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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.