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How do you like it?

It's simply delicious!

As a representative of the prisoner’s food oversight commission, are you satisfied?

Absolutely.

Me personally a bit less because of the recent commotion.

What are these political songs for?

Don't pay attention. It's the summer, heat, it rushes to the head.

I will have to increase the punishment then.

Be generous.

In political matters don't even dream about it.

All refer to you as a father. Forgive them.

- Forgiveness is the proof of strong power. - Do you really think so?

I think, Senor Rosa, you are trying to prove that if

you plead for the prisoners, I always agree with you.

Friends!

My friends. Tomorrow we are having a national holiday.

Recently some of you behaved not very well, right?

However, the leadership of the prison wants to express to you our trust and

favour, handing you the gifts, prepared by the Prisoners Aid Association.

So, enjoy your meal and congratulations! Let this be a gift to your families.

Start handing out. Turn on the music.

- Start handing out. - Damn it. I smeared my tie.

- And you go back to your cell. - Let's go.

Relax, I can go by myself.

All the events and characters in this film are fictitious...

and any coincidence with actual persons or facts is purely accidental.

And above all, do not keep a state of mind of a so-called 'fighter against fate'.

Accept the harsh reality of the need to spend thirty years in prison.

Good behavior can reduce the term. Despite the fact that the

Italian prisons are the best prisons in the world. I assure you.

And do you know why? Because of the humanity of guards whom we have managed to teach...

What is it? Are you OK?

Take a seat, Ponzi. Take a seat. Please!

Forgive me, but my name is Vanzi.

Well, yes of course. Vanzi. Architect.

And you might learn to pronounce the names correctly.

Of course, sir.

I'm also a little guilty. You actually don't look like

a bloodthirsty killer. Sorry for the misunderstanding.

So, you are awaiting sentencing. You'll be in

detention until the conversation with the magistrate.

Guard, take him into the cell, and bring me that murderer Ponzi.

Ponzi.

- Ponzi! - Go.

I told him 'Vanzi', not 'Ponzi'. The warden simply didn't catch what I said. Let's go!

Get inside!

When nature calls.

In the Name of the Italian people!

Didn't sleep? First night in jail is a bit like

your wedding night, right? Want a smoke, architect?

Thank you.

When you get out of solitary confinement, I'll do the shopping for you

at the store. You have the money, right? And the money do wonders here.

I'll get out of here quickly. I'm here by mistake.

Everybody's here by mistake, made either by court, or our own Brother himself.

- You want some coffee? - How come you leave your cell?

I take out the garbage and clean the close-stools

for 6000 lire per month. Have you gone to pot?

No, I can't.

I'll take you to the public toilet before breakfast. You

will need to treat the security guard a couple of cigarettes.

Pour some mortar of bedbugs on your bed's legs.

Good afternoon. This is the national program.

Today on Saturday the 5th of June the Bishop

of the St. Bonifacio Church will be speaking.

Say your say and grant me salvation.

Corpus Christi!

Partake of the body of Christ.

You look like a madman.

Let's go!

What's going on?

Now they will do the thrashing, and the music should stifle his cries.

They're done with him.

And why are you sprawling in solitary confinement?

You actually locked me up in here.

Get out!

When will the magistrate consider my case?

Don't know.

Yes, I was driving along that road, but that man was not hit by my car.

However, one of the witnesses observed the number of your machine.

Yes, but it doesn't prove anything.

Probably your witness has confused my client's car with the one that hit that drunkard.

In the first place, it hasn't yet been proven that the victim was intoxicated,

and secondly, he was hit on a pedestrian crossing where drivers must slow down.

And what happened to the right wing of your car? I know

that on the next day you went to the service center.

I use the car for work, so it is only natural to keep it in good

condition. And regarding the dent, I noticed it in the parking lot.

The parking lot was unattended, so no one can confirm your words.

Moreover, the witness saw your car stopping after the collision, and then driving away.

So am I accused of withholding help or murder?

But we asked to undertake an examination regarding the right wing.

Let's hope that it will be favorable for you.

A small world!

Judge's villa is only two hundred meters away from yours.

Our terraces are in front of each other.

No, my villa is located on the side of St. Charles.

Great area, and the land is very expensive there.

We bought it 10 years ago, thanks to one favorable case.

And we bought that land three years ago, when the prices had already soared.

We need to unite to prevent the cutting down of trees,

according to the foolish plan of reconstruction.

I believe that the reconstruction plan was developed taking into account

the landscape. I know that, because my brother in law worked on it.

Well if it is a thought-out plan.

It was approved by the community of landowners. Aren't you a member of that community?

No, but I'm going to join it.

OK, and now it's time for me to go. Let's hope for the better. Advocate.

My compliments, Mr. Judge!

Because of his damned brother-in-law, he will now always have a grudge against me.

The persecution complex is a typical syndrome of a prisoner. Pull yourself together!

I don't give a shit about that syndrome. When am I going to get out of here?

Soon, be a little patient.

How's my wife?

Not very good, but the doctor is treating her.

As soon as she recovers, I'll arrange a visit.

Kids think you're on a business trip, and will

be at home by the beginning of the holiday.

We don't yet I'll be out by that time.

Damn it! Why did I talk about that reconstruction plan?

Do you know you've changed? You've become bitter.

I don't want to harden, I don't want to adjust and don't want

to stand this environment. I just want to get out of here.

Take this as a vacation. Remember Borgi? The publisher. He asked me if you would like to write a book.

What does that matter?

No Vanzi, wait. I wrote down for you. 'The most popular theme is homosexuality.

Let him think of a story of a prisoner who covets another prisoner.

Guys, please be gentle with him. He is a decent man. An architect. Come on in!

These magistrates are nasty. They build traps to fuck you.

This new guy has a face of son of a bitch. And he became an architect.

OK, let's go back to what we were talking.

Behave yourself, and they will reduce the term.

Good evening!

My name is Vanzi.

Listen to my advice and everything will be fine.

What did you say your name was?

Vanzi.

Nice to meet you.

Piro, do you know what is written in my horoscope?

No, what?

I shouldn't be too rush to romantic relationships.

My name is Campoloni.

I have as many holes in my socket, as many are in a cheese grater.

I never have parcels sent from home. Even if they know I'm dying.

Nice family! Yesterday my daughter got married, and they didn't even send me an invitation.

Why don't you go and see her?

Good evening, Chief.

- Chief, can I treat you an apple? - No.

I was born in Montecatini on July 22, in 1923.

Jesus. He is at it again.

I've been living in Rome for seven or eight years. I have two little kids.

If it were not for them, I could list many other things.

St Mary the Virgin.

Amen!

Let's consider the question of clothes. The lawyer

said to me: "You are not in proper clothes".

"You are not perfect. you don't have a tie"

and I answered him: 'If I don't have a tie, am I not the same Gianpaolo Betega inside?"

Go to sleep, cockerel!

Don't provoke him. He is dangerous. They gave him a life sentence,

he has nothing to lose. Even if he commits another murder.

Can't fall sleep?

No, I vomited.

This is a typical psychosomatic reaction to the

initial period of detention. Later it will pass.

No, there will be no "later" I...

It will pass, everything will pass.

Start thinking of something else.

Suicide, for example. But be careful. Do it clearly in a speculative way.

The thought of suicide has often helped us to pass a bad night.

These are the words of John Ford, a man who loved life.

I don't have more.

Listen, architect.

Why don't you write home a letter. Let them

send you parcels with good things for everyone.

Please, we are all poor here, and you have money. So help us.

We are all brothers here, so we must share the joys and sorrows. Got it?

If only you had better manners.

Man, it's difficult with you.

Piro, get ready to go. You have a meeting.

I'm coming. Can you guarantee they will take a lot of my photos?

We only guarantee that you will be judged.

If doctor Torsello's in the court, laughter is guaranteed.

This cuckold gets furious when I gibe at him.

But wasn't he already given a life sentence?

There will be another process. Last year he cut his fellow inmate's throat.

Finished?

There is no killer more beautiful than me.

- Can I open the window? - No.

- But it's hot. - It's you who feels hot.

- Can we listen to the opinions of others? - I got you.

We are very lucky. This young man wants to teach us to

live. Shall we vote whether to open the window or not?

Let's discuss it like civilized people.

Tell me. Did your grandfather also design houses?

Yes.

Hey, I worked at his construction site as a young man. One day

I fucked up, so he gave me a slap in the face just like this.

If I gave that slap to you, it would be revenge, but we are not vengeful.

We are fair. Look, he has suffered because of you.

This time you got away with it, but next time it'll be you who will have to cry.

If you gave me the slap, I would not give you time to talk.

You say so, because you're afraid, and you know it.

Don't be turned on, Vanzi, in some ways they are right.

Please lift up my leg. Put a pillow under.

Sorry I gave you a slap. It was just a simple example.

I had to give him a piece of my mind. Go on, eat.

- Feel better? - Thanks.

- You feel hot, I'll open the window. - No.

- You know, I'm not afraid of them. - No, draft can make me feel worse. Don't.

But why isn't he in the infirmary?

At first, I was there, but then I was told that I recovered.

If you are still angry, I’ll wash your clothes the

entire week and will make your bed till Saturday. Deal?

I just want you to start smiling again.

And to you I advise to write a letter home about the parcels for guys.

You should get along with us, or else someone will tear

your ass. You wouldn't want that to happen, would you?

Vanzi.

When the time comes to die, I don't want to see anybody.

Promise, you'll help me.

No visitors.

How many times have I told you not to approach us?

What do you want?

You belong to the very dregs of the underworld.

But you're a criminal too.

Yes, maybe I'm a murderer, but not like you because I was acting in a fit of anger.

Senor Vanzi, shall I take the cigarettes to the cell?

Yes.

What? Now you have your own loader?

I can still afford it.

- Stay away from him. - Why?

His fate is prejudged.

Listen, I talked with the auxiliary doctor. For

100.000 lire, he will transfer you to the infirmary.

I give him your home phone number. He'll call

them, explain his services and take the money.

Hey, don't grab me by the balls!

Piro, what did the court decide?

I don't know yet, but another life sentence is guaranteed.

Hey guys, I'm coming to you.

- Personal guardianship. - Animal!

One fell. Another well-aimed strike.

- What's the score? - Three zero.

Now when this old fart is in the game, anything can happen.

My congratulations. I heard that your son received his

diploma and participates in the contest for public office.

Yes, but he doesn't have a recommendation.

Mafia is everywhere.

You work hard, spend your whole life with this rabble...

so that your son gets an education, and then he is unemployed.

Will your son be interested in a job at mining company

with a salary of half a million for the beginning?

Your proposal includes some favors from me.

You're a good man. You would do well to become the warden.

Are you mocking?

- Fire away! What did you mean? - Do me a little favor.

Go on, don't stop! What a moron?

So, what's this all about?

Some other time.

In the meantime tell your son to have some rest.

Move it!

Don't ever salute me that way, understand?

I wasn't saluting. I just caught a fly. It's in my fist.

- Where is it then? - Flew away.

You had a fly in your fist, or maybe it was a bomb?

- Bomb? What bomb? - Don't try to be witty. Beat it.

Attention! Everybody to their cells!

Just think. He has got two medals for combat service, and

then he got caught for nothing in the bank where he worked.

Bravo!

Everything's useless.

Is it true that the architect doesn't want to receive parcels for us?

We are repugnant to him. We are poor, we speak in a dialect.

We received an order to deploy new prisoners

in here, you upward, and you downwards.

Architect!

Can you explain why you instinctively dislike us?

On the contrary. Last night I woke up, saw you were all sleeping

like angels, and even felt myself happy in your company.

See how he plays tricks on us, how proudly he raised his shoulders.

You give us all to understand that we're disgusted to you.

So tell us frankly, we'll do everything to please you.

You're our only hope, architect.

It is not right to despise your friends just because of the

fact that they are poor things and didn't get an education.

What was your name?

If I say my name, you'll utter again a brass comment.

- What's his name? - Vanzi.

Stop!

No one will help you here.

You've had it. Perhaps I should just smash your head on the bars.

What's going on in here? A fight?

No, the architect just went mad because of Piro's joke.

It's a bit difficult with these people, architect.

Anyway, I will deliver you from them.

You are going to the infirmary for observation.

Bring your pajamas and all the necessary things.

What a pity?! He's being taken away, just when we started to make friends.

I see you quickly learned the lesson on how to escape.

See you soon.

- Are you a couple of gentle doves? - Of course, can't you say that?

Look what a delicious meal he's having for dinner. He's lucky.

Bon appetit, distinguished.

- Want some too? - If we may.

- For me too. - Thank you.

Damn it! If it were not for my ulcer.

What is this mess?

Everybody go to bed. Now!

It means you too. Go to bed!

You are healthy now and can go back to the cell.

Listen.

You might want to call my family again.

One of these days I'll give you a pleasant surprise.

What kind of?

You can't even imagine.

Bravo! You were great.

Remember, my friend.

Money do marvels here, but they should be used cautiously.

Relax, I'll learn how to use them correctly.

- Good afternoon, doctor. - Hello Vanzi.

Campoloni, still having pain in the stomach?

No pain.

See that?

Why are you hiding your condition from doctors?

- It amuses me. - You can't deceive them.

I want to make fun of them and to spring a surprise, suddenly die.

I go horse.

Follow me into the X-ray study.

I won't be long.

The X-ray study is connected with women's section.

I guarantee pleasure, but not health.

Do it quickly!

I told you he's an honorable man, Milena.

Leave me!

Come here! Quickly!

Take me quickly, I beg you. Don't waste your time, dear.

Ciao.

Of course I will not tell your wife, what was the purpose of this payment.

Let me know, if you want to meet again with Milena.

For decent people like you lots of things are available.

Thank you.

- It's hot, isn't it? - Yes, it is.

- How is Campoloni? - Don't you see?

Does he want to see you first or his wife?

I think it's better that his wife goes first.

Listen, Campoloni doesn't want to see anybody.

Why?

- I don't know, but it is his will. - I don't understand.

Please come this way.

What does this mean? I don't want to see you.

I told everyone. I don't want to. You can't force me.

Get out! Get out!

- Who called you? - The warden.

Vanzi. You wanted to write a book about life in prison? Then remember this scene.

When death comes, everybody feels fear.

We all think that death is terrible, but then

each one of us begins to draw and pretend.

I also tried to play the outrage when my wife came.

Pretty lofty phrases come to mind. Such words that

can make even the most steadfast-hearted people cry.

But now nothing heartrending will happen. It's just a courtesy visit.

She put on dark glasses to make me believe that

she wants to hide the excitement behind them.

Let's see. Take off your glasses.

OK, you can stay.

Give me your hand.

I didn't want you to come, because it's distressing for me that you see me like this.

I fought on the front. Heroically.

I have two combat medals.

He led his team to attack the enemy, inspiring his men the

heroic disregard to danger. That's what they wrote about me.

I have earned the right not to die here. Let me out of here.

- The visit is over. - Please let me stay a bit more.

I'm sorry, but your time is out.

- Give them more time together. - What the hell do you meddle in?

This is inhuman.

Listen, doctor. At least you could do something.

These are the rules, shut up.

- These are idiotic rules. - Shut up.

Why don't you give them another five minutes?

These are the rules.

Okay, I'll give you one hundred or even two hundred thousand

lire to ensure that this lady stays a bit more with her husband.

Go to bed, now!

How dare you to be exasperated? Look at yourself.

I have never seen such a stupid face like yours. Leave me!

I will write a report on you.

Padre, your turn.

You know, if you go on like this, you're risking to stay in prison for a long time.

I know prisoners, who were to stay here for a few

months or a year, and stayed for ten or twenty years.

Even got a life sentence, and all because of

the aggressive behavior towards the guards.

Architect, do you want to destroy your life?

Farinelli. What shall we do? Perhaps if the

architect apologizes, we'll tear this report?

Well, if he apologizes.

Excuse me.

I understand you are upset with that poor guy's death, right?

You can go.

If you were one of those semi-literates, no one would

have saved you from two weeks in solitary confinement.

That people understand only the language of the

whip. And you're a worthy man of good family.

You're an architect, aren't you?

Tell me.

Do you think the mining engineer is a good profession?

I think it's great.

Right.

I said the same thing to my son all the time.

He wants to get a job as a mining engineer.

Although in Italy there are no mines.

For my son to have his crust of bread, I'm up to my neck

in debt, considering the meager salary that I earn here.

When I think about all those deputies, who do nothing but chattering...

but snap off twenty times more than the man who works honestly and hard.

I don't know your political views.

I loathe deputies.

They only contribute to this mess in the country.

Yes, we need more discipline.

Do you know anybody in the Ministry of Industry?

Yes, but not directly.

But do you know deputy ministers at least?

I know the Deputy Minister of Agriculture.

OK, it doesn't matter, forget it. Farinelli.

I'm here, sergeant.

Take the prisoner to his cell.

And please, architect. Behave sensibly.

Let's unite in this fight.

Just loot at it!

Everybody says his say. Universal expansion!

I brought up my son to respect the ideals and power.

How can such a young idealist feel comfortable

in a world where everything is questioned?

However, you are very comfortable in this world, right? You have no ideals.

You just swim in that filth.

You are in prison only to give pleasure to your friends.

Superiors. I obey the will of those who rank above

me. And you, sergeant, should respect me for that.

Caruso, bring me a beer.

Make it two.

So.

What is it you wanted to discuss with me?

Lots of things. Firstly the fate of our enemies.

Especially those who despise the ideals.

Only the way to deal with these people shouldn't

be limited with mediocre truncheon. No!

I understand your son didn't pass the entrance exams again.

Second time already.

He also lost his health studying.

He returned home looking totally crushed.

I first felt that he had a contempt and anger towards me.

My own son.

He needs a protector.

Do you want to say that I too must play by your rules?

Accommodate?

Don't worry, Dad. You'll see, everything will be fine.

Relax.

What a silence! What a tender silence! What a silence, sweet,

thoughtful, in the vaguely visible meadow on the hill...

What are you doing? Are you crazy? Do you want to eat

it all by yourself? It should be divided for everybody.

It seems that they are waiting for you, recalling

the outlines of eternal beauty of spirit.

Let's not touch the sausage. We'll divide it later.

OK, we'll share it democratically, taking into account the voices of all.

- Try the sausage. - I will.

It's so fresh. I can't believe it. We are living in style. It's finger-licking good!

Architect, you're just in time. Sit down, try

the sausage. A parcel for you has arrived.

Do you know why I like this sausage? It's neither

greasy, nor lean. But our architect is sad today.

- Who urinated on my bed? - You, who else?

Let's hope that the architect will be with us until the end of

term. Otherwise when will we ever enjoy such a delicious food?

Here, try it.

This is delicious.

Here you take this. See how delicious it is. Not the one that you have in Bolivia.

And the chicken tastes even better. I have not yet

decided whether to eat it now or to leave it for later.

What do you say? Isn't it delicious? Aren't you going to say thank you?

You should thank the architect. You probably don't say thank you in Bolivia.

No one will ever send you such a parcel.

Perhaps if you start talking about their children,

then you'll feel sense of friendship to us.

How will it be?

Please let me earn the third term.

And now say: "I am shit".

Come on, bully, say it. Otherwise I'll push the knife into your stomach.

Come on, say it. Do you want him to rip your guts out?

- I am... - Enough!

It was enough for me to see that you gave up.

Go digest your fear.

And now we need to get drunk. Why haven't they sent you some wine?

- Do we have any wine? - Nothing left.

Damn it!

Wake up!

He has a short circuit, but good head.

He'll be making noise until everybody's awake.

Bring me some wine. Right now.

Find me a drink, otherwise I'll smash everything here.

I'm going, I'm going. He's crazy. Hurry, open up.

Hey there, shut up. Let us sleep.

Quiet, no noise outside the schedule, clear?

- Bring me a carafe of wine. - I'm coming, I'm coming.

Please don't shout, otherwise you'll wake up the foreman.

Give me a sip.

You know I'm not a psycho, actually I'm very calm, I'm just having fun.

I'm having fun too, watching what a good actor you are.

For me you're not an innocent. You're one of us. You can't fool me about that.

Do you know what I've decided?

One of these nights when you are asleep, I'll kill you.

And now, architect, wrestle yourself with question. Was I kidding or not?

Ready?

Go!

Pucci!

- Did you write a letter home? - Yes, I did it yesterday.

Well done! You need to write to your relatives constantly.

Excellent! Today everybody's very happy and satisfied.

They're waiting for the match broadcast on television.

It's only a few minutes left. The prisoners act like they're going to play themselves.

Armando, who's that guy?

Salvatore Rosa. He went to jail to cover up

the dipsy-doodles committed by some biggies.

Real biggies. He was already an important figure at

large, and in prison he gained tremendous weight.

What can he ask for a favor? Money?

You don't understand. He is not a beggar like our doctor.

Listen! Tell him that I want to move to another cell.

I'll try.

Senor Rosa, I apologize. There's Vanzi the architect who wants to...

Your case is an example of the absurdity of our judicial system.

You are only a suspect, and they have already

put you in the same cell with hardened criminals.

A man like you, who hasn't even been brought to police, must

be trusted on his bare word, when he says he's innocent.

Don't worry. You'll get out of here very soon. In

the opposite case we shall throw off the government.

So you're afraid of Piro.

So to say, it annoys me to be in the same cell with that criminal.

Then you are afraid.

I want to get out of here alive.

And you're afraid that you will not succeed to do that, aren't you?

Piro has got nothing to lose. He won't think twice before killing me.

Don't dramatize. We'll cut him down to size.

It takes only one word from me. And then we'll try to put

you among the people of your circle, so it is easier for you.

You must ask your guardian to allow you to write a letter to the magistrate.

And what should I write?

Nothing. Only the address on the envelope and into the envelope you must put this note.

Watch it!

Nobody should see this letter addressed to the Magistrate.

Why don't you write yourself?

Because they'll uncover my letter at once, and it will never reach the magistrate.

If anyone asks you why you're applying to the

magistrate, say it will accelerate your process.

Attention! Attention! Because of lack of agreement with the broadcaster

RAI, the broadcast of international soccer match is canceled.

In the name of the Italian people!

Everybody immediately return to your cells, quickly!

Don't listen to him. Let's wait another half hour, we'll stay here.

Hold the guards!

We're closing the gates.

We want justice, we are not animals.

What has the canceled to do with your statements?

The most direct. Like all your other unfulfilled promises.

Fools!

You're the fool, since you work for 80.000 per month. Slave!

I'm curious what you are doing here, scum.

We want to support our families, and demand that the security officer comes here.

Because with the billions stolen from us he built shops for himself.

That's enough of processes, lasting for years!

Death is better than prison.

Silence, immediately return to your cells. Now!

Duce!

Fire!

Give me the note. It'll be better for you.

Vanzi, help me. They want to kill me.

What's going on?

Come here. Where's the note?

What are you doing? Why are you doing this to him? Stop it!

Search him!

Leave him!

He hasn't got anything.

Return to your cells, otherwise all of you will get into the cooler.

Bring on water hoses.

Come on, hurry!

They killed him.

Go back to your cells, quickly!

Cowards, help him!

We did not have any rebellion for two years.

And on the next day all the newspapers are already writing about it.

That's the award to warden for the human treatment of prisoners.

Prisoners love you, warden, but sport means a lot in their low-monotonous life.

I wasn't born yesterday, Rosa.

The cancellation of a football match was only a pretext

to cause unrest, because it was necessary to beat Ventura.

I didn't have the impression that everything was planned in advance.

Well, I had. Who beat Ventura?

I know no more than you, but if you want to know my opinion, it is an ordinary

quarrel, caused by rough and primitive motives. One dirty look could be enough.

The prisoners for interrogation are waiting outside the door, warden.

So you chose the tactics of silence? It worries me.

Don't worry!

I always thought that you cooperate with me, Rosa.

I don't think I can solve my problems with the Ministry only

because I have to defend myself without looking anyone in the eye.

Ceasing to trust me, warden, you insult me.

Ok.

You can go.

Vanzi, come on in. Your turn.

Vanzi, be careful!

I was told, Vanzi, that you might have seen people who attacked Ventura.

Me?

Don't be a silent witness.

You're not like the rest.

I'll be different, when I'm out of here. But here I'm like everybody else.

Ventura is a small fry. Why would anybody need to teach him a lesson?

Maybe Rosa's right, and it was only a quarrel.

Ventura is strange enough, and even sick in the head.

No, Rosa's lying.

So does Vanzi. Let them have only half-an-hour walk for the entire week.

By small groups, no TV and no games.

Ok Warden.

Perhaps Ventura should have a psychiatric examination?

- Yes, it will be better. So everybody understands that we are not kidding.

Get inside!

- Where are we going? - Medical examination.

Why do they need to examine me? I feel good.

- What kind of examination? - Ordinary.

Stop! Stop! Stop!

Where are you going?

Hold him, de Carmini.

Relax Ventura, and we won't tell superiors that you rebelled.

And you behind bars, shut up. I promise nothing

will happen to you if you just calm down.

Watch it!

Oh, you bastard.

Hold his hand!

The note is still there, see?

What note?

The one that Ventura threw away. He was beaten because of that note.

And nobody knows where it is, except me and you and Ventura.

I've already forgotten about it.

- Then you know what is written there. - I keep forgetting everything.

I’ll jump there and pick it up.

Then the guard will shoot you.

Vanzi, you have a new cell now.

Good afternoon.

- My name is Vanzi. - And mine is Pesenti.

And him?

Julietta Capuletti.

His name is Zagarella.

I hope I'm not intervening.

You really do?

Want some?

Cinder, to save matches.

It's nice being here. Finally I got into a clean cell.

We clean it up sometimes.

- You want some cotton? - No.

And I make tampons and plug my ears. This music,

playing for hours, can get you cranky. So?

I love to hear what is happening around.

Do you know why they turn on the music? Music and immobility, it damages the mind.

But there's no way they can do it to me.

If you say so, that means your mind is already corrupted.

Why are you looking at me so intently?

- You make me curious. - Why?

I would like to know why they put you here.

- There's no reason. - Everything has a reason.

What kind of conversation is this? Are you old acquaintances?

Well?

I was going to the toilet.

- On tiptoe? - So you don't wake up.

Don't ever do that again. You better stamp your feet.

Who sent you here?

I smell spies per kilometer.

Unfortunately I can be located a kilometer away from you.

It's not the first time they're trying to do it.

But they can't have me over the barrel.

What are you looking for?

Raise your hands.

I must search you.

- Never. - They might give you a weapon.

Ok, search me.

Happy now?

Pesenti.

Ventura!

Help me, Pesenti.

Ventura!

Help me! They're taking me to the psychiatric hospital.

Ventura!

Ventura!

Help me!

It would be better if he got killed back then.

Tomorrow I'll ask them to transfer me back. There people are at least peaceful.

Go to sleep!

Whose spy could I be?

If you're a spy, then you know...

And if you're not, there's no need for you to know.

At first I was in a cell with a criminal who wanted to kill me.

Now it's a guy, who suffers from delirium of persecution.

It looks to me as an enemy, watching me day and night. I'm not like the rest in here.

Don't be a racist.

What can I do? I committed no crime, but there are mostly criminals in here.

They have a different psychology, they are accustomed

to the prison, a prison for them is a natural habitat.

Everyone gets used to the habitat. Even you...

Sure, I've become hardened.

Ok, how is my case moving?

The judge did not agree to your emancipation under the

written cognizance not to leave. Just don't come down on me.

So when will the examination be?

First we must wait for permission to exhume the corpse, then we'll

get a specialist in bones, and only then we'll have the first hearing.

But when?

This judicial procedure is quite long. Anyway, there is good

news, your wife feels better, and soon she'll visit you.

By the way how is your book? The contract has been signed.

I'm sorry to upset you, but I heard that visiting by relatives is temporarily canceled.

Why?

Disciplinary action because of the rebellion.

Move it! There is also the second turn.

- Need any shampoo? - No thanks.

Don't worry. Very soon you will see your wife outside these heinous walls.

Then you may even be glad that a decent woman

didn't cross the threshold of this institution.

I have a nose for lucky guys, architect, and you are among them.

In the meantime, if you want to spend a good time, you

can afford to arrange another meeting in the X-ray study.

What do you say?

So, how do you like you new cell?

They've lodged me with a madman.

Whom are you talking? Pesenti or Zagarello?

Pesenti. He has a delirium of persecution. He sees

an enemy in me, and believes that I want to kill him.

He was not reassured until he searched me. He thought I might carry a weapon.

The situation is alarming. We urgently need to do

something about it. Delirium of persecution you say?

It's very dangerous.

Guys, are you talking about me.

- No. - I thought you pronounced my name.

- No. - Ok.

I think it's kind of crap.

God, how great it was in Perugia.

Romeo, can I try it?

Please help yourself.

You're a very good guy.

Want some?

It's not venenate.

Pesenti, medical examination.

Are you sick?

Let's go.

What are they preparing for me?

Why is he asking me?

Pesenti, come on!

I don't understand him at all.

What's up with Pesenti?

They're trying to depict him as a lunatic.

What do you mean?

Exactly what I said. He's disturbing someone.

By putting him into the asylum they will get him out of the way.

Can you explain better?

Silent! You don't know anything.

Vanzi!

Out!

Doctor wants to see you.

So you're the man who knows very well Pesenti, right?

I would like to hear your opinion about his mental health.

We are going to put it in the center of observation.

- That is, in a psychiatric hospital. - Sit.

We need a straight talk.

Tell me what oddities you noticed in Pesenti's behavior?

Pesenti is absolutely normal.

How's that? It's written here that he behaves like a homosexual.

Haven't you noticed anything like that between him and Zagarella?

No.

Besides, Pesenti's talking about women all the time.

Unfortunately, we have the testimony of one of

the prisoners, who rejected Pesenti harassment.

Therewith four witnesses claim that epileptic seizures

happened to him, that he has mania for suicide.

Although I must say that such statements are often

invented by a group of prisoners to harm some singleton.

I always advised the warden to treat them with

skepticism, but in Pesenti's case it's different.

Why is it different?

A decent and educated man like you, who is here rather by

mistake, being exposed to a mortal threat from Pesenti.

It's written here that you say, he suffers from delirium of persecution.

You also express fear for your life.

Isn't that so?

It seems you want to lock this person in a psychiatric hospital at any cost.

What are you hinting at?

I will not say what someone wants me to say about Pesenti.

- Didn't Pesenti insist on searching you? - I deny it.

You do?

Of course at first he showed suspicion, but it's quite natural.

Regarding medical examinations of this kind, I would be glad if you consulted

with Professor de Lora, the dean of the psychiatric department of the University.

Is he a friend of yours?

No, he is a relative of my wife, so if you need a consultation...

No, I don't need it. I will not send Pesenti anywhere and I will observe him here.

From now on, we're friends. You saved me. They

counted on you, but you disappointed them.

Why did they count on me?

They considered you a coward, a man who is not flexible enough for prison.

I can't do any hard work, I have a hernia.

Give it to me!

Why did they take a dislike to you?

Don't go into it. Follow Armando's advice.

If you are afraid of something, write a letter to the magistrate.

I tried through a friend. You saw what it ended up with.

Then note that Ventura threw away, was your letter?

Where did he throw it?

What do you know about that note?

It is still there behind the wall in place of washing.

Hidden in the grass.

First course!

God, what a nauseating smell that soup has.

Guys, today something is wrong.

Where is my special meal?

You're like the rest.

An order came not to take money from you anymore.

Whose order?

You know whose.

Does it mean that doctor has appropriated my money?

Guys, you can always invent something.

- I'll pour this garbage out. - You need to adapt.

- I'm pouring this garbage out. - Calm down.

They'll keep punishing you for helping me.

So just eat it. Your money won't help you anymore.

- Vanzi. - He's over there.

Vanzi, sergeant wants to see you.

Everyone says that you are trying to bribe

prison officials for the sake of your privileges.

Well, you can't buy everything with money.

Unfortunately I have to take disciplinary action in relation to you.

No walks and visits of relatives for a week. Take him away!

It's a pity that you have forced me to this. Right

now your wife is waiting for you in the visiting room.

You just a contemptible person. You can't forbid me to see my wife, and you know it.

You just extremely worsened your position, I have

to toughen disciplinary measures against you.

Take the prisoner to the solitary confinement.

Assassins! Assassins!

Animals!

How do you feel?

You can't treat a man like this. You can't keep a man locked up here.

How much more should I be here?

Until you calm down.

Listen! You seem to be a reasonable man.

If you let me out of here, I'll give you one million.

I will give you my phone number, you'll go to my home with

a note from me, and there you'll be given one million.

Just let me out of here.

- You're crazy. - I promise.

Why do you always talk about money when you can get it all with friendship.

Go to hell.

You can't treat a man like this.

You can come out.

Hey blond, what have they done to you?

Vanzi! Welcome back.

- Brigadier, can I talk to him? - Only for a few minutes.

You don't look good. You need a shave.

We can arrange that in my cell. Guard, lock the door.

Sit down, the authorities allow it.

Let's talk frankly. You already have one foot free, but if you

continue to behave this way, you risk to stay here for long.

Quarreling with the superiors, you're insane.

Besides you don't understand that in prison

exist not only written rules, but also unwritten.

Your cell mate, for example, he's on the wrong path.

I'm not saying that he is a bad person, quite the

contrary. He simply has a wrong approach to everything.

He confuses friends with enemies, enemies with friends.

But many waywards improve in prison. I hope

sincerely that it will happen to Pesenti too.

Vanzi!

We must help each other. The opportunity to help is a benefit.

Look at me.

I help everybody with all my heart, but I also look forward for a help in return.

Now, the note that Pesenti wrote and gave to Ventura...

Where's it?

Are you hiding it from me?

The thing is to put Pesenti on the right path.

That's it. No one wants to harm him, quite the contrary.

You can either comply with our rules or act against them.

You thought that the money will help you get out of it and find another way out? No.

Money can do only what they can do, but nothing more. Want some cognac?

Brief! Did you understand what I said?

In prison people are treated in two ways- tolerable and intolerable.

You have experienced both methods of treatment, now choose!

The thing is a piece of paper.

Nothing more.

It got lost behind the wall at the site of washing.

Drink it!

Where's the note?

- It's gone. - Where was it?

Ventura threw it there.

Someone must have picked it up. Some cleaner.

Nobody cleans there.

What did you write in there?

Everything!

Everything about your case?

Good afternoon!

As you can see, Vanzi, I wasn’t mistaken foreseeing

that sooner or later you will find a common language.

What a wonderful Sunday and what a delicious lunch they are making for us today.

Spaghetti, meat, eggplant.

Bon Appetit!

- Is it him you're afraid of? - Who else?

- Do you know him well? - I have never encountered him.

But he is linked with certain people who don't

want me to witness on the hearing of one big case.

So I'm an important person.

This is my wife.

And these are Donatello, Stephano and Gaio.

And I only have her, Sabina.

Everybody out of the cell!

Back to the wall!

No, don't touch it, don't!

Do you have any weapon hidden? Knives, for instance.

No.

These shears are blunted. I use them to cut paper.

I don't need fights.

And people attacking other people. I don't need all that.

Got it?

What are they looking for?

I'd like to know it myself.

- Didn't you find anything? - No.

Is this yours?

This is nuts, which I bought yesterday at the store.

At the store you say?

And what's this? Drugs from Sorrento?

Sergeant, I don't know where it came from? It was in a closed cellophane bag.

You are sent to the infirmary to be examined. If we find out

that you're a drug addict, this conversation will be continued.

Behave yourself impeccably. It's not the right time.

Did you notice?

What?

The walnut with drug was tossed by sergeant in order to set Zagarello up.

Zagarello has nothing to do with that. They only wanted to exclude him from our cell.

Why?

I don't understand their games, but I know what they want.

To kill me.

- What? - They want to kill me.

Pesenti, your lawyer is waiting for you.

It means the hearing is not far off.

Good afternoon, advocate. At last.

I'm sorry, Pesenti. I had lots of other cases.

I was starting think that you feel antagonism to me.

Antagonism to you?

In view of the fact that I can't pay you.

You'll have time for that Pesenti. Don't worry about it.

First you need to get out of here, find freedom and peace.

How's my daughter?

I forced her to take a small amount of money. Two

days ago they wanted to evict her from the apartment.

I will be grateful to you for life.

- Now for your case. - Is anything wrong?

So you have firmly decided to testify against the engineer and the electrical company.

What else can I do?

- But what will it give to you? - I don't understand.

They put you in jail because of attacking the

engineer Tioner and provoking a fight with him.

Advocate! We have a man in here, who has two life sentences for two murders.

Then how many life sentences must engineer Tioner get?

He can prove that you tried to kill him. Naturally the bar is on his side.

While you will need to prove that your accusations are not unfounded.

I will present the evidence in court.

I know. Here you write that you have photocopies of some documents.

But this is the letter I wrote to the magistrate. How did it get into your hands?

Can I take a look at these sensational photocopies referred to in your letter?

I would prefer to keep them in a safe place.

Don't you trust me?

Not anymore.

In that case I will have to refuse to defend you.

I see no other solution.

I'll return the money you gave to my daughter.

You can't be unjust.

Unjust?

Don't you think that you need to explain how this note got into your hands?

I'm really afraid that everything will turn out badly for you.

Don't make war with the Titans. It's better to make a deal.

Is that a proposal? How much?

One hundred million in cash, before the trial.

Ok, but I want 1,000 billion. One milliard per each dead.

Tell them. For such people 1,000 billion is not money.

Vanzi!

- Where's Pesenti? - Talking with his advocate.

I heard them talking about him. His position is seriously complicated.

Armando!

Who is it?

Guard! Help! Help!

Vanzi, help me!

Armando, no! Stop it! Brigadier, help!

Guard!

Armando! Where are you?

What did they do to you?

Vanzi, did you see who did it?

How could I see it? I screamed, but you didn't hear.

Don't raise your voice.

Who's it?

Armando. Now move it!

Silence! And if I hear 'In the Name of the

Italian people', then no movies for tomorrow.

- In the name of the American people. - Shut up!

My position is seriously complicated.

And what else did Armando say?

That's all he had time to say.

Poor old man.

Pesenti, come on, fire away.

It's all about that dam. That scandal, or tragedy, call it whatever you like.

The board of directors was aware that the dam was going

to collapse, because there was conducted an examination.

But the leadership pretended that everything is in

order, because the dam was going to be sold to the state.

If it became known that the dam is dangerous, the deal would not take place.

As a result, streams of water covered the village, and thousand people died.

And now the leadership denies the fact that there had been a technical examination.

But I managed to make photocopies of documents

before they were destroyed. I was in that commission.

Why did they put you in jail?

They put me in here because...

Because I desperately threw myself with my fists on the chief engineer.

For what he did, I could kill him. I was charged

with attempted murder and imprisoned for three years.

However now there will be the hearing about

the collapsing dam where I'm going to witness.

They are not very happy that I'm still alive

because I'm the only one they could not buy.

My lawyer offered me a hundred million.

For my silence.

And you?

Did you refuse?

Pretty sum, right?

You're insane. Don't you understand that it was their last attempt to make a deal?

I should compel them to pay for thousands of deaths to their friends and relatives.

If they are able to spend a hundred million to buy you, they can spend

it to kill you. You're insane. You should pretend that you agreed.

Pretend?

Sure. To get out of here alive. Who will protect you.

What are you getting at?

There.

That's why they searched the cell.

They were looking for a weapon, but didn't find it.

So what?

Now they know that we are unarmed and unable to defend ourselves.

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

Why aren't you sleeping?

Probably quarreling.

No.

Then go to bed. Go to sleep!

Does he have a habit of making nightly rounds?

No.

- Vanzi. - What?

He didn't lock the door.

There's somebody outside.

If we scream, everybody will wake up and we'll be saved.

No, maybe it'll be better to get out of the cell and ran away.

Perhaps it's just what they are waiting for.

Shoot us for trying to escape.

Shut up, or you're dead.

Ok, ok.

- Only without pain. - Relax, we'll make it quick.

Watch it! Don't get spotted with blood.

Give him a pill.

How do you feel?

I'm fine, I'm fine.

Let me slaughter him. You can't kill people like that.

If you just slaughter him, you won't earn anything.

Just look the other way.

Tomorrow you will say that he committed suicide,

you were asleep and didn't see anything, got it?

We finished. Let's go!

Help me.

Dispensing coffee!

Andronico, go help them!

Coffee! Open up!

Farinelli, hurry, open up!

Sergeant, there's a dead body.

Vanzi!

What happened here? Vanzi. Respond. Tell me what happened here. What happened here?

Call the doctor! You call the warden.

And you take him in solitary confinement.

Poll night shift guards. Maybe they heard voices.

Ok sergeant.

You can go.

So, how do you feel?

So the plan was such that everything must look like a suicide.

However, as you already know, it was a murder.

Nobody saw or heard anything.

- Perhaps footsteps or screams. - No, nothing.

Listen, very soon you will be questioned at the

magistrate. However you're telling me quite strange things.

I personally felt that there was a suicide.

A man who had reached rock bottom. You were naturally

drowned in sleep and didn't notice anything.

And you say that a murder has been committed.

The judge will inquire how the killer was able to penetrate into the cell.

There were five assassins. And you know that well. Piro, Simonetti and 3 more.

If you start telling the judge all that nonsense and he believes that it was a murder

you will turn out to be the killer.

You were in the same cell with Pesenti.

There are witnesses who can confirm that you constantly

complained about the aggressive behavior of your cellmate.

And once you could not stand. You repeatedly quarreled, didn't you?

Ok Vanzi. I'll tell them to bring another cup of coffee.

Get ready to meet with the judge.

Have a shave!

Vanzi!

Congratulations!

Your writ of privilege has just arrived. You're free to go.

You'll only need to go to the magistrate because of

Pesenti's death. Perhaps you'd like to call home?

You better hurry. Magistrate is over there. You can go.

Did Pesenti tell you that he was going to commit a suicide last night?

Aren't you feeling well, Vanzi?

I understand that you're upset with your cellmate's death,

but try to answer the questions clearly. It's important.

Did he seem normal to you?

At first yes, when the doctor who wanted to put him

into the psychiatric hospital was asking about him.

Please, go on.

But then he became depressed, he had nightmares, he was talking to himself.

And what was he saying?

Those were senseless words, sometimes threats.

Did he suffer from delusions of persecution?

Yes, exactly.

- Did you heard anything last night? - I took a sleeping pill.

- And when did you notice the corpse? - When I woke up.

I'm sorry, do you have matches?

The pictures that you can see have been painted by our prisoners.

We create and keep a file for each new inmate.

It's curious that the files are located by name, and not by surname.

For example, to find records of Giuseppe Garibaldi,

we need to look under the name 'Giuseppe'

File contains all the information about the prisoner since his incarceration

until he's released. Now you will see two prisoners who have just been released.

Vanzi!

One moment please.

Dear Vanzi, I'm glad that you're going at large.

Of course in your life it was an experience, which you probably would prefer to avoid.

However, I think that such a creative person like you will always

be able to extract from it the possibility of spiritual enrichment.

Anyway, all's well that ends well.

Forget everything.

Here you see the photo department and the locker room.

The inmates who have just arrived deposit their

belongings here, which will be stored until their release.

And now I'll show you the infirmary equipped with the most modern medical equipment.

Armando!

Armando!

How are you?

They broke my nose.

Listen Armando!

Why did they choose me to witness?

They needed to make things look clean, thanks

to the testimony of a decent man like you.

If there were any suspicions that it was a

murder, it could burst into a political scandal.

And the suicide put everything in its place.

I understand.

- Bye, Armando. - Bye, Vanzi.

Where are you going? The exit is on this side.

Congratulations!

- Why did you choose this job? - What else can I do?

Architect!

So you change your clothes out of prison, because you are

afraid that people will understand what kind of job you have.

You think that if you're at large, then you can say whatever you like?

I love when people are silent.

Are you upset because of Pesenti since he was your friend?

Yes.

Well, Pesenti was your enemy.

You are more criminal than those behind bars.

I repeat, he was your enemy and I can prove it.

What is your profession? Architect, isn't it?

Surely you are responsible for your construction

sites, but sometimes accidents might happen there.

Be very careful with such people as Pesenti.

If someday a working incident happens at your building site, a man like him

will always think of something to lay all the responsibility on the owner.

Because people like Pesenti naturally have in mind a plan to destroy everything

in what man believes, only because of the pleasure of criticizing the government.

And when, thanks to their work, everything will be destroyed,

those will come who'll take the power in their hands.

You killed an innocent man, and you know it.

We're talking about a suicide.

I personally don't regret anything, and you shouldn't either.

Ponder awhile.

- I despise you. - Guff.

- I've never despised anyone this way. - Guff, guff!

You should shake hands with me Vanzi, but you can't

even convince yourself that we're in the same camp.

And do you know why? Because I'm a poor sergeant, right?

If I were a general, you would treat me differently.

Hello Vanzi. Sorry I'm late. Hurry up, they're waiting for us.

Go Vanzi, I congratulate you on the release and

the upcoming cruise. Think about having fun.

And remember. What I did, I didn't do just for the sake of my interests.

- How do you feel, honey? - Much better.

Look at that idiot. He needs a course of driving.

I have only one problem. Terms.

If we want to make some noise, we need to publish the book till November.

I think we have time.

Write it as fast as you can. My colleagues and I will correct everything later.

- Hi, dear! - Hi!

We thought a lot about you. How are you?

He is in good shape. He lost weight. Congratulations.

In my opinion the prison experience is even useful.

Vanzi, be sure to write about gays.

He has nothing else to do, that subject is specified in the contract.

You look great. Didn't you have any problems in prison?

I had to make them respect me and protect myself.

And you did it. I've been told that you have displayed your character.

Yeah, sometimes some criminals ill-behaved. To

the most blustery ones I taught a good lesson.

And be sure to include the episode with the girl in the X-ray study.

Well, if my wife won't mind...

Of course I don't mind, dear. On the contrary I must thank that girl.

She helped you to bear the burden of prison life.

Well done. You came out just in time for the cruise.

And who was that girl?

You can never tell!

You are Sabina, Sabina Pesenti, right?

Excuse me!

But I don't believe that my father committed

suicide. Maybe you have something to tell me?

- No, I'm afraid! - Nothing at all?

Nothing at all... Bye.