Framed! A Sicilian Murder Mystery (Incastrati)

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Get out.

Come on!

- What's happening? Where are we going? - Over there.

Walk.

Come on. Come on. Keep walking.

Walk!

Stop right there.

On your knees.

Why, God? Why me?

Why? Because it's your fault we're in this huge mess.

You and your stupid television show! It's your fault.

Zip it!

I'm begging you, please. Do what you want with me, but please don't hurt my mom.

She's got nothing to do with this.

Leave Ester alone too. She's got nothing to do with it either.

The life I dreamed of with Esther, that I wanted with her,

that I could-- I could still have, that I might still be able to maybe--

That's it! I've heard enough.

According to several eyewitnesses…

FOURTEEN DAYS EARLIER

…Miss Concetta was mugged after purchasing her weekly groceries .

The robbers stole much of her purchase, including mini gherkins, pasta,

jarred peaches, and a cinnamon-infused chocolate bar.

While the sun is sweet here in Sicily, we are left with the bitter aftertaste

due to this awful criminal activity.

This is just one of the many crimes in the area over the past few weeks.

Salvo, you fell asleep in front of the TV again.

Yeah, I fell asleep

right when Inspector Jackson was arresting the killer.

All these shows are rotting your brain.

You know, you've been sleeping out here for months.

Wow, I'm really late!

Oh, hey, thank you.

Mm.

What? No sugar! Did I offend you?

Sugar is bad for you. All the doctors say so now.

- Thank God I'm sweet enough as it is. - Huh.

Well, good morning, Mama.

Good morning, darling.

- Coffee's ready. - Mm.

- It's freshly made. Here. - Thank you.

There's way too much sugar.

- Too much? - Yeah.

It's like you forgot to add the coffee.

Sugar is good for you.

You need full energy to face the day ahead.

No, Mom, with this, I'm gonna need insulin.

Inspector Jackson, I'm excited.

After all this time on the case, we're finally gonna see the killer's face.

Don't get excited so soon, Sam.

You're gonna be late for work.

Yeah.

Don't forget the killer was able to escape,

even when we had him surrounded in that damn room.

Get him, Jackson.

At that moment, the killer sees four people from the window.

Pay attention, because when it comes to crimes, the details are very important.

Right at that second, a yellow balloon floats ominously from the child's hand.

Of course, because the details are important.

You got it!

You haven't even noticed that I got my hair done yesterday.

No, I do. You just colored it.

I got a haircut. It's the same color as always.

- Well, it's not like… - Come on.

You don't notice anything. You don't see me.

Oh, come on. I noticed that you got a new necklace.

It was an anniversary present from you.

Last year.

Wrong again.

Yeah.

Mama, why did you have to put ricotta in the cake again?

You have to make that cake with ricotta.

Otherwise, it turns out lumpy and disgusting.

But you know I've always been allergic to dairy.

If you never eat dairy,

then you will never get used to eating dairy.

You're right, Mama. I'm sorry. You know what?

You just keep adding ricotta from now on, okay?

Oh, I can use it?

Yes, but also add some Benedryl with it.

That way, I can deal with the anaphylactic shock more calmly.

Suddenly, the clouds part and the sun emerges.

Inspector Jackson, blinded by the glare, is lost.

Tell me about it later. You're late, and I've got to go to yoga.

Are you not going to work?

You haven't even noticed that I'm in yoga clothes?

Get outta here! I'll see you at lunch.

So, should I get some sushi, a sandwich, or something simple?

No, no, no, no, I'll prepare something healthier.

Hmm.

Not bad. Not bad.

- All right. Bye. - Bye.

That's your goodbye? And where's my kiss?

- Hmm. - Oh, come here, love.

Tell me the truth.

I'm more interesting to you than your killer, right?

I don't know, because just as they were arresting him,

I fell asleep and I don't know what he looks like. Crazy!

After eight seasons and 132 episodes.

But don't worry. I'm gonna catch up in streaming.

- Bye, honey. - Bye, Salvo.

Oh, wait a minute. Why are you calling me Salvo?

Bye, my tortellini.

Bye, my tortellini.

Bye.

Then the director of The Touch of the Killer

cuts to none other than inspector Jackson.

Meanwhile, the killer hides in a dark corner.

And you can't see his face at all. The inspector is about to arrest him--

Oh my God, you're obsessed with this show. Totally obsessed.

Once again, in Sicily, the beauty of the morning

is bombarded with the bitterness of blood.

When the fire department arrived on the scene,

the innocent kitten was still alive, trapped inside the car's engine, where…

Hang on. Come on. Let me listen to this.

But once they pried open the hood,

the kitten had experienced a grisly death at the hands of the fan belt.

Oh my God, between you and him, I don't really know who's more gruesome.

Well, if you want, we can talk about your sister's cooking.

You should thank your lucky stars

my sister puts up with you.

My meals are vegan based,

kale, quinoa, cheese made from chickpeas.

I have no children. I'm like a panda at risk of extinction.

At least she's feeding you healthy food, huh.

Oh, you like that. How about you come over for lunch today then, huh?

No, I can't. If I don't eat with my mom, she gets offended.

Of course. Your mommy.

What's for lunch today? Strained carrots? Or maybe some hot dogs?

Why do you always make fun of my mom?

I'm not. She's the one who doesn't like me.

Just tell me where our first client is today.

Dante Street. A guy named Alberto Gambino.

- Why are you always whining? - Whatever.

You've got it all,

a wife who adores you, tons of friends, and a good job.

I've always dreamed of a life with adventure.

But instead, what have we got? A dull routine of a life.

Do you know who's going to be at our class reunion tonight?

I don't know if Agata's going.

Hold on. What do you mean? Did I mention Agatha?

You've had a crush on her for years.

Who said I have a crush on her?

Oh, you can see it in your eyes.

What's wrong with my eyes?

- Okay, fine. - Are you crazy?

Agata is a beautiful girl like anyone else,

but saying I've got a crush on her is going way too far.

BE RIGHT BACK

Let's wait and then ask which apartment it is.

We know which apartment it is.

Come on. Let's just go.

- Come on. - Salvo, you can't do that. Salvo!

- I'm taking the stairs. - There's an elevator.

You know I'm not good in small spaces. I can't breathe. I get anxious.

You know, you never cease to amaze me.

- Go. - Always something with you.

Always something.

All right.

- Yes? - Mr. Martorana?

Mrs. Ascalone .

- We have no water. - I know. I know. I know.

It's being handled right now.

Yes, absolutely. We have them here and they're working on it now.

Guys, let's hurry it up. The residents are complaining.

- Yeah, uh… - Uh…

I'm inside. Come on in.

Hey.

Where's Mr. Gambino?

He's not here. The door was wide open though.

Okay, so you're trespassing.

Oh, please. We're not criminals.

He probably just left the door open since he knew we were coming. Calm down.

How would you like it if someone just walked into your house? Huh?

And who's gonna go to my house?

What are they gonna steal? Tell me. Quinoa or something?

It's amazing that I go to my house.

Let's find the remote and see what's wrong with this guy's television, shall we?

Now give me a hand with it, please. Thank you.

The remote. Let's find the remote.

Always have to do what he says. Let's find the remote.

So, as I was saying about the show.

Inspector Jackson doesn't notice that in the midst of looking for him,

the killer is meticulously wiring and arming the bomb,

getting everything set up.

So he wasn't scared the bomb would explode?

The bomb can't explode.

The bomb can explode.

The bomb can't explode.

It's called a bomb, because at some point, the bomb would explode.

This is a bomb that doesn't explode.

- It can explode, Salvo. - It can't.

- It can explode. - It can't explode.

The main character of the show can't die five minutes into the episode!

- Five minutes, Salvo? - Yes, five minutes.

You've been trying to tell me this story since this morning,

and that's just the first five minutes?

You keep interrupting me, and all the details are very important.

Just get to the point! Tell me who the killer is.