Gomorrah (Gomorra - La serie)

Uncle,

there's a problem with Mom.

What?

I came for her but all the cousins were there.

They found her right away, didn't even have to look.

Go home.

Okay-

Fuck!

I heard it on the radio, 200 kilograms.

We'd been waiting for a month.

They're on your back, what can you expect?

You raised hell in Secondigliano and now the cops are everywhere.

- What does our friend in Rome know? - Nothin'.

Nunziata, I put you here and that guy in Rome,

don't forget it.

You have to find out what's happening. This isn't normal, okay?

Meaning?

They went straight to it, someone tipped them off.

I'll see what he says.

Good guy-

They know it was you who raised all that hell,

they're just waiting for us to fuck up so they can screw you,

be careful.

This one here...

We were in Greece,

last summer.

Where are the kids?

At my mother's.

His suit...

- Antonietta... - I have to pick a suit for him.

Listen...

They won't let us have the funeral in church.

Why not? He wasn't a boss.

Not even a fugitive, why not?

Because he died with a gun in his hand,

that's how it is,

they won't let us take him into the church.

But don't worry about all the rest.

We'll take care of it.

Right,

first your boss gets him killed

and then wants to pay me.

He doesn't give a shit they won't let him into the church!

Keep your voice down.

Answer,

your boss's calling you.

Hello?

I'll be right there.

I'm sorry, but...

Never come here again.

Never come here again.

- Hello. - Hello, Ciro.

- Was Don Pietro looking for me? - Yes, come with me.

I'll take you.

They're at the neighbor's,

they say it's safer.

Someone tipped them off, there was a rat.

Was it Conte?

Conte deals with the Mexicans,

maybe he knew about the goods.

No matter, we gotta keep our eyes open.

After the other night, they're breathing down our necks.

Where's Bookie?

I called him, got no answer and left a message.

- Maybe the cops hauled him in again. - Again?

After the Conte thing, they took him in for questioning.

Why didn't I know this?

- Because it was a thing... - It was nothin'.

They held him all day and then took him home.

Renato's here.

Bookie...

where the fuck were you?

- There's a problem in Casavatore. - In Casavatore?

What problem?

Ask your son Genny.

Go get your son.

Genny I.

Gennaro!

Mom...

What a nice scent you have!

What did you do last night in Casavatore?

Nothing, I offered a girl a drink,

then an asshole came along...

That asshole is a friend of the boss here.

- How did I know! - You never know a fucking thing.

Play asshole with the women on our own turf,

not on other people's!

These guys don't count a fuck, besides he ruined my motorcycle.

I'm a Savastano!

What should I have done?

We have to get along with everyone right now,

even with the ones who don't count shit.

Okay, he took the bike apart. Then what did you do?

I took it real bad.

I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT CASAVATORE

Hey, you know who he is?

- I know who I am. - And who are you?

Bookie, drop it.

Please go in.

Just him.

Your father's not here?

He's retired.

I gotta talk with you?

I'm the man now!

What do we do? I can't waste my time.

How much will it take to resolve this?

It's not a matter of money,

it's face, my face,

and face is everything.

C'mon, Parisi, I got out of school a long time ago.

What do you want to resolve this thing?

Let's go for coffee in the square.

He made all this mess and he has to clean it up.

Parisi, you're really serious?

I can't let it go.

Listen,

I came as a gesture of good will,

I could have stayed home.

Just for thinking this shit,

you owe me an apology.

Don Pietro,

this will end up bad!

I guess we'll have to call back your father.

Have a nice trip home!

We gotta kill him.

See what it means doing all this shit?

Look here.

All those cops!

Goddammit!

Pull over.

Turn the engine off and put the keys on the roof.

Get out slowly with your hands in sight.

Close the car door.

The front seat passenger gets out now.

Close the car door, put your hands on the roof.

The right rear seat passenger gets out next.

Close the car door, hands on the roof.

The left rear seat passenger gets out next.

It's the most important drug seizure in the last ten years

and it's interesting,

because it allows Investigators to reconstruct in detail

the new cocaine routes,

understand the alliances between the Camorra clans

in the billion-dollar drug business

and above all, pinpoint the South American coke lords

who are flooding all of Europe with the white dust...

- Can I go? - Where to?

- I'm going out. - Where to?

Just a ride around with Pino and Carmine.

Careful, there are cops everywhere.

Dad, I need a new motorbike.

Sure, Genny boy, what color?

Red.

- Bye. Mom ! - Bye.

At twenty, I was a real son of a bitch,

I was always with my father, watching,

learning.

That's the way Genny is, he's not like us.

Who the fuck does he take after?

It's our fault, we've always given him everything,

too much.

Don't buy him the motorbike.

- As if that's enough! - Meantime, don't buy it.

Not even a fucking priest,

8 parson, HO one.

There's no one.

Nice mercy!

Why don't we go?

There are cops.

You're hurting, huh?

He was like a father for me.

What was he like as a father?

Easy.

You'd be an easy father for me.

You were right, someone talked.

He called the Anti-Mafia Agency from a phone booth.

- Who? - Don't know.

He said he could get you caught, but wanted guarantees.

They didn't believe him, so he tipped them off on the coke.

- I want that fucking name. - I'll try.

I want that fucking name!

Leave it to me.

We have to make another attack

for that shit that dickhead Genny did.

If they ripped your bike apart, how would you react?

I don't go screwing around on other people's turf!

It can be done,

we take him when he goes to his slut.

- Let me get out. - What?

Let me out!

I'm not doing another piece of crap!

We go shoot Parisi with all this mess around?

And with a traitor among us?

And then?

If the cops arrest Pietro,

who'll take his place?

Who, that idiot Genny?

Every Saturday Parisi goes to a resort in Miliscola,

to see a Romanian whore.

Today's Saturday.