The Body (2024) Movie Script
I, Bruno, take you, Rebecca,
to be my wife.
By the grace of Christ,
I promise to always be faithful,
for better, for worse,
in sickness and in health,
and to love and honor you,
all the days of my life.
I, Rebecca,
promise... [VOICE FALTERS]
[CRYING]
- [TEARFULLY] I can't...
- What's going on?
I'm sorry.
BRUNO:
What are you saying, love?
I can't marry you
after what you did to me.
What happened?
- After what I did to you?
- I'm sorry.
- I'm sorry.
- Honey.
What's going on?
[LAUGHING]
[GUESTS MURMUR AND LAUGH]
You should see
your face right now!
Film his face.
Of course I'll marry him.
It was a joke.
Zoom in. Get a close-up of him.
Look at his face.
My husband's as white as...
BRUNO: When I think of Rebecca,
I recall the words
of a comedian.
"My wife married me
to get back at a man.
And I soon found out
that man was me."
At the theater,
everyone was laughing.
Everyone except me.
THE BODY
ELISABETTA: Good morning.
Here's your lunch.
Laila, get down from there!
[DOG WHINES]
Ma'am? Your lunch is ready.
It's getting late.
Ma'am?
[SCREAMING] Oh, God! No!
No!
ROBERTA: The board of directors
has been notified.
I'm clearing your schedule
until tomorrow.
As soon as you let me know
the funeral arrangements,
I'll notify your contacts.
Then we can reschedule
your agenda.
Sir, if there's anything
you need, I'm here.
- Condolences.
- I'm available. Call me.
- Condolences.
- Condolences, Sir.
- At any time!
- Condolences.
- Condolences.
- Sir?
My sincere condolences.
Sir?
[MAN ON RADIO] ...an Italian
pharmaceutical company,
she had just turned fifty.
Rebecca Zuin died
of a heart attack
[CRASH]
Oh, my God!
[OMINOUS MUSIC
PLAYS ON TV]
[WOMAN ON TV] Please, help me!
Help my husband!
[MAN ON TV] Do you want to
screw everyone over again?
- [WOMAN] How did you do it?
- [MAN] Not this time!
[MESSAGE ALERT CHIMES]
MANCINI
SAN GIOVANNI HOSPITAL, NOW!
[RAIN POUNDING]
- MANCINI: You're looking great.
- Can we get a pastry?
Ambrosi said
you're not going on holiday.
- Weren't you going to Madrid?
- Next week, maybe.
That's what you said last month.
You haven't seen
your daughter in years.
Two and a half.
And it's my fucking business.
MANCINI: Angelo Salvitti.
Head trauma
and cervical fracture.
They've stabilized him,
but they don't know
when or if he'll make it.
[SIGHS]
The guy who ran him over
said he came out of nowhere.
It was dark, it was raining,
and he couldn't brake in time.
The road was so wet
that even if he'd seen him...
It's a miracle
he stopped anyway.
COSSER: Breathalyzer?
Both negative.
Where did it happen?
At the Forensic
Science Institute.
- At the morgue?
- He's the night guard.
I'm very touched,
but tell me why I'm here again.
If he hadn't been run over,
we wouldn't have known
what happened
at the morgue before tomorrow.
A body is missing.
Did you warn the husband?
ITALIAN EXCELLENCE
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
GABRIELLA:
Everybody was crying today.
Even the dog.
But you weren't.
Everyone reacts
in their own way.
[PEOPLE CLAMORING]
MAN: How will your wife's death
impact the company?
You dealt well
with the press earlier.
You were very much at ease.
I'm just trying to stay strong.
You'll need plenty of it.
Strength that is.
You'll have to manage
everything my sister did.
If you don't need me...
I'll go.
I don't need you.
Zuin's sister
asked for an autopsy,
tomorrow at 9 am.
An autopsy for a heart attack?
What time
did the body disappear?
AMBROSI: Salvitti started
his shift at 5:30 pm.
He left his office at 9:50 pm.
He called 911
before running away.
But the line went dead.
They tried calling him back,
but he didn't pick up.
Why was he running?
We don't know.
He was the only worker
in the building.
Who signed
the death certificate?
Dr. Saviano.
I've already called her.
[FAINT CLICKING]
There are 15 security cameras
in the building.
They all stopped working
at 9:40 pm, all except one.
This one.
It looks like
he heard something,
but no alarm had gone off.
When he got back,
he was terrified.
MANCINI: Fifteen cameras
and that's the only one working?
- He wanted us to see it.
- MANCINI: Maybe he's still here.
There's no sign of forced entry
in the area,
but the building is huge.
I asked for a search team.
We couldn't gain access
to the security room.
Someone changed the password.
What did he see?
A walking dead.
Someone walking
with a dead, maybe.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
MISSED CALL
INCOMING CALL
[PHONE RINGING]
DIANA:
Aren't you going to answer that?
I'm sure it's more condolences.
I can't.
At this hour?
Why, what time is it?
Hello?
Yes.
Yes, it is.
Don't worry, I wasn't sleeping.
I've already spoken
with your colleagues.
What's going on?
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
What do you mean?
I get it. Can I know why?
Alright.
Alright. I'm coming.
What's going on?
[THUNDER CRACKING]
MEDICAL RESEARCH INSTITUTE
ARNALDO ZUIN
- Corrado?
- Hm?
Chief Inspector Cosser.
- My condolences.
- Bruno Forlan. Good evening.
Thanks for coming.
We realize that
this is more bad news
for you today, but...
More?
Let's sit down.
[CRACKS NUTS]
It's about your wife.
She's missing.
- What?
- Her body.
It was there, and now it's not.
Vanished.
Is this a joke?
Our first hypothesis,
the only one, actually,
is that someone took it.
- Took it?
- Hm-hm.
What the fuck?
It's not a package.
Isn't there
any surveillance here?
Yes, Mr. Forlan. In fact, it was
the night guard who called us.
He tried to intervene,
but something scared him
and he fled.
At the moment he's in a coma.
A car ran him over
and now he's
at San Giovanni hospital.
[CRACKS NUT, GRUNTS]
I'm sorry, but...
Why would someone
steal a corpse?
Satanic rites, vandalism.
Organ trafficking.
Or maybe
to avoid the autopsy.
Had someone been threatening
your wife?
She was a rich, powerful woman.
She might have had enemies.
I don't know anyone
mad enough
to do something like that.
What about you?
What about me?
There was a call to 911
on October 20, at 1:18 am.
Domestic violence.
Yes, it was
one of Rebecca's jokes.
I'm sure you have that
on your notes.
Yes, I do.
Your wife loved jokes, uh?
Yes.
Maybe he'll go back home
and find her there!
[LAUGHS]
- How fucking dare you?
- Sorry, it was just a joke.
A shitty joke!
- I overdid it.
- Show some respect!
Look, you're absolutely right.
Sit down.
No, I mean it!
Ask my colleague.
I tend to overdo it. I'm sorry.
- He does.
- Please, sit.
Please.
Please.
Listen...
Why weren't you home
when we tried
to reach you earlier?
I went to buy some ibuprofen.
I had a bad headache.
Alektopharma's head of research
is running short on ibuprofen?
Is this another joke?
No.
- What are you getting at?
- [AGENT KNOCKS] Inspector?
Dr. Saviano is here.
I beg your pardon.
Let's be clear.
Do I need a lawyer?
Well, no.
You're just
a person of interest.
A lawyer...
- Hi.
- Hi.
- Look, I'm sorry...
- Me too.
DIANA: What do you mean,
the body is missing?
[BRUNO ON PHONE]
Someone took it.
- What the fuck?
- Let's focus on the night guard.
He's at San Giovanni hospital.
Do you know anyone there?
Yeah, some students
I knew at uni
who work in the emergency room.
Go there,
see what you can find out.
Bruno, I don't get it.
- Did they arrest you?
- Try to be discreet.
I'll call you later. I love you.
I love you t...
RECENT CALLS
FACULTY OFFICE
What are you doing?
You can't smoke in here.
- It's not lit.
- Good.
The coroner
wants a word with you. Come.
DR. SAVIANO: Mr. Forlan,
you said your wife came back
from a work trip
in Boston yesterday.
You also added
that she was afraid of flying.
- Right?
- Yes. Rebecca would have said,
"I'm not afraid of flying.
I'm afraid to crash."
- Nice.
- DR. SAVIANO: Yeah. Remarkable.
The stress induced
by long flights
can take a toll
on cardiac activity.
So you think the flight
caused her heart attack?
Well, it's plausible.
But there are no records
attesting
any prior heart problems.
Rebecca thought
herself immortal.
Maybe that's what killed her.
Maybe.
Without an autopsy,
we have no way
of establishing what happened.
Any history of schizophrenia
in the family?
No.
Parkinson's disease?
No, I don't think so.
Epilepsy?
Shouldn't you be asking
her family doctor?
Her doctor didn't live with her.
I need to exclude a hypothesis.
What hypothesis?
Catalepsy.
Sorry, Forlan. Giada, a word.
- Are you kidding me?
- What?
- Catalepsy?
- Yes!
If she woke up,
why didn't she ask for help?
- Why is she missing?
- Calm down, Cosser, okay?
- We need to stick to the facts.
- COSSER: She had a heart attack.
Exactly like you wrote
in your report.
She was dead!
Then someone broke in
and stole her body!
The night guard shat himself,
and I want to know why!
Bruno?
I tried calling you ten times.
I'm at the morgue.
Rebecca's body went missing
and the police
have a lot of questions.
The Inspector thinks
I have something to do with it.
- Do you?
- Are you serious?
The police couldn't find you.
Where did you go?
To the drugstore!
I had a headache.
Why did you ask for an autopsy?
- Insurance matters.
- Yeah, sure.
Tell me what I need to do.
You are the family lawyer,
help me.
I advise you
to answer their questions.
[COUGHING]
I see the shrink I sent you to
is doing an excellent job.
- What did you find?
- No criminal record.
Graduated with honors
in Chemical Engineering.
A master. Then one day
he met Rebecca Zuin.
He went from temp teacher
to top manager
at the speed of light.
Good for him.
His mother's a hairdresser.
His dad died when he was a kid.
He had debts
and he killed himself.
Did you notice?
He always refers to his wife
in the past tense.
"She had, she said, she was."
Veronica died
five years ago and...
And she's still there.
Go to your daughter.
It'd be good for you.
Why would Carla want me around?
She's in Madrid, she has a life,
a house, her friends.
- She's fine.
- What about you?
How are you doing?
- I'm fine.
- You're fine.
- Yeah, I'm fine.
- Good.
The days go by,
one after the other.
I'm doing fine.
- [SIGHS]
- I'm just worried about you.
So should I worry
because you're worried?
- No.
- No.
What's this theory that
when you're sick
you need to heal?
Where does it come from?
You're sad? No! You can't be.
We have to be happy,
all of us, fucking happy,
in a world full of
fucking happy people!
You're sad? That's not good!
So you're straight into therapy,
or they'll cast you aside and...
What fucking Nazi
first thought of this?
What's your problem
with sad people? Huh?
Where I come from,
everyone's sad,
and no one ever thinks
of busting their balls!
I don't want to be helped, okay?
I-I...
I want to be sick.
I want to be sick!
Fine.
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
What's going on?
[ITALIAN POP SONG PLAYING
ON RECORD PLAYER]
I don't like it
when you listen to this song.
Today you'll be done with me
It's inappropriate.
And I'm so vulnerable
I'll be lost without you
[SONG CONTINUES]
[MUFFLED SCREAMS]
- [COUGHING]
- [REBECCA LAUGHS]
Sweetheart!
When I was a kid
I was afraid of water too.
Then, one day my dad
took off my armbands
and threw me off the boat.
I wasn't even three.
Were you scared? Hm?
REBECCA: You're not mad,
are you?
Hm?
Sweetheart.
Let me look at you.
Come on, turn around.
You're so handsome, sweetheart.
- I have to go. I have a meeting.
- Cancel it.
- I can't.
- Sure, you can.
I know you can.
I won't fire you.
[REBECCA CHUCKLES]
- You won't?
- No. I won't.
- You won't fire me?
- No, I won't.
You know how hard it was
to show people
I'm good at what I do?
That I'm not there
because we fuck?
You're married to me.
I know what you're worth.
That's why
you are where you are.
And you're not a temp teacher
anymore. For now.
Hm?
You're right, honey.
- Oh, I am?
- Thank you.
I got an amazing dress
for the party tonight.
- Yeah.
- I can hardly wait to show you.
You're mine tonight. Mine.
Yes. We need
to celebrate, honey.
Don't worry.
We'll clean it up later.
Hm? Come on.
We'll clean it up later,
sweetheart.
I miss you when you're away.
Sweetheart.
Don't play
that fucking song again.
Okay?
- [KNOCK ON DOOR]
- [FOOTSTEPS APPROACH]
MANCINI: Mr. Forlan.
Going for a walk?
I heard something. I came to...
Hold on.
So?
A problem with the fuse box.
Solved now.
What are you doing here?
I was telling your colleague
I heard something...
- The lights went out.
- What about this?
What were you looking for
in your wife's belongings?
Me? I didn't touch anything.
The victim's phone is missing.
What do you mean by victim?
- It's habit, don't mind him.
- It was here.
It wasn't me.
No, it wasn't you.
Maybe it was one of these guys.
Let's do a door to door
and gather some intel.
Come here, Forlan.
Empty your pockets.
- Come on...
- We don't have all night!
Okay?
- Is that all?
- Yes, it is.
Spread your arms and legs,
if you don't mind.
- What?
- I have to search you.
- You're not...
- Turn around, God damn it!
What the fuck
are you doing, asshole?
- I'm gonna sue you!
- Let him go!
Show me the...
What's this?
What's this?
BRUNO: I found it on the ground.
It has your lab's label.
Our products
can be found anywhere.
You're head of research
at one
of the biggest pharmaceutical...
- What's that got to do with it?
- Calm down!
Are we done? You're keeping me
against my will.
You don't want to know
what happened to your wife?
- Where are you going?
- Can I go to the restroom?
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
Mancini,
have it analyzed. Now.
[THUNDER RUMBLES]
You can't behave like that.
He could really press charges.
I didn't do anything.
- I don't want any trouble.
- It won't happen again.
Want to get suspended again?
I said it won't happen again.
So you said last time.
Next time you'll tell me,
[SARCASTICALLY]
"So you said last time."
You're such a dick!
Why do you hate Forlan so much?
He couldn't care less
about his wife.
He's just a rich asshole.
Fucking rich asshole.
I'll tell you more.
I'm sure
he has something to do with it.
Where the hell are you going?
Look at this bullshit.
How much does this cost?
I don't know.
It's vintage.
About 100.000 euros.
You pay 100k
and you don't get back seats?
Mancini, do you copy?
Go on, Ambrosi.
A fallen oak
is blocking the road.
The firemen are on their way
but it's going to take a while.
[DIANA ON PHONE] The night guard
is Angelo Salvitti,
still in a coma.
[BRUNO ON PHONE]
Does anyone else know?
Like who?
- The police?
- No, not the police.
Whoever stole
Rebecca's phone knows.
DIANA: Shit.
There's something else.
The bottle
popped out of nowhere.
They have it now.
Bruno, I...
I knew it. Fuck!
Honey, did you tell anyone?
Do you think I'm fucking stupid?
What about Gabriella?
What's Gabriella
got to do with it?
Little Miss perfect.
She'd never do that.
Instead, I'm just
some stupid girl.
Who knows who I told?
- You're being irrational.
- And you're an asshole!
[WINDOW SLAMS OPEN]
REBECCA ZUIN IS PLEASED
TO INVITE YOU
TO HER 50TH BIRTHDAY
COSTUME PARTY
I CLOSE MY EYES
AND YOU'RE STILL HERE WITH ME
- ELISABETTA: Sir, are you there?
- Yes.
They're waiting for you
at the table.
I'm coming, Elisabetta.
[GABRIELLA CHUCKLING]
Where are you going?
Stay with me.
The two of us, here.
My sister, your wife,
in the other room.
[CHUCKLES] It's exciting.
[WHISPERS] It's not exciting.
Listen.
- Perhaps It's better if...
- What?
Perhaps it's better if
this doesn't happen again.
Okay?
The other night
you said you loved me.
That was the other night.
The other night.
I'm sorry.
[IMPERCEPTIBLE]
I CLOSE MY EYES
AND YOU'RE STILL HERE WITH ME
Who the fuck is texting you
at night?
What are you doing?
- Who?
- No one. Stop!
- What are you doing?
- Who texted you?
- Give me your phone, asshole!
- Stop!
- Goddammit! Stop!
- Give me the phone!
Fuck! Oh! [BODY THUDS]
Honey?
Honey?
Elisabetta?
Elisabetta?
REBECCA: My husband just
attacked me. He's being violent!
Please, come right away,
I'm scared!
Yes.
I'm losing a lot of blood.
Villa Zuin. Yes.
Please, come right away!
Who the fuck texted you?
Whose fucking number is that?
- Tell me.
- Honey...
Tell me!
[SOFTLY] It's your sister.
I tried to get her to stop,
but I can't. It's your sister.
Stepsister!
Hello? There's no need to come.
It was just a joke. Yes.
I know. You're right. I'm sorry.
[VOICE FADES]
I CLOSE MY EYES
AND YOU ARE STILL WITH ME
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
MANCINI: Forlan?
Forlan? Are you in there?
- Forlan!
- Just a sec!
[BRUNO COUGHING]
- Forlan, you okay?
- I'm about to throw up.
Should I call a doctor?
- [KNOCKS] Are you smoking?
- I'm not. I feel sick.
I need to go home now.
Sorry, but the road is blocked.
It'll take two hours.
Is everything okay?
- Forlan?
- [COUGHING]
[BEEPING]
COSSER: The whole building's
operations depend on this room.
Including
the 15 security cameras.
The door is armored.
Just a few people know
the password to it.
Come with me.
This room would be impenetrable,
if it wasn't for the air duct.
See?
It goes up to the roof.
The grates have been removed.
This one right here,
and that one up there. See?
Someone made their way in
through the air duct.
They cut
the closed circuit wires
and changed the password.
[MANCINI OVER RADIO] Ambrosi?
Ambrosi, do you copy?
Go ahead.
There's something on the roof.
You need to see it.
I'm at the fire door.
There's something here too.
That's probably how they got in
and stole your wife's body.
Can you take the light
out of my face?
I can't.
This is a full-on third degree.
It's part of it.
Please.
A little irony wouldn't hurt,
you know. Follow me.
What are you doing? Come on.
What day is today?
February 8, now. Why?
It's not March 20.
Of 2019.
March 20, 2019.
Twenty zero three two zero
one nine. Two zero zero three
two zero one nine.
That's the password.
The password is a date!
Someone changed the date
on this calendar,
probably the same person
who stole your wife's body.
Why use the singular?
How do you know
it was one person?
It's just a theory.
To get out of here,
you need to open
the armored door,
and you need another password
to turn off the alarm.
Someone messed
with the control panel.
They changed that password, too.
Guess what they used?
Now it's "they."
Well, you brought it up.
March 20, 2019.
It really
doesn't ring any bells?
No, it doesn't.
JOURNALIST: Great. Thank you.
Let's move on.
What does your future
with your new,
young husband look like?
Youth is a gift
that sooner or later
has to be given back.
Unfortunately.
[IMPERCEPTIBLE]
What are you doing here?
The interview?
It's done.
You're unstoppable, honey.
I saw you.
What did you see?
You changed the password.
Why did you pick that date?
You could've used
our wedding day.
This one binds us even closer.
Some things
are better forgotten.
Not this one.
[REBECCA SIGHS DEEPLY]
Do we need to talk about it? Hm?
What do we need to talk about?
We'll end up fighting.
It's not in my interest.
Right?
Right. It's not
in your interest.
Please, get the dog
out of my office.
He drools all over the sofa.
You're in a bad mood, uh?
So...
Come with me.
- What are you doing?
- Come!
Come. It'll take a minute.
Come. [LAUGHS]
Come.
Here.
Ta-dah!
An important piece
for your collection. Huh?
It has less than 1,200 miles.
Do you like it?
I don't know what to say.
You could start
by saying thanks.
Let's forget the bad memories.
We deserve better than that.
COSSER:
Forensics found some DNA traces.
For sure they used
this lift to move
your wife's body
from the basement.
See?
I used "they"
once again. Are you happy?
- Very.
- [CHUCKLES SOFTLY]
What's your shoe size?
Why do you ask?
We found footprints
near the stairs
that go up to the roof.
Is this another
of your fucking theories?
You sadly persist
in the use of foul language.
You're in the presence
of public officials.
It's 10.5.
Thank you.
Was it that difficult?
Mancio?
Mancio!
What's going on?
Let's go.
- Inspector, it's in there.
- COSSER: What a mess.
That way.
[COSSER AND MANCINI
CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY]
BRUNO: "I close my eyes
and you're still here with me."
I found a card with your text.
I can't believe I'm saying this.
Maybe Rebecca is still alive.
What the fuck are you saying?
[DIANA ON PHONE] Bruno?
Bruno, can you hear me?
She's alive, and she's still
playing her fucking jokes.
Are you serious?
Maybe she read
your text on my phone.
Didn't you erase it?
She left my footprints
to frame me
for the theft of her body.
How would she have managed
to do everything by herself?
Exactly. Someone
must've helped her.
Gabriella?
Maybe.
Okay, Bruno. Fuck this.
Fuck the money, everything!
Get out of there.
Let's run away!
[DIANA SIGHS]
Bruno?
Everything okay?
Yeah, fine.
It's my sister-in-law.
She wanted to know...
Phone and unlock code, thanks.
I'm not an expert, but I think
you need a warrant for that.
- It's private property.
- Right.
It got a little wet,
but I guess
you can still read it.
Thanks.
MANCINI: He erased
all incoming and outgoing calls.
Phone records?
Some calls to the sister-in-law
and a few others we're checking.
The last call had no caller ID.
AMBROSI: Inspector?
- Inspector?
- Yeah?
The fire alarm
was set off on purpose.
Probably with this.
We found it in the toilet,
on the smoke detectors.
When I went to get him
in the toilet,
it smelled like smoke.
[PHONE CHIMES]
We have the TH-16 results.
It's a cardio toxin.
Extracted from reptiles.
- It's rarely used in med...
- Mancio!
It can cause heart failure
when injected or ingested.
- Don't push me!
- Come on, move!
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
[THUNDER CRACKS]
REBECCA: Sweetheart?
Sweetheart.
Look at me.
[EERIE MUSIC]
[REBECCA LAUGHS]
Sweetheart.
You're mine tonight.
Mine.
[GASPS]
Bruno. Sweetheart.
[SONG PLAYS DISTANTLY]
[THUNDER CRASHES]
[ITALIAN POP SONG PLAYING]
[SONG PLAYS ON PHONE]
[TURNS OFF SONG]
Rebecca? Is that you?
- [SOFT GROANS]
- [CALL ENDS]
Yari Santucci.
[THUNDER CRACKING]
Open the door!
RECENT CALLS
REBECCA
[LINE RINGING]
[JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING DISTANTLY]
- Forlan, how you doing?
- Here you are!
- Honey!
- Honey.
I already got one for you.
You can have it. I have one.
Who gave it to you?
The boy or the girl?
The boy. Why?
The boy is serving Nebbiolo
and the girl Brunello.
- Who was that?
- Who?
- With the crow mask.
- Oh, the plague doctor.
You were talking
and looking at me.
You don't want to know
who that is.
So?
- He's a new lawyer.
- Your sister wasn't good enough?
Since you're fucking her,
she's not to be trusted, is she?
[MUSIC SUDDENLY STOPS]
- Honey...
- Hm?
[CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY]
- You got it all wrong.
- I want a divorce.
But I have to figure out
how to really hurt you.
I called the best
divorce lawyer in Italy.
That guy.
No more shiny cars.
No more private planes.
No more research
and development.
It's over.
Are you serious?
I'm always serious
when it comes to you,
even if I keep
laughing with you.
You want everyone at your feet,
don't you?
No, I don't want
everyone at my feet.
Oh, no?
I want you at my feet. You!
Let's do it. Why not?
Here I am.
[LAUGHS] I'm at your feet,
you fucking psycho.
[REBECCA LAUGHS]
[REBECCA LAUGHS GLEEFULLY]
You're so stupid!
[GUESTS LAUGH]
REBECCA: You make it too easy.
Of course
you're not fucking my sister!
Fuck you. Who was that, then?
A wife shouldn't share
all her secrets
with her husband.
I don't know all your secrets,
do I?
You have the right
to call a lawyer.
If I were you,
I'd get a good one,
which is not
the one you have right now.
I don't think you want to trust
the stepsister
of the woman you murdered.
What did you say?
We suspect you killed
Rebecca Zuin with TH-16.
A substance you have access to,
since your lab manufactures it.
You then subtracted the body
to avoid a regular autopsy.
You think I'd walk in here
with the murder weapon on me?
And why subtract the body
if TH-16 vanishes in 24 hours?
I'm impressed.
One hour ago you didn't know
anything about TH-16
and now you're suddenly
an expert? Congratulations!
- I was nervous.
- Oh.
You need specific exams
to find traces
of TH-16 in the blood.
Like the one
your sister-in-law requested.
From Gabriella Zuin's documents.
Tenth row, last paragraph.
She sent it to us
a few minutes ago.
When did you last see your wife?
Forlan?
Last night, at the costume party
for her 50th birthday.
We went to sleep
and when I woke up
I didn't notice anything.
I went to work and she...
She was dead.
Elisabetta, the housekeeper,
found her.
Can I ask you
a personal question?
Do you love your wife?
I loved my wife.
Don't you keep loving someone
even after they're dead?
On an abstract level, maybe.
Considering
your wife's sudden death,
your behavior...
That you didn't lose your cool,
well, it makes me think.
Makes me fucking angry, too.
I'm a scientist.
I'm fully aware of
the vulnerability of our body.
We walk side by side with death.
When we least expect it,
it cuts us off.
As the coroner said
about the heart attack
caused by
Rebecca's fear of flying.
You really liked
that theory! Right?
You really liked it!
In the meantime,
I'll show you the evidence
we have on you,
just to speed things up.
Did you know that your wife
had hired
a private investigator?
Ah, so you didn't know! [LAUGHS]
Here are the invoices.
I'll make a guess.
Your wife doesn't trust you
that much anymore.
Maybe she wants a divorce.
She wants to deprive you
of your rights
to the Zuin family's wealth.
So you kill her before
she can drag you before a judge
and make you
a temp teacher again.
A good one,
but a very poor one.
No more research
and development,
no more luxury cars,
no more villa, pool
and fresh juice in the morning.
No more Elisabetta
the housekeeper.
Nothing, nothing at all.
[SIGHS] It goes without saying
that these are
just hypotheses
that need to be verified.
There's one thing
I don't get, though.
Yari Santucci isn't answering
his landline or his mobile.
We're sending agents
to his place,
but if you could
just give me something,
- we could save them a trip.
- Whose house?
See? It's here.
Where are you going?
Wait a minute.
What does this say?
Giulio Amodei.
Did you know him?
Forlan?
- What are you doing?
- That's impossible.
- What are you doing?
- Shut up!
How dare you? You shut up!
Calm down!
Are you done?
Are you done, Forlan?
- Stop!
- It was here.
Shut that asshole in here.
Put someone outside.
Alright, sir.
Marini, do you copy?
[PHONE VIBRATES]
- Hello?
- [BRUNO ON PHONE] Hey.
- Honey, is that you?
- Yes.
What phone are you calling from?
I found it
next to a body in the morgue.
- What?
- All the calls on this phone
come from a single number,
Rebecca's.
But her phone is missing.
The label on the body bag
read "Yari Santucci."
- The police say he's a...
- Private investigator.
How do you know?
Someone left an envelope
while I was at the hospital.
There was a USB stick in it.
There's a file named
"Y-Santucci" in it. Hold on.
BRUNO: What are you saying?
DIANA: I'll show you.
There was also this.
MAN: I'll do it
once she's back from Boston.
They'll think that the flight
caused the heart attack.
Oh, God. They knew everything.
Who did?
Rebecca and Gabriella.
She's in on it.
The police
found Santucci's invoices.
In her papers.
It was either her or Santucci
who sent you the envelope.
They know where you live, honey.
- What?
- You have to get out of there!
Bruno!
They'll arrest you!
They'll take you away
and I won't see you anymore.
If Rebecca is alive,
there's nothing
they can do and they know that.
Nothing bad will happen to you,
I promise.
[PANICKING] What the fuck
do we do now?
Bruno...
There's someone here.
- What do you mean?
- [TEARFULLY] Please!
No, please!
Diana, can you hear me?
No! Help! [SCREAMS]
Honey!
[WOMAN SINGING ON VIDEO]
Happy birthday to Daddy!
COSSER: Honey, stop!
Come on, Carla!
Happy birthday to Daddy!
- COSSER: All fifty of them?
- All of them.
They have ones with numbers.
Yes.
Help me blow them out.
- Hurry up.
- One...
- Two, three...
- [STOPS VIDEO]
AGENT: Stop!
- BRUNO: Let me pass!
- Stop! I said stop!
I have to leave, let me pass!
AGENT: How dare you?
Where are you going?
Get the fuck out!
I have to go home. They need me.
The car keys!
Who needs you?
You're pissing me off now!
- I'm a public official...
- You piece of shit!
I'm filthy rich, I can destroy...
[BODY THUDS]
[BREATHES HEAVILY]
[MONITOR BEEPING]
[COSSER WHISTLES]
Good morning, Princess.
What the fuck...
- You're not right in the head.
- So I'm told.
Get any rest?
In prison
you can rest all you want.
There.
[CHUCKLES]
Who needs you, Forlan?
Before I hit
a home run on your face,
you said, "They need me!"
Who needs you?
MANCINI: What's going on?
Listen.
Salvitti, the night guard,
just came out of his coma.
Lucky, uh?
Or maybe not so lucky.
Depends on your point of view.
Anyway, he had
an interesting story to tell.
Want to hear it?
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
I'm the night guard
at the Zuin
Forensic Science Institute.
[GUNFIRE]
We found this in the basement.
Next to the lift.
Oh, my God!
We found a .32 caliber
in your car.
Five bullets were missing.
We also found a shovel, a cap,
and a pair of shoes, size 10.5.
They match the prints
we found outside.
Go ahead!
COSSER: Not to mention
the blueprints
of the building
we found at your place.
- Is it a good dog, ma'am?
- Yes.
Laila is a good girl, right?
We found this in his office.
Keep searching.
[LAUGHS] The what?
The blueprints.
How do you call them?
The layout.
Do you know
that my wife's family
owns the university
and was planning
to finance new renovations?
That's why I had the blueprints.
What the fuck is this?
I never owned a gun in my life.
What the fuck
are you talking about?
You tell us.
- My wife is alive.
- Forlan...
He's going to drive me crazy,
you know? [LAUGHS]
Do you have proof
that she's dead? A body?
- We don't...
- Because I tried to kill her!
I tried, but she's alive,
she wants you to believe
that I stole her body
and buried it,
- but I didn't.
- MANCINI: Forlan?
Do you realize
what you just said?
You just admitted to murder
but not to disposing
of the body.
Attempted murder.
I'll tell you everything,
but please...
You have to protect
the woman I love.
Your sister-in-law
can protect herself.
I don't give a fuck
about my sister-in-law.
It's Diana Bettini.
Who the fuck is Diana Bettini?
When you tried calling me,
I was at her place,
not at the drugstore.
Please.
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
COSSER: Forlan?
Do you like the setting?
- Quite dramatic.
- Exactly.
[CHIMES]
It happened almost a year ago.
I was teaching
a chemistry course.
And...
Some students
who'd taken a liking to me
invited me to a party.
I thought it could,
I don't know...
That going out would do me good,
as I usually only dined
with 70-year-olds.
I met Diana there.
Maybe you can't understand.
It was
like a bolt from the blue.
We were drawn to each other
in seconds.
I don't think that can happen
many times in a lifetime.
It happens
only once for most of us.
Then, something weird happened.
She ran away
without even
telling me her name.
Excuse me!
Where are you going?
So I tried asking around.
No one seemed to know her.
Remember the girl
who was with me at the party?
Blue eyes, petite.
No, I don't think so.
A week later,
I was back at the university
to teach a course
on Green Chemistry.
Eco-sustainability
in pharmaceutical chemistry.
As we said previously,
the devices used to...
I couldn't stop
thinking about her.
I was about to end the lesson,
when she came in.
- [KNOCK ON DOOR]
- Come in.
Like water, electricity and...
May I?
BRUNO: Yeah.
Hm... We were saying...
She said she'd ran away because
she'd seen me
in a magazine with my wife
and she didn't want
to get involved.
COSSER: Let me guess.
You told her
you were fed up with your wife,
that you were serious,
and that sooner or later
you would've asked
for a divorce.
- [PEOPLE LAUGHING]
- [GABRIELLA SHUSHING]
Let's go back to Diana...
- BRUNO: Bettini.
- Bettini.
We dated for a while.
- Then things got serious.
- Let me guess.
You fell in love.
The most beautiful time
of my life.
[DIANA MOANING]
With Diana I felt alive.
She was different
from anyone I'd ever met before.
I felt I could
tell her everything,
even things
I'd always kept to myself.
We still had
a huge problem, though.
Rebecca.
I wasn't ready to divorce her.
A woman like Rebecca
wouldn't just take everything.
She would've destroyed my life.
- It's not that easy!
- Why?
- Because it takes time!
- That's not true!
She was sick of waiting,
so she left me.
I didn't see her for weeks,
not even at the lessons.
She drove me crazy.
Until, one day, I went to her.
What do you want?
I told her there was a solution.
- We need to talk.
- Still fucking talk?
You say she's a bitch,
that you want to be with me.
But you won't divorce her.
There's no solution.
Yes, there is.
A horrible one.
Why did you hate
your wife so much?
[SCOFFS]
When I think of Rebecca,
I recall
the words of a comedian.
"My wife married me
to get back at a man."
"And I soon found out
that man was me."
At the theater,
everyone was laughing.
Everyone except me.
How did you kill Rebecca Zuin?
How did you kill your wife?
I used TH-16.
A toxin
that causes heart failure.
I put some in my wife's
wine glass last night.
At her birthday party.
Rebecca had
a fatal heart attack.
Fatal apparently.
As a chemist, you were 100% sure
about the toxin's efficacy,
right?
Yes.
Then why do you think
she's still alive?
You said she hired
a private investigator.
So she knew everything
about me and Diana.
She had time to prepare.
She might have switched glasses.
She might have taken
a neuroleptic
to induce a state of catalepsy.
Some of them
can simulate heart failure.
Once metabolized,
the body goes back to normal.
Quite an imaginative plan.
Risky, too.
Not for Rebecca.
She likes playing games.
But she couldn't have done this
all on her own.
Who helped her?
[SCOFFS] It's obvious,
Inspector.
Gabriella shot the night guard,
without intent to kill.
She couldn't have foreseen
he'd get hit by a car.
Rebecca has the power,
the money and the intelligence
to do whatever she wants.
Including vanishing
without a trace.
No, it doesn't hold up.
It's a plan based on sheer luck.
Or on bad luck. Right?
BOTH: Depends
on your point of view.
[LAUGHS]
Well done, Forlan.
It was all planned in order
to force me to confess.
She used
the only leverage possible.
Diana. The only woman
she could never control.
If it's not too late for her...
She'll say I was at her place
when the night guard ran away.
I never wanted to involve her,
but I see no alternative.
I need to know
that Diana is okay.
Could you send someone?
Please.
[WHISPERING]
The body of a woman was found.
There might be a connection.
We're surrounding the area.
Forensics are on their way.
We must move now.
Yeah. Green
and illegal protocols,
risks and sustainable solutions.
Another prick
trying to convince me to
throw away millions of euros
to convert my company.
It's not polite to spy
on other people's phone calls.
Belittling other people's work
is even less polite.
Okay, Larry.
Let's talk later on.
So, you really believe that?
Who knows? Maybe the speaker
will be able to convince me.
[SMIRKS] I highly doubt that.
Can I have a glass of wine?
What subject
would you prefer, if I may?
They could scientifically
demonstrate
the existence of God.
Way more interesting
than micro plastics.
Yeah, interesting. But hard.
Love and God
are difficult subjects.
Love isn't.
- Really?
- Yeah.
It's regulated
by phenethylamine.
What's that?
An amphetamine we produce,
responsible for elation
and euphoria.
You become infatuated
when the neurons
of the limbic system
are saturated or excited by it.
Nerve terminals
adapt to the stimulation,
or hormone levels decrease.
Then the attraction fades
because attachment takes over.
A new chemical balance emerges,
wherein endorphin
calms us,
it calms our mind and body.
That's when
oxytocin enters the stage
pushing us
to look for physical contact.
Who are you?
Excuse me.
- Doctor Forlan, we're ready.
- Yes.
Bruno Forlan,
just another prick. You?
I'm Rebecca.
The one who pays for all this.
Good to know.
Good luck!
Thanks.
Good morning.
[PHONE VIBRATING]
Yes, tell me.
AMBROSI: We found the door open.
The place is rented out
to Bruno Forlan.
There is no trace
of this Diana Bettini.
He said she was afraid,
maybe she ran away.
If she was here,
she didn't run away,
she moved house.
AGENT: Do you come here often?
Yeah, every morning.
- What about the yellow fridge?
- It's been there for a while.
- Thanks.
- You're welcome.
Pull her out.
That guy found her.
He was out walking his dog.
Mm.
Forlan's house
is half a mile from here.
[GAGS]
[COUGHS]
COSSER: You okay?
Your sister-in-law
was home all night.
You know who can confirm that?
Elisabetta, the housemaid,
the one
who makes the fresh juice.
And there was
no trace of Diana Bettini.
In your house. Your house!
Nothing whatsoever.
We checked
the university records
and there's no one by that name.
You know why?
Because she doesn't exist,
Forlan.
- No.
- You made her up,
just like you made up
the complicity
between your wife
and her sister.
I didn't make anything up.
They're trying to frame me.
Cut the bullshit, Forlan!
I can't take this shit anymore!
I'm going to ask you something
and I want a straight answer.
You really thought
you could pretend
to be insane
and get away with it?
Kick out photographers,
onlookers,
journalists, everyone.
Cuff him, please.
Goodbye, Forlan.
Come on.
Let's go.
- Forlan, let's go.
- No, don't.
- Let's go. Come on.
- Come on.
- AGENT 1:Come on, Forlan.
- AGENT 2: Move!
[GRUNTS]
Where is he going?
Hey, catch him!
Let me go!
Let me go, you piece of shit!
- Let me go!
- AGENT: Don't move.
Let me go!
Let me go.
- Let me go!
- Stop it!
Let me... Hey! [SCREAMS]
[KEYS JANGLING]
You have visitors, Forlan.
[BRUNO HUMMING]
Inspector.
Forlan.
You're looking good.
- I can't say the same for you.
- [CHUCKLES]
How are you doing, Forlan?
You really want to know?
[BOTH LAUGH]
I thought so.
Can we avoid the formalities?
We've known each other
long enough.
Sure.
Yeah.
What happened to your face?
To your hand?
[SPUTTERS] Well...
I slipped.
You know how it works.
I hit the wall.
Three times this week.
- Too much wax on the floor.
- Exactly.
Twenty-five years.
You must be happy.
[SIGHS] It's not like
they gave me a medal.
I'll be one of the few
who serves
a whole sentence in Italy.
If I make it out alive.
You have to get smart.
Get on the good side
of the meanest one of all.
The others will calm down
and leave you alone.
Eh.
Sometimes I think
that I really killed her.
- [REBECCA HUMS]
- With my silence.
With my thoughts.
With my betrayals.
The envy I felt for her.
[LAUGHS]
At times I miss her.
Don't dwell on it too much
or you'll end up like me.
I often think
I killed my wife too.
Unlike you...
I didn't do it.
But...
I somehow feel responsible.
Did you love her?
Very much.
Just focus on that.
[GRUNTS]
Oh. [SNIFFLES]
You know?
Some things...
I remember clearly.
Others are just random details.
My wife died in a car accident.
I don't know if I told you.
[LOUD CRASH]
We were in the car.
We were fighting because
I'd been suspended again.
We couldn't afford
to lose my pay.
She was furious.
She said I had to see someone,
that I had
anger-management issues.
[LAUGHS]
She was right.
My colleagues are right, too.
Everyone's right.
But I never ever laid
a hand on my wife.
Not once, ever.
Then there's these random,
scattered details.
The red light.
The seat belt...
She had unfastened
her seat belt in order to
fight better. [CHUCKLES]
Sometimes...
I can still remember the smells.
The gas.
My wife's blood.
Veronica, honey... Veronica!
Veronica!
It's ten years today.
March 20, 2019.
Ring any bells?
What the fuck
are you talking about?
There was this song
playing really loud...
[HUMMING]
Cold hands
Holding yours
White doves of farewell
This is a sad day for me
Today you'll be done with me
And I'm so fragile
[ORIGINAL SONG PLAYS]
- REBECCA: Watch out!
- BRUNO: Jesus!
Help!
[MUSIC STOPS]
She died before
the ambulance got there.
It was all too sudden.
I couldn't see anything.
Are you hurt?
My daughter Carla, she did...
Speaking of whom...
That's her name.
Although Diana
wasn't a bad name either.
- She remembered color and make.
- Where are you going?
- Nobody saw us.
- That's it.
We looked for it
for a long time.
A green convertible.
And...
And a blurred face.
[CRYING AND GROANING]
Until one night, just a few days
before leaving for Madrid,
where she was going
to study Art,
she goes to a party,
and guess who she meets?
Bruno Forlan.
BRUNO: Do you like the sea?
Nice, isn't it?
She came home screaming.
She was desperate.
She told me everything.
I was confused at first,
I couldn't understand
how it could be possible.
Talk to me!
- I found him!
- Who?
- The man I...
- Calm down. Calm down.
- Calm down.
- I saw his face.
Then she had a sort of epiphany.
She realized what she had to...
What we both had to do.
[CARLA CRYING]
He must pay for it.
He killed my mom.
God, or the Devil,
was giving us a chance.
Do you have
any idea what it meant
for my daughter
to spend so much time,
and in such a deep way,
at the side
of her mother's killer?
To fuck him?
A wounded woman
harbors the patience
of all the saints inside her.
I only have a flash
of the actual impact.
She told me to run.
Diana, can you hear me?
[SCREAMING]
As for me...
I had nothing left,
and I was ready to do anything.
Rebecca?
[WHIMPERING]
After that,
things didn't go so well though.
[CHUCKLING]
You thought you had figured out
the perfect plan.
Look at us.
- What we achieved.
- I'm sorry. I wanted to stop.
I wanted to stop and save her.
Nobody saw us! Let's go.
Come on, come on!
But Rebecca didn't want to.
Rebecca...
Rebecca.
[SCREAMING]
Why didn't you
kill me right away?
My wife didn't die right away.
She went through a slow agony.
If you had stopped to help us,
maybe she'd still be alive.
Sometimes,
people have to first
lose everything,
so they can appreciate
just what they had.
Hm?
Now that I've taken
everything you have,
you have my permission to die.
Goodbye, Forlan.
[PROGRESSIVE ROCK SONG PLAYING]
Sir...
to be my wife.
By the grace of Christ,
I promise to always be faithful,
for better, for worse,
in sickness and in health,
and to love and honor you,
all the days of my life.
I, Rebecca,
promise... [VOICE FALTERS]
[CRYING]
- [TEARFULLY] I can't...
- What's going on?
I'm sorry.
BRUNO:
What are you saying, love?
I can't marry you
after what you did to me.
What happened?
- After what I did to you?
- I'm sorry.
- I'm sorry.
- Honey.
What's going on?
[LAUGHING]
[GUESTS MURMUR AND LAUGH]
You should see
your face right now!
Film his face.
Of course I'll marry him.
It was a joke.
Zoom in. Get a close-up of him.
Look at his face.
My husband's as white as...
BRUNO: When I think of Rebecca,
I recall the words
of a comedian.
"My wife married me
to get back at a man.
And I soon found out
that man was me."
At the theater,
everyone was laughing.
Everyone except me.
THE BODY
ELISABETTA: Good morning.
Here's your lunch.
Laila, get down from there!
[DOG WHINES]
Ma'am? Your lunch is ready.
It's getting late.
Ma'am?
[SCREAMING] Oh, God! No!
No!
ROBERTA: The board of directors
has been notified.
I'm clearing your schedule
until tomorrow.
As soon as you let me know
the funeral arrangements,
I'll notify your contacts.
Then we can reschedule
your agenda.
Sir, if there's anything
you need, I'm here.
- Condolences.
- I'm available. Call me.
- Condolences.
- Condolences, Sir.
- At any time!
- Condolences.
- Condolences.
- Sir?
My sincere condolences.
Sir?
[MAN ON RADIO] ...an Italian
pharmaceutical company,
she had just turned fifty.
Rebecca Zuin died
of a heart attack
[CRASH]
Oh, my God!
[OMINOUS MUSIC
PLAYS ON TV]
[WOMAN ON TV] Please, help me!
Help my husband!
[MAN ON TV] Do you want to
screw everyone over again?
- [WOMAN] How did you do it?
- [MAN] Not this time!
[MESSAGE ALERT CHIMES]
MANCINI
SAN GIOVANNI HOSPITAL, NOW!
[RAIN POUNDING]
- MANCINI: You're looking great.
- Can we get a pastry?
Ambrosi said
you're not going on holiday.
- Weren't you going to Madrid?
- Next week, maybe.
That's what you said last month.
You haven't seen
your daughter in years.
Two and a half.
And it's my fucking business.
MANCINI: Angelo Salvitti.
Head trauma
and cervical fracture.
They've stabilized him,
but they don't know
when or if he'll make it.
[SIGHS]
The guy who ran him over
said he came out of nowhere.
It was dark, it was raining,
and he couldn't brake in time.
The road was so wet
that even if he'd seen him...
It's a miracle
he stopped anyway.
COSSER: Breathalyzer?
Both negative.
Where did it happen?
At the Forensic
Science Institute.
- At the morgue?
- He's the night guard.
I'm very touched,
but tell me why I'm here again.
If he hadn't been run over,
we wouldn't have known
what happened
at the morgue before tomorrow.
A body is missing.
Did you warn the husband?
ITALIAN EXCELLENCE
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
GABRIELLA:
Everybody was crying today.
Even the dog.
But you weren't.
Everyone reacts
in their own way.
[PEOPLE CLAMORING]
MAN: How will your wife's death
impact the company?
You dealt well
with the press earlier.
You were very much at ease.
I'm just trying to stay strong.
You'll need plenty of it.
Strength that is.
You'll have to manage
everything my sister did.
If you don't need me...
I'll go.
I don't need you.
Zuin's sister
asked for an autopsy,
tomorrow at 9 am.
An autopsy for a heart attack?
What time
did the body disappear?
AMBROSI: Salvitti started
his shift at 5:30 pm.
He left his office at 9:50 pm.
He called 911
before running away.
But the line went dead.
They tried calling him back,
but he didn't pick up.
Why was he running?
We don't know.
He was the only worker
in the building.
Who signed
the death certificate?
Dr. Saviano.
I've already called her.
[FAINT CLICKING]
There are 15 security cameras
in the building.
They all stopped working
at 9:40 pm, all except one.
This one.
It looks like
he heard something,
but no alarm had gone off.
When he got back,
he was terrified.
MANCINI: Fifteen cameras
and that's the only one working?
- He wanted us to see it.
- MANCINI: Maybe he's still here.
There's no sign of forced entry
in the area,
but the building is huge.
I asked for a search team.
We couldn't gain access
to the security room.
Someone changed the password.
What did he see?
A walking dead.
Someone walking
with a dead, maybe.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
MISSED CALL
INCOMING CALL
[PHONE RINGING]
DIANA:
Aren't you going to answer that?
I'm sure it's more condolences.
I can't.
At this hour?
Why, what time is it?
Hello?
Yes.
Yes, it is.
Don't worry, I wasn't sleeping.
I've already spoken
with your colleagues.
What's going on?
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
What do you mean?
I get it. Can I know why?
Alright.
Alright. I'm coming.
What's going on?
[THUNDER CRACKING]
MEDICAL RESEARCH INSTITUTE
ARNALDO ZUIN
- Corrado?
- Hm?
Chief Inspector Cosser.
- My condolences.
- Bruno Forlan. Good evening.
Thanks for coming.
We realize that
this is more bad news
for you today, but...
More?
Let's sit down.
[CRACKS NUTS]
It's about your wife.
She's missing.
- What?
- Her body.
It was there, and now it's not.
Vanished.
Is this a joke?
Our first hypothesis,
the only one, actually,
is that someone took it.
- Took it?
- Hm-hm.
What the fuck?
It's not a package.
Isn't there
any surveillance here?
Yes, Mr. Forlan. In fact, it was
the night guard who called us.
He tried to intervene,
but something scared him
and he fled.
At the moment he's in a coma.
A car ran him over
and now he's
at San Giovanni hospital.
[CRACKS NUT, GRUNTS]
I'm sorry, but...
Why would someone
steal a corpse?
Satanic rites, vandalism.
Organ trafficking.
Or maybe
to avoid the autopsy.
Had someone been threatening
your wife?
She was a rich, powerful woman.
She might have had enemies.
I don't know anyone
mad enough
to do something like that.
What about you?
What about me?
There was a call to 911
on October 20, at 1:18 am.
Domestic violence.
Yes, it was
one of Rebecca's jokes.
I'm sure you have that
on your notes.
Yes, I do.
Your wife loved jokes, uh?
Yes.
Maybe he'll go back home
and find her there!
[LAUGHS]
- How fucking dare you?
- Sorry, it was just a joke.
A shitty joke!
- I overdid it.
- Show some respect!
Look, you're absolutely right.
Sit down.
No, I mean it!
Ask my colleague.
I tend to overdo it. I'm sorry.
- He does.
- Please, sit.
Please.
Please.
Listen...
Why weren't you home
when we tried
to reach you earlier?
I went to buy some ibuprofen.
I had a bad headache.
Alektopharma's head of research
is running short on ibuprofen?
Is this another joke?
No.
- What are you getting at?
- [AGENT KNOCKS] Inspector?
Dr. Saviano is here.
I beg your pardon.
Let's be clear.
Do I need a lawyer?
Well, no.
You're just
a person of interest.
A lawyer...
- Hi.
- Hi.
- Look, I'm sorry...
- Me too.
DIANA: What do you mean,
the body is missing?
[BRUNO ON PHONE]
Someone took it.
- What the fuck?
- Let's focus on the night guard.
He's at San Giovanni hospital.
Do you know anyone there?
Yeah, some students
I knew at uni
who work in the emergency room.
Go there,
see what you can find out.
Bruno, I don't get it.
- Did they arrest you?
- Try to be discreet.
I'll call you later. I love you.
I love you t...
RECENT CALLS
FACULTY OFFICE
What are you doing?
You can't smoke in here.
- It's not lit.
- Good.
The coroner
wants a word with you. Come.
DR. SAVIANO: Mr. Forlan,
you said your wife came back
from a work trip
in Boston yesterday.
You also added
that she was afraid of flying.
- Right?
- Yes. Rebecca would have said,
"I'm not afraid of flying.
I'm afraid to crash."
- Nice.
- DR. SAVIANO: Yeah. Remarkable.
The stress induced
by long flights
can take a toll
on cardiac activity.
So you think the flight
caused her heart attack?
Well, it's plausible.
But there are no records
attesting
any prior heart problems.
Rebecca thought
herself immortal.
Maybe that's what killed her.
Maybe.
Without an autopsy,
we have no way
of establishing what happened.
Any history of schizophrenia
in the family?
No.
Parkinson's disease?
No, I don't think so.
Epilepsy?
Shouldn't you be asking
her family doctor?
Her doctor didn't live with her.
I need to exclude a hypothesis.
What hypothesis?
Catalepsy.
Sorry, Forlan. Giada, a word.
- Are you kidding me?
- What?
- Catalepsy?
- Yes!
If she woke up,
why didn't she ask for help?
- Why is she missing?
- Calm down, Cosser, okay?
- We need to stick to the facts.
- COSSER: She had a heart attack.
Exactly like you wrote
in your report.
She was dead!
Then someone broke in
and stole her body!
The night guard shat himself,
and I want to know why!
Bruno?
I tried calling you ten times.
I'm at the morgue.
Rebecca's body went missing
and the police
have a lot of questions.
The Inspector thinks
I have something to do with it.
- Do you?
- Are you serious?
The police couldn't find you.
Where did you go?
To the drugstore!
I had a headache.
Why did you ask for an autopsy?
- Insurance matters.
- Yeah, sure.
Tell me what I need to do.
You are the family lawyer,
help me.
I advise you
to answer their questions.
[COUGHING]
I see the shrink I sent you to
is doing an excellent job.
- What did you find?
- No criminal record.
Graduated with honors
in Chemical Engineering.
A master. Then one day
he met Rebecca Zuin.
He went from temp teacher
to top manager
at the speed of light.
Good for him.
His mother's a hairdresser.
His dad died when he was a kid.
He had debts
and he killed himself.
Did you notice?
He always refers to his wife
in the past tense.
"She had, she said, she was."
Veronica died
five years ago and...
And she's still there.
Go to your daughter.
It'd be good for you.
Why would Carla want me around?
She's in Madrid, she has a life,
a house, her friends.
- She's fine.
- What about you?
How are you doing?
- I'm fine.
- You're fine.
- Yeah, I'm fine.
- Good.
The days go by,
one after the other.
I'm doing fine.
- [SIGHS]
- I'm just worried about you.
So should I worry
because you're worried?
- No.
- No.
What's this theory that
when you're sick
you need to heal?
Where does it come from?
You're sad? No! You can't be.
We have to be happy,
all of us, fucking happy,
in a world full of
fucking happy people!
You're sad? That's not good!
So you're straight into therapy,
or they'll cast you aside and...
What fucking Nazi
first thought of this?
What's your problem
with sad people? Huh?
Where I come from,
everyone's sad,
and no one ever thinks
of busting their balls!
I don't want to be helped, okay?
I-I...
I want to be sick.
I want to be sick!
Fine.
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
What's going on?
[ITALIAN POP SONG PLAYING
ON RECORD PLAYER]
I don't like it
when you listen to this song.
Today you'll be done with me
It's inappropriate.
And I'm so vulnerable
I'll be lost without you
[SONG CONTINUES]
[MUFFLED SCREAMS]
- [COUGHING]
- [REBECCA LAUGHS]
Sweetheart!
When I was a kid
I was afraid of water too.
Then, one day my dad
took off my armbands
and threw me off the boat.
I wasn't even three.
Were you scared? Hm?
REBECCA: You're not mad,
are you?
Hm?
Sweetheart.
Let me look at you.
Come on, turn around.
You're so handsome, sweetheart.
- I have to go. I have a meeting.
- Cancel it.
- I can't.
- Sure, you can.
I know you can.
I won't fire you.
[REBECCA CHUCKLES]
- You won't?
- No. I won't.
- You won't fire me?
- No, I won't.
You know how hard it was
to show people
I'm good at what I do?
That I'm not there
because we fuck?
You're married to me.
I know what you're worth.
That's why
you are where you are.
And you're not a temp teacher
anymore. For now.
Hm?
You're right, honey.
- Oh, I am?
- Thank you.
I got an amazing dress
for the party tonight.
- Yeah.
- I can hardly wait to show you.
You're mine tonight. Mine.
Yes. We need
to celebrate, honey.
Don't worry.
We'll clean it up later.
Hm? Come on.
We'll clean it up later,
sweetheart.
I miss you when you're away.
Sweetheart.
Don't play
that fucking song again.
Okay?
- [KNOCK ON DOOR]
- [FOOTSTEPS APPROACH]
MANCINI: Mr. Forlan.
Going for a walk?
I heard something. I came to...
Hold on.
So?
A problem with the fuse box.
Solved now.
What are you doing here?
I was telling your colleague
I heard something...
- The lights went out.
- What about this?
What were you looking for
in your wife's belongings?
Me? I didn't touch anything.
The victim's phone is missing.
What do you mean by victim?
- It's habit, don't mind him.
- It was here.
It wasn't me.
No, it wasn't you.
Maybe it was one of these guys.
Let's do a door to door
and gather some intel.
Come here, Forlan.
Empty your pockets.
- Come on...
- We don't have all night!
Okay?
- Is that all?
- Yes, it is.
Spread your arms and legs,
if you don't mind.
- What?
- I have to search you.
- You're not...
- Turn around, God damn it!
What the fuck
are you doing, asshole?
- I'm gonna sue you!
- Let him go!
Show me the...
What's this?
What's this?
BRUNO: I found it on the ground.
It has your lab's label.
Our products
can be found anywhere.
You're head of research
at one
of the biggest pharmaceutical...
- What's that got to do with it?
- Calm down!
Are we done? You're keeping me
against my will.
You don't want to know
what happened to your wife?
- Where are you going?
- Can I go to the restroom?
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
Mancini,
have it analyzed. Now.
[THUNDER RUMBLES]
You can't behave like that.
He could really press charges.
I didn't do anything.
- I don't want any trouble.
- It won't happen again.
Want to get suspended again?
I said it won't happen again.
So you said last time.
Next time you'll tell me,
[SARCASTICALLY]
"So you said last time."
You're such a dick!
Why do you hate Forlan so much?
He couldn't care less
about his wife.
He's just a rich asshole.
Fucking rich asshole.
I'll tell you more.
I'm sure
he has something to do with it.
Where the hell are you going?
Look at this bullshit.
How much does this cost?
I don't know.
It's vintage.
About 100.000 euros.
You pay 100k
and you don't get back seats?
Mancini, do you copy?
Go on, Ambrosi.
A fallen oak
is blocking the road.
The firemen are on their way
but it's going to take a while.
[DIANA ON PHONE] The night guard
is Angelo Salvitti,
still in a coma.
[BRUNO ON PHONE]
Does anyone else know?
Like who?
- The police?
- No, not the police.
Whoever stole
Rebecca's phone knows.
DIANA: Shit.
There's something else.
The bottle
popped out of nowhere.
They have it now.
Bruno, I...
I knew it. Fuck!
Honey, did you tell anyone?
Do you think I'm fucking stupid?
What about Gabriella?
What's Gabriella
got to do with it?
Little Miss perfect.
She'd never do that.
Instead, I'm just
some stupid girl.
Who knows who I told?
- You're being irrational.
- And you're an asshole!
[WINDOW SLAMS OPEN]
REBECCA ZUIN IS PLEASED
TO INVITE YOU
TO HER 50TH BIRTHDAY
COSTUME PARTY
I CLOSE MY EYES
AND YOU'RE STILL HERE WITH ME
- ELISABETTA: Sir, are you there?
- Yes.
They're waiting for you
at the table.
I'm coming, Elisabetta.
[GABRIELLA CHUCKLING]
Where are you going?
Stay with me.
The two of us, here.
My sister, your wife,
in the other room.
[CHUCKLES] It's exciting.
[WHISPERS] It's not exciting.
Listen.
- Perhaps It's better if...
- What?
Perhaps it's better if
this doesn't happen again.
Okay?
The other night
you said you loved me.
That was the other night.
The other night.
I'm sorry.
[IMPERCEPTIBLE]
I CLOSE MY EYES
AND YOU'RE STILL HERE WITH ME
Who the fuck is texting you
at night?
What are you doing?
- Who?
- No one. Stop!
- What are you doing?
- Who texted you?
- Give me your phone, asshole!
- Stop!
- Goddammit! Stop!
- Give me the phone!
Fuck! Oh! [BODY THUDS]
Honey?
Honey?
Elisabetta?
Elisabetta?
REBECCA: My husband just
attacked me. He's being violent!
Please, come right away,
I'm scared!
Yes.
I'm losing a lot of blood.
Villa Zuin. Yes.
Please, come right away!
Who the fuck texted you?
Whose fucking number is that?
- Tell me.
- Honey...
Tell me!
[SOFTLY] It's your sister.
I tried to get her to stop,
but I can't. It's your sister.
Stepsister!
Hello? There's no need to come.
It was just a joke. Yes.
I know. You're right. I'm sorry.
[VOICE FADES]
I CLOSE MY EYES
AND YOU ARE STILL WITH ME
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
MANCINI: Forlan?
Forlan? Are you in there?
- Forlan!
- Just a sec!
[BRUNO COUGHING]
- Forlan, you okay?
- I'm about to throw up.
Should I call a doctor?
- [KNOCKS] Are you smoking?
- I'm not. I feel sick.
I need to go home now.
Sorry, but the road is blocked.
It'll take two hours.
Is everything okay?
- Forlan?
- [COUGHING]
[BEEPING]
COSSER: The whole building's
operations depend on this room.
Including
the 15 security cameras.
The door is armored.
Just a few people know
the password to it.
Come with me.
This room would be impenetrable,
if it wasn't for the air duct.
See?
It goes up to the roof.
The grates have been removed.
This one right here,
and that one up there. See?
Someone made their way in
through the air duct.
They cut
the closed circuit wires
and changed the password.
[MANCINI OVER RADIO] Ambrosi?
Ambrosi, do you copy?
Go ahead.
There's something on the roof.
You need to see it.
I'm at the fire door.
There's something here too.
That's probably how they got in
and stole your wife's body.
Can you take the light
out of my face?
I can't.
This is a full-on third degree.
It's part of it.
Please.
A little irony wouldn't hurt,
you know. Follow me.
What are you doing? Come on.
What day is today?
February 8, now. Why?
It's not March 20.
Of 2019.
March 20, 2019.
Twenty zero three two zero
one nine. Two zero zero three
two zero one nine.
That's the password.
The password is a date!
Someone changed the date
on this calendar,
probably the same person
who stole your wife's body.
Why use the singular?
How do you know
it was one person?
It's just a theory.
To get out of here,
you need to open
the armored door,
and you need another password
to turn off the alarm.
Someone messed
with the control panel.
They changed that password, too.
Guess what they used?
Now it's "they."
Well, you brought it up.
March 20, 2019.
It really
doesn't ring any bells?
No, it doesn't.
JOURNALIST: Great. Thank you.
Let's move on.
What does your future
with your new,
young husband look like?
Youth is a gift
that sooner or later
has to be given back.
Unfortunately.
[IMPERCEPTIBLE]
What are you doing here?
The interview?
It's done.
You're unstoppable, honey.
I saw you.
What did you see?
You changed the password.
Why did you pick that date?
You could've used
our wedding day.
This one binds us even closer.
Some things
are better forgotten.
Not this one.
[REBECCA SIGHS DEEPLY]
Do we need to talk about it? Hm?
What do we need to talk about?
We'll end up fighting.
It's not in my interest.
Right?
Right. It's not
in your interest.
Please, get the dog
out of my office.
He drools all over the sofa.
You're in a bad mood, uh?
So...
Come with me.
- What are you doing?
- Come!
Come. It'll take a minute.
Come. [LAUGHS]
Come.
Here.
Ta-dah!
An important piece
for your collection. Huh?
It has less than 1,200 miles.
Do you like it?
I don't know what to say.
You could start
by saying thanks.
Let's forget the bad memories.
We deserve better than that.
COSSER:
Forensics found some DNA traces.
For sure they used
this lift to move
your wife's body
from the basement.
See?
I used "they"
once again. Are you happy?
- Very.
- [CHUCKLES SOFTLY]
What's your shoe size?
Why do you ask?
We found footprints
near the stairs
that go up to the roof.
Is this another
of your fucking theories?
You sadly persist
in the use of foul language.
You're in the presence
of public officials.
It's 10.5.
Thank you.
Was it that difficult?
Mancio?
Mancio!
What's going on?
Let's go.
- Inspector, it's in there.
- COSSER: What a mess.
That way.
[COSSER AND MANCINI
CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY]
BRUNO: "I close my eyes
and you're still here with me."
I found a card with your text.
I can't believe I'm saying this.
Maybe Rebecca is still alive.
What the fuck are you saying?
[DIANA ON PHONE] Bruno?
Bruno, can you hear me?
She's alive, and she's still
playing her fucking jokes.
Are you serious?
Maybe she read
your text on my phone.
Didn't you erase it?
She left my footprints
to frame me
for the theft of her body.
How would she have managed
to do everything by herself?
Exactly. Someone
must've helped her.
Gabriella?
Maybe.
Okay, Bruno. Fuck this.
Fuck the money, everything!
Get out of there.
Let's run away!
[DIANA SIGHS]
Bruno?
Everything okay?
Yeah, fine.
It's my sister-in-law.
She wanted to know...
Phone and unlock code, thanks.
I'm not an expert, but I think
you need a warrant for that.
- It's private property.
- Right.
It got a little wet,
but I guess
you can still read it.
Thanks.
MANCINI: He erased
all incoming and outgoing calls.
Phone records?
Some calls to the sister-in-law
and a few others we're checking.
The last call had no caller ID.
AMBROSI: Inspector?
- Inspector?
- Yeah?
The fire alarm
was set off on purpose.
Probably with this.
We found it in the toilet,
on the smoke detectors.
When I went to get him
in the toilet,
it smelled like smoke.
[PHONE CHIMES]
We have the TH-16 results.
It's a cardio toxin.
Extracted from reptiles.
- It's rarely used in med...
- Mancio!
It can cause heart failure
when injected or ingested.
- Don't push me!
- Come on, move!
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
[THUNDER CRACKS]
REBECCA: Sweetheart?
Sweetheart.
Look at me.
[EERIE MUSIC]
[REBECCA LAUGHS]
Sweetheart.
You're mine tonight.
Mine.
[GASPS]
Bruno. Sweetheart.
[SONG PLAYS DISTANTLY]
[THUNDER CRASHES]
[ITALIAN POP SONG PLAYING]
[SONG PLAYS ON PHONE]
[TURNS OFF SONG]
Rebecca? Is that you?
- [SOFT GROANS]
- [CALL ENDS]
Yari Santucci.
[THUNDER CRACKING]
Open the door!
RECENT CALLS
REBECCA
[LINE RINGING]
[JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING DISTANTLY]
- Forlan, how you doing?
- Here you are!
- Honey!
- Honey.
I already got one for you.
You can have it. I have one.
Who gave it to you?
The boy or the girl?
The boy. Why?
The boy is serving Nebbiolo
and the girl Brunello.
- Who was that?
- Who?
- With the crow mask.
- Oh, the plague doctor.
You were talking
and looking at me.
You don't want to know
who that is.
So?
- He's a new lawyer.
- Your sister wasn't good enough?
Since you're fucking her,
she's not to be trusted, is she?
[MUSIC SUDDENLY STOPS]
- Honey...
- Hm?
[CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY]
- You got it all wrong.
- I want a divorce.
But I have to figure out
how to really hurt you.
I called the best
divorce lawyer in Italy.
That guy.
No more shiny cars.
No more private planes.
No more research
and development.
It's over.
Are you serious?
I'm always serious
when it comes to you,
even if I keep
laughing with you.
You want everyone at your feet,
don't you?
No, I don't want
everyone at my feet.
Oh, no?
I want you at my feet. You!
Let's do it. Why not?
Here I am.
[LAUGHS] I'm at your feet,
you fucking psycho.
[REBECCA LAUGHS]
[REBECCA LAUGHS GLEEFULLY]
You're so stupid!
[GUESTS LAUGH]
REBECCA: You make it too easy.
Of course
you're not fucking my sister!
Fuck you. Who was that, then?
A wife shouldn't share
all her secrets
with her husband.
I don't know all your secrets,
do I?
You have the right
to call a lawyer.
If I were you,
I'd get a good one,
which is not
the one you have right now.
I don't think you want to trust
the stepsister
of the woman you murdered.
What did you say?
We suspect you killed
Rebecca Zuin with TH-16.
A substance you have access to,
since your lab manufactures it.
You then subtracted the body
to avoid a regular autopsy.
You think I'd walk in here
with the murder weapon on me?
And why subtract the body
if TH-16 vanishes in 24 hours?
I'm impressed.
One hour ago you didn't know
anything about TH-16
and now you're suddenly
an expert? Congratulations!
- I was nervous.
- Oh.
You need specific exams
to find traces
of TH-16 in the blood.
Like the one
your sister-in-law requested.
From Gabriella Zuin's documents.
Tenth row, last paragraph.
She sent it to us
a few minutes ago.
When did you last see your wife?
Forlan?
Last night, at the costume party
for her 50th birthday.
We went to sleep
and when I woke up
I didn't notice anything.
I went to work and she...
She was dead.
Elisabetta, the housekeeper,
found her.
Can I ask you
a personal question?
Do you love your wife?
I loved my wife.
Don't you keep loving someone
even after they're dead?
On an abstract level, maybe.
Considering
your wife's sudden death,
your behavior...
That you didn't lose your cool,
well, it makes me think.
Makes me fucking angry, too.
I'm a scientist.
I'm fully aware of
the vulnerability of our body.
We walk side by side with death.
When we least expect it,
it cuts us off.
As the coroner said
about the heart attack
caused by
Rebecca's fear of flying.
You really liked
that theory! Right?
You really liked it!
In the meantime,
I'll show you the evidence
we have on you,
just to speed things up.
Did you know that your wife
had hired
a private investigator?
Ah, so you didn't know! [LAUGHS]
Here are the invoices.
I'll make a guess.
Your wife doesn't trust you
that much anymore.
Maybe she wants a divorce.
She wants to deprive you
of your rights
to the Zuin family's wealth.
So you kill her before
she can drag you before a judge
and make you
a temp teacher again.
A good one,
but a very poor one.
No more research
and development,
no more luxury cars,
no more villa, pool
and fresh juice in the morning.
No more Elisabetta
the housekeeper.
Nothing, nothing at all.
[SIGHS] It goes without saying
that these are
just hypotheses
that need to be verified.
There's one thing
I don't get, though.
Yari Santucci isn't answering
his landline or his mobile.
We're sending agents
to his place,
but if you could
just give me something,
- we could save them a trip.
- Whose house?
See? It's here.
Where are you going?
Wait a minute.
What does this say?
Giulio Amodei.
Did you know him?
Forlan?
- What are you doing?
- That's impossible.
- What are you doing?
- Shut up!
How dare you? You shut up!
Calm down!
Are you done?
Are you done, Forlan?
- Stop!
- It was here.
Shut that asshole in here.
Put someone outside.
Alright, sir.
Marini, do you copy?
[PHONE VIBRATES]
- Hello?
- [BRUNO ON PHONE] Hey.
- Honey, is that you?
- Yes.
What phone are you calling from?
I found it
next to a body in the morgue.
- What?
- All the calls on this phone
come from a single number,
Rebecca's.
But her phone is missing.
The label on the body bag
read "Yari Santucci."
- The police say he's a...
- Private investigator.
How do you know?
Someone left an envelope
while I was at the hospital.
There was a USB stick in it.
There's a file named
"Y-Santucci" in it. Hold on.
BRUNO: What are you saying?
DIANA: I'll show you.
There was also this.
MAN: I'll do it
once she's back from Boston.
They'll think that the flight
caused the heart attack.
Oh, God. They knew everything.
Who did?
Rebecca and Gabriella.
She's in on it.
The police
found Santucci's invoices.
In her papers.
It was either her or Santucci
who sent you the envelope.
They know where you live, honey.
- What?
- You have to get out of there!
Bruno!
They'll arrest you!
They'll take you away
and I won't see you anymore.
If Rebecca is alive,
there's nothing
they can do and they know that.
Nothing bad will happen to you,
I promise.
[PANICKING] What the fuck
do we do now?
Bruno...
There's someone here.
- What do you mean?
- [TEARFULLY] Please!
No, please!
Diana, can you hear me?
No! Help! [SCREAMS]
Honey!
[WOMAN SINGING ON VIDEO]
Happy birthday to Daddy!
COSSER: Honey, stop!
Come on, Carla!
Happy birthday to Daddy!
- COSSER: All fifty of them?
- All of them.
They have ones with numbers.
Yes.
Help me blow them out.
- Hurry up.
- One...
- Two, three...
- [STOPS VIDEO]
AGENT: Stop!
- BRUNO: Let me pass!
- Stop! I said stop!
I have to leave, let me pass!
AGENT: How dare you?
Where are you going?
Get the fuck out!
I have to go home. They need me.
The car keys!
Who needs you?
You're pissing me off now!
- I'm a public official...
- You piece of shit!
I'm filthy rich, I can destroy...
[BODY THUDS]
[BREATHES HEAVILY]
[MONITOR BEEPING]
[COSSER WHISTLES]
Good morning, Princess.
What the fuck...
- You're not right in the head.
- So I'm told.
Get any rest?
In prison
you can rest all you want.
There.
[CHUCKLES]
Who needs you, Forlan?
Before I hit
a home run on your face,
you said, "They need me!"
Who needs you?
MANCINI: What's going on?
Listen.
Salvitti, the night guard,
just came out of his coma.
Lucky, uh?
Or maybe not so lucky.
Depends on your point of view.
Anyway, he had
an interesting story to tell.
Want to hear it?
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
I'm the night guard
at the Zuin
Forensic Science Institute.
[GUNFIRE]
We found this in the basement.
Next to the lift.
Oh, my God!
We found a .32 caliber
in your car.
Five bullets were missing.
We also found a shovel, a cap,
and a pair of shoes, size 10.5.
They match the prints
we found outside.
Go ahead!
COSSER: Not to mention
the blueprints
of the building
we found at your place.
- Is it a good dog, ma'am?
- Yes.
Laila is a good girl, right?
We found this in his office.
Keep searching.
[LAUGHS] The what?
The blueprints.
How do you call them?
The layout.
Do you know
that my wife's family
owns the university
and was planning
to finance new renovations?
That's why I had the blueprints.
What the fuck is this?
I never owned a gun in my life.
What the fuck
are you talking about?
You tell us.
- My wife is alive.
- Forlan...
He's going to drive me crazy,
you know? [LAUGHS]
Do you have proof
that she's dead? A body?
- We don't...
- Because I tried to kill her!
I tried, but she's alive,
she wants you to believe
that I stole her body
and buried it,
- but I didn't.
- MANCINI: Forlan?
Do you realize
what you just said?
You just admitted to murder
but not to disposing
of the body.
Attempted murder.
I'll tell you everything,
but please...
You have to protect
the woman I love.
Your sister-in-law
can protect herself.
I don't give a fuck
about my sister-in-law.
It's Diana Bettini.
Who the fuck is Diana Bettini?
When you tried calling me,
I was at her place,
not at the drugstore.
Please.
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
COSSER: Forlan?
Do you like the setting?
- Quite dramatic.
- Exactly.
[CHIMES]
It happened almost a year ago.
I was teaching
a chemistry course.
And...
Some students
who'd taken a liking to me
invited me to a party.
I thought it could,
I don't know...
That going out would do me good,
as I usually only dined
with 70-year-olds.
I met Diana there.
Maybe you can't understand.
It was
like a bolt from the blue.
We were drawn to each other
in seconds.
I don't think that can happen
many times in a lifetime.
It happens
only once for most of us.
Then, something weird happened.
She ran away
without even
telling me her name.
Excuse me!
Where are you going?
So I tried asking around.
No one seemed to know her.
Remember the girl
who was with me at the party?
Blue eyes, petite.
No, I don't think so.
A week later,
I was back at the university
to teach a course
on Green Chemistry.
Eco-sustainability
in pharmaceutical chemistry.
As we said previously,
the devices used to...
I couldn't stop
thinking about her.
I was about to end the lesson,
when she came in.
- [KNOCK ON DOOR]
- Come in.
Like water, electricity and...
May I?
BRUNO: Yeah.
Hm... We were saying...
She said she'd ran away because
she'd seen me
in a magazine with my wife
and she didn't want
to get involved.
COSSER: Let me guess.
You told her
you were fed up with your wife,
that you were serious,
and that sooner or later
you would've asked
for a divorce.
- [PEOPLE LAUGHING]
- [GABRIELLA SHUSHING]
Let's go back to Diana...
- BRUNO: Bettini.
- Bettini.
We dated for a while.
- Then things got serious.
- Let me guess.
You fell in love.
The most beautiful time
of my life.
[DIANA MOANING]
With Diana I felt alive.
She was different
from anyone I'd ever met before.
I felt I could
tell her everything,
even things
I'd always kept to myself.
We still had
a huge problem, though.
Rebecca.
I wasn't ready to divorce her.
A woman like Rebecca
wouldn't just take everything.
She would've destroyed my life.
- It's not that easy!
- Why?
- Because it takes time!
- That's not true!
She was sick of waiting,
so she left me.
I didn't see her for weeks,
not even at the lessons.
She drove me crazy.
Until, one day, I went to her.
What do you want?
I told her there was a solution.
- We need to talk.
- Still fucking talk?
You say she's a bitch,
that you want to be with me.
But you won't divorce her.
There's no solution.
Yes, there is.
A horrible one.
Why did you hate
your wife so much?
[SCOFFS]
When I think of Rebecca,
I recall
the words of a comedian.
"My wife married me
to get back at a man."
"And I soon found out
that man was me."
At the theater,
everyone was laughing.
Everyone except me.
How did you kill Rebecca Zuin?
How did you kill your wife?
I used TH-16.
A toxin
that causes heart failure.
I put some in my wife's
wine glass last night.
At her birthday party.
Rebecca had
a fatal heart attack.
Fatal apparently.
As a chemist, you were 100% sure
about the toxin's efficacy,
right?
Yes.
Then why do you think
she's still alive?
You said she hired
a private investigator.
So she knew everything
about me and Diana.
She had time to prepare.
She might have switched glasses.
She might have taken
a neuroleptic
to induce a state of catalepsy.
Some of them
can simulate heart failure.
Once metabolized,
the body goes back to normal.
Quite an imaginative plan.
Risky, too.
Not for Rebecca.
She likes playing games.
But she couldn't have done this
all on her own.
Who helped her?
[SCOFFS] It's obvious,
Inspector.
Gabriella shot the night guard,
without intent to kill.
She couldn't have foreseen
he'd get hit by a car.
Rebecca has the power,
the money and the intelligence
to do whatever she wants.
Including vanishing
without a trace.
No, it doesn't hold up.
It's a plan based on sheer luck.
Or on bad luck. Right?
BOTH: Depends
on your point of view.
[LAUGHS]
Well done, Forlan.
It was all planned in order
to force me to confess.
She used
the only leverage possible.
Diana. The only woman
she could never control.
If it's not too late for her...
She'll say I was at her place
when the night guard ran away.
I never wanted to involve her,
but I see no alternative.
I need to know
that Diana is okay.
Could you send someone?
Please.
[WHISPERING]
The body of a woman was found.
There might be a connection.
We're surrounding the area.
Forensics are on their way.
We must move now.
Yeah. Green
and illegal protocols,
risks and sustainable solutions.
Another prick
trying to convince me to
throw away millions of euros
to convert my company.
It's not polite to spy
on other people's phone calls.
Belittling other people's work
is even less polite.
Okay, Larry.
Let's talk later on.
So, you really believe that?
Who knows? Maybe the speaker
will be able to convince me.
[SMIRKS] I highly doubt that.
Can I have a glass of wine?
What subject
would you prefer, if I may?
They could scientifically
demonstrate
the existence of God.
Way more interesting
than micro plastics.
Yeah, interesting. But hard.
Love and God
are difficult subjects.
Love isn't.
- Really?
- Yeah.
It's regulated
by phenethylamine.
What's that?
An amphetamine we produce,
responsible for elation
and euphoria.
You become infatuated
when the neurons
of the limbic system
are saturated or excited by it.
Nerve terminals
adapt to the stimulation,
or hormone levels decrease.
Then the attraction fades
because attachment takes over.
A new chemical balance emerges,
wherein endorphin
calms us,
it calms our mind and body.
That's when
oxytocin enters the stage
pushing us
to look for physical contact.
Who are you?
Excuse me.
- Doctor Forlan, we're ready.
- Yes.
Bruno Forlan,
just another prick. You?
I'm Rebecca.
The one who pays for all this.
Good to know.
Good luck!
Thanks.
Good morning.
[PHONE VIBRATING]
Yes, tell me.
AMBROSI: We found the door open.
The place is rented out
to Bruno Forlan.
There is no trace
of this Diana Bettini.
He said she was afraid,
maybe she ran away.
If she was here,
she didn't run away,
she moved house.
AGENT: Do you come here often?
Yeah, every morning.
- What about the yellow fridge?
- It's been there for a while.
- Thanks.
- You're welcome.
Pull her out.
That guy found her.
He was out walking his dog.
Mm.
Forlan's house
is half a mile from here.
[GAGS]
[COUGHS]
COSSER: You okay?
Your sister-in-law
was home all night.
You know who can confirm that?
Elisabetta, the housemaid,
the one
who makes the fresh juice.
And there was
no trace of Diana Bettini.
In your house. Your house!
Nothing whatsoever.
We checked
the university records
and there's no one by that name.
You know why?
Because she doesn't exist,
Forlan.
- No.
- You made her up,
just like you made up
the complicity
between your wife
and her sister.
I didn't make anything up.
They're trying to frame me.
Cut the bullshit, Forlan!
I can't take this shit anymore!
I'm going to ask you something
and I want a straight answer.
You really thought
you could pretend
to be insane
and get away with it?
Kick out photographers,
onlookers,
journalists, everyone.
Cuff him, please.
Goodbye, Forlan.
Come on.
Let's go.
- Forlan, let's go.
- No, don't.
- Let's go. Come on.
- Come on.
- AGENT 1:Come on, Forlan.
- AGENT 2: Move!
[GRUNTS]
Where is he going?
Hey, catch him!
Let me go!
Let me go, you piece of shit!
- Let me go!
- AGENT: Don't move.
Let me go!
Let me go.
- Let me go!
- Stop it!
Let me... Hey! [SCREAMS]
[KEYS JANGLING]
You have visitors, Forlan.
[BRUNO HUMMING]
Inspector.
Forlan.
You're looking good.
- I can't say the same for you.
- [CHUCKLES]
How are you doing, Forlan?
You really want to know?
[BOTH LAUGH]
I thought so.
Can we avoid the formalities?
We've known each other
long enough.
Sure.
Yeah.
What happened to your face?
To your hand?
[SPUTTERS] Well...
I slipped.
You know how it works.
I hit the wall.
Three times this week.
- Too much wax on the floor.
- Exactly.
Twenty-five years.
You must be happy.
[SIGHS] It's not like
they gave me a medal.
I'll be one of the few
who serves
a whole sentence in Italy.
If I make it out alive.
You have to get smart.
Get on the good side
of the meanest one of all.
The others will calm down
and leave you alone.
Eh.
Sometimes I think
that I really killed her.
- [REBECCA HUMS]
- With my silence.
With my thoughts.
With my betrayals.
The envy I felt for her.
[LAUGHS]
At times I miss her.
Don't dwell on it too much
or you'll end up like me.
I often think
I killed my wife too.
Unlike you...
I didn't do it.
But...
I somehow feel responsible.
Did you love her?
Very much.
Just focus on that.
[GRUNTS]
Oh. [SNIFFLES]
You know?
Some things...
I remember clearly.
Others are just random details.
My wife died in a car accident.
I don't know if I told you.
[LOUD CRASH]
We were in the car.
We were fighting because
I'd been suspended again.
We couldn't afford
to lose my pay.
She was furious.
She said I had to see someone,
that I had
anger-management issues.
[LAUGHS]
She was right.
My colleagues are right, too.
Everyone's right.
But I never ever laid
a hand on my wife.
Not once, ever.
Then there's these random,
scattered details.
The red light.
The seat belt...
She had unfastened
her seat belt in order to
fight better. [CHUCKLES]
Sometimes...
I can still remember the smells.
The gas.
My wife's blood.
Veronica, honey... Veronica!
Veronica!
It's ten years today.
March 20, 2019.
Ring any bells?
What the fuck
are you talking about?
There was this song
playing really loud...
[HUMMING]
Cold hands
Holding yours
White doves of farewell
This is a sad day for me
Today you'll be done with me
And I'm so fragile
[ORIGINAL SONG PLAYS]
- REBECCA: Watch out!
- BRUNO: Jesus!
Help!
[MUSIC STOPS]
She died before
the ambulance got there.
It was all too sudden.
I couldn't see anything.
Are you hurt?
My daughter Carla, she did...
Speaking of whom...
That's her name.
Although Diana
wasn't a bad name either.
- She remembered color and make.
- Where are you going?
- Nobody saw us.
- That's it.
We looked for it
for a long time.
A green convertible.
And...
And a blurred face.
[CRYING AND GROANING]
Until one night, just a few days
before leaving for Madrid,
where she was going
to study Art,
she goes to a party,
and guess who she meets?
Bruno Forlan.
BRUNO: Do you like the sea?
Nice, isn't it?
She came home screaming.
She was desperate.
She told me everything.
I was confused at first,
I couldn't understand
how it could be possible.
Talk to me!
- I found him!
- Who?
- The man I...
- Calm down. Calm down.
- Calm down.
- I saw his face.
Then she had a sort of epiphany.
She realized what she had to...
What we both had to do.
[CARLA CRYING]
He must pay for it.
He killed my mom.
God, or the Devil,
was giving us a chance.
Do you have
any idea what it meant
for my daughter
to spend so much time,
and in such a deep way,
at the side
of her mother's killer?
To fuck him?
A wounded woman
harbors the patience
of all the saints inside her.
I only have a flash
of the actual impact.
She told me to run.
Diana, can you hear me?
[SCREAMING]
As for me...
I had nothing left,
and I was ready to do anything.
Rebecca?
[WHIMPERING]
After that,
things didn't go so well though.
[CHUCKLING]
You thought you had figured out
the perfect plan.
Look at us.
- What we achieved.
- I'm sorry. I wanted to stop.
I wanted to stop and save her.
Nobody saw us! Let's go.
Come on, come on!
But Rebecca didn't want to.
Rebecca...
Rebecca.
[SCREAMING]
Why didn't you
kill me right away?
My wife didn't die right away.
She went through a slow agony.
If you had stopped to help us,
maybe she'd still be alive.
Sometimes,
people have to first
lose everything,
so they can appreciate
just what they had.
Hm?
Now that I've taken
everything you have,
you have my permission to die.
Goodbye, Forlan.
[PROGRESSIVE ROCK SONG PLAYING]
Sir...