Romanzo Criminale (2008) s02e05 Episode Script

- Why all the hurry to see me? - You helped me, didn't you? I'm returning the favour.
I'm planning a police raid.
Come with me.
We'll share the credit.
For what? For arresting Rome's biggest criminal organization.
The offices of the Ministry of industry? - What are you expecting to find? - I don't know.
But trust me, we'll find something.
Bullshit! I tell you what: we go in there, and if we don't find anything, you were right, I talk bullshit.
5 o'clock? No, I can't, I'm busy.
What do you mean? Italy's playing Poland.
It's the World Cup semifinal.
Police.
We have a warrant to search the ministerial offices.
- What are you looking for? - You'll know when we find it.
If we find it.
Commissioner! Commissioner Scialoja! - Where does this lead to? - A back entrance.
I've done it though.
It's an armoured door and it's locked.
- Open it.
- It's been closed for years.
Open it.
Open this fucking door! What is this stuff? It's their powder keg, Rizzo.
The gang's arsenal.
You do realise these are ministerial offices? That belong to the state? Now do you see how big this business is? I want their names.
They paid me, 500,000 lire a month.
All I had to do was keep the door locked, and make sure no one went in.
Who paid you? Who paid you? Who offered you the job? One of these men? - Recognize anyone else? - All of them.
They've all used that room at some time.
What are you doing? Get out of the way! I will.
But if I were you, I'd start the engine and get out of here.
The police have discovered your arsenal, and a witness has identified you from a photo.
And who the fuck are you? Can you imagine? Italy versus Poland.
- Whose side will the Pope be on? - Why? Don't you know? He's Polish.
- He'll support Poland then.
- But he came to Rome to be Pope.
Angelina, answer the door.
- Why? Who is it? - Buffoni, come to watch the match.
- He's no friend of mine.
You go.
- They're just kicking off.
- Hurry up, then you won't miss it.
- Angelina! - I'll go.
- Good.
- Hurry up, it's about to start.
- We have to go.
- Where to? - Hurry, the police are on their way.
- Scrocchiazeppi, let's go.
- Where? What about the match? Are we sure no one will find us here? Sardo hid here when they were looking all over ltaly for him.
How did they find the weapons? We still don't know, the lawyer's trying to find out.
- We know nothing? - Only that we're all wanted.
- All of us.
- What do we do? We can't stay here for the rest of our lives.
- Can't we turn the TV on a sec? - Scrocchiazeppi.
- Only to see the result.
- Behave.
Don Mimmo called me before all hell broke loose.
He wants to talk to us about business.
Don Mimmo himself! Crikey! You see? One Sardo dies and another comes along.
You didn't find them.
They'd already gone? All of them! How the fuck did they do that? They got a tip-off, from the same source.
I'm beginning to think you're not such a jerk.
It's like a wall I've been hitting my head against for five years.
- But I've still not had enough.
- What do we do now? We can only gather more evidence and have it assessed.
Let's not talk crap, you know very well why they found the guns.
- Someone squealed.
- Someone who knows our business.
What do you reckon, Freddo? Was it Donatella? - Why do you think it was her? - We kicked her out.
Perhaps she wanted to pay us back, with interest.
Or perhaps it was your little friend? I hear she's vanished, and her queer friend's nowhere to be found either.
We'll talk about that later.
This is it.
Good evening, Don Mimmo.
Well? What do you want to talk about? Unfinished business.
We don't like this thing about Sardo going missing.
We're not here to talk business, are we? This is business.
Very important business.
You do know what my problem is, don't you? - What's that got to do with us? - I want you to solve it.
I see.
Let's go, we're just wasting our time here.
Hey, I'm talking to you.
What do you want, Don Mimmo? He's coming with us.
You have two days: you either find Sardo or whoever got rid of him, or your friend will disappear the same way Sardo did.
Understand? I want a guarantee nothing will happen to him.
My word is your guarantee.
Do what I told you and your friend will return home in one piece.
Let's go.
Freddo, don't worry, your trip to Vesuvius will be a short one.
Napoli What the fuck have you done? - You laid a trap for me.
- I swear I didn't know about it.
I hope that's true, because I have to work out who's the traitor here.
Get up, get this old banger started up.
If that son of a bitch Sardo hadn't Whatever, they can't take Freddo like that.
Right, Dandi? - What are we going to do? - I say we go to Naples.
- We'll make blood flow.
- What guns will we use? They've confiscated all our weapons.
It's madness to wage war on the Camorra.
- You're not allowed an opinion.
- Trentadenari's right, Dandi.
What do you think we should do? - How will we get Freddo back? - You're right, but wrong too.
We won't get anywhere without weapons, we can't tackle the Camorra.
Well said.
We'll have to get hold of some irons from somewhere.
No, we've only got two days, Nero's the only one who can get us something fast.
I'll contact Nero.
Well done.
Are you still here? Get to school, go on! It's late, just look at you! Pair of rascals! Have you ever been to Naples, boy? No.
- Pity, you'll never see it.
- Don Mimmo, this is total bullshit.
- Keep your eye on him.
- Don't worry.
I would have preferred to talk to the clients, not their lawyer.
I'm sorry, my clients are unavailable right now.
Shall we throw you in jail instead then? Jail? You're going a little too fast.
We could take it a step at a time.
I could ask around.
How come my clients are wanted? - Scialoja, can I have a word? - Excuse me.
How's it going with the arsenal? Fine.
They're doing tests, and we'll be talking to the witness soon.
I have a request from Police HQ in Milan.
I want you to see to it.
- Why Milan? - The Rosone shooting.
The hit man was from Rome: Daniele Mastronardi, known as Nembo Kid.
Criminal record for various crimes.
The people in Milan want to know who sent him, and why.
- Why are you asking me? - Nembo Kid had a phone book.
They found the name of someone you know very well.
- Mario De Angelis.
- Dandi.
Perhaps our gang had something to do with this shooting too.
Okay.
I'll let you know as soon as I have news.
So it's confirmed.
Scialoja knew where to look.
Yes, he went straight there.
They've even got a witness who gave him your names.
- Who? - The custodian.
There the gates of heaven have just opened up for him.
No, I don't want to hear these things.
And he's in a safe place, well-protected with all his family.
I might have known! Until the witness changes his version of the facts, there's nothing I can do.
The fact is we can't do much from here.
We need someone from outside, who can't be traced back to us.
I know who we can turn to.
An apartment in the centre of town.
Did well for himself this Nembo Kid! Yeah.
Pity someone decided to ruin the furnishings.
We're wasting our time, Canton.
They've cleaned the place up already.
I've seen this girl before.
- Get in.
- What do you want? I don't have time to answer questions.
Get in.
- Are you being followed? - The cops are on our backs.
- What do you want from me? - We need your help.
You want me to take care of your business? You dumped me, you know.
All right, but we've changed our minds.
Where's Freddo? How come he didn't come? Freddo's not in a very good position right now, and I have to find a way to bring him home in one piece.
Now do you see why I'm in a hurry? Well? What do you want me to do? This is the traitor who got us into trouble.
Make him lose his memory.
All right.
- Let me know about Freddo.
- You just take care of that.
Why are we going through these again? - Here she is.
- Nice piece of ass.
Who is she? I don't know her name, but look at this other photo.
Daniele Mastronardi.
He went to Milan to kill Rosone, and his girlfriend hangs out here.
She's no client, she's one of the gang.
If she's a mobster's wife, we'll find out.
- I'll use my informers.
- Yes.
Let's get this Nembo Kid's phone book checked over carefully.
All right.
- Hello, I've brought your shopping.
- How much do I owe you? Don't worry about it, we'll talk tomorrow.
Thank you.
Husband and wife have stayed home all day.
Only the son goes out.
- Is he being watched? - Not much.
I can try him.
All right, go ahead.
We might have solved one problem.
We've still got the other one.
Nero's expecting you.
I told him nothing.
Good.
Call Zio Carlo's restaurant and order lobster for two for tomorrow.
If we're to wage war on the Camorra, we have to work something out: whether our allies will protect us, or if we have to act alone.
Sir, take a look at this.
- What is it? - The report from Forensics.
One of the guns found in the arsenal is the weapon used to kill Libanese.
- You look weary.
- I'm fine.
Why do you need these guns so urgently? To top up the arsenal? No, we have to start from scratch.
They found those at the Ministry.
When? Yesterday.
Why? No reason.
I can imagine you're in a tight spot.
Yes, but Freddo's in an even tighter one.
What's happened to him? The Camorra.
They decided to kidnap him, to force us to hand over Sardo's killer.
- Then what are you waiting for? - I can't, believe me.
- You want to wage war on the Camorra? - I just want to save Freddo.
I can't afford to waste any time.
So if you can help All right.
I know where to find guns.
But on one condition: I want a forged lD card.
- Have you decided you want out? - I don't like other people's wars.
- Tell the old man I want out.
- The reason? A gun that was supposed to remain hidden is about to be discovered.
What do we do now? We've found your weapons arsenal.
Well done, you've earned your wage this month.
Can I go now? Did the Gemitos have access to the arsenal? Still thinking about the Gemitos? The maggots will have got to them by now.
I do think about them.
And do you know why? The gun that killed Libano came from there.
it's one of your own guns.
What the fuck have you thought up now? - So Nero has decided to go away.
- That's right.
Get someone to tell him he can go in peace.
- I'll do it myself.
- No, get someone else to do it.
Someone who has to make his mind up now.
The gun used to kill Libano? Who told you? Someone from Police HQ, someone reliable.
This business of the gun has to remain our secret.
For now at least.
All right.
Zio Carlo is willing to see you.
In the usual place.
Hi, Nicola.
- Do I know you? - I know your daddy.
Come here, I have a message for him.
I'll whisper it in your ear.
Have you got that? Ciolli, what's the matter? Are you all right? - What was so urgent? - We've got a big problem.
- The Camorra have got Freddo.
- What a shame! But what do you want us to do about that? We need your help.
You know what we say? You scratch our back and we'll scratch yours.
You've had favours done, and you owe us favours too.
Nembo Kid is dead, you'll have to talk to him from now on.
He's a trusted and wise man, and he knows everything.
Before we do anything for you, we want you to take Nero out.
- Why's that? - Because of that Milan business.
So Nero was the guy who ran off? He was in on it with Nembo Kid.
How long has he been working for you? Who do you think took Maurizio Gemito out? Let me get this straight, Nero works for you and you want to take him out? You don't need to get it straight, just get rid of him.
You can't walk out without giving us an answer.
An answer for what? I don't even know who you are.
- I'm the Maestro.
- Well, you can't teach me anything.
Well? What was so urgent? It's just that The other day l was mistaken.
All those photos you showed me.
I only knew the first guy.
Proietti.
Libanese? - Who just happens to be dead.
- You told us you knew them all not just Proietti.
- You got me confused.
Have they paid you well? Or have they threatened you? I don't know what you're talking about.
Then how did the gun that killed Proietti get back to the arsenal? Brought by a ghost? My client is withdrawing his previous statement, so you'll have to resign yourself.
Get this into your head! You're going to jail! Give him a lift home.
Goodbye But we've still struck them a blow.
We've confiscated their arsenal.
Yes, but they'll build it up again in a flash.
Your friends aren't up to much.
Time's running out.
When do you need this lD card for? Yesterday.
It's me, Dandi, open the door.
And we can file this away too.
I feel like Don Quixote fighting the windmills.
You didn't imagine all this, sir.
It's real.
Yes, but the result's the same.
Is there something you want to tell me? Just that I've got the guns.
Have you got my lD card? Fresh off the press! Now give me the guns.
I'm pleased to see you again, boys.
After the P2 scandal, we need people who look to the future.
Italy needs an authoritarian, oligarchic turning-point, that will liberate us from - Professor! I'm in a hurry.
Spare me this bullshit and show me these weapons.
As you wish.
Follow me, I've got them here.
Nice, eh? it's taken me years to put them together.
- There are some valuable pieces - 20 million lire.
But this stuff is worth double that.
You want an authoritarian change? Then I say they're worth 20 million.
- Where did you get these from? - From the Professor.
- Didn't he have anything better? - All you ever do is complain.
- These have been in the war.
- Just as well.
Because if you haven't realised yet, this is a war.
So it's a serious matter? Do you really want to wage war on Don Mimmo? I just want to sort out this stupid situation.
And quickly.
And if it means taking out a few Neapolitans, I won't hold back.
What does Zio Carlo say? He says he's neutral.
So we're on our own.
Trentadenari, call Don Mimmo, arrange us a meeting with him.
We're going to get Freddo back.
Let's hope these work.
- Tell Freddo I'll be in touch.
- You can tell him yourself.
- What do you mean? - You can't just walk off.
Freddo needs help, your help too.
Come on, Nero.
Bufalo and Ricotta are out of the game.
We need a weapons expert.
This is your war, not mime.
I told you that, I don't like fighting other people's wars.
Yes, but I know you.
You wouldn't like Freddo on your conscience.
You're a lucky boy.
This came from Milan.
One of the numbers in Nembo Kid's phone book was that of a girl called Donatella Cabiate.
You're welcome, don't mention it! Here they are now! You still haven't told us what your plan is.
I'll make him an offer he can't refuse.
Nero, come with me.
Watch my back.
If anything goes wrong, you know what to do.
Nero, satisfy my curiosity.
Who pulled the trigger? What's he doing? Who killed Libanese? You or Nembo Kid? I did.
What the fuck do you want? I want to know why.
What had the fuckin' Mafia got to do with it? Because, Nero, they're the ones who put this gun in my hand.
You'll have to ask Zio Carlo that.
Say hello to Libano for me, you rat.
Don Mimmo, I couldn't find Sardo for you.
But that guy on the ground there is the one who took him out.
For what reason? He'd done a job for Sardo, and he wouldn't pay up.
But Nero was irascible, and trigger-happy.
- And why should I believe that? - Because if you don't my friends here are ready to pull their triggers.
Do you prefer an army on a war footing, or an army ready and willing to peddle your stuff all over Rome? Let's say we're quits, we've both lost a man.
You really are a son of a bitch.
So you never considered waging war on the Camorra? No, but I wanted you to think that, especially Nero.
- Why Nero? - He used our guns for other people.
He was the one who shot Rosone, with Nembo Kid.
Mafia business.
I never trusted him.
And he was involved in Bologna too.
Remember our gun that was fired? - Who do you think took it? - That son of a bitch.
I've spoken to Vasta.
The witness has withdrawn his statement.
- We can go home now.
- Really? - Come on, we're still in time.
- What for? To watch the World Cup final, ltaly versus Germany.
Am I supposed to believe you? - Why? - Who's to say it's not another lie? Like the one you told Don Mimmo, or the lies you told Nero? - What is it you don't understand? - You.
You killed Nero just for using our guns.
One traitor less is no big deal.
Especially if I used him to save your ass.
What else aren't you telling me? Go home, relax, and reflect on the fact that it was the only thing I could do.
Italy is about to attack again I can't see a fuckin' thing, let's go.
No, it's nearly over.
Let me through.
Get out of the way! Let me through! Let me through! Get out of the fucking way! We're 40 seconds into extra time What the fuck does that mean? World Champions! World Champions! Italy has won the World Cup final beating Germany 4-1.
Now go fuck yourself! I heard you were very convincing with the kid.
It was very quick, like this.
You can go now.
What? I've come all the way here to thank you.
I even missed the World Cup final, and you're sending me packing? I knew you were putting me to the test.
You wanted to know if I was the one who told the police about the guns.
- You could have asked me to my face.
- I will now then.
Was it you? Who do you think I am? I would have had you arrested too, not just told them about the guns.
Do you think I was born yesterday? If I was you, I'd look in your own home.
- What do you mean? - Only what I said.
Nothing more.
Look in your own home before you look for the rot in other people's homes.
But if you're interested, Freddo is safe and sound.
He's at home, on his own.
- Who is it? - A friend.
What are you doing here? I came to celebrate ltaly's victory.
It doesn't take you crooks long to get over someone.
I want to know why.
Go and celebrate ltaly winning the World Cup.
Or don't you give a damn? I want to know why Nembo Kid and Nero took out Libano.
You want to know why? Because Libanese had lost it, he was lost in his insanity.
And we need young men to give orders in Rome.
He died to make room for you, Dandi, the new king of Rome.
And now go and celebrate, it's not the day for asking questions.
No, I need to ask you something else.
If I am the new king of Rome, who's Freddo? He's your problem, yours alone.
What are you doing? Look at them.
They're all celebrating.
A fine celebration for the new king of Rome, Dandi.