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Dad! Biagio!

Help! Help me!

Call an ambulance!

Ignazio, try some pure wine.

Aren't you afraid here?

I have friends... If anyone comes, I'll know it.

- What do we drink to? - Life sentences.

- In High Court... - Four centuries of jail!

132 convictions!

I got jail for life.

You and Ciancimino said we'd pull through like in Catanzaro.

Nobody liked this mess.

Falcone's got the idea he's the boss of all judges.

Rash action won't help,

we've a way of keeping Falcone from heading the Office of Inquiry.

Your way got us eight life sentences.

The climate's changed, nobody wants judges acting like sheriffs.

We have to be patient.

Any racket would just help the ones who'd like to bury us.

When the trial reaches High Court, we can fix it.

It's late, I'm going to feed the chickens.

Come on in!

Scared of a Iittle mud?

I'm Iistening.

We can fix the trial.

- You mustn't worry. - I'm not worried.

I like the country, I was born here.

- In old age I'll return to Corleone. - You will.

As a free man though.

Or the blame's on the friends in Rome and Palermo.

- Now get out. - Respects.

Keep an eye on him.

The bullet to my leg did more damage than the other.

- Which got one inch from your heart. - Two inches.

- You were on the table 6 hours. - But my leg's wrecked forever.

What an exaggeration!

- Why didn't Antonio come? - He's studying for his senior year.

So he'll take law and be a Iawyer.

Raise the volume.

The head of the Office of Inquiry will be elected next week.

It is expected that Judge Giovanni Falcone will be appointed.

- Hello, sir. - You raced?

As usual, the others are here.

Hi, Paolo!

These are for Francesca and don't say I forget Sundays!

- Enjoy your meal. - Thank you.

- Cannolis? - With ricotta.

- I'm dieting! - In fact, they're for your wife.

- Read this. - I just got here!

- "City center closed to traffic." - Below.

"We're a group of honest citizens tired of Iiving under siege."

The sirens of the escorts bother honest citizens!

You still get pissed off?

The bakery served me first so I'd get out.

My neighbors want to know, if I'm blown to bits,

who'll pay for repairs to the building.

- You're in a great mood! - It's your husband that...

- How many cannolis are there? - Twelve.

You're forgiven. It's an ANSA reporter.

- Lunch's on in five minutes. - On your orders.

Just a moment of your time.

Have you seen the papers?

Want my opinion on the honest citizens who are protesting?

- I think we're a democracy. - The counselor has no comment.

He no Ionger reads the papers, have a good Sunday.

Reporters should be treated kindly.

They want to screw you.

Your nomination will be decided in a week,

just take it easy, and clam up.

- Like Mafia? - Good, like them!

You joke, but you're off to Marsala.

You told me to accept the magistrate's job there.

Why do you Iisten to me?

Did I ever say I was dieting? Let's go eat!

High Council of the Magistracy

Order of the day: appointment of the investigating counselor for Palermo.

Colleague Geraci has the floor.

Colleagues, it is my moral duty to remind you that Falcone

was the best of us all

and it's been my privilege to work with him.

But we are custodians of the rules

and mustn't be swayed by the notoriety of the persons concerned,

since we risk encouraging judges to put themselves in the lime-light.

For these reasons, I support the candidacy

of Judge Antonino Meli.

His silent, exalted sense of duty

cost him deportation to concentration camps in Poland

and all that followed.

Courthouse Building

Did you expect this appointment?

Objective criteria was applied, that of seniority.

- Your relationship with Falcone? -We respect him highly.

And the other magistrates of this office as well.

As proof, there will be no more privileged work areas.

Everyone will handle everything.

- Counselor, where do they go? - What are they?

- Files on the new trials. - For me?

- They're heavy! - Put them where you like.

- Careful, Inspector. - It hurts!

A Iittle more...

I didn't do these things even when I was healthy!

You are healthy! - Sure, just a Iittle lame.

- Want something to drink? - I could go for a beer.

Where do I get one at this hour? - Then why ask?

Are you going to get the guys who did this to you?

Let's get back to it.

Could you tell the counselor I've been here two hours?

I just told him. - Tell him again.

Alright, sir.

- It's not permitted. - Yes, sorry.

May I make a call? - Of course.

This is Paolo Borsellino.

Is Mr Falcone in his office?

Do you know when he'll be back?

You say a previous offender wants to co-operate, a certain...

Gaspare Mutolo, he's a trusted man with the Corleone clan.

He knows everything about Riina.

If we gave him a Iittle time...

We can waste no more time.

I glanced through the back-log Caponnetto left me.

- We're behind. - With what?

Last week we received

a number of minor files.

We are, my dear colleague,

at the service of all citizens,

also those who've had cars stolen.

I'd like you to handle these files.

Two tobacco stores, a Iottery office...

a watermelon stall.

I want a written statement saying watermelon thieves come first.

It's nothing personal, believe me.

When you're my age

and have my responsibilities, you'll understand.

I already do.

Cosa Nostra is mixed into society.

Sometimes a friend of yours is Mafia and it's convenient not knowing.

You're making very serious statements.

I'm telling you things I know.

Only you and Falcone know the Mafia?

We've known many from the Mafia.

This doesn't authorize you to state that...

"The Mafia is free to do whatever it wants."

It was a statement of fact.

Until a short while ago antimafia investigation

was centralized in just one office, and you know that, Geraci.

Now the trials are spread out...

- Everyone must do everything. - That's Rome, but not with Mafia.

We're not Sicilians, would you explain to us what the Mafia is?

A Mafia boss explained it to me when I had him arrested.

He said: "Imagine there's an empty seat on the court bench

and three magistrates run for it, the first is the best,

another has political backing

and the third is an idiot, know who'll win?

The idiot.

That's the Mafia, Your Honor."

- Want a beer? - No, no way!

- It gives me heartburn. - How about a potato ball?

- Is it hot? - Boiling.

Some things are done well in Palermo,

just some things.

They're here.

- Why all that damned perfume, Pino? - I have a date later.

- So? - It's true, Gasparino is a rat.

- Who's he talking to? - It's always the same guy.

Judge...

Falcone.

Balduccio, get me a soda.

- We have to move. - Do we call the Committee?

I give a fuck about the Committee, we have to move.

We can't act outside his house, he's guarded even at night.

- At court it's impossible. - We wait till he dies of old age?

We'll do it at the shore, when the judge goes swimming.

Your soda.

- It's warm! - It seemed to me

What did it seem to you?

Get me another.

Luchino, you'll take care of this.

Take the men you need, but let's get this over with.

Bye, Totò. Let's go, Pino.

They've proposed you for a commendation.

A formal commendation!

- You could have seen worse. - They'd have named a street for me.

In the outskirts, maybe.

The streets in the center are all taken by the other deaths.

When do you come back to work?

The Ministry has retired me, I thought you knew.

Work-related illness or maybe because I'm too old.

I want to know when you'll be back working for me.

The court needs a switchboard operator?

Cripples are put on the phones, they say their hearing's better.

Want to feel sorry for yourself forever?

No, I can't give them that satisfaction.

But I'm not much good for anything anymore.

I need your head

or do you want to retire that too?

- You never give up. - It's a Iuxury we can't afford.

It seems they want to retire you as well.

They're trying, what are you doing on Sunday?

Two hours of rehabilitation,

exercises, pushups... like a soldier.

I have a way to get you back to health.

Stop, turn it off.

Your friend may be Swiss, but it's almost two o'clock.

- May I? - Go ahead.

She's a magistrate from Canton Ticino, Italian Switzerland.

- She has some of our bad habits. - Why's she coming here?

To see who protects Mafia bosses, you follow their money.

Several bank transfers

leave Palermo, go to Lugano and back

after skimming islands in the Pacific, America, Canada...

Could you match up the information on these transfers?

Bank statements, investigations done, seizures...

I can work on it,

but abroad they don't give a damn about our investigations.

Let's try to convince those in Rome

to make a law on Ietter rogatories.

So we can see what happens to the money when it Ieaves Italy

without asking permission from the Government.

Will they Iisten to you in Rome?

We'll try.

I'll take a dip as I wait, coming?

No, thanks, I'll stay here.

I'll wait for your colleague.

Don't get too familiar with the bottle, I'm a tad jealous!

This is it.

Sir!

Wait.

Your colleague's here.

- I thought he was going back up. - Say when.

This is it.

Hit it!

- Hit the button! - It doesn't work!

Sir!

They saw us, do it now!

- There's that cop. - Sir, get away from there!

- What do we do? - Motherfucker!

- What is it? - We have to get out of here.

Get moving!

- They could be right on us! - Who?

- How about an ice cream? - Okay.

- What flavor? - Pistachio.

- What flavor's that? - Does it bother you?

- Two cones. - Sure.

- What kind? - One pistachio, one creme.

I don't understand you.

Eat your ice cream.

What did Totò say about the hit?

- He said judges are lucky bastards. - You can luck-out once.

The next time we'll hit bingo.

- See how swanky. - What did it cost you?

- Sciortino gave it to me. -We killed him last year.

I took his watch first.

That's nicer.

- Which one? - That one.

Like that one?

Want it?

Forget it.

Pino, forget it!

Start the bike.

I'd like a watch, come here!

Get moving! Open the window!

I want that one! No, the other.

Next to it!

The other!

The gold one.

Now I'll shoot you.

I said to start the bike!

- What did you do? - I didn't have change.

It's wonderful here.

- They make an excellent couscous. - How do you know?

- I know the cook. - A friend of yours?

He's a Tunisian I arrested ten years ago.

- Relax, he won't poison you! - I hope not.

He's a great cook.

- He straightened out. - Really good!

- They want me in Rome. - Making you Pope?

Go on, joke!

President, Under Secretary, at least Minister!

Director of the Penal Affairs Office.

Then it's serious.

- And you? - And me...

I don't feel up to it.

Sciascia was right, I've come up in my career.

Congratulations!

You have to accept, Rome is where you can get things done.

We have to take the fight against the Mafia outside of Sicily,

but here they're crucifying me.

Some idiots are saying I planted that bomb myself.

You need to worry when the idiots start saying something sensible.

- They'll all say I'm running. - From who?

From colleagues who lie in ambush for you every morning?

- I would too, if I could... - Know what I think?

They've won.

Terranova killed, Chinnici too, Basile, Montana, Cassarà, Zucchetto.

You're here in Marsala, I go to Rome...

I'm here because this is the core of the heaviest trafficking.

Drugs, secret societies,

labor associations on the hunt for big contracts.

They've moved to the outskirts, they're hiding.

When was your last decent report from Headquarters in Palermo?

- A year ago. - Shoot higher then.

Ask the Ministry for free reign.

We need a protection program for State's witnesses

and a law for money Iaundering.

Also a Super Prosecutofis Office with a single magistrate.

- Who follows all the investigations. -A change in prison rules.

The Mafia bosses in jail must be in total isolation.

You'll never get that.

The Minister said we can.

- So, you've already accepted. - No, I wanted to talk to you first.

- But I know what they want from me. - What?

That I do well what the others won't.

- There's just one hitch. - What's that?

You won't find cannolis in Rome.

- Want the Iatest? - What's that?

Falcone's gone to Rome, he rolled over.

He's screwed, he won't count for anything.

Weeds never die.

He's such a jerk, he can be a pain even from Rome.

- There's something else. - Tell me.

"Softshoe" has got his own circle.

He takes new men and doesn't tell me who they are.

Go on.

He wants his own thing going, I don't know.

He held up a jeweler in Albergheria.

- That's Aglieri's tutf - Right.

Aglieri didn't know anything and now he's pissed off.

- You have to talk to "Softshoe". - Why?

What can I teach Pinuccio?

He's picked up the habits of the jerks he kills.

He just thinks of himself and money.

He doesn't even take care of the family, it's rotten!

Word's around he wants to hold up the Banco di Sicilia...

Monday morning.

Let him have this last whim.

- Slow down or we'll be fined! - How much is there?

- Want me to count it? - We'll count it later.

Let's just enjoy the view.

Here.

In the usual place.

What are you doing?

- Totuccio! - I'm sorry.

Natale!

Come here!

Not the rope!

- Let go of me! - We have to do it with a rope!

Shoot me, you motherfuckers!

Schirò, it's Falcone.

How are you?

It's cold here, it's sad.

You sound like a poet.

Sad, meaning

it's dirty, polluted.

They even drive to buy the paper.

- How's work? - Fine, I did your research.

- So? - It's really thick.

I sifted through 23 years of paper, want it sent to Rome?

No, I'll come get it. Your leg?

I finished physiotherapy.

- So you're healed. - No, I almost shot the therapist.

Careful, they'll take back your commendation!

I've got the rough draft

of the decree on international Ietter rogatories.

- Will the Minister sign it? - Sure he will.

If you've got five minutes, I'll read it to you.

Are you joking, sir?

I have all the time you want, go ahead.

"The order provides for new laws against money Iaundering."

"Specific powers for freezing foreign bank accounts!"

"Security prison for the bosses of Mafia organizations."

This Falcone is a real jerk!

It makes you sad? Play.

This is mine.

- Good evening. - Hi, Teresa.

Thank you, you shouldn't have.

You're always more beautiful.

And you, always more the liar, like all men.

- The invalid? - He's cooking tonight.

Sir, you're early.

- I wanted to watch you at work. - Here I am, there's a problem.

- What's wrong? - The soufflé isn't right.

That happens with soufflés.

- How about a digestive, coffee? - No, thank you.

- Something sweet. - I'm fine, thank you.

How long are you staying in Palermo?

The time to straighten out some pension problems.

- How did you get her to return? - I still don't know.

- Maybe we're still in love, right? - He was a sorry sight here alone.

I'm tired, I'll be off to bed.

Don't put strange ideas in his head, he's still convalescent.

I'll send him right off to bed.

- I'm short on energy myself. - It was a pleasure, goodnight.

Goodnight, darling.

I heard you're helping Falcone.

I just keep his memory updated.

Losing the thread, you're screwed. But you never have.

Did you hear?

High Court confirmed the life sentences for Corleone.

We've won.

It seems we have.

Now we have to get the ones still out on bail.

Remember Maino, state's evidence?

Sure, at the trial they made him out as crazy.

Everyone acquitted.

Then we found him at home, hanged.

Poor gUV-

He was the first to talk.

To Maino!

To my friend Silvio, then.

To Cassarà.

To Boris Giuliano.

- To Terranova. - To Montana.

To Rocco Chinnici.

To Costa.

To Pio La Torre.

To Dalla Chiesa.

I'd given my personal guarantee.

- It was those jerk judges. - Shut up!

Go tell those guys in prison

it's the judges' fault!

Salvo Lima gave me his word and even the friend in Rome.

They swore High Court would fix it.

- This is the result! - You were wrong to trust them.

I never trusted certain people.

The Honorables, the Knights...

they're in Rome warming their asses, what the fuck do they care about us?

Who sent them to Rome, who gave them their votes?

We raised them like our own, and this is the thanks!

It's better like it used to be, when we resolved the problems.

If there was a judge to convince, we found a relative, a friend.

The right shoe for his foot.

By-gone days, don't you remember what they called us?

We from Corleone were called "mud shoes",

because we had muddy shoes like the farmers did.

Now our shoes are nice and clean.

The ones who should have guaranteed, betrayed us.

That means there are no more agreements with anyone.

Not with anyone!

I need photocopies of the documents Falcone asked for.

- You have to wait, I'm overloaded. - I'm in no hurry.

I'll keep you company.

What's the matter?

Antonio doesn't want to enroll at university.

- What? - He wants to be a cop.

- A cop? - Like his father.

- What's got into him? - Get him to change his mind.

I sure will!

He has to go to university, he promised.

When he gets home, he'll see.

Dad.

How come you're awake so late?

Where have you been? It's almost two.

We had dinner with our professors, the Latin prof got drunk

and started reciting Catullus...

What's this story about the police?

I wanted to tell you, tomorrow it's the medical check up

I know how it's done, I did it 30 years ago.

But what's it to you, Ninuzzo?

- You have to be a Iawyer. - Palermo's full of Iawyers.

And murdered cops or lame like your father.

I didn't raise you to become a cop.

Think it's a great life, think you'll be a hero?

It's a shit life,

no schedule and a miserable salary.

You never know if you'll make it home alive at night.

I didn't ruin my life

and your mother's

to see my son murdered.

I won't let them kill me, hear me?

I promise you, Dad.

Sir, a Renault is following us.

- Let them by. - Okay.

How's your cousin Nino?

He's in Switzerland having chemotherapy,

but the doctors give him a month.

- I'm sorry and you? - Me?

They're after me, they were tailing me a while ago.

- The police? - No!

- This has become a tough city. - Rome too.

People from my own party pretend not to see me when we meet.

- You're more exposed than me. - I did what I could.

They're like mad dogs.

- They're furious about the sentence. - The Chief Justice was exposed.

They replaced him two hours before the hearing.

We need a solution, a review, I don't know.

- Have you talked to the president? - His hands are tied.

The election campaign opens next week.

- It'll be spectacular. - We have to see the president.

- It's our last chance! - You will, don't worry.

But it's useless.

No one should take the place of judges

or bias them with subjective, arbitrary statements

or accusations which could only have the deadly effect

of making yet more weighted and dangerous

the atmosphere in which the city and the entire State flounder,

also due to the ongoing electoral contrasts.

- I ordered for you. - What is it?

Spleen, lung and liver.

- You did an autopsy. - Ending with sfincioni.

- Have you heard anything? - Yes.

A colleague says the same hand's in the Lima murder as in others.

How does he know?

One of the killers' guns is the same.

- They've used it many times. - Corleone?

They're signing the murders and won't stop.

Is that what your cop friend says?

It's what I say, if I know them at all.

The decree on security prison...

It cut privileges to Mafia bosses,

killings were decided in jail.

Those in jail don't count anymore,

I'm concerned about the ones outside.

- The Committee isn't meeting. - I know.

Just one person makes the decisions.

- He doesn't discuss with anyone. - We'll get him.

- How long do we have left? - We'll make sure it's enough.

I wanted to see you for another reason too.

- Do you remember Antonio? - Your son.

- He's a cop in Palermo. - Congratulations!

He wants to be assigned to the escorts.

Why are you telling me this?

You have to help me to keep him out.

He's my only son.

Let's eat.

Slow down, we're in no hurry.

- How long have you known me? - Eight years.

- Do I seem changed to you? - In what way?

Fatter, older...

You seem the same to me.

Does Binnu seem changed?

He seems a Iittle edgier.

I trust him, we grew up together.

Same bread, same hunger.

But sometimes I feel that...

What?

That he wants to screw me.

Binnu is faithful.

Dogs are faithful.

A Iittle further ahead.

You say Binnu isn't betraying me.

No one betrays you.

You're right, I'm getting old.

Old age brings bad thoughts.

- The marble must come from Carrara. - Even in the bathrooms.

- Even in the bathrooms, hear me? - Certainly.

- Like we said. - I want an antenna in every room.

- The house has to be perfect. - TV in the children's room?

What children? See how tall Giovanni is!

- Totò! - Giovannuzzo!

- Look how Giovanni's grown. - He's big.

- You hadn't seen the house, right? - No.

I want big vases in the garden.

What is it, don't you like it?

It's nice and big.

Did we have to meet here?

Ninetta, show the kids their rooms.

- Have you seen the pool? - Nice.

We'll put fruit trees here.

The wall will be higher.

It has to be higher.

This is my town.

When I retire, I'm coming here to live.

But first we have to get the revision of the trial.

Before that, we have to get rid of Judge Falcone.

In Rome they told me they want to make him super prosecutor.

Imagine Falcone as a super cop.

Can you imagine him?

What do we do?

- We keep on like we decided. - What does Binnu say?

He always agrees with me.

Hello, Mr Principal, sorry for being late.

Mr Falcone has done us the honor

to come and talk to us about his work.

The students have prepared some questions.

Who'll begin?

Is it true that politicians in Sicily continue to use the Mafia?

I think the opposite is true.

It's the Mafia that uses politicians.

Why don't the turncoats name the politicians?

Let's say those turning state's evidence are scrupulous.

Before they give any names, they want to give sure evidence.

How many Mafia are there in Sicily?

There are more than 5,000 men of honor.

They're a real army

chosen through tough selection.

They obey strict rules,

they're true crime professionals.

Even when they say

they're simple soldiers, in reality, they're generals,

or rather, cardinals.

Cardinals of a much less indulgent church than the Roman Catholic.

The Mafia is not isolated, it exists in perfect harmony

with thousands of protectors, accomplices, informers,

blackmailed persons, minor teachers, debtors of all kinds.

Cosa Nostra is a world in itself, knowing the men of honor

I Iearned their logic is neither foregone nor unpredictable.

It's the iron logic of power always functional towards a goal.

Cosa Nostra uses more and more sophisticated weapons,

it's a real army engaged in a war.

In my job I also Iearned

we need to shorten the time between saying and doing.

Like the men of honor do.

Aren't you afraid?

We're always afraid, especially of making mistakes.

And of dying?

One day Buscetta said to me:

"Sir, let's decide which of the two of us will die first."

Well, we still haven't decided.

Punta Raisi Airport

No, wrong number.

- They're coming. - Let's give him a party.

They're at 120.

- 130. - I see them, be ready.

- Do you have the house keys? - No.

They're on the key chain.

- The lady of the house keeps them. - What are you doing?

They're slowing down.

What are they doing?

They're slowing down.

You're such a joker!

- They're close. - Wait.

You're nuts!

- Now! Go on! - Wait.

The terrible attack has seriously wounded Judge Falcone,

his wife Francesca Morvillo and the four men of his escort.

Falcone's condition is extremely serious,

but doctors are trying to save his life.

If he survives, he'll bust our ass.

They called me from the hospital

and said to get a black tie ready.

The news we never wanted to give, has just reached us.

Giovanni Falcone is dead.

Open the champagne.

We're all dead men walking.

Let's go get them, we know where they are.

- You're not going anywhere. - Do we wait here?

They killed him with 500 kilos of TNT!

- And we respond with these? - Put that gun away.

Now you can escort the magistrates!

What are you doing with that gun, what's going on?

- Sorry, it's just that... - What?

You're pissed off, you're itchy for it?

How do you think I feel? For just one day

I'd like to be someone else, but that's exactly what they want!

- Make us be like them. - Mr Borsellino.

Sergeant Schirò.

I wanted to say...

Mr Falcone told us the same thing but they killed him!

You think only the Mafia's to blame?

Do you really think that?

Giovanni Falcone began dying

when the High Council didn't nominate him as head of the Office of Inquiry.

Everyone knew that seat was rightfully Falcone's,

but a Judas, here in Palermo, took up war against him.

Falcone accepted the Ministry post

to keep doing his work as a judge.

That's why Cosa Nostra killed him.

We're not like them, remember that.

We're not like them.

You're the ones who killed him!

You're just clowns!

You're just clowns! You bastards!

- What are you doing? - They betrayed us!

First Falcone, now Borsellino! Bastards!

- That's the President! - I don't give a fuck!

- Fuck him! - What are you saying?

- Leave me alone! - You entered the police at 20.

You taught me to defend the State.

- Now you're yelling at funerals? - You should be too!

You're the one who should be yelling.

By now, all we're able to do is wait for them to kill us all.

- May I? - Of course.

- Which kid is yours? - I don't have kids, I'm sorry.

- Hello, Captain Li Donni. - No offense, but no handshake.

We're here for work, not friendship.

What do the Carabinieri want from Vito Ciancimino?

- We ask if you'll collaborate. - I always have.

Unofficially though, what's happening in Palermo worries us.

You're right, I'm at a total loss too.

We want to know what your friends have in mind.

What friends? I'm a previous offender,

I haven't seen my friends in years.

Don't talk bullshit.

You have a way to contact them.

And if I did?

This slaughter has to stop.

All this TV will make them idiots.

- What? - That's enough TV!

Help your brothers study.

Concetta wants to do classical studies.

- Does she like Latin? - Your niece likes to study.

Where will you send her to school?

- Corleone. - Where her mother studied.

What do we say to Rome?

We'll write a nice long scroll with all our requests.

- I told you they'd come around. - You think?

- If they don't accept? - They will, don't worry.

Pass me the sugar.

They gave Ciancimino ten years,

yesterday they arrested Commissioner Contrada

and they passed a law protecting the rats' families.

What are you worried about?

There aren't any rats among us.

You have to remember something.

When you go against everyone,

sooner or later you'll get fucked.

I want no filthy words in my home.

I want to know how far you're going.

I'm going as far as what we write in that scroll.

If the State wants to survive, it has to deal with me.

- And the others? - What others?

The jerks rafting one after the other

and those at the judge's funeral.

Even the friends from Rome.

They're scared and we'll scare them even more.

Corleone against the whole State.

Corleone doesn't need the State.

We've been making laws and enforcing them for 30 years.

We decide who lives and who dies,

who gets contracts and who starves.

They have to deal with me!

Here, the State is me!

Come here.

- Want some? - No, I have to get back.

So?

Uncle Ignazio's staying home, my mother will go visit him

and they'll eat together.

You go to the movies.

Pick a film.

- Next time at my house. - Alright.

Good bye.

I'll be right back. Let me walk you to the door.

Thank you.

- Isn't Gaetano coming for you? - He's at the movies with friends.

- I'll drive you home. - I have the car.

- That was fast. - So?

- Certain friends send you this. - Who did you talk to?

I know asking questions is your job.

Read this, it's all here.

"Revision of the maxi trial,

suspension of law 41

This is nuts! It's a waste of time.

They won't stop at Falcone and Borsellino.

Never utter their names again.

- It's not my decision. - These are their conditions.

- Their conditions. - How will you stop them?

The government's decided to send armed forces to Sicily.

To guard the traffic lights?

Do you know how much Corleone could care about those draftees?

- We've 300 turned state's evidence. - You don't need any more.

- You know all there is to know. - Is this what you propose?

Freedom for the life sentences, abolition of security confinement,

no trials, nice negotiations with Riina!

You asked me to do something.

- No one told you to deal with Riina. - Meaning?

Corleone isn't united anymore.

This war caused deaths everywhere.

Try splitting them.

Captain.

Tell your superiors there's not much time.

Judge Grasso, from the maxi trial.

We can put explosives in a sewer outside his house.

The problem is the armed forces.

- Keep going. - Minister Martelli.

We do it in Sicily, when he comes for his Party.

- What car's he got? - An Alfa Romeo, two guns are enough.

- What does Binnu say? - He says what I say.

Before we have peace, we have to make war.

License and registration.

Di Cataldo Giosuè, born in Partinico.

Check it.

Please get out and open the trunk.

What's this?

Take him away.

A 9-caliber with a bifilar clip, registration scratched out...

What were you going to do with this?

I murdered 15 men with it, Captain.

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about Cosa Nostra.

- Who is it? - General, sir.

You need to come to the station.

It's 3 in the morning!

- I'll send a car. - Has something happened?

That's up to us.

I'm General Francesco Delfino.

They said you wanted to talk to me, Mr Di Cataldo.

- That's not my real name. - What do I call you?

I'm Balduccio Di Maggio,

I'm part of the San Giuseppe Jato family.

I'm a soldier for Totò Riina.

Commander, we're at Via Bernini, 54.

- Are you sure? - Yeah, Riina lives there.

- Where? - In one of those houses.

- What does the land office say? - Recently built.

There are 12 units built by the Sansone Brothers,

friends of Raffaele Ganci, boss of the Noce.

- What do we do? - We wait.

Get in closer.

- Who's she? - Ninetta, Riina's wife.

She's with her daughter Concetta.

This is Ultimo, we've identified the wife and daughter.

- Do you have the house? - No, there are lots of them.

- Do we move? -Wait until you see him.

- Don't go in blind. - How do we take him?

Take him alive.

He didn't go out all day.

Are we sure he's in there?

- If it's just his wife? - He'll show up sooner or later.

I have to piss, we've been in here since morning!

- Can I go out a moment? - No.

- Do it in a bottle. - In front of everyone?

Embarrassed?

We won't watch.

Who wants coffee?

Di Maggio, wake UP!

Come on! Who's that?

Do you know him?

Salvatore Biondino, Riina's driver.

- Is that him? - Yes.

- That's Totò Riina. - Guys, this is it.

He's come out, he's in a grey Citroen ZX.

Get going, go!

Hold your distance.

You're too far away.

Get closer, we can't risk Iosing him.

Everyone ready, we'll block him at the Via Da Vinci traffic circle.

On my signal.

New!

Turn!

What are you doing?

Get out! Fast!

- Who sent you? - Falcone and Borsellino.

Cover him! Fast!

Go!

- What is it? - Something happened in the city.

- What? - There are Carabinieri everywhere.

Road blocks, helicopters.

The police searched Biondino's house.

What are you saying?

Biondino should have been with my brother-in-law.

They arrested Totò.

Finally the news many Italians have been waiting for,

the arrest of Totò Riina, Mafia boss and number one of Cosa Nostra.

He was in a car with false documents, unrecognizable,

compared to the old pictures of him and recent identikits.

The Carabinieri have arrested Totò Riina,

the dangerous boss of all the Mafia clans.

Sensational! Superboss Totò Riina, in hiding for more than 20 years,

the elusive boss of the Committee that governs Cosa Nostra,

was caught in Palermo by the Carabinieri.

- Where do we go? - Take me home.

To Corleone.

Do you recognize me?

So...

do you recognize me?

How much did the State give you for that new leg?

Remember when your father died with the bomb?

Remember what you said?

You said hunger killed your father.

But you've eaten everything.

People, things, everything.

Corleone, Palermo, Sicily,

dignity, honor...

my life.

And your own.

And now what's left?

Respect.

The respect of your friends,

the respect of your family?

Where are your friends,

politicians, power, where are they?

You've lost everything, you're alone.

Actually not,

I'm left for you.

That's why you let me live,

you were afraid you'd end up alone.

I'm a farmer,

with mud on his shoes.

That's how things went,

but things change.

They can be fixed

and I'll fix this situation.

Here, I'll leave it for you.

Take it.

It's the only thing you can fix.

Who was the Judas,

who betrayed me?

It had to happen sooner or later.

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