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**Car horn

Lojacono?

Close the door.

Lojacono, you can FINALLY go and make troubles elsewhere.

I requested a transfer for you. Do you know where?

To Pizzofalcone.

- Have you ever heard about "Pizzofalcone"? - No, I haven't.

Pizzofalcone is the shittiest police station ever!

I'm pretty sure you'll feel at home there. You'll have fun!

Even the hell is better than here.

Mr. Palma?

Yes.

- Inspector Lojacono. - Oh, welcome.

- Thanks. - Come, I introduce you the team.

Guys, this is Inspector Giuseppe Lojacono.

- Our last man. - Good morning everyone.

Lojacono, she's the deputy superintendent Ottavia Calabrase. She belongs to the old team and will help us to settle in.

He is the deputy commissioner Giorgio Pisanelli. He belongs to the old Pizzofalcone team too, the historical memory of the neighbourhood.

- Welcome. - Thanks.

Except Ottavia and Pisanelli, we are all new here.

Alessandra di Nardo, police officer assistant.

Hello.

Marco Aragone, special agent. Why "special" I wonder!

Special because I'm capable!

And then Francesco Romano, assistant Chief.

Now we can talk about our job. As you know there is the "spending review".

The what??

The "spending review", Arago'! Cut, save! And Pizzofalcone is at the top of the list, with its reputation.

- It's official? - Yes, Pisanelli, in a couple of month, 31st December, it's over.

Why the hell are we here then?

We have to close all the pending activities, investigations...

Nothing else?

And the ordinary administration. Small offenses, complaints, nothing else.

- And what if something serious happens? - We call the police headquarters, big stuff is none of our business. Okay?

- And the territory remains without supervision? - Pisanelli, it's not my fault. Lojacono, that's your desk.

Thanks.

Coffee is here. Let's go to the roof.

What's happened to the bastards? Are they in jail?

Where else? They are waiting for the trial.

How is it possible that you didn't notice anything?

Because those bastards were pretending to be our friends.

- Best friends! - Don't pour salt into a wound. We have been...

...what's the right word? Naive?

- Excuse me, why do you call them "bastards"? What did they do? - Don't you know?

- No, I don't know. - You're the only one in Naples!

Well?

They sold back some seized drugs to the Camorra.

What the fuck...

- Good morning. - Good morning.

- Please, come in. - Thanks.

- Please sit down. - Thank you.

- Don't worry, we are just checking. - Can you show us your document ID?

- Good morning, may I help you? - Good morning.

Architect Germano Brasco, I'm the owner of this apartment.

- But please, have a seat. - Thank you.

Mr. Brasco we are here--

Just a moment. Nunzia, can you make a coffee? Thanks.

So, I'm at your disposal. What crime did we commit?

Mr. Brasco, you've been reported.

- Looks like something strange is happening here. - Uh! What?

- The girl. - Well?

- She never goes out. - Is that forbidden?

Mr. Brasco, do you live here?

No, I live in Posillipo, it's too chaotic here.

Nunzia is the daughter of a friend of mine.

She wants to stay alone and I gave here this apartment. I can't rent it.

Nunzia, why don't you sit with us?

What do you do? Work? Study?

- Neither one nor the other. - She's maybe going to attend a course for cosmetologist.

Let her talk! I think she can talk, can she?

Did you get your document ID?

You're exaggerating. Check it out; the girl is 18 year old.

And with all the criminals around here, you are wasting your time and I'm wasting my time too.

- I know a lot of prominent people-- - Oh, really?

And do your prominent friends know that you keep a girl hidden inside here??

I have nothing to hidden!

Romano, let's go. Mr. Brasco will hear of us again.

Yes, who is it?

Hello, I'm Alex di Nardo, the policewoman.

Ah...

My colleague is not here, I want to talk to you. I'm alone.

Is the architect there with you or you don't answer because he shut you in?

Come in.

- Hello. - Hello.

Do you want to? They taste very good, with hot pepper.

No, no, thank you.

Nunzia, please, tell me what's going on. If Brasco is forcing you in making stuff you don't want to, I can help you.

Stuff I don't want to do?? Never ever! I'm fine here.

I mean, you like to be locked in here?

Yep! Does it seem so strange? The refrigerator is full, large television, music, clothes... he made a lot of gifts also to my family.

And then he comes here and...

Of course! He's crazy about me.

The first time he saw me, he asked my father and he brought me to Amalfi for a weekend.

Who he had ever been in a 5 star hotel!

No, no, I understand the luxury. But...

...all the things you have to do with him?

Embee! He's very quick in doing what he has to do. Who cares?

He's an old man.

Well, it's only a matter of time.

I'll persuade him to assign the house to me and to open a checking account with tons of money.

My mother told me to do that.

And you're so sure that he will accept?

He'd do anything I ask him.

I only need a nice signature. He goes wild for me when he sees me naked.

You are a woman.

Tell the truth...

...how do I look?

I have to go.

Wait.

Come to see me some time. He only comes during the day.

I'm always alone in the evening.

Bring me some pizza maybe... I love it.

You shot badly. Troubles at work?

No, all right.

Let's go.

Yes? Who is it?

Who is it?

Who is it??