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Cheers.

Not all of it.

Again.

More.

- More!

- Come on.

Just finish this.

I can't take it anymore! Stop it!

Go on!

You have one night to get hold

of Peretti's nephew.

Then we'll forget the whole thing.

Yes?

Now?

Sir, sorry to bother you but

a certain Lily Mariani wants to see you.

Let her in.

His name is Fabrizio Mandonado.

- How long have you been seeing him?

- 6 months.

What happened to your eye?

He's got a new friend.

An older one.

Yesterday Fabrizio wanted me

to go with him. I refused to.

I'll handle that little sh*t.

What's his name?

His name is Calazzi.

Is that Franck Calazzi?

Yes.

- Why is Fabrizio hanging around with him?

- Franky promised him a club of his own.

It's absolutely necessary that you

get out from all of this, Lily.

I know but it's tough,

you don't know how that is.

Yes, I know.

I knew someone with the

same kind of problem.

Heroin?

No, it was gambling for him, but it's one

b*tch of a drug that too, you know?

He loved those moments when

you can lose everything.

But he got out of it, and ended up

living a good life after all.

Are you talking about yourself?

- What's he doing here?

- Waiting for you, he insisted.

I have a feeling that guy is gonna

seriously be on our asses.

Charles Peretti,

does he tell you something?

I heard he retired.

So they say.

Do you know his family's history?

His father was in the Bastia mafia.

He invested money in

Marseilles after the war.

He went under several fake names, the

most known was Joseph Pietri, "Big Joe".

- Yes, a top class knucklehead.

- That's right.

He'd put his daughter in charge

of his business.

- Then what?

- I haven't finished.

Letitia, Charles' sister,

kept an eye on the business...

...along with her son, a cheap thug

by the name of Fabrizio Maldonado.

He made a new friend and they're

inseparable apparently.

He's the link between his uncle,

the chemist, and the clan Zampa.

The procurator authorized the tailing.

You stay glued to him, alright?

Gentlemen, good night.

Look at that.

How can you respect a girl who

goes around half naked.

Hey! It's OK, he's with me.

- Thanks, Franky.

- What "Thanks"?

We're happy to work with your uncle.

We'd like to show him our appreciation,

have you got any idea?

I don't know, Corsican sausages maybe?

- "Corsican sausages"?

- That'll be good.

No, YOU are good.

- Get yourself a drink, come on.

- Thanks, Franky.

Who's the redhead over there?

She's "Madman" s girlfriend.

I've never seen her.

Doesn't he know it's a private party?

Well, he's taking her everywhere lately.

From what I see, he's right to do it,

don't you think?

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