03x04 - In Loco Parentis

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Are you going to spend the entire holiday behind your newspaper?

Ecco. (Voilà.)

Happy?

Sì.

Time for my run.

Sun is still too strong.

Ah, nonsense.

Takes work to look this good.

I love you, you know?

I know.

Have a good run.

Hold the lift!

Thanks.

Good morning.

Any idea why they called us in so early?

A hit on a judge.

Yeah, just came in.

I don't suppose you've had any luck with that task?

Hmm?

The medallion.

Oh, nothing yet. Sorry, man.

Requires more digging, but I've been a little busy.

I'd really appreciate it.

Sure.

Our victim is Gianni Pacetti.

Age 52, a prominent judge from Peruggia.

He was on holiday with his wife.

He was sh*t through the heart. A drive-by sh**ting.

Broad day light, there are no witnesses.

Pacetti is well-regarded.

Known for prosecuting the families.

They stopped hitting judges back in the 90s.

Well, there has been a couple of attempts, but the last one was in 2000.

It was the car b*mb that k*lled four anti-mafia magistrates.

The Italian government vowed that it would never allow it to happen again.

It says here the judge was sh*t with a .45 calibre revolver.

It was wiped down so there's no prints.

The serial number was shaved off.

It was left behind at the scene.

It does look like the mafia's M.O.

Our k*ller may have taken a souvenir.

Why?

A tan line.

This man was wearing a watch.

If he did it wasn't found at the scene.

I have a contact that might be helpful in the tribunale de Peruggia.

Great.

You and Arabela go there, see if you can figure out who the late judge may have pissed off in the mafia. Sebastian, I want you to go through all of his court cases. Ellie you're with him.

Luke, with me, we're gonna talk to Pacetti's family.

You're going to tell me what's going on?

I've spoken with the prime minister in Rome, if the mafia is behind the death of this judge, then there'll be... repercussions.

I'm Inspector Strand.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

Thank you.

I know that this is a difficult time, but any insight you have may help us find your husband's k*ller.

Because of his job, my father had many enemies.

The mafia made an attempt on his life after he sent one of the bosses to prison.

What happened?

The car b*mb was a dud.

It was awful.

Carlo was only 14.

Mama begged him to stop pursuing the families, but he'd never gave up.

Did anyone know he was going for a run?

He always went jogging at 4pm.

He used to be in the m*llitary. He liked routine.

I was waiting for him to return, he was never gone long.

Did your father wear a watch?

Zerographe. One of Rolex's first models.

I'm afraid it wasn't on his wrist.

What?

We think it may have been stolen by the perpetrator.

Do you have a picture?

I had it repaired last year?

I should have a photo.

Lasciami fare, Mamma.

I can do it.

No one makes you feel more incompetent than your own children.

There it is.

Nice piece.

He never took it off.

We'll do our best to retrieve it for you.

Will you send this to me?

Looks like Pacetti was presiding over a drug trafficking operation from Italy to Oslo.

The supplier he was trying to prosecute is called Bandar Tartalia?

Pacetti sent the head of that family to prison.

Good enough reason to have him taken out.

Nice bag.

Is Erik here?

Oh no, he's at school.

Without his sport kit, or lunch.

Well why don't you get reception to bike it over?

Pretty cool having your lunch delivered from the ICC.

_

Yeah. Thanks.

Carine?

Hey, Sebastian, any joy?

Uh, Pacetti was fighting the good fight.

Against one particular mafia family.

He convicted their boss, Luciano Lucarelli.

When?

In March 2009.

That's right about when they said there was an attempt on his life.

Marco was right. He did wear a watch.

Not just any watch. It was a Rolex Zerographe.

Wow.

A piece that rare should float to the surface.

I sent you a photo. Check your email.

Nice.

Check online market places, and Ellie, get the word out to local pawnshops and classified advertisement.

If they are smart, they'll try to sell it on the Dark Web.

You mean like Silk Road?

No, the FBI closed them down last year. Now it's, uh...

Evolution or Miras.

Anywhere with heavy encryptions for anonymity.

So, even if we find the watch, you might not be able to trace the seller?

It's not impossible. There's always a way to get around the system.

Legally?

The FBI wasn't prosecuted, so... it's a bit of a grey area, really.

All the same.

Get the clearance. We need to be by the book on this one.

Emma Pacetti didn't seem to want her son to see what was on her phone.

Ellie?

Can you check her out?

On it now.

So you admit you had a motive to k*ll the judge, Señor Lucarelli?

I have lost no sleep over the judge's death.

But I had nothing to do with it.

Just like you had nothing to do with the m*ssacre of Vilas Joe Gofoli.

Or the k*lling of the Palermo chief of police 12 years ago?

She's good, but what a bigmouth, right?

I wish I could return the compliment.

A hit on a judge is bad for business.

Un-touristic.

Having a drug ring shut down is bad for business.

And well worth the risk.

Grazie.

I'm retired.

But you're still running the family, and the drug trade from in here.

How?

People follow me around, listen to every conversation, tap every phone call.

Anything you've heard is only propaganda.

My efforts to keep my professional reputation.

My sentence was cut by 18 months, for good behaviour.

In private, I simply wish to go home, and play with my grandchildren.

Perhaps.

But all the time, money and blood, put in to wrestling control of the heroin trade and now, Judge Pacetti comes along, to close it down with this case.

There was no case.

Pacetti knew this.

Look at it and you'll see, I didn't need to lift a finger.

And when you lift a finger, people die.

Pacetti wasn't worth the trouble.

Carine?

Where are you?

Headed back to the office.

Arabela and Marco interviewed Lucarelli, he claims he's innocent.

Well, of course he does.

None of this surprises you, does it, Michel?

Be patient, Carine.

Miss Clerkenwell.

Mr. Dorn.

How lovely it was for you to have taken time from your vacation to have this little chat with me.

It isn't everyday the ICC's chief prosecutor asks to see me.

But that it could be everyday.

How are you, dear Jane?

Enjoying my holiday.

But I assume you didn't fly down here for the sunshine.

No, Gianni Pacetti, the Italian judge of mafia convictions fame has been m*rder*d.

Perhaps assassinated.

Yes. Awful business that.

The prevailing theory is that Pacetti's death was ordered by a mafia boss.

I may have heard that.

Have you heard that certain Italian politicians are demanding that their government responds with a merciless crackdown?

And your point?

My point is that there are a dozen undercover agents embedded in Calabria.

A few of them, being yours from MI6.

We have worked unswervingly for years to provide us with the evidence that we needed to prosecute and convict those mafia bosses.

This crackdown were to occur all their work, and quite possibly their lives, would be lost.

Tell me what you want.

Confirmation.

From the eyes and ears you have on the ground there. I need to know whether the mafia has any discernible connection to this m*rder.

Well, your team is investigating on this?

Yes they are.

But I am under pressure from Rome.

If we do not have an arrest within 24 hours, we will not be able to restrain them.

Hmm.

What do I get in return?

Jane... most of these agents are yours.

Be that as it may, there is such a thing as the Official Secrets Act.

Dinner.

I am looking for a quid pro quo.

How many quid is your quo going to cost me?

When the time comes, I'll let you know.

Wow.

Señor Pacetti spent a lot of money on spa treatments, dinners out and hotel suites.

It's all right for some.

That's sort of sweet, isn't it?

Romantic that they still did those things together.

If they were together.

Cynic.

Check the husband's diary.

Fine, I will. I've got it here.

Anyway, have you got anything on the watch?

No, nothing yet.

Is that an RPG for sale?

Why, you interested?

Welcome to the Dark Web.

Where evil does its online shopping.

Mercy piece for MDMA.

Hitman for hire.

Oh my God.

What?

You were right.

Señora Pacetti was away on romantic weekends, while her husband was in court.

Carine was right about her having something to hide. She has a lover.

And more than that.

She has a motive.

Tell me about Piero Alecastro.

He's a friend.

A friend you've called over 500 times in the last 3 months.

We were having an affair.

It's over now.

Did your husband know?

Yes.

We were working through it.

I suppose you find this all very tasteless.

You know what I find tasteless?

Picking through the details of other people's lives like this.

You're wasting your time.

Most murders come out of intimate personal conflict.

I loved my husband.

You find that hard to imagine.

Are you married, Inspector?

No.

You're still young.

Are you in love?

Hmm. The older one is then the one realises how strange love is.

How many different forms it takes.

How it causes pain.

Gianni's work was his passion.

He was single-minded.

He had his little secrets too.

And Piero?

Is he the jealous type?

No.

He had no desire to break up our marriage.

I'm sure he'd be telling you all this himself.

Thank you for your time, Señora Pacetti Emma, please.

Can I ask you something?

Sure.

Please, don't tell Carlo.

When it comes to love the young are so much more idealistic than the old.

I was here, working.

You can ask my team.

Their job doesn't count many spare hours.

And those spare hours, you like to spend with Señora Pacetti.

Va bene.

I used to. When she was free.

When did you last see her?

Three weeks ago. Haven't heard from her since.

I thought she had a change of heart.

I know what you're thinking.

That I bumped him off so we could be together.

What would be the point?

I know what I am to her.

A distraction.

Did the two of you ever discuss her marriage?

Sometimes.

Her husband could be a difficult prick.

He had a very good reputation professionally.

Señor.

Vale.

He was very well liked.

Look, I'm just telling you what I know.

People are different behind closed doors.

And?

She said he was controlling.

I'm sure he hit her once or twice.

Got it.

It's a Rolex Zerographe from 1937.

It's got to be Pacetti's.

The seller's asking for 100,000 Euros.

Yeah. Fraction of its value.

Can you track the seller?

I made an offer in an attempt to get him to engage in conversation.

I've set up a fake IM account for him to respond to it.

Sebastian's found the anonymous seller.

We think he might be Pacetti's Rolex.

Great.

Tracking him now.

Got him through his Bitcoin account.

He's in Italy.

Traced him to a tower in Ancona.

Via Belvederino, 932.

OK, good.

Looks like we've found our fence.

Hands up!

Now.

Quite an operation you're running here.

Lidocaine, passports, credit cards.

And... this watch.

A Rolex.

Rush this to the forensics lab.

Velocemente.

Sì, chef.

Where did you get it from?

I found it. In the street.

Oh, I wanna know the street where I can find a $400,000 watch. Sounds like a place I wanna visit.

I'm just lucky.

Debatable.

Since this watch was stolen from a m*rder*d man's wrist, just yesterday.

I... I don't know anything about a m*rder.

I... I didn't k*ll anyone!

Then who gave it to you?

Look, I... I'm just the middle man.

Just the middle man.

You think a jury will buy his story?

After our beloved judge was so brutally m*rder*d.

How lucky are you feeling?

Nice work, Sebastian.

Thanks.

I've been meaning to talk to you.

Yeah?

I know we didn't get off to the best start.

Well, you hacked Luke's phone.

I think you're brilliant, Sebastian.

But you are a law enforcement officer, and you may get a habit of ignoring the law.

I understand.

I apologize.

What about the medallion I'm researching for Marco?

What about it?

It's not part of any ICC investigation that I'm aware of.

No, it's a separate matter.

You have my OK to do anything you can to help Marco with his sister.

His sister?

What's it got to do with his sister?

Marco?

The guy who gave the watch to our fence is called Romano Acerbi.

OK, I'll get Sebastian on it.

I know where he lives.

I'm outside his flat right now.

OK.

Hate to miss the party.

You miss me?

Like a hole in the head.

Just want to talk Romano.

Obviously not the talking type.

Clear.

He's running!

I'll take the front.

What's that?

He's on the roof.

We need this clown alive.

Best of luck with that.

OK, let's box him in.

Cover with fire.

Go!

He's out!

Stop!

Hey! Stop!

Give it up!

Romano!

No! No!

That was a bit hairy, wasn't it?

You all right?

Yeah.

When I saw him fall, for a moment I, um... thought it was you.

Can't get rid of me that easily.

It's good to know you've so much faith in my skills though.

Not a good idea.

What?

Work life, home life. Get them separate.

What? You think I'm... with her?

Come on, it's like she...

It's not like that. She's a... she's a mate.

She's...

Just... just save it.

Look what I found in Romano's apartment. 38,000 Euros.

A good price for a hit on a judge, uh?

Who's that?

Romano Acerbi. Age 20.

Forensics found Pacetti's blood on his watch.

That puts him at the scene, but we don't know why he did it.

We know next to nothing about him.

Well, troubled youth, expelled from school, increased criminal activity.

Yes, but nothing in this league before.

Look, The coroner in Ancona sent over some photos of the body.

Is that a tattoo?

Uh, mark of g*ng perhaps?

Well, certainly an insignia.

Check it out.

So, this is our k*ller?

Yes, but he isn't an opportunist thief, this was a planned assassination.

Marco found the entire ransom in his apartment.

If it wasn't mafia...

No, it wasn't mafia.

It was just made to look like it was.

Marco said they found 38,000 in cash in Romano's apartment, right?

Yes.

Hold on.

Señora Pacetti made cash withdrawals that totalled 38,000 Euros in the past week.

Proving cash exchanged hands is next to impossible.

Sebastian, have forensics in Ancona see if they can pull any prints off of the bills.

Will do.

Nice work, Ellie.

Señora Pacetti.

I told you, Emma.

This is Inspector Costante.

We have some information about the death of your husband.

We found the man who sh*t him.

Oh my God.

Who?

Well, we don't have much on him.

He d*ed defying arrest.

Why did he hurt Gianni?

Well, we think he was paid.

By whom?

We also spoke to Piero... who implied your husband was a difficult man.

He was.

I think it's common in great men.

He was also kind.

He was known for his sense of humour.

It is also common in great men, they keep one face for the public and another one behind closed doors.

I think he mellowed as he aged.

Perhaps we both did.

Did he ever hurt you?

Certainly not.

Thing is, we found 38,000 Euros in the perpetrator's flat.

And there were withdrawals amounting to that sum from your account in the last week.

Well, that's nothing unusual.

I like to shop.

So your prints will not be found on any of those bills?

I sincerely doubt it.

And you never met Romano Acerbi?

No.

She's lying.

Yep.

But I don't think that she did it.

Did you see it?

The m*llitary crest Carlo was wearing in that photograph?

Look familiar?

Yeah.

That connects Romano to Carlo.

I saw genuine shock on her face.

She's trying to protect her son.

We need to get a tap on her phone right now.

She'll be calling him any time.

Carlo Pacetti went to Mazzini m*llitary Academy.

Yeah, parents of a 16-year-old sued after their son was branded by a senior student.

I mean, it's famous for bullying.

Bring up the academy class list from 4 years ago.

OK.

Carlo's class list 2010 to 2011.

Luis Gianni...

Santino Cresta, Federico Guerri, Enzo Bollato.

Romano.

Romano Acerbi.

Carlo and Romano were classmates.

Where's Carine?

Oh, I think she's with Dorn.

Sorry. I'm going permission for a phone tap on Emma Pacetti's line. Right now.

Do it.

I can't get a hit on Carlo's phone.

Why?

Looks like it's been turned off all day.

Well, try something else then.

Already did. I've connected to Señora Pacetti's direct line.

Any call she makes will be audible to us.

Good.

Friendly reminder: we can only listen to calls to or from Carlo.

Carine...

Right, of course.

She's making a call.

It's to Carlo's cell.

Hey. It's Carlo.

Leave a message.

Carlo, it's Mama.

Please.

Please, call me.

Well, we can't locate him with that.

Nope. Not with his phone shut down.

Señora Pacetti's receiving a call.

It's from a prepaid phone.

Mama?

Carlo, where are you?

I'm tracking him now.

Police came to visit...

I should be able to get his location.

... asking me questions about the money.

I can explain.

Why did you need it?

Please?

Please tell me.

It's nothing to worry about.

They're saying Romano k*lled Papa.

Is that true?

Please, tell me.

I promise I'll explain.

I can't right now.

Got him.

He's on his way to Rome.

OK.

I love you, Mama.

I love you too.

How much heartbreak can one woman take?

She hasn't hung up yet.

Find my son.

But don't hurt him.

Hey, wait!

Marco!

Stop!

Stop!

I said stop!

No! Don't sh**t!

Come on.

What have you got on Carlo and Romano?

At Mazzini, both Romano and Carlo had disciplinary marks.

Insubordination, disorderly conduct, conduct unbecoming.

Looks like Romano was expelled in their second year.

What for?

Disciplinary file says he was smoking pot on academy grounds and Carlo was caught smoking with him.

But Carlo wasn't expelled.

No.

Only Romano.

So, Carlo's father cut a deal with the academy, and Romano was sent packing.

While Carlo lives off his wealthy family.

Actually, from Carlo's bank statements, his father had recently stopped his allowance.

That's why he went to his mom for the money.

Seems like a pretty extreme reaction to resort to m*rder.

Whatever went on at that school.

Nah, there's more to this than money, it's...

Ellie, would you mind pulling up the medical records for the Pacetti family for me?

Why run?

I was freaked out.

My father'd just been m*rder*d, and you've been arresting my mother.

Let's talk about Romano.

He was your friend, right?

I see him from time to time.

He comes around asking me for help.

My father taught us we must be generous.

There's generous, and then there's 38,000 Euros.

We found your fingerprints on the bank notes.

I gave him the money.

He said his grandmother needed for an operation.

He promised to pay me back.

And yet, he stole your father's watch.

Risked selling it for 100,000 Euros.

Why?

Did he just get greedy?

Romano noticed Papa's watch when he came to visit me at the academy.

He'd go on and on about it.

That's clearly why he k*lled my father.

Hmm.

Sit tight.

He's a judge's son.

He knows that at best our case is circumstantial.

Even the prints on the bills didn't phase him.

Hey.

Got your text.

What did you find?

I searched multiple databases.

Nothing hit, but, then I found these.

Hungarian police documents.

They mention a medallion just like the one you gave me.

In what context?

An organized kidnapping ring was busted in Budapest.

Hungarian Roma.

They used this medallion as a token of... membership.

Who'd they kidnap?

Western European children.

Sold them on the black market adoption network to Europe and the States.

This is from 1989.

I know.

The trail's a bit cold.

You think?

Still, your sister could have been one of them.

She went missing in 1983, right?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry there isn't more.

No, it's OK.

But you're gonna keep digging, right?

I...

I don't know how much more there is to find, but...

Yeah, sure, I'll try.

You do that.

Any luck?

Well, the kid went to m*llitary school.

He's used to being pressurized and not budging.

You're concerned?

You can get him to implicate himself, can't you?

Let me take a cr*ck at it.

Let's talk about this.

Were you there when they did this to your friend Romano?

That must have hurt.

Did he scream?

While you were there you broke your collarbone.

And a couple of ribs.

You were in the infirmary for a week.

That was an accident, was it?

'Cause that's what he says here.

sh*t like that happened at Mazzini.

It's no big deal.

Some could take it.

Some like Romano, couldn't.

He cracked.

Did your dad know?

He said I should stick it out.

Said if I couldn't I was weak.

Well, maybe he was right.

I mean...

You watched your friend being abused and you just stood there and let it happen.

Maybe you are just weak.

You and your mum, you're close, right?

Don't worry, you don't have to say anything, I know the answer.

I saw for myself when we came to ask you questions.

You were sweet with her.

Protective.

I... I used to be the same with my mum.

I'll tell you something, it's a good thing that she isn't alive today.

'Cause she would not have know what to do with an iPhone.

See, I had to protect my mum.

Is he playing him?

Not sure.

My dad, he was a bad drinker, and he had these fat knuckles...

My father never b*at me!

I'm not saying that he did, mate.

He was a good man!

Yeah.

On good days, so was mine.

He was charismatic as hell.

But he had one face for the world, and he had another at home.

Now I'm just guessing, but, I think that your dad was cruel to you.

Cruel to your mum.

I can see it in her eyes.

She got bashed about a bit too, didn't she?

Your mum... dislocated shoulder, concussions, fractured jaw a couple years back.

And then, three weeks ago, couple of broken ribs.

The holiday that your dad took her on, was that his way of saying "sorry"?

You're just the same as him, aren't you?

Let her take the flak for this?

My mother didn't do anything.

Well, those bank notes that we found at your Romano's flat, had your fingerprints on them, same as hers and the prosecutor might easily argue that the two of you paid him together.

She didn't!

She didn't hurt anyone!

But you're gonna let her take the flak for this?

Your dad was right, you are weak.

But you can't!

We're gonna have to bring in your mum and charge her.

You leave her out of this!

I told Romano to do it!

I wanted him dead!

I told the bastard to keep his hands off her!

Then look what he f*cking did!

Look!

You OK?

Berger?

You know that we could not use in court whatever you overheard today, but you would continue to listen, yes?

Yeah, sure.

Good.

You did good work today.

I hope you'll tell Carine that.

I know you think that she is hard on you, but, she is equally hard on herself.

I know that.

She's always the last one to leave the office at night.

And the first one here in the morning. What is this?

Is this yours?

That is some evidence Marco gave me.

Pertaining to what?

The man who abducted his sister.

Does Carine know about this?

Yeah, she does.

She does?

Thank you.

Bene.

Sono molto contento di questa notizia.

Sì.

Grazie.

Arrivederla.

Rome?

The prime minister's office.

They are satisfied that the mafia had nothing to do with the judge's m*rder.

We have effectively saved the work, and, quite possibly the lives of those agents embedded in Calabria.

Good.

Berger is looking into the abduction of Costante's sister.

You approved that?

Yes, that's right.

That's how you were able to persuade Costante to join the unit?

By promising him our assistance?

I had to.

He wouldn't have stayed otherwise.

His sister was taken when he was a boy.

He became a police officer so that he could find her.

Yes, I know that.

And did you know that after nearly thirty years of searching he finally located the man that had taken her?

He had him in his grasp.

And the fellow put a p*stol to his head and blew his brains out.

Told Costante nothing.

And his refusal to give up the search for his sister, lead to the breakup of his marriage, and that was just before he came to us.

Why do I get the feeling that you're angry with me, Michel?

Carine, sit down, please.

I have no idea if his sister is alive.

But I do know and you know that the odds against it are overwhelming.

You used this man's tragedy to lure him onto the team.

That could cost you, Carine.

It was his choice.

No, no.

Not mine.

Not true. You own it, Carine.

Do you understand?

You have given this man... new hope.

And that can be a very cruel gift with devastating repercussions.

Now it is down to you to find a solution.