Mostro, Il
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:09:13
Stop!
:09:16
Help me!
:09:20
Motherfucker!
:09:22
Madam, don't leave me alone
with this chain saw from hell!

:09:27
Cunt!
How do I stop it?

:09:30
His eyes... much scarier.
:09:33
Much, much scarier!
:09:35
And his mouth... much uglier.
:09:37
This is Professor Taccone,
an expert in criminal psychiatry.

:09:42
It was terrible.
Just look!

:09:45
I can't bear to think about it.
No more questions.

:09:48
Just one:
choose one of these balls.

:09:53
- Which one?
- Any one. Don't think it over.

:09:56
The white one.
:09:58
You can carry on.
:10:00
The white one means she's a victim.
What did he do?

:10:03
She was at a party.
Suddenly she felt an octopus's grip.

:10:08
It slithered around her private parts
in ten seconds' time.

:10:12
- Ten seconds isn't enough.
- Let me finish.

:10:15
She went into the garage.
:10:17
The pig was waiting for her,
sweating like a turkey...

:10:20
a chain saw right at his crotch!
:10:23
- How typical. He's our man.
- Obviously.

:10:27
She fell
and he chased her with the saw.

:10:29
He was in the throes of orgasm
as he shrieked...

:10:32
"Stop, you motherfucker!
You bitch!"

:10:37
Come here.
:10:39
It happened in the same place.
:10:42
Eighteen murders.
:10:43
This was intended to be number 19.
:10:46
- Let's arrest him.
- We don't have enough proof!

:10:50
I want to catch him red-handed!
:10:54
That's him!
:10:59
My God, it's him!

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