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[Mr. Paul] One…

Two…

Three!

-Okay. Hang on. Get down! -No!

-[engine revs] -[tires screeching]

What are you doing?

[grunts]

-[Vincent] Stop! -[Alban shouts] Don't move!

[gunshots]

[tires stop screeching]

-[Mr. Paul's agent] They're gone. -Don't just stand there! Find them!

Find them now!

Get a move on!

We'll blindside them!

[Mr. Paul's agent] Come on, let's go. Get in the cars and go.

THE FRENCH MANS

[both panting]

[both panting]

Fox Trot to Alpha. Nothing in sight.

-[Alban] Get down. Get down. -[Vincent grunts]

[grunts] Come on.

-Try infrared. -[device clicks, whirs]

[Mr. Paul's agent] We have two men running north-northeast.

They're coming towards you.

View on!

[both panting]

[Mr. Paul's agent] Coming towards you.

-Fifty yards. -Watch out. They're coming toward us.

[Mr. Paul's agent] Twenty-five yards.

Fuck! Shit! They got away!

Hands up! On your knees!

We need to find them. Come on! Get a move on!

-[Alban] Shit. I can't run anymore. -What?

I need a break. [pants]

[grunts] I'm sorry.

[train whistle blows]

[Alban and Vincent panting]

We have no choice.

What? Oh, no. Never. It's out of the question.

-We go over, then jump. -What? That's crazy. We'll kill ourselves.

You have a better idea?

Come on.

[both grunting]

Okay. We jump on three.

[train whistle blows]

-One. -One.

-Two. -Two.

-Three. -Three.

[both scream]

[both grunt]

Ouch!

[panting, groaning]

-Give me your phone. -[grunting]

-Why? -I'm gonna toss it.

-No! Don't throw it away! -Yes!

I've only had this phone for two weeks!

-Stop! This is dangerous. They'll-- -Stop! No, Vincent! No! Vincent!

I'll put it on--

-Too late. -Vince, you idiot!

-[Mr. Paul] You know where she is? -[speaking Russian]

[speaking Russian]

[in English] Take care of her.

Have you seen Vincent?

What do you think?

[Louise] Thank you, everyone, for coming…

Thank you, thank you very much. Thank you.

We're gathered here today to--

Um, hi.

We're gathered here today to--

Ladies and gentlemen, we're gathered here today…

[train whistle blows]

We need to jump before the next station.

If we wait till the next station, they'll be waiting for us.

Come on, trust me, Vince. I know what it's like to be on the run.

What are you saying? We're not on the run, are we?

We're innocent, Alban.

That's the point. Innocent people don't run.

-They stand up for justice. -Cut it out.

Anyway, these guys are professionals.

They're gonna find us. We-- We don't have a chance.

So what is it you really want? I don't get it. You want to surrender?

And-- And what about Louise?

Are we gonna let Becker scam her? Is that what you want that?

Louise is giving her speech tonight at city hall.

So that's exactly where we have to go!

We need to blow the whole fucking thing wide open!

-Becker will be there. -That's it!

We'll see Becker there! We'll go straight up to that weasel.

-We'll expose everything… -What's happening?

…the scam, the blackmail--

You'll see. We'll regain control.

[gasps] We're slowing down.

Wait, I think we're stopping.

[brakes screech]

-[Vincent pants] -[grunts]

[grunting]

Where are we, though?

I don't know where, but we're getting off.

We need to find a ride or something.

Oh, look at that. Come on. Let's go see.

[door creaking]

[whispers] Alban.

[whispers] Look.

[police dispatcher, on radio] All units. We are on the lookout for two men.

Vincent Piquet and Alban Burne.

Do not approach them without backup. They are considered armed and dangerous.

[engines revving]

[truck horn blows]

[tires screeching]

[Alain] Late, as usual.

So, first of all, formal dress is required.

Second, this event is for council employees only,

not for mail department contract workers.

You know what, Alain?

Fuck off.

You see, Piquet? This is just another blatant violation of the regulations.

May I please?

-Knock yourself out. -All right. Let's go.

-[Alain grunts] -[guests gasp]

[Sandrine gasps]

[Alban] Oh, that felt so good.

Oh, my God! What happened?

That's just Alain. He got his nose broken. Have you seen Louise?

-Oh my God. -[Vincent] Uh, have you?

He had it coming, that douche.

Nice suit.

-Have you seen Louise? -No.

[chattering]

But it shouldn't be a problem.

Uh, yes? Can I help you?

We'd like to talk to you about a music box.

I am very grateful to you for bringing me this music box. It's precious to me.

My daughter, Manon, has been very worried.

I hope it wasn't too much trouble. [chuckles]

It must be nice to be treated like a hero.

-Like this, huh? -How so?

Well, people line up to shake your hand, right? That's cool.

If you have something to say to me, just say it.

-We know everything. -Yeah.

We know what you're up to now.

[grunts]

You know, in the last week or so, we've-we've met a lot of scumbags

and a lot of bastards just like you.

-[chuckles] -I think you really are the worst.

You give everyone hope.

You bait everyone with the idea that they're able to stay in this town,

that the schools and the stores will remain open.

This is your town, Mr. Becker.

And you'd sell it just to make money?

It's true.

You are right.

It's my town.

And you? You are really stupid.

What was your plan?

Show up here and convince me to change my mind?

Intimidate me? Blackmail me, maybe?

-[Alban] No, but I'm gonna make you-- -Shut up.

You have absolutely no proof.

Except we've seen the sex tape.

[chuckles] Yeah. Oh, yeah. The sex tape.

Okay, fine. Great. Let me see the tape.

Oh. You don't have it? Is that it? [chuckles]

I'll tell you right now, you have nothing.

Zero proof.

And that's just not going to work in court.

Hmm. They're a bit picky like that, you know?

Yeah, for example, they prefer fingerprints on a murder weapon.

So, you have nothing.

-Have you seen Louise? -No, I don't.

[guest] No.

Vincent! Do you know where Louise is?

No one's seen her and her speech starts in five minutes.

-No. -[Sandrine sighs]

But have you seen her tonight?

Yes, I saw her heading to the restroom. But, uh, it's been half an hour, I mean.

-Half an hour. That's a little long. -In the restroom, right?

Yes.

[Vincent] Louise?

-Louise? -[Alban] Louise?

[Sandrine] Louise?

-[Vincent gasps] Fuck. -[Alban] What?

-Give me your phone. -I don't have it. You threw it away.

Uh, Sandrine, can I-- can I borrow your phone?

-But why? -To phone someone.

[sighs]

-Thanks. -Can you ask them to call you back?

Because I have a limited plan and If I go over, they charge extra for the minutes.

Uh, fine, okay. Yeah, yeah.

[sighs]

[Mr. Paul] Hello?

Yeah, uh, before you say anything, first, I have to tell you I have a limited plan

and it would be great if you could call me back at this number.

Thanks, Vincent. [chuckles]

Thanks.

He'll call back.

-[cell phone ringing] -He's calling back.

Go on. Answer the phone.

-Yes? -[Mr. Paul] You're a funny guy, huh?

-Where's Louise? -She'll meet the same fate as Marat

if you don't get me that document immediately.

[sighs] But, what document?

Meet me at Montoy Airport in 30 minutes.

-[Vincent] What document? -Otherwise, I kill her.

-[disconnect tone] -Hello?

Shit. The same jerk who wants his document.

[pants] What the fuck is he talking about?

No idea. It's-- I haven't seen a document. [clears throat]

Maybe it's about this document?

What is that?

Marat entrusted it to me.

-Why didn't you tell me earlier? -Because I promised not to talk about it…

Fuck!

Right. You stay here. And well done. You're great.

Hey, hey, hey Vincent. What are you gonna do?

I'm going to give him what he wants.

Oh, that's nice because I'm very familiar with the Montoy airport.

-I have a cousin who lives right-- -Wait, I've had enough now!

This isn't a movie here, okay? This is real life. Louise is in danger.

So we're gonna stop with the improvised plans, cousins-- All that stuff.

-Listen. We need a-- -I'm not listening to you, Alban.

Listening to you was the worst mistake of my life.

If we're in this shit now it's precisely because at some point I listened to you.

So stop. I'm done, okay?

Okay, that's emotion. You're giving in to panic. Now pull yourself together--

Alban, just stop it!

Do you understand what is going on here?

How fucking old are you, anyway?

I'm 15 years younger than you, but I feel like I'm your dad.

Why would you say that?

We're friends.

No, we're not friends, Alban.

You may think that you're my friend, but…

I'm not your friend.

I've been nice to you because I felt sorry you.

Shit, just look around you. Nobody wants to be your friend.

Everyone pities you.

At first, I found it disgusting, but now I understand why.

You're a loser, Alban.

So just forget about me, okay?

[sighs]

He head butted me by surprise.

-What do you want? -I need your car.

Wait, no. Not my car, not my car-- [gasps]

[walkie-talkie beeps]

[speaking Russian]

[Louise grunts, panting]

[in English] Hello?

Are you okay, Mom?

-Yes. -I wanted to hear your voice.

Hmm.

How are you, honey? Eh, where are you?

Oh, I had a fight with Vincent.

Oh, how awful, son.

And, uh, where is he now?

At the airport.

[walkie-talkie beeps]

-[door slams] -[Vincent] Louise! Louise.

-[Mr. Paul] No, let him in. -Louise! Louise. [pants]

-I'm sorry. I'm sorry. -What's going on?

-Forgive me. -Are you--

Don't worry. I'll take care of everything.

-Who are these guys? -Everything will be fine now.

-I'm sorry. -[Mr. Paul] All right, that's enough.

-What have you gotten into? -That's enough!

-[grunts] Don't hurt her! -[Louise groans]

Careful, careful!

-[grunts] -Do you have the list?

Uh, the list. Yeah, the list. Sorry. Here.

-There's nothing written there. -[Louise, muffled] Oh, no. Not again!

No, no, I swear. It wasn't me.

I didn't know anything. He gave it to me. This is--

-[lighter clicks] -[gasps]

Mr. Paul

[agent speaking Russian]

[in English] Are you sure?

[speaking Russian]

[in English] So, uh, it's-- Is it good?

Are-- Are we good?

I mean, can we go? Is everything settled between us?

-How do I know there are no copies? -No, there are no copies.

Why would that be? Why would I make a copy of a blank page?

-Ah, fuck. Listen, I-- I'm nobody. -[scoffs]

I handle PR for the Department of Meurthe-et-Moselle Planning Agency.

-You know that. You've been watching me. -Yes, I've been watching.

And I've seen both you and your friend destroy my work.

-Oh, come on-- -You have no idea the mess you've made.

-So, so-- -Why did you have to screw it all up?

I have to flee now! And once I'm on the airplane, I'll never be able to come back.

Ever! And it's all because of you. It's your fault!

Do you understand that?

Okay, yeah. I get it.

But I'm not the one who made you a double agent.

-[Vincent grunts, pants] -[Louise] Vincent! [grunts]

-[shouting] -[grunting]

[Mr. Paul shouts]

-[grunts] -[hammer cocks]

[Mrs. Q] It's your friend, Secret Service!

You are surrounded.

You don't stand a chance.

Put down your weapons and come out with your hands up!

Kill her!

-[grunting] -[Louise screaming]

-[gunshot] -[agent groans]

[alarm blaring]

[screams]

-Vincent! Vincent! -Take care of her.

-Vincent! -[Mr. Paul] Back off!

Or I blow his head off!

-Put your guns down immediately! -Do as he says. Put your guns down.

It's over, Paul.

Let the hostage go. And you and I will make a deal.

Yeah, of course.

-How could you do this to us? -Oh, stop whining, would you?

You know very well how it works.

We spy, we're spied on. That's the game, right?

We have our agents working on the Russian side.

It's fair game. They do the same.

-So, yes, I work for both sides. -You murdered Mr. Jacques.

Just collateral damage.

So, enough small talk. I'm gonna take this plane to Russia with him.

No, don't do that, otherwise we'll have to shoot.

What? Oh, no. No, no, no, no, no. No.

-I don't think so. -No, me neither.

Collateral damage.

Huh? What the hell is going on? No--

That list is worth more than his life.

-Take aim. -[hammers cocking]

-"Take aim"? No, don't take aim. -[Mr. Paul] I'll never surrender!

Stop, stop, stop! Stop, stop, stop! Wait!

-Where on earth did he come from? -Stop everything!

Stop! Listen to me! Stop! Stop!

Look! I have a copy of this list. I made hundreds of them.

Using exactly 63 lemons!

And if Marat wasn't wrong, the Russians will hold you responsible.

So go ahead. Take off! Take off!

As soon as you set foot in Russia, they'll cut your throat.

You'll be a sitting duck.

You fucked around and found out. That's it!

You have to accept it.

Now let Vincent go.

You moron.

[Mrs. Q] He's right.

If word of this gets out, the only place you'll ever be safe is here.

There you go. [chuckles]

[gasps, grunts]

-All right, on your knees! -Drop your weapon!

Right now! Put the weapon down! Back away from it!

-Get on your knees! -On your knees!

[screams]

[screams]

[Vincent pants, groans]

-What happened? -Don't worry. You took a bullet.

-Really? -Yes, but it's not serious.

-Yeah? [pants] Ah. -Look.

You know, it's not serious. Fuck, that was incredible. You took a bullet.

Yeah, not bad at all for an employee of the Department--

Yeah, for sure. Exactly.

You must be the only person you know who took a bullet.

Yeah.

-You took a bullet for me, my friend. -[chuckles] Yeah.

Well, that's how it is between friends.

-Alban? Can I ask you a question? -Yeah?

Did someone turn on the AC? Because I feel a bit cold.

Don't worry.

-I'll take care of it for you. -Yeah?

-I'll turn it off. -Thank you.

-This is what friends do, right? -Right, yeah.

Guys! [shouts]

Where the hell are the EMTs? Let's go!

[siren wailing]

Feel warmer?

Yeah, it's better.

It's funny. It's suddenly really clear why you've been leaving the office early.

Seeing what you did tonight, these past few days, it was-- Well,

incredible.

-I've never seen you like this, Vincent. -[chuckles]

[Louise chuckles]

It's made me realize that I need to tell you something.

Uh… [sighs]

…Vincent?

Yes?

You're fired.

What?

Look at what you've done.

None of this is my fault, Louise. I'm not the one who--

No, no, no. But I mean this in a good way.

You're capable of extraordinary things.

You say that you-- [sighs] you hate your job,

that you stayed for me, for us, but you're better than this.

You can do incredible things, unless you stay stuck at the agency for me.

Hold on.

Are you trying to tell me I'm too good for you now? Because…

No. [chuckles]

Good job, Bourne.

You definitely deserve congratulations,

but unfortunately, too bad for you, that's impossible.

You understand that all this must stay classified.

But I still would like to thank you.

Well, I might have a little idea for you.

Hmm?

[crowd applause]

I'll hand things over to Mr. Claude Becker.

Thank you, Mr. Mayor.

[crowd member 1] Bravo.

Thank you very much. Thanks to all of you.

Um, as you know, I grew up in this town.

I went to school here, and my children did as well.

And if one day I'm lucky enough to have grandchildren,

-I hope they will do the same. -[crowd laughs]

Everyone who lives in this town should have a home to be proud of

and a stable job.

If I can contribute to that, I'll be happy, for sure.

But, um, the one who really deserves a round of applause is Louise Botello.

[crowd applauds]

Thank you.

Louise-- Louise has spearheaded this project.

-And from-- -[Laurent] Wait. Look at that.

We have listened to public opinion.

And we are announcing that, as of today,

the projected extension of the new TGV line

is officially, and therefore definitively, canceled.

[crowd member 2] But that's great!

I think that Mr. Becker and I are speechless. [chuckles]

Of course, while the Botello project has my name on it,

Mr. Becker did still write a very big check, 7 million euros of his own money.

Let's give a huge round of applause to Mr. Claude Becker!

Excuse me.

Hey! What did you do?

[Vincent] Who, us?

Did you enjoy watching me fuck the secretary?

Uh, uh, yeah, yeah. Sure.

Yeah, obviously.

I hope you remember those images

-for a long time. -Yeah.

Given the long nights in prison awaiting you.

-Well, that's your word against ours. -It's your blood on the carpet.

And your fingerprints on the weapon that killed my poor husband.

So you were gonna set us up for a crime that we didn't commit.

Is that the plan?

-Yeah, you could say that. -Ah.

[Alban chuckles] You're the one who killed him.

So what?

-Truth doesn't matter without proof. -[chuckles]

Oh, yeah, it's true that there isn't any proof.

-Hmm. -[Manon] No.

[Vincent] Although, we did get a confession just now.

[Alban chuckles]

Is that enough, gentlemen, or should we keep going?

[gasps]

[detective 1] Manon Hermann.

I am arresting you for the murder of your husband Xavier Hermann.

There's been a mistake. I just-- I didn't--

-Well played, guys. -You were close to winning.

-Too bad. -Let's go.

But without taking into account…

[imitating different voice] "Vincent, my friend Vincent."

[both chuckle]

[Vincent] Are you gonna keep doing that voice all the time?

[Alban, imitating voice] "I don't know yet. We'll see."

You do an impression of ALF pretty well.

No, you're confusing with Sabrina's Salem the Cat.

-No way. That's ALF. -Do you wanna bet?

Sure. 100 euros.

Well, ALF says… [imitates ALF] …"Uh, I would like to have a huge cat casserole."

-[normal voice] He loves cats. -Vincent?

ALF.

Aren't you coming to the little party? We--

Uh, no, since it's only for agency employees.

Oh, yeah. And Alban is a subcontractor.

-Yeah, I'm gonna stay with him. -Yeah. Fine. I understand.

[both chuckle]

Oh, and you know, I've been thinking about what you said to me.

The other day.

-Yes? -You were right.

I quit, Louise.

I'm the one who fired you.

-Yes. That's what I'm saying. -Of course.

I mean, I meant to say, I was going to quit.

That's a lie. [laughs]

That is a complete lie.

-[both laugh] -Okay, I'll see you.

-[Vincent] Yeah. -Wait.

[keys jangle]

[Louise grunts]

But, you're not gonna change the locks?

Maybe.

You'll just have to see.

I know you're happy, but you owe me 100 euros.

-I'll give you your 100 euros. -Oh, go ahead then.

Okay, remind me again, did we shake hands or no?

-Oh, no. Don't you start-- -Oh, no. You forgot to seal the deal.

-That's not nice. You're not being honest. -Unfortunately, I am.

-No way. -Actually, I'm telling the truth.

When we bet, we fist bump. It's the principle.

I'll buy you a burger if you want.

Yeah, triple cheeseburger with fries and extra mayonnaise.

-[Vincent chuckles] -100 euros.

Wanna bet you can't eat 100 euros' worth of burgers?

[Alban] Are we on? [laughs]

[laughs]

-Best friends forever? -No, you need to stop that.

No, it's-- To say things like this all the time, it's really nerdy.

You could do it once, though.

Fine. Once.

And best friends forever.

[imitates explosion] You didn't make an explosion sound. Doesn't count!

-[Vincent] Okay. -Come on, again.

[both] Best friends forever.

[both imitate explosion]

[beeping]