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OCTOPUS 7

I nvestigation into the Death
of I nspector Cattani

Take this.

Judge Conti,
it's I nspector Breda.

Have you found anything
in Aragonese's hide-out?

No, we didn't find
anything up there,

but we found a cave
at the end of the ravine.

I nside it were human remains
and weapons.

Very probably
it's a Mafia burial ground.

Send everything you find
to Forensic.

I want a list of the people
involved in this deal.

The owners
of the 50, 000 billion.

I'll never tell you.

These are the human remains
found near Aragonese's hide-out.

They were three
male persons.

They were killed by a gunshot
to the back of the neck.

An execution?

And the weapons?

We've sent them for testing
at the Anti-Mafia Unit.

When do you think
they were killed?

A few years ago.
I'd say 1988-89.

May I have a copy of the disk
with the photos?

Sure.

We're all dismayed at the tragic
death of Aldo Rannisi.

- Any comment?
- No interviews.

Rannisi had a heart attack
following his son's accusation.

It's not for me or you
to judge Daniele Rannisi.

He made a painful choice.

His act deserves
our silence and respect.

Was it really necessary
to arrest him?

Rannisi died in hospital,
not in jail.

And I intend to find out how.

Judge Conti is right,
but only partly.

Rannisi's behaviour begs
respect but not silence.

Isn't that so, Daniele?

It's all here,
down to the last penny.

Come on, cheer up!
You should be happy.

With so little dough,
you've bought peace of mind.

- You're fine, you can relax...
- Yes, of course.

Come on, laugh then.

There, that's better.
I'll be seeing you.

Hi, Biagio!
How are you?

You're looking well,
in good shape.

Keep calm!

- What are you going to do?
- Nothing.

NuZZo wants to see you.

What's your fondest memory
of your father?

When I was a boy,
we'd spend hours flying kites.

He made them.

Nowadays few fathers do that
with their kids.

Was he a good father?

Yes.

Yes, he was a good father.

What were you thinking
when you reported him?

At that moment...

Aldo Rannisi was no longer
the man flying kites,

he was a man protecting
a Mafia boss.

But that man
was still your father.

Yes, of course.

But there are other fathers,
other families.

Many have been humiliated,
blackmailed and even killed

by the mafioso
my father was hiding.

I convinced one of them,
Altofonte, to talk on the radio.

And he was killed
before my eyes.

There was no proof
against your father.

I reported what I heard
from his own mouth,

that Aragonese was hiding
on his land.

Something of what you've said
doesn't sound right.

I know that between
you and your father

those days were long gone.

You left home very young.

And it's strange...

that your father confided
such a delicate matter to you.

He didn't confide it to me.
I said I heard it.

How?

While I was behind a door.

- You were eavesdropping?
- Exactly.

But purely by chance.

You don't have
to justify yourself.

You're a journalist,
it's your job to eavesdrop.

I've been keeping my ears
wide open, too.

Do you know what the families
you defend are saying?

That the tragedy
has been very lucky for you.

I ndeed!
You've lost a father...

but you've gained
a huge fortune,

your lawful inheritance.

Olga Camastra is saying that.
She thinks everyone's like her.

But I've never wanted
a penny from my father.

You think you're a good son?

I'll tell you this...

Sometimes, even if it's hard,
one has to be a man,

before being a son.

You haven't answered me.

Rannisi was a good father,
you said so yourself.

Were you a good son?

You know, Panarea...

I've asked myself that
for days.

It's the question which
has kept me awake at night.

The question I read
in everyone's eyes,

but which no one
dares to ask.

Maybe I'm here today...

because I wanted someone
like you to ask me that.

But do you know what?

I don't have an answer.

Or you don't want
to answer it.

I won't answer it either,

but someone else
can answer it, Daniele...

The people.

The same people that
you've pointed your finger at.

You've judged us many times.

Now it's your turn.

- Barese?
- I'm ready.

While we've been on air,

we've done a telephone poll
on a sample of 1000 people.

What was the question?

The question was this...

"Was Daniele a good son?"

These are the answers

of the people we contacted.

839 answered no.

Whereas 123 answered yes.

While 38 abstained.

Any comment?

Yes, I have.

I came here today...

because I felt it was time
to let the people judge me.

Just as I judged my father
and many others.

I accept it therefore...

but I don't agree.

I'm still convinced
I've done the right thing.

I've paid a very high price.

But I'll have to bear it
for the rest of my life.

Now, if I may,
I'd like to ask you a question.

What kind of society is it

where a son is forced
to report his father?

How can one live
in such a society?

That is what I would have
asked those people.

But I don't think
you'd understand.

That'll do for now.

Kicking this worm to death
is too good for him.

Well?

Where's your sister?

I swear I don't know.

Carry on.

Why are you looking for me?

Sit down.

- Do you live here alone?
- Now I do.

Do you like it?

- Why not?
- It doesn't look like a home.

Who knows...
Maybe you're right.

When I was your age...

I would have done anything
to live in a place like this.

Anything at all.

I thought that
owning a mansion...

meant having everything.

But then I understood

that we don't own
these mansions...

It's these mansions
that own us.

Many years ago
it was the study of a prince.

Then it was bought
by an English merchant

and in the 1920s it passed
to my husband's family.

And today it's mine.

Perhaps...

in ten years
you'll be in my place.

I n ten years I'll be dead.

It's 50 million... for now.

- What do you want for it?
- Continue what you're doing.

You've made NuZZo cry...

But now I want war.

A real war!

Yes?

I accept your proposition.

We'll meet at 10 p. M. Tomorrow
at the new warehouses.

I'll give you the list
of the Croce del Sud partners.

Then you'll know the names of
the owners of the 50,000 billion.

I loved your sister
like a daughter.

I took care of all your family.

How have you repaid me?

I didn't kill Nino!

I don't know where Sara is.
I don't know...

All right, Biagio.
You don't know.

No, NuZZo, no...

I'm tired of you, Biagio.

Goodbye.

Wait!

- Don't interfere in this.
- We can use him.

Aragonese is dead.
I can get my revenge now.

These people are animals,

but don't worry,
I'm here now.

I'll set you free, alive.

Your sister too.

But you must do us a big
favour. You must help us.

All right?

When it gets dark,
NuZZo and his men will come.

We'll be hiding inside.

It's an open space,
where they can't take cover.

Wait till they get out
of their cars...

and in five minutes
it'll all be over.

When the job's done,
the countess will give us more.

Biagio!

- What happened?
- Look at the state he's in.

Give me a hand.
Careful...

Sit him down.

- Who was it?
- I don't know...

There were four of them.

- They took the money.
- Were they NuZZo's men?

- No, outsiders.
- Sons of bitches!

They were only
after the money.

At this rate, NuZZo or the others
will kill us one by one.

- We must put an end to it.
- What are you saying?

I've made a deal
with Countess Camastra.

We kill NuZZo
and we can take his place.

I feel sick.

Lie down...

Easy now.

Ready?

They're keeping us waiting.

Here they come.

Why did he stop?

- I'll have a look.
- No, wait!

- I'll take Sciacca and Nitto.
- Be careful.

It's a trap.
We've been betrayed!

Walk!

Leave us.

You too.
Everyone out.

You remember Nino, don't you?

Just one look at his eyes
would open your heart.

I've never loved anyone else.

Only him and his mother.

Killing you
is not enough for me...

Yes?

We can't find the list.

You must find it.

Keep looking.

We've had reports of shooting
at the new warehouses.

We're on our way.

- Where's my sister?
- Calm down, she's coming.

You promised she'd be alive.

She is alive.
Don't you worry.

What have you done to her?

- Easy!
- What have you done to her?

Sara...

Go away!

Go away!

NuZZo, we must go.
The police are coming.

- What do we do with them?
- Kill them both.

- Biagio...
- Whore!

Stop! Police!

Sara?

What happened?

Are you here, Sara?

Sara is dead.

Saverio!

You're all alone now.

Give me those names.

You'll regret what you've done.

My partners will destroy you.

No, they'll destroy you.

You've lost their money.

I'll make sure they know,
unless you talk.

Those names...
I don't have them here.

I need time.

I thought you were
an intelligent person...

but you're just stubborn.

Pity.
Goodbye for ever.

Sara...

You've paid too much already.

Spit out what's inside you.

Scream, cry...
Don't be like this.

I've nothing left inside me.

They're all dead.

And what am I good for?

Only for killing...
a child.

I want to die.

Here...

It's the ring
which Antonio gave you.

Remember what you said to me?

That Antonio had given it
to another Sara.

A Sara who no longer existed.

But I know she still exists,
inside you.

Put it on.

See?

It's made for you.

That Sara is you.

To start
the interactive process...

If you help us,
we'll keep you in a safe place

and I promise you
a reduced sentence.

You don't have to answer now.

Try to eat something and rest.

For now
you'll be in the infirmary.

What does it matter?

I killed the boy.

Take me to jail,
I don't need help.

Okay, if that's what you want,

you'll go to prison and
NuZZo will keep on killing.

Do you want to carry out
my revenge?

I n prison they'll kill me.

And probably do me a favour.

I might have got it.
Look at this.

Here...

It's a more advanced
graphic program

than the one I used
for Aragonese.

Archaeologists use it too.

There...

By inserting the morphological
data of a person's skull,

even if thousands of years old,
you can get the actual face.

Look.

- With what accuracy?
- From 60 to 70%.

With that percentage,
you might get a face like mine.

Not enough
to send someone to jail.

Look, that's the first
of the three men.

For the morphology
of each skull analysed,

the program gives a limited
number of alternatives.

I've tried to find
the average of probabilities.

Meaning?

This is a 70% likeness
of one of the three.

This is the second one.

Both men were about
30 years old.

This is the third one.

Now we'll get a printout

and check the archives
for faces resembling these.

What is it?

He had curly hair.

PetruZZo had curly hair.

- Do you know them?
- The first is called Bannino.

This one on the screen
is PetruZZo,

and the other one...

was called Swordfish
because of his pointy nose.

I don't know his real name.

When I was a girl,
they'd often come to our home.

And stay after dinner
to talk to my father.

Or play cards.

They were his friends...

along with
NuZZo and Saverio.

Yes, it's them.
I haven't seen them since.

My God.

They were Saverio's friends.

Is that Saverio in the middle?

And that's NuZZo.

Is there no news of Saverio?

I'm sure he's here.

If he's here, we'll find him.

Aragonese wanted him dead
and he can't harm him now.

- Are you sure you want to go?
- Yes.

You no longer need me.

Here you have
new friends, house...

You safe here.

You understand,
I no speak Italian.

It's hard for me
to say what's in my heart.

Thank you for
all you've done for me.

I must go now. Bus leaving.

Farewell, Oleg.
I'm so fond of you.

What did she say?

She sad. Alone now.

I know.

We've never been apart
since she was 13.

But it's too risky with me.

Judge Conti found
your dead friends.

She know them.
She ask Chiara about you.

Chiara knows nothing about me.

Soon she'll be back with us.

Hi!

Sorry,
I didn't hear you come in.

Has he gone?

Lovely music.

Nonsense.
I was just practising...

- Please continue.
- If you wish.

Chiara, what's wrong?

Does my music
affect you that way?

No, the music is lovely.

All the people I care for
go away.

I know how you feel.
It happened to me too.

That's why
I started playing music.

If I can't alter my thoughts,
music does it for me.

Like if it rains
and I want the sun...

It works in reverse too...

For instance,
if I miss a distant friend...

And if I feel down,
like you do now...

then I resort to
something stronger.

- Well, Countess?
- It's you.

Why the delay?
The cargo should be at sea.

I know.

We had some problems
with the ship's engine.

But don't worry,
it's okay now.

I do worry
and so do my associates.

The situation is under control.
Reassure them.

We entrusted
50,000 billion to you...

Don't forget.
The terms were clear.

You are personally
responsible.

Why don't you let me
kill that bitch?

Camastra
is no good to us dead.

I want to get to her bosses
and force them to join us.

She's more afraid
of them than us.

She'll never take us to them.
You can forget it.

Then I'll force them
to meet with me.

I didn't come from Russia
empty-handed.

Here I have the proof
to entrap the countess.

You've got crafty, Saverio.

Bronta, Granchio and Marciano
were all in the same gang.

Yes, under
Aragonese's control.

Why did they kill them
if they were in the same clan?

What happened
to the pyramids' architects?

On completion,
the Pharaoh would kill them

so as not to reveal the secret.

They'd been told to do
something very serious...

A killing... Then they became
witnesses to be eliminated.

- Is Chiara's husband involved?
- Probably.

Yes, hello?

What's that?

Someone has entered
our computer system.

- Shall I try to block it?
- No, wait.

- Can you trace its origin?
- I can try.

The keyboard is jammed.

Whoever it is,
he's better than me.

He's stopped transmission.

All right, make a printout.

And have it translated.

I nspector Breda, please.

To the airport.

What do you want?

I have a warrant
for your arrest.

Countess Olga Camastra
has been arrested

for money-laundering
operations to Russia.

It is alleged
the currency was smuggled

aboard the ship
Croce del Sud.

The ship has been seiZed
but no money was found.

The countess denies all charges

and her lawyers have
petitioned for her release.

You'll remember...

And you think
that after this...

Camastra's bosses
will want to talk to you?

Only a bushfire
will flush out the animals.

But now they'll scatter
everywhere.

I'll find someone
to round them up.

I'll go to the shepherd...
of this herd of wild beasts.

Good morning.

Professor Ramonte
is expecting you.

Hello, Professor.

I don't understand, Vanya.
You're exposing the queen.

You see?

Your arrival was preceded
by many voices, sir...

and they were
by no means flattering.

You used not to call me sir.

I've brought you the first book
I read in your library.

I found it back there.

Come into the light.
I can't see you well.

Saverio...
It's you, isn't it?

You'd forgotten me.

Last time I saw you, you were
just a boy, now you're a man.

Checkmate!

You were like him. Vanya.

He can't read or write

but at chess,
he's a born genius.

I found him
in a mountain village.

He was a miner,
like all his family.

A wasted talent...

I'm giving him an education...

worthy of his intelligence.

You always had a great talent
for finding gems in the mud.

That's the art of politics.

Don't you miss it?

Miss it?

Do you know what I do
with little Vanya?

I play over and over again

the great games
in the history of chess.

It's the same with the games...

that I played in my life.

There...
on those shelves...

are assembled...

40 years of work
and politics.

And when I re-open
one of those diaries,

I find all the confidential
documents,

secret protocols
which only I have seen,

entries of
confidential meetings,

whispered conversations

of people wanting
protection and favours,

battles won and lost.

It's all there.
It's as if...

leafing through those pages
yellowed by time...

I relived each single moment
of my career.

Because... you see, Saverio,
I still have a great passion.

But all this belongs
to the past.

I'm here to discuss the future.

There's no longer
any future for me.

Italy has changed greatly.
It is alien to me now.

That's why I decided...

- To step aside.
- You were forced to.

Are you hinting
at my judicial problems?

They don't count.

They'd be of no consequence...

if I hadn't lost
my political power.

I won most of the time...
but now I've lost.

Sometimes a defeat
can turn into a victory.

The losers are made prisoners,

the victors ask
for reparations,

but in the end,
when the waters settle,

the prisoners return home

and talk of reparation
is forgotten.

I think that day
could be very near.

But some of your
old associates,

instead of fighting
for your return,

have behaved
like common thieves.

You can't approve of
such behaviour.

You're referring to the export
of capital to Russia...

Yes, it did sadden me.

I gave the judiciary the proof
to block your friends' plan.

But of course...
I withheld anything

that could have led
to the principals.

I didn't like them either, but
I don't agree with what you did.

- What do you want?
- What I am, I owe to you.

I want to repay you.

I want to help you
return to Italy

and give you back
what was taken from you.

But I need your help.

Only you can convince them
to listen to my proposition.

I...

Am I to put my prestige
at your disposal?

Why?

- What guarantees can you give?
- My silence.

One day I was asked
to do a favour

in exchange for a new life.

My life has changed,
but not as they promised.

I had to flee to save my life.

For six years
I was in hiding.

Seasons passed and I was left
to think about what happened.

I almost lost my mind
trying to understand.

But it was simple.

I only had to remember
what you taught me.

To make sense of things,
find out who gains by it.

And everything became clear.

I didn't do that favour
for someone who'd asked,

but for someone
who only takes.

Like you...

who received that book
without asking for it.

I did you that favour,
Professor,

and now is the time
to remind you of it.

Tell me about
your proposition.

I'll ask my friends
to listen to you...

but choose your words well.

I'll ask my friends
to listen to you...

but choose your words well.

I f you're not convincing...

you'll be blown away...

You'll be blown away...

You'll be blown away...

I f you're not convincing...

You'll be blown away...

Away...

- I t's not going away.
- Calm down.

I'm here.

I t wasn't meant to be like this.

- A chance...
- Drink it.

- I must go away.
- You'll get better.

The appointment
is for tomorrow afternoon.

Welcome to the old building
of the Thule Academy.

Dr Corinto...

chairs the company whose
members you wanted to meet.

I heard of him
in St Petersburg.

My associates have agreed
to meet you

at Prof. Ramonte's bidding.

I hope you'll be
very convincing.

This way.

Of course you'll understand
that our friends

prefer not to meet you
in person.

A teleconference seemed
the most fitting solution.

Obviously,
we'll use certain devices

to make the conference
more secure.

The link is ready.

They're listening.

Good morning, gentlemen.

I don't need to see you,
because I know you.

I'm honoured to meet
the worst Italy has produced

in business, politics,
finance and crime.

I feel at home here with you,
and I thank you.

Saverio Bronta,
you're impudent!

We have nothing to do with you.

How dare you attack us!

Give back what you stole.

Am I a thief
if I steal from thieves?

I told you it was useless.
For me, the meeting is over.

You'll listen because
it's in your interest.

Your money is safe
in my hands.

I will return it...
but on my conditions.

Your financial network
in Russia has collapsed.

Even if I returned the money
tomorrow...

you wouldn't know what to do.

It's waste paper,
material evidence.

You reported our operation
to the police.

Sure!

I did it to stop
your foolish flight.

I suggest we use
the 50,000 billion

to regain lost ground.

How would you go about that?

Commencing with Sicily.

I believe the way to power
is still through that land.

Those who control Sicily
also control the State.

Sicily will be our springboard
towards the country.

That's ridiculous!

What should we do?
Go back to Italy?

No one wants to see
your abject faces.

I've thought of another use
for your money.

I n Sicily today
there's a new reality.

It's the time of honest people.

Entrepreneurs, journalists...

state officials,
administrators...

who struggle hard...

because they think they can
create a clean society.

Who are these
champions of honesty?

Your enemies. The ones
who forced you to flee.

I intend to use your billions
to support them covertly,

and to fund their deals
through front companies.

- What are you saying?
- That's ludicrous!

- I'm leaving.
- It's an insult!

We must help
these "clean" people.

Honest people
whom people respect.

Then we'll give them the bill.

We'll tell them
that we made them

and we can destroy them
the same way.

What do you think
they'll do then?

Maybe they'll be scandalised,
indignant, they'll scream.

What then?

Will they give up
their enterprises?

Resign from their positions?

No, because they'll be infected
by the same poison as you...

a poison which means
authority, power, money!

You're underestimating
our enemies.

They've turned honesty
into a religion, a creed.

They'll never
make deals with us.

Corinto, have you forgotten
how we met?

You were under 30,
and honest.

Full of fire
and many great ideals.

Completely above reproach.

Then I taught you
the art of being flexible.

And you learnt fast...

Those were other times,
other men.

Things have gone too far.

I know the hearts of men
very well.

They always beat
for the winner.

And I can assure you
we'll get our revenge.

Saverio will use our money
and the Camastra Group

as a Trojan horse
for our return to Sicily,

and we will help him...

with all the strength
of our association.

If the professor assures us,
that will suffice.

But be careful, Bronta.
If you fail...

You'll be done for.

What price do we have to pay
this benefactor?

Bronta, what do you want
in exchange?

I want very little.

I'll guide the association
in this.

I want your place.

Salus nostra extrema Thule...

This medallion

was coined 200 years ago
in Naples

when our association
was born,

the Thule Academy.

The French
were entering the city

and some freemen
chose to unite

to defend the traditional
values of our people.

But they had to accept
exile in Sicily

while awaiting the moment
of their great return.

That's why they chose
outermost Thule as their symbol,

the island said to be
at the end of the earth

where one day
a new world would be born.

A world which only
the chosen could enter

after opening
the ark of wisdom

and drinking from
the chalice of enlightenment.

So the legend says.

Even the Praetorians
usurping the throne

loved to invent noble origins
to cover their dirty deeds.

With this medallion,
you and your family

will receive help
from the associates

at any time and place.

I hope you're aware
of the trust placed in you

and the obligations
you're entering into.

Of these obligations...

I'll respect the secret
of your biggest sin,

that old story which ties
us all to Camastra.

Helping the countess...

will be my joining fee
for the association.

Countess.

When will you get me
out of here?

How much longer must I wait?

I expect the matter
will be resolved soon.

If our friends are thinking
of abandoning...

No one is thinking
of abandoning you.

Once before, I was inside...

And your friends
didn't abandon you.

It was so painful
leaving you without a word.

I had to resolve the problem
which destroyed our life.

I'm succeeding, Chiara.
It's our big chance!

We won't have to run any more.

We won't have to be afraid.
I'm winning!

Your Saverio is winning!

What victory
are you talking about?

For six years we fled
like hunted animals.

Then you disappear,
making up a story.

Enough, Saverio!

I want to know.

Why are Rosario
and the others dead?

What did you do?

I made a mistake years ago...

and they made me
pay dearly for it.

Now they owe me.

I thought
they had harmed you...

but it was you who did wrong!

Even the judge thinks
you did some awful deed.

I'm your husband. Do you
believe me or the judge?

I'd like to believe you...
with all my heart.

Do it, then!

What does the past matter?

Things change.

We must stick together.
We must trust each other.

I can't do without you.

I'm asking for the last time.

We must stay apart
a little longer.

And it hurts.

It hurts a lot knowing
you're with those people.

If something happened to me
or to you...

I've made powerful friends.

Take this to Filosi, the lawyer.
He'll help you.

- What will happen to you?
- Nothing...

I only need a few weeks...
then they can't hurt us.

But don't tell anyone
you've seen me.

And above all,
don't mention this.

Those people would think I had
betrayed them. I'd be dead.

Saverio...

I'll listen to you
one last time.

The financial set-up in Russia
is too sophisticated

to service only 50 billion.

- There were other shipments?
- It's quite probable.

Maybe it was only a dry run.

Behind Camastra there's
a powerful organisation.

Obviously someone
wanted to stop them.

Who sent us
those Russian files?

I have an idea,
but I hope I'm wrong.

Chiara's husband,
Saverio Bronta?

Whoever did it
is playing with fire.

Camastra knows a lot...

We can commence.

We summoned the accused,

Mrs Olga Camastra Rannisi,

who's here with her lawyer,
Dr Filosi.

- Just a minute, please.
- What's this?

An objection.

Considering your personal
involvement...

the defence asks
for another judge.

What personal involvement?

I'm astonished
you hadn't thought of it.

Both of you were sentimentally
tied to the same man,

I nspector Cattani.

Can a woman judge
judge her rival in love?

Judge?
When I'm jealous I see red.

I'd kill her
instead of judging her.

Can we blame that lady?

The Conti-Camastra case
is making waves in the city.

Today we await the decision

of Chief Judge Orione
in the matter.

I'm sorry, but I'm forced
to take over the investigation.

- But...
- Please let me finish.

I strongly dislike doing it,
but I can't do otherwise.

I don't want the office
put under the spotlight

of scandal sheets and the like.

And I think you'd agree
with me, wouldn't you?

- Where's Silvia?
- Sitting on the rocks.

- I've been looking for you.
- I needed to be alone.

These just arrived.

From the central
archives in Rome.

The weapons we found
with the three bodies

are the same
which killed Cattani.

It's Granchio's gang which
was hired to kill Cattani.

Witnesses said there were six.

NuZZo, paid by Camastra,

led the attack then
took care of the accomplices.

He killed them
or forced them to flee.

Yes, like... Saverio.
Who went to Russia.

He comes back and we receive
a tip implicating Camastra.

Everything leads to her.
Just when you're off the case.

I can't investigate Olga...

but there's someone who can.

- Is Daniele Rannisi here?
- I n the poolroom.

But he's having a bad day.

I must speak to you.

Speak.

I need a hand.

I need to see the budget
of the Camastra-Rannisi Group.

I can't do it because...
I've been taken off the case.

They won't even let me
into the offices.

Daniele, you're the lawful heir
of the major shareholder.

And what should I do?

Put on a jacket and tie
and attend board meetings?

That's exactly
what you should do.

I'm sorry.

I can't help you this time.

I did all I could
and now I just want to forget.

Forget Olga,
this business, this city...

Is that clear?

Your father too?

His efforts will have
been in vain.

Leave me alone, please!
Please...

I didn't want you to hear it.
It's not finished.

Sorry, I couldn't sleep
so I came here.

I saw Chiara written, so...

It's the first song
I've written for a woman.

Through music I can better say
what I have inside.

Even what
I'd never be able to say.

I don't know, Stefano,
it's all so difficult.

I'm not ready for this...

Chiara, I want you
to know one thing...

I'm here, Chiara.

Any way you want me,
I'm here.

Sorry I'm late.

- Welcome, Dr Rannisi.
- I'm not a doctor.

I'm Quartullo, sales director.
We spoke on the phone.

This is Mr RenZoni,
in charge of accounts.

- How do you do?
- Please...

Here are all the accounts,
complete to 1993.

The last few months are missing,
but you'll have them soon.

This is the expenditure...

General items, amortisations,
wages, interest.

This is income.

I don't know if you understand.
We've done a summary table.

Fine, and the rest?

The rest? It's all there...
I ncome, expenditure...

Wake up, RenZoni!
The black accounts.

What manager are you
if you don't bring that?

Forgive me, Dr Rannisi...
I mean, Mr Rannisi,

but your position in the group
is not yet clear.

Okay, then I'll clarify it
right away.

I am the owner.

A special board meeting
will confirm it.

And the countess?

The agenda at the meeting
will be "Election of a new board,

"due to suspicions
of criminal activity

"concerning Olga Camastra."

Now then, we'll resume
our meeting in one hour.

But I want the real accounts.

And...

do me a summary table,
I like that.

See you later, gentlemen.

Hell!

- Who is it?
- Silvia, it's Daniele.

You said you didn't want to...

I know I refused,
but I've changed my mind.

It happens quite often.

You've decided to help me?

I have the disks of the secret
accounts. Can you come?

- I'll be right there.
- See you soon.

It appears Camastra resumed
her activity in winter 1989.

Before that
there was a huge hole...

a deficit of at least
60 billion.

And then...

four banks give Camastra
credit of 100 billion.

Can you see if she repaid it?

Yes.

After less than four months

and at very high interest.

Where is all that money
coming from?

What do you say?

I also found something else.

I'll show you.

It was my mother's
secret place.

Then Olga took it over.
I nside it I found these.

Stefano, look...

It looks like a list
of names in code.

I'll copy it onto a disk
then try to decode it.

Silvia...
What's wrong, are you ill?

I D, please.

And yours?

Go through.

I persuaded him
because he's Livoti's friend.

We can only stay an hour.

- Aren't you calling the chief?
- Stay here if you wish.

What's going on?
You can't interrogate me.

It's not your case.

Your lawyer said I was
personally involved, so be it!

- At 3 a. M.?
- Yes, at 3 a. M.

Years ago you were broke.
You'd just come out of jail.

Your estate gone,
your reputation ruined.

Then suddenly, in March '89,

you obtained
bank loans at low interest.

So you could rescue businesses
on the verge of bankruptcy.

- I married a rich man.
- Rannisi was penniless.

You used his name as a front.

- I'm going back to my cell.
- Who gave you that money?

No one.
I refuse to answer.

That same month,
in March '89,

a group of Mafia killers
is massacred.

One of them, Granchio,
escapes.

But as soon as he sets foot
in Sicily, he's killed too.

Their leader, NuZZo Marciano,
starts working for you.

And for years,
you've kept Granchio's family.

- To buy their silence?
- You're mad, obsessed!

- I'll have you expelled...
- Shut up!

On 20 March 1989,
those men went to Milan.

They had enough arms
for a massacre,

but they were after one man!

It was six against one.
They didn't want to miss.

- The boss wanted to be sure.
- I won't listen any more.

- And so...
- Enough! Go away!

At 7.22 in the morning...
they killed Corrado Cattani.

Why have you kept it?
As a trophy?

I loved Corrado.

And yet you had him killed?

They made me do many things
I didn't want to do.

But I loved him...
very much.

Even when he deceived me.

When he was with me
for his investigation,

to get information from me.

And do you know what?

I understood
that he was only using me...

but I didn't say anything.

Even when he sent me to jail,

I loved him.

That's why they chose me
to kill him.

So if I were found out...

I would say I did it...
out of jealousy.

What did they promise you?

They got me out of jail.

Certain favours
have to be repaid,

otherwise...

they would have killed me.

I've never been able to do
anything in life...

other than survive.

Who asked to have him killed?

No one.

I told you...
I did it out of jealousy.

Because he came to Milan
with you.

No one asked me to do it.

Espinosa? Baron Linori?

Or one of these names here?

Some names are unmentionable.

I hate them as much as you do,
but I have to survive.

Saverio Bronta
was one of the hit-men.

He reported you.
Why is he back in Sicily?

Be satisfied.

You've got what you wanted...
The murderer.

You'll change your mind
in court.

No.

I n court
I'll say it was jealousy.

You could have refused,

or gone abroad,
and saved Corrado.

Someone else would have
done it. He had to die.

He had hit upon
crucial interests.

He had reached the core

of dealings between the Mafia,
business and politics.

He got himself killed

for uncovering a truth
everyone knows,

even children.

What a pointless death!

Tell me how they got you
out of jail.

They got to the judge.

Who was the judge?

Your chief judge.

Orione.

I was in the police school
canteen.

Suddenly there was silence.

Someone whispered that
Cattani had been killed.

No one could eat any more.

I thought maybe it was better
to resign.

I was afraid Corrado
might end up like that.

If he'd been killed
by a common criminal...

maybe I could accept that.

But his death was decided

by someone behind
an army of agents,

sure that no one
would touch him.

I want him before a court,

judged in public
so the truth can be known.

At least Corrado's death...

won't have been in vain.

Hello. It's me.

The countess
has started to talk.