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# ...do you want these too? Do you want these too? #

# Bettino, do you want these too? #

"What does it matter if I die?

My money was well spent,

I made merry,

I enjoyed the company of many women.

Let's get some sleep."

Danton's words,

after being sentenced by the Revolutionary Tribunal.

- Exactly two centuries ago. What's that got to do with it?

Take a look outside.

# Do you want these too? Bettino, do you want these too? #

# Do you want these too? Bettino, do you want these too? #

# Do you want these too? Bettino, do you want these too? #

# Do you want these too? #

Parliament has already saved him three times, that's all that counts.

- I'll call the chief of police. - # Bettino, do you want these too? #

# Do you want these too? Bettino, do you want these too? #

You'll get through this.

You'll get through this.

We are ready, Mr. Prime Minister, sir.

Well.

- Are you sure you want to go out? - I hope he uses the back door.

- Certainly. - Mr. President, the crowd...

What the fuck are you saying, Notte? A true man stands tall.

I won't even consider it. Is the car ready?

Yes, Mr. President, sir.

Only the guilty tremble.

"April 30th"

- Shame on you! - Buffoon!

You're a thief!

Rouble throwers! (Damn Communists!)

Back up!

- Thief! - Scum!

- You suck! - Shame on you!

You were right. Craxi's a giant.

Can't you see he's finished?

And do you know what happens now?

Now it's dog eat dog.

There are fewer chairs than players.

You have to be fast and ruthless.

You have to grab a seat as soon as the music stops.

Got it?

Yes!

- Ready? - YES!

Here it comes...

Oh My God!

Giulio, of all kids, the birthday boy!

Sorry Dad, I'm no good at this.

No, you were great.

- And anyway... - What?

Nothing.

Go get yourself a Coke, go on.

Will you give me a hand with the cake?

Throughout the day, prominent Socialist Party members visited Craxi

as well as old friends like Silvio Berlusconi.

Why are you standing by Craxi?

Excuse me, but how can we have any self-respect

if we turn our backs on our friends

in their hour of need?

When will he ask you to run for office?

First I have to convince him to run for office.

You were born a convincer.

- Why did you put it back there? - For Giulio.

It might do him good to remember he has a father,

even if he disappeared months ago

The banker Pacini Battaglia's ongoing tip-offs

have opened the Pandora's Box of the Enimont affair.

The investigation is progressing in leaps an bounds

thanks to Antonio Di Pietro

and the new member of the squad, Francesco Greco.

In 1989, on the advice of Raul Gardini,

Eni and Montedison merged.

Two giants, one public and the other private, became a joint venture: Enimont.

An Italian conglomerate able to compete

with the world's chemical giants.

Shame it ended in divorce just a year later.

ENI bought back the other half of the pie for 2,805 billion lire.

Its market value was 600 billion lire less.

Gardini was grinning from ear to ear.

Why would anyone overpay like that?

When it's not your money!

It's easy when it's the government's cash

In fact, all politicians backed the deal. Why would that be?

There have been rumors for years about bribes...

Not a bribe. The mother of all bribes.

We are looking at mountains of cash here, folks.

The one guy who could shed some light is Montedison's ex-chairman, Garofano.

Too bad no one's seen him for four months.

We need to sniff out a new lead.

Gentlemen, let's get to work.

Pastore, you on my heels like that

means you're about to bust my balls.

The healthcare investigation, now's the right time, sir.

De Lorenzo has resigned as minister,

and is being investigated for vote buying in Naples. He's weak!

Only one makes you happy, Pastore?

This is about bringing them all down!

Maria, no calls, close the door.

- Yes, sir. - Have I made myself clear, Pastore?

Understood? Our number one priority is Enimont.

You need to work on it day and night.

That was never my assignment.

Can't you see what we are facing?

Clean Hands is now an investigation into the system,

but the system is not stupid, so it's already developing antibodies.

They are stonewalling us. Didn't you notice?

They already tried with the Conso Decree.

They key to unlock it all is the Enimont mega-bribe.

If we can tract it, we bring all the parties down in a single swoop.

We are at war here, it's them or us.

You always have this cadaverous face!

We need to get a move on, we don't have much time.

Believe me, I know.

So, what exactly do we have on the healthcare inquiry?

If you let me off the leash as promised, I'll bring you something.

So in your mind, we investigate to find a crime?

No. If there's a crime, then we investigate.

Understood? We need proof.

And Enimont? The mega-bribe is a theory too, where the hell is the proof?

If you wanted to decide what to investigate,

you should have become a prosecutor.

For the first few months I acted as if nothing had happened,

I didn't tell anyone.

By ignoring it, I could pretend it wasn't real.

But when I was hospitalized, I decided to tell my family.

I said: "I've got some good news, and some bad news.

The good news is I'm gay.

Guess what the bad news is!"

Come on in.

We spoke on the phone, Dr. D'Elia sent me.

I came to pick up the file.

Right, you're Luca...

Sit down with us a second.

We'll be having a break soon.

- I'll just wait outside. - As you like.

- Go on, Michele. - They told me to fuck off...

Their lives are time-bombs and they spent what's left complaining.

Why do you come then?

For the sex. No complications among the infected.

And when they are about to die... they really go all out.

Luca, when you're ready.

- What are you up to after? - I'm not ill.

I've spent years up and down Italy,

gathering testimonies.

- Thousands? - 3,612.

All victims of infected blood.

A massacre, and no one talks about it. Incredible!

That's why we need people like you.

- I'm just a cop. - But you work for Di Pietro.

- There's fuck all in here. - What?

There are names, dates, the origins of the haemoderivatives,

hospitals where the contaminated transfusions took place.

Where you think the transfusions took place.

But there is no proof, there is fuck all to go on.

Maybe not in court, but with the press, the media.

- How long have you been ill? - What are you talking about?

Come on, D'Elia is your doctor.

That's big news, someone with HIV at the Milan District Attorney's office!

I get it, you need a banner.

- I'll do my own research. - Keep it.

It's a copy, you might change your mind.

Alone, you die.

Aren't you coming?

No, keep it going.

This guy's a pain in the ass.

I'll tell you when to stop.

Kiss her.

Go on, kiss her. Again.

Ecco...

There's fuck all left to drink.

Go buy me something to drink.

Look, you've been here since last night.

Am I paying you or not? Go get me something to drink.

That's it! We want to get some sleep!

Hey... Just go.

Go.

Here you go.

Good girl.

Hey, wake up.

Why the fuck are you?

Take your pills.

Take it easy, they're bad for your heart.

- Where'd the other two go? - To bed, poor things.

Drink this.

- Anyway, my name's Linda. - Sure, Linda.

You're more of a man than me... A hidden surprise in your pants.

Don't get any funny ideas, I'll be walking with my back to the wall.

There's no trusting your type.

Don't worry, I'm going to Brazil soon, then bye-bye hidden surprise.

Fuck, that's gross! As long as you're happy...

Why don't you want to go home?

I see... It's not the pills causing your heartache.

A woman, eh?

Shit! My phone! Fucking whores stole it.

The Party gave it to me.

It kept on ringing, what was I supposed to do?

- Did you answer? - Of course! You looked half dead.

Or should I have called an ambulance, honourable congressman?

Excuse me...

Jesus!

Borto...

Borto, it's... it's...

It's not what it seems.

Yeah, whatever.

- Get up! - Aspetta.

Oof!

Come on.

- Hold on. - What the fuck are you doing?

Come on, let's get out of here.

When they cut off your dick, keep it in a jar.

In case you change your mind...

Anyway...

Thanks a lot, and sorry for the bother.

In a moment of profound crisis like this one,

there is a need for leadership.

Those governing the nation need to deal with its problems.

This is why we must support the birth

of this new government, led by Carlo Azeglio Ciampi,

with the sense of responsibility that has always distinguished us...

Sense of responsibility? The Socialists? Thieves!

Honorable members! Order! Order!

...this means that politics refuses to deal with...

Enough! You should all step down!

Honorable members, I call you to order.

- Mr. Speaker, I can't finish like this - Thieves! Shame on you!

To jail!

Honorable members, I call you to order.

Borsellino, what are you doing? Put that away.

- Why should I? Who gives a fuck! - Put it away!

- No, stop it Bosco, or they'll kick you out! Don't be a fool. - They shall go to hell!

To the gallows!

- Order! - To the gallows! To the gallows! To the gallows!

- To the gallows! - Quiet!

I ask the members of the Northern League to stop the tomfoolery.

- I ask security to intervene! - To the gallows! To the gallows! To the gallows!

Honorable Formentini, I call you to order!

You are the Party whip!

"May 7th"

What the fuck where you thinking?

- They're just a bunch of thieves. - Come on.

You're suspended for two weeks. You know that, right?

As if you gave a toss.

We haven't seen you for a month.

You're always drunk and out of it.

- Will you get your act together? - Okay. I've been having problems.

Then sort them out.

Listen, Formentini,

I need to get out of Rome.

I'll die if I stay here. This city is rotten to the core.

What do I have to do with that?

You're running as mayor of Milan, right?

- So what? - Take me with you to Milan.

And what am I supposed to do with someone like you on my Council?

Just take me with you, and I swear you'll see a new man.

I'm not afraid to bust my ass.

You give the orders, I obey.

I was a soldier, you know, right?

Bosco, how can I trust you?

Please.

Step out of line again and you're out.

I won't, I promise.

Can I go?

G-g-g-gree-tings and kisses to tell you that I think I like you,

Greetings and kisses for the family, and for those who take things badly.

To those always on the right side and then behind the back takes the envelope,

Greetings and kisses to who's always with the show...

or maybe sometime will have to go.

Hugs and kisses!

Well done, girls, amazing!

You were great tonight, congratulations!

- So, how was it? - Incredible, sweetie.

Thank you.

Hi!

Ah, come here.

Let me introduce our new girl, her name is Giada.

- She'll be joining us. - Hi.

Hi.

- Lucia, shall we tell them? - Yes, well...

I have to take a break, for at least nine months.

Congratulations!

- You're gorgeous. - Thank you.

Go, girl!

Hey!

- Hey! - Hey.

You've got the shoot for "Oggi" tomorrow, don't stay up late.

Hey, did you hear me?

"Oggi" tomorrow, I got it.

Isn't that Pizzetti, the RAI TV big shot?

Yeah, why?

Veronica!

How are you? You look incredible.

I'm fine, hi, Simona.

- You look great. - Thank you.

Listen, have you heard about any new programs, anything that...

- No. - Let me know if you do hear of anything.

- Sure. - I've been out of the loop for a while...

- I mean, I've been working abroad, but... - Veronica!

Sorry, I am needed over there.

Let her read your palm she's really good, spot on.

Come on, I'm curious.

I see a great love that ended recently...?

No.

Look, here's your work line...

There's an interruption.

But then it's back, in a different direction.

What does that mean?

That you won't be in this line of work for much longer.

Anyway, I'm off.

Did I say something wrong?

Do me! Do me!

- You are Simona Merenda? - Yes.

I was always watching you when I was little.

Veronica.

I am Davide Corsi.

I wanted to interview you for the magazine I work for.

Which magazine?

- "Vip Mania". - Talk to my agent.

Actually, just come to my house on Monday, it's my day off.

Viola. Can I just steal her for a second?

Hi, Vero, it's so good to see you.

My darling!

I watch you on TV all the time. You're so cool, a legend.

Come off it.

No, really, you don't know how much I admire you.

- I'm in TV too now. - Really?!

Yes, I'm on "Non è la RAI".

Well done. We have to hook up.

Absolutely.

Viola, get a move on.

Come on.

Viola, let's get out of here.

Forget him, he's gotta be at least 40!

What have you got for me?

You have to do that interview with "Vip Mania".

It's pure trash, I know, but the publisher is a friend.

Okay, but then you get me a meeting with Pizzetti.

Why this obsession with him?

Because if I don't get my ass in gear...

You're the lead dancer, don't worry.

Ever heard of Simona Merenda? She didn't worry either.

I've got you a guest spot.

On the "Maurizio Costanzo Show"?

No, Marzullo, "Midnight and surroundings".

Ok, but try to get me on Costanzo.

I'll try. But play your cards right, with Marzullo, one step at a time.

Be very careful.

They're nasty animals, they can attack without warning.

Good morning, Alfredo, how are you? Is everyone already inside?

Change of plan, didn't anyone tell you?

Don't worry, we've got a tracksuit for you.

Sir, did you know that the cedar tree there is from Fukushima...

The Japanese ambassador gave it to me for my birthday in 1988.

For each electoral district, there are around 100,000 inhabitants:

of these, around 80,000 have the right to vote,

with about 60,000 voting.

With the TV stations and newspapers, we can campaign for a candidate.

We just need to create a party that can get

25-30,000 voters in order to overturn the status quo.

There's a huge gap in the center,

people who would never vote for the Communists.

You're making it sound too easy, Notte. Look at this,

attacks from all sides again today.

Scalfari, Furio Colombo, Pansa,

Muratori again, it's the fifth attack this month.

"Muratori: 'Berlusconi, TV, the downfall of the Nation'." Muratori again, it's the fifth attack this month.

Marcello, run some checks for me, maybe I screwed his wife!

No, he's not married.

How do you know?

Muratori is a family friend.

I forgot, you used to be a child-eating Red.

Gentlemen, I'm going to take a shower. No scheming in my absence.

Don't worry.

The polls show the PDS winning the upcoming elections.

I think we should cut a deal with them.

With the Communists?

Notte, do you still have friends in the Party?

With all due respect,

I don't think we should be sending an outsider.

That's exactly why he should go.

You up for it, Notte?

Of course.

Why don't you come see us, Leonardo?

I always watch your speeches,

I am sure we can find some common ground.

Did my father send you?

The Party doesn't want to lose contact with the grassroots, let's say.

I'm not sure I want to have contact with the Party.

Right, sure.

That's how you feel today. Playing politics is fun,

and killing your father is a necessary step, but...

teenage rebellion ends sooner or later, no?

What do you want to do when you grow up?

- Who was that? - Massimo D'Alema.

- The Secretary of the Young Communists? - Exactly, Beppe.

What do the Young Communists want from you?

The Party obviously needs people like me.

What a nerve! Did you tell him to piss off?

Do you think I'd go with people like them?

Fucking Communists!

Run, run, run!

Nicola! Nicola!

Hey, Nicola! Oi!

Shit! Nicola...

Leo! Leo!

Leo!

Beppe!

- You're looking good! - Thanks, you too.

I'll show you the way.

Tell me something...

What's with the rumor that Berlusconi wants to set up a Party?

Come off it! He's got better things to do.

Jeez, it would be funny, though.

So, what are you doing here, you homesick or something?

No, thanks, I like it where I am.

Let's just say that we're a little worried.

- About what? - We know what'll happen if you win.

And what about how Berlusconi got his broadcasting licenses?

His pal Craxi passed a law just for him.

You can't wait to take him down?

- War is war. - Come on, Beppe, we're grown-ups now.

No one needs war in politics.

Hold on a second: are you looking for an ally?

Who sent you?

I'm representing myself.

Think about it.

- Bye, Beppe. - Bye, Leo.

We heard so much about you, Leo, glad to finally meet you.

See? He really does exist.

- You don't live in Rome, do you? - No, I commute between here and Milan.

- And what line of work are you in? - Politics.

Mh...

Take a good look at him, you'll be seeing him in parliament one day.

How did you two meet?

By chance. She was my physiotherapist.

- I had a problem with my leg. - What kind of problem?

What is this? The Spanish Inquisition?

An old injury from a motorcycle accident.

So, basically, he came to get a massage, and you came onto him, you little slut!

Erica! He made all the moves.

And he came back the following day and the day after that...

And the next, and the next, and so on.

So I thought: "He's hitting on me".

I asked around and found out he had a girlfriend,

the daughter of Mainaghi, the guy who killed himself.

But out of the blue, he left her for me.

So you left a billionaire for her? Are you out of your mind?!

- I'm afraid so. But my leg is better.

Do you know what Erica said? "A decent guy at last."

I put on a great show for you. Wasn't I good?

Yes, but I don't like you because you're good.

- No? - No.

I like you because, deep down, you're a total bastard.

Capable of anything.

Me?

You.

I've been calling you for days. Can you hear me, Luca?

I hear you, my lymphocyte count is down.

Did you look at the results I sent you?

I haven't had time.

Luca, you basically have no immune system,

all it takes is a slight infection.

Mario.

I just wish for one thing too: I wish I had cancer,

if you have cancer, everyone feels for you,

cancer doesn't get you fired.

But with AIDS everyone presumes you're either a drug addict or you're gay.

- No, Luca, where are you going? - This isn't my crowd.

- Luca, are you sure it's not your crowd? - Yes.

That guy was shooting up, that one screwed half of Milan,

you knew you could catch AIDS,

so why the fuck are you complaining now?

- What the fuck are you saying? - Calm down.

That I deserve it? Come here, I'm gonna kick the shit outta you!

- No, calm down! - Come on, come here.

- Come here! I'm gonna rip you to shreds. - Calm down!

- Let go of me. - Sit down.

Take a breath.

I was in hospital,

how the fuck was I to know they were giving me infected blood?

I even risked passing it to my wife.

And the worst thing was that I thought...

that maybe it was better to pass it to her,

at least I wouldn't end up alone in this.

For a while, the only thing I wanted was revenge,

but I couldn't even do that.

Luca!

Luca!

What do you want?

So you're ill too.

Shit, you sure had some steam to let out.

You're a Scorpio, right?

- You believe in the horoscope? - I believe in anything.

November 1st, good guess.

See?

When you mentioned revenge earlier, what did you mean?

I work with Di Pietro and...

in theory, I should be in the right place to punish the guilty.

But...

Who's Di Pietro?

What?

I mean... I've heard of him, but I don't know exactly who he is.

- You don't know who Antonio Di Pietro is? - Of course I know.

Where do you live?

In la-la land.

Lucky you...

It's easy, you just have to live one day at a time.

- How long have they given you? - My lymph count is 87.

Why don't you just leave?

Leave? And then what?

I don't know, just get the hell away!

- That's what I'll do as soon as I get some cash. - Where will you go?

There's this place in Panama...

under a volcano. It's called Boquete.

I'll send you a postcard.

Gimme your hand.

Anyway, we can do this again, if you like.

It's nice this way, isn't it?

Bye.

What's your na...?

- It's the one who had the noose. - There he is.

What did Bossi say about your suspension?

- What were you trying to prove? - A statement, at least!

- A statement, please! - I've got fuck all to say.

At least smile for the cameras!

- Good morning. - Morning.

Hey, Borto!

Bosco, hi.

- How's it going? - Okay, you? - All good.

I just spoke to Formentini, seems you're really leaving this time.

I'm out, I've had enough!

I don't blame you, but the timing...

- The timing? - "Milano Italia" phoned.

- The TV show? - Yep. - So what?

They want to invite you to the show.

I mean...

I'm on the Broadcasting Commission, the controlling board

of RAI TV, and no one gives a damn about me,

then you act like a dick in Parliament with a noose,

and everyone wants you. Come on!

Hold on, shit, I don't get it.

What the hell am I supposed to do on TV? To say what?

What the hell do I know?! Miglio's coming.

Good day, professor.

Good day.

- Honorable Bosco, right? - Right.

I wish to compliment you. Guy Debord would be proud.

A noose in Parliament... Pure Situationism.

Thank you, sir.

- What was he on about? - The fuck do I know?

Damned if I know what Miglio says?

That's why he's the Party ideologist.

- Guy Debord, Guy Debord... - What is it, a perfume?

"CHAOS IN PARLIAMENT"

Honorable Pietro Bosco, can you explain your stunt in Parliament with the noose,

what were you trying to prove?

-That people are sick of these thieves. - Bravo!

Thank you.

Do you really believe that hanging is the panacea to clean up politics?

Erm, I don't really know what "panacea" means.

What are you laughing at? You all know? Well done!

I get your game, Lerner, putting the monkey on show at the zoo,

you all think you're better than us?

Looking down on folks like us.

For two hours you have been talking to each other,

to show your superiority, how much you know,

you and her...

Am I the "her" you're referring to? I have a name.

Yeah? Great, just great!

Bosco, please, don't take it out on Giulia Castello

a young and brilliant journalist.

Let's move on.

Alberto Muratori, a noose held out in Parliament,

can a man of your authority explain to us

where this country is heading?

With this lack of leadership, anything can happen,

even that sinister forces come to the fore. The Mafia, for example.

I don't want to point a finger, but the parties...

There is a chasm in the political center,

and somebody already has their eye on that space.

Like who?

There are persistent rumors of Silvio Berlusconi entering politics.

You're against this, I take it.

Do you think a media magnate

should be able to govern a country? Come on!

- That doesn't even happen in South America! - It's called democracy, Alberto.

Do you know him?

He was a friend of my parents. Then they fell out.

Why?

Dunno, my father was mad as hell at him.

- What did he do? - I really don't know.

- I should ask my mother. Knowing why could be useful. - An enterpreneus drowning in debt,

going into politics just to save his businesses.

Sources talk about debts of 4 thousand billion lire.

Goodbye, good evening. - Goodbye.

Do you need a ride?

Thank you but... my taxi is on its way.

Whatever.

Why are you looking at me like that?

Just because you're an intellectual, you don't have to dress like that.

- How? - Like someone who doesn't like a good fuck.

What the hell do you want from me?

Shh... Keep still.

Keep still.

Let me see who you are, watch yourself.

Watch yourself.

Watch yourself. Watch yourself...

The phone!

- Hello? - Switch on channel 1. Hurry!

- Now? - Yes, now.

Wait, let me turn it on.

You watching?

I'll watch and then I'll call. Bye.

Okay, bye.

Here we are again, it's late night and

we're in the company of Veronica Castello.

Veronica, is success important to you?

No, life has other meanings.

Can you give us any examples, just one?

Family, for a start.

Is there someone special in your life?

There was someone, until recently.

Then he became oppressive and violent.

I lied to you earlier, Gigi.

The truth is... I was pregnant,

then he beat me and I lost the baby.

I'm saying this for all the women who are in the same situation.

Wait!

Get the fuck out.

- You want me to leave? - Fuck you and your sister.

Primo Greganti, former Communist and Socialist tresaurer,

now behind bars, continues to deny

the 621 billion lire from the Ferruzzi group...

...were a bribe for the Party. "Communist Party accused in Clean Hands"

"That money was for me", says 'comrade G.', but the D.A....

The legendary moral superiority of the Communists.

We're different from other parties.

Sure. But in the meantime, you've been accepting bribes too.

Greganti is in jail, and he'll stay there until he talks.

That's why we're different, our people don't talk.

Thought things over?

Obviously I'm here representing myself.

Obviously.

Let's say Berlusconi transforms one of his channels,

say, Rete 4, into a station that isn't hostile towards us,

once we get to govern we won't be hostile towards his businesses.

You're talking as if you're alreday won.

You seen the polls?

Think about it, it makes sense for all of us.

They killed Nicola.

Fucking fascists.

Beppe, did you get it?

Are you sure?

We need to act aggressively, against your enemy,

and the Communists are our enemies, we can't be allies.

I take it that your mission didn't go well.

What mission was that?

No more taking things lying down, we need to react.

My current enemy is called Olympique de Marseille.

What strikers are you playing?

Massaro and Van Basten, even if he's not at his best.

We'll skin them alive.

You'll be back with the cup, Sir.

Inter Milan fans are jinxes!

So they didn't accept?

No.

Why do I get the impression that you're lying?

Because you know me so well?

Exactly, and I don't trust you, Notte.

Want to eliminate me, like you did with Lodato?

It's not in your interests, I'm useful.

That's why you sent me to talk to the PDS:

to sabotage any possible alliance before it can even begin.

Because Siltio has to go into politics,

you and I are the only ones who know it.

All the others have nothing but doubts,

you know better than me.

Show me I can trust you.

Well? Are you coming or not?

Notte, you follow me around as if I were prime pussy, so come on!

Maybe you can have a little chat with him.

Well, if you put it like that, sir.

It's all over! It wasn't enough for AC Milan to have the best defense...

Go fuck yourself. Fuck you!

Come on, how can you lose against Marseille?!

...and that's what led to defeat.

The bitterness of losing shows on the face of the club chairman in the crowd.

When are you leaving?

Two weeks, then goodbye Rome. I'm outta here.

I'll miss you, Batman.

Listen, Borto...

You've already done a lot for me,

but I've got one last favor to ask.

What favor?

I left Milo's necklace at the whorehouse.

- Who's Milo? - He was my brother.

It's important.

I'd get it myself, but...

I wanna keep away from that stuff.

When? I don't know if I can...

Forget it.

I'll go.

I'll go.

No, I'll do it, don't worry about it.

I'll go, okay.

Thanks.

I'll really miss you.

Two years ago against Marseille it ended even worse.

I don't want to think about it.

AC Milan forfeited the game because the floodlights went out.

Galliani.

What do you know?

I thought you hated football.

You're right, I don't.

Here you are, sir. Would you like a coffee?

No, thank you very much.

Yes, please, no sugar.

I just thought that there was nothing worse than losing

without even having played.

I understand where this is going.

If you'd played until the end, maybe you could have turned the result around.

And you think we could win this game?

You after a place in the team?

Only if you play offense.

Listen, I've won a lot in life,

and I know something others don't know:

the sweetness of victory can't compete with the bitterness of defeat,

and the high of a win doesn't last as long.

Believe me...

...it doesn't come close.

See you soon, Congressman.

Not too soon, I hope, I prefer Rome's climate.

Goodbye.

Hey, Luca, are you okay?

Do you need anything? A glass of water?

Yes, a glass of water will solve everything.

You never give in, eh?

I was thinking of you today.

These are all the victims of infected blood.

Men, women and children.

More than 3,000 names.

Use it as bedtime reading,

then tell me how you sleep.

Beatrice Mainaghi?

This way.

Are we going to re-open, the construction site?

Your Honourable...

We need to finish our talk.

What talk? My memory isn't what it was...

See you downstairs.

The pharmaceuticals put on the market,

the variations in healthcare spending, the haemoderivatives.

Good grief! You still pursuing Zenit?

The entire healthcare system is rotten.

What can I do?

You're the one working here,

in a place where the word of an informer

is enough to open an investigation into a honest man.

Because you know

that Onofri is accusing me of things... that are false.

So?

You're asking me to take steps to help you,

but I have a thorn in my foot.

If you get rid of that thorn, then maybe I can take those steps.

What can I use against Onofri?

Onofri, as a decent Christian, loves his family,

and in these troubled times, he can't bear seeing his wife and son

under stress.

So every weekend, he sends them to the mountains.

I hear that his son loves to go hiking at high altitude.

Hello.

Police. What's in your backpack?

Nothing.

"... hallowed be thy name,"

"thy kingdom come, thy will be done..."

Onofri...

This is yours. Recognize it?

Great way to get money into Switzerland.

And kids learn so much when they're young.

This 150 million lire is evidence now.

Unless you...

Unless I what?

Unless you retract your accusations against Gaetano Nobile.

How did it go with Di Pietro? Can we unseal the site?

The site will re-open next week.

First it has to be inspected.

We have to thank your police pal, Pastore.

I haven't even seen him.

Shit...

Drunk at 10 in the morning!

He's dangerous like this.

- Do something about him. - Otherwise?

Bibi, Bibi...

I'm still trying to understand why you came to see me.

I thought you'd be happy.

I never trust your little surprises. Hold this.

Well?

I keep seeing Alberto.

- On TV, in the newspapers... - Mh-mh...

- I was wondering why they fell out. - Who?

Alberto and my father.

You can't call him dad, can you?

One time he was pissed at him, shouting down the phone

that he was a hypocrite, that he had double standards?

What had Alberto done?

Why don't you throw that thing away?

The Japanese believe that when a vase is broken, if it is repaired well,

it is more beautiful than when it was new.

But the Japanese use gold dust, not super-glue.

Where did I go wrong with you?

- Why did they fight? - I don't know.

Come on... He was always going on about Alberto,

about what an upright man he was.

He must have done something!

I really don't know, they must have quarreled about something.

You should go see your father sometimes.

Hey.

Ah, at last.

You took your time!

You owe me a return game!

What return game?

Alberto, have you lost your mind? Didn't you bring the chess set?

I'm Leo... your son.

So, did you... did you bring the chess set or not?

You forget everything.

What were you going to do with the gun? Kill someone, Leo?

Is this what you mean by "political battle"?

They killed him right in front of me.

Dad, whatever happens, get me out of here.

It was you!

You turned me in.

I saved your life, and one day you'll thank me for it.

Well, Ottavio, remember why we argued?

I'm Alberto.

Who?

WOMAN: Hey, you were so brave on Marzullo. Well done, really.

- Sorry, but I have to go now. - Ok, speak soon, bye.

Bye, sweetie, bye.

Coming!

- Breakfast has arrived. - What are you doing here?

You told me to come see you. Nice place.

- You eating? - You work on TV, you can't eat carbs.

Anyway, I never get a close-up in that sheep pen.

- When did I ask you to come over? - At the party.

What shall we do?

I'll make some more coffee.

So, what's this about you never getting a close-up?

The production have given me this role of the swot, a sort of Lisa Simpson.

I'm just there to make the hot girls look hotter.

They are really hotter than me, no doubt about it.

There's always someone younger and hotter than you out there.

So how did you make it?

You said you admired me, why spoil your image of me?

I want you to teach me.

Ok.

You want the camera to notice you? Watch this.

I lied to you earlier, Gigi...

Watch closely.

I was pregnant,

then he beat me and I lost the baby.

Sorry.

See?

How do you make yourself cry?

I think about horrible things, like the fact that today is my birthday.

Really?

Yes, I'm having a few friends over.

Alright, you can stay...

- Happy birthday, Veronica! - Happy birthday!

Thanks!

Happy birthday.

Thank you.

Listen... wasn't she at the other party, too?

Yes, she invited herself. How sad...

- How old is she, 35? - Double that.

Excuse me.

After Marzullo, the phone hasn't stopped ringing.

Pizzetti wants to meet you next week.

- And Costanzo? - Honey, you're asking a lot.

- Happy birthday, Veronica. - Thanks, Simona.

Happy birthday.

- Still 27? - Shut up...

What's up with you?!

They let you out of the convent dressed like that?

Happy birthday, moron.

Anyway, you look good, you look like me.

- An Elvis CD? - Costello.

Wow, you spoil me.

There's a song on it called 'Veronica'

I like it then.

- There's a man at the door for you. - Coming, thanks.

Erm... no.

Great to see you too.

Look, I can't now, it's my birthday party!

- You told me to come. - I made a mistake.

See you next week.

Just who do you think you are?

Sorry?

You think I've got nothing better to do?

You're just a chick showing her butt on TV, so don't treat me like shit.

Happy birthday, anyway.

How old are you now? How much longer can your career last?

Fuck off.

- See you tomorrow, ma'am. - Yes.

- Goodbye. - Thanks for everything.

Miguel, I've told you a thousand times to call me Veronica.

Ok, Veronica, ma'am.

Goodnight.

Hello?

You have to help me, hurry, come over.

- Hey Borto. - Hurry!

- What happened? - I said hurry!

There she is, she won't wake up.

I came to get you this,

and one thing led to another, you know...

So I see. Shit!

I swear, it wasn't my fault.

Oh God, what am I gonna do?! What if she dies?

Anyone else here? Anyone see you?

No.

Go to my house and wait for me there. I'll deal with this.

Yeah, but after...

Out! Hurry! I'll deal with this.

Okay.

Jesus Christ!

Are you sure he's dead?

Stop it, Borto. There's no point now.

What should I do? I'll be arrested.

No one saw you.

There was nothing of yours in the house, I checked it.

I've tried to stop, but...

When I'm in Milan, I'm with my wife, a quiet life...

everything is fine.

But when I come here alone, it takes hold of me,

I can't control it. I don't know what to do.

Drink.

Listen...

You need to go back to Milan.

And do what?

I'll be out of the Party, the Broadcasting Commission...

I'll have nothing, I'm finished.

Shh! Stop it!

Join Formentini.

Get a place on the City Council, do something good for your town,

you get this shit out of your head. Just fucking do it!

I'll give you my place.

You need to get out of this sewer more than me.

- Alberto. - Yes?

Leonardo!

Leonardo!

What's going on? Everything okay?

I went to see my father.

Really? How is he?

Not great. He mistook me for you.

- Really? - I don't think he's got much time left.

I am sorry.

Even if you haven't spoken for years, I'm sure he'd be pleased to see you.

Maybe you'd be pleased to see him too.

Thanks, I'm glad you said that.

Sit down. And you, how are you?

I haven't seen you in ages.

Are you still in advertising?

- Why did you two fight? - What?

Ah, that's an old story.

Exactly... so you can tell me now.

Forget it.

No, I won't forget it.

I'm sick of being discreet,

you were always at our place, then one day you disappeared.

"What happened to Alberto? Where's Alberto?". Silence.

So, what happened?

- You don't want to know. - Why?

Because it's about you.

When you got arrested, your mother was out of her mind,

she told me that Ottavio had turned you in

and that the charges were serious.

At the time, I was still a journalist,

and I was in and out of the courts.

I was lucky enough to get to know

the prosecutor on your case.

There were rumors about him, people said he was corrupt.

And I... I threatened him. I told him I'd write what was being said

if he didn't let you go free.

No...

That... That's not how things went.

It wasn't the prosecutor who let me off.

It was, it was.

That's now how things went, a police officer came to see me...

Believe me! Believe me, Leonardo.

Your father told me himself.

How come I never heard about it?

It was for the best.

Things might have turned out differently.

What things?

Goodbye, Alberto.

And so you, the upright citizen,

blackmailed a prosecutor to get me off the hook.

If that got out, your career would be over.

Look at you... I thought you came back to thank me.

Leonardo, what are you trying to say?

Silvio Berlusconi is walking on a wharf with the Pope,

the Pope trips over and drops his Bible into the water.

Berlusconi, promptly, walks on the water,

fishes out the Bible, walks back

on the water, and hands it to the Pope.

What are the headlines in Espresso, Unità and Repubblica?

"Berlusconi can't even swim"!

You laugh, but in the meantime our businesses

could have had a worldwide impact,

but these folks prevented it,

they have forced us to stay here in the trenches.

But we resist! During this year, we...

Isn't that Costanzo?

Yes.

Remember that episode he did against the Mafia?

It was incredible... Just thinking about it gives me shivers.

Leo!

Hey! Hi!

Hi.

- How are you? - Great.

- Where have you been? - I've been around.

- I need to talk to you. - Okay.

Have you met Arianna?

I'm Veronica.

Nice to meet you, Arianna.

- So, what have you got to tell me? - Can we talk in private?

- Yeah, sure.

...All they talked about last year was the crisis,

making absurd comparisons with 1929...

What do you mean, she stole your coke?

What's the last time you saw Viola?

- A few months back. - She's changed a bit.

You should talk to her.

I'm not the best preacher.

Is that your girlfriend?

See what a good boy I've become?

Sure... like I believe you!

What are you doing here anyway? You work for the competition.

By the way, I see you're doing really well.

Yeah, but things could be better.

That's why I'm here.

Maurizio Costanzo. Do you know him?

Everyone's obsessed with Costanzo tonight.

Come on.

Who was that?

What does it matter?

Are all your exes like that?

Come on, stop it.

I don't know what the fuck I'm doing with you and all these people.

Stop it, please.

Are you embarrassed of me?

- What are you talking about? - You are!

You told me what to wear, how to act and you don't introduce me to anyone.

Arianna, that's enough.

I'm going.

You're not going anywhere.

... The majority would take the lion's share of Parliament.

Right? The Mattarella reform is a big problem.

I'm sorry.

Let's go back inside.

I don't understand you.

- Can I have my coat? - Right away, Mr. Dell'Utri.

Sir!

Do you know Arianna, my girlfriend?

To be honest, I don't even know you.

Oh, I understand, you thought I was my brother.

Marcello, a man here mistook me for you.

I'm his twin brother, Alberto Dell'Utri. Nice to meet you.

- My pleasure. - Excuse me.

- Sir. - Thank you.

Good evening.

Good evening.

Marcello Dell'Utri, it's a pleasure.

I'm Arianna, my pleasure.

So, what's new, Notte?

Muratori... won't be a problem anymore.

I showed him the error of his ways.

As I said, he's a family friend.

Go tell the boss.

Can I offer you a drink?

With pleasure.

I've been told that we have Silvio Berlusconi live on the phone, is that right?

You must excuse me, but in your program

I have been hearing things that are intolerable,

and so I am forced to personally intervene!

You are professional snake-oil salespeople!

I will not tolerate those who tell lies,

and I won't tolerate lies about a group like mine,

the only major Italian industrial group

to create thousands of jobs every single year.

Sir, this is television, not a newspaper,

we have recordings.

I'm sorry to say that obviously for you pluralism is optional.

It's an optional for you!

Your program is the carbon copy

of what would happen to all of us,

if Stalin's offspring

were to govern this country.

Goodbye, Biscardi!

Thank you for phoning

this evening we are here to discuss AC Milan,

if it's right to say that it's their 13th championship...

My patience has run out.

...of AC Milan's history, the 3rd since Berlusconi bought the club...

Colombo called me, we cleared the air, he's a real gentleman.

Now you can return the favor.

Are you sure you want me to?

- Are you pulling out of the deal? - Of course not.

I just want you to know that you're getting into the hornet's nest.

I work on the Clean Hands investigation, I'm used to it.

Of course.

You toss in bombs... and the small fish float to the surface,

but the big ones stay in the depths, no one catches them.

Thank you for the fishing lesson.

Gabriele Monaco.

He works for De Lorenzo.

Let's just say he works very closely with him.

He was the one who picked up the kickbacks from the pharmaceutical firms.

- Gabriele Monaco. - He's very precise.

He keeps a tally of the bribes in a logbook,

but it won't be easy to find.

Hello?

Monaco, tomorrow morning, there will be a raid in your office,

get rid of anything compromising.

Who is this?

The Naples District Attorney's office received an anonymous package

containing the ledger of bribes kept by Gabriele Monaco,

and this was evidence enough to lead to the arrest, this morning,

of the assistant to the ex-Minister...

They got to him before us.

I tried to tell you...

What a ball-buster you are, Pastore, always pointing the finger,

I swear I'll cut it off sooner or later.

Can I come in?

Good evening.

And who might you be?

I'm his girlfriend.

Whose? Pastore's?

Congratulations, Pastore. What's her name?

- I don't know. - Eva, nice to meet you.

- Hi, Eva. - Salve.

What are you doing here, Eva?

I came to pick you up. Do you mind if I take him away?

No, no, no, actually, you'd be doing us a favor. Go on, Pastore, go.

- Go, go. - So he's a bit... erm... with you too?

A bit? Especially with me!

Go on, Pastore, you can't keep young ladies waiting. Go, go!

Luca, eh! Eh...

- Goodbye! - Goodbye.

Didn't expect it of Pastore...

A year ago, I was in the station. At one point, this old guy came up to me,

he took my hand and told me I was ill

and I should take a blood test.

And I wondered what this crazy guy wanted.

The following day, I took a blood test, and that's how I found out.

Who was this old guy?

I'm sure you've heard of him.

Gustavo Roll, pleased to meet you.

Follow me.

- Who is he? - Haven't you heard of him?

He's a famous clairvoyant, even Fellini comes to him.

You brought me to Turin to meet a magician!

I'd rather define myself as an explorer.

This way.

There is a spirit who wants to contact you.

I can feel it.

Ace of clubs.

Seven of diamonds.

- You know that there's a trink? - Shh! Open your mind.

Three of spades.

Bravo! Well done!

You don't need to look, in order to see.

Eva...

...the guy in the painting moved.

Yes... he does that sometimes.

Every man has a path to take towards the light.

That includes you, Luca.

You're at a crossroads, aren't you?

One path leads to anger, the other leads to love,

fear and hope.

I see death in you,

it's trying to take over.

It feeds on your desire for revenge.

Don't let it win... don't let it win!

Go towards the light.

Great, Bosco, thanks.

You're a real friend.

Go on, it's about to leave.

- Bye. - Bye.

Use this to get your dick chopped off in Brazil.

Any stronger and you would have broken my ribs.

I don't wanna see you around anymore.

Disappear. Is that clear?

'Granny, what big ears you have!'

'All the better to hear you with!'

'Granny, what big eyes you have!'

'All the better to see you with.'

'Granny, what a big mouth you have...'

How dare he!

Evening, I'm Pietro Bosco.

I'm the new member of the RAI Broadcasting Commission.

Sorry, I don't see your name.

I'm replacing the Honorable Bortolotti.

- Go on in. - Excuse me.

Let's take a quick look and then remove the seals.

- So the site can re-open tomorrow? - Absolutely.

- Of course. - Excuse me.

You go that way, I'll check over here.

- Fenati! - What?

Yes?

We found Venturi's dead body

- at the Mainaghi site. - What?!

They killed him. Get here right now.

Let's welcome Veronica Castello.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you!

Good night!

The "Maurizio Costanzo Show" returns tomorrow.

Veronica!

Can I have an autograph for my daughter?

Of course.

"May 14th"

Pietro Bosco. He's in the Broadcasting Commission too

Veronica, nice to meet you.

How the fuck can you stay in such a situation?

And if I told you I wanted out, would that change anything?

If you get me in trouble, this story will come out.

Are you blackmailing me?

This country is a mess. We're under attack, haven't you understood?