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What were you planning to risk
almost getting killed with Badali?

Nothing much.

Just the new stadium in Rome.

This city never changes.

Albè, there's so much money at play here,

we could split it 50/50.

I'm not doing it for me.

I just wanna get my family
out of this shit,

and get them back to where they were.

We'll do what we have to do.

Then we'll go our separate ways.

Need a hand?

You've done enough already,

making us leave our houses.

The cops were coming. I had no choice.

How long we gotta stay here?

How are we gonna eat
without our houses or our turf?

You'll get it back.

Your houses, your turf, a new supplier,
you'll get everything back.

You gonna give everything back to us?
Seems like you're only good at talking.

And the dead?

Are you gonna bring them back too?

This family's done!

Three of my sons were killed.

What do I do now?

Who'll give them back to me?

Listen, this isn't my place anymore.

But you're right about one thing.

The Anacletis can't end up like this.

It's not right.

So, if it's all right with you,

I'll help you get justice.

And then you can start over.

Fuck no.

You bust my balls all day
when we go fishing.

Don't fuck with me
first thing in the morning, Damiano.

-Good morning.
-Come on, now.

You can't just fall asleep
holding the bait.

You gotta drag it along the seabed,
or the weevers will stay in the sand.

Says you, who hooked your own sister.

Fuck you. That hurt so bad.

Look at the scar it left.

-Not this again.
-"Not this again"?

It took both Mom and Dad
to get the hook out. I'll never forget it.

Okay, but you still owe me
for all the times you beat me up.

-Maybe it's payback time.
-Back off.

-Come here.
-Get off.

Get off!

Let me go!

-Did I hurt you?
-Good morning.

My love.

My loves.

Little man!

My little man!

Hey, bring those omelets over.
They're getting cold.

Hi, honey. Don't cry all the time.

Morning.

Little ones.

Sardine omelets today, Angè.

-I dreamed about Mom making them.
-Really?

It gave me a craving.

Thanks, but I can't eat fish
first thing in the morning.

Of course not.

What did you expect here?
We eat fish at all hours.

This is a house of fishermen.

Unless you want to move,

you better get used to eating fish
if we wanna get along.

Nobody has to get used to anything.
Everyone can eat what they want.

As long as we do it together, as a family.

I'll warm the milk.

You have to stop.

AUGUSTA COOPERATIVE

I'll get the houses back for you.

If we do the stadium, things will change.

You already had the stadium, Cinà.

And you lost it.

It's part of the game.

But I'm still here.

I survive, I adapt, and I don't run away.

Tell the truth.

Backstabbing is your specialty.

But now we share
the same enemies and the same goals.

Where I'm from, we call that an alliance.

Where I'm from, people are hungry.

I'm giving you my men, Cinà.

So make it right
and find us a new supplier fast.

Have you started looking
for Badali's replacement?

You can judge the quality for yourselves.

If it's like your fish, we're screwed.

-Wanna try it?
-Yeah.

Here.

What do you think? Is it fresh enough?

Who's running the show
now that the old lady's gone?

Nadia's still the contact.

But we Lucianis deal with the supplier.

It's a new guy, much bigger than Badali.

This isn't just about giving you gear.
It's about changing Ostia.

We'll give you a new home, a new life.

Meaning?

Meaning the kids on the street
will finally have somewhere to go.

We wanna clear out the occupied buildings
for those in need.

-Things have to change.
-And we will change them.

Until yesterday,
you were the kids on the street.

Now you're doling out charity?

Who mentioned charity?

To keep the wheel turning,
everyone needs to contribute.

Translation?

Five percent of what you make
from your beach clubs.

Nadia will collect it every month.

In my day,
that was known as "protection money."

No way in hell us Mollanones
are paying for that.

My father opened the Maggiolino
when there was nothing here.

Now you three fishermen turn up
and wanna eat off our plate?

Are you kidding?

I'm in.

It's good shit. That's what I care about.

We'd rather be dead
than be mixed up with you. Let's go.

BIANCONE STAMP AND PLATE ENGRAVING

Well?

What did they say?

It was rough, Cinà.

You know what Albanians are like.

If you drop them, they get offended.
They take it personally.

But we made up.

Well done.

And now you'll introduce them to him.

Let's go. I'm in a bit of a rush.

Sure, let's go right now.

Actually, you can both kiss my ass.

I smoothed things over with the Albanians.
We're doing fine on our own.

Cerocchi,

why do you think
nothing's happened in all these years?

Why have you never been raided,
or had an inspection?

I'll tell you why.
Because I tell them not to, that's why.

Now go back to the Albanians
and fix things, for me and for him.

-Because you do what I say.
-But, Cinà--

Remember that,
or you'll end up like Titto.

Kill me, then! Go on, kill me.

They don't give a fuck about you anymore.
Don't you get it?

Your time is over.

And your time
will never even start, will it?

Too bad, Cerò.

I could have seen you as a scalper.

-Earning the big bucks.
-What are you talking about?

The stadium's your thing, right?

Think about how much
fucking money you could make.

A market as big as the Olympic stadium,
but better and newer,

where you could push kilos of shit,
and, why not,

from the same stalls
where you sell your team's merch.

Rome's new stadium, Cerò.

The new Colosseum.

And just think…

it's all in the palm of his hand.

What the fuck were you thinking?

I had to give him the rights to all the
merchandising and dealing in the stadium!

You should thank me.

He was dumping you.
There was no other way.

-There's always another way.
-That's where you're wrong.

If your own men don't respect you,
nobody will respect you.

Spare me the street etiquette.

I'm just telling you
why your ass is alone.

You took Samurai's place,

but he had power,
had everyone on his side.

What do you have?
Those two undertakers over there?

You were alone three years ago,
and you’re alone now.

Interesting, coming from a guy who
dropped everything, including his name.

And look how well I'm doing.

All I need to be happy
is to finally get rid of the Lucianis.

You take care of Ercole.

I'm dealing with it.

I spoke to his grandfather.
He assured me he'd get him back in line.

I'll let you know.

All right.

Now go,

or they'll leave you behind too.

We've always been laughingstocks.
The Mollanones have to die.

-Give them time, Giulia.
-More time?

We stayed quiet for years
while they treated us like shit.

I get it, but at least now
we got some fucking satisfaction.

Sure, the Anacletis
are out of the picture.

What about the others? Are we still
gonna let them treat us like this?

The Mollanones are respected.

If you kill them,
the other families will wage war.

Stay the fuck out of it.
I'm talking to my brothers.

Damià, you saw it too, right? How long
did it take us to make ourselves heard?

They all need to understand
that anyone who goes against us

meets a bad end.

I agree, we need to send a signal.

But without bloodshed.

Let's torch the Maggiolino.

Show the Mollanones
they don't work without us.

And give the others a warning.

Gonna burn down every beach club
that won't pay for protection?

Don't call it that.

Ostia is going to be even better
than you and Aureliano ever dreamed.

Trust me.

Damiano can see ahead more than we can.

I don't know if it will work.

I mean, me with them. Did you see Giulia?

We'll deal with her, don't worry.

This is our moment, Nadiè.

Cinaglia told me what you did.

He's helped us get permits for years.
Why the fuck did you get in his way?

We can do the stadium instead of him.

-Is that why you tried to have him killed?
-He's an obstacle.

In City Hall and on the street,

where our allies are.

Listen, Grandad.

We aren't just grocers anymore.

We have an army now.

You call those broke-ass Lucianis an army?

With guidance,
they can become the masters of Ostia.

Yeah, let's see if the families
of Ostia see it the same way.

The Lucianis have pulled their heads
out of their fish crates,

and we gotta pull ours
out of these shitty stores.

These "shitty stores"
allow you to eat and drink,

and to go around
acting like a moron like your father.

Better than keeping your eyes down
your whole life.

The Anacletis may have spared you,
but don't you think of your son?

Of my dad?

How can you pretend nothing happened?

Listen to me.

Go to the Party's office today.
I know they're holding a meeting.

Fix things, then crawl back
to Cinaglia and ask for his forgiveness.

I know she's your friend,

but I think we're making a huge mistake.

-Aureliano wouldn't approve.
-Don't you start too, Morè.

Protection money is only the beginning.

We can't trust the Lucianis.

Ostia's gotta change.

And it takes money to change.

The Anacletis weren't saints either.

What happens
when they don't need you anymore?

I trust Angelica.

It's crazy to put everything in her hands.

The families know her. They trust her.

Exactly. If she wants to,
she can fuck us up.

And what I want to know is,

why do we have to do business
with Nadia and the Mollanones,

who were close to the Anacletis?

'Cause Nadia's on our side,
and she knows Ostia better than us three.

If you wanna learn something,
you'd better listen to her.

Listen, learn.
What the fuck are you saying?

Killing the Mollanones would be a mistake.

We'll take everything off them.
All their shit. And burn down their club.

Trust me.

Far worse to end up in the gutter
than to be killed.

Sure about that, Damià?

Worse to see Mom and Dad lose
the store or to see them shot in the head?

You can't kill everyone
just because they killed our parents.

-Well, Mirià?
-We just finished.

Ercole didn't even show up.

-What do you mean, he didn't show?
-Yeah, and the others kept quiet.

They're scared of him taking away
his 7,000 votes and losing our majority.

I'm going to City Hall
to see what the mood is like. Bye.

Damn, what a bummer.

Alone in the elevator…

Who the fuck are you?

Listen to me, Mirià.

You know better than I do that where
there's power, there are compromises.

So if I get in the way,
you'll take me out too?

What are you saying?

You shouldn't even think certain things.

We were willing to go forward
if you made things right.

I convened the majority leaders
for you today.

All you had to do was take a step back.
But you didn't even show up.

Ditch Cinaglia, Mirià.

Everyone knows he's done.

I'm here now.

I understand.
It's not easy, and it takes time.

Are you all right?

Yeah.

I need a few more days.

It's more complicated than I thought.

Do you want me to come?

Better not.

I love you.

I love you too.

Hi, Spadì.

How can you live like this?

I didn't get to say goodbye.

You got on that boat
and thought only of your own pain.

Everything okay, Nà?

So, why are you here?

I know they attacked you in here

before killing my family.

I'm sorry about what happened to you.

Then help me.

Help you how?

To go up against them?

I don't like the Lucianis either,
but she's involved with them now.

She betrayed my family.

She's not Angelica anymore.

You left her on her own.

Your mom treated her like shit
the whole time.

You can't get mad at her
for finally getting the family she wanted.

Nice family she chose.

Some things you can't choose.

I'll ask you again, Spadì.

Why are you here?

You already ruined her life once.
Let her be.

Look, the Lucianis only care
about their own shit.

Taking them out would be good for you too.

I told you, I can't do that.

I won't touch Angelica.

I just want the Lucianis.

Let me get this straight.

You come back here after three years,
and expect me to betray Angelica?

I work with them.

Do you ever talk to him,

tell him you're putting Ostia
in the hands of those pricks?

Why don't you go fuck yourself?

Huh, Albè?

Get the fuck outta here.

Call me when you change your mind.

She's not your friend anymore.
She's one of them now.

Spadì.

Welcome back.

You should've come straight to me.

The Lucianis are gonna burn down
the Maggiolino tonight.

We can give them a nice surprise
if you like.

All right.

I've always liked beach bonfires.

So tell me, how can I help you?

You always do.

You take care of us, of our rooms.

I'd like to take care
of it all personally,

but there are so many of you,

and each has his own needs.

And his own weaknesses.

And you know them all, don't you?

Nobody inside these walls
sees and hears more than you.

Am I right, Sister Catherine?

As Timothy said,

we women shall dress
with modesty and discretion,

not with braids and gold ornaments.

Timothy was right.

But sometimes,

gold is truth,

and it can save a child of God.

But just so I'm clear,

has this "child"
taken anything from you lately?

You see, Sister?

You know everything.

If you want to discuss your position,
I'll stop you right here.

There cannot be any interference.

Are you sure?

Seems like there's
already been a lot of it.

Cardinal, I'm short on time.

What do you want?

Just to show you something.

We made it just in time.

They're coming back
from the changing of the guard.

Camerlengo, do you know
what the changing of the guard is for?

Like all ceremonies,
it's to grab people's attention.

We've known each other for many years,

yet it's only now that I realize
that all your attention

is focused on that uniform.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I have to go.

The guards' changing rooms
aren't that way.

But perhaps you and Corporal Hoffer

have a secret passage where you meet,

like all lovers do.

I know that Tronto is blackmailing you.

But if you restore me
as president of the Foundation,

I will help you free yourself from sin,

so that next time,
there won't be anything to confess.

It's the best thing for both of you.

Let's exchange the sign of peace,

and your nightmare will end.

Trust me.

Clearly, this is the last time
you'll see the corporal.

Right, Ennio?

This is the file for Bonatesta's permits.

All the help you gave them
so they could grow.

That "you" gave them?

That "we" gave them.

Give it to the mayor,

so he knows what's at stake
if this gets out.

-What is that, a threat?
-A warning.

Tell him that if they do a reshuffle
and kick Bonatesta out tomorrow,

nobody will ever see this file.

You want him off the council,

but this time, there is a risk
that Ercole might blow things up.

And I might get caught up in it.

Anyway, a council reshuffle
seems like a mockery to people.

No, it will be a breath of fresh air.

It'll calm people down.

You'll thank me. Trust me.

What if the opposite happens?

If the council falls
because of a proposal I make?

I want to climb, Amedeo. Not fall.

If we don't do the stadium, Miriana,
we're both gonna fall.

We have to take the risk.
We have to regain control.

And apparently this is the only way.

Kick Bonatesta out,
and everyone will flock back to our side.

Trust me.

Did he ask about me?

He was weird, Angè.

He didn't seem like himself.

He wants revenge.

You killed his mother.

Rosa, they're hungry.

I need to see him.
I need to talk to him alone.

Set up a meeting.

No one can find out.

Not even Damiano.

Hey.

Has he changed much?

He's a different person.

Where is he?

Please, take a seat.

Corporal Hoffer left all of a sudden.

And it seems that Sister Catherine
has also asked to be transferred.

Do you know the biggest flaw
you conservatives have, Fiorenzo?

You move too slowly.

Meanwhile, we move ahead.

Where is Corporal Hoffer?

That isn't important.

The Foundation is all that matters now.

You have to tell me everything,

because tomorrow the Camerlengo
will appoint me president.

And don't be angry at him.

It's just that my help
arrived before yours.

Why didn't you want to tell Damiano?

Because nobody can understand
what Spadino and I once had.

I have to try and break
this cycle of bloodshed.

Are you ready?

Wait for me here.

I have to do this alone.

MESUT

-Thank you. You've been very kind.
-Not at all.

Could you give us a moment, please?

Well?

I pulled it off.

The Camerlengo was back on our side.

But then Tronto made
all the evidence disappear, forever.

We have to find something on Tronto, now.

I already have, and I discovered

that the only shadow

is his sister.

Flaminia.

A drug addict. A thief.

She used to steal from the church

in which Tronto was the parish priest
in Trastevere.

Even took items of great value.

But after yet another theft,

the Vatican Gendarmerie
decided to report her to the State police.

-So, she was arrested?
-No.

Because from that moment,
Flaminia disappeared.

The gendarmerie searched for her
at the time,

but found no trace of her.

Vanished.

Then Tronto left
for South America, on a mission…

So, to hide her, he took her with him?

I can't say for certain.

But if that's the case,
he is an accomplice of a fugitive.

I know.

That's why I need your help.

Vittoria, what is it?

RUBINA ANACLETI
JULY 3, 2008

Hi, Albè.

It's just us, don't worry.

Why here?

Because this is where it all ended.

I needed a place to come and visit her.

You had to see it too.

This is where our family ended.

It wasn't a family.

It was a lie.

She was real.

Even if she never came into the world.

And she will tie us together forever.

Go back to wherever you ran away to
three years ago.

I can't.

Your husband wants us all dead.

I gotta stop him.

Leave, and I guarantee
he won't do anything.

You guarantee, Angè?

You guarantee?

After you killed half my family!

A family doesn't do what they did to you.

Leave, Albè.

I can't save you if you stay.

I don't want anything from you.

I don't want it to end like this.

I hated you so much for leaving.

But then I realized that you freed me.

Now I have everything I want.
And that's all thanks to you.

Leave.

Do it for her, if not for me.

-Why didn't you tell me sooner?
-I was handling it.

First her schoolmates, now the priest.
She needs to get it together!

-Where is she?
-In there. Grounded.

If something happens to my kids,
I need to know!

Why's that?

It doesn't seem you've been able
to protect your family so far.

I don't like you.

I don't know what you're doing,
or who you've become,

but Alice gave me an idea.

I will not lose my grandkids too.

Try and get in the way,
and you'll see who I've become.

Then Father Paolo said
the school was right to suspend me.

And that Mom renounced
her love of God, and of me too.

Mom never stopped loving you.

Never.

I can't do it without her.

Of course you can.

You need to learn
how to control your emotions.

To turn them off.

Like you turn a light off.

Or others will take advantage of you.

And they'll use them to hurt you.

Is that what you did when she died, Dad?

Fuck.

-We're trapped!
-Cè, go. I'll cover you.

Where the fuck are you going?

-Stop, Giulia!
-Die, fucker!

No!

Hurry up!

Hurry the fuck up! Move!

Move!

Fuck!

Shall we make up?

Come on. No one has fun like we do.

You think so?

Being with a guy who orders murders
as if they were cocktails

isn't my idea of fun.

You wanted to screw Amadeo over.

But this city has no secrets for him.

There's another meeting tomorrow,
and you're not invited.

And you know why?

Because we're announcing a reshuffle.

You're out. I'm sorry.

-What are you saying?
-I told you, you should've come.

Mirià.

What the fuck are you talking about?

Mirià…

-Easy. I've got her.
-Ow!

-Easy.
-Hold her.

-What the fuck happened?
-An ambush.

It was Moreno and your fucking ex-husband.

I told you we shouldn't trust
that bitch friend of hers.

Where the fuck is it?

Give me that!

It's okay. Breathe.

It's okay.

What the fuck?

Good evening. Welcome back.
I heard how it went.

You can't even kill a sheep.

My father was right.

I've fucking had it with you!

Hey. If you'd died instead of him,
we wouldn't be in all this shit!

If you don't wanna be here,
you should leave!

Got it? You should leave!

I told him to leave.

I asked him
in the name of the baby girl we lost,

and I trusted him.

Because he owed me that
for all he put me through.

I was naive, Damià.

It's not Nadia's fault. It's mine.

He's my past. I had to close it my way.

He was the one who closed it, Angè.

He was about to wipe us all out.

How did seeing him make you feel?

He's a ghost, fucking nothing!

But you wanted to see that ghost alone.

I'm sorry, Damià.

I was wrong.

You have to believe me. I'm sorry.

Please.

Please, Damià.

BASED ON THE LITERARY WORK "SUBURRA"

Subtitle translation by: Jaclyn McLoughlin