All language subtitles for La Mafia Uccide Solo d Estate S02E02.en

"Dear Alice, autumn has come at last
and days are so short.

A few days ago the Mafia killed
a judge and a maresciallo.

Two good people.
It's so sad.

But we won't give in.

It looked like we were going to
leave again, but we're staying.

I'll wait for you.
Please, answer for once."

We were staying thanks to
the steady job my mom got

after 20 years. - I wasn't
expecting a great school,

But it's close to home.

How long did it take?

One hour.

Maybe it would have been
better in Partinico.

But it's my school. Mine.

The first one.

- I am proud of you, honey.
- I know.

- Happy first day of school.
- Thanks.

To be precise we were staying
because my uncle had connections

and he'd got my mom the job.

Now he had a debt towards
Cosa Nostra and lived in terror

they'd come asking for the bill
asking him to forge things.

- I've brought you chocolates.
- Well done.

- How lovely.
- What a waterfall.

Thanks, Massimo.

- They're lovely.
- So lovely.

Put them away.

It's full.

So lovely. Don't cause damage.

Massimo, what happened?
How can we help?

- Well, I...
- Massimo, what's that face?

- Do you like that face?
- I do.

You have problems.
Don't worry,

those who work for us
must be happy.

- We're a family. - I am happy
to work for you.

I am very happy.

Good. Well? What happened?
Maybe something with the colleagues.

- It's a matter of money.
- No. Maybe he works too much.

- You think? - It's what I wanted
to tell you. I don't work too much.

- I work too little! - Ah!
- I love working for you.

I'd do nothing else in life.
I would always work!

I really like driving with the car
to tax offices,

in small towns, pickpocketing
in the third floor, and accounts...

- I love taxes.
- He loves taxes!

Taxes for me...
taxes and that's it.

- See? - Massimo is happy
with us. - Happy.

- And we're happy to have you here
with us. - You must not worry.

Nobody will touch your position!
- No. - Only the Lord, if he wants,

can send you away you. - So, I...
- Go back to the office.

- Go!
- Thanks!

- Let's taste these chocolates.
- Thank you.

Massimino!

You must do it tonight,
and you must do it well.

What is it?

What do you mean?

Will you be there tonight?

No, hey! I deal with taxes.
I even told the Salvo cousins

that I want taxes. I'm happy
like that. Taxes! - I understood!

But after work,
a game of "tresette".

Tresette, meaning? - What?

A game of cards. What's it called?
Sure! There are...

I thought... I'll break them.

But the account with the honored
society was still open.

Now even my mom's grocery
shopping ended up there.

- Welcome. I am the manager.
- My pleasure. - Come.

- Watch out. - What are they?
- Tiles that fall.

- Fall? - By themselves.
This is an infiltration.

The school's structure is recent
and already so bad off?

You find it bad off? It was better
bombed. What can you do?

- I don't know. Something.
- You must get used to it.

Here is your classroom.

Don't take them to heart
too much.

Know what your predecessor said?
If you're born an idiot, you can't

stick science in your head.
He tried so much, poor thing.

that his heart gave in.
- Is he dead?

Good luck!

The costs would be high
because she wanted to

pay for her original sin...
the recommendation.

Children! Children!

Good morning!

Sit down! Not on my desk,
on the chairs, That's it.

Sit down! Try to be
a bit silent.

- Who are you? - The new teacher,
and you? - I am Elisabetta.

My name is Pia.

- What is it? - The name Pia
sounds good. - Thank you.

- And who are you? - Pinuzzo.
- Isn't a bit late?

- Then I'll go back home.
- Where are you going? Pinuzzo?

Where are you going? Come here.
I said to stop. Where are you going?

To watch sheep.
Knowledge is for gentlemen.

- Who said that to you?
- My father.

Now you'll think that all schools
in Sicily were like that. No.

Schools were varied.
- One can learn many nice

things. Close the door. Go on.

- You even have a computer? - One
per class. - Is the pool outdoors?

- Covered in Winter, open in
Summer. - Is it big?

- Olympic. - Shit!
- We have two tennis courts,

two volleyball courts,
a regular soccer field,

and... two basketball courts,
and even a riding range.

As my father says,
the managing class comes from us.

- On horseback?
- I'm trying to explain to you

why I parted from you. If you come
out of Gonzaga, you aim high.

- If you come out of an ordinary
school... even Alice. - Alice what?

Let's change the subject.
That is not what matters.

What does, is that you will always
be my best friends.

- Even if we're in different.
schools. Bye. - Bye. - Bye!

- Does it mean we are and will
remain poor devils? - So it seems.

Since we'll be poor devils,
let's go to the pine woods.

We have a pact, remember?
We'll go to school as we should.

I don't know if we should pretend
nothing happened with Salvatore.

- He is suffering.
- I don't want to see him.

Send him a postcard
or write him a telegram.

Tell him you are fine and are
returning in a bit. Five, ten years.

At least he'll have to accept it.

- Will you accompany me to dance
today? Even tomorrow. - Sure.

- What's with you now?
- I feel like a turd.

- What're you doing? Don't touch me!
- I am happy you are staying!

But it I don't find the transfer
letter, it is all useless.

What is it?

I'd let you go away like this?
If I hadn't gotten rid of it, who

knows where they'd have sent you?
What do you say to your Cusumano?

- You... look! -It's as if you'd have
told me. - There.

It's shameful! One month just
to be told it is not ready?

Relax. My colleague
is looking for it. It's not serious.

- It got lost. - By itself. - Yes.
The file grew legs

and started walking.
And then got lost!

- "By itself" means that it's not
our fault. - At least the dignity

of taking your responsibility!
- Excuse me. - Who are you?

- I am the manager. What is this?
- One month ago

I requested a new ID card. Not only
is it not ready,

but the request can't be found! Did
you see it strolling around here?

The file? I'll come by tomorrow
and if my ID doesn't show up,

I'll come back with the Carabinieri.
Excuse me!

My gosh. So much fuss for an ID
card! A driver's license is ok. too.

What? Find that shitty file!

Isn't a driver's license
valid, too?

Madam! Where are you going?
No, the exit is this way.

I'm coming.
Madam, I want to apologize.

It's our responsibility.
If you leave me your address,

we'll send you the ID card
to your home.

I appreciate your apology but
I won't accept a favor treatment.

- I just want what is my right.
- No favoritisms.

Consider it a modest
indemnity for the poor service.

You see this expression?
It doesn't promise anything good.

At that moment my father saw
the female version of himself.

- Thanks. - The famous soul mate.
- I'm sorry I raised my voice.

- I go out of my mind when facing
public insolence. - I understand.

Ah... at the Regione.
You're a public official, too.

- At the legal office.
- Tell me something.

Are the things they write in the
papers on the president, true?

- It depends on the papers.
- The papers say that he...

is trying to straighten things up.
- More than that. A revolution!

He wants to stop the waste of
contract money, public money!

When I have your ID card
I will call you.

- And with the same astonishment
she understood too. - Thanks.

Like two samples
of a very rare species that meet.

Piersanti Mattarella,
exponent of the Sicilian D.C.

arrived without a commotion
to the presidency of the Regione.

He had inaugurated great
reforms with urban regulations,

an economical programming law,
and cleaning of the structure.

As the councilor for public works

who was a great friend
of these gentlemen here.

- They transferred him!
- The public works now go

"ad interim" to the president.
- What the hell does that mean?

- That he kept it. - Him?
- Him. - Who does he think he is?

- I'll tell you. He thinks he's the
Father Almighty. - Father Almighty.

We get contracts from the
holy spirit!

And Andreotti?
What does Andreotti say?

Andreotti...
nothing for the time being.

He'd better say something.
We must build homes,

streets, hospitals here.
- And school! - Right.

Because if you're here in Palermo,
it's thanks to me.

"Tragedies are like tiles...

that fall on the head of the king."
- Oh!

- Why must you bother me?
- What is it? - Don "ammuttari"!

- Push, not "ammuttari".
- I've no room. I'm left handed.

It is not your fault.

Children, the situation
is not easy

but if we learn to share,
the situation will be easier.

This is really too much.
Wait here. Don't move!

Good morning! Good morning!

Come in! Don't tell me you already
want to run away, Miss Melfi?

- A piece of plaster fell!
- Did anyone get hurt?

- Fortunately, not. -Then everything
is fine. You scared me.

Everything is fine?
I think it is dangerous.

- They are one on top of the other.
- Know what your predecessor did?

He took some kids,
gave them notes,

and had them stay home
for a week, creating room.

He aired out the class! They
don't need a school diploma.

Miss Melfi!

- Hi, mom.
- Hi, Salvo.

You think it's right that schools
exist where one goes on horseback

and become the governing class
and schools where there's nothing?

- What does it mean?
- Fofo says it.

Angela, the plates! My love,
what matters is studying.

Only if you study can you do what
you want in life or nothing changes.

- Yes, in Fofo's school... - Don't
look at who's better off than you!

To live happily, you must always
look at who is worse off. Clear?

It'd like to show you where I teach.
They don't even have air

and parents tell them how important
it is to study, because it is.

Knowing, my love,
knowing is everything.

- Only knowing makes a person
free. Understand? -I'm going out.

- You didn't do the dishes! Where are
you going? - The movies with Marco.

- To see what? -"The Chinese shroud".
- It's called "syndrome".

- You know what syndrome means?
- Sure!

- It's the 3rd time you're going.
- We're seeing it again.

It's an important film. "The
Holy Shroud"... Syndrome. Bye.

I don't think she'll become free.

We must see the film this time.

You'll only kiss me
during the interval.

- And if your folks don't return...
- Angela, I don't have time.

- My mother...
- What?

I must accompany her to buy
groceries. I must go this time.

- And so?
- Ten minutes for an ice-cream?

Since you've been with that girl,
three failing grades.

- Four! - Ah! - Two 5 and a half,
and two 6 minus.

You think you'll be someone in life
with these grades?

- If you want to show us something
be brave and get a 2! - Done.

- Are you kidding?
- It's incredible.

You won't see her every day.
I can't stand you being so tired.

- Good evening!
- Good evening. Pia!

- What is it? Weren't you not going
to set foot in my home? - In yours.

Not in my sister's,
but it's the same thing.

- Calling it "home" is a big
compliment. - What can you do?

We don't all have your
possibilities.

I am glad about the teaching job,
but the school is destroyed.

- Built ten years ago, it's already
falling apart. - Poor kids.

I'm saying it for them. I would
like to know who got money on it.

"Sciroccate" is a way
of saying "wrong".

They "ate" a lot with it.

Because they don't build as they
did in the past

when common assets
were respected!

But things will change.

In this case, what does
"they ate" mean?

Whoever took the money to build
the school, did so badly,

but he put the money in his pocket.
- Why paint the world like this

to two young people full of hope?
Let's trust them. They are little

and absorb like sponges. - Bravo!
One must be trustful, trustful!

You'll see that things
are changing. Really!

- What is all this optimism?
- When I frown, it's not good.

- When I'm optimistic, I am too
much. - Dad is right. - Be quiet.

- You're more handsome as an
optimist? - No.

It's that today I met a person
who is at the Regione.

- A very capable person.
- What did he tell you?

That President Mattarella is
really doing things.

In fact, Marina called it
a revolution!

- Who? - Marina.
- Yes, the Regione colleague.

The Regione colleague that he
met today, very capable...

Stop it. The point is, cleaning
in finally being done.

Especially in public contracts,
Mattarella sent away a counselor,

a man who was tied to a Mafia
builder, the same who built

your school, maybe, Pia.
His name is Spatola. - He choked.

My friend Spatola,
great builder.

You must thank him
for Piuzza.

Thank you very much.
You saved a family.

- Masino's desire for me,
is an order. - Dear friend.

I am counting on your
interest, alright?

- Half a word. - Because, if in
Palermo... - It's thanks to you.

I kiss your hands.

Massimo, what are you doing?

- Ah, no... - I had you come here
to remind you of something.

What you do... taxes, no taxes,
I decide!

Me!

Just as I decide whether
to find Piuzza a teaching job,

and closing an eye
on your brother-in-law. I decide!

Huh?

- I won't forget it.
- Remember that!

My word.

Bravo.

"Say hello to Pia".
- Certainly.

- She says hello too.
- And don't shoot bullshit.

In fact.

What is going on?
Children, what is it?

Pinuzzo! Leave him alone.
Let me see. Pinuzzo!

Well?

- Did you hurt yourself? - Pinuzzo
has a head as hard as pumpkin.

Thank heavens. My dear!

Get a chair, notebook and pen.
Come on!

Come on, children. Bring the chairs
here. We'll have our lesson here.

- In the courtyard. You like it?
- Yes!

It's sunny, there's air. See how
nice it is? Shall we hurry?

You have energy only to play?
Come on!

- Isn't it nice to have lessons
outdoors? - Yes! - You've notebooks?

- Yes! - The pens? Very good.
I'll read a dramatic excerpt,

a short story. "Pasqualino,
thinking". - What is going on?

- Nothing. Why? I'm holding a lesson.
- If the principal knew!

- What would happen?
- That you're here!

- You can't stay out here.
- Tell the principal that I will

return when the kids have a suitable
place, not a disgusting classroom.

Aren't you leaving?
And tell him

I won't send them home
just to make room.

You want to read? Here, page 22.
Pasqualino, in a loud voice.

"Pasqualino, in thinking of the
praising words, while going home..."

- The teacher, Miss Melfi wants to
stay outside. - I'll make a call.

Miss Miciche, it's Giammaresi
from the... yes, me.

No, I was calling to tell you that
your ID card is ready.

If you want to come by
this morning... You can't?

In how long?

Miss, but... are you sure?

- Quickly.
- Am I late? - A bit.

- They wouldn't let me in.
- Call me by my first name. - Yes?

- Marina.
- Lorenzo. - Come on.

- Miciche, hurry or you'll lose
it. - These are my colleagues.

- My pleasure. - Lorenzo Giammaresi.
- We know each other. - No

- At Gonzaga! Yes. - No. - You were
Corradino's classmate. - Who?

- Corradino Carnemolla. -Right
now I can't... -Pro Mattarella, huh?

Marina, wait.
Before I forget. Your ID card!

Let's go.

Marina had invited him to see
the meeting of the 2 presidents,

Mattarella and Pertini. If my dad
had been invited to go to

the home of the Rolling Stones
for a personal concert, it would

not have had the same effect.
- What's this? - Vice king's room.

I have never been here.

- Be silent. - There's even
television.- Pertini?

- He's sitting down. Look!
- I see him. He seems touched.

The visit to the President
of the Republic,

was not a normal institutional one,
an exchange of favors.

It was something more. Pertini
wanted to be close to Mattarella,

not leave him alone when in the
corrupted swamp of Sicily Regione

he would have attacked
the Mafia and its friends.

We still have ahead of us,
great obstacles and resistance.

We are aware of it. First of all,
the Mafia damage.

The behavior of each, must be
coherent to this objective

and we ask you, President,
to associate our call with

yours, from a high
political and moral conscience.

For a higher level
of co-habitation,

so that each person every day
will push away Mafia behavior

and not kneel before it.

This must be possible for
many young people

that are anxious
for renovation,

so desiring for more
justice, so much alive,

so careful of everything
that happens.

It must be more possible
for the new generation of Sicilians

to solve this sad and isolated
phenomenon and defeat it forever.

- Massimino!
- Hi, friend.

- Did you hear what the
president says? - Shit!

- He says he'll take us back in A
Series in 2 years. - In the Regione.

- Not the Palermo team.
- No.

Things that aren't right.
Lots of people are worried that

we won't build anymore.
Many workers don't have a salary.

And that is not right.

- Why are you telling me?
- I am telling you

because if now even teachers
complain about builders,

men and women teachers...

Let's go!

What is it?
Where are you going?

- My brother. - What does he want?
- I came to get Pinuzzo.

- Why? - The sheep ran away.
We must get them back.

Can't you wait for school
to be over?

Yes, you'd like it. Meanwhile,
the sheep will end up in Messina.

Teacher, we need them to live.

Pinuzzo needs the school
in the same way.

Really? It seems that you are
grazing here, too.

Carmelo, the teacher has us
stay here

because inside there, the others
treat us like sheep.

She is not like the others.

- Did your father send you?
- Yes.

Tell your father you came to school
and that Pinuzzo wanted to go back

but the teacher wouldn't let him.
She'd have called the Carabinieri.

Also tell him that knowing isn't
just for gentlemen.

If you take away Pinuzzo, it'll be
a huge mistake. Understand?

I understand. He'll become
as stupid as his brother.

If even one sheep is missing
tonight, I'll slap you.

- Marco, I'm back.
- Hi, mom. Angela is here.

- Huh?
- Angela is here.

Great.

- She's a bit tense.
- So I heard.

- Lately I didn't do well. -For two 5
and a half, after the 9s and 10s?

- And the 2? - Surely you didn't get
that grade. She adores you.

You know how my mother is.
She'll want me bending over books.

Not going shopping?

Why didn't you say you had to go
home to study?

- The truth? - Yes, please..
- I was ashamed.

- We could've studied together.
- In fact, it's what we're doing.

Because I asked you.
I've only 5 and a half grades.

You have 5 and a half
in all subjects.

You see?
You think I am an idiot.

- No. It's that you care less about
getting certain grades. - Right.

I am more under pressure.
You know how my folks care.

Even for what I will do
tomorrow.

Marco, my folks believe in my
future too. I care, too.

So do I.
I care about myself and you.

Forgive me. Now we'll study hard.
You'll see how our future will be.

- Ours?
- Ours.

- I'm back!
- Hi, dad.

Dad, what is it?

Where is mom?

Pia!

I saw an event
of historical importance.

I was there for the encounter
between Mattarella and Pertini.

Wow.

- Where? - At the Regione,
the Normans building.

- I told you, the colleague of mine.
- Yes, you told me.

Through her.

You should have seen how
Pertini was attentively listening.

Mattarella's speech was
important and serious.

Then we all went to eat
with the Regione employees.

Marina introduced me.

- Still her?
- Yes, my Regione colleague.

This hand, Salvo,
this hand, Pia!

This hand shook the hand
of President Mattarella.

Come here.
Let me caress you.

Are you kidding? Are you the Pope
that you caress him like that?

Yes, I am exaggerating.

But it was like music,
music for honest people.

- Even mom did something
great today. - Really?

She took her class outside.

- Good for you. On a field trip?
- No, in the garden.

Until they fix the school she won't
let them inside. It's a protest.

Did you really do that, Pia?

Everyone must have the right
to build a better future.

Exactly. Why not?

- It's our uncle.
- He's already here.

- Even tonight. - No, I made
"mulinciane" for my mother.

I can't take them to her, so Massimo
will. I'll be right back.

I know why you are here.

How the hell can it be possible
that a woman arrives in a place

and causes a commotion
the second day?

- What can I say?
- What can you say?

After two days I realized
I had to do something.

I can't just watch
and not do anything!

Is that a problem?
Do I risk anything?

You? Of course not, Pia.

It is not nice with the person
who put you there.

It seems you're not happy.
You don't like where you are?

Me? I'm very happy.

- Well, then?
- The kids.

- What? - They are forced
to be in a terrible school.

There is nothing.
Everything is missing.

You'd send your child to a school
where plaster falls on his head?

- I don't have a child.
- So what? Consider that.

I don't know. Angela and Salvatore.
You'd have them go there?

Excuse me.
Even Lorenzo said that

there's this Mattarella
who wants to fix things.

He wants to fix the schools,
hospitals and poor people's homes.

- Can't you hold still for 5 minutes?
- What'll I do in the meantime?

Light a candle to the Madonna
and ask her,

"Please don't let anything fall
on the head of my kids"?

- Of course not.
- There you go.

Massimo, tell me the truth.

Does this create problems for you?

If these good builders find out
what certain teachers are doing,

what do you think they'll do?

What will they do?

No, it doesn't create problems.

You know what? If it bothers
someone, too bad for him.

- Kids before everything.
- Yes.

You're a good woman, Pia.

- Will you come up? - No. I'm
going. Patrizia is waiting for me.

- I made "muliciane".
You eat them. - Thank you.

- Let me know how they are. Bye.
- Bye.

- Thank you.
- Forget it. Be a good girl!

What the hell will I do now?

My uncle didn't go
to Patrizia right away.

- What're you doing? - What do you
want? I'm going around the city.

He went around the city
the whole time,

waiting for that burden
on his stomach to go away,

and that in its place,
a way out would appear.

- Where the hell is it?
- What're you looking for? - This.

We'll put those two in here,
the tax collector and the teacher.

- The Melfis, Pia and Massimo.
- Them!

No!

Massimo, what is it?

Lorenzo, you're not sleeping?

- Does the light bother you?
- No.

Do you really think Mattarella
will change things?

He's already doing it. But he needs
that right people to do it.

People like you, who, to defend
the rights of your students

go against everyone.

- People like you, huh?
- That, too.

In fact, I want to tell you
something.

I will apply for the contest
to enter the Regione.

- You'll leave the registry office?
- Yes. No more bureaucracy,

certificates, ID cards
and Cusumano.

I will go where things
can really be changed.

Tomorrow I'll prepare
all the cards.

Even Marina said I am wasted
at the registry office.

Well, if Marina said it...

I will say it, too. I am sure
that you can make it, Lorenzo.

It is a good idea. They don't do
jack shit all day at the Regione.

They retire six years
before we do.

Lots of benefits and annuities.
A real bed of roses.

Some go in a bathing suit.

You can't imagine the cafeteria!
There is everything,

a huge menu, like in
the best Italian restaurants.

Cusumano, the Regione
is not a place like the others.

You can really change things
there.

Don't worry.
We'll change things.

Why do you say,
"we'll change"?

Do we want to break
such an association?

I'll come too.
We'll both try, you and me.

We'll go to paradise together.
Understand?

So it's true that you're going?

- Where are we going?
- Lore'!

Tomorrow no school. Let's go
to my mom's school and protest!

If it's for a just cause...
But then we'll go to the pine woods.

Great! What'll we write here?

I was thinking,
"No schools for poor devils".

- Where's Fofo? - He should be here.
- I said he wouldn't come.

He doesn't care about poor
children with broken down schools.

- He must be playing tennis on
horseback. - Or he forgot.

- Hello? It's Salvatore. Is Fofo
at home? - No. Why?

- He was to come to my home. - No.
He took Alice to dance school.

- Can you give me the address?
- Via Liberta.

- Thank you. Fofo isn't coming.
- Where are you going? - To Fofo'.

- And where is Fofo?
- At dance school.

One, two, three, five, six.

Cambre!

- Salvatore!
- Alice.

- Who is he? - Giammaresi
Salvatore, her boyfriend.

- It's not true.
- Yes, it is. - No, it's not.

Get away! Alice, wait.

Go away, Salvatore.
I don't want to talk to you.

- Why?
- That will teach you to vanish.

- I didn't vanish.
- Yes, you did.

- I had to flee from the Mafia.
- Mafia, again?

I swear, my uncle came to get
us and we went on a ship.

- I even wrote to you.
- It's not true.

- I sent you letters.
- That's not true.

- I swear. - Then why
didn't I get anything?

- Exactly. - Maybe the Swiss
mail isn't working well.

Everyone knows
that everything works there.

- You make things up, as usual.
- No, I don't.

Yes, you do. I don't want
anything to do with you.

I can't trust you.

Alice, come.

I don't make things up.

- Elisabetta, what are you
doing here? - The manager is staring.

I know, but let's pretend it's fine.
Go and sit down.

Tell me what you did yesterday.
You don't laugh, what did you do?

What's going on?

Don't get up.
It might be dangerous.

Don't get up.
Massimo, what is it?

Since you were right,
I asked my friends for help.

- For what?
- This school is shit.

What are you doing?
You can't stay here.

We're taking pictures of the
garden, it's a pit.

- Are you mad? - Where will
the kids play?

You can't stay here.

Let's have a tour inside
so we can see the real horror.

- I'm calling the police. - Only
the sly ate here.

Sly, who?
- Can you tell me what happened?

- You want to change things? - Yes.
- Then let's change them.

Shit, you talk so much.

- Kids, don't worry.
- We're here too.

It's the best day of my life.

- See? - I took you
Huey, Dewey and Louie. - I'm proud.

My uncle had managed to get
everyone to agree in one go.

My mom, my dad,
the right and left-wing press.

Go!

Good evening, everyone.

Hi.

You've cut your hair.

- She's still beautiful.
- Mummy's girl.

This time you took me
by surprise.

I wasn't expecting this from you.
I have to apologise.

Better late than never.
Go on, I like it.

Don't get used to it.

- Can I sit on the throne?
- Please. It's the place of honour.

- I deserve it.
- I'll sit next to Patrizia.

No, I don't like formality.

And he made the mafia men
happy too.

At least the ones called to sort
the Newton school.

I'll make a dish you love.
Guess what it is?

- What? - "Sarde and beccafico".
Great

Because emergencies, when
there's no time to compete or

check, are the fortune of
louts and charlatans, then as today.

If in Palermo people study,
it's thanks to me.

- You've fixed it well.
- Thanks, Don Masino.

When you reason with your
belly, you make me angry.

Because in the end,
the belly's close to your dick.

I like it when you use your brain.

You have that extra grit.

Exactly, Don Masino.
That's what I am asking you.

To make me work hard
where I can use my brain.

Because I belong to you,
you have to know this.

I don't think I'm suited for...

for certain things.

- "Certain things?"
- Yes, let's say...

- Massimo, you're offending me.
- No, please.

After all I've done
for you and your family.

You're coming here
and spitting in my plate?

- Don Masino...
- Kneel.

I treated you like a son.

- Don Masino.
- Quiet!

- You're done for. - Please,
give me another chance.

Please, Don Masino!

Please.

I didn't mean what I said.

Please,
Don Masino, I beg you.

Please.

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