The Psychic (Sette note in nero)

ENGLAND October 12, 1959, time 11:45 AM.

FLORENCE October 12, 1959, time 11:45 AM.

Girls, come here.

Get in line and stay close.

From up here we can see the whole city.

We can see Brunelleschi's dome, Giotto's bell tower

and to the left there's the Ponte Vecchio.

Mummy...

Mummy!

Mummy!

Mummy!

Mummy!

Mummy!

Virginia!

What's happening?

- Are you scared darling? - Mummy...

Mummy!

That was the Dreambags on Radion Stella 702MHz.

Here's a song from Carlo, who's three years old to his first love...

And that was the latest song by...

There's always a first time, and this may be yours...

Madam?

Madam?

Madam?

Madam, please say something.

How are you feeling? Are you still feeling unwell?

Get out madam, get some air...

Come.

How do you feel now? Any better?

Yes, yes, thank you.

Do you have a cigarette?

Try to relax.

Extra-sensorial visions and hallucinations,

these can be a simple consequence of your emotional state.

18 years ago my mother committed suicide.

Even though I was far away, I saw all of it, it wasn't a hallucination.

I know, Virginia.

But of all your other visions, how many have come true?

And even so, I've made them the centre of my examinations.

Of course! It's your job. You're a parapsychologist.

But ever since I got married, you seem to be less interested in them.

- I confess it's true. - Go to hell!

Calm down.

The calmer you are, the less hallucinations you'll have.

Listen, Virginia.

Your mother's suicide...

Undoubtedly demonstrates that you have heightened sensibilities.

But it's nothing out of the ordinary.

Many people have premonitions,

especially when they dream.

Who doesn't have a relative or a friend,

who had dreamed of seeing someone being run over,

then, the next day that person really is run over.

So you think that I fell asleep at the wheel,

and dreamt of a woman that I don't even know,

being killed and walled up by a man with a limp.

Thanks for your help!

Don't get annoyed.

I'm only trying to find a logical explanation for your visions.

If you're sure you witnessed a murder, you should go to the police.

Oh, sure good idea!

Then why don't you tell your beloved husband about this.

Because I can't and you know it.

He wouldn't believe me.

You're the only one who can understand.

So are you going to turn on your tape recorder?

Of course.

The last time we did this, you told me that you'd fallen in love,

and that you'd be marrying Francesco Ducci.

Let's see how it goes for me this time.

I went into the tunnel and all of a sudden everything turned black.

I saw a streak of red light.

A broken mirror... and a murdered woman.

This shutter needs a bit of greasing.

There we go.

Come in Madam,

Bear with me, this place has been closed for a long time.

I can tell!

Nobody ever comes here.

What is Francesco up to these days?

He's in London for business.

Lucky him!

- Are you really his wife? - I should hope so!

What kind of an idea is that!

Why?

Well he was a bachelor but now he too got trapped into marriage!

And to a foreigner!

We have a saying; Birds of a feather flock together!

But with someone like yourself, I too would've strayed from my own!

With all due respect!

On this side there are the bedrooms and the meeting rooms.

But all of them mostly in disarray.

Wait, I'll open the window to let some light in.

Come along!

Why do you want to fix this place up?

No one's interested in this place.

Why would you care?

Well I'm an architect, so I enjoy doing this.

Rich people's taste...

Here...

This is the only room that's kind of in order.

Francesco would use it when he brought girls home.

Pardon me. I shouldn't be saying these things.

Did I offend you?

Not at all.

Let me know if there's anything else I can do for you?

Nothing thank you, other than coming back in half an hour to close?

Certainly.

You don't mind staying alone? You're not afraid?

Of what?

Sorry, excuse me...

Could you see to it that the phone line gets connected.

Thank you very much.

Yes, of course madam.

I could sense that something had happened here.

There were always strange noises in here.

And so you think those were ghosts?

Yes marshal, there are ghosts! That's why the Ducci's never come here.

It's quite bizzare.

This is your husband's house...

But you say you've never been here before.

We've only been married for three months.

And what brought you here today?

I wanted to renovate the house.

I wanted to surprise him.

I see, and you came here alone?

Why didn't you come with say, an architect or an interior designer?

Because I am an interior designer.

Right and today you came here for the first time?

And the first thing that you do is pick up a pickaxe...

make a hole in the first wall you find and find a skeleton.

Listen, either this house is full of skeletons...

Lieutenant, I know this all sounds absurd.

But I'm telling you the truth.

Telepathy?

Please madam, be reasonable.

I've just received the medical report that indicates...

that the skeleton belonged to a woman who was about twenty-five.

Twenty-five?

Yes, twenty-five. Why?

Well if my wife were right, the woman would've been about fifty.

Yes, I spoke with your wife.

We had a very interesting conversation.

I don't understand much about parapsychology.

As the magistrate, I must abide by the medical report.

So, let's see...

Weight, etcetera...

Here!

The carbon dating places the skeleton no earlier than January 1972.

And no later than June of the same year.

During that period, you never went into that house?

I don't recall. It could even be.

But... Not after April.

Because in mid April I left for the United States.

It's clear Your Honour that my client therefore can't be considered,

as a culprit from April onwards.

From half of April onwards.

My pleasure madam.

Goodbye Ducci, if any problems should arise let my office know.

Thank you.

Take those all together please.

- What complications? - Don't worry.

What can we do. They were bound to suspect me a little.

That's madness!

It's an abandoned house.

Anyone could've gone in there. Why should you have done anything?

Darling in this country it takes very little to be considered a suspect.

It's enough that I'm the owner of the house.

This is crazy.

Do they know how old she was?

About twenty-five.

- No, no it's not true! - Darling!

You have to understand, this has nothing to do with an old lady.

Nowadays their tools are incredibly accurate.

With their carbon dating technology, an error is highly unlikely.

But Francesco, it all coincides with my vision besides the broken mirror.

Darling please, yes you found her body through telepathy,

but now the police are doing their job, don't think about it anymore.

This shouldn't become an obsession, there's no need.

I've never seen the mirror broken.

Have you asked Isabella?

- No. - Okay, talk to her. Now I have to go.

And stop going to that house! What are you doing there?

She must've disappeared because she left before they closed the doors.

You're very funny.

But this isn't a joke.

I saw that woman and I recognised her it's exactly the woman from my vision.

Then she's alive.

No.

She's dead.

If you say so, then fine she's dead.

Will you make me a drink?

The police can say what they want.

She was fifty years old.

Maybe a bit more.

I'm sure of it.

Even her room looked like that of an old person.

I could tell from her furniture, and from her heavy curtains.

So they didn't kill her at home.

Certainly not.