03x01 - Boom

[bunniefuu]

What's up?
- A traffic jam due to construction work.

Didn't you check that yesterday?
- Everything was free, boss.

Don't push in!

Stop!

Stop!

Stop!

Get us out of here.

Two suspicious motorcycles behind us.

Stand by!
Get out of this f*cking traffic jam!

They are getting closer.

Sorry.

Write down the license plate number.
Dirty asses!

Salvo, pull out to the right.
- Boss, that will take longer.

I'm not interested in that,
drive out to the right!

Drive you...

DRIVE SLOWLY CONSTRUCTION
SITE

You can tell Giada
we'll be at the airport later.

No, we turn back.
I don't feel comfortable.

I don't feel comfortable.

Secure?
- Yes, back.

We drive back to Palermo.
- Back to Palermo.

Listen, I have to...
Where's the bottle?

I gave it to you earlier.

Should we stop somewhere?
- No. Let's drive.

Let's drive.

No, I don't want to.
- Stop it now. What was going on?

Sorry Giada,
there were too many obstacles along the way.

That was too risky for Zaza.
How is Carlotta?

Good, she'll calm down soon.

Don't worry.
- It's fine, see you later. - Ciao.

Doctor, thank you.

I know what you're thinking.

But a tidy desk
shows a sick mind.

They had promised
to put things in order.

They always say
I promise too much.

Why are we here
outside of the agreed times?

Did you have another crisis on the trip ? - Yes.

Have you taken your tablets?
- I won't take that.

Now they could help.

I have to see Giuseppe again.

Giuseppe Di Matteo...
That's why you called me.

And I have to see him there again.

He always sat there.

There on the sofa.

We've already talked about this.

We had agreed to
the stress and Giuseppe

to disappear from this room .

This isn't stressful.
Giuseppe gives me strength.

When I saw him, I wasn't afraid.

You saw the child because you
promised his murderers a reduced sentence.

We're already done with that.

It has to work. You have to
put things in their place.

I'll pay you for that.

You pay me
to make you feel better.

We have already achieved a lot.

We have defeated your tick.

We've been working on your relationship
with your ex-wife.

To your daughter.

I can't be afraid.

Fear of what?

fear of dying,

before I avenge him,
before I catch everyone.

Are you afraid of that?

Or about becoming something else?

May I ask you something?
- Yes.

How do you see yourself in 20 years?

In 20 years...

all these b*stards are in jail.

Otherwise they would
annex all of Italy.

Pietro Aglieri and Bernardo Provenzano,
the undisputed bosses of Cosa Nostra,

Murderers, perpetrators of bloodbaths
who had changed in the 90s:

Pollution,
toxic waste, tenders,

political corruption

and infiltrated companies
that carried out public contracts.

Unable to pack,
become a myth.

People in hiding
who have now been targeted by colleagues.

But I wanted to grab her,

with a secret investigation
that only a few knew about.

Because only I could catch her

and make possible
what was considered impossible at the time.

I operated in the shadows, with limited
resources, without official support.

I had to make do with that
because I had strengthened her,

by
eliminating their enemies.

Except for one, and that's been forcing me
into this hole for eight months,

by
pointing his rocket launcher at me...

Vito Vitale, the last Corleonese,
king without a kingdom.

Hated by Provenzano and Aglieri
and with the only dream,

k*ll a prosecutor.

I was stuck here for eight months
looking for him,

while he moved freely in Sicily,

Enjoying life
and planning my death.

He used each cell phone
for a maximum of 48 hours.

He left no trace.

Nothing worked.
I didn't work.

Every evening
I sorted everything in my head.

First Vitale, then Aglieri and Provenzano.

One at a time.

Because sooner or later
the opportunity will come.

She always comes.

Curaro?

Kuckuck!

You're worth a sh*t.

Tell Provenzano
that Vitale let you live.

My goodness, tomorrow is the day.

Today, it's 12:02 a.m.

Only nine more hours?
- Yes.

God punishes us
when he fulfills our desires.

I can not judge.
It's probably better that way.

Let's toast.
- Again?

Let's go!
- You spin.

Go ahead.

On the gut.
- Me!

Then I'll be blue tomorrow
and won't have to go.

To everyone who doesn't believe in you.

So here’s to me!

Don't be like that, Paola!
- Yes I know.

Dad, the as*h*le, was right.

What am I supposed to do?
- The opposite of what he says.

Come on, it's your turn.

With more conviction.

Imagine one of your new colleagues
is here and sees you so lax.

What are you talking about?
- Can you imagine that? Here?

The anti-mafia guys
have a stick up their asses.

In comparison, you're
a real badass.

Ah, you're nice.

It'll be okay.

Okay.

Try it.

Much better.
- Better.

Was ist dein Problem, Barone?

When it comes to Vito Vitale,
you have to call me!

I did that.
- No, you called the DDA.

The Curaro brothers
are Provenzano's men.

It's my investigation, my district,
and now I'm informing you.

What do you do not understand?
- Who is the client? Vitale.

In a m*rder,
the m*rder*r is more important.

You can't leave me out.
- Complete?

And.
- Yeah.

Gut.

This is your new colleague.

Paola Romano.
- Hello.

She comes
from the Naples public prosecutor's office.

Come on, sit here.

Thanks.

I'm sure you've all
heard about their Sisma investigation.

Your experience in
drug trafficking and public administration

will benefit you all.

They'll call you "sucker."
That's common practice here.

“Nice shitter”...
more likely “shitty minion”.

It's tradition. Please don't be
offended like someone else was back then.

All right,
I'm used to worse.

Can we start?
But without raising your voice, okay?

Thanks.

In the district of Santa Marinella
yesterday...

the Curaro brothers
are victims of an ambush.

One is dead,
the other is seriously injured.

As soon as he's feeling better,
I'll interview him.

We still don't know enough
about the Provenzano system.

He says nothing about Provenzano.

When he talks, I say: "if",

then about the person
who shot him: Vito Vitale.

That's why I have to be present during the interrogation.

How come? It's my responsibility.

But Vitale wants to k*ll me.

Barone, I understand your tension,
but you're getting on my nerves.

Minnella!
- Tell me one thing:

Did I do something wrong?
Any protocol violated?

Otherwise, let me work.

Work calmly.

So: There is
a report on the car.

Apparently
a machine g*n was fired.

Paola? Wait for me in the hallway, okay?
- Is good.

I have to be there at the first meeting with Curaro.

You have to have him brought here.

Yes, that would be helpful.
- Maybe he'll give away Vitale.

But he was also
close to Aglieri and Provenzano.

Three birds with one stone!

Bring him
here for a joint interview with Minnella.

I then try
to catch him alone.

You're committed, Saverio.
Perfect.

You can
spread a little energy here.

And you take Paola Romano
under your wing.

Are you kidding?
A f*cking minion? Never.

Do not insult me.
She did a great job.

She is the Romanos' daughter;
her father was on the Supreme Judicial Council.

Her parents are criminal defense lawyers
who go above and beyond. Spare me!

Does the parental home now decide
who is suitable?

All right, I'll take it, trust it to me.

Should I put her on Vitale?

Or our secret investigation
into Provenzano? Come on!

Why this thorn in the flesh?

So that you can feel how I feel.

Show yourself as someone without ambitions
who gives the next generation a chance.

Don't use an injured person,

to force you into the
Provenzano investigation.

Then you'll have Curaro brought here?
Do you have an idea? Yes?

Romano? Come on.

Barone can't wait
to work with you.

I'll leave you alone.

So? What should I do?

Vito Vitale?

Let's start with the basics.

Actually I don't smoke.

You do not smoke?
- No.

Perfect.

Do you see? Nobody reacts
to the dead we leave behind.

Do you know why?
They don't think I'll go through with it.

Exactly like you.

You tell me so simply that it's hard
to k*ll a prosecutor.

I'm just saying he didn't
go to the airport.

You wait for him to come over
and when he doesn't come you do nothing?

Grease someone in there.

Vito, these are military men.

If they report me,
I'm screwed.

Man, you have to be afraid of me,
not a report.

Let's do it like this:

If you don't bring me good news in two days ,

I'll k*ll you.

What do you say to that?

Now pull the leash,
you're on guard tonight.

Who should he k*ll?

Everyone who has their eyes on you tonight , sweetie.

How sweet,
then he has to cause a bloodbath.

Why doesn't he k*ll everyone
you f*ck?

Yes?
- Yes, the pastry chef, for example.

So that you become the sole queen?
- Exactly.

Come here.

Where do you want to go?

Where do you want to go?

Andrea.
- Did you get the magazine?

sh*t, yeah.

Depressing.

Six years of anti-mafia,
and this is how we are seen abroad.

"Pietro Aglieri, the most influential
Italian in the world." Craziness.

Even the English understand
that he is more dangerous than Provenzano.

But don't get depressed.

I also have good news.
- What? Curaro?

Exactly. He is doing better. Tomorrow
he will be brought in for questioning.

Danke. Danke, Chef

I'm sure I'll get something out of him.
- Okay, ciao, Saverio.

Undoubtedly an attack
with the signature of the Mafia.

The occupants of the vehicle,
the Curaro brothers,

were mowed down by projectiles from
two machine g*ns.

Barone, Barone...

I've staked everything on you.

And you
still haven't caught that Vitale guy.

Davide, come watch the news!

...died at the scene of the accident,
the other is in hospital.

His condition is critical.
- Where is he?

The identity of the murderers is still...
- Davide?

Look, Davide,

Do you still exist?
I was glad you were gone.

That's not true, Soniuccia.

I missed you, admit it.
- You would like that.

Come on, how are you?
How is your mother?

I'll accompany you to work.
- No, otherwise I'll be late.

What do you want?
You're always lurking here!

I want us to get engaged.

Wait, Soniuccia!
Let me look at you for a minute.

You're beautiful.
- Thanks.

New dress, new handbag!
I'll buy you the original.

Oh yes? Do you have a million?
The real one costs a million.

I'm in a place...

That's something special.
- In jail?

Oh no, prison.

I'm in a place...

with a guy...

You can't imagine someone like that.

He's something special,
you can't explain that. Totally different.

And who is he?

Quietly, Soniuccia,
I'm not allowed to say that.

It's always
the same old story, Davide.

Sleepy!

Sleepy...

One second, okay?

Directly from Sanremo,
the city of flowers.

Even if you
are the most beautiful of all flowers.

Davide.
- What?

You have a p*stol with you.

You haven't learned anything from your mistakes.

I only carry the p*stol here
because of unexplained old stories.

Don't worry, Davide,

Nobody here is interested in you,
not even me.

I'll come back tomorrow, Soniuccia.
- Do that.

I'll really come back.

Damn, it's so late!

I know I'm late, sorry.

Here, go ahead.

Do you want to put it back?

Why do you always take him with you?

Do you like him that much?
- He's beautiful.

I don't scare anyone with a liturgical chalice .

So you want to
impress someone, right?

Who is it, a girl?

Let's leave it alone. She saw him
and sent me to hell.

And she is right.

You remind me
of myself at your age.

I always carried him
around with me,

to feel stronger.

You? Reinforces?

The revolver
has been here for ten years now.

You have no idea
how many people I've k*lled with this.

Then one day Riina told me
to sh**t one.

But I didn't do it.

That day I swore to Jesus Christ that
I would not k*ll anyone again.

Then everyone started
laughing at me.

Do you want to know
who was the only one who stuck by me?

Is.

He protected me

and made me who I am.

If you want to stay here,

Remember:
Nothing is being hidden here.

If you want to wear it, do it.

Pietro, do you have that much trust in me?

No.

But you won't take him anymore.

I think
you care about this girl.

Is Curaro there?
I'm coming, Leo.

The red light was off.
- What do you want?

I've done everything, and...
- And?

I wanted to ask
if I could come with you to the interview.

Are you kidding? You have to eat a lot of sh*t before the first interview
.

Second, Leo.
- Please, the copy job is enough.

I want to learn something.

True. She is right.

You're right.

I'll give you a complicated case.
Let's see here...

Favoring Michele Greco,
interrogation and wiretapping protocols.

I've never mastered it, maybe
you can. Let me know.

Let's go, Leo.

What's the point of
waiting here for Curaro?

The advantage over Minnella
is minimal. - Anyway.

The benefit is minimal, but free.

I always get something out of advantages like this .

Barone, we're going to the hospital.

Curaro is doing worse.

See you there.

I'll call the team
and send two more cars.

Then we are better protected.

Minnella's boys say
they're taking the bypass,

we take the conigliera.

But that's a bit improvised, isn't it?

Yes, but we are safe.
That's okay.

Take it easy, Saverio.

Doctor?

That's okay, I'll get my things.

No, wait, Leonardo,
I'm coming soon.

Howdy.

Saverio?
- Diego...

Yes?
- You have to go.

Why?
- It doesn't make any difference.

We're the same, right?
- Yes.

Then go ahead.
- Okay.

Go, it's late!
- It's good...

Do you want to send all of this to us?
Hundreds of pages?

I know.
I just wanted to exchange ideas with you.

Honey, the Michele Greco case
is as old as Adam's c*ck.

I mean, it's an ancient case.

It's a dead end.

Barone only gave it to me
to calm me down.

One thing is clear:
the statute of limitations expires in two weeks.

The guy is an as*h*le,
you can tell straight away.

And what a thing!

In the gut, okay…

If I get back to it later
and find something, I'll call you.

Don't worry,
we are always here for you.

Okay? HI.
- Hi Dad.

Age-old investigations
that expire in two weeks.

f*ck me, Barone.

I was late,
Minnella had already started.

I couldn't get in right away,
and then Curaro was already dead.

Damned.

I tried
to squeeze someone from the ROS but nothing happened.

Minnella must
have had about 15 minutes.

Please lick me.

I call him.

Wait, Saverio, you're too angry.

He certainly didn't get much out of it in 15 minutes .

But we don't know
what they got out of him.

Maybe Curaro
eased his conscience because he was dying.

Good God!

This was our big opportunity,
you know?

Vitale, Aglieri, Provenzano,
all three in one fell swoop.

But say,

Provenzano and Aglieri
must respond to the m*rder.

There will be a feud,

and we just have to follow the blood trail.

What is?
The more deaths, the more evidence.

We can even speculate

which families
are the first to sh**t each other.

Saverio, Diego has to go.
He has problems at home.

Since he doesn't want to say anything, I do.

Okay, then go.

It's fine, thanks.
- Please.

And if anything happens,
we'll talk tomorrow. - Yes.

Why did you send him away?
- He really has problems at home.

And because I think you
should rest for an evening.

A.

Just do nothing.

Do you play?

N/a? Don't you want to play?

Do you realize that we
don't know anything about the Provenzano system?

Provenzano and Aglieri
give their people numbers,

so that they cannot be identified.

Maybe Minnella got
a few names out of Curaro.

I don't want to talk about work.

Throwing the ball in the trash is silly.

Even Romano,
that protected brat, doesn't play something like that. - You dumbass.

You do it so badly,
it's not easy...

I know “being a woman in here.”
- No, being here with you.

To be fair, put them to the test.
- I always do that, Francesca.

It's just...
how should I put it?

She has this attitude
of playing the suffering female.

When she pushes her hair behind her ear like that
when she's full of pants.

And if you ask me, she's
not exactly keen on work.

You know something about women.

Do you think I don't understand you?

Well, you didn't understand that I wanted to play .

Yes, I understood that.

But in here...
Come on!

With all that's happening:
Curaro dead, the setback today...

My God, was that a setback.

But I have a second lead
on Aglieri and Provenzano.

Really?
- Now don't get excited.

I'm not saying anything
because you're putting me under pressure to perform.

Is good.

In peace, whenever you want.

Whenever I want.

It's actually okay.

Was?

I clean the church and the chalices.
I'm not entitled to the revolver.

I really have to thank you
for letting me stay with you.

Not everyone is allowed to do that.

I thought you had
a swimming pool, girl...

Instead...

Instead? - You let me
do other things: read books, study,

Things I don't know
what they're good for.

One day I will know.

Let's hope so.

You're a guy like Miyagi.

Like who?
-Miyagi.

"Apply, right hand,
polish, left hand."

From "Karate Kid",
the film about the karate master.

Never seen.

Man, that's a b*llet!

Do me a favor
and get out for a moment.

Hello, Pietro.
Likeable, the boy.

I can imagine what it says.

But I say there is so much to do:
gas pipeline, regional elections...

Does Provenzano want
to get involved now?

w*r against Vitale because of two deaths?

Do you have an answer
you would like me to deliver?

Tell him,

as we had already agreed,

that I take over Vitale.

No bloodshed.

We have to
keep this territory clean.

About Curaro in the hospital

I took care of it.

This is what Zio Binnu told me to do.

But I thought
you might be happy too:

One problem less.

Do I seem happy to you?

Now listen to me carefully, number 5:

From now on there is silence.

You can leave.

Think carefully about what you want to be:

A cog in the mechanism of the system

or an invisible mechanism,

that changes the system forever.

Think about it.

Think about it calmly and
then we'll talk about it.

Come on, let's go.

I don't understand
what the problem is.

If Provenzano doesn't like
how I manage my territory,

and that I
want to k*ll a prosecutor,

then we just tell him
that we don't like him anymore.

Vito, what do you ask of us?
That we are preparing for w*r?

And.

And w*r is fought with friends.

And those there,

if you want them,

are your friends from today.

Not even Riina and Bagarella
waged w*r against him.

Provenzano is Corleonese
and the Corleonese...

Provenzano is not Corleonese.

He was just born in Corleone.

He has forgotten where he comes from.

And if someone
no longer loves their earth,

then he ends up under her.

Is it true or not, Mancuso?

You like music, don't you?
You're constantly moving your fingers.

Tick-tock, tick-tock...

You're pissing me off
with this sh*t!

sh*t, what's the point?

You shouldn't contradict me
when I speak.

You're crazy, Vito!

I want there to be silence
when I speak.

And when I'm done,

the answer must
always be: "Yes, Vito."

I'll leave the other two to you.
You can go home tonight.

He'll k*ll us all!
Everyone, you know?

Vito!

I do not want to talk.
I'm going to Sutera.

Yes, just wait.

Don't drive alone. Be careful.

They might want revenge.

Go away.

Amanda...

You ended up in the lion's den.

My Vituzzo.
- This could end badly...

I'll excuse you for a moment.

Please.

Thanks.

When will the people
from the village sort things out?

I don't want to have to get angry,
tell your husband that.

With best regards
from the people of Resuttana.

Giusy...

What happened, Renda?

Giusy, I'll look after your brother.

But he continues to take risks.
He meets a lot of women.

That's all?
- Can I speak openly?

I'm just saying this
for the sake of our friendship.

Your brother is about
to lose control.

Do people complain?
- No.

Not yet.

The thing is...

Maybe
he shouldn't have been.

You should have been boss.

Is it just you who thinks that?

Or have you heard it from others too?
- No, Giusy, just me.

Is good.

I'm talking to Vito.

And don't worry...

I won't tell him
you snitched.

I only did it because I like you.
- Sure.

What are you doing here?
- Amanda isn't coming anymore.

I talked to her.
- f*ck me.

Vito, people are talking.

You can't afford this talk .

Stop dating women

and driving around Sutera, Altavilla
and Caccamo.

We don't have any guards there.

It is dangerous.
It's swarming with Aglieri's men.

Look, look...

Look at
how the little one argues!

How she holds her head up.

Don't overdo it, Giusy.
- I don't want them to arrest you.

Or that they will k*ll you.

I'm just worried.
- Are you worried?

Then come to me next time,

instead of threatening my girls.

I'm the boss.

Nice boss!

You don't even know
who you can trust.

You don't realize that someone
has been watching you for months

and told me you didn't
have the ba*ls to be in charge.

Tell me who this as*h*le is.
- Oh come on, Vito...

Can't you guess?

Renda,
let's meet this evening.

Is that a problem?
- No, where from?

The investigations are overdue.

The resumption too,
and in two weeks the statute of limitations expires.

It's a pointless task.
- No.

The matter will soon expire.
Maybe you could have done it.

Well countered,
but it remains a pointless task.

I don't need you here, Paola.

I don't need anyone
who thinks they can't do anything.

Do not take it personally.
I just want to be honest.

Excuse me.

Now, Navarre?

If the prophet does not come to the mountain...

What do you mean? - Carmine Renda,
vital girl for everything,

has just
surrendered to the Carabinieri in Bagheria.

Is will nest. Is hate Anxiety.
- Carmine Renda?

Never heard. Do you think he's credible?
- Excuse me?

Didn't you get my fax?

Fax, which fax? No.

He just wants to talk to you.
I'm going there now.

Tomorrow we'll see
how you can meet him safely.

Where is he?
- Saverio, that's out of the question.

He could be bait.
They're after you.

Send the address.
To me and Zaza. Immediately!

You stay where you are!
- Send me the f*cking address.

Okay?

This time it's different.

Here, turn there.

This is the spot.

I need a few hours
to get the special forces there.

Give me the vest!

The alleys of Bagheria are ideal
for an ambush. Do you want that?

Leonardo, please help me.

This is the only way I can end this.

This piece of sh*t took
photos of my daughter and Giada. Please!

Thanks. Let's drive.

Yes, Navarre?
- How much longer do you need? - How long?

Half an hour.
- 30 minutes.

That's too long.
I want to start immediately.

He has to tell us where Vitale is now.

Also fangen wir an.
- Okay.

It is his turn.

He's on his way here.
- Do you hear me?

I'm prosecutor Saverio Barone,
I can get you into the protection program.

But to do that you have to tell us
where your boss is.

I'll tell you everything, Mr. Prosecutor,
as soon as you get here with the papers.

Without them, my life here is worthless.

I keep my word, Renda.

You know this
because you took the photos, right?

At the intersection turn right.

Member of the mafia, attempted m*rder
of a public official...

I don't know if my life
is worth more than yours, but I do know one thing:

You get 30 years in prison for each of
these photos.

So?
How did you decide?

Your decision, Renda!

sh*t, what is he doing?
It's heading straight towards us!

Xavier?

Xavier?

You piece of sh*t, are you bait?

Are you a bait?

Who was that?
- Saverio, do you hear me?

Where were you waiting for him?

I don't know anything, I don't know anything!

Saverio, Zaza, does anyone hear me?

Xavier, Xavier...

Give me cover, come on!

Come on, come over here.
Sit down.

How are you doing?

Get the f*ck
out with your hands up!

Out!

My nephew
needs an ambulance.

Hands on the car! No movement!
Put your f*cking hands on the car!

No movement!

Saverio, Zaza!

Can anyone hear me?

Francesca...

It's all ok.

It was an accident.

It was an accident, we're fine.

Now you tell me right away

where your boss is.

How did Renda know
I wanted to k*ll him?

Don't think about it anymore.
- I'm in trouble, Giusy.

If this idiot talks,
we each risk 20 years in prison.

Hold on tight, it's going to be brutal.

Tell me, how do you manage
to take these curves without light?

As long as I'm here, you do
n't have to worry, understand?

I'm taking you to a shitty place now.
But if you keep your feet still,

Let's get out of there,
do you understand?

It's clear. It's clear.

Zio Binnu, what's wrong?

Nobody announced you.

It was difficult to come to you.

After the prosecutor's accident,
the police are swarming.

So I imagined
this prosecutor was dead.

Our paralyzed business,
the funeral,

Palermo in tears and Rome...

Rome, which demands explanations.

If this prosecutor dies,
my guaranteed peace will be gone.

Then we'll all
get involved, Pietro.

We have to stay in control.
- I don't want w*r.

Only one will die: Vito Vitale.

You personally make him disappear.

I respect your promise to God.

But now you have to keep
what you gave me.

Zio Binnu, with all due respect...

Blood...

There is another way.
- They used to call you...

"the fine gentleman".

You know what?

Pietro, the fine gentleman
who has no ba*ls.

Who doesn't sh**t
when he has the order.

I protected you then.

Don't ask me to do that a second time.

How are you doing?

Yes, how am I?
I'm pretty confused.

Totally confused.

To end up high in the mountains, in nowhere.
And then the paranoia when traveling!

Can't you avert this?
- I tried that.

The Interior Minister
doesn't want to know anything about it.

He said
you can die in peace,

but you must not risk the lives of your men .

Let's wait for everyone to calm down.
Stubbornness doesn't help.

But that's 1,700 kilometers
in one car, holy sh*t!

I can't stand this.
- Listen! I know you don't want to.

Please take these tablets now.

At least against the travel panic. Please.
- No.

I end up becoming addicted to it.
- You're right.

But you can do it. Like the other day
when you went to Renda.

I saw Carlotta's photo
and drove off.

Then do it for her.

You can lead the investigation from there .

And spend some time with her.

Do you know what it's like when we see each other?
She doesn't recognize me anymore.

She suddenly bursts into tears,
she doesn't want to touch my arm.

She only calms down
when I have to leave.

Saverio, come on.

Thanks.

We wanted to make it to the end,
to Provenzano.

We give everything. And now look at us.

sh*t, why are we so alone?
You too.

I know the sacrifices you make.
Politics has isolated you.

Doesn't that make you angry?

How do you live with that?
- How do I live with it?

You won't like the answer.

I accept it
as a man of the state.

Let's go?

Thanks.

What's up?
- Nothing. We want to say goodbye.

Bye.

And tell you
that we are one and the same.

We're going
to catch this b*stard.

You wanted a
real job, right?

Here. You're only talking to me.

Never turn it off. Around the clock.

I'll call you
and you inform me. Clear?

Then I'll work with you on Vitale?