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Help!

Help!

Help! Help! Help!

Help us!

Police! Help!

Help!

Hello?

Where is it?

All right, we'll be right there.

Lojacono, were you sleeping?

There was a murder in via Verdi 32.

Thank you.

Well.

- Get in! - Can't you go slow?

- Murder in the middle of the night. - Yup.

This time we are authorized to investigate. Slow down.

Don't worry.

Gentlemen, pass!

- Good evening. - Good evening, Inspector.

- Where is the victim? - In the car.

Oh mama!

- Who's that lady? - The owner of the house.

Let's ensure that those people don't enter, thank you.

Commissioner, how scary!

I'm an inspector, madam.

They could have shot us too!

Thankfully that didn't happen.

I'm Inspector Lojacono and he's Special Agent Aragona.

- Who was the victim? - Anthony.

- Please make yourselves comfortable. - Thank you.

Poor Anthony!

My goodness!

- Poor Antonio! - Excuse Us.

- Good evening, ma'am. - Good evening.

So, take it easy.

- What is Antonio's surname? - Anthony...

- What was Antonio's name? - Not Antonio, Vincenzo.

His name was Vincent.

I don't remember the surname.

He had been working for us for less than a month.

- Never mind. - You always talk.

- What was his job? - The driver.

Very good person.

The best driver we've had.

What a tragedy, Inspector! What a pity!

Calmly tell us what you saw.

We were returning from Pupetta Ponticelli's house.

We have a Lawyer brother and we met him at the "Procida" hotel in Vomero.

Did you hear from the inspector? Tell us calmly.

We are not interested in Pupetta.

- Let's try to remain calm. - What bad manners!

Sorry, but my sister is very upset.

We were pulling the car into the driveway.

Jacinta, let me talk.

You speak.

We drove the car into the driveway.

As we usually do.

Then we got out of the car and went into the house.

Antonio had to close the gate.

His name was Vincent.

Try to tell me what you saw.

We heard the shot and ran out.

We saw a motorbike with two men dressed in black.

This is important information.

I'm sorry but my sister is wrong.

One of them had a gray shirt.

No, but when ever!

The shirt was black. Both shirts were black.

One was black and one was gray.

The color of the shirt doesn't really matter.

We are interested in knowing if you have seen their faces.

Ah! No...

I did, she can't see well.

What are you saying?

How did you see them if they had helmets!

- The helmets? Did they have helmets? - Yes, they had helmets.

The coroner has arrived.

Aragona, you continue with the ladies.

- We'll see you later. - Thank you, Lojacono.

So, let's try to piece this together.

- Take it easy. - Yup.

- Good evening. - Hi, I'm Sartori.

- Inspector Lojacono. - He's had a good shot.

- The entrance hole is at the nape of the neck. - Apparently there were two, on motorbikes.

The classic execution.

- Lojacono, the coffee. - No thanks.

You drink too much coffee in this city.

Officer, come and get some coffee.

Clues? What's new?

We have two elderly, somewhat confused sisters.

They saw a motorcycle coming, no license plates...

- They're really crazy! - Here I am, doctor.

Officer, have a coffee and eat something.

Thank you Sir.

- I have to ask you for a favor. - Under your orders, doctor.

My car battery ran flat last night.

I had to sleep here. It needs to be sorted out...

I'll take care of it, don't worry. The mechanic is nearby..

- Thank you. - Excuse me.

Tonight I'm going to Rome to see Ernesto.

I take the 6pm train and come back tomorrow morning.

Why doesn't he ever come here?

He can't leave the hospital.

That's not true, he just doesn't want to know us.

- You don't want to commit. - No it's not that.

He's coming here next month so you will get to meet him.

- I really want to meet him. - I hope you don't sleep with him.

I sleep in the hotel, as always.

- If you want, you can check. - I'm saying this for you.

Men are only interested in one thing, you know.

Thank you for reminding me.

The murder took place in the courtyard...

Romano, Di Nardo, take a seat.

We've just begun. So, I repeat:

the murder took place at 1.50 am, in the courtyard

of a building belonging to the Filangeri sisters.

The victim was their driver.

Vincenzo Ramaglia, 47, married with one daughter.

A very good person to hear the ladies.

The Filangeris went home with the victim.

They were already at home when two people arrived on motorbikes

- and shot the driver. - Have the shells been found?

No, just one shot to the back of the head.

Did forensics examine the bullet?

Not yet but Martone is working on it.

- Did the ladies see anything? - Their account is confused.

They drove us crazy.

- Sorry, Lojacono. - Yup.

But did the Filangeris say that he was a good person?

The best driver they ever had.

Thank god!

Ramaglia Vincenzo, sentenced to eight years

in prison for drug dealing and possession.

-He got out of jail six months ago. - I am pleased too.

Aragona, we have to go back to the Filangeri ladies.

Let's hope they've calmed down.

Eight years in prison? How is it possible?

He looked so nice, didn't he, Jacinta?

Never a bad word, always kind.

- A decent person. - Take a seat.

- Thank you. - Please Please.

How did you hire him? Who recommended him to you?

- The doorman of the building opposite. - But when ever!

No!

The name of Vincenzo had been given to us by Don Nicola.

When we have to take on

servants, we always ask the parish.

Clelia, you are wrong.

We asked Don Nicola but he didn't have anyone.

Ah, that's right!

I was mistaken.

Vincenzo's name was given to us by Mimì Barone.

- The lawyer! - But what Baron!

- He died two months ago. - It is true.

Sir, sorry. If we don't go to the asylum, let's

make sure that when you remember it, you tell us.

Young man, calm down. We are not at the market here.

You are right, but you have to make an effort to remember.

There is no need because we have a good memory.

- Very good. - It shows!

What do you want to know?

Have you noticed any strange things? A meeting on the street...

- A phone call, a stranger? - You understand?

Have you noticed anything strange lately?

A phone call, a stranger?

I heard.

We have perfect hearing.

- Of course! - That?

- I didn't talk. - In any case...

Vincenzo has never done anything strange.

He was normal, very normal.

Normal.

We'll get out of your way.

If something comes to mind, give us a call.

- Certainly. - We know the way.

- Thank you. - Goodbye.

Don't you have another helper? He is obnoxious.

This is what they gave me. Be well, again.

- Goodbye. - Goodbye.

- Lojacono, what did she tell you? - Forget it.

The Filangeri family is an important family.

The grandfather was royal commissioner at the beginning of the last century.

It seems that the two sisters are out of their minds.

Indeed they are at their age.

But they were reckless in hiring people like that.

It almost got them killed too.

- Who's on the case? - Lojacono and Aragon.

It's a simple case, we should close it soon.

I think so too.

Ramaglia's murder will be a settlement of scores.

Just dig into those environments and you will find the culprit.

We will dig.

Who put these complaints in my drawer?

- What complaints are they? - Before there were four,

now they have become eight. Who put them there?

- Give them to me, I'll take care of them. - Who put them there?

There's an asshole here who wants to screw me over.

- Why are you looking at me? - Here are the smart arses

like you who investigate murders and those who

know how to work have to stay in the office.

- Am I the jerk? - You got it!

That's enough!

What a beautiful scene!

I just told the commissioner you're getting along.

Get back to work.

I don't want to see these scenes in here anymore.

You're a team now, okay?

Romano, your complaints.

To work.

Are you already at the hotel?

All right, I'll join you.

I understand you have a new case.

Yes, why are you asking me?

Because I see it when you're worried.

I understand it from how you eat. You discarded the peas tonight.

So you have some problem.

When you're happy instead, you go for the everything.

You're amazing.

I've been doing this job for 20 years.

People let themselves go when they eat.

And I look at it, I understand a lot of things.

I majored in psychology here.

When I need help, I will come to you.

- How have you been doing for the past year? - ok...

- Is the case that complicated? - No, it's not for the case.

- I'm worried about my daughter. - What happened?

She doesn't study

she doesn't go to school, she messes up...

And all this is told to me by my ex-wife.

I keep calling but she doesn't answer me.

Giuseppe, I don't have children so I can't advise you.

But when I was a daughter, I was angry with my

father because he had gone to work in Germany.

It's not a crime to be an emigrant, is it?

You are not to blame for what happened either.

How did it end up with your father?

That growing up without him I became stronger.

In the end I loved him very much.

I don't want Marinella to grow up without me.

But she won't give up on her father, don't worry.

You are a special person, she will notice it too.

Don't think about it anymore, drink a nice glass of wine.

A little wine takes away all bad thoughts.

- Drink. - I'm drinking?

I'm drinking.

Good.

Dad, seriously?

Did they leave the boss on the balcony all night?

He had gone to smoke.

They locked him out, he didn't have a cell phone.

What a fool!

- Francesco, how's work going? - How do you expect it to go

in that shitty place?

- Honey, it's almost 10pm. - Yeah, I get it.

Mom, will you have dessert?

- Francesco has to wake up early. - Yes, I'll take it right away.

- Your going? - Of course.

- Can you pass me the plate, please? - Have dessert

not when this pain in the ass has to go.

Here is the cake.

Did you get the dessert with cream?

- Why, you... - You don't like cream?

No, it gives me heartburn.

But maybe my wife forgot.

Let's go home.

- Excuse us. - No do not worry.

Goodbye.

I'm going, I have the train in half an hour.

- When will we see each other again? - We made a deal, didn't we?

- Agreements can be broken. - No, better not.

If you want, I'll come to Naples next time.

Don't insist, I'll get in touch.

Are you with someone or are you married?

I'm free as air but I prefer it this way.

Come on, stay.

I can't, I'm late for work.

I'm sorry.

- Bye. - Bye.

For me Vincenzo died when he went to jail.

Was there anyone mad at him?

In truth, since he had returned he had been quiet.

I told him if he made any more

trouble, I'd kick him out of the house.

And I told him to get a job.

Do you know how he was hired by the Filangeri sisters?

No I do not know.

I no longer asked him anything.

I was tired of hearing lies.

Your husband did eight years in prison for drugs, not

because he sold peanuts. Something must have known.

I never got involved.

Vincenzo wasn't like that when we got married.

He was a good guy.

Then came the drugs, the easy money...

- Hello, Rose. - Good morning.

These are the cops investigating.

- Hello, Rose. - Hello.

We're looking for whoever killed your father.

- Have you got any ideas? - No.

My father had many enemies.

Did you know any?

I was 10 when he went to jail.

I didn't want to know anything more. I was ashamed of him.

Were you ashamed?

I was also ashamed to say that my name was Ramaglia.

Then people asked me if I was Vincenzo's daughter.

And everyone looked at me wrong.

What did I have to do with what my father did?

I understand your state of mind but now you have to concentrate.

Do you have a hunch about who may have killed him?

I told you...

My father had many enemies and I don't know them.

But there is one now that I think about it.

There is one.

Ramaglia, before going to jail, was a maverick.

There are no close relationships with Camorra families.

It may be that he had relationships with various gangs.

It has also been eight years.

We don't have a precise gang to investigate.

We have several.

Boss, he's a nigger. The killer is a black.

Not even when you report do you speak correctly?

Can you use the term "black man"? Thank you.

- Lojacono, what happened? - Ramaglia's daughter

she told us weeks ago a black

man stopped by to talk to her father.

The father got pissed and took him outside.

Her daughter saw them arguing through the window.

- Good. - And two days later

she saw the same man pass by their house again.

That's enough. We have to find the man.

- Did the girl describe him? - Yup.

- Blacks are all the same. - Yes, even the racists.

He said he was stocky, with pigtails

- or dreads, as they call them. - Thank god.

We have something to identify him.

- We agree, what's going on? - What are you looking for?

Someone who was arrested with him eight years ago.

Maybe there's a colored one. Here they are!

- How many? - You're in addition to Ramaglia.

- They're all white. - Indeed.

What if this black guy had met him in jail?

Well done, Roman. Good idea!

You and Aragona look into it...

Are you working.

We'll still be busy for a few more months.

Have you done the exams?

And when? I'm at the police station from morning to night.

I knew you would use the job as an excuse.

You have to take the exams.

You have to get checked every six months.

- If you cure it, the cancer goes away. - That's right there.

- It doesn't bother me. - It is not true.

How many times in a day do you go to pee?

It's an opportunity to get up from my desk.

- I stretch. - You exasperate me!

I don't understand why you don't want to cure cancer.

- You want to die? - No.

So?

Let me sit down for a while.

Now I'll tell you something that will worry you.

Then have fun!

I talk to Carmen.

In the evening I come home, go to

the bedroom and talk to her aloud.

As if she were there.

Sometimes I seem to hear the answer.

- Is it serious? - No.

This is not serious.

I also talk to God from time to time.

It's a bit like talking to yourself.

I had thought about it.

- Come in. - May I?

Doctor Martone, good evening.

Agent Alex DiNardo. Have you already met?

- No, I'd say no. - Nice to meet you.

- Lojacono, I have news. - Good?

It depends on your point of view. For me it is.

We were able to trace the weapon used

from the barrel rifling left on the bullet.

Who might that not be good news for?

For those who prefer easy cases and this is not it.

It's not because the weapon is a revolver.

As a result, no shell casings were found.

This is a bullet from a .38 special.

- You know about weapons? - I like them.

And then from the weapons it is possible to trace the profile of those who use them.

And who can we trace from a 38 special?

It could belong to an enthusiast.

It's not a weapon used by common criminals.

I don't see a drug dealer with a revolver.

Unless it just happened to happen to him.

- Maybe it was stolen. -It could.

- You're good, Di Nardo. - Great reasoning.

- Did you find other things? - The autopsy isn't over.

We know for sure that he died with one shot.

No sign of a struggle, no contact with the killer.

- A real execution. - If there's any news, I'll call you.

- Thanks, good job. - You too.

- Hello, it was a pleasure. - Until next time.

- Shall I close it? - No, let's leave it open.

Samuel Buqar, 52 years old.

Sentenced to two years for drug dealing.

He was moved from the general population because he got into a fight

- with Ramaglia. -And when did he get out?

- Two months before Ramaglia. - Nice job, right?

The killer served on a silver platter.

- We did a good job. - You are a beautiful couple.

Now we have to show the photo to Ramaglia's

daughter and the Filangeri sisters.

Maybe they saw Ramaglia meeting with Buqar.

However there is drugs behind this murder.

That revolver is not a drug dealer's gun.

Right!

Romano, you were right to talk to the prison director.

- Well done. - Thank you.

Telephone answering service.

Love, it's me.

I just got back and you're not here.

Are you still mad about last night?

Listen...

Tonight I wanted to celebrate something that happened at work.

I got a bottle...

What shitty TV programs!

Only nude and perverted dancers! What rubbish!

- Why don't you change the channel? - It's for your mother.

- She likes songs. - Change it, I'm sleeping anyway.

It's Ernesto, he says goodnight to me.

Yes, it looks like him.

He has the same round face.

Sorry, I had a mishap.

The mishap of sleep.

Ok then? Did she recognize him?

If you kept sleeping, you were doing everyone a favor.

Don't interrupt the young lady.

Are you sure this is the man you saw arguing with his father?

I'm a serious person and I don't want to get anyone in trouble.

This looks like him to me.

- Buqar? Are you Buqar? - Yup.

We've been told this is your favorite pastime.

- What did I do? - We want to know too.

They told us you knew Ramaglia.

We were like brothers Vincenzo and I.

We went to prison together.

When I heard he was dead, I prayed for him.

I am moved.

Did you fight because you were brothers?

Don't brothers also fight.

Prison makes you fight but then we made up.

Why did you go to his house?

Why are you asking me all these questions?

Hey!

You don't think I did anything to him!

Do you have an alibi? Where were you the night between last Tuesday and Wednesday?

I don't know about you, but I sleep at night.

I have no family, I sleep alone.

- Is it a crime to sleep alone? - No, but you don't have an alibi.

I didn't kill Ramaglia.

It's true that we fought each

other in prison, but over a silly thing:

I asked him to put in a good word for me

- to get me back in the loop. -He wasn't out of the loop?

He said so.

He worked for two old ladies, he was a driver.

Maybe he was there to kill them and get their money.

- Anyway, don't get me started. - No, go ahead.

The fact is that those with such a bad past don't change their lives.

Sooner or later the past comes back.

And this is what happened to Vincenzo in my opinion.

And what was Ramaglia's past called?

Do you know a boss he reported to?

There would be many names.

- Too many to name just one. - Do you have a firearms licence?

Come on.

We're taking you away now, do I put you in handcuffs or are you coming peacefully?

Take it.

- Where are you? - We're in the kitchen.

Hello.

Love.

But you are very good!

But what do you want to become?

Mom, mom, mom...

- Mom... - Mom's back.

- I am here. - Everything OK?

- Yes, everything is fine. You? - What have you bought?

The arancini.

I bought two each, but then I eat one.

- Riccardo likes them a lot. - But they hurt him.

And you're on a diet, why throw away the efforts made?

I don't lose any weight anyway.

In life you need constancy, I've told you a thousand times.

I had prepared boiled cod.

It is good for everyone to slip up from time to time.

Not to me and not even to Riccardo.

You do it, who's stopping you? I have to go out.....

- Paul! - Oh!

- Welcome. How are you? - Fine you?

It's a pleasure to see you.

You are a flower compared to the last time we met.

Six months ago I was undercover! Come, we eat well here.

Good.

So... the good news.

Carmelo Lo Monaco, your cursed informer has

been called to testify in a Mafia trial.

And?

Rumors say he would like to retract.

And when an informer begins to retract,

he almost always retracts everything.

If he retracts, the previous statements will be invalidated.

I don't want to think about this story anymore.

stop it! You have to come out of this story with your head held high.

Why do you have this attitude?

- You didn't even report him! - It's no use.

The prosecutor's office boxes are full of complaints.

- What does it mean? - Eh, what does that mean?

They are full of reports of thefts, robberies, murders...

In your opinion we shouldn't report anything anymore.

So let's get robbed, let's all get killed.

Justice doesn't exist anyway.

- Then with the job you do... - That's not what I meant.

I say that in my case it is useless.

I don't want to fall back into that hole there anymore.

I have seen my life, my family, my job collapse.

For me it was like an earthquake.

I woke up in the rubble.

I will never forget Marinella's face

- when she found out. - I understand, but...

Let me finish.

In the morning I wake up with a single purpose:

forget this story.

Do you understand why I don't want to hear about Lo Monaco?

I get it, but I hope you can change your mind.

- Your tough, huh? - Yup.

- Here is the Cobbler's Chicken. - Thank you.

- You are welcome. - Thank you.

- Enjoy your meal. - Thank you.

- Then let's change the subject. - Here, it's better.

Why don't you get together with Letizia? She is a beautiful woman!

- We're just great friends. - You're an idiot!

- Thank you. - You should fall in love.

It would do you good. See what I try!

Eat the Cobbler's.

You warm up, huh?

I swear I didn't kill Ramaglia.

You don't have an alibi.

You were angry with Ramaglia because he didn't do you a favor.

- What favor are we talking about? - I already said it.

I asked him to put in a good word for me.

- With whom? - With one of the bosses.

With Gennaro Castrovetere, for example.

The boss inside.

He knew him, what did it cost him to recommend me?

- Gennaro Castrovetere? - That's important.

The drugs of half of Naples are still controlled by him.

Did Ramaglia work for him before being arrested?

For him and for many others. He was a son of a bitch!

He didn't do you a favor and you killed him?

No.

Whoever killed Ramaglia arrived on a motorcycle

- and you happen to have a motorcycle. - Mine is a wreck.

I didn't kill him.

We found a Glock 17 on you.

-Do you also have a revolver? - I don't have a gun shop.

Your situation is not simple.

Find a lawyer, I can't lift the detention.

Doctor Martone.

Yup.

We'll be right there.

Thank you.

Mr Buqar, you can go. We're done for today.

- I can leave? - Yes. Stay available.

You will have to answer for the possession of an unauthorized weapon.

All right.

There is some important news.

The body of another person killed with the

same gun that killed Ramaglia was involved.

They found him last night.

This is the bullet that killed him.

Look here.

You can see the rifling of the barrel.

This is the bullet that killed Ramaglia.

The rifling is the same. Check.

The gun he fired is the same, there's no doubt about it.

A 38 Special revolver.

Di Nardo is right, the gun is important in this case.

- Who is the dead man? - Capono Cosimo, 45 years old.

Bouncer in a nightclub.

He was killed in the alley behind the club.

- Witnesses? - Nobody.

Or rather, there is a witness but he is not considered reliable.

He is a homeless man who said he saw a green car

- going through the area. - Why doesn't he count?

He was drunk.

He said a green dragon with

a white head was driving it.

His BAC was throughthe roof on the breathalyzer.

- Thank you, doctor. - And now?

Now let's start over.

- All the best. - You too.

- Good job. - Thank you.

Goodbye.

Di Nardo?

Don't you reply to your messages... or are you too busy with guns?

Excuse me.

You will also deal with the Capuano murder.

All right.

The gun that killed Ramaglia and Capuano is the same.

The two murders are related.

Buqar was in custody when Capuano was killed.

This does not exclude that he may have killed Ramaglia.

Buqar seemed like a poor man to me.

How many killers look like poor people?

Whoever killed Ramaglia also killed Capuano.

It is essential to find the link between Capuano and Ramaglia.

- Because the link is there. - So we'll find the killer.

Ma'am, the house of Cosimo Capuano?

- That one, over there. - Thank you.

Go.

What kind of place is this?

- What did Capuano do? - He was a bouncer.

He is unmarried and without relatives.

He must have done something wrong to someone.

Definitely someone he kicked out.

- But what kind of life is this? -That's what he did.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

We're here about the Capuano murder.

- Of whom, Cosimo? -Did you know him?

Of course, everyone here knew him.

- Were you friends? - No chance never!

- Cosimo had no friends. - Because?

He was a good bouncer, he liked hitting people.

-So he had many enemies. - I don't know who killed him.

- I have absolutely no idea. - Do you know if anyone might know??

Maybe Armando. He always hangs around here.

But he also sees the Madonna with what she drinks!

We found this at Cosimo's house.

Did he know he was dealing?

I don't want to know anything about that stuff.

But we do.

Either he tells us where he got it or who knows.

- Come on! - Carmen Mariano?

Carmen!

You can leave.

- Guys, come on! - Did you train with Cosimo?

- So? - Let's find out who killed him.

- Did you know him well? - Very well.

Was he a friend of yours? -I was his only friend.

Did he give you the stuff or did you pay for it?

What stuff? I've never paid for anything.

- Cosimo was good with me. We don't care about gifts from him.

We want to know if he was dealing and where he got the stuff.

He said no!

- You are scared? - No.

- Yes. - Give us a name.

We can help you.

I'm sorry they killed Cosimo, I loved him.

- Yes, we understand that. - A name.

I don't know the name.

The ones he met always changed.

They were all from the Castrovetere family.

Thank you.

Goodbye thanks.

We have got one step further.

We have a thread that unites Ramaglia to Capuano.

This thread leads directly to Gennaro Castrovetere.

They both knew him and maybe worked for him.

The Castroveteres replaced the Micheluccis ten years ago.

They have become very powerful.

When Gennaro Castrovetere was arrested,

his son took over from his father.

It is likely that the father commands from prison.

I remember Castrovetere.

When it came to killing, he didn't waste time.

If he had to punish one of his, he didn't think twice.

Maybe he was the one who ordered the murders of Ramaglia and Capuano.

Castrovetere, they want you.

- Good morning. - Castrovetere, finally!

I don't like interviews, especially

when I don't ask for them.

But this time your going to enjoy it.

- What do you want? - News on Ramaglia and Capuano.

- Ramaglia was an asshole. -He worked for you?

He was a whore, he had worked with everyone.

Then he got in between my people and got himself arrested.

He blew open my organization.

You wanted to know if it was me who gave the order?

Nothing changes for you anyway, you're already in here.

I wanted to kill Ramaglia, but I didn't have time.

Congratulations to whoever did it! Good job! Clean.

- You say nothing about Capuano? - And what can I tell you?

He worked for me, but he was a friend of Ramaglia.

So another asshole.

Nice clean job on him as well.

If you find out who did it, bring him to me.

I'll give him a job on the spot.

- What happened? - A woman committed suicide!

Sorry.

Police.

How did it happen?

I suddenly saw her in front of me, I braked but

she was already under the train. What a horrible thing!

- Anyone seen anything? - Nothing.

There was a crowd to catch the train, it was in front of us.

An older woman, with her hair tied back.

I found a note.

It says: "I don't want to live anymore, sorry."

Her name was Rosa Scapece.

She was born in Naples on 15 September 1936.

She is 80 years old.

- Mom... mom... - Riccardo.

Mom.

- Mom. - Love!

Now mom is here.

Now I'll cook and you can draw some more.

Then we'll go to the living room to eat.

- Mom... mom... - Riccardo.

- Mum mum! - I am here.

Richard!

Mom! Mom!

- Mom! Mom... - It's nothing.

- I just cut my finger. - Mom!

Richard, don't do that. And just a little cut.

- Richard! - Mom!

- Love, please... - But what happened?

- I cut myself! - Mom!

- You're scaring him. - I just cut myself.

I can not handle it anymore.

In her shopping bag she had two apples,

a pound of mortadella and some soap.

Someone who wants to kill themselves doesn't do the shopping?

Am I right or not?

This suicide theory is bullshit.

No, it is always Pisanelli who is crazy.

Why did you decide to come with me, doctor?

I like to see situations in person.

It's something I do often, is it a problem?

No, I'm glad.

- Is it good for you in Naples? - Not so much, you?

I enjoy it.

Neapolitans are too expansive for my taste.

How do you deal with the situation that no one here respects the rules?

In fact I don't like this.

Instead, they should be respected.

There are two ways to break the rules.

One is the Neapolitan one, one is mine.

I know the Neapolitan one, what is yours?

A little more discreet.

I oppose authority when authority makes mistakes.

I see you have your own internal conflicts too.

- And who doesn't have any? - It's hard to be the authority

and oppose authority.

Next time we'll talk about her internal conflicts.

Mamma mia, how evil he is! Who is?

His name is Cosimo Capuano.

We think he might know your driver.

-Unfortunately he was killed. - What is it, a massacre?

Was he also a driver?

No, he was a bouncer and he also did illegal work.

- What is that? -He was a drug dealer.

Ah!

We have never met him.

We've never seen him.

Then why did Vincenzo have to know such a guy?

Because we think they were dealing together.

Your driver was not the nice person you thought.

Perhaps he had entered your home with an ulterior motive.

Maybe, if they hadn't killed him,

he would have robbed you too.

Miss, for that matter, if Vincenzo had wanted

to, he could have taken everything from us.

- True? - Of course!

I once dropped my emerald bracelet in the car.

He found it and returned it to me.

- Guess who that poor fellow was? - We trusted him.

We are truly sorry.

Is there anything else, Commissioner?

We have to get ready.

We have a very important match soon.

very important!

- It's a match of what... ? - Buraco.

Here it is. Do you allow?

- This is yours. - Thank you.

- I'm going to open it, I'll be right back. - Please, of course.

- Can I offer you something? - No thanks.

How are you?

Cicci!

Here we are.

- These are our friends. - Carmignano.

- Greetings. - Very pleased to meet you.

Lancellotti. This is my Cicci.

We always play burraco every week.

-It is our only entertainment. - Our only entertainment!

I don't mean to be rude, but we live for burraco.

When we have to play, we are always impatient.

- But we're leaving now. - Goodbye.

- I'll take you. - No, Jacinta, sit down.

- You walk badly, sit down. - Is that you as a girl?

Yes, that was... centuries ago!

- Now let us play though! - Sure, you're right.

- Have fun. - Goodbye.

Please, I'll accompany you.

Capuano was a night watchman at the "Alba Rossa" nautical club.

From January 2001 to October 2003.

- Is this important information? - Very important!

- Do you remember what happened at the club? - You're right, "Red Dawn".

- You're right what? - Then...

In September 2003, a tragedy happened at the club.

- Three boys died. - Badly cut heroin.

Everyone knew that there was drugs in the club.

The three boys belonged to prominent families.

In September the tragedy happened and in

October Capuano stopped working at the club.

Exactly.

Sure, I remember him. Cosimo Capuano!

I hired him.

One of the members had reccomended him.

And I've never forgiven myself.

Was Cosimo Capuano involved in drugs?

I did a little investigation which I informed the police about.

I discovered that Capuano was dealing

in the club, very discreetly, of course.

- But I didn't have proof. - The police didn't find any?

No, Capuano was skilled. Many people at the club knew this.

Those who knew were his customers and did not speak.

The only thing I could do was fire him and I did.

Have you ever heard of Vincenzo Ramaglia?

No, I'm sorry.

Anyway Capuano was a killer.

I really don't feel like saying "peace be upon him".

Can we know what the fuck you were doing?

I was getting some air.

We'll ask you one thing and then you can go get some air.

Remember the drugs that killed those three kids at the club?

- Yes. - Did you supply it to Capuano?

No.

- Capuano worked for you. -He wanted to start his own business

and partner with Ramaglia.

Who knows where they got that stuff.

- They got 'muddled'. - What does it mean in Italian?

They got screwed. That dope was badly cut.

Those kids died because of them.

Whoever killed Ramaglia and Capuano wanted to

avenge three boys who died from badly cut drugs.

And who used the revolver?

We need to know everything about these kids' families.

This was Amedeo Barbieri.

17 years old, second classical high school.

Francesco Fiorentino, 19 years old. Just enrolled in Medicine.

And then the last photo.

Federica Marotta, 16 years old. Third scientific high school.

How young they are!

I don't need to look up this girl's family.

I already know which one she is.

Thanks, dear.

This one here.

Close this.

- You understood? - Good.

But who is it?

- Go look. -You can't play today.

-And let's see who it is. - Go Go!

Let's see who it is.

He will be a nuisance!

- Good morning. - Good morning.

- You are welcome. - Thank you.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

What is this, an invasion?

We have to pause for a moment.

- Good morning. - Goodmorning Sir.

You've decided not to let us play today, Inspector.

What is it, Inspector?

Her memory improves, she called me inspector.

What is going on?

We found out who killed your driver.

Well done!

-Do you want to know who did it? - Of course.

I don't think our friends are interested.

They'll excuse us if we interrupt their game.

Just hurry, we were winning.

Follow me over there. Aragon, can you help the lady?

- Who is this beautiful girl? - My niece Federica.

- Where are her parents? - The mother is dead.

Her father moved to Australia.

You hired your niece's killer as a driver?

I find it strange, don't you?

Inspector,

in my long life I have learned that

our lives are governed by chance.

Coincidences, fate, good and bad luck:

they are the fates who decide about us.

Did you hire Ramaglia just by chance?

- Was it a coincidence? - It was an accident

that my niece was at the club that day.

She was supposed to leave for Florence, but she had missed the train.

Can we go back to playing now?

- Or are there any other questions? - We have a warrant.

We have to search the house.

Ok. Today is not what I had expected.

Rosetta, Mimì, go home.

Are you sure Clelia? Do you want us to leave?

Yes, sure. Go.

- Today's match is cancelled. - You did well!

- The way you were losing... - It was meant to be today.

- Bye Clelia. - Goodbye.

Let's proceed.

Young man, wait!

You'll wreck my whole house! Take it easy!

Leave it alone.

You were looking for this, right?

That gun was my obsession.

It was my husband's.

And with that gun, Amalia, my only daughter

she killed herself after Federica's death.

A shot in the mouth.

And so, in a few hours, my husband and I

we were left without our only daughter

and without our only granddaughter.

My son-in-law moved to Australia, with his sister.

After two years my husband passed away.

Heart attack.

But we had decided it together, he and I, before he died.

Clelia...

- But why? Jacinta, don't worry.

Let me talk.

Clelia...

My husband had bequeathed me the gun and the task

of punishing those who had caused our tragedy.

I did my research, I found out who

was responsible for Federica's death

and of those other two boys were

Vincenzo Ramaglia and Cosimo Capuano.

In the case of Ramaglia I hired him as soon as he was released from prison.

He had promised his wife that he would look for a job...

so it was easy.

Why did you hire him?

What was the need if you had already decided to kill him?

I wanted to be sure I wasn't wrong.

I've been practicing shooting for years,

but it's one thing to hit a silhouette target

and it's another thing to kill a man, isn't it?

Tell us how it went.

We got out of the car, I went to the

window, signaled him to roll it down, he did

and I shot him.

- I want to talk too. - Jacinta, come on.

- But why? - Shut up! Shut up!

Hate...

That's all.

Ma'am, are you sure you did it all by yourself?

Very sure.

But why?

Don't you think she's capable?

We discovered that the parents of Francesco, the second

boy who died, never recovered from their mourning.

The mother no longer works, and the father no longer leaves the house,

A friend of the mother looks after them.

Her friend,is Rosetta Carmignano.

So?

I already said how I think.

We are driven by chance.

We also know that Amedeo

Barbieri the third dead boy,

his lost his parents when he was a

child and was raised by his grandmother,

her name is Mimmina Lancellotti.

I repeat: are you sure you did everything by yourself?

Very sure.

One last thing, ma'am.

Do you have other cars besides the Mercedes?

I don't have a car dealership!

-You don't have a green car? - No.

Lawyer, what do you think? What do we do now?

I've confessed now, haven't I?

I not sure about this.

Clelia Filangeri doesn't have a green car.

- So? - Then...

We're not going back to the police station.

Can you give me a little more of your time?

- Of course. - Thank you.

- Let's take the ring road. - Yup.

Thank you.

Here.

- Good morning. - Hi!.

We're looking for Armando the bum. Do you know where he is?

He usually sleeps in the back.

- I'll take you. - Thank you.

Please.

-Where is he? - Over there.

He will be sleeping.

Here he is.

Oh!

Wake up, I have to ask you a few questions.

- Oh! - Who are you?

Police.

What did you see the night the bouncer was killed?

And why am I telling you ? You don't believe me at all.

Who told you that?

Of course I've seen it.

A dragon with a white head. I told the police.

Hey!

- What kind of car was it? - An Audi.

Why didn't you say that the first time?

They didn't ask me.

I know cars! I was a mechanic.

- Thanks, Armando. - Bye!

Yup.

Thank you.

Mimmina Lancellotti owns a green Audi.

I did check.

Every now and then she lets her friend Carmignano drive it.

The patience of this women is incredible!

All these years of waiting for revenge.

Women can be very patient.

- I don't think so, I'm not. - Who would have thought!

Lojacono!

Here I am, Peppino. Everything is ready.

I see your well, George.

I have nothing serious wrong with me and that's the important thing.

We all need you.

How are things in the neighborhood?

There is no longer a lira here!

- One euro, Peppino. - Russo is closed.

- Do you remember? - And why not!

It's no longer there.

Instead of him there is now a Chinese laundry.

Oh mama!

- Has it arrived, doctor? - Come, madam.

- Here you go. - Thank you goodbye.

-Do you know what she got there? - What?

The best-selling drug in the neighborhood.

- That is? - An antidepressant.

They're all sick, Giorgio. But bad, bad, bad!

- Can I ask you a favour. - Yes, off course.

You said there are a lot of depressed people around here.

- More than you know. - I'm asking you something unoffically.

Could you report them to me?

It's for a confidential investigation. Would you help me.

All right.

- But that's between us. - Peppino, come on.

Telephone answering service.

Excuse me love.

The phone died and I couldn't call you.

I had a brilliant idea.

You'll say it's a crazy idea.

Crazy or brilliant... maybe it's the same thing.

I want to get to the crime scene before the killer.

The victims are from the neighborhood and are depressed.

I asked the pharmacist to make me a list of

those who habitually use antidepressants.

So I identify the probable victim and wait for the killer.

Are you crazy? But how much stuff did you take?

Today I'm eating a nice puff pastry too.

- Good morning. - Good morning, Lojacono.

- How many beautiful things! - Octavia brought them.

I'm going to the commissioner who

already called to congratulate me.

But we have to make the others confess.

The tramp's testimony will frame Carmignano

aka the green dragon with a white head

who was driving Mrs. Lancellotti's Audi.

If you break one, you will also break the others.

Jacinta Filangeri won't confess if her sister doesn't want to.

- Doctor, excuse me. - What's up?

Over there are three old women. Maybe they have the wrong address.

- They asked about Lojacono. - They weren't wrong.

- Shall I let the three old women in? - Let's call them ladies.

- The three old ladies. - Show them in my office.

Ok.

There here either to protest or to

provide an alibi so as not to be accused.

They are capable of anything.

We have come to confess.

It is not fair that it is only Clelia who takes the credit.

The four of us took revenge.

We want everyone to know.

We have been thinking about it and preparing it for 13 years.

- It was worse than a job. - A very tiring job.

Also because we are no longer of age.

- We're really old. - Old ladies...

At first the idea had been Clelia's.

The husband knew nothing, he was already ill.

One day she told us about it and we accepted immediately.

She could not have done it on her own.

We divided the tasks.

We've hired detectives.

We followed all leads, better than the police.

Until we discovered that it was Ramaglia and

Capuano who destroyed the lives of our boys.

Federica was much more than a niece to me.

Then Ramaglia ended up in prison

and we had to wait for him to come out.

We wanted them to pay together for what they had done.

We have waited eight years.

We just hoped we didn't die before it could be done.

The credit goes to all four of us.

We want to take it all.

Where should we sign?

- That's all. - That's huge news.

They are three very prominent,

well-known families. You have been good.

Not even De Vincenzo would have gotten there.

All right.

There is a risk that those women will become heroines.

- They're still killers. - They are over 70 years old.

- Nobody's going to jail. - They will get house arrest.

They will go to a retirement home and play burraco.

Thank you, doctor. You are very kind.

- It was on my way. - Thanks not only for the ride.

your collaboration was essential.

Good.

- Until next time. - Until next time.

Are you still here?

We were sorting out the investigation papers.

- Good night. - Good night.

Good night.

- Lojacono! - I was just thinking about you.

- About me? - Yup.

We solved the case, we might as well celebrate.

- Tonight I'm not much... - I didn't ask you to dinner.

- I'm very tired. - I misunderstood.

Next time we'll pop a beer

- and let's celebrate. All right? - All right.

- I wish you a good evening. - And too you.

- Lojacono! - Yup?

Do you want a lift?

You said you were very tired.

You are very graceous.

- I gladly accept. - Let's go.

Many times you've felt the desire

to hit me, but you've never done it.

You can not take it back.

I can no longer be with a man I fear.

Tafuri Luigi, I know this name.

Do you understand who he is?

The person who owned the tie store.

Luisella Ferrante, Tonio Musella.

He should be the painter.

A couple of years ago he came to report a theft.

I have to check. If it's him, I know him.

David Cagiani.

How many depressed people in one neighborhood!

Feel like picking the one the killer will target!

Upper Naples...

Arenella, Vomero.

I marked this one.

We have to call and figure out how much it costs.

Shall we phone?

This looks good to me.

The price is not too high.

Vomer?

I don't have it with the magistrates.

- It's just that... - It's just that?

Forget it, it's a long and complicated speech.

But if you're referring to what happened in Agrigento,

- to the charges against you... - And what do you know?

I spoke to a Sicilian colleague who knows you.

Did you get information about me?

- I spoke to a colleague... - You got information.

Even if it were?

I talked to someone I trust.

- Shall we work together? - Yup.

Do you think people trust you by looking at your face?

I look at you and I trust.

I think you put work ahead of everything.

There are much more important things

that you don't see or pretend not to see.

Such as looking into each other's eyes

without getting information.

What do you know about me?

I'm not like that.

And how are you?

As you are?

- Come up to me. - Yup.

- Come up to me. - Yup...

Watch your head.

- Hi Dad. Marinella, my love.

- What are you doing here? - Anything.

I came to see you.

- But if you're busy... - No!

- Then I go. - Yes, yes.

- Hello. - Goodbye, doctor.

Yes it is there.

- Let's go up. - How much you've grown!

- Wasn't I supposed to grow up? - Not so soon.

Love, welcome. Give me the backpack.

- Did you eat anything? - No, I was waiting for you.

I'll do something for you.