What Have They Done to Your Daughters?

EVERY DAY, CRUEL AND APPARENTLY INEXPLICABLE THINGS HAPPEN.

ONLY THROUGH A FAITHFUL RECONSTRUCTION OF THESE INCIDENTS...

IT IS POSSIBLE TO UNDERSTAND THEIR DRAMATIC AND DISTURBING SIGNIFICANCE.

Come on, harder. Kick it in!

Jesus...

- Come on, guys, let's start. - Right away.

Call the forensics.

And somebody writes this down: School books and notebooks...

cardigan, blouse, blue jeans.

White nylon panties.

- Half-boots... - The district attorney is here.

Show him in.

- Well? - It's a lady...

Good morning.

Good morning.

It's a young girl. No more than 15.

She tied the rope around the beam...

put her head into the noose... and down.

- Do you know who she is? - Not yet.

We couldn't find any papers.

The pages of the notebooks with her name on them were ripped out.

- Who owns the garret? - We're checking it out now.

Who knows why she did it...

We had to break the door down to get in.

Why did she undress herself?

Who knows what goes through a girl's head...

- who decided to commit suicide. - How did you find out about this?

An anonymous phone call. A men's voice.

He only said that somebody hanged himself here.

- May we take the body away now? - Yes.

Oh, inspector, please write your report as quickly as possible.

Of course.

Come on, guys, get her down.

Yes, sir, a minor.

Maybe she ran away from home.

- One of many. - And the parents?

So far we know nothing about them.

And no girls were reported missing in the last few days.

Come in!

Yes, certainly.

But considering I've only been here for a short while, I've already settled in well.

Thank you anyway. I'll keep you informed.

Now take a look at this!

Wouldn't it be enough to only photograph her face?

Yes, I've seen it.

But in cases like this, the photographers can't believe their luck.

- What have you got, Valentini? - The results of the autopsy.

The girl wasn't older than 15.

She had complete sexual intercourse...

shortly before she killed herself.

Integral intercourse. So she didn't use any contraceptives.

They found traces of sperm in the vagina, as well as in the anus and the stomach.

Death occurred yesterday afternoon, on Tuesday.

Between 5 and 6 p.m.

The girl was expecting.

- She was pregnant? - Yes, about two months.

- Did you call the police? - Yes! It's her, it's Silvia!

How horrible. I immediately recognized her in the papers.

Oh, my God, the poor thing!

- Where are her parents? - In Africa.

They own a factory down there. They departed a week ago.

- Since when has she been missing? - Since Tuesday afternoon.

Why didn't you call the police right away?

It wasn't the first time this happened.

Also that she stayed out all night?

When her father wasn't home, it happened.

Silvia always managed to get everything she wanted from her mother.

- How old was she? - Not yet 15.

Did she have any acquaintances?

By that I mean... did she have a boyfriend?

You know anything about that?

When she was little, she used to tell me things...

but she stopped doing so when... when she became a woman.

Hello? Hello!

Someone's calling all the time. I'm so scared!

Oh, my God...

What am I going to tell her parents?

We'll take care of that.

And what's this?

She always wore it around her neck. Until recently.

This is footage shot by our undercover officers...

during a demonstration and the riots...

in the center of town a few days ago.

Watch carefully here.

We have to take a closer look at the shots of these three.

Rewind.

They can be identified here, Ms. District Attorney.

Stop here. Mario Felici.

- Student? - Part-time student.

He's a professional agitator.

- Alright, let's go on. - Play.

Roberto Cecchi.

An old acquaintance, you might say.

An extremist, on record.

- Violent. - Please go on.

- Excuse me, I was at the girl's house... - We need to finish this first.

Giovanni Vici, 19 years old.

- May I see the scene before this again? - Rewind.

Stop here!

- Can you enlarge it? - Sure.

Valentini...

isn't that the girl who hanged herself?

- Russo, when was this shot? - The day before yesterday.

- On Tuesday. What hour? - Must have been around 5, 5.30 p.m.

That's when we started to observe that house.

Nobody left it again until midnight. I was there.

Do you understand, Valentini?

Neither did Silvia leave it before midnight.

But Silvia was already dead then.

No, Valentini.

She wasn't already dead. She had already been murdered.

Excuse me, Patrizia.

Hello, Valentini.

Hello.

- Did they give you my report? - Yes, thanks a lot.

I already took a peek inside. An ugly affair.

I'm sorry, but the case is now within your jurisdiction.

It first looked like suicide, but now it's clear that she was murdered.

And during the night, they shifted the corpse into the garret...

- Daddy! - at the other side of the town.

- Hello, Patrizia! - Good morning.

- Are you going to take me or not? - Wait in the car. I'll be there in a minute.

Excuse me, Silvestri.

In a way, I'm relieved that the case is with you now.

This girl, Silvia... was the same age as my daughter.

- Yes, I understand. - Bye.

Bye.

Let's go, Giardina. We'll start with the garret.

Alright. The coroner is already waiting for us.

There, you see? The body was hanging here, next to the table.

The thing is:

The killer did everything terribly impeccable.

He didn't only strangle her before he strung up her body on that beam...

but must have also pulled the body down with all his force...

until the cervical vertebra broke.

Now, according to the results of the autopsy...

- he consequently... - Stop, don't move!

I said, don't move, damn it!

- But it's the assistant district attorney. - He mustn't move either!

Somebody's watching us from the balcony of the opposite building.

With a binocular or something like that. Top floor. Go, Giardina!

I'm the assistant district attorney, Vittoria Stori.

I'm sorry.

We'll have to reconstruct the girl's life minute for minute.

Yes, of course.

But this has got to be a joke, inspector. Are you trying to tell me...

that someone who photographs as a hobby is committing a crime?

- God, no! - Well then.

Why did you pick that garret as your target today of all days?

I didn't pick anything as a target. This is not a cannon...!

Here, inspector.

We've printed the film.

Well, Mr. Paglia, take a good look.

This girl was killed.

Now I'm asking you to collaborate with the law.

But look, I... I took them by sheer chance.

And when I saw that thing - terrible, I must say...

- Did you call the police? - But of course!

- There, you see that I am collaborating. - And this photo? And that one?

And this one? All of them by chance?

Well, first off, it needs to be assessed whether a free citizen may or may not do this!

Indeed, it has to be assessed.

In the meantime, you're in investigative custody.

Call your lawyer if you like.

These are enlargements of the photos we found in Paglia's apartment.

This is Silvia Polvesi. The boy is always the same.

They must've been certain that nobody could watch them.

But Paglia could shoot them from the opposite building.

They look so happy.

I'd say they had no inhibitions.

They're just two kids.

Yes, two kids.

But they did things for adults.

Now it won't be difficult to find that boy.

- Hello. - Hello. Listen...

You know this guy?

- Yeah, that's Marcello. - Oh. And where is he?

- He's underground. - Underground where?

In the grotto. Almost 300 feet down.

- How long has he been buried there? - For four days.

- Tell him to come up. - And why?

Because I need to talk to him. Police.

What does Marcello have to do with the police?

Make him come up, I'm asking the questions.

Fabio! Call Marcello!

- Come on, call Marcello. - Marcello, you hear me? Over!

We've found him, but I don't think he has anything to do with it.

I'm excluding him. He's been underground since Sunday.

Underground? What do you mean?

He's a cave explorer or something.

But Silvestri, the girl had intercourse...

shortly before she was killed. And that was on Tuesday.

Indeed.

But then Silvia had another lover.

Yes, a lethal lover.

She wasn't even 15 years old...

It's enough! What else do you want from me?

I don't even want to hear her name anymore, understand?

Ask these questions to the other guy.

I only know... that she disgusts me.