My ma made me such a looker!
Yeah.
And Totò, with that red hair?
The stork shit on ya!
-Edoardo, pass the gel. -Here.
Catch!
Whose is it?
It's Ciro's, you swiping it?
Dude, here again? You like being with animals, huh?
Where are you going?
Ciro, I'm sorry for what I said in the cafeteria.
Don't worry, it's nothing.
Seriously, I've never been in jail so, I don't know…
Pino, take him to the showers.
Smell the stink?
Guys, outta the showers.
Fast, we got a killer here!
You killed a guy, true or not?
Yes.
Go.
-Careful, he's dangerous. -Dude? A killer?
Shoot here!
Here's a machine gun!
Pin.
You'll get on fine with Danut, let him drink and he'll leave you alone.
Pin.
Think I chose your father?
-It's tradition. -It's a shit tradition!
No one's joking here.
You're a woman now, you have to do what you gotta.
NADITZA 12 HOURS BEFORE HER ARREST
Carmine!
How are you?
-You look swell. -Looks good, huh?
Don't worry, we'll get it fixed.
Why all the TLC now?
Respect your ma.
Pa's talking to Antonio Valletta, be patient, we'll fix it up.
Know what I'm called in here? Walking Dead.
It's just a matter of time.
So, why are you still alive?
Pa's gonna tend to it.
If he does, nothing will happen to you.
Why all the interest now?
-I'm not a sheep anymore? -Carmine!
Hey, guy!
What's that guy want!
After all you did for Nina, you showed you were a real man.
-Now Nina would screw you. -It's over.
Do me a favor?
Tell her: "Carmine doesn't want to see you anymore".
Let go of me!
Our new lawyer is with the most important law firm in Milan.
He also thinks it's absurd keeping you here until the trial.
-Why that face? -What face?
-Tell him. -Filippo, you must just stay calm.
-It's a matter of time. -Why didn't Mom come?
-She's not feeling well. -Oh, sure!
-It's the truth. -And you? Why are you here?
I'll tell you why.
Mom thinks I'm shit and you're wallowing.
Another thing…
Rather than seeing you wallow, I prefer being alone.
I brought you some Beethoven,
I know you like to practice, even just mentally.
Jerk!
-Why behave like this? -Because I'm in the shit.
I need money.
-What for? -Gifts.
-That's what mobsters do. -You're a real jerk!
-Does it hurt? -A little.
-What did you do to my dog? -Me?
He just suddenly bit me! I don't know why.
Mom, Tyson's the best dog in the world. If he bites, there's a reason.
He eats three times a day, I take him out, I treat him like royalty.
-What do you feed him? -The best dog food.
Dog food? What! Dog food!
You wonder why the fuck he bit you, he eats fillet!
He can go to work and buy his own fillet.
-He shoulda ripped your arm off. -Fuck you!
-You piss me off. -Shut up and fuck off!
-You're always yelling. -Asshole!
Gents and ladies, just 5 euros for the show.
Don't be an idiot, your mother's waiting.
Gianni!
How are you?
-You're so handsome! -Sunny in here?
You're all nuts today?
See why I'm in the shit?
It's always like this?
Pino, these outbursts are no good.
Look at me!
As an educator, I have to report to the director, then him to the judge.
This affects permissions and trials.
You end up the loser for being an asshole.
It's not my fault that they piss me off.
It's mine!
-Horoscopes? -You read the horoscopes?
Never believed in 'em.
I create my own fate.
Did you hear what I said? Did you listen?
You have to stay calm like when you read the paper.
What is it?
My Son's Murderer Must Pay
Piece of shit!
Filippo, you're depressed?
You're always alone.
Come on, I'll show you a nice place.
I have something more interesting for you to read.
Let's go.
-Isn't it nice, Dude? -Yes, it's nice.
Air's clean.
What do you want to show me?
-That's not me, I swear! -It's not you?
-Who the fuck are you kidding? -I swear, that's not me!
-It's your twin? -I didn't do it.
-You're a fucking rat. -That's not me.
Listen…
Know what we do to rats?
-You kill your friends? -Believe me…
How can we fucking trust you?
That's how it is in Milan?
What are you going to do?
You killed a rat? The only rat here is you.
What are you going to do?
-What the fuck are you doing? -Shut up or I'll throw you down there.
What the fuck are you doing?
Please, no!
Please, pull me up!
-Like the view? -It's nice from there, huh?
You're the only rat to kill.
-We don't trust you, okay? -Shit Milanese!
Here's another idiot.
You're walking deads, we'll make you shit bricks too.
-Walking Dead! -Sheep!
Want some view too?
Let's go.
-How are you? -How the fuck am I?
-They just wanted to scare you. -They wanted to kill me!
-What's going on? -Nothing.
Don't say a word to the guards.
-I'm going straight to the directress. -You're a jerk.
-What happened? -I want to talk to the directress.
You're sure?
Don't go overboard, it can be worked out.
-I want to talk to the directress. -Then let's go.
I want to go to my wife.
Tomorrow she's your wife, it's bad luck before the wedding.
Want your down payment or not?
Even when you buy a car, they let you take it for a spin.
Becca!
Just five minutes.
Son-in-law!
Let go of me…
Naditza!
Lousy shit-eater!
Becca, where's your daughter? She's gone.
-Miss, you're a surprise! -Move it!
-Directress, they're crazy. -You're better than them, right?
-I'm no criminal. -It seems you killed your friend.
What was his name? Gregorio Stassi.
-It was an accident. -Yours wasn't!
Yes, it was a terrible accident!
It will torment me all my life, but they're criminals.
They've decided to commit crimes, they'll probably do it again.
-You should defend me. -Who forced you to take ecstasy?
It's a drug! Was that an accident too?
No, it was the result of your choices.
It's called responsibility.
Your parents didn't teach you? You'll learn here, now!
Or I can't do a thing for you.
But there's good news.
You have another family now,
the ones you call crazy, and some of them may be crazy,
but some may be walking your same path.
Don't judge them, they might teach you something.
Want to tell me what happened?
Nothing.
You've already learned something from your new friends.
D.O.?
Filippo, come on.
-Miss, what'll you do here? -My business.
You have my number, call if you need anything.
-Thanks! -Take care.
Honey, come home, I was wrong.
Can we talk? C'mon, pet, why don't you pick up?
C'mon pet!
Little doll, Naditza, come home!
Fuck off!
For reception, tomorrow at 8:30.
I have to see the D.O., it's urgent.
He's off duty. Who's this?
-It's Naditza, Gennaro! -Nadiza, why are you here?
Open up, we'll wait for him together.
Think this is a hotel? Naditza, go take a stroll!
-Goodnight! -Gennaro!
Gennaro, now you'll let me in?
Holy Mary, you damaged a police car!
Now I gotta take you to the precinct.
-Finally! -Move it.
What did I tell you?
No one's normal in this shithole.
Who's this big shot that's so mad at you?
My friend's father, a congressman, he's doing his best to keep me here.
You didn't know?
No. My father didn't bother to say.
You'll get through this.
I won't take rec hour with those animals anymore.
That's another wrong move.
The more you isolate, the more you piss them off.
I have something for you.
Here, you lost it.
Thank you.
Love's just so-so.
But your lifeline's very long.
I hope it won't all be in this cesspit!
-She's here. -Naditza!
Now we'll settle the score.
Sorry, I'll take her off your hands.
She's accused of vandalism, resisting arrest and assault of a public official.
A habitual offender, you'll meet in jail, she goes to the JDC tomorrow.
You did this on purpose?
If someone stronger than you is screwing you, find someone stronger than him.
What the fuck are you saying?
You taught me that, Pa.
You lousy shit-eater!
Keep your hands off or you'll be keeping her company.
Move it!
Lousy shit-eater!
-You were saying? -Your father's a hunk.
Yeah, but he's a bastard.
-There's a gym in the other wing. -I'd rather do it alone.
Get ready, you've got a visitor.
What visitor, D.O.?
Move.
Open up.
Come on.
Open up.
What are you doing here?
-Aren't you happy to see me? -I don't like surprises.
-Didn't my brother tell you? -Yes.
But I know you don't think that.
I know how you feel, it's normal, but you have to react.
React? If they don't kill me first, I'll get 20 years. How would you react?
Together, we'll do this together.
But you have to believe it.
You gotta think I'm always by your side.
Don't you get it? I don't want to see you anymore!
Nina, I don't love you, I never did.
Now get out. Get out!
Di Salvo!
Why be like this?
She loves you and it's obvious you do too.
Don't stick your nose in.
Don't throw away the beautiful things on the outside,
they keep you alive while you're here.
You have to fight, hear me?
I think just one thing.
Fighting makes sense if you have hope,
or else, it's best not to.
At least I won't look like an idiot.
Miss…
Come here.
-Comfy? -It's great to be back!
-Have you changed something? -I don't know.
Turn the chair around.
So, Naditza.
May 2015, theft,
September, detention, then theft again.
-December 31, 2017… -Assault of a public official.
Nice way to spend New Year's.
-How do you celebrate it? -C'mon!
I opened a bottle of Asti Spumante with the other girls.
The other directress was a bitch.
She kept us separate, guys and girls, on New Year's!
What did she think we'd do? Think evil, do evil.
This time, vandalism
and assault of a public official.
How about staying home?
Would you stay where your father sells you to his cousin for 150 thousand euros?
-There are many ways to get free. -This is mine and it's yours too.
You holed up in here all by yourself.
Your eyes are sad.
-Beautiful, but sad. -Sign.
I don't know if the other directress was a bitch.
You have my word.
-I chose to be here. -Me, too.
Know why? Because I have lots to learn.
You're right.
Liz!
Goodbye.
-Ma'am, a tiny gift. -No!
I didn't steal it, it's our little secret.
And you're much prettier than the other directress.
Good thing.
Guys, out for activities!
Move!
Go do painting or whatever,
move it!
Out!
Get moving!
Out for activities!
Dude, not coming?
I'm not up for it.
-Can I stay here? -As you like.
But if you're anti-social, it's worse.
Take my word.
Great, some fresh air does you good!
C'mon, Dude, move.
Hey, Dude!
Did you screw the directress or did she screw you?
Now you're in for it.
You got a new boyfriend? Move.
Take him away.
Dude, you're a backpedaler wimp!
Look who's here! Dude.
The criminal who kills his friends.
Did you go crying to the directress?
Go on down.
Come here, we love you.
Come here!
That rat!
-Not coming down? -Come with me.
The guy's got guts, deserves a prize.
He made up his mind.
Dude!
It's outta my hands, they're uncivil.
That's enough, get inside!
You've had enough fun.
Where did he go?
Saverio, go that way and turn on your radio.
Giuseppe, take that side.
Damn it!
Dude, they were joking!
Filippo?
Dude?
-Dude, where are you? -Cool it, don't be like this.
Don't make us waste time!
-Dude! -Filippo, where are you?
Come out now and there's no consequence.
Where the fuck are you?
Filippo, come here!
You're making this serious business!
Don't be an asshole!
Move it!
Where are you? I won't do anything, come out.
Here again, huh?
-Liz, you repainted? -Like it?
Serena!
I'm glad you're back.
-Look who's here! -It's Naditza!
Guess who's back!
Giorgina, you're wasting away.
Don't I wish!
-Little ones! -How are you?
Fine.
You're in a cell with Silvia.
Hi.
I don't know you, you're new?
I'm Naditza.
Viola.
-What a bitch. -Come here, darling.
Sweetie!
Hi, Blondie!
-How could he get away? -From the courtyard.
-And the guards? -They lost him.
-Things go in reverse here. -It's not my fault.
-Lino? -D.O.?
-Well? -We can't find him.
Give me the radio.
-Any news? -No, maybe he climbed the fence.
No, it's impossible!
-Did you do these? -No, their Serena's.
But now she's with Viola.
The new one? Who is that nutcase?
I don't talk much to her, she scares me.
Not me.
-I just don't like her. -You'll eat her for breakfast.
I'd get poisoned.
She's got evil inside.
Ferrari?
You're making your position worse!
If we don't find you, it's shitsville!
Hear that?
-Where's that music from? -Over there.
Give me the keys.
Come with me.
God!
If he looks like he plays, I'll marry him.
How do you know it's a boy?
I feel it.
Filippo, let's go.
C'mon.
That bastard!
You know him?
An SOB who treated me bad.
Cute, that SOB.
-Let's make a bet. -Okay.
-One month, he'll be licking my boots. -Love to see it.
Listen, I…
Countersign, please.
What is it?
My report on you for the parole judge.
-I'm sorry. -Can I explain?
Remember what I said about responsibility?
Our actions have consequences.
Now it's not time for explanations, it's time for consequences.
You can go.
That signature?
-I won't sign a fucking thing. -I'll report you too.
You wrote that Filippo is dangerous and unmanageable.
-It's the truth. -No, Filippo isn't dangerous.
He's just scared, he should be protected and if you hadn't been such a bitch…
-Watch you language. -It's what I think.
I don't know why you're against Filippo, but it's unfair to bias his position.
I'm not here to protect Filippo,
but to identify courses of treatment…
Filippo is tortured by what he did.
Maybe, but he's convinced he's not a murderer, that it was an accident.
What we can do for these kids
is help them see things straight, and we do this with rules.
If not, a murderer is an accident, a mobster is a man of honor.
Rules are made to be respected.
We don't have to turn them into little soldiers,
but it's the only way to help them live in this world.
Evidently Filippo's parents didn't do that.
Ma'am…
we're not here to take their parents' place.
-Coffee? -No, thanks, but make some for yourself.
No need.
I've thought of something for Filippo.
A piano course.
-The kids can barely read. -I heard him.
Filippo is a maestro.
And music unites everyone.
But we could have coffee once in a while.
Ciro, he's coming.
-Bravo, Maestro! -Bravo, Dude!
Good for you, Dude.
-Scared? -No.
Can you play table soccer?
-Sure. -Come on.
They're dickheads, but touch their hearts and they're your friends forever.
-I didn't do much. -What!
One to nothing.
You're the Correction Center hero now, aren't you?
-Sure is! -He plays real good.
I didn't even know there was a piano.
One to one.
Good shot!
To be forgiven, why don't you
organize a concert.
-A concert? -A normal thing on the piano.
Like Liberato.
Two to one. What's the matter, distracted?
I don't know him.
What the shit? You don't know Liberato?
No.
You don't know him? Okay…
Then you decide, something we can all sing together.
I play classical music, it's not stuff you sing.
Two to two.
Think we don't understand it 'cause we're not from up North?
North has nothing to do with it.
I respect you all, that's what my parents taught me.
But you have to respect me too.
Match point, my serve.
You better get off that high horse.
We've been nice to you
but you haven't with us.
-Listen… -I'm fed up playing with you.
Pino.
Where do you think you're going? Sit down.
Did you have to be a whiz at table soccer too?
-Keep your head down, okay? -So they can chop it off.
That's that!
No one here has a dead man on his conscience.
They can make your life hell.
Yeah!
Good night.
Shut up or I'll slit your throat.
Take this!
-We don't understand your music? -Let's teach him ours.
-Shit pianist. -Shut up and eat dirt.
-Learn to be a man. -Dumbass daddy's boy.
Let's scram.
Keep your mouth shut.
That's how you'll end up, you piece of shit.
Slowly, lean on me.
-All okay? -All okay.
The bastards!
I'd do anything for you.
Then, show me.
Carmine?
Do you mean it when you say you're my friend?
Of course.
Then you have to help me out.
To do what?
I have to get a gun.
Subtitle translaion by: Charlotte Lantery