- Don Mariano Arena: Don't assume that these cops are all stupid! There are those that can tear out your tongue along with all your secrets.
- Don Mariano Arena: I divide humanity into five categories. There are the real men, the half men, the so-so men, and then, if you'll excuse me, the faggots, and finally, it's like they didn't exist, the gossips who are worth nothing. There are very few real men and only a few half men. The majority of men are so-so. They're like kids who think they're grown-ups. As for the queers, they're growing to become a real army. And lastly the blabbermouths. A flock of geese.
- Rosa Nicolosi: Where am I going? It's just that I'm ashamed of this dress and these bare arms. I'm in. mourning aren't I? So I should dress in mourning.
- Police Sergeant: Here's La Stella's construction company. La Stella is that fat slob who drinks a lot.
- Capt. Bellodi: A fool. It's very important not to be a fool. A fool is almost as bad as being a cuckold - but a cuckold is the worst of all.
- Capt. Bellodi: Has someone threatened you?
- Rosa Nicolosi: My husband has a clean record.
- Capt. Bellodi: I know. I know, but it's difficult to look for a needle in a haystack - and your husband, in Sicily, is like a needle.
- Police Sergeant: Why come and look for chicory and cabbages right here?
- Rosa Nicolosi: And why not? Am I doing something wrong? The chicory doesn't belong to anyone. It's just chicory.
- Police Sergeant: Everything belongs to someone, even the chicory.
- Capt. Bellodi: You're saying that you don't talk because the killers are still on the loose - but the killers are on the loose because you won't talk!
- Capt. Bellodi: Who is this lover?
- Police Sergeant: Well, they didn't say but it's clear it's not Rosa's first time.
- Capt. Bellodi: It's probably a woman who's been gossiping.
- Capt. Bellodi: What can you find very cheap here in Sicily? What thing can be found at street corners or on the stalls?
- Police Sergeant: I don't know.
- Capt. Bellodi: Honor. Honor, Marshal! It's the answer to it all. We must look for Nicolosi at once and pull those horns off his head!
- Capt. Bellodi: Maybe at this moment your husband needs help - a lot of help. And what's his wife doing? She's silent. Doesn't want to help. Just what kind of wife is she?
- Rosa Nicolosi: I'd give my blood for him.
- Capt. Bellodi: Those who pay protection know that they'll never get inspected, therefore they can go on quietly building their bridges with manure! If we don't get rid of these people, they'll kill someone else.
- Parrinieddu: I need to stay alive Captain. It's in the interest of justice. Yes sir, there are plenty of Captains and Carabinieri - but informers are rare. You mustn't send me off to the slaughter in such a hurry!
- Capt. Bellodi: Look, if you don't let out what you know, I'll send you to the butchers right away!
- Parrinieddu: Talk, talk, talk! Captain, the informer merely hints, he doesn't reveal. The real truth lies between a thousand lies, because the informer doesn't trust the Carabinieri.
- Parrinieddu: Captain, betrayal is a living for me. This evening I betray the mafia, tomorrow the Carabinieri. It's balanced. A little bit for everyone.
- Capt. Bellodi: Why did you go see Don Mariano?
- Rosa Nicolosi: To see whether I could sell him something - some eggs.
- Parrinieddu: Who was to shoot was decided by a card game. Two shots, and a cuckold met the King of Diamonds. It's not true that cuckolds are lucky!
- Capt. Bellodi: And so the cuckold is Nicolosi?
- Parrinieddu: Easy, Captain! Not so fast. We're talking about an imaginary cuckold. Nameless, just simply a cuckold. But, whoever murdered Colasberna, killed him because of cement, and not for horns.
- Don Mariano Arena: As for Martino, I'll give him a waste disposal contract.
- Pizzuco: Refuse has good returns.
- Zecchinetta: Me? Me? Pull out my fingernails and break my fingers and you'll have a great confession! Let go! Live me alone! I'll jump out the window! You're taking advantage of me because I'm alone! Let go of me! Let go of me! I can't take it, cowards! I want to die!
- Zecchinetta: There aren't any free women in this country! And a wife just isn't enough. Someone who is content with just one woman loses their imagination. For example, when I'm in bed with her, I always think of Stalin.
- Capt. Bellodi: Have a think about it.
- Zecchinetta: There's nothing to think about, Captain. Liars need to think. What I'm saying is the truth! But you, Captain, before you talk you have to think because you tell lies. You tell lies for a living! Get it?
- Capt. Bellodi: Yeah, yeah. You should be an actor.
- Zecchinetta: Cut it out with this "Mr. Marchica". Zecchinetta's my name and I'm no "Mister". Get a belt and thrash me! Break my bones! Anything but a "Mister".
- Zecchinetta: Nicolosi killed Colasberna because he caught him in an awkward position!
- Capt. Bellodi: Such as?
- Zecchinetta: He was on top of his wife, Rosa. They were lovers. Everyone knew that they were lovers.
- Zecchinetta: And the names of those who saw Colasberna and Rosa Nicolosi doing their filth out in the field? Don't you want to know?
- Don Mariano Arena: Now try to do what I tell you. Today you'll go and see Rosa Nicolosi.
- Pizzuco: But why? What dose Rosa have to do with us?
- Don Mariano Arena: I said that you must go to her house!
- Pizzuco: And do what?
- Don Mariano Arena: That's up to you, go to bed with her for all I care, but just stay there for a little while. Nothing else. Understood?
- Pizzuco: You have a beautiful daughter! She'll be as pretty as you when she's older. I remember you were just like that. I watched you grow up.
- Rosa Nicolosi: So, what did you want to tell me?
- Pizzuco: I'll have a glass of wine, if that's okay. I came to tell you that you're beautiful. Doesn't that please you?
- Pizzuco: Under arrest? If they've killed someone between 3 and 4 o'clock, I can tell you that I was at the house of a woman whose name I won't mention - unless it's absolutely necessary.
- Pizzuco: You've ruined my life Rosa. All those times that you passed in front of my house or when I'd meet you and you'd look at me with those eyes. Y'know Rosa?
- Rosa Nicolosi: Don't be a fool. I've never once thought about you.
- Pizzuco: That's what you say.
- Rosa Nicolosi: Now that you've had your drink you can go. Your hand.
- Pizzuco: What a light dress you've got on
- Rosa Nicolosi: Your hand! What do you think? You think you can do that if I don't want it? Ah, take a walk! You'll just have to do with your whore of a wife! Don't touch me with those hands! They make me sick! Think you can molest a woman? Get out!
- Pizzuco: Ehh! These Sicilian women! Always so dramatic! I want to move to Milan. A breath of fresh air!
- Pizzuco: Bravo, congratulations, It takes all these over-paid member of the State at arrest a decent man like me! Poor Italian taxpayers!
- The Man with a Motorcycle: Careful, even though he's away, if you don't behave like a wife, he'll know.
- Capt. Bellodi: Let's suppose that I'm mistaken and that he returns home and when he returns what does he find? A person that decent women don't stop to say hello to, someone who men stop on the street as if they could take her to bed whenever they wanted?
- Rosa Nicolosi: Well, it's better that he doesn't return then.
- Capt. Bellodi: Rosa, let these people hang!
- Rosa Nicolosi: Where do you think I live, Captain? I live among these people and when I walk past it's as if they're undressing me with they're eyes. I feel naked!
- Pizzuco: She's a hot-blooded woman! You don't know her. She's money-hungry, wants everything! But, she has skin like velvet. If I had the choice of how I wanted to die, I'd choose to die on top of her!
- Don Mariano Arena: What am I? Your pimp?
- Rosa Nicolosi: No! No, you are not my pimp. I don't have a pimp. I have nothing to be ashamed of!
- Police Sergeant: After being cuckolded don't you think he'd have wanted to kill the wife before the lover?
- Pizzuco: Perhaps he would. If he's a man of honor he would.
- Don Mariano Arena: I'm not worried about anything. I'm ignorant. I only know a few things. For example, I know that under the nose we have a mouth which is more for eating - than for talking.