Il Divo Page #2

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Postscript:

The Pope did ever so little,

perhaps he'll feel guilty.

Your government's immobility damages

your race for the presidency.

The government's about to fall,

but it shouldn't happen like this.

Better to bluff it than snuff it.

Politically, you're naive.

Naivety and intelligence

always go together.

- Are you calling me a bastard?

- Of course not.

You're angry because I didn't defend

you from Cossiga's accusations.

That's water under the bridge.

I couldn't oppose Cossiga,

we've been arguing for months.

I'm just trying to see things

from a political viewpoint.

You always want to talk

political strategies.

I, on the other hand,

have a dreadful migraine today.

Yes, but you always have a migraine.

Remind Fiorenzo about Tedax.

Let's make sure it stays

in the pharmaceutical codex.

Amintore...

Good morning ma'am.

I'm well, thank you. How about you?

Go ahead.

Actually it's not true.

I'm not very good

at making recommendations.

I hate lies and I don't tell them.

I've never believed

one can divide humanity

into two groups:
Angels and demons.

We're all average sinners.

If one wants to keep a secret,

one mustn't even confide in oneself.

One must never leave traces.

Good evening.

Come in.

Take a seat please, ma'am.

I used to come to this apartment

before you were here.

- It was a furrier's.

- I know.

Craxi used to say:

"Andreotti is an old fox,

he'll end up in a furrier's one day."

He was right, I really have.

But alive.

Does my company bore you

that much?

- Not at all.

- Really?

Really.

You aren't at all curious about me.

It's very unusual.

I'm only curious about myself.

My job is to inquire into myself.

Does this noble work pay well?

Yes, my husband pays for this

noble work very generously.

What do you expect from me, ma'am?

Sorry, I wanted to thank you.

It's a very difficult time for me.

I'm so vulnerable.

You mustn't be.

Vulnerability always commands

exorbitant prices.

So, what must I do?

Your young lover is transient

because youth is transient.

But your husband isn't.

He's a cure for your Ioneliness

and for your vulnerability.

Believe me, I'm familiar with

Ioneliness and it's not very nice.

In my position

I must have met about

Do you think this oceanic crowd

has made me feel any less Ionely?

Thank you.

Go!

Go!

Giulio, the Mafia murdered

Salvo Lima.

VINCENZO SCOTTI:

INTERIOR MINISTER alias "TARZAN"

Teresa, how are you?

That's good news.

Yes, Teresa.

Livia and I will visit you

on Sunday.

All right. Goodbye.

Teresa is my cousin.

She's the same age as me

and she's always sick, in hospital.

Once she was home for

three months:
A remarkable event.

To tell you the truth,

as much as I've tried,

and I've tried a lot over the years

of militancy, friendship...

I must say that I'll never

understand you.

I don't know you.

When they abducted Moro

I had spasms of vomiting.

An uncontrollable reaction.

Uncontrollable reactions

embarrass us.

But deep down they reassure us,

because they tell us

that we're alive and human.

We have to go to Palermo

for the funeral.

If they killed Lima to strike at me,

a candidate in pectore

for the presidency of the Republic,

it means there's another candidate

using these methods.

I speak to the State,

I speak to the investigators,

and I call on you to identify

and exemplarily punish

the killers

and the mandators alike,

so that this time

they cannot be shielded

by a disheartening vagueness,

especially the mandators.

Public opinion calls for justice

to prevail.

There should be

absolutely no doubt

about the willingness

to investigate

and expose the true facts.

Lord, keep a close watch on me

because I am becoming despicable in

the eyes of those who contemplate me.

Lord, keep a close watch on me

because I am becoming despicable in

the eyes of those who contemplate me.

Lima was suspected

of Mafia involvement for years.

He generated too much gossip.

So do many other members of your

faction. It's not a good sign.

- I generate gossip too.

- But you're Andreotti, they aren't.

That, at least, is not my fault.

Why do you surround yourself

with such people?

Wars are fought

with the troops available.

The best people can choose

the best troops.

Trees need manure

in order to grow.

Your irony is atrocious.

Irony is the best cure

against death.

Cures against death

are always atrocious.

You're suffering for Lima?

I'm suffering for Moro.

Everything always washed over me

without leaving a trace,

but not Moro.

I just can't get him out of my mind.

It's like a second migraine,

but even more agonizing.

Why didn't they take me?

I'm strong.

Moro was a weak man.

Don't say that.

It's just pointless remorse.

If the Red Brigades

had wanted secrets,

they could have talked to me

for a year.

Moro had no idea that

certain things even existed.

You know, Mario,

once they called me at home.

No one has my private number.

They said they'd kill me

on December 26th.

I replied:
"Thanks, now I'll spend

Holy Christmas in peace."

I'm still here.

They were put off by a witty remark.

The Red Brigades,

far too serious.

Andreotti's 7th government

shouldn't have ended this way.

It doesn't matter. Next time,

God willing, I'll get a little higher

The Quirinal.

The presidency of the Republic would

be your crowning achievement.

How will you spend Sunday?

The same way I spend all the others,

with my old constituents.

- Thank you, Premier.

- You're welcome, ma'am.

Do they grow that big

in Ferentino?

In Sora? Thank you, Vittorio,

put them down there.

This is for you.

Here's a nice sailboat

and a lovely toy kitchen.

- This is for you.

- Many thanks, Premier.

- Premier, I'd...

- What's this?

Household expenses...

Goodness...

- Any news on that job, Premier?

- You'll have to be patient.

Well chaps,

we need to face up to the situation.

Now that Cossiga had nominated

The Lad as life senator,

what will happen

to his 330,000 votes?

Bravo, that's exactly why

I think I should be appointed

faction co-ordinator.

Behave yourselves.

I don't get it, what the hell

do you want to co-ordinate?

Each one of us always took care

of our own regions.

Behave yourselves!

What do you want?

Join in this political debate

but don't just say "behave

yourselves". We need a concept.

Where are you going?

To the other Christian Democrat

faction, they're nicer.

Niceness is detrimental

in politics.

That's why I'm going,

because I'm not nice at all.

Wait a moment.

Pomicino, The Shark's leaving.

And he's taking all those

The Shark! The little fish...

who'll drown.

Hi.

How are you, my dearest Ambassador?

My dear lady!

I haven't slept a wink

since I missed

your last art exhibition.

You didn't miss a thing,

I'm just a dabbler.

Hooray for dabbling!

I'm a surgeon

and Chancellor of the Exchequer...

Professionalism is killing us.

I beg you, please dance.

Would you like a "Transgression",

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