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one word each.

It's a bit of a primitive system,

but thanks all the same.

But we didn't write anything, Captain.

OK... but in order to continue,

I have to know more.

And what should we tell you?

Take a look at this lovely map.

There are many flags - black, red and green.

The black flags are for unsolved murders,

red for the ones we're still investigating,

and green for the cases which have

been resolved and punished.

There still aren't many of those...!

The murder of your brother has a red ag.

It's up to you to turn it green.

- So?

- I see a lot more of the black flags, Captain.

You're saying that you won't talk

because the killers are still on the loose,

but the killers are on the loose

because you won'! talk!

And now we're back at the start again!

Fine...

Your letter will remain anonymous;

I don'! want you living in fear.

You can go.

- Our respects, Captain.

- Good day.

Rosa Nicolosi.

Captain, it's Rosa Nicolosi.

Come in, come in.

Come on in, Rosa.

Have a seal. Don't worry,

nobody can see you.

Aren't you going to ask me anything?

I didn't summon you.

I have nothing to ask you.

He didn't come back...

You said that sometimes

he doesn't return...

You weren't worried then...

so why are you worried now?

It's been four days.

OK. Marshal, let's get someone

to look for this Nicolosi.

Yes, sir.

But where should we look?

Far away, or here nearby?

- Has anyone threatened you?

- My husband has a clean record.

I know, I know... but it's difficult

to look for a needle in a haystack,

and your husband, in Sicily...

is like a needle.

Maybe at this moment your

husband needs help...? A lot of help.

And what's his wife doing?

She's silent. Doesn't want to help.

- Just what kind of wife is she?

- I'd give my blood for him.

The other morning near your house

there were four rifle shots.

Where was your husband

when they were fired?

Now then Rosa, we're all alone.

No-one can see us.

We won't write anything down.

So then, where was your husband?

- He left early... at five.

- In the dark?

- Yes.

- Did you hear the shots?

- Yes, I did.

- Did you take a look outside?

No, I thought that it was just a hunter.

- But it's not the hunting season.

- And how should I know...?

- Where did your husband go?

- To look for work.

- At the building sites?

- Maybe...

So when we saw you that morning

on the road you were looking for him?

- No... I was looking for...

- Chicory and cabbages...

Well, perhaps he disappeared

for another reason?

And if so Rosa, maybe

sometime you'll tell me, OK'?

- It appears that she has a lover.

- Says who?

Don Ciccio the barber -

he told Corporal Torres.

Seems everyone knows about it.

If you'll excuse me, I have to go.

My daughter's alone at home.

Very well.

- Captain, promise me you'll look for him?

- We'll look for him.

God bless you.

- And who is this lover? - Well, they didn't say,

but it's clear it's not Rosa's first time.

So, it's a woman they gossip about.

What else do you know?

They also say that her head is

full of strange ideas.

One time she left home to go to

Palermo to be a shop assistant.

Well, I'd hardly call that a scandal.

It's a job like any other.

Sure. But such a beautiful woman

must be unhappy to be the wife of an idler.

- So why did she marry him?

- She got pregnant at 16 years old.

- I understand...

- And where's she going?

To Don Mariano Arena.

A wealthy man...

he has a daughter studying in Switzerland

and a fat bank account.

A high-flyer who's made it big.

A woman's here; she's saying she wants

to speak to you. She's in the from room.

My respects...

- Who are you'?

- Rosa Nicolosi, Tano Nicolosi's wife.

And what do you want from me?

Sorry, but my husband hasn't been

back home for four days.

And you've come to look for him here?

No, I was just thinking that if you wanted,

you could help me to find him?

Why not go to the Carabinieri?

They're the ones who look for missing people.

I've already been to the Carabinieri.

You did good.

It's your duty.

I told them that my husband hadn't

returned... nothing else.

I didn't tell them what I could have.

I didn't name anyone.

And what can I do?

If I see your husband,

I'll tell him not to make you worry.

We've always voted

like you wanted us to.

Good. Santuzza!

Come here, Rosa.

Give something to this good woman,

she has a young girl.

Give her one of our hens, OK?

Wait, Rosa.

Ah, give it here!

Here. Eat it tomorrow, OK?

Wait, I'll give you

some jars of marmalade loo.

Take these.

- Now, go back home and don't worry, OK?

- God bless you.

Beautiful woman. All beautiful-

the hips... the breasts...

It's odd... that just today Don Ciccio the

barber wants us to know...

that Nicolosi had a lover.

Don't you believe him?

Look, I'm not exactly left enchanted

by Rosa Nicolosi's ways...

Maybe she's a liar, or just very cunning.

But what I'd like to know

is if they're going...

to start playing tricks to try and

change the motive of the crime.

Which is?

What can you find very cheap

here in Sicily?

What thing can be found at the

street corners or on the stalls?

- I don't know.

- Honour. Honour, Marshal!

It's the answer to it all.

We must look for Nicolosi at once,

and pull those horns off of his head!

- Very well.

- Marshal, you have a son studying engineering, right'?

- Yes, why? What's happened?

- Are you afraid of the Carabinieri too?

- No! That would be the last straw!

Excuse me, but have you taken exams

in construction?

- Of course!

- He got the highest marks!

I want to prove that everyone around

here stole, except for Colasberna.

That is - poor construction

and falsified technical data.

You'll need a civil engineer, an expert.

I'm only a student.

If I wait for the court to appoint an expert...

the investigation will also be at a

standstill for a year.

If the State mechanism isn't working,

it's not the fault of me or my generation.

Captain, my son didn't follow in my footsteps,

he only thinks about his degree.

Yes, I can see!

And when he finishes his studies...

his employers will be those that

build these roads.

- And if there's a killer amongst them?

- It's not up to engineers to look for killers.

It's up to us all!

If you don't need me anymore...

Bye, dad.

Colasberna wanted things to be clean.

He was stubborn.

He didn't want to pay for protection.

And he refused to blackmail.

Captain!

But those who pay protection know

that they'll never get inspected,

therefore they can go on quietly building

their bridges with manure!

If we don't gel rid of these people,

they'll kill someone else.

And in the meantime we're still looking

for Colasberna's killer.

And this is my fear above all,

that it's not the last of the killings.

This one's capable of coming

here every day to gel on our nerves.

- Add a bit more cement!

- OK.

Without anonymous letters or informers,

we'd be going around in circles...

and you know that, Captain.

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