All language subtitles for Cash.Queens.S01E02.1080p.WEB.h264-EDITH

-Your response, Mr. Marionnaud?
-Mr. Marionnaud?

A brief response to yesterday's robbery,
please?

As you know, the Salon-de-Provence branch
was robbed yesterday.

Our dear citizens have been traumatized.

And once again,
I express my full support for the victims.

I am fully committed to the case.

I am from Flanders, but you've welcomed me
with generosity and warmth.

And I am here to look you in the eyes
and say this crime won't go unpunished.

My job is not done.

That is why I feel compelled today
to run again for regional mayor.

I am officially announcing my candidacy.

Thank you.

I will not abandon you.

To the barbarians who have pillaged
our beautiful region, do not sleep easy.

We will hunt you down,
we will find you, and we will punish you.

Thank you.

CASH QUEENS

I don't understand how it's possible.
It was hidden high up in the closet.

Mrs. Perez, do you realize
how serious this situation is?

Of course.

I'm sorry.

-At least the gun wasn't loaded.
-What if it had been?

In 20 years of teaching,
I've never seen anything like this before.

This is unacceptable, Mrs. Perez.

Do you understand?

Yeah. Thank you, Principal.

Shall we continue at the police station?

Goodbye.

Sweetie, what got into you?
Are you out of your mind?

Tina, what you did is really serious.

-But we had to talk about Mom's work.
-Sweetie, I know the robbery shocked you.

I know it's hard, but Mom's fine, okay?
You shouldn't go through Dad's things.

I never did. It was under Mom's bed.

-Under Mom's bed, but among Dad's things.
-Wait, I thought it was in the closet?

Top, bottom, does it matter?
We're devastated by the news.

Can you come with me?

Do you know
what'll happen after the report?

No.

Your kids will be placed
in temporary foster care.

Malik, it was an accident.

No. A 6-year-old in an elementary school
with a gun is not an accident.

It's a tragedy, okay?

Malik, I'm begging you,
you have to help me.

Okay.

I'm not filing a report,
but this is the last time.

Thank you.

Get this out of my house. It's dangerous.
My daughter saw it all.

-Okay. I'll take the bag.
-Let's go?

Yeah.

What are you up to, girls?

-Just working as usual, you know?
-Be careful. There'll be trouble today.

Okay.

-Come on, gentlemen. Police check.
-What's going on? What's the matter?

Step back, sir. ID check.

-Don't touch me.
-Step back.

-Let me through.
-Please step back.

-Let's go back in.
-Yeah.

It's real bad out there.
How am I going to get rid of the guns?

Can you take them?

No, I can't.

Not with Malik around.

Hey, don't worry about it, girls.
I'll put the guns back in the cache.

What? If you get caught, you're dead.

And so are we.

Okay. For now let's keep a low profile.

Most importantly, don't blow the dough.

-Works for me.
-What do I do about child services?

We've got the cops,
the mayor, and Ezéchiel on our asses.

We'll have to be patient.

Rosalie,
I have an existential question for you.

What do you mean, "Don't blow the dough"?

-It means don't spend it.
-What about my salon?

You have €6,000.
There is no salon for now.

Let me just buy some creams.

-Okay, give me your dough.
-No, I'll put it in the safe. No worries.

No one will know. It's fine.

It's all good.

Look.

They went for the clerk,
so they knew she had the key.

They're too well-informed.
There has to be a mole.

They have an AK, an Uzi, and two shotguns.

-We have to go back to Trévise.
-I'll take care of it.

-Oh my God, Catherine, are you okay?
-I did all I could to stop those bastards.

I know. I heard you did great.

I tried to resist. I looked that bastard
in the eye, and he all but shit himself.

-Thank God nothing happened to you.
-Mrs. Perez?

Can we talk to you, please?

Me?

Yes.

Yes, of course.

Where were you at the time of the robbery?

-Yesterday was my day off.
-Answer the question.

I was with Kim and Sofia.

-Ask them, Malik.
-Have you spoken to anyone?

-What?
-Given out any details on the bank?

No. Why?

The robbers knew what they were doing.
There may be a mole.

Could one of your colleagues be in on it?

I don't know.

-Noticed any strange behavior lately?
-No.

Though Christophe does buy
a new pair of sneakers every week.

They're expensive, right?

-I need a little cushion for my feet.
-Mom, don't start.

And I need a gaming screen.

We're only getting
what we need for child services.

This sucks. Mom, please.

Don't wander off. We don't have all day.
Hey, girls! Nour. Lila.

You wanted to see me?

How's it going?

We're on the case. We've just started.

It's got to be those thugs from Trévise.
I want cops all over the place.

Agreed. We're dealing with it.
Don't worry.

Yes, but I don't think you understand.
I needed those robbers yesterday.

So handle it however you want,
but I need the culprits, and fast.

Understood.

It doesn't look like it.

Take a seat.

How long since you last saw your kids?

Two years?

-Why are we talking about this?
-Bring me the robbers.

I'll arrange your transfer.

And you'll get to see your sons
on Réunion.

Are you serious?

It's a phone call away.

Go on. Get out.

…you're needed at the register.

Mom, can you buy me this, please?

No. What part of "only the necessities"
don't you get?

-Mom, can we have this teddy?
-Mom, can we have this game?

Are you crazy? I said no.

Why did you bring us
if we can't get anything? This sucks!

-Yeah, it's lame.
-It's true. We never have fun with you.

-Yeah, we never have any fun.
-He's right.

Okay, you know what?

You're right.

I'm sick of it too.
Today, we're going to have fun.

Fill the cart for me. Go on, hurry!

-Mom, really?
-Yeah. Go ahead. Go for it.

Go on. You too, Mom. Go for it.

Come on, girls. Let's go.

-Oh no, Mom.
-It's already time? No.

-Let's go.
-Please.

But the ball pool is so cool.

You know what?
The pools are coming with us.

-Really?
-Yes.

-Yes. You.
-Really?

Yes!

-How many should I get?
-All of them.

Did you win the lottery or something?

It's my Christmas bonus.
I sold a lot of Yule logs.

May God protect you, my daughter.
You're a real treasure.

I'm just saying, the robbers
must get a crazy adrenaline rush.

They're still thieves.
They're not special.

"Not special."
It's nobody's money. Who cares?

I didn't say it was good.
But admit it, it looks exciting. Right?

What? Am I crazy?

Hey.

Yes, you.

What do you think?
Isn't robbing a bank exciting?

-Yeah.
-There you go. Thank you. Damn.

What's your name?

-Alex.
-There, Alex.

Thank you, Alex. Goddamn.

We found a SIG Sauer
at the CBP robbery scene.

That's why you called me here?
What do I care?

It's part of the lot I sold you.
I told you to remove the serial numbers.

I have nothing to do
with this bum robbery.

I make 20K every time I shit.
Why are you busting my balls?

-And how did that result in a robbery?
-No idea.

Listen.

Clean up around you.

Someone at your place took those guns
to rob that fucking bank.

It'd be a shame to trace it back to you.

Are you threatening me?

Who paid for your divorce?

Who's paying your mortgage?
Who's paying your alimony? Look away.

You think I'm your friend?

Sorry, I'm a bit stressed about the guns.

I just came to give you a heads-up.
I'm sorry.

Make the gun go away.
I'll bring you the robbers.

Cops are all over the projects.
They're fucking up my business.

What do you have on them?

It's this team.

-It's these clowns?
-Yeah.

Get out of here.

Hi, Tarek.

Salaam, Bob. How are you?

€6,046. Exactly.

-It's good.
-Good.

Guys, listen up for a minute.

Ezéchiel is going to give his Mégane RS
to whoever finds the robbers.

Look for guys with cash,
military pants, and reflective sunglasses.

I'm telling you, stay on the lookout.
They're going to search everywhere. Okay?

Have a good game, guys.

Croupier, I want my stake back.

No, Kim. Too late. Paid in, played in.

Okay.

Well, in that case…

Cards.

EZÉCHIEL SEARCHING EVERYWHERE.
THROW BAGS OUT OF WINDOWS.

Mom! Fuck, it's hotting up
in the projects. They're beating everyone.

It's crazy, man. Don't even worry.
Everyone's going down.

Yes?

-Hello.
-Hello, Mrs. Belloua?

Yes, come in.

-You can put it…
-Yes

There, along the closet, that's good.

So, you've been shopping?

Did I need permission?

It depends on how you paid for all this.

With my money.

You got rich as a baker?

-It's my annual bonus.
-In September?

Hey, guys. This is all coming with me,
chop-chop.

What do you want, you bunch of thugs?
Hands off.

Don't you touch that!

Aren't you ashamed?

It's the money from the Yule logs.
Get out of here!

Talk before I torch your new furniture.

No.

Who do you work for?

Who do you work for?

What the hell is this?

I had a few places to search.

You're a cop now?
What are you looking for?

Someone borrowed from me.
I'm doing a search.

Okay. So you're turning
my sister's apartment upside down?

Something feels off here.

-Apparently, she hit the jackpot.
-I told you, it's my bonus.

Okay, you heard her.
Take your clowns, and get out.

Don't make me repeat myself.

That bonus is timely.

Let's go.

It's okay. It's over.

I don't give a shit. Find my guns.

We're going to check everyone.
You're annoying me.

Spread out. Everyone search an apartment.

I'm going out. Look after your sister.
Don't open the door until I get back.

Sure.

I'm not kidding.
Open to no one, you hear me?

-I said "sure."
-Yeah, you better do as I say.

Okay.

Fuck it!

Why do you have this?

I have hypersensitive eyes.
I just got back from Chamonix.

He's fucking with us.

I agree. Who do you think we are?

You ski, do you?

I get by, guys. Black run. Red run…

I even do green runs.

-Are you fucking with me?
-No.

-Are you fucking with me?
-Yes.

Okay, that's enough.

Rosa?

-What the hell are you doing here?
-Hey. How are you guys?

Where did you get those sunglasses?

-Okay. Come on, let me go.
-Shut up.

How much was it?

Four thousand.

Euros?

That's a huge bonus.

The annual bonus
is usually a month's salary…

so more like 1,200?

Something good happens for once,
and the neighborhood comes down on me?

She sold the most Yule logs.

Congratulate your sister
instead of interrogating her.

-What now?
-I'll go.

Oh, you're here?

Yeah.

Rosa? Are you okay?

Yeah. It's just that I really need
to return this stuff to Chloé.

Oh, right. I see.

-The stuff.
-Yes. Chloé. The stuff.

Yeah, the stuff.

Wait, I don't understand. Can't it wait?

No. No it can't, because…

Chloé's our friend, and she's…

She goes bowling too.
She's really into it.

Anyway.

Can you lend me your car, please?

-Now?
-Yes, now.

I don't want to keep
Léo and Tina waiting too long.

Wouldn't you rather I come with you?

-No. No need. Honestly.
-Yes. It's safer.

It's fine. She said she'll go alone.
She's a big girl.

There's a gang of men robbing banks.

Ezéchiel's looking for them.
I'm going with her.

-No.
-No!

I don't need you to come.

But you are coming,
but you're not carrying my stuff.

I'm not a charity case. There's a limit.

Especially as they're my bags.
I told you I don't need you.

She's crazy.

No, she's not. You're a pain.

-Me?
-Yeah.

But I…

Okay, I'll come back later.

Well?

Nothing to report. We'll monitor
the situation through the night.

Okay. Keep me posted.

I hate being jerked around like this.

I bet.

Anyway, it'll be over soon.
We have a sketch.

What? You have a composite sketch?

Yeah. Catherine remembers
the look in her attacker's eyes.

That's good.

Okay, I'm exhausted. I'm going all in.

Hey, Kim. I know you're bluffing. I'm in.

-Shut up. We know you have nothing.
-All in.

I have nothing?

There's Kelly. There's Michelle.

And Beyoncé, my brother.
Destiny's Child, in your face.

What are you going to do now?
Three queens!

Full house.

Go on. Say my name.

You're not so cocky now.

Angelo, give me another 10,000.
I'll get it back.

No, Kim. I can't, sorry.

We've already advanced you 30,000.
Ezéchiel told us to cut you off.

Oh, wow.

That's an ugly cut.

Good night, gents.

-Off you go.
-Ciao, Kim.

Say hi to your family.

You see, this is my Rico.

He's the love of my life.

I'm crazy about him.
I think the feeling's mutual.

So, you look really happy these days?

Yeah, it's true. I feel really good.

Do you have a lover?

How's Jules doing at boarding school?

Yeah, he's fine. Doing well.

He's just having trouble in French
because of his teacher.

-Too many words on the spelling test.
-What?

What do you mean, "too many"?
Where did you get that from?

I spoke to the other parents.
Two hundred words is too much.

No, it's not too much.
I want my son to master French.

Not like all those Arabs
with poor vocabulary. Excuse me.

You're exaggerating, Michel.
They have some vocabulary.

Yo.

Bruh.

Dope.

Bussin'.

-Bussin'.
-Bussin'.

-Bussin'.
-Bussin'.

-You don't find it funny?
-Not really, no.

Do you think any of those gangsters
have a degree in literature?

Well, we don't know.

Who is that now?

I don't know.

-"I don't know."
-No.

-Rosalie?
-Chloé.

What are you doing here?

Chloé, nice to meet you.

-Malik.
-Sorry.

I said, "Chloé, nice to meet you."

-Malik, nice to meet you too.
-You too.

Lieutenant Belloua?

Mr. Marionnaud?

We came to return Chloé's bowling stuff.

-To my wife?
-Your wife?

-Since when do you go bowling?
-Uh, why not?

-No, I'll keep it.
-Don't worry.

No, really.
I'll keep it till the next game.

-No, I'll take it.
-No, it's better this way.

-But we aren't on the same team.
-Don't worry.

-Really.
-Don't worry.

-I'd rather keep it.
-Don't worry.

Oh, well…

Strike.

Are you okay?

I'll put this away now.

Well, I won't keep you.

Are you okay?

Yes.

So, you go bowling now?

Yes. I like it. It relaxes me.

And where do you go?

A place in Aix. Next to the casino.

Go on, show me the balls.

Show me yours instead.

You're a pretty little slut,
you know that?

Get out of here!

What are you doing?

-Rosalie has nothing to do with your lies.
-Hey! What's going on here?

We heard the kid has lots of new clothes.

You want to search my house?
Let's do it together.

Come on. Let's search.

Come on. I've always been straight.

Simon's always been straight too.
What are you doing for him?

You're letting him rot in prison
like a piece of shit!

I'm up to my neck in debt.

I don't have any dough.
There's no dough here!

Where did this €1,500 come from?

-Where did this come from?
-The money's mine.

What? He's talking shit.
Don't listen to him.

Don't listen to him. He's reached puberty
and is being a smart-ass.

-Where did you get this?
-I sell weed to make ends meet.

I don't want us to be broke.
It's where the new clothes are from.

-Happy?
-Are you kidding me?

But…

Who do you buy from?
It all goes through me.

I'm not telling you. I'm not a snitch.
Not like you with my dad.

Rat.

Shut it! I'm going to fuck you up,
you hear me?

Ezéchiel, leave him alone.
He's just a kid.

Those are robber's pants.

Where did you get them?

-Hey.
-Hey. No, leave him alone. Stop!

-What are you doing?
-Stop! He didn't do anything.

-Ezéchiel.
-Let him go!

-Let me go! He didn't do it.
-Stay still.

What the hell are you doing? Let him go!

-No.
-Stay still.

I robbed the bank.

It was us. We robbed the bank, Ezéchiel.

Nice try, girls.

No.

-No.
-Sit down, stay still.

Go on, sit down. Shut your mouth, fool.

Let go of me, motherfucker!
I'm gonna fuck you up.

Fuck you.

-Move.
-Let go of me, motherfucker.

Let go of me.

Step back, you bastard.
What are you doing?

Léo.

Léo! He's my son.
Let him go. He didn't do anything.

Léo! Let go of me.

Come on. Take them all in.
Put them in fucking cells. Go.

No, let go of me.
I told you he's my son. Léo!

Hey, let go of her!

He's my son!

Let go of him. No. Léo!

It's okay. She understands. Let her go.

Son of a bitch. I'm gonna fuck you up.

Let go of her.

Léo!

Let's go, come on.

Number one, step up to the mark.

Say the line.

Fucking bitch, give me the cash.

There's nothing funny at the back.

Take off your sunglasses.

No, it's not him.

Put your sunglasses on,
and return to your position.

Number two, step up.

Say the line.

I'm gonna take the fucking counters.
It's a robbery. Give me your money!

Take off your sunglasses.

Put your sunglasses on,
and return to your position.

Number three, step up to the mark.

-Say the line.
-Empty the register. This is a robbery.

Stop messing around.
Take off your sunglasses.

It's him. Yes, it's him.

Are you sure?

Positive.
I'd recognize his expression anywhere.

Put your sunglasses on.

-Are you sure it's number three?
-I'm absolutely sure. It's number three.

Okay. Release the others in two hours,
and keep number three in custody.

Yes, sir.

Thanks, Catherine.

Number four, step up.

Say the line.

Where were you
between 9 and 10 a.m. on Tuesday?

-In bed, as usual.
-Alone?

No, you know,
I was with a chick. Chilling.

-Okay. Full name, telephone number.
-You're crazy.

Of course I was alone.

I would've loved to be with a girl,
but I'm still a virgin.

Do you see me laughing?
With no alibi, you're screwed, okay?

Come on, leave me alone. So what?

-I'll get six months at worst…
-Shut up!

You're an idiot. You were identified.

You're going to end up in jail.

At least I'll get
to spend time with my dad.

I'm going to explain to you how it is.

The robbery is all over the news.
Marionnaud is not going to let it go.

If you can't prove your innocence,
they'll charge you, make an example.

It wasn't me.
What else do you want me to say?

I'm talking to an idiot.

Yeah, that's right. Get lost.

Oh, fuck. No way!

We've got those fucking robbers.

-What do you mean?
-And what did I tell you?

They're from Cité Trévise.

Hey, don't worry. They'll release him.
They've got nothing on him.

How can you be so sure?

Because we're the robbers.

Plus, Malik is on our side.
He'll take care of it.

It'll be fine.

Thank you. Have a nice day.

-Where is he?
-In custody.

-Can I see him?
-No, that won't be possible.

When's he getting out?

It's complicated.
Your colleague identified him.

-How?
-She recognized his expression.

Oh, that witch.

What a bitch.

On my mother's life,
her colleague has no shame. That witch!

Sorry, Rosa,
but I'm starting to doubt his innocence.

And yours, by the way.

Tina's gun, the bank, your son,
it's all coming together.

You don't really think
she'd send her son to rob a bank?

I don't know, actually.

-But Malik--
-No, I don't know.

Anyway, you're a suspect now.

Léo is innocent, Malik.

Do you know how I know? Because--

Come here, Rosa.

Come here.

Thanks for your sensitivity.
There are ways of saying things.

Don't the police teach you that?

It's not good.

Today, we arrested one of the robbers
who has terrorized the region for days.

I would like to say a special thank-you
to the police force

who have worked day and night
under my leadership to make things safe.

Clear off! Go, get out of here!

Go, bye!

In just a matter of hours,
we'll intercept the rest of the gang.

That'll be all.

-Mr. Marionnaud, are you sure--
-No.

Beat it!

Go on, get out of here. Beat it!

Well?

We have to confess.

-We can't.
-I need to save my son.

Of course we'll save your son.

But there's no point in confessing.
There's too much evidence against him.

What evidence?

Catherine identified him, the fat bitch.

-How did she identify him?
-Because he's got his mother's eyes.

Do what you want, I'm going.

Nobody will believe you.

Rosa, think of Tina.

What will she do if her dad,
brother, and mom are in jail?

And I have three kids to take care of.
I have an old disabled woman to deal with.

I can't go to jail, I'm sorry.

Fuck, this is a nightmare.

Léo's a minor. He has no record.

-We'll get him a good lawyer.
-He won't get life, Rosa.

Hey, do you hear yourselves?
I will never let my son pay for us.

Of course not.

We need the guns back.

Kim?

I'm so relieved to hear from you.
I thought you'd been arrested.

I was close to turning myself in
with the guns to clear your names.

What do you mean, Rosalie's son?

Oh, well, no. Of course not.

Oh, shit!

NEW EMAIL

You strut around the projects.

At the police station.

In your statements on TV.

But you arrested an innocent man.

And we're going to prove it.
Get ready, you losers.

Let's go.

Yeah.

Nobody move.

This is a holdup!

Nobody move.

Subtitle translation by: Hannah Keet