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BERLIN

Mom.

ROME
A FEW DAYS EARLIER

POLICE

Won't these guys set fire
to you too, in City Hall?

No, they're just nut jobs.

Sure, they're nut jobs,

but they've been ravaging
all of Rome for days.

All right. That's enough.
Are we celebrating or not?

Let's toast in spite of these assholes.

Ten new licenses.

A good amount.

As of tomorrow,
we Bonatestas can sell all over Rome.

Good thing I cleaned you all up.

There's no way in hell a family of gypsies
could've gotten this far otherwise.

Let's work on the next ten
tomorrow, huh, Ercolì?

Yes, Grandpa.

-Let's toast.
-Let's go!

Let's go!

What the fuck is going on?

It's getting rowdy out there, guys!

These guys are fucking crazy. Damn them!

What the fuck is this guy doing?
Does he think we're rats?

-Don't close it!
-Come with me, Ercole.

So, what are they saying in City Hall
about this shitshow?

What can they say?

This is a problem, Ercole.

We had to close all our stores downtown.

I have an idea.

It still needs work,

but… it's something.

You have an idea, Ercolì?

What the fuck are you talking about?

You're the son of a fucking moron.

The fact that you're still here
is a miracle.

You have this face.

A handsome face, isn't it?

But forget about ideas.

You already got what you were owed.

I gave you 7,000 votes.

Seven thousand.

Damiano!

Damiano! How the fuck
is it possible, for fuck's sake?

I'm asking, how the fuck can it be?

How the fuck? That dog was a phenomenon.

It could eat sheep after sheep.

And this is the third fight we've lost!

-Tell me how the fuck--
-Don't shout here, Victor.

If my father was here,
he'd have kicked your ass out.

Manfredi woulda kicked your ass out!

I'll show you how it's done.

You can't even train a dog,
for fuck's sake!

-Put that pipe down.
-Not even a fucking dog!

The only thing you're good for
is bleeding, "champ"!

Useless fucking dog!

Son of a bitch!

Damn you!

Come here.

Fuck.

Ms. Adelà, I'm sorry,
but the boy was wrong to do that.

Explain to him he can't just show up
and provoke a dog like that…

My grandson was born smart.
He's an Anacleti.

He has the blood of Manfredi and I
running in his veins.

I don't have to explain anything to him,
and neither do you.

That dog could've been a champion,
if it wasn't for you.

But today, he failed. No money.

We were laughingstocks.

-I'm working on it, Ms. Adelà--
-Doesn't seem like it to me.

Go clean that cage. It's disgusting.

I just cleaned it this morning.

I told you to go clean that cage!

And buy two new dogs when you're done.

Let's go home, sweety. Come on.

What a goal!

-Goal!
-Goal!

It's his last Superclásico game,
and he scores a header!

I think we'll miss him.

I think so too.

Let's go!

What a goal.

Damn, I gotta go.

Felipe, you too.

What's going on?

It seems the protest in San Giovanni
has become a war.

-Are you gonna wear it now, Armando?
-No, later. Let's walk.

If they think they can
erase people's anger with the army,

they have missed the point.

The air of war, we're all breathing it.

His Holiness requested this meeting

so we can discuss
how to confront this emergency.

They've stormed St. John's Basilica.

They destroyed a crucifix

and a statue of the Virgin Mary
on Via Merulana.

But this is still the Pope's city.

The city we reside in.

Do you think it will benefit the Vatican
if City Hall burns?

I think we have to form a united front
against the advancing barbarism.

Without any hesitation or leniency.

If you put it like that,
there is no doubt.

But actually,
we should cultivate some doubt.

Because we are men.

Are we sure
that the fire that is burning Rome

wasn't set to bring light to it?

The streets are full
of malcontents, outcasts.

And it is the outcasts
that our Lord has asked us to serve.

There's a deep crisis
that is eating into pensions, wages…

Aren't they sending us a message?

Maybe the time has come to change.

Everything.

Not only City Hall, but the Church too.

Don't you think the time has come

for you to leave
your humble abode with your friends

and become an adult?

-Are you asking me not to be late anymore?
-No.

To stop dreaming of another Pope.

Certain dreams can burn you.

You guessed correctly, Fiorenzo.
You know why?

Because you and I share the same dream.

It's true. I dream of another,
less conservative Pope.

One who will free us, not cage us,

who will serve the poor, not doctrine.

You also dream of another Pope.

But you see him
reflected in the mirror every morning.

I never dream.

Rome is burning, and you summon us

because you're scared your friends
in the majority will burn too.

Growing up is painful. I understand.

But there is no alternative, Armando.

The gang's all here.

-What's going on here?
-They only leave us the crumbs.

Now they wanna take
the crumbs away too, Damià.

To get a full loaf, you gotta earn it.

I don't think
it was ever a question of merit.

Let's see if you, at least, understand me.

As of today,
they won't even push smokes,

only mackerels and clams.

-Can you explain that to your siblings?
-What is there to explain?

-Hey.
-Morè.

Drop it.

Take the drugs to our turf.

Your package won't even last us a week.
Do you get that?

Lower the price of your clams.
They aren't oysters.

Know where you can shove those clams?

-What are you laughing at? She's laughing.
-Chill.

-You've got it in for me.
-What's this got to do with you?

You think I took Angelica from you.

Wow. You're dreaming.

Damià, you're missing the point.

Your siblings wanted to expand.

They said what I gave them wasn't enough.

So they went to the Egyptian
and got more drugs,

but they pushed it on our turf.

So, you know what I thought?

"I'll just get the Egyptian
to work directly for me,

and they can kiss my ass."

Is that true?

The truth is
we're sick of being broke, Damià.

-Why didn't you tell me first?
-Why would we?

-We always tell each other everything.
-But only me and him are broke now!

-We're fucking fed up with it.
-Enough already.

They took it all from us. Did you see her?
She's your wife's best friend.

Don't worry.
We don't wanna get you involved.

Involved in what?

Involved in solving the Nadia problem,
and the Anacletis above her…

We gotta do something crazy
to get rid of 'em,

so we're going to.

And what are you planning to do?

First, we take care of Nadia.

We'll bust into her gym
when she least expects it. Like now.

-And then?
-Then we'll waste them all. Right, Cè?

Right, Cè?

And then?

Then a war will break out.

Why? Did you ever make peace with them?

It's been 20 years, Giuliè.

You'll both get yourselves killed.

All right, Damià.

Thanks for dropping by.

Now go back to your cozy little house
and watch the dogs.

This is our problem.
We'll take care of it.

Come on, Cè. Let's get our pieces
and go kill that bitch Nadia.

Once we were three siblings
who did everything together.

I'm crazy. I'm not scared of anyone.

You got that?

Let's see if you got the balls
or if you're just a girl.

I'm just like you.

MAY 31, 1990

I'll show you.

Giù, they'll get mad.
I don't think it's a good idea.

Cesare, get off,
you're throwing me off balance.

If you're scared, you can go.

Won't your brother get mad, Spadì?

Damià, you can go too if you're scared.

Who the fuck was that?

-Let's go.
-Move it!

-Come here! Go get 'em, Manfredi.
-Yeah.

Kids!

Come here, you little shits!

With the slingshot.

Come on. Move.

A gang, Nando.
Your kids have formed a gang.

One Anacleti and three Lucianis.

Now Guerino will deal
with all four of you.

Right, Guerì?

He's gonna eat you alive.

Goddamn you.

See him?

Come on, let's go.

Let's go.

Damiano!

Go!

I love you, big bro!

-This is so fucked up!
-Nadia's inside with the drugs. Let's go.

Let's go.

-The stash is in there.
-Let's go.

You guys get the stash.
I'll deal with Nadia. Hurry!

Go!

I'm over here.

I gotta answer it.

Are you crazy?

That's it for now. I gotta go.

The Chief of Police has called a meeting
to evaluate the measures to take

regarding the riots
that have erupted in the capital

over the last two days.

The City Hall council
and the mayor himself are wavering

in the face of…

I'm off, then.

Okay. See you later.

Where have you been?

I got the dogs, Ms. Adelà.
Like you told me to.

Two beautiful animals. Come see.

Forget about that.

Forget it!

Something went down in Ostia this morning.

They killed four of Nadia's men
and put one in a coma.

They shot up the gym.

They took money and drugs.

A lot.

You know who it was?

It was your siblings, Damià.

What are you talking about?

-Did anybody see them?
-Nobody saw their faces.

They wore masks, the geniuses.

She says they argued with her earlier.
They were complaining.

He knows, Ms. Adelà.

He was there at the fish shop too.

That doesn't mean anything.
They always argue.

-They fight every day.
-They were pissed, Damiano.

He's got nothing to do with this.

Look me in the eye.

Do you know anything?

What are you saying, Ms. Adelà?
Damiano is family.

I'm saying that we've got dead men,

that they took a ton of our stash.

I'm saying blood will be spilled.

It wasn't them, Ms. Adelà.

They don't even know what guns look like.

It seems they do, actually.

Go talk to them.

Try and figure out what they're thinking.

You're at risk of ending up
an only child, I'm telling you now.

And you can tell them that.

-Morning, Stefà.
-Hi.

What's with the emergency meeting?

With all the chaos going on,
it seems the very least we can do.

Sure.

And these?

-They're Linden trees.
-How tall do they grow?

Well, I'd say from 15
to as much as 40 meters high.

No. You have to use little trees.

The Japanese ones with the red leaves.

The Lindens already cover
your second floor.

People have paid 15,000 euros
a square meter here.

We'll discuss it later.

Good morning, everyone.

Thank you for coming.

-You look relaxed.
-Why did you call us in, Amedeo?

The country is a ticking time bomb.

Have you seen the recent chaos?

Just yesterday, 135 injured.

Not counting those killed in Ostia.

People are losing their minds.
The government is about to fall.

But in Rome, we're the government.

Rome is becoming
the epicenter of this battle.

If we don't put an end to these riots,
heads and council seats will roll.

More precisely, yours.

We need to shift people's attention
to something else.

Let's give them something to dream about.

The new Colosseum.

Let's build a new stadium.

As the Latins used to say,
"bread and circuses."

Let's show everyone we're still capable
of taking this city into the future.

Now I am out of politics
and focusing on other things--

Spare us the modesty, Amedè.

We all know who runs City Hall,
or we wouldn't be sitting at this table.

Tell us how you'd build this stadium.

With what money?

A consortium comprised
of City Hall and private investors.

The funds are there.

They say it's impossible
to build anything new in Rome.

Do we want to debunk that bullshit or not?

Do we want to show everyone
we're capable of leaving our mark as well?

We give the people a stadium,
and we earn their votes.

Ms. Murtas.

You're the mayor's closest advisor,
but you haven't said anything.

It's a solid proposal,
and in these times, that's no small thing.

I think the mayor will like it,

and that as the majority party,
we can already express ourselves here.

-Sure.
-Shall we vote?

Forgive me, Amedeo,

but I'm going to have to say no.

Only due to the responsibility
I feel for my 7,000 voters

and the promises I made them
during my electoral campaign,

as you well know.

My vision for the future of this city

consists of concrete proposals,
addressing social issues

that try to meet the people's needs.

And nowadays, let's face it,

people only go to the stadium
if they have a home.

Right now, the ones who have a home
are afraid of losing it.

And the ones who don't
are burning down the city.

That, in summary, is my reasoning.

So, for now, I'm blocking the vote.
I want to think it over more.

Do you know
why that asshole blocked our vote?

Maybe it was a political move.

He's seeking space
in the left-wing of the party.

The party?

Bonatesta has always acted
in his family's interests,

always does what his grandfather tells him
without causing problems.

What happened today?

I don't know.

You're still sleeping with him, right?

I know that I am the mayor's
chief of staff, thanks to you.

But my private life is my business.

-Okay?
-Mm-hmm.

-I don't mix it with work.
-All right. We'll discuss it later.

Breaking news.

A shooting on the Roman coast
has left four dead…

Hello? This is Ercole Bonatesta.
May I speak to Santenocito?

…identified as a strategic point
of the Anacleti clan's illegal businesses…

You hear about Ostia?

It was them.

A source confirmed it for me.
Everyone knows it by now.

I told you they were sure bets.

Some things you don't forget.

As I know very well.

Yeah, I'll take care of it now.

I'm on my way to offer them a deal.

Bye.

They made the biggest mistake
of their lives, Ms. Adelà.

They're realizing that now.
They've never enjoyed life.

For years, so much money's passed
through Ostia, yet they only got scraps.

Should I be moved?

No, but I think this situation
can be resolved differently.

Without a war. I'm not saying that
'cause they're my siblings.

They've never had a fucking thing.

They don't need much,
but you gotta give them something.

You're saying I should reward them?

Act like what you are.

A leader.

Everyone knows that you can
crush them anytime you want.

First, I had to keep Angelica.

Whatever. With her first marriage,
she became my daughter.

Rules are rules.

Then I had to make an effort,
and I let her marry you. You know why?

Because you and your siblings are dogs.

That's what Angelica deserves.

A dog for a husband,

who spends all day working with dogs.

Anyway, it's not up to me.

I gotta talk to Badali and Cinaglia.

Damn, you're getting famous.

They're even talking about you
on the radio.

You did a nice job at the gym.

Look who the fuck it is.

I don't get it.
Are you saying that was us?

You don't wanna leave here alive, huh?

I've been watching you.

You hear that, Cè? He's been watching us.

Ercole, cut the crap.

They made me an offer.

I need to figure out if there are people
with a good reason to follow my lead.

Get outta here.

Let me say this, then I'll go.
We're kinda cousins, aren't we?

We ain't seen you in 20 years,
and we're cousins?

Go on, talk. What've you got to say?

Well, I'll say that
whoever did it, fucked up.

No offense.

Because if you shoot a dog,
you have to make sure it's dead.

Otherwise, it'll tear you apart.

Where the fuck did you learn that,
City Hall?

-I can see you don't understand.
-No. Do you, Cè?

No, we don't understand.

I remember that night.

And I think
you remember it better than I do.

The night when the Anacletis
made us all orphans.

MAY 31, 1990

Down, Ercolì.

Giulia! Damiano!

Dad!

Dad!

-Mom!
-Be quiet.

From this night on,
we Anacletis are in charge.

The Bonatestas and the Lucianis
no longer count for shit!

Be quiet. Don't speak.
Spadì, you come too.

-No. I wanna go with my mom.
-No, you're coming with me. Let's go.

Quiet, Damià.

Follow me. Don't worry.

Come on.

Just give us Spadino back, and we'll go.

-Mom!
-Mom.

-Mom, wake up.
-Wake up, Mom.

-Wake up.
-Wake up, Mom.

Come on, Spadino. Let's go.

Wake up.

Mom.

Everything's okay.

Mom.

Nobody here has forgotten
about those fuckers, don't worry.

Glad to hear it.

'Cause the way I see it,
you need to finish what you started.

Climb back up the chain, and quickly,

before they move first.

Because those guys work as a team.

Anacleti, Cinaglia,

Badali.

What the fuck do you care?

So what? What's in it for you?

Cinaglia is an obstacle
to my interests at City Hall.

And we all have a problem
with the Anacletis.

But Cinaglia is protected by Badali,

who gives him all the drugs
that go around Rome.

Let's break that chain.

Let's kill them. Get rid of them all.

You'll have to handle it though.

You've shown you've got balls.

We're not stupid, Ercole.

One is the king of Rome,
the other a Sicilian Mafia boss.

Know what he'll bring here?
An army. How can we handle that?

What if I told you
no one would come from Sicily?

Meaning?

Meaning that the guy who made me
this offer is part of his family.

His name's Santenocito.

He's young, but more intelligent.

He wants to make it to the top.

So if we take Badali out,
we'd be doing him a favor.

And what's in it for us, Ercole?

No more Anacletis.

Right?

Isn't that what we've always wanted?

Ostia.

Ostia is yours.

And you'll have a great friend
in City Hall.

One who could shower you with gold.

Let me know.

Have a nice day.

I thought Bonatesta was only meddling
in politics for his family.

Who the fuck knows what he's up to, Damià?
How can we trust him?

Cè, we've already taken the first step.

Did you hear him? This won't end here.

-How's the situation at your place?
-What's that old bitch Adelaide saying?

That "old bitch" is pissed.

We stole a ton of stuff from her,

and now they don't know
what to push on their turf.

She's thinking it over.

But she hasn't decided yet.

Should we talk to the old bitch?

Talk? You think she'll listen
while you talk?

We've come this far.

Might as well go all-in.
Bonatesta's right.

Us against them.
What have we got to lose?

You think we can start a war?

We gotta get even
with those fuckers once and for all.

Think how happy Mom and Dad would be.

What do we do, Damià?

Why are you asking him?

He's sitting pretty with the Anacletis.

The asshole even married one.

He also fired a gun today,
or did you forget that?

Hey.

What do we do?

I'm gonna take some fish for the kids,
if you don't mind.

We're weaning them.

And Angelica isn't an Anacleti anymore.

She's a Luciani now.

Put this on top.

I don't get why you got in Cinaglia's way.

No reason. He came up
with something I didn't like, so…

So, my ass!

We have all these licenses

thanks to him and the support he gives us.

Give me that. You're wasting half of it.

It's political stuff.
No point in me explaining it to you.

You gotta decide things with me!

Now call Cinaglia
and tell him you were wrong.

-No.
-What do you mean, no?

I've got better things to do.

They're waiting for me at the Vatican.
I have a friend who's a Cardinal.

What are you thinking, Ercole?

That I'm doing things my way, for once.

Bye, Grandpa.

I spoke to Cinaglia.

If it were up to me,
your siblings would've been dead.

But he doesn't want any shootings,
and he's in charge.

There will be a meeting tonight.

You Lucianis,
Cinaglia, and Badali will be there.

They'll do what you suggested.
They'll give them something.

And you?

The Lucianis have to return
everything they stole from us.

And we Anacletis have to be paid back.

We'll expand our turf in Ostia.

Thanks, Ms. Adelà.

They're dickheads,
but they don't deserve to die.

Well, at least now
we know what Cinaglia wants to do.

Build a stadium.

So infrastructure, transportation.

A boatload of cash.

Thanks, Felipe.

The slush fund is Badali's.

We knew it was here,
in the belly of the Vatican,

and that Nascari
was keeping an eye on it,

waiting for a good opportunity.

And now we know
what that good opportunity is.

A stadium.

Did Cinaglia mention a timeframe?

It seems like it's already underway.

I'm not surprised.

The money's been here for a while now.

Now that Cinaglia's made his move,

it's clear why Nascari doesn't want
the majority in City Hall to fall.

A criminal conspiracy,
acting through a Curia cardinal.

A criminal I intend to get rid of.

I'm no fucking saint either,
as we say in my family.

I've seen war, Ercole.

At times,
certain allies are the lesser evil.

You know what this ally says?

That I got on with the job.

And this morning,
I blocked Cinaglia's motion.

City Hall won't get any proposals
for the new stadium, for the time being.

I'll take care of Nascari
and Badali's money.

Once it's done, they'll call us.

How long will it take
to resolve this situation?

Not long.

The Lucianis will barely have time
to get out of their cars.

And while we enjoy our dinner,
they'll be six feet under.

Listen, between us and the Anacletis,
how many men did we send them?

I've always wondered if I was right
to allow you to marry Damiano.

And you've never even thanked me.

The kids are almost done eating.

Will you put them to bed?

Damià, you better not make them wait. Go.

This is an opportunity you can't waste.

Talk sense into your siblings.

I'll sort it, Ms. Adelà.

You have to think of your family.

Do things right.

In the end, he's a good man.

Being around dogs
has taught him to be obedient.

Let's go! Come on!

Go!

You still aren't done with those dogs?

Come on!

Someone got in!

Get the babies to safety!

Come on!

Angè.

Thanks for everything, Adelà.

Mom.

Who's this?

You gotta come, Spadino. Hurry!

They killed her, Spadì. They killed her.

Who was it?

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