Prosecutor, we are all in position.
Spadaro, stay low and proceed to kick off Operation "The Surrounded Father."
You don't understand this at all! I don't get it.
Why the hell didn't you tell us all these details before?
I can't believe we actually went and told them the truth.
Salvo,
can you forgive me for before?
Since all this happened,
I understand why you wouldn't invite me into your place that day.
Put it behind you. It's not very important at the moment.
But maybe one of these nights, if you're free, we can talk about it.
- Move! - Go!
Freeze! Freeze, all of you! Freeze!
Shouldn't we wait for the bomb squad to show up?
Would someone please tell me what the hell's going on now?
FRAMED!
I can't tell what it means.
Prosecutor, he's saying the hostages are sleeping with the fishes.
Valentino.
Stay strong, okay? I'll keep you updated on things.
No one knows if any of that is true.
Sure hope so.
Sorry, love, I've lied to you too many times.
I'm not sure what else to do.
My love, these gangsters will stop at nothing.
I know that already.
Just focus on what's important for now.
Can I have a word with you?
It's common
in our line of work for our hearts to be detrimental.
I'll be the first to defend you.
But I'm aware that your fiancé is the greatest threat to your successes.
And the Holy Father surely knows that as well.
I've put in a request for you to take some time for yourself.
I thought I told you.
It was impossible to see his face. He was wearing stockings over it.
But his voice, though. That voice I can never, ever forget.
He was so cruel, so ruthless.
Believe me, I was more than terrified. He had me tied up. I thought I'd die.
I do feel for your friend.
I cannot take my anger out on him.
- It can go to you. - He took my husband's pajamas.
Because of you idiots,
the Holy Father's on the loose in this town!
Prosecutor, you don't know.
What we went through, we didn't have that many alternatives.
But the alternative, uh, should've been the police!
Yeah, but, uh, now the Holy Father may very well murder us for it, so...
And you believe the death of someone like you
is something of gravity, huh?
Uh, n...
Ciao, Salvo!
You recognize me?
Mm, no.
It's Mrs. Graziella, silly!
Oh, yeah. Yeah. I'm starting to see it.
- I remember. Yes, I do. - See?
But I just didn't recognize either of you
because, uh, it's been so, so, many years of not talking to you, you know?
Can you believe I actually managed to remember?
Could you excuse me for a minute?
Just excuse me.
Now, uh, smile for the video.
That way I can post it on Facebook for people.
Forget the video.
Plus, Pinucchio, you know videos make me look awful.
My god! Why do you care in a place like this, huh?
Pinuccio, we have to leave right now.
Not interested.
This is my money, and I want it as soon as possible.
But, Mister Gambino, there are technical limits and timeframes involved
in moving such huge amounts.
Well, you're the bank director. You have to find a way to do it. Please!
I can't ask the person I owe this money to to wait any longer.
Lately, you've been withdrawing bigger and bigger amounts of money.
If you've ended up in trouble with a loan shark,
I suggest you report it to the police.
It's not that. It's none of your business.
As you just heard, Gambino evidently needed those huge sums
to pay his blackmailer due to some kind of debt.
And so? We already knew Gambino was blackmailed.
Nothing new to note.
What's new is we couldn't have known that Gambino was being blackmailed
without the testimony of Salvo and Valentino.
"So this stranger started to contact me,
blackmailing me and said if I didn't give him the money he wanted,
he'll see that the Holy Father's knows and he'll deal with me immediately!"
Because those wiretappings that I've just played for you,
none of them are fully transcribed in our files.
In fact, they are labeled incomprehensible.
How come they're incomprehensible?
- It sounds clear as day. - And that's precisely my point.
You can tell that they're incomplete,
which tells us that someone definitely didn't want us to know
about Gambino being blackmailed.
So what I hear from you...
is that the one blackmailing Gambino might've been...
A member of the police force.
One who found out through the investigation
that Gambino was stealing money from the Holy Father,
and so he needed to blackmail him.
And there's more too.
It turns out that this document was added to the investigation file
the day before the death of those two men in Gambino's apartment.
It's a full blueprint of his place.
This is the only way that someone, that the killer,
would've known a secret back room even existed.
Well, before we do anything rash, we have to be sure.
What's your position on all this?
Prosecutor, it's highly unlikely that any of my men are involved in this.
Can you swear on the character of every person who dealt with Gambino?
Prosecutor, they're all top-notch agents, and I promise you that.
Yes, okay, we know. We know.
My duty is still to investigate all hypotheticals.
Spadaro, Giacalone, and Crisafulli. Those are the ones that worked on the case.
I already checked the data on their phones,
and there's nothing suspicious at the moment.
I'm still gathering more information on them and their histories.
It's true that Giacalone is a hardened gambler who can't stop.
You know, she'd bet on anything.
Do you wanna bet me 100 bucks that those guys are good for it?
That doesn't have to mean anything. It's a game between colleagues.
But it's true that she might need money.
On the other hand, Spadaro.
Yeah, I've seen him be apathetic and cold.
- Ester! - She fell down.
We should go, Commissioner.
You can't just take care of any girl who faints when murder is mentioned.
He lives alone,
and some time ago, he was accused of asking for bribes from people.
The accusations ended up being totally false, Prosecutor.
Sure, they were.
And finally, Crisafulli.
Being a policeman was his only calling.
He's always the first to arrive on any major crime scene,
but that's about all we know about him,
because he's very distrusting and wary of everyone.
Prosecutor, I'm going to object and say these aren't sufficient grounds.
So investigate it further.
But be quick about it.
Based on what those two idiots revealed about this,
we now know our devious killer
might be on the enemies list of Padre Santissimo.
I understand, Prosecutor.
Don't mind him.
It's understandable
since it's his men on the line.
And I, for one, do hope you're correct.
It's a very dangerous game, the one you're playing.
My little Ricottina.
How come they took my lovely little Ricottina away?
What will I do now?
- Don't worry. - Come back to me, my Ricottina.
Our mama deserves way more than him, you know?
To be honest, ever since it happened,
my husband can't so much as sleep in our bed.
It's because those pajamas were a special gift from my mom.
Ciao, Salvo. I'm deeply sorry about your mother-in-law.
Great. Thank you, it's been awful.
Hey. Snap out of it.
How do I do that, Salvo? Please tell me how.
Man, no one even knows if your mother is actually dead, huh?
Till they find her body in a pit,
there's always some hope that she's still alive.
Since they don't have the body, no homicide investigation even exists yet.
- Do you get me? - Thank you, Salvo.
In fact, that's why, often, to prevent an investigation
some murderers get rid of the body by eliminating the pieces,
like burning it or chopping it up or tying it to a...
- Oh, Salvo. - What? I'm just trying to help you.
Oh, my love.
Here you are.
Hm.
Ciao.
Hey, thanks so much for picking him up from school.
It's no trouble.
The thing is today the babysitter told me her roof was leaking,
and so she had to stay home with the workers.
Ciao, my love.
Vale.
- Do you have anything new? - No, not yet. I'm very sorry.
I'm hopeful, though.
And you? How are you?
Eh.
Should I ever see those dirty criminals who took her,
I'll take them and strangle them to death with my bare hands.
Take it easy.
Vale.
There's no need to feel so guilty.
In your situation, I wouldn't have known what to do either.
And there's no way that Agata can hold this against you. I promise, Vale.
Agata is so furious with me.
And I don't blame her.
That's the second time I've deceived her.
Trust me. You'll both get past this.
And that's enough of that, okay?
I know you haven't eaten today.
Mama would be beside herself if she found out.
- I'm allergic to ricotta. - Uh, it's okay.
Hm.
There's no way I could've known a bite of donut cake would be this awful.
It's true.
You're terrible at recognizing danger.
In fact, I think it all started when you went and got seduced by Brad Pitt.
No. It's when you suddenly started
thinking of yourself as an expert in criminology.
Oh.
Plus, I thought I told you my affair was brief.
I don't suppose yours was the same.
- Brief? Brief?! - Mm-hm. Mm-hm.
A full weekend in a luxury bedroom is your idea of brief?
- It's true. - Hm.
But since you know who Gambino was already,
I'm going to tell you how chivalrous and gentle he was too.
A pleasure.
My goodness, darling, tell me. What was so important
that your man had to attend to
instead of spending the night with such a beauty?
It was to view Inspector Jackson.
To your love...
And to your beautiful majesty.
And what? What else is there? Tell me!
Your beauty shines.
No. Listen, I can't.
I'm so sorry, but we have to stop this here.
As stupid as he might be,
Salvo is the one for me.
That's terrible, but I can't argue against it.
I'll... be okay.
For now, let's play Buraco!
Yeah!
Ha! You expect me to believe this shit?
I'm discarding the Jack.
That's very good.
Look what I got!
- No! - Yay!
It's true. That's what we did all night, just played Buraco!
I can't believe you would take advantage of the gathering of Jackson's children!
Hey, I still don't believe you guys didn't do it. Huh?
It's the truth.
Megan doesn't lie to her man, and so neither do I,
even if it's inconvenient.
- Do you know a Megan? - She's the fiancée of Inspector Jackson.
I can't even think about it.
You're such hypocrites.
And you're liars too.
I don't want to defend them,
but it's just, anyone in their position would've...
We don't need any help. Thank you.
Let's go.
Please rest.
- No one is allowed to enter here. - You got it.
Staff and doctors only.
Goodnight, guys.
Let these officers take you home.
I'm being given a guard now? Really?
Perhaps the Holy Father isn't the only one who wants to silence you.
Proceed.
Ciao, Salvo.
Sure seems like we both messed up. Don't you think so?
I don't think I can forgive him for this at all.
Yeah, I know he did it under major stress.
I'm just so tired of him not trusting me.
You have to understand that.
Yeah, I do.
Ciao, Little Cheese.
Yes, I've got him here.
Well done!
I'm so impressed with you.
You managed to fool them all by yourself.
Forget about that. I did everything you asked, okay?
I don't care about you.
Ooh!
Ciao, Little Cheese.
You have to go to the police and notify them
that we're hiding out in your friend's place or else.
- But won't you be arrested? - And what's it to you?
And no one else can know about it.
Not even the other idiot, Tortellini.
Those documents you brought me
are the phone and text records of a few high ranking police agents.
See, that got me thinking.
Could it possibly be that Commissioner Scalia
doesn't trust her own officers?
And it turns out she's right,
because only a few police officers
could actually know that Gambino was fucking around with my money.
And in fact,
you'll never guess what he did.
Turns out this mysterious policeman
actually went ahead and took it upon himself
to warn us about the raid.
I'm telling you right now, Holy Father...
...you're about to lose that safe house.
As a matter of fact, that house had become too dangerous
even for me anyways.
The bastard! That old man ran away with the money.
Bring him to me and be quick about it.
So I ended up hitting two birds with one stone.
And now, you...
Since you tipped off the cops, you're even more above suspicion.
So don't say a word to anyone, not even your friend, hm?
Do some research so you can figure out which officer
your little fiancée is suspicious of.
Whatever. I'll do it!
But there's one condition. You let me talk to her at once.
Mrs. Antonietta,
come with me.
Hm.
For you.
Honey, please don't worry. I'm all right.
But please tell me that you're eating?
Yes, Mama.
I'm eating.
Oh, Mama?
I saw Ugo.
Mrs. Antonietta,
please hang up now.
Don't do this. Please believe me.
- I've never seen that before. I promise. - Take him away.
POLICE
I know this is a shock for all of you.
I'm stunned by all the evidence.
Now we have to understand why
our Crisafulli got to the point of doing this.
But at least we have a lead.
Prosecutor,
please permit me to extend an apology to Commissioner Scalia.
Her intuition was right.
But I chose to be fooled by my heart.
And it looks like we have that in common.
Please excuse me.
Should I be made aware of anything else, Commissioner Scalia?
Mm, no, nothing. Uh...
It's just that I don't fully get why Lo Russo kept me in the dark
about the search operation at Crisafulli's.
Crisafulli was one of his most skilled men.
It's difficult.
Yeah, you're right.
So many detectives we've talked to are deeply shocked
by the arrest of Crisafulli,
a police agent who was investigating the Gambino murder case
and who now turns out to be the mysterious killer himself.
I'm told that evidence is overwhelming.
Now it's up to investigators to try and unravel this thick, tangled web...
...a mystery that started a long time ago.
The Gambino case has seemed...
- Hello? - Holy Father.
So it seems that I was right about those two idiots betraying you.
Wouldn't you say?
Oh, well, surely,
because you work with the police,
you're extremely good at predicting certain things, aren't you?
Hello?
What is it? Did I make you mad?
Ah, no.
Don't let this get in the way of things. No, no.
Mm, I just needed to figure out who you're with for partnership purposes.
Plus,
you said it yourself.
As of now, we are partners, no?
So then tell me if you're no longer interested in the money I've got for you.
Ah, and by the way,
don't waste your time looking for me.
Your 48 hours are running out.
What is it?
Ah, well, this mysterious killer
is not the guy they arrested for the murder.
It's this man who actually had him arrested.
I'll be keeping up with anything that pops up.
But now, it's on to the studio.
That's it from Sergione. Thank you.
Here is the latest scoop
on the arrest of officer and alleged murderer Crisafulli.
I've found the one and only
and very close next-door neighbor of Crisafulli
claiming to have seen the two previously murdered men
hanging around here in the company of many prostitutes.
- Can you confirm? - Of course I can.
I would see them go into Crisafulli's every day,
organizing sex parties.
Oh, listening to blaring music,
doing, uh, illicit, uh, performances.
And, uh, then I would even hear gunshots
from Crisafulli's in the middle of the night.
But I was always too afraid to check it out.
How could I imagine that Mr. Crisafulli was a killer?
I swear, he was nice to me and pleasant.
But it turns out, he had real problems, huh?
Well, I'm sure with all of this,
considering the blood spilled by Crisafulli,
there was probably a blood pact.
Exactly.
Viewers, your Bellomo must leave you.
- Back to the studio. - Bravo.
It looks like you've made up more nonsense! Who the hell is this guy?
This is not journalism! What don't you get about it?
- I'm not doing anything to you! - So indignant!
- Whoa! - He's unfit for this!
- I'm unfit?! - Yeah!
No more arguing here!
Ciao, Valentino.
- Are you okay? - I'm fine. Thanks.
- And how are you? - Fine. Fine.
I've really missed you.
So I heard all about Crisafulli. Don't you think it's odd?
It's private information, not for any civilians to know.
I'm sorry, Valentino.
No, I get it.
Ciao.
So you not only lied to her, but to me too?
No offense, but lying to her is way more serious.
I don't know how you can say such hurtful things without remorse.
Oh, I was taught by the best there is.
- Oh, me? - Yes.
I created a monster.
Two disappointments at the same time.
I have you as a friend and a mother-in-law who's still breathing.
And the only positive is
it seems the Holy Father has chosen you as his go-to agent for all this.
I'm so glad he's not after me now.
Guess I'll see you.
Please don't die by then.
You have to suck it up, Salvo.
- We can get our revenge just like that. - You don't believe all this. Nonsense.
- Yes. Good. - Don't listen to him.
Seek some patience.
Esther's making an effort to come together and fix things.
Please shut up!
My vote's with him,
because why would you end everything you've built together
over something so trivial, right?
Shut up, you! Don't you always take the woman's side?
- That's true. - No.
I only want to see justice, because he also went out
and cheated on Esther and later she forgave him, right?
Now he should let himself go return the favor, okay?
A feminine approach is a false one.
You're seriously gonna believe this moron?
I see. You've got a new plan, huh?
- Be more respectful. - You should be quiet too.
- Hey! - Such an asshole!
Shut up! Be quiet!
I will smash you across the face if you don't shut up, okay?
Hey! Be quiet!
- Stay calm, please. - This isn't helping.
Make sure to follow your heart closely because it's tired of anger.
Shut the hell up!
Ester deserves a second chance, man.
You know it's true.
Oh.
I tried everything. Nothing.
If I were in your shoes, I'd start by giving her a huge bouquet of roses.
But who needs flowers?
I think a car would be infinitely better.
Hey, man, listen to me. Leave it.
Cheers.
Now, I knew you worked there, but I never would've expected to see you,
so I was, uh, hoping you wouldn't notice.
But I saw you!
Here. Here. Here.
Thank you.
Oh God.
You're hilarious.
Come on. We're... Are we here?
Uh-oh!
Uh!
You must forgive me.
It's not about you.
I know that what she did was bad, but Esther,
I know she's the love of my life.
I'm sorry.
Should we play a fun game of Buraco?
- I'm so stupid! - What do you mean?
You made me go through all this stupid shit!
I can say I had a nice time with you tonight.
Did you? Wow! That's awesome.
Go!
- Get out now! I've had enough. - Okay, I'm leaving!
- Fuck right off! - Okay, okay, I'm leaving. Okay!
- Amore! - Oh, you're here too?
And what the hell did you come for? Don't you see he's here to hurt you?
No, no, no, I don't know you.
You neglect me while he finally makes me feel important!
Don't listen to this. This is our first date.
- I swear it is! - Bullshit!
And anyway, he's... so beautiful!
- But I'm not at all. - You're gonna die!
No! You won't kill anyone, okay?
You should've thought about it before.
Don't think I'll forget you. I promise!
Hey there. Sh.
Tell me where you met him! I wanna know!
Now you want to know about my day, huh?
Bet you didn't expect the cuckolding.
Please. I swear it's not it. It was unexpected.
Listen up.
I'm giving you a task to do for me,
and you have to place this magnet bug under Scalia's desk,
since your friend is in the hospital,
because we can't exactly trust what you say anymore, okay?
- Go on. - Yeah.
Don't you hear me? I told you.
You can't possibly think that that was my pistol.
Can't you see someone must've put it in my place to frame me?
- That's clear here. - Crisafulli, look, I get it.
- But no one's gonna believe this story. - I know, but it's the truth.
Plus, I wasn't even on Gambino's case from the beginning.
- You weren't? - Listen. Talk to Lo Russo.
He said he was tired of it.
So he put you on that case because he was tired of it?
Of course. You should've seen him, staying up all night working on the case.
And he was also dealing with the wiretappings and collected data.
No wonder he couldn't do it.
He'd have Spadaro and Giacalone making fun of him.
And did he tell you anything else about why he dropped it?
No.
But just when Gambino started to turn a new leaf,
Lo Russo told me he was fed up with dealing with this story
and I should interrogate him instead since it was probably pointless.
And he told me he didn't even wanna face Gambino.
- Morning. - Morning
Prosecutor, I'm coming to see you right now.
You have to hear this. It's very, very serious.
Am I correct in assuming that Crisafulli's interrogation was useful?
Precisely. Please understand this. Crisafulli has nothing to do with it.
What? Crisafulli has nothing to do with it?
Apparently, there's more to it.
Very good.
I'm looking forward to hearing what you've uncovered.
Hello?
It's time to put a stop to Scalia. Got that?
Just stop her!
Or else our deal is off!
As you ordered.
What?
He's starting to get a tiny bit apprehensive about things.
I'm entitled to search you, Detective Lo Russo.
Prosecutor, what has gotten into you?
Put him in holding.
No.
Yoo-hoo!
Commissioner Scalia,
would you be so kind as to follow us?
FRAMED!