All language subtitles for Cash.Queens.S01E01.1080p.WEB.h264-EDITH

Shall we get it for her birthday?

Of course. Remember how crazy
we were about these as kids?

Whoa, she's so stylish.

Look.

-Pediatrician Barbie is the best.
-No way.

Fashionista Barbie is so stylish.
She's got swag. Look at her face.

No, all girls dream of being a doctor.

Look at the accessories.
Two babies, a changing unit…

Exactly! It's giving me anxiety.

-You know what? Let's get both.
-No, it's too much.

Don't be stingy. You've got room.

Take it.

Forget it. It's fine. I'll pay.

What? You don't have €70 for dolls.

That's why we should only take one.

Come on, Rosa.
Let's make Sofia's kid happy for once.

Poor girl. We always show up empty-handed.

Whoa.

-Stop. We said just the gift.
-It's for my salon.

-You don't have one.
-Not yet.

-Take these bottles.
-I'm not your grocery store.

Hey, chill out.

Rosa, you're pregnant. You're invisible.

-Hello.
-Hello.

I'd like to exchange this coffee.

-Hello.
-Hello.

-That's €2.40, please.
-Okay. Can I pay by card, please?

I can't keep the beans.
I don't have a grinder.

Calm down, ma'am.

-Payment declined.
-Really? Weird.

-Insert the card?
-Okay.

I swear on my mom's life,
I'm not leaving without my ground coffee.

What rule?
I'm just saying, I've got coffee…

-Oh my God. You've lost your mucus plug.
-What?

-Your water broke. Lie down.
-No. I'd rather go to hospital.

-Please, ma'am. I'm a midwife.
-I just told you…

-I'm not leaving.
-Fetch me some gauze and water!

Hey, let me through, I'm a gynecologist!

I'll take her to the ER.
I can see the head.

-Yes.
-Get up!

Hurry up.

-Ouch!
-Hey, you can't do that!

-Let go of me.
-Calm down.

-She's pregnant!
-Calm down.

Don't touch her! She's expecting a baby.

What are you doing? Don't touch me.

-Let go!
-I'll have to use force.

-Calm down.
-It's fine. I am calm.

Arms out. I need to search you.

-Don't touch me.
-You're hurting me. That hurts.

What are you doing? Are you groping me?

He's groping me!
Is no one going to say anything?

Hey, don't touch me, you pig.

Ouch, that hurts!

Hey, her water actually broke.

No, it didn't.

I pissed on you.

CASH QUEENS

What are you doing with my brother?

We ran into him outside Leclerc.

They were stealing Barbies
for your kid's birthday.

Are you stupid?

-Wait, Sofia, I'll explain.
-No, you won't.

She's 6. She doesn't give a damn.

Where were you?

Ask your cousin. She'll explain.

Talk about good vibes.

-Mommy!
-How are you, darling?

-How was it with Auntie Sofia?
-Hey, Mom.

I'm not staying
for this baby's birthday party.

Oh yeah? You're a man,
so you don't have time for this?

-Don't laugh.
-Go have fun on the swings.

-I'll push you. Don't worry.
-You first.

-Did you leave me any candy?
-Yes.

I think you ate it all.
You smell of candy.

Who gives a damn?

Happy birthday, dear Lila

Happy birthday to you!

-Cut the cake, I'm hungry.
-There's no knife.

-Yo.
-Who wants cake?

-Me! I want a slice.
-Me.

Me, I want some.

-A Coke for me.
-I want Coke.

Fuck, that's Oualid.
Son of a bitch, what's he doing here?

-Aren't you ashamed to show up here?
-What's wrong?

Can't I give my child her gifts?

Are you kidding me? You never pay
child support. Now you're Santa?

Yeah, but I won a trifecta.
I wanted to make the kid happy.

Hey, don't ruin the party.

-Mind your own business.
-Sorry?

Say that again, and I'll tear you apart.

-How, with your fat ass?
-What'll you do with those old teeth?

-I'll knock the fat right off you.
-No, stop!

What were you gonna do
with your wooden heel?

You bunch of losers, get out of here.
Let's go. We're leaving.

Daddy!

Thank you.

I'm okay, girls.

She's so beautiful.

Thanks, Daddy. That's my dream gift.

He's a jerk for showing up like that…
with that ridiculous donkey face of his.

Next time, I'll shove that bum
into a shoebox.

Oh, yeah. Great.

Give me your hand.

What's that?

It's nothing. No worries.

Chloé, if you ever have a problem, call.
Anytime, anywhere, I'll be there.

Thanks, Kim,
but you don't need to worry about me.

-Well, my door's always open.
-Okay. Here.

-Take it. It's for you.
-Pay me at the end of the month, as usual.

I'd rather pay now. You never know.

-It's €400. Are you sure?
-Yeah, it's no problem.

Okay.

Use it wisely.

Yeah, don't you worry about that.
It'll go toward funding my salon.

Hello, Julien.

Hello, everyone.

Julien, could you increase
my credit card limit, please?

-I got declined for toothpaste.
-Actually, I need to talk to you.

Yes, I know, I'm overdrawn again.
I'm sorry.

No, Rosalie, come and sit for a minute.
Come see.

I'm sorry.

You can't spend like you used to.

Meaning?

From now on,
your spending is capped at €30 a week.

What? Why?

I'll explain.

Out of your salary of €1,053.07…

€468 will go toward paying your rent.

€127…

on electricity.

€24 for school lunches…

€120 on groceries and spending…

€314.07…

to pay off your debt,
which currently stands at €73,920.

-Wait, what debt?
-The debt from your husband's restaurant.

What's that got to do with me?
He's in prison.

Yes, I know. But you're his wife.

So you're liable.

Okay. I'll file for divorce.

It doesn't work like that.

The debt was
incurred during your marriage.

How am I meant to live on €30 a week?
Do you want me to prostitute myself?

I'm sorry. It's the law. The commission
approved your debt relief application.

What am I supposed to do? I have two kids.

Don't you get that?

-Rosa, get in position!
-I don't give a damn about the dry run.

No! Rosa. Get in position!

-I don't give a damn, Julien.
-It's not that! Rosa!

Hands up!

This is a robbery.

Okay, stop. Stop everything.
That's a no. That's bad.

That's not what I want to see.
Catherine, is that clear?

Guys, we're not playing cowboys.

I repeat. You're up against men.

So, give them the money. Comply.

It's not even your money.
So it's not worth getting shot.

Understood?
The most important thing is… security.

Great. Well done! Round of applause.

Security. Bravo.

One of them peed his pants
while we were doing an evaluation.

What is that, Mom?

I found it on AliExpress.
And it hurts like hell.

Leave your bunions alone.
You have ugly feet, accept it.

I want pretty feet too!

-I want to wear heels and strut around.
-Nour, stop playing with your food!

It's disgusting.
I'm sick of eating fish sticks.

Yeah, that's right. I'm sick of it.

-Stop. No, it's okay!
-Mom, ouch!

Put your toys away,
or next time I'll set fire to your room.

Stop threatening them like that…
Yes? Mom, open the door, please.

-I can't get up with my braces.
-Mom! Hey, calm down. I'm coming!

-It hurts!
-Hold it like this. Yes?

-It hurts, Mom. It stings.
-Be quiet.

-Yes.
-Hello.

-Hello.
-I'm Caroline Durouy.

Inspector at the Department of Health
and Social Security.

The DHSS.

-Yes?
-We've received a report of neglect.

Someone in the building? I wouldn't know.
I have three kids, a job, and no time.

A report was made about you.
May I please come in?

-Wait, who reported what?
-That's confidential.

Everything's fine, thanks.

Ma'am, you have the right
to refuse me entry, but I must record it,

and that won't work in your favor.

Thank you.

Children…

-Hello, ma'am.
-Hello.

My name is Caroline.
Carry on with what you were doing.

Raising three kids while working nights
must be tough.

I'm meeting with the principal tomorrow.

You know mold poses a danger
for children's airways?

It's the neighbor upstairs.
He had a leak six months ago.

The building's rotten because of him.

-He won't use his insurance.
-It's been like this for six months?

I'll get the work done.
I'm just waiting to be promoted.

Good.

I'll give you a month to get this sorted.

If it's not, I'll have
to take the children into custody.

Nobody's touching my kids.

That's my preference too.

Thank you for your hospitality, ma'am.

Rosa, your mount of Venus is blocked.

What is that?

I don't know. I made it up.
It sounds technical, right? I'm inspired.

-Have you taken your meds, babe?
-No!

I have a date
with a really hot guy tonight.

I wouldn't mind being a bit bipolar
if things get spicy.

Get out here, you shit.

I said, get out here.

-Hey, Sofia. What's up?
-It's the fucking neighbor.

That dog Nordine called child services.
Can you believe it?

He must've seen me
pouring milk on his balcony.

-Why would you do that?
-I want his place to rot like mine.

I have a month to fix up the apartment,
or I risk losing my kids.

What?

I need €2,000.

-Right now.
-I can't help you.

I have to live on €30 a week
for the next 20 years.

What?

Simon's money laundering
has really fucked me over.

-I need to find a second job.
-Do you want me to ask at the bakery?

-Can they pay in cash?
-No. It's a Leclerc.

-Ah, fuck.
-Forget it.

-They'll take the money at source.
-It's okay. We'll find a way.

Yeah. The solution is to deal weed.
Go-fast, jute bags, speedboat.

-All that.
-She's off her meds.

I'm not dealing for Ezéchiel.
I'd rather be a prostitute.

No offense, Rosa,
but I don't see you doing that.

I don't have time
to listen to your bullshit. Good night.

-Hello, Catherine.
-Hello.

Hello, Catherine.

Can I have the key, please?

Thank you.

Rosa, tidy up your desk quickly.
We're opening in three minutes.

Mom, we're home.

The guys come in.

In under a minute,
they put €100,000 in the ATM.

-One hundred thousand?
-Yeah.

Wow, that's a nice amount.

I've done test runs.
We give them everything, no violence.

So, you enter the bank,
help yourself, and that's it?

-Exactly.
-It's crazy how easy that sounds.

I know. It's nuts.

I wouldn't open a salon with €100,000.
I'd open a spa, sis.

Let's do it.

-Do what?
-Rob my bank.

Hey there!

Here, I got this for the kids.

Thanks, sweetie.

-And what about me?
-I got you four Big Macs.

-Do you know what we're gonna do?
-Hey!

Hey. Can't you see
we're having a grown-up conversation?

Are you serious?

The youth of today, I swear. Useless.

I'm in. Where do we start?

By keeping our mouths shut.
Not a word, Kim. Got it?

Got it.

And then?

-We need to get you a gun. I have Simon's.
-That's easy. I'll ask Ezéchiel.

Are you stupid? I don't want to ask him.
He's a piece of shit.

Okay.

Well…

We don't have to ask him.

André, bro. Is it working?

Go on, you dirty dog!

Ezéchiel, please.
I'll pay you back, I swear.

You always say that, but you never do.

I promise.
I'm having a tough time right now.

Of course you're having a tough time, bro.
Life is hard.

But you still have to behave.

Come on, I'm nice.
I don't do anything wrong.

No. You're not nice.

You don't say hello.

You hide when we come to see you.
And I see how you look at me.

You don't really respect me.

I respect you so much.

-Guys, say something.
-Shut the fuck up.

How much do you owe me? €5,000?

Yeah.

I'll let you off.

Yeah, keep it. Yeah.

Tell you what, I'll do you one better.
I'll give you 5,000.

Know what? Here it is.

-Not bad, eh?
-Go on.

Here. Hey…

I hope it makes you happy.

Thank you, Ezéchiel.

-But you stay on your feet.
-What?

I said, stay on your feet.

-I'll pay you back, Ezéchiel.
-No need.

-Stay on your feet.
-No, I'll pay you back, Ezéchiel.

Don't cheat.

-What a slap, bro.
-The asshole's not breathing.

-You told me to hit him, so I did.
-I think he's dead.

What a pain in the ass.
Why did he have to die?

Get rid of the body.

-It's okay. He's alive.
-Fuck, he's annoying me.

Put him in the cage with the dogs.
François!

Krief, visit.

You look beautiful. I missed you.

I didn't.

The debt relief has been approved.
We have to live on €30 a week.

What? What relief?

From the commercial court.

Your supplier debts were written off.
I gotta handle the rest.

-Ezéchiel will give you money.
-We're here because of Ezéchiel.

We can't trust him.

The dough I laundered,
it's the least he can do.

Babe, it'll all be over in two years.
I'll get us out of this.

Fuck me.

Oh, no. Fuck.

Something else
has been bothering me lately.

What is it?

Who's Jessica?

I don't know. Why?

The massive slut with the big boobs.

-I don't know the girl.
-Oh yeah?

So, why did Shirine spot you two
in Ezéchiel's weapons cache?

In the basement of Building B.

Shirine's a liar. The weapons cache
is stashed in the basement of Building A.

You're talking shit.

Oh yeah? Go see for yourself.
Unit 27. Go see if I'm lying.

Whatever. I don't care anyway.

That one.

Okay.

Fuck, I'm struggling.

What? Didn't you watch
the lock-picking tutorial I sent you?

I don't need it. Don't worry.

When I was 6, Mom taught me
to pick the locks at the public pool.

Fuck, it's as if we're in Ali Baba's cave.

Oh, fuck.

Here they are.

Kim! They're here.

-This would look so good at my place.
-Now is not the time.

But I may never find
this cactus hookah again. It's rare.

"Talking to me like that, son of a bitch.
Think you're my friend?"

"Fight me outside, right now."

"You think you can take me on?"
I do tae kwon do and an ap chagi kick.

He says, "I'm not impressed."
I say, "Let's bet €200 and fight."

I put up my guard.
I didn't want to get caught off guard.

-Two punches to the face.
-Give me a case.

That asshole is gonna wake up
with two teeth missing.

-Let's go. It's all good.
-We've got time. Wanna smoke a hookah?

Hookah, okay.

Where is it?

-I don't know. Wasn't it there?
-Yeah, that's where I always put it.

If one of them has touched it,
I'm gonna fuck them up.

Calm down, we'll find it.

Let's look for it.

Yo, it's right there, bro. It's okay.

Why are they touching my stuff?
I swear to God, why?

-Do you want a hit?
-Okay.

You're hot.

I've been waiting
for this moment for so long.

-You turn me on when you talk like that.
-Take off your pants.

You smell so good.

Oh, yeah.

Come on, grab the mattress.

Yeah, you're right. Come on.
Pull on three. One, two…

Hey!

-What was that?
-Who's there?

Hey. Come here!

-Come here, you dirty dog.
-Come on, we'll show you.

Come here!

If I find you, I'll fuck you up!

I'll kill you, you son of a bitch.

My beauty.

Fuck, it's heavy.

You needn't have taken all the bags.
We said we'd only take one gun.

Yeah, but now we have lots of options.

Hands up.

Mom?

Why does Auntie have a gun?

It's nothing, sweetie, it's…

It's because Mommy works in a bank,
that's why. It's just in case. It's fake.

Go to bed. I'll be right there.

-Go to bed! I'll be right there.
-Come on, come on.

But…

-Why are you here, Sofia?
-Don't change the subject.

-Where did the gun come from?
-Ezéchiel.

The other guns too.
They're all Ezéchiel's.

Have you lost your minds?

-Come on.
-This is not okay.

Aren't they badass?

-So you really are nuts.
-What? We needed guns.

We're going to rob Rosa's bank
on Tuesday when they restock the ATMs.

Don't pay attention. She's off her meds.

We said we'd rob your bank.
Why are you making me look crazy?

What part of "keep your mouth shut"
don't you understand?

Tuesday?

-In four days?
-Exactly.

Are you serious?

-How will you get past the airlock?
-It's a regular door. You've seen it.

-And the ATM key?
-It's on Catherine's belt.

Who's on the team?

There isn't a team.

You plan to do this as a duo?
Who's driving?

Me.

While robbing the place, Kim? Impossible.

What are you talking about?
You couldn't even steal Barbie dolls.

I want in.

-What?
-I want to go with them.

Alex, don't get involved. They're idiots.
You have a bright future!

-There's money to be made.
-By robbing?

-You wanna go to jail?
-I'm tired of making do.

And that's a good reason to rob banks?

Think about your studies and the grant.

Alex!

-It's too much for me.
-Sofia.

Sofia, come on…

Get going.

I'm coming with you.
You don't have a choice.

No, you're not. I'm your cousin,
I'm responsible for you.

Can I offer my opinion?
I think three's better than two.

Thank you.

We have five days to set it up.
We've got work to do.

Alex, you won't enter the bank
or touch any guns.

You drive, period.

Oh my.

That's one good-looking butt.

We'll take advantage
of the guard's restroom break.

He pees every 45 minutes.
Steroids fucked up his prostate.

You handle him.
Meanwhile, I'll hold up the customers.

I'll get the ATM key
from Catherine's belt.

That leaves three minutes
to fill the bags.

Okay. Got it.

-Go.
-Hands up, pee break.

-What? No.
-You said he had prostate issues.

No, don't say a word.
You rob the place. I do the talking.

-Okay, fine.
-Let's restart.

Everybody hit the floor!
Hand over the keys to the ATMs, please.

Don't say "please," Rosa.

What are you looking at?
Are you trying to hit on me?

You're a hot guy. I'm a sexy woman.

We'll have sex. After the robbery.

What are you going to do? You're ugly.

Come on.

Stop. Ten minutes and 18. You're in jail.

-Fuck.
-Women's unit in Baumettes.

-Okay, fine.
-We're just getting started. We can do it.

-It'll be fine.
-No, it won't.

-What?
-Have you seen your hips?

With your builds and voices,
you're like ballerinas.

We're not showing up like this.
We'll dress up.

Great.
I have a Green Hornet costume at home…

No. Forget superheroes.

No.

We're dressing up as men.

Regular men.

-Hey.
-How are you?

-Fine, and you?
-Fine.

-How are you, Jenny?
-Fine. You?

Fine.

Hello.

-Hi, Pierre.
-Hi, Sofia.

-How many baguettes tonight?
-2,500.

-Where's Josiane?
-Enjoying her nights.

-Has she met a guy?
-No, she became the day manager.

What?

-How could you do this to me?
-Let's have a quick chat.

Did you think you could leave
with a multicolored ten-slice cake?

I could've defended you
if it had been a two-slice cake.

I told Josiane
I was going to pay for the cake.

I said to put it on my tab.

There's nothing on your tab,
and that's not what Josiane told us.

Fuck, I can't believe it. She's a liar.
Dammit!

Or you're a thief.

Don't you dare call me a thief.
I've never lied in my life. Got it?

-You can't stay, given the circumstances.
-What?

-No, please, not now.
-You should have thought of that.

You're lucky
the store isn't pressing charges.

For eight years,

I couldn't tell my kids bedtime stories
'cause I gave you my nights.

Now you're going to fire me
like a piece of shit.

I didn't do anything.

Life is unfair, Sofia.
It seems you're just discovering that.

Get your things.
We'll escort you to the exit, okay?

Fuck!

In these outfits
we begin to look like real men.

Oh, wow. These pecs look so cool.

Girls? I found a voice transformer
on the dark web.

It sounds as if you've smoked 40 packs.

Let's get the guns.

What happened?

-What's wrong?
-Yo…

Are you okay?

I can't do this.

It's gonna be okay, sis.

No, it's not. Something has to change.

I want to do it with you.

Go.

Stop. Six minutes 36.
That's your best time.

-Yes!
-It's still too slow.

Sorry, it's my fault. It's hard
to get going with my shoe lift.

-I don't have my right Achilles tendon.
-Then don't stop.

Are you sure they'll think we're men?

Yeah, it's going to work.

I'm not so sure.

Let's go out and check.

Hello.

Hello.

A box of rubbers, please.

So as to fuck women.

Here you go.

What's that?
Give him the ones for big dicks.

No problem, gentlemen.

Here you go. Anything else?

We don't need lube. We get pussies wet.

That'll be €13, please.

Empty the cash register, motherfucker!

-Of course.
-Move it. We're tough guys.

Don't kill me.
I'm not the boss. I'm a trainee.

-You're a trainee?
-Yes.

Poor guy. Keep the money, then.
But you better be careful!

Go!

It's okay. Nobody's following us.

We never…

-We never said we were going to rob him.
-But now we know we can.

That's not the point.
We can't afford to take such risks.

-Yeah, but she handled it well, yo.
-Fuck.

Fuck. Seriously, I felt bad for the guy.

But It feels so good to be respected.

Let's get one thing straight.
We rob, but no violence, no loaded guns.

-One of us goes down, we take on her kids.
-Okay.

But… Just one thing.

What car am I driving?

Don't worry about it.
Rosa and I will sort it.

Stop.

I give her a massage every Thursday.
Wait here.

Shit.

Rosa?

What's that? A red Ferrari.

Hey, relax.

Come on.

-Let's go.
-Yeah.

-What are you doing?
-Breaking it in.

What the hell are you doing
with the windows? Stop it!

-What're you doing?
-I don't know. I pressed a button.

What's that?

-It's the roof.
-Let's go.

Yeah.

-I said, let's go.
-It's like a cockpit.

-I don't know how to do it.
-Turn the key.

You're stressing me out, Rosa. Calm down.

Oh, fuck!

-Oh, no.
-What?

Rosa, come here!

What is it?

What do we do, Kim?

Kim, what do we do?

Chloé, wake up.

-Wake up.
-Kim…

Fuck.

Chloé.

Chloé, wake up.

Fuck.

Fuck, Rosa, how could I have done nothing?

-Kim?
-Oh my God, Chloé, you're not dead?

-What are you doing here?
-We're going to the hospital.

Oh no. Just let me die.

What're you saying, Chloé? No way.

Who are you? What are you doing in my car?

Listen, Chloé, it's a long story.
We had issues with some guys.

-So we're going to rob Rosalie's bank.
-No!

Yes! Rosalie's been working there
for four years.

-Of course we're not going to do that.
-Of course we are.

-No.
-Yes.

Hey!

What the fuck is she doing? Grab her.

Chloé!

This isn't good at all.

-Chloé, you're coming with us.
-What? No.

I'm not leaving her, Rosa.
I already slipped up once.

No, no, I swear. Let me die.

I couldn't manage
to keep my son by my side.

I have no friends.
I have no job. I'm all alone.

-I'm useless.
-Hey. Chloé, don't say that.

You're an exceptional woman, okay?
You never judged me.

You were the first to give me a chance.

Hey, I believe in you. Okay?

You're coming with us. Okay?

It'll cheer you up.

Okay.

Oh, fuck.

You can't bring someone in
without telling us!

I only have four costumes.

-Who cares? She can drive.
-What if she rats on us?

Fuck, you guys are totally nuts.

-We don't know this chick.
-I know her, and that's that!

-No, you don't!
-Are you sure she won't rat?

Of course I'm sure!

Why would she need money?
She's loaded. She doesn't care.

Why are you judging her?
You don't know her!

We have no choice, okay?

Fuck. How did I think robbing a bank
with you would get me out of this?

Sofia! If you don't wanna go,
that's up to you.

There's no time to talk. She's here.

-We can't bail now.
-What are you saying?

It's her or me, is that it?

No, it's her and you. If you want to.

Fuck. "If I want to"?

-Sofia, we have to go.
-Okay.

There's no time.
The bank opens in an hour.

Why are you doing this now?

-I can't go. I'm going to mess it all up.
-Kim, relax. It's going to be fine.

-There's an evil spirit in me.
-Let's not go. Too many unknowns.

-We're going.
-We're not.

We're going!

-No.
-Yes.

Chloé, you feel like robbing a bank?

Just take a gun and follow us,
and that's it.

-You can't ask her.
-I know what I'm doing.

Well, at worst, I die.

So yeah, okay.

Okay, Kim… Take the wheel.
Give your costume to Chloé.

-What?
-Now?

Nobody's going to die.

Hands in the air. This is a robbery!

I want to see your hands in the air.
Come on!

Everybody hit the floor!

-On the floor.
-What don't you understand? On the floor!

Get on the floor.

What did I say?
Everyone, get on the floor!

-Don't move, fatty.
-Don't hurt me, sir.

Go on, move!

What don't you understand?

The key!

What did I say?

The key.

Move, and I'll off you.

You thugs aren't getting my money!

Mom?

-What have you done?
-It's fine.

Enough of this bullshit.
Face down. Everyone.

This is a fucking robbery.

Nobody move.
I don't want to see your faces.

You. Give me the ATM key. Now.

Go.

Watch out for the truck, Kim!

Mommy!

Mom, what on earth?
Playing cowboys with armed men?

They don't scare me. They're like clowns
that escaped from a circus.

Well, I was scared.

-This isn't a game, okay?
-Yes, it is.

Be careful.

Malik.

Hold this.

Can you take care of her?

Mr. Mayor, this is Lieutenant Belloua,
my partner who is co-leading this case.

Mr. Mayor.

Find those pussies.

-We're casting a wide net.
-It's in your best interest.

If you want to keep your job.

You can count on us.

Yes.

-Captain?
-Yes.

-We found a gun from the robbery.
-Good.

Yes.

-But there's a slight problem.
-What is it?

It's one of our guns.

That's one of ours?

Affirmative.

Don't worry,
I'm going to go after those scumbags.

I'll use a pressure washer
to clean them up.

Yes, I'll call you back.

What the fuck did you do today?

I was at the bank.

With my new friends.

In your pajamas?

Don't take me for a fool.

It'll be a vase next time. Understood?

Girls?

You realize we succeeded at something?

I'm sorry,
but I have a confession to make.

I don't know how I fucked up.

I don't mean to rain on your parade,
but I lost the gun that was in my pocket.

Who gives a fuck, really?

It's Ezéchiel's gun.

Enjoy it, girl.

We just robbed a bank!

€30,230.

That's €6,046 each.

Oh, wow.

That's €6,050 in two minutes.

Enjoy it.

Give me that.

Yeah?

What? Our guns've been stolen?

I don't care. Find those fucking guns.

I'm going to make an example
of those fuckers.

Who's next?

Okay, Marius.

My mommy is a firefighter,
so I took her helmet.

-Wow.
-You're so lucky.

Thank you, Marius.

Your turn, Tina. What did you bring
to tell us about your parents' job?

My mommy works in a bank,
so I brought this.

Subtitle translation by: Hannah Keet