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If this fire can burn me, then I am ready to become ashes,

if I should betray the oath I am about to take.

Mr. Falcone, swear while repeating the ritual formula.

I swear to be faithful to the Italian Republic, to its head,

to loyally observe the laws of the State,

and carry out, in all consciousness, the duty I am given.

- Yes, Mr. Stefano? - Remember that thing to Peppuccio.

- Here. You toast, too. - Thank you. Happy birthday.

What are they doing?

Forget about the women! The man with the glasses.

Now get the one with the moustache.

Now the older one.

Who is that? It's the Salvos! Give it to me!

Nobody was expecting it!

- As of tomorrow I'll have bodyguards. - Goodbye, freedom.

Giovanni, be careful!

Since we'll have bodyguards as of tomorrow,

try to be on time. It's the last free evening.

- The reports? - The photocopy machine broke.

- Again? - You're right. Look.

Those checks were credited to the accounts of two of my defendants.

- Paolo's trial is a part of mine. - No, yours is a part of mine!

You'll find out that the criminal associations are always connected.

- Without the photocopy machine... - Have faith!

- I'll say hello to Chinnici. - Alright. I'll wait for you outside.

- Am I disturbing? - Giovanni! Come.

How did it go in New York? What did Thomas Cash say to you?

He said that over there the big pushers made a great leap.

- Now they buy banks. - Here they're happy with using them!

- We can't complain! Goodbye. - Giovanni!

His Excellency Pizzillo called me in. You know what he said?

You men from the Investigating Office are ruining the Palermo economy.

All the investigation that you're doing in the banks

through the Finance Police...

must come to an end. - Impossible. The procedure has begun.

We'll discuss it some other time. Meanwhile, stop Falcone.

Give him lots of small trials. A lot of them.

We risk uncovering pots that must not be uncovered.

Other magistrates do it, too,

but in the right time and right way.

Excuse me, Pizzillo, these pots that must not be uncovered,

is the connection between entrepreneurs, masonry and Mafia?

He came out in the open! What face did he make

when you spoke of masonry? - Like he was bitten by a tarantula!

Strangely enough, the funeral was not crowded.

- But we saw the Salvos. - And so?

The car stopped, they made the sign of the cross and I...

The Salvos are worse than eels.

They wiggle away in every direction. Who can frame them?

Ninni...

Isn't he Tot? Inzerillo? This one.

Here he is.

A moment of silence.

Today we have the honor of having with us

Minister Ruffini.

As of tomorrow, we must tell our friends

that we have to support this gentleman.

He's been in hiding for a year and goes to funerals?

Watch out. We'll find him at the cafe with us!

- Have your coffee. - I can't. I have to go.

- Bye. - Call me.

He doesn't have any IDs. But he had four million.

I found these. There's written "Castronovo". You think it's him?

No. I questioned Castronovo last year. He's about sixty.

Montana, find him.

I found this too.

- CES? - Yes. I never told you about it.

It's a construction company. The administrator is Lo Presti.

He's clean. In fact, the Salvos use him as a dummy.

He married one of their cousins.

- Have Lo Presti's phone tapped. - Obviously!

- Hello? - A call from Brazil.

- Hello, Mrs. Lo Presti? - Yes. Hello?

Good evening. Is your husband in?

No, I'm sorry. Ignazio isn't here. Who am I speaking with?

- Roberto. - Roberto who?

- Could you do me a favor? - Yes. What is it?

Ask him if tomorrow evening I can call him at this hour.

Roberto!

He continuously calls from Brazil.

- We don't know who he is? - A real mystery!

Good evening, Mr. Roberto.

- How are you? - Fine, thank you.

- How are you? - Fine.

But... Life...

Life is something terrible, Mr. Roberto.

- I know. - We are going crazy here.

The cruelest thing that exists in this world

is that there's no going back.

- Right! - Tell me something.

- May I talk to his brother? - Do we know if he's here and where?

- You don't know? - I haven't seen Santo in 20 days.

I don't know where he is for sure.

- I see. - I don't know who to believe anymore.

- Paolo. - Giovanni! What is it?

Is one of the Inzerillo brothers called Santo?

So...

Giuseppe... Pietro...

Tommaso...

Santo! Here he is.

- Happy? - Thank you.

Don't be amazed, but the new photocopy machine arrived.

Yes, but they forgot to send us paper.

- It's normal. - Bye.

Ninni, I think...

Can Santo, who disappeared after Inzerillo's death, be his brother?

- I talked to Nino about it. - With Nino?

- Yes. Nino said... - Turn it off.

- Who do you think Nino is? - Giovanni, he's Nino Salvo.

The Inzerillo family was massacred

and Nino Salvo, viceroy of Sicily, was worried. Why?

Why does he wants Roberto to return from Brazil

clandestinely?

Have Zucchetto keep an eye on Nino Salvo.

- They killed 7 of them today. - We are at war.

- I'm going to the D.A. office. - Bye.

One belongs to the Badalamenti family.

He didn't look like he was leaving on a cruise, but running away.

- Was his cousin Ignazio there? - No, he was alone.

I found out a couple of things.

Nino Salvo's daughter’s wedding was called off.

Everything was ready. The gifts, party favors, the guests...

Also, Cousin Ignazio met Lo Presti

in a secret place in Salemi.

One runs away, one hides... Good thing they have no record!

Latest edition!

Stop! Stop! Who gave the news?

Nino Salvo's brother-in-law was kidnapped.

Maybe Lo Presti was killed.

Get a copy.

See if there are developments on Dalla Chiesa.

That's another problem!

Here.

General Dalla Chiesa flies to Rome to urge the minister

to give him the anti-Mafia powers that were promised to him.

Will the prefect give us a hand?

Cut off head, decapitated family.

21 Inzerillos and 11 Badalamentis were massacred, and many Bontates.

Such a ferocious slaughter has never been seen before.

I found the file. This is Marchese,

a pupil of Bontate, who was murdered in prison.

That is why the Salvos run away!

According to "Prima Luce", the Salvos are waiting for a man from Brazil.

- Prima Luce? - Yes, an informer...

- Roberto, have the car prepared. - Alright.

- Captain, what do you say? - As for political crimes,

we are fumbling in the dark.

Am I disturbing?

Of course not!

Good morning.

I see the maps are making progress. I'd like to take a glance at them.

Some other time maybe...

Have a good-day.

This guy...

"U' dottore"! The less we talk about him, the better for everyone.

- Where were we? - Political crimes.

Chinnici can't find peace over the disappearance of the file

on the meeting in Rome between Piersanti Mattarella and the minister.

We know that the informer, Prima Luce,

found out that the Salvos want to have a certain Robert

come from Brazil.

Who is this Roberto?

Ninni, you take care of it.

200 liras a tuft!

Zucchini, 500.

They are Pino Greco Scarpuzzedda and Mario Prestifilippo.

Hurry. Follow them! Go on!

Damn it! Everything is wrong today!

Prima Luce can't say anything about Roberto, and these guys run away.

What impression will we give with Falcone?

Lillo! What's the matter?

Ninni, they saw me. They know me.

When I was on duty here, they were already fugitives.

I talked to Prestifilippo's grandfather and Scarpuzzedda's cousin.

- I am a dead man. - Don't worry. Nothing will happen.

It's enough to get one of them. Come on!

- We'll talk about it Monday. - Alright.

"My son, you're back!" Meanwhile the son was escaping from the balcony.

- Just think! - Has that person been seen again?

- No. She saw him last. - Where?

Where are you going?

The resemblance is impressive.

Yes. In this identikit, he looks just like Prestifilippo.

We did it with the help of the marshal who on that morning

was in Via Carini, and saw a young man ride by on a motorbike.

Yes, but don't tell me that he, or a killer like him,

hade the papers disappear from the general's safe.

- Is someone saying that? - Ninni!

We still don't understand who was the first person

to enter the general's home.

Who took the safe's key?

Maybe the officers looking for sheets to cover the corpses?

We don't even know their names.

In the safe we only found an empty box.

- A service report. - May I look at it?

Yes, of course.

- A bit laconic. - I had it rewritten.

Imagine how it was before! A red Renault was seen

speeding from the site where they set fire to the station's cars.

Lillo, don't you have a red Renault?

You know how many red Renaults there are in Palermo?

What are you saying?

If you give me some time, I am working on something.

A lead.

Let him by!

Bastards! Bastards!

Shall we go?

File 721. Alright?

We're going to Giovanni. There's big news.

I am expecting some calls. I'll join you later.

Alright.

My gosh! If the Mafia doesn't do the job before,

we'll get a nice smoker's cancer! I'll open the window.

Yes, but I don't want some Mafia man to think...

I realize that. There's the best of anti-Mafia here!

- Sit down. - We were saying that

in the General Dalla Chiesa attack, what has emerged

is that two Kalashnikovs were used.

One was even used for... Where did you put it?

Here, Paolo. For damages to the Contino jewelry store.

Since they had never used this Kalashnikov,

they were able to try it on the bullet proof shop windows.

In fact, nothing is missing from the jewelry shop.

With the same weapon... this one...

they killed Dalla Chiesa, and Inzerillo before that.

He had just received a new Alfa.

- Which was bullet proof. - They tried to kill Contorno.

They killed Ferlito, and probably even Bontate.

The other Kalashnikov

was surely used in the Ferlito homicide.

So both the Kalashnikovs used for Dalla Chiesa

were used for Ferlito. And one of them

killed Bontate, Inzerillo and almost killed Contorno.

In other words, they are different crimes but the same weapon

and same senders.

If they are the same senders,

it's as if each single trial

was a piece of one big trial, right?

So the following work should be a joined job.

Yes.

It's a big step forward.

I was thinking of something.

Why did the winning Mafia kill Dalla Chiesa's wife too?

In killing a woman they violated a taboo.

Maybe because she knew all his secrets.

We can't say anything about these warrants.

Giovanni, I know more...

If you are referring to the third level, I agree with that too.

Rocco, I don't agree with talking about it in public.

We are taking a risk, and they'll more easily detour us.

So, you think

I should pretend to believe

that Mattarella, Dalla Chiesa and La Torre

only bothered the Mafia?

Illustrious cadavers correspond to illustrious senders!

Goodbye.

Wait!

Close the door.

Listen, Giovanni,

for days I've been asking myself...

Why does Giovanni keep the trial documents in his home,

the original copies?

Why does Giovanni meet with

important people, magistrates, policemen, in private?

It's easy. I don't trust anyone.

I would even meet the devil, if it were useful for my work.

Let's say that at times intelligence makes one more ductile than needed.

- Good night, Rocco. - Good night.

You look tired. Go rest.

There is a red thread that ties together great crimes.

A single political project.

If they had only sent the body back,

I wouldn't feel so terrible.

I would have buried him in the family tomb.

On Sundays I would have taken flowers to him with the girls.

Instead, who knows what they did to him!

My husband was an engineer.

He built second homes.

You saw Palermo Due, huh? It's a sort of city.

Now I say... without the help of the Salvo cousins

and friends of friends,

would he ever have built those second homes?

Madam, who were the men who allowed the Salvos...

Let's call them "friends"... Who allowed any enterprise?

I don't know.

I can only say that Roberto,

the one who always called from Brazil,

is Tommaso Buscetta.

The boss of the two worlds.

It just arrived. It isn't the usual note.

Reserved sources inform us that an assault to a judge is being prepared.

Giovanni, there is talk of a remote controlled car bomb.

Don't tell the others anything.

It probably only has to do with the two of us.

You leave anyway.

I will be careful.

No! No! You stay here. Wait...

Two in one hit would be too much!

Paparcuri will come back to get you. Deal with that Chinese...

Put pressure on the extradition.

Sir, the honorable Lima is here.

Judge, I'm sorry to have to say this,

but in here.

in the investigations office, they work increasingly less for justice

and increasingly more against Christian Democracy.

You know what kind of car they could use for a car bomb?

I don't know. It depends on how much T&T they use.

So you confirm having gone to Zurich

from April 2nd to the 24th, 1982,

that the payments of the drugs took place in Switzerland...

Will you give me those photos, Colonel?

And a good part of the money was delivered by Sicilians.

Do you know these two men?

Yes, it's them.

We were in the Mercedes.

I am sure

that the money came from the Bank of Lugano.

Why are you so sure?

Because the money bundles were...

inside the Bank of Lugano straps.

- Is he Roberto? - He's not Roberto.

There is no doubt that this investigation

carried out with the prefect Emanuele De Francesco...

Hello?

- What is it? - Chinnici! There was an attack.

- Call the D. A. Office. - Yes.

- They killed Rocco. A bomb. - What? It's not possible!

They killed Rocco. A bomb.

In the massacre, magistrate Rocco Chinnici was killed.

Two Carabinieri and the judge's building doorman was killed too.

Anger, disdain, protest. Palermo rebels to the logic of terror.

Citizens of any social level place flowers on the scene of the attack

as a homage to the magistrate who always fought against the Mafia.

There's something about which you were never precise.

How was the transportation carried out?

Come in. With Sicilian boats?

I don't know.

A telex? What are you saying? Nobody sent you anything here.

We were undecided whether to advise you or not

about this monstrosity that happened. We didn't want to anguish you.

What happened?

They killed Rocco. A massacre.

Who are you?

I am death.

Mr. Falcone.

Mr. Falcone.

Giovanni, is it you? Thank goodness!

Did you hear about the horrible thing that happened? I don't believe it.

Francesca, what kind of work is this?

It's inhuman! How can one ever conceive...

The first impulse is that of leaving, of being close to Rocco

for the last time.

But I can't leave because I received a telex

that was strange and ambiguous. Nobody sent it.

It says to return to Palermo on the first flight.

Paolo says not to move, and that it could be... a trap.

Don't come, Giovanni!

I will pay your last respects to Rocco. Don't come!

Come in, Counsellor.

Since Chinnici's death, no one has come in here.

Thank you.

- Excuse me. - Please.

- I must get some of Dad's things. - Please.

- I'm sorry. I didn't introduce myself. - I know who you are.

You took my father's place.

Why did you ask to come?

Aren't you afraid of dying in Palermo?

At 63, you must be used to the idea of death.

After Rocco's death...

You surely imagined from the phone call.

After Rocco's death, we stopped.

Nino.

I want to tell you something right away.

At the Justice Building I can only count on a few friends.

This goes for you too.

We can only count on a few friends.

When they find out what I have in mind, those friends will be fewer.

Caponnetto wants to create an anti-Mafia pool

like they did at Noto during the terrorism.

What do you think Chinnici was preparing?

Did you want them to send someone to cover things up?

If "u' dottore" would be sent away instead of being promoted...

that would be great news! - You'd like that! Forget it.

- Join me at the office. - What do the others say?

Finally! It was about time! We'll only deal with Mafia. Just us!

It will be difficult to kill us all together.

- If they kill you, I'll investigate. - They'll kill Guarnotta first!

- What is going on? - They formed a new working group.

- The isolation of judges will end. - Good!

Did you hear? The attack on Chinnici could've been avoided.

Recorded phone calls exist where a Lebanese warns about a car bomb.

If he's your informer, call him and question him.

Who gave the tip? Are they two of Michele Greco's men?

Then arrest them, and put pressure on them.

They didn't do anything! Nothing!

That's what you think! Actually, they did a lot.

But in another direction!

They informed you with the usual note.

If you bother with notes, you'll spend your life clandestinely.

Rocco's death is one more reason to continue.

Yes? Alright. It's Geraci.

- He is ready to leave. - Leave?

- Brazil. - Buscetta!

Buscetta, are you willing to talk to the Italian judges?

An entire night won't be enough,

Mr. Falcone.

Especially because he realized I respect him, I consider him.

To be honest, I don't feel any respect and consideration.

Do you know how they arrested him?

Are you talking about the dead body of the drugged girl

found buried in the garden?

I know, but there are other things to be considered here.

He is willing to talk. The Mafia knows everything about us.

Maybe even that we're here.

And what do we know? Vincenzo, this is a turning point!

I warn you, Judge.

I'll talk and you'll become a celebrity,

but they'll try to destroy you

professionally and physically.

Don't forget that the account you opened with Cosa Nostra,

can only be closed in one way.

With death.

The Mafia war was the Corleone war

headed by Tot? Riina.

After Liggio's arrest, who could stop him?

That bloodthirsty traitor!

Against tradition Mafia men like me,

like Bontate, Badalamenti,

who opposed the killing of politicians, magistrates,

Carabinieri.

Bontate was used to solving problems

by using the contacts he had made on all fields.

He had many, Mr. Falcone, believe me.

I'm telling you. Sindona's secrets were peanuts

compared to those of Bontate.

You understand me.

So... This morning we'll start off with a bang!

Who is the head of the Palermo Cupola?

Michele Greco, the Ciaculli family,

known as "the Pope".

Tell me something.

Michele Greco, a boss,

can order the murder of a magistrate like Chinnici by himself?

No murder can be carried out without the consent

of the territory family in which it must be done, but...

But for the more serious blood dealings

the Cupola meets.

The entire Cupola decides.

But there is an unwritten rule

that is absolute

in Cosa Nostra.

The decisions of Cupola must be carried out at all costs.

- The penalty is death. - You are saying that...

the activity of Cosa Nostra in Sicily, in Italy, in all the world,

can lead to your bosses?

- Are you saying this to me? - Yes.

There are no doubts. Cosa Nostra

is an unitary and vertical organization.

- I'll say that. - And he says he is democratic!

Tomorrow, instead of "Ah", I'll say "Bah"!

This Buscetta gave us a great gift.

We weren't even certain that Mafia is called Cosa Nostra.

"At the basis of the organization there's the family,

where there is a differentiation between men of honor and soldiers."

"Above the family, there is the commission or Cupola,"

"presided by a boss."

Excuse me. As for political crimes,

La Torre, Mattarella, Dalla Chiesa,

illustrious crimes,

the Mafia didn't expect the State's reaction?

For the most serious crimes the Cupola evaluates

the pros and cons.

Of course. I mean...

With the murder of General Dalla Chiesa,

the State finds itself practically obliged to pass the Torre law

where article 416 bis

is certainly not a bed of roses for the Mafia.

The general had challenged Cosa Nostra.

Oh, come on! The poor general's hands were tied.

If the Mafia killed anyone who challenged it verbally,

this country would be a cemetery.

Listen, Buscetta, I am interested in understanding

what the Cupola's evaluations are

when it decides for an illustrious crime as that of Dalla Chiesa.

Let's say there could be...

a converging of interests.

Among who?

Let's say that the general was not only cumbersome

for Cosa Nostra.

Who were those politicians, or that politician,

for which General Dalla Chiesa had become encumbering?

You don't know, or you don't want to tell me?

Badalamenti didn't tell me.

Despite your relationship?

Buscetta! Buscetta, don't tell me nonsense.

I don't like what you do.

You say, you don't say, you speak, you don't speak.

Do you know the names of these politicians? Yes or no?

Then say it!

Even if it is the Prime Minister,

the Ministry of Foreign Affairs,

you must tell me these names!

Otherwise, the third level remains an invention of Rocco Chinnici!

I don't care about working like this. I am leaving!

Mr. Falcone, stop. Calm down and... sit down.

Please.

I will not talk about politics.

I told you since the first moment.

There aren't the right conditions.

And even if I said names...

I gave the name of the mobile squad informer,

a friend of friends...

"U' dottore"!

Let me talk to Falcone.

How long does it take to make out these warrants?

Calm down!

Nino, Cassar? wait.

Tell him that 366 warrants cannot be made in five minutes.

What about Badalamenti's?

- Squad car 5 in Via Oreto. - Send number 6 to Via Maqueda.

Everything is under control. For 8 hours nobody can leave Palermo.

- That is not it! - Milan and Frosinone, everything ok.

- In Rome? - They got four in Rome.

If Rocco were here, he'd be so happy!

I was thinking the same thing.

- Cassar?. - Guess how many we caught?

- How many? - 150.

We got 150, Giovanni!

Ignazio and Nino Salvo

are men of honor

of the Salemi family.

And as such, were introduced to me by Stefano Bontate

when I came to Palermo in 1980.

And they have direct connections with known Parliament members.

- Which ones? - I cannot give their names yet.

I saw Nino in Rome too.

I remember that once...

at Pippo Cal?'s home at EUR.

He told me that a Parliament member I hadn't seen for a while

wanted to meet me.

- Who was that man? - I don't remember.

You don't remember? Buscetta, so...

If you were to see him again, it means you knew him.

Why don't you want to tell me?

Judge...

Alright. Let's go back to the Salvos.

Then Nino Salvo hosted us and put his villa on the sea at our disposal.

What a magnificent place!

We were so peaceful there, and so happy

that we almost couldn't believe it.

The New Year's dinner was brought to us by the Hotel Zagarella

that belonged to Salvo.

At Hotel Zagarella, Cosa Nostra was at home.

Meetings, banquets...

That is where Scarpuzzedda

cut off the arm of Tot? Inzerillo's son

who said he wanted to revenge his father

Buscetta, think about it a minute.

Ciancimino is no longer the mayor of Palermo.

Even the Christian Democrats backed away from him. Lima too!

What I knew about Ciancimino was what everyone talked about.

One day Pippo Cal?...

I was a guest in his home in Rome.

Masino, open up your ears.

They granted one thousand billion for urban improvement of Palermo.

- A thousand billion? - Contracts for a thousand billion!

Just waiting for who will get it.

With Ciancimino in our hands, we'll get it.

They screwed us! They're in a meeting at the Mobile Squad.

Don Vito, open. It's me!

- Wake up! - What is it?

It can't be! It can't be!

Oh, God! I feel sick. I can't come.

- I feel terribly sick. - Don Vito!

Are you Salvo Antonino known as Nino?

See how far they've gone? Yes, I am he.

- It's Salvo! - Please!

Please!

I can already see the title. "Mafia sanctuaries were violated."

Listen, Ciancimino,

make an effort. Try not to get sick.

The accusations against you have become ten. Here.

What can you say about the 2,500 real-estate licenses

given to dummies when you were the Palermo mayor?

How do you justify demolishing Villa Deliella

and other constructions in Art Nouveau style

to be replaced by huge cement housing?

I didn't know there were bonds.

I, mayor of the plunder of Palermo?

I deny it. I was a good administrator.

I created jobs for thousands of people.

I'll show you something. It's the photocopy of a check

you signed in the name of Michael Pozza.

Italo-Canadian Mafia man

killed in front of a pizza place in Montreal.

I feel sick.

Please, you talk.

Call a doctor. I feel sick.

Mr. Salvo, how do you explain the fact

that you and your cousin were allied

with two enemy families during the Mafia war?

That was never seen in Cosa Nostra.

And yet you're still alive, richer and more respected than before.

On one side, Bontate, Inzerillo and Buscetta.

On the other, the Grecos of Ciaculli, allied with the winning Corleones.

And you, in the middle.

Maybe we met the Grecos at some hunting trip.

Or maybe at some party. I don't remember.

I don't know.

From these cashier's check belonging to you,

one would say the opposite.

Very concrete relations are explained.

A 300 million check on December 19, 1980.

386 million on February 1, 1982.

This one is 400 million, March 3, 1983.

It's in the name of Andrea Notaro, Michele Greco's brother-in-law.

I don't remember. Maybe they were loans.

I feel like smiling. Excuse me.

Earlier you said you barely knew the Grecos.

Then that you didn't know them at all.

And then that you lent them a billion that was never returned.

Tommaso Buscetta? I've never seen him.

Never knew him.

I always criticized my brother-in-law for keeping him

when he was a fugitive.

Let's be honest.

This is a deplorable setup to disgrace the Salvo family.

You persecute us because we are active Christian Democrats.

The left, with the excuse of Mafia, has always tried to hit the DC.

When Giulio Andreotti comes to Sicily,

we are happy of doing our duty.

Which is that of accompanying him and Lima.

Because no Italian, no Sicilian

did what they did for our island.

What they did, especially for you!

It's not by chance that the DC had the power

to give you the contract for municipal tax offices in Sicily

with a percentage of profit double the rest of Italy.

You can speak.

You must know, Judge,

that while I was in Rome, they killed some of my relatives.

People who had nothing to do with it.

People who worked.

People who were not Cosa Nostra.

They killed them just to scare me.

So I decided to kill Pippo Cal?.

- Why him? - Because he said

that Bontate wanted to kill Tot? Riina.

So, since he is a bloodthirsty coward,

he had an excuse to kill Bontate.

I wanted to revenge Bontate

and give a sign to the Corleone men

who had massacred my friends.

Will you describe this Riina?

What can I say? He was shorter than me

with a round face.

When I saw him, he was even fatter.

With smoothed out hair.

This photo... What does it say to you?

When will you find him with this?

If poor Zucchetto were still alive,

you'd have some good photos.

- Weren't you on holiday? - I won't leave you alone now.

When I heard about Montana, what could I do?

But we'll find those animals! And we'll watch out for you.

Ten years aren't enough to have someone like Beppe Montana again.

I came as I was. They'll send me my luggage.

Are you hungry?

Let's go eat something at my home.

- Laura. - Finally! Any news?

Nothing new. Is there anything to eat?

- Are you really coming? - Yes. Today for sure.

- Antiochia is here, too. - Good. When are you coming?

- In a few minutes. - Then I won't put our girl to bed.

Check the courtyard well before I arrive.

Hello?

Alright.

Dad is coming.

Here he is! Here's Dad.

Ninni! Ninni!

Don't cry. It's nothing.

Help! Help! Open! Open!

Open, please! Open!

Help! Help!

Open, please!

Help, please! Open!

Do it for the child! Oh, God!

Thank heavens! Hold the child. Take her to your home, please.

Ninni! Ninni!

Look at me! Ninni, look at me.

Tell me something. Tell me something, Ninni.

I'm Laura, Ninni. Ninni, please!

- What else is happening? - A tip from the prison.

They are preparing another attack.

How did they know that Cassar? would have lunch at home?

He hadn't done so for days.

He called by chance.

Just one?

They are killing all our best collaborators.

They are digging up the ground below our feet. It's a strategy.

They're coming!

Welcome!

Lucia! Where are you going? Wait!

Stop!

Stop, please.

Dad, you knew it was my first party!

We had to run away like thieves.

This place is horrible.

Yes, Lucia, I know.

I know what you feel, but...

But what if something happens to Giovanni and me?

We have come here to finish our work.

I promise that I'll take you swimming sometimes.

Sure, with bodyguards following us!

Lucia, what is it?

What is happening?

Giovanni, why is it that we can be asked any sacrifice?

Why did they deport us here? To finish our work?

We will never be able to finish it!

Maybe those who say it's "an elephant trial" are right.

Meanwhile, Riina and Provenzano

continue doing what they want and we can't catch them!

Tell me how a fugitive like Riina

can have his wife give birth in the best Palermo clinic?

Is it little that men like Marchese, Madonia and Cal? are in jail?

It's like a miracle.

The miracle would be keeping them inside. It's too hot here!

- Take the handkerchief. - Let's go.

Did you read? There are no contacts between Mafia and politics!

- Don't exaggerate. - You're not pissed off?

We document the complicity of Mafia, politics and business,

and you see what they write?

Here. "Sporadic and occasional cases."

What'll we do?

Start a case with the D.A. Office right before going to court?

- What about him? - He...

Here is Geraci!

Let's see what he tells us.

You are here! Paolo, did you forget?

You're right. Let's go right away.

I know. You got pissed off with the Mafia-politics part.

No, Vincenzo. We were reasonable.

We did away with political crimes.

The entire matter of Michele Sindona with secret services,

masonry, Knights of Catania, the P2 lodge,

is something we just mentioned.

We didn't mention many aspects of the Dalla Chiesa crime.

You D.A. people must give us a hand.

If it was up to me or Ayala, talking about a Mafia-politics complicity

and secret, disquieting connections

would be fine.

- But the boss... - We'll talk about it on the way!

The door!

I know!

Come in.

What else is there?

Geraci maybe had a stroke of genius, and it's fine with the boss.

- Meaning? - Contiguity.

- Contiguity? - Contiguity with Mafia and politics,

in the place of "complicity".

Alright. It's fine for the time being, but...

I am convinced that in two years

the word "complicity" will be fine for everyone.

Even in Rome?

This trial with 476 defendants accused of Mafia crimes

is a historic event that has never before taken place.

It was specifically set up inside the Palermo prison,

a bunker room with cement walls and bulletproof doors,

heavily guarded by 3,000 police officers

that preside the entire area.

Locked inside the cages there are the "mammasantissimas"

who terrorized Sicily for decades.

The jury is double, with actual members and substitutes,

if anyone should not be present.

The judges add that terrible secrets are yet to be explored.

Especially for the political crimes against Reina, Mattarella, La Torre.

Another black hole is the bond between organized crime and masonry

that passes through Pippo Cal?, considered the Mafia treasurer.

Buscetta, you want to ruin me.

What evidence do you have? Why don't you tell me the name?

No, you must tell me the name!

Your Honor!

I wish to make a public statement.

In the Spring of 1970, Buscetta made some proposals to me

because they were interested in a coup d’état in Italy.

A military coup.

I told him that I wasn't very interested.

Why did they send Buscetta and Salvatore Greco Cicchiteddu to you?

The Americans were the ones handling it.

Buscetta was a part of the secret services.

Come, Calderone.

I'm Falcone. Sit down. Come.

Help me!

You must help me, Holy Mary!

Already in 1977, Bontate...

Your brother-in-law was a well-known Mason.

He wanted to create a sort of covered lodge,

exclusively for important Mafia men.

We were to be a part of it, too.

My father said that a covered lodge

is ideal for the Mafia, magistrates, entrepreneurs, politicians,

who want to exchange favors.

Favors? Why type of favors?

Judge, are you kidding me?

It's enough to ask what power the Mafia has.

The power of money.

A great mass of money that the Mafia moves in every part of the world,

and can lend at half interest.

Yes, a financial power.

Or is there something else?

Judge,

the most important thing.

Punitive power.

Nino! Calderone is going full blast.

This time it'll be trouble for the third level!

We have to frame Costanzo with association with Mafia.

With 416 bis.

- It's not easy. - I know. We need an idea.

These are days when everyone gets an idea.

It's cold tonight.

You know who called me to his office today?

I bet he wanted to know if there is an investigation on politicians.

Right. But professional secrecy didn't allow me to answer.

What is it?

What is it, Nino? What is it?

Nothing. This Calderone is making us work hard.

I'll get you a glass of water.

In the name of the Italian people, the Palermo Court of Assise,

the first section, condemns Lucchese Giuseppe,

Montalto Salvatore, Spadaro Francesco, Sinagra Antonio

to life in prison, and to ten million liras each as a fine.

Furthermore, it condemns to life in prison and to the fine...

The Cosa Nostra Cupola being hit, the judges believed Buscetta.

This morning in the bunker room, the Palermo Court of Assise

put out a historical sentence.

Finally the State had given a firm answer to arrogance...

Francesca, did you see?

The television is exulting.

Good thing you're saying that the Mafia is stronger than ever.

I'd like to know what you think.

It's enough to look at the faces in those cages.

Who would believe that they are the senders of those great crimes?

At least the past doesn't bite.

Read.

"Those in your favor are weakening."

"Contact us as soon as possible."

As you see, I may not easily take over Caponnetto's place.

- Hello? - Meli, is that you?

- Yes. What time is it? What is it? - Listen to me carefully.

You must present the request for Councilor

and withdraw the one for the presidency of the court.

I spent a lifetime to get there!

I am not just speaking on my behalf.

You're the only one in Palermo who can stop Falcone.

Falcone?

I'll bet you won't give those bags not even to your bodyguards.

Don’t' worry. I think Geraci will give us his support.

I made out a list with some names.

The sure ones I wrote with pen, the others with a pencil.

- Abbate is in favor too? - Giovanni! Hi.

- Hi, Lucia. - Hi, Dad.

Hurry or we'll miss the ferry. Are you coming too?

- I wish! - Come on!

- I can't. - Yes. It seems...

We should be there.

- Are you coming to Favignana? - I am busy in Palermo.

Fiammetta!

You were brave to have children.

I've always...

I feel that sooner or later they will kill me.

Here in Marsala, there was a guy,

a man named Cordaro, who is much younger than we are.

One day he fell down the stairs and died.

Sooner or later we all must die.

- Why did you get transferred? - You know very well.

Yes, I do. You said your daughter has problems,

that nobody is taking care of the Trapani area,

that we must de-centralize the pool, and other things.

I don't think you ever told me the truth.

I left because I couldn't stand

your horrible personality any longer.

You're too self-centered.

And also, Giovanni, two roosters in a chicken coop...

Bye.

Falcone was the best of all of us.

I had the honor and unrepeatable privilege of working with him

during the period when the Palermo streets were paved with deaths.

Giovanni Falcone wrote many pages of civil payback

not only in the legal history of our country.

- Falcone made it. - Habemus Falcone.

Falcone's exceptional traits,

the esteem, our personal relationship,

induces me to prefer him in the choice,

if there wasn't the obstacle of his competitor, Antonino Meli.

Antonino Meli has worked 16 years more than Falcone.

He was deported to a concentration camp in Germany

and survived indescribable hardships.

I therefore propose the nomination of Antonino Meli.

I ask myself how you can explain to the country that Giovanni Falcone

with so much credit, can't head the Investigation Office.

If I remember correctly, when Borsellino was to be chosen

for the Marsala D.A. office,

going against the rules of who had worked more years,

Geraci said that it was to give a signal

in the fight against Mafia.

Therefore I ask you, why can't we elect Falcone now?

Falcone had 10 votes, Meli 14. The non-voters were decisive.

- A statement. - I am not making statements.

- We'll continue working. - Thank you.

Nino Salvo and I waited for Mr. Lima in the Rome office.

When he entered, we welcomed him with the respect he was entitled to.

I became emotional

because he was known as a politician close to men of honor.

We went right to the matter.

We had to transfer from Catania the vice chief of police

who had a fixation against us Calderones.

My brother, as head of the family, was continuously under pressure.

What did Lima say?

He promised to intervene on the Ministry.

The known parliamentary member you saw in Rome with Nino Salvo,

whose name you would have said later,

was by chance the honorable Lima?

I will only talk about the Mafia-political connection

when the time call for it.

Stop being the protector of the State! It is not your jurisdiction!

It is not your duty. If anything, it is mine!

Come on, Buscetta, you are ridiculous!

What, Mr. Falcone?

You should thank me, and instead you insult me?

Oh, please!

You didn't understand? If you are here, still alive,

you owe it to the fact that I am not telling the whole truth

I am familiar with.

- Good morning. - Did you shave your beard?

Yes. Enough of clichés on the Communist judge.

- You look good. - Thank you.

- Giovanni, what will it be? - What?

- Is it a clash or an encounter? - What do you say?

Let's get to us.

- The trial 1817. - In fact.

Before leaving, Caponnetto assigned it to us of the pool.

It's comprehensible because in the 1817 trial there are

all investigations that weren't concluded in the maxi trial.

Then there is the Calderone trial.

Dear Falcone, let's speak clearly.

I am here now, and it is not by chance.

Dearest Councilor.

The pool fulfills the criteria of investigation efficiency

and that of safeguarding needs...

Finally he is back!

And personal security of the magistrates.

He unveiled himself.

He assigned himself to 1817.

- All the trials of Cosa Nostra! - It's not all.

He's decided to give us, the pool, the small, ordinary trials,

and to the foreign judges, the Mafia trials.

He says that everyone must know how to do everything.

- He is taking us back 10 years! - Excuse me...

We can write even 20 letters, but we must not be at war with him.

- We must negotiate. - I don't agree.

If we manage, let's say,

to have the trial 1817 assigned to us by proxy,

maybe we can dodge the obstacle. - I think Giovanni is right.

If he loads us with minor cases when will we have the time?

Even if we kill ourselves with work, he will decide. By himself!

I will send them back today

and will bring up the matter of territorial conflict.

That way the Cassation will establish if the "cosche" operate autonomously

or are connected with the so-called "Cupola"

as our Buscetta proclaimed!

Do you realize it? He sent back the trial reports twice.

He didn't even open them.

Giovanni, what should we do?

He knows what to do because he already sent to the Cassation

the conflict of territorial competence.

Right! He's waiting for the first section presided by Carnevale.

Giovanni, they really fixed us up!

The Swiss judges are coming.

Welcome. Everything alright?

Please, this way.

Are you alone?

You know the Swiss. Straight to work! They'll come tomorrow.

- Shall we go for a swim? - It's not a good day, Francesca!

- What happened? - Here.

It's the Crow's latest move.

"The head of the police and the summit of Criminalpol"

"allow the repentant Contorno to come to Sicily from the US"

"to catch his Corleone enemies"

"and favor the capture of Tot? Riina."

"The success of the operation interested Falcone"

"when his nomination as Palermo district attorney was considered."

This one is the most slanderous!

The intent to discredit you and the pool is obvious!

40,000 anonymous letters arrived and nobody ever talked about it.

But the Crow's letters end up in the papers! Who knows what's behind it!

Mr. Falcone!

What is it?

Did someone forget it, or is it something worse?

Don't touch anything! Advise the central station.

Tell them there's a suspicious bag and we need an EOD technician.

Central station!

It's a bomb!

- A bomb! - How did it happen?

How did that stuff get here? How many are you?

- Four. - Nobody saw anything?

What the hell are you looking at?

Code 15, emergency. Converge to Addaura.

I repeat. Code 15, emergency. Converge to Addaura.

No boat located on the north side. Out.

Check the west area of Addaura. Nothing to signal. Over and out.

I was expecting it. It was in the air.

When did they place it? There are security guards even at night.

Whoever placed that bomb knew

that I would take a swim with the Swiss colleagues.

An informer!

What do the Swiss have to do with it?

They came to Palermo to ask me for information.

To verify some investigations.

In the recycling of money, in Swiss banks,

there aren't just the billions of the Mafia and the white collars.

There is something that regards our political system.

Something new that they found out.

Meaning?

Giovanni, what is behind them?

- Judge! - What is it?

Judge Falcone!

It's full of explosive. It would have been a massacre.

Check the villas in the area and locate possible witnesses.

Hello? Good evening, President!

- It's Andreotti. - I just heard. It's terrible!

It doesn't seem true.

Luckily, it wasn't a disaster! I'm glad.

You know how much esteem we have for you and appreciate your work.

Wait. Vitalone is here and wants to congratulate you, too.

Dear Falcone, fortunate men are seen in moments of tragedy.

- Isn't that so? - "Fortunate" isn't the right word.

He's talking to Falcone. He was attacked.

What sort of attack?

- How about coming to Rome? - Is tomorrow alright?

Yes, see you tomorrow in my office.

Alright. Thank you.

I'll get your queen now.

I hadn't even noticed.

- Mia! - What is it?

I see something awful. The knight is down there playing chess.

I see him too. What is so awful?

- Do you see who he's playing with? - With who?

With death!

It's your turn, Antonius Block.

Did you lose interest in the game?

Lose interest? Not at all.

You seem worried. What is the reason?

- My mother called. - What did she say?

What did she say?

She invited us to dinner.

- What do you say? - Why do you always watch this film?

I don't know. It's the chess game that...

The knight lost.

He lost.

I want to tell you something.

Behind their gesture today...

behind the gesture of the explosives,

there are very refined minds.

Not the Mafia!

- Good morning. - Good morning.

What a mess! Some even say you put the bomb yourself

because the Mafia never misses. - Is that what they say?

They insinuate that this will get you the job as district attorney.

Are you surprised? After Meli and Crow's letters?

Why don't we leave this cursed place?

I'll talk to the Swiss colleagues and then disappear.

- Where will you go? - I won't tell anyone.

Not even Francesca. I want to be alone and catch my breath.

We've been talking about informers for years.

I don't want to feel cumbersome like General Dalla Chiesa.

Mr. Falcone, excuse me. I'd like to ask a few questions.

One is serious, the other, a little less.

Shall we start with the serious one?

What is this thing about the attack?

Judge Falcone was unanimously elected district attorney.

The other 4 contestants, although with more years of work,

withdrew their candidacies,

thus facilitating the road to a highly deserving magistrate,

one of the most valid performers in the fight against the Mafia.

Did you see? Finally some good news!

- Sure. Has my husband finished? - He's questioning Mannoia.

Here they are.

Francesca!

Where shall we celebrate my nomination?

I don't feel like celebrating.

Do you think what happened is normal?

First they give you a hard time,

and then they unanimously elect you Attorney.

Maybe they changed their minds.

- I don't know. - Maybe you're not telling the truth.

Why don't you react?

First the bomb that you supposedly placed yourself,

then the Crow's lies, and now this matter

that you left the third level to be elected.

What are you waiting for to deny it?

Love... slander denies itself.

After the tough sentence,

Tot? Riina told me not to worry

and promised the bosses

that Judge Carnevale...

would have annulled the investigating procedure of the maxi-trial

because of a procedural defect.

Mannoia, you can say what you want

about the first section of the Cassation, about Judge Carnevale,

but that is not the problem.

The problem is something else.

Sir...

Mannoia, I must give you bad news.

- My mother? - Your sister and aunt too.

- Did you hear about those 3 women? - Of course!

- It doesn't seem like it. - What should I do?

Maybe the repentant men should've been told not to mention politicians.

I am devastated. I'm wondering if my work is of any use.

There is a file with many pages on Lima, but nothing ever happened.

Of course! Until Andreotti keeps on saying...

"Don't look for skeletons in our closets."

"You'll only find evening clothes."

Until there are people here like "u' dottore",

how can I bring evidence to court?

So, what is the use of being massacred like this?

And what about us?

Always locked up at home, locked up in the car...

Always bulletproof protection to avoid getting killed.

Why?

It's just a useless sacrifice!

You know what the real trap is?

Considering the fight against the Mafia

only in legal terms.

Instead, it is also a political choice.

You can finally enter, sir.

I know. The La Torre trial.

The request by the civil party for the investigation supplement.

Yes, on the Gladio. We should adhere to the request for this investigation.

Of all political trials, this one is the most nebulous.

I repeat, let's postpone any decision to the indictment.

Sit down.

You know very well that if we reach indictment,

we won't have time to do an investigation.

I'm going to Rome to meet the judges that deal with Gladio.

Gladio... A lot of smoke and nothing concrete.

It would be convenient for the Communists

if the secret services had killed La Torre!

- Well? - OK. Tomorrow I'll call Rome.

- I've been waiting a half hour. - Yes, but it's a terrible day!

I'm sorry. I didn't do it. I haven't called Rome yet.

Alright.

Please come, sir.

I heard that the colleagues Lo Forte and Pignatone

met Cardinal Pappalardo

for the Nara Lazzarini matter in the Mattarella trial.

- That is right. Sit down. - No. You could've advised me!

You know that the only reason which pushed me to come here

is having anti-Mafia coordination. - Of course, I promised.

So make sure this coordination goes into effect.

- Did you call Rome? - Darn it! I forgot.

I think you should sign, too.

- I needed to hear you say it. Bye. - What is going on?

What is going on? Nothing.

That is the problem! I am obliged to sign.

What if it was a mistake

to detach Reina, La Torre and Mattarella from the maxi-trial?

On the contrary! I'm beginning to think

it was the only way for the maxi-trial to be held.

There are political crimes

beyond which there is a limit...

That cannot be passed.

Right!

What if you didn't sign the request?

It would be a scandal. It would be trouble for me.

I should justify myself in front of the Anti-Mafia Commission.

They threw away a trash bag.

I feel like laughing,

The Mafia will kill me and will give me justice.

Not necessarily.

Look at what I did.

I put it under glass.

What is it?

I don't like it.

I had to find out from the radio that you're going to Rome?

- Shall I send these too? - Yes, thank you.

Why are you leaving? You're number 2 at the D.A. Office.

It's true, but Giammanco remains number one.

I don't want to stay. I'd feel humiliated in being his cover-up.

Is Martelli better than him? Or Andreotti who made him a minister?

Did you forget that in 1987 he was elected with Mafia votes?

Paolo, in the long run, you and I are stronger than politicians.

You are so naive! Caponnetto was right.

I don't know. Maybe you overestimate me.

I don't think any politician can co-opt me.

That is a challenge. You're not one of them.

When the time comes to decide, they'll trust you.

They'll find someone else.

I must continue with my work. I have to trust someone.

I don't want to be alienated, or killed.

I trust Martelli. He gives new signals. He convinced me.

The wolf loses his fur...

I'm going to Falcone.

- Please. - What is it?

Nothing. Just two minutes...

It's the usual crucial point for me.

The super-district attorney must refer to the minister of justice

who has to refer to the Council of Ministers,

that must refer to the Italian Parliament.

- All this seems... - Like a relay race!

Right!

I am thinking of the faces of my colleagues.

"Falcone did a wonderful job!"

"He put the magistrates at the service of politicians."

This law places us on the level of the most advanced countries.

I agree, but I keep thinking of my colleagues

who will say that Italy is a different sort of country,

that the suspicion of illegality, if not worse,

touches the summit of the State itself.

- Good morning, sir. - Good morning.

- How's the meeting with Falcone? - The one with the general attorneys?

- Of course. Everyone has arrived? - Yes, there are many.

They are coming out.

I don't very much agree with the negative balance

of the first two years of application of the new code.

The decrease of legal production is certainly true!

The politicians have reduced penal trials to street trials!

Petty thieves, little pushers, prostitutes.

I hope to make it by 1:30.

I came to say goodbye.

I was waiting for you.

I was called to Rome too. A lovely city!

But not as much as your Palermo.

Right...

At the end of meetings, discussions, convocations,

the magistrates association announced a national strike

to protest against the attitude

of the President of the Republic, Cossiga towards the CSM

and against the law decree concerning the super-D.A. Office.

Send this communication immediately to the entire press.

I declare that the magistrate strike is illegitimate

because it goes against a law of the State.

You can't go against all the judges.

They are going against me! Do you understand?

To the entire press, immediately.

Giovanni, I have the voting results.

Cordova, three.

Falcone, two. Loiacono, one.

Really? I was expecting it.

I'm sorry.

This CSM never stops amazing us.

Yes, sure.

Do you feel up to giving me an official statement?

Find him! I don't care what he said! Find him!

No, thank you. I won't do any more interviews until the Plenum.

I'll get it. Giovanni is silent, I'm not.

I am furious! I already put out a communication.

I accuse the magistrate of a slanderous campaign against Falcone.

I won't give him consent for Cordova.

Even if it means ending up in front of the Constitutional Court.

For me, the only candidate of the Super-D.A. Office remains Falcone.

The Cassation annulled the sentence of the Palermo Court of Appeal

which after a few years done away with the maxi-trial one.

In so doing, the Cassation confirmed the maxi-trial verdict

and the validity of the Buscetta theorem.

"Cosa Nostra is a unitary and vertical crime organization."

Mom! Mom!

They said we were right. We made it!

The Cassation! Giovanni will be happy!

Andreotti has arrived at Punta Raisi.

Perfect! I saw the menu. It's exceptional!

I did everything I could. I put him in fifth place.

His vote is certain.

After the fall of the Berlin wall, many things have changed.

Also fell the impunity of Mafia men and their protectors.

We must give things time.

Wall or not, whoever is behind "u' dottore",

the P2, the secret accounts in Switzerland, political Mafia,

will never give up.

I'm going to the super-D.A. Office.

You, in Giammanco's place.

That is what you want.

Who can stop us?

A new Mafia is emerging.

A Mafia we are not familiar with. Maybe it is already emerged.

It uses new means, has new procedures.

It exports capital abroad...

- Who are they? - Judges investigating

on the Policlinico hospital scandal. Their model is Di Pietro, not Falcone.

Good for them! Before Falcone there was no model!

Acquire new operational and coordination instruments.

I am talking about the DIA, the super-D.A. Office.

Excuse me, Falcone. The DIA here only unduly interfered

in the investigation on the Policlinico scandal.

Report this interference.

- To who? - To who it concerns.

You know very well the pertinent offices

take everything to the State. - In fact!

We are the State, therefore, let's make sure

the new instruments are used correctly.

What State are you talking about?

There is only one State.

Yes, but we don't know whose side it's on.

Falcone, we don't like you being in the government building!

The role I was assigned is for magistrates.

Yes, but you need political approval!

The magistrates don't answer to anyone. Did you forget that?

They do! They must take their responsibility, as everyone.

Let's end this! Enough!

I'm sorry.

Everyone is asking why the minister doesn't stop the CSM situation.

Are you sure the minister wants you to head the super-D.A. Office?

Try asking him.

Is this an interview or a police questioning?

What do you say?

I trust you and you trust me.

They say that you secretly meet political, non-socialist leaders.

You don't trust them anymore? Wait!

Giovanni, one last thing.

Do you have regrets?

Yes. That of being one step from a historical turning point

and not having succeeded. Don't write that.

Don't worry.

I won't write anything.

No. In fact, write...

that one dies when he is left alone,

when he enters a game that is too big.

I won. Checkmate.

It's leaving.

- Cut that branch, hurry! - Alright.

- A little more. - I'll cut this other one too.

- Yes, cut it. - Is this alright?

Yes. We can see better now.

They've gone down to the last runway.

- Montinaro, you never leave me. - How could I?

- Good evening. - Welcome.

- Will you drive? - Yes, thank you.

- I will sit next to my husband. - Alright.

They are leaving.

Excuse me. Will you be going home later?

I don't know. You decide, Francesca.

Yes, maybe it's a good idea.

It's coming.

Oh, Lord!

Pick him up slowly. Slowly!

You move first.

Rocco, answer!

Answer!

Sons of bitches!

Please, officers and policemen, out! Close the door!

He's dead. We couldn't do anything.

- Did you write out a report? - Yes, of course.

- Will you read it, please? - Yes.

"The patient arrived in a cardio-circulatory arrest."

"He had injuries in the forehead and the occipital areas."

"Signs of comminuted fractures in both the lower limbs."

"The patient was intubated, and a cardiac massage was practiced."

"Infracardiac adrenaline. Without any response."

Mr. Borsellino, would you like to go out there and rinse your face?

No, thank you. I'm fine.

Thank you.

Nino, it's you!

Giovanni is dead.

In the name of all those who gave their life for the State...

I ask that justice be carried out. Now!

I turn to the Mafia men who are in here,

and who certainly aren't Christians.

You must know that there is a chance for you to be forgiven, too.

I forgive you, but you must kneel down.

If you have the courage to change...

They won't change!

It's me, Mom.

- You can't pass. - I want to see my father!

- You can't pass! - Leave me alone!

Dad...

Come away, please.

Alright. I understand.

Are you making out the report? Did you add my name to it?

- Yes. - Remove it. I've never been here.

- But... - Remove it!