Original subtitles

"Understand, the mouth can hide the truth, but the eyes never do!"

Mikhail Bulgakov.

Yes, but it's not his fault. And you agree with me on that.

Antonio.

You could order him to do it more often.

Otherwise you will never learn.

It's too early, it's not ready yet.

Did you see what happened last time?

I had to stop everything.

You keep saying that.

We must also think of those times,

when you and I are no more.

You need to learn the trade.

You might learn, but you'll never never become an artist. He's a half-wit.

He should be practising every day, but he just sits there.

You know what?

He is only waiting for the inheritance.

Okay, fine.

Good kid. He always helps us.

He's not asleep yet.

Damn.

How about, if we could kill some time until then?

It's on the toilet.

Yuri, status? Everything okay with you?

Of course, I have everything.

There's nothing wrong with the guy. But I'm sure he shits in the toilet.

And you'll clean it up.

Imagine that you are here.

Well, can you do it?

Yes, yes, don't worry, I can do it.

When we're done, I'll write the place of delivery.

Okay, the approximate waiting time?

Maybe you have something to do?

I just want to know.

Yuri is sympathetic, so I can do it.

Go on your own.

I'm just not for a moment, and lo and behold!

Shall I go away?

Do you think you can do it?

You bet.

Of course.

I think everything will be fine.

Relax.

I am not calm if you are the organiser.

Stefano, they are old.

They go to bed early, at nine, as planned. Anything else?

9:17 am.

Come on, they're not robots.

You didn't really reassure me.

Meaning?

This building is in the middle of nowhere.

No gate,

or bars on the windows.

- Almost imperceptible. - Or a trap.

Is it difficult to trust me at least once? It's there, okay? Wanna bet? 50 euros?

You're an idiot prick!

- Then I'll go with Arianna. - No.

It's all or nothing.

Okay.

Calm down.

I'm serious.

Okay, okay. You're right, I'm sorry.

Hey!

Asshole.

The show begins.

The alarm is set.

Disabled.

It's a nightmare, it's all bullshit.

What does that mean?

Look.

This house is empty.

- No, Ari. There's a workshop around here somewhere. - Whose guess is that?

We were looking in the wrong place.

We checked the house, there's nothing here.

I have it on good authority.

- The old people talked about it. - So not such a reliable source after all.

But if it is, it's not here.

Exactly. Let's go.

Shit.

Fuck!

Stop. What are you doing?

- Idiot. - Get up. Now!

Antonio.

- What do you want? - Where is the workshop?

Antonio, what's going on?

Answer me, old man! Where is it?

Please.

Please leave us.

The workshop, where is it?

Don't cry, darling. Don't panic.

Where is the workshop? Answer me!

Workshop?

Man, I'm losing my patience!

No! There is no workshop!

Don't mess with me, old woman!

- My wife is telling the truth. - Bullshit! Speak!

Listen,

rather say.

But there is no workshop!

This is just our home, we... ...we're retired!

You make me angry, man! So, dickhead?

I asked you a question!

All right!

Calm down.

No!

Don't touch it!

Enough, leave him alone, please!

Okay, I'll show you.

Help him up, please.

Let's go.

Are you sure?

In what?

That you want to go in.

Go ahead.

I knew it was here.

I told you. Listen to me another time.

Fuck you.

Is that all?

It's like a Cartier boutique.

Obviously, you've never been to a Cartier boutique.

"I'm sorry, Roberto. You were right, Roberto! The workshop is here, Roberto! Very good, Roberto."

Tie them up!

Let's go.

I can't stand myself anymore.

Just tell me where.

Surprise me.

How are you?

Does it hurt?

No.

It's nothing.

Like an idiot.

Let's get moving.

Fuck you all.

It is closed!

There was a sensor there.

We are in deep shit now.

Open up, you old bastards! Open it, now!

Shut the fuck up.

You are the expert. Open it!

I am not a magician, there is no lock, we are trapped.

Do you hear me, you bastards? Open up!

Open it!

Careful, don't cut yourself.

Did it work?

Almost.

My wrist hurts a lot.

Almost there.

Do you hear me, you bastards?

Open it!

Open it!

Open it!

Are you normal?

Calm down.

They are tied to the chair, idiot. How can they open it?

Okay.

But don't touch me again.

That's it!

Very good, you did it.

Dissolve quickly, my hand is completely numb.

The obsidian.

Right away, right now.

- Good evening, Inspector. - Good evening, Antonio.

Is there a problem?

No. I just noticed that a car parked nearby. Do you know whose it is?

No.

Maybe some poacher is setting a trap. Lots of people are doing it these days.

But I will catch them all sooner or later.

I have no doubt about that.

Good evening, Giovanna.

- Good evening. - How are you?

As usual, just know my waist.

Must be all the sitting around...

Yes...we listen to music from the old days...

The grandchildren.

They keep throwing everything around.

Okay.

Then I'll go.

I apologise for the disturbance. And don't forget to turn on the alarm.

Before going to bed.

We will not forget.

- Good night, Inspector. - Good night.

Yes, of course.

They don't call the cops anyway.

Yeah, no, hooray.

So, they die in the living room, and we starve to death here.

Perhaps they will untie themselves.

Even if it does, we're still doomed, genius.

Really? We were caught and trapped by two old men!?

Guys, just calm down.

Whatever you do damage to, you have to pay for it.

Do you understand?

They managed to get out, huh? Great, now get us out!

You wanted to go in there.

And now you want to come out?

Please let us out.

We will not hurt you.

Instead of humiliating yourselves and begging, ask yourself one question.

If I freed myself, why I just sit and talk to you,

instead of calling the police?

Anyway, don't worry... I won't call anyone.

Old man! Open the door, or I'll shoot you!

We are closed.

Do you think I'm afraid?

Shoot, shoot if you want. But there's no point.

The ball bounces back,

and hits one of your friends.

You shoot and kill Arianna. And then what about her cat?

Who will feed little Jerry? He's going to die, poor thing.

How do you know my name? And how do you know about Jerry? What?

Everyone is being watched. You should understand that by now.

Yes, I know a lot about you.

And about your friends.

Stefano and Roberto.

Yes? You know nothing about us, old man!

Will I convince you, Stefano?

Maybe you know our names. But that's all. Is that clear?

So.

You, Stefano, you live in a studio on the third floor.

You lost your father and your mother is in bars behind bars.

For fraud.

And... yes. You only drink vodka.

Now about Roberto.

His parents can't stand him.

He sells drugs, but to no avail.

Of course, it consumes more than it it sells. It's completely broke.

He is also a thief, financed by his loot.. As for today's cocaine...

You bastard! If I get out of here, I'll cut you to pieces!

Don't believe it. It's nonsense, it's not true!

What, that you are a drug addict, or a thief?

Shut the fuck up! I swear I'll kill you!

Come on, don't blame me. I'm just telling the truth.

You asked me to tell you what I know.

And I know something else you don't.

About Stefano, for example.

Really?

And what do you know? Fuck you!

Remember the plan to rob the arcade? Six months ago?

Which failed.

Our faithful friend, Stefano, he actually robbed her himself.

Alone. Although the newspapers said, that they were Romanians.

You may not have known this.

Where did you get this lie?

He is lying.

Can't you see?

He's trying to get us together! Shit, am I the only one who can see it?

Why didn't you take the oath? Sealed with blood? On an all-or-nothing basis.

Gambling does not lead to anything good.

So, how was it?

Are you seriously asking me that?

The old man is trying to get us out of our drift, that's all.

But why would you do that?

It's me guys, what's up with you?

Did you believe him more?

When I said robbery would not work, it did.

I waited near the place... As usual, the day before the robbery.

And as I sat there in the car,

I saw two men in uniform come out, on either side of the entrance.

However, they were not there the day before.

Maybe they were hired then, I don't know!

I have helped you so many times!

You owe me!

No, you can't!

I...

I didn't fuck up!

No, no, no. No.

He can't find out, you understand? Don't tell him, okay? Or I'll kill you!

Okay.

Okay!

You will get it.

You'll get it.

Tomorrow. Same place. To hell with you!

Fuck.

Two armed men were outside.

And maybe one inside. I could do almost nothing.

I kept waiting.

I was hoping that someone's bodyguards. But no.

Obviously they were on duty there.

So...

It's all fucked up. There was no chance.

It would not have worked.

I left there, what else could I do?

You know what?

If you don't believe me, fuck off!

It's bitter, you didn't put sugar in it.

Have you forgotten what the doctor said?

I know what the doctor said.

By the way, how are the guys?

Well.

They are cute, aren't they?

I decided to bake them a cake.

Cake?

For criminals?

Yes.

So what? I'm baking one anyway.

How do you even know all this?

I don't know.

Ask your friend Roberto.

I have no idea what you're talking about.

Do you need this now?

Roberto, are you sure?

Nothing to say?

Fuck off, you understand? I don't know anything!

Listen. Open the door and let us out.

I promise, we'll leave everything here.

It was a mistake, okay.

But we are down, we have no work.

You know how hard it is to find anything these days.

And it's even harder for us.

After all, we have no profession, and we have no criminal record.

Sometimes you have to steal.

Not because we are bad people, or because we want to get rich,

we just want to survive.

And we know we've messed up.

Friends can also sometimes disappoint you.

Friends? The three of you?

Friends are devoted to each other.

But not you.

We are loyal.

We grew up together, we are loyal to each other.

Although Stefano stumbled, we forgave him.

Is that right, Roberto?

Is that right?

Of course.

Have you forgiven him?

Great.

How touching.

You are true friends, you support each other.

I am curious, if Stefano will forgive you.

What should I forgive them for?

You know, Stefano.

In true friendship,

there are no secrets.

You have not been loyal to your friends. You lied to them.

But they did the same. You're not real friends at all.

Real friends are different.

Talk to me, old man. What do I have to forgive?

Remember when the your dear little Arianna, whom you love so much,

went to stay with her parents for a while?

Solving family problems.

Arianna was not with her parents.

Gone...

I was at my parents', of course. Let us out, you bastard!

- Open the door! - Quiet!

Let him speak.

Don't listen to him.

You shut up.

How interesting.

A minute ago you were so nice.

Stop laughing and carry on.

Okay, okay, calm down.

Arianna did not go to her parents. She stayed.

And she disappeared because she was pregnant.

Why disappear when when you find out you're pregnant?

So, simply the beloved Stefano from the sight of my beloved

Why?

It's simple: unfortunately, you were not the father.

No.

Let's guess.

It's that simple.

They say, for friends should share everything.

He wants to make us angry.

He was afraid that his belly would soon be visible, so she lay low for a while.

And of course she had an abortion.

After he recovered, he came back. As if nothing had happened.

Full of love.

Who knows, maybe they agreed to an abortion.

Or Roberto made him do it.

Maybe he wanted to keep the baby.

I know many things, but not this.

I did not force anyone to do anything!

Well, Stefano?

Will you forgive them?

Like they forgave you?

Will you show me what a true friend you are?

Prove it.

I don't have to prove anything.

Everyone knows you are infertile.

Is this true?

Right?

We were at the Twister,

we celebrated the looting of the pawnshop.

We were totally ready.

Stefano, I swear. I thought it was you.

The next day when I woke up everything came back to me.

And I blamed myself.

I hoped it would go away, but then... I didn't get my period.

Ten days later I made a pregnancy test.

When I told Roberto that I was pregnant, he got angry and started to break and break.

Well, that's great.

Have you lost your mind?

He was afraid you would find out.

When he calmed down, he said, "I have to. to have an abortion...

But after what he said, I realized I wanted to keep the baby.

Because it was important to me.

I never had anything.

But he got angry and forced me to, to tell you that I'm going to my parents' house.

Then he locked me in a house outside the city.

A few phone calls and the next day,

an ugly old woman came.

I was tied to the bed, and under Roberto's supervision under Roberto,

the old woman had an abortion...

What are you talking about, bitch? It wasn't like that!

You bastard, I'll kill you!

Stop it! It wasn't like that at all!

You made your own decision!

Why are you upset? That child was not yours!

You don't understand, I don't care, who decided to have an abortion!

If it had been up to me, I would have kicked him in the stomach, until you lost that bastard!

So what do you want from me?

I like what I have!

What the hell?

Shit.

Don't touch me.

You have been warned.

Roberto.

Calm down.

Calm down.

Okay?

Roberto, it's me.

It's me.

Okay. I've made a fool of myself.

No, Roberto.

This is not the first time we have argued.

You want to ruin everything?

Stefano.

Stef...

Stefano! Stefano!

Stef...

Stef... You killed him!

And why did you even talk to him about abortion?

What is your problem?

You wretch! Why did you kill him?

How do you say

Tell me! You idiot!

What should I have done? He almost killed me!

I said, what are these sounds?

We lost one.

Oh, what a pity!

Which one?

Stefano.

The healthiest.

And the cutest.

That's it.

Okay, come on.

Yes, I know.

My fault, I put too much pressure on them.

Well, as always.

How was I supposed to know he was going to shoot her?

Let me see.

Santa Lucia Psychiatric Hospital.

And here it is, Stefano.

He was the healthiest.

- What a pity. - Shit.

But there's still the girl who's healthy, right?

He is perfect.

Roberto.

Roberto is broke.

So we can start with Roberto.

Leave the little girl for last.

- You think so? - Yes.

Then that's how we'll do it.

Come on, have a coffee now.

Later.

You're not going to fall asleep, are you?

- If I drink too much of it, my hands shake. - But if you don't drink it, you fall asleep.

Go ahead.

Okay.

The inspector again.

Open up! Help! Help!

Am I disturbing you, Antonio?

You're not bothering me.

Giovanna?

It's in the living room.

Is something wrong?

I just finished patrolling, I'm getting ready to head home, but I remembered something.

We recently received an announcement about a gang of thieves.

They were wearing the same masks, as the one you have on you.

Baby face.

Yes?

You don't think we're thieves, do you?

May I have a look?

Just in case.

Come in.

Of course.

If you don't mind.

No, of course not.

Please come in.

It's you, Matteo.

Come on.

The coffee is still warm.

Sit down.

They cannot hear us.

It was the same for them.

Here you go.

- Still hot. - Thank you.

Fallen?

No, I just went for it the kitchen door.

My eyes are not what they used to be.

I'll check the number plate.

We'll see what they say.

Great.

No, no.

Excuse me. Sugar!

I'll get it.

You're sure to catch them.

- Two, right? - Yes.

Thank you.

Then I'll go.

What was that?

Antonio, what was that?

Nothing, why?

What is on the screen, Antonio?

The workshop.

And who is there?

Nobody.

Open the workshop.

You're wasting your time, Matteo.

- Open. - They're just criminals.

They killed my parents, I saw it with my own eyes.

Matteo!

We will not get out of here alive.

Listen, I don't want to die here.

Why didn't Stefano have bullets?

A staircase.

Did you hear that?

We take the bags.

We will get out of this hole.

Santa Lucia Psychiatric Hospital.

Ari, hurry.

I don't like it, it's a bit scary.

Let's get out of here!

Let's get out of here!

Wait.

Let's go!

What is it?

Robi!

Robi!

Arianna!

What is going on?

I don't know.

You old monster.

Let us go!

Once I get out of here, I'll kill you, you son of a bitch!

Wake up my children.

I brought you some food.

Fuck off!

It's not polite to talk like that, to an old man.

You have to give respect.

We have to get out of here.

Oh, no.

What a pity.

But don't worry.

Here they are.

Let's get started.

Eat.

You will need strength.

You eat this!

As you wish.

But don't ask me for anything, when you get hungry.

How are you, darling?

Eat.

Eat.

Eat.

Yummy.

Well!

Well!

Come on.

Eat.

What did you do to him, you bastard

Answer me!

He can't hear you now.

Now he is in his own little world.

He is an artist.

And in the mind of the artist, is always his work.

Since that happened,

always whirring.

You know, he hasn't worked for several years.

But then, when he was released, he started again.

With the same enthusiasm as in the past.

The people

just survive,

and hurt others.

Is this how we were born?

Or is that what we have become?

Haven't you thought about it?

And last but not least,

we can also look inside ourselves.

Look into your soul.

And you'll know who you really are.

Fuck.

You sick bastards!

Why do you say that?

This is not true, we are not sick.

Why are they doing this?

Why?

You don't want to know, who you really are?

He spent his whole life doing this.

You should thank him.

Because you never know.

Well...maybe,

that even among criminals,

you find someone who is a good person.

I don't really think so, though.

So far they are all dead.

That's there too.

He looked into his soul,

and could not bear what he saw.

What are you talking about, you old bitch?

You're out of your mind!

My grandmother had the same expression on her face.

Wait.

You probably don't deserve it that honour.

You are too cheeky.

No, no, no.

No! No, please, no!

No! I'm sorry!

No, no. I'm sorry!

Sorry, no!

I'm sorry! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No!

Please do something.

In fact, he is a good man.

It will do now.

It liberates.

If it will result in you having no evil in you,

you stay alive.

You will be free.

A little patience.

Your turn will come soon.

Fuck you!

Relax.

It's for your own good.

Calm down.

Everything is fine.

We'll finish soon, and then we'll get to you.

You want to sleep tonight, don't you?

Giovanna. Come here, I need you.

Super.

There you go.

Go.

It's beautiful.

Perfect!

You did very well. Your friends are perfect!

Thanks Mom.

Tell me, why do you keep turning off your phone?

Yes, it happens sometimes, sorry.

Why are you bloody? Are you hurt?

- Don't worry, it's not my blood. - Giovanna, help me.

Hi, Dad.

I see we lost one.

It must be you.

Yes, of course.

We still have to get rid of the body of the guardian.

Yes, it's so sad.

He was a good man.

Finally.

See you.

I suggested to Roberto this job.

Dad! Here, I'll do it.

- Don't even think about it. - Well, all right.

Next up.

If this one survives, you'll help me with the girl. You got it?

Need help?

How can I show that I'm ready if you don't let me?

My God. Let me work!

Nothing personal, okay?

Dad is a good man.

But because of you, criminals,

he had to spend twenty years in hell.

His revenge is logical.

Mum also

a good man.

He always talks about the soul.

It's about looking into it. But he...

He just wants to get as much to suffer as much as possible. Like he suffered.

At least in the hospital 20 years in the hospital.

That's where he met Mum.

And I'm helping him as a role model.

I like it.

Dirty

I'm on the road, and meet the last of the good-for-nothings.

With people like you.

Who, no one will miss.

All pretty little faces,

thinks I'm an idiot.

Roberto was easy to make friends with, he's a half-wit.

I have followed and expanded your file.

Your margin, his connections, his weaknesses.

To get to know you.

It took a while at Stefano's.

There are no innocent people.

With you and Roberto it was easy.

I killed two birds with one stone.

The more you overload a person,

the easier it is to tame.

Divide and conquer.

Do you know what that means?

No, huh? Whatever.

I've got you all, and I am very grateful to my father.

He loves to watch you suffer.

Although it seems to be, that too much passion sets you on fire.

Poor Stefano.

Julio! Come here.

This is the most delicate moment.

A wrong move in the optic nerve, and we lose him.

Precision, sensuality and great attention to detail.

Done.

Great!

Wait, we need to check his pulse.

Why check...

Great! You did it!

We'll see if it survives or not.

But he's alive, let's celebrate!

Now is the time for a slice of cake.

Okay.

And I also make coffee.

A treasure.

If you survive,

I have to take care of it, right?

Are you whining again?

I told you, if he survives, you'd help me with the girl.

Okay.

Let me show you something.

See?

You have to be very careful, because the skin is very thin.

You have to be very careful.

- As I taught you. - Don't worry, I know everything.

I'm easy to listen to.

You are reckless.

- That's why you're not ready. To do this... - It takes precision, sensuality, and attention.

What is it?

Oh no, I just thought.

Eyelashes stuck under the eyelids.

Robi...

Robi.

Dad.

You killed him.

You bitch!

Where are you going?

Stay! Stay!

Don't move!

There you go.

Now it's your turn.

Are you ready?

It will work.

A true goldsmith, following in his father's footsteps.

Scalpel.

Translated by Pedro