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Good evening, Commissioner. - Nice to meet you.

I'm glad you accepted my wife's invitation. - Thanks for inviting me, ma'am.

Get inside and enjoy your evening. - Alright.

Evening. - Hi.

I'll see you around.

My father-in-law, senator Melendez. - Good evening.

He couldn't wait to know you. - Nice to meet you.

You know my brother Francesco? - It's an honor.

Let me introduce you to our beloved mayor, Lamberto Scirà.

Good evening, Mayor. - It's a pleasure to meet you, Commissioner.

This is Undersecretary De Vita. - Nice to meet you.

How do you like Trapani? - It's my home after all, so...

You settled in right away. - Yes, yes...

You're doing a great job, Commissioner.

Very kind of you but I haven't done anything yet.

You're being too modest, the whole city admires you.

You're a young and brilliant man.

Things like the raid at the refinery are new for our little sleepy town.

Believe me...

...you're showing us every day what you're made of.

We need men like you at the helm.

When you say "we", you mean the town community?

Or are you referring to the people present here tonight?

You could be our choice to replace chief Saura. He's going to retire at the end of this year.

How would you define all the men gathered here tonight?

Well... Trapani's bigwigs.

And where are we instead? Out here, enjoying the fresh evening air.

There... we are the future of this town.

They're the past.

Pick one side.

Listen...

I'd love to see myself as...

...one who kicks the ass of every criminal and every slick in this town.

Forgive my language but this is exactly my institutional role.

Therefore I'm fine where I am.

Nice words, Commissioner. - Thanks.

We have a couple of things in common, you and I. - Like what?

We're the only two people not really comfortable in this kind of situation.

This is my house, how can you be sure of that?

Just a feeling.

We also had a mutual friend.

Actually he was more like a brother to me.

I'm talking about commissioner Peralta.

I'm sorry, I have to... - I wanna talk to you off the record, just tell me when and where.

Don't be afraid, I believe I understand your situation.

I don't know what you're talking about. Enjoy the rest of the evening.

Are you lost?

I was looking for... - If you're looking for my mother, forget it.

She locked herself in her room and she won't open for anyone.

You're free to try though, my grandpa says miracles can happen.

Let's see if he's right then.

Thank you. Bye.

I'm coming.

You gotta listen to me. - What else do you want?

I need you to point me to a liaison, someone who'd allow me to communicate with you.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I know you were Gianni Peralta's confidant.

I know you're Wanda.

You want a piece of advice?

Go back where you came from.

Forget about this city, forget about Sicily.

I've already made that mistake.

You know what I learned? Running away doesn't solve anything.

How do you think I could help you?

You can help me... but most of all, you can help your daughter.

You don't want her to grow up in this mafia swamp, do you?

There's a war going on... and my family is directly involved.

My father, my husband, his brother...

Yesterday's balances no longer count.

Those who stood at the door now wanna sit at the table.

What's gonna happen is the same old thing.

Everything's gonna change... and everything's gonna stay the same.

Now please leave, before someone sees you in here.

This is my private number.

Think about it.

We need you, fireworks are about to start.

Commissioner Maltese!

Ma'am asked me to give you this. - Thank you.

FIND HIS BOAT

Yes, he named that "Colapesce". - Was it a motorboat?

Yes. - Where was he keeping it?

He had a boathouse at the docks. Ask of Pasquale, pier 3.

Alright.

Thanks, Enea. Sorry if I disturbed you this early.

The day started early for me, I can only sleep a few hours.

Anna goes to Gianni's house every morning.

She sweeps the floor, wipes the dust...

It's like she's expecting Gianni and Mariangela to show up at any moment.

We went to see a doctor, he said the pain will never go away completely...

...but we gotta learn to live with it.

He had just repainted it when he took it away.

When was it? - A month before getting killed.

Where did he take it? - I think in the Belice river, near Castelvetrano.

I said: "What's a boat doing in the river?"

He was fixated with the river, that's all I know.

I see, thank you. - Have a nice day.

INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT "VALLE DEL BELICE"

This is the biggest project carried out in Sicily since the end of WW2.

An airport to connect west Sicily with the world.

Wanted by senator Melendez , along with the mayor and the Consalvo brothers.

It was the base of his campaign, "infrastructures for our future, jobs for our children!"

I bet you voted for him. - Of course, I have the only steady job in my family!

Don't you see the Senator and his buddies are out to screw us?!

Ok, who's gonna build that? - SENT... "New Sicily Building Company".

That's the company that got the job. - Who owns it?

We have only one name: Giuseppe Caporale.

It seems he's the only one who meets the new requirements wanted by mayor Scirè.

In the last 5 years, he got every construction work in Trapani.

This guy, with different companies, built the 80% of the structures in our territory!

All financed with public money.

That's what Gianni was after. Let's find this Giuseppe Caporale.

Ok.

Here we are, the new polyclinic was gonna be his masterpiece.

Contruction started in '71 and stopped in '73 due to a condemn order.

SENT obviously built it out of shit.

Who paid for this? - Me... us, the public.

Where's the fun otherwise?

Where's this gentleman? - This way.

Mr. Caporale? - Who are you?

We need a word with you. This is Commissioner Maltese.

Good morning.

So... you're the registered owner of 722 buildings units,

big, small, luxury and not, public and private and so on...

I don't mean to disrespect you, but...

...how come are you living in such a crappy hovel?

Don't take it out on me, I did it to make a living.

Good... so it's all registered to you on behalf of someone else.

I know nothing... - On behalf of whom?!

I know nothing, I did a favor to some friends!

What friends? - I don't know the names.

You don't know your friends' names?

If you want enemies, ask names. If you want friends, ask nothing.

He's a wise man!

Sir!

We found something interesting.

SENT was investigated by the police in '74, the same here they got the airport job assigned.

The report was filed by EdilTrapani company.

Col. Carini was following that case, he's a good detective.

EdilTrapani was one of the busiest construction companies before the Scirè ordinance.

Of course... Scirè made sure to cut out every other company that wasn't SENT.

What fish do you catch here?

Just some skimpy carp, it's more of a way to kill time.

I had a friend who used to go fishing at the Belice mouth.

You know, where they're building the new airport... - You don't catch anything there anymore.

He can no longer go anyway, not because there's no more fish...

I suppose I should ask you why your friend is no longer going fishing...

And I suppose by now you know who me and my friend are.

You're the new Commissioner from Trapani...

...and I'm no longer a Colonel, I retired last September.

What is it that you want? - I wanna know who's behind the SENT.

You shouldn't be asking for help to a retired Colonel.

You fought for 30 years to change things around here.

All I have fore you is a cup of instant coffee...

...and a vacuum-cleaner with vaporizer. - A vacuum-cleaner?

That's my new job.

As Tomasi di Lampedusa wrote: "There's new people..."

"We were the Leopards, the Lions. Those who'll take our place will be little jackals, hyenas"

There's a revolution going on and as all revolutions, it'll bring bloodshed.

Colonel...

Who's behind SENT? Who really owns it?

There's a whole system behind it.

A system in which some get the votes in exchange for giving jobs to their friends, sharing public money among themselves.

A system that puts together Mafia and politics...

...and in our territory, all these people are one and the same.

As we say around here... "calati juncu ca passa la china"* (*bend, reed, till the flood has passed)

Sometimes it's better to take 2 steps back and wait for the storm to pass, rather than be run over by it.

Peralta never accepted this.

Peralta was a stubborn one. - He was.

I think you're the same.

You're giving me nothing then.

I gotta go back to town now. You can stay here as much as you like.

You finish your coffee.

Sunsets are beautiful here, I suggest you wait and see it.

Then, tomorrow... stop by at the land registry office.

Your answer is in the ownership of the land where the airport will be, rather than in SENT itself.

About that vacuum-cleaner... I think I might need one after all.

If you go further down this road, you'll need an armored car rather than a vacuum-cleaner.

Those stay in Rome, they don't send them down here.

These are the owners of the land where the airport's being built.

It used to belong to the Siracusa family. When they fell to misfortune, they sold to the names in that list.

Between November 1974 and March 1975.

All registered owners are between 70 and 90 years old.

Look here... "Patroclo Scimeca, born 1886".

Now I wonder... why a 89 year old man would buy a piece of land that was nothing but rocks?

It should be around here.

There are no numbers but I guess this should be No. 10.

Morning, ma'am. - Morning.

We're looking for Patroclo Scimeca. - He's no longer here.

Where is he then? - He's living in Villa Bonagia now.

He started having problems with his head. He forgot things, he got lost...

What's this Villa Bonagia? - It's a nursing home in Valderice.

It's beautiful there, I saw it when I went to visit Patroclo.

They're treated like Kings there, he's even got TV in his room!

Alright, thanks. - Thank you, ma'am.

That's some nursing house.

So this is a charitable foundation. - Yes, we survive thanks to our donors, all to remain anonymous.

They're so generous they don't want their names to be public.

We need to talk to one of your guests.

Which one? - Scimeca Patroclo.

I'm sorry but we don't allow our guests to meet with strangers.

We're not strangers, we're public officers. - I can make no exceptions.

We'll get a warrant then. - I don't know what judge would sign such a warrant but...

...if you put it that way, then go ahead.

I'm only here to protect my guests' tranquillity and I won't allow anyone to disrupt it.

I see.

What's wrong with you?

Nothing... just thinking.

Thinking about what?

About you... how good you are at throwing parties...

...and also how good your wife is. - What you mean by that?

I mean your wife seems to like cops and you don't seem to mind!

What are you saying?! - Don't ever speak like that of my daughter!

Are you that good with funerals too? - Will you shut up?!

My funeral, for instance... or maybe your wife's or your daughter's...

Don't even mention them!

Can't you see it's not me you gotta worry about?!

It's not me...

Misters Melendez and Consalvo? This way.

Anything to drink? Water, coffee? - We're fine, thanks.

They're worried up in Rome.

You've been granted many privileges in exchange for your role as guarantors.

If you're no longer up to that role, you gotta call yourselves out.

We've always done our part, so please clarify what you mean by "call yourselves out".

Someone's been helping commissioner Maltese.

Someone who sleeps under your roof, Mr. Consalvo. Is that clear now?

Giulia!

Giulia! Innocenza!

Where are my wife and my daughter? - Down to the beach. May I help?

Innocenza! Giulia!

What's daddy doing?

He took off his necktie.

Let's just go away and start over again, away from this island.

Your brother's waiting upstairs.

You may wonder why I called you with no notice. - I've learned to be surprised at nothing with you.

You are my brother and despite all our recent differences...

...you're still the only one I trust.

Am I wrong to? - No, you're not.

We're leaving. - Where for?

Canada, we had enough if this place.

I told you she wasn't good for you.

What's no good for me was heroin... and this bunch of villains...

...who used to kiss our hand when we gave 'em flour for Christmas...

...and now they keep us under their heel, that's what's not good for me!

Anyway...

This is my personal point of view.

I don't wanna stand in anybody's way and neither does Giulia, that's why I called you.

I have a proposal for you. - What is it?

All that belonged to me and my wife is gonna go to you.

Everything, brother.

The bank...? - That too, it's all yours.

What do you want in exchange?

I'll give you an account number to send me some money, just to start back.

Is that all? - Yes.

'Cause what I'd really want, you cannot give me. - What would that be?

Thank you.

Shall we go? - Yes.

Hello. -Hi, dad.

Hi! How are you? -Fine.

Are you back from Siracusa? - Just today.

We can meet tomorrow but you gotta take me back to the hotel before midnight.

Of course I will! I'll pick you up tomorrow.

Ok, I'll be waiting. - I'll see you tomorrow.

You try.

I'll pick a random subject... - Hey! I'm not a random subject!

First rule? - Light.

I guess we're a little late. - Very late, judging from mom's face.

Bye. - Bye. See you soon.

It's been nice. - We had fun.

Bye. - Bye, call me when you get home.

Dad?

Dad, it's me.

Dad?

He was touching the floor...

His knees were touching the floor...

What happened? - My father's knees were touching the floor.

His knees were on the floor!

That fucking doctor bullshitted me!

I saw him myself! I just remembered!

I saw him! It was all bullshit!

I gotta go there.

Aren't you letting me in? - What else do you want?!

The truth... just the truth.

I already told you the truth. Goodbye.

My father couldn't have broken his own neck...

...'cause he never jumped and you know it, you son of a bitch!

You know nothing about that! - I know because I saw him myself!

It's me who found him, do you understand?!

My father's knees were almost on the floor! - What you remember doesn't matter anymore!

How did you do it? How did you make the evidence disappear?

How did you steer all the testimonies?

Bastard! You're all bastards!

I'm gonna miss you, Giulia... you and Innocenza.

I know, we'll miss you too.

Everything I did, I did it for you.

That's not true,

you did it for yourself.

You did it for the power. - You can't judge me.

We got our hands dirty to give you the fancy world you've been living in.

You ever wondered if it was worth it? If there were other worlds? Other ways?

Have you ever wondered if there was a different life from this?

I'll tell you when it's time to go. Thanks for calling me.

Senator, it's an honor having you here. - What do you want?

The new Commissioner went to Villa Bonagia. - The new Commissioner is not gonna go anywhere.

Right... just like Peralta...

You are responsible for what's happening!

You, you friends and the blood you shed! You're the main problem!

I'm responsible when there's a problem and you get the credit when it's solved?

Don't you think it's a bit unfair?

Scirè... be very careful...

I've put you here and I can remove you whenever I want!

I will send you back to your little village!

That's true... we had mud on our hands and feet.

If we looked you in the eyes, your field guards would beat us to death.

You needed us though... you needed our hunger, our sweat, our votes...

You even needed our anger. - You had your own gain.

You're right, I did... but that's not the question you gotta ask yourself.

Now that I no longer have mud on my feet, now that I have the same friends you have, if not more powerful,

now that I can look you in the eyes...

...what you gotta ask yourself is: do I really need you?

This time, Scirè, you crossed every line.

Get this to the Procurator.

Hello.

We'll be right there!

Chief, they just executed senator Melendez, right in the middle of Marina Road.

What the fuck...

Let's go.

Actually, you go ahead, I'll be right there.

Where are you going? "Nail", come with me!

How do you think I can fit this inside the car?

Get the baggage. Where's Innocenza?

Maybe in her room, I'll go get her. - Yes, please.

Innocenza!

Innocenza!

Innocenza! Let's go.

Have you got all your stuff?

Here you are, get in the car.

Keep this right here.

Luciano!

Let's go!

ENGLISH SUBTITLES BY BARISHNIKOV@KATCR.CO