Not convincing.

Third question: am

I a wanted man?

I think… I think so.

When a cop is killed,

investigations start in

a hot minute, with or

without an order from the

Commissioner… but they

don’t know who they’re

lookin’ for, I swear it!

Funny, you

know?

What’s

funny?

Police on the

warpath looking for

a cop-killer but not

giving a fuck about

all the innocent

victims that keep

piling up. Are their

lives worth

less?

Far as I know the

sick fuck torturing

and killing those

women could be

you!

Come on, Marco!

We both know the truth…

and the truth is that you care

more about covering up than

finding out.

You read

newspapers,

Marco?

Might as well be written

by the Mayor -- “Venice is the

safest town in the world! Pour

in, tourists, and come with your

money! It’s Carnival Time!”

But since at Carnival Time any

joke is permitted, I’ll go along

with yours. ’Cause you see, Marco…

I’m used to working alone. Keep

ignoring those deaths, I’m

fine with it.

You’re

fulla shit.

You don’t have the first idea

about who or what these perverts

are. I’m the only one who can hunt

them, capisce? Get between me and

them and you’re dead meat.

maybe so, but the next

cop on a slab could be

their work. Which means

a lot less quick and

painless death…

Marco Visentin!

Open up! Police!

Sonuvabitch!

Akk!!!!

Marco! What

did he do?

The window!

Get ’im!

!?

“Female calf in a canal:Did the shark strike again?”

So…do you

love me?

Sure thing,

sweets. And

you?

The answer

is “Yes, I love

you.”“Yes, I

love you!”

M-my

god…

What’s

up, babe?

AAAAAHHH!!!

Where the fuck

you think you’re

going?

Please, don’t

kill me! I’ll do

anything…

Anything…

mmm…

Ufft--!!

Well, you always

get your men…

Let’s go!

Christ. Now all the

cops know my face…

even in this condition.

It was me.

Huh?!

Yesterday morning

I went to the police.

You said you slit a

cop’s throat…

I’m sorry, Gabriel!

Yes, now they all know your

face but I didn’t tell them

where you live. Your hideout

is safe.

What game are you playing, little girl?

You don’t believe in fairies, then you save

my life from one of them, then you have me

arrested, then you set me free… you’re

just a little bit conflicted, do ya think?

Yeah -- I’m confused!

Whadda you think? Maybe going

around hunting demons or whatever

the hell they are is a day’s work for

you… but not me!

One last time

time, Roxanne…

are you

with me or

against me?

…With you. It’s

time for a new

hunt to begin.

His partner saw

you… I thought he

could be in danger.