Wait here, please.
Are you the husband?
Yes.
Your wife had general cerebral hemorrhaging.
Nothing could be done.
I'm sorry.
Nina!
Carmine…
Carmine!
OSTIA WESTERN SEAFRONT
-Say you like it. -Yeah…
Say it!
You'll kill me one day.
I heard!
Hi, doll!
My coffee's not ready? You're slacking off this morning.
We're not all as fast as you.
Kubra, don't talk to the gentleman like that!
Forget it, I like girls with a fast comeback.
Apologize.
I'm not apologizing to anyone.
If you don't like it, make your own coffee.
KUBRA 48 HOURS BEFORE HER ARREST
Say goodbye to Mommy.
Carmine?
Cry, it's good for you.
Goal!
I eat 'em up!
-Hi, Pino. -I'm so sorry.
Me, too.
C'mon, let's play.
Dude, why cry? Your friend asked for it.
What did you say?
What the fuck did you say? Come out here!
C'mon, come out!
That's enough!
You rat!
-Scram! -You his bodyguard now?
Shut up!
Go back to the game.
Like something to drink?
Gladly, thank you.
-What… -Whatever there is.
Carmine?
All okay?
Let's sit down.
I spoke to the magistrate.
I postponed the meeting.
The meeting was tomorrow,
this way, you have a few days before you start collaborating.
No rush.
Think it was the Vallettas?
I don't know.
Carmine seems so different.
If it weren't for the baby, I'd be worried.
I am anyway.
When you light a fire here in Naples, you trigger a blaze.
Think he wants revenge?
He never accepted that code,
but this time, I don't know.
Carmine feels guilty for Nina's death,
they wanted to kill him, not her.
Stay close to him.
Bye.
Then my neighbor showed up.
I didn't even remember we once had a fling.
But way back in our catechism days!
Could I refuse? He's also a real hunk.
That's three. Then?
That's it, I rested the last day.
That's great!
But the days of leave
are to help you understand yourself, your city.
-Nunzia! -What do I write in my report?
"Nobody screws like a Neapolitan".
That's the title, and the rest?
I'll miss you, Silvia!
You're off to Milan. Will you be an influencer?
If my folks catch me, I'll be back at the camp.
Don't worry, Naditza comes and goes.
You'll be back in three days?
Let's hope not.
Come with me.
-Which was the best? -The best?
There's something for you on the table.
-This? -For you.
Your name's on it.
It was the only way to get it to you.
Open it, you'll see.
Fabio?
What's your deal with him?
I thought…
you'd like to get a letter from him.
I don't know how you did it, but I want nothing from him.
Read it
then rip it up if you like.
Hi, Kubra.
Why do I feel like you're avoiding me?
Maybe because I am.
You really can't stand me, eh?
Too bad, I like you a whole lot.
I'd like to give you a gift…
a new jacket, this one sucks.
Don't touch me, okay?
-I just brushed you. -You don't get it.
Don't brush me, or even talk to me.
Okay, then I'll just look, that's all.
What's wrong with him giving you a gift?
Don't you see how he looks at me?
How he provokes me?
All men do that.
You have to keep them away.
Yeah.
Or get paid well, right?
How dare you talk to me like that!
Why?
It's true, isn't it?
How can you let him touch you? Isn't he revolting?
Yes, he's revolting.
Happy?
But hunger is even more revolting.
You don't know hunger.
I do.
I risked my life to get to Italy.
Then I just got kicked around.
The gentleman said he'll find us a place in the housing project.
For 100 euro a month.
We'll take that house
and get rid of him.
Gemma?
We've chosen the title for Silvia's report.
Title:
"Freedom is a good screw", like it?
What's that?
-A letter. -A love letter?
-I don't know, I haven't read it yet. -From who?
A friend.
Fabio?
If so?
Give me that letter.
Don't read it.
Gemma!
-Things okay? -Sure.
Naditza, let's go.
The directress wants you.
Gemma, did Fabio send it?
No document corresponds, let's hope she has the solution.
-Here she is. -Thank you.
-Counselor Cantini, Naditza. -Forget counselor, I'm Lorenzo.
A pleasure, Naditza.
I'm trying to get you authorized to transfer to Milan,
but something in your file isn't right.
-What's your mother's name exactly? -Donka Semferovic.
That's why!
In documents she uses the last name of an old cousin, dead eons ago.
Semferovic with an M.
I have all I need.
I'd better run, we don't have much time. Bye.
-Who's he? -A friend of mine.
So, I hope to have good news later.
I saw his picture in your house.
Remember?
You said he was your ex-husband.
Now he's just a friend.
You're sure?
You can go back to your cell.
He's handsome!
-To those who like older types. -I'll tell him.
Totò, what a screw I had!
-Are you nuts? -Why?
You go off screwing and not see your daughter?
-Teresa give me the heats. -Go to therapy!
-Get lost! -What do you want?
He's right, you're a moron.
I love you, man!
Done playing games?
We want to shower too.
Let's go, c'mon.
Dude, I'm done.
Dude!
They say you're getting transferred to Milan.
You're sorry?
A little.
I may not have time to settle with you, too.
What the fuck do you mean?
I already dealt with Sheep.
You're left.
Gennaro, grab this one.
Knock it off, okay?
Get dressed and get out!
Nothing more to say, eh?
What the fuck do you want?
Never do that again, get dressed!
-I'll kill you! -Settle down!
-Get dressed. -I'll kill him.
Holy Mother!
Don't stop. Move!
What a crap idea! Eyes forward!
-What a pain in the ass! -More ruckus and I'll waste you.
Inside.
Now you're locked in here till next year.
Same for you.
Louse, come here.
What do you want?
-Is it true? -What?
-You killed her? -Who?
Who? Who! Don't give me bullshit.
-I want the truth. -You want the truth?
Fuck off!
Remember this,
truth is the daughter of time.
Now watch me kill that bastard.
It's bullshit.
How did Louse know Carmine was there?
It was the Vallettas.
They missed the first time so they tried again.
I'll investigate and kill the one who did it.
-Let's end it here. -End?
I've just started.
Another friend can't screw up his life.
Think of your future, stop!
What future?
I barely have a present.
Stop, Futura!
Nat, don't pack yet.
-You might not get out tomorrow. -You don't know my father.
He'll be here at dawn to take me back.
-To marry you off? -Yeah.
He probably found someone else. But do I give a shit?
I'll steal again and get back in here.
Good! Nice speeches.
What are you doing here?
The magistrate's authorized your transfer to the Ferraris in Milan.
Really?
I don't believe it!
-Was it your friend? -It was thanks to him.
I knew he was a good man!
-Why did you let him go? -Move it.
-I'm leaving now? -Pack your bag.
Girls, if I forgot something, send it
to the Ferrari house!
Give me a hug.
I love you, don't disappear.
Never. Don't break too many hearts.
Don't get your own broken.
-Move it. -Coming!
This is the original for Milan. Have a safe trip.
-Lorenzo, good evening. -Hi.
Thank you, even though you did it for her.
-Thanks anyway. -It's all set.
The officer has the travel documents.
Here we are.
My love!
Don't overdo it!
Okay, you can kiss.
Thank you.
Bye.
-Evening, Lorenzo. -Good evening, Beppe.
I'm a little sorry you're leaving.
You'll come soon.
Yes, sure.
We'll just be a bit apart.
-I'm feeling anxiety. -About what?
Your house.
Mom seems like a bitch at first
but you'll like her.
Do you trust me?
Enough kissing, let's go.
A little demeanor.
-Sorry. -Okay.
-Thank you. -Be good.
Bye, Beppe!
That's enough!
Bye.
I love you, Filippo!
I love you!
My love, it seems absurd saying this to you,
but not even between life and death in the hospital
did I ever doubt.
I love you and I always will.
I can't stop trying to reach you, even through a letter.
I can't stop trying to convince you how much I've changed,
thanks to you.
I can't stop loving you
not even now.
Yours, Fabio.
Officer, good morning.
-Remember me? I'm Salvatore's mother. -Of course.
How is he? Just tell me he's okay.
He's young,
fragile and delicate.
But he's accused of a serious crime.
He didn't do anything, I assure you.
Please, Lino. That's your name, isn't it?
Yes.
I really must go, excuse me.
Call me Luisa.
Please, don't leave him alone.
You two!
Wait.
Come with me, the directress has to talk to you.
About what?
We're here just to get Naditza.
Exactly.
Here they are.
What's going on? Where's Naditza?
First of all, good morning.
Where's my daughter?
I must tell you your parental rights have been removed.
What's that mean?
She's been entrusted to another family until reaching majority.
-What? -You mean, she's been adopted?
Entrusted, she's still your daughter…
So, if she's still my daughter,
I'll go get her.
-Give me the address, bitch. -Calm down, you can't talk like that.
-Tell me where she is. -Understand?
-Shut up. -No!
What the fuck? Take him!
You whore, where's our daughter?
Where is she?
It doesn't end here!
Fuck off!
MILAN
Please have a seat, Mrs. Ferrari will be right here.
Hi.
I'm Anna, Filippo's mother, my pleasure.
A pleasure.
My husband's on a business trip and will be gone for some time.
I know, Filippo told me.
-Did you have a good trip? -Wonderful!
Fine, I'll show you your room.
But first, a few rules of this house.
Mom, please!
Hi, I'm Anita.
She just got here and you attack with rules?
Come with me.
Bye.
This is the bathroom.
The towels are there and I've prepared the tub.
Half an hour just to fill it.
I can't swim.
Take your time, I'll see you at lunch.
Wow!
Oh, God!
Did they say when you'll be transferred to Milan?
No.
Not yet.
-Why? -Nothing.
-What's the matter? -I'm fine.
I know you by now.
-It's obvious something's wrong. -Really like to know?
I'm sorry you're leaving.
In my life, as soon as I find a friend, he disappears.
Do you really think I'm a bastard who disappears?
I don't know what I'd have done without you these days.
I won't forget it.
Fucking bro, how are you?
-All okay. -Fine.
Gimme some gum.
Let's taste it.
Try it.
Like it?
It sucks!
Tastes like chestnuts.
Where did you get it?
-Give it back. -I will, take it easy.
I'm scared!
Fuck off!
Give it back!
Want to beat me up?
Get over there, we'll play chicken.
What are you, a dog?
Stop! What happened?
You gotta take this shit to the dog pound!
Move!
Move it!
What's he got, fangs?
Salvatore, you can't do this.
-They provoked me. -Head down next time.
They do that with all the new guys, but they accept them in the end.
Just don't react, okay?
-Understand? -Yes.
Go.
Gennaro, don't forget this.
See how well he treats that cesspit?
Strange, never seen Lino do that.
Must be the son of some VIP.
But he's still a cesspit.
That bitch Viola, why did she do it?
Forget it, it's my fault.
You should have ripped up that letter.
Tell me something?
What the fuck does that jerk want?
He says he still loves me,
he misses me and will do all he can to see me in here.
Relax, he'll never get in here.
But tell me,
what do you feel?
Want to see him again?
I don't know.
I don't know
and that scares me.
I know but you have to understand it.
It's the only thing that can make you free.
How do I do that?
Write a piece, a song.
A song?
That's what I do and it always works.
It's like writing a story but the central figure is you.
How do I start?
Say what you think, what you've experienced.
And that's it… drag it out
and what you say adjusts itself.
Come with me.
Dude, I have to ask you something.
Before you return to Milan, write another piece for me.
Okay, but I need the text
to do the base.
Okay, meantime just go on, the words will come.
It's about 70 square meters, but it's got everything.
Two baths, two bedrooms.
And a nice balcony.
-You'd really give me this gift? -I'll try.
It won't be easy, there's a long list.
I gotta grease a few colleagues.
You know how it is, no one does something for nothing.
It's a chain,
I give a gift to someone who then gives one to another…
I was generous with you, too.
We all need to be generous.
Maybe we can find a way to get this house in the project.
I left a small thought for Kubra,
you let her wander around looking like a bum.
Is my coffee ready?
-Hi, Ma. -Hi.
What's the matter?
The gentleman gave you a gift.
It must be clothes.
All this generosity,
the house, the gift…
I don't want a thing from that pig.
Don't call him a pig.
I'll call him what I fucking like.
Why are you crying?
What did he tell you?
The house in the project…
there are problems.
What problems?
I want that house.
I'm fed up with this life.
You have to help me.
Meaning?
It's not my fault.
I've knocked myself out working,
I did all I could and look where I am.
And it's not enough.
It's not enough.
I asked you…
What the fuck do you mean by helping you?
You can't understand it by yourself?
I'm not good enough for him anymore.
Darling…
you have to do it once.
Once.
And we'll get that house forever.
I did as you said.
I cried my eyes out.
That's good.
Actually…
sorry for my behavior.
My mind was elsewhere.
Like to take a walk?
We'll take Futura too.
It'll do you good.
I don't want to, D.O.
I'd rather stay here and take care of a few things.
I see.
-Bye, Sara. -Goodbye, come back to visit.
I'll walk you to the door, D.O.
This "D.O." again! You know my name.
Well… goodbye Massimo.
Bye.
-What are you doing? -Everything's okay.
Where are you going?
Answer me?
Sara, listen.
-You gotta take care of Futura. -What do you mean?
Promise me.
My family has to be kept far away from her, okay?
I know, but what about you?
I know it's hard
but you're still young
and you'll be an excellent mother.
Give her Nina's surname.
Okay?
Where are you going?
What do you want to do?
You know you can't leave the town, okay?
-Carmine… -Did you hear me?
Okay? The Di Salvo name just brings disaster.
Carmine!
-Where are you going? -Bye, Sara.
I'm calling the police, understand?
Edoardo!
Smell the stink of shit?
There's still be a few shits in here.
I got this feeling.
You were a German shepherd before, know what you gotta be now?
A Chihuahua.
Look at me.
Know what you gotta be? A dog.
Be a dog!
Be a dog.
Be a wolf.
A grasshopper.
Be a grasshopper!
Carmine!
Piece of shit!
What are you looking for?
Piece of shit!
Sheep!
I'm the man now, okay?
Want to kill me too?
What are you doing here?
Are you lost?
Or just sick of living?
Put the gun down.
It's not a game for you, you'll get hurt.
Put it down!
Who did it?
Who did what?
Who killed Nina?
You wanna know who killed Nina?
Do you know?
-You? -No.
Who did it?
Ma'am, stay inside, he's nuts.
I'll deal with this.
You did it, right?
You killed Nina.
You had to avenge Nazzario's death.
Right?
What do you want me to say… Carmine?
The truth or bullshit?
The truth.
You don't want the truth,
you just want to hear what makes you happy.
Okay, I'll make you happy: I did it!
So kill me, I already died when you killed Nazzario.
-You're a chicken! -Chicken!
Sheep!
You're worthless, jackass!
Jackass!
-Jackass! -Kill yourself!
What do you want to do?
Piece of shit!
Why did you come here?
Shoot yourself!
Subtitle translation by: Charlotte Lantery