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INSPECTOR RICCIARDI

- Forgive me, my love. - For what?

For the curse I leave you.

- Good morning, Donna Lucia. - Good morning, Ciruzzo.

- Six tomatoes, please. - Six tomatoes for Donna Lucia.

- What else do you want? - Two onions.

The best onions for you.

Are you open on Sundays too? Good for you!

I took a walk from the country all the way here.

That's why you're in such great shape. Nice and slim...

Very kind of you, Donna Lucia.

- Then I'll give you two lemons.

Thank you, Ciruzzo. Have a good Sunday.

- Have a good Sunday, madam. - I'll see you around.

See you.

- Good morning, Inspector. - Raffaele, what are you doing here?

It's so hot, I'm dying!

You're not on duty this Sunday. What happened?

Nothing. Why do you ask?

To give up your wife's Ragu, it must be serious.

Ragu is not suited to this heat.

Besides, as of today, I'm on a diet.

A diet? You?

- Did you see a doctor? - It wasn't prescribed by a doctor?

Anyway, let's hope everyone goes to Mergellina today to the beach,

and they leave us in peace.

Inspector, Sergeant, excuse me. A call came in.

- A dead body in Palazzo Musso. - There you go.

Ardisio, call the photographer and the coroner.

Ask for Moto. Raffaele, we need two officers.

- Ardisio. - Yes, Sergeant?

- Who’s on duty today? - Let me check.

Let's go.

This is serious stuff!

- Make way. - Make way for the Inspector.

Excuse me. Don't let anyone in, and nobody is to leave.

Yes, sir.

Let's go to mass, come on.

Good morning. Sergeant Malone.

This is Inspector Ricciardi Naples Police.

Hello. Sciarra Giuseppe. I'm the building's caretaker.

- What happened? - I was cleaning as usual,

when I heard screams.

The Duchess was found dead. Duchess Adriana Musso di Camparino.

- Who lives here? - The Duke and the master.

- Is the master the Duke's son? - And the son of the poor duchess.

I mean the Duke's first wife, Duchess Virginia.

And we live here too.

- Give it to me. - No, give it back!

Hey, careful. Stop eating. You just finished breakfast.

Instead of crying, take care of your children who are a curse of God.

Excuse me. That's my wife, Mariuccia, a maid.

This is Concetta, the governess. She found the Duchess's body.

- Come on. - What a tragedy!

Besides the building's front door, are there other exits?

Like a basement or any other door?

No, lnspector, Unless you throw yourself out of a window.

Madam, will you lead the way?

The evening before going to sleep,

I always lock up with the chain, even if the Duchess isn't back.

Only she and I have the keys.

Does the Duchess always come home late at night?

It depends.

- Where do these stairs lead? - To the master's flat.

My room and the caretaker's are downstairs.

What are these gates for?

The Duchess and the master wanted some privacy.

Lead the way.

Who lives here?

The Duke and Duchess' rooms are here.

The poor duke is very ill. He doesn't get out of bed anymore.

The Duchess's room is there.

- Is that where you found the body?

- Did you touch anything? - No.

She had a pillow over her face.

So I called her, but she didn't answer.

- And so I touched her. - All right, all right.

You'll tell me everything later. I'll go and have a look.

Don't worry, madam. Let him do his job.

Be strong.

The ring, the ring!

You took off the ring.

The ring, the ring! You took off the ring.

The ring, the ring!

You took off the ring.

The ring, the ring!

You took off the ring.

The ring, the ring! You took off the ring.

Here it is.

There.

The murderer shot through the pillows.

This is a bullet that I recognise with my eyes closed.

It belongs to a Beretta 765 that was given to officers in 1917.

There are still many around.

Bruno, she seems to have a ring mark on her finger.

Could it have been pulled off with force?

That's possible.

The ring, the ring! You took off the ring.

The ring, the ring!

You took off the ring.

At times when the Duchess had too much to drink,

she fell asleep still dressed.

I tried to shake her,

but I saw the hole in her forehead, and I screamed.

I heard her and ran inside. Then my wife arrived right away.

Then the master came and said to call the police.

- Was the door closed? - Yes.

So the Duchess was dead and the door was closed?

Sergeant, you don't mean that I did it, do you?

No, madam, don't worry.

This heat could drive us crazy, but we'd never suspect you.

Inspector, Ponte is here.

I told him nobody could enter, but it's urgent. Deputy Garzo sent him.

- What happened? - He wants you to go to the station.

Does Garzo know why we're here?

Yes, that's why he wants to see you. He says he's a witness.

- Of the crime? - It must've been him.

Raffaele, stay here. Question the caretaker, the neighbours,

and get information on the family. Maybe someone heard the shot.

We'll help the doctor identify the time of death.

Thank you, but I'll do it myself. You’ve ruined my Sunday anyway.

Let's go down together. Madam.

So, madam, how long have you been here?

Inspector, sorry I'm late.

This is the situation.

A noble woman, such a notable person, cannot be killed in her own home

in a city as safe as this one, in a country as safe as this one.

Since it's being governed by someone with a head on his shoulders...

You tore me away from my work to tell me this?

Duchess Musso di Camparino...

- was having an affair. - Nothing original about that.

- Yes, but you don't know who with. - No, I don't.

Mario Capece.

- The Roma journalist? - Exactly.

We have to investigate him using the utmost discretion.

That's why I had you called here.

- What's the proof against him? - If you didn't lead such a life,

perhaps last night you'd have been in the situation I found myself in too.

Thank you.

You're a slut. You don’t deserve this ring.

- Shame on you! - Shame on you.

Which hand was the ring removed from?

- The left, I think. - And then?

The Duchess went back to her box, laughing with two gentlemen.

Capece was no longer seen?

No, he left and never returned to the theatre.

Have to move with great caution.

All right, sir.

I'll keep you informed.

- Hi, Ricciardi. - Livia.

What a pleasure to see you

- Mrs Vezzi. - Lucani. I took back my last name.

Of course.

Have you returned to the city?

'I didn't want to only have sad memories of Naples.

So I decided to take a holiday and say hello to some friends.

A wonderful idea. We're all very flattered.

Isn't that so, Ricciardi?

Maybe you could suggest some places to visit.

Of course, with pleasure. But right now I'm busy with my work.

I didn't mean now.

Now I'll be happy if you walk me to the exit.

I hope to see you soon, Mrs...

Lucani.

Goodbye.

Here I am.

It was immediately clear to me that you're', not very talkative.

But at least a smile..

Does my visit sadden you?

No, Livia It's just that I’m surprised.

When I work, I'm very concentrated.

That means away from work you could be different?

There isn't much in my life outside my work.

This light is so strong...

This morning, along the seafront, there were children diving.

For the first time, I didn't look away.

Since I lost my son, I can't look at children.

However, in Naples I feel more free than in Rome.

I can go to a cafe by myself without anyone recognising me!

I hope your stay is pleasant, Livia.

I'll do all I can.

But it doesn't only depend on me.

Bye, Ricciardi.

- Learn the poem by heart. - I don't like poetry!

- Learn to like it. - All right. Bye.

Skipping Sunday lunch for a jerk!

He's not a jerk.

Besides, this is my lunch today.

Will you tell me, Dad?

These days good news is scarce.

I can't sleep at night with this thought.

- What thought? - What do you think?

Are you resigned to having a spinster daughter?

She's a marvellous girl. She'll find a man who loves her.

Yes.

When, if she never steps out with anyone?

Giulio..

I've got an idea, but you have to help me.

What idea?

- Sugar? - No, I'd better not.

Anyway, they didn't hear the gun shot

because the party. went on late into the night.

Did anything interesting come up on the Musso family?

Family is a strong word.

Those three people lived like strangers.

The governess didn't talk, but everyone knows.

Adriana Musso first set foot there as the Duchess’ nurse,

then when she died, she took her place..

Let's hear what she has to say

and try to understand why they locked the door.

And the murderer who vanished like a ghost.

Anyway, there was gossip about the Duchess too.

- It seems she had a lover. - Mario Capece.

On our way to the trattoria, I'll tell you what Garzo said.

You don't get it.

I can't eat in a trattoria until I've lost 10 kilos. See? No sugar.

- What's got into you? - Don't worry.

That blackmailer Mode will only give us the necropsy

if I pay for his dinner. So let's go.

- Inspector, please... - Raffaele!

My gosh, it's disgusting.

Madam.

He didn't have the guts to make out a report.

We've become a population of sheep, a country of sheep and a few goats.

Are you grazing?

- At least some bread... - No!

No bread.

- What's with him? - He's determined to lose weight.

Maione, lose weight? I know, young lover.

Lover... Forget it.

Now that you've satisfied your primeval hunger,

can you tell us the result of the necropsy?

- She was a really beautiful woman. - What about pertinent information?

Jesus... Always straight to the point, Ricciardi.

You're too young to understand that side dishes are the best ones.

- Precisely. - Speaking of side dishes...

So, front and occipital fracture.

Fragments of fabric and feathers in her brain.

She was shot through the pillow.

And her heart was still beating when she was shot.

- What does that mean? - That she wasn't dead yet.

He wanted to be sure she was dead.

You know, when you kill someone, you're never 100% sure they're dead.

Add to it that maybe he was afraid of being recognised and...

There was quite a struggle, I think.

It's strange, doctor. She seemed to be sleeping.

They straightened her up with a bullet in her forehead.

It all happened fast, between midnight and 2am.

And the ring mark she had on the left ring finger?

Yes, the middle finger was dislocated. But there was no haematoma.

- So she had another ring? - It's very likely.

No haematoma on the middle finger means...

That one ring was pulled off before she died and the other, after.

Understand? Now if I may, I'll order dessert,

because I don't have a young lover and I don't have these problems.

- Marco? - Coming.

- Maione, not even dessert? - No, doctor. No dessert.

Who are you? How did you get in?

Sorry to have scared you.

- Scared me? I'm calling the police. - Please, don't be alarmed.

I'm here to protect you.

By breaking into my house like a thief?

Protecting me from what?

You're a known woman and are very dear to someone up high.

Who are you?

Call me Falco.

That's all I need, and it should be all you need.

Are you from the police?

Why, you have a weakness for the police?

How dare you adopt that tone? I won't allow it!

And I'm on holiday. Is it forbidden?

No, no.

But some people...

find your idea strange.

Really? Who?

Your friend Edda, for exam

- I'm very tired. - I understand.

I'm going to bed, if you don't mind.

I'm leaving.

I'll see you soon.

Good night.

Finally.

You must be tired. The kids wanted to wait up for you,

but they were exhausted.

Especially Antonio, who acted like a big boy.

- What is it? - Nothing.

- You said it. I'm very tired. - And you must be famished.

I made macaroni. It'll take one minute to heat it up.

No, I'm not hungry.

I'm going to sleep.

Women, here's the knife sharpener!

Raffaele, you don't eat enough fruit.

- You want a bunch of grapes? - No, thanks.

We've known each other a long time. I'm saying it for you.

Sweating like that isn't good. You have to lose some weight.

Who asked you? It's my business.

If your friends don't tell you certain things...

You should do it for that flower, Donna Lucia.

You worry about your fruit and your vegetables.

And forget about flowers. Is that clear?

- Have a good day, Raffaele. - Have a good day.

This way.

Thank you.

The ring...

The ring...

The ring...

The ring...

You took off the ring.

The ring...

"Your Mario."

"Your Mario."

"Your Mario... Your Mario."

Wasn't the Duchess afraid someone would find them?

Who? Only Mariuccio and I come, and he can't read.

- So nobody else came in here? - Not during the day.

But in the evening, at a certain time, I go to sleep.

This is Master Ettore's flat.

He moved here after his mother, Duchess Virginia, died,

to be closer to the plants.

- Good morning. Ettore Musso. - Good morning, Duke.

I'm Sergeant Maione and this is Inspector Ricciardi.

My heartfelt condolences.

Heartfelt condolences...

Excuse me. I'm unpardonable.

- May I offer you something? - No, thank you.

We’ll be very quick.

I was up late last night, I just woke up. How can I help you?

Maybe I don't have a sense of humour,

but I didn't detect any irony in the Sergeant's words.

Excuse me, Inspector.

But the death of my father's wife is the best news I've received in years.

How can the violent death of a young woman be considered good news, Duke?

Please, Inspector, no titles.

Call me Ettore or Musso.

Anyway, it's easy.

I hated that woman.

May I ask you where you were on Saturday night

between midnight and 2am?

She got into this house with deceit.

She bewitched my father, she made friends, lovers...

And most of all, she soiled the memory of my mother.

- Where were you on Saturday night? - I came up here to avoid seeing her.

I listen to the city from here.

Do you hear those children? They don't know it,

but their destiny is about to become reality.

Someone will guide them to the sun.

They'll be masters of history.

But they must remain in their place.

In tomorrow's world, there's no room for deceit.

I asked you a question. Please, answer.

I didn't kill her, that’s what you want to know.

And when she died, I wasn't at home.

I found out the following morning. Concetta was screaming.

I went down and asked that a doctor and the police be called.

Do you or your father have a gun? Was there a weapon in the house?

No. There should be a sword somewhere, but no firearm.

I'll ask you again. Where were you that night?

Inspector, that's none of your business.

Now forgive me, but my plants are waiting for me.

Finally home. What time do you call this?

- What happened to you? - I took a walk.

Why is the table set?

We have guests for dinner, and you're still like this!

Go and get changed. It's late.

Who's coming? Why are you so agitated?

Dad, may I know what's going on?

Nothing. I met Luciano Fiore.

Remember him? He has a store next to us.

- We wanted to organise a dinner. - He's coming with his wife and son.

He’s a decent sort. They sell the loveliest fabrics in the city.

Go and get changed. Hurry, it's late. Go on.

Let some light in, Concetta.

I'm dead, Inspector.

But not now.

I died when my first wife left us,

the real one, Virginia.

Why do you say this?

A man dies

when he no longer means anything to anyone.

The last person to whom I meant something

was Virginia.

When did you last see the Duchess?

The last time I saw her was Easter.

She looked at me and said,

"Christ has risen.

You rise too."

She put a bouquet of flowers in a vase.

I wonder who had given them to her.

And she went out.

How long had you been married?

I know... I know what you're thinking, Inspector.

She was young and I'm old.

I've always known

she only wanted my title,

my money.

And I gave them to her.

In exchange for her beauty,

her youth...

Inspector,

love doesn't exist.

It's an illusion.

You have a son, don't you

Yes, Ettore.

Now if you'll excuse me, I'm tired.

Of course. One last thing, Duke.

Did the last Duchess wear a ring?

When Virginia died,

I took off her ring,

the one all the Camparino duchesses wore.

I gave it to that woman.

It was too large for her ring finger,

so she put it on her middle finger.

When you’ve finished with it,

return it to us.

To my son.

Of course, if we find it.

I think the 6C 1750 Super Sport is much, better.

Cars are like women. You need to test them first.

He's always had a passion for cars, since he was a little boy.

Cars and clothes.

That's why he grew up with such refined taste.

Enrica started sewing dresses for her dolls at the age of 5.

Impressive!

She sews and embroiders better than me.

Then you should definitely come to the store.

Some silk jersey came in that's out of this world.

- Where are you going? - To get dessert.

Baba. Nobody makes it like she does. You'll taste her specialty.

I could live off babas and sfogliatellas.

- You like sfogliatellas too? - Every morning at Gambrinus.

Here it is!

Good girl!

Why didn't you tell me? I've been walking up and down the kitchen

heating this stuff up, and you say you don't want to eat!

Watch out, it'll fall:

I ate out, but if I'm not home by a certain hour, you can go to sleep.

As if I didn't know that another investigation is underway.

- How did you find out? - I've known you since you were born.

A glance is enough for me.

Let's go to sleep. We're both tired.

I'd even made beans!

He'll eat them tomorrow with pasta. There.

What are you doing here? Did something happen?

Nothing.

Good night.

Excuse me. I'm going to give them a hand.

Rosa,

listen.

Yes, I know I don't have long to live.

You must promise me something.

Luigi Alfredo has no one. He only has you.

I' entrust my son to you.

Promise me, Rosa. Promise you'll take care of him.

I promise, Baroness.

I promise.

Look at this marvel.

The English tried-to copy, us, but Florence straw is unique.

Dad. Yes?

You know I never ask you anything.

But you have to promise me something now.

What is it, dear?

I don't ever want to see Sebastiano Fiore again.

Good morning. What a lucky day!

Mr Colombo, with your permission, I'd like to buy your daughter a coffee.

A lucky day.

Stop with those hands. I’ll cut them off!

Go on! Go on!

Some hot peppers?

- If you want a sprig... - I'll see you soon.

- Have a good day. - You too, Ciruzzo. Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Allow me to offer you something, madam. Do me this honour, please.

You see, the person I was waiting for is here.

Excuse me.

- Good morning. - You're late.

By about a dozen hours.

But I forgive you.

I'm sorry that you were bothered.

A woman like you doesn't go unnoticed around here.

Even a man going around without a hat doesn't go unnoticed.

So, have you decided how long you'll stay here?

Are you already tired of me?

No. It was just a question.

The answer is... I don't know.

Real freedom is not having plans. Don't you think?

Points of view, I imagine.

- Enrichetta, is this table all right?

Thank you.

- This is the perfect setting for you. - Thank you.

I have to admit Mother was right.

She was right about you.

- Do you want a sfogliatella? - No, thank you.

Enrichetta, are you all right?

It's just that the heat bothers me.

Would you mind accompanying me back to the store?

Of course, but isn’t walking in this sun worse?

- No, it's not worse. - All right. Let's go.

- May I visit you this evening - Of course you can come.

You're always welcome in my home. And don't call me Enrichetta.

Accompany you to the store.

- What is it? - Nothing.

Will you have something else?

A little bit of your attention.

So you're the famous Inspector Ricciardi,

the baron who works as a policeman.

Luciano!

One who doesn't climb the career ladder.

They say your superiors are afraid of you.

And also your subordinates.

They say you bring bad luck.

Too bad we're here to talk about you and not about me.

In particular, the death of a woman it's said you knew well.

- Isn't that so, Capece? - That woman has a name.

Adriana Musso. Duchess di Camparino, Baron.

I loved her, but I don’t expect you to understand.

Listen, Capece. You respect us and we'll respect you.

Otherwise, we'll have this nice chat at the station.

I didn't kill her.

- Even if she died because of me. - What do you mean?

You must have heard about our argument at the theatre.

- Your boss was there. - Why did you argue?

She laughed and made fun of me in front of that petty gigolo,

in front of the whole city.

So I took her ring, but she kept on laughing.

I got furious and slapped her.

What ring

Here.

It's of no value, but for me it was very valuable.

I gave it to her as my oath of love.

What did you do after that?

I went to drink along the seafront.

Alone.

I don't have any witnesses.

I have to ask you something else.

Do you own a gun?

I won't answer.

If you want to accuse me, arrest me.

Remain at our disposal, Capece. Have a good day.

A scene of eternal beauty.

- What do you want? - I told you, I want to protect you.

- From what? - From yourself.

You are your own worst enemy, madam.

You same all this way to s-ay that?

No.

I came to inform you that

that man, your inspector, is being kept under observation.

- Did he do something? - - Not yet.

But he's an ambiguous person.

He isn't married, he doesn't have a family,

he spends time with people like Dr Modo,

who tells everyone that he's against the government.

I'm sorry to have ruined the scene.

Have a lovely evening.

Are you playing battleships?

Why? What time is it? Excuse me. It's ready in the kitchen.

Forget it. I'm not hungry.

You're not hungry? Don't you feel well?

Yes, I'm fine, I'm just not hungry.

Then give me a hand in checking these accounts.

It's your land. It should be in your interest.

I'm old.

When I'm gone, who will take care of these things?

You know that the land doesn't interest me.

But in the future you'll have children and you have to think of them.

Not everyone is destined to have children.

What do you mean?

Nothing.

Go and rest. Good night.

Shame.

Shame.

Buffoons, clowns!

Four against one! Shame on you.

Shame.

Buffoons, clowns! Four against one!

Shame, shame.

I hope I'll see you soon.

- Good morning, Donna Rosa. - Good morning, Mimmina.

- Do me a favour. - What?

If you see the hairdresser, tell her to come to my house.

Very well, Donna Rosa. You want to look lovely today!

Yes, right.

- Morning, madam. - I'd like two bottles of wine.

Sure.

Inspector.

He managed to steal the scene from the Duchess.

Raffaele, Capece is here.

Follow him. Get information on him. Ask that girlfriend of yours.

She's not my girlfriend. How should I tell you?

- Informant. - Our informant.

Go.

- Good morning, Sergeant. - Good morning.

- I'll give you a good time. - Let's go, come on.

- Goodness. - Sergeant, what a pleasure!

I was eating a pasta omlette. You want some?

No, no. Just a glass of water.

- Water and sugar will perk you up. - No sugar, Bambinella. Just water.

All right. You want to stay slim.

You’re a man of stomach and presence.

- You're such a handsome hunk! - Don't you dare.

Jesus... What an ugly temperament!

I knew you were coming. You went to the Duchess's funeral.

Were there a lot of people?

- How do you know? - I hold this city in my fist.

- What do you want to know, Sergeant? - All that you know about Mario Capece.

He's a handsome man, but not my type. You, instead...

Bambinella, please. I don't have time, come on!

- It wouldn't be time wasted... - Well?

All right. The Duchess had a real relationship with Capece.

It had been going on for 5, 6 years. But sometimes she was a slut.

- Is Capece's wife dead? - She died inside, Sergeant.

A friend of mine who worked for them..

A friend? You tell me like this? Where is she? Still there?

In a certain sense..

In what sense?

In that sense.

In that sense... In that sense.

What are you doing with this thing? Put it inside, please.

You don't even know how to screw!

Oh, come on!

Excuse me.

Is the Party's head office here?

Who are you? What do you want?

I'm Inspector Ricciardi, Naples Police.

Whoever you are, you'd better leave.

I'll go when I've obtained the information I need.

Maybe you don't understand.

If you don't go right now, I'll have you chased across the courtyard.

I want to talk to Ettore Musso di Camparino.

- Enough. I told you to go! - Mastrogiacomo.

Down, boy.

Come to my office.

Please.

I'm Inspector Ricciardi.

Luigi Alfredo, born in Fortino, in the province of Salerno 31 years ago.

You want me to continue?

I know all about you, Inspector.

Is it too much to ask you who you are?

My name is Pivani, Achille Pivani. I'm a functionary of the Party.

Temporarily a guest in your lovely city.

What do you do in this lovely city,

besides bringing order, obviously?

To obtain order, one must fight disorder, fight?

You fight criminals.

I fight those who want to change that order.

What was Ettore Musso di Camparino doing here last night?

Ettore is a friend.

A man of great culture, an expert in politics.

He writes many speeches for the Party.

Too(bad he doesn't have an alibi for the night

when Duchess Adriana di Camparino was killed.

If you suspect him, you're completely off track.

Why are you so sure?

I know Ettore, and that's enough for me.

Not for me.

Sergeant...

Sergeant!

- Hello. - GiuTietta?

- No, I'm Maria. Want to come with me? - No, I'm looking for Giulietta.

Sure? Yes! Please...

- I'm looking for Giulietta. - Down to the left.

- Hello, Sergeant. - Hello...

- You want to come up? - No. I'm looking for someone else.

- Come on, Sergeant! - Yes, all right...

You'll need to pry the words from that girl’s mouth using pliers.

But since I'm a true Puglia woman, I managed to get her to talk.

- Why? What did she say? - That she doesn't like the boy.

Her mother organised everything. She's afraid she'll be a spinster.

But she's romantic, Donna Rosa. She only wants to marry for love.

And...

does she have someone in mind?

That's the big news.

Every evening, she sits in front of the window embroidering.

She knows that out front your young man is looking at her.

Now I understand.

I understand everything.

They were wonderful years, really great, Sergeant.

Not much money.

But I got along well with the lady, really well.

I also got along with Mr Capece.

And the children were crazy about me. They were fond of me.

- How many children do they have? - Two. Andrea and Giovanna.

Andrea is now 16 and Giovanna is 11.

Are you two still in touch?

Yes, until a couple of years ago. 2 years ago.

The last time I went to see them,

- I got a bad feeling. - What do you mean?

Why?

- It seemed like a ghost house. - In what sense?

Mr Capece wasn't there,

Andrea looks like a ghost and the little girl, God bless her soul...

Then something strange happened.

Donna Sofia, instead of having me go to the kitchen as always,

she had me sit in the living room and she kept talking and talking...

But she seemed absent. Her eyes were lost in space.

What did she talk about?

She talked about the good old days,

about her husband... She talked about him as if he were dead.

Without nastiness, without hatred.

But with great sadness.

Did she tell you about the Duchess?

No, she didn't ask me anything, but it's clear that she knew.

She knew that I knew.

Everyone knew.

All right. One more thing.

Do you know if they had a gun in the house?

She said that the gun is in a safe,

and only he has the key.

Inspector, where are you going?

Inspector?

Forgive the hour, but we absolutely have to ask you something.

If it's not urgent, I'll see you tomorrow.

If it wasn't urgent, I wouldn't disturb you.

- I need a warrant. - What warrant?

To search Capece's home and question family members.

You didn't understand what I said.

I asked you for discretion from the start.

I know, sir, but you don't know what we just found out.

The Duchess di Camparino had just begun a new relationship.

- With whom? - I'm not in a position to say yet,

but it's one of the most important figures in the city.

We must find out about Capece immediately

so that the name of this person won't come out pointlessly.

Inspector, he almost had a heart attack.

Why did you make up that story?

To continue the investigation, Raffaele.

Good evening.

Hi, Ricciardi.

- Sergeant, good evening. - Good evening, madam. And goodbye.

Inspector.

Cat got your tongue?

How are you?

I'm starving.

I'll bet you are too.

So, no protesting.

Let's go before Garzo comes out.

You were right, it's delicious. Perhaps the best in Naples.

-Everything here has a different scent.

I think I could live in this city.

Actually, living here is completely different.

You're used to a lot more. You're used to Rome,

- your home, your friends... - My past, my ghosts.

I'd like to try leaving everything behind, yes.

And starting again.

It was in May, I'll never forget

A song that we sang together

The more time passes, the more I remember

The air was fresh and the song was sweet

And she said: "My heart!

"My heart, you go far away

"You leave me, I'll count the hours

Who knows when you'll come back!"

I answered: "I'll come back

"When the roses blossom

"If these flowers blossom in May

"I'll be here in May too!

"If these flowers blossom in May

I'll be here in May too!"

Excuse me, madam, I've never heard a voice like yours.

Thank you very much.

Why did you stop singing?

Because everyone would've seen me as the wife of the great Vezzi.

And I wanted to look after my son.

My mother had a beautiful voice.

- Singing made her strong. - How old was she when she died?

Good evening, Inspector.

Inspector, careful where you go at night.

Ricciardi, did you understand?

Be careful of the questions you're asking.

Four against one! Shame, shame.

Buffoons, clowns!

Don't react.

He was mutilated. Do you remember?

"Four against one.

Shame, buffoons, clowns!"

You're just four buffoons, clowns.

Be careful.

Next time it won't be clubs, but knives.

To arms!

To arms! We're Fascists!

We are members of Fascism

- I'm sorry. I'll walk you home. - Why were they upset with you?

Did you do something to upset someone powerful?

If I upset someone, it's only because I'm doing my duty.

Yes, excuse me...

I was afraid.

Forgive me.

Good morning. Are you Dad's friends?

Yes. I'm Luigi or Alfredo, if you prefer.

- This is Raffaele, and you? - I'm Giovanna.

Giovanna, be a good girl and have the gentlemen come in.

Please.

Good girl, Gio Gio.

Now go and play in your room.

- You come too, later. - Of course.

Thanks for the warning. They've been through enough because of me.

- Good morning. - This is my wife, Sofia.

Let's go to the living room.

These are tough times.

A journalist can't make it on just his work.

He was helping the Duchess with her book of memoirs.

That's why they saw each other.

Madam, where were you on the night between Saturday and Sunday?

Where, Inspector? Here at home, with my husband.

The kids were in their room and we were in ours.

Your husband said he was out all night.

My husband must have been confused.

At night, I keep the key under my pillow.

Nobody could have left.

This is our son, Andrea.

The Inspector and the Sergeant are asking us some questions.

You can tell them that on Saturday night we were here. Your father too.

I was sleeping.

But if you say so..

If you don’t need me, * I'm going to wash.

When did you last see your father?

Madam.

Let him answer.

I'm on holiday. I wake up late.

When I go to sleep at night, he isn’t back yet.

In the morning when I wake up, he's already gone.

Excuse me.

I have one last question for you.

I think you'd better answer this time.

Are there weapons in the house?

I keep it here.

Not loaded, of course.

How is that possible?

- It's always been in here. - And now it's disappeared.

I haven't taken it out for some time.

Madam?

Did you know this gun existed?

Yes. My husband and I don't have secrets.

But I don't set foot in here, even to clean up.

Have you had any visitors recently? Strangers at home, workers, couriers?

No, Inspector. Nobody's been here in a long time.

Was it a Beretta 765?

Madam, could you leave us alone a minute?

Did you know that the Duchess was killed with such a weapon?

And do you know how many such guns still exist?

Capece, this is a very serious matter.

I should at least take you to the station.

I'm ready.

But if you're afraid I'll run away, don't worry.

Where do you think a dead man can go?

Who was the Duchess' mysterious new lover?

If it was Ettore Musso,

I can't even begin to think what a fuss that would cause.

Anyway, enough. This investigation must be closed.

The fact that the gun has disappeared is an important lead.

You have 24 hours to close this matter, Ricciardi.

You'll have the culprit tomorrow.

Come in.

I was told about the incident last night.

- It won't happen again. - That's not why I'm here.

I'm here for Ettore Musso.

If he doesn't say where he was the night of the crime, he'll go on trial.

Please.

You have no evidence against him.

He's suspect number one. He has no alibi, he risks a lot.

You re-introduced the death sentence, right?

Certainly not for people like Ettore.

What's certain is that he'll end his days in prison.

And I get the impression that he's protecting someone.

It'd be just like him.

You know him well, right?

He was one of the first people I met when I came here.

- Where did you meet? - At the San Carlo Theatre.

When we met, we had a good laugh. Achille, Ettore...

Like the deadly rivals in Troy.

But you became good friends.

I saw you together the other evening outside.

You're the person that Ettore is trying to protect,

because he was with you that evening.

Yes, it's true. It's me.

He's risking prison for me, to save my reputation.

But Ettore doesn't know

that I'd testify not once, but a hundred times.

He's worth a lot more than my reputation.

Pivani, I give you my word.

If we find the culprit, this story will not come out.

Thank you.

I have information that might interest you.

We put Capece under surveillance.

Nothing came up, but something turned up about his son.

On the evening of the crime, the boy left the house with a bundle.

He slipped into the basement of an alley behind his house.

Shortly after, he came out empty-handed.

Thank you.

I assure you we'll find the culprit.

One last thing, Ricciardi.

Dr Modo...

He should be careful about what he says in public.

- Have a nice day. - You too.

Raffaele.

Finally.

Go and wash up a bit. You're all sweaty.

I made vegetable soup. Want me to heat it up?

With this heat?

We're eating a lot of vegetables in this house lately.

You said you want to eat light.

So light that I'll go to bed without eating.

Make all the noise you want. I'm still awake.

That’s nothing new. You never surprise me.

Go to bed.

I ran into the hairdresser yesterday.

She hoped she'd get a lot of customers

doing their hair for the engagement of a young lady here in front.

But she called it off. Even if her mother doesn't know yet.

- She called it off? - Everything.

You should stop listening to the gossip from these women.

Was just making conversation!

Andrea!

Well? Why did you hide the gun?

Just to make a good impression on my friends.

It won't take long to establish it was the weapon that killed the Duchess,

so let's not waste any time.

Listen,

whatever the reason, I know you did it for your family.

My family no longer exists.

That man's not my father,

and my mother... Did you see her?

If you hid the gun, it's because you know who shot it.

I did it.

So just clarify for us: you got to the building,

the Duchess was still in her nightgown.

When she saw you, she got frightened, she screamed

and you fired four gun shots, right?

Yes.

The Duchess still had her evening dress on,

and only one shot was fired. What do you say about that?

All right.

- My father did it. - No, Andrea.

It couldn't have been your father. He has an alibi.

Come on.

Don't you realise how much she's suffered?

The sorrow drove her mad. She doesn't know what she did.

That' first year, there were constant arguments.

I tried to be nice in every way.

I cooked his favourite food,

but he never came home.

And I spent my nights asking myself what I'd done.

Mum.

Take your sister away.

What's going on?

Then I realised I hadn't done anything.

I'd just stayed in my place.

So one evening, instead of staying home crying, I went out.

I waited far them outside the theatre.

When they came out, they were laughing.

She was beautiful.

He looked at her in a way that he’d never looked at me.

After that night, I began following them.

I watched over them, like an angel.

I lived off their happiness.

But then she began cheating on him.

Mario didn't suspect anything because she always went back to him.

But lately she'd had a crush on that young man.

Mario realised, and he made a scene.

He snatched the ring off her finger. That ring was mine.

He gave it to me when Andrea was born.

You sound like you were at the theatre too.

I was, hidden behind the cloakroom.

I saw everything.

So I followed her outside the theatre,

to a restaurant in the shopping gallery, and that man joined her.

They had dinner together.

Everyone could see them.

How would that make my husband look?

Ridiculous.

I couldn't allow that. I had to do something.

What did you do?

I took the gun and went to her.

I just wanted to scare her.

But when I saw her on the sofa with the pillow over her face,

so drunk that she couldn't even get into bed,

I got furious.

I shot her.

Mum, I'm going.

Dad's in his place.

You really take after him.

I didn't offer you anything.

Not even a glass of rosolio?

Are you sure?

I don't think I'll ever get used to it.

Every time we arrest a culprit, a murderer,

something breaks.

I feel a hole inside.

Excuse me. I'm certainly not here to talk about myself.

It'd be good for you to do that sometimes.

You're a terrible warden of yourself.

I'd tell you to be at peace, but it'd be pointless.

- Only you can decide that. - Yes, only me.

Who's this murderer?

A woman. I'm afraid she's one of your flock.

Sofia capece.

Poor woman.

She's suffered so much.

We've known each other for many years.

I baptised Andrea and Giovanna.

Stay close to the father. He's not used to looking after his children.

- The boy holds a grudge against him. - I care for them very much.

I'll do all I can.

Than

Inspector,

tomorrow afternoon I'm holding a mass in honour of the Madonna della Catena.

I'll pray for Sofia too. I'd like you to come.

All right, Father Pierino, I'll be there.

Thank you. Thank you.

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Here you are, finally.

- I didn't know we had an appointment. - What matters is that one of us knew.

What are you reading?

Nothing.

- Something I need for work. - I have news.

Tomorrow my trunks arrive from Rome.

In Naples?

Such enthusiasm!

Sorry I can't live up to your expectations.

If I were you, I'd think it over.

This is a difficult city for a woman who’s alone.

Tell me, Ricciardi...

I want you to answer honestly.

Do you have a woman?

No.

But there is one on my mind.

Even if she doesn't know.

Then I will fight.

I think I have the right to some happiness.

I feel that I could make you happy.

Besides, it's not just for you.

There's Naples, the sun...

Where have you been, all dressed up?

You had a date with Sebastiano?

I didn't have a date.

I don't want to see Sebastiano Fiore again.

What do you mean?

I'm in love with someone else.

Congratulations, Ricciardi.

Capece's wife!

- Best thing that could happen to us. - A poor mother of two children

spending the rest of her life in a criminal asylum

is the best outcome?

What's that got to do with it? I'm just glad the case is closed.

You should be glad too.

Now you have more time to spend with a certain lady.

You need anything else?

Congratulations.

Double!

He's such an idiot.

Forget it, Inspector. It's not worth getting upset.

You mean Garzo? No, I wasn't thinking about him.

What were you thinking?

We have a confession, but too many things don't add up.

Well, if you need anything, you can count on me.

No, Raffaele. Now you're going home.

You've neglected your wife too much lately.

Actually, Inspector, I haven't just neglected her.

I've treated her badly.

Because of that Ciruzzo, the greengrocer.

How is it possible?

He's as thin as a nail.

And he compliments her when she buys fruit.

Everything is clear now. The diet; the bad moods...

Go and talk to Lucia. You're lucky.

You have a woman you love and a real relationship. Go.

You think?

All right, I'll go.

- Lucia. - Hey.

Did you make pasta with beans?

And clams. So you won't forget why you married me.

How can I forget?

Where are the children?

They're having dinner at my sister’s.

- Wow! - Nice, huh?

Now tell me, how do you think I should feel

about you refusing the food I made with so much Jove for you?

And how do you think I should feel seeing my wife

flirting with an imbecile greengrocer?

If I see him, I’ll tear out his moustache, one hair at a time.

Really?

Raffaele, is there a bigger fool than you in all of Naples?

Don't you know that I've never liked thin men?

I think that in all of Naples,

there's not a man luckier than me.

What are you doing? What...?

- The plates! - It doesn't matter.

- What was his name? Ciruzzo? - Ciruzzo.

- You're over-friendly. - What?

Ciruzzo... How could you?

Fool.

Good evening, Ettore.

Were you looking for me?

Yes, Inspector. I wanted to thank you. I heard.

- It was just a clarification. - You showed rare sensitivity.

- I wanted to say... - Forget it.

I'd rather you answer me with sincerity.

The ring...

Only you could have taken it off. Right?

That morning, when I heard Concetta scream,

I rushed over.

The first thing I saw was the ring.

Her hand was dangling from the sofa with my mother's ring on her finger.

I had everyone leave

and I yanked it off as hard as I could.

What have I done wrong? When my colleagues get off work,

beautiful women await them, beautiful cars...

While I, on the other hand, I always see a sad policeman.

Bruno, I need to ask you something important.

You said that before the murder, there was a struggle, right?

But Sofia Capece found the Duchess sleeping

and shot her through the pillow. So there was no struggle.

Maybe she doesn't remember. You said she was half-crazy too.

You're obsessed. You only talk about Capece.

Then let's change the subject.

- Let’s talk about you. - About me? No, I'm not interesting.

You're wrong.

Some find you so interesting that you've been put under surveillance.

How do you know? Who told you?

I questioned someone.

This person said to warn you to keep out of trouble.

All right, you told me. Your conscience is at ease.

It's not a matter of conscience, Bruno. It's selfishness.

You're the best coroner that I know.

It'd bother me if I had to give you up.

This time I'm the one to have something to tell you.

I've decided to move here.

I don't need your protection anymore.

Mrs Lucani,

you know full well that this is not up to you or me.

I received precise orders, and you know who from.

I'll talk to Edda, and I’ll tell her

I don't want Inspector Ricciardi to be kept under observation.

I didn't think you were so naive, madam.

Speak with whoever you want.

Nobody is above the regime.

The word "chain",

we almost always associate it with bad things.

Like prison,

slavery, poverty...

Or the chains of the soul,

of the senses and of vice.

But there are also good chains.

'Like the ones that tie man to God.

God will never break these chains.

Only the sin of man can break them.

Inspector, where are you going? Inspector?

Inspector!

Is this how you broke into the flat?

You took the ring off.

Dad!

Dad, I'm coming with you. I'm hungry.

- Darling, I'll come as soon as I can. - Go to Mum, go on.

Why did you kill her?

For my children.

I did it for them.

I didn't want them to know what hunger is, like I did.

The waste in this household made me angry.

So sometimes, at night, I took something from the pantry.

What were you doing here? There’s no pantry here, Sciarra.

What happened that night?

After closing the pantry,

she caught me right there.

There were fireworks, I hadn't heard her.

She said: "Thief!

Tomorrow you all leave,"

She fired me.

So I followed her, but without knowing why.

I could only see hunger, poverty, desperation...

My family without a place to go! You understand, Inspector?

Go on.

So she locked the chain and I waited a second.

Then I took off the ring.

The ring, the ring! You took off the ring.

The ring, the ring! You took off the ring.

When she saw me,

she looked at me with hatred.

So I took the pillow

and held it tightly over her fade. She kicked and kicked, and screamed,

but then..

She stopped moving.

I stood still.

Then I heard my son's voice in the corridor.

He'd woken up because of the fireworks'.

So I went to him and took him back to bed,

but I had to go back to close the door.

When I crossed the courtyard, I heard someone running,

and the front door closed.

I got scared, I was afraid of getting caught.

I slowly closed it

and went back home.

May I say goodbye to my children before you take me to jail?

Two children are already paying for a crime they didn't commit.

Their sacrifice is enough for everyone.

Your children need you, and they come before justice.

- Thank you, sir. - Sciarra!

Go to them.

But be careful.

- You won't get a second chance. - Yes. Thank/you, thank you...

Dear miss,

please allow me to write to you so I won't give the impression

of being a bad-mannered person,

who dares be so brazen as to greet you from the window.

My name is Luigi Alfredo Ricciardi.

This short letter's only intent is to ensure

that my greetings are not bothersome

when I occasionally see you from afar.