Guys, ready to open the jib.
C'mon, we'll open the sails and go faster!
Edoardo, windward!
-Pino, downwind. -Coming.
Haul the line towards the bow.
Go!
Watch the wind.
Pino, c'mon!
C'mon, we'll fly like the wind!
Guys, fast!
C'mon!
Guys, no horsing around.
C'mon!
Hi, Massimo.
C'mon, it's late.
-Beppe, they always sucker you. -It was a great day.
-But you're the adult. -Guys, get in.
-C'mon, make it fast. -Outstanding, Beppe!
Get in, move it!
NAPLES JUVENILE DETENTION CENTER
Hello.
There he is…
the piece of shit who killed Nazzario.
He's a Di Salvo.
-Hey, walking dead! -Where'd that guy come from?
Guys, let's move.
He's a dude, we're gonna be friends.
Shitboy, you're shitting in your pants.
Stop, go play ball.
Give us a smile!
-Gennaro? -Wait. What is it?
This one goes far from my cell.
I don't want the stink of this shit.
Go play ball!
Let's go.
Walking dead!
Let's go.
Sit down.
-Where's his file? -Right here, D.O.
Filippo Ferrari, born in Milan.
They'll give this northern dude a whopping party.
I don't understand.
You made a huge fuck-up.
-Directress? -Yes.
-Do you realize what you did? -It was an accident.
The judge will decide that.
-Have my parents been contacted? -Of course.
You can see them when they arrive. Take him to his cell!
I'll put him alone to avoid contact with the others.
-Until the judge's decision. -Why?
He has to realize where he is.
I'll put him with the new one, Di Salvo?
Social services say he's a good kid.
-You still believe their reports? -I've been here 20 years.
They're essential to understand who's before you.
The report says he's a good kid, he comes from a wealthy family.
It didn't keep him from ruining his life with irresponsible behavior.
-It was an accident. -What you did wasn't an accident.
An accident is something random, unexpected.
Instead, what happened is your responsibility.
You chose to take drugs and do that crazy game with your friend.
I'll put him with Di Salvo.
Okay, we'll do as you say.
Come on.
Move, c'mon!
C'mon in, kid.
Come on in!
Who's got the toilet paper?
-Who's gotta mind his own business? -Settle down.
Filippo, this is Pinuccio, called Pino the Psycho.
They call me like the great Pino
who sang: "I'm a psycho, I'm a psycho.
Scram or I'll get my ammo".
Now that you're friends, he'll take you to your cell.
He's with Di Salvo.
With the dumbass? Come with me.
Nice jeans, shoes too.
I like how ya dress.
Why you going with that one? He's a rat.
Come with me, I'll show ya my cell.
Come in, don't be shy.
Look!
Blow off steam, it's right here. I'll show ya something.
-See the boobs? Like 'em? -Yes.
Nice pussy.
-Don't like girls? -Yes, I do.
Where are ya from, who do you belong to?
-No one. -No one?
-Got pills, or anything? -Pills?
-No, I don't. -Then you're useless, get out.
I'm better alone.
What the fuck, huh?
-Who are you? -Filippo.
What's this hand? I'm Gianni, but they call me Cardigotrap.
Cardi is "cardio", for the heart,
"go" is "goldfinch" the bosses' bird and "trap" is the music.
-You know it? -Yes.
Are you scared of me?
Understand me?
-No, I'm from Milan. -San Siro?
I'd like to sing there! Ever been?
-Yes, for Inter. -A shit team.
Listen, Filippo,
if you don't break balls… They say "balls" in Milan?
If you don't break balls, it's like boarding school.
Study, eat,
play ball and no sex.
It's not that… You can't screw!
Ferrari? Still there?
Move, follow me!
Move!
Carmine, he's your cell mate, you've already met.
Take care.
What are you going to do?
-Making your bed or not? -Yes.
-Know how? -No, I always had a maid.
What a start!
You'll fit in great.
Wait.
You gonna let me do it all?
-You're going to let me do it all? -No.
You taking me for your maid?
Okay? Do it yourself.
CARMINE ONE DAY BEFORE HIS ARREST
Ma!
-Hurry, or I'll be late. -Just a minute.
-Good morning. -Hi, Ezio.
-Make me coffee. -I work.
I'll be late.
You work, huh?
I see.
What money bought this?
This nice T-shirt.
With this
or with your work?
Don't answer, huh?
They're right calling you "Sheep".
Ezio!
Here, Ma.
Buy fish with this.
Make me coffee and bring it to my room.
Make his coffee, and get rid of this stuff.
-Grandma, I'll be late. -Carmine!
In my house, we don't bite the hand that feeds us, hear?
You're a Di Salvo, don't forget it.
Grandma?
Can you make it for him? I'll be late.
Carmine, make the coffee.
Listen to your mother and brother, you'd better.
Carmine, don't be a fool, you know that's not your turf.
Go, and they'll beat the hell out of you.
It's late, I'm going.
What's Sheep doing here?
-What are you fucking doing here? -Going to work.
You piece of shit, what are you doing here?
This aingt your turf.
Didn't your idiot brother teach ya the rules?
Hear that, ya trash? Now get outta here.
Get out! You piece of shit!
Let's go.
Carmine!
-Nothing happened. -What the fuck did you do?
Who the fuck did this to you?
-The neighborhood guys. -You went under the arch, huh?
Wash your face and take off that fucking T-shirt.
Asshole, don't you know no one touches the Di Salvos?
-We're not winning games. -We're making no goals.
We'll end up in League C.
-Gimme some. -Don't shit with me, I just lit it.
Gimme a drag!
You shit! Try it with me, dumbass.
Get on!
Where are you going, shitball?
Stop, you bastard! I'll kill you.
Where are you going, scum?
I'm gonna get you, shitboy!
Get off.
Where were you going shitass? Huh?
Carmine!
Kill this piece of shit.
Kill him.
Show him how we get respect.
Kill him.
C'mon, kill him!
-Kill him! -No!
I'm not like you, okay? I'm not like the rest of you.
You make me sick.
-You make me sick! -Get lost, you piece of shit!
Hello.
He's furious, you didn't come yesterday.
I called him.
Excuse me a moment.
Carmine, he's steamed.
-I couldn't come, really. -I know.
-I'll talk to him. -Don't get in trouble.
No.
Give me a kiss.
-Hello, Mr. Leo. -We'll feather the bangs.
Sorry I didn't come yesterday.
It enhances your eyes.
And it'll show off the beauty of the face.
Mariangela, I'll do the lady?
You'll do exactly nothing.
-Mr. Leo… -Get out!
-Let's talk about it. -Are you deaf?
I said game's over. Get out.
Right now, clear?
Now!
Leave me alone.
-Carmine! -What are you doing here?
What do you mean?
-Did he fire you too? -I don't care.
You and I are a force.
Where will we go alone?
Get on.
Where are you taking me?
Let's go to the sea, want to?
Let's go to the sea.
Who the fuck is that?
Stretch those legs!
FILIPPO ONE DAY BEFORE HIS ARREST
Watches and wallets in your pockets, because here…
-Don't get screwed in the city too? -Yeah, they're also Neapolitans.
-That was good, huh? -Yeah.
Guys?
She's not a great player, but…
-What do you care, screw her! -She's not bad, should I?
-Why? -'Cause you studied at the Conservatory!
Hi.
A pleasure, I'm Naditza.
NADITZA ONE WEEK BEFORE HER ARREST
Filippo, they're Greg, Pigio and Ale.
-May I? -Sure.
Mom… Yes, I'm coming!
Sorry, I have to go. It was a pleasure.
-You scared her off. -No, she had things to do.
-What is it? -Holy shit!
-What is it? -She stole my wallet.
You shit gypsy, stop!
-Okay, take it back. -What the fuck did you want to do?
Nothing!
Things okay?
You fell for me?
Doesn't make you sick, kissing the shit gypsy?
-Got it. -Did she take anything?
It's all here.
-What time is the Dj set? -I don't know.
-What's the matter? -No!
-She swiped my watch. -Fuck it!
Let's go.
I don't want to be like Ezio.
You aren't like Ezio.
-I was thinking about our salon. -Yeah?
-What were you thinking? -It'll be the biggest in Naples.
Of course, no hairdressers are as good as you.
Want to see it? It's all in my head.
-Ready? -Go.
It starts here… careful!
It has to be a just-right size.
Ready?
This is the entrance, the cash register's here,
shampooing's done on the right, with our own products.
-Our own! -Gel, wax, everything we want…
On this side, behind a panel,
the workspace for cuts, coloring and styling.
The ladies who come to us
have to think we make the prettiest curls in Naples.
-Prettier than yours. -And me?
-You're not here, I'm sorry. -What?
I'm kidding! Come here.
This is your realm, but bigger obviously.
The sectors for beauty treatments.
-What do you think? -It's splendid.
-Like it? -Just the way I like you.
-Know something? -What?
I've always loved you, always…
-Even when you didn't know me? -Sure, I was looking for you.
-You were looking for me? -And I found you.
Good thing.
Carmine!
Stay down.
You wanted to run? He wanted to run!
You Di Salvos are real stupid.
Honey, leave.
-Where are ya going? -Leave her alone.
Shut up!
You're real pretty.
Sheep, got no balls to shoot, but for screwing ya do!
How do you like it? Sheep-ass style?
-Yeah, sheep-ass style. -Leave her alone!
Stay there, asshole!
Stay still.
Stay still, come here.
Come on, I don't want to hurt you.
Aingt I better looking than that shit?
Come on, I just wanna see how you're made. Show me.
Lemmi see!
What nice thighs.
Carmine!
Let go of me!
Carmine!
PAOLA 13 HOURS EARLIER
Unbelievable!
Guys, this stuff is chocolate!
No rules tonight, we're kicking butt, my treat.
You said it!
It's gonna end up really bad!
A toast!
To Naples!
Guys, we're living it up tonight.
We'll get a little ecstasy.
-C'mon, don't be a ballbreaker. -You're crazy!
GENERAL INFORMATION
Yes?
-Director. -Hello.
I was just told of your arrival, we were expecting you tomorrow.
-That's why I came today. -Detention Officer Massimo Esposito.
Paola Vinci. Please sit.
-This is a new reality for me. -I can imagine.
-What? -It won't be easy to settle in.
-Because I'm a woman? -No!
Because here, different from other regions,
the greatest number of inmates are Italian.
-The minors… -The foreign percentage is higher.
But in this region, organized crime
is a system which especially involves the youngest.
They usually enter for serious crimes like murder.
You're prepared.
If you mean that beyond theory, we must know the practice…
Let me ask you one thing.
Why do the youth of your city
choose to follow a criminal example and not follow those like you?
That answer is not written anywhere.
Maybe we need to ask the right question.
I always look for the right answer or question but haven't found it.
Hi, doll!
You're just right.
I want to give you a gift.
-Are you curious? -Yes.
-I don't do these things. -You're sure?
Don't even want to see how I kiss?
You kiss nice, know that?
I'm in love with Naples.
-How about a gin fizz? -No, I'll get drunk.
What's it matter? You've taken tons of stuff.
No!
One of us!
Guys, let's go up there, I want to film a story.
We'll get 10,000 followers tonight.
How many stairs are there?
They're never-ending!
It's magnificent.
Say what you like, but it's magnificent.
Guys, let's film a story.
I hold your feet and you film from down there.
-No. -You're a wimp.
-Challenging me? -Chicken.
-It stings, huh? -Chicken.
I play for a thousand people and you say I'm chicken for this?
-Why not do it? -The one who lasts longest, wins.
-So, Filippo? -Let's do it.
-You'll hold me? -Ready?
Go!
Go…
Sixty!
-Your turn. -No, I don't do these things.
-No, I don't give a shit. -It's your turn!
-No, guys. -Now you do it, you talked tough.
-Filippo, you won. -No, it's no big deal.
C'mon, shit!
Okay, grab my ankles.
Hold on to him, huh?
Hold him, okay?
Guys, I'm slipping, pull me up!
What the fuck did you do?
Greg! No!
Move!
Sit down.
Did you tell them it was an accident?
We told you not to do it, you didn't listen.
-What the shit are you saying? -You always do things your way.
Champ, come here.
Thank you.
Sit down.
Filippo Ferrari, 17, from Milan.
-Seems from a good family. -Where were you born?
-In Milan. -Louder!
In Milan.
-Place of residence? -Via Sant'Agnese.
You messed up real bad, right?
It was an accident.
Take him to his cell and have him change his shirt.
Come on.
Again?
Move.
Look ahead.
Inside.
You, change your T-shirt. You, go sit down.
Guys, come on out.
Move!
Subtitle translation by: Charlotte Lantery