HALLOWEEN -6
Note: there are only the dialogues translated by Marina Nunzi
Monica: "Rachele! Rachele! Hey, Rachele!"
Rachele: "At last! You're late."
Monica: "It's Fede's fault, she forgot her diary."
Fede : "I couldn't let it there…"
Rachele: "No matter. The guys are late, too. Look here: a wonderful voodoo doll... How about it?"
Monica: "I don't believe in voodoo."
Federika: "I do! Some far relative of my grandmother's died of a makumba."
Rachele: "If I only knew it worked, I'd buy it."
Monica: "Aren't you serious?"
Rachele: "Of course I am! I just have a couple of people to use it on."
Federika: "Me too.."
Rachele: "But.. 80 euros! That's another reason why I'm not buying it."
Monica: "I can't believe to my own ears!… Ah! There they are!"
Rossano: "Got problems with the car."
Monica: "All excuses, Rossano, as usual."
Carlo: "No, it's true, Monica, the car just stopped dead."
Gianni: "I think it's the battery…"
Federika: "See? We don't need a voodoo doll to have troubles."
Monica: "Well, we'll be in trouble if we don't hurry and buy the stuff for Halloween. It's only a week away…"
Rossano: "Don't worry! We already know what to get."
Monica: "Can I have some, too?"
Rossano: "Okay."
Monica: "What's up? I'm taking you to a first aid ward!"
Monica: "Anyway, it all went well… If Rossano had drunk it in one go, he couldn't have got by."
Federika: "It's very strange.."
Monica: "What?"
Federika. "I mean…this accident is strange. Perhaps Rachele did buy the doll.."
Monica: "Nonsenses! There are a lot of polluted bottles around, of late.. They always talk about it in the tv news. Besides… how can you say that?"
Federica: "Yesterday, late in the afternoon, Rachele has gone out and did not want to tell me where she was going."
Monica: "Well, it was her own business.. besides, she has nothing against Rossano… or so I think."
Federika: "Who knows! But when she came back, she got a suspicious-looking package…"
Monica: "Watch out!!!"
Rachele: "Fede! I'm going down the garage to check the switch."
Federika: "All right!"
Gianni: "Couldn't Rachele call one of us yesterday?"
Carlo: "For a little thing like that?"
Gianni: "You call it a little thing, but it left us all in the dark. Women just can't get along with gears, computers and electronics."
Carlo: "I don't know.. I think it could have happened to anyone."
Gianni: "Maybe, but I wouldn't have fainted for a little jolt."
Carlo: "Anyway, all went well. Now let me study. Go!"
Gianni: "You're studying here, then?"
Carlo: "Yes- yes, you can have the bedroom. See you later."
Carlo: "Gianni, want some coffee?
Gianni: "Yes, thanks!"
Gianni: "Don't you smell a… Carlo... Carlo... Carlo...Carlo... wake up, Carlo... Carlo?"
Monica: "You know how rational I am, Rossano... and yet, all these accidents!"
Rossano: "There's no voodoo doll, Monica. These are only coincidences!"
Monica: "Coincidences? Three accidents in three days?"
Rossano: "I'll admit it is strange... but not improbable... But, if we could estimate the odds..."
Monica: "Oh, don't get started... just quit. I'll go take my relaxing bath."
Rossano: "Monica, are you alright?... MONICA!"
Carlo: "I must admit that the whole thing is strange.. who do you think bought the doll?"
Rossano: "I don't know, Carlo. Which of us all never had an accident?
Carlo: "I don't understand."
Rossano: "Gianni."
Carlo: "Yes! You're right..."
Rossano: "...he's the only one!"
Carlo: "Come on, Gianni is not that smart..."
Rossano: "Yes, I thought it, too... Then, who could be?"
Carlo: "What if one of the girls staged her own accident?"
Rossano: "That's right!... Maybe... Rachele? Nobody was with Rachele when she had her accident!"
Carlo: "You think it was her?"
Rossano: "Of course she was... Monica told me she was interested in the doll, and the evening I had my accident she came back home with a suspicious-looking package..."
Carlo: "Naah!"
Gianni: "Well?... What are you doing?"
Rossano: "Just talking about my car."
Carlo: "Yes! Right!"
Gianni: "Why?... something's wrong?"
Rossano: "It seems the engine won't start... We could even miss the party tomorrow evening, I'm afraid."
Gianni: "Is that all? I can fix it!"
Carlo/Rossano: "You!?!"
Gianni: "Yes, me. What's so strange about it?"
Carlo: "Can you fix cars?"
Gianni: "Of course! My cousin is a mechanic."
Carlo: "So what?..."
Gianni: "So.. I can fix it."
Rossano: "I don't think it works this way..."
Gianni: "Trust me!"
Rossano: "Say.. wasn't your cousin a mechanic?"
Gianni: "It's dark.. don't you have a torchlight?"
Rossano: "Yes, back in the trunk. I'll take it."
Gianni: "What about this torchlight? Is it coming or not?"
Rossano: "Can't find it, but I'm sure it is here.."
Gianni: "Ohh!!"
Rossano: "Wait.. it doen's get open."
Monica: "Hey guys, is the car fixed or not? Will we go to the party, later?"
Rossano: "Yes! The jump-lead was off."
All: "EH!?!"
Gianni. "You know why I love to be your friend? You're more worried for the car than for me."
Rachele: "You poor thing!"
Gianni: "Yes, go on, tease me! Everybody knows it's been you, Rachele."
Rachele: "It's been me to do what?"
Monica: "Another slice, Carlo?"
Rachele: "You think I've bought the doll?"
Carlo: "You said it! Nobody mentioned it."
Rachele: "Oh, that's great...You're accusing me of hurting my friends!?!"
Monica: "Sit down, Rachele. Carlo was not being serious. Isn't it true?"
Carlo: "No, of course not... You had an accident, too... right?"
Rossano: "That's what she claims..."
Rachele: "So you're insinuating I lied?"
Monica: "Come on, people, let's not spoil the evening..."
Rachele: "No, no... this matter must be explained."
Gianni: "Fede said you bought the doll."
Rachele: "You!?! How could you say such thing?"
Federika: "But I didn't say you bought it. I only said you brought home a suspicious-looking package."
Rachele: "So you're spying on me?"
Monica: "Nobody's spying on you, Rachele... But you yourself said you knew a couple of people you would use the doll on."
Rachele: "What kind of friends you are, thinking I could've done such a thing to you?"
Rossano: "Alright, excuse us! Perhaps we got a bit carried away by this foolishness."
Federika: "Foolishness! No foolishness: voodoo is real."
Carlo: "No, Rossano is right. Voodoo has nothing to do with it."
Gianni: "Of corse it has! Each one of us could have used the doll for vengeance."
Carlo: "Oh, really? What's your reason for vengeance, then?"
Gianni: "I didn't say I had a reason for vengeance."
Rossano: "And we do?"
Gianni: "Yes! I'm luckier than you with girls..."
Rossano: "Does it seem a good reason to you? Then Carlo should envy me because I've got better marks!?!"
Carlo: "Don't get me involved, okay? Besides, I am not jealous."
Federika: "Yes, you are. You're jealous."
Rachele "If we want to mention envy.. Monica is the queen."
Monica: "What? Who should I envy, you?"
Rachele: "Of course! I always had more boyfriends, and you never forgave me for that Marco affair."
Monica: "Oh, please! Marco courted you because I asked him to!"
Moldero: "Good morning, Doctor Scala!"
Scala: "Good morning, inspector."
Moldero: "Is there anything you can tell me so far?"
Scala: "Certainly."
Scala: "They died of a heart attack due to overwhelming panic."
Moldero: "Aren't you telling me they died of- fright?"
Scala: "Exactly! It is unusual, but not improbable..."
Scala: "Too much alcohol, inebriation, and in this case the peculiarity of last evening could have raised the adrenaline count.. The heartquake, and the black-out that followed was the last straw, and they literally panicked."
Moldero: "So the heart could not cope..."
Scala: "Right!"
Moldero: "Can this happen in six cases at the same time?"
Scala: "Yes, this can seem a bit far-fetched... but they could have influenced each other, or.. there could have been instances we don't know of that altered their perception of reality."
Moldero: "Of course! Sometimes suggestion can be more lethal than anything else.."
Poliziotto: "Inspector Moldero, we have finished here, shall we take the bodies away?"
Moldero: "Yes. Take them away."
Salesgirl: "Excuse me, what about the voodoo doll in the display?"
Bookshop owner: "The doll.. ah, yes! I showed it to a customer then I forgot to put it back in place."
Salesgirl: "Thanks!"
Bookshop owner: "You're welcome."