- [Matteo] Welcome!

Isabel, your sister's here!

- [Isabel] You made it.

- [Sylvia] Of course I did.

This place is incredible.

- [Isabel] It's been in Matteo's family nearly 200 years.

- I'm glad you came.

Isabella did not think you would.

- Mama.

- [Sylvia] Couldn't miss my niece's wedding.

- [Antonella] Where's the groom?

He should be here by now.

- Wait, please.

- Alice, wait!

- Something's happened, hasn't it?

- Giovanni Riva, Capitano di Carabinieri.

Are you English?

- Yes.

Are you Rafaella?

- What do you need?

- An electronic tag for a mobile phone.

(phone beeping) (soft ominous music) - [Isabel] I think that policeman, il capitano, likes you.

- I was born here, I went to school here.

When I came back from the medical school, I got my first job here.

- So you came here for a wedding, you went for a run, and you'd seen an old ruin and you decided to buy it.

- [Sylvia] Pretty much.

- [Matteo] I didn't know she had friends in Italy.

- She has friends all over the world, and enemies too, probably.

Bound to in her line of work.

(man grunts) - Trade negotiations?

- Sylvia's a spy.

Studied Arabic at Cambridge, conspicuously dull diplomatic career, endless postings abroad.

What else could she be?

You need a coffee.

And a shower?.

- Goodbye, Signora Fox, or should I say Signora Volpe?

(gentle music) (birds chirping) - Sounds better in Italian.

- Everything sounds better in Italian.

(soft orchestral music) (light orchestral music) (keys clinking) (lock clattering) (light orchestral music continues) (crowd chatters indistinctly) - Hi.

- Good morning.

- Good morning.

Please, could I have some celery?

- [Vendor] Two euros, please.

Thank you very much.

(light orchestral music continues) - Buongiorno, Catalina.

- Ciao, Sylvia.

(light orchestral music continues) - Hello, Isabel.

- [Isabel] Welcome home.

(waiter speaking Italian) - Ah, grazie.

Grazie.

- Alla nostra.

- Alla nostra.

- You do realize you've been in Panicale almost a whole year.

- You sound surprised.

- Yeah, well, when you disappeared last month, I wondered if we'd ever see you again.

- Why on earth would you think that?

- You've never exactly stayed anywhere very long, have you?

- I told you, it was just a bit of freelance work.

Turns out there are bills to pay even in paradise.

(doors clatters) (church bell tolling) (crowd chattering indistinctly) (soft piano music) (woman softly sobbing) - Grazie.

(soft piano music continues) (crowd chatters indistinctly) (Signor Bracchi speaking Italian) (Franco Gori speaking Italian) (soft piano music continues) (crowd chatters indistinctly) - Signora Gori, (speaking Italian) (Romana Gori speaking Italian) (guest speaks Italian) (Signor Gori speaking Italian) (people gasp) - Vittoria!

(soft ominous music) (Raimondo speaking Italian) (Vittoria exclaims) (Vittoria whimpers) (crowd whispers indistinctly) (Raimondo speaking Italian) (soft ominous music continues) (crowd whispers indistinctly) (ominous music rising) (gentle music) (gentle music continues) (light dramatic music) (light dramatic music continues) (soft haunting music) (crowd whispering indistinctly) - Scuza.

(soft dramatic music) - Antonella.

- Sylvia, you're home.

- Mm.

- Bad girl.

Why haven't you come to see me?

- I only got back yesterday.

- Don't ask her where she's been 'cause she won't tell you.

- A trade negotiation in Germany, all very boring.

Then I come back to Panicale and a fight breaks out.

- Poor Vittoria, grief has made her crazy.

Her husband killed himself.

- Oh no.

- I'm so sorry.

Who was the man she slapped?

- Gori, it looked like Franco Gori, was it?

- Yes.

- He's the principal of the high school here.

He does a lot of charity work.

- He and his wife set up a group for a (speaking Italian) - Mm, gambling addicts.

- Sì, Vittoria's husband had a problem, big debts.

Franco Gori tried to help him, but... - How tragic.

- I must go to the cemetery now.

I'm cooking dinner for Isabel and Matteo tonight.

Why don't you come?

- I'd love to, but I already have plans.

- Ciao.

- Ciao.

(soft music) Plans, eh?

- Yes.

(gentle music) Giovanni.

- Hello, stranger.

Missed you.

- I've missed you too.

Where are we going?

- Nowhere.

I'm going to cook for you to welcome you home.

(Sylvia gasps) Do you mind?

- Mind?

I'm delighted.

(phone ringing) That's you.

- I'm not going to answer.

- Yes, you are.

(Riva groans) - Sì?

(person on phone indistinct) Sì.

(person on phone indistinct) (Riva speaking Italian) (groans) I'm sorry.

(gentle music) (phone ringing) - You better go.

- Damn.

I'll call you.

(phone ringing continues) Sì?

(car rustling) (soft ominous music) (crowd chatters indistinctly) (Riva sighs) - Capitano?

- Barzini.

Doctore.

(Barzini speaking Italian) (Matteo speaking Italian) (Barzini speaking Italian) (Riva speaking Italian) (Barzini speaking Italian) (soft music) (crowd chatters indistinctly) (Riva speaking Italian) (priest speaking Italian) (Riva speaking Italian) - No.

(priest speaking Italian) (Riva speaking Italian) (Mara Silvestre speaking Italian) - Franco.

Franco!

Franco.

(Mara speaking Italian) (Romana speaking Italian) (Barzini speaking Italian) - (speaking Italian) Franco, Franco, Franco!

(Riva speaking Italian) (Romana softly sobbing) (church bell tolling) (soft music) (birds chirping) (doorbell rings) (door clattering) (Riva speaking Italian) (soft music) (Riva speaking Italian) (Vittoria speaking Italian) (Riva speaking Italian) (Riva's words muffling) (door clicks) (Vittoria's words muffling) (Barzini speaking Italian) (Riva speaks Italian) (soft ominous music) (soft ominous music rising) - Sylvia?

- Hello, Antonella, Isabel's just been telling me the ghastly news about what's happened at Cibo Per Tutti.

- They've arrested Vittoria.

- Well, they probably just want to talk to her because of what happened at the church.

- They took her away in handcuff.

- Yeah, but they don't think she's capable of murder or anything.

- Of course not.

I know Vittoria, she won't help herself.

We have to do something.

It was your friend who came for her.

(soft suspenseful music) (soft dramatic music) (door knocking) (Riva speaks Italian) (Sylvia speaks Italian) - Sylvia.

(Sylvia speaks Italian) (Barzini speaks Italian) - Uh, this is, um, Brigadiere Roberta Barzini, Hamdani's replacement.

- Ah, Sylvia Fox, hello.

- Ah, pleased to meet you, Signora.

(Riva speaking Italian) - You didn't tell me Hamdani had left.

- I had other things on my mind yesterday.

- What's Barzini like?

- She likes to do things her own way, like you.

(chuckles) Sorry about last night.

- No, not your fault.

I heard you've already arrested someone.

- Is that the only reason you're here?

- Of course not.

I was wondering if you might be free for lunch.

- Uh... I have to work.

- You were telling me about the arrest.

- No, I wasn't.

- [Sylvia] You're going to though.

- Well, uh, we, we found, um, a manic hi no in Vittoria Masone's house.

- So?

She's a seamstress.

She makes robes for priests.

- It was stabbed through the heart and Gori's name was written across it.

- Oh.

Well, if I was planning to murder someone, I wouldn't practice at home and leave evidence around for everyone to see.

- If you're planning a murder, Signora Volpe, none of us will stand the chance.

- Thank you, I think.

Have you found the weapon?

- A knife from the kitchen at Cibo Per Tutti, wiped clean afterwards.

- Alibi?

- Signora Masone says she was in the church in Panicale but she doesn't know when she arrived or left.

- So is there any actual evidence against her?

- No, but she refused to answer questions.

- Well, that's not a good-enough reason to keep her locked up.

- I know that.

We'll release her, but she'll stay under investigation.

- [Sylvia] When will you let her go?

- In the next hour.

- And how is she getting back to Panicale?

(light music) (crowd chatters indistinctly) (soft suspenseful music) Capitano Riva is a good man.

Don't be afraid to talk to him.

- I'm not afraid, but why should I help him find who killed Franco Gori?

I'm glad il bastardo is dead.

- Will you tell me why?

- No.

- You shouldn't be alone when you get home.

Is there anyone I can call for you?

- No.

- Antonella said you have a brother.

- (sighs) Raimondo?

No, thanks.

(crowd chatters indistinctly) (keys clinking) We have a family business in Perugia and Raimondo is the boss now.

A small part of it belongs to me and I wanted to sell it, to help my husband.

But Raimondo said no.

- I'm sorry, that must have been very hard for you.

(Vittoria sniffles) - It's my fault that Luigi started gambling.

- How can that be?

- I was going to stop working for Raimondo.

I wanted to do beautiful dresses for... La sposa.

- The bride?

You wanted to make wedding dresses?

- Sì, but we needed money to begin.

And then Luigi lost his job and Raimondo gave him work, but he paid him almost nothing.

We had to spend our savings just to leave.

- And that's why he started gambling.

- And he couldn't stop, he couldn't stop.

(Vittoria sobbing) (soft music) (soft music) (Antonella speaking Italian) (Vittoria's shoes softly clattering) (door clatters) You did the right thing to bring her here.

- I couldn't think what else to do.

Vittoria was talking about her husband and she got upset, said it was her fault he started gambling.

- That's not true.

Vittoria is very religious.

She feels guilty about everything.

- Not about Gori's death, apparently.

She's delighted about that and making no attempt to hide it.

- Everyone will think she killed him.

Even if the police don't charge her, her life will be impossible.

- I'm sure the carabinieri will find the killer soon.

- You have to help them.

- Antonella, it's not my job.

- You helped Carlo Sabatini.

And that boy from Russia.

You can't help my friend?

- Did Franco Gori have any enemies?

- No.

- What about his wife?

The spouse is usually the first suspect.

- Romana Gori is a good woman, she's a mouse.

- So where should I start looking?

Is there somebody who might know why Vittoria blamed Gori?

Other friends, family?

- Just her brother, but you won't get anything out of him.

(soft dramatic music) (soft music) (birds chirping) (soft dramatic music) (bell chiming) (soft ominous music) (Sylvia's shoes softly clatter) (door creaks) (Raimondo speaking Italian) - Signor Ballottelli?

- Yes?

- My name's Clare Gennari.

I work for Vita Mutuale, the insurance company.

- I am not interested.

- Oh, don't worry, I'm not here to sell you a policy.

I'm investigating the death of Signor Luigi Masone.

- He killed himself.

- Yes, but in certain circumstances, the company can still make a payment to the bereaved.

- Really?

- How well did you know your late brother-in-law?

- We were not close.

- But he worked for you, didn't he?

- Yes, for a short time.

- Were you aware that Signor Masone had a gambling problem?

- I was aware he spent money he did not have.

- Did you ever lend him money?

- No.

- Did he ask?

- Once, never again.

- Was he seeking help for his addiction?

- (chuckling) "Addiction."

Signora, I do not want to seem unchristian, but this was entirely Luigi's fault, no one else's.

He was a weak man.

He did not trust in God.

- It's helpful to have your perspective.

This must be very hard for your family.

How's your sister?

- Not good.

At the funeral, no decorum, no self-control.

- Well, funerals are never easy.

- Well, this one should never have taken place at all.

- Why is that?

- The true church does not grant sacred rites to people who take their own lives.

- Thank you for your time, Signor Ballotelli.

(soft ominous music) (bell on door chiming) (birds chirping) (soft ominous music) (soft music rises) (soft uplifting music) (soft uplifting music continues) (bicycle bell chimes) (soft uplifting music continues) Rafaella.

Please.

Mm, this is so good.

And I love your new place.

- Thank you.

What's wrong?

- There's something not right about Raimondo Ballotelli.

- Do you want me to see what I can find out about him?

- Why not?

He may not be a killer, but he's a nasty piece of work.

- Leave it with me.

(gentle music) - Hello, Father.

I'm Sylvia Fox, I'm Dr.

Matteo's sister-in-law.

- I know who you are, signora.

I'm pleased to meet you.

- Have you got a moment?

- Yes.

(birds chirping) - Antonella Vitale is very worried about Vittoria.

- Ah, I've told the caribineri that she was still praying in the church at six that night when I left to go to Tavernelle.

It's not possible she had time to kill Signor Gori.

- And did the police accept that?

- Of course, but people talk, you know?

(breathing heavily) This hill.

(keys clinking) (doors clattering) - Grazie.

(soft ominous music) - You like it?

- It's astonishing.

- Perugino painted it over 500 years ago.

It's "The Martyrdom of St.

Sebastian."

(soft haunting music) (soft haunting music continues) (clears throat) Allora?

Has Antonella asked you to find Franco Gori's killer?

As I said, signora, I know who you are.

You made a little name for yourself in Panicale.

- Do you disapprove?

- How can it be bad to seek the truth?

- The trouble is, I don't know where to start looking.

- And you hoped I would give you a sign, perhaps from something I heard in confession?

- That's not gonna happen, is it?

(chuckles) - (chuckles) No one has confessed to me that they are a murderer, signora.

I think I am permitted to tell you that much.

- What would you say if they did?

- I would tell them to go to the carabinieri.

- And if they refused?

- I would have to keep their secret.

- Thank you for talking to me.

- My pleasure, as well as my duty.

- Your duty?

- You live in my parish.

It doesn't matter if you don't come to my church.

Though, you are welcome there, of course.

- Vittoria's brother told me that people who kill themselves aren't supposed to have a church funeral, is that true?

- It was, many years ago.

Though even then, the priest would often find a way.

But the rules are kinder now.

- But Raimondo Ballotelli doesn't like the change.

- It's one reason he has never succeeded in becoming a priest.

- What are the others?

- Did you know the early church fathers judged excessive curiosity to be a bias?

- Oh dear.

(doors clatter) (deacon speaking Italian) - I'm afraid I have to go, signora.

(Padre Giuliano speaks Italian) (keys clinking) - Hello, I'm Sylvia Fox.

- Gabriel Amadou.

- You're also a priest.

- A deacon, I'll become a priest next year.

- Will you stay in Panicale after that?

- I'll go wherever God calls me, signora.

(deacon's shoes clattering) (keys clinking) (soft haunting music) Prego.

- Grazie.

(gentle music) (shoes in gravel crunching) (birds chirping) Oh, I was hoping for a coffee.

It looks like I'm too late.

- Yeah, I'm just off to do my shift at the mensa sociale.

Um, I'll see you later.

- Sure, or I could come with you, lend a hand, with the washing-up.

- Okay.

- Is your friend who found the body gonna be there?

- Yeah, she is, which is lucky, isn't it?

Because, uh, that's the reason you're coming.

Hop in.

(bright music) (classical guitar music) (plates clacking) Buongiorno.

- Buongiorno.

- This is my sister, Sylvia.

She's come to help.

Don't let her cook.

(Allegra speaking Italian) - Hi Sylvia, I'm Mara.

We met at Isabel's house before.

- Hello again.

Mm, that smells delicious.

- Ogbono soup?

- My grandmother's special dish, you know it?

- One of my favorites.

But I've never seen it made with pork before.

- We're in Umbria, signora.

- Pronto.

- Scusi, signora.

- Oh, Sylvia, can you empty the dishwasher and take things through?

- Uh, Mara?

- Yes.

- [Isabel] Would you mind showing her where everything goes?

- Okay.

(classical accordion music) (dishware clattering) - I think it's amazing you're back in action here, so soon after Signor Gori's death.

- Well, people don't stop being hungry because somebody dies.

- I meant you, personally.

Finding the body must have been an awful experience.

- Yes.

I'll get the bread out.

(soft ominous music) (light guitar music) (crowd chatters indistinctly) - I haven't worked this hard in years.

I'm surprised to see Antonella here.

- Why?

This is a mensa sociale, not a soup kitchen.

Some people eat for free, but most people pay.

(light accordion music) (crowd chatters indistinctly) (Allegra speaking Italian) (Sylvia speaking Italian) - Grazie.

- Grazie.

(Sylvia speaking Italian) - Grazie.

- Thank you.

- Grazie.

(crowd chatters indistinctly) (soft ominous music) (Riva speaking Italian) (soft ominous music) (crowd chatters indistinctly) (Riva speaking indistinctly) (soft ominous music) (crowd chatters indistinctly) - Signora Mara.

(speaking Italian) (Mara speaking Italian) (Riva speaking Italian) (crowd chatters indistinctly) (soft ominous music) - Giovanni, what's going on?

- I'll tell you later.

(soft ominous music) (crowd chatters indistinctly) - [Isabel] What happened?

- Riva and his new brigadiere have taken Mara away.

He didn't say why.

- Well, they can't imagine she had anything to do with Franco Gori's murder, can they?

- What else could it be?

(phone ringing and vibrating) (Allegra speaking Italian) I'm sorry, I have to go.

I forgot Luca was home early today, I'm sorry.

- Luca's her husband, he's a pig.

(soft suspenseful music) (crowd chatters indistinctly) Why do you think the police came for Mara?

- They might want to go through her statement again.

- Yeah, but couldn't they just call her and ask her to come into the station?

- Tell me about Mara.

- Um, she's a single mother.

She opened a little bakery a few years ago when her daughter started at secondary school.

Oh, now that's a surprise.

- [Sylvia] What?

- Romana Gori's salon, it's open.

- Well, maybe her staff are carrying on without her.

- No, no, I think she runs it on her own.

- Don't wait for me.

- Why do you always look for trouble?

- No, no, (speaking Italian) Sì, sì, ciao, ciao.

Buongiorno, signora.

- Hello, I don't have an appointment, but, uh, is there any chance of a wash and blow dry?

- Sure, please.

And your jacket.

- Grazie.

- Grazie.

I was very sorry to hear about your husband.

- Thank you.

You knew Franco?

- No, but everyone says he was a wonderful man.

- He was a saint.

- I haven't lived here for very long, but my sister has.

She's married to Dr.

Matteo.

- Oh, I know her.

- We were just helping out at Cibo Per Tutti.

It's a tribute to Signor Gori that all the volunteers turned up today.

- It's better to carry on, if you can.

- Like you're doing?

- What else should I do?

Sit upstairs and weep?

- You live over the salon?

- It's a small apartment, but it's big enough for us.

- I'm sorry.

(faucet running) Who could possibly want to kill a man who did so much good?

- Is the water okay?

- Mm-hm.

- Did he have any problems before?

Threats of any kind?

- Never, everyone loved Franco.

- Except Vittoria Masone.

- You have heard about that too?

She was not herself at the funeral.

- But she must have had some reason.

(Romana sighs) (faucet turns off) (gasps) What are you doing?

- Get out.

- I'm sorry, I... I know you're upset.

Maybe I shouldn't have come, but you were open.

(Romana speaks Italian) You have come here to spy on me!

- That's not true.

Please, you can't send me away looking like this.

(Romana scoffs) (light music) (car horn honking) Matteo.

- Sylvia, get it.

(light music continues) What happened?

- I'll tell you on the way.

(light music continues) (birds chirping) Thanks for the lift, Matteo.

I suppose it's no use asking you not to tell Isabel about this.

- No, no, no use at all.

(laughs) - Do you think Franco Gori's killer was some random crazy person?

- Sylvia, you don't have to find the killer just because my mama asks you to.

Leave your friend to do his job.

- See you soon, thanks again.

- [Matteo] Ciao.

(light music) - Hello.

Am I gonna get my supper cooked for me tonight?

- This is not a social call.

- What's wrong?

- Romana Gori's accused us of sending an undercover officer to spy on her.

- Oh, that's absurd.

I needed a blow dry and I was just curious.

- Oh, come on, Sylvia, you think I'm a fool?

- No, of course not.

- Barzini managed to calm her down and no further action will be taken this time.

But it has to stop.

- Okay.

Sorry.

How about a glass of wine?

- No, thank you, I have to go.

Bye.

- Was Vittoria's husband's death definitely Suicide?

- Yes, there's no doubt.

- One more question.

(Riva groans) Does Romana Gori have an alibi?

- No alibi, but no evidence that she killed her husband or wanted him dead.

Goodnight.

(soft ominous music) (soft dramatic music) (soft suspenseful music) (doors clatter) (soft suspenseful music continues) (keys clinking) (soft suspenseful music continues) (car door clatters) (Sylvia's car starting) (gear cranks) (car rustling) (soft ominous music) (soft ominous music) (traffic rustling) (ominous music rising) (car humming) (soft ominous music) (soft ominous music) (birds chirping) (soft ominous music) (door clatters) (keyboard clacking) (shoes softly clattering) (soft ominous music) (door clatters) (Riva speaking Italian) (Mara speaking Italian) - Mm-hm.

(Mara speaking Italian) (chair dragging) (Barzini speaking Italian) (Mara speaking Italian) (Riva speaking Italian) (Mara speaking Italian) (Barzini speaking Italian) (soft music) (Mara speaking Italian) (Riva speaking Italian) (soft music continues) - Gabriel.

Gabriel Amadou.

(Mara speaking Italian) (soft ominous music) (distant car engine starting) (birds chirping) (car rustling) (paper bag crinkling) (birds chirping) (light suspenseful music) (keys clinking) (bag shuffling) (light suspenseful music) (birds chirping) (soft ominous music) (door bell buzzing) (light suspenseful music) (birds chirping) (soft ominous music) (car rustling) (soft ominous music) (soft suspenseful music) (birds chirping) (soft dramatic music) (ominous music) (soft suspenseful music) (cicadas buzzing) (soft dramatic music rising) (soft suspenseful music) (soft dramatic music rising) (soft suspenseful music) (door knocking) (door clattering) (Riva speaking Italian) (Padre Giuliano speaking Italian) (Riva speaking Italian) (Padre Giuliano speaking Italian) (moped rustling) (soft ominous music) - [Barzini] Signor Amadou.

(tires screech) (Barzini speaking Italian) - Gabriel!

(speaks Italian) (police car doors clatter) (Barzini speaking Italian) (siren wailing) (tires screech) (dispatch speaking Italian) (Barzini speaking Italian) (dispatch speaking Italian) (Barzini speaking Italian) (siren wailing) (intense music) (police car accelerating) (moped rustling) (tires screech) (siren wailing) (ominous music) (moped whizzing) (siren wailing) (Barzini speaking Italian) (siren wailing) (ominous music) (man with flowers exclaims) (Barzini speaking Italian) (moped whizzing) (soft dramatic music) (moped whizzing fading) (Riva speaking Italian) (car door thuds) (birds chirping) (lock pick clicking) (handle clatters) (soft ominous music) (door clicks) (soft ominous music continues) (antique clock ticking) (soft ominous music continues) (clock ticking continues) (soft ominous music rises) (soft ominous music) (zipper whizzes) (zipper whizzes) (drawers clattering) (soft ominous music continues) (soft ominous music continues) (antique clock ticking) (paper crinkling) (soft ominous music fading) (clock ticking continues) (drawer clatters) (soft ominous music) (books clattering) (second drawer clatters) (metal item clatters) (soft ominous music continues) (coins clanking) (button clicks) (soft ominous music) (soft ominous music continues) (soft ominous music continues) (soft suspenseful music) (distant birds chirping) (ominous music strikes) (soft suspenseful music) (phone camera clicking) (soft suspenseful music continues) (phone camera clicking) (soft suspenseful music continues) (door clatters) (ominous music) - Hello.

(woman speaking Italian) - I'm a friend of Romana's, she's just popped out.

Are you the housekeeper?

(woman speaking Italian) - Would you like me to call her?

- No, (speaking Italian) (soft ominous music) (vase shatters) (woman speaking Italian) (Sylvia grunts) (woman exclaims) (ominous music) (woman speaks Italian) (ominous music) (intense music) (Sylvia breathing heavily) (engine starting) (car rustling) (tires screech) Prego!

(grunts) (Sylvia panting) (soft dramatic music) (tea rustling) (cicadas buzzing) (soft ominous music) (ominous piano music) (soft dramatic music) (crowd chatters indistinctly) (soft dramatic music continues) (Mara sniffles) - Isabel thought I might find you here.

Shouldn't you be taking it easy?

- Well, I need to be busy.

- What did the police want?

- They charged me with fraud.

You know that I'm the treasurer of Cibo Per Tutti?

- Mm-hm.

- I borrowed money from the account.

- Was Franco Gori blackmailing you?

You took the money so you could pay him?

- I was desperate.

Because of the murder, the police looked at a charity's account before I could pay it back.

- I'm so sorry.

- Now everyone will find out why I did it.

- Not if you plead guilty and there's no trial.

You'll get through this, Mara, however bad it is.

- But it's not about me.

- It's about Rosa, my daughter.

- You don't have to tell me.

- Rosa is 17, a good student.

Last year, she got pregnant.

She'd already broken up with a boy before she found out.

I couldn't let her ruin her life.

- And Gori used it against you?

- She talked to a counselor at school.

Gori found out somehow.

He told me as a good Catholic, he couldn't write Rosa a recommendation for university unless I made amends by giving money to a special charity.

- What?

Ruthless bastard!

- Yes, he was a devil.

But I didn't kill him.

- I believe you.

But, Mara, you have to tell Capitano Riva about the blackmail.

Not the reason, just that it was happening.

- He'll think I did it after all.

- Did you give them an alibi?

- Padre Giuliano and I arrived together that night.

He saw me drive up and get out of my car.

- So you're in the clear.

Please talk to Capitano Riva.

- But I've said too much to him already.

Maybe I got somebody into trouble.

- What do you mean?

(soft dramatic music) (moped rustling muffling) (moped rustling) (soft dramatic music continues) - Mara Silvestre called me.

- Did she?

- Oh, don't act so surprised.

But if we had known that Gori was a blackmailer, we would have approached Amadou more carefully.

- Well, we don't know for certain that Gori was targeting Gabriel, let alone that Gabriel killed him.

- Then why did he run away?

- Because he realized that Mara must have told you about his confrontation with Gori, he panicked- - And made himself look even more guilty.

- Yes.

Or maybe he is the killer.

Who knows how many people Gori was blackmailing?

Any one of them could have done it.

- Well, that's not very helpful.

- What you need is a list of Gori's victims.

(birds chirping) - Do you have this list?

- I'm not interfering, remember?

(soft music) (soft suspenseful music) Grazie.

- It's good of you to come.

- Matteo said it was important.

- Please.

(soft music) (doorbell buzzing) (soft ominous music) (Romana exhales) (Roman speaking Italian) (Barzini speaking Italian) (soft dramatic music) (door buzzes) (receiver clicks) (soft suspenseful music) (antique clock ticking) (Romana exhales) - They say you are good at finding people.

- Sometimes.

- Please find Gabriel.

- I'm sure the carabinieri are doing everything they can.

- It's important I talk to him before they do.

- He must have had a reason for running away.

Are you sure you want him found?

- Whatever Gabriel might have done, it's better that he come back and face up to the consequences.

Please, before he does anything foolish.

He won't hurt you, I'm sure of that.

- Do you have any idea where he might have gone?

(soft ominous music) (officer speaking Italian) (Barzini speaking Italian) (drawer clatters) (second drawer clatters) (soft ominous music continues) Hm.

(drawer clatters) (soft ominous music continues) (drawer clattering) (Romana speaking Italian) (soft music) (officer speaking Italian) (Romana speaking Italian) (officer speaking Italian) (soft dramatic music) (moped rustling) (officer speaking Italian) (soft suspenseful music) (book thuds) (Romana speaking Italian) (Barzini speaking Italian) (Romana speaking Italian) (Barzini speaking Italian) (Riva speaking Italian) (Romana speaking Italian) - Oh, mamma mia.

- No, signora.

(soft ominous music) (cicadas buzzing) (soft ominous music continues) (phone camera clicks) (soft ominous music continues) (phone camera clicks) - Mara's just been to see me.

How did you find out?

Or can't you tell me?

- Everyone except Vittoria was so sure Franco Gori was a saint.

That always makes me suspicious.

- Huh, do you know how many people he was blackmailing?

- A lot.

- So that makes all of them suspects.

- All of them would've had a motive, certainly.

- Look, I know the carabinieri have to carry on looking for the killer, but you don't have to.

- Why?

Do you know who it is?

- Me?

No.

And if I did, I'd keep it to myself.

Panicale will be a better place without Gori.

- I agree.

- But you're not gonna let it go, are you?

- No, I can't.

I have to know the truth.

(soft music) Hi, Giovanni.

- [Riva] Where are you?

- Actually, I'm in Perugia now, doing some shopping.

- [Riva] Oh really?

Oh, uh, should I come and find you?

- No, I'll come to you, give me an hour.

- [Riva] Okay, outside the station.

- Okay, bye.

- Okay, ciao.

- Hi, I've just made some fantastic peach gelato.

You have to try it.

- Definitely, I'd love to.

But first, I'd like to place a special order.

- Shall we have a chat in the office?

- I think so.

(soft ominous music) (soft suspenseful music) (door creaking) (soft suspenseful music continues) (keypad beeping) (ominous music) (soft intense music) - So, what do you need?

- Nothing fancy, just a drone.

(monitor chirping) - Um, military grade?

- If you have one.

(zipper whizzing) (monitor buzzing) Hmm.

Nice.

(light suspenseful music) I thought you might need one of these.

- Oh, grazie.

(Sylvia giggles) Hm.

Please.

(birds chirping) - How's your day so far?

- (groans) Romana Gori claims to know nothing about the blackmail.

She says her husband managed their money.

She's lying, but I can't prove it.

- Found anything unusual in their finances?

- No, just his salary and the small income from her salon.

And I asked Signora Gori how they managed to afford such a magnificent villa, and she says that- - She didn't know because her husband managed their money.

Have you spoken to the people listed in the ledger?

- What ledger?

(chuckles) No one is willing to talk.

We tell them they don't need to explain why they were being blackmailed, but it makes no difference.

- That's exactly why Gori was able to succeed.

Is Gabriel Amadou's name there?

- You know it isn't.

But it could be Gori had just tried it on with him.

- Have you any idea where he might have gone?

- Leave him to us, Sylvia.

He might be dangerous.

(distant bell tolling) - I need to get going.

(light suspenseful music) - More shopping?

- You know me so well.

- Mm.

(light suspenseful music continues) (birds chirping) (cicadas buzzing) (light suspenseful music continues) (soft ominous music) (soft ominous music continues) (birds chirping continues) (trunk door clatters) (soft ominous music continues) (birds chirping continues) (soft ominous music continues) (birds chirping continues) (drone beeps) (drone whizzing) (soft dramatic music) (drone whizzing) (soft dramatic music rises) (soft suspenseful music) (drone whizzing) (ominous music) (drone beeps) (drone humming) (ominous music) (drone whizzing) (ominous music rising) - Gotcha.

(birds chirping) (cicadas buzzing) (birds chirping muffling) (cicadas buzzing muffling) (keys clinking) Gabriel?

Gabriel?

Gabriel, it's okay.

Padre Giuliano sent me.

(shoes shuffle) (soft ominous music) (cicadas buzzing) (soft ominous music continues) (soft ominous music) (cicadas buzzing) (soft ominous music) Gabriel, please come out and talk to me.

You can't run forever.

(intense music) Gabriel, wait!

(Gabriel panting) Gabriel!

(intense music) Stop!

(Gabriel panting) (ominous music) (Gabriel grunts) Did you kill Franco Gori?

- No.

- So why did you run from the police?

- I'll tell you, but will you get off my legs please?

(both breathing heavily) I thought they came to arrest me for the murder.

- But if you didn't do it... - I panicked.

- Because of the fight you had with Gori the night before he died?

- There... There's a woman, we're... Close.

- And Gori tried to blackmail you.

- He threatened to get me thrown out of the church if I didn't pay up.

I told him to go to hell.

But I didn't send him there.

(birds chirping) (cicadas buzzing) - Do you have an alibi?

- I was with her, my friend.

- Well then.

- She's married.

- Ah.

- You see my problem?

And her husband is not a nice man.

- Is it Allegra?

The woman who helps at Cibo Per Tutti?

- Yes.

- The police know Gori was a blackmailer.

If your relationship has no bearing on the case, then I'm sure there'll be discreet.

- We're talking about Panicale, signora.

Word gets around.

I don't know why we've kept it secret so long.

- Does Padre Giuliano know?

- I think he suspects.

I don't know what to do.

- You can start by coming back to Panicale, with me.

(birds chirping) (cicadas buzzing) Does Allegra know you're here?

- No, I thought it would be safer for her if I just disappeared.

Why did you come looking for me?

- I told you, Padre Giuliano asked me to.

He's worried about you.

And I thought that even if you were innocent, you might know something about the murder.

Something important.

(soft music) There is something, isn't there?

- Padre Giuliano told the police that Vittoria Masone couldn't have murdered Gori because he left her in the church in Panicale at six o'clock.

- Yes.

- I saw him in Tavernelle at least 10 minutes before six.

So Vittoria would have had the time to get there and kill Gori.

- You're sure sure about this?

- Yes, I was going to meet Allegra.

We always watch the time because of her husband.

Maybe the old man made a mistake.

- Do you think he could have lied?

To protect Vittoria.

- If he did, I don't blame him.

Vittoria is a good woman.

Do you want her to go to prison for killing that monster?

(soft dramatic music) (birds chirping) (door knocking) (door clattering) (Gabriel speaking Italian) (Padre Giuliano speaking Italian) (birds chirping) (door clatters) (shoes softly clattering) (soft music) - [Allegra] Gabriel.

- Allegra has told me everything.

(soft music) (gentle piano music) (Gabriel speaking Italian) (gentle piano music continues) (Padre Giuliano chuckles) (gentle piano music rises) (birds chirping) (shoes clattering) (soft ominous music) (soft chilling music) (Sylvia's shoes clatter) (Sylvia's shoes clattering) (Vittoria praying in Italian) - Franco Gori was blackmailing your husband, wasn't he?

- No.

He gave him a loan to pay off Luigi's debts.

But Luigi used it to bet again.

So Gori gave him another loan, and another.

- How much interest did he charge?

- 50%.

Gori said we must sell our house.

The day before the funeral, he came to me and said that I still have to pay even though Luigi was dead.

- Did you tell anyone Gori was a lone shark?

- Who would believe me?

We have to pay in cash.

Nothing was written down.

I debt of honor, he called it.

- "Honor."

- I was going to kill him.

I planned it all.

- You really meant to do it?

- Yes.

But while I was here praying for courage, somebody got there before me.

- Did you tell anyone what you were going to do?

- No.

I have to go now, I'm late with this week's work for Raimondo.

- Well, surely he won't mind.

- (sighs) I don't do the work, I don't get paid.

(Vittoria sighs) (Vittoria's shoes clattering) (Vittoria's shoes clattering) (soft music) (doors softly clattering) (gentle music) (birds chirping) (soft dramatic music) - Rafaella, did you manage to find out anything about Raimondo Ballotelli?

- [Rafaella] I certainly have.

- Okay, go on.

- [Rafaella] His accounts make interesting reading.

I'll send you the details.

- Thanks, Rafaella.

One more thing, can you look into Gori's finances?

There's something I can't figure out.

(bell chimes) (Raimondo speaking Italian) (customer speaking Italian) (Raimondo speaking Italian) (bell on door chiming) Not more questions, signora.

- No.

I'm afraid I wasn't entirely honest with you last time we met.

I don't work for an insurance company.

- Get out of my shop before I call the carabinieri.

- I wouldn't do that.

And don't worry, I have good news.

An audit of your company's accounts shows that you made a good profit last year.

- An audit?

Who by?

- That's not important.

The thing is, the business is doing better than you probably realize.

- I pay my taxes.

- So I've been told.

But the dividends you pay your sister, Vittoria, are lower than they should have been.

Much lower.

- A business like this is, uh, very complicated.

You- you wouldn't understand.

- Then perhaps I should get the financial police to explain it to me.

Or you could just pay your sister, Vittoria, what you owe her for... Should we say the last 10 years?

- What- (gasps) What right do you have?

- None at all.

But do you really think that your customers will carry on coming here when they know that you're a cheat?

Ciao, Signor Ballotelli.

Make sure Vittoria has the money by the end of the week.

- This is blackmail!

- I suppose it is.

(bell on door chiming) (door clatters) - Hm.

(phone vibrating) (bag unzips) (phone vibrating) - Good timing, Rafaella.

- So, Franco Gori was born in Milan.

He has a sister there, no other living relatives.

And Romana Gori was born Romana Dati in 1983 in Santa Marinella.

No siblings and no record of her father, but her mother, Celestina Dati, she lives in Santa Marinella and she owns a bar on the Via Longhena.

(monitor chirping) It must be quite a place.

It turned over half a million euros last year.

- Thanks, Rafaella.

Looks like I'm off to the seaside.

(soft ominous music) (seagull cawing) (soft ominous music continues) (soft ominous music continues) (birds chirping) (soft ominous music) (birds chirping) (ominous piano music) (soft ominous piano music) (Sylvia softly chuckles) (beaded curtains rustle) (man coughing) An espresso, please.

- Yeah.

(ominous music) - [Sylvia] Do you get busy here in the evenings?

- [Bartender] Yeah, sometimes.

- I know you.

Ha, you don't get away from me this time.

- Watch me.

(Sylvia grunts) (Celestina shouts indistinctly) (light suspenseful music) - Scusi mio.

(pedestrians indistinct) (light suspenseful music continues) (soft intense music) (kitchen worker speaking Italian) (soft intense music) (soft suspenseful music) (people chattering indistinctly) - Giovanni, I think I know how the Goris have been laundering their money.

Romana's mother owns a bar in Santa Marinella.

It supposedly turns over half a million euros a year, but I'm sure it's a front.

(soft ominous music) (backing-up car beeping) (crowd chatters indistinctly) (soft ominous music) - Capitano?

(Barzini speaking Italian) (Riva speaking Italian) (birds chirping) - Boo!

(Isabel gasping) - Oh, idiot.

(chuckles) (Sylvia giggles) What do you want?

- To know if Antonella will forgive me if I don't find Franco Gori's killer.

- Oh, Matteo heard the police were looking for Romana.

- They are.

- But you don't think she's guilty?

- Of murder?

No.

Romana was in the blackmailing scheme up to her neck, but why would she kill her husband?

- I don't know, falling-out amongst thieves?

You know, don't you?

And you wish you didn't.

- Feel free to say, "I told you so."

- I told you so.

Come on, come and have a drink.

In answer to your first question, I reckon Antonella would forgive you anything unless I die and you marry Matteo, and then you'll be public enemy number one.

(Sylvia chuckles) (birds chirping) - Grazie.

(speaking Italian) (soft ominous music) (ominous music rising) (gentle music) (gentle music continues) (gentle music continues) (doors clatter) (gentle music continues) (Sylvia's shoes softly clattering) (birds chirping) - There's more than one type of martyrdom, isn't there?

Who do priests confess to?

- Other priests.

- And will you receive absolution?

- No, because I don't repent.

- Vittoria told you she was planning to kill Gori.

You couldn't talk her out of it, so you did it yourself.

- Franco Gori was the only evil man I ever met.

- Did you know what he was doing before Vittoria told you?

- Some of his victims talked to me.

I told them to go to the police, but, they were too ashamed and afraid, and I cannot share the secrets of confession.

How did you know?

- A feeling, to begin with, that something wasn't right.

- But you are not governed by feelings.

- No.

Gabriel saw you in Tavernelle 10 minutes before you said you left Vittoria at the church in Panicale.

- He didn't tell me.

- He thought you lied to give Vittoria an alibi.

So did I, at first.

But then I realized you were giving yourself one too.

(Padre Giuliano chuckles) Did you do it to save Vittoria from prison or from hell?

- Does it matter?

It was one last thing I could do for a member of my flock.

- You're sick.

- I'm dying, Sylvia.

What are you going to do?

- Nothing.

Unless someone else is charged with the murder.

If that happens, then I imagine you'll tell the police the truth.

- Of course.

I should have done it already, but I was weak.

I couldn't bear the thought of prison.

- But you can bear the thought of hell for Vittoria's sake?

- I trust in God's judgment.

I was going to give Matteo a letter to be opened after my death.

But now... May I give it to you?

To pass to the capitano if someone else is accused.

Even Romana Gori.

- It's a big responsibility.

- That's something you are used to, I think.

(gentle piano music) (gentle piano music) (Padre Giuliano exhales) (gentle piano music continues) (birds chirping) (soft uplifting music) (soft uplifting music) - [Antonella] Sylvia, you came.

- Of course I did.

(Antonella chuckles) These are for you.

- Oh, thank you.

And thank you for helping Vittoria.

- Oh, I didn't do very much.

- It wasn't you who told the police that Romana Gori killed her husband?

- No.

- Is it true?

- I don't know, what do you think?

- I thought she was a mouse.

But I also thought Franco Gori was a saint.

Andiamo.

(dishes clattering) (light guitar music) - [Sylvia] Hey.

- Hey, Sylvia, welcome.

- Hi.

- Matteo, please.

- Sì, sì.

- [Isabel] Hi, hi.

- What are we celebrating?

- Vittoria got the money for her bridal business.

- That's wonderful news.

- I will begin very small from home.

- Yeah, but soon she will have a shop in the piazza- (doorbell buzzes) And then a big one in Perugia.

- Sylvia, you must be her first customer.

- Me?

- That nice capitano of yours has waited long enough.

- Antonella, don't be ridiculous.

(all laughing) - What's funny?

- Have a drink and don't ask any questions.

- Hm.

Salute.

- [All] Salute!

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