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PREVIOUSLY...

Raffaele Sollecito.

He's arrogant,
but he's her puppy.

My sister is a policewoman.
She'll know what to do.

Police say there is evidence of Rudy
Guede certainly at the scene of the crime.

Rudy admitted partial guilt
and opted for a speedy trial,

being judged before us,
and separately.

And the prosecution could then concentrate
on their real targets,

me and Raffaele.

Knox's DNA is in the knife.

Sollecito's knife.

I don't know how that happened.

KNOX'S DNA ON THE MURDER WEAPON

Raffaele said he wasn't
with him. He asked him to lie.

- He withdrew his alibi.
- What?

They were very hard on me.

I was scared,
terrified and confused.

But...

I'm here by your side now.

November 5th, 2007

23h59
(4 days since the murder)

Why did Raffaele
turn off his cell phone?

His father calls every night.

I don't know,
we wanted to be alone.55

Do I need a lawyer?

Inspector, you forgot to...

We don't need to record.

Yeah, you know, the battery...

- You're lying! We've been here for hours!
- I'm losing patience, that's enough.

- You're lying!
- Stop it.

- I'm not lying!
- We know she left the apartment.

- She wasn't with you.
- She didn't leave.

- We were together all night!
- We have proof!

Right. From the beginning.

We had dinner... No.

We watched the movie Amélie
and then we ate.

Keep going.

We smoke a joint, have sex
and turned off our cell phones.

That's not what she said.
She said her father called.

No.

No, she...

Unless I
confused the day?

Go on, say it.

- Was All Saints' Day a Thursday?
- Don't know?

If it was Thursday, she went to work.
But that can't be.

- We're staying at home.
- É?

Did you stay at home or did she leave?

Can't you hear yourself?
Your story has too many holes.

Did she cut your balls off too?

We can send you to prison
for 30 years.

- For what?
- For being an asshole

who likes to carry knives!

I told you, I just collect.
It's a hobby, nothing more.

His shoes.

- His shoes!
- What's wrong? What's wrong?

What?

Take off your shoes.

- Why?
- We need them.

I think I should
call my father.

- No.
- One second, I'll call...

Take off your fucking shoes!

Come on, we haven't got all day!

Hurry up!

Take these shoes
straight to the lab.

Shall we try again?

Was Amanda with you
on the night of the murder?

All night?

- Even while you were asleep?
- No.

She may have gone to work.

Maybe he left and came back...

Yes, I...

I think that was it.

THE TWISTED STORY
BY AMANDA KNOX

Every story has a hero.

When we're children,

we believe
in magical forces of good,

in superhumans
flying around in capes and crowns,

fighting for justice.

Please, I'm trying.

Do you think giving me
old wilted flowers is tempting?

- Being here when I need you...
- For God's sake, it's Christmas!

Over time, we've learned that there aren't
so many real heroes.

Dad, wait!

And when they need to be saved,

it's up to you to take action.

March 27th, 2009

14:58 (day 71 of the trial)

For her.

How do we know
that it's not smuggling?

Have you looked at him?
He doesn't have the courage.

Here.

Here.

Thank you.

- Are you all right?
- Yes, I'm fine.

É. Today was difficult.

All those discussions.

Why were our lawyers
upset?

Mignini should give them
the DNA report

to prepare our defense,
but they are, as they say... winding down?

But that's okay, you know?
Because we will fight and we will win.

Hey.

- Hi.
- When we get out of here,

let's have dinner to celebrate.

What do you think?

You still owe me truffles.

That's right.

We're going to Gubbio.

I want lunch and dinner.

- And breakfast, no?
- And breakfast.

No more speaking in English.

Capacho.

"Capacho. "Puppet.

The false identities attributed to me
by people who didn't know me.

But Amanda knew me.

That didn't help me much here.

The protected section
of Terni prison

was the ninth circle
of Dante's Inferno.

Home to rapists, pedophiles,

violent criminals

and mine too.

At the beginning of my imprisonment...

June 10, 2008
(65 days in prison)

...my cellmate exchanged
information for a more lenient sentence.

Have you ever thought that
was just using you?

Did he choose you because you were
easy to manipulate?

All that blood...

and you still haven't run away.

What is it? I saw the pictures in the papers.

ADAPTATION
REVISION
SYNCHRONY:
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It's not blood.

It's not blood!

It looks like blood. Hold on.

No, it's phenolphthalein!

- Dad did some research... Tell him.
- Phenolphthalein!

Raffaele, listen...

Phenolphthalein is a substance
used by forensics.

It reacts with the heme molecule
molecule present in the blood.

A positive reaction
turns the solution pink.

But it turns pink over time,

regardless
whether there is blood or not.

We understand, Einstein.

Rafa.

Okay, but who leaked the photo?

Who took your sneakers?

Who do you think?
Those damn policemen!

They make it look like Amanda came home
and bathed in blood.

Raffaele...

I want Vanessa
to go to court next week.

- Dad, no. It would damage her career.
- No, I can't!

Franco, the bosses said no.

You don't hire a lawyer with balls
not to follow his advice.

See? Listen to your wife. That's enough.

Hello.

Raffa, Mara said hi.

Thank you.

Son, you need all the good
publicity you can get right now.

The police

is after Amanda
with these leaks of "evidence".

- She's sinking you with...
- I told you!

Leave her alone.

Come on, time to go.

He had known her for eight days.

And he got lost because of her.

He always does.

It was like that with Mom too.

I need to do something.

What?

- What does he need to do?
- The footprints.

The resemblance of my sneakers to the bloody
at the crime scene

was the only thing the police
had to link me to the murder.

So when the police ignored
a similar footprint

in Rudy Guede's apartment,

my father took
his discoveries to the public.

The shoe isn't Raffaele's.

See that my son's size 42.5
of my son

has fewer concentric circles

than Rudy's 45, which matches exactly
with the shoe from the crime scene.

Furthermore, this irregularity

that the police didn't notice. The cause?

A piece of broken glass.

Are you suggesting that the invasion
was not staged?

You have to listen to me!

You were on TV yesterday.
Today they leaked it.

Damn it, Dad!
This is very serious!

SOLLECITO DNA
FOUND IN THE BRA

I never touched Meredith.

Certainly not in the bra!

And you said that my DNA wasn't
found anywhere else?

It is important that you understand
the full scope of your situation.

Italy is under the spotlight.

International humiliation
is a threat to our institutions.

Someone must be held responsible
for this crime.

- Rudy Guede is in charge.
- What do we have here?

This mess with your father
and the shoeprints.

Now we know
that they have their DNA in their bras.

The alleged murder weapon was
found in his apartment.

So,

since you insist that you were
together on the night of the murder...

- Right?
- We were together.

I suggest a separation

Amanda's.

Linking his defense to hers
became problematic.

It's just that I...

I don't think I can
abandon her like this.

Feelings don't win cases.

When do I have to decide that?

The longer we wait,

the more difficult it will be
undo the damage.

And there was considerable damage.

Mother.

Raffa, you've arrived.

You've been shopping.

Just a few things.

Sorry, I was going to the market,
but I was very tired.

SEPARATION AND DIVORCE

Is this a new design?

É. His name is Shinji.

And what does Shinji do?

He's a protector.

You're so talented, my love.

He has such a good and loyal heart.

You'll always be by my side,
won't you?

April 17th, 2009

10:19 a.m. (day 91 of the trial)

They say she's going to
sink me with her.

But how can that be?
every time I see her,

she makes me feel
that I can float?

I needed that feeling,
especially today.

The scientific evidence against me
would be presented,

and the prosecutor's office still hadn't delivered
the reports to my lawyers,

preventing us from preparing
our defense properly.

I believe
that Mignini's co-promoter

was called in to deal
the theatrics of the situation.

A theatricality below even
of an artist like Mignini.

Dr. Ippolito.

Can you tell the court
about your role and knowledge?

I'm the chief technical officer
of the research section

department
forensic police department in Rome.

I specialize
in DNA analysis.

Now, let's get to your findings.
Explain everything to us.

Of course.

Regarding the defendants,

a kitchen knife was found
in Raffaele Sollecito's apartment

with the victim's DNA on the blade
and Knox's DNA on the handle.

In the bathroom,
there was the victim's blood on the carpet

and toilet paper
with DNA belonging to Rudy Guede.

In the victim's room, we found
traces of Guede and Sollecito.

A piece of fabric with two hooks
was found near the victim's feet

with a mixed genetic profile
of the victim and Sollecito.

- Is it crooked?
- Yes, it is.

The bra straps were torn,
and the back had a clean cut.

This indicates that it was cut
deliberately.

One of the hooks was
particularly deformed,

as you can see in this photo,
suggesting that it was

Forced?

That's right.

They meant forced by me.

I brought my own bra.

It's the most similar one in my collection
to Meredith's.

Although mine is a bit bigger.

Comodi was turning me
into an animal,

into a savage.

November 6th, 2007

In the beginning, I was a nobody.

9:58 a.m. (5 days since the murder)

The weak link
in the history of the police.

But when my Nike gave them
proof of my alleged involvement,

transformed me
into the profile of a murderer.

What are you looking for?

What the hell is this?

It's a collector's item.
I haven't even opened it.

You're a piece of shit, aren't you?

Bruno, over here!

And this one?

What made you pick up that knife?

I was told
that they were wide wounds.

So you thought:
"Wide wound, wide blade."

The investigative intuition
of experts is very high.

I had an intuition. And I followed it.

Have you put that proof in your folder?

Correct.

That folder?

What do you wear every day?

Yes.

Officer Esposito.

You were
responsible for sending the knife

to the laboratory of Dr. Ippolito
in Rome for analysis.

Exactly.

And where was the evidence
transported?

Your Honor, the police are admitting
that they handled the evidence improperly.

Dr. Ghirga!

What's more, we're improvising
our defense...

Dr. Ghirga!

...which isn't easy
when you don't know anything.

Dr. Mignini must
give us the report!

We're following protocol.

Justice was elusive,

so I clung to Amanda.

LOVE BEHIND BARS

You and Amanda making faces
was bad enough.

Are they writing letters now?

- You look like Bonnie and Clyde.
- It doesn't matter what we look like.

What can I say? What can I say?

You have to forget about her.

You're in prison because of her.

She's in prison because of me!

Because I betrayed her
in that interrogation.

She's taking advantage
that guilt, son.

She's fooling you.

If I didn't confirm her alibi,
she'd have nothing.

She's using you.

- You don't know her.
- It's you who don't know her!

Eight, five days...
How many were there?

I don't jump out
when the going gets tough.

You wouldn't understand.

You're right.

I'm the asshole.

I was selfish to save myself.

God,
I wanted you to go too.

Was Mom in bed all day?

When did you get here?

What are you doing, Raffaele?

I'm eating.

I mean,
when was the last time

who went out with your friends
or did something for you?

What are you doing? Have you become a nanny?

Dad was telling me
that you could go...

- Where to?
- To ONASI, in Perugia.

É? With all
all those sons of bitches?

- Raffaele...
- No, thanks, I'm not interested.

You can't
babysitting forever.

Mom's not well.

She's the mother.

You are responsible for your own life,
period.

What is it? You know you want to go.

Go and live!

Go and do the things you enjoy.

You know, computer stuff.

Go meet a girl with big breasts
like in a manga, just the way you like them.

And live your life!

You like that, don't you?

What's with the face?

Are you thinking?

After 630 days in prison,

in july 2009,
the courts went into recess.

Three brutal months with nothing
to do but think.

Amanda's letters dwindled
until there were none left.

That summer, we finally received
the DNA reports from Dr. Ippolito.

Four months late and incomplete,
but my lawyers had hope.

I want to start by asking

what is
certification?

Our laboratory is working
to obtain this certification.

And I hope they succeed.

In any case, your laboratory
is not and has never been certified.

I want to turn
my attention to the knife.

When examining the
material on the slide,

searched
for the presence of blood?

Yes.

The test was negative for blood,
but given the small amount of DNA...

- The victim.
- Yes, the victim.

It could be a false negative.

So we couldn't rule out
the possibility of blood being present.

When did you establish that,
did you carry out any more tests?

No.

But repeatability is not
"one of the fundamental requirements

to guarantee
the reliability of the test?"

Those are his words.

The entire sample was used
in a single analysis because...

the electrophoresis machine doesn't work
below a certain amount.

That's right. That's why,
according to your report,

you were forced
to adjust the machine manually.

Now, I ask you:

if I hadn't
adjusted the machine,

the knife would have conclusively shown
traces of the victim's DNA?

Probably not.

Doctor,
in your previous testimony,

the lady said that the victim's
was frayed and torn.

- Did you notice it immediately?
- Yes.

And when she noticed that
a piece of her bra was missing,

did you search
the area to find him?

Yes, but at the time we weren't aware
of its importance, so we left it there.

Where?

Under the pillow
on which the victim was lying.

Doctor, do you know
if that piece of bra

was found in another area
of the room later?

And if so, where?

It was found during the second
inspection, near the desk.

So, between November 2nd
and December 18th,

that piece of fabric
has been moved a meter and a half.

How?

He moved.

The lady said that one of the hooks
was deformed.

You can discard

the possibility that it was
crushed and not forced?

I can rule it out because...

I'm sorry, sir,
but based on what evidence?

What if someone had stepped on it
and dragged it with his foot?

We saw the room. It's very small.

- Your Excellency, it's pure conjecture!
- Let me finish!

Please. No problem.

I'll put it this way.

If I were...

police officer or
forensic team,

was wearing
a protective cap on your foot

and there were
in it,

these cells
could be transferred?

Say, from a protective cape
for a bra clasp?

In the 46 days between
the hook was found and tested.

DNA doesn't fly.

That's when I knew that, despite
my lawyer's logical argument,

delayed DNA reports

they wasted
four months with the rebuttal.

The bias was deep.
The damage had already been done.

Dr. Ippolito broke
protocol on several occasions.

On several occasions?

And since we were denied access
to her report,

the jury remains

with his conclusions months ago.

We request
that the case be closed.

- I support this proposal.
- Yes, I agree!

The defense's request was granted.

So we asked for a review
independent of the DNA evidence.

I'll consider it a recess.

His consideration was swift,

and his decision was final.

There would be no independent review
DNA evidence.

It was a blow to our case.

Amanda!

It looked like we were losing.

And I felt that something was changing.

I was losing her too.

"Dear Raffaele,
thank you for your drawings,

but I'm afraid you've confused
my friendship with something else.

We could have had
something special, it's true.

But now

I need to concentrate
on getting out of jail.

I hope that doesn't hurt you."

You have to read this, Raffa.

What's going on?
You look terrible.

I'm stressed. I've been fired.

It doesn't matter. Just read this.

Down here.

Okay.

Are you all right?

You are a companion
in your own judgment.

He is being investigated
for murder. Are you all right?

It's time to grow up, Raffa.
Ask yourself.

Ask yourself
why you're still with her.

Why show me this? Do you think
I haven't been kicked enough?

Could we...

Raffa.

Can we put Amanda aside
just for the moment?

You...

You came
to Perugia to study.

To have fun,
live, build a career.

And all that?

You will be found guilty.

I don't deserve that.

I know you won't.

Doesn't deserve what?

A life? What don't you deserve?

I'm not...

nothing.

I'm nobody.

She doesn't even love me.

She doesn't want me.

And I feel...

I feel as if...

as if he were disappearing.

How did I end up here?

I don't know how to live.

I just give, and...

I feel like...

I'm empty.

I'm a shell.

And everyone says: "He's an accomplice.
He's this, he's that!"

How can they say that if...

I don't even know who I am.

You're my brother.

You're my brother.

You're nobody.

It's someone for me.

Everything you need to do

is to say that you can't guarantee
where she was that night.

You were asleep.
It's true, isn't it?

Could she have sneaked out?

It's the only way
for you to be released.

But she won't be.

How could I live with that?

At least I'd be living.

Yuto, don't look over there.

Look here.

This is where you decide.

Only you can change your destiny.

Hello. Dad?

Hold on. What's wrong?

I tried it.

Mom, I'm sorry.

I tried it.

I want to be
alone with my mother.

Leave me alone with my mother.

Dad, let's go.

I shouldn't have
left you alone.

Forgive me.

I couldn't help.

December 4th, 2009

9h17
(day of closing arguments)

Don't do that.

It's bad luck to make your bed today.

Since my mother's death,

I started saying a personal prayer

the most important people
in my life.

That morning, I prayed for Amanda.

I prayed for her family.

And mine.

For Meredith.

And for all those who loved her.

I prayed for the prosecutors.

By the judges.

For the jury.

And I prayed for myself.

So that I would have the courage
to do what I had to do.

I want to make a statement.

In the beginning,
Meredith and Amanda were friends.

They spoke the same language. They had
the same Anglo-Saxon culture.

But the relationship cooled,

and the girls went
their separate ways.

Amanda didn't respect
the house cleaning schedule.

Meredith didn't take boys
to the apartment. Amanda always did.

Amanda used drugs.
Meredith didn't.

Amanda had
condoms and a vibrator.

The night of the murder,

Amanda accepts an invitation
by Rudy Guede for a date.

Maybe in Via Della Pergola.

Rudy would have had the opportunity
to give Amanda drugs.

And maybe he had sex with her.

Perhaps they have resolved issues
related to the drug trade of the past.

Raffaele...

followed her as usual.

With every step she took,
Raffaele was right behind.

Amanda was dominant.
He was her puppet.

Now,
it's not clear what the three

intended to do

when they entered
Via Della Pergola.

But it's possible that there was
a disagreement

between Meredith and Amanda.

Because of the rent money
that was missing

or Rudy's presence.

And it is possible

who, after an argument,
under the influence of drugs and alcohol,

they decided to play a
with Meredith.

Keep something in mind:

that was
the first and only night,

since Amanda
moved into the house,

that Meredith was
completely alone.

Since her two colleagues were away,
so were the boys downstairs,

Amanda had fed
her hatred for Meredith.

And the time had come
to take revenge on that snobbish girl.

That's what Amanda
must have thought.

And in a crescendo of threats
and increasingly heavy violence,

Meredith's suffering began.

The three of them teased her.

Knife in hand,
Raffaele arrested her.

Rudy sexually assaulted her.

And Amanda...

made the wound deeper.

We build

a visual resource to help
in the decision-making process.

23:30,

Amanda Knox, Raffaele Sollecito

and Rudy Guede arrive
at Via Della Pergola, number 7.

Amanda opens
the door with her key.

23:35,

the confrontation begins. Meredith
is thrown against the wall...

Your Excellency, I'm sorry, but what is that?
It's unnecessarily sensationalist.

And it's past time
to present new evidence...

Dr. Ghirga.

Go ahead, Dr. Comodi.

This is the second moment of the attack,
shown here from several angles.

The aggressors persist
in trying to dominate her.

They take off her clothes
and threaten her with knives.

And this is the wound...

from a blow delivered
by Sollecito's hand.

No. You're still thinking
about the broken sink.

- No, it's not.
- Yes, it is.

- No.
- You weirdo.

- No, you can't.
- You can see it.

I was thinking
that you look beautiful.

Right. I was thinking...

We're very different.

What do you mean?

Well...

You're clean and organized.

He gets angry when he spills water.

And I...

How do you say it?

I'm fine with it.

Disorganized.

- No!
- Yes!

- No. Yeah, a little bit.
- I wish I'd met you in high school.

No.

What do you mean, no?

I...

it wasn't cool.

- No, it can't be true.
- No, it's serious.

- Seriously.
- No.

I had bleached hair
like Naruto's.

- No.
- Yes.

Can you imagine?

I showed the photo to my mother
and started begging:

"Mom, please."

Until finally I won.

- Did you win?
- I did.

Wow. Are you a mama's boy?

Yes.

- É?
- I was.

She died two years ago.

I'm sorry.

How did she die? How did she die?

Heart attack.

Because...

my father was getting married again.

My mother's heart...

She was very depressed
and sad, and she...

She was

calling me non-stop,
day and night,

saying something like:

"I have no reason to live."

Or: "I just want to die."

Saying, "Why did you leave me?"

Sometimes I can't even
answer the phone, you know?

- E...
- It's not your fault.

- No, it's not your fault.
- It's not your fault.

- No, I mean...
- It's not.

It's good that you went to school.

It's serious.

Everything you
can do in life

is to do your best
and being true to yourself, you know?

True to himself.

Exactly.

It's like...

Everyone says I'm like Amélie,
because I'm weird.

So what if I'm weird?
What am I going to do? Change?

To make others happy?
No.

You know...

I was everything to her.

Who are you to yourself?

Your Excellency. Honorable jurors.

Finding the words
to say that has been difficult.

I've been involved in an event
that I know nothing about.

There is no reason
have led me to kill someone.

They say I'm
a dog on a leash.

I only met Amanda
only a few days before the murder.

But if she had asked me

to make

something I disagreed with,
I would have said "no".

But the truth is
is that she never asked me for anything.

I didn't kill Meredith.

I wasn't in that house
on the night of the murder.

I'm not a violent person.
I'm honorable.

What I'm asking is...

to give me my life back,
because at the moment I don't have one.

Thank you.

A verdict at midnight?

How dramatic.

I think that's why.

Raffaele!

Amanda, take heart.
Everything will be fine. Courage.

On behalf of the Italian people,

the Perugia court issues
the following sentence to:

Amanda Marie Knox, born in Seattle,
USA, on July 9, 1987.

Currently detained
in the Perugia penitentiary.

Raffaele Sollecito.
Born in Bari,

on March 26, 1984.

Currently detained
in the Terni penitentiary.

For the crime of slander
against Patrick Lumumba,

Amanda Marie Knox

is declared

guilty.

For the crimes of murder,
possession of a firearm, rape, robbery

and simulated robbery, the defendants,

Raffaele Sollecito
and Amanda Marie Knox,

are declared

guilty!

The court sentences Knox
to 26 years in prison

- and Sollecito for 25 years.
- No...

Each will have to pay the
and serve a prison sentence.

Let's make sure things
are different on appeal.

Wait, no! Don't take her!

Don't touch it!

Raffaele, be strong!

Are you happy with the verdict?

Ultimately, we are
satisfied with the verdict,

but we are gathered here
because our sister was murdered.

Two young men were sent behind
behind bars for a long time.

This is no time to celebrate.

(2 Years Ago)

November 2nd, 2007 - 15h10

There are bloodstains here.

Nothing has been touched in this room.

There is an
unbelievable in every respect.