Borsalino and Co.

BORSALINO & CO.

THREE MONTHS LATER...

Repeat the name, just the name!

Volpone!

Know him, boss?

I've heard of him.

What do we do?

Ante up.

Hi, Commissioner.

I got nobody waitin' for me.

- That's it. - I got it.

I been here a long time.

I got nobody...

- Mr. Siffredi? - He's in the balcony.

Thanks. Excuse me.

I been here a long time.

I got nobody waitin' for me.

Lovers are passers-by to me.

To have me, just say the word.

Sailor boy, take me with you.

I hate my memories.

I spend my life lying.

If leaving is a bit like dying.

Then long live the ships and the sea.

Sailor boy, take me with you.

Like it?

Nice business, Mr. Siffredi.

If only Capella could've seen this.

It was his idea.

Speaking of your friend, I imagine you've been doing research too.

- To no avail. - Really?

Your police are better than mine.

And often the same.

They fished out an Italian today, beat to a pulp.

Really?

More and more Italians doing business in Marseilles.

What businesses?

All sorts.

You know Giovanni Volpone?

Heard the name. He's got a reputation.

Isn't exactly empty-handed. He's a serious competitor.

Why tell me?

So you'll be careful.

If you fall, I won't be there to catch you.

You know me.

I only watch and keep score.

That's all...

I can do.

News, boss. We found him.

- Where? - On the train from Paris.

Francesco Volpone?

Yes.

Surprised to see me?

I don't know you.

Siffredi.

Roch Siffredi.

François Capella's associate.

He was like a brother to me.

You killed him.

You'll get off here.

You can't do this! My brother's waiting for me!

I'll say hi for you.

You'll pay for this!

I don't think you know Mr. Volpone.

Giovanni Volpone.

You were on the train with my brother. I'm here to pick him up.

See him?

He didn't jump off.

Who knows?

Excuse me. Business calls.

Yes, Fernand.

It's war.

A glass of champagne.

The best house in France.

They say Siffredi spent more than a million on this place.

These are sacred spots.

The ones in Paris were founded by St. Louis.

Go on.

There you go.

Happy birthday.

Will we be happy one day?

Maybe...

Sure.

Happy birthday, Lola.

You're crazy.

François promised it to you.

I haven't much to offer you.

It's four francs for a sigh.

But if you want to make me happy.

Don't forget my present, baby.

Sailor boy, take me with you.

After so long I've got nothing left.

I've left everything behind.

Mr. Siffredi.

My heart and my youth.

All I had of value.

I'm from here and anywhere.

I lost my heart somewhere.

The dream of happiness I keep.

Is to sail away across the deep.

Sailor boy, take me with you.

And now, straight from Paris,

the new joy of the Alcazar, the king of comics,

Charly.

Good evening, ladies,

gentlemen and the others.

Mr. Siffredi.

Madame Lola phoned for you to come at once. There's trouble.

My hat and coat.

For my opening number...

Good crowd tonight.

I'll recite you...

I'll recite a little poem by Victor Hugo.

- What do we do? - I'll be back.

Where's Lola?

Remember Solange from Paris?

She had a client. A crazy nut.

What happened?

I've done all I can.

Two shots of morphine.

She's not suffering for now.

Acid.

If she lives, she'll be blind and scarred for life.

- Who was it? - He ran off across the rooftops.

Lock up. I'll send Luke over to stay with you.

Don't be afraid.

Where is Spada?

Gimme.

Lola's car?

- It's on Rue des Dames. - To the club.

See you at the Alcazar in an hour.

I was at the Alcazar.

They killed three of my guys and hit a gal with acid at Lola's.

Your club's destroyed. They didn't miss a trick.

Who's Volpone?

Unlimited cash, backing from the extreme right in Paris,

international businessman.

You better stop him at once,

or I'll do it myself.

Do what you want, but I'm warning you.

You're not out of the woods yet.

We found the body of Vol pone's brother by the tracks.

Everyone's leaving.

A bad sign.

The world turns quickly, Mr. Siffredi.

Too quick for loners.

Where you going?

On a trip.

I was dismissed an hour ago.

Sir, it's 1:00 a. M. The office is closed.

This is my successor, Commissioner Cazenave.

Mr. Siffredi.

If you have any troubles, we'll be open at 9:00 a. m.

Excuse me.

I hope you have fun.

Where you going?

The Alcazar.

You shouldn't.

Tonight, there will be neither police nor justice in this town.

Leave. Come back later.

Sorry. I'm staying.

Don't shoot! I want him alive.

Hurry up.

What do we do, boss?

Take him for a walk.

Sam?

I came to this city with great hopes.

You and Capella were nothing more than a pair of gangsters whose time was up.

Capella's death was a warning.

You misunderstood it.

Your vendetta's old-fashioned.

Killing my brother was a mistake.

You've forced me to resort to your methods,

and I know how.

I trust you realize that.

Anything to say?

Kill me fast.

That would be absurd.

We've decided to purify this city.

With police help, we'll discredit the underworld.

You'll be an example.

To work.

CLOSED

The commissioner will see you.

What do you want now?

Same as always.

You really do love your boss. Asking the police to find him.

He can't disappear like that.

Things happen.

But I'll find him.

I've been ordered to.

For me, nothing's ever really lost. Nothing!

One more.

No, I've got orders. No more credit.

Just one.

Nobody's gonna slam the till on my fingers.

Roch.

Eat, or ya won't last.

I'd do anything for Roch Siffredi.

Don’t forget. I pass by here every three weeks.