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Let's start dredging from here.

Good morning Inspector.
Good morning Marn.

How are you? So-so, it's not bad.
Thank you.

'Morning. 'morning.

Good morning. How did it happen?

Still not clear, but from the
first summary investigations

it is an accident.

How are you doing? Fine.

Hello.

The decapitated, Umberto Paradisi,

had rented the excavator
for one day only

with the driver, a
certain Anzuini Mario

who disappeared without a trace.

The first hypothesis could
be that Anzuini

made a mistake in the maneuver
and took Paradisi's head off

and then panicked and
went on the run.

So do you think the
case is solved?

Of course, it's the usual
involuntary

manslaughter with escape

of the person responsible.

It will be enough for me to track
down Anzuini and

everything is solved.

No, I'll take care of that.

All right, Inspector, as you wish.

Me and Bozzi will
stick to forensics

to get the result.

We will give you a
detailed report.

I have here the documents
found on Paradisi,

shall I attach them to the report?
Yes.

"Bruche and Capacci Company.
Movers of large Earth material"

"Decapitation in a Quarry.
Traces of blood on a digger-

serious indications that the
operator is sought by the police."

So, do you recognize him? Yes,
that's him.

Didn't you ask him about the job
he needed the excavator for?

No, there's no reason why
I should have.

He paid in advance for the
excavator and the driver

and in cases like those we do not
ask so many questions.

Will you sign my bill? Yes.

Start the truck now. Look
what a fucking mess.

Does Anzuini like to drink? -
Certainly not a teetotaler.

Working here in the quarry the
workers always have a

throat full of dust.

Let's make one thing clear: for
us it was an accident

and moreover we are insured.

Can't you tell me
where he is hiding?

No, I have no idea.

Are you sure? - Of course,
otherwise I would tell you.

Are you sure? - Of course,
otherwise I would tell you.

All right.

Anyway if he shows up tell him
to turn himself in

for his own good. Sure.

But he's going to get into a lot
of trouble, you know,

he has a wife

and four children, poor devil.

It's too early to tell that. The
investigation has just begun.

Certainly the behavior of
Anzuini is not clear.

Why?

I do not know, here in 15 years he
has never had an accident.

With machines he has always
been the most skilled.

Mrs. Paradisi, I'm sorry,
fortify yourself.

Please listen, here is Dr. Anna
Borgese's answering machine.

For professional reasons I'm
momentarily unavailable.

For any communication you
have 45 seconds

to leave a message and your name.

Please speak at the signal.

Anna, it's me, Luca.
Please have a seat.

I'll call you back later. Maybe
I'll be free tonight. Bye.

Madam, you must sign the
identification report.

Wait. Are you sure?

It is surely Umberto. Was that
your husband's name?

Yes, but we were not married.

What did he do? He was a
sales representative.

For which company? I do not know.

He should have a sample book at
home, a commission record book,

maybe he had a collaborator.

No, he used to work alone and
didn't keep anything at home.

He was often out for several days,
then came back with the money,

but where it came from--

So you can't explain to me why he
was on that field with that

excavator. Correct?

No, I don't know anything.
Who knows.

He had become so strange
in recent times.

What did you notice
different in his behavior?

He spoke little, he was
out all day long.

Did your husband tell you about--
He was not my husband.

Sorry.
Did Paradisi ever have

the occasion to

mention in your presence

such an Anzuini Mario?
Do you remember?

No, never.

Negative result. The archive has
no previous records,

then Anzuini is not a
previous offender.

Previous offender or not,
you have to find him.

Yes? Tell me. How?

We don't have to look for him,
they have found him.

Inspector. Brigadier, good
morning. Hello.

- Good morning.
- Ah, good morning, Inspector.

Good morning.

The report arrived while I was
in the operations room.

Of course I ran here. They
warned you, didn't they?

Yes, yes. Inspector.

Anyway here, as usual, we have
not touched anything,

but the case is quite clear,
it is suicide.

What is it?

Doctor, look, I should talk to
you for a moment.

Please, do it.

It changes from case to case.

- Who found him?
- The guardian.

Have you touched anything?

I have not touched anything, I
called the police immediately.

All right, you can go, I'll have
them call you at the office.

Did you get the personal
information? Yes, Sir.

Marn, it's murder, with
suicide simulation.

It is so, believe me.

If Anzuini had really climbed on
the bin to hang himself

he would have stuck his head in
the noose lifting on the tips,

is that clear?

Sure, we were saying
that with you.

In that case, after
hanging himself,

his height, due to the breaking of
the cervical vertebrae,

would be increased of two to three
centimeters, don't you think,

doctor?

Yes, more or less two or
three centimeters.

And the feet could not have
touched the bin,

but they would have rested on it.

So someone slipped the noose
around the neck of Anzuini

and then lifted him with the rope
passed over the iron hanging him.

Finally, to simulate suicide

he put the bin and the empty
flask under the body.

It is a murder!

Yes, sir, cruel and ruthless like
the other committed

with the excavator.

I recommend it,
evening edition eh!

And add, the style of a
sadistic killer

to which the police of course
will give no respite.

Is that okay?

I will keep you informed.
Talk to you soon.

Marn.

Inspector I am doing here some
public relations.

This is a journalist friend
of mine. Yes yes.

Marn, we must sound out the swamp.

Yes, okay, tomorrow afternoon?

No today, and as soon as possible.

I need to know what Paradisi was
looking for, and why

he was killed.

All right.

But what are we looking for?
Maybe a corpse.

Another one? - Yes. Another one.

But who lives up there? Did you
get any information or is it

still to be determined?

No, no, a vagabond lives there, a
certain Mattia Quartapelle.

Where are you going now,
Inspector?

I'll be right back.

You meanwhile continue,
search the bottom well.

All right, Inspector.

May I come in? - It is open.

Who is it?

Good morning.

He also said good morning to me.

Are you Mr. Mattia Quartapelle?
- Ah he is a policeman.

They will never leave me alone.
- Yes, that's him.

- Can I ask you some questions?
- But what do you have to ask me?

Excuse me, but are you a
policeman? Don't you see it?

- May I? Adele Lodigiani, widow.
- I am Inspector Peretti,

nice to meet you.

Mr. Quartapelle.

I have already told the police
everything.

Yes, I know.

I read the report of your
interrogation

You did not see anything of what
happened at the swamp

because you go out every
morning to go to work.

Exactly.

And, excuse me, what kind
of work is it?

What I find is mine.

I do not understand, what
does that mean?

It means: if you throw away
something, why are you

throwing it away?

Because you don't need it, it is
indisputable, isn't it?

And who takes it away then?
The sweepers.

Attaboy! But I arrive before them,

I choose what I like and I
bring it here, you see?

Is that clear?
- Very clear.

When Paradisi was killed you
were not at home.

What is said is said, what is
written is written.

Lord, I know nothing,

I swear on the soul of my late
lamented father who died.

He's always like this, do
not care about it.

He is a good man, but he's
a little grouchy.

If you knew what I have
to withstand,

it needs my strength to live close
to him, you know?

But what can I do?

After so many years I've become
attached to him and I don't feel

like leaving him alone.

- But what would you do without me?
- Fuck you.

You may not believe this, but it's
five years we are engaged.

That's not true, don't
listen to her. Never.

Shame on you. He says no,

but he is in love with me and
gives me always the best

stuff for women.

What's that got to do with it?
I find it inside the garbage

and give it to her.

But I have furnished my home. I
have a nice cottage, you know?

My poor husband left it to me,
holy soul.

Poor cuckold.
- I have a TV set,

a garden, a telephone. Why
doesn't he come there?

No, he wants to stay here, where
now there is a swamp

that stinks, that makes you stink.

But why? Wasn't it there before?

Of course there was not.

Three months ago the sewer broke
down and the municipality has

not yet repaired it

and you're okay with it anyway,
this pig.

I am clean.

Not at all clean,

considering that you fall out of
bed every morning because the

lices throw you down.

Who is it? Inspector, we
would have finished.

All right, I'll be right there.
Now I have to go.

Thank you ma'am and goodbye.
Goodbye.

One moment, please. Have you come
for the Moroni case?

What?

Moroni. No.

Don't work so hard.

Make love while you are young,
because afterwards--

I'll cut it, it's better.

Hello.

Here is Dr. Anna Borgese's
answering machine.

Due to professional reasons I'm
momentarily unavailable.

You have 45 seconds to leave a
message and your name.

Speak, please.

So no one will bother us.

So every time I call the
answering machine--?

Is it too strong? No,
that's perfect.

So you think that? Yes, I will
have you checked.

I'm going to put a guard in
permanent service here

below the house.

We are so little together

that in the end we no longer know
even what to tell each other.

Do you know how I will end up?

Like that girl who used to help
me with the house.

She was a day waitress and her
husband a night watchman.

To have a baby she had to resign.

Luca, I speak seriously,

I don't know, we should try to be
a little more together.

Do you want to ruin my
evening again?

It's not my fault if every time I
have a free moment,

I call you and it's the answering
machine that answers me.

Here Dr. Borgese's home.

The doctor is not here due to
professional reasons.

One day you will phone me

and the answering machine will not
answer you anymore,

a man will answer you.

If it should happen don't
say it was my fault.

You know what I was thinking of?
What?

That you are right.

Look, then will we go and see
that house in Giglio?

Yes, but not tomorrow.

In the swamp we have found nothing

and this weekend it will be hard.

I have not succeeded yet in
finding any clue.

I have no elements, I hope
to find some traces

at Paradisi's home.

You have to be patient, my love.

These are the last ones.

Do you know which lock they open?

The jacket is one of
those he used less.

Maybe they come from the
insurance office

where Umberto worked
until a year ago.

No, no, no, this key is not
from our offices.

And what can you tell me
about Paradisi?

As far as Paradisi is concerned,
yes he worked with us.

He was one of our best detectives.
He was highly respected.

Ah, was he an investigator?

- And why was he fired?
- No, no, he was the one who left,

right after the Moroni case,
it seems to me.

Now let's see.

Grazia, please the Moroni file,
yes.

The Moroni case?

Have you came for the Moroni case?

Yes, yes the case of that little
girl who was kidnapped.

Have you heard about it?

Yes, yes I remember now.

A sensational case, perhaps you
have not dealt with it,

but it was in

all the newspapers,

I do not tell you then from the
point of view of the insurance, a

very complicated case

precisely for this reason we
gave it to Paradisi.

Thank you.

And where was the little girl
kidnapped?

In the park of the villa.

She was playing quietly

and when her mother looked outside
of the window, the little

girl was gone.

Stefy, Stefania.

She had been kidnapped.

Her father did not notify the
police, but immediately

paid the ransom

and in an attempt to get news of
the little one, he followed

the mediator,

but he was discovered and
kidnapped in turn.

Here is how we found him
one month later.

We covered with an insurance
the life of Moroni

and her daughter was
the beneficiary.

So, we had to ascertain the
identity of the two corpses

and this was precisely the
assignment given to Paradisi,

and here his final report.

"Witnesses Questioned:
Rita (wife), Oliviero (brother)

Giorgio (brother-in-law),
Paola (teacher)"

Brigadier Bozzi.

I would like to
speak to Inspector Peretti.

The inspector is out of the room.
Who is speaking?

I am Mrs. Paradisi,

they phoned me from
the post office.

They say the deadline of a box
assigned to Umberto has expired.

Maybe those little keys found
by the inspector?

Well, one box can be a great place

to hide something confidential.

Have a look at it and if you find
something bring it to our office.

I will certainly do so. Have a
nice day. Have a nice day.

Silvestri, also of this
two photocopies.

Okay. There is something new.

But the post office can not phone
to warn that the

deadline has expired,

because the mailbox is secret.

Well, that's enough. Bozzi,
a car quickly.

No, look at that, it is useless,
here we are stuck.

I am going on foot, join me as
soon as possible.

How did it happen?

I was at the counter, I
had just picked up

this express mail when I
heard shouting.

I turned around and saw that this
poor girl was falling.

On the spot I thought
that she was sick,

but then I realized she was dead.

Did you see who did it?

Yes, maybe a tall man
with a dark coat.

And have you seen him?

Sure, but he was not tall.

He was a stocky young man
with dark glasses,

a raincoat and a hat.

No, look, you are wrong. No, no,
I'm not wrong.

No, what hat, what stocky, he was
a young man, but bald.

I saw him very well. I understand,
thank you.

Focus it well.

It's drawing of a child

on a very common squared
notebook paper.

What's there in the left corner?
Magnify it.

Looks like the imprint of a
badly inked stamp,

"uto", "ttine".

"Benedictine institute"

Here are the notebooks.

In my opinion, there is no doubt,
the drawing is Stefania's own.

Here is the little flower. It is
on each drawing, like a signature.

Have you shown these notebooks
to someone?

No.

But Paradisi, the
insurance detective,

questioned you too. Isn't it true?

Yes,

a gentleman from the insurance
company came here and

asked me questions

rather generic, I would say.
- Which ones?

He asked me for information about
the little girl's

health condition,

if she had any particular signs,
abrasions

or even small scars.

In short, all that that
could be useful

for a sure identification
of little Stefy.

You see, they found her in an
advanced state of decomposition.

- Didn't you show him the notebooks?
- No.

I had them here on the desk,
because someone from

the Moroni family

had insisted to have
them as a memory.

Instead, no one ever came
to collect them

and so they were left up here.

I haven't put them in
their place anymore.

But can it be that, without
your knowledge, that man

consulted them?

While he was there, they called me
from the Management.

I stayed 15 or maybe 20 minutes.

When I returned, he had
disappeared. I cannot exclude it.

- Did you notice anything strange?
- No, nothing.

Shall we take a look at the
notebooks?

- Of course.

Here, look.

Yes, it was made just one week
before the kidnapping.

I had assigned a drawing theme

and the title was: "A house where
I would like to live".

This was the theme. Now if-- Marn?

- At your orders.
- But if you stopped sleeping.

Why did Paradisi tear this sheet
and take it away?

What's so important in
this drawing?

Good night, Miss and have
a nice Sunday.

Thank you. Good night.

Come inside.

- Inspector, the hot sandwiches.
- Yes, put them there.

Look at that, in your opinion,
what is it?

It is the drawing of a little boy.
Mine makes many of them.

Yes, but what does it represent?

A colorful house between two small
trees, on top of a hill,

on one morning--

In spring. We found a poet here.

Yes, all right, you can go,
thank you.

A colorful house between two small
trees on top of a hill.

With a funny object on the roof.

But, it's Mattia's shack.

It is located right in front of
the place where Stefania

and her father were separated.

And the little girl drew it the
week before being kidnapped.

It means that the little girl
already knew the place

and perhaps Paradisi had
discovered who had

brought her there.

And that's why she was killed and
his wife also was killed.

Kidnappers want to
destroy any evidence,

every link in the chain because by
now they know that I walk

the same Paradisi's path

and-- wait a minute,

but the killer tore a piece
of this drawing.

Marn, the teacher! Call her
now and warn her.

I'm going to the operations room.
Right away, right away.

- But, what's this teacher's number?
- Ah, it should be in the file.

Is that 500 complete with tires?

Listen, how many cars we have in
the Rinascimento district?

We have 21 and 13.

Well, call one of them and tell it
to drive to Via del Caravaggio 75.

Fine. Squad car 21 call Double
Sail 21 calls Squad car 21.

Squad car 21, drive to via
del Caravaggio 75

and wait for instructions.

Inspector, the girl is not at home,
no one answers the phone.

Then phone the school,

ask what time she left and if
someone picked her up.

And then try again at home. Okay.

Miss, don't you recognize me? I am
the accountant Civitelli,

are you maybe afraid of me!

If I have to tell the truth,
a little bit yes.

I understand you, strange guys are
always around outside, that

honest people now--

No one answers. Try again.

I apologize, I have to go.

Do not worry, hurry,
the phone rings.

Thank you.

Good night.

Hello?

Hello, who is it? But, who
is speaking? Hello?

Aah!

Who is it? Who? What did you say?

Ah! But, is it you?

Hello, come in.

You must excuse me if you find me
in a mess, but I wasn't

expecting anyone by now.

I was about to go to bed.

But. Where have you gone?

The living room is this way.

Please have a seat.

Squad car 21 call Double sail 21.

We are at number 75 of Via
del Caravaggio.

The door is closed,
nothing to report.

- We are waiting.
- Tell them to wait.

Squad car 21 Double sail 21 calls
Squad car 21 wait on the place.

Call Brigadier Bozzi.

Brigadier Bozzi to operations
room. Brigadier Bozzi.

So? So nothing, nothing.

She left the school at seven
o'clock, she should be at home,

but the phone is always busy.

That's all I have to tell you.

If you want more information you
can ask the police directly.

I do not know anything else.

Ah Marn. So what?

First they tore her into pieces
and then they bashed her skull in.

- But, did you find any prints?
- Not at all.

No, huh?

- And how did he take it?
- Let's not talk about it.

Well, go get some rest.
Go to sleep go.

Thank you, I'll finish the
report and leave.

Bozzi told me everything.

And what about the forensics?
They found only this.

What is it?

A fragment of the statuette with
which the killer

cracked her skull,

had remained in the hair.

The statuette was not
part of the furniture,

so the killer brought it with him.

What do you think it means?

That the teacher knew the killer

and that she let him in without
having the slightest suspicion.

Yes, it is so.

So, no fingerprints, huh? No.

But the murderer is
always the same.

Eh, quite a mess my Inspector.

Quite a mess.
- Marn,

about the last two crimes, we
carry them on our conscience.

The killer knew the
importance of the drawing.

We had to imagine he wanted to
erase everything.

Eh, Inspector, in theory it's easy
to prevent, but then instead,

to put it into practice, you
almost always get a fait accompli.

But, that's exactly why!

But, don't take it so hard,
Inspector, don't be upset.

You see, in our business

it is not enough to be smart and
maybe with a degree, is it?

You have to have thick skin, like
those in the morgue.

By the way, do you know what
they say up there?

They say that if this case goes
ahead at this pace,

with corpses we can do
a soccer team.

Who dealt the Moroni case?

Who is it? It seems to me Pilone,
yes.

Well, see that we deal with it,

I believe that for fair play it
would be better to warn them.

But, no, no, no, Pilone now can no
longer bust our balls.

Marn.

I mean that he has
been transferred.

Inspector, continue with discretion,

don't worry for the
authorizations of the magistrate,

the clamor of the press.

I'll cover you, throw
everything on top of me.

Well I'd go for a few hours or so
of sleep, because I'm a

little tired.

Yes, go Marn.
- If you'll excuse me, eh.

Good night. Good night.

Good morning.

Madam, I need to ask you some
questions about Stefania.

Stefania? Of course.

It is necessary that
Stefania try her dress.

I made it a little larger, but the
wool will shrink, then.

And Stefy grows up so fast. She'll
be back from school soon.

Here she was four.

Yes, she's really beautiful,
congratulations.

They have informed me just now.
Good morning.

I am Mrs. Lucchi,
Oliviero Moroni's wife.

My husband has just come back
from the factory,

Here he is, would you like to talk
to me as well?

Yes, to both of you

My husband.

Good morning. Nice to meet you.

Excuse me.

I got them for you, Eleonora.

You'll see, Stefania too
will love them.

Oliviero, the inspector would
like to talk to you.

Of course, please.

I came to talk about Stefania with
your sister-in-law.

Where is Stefy? Stefy? Stephanie.

Poor Eleonora, she has been like
that ever since, no

longer recovered.

Inspector, why after so long?

I was waiting for you to ask why
the police, after a long time,

reopened the investigation of a
case which was already closed.

If there is the slightest chance
to discover something more,

we are all at your
complete disposal.

Don't start over again, now.

Oliviero lives in the
memory of his brother.

But why do you reproach me for it?
I owe him everything.

And what about him?

You know that during the war he
saved Alessandro's life?

But what does this have to do with
it?

It's a thing belonging to the
past now, shut up.

No, if we have to tell the truth,
let's face it all.

Look, he even lost a hand.

Not that Alexander was not
grateful to him,

quite the opposite, but, you see,
it bothered him having to

thank someone.

Oliviero instead is different,

he has always had for Alessandro
an exaggerated affection.

Look, for example, if the other
relatives have spent

what you spent.
- Carla, stop it.

No, I want to tell
the whole truth.

Inspector, you know that Oliviero
gave money to a leech,

a charlatan,

just because he had said
to have evidence.

He paid and the charlatan
has disappeared.

Is this true?

Of course it is true, I
didn't make it up.

Go ahead, tell him. Come on,
tell him.

I admit it, but, excuse me, what
would you have done?

The police had already
filed the case,

then, one day, one who says he has

evidence to get to murderers.

Was he called Paradisi?
- Yes, I think so,

I knew him little, he
used to phone.

You know, I used to pay him
through the bank.

And then? And then he disappeared.

He has not disappeared, he
has been killed.

My God, this is not possible.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

Can we have a chat?

Yes, please.

Good morning. Please, please
stay comfortable.

How long have you been
working here?

She for a year and six months, the
two of us for three years.

So you were already
here when-- Yes.

- When the little girl
was kidnapped.

And, that afternoon, did any of
you see Stefania in the garden?

I brought her a snack ten
minutes before.

Ah. Was there someone else?

Was there someone else?

Me, but I was washing the car.

Fine,

we must try to reconstruct exactly

what happened that day.

Stefania! Stefania!

Stefania! Stefania! Stefania!
Stefania!

Stefy! Stefania! Stefy!

We looked for her everywhere, then
the phone call arrived.

Hello!

The little girl is fine for now.

If you want to see her alive again
do not notify the police.

Prepare 100 million
in small bills.

You will receive
instructions by letter.

It arrived the next day.

"Tonight at kilometer 21
on highway 24"

Oliviero.
- Yes?

You will go.
- All right.

No! No, I do not want to.

It can be dangerous.

Georgio and Beniamino have
no one but you.

There is no danger, Carla.

Right, Alessandro?

Of course.

We thought Mr. Beniamino
would offer himself,

he was very attached to
little Stefania.

What does attached mean?

Well, a sculptor, a
particular guy,

maybe in short a little strange.

He used to demonstrate an
impressive attachment.

And who else used to accompany the
little girl outside?

A little bit everyone. But almost
always Mr. Beniamino.

They used to stay out for
several hours.

And did you ever accompany her?
Well, I...

Yes, him too. Did you often go
out with Stefania?

Yes, I was happy when
I could do it.

And where did you take her? To the
zoo? To the countryside?

Everywhere, even to the
countryside.

I had to take her away from

the environment,

at home she had no other choice
than to be present to those

terrible quarrels.

My brother had a bad marriage.

Why? What was happening?

They were about to separate. They
used to fight because Alessandro

wanted the little girl with him,

but my sister-in-law,
supported by his brother,

that snake Canavese, had come
to blackmail him.

Either the little girl
or 100 million.

And how did your brother react? He
threw out Canavese.

It was a mistake. A
terrible mistake.

What would you have done?

I would have looked for
an agreement,

I would have come to a compromise,

perhaps giving the custody of
Stefania to someone in the family,

maybe this would have
avoided the irreparable.

- Do you have any suspicions?
- No.

Then why did you pay a detective
to discover the kidnappers

of your niece?

How did you find out? Is it true?

Yes, I wanted to look
into the face

who was able to kill innocence.

Come on, Donatella go to Mr.
Beniamino.

No, Donatella not now.

She is a model.

- Do you know Stefania's teacher?
- Yes.

She was the last victim.

But on her the murderer
left a clue, this.

Can you tell me where
it comes from?

No, I've never seen it.

Fine.

Maybe I'll still need
to talk to you.

Alessandro's plan to discover
the kidnappers failed.

He was discovered while
following the mediator,

beaten to a pulp and
kidnapped himself.

So far the depositions,
then we intervened.

Police controls,
check-outs in the area,

agents in the surroundings of the
villa and in the factory,

we sifted the informers but the
kidnappers unfortunately

never showed up again.

Do you know what's the trouble,
Marn? Eh, if the trouble

was only this one.

Unfortunately. Nobody remembers a
damn thing anymore.

This is the truth.

Do you remember the interrogation?
Depositions at the post office?

To kill Mrs. Paradisi
certainly was only one

but one witness said he
was blond and fat,

another he was brown and thin,

go figure it out. What do you
want to understand.

Go on, Silvestri, how did it end?

We found the two corpses two
months later by chance during

a chase for a fugitive.

Alessandro Moroni and his daughter
had been imprisoned in a bunker

and let die slowly of starvation.

And what about this?

Report number 700-

Giorgio Canavese, 36 years old,
brother-in-law, no

precedent ascertained.

He created from nothing
a big company

of international transport,
Interfrigo.

With branches in many towns. Whose
business is going too well.

That guy should be squeezed.

Who are you, what do you want,
who let you in here?

What are they doing
on my trucks?

Searching.

- They won't find anything.
- They will find.

Tell him to keep quiet.

Bad gorillas end up at the zoo.

Tonight we got an
anonymous report.

Apparently your trucks do
not only carry

food but,

well, I hope it's just smuggling.

I understand.

Considerable company. It will
have cost a fortune.

One hundred million just to start.

- None of your business.
- You never know.

In short can I know
what do you want?

Talking about your trouble.

About two months ago you were
caught red-handed

in a brothel with two minors.

Minors?

With women, appearance deceives.

But still I can make
everything disappear.

So, Mr. Canavese, will you
return the favor?

If it is a matter of money there
are no difficulties.

No, you just have to answer
a few questions.

It depends on what type
of questions.

Have you ever paid a certain
Umberto Paradisi

to discover the killers of
Alessandro and Stefania Moroni?

No, I paid only a guy who
blackmailed me.

Because he knew that his sister in
agreement with you wanted

100 million with,

to grant the divorce to Alessandro
and renounce the little girl.

Well, in short, when that guy came

with the bullshit of being on
the kidnappers' trail

I thought he knew everything and
wanted to extort some

money from me

and since I do not want the bother,
you understand me, don't you?

Of course.

So, did you pay out of fear?

And when did you see him
for the last time?

Well, three months ago,
maybe more, here.

Here are all the dates and
all the figures.

You know I am precise.

Fine.

Then you can answer with
equal precision

to this last question.

- Where were you at dawn on June 7th?
- Of course.

When Paradisi was killed.

I do not know.

But, did Paradisi know
what to look for?

Maybe yes. What about us?

No.

It is encouraging. And
the murderer?

Not even.

But, then why does he
keep on killing?

He wants to delete every trace

and, since he doesn't know which
one, he clears the streets.

See Marn, the killer is sure

that Paradisi had found a connection
between him and the little girl,

an insignificant thing perhaps,
but enough to identify him

and he believes that this
evidence is in the hand

of one of those people
approached by Paradisi

and then he is forced to kill to
leave no witnesses.

You see the teacher, Mrs.
Paradisi, and so on.

In essence, nobody knows anything,
huh?

Except the deceased which,
as they say,

questioned, did not answer.

We could try with a seance.

Yes sure, so at your place
we put a medium.

But rather I say, what did
Paradisi, an amateur, want

to get from the
dredging of the swamp.

Let's start over.

Paradisi discovers the
little girl's drawing

and so finds the evidence that,
just one week before

the kidnapping,

the little girl had already been
in the meadow which is

above the swamp.

With whom?

We cannot say if the
investigator has sensed it.

Anyway, when missing the ultimate
evidence to nail the kidnappers,

the one he was looking
for in the swamp,

Paradisi is killed, but in vain,
because there is

nothing in the swamp.

That is sure, we have ascertained
it at our expense, isn't it?

We spent one million and
what have we found?

Half a quintal of condoms.

And also there is another
consideration.

Why Paradisi did not warn the
Moroni's about his

researches in the swamp?

It is at least strange that an
investigator who is

due to get money

does not warn his backers that
the goal is near.

On this issue, either the
Moroni's and Canavese lied,

or Paradisi did not trust them.

- But in short, conclusion?
- None.

We start from scratch,
from the swamp.

When they were found it was
already too late,

on Alessandro Moroni they
found a skull fracture,

therefore violent death,

the little girl instead had
died of starvation,

hands and feet tied
with an iron wire.

And believe me, Inspector, among so
many crimes I have seen,

this is one of the most repugnant.

Only clue, a rusty nail with a
shiny tip, nothing else.

Good morning Inspector!
Good morning!

We have come for the anniversary.

Madam.

I brought a vase for flowers,
I'll get some water.

Excuse me I would not
want to disturb.

Everything solved Inspector?

We would like to know if you have
discovered something!

Of course! Of course!

You have every right to do so.

I have the certainty that
Stefania before dying

was able to launch an SOS.

What do you mean by that?

That the little girl tried
desperately to save herself

and launched a message.

That's why we saw you throwing
stones from the slit.

But in short no one has ever
succeeded to find anything

and after a year you want to make
us believe-- Let him finish!

If the inspector discovers
something, he does so also

in our interest.

Now it remains to be seen what
she threw and where it went.

You believe that Stefania has been
capable of so much before dying?

Four people were killed
for this opinion.

Let's hope you will not
be the fifth!

Sorry. I'm sorry, but this evening
I'm not there with my head.

It doesn't matter, it can
happen to everyone!

I don't know, do you want us
to talk about it?

Is there something bothering you?
Tell me.

I launched the challenge to the
killer and I regret it.

Why?

Because I'm sure he knows

what that little girl threw
through the slit.

Police headquarters. Hello?
Put me through Marn!

- Dr. Peretti?
- Yes.

- Is there any news?
- No. None.

The suspect is under
close surveillance

half an hour ago he
drove out by car,

Petton and Salvadei are
following him with the 125.

Can we trust them?

Yes, why not? They're smart.

The other person drove out, he
headed towards the suburbs.

- With whom?
- Alone, alone,

there is Cardozzi who
won't let him go!

The third suspect instead is at
home but if he moves

don't worry I'm here.

Inspector, by the way, where
can I find you

at the usual number?
- Yes, yes.

All right, thank you and
have a good rest.

So, do you want a tranquilizer?

No leave me alone! Phew!

Imagine, in peace! Peace
of the senses!

For you, there is only one thing
you are interested in, the work.

For the rest.

Listen Anna, stop it! Please!

With all the thoughts I have don't
put yourself in it too!

But, have you seen what
you have become?

Eh? Look at you.

Uhm. Look at yourself
in the mirror.

Only clue, a rusty nail
with shiny tip.

I should have thought of
that right away,

the same day I entered in that
bunker, you know?

Paradisi, on the other hand, was
smart, he had

understood everything,

everything.

Yes.

Inspector, Petton and Salvadei have
lost contact with that person.

But how did they lose it?

Didn't they follow him in the car?
Give me Marn.

Chief Marn is not here, he went to
the place, he said-

But, go to hell. What
are you doing?

Eh, yes,

Paradisi was really smart, he had
understood everything,

just he didn't know that at the
time of the kidnapping

the swamp did not exist and he
had deduced that,

if the little girl had
launched a message,

this had to be at the
bottom of the swamp.

Therefore that morning he was
there, with the excavator.

Eh yes, how could he imagine that
Mattia had collected it.

I have to go to Mattia.

Luca, Luca.

Who is it? Who the fuck is it?

Who are you? What do
you want from me?

Who knows you?

But I, but I am a poor man, what
do you want from me?

I am a poor guy, what do
you want from me?

When you get bored, call me

3310457 Adele.

One token.

But, what do you want, it's
closed.

One token, please, it is urgent.

Look at this pain in the ass.

Hello? Hello, Adele?

Yes, this is Adele Lodigiani,
but who are you?

I am Inspector Peretti,
do you remember?

No, I don't know you, who
did you say you are?

But, I am the policeman, the one
that you met at Mattia's.

Ah, now I remember.
Where do you live?

In via dei Glicini, 18.

Are you alone in the house?
Of course.

You must not open the door to
anyone, until I arrive.

And listen to me well, among the
stuff that Mattia gave you

there should be a mirror.

A mirror? I have a
hundred of them.

It should have a sign. What
do you say? A sign?

Wait, now I'll have a look.

Adele? Adele, answer.

Adele, answer, Adele.

What's the matter with you? I
heard a scream, what was it?

Nothing, nothing. I cut
myself with glass,

but I found the mirror. Fine.

Lock the door and do not
open to anyone,

can you hear me? Yes.

Yes, I hear you, but be quick,

it seems to me that I heard noises
here below, I am scared.

- Don't worry, do as I told you.
- Yes.

Hello? Hello.

No, no.

Adele.

Do not worry about me,
it is nothing.

Adele, it's all over. You were
very clever, you know?

But now you don't have to be
afraid anymore, give

me the mirror.

Stay seated Marn.

Everyone stay seated.

What I have to say
concerns all of you,

especially you.

Throughout this story, what
impressed me the most

was your coldness, your cynicism.

I have been several times
about to discover you,

but, each time, your lucid
madness disoriented me.

And even now, here, I feel
you are safe, calm.

You have foreseen everything, you
think you have done

everything perfectly,

how perfect it may seem in
appearance to your family.

But in reality the only feeling
that has always bound you

was Alessandro's money,

he realized and decided to
get rid of you.

The last card to play
then was Stefania,

the real weak point in the
heart of Alessandro.

You fought for her.

You are also in the race and you
have prepared a perfect plan,

but me, with the help of Stefania,

yes, Stefania herself, I have here
the evidence that

will condemn you.

Once upon a time there was a
little girl and every

child who dies

is as if the last flower in
the world dies.

But what feeling can push to
a crime like this?

Hatred, but an absurd hatred,
ruthless, insane,

because the story of Stefania

is also the story of your madness,
my dear killer.

You hated Alessandro
Moroni and his power

with the intensity of who has
always cheated with himself

and with others

and you have coldly conceived the
kidnapping and death of Stefania

because you knew that, if ever
you had returned her,

she would have denounced you.

And that's why you left her
starving in the bunker

and that is why once taken the
father as hostage,

you had to kill him how you
killed Paradisi.

Yes, Paradisi

that investigating for the
insurance had believed to

find the means

to get rich offering his
services to all of you

and, therefore, also to you.

You paid him to know where
you went wrong,

but you killed him too soon
and unnecessarily,

how you unnecessarily
killed the driver, Mrs.

Paradisi, the teacher, Mattia,

without knowing that Stefania had
already condemned you,

first with the drawing and
then with this mirror.

This is the evidence which
Paradisi was searching for,

here Stefania has
imprisoned you forever.

And now, I will show you the
face of the killer.

Bozzi, the light, now.

Close the door, so no
one gets out. Now!

But who is it? Stop you two.

No, Stefania. I said stop.

No, do not hurt to my little girl,
please.

You do not try again, okay? Bozzi,
where is he? Bozzi, where is he?

- Don't move, Marn.
- Yes, Inspector.

Please, please, turn
off the light.

Don't be afraid, I will protect
you. Keep quiet. Come with me.

Light off. Please turn
off the light.

Please, I do not want.

I do not want you to look at me,
I am ashamed.

Please, leave me in the dark.

Stefania still did not
know to write,

but at school she always used to
get 10 in drawing.

Yes, I killed her.

I killed them all.

Alessandro didn't love me anymore,
had kicked me out.

I, I had saved his life.

His little girl also belonged to
me. It's mine, it's all mine.

It is mine, it is mine.

Marn, take him away.