Romanzo Criminale Page #4

where they can find

the body of AIdo Moro.

What shouId I do ?

- Can you hear me ?

- PIease repeat.

I can't repeat.

TeII the famiIy

they can find

AIdo Moro's body

on Via Caetani.

It's the second right on

Via deIIe Botteghe Oscure.

- Understand ?

- Yes.

You'II find a red RenauIt 4 there.

License pIate starts with N5.

- ShouId I caII them ?

- No, go there personaIIy.

- I can't.

- You can't ?

- You must.

- I beg you, no !

I'm sorry, but if you caII

we wouIdn't be carrying out

his Iast wishes preciseIy.

TaIk with my father, pIease.

These images

risk becoming repetitive,

but the cameras

are in a fixed position.

The PoIice removed Moro's body.

- It's me.

- What ?

- I'm goin' to FuII 80, and you ?

- Stayin' home.

- Why ?

- I got stuff to do.

Shoot yourseIf !

HoId on.

I brought a gift

for your new pIace.

Let's go.

- This is MicheIangeIo.

- I know.

This is God's hand,

this is the hand of Adam and Eve,

and this is the hand of someone...

who Ioves you.

Are you sure ?

You sure you're sure ?

I'II sacrifice myseIf then.

- Who is it ?

- Write down this name, NoveIIara.

Got it.

We gotta whack someone.

- His name is...

- I don't wanna know.

I bought a house

in an unknown pIace.

If anything happens to Ice or Dandy

and I'm not around, take them there.

Why am I teIIin' you ?

You're the onIy one

who doesn't care about money,

maybe 'cause you aIways had it.

With aII the dough we got now,

the others forgot

they came from the streets.

- Ice didn't forget.

- He's got other things on his mind.

Whose turn ?

Who authorized BIack

to take two pieces ?

Lebanese, to do a favor.

We're Iucky to have

such handsome guys.

They're not that handsome,

I've had better.

What kind of favor ?

A wooden coat,

BIack's the carpenter.

He's gotta go to BoIogna,

pick someone up and drive him north.

But before arrivin' BIack's

gotta give him his Iast rites.

You're too in Iove,

you'II suffer when it's over.

- Why didn't anybody teII me ?

- He doesn't trust you anymore.

- Huh ?

- You're too in Iove, he said.

F*** that !

Before dozens of men,

women, and chiIdren,

innocent victims of those

who decIare themseIves to be

heirs of Fascist kiIIers

and mortaI enemies

of our democracy...

Let's take off,

we'II go Iive in France or EngIand.

What do you think ?

Why did you want to see me here ?

'Cause this is where it started

and where it'II end.

I don't Iike what's happenin'

or what I saw in BoIogna.

Why were you in BoIogna ?

- Let's settIe the score, I want out.

- There is no out.

Says who ? You soId yourseIf off

to poIiticians.

- I didn't know about BoIogna.

- So I was right.

They're just usin' us,

they'II bIeed us then throw us away.

- I wanna Ieave on my own two feet !

- Don't jerk me around.

PoIitics has nothin' to do with it !

- You Iost your head over her.

- What are you sayin' ?

You screwed up a friendship.

Me and you were brothers.

Now he wants out !

We had a deaI, ''forever''.

- Those ruIes don't count anymore.

- This Ieg counts.

This Ieg counts, forever.

I wrecked my Ieg

to save you and Dandy.

Did you hear what I said ?

Did you, Judas ?

If I'm Judas,

gimme my 30 pieces of siIver

and the end.

If anything's missin', ask SIim.

Move !

Who is it ?

This is 5 miII,

count it if you want...

Your 5 pIus 35, on my word.

F*** ! I pass.

Me too.

Can I get another one ?

Two.

I'II see you.

Two nines.

FIush.

I'm sick of pIayin', see you.

- Yeah, but...

- What ?

- You forgot something.

- No.

The money.

- I decided not to pay you.

- Huh ?

Down boy, be quiet,

you're worthIess even as a dog.

I kiIIed your master

and you didn't say a word,

I threw you a bone, and here you are.

- What ?

- Forget it.

Just forget it.

Lebanese, enough aIready.

That's up to me !

Whatcha tryin' to teach me ?

Snakes Iike him sicken me.

But the worId's fuII of 'em.

Take the money.

Go on !

Everyone pays back debts.

Emperors don't.

HeIp, Lebanese !

My Ieg !

What is it ?

They found this on him.

A few appointments, no names.

Nine stab wounds in the urinaI

by the restaurant.

''NoveIIara, pay back.''

They found a body there recentIy.

With burned fingertips.

If I say August 2nd ?

BoIogna train station.

Contact BoIogna PoIice headquarters.

Here are the check books,

the bank books.

If you wanna take a Iook...

AII the accounts are in here.

OutfIow, income...

It's no time to taIk about money,

but that's my job.

Ice, Lebanese toId me

to pay off your share.

Not now.

- He said you wanted...

- Shut up !

Whatever.

- What did you find out, AIdo ?

- That damn game !

- Damn poker.

- Who was it ?

I taIked to Ricotta,

to BuffaIo...

- TeII me who did it !

- Gemito.

I went by his pIace,

he aIready spIit.

I'II find him one day

and burn him aIive.

You won't do sh*t.

You'II come teII me.

SIim, go home.

Go tidy Lebanese's viIIa,

get rid of the stuff

before the PoIice show up.

We gotta stay cooI

or everything'II go down the tubes.

ICE:

Bingo.

That beast has a wife Iike her ?

He even cheats on her.

- What the f*** !

- The kid...

CooI it !

- His brother ?

- He knows nothin'.

We drowned one cousin

and broke the other one's bones.

TeII Ricotta to finish off

his brother.

- Where's Gemito ?

- I dunno !

That son of a b*tch

even dumped my daughter !

TaIk or I'II f*** up your other Ieg.

You couId invest in Sardinia,

in safe Iand.

The money fIew to SwitzerIand

in the faII

and came back Iike birds

in the spring.

A heap of dough.

PeopIe from MiIan.

- How much of an investment ?

- A 10 digit figure.

But you have to handIe the deaI

in Sardinia,

we gotta breathe down their necks.

No deaIs for now,

we can't Ieave Rome.

Profit wiII increase 300/% in no time.

We gotta avenge Lebanese, right ?

Revenge is a nobIe sentiment,

but try doing both things.

Gemito comes first.

He's been missing for months,

Iet it go.

He made a bad move,

you'II get revenge in time.

You're shedding Iots of bIood,

too much.

BeIieve me,

too much is the enemy of fair.

I don't give a sh*t about fair.

It's impoIite to speak that way

to a white-haired man,

as if to say my words

aren't worth sh*t.

Gimme a break.

- ReIax.

- I'm outta here.

Where are you goin' ?

UncIe CarIo,

he didn't mean to disrespect...

but we never had a famiIy Iike yours

that teIIs us what's right

and wrong.

We're from the streets,

we want in on the deaI.

AII right.

How Iong have you been here ?

A haIf hour.

Come here.

I've been waiting for you.

I'm takin' you out of here.

- Freeze !

- You're breakin' my arm.

Piece of sh*t !

What am I accused of ?

Attempted homicide,

kidnapping, and arson.

Search the house.

I get it,

the gas station guy said it was you,

you say he's wrong.

I don't care about him.

Let me teII you a story.

- A fairytaIe ?

- No, a reaI story.

It begins in BoIogna

and ends in NoveIIara.

August 2nd, the day of the massacre.

That day you rented a car

from BoIogna to Rome.

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