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Sicilian mountains
1943

the young Montalbano
Montalbano's first investigation

Mascalippa 1990
47 years later

Mascalippa Police Station

Mr. Montalbano.

Mr. Montalbano.

Sir?

Sir.

Sir.

Excuse me, sir.
-Come in, Spagnol. I'm steaming.

This bad weather is bothering me
sinusitis. Is something wrong?

A body on the Pizzo Carbonara.

Found by a shepherd.
The chef and Lo Cascio have already gone there.

Pizzo Carbonara?
The one 2000 meters high?

No, not that high, sir. I think
that it is something like 1950 meters high.

Can we get there by van?
-I think so.

Maybe not all the way to the top.
-Go get it then.

Until your orders.

You said it was closer.
-I don't know these mountains very well.

Look, there's a good path there.
-It's strange that there is no road.

Hello, Commissioner.
-Montalbano.

You're not exactly dressed for it.
Why don't you...

Boots, I know. I am not
the type that wears scarves and boots.

Are you here by car?
-Yes, there is a road.

I thought it was unreachable
by car.

Where is the body?
-Come, I'll show you.

The shepherds recognized him immediately.
His name is Casio Alletto.

He has a criminal record
for stealing cattle.

He hung out with guys like Stefano Botta
and other local ne'er-do-wells.

Can I have a look?
-Naturally. Especially after that climb.

They got him with a bat
beaten to death. Looks like last night.

See if you can match his buddy Stefano Botta
find. I'm waiting for the coroner.

See you soon at the desk.
-Botta is often in Alfio's pub.

Thank you, Lo Cascio.

And we give this to Coc�.
Drink up, Coc�.

Thank you, Stefano,
but I've already had enough to drink.

Shut up and drink it.

Drink up.

Good morning.
-Tomorrow.

Drink up.

Are you Stefano Botta?
-And who are you?

No, wait, let me guess.

A cop, am I right?
-That's the right answer.

Assistant Commissioner Montalbano.
-What the hell.

In addition to a commissioner, we also have:
another assistant commissioner.

Come on, we need to talk.

Now?
-Yes.

Mr. Assistant Commissioner,
That's not fun for my friends, is it?

It's also no fun if I tell you
pick up late. What you want.

What nonsense.

Gaetano, you're the boss.
That glass must be empty when I return.

You have to drink it all.

Wait a second.

What do you want from me?
-Your buddy, Casio Alletto, is dead.

Beaten to death at Pizzo Carbonara.
-God rest his soul.

You are very fond of your friends.
-Nothing friend. Alletto had no friends.

A lot of people will be happy
with this news.

Where were you last night?
-Here.

Only?
-No, with friends.

And what did you do?
-eat something and watched football.

Until midnight.
-How neat.

If not, ask them too.
-Is not necessary.

Assistant Commissioner, if you want to know
who killed Alletto...

you have to interrogate half the village.
I wouldn't even start.

Botta and his buddies have an alibi.
They were watching football.

Half the village is suspicious...

and the other half is prepared the
to provide an alibi for the murderer.

This isn't going to be an easy thing.

Anyway,
I have nothing to do with it anymore.

I have been promoted to assistant
Chief Commissioner of Palermo.

Congratulations.
-Thank you.

You don't have to replace me
this is done by a colleague.

But I do have a promotion
requested for you.

If they accept it,
you will also be transferred.

Thank you.
-Don't mention it.

Given your love for the mountains
I just wanted to say...

that you are in the environmental field
have not adjusted.

Indeed.

All alone, miss?
-Salvo.

Is your friend not there to pick you up?

Hungry?
-Enormous.

Are we going to eat something? All right then.

There is pasta with goat ragout beforehand,
or minestrone with vegetables.

Next we have grilled lamb,
polenta with goat from the oven...

and mutton skewers.
Those are delicious.

You certainly don't have any fish?
-I can make a trout from the oven.

Does not have to. Go ahead
a pasta with tomato sauce.

Tomato sauce.
Add a little basil?

Go ahead.
-Fine.

I'd kill for some sardines.
-Then come and visit me more often.

Sanfilippo has my request
transferred to transfer.

Real? Where are you going?
-I have no idea.

Maybe to Catania.
-As long as it's not in the mountains again.

Can not you Sleep?
-No, it's too cold.

This thing doesn't heat well.
It only poisons us.

That would be a romantic death.
-Indeed.

Do you remember that uncle of mine, Giovanni,
who works for the ministry in Rome?

I told him
about your transfer.

He said he would go check it out.
-Mery, you know I don't like that.

I just asked for information.
-I should have discussed it with me first.

What are you making difficult again?
I thought that...

Forget it.
You're not in a good mood.

Alletto died
from his injuries.

He was kicked
and beaten with a bat.

His skull was fractured.
-He also had wounds on his face.

That's just what I wanted to talk about.
That is something very strange.

Considering the shape of the wounds
and the distance between them...

is the only possibility that one of the
attackers wore studded shoes.

Studs? So mountain boots.
-Precisely.

Mountain climbers wear them.
-And not just them.

Gaetano Borruso
is a shepherd who was eight...

when the Americans in 1943
landed in Sicily.

He found two chests of shoes,
left behind by Italian soldiers.

He took them home and didn't have to
never buy shoes again.

If Borruso is the only one who has such
wears shoes, he is a suspect.

Do you agree with me?
-Everyone here knows what Borruso is like.

What is he like then?
-He wouldn't hurt a fly.

Let alone kill someone.

Maybe this time he was
a little less nice...

and took revenge for the theft
of his sheep.

Everything is possible, but can I have you?
ask something, Montalbano?

Why do you want him home?
and not interrogate at the station?

You are right. It's just like that...

that I prefer to see people in their own homes
when I have to question them.

I feel like I got them because of that
understand better. Maybe that's nonsense.

I hadn't even thought about it
that we had to walk up the mountain.

Good morning, Mr. Borruso. This is
Assistant Commissioner Montalbano.

Good morning, Mr. Sanfilippo.
And good morning to you too.

You're here because of Casio, right?

I heard everything
when I was in the village.

Where were you before?
-At home. For two weeks.

No one can confirm it. I live
here alone with my goats and dogs.

But I would never hurt Casio.
Everyone knows that.

He stole your animals.

I'm not going to kill anyone
because he stole something?

Can I look at the soles of your shoes?

Casio Alletto had
wounds on his face...

that through shoes like these
could have been caused.

Other foot. I heard
that you have a lot of it.

Do you know anyone else who has them?
-No, I'm the only one.

They are sacred to me. Every time
when I oil them they are like new.

But...
-But?

I did a few years back
two pairs given to friends.

To whom?
-To Pippo Mezzapesa.

And the other one is called Ciccio Di Stilo.
They are both good people...

who would never hurt anyone.
-Your word is unfortunately not enough.

Not enough? What else do you want
than someone's word?

Mr Montalbano,
I didn't kill Casio Alletto.

Otherwise I wouldn't be here,
but reported myself to the police.

Vigata.
-What about that?

My uncle says you're going there.
It's just not official yet.

Aren't you happy?
-Yes, but it surprises me.

You grew up there.
And it's on the coast.

I have been there for over ten years
haven't been anymore.

Let's go there on Sunday. This
Sunday, yes. We have nothing to do.

And?
-Good.

Do you smell that wonderful scent?
-All I smell is fish.

Precisely.

Peppino always stood here
to sell bread and 'panelle'.

If we skipped school,
we hid behind his stall.

What did your parents think of that?
-Mom was already gone.

My father was always working.
I lived with my aunt and uncle.

I lived here until I was ten.
Then we moved to Palermo.

It can go up there.

If so. And this one can be done there.

Good day.
-Hello.

Is this the new police station?
-What do you think, young man?

I am Salvo Montalbano,
the new commissioner.

Pleasant, Inspector Carmine Fazio.
So you are...

Indeed. Sorry, I had
have to say it right away.

No. I just expected someone
those a little more... A little less...

Would you like to take a look inside?
-No, I'm just walking around.

I grew up here as a child.

A Montalbano lives in San Biagio.
Is that family of yours?

Yes, my father.
How is the renovation going?

A little slow. We are waiting
still on desks and telephones.

Take a look.
-That's not necessary.

I start next week.
-Hopefully everything will be ready by then.

Fine. Nice to meet you.
-Of the same.

One more question, Fazio. Know you here
maybe a good restaurant?

They are all good, but
the best is Calogero, in the square.

Fine, see you later.
-Bye.

See you soon.

You didn't tell me
that your father still lives here.

That's right. He has a small one
winery outside of town.

Don't you want to visit him?
-Maybe another time.

There's Calogero.

Hello. Can we eat something here?
-Of course that's possible. Sit down.

We have fish as a starter,
spaghetti with mussels...

spaghetti frutti di mare,
spaghetti with squid ink...

and the meat of sea urchins.

Preparing a sea urchin is not easy.
-I studied for it.

And as main course?
-Fish.

What kind of fish?
-Whatever you want.

How do you prepare them?
-Depends on the type of fish.

I leave the choice to you.
-No problem.

Fazio was right. This is going to be good.
-Let's hope so.

What are you doing?
-What's going on there?

Amoninne...
-Wait for me.

To ride.

Are you OK? Come on, I'll help you.
Just stand up.

Just sit down for a moment. Do you have
did that guy write down his license plate?

It wasn't 58, it was 63.

Don't you want my details?
-Fine, if that's what you really want. Just saying.

I am Salvo Montalbano,
the new commissioner of Vigata.

Good luck.

How do you feel?

Inside.

You wanted to speak to me?
-Yes, sit down.

Just say the word, Spagnol.

I spoke to Mezzapesa and Di Stilo.
They had those shoes too.

They didn't say anything interesting.
They are both simple shepherds.

They both said nothing
had to do with Alletto...

and if they met him...
-They should stay away from him.

What else?
-Not really, no.

You can go again.
-Up to your orders.

The request has been honored. You become
promoted to commissioner.

The salary increase is not worth it
all the extra hassle that comes your way.

But you will be happy
with your new workplace.

Vigata.
-Vigata? Now say.

That is it? I thought that you
would start dancing for joy.

I did not expect it.

Are you happy or not?
-Very happy.

And this is how you react when you are happy?
I don't understand you.

Okay, now for the next bit of news.

This is my last day here.
I'm going to Palermo tomorrow.

Tomorrow already?
-Look, now you look surprised.

My replacement will arrive in a few days.
-Sir, I...

I want to thank you. I will miss you.

I've learned a lot from you.
-You are also a fast learner.

Maybe. To be perfectly honest,
I'm a little worried.

As commissioner I will trust it
of the men should win.

I don't know if I can do that.
-If you had seen me at the beginning...

How many times I didn't want to stop
to start a tobacco business.

You can do it all.
I know that for sure.

May I ask you something? Are you happy?
that you are going to Vigata tomorrow?

To be honest,
I am very happy, Spagnol.

Although it does bother me
that the Alletto case has not been resolved.

Do you throw this away?
-What?

These shoes are as good as new.
-The climate here has ruined them.

A little shoe polish
does wonders.

I have some seal fat at home
and a brush. You can borrow that...

and then they are as good as new.

Who is there?
-Dr Sciacca, it's me, Montalbano.

I wanted to ask about the autopsy
has already been done on Alletto's body.

Coincidentally we were there too
traces of grease on his face?

Is this a joke?
-Do I look like I'm joking?

Yes, there was pork fat on his face.

I delivered the report tonight.

If you had waited a moment, you would have
can read it tomorrow morning...

and I wasn't that shocked
this late hour. Have some patience.

I'm sorry. Good night.
-Good night.

Have you next to Mezzapesa and Di Stilo
gave anyone else shoes?

My father stole two pairs
when I was a kid.

A few went to my brother
and a few more to my father-in-law.

And how many pairs did you use?
-Only this.

They are indestructible.
Yes, I'm absolutely sure.

How many were there 45 years ago?
-Exactly 50 pairs.

So if we do the math,
there should be 43 more.

Beats. I counted them last month
when lubricating.

Let's count them again.
-Go ahead.

4, 8, 12, 16, 20, 24,
27, 30, 33, 36, 39...

There are 42 of them.
-You are clearly a man of the law.

Like me.
-We have to find those shoes.

Why did you want to count those shoes?
-Borruso said he oiled them often.

Dr Sciacca confirmed that there were traces of fat
were on Alletto's face.

And that means?
-That the perpetrator of the murder...

carried some of those boxes
that Borruso keeps in his basement.

On the shoes he wears,
there is no more fat.

So they were recently stolen.
-You got it.

Sir...
-Not now. Is Sanfilippo gone yet?

You are Mr. Montalbano?
Oriali, the new commissioner.

Nice to meet you.
-Come with me.

I'm a few hours ago
arrived.

Things are moving along here
not exactly in an orthodox way.

Sit down.

Take for example
that murder of Casio Alletto.

That's why I'm here, Commissioner. I...
-Excellent.

Please explain to me why the perpetrator
has not yet been arrested.

The perpetrator? That will take a while.
-It's clearly too much for you.

I'll try for a moment
to recapitulate.

Alletto was a good-for-nothing
who was involved in cattle theft.

He was beaten to death and kicked.
Is that right?

The coroner indicates
that there was animal fat on his face...

that can be traced
to a type of shoe...

in the possession of a person
in the region called...

Gaetano Borruso, but this man...
-Montalbano, let me finish for a moment.

You talk yourself on and on.
Can I just finish it?

That Borruso is several times
robbed by Alletto.

It's in your report. Pull yourself
no conclusions from your assumptions?

Commissioner,
Gaetano Borruso is innocent.

Then who did it?
-We do not know yet. We are busy...

You know what I would do to find out
to come? Interrogating that Borruso.

Don't do it, Commissioner.
-I decide what I do.

I'll have him arrested, then you know
the entire region immediately how I work.

Do not do it,
Borruso is widely respected.

It has already happened. Listen.

What an idiot.

Good evening sir.
-Hello, Fazio.

Sorry I'm late.
I was prevented.

Does not matter.
-Never mind.

Come, I'll help you for a moment.

Come on. I'll go first.

The living room is...
-Leave everything alone.

They're probably waiting for you at home with food.
-It's a special evening.

My son Giuseppe
is on leave from Rome.

Will he also become a police officer?
-In a while.

Go ahead, I won't keep you any longer.
The house is upstairs, right?

I'll be there tomorrow at seven o'clock.
The others will all come later.

I'm going to headquarters tomorrow
for my orders.

Chief Commissioner Alabiso
is a good man.

What is his name?
-Alabiso. Do you know him?

Maybe.
Thanks for everything and see you tomorrow.

Have a nice evening, Commissioner.

Tell me, Montalbano,
Don't we know each other from somewhere?

That's right.
-That's what I thought.

When was that?
-About thirteen years ago.

At that time you were still a young boy.
-I was about 20 years old.

In 1977 I was a commissioner in Palermo.
-And I studied in college.

So that's it.
What happened?

With a charge
during a demonstration...

I got a good kick
on my ass for you.

And you?
-I tried to hit you.

In vain, because otherwise
would you have known?

Would I have arrested you?
-No, I escaped.

A great time, huh?
-Indeed.

Good morning, Sir. These are agents
Salvatore Gallo and Pietro Paterno.

At ease. Do you have one?
preference for certain assignments?

I did the police driving course.
So if you have to drive...

Can you drive fast?
-Count on it. No one overtakes me.

Fine, you can answer the phone
and you drive the car.

I have to move on again.
-This has just been brought to you.

I had completely forgotten this.
-What then?

I was a witness last week
of an accident...

and now I have to testify. What a hassle.

Every good citizen faces hassle
to make. At least here.

The accident was nothing,
but a bully dealt a blow.

I know about it. The officer on the scene
told me everything.

That guy who wrote down the license plate?
That loser...

Wrote down the wrong number
and was corrected by you.

The number he wrote down
turned out to be true after all.

I do not understand what you mean.
-Shall we go to your office?

Giuseppe Cusumano,
son of Salvatore and Maria Cuffaro.

Who is this about?
-About that guy.

Why are you telling me his name?

Maria Cuffaro is the sister
by Don Lillino Cuffaro...

and her son Giuseppe is the favorite
grandson of Don Sisino Cuffaro.

Do you understand?
-Completely.

Inside.
-Sir...

Attorney Torrisi wants to speak to you.
He has just arrived from Rome.

Just let him in.
And why do you look like that?

Just like that.

Maybe I can trade with Paterno?

Get to work and let Torrisi in.
-Up to your orders, Commissioner.

Come on.

Best friend.
-Nice to meet you, Mr. Torrisi.

What can I do for you?

I'm here to get to know you
and talk to you briefly.

I focus a lot on the problems
of today's youth.

Unfortunately I had to conclude that
things are not going well here in Vigata either.

Do you know what's missing? This.

Sorry, I don't understand...
-A listening ear, dear friend.

We are no longer prepared
to listen to young people.

We are always busy with them
to criticize and condemn...

when they are in an impulsive mood
have done something.

And that is a mistake.
-A serious mistake.

Commissioner, you are young,
but I see you understand.

That makes it easier for me.

What exactly?
-Because you're young...

I'm sure you have the problems
of young people fully understand...

even when it comes to rich young people
who belong to an influential family.

I'm sorry,
but I don't quite follow you.

I'm here for a good word
to do for Giuseppe Cusumano.

He's a good boy, even if he does
sometimes stupid things, like the other day.

He had hit an elderly person.
-That's right, that's wrong.

But he really regrets it.

Since you are called as a witness,
I just wanted to ask you not to exaggerate...

and to take into account
with all the confusion and problems...

The inconveniences.
-Precisely.

The inconveniences faced by a young man
when he has to deal with it.

Thank you, my dear Commissioner,
and if you ever need me...

Then you will hear from me.
-Bye.

Do you know where Mr. Montagnano is?
-Nobody's called that here.

The chief said that I
had to ask for Montagnano.

That's me and my name is Montalbano.
-Agent Agatino Catarella.

The chief said that I am
had to report to you personally.

Correct. And what can you do?
-I can do anything you want.

Can you answer the phone?
-Of course I can.

Guys, this is Officer Catarella.
He's talking about the telephone exchange.

Thanks for giving me such
responsible work.

Here's your mail.
-Thank you sir.

How kind you are to me.
-Stand up. Go to your post.

Sir, can I drive the car now?
-You with your car again.

No, you are now at your disposal
from Inspector Fazio.

Look how nice,
but the size is not listed.

All too big.

Do you like this?
-Yes.

Excuse me. I'll be right back.

They are still from WWII.
You won't find that anywhere anymore.

You can have them for 50,000 lire.

Where did you find them?
-In a village where I am standing on Saturday.

In Mascalippa for sure.
Who sold them to you?

I don't have time for this.
If you want to buy them, fine...

Because you're so kind, I guess
Before I don't check things...

even though there is undoubtedly something to be found.
Tell us who you bought this from.

I don't know his name. He was young
and seemed a bit retarded.

He was small, with black hair
and a dark complexion?

I'm coming, take it easy.

Police Mascalippa. Who am I speaking to?
-With Montalbano.

I have those stolen shoes
found it.

I'll be there in a few hours.
You have to do something for me.

Find Coc� Sampietro and lose
don't let him out of your sight. I see you soon.

Understood?
-Yes sir.

Well done.

Hello, sir.
-Where is Sampietro?

He's in the cafe.
-Come on, let's go talk to him.

Good evening, Coc�.

Because of you I lost my ball,
Commissioner.

Don't worry about that ball
and tell me: Do you recognize this?

No. I've never seen them before.
Why do you ask that?

Never seen? Thats weird. A witness
says he got them from you.

And if that's true,
then you're in trouble.

Alletto's murderer
was wearing these shoes.

I have nothing to do with it.

Who did it?
-I do not know.

Fine, we'll take him.
-Don't arrest me. I am innocent.

Sit down, Coc�.
Let's say I believe you.

You have to say who the perpetrator is,
otherwise I can't do anything for you.

It is...

It's Stefano.
-Stefano Botta?

He did it.

Alletto had stolen money from him
and didn't want to give it back.

He was wearing Borruso shoes,
so that he would be blamed.

He then gave them to me, and I have them
sold to make some extra money.

I had nothing else to do with it.

Now he's killing me.
-Don't worry, Coc�.

Leave Stefano Botta to me.
Stay calm.

Montalbano, I just arrived and heard
that you brought three police officers with you.

Please explain why.
-To arrest Stefano Botta.

He is the perpetrator.
Coc� Sampietro is a witness.

Agent Spagnol can explain everything to you.
-You're going beyond your limits.

I'm going to report this
and then you have a problem.

If you want to be the laughing stock here,
are you doing well?

I did your job, but you're welcome
to take the credit. Bye.

Here, Spagnol. Take this to
the forensic investigation team.

If you hadn't been there...
-Luckily everything ends well.

Borruso was right.
You are a man of the law.

If you see it, offer it
apologize on my behalf.

Goodbye Mister.
-Bye.

Come visit Vigata sometime.

I have eggplant salad, cannoli and...
a bottle of wine with me. Can I go inside?

I don't think it's too cold for it.
-Are you crazy?

We don't have a towel with us.
-It's hot anyway.

I'm not going swimming.
You can go if you want.

I think I'll go.
-Not me.

And I'll take you with me.

Crazy.

Look what a beautiful house.
-Yes. Very nice.

The shutters are closed.
I don't think anyone lives there.

Maybe they only come in the summer.
It's so humid in winter.

I'm going to ask. You never know.

Do you know what a house like that costs?

Good day.
-Hello.

Third floor, room 5.
Wait a little longer.

Here it is. As I thought.

Room 6.

I just saw
that the man fell to the ground.

Did you hear Melluso against Cusumano
say he was a cuckold?

I've heard that word
but nothing more.

Have they been around for a long time?
-No, about ten minutes.

Are you here as a spectator?

No, as a witness. Salvo Montalbano,
the new commissioner of Vigata.

Nice to meet you.
I'm Niccol� Zito, journalist.

I call Commissioner Salvo Montalbano
up to testify.

Just go.

Commissioner, you were there. You heard
Melluso say 'cuckold'?

No.

How special. The policeofficer
had heard it.

Maybe your hearing isn't very good.

I hear fine,
and my eyes are good too.

I saw Cusumano get out
and attack Melluso...

Without this anything
had done to provoke him.

Well, you can go again.
Thank you, Commissioner.

Your Honor, three years ago
married Cusumano...

with his beloved fiancée
Mariannina Chillemi.

When they came out of the church, he became
arrested by two police officers...

because he was by a judge
had been convicted.

On the day he had a fight with Melluso,
Cusumano had just been released again.

He literally flew to the arms
from his loving wife...

to seal the marriage.

The battery is empty and there is something wrong with it
the spark plugs. Just leave him alone.

And how do I get back to Vigata?

Your ticket, please.

Vigata.

Are you okay, miss?

Leave me alone.
I have to kill him.

Stop. Police.

What is this? Stop.

Stop.
-Commissioner.

Now stop it.

I have to kill him.

Come here.
-Stop now.

I have to kill him.

Wait here.

Is there anyone?

What do you want?

I am Commissioner Montalbano.
Are you Viola's mother?

Yes sir. Unfortunately yes.

We have arrested your daughter.
-I do not care.

Excuse me?
-I do not give a hoot.

Arrest her, throw her in jail,
forever for all I care.

I got her three years ago
thrown out of the house.

What had she done then?
-She had done what she had done.

Where does she live?
-Over there.

My husband was so nice to her
to give the pigsty.

She belongs there too.
It's her home now.

Did she have problems with someone?
-No idea.

Does your husband have a gun?
-Only a knife for the bread.

Can I have a look?

I am Viola's father.
Why was she arrested?

She had a gun with her.
-That girl will be the end of me.

How did she get that gun?
-We'd like to know that too.

Why is your daughter sleeping
in a pigsty?

Because my wife wants it that way.
-And why is that?

She had become pregnant.

By who?
-I do not know.

My wife doesn't know it either, even though she has
tried to beat it out of her.

Don't you have any suspicions?
-I'm working all day.

My wife is busy
with the smaller children.

I took Viola with me when she was little.
Then she started working as a maid.

So she never went to school?
-No, she can't read and write.

Which family did she work for?
-She kept changing.

Where is the baby now?

My wife took her
to a midwife.

She then had a hemorrhage
and almost died.

That was maybe
been the best yet.

Why did you force her to have an abortion?

A slut as a daughter is enough.
Should there also be a bastard child?

Vigata Police Station.

Why is no one here?

Sorry sir. We tried
to persuade that girl to eat something.

Hasn't she eaten anything yet?
-Not even a glass of water.

She doesn't want to talk to anyone.
She hasn't even gone to the toilet.

She's not quite there yet
been to the toilet?

I asked,
but I think she has problems.

She has the body of a woman,
but the mind of a child.

The weapon is a Beretta 84 FS
with a filed away registration number.

A criminal gun
that she received from someone.

That's exactly how it is.

Go back to the telephone exchange.
-Yes sir.

Aren't you going to eat this?
Then I'll eat it.

Go to the toilet. Come on.

Salvo.

Daddy.

Bye, boy.

I just wanted to say hello to you quickly
come and say.

At the station they said you were here.
Shouldn't I have done this?

No. Sit down,
then we eat something together.

You look good.

How are you?
-I can not complain. I am healthy.

With a little pain here and there of course.
-Nice to hear.

Aren't you going to ask about the company?
It's yours too.

Yes. How are you?
-Good. We have twelve employees.

Everything according to the rules, right?

You should come by sometime. Than
you get a few cases of good wine.

I'll come by as soon as I have time.

It feels like you started yesterday
you work for the police.

And you are already a commissioner.
Congratulations, Salvo.

I am not the only young commissioner.

Do you mind if I start eating?
I'm hungry. Order some too.

Salvo, I know almost nothing about you.

I'm not used to it
to eat and talk.

Fine, then I'll order something too.

Then we have both
a good excuse not to say anything.

Excuse me, do you have a moment?
-You name it.

What kind of treats do you have?
-We have linguini with lobster.

Hello, sir.

I brought some clothes.
-Thank you.

I'll take it to her.
-I'll open the door.

Your father has
sent some clean clothes.

I'll put it there.

Here, eat up.

Viola is a good girl,
and eats her fish neatly.

It's squid, but good.

And to satisfy her hunger,
we have a nice piece of bread here.

Water.

Would you rather eat alone?

Maybe this is a good time...
-No, just let her eat in peace.

Hello.
-Hi, honey. I'll be a little later.

Can you do something for me?
-Say it.

I still want that one dress from the other day
to buy. Will you get it for me?

l?
-Yes, there is a market again tomorrow.

Do I really have to do that?
-Yes, Salvo. That blue-purple dress.

Size 42. The seller still remembers,
because I stood there for half an hour.

I even tried it on.
Salvo, are you listening to me?

Yes. That purple dress
I remember. Day.

This is yours.

Viola is a beautiful name.

I think it's beautiful too.

Because it is a color.

Do you like colours?
-Yes.

They remind me of things.

Listen. Tell me how you
got that gun.

Not so.

Good. Good night.

Who is bothering me at this time?
Hello?

Hello, Fazio. I'm sorry
call so late. With Montalbano.

Listen. You must have been sleeping, right?
-Does not matter. What is?

I was wondering if you knew anyone
at the Montelusa court.

Yes.
-Good.

I need a list
of all the judges in the district...

Both civil and criminal judges.

I have enough for now
of first names and surnames.

Inside.

Good morning, Sir.
Here's the list you asked for.

Check out the names and tell me if there is one
that reminds you of a color.

Good. Let me see.

Bruni. I don't think so. Lo Verde.

Rosato, Rossi.
-Wait a second. Did you say Rosato?

Emanuele Rosato,
of the civil court.

Come with me.

Colors helped you remember things.
What kind of things?

That you judge Rosato
had to kill?

Don't you say anything?

What the hell are you doing?

Inside.

I'm here. What can I do for you?

I am Commissioner Montalbano.
I need to speak to you.

Now?

If that's possible.
-Sit down.

Listen to me, Your Honor.

I'm here because we're having a girl
have arrested.

She wanted to kill you.
-What do you say? Kill me?

Beats. How long have you been working here?
-For forever.

Does the name Viola Monaco mean anything to you?
-Nothing.

Did that girl also say why...

No. I think someone is her
asked to do it.

Who then? I've never had an argument
had with someone.

I only handle small civil cases.

Can you do something for me?

Can you handle all lawsuits?
view the last five years?

If you find anything, please call me.
I'll give you my number.

Can I write it here?
-Yes.

What does this cost?
-20,000 lire.

How many?
-20,000 lire.

That's a lot.
-A lot of? You are joking.

I call this theft.
-Theft? You have no idea.

Sir...
-Fazio.

I bought this for Mery,
my girlfriend.

That's what I thought. I have news.
Viola has calmed down again.

I asked her what she
against Judge Rosato.

He would take someone to jail
have sent.

Rosato has never done that before.

Someone told her.
-That gun guy.

I have news about that too.
Apparently the gun isn't working.

It looks like a murder weapon,
but it's just scrap.

Viola didn't know that.
-The one who gave it to her did.

So I don't understand that.

I convince a girl for someone
to kill. For no reason.

I give her a gun
that it doesn't. Why?

Just for fun?
That is a dangerous joke.

Who benefits from this?

We have to invent
who gave her the assignment.

Talk to her. Maybe
that she confides something in you.

Hello.
-You are speaking with Emanuele Rosato.

You name it.
-I think I've found something.

That girl's name is Monaco,
and her father's name is Gerlando, right?

Filippo Tamburello, owner of one
piece of land next to that of Monaco...

had a wall something
built too far forward.

In the end, Monaco won him over
court and I judge in his favor.

So why does his daughter want
kill me?

..controls those in our territory
were carried out.

That's it for today.
We'll see you again tomorrow. Bye.

Pretty girl. I'll mention it
in the 12 o'clock news.

Thank you.
-Don't mention it.

I know a quid pro quo.
-What then?

Let's tutor each other, okay?
-Okay�. Bye.

May I?
-Come in, Fazio.

Sit down.
I didn't want to wake you.

Paterno said you're all night
talked to Viola.

You can go home and rest.
-That's not necessary. I have an armchair.

It's quite complicated.

Sit down.

This morning, after being up all night
had talked, Viola collapsed.

She started to cry.

She said who gave her the gun
and had ordered Rosato to be killed.

And who is it?
-Her lover, Giuseppe Cusumano.

Cusumano? That cousin of...
-Don Cuffaro.

This is for you.

I didn't have time to pack it.

Do you like it?
-Yes.

Would you like to try it on?

Yes.

I'm ready.

Thank you. No one ever has me
such a beautiful dress.

You look beautiful.
-Real?

Can I ask you a few questions now?
-Fine.

Good.

When did Cusumano say you
had to kill Judge Rosato?

When?
-Yes.

He wrote it in a letter,
about 15 days before he was released.

Have you ever visited him?
-Just once.

I wasn't allowed in
because I was underage.

Pino did send me notes.

But you can't read.

They were read
by the person who brought them.

And what was this person's name?
-I do not know.

You do not know. And those notes?
-What about that?

Where are the notes?
-Pino told me to burn them.

When had he given you the gun?

He had it brought to him by the same person
person who delivered the notes.

Have you seen Pino yet?
after he got out?

No, I had to go first
kill that judge.

Of course.

I find it all absurd.

If you had killed that judge,
you could have forgotten Pino.

Do you know for how long?
goes to jail for murder?

They didn't catch me.
-Oh no?

Two of Pino's men were ready
to help me escape.

You mean it.

And the names of those people
have you also forgotten?

Correct.

If what you say is true...
-It's true.

Calm down. I want to know why you
Pino Cusumano is involved in this.

Because... Because he
didn't keep his word.

He said I'm not in jail
would come if I got caught.

He has forgotten you. And do you know why?

Because now, after three years,
is enjoying his wife again.

He's ruining your life
with that murder of Rosato...

and now he is enjoying life.
How do I know it was a trap?

The gun he gave you,
it didn't. It was broken.

Did you know? Did you know or not?

Take that dress back.
Take it back, I tell you.

I don't want anything from you.
I do not want it.

Go away.

Sir, Cusumano is out of town.
He'll be back tomorrow.

But we'll get it.

Doubtless.
Fazio, you have to do something for me...

but the bureaucratic way
takes too long.

I can try it.
-Check if it's true...

that Viola Cusumano visited
in jail.

That must be in the registers.

Come with me.

Everyone this girl last
served for four years...

must report
at the Vigata Police Department.

The police thank you in advance
and guarantees absolute discretion.

And now the other news.

Good idea. Do you think
that someone will come forward?

With a bit of luck we'll get there
find out who is involved.

With a bit of luck, yes.

Sir.

Two people have come forward.
Mrs. Pittigallo arrives at four o'clock.

Francesco Struppino
is in bed with the flu...

but you can visit him.
He lives nearby.

Struppino?
-Beats.

Don't you mean Trupiano?
-Yes, that's what I say. Struppino.

Catarella, can you hear well?

Very good indeed.
That's what an ENT specialist said recently.

What do you mean, Mr. Montarcano?
-Montalbano. It's Montalbano.

That's what I say. Montarcano.
-Fine. Have a nice day.

Thank you.

Who is there?
-Police, Mr. Trupiano.

I said I was alone
wants to talk to the commissioner.

I'm the commissioner.
-You're the commissioner?

Come on in then.
Come on, come on.

I'll close immediately
because it's quite draughty.

What can you do to me?
tell us about Viola Monaco?

What can I say?
I do and don't have to deal with it.

Explain further.

You still want to know where Viola
worked in the last four years?

Precisely. Viola has here
worked for five months.

One year and five months
to be precise...

but that one year doesn't count,
because it does not fall within those four years.

I don't know if you understand this reasoning
can follow?

Are you perhaps an accountant?
-No, radiologist.

Fine, tell me about those five months.
How was Viola?

She was honest, well-mannered,
worked hard.

For a year and four months
my wife nothing to complain about...

but that last month...
-What did she do?

She changed
from one day to the next.

She became careless, rude,
she didn't want to do anything anymore.

One day
she didn't show up again.

After a while her mother came.
She asked me where her daughter was.

She was incredibly rude.
I said I didn't know.

Tell me what you didn't tell her.
-With pleasure.

She got a call every day around half past five.

Half an hour before she was ready,
the phone rang.

She dropped everything to get there as quickly as possible
to be able to record.

Forgive the expression,
but it seemed like she had to.

And do you know who...
-Yes, sometimes me or my wife would answer the phone.

It was always the same guy, a guy named Pino.

Cusumano.
-No, what are you saying? No Cusumano.

Pino Dibetta.
-Dibetta?

Are you sure?
-Are you kidding me?

My head is at my age
the only thing that still works.

Everything is stored above.

Mrs. Pimpigallo is already waiting
in your office.

Thank you. Gallo, know you
maybe one Pino Dibetta?

I certainly know that one.
A friend of my brother Nico.

Send for him, I need to speak to him.
-I will.

Hello, Mrs. Pimpigallo.
-Hello, Commissioner.

Sorry you had to wait.
-No problem.

What do you know about Viola Monaco?
-She worked for me for one year.

She was late sometimes,
about five minutes.

I took those five minutes
just as well from her wages.

Did she ever get a call?
-Never at my house.

Why did she quit?
-That was because of Mrs. Lo Bianco.

One day those pliers suggest to for
more money to come and work for her.

Mrs. Lo Bianco.
-Don't you know her?

That bastard's wife
of an engineer.

Well, that's all I need to know.

Call me when you talk to her.
Then we'll talk further.

I will do. Bye.

How many people have registered?
-Two.

Mrs. Pimpigallo told me that
Viola worked for the Lo Bianco family.

They did not report. Do you know them?
-No, but I'll ask.

Thank you.
-At the prison they told me...

that Viola Cusumano visited,
three days before his release.

Sir, Pino Dibetta is here.
-Come on, Mr. Dibetta.

Would you like to stay with it, Gallo?
-No rather not.

Tell me. Do you know anything about...
-Nothing at all, Commissioner.

I don't know anything about that one
the boss's punctured tires.

That does not interest me.
-Then why did I have to come?

For another matter, from before.
Do you know a Viola Monaco?

Yes, she helped my uncle at the market.
He had a vegetable stand there.

I liked her, and she liked me too.
She worked for the family...

Trupiano.
-Indeed.

I had her number
and so I called her.

How far did things go between you two?
-Not so much. A little kissing and stuff.

No more. Viola was already a real woman,
but she didn't want to go any further.

So you broke up with me.
-No, I didn't want to leave her.

Then what?

On the way home I was robbed
by two masked men.

They put a bag over my head
and beat me to it.

They broke my ribs, my teeth
and took care of this wound here.

I received seven stitches.

After they finished, one of them said:
Forget Viola Monaco.

Any idea who did it?

At first I thought
to Viola's brothers...

but they had no reason
to put on balaclavas.

If there was anything
they could have just said it.

Could it also be that Viola is in the meantime
was also involved with another man?

A married man.

Commissioner, Viola was a virgin.

Have a nice evening, Fazio.
-You too, Gallo.

Fazio, I didn't know you smoked.
-Shut your mouth to my wife.

Would you like too?
-No.

What do we do with that girl?
It's almost a kidnapping now.

What would you do?
-She had a gun with her.

She wanted to kill the judge.
Let's play it by the rules.

That way we get
Never catch Cusumano.

In fact, we care
that he is rid of her.

There is no connection between them.
-Viola saw him in prison.

Everything she says about that conversation
Cusumano can simply deny it.

We still have to give her a few more days
to keep with us.

You are playing with your career.

Should we go to the chief commissioner?
say she's the cleaning lady?

Why not?

We are here. Come in.

There's the kitchen, this is the bathroom.

And here is the living room. Come on.

Just tell me what you need tomorrow morning
and then it will be bought for you.

Here is the bedroom.

Can I sleep here?
-Yes, we just need to change it.

It's temporary,
until we find something better.

Don't like it?
-Yes it is.

Where are you going?
-To a hotel or something.

Good. That is setteled then.

What the hell.

Are you okay, sir?
-Did you hurt yourself?

Only my neck a little.
It could have been worse.

What happened?

Some bastard shot.
-Really and truly?

Look, I found the bullet.
-A 7.65.

Who knew you were here?
-Only the lady from the hotel...

but it certainly wasn't her.
-Leave me alone.

Do you or any of Cusumano's people know
has a birthmark on his head?

That must be Nin� Brucculeri.

Where does he live?
-ln Vigata.

Take him to the police station.
He must have a gun. Take it away.

We have no arrest warrant.
-We have to surprise him.

Why does Brucculeri want to kill you?
-They wanted to warn me.

By coincidence he was too
in that restaurant.

He went to call. That must have been bad
Cusumano who ordered this.

Are you sure?
-There's no other way.

Cusumano probably knows that we
Have Viola and that she talked.

Why do I wake up at six o'clock
made and dragged here...

like I'm a criminal?
-You're a criminal too.

Sit down, Mr. Brucculeri.

You need to help me with two things.
To begin:

Were you yesterday?
at Da Peppino restaurant?

Yes. Is that sometimes prohibited?
-No. I was there yesterday too.

You were there too?
-Yes, I was there too.

And my second question: Do you have
fired a gun recently?

Do you have the gun?
-A Beretta 51. One bullet is missing.

You probably also have a firearms permit.

I don't feel so good.
-No, he hasn't.

Do you still have the bullet?
who was in my car, Fazio?

Let's find out tomorrow whether that bullet
comes from his gun.

Should we take him to jail?
-I think so. What do you think?

Brucculeri actually has to
to be arraigned today...

be charged with attempt
to murder and appoint a lawyer.

You want to keep him here
without saying anything to anyone.

You're right.
I do everything in my own way.

But it has to be that way, trust me.

Brucculeri's wife has
meanwhile raised the alarm.

We now await their next move.

I have some more information
about the Lo Bianco family.

What have you discovered?

Lo Bianco is in his 40s
and works as a chemist.

His wife's name is Enza.
They have no children.

He has a collection of guns
and revolvers, about 40 of them.

Look at that. Did you call them up?
-No, they're out of town.

linteresting.

What the hell.
-Sorry.

Come on.
-I thought you were in a hotel.

No, it was getting late.
Go ahead.

Everything okay in the house?
-Yes. About those cleaning supplies...

Say it.
-I need sponges...

mopping, cleaning agent
for the bath and kitchen...

Wait a second. The shops are still closed.
Give the list to Catarella.

I'm going.

Holy shit.

Very open-minded, those Lo Biancos.

Well, say.

Come on, that's Viola.

That Lo Bianco is doing well
for each other. It lacks nothing.

The spring is broken.

The registration has been filed away.
One gun is missing.

See you soon, Mr. Lo Bianco.

Stop. Be careful, sir.
-For what?

If we dirty the floor,
Viola gets angry.

Mr. Risi has this morning
called at least ten times.

He said it was urgent.
-Not Risi, but Torrisi.

Transfer him when he calls.
-Along this side.

I'll go along the wall.

Where were you, sir?

Holy shit. Who gave you this?
- Found in Lo Bianco's house.

How did you get in there?
-Through the window.

Like a burglar?
-Like a burglar, Fazio.

If you continue like this,
you still go to jail.

Do you know what risks you are taking?

It's worth it. Do you want to know
what else have I discovered?

I have to clean here.
-We'll go next door.

Are you coming, Fazio?
-I'm coming.

What do you say?

Lo Bianco is a womanizer
and becomes crazy about Viola.

He brags about his weapons,
maybe show them too.

Viola goes to bed with him
and starts asking things.

Like the gun.
-No she does not.

She takes it and disappears.

Lo Bianco sees the news on TV,
notices his gun is missing...

gets scared and smears it.

Viola goes to Cusumano and says
tells him she has a gun.

Why did she say she got it?
from the man who delivered the notes?

I am almost finished.
-Just take it easy.

Can you sit down for a moment?
I need to discuss something with you.

What is it about?
Have you arrested Cusumano?

We're going to do that, but not
because of what you told us.

What would I have said then?
-That he wanted you to kill Rosato.

Do you think it's not true?

It's not true. Cusumano
never gave you a name.

You knew Rosato's name
because your father once talked about that.

Your bag was full of objects
that reminded you of that name.

If Cusumano you
gave that name...

you never forgot,
as in love as you said you were.

Who did I want to kill?
-Pino Cusumano.

He wasn't trying to avoid you
came to court.

Not long ago you had
visited him in prison.

You said you wanted to kill him
but you made a mistake.

Not true.
-Yes it is.

Pino was convinced
that you meant it.

Even if you shot
the gun wouldn't have worked.

You couldn't have known that.
But you are a smart girl.

Just in case everything went wrong, you had
made up that story about Rosato.

If Pino wasn't killed by you,
he would be in jail a little longer.

You switched to plan B
after we arrested you.

You pretended to be angry.
You were showing signs of trouble.

You acted like you didn't understand anything,
but also made us believe...

that you really had it in for Rosato.

And all so that we would think that
Pino Cusumano was the client.

Why would I want to kill Pino?

Because he raped you.

It was for what he
had done to me.

And for what he made me do.

He came to get me after he got me
with a boy.

A car stops next to me.
Cusumano gets out.

He grabs my arm
and pulls me into the car.

There was a guy in the car
a large birthmark on his face.

Nin� Brucculeri.
-We drove away.

We went to a house,
somewhere in the countryside.

We're getting there.
He starts punching and hitting me.

He made me undress
and then he did as he pleased.

When he was done, he said to that one
other that he could also go his own way.

And then he left.

The next morning he said he
would kill me if I said anything.

He punched me. I fell
and it went black before my eyes.

When I came to again, I...
got dressed and went home.

It took me three hours
because I could barely walk.

While walking I decided
that I was going to kill him.

He raped me and then gave me
away as if I were a lifeless doll.

Four days later...
-He went to jail for three years.

All I could think about
was to kill him when he got out.

I visited him in prison,
but I made no mistake. I didn't say anything.

He said to me: How are you, Viola?
Not had enough yet?

When I get out, I'll give you what you want.

He laughed,
but I saw that he was afraid.

Then why did you go there?
-Don't you understand?

Because at least I could say
that he then gave me the assignment...

to kill that judge.

Correct.

Look, you and I have to go now
make a covenant together.

I'll make sure you get here unscathed
comes true, and then you are free.

And Cusumano is still going
humming for a few years.

But then you have to testify
that he raped you.

I'll try to avoid it, but
I need to know if you're willing to do it.

I do...

I'll do whatever you ask of me.

Stand back up.

Inside.
-The noble Risi is here.

What kind of word is that anyway?
-Just let him in.

Consider it done.

Can I count on you?
-Yes.

Mr. Torrisi, how nice to see you again.
-Best friend.

Catarella, I don't want to be disturbed.

Commissioner, I'm here to talk about it
to have an annoying issue.

But that is possible with a little good will
be solved.

Say it.

Recently your people
the house was searched...

by Antonio 'Nin�' Brucculeri.

They had found a weapon
and brought it here.

However, they had
without a search warrant.

That is indeed true.

But this was a repeat offender.
-A repeat offender may do something wrong.

But no one likes him just like that
deprive him of his rights. True or False?

Absolutely true.

Do you have any idea how we can do this?
can solve this mess...

because I have little experience with this.

I see you
you are a sensible young man.

Because Brucculeri's arrest
not registered anywhere...

you can just release him again.

People who matter
will thank you for it.

Correct. You are absolutely right.

There is only one thing you can tell me
as a lawyer you can certainly help.

Say it.
-If someone shoots at you...

is considered attempted murder
or as a simple warning?

Attempted homicide...
Let's not exaggerate, Commissioner.

Excuse me. I try
just come up with a solution.

You just said that there completely
nothing is registered.

But that's not right.

I have Brucculeri's gun and the bullet
that was stuck in the tire of my car...

sent to headquarters,
with the name of the owner.

That's not what we want.
-Precisely.

But there is a solution. Brucculeri
can confess what he did.

You defend him and can say
that he had had one drink too many...

and wanted to make a joke.
Then things won't get out of hand.

Could things get out of hand?
-Yes of course.

The restaurant's phone was already ringing
tapped for other matters for months.

Damn.
-Indeed.

The order to shoot at me
that Pino Cusumano gave to Brucculeri...

Was it recorded?

That boy is too impulsive
and will cause problems...

Like he did three years ago
when he raped a minor.

She just left
when you came in here.

What did she say?
-Don't you know?

She waited
until she was of age.

She told me last week
that she was kidnapped three years ago...

and then beaten and raped
by Cusumano, just before his wedding.

Did she press charges?
-No Fortunately not.

I was just in time.

I'm trying with all my might
to keep the Cuffaro family out of this.

Their enemies will be here
be overjoyed with.

When that girl told me everything,
I immediately had Cusumano summoned.

I wanted his side
hear the story.

But what does he do? He gives Brucculeri
the order to shoot me.

What does that mean, I thought.
But then I understood.

He was more afraid of his reaction
family and his wife then before the law.

He wanted to silence me.

That shows how unreliable
and irresponsible he is.

I think it's better for the family
if he stays in jail for a while.

To limit the damage.
-Fine. What are you planning now?

l? What can I do?
Nothing.

I can only offer you a choice...

between attempted murder and
a sex crime. The choice is yours.

I'll leave you alone now.
Feel free to use the telephone.

I'm going to get some air, because
I need that right now.

What will the Cuffaros choose?
-For attempted murder.

They probably see that as more honorable
offense. And don't blame them.

What do we do with Viola's gun?
-Report as a lost property.

And Lo Bianco?
-We'll wait until he gets back.

During a weapons check
you accidentally find that hiding place.

Is everything arranged then?
-Yes.

But we break all the rules
on our heels.

Just like in American movies
where the sheriff does what he wants...

because everyone plays their own judge?
There are rules.

Come on, Fazio.

So that's what you think about it?
-Beats.

Pino Cusumano will admit that he
Brucculeri who gave the order.

Let him come then.
-There's a little problem.

That boy fell off a ladder and...
broke some ribs and his nose.

He can't walk either.
An ambulance had to come.

Where is he?
-In the hospital of Montelusa.

Bye.
-Thanks for everything.

Like I said,
they go for attempted murder.

But he can't come
because he got beat up.

What a pity.
-He's in the hospital in Montelusa.

Call the main office.
They can solve it all.

And what are you going to do?
-I'm hungry. I'm going to Calogero.

Call Viola and let her know that I am
kept my promise.

We have to find a place for her.
-Not with me. My wife doesn't like that.

Fine.
-Enjoy your meal.

It's a shame that you lost so much money
to this hotel.

You don't earn that much.
-Does not matter.

Next time I'll find a place to live
for you. I just don't have time tomorrow.

My brother is leaving again
and then my mother is alone.

How is she doing?
-She feels depressed.

She can't stay alone. I have to
find a lady who will take care of her.

This is Viola. Viola, this is Mery.
-Nice to meet you.

Salvo is very positive about you.
-Sir is too nice.

Viola really wants to go to Catania.
-I want to get out of here...

so I like working for your mother.
-That is setteled then.

Sorry, but where did you get that dress?

I recently bought that at the market.
-I thought so.

I wanted to tell you that.
Such a coincidence.

I was at the market to buy it,
but Viola beat me to it.

Does not matter. It suits you well.
-Thank you.

Come on, the bus is leaving soon.
-Yes, we're going.

We'll see each other again soon. Bye.
-Thank you.