(Commissioner Guido Brunetti)

(Paola Brunetti)

(Vice-Questore Patta)
(Sergente Vianello)

(Signorina Elettra)

(Ana Cavanella)

(Maria Pia)

(Dr. Luca Proni)
(Beniamino Cresti)

(Ginevra Lembo) (Ludovico Lembo)

Everything is prepared.
It's happening tomorrow.

Can I?

Ciao! Buongiorno,
Signora Brunetti!

Ciao, Renata! Pick up?

Just drop off today.
Your last things!

They're already finished.

I'll take them next time.

I can't do it today.
Yes, I can! Davide will help you.

Good!
He has to deliver something anyway.

Davide! Can you come?

The bottom one is for Mr. Colussi.
You know where.

No, no!
Y... yes! I'd be happy to.

He can do it. ... See you soon!

Thank you very much!
Ciao!

Ciao, Renata!

*The doorbell rings.*

Where is Davide?
He's helping Signora Brunetti.

What?
I thought he could do that.

He should stay back
and finish the laundry.

You can leave the things here.

Thank you! ... Wait a minute!

Oh! Um, ... just a
minute! Come in!

W... water and sugar! Mom
always puts some sugar in.

Then... then they'll
stay beautiful. I will.

This is for you.

Look! Now the Z... Davide?

Davide?

Davide!

Davide! ... Davide!

Help! ... Help!

We need a doctor.

font color="#ffff00"Good morning, Signorina Elettra!/font font color="#ffff00"Have

you been able to research the matter yet?

That I asked for. Yes.

Is that what you're looking for?
Yes.

That doesn't work. How
many times have I told you?

Signorina Elettra is only here
for me and not for your orders.

That's enough! You
need an assistant.

That way not everyone
suffers from your sloppiness.

I'm glad! Looking forward
to working with you!

One more thing, Inspector!

I want you to read this.

Well, not that. These
are the galley proofs.

"Through the Eyes of a Murderer."
By Jonathan Adams.

One of the best case analysts.

I know him from a
conference in Canada.

I'm supposed to
write the foreword.

Required reading for
police academies!

"We can only solve crimes , -"

"- if we understand the perpetrators."

Yes.

I'll get copies.
When they arrive, -

- I'll send you all one.

* He clicks his heels together. *

Alvise is doing
the research for us.

Elettra is only there
for the Vice-Questore.

She's off-limits to us.
Alvise and computers?

It's from Patta.
* A phone rings. *

Commissario Brunetti's office!

No. I'm not him...

Of course! ...No.

Yes. I'll tell him.

Your wife, Commissario.

She's in the hospital.
You should come.

Paola! What happened?

Davide from the dry cleaners
was carrying things home.

font color="#ffffff"He collapsed inbr/front of our house.

Where is he?
Still in the emergency room.

How is he?
What is his condition?

Are you related?
Oh! Sorry!

Inspector Brunetti! I
check this routinely.

He didn't regain consciousness.

What?

I'm sorry!
Is he dead?

His blood pressure has
dropped significantly.

I have requested
a full blood count.

He had a lot of
beta-blockers in his blood.

Was he sick?
We don't know.

We don't have any records
on him. He died of heart failure.

Please excuse me!
Thank you!

He still lived with his
mother. Paola met her once.

Did you know the boy?

Only by sight. He
worked in the dry cleaners.

It belongs to his aunt.

He spoke little,
not even properly.

He was mentally handicapped.

It should be up there.

That's the hardest
thing about our job.

Telling parents that
their children have died.

There it is.

(Woman:) "Hail Mary!"

"Blessed are you among women."

"Blessed is the fruit
of your womb, Jesus."

font color="#ffffff""Pray for us sinners,br/now and/font font color="#ffffff"at the hour -

- of our death. Amen!"
"Hail Mary!

- The Lord is with you." br/font color="#ffffff""Conceived without -

sin, pray for us!"br/font color="#ffffff""Praise be to -

- the holy, immaculate Conception -"

- of the Blessed Virgin and Mother of God."
"Mother of Jesus, make us holy!"

font color="#ffffff""Mother of Mercy,/font font color="#ffffff"pray for

us!" "Help me, Mary!"
Signora?

"Mother of Mercy, pray for us!"

"Help me to live in God, with God, and for
God!"

"Press the wounds that..."
Signora Cavanella?

I'm sorry! I don't have any
good news. Your son Davide.

Unfortunately, he died.
It was an overdose of pills.

I know. He got them from me.

I know you think badly of me.

What Davide did is
a sin. I helped him.

I couldn't bear how he suffered.

Was he sick?
He didn't let anyone near him.

You understand? He
was lonely and unhappy.

He had you and your sister.

I'm not well. A weak heart.

Where will he go when I'm gone?

My sister can't take care
of him. He had no joy.

He wanted to die.

How do you know that?
He told me. Again and again.

Where did he get the pills?
From me. I take them for my heart.

He put them in his cocoa
in the morning. He liked it.

And then he went to work?

I thought they would work
faster. I didn't want to -

- that he would leave. He
wanted to do everything as usual.

I prayed that it would happen
quickly and that he wouldn't suffer.

God knows that I
had to help Davide.

Now he has peace.

(Paola:) He took the
medication himself?

He didn't know what he was doing.
She said he wanted to.

He was lonely.
He was the same as always.

font color="#ffffff"If he wanted to kill himself,/font font color="#ffffff"he

wouldn't have brought the laundry in.
How do you know that?

He lived in his own world,
was barely responsive.

Or she wanted to get rid of him.

Fabrizio's mother works at Uliveto.
Many people there seek help.

They are overwhelmed. They
want the best for their child.

Others don't always want to
take care of a disabled child. Yes!

What should I say now?

I don't know the woman.

She confessed.
We can't ignore that.

We have to investigate everything else.

Even if that was the case.

She should have prevented
it. He can't decide that. Couldn't.

Because he was mentally handicapped?
Yes.

Well, I don't understand her.

Hello!
Good day!

Good day, gentlemen!

We spoke on the phone.
Yes. Come on!

Let's go to the
consulting room! ... Sonja?

I don't want to be disturbed, okay?

Terrible, yes.

Nobody expected that.
With what?

That his mother was helping
him, or that he was depressed?

A bit of both, right?

Davide was... very withdrawn.

Did you know him well?
Only through his mother and aunt.

He sometimes came with us.
Was he also your patient?

Not really, no.

Signora Cavanella
has a heart condition?

That's right. Yes.
The medication, ...

Yes, she got that from
me. I prescribed it for her.

She wanted a larger pack.

Because she wanted to leave.

If I had known that, I
wouldn't have given it to her.

Did Davide ever say he
wanted to take his own life?

No. No, he didn't say that.

You didn't know what he was
thinking. Or even if he was. I mean:

You couldn't see into his head.

Who can ever really know?

How would you help your son die?

I would never do that.

You should just imagine it.

I would cook him his favorite
meal and wait with him.

Until it was over.

font color="#ffff00"Why didn't his mother

stop him from going to work?

She tried.
Yes, she says.

Signora Pia? Inspector
Brunetti, Sergeant Vianello.

Our condolences.
Davide was like a son to me.

I can't reach my sister.

She's with us.

Why?
We need to know more about Davide.

Have you noticed
anything about him lately?

Has he changed?
No.

I don't know. How did it happen?

Was he unhappy?
Yes, he was. Yes.

He didn't have any friends.

Did he ever say he didn't
want to live anymore?

Signora!
My sister doesn't want me to talk about it.

Because it's a sin.

But... Davide wanted to die.

He told me so himself. I
tried to talk him out of it.

He was like a child. ...
Tell me how it happened!

Your nephew took his own life.

Your sister helped him.

Oh God, no!

She got him the pills.

But... But he was still here.

What was he working on that day?
At the press.

It's over there?
Yes.

Can I see it?
Yes.

Here!

We have hotels as customers.

On Wednesdays and Thursdays we
make the bed linen for the "Monte Negro".

He was here every Thursday?
Yes. He liked it here best.

To be left in peace!
Can you turn it on?

Yes.

* The press turn on. *

If he had fallen over here, -

- no one would have
noticed and called the doctor.

He would have died of a faint.
Thank you, Signora!

Can I help you? I
think this is for you.

Doesn't Davide come anymore?

He was a special boy.

Yes. It seemed as if
he didn't get everything.

But... he had an eye for detail.

For what... For what
no one else sees.

Come! I'll show you something.

He came often. Not just
when he brought laundry.

You never knew when he would
come. Even in the evenings.

He hardly spoke, always watched.

Until he tried it himself.

Did Davide make that? Hmm!

But I thought he was...

Disabled? I don't know
what was wrong with him.

He wasn't stupid. I didn't
explain the tool to him.

He taught himself.
Pick one out!

Davide would have liked it,
if you have one.

Alvise! We need everything
on a Davide Cavanella.

With pleasure, Inspector!

* A phone rings. *

Brunetti's office! ... I'll transfer
your calls to me.

While you're away. ...
What can I do for you?

Yes!

Who was it?
The Vice-Questore.

He wants to speak to you.

I'm supposed to go to him.
Yes. How's my successor doing?

Alvise!

Vice-Questore?
Brunetti! Sit down!

This case with the drowned boy.

That's extremely interesting.

He allegedly wanted
to commit suicide.

The mother gave him pills.
Euthanasia?

That would be a criminal offense.
Assisting suicide would not.

But you have doubts.
Yes. I'm not sure.

Very good! The
right basic attitude!

We don't know anything. When
we approach a case, we are initially -

- like a blank sheet of paper.

You can only
fill it step by step.

"KISS"! Sorry, what?

"KISS": ... "Keep it ..."

"... simple ..."

"... stupid!"
It’s an overexposure effect!

We must not allow ourselves
to be influenced by this.

A homicide -

- is always a crime of
passion. Even if victims...

... and perpetrators ...

...were complete
strangers to each other.

First the crime!

The murderer's calling
card. How did it happen?

I have a suspicion.

Yes, please! Out
with it, Commissario!

During an initial
brainstorming session...

...everything has to
be put on the table.

If he had collapsed at home,
someone would have noticed.

And... at the dry cleaners?

He worked in the back room.
But...

Go to work to die?

He could close the curtains
at home or go to the bathroom.

Maybe he didn't know.
What?

That in his cocoa...
were the medications.

You mean, she poisoned him?

Without his knowledge?
It's theory now.

No. You're right.

Hold on! The prosecutor
has already called me.

He wanted to know how long
we want to investigate the case.

He died just yesterday.

Someone wants
to finish it quickly.

Hello!

Guido!
We have a guest.

Hello! We've been
waiting for you.

A beautiful apartment! The view!

I don't know what to say.
Hey.

We met by chance.

And talked about Davide. She
doesn't believe it was suicide either.

No! I was just
surprised to hear that.

So, so!
I'm getting bread.

Yes, I will help you.

What's that supposed to mean?
What?

Do you want to do my work?
We can swap.

Have fun with Ulysses!
You can read it at home.

Witnesses are
questioned in the Questura.

We met by chance.
You can't question her.

Davide did that.

Davide just watched the sculptor.
That?

Yes. He was curious,
talented, creative.

He was having fun. And
then he wanted to die?

How long have you
been working there?

At the dry cleaners.
For about 2 years.

Why don't you
think it was suicide?

I don't think so at all. I actually
don't know anything about him.

He was always there.

But he hardly said anything.

I always thought, it
was enough for him.

That he was satisfied.
He was conscientious.

And exactly... What
exactly did he do?

Everything! Ironed,
pressed, folded.

He even patched holes without being asked.
If he saw them.

Afterwards,
you could hardly see it.

Did you notice anything
on the day of his death?

I mean something unusual.
Something that was different.

What?

He actually had nothing to do.

What do you mean? At
the press, like usual.

The hotel didn't deliver.
The "Monte Negro"?

Yes. They had to close.
So what was missing for Davide?

I don't know.

Signora Pia was angry
because he left with you.

"Mary, pray for us
who take refuge in you."

"Praised be the holy
immaculate Conception -"

"- the Mother of God. Virgin
Mary, Mother of Jesus!"

"Make us holy! Mother
of Mercy! Help me!"

"That I live in,
with and for God!"

"Press the wounds that
your Son felt on the Cross, -"

"- deep into my soul!"

"Sweet Heart of the Virgin
Mary, you are my salvation!"

Arrivederci!

Commissario!
Signora!

What can I do for you?
I'd like to take a look at your order books.

Oh...my order books?

What's the point of that?
Pure routine!

Hmm! ... Okay. I'll get it.

Oh, hello!
Oh!

Dr. Proni! Are you
a customer here?

I, uh... Yes, sure!

Your things aren't ready yet.
No problem!

I'll be back again. Bye!

So, here! I only have one.

Good! I'll take that with me
to the Questura. And you too.

"We would like to talk to you
about the day your nephew died."

"What exactly was he doing there?"
"Bed linen! From the Monte Negro."

Yes. But the "Monte
Negro" was closed.

I have no idea! Then the
one from "Gardini".

He ironed the laundry from
"Gardini" on Wednesday.

Not neat enough.
So you gave them back to him?

The manager of
"Gardini" is meticulous.

There have been a
lot of problems lately.

"With Davide. God have
mercy on his poor soul!"

"But he wasn't exactly
one of the smartest."

"Well! But he was my nephew."

I turned a blind eye.
What did he get? 3 euros an hour?

I was always there for
him. ... Always! And Ana too.

He was dependent. You
had to do everything for him.

He would have just spent
the money on stupid things.

He could do whatever
he wanted with his money.

I don't think there was anything
wrong with the linens.

You just wanted to keep Davide occupied-

-in the storeroom. You
knew about the medication.

That's why you were so angry
when he was gone. It wasn't a suicide.

You and your
sister planned this.

It just turned out differently.

Is that it?

Or can you prove any of it?

If not, I want to leave.

From the Vice-Questore. Read!

It won't take long.
I said I want to go home!

Is no one listening to me?
It's in your own interest.

Have your statement recorded!
... Are you taking notes?

Didn't you record it?

The recorder is broken.

Yes! ... Please
sit down, Signora!

The Vice-Questore's
book is on your seat.

Everyone should read!
We'll be right back.

She's lying! She doesn't
care what happened to Davide.

Why would the sisters kill him?
Let's find out!

We have to hurry.

Alvise isn't fast. But
I'm not relying on him.

This is Maria Pia. ... But
I need to speak to her.

The police interrogated me.

No matter! Your lawyer said
that no one will come to me.

This was in the back of her office.
It was cut out!

* The doorbell rings. *

W...

Window!
Yes, immediately!

Signora?

Mr. Cresti!

You wanted to talk?
There should be no investigation.

"No investigation"?
A person has died.

But our prosecutor has
everything firmly under control.

Why is this person calling here?
Signora Lembo!

This person is quick-tempered.

I'll take care of
it immediately.

She didn't get her number from me.

Can you please find out -

- which article was cut out?

Yes, Commissioner!

We asked you for
information. Davide Cavanella.

I looked everywhere.

But... I don't know.

There's nothing about
him. I have nothing.

He is not registered in Venice.

It will happen.

Shh!

He is eating.

What do you need?
Alvise...

He is when it
comes to computers -

- even more untalented than me.
Oh yes?

I urgently need information
about Davide Cavanella.

The boy who killed himself.
Yes.

And about mother and aunt.
I'll take a look!

You are a...
I know!

* A phone rings. *
Yes?

Davide's body will be cremated.
What?

"No autopsy. According
to the hospital -"

- he has been released and will be
taken to the crematorium tomorrow.

Why?
"I called the prosecutor."

He was supposedly not there.
But shortly afterwards an email arrived:

"No autopsy necessary."
That can't be true!

"No idea!"
Thanks for asking!

No problem!

Thank you! Thank you!

Did Brunetti want to come to me?

What? No! ... No, no!

Did he ask you for help?
No, Vice-Questore. He came...

... because of your book.
I gave some to Alvise.

For distribution. As you
said. Absolutely wonderful!

I hope you took one too!

Of course! I'll
read it right away.

Thanks!

The prosecutor isn't
here. Yes, I know.

Yes, but... Excuse me!

Have you called
the hospital? Darling!

I'll call back. ... You can do
that in the Questura. Not here!

Why are you releasing
Cavanella's body?

We're still investigating.
That's not your decision.

The sisters planned his
death. He was supposed to die.

In the back room of the dry
cleaners. Do you have proof?

The mother confessed. This is
consistent with the hospital's lab report.

An autopsy would be
just a waste of money.

Something's wrong
here. You can't ignore this.

* A door closes. *

Bye!

Davide's statue stands
on the Campo Miani.

Why did he always make
them without a head?

So what's going on?

The prosecutor
wants to drop the case.

What? And what
happens now? Was that it?

No! But I need a concrete lead.

I can't even get an
autopsy from the prosecutor.

Thank you! What
about the mother?

What happens to
that? Assisted suicide.

This is not punishable.
We must let them go.

You think he didn't take the
pills himself. It doesn't matter!

But all that matters
is what I can prove.

What's wrong with you?
Nothing! Alvise wasn't stupid.

Davide Cavanella is not
listed in any official register.

He doesn't have
a birth certificate.

No baptism or communion is
recorded in the church records.

He has not attended school
and has no identity card.

And no health insurance? No
driver's license, no passport.

Either the name is
wrong, or it never existed.

Why are there no
documents from your son?

No birth certificate, nothing.

Signora Cavanella!

Leave me alone! My son
is dead. I've said everything.

Why are there no
papers from Davide?

He... He was born abroad. Where?

In Poitiers. Who was his father?

A chance acquaintance.

We never saw each other again.
Did he know you were pregnant?

No. I didn't have the number.
What were you doing in Poitiers?

Worked. As what? Chambermaid.

There should also be papers.

No! No?

They were stolen. We're
supposed to believe that?

And that you let
Davide go to work, -

- after he poisoned
himself? No! I said it.

He wanted it. They wanted
him to die in the dry cleaners.

Where no one notices him. No!

The medication didn't
work. You're lying!

Her sister knew.

She was supposed to
prevent Davide from leaving.

What do you want?
Why are you torturing me?

I know I have committed
a great sin before God.

I helped my son die.

But I did it for him.

For him! For no one else.

What... What is this?
Your son did this.

No, he couldn't.

Yes! ... Yes, he could. He
often went to a stonemason.

He was very talented, wasn't he?

You didn't know that?

Why? ... Because he
never interested you?

Or because he didn't tell you?

He kept it a secret.

You didn't even know that.

Then how do you know
that he wanted to die?

Good morning, Sergeant!
Signora! Your husband isn't here.

Yes. I want to make a
statement. What is it about?

About the dead boy.
Davide Cavanella.

Wait for your husband!
You're a police officer.

Yes. But... You can
record my statement.

May 17, 2014.

3:28 PM.

Witness hearing of Signora Brunetti
in the case of Davide Cavanella's body.

It's about the day he died.

She knew nothing
about the statue.

Why didn't he tell
her? His mother!

This must have something
to do with the birth.

That thing about
Poitiers was a lie.

Like everything she says.
Yes. Only her faith is real.

"If everything is a lie, there
needs to be a truth that is stronger."

Nietzsche? No.
Sergeant Vianello.

* A phone rings. *

Yes? "Your wife was here."

What did she want?
"She made a statement."

Davide said he
didn't want to die.

Before he came to the hospital.
He was afraid of his mother.

What? She insisted
on the statement.

"Is she here?"
No. She just left.

This can't be true!

I'll be there. See you later!

Paola! I'm up here.

Are you crazy? I
know what I'm doing.

No. That was a
false statement! Yes.

And you have to
investigate. I'm horrified too.

About Davide's death. But
you can't make something up.

This is a criminal offense.
You can go to prison.

At least one. You
let the mother go.

*The phone rings.*
There! ... Prosecutor! Good!

Brunetti. "That was
your idea, Commissario."

I'm questioning your
wife. That was perjury.

Are you so careless
with every statement?

Please? "Shouldn't
you be neutral?"

My husband has
nothing to do with it.

Davide's death was
a cowardly murder.

I'll get back to you tomorrow.

Yes.

I'm sorry!

It's too late for that now.

This isn't a game. The case
is meant to be pushed away.

No idea why! This
comes from the very top.

I didn't mean to harm
you. You harmed yourself.

You have me in your hands.

I don't investigate at any
cost. You're risking your job.

What was wrong with Davide?
He never went to school.

I thought he was disabled.

But I never asked. No one
helped him. Not me, not you.

No one! That's what I have to
think about. That's why I did it.

So you can move on.

Stop! Stop!

Heaven must wait.

He has to go back to the
forensic medicine department.

Hello? ... I need to make
a phone call. Please!

Hello? ... Can I make
a phone call? Please!

It's me. ... You have to come.

Please!

You must have found
something. A knife in the back?

That was overlooked?
I need something.

I can't get any further. No
external signs of violence.

He died of heart failure.

Tell me something
about his mental disability!

There are many mental
retardations without organic findings.

You're asking the wrong person.

Is that why you
called me here? Right.

I could have said that
on the phone. But...

Yes! What? Come with me!

This is for you. But shhh!

He had an overdose of
beta-blockers in his blood.

We know that. The
screening revealed:

It wasn't just one
drug. ... It was two.

"Two"? Two different ones? Yes.
With different active ingredients.

What's the difference?
Metoprolol, given its size, would be -

- and its weight
from 30 tablets lethal.

That would have
made him throw up.

Combined with Propranoril
less are sufficient.

But the mother couldn't
have known that.

Someone must have told her that.

Someone who knows
something about it.

Thanks!

Where should the journey go?

We know that you
had gambling debts.

And paid everything
yesterday. ... Do you see this?

About 20,000.

Where did you get
the money from?

Won. Won the game. Oh, I see!

You wanted to travel there.

There was a second
beta-blocker in Davide's blood.

Propra... Propraneril.
"Propranoril", "Propranoril".

Propranoril was found.

Why did you give
it to Ana Cavanella?

She knew from you that
one remedy is not enough.

They got paid for it.

You are complicit. No, no.

No! You're wrong.

Now finally talk!

Buongiorno. Beniamino
Cresti, Dr.'s lawyer Proni.

I want to speak with my client.

You're not saying anything! ...
What are you accusing him of?

Suspected of involvement
in the killing of a young man.

"Suspicion." You
have no evidence?

He gave the mother
and aunt the medication.

They led to the boy's death.

If someone is stabbed,
do you arrest a cook?

Because he has a knife? He
paid 100,000 in cash at the casino.

Today he wants to
travel with 20,000. And?

Dr. Proni has a
well-run practice.

His expenses are
none of my business.

And you certainly
don't. Is it forbidden, -

- to distrust the banks?
I'll take my client with me.

You don't have an arrest
warrant. ... We're leaving!

Have a nice day, gentlemen!
... Come on, Dr. Proni!

Everything will be
fine. We can go.

* Someone is
knocking. * Not now!

(Alvise:) Commissario!
Because of the newspaper.

I can come back later.

Alvise? ...What newspaper?

I should find out
what was cut out.

Yes, and? I found it.

A report on the adaptation
of inheritance law to EU law.

Equality for
illegitimate children.

Thank you, Alvise!

Very good!

It's me. Is he there? ... No?

Would you perhaps have a minute?

Most people want to look
younger. He should look older.

How many years? 50 years.

Well then!

Oh! I love this program!

Would you like to try
it after that? Uh, ... no.

But that's... Yes.
Yes, that's him.

Can you print
this? Yes, of course!

What do you want?
Davide made it.

Who says that? The
police. He has more.

That's not true.
He couldn't do that.

Wasn't he feeling bad at all?

We did nothing wrong.

He didn't tell me anything
about the character, had secrets.

The figure isn't
his. Think about it!

That's exactly what
they want: to unsettle you.

He couldn't do
something like that.

Do what we discussed!

And if it was wrong?
It wasn't wrong!

What are you doing?
What's the point?

Nothing! Everything's
fine! It fell down.

Not bad!

Who is that?

Ludovico Lembo, the
Copper King. This is Davide.

We made him 50 years
older on the computer.

Signora Pia cut this
out: Adaptation to EU law.

From 1 March, all
illegitimate children -

- just as entitled to inheritance
as legitimate children.

You mean Davide
could be Lembo's son?

Crazy! That would explain a lot.

Yes. Lembo owns billions.
The only heir is his wife.

She should have
given Davide half.

Guido, that's it!

The sisters blackmailed
Ginevra Lembo.

She made sure that Davide...
The picture is not proof.

They call her "the icy one."
Her husband had affairs.

She always had a cold smile.
What do you know about affairs?

My father and Lembo
were business partners.

My father knows everyone
who can be of use to him.

Not much was known about this.

His wife made sure of this
with pressure and money.

As Minister of Justice,
he had an affair -

- with an underage prostitute.

His wife held the
reins. in her hand.

* The doorbell
rings. * At this time?

Here, for you! It's probably
from the great unknown.

Have you seen anyone?
Feels like a computer stick.

Paola! Could you
come here, please?

* A phone rings. *

Yes? "Brunetti?"

This is Cresti. Yes, Cresti.
Did you receive my little film?

"Have you had time
to look inside yet?"

What is this? "From a
surveillance camera."

"The store has recently
had problems with theft."

"Well, it doesn't matter."

What matters is what you
see. Your wife, for example.

"She stated, -"

"- he coughed."

"She patted him on the
back. He spat water."

"And then he spoke to her."

Do you see any of this?
Are you threatening me?

I'm not threatening. But it
could be a typical perjury.

"If the judge is wrong, maybe
prison. I don't want to threaten."

Just think about it again.
And have a nice evening!

"See you soon!"
* Cresti hung up. *

Where did Cresti get this video?

If the Lembos want something,
someone will get it for them.

They want me to
stop. Don't do that!

Do you want to be
charged with perjury?

And now?

Keep going! They
can't get away with it.

Yes please?
Commissario Brunetti.

I spoke with Signora
Lembo. You are expected.

Commissario! Brunetti!

Thank you!

They didn't say on the
phone what I could do.

I am investigating the
death of Davide Cavanella.

Should I know him?

No. He allegedly
committed suicide.

His mother helped
him. She gave him life.

And then she takes
it back from him.

A touching story.

But how can I help you?

Yes. Probably not.

I'm also uncomfortable
bothering you with this.

Signora Lembo! ... But there is
a suspicion about your husband.

That he is his father.

I don't need to say how absurd that is.
How did you come to that conclusion?

I'm not allowed to say anything
about ongoing investigations.

I want to clear up
a misunderstanding.

Also in your interest. This inheritance
law reform has been in effect since March.

You have to imagine that.

So! The boy would be... in the
event of your husband's death,...

... purely legally speaking, ...

... half of the
assets. Unbelievable!

This is in bad taste.

I'd better talk about it -

- with your husband. He
doesn't receive visitors.

A paternity test would
put all accusations to rest.

Commissario? ... Please come?

How long have you
been working here?

43 years! This woman!

Did she ever work
here? About 25 years ago.

Commissario! These
are house matters.

I never talked
about that. So yes.

Thank you! You helped me a lot.

* A phone rings. *

Hey, Stefano! Do
you have a minute?

"For you always." I
spoke to a friend in Rome.

He researches the genetic causes
of mental disabilities at the university.

"I sent him a blood
sample." And?

There are no safe
standard procedures.

But he couldn't find any
abnormalities in Davide's genome.

That means? About
mental disabilities -

- you can rule out
most of them. Thanks!

Commissioner?

They were at Lembos.

Because of the dead boy.
A lead, right from the start!

"KISS"! Don't talk nonsense!

You can't show up at Lembo
without initial suspicion.

What does he have to do
with it? Davide is his son.

The dead boy? ... My God, Brunetti!
How did you come up with that?

Homicides are always
a crime of relationship.

It doesn't matter whether the victim
and perpetrator know each other!

Stop this damned
textbook nonsense!

We are police officers. For us,
only facts and evidence count.

No reading the tea leaves! I
give you some good advice:

Don't mess with Lembo! The
wrong questions are dangerous.

Without having any evidence.
We were already investigating -

- against completely different ones.
Money doesn't protect you in the long run.

Don't be mistaken, my dear!

What's wrong with
him? Didn't you hear?

His book! I already have one.

His foreword was not printed.
It was supposedly forgotten.

I have to collect all the books.

He wants to send it
back. Mine isn't opened.

So you think Davide
inherited everything.

Well, not everything.
... 100 million.

Maybe 200. But
that's the motive.

Signora Lembo had to get
rid of him. The sisters joined in.

But the mother just had to wait.

If Lembo dies, she would have
received everything as guardian.

But his wife wouldn't
have given anything.

And how long would the
sisters have lasted financially?

To go through all the courts
for the inheritance. 10 years?

No! Signora Lembo offered money.

Enough to buy them.

And Dr. Proni too!

No! ... Commissario!
Don't you smell that?

* He sniffs. * Gas!

Dr. Proni!

Dr. Proni! Open up!

* It hisses. *

He is dead.

I don't think he
turned on the gas.

See? Someone took out the wires.

If you had rung the bell, there
would have been a short circuit.

A spark, gas: everything
would have blown up.

And all evidence
would be destroyed.

Thank God he still
wrote everything by hand.

If it were in the computer, we
would have to call Signorina Alvise.

Look!

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Look here!

She was founded in 1995 by
the University Hospital of Bologna -

- referred to Dr. Proni.

From a certain Dr. ... Merolla.

* A phone rings. *

Yes? "Dottore Merolla!"

"An urgent call." In 5 minutes.

What's going on? A call
from the police in Venice.

Because of a woman who was
your patient over 20 years ago.

Here is the medical
record. Thank you!

With pleasure! * He sighs. *

Merolla! How can I help you?

Commissario Brunetti.
Thank you for your time.

It's about your former
patient Ana Cavanella.

"Do you remember?"
Yes, of course!

Ana Cavanella. Very strange!

In what way? She was
in a coma for 6 years.

What? "6 years"?
What happened to her?

A suicide attempt.
She injured herself -

"- severe head injury and was
in mortal danger for a long time."

She was strikingly
pretty, like Snow White.

We said, "She's waiting for
her prince to kiss her awake."

"But he never came."
When did that happen?

Moment!

September 14, 1989.

She must have given
birth shortly before.

"A boy. Was there a
child?" No. Just her sister.

"She visited her." Did
you know about the child?

No. Not back then.

Thank you for
your help! "Please!"

But if she was in a coma for 6
years, who took care of Davide?

There are many statues
in Venice. Why these?

He must have been here.

He made them without heads.

Maybe... he didn't see him.

Excuse me! ... How
do you get in there?

This used to be part
of the old cleaning here.

The owners of the house -

- disagree. That's
why the store is empty.

Are you the caretaker? Yes.

Can you unlock it for us? Yes.

Let's see where the key is!

After all these
years. Wait a minute!

Do you remember the
tenant? A woman. Maria...

Maria... I don't remember.
Did she have a child?

No. I've never
seen a child here.

This leads to the storage room.

That's what you asked me about.

Do you know the store? Yes.

My sister's old shop. Come on!

Your son was not
mentally handicapped.

Your sister locked him
up. What? You're crazy!

When you were in a coma,
she brought him to her.

She locked him up
in this hole for 6 years.

Probably even longer,
if you hadn't woken up.

You're lying! ... You're lying!

My sister is right. You're trying
to convince me of something.

The statue out there was
the only thing he could see.

But he was mentally
handicapped. He could barely speak.

Because she made him that way.
That's what happens to people.

If you don't care,
don't talk to them.

Doesn't hug her. It's
a miracle he survived.

* She sobs loudly. *

The fact that I woke
up is a gift from God.

He brought me back
to take care of Davide.

But he was afraid of me.

Maria said that he
is mentally disabled.

And how exhausting it
was to take care of him.

She made me feel guilty.

I tried to be there
for him. Really!

Who is Davide's father?

Ludovico Lembo?

How do you know that?

You worked for the Lembos.

Did he seduce you?

Many men wanted to
go out with me back then.

I didn't want that.
Beauty means nothing.

But I was flattered that
Lembo was interested in me.

At night he came into my room.

And at some point
almost every one.

Until I got pregnant.

I... I didn't know
what to do. I...

You told your sister. She
always knows what to do.

And what? She got us money.

200 million lire. ...
That's 100,000 euros.

For abortion and stuff.

There were probably even more.

Mary thus inaugurated
the new purification.

She blackmailed the
Lembos. Only the Signora.

He didn't know anything.
They didn't have an abortion.

I couldn't do that.

They were desperate.
... Alone in Bologna.

With the child. Her
sister in Venice.

They wanted to take
their own lives. What?

No! I... I fell.

It was dark.

I fell. The doctors say:

It was a suicide
attempt. No. You're lying!

I had Davide. That
was an accident.

Did your sister show you this?

Yes. And? What did she say?

That David's life should
have had a meaning.

The Lembos have more
money than they can spend.

And we can do so
much good with it.

I donated my money
to the Ursuline Convent.

What's going on? I don't know!
They're looking for something.

And take everything apart. What?

Hey! Let me through!

You are not allowed to do
that without a search warrant.

What's that supposed to mean?

Stop it! What's going on?

I want to go in
there! ... Stop it!

I want to speak to the boss.

You don't touch me again!
Signora Pia! We're arresting you.

For incitement and aiding and
abetting the murder of Davide Cavanella.

You can't just come in here.

The signora is not here.

What does that mean?
He couldn't be stopped.

Mr. Lembo?

Do you know who that is?

Your son!

He only lived to be 25 years old,
and never had a life of his own.

He was locked
away like an animal.

Nobody cared about him.

Do you know why?

He was in the
way. He didn't know.

He didn't want anything, didn't
demand anything from anyone.

From no one!

That is not true.

(Signora Lembo:) Go,
or I'll have you removed!

Like you did with Davide ?

You are accompanying us
because of the suspicion -

- having incited Dr. Proni
to murder Davide Cavanella.

Maria Pia and Ana
Cavanella gave 2 million euros.

So they can kill Davide.
Nobody will believe you.

Without evidence. We
already have the arrest warrant.

As long as Maria Pia remains
silent, we have nothing against her.

Maria Pia will realize that
everything is left to her.

Then she will
testify. I'm sure of it.

Oh! That's getting late.

Did your students hold you up?

Or was it Henry James again?
I went to the stonemason. Look!

We have the most beautiful
square in all of Venice.

And I think, Davide deserves it.

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