[tense music playing]
- [grunts] - [groans]
- Motherfucker! - [groans]
Where are you going, asshole? Get back here!
You piece of shit!
BASED ON MAURIZIO DE GIOVANNI'S NOVELS
[gun fires]
[grunts]
[groans]
[tense music subsides]
[indistinct voices nearby]
[groans]
[strains]
[suspenseful music rises]
- [group chattering excitedly] - [upbeat guitar music playing]
[Edoardo exhales]
- [panting] - [music fades slowly]
[Edoardo groaning weakly]
[grunts]
[sighs]
Look, we took care of you.
But you gotta go. We don't want any trouble.
- I'm no criminal. I'm a journalist. - I didn't ask you.
And I really don't care. Just get the hell outta here.
Fine. Can I at least send a text first?
- Looks like I lost my phone, man. - I don't give a shit.
You can't use our fuckin' phones.
It's getting light.
We have to go.
After he gets dressed, get him outta here.
Are we clear, man?
Throw your clothes over here. I'll take care of 'em.
If you send me out there, then they're gonna kill me.
You got any money on you?
[somber music playing]
[grunting weakly]
I have this.
Go see Manuel. He works there.
If he's in a good mood, he might help you out.
The sun'll be coming up soon.
Take these.
Put 'em on.
Get outta here.
SARA - WOMAN IN THE SHADOWS
TARALLO MORE SAFETY, MORE FREEDOM
[somber music fades]
[tense music rises]
2024 ELECTIONS
- [Pardo] Yeah? - Where are you?
At Anzovino's agency.
- Why? - Anzovino didn't come home last night.
Haven't seen him here either.
They opened about ten minutes ago.
What do you want me to do, go in and say I'm looking
for information or what?
Hold on. His daughter came out.
I'll follow her. I bet she knows where he is.
- Okay? - All right.
- [door closes] - [engine starts]
[parking brake clicks]
PREMISES UNDER SEIZURE
[man] Where're you going? Hey, get back here!
You piece of shit!
[gunshots ring out]
[weakly] Dad?
[music dies down]
[engine starts]
[tense, rhythmic music playing]
Excuse me, ma'am!
Hold on a sec.
I have a question for you.
He look familiar to you?
No.
Guys like that don't come round. They're not welcome here.
Ah.
[suspenseful music rises]
[baby crying]
What's his name?
Goran.
How old is he?
Ten months.
Look, tell me where the Black guy went.
It'll be better for everyone. Huh?
[tense music subsides]
[bell dings]
What you want?
Ninotchka sent me.
What room you want?
They're all free at the moment. It'll get busy later, though.
Pick one. I don't care.
Room 112.
- Can I… use the computer? - Mm.
HOUSEROOM SEARCH: NAPLES DUE TO SUDDEN MOVE…
- [ominous music playing] - [sniffles]
[cell phone vibrating]
[crow cawing in distance]
[somber instrumental music playing]
[Viola] Can he just leave me alone?
[intriguing, rhythmic music playing]
[camera shutter clicking rapidly]
GL699BT…
[under breath] GL699BT, GL699BT.
GL699BT.
HOW TO RETRIEVE OWNER'S…
PLATE NUMBER NOT FOUND
[quietly] Well, fuck off.
- [cell phone chimes] - [sighs]
HOUSE AND ROOM SEARCH NAPLES
DUE TO SUDDEN MOVE APARTMENT FOR RENT IN VIA DUOMO
WITH BEAUTIFUL FURNISHED KID'S ROOM AND LOVELY BALCONY
- So what should I do now, hmm? - [dog whines]
Do I tell her?
She slams the door in my face, and I still help?
I don't think so.
[dog whines]
[grunts]
[sighs]
[quietly] Motherfucker…
[snaps photo]
[cell phone chimes]
YOUR EDOARDO POSTED A NEW MESSAGE
THANKS. ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?
[energetic music playing]
[sighs deeply]
[cell phone vibrates]
[coughs]
Yeah, what's up?
- [Sara] Pardo, Edoardo's alive. - Yeah?
He just posted something. I sent it to you.
Instead of a museum, this time, it's his apartment.
I'll meet you there.
Okay… uh, well, what about Anzovino?
- We'll deal with him later. Hurry up. - Right, okay.
[sighs]
STEAKHOUSE
[Sara] Pardo?
Hey.
- I'm here. - Well?
We got nothin'.
You see?
The door is exactly how we left it.
Same in here.
Doesn't look like they touched anything.
Anyway, I asked Anna Maria to check the IP address the post was sent from.
She just sent me the location, so let's go.
- Hello. - Hello.
Hello.
[tense music playing]
[car alarm chirps]
I'd like a word, please.
[groans]
[knocking on door]
[gasps, panting]
[grunts]
[knocking on door]
- [knocking continues] - [gun cocks]
[pounding on door]
[tense music swells]
[music fades]
- Over here. - What?
112.
The missing key. First floor.
[Pardo sighs]
[music fades]
[tense music rises]
[gun cocks]
[softly] Come on.
Who the fuck's this guy?
[tense music fades]
Aldo Esposito, from Bagnoli. Run it.
Do you think Edoardo shot him?
[Sara sighs]
Purely in self-defense, if he did.
It's locked.
It's locked, Morozzi.
- You know, I say we just take it. - [car alarm chirps]
[sounds distort]
We should take it.
Otherwise, we're gonna have to kiss every ass
to get them to tell us what's on it. Right? What do you say?
What do I say?
I say we've found Sergio's killer.
[Sara on phone] You're looking at the guy who killed Sergio.
[somber music playing]
- Hey. I was about to call you. - Yeah?
Looks like Eduardo Belliti used
a credit card two hours ago at the airport.
He bought a ticket for Lisbon.
- Ah! - What time's the flight?
It's already departed by now.
He hopped on the first flight. Looks like he's on the run.
And you're positive it was actually Edoardo?
We'll find out.
What about this?
- All right, whose phone is this? - The dead dude.
I'll get to that in a moment.
I'm kind of in the middle of hacking airport security.
[somber piano music playing]
Well, they were quite efficient.
After all, they're your men.
[Lembo] Mm.
They move fast, Lembo.
I'm sorry, Teresa. I did everything I could.
Anyway, it's not over for you.
I want you with me in Rome.
No. Thanks, though.
- I'd rather get my life back together. - [chuckles]
In five seconds, you're gonna be bored.
I give you full autonomy.
You can make all the decisions you want.
That's pretty much what I've been doing.
And then they shut the entire unit down because of it. You know?
- Here. - Why don't you keep the keys?
This space is still ours till the movers take away the last bit of furniture.
You expect me to wait here?
Why don't you bring Morozzi?
She can have one last look at this little theater. Huh?
I don't think that would be a problem.
What does she have to do with it?
[scoffs]
Didn't Tamburi have it built just for her?
So she wouldn't ruin her eyesight doing her little lipreading?
Yeah.
But she and Massimiliano also brought the unit down.
Ah. So when you two meet, you're discussing the weather, I'm sure.
Yeah.
Discussing the weather and time.
And how it passes, but nothing ever fucking changes.
Well, goodbye.
[message alert beeps]
[phone unlocks]
[tense music swells]
[Anna Maria] These images are from two hours ago.
- Look. - [Pardo] There! That's him.
- Looks like him. - Yeah, it is him.
[cell phone vibrating]
- What is it, Teresa? - Hey, Anzovino isn't home.
I'll send Anna Maria everything.
Anyway, according to his location history, it looks like he's moved to Campi Flegrei.
But what's more interesting is when he moved there.
When?
After they killed Sergio.
He often calls his daughter Rachele, but she never picks up the phone.
[breathing shakily]
What the fuck are you doing here?
Just to be transparent, we don't really have a warrant to be here.
I even told my colleague here we needed one,
but she's got her own methods.
Hi, Rachele.
How'd you get in?
Using those methods I mentioned a second ago.
I saw the photo I gave you on your nightstand.
- Get out of my home. - Why? Or what?
Who are you gonna call? Your old man? I doubt it.
Considering you don't even answer his calls anymore.
[Rachele sniffles]
[Sara] I saw you crying at Sergio's grave today.
You were only hiding how much you loved Sergio because you were afraid.
That's not it.
No?
I guess then you must love someone else so much you felt the need to defend them?
Who is it? Your father?
Whose pals with Vigilante and chummy with Tarallo?
Who Sergio started investigating with Belliti?
What happened? Huh?
Did you discover something that you shouldn't?
Did you tell your dad everything?
And now you feel guilty 'cause Sergio died, and you're to blame!
Yeah!
It is only my fault that Sergio was killed.
But that's not how it went down at all.
He was acting weird.
Stopped telling me what he was up to.
I got suspicious.
I followed him and saw him with a woman old enough to be his mother.
Told me he was being forced into it.
That he felt disgusting every time he got out of her bed.
He mentioned an investigation.
One that would take a lot of people down with it.
And I'm assuming your father was one of them?
- No. - Who, then?
Vigilante. I lied to you when I said I didn't know him.
He saw me grow up.
And he bailed my dad out of massive debt.
So you felt you had to tell him what you had learned.
I didn't tell anyone. Just my father.
I wanted him to expose Sergio so I could forget the affair.
- But-- - Then he disappeared.
Why didn't you tell us the truth when we last talked?
We might've been able to save Sergio.
[sniffles]
Because my dad told Vigilante.
But then Sergio died, and you still didn't say anything!
Because he's my dad!
What was I supposed to do? I was terrified.
If I had said anything, they would've killed my father.
Call him now.
No. [sobs]
- I'm never speaking to him again. - You're not calling the shots!
Now, call him!
[footsteps approaching]
How are you, Rachele?
I've been better.
[footsteps approaching]
Who are those two?
It's over, Dad. They know everything.
You can't run from this.
[gasps softly]
And so we finally meet.
I asked Vigilante to help me with Sergio.
And he found him a position with Tarallo.
How could I keep it secret? The kid was really stirring up some shit.
So his death must've had you jumping for joy, I'm sure.
No, but try to see where I'm coming from.
- [scoffs] - [Sara] Hmm.
What's Vigilante working on?
What interests are driving his plans here?
I don't know what his interests are.
Then why were you so worried about Sergio's investigation?
[sighs] I promise you. I really don't know anything.
Anzovino…
Don't look at me. Look at your daughter.
I'm not gonna tell you what I think of you.
But for us to be able to believe you, you gotta give us something to work with.
Okay? Don't you handle his security?
You don't know where he goes? What should I do? Call the station?
[Anzovino takes a deep breath]
Well?
Do you always follow Vigilante?
[sighs]
No. No, I don't always.
Sometimes he tells me he wants to go alone.
All right.
Then next time he tells you that, you tell us.
[music fades]
[intercom buzzes]
[huffs]
[intercom buzzes]
[sighs] Oh, for fuck's sake.
[Anna Maria] Yeah?
Um, hey there. I'm Musella, for Inspector Pardo.
He's not here.
- What do you want? - Wait, who are you?
- Mind your own fuckin' business. - [receiver clatters]
All right. [sighs]
[cell phone vibrating]
What now? Oh, it's Musella.
Musella? You got something for us?
I wouldn't've bothered you unless I had something,
and this is big.
If you're heading back home, I can just wait for you out here if you want.
I'm outside.
Was just passing by and thought I'd stop in.
But when I rang, your new girlfriend said you weren't there--
Ah, Muse… Absolutely not. She's not my girlfriend.
But you have to stop just dropping by my house whenever you feel like it.
- I already told you this! - Got it.
- Now, tell me what you found out. - All right.
Aldo Esposito was shot with the exact same gun that killed Gaspare Russo.
Ah.
And Aldo's father, Vito Esposito is still somewhere out there,
but I'm guessing, hmm… he's probably dead too.
How do you know that?
The DNA we found in Pianura alongside Edoardo's proves the other guy
must've been Aldo's father, so put two and two together, and…
Roger that.
All right. Thanks, Musella.
You got it.
- I'm still here, just in case-- - Yeah. I said thanks, Musella!
This is so beyond me. It's ridiculous.
He always wants to stick his nose in my business, and I don't know why.
But he's actually a good kid.
So you feel it too?
- Feel what? - Ah.
Nostalgia.
- Fuck you, Pardo. - [chuckles]
Did you see that?
That Japanese dude by the car, in front of Viola's,
just looking up at her apartment.
Creeps me out.
It's all under control. Don't you worry.
The guy you saw is just an agent of the unit.
And also, he's Chinese.
He's Chinese.
Okay, well…
[reporter] Today is an important day in Naples.
Everything is ready for the rally closing Tarallo's election campaign.
According to early predictions,
Tarallo is the candidate expected to become
president of the Campania region.
He has made security the key issue on his platform
and is backed by a strong coalition
who are providing their unwavering support.
[Pardo] Aldo Esposito worked for Vigilante.
These are the photos they found on his phone.
So, then it's confirmed.
It was Vigilante who had him killed.
- Sergio wasn't meant to die. - [Teresa] Seriously, cut the crap, Sara.
If he hadn't died from the beating,
they would've gotten rid of him once they got what they wanted anyway.
I have a strong feeling that the phone
the photos were sent to belongs to Vigilante.
I want it all. No stone unturned.
Open it up like a tin can.
It's encrypted. It'll take work.
Fine, work on it. Get it done.
[somber music playing]
[lighter clicks]
[Sara, gently] Teresa…
Don't. Leave me alone.
Well, you were right, as usual.
[tearfully] Arresting Tarallo would've been a fucking mistake.
Give me that cigarette.
You're showing solidarity by taking up smoking again?
You're right, you know.
Anzovino was under our noses the whole time.
For me, more than any of you.
I mean, I didn't really know Sergio at all.
I didn't understand a fucking thing.
I saw him through rose-colored glasses.
Well, Sergio saw you exactly the same.
When he went missing,
Rachele just assumed he was with you.
He had told her he'd fallen in love with you.
[sighs]
Are you saying that out of pity?
You and me both know I'm not a great liar.
If I were lying, you know you could tell.
[Pardo] Sorry, but it's Anzovino.
[Sara] Put it on speakerphone.
- Talk to me. - [Anzovino] I got some news.
Vigilante just took me off of managing
the security detail for Tarallo's rally today.
He claims the party requested it. They hired a company from Rome instead.
- Has that happened before? - No.
Thanks.
That means something's definitely gonna go down.
No shit.
[suspenseful music playing]
Okay, this is pissing me off now.
TO BE HUMAN HUMAN GOD
[crowd clamoring]
[crowd chanting] Tarallo! Tarallo! Tarallo!
Tarallo!
Tarallo! Tarallo!
Thank you for your patience.
Our presidential candidate will join us shortly,
in just a few minutes.
[sighs]
[gasps]
- [groaning] - [agent] Oh God! Oh God!
Wait! I'll help you. Let me help.
Easy. Hang onto me. Here you go.
First, tell me what you want from me.
For one, I don't want you to having this baby here.
What are you, some kind of stalker or something?
Go slow. Just go slow. Easy does it.
[mother] Viola!
Don't worry, ma'am. It's all right. I'm a friend of Sara's.
I'm taking Viola to the hospital. Her water just broke!
- Are you really friends with Sara? - [mother] Viola!
Do you know anyone who would kidnap a woman when she's in labor?
I'm her mother.
- Put her in the car! - No!
But I don't really trust any of Sara's friends. [groans]
Here we are. Just relax.
[Viola moaning in pain]
[mother] Honey, just breathe.
You and that wretched woman will give me a heart attack.
God, give me a fucking gun! Shoot her, please.
[crowd cheering and applauding]
[crowd chanting] Tarallo! Tarallo!
Tarallo! Tarallo!
Here he is!
[crowd] Tarallo! Tarallo! Tarallo!
Tarallo! Tarallo!
- Tarallo! - Good morning!
Great to see you.
The pleasure's all mine. Good morning.
- Welcome. - How are you doing?
[woman] Hello, nice to meet you.
- Good morning. Thank you. - Morning.
[woman 2] Tarallo!
[man 1] We love you!
- [man 2] We love you! - [man 3] We love you!
[Tarallo] Thank you.
My friends…
First off, I want to thank each and every one of you.
The success I've achieved in these past few months
is all thanks to this wonderful community
that you have helped to create.
A community united by their shared love for this land
and its traditions.
But most importantly, a community who is also not afraid
to face the future head-on.
ARREST ME TOO
No, no, come on!
[angry clamoring]
They're trying to provoke you. Ignore them!
This is who they really are, you guys!
- [doctor] Come on! Push, push. - [mother] Push.
- Push, darling. - [doctor] Again! You got it.
- [mother] Push! - [doctor] Keep going!
God, shut up, Mom!
See, I warned you about them.
This is violence.
This is the opposite of democracy!
Shame on you!
You people should be ashamed!
[sounds dampen]
- [screams] - [tense music pulsing]
[crowd clamoring]
- [screams] - [doctor] Push!
[man] They shot Tarallo!
There he is! It was him!
Grab the shooter!
- Meet you both back at Pardo's. - Yeah.
[intense music playing]
- You called it. - Of course I did.
The shot came from over there.
[coughing weakly]
[doctor] Push!
[screams]
[gentle music playing]
[crying happily]
[music fades]
[phone rings]
[energetic music playing]
[Vigilante] Hello?
[man] Everything's good.
We took care of it.
[reporter] A statement was released just moments ago
announcing the death of political candidate Tarallo,
whose condition appeared very serious immediately following today's attack.
Messages of condolence and support for the family are pouring in
from across the country.
Authorities have currently detained a 35-year-old Nigerian man,
whose identity has not yet been released-
It would appear
that they finally ran out of paid scapegoats
and dragged in some poor guy who had jack shit to do with it.
I'm starting to wonder… if Tarallo even knew what was going on.
Well, he clearly didn't know that his life was at stake.
But the other stuff, he knew.
I have no doubt Vigilante instructed him beforehand to stay on the stage,
no matter what.
So he could make him a hero.
The nuclear thing was too big for them to lose.
No one was gonna get in their way, not even Tarallo.
Actually, we're the ones who lost here.
Well, lost again.
[Pardo huffs]
Where should I take this stuff?
Toss it. I don't really care.
The unit doesn't exist anymore.
[message alert beeps]
Yang.
My girl in a public hospital? [sniffles]
In this neighborhood?
Rescued by some foreigner associated with that horrible woman?
I… I just…
How can anyone give birth like this?
May I?
Well?
Rosaria, why don't we go get a nice coffee?
I'll even carry your bag. [chuckles]
Let's go.
You were awful to me, you know that?
That's true.
It was to keep you safe.
If something had happened to you, I would've never forgiven myself.
But why couldn't you've just told me, "Stay away, or you'll be in danger?"
I just had a feeling you wouldn't have.
No. Probably not.
It was such a rush that night at the restaurant.
He's beautiful, right?
Very beautiful.
Wanna hold him?
- I don't know. - Go on, take him.
[gentle music playing]
Nice and easy. [chuckles]
Here he is.
- [baby fussing] - Oh, shh.
[clicks tongue]
[chuckles]
Where's Pardo?
He's out there.
- I'd love to see him. Can you let him in? - [Sara] Okay.
- Yeah. - Yeah.
Oh, my love. [chuckles]
There we go.
Nice and cozy, hmm?
[somber music playing]
Where are they?
- [gently] Hi. - Hi.
[clears throat]
[chuckles] You look like the Virgin Mary!
Well, I mean, I definitely have the child.
But I don't really know about the whole virgin part.
Ah.
Have you picked a name?
Massimiliano.
I think it's a beautiful name.
[somber music swells]
I can take him home soon. I can't wait.
Did I tell you that Giorgio's office will be his nursery?
[Sara] No.
Well, that room's got the best view.
And, also… I know that's what he would want.
[Pardo] "Due to sudden move, apartment for rent on Via Duomo
with beautiful furnished kid's room and balcony.
[Ely] Yeah!
- Hello. - Hello.
Hello.
[tense music swells, fades]
Excuse me.
I… I… I have to go do something.
Congratulations, Viola.
- [Viola] Thanks. - He's incredible.
Sara, look.
Thank you.
[chuckles softly]
[gentle music fades]
[doorbell rings]
Who is it?
[Pardo] Ma'am?
[tense music rises]
- Good evening. - Hello.
Sorry to show up at this hour.
I hope I didn't interrupt dinner.
Where's Edoardo?
That's exactly why I wanted to speak with you.
- I'm an inspector, with the police. - Do you have some form of ID on you?
Technically, you'd want to see my badge, not my ID.
But, uh… well, I don't have it on me 'cause I'm on leave,
and I, uh…
Uh…
Ma'am?
Ma'am, Edoardo is in Lisbon right now.
No, he's not. I've been trying to call, and his phone's turned off.
And I saw you the other night. You and that lady broke down his door.
- Don't think I didn't see you. - [sighs]
Then you have the nerve to come here.
[Pardo] Yes, ma'am. I won't deny what you saw.
But we did it to help Eduardo, alright?
If you'd just let me in a second--
Get out of here! I'm gonna call the police!
- I am the police, I told you that! - I said leave!
Stop! What the f…
Stay back!
Where's Edoardo?
- Why did he go away? - [Pardo, gently] Hi.
Uh… right now, Edoardo's on vacation.
I'm a friend of his.
Can I come in?
APARTMENT TO RENT ON VIA DUOMO
I don't get why Edoardo would've posted about Ely's room.
I wasn't sure either.
She might know. Could we ask her, maybe?
Yeah, sure. Her room's right this way. Follow me.
Thanks.
[takes a deep breath]
- Ely? - Ely, yeah.
Ely, can I ask you a question?
Do you remember
a time when Edoardo ever came into your room
and maybe used your computer or your toys?
No, I don't have a computer.
- Mm. - I go to his place when my mom's at work.
Look.
He gave me this donkey when we watched the soccer game together.
- He said, "Always keep it with you." - Hmm.
- When was that? You remember? - Just before he went missing.
Can I see it real quick?
Hmm?
Don't you worry. My dad was a tailor.
I'm really good at this.
[tense music rises]
[reporter] A terrible new scandal has rocked the world of Italian politics.
The death of Tarallo, the regional Campania candidate,
has exposed an entire system of similar, orchestrated attacks.
What Edoardo Belliti uncovered is a political earthquake
that has sent shockwaves through the government.
[reporter 2] By honing in on hate and fear, Tarallo and his entourage
created an electoral campaign tinged with xenophobia.
[reporter 3] An organized crime ring that recruited illegal immigrants
to commit crimes in Campania to help boost Tarallo's campaign.
The strategy was to manufacture…
[reporter 4] Belliti's investigation opened a Pandora's box
of a political system based on corruption backed by criminals…
[reporter 4] The world is finding out about the investigation into Tarallo
and how his campaign was funded by a system of organized criminals.
[cell phone vibrates]
Damn phone ruined my entrance! Some surprise! [chuckles]
It was gonna be good.
Whatever. What'd you want?
To say bravo.
How'd you do it?
I'll explain later. Actually… figure it out yourself.
I got something big to tell you.
During Tarallo's rally, turns out the security cameras
were off for half an hour, hmm?
We know Vigilante's got his fingers everywhere,
but pulling off something like that, it takes more than just a criminal.
Hmm? Even one as powerful as him.
[sounds distort]
Vigilante doesn't waste any time. Berlin, Rome, Milan, Palermo.
What else do we got on him?
Wiretapping, of course. How else would I be here?
No way in hell those folks in Rome would've invited me.
Actually, no one invited you, Catapano.
I'm dragging you with me.
So, the planned attack has been confirmed?
Possibly.
If they don't even want to send the audio from Rome,
there must be juicy stuff in those wiretaps.
Let's go, Catapano.
["Ah, non credea mirarti," "La sonnambula" by V. Bellini playing]
[door closes]
[Sara] How'd it go in Rome?
As expected.
So then…?
A dead end, like before.
I'm sorry.
[Catapano] Hey, Brunette.
[music ends]
Did you listen to Massimiliano's CD?
No. I'm still not ready yet.
[sighs] So what do you need?
[sighs]
Before the attack in Florence,
you and Massimiliano went to Rome.
Tell me what happened there.
I'm not the person you should be asking, Morozzi.
I wasn't invited, and Lembo didn't let me in.
And when he walked out of the boardroom,
Massimiliano said to me we were back to square one
and that the interceptions were fucking useless.
And you think that was true?
Yes, of course I believe the guy.
Why the fuck would he have lied to me?
[somber music rising]
[Sara] Hi, Lembo.
You got here rather late, Morozzi.
If you're talking about getting to the truth, sure.
But what matters is getting there.
It was you, wasn't it?
Now and back then.
The massacres, the attacks.
You covered them up.
You still have the habit of taking wild shots
in the dark without a shred of proof.
You know who also took a shot?
The sniper on the roof at Tarallo's rally.
But Vigilante won't come out clean this time.
Take care, Brunette.
Now, why don't you go do what any good agent would do.
Forget what you know.
That was Massamiliano's specialty, you see.
[reporter] Florence and the entire country is in mourning.
An attack, in the middle of the night,
occurred just steps away from the Uffizi Gallery
on Via dei Georgofili, causing deaths, injuries,
and immense damage to the artistic heritage
in the Florentine capital.
More than 30 have been injured, and unfortunately, five,
including two children--
[bell rings]
- Hi. - Hi.
I'm assuming that's Vigilante's location history.
Yeah.
It's the last thing Anna Maria did for me.
And what'd you find out?
Nothing.
Except that the bastard likes to go running.
Lembo covered up for Vigilante.
It's always been him.
You're starting to love this again.
A bit too late, but hey.
He said I was a bit late too.
I confronted him, and he insinuated that Massimiliano knew.
He knew and still didn't stop him.
[somber music rising]
That Lembo's a real bastard.
He's just trying to fuck with your memory of Massimiliano.
You know that Massamiliano would've told you if he had known.
You really think he would?
"You and me both know I'm not a great liar."
"If I were lying, you could tell."
I'll make you a coffee.
[somber music fades]
["L'eslisir d'amore" playing on headphones]
[haunting operatic music building]
[silenced gunshots echo]
[music on headphones fading]
[somber music playing]
Hey, my love.
If you're hearing these words, it means that I'm gone.
Or that Andrea is playing a nasty joke on you.
He was never your biggest fan.
We were always focused on everything else.
On us and work.
But now that I'm gone,
I don't want you to be alone.
[somber music building]
SARA - WOMAN IN THE SHADOWS
[gentle music continues]
[music fades]