All language subtitles for Vanina.S01E02.720p.WEB.Italian.H264-JFF.Eng

I'm sorry you had to pack up
and drive all this way.

Nina, you decided
things should stay like this between us.

I brought what you left at my house,
like you asked.

- What did I leave? Some books, some DVDs?
- Some books, some DVDs?

- Sir, shall we help you?
- Thank you, Nello. You're very kind.

Do we want to talk about
the bulldog lamp?

Cecè Culunchiummatu,
a present from my middle school friends.

Well, then...

I also found a picture of one eating.

- When you look a certain way, he gets fat.
- Pippo Pappalasagn!

- That's funny, though.
- If you say so.

All right, I admit it.
I'm a crazy hoarder.

Yes.

The circle is complete.

You have your stuff back, and I...

I made a lot of space.

I'm sure you'll miss Pippo Pappalasagna!

Never as much as you.

Bye, Nello.

- What's wrong, what's this emergency?
- Come, I'll show you.

All we needed was
this black sand tonight!

This way.
It happened upstairs.

There it is, Mr. Alfio.

The tree has been dry for a long time.

- It snapped and smashed the window.
- What a mess, just what we needed.

We need to get everything fixed.

Make sure there's no damage
in the next room.

- OK.
- Take a good look.

- Everything OK there, Mr. Alfio.
- What is this?

Let's move this statue, come here.

What is this?

Is it a service elevator?

Let's go downstairs
and see where it leads.

Come on.

It's got to be there. Let's move
this cupboard, give me a hand.

There it is. See that?

It's a service elevator.

What are you doing? Give me a hand.

- Oh, God!
- Shit.

I can't believe it.

Come on. Enough with this face,
let's get you some makeup.

- No, come on, stop it.
- Yes!

A little blush and lipstick will bring
the Bride of Frankenstein back to life.

Thank you.

Anyway,
I knew I shouldn't have gone to Palermo.

Not just because of Paolo,
but my sister is getting married

- and she's asked me to be her maid of honour.
- Why are you so sad about it?

I hate weddings because all my relatives
look at me weird, I can't stand them!

And you don't have a boyfriend
or a partner, right?

Anyway, your sister has nothing to
do with it. You're sad about Paolo.

Show me your lips.

- I know.
- Have you considered changing your mind?

No, Giuli.
It's over with Paolo, period.

What about Manfredi,
the motorcycle-riding doctor?

What happened with him?
Did you two start something?

Yes, I liked Manfredi.
But then Paolo reappeared.

I can't do this to him
and have a crisis when Paolo texts me.

Vani! Not Paolo, not Manfredi.
Should we go ahead and become nuns?

- I don't know, you tell me.
- A boy toy.

What are you saying, Vanina?

You know perfectly well that you're too
beautiful and young to have a boy toy.

Are you done with this noise?
I want to sleep!

- You're right, ma'am. It's her!
- Sorry, it's my friend!

- Yeah, right. My friend...
- Oh, God.

- Spanò, tell me.
- Boss, they found a body in a villa.

- Murdered?- Maybe.

- What do you mean "maybe"?
- It's not easy to understand.

I'm coming.

- I have to go.
- Where are you going?

- I can't believe it...
- Let's see if you understand now!

Thanks.

I can't believe she did that.

- OK...
- Where are you going, Vanina?

Lo Faro.

Excuse me.

- What are you doing with your phone?
- I've been waiting for you.

Have you seen the black sand?
Mount Etna is pissed!

Just what we needed.

You should keep an umbrella in the car.

And you should leave your phone at home.

Yes, the entrance is that way.

Good evening.

Good evening.

Boss.

Why are you so wet?

- I'll tell you later, where is it?
- Follow me.

- What kind of place is this?
- I know. You can't even breathe with all the dust.

Were you in the shower when I called?

Spanò, where's the body?

Here.

Fuck.

That's right.

I've seen people slaughtered, hands and
feet tied behind their back, burned alive,

but I've never seen anything like this.

Me neither.

- Marta, was there anything in here with the body?
- Yes.

A purse.

A vanity case,
a bottle of perfume and a metal box.

- It looks like a safety deposit box.
- Who found the body?

Alfio Burrano. The Burrano family
has owned this villa forever.

- Where is he?
- Over there, come with me.

There he is.

- Deputy Commissioner Guarrasi.
- Aren't you young for a deputy commissioner?

- Is that a problem?
- No, actually... congratulations.

How long have you lived here?

I don't live here.
I come here on weekends.

And obviously never in these rooms.

Let's say I rarely come
to this part of the house.

If it wasn't for the tree
that broke the window...

- And which rooms do you use?
- The west wing.

- I renovated it with my aunt's permission.
- Why your aunt?

The house is hers.

- Did she live here?
- No, my Aunt Teresa never lived here.

Then who lived here?
Because someone did.

Yes, her husband.
My uncle Gaetano.

- But ever since he died, no one has lived here.
- When did your uncle die?

When did he die...

At least 50 years ago,
but I never met him.

- We're done for now.
- Excuse me, if I may...

I like your hair like
this, the wet style.

It's not a hairstyle.
It's wet.

- Pappalardo, anything in the purse?
- No, nothing that can help identify her.

I'll get you everything we've found
as soon as possible.

Thank you. Can I see what's in
the safe deposit box right now?

Of course.

Damn! Did they hide the dead body
with all this money?

- What are you looking at?
- The date of issue.

February 1970.

I want to know everything you can
find on the Burranos. The coroner?

He'll be here in half an hour.

- Have him call me tomorrow.
- Sure.

They said the body was a little old,

but you could have called
the archaeologist directly!

- Did you find the time of death?
- No.

After a number of years, it's no longer
possible to determine the exact time.

The clothes she was wearing
were from the early '70s, I think.

- Yes, I agree.
- Can you explain the mummification?

It was the iron grid of the service
elevator. It drained the liquids,

or we'd have only found bones.

Did you see her face?

- It looks like she was screaming.
- Yes, it's kind of shocking.

But it could be nothing.

It could simply be due to the relaxation
of the mandible after her death.

- Do you know if she was murdered?
- It's hard to tell. Yes, it's kind of shocking.

She could have been strangled or poisoned,
but it's impossible to determine now.

But one thing's for sure.

The service elevator was locked from the
outside. So she couldn't have locked herself in.

So this is murder.
Anything else?

- She was young, between 25 and 35 years old.
- That's it?

Yes, that's it, Vanina. Do you realise
we're talking about a mummy?

I'm a doctor.
I don't have a crystal ball.

Spanò, did you find out anything?

Boss, you can doubt
that the stars are fireballs,

that the sun rises and sets,
that the truth is false and dirty...

but you can never doubt me.

OK, I'll see you at the café.

The crystal ball!

Bye.

Spanò, why do you read those?

My wife used to tell me I didn't
understand women, so I thought...

- You want to study those magazines?
- Won't it work?

- Spanò, why don't you just look for a woman?
- Who, me?

No, how could I?
We work too much, forget it.

What did you find out?

You remember Alfio Burrano
told us his Uncle Gaetano

lived in the villa? And after he died,
nobody else lived there.

Uncle Gaetano didn't die
of natural causes. He was killed.

The murder happened
right there in Villa Sciara.

- And why didn't Burrano tell us?
- Who knows?

Does the owner, Teresa Burrano,
have any children or relatives?

No, Teresa Burrano has no children.
Alfio Burrano is her only family.

I want to talk to her this morning.
I want to see the villa later

- and I want her nephew there.
- Sure, boss... but your breakfast!

I'll take it.

- How is Cecilia?
- Better now.

You know, the other day I found out
it was your birthday.

Yes, two months ago.

That's right, and I thought
I'd give you a little present.

Oh!
Thank you, that's nice.

- It's a film. About war.
- It's one of my favourites.

- Good morning.
- Good morning, boss.

Sorry, I didn't hear you coming.

Lo Faro, not even a five-year-old
would watch this stuff.

I'm sorry.
But they're geniuses.

Forget the concept of "genius".
It's not for you.

So far all we know
is that the woman was young,

between 25 and 35.
So according to the banknote date,

we have to check all the missing
persons reports between 1969 and 1975.

Perfect.

- Nunnari, tell us about Burrano's death.
- Yes, Captain.

The Burranos have always been a very
rich and powerful family in Catania.

Gaetano Burrano, the last
person who lived in Villa Sciara,

was shot to death
in December 1970 in his office.

It seemed like a mafia job.

The police handled it.

Masino di Stefano was arrested. He
administrated Gaetano Burrano's affairs

and had links with the mafia
through the Zinna family.

The Zinnas, right.
What was the motive?

Gaetano Burrano didn't allow
the building of an aqueduct on his lands

and the Zinnas got rid of him.

Get some intel on the trial.
I'm going to talk to Teresa Burrano.

- Marta, come with me.
- Sure.

Come on, Marta.

Hello.

- Are you with the police?
- Yes, I called.

- Shouldn't you show your badge?
- Sure, just give me a minute.

There you go.

There's the picture.
Deputy Commissioner Guarrasi.

Great.

- Who are you?
- Clelia Santadriano,

Mrs. Burrano's personal secretary.
Ma'am, I would like to stress

that Mrs. Burrano has shown
openness to this meeting.

- Meaning what?
- Nothing. I just wanted to point that out.

And I'll point out
that we're investigating a murder.

The lady is of a certain age,
any strong emotion could be dangerous.

- I advised her against it.
- And I'll point out,

because I'm pointing it out,
that I'm doing my job. That's all.

We can go.

- Good morning, Deputy Commissioner Guarrasi.
- Please, have a seat.

My nephew Alfio
has already told me everything.

- Did you know about the service elevator?
- No, I never went to Villa Sciara.

- Do you smoke?
- Yes.

That's good.

As far as I know, your husband
spent a lot of time in Sciara.

- Didn't you ever go with him?
- No.

- And why is that?
- I liked being here in town.

I loved my social life.

Whereas Gaetano...

he loved another kind of mundanity.

Blessed youth!

At my age,
there's no point in being hypocritical.

In those days a man,
especially if he was as rich as Gaetano,

didn't feel at all obligated
to be faithful to his wife.

There, in that villa,
my husband had his life,

and the less I knew the better.

And were there a lot of women
around your husband?

Countless.
Do you know what a harem is?

- Maybe even more.
- And besides your husband's lovers,

who could have known
about that service elevator?

Besides his administrator, no one.

- Masino Di Stefano.
- Yes, Masino di Stefano.

He was the only one
who regularly went to Villa Sciara.

The only person
my idiot of a husband trusted.

The only one who didn't deserve it.

Would your husband
have been able to kill someone?

Who, my Gaetano?
Absolutely not. He wasn't a violent man.

Yes, he was a great womanizer.
But apart from that, pardon my French...

he was a pussy.

And...

as far as you know, did anyone ever
disappear in your husband's entourage?

I don't think so.
But I never met any of his lovers.

I didn't want to get
involved in his mess.

Thank you.

We're done for now.

One last question.
Your nephew Alfio told us

that no one has lived in the villa
since your husband's death.

- Is that so?
- Yes.

As soon as the police finished the
investigation, I gave orders to close it.

You can understand that I didn't want
anything to do with that villa any-more.

Come with me.

Goodbye.

We have six missing women and four
were found. Three alive and one dead.

- The others?
- They don't match the age of the body.

So our dead woman is someone
no one ever reported missing.

- OK. Nunnari, did you get intel on the trial?
- Yes, Captain, I did.

Stefano's Masino was sentenced
to life in prison

for the murder of Gaetano Burrano and
died of a heart attack in jail in 1997.

He always maintained his innocence,
but everything pointed to him.

- Such as?
- First of all on the night of the murder,

a few witnesses saw him come
out of the villa and he was very upset.

And then Teresa, Gaetano Burrano's wife,
and Arturo Renna, the family notary,

stated at the time that Gaetano Burrano

had always refused
to give up the land to the Zinnas.

And that Masino di Stefano would
have made a lot from the aqueduct deal.

- So the motive was clear.
- There's something else, boss.

Gaetano Burrano owned
a beautiful luxury car, a Mercedes W109.

A copy of the keys were found
at Masino Di Stefano's house

and the car disappeared.
Masino swore he didn't know about it,

but the police thought
he had stolen it to sell it.

Masino Di Stefano would have stolen and sold
the car of the man he just killed? That's crazy!

No, boss, the thing is...
Masino Di Stefano was a gambler.

Everyone knew he was in debt
and needed money.

Ma'am, forensics gave us
the mummy's finds.

Where should I put them?

Jewels...

A bag...

An empty perfume bottle with no lid.

They counted it, it's 50 million lire.

50 million?
That was a lot of money back then.

I don't get it, they killed the woman
and then left the money in there?

Maybe they wanted to hide the money.

I don't think so, otherwise
they would have come to get it.

And now it's just useless paper.

Deputy Commissioner Guarrasi, welcome.
It's nice seeing you, how are you?

You're the only one
happy to see the police.

- That depends on the officer.
- Of course.

Let's sit down, but be careful.
The volcanic ash never fails.

- Is he hitting on our boss?
- Is he what?

Hitting on her!

Marta, you go ahead.

Coming.

The terrace is beautiful.
The view is breathtaking.

Why didn't you tell me yesterday
that your Uncle Gaetano was killed here?

- Honestly, I didn't think it was important.
- Burrano, don't piss me off.

It was for my aunt.
You don't know her.

My uncle's death, killed by the Mafia,
wasn't just the grief for her.

It was also a scandal
for the whole family.

- And now this body we found...
- Why do you care so much about her?

Why?

You must know how rich she is.
And I'm her only heir.

I have to be good to her.

Burrano, what's your job?

Why don't you call me Alfio?
Let's stop with the formalities.

- Tell me.
- I run a wine company.

A wonderful wine,
especially last year's. In fact...

I'll give you a nice case of wine,
you let me know how it is.

- Is it yours?
- What?

- The wine company, is it yours?
- No.

I'm afraid that's my aunt's too.

Commissioner, I was wondering... would you
like to have lunch together one of these days

so maybe we can talk more comfortably?

And what should we talk about
more comfortably?

About the dead woman.
Maybe I can help you in some way.

It's nice that you want to make
yourself useful, I appreciate it.

But useful how?

I was thinking...
some memories, some news.

I always think of special,
important things.

But let me remind you that at the time,
you weren't even born

or at best you were drinking your mother's
milk. So I don't think you'd be useful.

Thanks anyway.

I'll take these.

Because...

- Yes, I think I'll take them.
- Hi, girls.

Hi, Vanina.

Hi, Vanina.
Do you want to play cards?

Thank you, Bettina, but I'm so tired
tonight. And I always lose with them.

- Unlucky in cards, lucky in love.
- Sure.

We know.

For you!

Fresh pasta with fish sauce
and beccafico sardines. I made them.

Each of us prepares a dish,
but there are always leftovers. Take it.

Thank you, you saved me
from a very sad white pasta.

That's a profanity!
You can always come knock at my door.

All right.

- Enjoy, dear.
- Thank you for everything.

Good night.

- Let's continue.
- So this one's finished, put the cards in order...

The black sandstorm
is still plaguing Catania,

with ash coming Etna's depths.

It's been covering the city
and its surroundings for days...

- Hello, dear.
- Hello, little wildflower.

- I ironed some clothes.
- That's why Carmelina comes here.

Don't worry, it relaxes me. And I
iron a lot better than Carmelina, look.

Not even a wrinkle.

I always tell you that you're the perfect man.
- And you're the perfect woman.

Your taste in films could be improved.
What's this stuff?

"The Trench."

Nunnari gave it to me.

- Huh?
- Nunnari.

- Who, the green hat?
- Yes.

- What does he want from you?
- Nothing, he's just kind.

Just kind?
He's hitting on you.

I'll send him to arrest sheep thieves
on the Madonie, I swear!

Tito, what are you saying?

Marta, you don't need a therapist
to understand the message.

He sees himself
as the super-hot soldier,

and you're the lady soldier
who's all over him.

- What are you afraid of?
- I'm not afraid of anything.

But you could tell him
you have a partner.

No, we've already talked about it.

If I say I have a partner, they'll
have questions. They're really gossipy.

OK, but somehow
you could make him understand

that this trench is impenetrable
and there's no passing the front...

so maybe in his language
he understands it, this bison!

Says the dragonfly.

What do you mean?
I just have some water retention,

but I'm slim, I have a good figure.

Yes, you have a good figure.

Cecè...

Let's put it there.

What are you doing here?

- Nina, what happened?-
Paolo, the onion.

The onion?

Grandpa Giurlanno's watch
was in one of the boxes.

- And how did it end up there?
- You're asking me?

- You packed everything.
- I know, maybe while I was packing...

- It must have ended up there by mistake.
- Nice picture, though.

See, you like it?

- You loved him.
- I added that on when he died.

- Do you want me to send it to you?
- Send it?

No, there's no need.

Let's do this, you keep it
and you give it to me next time we meet.

- OK.
- Take care of it.

Of course.
Grandpa Giurlanno's watch is sacred.

- I need to go. Bye, Paolo.
- Thank you, Nina.

Bye.

- Hello, friend!
- What are you doing dressed like that?

I keep fit.
Don't you?

- No, it's too hard.
- Of course.

- Is this how you do autopsies?
- I have a change of clothes.

Listen, Luca and I thought we'd go to
Noto on Sunday. Do you want to join us?

- Yes, thank you.
- Of course, tell Giuli too.

I'll tell her but I think
she already has plans.

She has plans...
Is she seeing someone?

- You know her.
- All right, we'll find out. Bye.

Bye.

Don't break too many hearts!

- Ma'am, excuse me. Good morning.
- Lo Faro.

A gentleman wants to talk to you.
His name is Patanè.

- What does he want?
- I don't know.

Who, Patanè Biagio?

Biagio, over there.

How should I know?

He didn't want to talk to me.

He looked at me strangely
like I was supposed to know him.

I'll introduce you
to the Deputy Commissioner...

Do you know the great Patanè?

- Should I?
- Detective Patanè!

Retired.

He ran our division, like you.
He was my first boss.

Nice to meet you,
Deputy Commissioner Guarrasi.

The pleasure's all mine.

I need to talk to you.

Sure.

Would you like some chocolate from
Modica with pistachios and hazelnuts?

Thank you, yes, I like it very much.

Chocolate...

besides being exquisite,
helps you think and stay awake.

You're an expert.
Tell me.

You see, ma'am, I split cases
into three major categories.

The first is
the cases you solve right away.

Then there are the ones you solve,
but only after a few mistakes.

And the third category
is for the cases you close...

but you still have a doubt.

And this doubt keeps lingering
in your head for years and years.

And for me, the case that belongs
to this third category,

the one that always stuck in my head
more than the rest,

is Gaetano Burrano's murder.

- Really?
- Yes.

Did you work the case?

I was a young detective back then,
and they were all very sure

that the killer was Masino Di Stefano.

- Everyone but you.
- I was nobody back then.

But that's not why,
when I read you found a body,

- I almost fell out of my chair.
- Tell me.

It was 1970.

Right after Burrano's murder.

A prostitute called the police station
and told me

that something serious had happened,
and asked that I go to her house.

I went, and she told me
that her friend Maria was missing.

Who was this Maria?

Her name was Maria Cutò.
She was a prostitute, yes,

but she was on another level.
Today we'd call her a "luxury escort".

Maria Cutò was beautiful.

She was the most famous prostitute
in all of Catania,

because half the men in Catania

were chasing her
and were in love with her.

But only the richest could afford her.

They showered her
with gifts, money, jewels...

- And she disappeared?
- I looked around...

but there was no trace of Maria Cutò.

But we had a problem
because her friend refused

to file a missing persons report.
So after a while,

Maria Cutò fell into oblivion
and nobody thought about her any-more.

And why did her friend
refuse to file the report?

Do you know who Maria Cutò's
biggest client was for years?

It was Gaetano Burrano.
So I think her friend

didn't want Maria involved in the
investigation into Burrano's murder.

What do you think?

I've always thought
that Maria Cutò's disappearance

had to be linked to Burrano's murder.

So you think the body we found
could be Maria Cutò?

That's a plausible hypothesis.

And then I seem to recall
that Maria Cutò had no close relatives

- and literally vanished into thin air.
- What was her friend's name?

Her stage name was Jasmine.

I've been trying to think of her real name
for two hours and I just can't remember.

I remember where she lived.
Via Carcaci.

- Do you want to go check it out?
- I couldn't ask for more.

It's here.

- That door?
- I think it's that door over there.

I think she lived here.

There's only one name here, Fresta.

Fresta Alfonsina!
That was Jasmine's real name.

Let's see if we're lucky.

No one's answering.
Maybe she's deaf, given her age.

Come on, Carmelo.
No one's here.

Detective!

- Detective Patanè!
- Forgive me, do I know you?

You were ringing at my house, Detective.
I'm Giosuè Fiscella.

Giosuè Curri Curri!

- Look how old you are!
- You too, Detective.

He's an old acquaintance of mine.

- Hi, do you know Alfonsina Fresta?
- Of course.

She's my wife, but please come in.

- Good morning, Mrs. Fresta.
- Good morning.

Detective, you look good.

Please, have a sit.

We're here for some information
about a friend of yours, Maria Cutò.

We know she disappeared mysteriously
53 years ago, is that correct?

Yes, correct.

Patanè told me that Maria
and Gaetano Burrano met frequently.

And what does that mean?

We found a woman's body in the
same villa where Burrano was killed,

and the body might be
from the time of the murder.

- Do you think it's Maria?
- We still don't know.

To know for sure we need your help.

We need to show you the objects and
clothes that were found with the body.

The detective could come with photos.

Patanè also told me that Maria
lived here in the same building.

Yes, she lived next door.

Was the house sold?

No, not sold. The house was
Maria's, and it stayed hers.

- Does anyone live there?
- No, no one's ever been in there.

Only Giosuè and I sometimes go to check
that everything's in order. That's it.

For years, you've been checking the
house of a woman who's probably dead?

Why is that weird? So if Maria came back,
she'd have found everything in order

and if she didn't...
What could we have done?

I want to see the house.

- You can go.
- Come with me.

- Is there still electricity?
- It shares power with our house.

Do come in.

It's exactly the same as 50 years ago.

At the time of Maria's disappearance,
I checked everything but found nothing.

That was her.
That... was Maria Cutò.

You're right, Detective.
She was really beautiful.

So beautiful you could lose your mind.

Spanò, call Nunnari and tell him
to check the real estate registry

- on Maria Cutò's house.
- Right away.

I'm sure Alfonsina didn't tell
us everything. Just a half-truth.

Yes, I have the same feeling.

Go back to them later and show them
the pictures and what we found.

Show them one by one
and observe their reactions.

Especially Alfonsina's,
she loved Maria very much.

- Do you think they'll talk?
- No, at least not for now.

They want to keep
Maria Cutò alive as long as possible.

What?

Alfonsina never reported
Maria's disappearance

because she was afraid that Maria might
be dead and the police could find out.

- And the reason is clear.
- Yeah, for the house.

- I see a cop's intuition never retires.
- No.

Alfonsina and Giosuè's house is attached
to Maria's, they share the metre.

And the owner is Maria.

Now as long as Maria is formally alive,
the two of them can keep the house

but if Maria is found dead,

the house goes to someone else
and they end up homeless.

Fuck. It's true.

The black sand keeps on accumulating.

Frequent rains of volcanic ash keep
falling on different parts of the city

and other areas around Etna...

- The mountain is angry, it's smoking!
- Yes, Agatino.

It must be fate.
Good morning.

Sure, it's fate.
The café in front of the police station!

- May I? So you don't eat alone.
- I already started.

Not a problem.
I think we should be friendlier.

- Is that necessary?
- No, just to get to know each other.

- So it is really necessary.
- Don't worry, I won't ask you about the deceased.

- My aunt is enough.
- What do you mean?

She spends her days swearing at me
because I found the body.

She's old-fashioned, afraid of scandals.

- We could do it, though.
- What?

Be friendlier.

Get to know each other better...
we could go out one of these days.

- Let's go have fun.
- Sure.

- You do look like a fun person to me.
- You can say that again!

I don't like to brag, I'm very modest,

but I go to the best places. There's
no fashionable place I'm not invited to.

Is it fun being your aunt's punchball?

No, maybe not.

I'm doing it for the inheritance.

- For how long?
- Basically since I was born.

The only nephew, the only heir.

- And she always gave the orders.
- What about your parents?

They put up with it. Do you have any
idea how much my aunt's assets are worth?

About 80 million euros.

- Does she at least like you a little?
- Quite the opposite.

She's going to leave everything to me.
I'm the only heir, it's like I'm her son.

But I'm not her son and so to unload,
she treats me like shit.

The vineyard was an excuse
to stop me from graduating.

- Why?
- With a degree, I could have done anything.

Had a happy life. But I would
have been out of her control.

This is the situation,
my dear Deputy Commissioner.

She'll give me everything. But as long as
she lives, she wants to have power over me.

- But you had a choice.
- What is there to choose?

With all this money,
you can never choose.

So let me have some fun...
at least this!

- I'm sorry, Alfio. I have to go.
- Should I pick you up later?

No, I'm not going out with you.

Soldier Nunnari, tell me.

Boss, there's something weird
about the house on Via Carcaci.

It has two owners.

Two owners? Who are they?

Cutò Maria and Cutò Rita.

- Who's this Cutò Rita?
- Rita Cutò was born in 1967.

She is Maria Cutò's daughter.

- The father is unknown, though.
- A daughter?

So when Maria disappeared, she was
three years old. What happened to her?

She disappeared into thin air,
just like her mother.

I could only find her birth certificate
and the deed to the house.

Nothing else.

It's weird that Alfonsina didn't tell us
about her friend's daughter.

Spanò, when you go to see them,
ask about the child.

- They won't expect it.
- Sure, boss.

You see? You're prettier with lipstick.

Every once in a while...
Look where I brought you.

Prettier for speed dating?

This looks like
the worst place in town to me.

No, Vanina, don't do that.
Don't be so negative.

This is the only place in Catania
I haven't been to yet.

Let's give it a try, then we'll see.

Giuli, this place must've been fashionable
when you and I were playing with dolls.

You can answer that if you're brave.

But why don't you sign up
for a dating app? That's easier.

You think I didn't try?

So Vanina, if you want to help me,
this is your big chance

to prove your friendship
because I'm not going in there alone.

All right.

But if you meet a serial killer and end up
in a pool of blood, remember I warned you.

- Where are you going? Wait...
- Come on!

- Spanò?- Good evening, boss.

- Have you been to their house?
- Yes, boss, it went exactly as you said.

- They didn't recognise the
body.- No, they didn't recognise it.

Excuse my French, but fuck...
were they shocked by the photo!

Giosuè was white as a ghost
and Alfonsina was bewildered.

- What did they say about the house?-
Nothing, they pretended to be shocked

but I'm sure they know something.

- What do we do now?
- Let's wait. We made our move.

- All right, good night.
- Vanina!

- Come on, the gong's started!
- What gong?

Long live love!

Wow! I've never seen
such a beautiful woman in here.

I come here every night, and every night

I leave with the prettiest girl in here.

Tonight, I think you won.

You're lucky.

- What's your job?
- I'm a cop.

I'm sorry. I have to go.

Long live love!

Long live love!

So is this your first time speed dating?

Long live love!

Hi, my job
is being the man of your dreams.

I never sleep.

Hello.

How are your feet?
Are they beautiful?

- Gross, you want to see them?
- Me and you forever.

What do you say?

Long live love!

I'm a cop.

Vanina Guarrasi, the most beautiful
police officer in Catania!

- What are you doing here?
- I'm with a friend, what are you doing here?

- I'm with a friend too.
- Yeah, right.

This time you have no excuses.
Fate brought us together.

A hostile fate.

We have to go out together, OK?
Let's go have some fun, come on.

Look, Alfio, it's been a horrible night.
Now I just want to go home.

Can't you give me just one chance?

- To sleep with you, you mean?
- No, that's not it.

To get to know each other.
Maybe I'm not as bad as you see me.

How do I see you?

I don't know,
maybe you can think I'm a parasite.

That I'm my aunt's puppet, a loser.

- Alfio...
- Let's do this. If you want to know me,

and if you want to know what the only
thing is that makes me happy and free,

come to the Benedictine Cloister
tomorrow at 4:00 pm.

Long live love!

Long live love, my ass!

All crazy people, Vanina, it's absurd.

- Who was that you were with?
- Someone who wants to be my boy toy.

Oh, you found one?

- Why, what do you think?
- What do I know, do you like him?

You like him!
We have to make a toast right now.

Up high, down low, close close,
to our health!

Long live love!

Hi, duckling!

- No...
- Let's go, now!

- Excuse me, nice glasses.
- Yeah, nice scarf.

- Bonjour à tout le monde.
- Good morning, Dad.

- Come on, breakfast is ready.
- Yes, I'm coming.

Bonjour à tout le monde.

- Nunnari, what happened?-
Boss, Alfonsina Fresta called.

She wants to talk to you and she said
to bring Detective Patanè.

I'm coming.

I always hoped Maria would be alive.

And that one day she would come back.

What about Rita Cutò?

Rita...

Rita is the daughter
of Maria and Gaetano Burrano.

I was the only one
who knew of her existence.

Did you recognise anything in the photos
that belonged to Maria Cutò?

Everything.

The fur, the dress, the scarf.

The jewels.

The perfume.

- Why didn't you tell Spanò yesterday?
- For the house.

Alfonsina and I are old and poor.

If they take this house away from us...

When the detective showed me
the pictures yesterday, I froze.

I couldn't sleep last night,

so I decided
I had to tell you everything today.

Tell me everything.

Gaetano Burrano
wasn't just a regular customer.

For many years, Maria didn't work as
a prostitute. And he gave her money.

Maria and Gaetano
loved each other very much.

And he was also
very fond of Rita, the child.

So much so that Maria told me
all three of them had to leave together,

- the child, Gaetano and her.
- Really?

But the child was
already three years old.

How come Gaetano decided
to leave his wife only then?

Of course, it was 1970.
Divorce had only just become legal!

Yes. You are right.

Finally Burrano could divorce. And
they thought they'd leave for Naples,

so they pulled little Rita out
of the boarding school she was attending

and enrolled her in one in Naples.

And so the preparations began.

When I think about it, Maria was so happy
that they could finally build a real family.

She, Burrano and the baby.
She was happy, so happy...

What happened then?

On December 19th, Maria came and told me

that she was ready
to leave the following day.

Gaetano came too,
and they went to sleep at Villa Sciara.

Maria promised me
that the following morning,

she would come to say goodbye
before going to Naples.

But that night, Burrano was killed
and Maria disappeared.

Ma'am, you have to make a promise.
You have to swear.

You have to find that bastard
who killed Maria. Do you promise?

I promise.

One last question.

What's behind the old shutter
next to the main door?

That's the garage.

- And it's empty, I guess.
- No. There's the car.

I told you that Joshua and I didn't
touch anything. The car's still there.

- Maria's car?
- No, Maria couldn't drive.

- It's Gaetano Burrano's car.
- Burrano's car?

The car that everyone said
had been stolen by Masino Di Stefano?

That's the evidence
that had him convicted for the murder!

- That's crazy!
- Sure, crazy.

Fiscella, show us the garage right away.

Unbelievable, this is Burrano's car.

Why didn't you tell the police
about this car?

Burrano and Maria left the car here,

they should have picked it up
the next morning.

Yes, but Burrano and Maria
never came back.

Just like Alfonsina said.

They were about to leave
and start a new life.

Like a real family.

I knew it. I shouldn't have
listened to my superiors.

It's not your fault, Patanè.

As you can see,
the truth is starting to come out.

Deputy Commissioner Guarrasi,
you found my husband's car.

- Where is it?
- Ma'am, please calm down.

There's been a new development.

That's why we'll have to reopen the
investigation into your husband's death.

My husband's killer was already arrested.
It was his administrator, Masino Di Stefano.

I don't think so.

Patanè.

You too, another ghost.

Mrs. Burrano, the dead,
when they have no justice,

keep calling us
so we can hear their voice.

The lady is not able
to hold further interviews.

If you have any further questions,
I would ask you to speak to her lawyer.

They found something important.

Boss, we struck gold.

- What did you find?
- A bomb.

The contract signed by Gaetano Burrano

and Zinna's mob boss
about the construction of the aqueduct.

- But they said Burrano refused to sign!
- Right.

But that was Di
Stefano's alleged motive.

- What do you think?
- Masino Di Stefano had nothing to do with it.

He was framed.

Do some research on how the aqueduct
deal ended after Burrano's death.

- Yes, ma'am.
- There's something else.

Two people testified that Gaetano refused to
make a deal with the Zinnas. Teresa Burrano...

- And the family notary, Arturo Renna.
- So what?

So if this contract is real,
it means the two of them lied.

Is he still alive?

He's 80, but alive and kicking. He's
one of the most famous notaries here.

- Call him, I want to see him.
- All right.

- In an hour, though.
- Why?

- Spanò, that's my business.
- All right, sorry.

- Thank you.
- Good job.

Go, Marcello.

It seems you're not so afraid of me!

- So that's what makes you a free man?
- Isn't that enough?

I play in one of the most
beautiful places in the world,

in front of a creature
as beautiful as you.

What more do you need?

- So you're a dancer too!
- You have no idea.

Guys, let's take a break,
we'll start again later.

- You guys are great.
- Thank you.

Tonight we're playing.
We've been doing live music for years.

So?
Am I still my aunt's puppet?

I have to think about it...
but, yeah. It's true.

- You're much better than it seems.
- I'm gaining points.

How did you learn to play so well?

Aunt Teresa has always had
complete control of my life, you know.

Every choice, everything I've ever done.
Music was my only escape.

And maybe
that's why I fell in love with music

because music is vibrations in the
air... It's weightless and priceless.

It makes you feel light.

I'm sorry, Alfio.

You'd be the perfect man for me now,
with no obligations.

But it's the wrong time.

No, I get it, I'm sorry.
I couldn't hold off but...

At least I got half a kiss.

You don't need much.

You're a weird guy.

- Alfio, come on, it's late.
- Yes, I'm coming, guys.

Ma'am, I'm really glad you came here
to snoop around in my world.

Me too.

We'll be here tonight.

Come on, guys. Let's go.

Marta.

- Do you want to go to the movies tonight?
- I'm sorry, Mimmo, but I can't tonight.

- Maybe some other time.
- Sure.

They're showing 'The Battle of the
Lost Elms' soon, it's a masterpiece.

Nunnari.

The secretary received the report
from the Ministry, please go get it.

- Right away.
- Thanks.

First the DVD,
now he wants to take you to the films?

- Tito, he didn't do anything wrong.
- What do you mean?

If you don't want to say you have a boyfriend,
could you at least put him in his place?

- How?
- I don't know, be a little more direct.

More like a bitch, like you do with me.
That's more than enough.

You also said to him,
"Maybe some other time."

Poor Mimmo, he's the nicest of all.

I know why the little soldier's nice.
In his head, there's a different film.

Come on, baby!
Tomorrow's Sunday.

We can get out of Catania

and be together all day...
and you decide everything.

- Everything?
- Everything.

Are you sure?

I want to have a nice day together
without hiding.

Go.
Go or they'll see us!

Tomorrow's Sunday.
Are we going to Noto as usual?

Sure, to Noto. I can't wait.

- I told everyone in the station.
- Good job.

- Boss.
- Noto?

Noto.

Good idea.

- Good morning, Arturo Renna.
- Good morning.

- Arturo Renna.
- Hello.

- Good morning.
- Please, come in.

Thank you.

- I'll get straight to the point.
- Go ahead.

At Burrano's murder trial,
you testified that Gaetano opposed

- the aqueduct deal with the Zinnas.
- Sure. That's why Gaetano was killed.

All right.
Today we found Gaetano's car.

And we also found this.

It's the contract
for the aqueduct, signed.

How is that possible?

Gaetano refused, it's the truth.
And Teresa, his wife, testified.

How do you explain this?

I think the signature's authentic.
I'm sure I recognise it.

But let's not forget
something important.

- The Zinnas were mafia of the worst kind.
- So what?

I think Gaetano was forced
or threatened to sign it.

Then maybe Gaetano
had second thoughts and they killed him.

Did you know that Gaetano
and Maria Cutò were together?

I know they met,
I didn't think they were together.

Gaetano was a rich womanizer
and she was a prostitute.

A whore.

The body we found
in Sciara is Maria Cutò.

And we know that Gaetano and Maria were
about to leave the city to start a new life.

So the body was Maria Cutò.

Poor thing!

Poor Maria.

- Did you know her?
- Yes, I was her client once when I was young.

Listen, I can't believe Gaetano
wanted to leave Catania with Maria.

Maybe he wanted to leave to get
away from the Zinnas and their threats.

And what did they do?
They sent Masino Di Stefano.

He arrived at the villa and found
Gaetano. But Maria was there too.

So he kills her too
because she was a witness.

- I think it's the most obvious explanation.
- I honestly don't.

Have you heard from
Mrs. Burrano recently?

I've known her all my life.
Of course I've heard from her. Why?

Because Mrs. Burrano is very upset
that we're reopening the investigation.

Look, I don't know
what you're looking for.

But let me tell you something.
In all of this, Mrs. Teresa

has always been a victim.

Poor Teresa.

What a wasted life.

It's so sad.
But what do they say? C'est la vie.

In theory, Renna might be right.

No, I believe the contract is authentic.

And I don't think it's possible
that Masino killed Maria.

Why?

Because if Renna was right,
he'd have shot them both.

But there are no gunshot wounds
on Maria's body.

And why lock her in service elevator
with a box full of money?

- Did you find anything on the aqueduct?
- A few months after the murder,

Teresa accepted the deal,
obviously not with the Zinnas,

but with a company
from Piedmont called Idros.

Is there anything suspicious,
or mafia involvement?

Nothing weird, no hiccups.
Nothing.

Let's stick to the facts, Spanò.
Gaetano was about to leave with Maria,

and for Teresa, being abandoned
for a prostitute was unacceptable.

- And you think that's motive.
- Yes, Teresa is behind Gaetano's death.

If that's the case, we have to prove it.

The only one who can tell us
anything is Masino Di Stefano.

Masino Di Stefano is dead.

But someone close to him might be alive.

Someone who loved him.

Masino Di Stefano had a cousin,
Rosario Calascibetta.

He's still alive.

- And where is he now?
- He's in prison, in Palermo.

We found out that he
and Masino Di Stefano were very close.

Calascibetta might
know something useful.

OK, I'll try to get you a meeting
for the day after tomorrow.

- Can't we do it tomorrow?
- There are technical things, permits...

- and tomorrow's Sunday.
- Right.

Come on, take a break.
With everything you've discovered today,

no one's taking the case from you.
Even if it is from 1,000 years ago.

- Look what I brought.
- Wow!

- Something light!
- It's a long trip!

- Come on, who wants one?
- Not me.

- I'll get one.
- I'll eat yours.

- This is nice.
- It's a gift from a kid from there.

I was there, taking
pictures of the view.

- Luca brought suntan oil.
- The least I could do.

Great!

So?

Really?

- These four, please. Have a good day.
- Thank you.

All of Catania is here on Sundays.

- Come on, baby, I want to go dancing.
- No, you know I hate dancing! No.

- Come on, dancing is like body poetry.
- No.

I have enough bodies with autopsies!

Please don't insist...
not even if you whip me, no!

Do you want to dance?

- Me?
- You!

Yeah, sure, this my favourite song.

- Really?
- Her favourite, what's better than that?

They're so good,
it's like Dirty Dancing!

They're good, yes.

- Let's go get the others.
- Yes.

Here they come.

What did I tell you?

- Amazing!
- Did you like it?

God! Giuli, you screwed up.
Let me tell you.

Every time he wants to go dancing,
I'll call you!

- I swear.
- You never want to dance!

You're right. Come on,
Tony Manero, let's have a drink.

- Crazy!
- I'll see you later.

You're amazing!

- See?
- Amazing.

- How are you?
- How am I?

You're right, I have to stay away
from this man.

Like 1,000 miles, you know?

Ten more seconds and I'd have jumped
on him like a panther.

No, I can't.
I'm telling you, he's too hot.

Come on, we'll make it.

Vani!

Huge gossip!
Come on, hurry up!

- Come!
- What happened?

Hurry, I can't believe it.
Come on, it's crazy!

Excuse me...

Look.
See that?

The vegan got the great carnivore.

I thought it was weird that after a year
here, Marta still hadn't had an affair.

- Well, well!
- But with Tito, though.

Why do you say that?

- I like him, he's sexy.
- Tito is sexy?

Guys, I'll confiscate this kite!

Fuck, he's here too!

- Poor soldier Nunnari!
- There you go.

Spanò, what's up?

What?

We're coming.

- Work?
- Yes, come.

- Hi.
- Hello.

I'm glad we're all here,
but we have to go.

- Teresa Burrano is dead.
- She's dead?

- Yes, apparently she shot herself.
- Let's go, boss.

Let's go.

Anyway, congratulations,
you're a nice couple.

Thank you.

- It's no big deal, come on.
- No, no...

In fact, maybe it's better this way. You
don't have to think about it any-more.

Honey?

Hello, did you have a good time?

- I'll tell you later.
- Bye.

Bye.

- I'm sorry, are those two together?
- Spanò, tell me.

All right,
Clelia Santadriano found the body.

Come with me, this way.

Nunnari, that's crazy.
The big boss and Marta!

Don't piss me off, Lo Faro!

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

It's a 7.65 Beretta
and you can see it's very old.

Gaetano Burrano was also killed with a
7.65 Beretta. That could be the same one.

Could be? I'm quite sure it is.
You can't find them any-more.

- And it would make sense.
- What do you mean?

If Teresa killed her husband, killing
herself with the same gun that killed Gaetano

is like signing a written confession.

Maybe she realised
we were close to the truth.

Strange though,
she was such a strong woman.

- I didn't think she'd kill herself.
- She could barely hold her cigarette,

and that's a 7.65 Beretta from 50 years ago, you
know how much it weighs? And the recoil it has?

- So you think she didn't commit suicide?
- No, I don't think so.

Vanina.

Do you want to steal my job?

- Go ahead.
- Thank you.

Anyway, you're right.
The burn from the hole isn't right.

That means the shot was fired
from at least 30 centimetres away.

- Like this.
- Something like that, yes.

I don't think this is a suicide.
In fact, I think it's a terrible set-up.

Did you call her nephew, Alfio Burrano?

Not one time, a hundred times.
He's unreachable.

- Where is Clelia?
- On the terrace.

Do you feel like
answering some questions?

- How did you find the body?
- I was at a plant nursery in Mascalucia.

- Alone?
- Yes.

I came back and found her like that.

I shouldn't have left her alone.
She was unwell, she wasn't the same.

Why do you say she looked unwell?

Since that woman's body was found,

she couldn't find peace.

She was upset,
more and more difficult to be around.

What do you mean exactly?

For example, she was always
angry at her nephew, Alfio.

- She'd piss him off, get mad at him.
- But you loved Mrs. Burrano.

I've been working and living here
for two years, so I grew fond of her.

And she of me.

- How did you start working here?
- I'm from Ancona.

I worked as a hotel receptionist
and Mrs. Teresa was there on vacation.

She was always complaining,
it was terrible.

And then suddenly, I don't know how,
we started to get along.

And then before she left,
she asked me to be her secretary.

- Don't worry, Marta. It's OK.
- I'd rather have kept it private.

It's better this way, at least you
and Tito can live your life openly.

Trust me.

Boss, I just got off the phone
with Forensics. It's like you said.

It's the same Beretta
that killed Gaetano.

But if Teresa killed her husband 50
years ago, why would she keep the gun?

Nunnari, what did you find in the study?

Yeah, OK.
Marta, will you tell me?

Yes, I was about to tell you.

It's something very important.
Teresa Burrano's will.

She only left her
nephew Alfio the vineyard.

Everything else, that is most
of her estate, will go to...

- Clelia Santadriano?
- That's right, she's the heir.

Is this a joke? She left the
whole empire to her secretary?

Boss, it's clear who
the prime suspect is.

- Who?
- Her nephew, Alfio Burrano.

We haven't been able to reach him yet.

He spent his life being humiliated
by his aunt to get the inheritance

and she left it to the secretary.

- He's not answering.
- What should we do?

Keep looking for Alfio.

I'll go talk to Calascibetta tomorrow,
Masino Di Stefano's cousin.

- Do you still want to talk to him?
- Yes, Spanò.

To find Teresa Burrano's killer,
we first need to understand

what really happened
to Gaetano Burrano and Maria Cutò.

- All right.
- Come on, let's go.

Look who's here.

- Ma'am, what a surprise!
- Hey, Fofò!

- How are you?
- Hi, good.

- What are you doing here?
- The usual. I'm sorry, I have to go.

- Come by later and say hello.
- I will, Fofò.

Why does the great Vanina Guarrasi
do me the honour of this meeting?

To talk about
your cousin, Masino di Stefano.

You must've heard of the body
we found in Villa Burrano.

You know, ma'am...

Many mafia murders were often
made to seem to be about cheating.

Calascibetta,
I'm not here to talk about cheating.

But you are.

Because the person
they killed that time had many lovers.

But who did they blame?

Masino.
He was innocent.

But they were all against him.

Yes, I also think
that Masino's conviction was a mistake.

Mistake my ass.
Masino was dragged into it unfairly.

The culprit got away with it.
And maybe even got the aqueduct deal.

Well, Masino must have told you
what he knew, so now's the time to talk.

What's in it for me?

As they say, I give something to you
and you give something to me.

I can't give or promise you anything.

Then you came here for nothing.
I don't do anything for free.

- Especially not for cops.
- Calascibetta, let's get this straight.

It's time to make the person
who ruined your cousin's life pay.

There won't be any more chances.

If I can't solve it, it ends up
buried and forgotten forever.

What do you want to do?

Like I told you, Teresa Burrano
closed the aqueduct deal.

She did it with a
company from the North.

Yes, Idros. We checked
and it all seemed on the level.

Superficially, maybe Idros is legit.

But if you start digging,
you'll find a name.

A familiar name.

Boss, do you want us to act now?

No, first I want to understand why Maria's body was
hidden in a service elevator with all that money.

- Yes, you're right.- Meanwhile,
do the research I told you.

Did you find Alfio Burrano?

He's not answering.
We don't know where he is.

- Keep looking and keep
me posted.- OK, see you later.

Paolo.

- I was here to question someone.
- Did you bring my grandfather's watch?

Fuck, I'm an idiot.
I forgot.

Don't worry,
you'll bring it to me next time.

Did you want to see our office again?

How much work...
How many hours we spent here!

We weren't always working, right?

Look, when will you change this chair?

- You're going to end up on the ground.
- Careful or you'll break it for good.

Why do you still have our picture?

It's my office.
It's none of your business.

You're just hurting yourself, Paolo.

It's my fucking business.

And you wouldn't understand.

Stop with this bullshit.

For those who live like me, threats,
car bombs, attacks aren't so dangerous.

The most dangerous
thing is feeling alone.

- Paolo...
- Because when you're completely alone...

there's nothing to stop you
from falling apart.

That's why I need to tell myself
that you're still there.

Even if you're not.

I need to believe it.

I need to feel it.

Of course, the perfume.
The perfume...

- Hello?
- Adri?

- Vani.
- Could Maria Cutò have died of starvation?

What?

Could she have been locked up
in the service elevator alive

and then left in there to die?

Yes, it's possible.
What makes you think that?

With her body, we found a bottle
of perfume. Empty and with no lid.

If you're dying of thirst,
you'd try drinking that too.

Maria must've died in a horrible way.

- She must have died after days.
- Fuck.

- What now?
- Now everything's clear.

- What does that mean?
- I'll tell you later, sweet dreams.

Who is it?

Deputy Commissioner Guarrasi,
I need to speak to you.

Come up.

Come in.

- Hello.
- Welcome.

Teresa's death made me really sad.

- I've known her my whole life.
- I know.

You know, Notary Renna,
even though it was so many years ago,

we found out something very important.

- Is it about me?
- I think so.

We heard that you and Teresa
were in love when you were younger.

That was another life, ma'am.

- But that's not all.
- It's not?

I found the identity of the person behind Idros,
the aqueduct company... It was you, Renna.

And with that deal, after
Gaetano's death, you got very rich.

Sure.
Better me than the Zinnas.

Or some mob-related company.
Don't you think, ma'am?

There must have been some kind
of pact that started it all.

A pact between you and Teresa.
After all, you were lovers.

All this reminds me of a great novel,

but please go on.

Teresa finds out that her husband's
about to leave with Maria Cutò

and that he wants a divorce.

Teresa thinks it's unacceptable, and
that the only solution is to kill him.

And she asks for your help.

In return,
she'll give you the aqueduct deal.

Keep going.

Gaetano and Maria are at the villa
for their last night in Catania.

Maria's got the safety deposit box
with all the savings she wants to take.

They're about to start a new life.
But someone knocks.

It's you and Teresa.
Gaetano is worried.

He can't let his wife
find him there with his lover.

So he hides Maria.

Maria starts screaming.

You realise that you won't even
have to pull her out and kill her...

you'll just have to lower
the service elevator.

There, Maria can scream all she wants
and no one will hear her.

Maria starves to death.

And stays buried there
for more than 50 years.

What do you say?

I told you.

It sounds like a great novel,
ma'am, but you see...

Novels are the fruits
of imagination, fantasy.

And sometimes novels
tell the truth, Renna.

And yesterday you killed Teresa.
I can prove it.

How?

Traces of gunpowder can be found
on the shooter's hands for days.

It's just like you said, ma'am.

But there's one difference.

I didn't know Maria
was in the villa at all.

Teresa was the one who lowered the
service elevator and let her die in there.

I don't understand how you didn't notice
what Teresa was doing.

Because after I shot Gaetano,
I left the villa immediately.

And Teresa stayed longer.

- Why did you kill Teresa?
- Why?

Teresa was going crazy.
She knew you'd find out soon enough.

She kept saying she was tired,
that she couldn't take it any-more.

That she'd already made amends for
all bad things she'd done in the past.

What are you talking about?

What do you mean?

Didn't you find the will?

Yes, she left
everything to Clelia Santadriano.

Teresa did some research.

And she finally found out that thing
that tormented her all her life.

Renna, explain.

Clelia was born in 1967...

and her real name is not Clelia.

- Her real name is Rita.-
Clelia is Maria Cutò's daughter?

You know, ma'am, I...

I'd never killed anyone before Gaetano.

That's why I kept that gun
hidden for so many years.

So I would never forget.

But when Teresa told me that she'd left
everything to Maria Cutò's daughter,

I realised that was the last
and most extreme act of love...

towards Gaetano.

I've loved Teresa my whole life,
more than anyone else.

And in that moment I realised
that she never really loved me

because there was
only one man in her life.

And it wasn't me, but Gaetano.

Clelia, I couldn't... but I want to
give you at least one of these toys.

They were yours.

Your father and mother
loved you very much.

I don't know what to say, ma'am.

Thank you.

- Why are you throwing them out?
- I'm sick of them.

I like them.

- They make you look slimmer.
- No.

They just make me look like an idiot.

- Can I help you?
- No, I'll do it myself.

- Come on.
- No, I can do it myself, Mum.

Please leave me alone.

Honey.

What's wrong?

- You're a bastard. You tricked me.
- What do you mean?

I went to the grocer's

and they said that on Sunday,
everyone from Catania goes to Noto.

- Right where you took me.
- Really?

- I didn't know. I'm from Naples.
- No, you're an asshole. You knew that.

You knew that someone
would see us, you did it on purpose.

Marta, you're distorting it...

So our story wouldn't
be a secret any-more, would it?

Let me explain for a second,
really, I swear...

- Why did we still have to hide?
- It wasn't your call!

- Tito, you forced things and you had no right.
- You're right,

- but I couldn't take it any-more.
- Get out.

- What do you mean?
- Get out!

- You're kicking me out?
- Tito, go.

Tito, leave.

- I...
- I want to be alone.

Well, it's beautiful,
but there's something I'm not sure of.

I like it.

I don't know. It's too long.
You have nice legs. Can't you show them?

Giuli, I am the maid of honour.
I don't have to show anything.

- Don't you?
- No.

- No, I'm not sure. Tomorrow we'll alter it.
- I'm telling you, it's perfect.

Look.

Can't you see it's perfect?

- You're crazy.
- You can't see it.

You want to be armed
at your sister's wedding?

Can we now avoid unnecessary talk?

You're too much a cop. I'm leaving,
I have three hearings tomorrow.

- Bye.
- Thanks for the advice.

Don't mention it. With you,
fashion bloggers can do a hara-kiri.

- Alfio!
- Wonderful dress, ma'am.

- What are you doing here?
- The landlady told me you were here.

Come on, come in.

I wanted to thank you.

If it weren't for you,
I'd be the prime suspect.

I just did my job.

But where were you?
We've been looking for you for two days.

I was on a boat.
With a friend.

You pretended
to be in love with me, didn't you?

You know, rebound.

- How did you react to the will?
- You know, better than I thought.

I was kind of expecting my aunt
to fuck me over even in death.

I've waited my whole life for her to die
and take that inheritance,

but now losing all that money
isn't so big of a problem.

- Are you kidding me?
- No.

When my aunt died, I felt better.
Completely free.

- I get it.
- You know what I think?

I'll sell everything
and I'll go to New York.

New York?

New York with my band.
We want to open a music club.

So we can play every day.

Would it work?

I think no one's stopping you now.

- Knock 'em dead, Alfio.
- Like a wolf.

That's what you have to do. Throw your
hat up and try without even thinking.

Ma'am...

See you soon.

- Fofò.
- I'll see you tomorrow.

Ma'am.

Give this to Judge Malfitano
when you see him.

Be careful, it's important.

Don't worry, ma'am.
I'll take care of it.

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