La sorella di Ursula (Curse of Ursula) Page #4

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Ursula, try to sleep.

- We'll leave...

- I can't, Daggie.

I'm afraid, so afraid.

It happened in the premises.

That's disconcerting.

Hi!

Wait for me!

- Now you're stopping to talk to him?

- What else can I do? Run away?

Treat him coldly. He deserves it.

Is your sister angry at me?

She's a difficult girl.

- Did you hear about last night?

- What?

You haven't heard? Two youngsters

were found murdered in the tower.

- What youngsters?

- Don't you remember those kids

who were in the lobby yesterday?

Yes, I do remember them.

The strange thing is that the girl was

killed the same way as that hooker.

Oh, my God.

That's terrible,

but let's not tell Ursula.

She was so agitated this morning that

I had a hard time calming her down.

All right, but she'll soon find out.

Everybody's talking about it.

Some of the guests

have already left the hotel.

That's my instinct too.

I'd like to leave tonight.

- Don't go yet.

- Why not?

I don't know...

You see, I like you.

Yes.

Sometimes we meet the right person

but then, the circumstances...

These things happen on holiday.

I'm not here on holiday.

I'd like to explain why

I didn't greet you the other morning.

I know Roberto told you

I'd left at dawn.

No, Filippo, you don't need to explain.

My only concern right now is Ursula.

Yes, the actress, Martha Vueller,

was our mother.

When she became famous,

she fell in love and abandoned us.

My sister and I were still small.

They put us in boarding school

until our father died.

Was it his death

that so traumatized Ursula?

Precisely. Our father died

in an unpleasant accident.

My sister adored him.

He was a very talented musician.

Ursula would spend hours

listening to him play the piano.

She never tired of it.

She really misses him.

- Now she needs a lot of affection.

- You think I deprive her of it?

Oh, my God.

Ursula!

Ursula!

What happened?

What's wrong?

What's wrong, darling?

Ursula, answer me.

Answer me, please! Ursula!

- Daggie...

- Ursula, calm down, please.

Ursula what happened to you?

It was horrible. There were two naked

women, then our father arrived.

I saw him, and one of the two women

was smiling at him...

in a vulgar, disgusting manner.

What a horrible scene.

Yes, it belongs to that little whore.

It's exactly as I thought. Thank you.

- I want more than thanks.

- What do you want?

I want some information

in exchange for mine.

All right.

If you have a question, just ask.

What do you want?

Stella Shining.

Well? What about her?

Is she involved with anyone?

Let's cut to the chase -

who's she sleeping with?

I've been interrogated all morning

by the police, the press,

the forensic detectives.

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