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<p=2>November 5th, 1100 8:10 P.M.</>

Is everybody here?

Look behind you. The whole street belongs to us... an awe-inspiring pack of wolves.

Good. No one should miss the Carnevale.

The weapons?

The secret weapon caches have been opened by the Don's orders. Guns, bombs, staves, crossbows... everything is fair game.

Good! But remember the most important thing—keep your mask on.

Nobody cares who's behind the mask, which famiglia they're from. Nothing you do will be punished.

Carnevale—Siracusa's greatest festival!

Cut down our foes! All the famiglie that oppose us will be swept aside! Nothing shall stand in our way in Siracusa!

What about the officials of the city hall? They're even worse than the other famiglie, those slugs that keep babbling about their lofty ideals.

The courthouse is right there behind us. They can sit and watch in that proud white tower of theirs... or get a crossbow bolt in their throat if they don't behave.

I like the sound of that!

Do you smell it in the wind? It's the smell of blood, just waiting for a chance to spill...

Tonight, there is no Grey Hall, there are no laws, no rules, no order. Tomorrow, there will be a new order in Siracusa, starting with this new city—

Alright, I think the speech has gone on for long enough.

I'm—er... Noemi! Trainee officer at the Nuova Volsinii Police Department!

Look around you! There is nowhere to run!

According to the New Urban Management Act, even members of the Dodici Famiglie must undergo a background check and standard registration prior to entering Nuova Volsinii.

Your previous acts of violence are on record, and the violence that you are planning will not go unpunished. Illegal ownership and usage of weapons is a serious crime!

Where do you think you are? Here, er, *ahem*...

Nuova Volsinii has no place for famiglie!

Cut!

I thought I had it all memorized. I don't know why...

There are only a few days until the Carnevale, Noemi. We need to finish this soon.

Sorry, I didn't think that my first task as a trainee would be shooting a movie...

Are you nervous because of the camera, or because the scene in front of you looks real?

If it's the former—look at these blokes here. I'm nervous that they'll let slip the names of their favorite pizzerias while trying to say their lines.

I worked at my papa's pizzeria before I started police school...

Anyway, you look good on screen and have a decent memory. You're the best one for the job.

If it's the latter—you're a graduate of Siracusa's first police academy. You're gonna have to stare into the eyes of the wise guys at some point. It's your job.

B-Both, I guess...

I promised Papa that I'd finish my training and become a cop. I'll get my job done, whatever it is!

Please let me have another go!

Alright, Venezians, here we go for another take.

*Moan*—

3, 2, 1, action!

...What do you think?

What answer would you like to hear?

Maybe the actors playing the mafiosi should act more intimidating? Show just how far Nuova Volsinii has come?

Or maybe you don't like how Venezia Trucking is involved in the filming? But at least they have not attempted to challenge Nuova Volsinii's New Urban Management Act.

They're just providing 'employees' as extras. They didn't even ask for ad space in the promotional video...

You know I'm not doing this because I like it.

I don't know, you look pretty happy in the limelight.

Signore! It's almost time to shoot your speech!

Be right there!

I-I'll make sure they know I'm just the Acting Mayor...

Not for long, though.

A grand festival, formal inauguration as mayor, a promotional video, your face in every corner of the city, so that no one would miss it...

We've talked about this, Lavinia.

We've done a lot in this new city. We've founded a new city hall, enacted the New Urban Management Act, and put into place policies that exclude the mafioso order...

But we have yet to face the big questions head-on—from Signora Sicilia, and the other famiglie that have designs on the new city.

Is there a better time than now?

Here, at the one-year anniversary of Nuova Volsinii, we have invited all citizens, even friends from abroad, to come to Nuova Volsinii.

We have revived the word Carnevale, which has not been used in the last half-century, and given it new meaning, in order to demonstrate...

This country can and will change the old things that bind it, and it starts with this city.

But how will painting a target on your back contribute to all that you've said?

We need a banner...

And the famiglie of Siracusa are waiting for a target that they can attack and harm.

Just because the famiglie have kept a low profile doesn't mean they've given up on controlling this city. They have their eyes on you.

...I'm not afraid of them.

I won't let them have their way, not again...

I know how you feel, Leon, but what we need right now is not a reckless declaration of war.

You need to protect yourself. I don't want to see you...

Signore! Are you ready?

C-Coming!

The trucks will have to be returned to the union as soon as the shooting is done. They're needed for the festival preparations.

I know, half a day is as much as the union can give us. Don't worry, it's all been arranged.

I need to go. A lot to do at the courts.

Is there trouble?

Nothing major. Some issues with a few companies' registrations.

Their nose for loopholes in the law would put my law school classmates to shame.

About dinner—

There's leftover pasta in the fridge. Help yourself.

No... what I mean is...

I promised to join Demetri for dinner tonight... I can't avoid him forever.

Take care of yourself, Leon.

Keep an eye on the camera's indicator light, Signore. We can begin when you're ready.

Alright.

Good evening, citizens.

It is my honor to speak to you today as a citizen of Nuova Volsinii.

I bring you an invitation—

Welcome to a new era for Siracusa.

H-Here!

I had to walk five blocks and stand in a queue to buy this salami. And this wine is the best from Nonno's collection... he's not in any shape to drink anymore.

Good, little tailor, you're a good kid.

There's so little to do at night in Nuova Volsinii. In the old days, on a night like this... hehe.

(Cocky whistling)

(Awkward whistling)

Eh, cut it out, Luchino! It's so damn dumb.

I warned you last time when you tried to show off the jargon you learned from movies—

Imitating a mafioso doesn't make you one. Besides... just get real, and stick to tailoring.

...Yes sir.

Alright, you got your wine and salami. I got to go.

Going already? Thought you'd be pestering us for stories about the famiglia again.

Nonno found out that I was hanging out with you. He doesn't want—

Ha! And you want to be somebody?

What are you doing outside, Luchino?

The cops are stepping up their patrols ahead of the Carnevale. Don't let them catch you roaming on the streets.

...Nonno's calling.