The Knock Out Cop (Piedone lo sbirro)

Attention, cars 9, 12 and 7 in the port area, emergency.

In Via degli Orefici a man is shooting from a terrace.

Help!

Taking him alive would be suicide, you have to put him down.

- Isn't there another way? - Why don't you send your men?

- Let me give it a try. - Alright.

Take cover!

OK, if you're going to shoot, shoot.

Got a match?

Right now, Commissioner?

Do you have to kill him right now?

I received an order.

Then I'll give you a new order: wait and warn the others.

What's going on? Who is that?

He's one of our officials. Let's wait before we shoot.

Come on, let's go!

Come on!

Come on!

If they find this stuff on you, they'll give you ten years.

Let's go.

You were lucky not to hurt anybody and to find a fool like me.

You've got stronger fists than Cassius Clay.

- Why, have you tried them? - No!

So what do you know about them?

It's the first one.

Eh, it's the first one!

Are you coming back with us, Chief?

No, I'm going to walk, to unwind a bit.

Cigarettes? Muratti? Marlboros?

You can find everything you want! Assuntina has everything!

Assuntina, the police is coming, from behind the alley.

Buttons! Buy buttons!

I have needles, webbing, everything you want!

White buttons, red buttons, green, yellow! Get them!

Brigadier, would you like some socks for your wife?

Cigarettes! Cigarettes!

- Commissioner, may I have a word? - Go ahead.

They want to steal the jewels of the Madonna of Piedigrotta.

- It's not my area. - Then who do I tell?

- Tell it to the priest of the parish. - The priests don't pay.

Let's hear it, out with the names.

You want to know too much. I need the money first.

- Get busy and be careful. - Thanks, Chief.

Good morning, Commissioner. No news.

- Caputo, give me a cigarette. - Another? - Yes.

Two in an hour? At this rate...

Caputo, whose cigarettes are they?

Yours, but you told me to give you 2 in the morning and 2 in the afternoon.

Then I won't smoke!

What can I do? You're the one who said smokers are fools.

Then I am a fool.

By the way, the chief wants to talk to you urgently.

You're a fool too, huh?

No, I'm a brigadier.

Here is our deputy commissioner, Rizzo, known as Flatfoot.

- Mr. Tabassi is from Milan. - Pleased to meet you.

Mr. Tabassi takes my place.

That's right, Rizzo.

As of tomorrow, we're separating.

After so many years, I'm going to a more peaceful place, thank God.

I heard about what you did today.

Congratulations, you showed courage.

Can I ask you something?

Were you armed?

Sure, with this.

Isn't that reckless?

I prefer my men having the means to defend themselves.

I defend myself well even without a gun.

Flatfoot has his ways.

He goes around like the English policemen,

but he can throw a punch!

Yes, yes.

I've heard about that.

But we must impose the force of the law, not that of our fists.

You don't believe in guns. Well, I hope you believe in the law.

Sure, but...

here in Naples, the law isn't easy to enforce.

The law has no use for lowlifes.

Out of the way!

Let me through!

Well?

Shall we play with sharpeners?

Where are you going?

- Chief, who'll pay for the damages? - Wait.

Half-hand, you play with children now? What have we come to?

I always mind my own business,

but nobody has to step on my toes.

- Who will pay for the damages? - Wait!

No one got hurt, it seems.

If I report you, I'll do the paperwork and they'll be free in an hour.

We'll pretend that nothing happened. And Half-hand will pay the damages.

Is that alright?

Come on! Let's go!

Move it! Out!

We've never seen anything like this in this city!

Four kids raise their hands on a camorra leader.

Has the revolution broken out?

Mom, hurry up. If he doesn't eat, he'll die.

It's ready.

Here.

Good morning, Commissioner!

He's coming.

Come on!

Come on, quick!

Wait a sec.

Hurry up!

What's up? Were you waiting for me?

Flatfoot, don't you keep track of time? The pasta is cold.

Keep track of time?

I've been living here for ten years,

and now you tell me I don't keep track of time?

Plus, I like my pasta cold.

- Hi, Flatfoot. - Hi.

Maria, do me a favor. You're watching your weight, I'm not.

Be patient.

- Enough? - Enough, enough.

Salvatore, I'd like to know what you did today.

I'll tell you.

You must have gotten into trouble.

You are lucky you're not my son.

Flatfoot!

Do you remember Gennarino the Rabbit?

I saw him, he sends his regards.

He better behave.

You have no heart.

He steals because he has 10 kids to feed. What else can he do?

Right, because stealing is the only way to make a living.

Who is it?

Good morning, ma’am.

- Good morning, Mr. Commissioner! - Good morning. What's up?

Excuse us, but we received a report.

A wanted man was seen entering this building.

So we're checking the apartments.

There's no wanted person here.

Thank you, Commissioner and sorry to disturb you. Good day.

Good day.

Gennarino!

Good morning, Chief.

Come in.

Chief, good morning.

I think you're all trying to ruin me!

Didn't you see the police? He's wanted.

So what, must he hide here? What's my job, huh?

- Commissioner. - Of public safety!

Enough!

Now you're exaggerating!

Take this poor wretch to jail, wouldn't that make you happy?

No, because then I'll end up in jail, not this poor wretch!

What are you standing there for?

I have ten kids to feed.

So you need to refuel for them too.

Go ahead, sit down.

What else did you steal today?

I stole...

I stole two tires, with no thread and inner tubes!

What a pathetic thief!

You're a thief and also a fool.

It was the merchandise on display.

You're turning yourself in after this meal.

Then why didn't you let the police take me earlier?

First, because I didn't know you're here.

And second, you get treated better if you turn yourself in.

Alright, Chief, I'll do whatever you want.

I'll turn myself in, after the coffee, if I may.

It's very sharp now.

Good job.

Let me see.

No! No, leave me! Leave me alone!

Stay still!

So, are you going to talk?

I don't know them, I've never seen them. Just leave me alone.

Mr. Commissioner, would you like company?

Carmen, don't be funny. You know why I'm here.

I don't have anything to say.

You are Marta's only friend.

Do you want to end up like her with a scarred face?

Commissioner, I'm afraid.

Who are you afraid of?

You see... everything used to be normal.

Now they want us to do certain things...

Who's making you do certain things?

I ask you for the good of my son, leave me alone.

At least tell me who scarred that poor girl.

It was Ferdinando, the Baron.

- It's a little wide. - No, you look great, Baron.

Now let's measure another one.

This one is perfect.

Here, Mr. Baron.

- Isn't it dark? - Midnight blue, for lovers.

- You think? - Yes.

- What do you think? - It's perfect, wonderful!

See how well it fits?

- Do I look good? - Even the mirror says so!

It just can't talk!

- Doesn't he look like a model? - He's a beauty!

- How many shall we make? - As many as you want, Mr. Baron.

Let's make 12. So, with the linen ones we'll make three dozen.

- You think it's enough? - For now, then we'll see.

Does the color suit the skin?

It's a perfect match!