After the Fox (Caccia alla volpe) (After the Fox)

In the annals of crime...

only three robberies can be considered as genuine masterpieces.

The first was the Great Train Robbery of 1931.

The second took place in Arabia in 1952.

The Shah of Ben Abu...

was victim of the greatest jewel robbery in history.

But perhaps the most ingenious...

the most cunning of all criminal masterpieces...

was the Great Gold Robbery of Cairo.

"Who is the Fox?"

"I am the Fox"

"Who are you?"

"I am me"

"Who is me?"

"Me is a thief"

"You'll bring your poor poor mother grief

"So, after the Fox

"Off to the hunt with chains and locks

"So, after the Fox after the Fox

"Someone is always chasing after the Fox

"Where is the gold?"

"It's on the truck"

"Where's the truck?"

"I won't tell"

"You must tell"

"Then I will lie"

"You'll make your poor poor sister cry

"So, after the Fox after the Fox

"Off to the hunt with chains and locks

"So, after the Fox after the Fox

"Someone is always chasing after the Fox

"Why do you steal?"

"So I'll be rich"

"Why not work?"

"Work is hard"

"You'll be caught"

"I never fail"

"All little crooks wind up in jail"

"Not me, not me"

"So, after the Fox after the Fox

"Off to the hunt with chains and locks

"So, after the Fox after the Fox

"Someone is always chasing

"After the Fox

"After the Fox"

And where is the gold now, gentlemen?

According to my agents it has left Cairo by ship...

and is heading for a Mediterranean port...

where the final cash exchange will be made.

But where?

France? Spain? Italy?

And how?

All major shipping ports and air terminals will be watched.

And in what form?

Will they melt the gold down...

or will they try to smuggle in all 300 bars...

weighing nearly 4,000 pounds?

They have the gold, gentlemen...

but they must find the one man in Europe who possesses the skill...

the cunning and the genius to attempt an enterprise of such enormity.

I believe they have four possibilities.

"Marcel Vignon of Paris."

Sometimes known as the Cat.

And like a cat, he pounces on his prey.

And then, with lightning speed, just disappears.

But now, perhaps a little past his prime.

"Michael O' Reilly...

"of Mayfair, London."

The Panther.

But now afflicted with failing eyesight.

This is a stickup.

No, it isn't.

This is the police station.

- Come on, Michael. - I'll have to get me eyes tested.

"Felix Kessler of Berlin."

Hands up!

Hand over.

Once the big man of Germany, but now perhaps too big.

And that leaves one last possibility:

"Aldo Vanucci of Italy."

Now in semi-retirement in the peaceful hills of Umbria.

A clever, resourceful criminal.

Sometimes called the Fox.

Excuse me.

- Hello, Aldo. - Hello, Aldo.

You got wonderful color this week.

I am foreman of the vegetable garden...

and now before you all starve to death....

- Sausages! Prosciutto! - Thanks!

For my mamma, a young spring chicken.

For my sweet sister, Gina...

magazines, chocolates and American shampoo.

No cigarettes?

Plain or filter?

Filters.

Aldo you make us so ashamed.

So ashamed.

A prisoner has responsibilities.

You don't have to be a prisoner much longer.

You think I need keys to get out of prison?

When I am ready I can walk out of this place.

- Hey, Luigi. - Yeah?

You've got a hole in your pants.

But we need you. Something big has come up.

- Very big. - The gold of Cairo.

How did you know?

They say it's worth millions.

What is a man's family worth?

Can you count a mother's love?

Can you spend a sister's kiss?

I want to see my Gina dressed in silks.

I want to see her wearing a white wedding gown.

But who would marry the sister of a thief?

I would.

Another thief.

If only I could steal enough to become an honest man.

Don't touch my mamma's chicken.

- Time's up. - Time's up. Everybody out.

Good-bye.

What about a job?

I gave you a job. I hold you responsible for my mamma.

I hold you responsible for my sister.

I hold you responsible for the chicken. Good-bye.

Buy Gina an ice cream.

When I see her.

What do you mean when you see her?

Don't look at him, look at me.

You see her when she comes home from school don't you?

Sometimes.

Gina is getting to be a big girl now.

- A very big girl. - So?

So, big girls don't always come home when little girls come home.

Gina! My sister Gina!

Out! Out!

You're lying! Say you're lying.

- All right, I'm lying. - Liar, you're not lying.

I'm not lying.

- Out! Everybody out. - I'll kill you. I'll kill him!

- Not you! - Let me go. I have to save my sister Gina.

- You can save her in six months. - No! Tomorrow.

Tomorrow! I will be out of here by 3:00 tomorrow.

This I promise you, Gina.

The Great Fox is still in his cell, isn't he?

I wouldn't laugh yet.

He has five minutes to go.

Doctor, you've finished with your rounds?

I've just one more to check in here. Vanucci.

Be careful. We're expecting trouble.

My clever friend Vanucci, planning to escape they tell me.

Yes.

It's impossible.

How can he get out of his cell without the keys?

Nothing is impossible for Vanucci.

- Everything all right, Doctor? - Yes.

- Good-bye. - Good-bye.

All right, Doctor. Come out quickly.

Why were you so worried? He gave me no trouble at all.

We can't be too careful with that one.

Arrivederci, Dottore. See you next month.

One hundred.

Help.

Seven hundred.

Eight.

Help!

What's that?

Help!

- Untie me. Get me out. - Doctor.

Imbecile! Imbecile! He's escaped.

Vanucci has escaped.

Imbecile! Imbecile.

You're pulling the hairs on my legs.

I'm sorry....

Never...

happened to me before.

Let him pass.

Never in my life have I been so humiliated.

First I am trussed up like a chicken....

He'll never make it. They'll get all of us.

If you're just going to cry, sit in the car.

Hey, look.

I don't care about my instruments but what about my dignity?

- You're arresting me. Let go of me. - Who's going to give me back my dignity?

Start the car!

Start the car!

Faster. Can't you go any faster?

Still crying? Coward?

Do you want to spend the rest of my life in prison?

- Go faster! - Slow down.

The police.

The police are looking for a fast car, so we go slow.

It's a genius sitting in the back. A genius.

Take me home.

Home? In one hour, every carabinieri in Rome will be looking for you.

I still have one hour to be with my mamma and my sister. Take me home.

Now give me my suit.

What suit?

- Didn't you bring my suit? - No.

Did you want one?

Mamma!

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