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This is the verdict I ask for at the end of a long trial.

I wish that the ruling on the Enimont case

becomes a watershed the in history of our democracy.

Mr. President, I...

I'm done. Please turn off the computers.

What the fuck is he doing? Why is he taking off the robe?

Sir, what's happening?

What's he doing?

Gentlemen, today I close a chapter in my life.

"December 6th"

Minister Biondi has started a secret inspection against me.

Cusani has announced new dossiers about me.

This is why, for my own sake,

and for the sake of this unit.

I've decided to leave the judiciary.

You're joking, I hope.

Report them for slander. You'll prove you don't have fear.

Antonio, do you realize it will look like an admission of guilt.

One thing should be clear: I have not committed any crime.

However, on some of my past carelessness

they can build all the castles they want.

Our enemies could feed on this story for years.

I invite you to reconsider Mr. Di Pietro.

I have death in my heart, guys,

but my resignation, Mr. Borrelli, is irrevocable.

It's better for everyone.

This is not a funeral!

Tomorrow all of you on time for work!

Mr. Borrelli, with your permission.

Thanks.

Sir, is this the time for leaving?

Berlusconi is coming here and you don't want to question him?

- I have to defend myself, Scaglia. - Who will defend this country?

For once I have to think about myself.

People used to believe in you!

I used to believe in you!

Scaglia, we are all stunned, but Clean Hands will not stop.

We count on you a lot.

He didn't tell me either, after all these years working together.

Scaglia, they forced him.

"ARREST WARRANT Leonardo Notte"

- Giulia. - Dario, what's up?

- When is your sister getting married? - On December 21st, why?

I changed my mind.

"December 20th"

- Good morning, are you Mr. Izzo? - Who the fuck are you?

My name is Pietro Bosco.

Does that name ring a bell? No?

What about Dino?

- The one who reported you. No? - I've already paid for that.

Paid my ass!

You got out of prison only thanks to a shit law.

Once out, you took your revenge.

- Either you confess or I'll kill you. - I did nothing.

- Ten, nine, eight... - I didn't do anything.

- Seven. - I did nothing, - Six.

- Why would I murder someone right out of jail? - Five.

- Four. - You want to know who really killed your father?

Three.

- Two. - I'll tell you, if you let me go.

- One. - Your father didn't pay and they killed him, I swear.

Don't kill me. I swear to you, I swear to you.

Don't kill me, I swear.

I swear, I swear.

Well done, asshole.

Let's see if you piss yourself like your father.

Shoot.

SHOOT!

It's not loaded.

I didn't mean to kill you, asshole.

- Ouch! - The gun was unloaded, understand?

Let me hear how you cry now.

(Now you understand why I didn't want to talk about myself?)

(Truth does not carry the same weight for everyone.)

(For me, now you know, it's unbearable.)

Most guests will arrive tonight.

- Are the rooms warm? - Sure.

- Remember: check the heating system. - Yes.

(I've never been able to tell you certain things,)

(I don't believe in the liberating power of confession.)

(I can try to write them, perhaps.)

You're on the first floor. At 6 pm we have a rehearsal.

- Rehearsal? - Of course.

Why, do we have to do a ballet?

- The groom! - Hey!

(I live in constant fear that someone may find out who I really am.)

- Hi. - Madam.

- Yes? - Your key. - Thanks.

- Welcome back. - Thanks.

- Hi. - Hi how are you? - Well, you?

- I'm fine. - Listen, is Silvio actually coming?

- I didn't hear back from him. - Ah.

Well done reminding me that I have to find myself a new best man.

- Ask Dell'Utri. - He doesn't like to testify.

Indeed.

Come in.

Hey.

I got you folic acid and almond oil.

- Fantastic. - What is it for?

- Come here. - Ah, that's what it's for.

No, it's against stretch marks.

You must start from the first months. You put it on me.

Can you see yourself with a baby who throws up at 3am on your Armani suit?

I can't.

Well, you don't see me doing that either. We'll pay someone to do that.

Why are you doing this?

I know men who would kill to be in my place.

Enough of these fake words, say something real every now and then.

We will all die. How do you like that?

Who shot you?

- What's that got to do with it? - It has.

You know all about me. I don't know shit about you.

I don't know because I never wanted to know,

just as I never wanted to know whether you really killed that man when you ended up in jail.

The recital of the two, beautiful,

perfect, bastards, close-knit... It doesn't hold up anymore!

I liked being like that with you.

Will you ever love someone?

My way.

- Do you have a towel? - Why do you want to marry me? I want the truth.

Who is it?

- I'm Luciana, for the dress. - Come.

- We have to fix the shoulder strap. - Sure.

I can't see you dressed as a bride before the ceremony, right?

(I can hold that weight on my shoulders.)

(But what about others?)

(And you?)

- Come in. - Amazingly, I didn't get lost.

(Will you be able to hold this weight?)

Viola, it's so nice that you came.

- The only one in the family who doesn't hate me. - Not entirely.

To be fair.

Here.

Do you know what you're doing?

Eh...

- In your opinion, am I a shitty person? - What's the matter?

Has the fact that you don't care for anyone nor anything suddenly become a problem?

It seems so.

You won't get a Nobel Peace Prize.

But occasionally, very rarely, you too are capable of good things.

- Such as? - Such as me.

You gave a child to your best friend for altruistic reasons.

Actually, I did it because I wanted to have a threesome with her girlfriend.

Ok, that I didn't want to know.

(We spend our lives telling each other lies we pretend to believe,)

(all to defend ourselves from the truth.)

- That's enough, Luciana. - I'm finished.

(Nobody wants to know the truth.)

(Why are you asking me now?)

(What is it you want to know?)

Yes?

Hey.

You are beautiful.

What's up?

I don't know if I still want to get married.

And you tell me like that?

I don't know. I'm no longer sure of anything.

As you wish.

Shall we go tell everyone?

Weddings should symbolize a new beginning.

The beginning of the rest of our lives.

Yet many of the guests of this wedding,

born under the aegis of Forza Italia, have deserted this wedding

to focus on the tail end of this government.

The end of an era that has maybe already gone...

Can you stop working for a moment?

Says the one that for three years has slept 4 hours a night,

two of which in the Prosecutor's Office.

- I'm finished. - The newlyweds are coming.

Everyone get ready, take the masks from under the plates.

- It's not my thing. - Come on, come on.

Let's go let's go.

Long live the newlyweds!

- Uh! - Well done!

When I had my first crush, aged 7...

I've always been a little precocious.

My father, whom I had seen twice in my whole life,

told me that love is only the name

that people use to fill the emptiness inside.

He was still an advertiser

and said that emptiness is the key in order to sell anything:

cars, detergents, tortellini.... and people fell for it.

But if he is here today that means he fell for it too.

He also managed to fill that emptiness somehow.

It's all thanks to Veronica.

For this reason: Long live Veronica and long live the newlyweds.

Bravo!

I guess it's my turn.

A few months ago a friend of mine died:

Paolo Pellegrini.

Many of you knew him.

He died alone, without anybody noticing.

I found him dead.

I think of him every day.

Rather...

I think of death every day.

As you know I got very close,

according to the surgeon, 18 mm away.

But even before that it was a constant thought.

There is a poem that struck me years ago.

It went more or less like this:

"Lucky they are who think about progress.

I alone think about death or sex."

That's who I was.

Sometimes sex took over my thoughts.

Veronica, on the other hand, makes me think about life.

But Viola is not entirely wrong, I don't believe in love.

What is love? No dance please.

They tried to explain it to me on the premarital course.

Yes. I even did the premarital course.

Sincerity, respect. sharing, loyalty.

I am a liar.

I don't have respect I hate sharing,

and as for loyalty, well...

dogs are loyal.

So...

What's the point of being here?

Nothing.

Like all the things we do, we are just defective creatures,

unhappy and wrong, destined for death.

Maybe though, the only way to beat death

and not to go alone in the general indifference,

is to have someone in your heart and be in someone's heart.

I'm sure that if it doesn't work with you...

with you, who are exactly like me,

then it can't work with anybody else.

Veronica,

you are my last chance of salvation.

Cancel the marriage if you have the balls for it.

Sorry, we're trying to fix it.

It may take a while to get the power back.

It's all right. What should we do with the fridge and food?

- How long? - There's a flood.

- The river has overflowed, trees have fallen. - Wow.

- They closed the streets. - What do you mean? There's a government crisis.

- I have to go to Rome, don't joke. - I don't know what to tell you.

We may not have it fixed until the morning.

Did you hear? You can't go away, we might as well get married.

What's up?

I feel like throwing up. Excuse me.

I have something for you.

This is for you.

- What is it? - An arrest warrant.

You wait until now to give me this?

Here? In front of everyone?

Did you really think I'd ruin my sister-in-law's wedding like this?

For what?

What's that, then?

I never delivered this to the judge, it's paper, it's worth nothing.

Let's make this my wedding present.

Eh?

Thanks.

Let's say...

that I really get married.

- Do you feel like being my best man? - Me?

I thought it'd be him.

Him who?

I owe you one.

I became the groom's best man apparently.

- You two hate each other. - That was before.

Before what?

I am leaving the judiciary, it no longer makes sense to fight.

Excuse me, what are you saying?

The captain has left the ship. What the fuck am I supposed to do?

I threw away the scoop of my life to save your work

and you drop everything, like this, and you don't tell me?

- What scoop? What are you saying? - Nothing, forget it.

- I'm an idiot. - Which scoop?

Come here... Giulia!

(If you really want to know the truth, here it is,)

(You won't like it. But you already know that,)

(what you don't know is that later you won't look me in the eye anymore.)

All those who elected me, starting with my creditors,

who have been able to wait a little longer and have hit the jackpot.

Starting with those who voted for me against everyone else,

against those who boasted of...

- Sir. - Six months.

We had to change Italy and we lasted six months.

- Will the government fall? - Tomorrow Bossi speaks to the Chamber.

I don't expect anything good. I need you, Notte.

I owe you an apology. I doubted you.

A man sees enemies everywhere when he is cornered.

Right now I need the men I trust most.

I'm sorry, but tomorrow I have a commitment.

More important than the falling government?

- Don't you remember that I'm getting married? - That's right! Tomorrow!

- I'm sorry, Notte, but with all this shit going on... - Sure.

- Wasn't I the best man? - You never replied!

- Who's doing it? - Do you remember Di Pietro's man?

He had come to arrest me instead he's taking me to the altar.

There isn't a big difference.

- Are you resigning? - I'm afraid so.

- You'll be back in government. - We'll be back.

But never again with those League lunatics.

By the way have you seen what Bosco did?

And I thought he'd been too harsh in Sardinia.

- Bosco? What? - It's everywhere on the news.

Shh!

Shh!

Stay still, it's me.

It's Pietro, Shh!

I'll let you free, don't scream.

Don't scream.

Shh.

Dickhead. You scared me!

What the fuck are you doing here? What have you done to your face?

- I need to know something. - What?

I need to know...

If what happened was true.

Answer me and I'll disappear forever, I swear.

Reply.

Were you making fun of me

or was there something real?

There was something real.

Now go away. You promised me, get out.

I knew it.

Let's go away together, you and me.

Away from this shitty country.

- Pietro, what are you doing? - There's a ship waiting for us.

We can go where nobody can find us anymore.

Where do we go? Where is it? Do you understand that I'm getting married tomorrow?

This guy doesn't really love you.

- You're not like that, you're beautiful. - Stop that.

- You are beautiful. - What is he doing here?

Police all over Italy are looking for you, do you know?

- What have you done? - Nothing.

- He killed a man with his bare hands. - Is that true?

Don't listen to him, he's talking crap, forget it.

- Come here, let's go. - No, stop it, I'm not coming with you.

- Keep calm. - Let's go, I said.

- Where do you think you're going? - To fuck off. Happy now?

- There are road blocks. - I'll go on foot.

Pietro, think.

If you go with her, I'll pick up the phone and in ten minutes they'll arrest you.

- Put it away, get out. - Do not touch me.

- I said don't fucking touch me. - No, no, Pietro.

- No, Pietro. - Shh, shut up.

What are you doing? You don't talk anymore, Leo?

With all this bullshit you always say, I bet you can't stand to shut up even for a minute.

Now I'll shut you up.

- Now... - There are 50 people here.

- Anyway, you're committing another murder. - Shh!

Then you'll join us.

Take that thing there, move.

Let's go. Let's go.

Come on, no jokes. Walk.

Walk faster.

- Let's go. - I said no. - Don't touch her.

- Get the fuck out. - Piece of shit.

- Let her go! - I'm fucking pregnant!

You can't come up with something better?

It could be yours.

You'll still marry her even if it's mine?

I'm so fucking tired!

I'm so fucking tired of believing this bullshit,

I don't want to hear it anymore.

No!

I'll put the next one in your head. Come on, come on, come on.

Are you walking now or not?

Fucking walk!

- Want a ride? - Yes, please.

Did you get stuck in the storm?

Get out.

Fucking go! Drive!

- Where do I go? - To the beach. Let's go.

We're waiting for Bossi to speak.

Will he ask for a no-confidence motion?

More people are speaking of a U-turn

that would see the League break with Berlusconi

to form an alliance with PDS and Popolari.

Speaking of the League, the case of Undersecretary Pietro Bosco is making a splash.

- wanted for murder. - Switch that off.

Drive faster.

Speed up, I said.

Go.

Go fuck!

Faster.

- Go! - We'll end up dead! - Go! Faster!

What's up? You crying?

Go!

- Veronica, are you okay? - Did you hit anything?

Where are you going?

Who was the man you killed?

He had killed my father.

You could have got us all killed, you know? Eh? Dickhead, you know?

Enough.

- Oh. - Okay, enough.

Look at me, you could have got us all killed.

The police are coming.

- What happened? - An accident?

Yes, we went off the road.

- Do you need an ambulance? - No.

- Who was driving? - Me.

License and registration, please.

Look. I can explain everything.

Yes, afterwards you can explain it all. Driving license and registration.

Excuse me, come here.

What did you want to tell me?

I've turned everything to shit.

I'm getting married to that lady.

That gentleman is my brother, he got stuck in his farmhouse

and my car was stuck.

That's enough.

The car is not registered to me.

We were coming down, a boar crossed the street.

Here I am, I'm here.

My brother, as I said.

He was the one who got stuck in the farmhouse.

I borrowed the car from a friend of mine to...

to go pick him up.

We were coming down and a wild boar crossed the road,

so we skidded.

Eh, these wild boars ... More and more in this area.

- Okay? - All right.

Well, be careful, over there the road is bad.

- Thanks. - Goodbye.

Remember that when I was in the shit,

you got me thrown in a cell.

You can go now.

If they catch him, he'll get 20 years.

If we help him, we're his accomplices.

I can't help it.

Get in the car, come on. Pietro, please.

Get on with your life.

They're only looking for one person, not three. Get the fuck on.

- Get on the fucking car. - Trust us.

(I was a junkie, a drug dealer and a murderer.)

(Being acquainted with certain dark parts of me)

(made me accept the darkness what's in all of us, and forgive it.)

(Nobody is without guilt.)

Let's go live to the Chamber of Deputies,

where Bossi is presenting a motion of no confidence in the government.

Honorable Mr. President,

let me remind you that you are not the state.

After you, there is no deluge!

Hon. Meluzzi!

The League, Mr. President, withdraws its confidence.

May the clerks take away that banner!

So...

Hon. Meluzzi, do you want...

Order!

The cameras aren't showing us the banner,

which is being censored by the Chairwoman of the Chamber.

Hon. Meluzzi, you're expelled from this chamber!

This is the second MP that Chairwoman Pivetti has expelled

after Broglia, also Meluzzi...

Something unexpected came up.

- Don't worry, they're trusted. - Jump on, let's go.

Wait a sec.

They are ready over there.

In the end I'll go back to the sea.

I wouldn't have done this for you.

I didn't do it for you.

Is it true it could be mine?

Don't look for me anymore.

What now?

Find out who I really am.

I can't believe it.

Find this bitch. She may tell whatever the fuck she wants, as long as she leaves me out of it.

You're always the same, Sir.

The future is yet to be written.

We had fun, you and I.