Gomorrah: The Origins (Gomorra - Le Origini)

Wait a minute, I'm coming!

-Good morning. -Good morning.

What can I do for you?

An offering for Saint Rita of Cascia.

Wait a moment, I'm going to get something.

Thank you.

And where is your nephew?

And why are you looking for it?

And we know that much. Which will be here soon.

And 20, 40... 28...

Quick, come on!

There are 68 loaded crates. Guys, four more and we're done.

Three at a time, go!

Guys, tomorrow Don Corrado he's sending us another shipment.

And if it continues like this we need more boys.

And what's the problem? The neighborhood is ours.

Angiole', we need another space.

There are too many cigarettes to keep them all in here.

We find it, Don't worry. Let's go!

Alright. Shall we eat together?

No, boy, I'm sorry, I promised. To Uncle Tonino, who I ate with.

All right, Angiole', don't pay attention, it will be for next time.

-We will see each other. -Be well.

May the Madonna I'll come with you, Angiole!

Uncle, I've arrived!

Come with me.

But what are you doing?

Don't worry, there's no one here at this time anyway.

But we don't have permission to enter.

It's better that way.

But why did you bring me here?

Can I ask you a question?

What?

Where is America?

Distant.

And so can we never get there?

-Where? -A New York.

At that music school that you like very much.

-That dream is no more. -And why?

You taught me that.

Even if a dream seems impossible, you must never give up.

But I already have my dream here.

I only need you.

Me too.

Let's go.

In New York then?

Wherever you want!

Come here, come.

Now take what you want.

Let's go to America with American clothes.

-But we're stealing them... -But who cares!

Angiole',

they have to put the dress on him now.

Angiole'.

Michele... Calm down.

You have to shut up!

Are you sure?

Are you sure?

What happens?

It happens that people the one we trusted was wrong.

Angelo is alive.

They killed the uncle.

Don Anto', This story doesn't end here.

We are worse off now than before.

That shit is definitely coming at us, We have to kill him right now!

The son of a boss she is not a hysterical female.

If it gets lost, if it falls,

he gets up and doesn't cry.

Did you understand?

You have to do what I say!

And you too must do what I say.

So what do we do then?

We have to stay calm.

We don't have to move.

This death It's not our problem.

And I'm sure whoever made the mistake will put everything right,

if he wants Secondigliano.

If you have to fight,

we will fight.

I fight, dad.

But when does it start? Are you going to fight with me too?

Annalisa.

But.

-Am I bothering you? -No, come on, sit down.

But are you moving?

A forced move.

Here is everything you see it's Donna Concetta's.

He held nothing in his own name.

The only thing he owned was me.

But to his aunt I'm useless.

And the useless things they can also be thrown away.

And why did you come?

I'm leaving on Saturday.

For America.

After what happened, I can't live here anymore.

I need to start over somewhere else.

This is your idea...

or is that kid involved?

Peter.

Both.

Imma, when I got married I didn't have a choice.

You keep it.

Love is like a flower,

it fades quickly.

In the evening you go to sleep with one who looks like a prince charming

and the next morning you wake up with a master!

Not everyone is like Nicola.

Peter is different.

Yes?

Then I hope so for you.

All right, I just came to say hello.

But.

I have something for you.

I did it like Chanel.

This is my favorite.

I can?

We forget about everything...

but not the smell.

The smell remains indelible.

Good luck.

The photo is beautiful that I chose for my uncle.

It is true?

She's beautiful, Angiole'.

It's very beautiful.

After the funeral we bring him here in the family chapel.

Close to mom.

It was his wish.

I came to bring you my condolences.

And I think that's what I have to say It can help.

What do you know?

I know who it was, but maybe you know that too.

Only that devil of 'O Santo he could do it.

It's like you say: he's a demon.

So what? How can you help me?

The time has come to free ourselves of these people

who laughs in our faces,

who has no conscience.

These people need a lesson.

And you are the right man who can give it to him.

Ours will be the age of children and the daughters of our people.

It's my brother's big dream

and my dream.

And I think it's yours too.

Your uncle was a good person

and he was innocent.

If it's revenge you want, I can help you.

Condolences again.

If it's war they want,

we are ready.

Angiole', you just have to tell us how we should move.

There is no war,

there's nothing to be done.

What 'O Santo did it's a personal matter

that only keeps with me.

We have to stay calm now.

We have already mourned too many deaths.

For you and for me I want a different life.

At that time?

Do you have any news for me?

'The Saint.'

He's like a madman.

And what does he want to do?

He would like to kill Angelo,

but Don Antonio said no, that one has to wait for.

I don't believe so. That the Saint will remain good.

We have to land it.

No.

You will not be alone.

This is just talk, I need concrete things.

Tomorrow evening he and his father are going to see a thoroughbred at the racetrack.

It's a good opportunity, there are only them.

And us.

Can we trust them?

The words that Donna Anna he said in that restaurant

they reached our hearts.

And from that moment we want be part of the new humanity

that Donna Anna told us.

We are proud of you.

And now make Don Angelo proud too.

These are not just council houses

which will be assigned equitably,

based on a list that puts first

the protection of the most vulnerable.

Here today

you keep before your eyes

the future.

A future full of promise,

of hope.

For everyone.

A new way of being in the world,

in which to grow together in respect

and within the law!

So, what do you want?

I have no time to waste.

You are committing to give a home for all these people...

but if your blood runs out you just don't give a damn on the street.

Annals'...

End this comedy.

It's your fault,

your husband yourself you landed it.