4 YEARS EARLIER
I haven't seen Papa. Didn't come at all?
No.
All these years, I've never quit.
I still dream about her.
But her voice...
I can't remember her voice at all.
Can you?
Her scent.
I remember that.
She had a scent I loved so much.
When I hugged her, I'd go here.
And I'd breathe deep.
Ever think we'll end up down here someday?
Promise if I die first, you'll free me over the sea?
Why all these ugly thoughts?
Little one,
we're immortal.
Let's go?
Excuse me.
Rosa Ricci.
Directress, her head's not right today.
Please, as you like.
Remember the request from the magistrate for a foster home?
- Yes. - I want to request it.
What made you change your mind?
Carmine.
Carmine!
He asked me to marry him.
I saw...
You're saying yes...
since you're here to ask for leave.
Fine.
You took my advice literally to not be swamped by hate.
It's Jesus, Directress.
You were right.
Your eyes tell me you're happy, but...
What's more than happiness?
Marriage is an important choice.
It doesn't depend just on the happiness of this moment, understand?
I tried to forget it.
But I just can't.
Listen,
if you really want to change your life,
I'll get the request immediately.
Then go out, be with Carmine...
But for marriage, wait.
Why should I wait?
I know very well what I want.
Carmine's come into my heart.
And I love him.
Have you ever loved anyone?
It's not me you have to convince.
I say it for you.
So you don't make a rushed decision.
Think about it.
Promise?
I've thought real well.
I couldn't make a better choice.
Now call the magistrate.
At your command.
Maddalena!
We've lost her, eh?
You just never know.
- Ready, honey? - I'll be right there.
I got you some pizza.
Let's get going, it's late.
Pietro?
Wait a minute, what's wrong?
You don't talk or laugh, always a long face.
You were the cheeriest kid in the school, what's the matter?
What's to be cheery about?
Sorry, Mama.
No, I'm sorry.
I promise things will get better.
Our smiles will come back.
Not true.
As long as the shits who hurt us are free, nothing will change.
Look, they've all gone in.
Go, it's late.
We didn't look hard enough, we'll search again.
If the gun were in the JDC, we'd have found it.
Where the fuck is it?
Have you tried reconstructing things since you last had it?
I can't figure it,
but it had to have happened in here.
There's another possibility.
Your son was here.
How could you think that?
Maybe to protect his mother.
Impossible.
Let's do this,
we take 24 hours, if it doesn't turn up, we'll call the Ministry.
And the kids?
Today's the exam for Diego and Kubra.
We go back to normal,
if we lock them in...
Does anyone know where this girl is?
The only one is Cardigotrap.
- Yeah, Cardigotrap! - Massimo, calm down.
Change your attitude with the kids.
You're too tense, aggressive, they don't know you anymore.
The only one who can talk to him is Nunzia.
Know what?
Do what you fuckin' want.
Sorry for the other day.
I thought you wanted to punish Diego, it's important to him...
- The dinner invite is still valid... - Thai?
Okay.
Let's resolve this situation first.
We will. We always have, so this time too.
Pardon.
How are you?
When did you decide? We haven't talked in ages.
I know.
But I don't know when I decided.
Or why I decided.
I just know I want to be happy.
Then why do I still see a veil of fear?
Because the veil's there.
Meaning?
Your mama.
I understand that.
I'd have liked it, you know?
Having a mama I could share things with.
Like this.
Like the birth of my daughter.
I'd have liked that too.
Let's just say we weren't lucky with families.
And yours?
I don't remember much.
But Ciro said I was just like her.
All I have left are memories and photographs.
And the pain of not having her close.
My love.
I'm close to you.
Futura's close to you.
I transferred the money to the clinic.
Now I expect pacts to be respected.
Okay, let me know.
Who was that?
One who did me a favor.
It's the anniversary of Mama's death.
- I didn't see you at the cemetery. - I was busy.
Don't you miss her at all?
It's been loads of years, I've come to terms.
And you never had another woman?
- No. - Why?
For us?
Out of respect for her?
Because for a guy like me, a woman's a problem.
Know what I think sometimes?
That you're happy it went this way.
You really think I'm happy your mother died?
I've never seen you cry.
One tear.
A flower on that tomb, nothing.
Ciro,
we all mourn our dead as we like.
Here, drink.
You pity me?
Pity? I want to help you.
No bullshit, I know that look.
You've been on my back all day.
Talk.
I just want to help you feel better.
Like Pietro took the gun?
It's just a theory, Sofia and I aren't accusing anyone.
Mimmo, come here.
I gotta talk.
- I'll help you, easy... - Thank you.
Take it easy.
Thank you.
Did you find what you're looking for?
Um, do you know anything?
You'd tell me, right?
I've observed you a lot.
And you've changed.
If you say so...
You've made significant progress in legality.
Now you need a more concrete aim, a profession.
Kubra's taking her final exam for high school today,
Dobermann for middle school.
And you? Like to study too?
I have no head for studies.
I do the pizza course. Not okay?
It's okay, but are you enthused? Do you like it?
If not, you risk losing your way.
For example,
the guys involved in what happened to the D.O.'s wife...
They caught 'em?
It makes you agitated?
Why get agitated?
- I'm not agitated. - You are.
What's making you like this?
- Like what? - Mimmo, why are you like this?
Want to know why?
Because I think you know something you can't say.
I don't know a thing.
You were very brave when you told what happened to Louse,
you can be just as brave now.
Brave to do what? I...
I have the certainty...
you're involved in the rape of the D.O.'s wife.
You did good in the past.
Do it now too.
Who's givin' you this bullshit?
I'm no part of it.
Or you have a witness?
If you have a witness, make him talk.
If not, knock off bustin' my balls.
Why?
- Here. - Thank you.
Damyan?
Wherever you go
You'll be alone, you know
Your heart has the pain you don't show
And you'll never forget it now, but
But c'mon, stop looking back
And start looking here
Any news?
No.
What are you thinking?
Nothing.
You know where she went, eh?
No, I don't know.
If we only knew her name.
We could help her.
Gianni!
Nunzia, what should I do?
You have to tell me her name.
She might be in trouble, understand that?
You're her friend.
Do you care about her?
Friends don't leave friends on their own.
Don't leave her alone.
Alina.
Alina!
Anything else?
All she said was
she lived in a foster home.
She's looking for her little brother.
Good for you, Gianni!
God bless your heart! Gianni, good!
Isn't this a little too much?
You look wonderful, you'll made a fine impression.
- No, I'll wear sweats. - Wait.
We'll do this.
I was thinking: one like me, a diploma! I'm ridiculous.
What do you mean?
You're the strongest person I know.
You set an objective
and did all you could to reach it.
I'm proud to have a friend like you.
This is the last step, you can't give up now.
A friend with a diploma!
You may even become a teacher.
Knock, knock! Anyone have an exam?
The exam board is here.
Beppe's waiting too.
C'mon, today's a day to remember.
- C'mon! - Ready, little doll?
What is it?
Don't worry, you'll do fine.
How can you be so calm? I'm a nervous wreck.
- Let's go. - Kubra!
Pino, please!
Up and at 'em!
I'm proud of you. Tons of wishes to you too.
Tons, tons, tons!
Thank you.
That's it...
Let her concentrate.
Good for you, Pino, well done.
Mature, no jealousy, even encouragement for Diego.
Encouragement? It was a jinx.
He's gotta flunk a thousand times, not one.
What a dickhead.
Please, miss.
Be seated.
Good morning.
So,
you chose the social-economic aspect of humanistic studies.
Would you like to tell us
about the characteristics of the Italian Welfare System?
In Italy, that is...
When it was founded in Italy?
The first examples.
What model did Italy follow?
Well...
the so-called welfare state is...
Let's do it this way.
Talk to us on a subject of your choice.
No, I know it.
One second, I know it.
Go on.
If I may, I'd like to speak on social politics.
Especially on the denial by them of women like my mother.
Women torn from their territories.
Women initiated into prostitution when very young
by threats and violence
often inflicted on their families in the homeland too.
Go on.
What choice does a girl of my age have?
A girl torn from all affection,
taken to a strange country with a language she doesn't know.
What choice can she have when put on the streets,
tossed like a steak to starving dogs?
What choice is there when the only one knowing our real name
is our jailer?
The very person who tells your mother
those earnings will save her family from starvation in Africa.
A girl forced to live this life for the love of her family.
Forced to kill every beautiful part of herself.
Something she must do to survive,
survive the sexual needs of these men
who satisfy them on her body
without even looking in her eyes.
So, I wonder what the application of the welfare state is in this country.
In my country.
Because prostitution is before the eyes of all.
It's enough to go to the outskirts.
What do social politics guarantee in those places?
For me, a country is not civil
as long as these monstrosities exist.
Also my mother's suffering was before the eyes of all.
But it was ignored.
In the end, it was this indifference that killed her.
And death was her only peace.
Very well, miss.
- Colleagues? - For me that's fine.
You may go.
You'll soon have the results.
Thank you.
What a big smile!
- It went well? - Yes.
Good for you!
- Well? - Okay, I think.
At first I froze, I couldn't talk.
- But I did it. - Fantastic.
Once you got going
you never stopped.
Not going to hug me?
Eh, yes.
Thank you.
Diego?
Your turn.
Go!
- Good morning. - Good morning.
Middle school exam.
You presented an essay on the migratory flows of peoples
caused by war and poverty.
Start with the history of these flows.
Don't worry, take your time.
We're in no hurry.
Want a glass of water?
Let's start again.
Do you remember the century...
Can we talk about it?
Calm down!
Relax, breathe.
Calm down!
Look at me.
Beppe's talking with the board.
They understand.
Breathe.
Get up and go in there.
- No! - Show them who you are.
- I'm not doing it. - Don't give up like this.
I know nothin'.
- Remember nothin'. - Not true.
- I sucked. - Not true.
Who knows what Beppe's thinking.
You too, that I'm a poor idiot.
What the fuck? Did you see me?
- I couldn't even speak. - But then?
You were great.
I did it, know why? Because I went in there.
- Get up. - But me?
- I disappointed everyone. - Not true.
- My mother, too. - No.
- She should have let me die. - No.
And saved herself.
Much better.
Calm down.
Relax.
Breathe.
No!
Kubra!
I love you.
Please, stop.
I know you feel something for me too.
- I feel it. - I don't understand a thing anymore.
I'll wait for you.
All the time you want.
Yes.
Yes, excellent.
Can you confirm that?
Thank you.
The nameless inmate has an identity.
- Alina Donetska. - Eastern Europe.
- Ukraine. - Let's hope we find her!
The police are circulating her picture.
- The exams? - Kubra went well.
Diego panicked and didn't do it.
But I asked the board to return.
- Another waste of time. - I don't agree, he studied.
For a guy with his background, it's not easy.
He might even be the one who stole the gun,
he's part of Edoardo's group.
C'mon, Massimo!
- Beppe's right. - Yeah, okay!
Massimo?
Hi.
Yes.
Okay, coming.
Bye.
What are you doing?
What's all this?
You're not even engaged, go easy!
Imagine how beautiful Mama was in this!
But I'm not beautiful like her.
No, in fact.
Even more.
Huh? Want to see? Put it on.
No!
Put it on, show me how you look.
- Forget it. - Why?
Wearing a wedding dress before your wedding
jinxes, so I'll wear it only that day.
And you'll be my testimonial.
Start savin' up.
What'll I be?
Okay...
So...
I gotta buy a good suit
or else, next to you, I'll look like shit.
Right.
See that?
I was ugly-ish as a kid, eh?
Let's see a minute?
I won't lose my hair like Papa?
You do have a receding hairline.
I do?
Receding hairline, balding...
even in a trash bag, you're the hunk of Naples.
You're not like Papa.
I tried all ways to get him to talk.
He denies everything.
Consuelo,
you're sure it was him?
- Think I invented it all? - No.
I didn't say that.
But maybe in that moment...
I'm certain it was his voice.
I'm certain.
Okay...
As soon as Massimo solves the gun problem,
we have to go to the police and report Mimmo.
I can't do it.
I won't relive that night.
- Besides I'm afraid for Pietro. - Please!
We have to transfer Mimmo.
Can you imagine if Massimo discovers the truth?
I can't save anyone.
I have to think of me and my son.
How's Pietro?
How is he? Terrible.
He talks little.
Doesn't smile anymore.
He's no longer himself.
I'm going for him at school.
Think about what I said.
D.O., Di Salvo wants to talk to you.
He's tormentin' me.
Have him come in.
Carmine?
What is it?
I asked around about that fact.
No one knows anything, they swore to me.
You're convinced they'd never lie to a Di Salvo.
But that's not why I'm here.
There's another thing I'd like to ask.
If you'd be my best man
at my wedding to Rosa.
It's not the moment.
I have other things on my mind.
Consuelo?
No, he's not with me.
Didn't you take him to school?
He didn't go?
D.O.?
Let's go.
We tried.
Every day here is a disaster.
- Well? - He's not answering.
I left him at the school.
You didn't see him go in?
No.
- Did he meet someone in the courtyard? - I don't think so.
You think or you know?
- Sorry. - What do we do?
I'll look for him, when I have news, I'll call.
Go home.
I'll keep calling.
I like kneading dough, know it?
Wanna be a pizza-maker?
No way!
I was a hairdresser.
A hairdresser for ladies?
Yeah, for ladies.
Look, I was good.
In fact, for example, here we could do something...
C'mon!
When I was with Nina we dreamed of opening a salon.
But I don't think I'd be ready for scissors again,
or if I could do a cut...
And you? What would you like to do?
I've never thought about it.
I was Don Salvatore Ricci's daughter.
And Ciro Ricci's sister.
That was enough.
Sure...
But Rosa Ricci, outside of here...
what's she dream of being?
Psychiatric Clinic.
Mama!
Young man?
Are you a relative? I've never seen you.
No... sorry, I made a mistake.
I'll leave right away.
Sorry.
C'mon, let's go.
Alina!
How are you?
It's useless, would take a miracle.
Let's go to the directress.
We try to help you and you repay us like this?
Speak to me, please?
Tell me your story.
Alina, talk!
Your file will be here shortly.
Might as well talk now.
- No! - She won't speak.
Well, okay.
She'll spend the day in isolation.
Perfect.
See?
- Go, Nunzia. - Let's go.
What patience.
- We resolved this at least. - Who knows?
News of Massimo?
No.
Why didn't you talk?
This attitude won't get you anywhere.
With one word, you'd avoid isolation.
What are you doing here?
Getting the mail.
All the tricks!
Can I talk to her a minute?
- One minute! - One minute.
What do you want?
I don't want to talk to you.
You betrayed me, I thought you were a friend.
If anyone betrayed, it's you.
- Me? - Yes.
You said you'd see the psychologist.
And like a jerk, I believed you.
I was right not to say anything.
If I had, you'd have warned the guards?
Me?
I'd warn the guards?
Don't you see, I'm doing it for you?
For the mail, I'll come by another day.
I had no doubt.
Let's go.
Anyway Gianni's right.
What is it?
The lawyer said you wanted to talk, but that's all.
No trouble, don't worry.
Well, why are your eyes shinin'?
I have good news.
Give it.
Me and Carmine.
We're gettin' married.
- For real, Rosa? - For real.
You're crazy!
Yes.
I'm crazy.
I know very well I'm crazy.
You can't know how right in my heart this is.
We love each other.
And we'll swear eternal love. It's a mistake?
No.
Will you be my maid of honor?
- Me? - Yes. Who more than you?
Of course!
Sure, I'll be near you.
Always.
And Carmine's mother?
Whose balls does she want to fuck?
Carmine will be in a protection program
and when it's time, I will too.
And you're not afraid?
She'll accept the marriage to her son?
I don't give a fuck.
Since Papa died, I'm not afraid of anything.
- What'll you wear for my wedding? - I don't know, I'll see!
Just make yourself beautiful.
- I'm getting married. - Rosa, be a good girl.
I am a good girl.
I'm happy.
Me, too.
What's that thing?
My tiger.
Can't you see?
Hey, you made him do that thing?
What's the problem? It was his decision.
No one...
No one ever comes between me and my brother.
Watch your step.
If not, what will you do, shit man?
- Stop. - Hands off me!
Stop.
- Enough! - What the fuck?
I said that's enough!
You're with me or against me.
Edoardo...
keep your hands off me.
What's going on here? What's this ruckus?
Done playin' children?
Stole each other's toys?
Make peace, c'mon.
Tell me.
Anythin' to say?
Get back to your cells, go on.
Chip and Dale, get moving!
Edoardo?
If I have no problems, neither do you.
It went good, right?
What did?
I took a beatin',
but at least I got my brother back.
Silvia!
- What are you doing here? - It's my shift.
No one's with you?
Maddalena's out smoking.
Listen, Lino...
any news?
Did you talk to your friend at the Registry?
Yes, of course.
He still hasn't found anything.
Thank you
for trying.
No problem.
See you.
Help me with that thing?
It goes there?
Thank you.
Still no news? Sure.
You're right. Okay, I'll wait for your call.
- Well? - Still nothing.
He'll show up, with all he's been through, it's normal he's confused.
Beppe, it's been too long.
Maybe he went to the sea.
If it's another warning from Donna Wanda?
Those people are shits,
but they don't touch kids.
And you already got their warning.
You really believe that?
I don't believe in anything anymore.
Okay, guys!
Outta those cells, c'mon! Now!
Come with me.
I gotta talk to you all.
I said I gotta talk, shut up!
I'm not beatin' 'round the bush.
I'm gay.
If you like, a fag,
pansy, fairy.
Call me whatever the fuck you want.
Know why I'm sayin' this now?
Because I realized somethin'.
I realized I have nothin'...
but nothin',
nothin' to be ashamed of.
Help me understand.
I said somethin' funny?
Or you think since I'm a fag
I can't bash your face?
Anything to say, say it now.
Or shut up forever.
Fine.
Take your things and get out.
Listen, Luigi, I'm sorry.
The fuck you are!
Edoardo was beatin' me and you, nothin'.
You knew I didn't want to say certain things.
The system doesn't respect people like us.
And I can't betray Edoardo.
Then your choice is made.
Get out.
Did he hurt you?
Did you find the chocolate?
Missed you so fuckin' much, you jerk!
You too, you shit!
Open the gate.
Open the gate!
Pietro!
Darn ya! Where were you?
Your father's been lookin' since this morning.
D.O.?
Yeah?
Pietro's here with me.
Subtitle translation by: Charlotte Lantery