I want Giuse-san to care for me even more than he does now.
Would saying that make him not like me?
I know I'm treated much nicer than all the other girls!
Dr. Bianchi. Am I being selfish?
Don't worry.
There's nothing wrong with feeling that at all.
Giuse-niisama!
Is it true you're going to the Balkans?!
It'll only be for half a year. I'll be back soon.
Don't go! They say it's dangerous because of the radiation!
You won't be lonely. Our brother will still be here.
But... Jean-niisama is too busy to ever come to my recitals.
Father and Mother and Jean-niisama...
Work is more important to them than me.
They always leave me all alone at home.
That's not true.
They all love you the most.
When I grow up, I'm going to join the military police!
That way, we'll always be togeth...!
It's very dangerous to be an M.P. In this country right now.
You should be a harp soloist, Enrica.
Amid the difficulty of sticking to that one feeling,
I want to protect you and fulfill my promise to the only one for me
In a world filled with doubt, I still can't find the answer
Even so, I continue forward... Why?
If I can change this dream-like reality with my own two hands,
amid the difficulty of sticking to that one feeling,
I want to protect the only one for me
I swear on my beating heart I will continue to run until I burn away
Amid the eternal love I feel simply by living,
I want to fulfill my promise
Just a dream...
Are you up, Giuse?
Go to bed if you're going to sleep.
Yeah, Brother.
I'm meeting Marcantonio tomorrow.
Your old friend Second Lieutenant Abbado?
How many years has it been?
Five or six years since I got my discharge, I guess...
Whoa, Giuse. You grew your hair out.
What do you do these days? PMC?
No, an acquaintance of mine hooked me up with a public welfare job.
Public welfare?
Is that strange?
Yeah!
That incident must've been pretty hard on you...
Yeah... it was.
The news back then was crazy.
I can understand why you and your brother quit the military police.
How are things with you, Marcantonio?
I assume you're still with the 1st Parachute Regiment?
Me? I'm leader of a patrol squad in Molise.
I crack down on smuggling and kidnappings.
You? Commander of a reconnaissance squad?
Is that funny?
I wound up with the job because you left.
I had it easy while you were head of the class in the Balkans PKF.
How's your mom?
She always used to make us salsiccia at your place.
She's dead.
The year before last, she took part in a citizens' demonstration.
An officer's tear gas grenade hit her on the head...
I had no idea...
Didn't your sister play the harp too?
Yeah...
- A terrorist attack?! - Yeah!
You all right?! Pull yourself together! Hey!
Shit!
Beatrice. He's headed your way. Hold him up.
Understood.
Hey, Beace. Check his smell.
Yes, sir.
He smells of military explosives.
So you're the one behind yesterday's terrorist bombing?
Do you want to suffer?
Now, now, Jean-san. Let's just go check out his place.
He's a blue... a Padania.
In which case, there's gotta be some evidence.
Oh, did you find it?
Yes, sir.
Here.
Where did you obtain this?
Only military men can get their hands on such high-grade explosives.
Rico.
Yes, Jean-san?
Make him hurt, until he decides to talk.
Yes, sir!
Poor guy.
The possession of explosives is a serious offense.
He can regret it behind bars.
Punch 'im all you want, but there's no way to bring back the dead...
"Castel Sant'Angelo, Rome"
Giuse-san!
Is that the river Princess Ann swam in?!
That's right.
Then is that bridge where she fought using the guitar?!
Yeah, that's right.
Castel Sant'Angelo... What a pretty castle!
As I recall, "Tosca" also takes place in this castle.
Tosca?
It's an opera.
The last scene takes place by that big angel statue.
Colonel Gagne supervises military logistics in Molise.
There've been nasty rumors for some time
that he's been putting weapons on the black market.
The Padania has been well-armed since the start of this year.
We even recovered large amounts of military explosives last week.
Proof.
If we can just have proof,
the military police will silently approve the colonel's assassination.
Understood.
When will it ever end?
When will what end, Lieutenant Colonel?
The fighting.
Do you remember the Balkans conflict?
We fought under those gray skies for two whole years.
But at the time, we didn't even know who we were fighting with.
It was an ethnic conflict. Every armed militant was an enemy.
No. The enemy was hate itself.
So it's no wonder we left with nothing to show for it.
Hate can never be beaten down forever.
The end will come someday.
Is that what you believe?
What other choice is there than to fight?
Indeed. That is all we can do.
Castel Sant'Angelo?
Yeah. Henrietta loves Princess Ann, so she really enjoyed it.
I'd say "Tosca" better represents Sant'Angelo.
The opera? Did you see it on video?
Yes.
I bet Henrietta would cry if she heard it.
Like, "I lived on art, I lived on love..."
How does it go?
"I lived on art, I lived on love, never have I harmed a single soul."
"Whenever my misery was known, a helping hand was there for me."
"But, now, in my suffering, why do you make justice this way, Lord?"
"For all my life I have adorned the Blessed Virgin
and offered songs to the stars."
"Palazzo Farnese Plaza, Rome"
Tosca takes place 200 years ago,
when Rome is under a reign of terror.
The main character is a songstress named Tosca.
Her lover is given a death sentence for sheltering a political criminal.
Tosca goes to the police commissioner to beg for his life.
That's the basic premise.
You know a lot about it. Do you like opera?
Me? I'm not the type.
I saw it with an acquaintance a long time ago, that's all.
"Sant'Andrea della Valle, Rome"
All of the main characters in Tosca wind up dying in the end.
Same happens in all Italian operas.
Illness, suicide, revenge... People just die and die!
Do you know what that means, Beace?
No.
Basically means Italians love tragedy and are sentimental about death!
That's why our cities are filled with violence and revenge,
and why we can't solve anything without shedding blood!
Say, Bianchi. It's been tiring me more and more lately.
What has?
The only things Henrietta and I can talk about are stars and myths.
And all the presents are out of formality... rather than sincerity.
What's wrong about that? She's starved for love.
What's so wrong with fulfilling that need?
What's wrong, Giuse?
My little sister was always home all alone.
We were all too busy with our own affairs.
We made her feel lonely...
And you wish you could take it back?
Yeah.
"Be clever like a snake, simple like a pigeon."
What's that?
An attitude to survive this harsh world.
Easier said than done, though.
There's nothing wrong with thinking things over delicately.
There's no need to feel shame in acting shrewdly.
The answer's simple.
Basically... don't think about it so hard.
Yeah.
Jean-san. The army truck is through the pass.
Understood, Ferro. Stop all subsequent vehicles.
Roger.
So, are we going to capture them?
If they listen to our warning.
Even if we kill them, the scene itself should serve as proof.
Sir!
Stop the truck!
Don't move!
Stop the engine and state your ranks, names, and cargo!
Back up!
Hirscher! Do it!
- Rico! - Yes, sir.
Giuse-san! What did you think?
I thought I shot rather... well...
Yeah...
Turn.
And turn again.
It's not too tight, is it?
No.
And your shoulders?
They're fine.
Have you changed clothes, Henrietta?
Yeah.
Skirts are neat, huh? Your legs make a swish-swish sound!
It seems Marcantonio blamed the government for his mother's death
and turned traitor.
He assembled squad members with similar motives
and worked for Colonel Gagne smuggling weapons while off-duty.
The colonel's assassination has been approved.
We'll do it when he comes to see an opera next week.
Got it.
Giuse. I can do it on my own, if you'd like.
I'll be fine. It's not worth getting depressed over now.
Yeah. Exactly.
Clever like a snake, huh...
"Rome Opera House"
There's nothing wrong with thinking things over delicately.
There's no need to feel shame in acting shrewdly.
Umm, Giuse-san...
You look beautiful.
Giuse-san...
Now go on.
Yes, sir!
We're home!
Welcome back. How was the opera?
We didn't see much because we were working.
Oh, I should've figured.
That's too bad. It's such a moving story, too.
I only got to see the first part.
Say, Rico.
Were you moved?
It scared me how loud it was!
Hey, Rico! Guess what! Giuse-san said this dress looks beautiful!
That's great, Henrietta!
Jean-san only told me, "It doesn't suit you."
"I lived on art, I lived on love..."
What'd you think of the opera, Enrica? Are you still too young for it?
No, I really liked it!
Really? That's great!
Giuse-niisama! I'm going to be a harp soloist!
Someday, I'm going to play my harp in this theater!
Really? I can't wait!
When that day comes,
you and Mother and Father all have to come, okay?!
Yeah! It's a promise!
A doll without a heart, born from warm hands
I neither smile nor talk
I want you to hear about these feelings someday,
though they can't be put into words
I'll summon all my strength
to know what it means to live