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FRANK RIVA THE MAN WHO CAME FROM NOWHERE

Frank! Frank! Frankie...

Some guy on the phone...

Hello?

We had agreed never to contact each other...

I'm fine... just great. What about you?

I'm happy for you, Xav...

Now let's hear the bad news, okay?

Go ahead, I'm Iistenlng.

Nobody move! Hands up over your heads!

Hey, you there! What are you, deaf?

Go! I'm hit!

- Are you all right? - Yeah, I'm all right.

Those bastards! It's almost Iike they were expecting us.

Where's the boss?

Are you hurt?

I... I don't think so... Someone pushed me, I bumped my head, and...

- Where's the Boss? - I don't know.

Shit!

Herv�! Over here!

He's breathing... He's still alive.

Get an ambulance, goddamn it!

Tell me what happened, Sebastian.

Chief, It�s ...

I don't know what happened.

There were shots then all hell broke loose...

I'm not talking about that!

Why wasn't I told about this operation?

The Narcs are after Erich Schaell, and you knew It.

Listen... Chief Rezzoni told me...

Okay, we'll deal with that later. How Is Rezzoni?

We don't know yet.

He took a bullet to the head.

Mr. Riva?

Police Chief Lydle Herzog.

Did I say something funny?

Not at all. I was just thinking of the last Chief of Police whose hand I shook,

just before I left France.

And?

He was as wide as he was tall, with a moth-eaten moustache...

and he was wearing a medal of the L�gion d'Honneur,

right there.

That was a few years back, you might say.

Things have changed a Iittle since then.

I can see that.

Has It been long since you've been back to Paris?

A long time, yes.

Just for your information, Mr. Riva, I have no Idea who you are,

but just so everything Is clear between us,

I am not in the habit of driving people around.

Of course not.

All right then.

I'll be even more direct:

Just exactly who are you, Mr. Riva?

That's a question I've often asked myself.

And what Is this supposed to be?

An address, I think.

That's where you're going to drive me. Please.

Do you know where we're going here, or would that be too much to ask?

We're going to visit a friend of mine.

A very old friend...

Sir, I had no Idea...

Come In.

I swear... I can hardly believe it!

You'd better believe It.

Chief Herzog, would be so kind as to wait In the Iiving room?

I need to speak with Mr. Riva alone.

Perhaps I should leave you... - No, I need to see you too.

Right In there, please. We won't be long.

You're looking good.

How Is Madeleine?

Not good, Frank. She Is very III.

It�s been nearly two years now.

Serious?

Something bad, to do with her blood...

It Is serious, yes.

She Is lying down, In there.

So what have you been up to all these years?

Going to bed early.

Quoting Proust now, are you?

Who would have thought It?

I had some free time.

It�s good to see you again.

Yes, Juliette.

No, I just wanted to say that I'll be gone a while longer.

Probably all morning.

To tell the truth, I don't really have any Idea, okay?

Cancel my appointments,

and I'll see you In a while.

You kept It.

When was the last time you handled one of these?

Not all that long ago.

But this one brings back memories.

Things have changed around here, you know.

Big changes.

So it would seem, yes.

Did you read the morning papers?

Louis Loggia?

DEATH OF A GANG LEADER

There was an explosion In his apartment last night.

They don't know yet If It was deliberate.

He'd just gotten out of prison earlier this year...

Does that have any connection with...

Take It along as a welcome-home present.

I've had enough of dead bodies, you know.

Loggia or no Loggia.

I was joking.

Could I say hello to Madeleine?

I don't know...

She Is a Iittle...

She's changed a lot, you know? I mean...

You haven't seen her for a while...

Xav, I'd Iike to kiss Madeleine.

Please.

Xavier, Is that you?

Someone wants to see you...

Someone?

Fran�ois!

Frank.

These days, they call me Frank.

Yes, that's right.

You know, I thought you were dead.

Did you come back for my funeral?

Maddie's lost none of her dry wit, as you can see.

It's just turned a Iittle more morbid.

Oh, I'm sorry. It just slipped out.

Can I come see you again, some time?

Are you back for good?

Just passing through, Maddie... You know how It Is.

Oh yes, I know.

Your whole Iife long, just passing through.

You made the right choice.

Yes...

I married the one who stayed.

Chief Herzog...

Sorry to have kept you waiting.

We are all yours now.

Have you had any recent news about Rezzoni?

He Is still In a coma. In any case...

his brain was severely damaged.

- Even If he comes out of It... - I understand.

While we're looking for Rezzoni's replacement,

Chief Riva will take over his duties.

- Chief Riva? But... - I have complete confidence in him.

And his first mission will be to investigate what happened to Rezzoni.

Listen, I have nothing against Mr. Riva,

but I've never even heard of him...

He has my personal support. That should be enough for you, I think.

This Is just temporary, Chief Herzog.

Very well, sir.

And that's an order.

I'd Iike to see where the shooting took place.

Of course. But when?

As soon as possible. Right now?

Where are we going now?

Can I take your order?

I'll have the menu No. 1. And some water.

I'll have the same.

What did you say to him?

I asked him to go easy on the pepper.

Don't tell me you've Iived In China!

Hong Kong. I spent a Iittle time there. Before the Retrocession.

What am I going to do with you, Riva?

I've got a job to do, I'll do It. Don't change anything because of me.

Why you?

And why now?

I guess you'll have to think of me as a sort of ace up your sleeve.

And I won't get anymore out of you than that...

Not today, anyway.

Chief Riva?

Everyone's here.

I'll let you get to know each other. Let me know If you need me.

You all know my name.

You must be Captain Sebastian.

And this Is Roth, this Is Buscema. And I'm Juliette.

Thank you, Juliette.

Excuse me, sir, but... What do you think you're doing there?

How's that?

That's Chief Rezzoni�s desk. Unless he told you himself...

- Take It easy, Captain. - I am!

But I'll only take orders from Chief Marc-Antoine Rezzoni.

He's in no shape to be giving any orders.

Nether are you...

Sir.

Anybody else want to follow him?

Me.

But first I'd Iike to know what's going on.

I will be replacing Chief Rezzoni. Just until he's well again.

All due respect, sir...

Chief Rezzoni Is not going to be easy to replace.

That's what I've been let to understand.

I want a complete report of all current cases,

especially for Erich Schaell. For tonight.

You'll have to ask Captain Sebastian. He's the one who knows about It.

Very well. You can all get going.

Yes, Juliette?

I just wanted to wish you welcome, Is all.

I know It sounds a Iittle silly...

It doesn't sound silly at all, I needed to hear It. Thanks a lot.

You wouldn't believe the nerve of that jerk!

He practically put his feet up on the desk!

I don't know how I stopped myself from giving him a good...

I am calm! Of course I'm all right, I told you!

It's him. I'll see you In a bit.

- I hope I'm not intruding... - What do you want?

I want to know everything about the operation the other night.

And I mean everything.

Why leave out the guys at Narcotics?

I understand they've been after Schaell for three years.

- He must have known about that. - The Chief has his reasons.

You want to know something, Sebastian?

You can play this Iittle game as much as you Iike, but you can't win It.

What? What game?

You want to play at being pig-headed?

I used to be the king of the pigheads.

I was the meanest, too.

I don't have to Iisten to your bullshit!

Schaell killed a cop earlier this year. A Narc, In fact.

One of Chief Rezzoni�s best friends.

And Rezzoni wanted to be the one to get him?

No, sir. Rezzoni wanted to do something for his friend.

Does that upset your sense of right and wrong?

I won't ask you to Iike me, Sebastian.

But next time you're disrespectful to me

during working hours, I'll break one of your arms. Is that clear?

Very clear, sir.

Juliette, could you please call me a taxi?

Where to?

That's my business.

Not exactly... Because It�s me who'll be driving you.

Boss's orders. So that's that.

I've never seen that make before.

Nobody's carried one of those for the last century.

Well, you know fads, they come and go.

Did you want to tell me something, Lieutenant?

No, I... I was just thinking how you must feel...

It can't be easy to come Into a new job, so...

That's nice of you, Lieutenant.

Do you want to talk to a doctor?

Where to next?

You'll see, it�s no castle.

It's just where we put people up who have to come for work

or a training session. - It'll do fine.

How do you know?

I don't plan to spend the rest of my Iife here.

If you want, there's a nice Iittle restaurant

down the street called "Chez Roman." The food is good and it�s open late.

All right.

WIII you be needling me anymore?

Well, then... Have a nice evening.

You too.

We could have a bite to eat together?

What I need most is sleep. Thanks.

Hey there, what do you want?

You're all alone, is that it?

I've got nothing to give you, friend.

In fact, to be perfectly frank, I'm more of a "dog" man myself.

Cats, well...

All right... You can stay one night. Does that suit you?

This way, we'll be two.

That's not for you.

Not for you.

I turn this on, Iike so, and insert it here.

Then I look inside.

Hello? Hello, who is it?

Hello! Is anyone there?

SEARCHING. NO MATCH FOUND

Unbelievable! No trace of him anywhere!

Not in any file or Iisting!

In France or overseas! - He's some kind of a phantom.

Or a spy. How do I know!

A cop his age, whose name doesn't turn up anywhere,

and who shows up out of nowhere...

Do you gentlemen need any help?

No, I... I was just...

I know exactly what you were doing, Captain.

If I were you, I'd stop doing it right away.

We should know who we're working with!

What you should do is obey orders!

Tell us something. Just one Iittle fact.

I don't know any more than you.

Speak of the devil...

How about a coffee, Chief?

Later, Juliette. Thanks.

Listen, Juliette, I'm trying to... - It's me, sir.

I was just finishing reading your report.

I wanted to tell you...

Well... to excuse myself

for the way I acted yesterday. That's not my style, usually.

I'm sure it�s not.

But no one will ever be able to take the place of Chief Rezzoni.

We're agreed on that.

Tell me, Sebastian,

you say here that Rezzoni never told you anything

about the investlgation that led to finding Schaell.

Is that how he usually operated?

Not usually, no.

In fact, he never worked alone Iike that.

Are you in contact with his usual informers?

I know them, yes.

Do you have any Idea which one could have put him onto Erich Schaell?

No, but I can find out.

Don't let me keep you, Captain.

How's it going?

Are you all settled in?

I unpacked my bag, if that's what you mean.

Getting on better with the guys? - It'll be all right.

Are you always this talkative?

Only on my good days.

Thanks for small favours

Chief, this is for you. Delivered by messenger to the front desk.

Can we hear?

I'm invited to a funeral. Today.

Somebody who knows you're In Paris?

No one does. But news travels fast in these circles.

What circles?

Louis Loggia�s funeral.

- Who's that? - You're too young to remember him.

He was one of the most powerful drug lords back in the '70s.

One of the kingpins of the French Connection.

Did you know him?

I may have run into him once or twice, yes.

You may have run into him?

I got around a lot at one time.

What's up?

What's up, Juliette, Is that, in my opinion,

the shit is only just beginning to hit the fan.

I'm telling you, he saw us.

- No way. - I'd swear to it!

You're really getting to be paranoid.

Grant them eternal rest, O Lord,

and may perpetual Iight shine upon them...

When thou shalt come to judgement do not condemn me...

Papa, look who's there, to your left.

Frank Riva.

He hasn't changed much.

What do you expect?

He hasn't spent the last thirty years behind bars.

That helps.

Forget it!

I'll take care of Riva myself.

I wanted to spare you the trouble, Papa.

Now be quiet.

And go pray over your uncle's grave.

My uncle... If he were here he would already have taken

that son of a bitch behind a tree and given him what's he's got coming!

What can he have to do with that bunch of crooks?

Maybe they're distant cousins.

Jeez, you'd swallow anything, wouldn't you?

How should I know what he's doing at the funeral

of a creep Iike Loggia! - It doesn't bother you to work

under a guy cosy with the mafia? - You know us Spics,

we're all more or less connected. Look...

Criminal identification.

You gotta admit, there's good pickings today.

That's Maxime.

He's the heir apparent of the Loggia clan.

Squeaky clean.

Don't know who he is. Never seen him before.

That's Norbert, Louis Loggia�s brother. Forever second in command.

I didn�t think you'd have the guts to show your face around me.

You invited me, didn�t you?

What are you talking about?

It doesn't matter.

You're back with us again. That's the main thing.

Is that all that's left of the Loggia clan?

The years haven't been so kind to us, you see...

An endangered species. That's evolution for you, Norbert.

You know it well enough.

Go back with the others, Papa.

Before this gets nasty.

You remember Maxime...

And don't tell me that the last time you saw me I was only this high!

But I don't have a thing to say to you, kid.

Since you're here, I'd Iike to talk to you.

Alone.

Are you serious?

Don't worry. Times have changed, Riva.

People don't go around blasting away at the drop of a hat.

We negotiate. We do business.

Okay, so we'll negotiate. I say we meet on neutral territory.

An art gallery, the Faubourg Salnt-Honor�.

It belongs to my sister. WiII that do?

What about Riva, where's he?

Got me! He was right there... Shit! We lost him. What a couple of jerks.

I'd better tell Herzog...

Tell Herzog what?

Oh, it's you? We were just... - Since you two are here,

you can make yourselves useful.

Follow that car. - The Loggia�s?

That's right.

How long have you known we were there?

What do you think?

Yeah, right!

Can I ask you something personal, Chief?

- Ask away. - Norbert Loggia.

Do you know him well? - I know him.

Could we know how?

That makes two questions.

What about Sebastian, what's he doing? - Looking for Pola.

Pretty Pola,

the boss's favourite C. I... I mean, Chief Rezzoni�s.

An exotic dancer, platinum blond...

Jean-Claude Marcellin in real Iife.

Still, the Chief could hardly get along without him.

Pola, she... or he...

knew everything about everybody. Guys would talk to him...

Crooks as well as cops, for that matter.

Where are you from, Buscema?

What? My family?

Pozzuoli. Just south of Naples.

I know it.

My father was from Salerno. - I know it.

Mr. Loggia, please.

He's expecting you, downstairs.

My sister... you remember Carmela?

This place is costing me the eyes out of my head.

But you gotta admit, It's not so bad, eh?

And you want to know what's really funny?

I'm almost glad to see you again...

I swear. - What is it you want, Norbert?

Louis burned to death in his apartment.

Next day, someone took pot-shots at my windows.

I don't think they were shooting to kill.

It was more Iike a warning,

see what I mean? - I see, yes.

Why are you telling me this?

I don't know, Frank.

You come back to France after 25 years

and my brother dies the same day.

Funny sort of coincidence, don't you think?

You think I had something to do with it?

That's not your style.

But you'll have to admit you had a motive.

A motive? Which one?

Just because you and your brother ruined my Iife?

I'd really have to carry a grudge...

I'm afraid, Frank. I'm afraid for me and for my family.

You've got to help me out.

You owe me that at least, don't you?

I owe you nothing, Loggia.

Frank, wait!

If you find the son of a bitch who shot Louis,

I'll give you something in exchange.

Nothing you have interests me.

I may know a thing or two about Marc-Antoine Rezzoni

that might help your investigation.

What are you getting at?

Come closer, Frank...

Closer...

so I can tell you about the great Marc-Antoine Rezzoni.

I'm listening.

You see, the real problem...

Is that the rest of the world has changed.

To a point you can't even imagine.

Toni understood that, though.

Okay, Pola! That's enough of that... - Are you crazy?

I haven't told you yet how he took me in his arms

and threw me into his convertible! - Some other time.

You're Pola?

How long have you been working with Chief Rezzoni?

Toni? He's the love of my Iife!

Well, let's see...

nearly six years. Seven, maybe.

I wanted to go see him in the hospital, but...

Was It you who tipped him off where to find Erich Schaell?

Oh no, not me.

It's the guys over at Narcotics who are after him.

I don't get mixed up with those guys! - Just answer the questions, okay?

Does Rezzoni do that a lot, use some other source than you Iike that?

Never.

Believe me, I'm not saying that to make myself important or anything,

but he couldn't do without me. He called me his public-relations manager!

Who was Rezzoni working for?

I don't get it...

He is a police chief with the Criminal brigade...

You understood the question.

Wait a second!

What are you getting at?

Keep quiet, Captain. I'm conducting this interrogation.

Rezzoni...

He's on the take, isn't he?

I don't know.

Listen closely, Jean-Claude,

If you think you can Iie to me...

Walt just a minute! What's with these questions?

Everybody gets a piece of the action Everybody takes their cut!

How would I know?

Jean-Claude...

Don't call me that, please.

I Iike him fine, Toni Rezzoni.

He's always helped me out, got me out of some deep shit...

I know that he's in tight with some drug dealers...

Big time, you know? Too big for the likes of me.

He never let on to me about it, but I've heard stories...

You son of a bitch!

Go on.

I don't know any more than that, really.

But that doesn't make him a crook, you know? Don't you believe it!

I don't believe anything, myself.

Can I go now?

You're spending the night here, asshole!

You can go now.

Thank you, Chief. Thank you very much.

If I hear anything...

You're not going to believe that Iittle? I

I don't need anyone to tell me what I should or shouldn't believe, Captain.

It's easy to drag a comatose guy through the mud,

can't defend himself! - Don't bore me, Sebastian!

I won't let you badmouth the boss, you hear me?

I'd advise you to let me go.

You don't scare me.

You could get hurt.

The hospital just called!

Tell me it isn't true!

Are you all right, Chief?

I mean... you look all in.

Just tired.

And you can call me Frank.

Maybe it's better Iike this.

I mean Rezzoni.

According to the doctors, he would have been a vegetable

for the rest of his Iife.

Yes... Sometimes nature takes pity.

Frank!

I thought maybe... we could have dinner together.

To sort of get to know each other. Talk about all this.

An excellent Idea, Lydle. But not tonight.

Of course not. Whenever you Iike.

Anytime, just not tonight.

Taste that, Sport, tell me what you think.

It comes straight from Slovenia!

I'll bet you haven't often tasted Slovenian wine.

What did I tell you!

So you're new in the neighbourhood?

Got problems?

Yes, no...

Life in general. - I'll leave you alone, then.

A person doesn't always feel Iike talking.

That's right... I'd completely forgotten about you.

Hands over your head

and go in real slow.

So what did you come here for? To kill me?

You're the one who is going to answer that question.

What are you doing in Paris? - That's my problem.

And my problem is you!

What do you have against Chief Rezzoni?

Why did you have to stir everything up?

Is that what's worrying you, Sebastian? Afraid to get splashed?

Why you dirty... I

Marc-Antoine Rezzoni was Iike a father to me.

More than a father. Mine never did half of what he did for me.

I won't let anyone drag him down in the dirt.

Especially now he's gone.

You can never run away from the truth.

What do you know about the truth?

Drop the gun. Please.

Why? You scared?

That it might go off by accident, yes. - Don't worry...

It won't, not by accident. I wouldn't deprive myself of that pleasure.

Okay. So stop yapping and do what you came to do.

You think I won't?

I don't think anything. I'm tired, I've got a headache.

And I'm not really up to visitors. So let's get this over with.

What is it you are after

In Rezzoni�s Iife? What do you have against him?

- I don't have anything against him. - Why?

Why? I'll tell you why...

Because Toni Rezzoni...

Is my brother.

What?

My name Is Fran�ois Rezzoni.

And Toni was my brother.

My younger brother.

I don't believe you!

We talked a lot, the boss and I. He never said anything... I

About my existence? Normal.

It's been over twenty years now that I no longer exist.

For anyone.

And now you've come back.

Yes, for him. For Toni.

And I didn�t even get to tell him goodbye.

Riva was our mother's name.

I began using it officially when I became a cop,

to avoid confusion with Toni.

So where were you all those years?

Here and there.

Why did you leave France?

At the beginning, there were three of us, inseparable:

Toni, me and Xavier Unger.

- The Head Commissioner? - He wasn't always Commissioner.

Back then he was considered the intellectual of the group,

the Brain.

It was his Idea for me to infiltrate the Loggia family.

Why you?

I had to always be busy with something, needed action.

Since we all three came up from the Coast, nobody here knew us.

It wasn't too hard to get myself accepted.

After six months, Louis Loggia was treating me Iike a son.

How long did you stay with the Loggias?

Three years. Three long years.

There were some days I even forgot I was a cop.

In May '74,

there was a big delivery from Colombia, In Marseille.

The biggest load in recent memory.

So huge that Louis and Norbert Loggia themselves went to pick it up.

Which is something they never did.

And that's where we got them red-handed.

You should have been decorated!

They didn�t have time.

By the next day there was a price on my head.

On direct orders from New York.

Guess how much?

Two million dollars.

At the time that was a lot of money. - That's when you left?

That's when they made me leave, yes.

With a Iittle cash, a handshake

and the hope never to see me again.

I disappeared.

I only kept up contact with Xavier. - He called you back here?

You need anything over there?

No, nothing, thanks.

Well, yes, In fact... If you've got any leftovers, anything. For a cat.

I've got just what you need.

Someone sent me an invitation to Louis Loggia�s funeral.

Don't know who sent it.

Someone who wanted me there at that precise moment.

Why?

So you really think your brother...

was involved with the Loggia clan?

I think so, yes.

And I also know that he had inside help.

Someone from headquarters.

Someone close?

Who told you that?

Toni was shot practically at point-blank range.

And from behind. - So?

So those guys were trying to get away from you, I'd say.

And Toni would never have let anyone get so close to him.

So that means that he was killed...

by one of us three?

That's one theory.

I can count on you? - Of course.

But what about you? Do you trust me?

It's been a long time since I trusted someone.

What does it change?

Yes, I guess that's your problem after all.

How are we going to handle this investigation now?

Take it from the beginning.

Tomorrow you'll go find out about this Narc that Schaell offed.

The one Toni was supposed to want to avenge so badly.

Ivan Delterre, yes.

You don't buy that?

Toni was my brother and I loved him.

But vengeance is too romantic of an idea for him.

He would never have risked his Iife for anybody, Iiving or dead.

You hadn't seen him for a long time,

maybe he had changed.

At our age you don't change anymore, Sebastian. You just get worse.

So let's get to the bad news now, okay?

Toni's been hit, Frank.

Is he dead?

He's in a coma.

What exactly do you expect me to do?

I don't expect anything, Frank...

This is strictly between you and your brother.

I know the risk you run if you come back and...

I'm coming.

Yo, Sebastian! Didn�t see you. I didn�t know you came up here to shoot.

I stopped by to see you for a few minutes.

I heard about Rezzoni.

Can't believe that he caught it from that slimeball Schaell!

Just Iike your boss, I know.

Delterre's been dead six months now

and the squad still hasn't pulled itself together yet.

It's so bad that I'm even thinking of putting in for a transfer.

Delterre and Rezzoni, I guess they were pretty close?

Really? First I've heard about it.

That's what I thought. No?

Well, not really.

To be completely honest, Delterre didn�t Iike Rezzoni very much.

Don't ask me why. - What are you talking about?

Rezzoni went after Schaell to avenge Delterre. He told me so.

Are you sure?

He told me so himself...

You find out what you needed?

Not really, no.

But what are you doing?

Have you been there long?

Not very, no.

What is bothering you?

I don't know.

Yes, you do. I know you too well for that.

Well, in fact, I'll find the man who killed Toni.

Because that's one of those things you've got to do,

because you owe that to a brother.

But?

But then I may be revealing the real face of Marc-Antoine Rezzoni.

And that face...

I'm not so sure I want to know what it looks Iike myself.

Many other police officers could have spoken here today about Chief Rezzoni.

Some may have been even closer to him than I was.

But those men wouldn't have been able to find their voice, or had the force.

So they asked me to speak for them.

Maybe I don't have the force necessary either,

but then maybe I didn�t work long enough at Chief Rezzoni�s side.

Of course that doesn't mean there was any less respect or admiration.

Over and above professional considerations,

Mr. Rezzoni had the gift of making his men feel that they belonged to a group,

a working unit...

When I joined his squad,

he could have, as is the tradition, tested me,

given me a rough time...

ragged me, as they say.

But Chief Rezzoni didn�t have time for games.

What was important to him,

was to be able to count on others,

just as others knew they could count on him.

Whatever the circumstances,

however major,

at whatever time,

once he had taken you under his wing,

he was there for you. Once and for all.

The chief always asked to be addressed by his given name.

Everyone wanted to, but no one ever dared.

We thought maybe one night while off-duty...

But with Chief Rezzoni, we were never off-duty.

His brother...

I knew that your face reminded me of someone.

Toni and I never looked anything alike.

No, no resemblance exactly.

Just something about your eyes, your stance.

On behalf of all my colleagues,

I'd Iike to express our sympathy... and our support.

He also leaves behind all the men and women

whom he trained.

The chief knew how to laugh.

He laughed at himself and at others.

I'll miss his laughter.

Lieutenant.

I wanted to thank you, on behalf of my brother.

- Thank you. ...until later.

Frank,

wait...

Sir, this is Frank Riva, the man I was telling you about.

A man one doesn't come across every day, yes.

Glad to meet you, Mr. Riva.

And my sincere regrets for your loss.

Thank you, sir.

How is your investigation coming along

Into Erich Schaell and his gang?

We're making progress, me and my brother's men.

It would be hard to find anyone more eager.

Some very fine officers.

It was Lieutenant Roth who delivered the funeral oration earlier.

Oh yes! Very good, yes. Very moving.

I really have to leave you now. I hope we meet again soon.

Well, certainly a very interesting character.

Perhaps a bit hard to manage, I imagine.

Not so easy, you're right. But I can handle him, sir.

What is to be done with him now?

I mean, It's not possible to take him back just Iike that.

After all these years.

He may very well... get in the way.

Frank Riva came back for his brother. Don't worry about the rest.

This is entirely your responsibility, Xavier.

Absolutely.

Catherine.

Fran�ois?

Is that you?

Fran�ois hasn't existed for a long time. I'm Frank Riva now.

Frank Riva... But I thought you were...

Yes, I know. I guess not all that much.

I read about Toni�s death in the papers.

You never saw him again?

Those first years, yes. When I tried to get news of you.

I don't know what to say.

Would you Iike me to take you home?

I would have asked you in...

Stop looking at me.

Sorry.

No, it's me.

I don't know what's wrong with me.

Really?

I don't think I can see you again, you know?

I can barely manage to talk to you. - I understand, Catherine.

I just got back this week. I tried to call you the other night, but...

But you couldn't talk either.

I've got to go, Fran�ois.

Oh, sorry!

Frank Riva.

I can't stay.

How could you leave me Iike that?

I almost died!

I wanted to... No! Forget It.

It's too late now anyway. I don't care anymore.

Sorry.

Thanks for taking me home. Maybe we'll see each other soon.

Yes, maybe.

I know why you've come, Frank.

Did you know about Toni?

For a long time now, yes.

How deep was he?

Up to his neck. Even worse.

He told me himself one night, last year.

In so many words. It was Iike a call for help.

And what did you do about It?

Nothing! What could I do?

Turn him over to Internal Affairs?

Toni had gotten to be a very big thorn In my side.

By talking to me, it was Iike he thought he could pass over his load onto me.

Yes, that was Toni�s specialty.

What is that supposed to mean?

I'm going back, Xav.

I've been here all of three days and already made two trips to the cemetery.

Listen, Frank...

Who was Toni working for?

I never knew.

Just Iike I never knew what exactly were the "services rendered."

He played it safe, your brother.

Not safe enough.

My presence here will do more harm than good, Xavier.

I don't plan to stick around indefinitely.

I noticed Catherine this afternoon.

Maybe it's not too late to pick up the pieces, Frank.

What are you talking about?

You don't believe in second chances?

I don't even believe in first chances.

Thanks for the drink.

Can you help me find an address, Juliette?

Sure. Whose?

Jean Kolescu.

- Okay. Where does he Iive? - No Idea.

I don't even know if he's still alive.

How long will it take?

Ten seconds to a minute. More or less.

That's progress, sir.

Sorry, Frank. You were saying?

I said that Captain Sebastian just told me

that it looks Iike my brother didn�t even know Chief Delterre.

Which would exclude the motive of a personal vendetta.

Marc-Antoine Rezzoni took an enormous risk to get Schaell,

and he dragged his men along with him.

- Maybe his aim wasn't to "get" him. - What then?

Eliminate him?

I got along fine with Rezzoni.

I had a lot of respect for him. I hope you know what you're getting Into.

What's really bothering you about It, Lydle?

The fact that you never suspected what he really was?

I'll tell you what's really bothering me.

It's suddenly having some cowboy, supposedly under my command,

come galloping In here, kicking up a lot of dust,

trampling everything In his path, then just trotting off again,

leaving us to pick up the pieces!

I didn�t ask to be here. But now that I am...

He was your brother.

Doesn't that bother you?

Don't worry about what might bother me, Chief Herzog. Okay?

Riva...

Chief...

I just wanted to ask you...

Earlier today, after the service,

you left with...

We'll talk about it some other time.

You stupid idiotl

I found him, your guy!

Alive, too.

- Bravo. - What is it?

Since you were sure you wounded Schaell the other night, if he's hurt,

he must need medical attention.

Jean Kolescu is the best-known doctor to crooks.

But he's been retired for years now.

Last time they let him out of prison, he had a stroke.

So what? Let's pay him a Iittle visit anyway.

It'll bring back the good old days.

If you have a better Idea, just let us know.

No, really. I don't remember ever meeting you before, sir.

Your brother either... But I must admit, since my accident,

my memory Is getting worse. Don't be upset.

You don't even remember spending three years In jail because of me?

No, sorry.

In any case, I've never been one to hold a grudge.

Let's get out of here. This isn't getting us anywhere.

Jean!

Time for your medicine!

I'm coming.

Captain, go keep the lady company for a few minutes.

Very convenient, amnesia.

Yes, Juliette.

Kolescu did indeed regain his memory.

His replacement

Is Dr. �mile Strobe.

Call me as soon...

What? Already?

Does he still practice?

Okay. We'll head straight there. Thanks.

Strobe has an office near the Gare de I'Est.

He's still a member of the Medical Society?

Clean record.

What's so funny?

Nothing, nothing...

It's just that we're following a 25-year-old trail.

You're Impressed, eh?

I have to admit.

In my day we didn�t have computers. We typed our reports

on broken-down typewriters, but had access to very sophisticated tools.

Oh, yeah? Like what?

So what was that? Lesson No. 1?

Just making sure we've got our priorities straight, that's all.

Does the name Erich Schaell mean anything to you, Doctor?

Schaell, you say?

Never heard of him.

I could ask my secretary to look In the patient file, If you Iike.

I don't think he'll show up In that patient file.

I only have one file.

I don't know what you're trying to Imply.

We're keeping you here for questioning, Doctor.

Whatever for?

I don't know what some of your patients will think

when they see you on the evening news.

I have nothing to hide.

If Schaell didn�t contact you, we're going to have to have a name.

You've got the wrong person.

No, �mile.

People Iike you give off an unmistakable smell.

No, no.

There's no mistake.

Chief... This lady said she was a friend of yours, so I...

Thank you, Juliette.

I'll just leave you then. If you need anything...

I didn�t expect...

I didn�t know how to get in touch with you, so...

- Sit down, please. - No, I have to go.

I just wanted to see If you wanted to have dinner with me.

I haven't stopped thinking about you,

since the cemetery. I have to get all that out of my system.

Whenever you Iike.

Tonight?

At my place. I Iive over the shop.

At whatever time suits you. - Fine.

Well, till tonight then, Fran�ois.

Sorry, Frank.

You can call me whatever you Iike, Catherine.

No, no... Frank is fine.

That'll help me.

I'm leaving now. Still not talking?

Leave me alone.

Whatever you say.

See you tomorrow!

I'd better get going too.

I'm meeting that girl who says I smell Iike a cop, remember?

She likes me to take a shower first.

And you put up with it?

Yes, I know it's insulting...

Humiliating, more Iike.

Right... But what an ass!

Want a Iift?

No, I'll stick around and make a couple of calls.

I'll see you later.

- You still paint? - Oh, no! That's at least 10 years old.

It's very good.

- Who Is it? - The model?

It's the daughter of a friend. She agreed to pose for me.

Shall we sit down?

You know... I never could have given you all this.

I never would have asked you for it.

Do you live alone?

I've been divorced. Twice.

No kids?

So tell me, please.

Why did you never try to contact me?

Even just to tell me It was all over, say good-bye.

There was a price on my head, Catherine.

And for that price, they would have gotten at anyone near me.

But what If I had been willing to take that risk?

And give up everything for me?

Your family, your country, your name too?

I don't know... I would have Iiked to have been given the choice.

I'm going to change the music.

Hello? Oh, hl, Mom.

No, I'm out this evening. I'm having dinner with a really nice guy

and we're at a very expensive restaurant.

Right now? We were just sampling the wine.

Okay. I'll tell you all about It tomorrow.

Good night.

You are pathetic!

Does that remind you of anything?

I have a very good memory, Catherine.

That night you asked me to wait for you.

You talked about an assignment,

a mission that would just take a few months.

You gave me a ring.

Did you wear it?

For a long time, yes.

Then when I met my second husband,

I walked to the Pont de I'AIma one morning and threw it into the Seine.

As a symbolic gesture.

But I've missed it since.

It's never stopped, what I felt for you.

Not for one minute, not one second.

Don't cry, Catherine...

Go away, Frank. Please. I don't want you to see me Iike this.

You're going to leave again, aren't you?

As soon as I finish what I came to do.

In that case, I don't want to see you ever again.

I can't, Frank. I can never forgive you.

Chief Herzog... What a coincidence!

Riva? I'm...

I mean, I was just...

Could you drop me off at the cab stand?

Is that you, Chief?

What are you doing here?

How did you know where I live?

Nothing escapes me, Chief.

Which is the very reason I'm so popular with your friends in uniform.

I didn�t want to upset you.

What is it you want?

I just wanted to thank you for the other day.

For not locking me up.

Tell me what you came to tell me. I want to get some sleep.

I told myself,

If you're going to be replacing Toni, we should start out on the right foot.

I've been poking around, here and there.

He's been on the take now for years.

What was he doing for them?

A Iittle bit of everything.

Apparently getting rid of evidence,

setting up fake leads,

even handling some of the deliveries himself.

And sometimes even further than that.

To murder?

That's what I've been hearing.

Who gave the order?

I didn�t hear that directly,

but I know Schaell was trying to take over the Loggia family�s territory.

More and more.

Norbert Loggia?

Norbert? He's long gone.

No, his son Maxime.

So it would have been Maxime who told my brother to get rid of Erich Schaell?

I'm taking a big risk telling you that.

And I didn�t have to.

You want a medal?

No.

Just to make sure...

we're friends.

Mr. Loggia? There's someone here to see you.

- We both have brothers burled here. - There's something that escapes me.

Why did you put me on the track of your own son?

Maxime? What are you talking about?

Toni was on your son's payroll, which you knew perfectly well.

I am a tired man, Frank.

All I want is to grow old In peace.

Maxime took over from you, is that it? He put you out to pasture.

And you were counting on me to put things back to right.

You think I'm capable of hurting my own son?

You don't know what you're saying, Frank.

You were always very good at pulling strings, Norbert.

Nice and safe in the shelter of Louis�s shadow.

Now if you don't mind, I'd Iike to pray over my brother's grave.

So you Iike roses?

That's good to know.

You'd better be on the lookout, Frank Riva! Times have changed.

And the enemy isn't always where you'd expect!

- Chief! Good news. - Good timing.

Strobe has decided to talk. All by himself, Iike a big boy.

But he'll only talk to you. - Let's go see about that.

I don't know Schaell. Some guy gave him my number.

I had no Idea who he was before reading the papers.

I swear! - Right. Where is he?

He was all alone. His pals left him.

But he was armed.

A regular arsenal.

And he was a Iittle... What could I do?

Where is he?

Erich Schaell! This Is the police!

We've got you surrounded.

Give yourself up!

We're coming in!

Chief Riva!

You can come on in. Ground floor.

He's been dead a while.

Yesterday evening, maybe.

One of his own men?

Maybe so.

Well, that makes one scumbag less.

According to the preliminary ballistics report,

Erich Schaell was shot with the same weapon that killed Chief Rezzoni.

Did you know?

Let's just say I'm not very surprised.

Is there anything that would surprise you?

You out In front of Catherine Sinclair�s place last night.

Now that surprised me.

Someone a Iittle more polite would have avoided bringing that up again.

I don't have time to be polite, Lydle.

That's right, I'd forgotten. You're just passing through.

Do you know whose gun that is?

I may have an Idea. May I?

How's it going, Chief?

Just fine, Lieutenant.

No... You're looking at me kind of funny, so...

See you tomorrow, Buscema.

Sebastian, it's me, Herzog.

Meet me over there, right away.

And don't ask questions.

So this is your penthouse, Mr. BiIIionaire?

I didn�t say "billionaire"!

I said "millionaire"! It's not the same.

I've done it with cops before, but never with a millionaire!

I can't believe it!

A cop who gets robbed!

I swear, that's the best one I've heard all year!

Shut up! Get out of here. Go on!

Oh, no... Shit!

Is this what you're looking for, Roth?

Not a very original hiding place.

Chief... What are you doing here?

So you made a deal with the doctor, Is that It?

He told you about Schaell's hide-out last night, when you stayed late.

- What, are you crazy? - I asked the night watchman.

You're the last one to have talked with Strobe in private.

It took balls to go alone in the middle of the night to see Schaell.

And to shoot him down Iike a dog.

You thought if we took him alive, he'd give you away.

You were probably right. - You've got it all wrong!

In fact, you're going to die,

but not because you killed my brother. That, I maybe could have let go...

Are you crazy? I didn�t kill anybody!

I'll kill you because you had the nerve to make a speech at his funeral.

You need proof before accusing people!

Number filed off, taped butt and trigger.

Untraceable. No wonder you didn�t want to get rid of It. They're hard to find.

I've never seen that gun in my Iife.

I'm sure the lab will tell us that the bullets that killed my brother

and Erich Schaell were fired from this same gun.

What says you didn�t plant it at my place?

You wouldn't just blow me away Iike that?

Want to bet?

I'm well aware what you think of me.

But you can't kill someone Iike that in cold blood.

Please put the gun down.

Rezzoni the Chief,

he had orders to eliminate Erich Schaell.

Who gave the orders? The Loggias?

Yes. From Maxime.

Some stupid story about territory. Who could give a shit?

My brother was nothing more than a gunman for Maxime Loggia.

Is that what you're trying to tell me?

Well paid, for a gunman. That's for sure!

He didn�t know that it was you who tipped off Erich Schaell.

And so Schaell set a trap for Toni.

With the understanding that it would be you who took him out.

From behind,

a bullet In the brain. Point blank. With this.

It was Schaell.

He threatened me! I didn�t have any choice.

Neither do I, Roth. I don't have any choice.

Please don't do it!

Put your gun down, Frank.

Please.

- He's gone completely nuts! - You just shut up!

I heard everything.

I'll take care of Roth. Believe me, he won't get away with It.

I will personally see to that.

Now you're going to stand very still while the lady and I leave.

Is that clear? - Quite clear.

I've got nothing to lose, okay?

Shooting this bitch or not, It makes no difference to me!

All right, Roth.

That's enough, Roth.

Let her go now. - Throw me your car keys!

Do you hear me? I

I'll kill her! I have nothing to lose, okay?

- Chief... - Be quiet.

- Frank, please... - He killed my brother.

I know.

We all know it. It's all over for him now.

Frank, we've found no trace of Norbert Loggia.

Apparently he's been hurt.

We found blood on the sidewalk.

First his brother, now Norbert... You think this might be a gang war?

Who would dare attack them?

The good Iittle boy coming to reassure his poor worried mama.

How touching.

Do you want to ask him some questions?

Now's the time. - Not worth it. I know the answers.

Do you think he had something to do with what happened to his father?

Give me a Iight.

I was told you had gone away.

You were told wrong.

Too bad.

Too bad for who, Maxime?

So what was all that about, In your opinion?

In my opinion?

I think that Frank Riva won't be leaving so soon after all.

Some unfinished business?

More Iike back to square one, I think.

He left the playing field to the Loggias 25 years ago,

but I don't think he's about to do that again this time.

Goodbye, Toni.

Have you been waiting for me long?

Oh, about a quarter of a century.

No, I meant...

I know what you meant.

I think I've finally managed to bury Fran�ois Rezzoni.

I've laid him to rest.

Hold me, Frank.

How come we always get the impression

he knows more than we do? - Because he probably does.

You may want to tell your father that someone's killing his henchmen

and he's on the hit Iist.

I want Maxime Loggia�s head.

What are you hiding from me?

- I didn�t know you even existed, Nina. - And my mother, you forgot about her?

Don't talk about things you know nothing about.

I knew that right away.

Your flight has been delayed.

- I can pull your badge anytime. - Can a cop do that?

I don't know about a cop, but I can.

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