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I'm coming.

So...

Leaving without paying your debt?

Here.

-This is all I have left. -There isn't 500,000 there.

I'm begging you, Mirko,

I have nothing left.

-Tell him you didn't find me. -Are you coming, Daddy?

One...

Mirko.

-Not my daughter! -Two...

Mirko.

The baby seat! In the car.

You'll find 500,000 in the cover.

There you go.

SPAIN

The trucks will embark tomorrow, in Algeciras.

Judging by the weather, it seems you'll leave in ideal conditions.

You're not coming?

I thought about it and it appears my presence is not mandatory.

But without you, I'll have no credibility.

I can't just show up alone at your supplier's.

Who said you were leaving alone?

So someone's coming with me. May I know who?

Saïd.

He's a valuable man, you'll see.

-I bet he is. -Have a good trip, Anna.

I miss you already.

-So, did you see him? -I talked to his lawyer.

The cops have interrogated him twice, but they've got nothing.

They can't link him to you, he's never seen you.

Very well. Tell him he did great.

-Come on, you already paid me this month. -It's my treat.

How are the kids?

Kevin has gone back to school. He needed that talk with you.

I wanted to ask, what happens if you don't need us anymore?

Don't worry. There will always be an envelope for you.

Right, I'm going.

-Is this Mrs Kateb's place? -Yes, do you have an appointment?

No.

Could you tell her Djemila is here? She knows me.

I'll try.

Stay here.

-You can come in. -Thank you.

Djemila.

How nice of you.

-How are you? -I was very lucky, I can't complain.

Tell me they arrested him.

He can't be arrested.

There's no link between the attack and Morphée.

I thought his house was full of cannabis?

It wasn't his house. The house was rented by another guy

who's serving 20 years for murder.

There's no better alibi.

Mrs Kateb...

I am sorry, Djemila.

I don't want to die for this.

Redwan?

-Yes? -Where's the boss?

In the office.

How do you know it was Shams who stole the 400 kg?

He didn't just steal from me, he ratted me out.

He delivered 800 kg from Spain and the police were at my door.

-Plus, half the stuff is missing. -So he delivered 800 kg and ratted on you?

What's in it for him? What did you do to him?

Nothing.

-It's him, for fuck's sake. -I'm not really in for this, man.

-That's not like Shams. -Youss!

I know you want to work with him.

You think he's smart and gifted.

You've been wanting to steal him from me for a while.

But what he did to me, he'll do to you.

Think about it.

Are you sure you want to sell it in bulk?

We could keep some for small orders and settle in my cousin's estate.

You wouldn't have to lift a finger, I'd take care of it all.

Are you stupid? It's like wearing a Rolex after robbing a jewelry store.

-Calm down, nobody knows me there. -We've got 400 kg in here,

at 2000 bucks per litre, that's 400,000 euros each.

Why bother with the estate? Let's just sell it all and be loaded.

If we retail it, we can make more than a million euros.

Do what you want with your half but stay away from La Roseraie.

Come on, I'm not stupid.

What about you? What are you going to do?

Are you going to trade with Youss?

First of all, my priority is to find myself a girl.

Yeah...

Do you see all this surface?

Imagine strawberries everywhere.

You don't like strawberries?

I do.

But that's not like you.

Would you prefer I worked with Mirko?

Do you think threatening a girl with a gun is more like me?

No.

What about you? Could you work here?

-In the greenhouses? -No, in the villa.

You could have your office there.

We'd be happy.

-With my kids? -Of course.

How long are you staying in Dublin?

Two days.

-Just enough time to give them a kiss. -Bring them back.

Not just yet.

It's still a bit early.

Not just yet but soon.

-Are you good? -Good?

See those two guys over there?

-The ones with holes in their teeth. -Yeah.

They fucked a girl six months ago.

Now, she's pregnant and doesn't know who the dad is.

-Stop it. -I swear.

And she's expecting twins, she has to take a DNA test.

She should just wait till they're born, if one has their left tooth missing,

-and the other the right one, she'll know. -You idiot.

Hey, Big Ben, how's it going, dude?

-You good? -How's it going?

-How was Thailand? -Guys, Thailand was crazy.

I swear, we should go live there, there are whores everywhere.

Even noodle sellers are whores. They smoke weed on the beach.

-Who did you go with? -My mum.

But she left me alone. I swear, it was fine.

I went to clubs and all. So you're not in La Roseraie anymore?

La Roseraie is finished, the police are there. Everything happens here now.

-But do you have what I need on you? -I have it all, don't worry.

Of course, look at this.

-Tell me if this is not great. -That looks pretty good.

-How much is it? -It's free. Bring new people, we'll talk.

-Seriously? -Yeah.

Hi.

Is the person who receives the funding in Marbella available or should we wait?

Wait a second.

-Yes? -Yassine?

Yes.

-How's it going? -Good.

-Look, I won the lottery today. -Shut up. How much?

The big prize. I'm sending you the money to Marbella, it's safer.

-I need you to receive it. -When?

Right now.

A Sarraf's waiting for you, I'm sending you the address.

No problem.

Shams.

Are you sure you have the right numbers?

The five ones plus the bonus number. Don't worry.

-Okay. -Thanks. See you later.

Okay, see you later.

RECEIPT OF MR. S. BELHADJ 4000 EUROS

-Thanks, goodbye. -Goodbye.

MOROCCO

-Are you Anna? -Yes, who are you?

Marwan Djebli. El Feo didn't come?

-No. -Why not?

Because we don't need him.

Were the humanitarian trucks your idea?

Why? Is that a problem?

-Is she crazy or what? -She looks like she is.

Women don't decide here.

Could you repeat in French? I'd like to laugh, too.

Marwan!

What are you waiting for? Load the truck.

Come on. Faster.

-Is he your son? -No, my son is in Geneva.

He's my nephew.

You look tired. Come rest at my place.

That's nice but I'd rather keep an eye on the loading.

You are a woman, you cannot stay here. Please, come.

Come on.

Make yourself at home. I'll come and get you when we're finished.

Farid?

I buried you.

Your kids buried their father.

-I had problems with El Feo, I... -I know.

Your problems became my problems.

Everything I do, I do for you.

Do whatever you want, but without me.

I don't want to see you any more. I'm done.

-It's done. -Okay.

-Is there a problem? -No, why?

-Where is your uncle? -I don't know.

If you have anything to say, say it to me.

I have nothing to say to you.

Why aren't you and your nephew taking care of El Feo already?

Marwan is crazy. I don't want him to take care of that.

I decide. And I will avenge my daughter myself.

He sent my wife. Do you know what that means? It's a message.

-He knows I'm here. -I will kill that bastard.

Even if it takes me ten years, I will kill him!

-I can't wait for ten years. -If you're not happy...

get the hell out of here! Farewell!

-What a lovely place. -I know.

Sit down.

-Would you like some water? -Thank you.

How is the woman I thought was your mother?

Soukaïna?

She is dead.

I'm sorry. You must miss her a lot.

I do.

I go see her every day.

I think about my life.

About what I have accomplished.

About what I would like to do before I die.

What is it?

You seem... weird.

I would like you to do me the great honor...

of making me your son's guardian.

-Sorry? -I would like to adopt your son.

Are you being serious?

You think I can't raise my son on my own?

Inés, I am a smart man, you have to give me that.

I have no intention of stealing your son, I think you are the perfect mother.

-Thank you. -Look...

Schools are the temples of today's mediocrity.

I want him to be educated at home by the best teachers.

What for?

So that he can become the loneliest child in the world?

And then the loneliest man in the world, like you?

-It's just an idea, we can talk about it. -I don't think so.

-I want the exact opposite for him. -What is it that you want?

For him to be himself.

What does that mean? It is nothing but a cliché. You're better than that.

I'm sorry for disappointing you. I'm going home.

-I'll walk you back. -I'll get a taxi.

So your answer is no?

Of course my answer is no. Good night, Omar.

-Stay calm. -I am calm.

I swear, I'll just go around and come back.

-I'll go around and come back. -Shut up.

-Shut the fuck up! -I'll be back right away.

-Stay calm. -Don't you get it?

-Calm down. -Shut up!

-We're cool. -Shut up.

-Is it him? -He's the one I told you about.

So there's nothing left at La Roseraie?

-Big Ben told you that? -Yes.

Show me what he sold you.

He said he could get whatever you want?

Yes.

-Yes? -Did you know your bestie was selling?

-Where? -On your territory.

At Les Asphodèles. That way, he's fucking with both of us.

-Here. -Thanks.

Thank you.

So, Big Ben, are you running away? Don't you like us anymore?

-I'm not running away. -Have you seen Shams?

Shams? Is he back from Spain?

I have no idea where Shams is!

-Where did you get your stuff? -What stuff?

I have no time to waste with a shit like you. So call him

and tell him to come right away.

Call him.

Take out your phone, you fucking son of a bitch! Use your fucking phone!

Did you see what that bastard did to Mrs Kateb? Did you?

-Yeah, I did. -They're all abandoning her. Shameful.

-Right... -She's young, you're old!

-Don't worry about that. -I'm old?

Right, go on.

-What do you want? -Can you come? I have a problem.

-I can't hear you. Are you there? -Yes.

-Right, I'm coming. -Don't! It's Morphée!

Big Ben! What's happening to you? Hello?

-Good evening, Mrs Kateb. -Good evening.

We're going to make some money with that girl.

Let's load it! Open the other door.

So what's happening now?

My clients usually pay me in advance with cash, but since the Farid issue,

I've had to change the rules a bit.

How is he, by the way?

You thought I didn't know?

-I love your innocence, Anna. -Right, whatever.

Spare me your comments.

I imagine the reunion was painful.

-With the debts, the kids, the mistress... -Mr Alfasi,

stop playing your games with me. Just pay me and I'll leave.

But of course.

I was trying to establish a connection.

"To bond", like Americans say.

What a shame you don't want to bond with me, my dear Anna.

As you imagine, these people are not going to write me a check or make a transfer.

The money was brought to a Sarraf in Holland.

That Sarraf calls another Sarraf in Spain

who will bring the money immediately and take a commission on it.

A fast transaction with no trail.

There you go.

Here is your share.

I'm keeping the rest as payment of your debt.

We're going to work together, so I'll give you a piece of advice.

-We're not going to work together. -Come on.

This is what you're meant to do, Anna.

Some women are meant to love, others to have kids, but you...

-You were born to deal. -I don't think so.

Look at what you earned with one convoy. One single convoy.

I can make you a rich woman.

You're insuring your kids' future. You're keeping them safe.

There is no better security than money.

All the Farids in the world will be at your feet.

You'll do whatever you want with them because you'll be rich,

beautiful and free.

Is that not worth putting your pride aside

and accepting that you and I are the same?

You flatter yourself.

I'm much better than you.

NO ENTRY

I'm sorry.

I found him.

Shit! You son of bitch!

Catch that bastard!

LITTER

Step back.

Take off your jacket.

Your T-shirt.

Your trousers.

Take off your trousers!

Spread your arms.

Turn around.

-You said you'd be here at ten. -The boat was late.

Come on.

You'll always surprise me, Farid.

Killing the man who protected you?

I know you well, but even I didn't think you'd be capable of that.

Omar, you swore you'd give me a second chance.

The idea of second chances is funny.

Nowadays, people tend to believe they have several lives.

They understand their mistake when they lose the only one they have.

He wanted you dead, I killed him for you. I just want to go back to Marbella.

As if nothing ever happened? As if you weren't dead?

It's all up to you.

But, Farid...

your problem isn't me.

It's your brother.

The one who got out of prison.

It shouldn't be hard for you to find him.

He sleeps in your bed. With your wife.

I don't believe you.

Poor Farid.

Cry like a woman for what you couldn't keep as a man.

This is Caixa Bank. Your personal adviser is not available at the moment.

Please leave a message or wait.

Mrs González, this is Mrs Belhadj.

It turns out I won't be needing the loan we talked about last week.

I have found another solution.

Have a nice day.

Hi there!

Hi.

You look beautiful.

So how was Ireland?

I was in Morocco.

I went to get cannabis for El Feo.

You work for him then.

Is there something else?

What is it?

Farid is alive.

Fuck.

Why did you lie to me?

So what do you want to do with this money?

-So who am I? Just a guy you fuck? -Stop it.

Yassine!

Yassine!

-Hi, Mom, how are you? -Hello, daughter.

-Look, Mom. -I'm happy to see you.

-Mom! -Sweetie! How are you?

Kids?

Can you hear me?

Come on, run!

-You cheat. -Hello.

Mom, can Shams stay for dinner?

No, he doesn't have time, sweetie.

-Come on. -No, he really can't.

-Why are you here? Morphée didn't tell me. -No, he doesn't know.

You stay here, Kylian. Shams is going to help me with the groceries.

Ok, but hurry, I haven't shown him how to do nutmegs.

-I need you, Jess. -Me?

I see how he's made your life miserable since he left. Are you not tired of it?

Since when do you care?

I'm just asking.

How dare you ask anything? When did you ever help me?

You saw him hit me. And what did you do?

Give me his address, I'll take care of him.

So that's what you want to know.

His place. You're scared for your granny, you don't give a shit about me.

That's not it. Stop saying that, you know that's not true.

No need to smooth-talk me. I'll give you Morphée's address.

You're the love of my life, Anna.

I can't stop thinking about what you said.

What do you want?

-Did you tell the kids? -No.

They are at Kathy's.

It's normal. They'll need time.

Don't want to sit down so we can talk?

I have nothing to tell you.

Why are you talking like this?

You and I went through a lot of hard stuff. I know that.

-But we're indestructible. -What are you talking about?

-Why? Is it because of Yassine? -It's my life. It's none of your business.

I agree.

I don't care whether you agree or not.

I don't want to see you anymore, you get it? Leave!

-You can't live your life with that idiot. -Stop it.

Anna...

-Don't tell me he makes you come like me. -Fuck off!

Anna, calm down.

You're my wife, remember that. You and I...

-Stop it. Farid, stop it! -Let it go.

-You're my wife, understood? -No!

No!

-Stop it! -Go on, call your bastard of a boyfriend!

He'll see you come with me!

You're mine.

Yemma, I can't talk to you now, I'm busy.

-Where are you? -At home.

-What? -At La Roseraie.

What the fuck did I tell you? Why did you go back?

Don't you get it? It's not safe for you there!

Look, I'm not going to be scared all my life.

-Why won't you listen to me? -Come back home.

Fuck! I can't believe it. Hello, Yemma?

Hey, Malika!

-Hi, Djemila! -Hello? Answer me!

-I'm OK. -Thank goodness!

Thank goodness!

So...

I'm 38, I have a son, I'm a dealer and a fag.