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- How long do we have to wait? - "Wait for what?

You fucking Moroccan you had to get the stuff.

I am Tunisian.

I know you have gifts brought to you from your friends.

In our opinion this morning they had to bring your stuff.

But what stuff?

There's nothing.

[guard's whistle]

[alarm]

[shouts of encouragement]

[confused voices]

[confused voices]

Go away!

- Street! - Take him to solitary confinement.

Sleep, oh!

Cheer up!

Damn, this is dead.

Stop!

Cuntrera is dead!

[confused voices]

Cuntrera is dead!

- HI. - Anna.

Who doesn't die...

It's early for you.

It's late. Depend on when one goes to bed.

- You are disappeared. - You have a lot to do.

- You certainly won't miss me. - It is true.

Tonight I'm going to dinner with the Turrinis.

- You come? Do you know them? - Yes.

- I had dealings with Laura Turrini. -And you're not interested in her...

I supposed. All the good society of Aosta is there.

[cell phone rings]

Excuse me.

- Schiavone, did you look for me? - Yes. I looked for it, Doctor Baldi.

Tell me what right now he wants because I'm in a hurry.

I have to see Cuntrera again.

But we interrogated him until night. He doesn't speak.

I know.

But I have to try until we find Cutrì.

- In jail? - Yes.

- I'll see what I can do. - Okay thanks.

[knocking at the door]

Who is?

[knocking at the door]

Who is?

Cursed.

[knocking at the door]

Who is?

[knocking at the door]

But I have half an idea of whoever is behind the door.

Is it true, D'Intino?

Haven't you understood yet?

If you knock, there's someone else over there who says to you, "Who is he?"

And you should answer. But she's tough, right?

- D'Intino. - D'Intino, of course.

[a dog yelps]

How "nice" is that.

At most it's "beautiful", since she is a female.

What race is she?

That's a...

She is a Saint-Rhémy-D'Ardana. Saint-Rhémy-D'Ardana.

Yes, yes. It is a race created by the baron...

Jean-Paul Belmondo in the 18th century. Yes.

-She is originally from the city of Sedan. - Sedan?

It is a controversial breed. Be careful, he is a very strong dog.

Very contradictory, if you will. But he's a great dog...

From truffle.

You're such an idiot, D'Intino. Which truffle?

He is a companion dog.

- You don't know him, do you? - Yes, now...

Saint-Rhémy-D'Ardana.

- Now tell me what you came to do. - Something bad happened.

She ended up in prison.

What happened?

What he had to meet in prison...

Mimmo Cuntrera.

- Yes. -He died.

So, listen. Take note.

At 10 sharp

after nine months of application in Aosta,

to deputy commissioner Rocco Schiavone it rains on your head

yet another pain in the ass of the tenth level.

And who could it be... Who could it be the one to bring the news?

I brought it to you, doctor. Number one!

Yes, D'Intino. You brought it.

All right. Did you take note?

Yes.

Deputy Commissioner Rocco Schiavone, Aosta police station.

Doctor Crocitti.

- At first glance it looks like a heart attack. - [SMS alert]

She says it's a heart attack. I want an autopsy right away.

- I should have questioned him first. - I'll call Dr. Fumagalli.

How do you access this entrance hall?

From Arm 3, which is where there's Cuntrera, and from the door over there.

- The courtyard is for fresh air. - Where did the fight happen?

On the other side of the entrance hall, exactly there.

Who started the brawl?

Agostino Lumi, Oluwafeme...

- Did Cuntrera participate? -No, she was on the other side of the entrance hall.

The reason for the fight?

Money, cigarettes, drug trafficking.

Certain.

Listen, director...

We have footage of these cameras that we see?

Certain.

- I'll get them to you. - Thank you.

Help!

Help! I want some water. Is anybody there?

[No, you're alone. It's just you and me, Chiara.]

I'm alive? [Yes, but you will die here.]

Tied up like a salami.

Clear?

How is it going?

I missed you.

How do you feel?

Tired.

- When are you going back to school? - I don't know, I can't do it.

And then I don't want anyone you look at me like you are looking at me.

I dream about it every night.

I'm tied to the chair with a hood on his head.

The snow, the cold...

- I am alone... - But those two are dead now.

They won't hurt you anymore.

What if they've already done it to me? Have you asked yourself that?

No. No, because you you never give a shit.

You are right.

- Let's go, Chiara. - And where would you like to go?

I do not know.

Far from my home, away from those shitty people.

You know mom and dad... You know them too.

Chiara, they are ruining our lives.

- They've already ruined it for me. - Already.

However I have to do something.

They eliminated us from the race for the contract to the Region.

The reason?

Mafia infiltrations. My daughter is She was kidnapped and I was the mafioso?

- I tried to explain it to the commission. - What did they answer?

Nothing can be done now. Then, once the investigation is finished...

Yes, but now I've lost the contract.

- The company that won the tender is... - Architecture Futura 2000.

They are young people who have just started. He is...

Luca Grange.

I will try to appeal, but I will spend only money for lawyers.

- Greetings. - This is Max, Chiara's boyfriend.

I know him.

-I also know her mother well. How is it going? - Well.

How did you find it, Max?

Maybe it's better that you don't show up again.

Go back to your mother and from your asshole father.

- And tell him I wish him the worst. - What does he have to do with it? It's not his fault.

You know who advised me to do it lend money from that Cuntrera?

Laura Turrini. Your mother is there director of the Bank of the Valley.

And I have to put up with see your fucking face?

Enough!

That's the rottenness, doctor.

In those houses. Come on Turrini, in the good salons of this city.

- I understand that you... - They meet at the Golf Club.

Or at the Santalmasso restaurant.

You should go there instead to stay here with a sad face

to say you're sorry!

- The doctor is coming. - Oh, Madonna.

Well?

- What happens? - Nothing. - Do you want to "execute me"? - No.

- [Casella laughs] - But what is this stuff?

- Eh... - Who did it?

We. When new "breakups" arrive little by little we add them.

- Slowly? - Yes. - Here, then add another one here.

The pain in the ass to have a team like yours.

Thank you.

[giggles]

Well.

It makes you laugh, so let's talk about serious things.

- Do you know what happened at the prison? - I informed them.

Well.

So, I have some questions. All right?

So, Cuntrera...

It was discovered.

And the attempt to grab the Edil Bent went to hell.

Who wanted him dead?

Why did they kill him? What did she know?

Answer one at a time. What are you doing with your head, De Luca?

You've been doing this for an hour and you haven't responded! Do you have an idea?

No.

All right. So, as punishment...

Everyone at the cinema.

In the internal courtyard there are four cameras. This is the first.

The one in the middle is Omar, instead the black man is...

Negro?

Do you still say "nigger"?

- Ah... - Black! - Black is Oluwafeme.

- He beats the Nigerian hard. - Erik doesn't joke either.

Those who are going helping him are Karim and Tarek.

- Where are the guards? - The first person to intervene is called Abela.

The one who falls is called Tolotta, instead the one on the right is Marini.

Where is Cuntrera? I haven't seen it yet.

- Here Marini discovers the body. - Because you can't see well.

- At least from this camera. - Put the other camera.

If we're lucky, we find each other the killer in the foreground.

It is not possible.

All right.

The prison director says

that that camera was broken and they don't have the funds to fix it.

We don't have a view of the falling man.

But we have a clue.

Certain.

Who killed Cuntrera he knows about cameras and prison.

And consequently it is a lot that is inside.

Now that Cuntrera is dead everything becomes more difficult.

First thing. He is the mind of the kidnapping of Chiara Berguet.

I'm working on the cards that we found on him when he was arrested.

There are things that don't add up and other things that lead upwards.

Very high.

All right. It doesn't seem like that to me you suffer from dizziness.

Second thing. Who wanted him dead?

See? They do not come!

-They're scared of her dog. - It's under the carpet, they can't see it.

Third thing, which is the most important.

Who is Carlo Cutrì, that one what would Edil Bent have taken?

If we get to the killer of Cuntrera, we will also arrive at Cutrì.

Yes, I think so too.

Cutrì is the key to the problem.

Then I want to understand what the role is of the Bank of the Valley

- in this whole story. - It's a fundamental role, doctor.

But that's my job.

Listen, but what kind of person would this be...

This little beast?

This is a Saint-Rhémy-en-Ardennes.

It is a very rare breed.

Bipolar.

It can be both aggressive How accommodating.

Come here, Lupa.

Where the fuck are you going? Come here.

He can't get out anymore. She Wolf!

Lupa, come here.

It can be both aggressive...

Be accommodating. It depends on the owner's nature.

Come here.

Let's hope it doesn't a den down there.

Let's hope not.

- Saint-Rhémy-en-Ardennes. - Yes.

It seems so to me That's some bullshit, Schiavone.

Where the fuck are you going? Go.

What are you doing? Don't eat the dust. Go fuck yourself.

- Why did you change your mind? - I felt like going out.

You're dressed like shit.

It's an elegant party. Didn't you have a black dress?

Yes, I have it to go to funerals.

- Elegant.

- What the fuck.

- Please. - Thank you.

- Good evening. - Good evening. - I can? - Please.

- Here she is. Thank you. - Thank you.

Here you are. Will you give it back to me, yes? There's your wallet inside.

Come on, come on.

- Does a head doctor earn all this money? - It will be family money.

Let's stop drooling over the canvases and let's go and introduce ourselves.

- Anna, finally! - HI. - HI.

- Meet Doctor Schiavone. - I know her by reputation.

You have to pay the ticket to come here.

It's modern art.

Follow me please. You I take it to my wife.

- Yes please. - Please.

Excuse me...

Excuse me.

- Anna! - HI.

- Doctor Schiavone. - Ah... Do you know each other?

- How are you, Dr. Turrini? - Well. She is in great shape.

No, he looks like he came out of a stakeout of 24 hours. Right, Rocco?

- How is the Berguet family? - Oh, don't tell me about it.

What happened to him... It's unpleasant.

I am very sorry. With Giuliana Pietro and I have been friends for years.

The bank I represent she has always been close to the Berguets.

Except in the last period.

We're at a party, that's not the case... Right, Rocco?

No.

Laura, I have to show you something.

-Please act as if you were at home. - No, it's better not.

Schiavone.

Slave?

Schiavone.

- Slave!

-Doctor, how are you?

Well. I wouldn't have bet on it one euro to find it here.

Me niether.

And instead... Schiavone, tell me your opinion

- about the history of the prison? - Well, it's 100% murder.

- And our Carlo Cutrì has something to do with it. - I don't know, but I'm working on it.

Look there. Luca Grange.

He won the contract from the Region instead of Berguet's Edil Bent.

Who wants to follow me? There's a wonderful surprise, please.

Good evening.

- Good evening! - Shall we go, Rocco? - Where are we going? - You're welcome.

If I were you, I'd watch on the ground. With these heels you fall.

And here is Dodò, the best groom of the whole Vallée!

Good evening.

- Good evening. - They want to see Winning Mood.

Take a seat.

- Please. - Thank you.

Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you Winning Mood!

-He is Chandelier's nephew. - Fantastic.

He will win many national competitions even though he is only six years old.

- Fantastic. -He IS a crazy pure blood.

[inaudible voices]

[in Roman dialect] I can't believe it. Rocco Schiavone!

It's a pleasure to see you again.

For me it's much less so, Cremonesi.

Can I introduce you to my friends?

If they are your friends, I would gladly decline.

Rude.

He's a bit grumpy our policeman.

But he has always been a Nice guy, Amelia.

Nice to meet you, Amelia.

- Do you like my tattoo? - No. I like bees.

Me too. Do you know why?

- Because they go from flower to flower. - Later.

She's beautiful, isn't she?

For someone like you who rounds... You could afford it, right?

Seeing you free is like blaspheming in church.

I paid all my bills.

All your accounts?

If my memory serves me correctly, you had a couple of 100s to make.

And where do you put good conduct?

- You should remember the Gozzini law. - Certain.

However, I am a free man now just like you.

You may be a free man, but not you're not even fucking like me.

What are you doing in Aosta?

[Cremonesi laughs]

I can not believe. The interrogation at a party?

At that time?

I have lived in the Valley for three years.

I make wines.

What you are tasting It's the red Primot.

In fact, it's real shit.

- Greetings. - Hello, Max.

You're missing out on something beautiful party in here.

- Are you also a friend of my parents? - No, I was smelling the air.

- The air smells a bit around here. - Good night.

[cell phone rings]

Tell me, Alberto.

I witnessed something from Spielberg films.

- What does Spielberg have to do with it? -He It's horror stuff. Crazy!

Ignorant. Spielberg he doesn't make horror films.

Come on, it's the same.

Move your ass and come here, cinephile.

- What's up? - Come on...

- Hello, Schiavone. - HI.

- HI. - HI.

- I see you pale. - This is such an asshole.

- So, this horror movie? - The show is really bad.

I wouldn't make the boy come because it's time for you to vomit in spray.

- Unless... - Unless?

Unless we don't a bet between the two of us.

Guy?

[Schiavone laughs]

- How much was it? - 6.52 seconds. Maremma slut!

- I won the bet. - For 52 cents.

Wake up! Come on!

Wake up, you son of a pig. You cost me 150 euros!

Here you are.

Come on, go! If you vomit here, I'll make you clean everything with your tongue.

May God strike lightning this infamous cursed man!

[Schiavone laughs]

I think you made him jump a tooth.

- Where is all this horror movie? - Do you see this? She had it on.

- Last night and this morning too. -She's all "rude".- In Rome.

Here you are in Aosta. You have to say "all torn".

You mean it was last night alive and if she tore it?

No come on.

Last night this one was dead. There answer is only one. He swelled up.

- But that's normal for corpses. - Not in such an overwhelming way.

They do not inflate and deflate like soccer balls!

- And then look here. You see it? - More than anything I feel it. - Here.

After 24 hours it is already decomposition has begun.

It's strange.

And there Fumagalli began to think and understood.

Come on, handsome, I'll show you something.

Come here.

- Here you are. - What is it? - Come on, look.

Here.

A sting.

- Are there bees in prison? - An injection into the jugular.

Precise! They poisoned him. But now get the fuck out

because I have to do some analysis very important blood.

I need a toxicologist, but not one of your "pipponi". A good one.

However, remember that you owe me a dinner with first course, second course, etc.

52 hundredths of a second.

- Say hello to that asshole for me. - All right.

- Shall we enjoy the sun this morning? - Before going to work.

- Amelia, right? - Exact.

He wasn't in the mood the other night right, Dr. Schiavone.

No.

The people he accompanied himself with they were not to my liking.

- I can? - Please.

- Shall I bring you something? - No thank you. I already had breakfast.

What a nice smell.

It's the same one he had yesterday. Too much tuberose, but overall it's good.

How long has he known Walter Cremonesi?

Not for long.

I've seen it a couple of times. I I am very good friends with Dr. Turrini.

And his wife. I would not that misunderstandings were created.

What work do you do?

I...

I do public relations for Luca Grange. I'm 34 years old.

- And I'm from Gruskavà. - Gruskava. So she's not Italian.

[laughing] Gruskavà is Provençal.

In Italian it is Gruscavallo. I am Italian, from the province of Turin.

- Do you want to know anything else? - No, that's fine.

Does he know? Someone else will take his place he would have asked for my cell phone.

- But I'm not one of those. - She's just more skilled.

But my cell phone number he would like it.

What does it mean? If you want one well, if he is in love, they live together.

Do things together, pay only one rent...

Ah here!

- The point is this. The rent. - Let's not talk bullshit, Cate!

Oh, what is it? Are you no longer comfortable with me?

Italo, I'm fine. But I want to live alone, I need it.

She Wolf.

I liked being around too my business, but... Dunno, I don't know.

So I don't like the relationship. He's cold, distant.

- What future does something like this have? - I do not know!

I don't want to think about it now.

- Why do you want to run and ruin everything? - You have to have a plan!

- Fuck, look at the deputy commissioner. - What does Schiavone have to do with it?

What does that have to do with it? He is older and has a plan.

He wants to go and live in Provence.

He does everything to go there, work for an idea.

Schiavone is mentally ill who lives alone in a city that isn't his

and he has friends who... I recommend them to you!

He didn't choose these things, but he accepted them.

- I like Rocco. -Then go live at his house!

What a drag!

Doctor. What is he doing up there?

- I'll get some air. Can not be done? - Risk of falling.

- What are you putting in your pocket? - Catherine.

Why don't you add one more thing

to the breaking billboard of idiots? Put it on the ninth level.

- Which? - Those who don't mind their own business.

Go.

Here you are. [knocking at the door]

- Come here, Lupa. Who is? - Doctor Schiavone.

There is a certain Miss Giuliana Berguet, I think. She wants to talk to her.

What do you want from me?

I don't know. She says she talked on the phone with Baldi

but she really wants to meet her.

- Let her in. - Yes, doctor. Miss, please take a seat.

- Doctor Schiavone, excuse me. - Don't worry, please.

Here we are. At that time?

- Nothing, I came to thank you. - Do not worry.

How is Chiara?

I came specifically for Chiara.

She would really like to see her, talk with her.

She no longer goes to school, she doesn't eat, she doesn't speak.

My husband supports may time be the best doctor.

Her husband isn't telling the truth.

In reality, time is all that is needed to make you grow old.

- Doctor, I no longer believe in my husband. - Why?

It's strange, he doesn't go to the office, he snaps for nothing.

He's kind of crazy.

- Then I suspect that... - That?

Never mind, they are quarrels between husband and wife.

He understands me? Doctor, I'm losing everything.

All I've got. Come and talk to Chiara.

- Excuse me. - Do not worry.

You satisfies him.

I promise you that when I have some free time...

- I'll come and see her, I swear. All right? - Thank you.

Rocco, we're all here.

Guys, call me familiar too so we get rid of this problem.

- I have to go away for a while. - Well, you want me to...

Do you want me to hold the dog for you?

Let's hope!

Come here. Hello, Lupa.

- What is it, Italo? - I have problems with dogs, Rocco.

You sleep at home anyway!

She apologizes.

Then there's another man, Walter Cremonesi.

A former terrorist, multiple murderer who is unfortunately now free.

Fuck.

He has a winery outside Aosta. It's called Vini Primot.

- Primot wines. Do you want me to check it? - Yes, check.

But be careful because it is very dangerous.

All right.

- All right? - Okay. - Hello lads.

HI.

I had her put in a television and an agent at his disposal

who will accompany you wherever you need. Does it make me curious?

- If I can. -Why did you ask to sleep in prison?

I'm a bit like dogs. I have to smell or I don't understand.

- Good night. - Good night.

[cell phone rings]

Adele.

I can not handle it anymore Sebastiano is increasingly more of an asshole.

- With Furio we had an idea. - I can imagine the idea. Tell me.

I disappear for a while, so he doesn't he finds me and goes crazy with jealousy.

-Two to give birth to this bullshit? - Why?

You do not like it? I find it brilliant. Can you guess where I'm going?

- Where are you going? Please tell me. - I come to you.

What does it mean?

In Seba he will not come in mind that I'm with you.

There's a little problem, I'm in prison.

As?

It's a long story, then I'll tell you.

I'll be back home in a little while, Don't worry.

Well. I'll be up in a couple of days.

I'll sort everything out and come. Please don't tell me no.

- I beg you. - Oh God, oh God.

- You are a bunch of crazy people. - Thank you.

Thanks, Rocco. Do you know that you are my guardian angel?

HI.

You have chosen a beautiful guardian angel!

- Put your hands on the steering wheel. - Oh...

[Neapolitan accent] You don't understand, put your hands on the steering wheel.

- Who the fuck are you? - Who the fuck are you.

I'll tell you one more time, who the fuck are you?

Antonio Scipione, Aosta police station. If you allow me...

- What are you doing here at this hour? - Work.

Fuck you, I'm a colleague.

- Captain Pietro Andreotti. - Captain. - Carabiniere.

- How come you keep an eye on the restaurant? - Not the restaurant.

I keep an eye on Walter Cremonesi, order of the deputy commissioner.

Listen.

Go home and leave Cremonesi alone.

- Marini. - Here you are.

Still awake.

Please put it back what were you looking at?

Huh?

- Put back what you were watching? - Yes. - Marini.

What?

Don't worry, don't I give a shit

- if you look at escort sites. - All right.

Well done, Marini.

Go up slowly. Go.

Go to the phone number, Please?

- Huh? - On the telephone number.

Do you know how many AIDS patients do we have in prison? Seven.

Sometimes we don't even have it aspirin for a cold.

I'm waiting for retirement. Then it's no longer my business.

Only all this will remain always with me.

- Where do you keep the medicines? - Under lock and key in my study.

- Who has the keys? - Only me. - Has there ever been any break-in?

Apart from two plasters, what do you find?

Syringes?

No, doctor. Here no one took anything.

- Did you find out why the fight happened? - It was just a diversion

to kill Cuntrera.

can you talk?

Explain to me what happened.

I do not know, they started threatening me.

They said I brought in hashish and they wanted it.

Did you wear it?

Omar, let's not talk bullshit. There was one death.

I know who does it, but I've never done it.

- Did you know Mimmo Cuntrera? - No.

I know he had just arrived.

How much time do you have to serve still in here?

Two years and I'm out.

I want to go back home.

I didn't want to stay here anymore!

Better to go hungry, you know?

In May to my country I was taking a bath.

It's starting to get hot and the melons are ripe.

Let's report to Schiavone what did this happen to me with the police?

Yes, but it's a strange thing. In my opinion things are moving that we don't understand.

We warn Schiavone. Anthony, Leave Cremonese alone for now.

I printed the photos, I'm going to put them on his desk.

- Do you know something else? - What?

Yesterday I was bringing medicine to my aunt.

On my way back here I saw Pietro Berguet, Chiara's father.

- At that time? -He was leaving the Hotel Pavone.

Damn, that...

- Why are you laughing? - Because more than a hotel

- it's a motel. - We go there with our lovers.

I understand, Pietro Berguet he has a lover. So?

We are here to work or gossip? I do not understand.

Okay, I'll go bring the photos.

-Did the fight break out here? - Yes, in this area.

- Where were you? - I left there with Tolotta.

But Abela had already arrived. He was here.

Cuntrera was lying down under that column?

He was not lying down, but sitting on the ground.

- Is this the door to Wing 3? - Yes. - Let him open.

Please.

Who was here When was Cuntrera killed?

Federico Tolotta.

- I'm Biaschi, please. - Pleasure. That?

It's a door which leads into the internal corridor.

Where does it lead?

On the other hand, al courtyard of the hour of fresh air.

Bruno, let's see to the deputy commissioner. Open the door.

This is a passage which we almost never use.

It's useful to us guards in case of accidents or something.

Does it come out the other way?

It is an internal passage which goes around the entrance hall

so as not to go through it. Understood?

We are here again.

Who has the keys of the internal corridor?

Who is on duty at Wing 3.

- What the fuck is that? - Doctor, it's a prison café.

I told her not to take it.

Here's Tolotta. You come.

He is from Wing 3, today he replaces me.

Tolotta, let me introduce you to the deputy commissioner Schiavone. He wants to talk to you.

Tolotta. I guess for the bad one history of Cuntrera.

[Hippopotamus amphibius. Greek for "river horse".]

[Pumpy looking. It has short legs and a large head.]

[In social environment he has a lot of respect for the hierarchy.]

I was on guard duty here on Wing 3.

Then I heard my colleagues shouting they started whistling.

I heard the chaos and ran towards the scene of the fight.

I understand. He closed the gate on Arm 3?

Certain.

Marini was with me, you can ask him too.

No one noticed Cuntrera who was here, behind the column?

Perhaps... Yes, I saw him sitting on the ground.

But there was such chaos, we couldn't understand anything anymore.

- How did Cuntrera die? - They gave him some kind of shot.

[cell phone rings] - Around my neck. - Has anyone seen?

Does it seem strange to you too? Excuse me.

Alberto.

Shoot.

I would gladly do it, but I they would give too many years in prison

and you don't deserve them. Open your ears wide.

- Ethyl carbamate. Do you know what is it? - I'm not a chemist!

It is an ester of carbamic acid also called urethane.

With a name like that it's one thing that cuts you in two.

Above all it has another characteristic. It's volatile.

If we didn't do an autopsy

with the dick we discovered that was a crime! Listen to me?

Yes. Then the murderer weren't you expecting the autopsy?

No, at least not that immediate and not made by me

that I'm number one.

He would have suffered a heart attack, the volatile would have evaporated

and goodbye and thank you.

We wouldn't have noticed the bulge

a characteristic of the substance that they injected him with.

Where is this urethane found?

It's not easy. They used it once to treat myeloma

but later they discovered that it hurt.

I get it, it's not easy to find.

Maybe in some product veterinarian.

- But it's not easy. - Veterinary use?

- Yes, veterinary use. Are you deaf? - I understand.

- Do you remember that you owe me dinner? - I know, don't bother me.

Look at that cross stitch what did I do!

Well done, Tolotta.

It was Abela to kill Cuntrera.

Then when he came back...

Instead of returning the keys to his accomplice

he threw them on the ground.

Why do you think they did it?

There is an instigator. Nobody in prison he knew Cuntrera.

He had been there for two or three days.

I have to find out who paid these two

and who gave them the urethane.

I don't think it's there in the prison infirmary.

But who benefits from this crime?

It has to do with the contract and the story of Berguet?

Yes, I think this one is the direction to follow.

All right. She limits herself to murder, Schiavone.

There are already those investigating on the history of the contract.

Did the police have anything to do with it? They crossed mine.

I didn't say it and she didn't hear.

She Wolf?

She's at my mom's. She has the garden, so she runs a little.

Let me know what's new while we go to the Berguets.

Come on Berguet?

- To do what? - I want to talk to Chiara.

You speak French?

I have to read it for school. It's a fairy tale by Anatole France.

- Do you like it? - I do not know.

I can not concentrate. I read a line, then...

Then the head comes back in that cellar.

Silence. The cold.

- The snow. - Then came Prince Charming.

Would you be Prince Charming? [Schiavone laughs]

I'm just a cop, it's the harsh reality!

Tell me the truth, Dr. Schiavone. I was raped, right?

Yes.

Thank you.

You're the only one who tells me the truth. I'm glad they're dead.

Even that shitty Cuntrera.

If I were you, I would do a good thing.

I wouldn't go to school this year. I'd take a nice gap year.

You are 19 years old.

I would go around the world. London, Paris.

Amsterdam. Do you know her?

I want to show you something. These they are photocopies that Max made.

These are things he discovered in his father's office.

- Things haven't been working out for him for a while. - I'm not following you.

Max photocopied the documents that they were in his father's safe.

There is this contract with a construction company.

The same one who stole the contract to dad.

Because Max gave a these documents?

I do not know.

It's a bit like this story had changed too.

He opened his eyes and now he is very angry.

I thought I'd bring them to you.

- Back home? - We're back to "she".

Anyway I have to pay one more visit.

You go home, the day is over.

- But... How did you know that I live here? - Because I've been following you for months.

Then you will know I go to bed late.

No, it wasn't an invitation or something like that...

Go to bed or it's over that we fall asleep here.

Yes.

- Night. - Good night.

You could have waited for me to come in!

It's her, I thought that she was the night watchman.

No. In fact, I wanted to tell you that there is no one outside.

How I got in anyone could enter.

To do what?

What else do I still have to lose? Look what they've done to me.

- What are you doing in the meantime? - Smoke.

What a failure, huh? As a father, entrepreneur.

While she feels sorry for herself and she gives gifts ...

"Skin Flower." A women's perfume, I assume it's not for his wife.

-I assume they are not made of her. - It is true.

However while she acts depressed, Things aren't going well at her house.

But her daughter he gave me some documents

- which could resolve the issue. - To her?

-Why didn't you give them to me? -She gave them to a distraught father

who doesn't know what to do and goes to whores in his free time?

I read those documents, they could be very important.

For his family and Edil Bent.

But I'll give you some advice. She stays with her family.

Especially with Chiara. She doesn't even know how lucky she is.

Then the murder in prison has two culprits.

Yes, these two police officers penitentiary.

- Tolotta and Abela. - Abela. What the fuck name is that?

Before throwing them in I want to know who the sender is.

I think it's one of them near Cremonesi.

Amelia.

This is...

He's a short, stocky guy and full of wrinkles.

-He walks with his legs like this. He will be 70 years old. - Dodo.

He is a stable boy. This with long hair is Luca Grange.

What does Cremonesi do at dinner with a prostitute and a groom?

-Why is he a prostitute? -Caterina, because she is a prostitute.

Come, I'll show you something beautiful.

At that time.

Here you are. "Meetings Aosta."

- Super escort. -She IS an escort.

- Look, do you recognize her? - I've already seen it.

- Professionally speaking. - Certain. - Perhaps.

She is from Aosta. Indeed, you are precisely from Gruskavà.

I recognized her from the bee tattooed on his neck.

- Groscavallo. So she is from Provence. - I do not know.

Sorry, you know how to say "bee" in Provençal?

- No. - Abela.

See if Amelia has the same last name of the prison guard.

- Okay. - Italo, you and I are busy tonight.

The painting begins to have its own frame.

You're good, Caterina.

I still have a lot of it, can we postpone?

I brought you these documents.

- Who gave it to him? - Max, Torrini's son.

He photocopied them and gave them to Chiara. This is best left between us.

That boy understood that something is wrong in that family.

Evidently he did this to him quite disgusting.

There's a lot of great stuff here. I knew it!

This is what we need.

We understood that the Torrini they were in cahoots with the Grange.

Colonel Narni of the ROS.

Thank you for the documents, Schiavone.

Doctor, we checked. The escort is called Amelia Abela

and she is the murderer's sister. I'll send you all the data.

Good job.

Please. Let's go!

Go, pass that way!

Baby, wait here.

[Wolf barks]

See I was right? You wanted my number.

You come.

- Can I offer you something to drink? - No thank you.

- I can? - Certain.

Please have a seat.

- How did you find me? - Well! You said that...

That you go from flower to flower. But you leave traces.

Especially tuberose that's your perfume, right?

- Do you have preferences? - In what sense?

I don't know, you like bondage, the golden rain...

- Or maybe you like "en travesti"? - [Rocco laughs]

- Do you find "Fucked" simplistic? - No, I'd say it can be done.

- Certain. - And what about clothing?

- How do you prefer it? - I prefer normal. Naked you and naked me.

- Then I'll go get ready. - Yes, please.

Here we are!

- It would be 400 euros. - 400 euros? Right away?

Excuse me. I'm not used to it.

So... Two.

Three.

And four hundred.

Do you issue an invoice?

.

- I'm ready. - Yes.

- I wanted to attack him... -No, he was fine there. - Ah!

Then I'll put it better that gets creased on me.

Perfect, here it is!

Come, let's go to the bedroom.

Look, I'd rather do that on the couch if you don't mind.

If you like the sofa... The sofa is fine!

Yes.

It's the height of my perversion.

Look, why do you hang out with people? like Cremonesi?

Because they are generous people.

- No, they are not nice people. - And do you know where the beautiful people are?

And do you know who I am? Cremonese, Grange and Doctor Turrini?

- Doctor Schiavone. - Yes.

The interrogation ends here. If you want to continue asking me questions

you have to summon me to the police station with my lawyer.

I understand.

Do we want to fuck now?

Alright then! So... No more poetry!

Here it is! Oh god, oh god!

You are pretty.

- How many parties do these Turrini have? - Do you want to come in too?

A little drink to warm me up I would happily drink it.

Listen, Rocco. I would like to ask you for advice.

- With Caterina I don't... - Ah! Italo, please!

I'm not a consultant matrimonial. Did you understand it or not?

- Since I left it to you! - What's wrong with me...

But do me a favor!

It's already the third time they've come by. But now they have stopped.

Those are the police. The same ones who stopped Antonio.

Here is Luca Grange with his wife.

Cremonesi also arrived.

- Who is the one in the gray jacket? - That's a councilor there.

I don't know the other one.

Look at how the carabinieri move.

And now? What are we doing?

What we have to do.

- Oh! - Huh? - Aren't there any dogs? - Yes and they are also bad.

Go!

May I know what we are looking for?

- This horse is worth a fortune. - Shall we kidnap him?

Eh!

There is a room inside the box.

This is armored. I can't open it.

What does a security door do here in your opinion?

There will be something important. I don't know, Rocco.

I'm shitting myself over and over again I don't understand what we are looking for.

For the moment we are looking for the key to open.

- Watch your head. - Yes.

Dodò lives here.

Fuck you!

Now tell me what we're looking for?

Urethane, Italo.

- Ah! - Urethane, Italo.

Illuminate.

Here, here!

- What the fuck are you doing? - Oh! I wasn't stealing it!

Light up here.

Let's see'...

Did you understand? Other than Dodò!

Carlo Cutrì is this asshole! You understand now?

Here she is.

Come on, come on.

Look at this stuff!

Let's see'! At that time...

These are all bronchodilators.

All hormones.

Yes! We discovered who dope horses.

Can we go now, Rocco?

Here is a dewormer for dogs.

What else is there?

Ethyl carbamate.

Urethane.

Bingo!

Bingo, Italo!

This and that with which they poisoned Cuntrera.

Very good!

- Where are you going, sorry? - To put the keys back in their place.

- Ready, Tobaldi? - It's 2, what do you want?

I know it's 2, but I have something very important to tell her.

- But if you want, I'll call tomorrow morning. - Don't piss me off!

- What did you discover? - I found Carlo Cutrì.

- Where? - He's a groom at the Turrini's.

He calls himself Dodò!

This is the icing on the cake.

- All clear! - What the fuck is going on?

Schiavone, that's her in that one gray car over there?

- Yes I am. - We did a good job, didn't we?

Goodnight, Schiavone.

Gerardo, do something! [confused voices]

- I'll be out in two days. - Easy with these fucking hands!

[confused voices]

Come on!

Damn, what a son of a whore!

- Gerardo, do something! Gerard! - Don't worry, dear.

I misjudged you.

What will you do now?

What I will do? Maybe this is the right time that I bring home my high school diploma.

Or as she advised to Chiara

I'm taking a gap year far from here.

And anyway you did the right thing.

- I know. - Good luck, Max.

Serve me well, commissioner.

Deputy Commissioner.

HI.

Not bad, huh? Today I am so happy

that Lupa can roam underneath the carpet as much as you want.

- They discredited Edil Bent. - Yes, but they didn't do the math

with us two, dear Schiavone!

It is clear that Turrini, Cutrì, the councilors...

The instigator is also there in the middle of the Cuntrera murder.

On purpose! I have the warrants here of arrest of Abela and Tolotta.

I need a third. It's for Amelia Abela

sister of the prison officer. She was the one who acted as an intermediary.

It is she who brought the urethane to her brother.

Yes.

And in any case I believe that among the arrested there is no instigator.

- No! - No, Schiavone, please.

Let's leave the doubts aside and uncertainties.

Let's try to close the story once and for all.

Cuntrera didn't speak, you know it.

The documents we found on him they led nowhere.

Above all they led to nothing on Carlo Cutrì.

- Why kill him? - Why?

- For fear. - No, they would have accused themselves.

Especially if we had taken the killer.

This is not the modus operandi of the mafia.

They would have hired a multiple murderer, a lifer

and they would have had him stabbed Cuntrera.

They are not the type to hide murders that way.

So? These are whose methods?

But I do not know! I'm working on it. I'll work on it.

All right! Ah, greetings Cremonesi.

- Yes, gladly. - And please.

This time let's keep him in prison a little more, eh!

- This time he doesn't come out anymore. - Let's go, Lupa.

Yes, Adele. What time will you arrive tomorrow?

I don't know, in the evening I think. Can you give me your address?

At that time... The address is Rue Piave 36.

All right? If they aren't there, pass to the police station to get the keys.

Listen to me, that Sebastiano knows nothing.

Yes, yes, he's calm. See you tomorrow. HI.

- Hello, Adele. - Rocco. Welcome back! - Thank you.

I see you're addressing me now?

There are the Berguets who wanted to thank you.

No, please, I don't want to see them! I don't want to see them!

Rocco, they know you're here. What am I saying?

I don't care. Do as you like. Let them in

and they will realize it on their own that I'm not there! Tell him!

Go!

I have no idea where he went. I'm sorry but...

- I brought a small... - A thousand thanks. We leave it here. - Yes.

-So then he sees it. - Yes. - I am sorry. Thank you with all my heart

- for everything you have done. - Duty.

Thank you.

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

[cell phone rings]

- [softly] Hello? - Ready?

Daniele Abela and Federico Tolotta they ate the leaf.

They disappeared.

Ah! And that says a lot on their guilt.

And Amelia?

She's inside. She wants have a chat?

Let's hope!

But what are you doing? I hear a forced voice.

- Climbs the stairs? - No, everything's fine. I greet you.

This one doesn't look good!

What's up? Can't we get some sun?

But you're not well!

But why did you get involved to eliminate Cuntrera?

I do not know what you're talking about.

Always the same story.

Your brother is an hour and a half which is located in the Palace of Justice

to answer questions of the magistrates.

I just want to know who made you do it.

I don't believe it.

Do not you believe it?

I always have to repeat myself.

I have to tell you that if you collaborate it's better?

- Is my brother in such bad shape? -Yes, he's in terrible shape.

He's in trouble and looking to get you into trouble too.

You understand? It is always like this.

He claims that he doesn't know the reason for which he had to eliminate Cuntrera.

He only says he obeyed to what you said

and what your friend Dodò told you.

- Who? Dodo? - Yes, Dodò. - And who is he?

The one who gave you the urethane. Memories?

Or you prefer that I call him Carlo Cutrì?

This is a photo at the restaurant from a few days ago.

- It does not mean anything. - Of course it doesn't mean anything.

This at your house. You see? You're with him.

"Me and Carlo. Winningmood May 2, 2012."

I didn't think you were that romantic.

I had put 100,000 into it euros on that Winningmood.

100,000 euros?

Who wanted to eliminate Cuntrera, Amelia?

[knock on the door] Yes.

Greetings.

Doctor Schiavone! I there thank you for helping me...

- Why? - Why do I thank you? -No. Why did you do it?

- I did what? - Amelia Abela the escort.

Oh yes! I know, it's... I wouldn't want that she thought I was a whoremonger.

No, it's just... It was a weakness of the moment. We are men.

Yes.

I don't care about anything who she sleeps with.

I'm not of good customs. I wanted know why he agreed

with Amelia Abela and her brother.

Agree on what?

Doctor Berguet! Mimmo Cuntrera.

She is the instigator. She was the one who got him killed.

The instigator? You are crazy.

Yes. Maybe I'll even be crazy.

But Dr. Baldi is checking his accounts and bank transactions.

He will surely find some shortcomings. Shortage due to the fact

that she gave money to Abela, Tolotta appears next to him

and she gave some little gifts to the lady.

- I am wrong? - And a big one.

Get it here. A perfume like that it costs around 400 euros. I err?

Something like this is given as a gift to someone person you particularly love

or it's for someone to whom something is owed.

Tuberose if I'm not mistaken.

Who is it that he didn't want dead a piece of shit like Cuntrera?

He wanted to avenge her daughter, but perhaps you exaggerated, doctor.

She's accusing me of something very serious

and I think our conversation end here.

I will only speak up front to my lawyers.

Yes, but you must find them very good.

Why Miss Abela he's talking to the judge.

And so she's fucked, Mr. Berguet!

You see, Berguet.

Today she could have enjoyed herself this beautiful day.

Her beautiful family. Instead she wanted to be a vigilante.

Until we meet again.

Look, now that we're apart from blood, murders...

And other such amenities. I wanted to make a confession to you.

- Are you a fagot? I had sensed it. - No.

And you'd be the last man anyway that I would try.

- Really? - Sure!

Instead I would have done it a little thought about you.

- Do you want to hear this confession or not? - Go Go!

You are a precious person, Albe'!

Thank God that I met you here.

Without you things would have been much more difficult.

Are you active or passive?

Health! And thanks.

A second.

- HI. - HI.

- Would you like something to drink? - No, I was admiring the artwork.

- They're really beautiful. - Liar, I know you don't like them.

That's not true, they are beautiful. One can also change one's mind, right?

Who is that gentleman who looks like this to Giuseppe Verdi?

He is a gallery owner. He has a gallery in Milan and one in Berlin.

Why don't you go talk to us? Maybe it could be important

- for your future. - But you are too.

But I don't have a gallery in Berlin.

- Let's have dinner together? - No. I have a guest tonight.

Eh!

Good evening. We know each other, right?

- Well! Nice, huh? - Do you find?

Did you pay a lot for it?

Of course you have a heart of gold, My love!

Have you seen? Seeing each other less is not impossible.

[intercom]

- Who is? - I forgot it.

We have a guest.

- Here they are. Clean laundry. - Thank you. - Adele, you sleep there.

Please, do as I do if I were at your house.

No, I'll sit on the sofa.

But what a sofa! Forget about it.

Please, no one has to know that you came here.

All right.

I swear. If he calls you Sebastiano you too...

Are you crazy?

- I'm taking the dog for a walk. - Oh.

Here she is!

- Have you eaten, Adele? - Yes.

- Luckily, the fridge is empty. - Coffee for tomorrow morning?

Tomorrow morning I'll take you to do something breakfast at the bar!

Let's have breakfast, you and me, alone...

- Hello, Adele! - Rocco. - Huh?

- Thank you. - Nothing.

- Who is? - I'm Rocco, will you open for me, please?

Forgive the time. Maybe you're not even alone.

I wanted to apologize to you.

Now will you give me a smile?

- Are you coming up? - If there's room for Lupa.

- Huh? - Yes. There's room for you too.

[Roman accent] Schiavone! These were for my brother!

- What's up? - Nothing, sleep.

She Wolf!

Adele.

Adele!

Adele.

No! Hades'!

Adele.

No.

No!

[Rocco shouts]