Il divo: La spettacolare vita di Giulio Andreotti (Il Divo)

"You have six months left," said the army doctor when I was called up.

Years Iater, l Iooked him up: l wanted him to see l was alive,

but he was dead.

It always went that way.

They'd predict my demise, and l'd survive.

They'd die instead.

On the other hand, l've suffered splitting headaches all my life.

Now I'm using a Chinese remedy, but I've tried everything.

In its day, the drug Optalidon Iooked reaIIy promising.

I even sent a supply to a journalist: Mino Pecorelli.

He's dead, too.

THE SPECTACULAR LIFE OF GIULIO ANDREOTTI

"The Premier's Checks"

ROBERTO CALVI. BANKER JUNE 1 7, 1 982

MICHELE SINDONA. BANKER MARCH 22, 1986

MINO PECORELLI. JOURNALIST MARCH 20, 1979

CARLO ALBERTO DALLA CHIESA CARABINIERI GENERAL, SEPT 3, 1982

GIORGIO AMBROSOLI. LIQUIDATOR "PRIVATA ITALIANA" BANK, JULY 12, 1979

ALDO MORO DC PRESIDENT, MAY 9, 1978

GIOVANNI FALCONE MAGISTRATE - MAY 23, 1992

ROME. THE EARLY '90s

"Massacres and conspiracies are the work of Craxi and Andreotti"

- What time did you wake up, Giulio? - 4:30.

The great La Pira would wake at 3:30.

He was a saint. I'm a sinner.

- How many times, Giulio? - As of today, seven.

Seven times Premier, twenty-five times minister.

I never had such an illustrious parishioner.

We're all illustrious in God's eyes.

Montanelli said:

"De Gasperi and Andreotti went to mass together.

"Everyone thought they did the same thing, but it wasn't so.

In church, De Gasperi talked to God. Andreotti talked to the priest."

Priests vote.

God doesn't.

Mario, I want to confess.

Of course, Giulio.

Premier, don't slouch.

I'm comfortable like this.

Premier, storm clouds are gathering.

PRESS AGENTS OF PAOLO CIRINO POMICINO

CHANCELLOR OF THE EXCHEQUER aIias "THE MINISTER"

FRANCO EVANGELISTI - ANDREOTTI'S RIGHT-HAND MAN alias "THE LEMON"

Hello...

Yes, excuse me.

GIUSEPPE CIARRAPICO BUSINESSMAN alias "CIARRA"

VITTORIO SBARDELLA DC MP alias "THE SHARK"

CARDINAL FIORENZO ANGELINI aIias "HIS HEALTHINESS"

THE ANDREOTTI FACTION OF THE CHRISTIAN DEMOCRATS

Fiorenzo, sit on the throne.

How's the Pope doing?

I was on TV yesterday.

There was talk of priests in trouble. I quoted Pius XI.

Whenever they mentioned a priest in trouble to him,

he always said the same five words.

- What? - "What is the lady's name?"

- The Lad's in good form. - Thank you for calling me "lad."

The usual nasty journalist pushed the same old button:

My faction... according to her, it's teeming with bad company.

What did you reply?

One can never be too cautious about the company one keeps.

After all, Jesus had Judas amongst his discipIes.

- What's eating you, Salvo? - Nothing.

Rome's so beautiful. And it's so calm too.

Fiorenzo, I'd Iike Tedax to stay in the pharmaceutical codex.

It's relieving the suffering of many.

Giulio, Tedax is problematic. It doesn't...

Tell me about my favorite pony.

Craxi was on the warpath. He kept yelling:

"I'd sooner cut my balls off than see your Mazza as bank president."

- Who got the job? - Our Mazza.

Have you already asked Craxi to comply?

It's relieving the suffering of many.

Giulio, I need to talk to you in private.

And Vittorio also has ideas about the faction

that not only differ from ours, but they're excessive too.

I propose... to arrange in a more widely distributed manner...

that would only be difficult...

Boys, behave yourselves.

Today is the inception of the 7th Andreotti government.

Today's a day of celebration.

Let's all behave.

SALVO LIMA DC MP alias "HIS EXCELLENCY"

Today's a day of celebration.

Good morning, Premier. Do you know the way?

It's vaguely familiar, thank you.

The President of the Republic, Francesco Cossiga.

THE 7TH ANDREOTTI GOVERNMENT

Premier...

Apart from the Punic Wars,

I've been blamed for everything that's happened in ltaIy.

They've honored me with several nicknames:

The Divine Julius, The First Letter of the Alphabet,

The Hunchback, The Fox, Moloch,

The Salamander, The Black Pope, Eternity,

Man of Darkness, Beelzebub.

But I've never pressed charges

for a simple reason: I have a sense of humor.

I have something else, too:

a vast archive in place of an imagination.

Every time I mention it,

those who should shut up do so, as if by magic.

- You may go in, ma'am. - Wait!

What's wrong?

Everyone says he's a dangerous man.

Andreotti isn't dangerous.

He's daring. That's quite a different thing.

Is there anything I should know about him?

Yes, his hands. Watch them closely.

If he twiddIes his thumbs, he thinks you're intelligent.

If he plays with his ring,

it means he disagrees with what you're saying.

If he rhythmically taps his fingertips together,

it means you'll be dismissed within the next five minutes.

What about when his eyes suddenIy diIate?

I don't know, no one does. Good luck.

Thank you.

Giulio, it's midnight, we have to go.

Don't forget you're leaving tomorrow.

Yes, Livia.

- Thank you for coming, Andreotti. - Goodbye, Paolo.

MOSCOW. THE KREMLIN

Hello, I'm the Premier.

I'm more important, I'm his wife.

- Did you go play cards? - Yes.

l wore the coat that Saddam Hussein gave you.

Marisa Ioved it and asked where I bought it.

I was a bit hesitant to say, because it seemed like I was boasting.

- How's Gorbachev? - State Secret.

Is that birthmark on his head unsightly?

I don't mind it.

Are you going to bed now?

First I have to do some Cossack dancing.

- Say "trimarri." - "Tvimavvi."

- Say "vrigliari." - "Vigliavi." That's enough.

Goodnight, Giulio.

What will they remember about you, HonorabIe Mr. Andreotti?

I don't intend to rake up your duII career,

that's not a crime.

What will they remember about you?

A cold organizer: inscrutable, incapable of doubts or thrills.

Incapable of pity.

What will they remember about you?

Postscript:

the Pope did ever so little,

perhaps he'll feel guilty.

Your government's immobility damages your race for the presidency.

The government's about to faII, but it shouldn't happen like this.

Better to bluff it than snuff it.

Politically, you're naive.

Naivety and intelligence aIways go together.

- Are you calling me a bastard? - Of course not.

You're angry because I didn't defend you from Cossiga's accusations.

That's water under the bridge.

I couldn't oppose Cossiga, we've been arguing for months.

I'm just trying to see things from a political viewpoint.

You always want to talk poIiticaI strategies.

I, on the other hand, have a dreadful migraine today.

Yes, but you always have a migraine.

Remind Fiorenzo about Tedax.

Let's make sure it stays in the pharmaceutical codex.

Amintore...

Good morning, ma'am.

I'm weII, thank you. How about you? Go ahead.

Actually, it's not true.

I'm not very good at making recommendations.

I hate lies, and I don't tell them.

I've never believed one can divide humanity

into two groups: angels and demons.

We're all average sinners.

If one wants to keep a secret, one mustn't even confide in oneself.

One must never leave a trace.

Good evening.

Come in.

Take a seat, please, ma'am.

I used to come to this apartment before you were here.

- It was a furrier's. - I know.

Craxi used to say:

"Andreotti is an old fox. He'll end up in a furrier's one day."

He was right, I really have.

But alive.

Does my company bore you that much?

- Not at all. - ReaIIy?

Really.

You aren't at all curious about me. It's very unusual.

I'm only curious about myself.

My job is to inquire into myself.

Does this noble work pay well?

Yes, my husband pays for this noble work very generously.

What do you expect from me, ma'am?

Sorry, I wanted to thank you.

It's a very difficult time for me.

I'm so vulnerable.

You mustn't be.

Vulnerability always commands exorbitant prices.

So, what must I do?

Your young lover is transient, because youth is transient.

But your husband isn't.

He's a cure for your loneliness

and for your vulnerability.