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Don Vince', sorry to disturb you.

I know it's not the time but I should ask you a question.

At your orders.

Is this the excellent body of a certain Frank Vascello,

arrived directly from Istanbul?

Precisely. He is our relative.

And do you have accompanying papers?

Of course marshal. Available.

All right, everything is fine.

But I have orders to see the dead man right in the face.

Marshal, the good soul has been resting in peace for 12 days.

I'm sorry, but the cash register must be opened.

Is it really necessary?

It's an order.

It will be done, marshal. Open it.

And now undress him.

But what do you say? It's a profanation.

It says here that this man died of pneumonia.

What is that scar?

An autopsy. A formality, since he died abroad.

What's in there?

Where?

Inside. In the corpse.

Do you have any doubts?

I would have them, don Vince'.

All right, I'll take them off right away.

It's dope. Crude morphine.

Satisfied? Now let me tell you that you have been too curious.

No! Leave me!

No! No!

What is all that water? The sea?

The sea? Where is the sea?

I see nothing, I know nothing.

Good boy. You know nothing and you have seen nothing.

Think of your family and think of yourself too.

I'm looking for someone named Frank Vascello. Do you live here?

Je cherche Frank Vascello. Vessel.

The old man knows nothing. He is deaf and dumb and ignorant.

And how much would it cost to give him his tongue back?

Turkey is a big, very big country. Search again and you will find.

Joe! I've been looking for you for three hours!

Hey Tony! How are you? Sit down! What are you drinking?

You know Tony, I was thinking...

I was right not to marry Betty.

The one who thought she looked like Sophia Loren. Do you remember it?

He looks like Sophia Loren!

Please sir.

Then I need something strong, some coke.

Snow. Schmeck.

I want my head to go to heaven.

One moment, please.

Since when do you ask for drugs like ice cream?

I know what I do.

My name is Antoine.

And there's a lot of dough here.

I'm French, but thriving in Turkey and...

I'm not interested in your life story. I just want to have fun.

Look at the state...

Your face is swollen, destroyed, sadder than a Russian film.

How are you feeling?

Like I did 15 takes with Cassius Clay.

What happened? I do not remember anything.

What was supposed to happen?

I slept, didn't I? Damn the alcohol!

Why are you walking around painted? - What?

Arm tattoos. Have you been inside?

One day I got drunk. When I woke up they were already done.

I am very careful when I pass in front of the mirror.

Sometimes I get scared and start screaming.

This toy makes me nervous.

What is it you want?

Money or love?

You are pretty. You know that, don't you? And I like you.

Get dressed now. It's late.

I'm not drinking today, I swear.

And see you tonight.

No.

No? So tell me how much I owe you.

Nothing. You already paid me. A dinner and a dance.

But how? And the dress you ironed for me?

And the milk? Forget the milk!

That's free.

Now hurry away, there's another one waiting.

Listen,

did I say something last night that I shouldn't have said?

Oh yes! I asked you if you knew Frank Vascello

but you didn't answer me.

Never heard this name in my life.

Anyway, thanks for everything.

Who knows, maybe we'll meet again.

Claude?

This house is worse than a hotel lobby.

One leaves and the other arrives.

Who is?

The passport is American, his name is Joseph Coppola.

Italian-American.

Lives in NYC. He has traveled a lot, owns a night club.

Nothing else?

He's armed.

Where it went?

I do not know.

Tonight try not to be late as usual.

Joe! I've been looking for you in all those old ladies' rooms.

Any news from Vascello?

None. As if it never existed.

Someone asked about you. Turn around, he's at the edge of the pool.

I was a friend of Frank Vascello.

My name is Ibrahim. I'm the manager of the nightclub you visited last night.

This makes everything easier.

What do you mean, sir?

A simple request, a certain amount of that stuff.

Do you operate on your own or do you represent others?

Own. - Quantitative?

Fifty kilos. - Of opium?

Basic morphine.

But you see, dear sir, to get 50 kilos of that commodity

you need 500 kilos of good raw opium.

It's crazy. I thought it was a few grams.

Rest and just think about having fun.

Enjoy our landscapes and our beautiful women.

Can I leave?

Sure, but be very careful.

Did you change your mind?

Investigations have been made. Everything is fine.

And where do we go?

Someone is interested in the deal. He's the right person.

You are distrustful. Well, that's fine with me.

These are the poppy fields. Observe.

The poppies bloom in spring and are all white.

They need cool, breezy weather.

In June, the petals lose and the green capsules remain,

which only the women engrave with small knives.

Opium comes out of the horizontal cut,

a sticky white latex which oxygenates in contact with the air

and becomes dark brown, almost burnt.

They pick it up with rakes and form loaves,

as big as large coconuts and elastic like rubber.

Where is the master?

And he.

Are you the American who travels the world to make millions?

It's a bit of a strange place. Why does he live here?

Many years ago man lived in caves.

If humanity continues its course towards madness, it will go back to living like this.

I save myself the trouble.

I started living there right away.

But why do you come to me and not go to Thailand, Iran, Morocco?

Your morphine is purer, so I earn more.

And to get her out? - I'll take care of it.

I'm offering $20,000 for 50 kilos.

Ten thousand immediately, the others on delivery.

My best wishes for a happy journey.

No, wait! Maybe I was impatient.

I meant 30,000.

Son of a bitch! If you can get to New York

it will be worth hundreds of millions.

There's enough heroin in it to fill every addict in America for 15 days.

You come from nowhere and you're already smart!

I wonder why your friends over there didn't teach you

to be more modest and cautious.

First deal, huh?

Don't talk too much and leave it to me.

Go back to town. We'll see you in a few days.

Where?

In Kilyos.

That's $15,000 in Turkish lira.

The rest on delivery.

All right, score.

Ergün Yesari, eight loaves.

Here, these are the loaves of opium.

Now some camphor pellets are added to soften the smell and everything is ready.

This is the transformation process.

Here, the base morphine is extracted.

The opium loaves are dissolved with hot water.

But it mustn't boil, otherwise it would destroy the morphine.

It is a dangerous phase because the vapors are toxic.

For this we use masks.

After an hour quicklime is added, which has the power to separate

all that is vegetable from chemical substances:

codeine, thebaine and morphine.

From one kilo of opium we get 10% of morphine.

Interesting. But let's get down to business and talk about business.

I came here to buy drugs and bring them to America.

So young and so rude.

You are in my house!

If you feel bad, put on a mask and try not to breathe too fast.

The Raiders!

- Careful!

Sasha!

Thank you!

Follow me.

How do you plan to take away the goods?

Trimmed ski poles.

You don't have much imagination. If we agree, I'll take care of it.

It depends on you, how much you ask.

You can deal with me.

Ibrahim will take care of transporting the goods to Sicily.

There is the man who will turn morphine into heroin.

He'll take care of protecting you and the cargo until it gets to America.

My share will be a quarter of the pure heroin that will be mined.

A quarter? You are very dear!

I know it well, mister Coppola.

From PC to command. They got into a dark car, registration number 182460.

Sit down.

Who are these?

Men who deserve respect.

Who are you?

My name is Giuseppe Coppola.

None of us know you.

It was 1966, an October night. The 14th or 15th, I don't remember.

Jimmy Catania lived in a corner between 50th Street and Sixth Avenue.

Two kids take him and throw him in the car.

And you can't see it anymore.

You were one of those little ones.

His name is Ciro Terranova.

But how do you know?

I was over there that night.

It is not enough to have our trust.

Who says he's not a spy?

Calm down, little ones!

Soon we will know the life, death and miracles of this gentleman.

And how? - A friend will call us from New York.

So, Giuseppe Coppola, how did you get in our way?

I'm tired of working for cheap.

Ready? And he.

Yes. Hallo? Sariddu? It's me, Vincent!

Where? I understand.

And before?

Good.

Okay.

Let's kiss hands!

Giuseppe Coppola should be in Turkey.

He has been to Turkey.

Take off your jacket and shirt.

May we know what you did before '66?

I managed. A little of this and a little of that.

Let the others in. Get dressed.

This is my secretary, Tony Nicolodi.

Don Calogero, these are the friends from America.

Please come in.

Honor and pleasure.

A great honour, Don Calogero.

Honor and pleasure.

My honor.

Please sit down. Make yourself comfortable.

Thank you.

My daughter Rosalia. Her husband flew to heaven.

God bless him.

So young is he already a widow?

For five years, Mr. Coppola.

I am very sorry.

My sister in law Lucia.

Her husband, my brother, is in the dock workers union in New York.

Important place. He visits her twice a year.

At Easter and Christmas.

That's nice.

I know you saved the life of a dear friend of mine in Turkey.

It was a nice gesture.

He deserved it.

You speak well, young man. Good boy.

Did this dear friend of yours tell you nothing else?

We'll talk about that later. We have time.

Agree.

Do you see them? They are fish that come from Japan,

but first pass through Turkey.

There they freeze them and do something else.

We then defrost them here, now you'll see.

This way.

The Marseillaise has arrived, go to the city and hear what he wants.

Come, come in.

From here, pass.

Health and well. - Good morning.

This is my chemist, Dr. Hans, from Germany.

The gentleman is my American friend.

I've been examining your raw morphine. It is of excellent quality.

I think I can get pure heroin.

99 percent.

It's a rare thing.

What happened? - The Marseillaise has arrived.

I knew it. - And I don't.

I found him in front of me like a ghost.

What did he want? - Is angry.

He didn't digest that the American deal

went through Palermo instead of Marseilles.

He talks about an encroachment by Don Calogero.

He says he's ready to pay anything

to punish him for this rudeness.

How much? - One hundred million immediately and 100 million later.

And what did you answer him?

You have to believe me, I'm an honorable man...

I know. Did you mention my name?

This never. - Of course 100 million is a lot.

Plus maximum protection.

That's why I felt compelled to call you.

You did well.

So what should be done?

Nonsense. A meeting with Don Calogero.

Maybe she invites him to dinner at the Etna caves.

For the rest, he would take care of it.

It's a risk. A big risk.

Excuse me.

It was hot tonight, wasn't it?

Yes. Hot.

It was very hot there.

And where is Don Calogero?

He's gone out, but he'll be back soon.

They are the first 100, count them.

I don't want to have any objections.

Dinner is for tonight.

How many will be making noise? - Two, French.

We'll do that too, let's get to everything.

Dear Albertini, what a pleasure to see you again!

Thanks for the invite.

How are you? Let me introduce you to friends.

Giuseppe Coppola, Vincenzo Russo,

Saro Mandarà, Ciro Terranova and Tony Nicolodi

Sit down! - Merci.

I am truly happy, dear Albertini, that you have accepted my invitation.

I'm only sorry I couldn't receive you at my home.

My home would be honored.

If the two of us were in agreement, we would be without rivals and without competition.

But competition doesn't hurt, actually it's good, because without competition.

you sit down, you pull away and it doesn't go.

You, Monsieur Coppola, have betrayed me.

I was expecting you in Marseilles, but you didn't come.

But I forgive you because you preferred a friend.

I have to tell you the truth, you have chosen the best.

Speaking of the best, a friend of mine's wife

said he was the best, the strongest, the best.

And he: Shut up dear, you don't know me...

Don Calogero, it's partridge, a seasonal specialty.

I hope you will like it.

All right, let's try.

How did this story end?

Horribly, her husband killed her.

Monsieur Coppola, you speak Sicilian very well.

So-so, I manage. Okay.

Where were you born? Here? - No, in the United States.

The parents, however, were born in Sicily. The father left Canicattì 50 years ago.

Mr. Coppola is one who does honor to his land.

He is not one of those young people as there are today, vulgar,

with no respect for father, mother,

family, or language.

No, Mr. Coppola is like us, old-fashioned.

It would have been better with the french sauce.

I'm sorry you don't know its goodness.

It's just a shame.

I'm sure you will appreciate that of the Sicilian sauce.

Calm down gentlemen, nothing happened.

Please, sit down, continue eating, please.

Nothing happened.

There was no light, nothing more.

Please take a seat, ma'am.

Nothing happened, please.

Quick, play!

Do you know that this partridge is really good?

Good.

Take these things off.

The gentlemen are not coming back, are they?

Oh no, I really think not.

They wanted french sauce.

You don't have it and they are gone.

It has an immense value

which, however, can be transformed into a handful of flies.

Don Calogero, now is the time to speak.

How much does what has been done and what still needs to be done cost me?

Money? No money.

Sit down.

Realize that this circle is the commodity.

You promised a quarter to your dear Turkish friend, didn't you?

The other quarter is for the honored family here.

This is for our union and honorable family over there.

This is for me, for my personal risk

because a risk, you've seen it, exists and it's serious.

This is for my brother in America, for his speech,

and this is for you.

Doesn't that seem too little to you?

Little? On your side you can get about 3 million capsules

which, sold at 5 dollars each, make 15 million dollars,

that is 9 billion Italian lire.

Shit, you might as well settle!

Or did you prefer french sauce?

And may I know how I...

As they say, get back to America.

As you please.

And the goods?

No, the goods do not travel with you.

Oh no? And how?

With the ship.

With the ship?

What are you doing, are you kidding?

It's full of people, they're looking everywhere.

Calm down, calm down.

I can tell you that the goods will travel with a system

tested by the men of the Italian Navy during the war.

And what's more, it travels for free.

As?

This is a secret.

Rosalia, Lucy.

Today the gentlemen leave us, they return to the United States.

It's time to leave. I am sorry.

What a pity Mr. Coppola. - Come back soon.

The goods have already left with the ship.

She'll be in New York Harbor in a few days and you don't have to do anything, just wait.

Someone will come looking for you.

What if he doesn't come?

He's coming, rest assured.

Good luck.

Is that you, Larry? It has arrived now.

I'll keep up with him, but send me that money because I'm dry.

Okay okay.

I'll be alive. I'll give you news, bye.

Coppola is back.

Tommy called. - And how does the goods travel?

With the usual ship.

What are we to do?

From Sicily.

He's a crazy old man.

Calogero has become senile working with a guy like Coppola.

Why do you hate him so much?

I don't hate anyone, it would be useless.

You know his business. Horses, nightclubs and gambling dens.

So why is he making fun of us?

How much is his share?

He was promised a sixteenth. - Holy thief, who does he think he is?

Who? One with 50 kilos. Clear?

I feel my stomach turning.

Do you want to take him out?

Wake up Tony! Pay up and get her out of the way.

There is work to be done.

But what the hell is going on?

Squeeze yourself a little, Tony, what do you think a ship can give you?

Listen boss, I'm your slave.

I fucking need money.

But if you woke me up to tell me about a ship, I'll kill myself, I swear!

Don't scream, the blonde isn't deaf.

She doesn't even understand English, she's a Polish potato or I don't know

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She's German, big head. Mach schnell! Out! Raus!

And now what should I do?

La Traviata arrives tomorrow.

And what is Traviata?

Your aunt? - It's the ship.

Look over there.

Italian Navy, World War II.

Yes, take it easy Hellen.

Boys are like that, don't you know? It's only $2 after all.

Yes, narcotics office. But who am I talking to?

You are talking to Tommy Skates. Tell Mike Coppola is back.

He's empty-handed for now, but he's worth $20 million. True.

Twenty million! Hey Mike, Tommy Skates has gone crazy.

All right, wait a moment.

Wait. Yes?

And how do you know?

That's enough, Mike.

If you want to know more, bring me $1,000 in cash

and I'll tell you the rest.

Corner 46-8ª in half an hour.

I do not see her. Will have docked at Pier 52.

Get your men ready for tonight.

There he is. Go!

Hey Fred, stop!

It's a magnet.

At that time? What does it mean?

She was attached to the ship's keel, but without cargo.

Without goods?

Coppola preceded us. He took it all. He called me.

You're in a bad way, Tommy Skates.

My wife got caught.

Skates, I pranked Sally and you have to help me,

I don't want her to get mad. - He's pissed as a buffalo.

He says you stole a load from him.

It is true. But it's my stuff, you know?

But I'm a gentleman and I don't want to screw them over.

Give me some dough, Joe.

Or I'll stay here to babysit.

Okay. Tell him I'll be waiting for him at my house tonight with half my share in cash,

the other half on delivery.

And don't get angry, we are no longer in Al Capone's time.

Who is?

Sir, I remind you that the ceremony is about to begin.

Okay. Let them wait.

Yes? What?

Here they are.

Hi Joe! We brought you some Italian desserts all decorated.

How about a nice party with friends?

I like how he laughs!

What do these apes have in the box, bombs?

Come on, open up!

Tony, give me a hand.

Thanks Sally, I deserve it.

And now let's get down to business.

Boss, they broke into the garage. Send some people.

Wait for me here.

Smile for once, Larry. Please close.

I adore you gentlemen.

You are as innocent as children, beautiful and elegant.

Smile. I'm not here to haggle over the price.

Here is the purest snow that has ever fallen on the mountains of the world.

Pure, like the tears of a virgin.

Try it. Look at her.

Taste it. Smell it.

Get drunk.

Well? - Fabulous! You are right.

Let's say divine.

The price? - Keep it low.

I am an artist in selling.

How much is it in all?

Fifty kilos.

Thirty million cursed and devalued American dollars. Cash!

Here is the other half.

Don't count them, I don't like wary people.

Not one is missing, I assure you.

There are old friends who would like to see you and thank you.

Gentlemen, our hero.

We didn't like you, Joe.

I still can't figure out if you're in it or you're in it.

You had the guts to go underwater without even a woolen shirt.

But you're stupid if you thought you could get away with it.

Tell him everything Joe. - Take courage, sing.

Women say you have a beautiful voice.

I brought you a deal worth a fortune.

You made a mistake, a big mistake.

You know too many things, my dear Joe, Names, faces, cities.

And this is very serious.

You're not cut out for this job, so you have to disappear, you know?

How much time do I have left?

Break the clock too. - For us your time has already stopped.

How's Mike doing?

When the team arrives we will raid.

No, wait for dawn. - OK boss.

I bet you know how to die with dignity.

Safe. Do you believe me when I tell you I'm sorry?

Don't make it too long, Sally. You just want the money.

Your mouth is dirty, Joe.

It really needs to be smashed.

Bastard. You would kill for a dollar.

Maybe you're right.

Street!

May God forgive me!

The Bible seems meaningless to me tonight.

Violence is everywhere.

Our own cities are invaded by them

and we all grow up in the shadow of the lie.

We must rise up against the threat of evil.

Silence is a sin.

And our children judge our silence implacable.

You are under arrest. Let's go.

There he is! - And he! come!

Come quickly! - It's Coppola, this way!

Coppola! Where's the drug? - How many kilos, tell us Coppola!

Tell us your impressions, Coppola! - Who are the accomplices?

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Coppola, this way! Where's the drug? - A statement for the newspaper!

Tell us your impressions! - Where's the drugs?

Who are the partners? - How many kilos?

How did Coppola carry the drugs?

A statement for my newspaper!

Joseph Coppola!

How is your wife, Sam? - A landslide.

Is that all my salary? I believed more.

We will send you the prize.

As your immediate boss, I suggest you disappear for a while.

Joe Coppola is finished. It's inside a coffin.

Rest in the meantime. Then we'll see what happens to you.

I risked my life.

When the officer shot me, even though I knew he was pretending, I was shaking with fear.

So I want to be treated kindly!

Okay, okay!

Congratulations, congratulations and best wishes!

And do not give in to nerves.

That Tony Nicolodi I brought with me...

I like it. What will happen to him?

Mind your own business and don't forget

that we are not the Salvation Army.

You've never understood anything in here.

Are you speaking, one of our

most ruthless police inspectors?

Then take note. I demand immediate release for that Tony.

I'll be gone for a while, but I'm asking for protection, for now,

and a quiet place behind that table when I get back.

Okay, but calm down.

Joe? - Yes?

The other exit.