02x06 - It's w*r

[bunniefuu]

The two fighters are sizing each other up.

After all, it's the first time
they have met inside the ring.

We have the Frenchman,

who is clearly trying to get a fix
on the reactions of our fighter, Fernini.

You won't eat pasta,
but you will eat potato chips?

...have gone quiet at the moment.

But now he's on the att*ck
and is unleashing a barrage of punches.

Fernini is protecting himself,
he's keeping his guard up...

Which one's ours?

The one on the right, Romolo.
Can't you tell?

Can you tell me where your father is?

Where else?
With the same whore as always.

Come on!
We're going to destroy that bum!

Well...
We'll know the winner at the finish line.

Romolo, what's that?

Come on.

- What is it?
- I don't know.

You stay here.
And don't move no matter what, okay?

To what do I owe this visit, Inspector?

I want the truth about Gabriele Marchilli.

I don't know who that is. I'm sorry.

You do know him.

You know his father, too.
His name was Franco Marchilli.

Inspector,
are you here in an official capacity?

Tell me what Gabriele has to do
with his father's death and I'll go.

That's the only thing that interests me.

I assure you nothing will happen to you.

Why? What's supposed to happen to me?

Tell me.

I have nothing to say.

I could make her vanish in an instant.

No, don't bother.

Not worth it.

The truth is I never expected
to join forces with my opponents.

But try to put yourselves in my shoes.

How can I ask
the people who voted for me, my voters,

to support a party that has not understood
what is going on in our city?

Rome has to become a safe city once again.

And in two days
that will again be possible,

so I implore you to use your vote well,
vote for the Right.

You nearly convinced me too.

[in Sinti] [We've got the coke,
they control the squares.]

[I don't see a solution.]

[It's ours, if we all band together.]

[Ostia has got to be ours.]

[A turf w*r.
You want to start a turf w*r?]

[We made a deal with the Ostia families
and they didn't respect it.]

[I want to do what's right.]

Look, we're not playing games here, Ma.
I say a w*r in Ostia would be su1c1de.

Given what you did,
you shouldn't even say the word "Ostia".

But he's right.

We need to find a different way,
maybe a smarter one.

Like to keep begging people
to be our allies?

That doesn't seem so smart.
They all treat us like dirt.

With no respect.

It's time to go get out
and get that respect.

Wow!
When did you prepare that little speech?

Last night? Didn't you sleep?

What's that?

It's just that,
coming from my mother's errand boy,

it seems a bit weird to me.

[Manfredi wouldn't have
never wasted time squabbling.]

[He would have gone and taken Ostia.]

Your mother is about to screw up.
It'll backfire, you'll see.

Yes, so we have to stay on our toes.

- Let me know everything that happens.
- Why? Where are you going?

To talk to your friend?

Since you two started making trouble again
you're always in a rush.

If this family has got to the point
of being able to talk to the guys in Ostia

it's all thanks to you.

And I don't want to f*ck it all up
with a w*r.

That's why I'm going to talk to him.

It's business, that's all.

Be careful.

You, too.

There are two of you now.

- We've got an appointment.
- An appointment with whom?

With Spadino.

Alberto, Spadino.
He told me he lives here.

Hey! Leave it, I'll deal with this.

Who the f*ck are you? What do you want?

Alberto, what are you doing?

You can't be here, you know that.
You've got to go.

- I haven't heard from you in days.
- I know, Teo. I'm sorry.

But you can't be here, it's dangerous.

Go on, get lost.

Hey! You've got to go.

I told you to get lost, go!

It's nothing, just a dickhead DJ
bothering me about playing at our club.

Rome has to become a safe city once again.

Those were the words
Amedeo Cinaglia used to announce his...

The champion of homeland security.

The sheriff
with a star-shaped badge on his chest.

...his campaign in the run-off election
was a bold political...

You were right about Cinaglia.

It took you a while to get that, eh?

It's just
that I've been thinking about it a lot.

I thought this city
was close to his heart.

But all that's on his mind
is his own f*cking sh*t.

The mess during the evacuation
was his doing.

I'm listening.

He's joined up with three criminals.

These guys are basically
out to stir up trouble in Rome.

All kinds of trouble, it doesn't matter
as long as people talk about it.

And the Right wins votes.

And who are these three geniuses?

A gypsy, the last Adami and a cop.

Sound familiar?

Cinaglia was screwing with me.

But he doesn't know who he's messing with.

Adriano, tell me something.

Are you ready to come back?

- I'm ready to do what's right.
- Then let's do it together.

You managed to get him to talk once,
find a way to make him do it again.

I'll take care of the other three.

You can talk.

My mother has convinced the whole family
to make w*r in Ostia.

They have dr*gs and weapons enough
to take it all.

- I could put barriers near the squares.
- No.

- How many are there?
- There are lots of us, you know that.

So let's be ready.

You guys think it's a bad think, huh?

Well, I don't.

What have you got in mind?

The campaign wraps up today,
I don't have much time.

I don't need much.

Do you know what Cinaglia
is doing to gain support for the Right?

No. And I don't give a damn
about my ex-husband.

And if I told you he organized the mess
in Ostia during the evacuation?

Do you have proof?

There is no proof for some things.

Then it's just speculation.

In the polls right now
the Right is gaining on you guys.

You're in need of help, now.
From the Vatican, for instance.

And I can get it for you.

But then you'll have to lend me a hand.

But the Vatican isn't publicly backing
either political party.

Today Nascari
is giving his installation speech.

He's a man who knows
how to talk to the faithful.

He could make it clear that it's better
to stick with the status quo.

I'll listen
to the Cardinal's speech carefully.

What a lovely couple.

Excuse the tardiness,
there's been a change of plans.

- We'll do what we promised, but in Ostia.
- Ostia again?

Fellas, the campaign is coming to a close.
We have to create panic all over Rome.

We'll do where I say.

Okay?

If we say so,
you've got to trust us.

So what did you have in mind?

We'll set off a w*r
in the middle of a residential area.

That way you politicians can say
it's not just a refugee problem.

People will be scared
to leave their houses.

But they'll get out to vote,
and they'll vote for you.

For the Right.

All right.

Make it w*r on a grand scale.

I'll let you know
what my mother's planning.

Good.

Lele, get the cops off my ass.

Don't worry. I'll take care of it.

I've got to get a few people together.

This time we're not going to f*ck it up.

Let's go.

What is it that doesn't convince you?

Let's say it all goes well.

You'll be in City Hall and they'll be
out in the streets dealing dr*gs.

And me?

I thought you wanted
to rid yourself of Samurai.

Yeah, sure. But that's not enough for me.

Without him,
a woman like you can do as she pleases.

A woman like me.

What is it that you want, Sara?

I want my migrants back.

Do you know where they've taken them?

Not yet. But I'll find out soon.

While they were evacuating the camp
I saw the Countess talking to Nascari.

She has been making money
off the poor for years.

But there's something else that I want.

Once you're in City Hall I want you
to set up a commission on migrants.

And you'll assign my charity
with housing and caring for the migrants.

Is this some kind of blackmail?

No.

It's a deal.

Look at it that way.

You've come to ask me a favor.

And you have
nothing to say about Giunti?

What should I say?

I'm very sorry.

I've worked as a missionary
in some real hellholes, believe me.

But things like that
don't happen in those places.

And do you know why?

Because there v*olence
at least has a reason.

It has a reason here, too, Your Eminence.

For instance, there are people who fall
and those who take their place.

But no one told you to do that to him.

But you knew that was possible.

And if I were to not mention
the run-off election at all in my speech?

Would that happen to me too?

Are you afraid, Your Eminence?

I'm not afraid of anything.

Angelica?

Oh! Angelica?

How are you?

I'm a wreck,
but they say it's a good sign.

- What? Vomiting?
- Vomit a little and it's a boy, they say.

This is the first time.

Well, don't eat too much.

It's got nothing to do with what you eat.

Oh...

Listing, things are stirring here.

- What is it?
- They're going to Ostia tonight.

They want to att*ck the Northern zone.

What'll we do?

Tell your father
to let my mother take care of it.

Why? What you got in mind?

Don't worry,
I'll be around for the little guy.

Christ, Aureliano!

Not eating, not drinking, not smoking.
What's with you?

The gypsies want to occupy my turf.

The Northern zone.

What'll you do?

- Call the families together?
- Yes. I need Spadino and Lele too.

First I have to do something else.

Let's go.

Come on.

The biggest son of a bitch around

This false world with no love for me

Got a name for everyone

And electing the worst there is

Pages of soap-operas, newspapers

All lined up, just business

Bits of the future bartered to be the boss

Hey! And they talk about me

'Cause I'm the only one who fights

In this hip-hop talk show

That's all about imitation

Shut up in an office waiting for Christmas

Not even trying to make a change, oh!

It's enough for me to fight
And give the middle finger

On the radio

And then, scorn me, slow me down

Wonderful!

Yesterday, today and always

My w*r is different

All I need to fight

Silence is consent

Hi, Flavio.

I need to talk to your dad.

This is my tarantula

It burns like barbecue

Now it's time to show it off

With your good peace

Bring me another fairy tale

Because I don't like this one

And even if this isn't w*r
There's still going to be a slaughter

I don't know what you are saying

But it's one hell of a good show

But, I'm sorry, because I'm not with it

And good peace

I don't believe you anymore

Hi, Romolo.

I hope you've got good news.

Do you have stuff you promised?

No, we've got a problem.

The gypsies.

The deal with the families fell apart,
they want to take the Northern zone.

- Tonight.
- How do you know?

- I know, that's all.
- Lately you've been talking a lot of sh*t.

Your son's grown up, eh?

I need you, Romolo.

To finish off those pieces of sh*t.

Do you realize I've been looking after you
since you were a kid?

I looked out for you
more than for my own son.

And now I'm sick as hell
of fighting other people's wars.

I'm sorry, Aureliano.

This time you'll have to do it alone.

Family comes first, right?

Bye, Romolo.

Let's go.

- What's going on?
- I thought of something.

I need a hand.

Can we do a live broadcast
this evening or tomorrow?

Yeah, sure.

- Great. Let me know.
- Are you planning something?

So I can prepare for the show better.

Do something.

Before going to the radio station
take a stroll around Ostia tonight.

Why am I here?

Because I've thought over
what you asked me.

Did you remember
who Gabriele Marchilli is?

Listen, I'll tell you what I know,
but on two conditions.

We've never seen each other.

And you resolve it with him on your own.

Okay.

He m*rder*d Tullio Adami.

And he set his father against an Adami
and an Anacleti, and they k*lled him.

Was Gabriele there?

No. He screwed all three of them
without getting his hands dirty.

Hey.

Hold on, Adriano,
I can't understand a f*cking thing.

In Ostia? Are you certain?

Okay, thanks.

That's the situation.

So now, whoever's got balls is with me.

And is going to w*r
with those pieces of sh*t.

Whoever thinks differently can f*ck off,
I don't need you.

Where's Romolo? I don't see him.

Romolo isn't here.

Think about what I'm saying.

So are you with me or not?

We're with you.

POLICE

You know you're making a mistake.

You worry about the baby.

We're ready.

- [in Sinti] [Then let's take Ostia.]
- [Let's go!]

I've found out Cinaglia's next move.

Tonight in Ostia
he's going to unleash a g*ng w*r.

I can already see
tomorrow's newspaper headlines.

The Right is preparing to level
the final blow at the last minute.

And what can I do?

The police have to stop it from happening.

Do you know why I picked you
from your party

and not a man like your husband,
for example.

Because people like Forsini
just take bribes and that's it.

But you're a fighter.

Nascari's declaration of support,

I'm still waiting for it.

Whoa! Calm down now.

I'm as calm as can be, can't you tell?

There they are.

Where the f*ck are they going?

They're attacking somewhere else.

Try to figure out where they're headed.
I'll call Aureliano.

f*ck.

Huh?

Which way?

I'll talk to you later.
Let me know what happens.

Call Romolo,
tell him the gypsies are coming.

Listen here,
two cars are heading Romolo's way.

I have to go there.

- You take care of things here.
- Don't worry about it, Aureliano.

We've got this.

Come on.

Let's go.

Lorenzo, you guys go over there.
You two come with me.

How the hell can you live this way, huh?

Your father lived his life for you
and you let him die like a dog.

Walk.

- Mara...
- I said walk.

[in Sinti] [There's no one here.]

- What are you going to do?
- I want you to tell me the whole truth.

I want to hear you say
that you're the one who got Franco k*lled.

Bullshit!

It's not bullshit, Lele.

I know everything.

I know you k*lled Tullio Adami.

What the f*ck did you do, Lele?

What the f*ck have you become?

You're a k*ller, Lele.

You know what your father told me?

Shut up!

That it would've been better
to not have a son like you.

Shut up!

- Shut up!
- Lele!

- Shut up!
- No! Lele!

- Shut up!
- Lele!

- Shut up, bitch!
- Lele!

Lele! Lele, no!

Oh, wake up! Come on.

Flavio!

Hey! Back again?

I have to talk to your dad.

Why?

Romolo!

Get everything ready.

- The gypsies are coming. Got to go!
- What do you mean?

Yes.

It's this way out!

Get them to this side.

Nadia! Get over here!

Now!

Come on!

Flavio! Come on!

Come on!

Come on!

Flavio!

No, no!

Romolo... Romolo!

Dad!

Dad!

Dad!

- Dad!
- Stop! Police!

- We have to go!
- Dad!

Stop, police!

g*ns down!

Face the ground!

Get on the ground!

- We've got to go.
- Don't touch me!

Don't touch me.

What the f*ck did you do?

You did it in the end.

You got him k*lled.

...the timely police intervention...

The police only show up during elections.

If it hadn't been for them
we would have won for sure.

When Romans feel safe
they always vote for the Left.

Yeah, sure, but the police arrived late.

They fired right in a residential complex.
People won't forget that.

Yes, but it's not enough.

So make sure it's enough.

Talk about it being a w*r
that puts everybody in danger.

Hey.

You'll see, people will listen to you.

...in Ostia.

Whether it was a drug deal gone wrong
or a w*r over turf is unclear.

But many citizens heard g*nf*re
shortly before the arrival of the police.

- It clearly wasn't a planned raid.
- What is it?

- Instead it appears the police...
- They cancelled my live radio interview.

The victims include the man
the public prosecutor believes to be

the boss of the small clan that controlled

drug dealing the in area,
Romolo Lucci, 50 years old of Ostia.

He was the focus of police investigations
on more than one occasion

for the possession
of unregistered firearms

and drug dealing...

The police should have shut it down
before the w*r broke out.

You told me too late.

They did what they could.
And it seems they made a lot of arrests.

- It wasn't enough.
- We prevented the worst.

The Right didn't gain the advantage
it was hoping for.

I did my part. You promised me something.

Nascari.

- When is he giving the speech?
- Keep calm.

Do I look like a guy
who sits on his hands?

Let's hear it.

What do you have to offer?

Something even bigger.

Cinaglia.