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The Judge and the Minor

- Stay where you are. - Let's go!

Out the way!

- What happened? - An accident.

Poor things! No one's helping!

They're goners.

Look, that's money! And a pistol!

- Please call someone. - Yes, here come the police.

Get back, he's got a gun.

- Give me the gun! - I don't understand.

Come with us.

Let's pull them out, it doesn't look serious.

What do you want? We haven't done anything.

No questions!

- What's all this noise? - We need the photos for our article.

Sure, shall I get him to pose as well?

Guys, in here.

The press later!

- Your honour, what are you doing here? - I'm wondering the same thing.

- Didn't you recognise Mr. Serra? - No, he had a gun in his hand.

Come on! No more photos!

So it's true the police arrest innocent people.

Just imagine the headline; "The law looks nobody in the face"

He was identified by chance in a Milan police station.

Where the deputy public prosecutor, Marco Serra...

had been taken by mistake, along with two hoodlums.

Now we ask ourselves, if it had been a regular citizen instead, what would...

- That's enough, Mirella. - Why?

I'm fed up of these journalists with their pointless arguments.

They're not upset with you. They're upset with the system.

And they're right. What if it had been someone else?

I bet you never thought of that. Imagine the fear.

- Stop it! - What's so bad?

No, let her speak, I'm interested. Let's hear the voice of protest.

No, you're too handsome to protest against, you're too photogenic.

My father, the most handsome and most severe judge in Milan.

An unwavering servant of the law. A judge for all seasons.

No, I'll go, it must be Cinzia.

- Do you want something to drink? - Yes, one last drop then dinner.

I'll lay the table.

- You're very photogenic. - Yes, I heard.

- How's your father? - He's still in the clinic.

- I'm sorry to hear it. - He's getting better.

My mother's always there, like they're in a hotel.

- They're having another honeymoon. - Can I finish my homework at Cinzia's?

- Okay. - Thanks.

- Don't be late. - You're leaving?

- Your husband said it was okay. - Without eating?

- There's so much to eat at my place. - I have a suggestion...

Why doesn't Cinzia stay here while her father's in the clinic?

Thanks, I'll talk to my mother.

Be good, you two! Do you mind?

No, not at all.

- Sorry, Laura. - You wouldn't have said sorry before.

- What would I have done? - You'd have taken advantage.

I'm getting old.

- Where is it? - You know something.

I was watching you and Mirella earlier.

Have you seen my lighter?

- Sorry, you were saying? - Nothing.

I just wanted to say that Mirella's all grown up now.

- You don't notice but she's a woman. - A woman?

Nonsense.

What are you thinking?

Mirella's still just a girl.

She's sixteen, it's not a small number.

Not for her, or for us.

Sometimes I feel like I'm living in a different world.

Like I've lost contact with reality.

It's like I'm scared.

Hearing you talk like that, you're starting to scare me now.

- What do you think? - That you're very tired, dear.

- Laura. - Yes, Marco?

We're sometimes faced with uncomfortable facts...

That we think are harmless.

But they're not.

They leave their mark.

From that moment, everything changes without you even realising.

I was watching you too.

And I must say that you're looking real good after sixteen years of marriage.

Do you really mean that?

Police!

That's impossible! You must know who did this to you!

- How many were there? - Leave me alone!

That's enough! Later!

I need to speak to the judge.

You got me again this time, but you were too hard on my client.

- Nice client! - Don't exaggerate!

You could let me win one every now and then.

- Isn't that illegal? - I'd better shut up or you'll arrest me.

That would be a good idea.

Looking for me?

- Yes, I was coming to you. - What is it?

The DA has already called twice.

I'll go now.

- Anything else? - No.

Wait for me. I need to speak to you.

- At last, my dear Serra. - You were looking for me?

- I was in court. - I know.

- What is it about? - Read this, at the bottom of the page.

"Sixteen year old brutally raped by a plumber"

- So? - You're on external duty this week.

- Yes, I think so. - Good, then you can take it on.

- Me? - Personally.

We all know it happens every day but that's the point.

The newspapers are full of stories like this.

The trouble is, no one's surprised anymore.

People are used to it now.

Like these things are normal. It's absurd.

I know you usually take on more important cases.

But unfortunately these are difficult times.

It can't go on like this.

We can't allow the rape of a girl to be considered normal.

Mariani, that plumber...

He's already behind bars based on the girl's mother's testimony.

- I'll try to do my best. - Give it all you've got.

I know I can count on you.

You're the right man for the job.

- Urgent documents for Mr. Serra. - Leave it with me.

- There's a file for you. - Will you come next door, please.

Thanks.

- You had something to tell me? - Yes.

I was assigned it this morning and I wanted to talk to you about it.

Two highschool students were viciously attacked.

One of them is in critical condition.

Looks it was an ambush organised by a gang of extremists...

Left or right, we don't know, but thugs all the same.

It appears to be a quarrel, but there's something else going on.

Follow the investigation.

I have some good news for you.

You'll be moving up to chambers soon.

I've given them my full endorsement. Congratulations.

- I don't know how to thank you. - You've been a perfect auditor.

I just said the truth.

- Keep working as you've done until now. - I owe it all to you.

- You'll be an excellent judge. - Thanks you.

- It's you, Laura. - Mirella's come back from school.

- She seems strange. - Is she sick?

Just a slight fever, but I called to tell you to cancel dinner with the Berti's.

- It's best Mirella stays at home. - Is it serious?

No, don't worry.

- How's it going? - How do you expect?

- You're hot. - I'm better.

- Shouldn't you go to bed? - It's just a headache.

- You always exaggerate. - Then why did you come back from school?

- Because I didn't feel like staying. - If your father heard you.

What would he do? Give me a life sentence?

No, wait, I'll go.

No, it's just that my daughter's suddenly come back from school.

So, you know...

Okay.

Yes. Goodbye.

- Who was it? - A friend.

Take it. You'll feel better.

- Do you have to go out? - Yes.

- But I won't be gone long. - Take your time, I'll be okay.

Okay. Bye then.

- Well? What's going on? - Nothing.

Are you regretting accepting this invitation?

- I don't know yet. - Then what's wrong?

I came running to you as soon as we docked.

I didn't even take off my uniform.

- When are you leaving again? - Possibly the day after tomorrow.

I brought you something from Mexico City.

What?

It's an Indio necklace. Are you happy?

- You shouldn't have. - Why not? I felt like it.

- Do you like it? - A lot.

- Say it again. - A lot.

No, please!

Don't tell me you've never cheated on your husband.

- It may seem strange but it's true. - Okay, I believe you.

It's true. And I shouldn't have come here.

You don't seem like upper class snob, but you are.

- It's not that. - It is, it is.

But that's what I like about you.

All upper class women have a lover.

No, please, stop!

You're right, let's not waste this time we have, it should be better.

I'll take care of it.

Mariani, move it! Get up.

Well? Have you all woken up?

- Don't push. - I'm not pushing.

I'm not going to run off.

Listen, I know you well.

When you're in front of the judge, try to appease him.

Don't be the usual asshole or he'll send you straight back to your cell.

You need to be careful.

Now, write the general details.

Luigi Mariani, born... It's written in the file.

Resident, etcetera...

Come forward. Have you seen the arrest warrant?

Have you seen the arrest warrant?

Sit down.

Have you read the charge sheet?

Where it says that you, on the 25th of April...

Wait, I'll check.

No, on the 24th of April...

Finding yourself in the apartment of Annetta Rossi, age 16...

You assaulted and raped her.

Well?

What have you got to say?

I don't know.

You raped Annetta Rossi, do you admit it or not?

No, I just screwed her, that's all.

- Were you aware of her age? - She didn't seem under-age.

The way she behaved.

- Where did you meet her? - In the toilet.

Her mother asked me to fix a leak which turned out to be nothing.

You called me here just to tighten this sump?

Then what happened?

The next day she came down to my shop to tell me there was a leak.

I'd like to know who keeps loosening this damned sump!

- It must loosen itself. - Yes, there are ghosts here!

She was alone because her mother wasn't there, does that make sense?

Yes, it does.

- Can I use it now? - No!

Yes!

Yes.

Her mother arrived right at that moment, damn it!

I pretended to work on the sink.

The other time when I got lucky, I was working on the sump...

And she just appears there, naked.

Naked!

- She was teasing me! - She was in her bedroom.

How could you see her from the bathroom?

If you were in the bathroom, how could you see her?

I could see her! I could see her real good!

From what I understand, you can't see her bedroom from the bathroom.

Who told you that? Have you been there?

Remind me to have a look.

Now write...

Due to the late hour, the interview is postponed to tomorrow.

Date and signature.

Guard.

Take him away.

That's enough for today.

He talks a lot of nonsense, but he's not so bad.

- What about the girl? - The same thing happened to me.

- Girls today are more... - Do you realise what you're saying?

I'm saying that maybe he's the real victim here.

That's enough.

There's a tendency to gloss over certain things which are in fact a crime.

It's like people just aren't interested.

- But everything can be justified now. - Sure.

So we reach the absurd point where my assistant admits to the same crime.

- Sometimes I doubt myself. - Yes, I understand.

- Pretty! - What?

- Your necklace. - Yes.

It really is very pretty. I'd like to get one like that.

- Where did you buy it? - On Via Manzoni.

Excuse me, I have a terrible headache.

- Do you mind, dear? - Of course not.

I'll read a little then I'll join you.

You should get to bed as well, it's late.

Your mother's right. You never want to get up in the morning.

I don't know if I should ask. That necklace, would you give it to me?

That depends on your grades.

Look, have you seen these bruises?

Don't worry, they'll be gone in a couple of days.

I've got a couple myself. Right here.

I'd rather have got them from someone in bed.

Nice! Very politically correct!

- That pyjama's pretty. - I should have another set.

Here.

May I?

Come in.

Is he here...

Sorry, they wrote it down...

I haven't got my glasses.

- The assistant district attorney... - Serra.

- Yes! - That's me.

You wanted to see me?

- Do you work with Mariani? - Yes, but I don't know anything.

- I'll tell you right now. - About what?

- Pity. - Then I can go?

Sit down.

Do you know Annetta Rossi?

- Yes. - Tell me about her.

There's not much to say, I only saw her once.

When she came into the shop to report the fault and call my colleague.

- Before? - No.

- Never seen her? - If I did, I don't remember.

- Yes, maybe. - So it's a yes?

No, maybe not. I said I don't remember.

You're putting words in my mouth.

How did your colleague behave in front of her?

Normally, like everyone else.

He's no rapist, he's just a regular guy.

- You're married, right? - Yes, but so what?

- You have a 14-year-old daughter. - And?

What would you do if someone attacked her?

What? I'll smash their face in!

What's that got to do with it? Mine's still a little girl.

That one isn't. She was more than ready.

With her flirting, her glances.

What are you doing? Are you getting angry?

Your honour, you know better than me what prostitutes are like.

Right?

Our prisons really are small.

It isn't just your colleague who should be inside.

You see I'm right? He's a normal guy.

If a girl teases you...

- Get out. - No, I mean it's only normal if...

- Get out! - Whatever you say.

I went to the hospital. The kid's willing to testify.

Good, let me know as soon as you hear anything.

- There is something. - Documented?

I haven't checked all of them but there's an organised gang behind those thugs.

Keep going and don't let anyone stop you.

- It's what I plan to do. - What's next?

The investigation's only just started and I need that boy's signed deposition.

- Have you asked for protection? - You think it's necessary?

- They wouldn't dare harm a judge. - Yes, of course.

Either way, be very, very careful, and good luck.

Why's he wearing shades? To hide his pretty eyes?

- Why then? - You know why.

Pippo punched him when he caught us together.

- You're impossible. - No, he's just impulsive.

There's an assembly tomorrow evening, shall we go?

- We'll be out till late. - I know how to get around my mother.

- What do you mean? - I found out she's screwing some pilot.

- Neat! Race cars? - No, airplanes, he's also hot.

Yes? And who's your father sleeping with?

- No, he's very faithful. - You know something? I'd sleep with him.

- Sleeping with a judge must be fun. - I'm not sure my mother agrees.

Are you going to tell me why I'm still here?

You're only keeping me here because you want to shut me up!

That's enough. I suggest you change the subject.

Why won't you believe me?

She's the one who wanted to screw me!

I was minding my own damned business!

She says her mother sent her down because of the leak.

She knew her mother wouldn't be there because she had to go to work.

Why did you go up if you knew it was an excuse?

Because I'm not stupid, that's why.

- Finally! - What's broken this time?

- You won't believe it. - Look, I haven't got time to waste.

That depends on you.

God damn it! Someone's messing with me.

I fixed this last night. I tighten it and she loosens it.

- I tighten it and she loosens it... - Why don't you squeeze it tighter?

Seeing as we're here, why don't you loosen me?

So I said to myself, there are two things going on here.

Either she's sick or she's a hooker. You want to know?

She's a hooker.

- I'll show you! - Show me then.

- I'll tell Mummy! - I'll show her as well.

- Don't make me run! - Will you give me 100,000 lira?

Yes, I'll give it to you, but don't make me run like this.

- You'll give it to me? - Damn it, I'll give it you!

You see what she wanted? 100,000 lira.

But I didn't give it to her, I'm not stupid.

I could screw ten hookers for 100,000 lira.

There's no respect anymore.

She got angry and threatened to report me, I didn't believe her...

And this is where I've ended up. In jail because of that hooker.

In jail because of a hooker.

Because of a hooker, your honour! Where are you going?

Where are you going?

You don't get it, but she's a whore, a whore!

It's me, Laura.

Mirella.

- Good evening. - It's you, good evening.

- Is no one home? - Your wife had to go out.

She left you a message.

Sorry, dear, I've gone to my mother's, she's not very well.

Don't worry, I might be late, or I may even stay the night.

Either way, I'll let you know. Don't worry, it's nothing serious.

Mirella?

She's gone to get the answers to our maths homework, we couldn't do it.

What a system. You'll never learn that way.

What use it will be.

- How come you stayed at home? - I didn't feel well.

Listen, seeing as no one's here, would you mind if I serve dinner?

- To make myself useful. - Sure, go ahead.

It won't take long, your wife's already prepared everything.

Flipper, it's for you!

- Something's come up. - I'm playing!

You, scram.

- What is it? - They called from the hospital.

- What happened? - That asshole wants to talk.

There's a judge questioning him. He'll tell her everything.

- Holy shit, then we'd better move! - I'd say so, let's go.

Just when I was winning.

Let's go have a look.

- There, is that her? - Yes, that must be her.

- What has that asshole told her? - We can find out, I'll take care of it.

Don't be an idiot, we need authorisation.

After that mess in Genoa.

Are you going to tell me what's wrong?

I'm tired, I can't take anymore of the checks and the passengers.

Are you sick? Has something happened?

- No. - Well?

Sorry, Rita, but I need to speak to someone.

- If I can't tell my best friend. - Go on, I'm listening.

Come on, what is it?

I found out that Judge Serra's daughter is a member of a radical organisation.

- How did her father react? - He doesn't know.

I'm leading the investigation, and I still haven't told anyone.

It's not that bad, these kids are all part of some political organisation.

- Sure, Serra's daughter... - No, it isn't just any organisation.

Unfortunately they're also not small fry. You won't believe the names involved.

This goes right up to the top. These are very important people.

- Charges? - Corruption.

- Crimes against the state, mass murder. - Don't say anymore.

And Serra's daughter's involved?

No, she's only involved in some minor scuffles and things like that.

That's serious as well. I was hoping for a lesser charge, but...

But it's not like that. Someone talked and I found out the rest.

Go to Serra and tell him everything.

You don't have a choice.

I get it, you're still not over him. You still love him.

Things are getting complicated. We'd better go back to base.

This is the place.

- Where? - Up on the first floor.

It's very run down.

They're turning it into a residential area, it's all due to be demolished.

- What will happen to all these people? - Right.

Come in.

Good morning.

- Judge Serra. - Good morning.

- You're Miss Rossi, right? - Yes.

- Annetta's mother. - Yes.

- Is she at home? - She hasn't left her room since...

Annetta!

- The judge wants to meet you. - Now you've met me, are you happy?

Do you mind if we have a look around?

- No, go ahead. - Where's the bathroom?

- No bathroom, just a toilet. - What is it, your honour?

They don't believe me. They've come to check.

Isn't that right?

I'm sorry, but she's not herself anymore.

That bastard has ruined her.

She listened to me before, she studied hard.

She goes to school, you know?

All her teachers have always spoken highly of her.

She's in the fourth year of accounting. She could get her diploma next year.

One of her teachers even comes here to help her.

Yes, and a friend of my late husband promised her a job in his office.

As a secretary.

There are so many kind people who want to help her.

And she needs it, you know, since the death of my poor husband.

We barely get by on his pension.

I work nights doing cleaning work in a factory.

But it's hard. There's never enough money.

Now they're going to demolish this house. Where will we end up?

All these sacrifices!

Now she doesn't want to go back to school, she feels ashamed!

He's ruined her! That bastard!

That pervert's ruined my daughter!

And he's ruined me as well!

That dirty pervert!

- What's wrong? - Nothing.

It's not true.

I was looking at this room.

- It's a room like any other. - Precisely.

You're used to hotels all around the world, but for me...

Finding myself in any hotel in my city, you get it?

- No. - I know you don't.

- Are you disappointed? - No, I'm just thinking of the future.

- Does that include me? - Maybe, but what will it be?

You'll leave, and then you'll come back, and we'll meet here.

Or in another room like this one.

- An affair like any other. - Stop it, don't say that.

- Thanks. - Shall I turn on the TV?

- No, I still have work to do. - I can study next door.

- No, stay. - As you wish, your honour.

- Some wine? - Yes.

- There you go. - Good.

- Bon appetit. - Thank you.

- You're not eating? - I'm not hungry, maybe later.

- Trying to stay in shape? - I'll be just over there.

You really don't want anything?

Yes, I'll have something. Some fruit.

I'll take an orange.

Do you want an apple?

An apple.

I like the scent it leaves on the fingers.

You really are little girl.

Mirella, where are you? You left Cinzia here all alone.

Yes, I know, but the homework's difficult, I'll be back in an hour.

- Just be quick. - Say hello to Cinzia for me.

- Okay, but please hurry up. - Okay, bye.

Cinzia.

Why are you crying? Come on, tell me.

Don't tell me you're upset about what I said?

I'm not a little girl.

- Let's not do anything silly. - It's not silly.

I'm not a little girl anymore.

Mirella.

- It's you. - Will you get in for a second?

- Were you looking for my father? - No, I was looking for you.

Well you've found me. What did you want to tell me?

You know exactly what this is about.

And don't play dumb, you're in trouble up to your neck.

Trouble?

You took part in a political beating and the poor kid almost died.

- Me? - Yes, you.

- Are you crazy? - Mirella, please!

- I have to see your father soon. - Say hello.

You really are stupid.

You've no idea how important this case is for me.

But I'm willing to keep this a secret. I'm willing to bury it.

If you promise me something.

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

You know what I'm talking about. It's no use pretending.

I just don't understand why you did it, but it doesn't matter.

What matters is keeping you out of it.

Maybe they brainwashed you with ideas about a revolution...

Order and justice. but this is out of your league, aside from wrong.

They're nothing but thugs.

Thugs who work for some very dangerous people.

People who want to subvert public order. The end of democracy!

You've no idea of the names involved.

People everyone knows. People with messed up ideas.

It's going to be a national scandal.

And your father would be ruined because of you.

- What have you got to say? - Nothing to declare.

You're an idiot!

Don't you understand I have proof? And I can bury it if I want to!

But right now I just want to save you.

You've no idea of the risks you and your father are taking.

Why are you so worried about my father? Are you sleeping together by any chance?

I've hit the bullseye, haven't I?

I guess the family balance has been restored.

Bye!

Come in, Salvatore. It's open.

It's you!

- Were you waiting for someone? - My mummy.

- Hasn't she gone to work? - Maybe.

- Annetta, I'm all yours! - No, I can't tonight.

- Fuck, we had an agreement. - I said I can't, deal with it.

Damn it, where do I go now?

It was Mummy.

Did you want to speak to her?

Then what do you want?

I bet I know what you want.

What is it? What did I do?

Why?

I'll do it for free for you. I don't want anything.

What is it? Don't you like me?

Marco, is that you? You frightened me.

What's wrong?

What happened? Tell me.

- What happened? - Laura...

What's wrong? I've never seen you like this.

I've messed up everything. Forgive me.

Calm down, my love.

You're scaring me. Please.

What do you want?

Who are you?

- Good morning, your honour. - Send the clerk to me.

Hi, Serra.

You asked for me?

Write.

Conclusions on the Mariani case.

First.

Summary procedure against Mariani.

For abusing a minor.

Second.

A charge of solicitation for Annetta Rossi.

Third.

A charge of aiding and abetting for the mother of the minor.

Her name's in the file.

Come in.

I was told to give this to you personally.

I don't want to be disturbed by anyone.

This is just a warning

Has something bad happened?

You can go.

Mirella.

- Where are you going? - I need to see Judge Serra.

I have to speak to him right now, I'm a police officer.

He doesn't want to see anyone!

You can't! Your honour!

I told you he doesn't want to be disturbed.

Can't you see he's busy?

I'm sorry, but I must speak to him.

Something terrible has happened.

Yes, I already know everything.

- Listen, I was up all night thinking. - I can think of better things to do.

I can't do this anymore.

Why?

I made a mistake. My husband needs me.

- And me? - What about you?

- You'll find another rich woman. - No regrets?

I don't know.

Deep down, I'm convinced that all you care about is the sex.

Cut it out.

Take me back home.

- I don't like being messed around. - Enough!

- Forgive me, please. - It's hard for me as well.

- Why? - Let's go.

One more time. The last one.

Good morning.

What's going on?

- What's all that smoke? - They're probably burning rubbish.

Subtitled by Grim and Grimmer February 2024