All language subtitles for La.Piovra.1995.S07E05.DVDRip.XviD-TvT

In the same Sicilian city
where, years before,

Corrado Cattani
had taken on the Octopus,

a prisoner, Rosario Granchio,

asks to speak to
Judge Silvia Conti, but is killed.

The judge is transferred to Sicily
and begins her investigation,

assisted by
the young inspector Breda.

Granchio's death drives
his daughter Sara to kill the lover

and, through a tragic error,
also the son of NuZZo Marciano,

the boss who murdered
her father and her fianc�.

Left isolated, Sara is forced
to join her brother Biagio's gang,

which is vying for control of the
city's rackets with NuZZo Marciano.

But the boss slaughters
Sara's comrades

and she decides
to collaborate with the law,

under Silvia Conti's protection.

Saverio Bronta, an Italian
expatriate, arrives from Russia.

I n St Petersburg he has uncovered
a huge money laundering operation

run by a Sicilian businesswoman,
Countess Olga Camastra,

former lover of Cattani.

Bronta allies himself with NuZZo
against the countess

and together
they seiZe 50,000 billion lire

belonging to Camastra's
mysterious associates.

Meanwhile, I nspector Breda
has found, in a Mafia cemetery,

human remains.

Thanks to Stefano Mura,
a young computer whiZ,

it's possible to reconstruct faces
from these skulls.

Sara recognises them as friends
of her father, Rosario Granchio.

Together with Saverio Bronta
and NuZZo Marciano,

years before they'd all belonged
to the same criminal gang.

Confirmation comes from Chiara,
Saverio Bronta's wife,

now under Conti's protection.

Disillusioned by her husband,

she has embarked on a tender
romance with Stefano Mura.

I n the meantime,
Bronta anonymously sends Conti

damning proof
of Camastra's illicit dealings.

The countess is arrested.

Bronta visits an Eastern European
country to meet with Ramonte,

at one time
a powerful politician in Sicily.

Bronta presents Ramonte
and Camastra's associates,

members of a mysterious group
called the Thule Academy,

with a plan to use the 50,000 billion
he has stolen from them

to regain power in Sicily.

extracts a confession
from her old rival in love.

It was Camastra
who organised Cattani's death

on behalf of individuals
she won't name.

I n exchange, she was acquitted
of Cattani's charges against her,

thanks to the corrupt
Judge Orione.

OCTOPUS 7

I nvestigation into the Death
of I nspector Cattani

Part Five

I'm sick!

I'm sick.

Give me a sleeping tablet.

It's me.

I was expecting your call.

This affair is becoming
a serious problem.

You assured me
of Camastra's silence.

Her confession can destroy us.

Relax.

By tomorrow Camastra
will cease to be a problem.

We're moving fast.

Too late now.

The judge is obsessed.

If she knows about Cattani,
we've had it.

Forget about Judge Conti.

She went too far this time.

We'll kill two birds
with one stone.

Reassure the professor.

- Keep me posted.
- Of course.

Let's hurry.

I'm sorry I can't do it
with my own hands.

It's not official yet.

But Countess Olga Camastra
has apparently hanged herself

in the jail where she was
detained for money laundering.

If confirmed,

the well-known manager's death
will cause an outcry.

I ndeed, her husband
Aldo Rannisi died recently

while under arrest in hospital,

charged with aiding
and abetting Aragonese,

the notorious Mafia boss.

Sorry, madam.
You can't go in.

- I'm a judge.
- No one's allowed in.

All permits are suspended.

Tell your office
Judge Conti is here. Move!

- What now?
- I don't know.

Olga wasn't the suicidal kind.
She wanted to live.

Who found the body?
Why wasn't I advised?

Why should you be?
You have no business here.

I strongly protest against
Mrs Conti's intimidation.

I demand to see
the coronial report.

You had no right
to question her

without a counsel,
a verbal or a mandate.

She was going to sign
a statement today.

She won't. She's dead.
And you are responsible.

Don't you want to know
what the countess said?

I'll report you
to the Superior Council

on the grounds
of inducement to suicide.

Your time as a judge is over.

We can now talk
of murderous justice.

There's sad disappointment
at the behaviour of a judge

who until yesterday
was considered exemplary.

Silvia Conti is entrenched
behind a wall of silence.

The public is looking forward
to the judge's appearance

before
the High Judicial Council...

The usual trick.
First they alienate public opinion,

then they make a target of you.

Why not disclose Camastra's
allegations against Orione?

Her statement's invalid.
And there's no record.

Orione's right.
And he's my accuser.

Attacking him would be
counter-productive.

It'd be interpreted
as personal revenge.

- Where's my plane ticket?
- With me. We leave at 7.30.

- We?
- I'm leaving with you.

It's my problem.
I have to solve it.

What an attitude.

Look at him...
worse than a movie star.

How can we let them
screw us like that?

There's something
I can still do.

As you know,
duty calls me elsewhere.

But my heart is here,
in this university.

That's why I was happy
to accept the invitation

to inaugurate
your course of study.

I'll try to show you
how the job of a regional MP

differs very little
from that of a geologist.

See here.

This is... lava stone.

Originally, it was magma.

Black, hard... just like death.

I n fact, it contains life.

By crumbling it,
nature rendered it very fertile.

Sicily was once Italy's granary.

But someone preferred
to turn this soil into bricks.

They ripped it
from the mountainside.

They choked
the water-bearing strata.

They cleared woodlands,
drained rivers...

They built waterless dams,

carried away in a frenZy
of building development.

Why?

Because building speculation
and associated corruption

allowed Mafia bosses
to reap fortunes

which they then invested
in the new heroin market.

Eventually in the legal
economy of the North too.

Who gave you this?

Daniele Rannisi,
the Camastra heir.

- They're the doctored books.
- Why did you come to see me?

I thought that as a member
of the Anti-Corruption Agency,

you could prove Camastra
made use of black money.

Are you familiar with the lead-up
to a volcanic eruption?

Black money flows
below the surface like lava.

It mingles with good soil...

It pollutes
and becomes indispensable.

Until recently, this money
ended up in Eastern Europe...

or in Asia.

But now it's resurfacing here,
creating the basis...

for a new poisoning
of the legal economy.

The Camastra Group...

could be the Mafia's
first new target.

Thanks to today's turmoil,

they're planning widespread
economic infiltration.

How can you help?

I'll seek a public inquiry
and the seiZure of their funds.

They'll do anything
to stop you.

I can always go back
to teaching geology full time.

You've eaten nothing.

Are you afraid
of being poisoned?

No, I'm not hungry.

I know how you feel.

The judge's predicament
puts you in a spot.

Now the countess is dead

you're the only witness
against NuZZo.

I'm not afraid of NuZZo.

I gave Silvia my word.
She'll help me in court.

- If they let her.
- What do you mean?

She'll be transferred,
at the very least.

I kept my promise.

Here's an old tape
of singer-songwriters.

You can keep it
until I come back.

Where are you going?

It's only for a few days.
Don't worry.

Who'll replace you?
The commissioner will be mad.

Cover up for me.
Find an excuse.

Where's Silvia?

- She must go to Rome.
- But she's a judge.

- Why are they trying her?
- It's not a real trial.

She'll tell them what happened.

What if they don't believe her?
She won't come back.

It'll be okay.

Gianni...

What will I do?

How will I manage without you?

I'm scared.

Don't worry.

I'll be back soon.

Not a word.

You'll have to toss me out
to get rid of me.

Thank you.

Did I hear right?
You said thank you?

Yes, but don't get
too used to it.

Stand back!

- It's your fault.
- Don't you feel any remorse?

Move back!

- Stop it!
- You can't go in.

We think highly of you
and your ability.

But your silence
will make things worse.

How can we help you?

Such an impropriety must
have had serious motivation.

What sort of admission
did you want from the accused?

Did you succeed?
Have you been threatened?

- Can't you speak?
- It's not disrespect, but...

I cannot defend myself.
I will accept your decision.

I ask only that you don't
involve my assistants.

It was solely my doing
and I realise...

I was wrong.

Judge Conti has been suspended.

She's been relieved of all duties
pending the final order.

The countess is dead,
the judge gagged.

And with the billions,
we'll buy the city.

Sara Granchio is our only worry.

That's my concern.

You had to be suspended
to get a day off.

- What are you thinking about?
- Nothing.

Sometimes it's good
to think of nothing.

Even during the inquiry,
I looked at the Board...

but it was as if I wasn't there.

- Why didn't you fight back?
- Because they were right.

Rules are rules.

The countess confessed.

What if I had been
a corrupt judge

trying to intimidate
an innocent witness?

The law is the law.

Judge Orione takes over now.
What will you do?

I don't know yet.

I'm very tired.

What's that?
What have you done?

It's my transfer notice.

I got it two days ago.

- You wanted it.
- I'm coming back to Rome.

My local police station.

A month ago
I'd have been thrilled.

What about you?

What do you intend to do?

I won't leave you alone.

Silvia... If you go back
they'll kill you.

I want you to meet someone
before going back to the front.

- How is she?
- Much better. She's working.

She may come out of it soon.

It was good of you to come.
You still mean a lot to her.

We'd been having problems
for a while.

Until they found dope at home.

That meant serious trouble
for Gianni.

They posted him to Sicily.

Since our separation...

he's been visiting me
frequently in here.

So you're going
back there together.

He's told me a lot about you.

I bet he's never mentioned me.

He told me you were once
deeply in love.

I still love him dearly.

Judge Conti may have to account
for the special detention

she has granted
the murderess Sara Granchio.

A shameful concession
we've been reporting for weeks.

The brutality of the Granchio case
caused a public outcry...

Didn't I tell you?

She wanted to move mountains...

but didn't even move...
a grain of sand.

- And you'll pay for it.
- She won't let me down.

She'll be transferred.
Didn't you hear?

They won't keep you here
with all these goodies.

They'll lock you up for sure.

But I won't be there
to protect you.

Whose side are you on?

I hate seeing a girl like you
ruining her life for nothing.

Unfortunately, you're the only
witness left against NuZZo.

- That's your cross.
- What can I do?

I made those admissions.

Well, I don't know...

The prosecutor
is an understanding man.

Silvia could have forced you
to sign those statements.

As she forced
Countess Camastra.

Think about it, my girl.

You're so young...

I'll speak to the prosecutor.
All right?

Don't worry too much about it.

I need an answer
by tomorrow morning.

You killed a child, remember.

Your wife's still very fond of you.

Thank God she's much better.
I can't look after her now.

Dear Gianni and dear Silvia,

I don't think I'll see you again.

I have a lot to say
but there's no time.

I nspector Livoti's right.

No one will ever forgive me
for what I did.

I'm the first
not to forgive myself.

Then you came along
and arrested me.

You were nothing more
than cops to me.

But I, a thief,
a child murderer,

was treated by you
like a human being.

I'll never forget that.

That's why I don't want
to betray your trust.

Judge Orione wants to see you.

I've decided to go.

Besides, I'm no good to anyone.

No one will cry for me.

They mustn't suspect anything.

The jump frightens me.

He could tell from my eyes.
I mustn't look at him.

I've counted the paces
to the window.

Just nine paces.

I'll close my eyes.
He mustn't suspect.

I have to watch out.
Livoti is cunning.

One...

two...

three... four...

five...

six...

seven...

I... I didn't want to...

Stop!

Forgive me.
They're too strong.

And without you,
I'm afraid I won't make it.

I'm only 18 years old
but I feel a hundred.

To go on,
you need someone to live for.

I only have someone
to die for... NuZZo.

If I die he won't be able
to erase what I've said.

You wanted to screw me.

Her name and fate had been
marked by the Rodio massacre,

Sara Granchio, aged 18.

Having decided
to co-operate,

she reported a boss,
NuZZo Marciano.

Today she took her own life,
maybe out of remorse

or just out of fear.

Waiting to cross
to our reporter,

we'll move on
to another story.

According to rumours,

the Hon. Monteverde
of the Anti-Corruption Agency

intends to call for an inquiry
into the Camastra Group.

Apparently, the MP is about
to seek an order

for the seiZure
of the finance company

which is alleged to be
a huge money-laundering tool.

If that is so, the economy
of this city would be at risk.

An attachment order
may also be issued.

The Camastra Group employs...

The knight...
places the king in check.

When did it happen?

Conti gave Monteverde the file
soon after the suicide.

He now wants
to freeZe their assets.

They'll cause a scandal
that could destroy us.

You know the man,

an idealist convinced
he knows the truth.

And the people back him.

I've trusted you.

I've given you
my full financial support.

But I've had enough
of false hopes.

Watch out, Saverio.

I have little left to lose.

All right.

You've caused the damage,
you have to fix it.

I don't intend...

to spend
the rest of my days here.

A dead person
can turn into a martyr.

A living one can be bought.

You want to corrupt him?
That's ridiculous.

Honesty is his banner.
He's a symbol.

We'll disgrace that banner.

We'll destroy that symbol.

What is it to him,
this honesty he's so proud of?

A nice badge on his lapel...
vanity.

That's his weakness.

His honest face...

Let's find a spot on his white skin
and he'll collapse.

Monteverde is a godsend.

I'm not just offering you
a return to Italy,

but the triumph of an idea,

an idea which has dominated
your life and mine too.

Man equals mud.

The Monteverdes have led people
to believe otherwise.

But if we prove they lied,

those who believed them
will wake up

and turn on the impostors.

When nightmares torment me
and keep me awake,

I wake him and we come here
to play... in silence.

I can hear him breathe regularly.

I see his white hand
gently lift a piece.

And I think...

as long as I live
he'll stay like that, pure...

Because he's innocent.

He's just a child.

But we're men

who have come to terms
with the rot we have inside.

We use it as a fertiliser
to grow wealth and power.

Monteverde believes
he's different, though.

That man has chosen
to make of his purity

an unyielding passion.

He worships it like an idol.

He displays it to the world
like a Pharisee's robe.

He's convinced
he's a kind of saint.

But all saints
were once great sinners.

For at least a day.

I knew you'd understand.

You want to blackmail him?

With what?
You may find nothing.

Monteverde took a long break
from politics.

Why, if he had nothing to hide?

I n any case,

fallacies can cause
more harm than truth.

Slander him if you like,
but people won't believe you.

They trust him too much.

I n a few weeks, Professor,

I'll offer you two things...

A city...

and its noblest soul.

You have assumed
a serious responsibility.

You've rekindled a little hope

in an old man who had lost it.

Keep it alive,
and I'll be very grateful.

Let it die,
and I'll be ruthless.

The professor's respect
is a rare gift, remember.

- I'll treasure it.
- Pity he's moody.

I've known him for years.
A great man... great ideas.

But he can overlook unpleasant
details. So I remind him.

- What do you mean?
- You promised

Judge Conti would be moved
permanently from Sicily.

- Apparently she's back.
- She's been suspended.

- She's powerless.
- I hope so.

I understand your wife Chiara
is back as well.

And she's enjoying
Judge Conti's protection.

The professor
may find it rather odd.

And dangerous too.

Why are you putting
your wife at risk?

Why did she come home?

She worries me.

I don't understand her.
What's she up to?

She has changed.

- Got your case?
- Yes.

- Need any help?
- No. I'm not taking much.

I insisted on us marrying.

I lost my parents as a child.

Being my cousin, Saverio...

was like a big brother,
a father to me.

The strongest
and brightest man I knew.

Marriage between us was
inevitable. It was a mistake.

He needed a crutch
more than a partner.

Between us there was never
any conjugal trust.

He's sick... obsessed.

And that obsession
has ruined him.

He tried to hide it,
but in Russia I found out

he has ties with
a very important man,

Professor Ramonte.

And now
he's distanced himself.

Have you ever told him?

He wouldn't let me.

He kept it all inside.

I tried to help him...

I tried to nurture him,
love him...

As if it was my duty.

But it was all in vain.

Let's go.

- You left Chiara alone.
- Go!

- Get in.
- Saverio!

- What do you want?
- Get in!

What are you doing?
What are you up to?

What's come over you?

What do you think
you're doing?

Who's that man?

Stefano.

What does he want?
To screw you?

- Or has he already?
- No, he hasn't. He loves me.

Leave that place at once.

And stay with me.

Sorry, it can't be done.
It's too late.

Do as I say or you'll have
a lifetime of regret.

- What do you mean?
- I've protected you till now.

If you stay there,
you'll pay with them.

Why? What's the danger?
What will you do to us?

Me? I won't do a thing.

Who, then?
Your new friends?

- My guardians?
- What do you think you know?

I know nothing,
because you tell me nothing.

I'll never know the truth.

Know what?

Some stranger will tell me
who you really are.

And that's the worst
that can happen to us.

I love you, Chiara.

We love each other.
You and I.

Sorry,
I can't take any more.

Without you, I'll go insane.

Okay, I'll stay.

On one condition...

Let go of everything...

your past, the hatred
within you, everything.

I don't need much.
One word is all I ask.

And I'll never
leave you again.

Say it.

Say yes.

Chiara!

- Not much of a bed, but...
- Don't worry.

I'll be just fine.

What will you do now?

I'll continue my investigation
privately.

It's not illegal.

Nor is it illegal for us
to help you.

So...

We have two trails,
the Camastra trial...

To be acquitted, she organised
Cattani's assassination.

Orione is the only go-between.

We must dissect that trial.

The other trail
is in your computer,

in Camastra's coded list.

I nfinite combinations!

Decoding those names
may never be possible.

You must.

If Monteverde fails,

the list is the only link between
Camastra and the others.

We have to find a way
of cornering Orione.

What's happened?

Saverio...

When did he arrive?

He arrived in Sicily before me.

He says he has to hide
from his enemies.

But I can't believe him any more.

I know he's in real trouble.

After years of hatred,
he won't give up.

- Give up what?
- Vendetta.

Against those
who ruined his life.

But he's destroying himself
in the process.

He gave us the information
to nail the countess.

He must have eliminated
Aragonese too.

- Didn't he talk about NuZZo?
- No.

I think they're together.
They're like brothers.

He also mentioned
some new friends.

What friends?

I don't know who they are.

I think it's fear of them
that stopped him talking.

Sorry. I've woken you up.

I was awake.

I want the truth now.

What did Saverio
and his mates do?

Go on. You know.

I'm sick of being treated
like a child.

I need to know.

Six years ago...

when you fled...

something terrible
had happened.

A well-known policeman
had been killed.

I nspector Cattani?

I don't think
Saverio had any choice.

There are some requests...
that can't be refused.

Don't ever leave me now.

Don't worry.

Don't worry.

Brought forward...

Hello. May I come in?
Lucky you!

What?

I was just saying
how I envy you young people.

You can listen to music
while you work.

Better than traffic noise.

You've turned our city
into a gas chamber.

What do you want?

Nothing.

I just came to see
how you were getting on.

I haven't seen you
since your father's funeral.

I've always
thought highly of you.

Your father often lamented
your impulsive behaviour.

And I'd always say
"Don't worry."

"Your Daniele's an artist,
not a conformist.

"You'll see,
that boy will make you proud."

And I was right.

I've even forgiven you
your frequent personal attacks.

Even when I said on air

that your mistress went shopping
in a council car?

I've forgiven you.

I'm doubtful
that my wife ever will.

But let bygones be bygones.

You're the heir now.

I realise these are hard times
for your group.

So I've come to reaffirm
my support for you.

I'm sure you know by now

that public contracts were the bulk
of your father's turnover.

Yes, I know.

Of course.

The inquiry will commence soon.

I wouldn't want you helping
Monteverde too much.

Know what these are?

The secret ledgers of the past.

I n ten years, you got
over 5 billion in kickbacks.

Maybe. But your family earned
twenty times as much.

Watch it...

Those books can spit out
so much rot

that the Rannisi Group

could be sucked into the holes
in its phoney accounts.

You'll ruin yourself
and drag half the city with you.

It will be your own employees
who stop you.

How many faces have
our studio lights illuminated?

The faces of the unemployed,
the welfare recipients,

neglected seniors, young people
in search of a future...

Not just these lights,
but those of the whole city

are now at risk
of being turned off.

The Hon. Monteverde wants
to seiZe the Camastra Group.

I n other words,
he's about to black out our city.

But we won't stand for it!

Right!

Daniele Rannisi,
once a dissident newshound,

now heir to the Camastra Group,
which he wants to control...

Were you behind the attack

on the industries
employing half of this city?

I simply made public
what I'd discovered.

This is the so-called
"black book-keeping"

of the industries I've inherited.

You know what it tells us?

It tells us that the Camastra Group
laundered billions

derived from Mafia activities.

And also that the beneficiaries
in the past of all this dirty money

were our most prominent citiZens...
starting with Mayor Rambaudo.

I won't stand for this!
This is an ambush!

I'll see you in court.

I'll sue you for slander.
You've gone too far.

Mayor... please!

Wait, you can't go...

That worm didn't even reply.

The mayor wasn't the only one
taking kickbacks.

A flood of dirty money
poured into this TV network.

Look, Rannisi,
I have nothing to do with budgets.

I'm in front of the cameras.

And nobody,
least of all poor Olga Camastra,

has ever told me
what to say or not say on air.

You can be sure of that.
And you know why?

Because the viewers would realise
and switch channels.

You're right.
Rambaudo is an idiot.

Turi, make the call.

He needs to relax a bit.

Let's try this one.

We'll never crack it.

May I ask who suggested
those reports against Judge Conti?

Silvia!

Silvia, quick,
they're talking about you.

Ridiculous. Judge Conti
has always had our support,

at least while she behaved
with propriety.

We didn't condemn her.
The Superior Council did.

Now back to the Camastra Group,
soon to be yours.

Your allegations
have thrown it into turmoil.

What do you propose?

To declare bankruptcy, close down
and send the workers home?

Tell them. Turn around
to face them, and tell them

that to save Daddy's company
you'll cut their jobs.

They're all the same.
They steal and we pay the price.

Sure. We all have to pay a price
if we want to start afresh.

What price precisely?

These aren't
Radio Tam Tam's microphones.

You can't wriggle out of it
by playing a few songs.

Panarea knows his stuff.
He's almost convinced me.

We'll try to avoid...

The mayor has just arrived.

"We'll try"?
You're playing with...

Well?

Rannisi is just a stirrer!
I'll nail him in court.

He'll have to eat his words.
I've spoken to my lawyer.

Leave the lawyer out of it.
He wouldn't change anything.

You're too compromised.

You won't regain credibility
by taking Rannisi to court.

Wait for justice to take its course.

Your career is over anyway.

But hold on to your seat.
We can still use you.

It's suicide!

You just committed suicide
on television.

- I want to say something.
- You'll all have your say.

At Diana TV everyone can speak,
while we're still given the chance.

Now let's hear from
Professor Giulia Altofonte

for the city's
anti-racketeering committee.

We, the committee formed
after my husband's death,

support Daniele Rannisi's plan.

Forgive me, madam. Do you know
the workers here in the studio?

Perhaps there's the father
of one of your pupils.

Why don't you address him
and his son...

Marco.

Yes, Marco.
Explain to Marco and his dad

why it is right to support
the plan to sack workers

proposed by
Countess Camastra's stepson.

I want you and Marco
to know this.

Daniele is selling his family estate,
including his house.

He has nothing left.

And he'll use the profits
to refinance the company.

Thank you.

I must say that while Mr Rannisi's
gesture is commendable,

you can't turn around
the fortunes of a company

by selling a few family jewels.

Besides, if Rannisi hadn't made
that generous gesture,

it would have been imposed
by the bankruptcy court.

I don't know Rannisi

but I know the teacher,
Miss Altofonte, and I believe her.

If Rannisi is willing to sit down
with us, I'm willing to talk.

And I think the others will too.

Rannisi is giving us more trouble
than the judges and police.

If people take his side,
the city will turn on us.

Let's not do anything rash.
You want to make a martyr of him?

Doing nothing means no mistakes,
but you get nothing.

We can't wait for him
to destroy the company.

He says he wants
to revolutionise the factory.

Let's give him a hand.

As you've seen, everyone tonight
has had a chance to speak.

Even, and especially,
our enemies,

those who want to see the end
of your TV network, and your city.

I n a few minutes
your screen will go blank.

This time it's a blackout
we've engineered

but if Monteverdi and Rannisi
go ahead...

something much more important
will be switched off.

The lights in our houses,
the livelihood of our city.

Do we deserve that?

The Mafia behind a desk

It's a newspaper from 1985.

That's all I found
on the Camastra trial.

It says that
on the day of the verdict

juror Ninni Paradiso
ripped his clothes off

and swore at the court
and Judge Orione.

Yes.
He attended the whole trial

without giving any signs
of being unstable.

Then, just before the verdict,
he went berserk.

He spent six months
in a psychiatric hospital.

Then he returned here,
to his native town.

It was destroyed in an earthquake
and now it's deserted.

Ninni Paradiso?

Go away! Go away!

We just want to talk.

Do you remember
Olga Camastra?

- The trial...
- And Judge Orione. Remember?

- Are you his friends?
- No.

His face...

I mean, I nspector Cattani's...

I can't remember it.

But his voice...
I can still hear it inside my head.

That day, in court,
his words burned like fire

against the countess
and all the others.

It was the first time
those thugs were rattled.

They were scared.

For a week we were locked
in the council chamber.

They brought us food
as if we were in jail.

Judge Orione said
that I nspector Cattani was right

in accusing the countess.

She had "kissed the saint",
Orione said.

I n with the Mafia,
in other words.

And she'd been a front
for the Mafia to win the tenders.

Everything was clear.

Then what?

You really want to know
what happened, Judge?

I know you. If Cattani
hadn't ended up like that...

You were promised to him,
weren't you?

Go on.
What did Judge Orione do?

"Judge Orione"!

The night before the verdict

he entered the room
as white as a sheet.

It was October

but he was sweating as if
he was in a salt mine, in August.

And he didn't look us in the eye.

He said that...

I nspector Cattani had been
intimate with the accused.

Therefore, his word was worth
as much as a rotten apple.

And he said
there was no other evidence.

I said I didn't care if Cattani
was screwing the countess.

She was still with the Mafia.

But what could an ignorant voice
like mine do against his?

What could I do?

The day of the sentence...

in the corridor outside the court,

they approached me
and told me

that if I insisted on saying
that Camastra was guilty

I was out of my mind.

And if I wasn't craZy...

they'd have to kill me.

Is that why you acted craZy
on the day of the verdict?

That verdict doesn't have
Ninni Paradiso's signature.

Because a madman can't judge!

They won't harm a madman.

Things have changed.

If you agree to testify in court,

we'll take you to Rome,
away from Sicily.

Ninni Paradiso
isn't going back to court.

What would I do in Rome?
I like it here.

How can you like it here?

It's nothing but rubble.
There's no one.

It's better this way.

I remember this town
when there were people.

They always told you
what to do, what to think.

Now a man can live and die
any way he likes.

I can even...

tell the truth.

Who would hear me?

The puppets?

Who's there?

Who is it?

Done.

Hurry with those extinguishers!

This way!

- Judge, why are you here?
- Where's Daniele?

They're looking for him,
but if he's in there...

Paramedics! Over here!

We have an injured man.

- Take it carefully...
- Carry him by the legs.

Careful! He could have
internal injuries.

Put him here, on the stretcher.

Wait!

I'm going with him.

They found him. He's alive.

Thank goodness.

Now what will you do?
Shut down the inquiry?

Or write that Daniele did it
to collect the insurance?

- Or that he tried to kill himself?
- Stop it! Let's go.

You can't talk to me like that.

You're interfering with the inquiry.

Do you remember Ninni Paradiso?
You sent him craZy.

But not me.
You'll have to kill me!

Let's go. Calm down now.

I must speak to I nspector Breda.
They told me he's here.

Who are you?
Show me your I D.

I'm his wife.

Never mind, it's okay.

TiZiana!

What's happened?

What are you doing here?

They gave me a few days off

and I thought
I'd spend them with you.

Maybe this isn't the best time.

Come on, let's go.

He accused me in public.

He must know something
about the Camastra trial.

You've assured us
that there's no evidence.

There isn't if nobody looks for it.

Conti is using Breda
to pursue the inquiry.

You could transfer him...
or promote him!

I want him out of the way.

You need to tread very carefully,
for your own good.

But you're right.

This inspector
has become a problem.

We'll fix it.

They're a bit grainy, but you can
see the killer and the weapon.

They were taken by an undercover
agent at the demonstration.

He gave them to his superior.

A few months later,
the agent died on the job.

And his superior?

It was me.

That's one of the few things
I salvaged from my previous job.

Do you have the money?

I'm sorry,
but I don't have much time.

There's an arrest warrant
out on me.

Give my regards
to Professor Ramonte.

This attack proves you represent
a serious threat to the Mafia.

You know
what Panarea said on TV?

That it wasn't the Mafia who did it

but a worker who'd lost his job.

I hope to prove that Diana TV
is linked to the Mafia.

And soon, I hope.

Meanwhile, Panarea has found
another occupation.

He's expressing solidarity
and admiration for you.

"Diana TV lines up
against Monteverde."

He's campaigning to keep
the city safe and stop the inquiry.

He'll probably succeed.

He's not stupid
and he's very popular.

He shifts with the wind.

Before he used Camastra
and the Mafia.

Now he's exploiting
the fear of unemployment.

So nothing's going to change.

What did your husband
and the others die for?

Even our allies are siding with him.

There's only one man
who can beat Panarea...

Daniele.

What do you expect me to do?

You're more popular than he is,
and more consistent.

But people don't seem
to appreciate my initiatives.

I hear people talk.
They say you're a hero.

You could bring them over
to your side.

I don't know what to do any more.

Everything I touch
seems to end badly.

You know how to stir
people's conscience.

It's your duty to do something.

What's happening now

confirms my worst fears
about the Mafia's new strategy.

They're using the economy

to build the foundations

of a new alliance between crime
and the establishment.

What's happening
is that the Octopus...

is about to be reborn.

And if we don't stop it now,
we never will.

Minister,
there's an envelope for you.

Thank you.

Murderer!

Murderer!

Minister, are you all right?

Good evening, Hon. Monteverde.

Who are you?

I could be your worst enemy
or your closest ally.

I shouldn't have come here.

Don't play the fool.

You're here because
you want to make a deal.

I've no intention of talking to you.
You're a blackmailer.

We're here to talk about
your crimes, not mine.

These days, a politician's crime
is a valuable commodity.

You have killed.

I was only nineteen.

And he had a knife.

These photos were taken
from a classified file.

Why wasn't I arrested back then?

If it had been me,
I'd have been rotting in jail.

But you belonged
to a good family

with a promising future
in politics.

People in power are always lenient
with their own children.

They look ahead, beyond their
youthful mistakes. Isn't that so?

I didn't ask for anything.

And I'm not asking
for anything now.

I know that.

But when these photos
hit the papers,

what will the people
who trusted you think?

No, you're not alone.

Try to picture the faces of those
who respect you, your friends.

Picture them
looking at this photo.

Think how much you can still do
for Sicily... for your cause.

What do you want?

I ask for just one small thing
in return for that long-ago favour.

Then you'll never
be bothered again.

At the next meeting
of the Anti-Corruption Agency

see that this inquiry of yours
is aborted.

You could get the same result
by publishing those photos.

I'd be forced to resign.

But I believe
in what you're doing.

I follow you and back you.

You're aware that
I could have you arrested.

I'd simply have to...

turn myself in as well.

But you won't.

I'm glad to have met you.

I've always had
enormous respect for you.

I want to tell you something.

When I was in rehab, sick...

Don't think about then.
It's over and you're fine.

I told myself
I had to get well, for you.

You had to do it for yourself.

I thought
"You'll be able to go back to him."

But when I arrived,
and saw you with Silvia,

I knew it wasn't possible.

No, you have nothing
to apologise for.

You helped me to get well.

Forget the blonde.
Come and play.

Is this a dare?

Watch this, then.

I haven't played for ages.
Let's see what I can do.

Gianni, watch out!

Run, kids!

Down! Get down!

TiZiana!

Go, go!

Coming through!

- What happened?
- An ambush. Breda is wounded.

- Who's the other?
- His wife. She won't make it.

Why you?

Why?

My poor darling...

What did they do to you?

You had nothing to do with it.

Let me in!

It's all right.
Please, have a seat.

How's the inspector?

His wife is dead.
She was only twenty!

I'm very sorry.
I'll do everything I can to...

I thought I knew you.

I thought you were corrupt
out of cowardice.

But you're a murderer!

Nonsense.
I'm as shocked as you are.

You're a murderer!

You're worse than the killers.
They have the guts to shoot.

People like you sit in their offices

counting each death
like a career move.

Let's talk about your career, then.

How did it start?

Did you simply
have to acquit Camastra?

Or finger troublesome
colleagues as well?

People like you make me sick.

Where are you going?
You should be in bed.

I'm calling the doctor.

I didn't ask for this massacre.

I'm not a murderer.

I want nothing more
to do with you.

What did you expect?
You got what you wanted.

You wanted the inspector
out of action.

Take a pill and go to sleep
if your nerves are fraZZled.

It's me.

The Chief Judge is nervous.
Conti paid him a visit.

He must be watched
night and day.

Tonight a 20-year-old girl died.

She was guilty of only one thing.

She was guilty of being the wife
of I nspector Gianni Breda.

I started this radio station

because this city was too silent.

Now there are
many people who talk,

even those who should have
the decency to stay silent.

But what happened today...

means that we're faced with
something we cannot tolerate.

An unholy alliance

between business, politics
and organised crime.

The Octopus. We thought
it had been mortally wounded.

But it wasn't, because
when you cut off its tentacles

the octopus can regrow them,

hiding behind an ink cloud
and reappearing in new guises.

It's happening here, in front of us,
but we refuse to see it.

Panarea says the city will die
if Monteverde's inquiry lifts the lid

that has hidden the rot
for all these years.

But I say that
we must cut the rot out

to avoid being smothered.

Whoever killed TiZiana Breda

wanted to use fear
to close an honest city down.

I say to you
that we must have courage.

We can give only one answer,
loud and clear.

We will not go back.

We can't, even though
that might be easier.

We can't, for the sake
of that girl who died today.

And I'll keep shouting it
until you're forced to listen.

That's a promise.

Orione appointed Chief Judge
of the Public Prosecutor's Office

It's Chief Judge Orione here.

I have to talk to you, Judge Conti.

Hello.

- Didn't you sleep?
- No.

It's very complex.
There's a double encryption key.

The first is alphanumeric
and easier to decode.

They're numbers and letters

alternating progressively
to discourage decoding.

The other's a code of four words.
I've almost completed it. THUL...

It's strange, not Italian.

Anyway, soon we'll know
who Camastra's accomplices are.

All I need is another 19 letters.

It takes time... or luck.

Why don't you try?

Look. You push this
and insert a letter.

- Try it.
- Me?

- No, I'm not lucky.
- Why not? Try.

Let's get a coffee.

What's going on?

Orione wants to talk.
It's what we need to nail them.

- I'll come with you.
- There's no need.

You'll need a witness.

Okay, hurry up.

Don't go.

Don't worry. I'll be okay.

THUL...

It's them...
Saverio's new friends!

So...

it's true.

It's all true!

- Did they come?
- Yes, they're here.

- Breda?
- He's still in hospital.

- No, leave it.
- As you wish, sir.

I knew that sooner or later
I'd have to be accountable to you.

I'm here to listen.

You were right. The judge
caved in and called Conti.

You assured us that woman
wouldn't give us any more trouble.

You must stop her.

Once and for all.

Is that Professor Ramonte's
opinion?

It's my opinion.

Professor Ramonte
is very unhappy with you.

I leave the solution
to your discretion.

All right. I'll keep you posted.

It's true, we should have killed her.
Who cares about that slut?

Enough waiting.

We must show this city
who's in charge.

Oleg will go too.

Why?

This job is too important
to leave to your men.

Then why don't we
send Livoti as well?

Breda... Breda, wake up!

Chiara... What's happened?

You must go to Silvia. This is
what Stefano couldn't crack.

- Where's Silvia?
- At Orione's, with Stefano.

Orione is on the list.

- How did you get this?
- I found the key to decode it.

It was on this medal
Saverio gave me.

Why didn't you tell us?

He said if I told anybody
he'd be killed.

But now I know
Saverio is behind this.

It started with some invitations.

I had to go to this club
with prominent citiZens.

Businessmen, bankers, lawyers...

all respectable people
who offered me their friendship.

I came from a modest family, so...

Weren't you concerned
as a judge,

socialising with the likes
of Olga Camastra?

Sure.
I n Italy, if you listen to gossip,

a judge should only socialise
with his mother.

No, my conscience was clear.

If they'd offered me shady deals,
I would have refused.

When did you start receiving
these offers?

Not straight away.
Other things happened first.

For instance...

My nephew needed a job?
A friend was happy to employ him.

I needed a building licence?
No problem.

My career took off,

everybody liked me...

The years passed,
friendships grew stronger

and the benevolence towards me
seemed natural.

We were all on the same side.

And by then it was too late
to stop because...

if you accept even one favour
from them...

you can never step back.

And you didn't step back.

Who asked you
to fix the Camastra trial?

Corinto.

Corinto was a very influential
politician before the scandal.

Did you know him?

I only met him at the opening
of the new courthouse.

He had a lot of influence
in Sicily and in Rome.

A friend of Ramonte's.

How did he ask you?

He called me to his office
in Palermo.

He said that the Camastra trial
was very important to him.

Why did you decide to agree?

Why?

Do you know who Corinto was?

He was the State.

Anyone opposing him was seen as
a fanatic, a heretic, almost like...

Like Cattani!

Yes, Cattani.

After all, what were they asking?

The case against Camastra
was weak.

I just had to show mercy,
bend the rules a little.

And in return, Olga Camastra
was asked to have Cattani killed.

I didn't know that!

I didn't know!

It was just another exchange
of favours between state powers.

But you're a judge!

It seems like a century ago,
but at the time it was normal.

Normal!

That's what I've always
wanted to be, normal.

Law-abiding,
like everybody else.

I'm not an ambitious man.

I never accepted money.

I never left this small town.

My career had stalled.

They asked me to join
the Prosecutor's Office.

They felt I'd be
more useful to them there.

You have to believe me.

Until a few weeks ago,
I thought I was a good person.

Not exactly a saint, but...

certainly better than many others.

I thought that I'd retire...

and that I'd die happy...

at peace.

May God forgive me.

You know what to expect?

You...

You have to help me to bear...

the shame.

You must make sure
that I don't change my mind.

I am... weak.

Subtitles: Appio Blasi
Donna Tieri
Mary Coupe
Andrew McCormick

Subtitles @ SBS Australia 1995