Romanzo Criminale (2008) s02e02 Episode Script

No gunshot wounds, only stab wounds to the stomach.
Perhaps that's why no one heard anything.
They wouldn't have heard a cannon shot in here.
- Any news about his brother? - Not yet.
I want road blocks on the roads out of the city, stations, toll booths, airports.
He can't have gone far.
- If he's still alive, that is.
- Yes, but we have an eye witness.
No, I didn't see him stab him, but I saw someone run off as the poor guy sank to the floor.
Did you get a good look at him? He was about 30, slim, black hair, curly.
Look at this.
Was it one of these? This is him.
The P2 plotted against the democratic institutions, speculated against the economy, funded subversive organizations, and even forced into criminal acts several politicians.
What a fuss! Who are these masons after all? Just thieves like us, but in hoods.
How can I hurt her? I won't touch her! I only want to talk to her.
Put her on, please! - I only want to talk to her.
- What's Freddo up to? - Can I talk to your daughter? - Domestic problems.
It seems his girl's ditched him.
That's why there's all this leftover pasta.
a murder in Rome.
A 38-year-old previous offender, Remo Gemito, was stabbed in the outskirts of Rome.
It's all bad news.
Tell her I'll ring back in an hour, then she can tell me if she'll talk.
Go fuck yourself! - Any news of Gemito? - Vanished like a pee in the lavatory.
- I'll pull him out of the sewer.
- Don't get into any more trouble.
Guess who's back.
- Sardo.
He wants to see us.
- Who gives a fuck? It's always the best who leave us.
I'd have gone to his funeral.
You never gave a fuck about Libanese, so just tell us what you want.
I want his patch, Trastevere.
I'll keep my eye on it while you see to more important business.
Which is giving you a hard time, right? Did you hear that? He'll keep his eye on it.
We'll sort out our affairs first, then we'll let you know.
Hey, boys.
Who do you think you are? Guys who have already taught you a lesson once.
Make it suffice.
Fucking thugs.
They're lucky, with friends in high places.
But it won't take much to change things.
Vultures! We've just buried Libano and he's poking his nose into things.
But he's right, we have to decide what to do with Libanese's stuff.
We'll see to the Gemitos first, then Trastevere.
I'm not talking about the drug racket, I mean his house and cars.
- Vultures always hover near corpses.
- Yes, but get a move on.
We have to conclude this Gemito business.
Calling your sweetheart? You won't get her back with a phone call.
- What do you want? - I'm arresting you.
For the murder of Remo Gemito.
Fancy that.
Go on then.
Aren't you going to admire your work? Where were you yesterday at 4? At home, on my own.
An eye witness saw you at Quarticciolo.
There are lots of guys who look like me around.
And even more blind men.
This one could see.
He saw you walk away after you'd killed Gemito.
- You've had it this time.
So talk - I will talk.
Write it all down! Fabrizio Soleri is pissed off.
This is the fourth time you've arrested me without proof.
You're like two flies bumping into a light bulb.
Come on! Take him away.
What are you saying? What have they got to go on? A witness? Fuck! All right.
Bye.
Someone's stolen Libanese's cars.
Try and find out who took them.
- The fucking jackals! - Dandi! - They've arrested Freddo.
- When? Not long ago, at his home.
it seems someone saw him kill Gemito.
All right.
You see to the cars, I'll call the lawyer.
The controversy surrounding the authenticity of Gelli's list grows, with hundreds of members of the P2, including politicians, industrialists and intellectuals.
I wonder how many of your friends are on that list.
Because you've seen it, right? You know there are no communists on it.
Rizzo, I'd told you before, I'm not a communist.
Sir.
So on the afternoon of the 23rd you were with your boyfriend, then you ditched him the next morning? - That's fortunate for Soleri, eh? - What? That I ditched him? He told us he was alone that afternoon.
- He didn't want me involved.
- Did you know a witness saw him in the betting shop at Quarticciolo? He must be mistaken.
Why did you ditch him? That's my business, detective.
All that matters is that Fabrizio was with me that afternoon.
But if you ditched him, who told you he'd been arrested? - Why? - Was it Dandi? Or another member of the gang looking for an alibi for him? His brother Gigio told me.
All right, now we'll see who's telling the truth and who's lying.
Don't worry, they can't see you.
I'm not sure.
It could be the guy sitting on the desk.
Excuse me a second.
Are you sure? Take a good look.
You picked a different one out from the photos.
Yes, but he looked different in the photo.
No, it's the boy sitting on the desk.
All right, thank you.
Let them out.
Yes, all right, goodbye.
That was Vasto, the lawyer.
Freddo will be out today.
What have you got? A guy called Renato Proietti nicked Libano's cars.
- Proietti? - Crazy, isn't it? The same surname as Libanese.
I know a lot of Proiettis who are thieves.
Yes, but there's only one Renato.
- His father.
- His father? I thought he was dead.
No, but I swear he hasn't got long to live.
Some colleagues from the traffic police have arrested a pusher.
What do I care? Send him to Rizzo.
- He's in charge of Narcotics.
- Look at the name.
Is it him? - Are you leaving us already? - The service has deteriorated.
Thanks.
What is it now? Has the light not gone out yet? Yes.
You've been fucking lucky, eh? An alibi from your ex, a confused witness.
Pity not everyone in your family is as lucky.
- What the fuck is he doing here? - Drug pushing.
5 grammes of heroin.
- And you call that pushing? - I call it prevention.
Do you want him to grow up like you? - You can't keep him here.
- Why not? A spell in prison will keep him away from drugs.
What's troubling you? No one would dare lay a finger on Freddo's brother.
Though you can always find some thug in jail.
You really are a fly.
Wherever you go there's a stink of shit.
I used to play football for the region.
At the try out, I thought you played a game and they either liked you or sent you home.
But they didn't.
I'm so sorry.
I trained and they never even let me see a ball.
Where's everybody going? - Excuse me.
- Are they leaving us on our own? - I'll see you out.
- They've left us on our own.
Good.
Who's this guy? Sweetheart.
Get out, dinner's over! Go on.
Look who's here, signor Renato! It must be 20 years since you went away.
Time flies, doesn't it? Mario, hi.
You remember me? But you forgot to come to your son's funeral.
No, wait a minute.
I was out of town.
- I found out too late.
- But you soon stole his cars.
How much did you get for them? 100, 200 million lire? - Mario, I'm up to my eyes in debt.
- Of course.
Champagne, a couple of whores.
How much have you got left? Is that all? Mario! How come Libanese had a fucker like you for a father? Please, don't.
You said it yourself, I'm a nobody.
I beg you! Not worth the lead of the bullet.
There is one thing you can do: bring one of his cars back.
Yes, of course, whichever one you want.
- The Jaguar? The Porsche? - No, I want the Mini.
It was very generous of your girlfriend.
Let's talk about Gigio.
What can they do to him? They don't have anything to go on.
And he has a clean record.
He'll get off with personal use.
He'll be out within the week.
That's too long.
Gigio can't stay in the can, not on his own.
A week isn't such a big deal.
Yes? What a coincidence! Your brother ends up in the can.
- Just where I have so many friends.
- What do you want? I want you to leave me alone, or I'll have them break Gigio's legs.
There's the big deal.
- Ricotta, how's Gigio? - He's okay for now.
Spread the word that no one's to go near him.
No one.
Fierolocchio, who can have sold him 5 grammes? Some fucker.
Everyone knows Gigio's your brother.
He might have got it from someone outside Rome, or another junkie.
Outside Rome? I have an idea.
Let me check it out.
Well done, and we might just kill Gemito while we're at it.
- If you remember who I mean.
- Where is he? In an apartment block on the Bufalotta.
- Let's go and get it over with.
- Hold it, Freddo.
Are you sure you want to come? I don't think you should.
- What do you mean? - The cops are on your back.
They're right, we'll take care of it.
All right.
But I want good news.
From all of you.
Let's go.
How did Gemito end up in this place? - Yeah.
Bufalo, are you sure? - I'm sure.
As sure as the fact that you're doing fuck all.
If I don't take care of this, with Dandi who's gone missing, and Freddo who's worried about Gigio it's tough finding out your brother's a junkie.
It's not his fault Gigio shoots up.
He's still got a junkie in the family.
- Have you finished it? - Quiet, something's happening.
Let's go.
- Hold it! ls there a woman inside? - Who the fuck are they? Never seen them before! Let's go! Let's go! - Why didn't you check? - I would have, if they'd helped.
- But it's every man for himself.
- It's always someone else's fault.
- You're the one who botches it up.
- At least I try to get things done.
You tell us what you're up to, you've been gone since yesterday.
Enough! Gemito's still in Rome, all we have to do is find him.
Freddo, I'm sorry, I got there too late.
Gemito's friends cornered your brother.
- What happened to him? - They broke two of his ribs.
Wait.
Where's he going? - Where's he going? - What's going on? - Now arrest me, you fucker! - Let go of him! Let go of him! It's too easy.
if you want to help Gigio, give yourselves up.
You're a bastard, playing around with innocent people.
I didn't get my girlfriend to pull me out of jail.
You've reached rock bottom, Soleri.
Shooting innocent people, and you don't control the jail any more.
Your gang is finished.
Throw him out! And they say we're in the P2! Luigi Soleri he's mine! You're a thief, and I'm going to the boss.
I just borrowed Soleri to nail his brother.
You want to nail Freddo with 5 grammes of heroin? And you want to trouble the chief for 5 grammes of heroin? That's right.
Say goodbye to your junkie.
Wait, Rizzo! You're right, it was stupid of me.
But I know him, and he might just give me some names.
And you'd be the first to know.
But remember you owe me a favour.
All the top men in the secret services are in the P2.
- They're all here.
- Not all of them.
The list is incomplete, someone's removed some pages.
Someone so powerful they got their name taken off.
So, the gang shot two innocent people.
It's time to hand Gemito over to them, before they do more damage.
It'll lighten our workload.
How do you feel? Usual method.
Face and ribs.
I did all I could to protect you, but your brother has a lot of enemies.
The lawyer says I'll be out within the week.
Too late, they'll be back, and with knives this time.
They'll slit your throat to get back at him.
Fabrizio's your brother only when it suits him.
- But to get you out of the shit - That's not true.
When he ended up in jail, you rushed to Roberta to find him an alibi.
But what has he done for you? Nothing.
Take my advice, make your own mind up before it's too late.
How? We're pretending.
We're all pretending, Patrizia.
You mean nothing's changed? Things have come to a standstill since Libano died.
I rush around, lose my temper, but I'm not getting anywhere.
- The more I move, the more I stand still.
- Is that a problem? Not really.
You see things better when you stand still.
Excuse me, you've got visitors.
Have you gone without again? Don't tell me your gangster, the great fuck, has turned philosopher.
- Yes, I don't know which is worse.
- The philosopher.
Take me shopping, I need a change of air.
- What are you doing here? - I was just passing by.
- On my way back from Trastevere.
- Any news of Sardo? Can I have a word? He's had his eyes on Trastevere for some time.
You're keeping him waiting, and he's impatient.
He wants to peddle drugs on Libano's patch? Only a few ounces.
He says you won't even notice.
All right, thanks for the visit.
You can tell Sardo we'll let him know what we decide very soon.
- Buffoni said you wanted to see me.
- Why's that? I sold your brother that stuff.
And who the fuck are you? - Donatella.
- Donatella? You sell my brother heroin, then you come to tell me? I thought he was just a junkie like all the others.
You're wrong, Gigio's not like all the others.
And if you were smarter, you'd realise that yourself.
You don't want me to sell him drugs? Okay, I'll do you a favour.
But it's your problem if your brother shoots up.
For me he's just business.
Then do me another favour, mind your own business.
Freddo Come on, she said she's sorry.
- What's it got to do with you? - Donatella's with me.
She covers the Latina area.
Your brother got his stuff from there.
Why did you give a woman a man's job? He didn't.
He found me there, and he left me there.
Because I bring more money home than any of your men.
Yes? I see, thanks.
- Gigio's been released.
- That's good news, isn't it? Yes, it's good news.
We're quits now, right? No, you can fuck off where you came from, and keep out of my way.
Okay? Not even the money to get home? Get out of here! Before I change my mind.
Listen Forgive me, but What do you need this old wreck for? Don't worry, I won't eat ya.
Do you like it? It's small, fast, perfect for a kid like you.
Tell me where your buddy is.
What's his name? Proietti? - What do you want him for? - I only want to talk to him.
- I don't know where he is.
- Good boy.
I like those who protect their buddies.
Loyalty and friendship are important, they accompany you all your life.
But I only want to offer him a job, like the ones I offer you.
What do you say? I thought you were brighter.
You only want to talk business? He's at Capannelle, at the aqueduct, with his girlfriend.
Mind you don't hurt yourself.
They've done a good job on you.
Get in.
I should finish it off.
- Does it still hurt? - Only when I laugh.
There's no danger of that then.
- How long have you been shooting up? - I swear it was the first time.
Don't talk bullshit! Keep your hands off that shit! - You're no one to preach.
- I'm not preaching.
I'm trying to save your life.
If you want to save my life, find me something to do.
Like what? Like give me a job with you.
Do you want me to peddle drugs? I will.
- Why do you want to work for me? - I'm tired of being a nobody.
I want to make some money like you.
I promise you I'll stop shooting up.
Get out.
- What have I said? - I said get out! Get undressed.
Take your jacket and shirt off! - Is this why they let you out? - If I'd waited for you - I'd have got you out! - When? They would have killed me tonight! You sold me out to that fucker Scialoja! What else was I to do? Those guys would've killed me.
You did fuck all to help me! All right.
You're still alive, aren't you? You can go wherever you want, but keep out of my way.
Because from now on you are a nobody for me! Libanese, what happened? Terribile beat me up.
I stole one of his cars, and he came looking for me.
A car? Why didn't you tell me? I only wanted to take Sara for a ride.
- Does it hurt? - No, this is nothing.
Let go of me! But Sara How the fuck did they know where I was? Here, I brought you these.
I stole it this morning.
It's not like Terribile's car, but You're a friend.
Are you all right, sir? You've touched rock bottom if you think you can trick me like this.
Libano's father's reduced to stealing from his son's home.
That sucks! Thank goodness I don't have a father any more.
You're lucky you don't have a brother either.
How's Gigio? I hear they let him out.
He's out and he's gone away.
You know what? It's tough when you don't know the people around you.
Yeah.
Tell me something, what's all this business with Roberta? Has she gone? Yes.
But she got you out of trouble.
It might just be a passing thing.
Okay, let's talk business instead.
Sardo's poking his nose into things in Trastevere.
It's time we gave him an answer.
You keep me waiting all this time, then give someone else this patch? We need new people, and people we can trust.
- And who is this enfant prodige? - Donatella, Nembo Kid's woman.
What? An important patch like that in a woman's hands? - You're crazy! - We're following the Bible.
Eve's better than the serpent.
Keep your shit away from our patch, or you'll leave here feet first.
Okay, but why me of all people? Because I lost you a customer.
- But you've found me a lot more.
- Let's say they're on loan.
But look after them.
I want to see how good you are.
With all the money you make, you could afford something better.
Why? I fly low, I can see things much clearer from down here.
Yeah, maybe.
But you discover a lot more from high up.
For example Where Maurizio Gemito is hiding.
- How much would this gift cost? - A simple favour between friends.
There's plenty of time to pay me back.
He'll be protected at home, we have to get him outside.
- The place will be crowded.
- It's our only chance.
He goes around with an armed driver.
We only need two men and a lookout.
I'll go.
I started it, I want to finish the job.
Yes, but only as back-up.
You've done enough damage.
Let's take Ricotta, he has to make amends for a few things.
Dandi's right, you have to make your mind up whose side you're on.
That's no problem.
How are we going to do it? It's not this one.
It must be the next one.
- This is it.
- We'll wait here for him.
Back up a bit.
A car's coming.
It can't be this one.
It's an old woman.
He's chosen a quiet place, damn him! Here he is, get ready.
Are you ready, Bufalo? Let's go, Ricotta.
What the fuck is he doing? - You fucker! - Fucking hell! I'll bust your ass! You worm! Fuckin' hell! - Shit! - You fucker! - You fuckers! - You sonofabitch! Say hello to your brother for us! He hit me, the sonofabitch! You rat! This is for my brother! Let's get out of here.
What the fuck is he doing? Come here! What the fuck is he doing? Dandi! Don't shoot! Don't shoot! - I'll get you out of here.
- Where the fuck can we go? Look! You get out of here.
Give me the machine-gun and I'll cover you.
Get out of here! Go on! Let go of me! Stay where you are! I'm coming out! I'm coming out! - Hold it! - Don't shoot! No! Help! Let me go! Let me go! Well? - Thanks for coming.
- I've only got a minute.
Is a minute enough to write me off? No, wait! I just need to understand.
First you run off, and then you lie to get me out of the can.
Why? I can't bear to think of you in jail.
Then come home, Roberta.
Do you really want me to? Think about it.
This isn't my life, it's yours.
You're right.
You're out of place here.
And now for the crime news.
The war between rival gangs continues Freddo, come over here! There's been a botch-up! which led to the death of Nicola Antonino, and the wounding of Federico Amati, otherwise known as Ricotta.
Maurizio Gemito lies in hospital in a critical condition.
An unidentified accomplice managed to get away Now you've stopped, what can you see? It's tough when you find out who you really are.