OCTOPUS 2
EPISODE TWO
Mom stays at home.
Dad goes to the office.
It's Olga Camastra.
How do you know I'm here?
Here it only takes half a day to know everything.
- Why did you come back? - Personal reasons.
Look, I'm sorry, but I dont feel like talking to anyone.
Goodbye.
Thank you.
Hello.
It's me again. You'll think I'm pushy,
but I can't help it if I want to talk to you.
- There's nothing to talk about. - I want to see you.
Impossible. I'm busy here at home.
I have to explain so many things to you.
- How about tomorrow? - No, not tomorrow.
I told you I'm busy. I'm sorry. Goodbye.
Won't you let me come in?
I get it! You said you'd be home
because you were sure I wouldn't come.
Single women here don't visit single men at night.
But I can do whatever I like.
Yes, of course. You're another class of woman.
Why did you come back?
- Who wants to know? - I do.
- I came to pack up. - Did you come alone?
How's your daughter?
My daughter is gone.
She's dead.
Oh, God.
I'm sorry.
I'm truly sorry.
I had no idea.
We didn't know, down here.
- How did it happen? - I don't want to talk about it.
We have bad memories together.
Yes, we do.
I remember you tried to get me killed one day.
It's true.
When you asked for my help,
I betrayed you.
They would have killed me if I hadn't described your car.
I traded my life for yours.
I wish I hadn't done that.
You want to be forgiven.
No.
I'd like you to believe me.
Aren't you asking too much?
You're right.
I paid with much remorse but maybe...
I realised something.
Even if I believed you, it would change nothing.
Nothing.
Forgive this intrusion.
I can explain.
I want to talk to our friends before I'm dumped like this.
You made a mistake, a serious mistake.
Your interview with Judge Bordonaro
was a bit too long, shall we say.
I was hoping you'd help me with our friends,
just as I've always helped you.
- This time it was impossible. - Then I'll face them.
Do you really want to look our friends in the face?
This is how you can remedy your mistake...
You'd better sign this letter.
What is it?
A proxy to sell your shares in the bank.
- At what price? - One lira.
You're crazy.
My holding is worth at least 8 billion.
Today it's just worth one lira.
Can I at least join my daughter in Brazil?
You can do whatever you like. You're a free man.
And this is a democratic country.
Sign it.
Oh, God...
Mr Ravanusa, try to calm down
or your signature will be unrecognisable.
I've advised my American client, Frank Carrisi
of our participation in his project.
But now we must choose an intermediary bank.
I'm still on good terms with Nicola Sorbi.
You've all known him for many years.
A while back he moved to Rome
and his financial institution
is now well regarded at a national level.
We all know Mr Sorbi very well. But what about Ravanusa?
I've heard he sent his daughter and her family to Brazil.
Why is that?
Ravanusa hasn't left his home for a while.
He's locked himself away.
He has no interests and whoever calls is told he's ill.
- Poor Ravanusa. - Well, we must accept it.
Men too, have radiant dawns and sad sunsets.
But his business is sound.
His bank performs a function we must safeguard at all costs.
But Ravanusa is the majority shareholder.
- He wants to sell. - Who would buy his shares?
- Mr Sorbi. - Has Ravanusa sold to him?
I have his proxy to negotiate the deal.
In that case, there isn't a problem.
We can consider Ravanusa definitely out.
I therefore consider we have an agreement
with Mr Sorbis financial institution.
Our fellow islander
returns to his birthplace and his old friends,
which strengthens our ties to the mainland.
Speaking of the mainland, I've heard Cattani is in town.
- Yes, I've heard that too. - What's your opinion?
He's passing through. He came to get his furniture.
He has family and personal problems,
Countess Camastra told me.
But I don't believe that. I know him well.
But don't worry.
We'll teach him to mind his own business.
I've taken precautions.
- Hello. - Mr Cattani...
Mr Ravanusa would like to see you.
- Why? - Hed like to talk to you.
I no longer have anything to do with this town.
Mr Ravanusa says it's a delicate matter.
Something important that concerns you personally.
Why isn't he calling me? Put him on, please.
He's resting. I must insist.
He asked me to insist with you.
If you'd be so kind, hell expect you today.
- How did he know I was here? - I don't know, sir.
Someone must have seen you and told Mr Ravanusa.
Very well.
Give me the address, please.
64, Via Giuseppe Nicotra.
- At what time? - Right away, if you like.
- I'll be there in half an hour. - All right.
I'm going out, sir.
- Who did you call? - My wife.
My daughter still has a fever. I'll just drop by home.
Hurry back.
I'll do a bit of shopping. I'll be away half an hour.
Make sure you close the gate well.
Certainly.
Good morning. A phone token and a coffee.
Here.
- Hello. - Hello, it's Cattani.
What a surprise.
Thanks for spreading the news I'm in town.
It wasn't me.
Your friend Mr Ravanusa has invited me to his place.
- Who called you? - His manservant, I think.
- I wouldn't go. - Why not?
I don't know why, but I wouldn't go.
I said I'd go.
You haven't come just to pack up your home.
You won't give up.
Don't move.
Put your hands up.
You came at the right moment.
Search the house. See if there's anyone else.
- There's no one else, officer. - Molteni, call HQ.
Don't move. Keep your hands up.
Search him.
I'm Corrado Cattani.
I was this towns Chief Inspector.
Inspector Cattani!
The bastard has come to join us.
Were all your friends. We were expecting you.
- What a show, Governor. - I follow the rules.
- Boys, the Inspectors here. - I'm so happy!
Inspector...
How about a game of cards?
Why not? Don't you like me?
I said no.
Look who's here. Inspector!
Hi, Cattani.
Welcome.
Don't you remember me?
No.
I'm Fiorito. You got Altero to arrest me for drug dealing.
- I was right. - Really, brother?
- I didn't know I had one. - Me neither.
- See what happened to Altero? - Yes...
- When are you going to die? - When God decides.
As late as possible. You must enjoy your time in jail.
What do you want? I don't even know you.
You and your cops bashed me three times
and now you don't know me?
- Watch it. - Watch what?
When will you get even, when they make you Inspector?
I'm sorry, sir,
but I've just arrived from Palermo
and I'm not familiar with this case
and I don't want to give rise to misunderstandings.
- You understand? - Yes, Judge.
Perhaps I needn't repeat what you know very well.
I've gone through all your file.
In summary,
you stated that your daughter
was abducted by a criminal organisation,
which you allege the late Mr Ravanusa belonged to.
- Yes, it's true. - It's true?
Truth always has many faces, sir.
And I'm afraid it's up to me to find the right one.
I don't understand your hesitation.
Why did you go to Ravanusas home?
My client has stated why. Mr Ravanusa asked to see him.
About what?
He wasn't able to tell me. He was dead when I got there.
According to your own statements,
you had good reason to feel bitter towards Mr Ravanusa.
Of course.
And that those reasons
could be construed as a motive.
Yes, of course.
Is that all you have to say?
Yes.
I'm resigned to all that's happening to me, including you.
You seem to want to poke fun at me.
That can be dangerous.
Dangerous for me?
You people have everything.
The body, the motive
and the killer.
Would my objections sway you?
Yes, if they were plausible.
You've already closed the inquiry in your mind.
Why do you keep questioning me?
Back inside.
Everyone inside. You too. Hurry.
Inspector.
- What's going on? - They're just clowning around.
Inspector, the funs just begun.
You like it?
Guard, I'm for solitary.
He's a dead man.
Inspector...
I've come to say good night. Aren't you happy?
What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?
What will I do, strangle you?
Will I cut off your head and shove it down the toilet?
Inspector...
What's up?
Inspector, the funs over for tonight, but I'll be back.
Guard...
- What is it? - I want to talk to you.
- I need a favour. - Sure, Inspector.
- I have to see the Countess. - Who are you?
I'm Salvatore. I have a letter for her.
- I'll give it to her. - No, I must wait for an answer.
- If she's out, I'll come back. - Come inside.
Do you want it?
- It's blank. - I know the words.
But theyre from jail so it'll cost one million.
All right, I'll pay one million.
Yes, I see... I'll pay you right away.
The words are...
Inspector Cattani wants to see you urgently.
Judge... You're not very nice.
It's not that, but it's Sunday. I was going to call tomorrow.
- Any developments? - None, unfortunately.
I can't grant you that meeting with Mr Cattani
until I've finished all the interviews.
Are you afraid I'll take him away?
It isn't fear, it's the law.
No outsider can meet with the defendant
before the inquiry is over.
Not even with a small personal effort?
You're asking me to break the rules
and I can't do that,
or I'd turn into the defendant.
Countess...
So, will you arrange this meeting?
Do you want to ask him if he killed Ravanusa?
I'm curious to talk to him.
Persistent, aren't you?
But it's against the law, you know.
The Judge told me that. That's why I'm asking you.
That's some compliment... You consider me a crook.
No.
Just a capable lawyer
who's a better friend of the Judge than I am.
You too, might want to know
how Cattani is getting on and what he's thinking.
Countess, despite your whims,
we always end up in agreement.
After all, were alike, don't you agree?
My God, what a state he's in.
Who did that?
An inmate who likes to provoke me.
- Maybe he'll kill me in stages. - Who is he?
A drug dealer. A big ape.
He's either being paid to torment me
or maybe he's doing someone a favour.
You must complain to the Governor.
My face speaks for itself.
Thanks for coming.
Tell me what I can do.
- Did my note cost you a lot? - Don't worry about it.
I had no other way of getting it to you.
- Then you owe me. - Yes, of course.
Also for what I'm about to ask you.
I have to trust you completely.
You mustn't tell Terrasini. Are you up to it?
Try trusting me and lets see what happens.
Things can't be worse than they are.
Yes, at the most they can stage my suicide.
So tell me, what can I do for you?
A phone call.
Yes?
Your friend in Sicily needs to talk to you.
Who is this?
- You know who I mean? - Yes.
He says it's important for both of you.
- For me? - Yes, for you.
He might have to reveal things hed rather not.
He knows why our prosecutor wanted to see you
and was then killed in Rome.
He's your friend, so he doesn't want to talk,
but he expects a sign of friendship.
Silencing him forever would serve no purpose.
He's lodged a statement with a notary.
Check the flights to Palermo.
One moment, sir.
You can leave at 3.30 from Ciampino.
Book me a seat and cancel all my appointments.
Inform His Excellency I can't make his meeting.
Yes, sir.
- I'm the Governor. - Hello.
Good evening.
- Here's my pass. - No need for that, sir.
- Open the gate. - Yes, sir.
You should be stricter with your visitors.
No privileges for anyone.
And by checking the known faces
you serve the State better.
Naturally, with exceptions, sir!
How is it that you always end up in trouble, my son?
I didn't kill Ravanusa. You know I couldn't.
Yes, I didn't believe it when I was told of the charge.
But you're in a nasty mess.
They set a trap for me.
Now only you can get me out of here.
Me? How?
I don't have the power.
They can kill me in here.
Why would they? And above all, who would?
Maybe they think I spoke to Judge Bordonaro
before he was killed.
And did you speak to Judge Bordonaro?
Yes, on the phone.
He hinted at something.
I know Ravanusa had talked.
He had named names.
- Including yours. - Mine?
Yes, but maybe Ravanusa didn't know what he was saying
and Bordonaro...
might have mistaken a simple acquaintance with collusion.
Very well, what can I do for you?
I want to forget everything.
My daughter is dead
and all I think about now is myself.
Get me out of this hell...
if you still feel friendship towards me.
How can you doubt my friendship?
Didn't I come straight away?
That phone call was very imprudent.
I know, but I was desperate.
- Who was the woman? - The wife of an inmate.
Anyway, that phone number doesn't exist now.
Thank you for everything, Mr Cannito.
I'm truly fond of you
and you must trust me...
completely.
It's what I want most...
right now.
This way.
- Take a seat. - Thank you.
You look concerned, sir. What's the matter?
Inspector Cattani is in jail.
Yes... I know.
Don't worry about Cattani. Leave him to his fate.
Can't something be done for him?
I've known him for 15 years.
Yes, but now he's 15 years older
and his heads turning the wrong way.
In jail, he'll calm down.
I've never interfered with your decisions
and this matter doesn't concern me.
I've been dragged into it.
You must admit you've made mistakes.
If a mistake was made, it's best forgotten.
With not even a memory of it.
What are we drinking to tonight, sir?
To our peace of mind. Don't you agree, sir?
Mr Terrasini? It's me.
Yes?
I'm sorry to call at this hour,
but I think there's a solution to the Cattani matter.
Painless and convenient for everyone concerned,
even though it may seem risky.
What is it? I'm listening.
An interesting solution.
If he accepts, I agree.
I've persuaded Terrasini to act for you.
He's responsible for my daughters death.
How can you say such a thing?
I understand your pain, but you must be strong.
And remember that Terrasini is an excellent lawyer
who can have the charges dropped very quickly.
I'm sure of that.
You must be realistic, my friend.
If necessary, you must be prepared to compromise.
Is it right to let someone spit in your face?
I don't know whether it's right or not
but it's a lesson life teache's us.
Yes, sometimes it forces us into the mud,
but don't forget that life is also mud, Corrado.
It's corruption and compromise. It's unpleasant, but necessary.
Just like when our teachers slapped us.
In any case, it's societys philosophy.
In order not to be overpowered and to keep your freedom,
sometimes you must shake some not-so-clean hands.
Terrasini is the essential element in our agreement.
Forget about Judge Bordonaro
and all this business.
Agreed?
As you wish.
Goodbye, Corrado.
Come and visit me in Rome. I'll be delighted to see you.
If you need help, I'm always available.
I'll expect you.
Good morning, Inspector.
Good morning.
Take a seat.
A mutual friend asked me to take your defence,
that's if you agree, of course.
I'm in no position to refuse anything.
Good. That'll make it easier for us to get on.
Relax.
So, you're accused of killing Mr Ravanusa.
I believe in your version
and your innocence.
And you know why? Because I have the evidence.
I know you've always stated
you found Mr Ravanusa already dead.
Correct.
And that no one else was present.
That's correct.
No, it's not.
That's where you're wrong, Inspector.
Ravanusas manservant is the witness.
He says he came back after half an hour
and found his employer already dead.
And that's not all.
He also said that he fled in fear
and that as he left the house,
he saw you getting out of a taxi.
Of course.
That's the truth.
So the case is solved. Don't worry now.
All you need to do is sign this proxy
to appoint me as your defence counsel.
- Are you pleased? - Yes, of course.
Very well.
We can say goodbye now.
- Goodbye, Cattani. - Goodbye.
Stop, everyone. Let the Inspector play too.
Ball in the middle.
Come on, Inspector.
Come on...
What a great kick.
You could have made the national team.
Boys, the Inspector's a good player.
Were all good men in here. Remember that.
So you confirm
that Corrado Cattani present here
was seen by you on the date mentioned,
entering the home of Mr Ravanusa
after you had seen the aforementioned
already dead in his home?
Yes, I confirm that.
Why didn't you come forward earlier?
Sir, you know full well
how backward certain areas of our island are.
It's a painful reality, but we can't ignore it.
Many prefer to avoid any contact with the law.
They're not bad people. It's just age-old tradition.
It's an unjustified fear... a form of primeval mistrust.
Yes...
Sign here.
Actually, Judge, I can't write very well.
- Can I sign with a cross? - No, make an effort.
Name and surname.
That's all that's needed.
Congratulations, Inspector.
You've got yourself the right lawyer.
Good evening, sir. Mr Terrasini is in the car.
Come with me.
Get in, Inspector.
Thank you, but I can catch a taxi.
No, get in.
Lets have a drink at my place.
We have to celebrate.
So, lets drink to our success.
Every win is an honour...
You may go.
Believe me.
- Today is a happy day. - We must discuss your fee.
Don't even think of it. It was a few days work.
- I'd like to pay you. - Don't insist, I'd feel insulted.
And insults between friends are a serious matter.
To our friendship, Mr Cattani.
To friendship.
Speaking of friendship,
think, for instance, of Ravanusas manservant,
who confirmed your indisputable innocence.
What he did is priceless, you understand?
He's sincere and honest.
He's a friend and should be treated as such.
If I offered him money hed feel insulted.
But he can always count on me, as I can count on him.
What could I possibly do for you?
I hope you'd treat me the same way, if I needed it.
Certainly.
You know what I was thinking, sir?
The judge didn't ask the manservant
if he rang me with Ravanusas invitation.
You haven't lost your professional habit.
You want to know everything. You're very inquisitive.
- It's one of my faults. - Get rid of it.
It's like picking your nose... It's annoying.
- I'll try to take your advice. - But don't get angry.
Don't feel humiliated and don't suffer.
Take all this business more lightly...
just like life.
- And death. - Yes, death too.
Like Ravanusas, for instance.
Mr Cattani, I'd like you to do me a favour.
Don't mention Ravanusa again.
It's been very painful for me.
Wed been friends for so many years.
So, what are you going to do now?
- I'll go to Rome. - Do you have any contacts?
- Mr Cannito. - Excellent choice.
Then well meet in Rome.
There will be plenty of opportunities to do so.
You're right to leave.
When are you going to leave?
Tomorrow evening, I think.
I've shipped the last of my belongings.
It's been tough. But I'm beginning to learn.
And perhaps I'm also beginning to adapt.
I've taken too many hits in life.
We all have.
You're not privileged in that respect.
Maybe now you'll understand me better.
Yes, we might understand each other better.
We have Terrasini in common.
Why do you want to be so unbearable?
What more do you want? To unburden with me?
Go ahead, I won't complain. I won't say a word.
I'm sorry.
Why?
Because it isn't love?
In any case, it helps us to cope.
Tell me the truth...
You're doing it out of remorse.
No, it's just because I want to.
I have for a long time.
It's just something I like.
Else...
Come in.
Thanks.
You didn't go back to your mother?
No... I live alone.
I work in the municipal library.
What about you?
Maybe I'll go to Rome.
I've been to Sicily.
I've sent you your things.
And Paolas too.
I think I took everything.
I've been doing a lot of thinking.
Maybe I wanted a husband
whose job wouldn't rule my life
or that of my daughter.
I don't want to talk about the past.
There are times when I feel...
that everyone wants to hinder me.
They want to use my anger and my pain
and want to humiliate me
and want me to surrender after taking everything from me.
I've always had trouble understanding your problems.
Your pride, your moralisms...
You don't know how to forgive.
Maybe that's what destroyed everything.
Excuse me...
Hello. Do you know where Paola Cattani's grave is?
Paola Cattani? First row, the fourth grave.
Thank you.
All the times you waited for me, Paola...
And I'd never come.
You needed me so much.
And now it's I who need you.
I'll never give up. Never.
It's all so unfair...
so cruel.
You were entitled to a life...
and although no one can give it back to you...
maybe you'll forgive me...
if I manage to exact some justice.