Fog and Crimes (Nebbie e delitti)

FOG AND CRIMES 3

Quick.

Go! Go!

I'm coming.

One moment.

WELL-BRED BOYS

You're hard to get.

You're gorgeous.

You think?

For you. Beautiful eyes.

I double-parked my car.

And we're late, too.

Come on.

Look. I have to tell you something.

I don't feel like coming to this party at all.

Now you know.

We're going anyway.

I'm sure you'll have fun.

You are insane!

- Good evening. - Hi.

- Please. - Hi.

Hi.

Cinzia.

Shall we go in, or shall we stay on the sidewalk all night?

It's been months now that the hooded gang

has been robbing the villas up in the hills.

The distinguishing mark they always leave on the spot

is a black hood.

They also burn their cars to remove all traces.

- Let's hope that... - That's not stuff for you, Immacolata.

Let's recap, now.

You were in front of the school.

Because I had been told that, in the café in front, worked...

- Who? - That bitch.

Immacolata!

Who was this woman?

The one who took my father away from me.

I went to tell her to send him back, or my mother would die.

Will you stop telling me lies?

Who is this woman? Who is your father? What's his name?

Who is your mother? Who are you?

Maybe your name is not Immacolata.

Don't move. Or you'll break your ankle again.

Read.

Hey!

Meringues with chocolate.

Meringues with chocolate. Thank you.

Look what she brought for you.

Let me see that ankle.

Signor Sebastiano, are you there?

What happened?

Signor Sebastiano, where are you?

Did those meringues achieve their goal?

Did she stop lying? Did she tell you something?

No.

She lies because she has suffered. She's a vagabond.

Her family situation must be disastrous.

You're so wise.

- Are you working tomorrow? - Why?

We need to see each other, no?

I'm working. Bye.

So?

The maid found him this morning.

When she arrived, the door was open. She's in there.

What a mess. They destroyed everything.

Please, wait here. I want to talk to you later.

- Hi, Assad. - Hi, Soneri.

We have a dead body this time.

It's a homicide.

They'll be condemned to life imprisonment, right, Inspector?

Of course, if we find them.

Here's the hood. Their mark.

It's their masterpiece. It's the first time they've killed someone.

They took the watch, too. See?

Who's the victim?

Sebastiano Rivalta, 28.

Based on his ID, he's an accountant.

He was pushed against that edge, he hit his head and died.

There's something strange. Why steal the paintings,

the watches...

without taking this expensive camera?

- I want this to be collected. - Of course, Inspector.

I think they were looking for something else. Let me show you.

What about the neighbours? They normally hear something,

but they usually forget.

There are only offices around.

Have you finished with the desk, Antonio?

Not yet.

- Can you help me once you're done? - Of course.

A surprise. You see?

A money-counting machine. Why did he have that?

Check when it was last used

and how much money it counted the last time.

So?

It looks like they had fun in here.

They were looking for this. The safe.

Can you put these receipts with the rest?

- Yes. - Any news?

It was used last night, at 10:40 pm.

Only 50 euro notes.

- How many did it count? - 20,000.

20,000?

That's one million euros. Are you sure?

Yes, yes. Of course I'm sure.

What did he do with one million euros?

Yes, you got it right.

That machine counted 20,000 banknotes of 50 euros each.

- A million euros. - Exactly.

Why did he have all that money at home?

He was an accountant, right? Maybe the money belonged to a client.

That is not the right question.

The right question is,

why all low denomination banknotes?

It's one of the two. Either he had 20,000 nephews to give some money to,

50 euros each, or there's a crime behind it.

Some trafficking.

Do you know the answer?

Yes. I'm leaving this very moment.

I'm going myself. No, please.

Not now, please. Please.

No, I want to talk to his mother, I don't want to...

excuse me, please!

Any suspects?

I don't want her to find out from the media.

What are you going to do to stop this gang?

- Do you know him? - How would I know?

A statement, Inspector.

Don't you read the gossip column?

She works in public relations for night clubs and discos.

Excess is her distinguishing mark since she was a little girl.

Drug, sex, scandals.

The whole deal.

Good morning.

- Good morning. Is she in? - Yes.

- This way. - Thank you.

- I'll call her right away. - Thank you.

- Good morning. - Did you see anything interesting?

It's all for sale.

I'm a police inspector. I live in an apartment hotel.

- I'm not interested in that. - In sex?

In art.

They normally send a policeman.

Why did they send an inspector this time?

There was a robbery last night.

Your son was killed.

Did they beat him?

It has happened before. Some criminals are violent.

In my career, I've only met violent criminals.

We'll know the answer from forensics soon.

We can talk some other time, if you prefer.

I see you're upset. You can come to my office if you prefer.

No, no, please stay. I know time is crucial in these cases.

- What do you want to know? - Everything that happened yesterday...

the people he saw, the phone calls he made.

Anything can be useful for us.

This is Michele Gallo, my boyfriend. This is Inspector Soneri.

- Take it. It's good for you. - Thank you.

Nice to meet you.

I don't know what Sebastiano did yesterday.

I guess he spent the day in his office as usual.

Yesterday night we went to his engagement party.

I organised it.

What am I, Mom? I'm just like you.

- Did you party here? - No, in a club.

- He was engaged. Was it important to him? - Of course.

- Why are you asking? - Just out of curiosity. Routine.

His fiancée's name is Cinzia Astolfi.

- What time did he leave? - Shortly after midnight.

He didn't feel well. Maybe he had drunk too much.

So we all left.

Is that your son?

Yes, when he was eight.

I hate you. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you.

Inspector, I... I'd like to be alone now.

Of course. I understand.

Can you show him the door?

- Goodbye. - Thank you.

I'd like you not to talk to Benedetta

regarding this investigation unless strictly necessary.

Look, when a policeman does something, his reasons are always,

how can I put this... strictly necessary.

Of course. What I meant was...

Benedetta is close to breaking point. I know her.

So, talk to me to spare her more pain.

Look. Besides being Benedetta's fiancé, what else do you do?

I help her doing public relations. It's a tough job, I'm telling you.

- Your life is sheer hell, right? Goodbye. - Goodbye.

- Hi, Sant'Ambrogio. What's up? - Inspector.

These are the photos in the memory card of the camera

and in the PC we found at Sebastiano Rivalta's place.

- Put everything in that office. - Perfect. What did you find?

If I tell you, I'll ruin the surprise for you, Inspector.

You're spoiling me. I could get used to that.

- Thanks. - You're welcome.

There we go. Good.

- Inspector. - Hey, Todisco.

I need you to do some research about Cinzia Astolfi.

She was the fiancée of that Rivalta. Find me all you can about her.

Yes, sure. Inspector, I have something to ask you.

- Shoot. - I have some documents