The Trial (Il processo)

What is justice?

Try to imagine it as a mechanism made of rules and procedures

that serve to discover the truth about a crime.

Who committed it, how, when, and why.

We were not there.

Only traces remain, and often very few.

My job is to evaluate them,

bearing in mind only the facts and leaving aside everything else,

so as not to be influenced by anything other than the final objective...

the truth.

The truth is that here, today,

between 10:30 and 10:45 a.m., a crime was committed.

When I arrived, I took a statement from your teacher, Daniela,

who told me that the victim of this crime is called Giorgia.

- Which one of you is Giorgia? - I am.

Do you want to tell me what happened to you during recess?

Someone lifted my pen, the green one.

The correct word is "stolen."

Do you know who the thief is?

Are you a cop?

No, I'm a prosecutor. I work with the police.

- What does it mean? - It means I oversee their work.

Did you understand?

I supervise the investigations. Hm?

For example, Giorgia, in your case, I would send the police

to look for witnesses or clues to help me figure out who stole your pen.

And the police could come back to me,

telling me that actually, someone here could be the culprit.

What's your name?

- Matteo. - Matteo what?

Vinci.

Well, Mr. Vinci.

Why are there traces of green ink on your hand?

He has a green pen. He's always lending it to me.

Are you his lawyer?

She framed you, Camilla.

So, this is how it works.

The police will come here to search your pencil case, your backpack...

Maybe they'll find the goods, maybe not.

But in the meantime, you come with me, along with your lawyer, to my office,

and I question you. I listen to you...

I watch you. Sometimes that's all it takes,

because it's not so much about what you say,

it's how you say it.

The way you breathe, move your eyes, move your hands...

Matteo, I notice it if you tell me a lie.

Did you steal Giorgia's pen?

No. No, it wasn't me.

Yes, I stole Giorgia's pen.

I'm sorry.

Sorry, Giorgia.

Yes?

Okay, I'm coming.

THE TRIAL

But, you know, that jogging, I... I never liked it.

They say it's bad for the back.

Do you think that's true? Eh?

But you do it often, right? I can tell.

I mean, you're... you're in shape, right?

Hm?

Andreoli, where was your previous job?

In the railway police.

How did you end up in the prosecutor's office?

Uh... Well, I ended up here because...

- Okay, go on. I'll tell you, hmm? - Hmm.

So we can just get it over with...

I'm connected.

Oh. Hmm.

- De Luca. - We were waiting for you.

- The coroner? - Over there.

Who found the body?

A poacher.

How's the new guy?

Let's not go there.

- Were you jogging? - Yes.

I read that it's bad for the back.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

We're ready.

Okay, let's get her out of there.

Proceed.

She was in the water at least a day.

MARCH 5TH, 2018

Hi.

- Hi. - Hi.

I would've come earlier, but I couldn't make it. Sorry.

Oh, it doesn't matter.

I left the keys on the shelf, okay?

Hm.

So you're about to leave?

Mm. In about ten days, yes.

And... have you already found a house?

Yes. Yes, they gave me an apartment in Tribeca.

- Wow. - Hmm.

I've collected everything now.

My lawyer will call you on Monday.

I put you in second place.

Second place would have been fine for me, but there was no second place.

- There was one, and it wasn't for me. - You're right.

What is this? Is this your way of apologizing?

No.

It's my way of asking you if it's too late.

For what?

To go away with you.

So, is it too late?

What the fuck are you saying?

Are you being sincere now, hm?

Yes.

Let me go, please.

Let me go.

You're a bitch.

- I hate lawyers. - Don't tell me.

Are you sure?

Do you really want to quit your job?

Don't you believe it?

I don't know. It doesn't sound like you.

Anyway, you didn't answer me.

And you turn your back on me.

You piss me off! You make me...

- I'm serious. - Me too.

Mm!

Angelica Petroni, 17 years old.

Parents identified her yesterday.

Maurizio and Paola, they own an electronic cigarette shop in Cesole.

The mother got sick and doesn't leave the house.

We should be hearing from them very soon.

So she died on the night of the third?

Probably. The girl didn't go home the night before.

- Morning. - Hello.

- Morning. - Thanks.

We're waiting for the autopsy.

Do we know where the girl was on the night of the third?

No. We don't know anything yet.

- Here. - Thank you.

You're welcome.

But I would like someone else to take care of it.

Why?

Um... I'm taking a one-year leave of absence.

Can you say that again?

You know I can reassign you to another office?

I know.

Where am I going to find someone like you?

I'm sorry to lose you.

- And not just because I need you. - I'm sorry too.

All right.

I'll pass the investigation to the first available substitute.

But then I'll find a way to get you back after your maternity leave.

No, I'm not pregnant, it's...

- I don't want a child. - Come on, I've been there too.

Giovanni was asked to go to New York, to the Whitney Museum,

to direct a project on European modern art, and...

- and I'm going with him. - Not bad.

I just want some time for us, that's all.

What will you do in New York?

Oh, I don't know.

I'll think of something.

Deciding to go has done you good. You look different.

Thanks, Fabrizia.

Elena.

You go and talk to the parents.

I know you have other things on your mind, but I need your take on it.

All right.

- There she is. - That her?

Yes, it's her.

Madame Prosecutor.

Prosecutor Guerra, are you in charge of this case?

- Sorry. - Give us a statement?

Madame, please, a statement for the press.

Sorry, the prosecutor is not authorized

to release any kind of statement right now, okay?

So we'll let you know in due course, thanks.

In the beginning, it was a relief when they told us that the victim had a tattoo.

So it was even worse, later.

You didn't know that Angelica had a tattoo?

No.

What time did she leave on the third of March?

Around seven p.m., I think.

She was working at an event at Palazzo Te.

- What job did she do? - Hostess.

I never liked it.

She should've been concentrating on school.

But she was stubborn, she wanted to earn her own money.

Do you know if she had any problems at work or school? People she didn't like?

No.

No, I don't know, no.

She didn't talk much.

Hey. When you were 17, did you tell your parents everything?

- No, not everything. - Yeah. Tell me about it.

I don't think I even know my son.

Mr. Petroni, did Angelica have a boyfriend?

No. None.

Have you noticed any changes? Did she seem strange to you recently?

No.

What do you want?