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No, please, don't do it!

What do you need my family for?

But... But...

But what the hell is happening, Valentino?

Nothing. Tonino said that people in a coma

sometimes respond to hearing familiar sounds or voices. That's why.

But... But... But...

- Get over here and help him out. - Sure!

Come on! Faster!

Uh, yeah, of course.

Uh... Not the knife! I beg you!

Please, not the hatchet.

Or the... And forget the shotgun.

No, I can't bear to see all my insides spread out in front of me.

Leave my wife and daughter alone! I love my family.

They're innocent! Keep going.

And my next-door neighbors don't have anything to do with it, Padre Santissimo.

Hey, put the grenade down, right now!

FRAMED!

The search for Padre Santissimo continues.

The boss has somehow managed to avoid police and evade capture.

The police are combing through every square inch of Sicily,

leaving no stone unturned.

Only one thing is for sure:

if Padre Santissimo is actually free,

none of us can exist safely.

We wonder optimistically if there will be more deaths. We'll see.

Pinuccio, could someone have broken the seal?

Oh no, the door is open.

We better go call the police.

Hold it a sec.

The murder of Gambino. Everything's a mystery.

And the case is wide open.

Pinuccio, I told you those late-night murder shows are just awful.

Pinuccio.

Pinuccio, tell me it's okay, Pinuccio.

Fine. It's fine.

Pinuccio.

Follow me.

Come and see where Gambino spent his last hours, huh?

Oh my goodness!

Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, I give you my heart and my soul to keep.

Uh... Uh...

Pinuccio.

Pinuccio.

Tommaso, don't you understand what we're seeing here?

Pinuccio, there's a misplaced shelf over there

with a room behind it.

And I'm almost sure it wasn't open before when the police came.

- Have you ever seen a secret room? - No.

- Pinuccio, I'm not trying to... Let's go. - Go where?

We have to capture everything, since we've never seen a real crime scene.

Now, smile for the video,

so that way I can post it on Facebook.

Oh, Pinuccio, videos make me looks old and horrible.

Why do you care in a place like this? One, two, three.

The heart's okay.

- And his blood pressure's fine. - Thank goodness.

The whole clinical picture is not too terrible,

but the thing that has me worried a little is the shoulder.

Very... concerning.

Plus, I'd like to rule out the thing, uh, with his head.

Uh... uh...

It can be painful in the head.

- A concussion. - A concussion, as I said. Bravo.

Uh, but just to make sure,

I think it's best to run him through one of those, uh...

Uh... Come on.

Can't you remember going to a hospital?

An ultrasound?

An ultrasound?! Why an ultrasound?

It's a machine that's very important.

Patients always wait there in these incredibly long lines to use it,

'cause if you don't wait, better forget it.

MRI machine.

Yes, the MRI.

So much for ignorance.

My opinion would be to take him there, but uh...

Uh, just keep a really good eye on him.

Uh...

Oh, and by the way,

has Padre Santissimo been taking his pills for his diabetes?

He has diabetes?

Yeah, and his levels are sky-high.

Very well. Come and find me later so I can pay another visit, hm?

Accompany the doctor back home.

And if you're not back in an hour, well, then you're dead.

Hey, but wouldn't it be fair that I take Dr. Tantillo

and Salvo can stay here?

No.

On our way, then.

FORENSIC POLICE

So, once again, you're the first one on the crime scene, Crisafulli, huh?

It's the same men that we questioned already for the murder of Gambino.

What the hell do you think they were doing in here?

Why do you have a TV?

Tonino, excuse me. may I ask what you're looking for?

The salt.

Ah, the salt will never be outside the kitchen cabinet. Come on.

Tonino, why would it be anywhere else?

I never believed you when you said you didn't have one.

But I only use it to watch the weather and stuff, you know?

No, and I don't watch the shows at all, so don't doubt me like that.

Can't you see it? This time we're dead in the water.

No. Just stay calm.

- I found out his error. - Yeah?

Chances are people are trying to reach us.

But he turned off our phones.

It should seem odd that calls aren't going through.

Since they're still off, they'll come looking for us here.

Chances are we'll be murdered.

Chances of that are higher if you keep complaining.

My life was on track and I was going to live with Agata.

But you're not really missing anything.

I've never lived with a woman before. Can you believe that I'll never get to?

Can't you see

that sharing your space with her

is just a hell of traps and regulations?

Regulations to trap you.

Can't you see it?

Can you now?

Listen to this man. Never, ever forget your anniversary

or where you went on your first date together

or your first kiss

or the first time she said she loved you

or the first time you took her to get gelato

or the first time you stayed over at her house.

On each day, there's an event you have to remember,

but if you forget a single one, suddenly it's, "You don't love me."

- Are you for real? - Yeah.

The second regulation.

In case she goes out, photograph her before she goes.

But how come?

So later when she returns,

you'll be able to tell that she got her hair done and give her compliments.

Make sure you don't overdo the compliments,

because she'll say, "Oh, so you thought I looked bad before?"

- And that will be the end. - Ah.

That's a good trap. Pay close attention

unless you want to sleep on the couch for a week.

The next regulation, bro...

Can you imagine it's 100 degrees outside?

You're sleeping,

and she gets closer.

Man, you can feel the heat radiating from her.

And she just slides her boiling feet in between your bare legs

and says, "Let's cuddle a little, because it's freezing in here."

You must deal with that in silence.

- Uh-huh. - Got it?

Or else she'll assume you don't love her at all.

No one ever told me about all this stuff, you know?

Eh...

So you did each of those things, then?

Not one of them.

But I'm very content.

I can't believe I was ever married to Ester.

But now I'm as good as new, hm?

You know it's okay to admit you're lonely?

I know you're not partying all the time.

No...

Padre Santissimo, I'm here.

Deep breaths.

Ah...

oh... eh... uh.

Stop burning the damn garlic, you useless thing!

There you are, Padre Santissimo.

I've seen where we go with the end of it all.

Heaven is

one magical, beautiful paradise.

One man controls it all, and no one even thinks of questioning him.

Hey. Hey.

That hurt.

Where?

It's my shoulder.

Oh.

So you guys are here too.

The idiots who betrayed me.

Have you come to get me arrested again?

No, Padre Santissimo, it wasn't like that.

- See, it was probably a misunderstanding. - I don't resent you.

Ah.

I'm feeling

serene and forgiving.

- Oh, good. - Oh, yeah, serene.

Up there,

so many things are better than they are here,

because in the sky,

no one is so... so, uh,

uh... i...

Uh... imaginable?

Idealistic?

Idiotic like the two of you.

Idiotic, of course. Why didn't... Of course. For sure, yeah.

Now, the only thing I want is to arrest that damn killer.

So I will honor this badge

and avenge my brotherly friend.

- I can't. We're in the middle of a... - John!

I'm talking about important matters.

Does this seem like the time to make a phone call?

I'm sorry. It was my mom.

MOM INCOMING CALL

Hello, Mama.

Hi, my dear.

See, I'm going to make a nice dinner for us tonight,

some potato omelets and a bit of caponata,

a few sardine meatballs, and some rollatini that you like.

But what's wrong with you?

And if you want, I can do cannelloni with some mozzarella.

Mama, you know Valentino is allergic to that stuff.

Ah, well, he won't be coming after all.

Did you know he's having dinner with lovely Agata?

Is that why you're so upset? Jeez, what did Agata even do to you?

What hasn't she done? Val is fixated.

Mama, give it a rest.

I called him earlier to get him to come.

Nothing. My son sent me straight to voicemail.

Mama, Valentino's a man, you know.

Why now? Now of all times.

I waited for you to break up with that loser.

Now I'm losing my son to Agata.

Why don't you use his name? Salvo.

Calm down, Mama, okay?

If you keep freaking out, I won't come over tonight.

Or I'll just make sure to bring my own quinoa and vegetables.

All right.

So will you at least eat the donut cake?

You can't be that cruel now.

And once again, our Sicily delivers a mountain of surprises this fine morning,

along with death and agony.

Surely, you will all remember the brutal murder of Mr. Gambino,

the Mafia accountant who was in the process of repenting.

Well, it seems someone has decided

to break into this cursed and blood-stained home,

searching for things we do not know or understand,

forcing the police to return and discover a singular internal bunker

probably used for smuggling.

We filmed this secret room in great detail

exclusively for hungry viewers like you at home.

Let's play it.

And as you can see, this secret room has many stories to tell you.

- It can shed light on... - Whoa!

What the hell are you thinking, Sergione? Excuse me.

You can't expect 50 bucks to buy you taping rights.

You can't be for real.

Like I'm sure you viewers have considered,

Gambino must've been hiding something in here.

No, I told you to put the camera down.

Hey, that's where he was keeping my money.

- ...into trouble. - Goddamn.

You have no right to tell us that we don't belong here.

- Now move it or else! - Are you even listening to me?

Reach out to Primo Sale

and tell him he has to speed it up

so we can find who killed Gambino and those two men

before the police can find him.

Padre Santissimo,

may I remind you that Primo Sale's still in jail?

Uh-huh.

As you just saw in the legally obtained

and exclusive footage we shot just for you,

so many outsiders are avoiding the true questions here.

So what do you think about these suspicious murders?

What was the murderer after?

No answers are available

as to what could've been hidden deep in these walls.

But what remains? The afterlife.

And what's the role of Padre Santissimo in all of this?

Where is he now?

And what could he be plotting?

Detectives are currently searching

trying to figure out all the answers to these mind-boggling mysteries.

Right now, everything is still shrouded in a dark and thick cloud...

So be it.

...mystery all the more disturbing.

However, what's also disturbing

is the fearful air people are breathing in this city,

where even birds have stopped singing,

people have stopped walking,

and children have stopped playing.

Of course, we ask ourselves, terrified and unsure,

should we expect more killings around here?

No idea.

My humble people, I will let you know.

Now, there's much for me to do. On to the studio.

Death makes us feel hopeless, especially when it's good people who die.

Both men killed today were fathers and devoted husbands,

working hard every day for their families.

Their spirits live on.

They are eternal.

And rest assured, the love that they had for their family

can only lead to endless love in return, as Dante said.

Viewers, Bellomo must leave you.

Back to the studio.

So genius.

- What can you tell us? - They're deceased.

I'd bet 100 bucks

these two men have nothing to do with the Mafia or the murder of Gambino.

Since they came in here despite the seals, they deserved to die.

And you? Nothing to say?

Forget about that and hurry things up!

Honestly!

INCOMING CALL AGATA LOVE

My God, he's rejecting me again?

Do you want some cheese? Oh, no, I forgot.

That's right. You can't have this kind of thing.

Padre Santissimo,

since we've been here all this time, you should take this advice.

People will eventually come to find us here.

Then you'll have to kill even more people. You should kill us now while it's simple.

Don't you... Don't you ever shut up?

Padre Santissimo, it's not true at all. It's not convenient for you to kill us.

We... We happen to have heard you talking about needing information

about the murder of Gambino and those two men who were shot.

We, uh... Can you believe that we can get that for you?

We have a real advantage,

because Valentino lives with Commissioner Scalia.

Maybe he's lost it. Uh, Padre Santissimo, don't listen to him.

I'll tell you something. You should shoot us right here, got it?

- And make sure he goes first. - But I...

Should you follow my instructions...

- No, it can't be done because... - Forget about that. He's Padre Santissimo.

Forget and listen.

Should you follow my instructions...

I insist that we can't help you, so...

- Do not talk. Stop it. - This decision is all mine.

Let's say I believe a single word out of your mouth. Yeah?

I'd need to make sure you won't double-cross.

- Uh-huh, precisely. - Well, Padre Santissimo...

Uh, hey, hey, hey, hey.

I'm giving you my word of honor here.

And when a Sicilian man gives his word of honor,

you better not doubt him because you know he means it.

And what would guarantee that you maintain this so-called word of honor?

Ah.

Why the...

Make it make sense. We are at this point. Now we're casting doubt on me?

I am unbelievably offended.

Uh, well, if that's what you guys think, then what am I even doing here?

No, I'm out. I'm out of it!

You're not leaving yet.

Mm.

Ah.

- My eyes have been opened. - Oh.

Now it's time for me and my very own word of honor

to tell you that you two will leave here

and pass the night in your homes safe and secure.

Of course, I'll expect you to spy on the cop, yeah?

Thank you. Thank you, Padre Santissimo.

Padre Santissimo, let me pour you more wine, huh?

Can you believe they bought it? Soon as we get the hell away from here,

we'll turn 'em in for sure.

- Padre Santissimo, what is... - Take it easy. Don't worry about it.

- Yeah, yeah, we're here. Move it. - Finally.

Mama!

I'm smelling a lot of burnt garlic in here?

Okay, I know that already.

Useless Thing here hasn't learned to pan-fry yet.

Care to say what on earth you've done this time?

Why me? I'm innocent.

Mama, please. Don't worry. It's gonna be okay.

Salvo, uh...

I remember. Is this the house your grandfather left you?

Uh... yeah.

And you gave your word that you would restore it to all its former glory.

And I will, but...

Well, after all,

I guess I shouldn't be too shocked. You've never kept your word before.

- Oh. - Oh, come on. That's not true.

That's just not true.

Never believe anything that this man promises,

'cause he doesn't have an ounce of honor.

I know, ma'am. I know that already.

But now I've got you here.

Pardon me. Padre Santissimo.

No, now I can't exactly say it's been a pleasure coming to meet you here.

Oh, excuse me. I apologize if my men were too rough with you along the way.

Well, it's only natural

if they learned manners from the likes of you.

See, I brought you here to provide me with a certain insurance.

- Padre Santissimo. - And uh...

I've got all the groceries you wanted,

and over there are extra clothes for you and Tonino.

And quit leaving all of your pills behind for your diabetes.

Remember to take one, huh?

I already spoke with the doctor.

Don't mind them, dear. Like I was saying, you're here because...

Padre Santissimo, since you don't seem to need me,

I should get back to my bakery. It gets packed this time of day.

Same here, Padre Santissimo. I have to finish painting a client's house today.

Filoncino, forget about your bakery.

Picasso, put the brush down. Make it happen another day.

Ma'am...

I can truly assure you

that I have an agreement with your son and his friend here.

And as soon as I get the information,

then you will be returned home right away

and this unpleasant adventure will be only a distant memory.

And you two, as I promised,

can go on and return to your houses.

Don't you see I actually keep my word?

Mama, there's no need to worry. Just stay calm. I will save you.

My heart is broken.

You already hurt me by choosing Agata.

Mama, we already talked about this.

Hey, calm down there.

Always respect your mother.

You gotta remember she's the only mom you're ever gonna get.

Thank you.

And he deserves way, way, way better than her.

Take care now.

Also, in the kitchen, I left a potato omelet.

You can eat it tonight, okay?

Of course, if you don't finish it, what should you do?

You take some cling film, you wrap it up nicely,

and put it in the fridge, okay?

And that way, you can always finish it tomorrow at lunch, yeah?

After all, the colder, the tastier. And tomorrow at breakfast...

You know I...

I get that you don't give a shit what happens to your ex-mother-in-law.

No!

So killing her is a favor for you.

Can you stop it? I love her a whole lot, okay?

My one rule, though,

no soda or carbonation while I'm gone. You'll get gassy.

And they're bad for you.

You know, I did try to find someone to kidnap to keep you in line too.

- Yeah? - There was no one.

Right.

Know why that is?

Because you're all alone.

So as soon as you leave here,

you might be tempted to go to the police station.

Where's this coming from? I promise there's no way I'll do that.

But if you do get us arrested,

know that we can kill you anytime from jail just as easily.

Well, I have no reason to doubt you, hm?

So you understand, then.

- Be careful, okay? - You too. Be careful, Mama.

- Tonino. - Yeah?

Will you promise not to do anything to my mama?

Sure.

Trust me.

My son, is...

is this the one who stutters when he's telling lies?

Go on.

Go on.

Both of you, in front of me.

All right, kids.

This is for you.

And for you.

Don't turn them on until you're far from here.

You morons! How are you so unbelievably idiotic?!

You cannot just treat this job

like some hobby you use to, uh, pass the time away!

Padre Santissimo, there's no need to get so angry.

Please, you know the doctor said you have to watch for your diabetes.

You already talked to the doctor?!

Then you can tell him if he mentions it again,

he's a fuck head!

Because of you, Mama is in danger.

They're the ones in danger with your mother.

But you lied when you told them I was living with Agata.

Hey, you're about to move in together. It makes sense to use it to our advantage.

You know, I'm terrible at lying to her, don't you?

Pick that up for me, all right? I can't answer it.

- It's Agata. - Oh my God.

Remember to be careful what you say to her.

Fake it a while.

Beautiful Agata.

Vale! Finally, you answer!

Do you even have any idea how many times I tried to call you today?

Uh, yeah, sorry.

The place I was working had a very bad signal.

Fine, but let me know next time, okay?

Listen. You're not free, are you?

I'm gonna pick up Robertino.

I'd like for you to come with me, but if not, I get it.

No, I think I'll be working for a while.

I'm so excited to see you later.

And I'm so excited too.

Anyways, I should really go now. Ciao. Ciao. Ciao. Ciao. Ciao.

Have you lost it, acting like that? Have you forgotten she's a policewoman?

- She'll see right through you. - No, but I can't do it.

- No, you have to. - I just can't!

But you have to! Please, man. Come on.

Sell it by going over to Agata

and force yourself to act like everything's fine.

- Very well, I'll go. - Okay, thank you.

- But I will tell her everything. - Please! Please, Valentino!

Please, for me, okay? You are not thinking clearly.

No, she deserves the truth from me!

- Agata, there's something I have to tell... - Yo, Agata!

By chance, I was just passing by,

and since I saw Valentino standing out here,

well, I figured you wouldn't mind, huh? Huh?

You figured right. I don't mind, in fact.

Since you're alone, we would love to keep you company.

And what's this about me being alone? What are you trying to say?

Nothing. But aren't you separated?

And what about it? I'm actually happy to be separated.

The solo life is unbelievable.

Beautiful home. Congratulations.

The colors fit together well.

How sweet.

Mm.

All right, you guys, today you'll meet my Roberto.

Ah.

Please remember not to mention my job while he's around.

Uh, not even if it's about those men killed today at Gambino's?

It's basically on everybody's mind.

- But she just... - Exactly. You absolutely cannot.

Okay. Remember, no work talk.

Anyway, Salvo, uh, I was thinking you two might have something in common.

Oh yeah? So what's that?

He can't stop watching those silly television drama shows.

- Ah. Nice. - Here you are, my sweet little man.

- So? - Mama?

I'm not okay with you seeing a guy like this.

He's probably too stupid. That's why he's laughing.

Um, no, my love.

No, the one laughing is Salvo.

This is Valentino.

Hi there, Robertino. So nice to meet you.

Valentino. Ciao.

Mama, you definitely deserve someone better than these two.

Fact. That's a fact.

Yeah.

I'm just saying the kid's basically right.

Oh, well. Uh, Robertino,

your mom was telling us you're a fan of drama TV shows, like me.

If that's the case, you must've watched The Touch of the Killer.

That one's amazing.

Not that old-people's show.

Old people? It's old. It's for old people.

I'm watching one called The Body Language.

Ah, how interesting. And what is it about again?

An inspector uses body language to identify all the killers.

He's a true master of observation.

Hm, well, that's interesting.

I'll have to check that one out also.

Bullshit!

You lowered your eyes and slightly bit your lip when you said that.

You'll have to excuse him. He's a bit tired from the journey.

I've got the, uh, table set up. Hm?

You too, dear.

And he's tired? Can you imagine him rested?

Mama?

It's your best daughter.

Mama?

Where are you?

Mrs. Antonietta, be sure to be as convincing as possible

so I won't be in a difficult position. Go ahead.

Hi, honey.

Mama, did you go out?

Um, yeah, I went out.

So what about our dinner?

Oh, I had to go, my love.

Um, something major came up. Sorry.

But you left a giant mess here in the kitchen,

and when I walked in, the water was on.

Um, because someone came to pick me up at the last minute,

so I had no choice but to, uh, clear out.

So I'm... So I'm... at my friend Graziella's

for an urgent matter.

But who's Graziella?

Graziella, a friend from my childhood.

We're more like sisters.

I see. That Graziella.

Well, I didn't know you two still hung out together.

She can't bear it, staying like this.

It's because her oldest slept around and fell in love.

And it's... It's so lonely.

And how old is the oldest?

Well, not even 50.

I've had enough of you already.

Tell me more later. I have to get going, okay?

No, no, no, don't worry. I'm okay. Okay, then.

Bye-bye, my darling.

So, I'll need to make just one more phone call.

One. One minute.

My apologies.

No more phone calls for today.

Tonino, the basil is missing, and the sauce is on the stove already.

The basil shouldn't be going in until the heat is turned off.

Otherwise, it will lose its fragrance.

So turn off the fire so you can add the basil.

And then you can close the pot.

Mama, how come you're forcing yourself to be with a guy like that?

Didn't you tell me you were gonna help cut the appetizers?

Yeah? Go on.

Please, Vale. Please don't be stupid about it.

I'm sure you get my horrible position, but your mama.

Your wonderful, innocent mother.

You can't play with her life like this. Her life is a risk.

- Hey, you answer it. - How come?

- It's Ester. - I'm not gonna do that. It's been forever.

Answer it, because I know I can't lie to my sister.

So just pick it up already!

Hello? Ester, what do you need?

Salvo? I'm trying to reach Valentino?

Oh, I stole his phone and left him in a hole.

No, I'm with him right now.

He's just in the bathroom and can't come to the phone.

Oh, very well, then. I'm okay talking to you.

Hm, yeah.

I mean, we haven't spoken in forever.

I know.

Are you good?

I'm flourishing.

Everything is wonderful. Never been happier in my life.

- Good. I'm happy to hear it. - Yeah.

You wouldn't believe the night I had.

I didn't sleep a wink last night.

Barely slept.

But why? Did something happen?

I started watching The Look of the Killer.

Oh.

It's so full of drama.

Oh yeah?

You've... started it too?

Yes. Well...

I mean, it depends on the night 'cause I can't always find the time

'cause so much is going on.

Pubs, dance clubs, friends, lots of girlfriends... Uh...

There's tons and tons of girlfriends.

A ton of girlfriends who... who never wanna let go of me.

Oh, so to continue, did you need Valentino for some reason?

- I can tell him when he gets back. - Oh, no, nothing.

I called because Mama invited me over, so I go and she's not there.

And when I tried to call her, she said some strange things.

No, your mama's always strange.

She's strange to you when she sounds normal.

But maybe Valentino knows something I don't.

I don't think so.

But it's fine. I'll tell him, okay?

I have to hang up now. I've got a date at a luxury spa

with an ornately prepared spread

with my many girlfriends, of course. Yeah.

We're also totally nude.

So being nude, we're doing a lot of nude things.

They literally just told me to come and play with them. So, okay?

Congrats, then.

- My bad. - It's no trouble whatsoever.

Ciao. Ciao, ciao, ciao.

I'm so done with telling these terrible stories.

It's always better to tell the truth.

And poor Agata. No more of this.

And what exactly is this truth you've been needing to tell me?

And pronto. Just spit it out.

Agata,

Salvo doesn't want me to tell you this.

But my heart is telling me I need to.

FRAMED!