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Stop here, please.

What's your name?

Cavani Marcello.

You can go.

Open up, colleague.

Turn around.

Over there, please.

How are you?

Jailed.

Is your family OK?

Yeah.

And you?

Fine.

Everything's OK.

Listen,

what are you gonna do about that drunkard?

About who?

Alain Delon,

let us know whose side you're on.

Life is like a card table.

If you play,

you must be willing to lose.

That's me.

Marcello Cavani.

AKA "Alain Delon".

I made my mark.

I gained everything I wanted to:

lots of money, a family,

respect.

I thought I had everything.

But, alas...

I can't believe it. Come down!

- You watch the boy! - OK, don't worry.

- Watch him closely. - Yes, ma'am.

- I mean it! - Got it.

- I want to listen to the singer. - Go!

I like him a lot!

Marce, listen to me.

In your opinion, how many chances do we have...

...to make more than 100,000 Lira tonight?

80%.

80%, Marce?

If we make more than that, you get a 500 Lira note.

Deal.

Hey, dad...

- Here it is, how do you like it? - Good boy.

Look here, Marce.

- I'm off. - Wait, boy!

In our business, elegance is paramount.

It's the first thing people notice.

Everyone must see that, aren't we decent people?

- We're men of respect. - What?

- We're men of respect. - Let's go, "man of respect"!

- You, wait a minute. - Why?

Don't be afraid.

We made more than 122,000 Lira.

Happy?

Here.

I need to sit down.

- Gennaro! - Dad...

"As stated by the Naples Court by order of Judge Esposito Carmine,

As per the inclusion in the mortgage list...

...related to the property located in 23 Monterosa street,

owned by...

...taken note of the heritage request made in...

...by the mortgage hoarder"

It says "mortgage holder".

"...by the mortgage holder, with the following documents...

By order of the court, on March 17th, 1973, at 9 o'clock"

Don't you get it?

They're taking our house.

That's all that was left:

music impresario Raffaele Cavani left my mother with 4 sons

and a great load of gambling debts in the Naples area.

...located at 23 Monterosa street, 4 rooms, bathroom, terrace.

Pharaoh, we need the house.

The property is in bad shape.

Initial asking price: 14,700,000 Lira.

We'll settle that.

The bidding is now open.

Go ahead.

The lady says 14,800,000 Lira.

Gentlemen, you have now 30 seconds

to bid up.

Gentlemen, time's up. The lady obtains the property.

Ma'am, you may go over there.

Thank you.

Now,

here's the next property to go...

Come by my warehouse, OK?

Fine.

Who's that man?

The Pharaoh.

He's a ringleader.

Didn't you see everyone was tagging after him?

You wait for mum. See you at home.

I'm going to talk to him.

Since our father's death, we had to grow up fast.

But Gennaro

grew up the fastest.

- Good morning, Gennaro. - Hi, Pharaoh.

- So? - Look at what I brought you.

Saint Clara.

It was his.

You did well.

I worship Saint Clara.

I grew up, too.

I was discovering new needs.

But, you know... family first. I had to play my part.

What's up, Babba?

Everything OK, Genna?

Let's go.

Babba, let's go, come on.

I'm Marcello Cavani, looking for my brother Gennaro.

Carmine, the boys are here.

Here's the hit squad Gennaro was in: Fatty,

Montesomma

and Carmine. He was the eldest.

Genna, fix the baby bottle for your brother.

Man... stop that.

Don't listen to him.

For you.

Here's the money.

He has worked too.

Go have fun.

Your brother has some nerve.

- Who are you? - Wait.

- He's a friend of mine. - OK.

Come in.

This is Gennaro Cavani's brother.

His name's "Alain Delon".

- Good evening. - Good evening.

Can you play "zecchinetta"?

- A little. - Sit down, play a hand for me.

- Is everybody OK with it? - Yeah.

Listen to me.

There are two kinds of players.

If you lose and leave, that's OK.

If you're still here tomorrow morning...

that means you're a real player.

Then you're in deep shit!

Go on, play.

Let's play.

- 500,000 Lira. - Here are 400,000 Lira.

- Here are 400,000. - Wait for your turn, boy.

Here are 400,000.

Today everybody got their pension check!

Dad always told me I had to have a piece of paper, a diploma.

What diploma, dad?

I inherited only your shortcomings. But at least I did one good thing.

- Shall we try? - Yeah, go on.

- Don't fuck this up, Babba . - Don't worry.

Hi, honey.

Why don't you stop? I want to talk.

Don't be so fussy.

Just two minutes.

Come on! I'm begging you.

Rosa!

Stop, please...

Who told you my name?

Meet my friend Marcello. They call him "Alain Delon".

- I'm not interested. - How come you're not interested?

- He can't stop thinking about you. - Well, let him think.

Go, go!

Why aren't you interested? He's a good boy.

- Yeah, sure. - What's wrong with him?

- What did she say? - Never mind.

She's just a picky bitch!

What did she say?

Really wanna know? She knows your brother.

She knows our kind.

She wants nothing to do with you. Fuck you!

My scooter!

- You look really good. - We're in trouble, Babba .

I want 100 of those. See you in church.

- I have to get changed. - Come as you are, don't worry.

- Hi, boys. - Where's Rosaria?

She's inside.

Rosaria!

- I want to speak to your daughter. - She doesn't want to.

I'm gonna raise hell!

Wait a minute.

After 26 years of marriage

I still don't understand a woman's mind.

The bride's down there. Go.

What's this fuss?

I don't want those guys around.

- Who? - You know who I mean.

The whole neighborhood's here. What am I supposed to do?

Do you think I'm stupid?

No, Rosaria, I don't.

Do you know how much this dress cost?

And that wedding car you wanted so much?

And the ceremony, the party favors your mother chose?

Do you want to call this off?

I didn't do anything bad.

I don't want to know your business.

But don't bring business into our house.

OK.

Now hurry up.

Swear it to me.

God, you're beautiful.

Best wishes.

- Thank you. - What a beautiful party.

- Here's a little present. - Thank you.

Give it to him.

Thank you.

Are you happy?

Guys...

What's that?

- What's inside? - Open it.

That's too much...

Hurrah for the newlyweds!

A car!

No less than a car, man!

Best wishes, guys!

Be good!

Who knows?

Maybe I could still have had a normal life.

But I was young.

I didn't want a normal life.

- Good evening, Enzo. - Good evening, boy.

See? What a little gem...

Not bad.

Let's close this deal.

Five...

and six.

All settled. See you.

See you, Marce.

Go ahead.

Let me.

- Fuck! - Now we're even.

Marcello,

What the hell happened to you?

They stole my car.

At least it's insured.

This city really went downhill.

How about our honeymoon?

We'll take the plane. It's faster.

It's faster, Rosa!

It's faster!

Business was good.

Our hash was everywhere,

selling faster than black market cigarettes.

For the first time I was making real money.

Good evening. That necklace over there.

- How's it up close? - Wicked!

Jesus Christ...

What's going on?

Earthquake!

Rosaria!

Get away, Marce! It's dangerous here.

I brought you something.

THAT'S HOW THE RECONSTRUCTION BEGINS

Look.

Contracts,

new construction sites.

That means loads of money.

Not just the trifles we get from shopkeepers.

Pharaoh,

I've got an idea...

You are an accountant.

Mind your own business.

From there to here, it's OK. From here to there, it's not.

All of you, guys, you are worth nothing.

Keep that well in mind.

Nothing!

Pharaoh!

Good morning.

I've got something for you.

The Seven Veils Madonna?

- Yeah. - Really?

- Are you coming? - You come up here.

Well, you see, it's fragile...

Will you help me?

- OK, I'll come around another time. - Wait, I'm coming.

He found it!

No more Marcello.

Now I was Alain Delon full time.

Mister Cavani?

God, she's beautiful!

May I hold her?

Don't you cry, for Dad's sake.

Look...

Do you see that? You're the Princess of Naples.

Guys, she's just been born!

Everything was fine,

family, friends, business.

After the earthquake we got most of the contracts:

the city was ours.

Montesomma, do you see the Decumani?

That's your job.

Gennaro, needless to say,

you must devour Secondigliano.

Marce,

Monterosa is yours.

- And what about me? - Let's see...

You go to Spain.

You'll bring on the dope!

Lampados was our Foreign Minister.

He managed a booming business.

In the 80s, if you wanted to get high you had to come to us.

Hashish, cocaine, heroin... We had everything.

The best prices in Italy.

Only Bari could compete with us.

Those were our golden years.

We were young, we were rich.

We were the Kings of Naples.

Let's see what Maestro says.

Just a little...

- Thank you, Maestro. - Goodbye.

The Family man in charge of the Decumani area...

...was in tight with Montesomma:

that shithead Piranha.

- Vince, give us a minute. - Alright.

Well done.

Come back here, Vince.

Carabinieri! Come with us.

Rule number one:

never ask for protection money from local shopkeepers.

But Piranha played dumb

and someone reported him to the Carabinieri corps.

Don Carmine gave the Decumani to Big Puss.

He worshiped the Madonna dell'Arco and was well-known in the area.

Puss brought in his brother, Juke-Box.

This seemed to fix the Decumani problem.

My family was getting bigger.

Finally we had a son.

Can you guess his name?

Please, come in.

Sooner or later we would end up in jail.

So we built one with our concrete, near home.

Montesomma, your name's already on this one.

Our workers made it.

We made good profit.

Carmine,

I like this one.

We are booking the suite...

We will be your neighbors.

Don Carmine...

Babba!

I need a private talk with you.

We have a problem with humidity.

Yeah, they stink.

Bank notes became a problem.

We needed to find a solution.

A solution to keep away the mold

and, above all, to avoid devaluation.

Don Carmine had so many diamonds buried

that Saint Gennaro's treasure looked like pocket money.

Anyway, it was raining cash

and only a trusted relative could handle such money.

My brother Antonio.

Kind of a sad guy,

but he worked like clockwork.

We operated in an apartment owned by a dummy.

Everything was handy: work...

and family.

Close but separated.

As per Rosaria's deal.

I don't know about that.

Did he tell you that?

Marcello.

Your mother.

Hi, mum.

Yeah.

Come at 7 o'clock.

Bring something to the kids.

I don't know what. Do as you please.

Bye.

What's up?

She's coming to watch the kids.

Tonight I'm taking you to a seafood house.

Put on my favorite dress.

Don't spare yourself. Now we own the place.

Really?

You bought the place of our wedding reception...

What next, the Royal Palace of Caserta?

We're already negotiating it.

Our host is a retired warrant officer.

- You're joking. - You don't believe me?

Officer...

Yes, Mr. Cavani?

- My wife wants to ask you something. - Please, ma'am.

Never mind.

- Is the raw seafood not good? - It's more than delicious.

- More than delicious! - Officer... When did you retire?

7 years ago I left the corps.

See?

- Sir, if I may... - Please.

Look at this chair.

Walnut wood, 18th century, with its original leather seat.

Every single chair is like that. I had them restored.

But they're hidden under those ghost-like sheets...

- I'd like to uncover them. - Good.

Have I got your permission?

Tomorrow I'll take off the other sheets.

Excuse me.

Hey, Juke-Box.

- Should I count it? - No need.

- Call me if you need anything. - OK.

Juke-Box!

Come here.

What the fuck?

Have a leaded candy!

Greedy Piranha was fresh out of prison,

rushing to get his territory back.

He shot Puss brother who had taken his place.

Carmine didn't like that.

Hey, Piranha!

Piranha...

You see that one?

- He's nice. - The fuck he is.

He's fast. But he has a problem.

He's a fuckhead.

The jockey keeps flogging him and yelling at him, but he's dumb.

He doesn't get it.

Must be the jockey's fault.

Do you know how much your act will cost me?

Call your brother and the other guy.

Marce!

From now on I'm giving the Decumani...

to you both.

But for 5 years

you will give half of your income to him.

Keep this in mind:

"From there to here,

it's OK.

From here to there,

it's not".

As you wish, Don Carmine.

Shake hands.

Now get lost.

Let's go.

Thieves stealing from thieves...

Hey, champ. Always run with your heart.

Go your own way. Don't listen to anybody.

He's always the same.

It's pointless.

Go!

- Is Montesomma in there? - We need to talk.

Let's go for a ride. Let's talk.

So that you can report to the boss?

- Let's go. - Later you'll see Montesomma.

I'll be back in 5 minutes. Stay in the car.

Hey, man.

- It's damn cold outside. - Dead cold.

- Let's go inside. - I can't...

Nobody is going to steal this shit. Come on!

Let's go outside.

- Thank you, man. - You better thank the Lord.

Piranha had to die. But not in front of our place.

They'd leave, spotting the flat tire only later.

When they'd stop to change it, we'd kill them.

- Did Montesomma come in? - I didn't see him.

- What? - I didn't see him.

OK, I'll be back later.

- Did you leave the car? - I went inside for a line.

I'll feed you to the dogs!

I was away only two minutes.

I told you to stay in the car!

What's wrong?

There's a flat tire.

Turn on the engine and go. It's an ambush.

Save the Madonna!

Pasca, what happened?

They killed Big Puss!

Always the dandy...

Puss had an accident.

- I thought pusses had 9 lives. - Daddy...

What a beautiful boy...

Get inside, son.

What's on your mind?

Nothing.

The boss wants war?

I'll make him shed tears of blood.

Do you want to go against Don Carmine and every one of us?

Who says everyone's with Carmine?

Wake up, Alain Delon.

Is everything OK?

Come with me.

I want to show you something.

Do you like it?

Get in.

It's nice, no doubt about it.

The owner is the contractor who owes us 300 million Lira.

He's knee deep in "Tangentopoli". We get this dirt cheap.

What should we do?

We'll think about it. Is there something to drink?

Over there.

You wanted to tell me something.

Piranha came to meet me in front of Diego's school.

He said that if we don't stop he'll kill us all.

And he's not alone, Genna.

Piranha is a problem we still need to solve.

We'll think about it.

Come here.

Champagne makes me sentimental.

Are you listening to me?

I'm listening.

You like living the high life.

A boat...

fine clothes...

You want no worries.

The "Malavita" doesn't belong to you, Marce.

Are you ready?

Hurry up, Luisa! We're late.

Come on.

Bye.

- Come here. - What do you want?

You're the apple of my eye,

aren't you?

You sure?

We're late.

- Sweet Jesus... - Bye.

Good morning, Rosaria.

- Hello? - Babba , it's me.

- Wait... Go ahead. - The cops are here!

Holy cow!

This is the front door.

Come, quick!

Let's go!

The cops!

- Where? - Downstairs. They're in the building.

You're leading them here, into my house!

I swear I didn't mean to.

Come here.

Where are we going?

What are you doing?

Open up! Carabinieri!

I'm not gonna ask this twice. Where's that little shit?

This is an honorable house.

Help me please!

I'm here.

Help me!

Here you are...

Help me. Give me your hand!

Come on!

Jesus... I can't take it anymore.

Hold tight.

Cavani Marcello, you're under arrest.

- On what charge? - Aiding and abetting.

You were hiding a known criminal.

- He has nothing to do with me. - Cuff him.

Get those things off of me.

Let me put something on.

Get off!

Alain Delon, you're the best!

It's nothing, guys. Don't worry.

Babba fucked up big time.

But my lawyer made the worst possible mistakes. He did everything wrong.

I was even charged with criminal conspiracy.

I went on to test the prison that we built.

Come in.

Here's my brother!

How are you?

I'm fine.

Give me a kiss.

Take a candy.

You didn't bring the kids along...

Rosaria,

I have to see my boys. Or else, I'm gonna die, here.

We made a deal, me and you.

But you have to understand me.

I'll wait for you in the car.

Where are you going? Sit down.

Leave me alone.

Make it quick.

- You OK? - Yeah.

She drives me crazy.

Don't get upset.

And you?

- I heard you are engaged. - What are you talking about?

You're the one in jail.

What about mum?

She's fine. We bought her a new TV.

- Good. - Do you need anything?

A deck of cards.

Don't worry, I'll bring it.

We're throwing a party for our friend.

Are you doing it properly? Our friend is smart.

Tonight that shit is staying at his mum's.

- Are you going with them? - Gennaro doesn't want me to.

So much the better.

I'm leaving now. Rosaria is waiting for me.

I'm taking these...

Remember the cards.

Don't worry, I'll bring you the whole deck.

Quick!

Pour it under the door.

I'm going out. Burn up that fucker.

Genna, is everything OK?

Mum! Wake up.

- The house is burning. Keep calm. - Oh, God!

Calm down. I'm here with you, nothing can harm you.

Let me think.

Why isn't he coming out?

Just wait.

- He's not coming out! - Shut up.

Come with me.

Get up, come this way.

Get in the tub, quick.

Come on, mum, get in.

Open the faucet.

Quick!

Who's that?

They'll call the cops.

Maybe a car...

- What's up? - I don't know.

Call the emergency!

Your son is here, don't worry.

Those bastards want us to die like rats.

Close the curtain, mum.

Help is on the way, mum.

I love you so much.

Get in.

You sons of a bitch, wait for me!

We left Fatty behind!

Blast you, motherfuckers!

- What the fuck did you do? - He didn't come out!

Let's hope he roasted to death!

You were catching fire, too.

- You think? - Yeah.

Thieves stealing from thieves!

- Are you alone? - No, they're inside.

Hey, Montesomma.

Any news?

- Want some? - No, thanks.

It's tasty. Cream and black cherry.

- Espresso, please. - Hey, Genna.

- I gotta take a shit. - Right now?

So what?

Go ahead.

- I'll be at the tobacconist shop. - OK.

Be quick, we have to check the money.

You look tired.

- What did you do? - You mean "who" I did.

Simona.

- Who's Simona? - Totoriello's daughter.

- I took her like that: "Come here"... - You faggot, you're shitting me!

May I ask you a favor?

Let him vent.

Guys, that's not your fucking business!

You get it? Not your fucking business!

Go downstairs and keep guard.

Kids, go to your room.

You stay here.

Get my jacket and get back here.

Who did it?

Any news?

- His brother was there. - And that fucking Kojak, too.

Dad...

Find them.

Who knows where they are...

- Don Carmine... - Don't you dare to speak.

That motherfucker's family...

- Has he got any close relatives? - No.

Just his mother.

He loves his mother, doesn't he?

Fresh squid for you.

Here it is. Thank you, Carmela.

Fresh seafood, come and get it!

- Close the gate. - Anto!

- How are you? - I'm fine.

And this car?

Do you like it?

You made real money.

- That's for you, from Carmine. - Fuck me!

Take a ride.

Hold this.

You're back.

- Oh my, you've grown so much... - You OK?

Yeah.

You look so good!

He's turned into quite a stout man.

He became chubby.

He eats like a horse...

and thinks like a leader. Am I right, Sciupatiello?

Come in.

Won't you drink with me?

Sit down.

What's that look?

You must understand, Don Carmine.

My family went through hell...

Look, take a couple of weeks off.

But then you'll come back,

running business until it's time to retire.

Then we leave it to our sons. We get out of the way.

I'm growing old, Alain Delon.

Even Maradona will quit, eventually!

You must take his place.

Do it for my sake.

What's up, mum?

A surprise.

A surprise?

Come here.

Look at you.

You're almost taller than me.

- Do you like it? - Is that ours?

- Isn't it a beauty? - Yeah.

Can we give Filippo a lift?

Good morning, ma'am. Mister Cavani...

He's Diego's best friend.

- He's a football champ. - Get in, then.

What's with your hair?

You parted it!

Welcome back, Alain Delon.

Good evening.

Look what I brought for you.

Alain Delon is back!

Look at this kid.

He's the new Monterosa boss.

Look at him, guys.

He's blushing, Don Carmine's boy.

Shut up.

Show some respect!

Asshole!

Calm down, let it go.

Back off.

You shithead! You just ruined our night.

Happy?

Clean yourself up.

At the time coke was very popular.

Lampados struck a deal with the Colombian dealers.

From producer to consumer.

Just one middle man.

Coke came by sea and went straight to Secondigliano.

Then it was given to the "area agents" like me.

But we couldn't choose quantities: each time the seller decided how much.

Carmine gave me double the coke I could sell.

So we had to work our asses off, he was skimming from us

but we were pushed to skim, too.

And now that things were doing great,

the new Pharaoh finally appointed his successor:

something that nobody believed could ever happen.

Did you book the table for tonight?

Did you call the girls?

See you tonight at the place.

Tell them to get enough Cristal Champagne.

Bye.

So?

The Spanish are waiting for our counteroffer.

We must act quickly.

These bingo halls, they're over the top.

I got it.

Carmine, please, talk to your son.

I don't care. Now he's the boss.

Why are you still here? Get out.

If you'll excuse me...

- Take care, Carmine. - You too.

- Alain Delon... - How are you?

- This spoiled kid pissed me off. - Don't worry.

Did you send for me?

Alas, they asked me to do this thing.

An important boss ally of ours had a problem with his son.

He was dealing with a bully at school.

They sentenced him to death.

They all have the same shirts. You can't tell one from another.

Can you tell the boss' son?

The one with the hat.

That's the signal!

Go. That was the ideal baptism by fire for Sciupatiello.

And I was his godfather.

Come on!

- Which one? - He's getting the ball right now.

Can't be him.

It's not him!

Stop him!

Let's get out of here.

Damn it!

Diego, open the door.

Do you know anything about Diego's friend?

What's up, Marce?

Tell me you don't know anything.

Rosaria,

Did you forget our deal?

You mind your business, I give you the high life.

What are you talking about?

He was just a kid.

Diego could have been in his place.

Do you call this "high life"?

Is this worth it?

Are those fur coats worth it?

Calm down!

Rosaria...

Live as you want, Alain Delon.

But my sons...

leave them out of this.

You got it?

Luisa wants to get married.

I do love my boyfriend.

What kind of guy is he...

Is he a good fellow?

Is he?

Dad's gonna give you the best wedding in town.

I promise you that.

To make my Luisella happy I would have hired the air force aerobatic team.

This time I was really sure I could fulfill that promise.

Luisella is serious with this guy.

He's a revenue officer.

We'll have to pay taxes.

Are you really coming? You never show up.

You didn't come here just to invite me to your daughter's wedding.

This month's revenues.

Plus two more months in advance.

That covers the whole year.

Why such a hurry, is it because of me?

After the marriage I'll move my family out of here.

I can't go on like this forever. You said that, too. Remember?

Gennaro's son will handle the family business.

He's just like his father.

I'm so sorry, but...

...you can't leave right now.

A friend brought to me some police wire-tappings.

Montesomma wants to kill me.

He's just waiting for the right time.

You must do the job.

After this, you leave.

Let me out of this.

Give the job to someone else.

Don't you want to avenge your brother?

Why are you telling me this?

Who introduced Piranha to us?

Montesomma.

That's why he was not in the cafe. He knew.

They spared his brother.

Now that you're in danger you're spilling out this shit.

Marce, you know that...

- you have always been a son to me. - You have ten kids.

Ten boys!

Aren't they enough?

How come you need me, too?

Dad...

What's the matter?

The cops came to our house.

They were looking for you.

Were they Carabinieri?

I don't know. You weren't there, so they left.

What's going on, dad?

I'm sorry, darling.

Hang up. I'll get back to you.

OK, but don't forget to call.

Don't worry, I'll call back. Bye.

I'M PART OF THE WORLD I'M JUST LIKE YOU

MY FAULTS ARE YOURS TOO

When is grandma coming?

Right after the Mass.

Please, put this on the table.

He's my son! Leave him alone.

Where are you going?

Leave him alone! He didn't do harm.

Stop the real thieves...

- My son! - Marce...

Pack my bag.

There's nothing to see. Go back inside.

What were the odds of a fugitive boss choosing the same hideaway as me?

Maybe one in a hundred!

Bring on the pasta, go ahead.

Sit down.

Look.

This way.

- How are you? - I'm fine.

- Your hair looks like a horse's... - A thoroughbred horse.

Make yourself at home.

- How do you do, Babba? - Fine.

- How was your trip? - Nice.

3.8 kilos...

What did the doctor say?

I see.

And he looks like...?

Really?

You know after who we'll name him.

I have to go, I'll call back.

Kiss everyone for me. I'll see you soon. I promise that.

Rosaria,

I miss you so much.

Bye.

Do you remember the diamonds?

Don Carmine's bottles?

Here you can find two.

Go and get them!

Leave Naples. Leave all of this behind.

- You know I'm no good with that. - You'll learn.

You're not in trouble like I am.

Choose a country, open a bank account there...

then leave!

But whichever country you go, please, don't ever eat pizza.

It's too nice here, let me show you. It's like Naples.

Look at them...

- You really changed. - They're so nice!

What a place...

See?

Something to drink?

- A Negroni. - You never change...

Make me happy, have a sangria, for once!

I don't like sangria.

You happy?

What about betting 10,000 euro on Schumacher?

We'd lose it for sure.

- Why? - They'll beat him to a pulp.

No way. He's German, that's a guarantee.

- He's methodical. - Enough with this "methodical" thing.

You know what? Italian cars need Italian pilots.

OK, no dice.

Get outta here.

Those two guys?

- Come with me. - Get lost.

If you spend your whole life keeping watch,

every face speaks to you.

Just like those young Carabinieri, fresh out of academy,

on paid holiday, hunting the fugitive.

It didn't really matter who and how. It was just a matter of time.

Yeah, you got me.

Please.

The bust led by State's Attorney Luigi Alberto Cannavale

took down the criminal groups based in Naples,

in the Secondigliano and Monterosa neighborhoods.

The main leaders of the urban guerrilla were arrested today.

One of them, Marcello Cavani,

is one of the leaders of the Cavani family.

The Spanish Police joined forces with the Italian Police

and arrested him in Barcelona.

Coming up next: the Formula One.

Schumacher won the race in NÃ1⁄4rburgring but failed the European Grand Prix.

Stop here, please.

What's your name?

Cavani Marcello.

You can go.

Open up, colleague.

Stop and turn around.

Over there, please.

How are you?

Jailed.

Is your family OK?

Yeah.

Listen,

what are you gonna do about that drunkard?

About who?

That drunkard Carmine.

Alain Delon,

Let us know whose side you're on.

What's up, Marce?

Everyone must see that, aren't you a decent boy?

You're brighter than them, you must study.

You must get a piece of paper.

Cavanis' heart.

My father's only legacy.

Ward!

My heart had been beating too fast all the time.

Coffee?

Yes, please.

The patient is waking up.

Mister Cavani,

you must have surgery.

Can you hear me?

What are the odds?

Odds of success?

Maybe...

30 or 40%.

Not bad.

Sometimes you are alone with yourself.

You watch yourself from a distance.

So when you finally know what you want to do with your life,

you can flip your cards over

and you can check if it's too late

or maybe life let's you play another hand.

MARCELLO CAVANI WAS DISCHARGED FROM HOSPITAL ON DECEMBER 18TH, 2007

HE BECAME AN INFORMER.

HE HELPED BRING THE SO-CALLED "SECONDIGLIANO SYSTEM" TO LIGHT

THE SPLINTER GROUP LEADERS, MONTESOMMA AND FATTY,

ARE IN JAIL, UNDER ARTICLE 41-BIS PENAL CODE.

DON CARMINE AND HIS SON SCIUPATIELLO ARE SERVING LIFE SENTENCES.

Good morning.

TODAY MARCELLO LIVES UNDERCOVER TOGETHER WITH HIS FAMILY.

HE WASN'T ABLE TO ATTEND HIS DAUGHTER'S WEDDING.

NOBODY CALLS HIM ALAIN DELON ANYMORE,

NEITHER DO THEY CALL HIM MARCELLO.

To my mother and my father