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Control, we're on the scene.

Shooting at the entrance of Capo Market.

Two victims, one dead, one still alive.

Request ambulance immediately.

Squad car, have the victims been identified?

Affirmative.

The deceased should be identified as Marcello Finetra, age 20.

The survivor is Stefano Migliozzo, age 21. Over.

You're not drinking it?

Not yet.

I'm letting it cool down.

Did you sleep?

You sure?

Yes, yes, I slept.

Go on, you'll be late.

My new shirt? Does it suit me?

Is he alive?

Darling, how often do I have to tell you?

Yes, he's alive.

If I say he is, that's the truth.

Swear.

How long have I been telling you?

I swear.

- Good morning. - Morning.

I've been seeing that guy for a week. I don't like it.

With the judge and the military right in front, he can see everything.

You're just getting home now?

Aren't you going to work?

- Gioacchino, what's up with you? - Nothing.

Nothing?

Not you too…

Go take a shower, then,

and pull yourself together if nothing's wrong.

There they are.

What the hell is keeping him?

He made the whole morning a waste of time.

You're always eating.

Carobs. Want some?

No way, carobs make my breath smell.

So, good dinner last night?

Sure.

What did you have?

- Sea robins. - Nice!

How did you dress them?

I wanted to add some color.

So I threw in some cherry tomatoes.

Cherry tomatoes give you heartburn!

Heartburn? What are you saying?

And you probably added wine as well!

Just a tiny splash!

Yeah, you don't know shit.

Fish get drunk on wine!

They get drunk if you use half a liter!

There he is! Let's go!

Police. You have to come with us.

- Why? - Don't worry.

The chief will explain that to you. It's a delicate matter.

- At least let me call my office. - We'll deal with your office.

- Tell our colleague. - We'll call him now.

Let's go. We need to stop by the hospital.

- Did you warn the doctor? - He's expecting us.

EMERGENCY ROOM

Go talk to him.

So how's he doing?

He's still breathing.

Can he talk?

- No. - Are you sure?

I can't say anything at the moment.

He's certainly in critical conditions.

It will take a while to see how the clinical picture develops.

We'll be back later.

Make sure you let us know if anything happens.

What are you going to eat tonight?

I've got nothing at home.

But you got me craving sea robins.

If we finish early, you know what I'll do?

I'll stop at the Ballarò Market and buy me some nice sea robins.

They're in season.

Yeah, but I'll be drinking the wine, not them!

- What wine? - Excuse me…

We've been here for an hour and you haven't told me anything yet.

Relax, I heard the chief's car arriving.

- What does the chief want from me? - He'll tell you himself.

I can't tell him anything. I don't know anything.

Relax, kid.

We told you, it's just a formality.

Can't I even call my father?

Chief, good morning.

At last!

I don't know why I've been brought here.

May I know why I'm here?

I need to call my office as well.

Why, don't you get it?

Your life is at risk and you don't know?

You don't know why you're here.

Did you know Marcello?

Marcello who?

Don't play dumb with me. The guy who used to come around your house.

What's he got to do with me?

For me, a lot.

We hardly knew each other,

"hello" and "goodbye", that's all.

And the other guy in the hospital who got shot, you didn't know him either?

By sight, that's all.

He might survive, I heard it on the news.

Because all you know is what you hear on the news.

Of course, Chief.

They're looking for you as well.

If they find you…

- Where were you yesterday morning? - At work, Chief, where else?

You think I'm involved with this?

Yeah?

I want to talk to a lawyer, then.

You've seen too many American movies.

Chief, you practically kidnapped me

and I can't even call a lawyer?

Why, did they mistreat you?

No.

It's just that I was on my way to work

and your men scared me.

What's your job?

I'm a surveyor.

A surveyor?

Yes. Don't you believe me?

Nice people!

What's wrong with them?

My brother was killed by people who called themselves surveyors.

Freeze! Police!

Fuck! They even had drafting tables.

Chief…

I really am a surveyor.

How come you don't get it?

Let's get to the point.

What were Stefano and Marcello up to?

Again? I told you I hardly know them.

You really sure about that?

Can I make my phone call, please?

Stop it with your damn phone call.

You can make it.

But you have to tell us three things first.

Did Marcello meet his father?

What were they up to?

What was Marcello doing at the club in Corleone?

Tell me these three things, then you go home.

Do you know who Marcello's father is?

One of those who fled in '82.

I don't know those guys.

But Marcello and you used to go dancing in Corleone.

Are there no clubs in Palermo?

Weren't the guys who got killed in Corleone a week ago with you?

Why do you hang out with people like that?

You saw what happened to your friends.

We don't want anything bad to happen to you, right?

I don't know anything.

I swear to you, I don't.

Really…

Chief! I don't know about any of this!

You need to understand we want to be your brothers.

You have to keep cool.

The chief's a generous, understanding guy

who only wants what's best for everyone.

Can't you see you're in a tricky situation? You're in deep shit.

Didn't you see what happened to your friends?

They're gone! You want the same to happen to you?

All we want is for you to tell us a few things

so we can draw conclusions

and understand the situation.

We close the circle.

And we all go home.

Kid, you need to listen to what my partner is saying.

You need to tell the chief what you know.

We're only helping you out,

but you have to give us a hand.

How can I if I don't know anything?

If I don't know anything, how can I help you, honestly?

Let me call my father, please.

Not a lawyer, my father!

A friend, someone who can tell you I have nothing to do with this!

- Hell, you want to party? - He wants to party.

And what music do you want?

Like what they played at the club in Corleone?

I told you, I've nothing to do with it!

How would I know what Marcello was doing?

Everyone in Palermo knew what Marcello was doing.

Yes, and you don't have a clue!

Tell me something.

What do you do with sea robins before eating them?

- I rip their gills out. - Good.

And then?

I cut open their bellies and rip their guts out.

Get the kid some water,

he looks a little scared to me.

Thanks.

So shall I leave and come back later?

And what do I do? Do I have to stay here all day, Chief?

Of course you do, we have to keep you here to protect you.

Meanwhile, if you remember something, tell the boys.

Collaborate, so the game ends and we all go home.

Got it?

Yes.

Tell me about these matches.

I've never seen them before!

I've never seen those matches, Chief, I swear.

Give them to me.

Let's go.

Hello, love.

Yes, it's me.

I'll be home in a bit.

In about half an hour, put the pasta on.

Do you need anything?

Alright… Bye.

What's wrong?

I don't think he'll talk.

He'll talk, he'll talk.

- I don't think he knows anything. - He does.

We'll turn the heat up. You'll see how he talks.

But he's just a kid.

They're middle-class kids.

They seem clueless, but they know more than anyone.

Let's go get a coffee.

- Hello, Mr. Buscetta! - Gentlemen, hello!

Hi, Lino.

- Here you are. - Thanks.

- Thanks. Goodbye. - Thanks, see you.

- You know who that was? - Damn! Buscetta, the jeweler's.

Is he the nephew?

They still don't get how dangerous it is to walk around Palermo.

Call Niccolò and tell him about this Buscetta.

Tell him he's got his jewelry shop across the street.

I want this situation under control. Understand? Right now!

MOTORCYCLES REPAIR

"FREE MY SON", GIUSEPPE'S MOTHER APPEALS TO THE KIDNAPPERS.

Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners,

now and at the hour of our death, Amen.

Holy Virgin Mary, help this child.

Our Father who art in Heaven, hallowed be thy name.

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven

Holy Virgin Mary, help this child.

Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee

Blessed art thou among women,

and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners,

now and at the hour of our death.

It's us!

Hello, ma'am.

Hello.

- How did it go? - Fine. A bit tiring.

Will you eat with us?

No, thanks, I have to get back to my wife at the shop.

- How is your wife? - Fine, a bit tired.

- And the little one? - He's driving us crazy.

He's a real handful.

Did you make the list?

Oh, yes, I put it up here.

No… It was right here…

I can't find it. I just wrote it.

- Where's your head at? - I'll write it again for you.

No, it's okay.

Get some fruit and some tripe.

- Will you make me tripe tonight? - Sure.

- But buy it nice and clean. - Really clean.

- And join us for dinner tonight. - I'll see if I can make it.

You need anything else?

Yes, some bread as well, one pound.

OK, I'll go grocery shopping and bring the stuff later.

See you at three.

- See you later, ma'am. - Bye.

What were you reading?

What?

Your reading glasses are there.

It'll be ready in five minutes.

I was reading the calendar.

The calendar?

Or the newspaper that's in here.

How come this drawer is open?

It opens by itself.

What else am I to do?

I throw out the articles, and then I find them again.

Don't get upset.

It's you who are upset. I'm doing everything I can.

- The boy disappeared two years ago. - He's not dead.

- You have to tell me! - I swear he's alive!

It's your fault! You're to blame!

What are you saying? You know nothing.

I know you're to blame,

and the Lord punishes us because you are doing nothing to free him.

What do you know about what I do? It's nobody's fault.

- And calm down, will you? - No, I won't calm down!

I think of this boy every day. You know how I picture him?

- Dead! - He's alive.

There are photos with the papers.

Alive? That's a lie! They're all dead!

Calm down!

Our children are dead, your brother's dead,

and my own brother is as good as dead!

And this boy as well… who's not at peace…

Calm down!

Calm down!

Leave me alone.

Calm yourself down.

Enough.

Listen to me. The kid is not dead.

You'll see, they'll let him go.

And your brother isn't dead either.

My brother's dead to me.

After what he did,

after what he did to you!

My love,

why do you have to go around carrying this mark?

Because of your wife?

Listen to me.

Your brother got mixed up with the wrong people. It's not your fault.

And don't you worry about the boy.

He's alive!

May I drop dead if I'm not telling the truth.

You're an angel.

An angel.

But I think about the boy every single day.

And about our children too.

We've been punished.

The Lord punished us, that's why we can't have children.

That's enough now.

You hear me? Enough!

- The pasta… - Wait.

You're so beautiful.

More beautiful than the day I married you.

Long live for the newlyweds!

Long live for the newlyweds!

What a racket they make.

When are you coming home tonight?

I don't know yet.

Tripe's OK, then?

Yes, it's fine.

Will you be late?

I told you, I don't know yet.

Don't be late.

And don't you wait up.

If need be, I'll heat the tripe myself.

- Yet, don't come back late. - You know it's not up to me.

Who's it up to?

If I see him, I'll tell him.

Are you still here?

Who's there?

Is that you?

You came to see me?

Are you crying?

No, don't cry!

You're trembling!

You'll see, they'll free you!

They'll free you!

Don't you believe me?

They'll let you go!

My husband told me!

They'll free you for sure!

You know what? I pray for you every day.

Are you interested in my prayers?

You're not interested in them?

Tell me what I have to do.

I don't know what I have to do.

You tell me…

Tell me!

I want a horse.

Ma'am! What happened? Is everything OK?

Here are the groceries.

I'm sorry, I can't bring them in, your husband's waiting for me.

If you need anything else, I can drop by later.

Right.

See that old guy back there? I don't want to see him anymore!

Everything's fine, the boys are at the jeweler's.

Niccolò is great! Swiss timing.

You tell him something, and it's done!

We thought she was washing the windows.

We saw her sitting on the railing.

Who would have thought she'd let herself fall backwards!

If my pal Tano hadn't been looking up…

- You were looking at her thighs. - Right, her thighs!

A guy standing there like that looking up?

Your eyes were glued to her thighs.

The only thing you should be watching is that jewelry shop.

I think there's more dignity in being murdered than in committing suicide.

I've only seen people murdered.

I saw a guy jump from the 10th floor once.

As he was falling, he turned 180 degrees

and ended up caught on a clothesline on the third floor like a shirt.

So he was saved!

The firemen got there, they broke down the door on the third floor.

I knew it, he got saved!

They grabbed him, got hold of him, and he slipped.

They were left holding his watch.

Was there no rescue net below?

They rushed to save him so fast, they forgot the rescue net!

Shit, and no-one down there could catch him?

No, there were people.

But seeing a missile like that, they scattered.

He died.

Instead, this chick smashed straight into the ground.

Head split open, fresh brains popping out.

Were her brains bouncing around? Like a soccer ball?

No, I don't think of it as a ball.

It was more like the thump of a melon smashing to pieces, thud!

The dogs were licking the stuff up well into the night.

These stories don't make me sick.

You make me more sick with that sandwich than that chick's brains.

- You never ate fried chickpea? - You're covering me in grease!

In this job you have to keep your hands dry.

The young man is in a coma.

Any hope of him suddenly emerging from it?

No, it's irreversible.

It would take a miracle.

Pick this piece of shit up.

What the hell are you doing?

What did you do to the kid?

- Well, he wouldn't talk… - So he's talking now?

Get a wet cloth.

Give that to me.

Hey, wake up.

Why don't you talk?

- Help! - Look at me!

I just want to know what you and your friends

were doing at the club in Corleone.

Kill my nephews? Is that what you wanted to do?

Look, I'm God.

I can give you life and take it away.

You guys aren't cops.

Right, cops!

Damn right, we aren't cops!

You dressed like a cop, I can't look at you!

So don't look at me.

Leave the sandwich!

Shit, the best bite!

Let me go!

You piece of shit!

Bloody scumbag!

Slay him! Slay him!

You're going to die like a rat!

Like a rat!

You are nothing but a piece of shit!

Let's go!

That's done.

Slowly.

You see these?

They come from Marseille.

We found them at Marcello's house, your friend we killed yesterday.

Marcello went there to see his father and the other fugitives.

Pieces of shit.

And two of them came to kill our friend's son.

Tell me something.

Does my neighbor, Uncle Binu, know these guys from Marseilles as well?

Is he helping those bastards?

This you can tell me.

I couldn't ask Marcello.

Being his father's son, what would he tell me?

But you, you can tell me.

I swear on my mother, I don't know a thing!

Leave your mother out of this.

Why did you follow Toto's sons to Corleone?

What were you planning to do? Four bed-wetters!

Unless someone was helping you.

Uncle Binu.

What?

I'm not the one you're looking for!

It isn't me.

It isn't me.

Hey! Come on, what happened?

Can you believe it?

I didn't even know them,

and now it turns out that they shot them.

I went out with them once, to the club,

but I didn't even know them!

It's OK, it's OK.

Like hell it's OK, it's OK.

It's OK. Don't think about it!

Hey! You need to chill.

They're bastards, not like you at all!

Now go on.

Mom's upstairs waiting for you.

- I'll be right up. - Go on.

I'll see you at home later, alright?

You know, I could be your father.

And you should love me like you love a father.

I loved my father.

But because of a damn cop, I couldn't even go to his funeral.

Regulations. My hands are tied.

You keep me here, you can let me out.

- I said what I had to say. - No, you didn't say anything.

You have to let me go to the funeral.

Well, tell me what you'd do in my place, and I'll do it.

I don't know,

and I don't want to know either.

It's none of my business.

But you make it your business.

I guess you don't love me.

Boys, say goodbye to him.

Honey…

No, no, everything's fine.

What are you saying?

Unbelievable…

No, no.

Yes…

I'll be back later.

Me too.

Me too.

The boys are finished.

It's me, your brother.

I'm the shit of the family,

the renegade, buried alive.

You won't talk to me? I'm staying here anyway.

I won't move.

You're ashamed to even listen to me.

But you're listening

because you're like me and you understand me.

I know you're suffering because of me, because I became an informer.

It would have been better if I died instead of disgracing you.

But you know why I did it? Because they fucked me over.

Remember its always the bosses who betray.

What was I supposed to do? Spend my life behind bars to cover him?

A soldier like me has to shut up, be mute and not talk, ever.

But they can abuse me whenever they like.

Yes, sister, I am a scumbag,

but I'm free.

You know what it means to be free?

Staying here, inside this house, like you were doing time.

But I have to tell you something.

Do you know how they're treating that poor little boy?

It's two years they've kept him cooped up. No air,

hardly any water or food.

He sleeps on straw.

Like a beast, an animal.

They have no respect.

No respect, not even for children.

And you know your husband is behind all of this.

Your husband doesn't give birth to children, he kills them.

That's why God won't let you have any.

All sorted. The young man didn't make it.

- Did you have to do anything? - Not a thing.

There was no need to help him along?

No, he went on his own.

It's better that way.

Sure.

It's better that way.

It still isn't all dissolved.

It's getting late.

We have go see the match.

I'm the one who should be moaning.

I still need to clean up, put on a suit and tie,

I have a baptism to go to.

What the hell, we'll miss the match.

Come on, let's empty it.

There's still a bunch of bones! What will we do with them?

Fuck it! We dump them in a ditch somewhere.

We just dump them?

Can you tell the firefighters to bring a hook and ladder?

We can access the first floor through an open window.

Control to squad car 21.

Do you read, squad car 21?

We're still outside Buscetta's jewelry shop.

Copy, squad car 21.

Squad car 21, any news from forensics?

They're finishing up with Buscetta's body.

Copy, squad car 21.

They're saying the victim was shot three times.

Copy, squad car 21.

Baby?

- What's up? - Can I ask you a favor?

Go ahead.

In the morning, open up half an hour later.

What for?

Because I say so. Just open the shop later.

I'm telling you now and I won't say it again.

Go home and open up later.

Have a good day.

Loosely based on a true story