Touch of Death (Quando Alice ruppe lo specchio)

The horses are ready for the race.

We see the horses. They will have to race for one mile.

Sitting Bull is number one, ridden by John Hay.

Number two is Mount Lane, ridden by J. Holt...

West Cotton, ridden by Alex Scott, is number three.

Yellow Prince is number four, ridden by Frankie Mitchell.

Sterling Eye, number five, ridden by Alex Cort.

Mocambo, ridden by Roy Sorrenti, is number six.

Camel One, ridden by George Swanson, is number seven.

Number eight is Flash Day, ridden by Johnny Evan.

Yussuf is number nine, ridden by Gus Everett.

Rainbow, ridden by Herbie Howard, is number ten.

Nesbitt, number eleven, is ridden by...

The horses are on the starting line... And they're off!

Yellow Prince is in the lead, followed by Mount Lane.

West Cotton is in third place, followed by Sterling Eye...

Then Mocambo, Camel One, Yussuf, Flash Day, Rainbow, Sitting Bull and Nesbitt.

At 400 yards, Yellow Prince, ridden by Frankie Mitchell, is still leading.

West Cotton is second, followed by Mount Lane and Sterling Eye, Yussuf is fifth...

Then Mocambo, Nesbitt, Camel One, Flash Day, Rainbow and Sitting Bull.

At the halfway mark, Yellow Prince is still leading, but Yussuf is second, tailing him.

Sterling Eye is third, then Mocambo, Flash Day, Mount Lane, West Cotton...

Nesbitt, Camel One, Sitting Bull and, last, Rainbow.

We're close to the finish line...

Yellow Prince is still leading, Yussuf is behind...

Then Mocambo, Flash Day, Camel One, Mount Lane and West Cotton.

Rainbow is far behind, Yellow Prince is still leading, Mocambo is coming up fast.

Things are heating up, Yellow Prince is leading...

But Mocambo is gaining speed and getting closer.

Yellow Prince finishes first and wins this Grand Prix!

Mocambo is second, Nesbitt third, followed by Flash Day and Mount Lane.

Here's the finish line of this Grand Prix: Yellow Prince first, Mocambo far behind...

Followed by Nesbitt, Flash Day and Sterling Eye.

Good morning.

Yes, Reginald, you have the right to your share.

The jury has confirmed today's finish.

Yellow Prince is first, then Mocambo, Nesbitt, Flash Day and Sterling Eye.

You have the right to your share.

Good morning, my beloved wife.

Randy, it's me, Lester Parson.

Of course I'm recording this call, I don't trust a guy like you!

Take note: 5,000 dollars on Circus Colony winning in the first race.

3,000 on Dirty in the third race.

And 2,000 on Willie winning or placed in the seventh race.

Got that?

Of course you'll see the money tomorrow!

Don't I always keep my word?

And now, for a look at the local news.

This morning, garbage men on the north side of town...

Made a terrible discovery when, inside one of the bags they were collecting...

They found the horribly mutilated and dismembered remains of a woman.

According to the first reports, it seems that a power saw was used on the victim.

Dental evidence led to the woman's dentist and made the victim identifiable.

She was Andrea Cohen, the widow of Norman Cohen...

The famous Fifth Avenue jeweller who died a few years ago in a plane crash.

Police are actively investigating on Mrs. Cohen's private life.

They are seeking a motive and looking for clues in order to find the culprit.

Mrs. Cohen didn't have any family or friends.

Authorities say money, like most murder cases...

Could be the reason behind this gruesome killing.

What do you want?

I'm worried.

Quite worried.

It's just a coincidence.

Do you have any idea how many people in the world...

Slip on a banana peel at the exact same moment?

She wasn't just a rich widow. She's been hacked to pieces too.

But you didn't leave any bits of her corpse lying around.

Even her false teeth returned where they came from.

You mean it's become pig food.

As good a way as any to follow life's eternal cycle.

You've become a philosopher, I see.

You call that philosophy, Lester?

You can relax.

I hope so.

- Roman Princess, 3/5. - 3/5.

- Rincon, 8/1. - 8/1.

- Champagne Lover, 6/5. - 6/5.

- FOX Path, 15/1. - 15/1.

- Black Beauty, 4/1. - 4/1.

- Bogarde, 3/5. - 3/5.

- Willis, 6/5. - 6/5.

Rainbow, 8/1.

- Randy! - 8/1.

Hello! Look who's here!

I was just thinking that if Lester Parson could pick winners...

As much as he can pick losers, he'd be a millionaire!

That's a good one, isn't it, Lester?

- Lady o, 18/3. - 18/3.

Don't you like it?

What's wrong with you?

Did you bring my money?

A real player.

- Vera Optim, 3/2. - 3/2.

- Party, 6/5. - 6/5.

Randy...

I'm a bit short right now, could you give me credit for a couple of weeks?

Sorry Parson, no credit for you. You know why?

Because you're a born loser, and if I give you credit I'll never see you again.

If you need money, sell your car.

Damn.

Those damn cops.

- Randy, I... - Sorry, Lester.

Tall, nice, young-looking lady.

35 years old, sociable.

Financially independent.

"I work with my father..."

Despite being 39, I often look at myself in the mirror...

And I reckon I still am what one would call a very attractive woman.

I've been a widow for four years now...

But I still want to live, to run, to laugh...

And to make love.

I own 50,000 dollars in stocks.

I'm looking for a wise and mature man of equal financial status.

A man to establish a long relationship of deep and reciprocal understanding with.

Will I ever find my soulmate?

Oh, but you've found him, my dear.

Yes, you've found him.

Oh, darling!

Oh my God!

Oh, Lester!

I love you darling!

Oh, Lester!

Oh my God!

Oh, yes!

Oh yes, Lester!

Oh, Lester!

Oh my God, Lester darling!

Oh, Lester... My love...

Oh, Lester...

Was your wife a good dancer too?

Not like you, Margie.

Not like you.

You're such a terrible flatterer, aren't you, Lester?

But it doesn't matter, I like you anyway!

Oh, darling, my head is spinning. That's enough dancing, please.

I know just the thing. Sit down, please.

Here. Good girl.

Sit down.

I'll be right back.

Right back.

Darling!

What are you doing?

A little patience, honey.

This will make you feel great in a matter of seconds.

You're trying to get me drunk, I can tell it. Spill the beans, you naughty man.

- Am I right or not? - You got me. I confess.

But it will make seducing you much easier, later.

But you've already seduced me, darling. Did you forget?

I remember it quite well.

But that was mere adolescent play.

What I have in mind for tonight is something special.

Really, Lester?

I'm sorry, I'm so clumsy.

Don't worry, my dear.

- I'll get you another. - Stop!

We have to drink together this time...

So we can fly together on the wings of our love and go far away.

If you say so, Margie.

Lester!

Yes, darling?

You still haven't told me why you made me sell all my stocks.

I will, darling, but not now.

I don't think we should talk about it. Love and money are incompatible topics.

Now, drink up, dear.

Could you give me a cigarette?

Oh, of course.

What are you doing?

I'm checking the level of the drinks.

I don't want to drink more than you.

If you want to get me drunk, we have to do it together.

But...

Which is the one I gave you?

What does it matter, darling?

I don't know, it must be one of the two.

Come on, darling. Let's drink to us.

Alright.

No, wait a minute!

Maybe you're right, we shouldn't drink too much.

What you need right now is a nice glass of soda water.

Ugh, I don't like soda water.

I'm just going to ask you one thing. Wait here.

Drink, honey.

It'll be good for you. Do it for me, please.

Come on.

There you go. Good girl.

My God, Lester! I feel awful!

I have to puke!

Be still!

Lester!

Lester!

- Lester... - Darling Margie.

Good morning.

What the hell are you doing here?

Well, I slept in here.

It's a lot quieter than that building site...

And nobody wakes you up, dragging dead bodies and burying them in cement.

Alright.

- Now get out of here. - Sure! Just one last thing, sir.

Well, what's the shortest way to get back into town?