All language subtitles for Rocco Schiavone 302_[eng]

Sebastiano.

Hello, Rocco.
- Sister Let�.

I ran errands for him
yesterday. He's fine.

Can you say I'm looking for him?
- Of course.

But why doesn't he talk to you anymore?
- He doesn't trust me anymore.

You have been friends since childhood
and now he doesn't talk to you anymore?

What are you doing about it?

Also tell me the flowers
at Adele's grave are mine.

Okay. And also say a
prayer for Adele on my behalf.

I am not praying, Sister Let�.
- Bad, boy.

And when you soon stand before him,
what will you say?

The truth. That faith
can be stolen from me.

Hello, Rocco.

THE BEGGAR

That is 3 euros 80.

In those 50 years in Rome I have
never seen such an empty road.

That seems like a clear signal
that you should leave. And you do.

Obviously. What am I doing here?

Nothing, Rocco.

How do you say that again? The
enemy who flees will find golden bridges.

How long do I have to run away, Mari?

Go to sleep, Lupa.

It's a long drive.

Goodbye, Ettore.
- Hello, sir.

A ristretto and a cornetto.

A croissant?
- A cornetto. Croissant...

Good morning, Mr. Schiavone.

I know you, but you don't know me.
- Then tell me your name.

I am Sandra Buccellato. You
have probably read articles of mine.

The Chief's ex-wife.
- Ex, yes. I was young.

Good day. Would you
like to order something?

No, thank you.

Thank you.
- Please.

I don't write nice things
about you, but it's my job.

I don't hate journalists,
I hate wretches.

Freedom of expression
applies in this country.

Indeed. Okay, don't get mad...

but then I use it to say
you can get my back.

Okay.

Let's forget about it?

Read this once.
- I read.

What kind of frame is this?

These are 27 names. All ended
up in jail for cocaine trafficking.

Thanks to the whistleblower
who knows you so well.

Enzo Baiocchi.

And what do you want from me?

You looked into him, right?

You were in Friuli at
the time of his arrest.

What is your relationship to this criminal?
Why did he want to kill you?

You should ask him that.

Sebastiano Carucci, Adele's husband,
murdered in her house, in his stead.

Also attended Baiocchi's arrest.
Did he want revenge?

Carucci is under house arrest.
Ask him yourself.

Do you not find these coincidences strange?
- No.

I think it's strange that you get
on my nerves during breakfast.

My apologies, Mrs. Buccellato.

Come on.

Hey, fool.
- Time to get up, beard men.

Bastards.

It's getting late.

Accountant.

Accountant.

Come on.

What is it, Antonio? My day is over.

Level ten.

True?
- The street market.

A worthy end to a Fuck Day.

But I still miss 500 euros.
- I know that. Give me a few days.

Just a little while longer.
I'll have the money in two days.

I have to be able to trust you.
- When I say I pay, I pay.

Do you know how much I ate from you?

We're already at 4000. I'm sorry, but
sometimes you win and sometimes you lose.

Yesterday I was lucky and tomorrow
it could be Santino or Cristiano.

Or maybe you.
Okay, we'll start in half an hour.

No, I pass. I must not defy fate.
Maybe it's just not my time.

I think.

But things cannot go bad all the time.

But you notice that right away.

If it goes bad, I quit.

Hello, Cas�.
- Hello, boss.

His name is latta Aurelio, 86
years old, lived on Via Berthet.

And that's the man who
found it, setting there.

That man there?
- Yes, he.

Good day.
- Good day.

Commissioner Rocco Schiavone.
- Alfredo Bissolati.

Take a seat.
- Thank you.

Did you know the victim?
- Yes.

We always argued about
the stuff here in the market.

We arrived after hours
and scavenged for leftovers.

Some kind of shopping.

So you argued with the
victim about the groceries?

And with Carlo.
- Carlo who?

Carlo Moriani.
But I haven't seen that today.

Tell me about this afternoon.

Do you see that bench there? That's
my bench. I was sleeping on that.

And at one point I was startled
by a bang. It was a firecracker.

I realized it was late.
And then I went here.

And when I got here...

I saw the accountant lying there.

Did you look around here
before going back to your bench?

I do not know that anymore.

I went to a bar because
I have sugar with me.

Sugar is expensive
and I secretly smuggle it.

Please go home, Mr. Bissolati.

Sir.
I haven't been called that in 40 years.

How old are you?
- Class of '32. Sergeant of the Alpini.

Then they all said:
Yes, sir. Yes sir.

Very well. You go.

Sergeant.

Salute.

Bye.
- Thank you.

Fumagalli is here too, boss.

Hey, Albe.

What a cold, huh?
My balls feel like acorns.

Tell.
- Take it easy.

I have to work quickly,
otherwise I snow in.

Where's Italo?
- Problems with his landlord.

This is a gem.
He was made cold with one blow.

With a hammer or a crowbar or something.
A really nice murder.

How long has he been dead?
- You never learn, do you?

I have to take it, open
it and then I can say it.

But if I rely on rigor
mortis not very long.

Okay, I'm done here.

Are you in such a hurry
because of the snow?

No, I want to avoid
that crazy bitch.

Goodbye, crooks.

Don't let him get away, will you.
- Bye.

Hello, Alb�.

Who's that crazy bitch?
- Gambino.

They love each other.

And?

I made a round, but no one
seems to have seen anything.

We have all stall owners come
to the agency to question them.

Simone, we are going
to make another round.

You find out the address
of a certain Moriani.

Carlo Moriani.
- Moriani Carlo.

Moriani Carlo, yes. Look up where
he lives. Because I'm done with work.

I've never been so unlucky.

Revenge?
- Count on it.

Go ahead.

Hello Miss.
- Good day.

Does Carlo Moriani live here?
- Yes. He's inside.

He hasn't been feeling fit
since last night.

Did something happen?
- No nothing.

You go.
- May I?

Mr. Carlo? Good day.

Who are you?
- I'm Commissioner Rocco Schiavone.

I'm sorry to disturb you while resting.

That does not matter. I am practicing.
- What for?

For eternal rest.

We just heard it on the radio
from the poor accountant.

Did you know him?
- Since two years.

I saw him bring some good fruit one day.

And does he have any family,
as far as you know? Children?

I've always seen him alone.

And do you know Alfredo?

That senile old fool?

That poor bastard even
forgets to tie his shoelaces.

He's always looking for a fight with me
and the accountant.

He says we steal his vegetables.
- Is that right?

We take the things that are still
worthwhile. He takes everything.

Old junk. Apples with worms.

It's just a bum.

He even eats meat for dogs.
- You don't?

Oh yeah.
- That's life.

Thank you.
- No thanks.

Get well soon.
- Thank you sir.

Bye.

Goodbye madam.

Close the window or
he'll get pneumonia.

This way.

Look.

Boss.
- Thank you.

Call me when you're done.
- Fine, ma'am.

Look.

Maybe we'll see it better this way.
- Good heavens.

What kind of mess is this?

A little bit of everything.

Watch now. Old phone bills.

Bills from restaurants.

See there.

Old train tickets.

This is very old.

Stamps...
- Why does he keep all this stuff?

These are the stuff of a lifetime. When you
are alone, you surround yourself with it.

Exactly.

What would you keep, Cas�?

I? My degree. A few newspaper
articles that are dear to me.

But especially the photo of
Frou Frou, the cat I had as a boy.

And pictures of women you have loved?

Of course, that one too.

I would keep my judo medals.
And the picture of Sabrina.

Who is that?

That is a long story.

I would keep the shitty sign.

Guys.

Call the agency
to arrange a house eviction.

Yes sir.

What is this?

What is this thing?

Let me see.

So | alia...

still tried.

He was tired of being alone.

The question now is who he tried, boss.

Bravo, Cas�.

Bravo.

How are you, aunt?

Everything good. And with you, Italo?
Is everything all right?

Yes of course.

I was in the area and I just
wanted to see how you were doing.

And how are you?
Can I do something for you?

No. No, aunt. I just have
some problems at work.

And that girl? That colleague of yours?

I already told you that was over.
- Unfortunately.

But tell me about you.
- About me?

I'm doing well.
I've been to the doctor.

My blood pressure is no longer great.

But that runs in the family. Your
grandmother and your mother had it too.

Do you still smoke?
- Sometimes.

You have to stop.

On television they say that it gives you
cancer and that it is bad for your heart.

You're right.

I have to stop.

I have to go.
- Already?

Yes, I have to go to work.

Hello, aunt.

Aurelio latta was born in Pont
Saint Martin in 1934. However?

Yes. He has taken final exams in 53.

In '54 he joins the army
and is stationed in Ancona.

And in '62 he started
working as an accountant.

And here are the purchase
agreements of two homes.

One in Via Festaz in 1980.
And another in Champoluc.

That latta did well.

I have another purchase agreement here.
A shop in Via del Collegio.

Boss. The most recent document..

Is this bill of 300,000 lire.

From restaurant San Carlo in Bardonecchia.

300,000 lire is a considerable amount.

I wonder how he got so desolate.

That he lived in such a dark hole...

And had to scrape together
vegetables at the market.

And with a pension of 400 euros per month?

All these title deeds are
drawn up by the same notary.

A notary in Ivrea.
See if it is still active.

Then maybe we can visit it tomorrow.

Mich�.
- Could you stop by for a minute?

I'm not trying to pick up on you.
- Unfortunately.

In the laboratory.
- And where is that?

Go down the stairs to
the basement next to the

entrance and then continue
to the end of the hallway.

Rocco, put on some shoe covers.

Good gracious.

Good heavens.

What a nag.

Shoe covers.

Where are you, Mich�?

Open now.

Look.

Welcome to my kingdom.

I have luminometers, a refractometer
and an electronic microscope.

There were mice down here, right?
- Yeah, but not in here.

How long has been here?
- Only just. You see? Everything is new.

Magnificent. Do you have any news?
- Yes.

Look. These objects were
found at the crime scene.

Nails, ruler and hammer.
- That will be the murder weapon.

Certainly. Because the head
was all smeared with blood.

There are prints on it and I have
yet to determine the blood type.

Fumagalli has yet to pass on
the dead person's blood type.

Still can't get through one door?

These three objects are brand new.
The price is even there.

Were they the victim's?

I have my brain ached, but
there is no symbolism whatsoever.

If there had been barbed wire
in addition to these things...

could be a serial killer
with a religious motive.

But with just that ruler,
nails and hammer...

I do not know. I'm tired. If
nothing else, I'll go home there.

Why are you actually here?
Down here?

How so?

Ten meters of reinforced concrete.
- So yes?

There are no telephones
here, no one has the keys...

there are no windows,
apart from those loopholes.

It is a bunker of safety and tranquility.

I feel completely at ease here.
I am the queen.

Okay.
- Get some rest.

Yes.

And now? I would like to go outside.

Of course. Sorry.

Good heavens.

Good.

Okay, where were we?

Attention. Procedure started.
- Damn.

Vandalism established.

Take a look, even two.
One is free, take it.

I should actually mention this.

Where were you? I've been looking for you
all day. Everyone is at work. And you?

We have a body. Did you know?

Problems with my landlord.
And a house meeting.

I get it.

You shouldn't put up
a bullshit story on me.

Okay? Tomorrow you will tell me everything.

Otherwise I don't want to see you again.
Okay? Good evening.

Tomorrow, Italo.

Sorry, it took a while,
but I was way behind.

How can you fall behind now?

A road accident in Pont Saint Martin.

Mum, dad, two kids, grandma
and the dog. And all beautiful.

Do you want to see them?
- No, please don't.

Come with me.

There we are. Candy?

Bugger off.
- It was a gesture of hospitality.

He died at about 3:00 PM.

About, because the outside
temperature was very low.

You probably wonder why there
was so little blood at the crime scene.

Because I think he was only hit with the
hammer when he was already on the ground.

Do you understand? I'll explain it to you.
He has been hit on the right.

See that bruise on his cheekbone?
He collapsed.

And then the culprit gave him a
bang with the hammer, the final blow.

There has been a fight.
- Indeed.

We can now rule out that
the perpetrator is right-handed.

He is left handed.
I dare to bet my balls on that.

That is special.
I was looking for you and 'poof'.

Do you know what's special? That I
haven't put you on the shit board yet.

We will do that immediately.

Level seven?

What is it?

Couldn't I get a promotion?

Linearly to level nine.

On the same level as a murder?

On the same level as a murder, yes.

Regularly.

The Chief was looking for you.

Shall we put it on there too?
What do you say? Level seven?

I wouldn't do that, boss. When
he reads it, there is a lot of trouble.

You said something good
just this once. Bravo, D'Intino.

Number one.

What I'm about to say will stay with us.
Clearly?

Someone on the desk has loose hands.

Three days ago a laptop
disappeared and the drone is also gone.

Do we have a thief in our midst?

I'm keeping this secret, but I'm asking
you to help me figure out who the thief is.

And I am sure you will find it.
- Thanks for your confidence.

I always close my drawer.
And today it was open.

And you don't smoke.
You don't smoke weed, do you?

How much did you get for it?
At least say so.

150.

And how much did you get
for that laptop and that drone?

So you keep on loving the dumb?

What have you been up to?
- Debts.

With whom?
- People.

And what do you have those debts for?

Poker.

Poker.

What a fool you are. Stop.

How far down are you?

Nearly 4000.

Almost 4000 euros.

And now?

Do I forcibly pull it out of you?
Are you telling or not?

I'm playing with a few guys
and I've lost nearly $ 4,000 in all.

How do you know them from?

Cristiano from the gym and
he introduced me to the others.

How do you get it into your
head to steal things from the desk?

What was I supposed to do?

I even sold my First
Communion cufflinks.

How long have you been playing poker?
- A while.

One year, three years?
- Yes, at least.

At least what?
- At least a few years.

And how long have you been stealing?

Apart from that little thing
with you, this was the first time.

I couldn't do anything else. I didn't know
what to do. What would you have done?

First, I would never have played poker.

But stealing from the desk is very sad.

You're a sad case.
You're in bad luck.

I suspect that too.
- 0 yes?

You can be sure of that.
Take that from me.

We're going to do something.
We make a pact.

Real men do.
And then they keep their word.

Agreement?

You quit poker
and I pull you out of the shit.

No, I can't, Rocco.
It's stronger than me.

What?
- I can not stop.

I'll help you and I'll give you the money.
- No.

It's my problem and I solve it.
And you're not my dad, by the way.

Fortunately. Otherwise I would have
kicked you in the balls all the way back.

Hear who's talking. Are
you moralistic about me now?

Nothing moralistic. There are rules.

There are unwritten rules, motherfucker.
And you don't know them.

Understood?
- Then what are those rules?

You don't steal from old people,
mothers and children.

You steal from bastards and bastards.

You don't steal from whores,
but from pimps.

You don't steal from addicts,
but from dealers.

And you don't steal at work.

It is not very complicated.

Come on, let's go to that notary.

The victim bought two
apartments and a shop in the 1980s.

But he was a bitch, right?
- We thought so too.

The strange thing is...

that the victim bought all three
properties from the same person.

One Dario Ars�.

The notary with whom we
checked this has confirmed.

Died in 2000, no survivors.
- That last name tells me something.

My boys are now sorting through everything.

They have found his residence.
That was Bardonecchia at the time.

Right. 1995.

The municipality of Bardonecchia
was then charged with mafia bands.

I was a deputy in Turin at the time.

Wait a minute, Schiavone.
My memory does not fail me. '95.

1995.

Do you collect newspaper articles?

An act of weakness towards my ego.
I collect articles about resolved cases.

I did not expect that.

Look at that.

Dario Ars�.
Alderman for public works.

Arrested for conspiracy.

And this is the most important:
His brother, Domenico Ars�...

was in organized crime.
- That changes the matter.

I would certainly follow this trail.
- I am certainly going to do that.

But then I'll be the press conference.
- You can safely skip it.

I think I know more about it
this time than you do.

Something else. The one with the loose
hands, do you already know more about that?

Loose hands?

Those stolen things on the desk.
We are very careful.

It must be resolved.

Obviously.

I'm going to a conference on
molecules with orbitals without electrons.

Want to come along?
- Yes.

You go.
Maybe I'll come later.

The blood on the hammer
belongs to the victim.

But we don't know who
owns the fingerprints yet.

I think all that stuff comes
from the same hardware store.

There are three of them
in this neighborhood.

I would send one of your boys.

Just go. Go quickly with
your molecules with orbitals.

You do not know what you're missing.

Casella, what are you doing?

Can I come in, boss?
- No.

Come on in.

How cold it is here.
Why did you open the window?

Mind your own business.
- I did not say anything.

About the Ars� brothers.

Dario is a councilor
and Domenico is a criminal.

The same fate.

The first was jailed in
'95 and died in 2000.

The second
was arrested in 95 for conspiracy.

In 2005 again and in 2010 he was
sentenced to 20 years for a double murder.

Where is he?
- In Le Valette.

But he has a tumor and is terminal.

According to the medical chief,
he can no longer speak.

So this trail also ends.
Let's think, guys.

latta bought three
apartments, right? From Ars�.

He then fell into disrepair and stole
fruit and vegetables from the market.

What do you think?

The brothers came from a Mafia
family, so latta may have worked for them.

Black money, money laundering.
- Yes, I think so too.

So they both have fallen into disrepair.

Both latta and Ars�.
But why did he have to die?

Maybe he threatened to talk.
- Why now?

And who was he threatening to talk to?

One is dead and the other is dying.

The fools.

Nothing. I need D'Intino and Deruta.

Get out.

What are you idiots too.

I'll call you back.
- Okay, guys..

You should visit the hardware
stores near the market.

I think there are three.

Understood, D'Intino?
You must check...

or the day before yesterday someone
bought a hammer, nails and a ruler.

Just so I understand: Did
the victim buy those things?

You should check that
at the hardware store.

So you think the culprit bought that stuff?

The perpetrator, the victim,
a third person. Whoever.

Maybe he bought something else.

And then we have to figure out
why it wasn't at the crime scene.

I do not get it.
- Does not matter. Just go and ask.

Boss.

Can I come to work half
an hour later in the morning?

I have to help my wife in the bakery.
We have an order.

It's okay. If it were up to me,
you could stay home forever.

You're one of them. I still stay in it.

Schiavone.

I did not see you at the press conference.

That's right, I wasn't there either.

You are working with the Ars� brothers.

Did Costa suggest that or does it
really have to do with the market murder?

No idea. You were at the press
conference, so you know more than I do.

Too bad, because if you had
come you could have gotten a tip.

Perhaps insignificant,
but it remains a tip.

What kind of tip?

It's for gossip magazines.
Men won't be that interested.

But 35 years ago, Domenico Ars�
was suddenly a topic of conversation.

He married Fernanda Luzzi, a belly dancer.

And he was in a Scola movie.
- Really?

They were called the boss and
the ballerina. Don't you remember?

That escaped me. 35 years ago I was young
and busy with completely different things.

I had yet to be born.
So they loosened up their tongues a lot.

At some point they got divorced.

And that belly dancer..

Now has a bar in Aosta.

I understand. And why are you doing this?

As an amnesty for everything
I've written about you.

It must now be clear once and for all.

May I know what's going on here?

You have to work together.
We're in this together.

But in my house it must go as I say.

Or do I have to obey, damn it?
- What a whining.

Please talk normally, say.

Please, Alberto. Say what
you have to say or I'll go again.

I need the victim's blood type.

And I'm not even allowed
to take a sample from him.

I gave you a sample.
You have the blood type.

What are you nagging now?
- I want to do it myself.

Why do not you trust me?

You are both professionals.
What is this?

You don't trust Alberto. He's the
best there is. You know that right?

Okay. Come on.

As a symbol of the armistice...

I give you these fibers that I
found under the nails of the corpse.

I don't have the tools to
examine them properly.

I do.

I'll let you know what it is soon.
- This is serious business, guys.

Has the victim defended himself?
- It looks like that.

Are you still staying?
- You are both insane.

I don't want to see
these kinds of scenes anymore.

Let me know, huh. Day.

Now you miss the fun part.

You go ahead, MIS.
The accountant is waiting for you.

Kevin. Hey.
Why did you want to see me here?

I have to tell you something important.
Your gambling debts.

I know that.
It's serious business.

No, listen.
- You have to learn that.

Kevin, I have everything...

May I ask for your name?

Arrigo Salimbeni.
- Deborah, his wife.

You have a booth close to
where the body was found.

Did you know the victim?
- We know everyone.

That poor bastard was always
looking for leftovers.

He came every day,
exactly at the same time.

Where were you on the day of the murder?

I was at home, but no one can confirm that.

Because where were you then?

Outside the door. I had a lot to do.

That is not the best.

Not good at all.

Giada Prosperi. I was already asleep then.

I closed at half past twelve.
I didn't feel fit.

Do you have a husband, children...
- No.

Loved ones?
- No.

Can I open again tomorrow?
- No.

Fernanda Luzzi's bar is located at
the foot of the Cr�vacol ski slopes.

She appears to be living with Ahmed
El Boustany, Egyptian, 57 years old.

Have Laurel and Hardy
been found again?

No, they have
disappeared since yesterday.

Wait for me in the car, Casella. Please.

Hey, boy.
- Italo.

Don't you say hello?
- Hey.

Hey. What happened?

I fell down the stairs.

Take off your glasses. What happened?

Didn't I say that?
I fell down the stairs.

Run, damn it.
I'll let you fall down the stairs.

Were they friends of yours?

I could have given you that money.

This nonsense must
end now. Understood?

Organize a party with those three acorns.

I had to stop, right?

You have to say that you know a guy
from Rome who is very rich and plays a lot.

And who is that guy? You?
They know everyone here.

Those are my business. Says he plays
a lot and puts in at least 5000 at a time.

Tell him to take him and
take everything from him.

And if they don't fall for it?
- They do.

Only then will they see their money back.
What do you have to pay?

I already said that. Almost 4000 euros.

Say they get a lot more in.

Then those bastards have to meet you.

Have you understood what to do?
- Yes.

And let's look at that eye.
Get out.

Screw you.

Be careful not to slip in those shoes.

I've never slipped.
You have to be careful yourself.

No, I have good shoes.

Okay, Francesca Luzzi. Federica.

Fernanda. Fernanda.

Hello Miss.

Are you Fernanda Luzzi?

I am Commissioner Rocco Schiavone.
Can you come down for a second?

Used to be a belly dancer?

You're right.
If she can do it, so can you.

Cold, huh?
- Not normal.

Good day.

Schiavone.

You are still a beautiful woman.
- That is a long time ago.

How so? You can put it in a magazine.
- Joker.

And what do the police want from me?

I just want to know if you've
ever heard of Aurelio latta.

No. Who is that?

He bought three houses from
your brother-in-law Dario Ars�.

You remember them, right?
- Certainly. Why are you asking me that?

How was the relationship between
latta and Domenico, your husband?

My husband knew many such people.
latta.

And what exactly did that gentleman do?

Why do you say "acted" like he's dead?

If a policeman asks about someone,
it means that they are out of the pipe.

What kind of footing did latta
and your husband stand on?

My ex-husband, that is equally clear.
And I haven't seen him in years.

Why don't you just tell me the truth?

Otherwise, I'll have
to take you to the station.

Are you mad?
Would you like a cup of coffee, honey?

You're getting on my nerves, Fernanda.
Okay?

What are we doing?

First, tell me how he died.

A blow with a hammer. To his temple.

Aurelio was an accountant.

He did my husband's administration.
Not pure coffee.

Was he money laundering?
- Among other things.

But it's been a long time, Lieutenant.
Whoever had to pay for it has paid.

I am not an inspector.
I am a commissioner.

Look, I want that cup of coffee.
What are we doing out here? It's freezing.

Casella, we're dying of the cold.

Good day.
- Hey.

Are you Ahmed El Boustany?
- Yes.

Ahmed, three coffees.
- Caffeine-free with milk for me, please.

Did you get Gassman crazy too?

At the time, I turned everyone's head off.

Back then, huh.

Milk foam, please. Thank you.

Brizio, I need you here.
Tell.

An agent.
They plucked that dork bald.

Poker?
- Indeed.

Are you there too?

No, they know me. I need you.

That's possible. When?

Tomorrow, Brizio.

A great excuse to see each other again.

Until tomorrow then. Thank you, Br�.

Hello, R�.

What are you doing on top of that?

Get off, Lupa. We go.

Any news about the market murder?

Yes, we have two suspects.

Fernanda Luzzi and Ahmed Boustany.

And who are they?
- They are in a relationship.

I have the impression that they
are hiding something from me.

And which of the two did it?
- We haven't got that far yet.

You have to hurry up a bit.
Are you walking down?

Obviously.

Come on, Lupa.

You must be aware of the arrests
in Rome, thanks to your friend.

Which friend?
- Enzo Baiocchi.

He is doing society a good service.

You would if you gave him life.

We've been gentle with your friend, right?
Eighteen months under house arrest.

Now it is the case that Baiocchi
has also made a request.

He wants to meet me.

No, he wants to meet the
prosecutor who works with Schiavone.

Are you considering going into that?

I do not know.
Should I give him my regards?

No, never mind.

Do you really think I would
like to meet that man?

Come on, Lupa.

You may want to tell me
a little about yourself.

Listen.

Since you like fantasy stories, I
have another great story for you.

You remember Caterina Rispoli, don't you?

Hell yes.
- Do you know what she's doing now?

She had asked for a transfer.
Those are problems for the agency.

That's not true.
They put her on me.

She was watching me, yes.

Probably someone from the Interior.

What are you saying now?
- The truth.

They've been watching me since I've been
in Aosta. And she was their informant.

Is that really true?
Are you absolutely sure?

100 percent sure.
They always keep an eye on me.

They wanted to discover
something shady,

but they have not
discovered anything at all.

Schiavone. Why have you
decided to tell me this now?

Since you want to keep playing this game.

It seems good that you know all
the players. Do you understand?

And because I trust you
in spite of everything.

What a mess, boss.

Yes, Casella. What are you doing about it?

There she is.

Come on, Cas�.

Day.
- Hi, I'm a little late. Excuse.

No problem. Plenty of time.

When can I open again?
This stall is my livelihood.

I understand that,
but the body was found for this.

Yes, but I haven't seen anything.
- Careful.

Don't hurt yourself.

See, this is all dying.

So you closed the case
around half past twelve?

Yes, approximately.

Why don't you speak the truth?

The earliest you closed
at one o'clock, two o'clock.

At half past twelve, I said right?

Are you going to tell the truth?

What time?

At half past three.

We waited for everyone to leave.

Ven... Aachen...

Me and Arrigo, from the stall next door.

But please don't say anything
because he is married.

That's mine. I saw him first.

Then hold on. You bum.

What is happening here?
- That guy doesn't track.

He's mine. I saw him first.

What is it?

I think that's the way it is.

You were behind Miss
Giada's counter doing...

Yes, with what? Your own businesses.

latta saw you, you
came out and killed him.

I? No, really not, sir.

Just say so then. Where am I wrong?

Giada and I were there, but the man wasn't.

Then I had lunch at home and stayed there.

I have not touched latta with a finger.
And my wife doesn't know anything.

We keep him here.
- You are mistaken.

Come on, Mr. Salimbeni. This way.

What do we do with the woman?
- We'll put those down too.

Maybe one of them will talk.

And? Did your poker buddies fall for it?
- Yes.

It was not easy, but it worked.

Well done. See? Listen.

This is 600 euros, mine.

What do I have to do with that?
- Buy back what you sold.

The drone and the laptop.

When you return them to the
desk, put them in a hidden place.

What if the buyers don't
want to return them?

You have a service weapon.
Then you just wave it.

I feel like an idiot.
- That was my intention too.

I missed you, motherfucker.
- Me you too.

Brought all the way from Rome?
- Supper. You never have anything at home.

Damn it, man.

Is it always so cold in here?
- Yes always.

And you haven't killed yourself yet?

Can you rebuild your life?
Is that possible?

I'm trying my best.

I feel... Like you drowned
the engine of your car.

You turn the key and nothing happens.

The engine is simmering,
but it is not moving.

Then you have to go to the garage.
- Indeed.

Tell me. What kind of
trouble is your colleague in?

Serious misery.
But you can solve that in ten minutes.

Even this chicken committed suicide.
- Those croquettes then.

Have a taste.
- They must be delicious.

Is this from a morgue?
- Will you get food next time?

Fine. This is not eatable.

I don't understand.
Who are you coming for?

Which language do you speak?
- The language of Grandpa Gamberino.

Alfredo, what's going on?
- Do you know him, boss?

Certainly. What is going on?

Can I report this to you?

I found accountant latta dead.
On the market.

We've already talked about that, Alfredo.

Do not you recognize me?
I am Rocco Schiavone.

Who?
- The Commisioner.

Do we know each other?

Yeah, and we've
already talked about this.

D'Intino, come here.

This is D'Intino. Have a
warm drink with him in a bar.

Have a cup of tea or something.
Here.

Boss. How fascinating it is
how a human brain can work.

You have to say that.
Come on.

Rocco, I've been looking for you.

I've worked a lot of overtime for you.

The imprints on the hammer
are not from Salimbeni.

And I examined the fibers that
were under the victim's nails.

Gray wool.

Here it is all in. Day.
- Thank you.

Mr. Salimbeni, what were you
wearing on the day of the murder?

It is very important.

That's simple, I always
wear the same thing.

I was wearing this jacket.
- And under the coat?

This one.
- Are you sure?

Very sure. With this cold I always wear
a fleece sweater underneath. How so?

Can you sign this document?

Then you can go.

Go ahead.

Thank you.

We loved each other so much.

Good day, police.
Do you want to ask everyone to leave?

You too, gentlemen. Friendly thanks.

What is going on?
- Fernanda...

We loved each other so much.

How long
have you and latta seen each other?

Ahmed. Did you know anything about it?

Tell.

Aurelio was a stiff head. We
shared the bed once, in 2000.

Just before my ex-husband was sent to jail.
And he has been bothering me ever since.

I understand.

Casella.

He's left-handed, boss.
- Yes. Clearly.

I'm sorry, but I'm afraid
you have to go to the station.

What have we got to do with it?

And the bar? That way we
miss out on a lot of money.

Buoys.

We go.

They take the cards with them.
They are in plastic, they are clean.

First: These are for you.

You put these contact lenses in ten
minutes before we start. I wear them too.

Why?

To be able to see this ink. I put
it on the fingertips of my left hand.

During the game I notice the cards.

One dot for aces, two for kings,
three for queens and four for jacks.

So far everything clear?
- Yes.

During the game you put dots on the edge.

How do you shake without your left hand?

I have spent a lot of time
in gambling halls.

What did they say when you suggested this?
- That I had to play and that's it.

That it doesn't matter if I lose.
They would strip you bare.

They also have a trick.
We have to pay close attention.

You have to keep an eye on me
constantly. Do you have the 5000?

They take care of that.
- Perfect.

You don't need to know more. You
recognize the cards and win a few pots.

Otherwise it stands out. You must
play the victim, Italo. I'll punish them.

And if they catch on to us?
- Even then.

Good day.

Boss.

We finally found the hardware store.

A shopping center just outside Aosta.
We don't know how he got there.

And?
- He remembered latta very well.

He bought: A hammer,
200 grams of nails, a ruler...

a lamp and a box of thumbtacks.

He remembered him so well because
he paid for everything in small change.

He felt sorry for the poor man
and gave him a bag as a present.

He did not use it.
It was a present.

What are you doing?
Go back a bit.

Okay, well done.

Now you are going to the market.

And look for a lamp, thumbtacks
and the hardware store purse. Okay?

Crystal clear, boss.
- We're going to the market.

Guys. How about that elevator?

It's broken.
- For a while.

Goddamn, say.

That couple is in the
interrogation room.

They are very nervous. Are
you questioning them now?

Yes, they have been waiting a long time.
I am the first to hear that Egyptian.

Schiavone.
- Hello, boss.

I have fantastic news.
- Tell.

Loose hands.

Was he caught?
- He does not exist.

The laptop had ended up behind the files.

And I don't know how, but the
drone ended up in the broom closet.

You're not making that up.

What a relief. I didn't like the
idea of having a thief in our midst.

No, awful.

Thank you. We talk to each other.

Is the elevator not working?
- No.

I bet 300.

That is not enough. You need 500.

I pass.

Me too.

I'm coming.

I'm coming.

Full.

Nothing. I have nothing at all.

Time for a short break?
- Yes, coffee. Who wants?

I don't, thank you.
- Yes please.

No.

Good.

I'm going to go.

Everthing allright?

What are you doing?

It is set up. Will you be throwing
coffee over the table later?

See there.

What kind of work do you do in Rome?
- I have a real estate agency.

Every few months I go to the casino.

Gentlemen, if it continues like this,
this will be my biggest defeat in years.

Pussy.
- What the hell are you doing?

Other chips.
- That has to be.

Sorry.
- And another deck of cards.

Those cards are now
recognizable, aren't they?

Unfortunately yes.

Okay, let's get another deck.
- No. Excuse.

I trust you, but I
want a new suit.

Unfortunately we don't have that.

Then we go to the tobacconist.

It's a lot of money, right?

I will go. No point.

I'm coming with you.
- Fine.

I have to buy cigarettes.

Idiot. What are you doing?

I did not do it intentionally.

But we are stripping him down.

It's all going according to plan, right?

And what do we do now?

We'll figure something out.

latta came three days
ago with that present.

I asked if he would leave us alone.

Have you argued?
- With such an old man?

Already arguing over a piece of apple?

It was a poor bastard who
lived only on memories.

How do you know him so well?

He joined us in the bar
and always had stories.

But at a certain point he
started to stare and he got sad.

He said things came to
mind that he regretted.

Inspector...
- Chief.

I'm not a man who can kill anyone...

and then can live peacefully.
I am very religious.

Stop.

Excuses.
Please repeat what you just said.

That he suddenly strayed and became sad.

Yes, he suddenly remembered
fragments of his life.

I understand.

Things he regretted.

At that age, your mind can start
doing strange things.

You can confuse
reality with memories.

Antonio.

Casella.

Forty.
- I pass.

Forty is not enough. Sixty.

Not for me.

You need 150.

I pass.

On top of your 150 I put 400.

That is not enough, my dear.

We're going to 1000.

Are we going to do everything we can?

8560.

Everything I have.
And then we don't talk about it anymore.

8000?

Saying that amount
alone is worth the game.

8560. Sounds good, doesn't it?

And?

I'm coming.

Okay.

I have...

two eights...

and three gentlemen.

How is that possible?
- Luck.

How did you get three gentlemen?
You cheated.

We played with marked
cards and I didn't say anything.

You took cards from the
bottom pile and I said nothing.

You did that with your thumb. But
that's not smart, because you can see that.

However?

Now I have the most cards and I win.

If you dare say I'm cheating, I'll
blow you and your friends in your head.

Did you think I came here
to let you guys screw me?

Cash or check? And that check has
to be real, otherwise I'll grow your resin.

He means: Otherwise I'll grow your head.

Did you know about this?
- What now?

You bastards.
You set me up.

Poker is technical, fagot.
You cheated and stripped me.

Bearded men, come on with that
check, because I've seen it here.

What are you watching now?

Hey.
- Hey.

Stay seated, stay seated.

This is my bench.

The market is almost over.
- Yes.

I have to hurry.
- Why do you have to hurry?

I'm not the only one.
Dok Carlo and latta discovered it.

And if they come earlier,
they'll get all the good stuff.

Don't worry, I've already been there.
- 0 yes?

And look what I found.

A whole fennel.

And two carrots.
You were lucky. A whole fennel.

I also have thumbtacks, a lamp
and a receipt from three days ago.

And have you found all of that
on the market?

No.

I found it here, under your bench.

Yes.

But the nails, hammer
and ruler are still missing.

Why are they missing?

These things are yours, I think.
- Mine?

How about me?

What is it actually with your right hand?

It doesn't.
There is something wrong with that.

Mr. Bissolati. Do you know
where those spots come from?

Which?
- What are those stains?

I stained.

That's blood.

I don't know, but...

Are you coming with me?
- Where to?

I want to offer you a meal.
And a cup of coffee.

Are you serious?

That's nice, say.

Okay, let's go.

What luck, say.

A whole fennel and two carrots.

Did you know that carrots
give you beautiful skin?

But to what do I actually owe this gift?

Not me. You owe
that to the accountant.

How can you fall into disrepair like that?
What kind of country is this?

No idea.

The country in which you live.

And this you call life?

I am not the right
person to answer that.

But I can tell you the word
of the day. Do you want that?

Pseudomnesia.

These are hallucinations of memory.

You can recognize things
you have never seen...

or have false memories. Because...

Memory is a bitch, isn't it?
- And you say that to me?

Forgetting can be just
as dangerous as remembering.

Are you talking about me?

Once in a movie I heard a
wonderful statement about memories.

Memories do strange things to you.
- No.

No, it wasn't.

You never really know if it is
something that belongs to you...

or whatever you've lost forever.

So, honey...

You have to hold on to reality.

You can.

Br�. And?

Everything resolved.

Here. The money from the stake.

Do you also want the profit?

No, you can keep it.
- It's almost 10,000, isn't it?

A deal is a deal.

Listen...

Look. Then I'm off.

I did some shopping.

I bought some things. You always
say that I have nothing in the house.

Shall we eat a banana?
- We do.

You take the biggest.

See there.

The last time I ate
a banana was in '74.

You take that top off, right?
- Yes.

Did your mother always say that too?

Do you want mine too?