Romanzo Criminale

This way, father.

In the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit.

Well, my son, what is the problem this time

that brings you to ask for Our Lord's help at 6 o'clock in the morning?

The same problem, priest.

I have the devil inside me, and I want you to get him out.

We are all subjected to the temptations of the devil.

No, priest, you don't get it. I really do have the devil inside me.

He makes me hear voices, he makes me see things.

And what has he shown you this time?

I had a dream the other night.

I was carrying out a burglary in a house

full of jewellery, silverware, fur coats.

I turn round and see St. Peter, Joseph and the Madonna...

...with the baby in her arms. - Listen, my dear son.

I've told you many times. I can take your confession,

I can bring you the words of Our Lord,

but for anything else you'll have to see a good psychologist.

I have done. But they say there's nothing wrong with me.

But I wonder, if I'm healthy,

how come every time I see a man of the Church like you,

I feel I want to smash his head in?

What the fuck are you doing? Stop it! What are you doing?

- Beating a priest up, eh? - It wasn't me!

I want to talk to the judge!

- Can you hear me? - We can all hear you, Sorcio.

Eat the keys to your cell, because if they let you out, Freddo'll get you.

Lock it tight.

- Why do you want the judge? - I want to know what I'm doing here.

- You had 200 gms of heroin on you. - I didn't have anything on me.

- I'll decide that. - They want to kill me.

I'll keep you in here until you tell me why Soleri wants you dead.

- Is it Sergio Buffoni's killing? - I know nothing about that.

Then you can go back to your cell.

The other day we stopped you just when you were enjoying yourself.

What do you want?

Why does Sorcio say you want to kill him?

- I don't know. - Is it to do with Buffoni's death?

Gigio's overdose?

Don't fill your mouth with names that have nothing to do with this.

- What did you need that gun for? - It wasn't mine.

Then how did it end up in your glove compartment?

The way you ended up in this job. By mistake.

Do you want to know how your brother is?

Of course I do.

But if you're a man, don't ask me for anything in exchange.

In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit.

I never liked funerals. Especially those of friends.

- What was Freddo thinking of? - What was Buffoni thinking of?

- Peddling drugs in secret. - Trentadenari's right.

Sergio was asking for it.

In Naples the Camorra would have done the same thing.

You forget something. This isn't Naples, and we're not the Camorra.

In fact, know what I say? After this we're nothing.

- What do you mean? - Look at us...

Bufalo and Ricotta are in jail, Sorcio's a dead man walking,

and Freddo's out of his mind. Not to mention Dandi,

who doesn't even come to honour dead friends. Need anything else?

I need you to cut this out.

You don't honour friends with this kind of talk.

- Know when they're opening again? - No, it's been closed for days.

Thank you.

- Welcome back. - Good morning.

Did Dandi forget to tell you you could move?

- Has anyone called for me? - No.

Not even in the last few days?

Who are you expecting a call from, my love?

Ranocchia, I haven't heard from him for a while.

- His shop's shut. - He'll have gone away on holiday.

Come in here, let me show you what your Dandi's just bought.

Vases?

Vases? This is antique stuff. They're Chinese.

Ming dynasty or something. I don't fuckin' know, but they're valuable.

- They're still vases. - But they cost as much as the house.

Do you want to make me happy? Find Ranocchia for me.

All right, my darling. Leave it to me.

- You haven't told her? - No, you asked us not to.

Well don't. And if that poof gets in touch,

tell him Dandi doesn't want to either hear from or see him. Now go.

- Freddo. - Where's Bufalo?

In isolation. He smashed a priest's head in to fake madness.

- What the fuck are they staring at? - Prison Radio's broadcast the news.

They know you killed one of the gang.

Buffoni stopped being one of the gang when he went self-employed.

- What about Sorcio? - The rules are the same for everyone.

But you didn't ask anyone before you issued this death sentence.

Or am I mistaken?

What's up? Aren't you eating?

What's the fish like, Zio Carlo?

I still have to work out whether this place was a good investment.

It's disgusting. I'll tell you who to buy your fish from.

We're not here to talk about fried fish, are we?

That's right.

Your friend is spilling too much blood.

- And blood isn't good for business. - Business is doing well.

You can't change a screwball.

But screwballs can create a lot of problems for you.

- What are you trying to tell me? - That when you spared Freddo,

he became your problem.

Are you anyone to talk to me about screwballs?

You asphalt the streets of Sicily with blood these days.

You keep your friend in check, and I'll get you some decent fish.

- What's up with him? - He's in a bad mood.

They've arrested Buscetta.

Tommaso Buscetta, the Mafia boss, has been arrested in Brazil.

Buscetta is also known as "the boss of two worlds"...

Buscetta's arrest has struck a hard blow to the Sicilian Mafia,

and its links with the South American underworld.

- What do you want? - To take you to get some fresh air.

Your brother sends you his best wishes.

- Thanks. Where is he? - In jail.

What's he done?

He tried to kill a friend, a guy called Annibaldi.

They call him Sorcio. Do you know him?

Never heard of him.

That's strange.

You overdose. Soon after a member of your brother's gang dies,

and Freddo tries to kill someone else.

I have the vague impression the two episodes are linked.

I don't know. I'mjust a junkie who took one too many fixes.

You dropped it.

- Let's settle this now, Mino. - Take it easy, Puma, there's time.

What's the problem? Someone's got to pick something up.

You keep out of this. I've no truck with you.

It's all sorted, Freddo.

It's all sorted.

- Did you go, or didn't you? - Yes, I went away.

I got to sniff freedom.

Then this asshole told the magistrate everything.

He says he was the accomplice in the Fiorucci murder. The armed robbery.

- That's an old story. - Yes, but they remembered it.

They flew all the way down there to get me, and send me back air mail.

- Who was the other guy? - Mino, or Roscio.

20 years ago I was in a unit with his older brother.

A decent guy, we did some good jobs together.

Then one day he betrayed me and I had to shoot him.

And now his little brother wants to return the favour.

Don't worry, Roscio will behave himself.

Keep out of it. I've been expecting it for the last 20 years.

Soleri's not talking, and his brother's protecting him.

I was hoping Annibaldi would talk, but he's not saying a word either.

We can't keep Annibaldi in jail for long, his lawyer is on the war path,

and he'll soon demolish that lie about the heroin.

We have to get Sorcio to see that his safety depends on us,

that we are capable of feeding him to the lions.

What have you got in mind, Scialoja?

What are they up to?

I reckon they're doing me a favour.

Take Soleri back to his cell.

You've missed your chance, Freddo.

You really love this play-acting!

- Get your things packed, you're free. - Free?

- What was the meaning of all that? - That I'm the one who decides.

I decide whether you live or die.

Remember that when you're outside.

Come on, get in.

Everyone's talking, they're talking about this business with Freddo.

- It's not interfering with our work? - Not yet.

And the investments are doing well.

So why did you want to see us?

This business about Freddo is like a speck in the eye,

that's all we see, we can't see what the real problem is.

- Then tell us. - Sergio Buffoni was an asshole,

but he didn't have the right contacts for setting up a drug ring.

- What about it? - It was someone else's idea.

Someone gave him the contacts and the dealer.

And until we find out who, we have a big problem.

So you want us to get to work?

We can all lose out here, so we all have to get busy.

What do you want me to do?

They must have shifted some money to get this stuff, right?

Try and find out.

There is someone who knows what's going on.

Sorcio.

Why have you brought me here?

- We need to have a chat. - About what?

My brother was an asshole, but he didn't deserve to die like that.

- And you're an even bigger asshole. - What do you mean?

Who told Freddo he was behind this drug peddling?

What the fuck are you talking about?

That perhaps you sold out my brother to save yourself.

No, Ruggero, you're wrong.

I didn't tell a soul, believe me. I swear.

Alright, let's say I was just curious.

Let's go. I'll give you a lift home.

I'll go and take a leak.

I'll find you again!

- He's vanished? How? - He went into the bar with Buffoni,

but then Buffoni came out on his own, and he looked furious.

What shall we do?

We have to find Annibaldi and keep our eye on him.

Sorcio has a girlfriend.

A nurse, her name's...

Vanessa Meloni. We'll follow her, she'll take us to him.

Yes, hello? Who wants him?

- Just a minute. It's for you. - Who is it?

Spallanzani Hospital.

Hello?

What happened to you?

The doctors don't even know.