We'll never be apart, Carmine!
We're getting married, I promise.
NAPLES JUVENILE DETENTION CENTER
Guys, let's play cops versus robbers.
Edoardo, you got crooked feet!
Ferrari, what's this hair thing? Three hours!
-Can you see the part? -No, relax.
Calm down!
Go!
Thanks, Giggì.
You still suck.
What are you looking at?
You're scared of them, eh?
Still haven't wiped off that writing.
Not you too, okay?
I got my own problems.
Move it.
Hey, trash! Looking at Ciro?
Where are you going? Huh?
Where are you going?
Where ya going, huh?
Calm down!
Stay still! Want isolation?
You got horns!
That's enough!
Fucking rat!
Move it.
I gotta get a blade
before these shits transfer Dude.
Hear me, Dude?
You're trash!
Never any peace with you guys.
Carmine is a daddy and a friend
I killed him, okay?
Pino, you're doing perfect probation!
Always punctual to sign. Setting your head straight?
My head's always set straight.
It's the other heads that aren't.
-Goodbye. -Bye.
PINO 72 HOURS BEFORE THE NEW ARREST
Jenny?
Your name's not Jenny, it's Hashish.
You're my dog.
Anyone tries to split us they'll come to a bad end.
D.O. is that ratfink Sheep dead yet?
I dreamed Ciro's waiting for him.
What do I do?
Eye on Louse.
How are you?
How's Carmine?
Nothing new.
Filippo, after your confession, the magistrate
decided to transfer you.
You're not safe here,
even if it was self-defense.
Eye for an eye, we know the rules of the game.
Look at me!
If they find out it was you who stabbed Ciro…
all hell will break loose.
Officially, Carmine killed him.
What's it matter?
They don't give shit who did it.
-They say we're both guilty. -So, we're separating you.
Ciro's death has to be on me, not Carmine.
-Till I go, I want to be with them. -Why?
You taught me why.
Hiding is like admitting guilt.
He's right, isolating him admits guilt.
He goes with the others and gets special surveillance.
-What do you think? -Really want to know?
After all my crap?
We all made mistakes, Massimo, the first was me.
Beppe, you're not responsible for safety in here.
Carmine and Ciro aren't on your conscience.
We'd better reinstate privileges, they're going nuts.
First, we get rid of that writing.
What's going on?
Get outta here!
-What are you doing? -Teach him to behave.
Oh, yeah? How do I do that?
Put him in a cage?
Like you with the birds?
You piece of shit!
Right, lock yourself in!
You old piece of shit!
Let's go.
What's that moron know about behaving?
C'mon, faster!
-Where ya going? -Yeah!
You say it's me.
Did you see the butterflies?
What is it?
Hi, Cardigo.
Want me to leave?
-What are you doing? -Writing a song.
Can I see?
It's called "Black Blood".
What's it about?
Me, the beatings I was raised on.
The violence I inhaled from my birth till Ciro's death.
I'm sorry.
Trash won't make it to sundown.
Meaning?
Ciro's dead, Edoardo.
Yeah, but I decide.
I decide when it's done.
I decide where it's done.
I've decided it's not time for a blade, okay?
We do what I say here.
Or are you giving the orders?
Louse, we gotta trust Edoardo.
He's kidding, don't be offended!
C'mon, block me on this one!
Everybody, your attention.
The directress wants a word.
Are you deaf? Stop.
Listen to the directress.
-Morning, lovely directress! -Good morning.
Directress, got good news?
When do we get our privileges?
It's up to you. Clean up the mural and we'll talk about it.
No, Ciro stays.
Louse…
Forgive them, they're unruly.
Friendship is a value for us,
that writing is homage to a friend.
What's the problem?
That writing's the reminder of a logic we fight every day.
Losing Ciro was painful for us all.
Then don't break our balls? Ciro stays!
No touching Ciro's name!
-Mind your place. -Hands off me!
We'll eliminate it and, of your own choosing,
and I emphasize that privileges remain suspended.
Ciro's a king and you're nobody!
-Dickhead! -Where's this going?
Go back to playing.
I can't stand this! Take care of it.
Little dolls?
Naditza, already in bed?
Nunzia! You're killing me!
-Why? -I haven't seen Filippo in 10 days.
Let's say tomorrow's a good day.
Why?
Activities resume
and Dude's waiting for you in music class.
-Happy? -Kidding?
I can't believe it! Hear that, hon'?
-Oh God, do I look frazzled? -A little.
-My hair too? -Don't worry about your hair!
That's what interests men…
-How am I with this? -How am I with this…
Let's go wash.
Anyway, Filippo's interested in my art.
Oh sure!
The art of screwing others?
Viola,
go shower too, you stink of envy.
Juliet of the poor, wait!
Guys, with me.
Guys!
-Pino! -Relax, Liz.
Where are you going?
Edoardo, no crap.
-It's you doing crap. -Listen to Liz.
-Let us by. -No one gets by.
-You'd better. -What's the deal here?
Well?
Nothing to say?
Talk!
That mural is against violence.
You defaced it! Wasn't losing a friend enough?
We didn't kill Ciro.
You're right,
you wanted to help him kill a guy and look how it went.
It's our fault? And where were you?
Aren't you responsible for what happens in here?
D.O. we just want to remember a friend.
You want it gone because it says how small you are.
That's the truth, D.O.
Mur-der-ers!
Mur-der-ers…
Murderers!
Mur-der-ers!
Mur-der-ers…
We have to halt the workers.
Directress for Lino.
-Yes? -Suspend the operation.
The mural stays for now.
Copied.
Take it away.
Guys, Ciro, Ciro…
Massimo!
I'm outta here.
I'm not staying.
-Let's talk. -More talking?
Let me ask you a question.
Whose fault is Ciro's death?
Whose fault is the attack on Carmine?
-Answer me. -Calm down.
The one who had the responsibility to protect them.
-You're distraught. -I'm not distraught.
I finally realized something.
-I'm not worth shit! -Calm down.
Can we talk this over, in a civil way?
I'm done with the JDC.
Look for another D.O.
Are you serious?
Where are you going?
And an apple, please.
Where are you going?
Idiot!
Cardigotrap, all okay?
Totò, please.
"Black Blood".
"Facing these cell walls, I kill violence,
but no one cares, black blood.
Blood every night on this mouth, but no one cares…"
C'mon!
Instead of "but no one cares", why not say "blood to fucking hell"?
Leave him alone.
It's nice, sounds like one of my poems.
-You wrote this? -Yes.
Well done.
Was Gemma your inspiration?
I always say women work miracles.
These meatballs are like cream puffs.
-I know how you feel. -You don't know a fucking thing.
Friends become brothers in here.
Don't!
Carmine's a brother for me.
Like Ciro was for you.
Dude's gotta rinse his mouth before talking about Ciro.
You're no one's brother.
You were a ratfink with Ciro, I'm not forgetting.
I'm not forgetting. Look at me!
Dude, look at me!
-Look at me, Dude. -Look at me!
No one's forgetting, calm down.
Listen to a friend.
You gonna cool off?
Go get some fresh air.
Good grief!
I'm still waiting for the blade.
You found the grass I left in your cell, right?
Yeah, but I can't give you what you asked.
Cut the crap!
Fuck off, the both of you.
Hi, Carmine.
Hang on, please.
I should be in your place.
You can't die like this.
Sorry I didn't understand a thing.
I should have protected you, not the opposite.
Please don't leave me.
Lino?
-Is the D.O. leaving? -He lost hope with you all.
This bullshit does nobody good.
I agree, but it's not easy.
Not while Dude's here.
He's in transfer, but he's gotta go on his own two legs.
I'm in charge now.
Ciro and me had an understanding,
till he lost his head.
Yeah, I know!
If you want an understanding with me,
get back our privileges.
I'll try.
Do me a favor, clean that thing.
I'm fed up with it.
-Sugar! -What is it with you?
-Doll, see you later? -They get prettier and prettier!
Can I knock you up?
Nothing to say to me?
Viola, are you a fool?
Move!
A gift from a friend
What are you doing here?
I'm on leave of absence.
I'm done with the JDC.
You're kidding?
I need to unplug.
Really?
Darling…
You did the right thing.
Dad!
Daddy's boy, how are you?
Let's go home.
And me?
Take the helmet… make room for Mom.
Make room? Thank you.
You're a twit!
You soaked me!
Dude's got a private crapper.
Forget him, think about you, you're wasting away.
Last night I thought we should clean the crown from the mural.
You're joking?
Guys, leave.
You really gonna doggy for the directress?
We'll get our privileges back.
Then she'll doggy for us.
Edoardo's right,
even if I don't like canceling Ciro's name.
-But privileges are handy. -Fuck privileges.
Ciro stays, okay?
First you didn't let me kill Dude and now you want to cancel Ciro?
What fucking bro are you?
Ciro and me had a dream.
Get out of here and take Naples.
I made him a promise.
But I have to bargain to keep it.
The outside world is waiting and I need soldiers.
-We're here! -I need people I can trust.
-Understand? -We're with you.
You were always a loyal soldier for Ciro.
I need the same thing.
Can you do it?
-Are you my brother? -Brother my ass.
What's this? Ciro wouldn't want it!
You gotta know. Feel here!
Ciro's here too, when you look at me
you gotta see him, get it?
Calm down!
Edoardo!
Here we are!
-It took a while to make you reason. -Yeah.
Sometimes your brains work too.
-Louse, carry something. -Take this.
-Gentlemen… -Mushhead!
He gets in a twist sometimes.
I did it, I'll rub it out.
We're waiting for you.
This sucks!
I'm sorry to cancel this work of art.
-Want to do it yourself? -Go ahead, it's all yours.
Hi, Nina.
Nina!
Let's go.
Futura looks just like you.
You look just like me.
What is it?
Bad memories?
No, beautiful ones.
Yes?
Surprise! Look who I brought.
Nina!
How did you get here? They escorted you?
-No, I came alone. -You shouldn't run the risk!
I'll have you taken home.
-Don't worry. -I do.
Hi, sweetie!
Have a seat.
-How are you? -Fine.
News about Carmine?
I brought you this.
Carmine and I are getting married, May 9th.
There's no change but my heart tells me he'll wake up.
Nina…
you should be realistic,
face things for what they are.
But not forget what we want either,
and believe in things to make them happen, and pray.
I'd like to think praying was enough.
It's not, we also have to keep working for them.
That's why I'm organizing the wedding.
It means a lot to Carmine, you'll be my maid of honor,
Massimo and Filippo, his best men.
Give these to the D.O. and Filippo.
I don't know whether you're crazy
or infinitely wise.
Buy a nice dress for the wedding.
Okay.
Filippo?
I'm sorry,
they all opted out of the lesson.
Good.
I run no risk as long as I avoid them.
-What's that? -A piece for Cardigo.
-Can I hear it? -Sure.
Slide over.
Well…
It's still sketchy.
Quiet!
Ta-da!
Less, less, thank you!
Less!
-Am I talking Arabic? Stop! -Oh, c'mon!
-How are you? -Fine.
-I missed you. -Me, too.
I thought about you.
It's not…
Okay…
I love you just the same.
Again!
Why not play?
Good.
Perfect.
-It looks good on me? -Yeah.
Stay still.
Almost done.
Now Ciro's always with us.
I'll miss all of this.
Meaning?
They're transferring me near home.
It's safer, they say.
They'll put me to the test there.
This is how you tell me?
Are you dumping me?
No.
How long have you known?
A few days.
How could I tell you?
I can't lose you, I'll find a way, you'll get privileges soon.
What way?
You're back to your nice life in Milan
and forget all this shit.
You're part of my life.
I don't want to forget you.
-See? -It's you who doesn't see.
Outside here we'll be even more distant.
Milan's another planet.
We'll be free to love, do what we want.
It's a fairy-tale! Fuck off to you and fairy-tales!
Naditza, calm down!
-Hear me? -Where's she going?
Naditza?
Stop, we have to talk.
You're Pino?
-Who told you? -The reward.
-The one who called knows you. -Fuck off!
Jenny!
Sorry, I didn't know I left the gate open.
Thank you, Pino.
Remember,
treat him nice, he's special.
-Who said where to find me? -The wine seller.
You'll get the reward for this.
The rats will.
No paying for a friend's happiness.
I never wanted to go to a wedding so much.
Me, too.
But Nina worries me.
She's organizing as if Carmine was about to wake up.
It's madness.
What happened to Carmine isn't your fault.
Yes, it is!
He was shot, it's my fault.
Valletta knew Carmine was like a son to me.
You should know how it feels to lose one.
How dare you?
Sorry.
-I'm an idiot. -Yeah.
Alright,
you taught me to fight to save even one of these kids.
Without you, I don't know, I'm afraid of making wrong choices.
Listen,
Carmine's family is now in power even if Ezio's been arrested.
The mother's the boss. She took all the dealing spots from Ciro's family.
Be careful. There will be some repercussions inside the JDC.
See, I need you?
I asked for time off
so I can be more with my son.
Okay.
Where are ya, rat?
Ratfink, c'mon out!
-Show your face! -Get out or I'll crack your skull.
Whose, you shitass?
Whose skull you gonna crack?
You rat!
Rotten stoolie, put your hand here.
-What is it? -Stop!
Where are the birds?
Watch this.
-No, please! -Fucking shit!
Put them down, don't hurt them.
Fly!
Away, fly away!
Fly!
What's he doing?
He's nuts.
Fly away, go on!
You can't stay caged up.
Go!
Fly!
Why won't you fly?
Get down!
Filippo!
Look who's here.
May I?
He wants piano lessons, happy?
You risk a lot being here.
Why?
You can't be my friend and Ciro's.
Maybe not for them, but I can the way I see friendship.
It's beautiful, like music.
I wrote something for you, want to hear it?
-Sheet music again? -It's important to read music.
-I'm leaving. -Stay.
You'll like it.
Well…
This is the introduction.
It rocks!
Can I rap to it?
Sure, you can do what you want.
-It's four simple chords. -Go!
-Softer. -This?
Better.
One, two…
I was beaten outside and at home
Dad beats Mom and then she covers it over
I said a hundred times "change", so why does nothing get fixed?
Eye for an eye blinds the world
I love it!
Continue, I'll get some water.
Beautiful!
The refrain is four chords.
The rhythm is…
-Got it? -Okay.
Black blood on this mouth
Blood every night, but no one cares
No one cares
Don't you like it?
I do, a lot.
So, what's wrong?
Come here.
I'll be honest.
You're risking big time with me.
Ciro…
I killed him.
He was about to kill Carmine, I tried to defend…
Look in my eyes.
I'm not a priest.
I don't want to know anything.
Don't worry.
Play, show me!
I was beaten outside and at home…
Eye for an eye blinds the world
I plead, and don't need violence…
Can I say something?
You've got shit taste.
Guys, the directress!
Directress…
Hi, Beppe!
Beppe, you're a doormat?
I greatly appreciated that you removed the writing.
See? We did what you asked.
-When will you let us out? -Privileges are reinstated.
I knew it!
Reinstated staggered.
What a pain!
-We'll start on May 9th. -For Mother's Day.
For mother…
Only for a few of you.
Guys!
We're going out, we gotta celebrate.
We're going out!
Dad, what did the king reply?
"I thought there were regal men
but it must be as you say, still I won't wear these garments
nor put this crown on my head
and as I entered, so will I leave".
I think you're like the young king.
Why?
At JDC you're like a king but want no crown.
Keep reading?
Only if you give me a kiss.
Where the fuck is he?
-What the shit are you gonna do? -Get out.
Or I'll kill you.
Get out!
It's over, Dude.
It's over.
I want to look in your eyes as you die.
Subtitle translation by: Charlotte Lantery