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Good morning, Ms Paoli.

We missed you.

You seriously think I'd raid a safe deposit?

No, but you're capable of organising it.

What's my wife doing here?

Hey, calm down. All right?

- Calm down? - Yeah. That's right.

Campana.

The Corsican Mob and Bastian crooks

joining forces on a big boat deal

tried their luck raiding a bank vault

to get their hands on a neat ten million

The pigs will never stop

nosing about in Sandra's business

The pigs will never stop

trying to lock up Sandra

So what became of them?

Sciù!

Pa!

Mù!

The poor piggybank was raided

and in no time at all the money disappeared

Because they were above board

Tony and Manu were set free

The pigs will never stop

nosing about in Sandra's business

The pigs will never stop

They'll never give up

trying to lock up Sandra

So what became of them?

The angry cops put the pressure on

and questioned them relentlessly on the entire case

They had it in for them

and wouldn't back down

What became of them?

That's you, Thursday morning, on the Marseilles boat?

- Yes. - Where had you come from?

The boat came from Marseilles? From Marseilles.

- Why Marseilles? - Fancied a spin.

- All alone? In a van? - Yes.

- Where's this van? - Someone stole it.

- You didn't call the police? - I didn't have time before my arrest.

What does this key open?

It was on your key ring.

That means it's yours, right?

Maybe... definitely, but I don't know what it opens.

It's for a storage facility. Got one of those?

No, why would I need one?

He's right. Why would he need one?

However, you have a key for one, whereas your relatives don't.

You keep it.

Maybe it's an old key I've forgotten about.

That's odd, we found lubricant on it.

- So? - So...

It was obviously used recently, dickhead.

I don't know what it opens.

Your sister has furniture in storage. Did you borrow some space from her?

Were you in Marseilles or Cergy?

It works.

Move forward.

You're wasting your time, there's nothing here.

- Feel like we're wasting time? - No more than usual.

Step back, please.

If this is from the Cergy raid

you're in the shit, mate.

10 million and two guards injured. The 20-year-old's in a coma.

He dies, life sentence.

Did your fellow inmates help fill these bags?

No, they're mine, that's all I have to say.

You'd take the hit for everyone?

I'm taking the hit because they're mine.

Allegedly, you have a sense of honour,

a sense of family.

You don't know what honour is, you defend family when it suits.

Pierre-Marie Paoli owes his 20 year sentence to you.

His only consolation,

is that you mightn't be around when he's released.

Because within your system, Ms Paoli,

the one you never included Mr Paoli in, but you're now drowning in,

there are no rules, no honour, no friendship.

There's one rulebook, written by whoever's in charge.

You've killed people,

you'll kill others.

And when everyone's dead, you'll kill each other.

The angry cops piled the pressure on

They tried their best to trap the crooks

Eventually they tripped up and released them instead

Except Pierre-Marie, who took the hit for them

The cops will never stop

nosing about in Sandra's business

The cops will never stop

They're madder than ever even though they stole the bills

What will they do?

The cops kept the bills

but only one man stayed in jail

The cops kept the bills

but put hardly anyone in jail

Now they need to find 10 million!

Now they need to find 10 million!

- We had the fucking money. - We're free, that's what matters.

Go shower and sleep, we'll talk later.

Right.

I left everything so that you'd see.

I'm sorry.

I don't want you to be sorry. I want you to stop.

This needs to stop.

This is the new life you promised me? Worse than our life before?

This is all my fault.

You need to help Pierre-Marie.

Sandra?

Joining me for dinner?

Sandra, it wasn't your fault, OK?

I should never have lent him the bloody storage space.

Never.

Why did I say yes? Why?

Stop saying that.

You did what you had to. You're not to blame.

Are you doing business with my father and brother?

Don't ask me things like that, Christelle.

Now I know why Sandra asked me not to tell my parents about us.

She asked you to do that?

Yes.

Don't tell her I told you.

Why would I tell her? I won't say anything.

- What's up? - We need to talk.

It couldn't wait until tomorrow?

Tony, I'm back with Christelle.

Our plans won't change.

- Won't change? - No.

Christelle is my Saudade, you see?

You wake me at 4am to tell me?

She's trying to force us out. That's why she's back.

She's played the sympathy vote and we fell for it.

What makes you think that?

She told Christelle not to tell Orso about us. Why?

As a surprise?

Unlikely, since she told Christelle to get back with Manu.

Oh, because she...

I've thought of everything and there's only one explanation.

She's sidestepping us with Orso. That's why she's not telling him.

Don't you think it's odd that he agrees to everything?

He lets us in on the raid,

he gives us a bigger share on the ferries,

In his place, I'd negotiate.

He says nothing.

He always agrees.

True, he never fights back.

That's because she's made him a better offer.

She's buying the ferries with them, not us.

Heads up, are you ready?

This is the good stuff. Really good stuff.

To our fantastic seizure of 10 million euros.

- To 10 million! - Cheers!

Cheers!

Cheer up, Commander.

We got the money, a confession...

A confession to what? He confessed nothing.

He admitted the money was his.

We'll have several years of court proceedings.

- Lots can happen in that time. - He'll screw us over several times.

Excuse me.

Hello?

Locking him up helps us, doesn't it?

They should all be locked up. Jail time would do them good.

We have fuck all proof. No DNA, weapons or balaclavas.

What's your problem? Do you miss them?

You hate seeing them walking free? Ease up.

Which case file?

Excuse me, is Sandra Paoli paying you?

One moment.

- What did you say? - Is Sandra Paoli paying you?

You release her even though she obviously killed her brother.

You release her cousins even though they're obviously behind the raid.

- Something's not right. - Drop it, Thomas.

- I'm speaking to the judge. - You're speaking out of turn.

- Nothing to say? - No. Definitely not.

Thomas!

- Thomas! - What?

- What's wrong? - What's your problem?

Drop it, stop pissing me off.

Whose fault is it then? Mine?

Yours?

It's her fault Pierre-Marie's in prison.

Blanche, stop.

Our business involves taking risks. Things just didn't go to plan.

- Sandra's not to blame. - I know why you're doing this.

But it's with your brother that you should have made peace.

Reconciling with her won't change anything.

No, we wasted 20 years with this crap.

Reconciling with Sandra is like reconciling with my brother.

Do you understand?

End of discussion.

Yes?

What do they want to discuss?

What's our next move?

- Got another raid up your sleeve? - Stop it, Tony.

- We're here to resolve our problems. - Our problems?

I don't have any problems.

- Manu, got a problem? - No, why would I?

I saved your son's life.

Pierre-Marie's situation is unfortunate.

But we're here for business, not emotions.

Manu, Jean-Luc and I lost 5 million, so we want compensation.

Tony, stop it.

You can't ask for that.

Let's resolve what we've started.

Resolve what? The money's gone.

Compensate us for the money we put forward,

then we'll consider what's next. Otherwise it's complicated.

What would you do?

We're owed money and he's got enough. It changes everything.

Orso got involved because we needed 15 million.

He stays, we're 10 short, he's out, we're 15 short.

When you say compensate, how much are we talking?

How much is your son's life worth?

I'll pull out of the ferries. It's not working. As for the rest...

I'll think on it.

Have a think and call us.

Come and find us at the Dakota.

They think I owe them. They're pushing it.

- I'll talk to them. - And say what?

The talking's over, no more chitchat.

What now? We let the ferries go?

Seriously? The ferries are the goal, Orso.

Nothing changes until we have them.

- So you lied before? - I was mistaken.

I need them, not just their money.

We can take risks with them.

Leave the shitty jobs to them, not your family.

And they'll do them because they're desperate.

Orso, one day, the ferries will belong to us.

The Paolis. Then we'll do the necessary, not before.

Sandra, let me be clear,

I'm not compensating them, not even a euro.

I wouldn't usually piss Orso off because of Christelle,

but how...

I just want to split his-head open.

Manu, he's mine. Leave him be for now.

- What if they get the upper hand? - We won't let them. She needs us.

She's fucked without us, and she knows it.

What do you want? War?

Sandra, are you joking?

You think we'd raid a bank, almost die, forget the money,

and walk away empty-handed?

What do you take us for?

- He's right. - What's your problem?

You're bored so you declare war on Orso Paoli for no reason?

No reason? You don't think there's a reason?

You've killed for less.

Would one million suffice as compensation?

- From you or him? - Me. I dragged him into this.

You'll have my shares of the club for 6 months.

Forget it.

We just don't want him around.

This deal is between us, let's keep it so.

We'll sell our businesses.

Unless you have another idea?

The Bellagio, the Aghia and the Rotunda.

Let's say six or seven.

Call it seven.

I'd say the hotel is worth four now, what with all the new developments.

- Four and a half maybe. - We can't go under four.

That totals eleven and a half.

The Pigalle's worth two.

Thirteen and a half. One and a half short.

The Dakota.

One and a half.

You're selling up?

We're making a big deal.

If it works, we won't need the Dakota.

I need it, Tony.

I love this place, my job, my girls...

Don't take that from me.

I know you love it.

Selling the Dakota is a tough decision, for both of us.

I promise things will be better.

We both want the same things.

If you do this deal,

will it stop the stints in prison and police searches at home?

They'll stop.

Sell it then.

I'm going to see Muller about these companies.

Come too. Get away from here for a bit.

- You think I need to? - Yes.

Think I need anything else?

A decent lawyer. But you already have one.

OK.

I understand.

You're welcome.

Goodbye.

It's a no.

He's worried about the Corsican nationalists...

I need a buyer and this bloody strike must end.

We'll look overseas. We're sure to find that 60 million.

CAMPANA CAR MIC

- Nice and calm now? - Better, I'm in a very good mood.

Listen to this.

I wouldn't usually piss Orso off because of Christelle,

but now, I just want to split his head open.

Manu, he's mine. leave him be for now.

- What if they get the upper hand? - They won't. She needs us.

She's fucked without us, and she knows it.

They really screwed up losing that money.

Yes! Campana and Mordiconi want rid of Orso, that's good news for us.

- How's your judge pal doing? - I don't give a toss.

- When was that? - Yesterday.

I wouldn't usually piss Orso off because of Christelle...

We invited you because we're selling. You supply 80% of the bars in Bastia,

so we're counting on you for clients. And quickly.

- What's for sale? - Everything.

These are the files and reports.

So bring us clients with cash.

It'll be fine. We'll get the sodding 15 million.

Daniel and I are going to meet Muller in Paris.

- Transfer it as soon as you have it? - No problem.

Robert, smooth journey?

- Place your bets. - 200.

Another 50.

- Who is she? - She likes the high stakes.

She's a smart cookie.

- Is she an escort? - I think so.

Make her leave.

The gambling money is ours,

not hers.

Send me a member of security.

I was here before you, and I'm not leaving.

- Excuse me? - Sébastian Acquaviva was my friend.

He gave me permission to come here.

I don't know who you're talking about.

- I know who you are, Sandra Paoli. - Is that right?

Yes. You don't scare me.

Good, you've no reason to be scared.

You're Corsican, I'm Sicilian.

If I want to come back here...

neither you, nor anyone, can stop me.

If you really want to stop me,

you'll have to be much more cunning than that.

Are you aware that I can easily have you destroyed?

Very aware.

Apparently you agreed she could stay.

300.

Carmen!

Coming!

Hurry up!

JOBS FOR CORSICANS

Look at them.

They've held my business hostage for 5 months.

They'll run us into the ground.

They can't be serious.

- Is he here? - Yeah.

Can you fetch him?

Sauveur!

Someone's asking for you.

You can't keep this going, Mr Bonafedi.

We're trying to save the ferries by forming a regional shipping line:

you, us, the union and the region. That's what Corsica needs.

- Then the strike will end. - What?

- You think I'll let the FLNC in? - Who mentioned the FLNC?

- You're getting it mixed up. - You're not their spokesperson?

You haven't been speaking on their behalf for years?

Listen carefully, Mr Bonafedi, and tell them exactly what I say.

I won't have thugs in my company. Never.

Is that clear?

Very clear.

What an arsehole.

This regional shipping line obviously benefits him in some way.

That's the meeting room.

Why are you so against him? It could be a good solution.

It's definitely a solution, but the nationalists can't have any authority.

Livia!

Freeman is interested. He wants to meet.

I'm glad you came. You're my lucky charm.

- Who's laughing now? - We have the money.

Yeah, 60 million euros.

That's me.

- I'll be right back. - Bloody hell, Sandra.

I'll be back in five.

What's up? What's the problem this time?

I bring in customers.

They pay, they play.

You should be thanking me.

You should even pay me.

What do you want?

You want trouble, eh?

You like drama?

What the fuck are you doing?

You shouldn't attack girls in toilets.

I'm sure you know I just spent a year in prison.

And I don't like being disobeyed.

I don't care about your rules.

Yeah, so what?

- Are you toasting or not? - I'll toast.

Where's she from? She's a knockout.

She's a hooker.

You can tell that just by looking?

Of course, it's not difficult.

Reckon she could tell you're a thug by looking at you?

Maybe.

Cops, hookers, thugs, you can tell. We didn't invent the rules.

And me? Would I be a hooker or a thug?

- What would you guess? - Honestly?

Honestly.

- Can't we just toast? - No, I'm intrigued.

Too manly for a hooker, too feminine for a thug.

Right, to the ferries!

To the ferries.

Thomas!

Thomas!

Thomas.

This is my day off.

- Are you trying to lose your divorce? - Might as well.

Yeah? Try not to lose your job too.

- You really fucked up with the judge. - How?

- The other day? It's fine. - It's not fine, Thomas.

Sort yourself out, find a flat, leave this dump.

You're having a rough patch.

I'll sort myself out.

- Who's that? - A hairdresser friend.

- Think she's hot? - Yeah.

Tavera's found a buyer.

- Who? - Freeman, a pension fund manager.

He just arrived in Bastia.

It's over.

Hold on, Daniel. He's a banker.

He's no mafia boss, he's just a banker.

It's me. Where are you?

Relax.

Call me back from a payphone.

Apologies, I never pop champagne before signing,

- but I can't wait. - What a good start!

- To your good health. - And yours, Ms Tavera.

And yours, young lady. And the prosperity of the ferries.

Sheers.

To you, darling. To us.

And your new job working with me.

- What would that involve? - Whatever you like.

Shall we look through the agreement?

Anthony?

- Everything's there. - Thank you.

DON'T TOUCH THE FERRIES

Morning.

What's wrong?

Read that.

This can't be right.

He's left his hotel. I called 20 times, no answer.

He can't just leave without giving an explanation.

Yes?

What?

Let him in.

- Is this a joke? - No, Ms Tavera.

We're offering 60 million euros.

We have an established bank acting as guarantor.

We hope your board of directors will take our proposition seriously.

Never.

I'm sure your creditors will see things differently.

She'll never be involved with the ferries. Understood?

Never.

Does she think I'll back down?

She can threaten whoever she likes. It won't help.

It'll only help put her back behind bars, where she belongs.

Ms Tavera, spare me the threats and unfounded accusations.

My client is within her rights because she is presumed innocent.

Refuse her offer and we'll extend it to your liquidator in a year.

So it's over?

You're not a lawyer anymore?

Well?

She refused, but she won't have a choice.

- Thank you, Daniel. Good night. - Good night, Sandra.

She threatened Freeman?

It was obviously her.

What will you do?

What choice do I have?

I'll keep looking. I'll find something.

I'd better bloody find something.

I'm sure you will.

But she won't give up.

- She'll keep doing it. - I won't let her.

You think you have a choice?

She killed my dad for going against her

and she'll kill you too.

That's what she's like.

What do I do? Just give in?

There's something that might make her back down.

Let's see the rest.

- Sandra. - What?

Carmen's here.

What brings you here?

I came to talk.

- Want some privacy? - No, you can stay.

It's not personal and you're involved.

What's that?

As of 9am this morning, I'm Livia's sole beneficiary.

Her ferry shares are now in my name.

I'm also now on the board of directors.

I accepted because I trust her.

All the paperwork's there. Feel free to check.

She's giving you her company?

She's giving me everything.

That's her best move? Putting you in charge of the ferries.

It's not her idea, Sandra. It's mine.

If you want the company, you'll be taking it from me.

You'll be taking the company from your beloved niece.

Your niece whose father you should never have killed.