02x04 - Episode 4

[bunniefuu]

[♪ Brian Eno: "The Belldog"]

[helicopter blades]

[sirens]

[radio]

Marshal, turn on the radio.

Let me hear one last song.

I'll give you another chance.

Who put him in that car?

Pretend I'm a gift.

[Leonarda] Oh, yeah?

And who gave me this gift?

You know what they say...

you always give away what
you would want for yourself.

[crowd, in chorus] Palermo is ours!

[crowd murmur continues]

Can you hear it?

This is your last song.

[crowd, in chorus] Palermo is ours!

[♪ Brian Eno: "The Belldog"]

[indistinct from radio]

[music fades]

One dead.

Who?

A dead man put me in that car.

You lose...

...lose...

The same dead man
who saved your life.

Balduccio Remora.

[in chorus] Palermo is ours,
not Cosa Nostra's!

General.

Maybe I should have insisted a little more

on the 41 bis, huh?

[Nicola] Did he say: "Balduccio Remora"?

[crowd, in chorus] Palermo is ours,
not Cosa Nostra's!

[Zigrino]
I have dedicated my whole life to a dream.

[policewoman] Your lawyer
is waiting for you. Move.

[Zigrino] And today, that dream is reality.

It is the result
of extraordinary teamwork.

[Zigrino] Of coordination.

Years of work. Made of investigations,

wiretaps, stakeouts.

[Zigrino]
The careful construction of a net

to hunt down the now former,
super fugitive Mariano Suro.

[epic music in the background]

This is just the first...

...in a long series of decisive steps.

[sirens]

[♪ Giuseppe Verdi: "Va, pensiero"]

[Zigrino]
The State will use its hardest fist.

[indistinct shouting]

[Zigrino] The necessary operations will be carried out

to consolidate the arrest.

Daddy!

[girl] Daddy!

[Zigrino]
The former boss's reign will be dismantled

- piece by piece.
- [sirens]

- [sirens]
- [braking]

[♪ Giuseppe Verdi: "Va, pensiero"]

[sirens]

[Zigrino] His network of influence
will be broken up.

[police shouting indistinctly]

Stop! Hands up!

[Zigrino] Starting with the most peripheral subjects
up to the boss's relatives.

I will only speak
in the presence of my lawyer.

[Zigrino] The Italian State

consigns this important day
to history

changing it imperipure...

Irrepitur...

[chuckles]

Impetur...

Forever.

It was Balduccio.

I don't want to hear
Mr. Balduccio Remora's name again.

Understood.

We have the money,
the bridge contract, everything...

We don't need him anymore.

[Zigrino] Now we want to thank

our agents
who made all this possible.

We are maintaining anonymity,
just for your safety,

but you have
our most sincere gratitude.

[applause]

You were right in the end,
we made history.

[♪ Giuseppe Verdi: "Va, pensiero"]

- [phone rings]
- [from TV] Mariano Suro is accused

- of being the instigator...
- I'm not giving interviews.

[from TV] Including that of the prosecutor
Paolo Bray.

Blown up
with 30 kilos of TNT.

[Zigrino] We cannot fail to dedicate
this important milestone

to our late Colonel
Gianfranco Costardello...

[whistle]

[Zigrino] ...who left us,
perhaps, due to too much pressure.

If this is history,
it's better not to be in it.

[applause]

Furthermore...

- Excuse me for interrupting this little theater.
- [microphone feedback]

- [Leonarda from TV] Really.
- What the f*ck are you doing?

There was no coordination work here,

no investigation.

[Leonarda] Nothing at all.

I found Mariano Suro
in my car.

They delivered him to us,
like a gift package.

Who do you think
gave us this gift?

[Leonarda from TV] I'll tell you.

I'm not giving interviews.

[Leonarda from TV]
Someone who has now taken his place.

Who understood
that Suro's time is over,

and that it's good for everyone this way.

Emotional moments...

I would say that there is nothing
to be proud of here.

Nothing to celebrate.

- So...
- I've made my speech.

You prepare the funeral one for me.

[indistinct murmur of journalists]

Strong emotions...

- f*ck, Leo.
- [Zigrino] That can be confusing...

...overwhelmingly.

[Zigrino] It's not easy.

[Zigrino from TV]
Another thank you to these guys.

Thank you.

[applause from TV]

Yes, hello, this is Luvi Bray.
I changed my mind.

On one condition.

I speak only and I don't answer questions.

[tense music in the background]

[music fades]

[dog barking]

[tense music in the background]

[dog whimpering]

Mandorla.

Mandorla!

Do you recognize me?

Don't you recognize me?

You as*h*le!

[music fades]

[melancholy music in the background]

"Nino...

one day we will have to die.

But the others, no.

Happy birthday."

Let me understand,

the archive that we have been looking for
for 20 years

- is a...
- A damn cassette, yes.

However, an extraordinary job.

Apart from the final slip.

You mean that possessed woman who
took off her balaclava on live TV?

Don't worry about it.

Heroes don't last long in this country.

[laughing] Then, who's going to believe her?

The conspiracy theorists?

- However, she told the truth.
- Exactly.

Someone wanted
Suro to be arrested.

How do you think I got
where I am?

Every time they gave me a gift,
I didn't ask any questions.

If you authorize me, I would like to open an investigation
to find out who it was.

No, no, no.

The Mafia will be dealt with
by the police.

The only thing I authorize
is that you enjoy life a little.

How do you enjoy life?

- By working.
- Oh, come on?

Don't you have a family?

No, healthy environments bother me.

Well, I [chuckle]
wouldn't count family

among healthy environments...

What's his name?

- Fiume.
- No, I mean the child.

Fiume, his name is Fiume.

- Fiume.
- Yes.

He is the son of my only son.

He's in Australia now,

trying to regain contact
with the earth...

Getting high.

Fiume!

Be good, huh.

It would do you good too.

Enjoy life a little, seek peace,
make contact with the earth.

- Major, let's stay in touch, huh?
- Goodbye, Minister.

Yes.

Little Fiume.

How about
leaving Grandpa alone for a bit, huh?

Thank you, Grandpa,

No, I need to skate.

[phone rings]

Go to hell.

Oh!

Lawyer, dearest.

- Minister, good morning. How are you?
- [Mumbles] Wonderful.

I just said goodbye
to our secret agent.

- [Luvi] Did she give you everything?
- [Mumbles] Everything.

So you have "Grandpa's will" with you?

"Grandpa's will", lawyer,

is a damn cassette,

that I blew up, made it shine.

Erased forever from the face of the earth.

- You should turn it off, ma'am.
- Yes, one second.

I imagine you saw
the press conference.

Déjà vu.

The usual mania for protagonism
of the Scotellaro family.

History repeating itself.

- [Luvi] Exactly.
- [hostess] Ma'am...

Speaking of history repeating itself...

[tense music in the background]

[music fades]

[door closes]

[phone rings]

In the end, you always return
to the scene of the crime.

When you address me,
stand at attention, Marshal.

[tense music in the background]

I don't know if you realize
that because of your outburst

you have put us in the very difficult position
of having to protect you.

You have drawn
a target on your back.

By going against everything...

all of the Sicilian Mafia.

But of course...

The Sicilian Mafia.

I thought it had been dismantled.

Not only did you disobey
the orders of your superiors,

but you also ruined a moment
that I cared about indiscrib...

indivescrib...

Indescribably?

All this theatricality is useless,
do what you have to do.

You have no idea
what it means

to belong to a corps.

Discipline, hierarchy.

But, luckily for you, I do.

And alas, I received an order.

My professional ethics...

and respect for the uniform I wear,

force me to obey.

At least until the next outburst.

Thank your sister-in-law.

But be careful.

It takes a moment to transform
puppets into hanged men.

The ropes are already there.

I pray to the Lord
that you get diarrhea so bad

that it makes you expel
even your toenails,

that it makes you melt
even your a*s hairs from the effort.

You f*cking b*tch!

[female voice] Excuse me.

I hope I'm not neutering
your emotional outburst,

but we're out of paper here.

Could you see if there's a roll
in the one next door?

- I'm here.
- Yes.

Thank you.

[toilet flush]

We're waiting for you
in the meeting room, Marshal.

When you're ready.

[tense music in the background]

Welcome.

I'm Dr. Lemargo.

Psychologist and expert in PTSD.

- Post-traumatic stress disorder.
- But call me Annabella.

I am here to support you,

in processing the loss
of your superior.

The late Colonel
Gianfranco Costardello.

[Annabella]
The suicide of a man close to us,

throws us into despair,
into guilt.

What didn't we do?

What could we have done?

Why didn't we notice?

Denial.

The first stage.

- [Annabella] Then, anger, bargaining...
- How did it go?

- ...depression and finally acceptance.
- Full indulgence.

- And me?
- [Annabella] It's a long process...

Nicola, breathe.

You exist.

You didn't do anything, and above all,
you don't know anything.

Actually, I saw.

Shock, fear, paranoia.

We will face all this together.

[chuckle]

Now I will distribute some devices.

They will help us recognize each other.

[Annabella] Will you help me?

Among us, but above all, within us.

I would like you to draw yourselves,

how you see yourselves, how you perceive yourselves,
how you feel.

Are these the devices?

Thank you.

Thank me when you really feel it,
please.

[whispering] Marshal.

Thank you. Sincerely.

You're not working, are you?

- I was leaving.
- Stay.

I'll get you a sheet.

[indistinct chatter]

What is it?

Among all the mythomaniacs
who claim to have seen Suro,

there's a dumbass from the Municipal Police
who stopped him in his car

and took a selfie with him.

And guess who was with him?

[Nicola] Balduccio Remora?

[Leonarda]
The one who pretends to be him.

Why would a mafioso save the life
of two Carabinieri from the ROS?

You know he reminds me of someone?
I can't figure out who.

Oh, wow! Very fast.

You're an artist.

It really has the shape of your eyes.

Your determination.

Yeah, okay, now what?

Now we get him.

[Nicola] Again, Leo?

If they don't k*ll you, you're not happy.

Even if we wanted to, where the hell
do we get this one?

[TV speaker]
Sports fans, the wait is over.

If he doesn't get the game wrong
and he doesn't get the formation wrong...

He doesn't get it wrong, don't worry.

If we play this game
with this team, we lose.

What do we lose? Shut up.

Don't worry. Cheers!

[from radio] We're ready, Marshal.

Now!

Hey!

What happened?

Check the antenna, it must be that.

[indistinct shouting]

Then call a technician
and tell him to come right away.

You can never see
a good game properly.

[rhythmic music in the background]

[indistinct shouting from radio]

- How's the reception?
- Excellent.

What an idea you had, Leo!

It's not mine.

The operation was my brother's idea.

[♪ Franco Battiato: "Sentimiento Nuevo"]

♪ It's a new feeling ♪

♪ That keeps my life high ♪

♪ Passion in my throat ♪

♪ Eros that becomes word ♪

♪ The mythical desires
of Libyan prostit*tes ♪

♪ The sense of possession
that was pre-Alexandrian ♪

♪ The voice like the chorus
of Ulysses' sirens chains me ♪

♪ And it's beautiful to lose yourself
in this enchantment ♪

[♪ Franco Battiato: "Sentimiento Nuevo"]

[music fades]

[tense music in the background]

[dog barking in the distance]

[♪ Franco Battiato: "Sentimiento Nuevo"]

[music stops]

[humming]

Huge sl*t.

She removed the safety!

[from TV] The most wanted boss in Italy
has finally been captured

- and brought to justice.
- [straining sound]

[from TV] Thus closes a page
in the fight against the Mafia.

The ROS General Ferruccio Zigrino...

...Mariano Suro was roaming free
in Sicily.

[from TV] To testify to this,
the selfie that portrays the boss...

- Absurd.
- ... with a Municipal Police officer.

...mark a change
in relations between the State and the Mafia.

[from TV] Welcome, lawyer Bray.

Mariano Suro is responsible
for the death of your father,

prosecutor Paolo Bray.

He was arrested
after many years on the run.

Thank you for accepting
this invitation.

But we have a pact, I won't ask questions,

I leave the floor to you. What do you want to tell us?

[Luvi from TV] Thank you.

I waited for Suro's arrest
for many years.

I am sure that my father,
wherever he is, is now satisfied.

I don't think he's the only one.

Because Mariano Suro's arrest
would not have been possible

without the work of those who came after Bray.

My husband, among all.

Magistrate Antonino Scotellaro.

It is above all to him and his work,

for which he paid a very high price,

that the capture should be dedicated.

But, let me say, your husband was...

convicted of external involvement
and Mafia association.

Am I wrong? This is objective.

- See? You asked me a question.
- This is not a question,

it's reality.

There is a 2017 first instance sentence
that certifies this.

[Luvi] You also said
that I would be the only one to speak.

And you know this because?

Because everyone lies sooner or later.

Trials, above all,
especially in the first instance.

I've seen quite a few.

"The right understanding of a thing,

and the misunderstanding of the same thing,
are not mutually exclusive."

I didn't say that. It's Kafka, "The Trial".

Nino Scotellaro
is Mariano Suro's most serious victim.

Because my father's life was taken,
but at least he kept his glory.

Both things were taken from my husband.

But, I think that...

it's not too late.

[bell tolls]

[verses]

[Leonarda] Nicola?

[knocking on the door]

Nicola, are you there?

- Yes.
- Lower your voice, you'll wake up the children.

Nico', I have to tell you something
I heard on the headset.

- Give me a minute and I'll come.
- [whispering] Like a minute?

[gasps]

You don't have a minute. Sorry, huh.

You know what those Wowterworld guys did?

They bribed the commissioner
for the construction

and they took the contracts
for the bridge over the strait.

And then, they divided them up
with the other families.

Okay, so what?

Now we're gonna take
these f*cking contracts from them.

Get dressed.

Don't wait up for me.

- Francesca...
- I'm sorry your house burned down,

- but when is she leaving?
- [Leonarda] Nicola!

[rhythmic music in the background]

[police officers] Stop! Stop the vehicle!

['U Siccu] They keep calling,
the Rovello, the Sagrì and the Donzella.

The commission is pissed off.

['U Siccu] They're selling here.

[in Sicilian] Here?

Yes, ma'am, and they're all asking
for cousin Balduccio.

Now what?

Let's distract them until
we find cousin Balduccio.

Let's pretend he's about to come back.

Oh! You're breaking my ba*ls!

We said we shouldn't
mention Balduccio anymore.

Do we need him to get out
of this situation?

- Yes.
- No.

Or at least, he's not indispensable.

Do you know what he's done so far?

A lot of talk
to fool people.

[phone rings]

Teresa can do it.

All it takes is a nice speech
for when they arrive.

Like cousin Balduccio used to do.

['U Siccu] Find a good joke
to break the ice.

Nice speeches at the beginning
always make people laugh.

I don't make people laugh.

Let me concentrate.

[phone rings]

How do I look?

You think I'm not as good
as cousin Balduccio too, huh?

[thunder rumbles]

[Nino] Did you take the football
off the TV?

Hi.

How did you survive?

Why did you change your face?

Why didn't you come back to me?

[Nino] By swimming.

So I wouldn't go back to prison...

So I wouldn't end up
on the run at our house.

Although...

If I knew you were helping fugitives...

Now, if you don't mind,
I'll do the asking.

You...

...who are you?

What the f*ck kind of person are you?

How can you look at yourself
in the mirror in the morning?

Are you here to judge me?

Fine.

Do you want my reasons or my apologies?

- I want to know why.
- Because I loved you.

- Please, don't talk nonsense.
- Even now I love you.

Even now.

When did it start?

Remember those two days
we took in Mondello?

Do you remember them?

You should, seeing as they're the only
two vacation days of your life.

Besides, we didn't even see the sea.

Do we have to talk about this?

The important thing now is
the absent husband?

Don't piss me off.
I want to know now...

- ...what you've become...
- I found it outside the hotel room.

You know what I found
outside the hotel room?

A b*mb.

- A b*mb?
- Small.

"A warning".

Why didn't you tell me?

What would have changed?

What the f*ck do you know
about what could have changed?

f*ck all would have changed.

You don't tell me something so important?

You would have understood that you were doing
your job well

and you would have continued,
straight ahead, head down,

towards martyrdom,
just to have a monument named after you.

Do you think what I was doing,
I was doing it for the monuments?

Because I'm a vain person?

You think I call everyone like you,
you huge sl*t?

You have no conscience,

you have no idea what's right,
what's wrong.

At that moment,
it seemed right to save your life.

Everyone thinks I'm a mobster.

A piece of sh*t man.

My sister, if she thinks of me,
thinks of the scum of the earth.

Everyone thinks I'm
the traitor of the State,

but, f*ck, I'm alive! Thank you very much.

That's fine.

You'd rather have blown up, huh?

Maybe yes.

Better to blow up.

Above all, it wasn't you
who had to decide for me.

Maybe what I wanted mattered too.

Did you think of me?

I had already seen Dad explode
into a thousand pieces.

So, you became friends with the one
who blew up your father?

To f*ck me!

So...

- ...I went to Giusy, in tears.
- Poor thing, in tears.

I told her she had to do something,
that she had to save you.

But she was already protecting you.

Clinica delle Rose, Punta Raisi...

The operations would be cancelled
at the last minute, but you stayed alive.

It seems logical to me, Giusy was helping him.

- Everyone.
- Suro was a regular at her place.

Everyone was helping him.

Law enforcement, politicians, ministers...

You had half the State against you.

You kind of understood that,
because you were isolating yourself more and more,

you didn't share information,
if you had an idea, you kept it to yourself.

In fact, I was right.

You only talked to me.

Only I could still save you.

I asked Giusy for that contact.

And I used it.

What else could I do?

I tried to give you an alternative,
but nothing.

The job in Rome...

So at Criminal Affairs I would become
like you, like them.

Another criminal.

You would have been alive,
we would have been together.

Nice.

Beautiful speech,
congratulations, as always.

Good job!

All these years you've been telling yourself
this beautiful fairy tale.

With the happy ending.

When you died, I wanted to k*ll myself.

You would have done the only right thing
in your whole life.

[crying]

[melancholy music in the background]

[Mandorla barks]

[crying]

Tell me the truth.

Did you have me convicted on purpose?

When you had sworn
that you would get me acquitted.

You already knew you wouldn't.

It would have been a few years,

then, we would have started over.

- I'm disgusted by you!
- No.

[crying] No!

Disgusting, disgusting, disgusting...

[Luvi, crying] No!

[Nino] Disgusting, disgusting...

[Nino, crying]
Disgusting, disgusting, disgusting...

- Please.
- Disgusting, disgusting...

- [crying] f*ck you.
- Please.

- f*ck you, f*ck you...
- Let's do it like always, huh?

We talk, we fight...

- and then we find a way...
- What way should we find?

- Please.
- What way should we find?

[crying]

Do you realize you destroyed everything?

You destroyed what we were.

- Nino...
- Enough with this Nino!

I don't want to hear that name anymore!
Nino is dead! He's dead!

You have to leave him like that. Dead!

Don't you dare tell anyone
that you saw me,

especially my sister.

At least let me decide that.

I'm not there anymore.

I don't exist.

[breathing heavily]

[Nino] Are you coming? Shall we go together?

- [Luvi] Nino!
- f*ck you too.

[Luvi, crying] Nino, no.

Nino.

[screaming]

[♪ Rossini:
"Tutto cangia, il ciel s'abbella"]

[church bells ringing]

[music fades]

[indistinct chatter]

[indistinct chatter]

[indistinct chatter]

Hello everyone.

Thank you for coming.

Now I understand why
I joined the Carabinieri.

[Teresa]
We are in an unpleasant situation.

We are in the meeting
of the Provincial Commission.

Shh.

But, we can solve it
if we stay united.

Excuse me,

we are gathered here
at the request of Mr. Remora.

Now, can we talk to him?

No, I'm speaking.

- [Teresa] So...
- [clears throat]

The world is divided into two categories...

[in Sicilian] I would like to know
urgently what I have to do

with the 20 tons
of concrete that I have.

[in Sicilian] And me? The scaffolding,
the roofing, what should I do with it?

You are right,
we are also in the same situation.

In fact, we are here
to establish a strategy.

[in Sicilian]
And you have to establish the strategy?

[indistinct chatter]

We are all of a certain age here.

[from radio] We are here
at the request of Balduccio Remora.

[in Sicilian, from radio] He's right.

[in Sicilian]
We want to talk to him.

Where the f*ck is he?

[indistinct chatter]

Let's drink some limoncello
that I made with my own hands.

[Teresa] There he is!

[Teresa from radio] Balduccio is here.
He's here, there he is.

- [Nino] They are listening to you.
- Who?

The Carabinieri are listening to you.

[Teresa] What are you saying, Balduccio?

[in Sicilian] Did any technician come
to make repairs? Antennas, something?

Yes.

[Nino, in Sicilian] I knew it.

They bugged you.

I invented this operation.

I don't believe you, Balduccio.

I'm telling you the truth.

[in Sicilian]
It's full of plainclothes officers here.

Quiet! Silence. Be quiet, shh!

They are listening to us, shh.

They understood.

[in Sicilian] Let's go in!

[upbeat music in the background]

Quick!

They are coming in.

[in Sicilian]
Run towards the slides. Run!

Stop, Carabinieri!

[indistinct chatter]

Thank you for making our job easier.

You are all under arrest.

You have no f*cking right to anything,
until I decide so.

Now, whoever wants to help themselves a little,

can help me.

[in Sicilian] Who is Balduccio Remora here?

[in Sicilian] No one unfortunately.

- I don't know.
- I don't know either.

I rephrase.

[in Sicilian] This dickhead
Balduccio Remora, where is he?

[in Sicilian] We're asking ourselves too,
where is he?

- We don't know him.
- [in Sicilian] He didn't show up.

Take them away.

- I'm disabled!
- Search everywhere!

[♪ Swans: "Lunacy"]

[baby crying]

[indistinct chatter]

[indistinct chatter]

[music fades]

- [Nino] Teresa...
- [scoffs]

What the f*ck do you want from me?

You think you arrive, play the savior
and I even thank you?

[in Sicilian]
It's your fault they arrested everyone.

I knew it would happen.

That's what you wanted, right?

Judge Scotellari,
hero of this bullshit!

Scumbag, as*h*le, piece of sh*t and cop.

That's not what I wanted.

- In fact, I tried to...
- You did what?

Do you see yourself?

Who the f*ck are you?

You run away with my father,
you have him arrested, then you come back...

You do the opposite of everything!
Do you see yourself or not?

[in Sicilian] I had to
have your father arrested.

I made a promise.

And I have a problem with promises,
I keep them.

Only with you I didn't, I'm sorry.

Did you promise your wife?

Leave me alone, Balduccio.

Before I met you, I had a husband,

some kind of family.

[in Sicilian] I didn't give a damn
about waging w*r on the world.

But you wanted to k*ll yourself.

[in Sicilian] Now we are here instead.

[in Sicilian] Together, both of us.

You're the only person left
who really knows me.

And I think I'm the only one
who really knows you well.

Strong, ruthless...

[in Sicilian] Awake and stubborn.

Nobody really knows me.

Do you know why the Suro-Tracina w*r
started?

Because...

April 18, 1995.

Ciccio Tracina k*lled your mother.

[in Sicilian] That's what
my father made people believe.

An excuse to k*ll them all.

[in Sicilian] I told you
that he never tells the truth.

[in Sicilian]
I k*lled my mother.

What are you saying, Teresa?

You were, what, five years old?

There was a g*n,
I was playing with it and I shot her.

[in Sicilian] My father saw me.

[in Sicilian]
He never said anything to anyone.

[in Sicilian]
He knew it and I knew it.

[in Sicilian] But from that moment on
it was the same

as if everyone was afraid of me.

[in Sicilian]
I was afraid of myself too.

[in Sicilian]
This is who I really am, Baldu'.

[in Sicilian] The crazy one.

[in Sicilian] No, crazy is someone
who leaves a g*n there like that.

With a child in the house.

It's not your fault.

You still have time to leave.

[in Sicilian] I'm not leaving.

This is where I have to be.

[in Sicilian] With you.

To do what?

[in Sicilian] Do you see how we are?

[in Sicilian] Pissed off, full of anger.

[in Sicilian] And apart from this bile,
this poison, I don't know what we have left.

Let's use this poison...

to make Cosa Nostra...

...ours.

[tense music crescendo]

What did you do to your eyes?

They are my eyes.

The real ones.

[giggle]

I preferred the fake ones.

[rhythmic music in the background]

[baby crying]

Leonarda?

[groan of pain] f*ck!

Who authorized you to put your mouth
in my life, huh?

Forgive me for saving your a*s.

[in Sicilian]
Did you decide that I wanted it?

Maybe I preferred to die.

This rush to martyrdom
of you Scotellaros, has broken my ba*ls!

- Are you listening to me?
- Did you tell those with the bugs?

- Warn who?
- You know very well!

Shut up for five seconds.

[in Sicilian] With what face
do you show up here after what you did?

I want to repent.

[rhythmic music in the background]

[Luvi] f*ck, that hurts.

We have to keep living
as if nothing happened.

This is the part
that you're very good at, right?

I told the truth, Giusy.

[in Sicilian] Now I understand my brother's
obsession with Suro.

Balduccio Remora, what do you know?

[in Sicilian] I had an idea.

Rebuild Cosa Nostra.

And at the same time declare
a small w*r on the State.

- Who the f*ck is this guy?
- [screams]

[in Sicilian] Let's go.