All language subtitles for La.Piovra.1995.S07E02.DVDRip.XviD-TvT-eng

In a city in Sicily

a prisoner recently extradited
from Germany, Rosario Granchio,

seeks to reveal a terrible secret
to Judge Silvia Conti.

But before he can talk he's killed,

practically under the nose
of his minder,

the young inspector
Gianni Breda.

Silvia Conti asks to be sent
to investigate.

She has her reasons.

It was in this same Sicilian city

that I nspector Corrado Cattani
had taken on the Octopus,

a battle which resulted
in his death.

Silvia senses the hand of fate.
She finds the city greatly changed.

The old Mafia's power
is under challenge

from an increasingly aware public

championed by Daniele Rannisi,

an odd character, half journalist
and half disc jockey.

Meanwhile, Rosario Granchio's
death sparks a feud.

Sara, Granchio's daughter,
kills the lover of NuZZo Marciano,

the boss who murdered her father
and her fianc� Antonio.

The woman's young son,
Nino Rodio, also dies in the attack.

Sara is contrite, but is left
isolated and in despair.

Silvia Conti suspects that
the key to this chain of crimes

lies with
Rosario Granchio's secret,

a secret rooted in the past.

And from the past emerges
Countess Olga Camastra

and her controversial liaison
with I nspector Cattani.

Meanwhile, Saverio Bronta,

an Italian expatriate
living an exile's life in Russia,

is probing Camastra's dealings
in that country,

a massive operation
laundering money from Italy.

OCTOPUS 7

I nvestigation into the Death
of I nspector Cattani

Part Two

Everybody thinks we killed
the woman and the child.

Now we're in trouble
and it's all your sister's fault.

My sister did what
you didn't have the guts to do.

Have you forgotten Antonio?
He was one of you.

You have a score to settle.
I don't want to pay for it.

Lino's right.

If you and your sister want
revenge, count me out.

- What's this?
- A down payment.

So from now on, the shops
will pay us instead of NuZZo.

Sounds good. Count me in.

Do what you like.
CraZy women bring bad luck.

Yes, sure. See you round.

Do you have any enemies

who'd want to
take revenge on your family?

Enemies? Me?

I'm just a draughtsman.

I have no money and no power.
Who'd bother with me?

We need your help
to find the killers.

What do you care?
You get paid no matter what.

Mr Rodio, your wife and son
were executed.

Maybe you crossed someone.

You know what
my only mistake was?

I wanted to have a beautiful
wife and a beautiful son.

Better than what
a nobody like me deserved.

And I wanted a quiet life,
with no hassles.

I liked to make people jealous.

That was my mistake.

That won't help us very much.

Who are you afraid of?

I'm afraid of everybody,
even you.

But I don't care any more.

I'm tired.

I just know my son is dead,
and he was only seven.

How much worse
can it get?

May I go now?

All right.

What does it take to make
someone talk here?

He's covering up for someone.

Probably.

But he's ashamed
of his fear.

That's the bank.

Little more than
a money exchange.

It's hard to believe
all that money comes from here.

The computer
showed it clearly.

Today 50 billion lire
will go through that bank.

And much more
in the next few days.

Come, he's expecting you.

Sobchak is
the bank's accountant.

He'll tell you what you want
to know for 1000 roubles.

Who's the Croce del Sud
account holder?

It's money from your country.

I knew that.

How does the money get here?

He wants more.

Go on.

The Croce del Sud is
an Italian ship. It's here now.

A ship? What has it got to do
with a bank?

They've opened an account,
but it's secret.

There they are.

Is the money in there?

An electronic transfer
could be traced.

So they've reverted
to the old system.

Carrying the money across
the border in suitcases.

Only this time they've done it
on a grand scale.

You've found
what you were looking for.

Now you'll go back to Italy,
won't you?

I know I don't mean
anything to you.

But what will you tell your wife?

There's no lesson today.

Or rather, we'll have
a special lesson.

That's why we have a guest.

We've invited her...

to help us understand
why Nino isn't here any more.

I think that...

when such a terrible thing
happens

the right way to react
is to discuss why it happened.

It won't bring Nino back

but it will keep him alive
inside us.

This is where Nino sat.

Though he wouldn't
always sit quietly.

What's your name?

I'm Silvia.

You're a cop.
I saw you on TV.

Not exactly.
I work with the police.

I'm trying to find out
who took Nino from you.

I didn't know him well,
so I thought I'd ask your help.

I won't tell you anything.
I'm not a bastard.

Do you know
what bastard means?

- Does anyone else know?
- I do.

My Dad says
a bastard is a busybody.

A spy.

Pasquale was a bastard

when he told the teacher
that Marco had punched Lucio.

That's a lie.

No, it's true.

It's not true.

Please, children,
one at a time.

Is there anyone
who thinks differently?

I do.

- What's your name?
- Marco.

I'm the one who punched Lucio.

I think a bastard is Nino's
killer and people like him.

I don't know who
took Nino away from you.

But I know it's someone who
often uses the word bastard.

I'd be happy if you never
uttered that word. I n fact...

If someone says it,
leave him all by himself.

And if he asks you why,

say it's a promise
you made to Nino.

I didn't see the killer's face.
He had a helmet.

He was a young guy,
rather short.

What do you know
about Nino's parents?

They seemed to be
an average family.

You never noticed
anything unusual?

Often he was picked up
from school by a man.

He had a luxury car, but
didn't look like a gentleman.

- How often did he come?
- About twice a week.

He was there when
they took Nino's body away.

- You think he's involved?
- No.

That man was distraught.

He was terribly upset
by the boy's death.

- Do you know his name?
- No.

Do you know
anything about him?

No, that's all I know.

- Hi. Are you ready?
- Yes, sure.

Sit there.

Here's the microphone.

Composition. My Family.
By Nino Rodio.

I don't mean to brag,
but my family is a bit special.

Let me introduce them to you.

My family is made up
of three people.

Actually, there are four of us,
counting Uncle NuZZo.

He's not a real uncle,
but we call him Uncle.

There's me, Nino,

my Mum, Marcella,
and my Dad, Giuseppe.

I have no brothers because
Mum says we can't afford them.

I asked my Dad too, but
he said it's not my business.

- Mr Mayor, a comment...
- Not now.

Mr Mayor,
it's a very poignant moment.

The whole city is grieving.

Today we suffer defeat.

But I guarantee the day
of reckoning will come.

We're working
to hasten that day.

Even the Hon. Mr Monteverde

wanted to join the crowd
on this day of mourning

despite his busy schedule.

A comment, sir?

I'm sorry...

I don't feel like talking
right now.

My dad is forty-eight.

He's tidy and good-natured,
and never gets angry.

He's the only one of us who
opens the fridge with the pedal.

But the best character
in my family is Uncle NuZZo.

Because he likes cars
and even lets me drive his.

And I must say
Uncle is very generous.

He gave me...

a Total Recall robot,
a water machine-gun,

a gun that looks real
and a car that really works.

I can sit in it
and it goes pretty fast.

Do you need money
for the funeral?

I at least want to pay
for the funeral.

You didn't even leave me
the joy of giving him presents.

We had an agreement.

Yes, we did. But now
you have to honour it too.

You must find the killer.

You needn't ask me.

I'll find him
if it's the last thing I do.

I loved Nino.

I don't want to know.
Just do what you have to do.

"My Dad is forty-eight.

"But the best character
in my family is Uncle NuZZo."

These were the last words
Nino wrote in his notebook.

His special family
cost him dearly.

I have a suggestion
for our fearless force.

Why not ask the kind uncle
how he pays for all his gifts?

Find this journalist.
I want to talk to him.

Where are you going?

Sara...

Sara!

Where have you been?

Answer me.

What are you doing here?

- You killed Dad and Antonio.
- What?

What are you talking about?

What you taught me
wasn't true.

I should have killed you,
not them!

Go get her.

The whole town is in mourning
for Nino and his mother.

Our people and institutions

have reaffi rmed the truest
values of our society.

I n the words of the mayor,

"A handful of criminals won't
tarnish this town's reputation."

What's your involvement
with NuZZo Marciano?

I saw you with him
in the shop.

He's the same man who
picked up Nino at school.

Did you tell the judge?

No.

But I will, if you
don't tell me the truth.

Who is he?

Answer me.

He was in the shop when
they killed those poor souls.

Those poor souls
were extortionists.

And NuZZo was doing
the same before them.

Why didn't you tell the judge?

Because I don't care
if they kill each other.

Then...

it was NuZZo who killed them.

I've always tried
to keep you out of this.

Out of what? What did you
try to keep me out of?

See this tiny gadget? I need
a steady hand to work with it.

I can't do it any more.

For six months now
I jump at every noise.

There's a war going on
and I won't get involved.

What about the boy?
He died because of that war.

I'm a victim just like him.

I've paid 200 million lire
to those thieving bastards.

And I should be concerned
if they kill each other?

But he was only seven.

I don't want to know!

Whose side are you on?

Leave the girl to me.

She's mine. You mustn't
lay a finger on her.

You just take care of
those other punks.

I'll take care of the rest.

Don NuZZo, Sarcone's here.

I don't want to see him.

Why don't you want to see me?

- What do you want?
- Personally, nothing.

But there's someone
who wants to talk to you.

I'll see him in the morning.

Not tomorrow. Tonight.

And call your men off.
There'll be no war tonight.

You can't go in.
You carry germs.

There's something
I must ask Don Aragonese.

Why does he need you
when he has him?

How do you feel?

There isn't a drop of
my own blood left in my veins.

This wretched disease
is eating me alive.

The countess is complaining

that you've started a war
with that gang...

against my orders.

And he was betrayed by
a girl he took into his home.

Like a fool.

Granchio's daughter.

They've killed my son.
I must avenge him.

I must do it
for your reputation too.

If I don't act now

I'll lose face in this town
and so will you.

You say you're
concerned for my reputation.

But you've shown
no regard for it.

Why didn't you tell me
you had a son?

His mother was married.

I decided to let her and
her husband bring him up.

So that he'd be safe
from my enemies.

Nobody needed to know.

Am I your enemy?

Were you afraid of me too?

I too had three sons.

They were all killed
in the 1970 war.

I suffered like a dog,
just like you now.

But the Family asked me

to make peace with those
who ordered their deaths.

It was necessary
for business.

Today I must ask you
to do the same.

No.

As far as I knew,
you didn't have a son.

So you don't have anybody
to aVenge.

As you wish, Don Aragonese.

That's better.

Remember that the countess
speaks for me too.

You may go now.

The trucks
arrive in a few days.

We should replace
NuZZo with Sarcone.

No. I need Sarcone here.

NuZZo doesn't know what's in
the trucks. He won't be tempted.

It's a moonless night.
The stars are hiding.

It's a night
too dark for dreaming.

Just a second.

I have to leave you now.
My guest has arrived.

A hero. Or rather, a heroine.
Guess who she is.

That's right,
it's the fearless magistrate.

The woman of your dreams.
And maybe of mine too.

Giorgio Rambaudo, aged 58.
Accountant. Married, two sons.

Elected mayor with the help
of Mafia-run electorates.

Lucio Panarea, aged 40.
Driving force of Diana TV,

the highest-rating network
in town.

Daniele Rannisi, aged 25.

Broadcasting licence expired.

Stepson of businesswoman
Olga Camastra.

Real estate assets
estimated at 200 billion lire.

Is that all?

I thought
it was more than that.

Anyway, that's my family's.
Personally, this is all I have.

It's cosy and comfortable.

And if I don't like the view,
I change it.

Nino's uncle is
NaZareno Marciano,

the worst extortionist in town.

- How do you know?
- I have my sources.

I'm not interested in hearsay.
I need evidence.

I'm a journalist. I nformation
is my bread and butter.

Why should I share it with you?

To help me find who killed
a little boy.

Don't take it personally,
but I don't like judges.

I don't like handcuffs,
prisons, bars...

And it's always the underdogs
who pay, like Rodio.

Don't you believe in anything?

I only believe in what I say
and in the life I've chosen.

But I'll never believe

in Truth, Justice, I nstitutions
and all the other big words.

You're just like the others.
You enjoy rocking the boat,

but when things get serious,
you run for cover.

Like your fellow citiZens.

NuZZo is Nino's real father.

How do you know?

Let's say...
NuZZo is a friend of the family.

- What do you mean?
- You're asking too much.

- That's better than nothing.
- Thanks for the coffee.

This is Radio Tam Tam
wishing you good night.

Everybody tells me
to grow up and settle down.

But I'm like Peter Pan.

If I grew up, I wouldn't be
able to fly any more.

What was your relationship
with the Rodios?

Giuseppe Rodio and I
are old friends.

You're also friends
with the Granchio family.

The father is killed
before he can talk to me

and then you take
the daughter into your home.

Rosario Granchio
was also my friend.

Is it a crime to help a friend
by giving his daughter a job?

Anyway, Sara is not
at my place any more.

That girl
isn't thinking straight.

Maybe that's because just days
after her father's death

someone killed her boyfriend
in a protection-racket war.

Have you anything to say
about that?

You could at least give me
a standard answer.

My client has no information
relevant to this case.

- Just as I thought.
- May we go now?

Not yet.

Do you intend to avenge
the death of your son Nino?

I don't have any sons.

I only have friends.

Remember the last words
of Nino Rodio's composition?

If you guess who the fabulous
Uncle NuZZo really is

you'll discover a well-kept
secret of our fair city

and you can win
a great record by...

Bastard!
Just like that slut Camastra.

What do you want now?

Ah, the rent money.

Here, take it.

Marcella and Nino
have been dead a week.

What have you done
to avenge them?

Take this. And find yourself
a woman if you can.

I had a woman.
You took her from me.

And that wasn't enough.

Remember what you said?

"Do me a favour, Rodio.

"Keep Marcella with you, for
appearances' sake and for Nino."

I had to accept,
swallowing my pride.

Didn't I keep the whole family?

You enjoyed the good life too.

The good life?
You must be kidding.

I was a guest in my own home,
in my bed.

The good life!

My life's been hell.

At first I hated your son.

But I'm incapable of hating.

I'm weak, as you say.

I grew to love Nino
as if he were my own son.

But you didn't love him
as much as I did.

You didn't protect them and
you haven't even avenged them.

Who will avenge them? You?

Go home.
I've no time for this shit.

What are you going to do?

What you're incapable of doing.

Weather report.
It's a lovely clear night.

There's tension in the air.
We're expecting a change...

Fight fear with courage...

We're sticking it up NuZZo.

Today the Porta Garibaldi gang
asked to join us.

And Ninni Carbone
of the illegal casinos

wants our protection.

What did you say to him?

I said we accept if he gives us
20 percent on the bets.

People are paying us protection
and NuZZo hasn't lifted a finger.

But when he finds out,
we're finished.

You're just scared.
We must act now

and show him up
for the coward he is.

You did it.
You took my son.

You killed my wife and my son.

Why did NuZZo send you?

You're not involved in this.

They were my wife and son.

Who else should have come?

It had to be me.

If I pull the trigger
you're nothing any more.

He didn't want to kill me.

He wanted to prove
he had the guts to do it.

They left him in Casualty.
He's critical.

Rodio...

Who did it?

Tell me who did it.

Nino is mine.

Nino is my son now.

Rosario is dead too

Saverio has gone.

You had to know the truth.

Let go of me!

Hold this in your hands.

It will warm you
during the journey.

I n Russia we say...

While the coal is burning,
somebody's waiting for you.

When the fire goes out,
somebody's thinking of you.

You'd better forget me.
I'd be no good for you.

- Saverio!
- Chiara!

Why are you going back
to Sicily?

Why are you leaving me?

You're Chiara?

And who are you?

He wanted you here
to say goodbye.

The court finds the defendant
Camastra not guilty.

What solicitor?

Ah, yes. Put him on.

Good morning.

No, I'm sorry. I haven't had
time for your client's case.

The Chief Judge
gave me the file and...

Stefano Mura?

Yes, here it is.

Stefano Mura...

Theft.

Could we possibly
discuss it tomorrow?

Wait a minute.

Electronic theft from
Camastra Enterprises.

I've changed my mind.
Is it possible to see him now?

Fine.

The computer expert accessed
Camastra's database

repeatedly transferring sums
of money to his own account.

- It's an unusual procedure.
- He's an unusual defendant.

Fancy keeping a man who steals
from home under house arrest.

It was a sort of prank.
He returned everything.

- Who's playing music?
- That's him.

Actually, it's very simple.

Camastra had offered
a scholarship for young musicians.

I came first in the contest

but they gave the scholarship
to the mayor's son

who is actually tone deaf.

I got so mad
that I took it back.

With that?

Yes.

Could we have a minute alone?

As you wish.

I found that the access key
to Camastra's database

was a combination
of electromagnetic signals.

Not unlike a musical score.
The rest was easy.

It's like working out a song
from the initial notes.

Child's play.

There.
We're inside the system.

This is the salary file
for the employees.

I only had to add my name

to have what was
rightfully mine.

So you have access to all
her financial transactions.

Yes. But I promise
I'll never do it again.

I wouldn't be so hasty.

I need a small favour.

I need to know if she has links
with NaZareno Marciano.

Why don't you ask her?

I see. Red tape, delays...

There he is.
Marciano, NaZareno.

He's classified
as a security guard.

Not a bad salary for
that kind of job. 10 million!

- Anything else?
- No, that's all for now.

How about revoking
the house arrest?

You're still just as dangerous.
However...

I want to give you a chance.
Would you like to work for me?

- Judge Conti is here.
- Did she say why?

- No. She's coming up.
- Show her in.

- Please sit down.
- Thank you.

I hear you moved out
of my house.

Wasn't it spacious enough?

Quite the contrary.
But that's not why I'm here.

As you know, we're investigating
the Rodio murders.

We've been deeply affected
by that tragedy.

People are scared and
that's bad for business.

I hadn't thought
of that side-effect.

I need information on your
employee NaZareno Marciano.

Marciano? Yes, I think
he works for me. Why?

We've had a report on him.

I've listened to
my stepson's broadcast too.

He'll never grow up.

To him people are good or evil.
And Marciano's evil.

I n the past he was
a bit of a hot-head

but now he's just
a loyal security man.

He offers you protection

like the protection he offers
to suburban shops.

I don't check
on my employees' records.

If he's committed a crime,
it's up to you to find out.

To me, he's just a watchman
who does his job well.

- Everything all right?
- Yes, Countess.

- Where's NuZZo?
- He hasn't come.

Those punks are making trouble.
I'm standing in for him.

I want him here.
Day and night.

Yes, Countess.

Doctor Corinto, please.

Activate the scrambler.

Our friend from the court
of justice came to see me.

You assured me
she didn't suspect anything.

I don't think she does.
But I'm nervous about it.

She's obsessed with the past.
She's come about Granchio.

I'm afraid she could
reopen that old story.

Is she investigating
those old files again?

No, but I'm worried.

We must try to send her away.

I'll try to solve
this problem too.

I still have a few friends.

- But she'll be hard to convince.
- All right.

There's a rumbling noise
rising from deep beneath the city.

Like a tremor heralding
an earthquake.

It will be our own Big One.

And when it's over, not many
people will be left standing.

The cold wind of fear is
blowing in every street tonight

sweeping away anyone
who doesn't bend to it.

It's the same wind that has
swept away women and children.

Don't listen to that idiot.

The old warlords
can't keep up the pace.

They're giving way
to the new shining stars.

The barbarians
of the 21 st century.

The Barroti gang.

PAI D NU ZZ O MARCI ANO

Ready.

Let's go.

Is there still some fool
who won't give in?

If you're out there,
step forward.

We must shout their names.

That's what Radio Tam Tam
is going to do.

Watch out, punks.

You think you own this city,
you roam the streets...

But you're mistaken.

This city is fed up.

It has exhausted
its reserves of fear.

This city can't take it any more.

Watch out. You think
you're strong and powerful.

But one voice
is all it takes to stop you.

A whisper is all it takes.

Rannisi!

We don't like the music
you play on your shitty radio.

Change it
or we'll do it for you.

It's quicker
to change stations.

I'm fond of my music.

Why don't you enjoy
the countess's money

and stop meddling
in people's affairs?

Life is short.
Want to throw it away?

Look at those pretty colours.

Next time it's petrol.

Let's go, boys!

Open up, Altofonte.
It's payday!

Have you forgotten?

- Let's call the police.
- Don't be stupid.

Open the door or we will.

The inspector, please.
It's urgent.

Attention all cars.
Extortion attempt under way.

Go to Via dei Mille
to assist I nspector Breda.

- You bastard!
- I didn't do it.

Let's go!

Shit!

- What did they want?
- I told you. They're clients.

Why did your wife call us then?

My wife has fragile nerves.

Just report them.
It's in your interest.

Save your lectures for school.

Nothing.
We searched all night.

Thanks for your cooperation.

If you change your mind,
call me.

I'll be ready to listen.

It's easy for you to judge.

I'm not judging you.
I'm just looking at you.

You've changed.

I'm still the same.

Then I've changed.

What do you mean?

I can't take it any more.

Goodbye...

Bye.

Goodbye, Miss.

- Aren't you going home, Miss?
- No, not today.

Goodbye.

I'm doing something wrong.
The situation keeps worsening.

- We're doing our best.
- Obviously it's not enough.

They're afraid of talking to us.
I can't persuade them.

They're scared. If I could
lay my hands on those crims...

But you can't.

A surprise for you.
It came a little while ago.

- What is it?
- A letter from the ministry.

You must be happy.

I can't leave. Not now.

Why not?
The inspector's here.

And if he needs me,
I'm here.

- Well, congratulations.
- Thank you.

Good news?

I don't know.
I have to go to Rome.

What do we do here?

Don't worry, I'll manage.

I had my doubts too.

The procedure
for these appointments

is not usually
so straightforward.

So I made a few enquiries

on the seriousness
of the offer.

This new UN
drug enforcement agency

will avail itself of skilled men
and vast resources.

- Why do they want me?
- Because you're the best.

I don't know.

Maybe they want me
out of Sicily.

Yes, that's possible.

That's why I wanted to see you.

- What have you found out?
- I'm sure Aragonese's alive.

What evidence do you have?

None.

But I can't drop
this investigation.

You can count on my support.

But frankly, I wonder...

Can we waste
such an opportunity?

They're hard to come by.

It's international recognition
for our work.

And you'll be more
helpful to us in that position.

Remember, I can always
replace you in Sicily.

I'd send a capable young man.

I'll have to think about it.

But for once
think of yourself as well.

When did you last take a walk
without a police escort?

You don't have to be
in the trenches to win a war.

But if you decide
to stay there,

you'll have
my complete support.

Let's wait
for the judge to return.

Her statement is based
on her husband's words.

It's not enough
to arrest NuZZo.

- It's enough to detain him.
- What's your plan?

Never mind.

Then you take responsibility.

Having second thoughts?

No. There was
an apostrophe missing.

My husband, Mario Altofonte,
told me on the said day,

that he was the victim of
extortion by NaZareno Marciano.

I learned that Marciano was
in conflict with a rival gang

over their respective
extortion activities.

On that matter, I learned
from the same source

that the above-mentioned
NaZareno Marciano

is responsible
for the double murder

committed near my husband's
business premises.

- Who are you looking for?
- NaZareno Marciano.

What do you want?

You're under arrest for murder
and Mafia-style association.

- Is that all?
- That's all.

Rocco, book me
a restaurant table for tonight.

Look.

He can't harm you.

You have nothing to fear.

He'll get out eventually.

He won't, if you confirm
the allegations.

I'm sorry, I can't.

I just can't.

Mario, think about it.

I'm scared too.
Please don't desert me.

All right.

Who'll sanction the arrest
if Conti isn't back tomorrow?

- She'll be back.
- What if she isn't?

Give them witness protection
tonight.

Okay.

Escort them upstairs.
We'll stay here.

Camastra Enterprises...

What is it, Mario?

That damn bitch!

Stop here.

But it's unwise.

Pull over, please.
I want to go for a stroll.

You said it. You wrote it...

That he was irresponsible.

A pathetic man who lived
in a world of his own.

Yes.
That's exactly how it was.

You wrote that
he didn't play by the rules,

that he was headstrong
and never backed down.

Ridiculous, isn't it?

And he was ambitious.
He wanted to go far.

This is how far he's gone.

Write that down.

I swear, Corrado...

I'll never back down
until I find them.

All of them.

For now they're just
well-founded rumours,

but it seems Judge Conti
has decided to accept

a prestigious
international appointment

as head of a UN
drug enforcement agency.

This will be the apex of
a long and prestigious career.

Judge Conti, please.

Try the restaurant.
It's urgent.

Did she leave a message
for I nspector Breda?

No message, thank you.

...one of our best
investigative teams.

Cattani and Judge Conti,

who became companions
in life as well as at work,

achieved unequalled results
in the fight against crime...

Chief Judge Orione, please.

So, are you sure?

You're not confirming
your wife's statement?

Of course he does.
Give him time.

You made a commitment.
You can't let us down now.

That's enough, Your Honour.

The witness has already
stated his position.

Can't you see?
He's terrified of that bastard.

I nspector!

Another word
and I'll send you out.

So...

Do you confirm your wife's
allegations or don't you?

Well?

Bloody thing!

Wait.

Let me buy the new
I nspector Cattani a coffee.

Watch it, you shit!

It's pointless.

What's going on?

If Altofonte had signed...

Do you know why he didn't?

He crumbled
face to face with NuZZo.

If he hadn't done it now
he'd have done it in court.

- What should I have done?
- Waited.

He'd have come round
eventually. And now he won't.

All right. I screwed up.

But where were you?
Celebrating your promotion?

What are you talking about?

I'm not Cattani.
I never will be.

- Sorry. Find another one.
- Get out!

We'll talk
when you calm down.

Anyhow,
I'm not going anywhere.

You can't just walk in there!

Never mind. I don't want
any dramas. And I'm busy.

You dishonoured my bills
just as I had to give evidence.

Know what happens
if I tell the judge?

Nothing. I have every right
to collect my debts.

You're in with Marciano.
He uses extortion,

you send us broke
then buy us up for a song.

Calm down.
If you'd gone against NuZZo

your business would be at risk
and I'd lose my money.

But I believe
you've retracted.

Halt the distraint proceedings
against Altofonte.

See?
I'm not so mean after all.

I just hope that one day

someone has the courage
to send you to jail.

Courage is a fine quality.

But very rare,
my dear Altofonte.

Hold this in your hands.

I t will warm you
during the journey.

I n Russia we say...

While the coal is burning,
someone is waiting for you.

When the fi re goes out,
someone's thinking of you.

Someone's taken
these disks from the safe

and has copied them.

The director said only you
had the key, apart from him.

I didn't do it.
I know nothing about it.

She says
she doesn't know anything!

Now you'll tell me where your
friend Saverio Bronta's gone.

Because if you don't,
I'll have to hurt you.

Come on, let's go.

We have to get out.
Come on, there's no time.

Go!

Jump!
Don't be afraid, jump!

- I can't...
- Jump!

- Now we're brothers, Saverio.
- Brothers.

Damn my rotten legs...
They don't support me any more.

Take me back to bed.
It's no use.

That judge...
wants to put me in jail.

She doesn't know I'm already
locked inside a jail...

This sick old body of mine.

Now go, Sarcone.
I want to talk to NuZZo.

Are you happy, then?

The countess has dealt with
Altofonte for you.

It must have been
in her interest too.

I don't expect you
to thank her.

Friends have told me something
that makes my blood boil.

I can't afford
to let that happen.

They told me an old
acquaintance of yours is back.

Someone who got away
from you once before.

Saverio Bronta.

But maybe it's good
that he has come back.

He's the last one left.

Apart from you.

But you're my godson.

You must take that thorn
from my side.

But this time, no mistakes.

Or I'll think that you care
more for him than for me.

What's that pen-knife for?

It belonged to me...
a long time ago.

I had lost it.

But today somebody
sent it to me.

Tell me, Rocco,
do you have a friend?

I mean a real friend,
not an associate.

His name is Ranuccio.
But he lives in Argentina.

He comes home at Christmas.

What do you do
when you meet?

Do you really want to know?

On Christmas Eve
our families get together.

The women talk about the kids,
we exchange presents.

Then we talk about his work.

He left 10 years ago and has
a greengrocer's stall.

He hasn't made any money.

But I love him, because
we grew up together.

Stop here.

There's something I have to do.

Do you need me?

No.

I have to do it myself.

You should have stayed away
for everyone's sake.

This won't save you.

If you want to do it,
do it now

like you did
with all the others.

I was following orders.

We were like brothers.

We trusted each other.

- Now we're brothers, Saverio.
- Brothers.

I couldn't save the others.

I almost got myself killed
to let you escape.

This time I can't help you.

- Why have you come back?
- Because that wasn't a life.

I spent six years there.

And all the time I had
one thought. To return.

I kept thinking about what
happened. Day and night.

Remember what you told us?

It's the chance of a lifetime.
And it was.

The others are dead,
I lost everything... and you?

- What did you gain from it?
- I gained this city.

Aragonese gave it to me.

Are you sure about that?

Think about it.
Who's in charge here?

Think a couple of shops
is all there is?

You're just a servant

who isn't allowed
to handle the silver.

You get the leftovers
but you must keep quiet.

They've used you too.

Don't you want to know
what I've come to tell you?

I n Russia I saw
a ship full of money.

It came from here.

From your city.

From your masters.

Out. Everybody out.
Open a container.

I don't want anybody here.
Get out.

If you're lying,
our friendship is worthless.

I'll kill you.

You have to trust me.

Help me.

The stuff is hidden
behind these.

They told me
there were drugs in here.

I thought it was
a smuggling operation.

For this they wouldn't let me
aVenge my son.

They're getting away
with the Family's money.

This isn't just Mafia money.

This is a veritable treasure.

Billions of dollars.

And this is only one load.

The dirty money of
the whole country is in here.

Aragonese and Camastra
are just the caretakers.

Behind them there are
important people.

And right now
they're scared.

Do you know who's expecting
this money in Russia?

Corinto.

What do you plan to do?

I want to renew our pact.

Yes?

You shouldn't have
rejected that appointment.

We sent you a letter of
promotion. It's under the door.

What's going on?

They sent me this.

That was six years ago.

How does this thing work?

Give it a solid tap.

No, not like that.

Wait.

Try with both hands.
So it won't slip.

Again.

Again.

Subtitles: Donna Tieri
Peter Templeton

Subtitles @ SBS Australia 1995