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BASED ON MAURIZIO DE GIOVANNI'S NOVELS

♪ A little bit nervous ♪

♪ That the best of all the years Have gone by ♪

♪ Turn around ♪

♪ Every now and then I get a little bit terrified ♪

♪ And then I see the look in your eyes ♪

♪ Turn around, bright eyes ♪

♪ Every now and then, I fall apart… ♪

SARA - WOMAN IN THE SHADOWS

A FEW DAYS EARLIER

-Hello? -That you, Morozzi?

-This is… still your number, I hope. -Who am I talking to?

It's Di Blasio.

I was in special ops.

Giorgio Alberti's your son, right?

Yeah.

Then you need to come down to, uh… Cardarelli Hospital.

Cardarelli?

Which department?

AUTOPSY ROOM

My condolences.

May I?

Do you need to sit down?

Before I give you his things, I have to send them to forensics.

It's procedure.

She knows how it works. She's a colleague.

What exactly happened to him?

The two attending officers will fill you in on the details.

You can't keep gambling away your money.

Come on, man.

-Did you bet last night? -Yeah.

Twenty teams, with over-under at 1.5.

What does Monza do?

-They win one-zero. -Why keep doing that?

You'll never win. I can't imagine losing as much as you do.

That's the mother.

"Wait, she's police?"

"Looks more like a hobo."

"Her outfit's probably the last thing on her mind."

"She just lost her son."

This is Major Sara Morozzi, she's on sabbatical.

Meet officers Silvani and Fregoli, from the precinct in Fyouigrotta.

Condolences.

I've really got to be heading back now, Morozzi.

You're in good hands.

So tell me how this happened to him. And where.

Right outside his place.

Took his dog for a walk, and as he crossed the street he…

Where did he live?

-Hadn't seen him in quite some time. -Ah.

Piazza D'Annunzio, unit 20.

The driver who hit your son didn't even have time to brake.

He's devastated.

Says he died holding his hand in the ambulance.

Appears he went with him

'cause your son's girlfriend wasn't up to it.

Did you know he had a girlfriend?

No.

I know nothing about him.

The driver, I wanna speak to him.

He might still be in the ER. His name is Ludovico Terzani.

I'm the mother of the man you ran over.

I didn't mean to hit him.

I'm a doctor. I save lives, but now…

Tell me about the accident.

I didn't see him soon enough.

First, I saw the light on his phone, and then his silhouette, and…

He might've been texting. I… I'm not sure, but he…

He kinda hesitated, and…

Wait, he hesitated? How?

When I saw him in the road…

I slowed down and even flashed my lights.

And… And he stopped.

But right when I sped back up…

he dropped the dog's leash and jumped in the road.

And I couldn't swerve to avoid him.

I'm sorry.

Sara!

Sara!

Please, stop! Sara!

You're not thinking straight right now!

You're crazy!

I can't keep faking it, Gennaro.

What? You can't fake loving your son?

I can't give him what he needs.

Daddy, where's Mommy going?

I'll be right inside, sweetheart. Don't worry.

Go back into the house. Go.

Come here, son.

Di Blasio, I don't understand.

Why is she here?

Oh, I'm aware. But this woman's his mother.

She wants to talk to her son's girlfriend.

What's that gotta do with me?

Are you sure?

I… I know, but… it's late, Di Blasio. Honestly?

If this is all true, don't you think it's kind of a bit late to get involved?

-Or no? -The accident happened here?

Uh…

She's actually already here. I'll… call you back later.

Yeah. Bye.

Sorry, I didn't see you walk up.

Detective Davide Pardo.

You asked where the car hit your son?

It's hard to tell, partly because the asphalt's wet,

and because there were no skid marks.

-But-- -I'll take it from here.

Musella!

Detective.

Do me a favor.

I'll go see the victim's girlfriend. You watch her, okay?

-Who's she? -Victim's mother.

And former colleague.

-That's his mother? -Uh-huh.

I'm sorry for your loss.

And you are?

I'm Sergeant Attilio Musella.

A sergeant at such a young age.

You've got beautiful eyes, you know that?

Thank you.

I've noticed something strange about Giorgio's things.

His phone was missing.

And the guy who hit him thought Giorgio was texting someone.

I got it.

Found it ten meters over there, in the dark.

But it's broken.

-You mean you haven't handed it over? -No.

Well… not yet.

I'd like to have a look at it.

Yeah, that's not possible, ma'am.

Your phone serves as… a snapshot of your life.

It's been forever since I've known anything about him.

Officer?

Uh, Giovà?

-What? -The truck hasn't arrived.

What do I do? Call him?

Yeah, we should just keep pushing 'em.

Yeah. I'll call him back. Keep you posted.

Thank you.

Sorry again. I really am sorry.

Do you have any idea what shape the girl's in?

How in the world am I supposed to know?

You won't let me see her.

Would you at least tell her I'm here?

I'm sorry.

Um, Giorgio's mother is here. She wants to talk to you.

No, I don't… I don't know, Mom.

Tell her Viola doesn't wanna see her.

My daughter is pregnant.

Don't get her more worked up. Please leave.

I will. But first, I need to know a few things.

Tell me if you want me to get rid of her.

How far along are you?

He's eight months.

Why're you here?

What did Giorgio do for work?

He worked at the research department at Naples Biochemical.

Did he possibly have problems at work with anyone?

He was loved by everyone who knew him.

He was a really sweet person.

And when did he get home?

Nine or so.

It had just stopped raining. He went to go take a shower.

He had something to eat

and took Rita out for a walk like he always did.

Look, I don't get what's going on here. I really don't.

I'm just trying to get all the details.

What details? It was an accident.

Now, you answer one of our questions.

How could you abandon your child?

Just like that. He was seven.

I fell in love, and so Giorgio wouldn't see me anymore.

Sara Morozzi?

-Yeah. -Come on in.

-Want a coffee? -No, thanks.

You're a Naples cop, aren't you?

Well…I'm creating a team of incredibly skilled agents

who are willing to dedicate their lives to this job completely.

We're facing new challenges, and we can't afford to screw up.

Naples is a new challenge every day, isn't it?

This is way beyond Naples. Or any raids or arrests.

Do you care to elaborate?

As I was leaving a café with my morning coffee,

I read some graffiti on a wall.

"The Years of Lead are over."

"Now, let's enjoy the years of hot, steaming shit."

Sure, the Years of Lead have come and gone,

but the terrorist groups… are still here.

They're just more insidious, hybrid, hidden.

That's what my secret service team is for.

It's to shovel up all the shit.

My God. You're an old lady.

You too. But you hide it better.

I'm sorry about your son.

Is the man who just left a new recruit or a friend?

Someone useful.

So work's the same old, same old?

Actually, a lot has changed now.

They gave us this American software that crosschecks data and alerts us

to anyone suspicious.

You're still the ones doing the field interceptions, though?

Of course we are. Obviously.

Didn't you hear I'm the one in charge now?

No. But you're good, so I'm glad to hear it.

You're full of it.

You should've taken Massimiliano's place, not me.

What we were doing only made sense to me and him.

To see him die like that must've been really awful.

We kept tabs best we could, but…

You know the rules. We couldn't contact you.

But I imagine you didn't come to rehash the past.

No.

The thing with Giorgio…

Wasn't that accidental?

Well, he was writing or reading a text when he was killed.

And I would like to know who was on the other end.

As well as anything you can get off of this.

I think he killed himself, but I need to know if that's true or not.

So I'm asking you for help.

I can't do it alone.

You know I shouldn't be giving you the time of day right now.

Considering how you left.

I'll reach out soon.

What way?

The usual way.

Some things are still the same.

NO ENTRY RISK OF DEATH

-Hi, Teresa. -Morning.

How's it going?

Going good.

Hey! How are things today?

What's going on?

It's been pretty calm, honestly.

-Do you believe this fuckin' guy? -What's he doing?

Every time he walks into Tarallo's office, it's like he has to look at the camera.

Did you explain to him the secret service should be, like, secret?

It's fine. Those guys don't notice shit.

What can you get off of this, besides just what's on it?

-Whatever's on the Cloud. -Mm, great.

I need everything. Call log, location history, all of it.

Can't ask the phone company to do it.

-I gotta hack into it? -Hack away!

Oh my god! But it's a pain in the ass! It'll throw me outta my flow state.

Back when you were still sucking on your mom's tit,

I worked with an agent who, without microphones, or even headphones,

with fucking nothing, just by looking at a guy's lips,

could tell what he was saying word for word.

I've never seen someone who could read lips like her.

-Huh. -And what the fuck happened to her?

She thinks she's done.

But I don't think so.

"Part of your gift is missing."

"But you were always the best at waiting."

What are you doing?

You regretting it?

I miss him.

NAPLES BIOCHEMICAL

Good morning.

-Morning. -I'm Giorgio's mother.

I'd like to speak with your boss.

Sure, follow me.

Can I just say, we're all so sorry about what happened.

Thank you.

Andrea, may I?

Just a sec.

"Are you sure? Giorgio said she died years ago."

"Okay, fine, then. Let her in."

"Let those guys know I'll be 20 minutes late."

"Colonel Prati's waiting for you at the base."

"Let her wait."

"If I'm taking Giorgio's place,

it doesn't make sense to send someone else."

-He'll see you now. -Thank you.

We're all devastated about what happened.

My deepest condolences, ma'am.

Was Giorgio happy?

Yeah. I think so.

I mean, he really liked his job.

He was about to become a dad.

So, the day of the accident, you filled in for him in "LP."

In his texts to you, he was very adamant about that.

But why?

Because he needed the afternoon off.

I don't know the reason. I didn't ask. Why?

What is this "LP"?

Sorry, ma'am, but what's with all the questions?

Why do you wanna know all that?

'Cause he's not here anymore.

I want to know all there is to know.

I'm sorry, but I can't tell you.

Our clients are important to us.

They ask for our full discretion.

Did he have any specific duties here? A lot of responsibility?

A job he screwed up?

Giorgio never screwed up.

Was that Giorgio's?

Yeah.

To Giorgio, I really was dead.

-Hi there. -Andrea Lo Giudice. I'm a little late.

Let me verify that.

Mr. Lo Giudice!

"Colonel Prati. How are you?"

"I'll handle everything, at least for now."

"I've already accessed the data Giorgio had collected before the accident."

"They're encrypted files."

"Don't worry."

PIZZA. AT YOUR PLACE.

How the fuck can you live in this shithole?

Massimiliano wouldn't approve.

Massimiliano's dead.

The dead can't approve or disapprove of anything.

Here's the data from Giorgio's phone.

Is there a minibar in this shithole?

There is.

I, uh, took the liberty of sneaking a peek, if you don't mind.

You know the former NATO base in Proto?

No. Why?

Your son went there every afternoon from 2:30 to 8:30.

But on the day he died, he didn't.

Went to Lago Patria, the new base.

Why'd he go to a closed base in Proto?

The city took the area over.

From what I understand, they're… decommissioning it.

But if you know more, and I know you do, Brownie…

you better tell me all that you know.

I saw storage containers, core sampling, experts in masks and hazmat suits.

Giorgio wasn't emptying storage rooms.

He had a chemistry degree.

Mm. Okay, fine.

But now you have to sit tight, because the army is involved.

I remember being cautious used to piss you off.

It still does, all right?

I'm not being cautious. I'm strategic.

But maybe Giorgio got a hold of something he shouldn't have, you know?

Forget it, you need to stop creating conspiracies,

assuming he was like you.

I don't think it's that crazy.

Maybe he couldn't deal with something he discovered and killed himself.

Just lemme see what I can find.

This beer sucks.

Ciao.

Always a pleasure having pizza together.

Always a pleasure having pizza together.

As for the kid you're staring down at, yes, I do sometimes use him as a driver.

Mind your own fucking business.

-Who is it? -I'd like to speak to Viola.

Viola isn't feeling well.

Besides, she has no intention of speaking to you.

I'll wait for her. Tell her it's important.

His work things and diary are in here.

I didn't find anything weird in there, but knock yourself out.

How long were you and Giorgio together?

A few years.

How did you meet each other?

What is it you want from me? Huh?

You realize that my mother says I shouldn't even say hi to you

out of respect for Giorgio?

That's true.

I have no right.

Not even to feel upset when I see someone took his name off the doorbell

before he was even cold.

Wait, what?

Where did you come from?

-Stay! Stay. -Boris!

Boris!

Evening.

Well, well. Look who he found.

How you doing?

Fine, thanks.

Listen, I was going to call you tonight, but seeing as I ran into you--

What a coincidence.

Because you just so happen to take your dog to piss here.

I live over there. Hmm?

I always bring him here for a walk.

Only he never stays still.

He runs off before I can get a leash on him, all right?

Anyway, I wanted to say that we……talked to Terzani again.

And from how he explains the dynamics,

it would appear that…

…um…

That your partner killed himself.

I'm sorry.

That's why you asked me all those questions the other night?

To figure out if he had a reason to kill himself?

Did you ever think abandoning him might have messed him up?

That's bullshit. Giorgio wasn't depressed.

As he left, he told me to pick out a movie for us.

Does that sound like someone who would throw themselves

in front of the next car passing by?

If it turns out that's what actually happened,

you should prepare yourself for a fight with the insurance company.

What? What insurance?

Your boyfriend he, uh… took out a life insurance policy.

For you. Well, you and the baby.

I never knew that.

I'm so tired.

You can keep all that.

If that's your son's, you gotta hand it over.

Hey!

I don't think I will, Pardo.

Excuse me?

You're not even on duty. So go and subpoena me if you want it.

Have a nice walk.

LAGO PATRIA MILITARY BASE

Yeah?

From 7:00 a.m. to 10:00 a.m.

AIR FORCE BASE

Sure, I can take it up to your room.

There's a little extra charge.

Goodbye.

Yep. Good night.

You see, Sara?

We have a guy with balls now.

-Who are you talking about? -Tarallo.

I don't like him at all.

Ah, so you think he's a fascist. You're one of those.

Listen, there are no fascists anymore.

This guy's good for the country.

He's not a fascist.

We'll see, won't we?

TARALLO'S COMEBACK THE CANDIDATE IS AHEAD IN THE NEW POLLS

Have a smoke after.

Hey.

Hey.

Are you making me coffee?

I can never just surprise you, can I?

Aren't you late?

Yeah, well, I… wanted to bring it to you in bed.

Mm.

Y'know, I probably should've picked Tarallo over you.

Right, that's what I pay you for.

-Yeah. -What's he need you to do?

His talk for, uh… for the Islamic community.

I gotta rework his whole speech.

Mm.

He wants me to add that he worked in Lebanon for ten years.

That he's like a brother to them,

but that security is a universal right,

whether you practice Christianity or Islam.

So he can throw in his catchphrase, "More security in the world."

"More freedom for the world."

-What's after? -Uh…

You know… the usual meeting.

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah for six hours.

Sometimes in the blah, blah, blah, there's important stuff.

Gotta sift through it all.

During the years of the bombings,

dossiers from resources like you were instrumental.

Oh, were they?

Let me get this straight.

You brought resources back to your bed then too.

Obviously.

Except I'd kill them after.

So, um…

I'm curious why you're so interested in Tarallo.

Yeah, no. If you start asking questions, I'll have to kill you right now.

No.

But, um…

I mean, if you think there's more there than what we see,

tell me.

So I can know what I'm in for.

I'm not thinking anything.

I watch him like anyone else.

You're the one who should keep his eyes open.

You got that?

Now go on. Beat it, kid.

Morning.

-Morning. -ID, please.

Sure.

-Go ahead. -Thanks.

Morning.

Good morning.

We actually have a back entrance for service providers.

-Ah. -Yeah.

I wasn't really aware of that. I've never been here, you see?

I'm filling in for Pinelli.

Right, the substitute. They told us about you.

-Yeah. -Is Pinelli not feeling well?

Oh no, he's fine.

He just had to go to the regional office to accompany a new trainee, you see.

-Okay. -Yeah.

We aren't military, but we train as well.

Listen, since you're so kind to assist, uh, my boss told me someone…

-A Colonel Prati, it might've been? -Silvia Prati, sure.

-Yeah, that was it. -Yeah.

Complained the vending machine was broken.

But I, uh…

-Right. -Where is it?

Hold on, I'll check what floor it's on.

Sure.

-First floor. -Thanks.

ELECTRICAL PANELS AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL ONLY

ITALIAN AIR FORCE

Morning, Colonel Prati. Nothing to worry about.

It was a false alarm.

Ah, good morning, miss.

Sorry. What are you doing here?

I'm sorry. I was cleaning, you see.

I was in here yesterday, and…

and seemed to have misplaced my necklace.

But now I found it.

-I'll get outta your hair. -No, wait a second.

Would you please repeat your name?

I didn't give you my name, why?

Do I know you from somewhere? You just seem very familiar.

Uh, it's always a possibility, but…

'Cause, I mean, I work in the building.

But I think I just have one of those faces, you know?

See ya.

Where the fuck do you think you're going?

Don't move.

I found her.

Were you spying on me?

No, I know you.

What'd you shoplift in there?

What did I "shoplift"? Nothing.

I just walked into the office of a colonel involved in clearing out the Proto base.

But I found fuck all. Who was that?

He owes me lots of favors and doesn't ask questions.

You said something to help him track me down.

Of course I did.

I told him if he happened to see a crazy, homeless-looking woman wandering around,

he should tell me.

-And he found you. -I'm not dressed like a homeless woman.

And two, I didn't sneak in. I walked through the door.

Well, bravo. And who helped you?

Someone who owes me favors and doesn't ask questions.

You know what? Fuck you, Brownie.

I asked you to give me time, but you only cared about yourself.

You didn't care about the mess, did you?

-Get in. -Hold on.

There are two sets of keys among Giorgio's personal effects.

There's one with a tag. It's plastic. Two numbers on it.

One and fifteen.

If I get it myself, it'll cause problems.

All right.

We'll meet in front of the grocery store in Port'Alba,

tomorrow at 1:00 p.m.

Got that?

But this'll be the last favor I do for you.

-They're breathing down my neck. -Understand?

Chomping at the bit to close the unit.

Lembo can only offer so much protection.

Lembo's their stooge.

And what the fuck would you know?

About what we've all become?

What Lembo's become? You wouldn't know shit.

See? This really isn't supposed to happen.

Tamburi.

The big shot's paying us a visit.

Who's that?

Lembo. I'll go greet him.

I mean, after all, he's the guy that signs the checks.

What are they saying? Can you read their mouths?

"With what all this stuff cost us, it's not that bad."

"I have some new recruits I'd like you to meet."

Well, shit. If I had known, I would've gotten dolled up.

"Tell me Tamburi, which one of these ladies

are you sleeping with?"

Mr. Lembo.

Pandolfi and Morozzi.

It's a pleasure.

Ma'am, you dropped this.

Thanks.

Shit!

No, no, no, no!

No, no, no, no, no!

What the fuck do you want?

Colonel Silvia Prati.

I'm Giorgio's mother.

I'd recognize those eyes anywhere.

"S and G."

A gift from Giorgio?

Were the two of you having an affair?

When we laid eyes on each other, there was no going back from there.

We first met on the job three years ago.

Then a year later, I found out I was sick, and I left him without explaining why.

Somehow, he found out.

Giorgio heard I was sick and came to see me just the other morning.

He said he'd rented this apartment and that he'd wait for me here.

And I made him wait for me.

Why not?

Because he was about to become a father.

And 'cause I'm not sure if I'm even going to make it,

so how could I ask him to give his whole life up?

Ludovico says this love is what's killing me.

But I truly believe it's because I didn't follow my heart.

Ludovico?

He's my doctor.

Ludovico Terzani.

My rebound after Giorgio… I don't even know why I did it.

Maybe to try and forget him… Anyway, it was a short fling.

He's married, but that's not why I ended it.

I just didn't love him.

ONCOLOGY CLINIC

But he decided to stand by me anyway.

And as a patient, I feel safe with him.

Even though… sometimes, he can be suffocating.

I'm a doctor. I save lives, but now…

I hate to admit it, but we were both right.

As usual.

There's no sinister plot behind Giorgio's death.

Mystery didn't join us together after all.

So I can't give you the keys. I got rid of 'em.

I don't want them given to Viola along with Giorgio's personal effects.

She can't know he was cheating.

He was cheating on her?

Well, it's complicated, really.

But jealousy doesn't give a fuck about details.

♪ Turn around, bright eyes ♪

♪ Every now and then I fall apart ♪

♪ And I need you now, tonight ♪

♪ And I need you more than ever ♪

♪ And if you only hold me tight ♪

♪ We'll be holding on forever ♪

♪ And we'll only be making it right ♪

♪ 'Cause we'll never be wrong ♪

♪ Together, we can take it To the end of the line ♪

♪ Your love is like a shadow On me all of the time ♪

♪ All of the time ♪

♪ I don't know what to do And I'm always in the dark ♪

♪ We're living in a powder keg And giving off sparks ♪

♪ I really need you tonight ♪

♪ Forever's gonna start tonight ♪

♪ Forever's gonna start tonight ♪

♪ Once upon a time I was falling in love ♪

♪ Now I'm only falling apart ♪

♪ There's nothing I can do ♪

♪ A total eclipse of the heart ♪

♪ Once upon a time There was light in my life ♪

♪ But now there's only love in the dark ♪

♪ Nothing I can say ♪

♪ A total eclipse of the heart ♪

Subtitle translation by: Paola Porciello