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Luciano, good boy.

Now

you have to be strong.

Close your eyes.

Good morning lawyer Belmonte.

I am the man who has kidnapped, raped and killed your son.

- What? - Do you want me to repeat it?

What is this? A bad joke?

I'm afraid not.

You’re speechless.

Understandable. You all are at first.

Look, Mr. Belmonte... or rather Giorgio.

May I call you Giorgio?

You're fucking crazy.

I understand that you're upset but I would ask you to contain yourself for a moment.

Have you been to my house?

Of course I did.

You were so drunk I seriously feared you were dead.

You goddamn son of a bitch!

Tell me where the fuck you are!

Giorgio, please calm down.

I'm here for you.

Everything I do today is for you,

just you.

- What are you saying? - Let me explain.

It may all seem a little strange to you, it's understandable, but please believe me.

I'm going to be totally honest with you today.

I've been preparing this since I got your baby.

I want everything to be perfect today

but I need your complete cooperation.

You are a raving lunatic.

I can't blame you.

Giorgio listen to me.

I know how much you have suffered for the loss of Luciano.

You must not mention him!

You must not mention him...

Do not interrupt me Giorgio. This is not a game.

It's better that you understand it right away.

I'm about to give you a huge gift.

Now you must keep quiet and listen.

If you interrupt me again, I will disconnect the connection and disappear forever.

Do you understand?

Oh yes, I was saying...

I know how much you have suffered for the loss of Luciano.

Your marriage has gone downhill, your career in decline.

It is no mystery that the disappearance of the child has devastated you.

But what I know and what you know, too...

The thing that still wears you down inside

and doesn't let you sleep peacefully at night...

That makes you justify the gallons of poison you swallow day after day....

The thing that tears at your soul...

Is having buried an empty coffin.

How long after that did the police dismiss the case?

Those poor underpaid people...

They can't hold anything against me.

And all the poor dads have to do is bury empty coffins.

Now stop whining.

I'll make you an oath.

By sundown today I will take you to the exact spot where I buried your son.

You will be reunited with his earthly remains.

More importantly...

I will be there waiting for you.

There for you!

Unarmed and alone.

Do you want me to kill you? You want me to shoot you?

Is that your real purpose?

I wish it were that simple.

Well? What do you say? Do you accept?

Yes...

Wonderful. I'm delighted.

There's a little clause at the end of the contract, which is obvious and rather banal...

But it's only fair to make you aware of it.

If you turn off your headset for even a moment,

I will disappear forever.

If you talk to anyone, even suggesting what we are going to do,

I will disappear forever.

And if I disappear forever,

I guarantee that no one in the world will be able to track me down.

If you transgress I will know immediately.

Are you watching me now?

I've been watching you for years, Giorgio.

Well? Do you agree?

Yes, I do.

We're off to a good start. Don't you think so?

You're a fucking psycho!

Yeah, we've already established that.

I hope I don't have to hear from him every 15 minutes until tonight.

Do you know how boring that is?

Why the hell don't you just tell me where my son is buried and get it over with?

Why the rush?

I have waited patiently for this day for 3 years.

I think you can wait a few hours. No?

The corpse isn't moving.

Son of a bitch!

What are you doing?

- Ma'am, it's just a sprain. Don't worry. - Be careful.

A sprain? Actually, he kicked the tree.

Yes, but everything's fine now.

- Actually, it looks to me like... - I don't give a fuck what it looks like to you!

Fuck you!

Well done.

You've passed the litmus test.

What an inappropriate bitch.

People can't mind their own business.

You can stop looking for me. You'll never spot me.

Look at that, it's breakfast time.

In a short while on the right you will find a service station.

Stop and eat.

What the fuck are you talking about?

You need energy.

Our adventure will be very long.

You only have alcohol in your system and nothing else.

Your last meal was 17 hours ago.

If I may give you a piece of friendly advice...

Forget the burgers and fries.

You’re digging your own grave with a knife and fork, you know?

A big belly is very dangerous for men your age.

The heart attack rate is shocking.

You want me to come in the fucking bar? All right.

You want to tell me what I should get?

It hurts me like this. I worry about her.

Yeah? Fuck you, dickhead.

Thank you.

Look at that bitch in the short skirt behind you.

A sight.

How do you know?

Are you here?

I could be, yes. But is it really that important?

If he found me now what would he do?

Would he shoot me here, in front of all these people?

Would you give up finding your son?

Do you sense this icy stench in the air?

Your lungs are already infested with it.

Evil is everywhere, it takes any form it wants.

It spreads like a disease and infects all of God's creatures

without exception.

Be careful what you wish for...

Because it might come true.

Good morning...

Sorry...

Good morning, what can I get you?

A double bourbon.

I'm sorry, but we can't serve spirits before noon.

Directives from above...

Would you like something else?

You're Belmonte, aren't you?

The one with the office downtown.

Yes...

Your friend left an envelope for you.

Yes, that's why I'm here.

I'll go get it.

I warn you that if you ask this nice lady a single question

before the end of the day, the bitch will find herself in a garbage can.

- Don't open the bag. Keep it. - Here you are.

He didn't leave his name.

Or maybe he did. I don't remember. I'm sorry...

No, don't worry. He's a friend.

- Are you starting to consider me a friend at last? - A nice gentleman, you know?

He even left me a nice tip.

If she only knew how close she is to dying, she'd keep her mouth shut.

Would you wrap me up one of those croissants, please?

Chocolate or jam?

Chocolate.

- Good choice. Your friend got the same one. - Red alert.

- I'm in a bit of a hurry. Please! - Yes yes right away.

And to think that bitch will never know how close she came to the end.

Listen... that son of a bitch lawyer is driving me crazy.

I need him for the hearing.

I go to his house, his car is parked, I ring the bell....

Shit, no answer!

The phone is like he doesn't have it.

Sometimes it's busy, sometimes it's unreachable or off.

I swear. I'm going back to his house, I'm going to break down his door and I'm going to kill him alive.

- I don't like being taken for a ride. - Okay Mimmo, nobody likes it but...

Shit, I'm in court and he's fucking with me!

Yes, but I can't hear you like this.

Please, you should try to calm down. If you tell me where you are, I'll come get you...

Fuck is here.

Hello?

Hello? Mimmo? I can't hear you anymore...

Well, fuck it.

The Sicilian heat is terrible in this period.

But how can you stand it?

Anyway, in 250 meters turn right.

Take via Salerno.

Lawyer, I'm pleased. Lawyer!

Do you have a cell phone?

Belmonte, I'm talking to you.

Mimmo Barresi, the cream of the crop of Palermo's underworld.

You should choose your clients more carefully.

He's the typical character who shouldn't be pissed off but...

I'm afraid he is quite pissed off with you, dear Giorgio.

I sit back and enjoy the show.

Do you want to stop? I'm talking to you.

Stop!

Barresi, this is not the day. Get the fuck out of here!

When you talk to me, take that thing out of your ear.

Barresi, I told you it's not my day!

What the fuck are you doing?

- Have you gone crazy? - Maybe.

Maybe. So what?

Go away, you scum of the earth.

Okay, I understand.

Tomorrow I'll get a new lawyer.

No problem.

Half a word.

Good day.

You know very well that Barresi and his cronies will not easily forget this little incident.

Anyway, it's not my business.

But I admit I'm having a great time.

- Thank you, dear. - Belmonte! We know where you live anyway! See you soon!

You remember. At the crossroads you take Via Salerno.

We're doing great.

I'd pick up the pace.

When the sun disappears, so will I.

Regardless of whether you have arrived or not.

I need to ask you a question and you need to answer it.

Why?

Why what?

Why me?

Why did you choose us?

It's not yet time to unravel this mystery.

Tell me you piece of shit!

I swear on my honor that even this question of mine will be answered.

The mystery will be revealed but...

All in good time.

I said speak!

Why did you choose us?

What did my son have to do with it?

He wouldn't hurt a fly!

You must tell me!

I'm playing your sadistic game, like a maniacal freak.

You owe it to me! Tell me!

It makes you feel like you’re doing me a favor.

At the end of the day, I'm the one doing you a favor.

I'm certainly not the one who buried an empty coffin,

screwed up my life...

And I'm certainly not the one who has my son's bones rotting away,

buried who knows where.

You know that...

When we meet

I will kill you.

I find that rather unlikely but just in case, I'll put it in my diary.

Thanks for the tip.

You're fucking with me...

Isn't it enough what you're doing to me?

You dare to take the piss out of me!

Easy my friend, easy.

Far be it from me to want to make your day worse than it already is.

If my subtle humor annoys you

and if you don't feel like going on,

just disconnect the connection.

Of course, that would be a disappointment. Not least because we've done so well so far...

I'm itching to meet you in person,

and I'm sure Luciano, from dead-kid heaven,

is also looking forward to his alcoholic daddy

reuniting with his mortal remains.

- Coward. - What a coincidence.

You stopped right at an interesting spot....

Turn around. Look at the little house behind you.

Do you know who lives in there?

Tell me what you have to tell me and let's hurry.

Giuseppe Duminuco.

Does the name mean anything to you?

No.

Mr. Duminuco is a pedophile, but not just any pedophile.

He's a real professional.

He knows how to move, he knows where to go...

He goes to poor people's houses. Drug addicts, alcoholics.

He buys their little ones.

He also has a very keen imagination,

and in some ways,

he repulses even me.

Why are you telling me this?

At this moment, as we speak,

our Don Juan is in the company of Claudia and Mariagrazia.

Little sisters, ages 9 and 7.

I know that you were powerless in the face of your son's kidnapping.

There was nothing you could do.

I want to be your friend, Giorgio,

and I'm giving you the chance to redeem yourself.

Of course, the children are not in life-threatening danger.

When he is done he will return them to their monstrous parents.

Good Lord, that's not the point...

You can stop him.

You can call the police or you can break into the house

and shoot him in the head.

If only Luciano had someone to shoot me...

In this sick head of mine,

before I did what I did to him.

I don't need to tell you that if you should decide to fulfill your duty as a good citizen and father,

you would be doing the right thing but...

It would violate our agreement.

I would be forced to abandon you and disappear forever.

Do you really not know what to do?

What's really important?

Finding those bones won't change anything.

Even meeting me will not change anything.

Luciano will not return. He's gone, gone forever.

But those two little girls are there now!

They are alive! Maybe they are still unharmed,

it's not too late!

Giorgio, what is really important for you?

- Where should I go? - Well, Counselor.

Good.

You never fail.

I'm more and more anxious to meet you

and look you in the eyes.

It's because of people like you and me

that I realized a long time ago

that there is no God.

There can't be.

Open the envelope.

Is this your car?

Of course it is.

But if you think you're going to find some clue that can lead it back to me...

Well, forget it.

That's not why I asked.

Enlighten me.

Has my son been in there?

He has.

Get in.

Dear lawyer, this silence is a deadly bore.

Are you angry with me?

Come on,

you could ask me many things... For example...

Has Luciano been on this car alive or dead?

Maybe I raped him right between those seats.

Imagine?

Alright. You’re clearly upset with me.

Maybe the little surprise I'm about to give you

will make us friends again.

I want Daddy.

Why doesn't he pick me up?

Why can't I go home?

I want to go home…

Where's my daddy?

Why did you choose us?

Oh! you finally opened your mouth.

Quite an interesting question, indeed, but as I've already told you...

That revelation will have to wait for the big finale.

Back-up question?

Come on, old boy, there are so many things you could ask me.

I know you're dying to do it.

I know I am! I know you well.

Better than anyone else.

You don't know anything about me.

I know everything about you.

Everything.

What the fuck?!

That's right, how careless of me.

I almost forgot about him.

He finally woke up.

Maybe I exaggerated with the sleeping pill,

an alchemical mixture of my own invention, you know?

But you too, lawyer, come on...

you get into the car of a psychopath

and do not check the trunk...

As will be finished in there?

Sandro…

Help me. I thought I was dying...

Help me!

Where the fuck are the keys to the handcuffs?

- Sorry, right now I do not remember. - Help me out here.

- I can't think of everything, can I? - Try to use your legs as leverage.

I'll get you out, come on.

Hurry up.

The handcuffs, Giorgio...

I don't have the keys!

Giorgio, believe me,

I didn't do anything. He's crazy.

He's a liar...

Sandro calm down.

You're my brother... believe me, I have not done anything.

He is a crazy lunatic.

What are you talking about?

What do you say?

Shit!

You have to believe me. I didn't do anything.

What is he talking about? What?

I don't know if I can afford to...

I mean, to meddle in your family affairs...

Fucking talk!

Since you insist...

Organizing a kidnapping is almost impossible without an accomplice...

And since I swore today to be 100% truthful...

I feel it is my duty to inform you of the identity of my accomplice.

I hope this revelation does not sour your relationship with your brother.

I'm not buying this bullshit.

It's not bullshit.

It's the pure, tragic, and simple truth.

I swear on our mother.

I had nothing to do with your son's kidnapping.

How does he know we're talking about this?

I kidnapped him this night while he was sleeping.

I drugged him.

I had no dialogue with him.

I'm just giving you a gift.

If you don't want to believe me, that's your problem. My conscience is clear.

From what I know your brother got in trouble with the wrong people.

He owed a lot of money to those gentlemen

and looked for an easy way to make money.

Lots of money.

He talked to a guy who knew a guy,

who introduced a guy,

was friends with a guy,

who knew a guy who was an expert in kidnapping for ransom.

In his defense, I can say that he relied on real professionals in the field.

They guaranteed him that the kid wouldn't be harmed.

And what better target than his rich brother's little boy?

Rich, successful, happy...

While poor Sandro was sinking more and more in the dark.

Unfortunately for you all,

what should have been a trivial kidnapping with ransom

turned into a nightmare.

It was so easy for me to take the place of the real kidnapper...

Thanks to all the information

that Uncle Sandro had unwittingly provided me

I was able to implement the first phase of my grandiose project.

I do not expect you to take my word for it.

Mine against that of your brother...

Under the passenger seat there is a surprise for you.

Giorgio… Giorgio, where are you going?

Don't listen to him! Don't listen to him!

Fuck...

They thought they'd wiped them off the face of the earth

but it was a piece of cake for me to collect everything.

Photographs, phone records, text messages, emails.

It's all there.

Months of communications having only one common denominator.

The kidnapping of an innocent person.

I'm sorry Giorgio.

I can't imagine how you are feeling right now.

I have no brothers,

but to be betrayed by your own blood...

What could be worse?

What do you have there?

- What did you do to him? - Giorgio, please, we can talk about this...

Shut up!

Listen to me...

It's like a horror movie.

You’ve got one shot.

A single silver bullet

to bring down the werewolf.

But who is the real wolf among us all?

I'm your brother...

What are we going to do with him?

You don't want to carry around that dead weight...

That would be...

Dangerous!

Tell me where to go.

Where are we going?

Please

take me to the hospital.

Giorgio…

Giorgio…

What the fuck is going on?

Last night I was sleeping in my bed

and this morning I wake up inside the hood of a car...

Tied up like a salami,

Handcuffed...

And you smashing my head...

What the fuck is going on?

He plays dumb. Poor guy...

He's the victim here.

Giorgio, answer me!

You are alive only because you are the son of my own mother.

But I swear to God that when this shit is over

you'll spend the rest of your miserable life in a cell.

Tough but fair.

You shut up! Son of a bitch!

Son of a bitch!

Counselor, I remind you that no one is forcing you to hear my voice.

But it would be a shame to end it now.

You’re so close...

This is fucking crazy!

Take that fucking thing out of your ear

and let's go home.

We'll figure this out.

We'll figure this out.

I swear if I hear one more word out of your mouth,

I'll stop the car, smash your head in,

and leave you for dead on the asphalt.

Well, sorry to bother you, counselor.

In a couple of miles get ready to take the dirt road that goes into the mountains.

We're about to take a nice hike

through one of the largest and oldest forests in the nation.

We're almost there.

I can't wait any longer.

Why did you stop?

Giorgio...

Where are we?

Hey! Hey! Where the fuck are you going?

What are you doing Giorgio?

What the fuck are you doing?

Jesus Christ! Will you answer me?

He's fucking with your head!

And you're letting him do it! Fucking hell!

Giorgio…

Giorgio!

What the fuck are you doing?

Help! Help!

If I, wandering in the woods, I meet a man alone,

I greet him and go on my way.

But if I meet a man dragging another man

with a rope around his neck and handcuffed...

Let's just say I might get a little suspicious.

I'll handle this situation.

It's a few hours till sundown.

Just tell me where to go.

It's very risky what you're doing.

Be careful Giorgio.

I would be very sorry,

having come this far,

if it ruined everything for you.

Giorgio…

This doesn't

make sense...

I still think this is a bad idea

but, hey, you're happy, I'm happy.

Go deeper, go deeper.

The forest is dark.

But with me by your side, my dear friend,

you can sleep soundly.

I remember as if it was yesterday when I came here with Luciano.

I had stuffed his cold, broken little body into my backpack.

I was talking to him, you know?

It's silly, I know.

I knew he couldn't answer me but it was stronger than me.

Even though we hadn't spent much time together,

that child had given me so much...

I was about to part with him for good and then...

You know what I mean.

What memories!

But let's not be fooled by nostalgia.

The night is approaching and we haven't reached our destination yet.

Listen to me, you have to listen to me...

Giorgio,

where the fuck are you taking me?

Where the fuck are we going?

Please,

let's go back.

There's still time...

Jesus Christ! Stop!

You're killing me here.

Where the fuck are we going?

Now I believe Mr. Duminuco is driving the two girls home.

Are you sure you made the right choice?

Blindly following this voice

from the electronic device in your ear

straight into your brain?

What if this is nothing more than a bad dream?

A trick of your mind consumed by alcohol and depression.

Have you considered this hypothesis?

Or what if I was lying to you?

Telling fibs?

And I was leading you to your end?

What if…

There was nothing there?

Buried there, at the bottom of the woods, I mean.

If Luciano was still alive?

If, after kidnapping him,

I had simply given him to another family?

If Luciano was alive?

Happy and safe with another daddy?

A daddy who would really take care of him this time,

a daddy who would protect him from the evils of this horrible world.

A daddy who would never let anyone hurt him.

Giorgio,

think about it.

You are condemning us both to death.

That son of a bitch has planned everything to perfection.

I don't know what he promised you

but he doesn't give a damn about you!

You have put us in the hands of a madman

who enjoys watching us slaughter each other.

You've taken us God knows where.

Into the endless fucking woods.

With the night approaching

and a madman stalking us.

Giorgio,

we won't get out of here alive.

Giorgio...

I don't want to die.

My son didn't want to die either.

But he's dead.

They ripped him away from me.

You killed him!

I didn't kill your son.

You did!

You killed my only son!

No. No!

That son of a bitch did it.

It wasn't supposed to be like this.

What do you think? I'm happy? Proud of myself?

I've done a lot of shit in my life

and this is the biggest shit in the history of mankind.

Yeah, I hate myself.

Luciano did not have to die.

They had guaranteed me

that not a single hair on his head would be harmed.

I needed the fucking money. I was in deep shit.

I knew what I was doing and what I was risking

but I acted anyway.

Yes, I'm a dickhead.

But I never imagined any of this happening.

I loved that kid

and when he disappeared...

My heart stopped.

I went into a limbo

that I didn't know how to get out of.

I couldn't go to the police. If I had told them everything,

the kidnapping guys would have killed me.

And if they hadn't,

the cops would have thrown me in jail.

I know your pain is not comparable to mine but believe me...

I suffered for him too.

I feel like the worst person in the world

but I did not kill your son.

I hate to interrupt but I feel it is my duty to inform you that in about...

30 to 40 seconds,

you will come into the field of vision of a good man who is pointing right at you.

He's coming from 3 o'clock.

This is the last time I will help you.

- What did he say to you? - Shut up!

If you say one word, I'll kill you.

I told you this is the last time I'm going to help you.

I don't know how you're going to get out of this mess.

Good luck with that.

Fuck! Fuck... Fuck...

Stop!

Freeze!

You stay still and nothing happens to you.

Keep quiet and nothing happens to you.

What are you going to do, lawyer?

You're in a bad situation.

I can't help you.

Shut up you crazy bastard!

You, now, do as I say

and come with me.

Do you have a drink?

What?

Jesus, kid! Are you deaf? Do you have a drink?

Calm down…

Yes… We have water.

For Christ's sake...

Cell phones!

Give them to me now!

Come on, move it!

Tick tock, tick tock.

It's just under an hour till sunset.

The appointment was for just the two of us.

Tick tock.

Tick tock.

Giorgio, this is where it gets complicated.

I don't like it.

I don't like it anymore.

I have everything under control!

Too bad lawyer, he was so close.

You almost made it.

But I really think we've reached the end of the line.

No. Wait, wait!

There might be a solution, but...

The real question is,

how much are those buried remains

really worth to you?

How important is it for you to meet me?

I'm close.

I'm within reach.

What the fuck are you talking about?

Well, you could put your one bullet in the young man's brain.

Strangle the bitch.

Finally make that scum of a brother disappear

from the face of the Earth.

I am not a psychopath like you.

The line between us, counselor, is thinner than you can imagine.

I'm not the one pointing a gun in the face of two innocent young people.

Do you want to leave those bones to rot forever?

They’re close, Giorgio.

They’re fucking close to you.

When I ended his life,

after I raped him,

do you know what Luciano's last words were?

"I want daddy", "I want daddy" he repeated.

"I want daddy".

Giorgio, Giorgio...

This day is too important for both you and me.

Do not spoil everything.

Your son and I are here.

We are here...

Ouch! That hurt me too...

Ahahahah. Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

You son of a bitch!

Stop,

Kid.

Don't shoot,

please.

That's my brother.

This is your brother...?

Yes.

Let's run.

Now, let's run!

How they have reduced you.

You had to get rid of Sandro when you had the chance.

Now the situation is irrecoverable.

What remains of you?

I look at you and you know what I see?

A pathetic imitation of a worm

struggling to stay in the sun while sinking inexorably into the mud.

I'm sorry old man.

I didn't mean for it to end this way.

I was clear from the beginning.

You have failed.

You failed as a human being,

you failed as a father.

He who makes his own bad, must cry for himself.

What a disappointment.

I'm disconnecting the link. Goodbye.

No!

No! No!

Wait! Wait! No! No!

Fuck!

Christ, the pain! My leg...

Fuck.

What should I do with it?

- I can't use it! - Don't use it!

Just hold it!

Hold it!

Fuck! Easy, easy.

- I'm going to set you free. - Fuck!

Help me!

Please help me.

Fuck! What a pain...

Wait... Wait...

- Stop it! Stop! - I can't, I'm sorry.

Come closer boy, come closer.

What is your name?

Paolo.

Paolo, listen to me.

This fucking trap

was put here for us.

You won't be able to free me so easily.

You must run for help

or I will bleed to death here.

- But if your brother should... - Leave my brother alone!

He's not the problem right now.

There's someone else who engineered all this crap!

I'm not...

I'm not understanding...

There's nothing for you to understand.

Just go.

Now!

Stop right there!

You bastard!

Stop right there!

Didn't you hear, asshole?

Stop, stop!

Don't shoot.

He's not the one we should be afraid of.

It's all over.

The birds are leaving the woods.

Bad things happen

and you have to go too.

Turn your back and go away,

you devil bitch.

Paolo, Paolo…

Stop her please...

Stop her please....

Stop her...

Anna…

Love…

Calm down...

Calm down...

Easy...

Easy...

No! No! Fuck! No!

Get help!

Please!

Get help!

Giorgio…

Giorgio you're alive...

You'll be happy now!

Look how we both look...

Oh God, your face!

Where is that son of a bitch?

What happened?

What are you doing Giorgio?

Where are you going?

What are you doing?

Stop it! What are you doing? Stop it! No!

No! No!

Please no!

Giorgio! No!

Giorgio!

Look!

Paolo look!

There's a man!

Good God.

- Stop! Stop! - Help, help!

- Stop! Stop! - Help, help! There's a man!

That's blood!

What are you doing with that gun?

You've got to help us, please...

- I'm terrified. - Listen to me!

Calm down...

Do you have a phone?

Yes, I do.

Yes, I do.

Take it, we need help.

Quickly!

We must call for help.

- Quickly! - Yes, yes. Calm down...

Oh God, thank you...

Oh God, thank you...

Do not worry,

everything will be fine.

What's going on?

Anna…

Paolo… What's wrong?

If it's any consolation, my boy...

I'm not feeling any pleasure.

On the other hand,

I couldn't let you ruin everything.

Surprise!

Is this the welcome I deserve?

After all I've done for you?

After I swore to you that I'd disappear forever

and yet here I am.

I'm here for you Giorgio!

Don't you realize how pathetic are your attempts to oppose my will?

You are an infamous larva! A simple human being!

I am so much more.

There's no turning back.

The abyss has engulfed us!

Today is the most important day of our lives, Counselor!

We came into this world for this day!

It is the sublimation of our essences.

Why did you choose us?

Why did you choose us?

Why?

Why us?

You'll find out soon enough.

It's only a few minutes to sunset.

Now get up and follow me.

Luciano is waiting for us…

Come… Come...

You’re doing very well.

I'm so proud of you...

A last effort.

A few more steps, I promise.

Stop!

We're here.

Congratulations!

Dig here!

I know you won't believe me…

But this moment is as important to me as it is to you.

Why did you choose us?

Why did you choose us?

Why did you choose us?

Say it with me, baby.

My daddy hates me.

My daddy hates me.

He didn't come to save me.

He didn't come to save me.

I don't matter to him.

I don't matter to him.

All of this is his fault.

All of this is his fault.

My father abandoned me.

My father abandoned me.

Luciano, good boy.

Now

you have to be strong.

Close your eyes.

Interview number 88 with patient "Belmonte Giorgio".

I am Dr. Lunari and today is March 24.

Good morning Mr. Belmonte, as you have already been told,

you are leaving our facility.

Precisely seven days from now.

So at 9 am on March 31.

You will be free to leave us. Finally, you will say.

My final report on you has already been submitted to the judge.

It is stated that she is now a 100% healthy person.

We are proud of the progress

you have made during your rehabilitation.

We hope that when you return to the civilian world,

you will retain fond memories of your years here among us.

On behalf of all the staff of this clinic

and as its director, your doctor,

I wish you a safe return home.

A happy integration into society

and, above all,

good luck.

Mr. Mauro,

if you would like to leave and close the door...

Certainly, Doctor.

Thank you.

Listen you damned psycho son of a bitch.

This is my hospital and I don't like to be pushed around. Or threatened.

I haven't the faintest idea how you came

to make arrangements with these gentlemen...

...who are forcing me to go through with this charade.

But know that if it were up to me you'd spend

the rest of your life within these four walls.

Sedated and in a straitjacket.

Because you are a beast.

You are a dangerous animal!

I know that and I know that it was you

who killed all those people.

As far as I'm concerned you even killed your own son,

leaving him to rot on the mountain.

You are a filthy being

and I will stake my forty-year career on it.

You got away with it, sure...

But if there is a God,

he will give you what you deserve.

So, dearest...

Giorgio "Shit",

I hope you'll forgive me if I'm not there

to offer you my hand when you take your leave of us. Won't I?

Fuck off.

Still thinking about me,

old man?

Grandpa...

Help! Help!

Easy, darling, easy.

I don't know you...

I've done nothing to you.

Calm down... You're terrorizing my niece.

Please, calm down.

I'm a good person...come on, leave me alone.

I want to know why you let me out of the asylum.

Don't lie to me, Barresi.

Lawyer, I'll wait for you at my house for a coffee.

Tomorrow.

Don't worry, no one will touch a hair on your head.

I'll be waiting for you.

Come in...

Here I am.