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and leave the tape

under the table...

in the interrogation room.

There is a small shelf

under the tabletop.

- What was that?

- It's a tape recorder.

- I can't understand anything!

- Wait a minute.

Let's try this.

I'm the one

who translates for you.

I was there when

the doctor treated you.

You squeezed

my fingers tightly.

I agree.

Thursday, around 10:00,

you'll have a stomachache.

You'll go to the bathroom...

and return

after several minutes.

If you find what

I left for you there...

signal to me.

Then, around 11:
00,

you'll feel ill again.

You'll return to the bathroom.

You'll hear the telephone

ringing in the hallway...

and it will stop ringing...

because the guard will have

picked up the receiver.

That's when

you leave the bathroom.

You will get into the elevator

and go down to the garage.

From there you can go up

half a flight of stairs.

You will leave the building

through a small door...

that opens

onto the rear courtyard.

Then you will go down

a path...

that leads around

the enclosure, into the street.

Throw your sweater

into the rubbish bin...

and head straight

for the train station.

I'll drive there in a car

in the evening...

and pick you up

at the rear entrance.

And then we'll think

of what to do next.

Because I believe

there will be something...

And that it will be beautiful.

Perfect.

- Now erase everything.

- What?

You heard me. Erase everything.

You're going to let them escape?

It's not a good idea

trying to escape from custody.

You put your life at stake.

I doubt she'd make it

past that back exit alive.

Aren't you afraid?

Yes, I'm afraid.

Are you feeling any better?

I found a bag...

a note and a key...

in the toilet.

What did she say?

In the bathroom,

I found a bag...

a note...

and a key.

When?

A week ago.

In the bag...

was a syringe

and the test results

from an HIV clinic.

The note had just three words...

"Throw me out with the trash."

The key opened the door

to the school glasshouse.

One of my pupils... Kara...

She'd been hanging there

for three days.

"Throw me out with the trash."

Her parents had to read that.

The carabinieri came...

Said there was

nothing for them to do.

So last Tuesday...

I went to her funeral

in the morning...

and...

in the afternoon

I went to Vendice's office.

With the bomb.

Miss?

Miss?

Please...

Escort her to the toilet.

Police headquarters.

Can I help you?

Extension 354, please.

Hello?

This is the Lippi-

Cardio-Vascular Center.

May I speak to Mr. Cassande?

Speaking.

I'll connect you

with the doctor.

Please hang on.

It may take a few moments.

Hello?

Hello?

Your Honor...

Look!

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