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Do you know where Antonio is?
Over there with those people.
Which one of you is Antonio?
-Are you Antonio? -Yes, that's me.
-Hey! -You piece of shit!
Are you trying to frame me?
You sent your daughter? You asshole!
Come on, try it now!
Stop it!
Hey, that's enough!
What's your problem?
Don't you dare try to manipulate my family again.
Look, you've got the wrong guy.
What's going on here?
Hey, I know you.
You're the woman with the cat.
How long have you had your sights on us?
No.
What the fuck are you after?
Here's the bitch who's going around saying she's my daughter.
What the fuck?
Are you in some kind of trouble? Did you try to scam these people?
You really have no idea?
About what?
-You really have no idea. -And I asked you not to tell him.
Get out of here! Go!
Shame on you.
Why…
did you tell him you're his daughter?
Because I am.
What do you mean?
Miranda?
I'm so sorry, Antonio. I can explain.
Dad!
So, ladies and gentlemen, that's it for tonight.
But don't worry, we'll be back.
Let's thank our orchestra, our three contestants,
Sandro Ralli, of course,
and all of you watching from home tonight.
See you on the next episode of Musicherò!
Bravo!
Giggi.
Thank you, Sandro.
-You were amazing. -Thank you so much, really.
Giggi, tonight you almost made me cry. I'm serious. I want to talk to you.
-About what? -About your future.
-Bravo. -Thank you.
-Good job. Bravo. -Thank you so much.
Wonderful, Giggi.
-Unexpected success. -Thanks.
-Sandro, can we talk for a moment, please? -Of course.
-We'll talk. -Excuse us.
-Is that your agent? -Yes. She's a very balanced person.
-So how was I? -Good! Great!
What do you want?
So you and Giggi are best buddies now?
Why? Is that a problem?
-Who are those other two? -I don't know. Friends of his.
You're exposing yourself too much.
You're the one who told me to act normally.
Yes, but things have changed.
I shouldn't be telling you this. Someone saw you.
-Saw what? -You know what I mean.
I'm taking care of it, but until it's fixed, careful who you hang out with.
Tell me the truth. Are they going to send me to jail?
No, because I have friends we can trust.
And these friends we can trust, what's their price?
You think making someone disappear is cheap?
Disappear? You mean buy them off, not disappear, right?
I know it might seem strange to people like us,
but not everyone can be bought.
I have to talk to her.
-If she really is Adele, I swear, I'll… -Mom.
Don't worry. We'll fix everything.
Don't treat me like an idiot!
Why didn't you tell me?
Because I had promised her. She said she needed time.
You should've told me anyway!
But I let you meet her, you spent time together.
Oh, sure! Over a cup of tea, like two perfect strangers! Oh, please!
I didn't want her to hate me, Mom!
Good evening, everyone!
So? How was I?
Where is my fan club?
What's going on?
A nightmare.
A real nightmare, darling.
Mom.
Was I that bad?
Dad, open up!
Antonio, open this door
or I will break it down!
Antonio!
Open the door!
Enough, already. Stop it.
It's understandable. Let him cool off. Trust me, he will.
-Mind your business. -It is my business.
You let my brother believe he had a daughter
and let him give up his freedom.
-It's not like that. -How is it, then?
-Witch! -I'll smash your face in!
-Grandma, calm down. -You're pathetic.
Everyone knows who you really are now.
Shut up.
Shut up!
She's crazy.
It's my fault. I'm the one who told her to speak to her father,
that it would be all right.
But if Tullio went there, Nora must be devastated.
I guess so.
My Mom stayed up until dawn. She wanted to know everything.
I'd have liked to know too. Why didn't you tell me about Nora?
I made a promise!
She's my twin sister. Why can't anybody understand that?
Twin sister, my ass. It's a scam.
No, Giggi, it's not.
What can we do?
You're asking me?
I was the only one who didn't know.
-Matteo, please, don't get mad. -No.
I won't. Just give me a minute, okay?
We didn't mean it!
Let me talk to him.
-What a drag! -Matteo!
Matteo, wait!
Will you stop for a moment?
What?
Come on. This isn't the time to start fighting.
She's my fiancée and she doesn't trust me.
That's not true. She'd just promised Nora she wouldn't tell anyone.
Please, make up with her. Don't let me carry this burden too!
Of course we will.
It's just awful to feel left out like that.
-By you as well. -What did I do?
Oh really?
So why don't you tell me the truth about Sandro Ralli?
Exactly. There you go.
What happened? Everybody's looking for you.
For you too. People who better not find you.
What have you done?
-What are you talking about? -They want you dead.
Is there a place where you can hide?
No, I…
-I don't know-- -Listen. Look at me.
Whatever you did, are my kids involved too?
-Only Nora. -She's not my daughter.
But if she's involved,
go hide at the carnival.
Don't ask anyone for help, not even the police. Got it?
How do you know all this stuff?
No questions. I'm putting everything on the line here.
Listen,
don't tell my family that you saw me here.
I still have to fix a few things.
-Coffee, Mom? -Yes, honey.
You and Adele were in the stroller.
But it wasn't the nanny who took you for a walk.
In my dream, it was me.
As it should have been.
Suddenly, Adele undoes her belt and jumps out of the stroller.
I see her right away.
I take her by the hand and hold her tight.
She turns, looks at me and smiles with those cute little teeth.
-Mom. -Thanks, honey.
I hadn't had this dream in years.
Mom.
Listen,
there's something I didn't tell you.
When the carnies found Adele, she wasn't lost in the park.
She was locked up in a basement, all by herself.
-What? That makes no sense. -It does.
Before she took her away, her grandma saw a tall man
with a cane lurking around the building.
-Alfio? -I think so.
Did you see how Dad reacted when I showed him the photo?
-Dad? -Honestly, I think Dad knows something.
He's never hidden anything from me, not about our daughter.
Exactly. Dad is Dad, Rosa.
Are we treating him like a stranger now?
We can at least talk to him, Giggi.
How could you not see this coming?
You're the one paying me to pretend I'm looking for your daughter,
not to actually find her.
Who are these people?
I don't know. I have no idea.
Do a real investigation this time, then.
Find proof that this is a scam.
These scumbags must have a criminal record a mile long.
Here's what you'll do now.
You'll go home and get some rest.
No way! I'm going to the construction site.
I don't want to deal with my family.
-Sooner or later you'll have to. -I know.
That's why you have to get a move on.
At least talk to Miranda.
If she tricked you, you have a right to know.
No, nobody tricked me. Don't you dare saying anything like that.
They led you to believe Nora is your daughter. It's monstrous.
-I would've lost it. -Exactly.
What?
Stella wasn't a monster.
It was during the war.
Anything was allowed. It goes for us and it goes for them.
Fuck, they made you raise someone else's daughter.
Shut up!
Come on.
Nora is mine.
-There you go. -Thank you.
-I'll give them back. -No. Tell me what's going on.
-Last night-- -Later. I promise.
Bye.
Put these on.
With those clothes of yours, they'll spot you right away.
I messed things up and you're still helping me?
I'm doing it for myself.
You don't look like you can withstand torture. You'd give me up.
Oh, thanks!
How are things with your dad?
He doesn't want to see me.
Insist. Stop wasting time with me.
But I don't want to tell him the truth.
And he doesn't want to hear it either. That's why he's hiding.
It's too late to hide, isn't it?
I hope it's not too late for us too.
Anyway, I think your new dad is some kind of spy.
I'm not surprised. He's rich and a total asshole.
But he took a risk, protecting me.
-He probably needed something in return. -Maybe.
Ralli must really be untouchable.
What if he's a spy too?
If you read the newspapers these days, everyone's a spy.
Or spied on. Like us.
-Good morning. -Well?
What's he doing here dressed like this?
He's in trouble. We have to help him.
Don't we have enough trouble as it is?
Please, come on. It's just for a little while.
All right.
We could use some help at the shooting gallery.
Thank you.
The kid is at your place every day and now he's gone?
What about his parents? You're buddies now, aren't you? Ask them.
I did. They know nothing.
He must've run away.
That kid is hot-headed.
But why don't you tell me what he did?
Remember, before the war, when I used to work for you?
If I messed up the flooring, you didn't pay me for the day.
Of course not. I'm still that way.
You were a good boss.
Let me be a good one too.
I don't have a boss.
We all do.
Without a chain of command, all that is left is chaos.
Right. During the war, our chain of command worked really well!
Hurry up and find the kid. This is serious.
Don't make me use what I know against you.
So now you're blackmailing me?
Do you want to lose it all?
Your wife,
your children,
this beautiful sky to look at?
After we've been friends for 20 years?
You collaborate with the secret services because we're friends?
Not because I covered for you when you killed your friend?
Go.
Thank you.
What the fuck are you doing here?
I'm helping him out.
He doesn't look like he needs help.
What's your problem?
-She's the one who needs help. -What are you doing?
And I'm perfectly capable of protecting her.
Hey! Have you gone crazy?
Stop it!
All right, go ahead then.
Giggi, where are you going?
Listen, Mom's completely lost it.
She wants to go to the carnival to see Nora. Are you coming?
No.
No way.
I think you've messed up enough already.
What have I messed up?
You just had to find your sister, didn't you?
Our sister. And what kind of question is that? It's ridiculous.
It's like she never existed, for you.
And she did for you?
I wasn't there, you were a baby. What can you remember?
How much it hurt Mom and Dad.
No way, sweetheart.
It's thanks to me that Mom and Dad got back on their feet.
Thanks to their happy son, the always cheerful one!
The family jokester is back!
What? Didn't I make you laugh enough?
How can you say such horrible things?
Maybe it's time to change my act.
Everything is unraveling around here anyway. Can't you see it?
What is Ralli doing here?
We're going to an audition.
No, Giggi, please. Tell him you're busy.
Here?
I don't have anything to do here.
Easy! There's enough of me for everyone!
That's the guy from Musicherò!
Yes! It's Giggi Gabrielli! Go!
Excuse me!
Can you give me your autograph?
Of course!
What's your name, radiant beauty?
-Franca. -I bet you are.
"To Franca." Shall I leave her my phone number too, Sandro?
Slow down, there!
"To Franca. With love, Giggi."
-There you go. The whole thing. -Thank you!
And now, let us through, because we've got work to do.
Bravo!
Oh my God!
Excuse us a second.
Who's there?
Don't move. Don't scream. Nobody can hear you anyway.
-Shut up! Shut up! Don't-- -Cut!
Sandro, this is not working. Unleash your rage.
You have to attack her.
Right. I'm sorry. Let me try again.
Good. Try again.
Sorry, would you mind spitting the gum?
Go on. Let's do it again.
Go on. Don't worry. Go.
Don't move. Don't scream. No one can hear you anyway!
Why would I scream?
He wouldn't even scare a baby!
Cut.
Sandro, I'll repeat it for you.
You used to be a good kid, but life in the big city has changed you.
You've struggled to keep your family alive,
you've gone without food, and she teases you and then rejects you.
Do you understand? I want your dark side to come out here.
Dark side?
I don't think he has a dark side.
Don't worry. Go.
Come on. Spit out that fucking gum.
Spit that fucking gum out!
You're not screaming now.
-No one can hear you! -Let go!
You whore! What part of this do you not understand, huh?
Don't you like me? Don't you like me anymore?
How come? Am I too poor for you?
Do I still stink like a beggar?
Stop it!
Eva, what the fuck are you doing? You're improvising now?
She's improvising! We've got ourselves a diva!
Son of a bitch.
So where were you?
-I was busy. -With what?
I met with Bartoli.
I told him to look into those people.
What happened at the carnival?
Nothing.
Nothing, Dad?
I taught that carny a lesson, all right?
A lesson? What kind of lesson?
A caress with my fist closed!
-I can't believe you, Dad! -You be quiet!
I want to talk to that girl.
Absolutely not.
We're not taking any initiative until things are clear.
I don't like your tone of voice.
How can you be so sure she's not Adele? If you know something, tell us.
Please!
There he is! Shoo!
Shoo! You bastards! Shoo!
Damn you!
-Did you see more of them? -More of what?
Pigeons. In the windows. Today.
Did you see other pigeons?
-Answer me! -No!
Nobody move a finger. We'll wait for Bartoli. Period.
I set up the bed for you.
Well, the sofa.
I'm not tired anyway.
Me neither.
I was thinking, we should warn the others.
Someone might look for them to get to me.
Yes, but we should be careful about the meeting place.
They may already be following them.
What a mess.
Let's try to get some sleep. Come on.
Nora?
-What's wrong? -Can I have a pillow?
Because I was thinking…
even though all around us
everything is so screwed up…
with me and you,
right from the start…
things always seem so…
Simple?
Simple.
Stella?
Stella, is that you?
Who's there?
Come with me, you piece of shit!
-Ouch! -Come here.
Come here, you bastard!
You son of a bitch! Did you kill her? Who's that poor girl?
There's a corpse buried in the park!
Shut up!
What the fuck are you doing?
Don't touch me! I'll go tell Antonio.
No, wait. You can't tell Antonio. Wait.
The Grottas needed the land. I gave it to them.
I thought I was doing something good. I didn't know about the girl.
-Who's she? -I don't know.
But don't tell Antonio. I'll take care of everything. I'm working on it.
-Then get rid of the body. -Okay.
And give her a decent burial.
Or I'll tell Antonio, and you'll be done here.
I'm doing you a favor.
Remember that next time you talk shit about me to your brother.
They're all respectable people.
That Antonio is some kind of legend, like a hero.
No criminal record, not a soul who's got a bone to pick with him.
The only thing that's fishy are their ties with the Grotta brothers.
-Do you remember the Grotta Circus? -Never heard of it.
Well, the Grotta brothers are small-time crooks.
They worked at the carnival, but something must have happened
because, suddenly, Antonio threw them out.
Are they the ones who organized the scam?
No! There's no proof it's a scam.
-What are you saying? -Listen to me.
The Grotta brothers,
they work for your friend, Minnella.
And we both know
that Minnella works for the secret services.
What? No way, I've never heard anything about it!
All I had to do was a little digging.
No way! I would know! I've known Minnella since he was a manual laborer.
Minnella does the dirty work for the rich, hiring thugs like the Grottas.
So at one point, I asked myself,
"If I were rich, filthy rich, and my daughter disappeared,
what would I do?"
I'd call someone like me to pretend I'm helping,
and someone like Minnella to really help.
What does this have to do with the girl, anyway?
I don't know. Nothing, maybe.
But you know what? For me, the case is closed.
Because your daughter isn't dead.
And if you believed that for 20 years, it's because someone made you believe it.
Postcards! Get your postcards!
-Do you want a nice postcard? -No. Thank you.
-Peanuts! -Get your postcards!
Peanuts!
Why are we here?
-Because it's safer. -What happened? Are you in danger?
We all are now.
Is that why you two are wearing these ridiculous clothes?
No, it's for my fans. I don't want to be recognized.
-Are you the guy from Musicherò? -There you go.
-Name? Brava. -Anna.
Thank you.
Clothes, fans… You don't get it. Sandro Ralli killed Gioia.
The photos speak loud and clear.
-I knew it. God damn it, Simone! -Lower your voice!
I'm sorry, I was wrong.
I should have told you. You're right, I'm sorry.
But I did it for you, to protect you.
Did you go to the police?
Yes, but I've only made things worse.
It's as if I turned myself in.
The secret service is protecting Ralli.
He tricked me and I fell for it, like a perfect idiot. I'm sorry.
Don't worry.
Why don't we try and, I don't know, ask Dad for help?
No, absolutely not.
He's already helped enough.
If Ralli has protection, I can speak with the editor at the newspaper,
convince him to start an investigation--
No, we don't have time for that, Matteo!
I'll take care of this.
But I need your help. Let's drop by your place.
Why? What do you have in mind?
Do you guys trust me?
You two go back to hiding. You come with me.
Wait. Nora?
I found out that Dad beat up your father.
I'm sorry.
And you were right. He's hiding something.
-What? -I don't know.
But I promise I'll find out.
Let's go. Come on.
Come on.
Postcards! Get your postcards!
Esther.
-Call the driver, please. -Yes, ma'am.
I'm a mother.
My instincts must be worth something, right?
Where would you like to go, ma'am?
To the carnival.
So cool!
-Is Sandro Ralli here yet? -I don't think so.
-Can you get them front row seats? -Of course.
-Thank you. -Guys, come with me.
You can sit here.
Excuse me? Can I have an autograph?
Yes, of course.
Can we have a kiss too?
Thank you.
It was short but sweet.
I have to admit, I admire your brother.
-I'm even a little afraid for him now. -Yes. Me too.
He acts like a clown,
but in the end, clowns always tell the truth, don't they?
We wanted to grow up so bad, right?
And everything's really up to us now.
-Would you go back in time? -No.
I wouldn't have found my sister.
Why didn't you tell me about her when you found out?
Because I promised her, Matteo.
And I want to be a woman who keeps her word.
It's all that matters.
Be quiet!
You're a rat.
I didn't say a word.
So tell me,
how the fuck did Miranda find the body in all this land?
She had some kind of premonition.
-Yeah, right! -Yes, she had a…
And I'm Houdini!
We'll take care of the body. We'll get rid of it.
But then we'll deal with you, Ettore.
Leave my brother out of it.
You should've thought about that earlier!
-Canio, it's him. -Who, Cesare?
What do you mean? The petty bourgeois kid.
The one we're looking for? From the photo?
What do I always say? What comes around goes around.
Let's go, Canio.
-Hi, Grandma. -Hi.
Good evening.
-What can I do for you? -Good evening.
I'd like to talk to Nora.
Wait, ma'am.
First, we need to have a chat.
Way to go! Good shot! Give that to me.
I'll go get the picture for you.
It's stuck.
Just a sec. It's coming.
Mom, why isn't he giving me my picture?
Don't worry. The gypsy will get it.
Sure! The gypsy will take care of everything.
What are you doing?
Don't worry. I know how to fix it.
Nice system. Simple, but ingenious.
Who the fuck are you?
A friend of Nora's.
Simone Baldi.
Oh, the "friend" we've heard about.
I didn't know I was so famous.
-Here's your picture. Bye. -Thanks.
Excuse me.
I know it's none of my business,
but your daughter's suffering.
Stay out of it.
She was one and a half.
It's not her fault she got kidnapped.
You're not the real victim here, Nora is.
I don't know if I can take the truth.
Truth and reality aren't the same thing.
Nora told me you're an academic.
Sorry, but I don't follow you.
Let me give you an example.
If one day
I were to ask for Nora's hand in marriage,
who do you think I would ask?
I'm not mad at you. It's not your fault.
Your mother always used to say that you looked like me.
"See? She has your smile."
Dad,
before you judge her, you need to know what happened.
I'll tell you everything I know.
No.
I want the whole truth, and it has to come from Miranda.
That's my daughter.
Stella.
She's the one who raised your child.
This is all I have.
I drew them.
They don't even look like her.
What I am trying to tell you…
is that Nora had a mother.
It may be hard to accept, but you have to deal with it.
Because not even Jesus Christ…
was able to go back in time.
I don't want you to ruin my granddaughter's life.
Ladies and gentlemen,
good evening and welcome to the musical game show of the year.
This is Musicherò!
As usual, we're here with our radiant orchestra,
and the even more radiant Claudia,
and our three very lively contestants!
Here they are!
And here at Musicherò, for the second time, our guest star.
Ladies and gentlemen, Sandro Ralli!
Thank you, Sandro. You can get to your position now.
A little more to the side, please.
Tonight's show is going to be unforgettable.
Unforgettable, because it's special.
After all, everything's special here at Musicherò,
inside this little magic box called television.
From here, I can see everything, I can get anywhere.
So…
I've decided to show you some evidence.
But there's no music involved,
as you might mistakenly assume. No.
I'll show you evidence of a murder.
It's the only way I know
to make sure justice is served.
Do you recognize him?
He's crazy.
It's a quiz, so you'd have to guess.
No?
Strange, because the answer is right here before your eyes.
He's a friend of mine.
Or at least I thought he was.
-Shut it down! -Get us off the air!
I'm home! Sorry I'm late, love!
Has the show started already?
Lucia?
Where's everybody?
What about the show?
Is the television broken?
What's going on?
Esther, where's my wife?
-She went out. -What do you mean, "She went out"?
Where did she go?
To the carnival.
You'll see, your dad will talk to your grandma
and he'll come to terms with it.
In the end, if you think about it, she and your mom saved your life.
What did you say to him to convince him to come talk to me?
I can't reveal my secrets.
Careful, you're starting to talk like a carny.
Welcome! One full cartridge, five lire.
-Three boxes-- -They're my cousins.
Be quiet and come with us.
Let's go grab a coffee.
Come on. Let's go.
-I think they're here for you. -I thought they were your cousins.
Nice family, huh?
Run!
Let's go, Canio!
Excuse us!
Sorry!
Let's go! Come on!
If we built that thing…
Let's go!
-Didn't I tell you to stay home? -You stay at home.
Too many emotions are bad for you.
I could feel that Adele was alive, that I was right.
You know what's bad for me?
Keeping these emotions bottled up inside.
Out of fear.
Fear of looking like a crazy person, a lunatic.
And you know who makes me feel like that? You do!
You discourage me because it's convenient!
But I want to get to know my daughter now.
And if you're not okay with that, my love,
it's your problem.
No! Wait for the next one!
I was here first!
Did you see that?
Go, Canio.
No!
What the fuck are they doing here?
Assholes.
Is this thing safe?
No!
TO ROSSANA CASTAGNOLI AND THE CARNIES WHO WROTE THE HISTORY OF ROME'S LUNA PARK
Subtitle translation by: Andrea Coppola