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A police comedy by Djamel Bensalah

Villeneuve (in the big bad projects), Friday

To think all this used to be forests.

The King's hunting grounds.

lt must have been wonderful.

Now,

it's just so depressing.

Really brings you down.

Can l put the radio on?

The two o'clock news with Laetitia Boulenichovich.

The mutilated, headless corpses of two women

found near a local mosque still haven't been identified...

No way, it's too gross.

MOSQUE

Where are you going?

This isn't the way.

lsn't this where those girls got whacked?

CAPTAlN KHALlD

You can't choose your parents You can't choose your family

And you can't choose from Manilla

Paris or Algiers to learn to walk

Try Algeria!

Being born somewhere

Means leaving when you want

Coming back when you leave

Are people born with equal rights?

l don't know!

Or born in the right place?

Are they born equal or not?

Over to you!

As mom's my witness, that's a 600SL!

Why'd you cut the music?

lt's not a 600, it's a 300.

That's a 300?

lt's a 600!

You know shit! Wanna bet?

Bet all you want, it's a 600!

Okay, a kebab!

- You're on. - Samurai sauce!

Morning, sir. Police. Switch off the engine.

License and the vehicle's documents, please.

Sure, but l was only doing 30.

Please! Not a word!

We're the police. We talk and you listen.

- What do you say, Tong? - l say you win.

Win?

And l say he's not local! lt looks bad!

Hi there, shitheads!

Granny, your helmet!

No helmet, no insurance. She's going too far!

The lady's an eccentric.

Don't laugh, you're in big trouble.

Big, big trouble!

Questions perhaps?

Over there.

Governor, you just congratulated young officers

from police academy posted to your state this year.

l quote...

Dore, Jean-Pierre. De Rouvray, Frederic.

Selliere, Jean-Hugues. Valencon, Francoise.

Sorry, not the whole list. There's 38 of them.

As the state's police commissioner will confirm.

So, what's your question?

Quite simply, do these officers reflect the state?

Definitely.

They're the best!

Next question.

Governor, aren't you at all concerned by the fact

that among these graduate officers, there are no representatives

of so-called visible minorities?

As we are all aware, it's a nationwide exam,

open to all candidates without any form of discrimination.

Miss? Or madam.

Madam. lt was announced today

that the ''Friday Killer''

has struck again near a mosque.

Do you think these young officers are best equipped

to solve a crime clearly linked to a particular community?

There you are, Picolini!

Governor.

Bravo, my friend! Not a single black or Arab!

l died of shame. Perhaps you did it on purpose.

Not at all, Mr. Governor.

Eyes front, Picolini!

l've heard your silly national identity theories.

l'm warning you, you won't get me the sack.

l want some color out there.

But the exams are over, everyone's been assigned.

l don't care! The press will rip me to shreds.

Find a way to appoint an inner-city kid.

Governor, you don't just become an officer in the police.

You have to study law, psychology...

How long?

To train a lieutenant?

1 8 months.

l want one by next week.

Sorry?

Public opinion needs a strong symbol.

Put him in charge of the Friday Killer case.

- No way, that's Crime Squad. - l don't care!

Talk to Police HQ.

l want a symbol.

Color and a symbol!

- Governor... - That will be all.

l'll give you color and a symbol!

- Can l help, Mrs. Gassier? - No need, Khalid sweetie.

lt'll soon be ready.

l don't mind him being Arab, but he's not for you.

A schoolteacher lives with a chairman or principal.

A dream match.

We haven't even met his parents.

You said he doesn't eat pork, but is wild boar okay?

Mom!

l'll make some pasta.

l don't get it.

What do these people eat?

l swung him his job.

lf not for me, he'd be on welfare.

On social benefit! He's no loser, dad!

He's just not cut out to be a cop. Thank god!

Stay out of it, it's none of our business.

They're young and in love.

ln love, maybe, but at 26, l'd been on the beat 8 years

and was paying off our mortgage.

l even nearly landed you a job.

But you didn't.

Chief, is it true?

ls what true, Khalid?

At the station, l heard you got it.

For now, they're only rumors.

What rumors?

The guys are saying our Sarge...

Your marvelous husband is being promoted...

To Lieutenant!

lt's not official.

Get off of me!

Enough!

What about your police officer exam?

Studying hard?

Yeah, l guess.

Watch out, it's not for slackers.

ln our precinct, only 2 out of 8 will be admitted.

l can go over it with you Sunday.

l'd love to, but Sunday is soccer.

Now l'm coach of Villeneuve United...

- That's good! - Too kind.

... my weekends aren't my own.

And definitely not mine.

That's less good.

l know.

Y'know, chief, traffic control isn't my bag.

lf l join the police long-term,

l'd at least want

to take your job!

He's so funny!

And what would you do if you took my job?

l was kidding, chief.

No, l'm really interested.

What exactly would you do?

He's just fooling. lt's a joke.

Say, l made avocado with prawns. You do eat prawns?

Sure!

l'm not jewish. We even eat clam.

Gee, it's ugly.

Filthy, too.

People live here.

So l hear.

Hi, hotshots!

Granny's got troubles. l'm 40 cents short for a baguette.

Her troubles stink.

Sorry, no change.

- Call social services. lt's their job. - Sure!

Fuck you, scumbag!

Asswipe!

Jose!

Can you lend me a tie?

No probs, with pleasure.

Tie, sky blue...

Sorry, all out of sky blue.

Don't worry, l've got something better.

Awesome! How can l thank you!

Pray l get a new contract soon.

Or else l go tits up, fire A-Hole

and l gotta sell my van.

Think this through.

The commissioner isn't coming here to announce exam results.

He couldn't give a shit.

Really?

He's here to make Gassier lieutenant.

Hey, everybody!

Hey, Khalid!

Hey, pops!

Salaam! What's with the tie?

The usual? Fanta Orange?

No, Solly. Sore throat. Fanta Lemon, please.

And two milky coffees, for A-Hole and Jose.

Hey, you clown,

l hear you flunked the exam.

Yup, a cop's life isn't for me.

l can devote myself full-time to Villeneuve United.

lf you're as good a coach as a cop, l pity them.

He's not exactly Zidane!

Say, isn't this tie of yours a bit flash?

No way, doofus. Not flash, elegant.

lt's Armani, if you see what l mean.

Anyway, the police is a waste of time.

Pinch me! When did you learn to read?

Don't have to be able to read, just count.

Three dead women.

Four soon. Listen to Pops, he knows.

Here he comes.

Hurry!

He's here!

Watch out, commissioner.

Welcome, commissioner, it's an honor to have you here.

Our home is your home.

This isn't a betting shop.

The men's room?

Backed up since the '98 World Cup.

lf you need to go, we use Solly's cafe opposite. Very clean.

You could eat off the floor.

l'll wait, thanks.

After you.

Good job, chief.

Watch the leak!

We installed a nice podium for you

with a nice microphone

and some nice refreshments and a snack.

l'll be fine, thanks.

For afterwards.

Congratulations, chief!

Sorry, l messed up the exam, chief.

But l'm so pleased for you.

What the heck's that tie?

lt's Armani, chief.

We're not at Gay Pride. Scram!

Bravo, chief.

Sami, that earring! lt's against regulations. Hide!

Ladies and gentlemen, attention!

Please give a warm welcome to state police commissioner,

Mr. Picolini, Jean-Philippe.

lt's hardly the White House, so l'll be brief.

The interns promoted to the rank of police officer are...

Tong, Henry.

That's me!

Chief!

l could cry!

And Koulibaly, Mamadou Feydou.

Me?

That's me! He said my name!

Mazel tov, bro.

Thanks, but it's Seydou.

Sorry, just saying.

Welcome to the ranks of the police, Mr. Seydou.

Now, by virtue of the powers vested in me,

at the suggestion of Governor Flaubert,

with dispensation granted by the Minister,

l promote to the rank of lieutenant...

the intern...

Belkacem, Kalid.

Khalid!

lt's pronounced Khalid, like the j in Spanish.

Until further notice, he will be in command

and will provide local liaison to help Crime Squad solve

the Friday Killer case.

Fall out, gentlemen.

Sergeant, thanks for the warm welcome.

That's bullshit!

God save the police! l'm taking sick leave.

Good idea.

Be strong, Gerry.

Chin up, chief.

Lieutenant! We're so happy for you!

lncredible!

lt's...

lt's this way, isn't it?

l think so.

What can l say, chief?

Say nothing.

The Republic has spoken.

Congratulations...

Lieutenant.

Honestly, sorry about the chief's job, chief.

There must be some mistake.

They'll work it out eventually.

Probably.

You're sure he's the lousiest?

Certain.

Judge for yourself.

l see!

''X enophobia is the fear of insects.''

We just lost a Governor.

lt's very upsetting.

Of course.

But we don't share the same values.

That totally sucks.

He's a dumbass loser.

You're sure they're together?

Yes, l saw them smooching in the supermarket parking lot.

lt was gross!

For 25 years, l saw mom panic if dad was late home.

l don't want to go through that.

lt won't be for long. lt's a PR gimmick for the projects.

l don't care!

lt's cops like you that get killed on duty.

Why the heck would l die?

You and your dad think l'm a total chump.

Put yourself in my shoes.

You have it all, a job, proud parents, a studio soon...

lf l resign, where am l?

Back on welfare.

You want a welfare bunny?

Better on welfare than dead.

Look, Alice,

let me cash just one paycheck.

l'll take you to the Seychelles. We've never been.

A Costa cruise, that's so dope! A friend of mine says it's wild.

We'd get married on board. Say yes.

l can take you to the Seychelles, my love.

That pisses me off.

lt drives me crazy, Alice.

l can't give you anything.

You always pay for everything.

lt's making me feel l'm not a man.

You're not a man, you're my man.

l don't care what people think.

l love you.

Please, Khalidou, promise me you'll resign.

l'm begging you.

Alright then.

My Khalidou, thank you.

Back to your seats in silence!

He's not just ugly, he's tiny.

Looks like Shrek!

Your dad's Shrek!

Khalid Belkacem?

l'm Governor Flaubert. Get in.

Thanks, l'll walk. l need to get some fresh air.

Get in, l said.

Right, l'll be straight with you.

l just received your file. lt's catastrophic.

The commissioner's using you to get at me.

You don't deserve your promotion.

You're doing me a huge favor, Mr. Governor.

l totally agree with you. And my girlfriend...

Quiet, Belkacem!

l do the talking and you listen.

We just found a fourth victim.

France is afraid!

A killer's hiding in mosques. There'll be racist attacks, vigilantes,

unless an Arab cop like you catches him.

Y'know, the police was never really my vocation.

You think l dreamed of becoming Governor?

This is no time for regrets, but for action.

This is Captain Diane Dardenne, from Police HQ.

She's leading the hunt for the killer.

Hi!

Hello.

Haven't we met?

l think not.

lt's just you look like the chick in Matrix!

Trinity!

Belkacem, please!

This isn't the projects!

You're clearly incompetent,

but thanks to Capt. Dardenne and her team,

you will succeed!

France will sleep easy again.

Stuff Picolini and those who think inner-city kids are no-goods.

No-goods?

That's a bit strong.

l broke my arm, too, in preschool when l was 7.

Every recess, we used to climb onto a wall.

One time,

that idiot slipped,

cut his chin and l broke my arm.

Just thinking about it hurts.

How did you do it?

A .44 bullet.

Okay! That's gotta hurt.

You seriously expect me to drive?

Sorry?

l said, you seriously expect me to drive?

- l don't have a license. - You don't?

You're useless, aren't you?

Miss, can l put the bell on?

Of course.

Thank you, so kind.

You can also shift into fourth.

Sorry, ma'am.

ln the city,

Pops never exceeds 50 kph.

The law's the law!

There you go! We're here!

More haste, less speed.

Take it easy.

The victim?

No, it's Kouli. He saw the corpse and fainted.

Just like that.

lt's not pretty.

Holey moley!

Like the others, decapitated with a sword or scimitar.

The murderer hacked at her 2 or 3 times.

Same frenzied mutilation of the corpse and rape post-mortem.

He used protection,

like with the others.

So, most likely no DNA.

Time of death was around 3 p.m.

Just an hour after Friday prayers.

Or just an hour after lunch.

Let us work! You're our token Arab,

so go show your face to the populace.

Snooty bitch!

Sorry?

No, nothing. l just said...

Poor chick.

Sure.

Who's the retard?

lt's complicated.

Mr. and Mrs. Belkacem, how did you hear of your son's promotion?

l saw the news on the radio.

You're very proud?

Yes! l'm so proud of my son.

He never passed an exam.

He flunked everything, his high school examination,

driving test, camp counselor certification

and even his vaccination.

Now he's Chief of Police!

That's France! A land of opportunity!

Thanks very much.

We'd no idea what to do with the boy.

His mother wanted to send him home. l refused.

Don't worry, my son'll catch your Friday Killer.

My son Khalid

may be the spitting image of his mother

but intellectually he has his father's intellect.

Hi to Casablanca...

There he is!

Bingo! Look, captain!

A hand of Fatima!

Our psycho's an Arab!

Lieutenant! Congratulations!

Thanks, son.

This is the best accommodation you have?

Your apartment will be ready tomorrow.

Tonight, you're at my folks'.

l'm not staying at your folks'. Find me a hotel!

Sure, but the town's only hotel burned down in the riots.

Hey, handsome! Just saw you on TV. Awesome!

Thanks.

Watch out for her. A real gossip whore.

Priscilla, we need your brother

or we'll never win the cup.

Okay, hotshot, l'll tell him!

What are all these people doing on the roof?

Same as us.

They live in other buildings but use this one's elevator.

The others are all kaput.

Khalid, congrats on your promotion!

The lady want some bread?

Mecca Cola?

No thanks, bro. We appreciate it.

See? Great guys in my hood.

Not like those bastards in Bees Blocks.

Sorry, baby.

Hear the vuvuzelas?

That's the Bees! Those yellow buildings.

You don't wanna go there, they're all dealers.

l bet they torched your hotel.

Hey, Bees!

The Roses say, Screw you!

Hey, captain...

Honestly, l don't buy it.

Verses of the Qu'ran?

A hand of Fatima in the victim's palm?

lt's a set-up.

No, unfortunately, it's typical in the police

to find crackpots on a divine mission.

Here we are!

May l ask you to remove your shoes?

Or you'll dirty stuff.

Take mom's slippers if you want.

Michel! Turn it down!

Awesome, your promotion!

Yeah, right. Turn it down anyway.

Lasagna or pizza?

Lasagna.

Great choice.

What time do your parents get home?

They won't be home tonight.

Pardon me?

My sis and her husband are out,

so the folks are staying over with my nephew.

Your nephew has a room here, too?

No, that's my room.

But you're sleeping here tonight and l'm on the couch.

C'mon, lasagna time!

Sorry to keep you waiting.

l never saw a prettier flagpole.

Thanks, that's sweet. Go ahead.

See, l told you!

Visitors?

Hey, Alice!

Screw him, he's just a big shit!

Dickhead!

lt's not what you think!

Her name was Adeline Gaujour, 27.

She suffered the same fate as the other 3.

Stunned by a Taser, decapitated and raped

without the slightest trace of DNA.

So, all four women were pretty,

young, single and with no close family.

And didn't know each other.

Their only link was this Dour guy.

A guy called Dour...

Sorry.

... whose name was in their diaries,

for lunch dates the month before their murder.

But there's never a telephone number for Dour.

Did l forget something?

They were all unemployed.

Share the joke with us.

You're not uptown now. Everybody here's unemployed.

Even the mayor claims welfare.

Anything else?

Like all the others, no Dour in Adeline's address book.

ln fact, not a single raghead friend.

l mean, North African.

These are religious sex crimes,

with a theft angle.

The bodies never have money,

not even a few cents.

But they must have carried cash.

The first three bussed tables in nightclubs,

with lifestyles way above their earnings.

Summer vacations, skiing in winter,

a minor coke habit...

They were hookers. Must have been.

Working discos until they met the same muslim wacko.

Why not just the same wacko?

As usual, lslam gets the blame.

You jump on the bandwagon.

The muslim ''Friday Killer!''

lf he killed on Saturday, he'd be jewish?

On Sunday, christian? On Monday, atheist?

That's just dumb.

Okay, any suggestions?

The local cops could bring in the mosque's radicals.

lf they have the smarts.

lf they had! Subjunctive conditional.

What?

Traced him, captain. 59, Butcher's Street.

Let's go, guys!

Do elevators ever work in this town?

What?

l was making out with her on the roof?

Priscilla's out of her tiny mind!

What are you thinking?

As mom is my witness, she's a co-worker.

And she's a total frump.

How can they think

something happened between that... l mean him, and me.

Looks can be deceiving.

Even at school, girls fought over him.

Right, Tong?

Ophelie, the Eurasian in 9th grade. Drop-dead gorgeous.

She jumped out of a window over him.

Of course l'm gonna resign, baby.

Open up! Police!

Just a few questions, don't worry.

About your decapitated neighbor.

Morning, captain.

Here...

Put these on.

ls that latex?

Of course it is.

Sorry, l'm allergic to latex.

So, just look and don't touch.

Cheese!

A lunch date with Dour Saturday. Today.

Jeez, the sound system!

The plasma TV, the hi-fi, there's a lot of dough here.

Your stiff wasn't broke.

With all the pork in there, the islamists weren't coming to dinner.

Tell the towelhead to button it!

Fabiani!

You've got two good hands. Open the garbage chute.

lt's already open.

lt's unscrewed. With both hands, you'll pull it out.

Okay.

Sweet! The old garbage chute!

Banned now. To stop the roaches.

There's something in here.

Juju, it's Malakoff all over again!

Her stash of trick money.

You're not a cop for nothing.

Drug profits, more likely. At least 1 0 grand.

1 0 grand, that's 2,000 each. We're rich!

Fabiani, count it and bag it up.

The others lived top floor with garbage chute?

l think so.

We've missed something.

- Go back over the other flats. - Yes, boss.

That's shady.

What's shady?

That.

A Paki's laundry ticket.

We're not here to get her laundry!

A month without our families!

Just shut your stupid mouth!

Please, Julien!

Officially, Lt. Belkacem is lead investigator.

Forgive him, Lt. Belkacem.

No, no problem.

So, you were saying, a ticket from some laundry?

Paki's Laundry.

Paki's the name of the owner.

lt's in a mall across town.

lt's shady her getting her laundry done there

when there are two laundries nearby.

And Paki's is next to his lndian restaurant.

Stuff he cleans reeks of tandoori.

l should know, he's a good friend.

Smell that.

Not right now, thanks.

Got that. See you later.

That was Juju.

All the victims' apartments have been broken into.

Somebody's been in to empty the stash in the garbage.

Urdu!

lslamabad!

Karachi!

Pashtun! Pashtun, my friend!

Where you go, friend of mine?

Hello.

Naughty! Other new one!

Cut it out.

l'm not like that.

You not like that, l like that.

l name is Paki. Your name?

Captain Dardenne.

Okay.

Paki, we need this. lt's urgent.

You want cloth? Okay.

l get your cloth.

You want tandoori maybe?

Thanks but...

Not you. Lady.

No, thank you.

Cloth!

Tandoori at midday, on the potty at midnight!

Good one.

For you!

Wrong, bro, that cloth's from your country.

Not wrong. That your burqa.

Look number. One three five.

Ticket 1 35. That your burqa!

However...

Red stain encrusted.

Me no can. Me rub.

Me rub rub rub.

Red stain encrusted!

Seriously, l don't get it.

ln theory, pork in the kitchen

means no burqa to clean.

lt's pretty clear we're dealing with a fetishist.

Most likely.

Sorry,

it sounds bizarre but granddad asks what a fetishist is.

A person who needs certain rituals or accessories

to achieve sexual fulfillment.

Please, miss,

what kind of accessories exactly?

For example, Dour gets turned on

by dressing his partners in burqas and sacrificing them on Fridays.

Dhuhr!

lt's not Dour...

lt's Dhuhr!

The second of the five daily prayers.

All the victims had a date at the mosque.

At prayer time.

Okay then.

What time is the prayer today?

lt changes every day.

Dhuhr today is at 1 :45.

Let's go!

He did it!

Let's go now.

Luckily, we kept Adeline Gaujour's name out of the press.

lf the man she's meeting isn't the killer, he'll show.

lf he's not the killer, who is Dour?

A mutual friend maybe.

lt's our only lead.

How do we recognize him?

Juju is the exact same height as Adeline.

Lt. Belkacem says the red spot

is the distinctive mark.

We won't have to find him,

he'll come to us.

No pressure, but the prayers start in 30 minutes.

Everybody burqa'd up?

And wired?

Okay, let's go.

Let's boldly go!

Here, chief.

Don't call me chief, chief. What is it?

My resignation, chief.

What?

You can't do that, chief.

You taught us all we know.

Yeah!

Maybe so, but now you're the chief, lieutenant.

That's just bullshit!

Kouli!

Come here a second!

What's up, bro?

Tell me...

- Who's the chief here? - You are, brother!

Who's the real chief?

The real chief, the king, the boss? That's...

Chief!

See? And nobody resigns 5 years before retirement.

And the police is your whole life.

You have nothing else.

We'll forget this.

See you tonight, chief.

Here we go! Prayers wait for no man.

Sit still, Khalid.

l'm claustrophobic.

All in position?

This stinks of tandoori.

Not so loud!

Fabiani?

3 o'clock, scratching my head.

Liotey, are you here?

On my way. We had a problem with Koulibaly.

We forgot we were women.

l thought they were gonna lynch us.

What do we do? How do we pray?

l was waiting in the washroom.

l was about to leave. l thought you'd got iced.

Here, the dope.

50 fixes.

Where's the cash?

A man!

No, l'm a police officer!

Catch him, it's Dour!

On my way, captain!

l'm a fucking cop!

Everybody, freeze! Police!

Guys, you read me?

They sure can run, the skanks!

l can't see a thing!

That's enough, you Arabs!

l'll open fire!

Guys, where are you?

Stop!

Guys?

Piece of shit!

Diane!

What the heck?

Cut that out, will ya!

Calm down now.

Take it easy.

What?

You wanna rumble? You want a high-kick fest?

The rumble on the roof!

Guys, rumble on the garage roof!

Al-Qaeda, cut it out!

Why you backing off?

Why you coming forward?

Stop it!

Freeze!

My ankle!

My ligaments!

Don't move!

Khalid, your gun!

Watch out, Diane!

Go on!

Shoot him, dammit!

lt's jammed!

The safety.

The safety, dammit!

Shit!

l can't hear.

l can't hear a thing.

Stop!

The police sucks! This investigation sucks!

He's not our man. He'd no idea Adeline was dead.

Absolutely. But is there a link

between the mosque dealer and Friday Killer?

Gotta go, Tong. Diane's here.

Weird, an ear really hurts.

l guess l can't complain.

2 cm to the left and...

Farewell, Lt. Khalid!

You'd be on your own.

Shucks.

Actually, you got lucky, too.

l just talked to the intern here.

N'Gouloubilou.

Yeah, N'Gouloubilou.

He said you got away with a few displaced vertebrae.

So you can run the Villeneuve marathon next week.

As long as you buy some new shoes.

Back at the mosque,

someone stole your sneakers!

l don't believe it.

See!

l'm sorry about back there on the roof.

l didn't want to get in your way.

You put up a great fight! With one arm!

- Belkacem! - Yes?

Can it!

Okay.

You took your time!

We took the Bees shortcut.

They trashed us.

You must be insane or not from these parts.

l'm from East Projects.

lt's not your fault then.

They're pussycats in East Projects.

The projects suck!

The projects suck! The hospital sucks!

What's your ''perp'' like?

What color was his kippa?

Red?

Fine.

l've got that, Mrs. Godsgift. Have a nice day!

Move it, A-Hole.

For god's sake! Out of my way!

Painter boy, what are you doing?

Renovation.

Renovation? They always say there's no money.

There was no money,

but your new chief's found some.

You met the new chief?

Yes, l did, but that's not the point.

By law in France, any public body

has to invite tenders.

What do you want me to tender for?

l'm the cheapest in Villeneuve.

Cheapest and best!

lf they'd been in Pisa, the tower'd be straight.

Exactly, if A-Hole and me built the Twin Towers,

they'd still be standing.

Exactly!

Get to work!

You know this guy?

Sure, he's a gipsy from the camp near Tulips.

Can anybody translate?

Translate what?

Three?

Very interesting.

By cracky!

You all talk gipsy?

Him neither. lt's French.

l don't understand!

He said he was in a rundown building near the Women's Houses

to peek through windows and...

Rub-a-dub.

He says all the victims once lived in the Women's Houses.

What are the Women's Houses?

A chicks in crisis refuge by the mosque.

Have you gone to Morocco for the tea?

l gotta get home.

Excuse me, l'm doing a deal with Walmart.

A deal with Walmart?

The guys thought maybe we could set up

Adeline's sound system here.

That'd really kick ass.

But we decided we couldn't pass up the chance

of funding the renovation.

Don't ask me.

1 0 grand! Only because it's you.

l'll send my assistant round tomorrow to pick it up.

Say hi to your mom.

Walmart, your razor's no good. l need another.

Okay, chief.

Leave it with me. Bye.

Thanks, Walmart!

We hoped for 5 grand! Great deal!

We screwed him!

You call that a deal?

Selling a corpse's stuff is a great deal?

Sure, it's hi-tech.

ln a year, it'll be worthless.

We agreed to work with losers, not crooks.

You're scumbags.

A disgrace to the police!

Yeah? And a crumbling station isn't a disgrace?

Blah, blah. Boring!

We represent the State...

Guys, let's bounce.

... and have to cross the road to Solly's to pee!

Yeah! And when Solly retires,

how we gonna take a leak?

You want us to pee our pants?

Ciao, it stinks here.

Not as bad as your ma!

Come again?

Washed-up cop!

He's my father-in-law!

You bastard!

You're very quiet.

l can't speak out, boss, l'm still illegal.

You're working on your cousin's lD? You're not official?

Not yet.

Otherwise l'd have kicked his butt.

l'd've bawled him out.

Thanks.

l did African wrestling.

lnterior Ministry

Flaubert!

Mr. Minister.

Crime Squad's walked out on your protege?

lndeed. A few minor disagreements on working methods.

Don't bullshit me!

Picolini read me their report. lt's appalling.

Conspiracy and theft perpetrated by police officers...

To renovate the Roses station.

Belkacem promised he wouldn't keep a penny.

You believed him?

He swore, as his mom is his witness.

And the narcotics case he's keeping hush-hush?

So his dad won't be called as a witness?

The press bangs on about a muslim serial killer.

Belkacem's a smart and sensible guy.

He knows that if the media hear

of a drug ring in the mosque, we'd have lynchings and race riots.

Very well. But one more misstep and you're out.

As for your inner-city scum,

l swear, if they don't catch the serial killer fast,

they'll rot in jail.

Goodbye, Governor. And no more leaks!

- Mr. Minister, l... - That's all.

My sympathy, Flaubert.

lt's going down the pan.

Of course l'm resigning, baby.

l have to send the letter by registered mail.

l'm at the post office now. Love you, bye!

WOMEN'S HOUSES

You can't come in.

lt's women only.

We're police officers.

l'm Lt. Belkacem.

l wish to talk to the superintendent.

Building A.

Thanks.

You go door-to-door,

while l talk to the super. Got it?

- Go! - See you in a minute.

Morning, ma'am.

Please, take a seat.

A coffee? Tea?

Do you have Fanta?

No, no Fanta.

A glass of water then.

Not tap water. l'm allergic to chlorine.

The mineral water's not chilled. lce?

Definitely not!

My tongue'll swell up.

Nice place you have here.

Shoot, l forgot a pen and paper.

l'll lend you a pen.

Don't worry, l'll tape it on my phone.

Modern times!

For this kind of thing,

l usually talk to your colleague, Big Pierrot,

but apparently he's on sick leave.

The woman lives in Building B.

She barely got a graze.

Black eye and broken tooth.

l've sealed off the basement to stop...

Hold on a second.

Your fight clubs don't interest me.

l'm here about murders.

Murders?

Yes, murders. The Friday Killer.

l'm leading the investigation.

Right!

l recognize you now. Weren't you on TV?

You saw me?

How was l? l heard the camera deforms you.

No, you were great.

Really?

That's sweet.

Thanks.

- Hey. - Hello.

l have some questions about the Friday Killer. Do you mind?

Come on in, no sweat.

He's not all for your skank ass!

Skank's not nice.

Are you talking to me?

Yeah, l am. Everybody knows you're a whore.

Your ma's a whore!

A cum dumpster, the old slut!

Shut the hell up!

- Screw you! - No, screw you!

Someone call the police!

MOSQUE FRUlT & VEG

l asked social services

for all Women's Houses residents.

Curiously, the archives burned after the second murder.

That's shady.

What's even shadier is,

you said the dealer was a kind of burqa-ninja.

Bro, she was like Jackie Chan.

Guess what? The Women's Houses superintendent

was European Thai-boxing champ.

Shit, a woman who can kick ass

reminds me of my ma.

Wait, it gets better.

Zem Zem?

3.40 euros.

Where else can l get Zem Zem here?

Only in my store or at the mosque across the road.

Tell me,

did this lady buy any here?

l never saw her before.

She's hiding something from us.

She said she had no contact with muslims

and gave me 3-euro Zem Zem water.

Are you sure?

Of course! Taste it!

And nobody cares what l have to say.

You chinks are so touchy. lt's crazy.

l'm no chink, l'm Vietnamese.

lt tastes like shit!

No, it's inimitable.

And holy.

Like holy shit then!

Keep going.

l went to see Priscilla at the town hall.

That gossip whore!

She says an army officer swung it so the super got the job.

- She has family in the army? - Yes, sir! Her hubby.

Or ex-hubby. A guy named Christophe Roy.

And that's the shadiest thing.

Listen up...

Roy supposedly killed 3 women in Afghanistan.

Unbelievable!

Yes, it is unbelievable.

Unbelievable but true, brothers.

Let's go, Pops.

Take us to see the army.

What are you waiting for? Jump!

Faggot!

Next! Keep in line.

After Afghanistan, Capt. Roy

was imprisoned for 1 8 months.

But the court martial acquitted him.

lt found he had simply fired back.

The 3 dead women had ambushed our men.

Two soldiers with the captain

were killed.

Check out the virgin.

Jump, dammit!

He's wetting himself.

Jump!

All because of a slight, fatal accident yesterday.

Fairy!

This army has no more soldiers.

Only faggots!

After his acquittal, did Capt. Roy rejoin his unit?

Come here!

Where's he going?

Colonel, l get vertigo.

He gets vertigo.

Get lost!

Queer!

That's another one.

Do you know where he is now?

l heard his wife divorced him and he never calls.

Rumor has it, he converted to lslam in jail

and took a muslim identity.

There you go.

He vanished into thin air.

Like a cannon ball.

He was acquitted,

but think about it,

the only witnesses were the dead soldiers.

l understand the super not wanting to discuss it.

He kills and converts to lslam.

You try to forget him.

Unless she's his accomplice.

Straight up, she supplies the victims.

Smart kid!

Boys, l'm starving. Can l finish up?

Boudjema! A sandwich!

No, waste not, want not. l like it cold.

Can you hold onto that?

- Good job! - Thanks.

Granny, you know Women's Houses?

You bet! Every year, they try to send me there.

But l'm a free woman.

Nobody locks me in a girl ghetto. l prefer my cancer factory.

Maybe an old asbestos factory isn't a long-term solution.

Don't care! You gotta die of something.

Nobody hassles me there.

Right.

Do you know the super at Women's Houses?

l think so. Tall, blonde, prettyish?

That's right!

Say, Granny,

did you ever see her with a muslim?

You mean,

like him over there?

No, she's not the type. She's a nice girl.

Hold on, l remember now.

Last year...

l saw her at the bus station.

With a guy

with a beard and jellabah.

She was.

Honestly, l was so disappointed.

l thought to myself,

if even nice women start hanging out with sand-niggers.

Sorry, don't take it personally.

You want your Fanta?

What do l do now? Strip off?

- Just a profile shot. - Tell us about yourself.

You don't want me to...

For money, no taboos.

How's this? Okay?

Are you nuts! That's gross!

Just kidding.

Pervert!

l'm not into group sex.

Some guy always disrespects you.

How much is the risk bonus?

Next!

The Romanian's too expensive.

Her pimp wants 5,000 a week,

1 0,000 if we catch him and 20 if she dies.

No way!

Yeah, too expensive.

For the audition,

hold up a number and introduce yourself.

Dardenne, Diane...

After stolen goods, you're into pimping now?

Great to see you out of plaster. No more pain?

My guys refuse to work with you,

but l never drop a case.

What's going on here?

We've got a lead but...

We need a beaver to go undercover.

A woman, l mean.

Trouble is, with what they charge,

it's either the girl or the renovation. You see?

Unless...

Unless what?

We find a girl in jail and promise her a pardon

if she's the bait that catches the killer.

Get real! We're not in a Luc Besson movie.

He makes movies?

Leave it to me. l filmed my sister's wedding.

Get out of my way!

- l can't see. - Tough.

l'm working, too.

So what am l doing?

l'm too small. Asian.

Stop squabbling. This is a stake-out!

Good call, the bolero.

Suits you.

All the girls in Villeneuve wear them.

All the skanks, you mean.

My wife wears boleros. She's not a skank.

Guys, it's all wrong.

Dresses like a whore, walks like an opera-goer.

How about that? Better?

That's good.

Smoking!

What a babe, brother!

l'll zoom in.

Can we help, toots?

Housing gave me a crib here.

You off your head?

Toll. 5 euros.

And to spare your mug, it's 5 euros more.

Fresh shoes. l want them.

Beat it.

What's wrong?

We've lost her.

That earpiece she's got is worth 10 grand!

Where did Walmart get it?

A talk show host in return for blow.

The earpiece is screwed!

1 0,000 euros. That's what we earn in a year, bro.

No, that's what you earn!

Shit!

Back to your rooms!

Calm down.

- Come with me. - Get off of me!

Calm down now.

Cut it out, we're on a mission.

Jigaboo!

Dog eater!

Screw it!

ln the kitchen, on the right.

Breathe clear.

Shakespeare.

Take in air.

Shakespaire.

- Watch your accent. - Shut up!

Go!

Here...

Thanks.

Morning, ma'am.

This is Villeneuve fire department.

We received a call about smoke

coming from one of your buildings,

but the voice was that of a child.

Please, could you take a quick look before we dispatch a truck?

l'll go see.

Thank you, ma'am.

Good job, bro!

Just a sec. No blood on the floor!

Hello, Diane?

Can you hear me?

- Nothing broken? - No, don't worry.

Are you okay?

Getting beaten up turns me on.

You're kidding?

Of course.

- Shit! - What's wrong?

Nothing.

She's in the yard.

What's she doing? There's no time.

Diane, hurry!

Read the rules! No laundry on the balconies!

What's this?

Bingo!

What have you found?

Christophe Roy's new face.

He's Ben Ali now.

What's she say?

Roy is now Ben Ali.

''Until Allah unites us in death, this holy water brings wisdom.''

Ben Ali!

She's still in touch with him. l'll get a photo.

She's headed back.

She's on her way!

Drop everything!

She's back!

Get back in the kitchen.

Fast!

lt stings.

- There's nothing. - Shit!

Just as l suspected,

it was a childish prank.

Sorry to have bothered you, ma'am.

Or should l say...

Miss?

Have a good day.

Should l come back later?

No, l'll show you your place. 5th floor.

Okay then. Damn! Sorry.

Well done!

l'm so sorry.

Can you see me?

Yeah, we can see you.

And here? Can you still see me?

ln the bedroom, too?

No, hold on...

l'll just shower and head for the Pasha.

This is wrong. lmagine she's your sister.

No, we can't see you in the bedroom.

What other nightclubs are there?

With deregulation, there's a whole bunch of them.

There's The Pink Flamingo,

The Blue Diamond, Midnight, The Flamenco...

You've tried them all!

Yup, all of them.

Actually,

l met Alicekins at the Flamingo.

When l won the karaoke competition.

Put France Gall on and l'm unbeatable.

Unbeatable.

lt's funny, you make anything seem possible.

l don't know, l find you very

original.

- A real heartthrob! - Mr. Original?

You may not be the best looking,

but l bet girls don't get bored with you.

Stop, you'll make me blush.

- Alice sweetie! - About time!

lt's crazy how l've been thinking about you.

We gotta go to The Flamingo.

Okay. Have you resigned?

Exactly. l was just about to go and resign.

Remember, besides the islamists' tactful protest,

today is Friday, crime day!

Gentlemen, be extremely careful.

l mean, no brutality.

Any questions?

To your vehicles. Fall out!

What's that?

lt's an allegory for the police.

Like it?

ls it permanent?

Not at all.

They'll be on the walls,

on the dropped ceilings,

on the pillars.

You'll see,

it's going to be magical.

Don't move, A-Hole. Lie down!

She's taking ages. What's she doing?

Delighted to meet you. lf you agree to topless,

we'll try you out tonight.

l'll think it over and call you.

- Think well. - Thanks.

- Have a good day. - Bye.

All units, the protest just left the mosque.

l'm going to see the Flamingo's owner.

Go! Flamingo! Go!

Worse than a Jamaican!

Buttercup, you can call in sick this once.

l'm taking my class on a day trip.

You think the killer targets women with 27 kids?

l've no time to talk to a liar who won't resign.

Have you eaten Tunisian?

What?

Prisicalla's turned you against me.

Leave my friend out of this.

Go look after

your skank!

Hi there, ragheads!

A kind soul gonna buy Granny a coffee?

- Solomon, give her a coffee. - Thanks.

On me.

You remembered my photo?

Right here.

lf you see him, don't go playing SuperGran.

He must be the murderer, so call me.

Don't worry,

l love life too much to get the chop.

Say...

l'm starving hungry.

Buy me a sandwich?

There she is.

All units, disturbance at the fabric store

in the mall. A riot over headscarves.

Problem, riot, Arab.

3 words, bro. You don't change.

Muslim brothers not murderers!

Niqab, not doormats!

Diane, can you hear me? lt's Tong.

You see her?

l've lost her.

What are you looking for?

l dropped 2 euros.

Jeez!

Don't hang around, it'll get nasty. Jump aboard.

Move it!

Out the way, sand-niggers!

Can you hear me? lt's Tong.

Easy, bro, you nearly broke my arm.

Shit, she left her phone at the flat. Drive!

There you go.

Thanks.

lt's dumb, l was gonna ask for 1 euro for fuel,

but l can't do it.

l like you.

You're as pretty as me at your age.

Take care.

Above all,

avoid the sand-niggers!

l'm scared!

Smartass!

She pisses me off!

See that?

Cool it.

We'll have the last laugh.

Can you hear me?

You're wrong.

No!

lt can't be Christophe.

He's not a killer. Anyway, l quit.

l got the bags from the garbage chutes.

l'll give you the last 2 kg.

You pay me and bye bye.

l'll call you back.

Can you hear me? lt's Tong.

- See her? - Her phone, but not her.

Khalid, we're in shit. We've lost Diane.

Get over to her apartment. She must be back by now.

We're looking at it. She's not there.

- No way. - lt's true.

On top of that, your chick called.

She was out on a class trip.

l know that. And?

The children are all traumatized.

They found a fifth woman's body.

ln the fort in the woods.

Meet us there. Fast!

My Khalidou!

- l love you. - Me too.

Come on, Alice.

Sorry, with only 50 men, l couldn't do a thing.

With the islamists' protest and the fabric store riot,

we were overrun.

- l know, chief. Get some first aid. - Overrun.

Lieutenant, we have a fine tire print.

Wide, outdated model. Probably belongs to an old 4x4.

We'll have trouble identifying her.

He must have crushed her face with that big rock, number 3.

She must have woken up

and maybe resisted being decapitated.

We've got the works.

Tomato, onion, ketchup.

lt's a real pig's ear.

Sorry, don't take the ''pig'' personally.

l mean, not pro, botched.

Diane!

The top brass loves you.

We got a warning for dropping the case.

Where's Diane? With you?

Head coming through! Stand clear!

Surprise me.

Come on...

Douchebag!

Tong told me the news.

lt's dreadful.

But she chose to be a cop.

She was a wonderful woman.

lt's unfair.

Whatever happened...

Nothing happened.

You'll forget her.

- And you're going to resign. - Okay.

l love you.

Word up, they grabbed her head, kicked shit out of her

and threw her in the trash.

Stupid bitches!

Don't open it. Call the cops!

Button it!

C'mon, help me.

Shit, you gave us a fright.

Call the cops now!

Beat it, will you!

Dumbass bitch!

You okay?

No, l'm not!

This time, they get pain.

Calm down. Look at me.

l don't want cops here.

lf you want, l have a great job for you.

Well paid.

Take the money and run.

- How well paid? - 1 ,000 euros.

For doing nothing.

Just dropping off one bag.

SLUT

Good job! You saw it all.

Skull caved in, bits of brain, eye lying in the grass...

And didn't faint. Didn't even puke.

True.

You're a secretary no more.

- You're a real cop. - Thanks.

Welcome to the police!

Telephone.

l'm proud of you.

lt's Diane!

He's a hopeless case.

We had a close shave yesterday,

so keep her in sight at all times.

Remember, the super knows us.

So nice and discreet.

Okay.

Only intervene if she's in trouble.

Copy that. No worries.

Papa to Tango, Delta in sight. Headed out.

l repeat, headed out.

Copy that.

Hey, newbie!

Forget the drop. Screw the bitch!

You've lost me.

Don't act stupid. l heard her make you an offer.

l understand now.

The victims were her drug runners.

The bitch used the mosque

until a muslim decided to punish the infidel bitches.

What's Granny up to?

Beat it!

Don't you get it? l'm doing you a favor.

You wanna lose your head?

Captain, the super's in the 205.

Get lost!

Bitch, you bust my damn watch!

What did she want?

A few coins, as usual.

That's no reason to knock her over.

l'm not a charity, you know.

Where are we going?

You'll soon see.

All units, they're on Avenue Division Leclerc.

Could be headed for the market or stadium.

Everybody, keep out of sight!

The bag's in the glovebox.

Go inside the stadium. Top row, door B.

Someone will give you a package in exchange.

What about my dough?

Half now, half after the swap.

Don't try to see what's in there,

or you may have an accident.

l get it, don't worry.

Everybody at the stadium?

Park there!

At the north gate.

l'm outside the stadium, too.

Bravo, from Java,

we don't see a stadium.

What do you mean?

There's no stadium here, just yellow high-rises.

You bunch of idiots!

You're on Ave. General Leclerc! l said Division Leclerc.

You're on Bees' territory. Get outta there!

The projects suck!

She's behind you, wearing a burqa.

Kenya, you take the south entrance.

Tango, you take the east.

Pierrot, you stay up north.

And it's still 3-0

for the Villeneuve Gazelles.

The Saint-Sevrin goalie restarts play.

lnterception by Yolande Petit....

A dangerous move, they're gonna score...

Superb tackle by Berkani!

Berkani, we love you!

No, ref! That's just play-acting!

What a disgrace!

lt was outside the box! She's faking it!

Give that woman an Oscar!

What a cheat!

Red card for Berkani! An absolute disgrace!

You should be ashamed, Saint-Sevrin.

That's nothing to be proud of.

Target exited north door. 1 m 75, army boots, large.

l can't watch this injustice!

l'm not even interested.

A save worthy of Barthez

by Najette Keroudi!

Awesome, Najette!

Awesome!

Target headed for Sunflowers.

Bravo to Tango. Meet Papa and collar target!

Copy. Sunflowers in 1 5 seconds.

Go back to the refuge and clear out.

For good.

Kouli, tail the super.

- l'll take Diane. - Complicated, bro. l'm out of gas.

Sunflowers parking lot. Require backup.

- You lost him? - No, l'm looking for him.

You go left.

Stay down!

Burqa, stop!

Stop! Police!

Let's recap.

2007, you're in Afghanistan with Roy

and you decide to smuggle drugs back home.

Roy's wife chooses girls

to sell your stock around Villeneuve.

Yeah.

Which makes you the mastermind.

Yeah.

The women killed in Afghanistan? Self-defense?

Christophe told me they were peasants

who attacked him to take the cash and keep the dope.

He said he just fired back.

Two men died, so l believed him.

At his trial, we just kept silent

about the drugs ring.

But in prison,

he totally lost the plot.

He wanted his wife to quit dealing

and convert to lslam.

So, he's the Friday Killer?

His wife won't believe it, but l'm sure he is.

Since he got his dick trimmed,

he's a changed man.

Two corpses at King's Stables!

What? lt's not even Friday.

No, it's not.

The super died around 3 hours ago.

Christophe Ben Ali, 2 hours ago tops.

He seems to have decapitated her,

then blown his brains out.

l recognize the super's gun.

What a slaughter!

lt's not very halal.

Don't take it personally. Just a figure of speech.

No problem.

Pumpkin, l'll call you back.

- l mean... - Let it go.

- Juju, receiving me? - l receive you.

You win 20 euros.

lt was a muslim headcase. Shot himself.

Case closed.

Chinese car!

Take this crap to the crusher!

Good evening, Lt. Khalid is actually very busy.

Please be patient, he'll be here in a few minutes.

Ben Ali had a ticket for Mecca at home.

lt's odd to shoot yourself just before a pilgrimage.

You don't plan suicide.

lf he hadn't found his ex-wife's gun,

he'd be headed home to pack his bags.

Maybe.

But even so...

For a devout muslim like Ben Ali,

suicide is wrong, a major sin.

Decapitation and rape

is encouraged by the Qu'ran?

l didn't say that.

This is Capt. Jankovic of Narcotics.

Congratulations!

You took down a major drugs ring.

Thanks, but it's all teamwork.

Soak up the glory. See you Sunday?

No problem.

Goodbye, captain.

Excuse me, can l have a word?

Of course, sure.

l'll be right back. Make yourself at home.

Please, go ahead.

Yes?

Right...

Where do l begin? How can l put it...

From the start, there was something there.

Pardon me?

Yes, just like you,

l felt certain emotions during this investigation.

l prefer to tell you eye to eye...

Even though you're very attractive,

very ''original,''

l'm a one-woman man.

Nothing will ever happen.

l'm really sorry.

What is, is.

That feels better. lt was stuck there.

l'm glad it's off my chest.

- Still friends? - Of course.

A hug?

You'll be okay?

You're taking it well.

Anyway, you've been there, done that, taken the bullet!

Sorry, you were saying?

To wrap up the job, we want to round up more dealers.

We don't have much on Villeneuve.

Except a few photos by a retired volunteer.

They're pretty crappy.

Chief!

Come here, will you?

You want to see me?

The Republic's calling.

l gotta go, but this is the best man for the job.

Have a good day.

Jancovic. Narcotics.

Gassier.

Can you identify these dealers?

That's Boboche, a scumbag from Bees.

He got shot holding up a post office or pharmacy.

Tong, where'd they smoke Boboche?

lt's bizarre

lt's still bizarre.

Pain in the butt, she can't let it go.

Hi, Diane?

Sorry, l bought a watch for Granny.

Do you know where l can find her?

You're so sweet.

Try the cancer factory.

Where?

The asbestos factory near the freeway, the red brick warehouses.

lnvite her to the party Sunday.

Thanks. See you Sunday.

My pleasure.

Son, you said it was bizarre.

What's bizarre?

The autopsy says the super's stomach was empty.

Ben Ali's likewise.

ln her car, we found McDonalds cartons she'd bought minutes earlier.

She didn't toss the burgers away and keep the boxes.

lt doesn't make sense.

What's your hunch?

My hunch is that a third person ate them.

l'll be right back.

Excuse me!

Police! Lieutenant Belkacem!

lt's about your neighbor, Mr. Ben Ali, who shot himself.

Recognize her?

She's no dealer.

- We know her well. - Granny.

- Granny's not a bad guy. - No, not a bad guy.

Ask the dog handler.

Thanks.

Excuse me!

The store entrance is over there.

l'm from the police.

Tell everyone to meet us there.

- What's going on? - Drive!

Where to?

The asbestos factory. As if you'll miss the Morocco plane.

- Guess what? - What?

He saw Ben Ali with a large person

in a hat and dark glasses.

He noticed because she stank like a bum.

Step on it!

Why didn't l think of it?

After the 2nd murder, no woman would follow a guy.

The link in all the murders was trust.

Who has everyone's trust?

- lt can't be true. - lt is.

Granny!

Floor it!

Anyone home?

Sorry,

l didn't hear you with the noise of the machine.

How do you like my cancer factory?

lt's not luxury, but it's roomy.

ls this yours?

Yeah, the battery runs down fast.

l had to buy another.

l guessed you were a cop

when l saw the boys following the super's car.

What did those girls do to you?

They stole my clients!

All the dealers here think l'm a kindly bum,

but l'm the boss.

20 years l've been buying in bulk in Paris to sell here.

How much in that mattress?

No idea.

930,000 euros in bills and 29.37 in change.

l swore l'd retire before a million.

Then a herd of floozies turns up and jiggers the market

by selling at half price.

l'm sixty years old!

Nobody screws me over.

Of course, had l known earlier

that the super was pulling the strings,

it'd have saved a lot of bother.

Killing isn't easy, y'know.

Specially for me.

l've got arthritis.

Why a muslim killer?

They supplied the girls at the mosque.

lt seemed natural to let the islamists take the rap.

What comes around...

Don't worry.

Pretty hot, my rapist?

lt's all up there.

You set Ben Ali up from the start?

No.

l had no idea who he was.

The boys gave me him on a plate.

When the cops tag a culprit, don't upset them.

What bothers me

is you.

l didn't plan to whack you.

l told you not to come.

Freeze! Hands up!

Granny, cut it out now!

Sorry about that.

Bunch of jokers!

This time, kid,

you get it.

No! Not you!

Sgt. Gassier,

l'm honored, in behalf of the French Republic,

to promote you to the rank of lieutenant.

At the request of the men you trained,

l name you Roses police station chief in Villeneuve-sous-Bois.

As for you, Lt. Khalid Belkacem,

for your bravery and merit,

l promote you to Police Captain.

What's with the pants?

Blame Paki. He shrank my uniform pants.

ln a society today floundering in individualism,

self-absorption and lack of respect for others,

it is my pleasure, Mr. Abdelkader Belkacem,

to award you this bravery medal

for your heroism

and exemplary selflessness.

Gentlemen...

A-Hole! Beat it, birdbrain!

This renovation is simply magnificent.

Wonderful new Japanese system.

Loved it.

lt's modern.

But l don't get spending so much on the decor.

lt's morbid.

The gold handcuffs are sickening.

l don't think they're merely decorative.

lt's only plaster.

Shit!

l did warn you.

Where's the key?

Leave it with me, l'll find out.

By the way,

l have a scoop for you.

Really?

You are aware the lnterior Minister will soon be sacked?

So l heard.

Do you know who his successor is?

Congratulations.

l know all that l owe you.

Thank you.

l'll get you some help.

Mr. Jose!

Mr. Governor!

Some fine and very interesting work.

Really? You like it?

A stunning blend of surrealism and the baroque.

Exactly. Talking of which,

did you know ''barocco'' comes from Portugal?

Maybe so.

But you don't.

My staff dug out your file.

Mohammed El Karkaoui isn't very Portuguese.

Please, Mr. Governor!

You know that nowadays,

in my line, Portuguese is better than North African.

Yes, but Jose Mohamed,

that accent? You lived in Portugal?

Not at all. When l was little,

my nurse was called Maria Rodriguez Dos Santos Da Silva.

Her husband was the Zidane of the building trade.

Since then,

it's not blood in my veins,

it's render.

Truth!

lt's very good.

- Good health! - Cheers!

No pressure, but we're gonna miss kick-off!

Let's go.

Come for dinner one evening.

l'll make avocado with prawns

and pasta with bacon.

You eat bacon?

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