All language subtitles for Le.Indagini.Di.Lolita.Lobosco.1x04.Gioco.Pericoloso.iTALiAN.DSNP.WEBRip.XviD-Pir8.it-en

Cavatelli, mussels and clams
by Salvatore.

Whoever takes them is a connoisseur.

-My!
- Well done lady.

Marauder's mixed fried food,
dry out your palate and drink more wine.

-Here's the scoundrel.
-Good luck with the beautiful lady.

Savior,
we are all former classmates.

Finally boiled cod.

-I feel overwhelmed by sadness.
-I've been indisposed.

I have stomach flu.

-Put the plate here?
-Please.

We understood it was for her.
Enjoy your meal.

Why do we always come here?

It's tradition to do
class dinners always here.

They treat us like crap.
Nice tradition!

Listen, Vittorio.

-Do you always deal with public relations?
-Yes.

-I'm coming back from the United States now.
-Beautiful works that travel!

We travel too.

Yes? Polignano Cisternino round trip.

"Felix est non alis qui videtur,
sed sibi."

Translate for us mere mortals.

"Happy is he
which is believed to be so."

-A toast to us, former schoolmates.
-To us!

Come on!

From the Last Supper Vittorio
He looks twenty years older.

Anto'!

-Sometimes you seem like Vincenzina, my neighbor.
-I'm a policeman, I observe.

But you observe certain things more than others.

Guys, I'm tired.
I have a time zone to get over.

Are you staying?

-Yes.
-No.

If you come away, let's make the way
Together. I'm on foot.

-Yes? I'll take you with Bianchina.
-How do I get back?

-You find a ride.
-I don't want to mess up your plans.

I'm taking a walk.
Will be for another time.

-Safe?
-Yes.

Hello, Anto'.

-HI.
-Hi, Vitto'.

-Good night see you soon.
-Come on, tell me why you're angry with him.

-I don't like the way he looks at you.
-How does he look at me?

-As if he wanted to undress you.
-Do not you think

that might please me
let someone undress me?

Trust me, he wouldn't undress you well.

-What do you know about it?
-I told you.

-I observe.
-Ah!

Ah!

Cell phone rings

Yes?

-Loli', it's me.
-What time is it?

-This is Vittorio Lamuraglia.
-Oh mama!

Vittorio has become an obsession
for you. What did he do to you now?

Vittorio is dead, Loli'.

He died?

How did he die"?

I arrive.

I am waiting for you.

They found him this morning
under his house.

It seems that he fell from the wall
near the castle.

-Who found it?
-Someone who lives there.

-Didn't they help him?
-No, it seems that he had been dead for hours.

Where is he now?

He's in the morgue.

I am sorry.

I am sorry.

I don't like the passing of time
and for this reason not even the repatriates.

Old friends must
remain under the shrine of memories

mythical and out of time
like movie and football stars.

If you know them,
they become too human.

When I get involved,
I always make mistakes just like in love.

If the reunion is dyed too
yellow, then it's a big problem

because not only one of yours died
dear friend, but also a part of you.

Youth.

Were you very close friends?

Classmates
they are always very good friends

even if you lose sight of them.

I knew him,
he always came to the stadium too.

-I didn't make you a fan.
-Great!

Vittorio too, still at the stadium.
Rain, sun, snow.

-Can you tell me something about the body?
-I haven't done the autopsy yet.

It appears from blood tests
one gram of alcohol per liter.

It's not a lot. In fact he didn't seem drunk.

It's not a large amount.

Difficult to lose balance
to the point of falling down.

-So he didn't slip.
-Not because of alcohol.

To say whether he slipped or was
thrown away, a technical assessment is needed.

-Are you telling me it's suicide?
-It seems like a viable hypothesis to me.

But last night we had a good time
Together! He was happy.

-Then someone goes out and kills himself?
-When it comes to suicide, I can tell you

I've seen some strange things.
Suicide is a mystery.

-Thank you.
-Loli'!

You have to take care of yourself.

♪ The further away you are from me,
I feel you closer. ♪

♪ Who knows at this moment
Who do you think about, what do you do? ♪

♪ You put it in my veins ♪

♪ a poison that is sweet. ♪

♪ This cross weighs on me
that I drag for you. ♪

I don't say "good morning" to you because
I realized it's not air this morning.

-How did you understand that?
-Low shoe, good mood that passes.

-You're wasted here.
-Sense? Scivittaro is wasted here.

Hey!

Lolita!

-Anto'.
-Good morning.

Who's on Vittorio's case?
What is PM?

It seems like Sallusti to me.

Sallusti? I've heard of them

-Everyone's talking about it.
-Why?

She is a beautiful, elegant woman.
A little character.

But above all she is elegant,
like Kate Middleton.

She's a "washer".

Sometimes we get bored at the police station
so...

-You make films about magistrates.
-No, it's the others. What are you doing? Where are you going?

-From Sallusti.
-Without telling you?

We women don't formalize ourselves.

These are things of you men.

"Things about you men!"
Now a forty-eight happens.

-After you.
-Excuse me, I'm Dr. Lobosco.

Did we have an appointment?

No, but I have to talk to her
of an urgent matter.

-I'm sorry, I'm busy.
-It's a two minute thing.

Come on, say.

I know she's dealing with it
of the Lamuraglia case.

I wanted to tell her
that yesterday we were having dinner together.

-Yes?
-Yes.

-A dinner with old classmates.
-I understand, I'm very sorry.

I told him because Vittorio is
left late and wasn't drunk.

I understand his pain, but we are
convinced it was an accident.

Or a suicide. If she requested
an expert opinion, we could establish it.

Doctor Lobosco, in what capacity
do you make such a request to me?

Then with all due respect
for his feelings

-we have more urgent cases to follow.
-Dr. Sallusti, excuse me.

Excuse me!
Her two minutes are over.

Come on, Dani!

Now I understand why she didn't answer me
more on the phone. Everything is clear.

What do you want? You left him.

But I called him lots of times
to apologize.

You act crazy and then complain
that men run away.

In the meantime it seems to me
that he is consoling himself.

You know that witch as she calls him?

-What do you call him?
-Dani.

You are jealous.

-Yes, I'm jealous. At that time?
-You should have thought about it first.

-No, I'll think about it now.
-Then she says he doesn't act crazy.

-Let's run.
-No, I walk fast.

Run!

-Hey! What happened to you?
-I went running. Why?

-You could have told me.
-Should I also tell you when I go running?

-How did you go to Sallusti?
-Another topic?

I got it.

Jacovella is back
from the convention in Denmark.

Alleluia!

I could kill two birds with one
fava and instead I have to go back up the stairs.

You train, you have the suit.

Are you looking for this by any chance?

Good boy.

Good luck!

Next.

That's how it went, Lolita.
It was a bad accident.

No, commissioner.
Things didn't go that way.

How do you mean?

I spoke with Chelino,
that of the hedgehog kiosk.

He said he told her

than the car that hit my father
he hadn't braked.

But this statement of his
It's not in the report. How come?

I know Chelino.
He's a good man, but he's old now.

Maybe he remembers telling me
but he didn't tell me.

No, Chelino is eighty years old,
but he remembers everything.

She doesn't even remember
to have spoken to a witness.

She doesn't remember it that much
that she deleted him from the relationship.

-What you say is very serious, you know?
-Yes.

I'm ready to say it again
before the magistrate if necessary.

Lolita!

Why are you so adamant?

Irreducible?

We're talking about a probable here
murder disguised as an accident.

This would keep me up at night
even for a stranger.

Imagine for my father! Therefore the
word "irreducible" is not right.

I am worried and alarmed
not to mention terrified by the fact

that someone didn't investigate.

Someone knew
and he pretended not to know.

Sit down.

You're right, Chelino told me
that the car did not brake.

I wrote it in the relationship.

-Wrote it?
-Yes.

But when I returned to the police station,
I was called into a room

where I found colleagues from
Flying Squad and the magistrate.

I was young, a young man
and insignificant official.

-AND?
-AND...

The magistrate told me
to rewrite the report

omitting the testimony of
Chelino to preserve the investigation.

You pretended
that there were no witnesses.

I was just starting out,
what was I supposed to do?

I do not know.

I know my father is dead

and that a policeman
should always seek the truth.

That's what I will do and I can't
do it while staying here, she teaches me.

I'm sorry about you.

I'm more sorry.

Lolita, what are you doing?

What I did.

Listen, Lolita. The things
they can also be changed from the inside.

The arrangement of the furniture
or the pens in the pencil holder?

Do not do that!
Stop, let's think calmly.

I don't want to reason.

I just want to leave!

-You can not.
-Why?

Because this job is your life!

So I got mine all wrong
life because this job is nothing!

-Don't say that, doctor.
-What do I have? Huh?

You have Portia, you have your children
and he has a mother!

The nurse.

Loli', you keep me! Hold us!

-To us.
-You care about us.

-Take off.
-I won't let you go.

I'm an adult and I don't argue
my decisions with no one.

I am noone?

-Loli'!
-Hello, Tryphon.

Wait, wait

I'll prepare the turnip tops for you.

Now I'll give you a little more
of fresh things.

Thanks, but I don't eat at home.
I go to my mother.

You give them to her.

Gift from the company.

-Trifo, can I ask you something?
-Tell me.

My father had to deal with those
of drug trafficking?

Your father? With drugs?

-Loli', what do you have in mind?
-Don't beat around the bush, tell me the truth.

You know Gesuina.
Who was Ciro Semeraro?

Ciro Semeraro is dead. I
I don't talk about it and I don't talk about it with you.

Listen. You know what your father said
whose drugs were brought to Bari?

He said that they killed people
their children and their children's children

and they were not worthy
to be called "people".

-But he knew them.
-Of course, everyone at the port knows each other.

Look, I have to tell you the truth. Sometimes
they approached your father.

They wanted him to drive the speedboat
for them, however...

Your father's answer is always
there was only one. "No, no and no."

In the end they understood
and they never asked him again.

Your father was a smuggler
seriously, we had dignity.

Here you are.

Say hello to Nunzia. He always is
your mother is a very beautiful woman.

I called her "the queen of old Bari".

-Tripho.
-Eh.

Are you making "provolone" with Nunzia?

-I?
-Mm.

-To Nunzia? I would never allow myself!
-Good, don't dare.

No.

Did you get fired? Truly?

Yes but'. I'm just joking
about something like this?

You who leave the Police. Possible?

If you realize that all that
what you believe is a lie, what do you do?

-Are you staying or going?
-I'm staying, running away is useless.

Then what are these lies?

-Things from the past.
-Meaning what?

-Meh, say it! You're making me worry, Loli.
-No but'!

Come on, let's talk about it later.

All right.
But promise me that you won't give up.

When your mother found herself alone
with two little girls, has she given up? No.

I rolled up my sleeves and I am
went into service to support you.

-I know but'.
-Then you don't have to give up either.

All right.

-Oh, ma!
-Huh?

-I forgot.
-What?

Look what Tryphon sends you.

-To me?
-To you, to you!

He said to me: "Say hello to me
the queen of old Bari."

She is kind.

-We have to invite him sometime.
-He's a nice man, ma.

-He has fabulous vegetables.
-Go away! I am married.

But he is sure
that he has fabulous vegetables.

Ursula! Where are you?

Now who is this Ursula?

[in Swedish] Two, three, four

five, six, eight, nine, ten!

Here is Ursula, the new guest.

Damn, I smell children.

More than a guest,
she seems more like a babysitter.

Ursula? Your Marcello is here.

Marcellus? Come here.

Shall we go and live la dolce vita?

-Like "Marcello"?
-He invented this thing.

-He thinks he's funny.
-Ready for the Bari "by night" tour?

We look at the landscapes,
let's eat ice cream.

-Then a little Italian lesson.
-Ready for a tour of Puglia.

Marry him, then let's see the sweet life!

Stop, lady! What are you doing?

-Good morning, ma'am.
-Good morning. Do you know it's dangerous here?

They found a gentleman down here,
poor Vittorio.

He was right under this wall.

Did you know Vittorio?

Yes, he was my neighbor.
I live there.

Oh mama,
I didn't sleep all night! You come.

Listen, ma'am.

Think that Vittorio
did he jump down alone?

Thrown away?

No, when ever? Vittorio was one
cheerful person, he always joked.

I think he slipped. Perhaps
she drank one glass too many.

I always said
which is dangerous here.

It's not like she saw it the other night
or heard something?

-Are you a policewoman?
-Yes, I'm deputy commissioner Lobosco.

Ah, so important! A woman.
No, I'm sorry, doctor.

I didn't see anything,
I was watching television.

But I remember one thing.

Around midnight
the garbage truck passed.

I remember it because it didn't pass
since three days. There was a stench!

So I went to sleep happy.

Who expected they would
found Vittorio down here!

We know so much
how do these things go in Italy.

We will never know what happened.

-Esposito!
-There he is!

Please go and get mine
card and the gun from Jacovella?

Right away. So stay.

Lamuraglia deserves it
a more thorough investigation.

I am convinced
that it was a murder.

If this is what makes you stay,
I also think it's murder.

Yes.

-It's a massacre.
-So we agree.

Totally agree.

We need to look for the driver
of the garbage truck

who passed by Vittorio's house.
Are you going, Anto'?

No.

-I finished my shift. Are you going, Lello?
-Anto', wait!

After going to the police commissioner or before?

-After.
-After.

Anto', you're not happy
that I'm back?

No, Lolita. I understand that matter
of your father has shaken you.

But now it's not possible
that any death is murder.

I was at Vittorio's house.

The parapet is too high,
It couldn't have fallen by accident.

I understand.

-Did you have to tell me something else?
-No.

No?
Ok, see you tomorrow.

Dad! Dad! Can I take a bath?

Of course you can, love.

Tonight you are our guest, Loli'!

This cooked on the grill with potatoes
new leaves and rosemary. What do you say?

I would like it very much,
but I have other things on my mind.

Vittorio Lamuraglia, I imagine.

-Yes, did you do the autopsy?
-Yes.

-Did you know he had an operation?
-No.

-What is it about?
-He has a long scar on his back.

She had her lung removed
which suggests a tumor.

-It's a very complex operation.
-How long ago did she do it?

Not much.

Two, three months probably.

Forte had said
that something was wrong.

-What did you say?
-Nothing, my considerations.

Doctor!

Expo'! What are you doing here? What happens?

I tried to call,
but she doesn't take it. I found it!

-Who did you find?
-The driver of the garbage truck.

-Okay, we'll get there as soon as possible.
-Later!

Do you want a hand, Loli'?

Oh, they're stealing my Bianchina.

Oh! What do you think you'll do?

Where do you want to go?
Calm down, I'll put the handcuffs on you.

-Are you a guard?
-Yes.

Don't take me in! Please!

-As?
-Good.

-Do you live in the area?
-Yes, from my aunt.

Why? Your mother and father?

My father is far away, in Rebibbia
and my mother I don't know.

She left six months ago
and she didn't tell me where.

-Is your aunt from the neighborhood?
-Yes Madam.

My name is Lolita.

Dominic.

-Domenico, do you go to school?
-No.

Of course"? If you don't go to school,
How do you find honest work?

Who gives me honest work
with a father like mine?

What does it mean? Then you must be
necessarily like your father?

-You speak well!
-Oh! My father was like yours.

Yet I studied
and I became a policeman.

Truly?

Eh, he was a smuggler.

-You do not believe me?
-Yes, yes, I trust you.

But my brother tried to do it
policeman, but they didn't want it.

-Did you pay anyone?
-But which one is "paid"?

I did my duty.
I studied and became a policeman.

I don't know!

It's strange. They told him

than the children of criminals
they can't be guards.

It doesn't say "guards".

You haven't even finished eating!

If you need something,
I'm here.

But you know how to write.

-Good evening, doctor.
-Good evening.

What a pity!

-You almost missed your nephew.
-Thanks for the information.

I hadn't seen him for a while. It happened
something? Did you argue?

No, imagine!

Because I would be sorry. Also
if he is young, I liked him for you.

-Anyway he left recently.
-Thank you.

-It's mine!
-No, I took it first.

-Dad, do you see Giovanni?
-Give the croissant to your brother.

Minors must be protected.
I've already said.

Take the toast.

Intercom

-Now who is he?
-I do not know? Am I a magician?

-Yes.
-It's me.

Lolita?

-You thought so!
-I came to get you, come down.

I'm coming down, I'm coming.

I have to go, have a good day.
Don't fight, you two.

-Hi Dad. Say hello to Lolita.
-All right.

HI.

Anto', how are you?

-What happened? Speaks.
-Nothing! What happened?

Listen, let you know

if one has a father with a criminal conviction,
can he join the Police?

Loli', you know. The responsability
criminal is personal.

-Article 27 paragraph one of the Constitution.
-Yes, I know the law.

-But what happens in reality?
-Okay, practice is something else.

Meaning what?

The practice is that if you come
to buzz me at home without telling me

you make a mess for me. All right?

Who was Vittorio Lamuraglia.

For some of us he was a companion
from school, the nicest.

He was the one going behind
to teachers to imitate them

or he had the joke ready.

For others he was a life partner.

An husband.

Vittorio was not...

-But who is he? The wife?
-The ex.

-I've never see her.
-They had been separated for many years.

It doesn't matter how deeply
you knew him.

He felt it immediately
that Vittorio was special.

We will all miss him.

The sea will certainly hear it
which was like her house.

Because you didn't come to the dinner
the other night?

I don't know, maybe I wanted to avoid it
Vittorio himself.

Why?

Because I couldn't
to do enough for him.

What do you mean?

Recently,
maybe four or five months ago

he came to the studio,
he needed 25,000 euros.

25,000 euros?

-Did you give them to him?
-No, I didn't have them.

We even joked about it.

He said cavities
they don't make as much as they used to.

-Did he tell you about his state of health?
-No.

-What state of health?
-Vittorio had a tumor.

-A tumor?
-Yes.

No, he didn't tell me anything!

Do you think that money
did he need them for treatment?

I don't know, maybe.

Oh god, I'm sorry!

If he didn't take care of himself because of me,
I will never forgive myself!

Hand!

-Calm.
-Why? Why?

I know for a fact that he had surgery.

I miss you.

The other time it was
a bit of a peculiar situation, huh?

I'd say!

But now that period is over.

Why don't we meet again?

Because now I'm in another period.

-You're seeing someone.
-No.

-But you're in love.
-No, Stefano, no.

No, but yes.

I know the look
when you're in love.

It will pass.

As they say, "love is a fever
of growth", right?

However, it must not pass.
You deserve all the happiness in the world.

Anto', can you track down Vittorio's ex?
I want to talk to her.

I don't know where he lives. I know she works in
a travel agency. Am I going there?

No, I'll go.

You accompany Esposito
to urban waste disposal.

All right.

Damn!

-Where are you going?
-A mess!

-Come closer.
-Here we are.

But really tighten up.

Here she is!

-Tonio!
-Tonio.

-Good.
-Tonio.

-Tonio!
-Another one. Here it is.

Do you need help with the photo?

-Hi, Lolita.
-Hi, Ursula.

-What are you doing here?
-I work here. What are you doing here?

It doesn't sound like the Bari tour to me
old, it seems like another tour to me!

A beautiful view is always beautiful.

If there is a detour to make,
I do it.

A detour?

Sounds like a trailer tour to me.

When ever? We're taking photos
for Ursula's friends.

Then I am a separated man.
What do you expect?

Nothing.

Look.

-Do you know what my friend says?
-What?

-You are more handsome than Mastroianni.
-Yes, the same!

-Your friend has good taste.
-Alright. Hello, Tonio.

Let me see.

-Cesarino Bonsante?
-Yes.

-Chosen agent Esposito Raffaele.
-Pleasure.

Look, we wanted to know if you saw it
or heard something special

the night she fell
that person from the parapet

-in Via delle Mantellate.
-What can I tell you?

When I come by at that time, he's not there
living soul in the middle of the street.

Mostly elderly people live there,
it is a very quiet area.

-It's safe?
-Yes, everything was normal.

But now that I think about it,
a taxi passed.

I wondered who could
calling him at that time of night

since they are all elderly there.

-A taxi.
-Yes, a taxi.

I saw it well, too
she flashed because she didn't pass.

Mr Bonsante, make an effort.

In the taxi besides the driver
Was there anyone else?

I did not noticed.

-He didn't see it.
-No.

-Okay, it can go. Go.
-Go, go.

Circular.

When we were married, Vittorio mi
he often talked about you, doctor.

Really? What was she saying?

That she was a brilliant girl
and she did honor to the female gender.

-Cute! Vittorio has always been kind.
-Yes.

He knew his way with women,
she liked to flirt.

But he always remained faithful to me.
After all, he was a romantic.

-What was your relationship like after the separation?
-We no longer had a relationship.

Only recently Vittorio
he showed up.

He came here and he asked me to help him.

For what?

He had to leave for Chicago,
he was in a hurry.

He needed a flight
and a residence to stay in.

-Did he tell you the nature of the trip?
-On business, he said.

-But I don't know if it was true.
-Do you think I lied to you?

Who knows!
Vittorio was a complicated person.

Like all avid players,
he was a liar.

I did not know
that he had a gambling habit.

He suffered from a form of gambling addiction.

The game was more important than me.
This is why we separated.

I understand.

-I make sure that no one enters here.
-Watch your back.

-Catherine!
-HI.

-What a surprise!
-"What a surprise" I should say.

-What happens?
-I thought you were resting

and I brought you hot panzerotti home.

Ah.

Now they've grown cold,
I am sorry.

Guess who opened the door for me?

The cleaning lady?

-Are you kidding me?
-No because?

You're against it
even to the cleaning ladies?

No, I'm not against it.

But that woman loves you very much
because she is your mother.

My mother?

She definitely made the ears
her and came to bring them to me.

I tell her that she shouldn't bother,
but she cares.

She-she was tidying up the house.
-He does, it's a courtesy that...

Lello, will you stop?
It's her name on the doorbell.

Why did not you tell me
that you live with your mother?

How did I tell you?

You said you can't stand it
thirty-year-olds who live with their mother.

Instead of finding a home,
do you fill me with balls?

How do I find a house
with my salary?

I can't afford it on my own
and in fact I live with a roommate!

You're right, I told you a lie.

It's because I love you.

You chose the wrong way
to prove it to me.

What was I supposed to do?

-Goodbye, Lello. Good luck.
-Cateri'! Catherine!

-Nice picture.
-Loli', you scared me!

-Where do you come from?
-I was passing by here.

-What are you doing?
-I'm updating the site.

There is a lot of competition,
I have to get busy.

Here you are.

Speaking of competition,
today I saw Tonio with Ursula.

All right.

It seems to me that Tonio doesn't consider
this Ursula like the other tourists.

Listen, Loli, it's enough for me that you work,
the rest doesn't matter to me.

But they were off the itinerary,
I have to tell you this.

In what sense?

They were under the police station
and they were going to the seaside.

Alright.

-In a wheelchair.
-How about in a wheelchair?

The wheelchair wasn't on the...

-Hugged?
-A bit'.

-Then?
-Enough, then I left.

-You are separated, what could I tell him?
-What could you tell him!

You could have told him that he was working

and certain things are not done on site
of work, it is not professional.

It's "dirty"! Then who pays
the wheelchair? Who pays it?

Wait until he comes back!

-Oh.
-Huh?

But do you have feelings for Tonio?

-Try, try.
-What do I feel? Apart from being angry, nothing.

Lie.

What a "lie", ma!
We were rubbish when we were married.

He is always depressed and I am followed by him
to children, home. Was that life?

-But now he's working.
-Yes, too much.

You were wrong to kick him out.

If there is something to say against me,
she turns against me.

But go! I look at the facts.

You are alone and the children are not
they never see their father. That's no good!

-Your father and I were always together.
-Except when he was inside.

-Saint Nicholas, help me! Today I'm going to choke her.
-Come on, don't argue.

-It was a complicated day.
- Enough with the past.

I'm an entrepreneur,
I have to think about business.

Good.

Affairs of the heart
they come before everyone else.

Yeah, for sure!

♪ Affairs of the heart sweep you away ♪

♪ and there's no need to hold on
a bit of nostalgia. ♪

Not this song.

[In chorus]

♪ Affairs of the heart, failed because of... ♪

Loli', you too!

[In chorus]

♪ Affairs of the heart for whom
like us he has never done business ♪

♪ only and always trouble. ♪

♪ Affairs of the heart,
They cheat you, you know. ♪

♪ But next time
Swear all you want, you'll fall for it again. ♪

♪ Affairs of the heart, of piracy ♪

♪ of caresses stolen in the dark
in a street. ♪

♪ Affairs of the heart,
there is no guarantee. ♪

♪ Maybe tomorrow
you will no longer be mine. ♪

♪ Affairs of the heart
for those like us ♪

♪ has never done business... ♪

Tell me how we get in
at Lamuraglia's house?

Now you see it.

Three two one.

-Good morning, doctor!
-Good morning, Mrs Ganymede.

-Goodmorning doctor.
-Good morning, but I'm not a doctor.

What will it ever be!
You will take it too.

Nowadays they give a degree to anyone,
even from the computer.

My nephew took it that way
and they even gave him 110 and praise.

Ma'am, I wanted to ask you something.
Do you happen to have Vittorio's keys?

We should go in
and we didn't want to break the door.

Of course!

Vittorio left me a couple.

When he left,
I watered his plants.

I knew it, one always leaves
the keys to a neighbor.

The doctor thinks I'm a "big girl",
but I have a green thumb.

Wait.

-I don't believe anything.
-Come on.

-Here they are.
-Thank you, beautiful lady.

I can see the mandate of
search signed by Sallusti?

Anto', we don't need it.
Vittorio was a school friend.

Let's take a home visit
of an old friend.

You really can't stand Sallusti.
Who knows why!

My goodness, you never change!

-I'll take that as a compliment?
-See you.

Is this Scatucci?

Yes. It's Captain Scatucci,
the Lion of Bari.

Three months ago
a heart attack took him away from us.

When he died, the team was not
the same anymore and maybe not even me.

"To my dear friend
Vittorio 'O Bebbè."

'O Baby?

It's an epithet, a nickname.

How nice he was!
We had a lot of laughs.

Come on. Let's do it.

Anto', it's full of receipts
of match bets.

"Mister Vittorio Lamuraglia."

-What is that?
-Look here.

Introna was right.

He went for surgery
of lung cancer two months ago.

Nothing but a holiday!

"Surgery, anesthesia, operating room."

"Chemotherapy,
single room, $180,000."

That's a lot of money!

One hundred and eighty thousand dollars.

Maybe he paid for the operation
with the money won on bets.

You saw someone playing
to bets and wins?

No.

Indeed...
Player's ruin theorem.

In a bet against a dealer
unlimited, the player loses.

Good boy.

Modestly
I'll chew on some statistics.

-Why don't you chew anything?
-I'll eat now.

However we are always there.
Where did you find the money for the operation?

-Lolita.
-Huh?

I'm talking to you!

Sorry, I was thinking.

-To who? To Vittorio?
-No, to you.

Sorry, but what did you mean when did you
said that practice is something else?

What practice?

The son of a convicted felon
can join the police

because criminal liability
it's personal. But then you said

that practice is something else.
What did you mean?

It was just saying.

If I were on the commission,
I would prefer the policeman's daughter

-to the smuggler's daughter.
-Okay!

-So I?
-What does that have to do with anything? You were a champion.

Will be!

Inaudible voices

You know you'd be just fine
with an earring?

What are you saying?

-An earring!
-Actually, it would look great on you.

-With the earring?
-Yes!

If I were you,
I would get a whole tattoo here.

I would write "Lolita".

Please, Lolita. I'm an inspector
of the police, not a "hooligans".

Notification from mobile phone

You can get a tattoo
on the tip of the nose.

-It would amuse me. Make a little heart.
-Then I do "Hare Krishna".

Laugh

Laugh.

"Vibonese 2 - Ternana 0.25 K."

"Padova 0 - Vincenza 0.45 K."

"Catanzaro - Bisceglie, 107 K."

-"K" is a thousand, right?
-I think so. That's a lot, huh?

Since Vittorio had no money,
this wasn't his money.

Whose were they?

We'll find out in the next episode,
that is, tomorrow.

-I want to go home, I'm tired.
-No, wait.

Where is Esposito?

I sent him to check the alibi
of the taxi driver, but he got lost.

-I think he has one.
-A mother.

Anto'!

-Goodnight... Good morning, Scivittaro.
- Well done, doctor.

-Everything okay, doctor?
-Yes, everything is fine.

Horn

I came to give you back the keys,
I had forgotten to give them to him.

You shouldn't have bothered,
you could bring them tomorrow morning.

No disturbances. Look, one thing.
Why are there three keys?

You are good at investigating.

So one is from the door, one
of the apartment and one of the garage.

Does it have a garage?

Yes, it's behind my house,
next to the door.

Vittorio spent entire nights there.
Do you want to see it?

Let's hope.

-Excuse me, but aren't you eating?
-Yes, I'll eat something later.

If you allow,
I'm making a good chicken broth.

I would not know.

I know,
We'll be at the table in half an hour. Here.

Thank you.

-Back here, huh?
-Yes, back here. Poor children!

It's ready for the table!

He was always unlucky.

Since he separated,
he didn't want to get engaged anymore.

He was always alone.

Every now and then someone came in the evening,
but then the next morning he disappeared.

As you say, "relationships
occasional". You young people... Eh!

He had no friends,
people who came to visit him?

No!

-His only friend was the dog, Gio Paulo.
-Joao Paulo.

Yes, like the Bari footballer.

He loved him like a son,
then two years ago he passed away.

He was eighteen though.
Vittorio was very sorry!

I had never seen him like this.
He was white, tired.

All right, ma'am. I really have to
go. Thank you, everything was delicious.

She apologizes. Were you sleeping, Espo'?

No! Imagine, doctor,
I was about to go dancing.

Take a seat.

Espo', shall we not disturb her?

Who? She? That one over there when she sleeps,
is in apparent death.

You don't even wake her up
with cannon fire.

Doctor, if you have come for
that taxi, unfortunately I have no news.

I'm working on it,
but I have little information.

Don't worry.

Priorities have changed. Listen.

There's an encrypted folder in here.

Can you open it?

-I'll take it to the lab.
-No, to the laboratory, no.

There are too many curious people at the police station.
This time I'm working under the radar.

Oh! Can you open it or not?

-I think so.
-"I think"?

-Yes, doctor.
-All right.

Then I'll see you tomorrow morning.

-It's already tomorrow morning.
-Ah.

Then I'm leaving,
so you don't waste time. At eight.

Alright,
tomorrow morning at eight at the police station.

No.

At my home,
so I get a few hours of sleep.

Lellù,
at forty are you still with your mother?

But I'm thirty.

Then where do I put it?

Stay, I know the way.

-Lelluccio, who are you?
-Nothing, mom.

Like "nothing"?
I heard a female's voice.

Lorella Cuccarini was there, Ma.

-Lorella Cuccarini?
-Eh.

Meh!

Some mornings you run
and thoughts run with you.

You don't want to think about anything
and think about everything.

Then if you start taking stock,
you're screwed.

At that point there is only one way to
save you. You have to accelerate, run.

You have to run to feel alone
the heart beats fast, nothing else.

Doctor!

-Espo', what are you doing here?
-I'm coming to your house.

-Didn't we say eight?
-Excuse me! I did not realized.

-Did you open the folder?
-Certain.

-You are truly a computer wizard!
-Modestly.

It took me all night, al
laboratory do it in ten minutes

but in the end I did it. In the
folder there were a lot of files.

One is a chat between Lamuraglia
and a certain Notarnicola

who commented on the results
of bets.

You checked
who is Notarnicola?

He is a known money launderer. He has
already done three years and four months.

He was in cahoots with another handsome man
convicted felon, a certain Peppe Carofiglio

called "Squagghiasole"
who was a professional...

-What, Espo'?
-The taxi driver, doctor.

This could be the taxi outside your house
of Vittorio on the evening of his death.

Eh.

Come to my place,
I'll offer you breakfast.

I even have mum's folders!

Did you fix it all yourself?

-Slowly I put it back together. Do you like it?
-She's gorgeous.

She also has the mirror.
It's a madhouse here.

Let's go, Espo'.

-I would like to have my own house.
-Why don't you do it?

-My ex-girlfriend also said it.
-Why "ex"? Have you broken up?

Eh! She found out
that I still live with my mother.

-Didn't you tell him?
-I was ashamed.

Espo', you should never lie
to women. They make you pay for it.

I noticed.

Doctor, but you as a female
what are you saying? Do I have another chance?

It depends on how successful you are
to amaze this woman.

As?

I can't say it, you have to find it from
Alone. Show me what you've discovered.

Do you see? These are the messages
which was exchanged with Notarnicola.

So Vittorio bet on his behalf.

Exactly.

[in Bari] "Who died?"

"I am sorry,
I don't know what happened."

These are the last ones
two messages they sent each other?

Yes.

-Notarnicola seems quite resentful.
-"Resentful?"

-He's pissed off like a hyena.
-Here you are.

But this bet
it's the first one he's lost.

Doctor, what bet?
That's suicide.

Nobody would have bet
100,000 euros on Rieti.

-Why?
-Him It was a given that he would win Bari.

He was first in the rankings
the penultimate Rieti.

Ah!

He even says "I'm sorry".

-But did Scatucci play?
-He played? I was at the stadium.

He scored three goals that if I think about it,
I get goosebumps.

Expo', I have to go.

He prints these things and leaves them up here for me.

How do I close?

You pull the door. Listen to me,
Don't go around snooping around.

They have been friends for years.

Then what happened?

'O Baby asked my husband
to sell a game

and he broke off the relationship.

He didn't accept anyone
questioned his honesty.

He told him:
"The Lion of Bari is not for sale."

He scored three goals that Sunday.

Yes. Rieti - Bari, 1 to 4.

I know.

He played as if it were his last game
of his life and it was.

Goal!

Now he goes to lunch on the seafront
sweet company and doesn't even call.

-Gabriella saw everything!
-There was no reception!

There was the brunette!

-She didn't take it.
-He ran his hand through your hair.

I have hair?

-Shut up!
-I ask the doctor if I have hair.

Doctor...

-It was Lolita, we were doing an investigation.
-What investigation?

Now I'll give you one! I know everything.

-What do you know?
-She's a slut!

-She "handled" everything!
-Lady.

Please, the language.

-What I've said? She touched you, she touched you.
-You said "slut"!

It was a stalking,
Lolita and I were on duty.

Of course?

We have James Bond.
I run the house.

Children, bills, laundry, homework,
flu, cartoons

and this provolone goes around on the
seafront for service reasons!

Lady, just think
that she has to do everything?

She understands herself.

-And the couple?
-Which couple?

What do you two do for the couple?

-What are you doing here?
-I have to tell you something important.

What?
Are you sleeping with Sallusti?

-It's your right, no problem.
-What are you saying?

-Miss, is everything okay with your nephew?
-Yes, everything is fine. Thank you.

-I have no time.
-Give me thirty seconds and I'll explain!

Come on tell me.

I discovered a ride
of people who fix football matches.

-It is run by Notarnicola and a taxi driver.
-Yes, Peppe Carofiglio

called Squagghiasole with
Vittorio Lamuraglia known as 'O Bebbè.

He corrupted the players
and he laundered the money with bets.

-Yes?
-Yes.

-Thank you.
-Wait.

I think Sabrina Sallusti
be corrupt!

-As?
-That's why I'm following her.

It's a journalistic investigation,
nothing but read!

Enter.

-Professional visit, huh?
-That's better.

-What do you think about it?
-It's special, I like it.

Don't you notice anything strange?

Yes, the mirror.

Ah! A friend of mine gave it to me.

-I was talking about this.
-Ah!

These two bets
they have the same code.

-The identification code is unique.
-Precisely.

This is false, it's more recent.

Of course, counterfeit
with Photoshop by copying the code.

Good boy.

Why?

In my opinion Vittorio
he told Notarnicola and Squagghiasole

who had corrupted Scatucci
and he asked for 100,000 euros.

Instead of betting them,
as he had said, on the winning Rieti

he bet them on Bari to win
and took 160,000 euros.

But he didn't give them to them,
he stole them.

He made this fake receipt
and he uploaded it to the group chat

saying "I'm sorry" and went
in America with all the money.

You are a genius!

-Yes, a genius!
-How did you do?

-But had Scatucci sold himself or not?
-No, the Lion of Bari is not for sale.

Notarnicola and Squagghiasole thought
yes. In fact, they then took revenge.

I wonder how 'O Baby
could have had Scatucci killed

-and screw the underworld. He's crazy.
-No, he wasn't crazy. He was desperate.

He needed that money,
he had to have surgery

and 160,000 euros
correspond to 180,000 dollars.

It's the money he needed
for the operation.

-Tell me about your friend Sallusti.
-Still? I want to talk about you.

This is a professional visit.

-Professional!
-Yes, professional.

But you know
that this mirror intrigues me?

Professor Introna.

You have something going on in your head
head, I know that expression.

-I think Lamuraglia was killed.
-It's possible.

Scatucci too.

-What does Scatucci have to do with it?
-I'll explain later.

Did you do the autopsy on Scatucci?

No, I was on holiday in the Red Sea.

I seem to remember
that there was no autopsy.

Ah!

Really? It's not mandatory
for professional athletes?

He didn't die during the match.

They didn't want to add anything else
pain to the family, to the city.

Of course, the Lion of Bari!

Anyway
it is the magistrate on duty who decides.

-Who was on the Scatucci case?
-I think...

-Sallusti?
-Yes, she followed the case.

The children?

At the sea.
I sent them with Tonio and that one.

-Her name is Ursula.
-Exactly, that one over there.

I want to see if that idiot
Tonio starts acting as a Latin lover

-with a MILF.
-A MILF? How does this one speak?

I don't know.

What do you call
who has sex with a younger guy?

Depends.

-If they are good together, they love each other.
-Do not even mention it!

Your sister is a hardhead.

However, Carme', you are exaggerating.

I remind you that the Swedes
they invented free sex

while we
we were still playing doctor.

-Here they are!
-Children!

-Aunt Lolita!
-Beautiful aunt!

-Here they are!
-Hello, Aunt Lolita.

Did you have fun?

Yes, we ate ice cream
and played volleyball with Ursula.

You played for the national team
and she made the Europeans.

Yes?

-Then we took a Swedish bath.
-All natural.

Wash your hands, let's eat!

Come on let's go.

Are you all natural too?
Are you going to bed dressed?

Yes! Tonio did as well
a dive from the pier.

Did you understand? The specialist of
Couch diving has evolved.

They sing "Pippi Longstocking"
in Swedish

He stole my children too.

But no, Carmela! You know, kids
they get excited about all the new things.

Tonio's idiot taking a bath
all natural with the Swede?

You left him.

-What does he have to do?
-I don't want him to get involved with the Viking.

She is also fifteen years older
of me!

-I saw it at check-in.
-Old chicken makes good soup.

-Which side are you on?
-On the old chicken's side.

Joke.

Come on, Carmela! It matters
that people love each other.

I believe you two
you still love each other.

I err?

Speak Swedish

Here is the draft. It wasn't easy
convince the director.

"Scatucci and Lamuraglia,
double exhumation."

-What do you think about it?
-The title is good.

But we have to work
a little about the article.

So I would start by putting
everything we know.

So, let's see.

"Lamuraglia bet on football"

"for a criminal organization"

"who cheated
and who killed him."

"It seems that the same organization
also killed Scatucci"

"because they thought
that he had not respected the agreements."

"Voices from the Police Headquarters
damage imminent"

"the exhumation of Scatucci
and say 'O Baby."

But now something is missing
that pushes them to act.

We can put...

"It appears arrests are imminent
in the world of betting."

-What do you say? Works?
-Perfect.

I like. Good.

Thank you and excuse me.

Excuse me? Do you feel OK?

It's not a word
that belongs to your vocabulary.

-Anyway, I appreciate it.
-Well.

Ask me something
which is not my responsibility.

I know.

-I need his help.
-We're talking about a prosecutor.

Sometimes our job requires
difficult choices.

You know that if you make a mistake,
I'm gambling with my career, right?

We don't work for a career,
but for justice.

All right.

I will hear from the prosecutor about the wiretaps
on Notarnicola and Squagghiasole.

-And Sallusti.
-And Sallusti.

-As for your father's death...
-Do not worry.

I understand,
at the time she chose career.

The police are made up of men
and it can be imperfect.

But if we weren't there,
who would arrest the Notarnicolas

-and the Squagghiasole?
-Precisely.

You're a good cop, Lolita.
Better than me.

Come on, let's enjoy the day.
You always have this "hanging" face!

Then you say your wrinkles appear.

It is not strange that the daughter
of a convicted felon join the police?

No.

The law provides for it.

Yes it is that
which I have always told myself.

But I'm not so sure anymore.

You passed the competition
with top marks.

Then after all these years
what do you care?

Come on, now let's sit there, let's do it
a nice picnic and we look at the sea.

If you talk about something other than
a sexually attractive male

I'll throw you into the water.

-Jacovella had said...
-I said "sexually appealing".

A little grit! Legs and arms
legs and arms up.

-Come on!
-Mister!

-Together!
-Mister.

-Hi, Lolita.
-HI

-What are you doing here? Your training is tomorrow.
-I could not resist.

-I did it.
-You applied to join the Police.

So after the high school exam,
I enter the school.

-What's up? Are you not happy?
-Of course, I see you well in uniform.

Did you talk about it at home?
It's a challenging choice.

-I think you have compared each other.
-I don't need to talk about it.

Since yesterday I have been an adult.

Already.

Best wishes, Loli'. Until tomorrow!

Let's go? Come on, don't sleep though.

Come on, legs to chest!

One! Okay. In the chest!

One!

Why do not you eat?

Now I eat.

Whoever understands you is good.

Listen, Loli'.
Can I ask something about your father?

Sure tell me.

When you told him
that you wanted to become a policeman

what did he look like?
How did she take it?

He wasn't happy. He always was
a smuggler, like you.

Certain.

We smugglers with you guards
We didn't have good relations.

I'm asking you because your father
he always wanted to help you.

But there was a moment
where he told me

that the situation with you was
very difficult. He was worried.

He said you were a tough boss
and in fact he was right.

I look at you and I see your father.

Carmela is a little more...
She looks more like Nunzia.

You are just like your father.

Capa as tough as him.

[Together]

♪ One, two, three and four
and Nicola broke the plate ♪

♪ and he broke it up until ♪

♪ and Nicola is a scoundrel. ♪

[In chorus]

♪ One, two, three and four ♪

♪ and Nicola broke the plate ♪

♪ and broke it until ♪

♪ and Nicola is a scoundrel. ♪

Portia?

Children?

That's my jacket!

It looks great on you.
It looks better on you than on me.

Look what's inside.

You are not Lolita's, you are mine.

Damn, how beautiful you are!

♪ There is no need for the gypsy
To guess, Conce'. ♪

♪ How mom made you
I know better than you. ♪

-Good morning.
-Good morning.

You leave us alone for a moment,
Please?

It's Notarnicola.

[recording] "I read,
but you don't worry."

"At the police station
no one is talking about exhuming Scatucci."

"'O Baby?"

"Nothing, everything is going according to plan,"
but don't call me."

Bingo.

No, Anto'.
This just proves that they know each other.

To trap a big fish
like Sallusti

we need something more
concrete. Look, let's think together.

These two kill Scatucci
and then Vittorio.

Sallusti sidetracks the investigations.

Now we to lock down the investigation,
we would need

that Notarnicola spoke
or Squagghiasole.

Right. As?

Find out how, you and Esposito.

You are so talented.

-Are not you feeling good?
-I've never been better, Anto'.

-I 'm very good.
-And you?

I what?
I'm busy, I have to go on a trip.

-A trip?
-Eh, a trip. Can't travel anymore?

-How did you dress?
-Haven't you seen "Miami Vice"?

But walk!

Nothing.

All right.

I have a snack. You do not eat?
Look what you have to wait.

Squagghiasole should arrive
in ten minutes. I wait.

Expo', I made thousands
of stakeouts.

They say one thing, then you wait
even two, three, four days.

When that's the case, then no.

Eats.

Damn! That's my mother.
Rice potatoes and mussels.

Listen here!

-You want?
-No, I keep things light on duty. Thank you.

Alright.

-I am joking. Do you have a fork for me?
-Certain.

-I have all the service.
-Take the fork.

Oh! Oh!
Wait, Squagghiasole is coming.

-I knew it!
-Go! Go down!

Give me rice, potatoes and mussels.

It's always like this, like when
stand at the bus stop.

You light your cigarette
and that comes.

-What are we doing? Let's go?
-No.

You're right.

This time they are waiting.

The fork for me?

Excuse me, the bus to San Vito?

Thank you.

-Gentlemen, have you chosen?
-For me chicken, take away.

Is it possible? Takeaway.

I'll take skewers
with baked potatoes.

Abundant, huh? I eat here.

-Wine?
-No thank you.

I have a meeting at the newspaper,
I don't want to sleep.

Please, quick.
Time is a tyrant.

He even left the glasses!

You bet I won't let you sleep
until tomorrow morning?

-Tell me, any news on Scatucci?
- Also on Lamuraglia.

The commissioner has been there for a week
on him to find the killers.

-Did they kill them?
-It's safe.

From wiretaps
it seems for a question of betting.

"Matter of bets."

Oh! Don't write this,
but we are looking for a taxi driver.

-For what?
-To put him in jail.

It seems that he is the material executor
of murders.

-If he doesn't cooperate, life imprisonment.
-I write it life imprisonment.

-Please.
-There he is.

"Life imprisonment."

Thank you.

The box is for me.
I'm going to the newspaper. Do you pay the bill?

No really...

-Please, always keep me informed.
-Yes.

-Doctor, allow me?
-Please.

I'm the taxi driver you are looking for.

I want to collaborate.
I swear, I had nothing to do with it.

They put me in the middle.

Stopped!

Stopped!

Bastard!

Stopped!

Stopped!

Go Lello! Go Lello!

Wait a minute, I want to make a toast
for a golden boy.

Eh!

Lello Esposito's first arrest!
Long live Lello!

Even a magistrate.

Handsome!

Lellù, you found yourself in deep shit.
Tell the truth.

When ever? I cared about it
one with the right, one with the left.

No.

He was very good. However
we found ourselves in the muck a bit.

I was there...

You said:
"In the name of the Italian people, do I arrest you?"

A species.

-Did you put handcuffs on him?
-I modestly put them on.

-Take a piece of scone.
-No. Give me a drink.

Cateri'.

I didn't come for you,
I have to pick up a car.

I heard you made an arrest.
Are you okay, yes?

Yes.

-Normal administration.
-That's better.

I just wanted to know this.

-Maybe they'll give me the promotion.
-Good I'm happy for you.

With the promotion also the increase.
Do you know what that means?

Do you buy mom a vacuum cleaner?

No, I can take
a house of my own.

-Are you going to be alone?
-No really...

I told you because if you want...

I don't know, Lello. It still seems to me
It's all a bit up in the air.

-I didn't surprise you, eh?
-No.

-But I can still surprise you.
-We see.

Scatucci poisoned and Lamuraglia
Knocked down. Have you put it in the minutes?

Optimal. Sallusti?

We're going to get her.
Police siren

Well, one less bad apple.

Okay, I'll call you later. HI.

Good morning, ma'am. I'm looking
a certain Carlo Sapori. Does he know where he is?

Thank you.

Mister?

Lolita!

-What are you doing here?
-What are you doing here.

Here I realized my dream.

I command that monster over there.

I'm happy to see her.

I came to talk to you about my father.

I knew
that sooner or later you would arrive.

I remember perfectly.

After talking to you
of your application for admission

even though I had faith in
your abilities, I was worried.

Then your father came and
he had the same concern as me.

He wanted to know if his daughter
of a criminal could...

She could join the police.

-What did you say to him?
-The truth.

From a legal point of view
there were no problems.

Certain,
it wasn't a good calling card.

-What did he say to her instead?
-She felt guilty.

She wanted to make things right.

He came to me every day

until he convinced me to talk
with my superiors.

-Petresine was hard-headed.
-Yes, he reminds me of someone.

Then she did it?

Did she do it yes or no?

Yes and I still regret it.

Your father would have provided for us
of information

to stop a major drug trafficking,
but on one condition.

Which?

That you were judged by the Police
impartially

for what you were worth, without holding
I realize that he was a convicted felon.

Did my father do this for me?

But there's something that doesn't add up, her
she's not telling me the whole truth.

It wasn't an accident, was it? My
his father was killed by the underworld.

We were forced to cover everything

so as not to compromise
an operation in progress.

You didn't protect him.

-You didn't protect him!
-You're right, Lolita.

We were unable to protect him,
I am sorry.

I believe...

I think the time has come
to give you this.

-What is that?
-A letter.

Your father wrote it. He told me
to give it to you and have you read it

when you came to look for me.

He wanted you to be ready.

Forgive us, if you can.

"My life, if you are reading me"

"It means I won't be able to tell you anymore
in person how much I love you."

"I know I've disappointed you, I have been
a bad example for you, always."

"It's not easy to change."

"You think there is time, instead
time passes and you don't notice it."

"But I want to tell you one thing."

"You became a policeman
only for your merits."

"I collaborated
not to help you, but out of love."

"The only thing that is counted in the
life was being your father."

"I never wanted you to continue
to be ashamed of me."

"Do not investigate
about who killed me."

"It's dangerous for your life."

"Like good cops follow
only the main proof which is this."

"I loved you more than my life, dad."

Now who knows when we'll see each other,
when they give you permission.

-You too, who knows when they'll let you out.
-I'll be done in two months.

Lolita!

For you.

Now I have to go.

Ma'am, we have arrived.

Cell phone rings

-Ready?
-Anto'.

-Everything OK?
-Yes, everything's fine.

Look, I'm at the station.
Would you come get me?

No sorry I can not.
I'm in Rome with my wife.

We left this morning. We do
a romantic weekend, Loli'.

Hello, Lolita. It's fantastic here.

All right, have fun.

Come here, my love.

"My love?"

Obscene acts in a public place
it's a five thousand euro fine.

Pay these five thousand euros.

Do you need a porter, doctor?

-How did you know I was here?
-I have my sources.

Horn

Nicola, darling.

How are you?

I brought you hydrangeas
which are in season.

I wanted to tell you something,
but you decide.

No problem for me.

Remember Tryphon? Your friend?

That kind of Markantonio,
big, with strange eyes.

Oh, that.

He asked me
if one of these evenings...

We want to go out together
to drink a beer.

No, what did you understand?

He's a friend, I'm old.

But I never leave the house.

It entertains me.

What do you say? I go?

Thanks, Nicola.
I knew you understood me.

-Hi, Ma.
-Hey!

Loli! I hadn't seen you.

-You brought flowers to dad.
-Yes.

I think it's the first time.
You did well.

It will please him.

Who is that?

-He's my boyfriend, ma.
-It's "good".

Young! You did well, Loli.
Old people are heavy.

Thank you, ma'am, but don't say it
"young" who then leaves me.

What is this "lady"?
My name is Nunzia.

Thank you, Nunzia.

I can only hold her
a little, yes?

-Maybe all your life? All right?
-Okay, great!

Thank you.

-You do not sleep?
-No.

You?

I was thinking
that you could move here.

-Here with you?
-Eh!

Today is a week so...

I care about my house.

Oh well, I could come to you.

Yes maybe. We see.

But now I have to do it
an important thing.

You haven't told your mother yet
the truth about your father, right?

No.

No and not even to Carmela.

-I don't know what to do, I don't have the courage.
-Be calm.

You'll see, you'll make it. I'm sure.

No, no... No!

Danilo? How come he didn't come today?

-I wanted to be alone with you for a while.
-What happened?

Nothing, I have to tell you something.

-To us? That we did?
-Nothing.

-Meh, say.
-Be careful with darts.

-Excuse me.
-Will you give it back?

Get her!

-What were we saying? Ah, Loli was talking.
-Yes, mom, I wanted to tell you...

I did some research and...
Remember my coach?

-That Carlo Sapori.
-Who forgets?

He cared about you so much.
He said you were born to run.

-How is he?
-Is fine.

We talked a lot
and he told me...

-Where does he live?
-To his town.

-Did he get married?
-I don't know, but 'if he got married.

-Do you remember that he always gave me candy?
-No, the chocolates.

-Which chocolate?
-She gave you chocolates with the thing inside.

Enough!
I have to tell you something important.

Tell it.

Speaks!

-Look what you've done!
-Now what do we eat?

Let's go to the restaurant? Huh?

Loli', there's no restaurant here.

We came here on purpose,
not for the restaurant.

I don't want to be there.

This is where the misfortune happened
of your father. I'm leaving, bye.

It wasn't a misfortune, but.

Dad they killed him.

You were right.

But'...

Dad helped the police
to dismantle a drug trafficking ring.

It was a large criminal organization

and they took revenge.

He was a good person, my Nicola.

Who was he?

I don't know, Carme'.

I'll find out.