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A RIZZOLI FILM PRODUCTION

A MAN ON HIS KNEES

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Move it!

You see that guy?

The one eating at the focaccia place.

He's a killer for hire.

He's looking for you, Nino.

Me? What the hell are you talking about?

His name is Antonio Platamone. He's from Borgetto.

He shot Meneghella in '71. The Zisa murder, remember?

In '74, he iced the Russo brothers.

He rang their doorbell, let himself in

and gunned them down as they were drinking coffee.

But they only jailed him for theft.

Good for him. What's he got to do with me?

That's the whole point, Nino!

If you hire a hitman, you get one with no ties to the victim!

That's murder 101!

What have I ever done to end up with you?

Wait!

Nino, wait... He asked the tobacconist about you.

Where you live, and where you work.

I'll keep an eye on him!

Yeah, a guy asked me where you live and work.

Yes, that one.

But he's not a cop... I've got a nose for those!

You can trust me!

What's this about? - A woman!

Then I don't care.

We were in jail together.

Which one? You've been in all of them.

Ucciardone! That's my regular spot.

That bastard had the gall to slash his wrists!

So what?

Are you sure you didn't offend anyone?

Back when you stole cars, maybe you jacked the wrong guy's?

We always double-checked, you know that!

We even gave some of them back.

Are you involved in any family feuds?

What family? Mine is more than enough.

You must've done something. Why would they be after you?

See? He's heading for your stall!

Where are you going? He'll have a gun!

He's looking at the stall.

I'm Nino Peralta.

If you're looking for me, here I am.

I just wanted a glass of anise water.

Your drink is on the house...

I'm the owner.

But you knew that already.

How could I? I'm not from around here.

You asked the tobacconist about Nino Peralta.

The tobacconist?

Oh, I see! I asked him about Nino Faradda!

He's an old acquaintance, but it seems I had the wrong address!

A simple mix-up.

100 liras. - It's paid for.

Thanks.

Beg your pardon...

Denied it all, didn't he? What a bastard.

Nino, tell me exactly what he said. I'll translate it for you.

Just drop it, will you?

Always such a know-it-all.

The expert is here! Stop wasting my time.

Bye, Dad. - Bye.

And wash your hands! You're grossing out my customers.

Schirò, tell Mr Patranca I should be paying less.

You're lucky, Peralta.

You've got a nice business.

Keep whining, and your luck will run out.

You tell him, Mr Ferrara.

I'm paying instalments on the stall and my daughter is sick.

I'll pay you too, but please let me breathe a little.

You know the owner of the bar on the corner?

He's complaining you're stealing his clients.

We've got to keep him happy

so Mr Patranca is raising your cut by 50 percent.

Then I won't pay.

You won't?

You're saying you won't pay?

I'm not letting anyone step on my neck.

Tell that to Mr Patranca!

Go on, Colicchia.

I don't get why we haven't checked on what happened in there.

I hope never to set foot in that shithole again.

The warehouse is closed, and Capuana won't answer the phone.

Capuana got scared and ran.

And he was right to! We shouldn't have done that.

It was a stupid move! You hear me?

He's right. - We shouldn't have done that!

We shouldn't have!

Some things are just off-limits.

Schirò!

Is that better? - Yes.

What about this?

In your previous neighbourhood

more than half of all children have rheumatic disorders.

You mean I won't get better?

The doctor says you will, so don't worry.

You will because you have a nice new home.

Do you like it?

Yes, in the old one I couldn't sleep because of the mice.

Look at the news!

There are no mice here.

What did I tell you?

Yes, there are, and how!

Where? - Don't leave the house, Nino.

In the courtyard.

The courtyard is not the house!

Right, but they can still get in.

Once you're done with the first round of injections

bring her over to my study.

Understood. How much do we owe you?

It can wait, madam... - Thanks, but we can pay now.

Then let's make it 5,000.

Daddy, were there mice in jail?

As many as you can imagine!

Even worse, they're convict mice!

Guess what we did with them?

We hunted them for sport!

And who won? - I did!

All good, Colicchia? - Yes, thank you, Mrs Lucia!

Dr Ratio is a good man, but has too much imagination.

I understand him, but he shouldn't get ideas about you.

What's that, the nonsense of the day?

Nino.

Why did you take the gun?

I'm going to sell it.

If you go back to jail, I'll kill myself.

I'll kill myself before going back.

Nino, don't leave me with the kids and without food again.

That's in the past, Lucia.

Get it through your head.

Did something happen, Nino?

Actually, it did...

I just paid off four IOUs.

"The gunman escaped undetected.

"He was about 35, dark hair, short, hazel suit and tie."

That doesn't mean it's the guy from the stall!

The description matches perfectly!

Hello. - Hi, dear.

Lucia is upstairs, I'll see you later.

Does it say why he killed him?

Could be someone who was tired of paying for protection.

God willing!

Well, let's say Patranca was Killed by this Platamone.

Why would he kill me? Before yesterday, I didn't know he existed!

Let's think about it.

In my opinion... It's just a hypothesis, mind you.

I think Patranca was part of the warring families.

Got it? Plus, there were certain recent happenings...

Totally unprecedented stuff!

They kidnapped a woman...

The wife of Rao Marini, the lawyer!

I know neither him nor his wife!

That's beside the point!

But they kept her hostage for over a month!

They threatened to kill her. - But they released her!

It was all over the news, they decided to let her go.

They didn't decide, someone forced their hand!

Greetings, everyone. - Hey, Nino!

Look at that.

You're back!

Hi.

What a grand occasion! We must celebrate!

Two of the usual... - Listen to me.

The cars I stole for you, especially the last ones...

they all went to Turkey, Libya, that kind of place?

The Middle East.

Are you sure? - Sure.

You didn't lend any of them for dangerous stuff...

Robberies, stuff that would get us into trouble?

Who do you take me for?

Patranca, the guy they killed yesterday.

Did you give him any of our cars?

I steer clear of those people, believe me.

Nino... - Bye, Carmelo!

...what's going on?

Weren't you buying me a drink?

Of course!

Can you tell me anything about the kidnapping of Mrs Rao Marini?

What can I tell you?

It's some new guys against the old guard.

The new guys kidnap the old boss's wife, and say...

"Either you step down, or we kill her.”

That's what I think, anyway.

Didn't they let her go, though?

Don't know, don't care.

I mind my own business and keep my head down.

Didn't you use to do the same?

Did you see, Nino? It's not an easy game!

Sometimes a man thinks

"I have a job, a family, my health. I'm a lucky guy.”

Then a friend comes along bearing bad news.

That's you, Colicchia!

Nino, I told you because I'm your friend.

Never mention this Platamone again.

I'm done worrying.

Forget it, then. Maybe he really was looking for an old friend.

Stop talking about it, I said!

Fine, I'll shut up! Bloody hell!

I snatched it from that lady! - We must share!

Is there any money? - There sure is!

Open it, let me see! - You didn't do anything!

Here, just a little trim.

Sergeant, it's always a pleasure.

No hard feelings, yeah?

Say, Peralta.

Don't all these cars passing by tempt you at all?

No, sir.

I like him, you know why?

All he "earned" as a "car dealer," he put away. Once he got out...

Here's your coffee. - ...he invested it.

He was the number one car thief in Palermo.

Why did he stop?

He straightened out. Who knows if it'll last.

Do you know a fish warehouse owned by a Ciccio Capuana?

It's that one there.

It's been closed all week.

They must've left a fridge open.

We've had complaints about the smell.

See you, Peralta. - Goodbye.

Come, let's do the tally.

Did you find out why Patranca was Killed?

He got sentenced.

What are you doing out of school?

I saw that man! - What man?

The one that wants to kill you.

No one wants to kill me!

Where did you see him?

At the barbershop.

Should I follow him?

What are you talking about? Go back to school, move!

Nino... They only used four bullets.

Two for Patranca, two for Schirò.

Now that's a professional!

Professional? - I'll say!

You making fun of me?

Think about cleaning, it's filthy! - Peralta!

Go inside.

What's going on, officer?

Headquarters, this is Car Two.

The sergeant wants you. Go on! - What for?

Headquarters? Yes, we need a team dispatched at...

This Capuana, did you know him personally?

Well, I brought him his orders.

CICCIO CAPUANA: REFRIGERATED WAREHOUSE

How's your stomach?

With this smell, it was better outside.

It's not a pretty sight either.

Christ!

What are you showing me, Sergeant?

They ripped out his fingernails. Unpleasant people.

Is that Capuana? - No, that's not him.

Then who is it? - I don't know.

Could it be a watchman? - I don't know!

Let me show you something else.

This is a prison for a kidnapped man...

...or woman, perhaps.

Mrs Rao Marini, please! Just one picture!

Look this way!

No photographs! Stop that!

Out of the way!

Stay back, you heard the counsellor!

Yes, it's the wife of the lawyer, Rao Marini!

Yes, I told you, it's her!

This way, Mr Counsellor.

Cover it up, quickly!

Madam... Mr Counsellor.

Let's make this quick, if you don't mind.

Do you recognise this place?

If that is all, we're leaving now.

Make way! Stand back!

Let me through! Sergeant!

Don't push! What's the hurry?

So, they didn't just let her go?

I guess there was a spy.

The other guys must've stormed the place.

Other guys?

But she'll always swear she was released.

Are you saying the others... were sent by her husband?

I said nothing of the sort.

They butchered him! Ripped out his fingernails!

To make him talk!

Make way. - Please, just one picture!

I already told you to get rid of these photographers!

That's enough! No more photographs!

Goodbye, sir. - Good day.

This story will have vast repercussions.

Let me through, please!

That's where they kept her! The lawyer's wife!

You're buying this kind of stuff now?

I found it on the ground.

No school for today, huh?

Dad, I found out where that man is.

At a hotel in Ballarò.

What hotel?

It's called... Cortese Inn.

Go home and don't tell Mum.

And don't think I forgot about the magazine!

They butchered the watchman. - Shit!

The sergeant asked if I knew him. I said no.

I told you, Nino. Stay away from Capuana's warehouse!

You told me?

I told you, Capuana was a friend of Saladino's.

And Saladino is a friend of Ferrara's, who is Patranca's man!

So Capuana was tied to Patranca?

And when did you tell me all that?

You talk and talk until my balls fall off, Colicchia

but you didn't tell me the one thing I needed to know!

Of course I bloody told you, Nino!

You said, "If I refuse to serve crooks, I'll go bankrupt!”

Could I have one coffee?

No we're closed. - Closed!

You always say I talk bull, you treat me like an idiot!

You're worse than an idiot!

You're a jailbird, a failed pickpocket... - Don't insult me!

You're a parasite! Just look at yourself!

So what, you hired me out of pity?

That's exactly right! - Me, Sebastiano Colicchia?

You know what, Nino Peralta? I quit!

Be my guest!

Colicchia... Colicchia, wait!

C'mon, go back to work. - Not on my life!

And you better pay me every last lira you owe me!

And my severance!

A Christmas bonus too? - Yes!

Everything. Our friendship is over!

You can't insult me like that.

You sure got touchy. - I always was!

Colicchia, wait! Where are you going?

That's this parasite's bloody business! It needn't concern you!

Just what I needed...

Can I get a coffee, Nino?

They were searching for Capuana, and look...

They found him dead on a train in Messina.

Poor Capuana got screwed for good!

What did they order?

Capuccino and croissants in the morning.

Coffee in the afternoon.

Capuana drank tangerine punch.

And you never noticed anything?

Three weeks with a woman locked up next door

and yet they allowed you to come and go?

Sounds risky to me.

Beg your pardon, sir, but changing their daily routine

would've been even riskier.

Cancelling all orders would've raised suspicion.

Says here you were a fisherman. Why stop?

The Tunisian Coast Guard opened fire on us.

So you stole cars instead. - We needed to eat.

Who owns the licence for your stall?

My wife. I have a prison record.

How long were you in? - Two years.

Reduced for good behaviour, sir.

Why all this sympathy?

I'm the one who arrested him.

You can go.

Let in the other tenants.

Lo Cascio!

Sir, let me be clear. I wasn't even in Palermo!

Thank you, Sergeant.

You know, just now I had a fleeting suspicion.

"What if Nino Peralta was involved?"

I wondered, "If he was, whose side would he be on?

"The Counsellor's side, or his wife's kidnappers"?"

This affair's getting pretty heavy, you know?

But you know me. I always mind my own business.

Good! If I'm mistaken, all the better.

Yeah, you're a good man. Go home and keep clean.

Goodbye. - Move along.

I'll go!

Dad, didn't you want to talk about that stuff?

Right, that magazine...

Listen, women...

Women are...

...important?

Well, yes. But that's not all...

It's Colicchia, but he won't speak to Daddy.

He'll only speak to Mum.

Who was it? - It was Colicchia!

Come in, Colicchia... Have something to eat.

I'm no parasite! - Fine, fine...

Sebastiano Colicchia was never a parasite!

I get it, sit down!

Serenella! How come the kids are still awake?

Off to bed, you two.

Why do I have to go?

I made pasta with anchovies. It's still hot.

They'll kill eight people.

The one who ordered the kidnapping.

The guys who carried it out.

The jailers... - Don't tell her, tell me.

...and those who fed her. - Who decided this?

They spread the rumour from up high, on purpose.

So people can count the executions, one by one.

And everyone will know who's in charge.

So... the watchman, that's one.

Schirò makes two.

The third was Patranca. The fourth Capuana.

That means they need four more.

I think Ferrara's number five. He's fled already.

The sixth is Saladino. He's also gone.

The seventh, in my opinion, is Giovanni Fortunato Lamantìa.

He was a friend of Patranca's.

The eighth, I don't know.

You lookin' at me?

You told me to talk to you.

But why would that watchman mention Nino?

What for?

I don't believe he did.

I should talk to that lawyer, Rao Marini!

Gone to Switzerland!

The missus must recover from all the excitement.

They'll be back once it's all over, with lily-white hands!

So who's doing the dirty work with all these executions?

They've got hit men galore! - This is madness!

You're talking of murder like it's nothing!

I'll go talk to that man at the hotel.

I'll tell him I left a letter with a priest, or a notary

or at the police headquarters!

And if anything happens to my husband, everyone will know he did it.

What then?

Whoever sent him will call him back. - See?

Then they'll send someone we don't know, and I'll die all the same.

Ma'am, these things are done in groups of three... or four.

Each must deal with the targets they were assigned to.

Remember the building contract war? They said six, and six died.

The war in Serradifalco? They said eleven, and eleven it was.

Would you listen to him? He's having fun.

Fun doesn't come into it. It's history.

It's time for my injection!

This guy, Lamantìa... is he powerful?

More than all the others.

What will we do if Daddy dies?

Don't say stupid things.

He would've been safer in prison.

I promise, Daddy's going to be fine.

Go to sleep.

Goodnight and thanks, Mrs Lucia.

I'm going to see someone who might help.

Did you take your gun? - Yes.

I kept watch, that man didn't come.

Who are you, a sentry? - Dad, you should stay home.

I must speak with someone.

At night? - Yes.

I won't be long.

Go to bed, we'll resume that talk tomorrow.

I like this kid, he's sharp!

Tell me about this Lamantìa.

The war started when Lamantìa got out of prison.

He's got ambitions. He'll seize power no matter what!

I don't know any Nino Peralta.

I run the stall near the fish warehouse.

The one that belonged to Capuana.

I don't know any Capuana.

He knows him really well, trust me.

We'll see.

See what? You can't go to Lamantìa's house!

You'd be a sitting duck!

So what, I lock myself in? Or should I run away?

I want to live, Colicchia. The sooner this ends, the better.

Come on...

Well? - Damn it!

I understand. W ait for me here.

It's still Peralta, Mr Lamantìa.

I told you to leave me alone.

We must speak about the kidnapping of Mrs Rao Marini.

Stand still! Don't move!

Alright, but stay calm. - Luigi, search him.

Inside!

Easy. I only came to talk.

Hold it there, don't let him in!

Talk about what? What kidnapping?

Nino Peralta from the stall? What stall?

The one near the... - What do you want?

There's someone who, by order of a certain lawyer

has been carrying out these killings.

Just tell me his name.

Was he armed?

You bring a gun into my house?

I had nothing to do with the kidnapping!

And you know it!

If you're honest, you should say so!

Who sent you?

I'm alone. I sent myself.

Tell me that man's name.

What name? Everything's quiet here.

Tell him the name! Just tell him!

How much do you want to kill our common enemy?

Give me a fucking number!

Watch it, don't wave that around!

Quiet, quiet, quiet!

You imbeciles!

Can't you see you're walking into a trap?

Nino Peralta, huh?

The drink stall?

You delivered to Capuana's warehouse...

I bet you were the spy!

You sent our enemies to Capuana's place!

What about the watchman...

...was that you?

Be glad I don't want a corpse in my home!

Don't shout, Giovanni... - I wouldn't know where to hide it!

They found the driver, he's coming. - Good!

My jacket and briefcase.

And you, remember this is an honourable household!

The boys are staying behind, don't worry.

Make him walk ahead of me.

I shouldn't pay for your dirty business!

What business? Get moving!

You should be ashamed, bothering people in their own homes.

Careful, now. Careful!

Open the door... No, wait!

Make him go first. Go on, get moving!

Move! - Give me back my gun!

Do you think we're idiots?

My briefcase!

Beatrice, get my briefcase with the documents.

You, get out! - I need to defend myself!

From what? There's no one there.

Out! - Move! Get out!

Get lost! - Move!

Damn it, what's taking her so long?

Are you still here?

Hide your gun, Luigi.

What is it, Dad? Are you feeling ill?

You shouldn't smoke. - Your briefcase.

The car's here! - Greetings.

Santino sent me.

I'll be right there. See you soon.

Stay alert, boys. - Please be careful!

And do what I told you.

Keep a cool head, and look after your mother.

Farewell, my sons.

And your exams! Keep up with your studies.

I'll phone as soon as possible.

Look who's here!

Patrizia, you've put on weight! - What do you care?

Do you have the money? - Yeah, we do.

Fine, then...

Oi! - What do you mean, "oi"?

What happened, you found some courage?

How'd it go with Lamantia?

He's run off. I need a gun.

What about yours? - I need another.

Here. Bring one to my place tomorrow.

Your place is too dangerous! Stay with me tonight.

In bed with you and your blonde with the giant arse?

We called it quits. I moved out.

Where? - At the Lega.

What? - It's a public dormitory.

It ain't fancy, but it's safer than a hotel!

Are we understood?

The first guy that farts, I'll kill personally!

We've got a nobleman here!

How much do they pay these professional hit men?

That depends on the urgency, difficulty, and identity of the target.

From 500 to 5,000,000 liras.

And for me... how much?

A million, maybe one and a half.

A million and a half...

Have you ever done it?

Yeah...

But it was about honour, not money.

That's why you were inside for 11 years?

No... that was for something else.

It was over a woman... a real lady.

You?

"You?", he says... What's wrong with me?

I got a discount.

Good. - No, Nino. Bad!

Look at this.

Lamantìa was killed last night. It was the driver.

AND THAT MAKES FIVE!

What are you going to do?

I'm starting to get sick of this. - Fine, but what...

They want to shoot? Let's shoot.

Oh, for Christ's... What is it this time?

Drop the act, I know you're looking for me.

It looks the opposite to me!

You tell your bosses that Nino Peralta

is not Patranca's man, nor Capuana's

much less Lamantìa's.

Lamantìa?

Oh, you mean this Lamantìa?

Tell them Capuana was just one of my customers.

They're making a mistake.

Fine, and... whom should I tell?

Whoever gave you the order.

Ah, the order... Pardon me, but what order?

The order you can't fulfil, now that I know your face!

And the money they promised you, you'll never get it!

Are you all like this, here in Palermo?

I'm minding my own business, and I get assaulted!

Why are you in Palermo? - Why am I...

I came to Palermo to see your lovely face!

I came to see an old friend, alright?

Let's see him together.

No?

Could it be someone...

...who knows the lawyer, Rao Marini?

You keep saying things I don't understand.

This is the last thing I need right now. Won't you leave me alone?

I can pay you.

I can pay more than they can.

I'd do anything for you, free of charge

if you just get out of my face!

I can pay more than you can imagine.

Much more.

So you won't have to go back to Borgetto...

...empty handed, Mr Platamone.

What?

By the way...

A friend of yours came to say hello.

An old friend.

What?

You won't say hello to a man you shared a cell with?

Me? With...

With him? That bum?

Hello, Platamone.

The two of us... were in prison together?

You complained about my snoring.

Ah, your snoring...

I don't know what to say, you must have the wrong guy.

I don't even have a criminal record.

Do you want to see my ID card?

What did you call me? - Platamone.

Platamone. What's written here?

Domenico Cirilli, from Caltanissetta. There we go.

Are you satisfied? - Show me your wrists.

My wrists?

Who are you two?

What do you want with me?

I will report this! I'll go to the police!

Nino, if I got the wrong person, that's better, right?

I'm going! - Bye, Colicchia...

Bye, Nino. - See you tomorrow, Nino.

I must say, it was a good idea...

What a son I've got...

Am I allowed to come closer? No hard feelings.

Is it too late for a coffee?

It's a tiny stall...

...but it's in a great location.

Here we both are.

You gave me quite a scare this morning, you know?

Saying all those strange things.

I thought you were insane.

I was at a restaurant with a friend, and I told him

"I met a madman today!"”

But he wanted to know all the details.

He's been reading the news.

He connected all the facts, the names...

Those guys you mentioned, Patranca, Lamantia...

This whole ghastly business.

And he said...

"What if this Peralta really is an honest man

who casually found himself in a difficult situation...

by mistake?"

And would you believe the coincidence?

Turns out this friend of mine knows someone...

Someone in the know.

Someone who can help.

Let's say... the right person?

Someone that knows Rao Marini?

No, he never mentioned that name.

My friend picked up the phone and spoke to someone he knows

and that person explained the situation to him.

And the situation...

...isn't good for you.

Do tell me about it.

You failed to mention the cup.

What's this about, now? What's wrong with your cup?

Nothing's wrong with this cup. This cup is innocent!

I mean the cup you left at the warehouse

where that lady was held.

They found lipstick on it, the kind the lady uses.

Now, some people who went in before the police

took the cup, and brought it to the person

my friend happens to know.

Fine, they found a cup...

So what?

"Bar Splendor!"

Did you need to print it on them?

Publicity.

And now that person is convinced you're one of the kidnappers.

I deliver to all sorts of places!

But no other place was where they held that lady.

You freely came and went from Capuana's place.

And maybe you brought, I don't know... a hot meal?

Newspapers? Cigarettes?

I want to speak to this person.

"I want to speak...?" Peralta, where are you from?

Paris? Amsterdam? Where?

Speak to him? You speak to me!

I speak to my friend, who then speaks to that person.

It's all compartmentalised.

But there is one hope.

Meaning?

This person... This person at the top...

Jumpin' Christ!

Never believe those who call them "men of honour!"

I never do.

They're all rats, and it's worse the higher they are!

I know, get to the point.

My friend told me that this person means to profit from your situation.

So he said, "Fine, but what's his name...

"This Peralta, does he have about 20 million?"

20 million?

Why, how much you got?

Cash? Not much.

I see. This stall...

has drained your finances.

Why not sell it? Yes, rushed business is bad business.

But you should thank God. Imagine if you had nothing!

This place cost me two years in jail.

Two years!

I know how you feel...

You think me your enemy, because I'm saying...

...things that hurt you.

But I only say the truth.

There really is a list.

And your name is written at the bottom

after Capuana, Schirò, Patranca, and Lamantìa.

I don't know...

If you want them to cross it off...

Have you actually seen the cup?

First you say, "I can pay you well."

Now you're quibbling about cups!

If you go on like this... we'll achieve nothing.

How about this? I'll come back another day.

Maybe tomorrow... after you've thought about it.

Dad, who was that? What did he say to you?

Come here.

Help me count the cups, under the counter.

Why? - Shut up and count.

I won't fall for their tricks!

The cup, the lipstick...

I won't fall for it. That bastard's trying to trick me.

Two, four, six, eight, ten.

11 and six makes 17...

How many did you count? - 15.

15 and 17 makes... 32.

We had 36. There are four missing!

You dropped one on the first day.

Right! Colicchia broke another, and so did a customer.

That leaves one. Did you break it?

I didn't! - Yes, you did!

I would've told you. - Say you were afraid to tell me!

No, I swear! - I promise I won't punish you!

You're hurting me! - It's important, son!

Let me go! - Answer me, damn it!

I can't have left it in there!

I couldn't! All you think about is this filth!

Shame on you! I told you not to read this stuff!

Be ashamed of yourself!

Dad...

Dad, you didn't hurt me.

Dad.

I can see him, this guy at the top...

hiding in the shadows and signing my death warrant.

I can picture the scene...

"Rest assured, Counsellor. Those who must pay will pay.

"How many are there? Six? Seven? All the same!

"Ah! And that insect, this Peralta... the cup guy!

"Let's throw him in too. Eight's a nice round number!"

May I borrow some coffee? I forgot to buy some.

Evening, ma'am. - I'll go to the store tomorrow.

The more people die, the better for that bastard...

What's one more or less?

There's one murder per day, in Palermo.

365 per year.

They've reduced me to taking it out on my own child.

What about that friend of yours, the sergeant?

Why don't you ask him for help?

He suspects me... a cop's a cop.

If I ask for help, he'll put me inside.

And jail's the safest place to murder someone, Lucia.

Nowhere to hide.

Nino... Nino! I always collected all the cups.

From here and there and everywhere!

I brought them back and counted them too!

Mrs Lucia, I swear to God!

Fine, you didn't leave it.

Then why are you cross with me?

What, should I be singing?

It's over, Colicchia. We're both out of work!

Don't worry... I'll manage.

Good day, Mrs Lucia! - Don't be a stranger!

I'll manage.

Come here! I saw you! - There's a mistake!

You bum! - You have the wrong guy!

Palermo lost again.

Did you hear that, Lucia? Such a tragedy...

Palermo lost again!

It was a home game, too!

Where is he?

Who? - That man you mentioned.

You thought he'd be here in person?

Oh, you're him in spirit?

At the notary's... you'll find a figurehead.

That's how these things are conducted.

What's wrong? You're nervous, you're shaking.

Yes! You got me into trouble! - Oh, I did?

I'm compromising myself to help you!

Then I should thank you! - Nino!

Come here! Don't worry, Lucia. He won't shoot!

I still haven't signed over the stall! - What's he talking about?

C'mon, pull out your gun! Shoot me, you loser!

Shoot, you arsehole! Shoot! - Nino!

What have you done to him?

What have I done? Nothing!

Up, you piece of shit! Stand up and talk!

Tell me that man's name and address.

Tell me where he's hiding, I'm curious!

Who is it? Who? - I don't know!

You don't, huh?

Then admit you're trying to take my stall!

It was always just you!

Nino! Someone's coming!

Up. Up, I said!

I'll never help anyone again...

even if I have to spit blood!

Come here, you shit!

I'm an ambassador! - An ambassador of shit!

I have no interest! - Oh, you're getting nothing out of this?

Crumbs!

Mr and Mrs Peralta? - Yes.

You're late, there's a document to sign.

Don't argue in other people's homes.

I can't do it, Lucia. I won't sign.

Honey, don't worry about it.

We'll find a way together.

Right, our way to jail.

No, I don't care. I'll go back to scrubbing floors.

As long as you come home.

You're not going back to a slum.

No. Let's go... let's go.

Mr Inpinna?

Mr Inpinna is the new owner.

Inpinna, come on in!

Please.

It's all ready, it won't take long.

Initials here, and sign here.

Now you.

There, it's done.

Inpinna! One day you'll pay for what you've stolen from us!

You won't enjoy it for long, you bastard!

Nino, must we lose it all like this?

First he opens that stall, then he steals my customers

and now look who shows up begging for work!

Will you hire me or not?

I see you still act like you own the place!

So, what do you want to do?

Stand behind the bar? - It's what I do.

But I can't picture you taking orders from me, you rebel!

I see. - However...

If you need money, you can send me your boy.

He can run deliveries.

Go fuck yourself.

Nino, we need to talk. Come here, you!

What is it? - Let's go in the back.

He thinks he's God almighty!

This is the middleman. Speak to him!

What are your skills?

Waiter, carpenter, mechanic, garage hand...

When you need work, you do it all.

How about a job at the shipyard? - Sure!

What's going on? Is my luck turning around?

And how! - A million and a half.

Per year? - For me.

For finding you the job.

How much would I get per month? - 380,000.

That's good. I'll give you 100,000 monthly.

No, all in advance.

Middleman, huh?

Go fuck yourself! Why didn't you tell me first?

Everyone knows. - Yeah, that you're an arsehole!

Listen! While you were away

your woman cleaned my house a couple times.

Windows, mirrors...

Care to send her my way again?

What are you smiling about?

I meant that respectfully.

Why don't you... - Get off me, you shit!

Apologise, or... - Nino!

Calm down... don't do anything stupid!

Who does he think... - They're just trying to provoke you!

You have a police record!

Look at this, Nino!

Ah, you're back at it?

I'm a bit rusty, but I always return their documents!

I'll lend you some cash. - No.

Are you still cross about the cup? - Forget that, Colicchia.

Ah, come off it.

Remember, I'm always your friend.

Much obliged. - "Much obliged"... you mocking me?

I'm off to the station. It's the best time for work!

Be careful not to get caught. - Me? Never!

Paolo! He was arrested!

Why? - He stole a car radio.

No, no! - Come on!

Give him to me.

You can have him back, this time.

Come on, Dad won't touch you.

His dad's a worker, family's doing fine... why steal?

Must be hereditary. - He used this knife to do it.

Be careful, this might be a problem. - Right. Thanks.

Someone must pay the rent! - Dad takes care of that!

Don't scold him. Go buy something special for lunch.

What for? - "What for?"

Today we celebrate our son's first crime!

Shut up!

We celebrate life.

I'll get the wine.

Nino! Is it true you're coming back to the neighbourhood?

Who, me? I'm buying a villa in the city centre!

With tiled bathrooms and everything!

Peralta, you made me look like a fool! Come and talk.

I should drop that stall on your head!

Now I'm involved too, God dammit!

My friend went to talk to that person, but they wanted none of it!

You didn't tell the truth, Peralta!

What "truth” are you talking about now?

A coffee cup can land inside a warehouse by chance.

But you, at Lamantìa's place at night? That sounds on purpose!

Yeah, I went there...

I wanted Lamantìa to say I was innocent.

And how did you know Lamantìa was involved?

Huh, Peralta? Only an accomplice would know.

Everyone knew Lamantìa was in the gang opposed to Rao Marini.

I had to try.

Look, let's say I believe you... That person doesn't.

That person thinks you went to Lamantìa

to get instructions from your boss.

And another thing

you paid Capuana for protection for your stall.

Not Capuana. Patranca. - Who was a friend of Capuana's!

They ran things around here.

That's where you're wrong, Peralta!

Only one person runs things around here... only one!

Then let me speak to this person.

Why won't he show his face? Is it the Almighty himself?

Do you know Ferrara?

He was one of their collectors.

Then you know him well?

I saw him every week, unfortunately.

Get in the car. C'mon.

Does Ferrara know you weren't in on it?

Of course... but what help is that?

He could say so to that person. - Ferrara?

You think he'd come out of hiding and get himself killed for me?

"He died saving Nino Peralta!" Are you serious?

Don't worry about that.

I don't know why I'm even helping you!

What's in it for me? Especially after you beat me purple!

You're tough! I'm a rotten apple, I'm sick!

Still, when all's said and done I hope you'll show me some gratitude.

See that balcony? That's the house of a... "loose" woman.

Got a cigarette?

Are we seeing a whore now?

We're not... but Ferrara is.

I know what you're thinking.

He should be more careful.

But he isn't hiding. He's not scared.

He's not on the list.

Maybe I should be clearer.

He's pretending to hide.

So no one'll know he was the spy.

The one who ratted out where the lady was held.

You get it now?

How I used to dream of cigarettes while in jail.

Where did they put you?

In Civitavecchia.

What about you?

You never believed I was Domenico Cirilli

from Caltanissetta, did you?

Platamone, from Borgetto.

Pleased to meet you.

There he is!

You sure it's him? - I am.

Wait.

Aren't we speaking to him?

Let's get a nice coffee!

We need to speak with Ferrara!

Later. Let him enjoy his woman first.

What would you say if I interrupted you like that?

Who are those? - Who?

Stop! Where are they going?

What do you mean? - Are they your friends?

Stop the car, I said! Stop!

Watch it or, I'll shoot you! - Shoot me?

Go ahead, then! Shoot, you son of a bitch!

Come back, you bastard!

Bastard! You're a bastard, Peralta!

I'll have that coffee by myself!

They killed him!

Murderers!

Dear God, they killed him!

Go after them! Don't let them get away!

You missed a wonderful coffee!

You filthy traitor!

Traitor? Me?

Ferrara was a piece of shit quacker.

You knew the guy, we had to find him, and you helped us!

He got you involved in the kidnapping, don't forget that!

Now you're weeping for him and running down the streets?

Don't shout, you idiot.

Fine. If you prefer, I'll whisper.

Your name is still on the list.

I'm at the snooker place. Come quick or you'll lose your chance.

Your luck is disgusting.

So, what are we doing here?

Amateurs!

I've been reduced to shit, Lucia.

Don't say that!

Then what should I say?

Don't say it, it's not true!

I nod and obey, like a piece of shit!

And with that you're royally screwed, my guy!

Care for a rematch?

Where are you going, Poggioreale?

Where are you going? What about that rematch?

Waiter! Four coffees, please.

If I tell that person I've done my due diligence

and that Nino Peralta's innocent, he'll believe me.

And you know why?

Because you'd be talking against your own interest.

Killing me and getting paid. Keep talking.

Why are you giving me that look?

Did I forget the cup? Did I sign your death warrant?

We're both victims, get it through your head!

And yet I'm ready to give up two million to save your skin.

And you expect me to believe that? - Yes, sir!

I'll close my contract, and open one with you!

Oh, so I would have to pay you.

I've got a family! How am I supposed to feed them?

Should I come out of this empty-handed?

Guilty or innocent, why shouldn't I shoot you?

Why shouldn't I?

Because I might shoot you first.

You wanna take that risk? Fucking Platamone from Borgetto!

You'd like to kill me now...

Well then, why don't you go ahead?

Where will it get you?

You see, Nino...

We're both caught in something bigger than us.

But there's one way to screw them!

You get to live, and I get my two million. You see?

And after that, what will you ask of me?

My furniture? My bedding? - Who do you take me for?

I only want what I was promised when I came here for a job.

Two million. What's two million for a life?

Bring it to me tomorrow night, at Bar Piccadilly.

One last effort, then it's over!

Bring me some cars, you're a specialist.

That's in the past.

I've got two young guys now, they're devils!

But you're my favourite, you know.

Bring me a few small ones, in decent condition.

I'll pay you well. 300,000 apiece!

I'd have to bring you seven or eight by tonight.

What's the rush?

It doesn't concern you.

Then bring me a Jaguar, or a Mercedes.

Brand new. - No.

If it's that urgent...

there are lots of jewellers and banks.

I've never done that.

Well, there's a first time for everything.

My friend, we're just talking and talking...

but you know I'm here to ask you for that money.

I don't owe you anything.

With all the money I earned you, you didn't even go to jail!

If I had named you, you would've been in there with me!

What have you done? You got into something dirty

and now you want to drag me in with you?

I already told you what you have to do.

Tell Mum I'll be back late.

Well?

I'm coming with you.

No, I'm going to look for work.

You liar.

Don't make me angry, go back in.

No, I'm coming with you!

You must learn to obey your father! Get moving!

Nino, did you speak to your friend? What did he say?

Later. - Nino! Where are you going?

He's gone to do a robbery.

Take this upstairs.

I can get a loan from someone. - From who?

From Dr Rallo.

And why would he do that?

Because he's a good man.

He took care of our girl while you were away.

Yes, I know.

Don't do anything stupid.

Tell me what you're thinking.

I'm thinking being cucked would be the cherry on top!

I could kill you.

Oh, yeah? Get in line!

Of course I missed making love to you. Didn't you miss it too?

If your cell door opened and a woman walked in

what would you have said? "No thanks, I have a wife?"

Answer me, you idiot! Am I wrong?

Well, ditto! If a man had come into my bed, I would've said yes.

What are you saying? - Nothing!

I thought about sleeping with Dr Rallo, but I didn't.

Your wife was alone for two years, but stayed faithful.

I didn't go to jail to have fun!

I respect you, but don't take me for a fool.

Go home, Lucia.

Nino, you could get killed.

Who, me? I'm not an idiot.

I'm not going in. I'll wait for a client to come out.

The guards will gun you down.

No, it's child's play. Don't worry.

Now go back home, Lucia.

No, Nino. Not a bank! - Go home... Come on, go!

No, wait!

Watch what he's doing.

Who?

The guy with the Jaguar. If he starts writing I have enough time.

Give me a sign. Hide this under your shawl.

How are you, Emilio?

Oh! I was about to call you!

My car!

Stop!

You criminal!

Stop him! Stop him!

Don't you understand?

If that boy dies, I could get 20 years.

Don't worry, he's not dead!

I asked at the hospital, he only hurt his head and broke a leg.

I didn't mean to hurt him.

I didn't want to hit him. He jumped in front of me!

They'll never catch you! - Bring a plate for your father.

It was a red Jaguar!

I'm back to my old tricks.

Looks like it's my destiny, Lucia. - No!

That man called. He said he can't make the appointment

but he'll send someone he trusts. She'll be there at 7pm.

It's a woman. You'll give the money to her.

Did he say why he can't make it?

They found the address of a guy named Saladino.

He said you'd understand.

Alright, I'm going.

Wait.

Colicchia!

Colicchia!

Stop when I call you, will ya?

Who did this to you?

Some bastard!

He and his two friends on the bus.

I had it, Nino! But the bus stopped abruptly, and...

...I dropped his wallet on the floor.

I get it... here.

No, don't bother. - Go get something to eat.

You'll feel better afterwards. - Thank you.

Nino, I have something to tell you... It's weighing on my chest.

It was me!

I forgot the cup!

Don't worry about it.

What do you mean? I'm a piece of crap!

For something like this, I should jump under a train!

Can I go now? - Sure, you can go.

You're a pal.

Who are you?

Wasn't the appointment at the bar?

The bar?

Of course! I must have mixed things up.

My bad!

I'm sorry.

If you go now, you'll still find him.

I'll wait for him here, if you don't mind.

Call your father! - No, stay here.

It's cold outside.

Stew and beans, huh?

Smells wonderful!

Too bad my stomach is in bad shape.

I'm not blaming your husband, mind!

But his fists sure didn't do me any favours.

Why are you standing?

What's wrong?

Please... leave us alone...

Do you have anxiety issues?

Go away!

What are you doing?

Nothing! I'd never hurt a child... Stay put, you.

What's going on? - Sure, get in too! Keep him company!

What do you want? What will you do to us?

Keep quiet and nothing will happen.

Let us out! - Not a peep, you hear?

Let us out!

I said shut up!

He's got a gun!

Get that kid to shut up!

Quiet.

Be good... be good.

I... I was sent by Platamone.

There he is! Dad! - Nino!

Be careful, that man is here!

Dad, watch out! Watch out!

It's that man, Nino! Watch out! - Dad, watch out!

Quiet!

Be careful!

Peralta, don't move!

I've got your girl!

Good night.

You too, Paolo.

You sleep there for tonight.

That man was very scared.

I don't think he'll be back.

Maybe he won't. But what about his friends?

They've taken everything from us... and it was all for nothing?

That bastard didn't speak to anyone about me.

He just tricked and robbed me.

Now he must do the job he was hired for, or it's his arse.

Who's there?

Open up, Peralta. It's the police!

Don't. Don't trust them!

Open up, in the name of the law!

Who's there?

Officer Corleo.

We're not here to arrest you. Open up, Nino.

What's going on, Officer?

You must identify the body of a man they killed tonight.

In there.

Do you know him?

I do. - Who was he?

Colicchia...

Sebastiano Colicchia.

A man came here late at night, asked for a bed

and laid down without undressing.

At some point Colicchia got up and went to the bathroom.

The other guy went in, shot him with a silencer and split.

A slim guy, about 30... - 35!

Tan suit... - Hazel!

Fine, hazel.

Moustache, glasses... - And a tie.

Sure, let's make note of the tie.

Does that description ring a bell?

Sir, the DA is here.

So, do you know him? - I don't.

May I? - Good morning, sir.

Good morning. - Good morning.

Firearm? - Yes, firearm.

They killed another of Capuana's men in Monreale yesterday.

Enrico Saladino. That makes seven.

Now their errand boy has paid, that's eight. It's over.

And you never noticed Colicchia was playing dirty right under your nose?

Quite the smart guy, huh?

No, he wasn't. Smart guys don't die like that.

You know what I believed?

That number eight was you.

Why me?

Why Colicchia?

Yeah, why Colicchia...

He's being buried in your place.

I'm almost glad it ended this way.

God have mercy on me.

Go home now, Lucia. I have to speak to someone.

Give me some money for errands. - Here.

Is this enough?

I'll make do. Bye. - Bye.

Nino!

Nino!

What a chance encounter!

I'm Arminize!

Arminize?

Cecè Arminize Della Calza! Don't you remember me?

When we were little we used to play together!

Ah, sure... I remember.

They told me you opened a successful business!

So I said, "What kind of business?"

"A drink stall," they said. I passed by, but I didn't see you!

I sold it.

Sold it? So what do you do now?

Nothing. I'm looking for work.

You're looking for work?

Come with me, then! I can help.

Let's talk for a bit. Come on!

I must introduce you to someone!

I'm so glad I met you!

Why are you turning here?

I always avoid this street. It's where my old stall is.

You're closing down, boys. - Don Vincenzo's orders.

But why? - Because we say so!

Go. Go home!

Give me the keys and go!

Stay still. Nothing's going to happen.

Don't worry.

Nino Peralta!

You were supposed to be dead by now. Instead, your friend is.

How do you explain that?

You're asking me?

I'm Vincenzo Fabbricante. Do you know me?

I'm just a poor man.

I don't know anyone important.

When you don't know anyone, you must watch your step.

And you must tread carefully, now

because I can imagine what you'll say to save yourself.

Whose signatures are these?

Mine and my wife's.

And this Mr Inpinna you handed your stall to...

Do you know him?

He's a figurehead.

A figurehead for whom? Vincenzo Fabbricante?

My friend, I'm not interested in peddling beverages.

They tricked you out of your stall and two million

because you were scared.

What were you thinking, Peralta?

Do you know how much we valued you?

Your whole life's worth?

400,000 liras.

I added your name to the list...

because of this

and I ordered that loser Platamone to take care of it.

All this for a cup?

Let's call it... just a hunch of mine.

And you confirmed it.

At first you were just an acquaintance of those bastards

who insulted a lady they shouldn't even dare to think about.

But then you acted guilty, like an accomplice.

I acted that way because you pushed me against a wall!

You just decide who's guilty, is that it?

You lot just talk and talk!

I asked Platamone, "How come Peralta is still alive?"

And he kept saying, "Tomorrow, tomorrow!"

Then he says the culprit is no longer Peralta, it's his assistant.

Same bar...

same cup...

different person.

So I believe him, if only for my sense of justice.

But then I start hearing... certain news.

Someone gives me conflicting information.

I find out that since he wasn't able to kill you

he killed someone else, just to make eight!

Ah, well.

After all...

They had to be eight...

and eight they were.

The people know who's in charge.

We're going to tear this whole place down.

We'll make a beautiful eight-story building!

But what about you?

What should we do with you, Peralta?

If you felt even a little bit sorry...

Do you feel sorry?

Do you, or don't you?

Then how will you prove it?

In the old days, men used to kneel. Such a meaningful gesture.

Well, Peralta?

Go ahead, everyone's watching you.

The Church is great because the secret of confession stays between two people.

The priest and the penitent.

And only God bears witness.

There's absolution and penitence.

Now gather your things and leave.

No, not that... I'll keep it as a souvenir.

Whenever I lay eyes on it, I'll think...

"I wonder what Nino Peralta is doing?

"Is he still penitent?"”

On your knees?

Yes.

I never could've imagined doing something like that.

But then I thought, "I'd lose Lucia... the kids."

It's all behind us now.

I doubt it.

That man will come back.

Why?

I don't know, but he will.

Greetings, Nino Peralta!

Can I offer you anything?

No, thanks. Not at this hour.

We must talk.

Man the stall, Salvatore. - Sure thing!

I have news for you. I'm sure you'll like it.

Come, let's take a ride.

Here, you drive. But not too fast, I get nauseous.

How's your daughter? - Better.

Is she getting treatment? - We're sending her to the countryside.

Good. Family is everything.

I'm sorry I was a little hard on you, but it was necessary.

I had to set an example, you understand.

My men are simple, they believe in ceremony.

If you hadn't knee led, they would've demanded the alternative.

But let's not talk about it.

You know where we're going?

I want to make a surprise stop in Selinunte.

We're building a tourist village there.

I want to check whether those bastards are working.

Leave me there and come back at 6pm. You'll drive me to the airport.

We're welcoming an important man.

Can you guess who?

A certain lawyer coming back from Switzerland with his wife?

Very good!

If you behave, one day I might introduce you.

If you're wondering how to kill time while I'm in Selinunte...

Go to Palazzo Adriano. A mutual friend is hiding there.

Get rid of him!

I was so sporty in my youth. I did Greco-Roman wrestling.

But that's behind me, I'm afraid.

You know, I asked myself "Why not send Peralta?

"What better choice than he? I trust him.

"Otherwise, I may think they colluded to kill someone else.

That he sold his friend. Could I ever think that of Peralta?"

This comes from my land.

I shouldn't drink, but I like it.

What do you think? - It's good. Dry.

It's exceptional!

Are you armed?

Listen, stop just ahead.

I've got to piss again.

What a nuisance!

God damn it. I used to be so healthy.

Now I'm half-diabetic.

And my bladder doesn't work!

Sometimes I piss a little blood.

My doctor says it's fine, but damn if it doesn't scare me.

How will I find our friend?

Look for a man called Goffredo Valenza.

He's hiding at his place.

Where does Goffredo Valenza live?

Straight ahead, end of the street. - Thank you.

First you say you want meat, now you won't eat?

I don't wanna! - You're making Daddy sad.

Would you prefer something else? What is it?

We need to talk.

No, don't go! Don't!

We're just going to talk. He's a friend.

If he's a friend, he can stay here. Get him a chair!

Here, have a drink.

Please. Stay with us.

Here, drink. Drink!

Have a seat. - Leave him be.

No! - Get on with your meal.

No! Don't go! - Why are you so worried?

Tell your friend to stay with us! Get him a chair!

Don't go!

Antonio!

Antonio, don't go! Don't!

No!

Antonio!

Stay at home! - No!

You drive.

What will you do to him?

You must forgive him, he's always been unlucky.

He's providing for us all!

Careful, God is watching you. He'll punish you!

Please...

Move!

That's enough!

Alright, let's cut this short.

Shoot me here, so it's over instantly.

You deserve it, for that poor man you murdered.

And I'd do it again, to save my kids from starving!

The same as you!

Killing me to obey who gave you back your stuff!

That's not true.

I'm only doing it for my friend! - No, sir!

You're doing it so you don't lose it all again.

That's fair! Friendship doesn't come into it.

Come on, let's go!

Come on now, shoot me! Get a move on!

Kill me right now!

Don't keep torturing me, you arsehole!

No... no! Don't!

Don't kill me! Don't kill me, please!

Stop it! - Don't kill me! Don't!

Get up! - How much do you want?

A million? Ten? I'll rob a bank! Don't kill me, Nino!

Stop it! On your feet, I said! - Don't kill me! Please!

Get up! - Don't kill me!

Get over there! I won't kill you. - I'm begging you!

I won't shoot you, don't worry.

Don't kill me!

Don't kill me...

Come here!

Open the trunk.

Open it!

It's not God almighty! It's just Vincenzo Fabbricante!

You... you killed Don Vincenzo!

How?

Like this!

If he could order us to kill each other, then I figured...

...the two of us might as well bury him together.

Damn, he's heavy!

Don't worry, he won't open his eyes again.

He's not crawling out from there!

What do we do now?

I'm taking the car back to Palermo, leaving it somewhere

and going back to my stall.

You'd better disappear.

Milan, Germany, wherever. Do you need money?

What if they come asking whether you know anything

about Fabbricante's disappearance?

I'll say I'm at their service, whatever they need.

Even though I know nothing!

Don Vincenzo Fabbricante was my saviour.

He gave me back my life!

I respect him like a father. Even more!

Have a drink, it's his wine.

Why did you kill him? - You don't get it?

In exchange for what was already mine, he took everything I had!

Everything? Like what?

My life was no longer mine.

I was alive by his permission!

He started giving orders!

And that's something a man cannot accept.

I didn't kill you just to disobey his order!

Do you understand?

Drink!

Here, take whatever you need.

You must leave at once. At once, got it?

When they start looking for him, you'll have to be gone.

Where can I go?

I don't know. The farther away, the safer.

Then I should take some more, eh?

Take it all. That's what's left of the two million.

Thanks, Nino.

But what about you? Back to the stall, that's it?

Yes. Serving drinks and coffee, just like before.

You know what? I wish I were like you.

You're a great man, Nino!

You managed to screw them all!

They'll all look for Don Fabbricante! Wherever could he be?

Vanished! - Yeah, out of sight.

Gone like so many others. Serves him right!

You're the man, Nino!

But... but what if Rao Marini asks for you?

Then we'll meet and I'll say what I told the others.

Sure, but... what if he starts giving you orders?

That's a thought for tomorrow.

Now stop asking questions, and start packing!

Yes, yes. Of course.

I'll go home, pack my bags, and get ready!

And you'll screw the lawyer too, I'm sure!

I'm sure.

See you later. - Bye.

Give me some tokens!

Enough to phone Palermo.

Yes... yes, that's enough.

There we go.

One... two, three...

Hello? - Hello, who's speaking?

Someone who always did as he was told.

Is this Fabbricante's house? - Yes, but...

Listen, something awful happened! A heinous crime!

That bastard, he... I'm innocent, so I'm reporting it!

Hello?! What's this about a crime?

Hello?

What's going on?

Talk to me, damn you!

Let's not lose our head.

Who were you calling?

Tell me what you said. Was it about Fabbricante?

No. - Yes.

What would you get out of it?

They ordered you dead. Did you think they'd pardon you?

They'll catch us, you'll see! - Who?

They won't if we're smart! - Just you watch!

You're deluded! You'll see... I know those people.

Shut up! Don't you get it? We're untraceable!

Sit down here.

Have a cigarette. Come on!

Here.

What kind of idiot are you? Giving yourself away!

I spare your life, and you betray me!

I thought about your family. Did you think about mine?

What should I have done? Kill you, instead of him?

Don't you get it?

If I can't trust you, I'll have to...

Have you calmed down? Do you understand?

Let's go to your place. We'll eat something together.

Let's go.

No! I've got nothing to do with you!

You killed him! I'm completely innocent!

I didn't do anything! - Stop!

Platamone does as he's told! - Stop!

He keeps his head down! I never disobeyed!

Don't make me do it!

Listen to me! Don't force me to do it!

My children know I'm a man of honour!

Stop talking! Shut up!

You're right... You're right, Nino!

You're right, let's go home. Let's go back home.

Help me.

I... I can't see!

What are you talking about?

I can't see!

My hands...

I'm...

I didn't want to do it.

I didn't want to do it!

I didn't want to do it!