The Escort (La scorta)

This film is inspired by the true story...

of Judge Francesco Taurisano and his bodyguards.

Pietro!

My son!

My son!

Help me! Help me! Help me!

THE BODYGUARDS

Trapani: Judge Rizzo murdered with Marshal Virzì

May I? May I have a look?

It's a few days old.

There's Angelo.

-That's enough, Mom. -Come on, have some more eggplant.

I'm so glad you came to see me.

How long are you on leave?

Three hours.

You came all this way for three hours?

I asked to be sent, but it's not a vacation.

It's a transfer.

I knew it.

You came back to replace poor Marshal Virzì.

When they killed him and the judge, my blood froze in my veins.

I was born here...

...and I want to stay here. -Yeah, yeah.

Pietro taught me everything I know.

He made me the man I am.

This is the only way to thank him.

Have you told your father?

I'm better off without him.

I Iived a mile from his house in Rome...

but I never saw him.

This tree has grown so much.

We'll find it inside the house soon.

The more I prune it, the closer it comes.

Like you.

You used up all the hot water.

What a stench! Didn't you wash your feet?

Yes, I did. In the sink.

-Is this one free? -Yeah.

-Fabio Muzzi. -Angelo Mandolesi.

-Hello. -Hello.

-Top or bottom? -It's all the same to me.

I get vertigo in the top bunk and suffocate in the bottom one.

-Where are you from? -Rome.

-You, too. -I wanted to come here.

-Half-breed. -Wow, Iike an Indian.

Yeah.

I brought along a couple of things. It's only temporary, anyway.

My recommendation didn't get through.

I was able to talk to the doorman's son, who wound up in the Ministry instead.

I was sure I'd be at the Ministry.

8:00am to 2:00pm, working as a guard, have it easy.

Here I am instead.

Oh, well. But I heard there are two openings in the cafeteria.

Maybe we can get in. As long as they don't send us to be bodyguards.

Don't stop on the way...

even if someone else has an accident. It could be...

an attempt to distract the bodyguards.

Don't stop at traffic Iights.

And keep in constant contact with Headquarters.

AIways give them your position.

The bodyguards of the assistant prosecutor Michele De Francesco.

First shift: 0700 to 1300. Angelo Mandolesi...

Fabio Muzzi.

Mandolesi will ride with the Judge and protect him.

He will give the Ministry driver, Nicola Torre, the schedule...

and the route planned by the lead bodyguard.

Muzzi will get in the bodyguards' car...

driven by lance corporal Raffaele Frasca and Andrea Corsale.

-Is he here? -Yes.

I didn't see you, Corsale.

Sergeant Corsale will be the lead bodyguard of the first shift.

Second shift: 1300 to 1900.

Francesco Caputo, Stefano Reali, Giorgio Magliulo...

-Beniamino Camma... -Do you mind being with me?

It's fine.

As long as I get to go home at one o'clock for lunch with my mother.

-You'II be there. -Fabrizio Lorizio.

-Lead Bodyguard Fabrizio Lorizio. -Why Lorizio?

We always had Pasquini.

He was transferred to Mazzara. He's had an affair with...

This way we'II all get blown up...

to protect a guy who'II die anyway.

They say there's no death penalty in Italy. AII 20 of us are on death row.

...Chief Bodyguard Carlo Simoncelli...

Which armored car are we getting? The Alfetta or the Croma?

Where would we get all these armored cars from?

You have an Alfa 33 with Trapani plates. Actually...

What are you saying, Marshal?

That Alfa has 120,000 km on it.

It's a wreck.

It's not armored!

Muzzi, wear the bullet-proof vest even when you're in the car.

We currently have two for every shift.

Two? There are four of us.

We'II draw Iots in the morning.

Let fate decide who gets a vest and who dies.

Good luck, Muzzi.

At the beginning of the shift, you get the schedule for the next day.

Have a nice day.

Hello, Sergeant. Come on in. It's okay, they're still inside.

I saw the new assistant prosecutor.

He Iooks very easy-going.

Though, apparently he gets upset easily. In Varese...

he was in the papers and on TV every day over construction permits.

They say he asked to be transferred here because his wife left him.

-I'm sorry, but... -He's a handsome man, elegant...

Just what we needed.

-Sir. -Good morning.

This is Sergeant Corsale.

-A pleasure. -At your service.

He's young but he's very able.

I suggested to the colonel that he be head of the bodyguards assigned to you.

I would have willingly done without bodyguards, you know.

Since the tragic death of Rizzo, it was unavoidable...

now that you've come to replace him.

Hurry up. At 8:00, we have to be outside his house.

Tell Frasca that the gas tank has to be filled at night.

Fill it up.

I can only give you 20 liters.

And be careful not to waste it.

I was just thinking about taking a sip.

Where are the bullet-proof vests?

I'm wearing one. Who wants the other one?

Does Mandolesi want to be the lead bodyguard?

He used to do it in Rome.

Three years with a senator.

He has a lot to learn.

Look up. You have to watch the balconies, not the sidewalk.

It's open.

-Good morning, Sir. -Good morning, Sergeant.

Lance corporal Mandolesi.

Good morning.

You shouldn't leave the apartment before we get here.

We'II come up and get you.

But you were Iate.

I've never had bodyguards. It's the first time.

For me, too.

Do we really need the siren?

Yes, Sir. We can get around traffic this way.

Mandolesi, the gate.

COURTHOUSE

May I?

Take the box, too.

Put it here.

Have I come too early?

Mr. Prosecutor.

-Good morning. -Everything is in order.

Since poor Judge Rizzo's tragic death, we haven't had time.

-These go to Musumeci, 4th floor. -Yes, Sir.

We honestly didn't think that someone...

would offer to replace him so soon.

-Have a good day. -Goodbye.

-Do you have to stay here, Mandolesi? -No.

-Is he one of the bodyguards? -Protection.

He looks like a real asshole.

Mandolesi, keep your comments to yourself.

Poor guy, maybe he's a friend of yours. I'm sorry.

Am I allowed to think that he's an asshole?

Or is it forbidden?

Just shut up.

Fuck you.

Couldn't we have guarded her?

She's an inspector.

She'll guard you.

-I wish. -Goodbye.

-Hi, Anna. -Hi.

How are you?

Hi, Angelo. You're back.

-Hi, Dad. Come on, come up. -Mom, Dad's home.

Hi, Dad.

Hi, chief mechanic.

-Did you make up with Marco at school? -No.

-I went. -You went to school?

Yeah.

-Did you have fun today? -Yeah, I had fun.

Listen, Dad. Is it true that in the morning, when you start the car, it goes "Boom"?

What are you talking about?

And even if it explodes, you can't die because you have a bullet-proof vest, right?

Come on, time to eat.

What's that all about?

They went downstairs to play.

Everyone already knows that you're the bodyguard of a judge.

No one minds their own business.

You have to calm them down.

And who's gonna keep me calm?

Soon, we'll have our new house.

State Prosecutor Caruso promised me.

He'II put in a good word.

I'm afraid, Andrea.

I want to share that house with you.

You will.

They're kissing. Come on, they're kissing.

You rascal. Come here.

We're hungry.

Can't we ever get any peace?

Wait. I have to try it.

-I'm sorry, Sir. -What happened?

It has more than 120,000 km on it.

Let's take yours.

Maybe it's better for today.