Hello?
Listen without interrupting.
Tell the captain that the dog will bark tonight at 7pm,
at the same place.
I repeat, the dog will bark at 7pm,
at the same place.
Hello? Hello?
Good evening, captain.
You've been missing for a while.
I was about to call you.
You want my doom.
If they learn we're seeing each other I'll be in trouble.
If you stop helping me here's how you're gonna end:
order denying access to specified places and complaint for not respecting it.
I'm in your grasp. I didn't say anything.
Let's say I imagined everything.
Alright. Go ahead.
The guys from Marseilles are opening a new underground joint tonight.
Ferrender will be there.
Where?
Parioli District, 16a Marco Vilneo street.
Remember, I'm not involved. Don't compromise me.
Thank you.
Hello? It's Tanzi.
Tell Poliana to come with two cars at the Parioli,
16a Marco Vilneo street.
I repeat, 16a Marco Vilneo street.
100 000 net. A card...
Get lost!
Stay put!
Identity papers please.
Police! Get up, quick.
Clear off!
Help! No!
Quiet! Everybody against the wall.
Remain calm, make it easy for us.
- Show me your identity papers. You too. - Listen...
Stand up and give me your identity papers!
- Give me your identity papers. - I left them at home.
You?
Cart off 2 or 3 of them.
Fine.
Come on, quickly.
Go ahead.
So?
They got us one more time.
Calm down, Leonardo.
We'll get Ferrender sooner or later.
I'd like to be as confident as you are.
This guy is messing around while we're wasting time.
But if I catch him...
What's going on?
Don't turn round. Ferrender's one-armed man is here.
It'll take me two hours. Come to pick me up around midnight.
Savelli!
Who are you? I don't know you.
You're carrying a weapon, aren't you?
Go on, move!
I want my lawyer. I didn't do anything.
''Ferrender Emmanuel Dominique, born in Marseille august 6, 1931 .
''Seen for the first time in Milano in 1972,
''during the robbery of a jeweller's shop in the center.
''Spring 1974,
''he's in Rome. He's been indicted for 6 robberies in as many banks.
''Having made a name in the underworld, he takes control
''of drug trafficking, joints and prostitution.
''He's held responsible for two kidnappings:
''manufacturer Boggio and promoter Longhi.''
It's ok, Colantoni.
So, ''dead hand'', where is your friend Ferrender ?
I'd like to underline
that my client only has to answer
to a judge. We'll lodge a complaint
against you for insults, Tanzi.
Shut up, Moustache. Your client was carrying a gun.
A 7.65. He has permit and he didn't use it.
- That's true. - Shut up!
Or you'll end to the hospital.
Leave him alone, don't be stupid.
They're trying to get you.
Excuse me, captain...
- Mr Ruini is asking for you. - Tell him I'm busy.
Leonardo, listen...
We've been friends since you joined the mobile brigade.
Listen to the advice of someone who's been a cop for 20 years:
calm down.
They're screwing us like that, hiding behind the penal code.
I know.
Listen,
if there's no charge against my client
I'd like to know if he's free to go.
Yes, he's free.
So we can go then?
Good bye.
My respects, captain.
Come on, I'll buy you a coffee.
Here's the 198.
Believe me, it's another false lead.
First the joint, then the bachelor flat.
We went to many places for nothing.
It's wasted gasoline.
You're probably right but we have to try.
Alright... I'll check this building.
Help!
Get up, motherfucker!
- Let go of me. - Scumbag!
What are you doing? Calm down!
Juvenile court
- How old are you? - 15 years old.
- And you? - 16.
- Your name? - Nicola.
Where's your father?
He's in jail.
What did he do?
He killed my mother.
- Where do you live? - With some friends.
Is this guy a friend?
How do you live?
I steal.
Picking pockets... wallets, stuff like that.
And you?
- I drive the scooter. - He's good.
He was a mechanic in a garage before.
But he only earned 800 liras a day. So, you know...
Favourable notice
Released on bail
Don't move, it's a robbery!
Go over there!
Help!
On the ground!
Face the wall!
Hurry up!
Hurry!
Quick!
Or we'll be caught!
Let's go!
A gangster had an artificial left hand.
It must be Savelli.
I know what you're thinking.
If we had listened to you...
Come on!
We have another body but we respected the law.
Listen to me.
No, it's you who are going to listen.
We can't keep going like that.
It's a matter of principle, not only feelings.
Those guys are afraid of nothing.
They're taking advantage of our powerlessness,
- of our scruples. - Maybe.
But what can we do?
Let's create a special brigade.
A brigade empowered by the magistrature
to fight against crime with more freedom of action.
Tanzi, I can agree as a citizen.
But as a vice-prefect and your superior,
I must say no.
We're trying to improve our system
to be on par with other european countries.
Words, Mr. Ruini. Reality is different.
France and Germany have improved.
Even Switzerland shows no mercy to smugglers.
While in our case
we allow Savelli to steal and kill for a quibble.
Tanzi, the law fixes the limits.
Yes, for us.
We can't act like criminals.
Imagine the reaction of the press.
The press! I want Ferrender and to catch him...
Check what's going on.
Enough I've said!
Let me go!
What's going on? What's this racket?
This man refuses to sign the statement.
He's asking for his lawyer.
- What did he do? - He left an old man
for dead on a pedestrian crossing.
What are you waiting for? Lock him up!
I don't give a shit. Daddy's lawyers will get me out fast.
You see, Anna, I can't stand cynicism.
Especially among young people.
You refuse to understand them. What do you know about their problems?
To you, they're just bad or good guys and that's it.
Don't be ridiculous.
I'm not ridiculous, it's the truth.
The truth is we have to arrest juvenile offenders.
You're always looking for extenuating circumstances:
society, family
and other sociological bullshits.
Of course, I should imitate you.
You're becoming a kamikaze of State violence.
I'm sorry! After the next robbery,
instead of arresting Ferrender, I'll ask his lawyer for
his sociological profile. Ok?
Hello?
It's me.
What?
Well, I'm coming.
I'm sorry but I have to go. We'll meet at the restaurant.
- The scientific squad? - They're coming.
- Leonardo! - How did it happen?
They had just robbed an old pensioner.
A truck came out of the turn and...
I can't believe it, I arrested them 2 days ago.
Who let them go?
The juvenile judge, after the psychologist notice.
- Anna? - Yes, I think so.
We're stupid.
We're killing ourselves at work to catch them
and a stupid cunt feels sorry for them.
- You're talking about Anna. - No.
I'm talking about two young boys dead by excess of humanity.
The reformatory would have been better than death.
You don't want to understand. I helped others and I successfully
changed their life. Not all,
but prison makes them all delinquent.
You're kidding, I keep arresting them over and over,
your favourites!
Don't talk so loudly.
Your leniency is only working in favor of criminality!
Leonardo, you're going too far.
Forget it. Thanks, but it's a lost cause.
No, he only meant...
No... let her go.
She will calm down.
- Here's Moretto's car. - Are you sure?
I'll never have such a car with my salary.
Be careful, the pigs are here.
Can't they stop being such a pain in the ass when I'm working.
Hello.
He said hello. Polite people always answer.
When polite people meet
a surgeon butchering someone, they're asking him:
''Are we disturbing you, Dr Moretto?''
And me, since I'm polite,
I'm answering: ''Not at all. What can I do for you?''
Don't be a smart ass. Get out!
Get out, I said, and quick. Understood?
What do you want?
Why are you giving information to Savelli?
- Who? - Savelli.
Who is this guy?
Be careful or your hump will stop bringing you good fortune.
Your horns neither.
Nice one, isn't it?
Go ahead, laugh.
It happens that Savelli married your sister.
Leave my sister alone, she's fucking whoever she wants,
got it?
You hurt me!
You're taking advantage of my handicap. Go fuck yourself.
Stop making a fuss about it.
A fuss, my ass!
You're saying my hump is worthless then leave me my balls at least.
Let's have a look at your car.
Shall we go?
Where? I've got some work to do!
- Come on. - I've got to work!
Hurry up.
I don't dawdle unlike some others!
- You're making me late. - The keys.
Here.
And what is that?
You're screwed if it's not bicarbonate.
This shit ain't mine.
It's been planted here on purpose.
Come, we'll have a little talk.
I got no time to talk...
Vincenzo! Where are you taking him?
- Sandra, stop it! - Cowards!
- Sandra!
Call the lawyer. They're trying to nab me.
Son of a bitch! Don't worry, I'll handle it.
Don't worry!
Let's go back to the old ways, alright?
Answer!
What am I supposed to say? That I like it? I don't know.
You must say:
''I like it,
''sir.''
I like it, sir.
You can be polite when you want.
Moretto, I'd talk if I were you.
I can keep you in police custody for 48 hours with the new laws.
Imagine...
you and me for 48 hours.
And my lawyer.
I want my lawyer!
We'll tell him you banged against a door.
Tell me where are Savelli and Ferrender.
I don't know shit!
Have mercy.
Leave me alone.
Where are Savelli and Ferrender?
- I don't know! - Talk!
I don't know!
I know fuck-all about it!
Have mercy, for fuck sake, have mercy.
I'm a cripple.
Please, I...
have to piss.
Fine, go with him. But bring him back as soon as he's done.
I must piss.
Hurry up.
The hell with you!
I'm gonna piss in my pants...
Here.
Here!
Here, you miserable bastards.
You worthless fucks.
Pigs...
Dirty pigs!
I'm gonna destroy this son of a bitch.
I'll have you fired.
I swear that I'll have you fired.
Come on, Moretto... Have some guts, come on, have some guts!
Help, I'm dying!
I killed myself!
Motherfuckers!
Antonio, an ambulance, quick!
Fine. Yes, thank you, keep me informed.
Nothing bad. He'll be out in two days.
Good. What are we gonna do?
Nothing. Nothing against Vincenzo Moretto.
What about the drug?
Come on, Tanzi, even a newbie lawyer
could prove that you're the one who planted it.
So if I understand, I'm the one being incriminated.
No. I'll just transfer you from the commando squad
to the office of business concern licences.
This way we'll avoid an investigation.
Once more justice won, didn't it?
No, but we're avoiding a scandal.
Imagine the newspapers frontpage tomorrow:
''A police officer hits a defenseless hunchback.''
There she is.
What do you want? Let go of me!
- Help! - Start.
Stop!
Should I wait or serve you?
No, wait. Can I make a phone call?
Of course.
Are you sure that the miss went out?
Yes, since about 30 minutes.
Thank you.
No! You're crazy!
Shut the fuck up, bitch!
No, let go of me!
Shut the fuck up!
Come on, let's hurry. Quick!
Leave me alone!
What are you doing?
You'll see.
- But why? - That's enough.
What did I do to you?
You're scared, aren't you?
Go ahead!
Stop!
That's enough, now.
You can bet the bitch wet her pants.
Here, my dear, it's for your bastard boyfriend.
Shall we go?
We're arriving.
Don't think about it.
She's under shock but she isn't injured.
They kidnapped her to give me a lesson.
I think I know who's behind all this.
She had a violent traumatism.
We'll keep her for 48 hours then we'll send her back home.
How do you feel?
Did you see their faces?
They were... masked.
Where did they take you?
I don't know.
I forgot.
In a meadow.
Don't exhaust her off.
She isn't in condition to talk for a long time.
I'll come back as soon as I can.
Leonardo...
Please, no retaliation. It's just an accident.
Captain...
She had this bullet in the hand.
We didn't see it ealier. Maybe it can help you.
Maybe.
Your name?
Angela Antonini. I have a tobacco shop on Dei Gracchi street.
One moment.
I'm waiting since march.
Sorry, but there's no file about your billiard room.
That's impossible. Keep looking.
I've said there isn't any.
I don't want to teach you your job but
the prefect assured me my file was ready.
The prefect can assure anything he wants.
The file isn't here, got it?
You should take a sedative,
you need one.
- Here, madam. - Thank you.
How long have you been here?
- 22 years sir. - You're crazy.
It's been 2 days and I already have enough of this crap.
- Somebody got to do it. - Yes.
But I'm a cop to fight criminality
not to do paperwork.
Excuse me.
Hello?
Licences office.
You're at the wrong place, talk to the foreigners office.
You're welcome.
Unknown people in a white BMW shoot with machineguns
- I'm going to the barber. - Alright, sir.
What do you want?
- Savelli. - You're wasting your time.
Do you understand? I don't see this son of a bitch anymore.
He left me here with the kid.
You're his wife, we're gonna talk.
I've got nothing to say. I not a whore nor an informer.
Sandra!
Who is this bore?
Well, well...
A little visit to your sister?
Is it forbidden?
Not at all.
Is it your idea?
You're wrong, it's someone else.
Swallow it.
- Sorry? - Swallow it.
You're kidding?
I said, swallow it!
Ok, I'll swallow it.
What does he think?
Watch...
Happy?
Sorry, detective. Your good health!
Go to hell.
Let's go, it's late.
I've got a busy day at the coffee shop tomorrow. Tierce, you know.
A little longer, it's only 9pm.
What do you want?
Get down motherfucker! Get down or you're dead!
Help! No!
Let go of me!
Franco!
A brave worker, right? Bastard!
Franco! Let go of him!
He needs a lesson!
In the trunk.
Yes, take the keys.
Come on, Stefano, quick!
We're gonna nail him.
Yes, go on!
Franco! Leave him alone!
We're gonna fuck your girlfriend,
you fucking proletarian!
Cowards!
Come on, guys, in the grass!
Let go of me!
Come on, let's have a bang!
Come on, dear!
Shut the fuck up, don't be a bitch!
Come here.
Don't be ashamed.
We won't hurt you. On the contrary, you'll have fun.
Please...
Leave me alone... no...
Hello, is it you?
Meet me at Tormarancia. On the square. There's a coffee shop.
Hurry up.
Talk to me about Savelli.
I don't know him.
I only know Pierino Pradi. He has a big pair of balls.
Unlike the pigs in here.
Let's work her with a staff.
Yes, go ahead!
You like it, don't you?
I went to Savelli's. Guess who was there?
The hunchback I suppose.
They're preparing a job and Moretto is in charge.
That's it.
You have to watch him to get Ferrender and Savelli.
I got it, I'll spend the night here.
Good. Call me if there's anything new.
Captain, weren't you at the licences office?
As you said, I ''was'' there.
Take my spot. Cya.
Stop!
Stop.
We've been attacked, they raped my friend, help me.
Get in.
- Where is she? - Over there.
Paola!
- Paola. - Franco...
Take me away from here.
Don't cry.
Calm down, I'm here.
I want to die.
The bastards.
Try to calm down.
- I don't want to go to my place. - No, no.
Calm down, it's over.
We have to take her to the hospital, quick.
- Wait, let me help you. - Thank you.
- Will you be alright? - Yes.
Come...
Get in. It's over.
Would you be able to identify them?
One of them was wearing a white sweater
and had the face of a spoiled child.
Let me play.
Gaetano, I'm an ace. Do you bet
100 000 liras?
Don't break my balls.
Let me play.
Is it yours?
Get lost!
Stop!
You'll forget women forever!
Got it? You retarded daddy's boy!
You're gonna lose the desire to do it again!
And you too, you're of the same dirty race!
Motherfuckers!
Coward!
Speed up, we're gonna lose them.
Speed up, he's on our tails!
Tanzi here. Lungotevere, Acqua Acetosa.
Intercept a blue Dino Ferrari,
registration number B 707 12. Hurry up.
It's hopeless.
Run over him, go ahead!
Flatten him, quick!
Stefano, answer me!
- Get out. - No, leave me alone. Stefano!
I've had enough, do you understand?
I've had enough of this shit.
He was supposed to stay at his desk and leave his gun in a drawer.
The fact remains, sir, that they tried to run over him.
He had to defend himself.
That is not the question. You would have acted differently.
And I would have probably gotten killed.
Where is Tanzi?
At the Prosecutor's office,
to make his report.
I'm gonna tell you a secret.
This boy's father was a schoolmate.
He's a good man.
I feel sorry for him.
I understand.
Anything else, Mr. Ruini?
Yes.
You're in charge of Ferrender's case until something else occurs.
Whereas Tanzi, it's better if he stays out of my sight, understood?
I got it.
Hello, mum, it's me.
Hello, Marta? Hello?
Were you calling mum?
No, Tony, I promise.
Why do you keep lying to me?
You're not supposed to call
your little mummy.
You know it, don't you?
I won't do it again.
Come here.
Don't touch me, get lost! You're disgusting!
- Don't move! - Don't touch me, you're disgusting.
I hate you, leave me alone.
I hate you... No!
There it is.
You'll feel better soon.
It's better already.
You like it.
Stupid cunt...
We'll see that.
Excuse me, where's the licences office?
Last door on the left.
- May I? - Come in, madam.
- I'm Maria Assante. - Yes?
The widow
- of sergeant Assante. - I remember. Have a sit.
Mrs Assante!
Hello,
captain, I was looking for you.
You know, Antonio liked you very much.
He even talked about you the day before...
he got killed.
So, I came to see you.
Can I help you?
Yes. I can't stand it anymore.
I'm desperate.
Because of my daughter.
Marta took
a wrong way.
I tried to warn her but it was useless.
She left the house several weeks ago.
She left with a scumbag.
A guy named Tony.
People say he's a drug dealer.
Did you lodge a complaint?
Yes, but they told me that she's 19 years old,
she's an adult.
She can do whatever she wants.
I see.
- Tony, you say? - Yes, Tony.
Were does he live?
I don't know.
Once Marta told me she met him in a night club.
The ''Marocco''.
Damn...
Do you need a hand?
Yes, thank you.
It won't start.
Let me see.
It's the carburettor.
- Really? - Look.
Help!
- Stop! - Move away!
Stop!
Help!
Motherfucker!
Leonardo... You're always where there's trouble.
Have you been transfered to the anti-theft squad?
Take him in.
Or do like to play the upholder of the law?
Come, we've been waiting for you for 30 minutes.
Here, madam.
Captain Tanzi, judge Bennato.
Here's the body. Buried here since a long time.
Before drawing a conclusion I'd like your opinion.
What do you think of this?
It'll be tough to identify it.
Unless the finger prints are already in the archives.
But the mutilated left hand reminds me of something.
A ritual from the natives of Marseilles.
That's what I was suspecting.
Please, explain it to me.
It's a signature, Mr. the judge.
It's Ferrender's mark.
Probably a gangland killing.
If you say so...
I'll have the body taken away.
Go ahead.
Keep me informed. We never know.
- Of course. - By the way...
Do you know the ''Club Marocco''?
No. Why?
Nothing. I'll probably go dancing.
Do you know him?
I never saw him.
And Tony, since when haven't you seen him?
Tony who?
Don't think I haven't recognized you.
You still have a year left, don't you, Carmine?
- Only 8 months. - Tony!
73 Coronari street. He has an attic.
Don't forget that I didn't say anything.
You're right to insist.
Hello ? Is it you? Tanzi is looking for you.
Tanzi? Who is this dude?
Thanks.
Marta! Come on stupid,
- wake up! - What?
I'm taking you
to your mother, get up!
Get up, retard!
I'm sick, I want to sleep.
Hurry up, if you don't want to end in jail.
Get dressed, quick.
- You're still here? Stupid cunt! - I'm sick, I can't.
- Too bad for you. - I can't!
Mommy...
You know what? You're starting to piss me off.
An ambulance for 73 Coronari street. Hurry.
Stop!
Don't move or I cut her throat.
I said don't move!
Where are you going?
Get lost!
You'd better not be a smartass.
I'm Tanzi.
- Sarti, narcotics. - Where's the girl?
The ambulance took her to the hospital. She was in a bad shape.
She probably had an overdose.
A bastard injected her with some shit to kill her.
He managed to escape.
But I'll find him, even if I have to search the whole city.
Marta, my baby!
Marta... why?
Let's go.
I can't work anymore after what happened.
I took 6 months off.
What are you gonna do now?
I'll go to Milano.
It'll do us some good to be separated for a little while, won't it?
Maybe.
We have to think about our relationship.
When do you leave?
Saturday morning.
Fine. I'll take you back.
Poor girl.
You can say it.
Beautiful, isn't it?
For that, no doubt about it.
But I can give you 2 millions maximum.
What? It's top quality stuff and you...
Sorry, Moretto, but it's 2 millions maximum.
Come on, Moustache, make an effort.
500 000 more.
I have to pay the bill for the Porsche in 2 days.
Times are hard Moretto, people are afraid to invest.
This kind of goods is hard to sell.
Moustache, let's make an ''historical compromise''.
I, the hunchbacked proletarian, will only steal for you.
You, the smart capitalist, will only do business with me.
I sign the agreement for 500 000 more.
I can't.
Times are hard as I told you.
Come on, make an effort, Moustache.
I'll let you touch my hump.
Go ahead, touch it, it will bring you luck.
I thank you, but I don't believe in those things.
You're wrong. Really wrong.
Yob...
Caputo...
It's settled. We have a free hand.
- Is everything in place? - Rome is well covered.
I want a report every 15 minutes. The rest is my own business.
Always keep a free frequency for the cars.
- Got it? - Fine.
How careless I am!
Do you know what day is it?
No.
It's the 25th anniversary of my wedding.
Leave, come on, what are you waiting for?
- Puntato! - Sir?
Is there a florist shop nearby?
A florist? It's almost midnight.
I want a dozen red roses. Right now!
- Where do we put him? - At Colantoni's.
Ok.
- You seem pissed off. - You can say that.
- What's going on? - Don't you know?
No. we don't know anything at the licences office.
Mancuso has been kidnapped.
The famous jeweller?
In person. He had millions in jewels with him.
Excuse me, we'll meet tomorrow. Let's go.
I fidget impatiently to see the others act
while I'm rotting in paperworks.
Where other people would like to rot.
Yes...
By the way, has Castelfusano body been identified?
No. I think the file
will be closed.
I see.
Ferrender is getting away one more time.
Leo...
- I'll give the keys to the caretaker. - Ok.
Fine, tomorrow I'll settle everything...
Excuse me, do you have some fire?
Move!
Get in!
Leonardo!
Excuse me, I have to make a phone call.
Mr. Caputo. It's urgent.
No surprise!
Get out!
It's not my fault.
She injected herself on her own.
Scumbag. You're the one who killed her!
Who's giving you heroin? Talk!
I don't know. South Americans.
- Their names? - I don't know.
The names!
- I don't know. - Of course you know.
What are you doing?
No... Are you nuts?
You're crazy!
No...
You can't do that!
You showed her no mercy.
No... Wait.
Spare me and I'll give you a good tip.
About Ferrender.
- Which one? - Don't you know that...
Leonardo, what happened?
Here, Caputo.
Get me the SWAT team.
An homicide at the Olympic Village.
Inform prosecutor Bennato. Over.
Well done, you tore him to shreds.
But why didn't you kill this fucking cop?
Why?
Because he'll have to look at me in eyes when I'll kill him.
To look at me and to shake with fear. The motherfucker will wet his pants.
Got it?
Speaking of a motherfucker...
This morning, I went to the can. I felt something weird...
I told myself: ''Fuck, what's happening to me?''
I push... I shit. I get up.
And look what I found in the pan.
How is it possible?
It's a miracle.
Do you know Saint Claire who was spitting daisies?
She was protected by God.
Me, I'm protected by Satan, I'm shitting lead.
It's with this bullet that I'm gonna sort this fucking cop out.
The hell's with him.
So you weren't on duty and you were just here by chance.
I see.
And you, Caputo?
Me... I arrived just before the shooting.
I saw the drug dealer fall to the ground and the Citroen
that was shooting off.
Are you sure the shot was fired from the Citroen?
Or do you associate the 2 facts because they happened at the same time?
Stop quibbling, be clear.
That's what I'm looking for: clarity.
No, you're insinuating that Parenzo was killed differently.
Put this murder on me if you want but without beating about the bush.
Change your tune.
I won't change anything!
They want to ruin my reputation!
Listen...
No, let me talk!
Enough! To tell you the truth,
I'm not the one ruining your reputation,
but your methods are!
You have politics and the press way too much on your mind.
You forgot that you got where you are
by the force of your fists.
Here's my plate. You'll get my resignation later.
As you want.
3 gangsters attacked the People's Bank.
They're inside with 10 hostages.
- Caputo, let's hurry. - Ok.
I'll inform the chief of police.
Get her up!
They're really wrong if they think we're kidding.
I'll slaughter everybody if we don't get the money!
I'll kill you like dogs!
How is it outside?
Calm. Way too calm.
Shoot anyone who tries to get close!
When are they making a decision?
So, Caputo?
I sent the guys from the commando squad on the roof.
- Anything new? - No, nothing.
They repeated the ultimatum.
A judge as hostage and a car.
Or they'll kill the hostages starting at noon.
We don't have much time.
Get a little closer.
Did you already make the report?
Answer.
Hello?
The deputy public prosecutor is asking us to free the women.
No way! I want a judge and a car.
A judge and a car.
Good, thanks. It's ok like that.
So?
He's the one who locked them up,
but the watcher fled in a white BMW.
And now?
The prosecutor is trying to negotiate but it's Ferrender's gang,
it's totally useless.
It'll be a massacre if we don't act.
We should try, shouldn't we?
The prosecutor is gonna kill us.
And they're gonna kill the hostages.
I know.
Marchi, a cigarette.
- So? - It's a mess. Let's hope...
I know the employees.
Were you a banker?
If only! My son installed the air conditioning.
I helped him a few times to supplement my income.
- You said air conditioning? - Yes.
Let me go!
Calm down.
She's pissing me off, make her shut the fuck up.
Tell her to stop! Come on, you little fucks!
I want to go out! No!
- Do you know who I am? - Yes.
- Are you a good shooter? - Good enough, captain.
Come with me.
- Hurry up. - I'm almost done.
Here. 500 liras, sir.
- Your name? - Labire Galeazzo.
''Labire Galeazzo, without liras nor dick''.
Fucking scumbag...
Didn't you hear the news? It's the gangsters car!
1 13? We saw a white BMW.
Don't do anything foolish, alright?
- Calm down. - I repeat.
Nothing happened. I just shot in the air.
But if you don't react within 10 minutes then
I won't answer of the hostages safety, understood?
Go over there!
You! Face the wall!
Did you get it?
Move, faster!
If in 2 minutes the phone hasn't rung you're screwed!
Do you get it?
There we are.
I'll shoot her if the car doesn't come in a minute!
I'll kill you all!
- Take me. - Calm down, it's over.
- Come, we're going outside. - I'm sick.
It's over, hang on.
Ok, fine.
Listen, Tanzi... I won't take back what I said.
A policeman must always respect the law.
Attention to all cars.
We intercepted the BMW of the gangster
at the start of Marconi boulevard.
What are you waiting for?
You're the chief of the commando squad, aren't you?
If you'll allow me, you're a son of a...
Stop, Tanzi.
Go, now.
- Get out. - Are you crazy
Get out!
Start!
Hurry!
Someone is dying here.
I don't give a shit. Keep going if you don't want to die too.
Don't worry, hang on.
What's going on? Why are we coming back?
What do you want?
I want to know where we're going.
I'll tell you where you're going.
To the cemetery, motherfucker.
Go, go!
The gangster from the BMW stole an ambulance
registration number 4691 2. He's in Portuense district.
- I repeat... - Let's go.
- What's your name? - Oronzo.
''Oronzo, don't be a gonzo,
''if they catch us here then you'll go to heaven.''
Good one, isn't it?
Go...
Speed up.
Car 15. We're trying to intercept the ambulance
with the gangster in the zone EUR Laurentina .
I repeat. Zone EUR.
Loud and clear. We're moving to the mentioned area.
Tanzi here. Don't lose it.
Direct it towards the circular route.
Floor it!
On the left.
Be careful!
They're dead.
He was a hunchback, the fucking son of a bitch.
A bit more and he would have killed me too, captain.
You see? I was right.
Send a team to the slaughterhouse and one at his sister's.
- You can go. - Thank you.
Let's go.
Hello?
A call from Milano? I'll take it.
Hello? It's you...
Sorry? The two killed in the bank?
Yes, that's them. I'm sure of it.
The third was called Albino.
I should have told you before but try to understand.
I wanted to keep you out of trouble.
It's the past, let's not mention it anymore.
Do you remember where they took you?
In a scrap yard outside the city.
Listen, I don't think l'll come back.
For the time being at least.
It's better.
As you want.
Anna!
- Do you know Vincenzo Moretto? - No.
Do you know them?
I never saw them.
- Nothing, captain. - Ok, let's go.
- I never saw them. - Thank you. Good bye.
- Are you the foreman? - Yes, why?
- Who is the owner? - Two brothers.
Luciano and Giovanni Ciotti.
It's been 2 years. Before, it was another.
Are they renting?
The site belongs to someone else.
Yes, it belongs to a guy named Gerace... Geraci... something like that.
I see. Let's go.
It looks like it's our fault if Moretto is killing people left and right.
What does the press want?
They're right, Caputo.
Why?
Yes, maybe. They're probably right.
The poor folks in the ambulance left two young children behind them.
I swear that if I find Moretto...
Mr. Tanzi! I found the famous file.
I don't give a shit about your files!
It's you who asked me for it. Gerace...
The guy from the billiard room. Ferdinando Gerace.
Hunchback!
- Hunchback! - I'm here.
How was it?
Fine. Mancuso's brother gave me half a billion.
Half a billion...
I'm kidding, stupid.
- When does the boss arrive? - In one hour.
Ferdinando Gerace, 42 years old, no criminal record.
He bought the place 6 months ago.
- What do you think? - I don't know, Leo.
We acted so many times for nothing...
Now we must get it right. Can you see the Citroen?
It belongs to the killers of the drug dealer.
- What are we waiting for? - In my opinion,
Ferrender, he's already here, or he'll come soon.
What do we do?
I don't know.
When we came I was thinking that if I met them,
Ferrender and Moretto, I would kill them.
Now, I don't know anymore.
This time I'm the one without doubts.
Car 20. A few minutes ago, the jeweller Mancuso
has been set free at Sette Bagni.
To the cars on duty on the circular route:
make roadblocks. I repeat.
To the cars on duty on the circular route...
Maybe that's him.
10% for expenses.
15% for you. Albino will take the rest to Switzerland.
Do we have an agreement?
Finally...
Is something bothering you?
That's right. Something is bothering me.
What?
The cut.
Life is getting more expensive, you know.
Meat, shoes, gas...
And another essential thing too.
- What? - Artillery.
So what?
So, it's not enough.
Fine, you'll get 20%. Is it ok?
It's better.
- Hands up! - Don't move.
The suitcase.
Look. All fresh from the bank.
I bet it's Mancuso's ransom.
It's starting to be clear.
I bet we'll find the rest inside.
Here, take this.
Come on, let's go.
I'll take the backdoor.
Don't move.
Sorry to interrupt you, buddy.
Let's go back to the old ways, ok?
Let's go back to the old ways!
Come on, be nice.
Do you recognize it?
I shitted it just for you.
You can kill me,
but you and Ferrender are screwed, the place is surrounded.
Do you hear him, Albino? He's still talking about Ferrender.
Stupid fuck.
I killed Ferrender 3 months ago, motherfucker.
Who do you think it was the body in Castelfusano?
Who do you think it was?
Drop your gun.
Drop it.
Turn round.
This time there won't be a suicide.
Because I'll kill you like a dog.
No, Caputo!
You can't!
No!