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What should we do now he's dead?
We stop talking and start doing.
Orders were to take him and bring him in alive.
You follow the rules or get out.
The rules...
Ten years ago,
the day you took us you know where,
you lost us all a brother,
and whatever dignity I had left.
Yet when I look at you, you're still here.
I've found something to cling to.
Hatred.
An old copper mine a few miles from here
with a massive pit full of sulfuric acid and toxic metals.
Send a team to throw his body in there.
Nothing should be left of that pathetic low life.
As for the rest...
Either you're a responsible officer who leads his troops,
or... we wipe the table and change the place settings.
Maybe I had blind faith in qualities you no longer have.
When are you going to put me back in my box?
Only Yukov could lead us to Munro...
Yukov had nothing more to tell us.
Well, we'll never know.
If you've got a plan B, I'm willing to listen.
SIRIUS'S REQUIEM
The same wound each time:
a five-centimeter hole
with no exit wound.
It looks more like a surgical operation than an execution.
Dr. Collins is examining one of the bodies.
We'll learn some more from her report.
What about the children?
Same thing, Except...
There are no girls, only boys between 10 and 15.
Same in the first truck: men of all ages
but no women under 40.
Yukov might have been able to shed some light.
Anyway, the pictures prove the Black Squad is behind this shit.
I reckon it's proof enough to bring Munro down.
Pictures are only proof if we can justify them.
Munro isn't in any of them.
We need witnesses and a better investigation to prove it.
We'll have to identify all the bodies we found in there.
- Can we? - It'll take time, but we should manage.
Find out about "Block 13", too.
What are we doing about Munro?
Are we just going to leave him to it?
First, we'll destabilize him
by showing these pictures to the public and Prometheus' leaders.
I want him to know we're onto him.
Yeah? How will you do that, then?
By pirating these pictures onto all the screens in town.
The system's code-protected
and no one's ever got in there, so...
Easier to masturbate in boxing gloves.
One of you has to be up to it.
I know someone.
But it'll take more than a boot up the ass to get him here.
You're looking good for a corpse!
Death didn't want me. What could I do?
You're no good at it.
Let me do it next time.
No return ticket, I swear.
What was that funeral about?
Another of Reinhardt's jokes?
I didn't ask for that. I'm here... and I need you.
Since when?
You don't need anybody.
Or you left some of your memory in your grave,
such as what happens if people come with you.
I can help you find your sister.
We'll know soon where she's being held.
Ever heard of Block 13?
Was the Route 67 convoy you?
What's "S.Z."?
The guy who fucks you in your shower every day?
Yes or no?
I'm just asking you to help me for an honorable cause.
How much does it pay?
Less than a cop's wages,
more than what you get here playing the lawman.
I'll do it. For my sister.
Then I’m gone and I'll never see you again.
They're waiting.
Hello, Diane.
I just wanted to make sure you have everything you need.
Have you seen Lou today?
Yes.
How is she?
Better. She's making progress.
Her doctors are optimistic.
In a few weeks, she'll be clear.
You'll see.
I suppose you didn't just come to ask after my daughter.
No, I also wanted to apologize' for the other evening.
Something came over me.
You wanted to screw me.
Do you hate me?
There are so many other things I should hate you for...
your support for Munro,
your involvement in this despicable project...
People can do things they don't necessarily approve of.
So what is your motivation
for carrying out this project?
Its scope.
Do you realize what will happen if we succeed?
What about you?
I don't have any choice, as you very well know,
You could pretend, play for time.
And risk my daughter's life?
It has its benefits.
See past Munro's security spiel.
Think of survival, too.
We're lacking raw materials, Low City is overpopulated,
this will make us recover abandoned territory.
If we succeed, it will be thanks to our Mekas.
What abandoned territory do you mean?
The zones declared contaminated.
They were irradiated. Life expectancy is three days, maximum.
How dare you think of sending soldiers there?
Thanks for agreeing to join our ranks.
I know working with your former partners doesn't fill you with joy,
but you're on the right side and we'll thank you for it.
Keep your fancy speeches for police recruits, I'm not interested.
What do I have to do?
I do it. you pay, we both forget about it.
You've infiltrated a terrorist organization before.
That all began with planning a series of mass attacks
in the main nerve centers of all the main European capitals.
Thanks to your work, we were able to foil their plan
for one of the worst disasters in the history of terrorism.
We're going to need your IT skills once more
to infiltrate Prometheus' intranet system.
Is that all?
We've managed to find the one terminal
Prometheus uses to broadcast its information onto our screens.
All you have to do is log on while we overpower the Black Squad.
We reckon you'll need less than five minutes.
No problem holding them.
Like 10 years ago.
Glad you're still alive.
Where the fuck were you, Charly?
Doing my job.
Your job is making sure your workers are safe.
Or at least protecting them.
Found Bianchi yet?
I was going to ask you that.
You should go out there.
We could get a federal investigation opened
and ask the prosecutor to speak to Munro.
The prosecutor is an Prometheus' side.
He'll never bite the hand that feeds him.
So, what should we do?
Wait to get Bianchi's head back in a box?
By the way...
That's the man who was beheaded in the shower.
Victor Grinko,
a former lieutenant of Yukov's.
Do we know why he went to that girl's?
We know what you went there for too.
You had no right to go in without a federal warrant.
I guess you had a reason for taking the risk.
Here.
Identify anybody you can.
What is it?
Never mind.
Name, surname, address and profile.
You can get rid of Bianchi's stuff too.
His stand-in will start soon.
What stand-in?
Until now, we only ever replaced dead people.
Bianchi is still alive, I'm sure of it.
Alive, maybe, but in what state?
The uniform you wear
doesn’t mean you don't have to knock on a door for it to be opened,
I believe.
My uniform does however mean
I don't have to put up with sarcasm from an old policeman
stinking of alcohol, who may be "retired" early.
Get out of my office.
I'll leave when you give me
a copy of the report you wrote two years ago,
After a police Special Interventions weapons warehouse was held up.
Why should I give it to you?
It was filed under a fruitless investigation.
That's just it.
After an unpleasant incident for one of my units,
I would like to have it in order to direct new searches.
What if I refuse?
If you refuse, you will be court-martialled
for infringing police procedure
that is part of an investigation on a convoy attack
and the hanging of four soldiers.
You can access all the federal files and all the data in them.
Why come this far?
You are the sole owner of the access code for that file.
I hope for your sake you haven't forgotten it.
FILE DESTROYED
Sorry.
You have just made a serious mistake, Commandant.
Life is unfair.
Some get home late to a wretched two-bed flat
that their salary barely pays for,
and others, little whores like you, spend their days lying about
in luxury apartments, all paid for.
All they have to do is suck their man's dick
and spend their time smoking, sniffing and emptying mini-bars.
It's unfair, don't you think?
Security...
I am the security man.
From now on, your security is me.
So much beauty serving evil...
How would your friend Yukov like you screwing a female cop?
Don't worry, he's probably dead.
Or praying to the Devil to end it all.
He was taken this morning.
A mysterious soldier killed several of our men
and left a two-letter signature: S-Z.
S-Z. Does that mean anything to you?
Any enemies, any groups he may have worked with
Which bear or could claim those initials?
So now, the question is...
What will we do with you?
Do you agree that
since your friend Yukov is out of the way,
you are no longer of any use to us?
I'm counting on it!
I imagine you won't tell us the identity of the mysterious person
who has been trying to contact you today.
I also don't understand
why you won't just speak up now, when you'll tell us all in the end.
Some enemies can't and mustn't be attacked, Commandant.
I think you wiped the file
because it contained information.
that might lead us to the perpetrators of the Route 67 convoy attack.
And given the nerve you showed in your offices,
it is not inconceivable that you may have been involved
more or less closely in that act of terrorism.
So these are my questions for the last time:
Why did you deliberately destroy that file
and what essential information did it contain?
How about you tell me what was in the trucks?
What will you do?
Torture me to death?
You can't kill a federal police officer the way you do others in the Steps.
Dozens of witnesses saw you take me away.
If I disappear, you can't justify it.
The Department holds you accountable
Except a firing squad, for hindering a top priority military investigation
looking into the security of our Directors...
You can't prove my involvement.
Just a file destroyed inadvertently.
On the other hand,
I may possess certain information about you
that would interest several people.
There's your truth, and mine.
My truth is imposed by force,
and I'm paid for it.
I would rather not have done this.
But your arrogant and uncooperative attitude leaves me no choice.
Major Bianchi couldn't bear the post-traumatic shock.
from the very difficult conditions of his operation.
He will remain like this.
In that state.
Catatonic.
Far from life's unbearable violence and chaos.
What did you do?
He will be shot if you don't answer my questions.
Then the children
we caught in the Steps
to take part in a testing program they didn't fit into.
They're no use to us.
So now, that file.
You wouldn't dare.
First wrong answer.
He just asked me to identify the bodies.
He didn't explain where the pictures came from.
I reckon that's why he was taken off.
I recognize one of the truck girls.
A whore who covered me when I infiltrated the Deviants.
- Remember her name? - Katy Anderson.
She helped save my life, too.
Any others?
Maybe.
Where did they take him?
Charly, where was he taken?
Probably where they took Bianchi.
We're trying, but no one gives a shit.
Does the Federal Department know?
They told me they'd ask the Directors
So Bob and Charly are as good as dead, with no investigation.
I recognize some others, all prostitutes.
Let's start with them.
You should rest, Elie.
Got a gun for me?
In the car.
This is Munro.
What is it?
Hello?
Our friend spoke.
Perfect.
Don't move!
All clear.
I'm in the system.
Sniper group 1, they're on all sides.
Jesus. where are they all coming from?
Get a move on!
Foetus to Sirius, what's going on?
They won't hold out for long.
I'm doing what I can.
Partner down! Partner down!
We're off.
The bastards are everywhere!
Move back! Move back!
Sirius? Saber? Answer!
We have to get out! Get out!
Janko, get out, I'm covering you.
Get a fuckin' move on!
Move it! Move it!
The bastards are fuckin' everywhere!
This is a message from Section Zero.
Your families are being murdered. Don't trust the Black Squad.
The Black Squad murders,
Munro and his army will kill you.
They want to wipe you out.
We're here to save you.
This is a message from Section Zero.
Your families are being murdered. Don't trust the Black Squad.
The Black Squad murders.
Munro and his army will kill you.
They're here to wipe you out. '
We're here to save you.
Christ, Elie!
Where are the others?
Gone.
Gone where?
At a fallback base in the Black Zone, 30 kilometers from here.
We moved what we could.
I'll destroy the rest
Fuck that.
What was that fuck-up all about?
Charly was captured by the Black Squad.
He grassed us up.
You were already there, it was too late to warn you.
Lucy's hurt, what do we do?
Medical aid has been set up at the new camp.
This will lay out the route for you to get there.
And you?
Those bastards will soon show up.
Shall we go?
Then do what you can.
Explain why you let her go?
She's my daughter.
They took her when she was 2.
I thought I'd never see her again.
They took her? How?
They do tests at birth to find gifted children.
She was perfect for what they wanted.
I thought I'd get out of it, but one day they came.
And her father?
Died before she was born.
How did you recognize her?
I gave her that scar on her cheek.
If we don't soon find a solution, none of us will survive this horror.
So we must prove Munro's direct involvement
in that vile trade.
Throw him to the lions.
The torturer to his victims.
How can you be sure we won't be soiled too?
The pack just needs one wounded animal.
Once they're satisfied, you can hunt on your patch again.
We will be judged on the Meka program, Karl.
We've promised them an invincible Meka army
to recover abandoned territories
and for now, all we have is psychopathic killers.
Uncontrollable.
Hooked on Chimaera.
Munro knows it. That's his hold on us.
Before sacrificing him, we'd best decide how to replace him.
Diane Becker's research results are encouraging.
Soon we will no longer need drugs to control the Mekas,
and when that happens we won't need Munro either.
How did you get in?
I admire how calm and casual you are, Colonel,
with Low City and the Steps about to rebel.
Like me, you've seen the pictures on all our screens.
How could you organize such an outrage
without realizing I would know about it?
Those are propaganda images,
designed to upset public opinion
and misused by vulgar terrorists.
We have arrested one of their presumed leaders:
a corrupt police officer, Charles Reinhardt...
My men are interrogating him as I speak.
You don't understand, Colonel. Those pictures exist.
Everyone can see what you are and I refuse to condone it.
I will have to open an investigation
to calm public opinion and reassure the members of our Directors.
You will be the one to lead it.
You will have to prove it's a masquerade
and bring back the organizers' heads
to avoid disorder.
which would affect the completion of our project.
Have an excellent day.
- Yes? - Where are you?
With our friend, who clearly doesn't understand
why we're here and has been rather uncooperative
since we got here.
Kill him.
And meet me in Block 13. I'll explain.
Very well.
Would you please step outside with me?
You know what they say?
A man facing death can see if he deserves to live.
We'll find them in the end.
All of them.
Your death is useless.
I'll give you a name.
Their leader's. You won't believe me.
Go on.
Sirius Becker.
He died in front of me. You're wasting my time.
Take me to his grave and see.
Then I'll give you the others.
All this is pointless.
We managed to show the pictures, doesn't that count?
What next?
People will forget.
It's the only thing they're allowed to do: forget.
She lost a lot of blood. She must rest.
Anyway, thanks for getting me out of it.
What's the next step?
We find where they've got Charly and get him back.
Why go and get that bastard?
He made us lose six men.
Think it's worth risking our lives for a dead man?
- We don't know he's dead. - We don't know he's alive.
So what's your plan?
You and your fat gob...
Get it right, Doc, my ass is sensitive
So all your cellmates have said...
The chip will be active for 48 hours.
Then it'll dissolve in your blood
and you'll be on your own.
Sure it's undetectable?
That's what the tests prove, yes.
If the tests are as effective as our operations so far,
we can get out our spades and start digging.
The plan'll never work.
Too risky.
It's the only way to save Charly
You know what it cost me last time.
I may have caused my only remaining friend's death,
my whole estate's requisitioned and there's a price on my head.
I've lost everything,
except the strength to see it through.
For that, I need you.
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