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April 1993. The "Clean Hands" corruption investigation brings the political system to the brink of collapse, including ex-prime minister Craxi.

One man is prepared to fill the gap...

"What does it matter if I die?

My money was well spent,

I made merry.

I enjoyed the company of many women.

Let's get some sleep.

"Disgraceful, Prime Minister Craxi acquitted"

Danton's words

after being sentenced by the revolutionary tribunal

- Exactly two centuries ago. - What does that have to do with anything?

Parliament already saved him three times, that's all that counts.

I'll call the chief of police

You'll get through this

We're ready, Mr Prime Minister.

- Are you sure you want to? - I hope he uses the back door.

What are you saying, Notte?

A true man stands tall.

I won't even consider it. Is the car ready?

Only the guilty tremble.

30th April

- Shame on you! - Thief!

Damned Communists!

Back up!

- Thief! - Scum!

"SHAME"

You were right.

Craxi's a giant.

Can't you see? He's finished.

and now...

It's dog eat dog.

There are less chairs than players.

You have to be fast and ruthless.

You have to grab a seat as soon as the music stops.

- Got it? - Yes!

- Ready? - yes!

Here it comes..

Giulio! Of all kids, the birthday boy!

Sorry, Dad, I'm no good at this.

No, you're great.

- But... - But what?

Nothing.

Go get yourself a Coke.

Give me a hand with the cake?

Throughout the day,prominent Socialist Party members visited Craxi

as did old friends like Silvio Berlusconi.

Why are you standing by Craxi?

Excuse me, but how can we have any self-respect

If we turn our backs on our friends in their hour of need?

When will he ask you to run for office?

First, I have to convince him to run for office.

You're a born convincer.

- Why did you put that back there? - For Giulio.

It might do him good to remember his father,

even if his disappeared months ago.

banker Pacini Battaglia's ongoing tip-offs have opened the Pandora's Box

that is the Enimont affair for the Milan District Attorney inquiry

which is progressing in leaps and bounds

thanks to Antonio Di Pietro

and the new member of the squad, Frencesco Greco.

In 1989, on the advice of Raul Gardini,

ENI and Montedison merged.

Two giants, one public and one private,

became a joint venture: Enimont.

An Italian colossus able to compete

with the world's chemical giants.

A pity it ended in divorce just a year later.

ENI bought back the other half of the pie

for 2,805 billion lire.

Its market value was 600 billion lire less.

Gardini was grinning from ear to ear.

Why would anyone overpay like that?

If it's not your money!

It's easy when it's the government's cash.

and when politicians back the deal. Why would that be?

There have been rumours for years about bribes...

Not just bribes.

The mother of all bribes!

We're looking at mountains of cash here, folks.

The one guy who could shed some light is Montedison's former chairman Garofano,

Too bad no-one's seen him for four months.

We need a new lead. Let's get to work.

Pastore, you on my heels like that means you're about to bust my balls.

The healthcare investigation, now's the right time, sir.

De Lorenzo is weak, he resigned as a minister and is being investigated for vote buying.

Only one makes you happy? This is about bringing them all down!

Maria, no calls. Close the door.

- Yes sir. - Have I made myself clear, Pastore?

Our number one priority is Enimont.

You need to work on it day and night.

That was never my assignment.

Can't you see what we're facing?

Clean Hands is now an investigation into the system.

But the system isn't stupid.

So it's already developing antibodies.

They're stonewalling us. They already tried with the Conso Decree.

The key to unlock it all is the Enimont mega-bribe.

If we can trace it, we bring all the parties down in a single swoop.

We're at war here, it's them or us.

Get some life into you, we need to get a move on, we don't have much time.

Believe me, I know.

So what exactly do we have on the healthcare enquiry?

If you let me off the leash as promised, I'll bring you something.

So in your mind, we investigate to find a crime?

No. If there's a crime, we investigate.

You understand? We need proof.

And Endimont? The mega-bribe is a theory too,

but where is the proof?

If you want to decide what to investigate, you should have become a prosecutor.

For the first few months, I acted as if nothing had happened,

I didn't tell anyone.

By ignoring it, I could pretend it wasn't real.

But when I was hospitalized, I decided to tell my family.

I said: "I have some good news, and some bad news".

" The good news is I'm gay. Guess what the bad news is!"

Please, come in.

We spoke on the phone, Doctor D'Elia sent me.

- I came to pick up the file. - Right, you're Luca.

Sit down with us for a bit, we're taking a break soon.

- I'll just wait outside. - As you wish.

- Carry on, Michele. - They kicked me out...

Their lives are time-bombs and they spend what's left complaining.

Why do you come then?

For the sex. No complications among the infected.

And when people are about to die... they really go all out.

Luca, when you're ready.

- What are you up to after? - I'm not ill .

I've spent years gather testimonies.

- Thousands? - 3,612.

All victims of infected blood.

A massacre, and no one talks about it. Incredible.

That's why we need people like you.

- I'm only a cop. - But you word for Di Pietro.

- There's nothing in here. - What?

There are names, dates, the origins of hemoderivatives,

contaminated hospitals.

Where you think that the contaminations took place.

But there's no proof.

Maybe not in court, but with the newspapers, the media.

- How long have you been ill? - What are you talking about?

Come on, D'Elia is your doctor.

That's big news, someone with HIV

at the Milan District Attorney's office.

I get it, you need a banner.

- I'll do my own research. - Keep it.

You may change your mind.

Alone, you die.

- Aren't you coming? - No, keep it going.

This guy's a pain in the ass.

I'll tell you when to stop.

Kiss her.

Go on, kiss her. Again,

That's it.

There's nothing to drink.

Go buy me something to drink.

Look, you've been here since last night.

I'm paying, right? Get me something to drink.

That's it! We want some sleep.

Just go.

Go.

Here.

Good girl.

Hey there.

Who the fuck are you?

Take your pills.

Take it east, they're bad for the heart.

- Where did the other two go? - To bed, poor things.

Drink this.

- Anyway, my name is Linda. - Sure, Linda.

A hidden surprise in your pants.

Don't get any funny ideas, I'm keeping my eyes open.

There's no trusting your type.

Don't worry,

I'm going to Brazil soon, then bye-bye hidden surprise.

Gross! As long as you're happy.

Why don't you want to go home?

I see... it's not the pills causing your heartache.

It's a woman, right?

Shit! My phone!

Fucking whores stole it.

The Party gave me it.

It kept ringing. What was I supposed to do?

- Did you answer? - Yeah, you were out of it.

Or should I have called an ambulance, honorable member?

Excuse me.

Jesus!

Borto...

Borto, it's

- it's not what it looks like! - Yeah, whatever.

Come on, get up!

Come on.

- Hang on a sec - What the heck are you doing ?

Come on, let's get out of here.

When they chop off your cock

keep it in a jar, in case your change your mind.

Anyway... thanks a lot, sorry for the bother.

In a profound crisis like this, there is a need for leadership.

Those governing the nation

need to deal with its problems

That is why we feel we must support a new government

led by Carlo Azeglio Ciampi,

with the sense of responsibility that has always distinguished us...

Sense of responsibility? From Socialists?

Thieves!

Honorable members, order!

This means that politics refuses to deal with...

Enough! You should all step down!

Honorable members, I call you to order.

- Speaker, I can't finish. - Thieves! Shame! Off to jail with you!

- Order! - Thieves!

Borsellino, what are you doing? Put that away.

Why?

No, they'll kick you out.

To the gallows!

- Quiet! - Gallows!

Silence!

I ask the Northern League mebers to stop this tomfoolery.

Security, intervene.

Honorable Formentini, I call you to order, you are the party whip.!

7th May

What the fuck were you thinking?

- They're just a bunch of crooks. - Come on.

You've been suspended for two weeks.

As if you give a damn.

We haven't seen you for a month.

You're always drunk.

- Will you pull yourself together? - OK.

- I've been having problems. - Then sort them.

Listen, Formentini,

I need to get out of Rome.

I'll die if I stay here., this city is rotten to the core.

Why do I care?

You're running as mayor of Milan, right?

- So what? - Take me with you.

What I am I meant to do with someone like you on the Council?

Take me with you, and I swear you'll see a new man.

I'm not afraid to bust my ass.

You give the orders, I obey.

I'm a war veteran, you know

Bosco, how can I trust you?

Please.

Step out of line, and you're out!

I won't.

May I go?

- So, how was it? - Incredible, sweetie.

- Thank you. - Hi!

Ah, come here.

Let me introduce our new girl,

she's called Giada, she'll be joining us.

Hi.

Lucia, shall we tell them?

Sure, I have to take a break, for at least nine months.

Congratulations!

- You're gorgeous. - Thank you.

Go, girl!

Hi.

You have the shoot for "Oggi" in the morning, so don't stay up too late.

- Did you hear me? - "Oggi" tomorrow, got it.

Isn't that Pizzetti, the RAI TV big shot?

Yeah. why?

Veronica!

How are you? You look incredible.

- I'm fine, hi Simona. - You look great.

Listen, have you heard about any new programs, anything that..

- No. - Let me know if you hear of anything?

- Sure . - I've been out of the loop for a while...

- I've been working abroad... - Veronica!

Sorry, I'm needed.

Let her read your palm, she's really good.

I see a great love..

- Something that ended recently? - No.

Look, here's your work line.

There's an interruption, but it's back

- in a different direction. - What does that mean?

That you won't be in this line of work for much longer.

I'm off.

Did I say something wrong?

Do me, do me.

- You're Simona Merenda? - Yes.

I loved you when I was little.

Veronica. I am Davide Corsi.

I want to interview you for the magazine I work for.

- Which magazine? - "VIP Mania".

Talk to my agent.

Actually just come to my house on Monday, it's my day off.

Viola. Can I just steal her a second?

Hi, Vero, great to see you.

My darling!

I watch you on TV all the time. You're so cool.

- Come off it? - No, really, you're awesome.

I'm on TV too now.

- Really? - Yes I'm on "Non � La Rai".

Well done, we have to hook up.

Viola, let's get out of here.

Forget him, he's got to be at least 40!

What do you have for me?

An interview with "VIP Mania".

- It's pure trash, but the publisher is a friend. - OK.

But get me a meeting with Pizzetti.

Why the obsession with him?

Because if I don't get my ass in gear...

You're the lead dancer, don't worry.

Ever heard of Simona Merenda? She didn't worry either.

- I've got you a guest spot. - On the "Maurizio Costanzo Show"?

No, with Marzullo, "Mezzanote E Dintorni".

OK, but try to get me on Costanzo.

I'll try, but play your cards right with Marzullo,

then one step at a time.

Be very careful,

they're nasty animals, they can attack without warning.

Hello, Alfredo. How are you?

Is everyone already inside?

Change of plan, didn't anyone tell you?

Don't worry, we have kit for you.

Sir did you know that the cedar tree there is from Fukushima?

The Ambassador to Japan gave it to me for my birthday in 1988...

For each electoral district there are about 100,000 inhabitants.

Of these, about 80,000 have the right to vote

with about 60,000 actually voting.

With the TV stations and newspapers we can campaign for a candidate.

We just need to create a party

then can get 25,000 to 30,000 voters,

in order to overturn the status quo.

There's a huge gap in the centre. people who would never vote Communist.

You're making it sound too easy, Notte.

Look at this, attacks from all sides again today.

Scalfari, Furio Colombo, Pansa, Muratori again.

It's the fifth attack this month.

Muratori: "Berlusconi, TV, the downfall of the nation".

Marcello, run some checks for me, maybe I screwed his wife!

No. he's not married.

- How do you know? - Muratori is a family friend.

I forgot, you used to be a child-eating Red.

Gentlemen, I'm going to take a shower,

no scheming in my absence.

No worries.

The polls show the Communists winning the upcoming election.

I think we should cut a deal with them.

With the communists?

Notte, do you still have friends in the party?

With all due respect,

I don't think we should be sending an outsider.

That's exactly why he should go.

Are you up for it, Notte?

Of course.

OTTAVIO NOTTE, MOSCOW, 1964

Why don't you come and see us, Leonardo?

I always watch your speeches.

I'm sure we can find some common ground.

Did my father send you?

The party doesn't want to lose contact with the grassroots, let's say.

I'm not sure I want to have contact with the Party.

Right, sure. That's how you feel today.

Playing politics is fun,

killing your father is a necessary step, but....

teenage rebellion ends sooner or later, right?

What do you want to do when you grow up?

- Who was that? - Massimo D'Alema.

- The FGCI secretary?. - Exactly, Beppe.

What do the Young Communists want from you?

The party obviously needs people like me

The nerve! Did you tell him to piss off?

You think I'd go to people like them?

Fucking Communists!

Run!

Nicola! Nicola!

Nicola!

Shit! Nicola...

Leo!

Leo!

Beppe!

- You're looking good! - Thanks, you too.

I'll show you the way.

What's with the rumour,

that Berlusconi wants to set up a new party?

Come off it,he's got better things to do.

It would be funny though.

So, why are you here? Are you homesick?

No thanks, I like it where I am.

Let's just say that we're a little worried.

About what?

We know what will happen if you win.

And what about how Berlusconi got his broadcasting license?

His pal Craxi passed a law just for him.

And you'll take them all down?

- War is war. - Come on, we're grown-ups now.

No one wants political warfare.

Hold on a second, are you looking for an ally?

Who sent you?

I'm representing myself.

Think about it.

- Bye, Beppe. - Bye, Leo.

We've heard so much about you Leo, glad to finally meet you.

See? He really does exist.

- You don't live in Rome? - No, I commute between here and Milan.

- What line of work are you in? - Pol�tics.

Take a good look at him, you'll see him in parliament one day.

How did you two meet?

By chance. She was my physiotherapist, I had a problem with my leg.

- What problem? - What's this, the Spanish Inquisition?

An old motorcycle injury.

So he came for a massage,

and you came onto him, you little slut.

Erica! He made all the moves.

He came back the following day, and the day after that...

And the next, and so on.

And so I realized that he was interested.

I asked around, found out he had a girlfriend,

the daughter of Mainaghi, the guy who killed himself.

But out of the blue he left her for me.

So you left a millionaire for her? Are you mad?

Probably, but my leg is better.

You know what Erica said? "Finally a decent guy".

I put on a great show for you. Wasn't I good?

Yes, but I don't like you because you're good.

- No? - No.

I like you because, deep down, you're a total bastard.

Capable of anything.

Me?

You.

I've been calling you for days. Can you hear me, Luca?

I hear you, my lymphocyte count is down.

Did you look at the results I sent?

I've not had time.

You basically have no immune system.

All it takes is a slight infection.

Mario.

I just wish for one thing too:

I wish I had cancer.

If you have cancer, everyone feels for you,

cancer doesn't get you fired.

But with AIDS everyone presumes you're a drug addict or a queer.

- Luca, where are you going? - This isn't my scene.

- Are you certain? - Yes.

That guy was shooting up, that one screwed half of Milan,

you knew you could catch AIDS,

so why the fuck complain now?

- What the fuck are you saying? - Calm down.

That I deserve it? I'm gonna kick the shit out of you!

- No, calm down! - Come on, come here.

- I'll rip you to shreds. - Calm down!

- Let go of me. - Sit down.

Take a breath.

I was in hospital.

how the fuck was I to know they were giving me infected blood?

I evn risked passing it to my wife.

And the worst thing was that I thought...

that maybe I should pass it to her, at least I wouldn't be alone in this.

For a while, all I wanted was revenge.

but I couldn't even do that.

Luca!

Luca!

What do you want?

So you're ill too.

Shit, you had some steam to let out.

You're a Scorpio, right?

- LUCA: You believe in the horoscope? - I believe in anything.

November 1st, good guess.

See.

When you mentioned revenge earlier, what did you mean?

I work with Di Pietro, and...

in theory, I should be in a position to punish the guilty, but...

Who's Di Pietro?

What?

I mean, I've heard of him, but I don't know exactly who he is.

You don't know who Antonio Di Pietro is?

Of course I know.

Where do you live?

- In La-La Land - Lucky you.

It's easy. Just live one day at a time.

- How long have they given you? - My lymph count is 87.

Why don't you just leave?

Leave? And then what?

I don't know. Just get the hell away.

That's what I'll do as soon as I get some cash.

- Where will you go? - There's a place in Panama...

under a volcano.

Boquete, it's called.

I'll send you a postcard.

Give me your hand.

Anyway, we can do this again, if you like.

It's nice this way, isn't it?

Bye.

What's your name?

It's the one who had the noose.

What did Bossi say about your suspension?

- What were you trying to prove? - Speak to us.

- I've nothing to say. - At least smile for the cameras.

- Morning. - Morning.

- Hey, Borto! - Hi, Bosco.

- How's it going? - OK.You?

I just spoke to Formentini,

- Seems you're really leaving us. - Yeah I want out

I don't blame you, but the timing?

- The timing? - "Milano, Italia" phoned.

The TV show. What did they want?

To invite you on to the show.

I'm on the Broadcasting Commission,

the controlling board of RAI TV,

and now one gives a damn about me,

the you act like a dick in Patliament with a noose, and everyone wants you!

- Come on! - BOSCO: Hold on, I don't get it.

What the hell am I supposed to do on TV?

What do I know? Miglio's coming.

- Good day, Professor. - Good day.

- Honorable Bosco, right? - Correct.

I wish to compliment you.

Guy Debord would be proud.

A noose in Parliament, pure Situationism.

Obrigado, Professor.

What was he on about?

Damned if I know what Miglio says,

that's why he's the Party ideologist.

- Guy Debord. - What is it, a perfume?

Honorable Pietro Bosco,

can you explain your stunt in Parliament with the noose?

What were you trying to prove?

That people are sick of these thieves.

- Bravo! - Thank you.

Do you really believe that hanging is the panacea to clean up politics?

Erm, I don't actually know what 'panacea' means.

What are you laughing at? You all know? Well done.

I get your game, Lerner, putting the monkey on show at the zoo,

You all think you're better than us?

Looking down on folks like me, talking down to us,

to show your superiority, how much you know, you and her!

Am I the "her" you're referring to? I have a name.

Yeah great.

Bosco, please don't take it out on Giulia Castello,

a young and brilliant journalist.

Alberto Muratori, a noose, held out in Parliament,

as a man of your authority

can you explain where this country is heading?

With this lack of leadership, anything can happen,

even that sinister forces come to the fore, the Mafia, for example.

I don't want to point a finger,

but there is a chasm in the political centre.

and somebody already has their eye on that space.

Like who?

There are persistent rumours...

of Silvio Berlusconi entering politics.

You're against this, I take it?

Do you think a media megnate should be able to govern a country?

That doesn't happen even in South America!

- It's called democracy, Alberto. - Do you know him?

He was a friend of my parents.

Then they fell out.

- Why? - Dunno, my father was mad as hell at him.

- What did he do? - I really don't know.

I should ask my mother. Maybe she knows.

...drowning in debt, goes into politics to save his empire.

Sources talk about debts of four thousand billion lire

- Goodbye, good evening. - Goodbye.

Do you need a lift?

Thank you, my taxi is on its way.

Whatever.

Why are you looking at me like that?

Just because you're an intellectual, you don't have to dress like that.

- How? - Like someone who doesn't like a good fuck.

What do you want from me?

Keep still. Keep still.

Let me see who you are.

Watch yourself.

Your phone.

- Hello - Switch on Channel One, hurry

- Now? - Yes, now

- Let me turn it on. - Are you watching?

I'll watch and call, bye.

OK, bye

Here we are again,

it's late night and we're in the company of Veronica Castello.

Veronica, is success important to you?

No, life has other meanings.

Can you give us an example?

Family, for a start.

Is there somebody special in your life?

There was someone, until recently.

Then he became...

opressive...

and violent.

I lied to you earlier, Gigi.

the truth is, I was pregnant,

He beat me and I lost the baby.

I'm saying this for all the women who are in the same situation

Hey!

Get the fuck out.

- Want me to leave? - Fuck you and your sister.

Primo Greganti, former Communist and Socialist treasurer, now behind bars,

continues to deny,

that the 621 billion lire from the Ferruzzi group was a bribe

"The money was for me", says 'Comrade G'.

The legendary moral superiority of the Communists.

We're different from other parties.

Sur, but you've been taking bribes too.

Greganti is in jail, and he'll stay inside until he talks.

That's why we're different, our people don't talk.

Thought things over?

Obviously I'm here representing myself.

Obviously.

Let's say that Berlusconi transforms one of his channels,

say Rete 4, into a channel that's not hostile towards us.

Once we get to govern, we won't be hostile to his businesses.

- You're speaking as if you already won. - Have you seen the polls?

It makes sense for all of us.

They killed Nicola.

- Fucking Fascists. - Beppe, did you get it?

Are you sure?

You need to act aggessively against your enemy,

and the Communists are our enemies, we can't be allies.

I take it that your mission didn't go well.

What mission was that?

No more taking things lying down, we need to act.

My current enemy is called Olympique de Marseille.

What strikers are you playing?

Massaro and Van Basten, even if Van Basten is not at his best.

We'll skin them alive.

You'll be back with the cup.

Inter Milan fans are jinxes!

So they didn't accept?

No.

Why do I get the impression that you're lying?

- Because you know me so well? - Exactly, and I don't trust you Notte.

Want to eliminate me, like you did Lodato?

It's not in your interests, I'm useful.

That's why you sent me to talk to the Communists.

to sabotage any possible alliance before it can even begin.

Because Silvio has to go into politics, you and I are the only ones who know it.

All the others have nothing but doubts

you know that better than me.

Show me I can trust you.

Well? Are you coming or not?

Notte, you follow me round

as if I were prime pussy, so come on!

Maybe you can have a little chat with him.

Well, if you put it like that, sir.