Suburra Page #3

He was the only one in the

Magliana gang my dad was scared of.

Why?

He knows loads of things,

all the Mafias respect him.

You and your family are in this deal

only because it's here in Ostia,

on your turf.

You worry me,

you want to be the boss,

but still haven't learned how.

I don't like the way you talk.

I respect you,

but I want to be respected too.

Because you respect me, you killed a

guy you should have just scared?

He wanted in on the deal,

he told me!

Don't bullshit me, Aureliano!

The Anacletis don't know

a f***ing thing about all this.

What's all the fuss?

I took a d*ckhead off the streets!

No backtalk, just do what I say,

you have to do like your father did.

My father licked all the asses

of the Families of the South,

I won't do it.

The "Families of the South"

poured millions into this deal

and I'm their guarantor,

I want to work in peace.

Is this big deal really coming?

We do lots of talkin'!

It's happening, if we cut the sh*t.

Can you be good

for a couple of weeks?

Answer me.

- I can, I can.

- I hope so, for your sake.

I wanna know who he saw last night.

Look for 'em one by one.

Find them.

So, it was the brother of...

This guy that died

was Manfredi's brother.

Manfredi, the...

The Anacletis,

the gypsies!

Now this guy's after me.

Who, the guy from Ostia?

No, why?

Maybe they're two different things,

maybe it was a thing between gangs.

Maybe you have nothing

to do with this,

these guys here...

I have to leave now,

I have an appointment.

It'll all work out, you'll see.

Stay as long as you like.

Bye, Ninni!

Bye.

Is Manfredi here?

Manfredi's here?

I want to talk to Manfredi.

Not today, come back tomorrow.

It's really important.

What?

I know who killed Dagger.

Let him in.

So? How do you know who did it?

A rumor.

I know all of Rome.

Give me a name.

But...

the villa where I work...

you have to let me keep it,

take the rest.

I want that name right now, or

I'll throw you in the cage with him.

It's a guy from Ostia,

he's got a nickname...

What nickname?

Number 8.

You know him?

Do you know why?

From kitten to tiger,

thanks to all the beatings,

he nearly ripped my nephew's arm off

the other day.

So, you'll have him put down.

No, I respect all warriors,

as long as they show me

they've got courage.

Now get out.

So, the villa...

I told you to get out,

my brother's dead, not my cat!

- Sorry.

- We mourn alone.

Ninni!

It's me!

I've been waiting so long.

You never came back,

where were you?

Public relations.

I'm cold.

Poor thing.

I'll warm you up.

May I?

I'm going home tomorrow.

Why?

You can stay as long as you like,

at least until they kick me out.

Who'll kick you out?

No, I just meant it...

as a joke.

I feel good here with you.

You do?

Can I say something stupid?

I do it all the time!

If I'd had a brother like you,

I wouldn't be a hooker.

No? Why, what else can you do?

- I can do lots of things.

- Like?

I can play hopscotch,

jump rope...

Anything a little more... modern?

I kick butt at videogames.

Okay, that's good.

Want to f***?

Thanks for the thought.

I can just see

this sh*t town all changed.

All the lights,

cars coming and going,

neon signs, fireworks,

one big party, day and night.

All the skyscrapers,

game rooms, slot machines, casinos...

And a mile-long row of restaurants,

clubs, people having fun,

top-notch p*ssy.

All rich,

all beautiful.

Okay.

See you next week.

What are you doing?

They're coming.

We'll have to buy this guy something

or we'll look bad.

Stay down!

Go!

Cover your face, there's cameras.

Wait.

It's just a scratch.

Let's go.

My love, don't die on me here!

My love!

You can't leave me, please!

Get up!

Let's go.

C'mon, the cops are comin'.

I'm here with you.

What do we do?

Mirco!

Go!

He can't walk, Mirco!

He can't walk!

Go!

I'm not asking you

to change your mind,

just support me on

the Suburban Renewal Law.

Politics has nothing to do with it,

it's about Ostia.

It's a big project, if you say yes,

you'll be part of it.

Meaning?

The firm handling

the funds for the waterfront,

will need a General Manager,

interested?

What exactly would I do?

What do you need?

Your vote.

I already have your friends',

a few more here and there...

If you say yes, I feel more at ease.

It's a zoning issue,

if they break your balls,

tell them the agreement was

before you left the Party.

A CEO's salary?

- 500,000 a year.

- Plus benefits.

Obviously.

- Car with driver, trains, flights...

- Of course.

Length of contract?

Four years,

renewable.

Alright.

Just a few days left

to get the law passed,

so we need

to free those funds, now.

That's impossible,

it takes time to make

such large sums available...

Just a few days or it all blows up.

I'm sorry, I really don't know

how it can be done,

it's impossible.

Unfortunately, at this very moment,

there's something

bigger than me, or you,

but don't make me say it.

Eminence,

you are too intelligent

not to imagine the consequences

of your attitude.

If the deal blows,

they'll put you

at the bottom of the Tiber.

And I'd rather see

a better fate for you.

Alright,

but, with increased risk,

the expected quota

will have to increase too.

That's no problem at all.

Any better?

I didn't sleep all night,

this sh*t wound stings.

You gotta change location, I got

a fishing shack set up for you,

it sucks, but it's really hidden.

I'm not moving,

I'd like to see if they come.

They all know you're here,

it's not safe.

Cover her, please.

When should I go?

Today, then we f*** the Anacletis

up the ass.

They think we're freaked out,

their guard's down, and we f*** 'em!

We go after them tonight.

Do what you have to,

slaughter those sh*t gypsies!

Instead, nobody does a thing,

we do nothin'.

Why?

- I made a promise.

- To who?

To whoever the f*** I want.

We can't let them get away with this.

I make the decisions,

no more f***in' around

or it all blows up.

Tell everyone to sit tight.

"I am this bread from Heaven",

said the Lord,

"If any man eats of this bread,

he shall live forever".

- The body of Christ.

- Amen.

I heard, before he died,

Dagger was called by a piece of ass

who's in the big time,

one of those who cost.

That night she was in trouble,

so she called my brother.

That's the sh*t people

you hang with, right?

Know her?

Cat got your tongue?

- What do you want with her?

- Just a chat.

Do you know her, or not?

Where is she?

Tell me what you want to know,

I'll talk to her.

Want me pissed off in church?

Just tell me where she is,

don't drag your feet.

Tell me where I can find her.

She's at my place,

my apartment.

Lord, grant him eternal rest,

and let Your perpetual light

shine upon them...

O God, creator and redeemer

of all the faithful,

grant the souls of the deceased

universal remission of sins.

Seba!

I just want to know the name

of the guy who was with you.

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