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-I think we have a problem. -What problem?

I think we need to check one in.

One suitcase?

Yes, mine is too heavy.

Too heavy? We're going away for three days.

What are you bringing?

I know, but it's three days in Paris!

OK, I'll take something out, don't worry.

I can't guarantee anything, but I'll try.

It's not like a person needs to wear more clothes in Paris.

I want to marry her and have a kid... I mean, two!

Does she know? Does she agree?

Judging by how she keeps at distance, I'd say no,

but I'll make her change her mind.

You really don't like losing, do you?

Carlo's right, you should leave her alone.

And you should ask your husband to leave you alone!

You're biased. It's not him, it's Carlo.

Keep going. I'll call you later.

Carlo, what's up?

Hi, Olga! Listen...

How much do you know about our security cameras?

Quite a lot.

-We handled the IT part. -Good.

I need your help. I'll come over.

Okay,

-see you later. -Bye.

I'll be ready in five minutes.

If you wait, we can go together.

Why is your phone locked?

How did you find out?

Don't treat me like an idiot!

-You're having an affair with Malik! -No.

I'm just tired of you going through my things!

You're always with him. You eat and run together.

I'm not having an affair with Malik, okay?

I'd like a normal relationship with you but it's impossible,

because you're crazy.

-I can't take it anymore, Mario! -Fuck you!

Mario, we need to talk.

Mario, we can't go on like this.

We can't go on like this?

Then leave!

Just leave!

What, are you afraid of me?

Are you OK?

Do you want me to come in?

No, thank you.

FAR WEST WITH A HAPPY ENDING

Great! You're today's heroes.

Yes, but there's still a lot to do on the Paolo Moselli case.

The flying squad will deal with it.

-The flying squad? That's our case! -Not anymore.

Paolo was a police officer, the accident may not be a coincidence.

One more reason to work together, then!

I can't put a team on a case that's already being handled.

If we had two teams, it wouldn't be a problem.

Exactly right, I absolutely agree.

But I don't.

Also because the more you two compete, the more productive you are.

I'd be crazy to separate you.

I'm proud of you.

Malik, you are my life sentence.

If it continues like this, I'll take my things and come to your place.

Isn't this a nice place, sweetheart?

Who's that over there, in those photos?

It's you, little one.

This is where your daddy works.

It's also where her mommy works.

Yes, it's also where mommy works.

Give her to me or we'll be late.

I think she's sleepy.

You're sleepy, little one.

Bye.

Should we take a nap?

See you later!

What do you need?

A body's been found on Via Salemme.

Okay, thank you.

Hi, this is Marta.

Please leave a message, thanks.

Marta, it's Carlo.

I've been trying to call you all morning.

Can you call me when you get this message?

Thanks, bye.

Malik,

I'm giving you any freedom you don't have on paper.

You two go and do as you please,

almost as you please,

and keep me informed.

Where are you going?

I'll go and talk to the last of the neighbors.

OK, let me know what they say.

No documents, no phone.

We got finger prints, but he's not on file.

He's got a wedding ring. May I?

No, no one can touch anything until Di Castro gets here.

Did you see the other shoe on the terrace, next to the parapet?

Okay. May I have the ring, now?

Otherwise, I'll take it off as soon as you turn around.

-You're getting more and more like Carlo! -He'll be happy about that!

Carlo.

I don't like making surprise visits.

I called many times but you didn't answer.

Yes, come in.

Perhaps the phone's on silent mode, I don't know.

I have nothing to offer you.

I've even run out of coffee, sorry.

Don't worry.

You know the case has been handed over to the squad, right?

No. Does that mean you're not dealing with it anymore?

No, I'm not.

I can only deal with it personally.

Yes, that's fine by me.

Well, I'd like to keep Paolo's cell phone and computer, if he has one.

Yes, let's go through there.

However, my son was run over. Has anything new come up?

Your son was a police officer, so we can't rule anything out.

Can you get it? It's on his desk.

Of course.

Wait a moment.

Could you put these on his bed?

Of course.

I'm not crazy.

I know they are no longer needed.

You're not crazy.

We need to find this Tiziana.

I agree.

Malik.

I spoke to the woman who found the body.

She says she's lived here for 15 years but had never seen him before.

Neither had any of the other residents.

This area is full of offices and clinics,

so maybe he was a patient and everybody heard him.

Can you get onto the terrace without keys?

Yes, because the door is broken,

and they often forget to close the main door.

Did anyone hear anything?

Yes, a man on the first floor.

He says he heard the sound of the elevator very late last night.

Tiziana, July 13th, 2008.

Call the office to check whether a certain Tiziana

has reported her husband's disappearance.

Call Di Castro, as well, to find out where she is,

-otherwise we'll be here all day. -Okay.

Thanks.

I'd pay to know what you're thinking about.

About larvae,

and how they develop on a decomposing corpse.

I hear you.

I can't sleep at night thinking about larvae.

No, you see, I tend to use it as a deterrent when I get hit on.

It didn't work then.

Are you specializing in forensic medicine, too?

I'm a freshman.

I'm a bit further along.

So, I'm hitting on an older woman.

That's right.

Excuse me.

-Hello, Giovanna. -Alba?

Hi, where are you?

I'm where you sent me an hour and a half ahead of time.

You arranged the interviews with the interns

at 10:30 a.m., not at 9:00 a.m.

Ah, I'm sorry,

but something's happened.

A body's been found at 35, Via Salemme.

I was on my way but my car broke down.

Could you please go?

Me?

How can I? I'm on the other side of Rome.

Can't you take a taxi?

What was that?

-Hello? -Sorry, the line's coming and going.

Alba, I can't hear you. Let's do this:

You go see the body, and I'll go to the interns, okay?

Sorry, I can't hear you.

Hello, Giovanna?

Wait!

I'm Enea.

Remember, 12, Via Amelia Rosselli. That's my address.

I'm having a party tonight, if you want to come.

I don't think I'll have time.

I hope you'll come, though.

Bye.

I'll be waiting for you.

ROME POLICE HEADQUARTERS

-Hi. -Hi, Carlo.

I checked what you asked me.

The CCTV camera stopped working due to a power cut.

Right in that precise moment?

-It's not unusual. -But it's a strange coincidence.

As soon as I have five minutes, I'll look into it.

Can you please check Paolo's cell phone and computer? They're in here.

Let's just say that this is not exactly official.

Okay.

What's wrong?

You have a strange expression.

It's your friend, as usual.

I arranged dinner at our restaurant to make peace

but he hasn't agreed, yet.

Could you ask him to get a move on?

Of course.

You're a good girl,

for being so patient.

Good morning.

Hi, Malik.

I don't know what happened to Di Castro, but I'm happy you're here.

Have you touched or moved him?

Benzi looked for his documents, and I took off his wedding ring.

Anything I should know?

He either jumped from up there or was pushed.

Okay, thank you.

Dinner? This evening? Tomorrow? Whenever you like?

Forget I asked.

Alba's here now, so we can wait.

FORGIVE ME.

Malik.

Have you changed your mind?

What are you doing out here?

Weren't you on your honeymoon?

I'm leaving on Saturday. I asked you a question.

I'm having a five-minute break, otherwise, it's slavery.

Did you like Jacopo's drawing?

I loved it.

You really should take him to live with you.

At least he'd have a normal family.

Don't be silly!

I guess having my hands in the water all the time makes me depressed.

Ottavia, don't try that with me.

You need to hold onto this job.

Yeah, I know.

His name was Paolo Moselli.

Yes, I know. The cop that was run over.

He'd been in Rome for two months.

We need to know what was behind it

and find the car that hit him.

It won't be easy.

When a cop dies, people keep their mouths shut.

-Try anyway. -Okay.

-Bye, kiddo! -Bye.

Well? Shall I bring you a coffee, too?

No, thank you.

For now, all I can tell you is that he died in the last 24 hours.

I'll need time to work on the rest.

My father?

They took us off the Moselli case, so where do you think?

Investigating it on his own.

Well, you'll make sure you tip-off who you need to, right?

-Bye. -Bye.

Thank you.

Your freedom's finished.

What did I miss?

His name was Emanuele Prestucci,

married to Tiziana Deliberti.

They have a six-year-old boy,

but she and the boy live somewhere else.

They're separated.

Not legally, but for two years the woman has been living with another man.

We don't know where Prestucci was living.

He hasn't been at his old address for a while.

He also had a small building company

which filed for bankruptcy three years ago.

Why was he in that building?

We don't know, nobody knew him.

Why would someone kill himself in a place he has nothing to do with?

It's strange that there's no blood.

It rained all night.

Mario is right.

If he killed himself here, there must be a reason.

Should we bring in his ex-wife and see what she says?

Cinzia, you read my mind.

How did he do it?

He threw himself off a building on Via Salemme.

Do you know if he knew anybody there?

A new girlfriend? Some friends?

No.

We hadn't spoken for a long time.

But you have a son.

Yes, but I didn't want him to see him.

Emanuele was not well.

He couldn't look after himself, let alone Matteo.

What do you mean, he was not well?

After the company went bankrupt, he became depressed.

He started drinking and our marriage fell apart,

but he could never accept that it was over.

He started following me and harassing me with messages.

Why don't we have a complaint?

Because, I never reported him.

I really loved him.

I didn't want him to get into any more trouble.

Do you know where he was living?

In his car.

Until ten days ago, he was in a parking lot on Via Tiburtina,

just opposite the clinic where I work.

Then, he moved but I don't know where to.

-Are you sure? -Yes,

because my partner Mirko went looking for him,

to tell him to move away from there but he was gone.

Listen, I'm sorry,

but I have to go pick up Matteo from school,

because Mirko is away for work

and there's no one else.

If we need anything from you, we'll let you know.

Thank you.

-Until next time. -Goodbye.

What should we do?

Let's try to figure out why he killed himself, in that building.

May I?

-Of course. -Hi.

It wasn't suicide.

These fractures are not compatible with a fall.

A body falling that far, would be smashed up upon hitting the ground.

Also, each of these fractures corresponds to considerable bruising,

as though he were struck violently,

and his heart gave out, causing his death.

Was he tortured?

It certainly wasn't a beating.

These weren't blindly inflicted blows.

-This job was carried out methodically. -An affront.

Someone he owed money to.

Whoever it was, they knew all about him.

Prestucci's story is perfect for suicide.

Well, that's up to you to find out.

What I can tell you is that a lot of strength was needed

to do what they did to him.

Strength and hate.

Okay, great work, well done.

Thanks.

I'll leave these with you.

If there are any updates, I'll let you know.

-Bye, Alba. -Bye.

Give me a minute.

Have those two started things up, again?

I don't know. What do you think?

Me?

What can I say? I don't know anything, Inspector.

Well, if you make an effort, maybe you'll discover something.

If you make an effort.

Alba.

Sorry about today. What I said was inappropriate.

I didn't realize.

You haven't realized for as long as I've known you, Malik.

-Yes, just a moment. -Okay.

You left it here.

Forensics has been calling you.

A music video.

A music video?

A music video?

Are you feeling okay?

Yes, I'm fine. I'm taking a break.

And the car?

What car?

Ah, my car.

My car is fine too.

It was the ignition distributor.

-Yeah, yeah, the ignition distributor. -Yes.

Listen, are you making me pay because I said I might be leaving?

Me, vindictive?

No.

I am.

Malik?

I just can't forgive him for what he did to me.

For how he used me to investigate my father.

So, why should you forgive him?

I don't like being out of control and cruel.

You know, goodness is overrated.

No, you've never confronted him.

You need to go and tell him how you feel,

and that you want him to stay away.

Yeah.

So, if you leave, it's your choice this time.

Right.

CONVERSATION WITH MARTA. HOW ARE YOU?

CONVERSATION WITH MARTA

-HOW ARE YOU? -MARTA: NOT WELL.

Carlo?

Yes.

Listen, while we're waiting for Prestucci's ex-wife's partner

to get back to Rome,

-what do you say if we deal with this guy? -Who is he?

Piero Daliberti, the woman's brother.

In 2007, he almost killed a guy with a punch.

Now he works as a bouncer in a nightclub.

He and Prestucci were in contact until the day before the crime.

Bring him in.

Mario.

-I wanted to talk to you about something. -About what?

What the fuck are you doing with Olga?

She's seeing Malik.

Don't be ridiculous!

He only thinks about my daughter.

No, look. I'm not wrong this time.

Can you prove it?

Look, you'll risk losing her for good.

Don't be an idiot!

Invite her for a dinner and listen to her.

Hi, Marta, what's up?

I'm here where Paolo died.

I may know how to trace the car that hit him.

Can you meet me here?

Okay, I'm on my way.

-I'll wait here. Hurry. -I will.

Is there a problem?

They didn't want to tell me over the phone.

Do you know Emanuele Prestucci?

Yes, my former brother-in-law.

Has he been bothering my sister? He's not a bad guy.

No, he's dead.

He was killed.

We found his body this morning.

That's impossible.

You said he wasn't a bad guy.

Did you get along well?

Yes, we were friends.

Even though he was harassing your sister?

He just wanted to see his son.

He was obsessed about being replaced by Tiziana's partner.

Write "forgive me" here in capital letters.

Sorry, what?

Write it, please.

May I ask what you were doing yesterday, between 6 p.m. and midnight?

Sorry, but you don't think that it was me, do you?

That was the only thing I've screwed-up in my life.

Look, the Inspector asked you whether you have an alibi.

Yes, I finished up at the gym at 8 p.m., like I do every day.

I got changed there,

then I went and had something to eat at a pizzeria

and then I started work at the nightclub.

I can bring you as many witnesses as you like.

Emanuele lived in his car.

Do you know where it is?

Yes, it's parked in front of my house.

He came to stay with me about ten days ago.

He was supposed to be getting some money.

He said that with that money

he could start over,

he could support his son.

Money from where?

From work? Old borrowers?

He didn't want to tell me.

I was an idiot not to insist.

Okay, you can go.

Marta.

Hi, Carlo.

Come with me.

I keep thinking about what all the witnesses said,

that the car came out of nowhere.

So, I thought, maybe it came out of a gate or a garage.

Certainly, that could be the case.

There it is.

There's someone. Let's ask him.

Good evening.

I'm Inspector Guerrieri.

-This is Inspector Moselli. -Hello.

Good evening.

On Wednesday morning there was an accident on Via Foscolo.

Yes, I heard.

Do you have a CCTV camera that records the cars that come in and out?

There is a CCTV camera but after 48 hours, we delete everything.

However, we could trace it back with the payments.

Well, we need to know which cars left the garage

on Wednesday morning between 10:20--

-Yes, and 10,45. -More or less.

Thanks.

I didn't even congratulate you.

The only thing I can manage to do is think about Paolo.

I take out all his things, and put them on.

It's normal, Marta.

Nothing.

Nobody left in that time slot.

In any case, I printed the list for the whole morning.

Thank you.

Goodbye.

Come on.

Hello?

Hi!

Yes, of course...

Hi, darling.

Who were you on the phone with?

When?

Who the fuck were you on the phone with just now?

Mario!

You're sick!

What did you say? I'm sick?

You're hurting me!

Were you on the phone with him, yes or no?

You're hurting me!

Let's go home!

Get in!

CONVERSATION WITH MALIK. CAN WE MEET? I'D LIKE TO TALK.

We even found parking!

It's us!

Hi.

Yes, let's go.

-Hi. -Hi.

Enea?

Enea.

What a surprise!

Hi.

Come on in. I don't bite.

Hi.

Bye.

-Bye, guys. -Bye.

-May I? -Thank you.

Shall we go in there?

Yes.

Good morning, everyone.

Good morning.

Muzo?

He's not here, yet.

Carlo.

Mario, I waited for you for an hour, outside the house,

I called you a hundred times.

Sorry, it's just...

We had a late-night, so I had my phone on silent mode.

Well then, could you put Olga on? She had something important to tell me.

Olga's in the shower.

I'll tell her to call you.

Yes, urgently please.

Hurry up and get here.

Bye.

-Giovanna. -Hi.

I have to tell you what happened.

It's partly your fault, after what you said about Malik.

Yes, but the two of us have an appointment in five minutes.

An appointment?

If I explain it to you, we'll have even less time.

Well basically, yesterday, when you sent me--

No, he's here. You can tell me later.

Enea Chiesa, a first-year intern.

He's good, you know?

Why the face?

No, I'm not replacing you.

It's just that if you leave again,

I won't be here by myself with all these corpses.

Chiesa, I'm pleased to see you so happy to be here with us.

Dr. Guerrieri will be your tutor.

-Enea. I'm pleased to meet you. -Alba.

-Alba. -Yes?

-Your results. -Thanks.

Sorry, but it's urgent, but anyway, you are one of us now.

Excuse me.

No, she's on the ball.

She just suffers from Archangel Gabriel Syndrome.

If she has a message for the police headquarters,

she has to appear before them in person.

Anyway, you'll get used to this too.

-After you. -Thank you.

-May I, Inspector? -Yes.

Inspector, yesterday, I didn't tell you everything.

I didn't want to get my sister into trouble, but...

four days ago, her partner came over to my house

and attacked Emanuele.

If I hadn't stepped in, he would have beat him up.

I threatened him, it's true.

I wasn't the one who hurt him.

Tiziana was fed up and I didn't know what else to do.

Listen, how did you know that Prestucci

had moved to your partner's brother's house?

Because, I followed him.

Matteo's recital was on, at the school.

He showed up and sat down at the back.

I wanted to send him away, but Tiziana didn't,

so, at the end of the recital,

I pretended there was an emergency at work and I went after him.

What were you doing on the evening of the murder?

I was at home with Tiziana.

Matteo was sleeping at his classmate's house,

so we had the evening to ourselves.

Witnesses?

What witnesses?

I was at home with Tiziana. She's my witness.

She's just out there. Ask her.

Listen,

could you please write "forgive me"?

In capital letters, please.

I'm not a murderer.

All this time, I've only tried to live peacefully with my family.

Matteo has been living with me since he was three.

He's like a son to me.

Okay.

Prestucci was stuffed with morphine.

It's used as a local anesthetic.

He was given a very high dose.

What's the point of anesthetizing someone you're torturing?

There's no point.

If you hate him and want to hurt him, it makes no sense.

Prestucci's ex-wife works in a clinic,

so she has all the anesthetics she wants.

We can ask her.

She's upstairs, waiting for her partner.

-Should we detain her? -Let's wait.

What for?

For the clues to become evidence.

Do you want to detain her, throw the kid who-knows-where

and then discover that they are innocent?

No.

But if they are guilty, we're just delaying the problem.

Let's delay it.

Let's try not to delay the resolution of the case, too.

Good job!

Come with me madam, we're almost done.

Bye, darling.

-Bye. -Bye.

What are you looking at? Are you bewitched?

No.

Let's get something out of Prestucci's cell phone.

Yes.

I have something to do. I'll see you later.

Is it reliable?

Yes, I know when people are lying.

If they say that Paolo did dodgy things in Naples, it's true.

What can you tell me about the car?

Nothing. I don't have a clue.

What's wrong? Are you pissed?

A bit.

Thanks. Good work.

Hi, this is Marta. Please leave a message. Thanks.

Hi, Carlo.

Sorry, I left my phone at home. Any news?

-Do you have to tell me something? -Have you told me everything?

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about you, about Paolo,

about why you left Naples,

or should I say ran away?

Do you think that if my son's past

were linked to his death, I wouldn't tell you?

I don't know. Help me understand.

Paolo grew up with me and my mother.

We raised a kind and generous boy.

Even as a child, he said he would enter the police force.

Marta...

He had a friend, like a brother to him.

Only good at getting into trouble.

While dealing, he kept some drugs for himself.

They found out straight away and made him pay.

What did Paolo have to do with this?

To help him pay his debt,

he was supposed to facilitate the passage of an order of cocaine,

reporting any checkpoints to his friend.

How did you find out?

How do you find out if your daughter is hiding something from you?

-By looking into her eyes. -Exactly.

I went crazy. I started slapping and punching him.

I was beside myself.

Obviously, if I spoke up, it would have been worse.

So, I made him ask for a transfer and we came here to Rome.

Once we got here, apart from his friend,

I found a way to get the others arrested.

Are you sure that they somehow--

Yes, I'm sure. Otherwise, I'd have told you.

-You still need to give me their names. -Of course, as you wish.

From then on, I never cut him any slack.

He used to make fun of me,

saying that I had the cameras put up to check on him.

Sometimes, he would intercept one

and he would send me a message and say hi.

You should never forget the photographic documentation.

Chiesa?

I don't know whether you do your job well, but you look good here.

-Good work and see you tomorrow. -Bye.

Now that we are alone, how should we put it?

Look, I didn't know you would be here,

otherwise, I wouldn't have come to your place last night.

Can't two people who cut open corpses together, also make love?

In theory, yes, but--

I have nothing against the theory.

In fact, it's the only thing that I follow.

I only follow the theory.

We know where Prestucci was when he was killed.

The cell covering this warehouse, connected to his phone

on the day of the murder.

It was there between 6 p.m. and 10 p.m. and then all traces of it were lost.

What do we know about this warehouse?

It's been on the market forever.

The owner lives in Fano and didn't remember he had it.

Check if the cell detected any other phones at the same time.

It's an isolated place, I don't think many people go there.

-Okay, right away. -Thank you, Cinzia.

Have you heard from Olga?

Yes, half an hour ago.

Why hasn't she called me back since this morning?

I don't know. She's probably busy.

Anyway, I told her you were trying to get hold of her.

Hi, this is Olga. I can't answer.

Please leave a message, thanks.

Olga, where are you? I've been calling you all day.

I'm very worried. What's going on?

Call me back as soon as you can.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Isn't it a bit early for you?

I couldn't sleep, so I came here...

and since the reply came in about the other cell phones at the warehouse,

I got straight to work.

-Good morning. -Good morning.

What's going on?

Who are those two?

Proof that Guerrieri was right.

Prestucci's ex-wife and her partner have nothing to do with it.

She's a nurse who works in the same clinic as Prestucci's ex-wife.

He is an insurer with a criminal record for fraud.

Well, I'd say that if we put together

nurse, anesthetic, broken bones, insurers

and the money that Prestucci was supposed to have,

perhaps it's best to go find these two.

Exactly.

I'll take care of searching the warehouse.

-Let Guerrieri know. -Of course.

So, shall we begin with pictures or words?

Shall I choose?

Let's begin with words.

This is a copy of your chats.

This green is you, madam.

"I have a piggy bank to break."

You replied: "How much do you think you can find?"

"This piggy bank is worth at least 50,000 euros."

"Okay, I'll arrange it."

People in need come and find us.

We help them.

So are you both benefactors?

We didn't kill him.

That's hard to believe when you tie someone to a rusty old bed

and drop 10-20 Kg weights on him.

Prestucci knew what we were going to do.

He agreed to it. He needed the money.

It's not our fault if the anesthetic didn't work

and his heart couldn't take it.

On the contrary, it is your fault

and you know it,

otherwise, you wouldn't have faked his suicide.

We know you've broken many bones.

We know that you staged road accidents with people who held the game.

I'll cooperate. I can give you all their names.

Unfortunately, we don't need your cooperation

because we already have the names and all the details.

What a horrible story!

Poor guy!

In the end, he was doing it for his son.

Before, Lisi said that Emma's beautiful.

He's making me angry now!

I already talked to him, relax.

Right, I'm off.

-Enjoy Paris, okay? -Thanks, I'll try.

-Have a nice trip. -Thanks.

Carlo, you need to talk to Muzo and ask him where Olga is.

It's not like her to keep her phone off for two days.

Yes, indeed. I'm going to see him on my way home.

I'm worried too.

-Take care. -Yes.

-Bye, guys. -Bye.

Are you going to tell me what's going on?

Where's Olga?

I don't know, Carlo.

What do you mean you don't know?

I haven't seen her since the dinner.

Why did you tell me she was in the shower?

Are you bullshitting me, Mario?

We fought and she left.

I searched for her everywhere,

but her phone is off and she's not going to work.

I think she's left me for real, this time.

She left you and everything else. Her friends, her job...

I've been looking for her for two days. She has something important to tell me.

It's not normal to disappear like this.

We need to file a report, quickly.

Come on. I'll go with you.

Come on.

I thought you'd forgotten. The plane leaves in two hours.

I don't think I should go.

Why not?

Olga's gone missing.

Hello? What's up?