01x05 - Eleonora

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Father, I don't feel loved.

Aldo doesn't see me, or hear me,

his mind's always elsewhere.

You need to win him back with

your love, don't give up.

Don't forget

the enormous responsibility

weighing on your husband's shoulders:

-Italy.

-Yes, of course.

I have to take care of everything.

Not just material necessities,

the organization of the house and

kids, with whom it's hard to talk.

So does he, he listens to them out

of responsibility. He's their father.

but I can see that if he could,

he'd lock himself up in his office

writing nice speeches for Italians.

He stays out of fatherly duty.

The other day, Maria Fida and Agnese

were quarreling, a trivial matter.

And he couldn't find the words

to placate them.

An "enough", said raising his voice.

Nothing.

I don't know, sometimes I feel a sort

of discord, hatred, towards me too.

Forgive me, ma'am, but it's you

who doesn't love him. You don't

even make dinner for him.

-How do you know?

-You told me.

It is as if you want

to humiliate him.

It's in the spirit of the Gospel.

Love is not a trade, an exchange,

I love you if you love me no.

I love you even though you don't

love me, you understand?

All these honors, these privileges,

drivers rushing

to open car doors for me,

I don't care about all that!

Actually, they irritate me.

I know that I should be pleased

and grateful,

but instead I'm really angry.

Sometimes I just want to slap him!

Am I crazy?

Excuse me, there's something

that I don't understand.

Let's go.

MARCH 16

VIA FANI 9:30 A.M.

-Let her through.

-No, you can't come through.

-She's President Moro's wife.

-I'm sorry, but I have my orders.

Let her through.

Make way, please.

Come, I'll escort you.

Please.

My husband? Is he dead?

They took him away,

but we presume he's still alive.

-Where are his other bags?

-What other bags?

He has five bags. In one is

the medication that he needs.

We didn't find any bag with

medication, they must have taken it.

Thank goodness.

This colleague doesn't have any ID,

so we can't identify him.

It's Raffaele Iozzino.

-What?

-Raffaele Iozzino.

Raffaele Iozzino.

-There's a car, Mrs. Moro.

-Let them through.

-Should I come with you?

-No, I'll call you if needs be.

Father, you haven't given me

absolution.

Mrs. Moro!

-Who's at home?

-Maria Fida.

-And Luca?

-He's playing in his room.

Please, send Luca away.

My husband is coming,

Luca doesn't know.

Ma'am, what should I do?

Should I go grocery shopping?

Yes, groceries, of course.

Check what we need.

Don't speak to the reporters, tell

them you work for another family.

Mute, not rude, mute.

And unplug the phone.

No, don't unplug it!

Senator.

-It's unheard of! Unacceptable!

-Yes.

Come in.

Please don't cry.

My grandson's here, he's only three.

Yes, I'm sorry. I can't control it.

Aldo.

Aldo.

How could anyone have

Go home, please.

How could anyone have conceived

such a thing and actually do it?

Senator.

Did you come here

to be comforted by us?

Please go home.

Tell our friends that for now

we wish to stay at home

and not see anyone. We prefer to keep

to ourselves and stay here.

Please leave, thank you.

Goodbye.

-Goodbye.

-Go.

The party whips met.

There was a long series

of consultations with Ingrao.

Now Zaccagnini is coming in.

He is greeted by Segni,

who opposed the government

championed by Moro.

Segni offers Zaccagnini

his sympathy

Kids, we must prepare

for a long wait.

They'll tell us not to do anything,

to stay at home.

I know already.

Your dad said it during

the Sossi kidnapping too:

"Let the judiciary take care of it,

it's their job."

-Has anyone called Anna?

-I'll let her know.

Please try not to upset her

in her condition.

We sadly announce

the death of the fifth member

of the escort on security duty

for the president of the DC.

His name is Francesco Zizzi.

There are no eyewitnesses

from Moro's escort.

All five officers assigned to Moro

were brutally slain.

All five were police officers

or carabinieri.

I'm sorry.

I had a feeling

it could end up like this.

Today is a day of mourning.

RALLY OF THE THREE TRADE UNIONS

It is a dramatic moment

in the life of this country

- Sir.

- Good morning.

I'll go.

-Benigno.

-Corrado.

No, that's enough.

Mom, Zaccagnini is here.

Nora.

We'll do everything

in our power to free Aldo.

We'll bring Aldo home,

I promise you.

-If he's alive.

-He's alive.

The whole of Italy is mobilized,

we'll free him.

Excuse me, I need to make a call.

We are facing

a small group of assassins!

-Ma'am, my deepest condolences.

-My husband isn't dead yet.

Hello?

Mrs. Leonardi, it's Eleonora Moro.

Listen, I

I want to tell you that

My pain isn't comparable to yours,

death is irreparable, of course.

But I want to tell you that I, my

children, Luca, my whole family,

not just Aldo,

we all loved your husband.

And

as much as it is in our power

we will help you,

protect you,

we will never abandon you.

And then

I'm deeply religious, as are you.

I believe your husband is in

Heaven and he is listening to us.

I'm not saying this

because I want to comfort you.

I know you are too intelligent to

Ma'am, can you hear me?

Are you there? Ma'am?

Yes, I can hear you.

It's just that I don't know

what to say.

Everyone wants to encourage me,

comfort me.

But I don't want to be comforted,

I don't want to cry.

Ma'am, I

I can't

I'm sending you a big hug.

Mr. President.

Mr. President.

After you, Mr. President.

Mr. President.

Good morning.

This way, please.

Good morning, Mr. President.

Where's Eleonora?

She's coming.

Mom, the President's here.

Mom!

Nora.

I have no words.

Every word that comes to mind pales

in the face of this catastrophe

that is taking place.

But I am certain of this,

convinced, sure:

all Italy is with you.

We shall attempt the impossible,

those criminals will have no respite.

My children.

So many hugs.

MARCH 18

FUNERAL OF THE OFFICERS

The Holy Father Paul VI

has expressly appointed me

in this moment of solemn,

anguished and trusting prayer,

to share his spiritual presence,

his word of comfort

to the victims' families,

his solidarity

with the one who,

unjustly held prisoner,

is present here in spirit,

in prayer for those who much more

than colleagues and assistants

were his friends and sons.

And extends to the authorities

his wish

that their harmony

in the united efforts

may restore order and justice,

and increase and grow the trust

which the Italian people

need so much at this time.

Don't leave me, my love!

Don't leave!

This is your w*r, not ours!

MORO IS ALIVE, HERE'S THE PHOTO

MORO TO BE "TRIED" BY THE BR

Is that shirt his?

It's looser.

He's thinner.

Are they giving him his medication?

Why wouldn't they? They can get it

with fake prescriptions.

He looks resigned to me.

-What do you suppose he's thinking?

-Who has ever understood that!

No, it's his usual expression.

-Maybe they've drugged him.

-Why would they?

I don't know, sleeping pills

to keep him calm.

He doesn't seem injured.

Maybe there was no need, right?

And the lavatory?

They will have thought of that.

There'll be a chemical toilet.

Dad is obsessed with hygiene, he

washes his hands every ten minutes!

-You think those b*stards care?

-Why do you use that language?

-What are they, then?

-They are what they are,

but we are Christians. "Love

your enemy", have you forgotten?

They must pay, they have no excuse,

but we are Christians and we must

understand and forgive them.

A life sentence isn't enough.

Now we must focus

all our energy on one thing:

free Dad and that's it.

See if there is a BR member

lurking among your friends.

-Please!

-Why must you always provoke people?

Why not? Your movement

has always been against him

and you also called him a reactionary

old man who doesn't get young people.

All this bickering is pointless!

Did the escort really

keep their weapons in the trunk?

If he had an armored car?

It's not true he didn't want one!

Christ is risen.

MARCH 26

EASTER SUNDAY

Our Lord Jesus Christ

is risen from the dead

and has begun a new life,

for himself and for mankind.

The body of Christ.

Amen.

-The body of Christ.

-Amen.

-The body of Christ.

-Amen.

Please start.

I am three.

Now go to Mommy

so you can open the egg.

Kids, I have something to tell you.

I bought a bit of land

in the Torrita Tiberina cemetery

to build a small chapel

that will become our family chapel.

I know it's not a fun topic.

Will we all be there together?

It will be able to accommodate us all

even if, God willing,

the family should grow.

As they say where I come from,

may we all still be together

in a hundred years.

There's time, Dad.

Let's drop it,

especially today on Easter.

Better to think of these things

in advance.

We better break the egg.

If you want, we can go to Torrita

in the coming weeks to take a look.

Everybody off to the cemetery.

Do you want the egg?

Luca, it's time for the egg.

-Easy.

-One, two, three, go.

Hard!

Go, Luca. Yay, it broke!

The last one at the end.

This is our chapel.

One, two, three.

There are four places on either side.

Underneath there are

four more places.

I thought they were further ahead

with the work. I want to see.

No, don't worry.

MARCH 29

It's Dad's handwriting.

This is for you.

This is for Cossiga.

This is for me.

-He wants to negotiate in secrecy.

-And me to mediate with Cossiga.

Do you have to deliver it?

Do it now.

Make some photocopies first.

I wouldn't like them to disappear.

My dearest Noretta,

on the occasion of Easter

I'm sending you

all my warmest

and most affectionate wishes,

with much tenderness for our family

and especially for the little one.

It is the first time in 33 years

that we spend Easter apart.

And in a few days,

our 33rd wedding anniversary

will pass without us meeting.

I'd like you to ask Agnese

to keep you company at night,

to occupy my place in the bed and

check the gas is turned off.

-Mom

-Yes.

What do you think of the letter?

I don't remember a letter

since we were engaged

that began with "Dearest Noretta".

It's as if the Aldo I knew as a girl

has reawakened,

the fiancé, the husband,

the father

that only we know.

A sort of miracle.

And we know him well.

We are his family.

Forgive me, Agnese,

I'd like to be alone.

-I'm sorry.

-No, it's fine.

Good night.

-Check the gas.

-Yes.

IS MORO INSANE?

ALDO MORO IS INSANE

Hi, Nora.

We can't do otherwise.

He himself says he may be forced

to say things

that could damage the state.

So you pass him off as crazy.

It's written, psychologists,

psychiatrists.

No one has said anything like that,

the papers exaggerate,

chasing headlines.

They say what he wrote

is due to the condition he's in.

Imprisoned, threatened

The BR have forced this strategy

on us by making the letter public.

It would be different

if they hadn't done that.

We must say those aren't

Aldo's free thoughts.

Of course,

because it's clear they're not.

They're not?

The letters show

that Aldo is in his right mind,

because they express his state of

mind perfectly. What insanity?

In the depths of his soul,

he has always been a mediator,

a man of good sense,

the soul of a Christian Democrat.

That's what Christian Democrats

are like, or should be. Christians!

-He only asks for negotiation.

-The state must hold firm.

In other circumstances,

Aldo would support the same thing.

Our first duty is to defend

the institutions from BR blackmail.

So he has to die,

even though no one dares to say it.

No, no one has said it,

or even thought it!

You forced him to be the president,

he didn't want to.

He's paying for the whole DC.

It could have been you in his place

and Aldo would have done

the impossible to save you!

You instead say that he's crazy

and don't want to do anything.

Andreotti can't say Aldo is not

to be held morally responsible!

How dare he?

The tortuosity of a snake!

We are doing the impossible!

Believe me.

But if we agree to negotiate today,

it would be a sign of weakness.

So you don't want to negotiate.

This is the proof of it.

Aldo has to die!

Negotiating would not make

freeing Aldo any simpler.

It's for his own good, trust me.

Immediate capitulation

has always been a losing strategy.

Bye.

Bye.

They want him dead.

They've already decided,

all of them.

They want a martyr,

crucified like Christ.

To get him k*lled, wash their

hands of him and then sanctify him.

That's how it will be, Mom.

Enough with prudence,

we have to talk, shout, scream!

-I want to scream!

-No.

Maria Fida, I beg you,

I implore you.

The situation is too delicate,

it takes a second to ruin everything.

You're upset, as we all are,

but stop it.

Dad is still alive.

One word and

everything can fall apart.

If you really love your father,

leave this house.

And don't say a word to anyone.

Go back to your house, be with

Luca, if you really love him.

I beg you.

-Don Giuseppe!

-Please, get back!

No photos!

No photos!

Sister, wait for me here.

-Good morning. Is your mother home?

-Yes.

Mom, it's Don Giuseppe.

Forgive me for showing up

unannounced, but for a few days

the mother superior

from the convent of San Clemente

would like to speak to you.

She has sensational news.

Why didn't she go to the police?

She tried.

But they won't listen to her.

She's not a fanatic, is she?

No, I'd never allow that,

I guarantee it.

She's downstairs,

if you'd care to meet her.

We can go up.

No, I didn't imagine it.

I saw your husband

with my own two eyes.

A few days after the kidnapping,

I saw a car pull up

in the courtyard of the building

opposite the convent.

A blindfolded man

was pulled out of the trunk.

I saw it from the bathroom window,

standing on the lavatory.

I don't know why I climbed up there,

it was an intuition, no other reason.

Then in the next few days,

from the same position

I saw police cars

with their sirens turned off

and civilian cars coming and going.

In short, a lot of activity.

And a priest brought in by car,

also blindfolded, who was let in

through the front door.

I'm sorry, but were you

at the window all day?

Of course not.

Only when I heard movement, I'd go.

In short, comings and goings.

And incomprehensible screams.

In a foreign language, I think,

but I don't know languages, only

Italian, Latin and a little Greek.

-Did you tell the police?

-Yes, of course.

But they don't believe me.

They think I'm crazy.

It's convenient,

they think everyone's crazy.

If you disagree, you're crazy.

It's the easiest way out.

But when the crazy party has the

majority, we'll see what happens.

They'll change their minds,

but it'll be too late.

Very well. Write down

the address of the convent.

Don't you want to come now?

No, she has to act prudently.

First she has to inform

the Ministry of the Interior.

Mother, thank you.

Thank you so much,

if you'll excuse me.

I'll be expecting you.

-Hello?

-Francesco, it's Eleonora,

a nun came to me

Hi. I know everything,

she's a visionary.

But you said you're open

to everyone, mediums, clairvoyants!

Not anymore, we can't risk them

accusing us again.

We don't want to be insulted again,

the generals have had enough.

-One month What do you have?

-I can't talk on the phone,

- but we have good cards, have faith.

- Everyone tells me to have faith,

but remember

that you were like a son to Aldo.

He created you. You should have

protected him and you didn't!

And this is why I can't find peace.

Then find him!

- We'll find him.

- No, find him!

Alive because he is alive!

Otherwise, worse for you!

And I ask you this

small generous act.

One lunatic more, one lunatic less,

what changes?

All right, I promise.

No, now!

Since this morning

dozens of divers

APRIL 18

have been searching

the bottom of Lake Duchessa

to verify the validity

of the macabre announcement

contained in a flyer

signed by the Red Brigades,

but whose authenticity

is still dubious,

that communicated

the death of the DC statesman.

The divers' attempts

have been in vain,

the ice is layered in a way that it

doesn't allow a body to be submerged.

Can you stop smoking?

Now the fireman will enter to study

the frozen surface of the lake.

Their efforts continue,

a hole has been made in the ice

before placing the expl*sives.

APRIL 21

MORO ON BORROWED TIME

FIERCE ULTIMATUM

FROM RED BRIGADES

Communiqué number seven was a fake.

The police immediately informed

the Ministry of the Interior,

and yet everyone believed it

and posters were printed:

"Aldo Moro has been m*rder*d,

he lives in our hearts."

Luckily, they were stopped in time.

They can't wait,

they want to be free of him.

It's a 48 hour ultimatum

and 24 have already passed.

Yes, but things are moving.

A notice has reached the Caritas,

apparently from a BR militant.

It says that the president will call

at 8:00 p.m. to speak with you.

-With me?

-Yes.

To prove he is alive and

the channel is reliable.

We must have faith.

Please, let us through.

-Thank you.

-Mrs. Moro!

Come forward.

It's Mrs. Moro! Good morning.

We're all praying for you.

Yes, it's Moro's wife.

God bless you, ma'am.

Welcome, Mrs. Moro. This way.

-Take a seat.

-No, I prefer to stand.

Please, move away.

Thank you.

Hello?

Hello?

- Mrs. Eleonora Moro?

- Yes, speaking.

I know her voice.

- No, it's not her.

- This is Eleonora Moro.

No, let's go, it's a trap.

No, it's me! I am Eleonora Moro!

Please!

APRIL 22

Mom, the Pope's appeal is on, come.

I am writing to you,

men of the Red Brigades.

Restore to freedom,

to his family,

to civilian life,

the Honorable Aldo Moro.

I have no mandate towards him,

nor am I tied to him

by any personal interests,

but I love him as a member of

the great human family,

as a brother in faith

and as a son of the Church of Christ.

And it is in the supreme name

of Christ

that I beg you on my knees:

free the Honorable Aldo Moro,

simply, without conditions

He has given up too.

The day began at 11:00 a.m.

when Secretary Zaccagnini

arrived at party headquarters.

He will publicly express

the great emotion and

the deep gratitude

of all Christian Democrats

for the Pope's noble words

asking for the release of Aldo Moro.

According to Zaccagnini there is hope

that this appeal may be heard.

APRIL 30

Yes?

I am one of those

who is involved with your father.

I have to pass on a final message.

We make this call to be thorough,

because your father insists

that you've been tricked and

perhaps you're assessing things

based on a misunderstanding.

Until now you've done things

that are useless.

Yes.

We believe the die has been cast

and we have made up our minds.

All we can do is carry out what was

stated in communiqué number 8.

-Number 8, which one is that?

-Read it again.

Don't waste my time!

We ask for an immediate and clear

statement from Zaccagnini.

If not, be advised that this is all

we can do.

-Do you understand?

-Yes, I understand perfectly.

There, so only this is possible.

We make this call to be thorough.

A death sentence can't be taken

lightly, not even on our side.

We are aware of the responsibilities

that we have and we would like to

He believes you haven't stepped in

because you're ill advised.

We have done everything we could,

we're prisoners.

No! The problem is political!

The Christian Democracy must step in,

we insisted on that!

It's the only way to enter into

negotiations in the next 48 hours

Sorry, I don't understand.

I'm not authorized to discuss this.

-Sorry.

-I can only communicate this.

Only a direct and clear statement

from Zaccagnini can change this.

We've made up our minds.

Soon the inevitable will happen.

-I have nothing else to say!

-Thank you.

-Office of the President.

-Mrs. Moro for the President.

-Good evening, I'll see if

-It's urgent, my husband

-Hold the line. I'll connect you.

-Thank you.

Mr. President,

the Red Brigades called here.

- I was expecting that.

- Do something. You can .

-You must do something.

-I'll come to you right away.

No, don't come here, do something.

Zaccagnini doesn't listen to me.

-A word from you could

-I will do that.

They want a statement

from Zaccagnini, or

Calm down,

these are t*rror1st phone calls.

You must put pressure on Zaccagnini,

or else

I see.

I see.

I kiss your hand.

He didn't even realize it was me.

He thought I was one of you.

He kept saying "your father".

And then I apologized to him.

I apologized.

I apologized to a m*rder*r,

to your father's jailer.

-And then I even thanked him.

-Mom, Giovanni's here.

Mom.

I went to Zaccagnini like you said.

I explained that to save Dad

a direct and clear action is needed.

From him and from the DC,

otherwise they'll k*ll him.

And what did he say?

He acknowledged it.

Then he said it's a tricky situation:

"Aldo and Italy."

He was very ill at ease.

Nothing else?

Yes, he said that he will summon

the party leadership.

And he started to cry?

Yes.

I'm calling Guerzoni.

Good evening.

I have a message from the family.

"Aldo Moro's family believes

that the DC's attitude

is wholly inadequate

to save Aldo Moro's life.

In all conscience

we can no longer remain silent

in the face of the DC's attitude.

With this appeal, we are expressing

the will of our family member.

He is not able to express it directly

without basically

being declared insane

by almost all of Italian politics

and first and foremost by the DC

and by groups of self-proclaimed

friends and acquaintances of Moro."

Who are these

self-proclaimed friends?

"To avoid a long season of

death and pain,

it is pointless to deny

the harsh reality,

it must instead be faced

with clear-sighted courage.

The Moro family."

What does the family

intend to do now?

Where is President Moro?

President Moro?

-He's upstairs in makeup.

-Where is that?

I'll take you.

Professor!

Excuse me, they want to talk to you.

Are you Mrs. Moro?

-Yes, excuse me.

-No, wait.

I'm Professor Cappuccio, I teach

history of theater at the university.

They're just some students of mine.

I wanted to indulge them in an

experiment of a gaze on reality.

They're young, enthusiastic,

they need to experiment,

but it is a respectful work,

not at all ideological.

It's not for economic gain,

it's simply a university exercise.

In fact, I hope that when your

husband is freed he can see it.

I know he is very fond

of young people.

Yes, forgive me if I disturbed you.

Carry on.

All reference to people

and real events

has been artistically elaborated

by the authors.

The roles have been reinterpreted

for dramatic purposes.

Any connection with real people

is therefore purely coincidental.