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CHRONICLE OF A HOMICIDE
Go, go.
Get in.
Run, run. Wait for me at the furnaces.
Frezzi, Renato.
What's the time? -Why do you care?
Just to know. It feels like I've been here for a year.
When did they catch you? -I was in the first police van, around ten.
Then you've been in jail for two and a half hours.
Are you a student? -Yes.
Are you a communist? -Yes, aren't you?
No.
Why do you get upset when someone helps you?
Students cause a lot of trouble, and solve very little.
Did the party tell you we were being a nuisance?
Not a nuisance, but you scratch too hard. -Maybe you scratch too little?
Listen, one of our own is dying...
Our first duty is to find out what really happened when we get out of here.
The public has a right to know, through our newspapers...
Who is our comrade? And why did he risk his life?
Massimo Trotti.
Sit down.
What's your name? -You know...
Massimo Trotti. -There are things we don't know...
And you're going to tell us.
Where do you live? -Via Cortina, 12.
Did you hear where this gentleman lives?
Ask him why he doesn't have his own place?
Because the state must provide one for me. -Really?
If the state has to give you a place, but you already have a home...
Then why are you busting our balls?
Scared we'll hit you?
No, you have to go to prison with a clean face.
Stop it. Tell me...
How long till you become an architect? -Three years.
Three years...
In three years you'll be building houses for the wealthy in Sardinia, right?
It's possible. -I'll beat him to a pulp.
You're not hitting anyone. If anyone does it will be me.
What is it?
What else has happened?
Renzelli is dead...
Ten minutes ago.
God damned murderers. Get up!
Who died? -You shouldn't even say his name.
I said stand up.
How many of you were armed? -None of us were.
Then who brought this stuff along? The Holy Ghost?
You knew. This chain?
No, I didn't have anything. -Did you have this?
Talk. -None of us were armed.
Then why did they stop you? Because you got on their nerves?
I fell over, that's why. -You were running away.
Nobody wants to be beaten by the police, or run over by their jeeps.
You're accusing the police of hitting you for no reason.
Where are the marks? These two scratches?
A blow from a truncheon would've split you're skull in two...
What's this?
If you're looking for a mark left by the truncheon then here it is...
It came from my nose. -Your nose would've been broken.
I got hit on the neck, my nose started bleeding later.
A blow to the neck and blood from your nose?
Who are you trying to kid? -Take his shirt...
And have it checked by forensics.
Give the gentleman a nice room without a toilet.
If that blood comes from the deceased, it's over for you.
Come on.
Hello? It's Fabio...
Tell my mother I won't be back tonight.
No, don't call her now. Thanks.
Carla, I'll stay with you tonight. Do you mind?
No.
Let me know when you want to go.
Bye. -Bye, Carla.
Bye. See you tomorrow.
Nothing's changed in here.
Haven't you noticed it's a new blanket?
Yes, it's true.
We reduced the other one to rags...
I bet you don't even remember what colour it was?
No.
Do you know if they've released the others?
No.
I'm worried about Max. -Do you love him?
I wanted to tell you before...
But I kept putting it off.
I wasn't sure. But I've been thinking about him all day.
About what might happen to him. -What can they do to him?
The most they'll do is release him tomorrow.
'Police officer and student killed in riot'
Fabio. Come here for a moment.
What have you done?
Another knock?
Try to be more careful...
You know your mother doesn't like you going out on your motorbike.
I'll tell her it happened while I was playing tennis.
She won't believe you.
Listen...
Who's your typography teacher?
Violani.
How well do you know him? -I don't, I haven't taken that exam.
Sit down. -I'm going to have a shower.
One more thing. Tell me, this Violani...
Is he a socialist? You're a socialist, right?
You have many ways of finding out my professor's political allegiances.
Do you think I want you to be my informant?
There was a demonstration by students in your faculty...
...against the police this morning. In the Fociana area, did you know?
No.
The consequences of this encounter were quite serious...
And I've been lumbered with this case.
I'm sorry, but I want to get changed before I go out.
Did you know Ugo Cottini? -No.
He's the student who died in the protest.
You'll have opened an investigation into the police, finally?
Why against the police? -Who else could've shot him?
I didn't say someone shot him. -Dad...
Has anyone ever died of a blow from a truncheon fighting the police?
Fabio.
Are you eating out...
Are you eating out again tonight? -Yes.
When are you going to stop acting crazy?
You'll get hurt. -Don't worry.
No, no. I worry...
I don't care about the motorbike any more...
But I care about what you're doing. Can't you see?
Look at what you're doing...
...to her!
What's Carla got to do with it? You don't even know her.
A mother notices these things. -Some mothers are good at spying...
Some mothers hide behind doors, they open letters...
Listen to phone calls, go looking in pockets.
Some mothers will do anything to brainwash their kids!
When? Immediately?
Then you'll pick me up.
Luisa.
I have to go back to work, don't wait up for me.
At this hour? -I have to question a student.
Eat something at least. It's almost ready.
The world won't fall apart if I miss my dinner.
Goodbye, dear. -Dad.
What is it? -Is it a student from the protest?
Yes, but he's not a suspect any more. we have an arrest warrant.
I'll be back later.
I'm sorry, your honour, I was expecting you at the prison.
You're right, I wanted to go to the morgue first.
We should've come straight here, I'm sorry I kept you waiting.
This is the officer. -They smashed his skull.
The report states there were two points of impact...
Which one caused his death?
I believe it was the blow to the temple.
The weapon? -A knuckle duster.
Do you have it? -We haven't found it yet.
Then don't be so certain. -It was just an assumption.
Let's leave the assumptions up to the coroner.
Come, doctor.
Your opinion?
It could've been a blunt instrument, hard, like a metal bar...
Or, as the commissioner said, a knuckle duster.
Is it possible the officer was hit by more than one person?
Theoretically, yes. -What does 'theoretically' mean?
I know those ***...
If they get hold of a cop they won't stop until they've smashed his skull.
Commissioner, you rely too much on assumptions.
But this investigation requires concrete evidence.
I'd like to see the student's body. Is it here?
Sure. The student.
Regarding the officer, there are three fractures...
We still don't know if the fatal blows were dealt by one or more people.
It's not enough, we need to do more...
We have to find out which of these people dealt the fatal blow.
Excuse me, your honour, but doesn't it seem improbable...
...this poor officer was attacked by three people using the same weapon?
Do I have to uncover him?
The bullets? -I'll have them tomorrow morning...
Along with the other things we found.
The entry wound looks like it was caused by a high calibre pistol...
I'd say...
A .9 or perhaps a 7.65. -We're carrying out ballistic tests.
Thanks. Shall we go?
"Run away, brother, run away..."
I need to talk to you.
Sorry.
What did he want? -One of ours is in trouble...
But he doesn't know who. -What kind of trouble?
They've been transferred to Regina Caeli. (prison)
If he hears anything he'll tell me.
I'm going. -Max is still inside.
You don't need to remind me. -I'll come with you.
Find Pino and Rocco, tell them to go to the headquarters.
Get in.
Come forward.
Have a seat.
In the absence of a lawyer you have the right to remain silent.
I don't want a lawyer.
I warn you, however...
The officer who collected the evidence against you signed your arrest warrant.
Don't worry, I don't intend defending myself.
You are accused of killing Vito Renzelli, a policeman.
I know.
And you don't want to defend yourself?
You have to prove my guilt...
But in Italy it's the accused who must demonstrate their innocence...
Is this how I should defend myself? -Look...
That kind of talk won't get you out of here, only justice will.
Class justice? -That's enough...
What did you hit the officer with?
You don't have to reply if you don't want to.
Write whatever you want. -No, we'll only write what you say.
If you've decided I killed him then choose the weapon you prefer as well.
Then you admit you hit the officer?
I don't agree with the police's version of events, it's up to you, your honour...
To prove what happened.
You have the same blood type as the officer who was killed yesterday.
There are three policemen ready to testify that they saw you hit their colleague.
Which policeman? Anyone? -No, no...
The one who was killed. -I was stopped before.
That's your version of events.
Have you questioned the other people who were with me in the van?
Who was with you? -Workers, I don't know their names...
But the police do.
I want to question them as soon as possible.
How do you know what time the officer was attacked?
Haven't you heard about prison radio? They broadcast all the details of yesterday's events.
I'll question you again in a few days, after I've checked out your alibi.
In the meantime, listen to me...
Get a lawyer. -Your honour.
Can a suspect testify in another crime?
Of course. -Then I want this written down...
I saw an officer draw his gun and shoot at my friends.
Why didn't you say this when you were being questioned yesterday?
I was recovering from the beating I'd taken.
And now you're ready to start making accusations?
Where's the proof? Your testimony?
What proof do you have? Those three cops?
Is this a question of numbers? -Listen, kid...
You said you didn't want to defend yourself...
But that's all you're doing, and in quite an underhand manner.
Why are you turning on me now? Just because it's your turn?
Find the policeman who shot that student and get him to come here to prove his innocence!
If that student was killed by a police officer we'll find him and he'll be arrested.
Read your statement before you sign it.
Well, your honour?
What impression did you have of this Trotti?
My impression?
Yes, the case against him will continue, but the other investigation will also continue.
Unfortunately, it will not be about persons unknown.
Have you found a new lead?
Trotti says he saw an officer fire his gun. -What?
Who did he see? One of us?
I still don't know how seriously I should take his accusation...
Because it was an act of retaliation. But it's an accusation...
I must take into account.
Your honour, this is a dirty lie aside from an accusation.
Don't forget, there are two dead bodies. -Those students are all drug addicts.
Even in death those two aren't the same for you.
Look, your honour, we're also impartial...
The investigation into the student's death is close to our hearts as well.
Did you find any bullet shells at the crime scene?
None. -Listen...
Check the ammunition of all the officers who were present.
I think the officer in charge would have done that already.
Do you think so? Or are you sure?
I said I think so, but I can also tell you I'm sure.
Even better. We'll save time this way.
I want the crime scene search report, along with the other ones...
As soon as possible.
I'll get on to it. -I apologise for the additional work.
I'll take you home. -No, I prefer to walk...
I rarely get the chance.
Can you take care of it? -No.
Why not? -The less I see of him, the better.
What is he looking for from us? -What is he looking for?
You know, don't you?
He won't find anything because there's nothing to find.
Open it. -Yes, yes.
Listen, kid. Try to calm down...
Calm down. -They're on to us...
The judge and the prosecutor. We put our lives in danger...
And they get all the credit.
Times have changed, the truncheon doesn't work any more.
Right. It doesn't work any more...
Then we'll become the servants for this judicial Mafia.
He's crazy...
Goodnight. -Goodnight, commissioner.
Fabio.
Hi, dad. Why are you walking around so late?
I've come from the prison. It took a while.
You came back on foot? -You should try it sometime.
Shall we grab a drink? Come on, let's go.
Won't you keep me company?
You know...
There are a lot of things I'd like to do, but I can't.
For example?
Stay up late...
Walk the streets at night, see the dawn.
Is that all? -Yes.
It might seem juvenile to you, but for me...
Can I try? -Sure.
You have to pull it back, then let go.
You know, dad...
I get the impression you're celebrating something.
No, quite the opposite, I've got a lot of reasons to go straight to bed...
The last three hours have been a bit difficult.
Because of the student you interrogated? -Not only him...
I saw another student at the morgue.
Why don't they smoke marijuana? Why don't they smoke hashish?
What do you mean? -Their ideas are wrong...
Certain ideologies are more frightening than drugs...
And they can even be more harmful.
Who decides if an idea is wrong?
All of us. -The silent majority?
Of course, yes...
There was another body next to the student's corpse at the morgue...
A man whose job it was to protect this majority...
A poor officer with his head caved in.
I saw two architecture students tonight, like you...
One with a hole in his head, the other in prison with little chance of getting out.
What's his name? -Trotti.
What did he do?
He's accused of killing that officer.
You...
Do you think he did it?
I believe fanaticism, of any kind, can turn anyone into a murderer.
It's late. Let's go to sleep.
Fabio. -Finally.
There's some coffee. Want some?
No, thanks. -Hi.
No sugar.
We waited till two for you last night. Carla stayed here with us.
Max is in Regina Caeli (Prison) I found out last night...
They're saying he killed the cop. -Max?
But they got him right at the start. -They're accusing him.
What does your father think? -From what I understood...
One more scrap of evidence and he's going down...
And Max didn't do anything. -I know...
Pino told us everything. -Why didn't you tell us immediately?
Who saw me? -I saw you as you hit him.
Who else have you told? -We're the only ones who know...
You can trust us.
I didn't think I'd killed him. -Where did you get the knuckle duster?
I found it on the floor. -Where is it now?
I hid it at home. It's the only proof of my guilt.
Why? What do you want to do?
Turn myself in...
It's the right thing to do.
Shall we discuss what's right, and what's convenient?
A cop killer is free...
Perhaps we'll find him against us in another demonstration tomorrow...
Meanwhile one of our friend's is inside, innocent...
Does this seem to right you?
Answer me.
No, it's certainly not right.
But it is...
It is for their system and for ours.
Do you mind being a bit clearer?
If you turn yourself in and admit killing that cop...
They'll never leave us alone...
They'll have the right to arrest us wherever we are...
In the universities, in the factories...
And the bourgeoise, lovers of law and order...
..will be jumping for joy for every one of us they put behind bars.
We'll become murderers to them, fanatical and dangerous...
And the repression will be tough.
For the rest, Max is innocent so it will be easier to defend him.
Very well...
I won't do anything without your approval...
But I want Max to know the truth.
We'll tell him everything. Try to find out as much as you can.
It's better if your father doesn't know you're involved with us...
You shouldn't come here, Carla will keep in contact with you.
Okay. -I'll go with you.
Have a seat.
Good morning. -Good morning.
You came here to give evidence about the incident at Fociana.
You were in the first van. -Yes.
How many of you were there? -Four.
Did you recognise anyone outside in the corridor?
Two. -I understand...
Then you'd be capable of recognising the third?
Sure, the one who was detained at the station, then arrested.
What movement do you belong to?
No, it's not important. Don't tell me...
Come this way.
Recognise him?
Yes, it's him. He was with me in the first van.
Lieutenant.
Take him away and arrest him for false testimony.
But I thought it was him?
In all the confusion. This is an injustice.
I warn you, I've already arrested one person for giving false testimony.
I thank you for the warning.
Were you in the first van? -Yes.
How many of you were there? -Is it so important for you to know?
Of course. -You'll find it in the police statements.
Unfortunately some terrible things happened that day...
There was a lot commotion in the police station...
They didn't write down how many people were in each van...
They left it till later. We're trying to reconstruct everything...
But it's not so easy. -Right...
You're right, there was a lot of commotion that day, I understand...
There were four of us. -Are you sure?
Yes. The van was half empty...
We scattered soon after the gun fire.
Everyone just ran away. -You heard the shot as well?
Yes. I was scared as well.
I'm going to show you someone who was in the same van.
You should be able to recognise him.
No. He wasn't there.
Observe him more closely, perhaps you memory...
No, I remember well. I know all the gospels by heart.
The gospel? -I'm a priest.
You can go.
Bring the other one in, please.
What were you doing at the protest?
Not all religious people choose to ignore their present conditions.
But it was a subversive rally.
From your point of view, perhaps...
From mine and that of the students, it was a painful protest.
A protest against who? -Against everyone.
Even against ourselves.
Doesn't that seem a bit like a rhetorical affirmation?
So is justice...
When they saw my clothes and realised I was neither a hooligan or a student...
They let me go after thirty minutes.
This rhetoric is much more dangerous than mine
Yes, he was with me in the van.
We even talked.
Do you remember this gentleman Trotti?
Sure I do...
I also remember that I didn't like what you said.
I was so dazed and nervous. Forgive me, friend.
I'm not your friend, and you don't have to apologise to me Massimo...
I understood how you felt. -One moment...
How come you know his name? Did you know each other before?
No, I met him for the first time at the protest...
And now here. -So who told you his name?
I read it in the newspaper.
Take Trotti away. Take him away.
Believe me, your honour. He was with us.
In which newspaper did you read his name?
The morning paper. -There was a photo, right?
Yes. -This interrogation is pointless...
Clerk, please add that recognition came...
...after the witness had already seen Trotti's face in a newspaper.
This was your spontaneous admission.
Sign the statement, please.
But if he was with us, how could he have shot the cop?
Everything you've said is in the statement...
But I can't take it into consideration, you admitted it yourself...
...that you read it in a newspaper. Sign it.
I couldn't lie.
I'm a priest. -Right...
A priest who does nothing to hide his sympathy for these extremists.
Is that a crime?
Even a priest can lie if they think they're doing the right thing.
If that's what you believe, then arrest me.
This warning isn't a crime, but it can be much worse than false testimony...
Goodbye.
"Fight hard, without fear."
"Fight hard, without fear."
Massimo Trotti.
Massimo, can you hear us? -Max!
"Fight hard, without fear."
We're all here, Massimo.
Let's go.
Let's go, guys. -Leave him in peace.
Show him in.
The third, fifth and eighth.
Yes, your honour.
Come closer, Trotti.
Only five of these officers were present at the protest...
The other three were on duty elsewhere...
Be careful, look closely, and tell me...
...if you recognise who fired the shot.
Well?
I don't know any more, I don't feel up to it.
What don't you know any more? -The officer who fired the shot...
I thought I would've recognised him straight away...
But it's all seems so different in here. No...
No...
I don't feel like pointing anyone out.
Can my men go, your honour?
Yes. -Okay.
Get back to work, guys.
Sign the statement.
No. -Why?
It was all in regulation.
Perhaps they didn't bring the officer I saw here?
There were five of them and they were all there against the wall.
If that's the case we'll do it again. In the meantime, sign here.
No.
But the statement is still valid.
Take him away.
Let's go.
They're all the same.
They say sorry, they get confused, they go back on their word.
He appeared to be very confused, but he seemed honest.
Yes, sure, your honour. He's playing with us.
He's a crazy one, a fanatic.
If he's insane why didn't he just pick out any officer?
Perhaps he's scared he might pick the wrong one?
There are smart fanatics as well. -Yes, that's true...
But with a *** charge hanging over you one is ready to take a gamble...
Even a false testimony.
Or perhaps he's smarter than I thought?
He wouldn't be the first person to accuse someone else in order to defend themselves.
Good morning. -Pleasant lunch, your honour.
I have to go in on Monday. -Better...
You have more time to prepare. -No...
I would've preferred today, who knows what could happen before Monday?
Go to the second appeal, Max will be out by then.
I don't know. I'm starting to have my doubts.
I'm ready to take his place at any time.
Excuse me.
What is it? -Get in, I need to talk to you.
I'm sorry if I interrupted... -You didn't interrupt anything.
Why are you here?
To give you this...
A police officer delivered it to the house an hour ago...
I didn't want your father to see it.
What do they want from you? -I don't know.
But why do you have to go there? -They'll tell you.
You don't have any idea?
No. -Fabio...
Tell me the truth, what have you done?
We'll settle this before your father... -Go home, this summons doesn't mean a thing.
Fabio.
They want me at the station. -You?
Yes.
Do you think...? -I don't know.
It might be for something else.
I don't know. If I don't come back, you know where I am
Come in.
Have a seat.
I'm sorry to call you in, but you know here...
Smoke?
You took part in the protest...
Don't tell me you didn't, because this photo proves it.
Yes, I was there. We organised that rally.
We take a lot of photos at the rally. It's small, but you can see yourself...
There, behind the jeep, you were shouting.
Why were you shouting?
To stop. -Not to your friends, surely?
Anyhow, this is the only photo we have of you...
You're not doing anything wrong, so don't worry...
We're not after you.
Does your father know?
About what?
That you're a member of an extremist group?
I'm not part of any group.
You surprise me, though...
Why deny it? You don't have the courage of your own convictions?
This is judge Sola's son, the one in the photograph.
Does your father know you're a member of an extremist group?
Yes, or no? -He doesn't know anything...
Unless you've already told him. -Us?
Why would we want to upset the judge? -And it would upset him, right?
This doesn't concern you. -Sooner or later he'll find out.
It depends on you. -I don't understand.
Okay, okay. Have a seat.
We'll talk about this later.
Now, let's get to the point, have a look...
Take a good look at this photograph...
See this kid here?
The one standing behind you...
With the stick raised in the air, do you recognise him?
No. -What do you mean?
You were together, you were close.
There were a lot of people there.
He wouldn't happen to be called Alfio Ricci?
How can I tell you? He was behind me, can't you see?
There was a lot of dust. -Right, a lot of dust...
...and he was behind you.
Was Alfio Ricci at the protest or not?
You can tell us this at least.
We arrived at the agreed meeting point...
But there was no premeditated plan.
You insist on this version of events? -Yes...
Yes, even if that photo turns up on my father's desk.
What do you take us for? Blackmailers?
There you go.
It was a polaroid, there aren't any negatives.
Happy?
Anyhow, there's one thing you have to tell me...
Who do you think killed officer Renzelli?
It was an accident. -Right...
He fell and hit his head on a knuckleduster, right?
An accident?
And who do you think shot your friend?
Not us. -Then it was us, right?
Maybe. -No...
No, kid, that way your hypothesis of the incident only counts for you.
If a student kills a cop. But, if a student dies, it's our fault.
Your hypothesis should count for us as well.
Why not? I don't believe it, but it is possible.
Why don't you share your hypothesis with your father?
Yes, mention it to him, if it comes up.
Thanks for coming so quickly.
Listen. Leave things as they are.
Try not to rock the boat or we might end up overboard.
What is it? Are you worried his father is a judge?
Yes, sir...
A judge who's still waiting for a list...
...of all the officers who use 7.65 calibre bullets.
Send him the list! Put my name at the top.
I've got nothing to hide. Not in here or outside!
I walk with my head held high...
I'm not like you, a frightened sheep worried about his job.
My job?
Listen, kid...
I've already done my job, another two years and I'm out.
You're the one who has a career ahead of you...
On Trotti's life.
Sorry, I couldn't get away. have you been waiting long?
No. Hello, dear.
Don't you feel well? -It's just headache.
You don't have a fever. -No, it's nothing.
I've been driving all day, I had so much to do.
Did Fabio come and see you?
No. Why would he?
He hasn't come home, so I thought he was with you.
No, the last time he came to see me at my office...
...was three years ago, I was in court all night.
He came to wish me happy birthday.
Aren't we going to do some shopping? Come on, let's go.
Excuse me for a moment, I want to see something.
Why do they sell this stuff? -Because there are people who buy it.
Wait here, I won't be long.
Good morning. -Do you sell 7.65 calibre bullets?
Sure, how many? -One, just one.
We don't sell them individually. -Then I'll take a box.
Do you have any I.D.? -Yes.
Your honour, I can make an exception for you...
Only one? -Yes, I don't know what I'd do with them.
Why on earth are you buying a bullet? -Nothing, I'm just buying it.
Do you sell many of these? -Enough.
The people who buy them... Any of them cops?
Sometimes, for training, competitions...
Also, they have to have all their bullets for internal checks.
I understand. -50 lira.
Thank you. -Thank you, good evening.
Let's go.
You see? Just 50 lira to kill man.
What is it? -I got a copy of the police report.
You were right, they're trying to destroy Max's alibi.
They are? It's just your father.
Him and the prosecutor.
Take it, but be careful, only read it when you get back to headquarters.
No, it's not safe there.
If we use this information it will be against your father as well.
I don't care, just do whatever it takes to get Max released.
Okay. I already know what I have to do.
It's all or nothing this time.
What do you think?
I'll print this for free.
I want to see their faces! -Thanks.
To tomorrow.
Come. You as well, Carla.
Well? Any news?
You, Carla and Pino will go and testify in Max's defence.
Without being called in? -Voluntarily.
But what do we say?
Your father has destroyed the three real witnesses.
You three will be false witnesses and you'll swear you saw Max leave...
...before the policeman fell, meaning before he died.
Watch out, they'll give you a grilling.
It's okay, I know their methods.
Just make you sure you don't contradict each other.
Speak to Pino, you'll find him at the faculty tomorrow morning...
He's at the printers now.
Now go...
And make sure you stay out of trouble.
'Police falsify evidence against Trotti'
I feel sorry for my father, but there was nothing else I could do.
Fascists.
Wait, Fabio, we can't get involved.
Come on.
Get out of here.
Get rid of that journalist.
What's going on? -Nothing, fighting amongst themselves...
But look at this.
Read it.
Read this, the same words.
When did it come out?
You weren't expecting this secret investigation to end up in the ***.
Move it. -Listen...
Take this to judge Sola. -No...
I'll take it to him personally, if you don't mind?
And I'll go straight there...
He's been busting our balls threatening us cops...
And he hasn't even noticed his son's a thief...
...who should mind his own business. I'll tell him to his face!
What's the point? What will you accuse him of?
Violation of the secret investigation? It can only have been his son.
Yes, yes. -I know what I have to do!
It's easier to go after a father than a judge.
*** you.
I don't think they stole anything, copied perhaps?
If we can find those notes then we'll also find the thief.
A calligraphy expert won't make any mistakes.
Sign the search warrant for me...
...and I'll turn the place upside down.
Search warrant? -And an arrest warrant.
Alfio Ricci, he's the newspaper editor.
No, no... No arrests.
Just bring him here.
Don't worry, your honour...
We'll find the culprit and we'll shame him.
Why don't say what you're thinking? It's my responsibility...
No one else's.
I'll see you soon, goodbye. -No, wait...
I also have something to tell you, I would've called you here this afternoon.
For what reason?
I want the names of all the policemen who purchased 7x65 calibre bullets...
...in the last two weeks, right up to the day of the riots.
All the officers, everyone, I want it as soon as possible.
You'll have a complete list tomorrow, and you'll find my name on it.
You were there as well? -Didn't you know?
In the report submitted to the district attorney...
It only listed the number of agents, not their names.
Yes, I was there, and I was armed.
Goodbye.
Against all the employers, against the editors profiting from school books.
Police.
Don't move, and stay calm.
Come on.
Does it take so long to open a door? -It takes as long as it takes.
Stand up, and face the wall.
Do what the policeman says.
I'm not a policeman for you, I'm an inspector.
An inspector needs a warrant. -Yes?
Now call me inspector or I'll smash your face in.
Here's you warrant. Face the wall.
I'll fall down if I put my hands up. -And you'll still be a parasite.
Thank your leader because he saved you from an action I would've made you pay dearly for
Search the place.
Hands up.
Turn the place upside down.
You can't ignore, that for the penal code...
The publication of facts covered by official secrets act is a crime.
But the freedom of the press is protected by the constitution.
And this is your justification? -This, and more.
I'm listening. -What's the point?
You won't understand. -Tell me.
Whether I understand or not, May I remind you...
You're not here to satisfy my personal curiosity...
You're here to answer questions about a crime.
Why should I justify myself? For violating something that's only convenient to you?
Who benefits from this secret investigation? The accused?
Then why don't you publish the investigation report?
You say you serve justice? No...
You're working for a person who has been wrongly accused.
If your secrets mean so much to you, then take better care of them.
Where did you get the information? -You really think I'll tell you?
Don't you realise that you're here because you committed a crime punishable by law?
Punishable with a fine. -You're mistaken.
You can get three years. -Three years?
How does that compare to what Massimo Trotti could get?
Your honour, you're wasting time.
Clerk.
Write down Mr. Ricci answers. -Yes, sir.
Who provided you with the information published in your newspaper?
I received it by post, anonymously, and I burnt the letter and the envelope.
Do you want to be charged with obstructing justice?
It won't be easy, but try.
Who are these people you say are ready to testify?
I'll tell you if you assure me they'll be questioned immediately.
That you won't hassle them first. -What do you mean by that?
Perhaps you don't know or it doesn't interest you?
But fascist discrimination... -Be careful...
Another word and I'll have you arrested immediately.
The police and the courts do all their duties...
And I won't allow you to make any insinuations, is that clear?
Who are the three witnesses? -Will you question them?
What should they be witnesses for? -It's not for me to say...
But they can verify Trotti's alibi. -What are their names?
Carla Stale, Pino Mariani...
And your son.
Prepare the order to bring in the witnesses.
I want to question all three of them tomorrow morning.
In the order Mr. Ricci named them.
Get me the district attorney. Judge Sola.
Thank you.
Am I interrupting? Listen...
I need to see you urgently.
Yes, it's a very serious matter.
No, actually that's better. Yes, wherever you want?
Okay, at the main entrance in five minutes.
From what it looks like...
They've published entire extracts from the witness statements.
The investigation is highly compromised.
If the report was stolen from your office we must find the culprit.
This is a serious violation of the law.
There have been numerous violations.
I want a thorough report on what went on.
I'll have it for you, but this isn't the only thing I wanted to talk to you about...
There are three new witnesses who want to give evidence...
...in Trotti's defence, and one of them is my son.
Your son is a close friend of the accused.
It would appear so, but I wasn't aware of it.
He was with them on the day of the riot.
Tell me, do you sometimes take your work home with you?
Yes, just like everyone else does, so I can work from home.
Many of us have children who've turned to the other side.
My son left home a long time ago...
And I don't even know what he does now.
But if he messes up, the police can arrest him when they want.
I'm prepared to arrest my son as well.
Hello? Yes, right away.
Fabio is on the phone.
Who does he want to talk to? -He didn't say.
Fabio.
Yes, okay.
He's staying out tonight.
He'll be at the court tomorrow morning, to give evidence.
Fine.
What if he never comes back?
Relax, he still needs his middle-class parents.
It's all our fault.
If you find out he took the report, will you arrest him?
Yes.
You want to make an example of him. -It's my duty to remain impartial.
No, it's not true, you want revenge!
Why? What reason would I have to get revenge?
Because he's like a stranger to us? Like an enemy?
You don't want to admit it, but we're losing him.
And all you can do is talk about duty.
What matters most to you? Your duty as a judge...
Or as a father?
Don't lie to me, I know you.
I know what Fabio means to you.
And if you know...
If you know, then we can stop hurting each other.
It's going to be okay, you'll see.
But you must trust me.
I trust you.
Carla Stale.
Relax.
Watch the head blows -Just say what you have to say.
You're only here as a witness, they've got nothing on you.
Have you got me under surveillance?
It's not you we don't trust, it's your nerves.
Mariani, Giuseppe.
Has Carla finished already?
It's a farce. -What did he ask you?
He asked me a stupid question, then thank you and goodbye.
Want it? -No.
Is this how they look for the truth?
Damn him.
He has a diabolical capacity to hide the facts, always.
Sola, Fabio.
Just try not let him get the better of you.
He didn't ask me anything about the article.
Have a seat.
Well here we are. This won't take long.
The article in that newspaper seems to insinuate that...
That you also have some revelations to make?
Max Trotti didn't kill that policeman.
You call him Max? -Yes.
You're not the first person to say he's innocent.
So what? The other witnesses were in the police van...
And you didn't believe them. But I was there.
Say what you have to say, leave the details to me.
I want you to take down my statement.
In relation to what? -The officer died after the police van left.
Max isn't involved, it wasn't him.
And you saw who did it? -No.
Did you get that? -Yes, your honour.
You can go.
No.
I haven't finished giving you my statement.
Yes? Fine...
Then you'll tell me how that newspaper got hold of my report?
I don't know, I want to talk about the circumstances...
No, you have to answer everything, not just what suits you...
Or the people who sent you here, is that clear?
I don't know anything about the report, and no one sent me here.
If you lie about one thing then you can lie about all the rest.
What have I lied about? -Everything...
For years! And to yourself.
But that's not what we're here to talk about.
We'll talk about it at home, alone. -No.
I'm not coming home.
Get him to sign his statement.
Come here for a moment. -What are you doing here?
You could have called me, like you did yesterday.
Yesterday was different.
Okay, it was different.
Then what have we done to you? What have you got against us?
Nothing. -Why are you punishing us?
Have we misunderstood you? Have we ignored your problems?
We don't talk to you enough? -It would be easy for me to say yes.
Then what have we done to you? -There's no room for you in my life.
I can't accept what you give me, I don't need it any more.
Perhaps you'll ask me to come back, only with the hope of changing me.
But more than you, it's him who doesn't want to.
That's not true. Come here.
I know your father better than you.
I've seen how much he suffers lately.
I can tell you things about your father you'd never believe.
You see? You're right to be together...
You love each other.
Why? Don't you love us?
Sure I do, but that's not enough to justify our relationship.
I am what I am, and you can't help me or stop me.
Perhaps dad can explain this better.
What does your father have to explain to me?
What's going on that I don't know about? -Nothing.
That's not true. There is something...
Something I don't understand, I don't know.
You still haven't left for him, it's as though he's waiting for you.
As if you should present yourself in front of him...
All at once. -Who told you? Him?
Go to him, he'll help you if he can.
At any time, day or night...
He's waiting for you.
Have you come to see me? -Yes.
Have you been waiting long? -No.
Your mother told me she spoke to you. -Is it true you want to talk to me?
Yes. Close the door.
So you left because you don't need us any more.
Or should I say, because we haven't helped you become who you are?
More or less. -But what have you become?
Everything you didn't want me to be.
A subversive. A thief, right?
What was the point in copying my report?
To highlight some evidence, and you know it.
But you have destroyed everything with your fake interrogation.
Your witness statements are complete fabrications...
I won't give in to these dirty tactics.
Not to us. But you gave in to the police.
You don't have any evidence against the officer who killed our friend.
You haven't found anything because you're not looking for it.
Is this why you're punishing me? -Yes.
I can understand those two cops.
For them a student like us...
...is just a guy who spits on the father's money.
A son of a ***.
To hate. To kill.
But you... -But me?
You know it's not like that.
I'm investigating the death of your friend...
...with the same objectivity in the Trotti investigation.
You destroyed Max's alibi with frightening dullness.
For you he was guilty from the start, only because you needed one...
Immediately.
Do you really believe Trotti killed him?
All the evidence points to him.
What if I do you a favour and tell you what really happened.
Listen to me, just go, I don't want to hear any more of your lies.
No, I'm not going.
Didn't you want to talk to me? -Enough, not another word.
No!
I hit him with this.
Are you turning yourself in? -No.
Why should I turn myself in? I don't feel guilty any more.
You don't know what you're talking about. -Sure, sure I am...
Up until last night I would've handed myself in...
But not now.
I don't want to hand myself while another murderer goes around protected by you.
That's not true. -Yes.
It is true.
Just seeing you sitting here, ready to serve your masters!
What masters? -What ones?
Here. Look, read it!
A magistrate has accused two commissioners.
But a deputy, one of those who rule the government,
has asked for a parliamentary debate, and do you know why?
Because he says you can't weaken police morale at the moment.
But you need the police, because they supply culprits to condemn.
I said enough! You come here talking about masters...
Aren't the ones you serve masters?
Masters so irresponsible they teach you how to kill.
Let's get this straight, I don't serve any master.
I don't serve anyone.
I've never given the police a certificate of good conduct for life.
I pass judgement according to the law and according to my conscience.
You won't have me arrested because you love me...
Is this your conscience?
What do you want from me?
I want to see what you'll do now you know the truth.
I'll order Trotti's release.
And what will you do?
Take it, you can keep it as collateral.
The day I hear you've arrested the officer who killed my friend...
I'll hand myself in. Only then.
There are two dead bodies, so there must be two murderers.
Max is going to be released.
Your honour.
Good morning, your honour, the inspector's waiting outside.
Yes, show him in.
Good morning, your honour. -Have a seat.
Perhaps I'm a little early? There are seven of us on the list.
I decided to come first because I have a lot to do back at the station.
Do you mind? I just lit it.
The report states that you had all your bullets during inspection.
And on the morning of the riot you were carrying a 7.65 calibre pistol.
It also appears that you purchased bullets of the same calibre in an armoury in Rome.
In Via Nazionale, three magazines, I know, it's not right, but...
Do you still have them? -No, I used them.
Where? -In my garden, it's all written there.
But it doesn't say if there were any witnesses to confirm it?
My wife was there.
Are you certain?
Your wife denies you ever fired your gun in the garden, I questioned her.
So she lied, she was probably afraid the judge would brainwash her.
No...
You're the one who's lying.
You haven't questioned my wife at all, that's an old trick.
Do you still need me? -No, I've finished with you for now.
But I have a favour to ask you.
Take this immediately to the prison warden at Regina Caeli.
All done. It's release papers for Massimo Trotti.
You'll give it to him personally.
Shall I call the others in? -No, no...
I don't want to see anyone else today.
It's not just for reasons of incompatibility...
Given that my son, as I've informed you, is involved in this investigation...
How can I put it? It's a definitive decision.
I'll explain my reasons why.
You should consider these decisions carefully.
But tell me something, when did you sign Trotti's release papers?
Before I came here to see you.
And you did this knowing you'd have to drop the case against him?
The kid is innocent. -Since when?
The testimonies of my son and the others have confirmed his alibi.
Their statements are there. -What testimonies?
You actually believe them?
Any fool can see they're lying!
I also accepted the evidence against Trotti, supplied by the police, in good faith.
It's a pointless gesture...
Because your colleague who will continue the investigation...
Can always have Trotti re-arrested, if he gives us the opportunity.
I doubt it. My decision to release that kid...
Is a useful warning to whoever substitutes me.
You are incredibly presumptuous.
No,I'am not presumptuous, especially now.
Believe me, in my career I have condemned people...
...to hundreds of years of prison.
Now I'm scared that i may have also condemned innocent people.
When a judge realizes he was about to send an innocent man to prison for life...
...that judge will be oppressed by doubt for the rest of his life.
And that judge isn't capable of serving your justice any more.
You're right.
You're not needed any more.
You believe you've discovered the doubt...
That you already knew, because we all know it here...
But you're not needed any more because...
You don't have any faith in justice any more.
I never want to pass judgement again.
Never again.
From now on, I want to start to understand...
I want to understand why so many youths are against us?
Behind the ideas we refuse, are our children...
Their certainties, their confusion, often their crimes...
I want to find an explanation for each one of their crimes...
Not a sentence, I want to unite myself to their problems.
I don't want to be alone.