Waiting for pizzas? Here.
-Where is he? -Who?
-Where is he? -What are you doing, Massimo?
No one's here.
Not looking under the bed?
If you're hiding him, that's a shit thing to do.
-I'm not hiding anyone. -Who are the pizzas for?
I always get two kinds.
To try. I always do.
You think you're helping him.
Edoardo is dangerous, he chose to get into a camorra war.
No one can save him, like you couldn't save Attilio.
Forget Attilio, he's got nothing to do with this.
Elisabetta,
you can't fight ghosts.
All you can do is live with them.
You live fine with your ghosts, right?
-How does it look? -Like a thing that costs a thousand euros.
I'm not sure, it doesn't show me off.
-Why not try it on? -No, I'd ruin it.
Who cares? Alfredo's paying.
Why have a rich guy, if you don't use him for your friends?
-We're friends? -Sure, we are.
So, this is my gift
for your next leave in Naples.
-How do I look? -Good, you rock.
Is this how you spend time outside?
-My last one. -You haven't been home for 3 nights.
-Where have you been? -Things to do.
What things?
Roaming around with those delinquents?
They're not delinquents, they're friends.
Sure, a couple of pushers: one armed, the other whose father's in jail.
Nice friends!
It's better than staying home with a loser husband, eh?
-At least your father has a job. -So do I.
Soon I'll be earning double what he does.
How? With…
those cell phone videos?
Last year I won the most important contest in Milan.
Wake up, Giulia.
The sooner you return to school, the better.
"I haven't been understood since babyhood.
Talking more would be the best
but when I do, it's not addressed.
I rhyme a storm to get connection,
a worn-out trench is no protection."
Giulia…
I…
Bye, Mom.
GIULIA 12 HOURS TO THE ENTRAPMENT
He's not home, I heard the guards saying.
Not even at his cousin's.
Then where the fuck is he?
He's around screwin'.
What brother here can't do!
Think he'd risk jail for a woman?
-Di Meo? -Yeah?
Not you, the tall one.
You're on trash today with Di Salvo.
Please, trash with Sheep, no!
You'd rather clean toilets?
Go on, move.
Milos, this is for you.
-For me? -Yes.
-Why don't I get anythin'? -Maybe they know you can't read?
Let's go!
-What's with him? -Dunno!
"I'm sorry to have to move,
my little gypsy, but my new job
obliges me. Your Luna."
Liz…
the D.O. talked about a guy.
Attilio?
Who is he?
A kid at the JDC, like you.
What happened?
He came here one night, wanted to come in,
I sent him away.
Then they shot him.
Is that why you let me in?
No, that's not why.
I know what you're doing for me
and what it's costing you.
You're not safe here.
You need another two or three days to heal.
I can't go back to the JDC, I gotta stay outside, free.
I gotta see why I was sold out.
What will you do? Go gunning around Naples?
I just need to get in Don Salvatore's house.
Once you're there, what will you do?
You're hurting me!
See where your cockiness led? It's a miracle you're alive.
How many times you gotta be shot before you see it's no joke?
What are you thinking, Dude?
I'm sorry to see him like that.
I'd like to help him.
Good grief!
We're all wrecks.
Him with Rosa, you with Naditza, me with Gemma.
But Rosa is here.
I'd like to find a way to get them closer.
If Rosa won't talk to him, we can't force her.
I know,
but if she knew Carmine better, she'd change her mind.
How do you do that?
I don't know, Cardigo.
What knockouts, the girls who do trap.
I hate that girl.
I think you like her a bit.
Me?
She'd love that!
What style!
See?
Keep pouring it down.
Down, down, down…
Can't take it? A teetotaler?
Sober him up with some kicking.
Stop!
The scorpion's in enemy territory, huh?
What's down here?
A stinger or a thumbtack?
For all assholes listening, it's us who command here, the Ravens.
Clear?
I have an idea. Hold this, bro.
A little dancing?
We'll add some fuel to the dances.
What the fuck?
Get outta here!
What the fuck are you doing?
You let him get away.
-Ravens, want success in life? -Yeah!
-We get success by burning a person? -What the fuck's in your head?
Get out of here, I never want to see you again. Get out!
All of you!
Adios, amigos!
Check if anyone comes.
What are you doing?
Relax, I just gotta see.
Hurry up!
Here it is.
Come on.
What's it say?
"I'm sorry to have to move, my little gypsy,
but my new job obliges me.
Your Luna."
My little gypsy!
The son of a bitch never said he has a girl.
My little gypsy!
-What the fuck are you doing? -Milos…
It was on the floor.
Mind your fuckin' business!
What the fuck's going on?
Ask your idiot brother.
You're always muckin' around!
For a special girl, a special gift.
Earrings?
No, they're unique pieces, handcrafted.
I had to raise Cain to get them.
What can I do with them?
I can't wear them here.
Maybe you can wear them very soon.
What's the matter?
You're rich.
You can buy anything you want.
You've no aversion to money.
That's true!
But I'd like something from the heart.
Let's hear it, what?
A declaration of love.
Sure, maybe on one knee, like Edoardo with Carmela!
What's wrong with that?
-It was super romantic. -No, it was super lame.
Stuff like that's the last thing I'd do.
Well, you should.
You need to beg forgiveness too.
Why did Edoardo need to beg forgiveness?
Let's say he messed around with girls.
Even with a guard.
In what way, a guard?
Liz. But you're changing the subject.
No, actually, you gave me an idea for a surprise.
Leave you breathless.
C'mon, try them.
I'm sure they'll look great on you.
Bye.
Silvia,
your friend is loading you with gifts.
Why so interested in me?
You know what you're about,
but mixing love with legal matters isn't smart.
Who says it's love?
Think you're the only ones who like to play?
Why's it different with us?
Tell me.
-Let's go! -Take her away.
It's Alfredo.
I may have an idea who's helping our friend.
Okay.
-Are you psyched up? -Raring to go!
That's how I want you.
There's lots of work to do.
A Lemon Gin.
Thank you.
You're Crazy-J!
-It depends who asks. -You're a legend!
You rock, we saw you live.
You busted those Neapolitan assholes.
-Doesn't take much, guys. -Fuck, I mean!
They're a power.
-Can we do a selfie? -Go.
-You do music too? -I rap.
-I do videos. -What kind?
A little like yours.
It stuff that rocks, show her.
Something's missing.
Like?
A brawl, a stolen car, a fight with the cops.
You can help us.
-We'll pay you. -Obviously.
-This okay? -It's a start.
It's a week's pay!
-You're a jerk. -Come dance with me.
Another one, please!
Hot shit!
What's to drink?
I'm boiling!
-There's another party. -Right! We'll do some rhymin'.
Shoot a few videos.
I need the bathroom, wait here.
Where the fuck is she?
Stop!
Where do you think you're goin'?
Where you goin', little Raven?
No fracture fortunately.
I took off the bandage, but he should keep his hand rested.
All right. Thank you.
Thank you, doctor.
Are you glad?
-I'm starving! -Now we'll have a nice sandwich.
A sandwich?
The one time I skip the cafeteria, I have a sandwich?
I'll take you to a restaurant?
No, but we could eat at your house.
-My house? -Yes.
You don't live far from here.
C'mon, we'll cook something!
My house… But quick, or the new directress…
Who gives a fuck, stomachs are more important.
I get it.
Your brother's an asshole.
But he's not nasty, he's a kid.
-He's got gall though. -It's not his fault.
He had to grow up fast.
Sooner or later we all do.
But not with friends.
My father gave him no choice.
Why?
He said only fags and idiots have friends.
Then he'd beat us up.
See? It worked.
Not with me.
What do you mean?
I always had to think up a different name.
Giusi, Jessica…
But my love was only Matteo.
What the fuck are you saying?
It's useless pretending.
I know your boyfriend's name isn't Luna.
I knew right away that we're the same.
You're crazy! Know where we are?
I'm not crazy.
I'm fucking fed up with hiding.
Anyway… what's this Luna like?
As good-looking as me?
She's not a boy.
She's a trannie.
She's like a sister for me, I'm in here for her.
Now they're transferring her for work.
That's why you're pissed off?
She's the only person I can be myself with.
The only one.
And now she's gone.
She's not the only one.
You bein' faggots?
Milos…
I behaved like an asshole.
I'd like to have a girl who writes me too.
-Sorry. -Don't worry.
Let's play some soccer.
Here, this is my house.
The time for some pasta.
It's your own?
-What's this pig? -A hippopotamus, don't touch it.
The bathroom's here.
Are fusillis okay?
Why fusillis?
Then spaghetti.
Good, do spaghetti.
Pino?
Where are you?
What are you doing?
I wanted to see an educator's room.
There's a wardrobe,
there's a bed that's mine,
the pillow gets placed right.
Why a double bed if you're alone?
To stretch out, for all the backaches you kids give me. Let's eat.
C'mon.
Coming?
The fuck a backache, I know why his back hurts.
-Want a hand? -Thank you.
Well?
Where's this new Baby-K?
Hi!
Don't scare her.
My record-producer friend is here.
She's Giulia.
-A pleasure. -What will you have me hear?
Some stuff that rocks.
Crazy-J
Crazy, don't touch me I'm not your lady
You know I'm fixed on cash
With the gang I walk with problems
And the others stay behind shouting
You are Crazy-J, homemade
Your type, Loch Ness, no stress
Okay, homemade
I call it work in progress…
Well?
A nice voice, but…
the market is already full of things…
The radios want something new.
And my label does too. I'm sorry.
Wait.
We have another piece.
-If it's like this, forget it. -It's different.
Maybe I will die, maybe you will sigh
You are like poison
Don't know if I'll be by
Maybe I will die, maybe you will sigh
Free in the sky and there I will die
A knot is in my throat as if it were a tie
I was doing good, but then I got lost
Don't come back yet even if I'm wretched
The hour is over but don't ask me to stay
I'm full of paranoia, a goodbye at the station
Every start has an end, every film a finale
I can't bear us as one for hours
There are thorns in my heart
But to tell the truth
Every night that brings day follows another sunset
And everything I have will go in time
Lying awake at night a void around me
Thoughts in my head origami at dawn
I am alone
When you leave you'll have a new design
Walk straight ahead if I'm no longer yours
A cemetery of memories a memory of your eyes
Of you shooting me, tears on paper
You don't call me, origami that I fold alone when you don't answer…
No!
No, please!
Help!
Who wrote it?
Me… I wrote it.
The melody gives shivers.
The text too. When can you record it?
-Even right now. -Get to work.
We're still in time to launch it on the radio.
A program's about to start, it's perfect.
Good for you.
Thank you, it can be Top Ten!
Any time, I just gave you a hand.
A hand? I'd have done nothing without you.
We have to find a name.
For what?
We can't sign Cardigotrap and Dude.
This piece is yours!
The arrangement is my gift.
-Really? -Certainly.
That's if I get free tickets when you perform in Milan.
Of course!
But you have to promise me
if you need something, you'll come to me.
I'm the "shopper" in here, if you need anything, you know where I am.
-What is it? -I do need something.
Can you help me?
Can it be done?
We're in Naples and I'm Cardigotrap.
Just tell me what.
Tonino is very satisfied with all of you.
Really?
He'd like all of you work with him, but it's not possible.
-Thank God… -So, we've organized a dinner.
And you'll make the pizzas!
Enthusiasm!
There's also another thing.
We invited the parents of an old buddy of yours.
They've founded an association to help kids like you
find a direction outside of here.
-But they'll explain. -Thank you.
Many of you knew Gaetano.
I remember your looks.
Your faces.
You were friends.
Know why he ended up here?
Someone
made him believe there were shortcuts for everything.
Gaetano believed him.
Then he left the JDC.
He made everyone believe he'd changed.
Us first of all.
He had a good job, thanks to Tonino.
When he came home at night
he'd give us a hug
like when he was little.
It seemed all the pain we'd suffered in those years
was finally over.
Until…
they found him…
A part of us died with Gaetano that day.
But what torments us most
is having to think…
that Gaetano lied to us.
We failed as parents.
We weren't able to make him feel our love.
We didn't know how to defend him.
That's why we're here.
The only thing left to us
is the hope that things go differently for you.
We've founded the "Gaetano Sannino" Association.
We're here to tell you
that we're waiting for you outside, to help you,
to give you a hand,
to walk a piece of the road with you,
in the name of Gaetano…
if you want to change your road.
Mr. Sannino, Ma'am…
I'd like to talk to you.
If possible.
To us.
Now, what do we do with the piece?
We record it and deposit it.
-Takes 5 minutes. -And Cardigo?
-Who cares about Cardigo. -The piece is his.
The piece belongs to the one who makes it live.
If he'd sung it, Tony would have yawned.
You have a voice Cardigotrap can only dream of, okay?
Sure, but it's not right, we totally stole it from him.
"The world's unfair, in spending money there's more flair."
-Didn't you sing that? -Yes.
So?
So, let's do it.
But we change the title,
"Lose to Win" is a loser.
So, find one and then…
sign.
-What is it? -What do you think?
-I found out… -What?
I found this in Beppe's house.
So, he and my mother knew each other.
It looks like they were a couple.
So?
Did you talk to her?
No.
She won't even look at me.
Know what?
Fuck off to Rosa Ricci, the world is full of girls.
No, she's the only one I could fall in love with now.
After Nina.
What's so special about her?
I don't know.
It's like she has a suffering inside.
A suffering?
Like my own…
that smothers the light in her.
She acts tough, but you can tell she's the weakest of everybody.
She has a huge need for love.
If only she could break away from her family!
Today, if your name's Ricci, you can't be sensitive.
But I feel it when I'm close to her,
how big her heart is.
Sooner or later she'll do it…
she'll take the jump, I'm sure.
The guy by her side will be lucky.
He'll realize how courageous and strong his girl is.
But why talk about it?
It'll never happen.
It was my first day of leave.
I'd gone to have a swim.
I didn't realize I'd been followed.
And then?
And then I found him at my back.
He was pointing a gun at me.
I got scared.
And I shot him.
I didn't know his gun wasn't loaded.
Louse never would have done it.
They'd forced him to kill me.
Or they'd have killed the two of you.
But he didn't want to.
Gaetano wasn't a murderer.
He sacrificed himself to save me
and you.
I held him in my hands.
I looked into his eyes as he died.
He implored me to tell you he'd changed…
that he loved you…
but I couldn't do it.
I didn't have the courage.
I'm not even worthy of your forgiveness.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry!
You did a horrible thing.
You took our son from us.
But you had courage equal to his.
And you have your whole life to be forgiven.
I'm sorry!
Rosa?
-I have something for you. -For me?
-What is it? -It was recorded in secret.
It's a person who says what he thinks of you.
If you don't like what you hear, don't worry.
No one will know.
I swear.
It's like she has a suffering inside
that smothers the light in her.
She acts tough but you can tell she's the weakest of everybody.
She has a huge need for love.
If only she could break away from her family!
Today, if your name's Ricci, you can't be sensitive.
But I feel it when I'm close to her, how big her heart is.
Sooner or later, she'll do it, she'll take the leap, I'm sure.
The guy by her side will be lucky.
He'll realize how courageous and strong his girl is.
-Where are you taking me? -Shut up and walk.
Why look at me like that?
What are we doing up here?
Someone's waiting for you.
-Who? -Go.
I'll be here.
Was it Silvia?
If you're gonna be like this, let's go.
For sure the D.O. is coming.
My suffering…
smothers the light inside me.
What's that mean?
It's not true I'm fragile.
But I have a big heart, I do.
Then don't crush it.
It's not so easy.
You like easy things?
Look at me.
What do you feel?
That you're sincere.
And it scares me.
Why?
Because it'll be just you and me.
Now what do you feel?
That if they hurt you I'd never forgive myself.
And I'd never forgive myself if you, for fear of dying,
gave up living
or for fear of a war.
What do we do?
Close your eyes.
C'mon.
See us out there?
Freedom.
On a beach.
Hear the sound of the sea?
The wind on your skin?
We're alone, the two of us.
Alone, the two of us.
-This pizza took two hours! -Didn't want to come out.
It's "Capricious"!
Let's toast to Tonino!
Tonino, Tonino!
The pizza-maker!
Before the toast,
I want to say you were all great and I'm happy to be with you.
I ended up here too and, thanks to a pizza course, I got out.
My wish for all of you is to find your way, too.
-So, you'll hire us? -Want a swear word?
-Brick and mortar… -Cheers to the boss's daughter.
-Mortar and brick… -Cheers to this fuckin' dick!
Eat and enjoy!
-I'm going to the pharmacy. -At this hour?
You need antibiotics for another two days.
I'm fine now, anyhow they're killin' my stomach.
You have to take them! See you in 10 minutes.
Okay.
-Gimme the scooter. -Huh?
-Get off. -What are you doing?
-Get off! -Get lost!
D.O.!
Edoardo!
Open up!
Edoardo!
Edo!
Shoot me, you son of a bitch!
Shoot me!
-You'll get yourself killed! -Call someone!
Move!
No!
-Susy, call an ambulance. -Right away.
Open your eyes!
I'm here.
Open your eyes.
Open your eyes, Edoardo!
D.O…
You risked your life
to save me.
Look at me.
Look at me!
Subtitle translation by: Charlotte Lantery