Rabid Dogs (Cani arrabbiati)

Here they come.

Easy. Don't attract attention.

Get out! Hurry!

Watch out! It's a stickup!

- They're armed! - Close the gate!

- Close the gate! - Hurry!

Police, please, it's urgent.

There's a holdup at our company.

- Your company? Name, please. - Giboni Pharmaceutical Company.

Open up, damn it!

- Get him! - Yeah!

Dispatch calling unit 24.

There's a holdup at the Giboni Pharmaceutical Company.

Report to the scene.

- Gimme that bag, you bastard! - Calm down!

Don't fuck with me!

Come on!

Let's go!

- Start the car! - Move, damn it!

Stop or I'll shoot!

He's hit!

Look out!

- Fuck! - Move him over!

- He's the paymaster. - Don't touch him.

- He's dead. - They went that way!

- Hurry! - Step on it!

The money. Did you check the bag?

- See how much it is! Hurry! - I'll do it now.

- Oh, yeah! - How much is there?

Holy shit!

- There's a fortune here. We're rich! - Finally!

- They're following us! Faster! - Calm down.

- Doc? - Yes?

Doc.

We're not losers anymore. We can live it up!

Blade, I bet the first thing you do is screw a broad with big boobs!

Of course!

Right, Doc?

No, God damn it!

- They're on our fuckin' asses! - Calm down.

Damn it! We're fucked!

Dispatch calling all units in the northern area.

Unit 24 is requesting backup.

They're in pursuit of a vehicle carrying four armed and dangerous robbers. Over.

This is unit 16. Roger.

Faster, Doc!

Move it!

- What the fuck's happening? - We're out of gas!

- Are you kidding? - What do we do now?

Get out!

Hurry!

- What's happening? - They're armed.

Over here. Maybe there's another exit!

They went that way!

Hurry!

- Quickly! - This way!

Stop!

Run!

This way.

Close all the exits!

Freeze! Don't shut it!

Get out of here!

Quiet!

Watch out! They shot someone else.

- Where are they? - They're hiding over there.

Dispatch, we've located them.

They're on foot, hiding in a garage on via del Castello. We're awaiting further orders.

Roger, unit 85. We're working on it.

Backup units are on the way.

- What zone are they reporting from? - Zone Eight.

Dispatch to unit 3, report immediately to Via del Castello.

- Let those women go! - Freeze!

Don't get any closer or we'll kill 'em!

Understand? Stay away or I'll kill them!

Don't move!

I mean it!

Go to hell, you sons of bitches!

If you don't leave, we'll kill them!

- Want me to slit her throat? - Help us!

More units are on the way.

What the fuck did you do, Blade?

You killed the bitch!

The son of a bitch really did it.

Get out, or we'll kill her too!

We're not jokin'!

Want to see?

Move back, everybody.

Get in!

Go!

Dispatch, the robbers are escaping in a green Fiat 125.

They've killed one woman and taken another hostage.

Unit 37 to Dispatch, we've intercepted them.

Now they know our car.

It's over. They're going to catch us.

I don't give up so easily.

- Please, let me go! - Stop it!

I have nothing to do with this!

Shut up, bitch!

- I'll kill you if you don't shut up! - Don't hurt me!

- Don't do anything stupid, Blade! - Please!

Stop whining, or I'll slit your throat too!

Those bastards are still behind us. They're almost on us!

Damned sons of bitches!

Faster!

Calm down. Now I'll show them.

We did it! Those sons of bitches have been cut off!

All units, set up roadblocks on all roads leading out of town.

Stop all green Fiat 125s.

They're extremely dangerous. They've taken a woman hostage.

Block state highways 2, 4 and 6, thoroughfares 28, 774 and 56.

Use caution. They are armed and very dangerous.

We need backup units on the freeway leading to the airport.

Captain, there's a woman on the phone for you.

Her name is Giannotto.

Line one.

Captain Diotallevi.

Any news? Please tell me.

Calm down, ma'am. I assure you we're doing all we can.

- Believe me . - So much time has gone by.

I'm afraid something terrible might happen.

- Please. - You have to be patient.

As soon as I hear anything, I'll call you, okay?

I promise.

Don't move.

Don't move! Make one move and you're dead!

Get inside, you!

Drive!

- There's a kid here! - Who the hell cares?

How come he's still asleep?

Strange with all the racket we made.

What's the matter with him?

He's sick.

What's wrong with him? He's white as a ghost.

He's been given a sedative.

I was taking him to the hospital.

He needs immediate surgery.

- There's no time to lose. - Keep your eyes on the road.

There's been a change of plan. You can't take the kid to the hospital now.

First, you have to take us out of town.

Turn right.

Please, have mercy. His life's at stake.

So are ours.

To be honest, my life means more to me than his.

We don't give a shit about your son. We're saving our own asses!

It's not even their money, damned bastards!

Why the fuck should they care?

Listen to me. Let me and the child go!

I'll take him to the hospital.

I swear I won't say a word!

I didn't even see the license plate!

Please, have mercy!

Please, let me go!

Shut up, bitch!

They're on our tails like a pack of bloodhounds,

and you want us to let you go?

Fuck you!

Do you know who we had with us until five minutes ago?

A guy called Fangio because he could drive like a god!

You know what those bastards did to him? You know what they did, you bitch?

They shot his brains out! Just one shot!

It splattered all over!

I'm covered in it!

That's enough. Calm down.

- And you, watch the road. - I'll kill her.

Move closer to that area over there.

Okay.

Chopper 135, report your position.

We're combing the state highway north of the city.

Try and calm down now.

You'd better listen to him.

Good. You're behaving.

Watch it when you get down there. You're taking the turnpike.

Keep on behaving, and we'll release you and your son.

I can't stop. Try to understand.

If he dies, it'll be your fault.

You're breaking my heart.

We've already killed four people.

One more makes no difference.

We're gonna get life anyway, so -

So what the hell do we care about your son?

Who knows? If you kill a minor, maybe they'll give you a discount.

Cut it out, Blade. Let him drive.

32.

Would you kill a kid to save your own ass?

You'd better believe it.

- Are you sure you've got the guts? - What kind of fucking question is that?

We're of no use to you dead.

You're right.

You're much more useful to us alive.

Let us go, please! What have we done to you?

Let us go.

Keep the car if you want!

- They can keep it, can't they? - I told you to calm down.

Did you hear that?

The kid is snoring!

What do you think that means?

What the fuck do you think it means? He's sleeping.

What a stupid question.

Listen.

What's your son's name?