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Welcome! Isabel, your sister is here!

- You made it. - Of course I did.

This place is incredible.

It's been in Matteo's family nearly 200 years.

I'm glad you came. Isabella did not think you would.

Mamma.

I couldn't miss my niece's wedding.

Where's the groom? He should be here by now.

- Wait, please. - Alice, wait.

Something's happened, hasn't it?

Giovanni Riva. Capitano di Carabinieri.

- Are you English? - Yes.

- Are you Raffaela? - What do you need?

An electronic tag for a mobile phone.

I think that policeman, il capitano, likes you.

I was born here. I went to school here.

When I came back from medical school, I got my first job here.

So you came here for a wedding, you went for a run

and you've seen an old ruin and you decided to buy it?

Pretty much.

Sylvia has friends in Italy?

She has friends all over the world.

And enemies too, probably.

Bound to in her line of work.

- Trade negotiations? - Sylvia's a spy.

Studied Arabic at Cambridge.

Conspicuously dull diplomatic career.

Endless postings abroad.

What else could she be?

You need a coffee.

And a shower.

Goodbye, Signora Fox. Or should I say Signora Volpe?

Sounds better in Italian.

Everything sounds better in Italian.

Good morning.

Please could I have some celery?

Two euros. Thank you very much.

- Buongiorno, Catalina. - Ciao, Sylvia.

- Hello, Isabel. - Welcome home.

Grazie.

Grazie.

- Alla nostra. - Alla nostra.

Do you realise, you've been in Panicale almost a whole year?

You sound surprised.

Well, when you disappeared last month,

I wondered if we'd ever see you again.

Why on earth would you think that?

You've never exactly stayed anywhere very long, have you?

I told you, it was just a bit of freelance work.

Turns out there are bills to pay, even in paradise.

Grazie.

Would you like to go ahead?

Thank you, Signor Bracchi, we’ll wait our turn.

Signora Gori.

Thank you for the baby clothes you sent for Giovanna.

It was very kind of you.

It was really our pleasure.

Signora Masone.

My sincere condolences on your great loss.

Scusa.

Antonella.

Sylvia, you're home! Bad girl! Why haven't you come to see me?

I only got back yesterday!

Don't ask her where she's been, because she won't tell you.

A trade negotiation in Germany. All very boring.

Then I come back to Panicale, and a fight breaks out.

Poor Vittoria. Grief has made her crazy.

Her husband killed himself.

- Oh, no. - I'm so sorry.

Who was the man she slapped?

Gori. It looked like Franco Gori.

Yes.

He's the principal of the high school here.

He does a lot of charity work.

He and his wife set up a group for...

dipendenti dal gioco d'azzardo?

Hmm. Gambling addicts.

Si. Vittoria's husband had a problem, big debts.

Franco Gori tried to help him, but...

How tragic.

I must go to the cemetery now.

I'm cooking dinner for Isabella and Matteo tonight.

Why don't you come?

I'd love to, but I already have plans.

- Ciao. - Ciao.

Plans, eh?

Yes.

Giovanni.

Hello, stranger.

- I've missed you. - I've missed you too.

- Where are we going? - Nowhere.

I'm going to cook for you, to welcome you home.

- Do you mind? - Mind?

I'm delighted.

- That's you. - I'm not going to answer.

Yes, you are.

Si?

Si.

I'm sorry.

You'd better go.

Damn. I'll call you.

Si?

- Capitano. - Barzini. Doctore.

A man called Franco Gori has been murdered.

Stab wound to the heart.

This place is a community canteen.

The body was in an office out the back.

Who found the body?

The priest and Signora Silvestre.

They were here for a fundraiser.

- Buona sera, Padre. - Prego.

We called an ambulance straight away, but he was clearly dead.

You didn’t touch the body?

No.

Only to check if he was alive.

When did you last see Signor Gori alive?

This morning.

At Luigi Masone’s funeral.

Franco.

Franco!

That’s Franco Gori’s wife.

Franco. Franco!

Good morning, may we come in?

Signora...

You know that Franco Gori is dead?

May he burn in hell.

Where were you yesterday, between six and six thirty?

Captain, Captain

Coming

Sylvia.

Hello, Antonella.

Isabel's just been telling me the ghastly news

about what's happened at Cibo Per Tutti.

They've arrested Vittoria.

Well, they probably just want to talk to her,

because of what happened at the church.

They took her away in handcuffs.

Yeah, but they don't think she's capable of murder or anything.

Of course not! I know Vittoria.

She won't help herself.

We have to do something.

It was your friend who came for her.

Come in.

Thank you

Sylvia.

Hello

Hello madam.

Uh, this is, um, Brigadiere Roberta Barzini.

- Hamdani's replacement. - Ah. Sylvia Fox. Hello.

Pleased to meet you, Signora.

You can go now, Barzini. Thank you.

You didn't tell me Hamdani had left.

I had other things on my mind yesterday.

What's Barzini like?

She likes to do things her own way.

Like you.

Sorry about last night.

Not your fault.

I heard you've already arrested someone.

Is that the only reason you're here?

Of course not. I was wondering if you might be free for lunch.

Uh...

I have to work.

You were telling me about the arrest.

- No, I wasn't. - You're going to, though.

Well, uh, we found a manichino in Vittoria Masone's house.

So? She's a seamstress. She makes robes for priests.

It was stabbed through the heart.

And Gori's name was written across it.

Oh.

Well, if I was planning to murder someone,

I wouldn't practise at home

and leave the evidence around for everyone to see.

If you were planning a murder, Signora Volpe,

none of us would stand a chance.

Thank you... I think.

Have you found the weapon?

A knife from the kitchen at Cibo Per Tutti.

Wiped clean afterwards.

Alibi?

Signora Masone says she was in the church in Panicale.

She doesn't know when she arrived or left.

So, is there any actual evidence against her?

No. But she refuses to answer questions.

That's not a good enough reason to keep her locked up.

I know that.

We'll release her, but she'll stay under investigation.

When will you let her go?

In the next hour.

And how is she getting back to Panicale?

Capitano Riva is a good man. Don't be afraid to talk to him.

I'm not afraid.

But why should I help him find who killed Franco Gori?

I'm glad il bastardo is dead.

Will you tell me why?

No.

You shouldn't be alone when you get home.

Is there anyone I can call for you?

No.

Antonella said you have a brother.

Raimondo? No, thanks.

We have a family business in Perugia.

And Raimondo is the boss now.

A small part of it belongs to me and I wanted to sell it,

to help my husband. But Raimondo said no.

I'm sorry. That must have been very hard for you.

It's my fault that Luigi started gambling.

How can that be?

I was going to stop working for Raimondo.

I want to do beautiful dresses for...

la sposa?

The bride?

You wanted to make wedding dresses?

Si.

We needed money to begin.

And then Luigi lost his job.

And Raimondo gave him work, but he paid him almost nothing.

We had to spend our savings just to live.

And that's why he started gambling?

And he couldn't stop. He couldn't stop.

Why don’t you go and lie down for a while?

I’ll call you when it's ready.

You did the right thing, to bring her here.

I couldn't think what else to do.

Vittoria was talking about her husband, and she got upset.

Said it was her fault he started gambling.

That's not true.

Vittoria is very religious. She feels guilty about everything.

Not about Gori's death, apparently.

She's delighted about that, and making no attempt to hide it.

Everyone will think she killed him.

Even if the police don't charge her,

her life will be impossible.

I'm sure the carabinieri will find the killer soon.

You have to help them.

Antonella, it's not my job.

You helped Carlo Sabatini. And that boy from Russia.

You can't help my friend?

Did Franco Gori have any enemies?

No.

What about his wife? The spouse is usually the first suspect.

Romana Gori is a good woman.

She's a mouse.

So where should I start looking?

Is there somebody who might know why Vittoria blamed Gori?

Other friends? Family?

Just her brother. But you won't get anything out of him.

Good afternoon, Signora.

How can I help you?

Signor Ballotelli?

- Yes. - My name's Clare Gennari.

I work for Vita Mutuale. The insurance company?

I am not interested.

Oh, don't worry, I'm not here to sell you a policy.

I'm investigating the death of Signor Luigi Masone.

- He killed himself. - Yes.

But in certain circumstances,

the company can still make a payment to the bereaved.

Hmm. Really?

How well did you know your late brother-in-law?

We were not close.

But he worked for you, didn't he?

Yes, for a short time.

Were you aware that Signor Masone had a gambling problem?

I was aware he spent money he did not have.

- Did you ever lend him money? - No!

- Did he ask? - Once.

Never again.

Was he seeking help for his addiction?

Addiction!

Signora, I do not want to seem unchristian,

but this was entirely Luigi's fault, no one else's.

He was a weak man, and he...

did not trust in God.

It's helpful to have your perspective.

Hmm.

This must be very hard for your family.

- How's your sister? - Not good.

At the funeral, no decorum, no... self-control.

Well, funerals are never easy.

This one should never have taken place at all.

Why is that?

The true church does not grant sacred rites

to people who take their own lives.

Thank you for your time, Signor Ballotelli.

Rafaella.

Please!

Mm! This is so good.

And I love your new place.

Thank you.

What's wrong?

There's something not right about Raimondo Ballotelli.

Do you want me to see what I can find out about him?

Why not?

He may not be a killer, but he's a nasty piece of work.

Leave it with me.

Hello, Father.

I'm Sylvia Fox. I'm Dr Matteo's sister-in-law.

I know who you are, signora. I'm pleased to meet you.

- Have you got a moment? - Yes.

Antonella Vitale is very worried about Vittoria.

Ah. I've told the carabinieri that she was still praying

in the church at six that night when I left to go to Tavernelle.

It's not possible she had time to kill Signor Gori.

And do the police accept that?

Of course. But people talk, you know?

This hill.

Grazie.

You like it?

It's astonishing.

Perugino painted it over 500 years ago.

It's the Martyrdom of Saint Sebastian.

Allora?

Has Antonella asked you to find Franco Gori's killer?

As I said, signora, I know who you are.

You have made a little name for yourself in Panicale.

Do you disapprove?

How can it be bad, to seek the truth?

The trouble is, I don't know where to start looking.

And you hoped I would give you a sign,

perhaps from something I heard in confession?

That's not going to happen, is it?

No one has confessed to me that they are a murderer, signora.

I think I am permitted to tell you that much.

What would you say if they did?

I would tell them to go to the carabinieri.

And if they refused?

I would have to keep their secret.

Thank you for talking to me.

My pleasure, as well as my duty.

- Your duty? - You live in my parish.

It doesn't matter if you don't come to my church.

Though you are welcome there, of course.

Vittoria's brother told me that people who kill themselves

aren't supposed to have a church funeral. Is that true?

It was, many years ago.

Though even then, the priest would often find a way.

But the rules are kinder now.

But Raimondo Ballotelli doesn't like the change.

It's one reason he's never succeeded in becoming a priest.

What are the others?

Did you know the early church fathers

judged excessive curiosity to be a vice?

Oh, dear.

I’m sorry, Padre...

Simona Monaldo is trying to reach you.

Her mother is dying.

I'm afraid I have to go, signora.

Lock up, please.

- Hello. I'm Sylvia Fox. - Gabriel Amadou.

- You're also a priest? - A deacon.

I'll become a priest next year.

Will you stay in Panicale after that?

I'll go wherever God calls me, signora.

Prego.

Grazie.

I was hoping for a coffee, but it looks like I'm too late.

Yeah, I'm just off to do my shift at the mensa sociale.

- Um, I'll see you later. - Sure.

Or I could come with you. Lend a hand.

- With the washing-up. - OK.

Is your friend who found the body going to be there?

Yes, she is. Which is lucky, isn't it?

Because that's the reason you're coming. Hop in.

Buongiorno.

This is my sister Sylvia.

She's come to help. Don't let her cook.

Welcome Signora.

Hi, Sylvia, I'm Mara. We met at Isabel's house before.

Hello again.

Mm! That smells delicious.

Ogbono soup?

My grandmother's special dish. You know it?

One of my favourites.

But I've never seen it made with pork before.

We're in Umbria, signora.

- Pronto. - Scusi, signora.

Uh, Sylvia?

Can you empty the dishwasher and take things through?

- Uh, Mara? - Yes?

Would you mind showing her where everything goes?

OK.

I think it's amazing you're back in action here,

so soon after Signor Gori's death.

People don't stop being hungry because somebody dies.

I meant you personally.

Finding the body must have been an awful experience.

Yes. I'll get the bread out.

I haven't worked this hard in years.

I'm surprised to see Antonella here.

Why? This is a mensa sociale, not a soup kitchen.

Some people eat for free, but most people pay.

Giovanni. What's going on?

I'll tell you later.

Prego.

What happened?

Riva and his new brigadiere have taken Mara away.

He didn't say why.

They can't imagine she had anything to do

with Franco Gori's murder, can they?

What else could it be?

What's up?

Not yet. I have to help clear up.

I know, I know.

But we’re short-handed and they need me.

I’m coming.

I'm sorry, I have to go.

I forgot Luca was home early today. I'm sorry.

Luca's her husband. He's a pig.

Why do you think the police came for Mara?

They might want to go through her statement again.

But couldn't they just call her

and ask her to come into the station?

- Tell me about Mara. - Um... She's a single mother.

She opened a little bakery a few years ago

when her daughter started secondary school. Oh.

- Now, that's a surprise. - What?

Romana Gori's salon... it's open.

Maybe her staff are carrying on without her.

No, no, I think she runs it on her own.

Don't wait for me.

Why do you always look for trouble?

I'm still coming tomorrow for the weekend.

I should be there about nine.

I have to go now, someone has come into the salon.

Si, si, ciao, ciao.

- Buongiorno, signora. - Hello.

I don't have an appointment,

but is there any chance of a wash and blow dry?

Sure. Please.

- And your jacket. - Grazie.

Grazie.

I was very sorry to hear about your husband.

Thank you.

You knew Franco?

No, but everyone says he was a wonderful man.

He was a saint.

I haven't lived here for very long, but my sister has.

She's married to Dr Matteo?

Oh. I know her.

We were just helping out at Cibo Per Tutti.

It's a tribute to Signor Gori

that all the volunteers turned up today.

It's better to carry on, if you can.

Like you're doing?

What else should I do? Sit upstairs and weep?

You live over the salon?

It's a small apartment, but it's big enough for us.

I'm sorry.

Who could possibly want to kill a man who did so much good?

- Is the water OK? - Hm-hmm.

Did he have problems before?

Threats of any kind?

Never. Everyone loved Franco.

Except Vittoria Masone.

You have heard about that too?

She was not herself at the funeral.

But she must have had some reason...

What are you doing?

Get out.

I'm sorry. I know you're upset.

Maybe I shouldn't have come, but you were open.

Liar!

You have come here to spy on me!

That's not true!

Please. You can't send me away looking like this!

Matteo.

Sylvia. Get in.

- What happened? - I'll tell you on the way.

Thanks for the lift, Matteo.

I suppose it's no use asking you not to tell Isabel about this.

No, no use at all.

Do you think Franco Gori's killer

was some random crazy person?

Sylvia... you don't have to find the killer,

just because my mamma asked you to.

Leave your friend to do his job.

See you soon. Thanks again.

Ciao.

Hello.

Am I going to get my supper cooked for me tonight?

This is not a social call.

What's wrong?

Romana Gori has accused us of sending an undercover officer

to spy on her.

Oh, that's absurd.

I needed a blow dry and... I was just curious.

Oh, come on, Sylvia. Do you think I'm a fool?

No, of course not.

Barzini managed to calm her down,

and no further action will be taken.

This time. But it has to stop.

OK.

Sorry.

How about a glass of wine?

No, thank you. I have to go.

Bye.

Was Vittoria's husband's death definitely suicide?

Yes. There's no doubt.

One more question.

Does Romana Gori have an alibi?

No alibi. But no evidence that she killed her husband,

or wanted him dead.

Good night.

Mara Silvestre, we’re going to charge you.

What?

No. I beg you.

Signora, you have confessed to a very serious crime.

What will happen to me now?

I can’t stay here. My daughter needs me!

The court is likely to grant bail if you co-operate with our inquiries.

I've told you everything.

We need more!

We need to know everything about Franco Gori.

Was there anything unusual in his behaviour before his death?

Anything that stands out?

The evening before his murder...

I was working late at Cibo Per Tutti.

I heard Franco having a fight with someone in the office next door.

They were shouting.

It got pretty bad.

Who was this person?

Gabriel.

Gabriel Amadou.

He works with Padre Giuliano.

Good morning, Father.

I hope you’ve recovered from the other day?

I’m fine, thank you, Capitano.

What can I do for you?

We need to speak with Gabriel Amadou.

He’s not here, but he should be back soon.

In fact, that sounds like him.

Signor Amadou!

Stop!

Gabriel! Wait!

All units, back up needed!

Position. What is your position please?

Northern road out of Panicale.

In pursuit of a suspect in a murder case.

Male. Around 30 years old.

A priest on a moped.

Is that a joke?

Do you think I’ve got time to joke around?

There he is.

Out of the way!

Damn it!

Hello.

Who are you?

I'm a friend of Romana's. She's just popped out.

Are you the housekeeper?

What are you doing here?

Would you like me to call her?

No...

You won't.

You're crazy!

Not that one.

Wait!

Isabel thought I might find you here.

Shouldn't you be taking it easy?

I need to be busy.

What did the police want?

They charged me with fraud.

You know that I'm the treasurer of Cibo Per Tutti?

Hm-hmm.

I borrowed money from the account.

Was Franco Gori blackmailing you?

You took the money so you could pay him?

I was desperate.

Because of the murder,

the police looked at the charity's accounts

before I could pay it back.

I'm so sorry.

Now everyone will find out why I did it.

Not if you plead guilty and there's no trial.

You'll get through this, Mara, however bad it is.

It's not about me.

It's about Rosa. My daughter.

You don't have to tell me.

Rosa is 17, a good student.

Last year, she got pregnant.

She'd already broken up with the boy before she found out.

I couldn't let it ruin her life!

And Gori used it against you?

She talked to a counsellor at school.

Gori found out somehow.

He told me that as a good Catholic,

he couldn't write Rosa a recommendation for university,

unless I made amends, by giving money to his special charity.

What? Ruthless bastard!

Yes. He was a devil.

But I didn't kill him.

I believe you.

But, Mara, you have to tell Capitano Riva

about the blackmail.

Not the reason, just that it was happening.

He'll think I did it after all!

Did you give them an alibi?

Padre Giuliano and I arrived together that night.

He saw me drive up and get out of my car.

So you're in the clear.

Please, talk to Capitano Riva.

I've said too much to him already.

Maybe I got someone into trouble.

What do you mean?

Mara Silvestre called me.

- Did she? - Oh, don't act so surprised.

If we'd known that Gori was a blackmailer,

we would have approached Amadou more carefully.

Well, we don't know for certain that Gori was targeting Gabriel,

let alone that Gabriel killed him.

Then why did he run away?

Because he realised that Mara must have told you

about his confrontation with Gori. He panicked.

And made himself look even more guilty.

Yes.

Or maybe he is the killer.

Who knows how many people Gori was blackmailing?

Any one of them could have done it.

That's not very helpful.

What you need is a list of Gori's victims.

Do you have this list?

I'm not interfering, remember?

Grazie.

- It's good of you to come. - Matteo said it was important.

Please.

Brigadiere.

Do you have news for me?

No.

But...

I have a search warrant.

They say you are good at finding people.

Sometimes.

Please, find Gabriel.

I'm sure the carabinieri are doing everything they can.

It's important I talk to him before they do.

He must have had a reason for running away.

Are you sure you want him found?

Whatever Gabriel might have done,

it's better that he come back and face up to the consequences.

Please, before he does anything foolish.

He won't hurt you, I'm sure of that.

Do you have any idea where he might have gone?

We didn't find anything upstairs.

Hmm.

You have a really beautiful home Signora.

I've never seen that before.

I told you, I’ve never seen that book before.

How can it have anything to do with Franco’s murder?

What is the Panicale Benevolent Society?

I don’t know.

Franco was a good man, he helped a lot of people.

I didn’t know all his business matters.

Seriously?

You must really want to go to jail.

Did you know about the blackmail, Signora?

Someone was trying to blackmail Franco?!

Oh, mamma mia.

No, signora.

Mara's just been to see me.

How did you find out?

Or can't you tell me?

Everyone except Vittoria was so sure Franco Gori was a saint.

That always makes me suspicious.

Well...

Do you know how many people he was blackmailing?

A lot.

So that makes all of them suspects.

All of them would have a motive, certainly.

I know the carabinieri have to carry on looking for the killer.

- But you don't have to. - Why?

- Do you know who it is? - Me?

No.

If I did, I'd keep it to myself.

Panicale will be a better place without Gori.

I agree.

But you're not going to let it go, are you?

No. I can't.

I have to know the truth.

- Hi, Giovanni. - Where are you?

Actually, I'm in Perugia now, doing some shopping.

Oh, really? Uh, should I come and find you?

No, I'll come to you. Give me an hour.

- OK, outside the station. - OK.

- Ciao. - Bye.

Hi. I've just made some fantastic peach gelato.

- You have to try it. - Definitely, I'd love to.

But first, I'd like to place a special order.

Shall we have a chat in the office?

I think so.

So, what do you need?

Nothing fancy. Just a drone.

Um, military grade?

If you have one.

Hmm.

Nice.

I thought you might need one of these.

Oh, grazie.

Please.

How's your day so far?

Romana Gori claims to know nothing about the blackmail.

She says her husband managed their money.

She's lying, but I can't prove it.

Found anything unusual in their finances?

No.

Just his salary and the small income from her salon.

I asked Signora Gori how they managed to afford

such a magnificent villa, and she said that...

she didn't know because her husband managed their money.

Have you spoken to the people listed in the ledger?

What ledger?

No one is willing to talk.

We tell them they don't need to explain

why they were being blackmailed, but it makes no difference.

That's exactly why Gori was able to succeed.

Is Gabriel Amadou's name there?

You know it isn't.

But it could be Gori had just tried it on with him.

Have any idea where he might have gone?

Leave him to us, Sylvia.

He might be dangerous.

I need to get going.

More shopping?

You know me so well.

Hmm.

Gotcha.

Gabriel?

Gabriel!

Gabriel, it's OK. Padre Giuliano sent me.

Gabriel, please come out and talk to me.

You can't run forever.

Gabriel, wait!

Gabriel!

Stop!

Did you kill Franco Gori?

No.

So why did you run from the police?

I'll tell you.

But will you get off my legs, please?

I thought they'd come to arrest me for the murder.

But if you didn't do it...

I panicked.

Because of the fight you had with Gori

the night before he died?

Well...

There's a woman. We're...

close.

And Gori tried to blackmail you?

He threatened to get me thrown out of the church

if I didn't pay up.

I told him to go to hell.

But I didn't send him there.

Do you have an alibi?

I was with her. My friend.

- Well then... - She's married.

- Ah. - You see my problem?

And her husband is not a nice man.

Is it Allegra?

The woman who helps at Cibo Per Tutti?

Yes.

The police know Gori was a blackmailer.

If your relationship has no bearing on the case,

then I'm sure they'll be discreet.

We're talking about Panicale, signora. Word gets around.

I don't know how we've kept it secret so long.

Does Padre Giuliano know?

I think he suspects.

I don't know what to do.

You can start by coming back to Panicale, with me.

Does Allegra know you're here?

No. I thought it would be safer for her if I just disappeared.

Why did you come looking for me?

I told you, Padre Giuliano asked me to.

He's worried about you.

And I thought that even if you were innocent,

you might know something about the murder.

Something important.

There is something, isn't there?

Padre Giuliano told the police

that Vittoria Masone couldn't have murdered Gori,

because he left her in the church

in Panicale at six o'clock.

Yes?

I saw him in Tavernelle at least ten minutes before six.

So Vittoria would have had time to get there and kill Gori.

You're sure about this?

Yes. I was going to meet Allegra.

We always watch the time, because of her husband.

Maybe the old man made a mistake.

Do you think he could have lied, to protect Vittoria?

If he did, I don't blame him.

Vittoria's a good woman.

Do you want her to go to prison for killing that monster?

I’m so sorry, Father.

You’d better come in.

The police will be here soon.

Gabriel.

Allegra has told me everything.

It’s ok, my love.

I won't leave you again.

Franco Gori was blackmailing your husband, wasn't he?

No.

He gave him a loan. To pay off Luigi's debts.

But Luigi used it to bet again.

So Gori gave him another loan. And another.

How much interest did he charge?

Fifty percent.

Gori said we must sell our house.

The day before the funeral, he came to me and said

that I still had to pay, even though Luigi was dead.

Did you tell anyone Gori was a loan shark?

Who would believe me?

We had to pay in cash, nothing was written down.

A debt of honour, he called it.

Honour!

I was going to kill him.

I'd planned it all.

You really meant to do it?

Yes.

But while I was here, praying for courage,

somebody got there before me.

Did you tell anyone what you were going to do?

No.

I have to go now.

I'm late with this week's work for Raimondo.

Well, surely he won't mind.

I don't do the work, I don't get paid.

Rafaella? Did you manage to find out anything

about Raimondo Ballotelli?

I certainly have.

OK. Go on.

His accounts make interesting reading.

I'll send you the details.

Thanks, Rafaella.

One more thing.

Can you look into Gori's finances?

There's something I can't figure out.

I’ll have the chasuble sent over as soon as the alterations are done.

Thank you, Signor Ballotelli.

No problem, after you.

Not more questions, signora?

No.

I'm afraid I wasn't entirely honest with you

last time we met.

I don't work for an insurance company.

Get out of my shop, before I call the carabinieri!

Oh, I wouldn't do that. And don't worry.

I have good news.

An audit of your company's accounts

shows that you made a good profit last year.

An audit? Who by?

That's not important. The thing is,

the business is doing better than you probably realise.

- I pay my taxes! - So I've been told.

But the dividends you pay your sister Vittoria

are lower than they should have been.

Much lower.

A business like this is, uh, very complicated.

You wouldn't understand.

Then perhaps I should get the Financial Police

- to explain it to me. - N-N...

Or you could just pay your sister Vittoria what you owe her

for... shall we say the last ten years?

What right do you have...

None at all. But do you really think that your customers

will carry on coming here, when they know that you're a cheat?

Ciao, Signor Ballotelli.

Make sure Vittoria has the money by the end of the week.

This is blackmail!

I suppose it is.

Good timing, Rafaella.

So, Franco Gori was born in Milan,

he has a sister there. No other living relatives.

And Romana Gori was born Romana Dati,

in 1983, in Santa Marinella.

No siblings, and no record of her father.

But her mother, Celestina Dati, still lives in Santa Marinella.

And she owns a bar on the Via Longhena.

It must be quite a place.

It turned over half a million euros last year.

Thanks, Rafaella. Looks like I'm off to the seaside.

- An espresso, please. - Yeah.

Do you get busy here in the evenings?

Ah, sometimes.

I know you!

Ha! You don't get away from me this time!

Watch me!

Scusi mio!

Giovanni? I think I know how the Goris

have been laundering their money.

Romana's mother owns a bar in Santa Marinella.

It supposedly turns over half a million euros a year,

but I'm sure it's a front.

Capitano?

Celestina Dati has been arrested.

Romana Gori wasn't at the bar or her house.

Her mother says she's disappeared.

I'll put a call to all units.

Romana Gori is now a murder suspect.

- Boo! - Oh.

Idiot.

What do you want?

To know if Antonella will forgive me,

if I don't find Franco Gori's killer.

Oh, Matteo heard the police were looking for Romana.

They are.

But you don't think she's guilty?

Of murder? No.

Romana was in the blackmailing scheme up to her neck,

but why would she kill her husband?

I don't know. A falling-out amongst thieves?

You know, don't you?

And you wish you didn't.

Feel free to say, "I told you so."

I told you so.

Come on. Come and have a drink.

In answer to your first question,

I reckon Antonella would forgive you anything.

Unless I die, and you marry Matteo.

And then you'll be public enemy number one.

Grazie.

There's more than one type of martyrdom, isn't there?

- Who do priests confess to? - Other priests.

And will you receive absolution?

No. Because I don't repent.

Vittoria told you she was planning to kill Gori.

You couldn't talk her out of it, so you did it yourself.

Franco Gori was the only evil man I ever met.

Did you know what he was doing, before Vittoria told you?

Some of his victims talked to me.

I told them to go to the police,

but they were too ashamed and afraid.

And I cannot share the secrets of confession.

How did you know?

A feeling, to begin with,

that something wasn't right.

But you are not governed by feelings.

No.

Gabriel saw you in Tavernelle, ten minutes before you said

you left Vittoria at the church in Panicale.

He didn't tell me.

He thought you lied to give Vittoria an alibi.

So did I, at first.

But then I realised you were giving yourself one too.

Did you do it to save Vittoria from prison, or from hell?

Does it matter?

It was one last thing I could do for a member of my flock.

You're sick?

I'm dying, Sylvia.

What are you going to do?

Nothing.

Unless someone else is charged with the murder.

If that happens,

then I imagine you'll tell the police the truth.

Of course.

I should have done it already, but I was weak.

I couldn't bear the thought of prison.

But you can bear the thought of hell, for Vittoria's sake?

I trust in God's judgement.

I was going to give Matteo a letter,

to be opened after my death.

But now...

may I give it to you,

to pass to the Capitano if someone else is accused?

Even Romana Gori.

It's a big responsibility.

That's something you are used to, I think.

Sylvia, you came!

Of course I did.

- These are for you. - Oh, thank you.

And thank you for helping Vittoria.

Oh, I didn't do very much.

It wasn't you who told the police

that Romana Gori killed her husband?

No.

Is it true?

I don't know.

What do you think?

I thought she was a mouse.

But I also thought Franco Gori was a saint.

Andiamo.

- Hi. - Hey, Sylvia, welcome.

- Matteo, please. - Si, si.

Hi, hi.

What are we celebrating?

Vittoria got the money for her bridal business.

That's wonderful news.

I will begin very small, from home.

Yeah, but soon she will have a shop in the piazza.

And then a big one in Perugia!

Sylvia, you must be her first customer!

Me?

That nice Capitano of yours has waited long enough.

Antonella! Don't be ridiculous.

What's funny?

Have a drink.

And don't ask any questions.

Salute.

Salute!