01x11 - Episode 11

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Look who's here: Angelo, Puma's nephew.

- What's new? - How's the baby? Where are you off to in a hurry? It's me, Angelo.

Wait; I've got the money.

I'm not trying to cheat you! Wait! I've got the money.

I'll do the rounds then pay you.

When? Tonight? How the hell can I? Ok, OK, tonight.

I swear on my kids' lives, I've got the money.

It's me, Angelo.

Have you go the money? I can't wait.

I'll see you in the alley in 10 minutes.

The bastards! The bastards! Wow, she's hot! - Come on, Mancuso.

- Scialoja! Let me have a look.

What's the hurry? I've lost her now.

Why didn't you stay in Rome? Why the f*ck did you come up to the north? To arrest kids? Get a move on! You're the one who was in a hurry.

About time! The parcel? Delivered.

There was one robber, his face was covered, and he had a Kn*fe.

- What did he take? - 50,000 lire.

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A kid's prank.

DId you write down the number plate? Yes.

- It was MI 3041.

"There has been an expl*si*n" "at Bologna station" Excuse me for a second.

"This is the first news to reach us" "According to the news agency ANSA, a powerful expl*si*n" "has destroyed a 50 metre stretch" - "of the building" - "A b*mb!" You ended up under a pile of people? People, things, broken glass dust, screams and a huge expl*si*n.

There was a strong blast.

Then I felt a pain.

I thought "I'm alive!" Then I got up and fled.

What could you see around you? A body with no head.

Then nothing else.

The final toll is 85 victims.

The official explanation .

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is of a boiler expl*si*n.

Is this Angelo Quartini, known as Angioletto? Any idea who could have sh*t him? They fired 3 b*ll*ts at point-blank range, an execution.

The k*ller appeared in front of him, and he didn't react.

That means he knew them.

We're finished.

Who is it? Coco Chanel.

I knew it.

It works better than "open sesame" with you.

This b*mb business means trouble.

Even more than the Moro kidnap.

You always look on the bright side, eh? Moro was kidnapped in Rome; that b*mb was 400km away.

The blast was felt down here The quakes have only just begun.

- Think so? - Yes, Lebanese.

It's crawling with cops out there.

- There's a heavy atmosphere.

- You're the one who's heavy.

It's a nice day out there.

The sun is shining and the streets are covered in "snow".

How come you're so confident? Can't you see? I've drawn the joker.

What are you doing here? Where's Lebanese? Look who's here! Come for a round, Puma? What's new? I bring my nephew's regards! What the f*ck were you going to do? Take this assh*le's g*n.

He's been here for a least a day.

Two sh*ts, to the back and neck.

First they sh*t him in the back, then they finished him off.

An execution.

Let me see what is name is.

You're only alive because I want to know something.

What the f*ck came over you? Come on Puma, What's your nephew got to do with all this? They've k*lled him Freddo.

They said it was an execution.

- What's that got to do with me? I don't even know him.

You've k*lled a lot of guys you didn't know, or have you forgotten? Angelo was only pushing dr*gs to pay off a gambling debt.

He was pushing dr*gs? How much? Not much, 200 grams of heroin.

But it must have been too much for someone.

You don't k*ll a poor wretch like him otherwise.

So I thought "Who's in charge of dr*gs and gambling in Rome?" - And I put 2 and 2 together - You're crazy Puma - I know nothing about it - We know even less.

Who am I to believe? You can't move a gram here without your permission.

and you don't know who k*lled Angelo? Take it easy - He's talking bullshit - Could be No, Lebanese.

He may have his faults, but he doesn't bullshit people.

Go and get the area leaders.

I want them here in half an hour.

Wait.

What about Puma? He's staying here.

If we don't find the heroin, we'll send him to keep his nephew company.

The ID we found on the dead man was forged.

And he's not in our records.

Try this.

A train ticket? See if we can get anything from the counterfoil.

You're saying that you don't know about it, that heroin grows on trees, and that a scrap dealer found 200 grams in his pocket by mistake? Or that Lebanese is stupid? No, Lebanese, we.

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I want all accounts settled.

How much they sell and how much they make.

It'll take a lifetime.

I want it by tonight.

and I want it all written down in black and white.

I'm not doubting anything, but we're making a fuss over a handful of heroin that Puma never saw? Yes, what if it was a lie? I hope it was.

Pray it was, or Angelo is only the first on the list.

Now go! I'll go to Testaccio, I don't trust Sorcio.

Freddo, find out who he owed money to.

Be quiet a minute.

Who are you? A friend of Angelo's uncle.

What do you want? I want to know who your husband owed money to.

I've already told the police, I don't know.

You didn't tell the police that Angelo owed money.

No.

What about it? So, if I know about it, that means you can talk to me.

He owed it to a forger from Talenti.

- What's his name? - How would I know? Only Angelo can tell you that .

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and he's not around any more.

He said he wanted to come home.

Hello.

Do you know where Claudio is? If you see him, tell him to come home.

We need him.

Send Claudio back to me.

Nothing.

There's nothing here either.

Not a gram out of place.

What did you find out? Angelo owed money to a forger in Talenti, and it seems one has been missing for days.

- What was his name? - Massimino Tordi.

Massimo the Chaffinch.

Who's turned into a magpie.

We have to open the hunting season.

Shall we let Puma go then? When we find those 200 grams.

Wait.

Haven't you forgotten something? Where are your registers? Debits and credits all in order.

Aren't you going to show me? Do you think I'm cheating? Bring me the chaffinch Freddo.

- You removed these from the body? - Yes.

b*ll*ts from a Beretta.

I didn't find anything else.

But we can always check the notches.

- The g*n might be in our records.

- Alright.

I'll send them to ballistics.

What's that? The scrap of ticket we found on the body.

Rome to Bologna, one way.

Issued on the morning of 2nd August.

Madam doesn't want to see anybody.

She doesn't? Do you know who I am? A rude man.

- Now please leave.

- I'll kick you back to Danzig.

- Forgive me, I told him.

,, - It's OK.

Let me in, this forest is heavy.

If you don't put them in water, they'll droop.

- What are these for? - You know.

- I want to hear it.

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- Again? I was an assh*le.

So I brought these to make up for it.

What do the Red Indians say? Let's bury the hatchet.

I miss your scent, your skin.

You go and apologize to Ranocchia, and I'll bury the hatchet.

Ranocchia? Have you been seeing that traitor again? He makes me laugh.

You know what they say: "Make a woman laugh and you're halfway there.

" You make me laugh too.

Go and apologize to Ranocchia.

Look who's here, Dandi the bruiser.

Have you come to finish the job? I'd love to do that but Patrizia says I have to apologize to you.

Come in then.

I'm all ears.

I bet you are.

You poor fairy.

Listen, I never apologize, not even to God himself.

Then what the f*ck are you doing here? I want to make the most of your reunion with Patrizia.

Meaning? Meaning you don't need your ears just to frame your brain, but to listen to and remember everything Patrizia says.

Then come and tell me.

No, Patrizia's a friend.

I can't do that.

Then I really will finish the job.

No, wait! Stop! Alright, alright.

You're so slimy Ranocchia, like your nickname, frog.

I can't take any more, Freddo.

Give me some water.

My throat's on fire.

Why did you do such a stupid thing? You could have come to me.

You could have explained, and we'd have sorted things out.

Why? Sometimes when you feel something inside, .

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you have to do it straight away.

You might even be wrong, not even God knows that, but at least you used your own head.

I saw Angela today.

She's a smart girl.

I know.

That's why I married her.

Who else would have married a guy like me? If anything happens to me you look after her.

Lots of weed and cocaine, .

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but no sign of that 200 grams of heroin.

- Perhaps it doesn't exist.

- Or it didn't come through us.

That can't have happened.

You have everything under control, you drew the joker, right? There are too many jokers around, someone's marked the pack.

and someone else hasn't shown his accounts yet! Cut it out! We're talking about 200 grams of stuff! Lebanese, good news.

I know where the Chaffinch is.

The dead man arrived, at Bologna station just before the expl*si*n.

And he was k*lled half an hour later.

There's enough to link him to the bombing.

It's possible.

You've done an excellent job.

The Beretta has probably been fired before.

We're waiting for the results.

No need.

The case is being transferred to Rome.

- What? - Orders from above.

The secret services will handle it.

I don't know who k*lled Angelo.

I didn't even know he was dead.

But he owed you money.

He paid it all back.

Why were you running away then? That's another story.

I forged a driving licence .

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for a guy caught up in the Bologna bombing.

They k*lled him, and I had to get out of their way.

I don't care about Bologna.

But tell me something How did a beggar like Angelo manage to pay you back? How the f*ck do I know? One of your guys lent him the money.

Did you hear that Bufalo? One of the g*ng is playing loan shark.

I find that hard to believe.

Who is this loan shark? A guy called Scrocchia something I don't remember.

Pray you're telling the truth Angelina, get a move on.

Here I am.

What's he done? What do you think? Can't you smell it.

We can't leave Lebanese in the sh*t.

That's strange.

You son's gone but the stink is still here.

Is it? I can't smell it.

You know what I mean.

One of us is a sh*t.

Why? What have I done to you? It's not what you've done to me.

It's what you've done behind my back.

The loan rackets you've got going behind my back.

Oh, that.

You see.

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I asked around about Angelo.

About his debts.

About the Chaffinch.

And I had the answer right in front of me.

I was going to tell you, as soon as I swear Don't swear, Scrocchia.

Don't swear or you'll bring heaven tumbling down.

Lebanese I need the money.

I don't have one family, I have three.

My wife's fur coats, father-in-law's house, mother-in-law's silverware, my bother's van and car! Thank goodness the baby can't talk! I know, marriage brings worries.

Lebanese.

But selling my dr*gs! No, Lebanese! No, I had nothing to do with your dr*gs.

You'll know who did.

There's always a sh*t hole behind a turd.

Who's ripping me off? Sorcio? Ricotta? Fierolocchio? Who? I don't know, I swear I don't.

Don't swear.

I told you not to swear.

I don't know, Lebanese.

Go clean you son's ass.

- Thank you.

- Get off me.

Scialoja, what's this all about? An hour's car ride for nothing.

What will we do with this ballistics report? Send a message to Rome, to our secret services.

You're familiar with these b*ll*ts, you've seen them before.

The g*n was used in the Baron Rosellini k*lling.

Weren't you following the case in Rome? They used one of the g*ng's g*ns! Now what do you want? - Where did Angelo keep the stuff? - I don't know.

I never saw it.

Please yourselves.

Believe or sh**t me.

I will.

Like I would a dog! What are you doing? Know what I think? Your friend says he's out of the game.

But I think he's lying.

He gave his nephew the dr*gs.

Don't do anything stupid.

Puma had nothing to do with all this.

He was pushing dr*gs until very recently.

It would be easy for him to get hold of some heroin.

And it's not the first time you've tried to cheat us.

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is it, Puma? Go to the scrap yard.

- Which? - Where Angelo worked.

Go and see if he hid it there.

I don't know.

Then leave me alone.

- What are we going to do with Puma? - I'm going to find the dr*gs first.

Why don't you send Bufalo? No, Freddo.

I want to do it.

I'll only trust my own eyes from now on.

These! Only these! These are the only eyes I trust! Can I help you? - Is this dump yours? - Lebanese! What are you doing here? Do you remember Angelo, Puma's nephew? Of course.

Poor boy, he met a nasty end.

He left me a package somewhere.

Angelo put his things in here.

Go and take a look.

Here it is.

That's Angelo's locker.

Where can he have put it? - I don't know.

- Make an effort.

Angelo worked nights for me.

I never saw him.

Well done Angelo.

Top quality heroin.

The f*ckers! Right, I was looking for 200 grams of heroin and I only found one.

But by way of compensation instead of the other 100 grams I found this .

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your phone number.

And you say I'm always suspicious.

Ruggero did you sell Angelo that stuff? - No, we were going to buy it off him.

- Are you stupid? - Buying back our own stuff.

- It's not ours, It's not our stuff.

There are dr*gs getting into Rome without our knowing? I'm sure of it.

Somebody dealing behind our backs? Who? Who is behind Angelo? Ruggero, who's behind him? We don't know.

We never even met Angelo.

That 100 grams was our share but we never got it.

Read it.

August 2nd.

Angelo was k*lled before he handed it over.

But if he wasn't dead He'd be selling drug behind our backs now.

Sorry.

We just wanted to make a bit more money.

I know how it is.

It's not easy making ends meet, right? It's my fault.

I'm selfish.

My g*ng is starving and I never noticed.

But we'll make up for it.

Lebanese Because you've pissed me off now! Understand? Things will be different from now on! We need to find out where this heroin's coming from! And Freddo's not here, as usual.

You f*ckers! - Look at those f*ckers! - Let's go.

Come on Puma.

Wake up.

What's up? Has Lebanese pardoned me? No, I have.

But tell me something You've always said you wanted to give up, get out of Rome.

Why haven't you done it before now? Do you want to know why? Because I took too long thinking about it and that's the problem.

Take my advice Freddo.

When you feel something inside, don't hesitate to do it.

Don't think about it.

Get out of here, before I change my mind.

What can I say? - They blackmailed me.

- Scialoja! What are you doing here? Compromising photos.

That's why I asked for a transfer.

Why are you telling me this now? Because I've discovered how big this business really is.

Bigger than Lebanese, bigger than the g*ng.

As big as the b*mb at Bologna station.

I would have laughed in your face any other time.

But I received this.

So you're leaving me to fight on my own? Give me a couple of days.

I'll get you moved back to Rome.

Lebanese.

Have you found out where that heroin came from? No, but I found out who k*lled Angelo.

I have a friend who's a g*n dealer.

He sold the g*n used to k*ll Angelo.

- To who? - The Bordinis.

They sh*t him.

Fancy that.

- Speak up! - We're not working for anyone.

But you know who got us sent to jail.

The Bordini brothers.

Well done Sorcio.

At least somebody's doing their job.

What are you doing here? I'm here to help and to give you an alternative.

There are no alternatives.

You can't come and go as you wish.

I'm not anyone's whore any more, least of all yours.

Ah yes, you're a business woman now.

Bye.

Hello Roberta.

- Hello Roberta.

- Hello.

- Hello Roberta.

- What do you want? I want you to come back to me.

Wherever you say, however you say and whenever you decide.

And this time for good.

Were you looking for us, Lebanese? Look who's here! The Bordini brothers.

- When did you get out? - Two weeks ago.

- And you're already up to mischief? - We had to make up for lost time.

What about you? Are you working as a barman? It's the least I can do.

I thought: "I'll offer the Bordinis the toast I ruined in jail" - We've already explained what happened.

- We didn't mean to offend you.

I know.

What shall we toast to then? - To you, the King of Rome.

- To the business we'll do together.

I've got a better idea, Let's toast to poor Angelo.

Or the 100 grams of heroin you stole from him Or the hundred grams of lead in his body.

We just wanted to pay off our debts make a bit of money.

You could have knocked.

I would have opened the door.

But no, you decided to go it alone.

Behind my back .

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and somebody got k*lled, Bordini, The problem is, while I was looking for you I discovered a lot of nasty things.

Lebanese's glorious g*ng .

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has turned into a bunch of smart asses, That's why I sent for you.

To thank you.

You've helped me to realize something.

The time of forgiveness is over.

It's now the time of judgement.