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♪ If this voice wakes you up

♪ in the night

♪ as you hold your spouse tight

♪ Stay awake

♪ if you wish to stay awake... ♪

Cettina!

♪ Do not venture near the glass

♪ to snitch.

♪ For you cannot mistake,

♪ this voice is mine.

♪ It's the same voice

♪ from when we both

♪ shyly talked,

♪ calling each other by our names. ♪

Cettina, where are you going? Go inside! Go!

Cettina!

What happened?

Sorry, Chief Inspector.

I wanted to tell you that...

- If it's urgent, let them pass. - Stand up and follow me!

- Enf of discussion. - Deviants like you deserve confinement.

[LOCK CLICKING] Duke Marangolo, what are you doing here ?

- You're making a grave error. - This is a confidential meeting.

Who is this man?

Young man,

I have the power to fire you immediately.

Duke, no one questions your authority, but it's about...

These accusations against the Baron of Malomonte are completely baseless.

- Baron who? - Well done...

Congratulations on the comprehensive nature of your information.

It's all documented, sir.

I guarantee that Inspector Ricciardi, also Baron di Malomonte,

is not guilty of homosexuality.

We have evidence, detailed reports.

In that case, you compel me to ask

Countess Bianca Palmieri di Roccaspina to tell you why she's here.

Inspector Ricciardi and I are in a relationship.

That's impossible.

- Your meetings took place in the last few days... - So what?

It's clear that your perfect surveillance network has some gaps.

Bianca, this isn't necessary, leave it alone.

- I'm not afraid for myself. - How long has this relationship been going on?

For many months now, and I'm tired of hiding it.

And the woman, the other one? The one who made the accusation?

Ricciardi's rejection was due to self-preservation.

He knows well that if I discovered such a thing...

I'd gouge his eyes out with my own hands.

I know who you are, the wife of that murderer.

Your word means nothing.

- You too are guilty of adultery.

Eh? You little fool?

How dare you?

If you dare to insult the countess again

and persist with your ridiculous accusations

as God is my witness, you'll meet a wicked end.

Bianca, I don't really know what to say.

- You've been... - Now that we’re in a relationship...

- We can talk informally, don't you think? - Of course.

So you realize that you've endangered your reputation

for a stranger?

- You're not a stranger, but...

I'd be lying if I said I did it only for you.

I've thought a lot about Romualdo. He's ruined, but it was for love.

So much suffering for a moment of happiness.

I might be able to start living again.

Thank you, Bianca, sincerely from the bottom of my heart. I hope to see you again.

Ricciardi... of course we'll meet again.

We are a couple, have you already forgotten that?

Then they will want to verify that we really are in a relationship.

It won't be a torture to spend time with you.

I'm glad.

Tomorrow

Marangolo will get us invitations to his club.

For our official entrance into society.

Tomorrow...

Mine was a release, words spoken in a moment of despair

which you took advantage of for your own interests!

How dare you show up here

after trying to smear the name of a man I'm tied to?

- Apart from the pleasure of seeing you again? - Do not be insolent.

Because of you, I can't rebuild my relationship

with the one person I care about most.

In fact, given your interest in the person in question

I am here to satisfy your curiosity.

What do you mean?

The misunderstanding that led to the accusation against Ricciardi

has helped us discover his romantic relationship.

A relationship? And with who?

Not with the person you suspected.

Tell me who she is!

The Countess Bianca Palmieri di Roccaspina.

What else do you know?

The countess is married to Count Romualdo.

He's currently in confinement, a confessed murderer.

Do you know her?

Is she a beautiful woman?

Very beautiful.

- What's wrong? - Nothing.

You came out of the bathroom and you seem like you have something to say.

- If you would do me the courtesy of speaking... - The thing is...

For the past two days, it seems as if my pocket is lighter than I remember.

Than I had previously anticipated. - Ah. It wasn't me who took them.

- Of course, nothing less was expected. - Is there a 'however'?

I wouldn't want someone else to have taken them.

Giovanni?

You must do something.

- Try to understand something, eh? - Mm.

With tact, diplomacy, as you know.

Lucia, investigate.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

- Hey! What are you doing here? - Sergeant! - What do you want?

- Bambinella urgently needs to talk to you! - Urgently...

- "A matter of life or death", so she said. - Alright.

Go home and behave yourself, go on.

- Sergeant. - What do you want?

Rude!

Aren't the money I brought enough? What do you want now?

- Are you sure these coins are what you stole? - Eh! - Why?

No one says a word in the place where you said you stole them.

- No rumours are circulating. - Did you steal them from your house?

- Couldn't you muster the courage to steal? - No one is talking here because they are afraid.

- Of you?

Then come with us tomorrow.

We have a place to steal from, so you can show us how capable you are.

- You understand, Giovanni? - Let's go.

What's the matter, Sergeant?

Bambinella!

Bambinella!

- Bambinella! - I'm here.

- Here where? I can't see you. - Here.

Do you think it's time to play hide and seek?

Don't you think I have better things to do? Are you ill? What do you need?

- I want to die! - Allow me to understand something.

You had me called, and caused me to rush over, with my heart in my throat

just to tell me you want to die? Bambinella, you are mistaken.

You don't want to die, you need to die.

- Thank you for coming. - What have you done?

- Are you unwell? - Yes, but not for myself. - Hmm.

I'll make you feel unwell if you don't tell me what happened. Come on.

You should know that...

You know my boyfriend.

His name is Donadio Gustavo, known as "la Zoccola".

He's a real character! I know him.

I've had the honour of arresting him several times for his mischievous acts.

Let me understand this, is la Zoccola engaged to you?

- I've opened new horizons for him. - I don't want to know!

- Get to the point. - My Gustavo is in mortal danger.

He is a seller in Pascalone's area, Borgo degli Orefici.

- He's a crafty one! Pascalone will kill him. - Haven't I said so?

They don't know that Gustavo keeps the economy running.

Pascalone and the Lombardi family have arranged a meeting with him

at the farmhouse in Ponti Rossi.

- They will tear him to bits. - I've said it, but he insists on going.

- What do you want from me? What should I do? - Gustavo is married, he has two kids.

His wife turned her back on him after jail.

She doesn't want the children to grow up with a criminal father, and he suffers.

- Then he got engaged to you. - Sergeant.

- Convince him not to go. - Have you lost your mind?

- Me, going to talk with la Zoccola? That's out of the question. - Sergeant.

You are my only hope.

- Everyone admires you. - Only because we're together.

Or they don't know that Marangolo gave me these jewels specifically for this reason.

Everyone fears him, but only because they don't know his kind-heartedness.

Of which I have had a personal experience, indeed.

Bianca, I apologise for the performance you're compelled to put on.

No, I'm happy to do it.

You can't imagine how much.

- How did it go, well? - Yes.

Listen, but... now that we are a couple...

why don't you tell me something about yourself?

What do you want to know?

Whatever you want, whatever you think you should tell me.

Unfortunately, I can only tell you disappointing and somehow silly things.

I suffer from migraines, I don't eat much.

I'll make do with that.

- Vincenzo, look here. - No! - Smile!

- That was pleasant, wasn't it? - Yes. - I found it enjoyable as well.

- In my opinion, it's him. - Indeed. - That's Vincenzo Sannino, I recognise him.

- He bears a striking resemblance. - Cettina..

Cettina, I will embark for America before they call me to the front line.

Look at me, I am not afraid of war.

I am afraid of the time I will waste fighting the war.

Then stay here, hide yourself.

I need to establish myself, my love, I need to prove myself worthy of you.

- And what if you never return? - Even if I die, I will return to you.

I cherish you, you know this.

- I desire a family, children. - This is why I am leaving for America.

You just have to wait for me.

I told you I would return. I had told you.

- Why didn't you wait for me? - What do you want from my wife?

- Come outside with me, I'll explain straight away. - Let's go. - No!

- Let's go! - No!

- Leave it alone, he's a boxer. - And? Do I have to be afraid?

- Shall we go? - No, Constantine! Constantine, please, let's go away.

Constantine, let's go away!

Is everything alright? Yes.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[BELL RINGS]

Ready? Fight!

One, two, three

Four, five, six, seven.

Eight, nine, ten.

[INDISTINCT NOISES]

A shop owner found him while opening his own shop.

- Your Excellency, please excuse me. - It's him. - Good morning.

- I found the dead body this morning. - Did you notice anything odd?

- Any movements, people? - No, it was still empty here.

The problem is that the body is right in front of my shop.

If it's not moved, how can I work?

If you let us through, we'll make it quick.

Move aside, come on!

Why didn't anyone hear anything?

Please, sir, let us do our job.

You! You again!

Once again, you!

You again!

You! You again!

Once again, you!

You again!

- Maione. - Inspector, tell me.

He was dragged up to here.

Then here, maybe, is where he met his end.

Mom, would you like some coffee too?

I don't understand how you can be so calm.

He came here, you both went out together.

How is it possible that he hasn't proposed yet?

- Well...one step at a time. - Yes.

Time passes and things can change so quickly.

No, Enrica, you have to be proactive! Act, move!

Invite him, do something! Do you understand me?

- Good morning. - Good morning.

- Good morning. - Please.

So...

For now, I can only tell you that the murder occurred

between five and six o'clock this morning and he was beaten to death.

He was hit many times. He had a sturdy constitution.

- I don't know... a robbery? - No, I don't think so.

He still had his gold watch on. Raffaele, show them.

An officer found his wallet with documents and 70,000 lire

in his coat pocket.

- Wow! - So much money that nobody touched.

Listen, Ricciardi, what was this poor man's name?

Costantino Irace.

I am tired! Always the same complaints!

- You wanted to talk to me? Tell me. - Away from prying ears.

In a few days, it's your birthday.

We will have a little party and...

Do you want to invite anyone?

I'll invite Manfred.

If I want a family and I do want one...

I can't afford any more hesitations.

That way, I'll make everyone happy.

Have you told Manfred?

I'm about to tell him. I'll be right back.

See you later, my dear.

- Good morning. - Good morning, where can we find Ms. Irace?

- First floor on the right. - Thank you. - Thank you.

Costantino...

Oh God, Costantino...

And what am I supposed to do now? What should I do?

Ma'am, I beg your pardon.

I'm sorry, do you know where he was headed when he went out?

I only knew that he had to go out.

He told me: "Don't wake up."

"I have to go out very early."

We, he... we're traders, we own a fabric shop.

Irace and Taliercio, I don't know if you know it.

We are in the Umberto Gallery.

- Cettina. - Guido.

Oh, my dear Cettina, what a tragedy! I just found out from the doorman.

Dear Costantino.

- Who are you? - Lawyer Guido Capone, a cousin of the lady.

I live on the floor above.

I'm Inspector Ricciardi, he is Sergeant Maione.

Inspector, I understand your requirements.

But you must understand that now my cousin is not able to respond

to your necessary questions. - Certainly.

We will wait for her at the police station when she feels capable.

Unfortunately, Lawyer, it is necessary to identify the victim's body.

I will take care of it as soon as possible.

Yes, I know, the tomatoes are not the right ones.

I'm missing a ton of things though.

Why are you missing so many things?

- Why? - Because you want to go to the market.

That really doesn't thrill me.

So, I thank you for the walk and for the flowers.

Enrica, about that reception, don't you want to reconsider?

Are you sending me alone?

Thank you, but I'm not cut out for high-society receptions.

I would feel uncomfortable and I would also be a burden to you.

[GERMAN]

- Eh? - I would be proud... to have you beside me

when I'm introduced to everyone.

You will have to give me time to get used to a more sophisticated lifestyle.

As you wish.

[INDISTINCT NOISES]

- One kilo and a half, is that okay? - Yes. - Do you want the herbs?

- Sarracino, are you giving them to me or not? - Yes, here you go.

- Don't you want the money? - Hey.

- I want to know what I have done wrong. - Nothing, why?

Why? You never buy from my stall. It seems like you're doing it on purpose.

- So? - "He who wants too much, gets nothing."

Gustavo, I know you're here.

Open up, Gustavo.

If you use the same hiding place for ten years, it becomes a residence.

- Only you know this hiding place. - Please!

- Thank Bambinella that I'm here. What did you do? - Nothing.

- I wanted to place some merchandise. - Stolen. - Yeah.

- At the Borgo degli Orefici. - Yeah. - That is Lombardi's area. - Yeah.

- So, it's certified. - What? - That you're a real idiot.

- Now I am going to meet Pascalone. - But why?

He'll make you end up badly

So, I am the one who pays, not my family, and not even Bambinella.

If I escape, Pascalone takes it out on them.

I, on the other hand, prefer to die of beatings.

I have already been to the hospital for recognition.

Unfortunately, it's him, it's Costantino.

I hoped until the last moment that it was not him.

Ma'am.

This morning, when we talked,

you told me that your husband left home very early.

- Do you know where he was going? - He was going to close a deal.

There was merchandise, fine fabrics...

that were coming by ship from Scotland.

What did he want to do, buy them immediately?

Costantino always does that.

He did.

How awful it is to say "he did".

Courage, I won't keep you much longer.

The fact is that your husband had a large sum of cash with him.

Did he talk to you about it?

He spoke of an important deal, but I don't know how much money it was.

- He put them in his pocket... - Costantino was always clever.

To beat the competition, he paid in advance and in cash.

It couldn't have been a robbery, because the money was left there.

It couldn't have been a robbery attempt.

- The culprit can only be Vincenzo Sannino. - Excuse me?

Don't you know what happened at the cinema the other night?

- I told you to stay home and rest. - Sorry.

Back to what we were talking about...Vincenzo Sannino... he's a very famous boxer.

In America, they called him "the Snake" because he was fast.

Left hook, always dry, always the same.

Why do you say "they called him"?

About a year ago, with his left hook, he killed an opponent.

He struck him dead.

He decided to retire and not fight anymore.

- It seems like a more than understandable decision. - Yeah.

But not for those gentlemen there.

You know how it is, first, you become a national pride

then you retire because you killed a black opponent...

- From a national pride... - To a national embarrassment.

We're going to talk to the Snake.

- First, let's take a look at the victim's shop. - Ricciardi!

- I was looking exactly for you. - Sir.

I heard that you are working on the Irace case.

- Yes, we were just leaving for the investigation. - Good, very good.

It's a case that has caused a stir, but it's also easy to solve.

- You think? - I say yes.

Sannino the boxer, if we want to call him that...

He dishonored Italy by being a coward.

- He made public threats to the victim. - And so? - So...

I expect a logical and very quick solution to the case.

Clear? And now go.

- Was he already dead? - Yes, poor guy. - I found out this morning.

- Now what will they do? - I don't know.

Please let through! Thanks.

- For the curtains... - Taliercio, good morning!

I'm Inspector Ricciardi, he is Brigadier Maione.

- We will ask you some questions. - Good morning. - Good morning.

- I'll come back tomorrow. - See you tomorrow.

- I'll close the shop so we're more comfortable. - Please.

Sorry, I wanted to close the shop, but as you saw, there are many people.

So, you were Costantino Irace's business partner?

The business partner, but above all, the brother-in-law.

Costantino married my sister Concetta.

My poor Concetta, she must be devastated.

I haven't had time to comfort her.

- Have you seen the crowd here outside? - I apologize for the intrusion.

Were you on good terms with the victim?

I told you, Costantino was like a brother to me.

When he married my sister, he saved the shop.

He was previously a fruit and vegetable trader.

He had a knack for business, so we partnered up.

Think about it, the shop next door, these Merolla,

before Costantino and Cettina got married,

they wanted to buy our shop. We turned the tide.

- Now they are in trouble. - Taliercio.

- This shop is a family business. - Yes. I'm the third generation.

My grandfather sold ties in Via Roma, and now...

- What we want to know is this... - Yes.

Did you know that your brother-in-law left home very early today

with a large amount of money? - Of course. We were like brothers.

I told him: "I'll accompany you, so you don't go alone."

But nothing! Costantino was stubborn.

He didn't listen to anyone and wasn't afraid of anything.

Excuse me, but why did he have so much money on him?

- Don't businesses operate through the bank? - You're right.

Costantino wanted to act immediately and quickly, paying in cash.

That way we eliminate the competition.

- Around this area, as you're aware... Did any other person apart from you know?

that Costantino circulated with this substantial sum of money?

I'm oblivious as to who Costantino might have divulged this to, presumably none.

Undoubtedly, to finalize the transaction a mediator was involved.

- I can guarantee that. - Who is he? - His name is Nicola Martuscelli.

- He has an office at no. 15. - Thank you. - Thank you.

Excuse me...

Excuse me...

- Excuse me, if I may. - Taliercio, speak, tell us.

The truth is that around here we know who did this to my brother-in-law.

I bet it is Vincenzo Sannino the boxer.

Jealousy, jealousy...

He was in love with my sister. He wanted to take her from Costantino.

- Thank you. Keep yourself at our disposal. - Thank you.

- For anything, I am here. - Goodbye. - Have a nice day.

You too.

Who is next? Please come in.

Ah...

[DOORBELL]

- May I help you? - I'm Sergeant Maione, he is Inspector Ricciardi.

We need to talk to Vincenzo Sannino.

I'm sorry, but he cannot be disturbed.

- Perhaps you do not understand the situation. - I'm sorry, but it's not up to me.

That's Miss Penny Wright's orders.

- Who's she? - Good morning.

- I am Penny Wright, Mr. Sannino's secretary. - Good morning.

As you may have realized, I need to speak with your client.

- I know, but at the moment he is unavailable. - Very well.

I will be forced to summon him to the police station and

having him picked up here at the hotel.

You put me in an awkward position, I don't know how to help you.

Can I be of any help?

I am Mr. Sannino's manager, Jack Biasin.

Excuse me, why is it so difficult to talk to Sannino?

First the lady, now you...

- You make people think that he has something to fear or hide. - I'm here.

Pardon me, if I kept you waiting.

As you see... I am not in the best shape.

Please follow me.

Sannino, I need to know where you spent last night

all night until dawn.

- He slept with me. - Yes, I confirm.

- We were together all night. - Shut up!

We went to the movies, but you already know that, right?

Exactly, and then?

Inspector, the truth is that I got drunk.

I don't remember anything about last night.

In short, this guy shows up, right?

He had nothing, I mean, he had a small cut on his chin.

A nonsense, a stupidity.

This guy demands to pass in front of the others.

I was supposed to cure him first, get it? I mean...

Why, in your opinion? Because he had a black shirt.

They're all like that, bullies, imbeciles.

But be careful here inside.

Never say these things with other customers.

I'm not running this risk.

Good for you.

Also because I don't have other customers.

What does it mean?

Madam got furious.

But I have decided.

I'm receiving only you.

You've spoiled me too well.

With kindness, with respect.

It's your fault.

But I don't want to.

It's not worth it.

I don't understand.

He comes here to invite you to a reception and you refuse?

Mom, I didn't feel like it.

She didn't feel like it! She wanted to take a stroll and return home!

Thank goodness he's coming to your birthday

so he can propose and end this once and for all!

Inspector, Nicola Martuscelli. The mediator of Irace's business.

- Of course, good evening. - Good evening. - I'm Inspector Ricciardi.

- Take a seat. - Thank you.

- So, tell me what happened. - Yes, Inspector.

This morning at dawn I was waiting for the poor Irace

to close a deal.

He, as you know, didn't show up.

Yes, we know this.

But tell us, did Irace often use you as his intermediary?

- For his deals, I mean. - No.

In fact, to be honest, I work much more with Merolla.

That would be Irace's competitor.

- He has his shop next to Irace's. - Of course.

- Why now, instead of with Merolla... - Business is business.

Merolla is a good person.

In fact, his offer for the fabric was even higher.

But Irace put the money on the table.

He paid instantly, upon receipt.

I couldn't refuse to give him a hand, even if...

Tell us, "even if"?

By securing the lot of fabrics, Irace put everyone

in the position of closing, including Merolla.

I see. Please sit.

Did Merolla know about your meeting this morning?

- I really can't say about that, I genuinely don't know. - Mmm.

- We should go talk to this Merolla. - You're indeed correct.

As a competitor of Irace, you have understandable reasons for...

My apologies for the interruption, Inspector.

- Following our meeting this morning, there are points requiring clarification. - Certainly.

Come with me.

- Please tell me more. - Yesterday Vinnie drank excessively.

Hence, he threatened that man, yet it doesn't imply he killed him.

You've mentioned that you two slept together.

I'm Vinnie's personal assistant... Vincenzo.

We're involved in an... "open" relationship, if you could call it that.

You possess a foreign accent, but you are conversational in Italian.

- My mother was from Frosinone before she emigrated... - Miss.

Did you spend the entire night with Vincenzo?

After our evening at the cinema,

We headed to a nightclub; Vincenzo, myself, and Jack.

Vinnie continued drinking.

He said he wanted to walk off his drunkenness.

I returned to the hotel, being weary. Jack went with him.

When I woke up, Vinnie was asleep beside me.

He was still dressed.

- At what time did you wake? - Around seven, perhaps half past seven.

I didn't check the time, but light was filtering into the room.

And did Jack stay with him the entire time?

I’m uncertain as we've yet to talk.

How do you explain the markings on Vincenzo's hands?

I'm not sure.

He might've had an altercation with someone or hit a wall.

I am confident of his innocence.

Vinnie is a former boxer, but he isn't spiteful.

After the last match, he donated the winnings,

To the widow of the boxer who sadly passed away.

He is a good man.

His weakness is that woman, Cettina.

- The victim's wife? - He returned to Italy for her.

That's not grounds to murder her husband, not for someone like Vinnie.

Thank you, miss.

- Shall we accompany you to the exit? - Thank you. - You're welcome.

- How is it, good? - Yes. - Excellent.

Falco, you now visit me unannounced.

My apologies, but I do have new information concerning Colombo Enrica,

who lives across from...you know who.

- What information? - She associates with Major Manfred von Brauchitsch.

Why should this matter concern me?

Von Brauchitsch is in Naples.

Presented as a cultural attaché at the German Consulate.

In our view, and it is shared in Rome,

his actual mission is to monitor and study

certain military structures, particularly the port.

A spy? I would never have guessed.

I can't understand why you are saying this to me.

A woman of your intelligence and allure can potentially,

possess the key to the secrets of any man.

Ultimately, Livia, it would only be another acquaintance.

You needn't delve too deeply.

Why should I lend myself to this charade?

To bestow a service for your homeland.

And also because...

Von Brauchitsch will attend a reception,

to which your inspector and his countess have also been invited.

Do you understand why we're here?

At this time people work, go shopping.

The houses are empty, three are available.

You stay here on the lookout for anyone approaching. If there is danger, whistle.

Can you whistle?

[WEAK WHISTLE]

[LOUD WHISTLE]

That's a whistle.

Inspector, I swear to you.

I'd reward whoever killed him.

Irace was an unethical merchant, everyone knew.

I was willing to offer 87,000 lire for those fabrics,

but he paid in cash.

Less, but in cash.

Thus, he has ruined me.

He has also ruined other traders with his unfair methods...

Well, now you can get your revenge, aren't you pleased?

I understand, it's inappropriate to speak ill of the deceased.

I'll have to close down regardless. The deal with the Scots will be handled by his brother-in-law.

- Michelangelo Taliercio. - Precisely.

They have the money at their disposal.

I'm headed towards bankruptcy.

Endangering my daughters and I.

Merolla, where were you on the morning of the crime?

I left my house around half past six.

My daughters can confirm this.

I came here to open the shop.

There's always hope, isn't there?

Everyone saw me and they can confirm it, it's not that...

Go, let's escape!

Let me see.

- Here’s yours. - Uha! - Well done.

- Here you go. - Nice.

Sasà. Wait up! Here.

- Oh! - Don't be foolish! - Here. - Just this one?

This one here...

- It’s yours. - Never mind.

- Let's go. - Goodbye. - Take care.

Ricciardi.

To inform you...

I have had a fiery call with the police chief.

In return, he received a severe rebuke from the Ministry.

- Because? - You're asking me?

That boxer, that coward known to everyone.

Should I arrest him?

Or do you prefer passing the case to De Blasio

So you can keep twiddling your thumbs?

- Certainly not, it will be done. - It better be.

- Camarda! Where is he? - Here. - Let's go.

- If the investigation goes to De Blasio, it's over. - What do we do?

- Shall we go and arrest Sannino? - Yes.

But first, I want to check a few things.

Are you sure I should not call my cousin?

He said to only speak in his presence.

- We really only need minimal information. - Alright.

So… what were you saying?

Yes, the serenade.

I couldn't believe it was Vincenzo, that he really came back.

Did your husband notice the serenade?

Of course, he woke up the entire apartment building.

I loved Vincenzo, but we were both children.

When my husband looked out

I told him I didn't know who was serenading.

Costantino had recognized him, I...couldn't pretend anymore.

Did Sannino come back from America for you?

Yes.

He promised me so.

But many years have passed. Then Costantino came along.

He saved the family shop.

I don't know how my brother would have managed.

Costantino has always helped him.

His wife is sick, and she needs expensive treatment.

Mrs. Irace, do you think it was Sannino?

I don't know what got into him.

But the Vincenzo I know...

He's not a murderer.

Even now, the times I've seen him...

He doesn't have evil eyes.

He only has a lot of pain.

I've made it look this way to understand the logic of the action.

There's no doubt the body was dragged.

If you look here, the fabrics are scraped.

You see here? But it's only scraped in the middle.

- What does it mean? - That there were two of them.

Exactly, that's why one is an inspector and one is not.

One held him by the arms, that's why the sleeves are intact.

Another, evidently, held him by the feet.

The back of the shoes and the bottom of the trousers

are intact.

Otherwise, the autopsy examination confirms it's the outcome of a serious beating.

Starting from the head, bruises on the face.

Lacerations in the area of the nose and mouth,

Fractured teeth and blood loss.

Then, broken ribs, ruptured spleen,

and bleeding in the peritoneum. - Poor man!

It doesn't end there, he had a good collection.

Broken right thigh bone and contusions to the left thigh.

I think, he first received a strong blow from behind on his legs

to knock him down, but...

The thing that killed him was a heavy blow to the right temple.

- A left hook. - Could be a left hook.

Good, you even understand boxing.

You're making a mistake, Inspector.

- Vinnie spent the night with the secretary. - Actually, no.

The lady admitted to finding him in bed when she woke up.

Too many clues incriminate him.

What explanation do you have for the bloodstains or the wounds on his hands?

While we were walking, they tried to rob us.

There were three or four of them, we punched them and they ran away.

That's why Vinnie was in that condition.

Then we came back here.

I assure you that I left him

At the door of Penny's room that night.

But I didn't go in.

- As soon as you went into your room, I went out. - To go where?

Who knows, Inspector? I was so drunk that...

Everyone here wants my arrest.

In my homeland everyone thinks I'm a coward.

So let's make them happy.

Let's go. No, it's not necessary.

Goodbye, Mr. Biasin.

Inspector.

Can I ask you a favor?

Just a walk, just a short stroll.

- Before I end up in a cell. - It doesn’t seem appropriate... - Maione.

Come.

You know, Inspector? I've actually lived two lives.

One in America, with boxing, fame.

The other has stayed here...

Near the sea...

and Cettina.

You never quite managed to forget her.

See that rock?

Cettina and I used to come right here.

She wanted "The Nameless Serenade".

That’s what she called it.

I sang it that night beneath her house.

I sang my pain, because she’s no longer mine.

But Cettina is me, Inspector.

It's every heartbeat of mine.

Every breath.

There hasn't been a single night in which she didn't appear in my dreams.

Perhaps I dreamt of her that time..

- I'm not certain. - What do you mean?

I recall dreaming about being under her house.

In this dream, I saw her husband leaving the house.

Then, I went upstairs.

It all seemed so real.

A shame it was merely a dream.

We must go now, Sannino.

[PHONOGRAPH MUSIC PLAYING]

Denial is pointless.

Everything about you reveals it.

Your face, your gaze.

Even the way you appreciate music.

From how you moved, it seemed you wanted to inform the world...

that you've fallen in love.

If you wish to deny it

to spare me the pain...

Well, you are mistaken.

Knowing you're content brings me a joy...

which even surpasses the self-love

or this foolish jealousy

of an old man.

He is already forced to see me to maintain a façade.

I don't want to impose anything else on him.

Love in any case is a weight that must be carried.

Your words affirm all the affection I feel for you, yet...

Do not surrender, Bianca.

If you are truly in love.

Bianca! What a delight to see you after so long!

It is a pleasure for me as well.

- Is this the Baron di Malomonte, am I correct? - At your disposal.

- I knew your father. - Impossible, Marquise.

You are way too young.

Shall we meet up later?

Congratulations on the magnificent gathering.

- Good evening, Countess. - Good evening.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

- Please, take me away from here. - We're already here.

I know there are guests secretly among us

who instigated that ridiculous trial against you.

- Please. - Thank you.

It's crucial they notice us.

You know what...

Is there something I should know?

I'll tell you now.

Are you there, Bambinella?

Bambinella!

- Bambinella! - Yes, Sergeant, I'm here.

I'll leave soon, I only came to tell you

that I've spoken with your friend, but he's stubborn.

He's adamant about meeting...

Bambinella, what have you done?

I convinced him not to go.

- And he reduced you to this state? - What are you thinking?

Gustavo truly cares for me.

Understood.

You're charming, even like this.

How stubborn you are...

Look what you've caused.

- Does it hurt? - Slightly.

Patience, gradually... it'll subside.

Can I know who did this?

Eh, Bambinella?

Eh? Bambinella?

Did you fall asleep?

It's been so long since I felt the touch of a friendly hand.

Genuinely friendly.

How stubborn you are...

Will you tell me who it was?

It was Pascalone's men.

They wanted to know where I hid him

because I've hidden him in a place that only I know.

One of these days, you'll get yourself killed. They will tear you to pieces!

So she was the one who accused you of...

That's what they told me during the interrogation.

Stop, please! Dear Livia!

I asked our musicians to accompany you.

No one wants to deny themselves the pleasure of hearing you sing.

[APPLAUSE] Please.

Clear the way.

[SINGS "THE MAN I LOVE"]

- At least now you can breathe. - Much better.

I'm really not used to this.

- Well, I... had a good time. - I'm lucky you were there.

- Accomplices. - Yes, accomplices.

Mom, wait for me! I'm coming too!

Mom, wait for me! I'm coming too!

Wait!

Don't run!

Do you like children?

Who doesn't?

I can't have any.

I really wanted to, but...

I'll never know the joy of being a mother.

- I'm sorry, I wanted to tell you, since earlier you confided in me. - Yes.

I'm sorry.

I love another woman.

You look good, Nelide.

For some time now, you carry a different glow.

I just wanted to say that you look good.

Thank you.

On the contrary, you seem a bit worn out.

You never eat any food.

I'm going to do some shopping. "Grain by grain, a loaf is made".

If you say so...

- Please, miss. - Thank you, have a good day.

Give me two of these.

They look delicious.

Right away.

- Good morning, what brings you to these parts? - I'll tell you nicely.

Go to Pasquale and tell him I'm here.

Look who we have here! None other than Sergeant Raffaele Maione!

Good morning, Pasquale.

To what do I owe this honor?

Pasquale, do you remember how many times I saved your hide in school?

I barely remember going to school.

Do you know why?

Because neither your teacher nor your father ever hit you hard.

They never did that, because I always had your back.

I had to lie and act like a fool many times to cover for you.

- And now what do you want ? Do you want me to thank you after all this time? - No.

Gustavo La Zoccola.

You know, he made a mistake.

- I have to set an example, otherwise here... - No one respects you, I know.

- So, why have you come? - He realized his mistake.

He is remorseful and will never do it again.

Also, he has a wife and two kids.

Speaking of which, he also has a cross-dresser lover.

That isn't a man of honor.

Sooner or later, we'll find him.

And what if I suggest repentance?

Total repentance.

Now the young Balilla from the Sanità neighborhood will chant the chorus

"On the Sacred Shore of the Nile" from Verdi's "Aida".

♪ On the Nile...♪ - Help me think.

- At this moment, what new thing do we have in hand? - What do you mean?

To one side, there's the boxer with his threats.

On the other side, there's Irace who has to close a deal.

- Then what? Think about it. - Give me something, please...

- Thank you! - As I was saying, think about it.

Regardless of the threats that morning, Irace

takes a lot of money in his pocket

to meet Martuscelli and conclude the matter.

- Business is business. - Exactly.

- He had to go to that meeting no matter what. - So what?

I don't know.

Let's hear what else Taliercio has to say about the transaction.

[APPLAUSE]

- Good morning. - Good morning.

We are Inspector Ricciardi and Sergeant Maione. You are?

- Paolo Forino. - And Mr. Taliercio?

I'm sorry, Inspector, but Mr. Taliercio is not here.

Can you tell us when will he return?

- Usually, in the afternoon. - What do you mean "usually"?

Mr. Taliercio is typically away from the shop

from noon until afternoon to visit his wife.

- So, then he returns to his own house? - No.

No, his wife is not at home, she is unfortunately in a clinic.

If you need to know something, you can ask me.

- Forino, right? - Yes.

About the last important deal that Irace was looking after,

the one with the valuable fabrics…

Yes, the 150 pieces of combed whipcord.

Very good. What do you know exactly?

With those fabrics, we would have been set for two years.

Who knew about Irace's advanced meeting with the sellers,

in your opinion?

Well, poor Mr. Irace…

His brother-in-law and…

and the mediator, logically.

And you, logically.

Of course, but I didn't go around spreading the news.

Forino, look at me.

Do you think it's possible

that someone told Merolla about the meeting?

Considering that he too was keen on sealing the deal?

Inspector, I do not know this.

But it all happened all of a sudden.

I remember that the day before

Irace and his brother-in-law called Lawyer Capone,

who manages the administration,

to have him prepare the 85,000 lire needed in cash.

- Excuse me, how much did you say? - 85,000 lire.

- Are you certain of this? - In cash.

You! You again!

Once again, you!

You're still here.

Of course.

What is it, Inspector?

Irace came from there, he entered the alley going in that direction.

If it's as Bruno says,

perhaps one of them hid in there to ambush him.

- So, was it the boxer or his friend? - No, Raffaele.

They're both too big to fit in there.

He was attacked from behind.

He was standing still and the hit made him fall, do you understand?

Was he standing still in the alley? That might have been the situation.

Someone could have surprised him from behind

He was just standing in the alley, talking to another person.

That's pretty likely

Otherwise, it would have been hard to surprise him, right?

Unless he was distracted by someone else.

These are his clothes.

- Here you go, Raffaele. - Put it here.

Look here.

This button was ripped out. Everything else is intact.

This pair of trousers is worth the freedom of a man.

- Keep it safe. - Doctor. - Goodbye.

Don't just think about yourself, there's also the happiness of others.

- Good morning, Sergio. - Good morning.

- Miss! - Good morning.

Miss, I might not be good at these things, but...

- What things? Excuse me? - Miss...

- I don't understand you, speak up. - Yes.

I might not be good at some things

but if I understand correctly, don't give up.

"Those who don't think first, sigh later."

If you want something, go for it.

- Inspector. - Hey. - The mediator confirmed.

He would have paid 85,000 lire.

- He only had 70,000 in his pocket. - Yes.

- I'll think about it tomorrow. - Shall we follow this lead?

- It increases the risk of discovery. - Can't we just ask around?

We can only ask those who knew and who might've warned him.

As you wish.

- Good evening. - Good evening.

- Excuse me, Sergeant. - What is it?

- There might be news about the thefts. - There might be or there are?

- Both. - Both... No, I can't take it.

I give up, I can't do it.

Excuse me!

- Excuse me. - Miss. - Tomorrow is my birthday.

- There will be a party. - Congratulations. - Let me talk.

Someone will be coming to my house.

- I know who you're talking about. - I know you know.

Because we have been watching each other, right? We've been watching each other for a long time.

This person will ask for my hand.

I imagine you're happy about it.

If I was happy, would I be talking to you about this?

I need to know if I can keep believing

before I answer someone who wants a family with me.

I need to know what you want from your future.

You're not mistaken about the feelings I have for you.

But I...

I will never be able to give you what you want for...

for your future.

I was a fool, Lina. I was a fool.

I was scared.

I was thrilled to hear that you wouldn't be receiving other clients.

I understand, we don't need to talk about it anymore.

No, how can we not talk about it? No, we need to talk.

- We need to talk, because if you feel what I feel... - Ssh.

You stay here.

We are together here.

We see each other here.

- There's nothing else to add. - I want to take you away from here.

You're a doctor.

A respected physician.

Don't ruin your life because of me.

It's not worth it.

- Good evening, Livia. - Nothing new, I'm sorry.

I had a lovely evening with Manfred.

He's kind, chivalrous, but he doesn't ask questions.

- And he avoids answering mine. - That will take time.

He's really in love with that teacher.

Yes, sure, he's attracted to me, but he's all for her in his mind.

I don't think he will resist you for a long time.

Surely, no one can resist being attracted to me, right?

It's a pity that the attraction remains only that

and feelings are intended for others.

Or maybe those who really love you don't get a chance.

And can't afford to tell you.

- Giovanni. - Hey.

Is there something you need to tell me?

- Why? - Are you in love? - Mum, what are you saying?

Did you take money from dad's jacket to buy her a gift?

- I don't understand you. - Look what I found. - Sorry for being late!

- Raffaele. - I know, something came up.

- What came up? - There was a theft in the neighborhood.

- Ah. - It seems that some kids did it.

- They were seen running away. Lend me a hand. - Yes.

- The table is set. - What's for dinner?

- Pasta and potatoes. - With provola?

- Of course. - Hey! Daddy's boy!

Daddy's boy!

Bambinella, let me explain it again.

These are bad people, but they have certain... moral standards.

If Gustavo apologizes for the offense he committed

and promises to return to his wife and kids...

Wife and kids, the end of the story.

No side distractions...

He forgets it.

- "Moral standards." - Eh.

How can separating two people who are in love be a moral standard?

What do you want from me?

I made this suggestion and it was accepted.

I couldn't do more.

Now it's your call.

I care about him a lot.

I care about him too much to not give up everything for him.

I'll tell him I have another lover, so he'll hate me and forget me.

But at least he won't suffer as I do for an injustice.

Thank you.

Mom...

Remember my words, Luigi.

Don't fear loneliness.

Our clinic requires substantial payments.

Privacy is included in the price.

I realize that, director.

The only alternative to having the information

that you could give me now in complete privacy

is for me to obtain it through legal means.

So, you choose.

Our guests are admitted in three sections.

The agitated, semi-agitated, and calm ones.

Where is the person we're talking about hosted?

In the second section.

I need to know how long she has been here and how much she pays.

She's been here for six years and pays 10,000 lire a year.

It's one of the highest fees, given the particularities of the treatment.

How are the payments? Are they on time?

The family has been significantly overdue in recent months, but fortunately...

Two days ago, the fee was paid in full.

They even paid for the next six months in advance.

At this point, I only need two last things.

I need to use your phone and see the person in question.

I'm fully aware that she's being visited, but see...

I genuinely need to see them both.

Inspector.

What are you doing here? How did you find out?

You always leave your shop from noon onwards.

I followed you.

- Did you really follow me? - Yes.

- Nothing less, you followed me? - Yes.

Taliercio.

I'm sorry for your wife.

I am truly sorry.

But there's no sense in lying anymore.

- I don't understand what you want from me. - I want 85,000 lire.

That was the money your brother-in-law took with him

for that meeting.

Few knew he kept it in a pocket of his trousers.

You are among those few.

On him, we found less money.

70,000 lire laying in a coat pocket.

The button from the pocket of the trousers was ripped off.

Whoever took the money had torn it in a frenzy from the pocket

making the button fly off. They took a part, 15,000 lire

and the rest was put in the coat pocket.

- And so? - The magistrate will be informed

That you needed the 15,000 lire

to pay for your wife's fee and advance a semester.

You have no proof!

I got along with Costantino! I had no reason to kill him!

- The money. - I'm not a violent man! - Taliercio, the money.

That's the reason. We also know you weren't alone.

In the alley, there's a hiding place

where one of your accomplices laid in wait to strike him from behind.

We know who he is.

The only other person who knew about the meeting time.

The only one with the right physique to hide in that alley.

He was the one who killed.

Is that right?

Do you understand?

Me! I, who had been the boss, now took the salary!?

And he? He never came to the shop.

Why? I'll tell you why, because it was his stuff, like me.

Like the merchandise, like my sister.

Do you remember Cettina? Remember how beautiful she was?

Now she's a shadow of who she used to be,

as if she were dead, killed by him.

Adare', you must be calm, because I'll take care of you.

Even if they put me in jail.

I swore in front of God.

"In good and in bad, in health and in sickness."

Don't worry, I'll take care of you, yes, be calm.

Be calm, I'll take care of you.

Can't we eat in peace?

It's better if you calm down and stay seated, believe me.

Mrs. Irace, unintentionally, you told us.

I don't understand.

"The times I've seen him", are your words.

They are plural, "the times".

We were aware of only one time, at the cinema.

- There was at least one other meeting between you and Sannino. - Cettina!

It was when they killed Irace.

You were alone at home, right?

And you opened the door to Vincenzo, didn’t you?

He was drunk.

He told me everything as though it was a dream.

But it was true. It was true that you met.

It was true that you kissed.

What have you done? Tell me it isn't true.

I peeked out.

He was there looking at me just like all those years ago.

- Did you kiss him? - You can't control yourself.

- You can't contain your jealousy. - What are you saying?

It wasn't enough to eliminate the one who married the woman you love, but Sannino as well.

That evening there was the serenade, the whole building heard it.

You must have too.

That must have been when you started thinking about how to do it.

Surely, Sannino helped you with his scene at the theatre.

Then for someone who knows the Law the plan could have been complete.

Isn't it so? That's how you planned it all.

You acted on your cousin's need for money.

- These are only suspicions. - Your cousin has confessed.

You were the one who struck.

You took advantage of Irace's surprise

when he found his brother-in-law there at that hour.

[SCREAMS]

Then you finished him

with a blow made on purpose so the fault would fall on Sannino

to the right temple, while he was already unconscious.

In the end you took the necessary amount

to cover the clinic fee for Taliercio's wife.

The rest you left on him.

He should have waited until the police were going to return the money.

But he couldn't resist.

He knew how much money he had. He took as much as he needed

and in his haste he put everything in his coat pocket.

Your goal was to make sure

we would immediately discard the robbery as a motive.

That we would focus our attention on the boxer.

You were unlucky. You couldn't imagine

how much money Irace had left the house with that morning

In the end we would have discovered it.

How could you? My husband.

- Vincenzo. - Don't you understand?

I could have gotten rid of both of them in one fell swoop.

I thought our dream could have been realized.

"Ours", right? Because you dreamed it too, didn't you?

It can only be that way, right, Cettina?

Isn't that true, my love?

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

- She is a prostitute. - The mysterious woman? - The woman I love.

Do you really love her?

As I have never loved before.

Assuming I was capable of love before.

What do you intend to do?

Not let her escape for anything in the world.

I am preparing a big surprise.

- May you find happiness with her, my friend. - Her name is Lina.

- To Lina then. - To Lina.