Stia tranquilla, signora.

Oh, by the way. か 言 っ て い た だ い た こ と と て… I'll go and get my things. What's the matter? Excuse me, Dr. Scarborough. Hey, aren't you getting a little old for… To take another life. The victim of some kind of machinery, an… Was arrested two months ago and they're… This date with Ferguson's rather importa… Don't worry. I seem to run short of cigarettes. She's dead then. What is it? You got the guts, but you haven't got th…