02x08 - A Treasure

[bunniefuu]

The handcuffs.

Where we are?

Safe, Brusca.

Very safe.

Where are the lawyers?

We warned them, they preferred not to come.

Maybe it's too early.

Sit down.

We are here for a comparison

between people who have made conflicting statements.

Enzo ... let's start with her.

m*rder Giusto Giammona.

Lionheart. January 28, 1995.

To sh**t were ...

Monticciolo and Vincenzo Chiodo.

It's not true.

It was me with Vito Vitale.

What the f*ck ... Enzi '...

Maybe you don't remember well.

Enzo, do you confirm?

I confirm.

Go on.

m*rder Of Caro.

June 1995.

- It was Giovanni Riina who strangled him. - Enzo!

There was me, my brother ...

- Enzo! - Vito Vitale, Nino Mangano.

Still with these signs, Brusca?

His brother decided not to follow his version.

Enzo ... Enzo, look at me.

Do you remember? Who are we, Enzo?

Who we are?

My name is Enzo Salvatore Brusca

and from today I stop agreeing to you, to lower my head.

You decide whether to still be my brother.

It's over, Giovanni.

It's over.

A warranty notice for slander. He has 24 hours to tell the whole truth.

Think about it carefully.

Outside the protection program, detention is bad.

The 41 bis for life.

Make the right choice.

We finished?

You certainly do.

Enzi '! Enzi '!

Each stone a crab!

Every stone a crab, look!

Enzi'!

Every stone a crab, Enzi '!

Each stone a crab!

Enzi '! Enzi '!

[blows on the grate]

[English song in the background]

[indistinct voice]

- Is it all right, Carlo? - Yup.

That is the question.

It comes back to him because we already knew it, before she messed it up.

It's time for new things, which we don't know.

Brusca ...

you k*lled more than 150 people.

Magistrates, policemen ...

A pregnant woman.

A 15 year old boy.

How many times have we met? Eight, ten?

Honestly, every time to stand in front of her without throwing up

I have to force myself ...

All right, doctor.

Each stone a crab.

Come?

From now ... every word ...

the truth.

Each word is a treasure.

I don't see treasures.

- The crabs go backwards. - Shrimps.

Side crabs.

The fact is that I want to go on.

Do you want protection or not?

The rates have been updated: the price is higher.

Maybe Vitale.

- Maybe Aglieri. - Maybe Provenzano.

So ... you must know that Provenzano is sick.

The one who does the shopping for him they call 'U Gorilla.

I don't know the real name and I've never seen it.

Minchia, 'The Gorilla.

- You realize? - Yes, calm down.

- The sitter of Provenzano! - It's a nickname for now.

Do you think it is little?

- No, that doesn't seem like a small thing to me. - Exactly!

- But it is to be verified. - Let's check it out now

with Francesca and her work: names, places, dates, a good thing!

We share them with DDA colleagues, who will do the same

and let's get straight into the game on Provenzano.

No...

We do it you and me. Alone. No colleagues, no Elias.

What are you saying?

They already had Francesca's material in hand

and they didn't believe it.

The ROS, Elia ... would slow us down.

- Do you trust her? - Absolutely.

We enter this world in our own way.

Only in this way do we take Provenzano.

- How much did it cost us to get here? - Very much!

Brusca will take 30 years or less.

But we go on.

- Because we deserve it. - No...

Why do we need it.

All right.

- I'm calling Francesca. Tonight with her? - Okay.

I feel Navarre.

We end badly.

No, we end up winning.

Brusca heard him call 'U Gorilla once

when he was with Palazzolo.

Iacono's wife told me about Ugo Santoro.

Big and black, like a gorilla.

It is near Pino Lipari

but he fought too much with Benedetto Spera to be him.

- Then no. - Also add Santi Licata

Stanfa Nicasio and Ugo Radica.

After all, they are all related to the Scinna.

Yup.

- Good. - You were supposed to read the diaries together.

You know them, we take them.

From this list come at least 20 names related to Provenzano

that could be the Gorilla.

We all listen to them.

More than 20 intercepted, H24, make more than 60 men a day.

For an investigation that we don't want to exist?

- Yes, right.

If something happens ...

- I'll take it. - No me.

With all the mess that you have taken on over the years

you have all eyes on you in the prosecutor's office. I am candid.

Okay, I'm more candid.

- Without a mustache he would look terrible, wouldn't he? - What does the mustache have to do with it?

Mustaches help, believe me.

Thank you.

Thanks for being here.

I wish I had met you earlier.

Oh well, now ...

Don't cut them if you don't want to.

No because? It is the promise.

When I leave the Pool, I cut them.

You like me without, like in marriage.

In fact, you don't like yourself without it.

If you are angry with me because these nights I was late

and I skipped a few dinners ...

I am organizing myself.

But we are at a point ...

To close it would take a lifetime, but I'm organizing myself.

You have a life, Carlo.

Maybe you've just decided he's not with us.

You are not at the end of your career, you are at the beginning.

- You have the same look. - Why do you say that?

I asked you for a month to get organized.

Why not two, three, four?

I don't need all that time.

I only need a month, I swear to you, and then I promise you ...

Don't promise, Carlo. Please.

- I did not want to hurt you. - Then stop lying.

When you lie you hurt me.

This is not the man I married.

[door closing]

Giovanni Brusca is a repentant, Giusy. Now he is a true repentant.

For me he is dead.

Then you know what you have to do, Vitu '.

You are the boss.

I play ba*ls that our Gorilla is.

I expect you from me. Agree.

We have an identity, Carlo.

Holy sh*t!

- Who goes to Navarre? - You.

- I? Sure? - Yup.

You would have kept my jacket anyway. This audience was already mine.

I'll call you in two hours. Come on!

- Come on! - Here we go.

Good morning.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

- [together] Good morning. - Good morning.

Good morning, Mr. Bagarella.

Registered with Tito Lampredonia. Small and blond.

Why they call him the Gorilla remains a mystery, but it's him.

- Good morning. - Hello.

- Hello. - Hello.

A perfect vivandiere. Uncensored, with a moped and an anonymous face.

Come.

Close.

I have posted four units and 20 men in the dark.

I don't know what I'll tell him.

- This stays between us. - Where are you going?

Trust me, Baron.

It sounds like "The Name of the Rose".

- We needed a quiet place. - Yes but...

Salve.

- Comfortable. - Hello.

- Want to hear the news? - Sure.

He says you have to take a cold bath with pinnules tomorrow.

Pinnule.

Medicine.

Brusca and Iacono said Provenzano is ill.

Wait up.

Gorilla, Iddu will come to Montemaggiore tomorrow to pick them up.

- Him? - I don't know if it's him

but if it's him, it's a big blow to the a*s.

Brusca and Provenzano in four months!

I chief of the police and you minister of justice?

From tomorrow I think about it!

Congratulations, great job.

- Good guys. - Great, Diego.

[phone rings] Lagoglio.

Get your things ready. This time we are really there.

Do you see that you were right to stay? We'll take him tomorrow, Carlo.

New race.

New world.

New life.

Welcome between us.

And old promises.

[door that opens]

Hey.

Hey. How are you?

Very well.

Everything comes together. There is the right energy.

- What do you do? - I'm almost done, I'll join you.

Yup.

Maybe tomorrow I'll take Bernardo Provenzano.

Where are you, Carlo?

Where the f*ck are you, Carlo? Where the f*ck are you?

You're okay, though.

You are rejuvenated.

It will be at least 30 years that ...

Xavier ...

Coward of a cacanidu! Xavier!

It's me! I'm like sh*t without a mustache.

Saverio! Oh!

Not now, Carlo. Holy sh*t, not now.

I'm sorry, you were right.

I had the expiration date stamped on my a*s: it's today.

I've been thinking about it all night.

If I go into this story with you, I don't go out anymore. It's too much.

And Provenzano?

- I do not care. - It's not true.

That's not true, and Teresa would understand.

What's up? Are you tired?

No, I'm not tired.

Indeed, quite the opposite.

It's not even for Teresa.

I do it for me.

For the past 30 years I have forgotten that it is I who need them.

I'm going back to my family.

Do you know why I can do this?

Because now you are here.

Save'...

Is it true that I can leave?

Go, Carlo. Go.

Or.

I go to Elia, after review.

Do not come back.

Not today.

[inaudible voices]

Comodo.

- Just us, doctor? - Only U.S.

Navarre, I am Baron. 'U Gorilla?

Hooked up. We are in the direction of Montemaggiore.

The other units are in place.

We just have to follow him and wait.

Let's enjoy the ride.

Hope it gets us to our destination without any problems.

"Tonight I feel bad, pissed off and tired."

Really? Do you quote Clint too?

Chi?

Come on, it was "Gunny". My ex's favorite movie.

- You're all the same. - Never seen.

Let me understand. Are you a guy who pisses barbed wire and shits b*ll*ts?

One who eats barbed wire, pisses napalm

and puts a ball in the a*s of a flea 200 meters away. "

If you have to mention it, do it right.

- Head. - f*ck, that's not the point.

Where is he going?

Slows. Turn off the headlights.

That leads to a farmhouse, perhaps it has to stop.

If we get in there, it catches us right away.

f*ck! There is a car, we are in the middle!

Sneak in back here.

Come on come on!

Where are you?

Via Lipari, 32nd kilometer, I think.

- It's slowing down. What happens?

Silence, radio. Holy sh*t!

If it is him? If it is Provenzano?

Please, please, please.

- Where are you going? - Let's see where it goes.

[screech of tires] They come back, be ready.

They caught us.

Ready, gentlemen?

Even behind!

f*ck everyone out!

Down! Arms down!

- Police! - Mobile Squad!

Carabinieri of the ROS!

Provenzano is not your responsibility! What did you think you were doing?

It is my responsibility to have followed an indication from Brusca.

A repentant of mine, of my competence.

You have forgotten what we do in here.

We do not go into the investigation of others, but we exchange information.

Two police forces against each other. The dead could escape!

You play alone and drag anyone crazy enough to follow you.

Do you think you are the best? We've been following the Gorilla for three months!

Three months! And you burned us.

Three months? And what have you been up to with ROS in three months?

Scusi?

What did you discover in three months? I close the investigation in three months.

How come in DDA I have never heard of the Gorilla?

- What the f*ck are you doing, are you attacking now? - The magistrates share.

We at ROS conduct investigations, we know when to collectivize.

We're here to share, right? Then let's share.

Brusca indicated other supporters of Provenzano.

But Navarre works there, because Brusca is at Police level.

I would be delighted. It is not a w*r between law enforcement.

- Please, say. - "Minutes of 5 October.

Brusca says he doesn't know where Provenzano is

but indicates as possible supporters

Except Toscanelli della Guadagna. "Can it be intercepted?

No need, he's already a ROS confidant.

"Andrea Tuminelli from Belmonte."

We are working on it.

"Santi Licata from Montemaggiore Belsito."

We are behind him too.

Don Paolino Mosca of Prizzi.

- We're after him. - Go f*ck yourself!

- f*ck you, everyone! - Now stop! Come with me.

What the f*ck are you doing?

Are they already working on those names and you get mad?

Andrea ... do you know who Don Paolino Mosca is?

Nobody! I made it up!

Do you realize what's going on here?

Serradifalco, Iacono k*lled ...

They don't want others to work on Provenzano!

You are crazy, you are not lucid.

Or maybe I'm too bad to be here and see you sleep.

Wake the f*ck up! So we didn't tell you anything.

What the f*ck are you saying? I've always saved your a*s!

Did you think that I would betray you, that I would stop you?

Betrayed no, stopped yes.

You are a disappointment, Baron. Seriously.

You didn't understand anything about me

what I do for you every moment.

Put a day, a month, a year to recover, it doesn't matter.

For a while I don't want to see your face in here anymore. Disappear.

Oh!

[dial tone]

What are you doing today, Leonardo?

In what sense, doctor? You tell me.

I want to meet your girlfriend. It's a good idea, isn't it?

Let's go outside or come to us. Me, Giada, you and her.

Yes, that seems like a good idea to me.

- I'll call her ... - But Giada doesn't answer me.

I do not know where.

Why don't you answer me?

Neither at home nor on the cell phone. He does not reply me.

Call Lombardo, get me to tell you where he is.

[inaudible voices]

- Did he take off? - No, it's still there.

I want to keep it as much as possible.

In short ... passes among everyone, stops in front of him

and says: "Do you know Marco Caramagna?"

And he, with his a*s face, goes: "No, prof, never seen."

I hadn't studied sh*t, what was I supposed to do?

Sure.

[sirens] Sorry.

Get back.

Gentlemen, please stay back.

What are you doing here?

You are beautiful.

You didn't answer me, Giada. I wanted to be with you.

I'm with them, Saverio.

They are my university friends, I met them here.

Do you prefer to stay here?

Okay, let's stay.

It will do me good.

I had a sh*t day.

I screwed up and I don't know if it works out.

Will you introduce them to me?

I'm sorry, but ...

I meant alone.

I'll join you at home.

See you later.

Here we go.

[door that opens]

How long haven't you and I been laughing?

I tell you.

From the Brusca arrest.

What have you been doing all this time?

You pretended nothing happened.

I was afraid.

I don't know how to fix it anymore.

Maybe I can go to that psychologist.

- Maybe I can ... - You could take a hot air balloon ...

take me up to heaven

let me find my name written with clouds ...

to then go underground.

I'm tired.

I'm tired, Xavier.

I need you.

I need me ...

or there will be nothing left of it.

Do not leave me.

Not now.

I can't do it now.

I don't even know where to start without you.

I didn't know either.

It won't be that easy.

Never the same roads, never the same times.

Barone is not a habitual type.

Sooner or later that cuckold stops.

Everyone stops, Carmine.

Here we go.

They say that Vitale is arming himself. He decided to go his own way.

We've had far too much patience.

Do not make your blood bitter, my Pietro.

But now take it off my ba*ls forever.

Finally!

Finally what?

- I've been waiting for you for three days. - Why?

I want my g*n back.

To do what?

I have to k*ll one.

- Do you have to k*ll one? - Yup.

If I'm not indiscreet, who?

It doesn't matter, he's a piece of sh*t, he's worth nothing.

Oh! The g*n!

Ooh!

Stop.

Let me understand ... Are you fond of the g*n or were you waiting for me?

Eh?

In the hope that I would ask you what I asked you?

Ah ... Then answer the questions in kind. Who?

- My father. - Congratulations. Why?

He's an as*h*le, he's the one beating me.

- Why? - He's a shitty Communist.

The next time I steal something, call the police.

So young and already so pathetic?

Luckily I took the g*n, otherwise you were already in jail.

Now I'll tell you something.

I also have one that bothers me, but k*lling him is the last thing.

- Do you know why? - No.

I solve these matters in another way.

I make him an enemy. A great and strong enemy.

Then enough, I wait for them to slaughter each other to survive.

Wait up.

I don't know how this is done.

I can teach you.

But you are ready ...

for the sacrifice?

You are ready...

to deliver a message of w*r?

Why did you lock yourself in, Renato? What the f*ck are you doing?

Nothing, dad. I'm not doing anything.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry I wasn't paying attention.

- Wait. - What happens?

Not having understood. - Let's go back inside.

Sucked into my darkness.

Blinded by the selfishness and anger that I carry inside.

[bell]

Yes, yes.

They are going up. Wait here.

- Let me put the door! - No need, doctor.

Okay, I'll wait here.

Sorry, sorry.

Sorry.

I'm sorry I only realized it in helplessness.

Like a lucid epiphany of what was going to happen.

You have your own way of working things out.

I sent a message, I spread the word

and I made sure it gets to the cops.

Now everyone knows they have to worry about Vitale.

Now, Renato, if you want ...

you can tell me about your father.

- You wanted to see me? - Yes. Please, take a seat.

I started the protection procedure for you.

It was inevitable after what happened.

Andrea...

Whoever gets rid of b*ll*ts does not intend to use them.

In recent years, hundreds of threats have arrived.

There are not only the b*ll*ts, but two reliable interceptions.

They confirm a possible attack on you.

You're in Vitale's sights.

I'm working on it. Give me some leeway.

You do not understand.

You will stay in a place of maximum security. End of freedom.

From now on, you can't even get close to a window anymore.

These are my provisions.

For what you caused, you are no longer the attorney

for San Giuseppe Jato, Brancaccio, Bagheria and Corleone.

You are raging! Feel free to force me to quit smoking!

Good idea.

- Why are you throwing this sh*t on me? - It is the ideal condition!

Ideal? For what?

To get where we have not yet arrived.

To Provenzano, to Pietro Aglieri.

Xavier ...

You will act alone, in secret. Only you will know what you do.

If you trust someone, it's a good time to call them.

You will pretend to be a downsized PM, afraid of dying, flying low

he walks close to the walls, does not give interviews.

A shadow, which is satisfied with a low butcher shop.

Can you be what you are not?

Yes, Andrea, I can do it.

Don't answer me right away.

Think about it and think about it.

Pope!

Have you seen? I made it to pick you up.

- I'll come every day. - Well, every day ...

Come here now and hug dad.

I couldn't put them in danger.

I couldn't ask him to pay the price I was willing to pay.

October 23, 1996 ...

I was afraid.

My heart broke.

And I died.

To fight another w*r.

A w*r I wasn't ready for.

A w*r I knew too little about.

Dark, of alliances, of real or presumed intrigues.

Greedy for blood.

Ex cacanidu.

Ex kamikaze.

Former PM of the Prosecutor's Office.

Ex husband.

To defend the only promise I've ever managed to keep ...

[creaking of the bed]

Get them all.