All language subtitles for Rocco.Schiavone.S01E01.Pista.nera.1080p.WEB-DL.DD+5.1.H.264-SbR-en

[radio] Here and there, the snow is white!

La, la, la!

Amedeo, over.

[radio] Go back to town, over.

Ok, then I'm not going to the track.

[radio] Take the shortcut of
Crest or ruin a groomed trail.

Received!

Fuck!

What the fuck did I get?

[cell phone rings]

What is it, Italo?

We have a problem with
the slopes in Champoluc.

- Where is Champoluc?
- Up in Val d'Ayas.

- What is Val d'Ayas?
- The valley above Verrès.

- What happened?
- A body has been found.

A corpse.
All right, come and pick me up at home.

Don't buzz.

Go home? What happened?

Nothing, a pain in the ass
at the tenth level!

- What is it about?
- Nothing. Work, Nora.

- Could you be kinder?
- No, I can't be nicer.

It's snowing outside and I have to go
in the middle of the mountains.

See you later?

- I don't know, I'll try.
- I am waiting for you.

Hi love.

- HI.
- HI.

- What happened?
- Nothing, I have to go to the mountains.

An infamous place, Champoluc.

- Cold! I'll find the wolves by now.
- Even white bears!

Will it be better with this?

The shoes? These again?

Here you are.

- HI.
- HI.

If it snows here, I imagine up there.
How many meters are there?

1500.

1500 meters.

- What do you do at 1500 meters?
- We're skiing.

This is a pain in the ass
eighth grade assholes.

Why?

- How many levels are there?
- There are ten of them.

Just to clarify, there is the sixth one
go to the shops, pay the rent.

At the seventh level we have the centers
commercial, the accountant.

At the eighth level there is speaking in
public, report to the magistrates.

Ninth, the tobacconists are closed.

Go on stakeouts with agents
that are not washed.

On the tenth?

On the tenth there is only one.

Murder on the rump.

That's a pain in the ass
of the tenth level.

Here, he sees that light
among the trees? It's there.

With all the skiers
that pass through this track

- Has no one seen the body?
- That's not a lead.

Things?

A shortcut, they go through it
only snowcats.

Here's one, takes us to him.

Damn, it's cold!

- Can you do it, doctor?
- Leave me.

I told her to
buy suitable shoes.

Please.

- I can't walk in those fucking dinghies!
- Come.

- Good evening.
- Good evening.

Foot on the girdle e
hand on the stirrup.

Hi, I'm Luigi Bionaz.
The leader of the cat owners.

Pleasure.

- Aren't we going to roll over with this?
- Don't worry, I've been driving it all my life.

- Good evening doctor.
- Greetings.

Casella and I went up
to secure the area.

This?

It was led by Amedeo Gunelli,
he found the body.

What are you checking, doctor?

- Box! Do you piss at the crime scene?
- I didn't have it anymore.

She knows my problem,
the prostate.

- Then they didn't kill him here.
- Fuck you, Casella!

Italo, don't you tell him anything?

- I did not see it.
- Come.

Holy shit.

Doctor, if not you
sorry, I would stay here.

Yes, stay here.

- Doctor.
- You realize?

One pisses at the crime scene
and the other is afraid of corpses!

- Things?
- They are the feathers of the windbreaker.

I can't do anything else here,
I have to take him to the autopsy room.

Since it's cold
and I broke my balls

I go down to the valley to drink
something warm. He is a man.

- Have you studied to say this?
-He IS a male.

About 40 years old. Here is the clock.

He stopped at 7.05, but I can't tell you
whether it is the time of death

or if it broke
for some reason.

In my opinion it stopped when
he ran over that monster.

Nice investigative insight.
No document.

- Do you know what, Schiavone?
- Tell me, Fumaga'!

You see?

- Fuck!
- The blood.

It freezes at zero degrees.
Here it's minus 15 and it's still liquid.

He died recently.

- Fresh blood, warm dead.
- Alberto.

Why doesn't he have gloves?

Do we want to meditate on this thing?

- I'll write it down now.
- You write.

- [engine roar]
- They arrive.

Come on, these guys are a pain in the ass.

The Martians have arrived!
Watch out, I'm falling.

The crime scene,
we have contaminated the evidence.

- Can you tell me what we have here?
- Are you the magistrate?

- No, I'm his grandmother!
- We have a man of about 40 years old.

-Who is he? No documents?
- Nothing.

He describes to me what we have
because I'm already sick of it.

A cat ran over the body
of the snows, she mangled him.

His head is crushed
with leakage of brain matter

and a severed arm
about one meter.

Enough! Are you having fun?

He asked for a description
detailed.

Homocide?

Probably, with the
lucky I find myself!

- Can I give you some advice?
- Yes.

If he works here, with those shoes
risks having his feet amputated

due to gangrene having occurred!

I know her, Schiavone.
I know a lot about her. I warn you.

- A little bullshit.
- I don't do bullshit, doctor.

What I know is different.

- It was Baldi, he's half crazy.
- I saw.

Dealing with a
mad magistrate what level is it?

Eight.

This way you'll get chilblains!

Go buy some shoes tomorrow
suitable.

Otherwise in a few days
they will have to amputate your feet.

- I hate proper shoes.
- Those shoes are worth throwing away!

I have three pairs.

Never felt cold like that.
Hate.

This bed is hard.
How hard is it, Mari'?

Do you want to put our penthouse in Rome?

- Listen to what a beautiful word I found.
- Tell me.

"Agucchiare. Transitive verb,
sew or embroider something.

You can also use it when working
with the needle without particular desire."

You say? In a nutshell you mean
that I am looking for here in Aosta?

What an idiot!

Let's sleep.

- Good night.
- Aren't we even a little keen?

[cell phone rings]

- Are you sleeping?
- Sebastian.

- How are you?
- We haven't spoken in months. Duties?

- The less you know the better.
- What do they say in Rome, in Trastevere?

What should be said? We win
the championship again this year.

- Listen, I'm coming to visit you.
- Optimal.

When you come?

I'll be arriving tomorrow evening
with the 5pm train.

- You are here?
- Certain.

- Cover up, it's cold.
- Yes, dad.

- Why do you go to Rocco?
- Not a bad deal.

- Don't make his life difficult.
- Adele, don't worry. He can't wait.

It seems to me that we are there.

Well, the waistline is beautiful.

- What do you say?
- I like it a lot, Nora.

- To you?
- I don't know, it swells a little.

- These types of clothes must do...
- Good morning.

Good morning! Let's hear the opinion
of a man. What do you think?

It seems beautiful to me. Greetings.
Please excuse me for a moment.

Sorry, I'll be right back.

- I like this one better.
- It doesn't convince me, what do you think?

I don't know, I just put pins.

Are we together tonight?

I cannot.

I have an unpostponable commitment.

Is that why you stopped by now?
Why do you have other plans tonight?

- Until we meet again.
- Do you like this?

No, the other one seemed better to me.

Goodbye thanks.

Doctor.

- Yes.
- Doctor.

[Sardinian dialect] The police commissioner
he has to talk to journalists.

Deruta, what did you do?
What happened?

I do not know.

You put your head
in the oil tank?

- Doctor, I don't know.
- Don't you wash?

- Of course I wash myself.
- But don't dry yourself.

Before coming to work
I help my wife at the bakery.

Deruta, I'm going to the office.
Under no circumstances should you disturb.

All right.

- Clear as water.
- Perfect.

D'Intino, I was looking for you.
We have an unidentified body.

See if there are any complaints
of disappearance.

[Abruzzo dialect] I didn't understand.

- As?
- I didn't understand the point.

We have this body
unidentified.

- You have to see if there are any complaints.
- What is his name?

- Who?
- The man who disappeared.

If I knew how, yes
he was calling, was I asking you?

Doctor, really?

I have to look for someone
who has disappeared and no one knows who he is?

- Where are you from?
- Abruzzo, strong and kind.

Don't you know some minister,

brother priests or cousins
who can take you back to Abruzzo?

There is Antonio who is the caretaker
at the sanctuary of San Gabriele.

I don't think it's enough.
Why are you walking around with this gun?

You are the only
who walks the corridors armed.

You always have to be ready.
There is ISIS...

Fuck you!

[Roman dialect] Pass this thing!

- Did you understand where they sent me?
- No.

- In Aosta.
- Holy shit.

- You complain? There is also the sea.
- There is snow.

- Is there snow in Ostia?
- Which Host? In Aosta!

You are truly ignorant.

- Holy shit!
- The sea!

Where is Aosta?

- It's north.
- Above Turin, right?

- No more.
- Guys, you worry me.

Yes, but the region.

- Val d'Aosta! Piedmont. Never heard?
- No.

-Did your teacher die?
- [knocking at the door]

- Doctor Schiavone!
- What the fuck are you doing? You don't have to disturb me.

- You're right, but the commissioner is coming up.
- Go.

- Fuck you!
- Instantly.

- Here we are.
- I've been looking for her for an hour.

- Should I go up to her?
-You are right.

Let's go to her office.

- No, you can't.
- Why?

- There are painters.
- As?

Yes, a whitewash every now and then.

- Why don't I know anything about it?
- It's my initiative. At my expense.

She surprises me.

- Yes.
- Report, come on.

There's little to say. Still
we do not know the identity of the deceased

nor the dynamics of what happened.

- Now what do I say to those "newsagents"?
- To have patience.

They don't have any. They are ready
to bite me in the ass like dogs.

- But everyone respects her.
- Don't talk nonsense, Schiavone.

I know them. When you give me news
more comforting?

It will take 48 hours.

- Twenty-four.
- Thirtysix.

Schiavone, treat us as if we were
at Porta Portese? 36, 24, 41!

I said 24!

Doctor Schiavone,
If you don't mind, I would stay here.

No, now come with me
and enjoy the show.

- You wanted to be a policeman...
- Not really, it's a long story.

- [knocking at the door]
- After you!

It's you, hi. Come.
Put these on, I'll wait for you over there.

Kids, hurry! I don't have time to
lose, I have to play soccer.

- Here you are!
- [gagging]

One out.

- Do you want a chocolate?
- Alberto, please.

Oh mama. Now that we're alone...
Have you worked on it?

I made puzzles with a thousand pieces
much simpler than this.

How did you do?

Slowly as they do
restorers with a masterpiece.

This too is a masterpiece,
God did it.

- All right.
- Anyway, here we have...

A tattoo.

It says, "Ma vidvisavahai."

- What does it mean?
- It's a Hindu mantra.

It means: "May no
obstacle come between us."

How do you know it?

I study!

- Below we have the hypostases...
- Translate, Albe'.

- The hypostases, come on!
- I don't know, I studied law.

- If I said "usucapione"...
- It's called adverse possession

the means by which the effect
of possession of an asset...

- Come on, "hypothesis"...
- Hypostasis! Are you deaf?

They are formed when the heart
stops beating.

The pressure decreases and the blood
follows the path of gravity.

Can you get to gravity?

- Yes.
- Well.

The body was supine and the blood
it flowed here, onto the back.

When I arrived, yes
they were just forming.

What does it mean?

To train
they take two or three hours.

He was killed two or three hours earlier
that I was there. Between 6pm and 7pm.

Here's the strange thing.

This was stuck in the trachea.

Maybe because he passed him by
on a snowmobile?

No.

The trachea is intact.
He swallowed it.

- Or they made him swallow it.
- Perhaps.

-What time did he die?
- Be careful, I'll get you wet. I'd say 7pm.

- They killed him between 6 and 7 pm.
- Yes, for the sake of precision.

For the sake of precision one can understand
How did they kill him?

For the sake of precision mine
task is to read the corpses.

You have to understand
because they have become so.

- Why are you more and more of an asshole?
- Because I hang out with you.

Take off, I'll give him a bath.

Thank you, Italo.
You have been a great help to me.

- I'm sorry, but I told you.
- Oh!

Stop, I forgot these.

They were in the inside pocket
of the duvet.

A pack of cigarettes
Three Star Light

and an Arctic brand ski glove.
My goodness, so many stories!

You hold it.

We found one glove, the other?
I don't know!

This is a pain in the ass
level ten with honors.

With honors?

The mother of all
pain in the ass!

Doctor, Luisa came here a little while ago.

- Luisa who?
- Luisa Pec.

Last night the husband did not return
at home, not even this morning.

Huh?

Not even this morning.

- Where?
- Who knows, doctor!

- The husband is gone.
- Where is Luisa Pec.

I did not understand. It's in his
her office, her husband has disappeared.

Okay, but you keep looking.

It is not said that Luisa Pec
she is the right person.

You are right.

She speaks in Abruzzo dialect
Go away, D'Intino!

Doctor, if you want, I'll talk
with D'Intino and I keep him away from him.

Don't worry, Italo.

D'Intino is the middle
who uses God to punish me.

Why must you be punished?

Let's say that Rome was no longer
the city for me. Orders from above.

- Yes I understand.
- I do not think so.

But that's fine.

- Greetings.
- Greetings.

- Here we are. Deputy Commissioner Schiavone.
- Luisa Pec.

- Didn't your husband come back last night?
-No, he hasn't returned.

What's his name?

- Leone Micciché.
- Micciché.

- It's not a surname from these parts.
-No, he is from Catania.

We have a chalet in Cuneaz.

Where is he? - On the slopes.

Three hundred meters after arrival
of the cable car.

Last night my husband came down
into town on foot as always.

He hasn't seen him since last night?

- Does it bother you?
- No.

I'm used to it, Leone smokes.

Maybe he stopped by friends,
he drank a little.

- Doctor Schiavone, right?
- Yes.

I have been all places
who frequents Leone.

Nobody saw him last night.

I want to see the body
that you found.

I can't take it anymore
stay with this anguish.

- No.
- Please.

It's not a pretty sight,
It's in pretty bad shape.

- He's no longer recognisable.
- It doesn't matter, I want to see it.

Leo has a tattoo on his chest.

What happens?

Nothing, I took cigarettes.
What kind of tattoo?

I have it too,
we did it together.

It is a Hindu mantra.
"Ma vidvisavahai" which means...

Yes. "May no obstacle
arise among us."

How does he know?

Deruta and D'Intino,
I want the notification cards

of all the people they have
stayed in hotels, guesthouses

and houses for rent in the Val d'Ayas.

- Well, don't worry.
- Well.

Leave out the parish groups,
family members. Refer to Rispoli.

- She coordinates.
- Well, don't worry.

Why Rispoli?

She's higher in rank, okay?
Then she's smarter than you two.

- Here because.
- Street.

Caterina, keep an eye on Laurel
and Ollie. Then do me a favor.

Call the post office
of the Val d'Ayas

and have it sent to you
post by Leone Micciché.

Yes, received.

All right.

I know, Italo. I know.

OK let's go.

Mustela nivalis linnaeus.
Commonly called weasel.

Caught young it can be
easily trained

and become a domestic companion.

You look like a weasel.

- Yes?
- Yes.

- It's a nice thing?
- The weasel is a clever animal.

He's intelligent, he camouflages himself.

I'm the first one he meets
that looks like a weasel?

Over the course of life
I met many weasels.

But never in the police force,
you are the first.

How much does an agent get
of police per month?

Not much, doctor.

Not much.

There are no timetables. Even getting yourself done
a family becomes difficult.

-Why is he asking me these questions?
- Because you're smart.

You could do more.

- More than what I do?
- No.

More, much more.

- This is a pain in the ass...
- Level?

- In your opinion?
- Ninth?

- Minimum. Well done, Pierron.
- [French accent] Pierron.

Huh?

- It's called Pierron.
- Fuck you!

- Fuck.
- He sees him?

- Good morning, deputy commissioner.
- Good morning.

Today we don't go with the cat,
but with this.

More and more difficult.

Floor!

Can you go slower?

Oh! Want to slow down?

Floor!

- This is Luisa's refuge.
- Fuck!

- I'll drive on the way back!
- Why? Fear?

No, no, I like it.
It is funny. Wait for me here.

- Hello. - Hello.
- Deputy Commissioner Schiavone.

- Omar Borghetti.
- Pleasure.

- I am a friend of Luisa.
- Well!

- Please come in.
- Thank you.

She likes?
It was my grandparents' cabin.

Before, it was a hovel.

Come, follow me.

This is the renovated part.
This, however, is the new part

which will become a restaurant.
Come, follow me.

Please have a seat.

- Can I offer you something to drink?
- Thank you.

Can you drink on duty?

Yes! I only drink on duty.

Here you are.

- Thank you.
- Please.

Here it is before the work.

She-she must have spent a fortune.
- Approximately 400,000 euros.

I'll tell you before me
ask it. Everyone here knows it.

If this place is like this,
we owe it to him.

Poor Leo. My poor love.

My God, I'm sorry.

- Nothing, don't worry.
- Excuse me.

Do not worry.

It's just that I can't do it like this.

I can't stay here without him.

This place belongs to him.
He gave it to me. It's his.

Excuse me if I do them
this question, but...

Leone has never had any problems
with people from the South?

Him, his family...

- I mean organized crime. Stuff...
- Mafia?

No!

Ninth! His father was a soldier
and he no longer had anyone in Sicily.

- Neither relatives nor business. No.
- And with the people here?

No.

No!

I gotta Feeling
that she is hiding something from me.

A few days ago Leone had
a little argument with Omar,

the ski instructor
that she met before.

But nothing serious.

-And why did you have this argument?
- I do not know.

Maybe just out of a little jealousy.
I do not know.

Do you think three days ago
we all had dinner together.

- Ah!
- Well... Yes, Leone was jealous.

But he exaggerated.

She never gave him a reason
to be jealous?

I loved him, doctor.

- Thank you.
- Doctor!

Please take that bastard
who killed my husband.

Do it for your son
what I expect from him.

- She is pregnant?
- Yes.

Ah! So, best wishes.

- This thing is funny!
- Yes, for her who was driving.

Hello Luigi!

-Do you know him well?
- Master Omar?

- We've been friends for years!
- What is your relationship with Luisa?

- At that time?
- Omar was...

That's okay, everyone knows that anyway!

Omar was Luisa's boyfriend,
then Leone stole it from him.

- And he?
- He took it quite sportingly.

Now they are very good friends!
Although in my opinion he still loves her.

Marinelli!

- Schiavone.
- How is it going?

- Come on, you made a mess.
- Is there anything interesting or not?

Tobacco. There's enough of it. You see?

Now let's do the research.

This is tobacco
Three Star cigarettes.

Leone smoked them. We found a
empty package near the corpse.

There were traces of urine,
I had them analyzed.

Forget it, I'm from
one of our agents. From...

- Box.
- Box!

- He will have prostate problems!
- Holy shit!

And also traces of shoes
with a smooth sole.

You are worse
of a band of elephants.

Under the cutters there was
a bit of everything. Blood, vomit

two teeth... And this too.

Don't tell me that too
this is your stuff!

No.

This is an Arctic leather glove.
The other was next to the body.

- It's important?
- Fundamental.

Let's come to us.

It's a truck crossing the border,
brings ethnic furniture.

He comes from Rotterdam
and goes straight to Turin.

To us on the truck
only two cases are affected.

What's inside the crates?

- Mary.
- How much?

- Few kilos.
- And what's the story? As...

- As you want to do?
- Simple!

We stop it, check the load,
we find the bastard and you arrest him.

Then to the cargo police station
what comes, comes!

The rest come to Rome with me.

- Is he from Rotterdam?
- Yes.

Then it will have two drivers. They give themselves
the change during the journey.

- An extra uniform would be useful.
- We need someone trustworthy. You got it?

Of course I have!

Do you have 5000 to print?

Five for him and 40 for you.

Done deal!

- Oh!
- Yes.

How are we doing cool?

Come on! I'm on a trip!

Look. I have a
that I stopped her a couple of times.

Look at this stuff!

- This?
- No, her. She has a round of Moldovans.

- Ah!
- Are Moldovans okay?

They are the best. They do not speak.

- I'll handle that!
- Nothing, I don't have any coins.

Shitty tobacconists!

- You never have coins!
- Closed at this time.

Get up!

- What do you have to do?
- Get up!

What do you have to do?

What the fuck are you doing?

- Give up the cigarettes!
- Stopped!

- Look what the fuck you're doing?
- Wait!

This was the commitment
unpostponable?

Look at this bitch!

What he said? Follow her, right?

But where am I going? She is not Moldovan!
This one speaks.

- Yes?
- Eh!

But she's a hot pussy!

- I know.
- Oh!

[music from TV]

Why are you watching this nonsense?

The girls are beautiful.

Creepy, but beautiful. They remember me
when I was their age.

You were beautiful, but you're not an idiot.

Correct, Rocco!
"You were beautiful, but you weren't stupid."

Sounds better, right?

My love, I'm going to bed.
Do you turn it off?

Don't let the memories fool you!

Greetings!

Is there anyone?

Greetings. I can help?

I could use a pair of shoes
of those that hold the snow.

Maybe not those boats
with laces...

The ones you usually have!

At that time...

- Yes!
- We see.

- Yes.
- Let's see'.

Here you are. What do you think of these?

They suck, but they're better than those.
I can try them?

Certain.

That's what she's here for
what happened to Crest?

Yes. Nice to meet you.
Deputy Commissioner Schiavone.

Annarita Pec.

- Pec?
- Yes.

Like Luisa. Same surname.
Leo's wife.

Yes.

We are cousins. Third degree though!
Here we are all a bit related.

But what happened
was it an accident or...

- Or! Look, I keep them.
- All right.

I'll take these too.

Arctic leather. Good choice.

- What does that camera record?
- It's a weather webcam.

- Where?
- It is above, at the departure of the cable car.

I understand. Let her know
Is it active 24 hours a day?

On the top left is the garage.
Good boy.

- On the right is the teachers' school.
- Yes, that is the entrance to the cable car

- which then leads to the slopes.
- I'm looking for photos from the day of the murder?

- Yes good.
- Okay! Here they are.

Okay.

Here the plants have closed.
There is no one left.

Now take the one of the day
earlier at the same time.

Place them close together. Let's see'...

- Here it is.
- Do you notice anything?

They all look the same to me.

- Ah! The ski school.
- The door is open.

The day of the murder
the door was open.

Yes.

Wednesday at 5.40pm
the door was closed.

Let's take photos.

Italo, you and I are going
at the ski school.

All right?

- Good evening.
- Good evening.

- Greetings.
- Greetings. Do you want to book a lesson?

Never! Look, you can call me
his colleague lying down ...

Deputy Commissioner Rocco Schiavone.

Aosta Police Headquarters. Police.
Police, police...

Where the fuck is she from?
Do you call me your colleague?

Excuse me, miss.

- Here we are!
- For Thursday night's story?

You are truly a fox!
Perceptive.

Listen,
what time do you close in the evening?

- At 4 o'clock.
- At 4 o'clock? And who closed on Thursday?

The day before yesterday? I closed it.
It was around 4.45pm.

Maybe before. When I left,
there was the last cable car line.

I understand.

Whoever closes in the evening is the same
which reopens in the morning or...

Yes, it's still the same.
In fact, I opened it yesterday.

Ah! And how did he find the door?

Closed. Why?

As well as who's on duty who
do you have the keys to the place?

- Omar. The head of the school.
- Where?

He's out, he's teaching
with the other group.

Excuse me for a moment. But to her
Didn't they teach education?

He wants to take off his glasses
when she talks to people? Eh!

You can put them back.

Let's try to summon this Omar
Borghetti that I want to talk to us.

All right.
Maybe there won't be any need.

- Greetings.
- Greetings.

That's exactly who I was looking for. Do you have two minutes?
No!

When a policeman
he asks her if she has two minutes

- it's not nice to look at the clock.
- Say!

- Do you have the keys to the school?
- Yes why?

What is your relationship with Luisa?

Why are you asking me this?
This is a small country.

- Luisa and I were engaged.
- Then Leone arrived.

-No, if he thinks that I...
- I don't think anything.

I think absolutely nothing.

- What is your relationship with Luisa now?
- Excellent.

We remained good friends.
And I feel sorry for Leone.

-Actually, if he wants to know the truth...
- That's why I'm here.

To know the truth.
Can he give me an ID, please?

- Why?
- See we're not there?

If a policeman
he asks her for a document

she exhibits it without doing
too many stories. It works like this!

- Please.
- Thank you.

Thank you. Now I can go
or do you have to handcuff me?

Do you understand, Italo?
We have a comedian here. Until we meet again.

- Until we meet again.
- Until we meet again!

- Have you memorized the address?
- Saint Jacques Chemin de Recet 2.

Well done, Pierron!

Wait me here.

This is the map of the refuge
of Leone and Luisa. You understand?

No.

This is Omar's project
for Luisa's cabin.

Then Leone arrived and beat him
about time and money.

Omar has a gnawing inside
that you have no idea!

Did he close everything well?

-Yes. He won't find out we entered.
- We are?

All right! That I entered.

- You don't like working with me?
- No, very much.

I just want to do a little more.

To do a little more
I should trust you more.

- You already trust me, Rocco.
- You're a weasel!

Eh! You are a beautiful weasel.
You're a nice asshole.

As much as you, Rocco!

- Can I address you first?
- Have you already done it?

At the police station I would prefer
that you would call me lei.

Yes, yes, okay.

- But do you want to do something with me?
- Certain! What is it about?

- Something illegal.
- How illegal?

- A lot of.
- Like... Stealing?

Like stealing, yes! Stealing from thieves.
All right?

And when do we start?

- This evening.
- This evening?

This evening. Come on!

Sebastiano, this is Italo.
The uniform I was telling you about.

[in French] The friends of
my friends, they are my friends.

Enchanted.

Speak Italian here.

- "What the fuck do I know"! HI.
- HI.

At that time...
The truck is easily recognisable

because it is white
and has Kooning written on it.

- Here we are?
- Which way is he going?

The truck leaves the highway
after the tunnel around 11

and goes onto State Highway 26.
Must make a stop in Courmayeur.

But we have to stop him first.
In Entrèves. Which is here.

But in your opinion it was Omar
to kill Micciché?

-Let's say he is a good candidate.
-Why was he in love with Luisa?

Could be. For love they can be done
even terrible things.

And do you know anything about it?

I know something about it, yes.

Maybe that's why
they transferred you here.

No, that's another story.

- Do you want to tell me about it?
- There was a jerk who for 30 years

he raped little girls.

I caught him and instead
to deliver it as it should be done,

I punched him.

With the result
who now walks with a crutch

-and she can't see in one eye.
- Holy shit!

- Did they report you?
- No.

The idiot's father
he is a very powerful man.

He could kick my ass and he did it.

How many girls were there?

Seven. And one took her own life
a few months ago.

She takes out the shovel, there they are.

She also takes out the gun.

- Why have you never had it?
- I don't wear it anymore.

Good evening. Will you come down, please?

- Out! Come on!
- [in English] Fast.

- Both on this side.
- [in English] This side.

The keys to the trailer.

- [in English] Keys.
- Ah OK.

- [in English] Italians are good.
- Come on!

We don't have all night.

- Buffon!
- But fuck you! Come on!

After you. Street! Behind.

[incomprehensible words]

- Open up!
- [in English] Shall I open?

You open! Yes.

Good evening everyone!

Good evening!

- Here's Sebastiano.
- Good evening.

- What is this?
- A container inside another container.

- But what is this stuff?
- Come on, take the ladder.

Quick. Come on, go open the door.

Back off, please. Go.

You open!

Come on!

Oh!

Damn yours!

Go fuck yourself!

Good evening.

The mother.

- They are Malians.
- What are we doing here?

Let's go check inside.

- Okay.
- [in English] Wait a bit here.

Ernest gave us the only one!
That's what it is.

- Does not convince me.
- What's up?

Wait a moment.

Seven, eight, nine, ten,

eleven twelve thirteen
fourteen and fifteen.

- There are fifteen. There is a false bottom.
- Really?

- What the fuck are you doing?
- Let's go get the jack.

What are you saying?

- Let's crack him up!
- It is not enough!

Here we need a tool,
not the jack! Still?

Rocco, they were going to Turin.
Their contact is waiting for them there.

Poor things. Let's go guys,
all lined up in pairs. Come on!

- Follow me. - Come on.
- Two in line. - Go.

[knocking at the door]

Good evening.
Deputy Commissioner Rocco Schiavone.

- Emilio Marris, retired from the Post Office.
- We can get in?

- Please.
- Thank you.

Oh mama! I have just
a guest room.

It doesn't have to host them.
It just needs to keep them a little warm

- while we finish the job in the truck.
- They'll be hungry.

It's a matter of little.
Emilio, can I ask you something?

- At this point!
- Do you have a whisk?

To cut metal?

- The metal.
- Yes, but I won't give it away. I have to use it myself.

- All right.
-He is very jealous of his equipment.

It's good.

- Thank you, Emilio.
- He won't lend it.

Can I take it back?
You must be hot by now, right?

Here it is! This is a beast.

- A machine gun!
- Emilio!

- I told him.
- Let's go.

- I'll lead the way.
- Please.

[Emilio hums]

Leaves.

- Well done, Emi'!
- Eh! - Good job.

Oh!

Oh mama! AK-47.

- Let's call the police.
- Emilio, we are the police. Emi'!

- Now go home.
- I'm glad I helped you.

Nice adventure!
If you need, call.

- Listen to me.
- Thanks for everything.

But damn it! I must call
the Interpool. It's an arsenal.

Certain,
the truck must be seized.

Oh! Buddha seed.

Buddha seed! Watch.

Here you are.

You see?
Good, you didn't give us the only one back.

Sebastian.

- Huh?
- It's this one?

I didn't know, I swear.

You know I don't want to have a
what the fuck to do with this shit.

I'll do the strip again
of the road, me.

Come on!

Did you understand?

- [horn]
- No...

Oh!

Damn them to you!

Are you joking?

- Come on!
- But do you know me!

- Precisely because I know you. Come on!
- Yes, let's play then. Good boy.

- Come on.
- Here.

- No...
- Come on.

But not even a present?

Did you want a present?

- For an evening with friends.
- An evening?

You're just the worst.

- Here, Italo. You deserved it, well done.
- Thank you.

All right, boss.

Mission accomplished.

Now let's throw down a
a few people from the bed.

[cell phone rings]

- Yes?
- Doctor Costa, I'm Schiavone.

What happens? What time is it?

We seized a shipment of weapons.
It's a big shot.

What?

It was a tip-off. I acted
on impulse otherwise we would have lost it.

We need to call a conference
press. Will she be one of us?

I don't think I have the time.
I'm still on the Micciché case.

- And then...
- [engine noise]

What? I did not understand. Slave?

[engine noise]

Are you making fun of me?

Did you return the weapons?

And those poor people?

They were Malians.

I took them to their appointment.

How come from Holland
did they come to Italy?

In fact, in my opinion they don't have us
understood a lot. But what was I supposed to do?

What you have done, my love.

You'll get in trouble, Rocco.

More than this?

I don't understand one thing.
There were two addresses on the TomTom.

One of a service area
on the highway near Turin

and the other in Montenegro, which maybe
it was the destination of the weapons.

But why the Turin address?
So I asked the highway authority

to see if that truck
had passed through that point.

And I asked for pictures
of the service station.

Pictures?

Yes, even the images.
She won't believe it.

- At what?
- The images weren't there.

There was a fault inside
of the A5 computer system.

They repaired it, but it didn't stay
not even a picture from last night.

- What a pity.
- Yes.

- When the devil corners us...
- Or your ass.

Am I right, Schiavone? You take me
the murderer of Leone Micciché

and I will forget the story of the
container. It's advice from a friend.

[Baldi laughs]

However I'm following the lead
of the wounded lover.

Such Omar Borghetti.

I wanted to show you something.

Beautiful.

These are the same gloves

and the same brand that Leone used
Micciché the day of the murder.

I can give you the demonstration
of one thing?

- What does he want to prove?
- Now you see it.

So.

When Micciché arrived
to the appointment with the murderer,

probably
he had a chat

-and he smoked a cigarette.
- Well.

Well, that's what he did.

But we found it
without gloves. Why?

- Because he had to light his cigarette.
- Yes.

But to light a cigarette
it would be enough to take off just one glove.

Do you understand?

The work we do is exhausting.

- Why don't you go to work?
- Excuse me.

One of these days
I will examine this poison.

No never mind. Some things it is
better not to know. You live better.

You can say it loudly.

You have something sensational
to show me?

Yes, two extremely important things.

On the fragment of handkerchief
found in the trachea of the corpse

which by the way is one
of the few organs left intact

there are traces of blood
which we had examined.

Let me guess. And the
blood of Leone Micciché?

No.

It's not just group A
Rh-, that is, that of Leo.

Is there another one?

Group O Rh-.
It's a man's blood.

Maybe it's the killer he is
injured during the fight.

Or it's the blood of an old woman
wound. But I think it's the killer's.

This seems like excellent news to me.

There's another one. Memories
the tobacco found on site?

- Yes, the crumbled one.
- It's not Three Star.

Wait a minute here.

You go?

- My point.
- Jack...

- Omar Borghetti?
- Yes.

- Can I talk to you for a moment?
- Yes.

Guys, sorry.

I'll bring it back to you right away.

- How do you get along with him?
- Well.

Yes, he's a cool guy.

In my opinion he should get one
little cure because he is hysterical.

Why?

The other day he freaked out
because the tobacconist was closed.

Come on.

- It's the ninth level.
- What?

No, he has a whole classification
for his pain in the ass.

From the sixth to the tenth.

- What is the tenth?
- Cases to solve. Murders, in general.

Do you even write down this bullshit?
You make a really nice couple!

Another person comes to mind
to make a nice couple with.

Do you think I'm an idiot?
The refuge project with Luisa

- that Leone stole from her...
- No.

I didn't come here to change
fresh air and fresh air.

There's a murder charge here, asshole.

Then ask me the questions
and get the fuck out.

Here.

We got off on the wrong foot.

What were you doing on Thursday, the
day of the murder, in that office?

I wasn't there on Thursday.

Plus I'm never in the office
after 4.30pm.

Thank you.

Only she has the keys. Do you understand it?

Aside from who's on duty,
only she has the keys.

- Who else could have opened it?
- I do not know.

She faces a murder charge.

- Then I want a lawyer.
- Okay, let's do this.

Tomorrow morning,
as soon as she wakes up

you will find a nice warranty notice,
so she can call her lawyer.

And me, this life of his
already shitty...

I'll make it hell for him.

Anyway, I've now arrived in Aosta.
I don't have shit to do.

Do you understand? We will see each other.

No, listen. I've never been
at the ski school office.

I was at Luisa's,
I had to talk to her.

Of course, she hasn't
never forgot Luisa.

No...

She found her pregnant
and she lost her mind.

No, Luisa loved Leone.

There was never room for me,
even now that Leone is dead.

Luisa and I are like two brothers.

What did he want to talk about with Luisa?

Luisa owes me a debt.
Almost 100,000 euros.

She told me to wait a month
and then she would honor the debt.

- And then?
- Then that's it, I left.

I put on my skis
and I went back down to town.

No, thank you. I have never smoked.

Excuse me for...

For the slap.

It left me.

It's a shitty time.

HI.

Alberto, here are the analyses
blood you asked for.

Well done, I owe you a coffee.

At that time...

The blood type found on the
handkerchief you gave me last night

is 0 Rh-.

It's the same as what was there
in the fragment of red scarf

which was in the victim's trachea.
Who does it belong to?

To Borghetti. The ski instructor.

- Do you take this back?
- Maybe let him wash it first.

How many stories! Come on let's go.

- Until we meet again.
- Until we meet again.

- HI!
- HI.

- Greetings.
- Deputy commissioner!

Ah! I see we're getting started
to get it right.

- How is work going?
- Fine thanks.

Look at Borghetti how he laughs
with his red scarf.

- When is this photo from?
- At the beginning of the season.

I understand. You have lockers
with personal effects?

- Yes.
- Where is Borghetti's?

Here. Please follow me.

Thank you.

But it only opens with
the key that Omar has.

You can ask him directly.

Here it is.

I was looking for her.

- Greetings.
- Greetings.

She can open hers
locker please?

Yes.

Here it is.

- I can?
- Please.

Where is the red handkerchief
what does he have in the photo?

It has to be here.

But it isn't there.

It's not there because it was found
on Micciché's corpse.

- On the body?
- Yes.

- Maybe it's not mine.
- Let's hope.

But unfortunately I have some news
to give her.

They were found on the handkerchief
blood stains

with her blood type.

- But how?
- It's bad, right?

It's a bad situation,
I understand her.

The traces of blood found on the
red handkerchief are by Borghetti.

This would set him up.

All right. But?

But Leone Micciché...

On that shortcut Micciché
she was smoking a cigarette.

But they were at the crime scene
found traces of tobacco.

- So?
- Omar Borghetti doesn't smoke.

And who cares! Tobacco
it was from Leone's cigarette.

No, Leone Micciché smoked cigarettes
Three Star Light.

Forever.

He also had an empty package
in your pocket.

Instead tobacco
which was found at the scene

It was another brand.

This just means
that there was another person.

- Who smokes, but doesn't smoke Three Star.
-And she offered the cigarette to Leone.

Doctor, have you got an idea?

Yes.

Omar Borghetti would have a motive.

Jealousy, a debt...

But why does he wait three years?

- Is there any news in Leone's mail?
- Yes, this is interesting.

They are analyses
that Micciché did.

Look.

Sperm culture.

One ml of liquid.

- Zero sperm.
- Exact.

Azoospermia. At least
there should be 20 million.

In short, Leone Micciché
she couldn't have children.

Exact.

Who ordered the tests?

Alfonso Lorisas, from Champoluc.

The poor guy had discovered the
was having an affair and so the tests were done.

The killer found out...

-He could run, right?
- Yes.

So it would be murder
passionate.

Already.

Money has nothing to do with it.

Good morning.

Was he looking for me?

- Greetings.
- Please.

Come in.

- Thank you.
- So, how can I help you?

- Do you know Leone Micciché?
- Sure, I know him.

In fact, I knew him.
Poor guy, he was a good person.

- I remember when...
- Yes, okay.

-He was also aware of his problem.
-Yes, he had varicocele.

He risked sterility. So
I prescribed those tests for him.

She told someone
that he was sterile?

No.

- But the town is small and here...
- Yes, you are all relatives. I know.

Look, Dr. Lorisas.

There's a murder involved.

If she hides something from me,
we are in the criminal offense.

Italo, in this whole story
there is still one thing that doesn't add up.

That asshole said it
to his wife.

Do you know who he is?

Annarita Pec,
that of the sports shop.

She would be Luisa's cousin.

She definitely went and told him.

Let's go to the crime scene.
One thing is still missing.

- Do you have a sachet?
- Yes.

Here she is.

How are you?

Have you ever owned a dog?

No.

You should get one.
She would teach you many things.

Like justice doesn't exist.

Things happen
because they have to happen.

Justice is a concept
entirely human.

And like human things,
man often makes mistakes.

Doctor.

We have the warrants.

Why the mandates?

Because there are two murderers.

- Thank you.
- Not at all.

[priest] Today these words
they are not of great comfort to us.

Today we need each of us, the
community, rally around Luisa

and to all Leone's friends

who had welcomed him
among our mountains.

Luisa asked me to be able to say
a few words about Leone.

Please, Luisa, come.

The words of Don Giorgio
they were beautiful.

And sincere.

It is true. One thinks that sharing
his pain with others

maybe you suffer less.

Leone was my husband.

- And I'm expecting a child from him.
- [murmur]

- I tell you this because...
- No.

She must tell the truth.

- I'm saying it.
- No, that's not the truth.

Mr Deputy Commissioner, please,
here we are in the house of the Lord.

Here, exactly.
We are in the house of the Lord.

She just said
that you shouldn't lie.

We are in front of Leone's coffin.

- And I know who did it.
- [murmur]

I am old.

But I know some things.

I know if that sinner
he is here among us

it's better that you give up
the house of the Lord.

Luisa Pec, follow me, please.

Please.

Luigi Bionaz, follow me too.

Has he gone mad?

Don't make me use methods that in
church would be like blasphemy.

You are crazy.

You're good.

Stopped.

The cell phone, Italo. It's important.

Listen, Dr. Schiavone.

If I tell you something important that
nail Luigi, then will you help me?

Thursday evening, at 5.15pm,
Luigi called me on my cell phone.

He was shocked. He told me
to reach him at the shortcut

because a disaster had happened.

I arrived when Luigi
he was still burying Leone.

He told me that he was dead and that we would
had to try to protect ourselves.

He's bullshit.

Yes, this is big bullshit.

Even she knows it's bullshit.

Leone Micciché walks along
the main road, towards the town.

He was probably called
by his own murderer.

Leone approaches
and Luigi offers him a cigarette.

And he takes off his gloves.

Be careful, remove both
gloves. It's an important thing.

He took them both off
because he had to roll the cigarette.

And so Luigi, treacherously,

hits Leone.

He hits it hard.

But he doesn't kill him.
Luigi takes him and drags him

up to the Crest shortcut.
And here Luisa Pec comes to our aid.

She took Omar's keys.

He opened his locker at the school
skiing and took the handkerchief.

No, I'm not involved.

Have my cell phone.

Among the photos there is one
which leaves no doubt.

There is Luigi, in front of a pile
of snow, which is burying Leone.

And did he photograph it?

What could I do? I didn't want that
if it ended like this, I didn't want to kill him.

But fuck you.

I thought if I had
took a photograph

then if it happened
something, she would help me.

But fuck you!

I don't want to talk to you anymore.

I don't want to talk to you anymore.

Leone Micciché she was about to have
the certainty

than the son she was expecting
Luisa Pec was not hers.

It was Luigi's.

And now let's go back to cigarettes.

Sorry, huh.

You offered these to Leone.

This...

About thirty were found
meters above the crime scene.

Did you check that Amedeo Gunelli
did his job well.

You were waiting for it to pass
over Leone's corpse

with that fucking snowcat.
Yes or no?

This cigarette is yours.
It will be enough to examine the saliva.

I must have thrown it off the slopes
and it will have ended there by chance.

No.

- You don't pass there by chance.
-Micci because he was killed by the vehicle

- led by Amedeo Gunelli.
- A murder without a murder weapon.

- Well done, Luigi!
-No, it didn't happen like that.

The son will be born soon
by Luisa Pec, Luigi.

You understand it?

And there is the DNA.

Have you ever heard of DNA,
Louis?

[crying] I didn't want to.

I did not want to. It was Luisa who...

It was Luisa who wanted...
I did not want to.

Do you know what an English poet said?

That women are the dish of men
gods if it is not the devil who seasoned them.

Instead she is a saint,
Doctor Schiavone?

[Schiavone laughs]

No, I'm a son of a bitch,
Lady.

I'm a son of a bitch.

But with this fact
I deal with it all day.

All day. When I look in the mirror.

When I look at this gray sky,
this city.

But I...

I have no innocents on my conscience.

I, of innocents on the conscience,
I have not.

[the door closes]

I knew. You got them.

Yes.

Are you OK?

Yes.

You're so good at detecting lies,
but not to tell them.

When I solve a case...

I always feel dirty.

- It's like I'm the murderer.
- It's normal, my love.

If you work in the swamp
to look for snakes

you turn into a beast too.
The mud becomes your home.

And so you smell like death
and things gone bad.

I know, but this thing is for me
it makes me feel bad. So bad.

You have to live, Rocco.

I miss you, Marina.