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I hope she didn't suffer.

Of course she suffered. They slit her throat.

It... it was Patrick!

So, then what? You... You said... You said Patrick?

Yes, and they made me, like, imagine I was seeing him.

You are going to have to stay in Capanne.

Wait what? What, for how long?

-Up to a year. -A year?

Mama, mama!

Polizia.

Story is a powerful thing.

The shape of a story makes sense to us.

The path from the familiar to the unexpected.

Mr. Knox! Mr. Knox!

The twists we know are coming,

even if we can't predict them.

The end, good or bad, justified by all that came before.

Mr. Knox, where exactly did your daughter learn to kill?

Did you know Amanda was seen thong shopping

as Meredith's body was going cold?

The problem is that reality,

as small, predictable, and painful as it can be,

often doesn't hold the same allure.

I am here to support my daughter Amanda...

...who is innocent.

Just like Meredith Kercher's family, all I want is for justice to be done

and to bring Amanda back home where she belongs.

Thank you very much.

He's just encouraging them.

What'd he do?

Made eye contact, for one.

You coming?

Welcome to Italy.

Yeah. I guess so.

-This is it, huh? -Hey, Curt.

-Yeah. -How you doing, Chris?

Hm. Thought your handshake would be firmer.

-Chris. -I'm just messin' with ya.

All these years, I think this is our first actual handshake.

Is there a place where I can put

-my evening bags? -Yeah. Yeah.

-Anywhere, uh... -Yeah?

Chris is headed home tomorrow for work, so...

Could use a cocktail right now.

Uh, beer in the fridge.

-Yeah, he won't. -Wine on the rack.

-I, uh... -If it doesn't come from a blender...

I only do "girly drinks."

According to my daughters, that is.

You know, I'd rather you not do that,

talk to those assholes out there.

I think that we actually have to, don't we?

I mean, I don't know if you've noticed, but they're saying

-some pretty bad stuff about our kid. -I... I noticed.

-I talked to a PR firm. -PR firm?

-What for? -Yep, and they said the whole thing...

Why do we need that? She's got lawyers.

We have to tell tell the world that she is not some kind of monster.

That she's got a family that loves her and is gonna be here for her.

Yeah, we are here for her. We have been here for her.

We have to be her voice to the outside. If that doesn't happen,

then all they're gonna hear is those assholes out there.

Yeah, well, they are not reasonable people.

Then, we need to use them to reach

-the reasonable people! -Oh, well, I'm sorry if I've been too busy

caring for my traumatized daughter to give a shit.

So, how is she?

You know Amanda.

Sunny, despite everything.

Hella bored, is what she is.

-Tore through every book I brought her. -Well, I'm glad she has books,

but does she have everything she needs?

Does she have food?

-Does she have clothes? -Why?

You thinkin' of smuggling in some Hamburger Helper?

Holy crap. Guys, look, look.

...a new assailant in the murder

of British student Meredith Kercher.

And while details are still emerging, police say that evidence

places Rudy Guede firmly at the scene of the crime.

-The new evidence... -Th-this is good, right?

Th... this is good. This is... this is good for Amanda.

...believed to have fled Italy

shortly after Kercher's death on November 1st.

Amanda, do you know a man named Rudy Guede?

Mm, Ru... no.

Why? Who is that?

Black, tall, likely a drug dealer.

Nickname, "The Baron."

Uh...

No, I don't. W-Why? What's going on?

His prints and DNA are all over the murder scene.

They found the killer?

Oh, my God!

Wait, am I... am I free?

-Well, he's not in custody yet, so... -Not yet.

It's fantastic, uh...

-News. News. -News. It's fantastic news.

-Eh? -It's fantastic news.

It seems like this guy is on the run.

So, we gotta hope it's just a matter of time till they nab him.

Then we're on the first friggin' flight outta here.

God, I have this weird feeling like maybe... maybe I do know him.

The murderer?

I... I know, just the more I look at his face,

he might have played basketball with the guys downstairs?

I... I never knew his name, but...

God, I hate thinking what could've happened to you.

I hate all this shit.

Well, soon they're gonna catch him, and this will all be over.

I love you guys.

Do the elephant with me.

Children born to my fellow prisoners...

serving time with their moms until they were weaned.

Ciao!

Bella Mena!

Their innocence was so obvious.

Soon, mine would be, too.

Soon, I would be free.

Kuh-nox!

Ciao, Mena.

Patrick!

Patrick, Patrick, Patrick! Is Amanda being released?

Is Patrick gonna make a statement now?

-No shit. I cannot... -Just... just... shush.

Finally! Now me.

If Patrick is innocent, what happens next for this investigation?

Niente.

No.

No, no, no.

Fuck.

-Hello. -Ciao!

-Ciao! -Can we come in?

No, no. No, we, uh... smelled you were home.

Ahh.

Um...

Sì.

Ciao.

Ciao.

-Ciao. -Ciao.

I don't... no capito.

I will. She'll be very grateful.

-Ohh. Sorry. -You got it?

-Thank you. -Cool.

-Good night. See ya. -Ciao.

Ciao, ciao, grazie!

Grazie, grazie!

Boo!

♪ Old teenage hopes are right at your door ♪

♪ Left you with nothing ♪

♪ But they want some more ♪

♪ Oh, oh-oh, you're changing your heart ♪

Oh!

I didn't get all of that, but I feel like we're being used?

We do it for the wine and the pasta.

-Filo. Filo! -Wine and the pasta.

Wine and the pasta.

♪ One, two, three, four... ♪

Mm!

Though the prosecution cast me,

Raffaele, and Rudy as co-conspirators in Meredith's murder,

Rudy admitted to only partial guilt, opted for a speedy trial,

was tried before we were, and separately.

With his fast-track trial, he got a lighter sentence

and was removed from the public eye.

No audience to review him, no media to ravage him,

and the prosecution could then focus on their real targets:

me and Raffaele.

Awaiting a trial where Rudy Guede

would not be so much as cross-examined,

Raffaele and I rotted in jail for almost a year

while our defense teams did what they could to prepare.

"Whore," "harlot," "slut."

Particularly colorful work from this fuck-face Mark Fontana.

I understand it's hard to see this, but it's... it's nothing, it's noise.

These are... Uh, no, it's not nothing. It's not noise.

These are names that they're calling our daughter, and that's just the names.

We haven't even gotten to the theories yet.

-Listen to this... -Mr. Knox, Mrs. Mellas...

"Mignini says Kercher was killed in a sect-like ritual

"when the three suspects plotted a drug-fueled orgy

"inspired by Halloween...

...Marilyn Manson, and Japanese comics."

-Are you fucking kidding me? -It's fantasy. It is...

Why are we even here?! Huh?!

I'm... Rudy Guede's DNA

-was all over that poor girl. -His blood.

-His fingerprints. -It was all over the goddamn room!

He's got a history of burglary, drug use,

aggression towards women.

Why are they still going after our daughter?

Well, because she named herself

-and... and Patrick. -Under duress.

She retracted an hour later.

Look, the theories are far-fetched.

The story is fantastical, and the press have been taking them

from the prosecution and feeding them to the public,

which is why we need to...

We are inviting them in.

To where?

-To court? -Yes.

Are you kidding me? Why would you do that?

I understand your concern, but it's been... it's been over a year.

It's been over a year, one year, one year,

and the press have yet to interact with Amanda face-to-face.

The police entrapped her in that interrogation

and they intentionally did not record it

because they knew it would look very bad for them.

We want to try this in open court so that can't happen again.

We will fight with facts.

Ah.

And it's a fight we can win.

But the public must bear witness.

-Amanda! Amanda, we're here! -Amanda!

-We're here! -No wait! No wait!

-Wait, please. Please. -We love you! We love you!

Okay? You okay?

We're gonna make it. We're gonna make it.

Stand up. Please stand up. Yeah.

At this point some clarification may be necessary.

Because as we will see, an Italian murder trial

is quite unique.

For starters, up here on the dais,

there are at least two judges... head and attendant.

Not sure what his sidekick does.

Then, there are the six lay judges, aka the jury members.

These are regular people, volunteers,

who, unlike in high-profile American trials...

Knox...

...are not sequestered during the trial, and watch the same news

as everybody else.

The most important difference though,

is that the criminal trial against me would take place

with a civil trial folded inside of it.

Which meant my lawyers would be facing off

against the prosecution

who hoped to put Raffaele and me in prison for murder,

simultaneously facing off with Patrick's lawyers,

the Kercher family's lawyers,

and the lawyer for the owner of Via Della Pergola 7...

...all of whom were seeking financial compensation for their losses.

Oh, and one other thing.

Remember those statements I made while being psychologically tortured

without the presence of a lawyer,

saying I was at the house that night and...

It... it was Patrick!

Stop. What did this mean?

It meant the jury who was hearing the murder and slander cases simultaneously,

was expected to hear that I confessed

to involvement in Meredith's murder with one ear...

but not the other.

Maybe if I had understood all this when it was happening,

I would have had a better sense of what we were up against.

And maybe I would have realized that this was terrible advice.

Just be yourself.

Raffaele?

Hey, I'm here.

Why is this happening to us?

It doesn't make any sense. Why do the police hate us so much?

Because they are assholes.

Amanda, the night that they separated us,

they were so... so hard with me,

and I was so s-scared,

-and terrified, and confused. -I know.

-And I'm supposed to taking care of you. -Raffaele, I know. I know.

I'm right here.

Were you and Meredith close?

No, it's okay, it's... it's just a bit awkward, sorry, um...

Was I close with Meredith?

Very.

Yeah, for the three months that I knew her,

we were quite close, yeah.

I would say it was good, but there were things

that bothered Meredith.

She didn't clean the toilet with the brush after she did a number two.

Why does it matter? Why does it matter?

Amanda was loud to my taste, and she was strange.

She wasn't like Meredith at all.

And in the Questura, our best friend had just died,

and Amanda, she was... unfeeling.

Yeah, rather cool. And she... she was cold.

Here, I have your depositions, Ms. Purton,

from November 2nd, 3rd and 5th.

These sentiments against Amanda were not expressed

until after she was accused and detained.

So, is it possible that when learning about Amanda on the news,

about this horrible act that she was accused of,

that you looked back at things with a different lens...

...what was a traumatized reaction from her,

was to you, through a tainted view, suddenly "cool and unfeeling"?

No, it rubbed me wrong then, and it rubs me wrong now.

Amanda was quite open about her sex life.

Um, and she also left a clear plastic beauty case out

in the bathroom that they shared with a pink vibrator and condoms in it.

It made her uncomfortable.

Another unique feature of Italian court,

spontaneous declarations by the accused.

I'd... I'd like to speak.

Are you sure?

It's going to be the first time they gonna hear from you.

Uh...

Wow. Um...

Friends close to Meredith lined up to testify

to Amanda Knox's cold-hearted demeanor.

Meredith's closest friend asserting that she and Foxy Knoxy

were in conflict over personal matters, the crass American

refusing to clean her own feces in the bathroom they shared.

"...Meredith was made deeply uncomfortable by Knox's promiscuity."

No, change that to, "Foxy Knoxy brazenly flaunted condoms and sex toys..."

Huh?

Hey, you fucking psychopath!

Psychopath, this way!

Wearing that t-shirt and all of that, it's just really embarrassing.

What about that cold sore? I mean, she's obviously...

They're calling her a put tan a here in Italy, you know what I mean?

Like, where'd you think she got that?

We are lawyers, we are not media strategists or PR people.

She told me that you guys had told her to be herself.

A weirdo like Amanda, could you be any dumber?

Geez, Chris, come on.

-Did I just hurt his feelings? -Is... is no one telling Amanda

how to behave in court?

No? What... What to wear, what not to say?

We did not think to instruct her on those things.

But also, we have never experienced such a level

of media interest, or sensationalism,

or... or vicious public opinion against a client.

Never. Never.

I don't know... Uh, personally, I don't know a lawyer

who has, in all of Italy...

No, you said that we should let them in.

We thought it was the best thing to do at that time.

She's never gonna see it.

The way you all want her to see things?

The way the world sees things? She's not going to, she's stubborn.

Sunshine and rainbows when it's all a pile of shit.

How do you think she's getting through this?

Oh shit.

Is she... she a witness against me?

Yes. It's normal. It's normal.

No. That's my friend. That's my...

I know. I know.

This is ridiculous.

It's okay.

-But she's my friend. -I know.

Foxy Knoxy...

Prego, Signorina Knox.

Grazie, Signor Presidente.

Um...

I thought... I thought Deanna was coming.

I told her to, uh...

I just told her to wait in the car. I wanted to ask you something alone.

Look, I know this isn't really your thing.

Okay? But I really...

I mean, we... we need to change how people see you.

-If you... -I'm... I'm an atheist, Mom.

That would... So that would be a lie.

You don't think they'd tear me apart for that?

I'm... I'm not that.

I'm not... I'm not any of the things that they're saying.

I don't know... I don't know how to be.

I don't know what you want...

What do... What do you want me to be? What do you want me to do?

-Honey, I'm... -My own friend got up there

in front of everybody, and if she can think

that I can do that, then what... what hope do I have?

-I just want to tell her story, you know? -Hey!

Get away from her, you piece of shit!

What, destroying one of my girls isn't enough?!

Huh?

You haven't made enough fuckin' money off my flesh?

Ma'am, your daughter is on trial for murder.

It's my job to tell the stories that people are interested in.

No. No, you decide.

You decide what people are interested in and you feed it to 'em.

Pretty girls, and sex, and death.

What about the guy who actually killed Meredith?

Why the fuck aren't you talking about him?!

Rudy Guede had a history of burglary.

Only his DNA was on Meredith and in that room.

How could people not be open to the possibility

that he did all of it alone?