02x09 - Episode 9

Episode transcripts for the TV show "Romanzo Criminale". Aired: November 10, 2008 - December 16, 2010.*
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Italian crime drama, set in Rome in the 1970s, tells the story of the Banda della Magia, a prolific Italian crime family responsible for some of the country's most violent crimes.
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02x09 - Episode 9

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Can I have a cigarette? They've always looked on me as "The Rat", only good for testing the stuff, or cleaning up the rubbish, like sewer rats do.

But you see, commissioner, I might be a rat, but I'm not one of the dirty guys.

Write this down.

I belong to the biggest criminal g*ng in Rome.

We run the whole business, drug peddling, prostitution, gambling.

Who are the bosses? Let go of me, f*ck you! f*ck you! You left the drug dealing to Donatella.

- But who's holding the money? - Secco.

- Talk to him from now on.

- But Secco's a son of a He'll be better than Trentadenari.

And anyway, we don't have time.

Sorcio is singing like a nightingale.

The trial's coming up, and we can't stop business.

He's giving himself airs.

I don't give a damn about the money, what are you doing about Freddo? - My brother's dead and he's alive.

- You're not to touch Freddo.

We have to be united, or we'll be playing into Scialoja's hands.

I'm not playing.

When the trial's over, we all go our separate ways.

Is that clear, Buffoni? Not at all.

Perhaps you can wait, but I can't.

I'll go and talk to Freddo, you keep your eye on Buffoni.

It's the wrong moment to screw things up.

Let's go.

Look how confident he is.

He's like a rooster in a hen coop.

Come on, everyone inside.

Inside! Come on! Go to your cells! Inside! Look at his lordship, he's not letting on to his friends any more.

You can go.

- I want you to get me moved.

- No, the trial's coming up.

Think of something, tell them I'm sick, I've got diabetes, an allergy.

I'm not staying here till Christmas.

I don't know.

Perhaps you need a tumour.

- Suspected lymphoma.

- I've got all the symptoms.

Loss of appetite, itching, night sweats.

We'll have to look into it.

You can't mess around with cancer.

We'll carry out a histological examination.

Thanks, I'll go and get ready.

Will you see to the transfer? That's not necessary, we'll just send a sample of the tissue to the lab.

It's not necessary? What do you mean? You can stay here until the results come through.

Choose a bed.

We're here today for a trial we have waited seven years for.

The trial of a criminal g*ng that has dominated Rome with every kind of illegal activity.

And it has done so, as never before, totally undisturbed, first by wiping out its rivals, then by alliances with Mafia and Camorra.

A reconstruction that is now possible thanks to the collaboration of one of the original members of the g*ng.

What if they don't believe him? He is a crook and a m*rder*r after all.

Have you got a better idea? The g*ng is finished.

They had to use four cages to keep them apart.

Bufalo wants to k*ll Dandi, who's got himself sent to the infirmary.

Have I got this right? You want to persuade Bufalo to collaborate? If not him, someone else.

One out of the five will do.

Someone who will confirm Sorcio's story that a criminal g*ng exists.

Secco's tightened the purse strings.

Our payouts have been halved.

- What? - He says times are hard.

Times are hard for assholes like us.

How did Dandi manage to get himself moved? That's right, I wonder how much it cost him.

And he paid for it with our money, the son of a bitch! Listen to these dummies kicking up a fuss.

All this din because Dandi's sticking it up your ass? - And I thought you liked it.

- Bufalo, go f*ck yourself! That's right, I reckon they're howls of pleasure.

Mr.

Maurizio Annibaldi to the stand, please.

You sh*t! - Traitor! - Aren't you ashamed of yourself? - Silence in court! - You filth! - Silence! - Worm! Silence! Or I will clear the court.

To form a g*ng on equal footing that could take over the whole drug market was Libano's idea.

And to fund it he organized the kidnapping of Baron Rosellini.

That's when he joined Freddo's unit.

Who was in these units? With Libano, De Angelis, Fabiani and Sabatini, known as Bufalo.

With Freddo, Marconi, Ruggero Buffoni and his brother Sergio.

Who kept the contacts with the Mafia and Camorra? Libano, Freddo and Dandi.

Mainly Dandi with the Mafia especially after Libano's death.

- Your Honour, forgive me.

The witness is saying some very interesting things about my clients, but we don't know when he joined, or what role he had in this band.

I was in it right from the beginning, first as a tester and then as an area leader.

We'd like to know what Mr.

Annibaldi means by "tester".

- A tester of what? - Heroin.

- And how did you test it? - By sh**ting up.

So Mr.

Annibaldi is a drug addict.

- Since when? - The question is irrelevant.

I am merely trying to establish how reliable the witness is.

It's not up to you to decide how relevant the questions are.

Answer the question.

How long have you been taking dr*gs? - About ten years.

- So not only are we to believe that a chronic drug addict has been put in charge of an area, but that his testimony is reliable too.

How's Pietro? How old is he now, seven? It's hard not watching your son grow up, isn't it? In spite of all Vasta's tricks, he'll be grown up when you get out.

- While Dandi - What is it, commissioner? Are you afraid Sorcio's not up to it? Sorcio interested me so little, that I took a look around me and saw Dandi in a separate cage, then moved to the infirmary.

So I thought perhaps he doesn't love you as much as he did.

You're not interested in Dandi.

You can't stand him.

And I wonder why? Perhaps with all his money he can buy himself a reduced sentence, and he'll leave you to rot in jail.

Think it over.

Look who's here! Well, what's new? Someone's upset with me.

Why's that? - I said we had to stick together.

- I know nothing about it.

Don't be like that, or I'll think you're in on it too.

He's pissed off 'cause our payout's been halved.

- By who? - Secco.

- What's that got to do with me? - Who put him in charge of the money? Let me get back to work.

What do you think? After all, you're in jail because of me.

Don't worry, I would be happy to sort you out.

It's just that I'm serving 20 years, and I don't need another m*rder.

Now let me go.

- Ricotta.

- What do you want now? You're right, 20 years is a long time.

The trial's coming up soon.

If you protect me, I'll get you time knocked off.

Cut it out, Dandi, you've tricked me once already.

That was in the past.

You can trust me now.

First you tell me to halve the payouts, now I'm to double them? At least until the trial's over.

We have to stick together.

So from now on double the payouts and tell them I ordered you to.

- I'm the assh*le, you're the hero.

- That's right, you get the idea.

One other thing.

Get my f*ckin' wife to tell you why she's not coming to court.

Hey, guess what.

The money's arrived, all of it.

Double payout, even the arrears.

- Perhaps Dandi isn't such a sh*t.

- He is a sh*t, but he's not stupid.

- He knows when to grin and bear it.

- Bufalo's right, Dandi's treating us like kids, and you're falling for it.

I would like Mr.

Annibaldi to describe the circumstances that led to the death of Maurizio Gemito in January 1981.

According to Dandi, it was the Gemitos who k*lled Libano.

So Freddo and Ruggero Buffoni went to the betting shop.

And who actually stabbed Gemito? Freddo.

- Your Honour, forgive me.

- Silence, please! We would like to ask Mr.

Annibaldi if he was there when it happened.

- No.

And he was not there when Sergio Buffoni was k*lled, which was also carried out by Fabrizio Soleri according to him.

- No, I wasn't.

- So the witness admits he considers Soleri guilty, though he never actually saw either of the murders with his own eyes.

So it's all hearsay.

We are wondering if these rumours reached the witness when he was under the influence of some drug.

Avvocato Vasta But I was there when Freddo tried to k*ll me.

And I was there when he took Sergio away.

Perhaps you were there, but there's no proof, either of your attempted m*rder, or of Sergio Buffoni's m*rder.

Avvocato Vasta, please! If the lawyers agree then, I would say we adjourn for 20 minutes.

Alright? - Can I have a word? - What do you want? You give me a hand to take Freddo out, and I'll help you k*ll Dandi.

There's a problem with that.

Dandi is a traitor who deserves to die, Freddo doesn't.

He's a fair man, and he was right to k*ll that Judas brother of yours.

- Don't you insult my brother! - Or what will you do to me? I'd saved this for Dandi, but I can always try it out on you.

Put that down.

You want to settle accounts with Freddo? Okay, but do it yourself.

Go f*ck yourself! I don't think it's very good idea.

Her testimony could turn out to be a boomerang.

That depends on you, put her in a tight spot.

Scialoja, I'm a prosecutor who listens to what a witness has to say, not a commissioner giving someone the third degree.

Remember that.

And you remember that this is a w*r, and all's fair in w*r.

At the request of the Prosecution, I call to the witness stand Miss Roberta Vannucci.

Miss Vannucci, you know Fabrizio Soleri well, don't you? You were dating his brother, and then you lived with the accused for about two years.

And in all that time, you never realized that behind his job as a builder, there might be something else? I was a student, then I started work and only saw Fabrizio in the evening.

We were just a normal couple.

I never knew anything about his business.

You say you only saw him in the evening? And yet you declared that you spent the afternoon of January 23rd, 1981 with him, when according to Annibaldi, your boyfriend was at the betting shop k*lling Remo Gemito.

No, I remember that day very well.

I got off work early, and I went home.

Fabrizio and I were about to split up, and we spent the afternoon looking for a solution.

Your Honour, I will remind you that at the time a witness saw Soleri in the betting shop.

- He later withdrew his statement.

Yes, thanks to the alibi supplied by the young lady.

I was telling the truth, Fabrizio was with me that day.

You want to go away? Why? Because I'm f*cked off with everything.

They'll send me down, and I'm not staying in jail.

So find a way to get me moved to a hospital.

Do it properly, not like Dandi's pieces of paper.

It'll have to be serious, they don't let you out for suspected cancer.

Make it serious enough.

It's because of her you want to leave, eh? When you're in here, you spend your time thinking about what was, and what might have been.

And you gradually get snuffed out like a candle.

I can't bear it any more.

I want to start a new life, far away from this filth.

It won't be cheap and it won't be easy.

But I'll see what I can do.

Thanks.

You've finally made your mind up, I'm not leaving with unfinished business.

You're leaving here feet first.

Hold it! I don't give a f*ck about you, I don't give a f*ck about the g*ng! Understand? Larinese! What brings you here then? A robbery.

Listen, does the West Bank robbery mean anything to you? - I certainly didn't do it.

- No, it was two smart kids.

Guess what they found in the safe deposit boxes? How the f*ck do I know? Come on, can't you see I'm a busy man! A list of names.

Big business.

Stuff that if used well will open a lot of doors.

And what names are these? The missing list of P2 members.

Are you interested? Give me two billion lire and the list is yours.

Two billion lire for a piece of paper? Be serious.

I've never been more serious in my life.

With that list in your possession, they'll let you out in a carriage.

I tell you what, think it over.

But hurry up about it.

Look after yourself.

Freddo.

Donatella sent it.

Swollen lymph nodes.

I would say it's glandular fever.

They're transferring you tomorrow to be on the safe side.

Freddo There must have been an epidemic in our wing.

Stop play-acting, the doctor's gone now.

What illness have you brought on? - And you reckon it's worth it? - Of course.

I'm not going back in there.

But I need to ask you one last favour.

What? The Defence tried to discredit in every way possible the key witness, Annibaldi, calling him a drug addict and a m*rder*r.

We feel this is the confirmation of how dangerous this g*ng is.

A g*ng so powerful it can eliminate or buy all its enemies.

So much so, that only one of them had to courage to say "enough".

That is why we cannot afford to waste this opportunity.

We expect the Court to issue exemplary sentences, that these criminals have shown to deserve, and free the city of a cancer that has afflicted it for too long.

This is not a small g*ng of friendly, restless young men.

It is not only a family of brutal K*llers.

They may have grown up on the streets, but they grew up, they became adults, they upped the stakes What did the madman say to you? To keep out of the way today because he's going to take out Dandi.

Where will he do that? In the corridor? The gym? interview room? Here.

He wants to do it here.

Let him do it if he wants to.

- What the f*ck do you mean? - If it had been us, Dandi would already have turned his head the other way.

- You'd get something out of it too.

- Like f*ck I would.

- If Freddo was here - He was the second.

He got himself moved to the clinic without worrying about us.

So? - Have you nothing to say? - I say they're right.

Dandi didn't lift a finger to avenge my brother.

Court is adjourned.

Where are you going? Stop! - What the f*ck are you doing? - It's okay.

it's nothing.

Don't worry, you're just a servant, and I don't k*ll servants.

I just scar them for life.

- We knew Bufalo was crazy.

- They're keeping him in isolation.

For how long, a week? A month? Then he'll come looking for me, if it's the last thing he does in life.

We need to change our tune.

Go and see Larinese, let's take a look at this f*ckin' list.

Watch out, it bites.

Get out.

Where's the money? And the list? Put the bag on the floor.

- Tell Dandi it was a pleasure.

- I'll tell him.

I want my record cleaned up and a few presents for my friends.

Easy, isn't it? And if we don't agree, he'll have a copy sent to Scialoja.

Dandi's grown up, and he enjoys playing our own game.

It won't take much to remind him where he comes from.

Not now.

Let's get that list off him first, then we'll present him with the bill.

I've got a present for you.

It was for Ricotta actually, whose worth more than you lot put together.

But they're putting his face back on, and it'll take them a month.

So I'll let you have it instead.

But only one of you.

I've organized something for the day the sentence is read out.

- Something? - Something clean, no g*ns or bombs.

Clean but safe.

You've organized an escape? For you and one of us? No, I'm not coming, I have other plans.

- Then why only one of us? - Don't ask any questions.

Do a few sums, work out how long they'll send you down for, and whether it's worth running away or waiting for an amnesty.

When you've got a name, give me a shout.

Dandi Why all this generosity all of a sudden? I've behaved badly towards you, and I want you to have fond memories of me.

What the f*ck is he laughing about? That's where you got to! Nice place this, a little stuffy, maybe.

Come in, let's get it over with.

After acting the madman all this time, you've finally convinced me.

I'll get you declared mentally insane.

Will that suit you? Why are you doing me this favour? I got you thrown in jail, and I'll get you out.

But in exchange I want you from under my feet, I want you out of my sight.

- What if don't agree? - You'll serve another 20 years.

And you'll only leave here feet first.

Well? What do you say? I knew it, Bufalo.

You're crazy, but you're not stupid.

Have a good journey.

I could go.

I have Angelina and Pietro waiting for me at home.

- Not again! - You'll get six years at the most.

My mother's on her own, with one son in jail, the other in the cemetery.

I've an infection in my good eye now.

Your eyesight's better than mine.

- You haven't spoken to her all year.

- How do you know we'll get 6 years? - When do you see your son? - Mind your own f*ckin' business! - I'll make sure you stay in here.

- We'll play cards for it.

Okay? The highest card wins.

- Go on.

- Okay, but I'll shuffle.

f*ck it! I might have known.

f*ck you! Yeah! f*ck it! My luck had to turn some time.

- I'll be home with Pietro tonight.

- Say hello to him for us.

In the name of the ltalian People, this Court, according to articles 572, 582, 610, 628 and 630 of the Penal Code, declares the defendants guilty as charged and sentences them as follows: Fabrizio Soleri, to 15 years' imprisonment, Ruggero Buffoni, to 8 years' imprisonment.

Lucio Fabiani, to 8 years' imprisonment.

Fabio Marconi, to 8 years' imprisonment.

Claudio Sabatini, to 8 years' confinement to be served in a criminal psychiatric hospital having proved to be of unsound mind.

Federico Amati, acquitted for lack of evidence.

That cut on Ricotta's forehead did him a favour.

He still has to serve 20 years for k*lling Gemito.

Mario De Angelis, acquitted for lack of evidence.

I don't believe it! The above-mentioned defendants are also acquitted of the charge of criminal association according to article 416 of the Penal Code.

Court is dismissed.

- You wait until we're outside.

- Hey, boss! - I'm the one you want.

- There's a car waiting outside.

Let me talk to him You've got it all wrong.

- You are Scrocchiazeppi? - Yes.

Say something! I'm the one you're supposed to take.

I need to see my son! Say something.

You sh*t, say something! Tell him I'm the one they want! Oh, and to be on the safe side, I made a copy.

Call it a life insurance policy.

See the boy out, I've got things to do.

Where's my wife? Then find her.

My compliments on the Larinese job.

Nice clean work.

If you decide to go it alone, just let me know.

Dandi might have all these insurance policies, but he's not immortal.

In light of this sentence, which in many ways was surprising, do we have to rewrite the criminal history of our city, and maybe the whole of ltaly's? it's left everyone with a bitter taste.

Certainly not Mario De Angelis who is a free citizen once more.

Free and a billionaire.

According to the Prosecution, unlike the judges, the g*ng was formed half-way through the 1960s by a group of young criminals who came from the suburbs of Rome.

The person who turned them into a close, structured group, very similar to organizations like the Mafia and the Camorra, was, according to investigators, Pietro Proietti, known as Libano, due to his dark complexion.

It was Proietti's idea to kidnap Baron Rosellini.

Other members of the g*ng were given lighter sentences.

And one of then, Claudio Sabatini, known as Bufalo, who has confessed to at least two murders, was declared of unsound mind, and is to be transferred to a psychiatric hospital.

The sentence, which was greeted with shouts of joy by the defendants, has in actual fact pulled apart the work of the investigators by denying the criminal g*ng even exists.

Commissioner Nicola Scialoja, who carried out the investigation, did not wish to issue a - We've lost a battle - No.

This is a w*r we cannot win.

Where's Scialoja? Get out of the f*ckin' way! Get your hands off me! Let me through, you sh*t! What a surprise! A police commissioner in my home.

To what do I owe this mark of favour? Have you come to honour the victor? That's not a problem.

Come in, commissioner.

This way.

Can I get you a drink? Don't let it get to you.

You should be happy, you won't have to chase after me any more.

I'm free, you're free.

Drop those g*ns! Patrizia! Shall I get rid of him? No.

Clip his wings, that'll stop him coming here without warning.

Have you come to thank me for saving your life? I've come to remind you you belong to me.

Never forget that.
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