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Part Six

Octopus 7 is dedicated

to the late Elio Balletti

and Vittorio MeZZogiorno

Just to be on the safe side.
You never know.

They're out.

- They're leaving.
- Okay.

Oleg!
They're coming.

Look at that van.

It's hogging the road.

Go back. Quickly.

- Turn around!
- I can't. We're trapped.

Stop.

My briefcase!

Let's go.

Come on.

Run.

Run.

Run, Silvia.

Stefano!

No more busting our balls.

Farewell, Judge.

What are you doing?
Are you mad?

Saverio wants her alive.

Shoot-out reported in Portuni.

All cars to Highway 44.
Railway crossing...

Stefano...

I'm thirsty.

Calm down. Don't move.

- I'm Livoti.
- Chiara...

Send for Chiara.
I need to see her.

Everything will be fine.
A doctor is on his way.

Help me...

I'm sorry,
but this time it's your turn...

You murderer!
I'll kill you.

Then you'll never
see Silvia again.

And if you report me,
she'll die. Don't be an idiot.

Then move.

Today, for the first time,
I feel better.

I had been feeling a weight
here on my chest.

I couldn't breathe properly.

As if this air
were filthier than ours.

I've arranged for that matter
to remain buried for good.

I'll never forget it was Saverio
who threatened...

to drag me into this old story.

Again on that occasion

it was you
who sorted things out.

For years you've been bearing
the burdens I couldn't handle.

You will thank me
once we're in Italy.

Of course.
As long as Monteverde...

really does
what Saverio promised.

It would be so sad to die
with this air in my lungs.

After all I've done
for my homeland.

Where's Silvia?

I don't know
where they've taken her.

They don't tell me these things.

So how do you contact them
to pass on your filthy tip-offs?

I leave a message
on an answering machine.

Then they call me back
at home.

Okay, then.
Let's go to your place.

- Who's here?
- Uncuff me.

Vito, is that you?

Uncuff me.
She mustn't see me like this.

No tricks now.

It's me, Lidiuska.

What's happened to you?

Nothing.
A small accident on the job.

This is a colleague of mine.
I nspector Breda.

I'll be back late,
if I come back at all.

Bye.

Make that phone call.

Remember, if they lay a finger
on Silvia, I'll kill you.

It's me... Livoti.

I need to talk to you.

You take care of it.

Go.

What happened?

Don't you dare touch her.
Saverio's instructions.

Take her to the villa.

That bitch was supposed to die.

You made me look like a fool
in front of my men.

You've remained
a small-time killer.

Saving her
makes no sense to you.

I'm warning you, Saverio.

You must learn to think
like a boss.

We have a valuable weapon.
Don't throw it away.

Even Ramonte wanted it.
She knows all about Cattani.

I can't trust Ramonte.

He used me against Cattani
and did nothing to save me.

All these years I've been
thinking of how to pay him back.

This is my big chance.

I can see him
counting the hours,

savouring his revenge,
dreaming of his comeback.

He was a hopeless old man
until I gave him an aim in life.

But I'll let him die there
on his own,

after he's lost everything.

The power I promised him,
we'll keep for ourselves.

You've kept all these projects
to yourself.

You've treated me like a puppet.

You must trust me.

If things work out,
we'll have what we wanted.

If they don't...

Silvia Conti
will carry out my revenge.

It was us who killed Cattani.

And Silvia Conti knows it.

She's like an atom bomb.

If she blows up
we won't survive.

But neither will Ramonte.

No matter where he's hiding.

I'm happy with that.

Okay, Saverio.
I'll let her live.

But don't you dare
deceive me again.

If you do, I'll kill you,
even if you're my friend.

The house is being watched.
They know everything.

You're trapped.

They'll kill you
whenever they feel like it.

There's nothing
you can do about it.

Is this
what you sold out for?

Lidiuska comes from a place
so cold

that the sea is froZen
six months a year.

This place
was heaven to her.

So she wanted to stay.

As you know,
heaven is expensive.

And you killed Stefano for that?

To buy silk clothes
for a whore?

My life was nothing before.

- I nspector, did you call me?
- If you harm Silvia...

Cut the bullshit and listen.

Give the inspector
that tape of Orione's.

Nobody knows
Silvia was with the chief judge.

Don't come looking for her
or we'll tear her to pieces.

To pieces.

I want to speak to her,
to hear her voice.

Hello...

What did I tell you?

Give me the tape
and get out of here.

If Silvia is hurt, you won't
go to jail. I'll kill you first.

...the bodies
of Chief Judge Orione

and of Stefano Mura,
a young computer operator.

Clearly a Mafia execution.

They didn't give him
time to finish it...

Our song.

They didn't give us time.

He died because of me.
Why him?

It was Saverio.

It wasn't your fault, Chiara.

Don't ever think that.

We must find the strength...

to carry on... for them.

A bit of strength...

even if we don't have it.

Any evidence against
Camastra Enterprises?

I won't take any rash action.

Mr Monteverde...

What will your role be
in this inquiry?

Do you really want
to ruin this town?

You're watching the meeting of
the Anti-Corruption Agency.

The Hon. Mr Monteverde
will deliver a report

on the inquiry into
alleged Mafia infiltration

of the regional economy
via Camastra Enterprises.

The controversial inquiry
has attracted criticism

in view of the uncertainty
it would create

amongst the town's businesses

and the loss of jobs
which would follow.

The chairman, the Honourable
Mr Antares, now has the floor.

Mr Monteverde has conducted
a preliminary inquiry

into Camastra Enterprises

which are suspected
of laundering Mafia money.

Sir, you have the floor.

Mr Chairman, in view of
the limited time available,

I have no option
but to seek an extension.

An adjournment?

The preliminary evidence
is insufficient

to open such
an important investigation.

Any questions?

Well done, Monteverde.
A clever way of saving face.

He's learnt quickly
how to cover up an inquiry.

- The next item...
- Turn down the volume.

Did you hear that?
Isn't he clever!

The Honourable Mr Monteverde.
The incorruptible politician.

I'm beginning to breathe
the air of times gone by.

- Thanks to Saverio.
- Saverio saved Silvia Conti.

He's working against us.
He'll betray us.

For the time being, that woman
has been neutralised.

What do you have to fear
from Saverio?

He can't do anything to us.

I still remember him
as a child.

He'd wear his Sunday clothes,
but had dirty nails.

He hasn't changed.

With him
it's only a matter of price.

- What if the price is too high?
- There's his partner.

NuZZo Marciano.

He must have something
against Saverio. Contact him.

Now let me breathe.

Checkmate.

What a marvellous feeling.

The moment when a man
like Monteverde

covers himself in mud.

Who are you?

I suppose
you're Saverio Bronta.

That's right.

Why didn't you have me killed
like Stefano and Orione?

- I'm not a murderer.
- What are you, then?

- You too killed Cattani.
- I had a minor role.

Yes, you were only a henchman
for Aragonese, for Corinto,

or for someone above him,

someone who can't be named.

You already know that name.

Of course...
Professor Ramonte.

He was one of them.

But there are thousands of
locked rooms and dark corridors

where that death was planned
and sanctioned...

or perhaps simply ignored.

There are so many people
who share the responsibility.

What did they promise you?
Money?

Or a move up the ranks?

Is that what you wanted?

Is that why you gave up
your wife Chiara

and joined those
who murdered your friends?

True.
My friends are dead.

And that grieves me.

But I had to choose what
to remember and what to forget.

Memory is a luxury
I can't afford.

Look at my hands.
They're clean.

People will queue up
to shake them.

As long as they're
rich and powerful hands.

Poor Bronta.

Those times are over.
Thanks to you people.

When you killed Cattani,
you opened many people's eyes.

You can kill me, but it's no use.
You'll have new opponents.

Daniele...

Giulia Altofonte...

Monteverde...

Monteverde!

A new tragedy
has shocked our town.

I n two days, the splendid church
of Saint Eustachio,

in one of Sicily's most
evocative archaeological areas,

will host the funeral of
Judge Orione and Stefano Mura.

Your friends are dead
and forgotten. Just like you.

I'm sorry for you.

I signed up Monteverde
only a few days ago.

What are you aiming for?

I've been following orders
for too long.

Now I want to give orders
to others.

Do you really think
they'll let you?

You're the new kid
on the block.

I've come specifically
to meet you.

I've always wanted
to meet you too.

But I understand that
a man like you

wouldn't have time for me.

You'd rather speak
to the countess.

Ramonte and I have always
appreciated what you did for us.

Why can't Saverio
know about this meeting?

I'm here to talk about that.

We're not happy with Saverio's
handling of Judge Conti.

And we think
you share our feelings.

That's none of your business.

You wouldn't be here if you
fully trusted your partner.

Was this whole business
his idea?

Saverio saved Silvia Conti
to use her against us.

If the judge is freed,
you'll be in danger too.

Who knows
what that man really wants.

He has so much pent-up anger

over the way he was treated
after the Cattani affair...

But his resentment
could have another target.

Don't forget it was you
who killed his friends.

Saverio would never betray me.

We represent two forces

which at this stage would benefit
from an alliance.

You are violence
and we are power.

Saverio represents
only himself.

- Are you mad?
- Now you're a nobody.

I have money, men, weapons
and a town.

All you have are your schemes.
I'm in charge now.

I'm sick of all of you.

Tell the professor
I'm the boss of this town.

Chiara...
Where are you?

Help me.

What have you done, Saverio?

What's happened?

Calm down.

You'll be all right.

Calm down, Saverio.

It was an all-out Mafia attack.

The judge was killed
along with Stefano Mura.

And I fear for Silvia Conti,
who has disappeared.

We shouldn't assume
the role of the police.

Your anti-Mafia rhetoric
is unsettling our town.

As it is, this town
can't have peace of mind.

This town isn't free

as long as it remains
in NuZZo Marciano's grip.

A henchman until yesterday,

today he wants to be a boss.

He runs the protection racket
in our town.

He had Orione
and Stefano murdered.

But he can be stopped.

I invite
all honest citiZens

to attend the funeral
of Judge Orione and Stefano

to show Marciano
he doesn't run this town.

And that none of us
is scared of him.

Bastard, I'll kill you.
I'll show the lot of you.

Get out.
Wait... Your knife.

Go.

Do you know what?

I'm tired of your friends.
And of mine too.

It's time for people to know
who's in charge.

Starting with you.

Go on, do it.
What are you waiting for?

I'm the last witness.

But others will carry on
the fight after me.

I'll kill the whole town.
Nobody will save you this time.

Leave her alone. Stop.

You can't tell me what to do.
I'm not taking orders any more.

I told you to leave her alone.

You're sick, Saverio.
Your mind is sick.

Just like when we were kids.

All of a sudden you'd collapse
and start shaking life a leaf.

And I had to defend you.

I'd tell people
your mind was a mystery

which helped you
charm those around you.

But now you won't
charm me any more.

We're not kids any more.
You must leave her be.

We need her.

You can have her.
Do what you like with her.

But don't tell me what to do.
I won't let you.

Stick to your politics
and dirty schemes.

This town is mine.

You'll have to come to terms
with that.

We must sign a petition
to rebuild the factory.

It's a way of fighting
the rackets.

We expect to see you all
at the funeral.

This town must say no
to bosses.

It must say no
to NuZZo Marciano

and no to terror.

By attending
tomorrow's funeral

we'll prove that NuZZo Marciano
and the Mafia are finished...

forever.

Let's crush organised crime
in the name of Altofonte.

Let's support Rannisi's push
to clean up the town.

We're tired of living
in fear and violence.

Tomorrow's funeral is a chance
for all of us to say...

Breda! Where have you been?

I'm in a fix. I have
a terrible decision to make.

I'm desperate. I can only
trust you and Daniele.

Why? What's going on?

They've kidnapped Silvia.

Let's clean up our town...

This list proves that politicians,
businessmen and bankers

are behind
the Croce del Sud scam,

under the leadership of Corinto.

Orione confessed they're also
implicated in Cattani's murder.

Why haven't you given it
to the commissioner?

Because Silvia would die.

And in the worst possible way.

We can't give in to blackmail.

What about Silvia?

This evidence is more important
than me, you or Silvia.

- We can't hide it.
- But her life is at stake.

What about the families
of your murdered colleagues?

What about Chiara?

Or the other lives
you could save?

You think like a politician.

Sacrifice one life
to save one hundred.

How can you think like that?

It was Silvia who taught me.

She'd never demand
such a sacrifice.

She did with me.

And I sacrificed my father
because she was right.

Those are important people.

No one's ever been able to
nail them. Who'd believe us?

The only way is to
spread the news nationally

so they don't even
have time to react.

How?

Monteverde!

He has the authority
to denounce this plot.

It's too big a risk.

We have no choice.

Wasn't it improper for a judge

to mix with people
like Olga Camastra?

I n Italy a judge can barely
go out with his own mother!

I had a clear conscience.

I would have rejected
any dubious proposals.

Who asked you to fix
the Camastra trial?

Corinto.

Prior to the scandal he was
a very influential politician.

Who else is aware of this?

Only us.

You trust me.

Why?

Silvia trusted you.

- Besides...
- Yes?

- We have to believe in someone.
- What should I do?

Tomorrow's funeral
will be attended by the media.

You could make
a public statement.

They'll be forced to negotiate.
They won't kill Judge Conti.

Okay.

Leave everything with me.

Have you got the money?

Turi, give him the envelope.

This is only half.
Why is that?

You said I'd be free
after delivering Orione.

First I need another
small favour.

What else do you want?

Tomorrow this place
will be packed with people

for the funeral of those two.

The TV cameras will be here.

Rannisi and the others
will make speeches against me.

I want to reply
with a nice loud bang,

loud enough to be heard
in Rome.

A bomb?

It can't be done.

The area will be sealed off.

Anyone going through
will be searched.

That's why we need you.

Make sure you're on duty
so you can let Turi through.

A few victims
will help to remind people

who's the boss around here.

I can assure you they'll grow
even fonder of me.

Get out. I'm busy.

At the time I was only 19.

And he had a knife.

You're not alone.

Think of those
who hold you in high regard.

I magine your friends
seeing this photo.

Think of what you can still do
for Sicily's cause.

Sir!

I'm Orso.

Remember me?

I'm on guard duty here.

We watch the factory
day and night.

Have a coffee with us.

Thanks, but no.

What are you doing here?

I couldn't sleep.

I know how it is.
It happens to me too.

Stefano was like
a brother to me.

Will I see you at the funeral?

Yes.

Tomorrow.

That's it.
You just connect the terminals.

It's ready.

Plant it in the crypt
under the church.

It will bring down
the supporting walls.

The timer is set for midday.
Just in time for the news.

It's a very moving occasion.

The town is paying tribute
to a brave judge

and to a dedicated assistant.

Through their sacrifice

they have again paid
a high price

and shed their blood

in the fight
against organised crime.

The funeral represents
a moment of high moral feeling.

A local committee
has called for mass attendance...

Untie her.

Our judge here deserves
a front row seat.

She can enjoy the show
of her friend's funeral.

You can learn something too.

- There's a surprise.
- What are you up to?

You'll see.

I'll wait along the promenade.
A perfect vantage point.

- Where's Monteverde?
- He'll come.

Don't worry. He'll come.

- To the cathedral?
- No, I've changed my plans.

We're going back to Palermo.

What are you waiting for?

I said Palermo.

That way.

Go through.

- You wait there.
- No, he's from the TV.

So that violence may end,
so our streets may be safe...

so honest men
can be left in peace...

Heed our prayers, O Lord.

So that violent men may realise
the horror of their actions,

that they may repent

and prevent further
hatred and violence.

That we may yearn for
greater peace and justice...

Heed our prayer, O Lord.

That their blood will not
have been shed in vain...

Tell him or I'll kill you.

- We've planted a bomb.
- A bomb?

- What are you saying?
- On Don NuZZo's orders.

- Where? Where is it?
- I n the church.

When will it go off?

Shortly... At noon.

Today I must find the words
for Stefano.

I've found them here
in the Bible.

They are the right words.

I could never
have come up with them.

The words Stefano
would like to hear today.

For it was not an enemy
that reproached me.

Then I could have borne it.

Had I been assailed
by an adversary...

then I would have
hidden myself from him.

But it was thou,

my companion...

my friend...

whom I trusted.

We took sweet counsel together

and walked unto
the house of God in company.

The words of his mouth
were smoother than butter,

but war was in his heart.

His words were softer than oil,

yet were they drawn swords.

Look at her.

But thou, O God...

shalt bring them down
into the tomb...

The bloody men...

the deceitful...

They shall not live out
half their days.

Let death seiZe upon them

and let them go down into hell.

For wickedness is in their homes
and in their hearts.

I will call upon God
and the Lord shall save me.

For I trust in the Lord...

Look at her.
Do you see her?

She means nothing to you.
Why should you care?

You're of a different breed.
A superior breed.

I have nothing left
but the memory of Stefano.

He was good.

He was good to everybody.

He was good to me.

I know who took him away
from me.

I've spent my whole life
beside him.

I didn't realise
the harm he was doing.

- I didn't realise.
- I can't...

- She'll die.
- Let her die.

You need NuZZo
for your plan to succeed.

You can't let him down.

What's the matter?
Are you scared?

Can't you be the monster
you dream of being?

Does loving Chiara
scare you?

Just sit in that chair
and keep watching.

The only one who loves you
will no longer be an obstacle.

Saverio, I curse you.

You took away the only
good thing I had in my life.

You hurt me so much.
So much...

Saverio, you must save her.
And save yourself.

- Take her away.
- It's no use.

- You will die with her.
- Take her away.

Away.

You will die with her.

Aren't you feeling well?

Shall I stop?

Turn back.
To the church.

- Police. How can we help you?
- There's a bomb.

A bomb? Where?

- I...
- I beg your pardon?

Who's speaking? Hello...

Hello...

Stop staring at me.

- What are you doing to Chiara?
- Go away.

I want to be alone.
Go away.

I want justice.

Only you can give it to me.

You're the only ones they fear.

If you don't,
no one else will.

And they will continue
to do harm.

Harm to everybody.

That's why I want justice.

Monteverde's betrayed us.
He's not coming.

No, the mass isn't over yet.

Wait... You demanded
protection money from me.

- What's going on?
- Let me go.

I'm sure.
What are you doing here?

- What are you doing here?
- Let me go.

- He came from downstairs.
- What are you up to?

Why are you so scared?
What's downstairs?

We're all going to die.
We must get out of here.

What have you done?

I've planted a bomb.
We must get out of here.

Take me there. Move.

- Did you hear what I said?
- Move, you scum.

There's no time.
This place is going to blow.

You're mad.
It's going off at noon.

You have one minute
to disconnect it.

Okay...

This way.

Down there.
Behind the grill.

Quickly, you bastard.

We're all going to die.

Now tell me
where Silvia is.

We're about to be blown away.

Why aren't you answering me?
Where's Silvia?

Villa Ramonte.

Turi has stuffed up.

It didn't go off.
To Villa Ramonte, quick.

- What's going on?
- Get out.

What's the hurry?
I nspector...

What kept you?
Silvia's life is in your hands.

Wait.

Wait.

Don't leave just yet.

I have something to tell you.

This is the evidence.

The evidence
is in these documents.

It shows there's a group
of businessmen,

and even politicians
and public figures,

who were linked to the Mafia.

The same people who,
as I speak,

are holding
Silvia Conti captive,

and who threatened
to kill her

if we didn't go along
with their blackmail.

The very same people

who ordered the murder...

of I nspector Cattani.

Those people...

have used our institutions

to carry out
their dirty business.

They have eliminated or bribed
whoever opposed them.

They did the same with me.

And I gave in.

I'm doubly guilty.

Twenty years ago

I committed
a very serious crime.

And I've been hiding it.

Later I got back
into politics,

knowing I was unworthy.

And that I was
a likely target for blackmail.

Today, at last...

I'm ridding myself
of a burden.

I'm resigning
from every public office...

and giving myself up
to the authorities.

And I hope
that by doing so...

I can again look at you
without feeling shame.

Forgive me.

You're free. Go.

What's happened?

She's alive.
Chiara is alive.

But it's as if
I had killed her.

Go away.

Why are you doing this?

Why am I doing it?

You can't change
what you are.

I tried.

But it didn't work.

My fate was different.

You'll have to carry out
my revenge.

I know you won't
be doing it for me.

Do it for justice,
for those who believe in it.

Just do it.

Oleg, take her away.

Save her.

It's the last thing
I'll ask of you.

Wait.

Tell Chiara she was right
and that I...

It doesn't matter.

Don't say anything.
Go!

Get the trucks ready.
We're moving out.

We're moving out.
They're coming.

We'll take the judge
somewhere else.

You should have told me
about the bomb.

Were you afraid
I wouldn't be up to it?

I n fact, I was up to it.

You don't know me.

I stayed here, waiting.

Waiting for Chiara to die
because of your...

Where's the judge?
Where is she?

I trusted you.

I've deceived many people...

starting with myself.

Why did you let her go?

I feel sick.

I feel very tired.

Aren't you tired too?

Hurry up.
Get it over and done with.

You're a sick man.

You're half a man.

I'd be doing you a favour
if I killed you.

All helicopters
to Villa Ramonte...

Breda says
it's Marciano's hide-out

where Judge Conti
is being held.

Top priority.

Judge Conti is being held
at Villa Ramonte.

Proceed with caution.

Assist I nspector Breda.

Top priority for all cars.
Proceed with extreme caution.

Oleg...

Let's get moving.

She was near the road.
The Russian is dead.

We'll use her as a hostage.

You're finished.
Why kill more people?

If I'm finished,
you'll go down with me.

Get in.

You can't get away.
All this is pointless.

Icarus One...

A convoy of trucks from
Villa Ramonte is on Highway 305.

I repeat. A convoy of trucks
is heading down Highway 305.

You're craZy.
Give yourself up.

My kind doesn't go to jail.

Breda!

Bastard!

You're finished.
You have no way out.

I won't surrender.

- You're coming with me.
- Let go of me, you swine.

Stop it, you bitch.

You'll kill yourself. Stop.

I'll kill him.

Silvia!

Gianni!

I thought you were dead.

It's all over, Gianni.

This time
it really is over.

Salemi, 8 July 1964.

Today the professor
was very busy.

But I stayed and watched him
working, writing, telephoning...

He saw many people
who sought his advice.

I felt really happy.

I'm here.

Come out
with your hands up.

Surrender.

The house is surrounded.

Zoom in on Ramonte
only when I tell you to.

I want complete control.

Okay.

A few months ago
I travelled to Sofia

to blackmail Professor Ramonte.

What were the details
of your blackmail?

I sought the support
of the Academy of Thule,

a criminal association
of which he was the leader.

I n exchange for that

I would keep silent

about his role in the murder
of I nspector Cattani.

But that's absurd.

Absurd.

Didn't the professor deny
such an allegation?

No.
He accepted the deal.

No further questions,
Your Honour.

Bronta's statements
confirm the charges.

Mafia association and murder.

Professor Ramonte,

it was you who asked
for this cross-examination.

Do you know the witness
Saverio Bronta?

Yes, I know him.

Bronta was a poor kid
and I paid for his education

as I've done with
many underprivileged kids.

This is what I get
for my trouble...

But since then
I haven't seen him.

The professor's lost his memory.

Your Honour,
this man is sick.

And a self-confessed criminal.

He's admitted his guilt.

How reliable
can his evidence be?

He's a psychopath...
That's what he is.

For some unknown reason
he thinks I'm responsible

for all his troubles.

He's mentally ill.

Besides, it's quite common
for the prosecution

to offer considerably
reduced sentences

in exchange for
some famous name.

It has given us no pleasure

to find your name
among those of criminals.

It was an embarrassment for me
and the whole community.

What you define
as an embarrassment

is nevertheless giving you
great eXposure.

This is a show,
a circus...

If the accused
is an important public figure,

the audience loves to see him
dragged through the mud

by a second-rate clown.

And outrageous allegations

make the show
even more entertaining.

I am supposed
to have arranged

murders, conspiracies,
kidnappings,

mysterious cable link-ups...

Your Honour...

Do I really fit the description
given by this man?

We have the confessions of
Olga Camastra and Judge Orione.

Dead. Both dead.

I'm being framed by
dead and insane witnesses.

This isn't justice.

This is a political trial.
You...

You're not putting me on trial.

You're putting on trial
what I have stood for.

There is well documented
evidence against you.

A list belonging to
Olga Camastra

shows that you ordered
I nspector Cattani's murder.

He was sentenced to death
for uncovering the link

between the Mafia, big business
and your secret society.

That's what you stand for.

I'm sorry, but I reject
your allegations.

Things are very different.

I n fact, I have represented...

for these people who now
look upon me as a criminal,

a source of assistance,

protection and favours.

I had no need
to kill anybody.

What dirty business?
What secret societies?

I placed my life
at these people's disposal.

No, you deceived these people.

With your hypocrisy
and your lies.

If I really am a criminal...

then all of them
have been my accomplices.

Your accomplices?

Look at them. Their names
aren't as famous as yours.

They're judges, policemen,
shop owners...

students...

journalists,
political figures.

And also common people

who have sacrificed their work,
their affections...

some of them their own lives,
to stop those like you.

But now it's over, Professor.
You won't deceive anyone else.

Of course.

You're on trial here and
you'll answer for your crimes.

I'm not guilty.

My conscience is clear
even if you convict me.

You've managed
to avoid the truth

even by hiding
behind your conscience.

But now it's too late.
You can no longer...

Up that path.
He's waiting for you.

Come upstairs.
I've been expecting you.

Come.

Tano Cariddi?

Take no notice
of my appearance.

I've known
wealth and power.

I killed to obtain them both.

But life has forced me
to outlive my passions.

Professor Ramonte
sends you this.

He said
you would understand.

Give it back
to Professor Ramonte.

My whole life

I've refused to belong
to any tribe

which men feel the need
to cling to.

Political parties, societies,
clans...

Tano belongs only to Tano.

If I help Professor Ramonte

it's only because
I feel like it.

Now show me his real gift.

The professor's archive.

It contains
a slice of history.

A secret history without heroes,
great men and ideals.

Only wars over interests,
shady compromises,

betrayals and blackmail.

Perhaps less edifying

but far less hypocritical
than official history.

The professor
has only his memory left.

The last and most lethal
of his weapons.

Or the most useless.

He wants me to use it
on his behalf.

Tell the professor
I'll guard his treasure

but I won't use it...
for the time being.

This seed is all that is left
of his power.

I'll leave it dormant
under this parched soil.

I'll keep watch over it.

I'll feed it with my nightmares
and remorse.

I'll water it with my hatred.

Until the winter is over.

Perhaps, by then,

the forces in this seed
will have awakened...

and will start pushing
towards the surface.

Perhaps, by then,
the solitude I've chosen

will seem meaningless.

If that's the case...

the terrible and wonderful
flowers of evil

will bloom from this seed.

Tell the professor
I'll pick them for him.