Blocco 181 (2022–…): Season 1, Episode 2 - Episode #1.2 - full transcript
Shit. It's almost eleven.
What am I going to tell them, now?
I can't believe Bea stole my coke.
Hey, slow down.
There she is.
- How much have you got, in there?
- 40 pieces.
I have about ten deliveries,
but there's always more.
She's not stupid. She knows
it's worth loads of money.
Pulguita!
Can you take me for a ride?
It's so hot, here.
Where the hell is she going now?
Get over it.
She screwed you over.
- What the fuck are they doing?
- I don't know. Stay with them.
Shit, shit, shit!
Very good boy.
Good boy.
Tell me.
What the fuck is going on?
I got four messages,
saying we're not delivering.
What do you mean?
I fucking well mean
they're waiting for the delivery,
and no one's come yet!
I'll take care of it, Lorenzo.
You tell them to stay calm. Ok?
Like shit, they're gonna stay calm!
You have just one responsibility:
the delivery boys.
Seems like you're not up to it.
Am I wrong?
If you organize a party, the catering
can't get there when it's over!
Always on time, fucking trustworthy!
That's what they pay us for!
Am I right?
Send me the names
of the ones who called.
Let's see who's the asshole
that's ruining our night.
What a shitty week.
If our guys start fucking things up,
too, we'll lose everything.
I'll take care of it. Ok?
So, I have no reason to worry?
Go back to sleep.
There's no more vodka.
Fuck!
Does that still hurt?
- Bea...
- Pulga, I need to ask you a favor.
Whatever you want.
Listen...
Can I borrow your scooter?
I need to go somewhere.
Can you please not ask me
any questions?
- It's ok. I can take you there.
- No.
I need to go there on my own.
Shit. I knew it! It's Snake.
What should I do? Just not answer?
What are you talking about?
Buy some time.
But I'm already late. If I tell him
I lost the coke, he's gonna kill me.
If you don't answer,
you're dead anyway.
Hey, Snake.
I know, I'm late.
You're right. I had an accident,
but it's all good now.
I started my rounds late,
but I'm getting back on schedule.
Yeah, ok.
I'll give you a call. Bye.
- What's going on?
- Ask her.
All there?
- It's all here.
- I could have kept it, asshole.
Shit!
I'm late with all the deliveries.
I should be in three places
at the same time.
I'll help you with the deliveries.
Give me the ones you want,
tell me where to go.
I want to see how this works.
I can do
Piazza Piemonte and Magenta.
Take Bea to Farini and the Station.
You fucking kidding me?
She's gonna steal my radio.
I'm in deep shit!
If I miss my deliveries,
Snake will kill me for real.
I'm more than two hours late.
If you don't help me, I'm fucked.
- I don't need a driver.
- Fine. You can walk.
Mahdi, please.
I need you to help me.
- I sent you the addresses.
- Yeah, but how does it work?
The most important thing
is customer care.
They have to be happy
they got their coke from us.
Hi.
Thank you.
Doesn't seem too difficult.
Let's see what you think
at the end of the night.
Hi.
Come in.
You're new. What's your name?
Mary.
He is getting married tomorrow.
Congratulations.
Sorry for the delay.
We have more stuff, guys.
Did they bitch about you being late?
No, not at all.
I call you at 9 pm and you get here
at 2 am? This is useless.
You're right. Some problems came up.
How can we sort this out?
Who the fuck are you?
If I wanted a whore,
I would have called another number.
Give me the money
and I'll pretend I didn't hear that.
Asshole.
Forget about him.
I gave him one piece less.
Hello?
Sorry there were problems
with the delivery.
Let's say, next time it's on us. Ok?
A girl and a... ?
Yes, you're right.
We should have informed you.
Our usual delivery man
had a problem.
I thought you'd never get here.
I was getting worried.
My fucking scooter.
- No time to buy a new one.
- You work too much.
This week,
I only saw you for the coke.
You're right, sorry.
Wanna stay for a while?
If you're hungry,
I've got a lasagna here that...
I'd love to, Matte, but I still
have lots of deliveries to do.
Clients go mad if I'm late.
What?
You have no problems
selling this shit.
You've just bought four pieces!
Come on, don't lecture me.
If I don't do this job,
someone else will.
Don't waste your life, Ludo.
We'll get together in the week.
I promise.
It was so easy.
Let's do it again.
I knew you guys would have fun.
It's a shitty job.
Delivery boys are
the lowest ring on the ladder.
They don't earn much
and take all the risk,
because they're the only ones
with coke on them.
Only an idiot would be happy
to do it. No offense.
None taken.
Nice of you to give me a hand.
I dunno, what's more idiotic, this...
or being you friendly
neighborhood fascist's watchdog?
Talking about idiotic jobs.
Now I should be the one
who's offended.
You should find some new friends.
You seem less of an asshole
than them.
You see?
She saw right through you.
Mahdi doesn't want anyone
to see he has a heart.
He loves his uncle so much.
He's the boss's nephew.
So you're an important guy.
Fuck off, both of you.
He really did get offended.
Just because I used the word "heart".
Hey, listen to this!
Catch you tomorrow.
Where are you going?
- Are you pissed off for real?
- No, it's late.
Bea's right.
We have to do this again.
There's too many assholes out there.
We're better than them.
We'll talk again, ok?
See you tomorrow.
That's just how he is.
I kicked him in the balls.
Did he deserve it?
I don't know.
Yes.
Mahdi's not like the other guys
in the block.
And he's not like his uncle,
who's a piece of shit.
He's straightforward and sincere.
He always says what he thinks.
You have no idea
how many times he's saved my ass.
How would you say, an honest man?
Un hombre hecho y derecho.
What did you say?
- Un hombre...
- Un hombre...
hecho...
hecho...
- ...y derecho.
- ...y derecho.
Have you known him for a long time?
Since junior high school.
How did you become friends?
Why don't you ask him
all these questions?
My parents were afraid
I'd turn into a preppie,
like my classmates at San Carlo.
What a bitch!
- Wanna hear this story, or not?
- Yes.
On Saturdays
they took me to play football
in the parish centre
run by a progressive priest,
right where Mahdi lived.
That's where I met him.
They wanted you to mingle
with the poor people?
But then, you came back here.
I'm off now.
No!
He misses you already.
Hey!
I no longer have the scooter.
Ok.
Where has Siguanaba been?
I already have people
checking on me, Pulguita.
I don't need another guardian.
No...
I just wanted to check
if you were ok.
Pulguita...
You need a girl with no troubles.
Believe me, they're not going
to bother us anymore.
- What about the police?
- Gone already.
They don't give a shit about
an immigrant that gets beaten up.
Especially around here.
So everything's fine.
- Like it always has been.
- It's not that easy, Rizzo.
Those guys grew up in violence.
Nothing scares them.
- So?
- Let's move the warehouse.
What is that supposed to mean?
I've always covered your ass.
We've been here for years,
and we've never had any problems.
Plus, moving would be complicated.
Maybe, but things change.
Keep an eye on the Misa, Rizzo,
and make sure the warehouse is safe.
- Really safe.
- Since when does he give the orders?
Why don't you go open the shop?
You sure I have nothing
to worry about, Nicola?
So you're listening to him, now?
Take it easy.
- This is our neighborhood, right?
- Yours.
I already hated it ten years ago,
when I left.
But now,
can't you smell how bad it stinks?
You walk around,
and there's not one Italian in sight.
In the end, it seems normal.
But believe me,
it isn't.
It's a shithole.
You're lucky I decided to stay.
Play it again!
Turn the volume down.
Turn it down a bit. Nacho gets angry
if he knows I'm rehearsing.
Fuck Nacho. He's an asshole.
Again?
I've already told you he's jealous
because he cares about me.
LUDO: When will I see you?
How are you, you slut?
Why?
What do you mean, why?
You don't talk much.
Looks like you want to be alone.
No, I'm ok.
Are you?
You can bullshit Pulga, not me.
Usual story.
Victor makes me angry, I don't want
to do what he asks me to do.
It's ok, but he's the boss.
My brother is the boss.
He's just an asshole giving orders
whilst Ricardo's away.
Maybe you're wrong.
Victor is a good boss.
He's strong, determined...
Oh, shit!
- You'd like to fuck with Victor!
- Of course not!
- What are you saying?
- Celeste!
I told you that's not true!
Don't you even joke about it.
Forget about him.
Victor is an asshole.
If Nacho wants to strangle you,
he'd been the one keeping you still.
Celeste!
Celeste, shall we go?
Shit! What time is it?
Like every Sunday,
we're here to thank
the almighty God who in all his glory
watches over his beloved children.
- Hallelujah.
- Hallelujah.
Let us adore our God
who defeated death.
Jesus is seated
at the right hand of God
He's seated on a throne
surrounded by light
He has fiery eyes
and his face is like the sun
His voice is like a dream
when he speaks
Rosario is smiling again.
May God bless you for what
you're doing for her and her family.
I'm only doing
what a good Christian would do.
I know.
It's not as easy as it seems.
Unity in the faith and family
is a precious power.
- As precious as peace and quiet.
- What are you talking about, Yohan?
We grow when we're at peace
and our lives improve.
Our lives improve
when we don't surrender.
Victor, I know what happened.
They need to know you want peace.
You can't fight fire with fire.
It only leads to tears and pain.
Jesus wants union and harmony.
Don't worry, Yohan.
Jesus is in my heart guiding me.
This God defeated death
with fiery eyes,
and a face that looks like the sun.
Is everything ok?
We're setting up a security team
for Lorenzo's warehouse.
It has to be discrete, and simple.
We're also going
to keep an eye on the Misa.
I gave my word there wouldn't be
any problems and I want to keep it.
Ok?
You're starting tonight,
at the pizzeria.
Later, Mahdi will work out the shifts
for the next few nights.
You can go now.
- What's wrong?
- There's a problem.
Mancuso, in 1F.
- He's late with the rent?
- He's beating his wife.
And according to you,
that's our problem.
I don't care what happens
inside the flats,
as long as they keep paying.
And you don't care either.
Is that clear?
- Morning.
- Ludovico. I'm here for Isa Bellini.
Let me check.
Room number 11, over there.
What are you doing?
Checking if I'm still breathing?
You scared the shit out of me.
I thought you were asleep.
I've been sleeping for three days,
nonstop.
I'm not even really sure
what day it is.
It's Sunday, it's sunny out,
maybe 30 degrees.
Ok.
I brought pretty much
everything you asked for.
Did mom drop by?
- Maybe. Didn't she come home?
- If she did, I didn't notice.
I haven't seen her in quite a while.
She's probably back in Vistorta,
- milking cows and talking to trees.
- Did you bring cigarettes?
I thought you quit.
Your face looks different.
You look like yourself again.
Maybe you needed to sleep
for a month.
I don't know either,
but at the end of the day
I'm glad I came.
I kinda miss you,
but I think you're happy in here,
with all these lunatics.
You must be the mayor
of the clinic by now.
Moron.
I have pills for lunch and dinner,
and I do two hours of sessions
every day.
Some days I don't have
anything to say to the doc.
- So I just make things up.
- Like what?
Things...
I'm just happy
you look like yourself again.
But as soon as you
want to come home, call me.
I'll rent a unicorn that farts
rainbows and get you out of here.
How does she seem to you?
Fine, but she's a sneaky one.
She can even fool me.
- How does she seem to you?
- Better.
But for now we've just kind
of patched things up.
She has to decide if she wants
to do a 100-meter sprint,
or run a marathon.
If she wants to get better
for a few weeks,
maybe a couple months,
or if we really want
to get her feeling better.
I can't keep her here.
It works now,
but it's scaring me a bit.
This morning the water was cold.
Can you smell gas?
I'll send you Pimienta. It's best
to check these things properly.
Would you like a coffee?
Thanks, but I need
to go back to the others.
It only takes a few seconds.
Come on, make her happy.
- Ok.
- Celeste, get some biscuits out.
- How many?
- All of them.
And the cups, too.
Do you mind?
Rosario was disappointed
you didn't come to church.
- It's a time to be together.
- Why?
Aren't we together enough already?
I'm very sad that you're like this.
Looks like you no longer give a shit
about your family and Misa.
I already have an older brother,
Victor.
And you'll never be
half the man he is.
Would you like
a little bit of Rum in your coffee?
You're spoiling me now,
Mama Rosario.
I'll have a bit of Rum.
Hey, Snake.
I dropped by to pick up.
Where's Hakim?
If it's about last night,
I took care of everything.
Look.
Who did deliveries for you?
Forget about this pizzeria,
about all the pizzerias in Milan.
And tell your friends to do the same.
It's better for you.
Is that clear?
- I can't hear you.
- It's clear.
What were we doing, Hakim?
You have to find another job.
Like breaking the locks off
apartment doors with you?
No, thanks.
I like this job.
And I'm even good at it.
But I have to find another supplier.
I've been sick of Snake
and Lorenzo for a while now.
- Me too, of Victor.
- I'm sick of you two complaining.
It's not as though
anything's going to change.
You'd also like to tell
your uncle to fuck off.
Why don't we do coke delivery?
I'm not kidding.
I'm serious.
Well, I can come up
with some customers.
Oh, come off it.
No, wait, I know where they are
and how to find more of them.
What about the coke?
No, no.
Why not? Think about it.
It's very easy.
All we need is 50 pieces,
to get started.
Stealing Lorenzo's coke
out of a warehouse guarded by Rizzo?
You're both insane!
- It's a pizzeria, Mahdi.
- Yes, Bea.
And it's guarded. Even more
after your friends screw it up.
But you know who's guarding it,
and how.
You know the building, how it's made.
40, 50 pieces, what the fuck!
They won't even notice.
Give us a chance,
it'll be like playing a game.
Let's see if it works.
Mahdi?
- You don't owe Rizzo anything.
- That's not true.
You're not like him.
Hey, it's me!
What the fuck are you doing?
I came out to see
what all the noise was.
The whole thing stinks
of South America to me.
- How long is this gonna take?
- Do you want to do this?
Gotcha!
LUDO: Done!
Don't say anything to Rizzo.
- Let's make a start!
- We're supposed to sell it?
Don't worry about that.
You're a genius!
A fucking genius!
What got into you?
Huh?
Now they're really going to kill us.
What am I going to tell them, now?
I can't believe Bea stole my coke.
Hey, slow down.
There she is.
- How much have you got, in there?
- 40 pieces.
I have about ten deliveries,
but there's always more.
She's not stupid. She knows
it's worth loads of money.
Pulguita!
Can you take me for a ride?
It's so hot, here.
Where the hell is she going now?
Get over it.
She screwed you over.
- What the fuck are they doing?
- I don't know. Stay with them.
Shit, shit, shit!
Very good boy.
Good boy.
Tell me.
What the fuck is going on?
I got four messages,
saying we're not delivering.
What do you mean?
I fucking well mean
they're waiting for the delivery,
and no one's come yet!
I'll take care of it, Lorenzo.
You tell them to stay calm. Ok?
Like shit, they're gonna stay calm!
You have just one responsibility:
the delivery boys.
Seems like you're not up to it.
Am I wrong?
If you organize a party, the catering
can't get there when it's over!
Always on time, fucking trustworthy!
That's what they pay us for!
Am I right?
Send me the names
of the ones who called.
Let's see who's the asshole
that's ruining our night.
What a shitty week.
If our guys start fucking things up,
too, we'll lose everything.
I'll take care of it. Ok?
So, I have no reason to worry?
Go back to sleep.
There's no more vodka.
Fuck!
Does that still hurt?
- Bea...
- Pulga, I need to ask you a favor.
Whatever you want.
Listen...
Can I borrow your scooter?
I need to go somewhere.
Can you please not ask me
any questions?
- It's ok. I can take you there.
- No.
I need to go there on my own.
Shit. I knew it! It's Snake.
What should I do? Just not answer?
What are you talking about?
Buy some time.
But I'm already late. If I tell him
I lost the coke, he's gonna kill me.
If you don't answer,
you're dead anyway.
Hey, Snake.
I know, I'm late.
You're right. I had an accident,
but it's all good now.
I started my rounds late,
but I'm getting back on schedule.
Yeah, ok.
I'll give you a call. Bye.
- What's going on?
- Ask her.
All there?
- It's all here.
- I could have kept it, asshole.
Shit!
I'm late with all the deliveries.
I should be in three places
at the same time.
I'll help you with the deliveries.
Give me the ones you want,
tell me where to go.
I want to see how this works.
I can do
Piazza Piemonte and Magenta.
Take Bea to Farini and the Station.
You fucking kidding me?
She's gonna steal my radio.
I'm in deep shit!
If I miss my deliveries,
Snake will kill me for real.
I'm more than two hours late.
If you don't help me, I'm fucked.
- I don't need a driver.
- Fine. You can walk.
Mahdi, please.
I need you to help me.
- I sent you the addresses.
- Yeah, but how does it work?
The most important thing
is customer care.
They have to be happy
they got their coke from us.
Hi.
Thank you.
Doesn't seem too difficult.
Let's see what you think
at the end of the night.
Hi.
Come in.
You're new. What's your name?
Mary.
He is getting married tomorrow.
Congratulations.
Sorry for the delay.
We have more stuff, guys.
Did they bitch about you being late?
No, not at all.
I call you at 9 pm and you get here
at 2 am? This is useless.
You're right. Some problems came up.
How can we sort this out?
Who the fuck are you?
If I wanted a whore,
I would have called another number.
Give me the money
and I'll pretend I didn't hear that.
Asshole.
Forget about him.
I gave him one piece less.
Hello?
Sorry there were problems
with the delivery.
Let's say, next time it's on us. Ok?
A girl and a... ?
Yes, you're right.
We should have informed you.
Our usual delivery man
had a problem.
I thought you'd never get here.
I was getting worried.
My fucking scooter.
- No time to buy a new one.
- You work too much.
This week,
I only saw you for the coke.
You're right, sorry.
Wanna stay for a while?
If you're hungry,
I've got a lasagna here that...
I'd love to, Matte, but I still
have lots of deliveries to do.
Clients go mad if I'm late.
What?
You have no problems
selling this shit.
You've just bought four pieces!
Come on, don't lecture me.
If I don't do this job,
someone else will.
Don't waste your life, Ludo.
We'll get together in the week.
I promise.
It was so easy.
Let's do it again.
I knew you guys would have fun.
It's a shitty job.
Delivery boys are
the lowest ring on the ladder.
They don't earn much
and take all the risk,
because they're the only ones
with coke on them.
Only an idiot would be happy
to do it. No offense.
None taken.
Nice of you to give me a hand.
I dunno, what's more idiotic, this...
or being you friendly
neighborhood fascist's watchdog?
Talking about idiotic jobs.
Now I should be the one
who's offended.
You should find some new friends.
You seem less of an asshole
than them.
You see?
She saw right through you.
Mahdi doesn't want anyone
to see he has a heart.
He loves his uncle so much.
He's the boss's nephew.
So you're an important guy.
Fuck off, both of you.
He really did get offended.
Just because I used the word "heart".
Hey, listen to this!
Catch you tomorrow.
Where are you going?
- Are you pissed off for real?
- No, it's late.
Bea's right.
We have to do this again.
There's too many assholes out there.
We're better than them.
We'll talk again, ok?
See you tomorrow.
That's just how he is.
I kicked him in the balls.
Did he deserve it?
I don't know.
Yes.
Mahdi's not like the other guys
in the block.
And he's not like his uncle,
who's a piece of shit.
He's straightforward and sincere.
He always says what he thinks.
You have no idea
how many times he's saved my ass.
How would you say, an honest man?
Un hombre hecho y derecho.
What did you say?
- Un hombre...
- Un hombre...
hecho...
hecho...
- ...y derecho.
- ...y derecho.
Have you known him for a long time?
Since junior high school.
How did you become friends?
Why don't you ask him
all these questions?
My parents were afraid
I'd turn into a preppie,
like my classmates at San Carlo.
What a bitch!
- Wanna hear this story, or not?
- Yes.
On Saturdays
they took me to play football
in the parish centre
run by a progressive priest,
right where Mahdi lived.
That's where I met him.
They wanted you to mingle
with the poor people?
But then, you came back here.
I'm off now.
No!
He misses you already.
Hey!
I no longer have the scooter.
Ok.
Where has Siguanaba been?
I already have people
checking on me, Pulguita.
I don't need another guardian.
No...
I just wanted to check
if you were ok.
Pulguita...
You need a girl with no troubles.
Believe me, they're not going
to bother us anymore.
- What about the police?
- Gone already.
They don't give a shit about
an immigrant that gets beaten up.
Especially around here.
So everything's fine.
- Like it always has been.
- It's not that easy, Rizzo.
Those guys grew up in violence.
Nothing scares them.
- So?
- Let's move the warehouse.
What is that supposed to mean?
I've always covered your ass.
We've been here for years,
and we've never had any problems.
Plus, moving would be complicated.
Maybe, but things change.
Keep an eye on the Misa, Rizzo,
and make sure the warehouse is safe.
- Really safe.
- Since when does he give the orders?
Why don't you go open the shop?
You sure I have nothing
to worry about, Nicola?
So you're listening to him, now?
Take it easy.
- This is our neighborhood, right?
- Yours.
I already hated it ten years ago,
when I left.
But now,
can't you smell how bad it stinks?
You walk around,
and there's not one Italian in sight.
In the end, it seems normal.
But believe me,
it isn't.
It's a shithole.
You're lucky I decided to stay.
Play it again!
Turn the volume down.
Turn it down a bit. Nacho gets angry
if he knows I'm rehearsing.
Fuck Nacho. He's an asshole.
Again?
I've already told you he's jealous
because he cares about me.
LUDO: When will I see you?
How are you, you slut?
Why?
What do you mean, why?
You don't talk much.
Looks like you want to be alone.
No, I'm ok.
Are you?
You can bullshit Pulga, not me.
Usual story.
Victor makes me angry, I don't want
to do what he asks me to do.
It's ok, but he's the boss.
My brother is the boss.
He's just an asshole giving orders
whilst Ricardo's away.
Maybe you're wrong.
Victor is a good boss.
He's strong, determined...
Oh, shit!
- You'd like to fuck with Victor!
- Of course not!
- What are you saying?
- Celeste!
I told you that's not true!
Don't you even joke about it.
Forget about him.
Victor is an asshole.
If Nacho wants to strangle you,
he'd been the one keeping you still.
Celeste!
Celeste, shall we go?
Shit! What time is it?
Like every Sunday,
we're here to thank
the almighty God who in all his glory
watches over his beloved children.
- Hallelujah.
- Hallelujah.
Let us adore our God
who defeated death.
Jesus is seated
at the right hand of God
He's seated on a throne
surrounded by light
He has fiery eyes
and his face is like the sun
His voice is like a dream
when he speaks
Rosario is smiling again.
May God bless you for what
you're doing for her and her family.
I'm only doing
what a good Christian would do.
I know.
It's not as easy as it seems.
Unity in the faith and family
is a precious power.
- As precious as peace and quiet.
- What are you talking about, Yohan?
We grow when we're at peace
and our lives improve.
Our lives improve
when we don't surrender.
Victor, I know what happened.
They need to know you want peace.
You can't fight fire with fire.
It only leads to tears and pain.
Jesus wants union and harmony.
Don't worry, Yohan.
Jesus is in my heart guiding me.
This God defeated death
with fiery eyes,
and a face that looks like the sun.
Is everything ok?
We're setting up a security team
for Lorenzo's warehouse.
It has to be discrete, and simple.
We're also going
to keep an eye on the Misa.
I gave my word there wouldn't be
any problems and I want to keep it.
Ok?
You're starting tonight,
at the pizzeria.
Later, Mahdi will work out the shifts
for the next few nights.
You can go now.
- What's wrong?
- There's a problem.
Mancuso, in 1F.
- He's late with the rent?
- He's beating his wife.
And according to you,
that's our problem.
I don't care what happens
inside the flats,
as long as they keep paying.
And you don't care either.
Is that clear?
- Morning.
- Ludovico. I'm here for Isa Bellini.
Let me check.
Room number 11, over there.
What are you doing?
Checking if I'm still breathing?
You scared the shit out of me.
I thought you were asleep.
I've been sleeping for three days,
nonstop.
I'm not even really sure
what day it is.
It's Sunday, it's sunny out,
maybe 30 degrees.
Ok.
I brought pretty much
everything you asked for.
Did mom drop by?
- Maybe. Didn't she come home?
- If she did, I didn't notice.
I haven't seen her in quite a while.
She's probably back in Vistorta,
- milking cows and talking to trees.
- Did you bring cigarettes?
I thought you quit.
Your face looks different.
You look like yourself again.
Maybe you needed to sleep
for a month.
I don't know either,
but at the end of the day
I'm glad I came.
I kinda miss you,
but I think you're happy in here,
with all these lunatics.
You must be the mayor
of the clinic by now.
Moron.
I have pills for lunch and dinner,
and I do two hours of sessions
every day.
Some days I don't have
anything to say to the doc.
- So I just make things up.
- Like what?
Things...
I'm just happy
you look like yourself again.
But as soon as you
want to come home, call me.
I'll rent a unicorn that farts
rainbows and get you out of here.
How does she seem to you?
Fine, but she's a sneaky one.
She can even fool me.
- How does she seem to you?
- Better.
But for now we've just kind
of patched things up.
She has to decide if she wants
to do a 100-meter sprint,
or run a marathon.
If she wants to get better
for a few weeks,
maybe a couple months,
or if we really want
to get her feeling better.
I can't keep her here.
It works now,
but it's scaring me a bit.
This morning the water was cold.
Can you smell gas?
I'll send you Pimienta. It's best
to check these things properly.
Would you like a coffee?
Thanks, but I need
to go back to the others.
It only takes a few seconds.
Come on, make her happy.
- Ok.
- Celeste, get some biscuits out.
- How many?
- All of them.
And the cups, too.
Do you mind?
Rosario was disappointed
you didn't come to church.
- It's a time to be together.
- Why?
Aren't we together enough already?
I'm very sad that you're like this.
Looks like you no longer give a shit
about your family and Misa.
I already have an older brother,
Victor.
And you'll never be
half the man he is.
Would you like
a little bit of Rum in your coffee?
You're spoiling me now,
Mama Rosario.
I'll have a bit of Rum.
Hey, Snake.
I dropped by to pick up.
Where's Hakim?
If it's about last night,
I took care of everything.
Look.
Who did deliveries for you?
Forget about this pizzeria,
about all the pizzerias in Milan.
And tell your friends to do the same.
It's better for you.
Is that clear?
- I can't hear you.
- It's clear.
What were we doing, Hakim?
You have to find another job.
Like breaking the locks off
apartment doors with you?
No, thanks.
I like this job.
And I'm even good at it.
But I have to find another supplier.
I've been sick of Snake
and Lorenzo for a while now.
- Me too, of Victor.
- I'm sick of you two complaining.
It's not as though
anything's going to change.
You'd also like to tell
your uncle to fuck off.
Why don't we do coke delivery?
I'm not kidding.
I'm serious.
Well, I can come up
with some customers.
Oh, come off it.
No, wait, I know where they are
and how to find more of them.
What about the coke?
No, no.
Why not? Think about it.
It's very easy.
All we need is 50 pieces,
to get started.
Stealing Lorenzo's coke
out of a warehouse guarded by Rizzo?
You're both insane!
- It's a pizzeria, Mahdi.
- Yes, Bea.
And it's guarded. Even more
after your friends screw it up.
But you know who's guarding it,
and how.
You know the building, how it's made.
40, 50 pieces, what the fuck!
They won't even notice.
Give us a chance,
it'll be like playing a game.
Let's see if it works.
Mahdi?
- You don't owe Rizzo anything.
- That's not true.
You're not like him.
Hey, it's me!
What the fuck are you doing?
I came out to see
what all the noise was.
The whole thing stinks
of South America to me.
- How long is this gonna take?
- Do you want to do this?
Gotcha!
LUDO: Done!
Don't say anything to Rizzo.
- Let's make a start!
- We're supposed to sell it?
Don't worry about that.
You're a genius!
A fucking genius!
What got into you?
Huh?
Now they're really going to kill us.