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Well, you'll not ride a winner in the

St. Leger any time soon, ma'am, but

you wouldn't look out of place at the

Staines-McGrange Gymkhana.

Oh, I want to thank you, Billy.

Oh, there's no need for that, ma'am.

I told you, it's like riding a bike,

you won't forget now.

No, you gave me the confidence to get

back in the saddles.

And the boot at the bum that I

needed.

What are

you doing?

What does it look like?

But the doctor ordered at least a week's

bed rest.

I'm fine, don't make a thing of it.

Amelia, it's hard to relax and enjoy ourselves

in the circumstances.

You're going to miss Miss Pascal's launch party

for her new perfume.

I'm in no mood for a party.

What do you think I am, with the

spectre of losing this hotel hanging over me?

Look at it as a business opportunity, a

chance to make new contacts, meet new customers

for your textiles.

We may not have textiles to sell to

our old customers, let alone new ones.

Well, there's an important buyer coming, and Miss

Pascal has persuaded him to listen to our

proposal for a new cosmetics business.

So?

So, we may be able to raise the

money for you to pay off the principal

on your loan, and give you time to

save the company.

Do you really think that you can raise

thousands of pounds from lotions and potions?

Really, you should have a little faith in

me.

Give me a chance to prove that I

can make this right.

I promise, you won't regret it.

Oof.

This better amount to something.

There'll be no going back if it doesn't.

Okay, no, um, over easy.

Signore?

I like my eggs over easy, you understand?

Okay, so you fry them and then you

flip them.

Mind if I join you?

Hang's worth.

So soon.

What the hell are you doing here?

I thought I might buy you breakfast.

Really?

Oof.

Well, I think it is way too early

to be dealing with your shenanigans.

Oh, don't be like that, Jack.

I'm trying to make amends.

Uh-huh.

All right, go ahead.

Thank you.

Just bring the eggs as they come, and

coffee.

Plenty of coffee.

Don't you have someone to negotiate these little

aggravations for you?

A fancy woman?

Perhaps even a wife?

Uh, no.

No, my wife left me.

You too, eh?

I'm sorry.

What you need is a manservant.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, a chance would be a fine thing.

I can barely afford to polish my own

shoes.

Ah.

Well, that explains the courtesy call you so

kindly paid me.

Yes, it does.

Sorry about that.

No need to apologize.

I deserved it.

Well, look, Loretta's old man been bankrolling me,

so obviously he pulled the plug when she

kicked me out, so I had to, you

know, take a risk or two, which means

putting my stamp on a few pennies that

ain't quite past the sniff test.

Not as authentic as my Rubens, then.

Oh, no.

Nothing like as good as that.

Ecco il caffè, signore.

Thank you.

Next thing I know, some jerk's called the

cops on me.

Guardia di Finanza, no less.

What a rotten trick.

Yeah.

Yeah, they were all over my inventory like

a rash.

Pounded most of it.

Took away my export license, froze my assets.

I was...

very lucky to escape jail.

Fab up for the grace of God.

Yeah.

So, thinking of heading back across the pond,

make a fresh start, but while I'm lacking

the necessary funds, which is why I've been

calling in some old debts, you understand my

predicament.

Oh, yes.

I may even be able to suggest a

way out of it.

Really?

Really.

Siamo.

I thought I might find you here.

I wasn't informed you'd be coming.

Oh.

I didn't announce my visit.

Well, I...

I have a prior commitment.

I have to ride him morning and afternoon.

I fear for the walls of his stable.

I know better than to come between a

man and his pleasures, Carlo.

So I'll ride with you.

Alice!

Oh, my God.

Alice.

Alice.

Alice.

Alice.

Piano, piano, piano.

Piano, piano.

Piano, don't move.

Don't move.

Just breathe.

I'm all right.

Are you hurt?

I just...

No.

You're bleeding.

Shh.

Are you all right?

Just...

Just a bit...

Acid and bruise.

My God.

For a moment, I thought I'd lost you.

You almost had.

Monsieur.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my goodness.

Ernesto, honey, you made it.

Those roads.

I'll need traction for a week.

Where are the trucks?

Oh, so slow.

It was killing me.

We had to part ways in the mountains.

They'll be here, right?

This afternoon.

Maybe tomorrow morning at the latest.

It's hardly the Ritz, is it?

The last party Ernesto planned for me was

in Paris.

We kept 150 of the most beautiful souls

in caviar and champagne for eight hours.

I'm not used to working on such a

small canvas.

Well, the grounds are quite spacious.

Perhaps I could...

Then let's hope the weather holds.

Before we start working on miracles, we have

a letter for you.

It's from Monsieur Fleury at the fashions.

Manuel!

What does it say?

He wants to bring his daughter?

Yes, but will he hear our proposal?

It's giving us half an hour the morning

after.

Miss Pascal!

Coming, honey.

I wish we didn't have to go back.

Look, it's cold.

Oh, I can think of other ways we

can stay warm.

Oh, it's only here.

It's colder than you think.

Oh, you old romantic, you.

Come on, then.

If she will let me ride her, that

is.

I'll fetch her for you.

No, I must do it.

I must get used to fending for myself

around horses.

All right.

Oh, no.

You're approaching her the wrong way.

Her bred horse must be handled like a

headstrong woman.

You must pretend to ignore her, to attract

her, and make her come to you.

I beg your pardon.

Oh, no.

It's just a stupid stable yard sale.

You think I need handling like a horse,

do I?

No, Alice, please.

Is that what you've been doing, ignoring me

this entire time?

No!

Damn you, Carlo!

You're a mad woman.

Not according to you I'm not.

I'm a bloody thoroughbred horse.

Alice!

Would you stop...

No!

There you are.

Papa's sleeping.

I thought I'd have a moment to myself.

Of course.

I wanted to show you something.

You see?

We were close once.

Hmm.

I wanted to apologise...

for not being a better sister.

I'm not asking you to do that.

But I need to.

All the same.

For the longest time, I've tried to convince

myself...

that...

it's you...

that was at fault for our estrangement.

Your coldness was a symptom of your jealousy

towards me.

I knew it.

But...

you're right.

It...

it was me who withdrew first.

Why?

What did I ever do to you?

Your illness.

The way poor Mama had to nurse you.

Using every ounce of love to try and

will you better.

The way she sacrificed her life for you.

I was a child.

So was I.

Having you here...

it's brought it all back.

I think...

a part of me still blames you for

taking her from me.

And questions whether...

she ever loved me as much as she

loved you.

Even now, when I see you with Papa,

how close you are and how much he

relies on you, I realize...

it's me that's jealous of you.

You're so...

strong and resilient.

Papa loves you too.

With all his heart.

Just like Mama did.

I am sorry.

I truly am.

You have this.

You can do it.

Aspetta.

Vai.

These are for Mrs. Ainsworth.

She's going to be so happy.

Yeah, I hope so.

Well, let me take them to her.

Then I'll come and find you.

Connie?

Connie!

Has Christmas come early?

They're not a gift.

We made them.

Like a pair of Santa's elves.

If you like.

With a lot of help from Constance and

the local pharmacist.

Your sister's being too modest.

Wonders will never cease.

Her concept, her recipe, her vision.

Well, the plan is to turn it into

a business.

To use Miss Pascal's contacts in the cosmetics

industry to help us.

Go ahead, honey.

Try some.

They're certainly more than passable.

Utterly divine, I think you mean.

And as you can see, it's very tastefully

done.

Have you held a gun to my head?

Flurry's going to bite our hand off.

We only have a few more days to

perfect things until we do the presentation.

What we need most is a name.

Uh, what should we call it?

A trademark.

That's right.

And that was something I was hoping that

perhaps you could help us with.

What's this about, Vito?

I have to get back.

I know, but just sit, please.

You are being very mysterious.

Oh, God.

No.

Sorry.

I mean, not here.

Not now.

Not yet.

I like you, Vito.

But you are moving too fast.

I'm sorry.

All right.

Then I will wait to ask you again.

Bye.

Do you know, I think I might have

come up with something.

Go on.

If I show you, you promise not to

laugh.

I never promised that with you.

Look.

It's good.

You're not just saying that.

It's perfect, Isabella.

Much as it pains me to admit it.

Constance?

Everything all right?

I just need a minute, Miss Pascal.

Has something happened?

Vito.

He tried to propose to me.

Tried?

I wouldn't let him go through with it.

Why ever not?

Because I had no intention of saying yes.

But now you're having second thoughts?

Why would I?

Because he's sweet.

Smart.

Solvent.

You'd make a great father.

But I'm not in love with him.

Oh, honey.

I thought myself in love a zillion times.

Not one of them is worth the hurt

I wasted on them.

Don't.

Don't listen to me.

Whatever makes you happy.

That's what's best.

Follow your heart.

Apparently, Nish was captured and arrested.

And this black shirt you believe in?

Why would he lie?

Darling, the question you should be asking is

why would he volunteer this information?

Luce?

The whys and wherefores really don't matter right

now.

What matters is that we have a lead.

For the first time, a concrete one.

They were being taken to Turin.

Word is that they never made it.

This boy, Antonio, he has heard the rumor

that Danione was bribed by Gianluca's father to

let them go.

And you believe that?

I don't think he did.

And that is why we have to go

and search the forest and find out for

ourselves.

Darling, what on earth happened to your hand?

Let me see.

We'll be careful.

I promise.

This is not a good idea.

Don't worry.

I will take care of him.

We are hunting for truffles.

Where is the danger in that?

I said we should travel light.

Where did you get it?

Standard army issue.

Get rid of it.

What?

Not a chance.

You said that this might be dangerous.

Only if you act like a fool.

Recognize anyone?

Aside from the organ grinder, of course.

I'll be damned.

What did I tell you?

Francesco is one of Danione's paid monkeys and

his cousin to boot.

So Danione had his own spy at your

hotel.

Until I got wise to the sneaky beggar.

Ainsworth, you seriously expect me to believe you

had nothing to do with the theft of

that painting?

I know you weren't born yesterday, Jack.

No parting you from the lady was my

idea.

But it was Danione who masterminded everything with

Francesco, spirited the prize away.

Or with the help of his detective friend.

Precisely.

And I'll bet you every cent of the

$50,000 you advance me that it was

Danione who set the financial police on you.

So, are you ready to hear how I

plan to make things up to you?

Oh, yeah, I'm all ears, Ainsworth.

Night.

I'm going to get it.

Take it, take it.

Come on, bring it here.

Come on, sit here.

So, can you tell me who they were?

It was dark, I didn't see them.

So, can you tell me what you told

them?

Nothing, Mr. Danione.

Stop, stop.

Take your hands off him, stop.

So, Antonio, listen to me.

Do you know how much money your mother

has that I give her every month?

So?

They asked questions about you.

And...

And about what happened in the woods.

Get the men and the cars, get ready.

Come on, come on.

My friends in the West Side gang will

have to be kept sweet, of course.

But my local fixer, here in Italy...

Let's just say he's dispensable.

Very dispensable.

Danione gets 25 cents in every dollar we

earn.

He's raked in well over 30,000 pounds

in the last three years.

If I was somehow in a position to

restructure him...

I could offer you his share of the

proceeds.

Better still.

If Danione out of the picture, I'd only

have to pay Detroit back their original investment.

Which means you and I could split the

extra 40,000 that little bastard is extorting

from me.

Restructure, you say?

Yes.

You've shocked me for nothing, Jack.

Surely 20,000 and a quarter share in

a bootleg Bonanza is enough of a handsome

return.

You're helping me put an end to the

man who shopped you to the authorities.

Uh-huh.

Can I look at it?

I suppose so.

Be careful with it.

It's loaded.

They didn't ask for it back?

When I was convalescing in Marseille, I think

it fell off their list.

It's heavier than I expected.

It doesn't feel like it when you're heading

into battle and you have all the adrenaline

and such coursing through you.

Did you shoot someone with it?

I fired it a number of times in

the vague direction of the enemy, but who's

to know?

I had my eyes shut.

You were very brave, just being there.

Your brother was braver than me.

He, uh, used to face death every day

without even the means to fight back.

He gave the lie to the idea that

all pacifists are cowards.

He was like that as a boy, huh?

He would never fight the police.

He would stand up to them, argue for

all he was worth.

I can imagine that.

Ever since I've known Nish, he's always been

very proud, very principled.

Perhaps not so principled.

He learned to throw bombs, to kill.

Really just a different principle.

Grouchen!

Hey, Russ!

Over here!

Hold on.

Hold on, it's loose.

Looks recent.

Get out of the way.

Get out of the way.

Wait.

Stop.

Come on, stop moving.

Oh, for Christ's sake.

Vera, Vera, don't look.

Enes?

Enes!

Enes!

Wait, wait, wait.

Lila!

Lila!

Somebody's coming.

We can't leave him here.

No, we can't leave him here.

We have no choice.

Enes!

Enes!

That's right.

Vera!

What are you doing?

The bracelet!

No, Enes.

The bracelet!

Enes!

Go, go!

Come on, come on, we can't leave him

here.

Lila, come on!

Vera was sure.

He was absolutely insistent.

He gave it to Nish when they parted.

It's a charm.

It's meant to be warding off evil.

He'll have to be formally identified.

Yes, of course.

Presumably with the help of the police.

Either way is against it.

But we must.

It isn't wise, Bella.

But they deserve justice.

Well, they're not very well going to find

it here, are they?

How did Vera take it?

He hasn't spoken much.

He's in shock, I think.

Darling, how are you?

I would go and check on him, I

think.

These poor boys.

What's wrong with this country?

The lunatics have taken over.

I must think of a way to expose

the Nioni.

To denounce him for his crimes.

But denounce him to who?

I can't just see it on my hands.

But you can't put your life at risk.

Vera's brother.

He tried to fight back.

And so should I.

But then wait.

Wait.

Wait for a little while.

Let me speak to Carlo.

Why?

Because he knows people.

He knows people in high places.

Then perhaps he's a fascist also.

You know that's not true.

Then speak to him.

If you must.

No, don't go.

Please.

Please, Ian.

What's the matter?

It's, um...

It's Nish.

What happened?

He's dead.

Do you want to tell me about it?

No, I don't.

I don't think there's anything else to say.

It's, um...

It's Nish and Rose and everyone that I've

ever gotten close to.

Everyone that I care about.

They're all gone.

Except for you.

I'm still in love with you, Constance.

You have a funny way of showing it.

This isn't all joke.

I'm sharing the same space as you.

I'm sharing the same air as you.

I haven't been able to tell you how

I feel.

And I've had no idea whether or not

you felt the same.

And...

And I'm trying to tell myself that I'm

not.

And that it would be better if I

just...

If I just kept my distance, but...

If I were to get close to you,

then...

I would just end up poisoning something that

was good between us.

Because there is something about me that's...

Toxic.

Yes.

Here you are.

Here I am.

I'm still in love with you, too.

But this isn't going to work.

Why?

How can you say that?

Because it's true.

I'm sorry.

I think you should leave.

You alright?

It's me.

It's Bella Ainsworth.

Just wanted to check that...

You're alright.

Are you unwell?

No.

Are you hungry?

I can't eat.

I just hate the thought of you...

Up here on your own.

I'm not fit for company.

Perhaps we could pray together.

The gods...

They've taken him.

My beloved brother.

I don't think I'll find the urge to

pray again.

What are you doing?

I want you to come away with me,

Constance.

Constance.

Constance!

You don't mean that.

I do.

I am deadly serious.

Well, I can't have sticks and swan off.

I have a son in case you've forgotten.

It will take him with us.

He needs stability.

But he needs a father.

Constance, I can't be that.

I have to be with you.

I can't fight it anymore.

Where would we go?

Anywhere.

It doesn't matter.

It doesn't matter.

We'd be together.

But it's so sudden.

Well, we have a few days.

Days?

I can't remain here any longer.

There's something...

that I have to do.

And after that, I won't be able to

stay.

I wish you'd come to me earlier.

I would have advised against taking the law

into your own hands.

At least you had the sense to leave

the body where you found it.

It may not stay there long.

But it's something we can agree on.

Yes.

If it was Danione who came looking for

you in the woods, then your lives are

in danger.

It won't be hard for him to work

out who's the most invested in bringing his

crimes to light.

Well, then, what do you suggest, Carlo?

I must go to Rome immediately to consult

with Enzo Colonna at the interior ministry.

I'll go back there.

Tonight.

I'll put the evidence to the test and

show everyone what Danione did and what kind

of man he is.

If you do it without the protection of

someone who matters, you'll end up like those

guys.

At least you'll have done something.

Please.

Calm down, Marco.

Marco.

No.

No!

Carlo, I'm so, so sorry to have dragged

you into all of this.

No, no, no.

You've done the right thing.

But now I'm worried that we've put your

life in danger.

Enzo will know how to bring all this

into the open.

And who can be trusted to act.

Thank you.

Lucian?

What are you hiding?

Constance.

Let me see.

What have you got yourself involved in?

This doesn't concern you, Constance.

And yet you want to concern yourself with

Tommy and me.

Nisha was murdered.

Murdered?

He was shot.

So you plan to shoot someone in turn?

If I must.

There is no must in murder.

It would have no justice without it.

I wouldn't be able to live with myself

if I were to leave Nisha's death unavenged.

And I couldn't live with a man who

chooses to kill in cold blood.

Constance, I...

It's all right, I know him.

I've come to apologise for acting like a

jealous fool.

You have nothing to fear from Cardinal.

I wish it was me you looked to

for protection and advice.

Cardinal is an old friend.

And I'm just a man who loves you.

Has he gone to Rome?

Yes.

Yes, he left this afternoon.

Then we can only wait to see what

he advises.

Don't do anything rash in the meantime, will

you?

I would never put you in danger.

I should go now.

No.

Can I introduce you to someone?

Of course.

This is Amelia, my sister.

And this is Marco.

Marco.

It's a great, great pleasure.

Mind if I join you?

I was rather hoping you would.

So, I've had time to think, Ainsworth, and...

Yeah.

I would be prepared to help you carry

out your...

Restructure.

Shall we shake on it?

So...

You want to share the detail?

You have my wife's ring, I take it?

Yeah.

Trust me.

This and a bundle of money.

That's all the detail we'll need.

Yes.

Adio.

To our charming Italian friend.

Capo.

He's back.

Thank you.

Andrea.

Gather everyone.

All the men.

Let's go!

Let's go, everyone!

Go, go, go!

Hey!

Come on, come on!

Come on, come on!

Come on, come on, guys!

Hurry, hurry!

Come on, come on!

Get in the car!

Get in the car!

Come on, come on!

Hurry!

Get in the car!

Let's go get her and finish her off.

Go get her, go!

Let's go!

This is enough, come on!

Come on!

Come on, come on!

Come on!

The other plate, yes.

Go, hurry!

Check under the bed.

Check there.

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