All language subtitles for la tour

LOCKDOWN TOWER

Assitan, come.

Assitan.

-What's there?
-Nothing.

Let's see.

-Are you still there!?
-There was someone.

Ey, you're annoying.

Really, there is nothing.

-No, don't open it!
-Aren't you a lion?

Lions are not afraid of anything.

Come on, off to bed.

Duma, come.

Where are the skyscrapers?

What's going on here?

No, don't open it!

-What are you doing?
-I'm calling Mom.

Shit, no net.

You stay here. Don't open for anyone
and don't go anywhere.

You lock the door.

-These are my children.
-When are they coming?

Her father is bringing her here tonight.

Will you come back in the afternoon?

I can't.

Will we meet again?

You have my number.

See you then.

See you then.

-Do you have reception?
-Please?

On your cell phone.

No.

Wait a minute, you better not go outside.

And why?

Just look, the door is gone.

Duma.

Duma.

Duma.

What does she want here?

It's late, isn't it?

What are you doing?

Look.

What is it?

What's going on there? Where are the skyscrapers?

Don't go any closer.

What are you talking about?

Where is the can?

There is no cell phone reception anymore,
no television. Nothing.

Get out of here, I'm going to Chakib.

Can we please stay here?

Chakib, it's me.

Ahmed? It's six in the morning,
brother. My parents are asleep.

What are you doing?

What do you see there?

Well, the city, brother.

And now?

What is it?

What the fuck?

Do you feel like it?

-Don't you have to go to work now?
-That will give me motivation.

-Well, hurry up.
-It'll be a quickie, I promise.

What is it?

-Come on, check it out.
-Man, hey...

All right.

Mathéo? What's the matter?

-The doorman.
-What about him?

He has disappeared.

No!

Simply cut off.

-Simply cut off like that.
-Shit, man...

Fuck, I don't believe it.

No, no, no.

-Hey, not so fast!
-It's okay now, shut up.

Oh! Hey, where you going?
Man, I'm talking to you!

I am looking for my wife.

-What's down there?
-Nothing at all.

-Come on, tell me!
-There's nothing!

Oh, fuck you.

Hey, where's Driss?

In the cellar, in the cellar. In the cellar.

Come on, keep going.

This is wild here, completely disturbed.

-It's okay now, shut up!
-Crazy, if there's really something out there...

Shut the fuck up, that's enough!

Behind it is closed.

-What do you mean, "closed"?
-There's a wall behind it.

-Right now?
-B3 leads to the other basement.

-And that's bricked up.
-How do you know?

Before the construction work, the
three high-rise buildings were once connected.

-What's going on upstairs, bro?
-Two guys got cut up.

-They fell for it.
-What?

-Yes, cut up, here and here.
-Let's think,

-and quickly.
-You want to think, huh?

-Yes, I want to think.
-Two died.

Damn.

Damn...

Come.

Come along now.

Are we going to die?

Shut up.

Yes, we will die.

Go on, eat something.

Who are you?

Who are you?

-So you're just going to die like that?
-You too.

Oh no, I don't think so.

Then go to the window.
You'll see.

Come on.

Open it.

Is this a game?

Is there anything to win?

Open.

And?

Just keep your hand out.

No!

What's out there?

-Excuse me, are you a nurse?
-No, I'm not.

-Anyone else here?
-Audrey!

Audrey.

My girlfriend is pregnant,
she does not feel well.

-Do you know what's going on outside?
-There is no outside anymore.

She has breathing problems, what should I do?

-How many months is she?
-Seventh.

-And what floor do you live on?
-On the third.

Go with it, Audrey.

Holy shit.

-What the hell!?
-Damn...

Don't let go of me.

Who is there?

Who is there?

I asked who is there?

We are friends of Ahmed.

Why is there no light?

I am looking for my cat.

A Carthusian.

He has a little bell...
around his neck.

There.

Close the curtain again.

Come on, come back to bed.

Right now, he wants to be the boss.

-But that's not the end of it.
-It's just that he's respected.

There are already others.

-One moment. I live on the second floor.
-Then there's three.

Go if you want,
I'll be a moment.

-I want to see Bruno.
-That's here.

No, no. We have to watch...

-Hello.
-Hello. -Who are you?

-Grégory, from the third floor.
-Ah yes.

-Hello.
-Hello.

-Are you the one with the pit bull?
-Yes.

-I'm learning to be an animal keeper.
-Very good.

When I move out,
I'm going to get one, too.

-Are you alone?
-One from the first is still coming.

-We've had three break-ins already.
-And your mother?

She's rounding up people, too.

We need good people here.
Not everyone in the building is normal.

-Not at all.
-Yes.

The assholes now show
their true face.

We have already secured seven people -
three families,

-with whom I was at school.
-So we quickly come to 25 families.

Three, four people per family,
times 25 - that quickly makes 80 people.

-'Ne strong troop.
-Yes.

And we have to be,
otherwise we will not survive.

-The seven people are safe for now.
-Okay.

-We have to think about food.
-Yes.

-And drugs. Both will be in short supply soon.
-Yeah, right.

-Food decides a war.
-Yeah, sure.

Water and food.

Monsieur Clerc takes over
the fifth floor.

Yes, we know each other. Some people
have never complained before,

but that is changing now.
Four people want

the gangs from the Seventh
and Ninth.

They are strong in a group,
individually they do nothing.

Can you help
recruit more people?

-Yeah, I know two, three more.
-Okay.

Hello.

-Without an elevator, I'm done for.
-I'd offer something to drink,

but we are already rationing.

Don't cry, I'm here after all.

I know.

You are a lion.

-My face.
-Am I going to lose the baby?

What did she say to you in the hallway?

When you talked afterwards?

Nothing.
You are to lie still, that's all.

Do you want the child?

Of course. What is this?

How am I supposed to lie here?

Should I just lie on the sofa?

And then the child comes here,
the lesbian takes it out for me?

-Mel, pull yourself together now, please.
-Why did you have to get me pregnant, too? -I don't know.

-Stop it, it's no use.
-What's no use?

-Tell me.
-She meant for you to lie still.

Rest as much as possible.
Do not walk around.

Seriously now? Do you really think so?

I lie now 'nen month
on this sofa?

Damn, quiet up there!

-Please lie down, Mel.
-Let me.

-Lay down.
-Don't, don't.

Man, yo, this is all stressing me out....

Even among the Benias and
the Mazzaouis, everywhere.

-I'm going to the Ribères.
-You won't see anything there, Dad.

-You're not going anywhere!
-But why can't we get out?

Mom, you keep filling
You keep filling bottles, okay?

-We are not staying here.
-It's the same for everyone, everyone!

The Tramzys, the Ribères...
All wait until everything is back to normal.

Sissa's father listens to his children.

I'll get more bottles, Mom.

-But why?
-Fill up further.

Dude, my parents don't check
nothing, bro.

Sucks enough,
that the Internet is gone.

Oh man, I'm knocked out, bro.
So knocked out.

Yo, Massai, you going hunting now?
Stealing is not nice, bro.

-Shut the fuck up.
-What? -You still there?

-My hand is about to be in your face.
-You playing gangster now?

Yes, and?

-Brother, you're walking around like a child.
-Are you out of your mind, man?

Say, how do you talk to me?
Hey, don't touch me!

What's your problem, huh?

Come on down guys, hey!

Hello!

-Hey, what are you doing?
-Don't you hear that shit?

-I don't care.
-My girlfriend wants to sleep.

-Are you hard of hearing or something?
-We're right under there, you get it?

Get out of here.

-Are you lost?
-Grégory knocks on all the doors.

-Grégory - the bum from the second?
-Yes, they want a group

-with the white people from the Sixth.
-And? -Everybody's doing it now.

So we have to gather as well.

What for?

We do not like each other.

-He stopped.
-Yes.

-What are you doing?
-Barricading the windows.

-Brothers, you had better do the same.
-Stop it!

My girlfriend is pregnant, man.

-Who is the informer?
-What do I know.

Fortunately, I was still at Lidl.
But it won't last long.

-How many do you think there are?
-I don't know.

-Minimum six?
-No, more.

-The Chinese eat dogs.
-Well, for them they are like barking cows.

-A dog steak is the same.
-The cat from the one-handed!

Duma.

Duma.

-Man, dude...
-Duma!

Duma.

Duma, Duma...

He ran in there,
I-I didn't see him.

No! No!

From now on it's called:

the Arabs

with the Arabs.

The blacks

with the blacks.

And the whites

with the whites.

The whites keep to themselves anyway.

Yes?

Here is Enzo,
the neighbor of Madame Salères.

I do not open.

I bring the books.

Leave them at the door.

Reunion.

Damn kid.

My God!

-Where is he? Where?
-Shut the fuck up! Shut the fuck up!

-What do you want?
-Where is he? Where, tell me!

-You have no right!
-Where, where is the dog?

Shut the fuck up! Don't you understand?
Shut the fuck up!

Shut up! Don't get up!

-Be quiet, don't make a sound, will you?
-There he is!

Shut the fuck up!
Man, be quiet, be quiet!

-Did you find him?
-Yeah, got him!

-Go now!
-All right, shut the fuck up!

Shut the fuck up!
Fuck off, fuck off!

My God, My God...

-There were two...
-My God.

My God...

Help!

You have been negotiating
with Driss for a week.

-Let's make the deal.
-We haven't changed our minds.

That's three from a litter of seven,
two from one of six,

-One out of five.
-Are you deaf or something?

Our champion fucks your bitch,
there must come more.

Is that why you wanted me
come down here, Grégory?

We'll throw in a bonus.

Your mouth?

We give you a cat,
a beautiful Carthusian.

The old lady's critter?
I thought you ate it.

You get it, for nothing in return.

What does "without consideration" mean?

Mathéo says he brings bad luck.

Mathéo? Are you serious, beautiful?

Stop insulting me.

Why, don't you blow anymore?

Does that also apply to ass fucks?

-Three.
-Is that all?

He never gives more.

After that, you have to manage.

After what?

This is the last time.

You now have to manage on your own.

I am already alone now.

There is rice.

Painkillers?

You know exactly what I want.

I don't have any weed, really.

Why did you let him in?

Get out.

Can we talk in peace?

Was he allowed to sit down, yes?

Don't get so excited.

You are nothing, you don't even exist.

Is that so?

As soon as Ahmed is gone,
you will be taken apart.

They enslave you.

So shut up now. Okay?

Good, can I continue talking now?

You don't live here anymore, Assitan.

When your brother was around, okay.

But what good does it do you now?

This apartment stinks of death.

Give it to us,

then you get a kitten every month.

And every first a gift.

Cool, isn't it?

For you. That's relaxed.

Relaxed.

-Get out of here before something happens.
-This is a good offer.

Right, Assitan?

Now answer already.
You should be on our side,

are black after all.

I'll get Ahmed.

Really, you're such a pain in the ass.

Get out of here.

Get out of here.

We keep the gift.

Certainly not.

Put it back down.

I am here to make a suggestion....

Hurts, huh?

Come on.

One belongs to your group.

-Who said that?
-Listen, Ahmed, nobody is saying anything.

The boy's family lives in the eighth,
that's your group.

He was seen and finished.

He must return the dog.

The old man is dead.

The old ones are off limits,
that was the deal.

And their dogs too.

You were at the meeting of the six groups.

You have voted.

You have committed several robberies.

On the second floor,

on the third floor,

on the fifth floor.

We know.

Do you know how many clans there are?

How many there are per floor?

Then you know more than I do.
I don't even know half of it.

Some are even with
with several families.

Nevertheless, you cannot
steal and extort.

150 people live here. And every day
there are almost as many burglaries.

This looting, it was not us.

Better target Driss and
his gang in your sights.

There is no point in arguing.

I'll take a look in the eighth.

You'll be doing more than looking.

Your jokers are all gambled away.

If the boy knows someone
I know, you get the dog back.

You have half an hour.

Not a minute more.

Now I'm scared.

Okay, get out of here.

Hey, didn't you hear? Get out of here, go!

Come on.

Bring the dog back alive.

-Half an hour.
-Yes.

They're a pain in the ass.

This is not a normal coat.

-This is wool.
-Wool?

Yes, real wool.

You can make a sweater out of it.

The Jugo from the fifth has a chicken.

-Bullshit.
-You can't hear it,

because he had something
was cut out of his neck.

We do the same with the dog.

You're not leaving me, are you?

Of course not.

Are you stupid?

Never?

What kind of stupid question is that?

-There have been close to 30 deaths since it started.
-33, that's right.

This is the sign of being born again.
The first death of Christ

and its resurrection.
A back and forth,

as with the three and the three.
No matter where you push them,

it always comes out 33.

Bruno does not like black people.

His son is even worse.

I do not make any distinctions.

What we really needed,

is someone,
who brings all races together.

There are no races.

We all have the same ancestry -

of Jesus, of Adam and Eve.

From God.

-When will it happen?
-The date is not the problem.

One or two years, it doesn't matter.

Bruno has combined several apartments
together,

only with white people.

This is not good.

Three needles, five pieces of sugar.

One for Bruno.

Two for Bruno.

Three for Bruno.

Three more.

-What is it?
-Come on, open up.

The cow tased me,
I piss blood.

-You piss blood?
-Yes.

Shit, man...

And there?

We can take the fourth from the right
but then we are fucked.

What about these, the snitches?

INPUT

-They are protected by Bruno.
-I don't give a shit.

We'll cash them in.

It's risky...

-Yes.
-Did you hear what he said?

I do not care.

Okay? I don't give a shit.

-How many?
-16.

-And the ones from the greenhouse?
-There are some rotten.

Damn.

-Where are you going?
-Be right back.

And?

Four puppies.

Is that all?

With three litters one comes
you get four viable animals.

First year.

Then we'll see.

You're talking about years?

From what else?

Two pregnant women live in the tenth.

People also fuck in prison.

Can you get me some real shampoo?

I'm going to get you a lot more.

Okay, now stir.

Faster.

-This stinks.
-Stir faster.

All the fibers have to come out,
otherwise it's not edible. Ey, watch out!

Well, you see, now it's dissolving.

-Damn.
-What is it?

Nathan gave me crappy
seedlings.

Man, that sucks. Such an asshole...

No matter how many I put in,

it hardly grows.

-They look good, don't they?
-No, look.

There are black dots
on the leaves. See?

That means they suck.

-We can't eat them?
-Yes, but they just don't taste good.

Grégory.

Hey, Grégory!

-Where are you going?
-To the Bedias.

Ah, okay.

My pulse is 110/120. Before, I was at 180.
at 180, I thought I was going to die.

You know, the heart can explode.
A guy once went up the Eiffel Tower

and then it tore him apart at the top.
Shit, that's heavy.

God, it stinks in here.

-That's him, he doesn't wash anymore.
-But you, yes?

Ahmed wants to see you.

No.

No...

Are you okay?

Can you stand up?

Yes.

Come.

You have to move, Audrey.
You can't just lie there.

What is it now?

-The water must be filtered.
-It's already done. Go, run.

Come sit down.

You look better.

Have you thought?

Yes.

And?

I'll do it again.

Are you sure?

-Yes.
-This time without changing your mind?

Yes.

I'm having another baby.

-Who is it?
-Open up.

-Anton?
-Open up!

Don't say anything to my mother.

And my sisters.

He just disappeared, that's it.

All right.

Who was that?

Come.

Who?

Come on.

Before our revenge
we must remember Baba.

Now. Immediately.

We need to talk about Baba, brother.

There is no way around that.

You know what will happen
if I ask you the question.

But I have to do it.

It would be better if you didn't force me to do it.
but just say it directly.

-Was it the Whites?
-Don't worry, brother.

They will pay for it.

When.

Did you hear what I just said?

So go ahead, say it.

Go ahead and say it, brother.
Then we'll have it over with.

I can't.

We're not buying it.

Say it. Then we'll gather the boys and
Boys and take care of Bruno.

Come on.

Say it.

You can do it.

You have my permission.

But I will not eat Baba.

Shit.

-Is there any acid left?
-This is the last battery.

It has already started.

Three babies.

Two babies.

One for one.

10 for 10.

100 for 100.

1,000 for 1,000.

1,000 for 1,000.

100 for 100.

10 for 10.

One for one.

One for one.

Mama.

Mama.

Mom...

Mama.

Mama.

Mom...

Dried meat.

Is that all?

Isn't there something missing?

When are you going to blow me?

I swear,

you are stark beautiful.

What?

-Your father is calling you.
-I can't right now.

-He said, immediately.
-Shit...

Don't throw up.

What is it?

Look at my arm.

Which one?

Mathéo attacks us with voodoo needles.

-needles?
-This is why I can no longer walk.

It's the same with my arm.

And also with my eye.

Grégory?

He was in the third with a black man.

Made plans,
the tails in the hand.

What is it with needles?

Driss has a deal with the baby eaters.

They've been making plans for weeks.

Grégory told them about the caterpillars.

Is that true?

Were you really going to steal our caterpillars?

Mom.

Mom.

Mom.

Mom.

Mom, Mom, Mom!

Mama! Mom!

Mom.

Mom.

Mom, Mom!

Mom, Mom!

In the third is that.
White people shoot at each other.

And?

What do we do?

Here, drink.

Does it have a name?

-Horse.
-Only horse?

Yes.

-I once sat on a horse.
-Really?

Will I do that sometime?

Yes...

You have become better.

You think so?

Brother...

Do you understand?

The black veil is there.

It suddenly went up.

You can only go down to the
down to the fourth floor.

That's where the nothingness begins.

Will you tell me the story of the lion?

One day a man wants to
man wants to see a lion,

who eats a living animal.

So he goes to the zoo,

under his coat a small dog.

When he arrives in front of the lion's cage,

he throws the little dog over the fence.

The little dog is afraid
and hides.

The lion approaches him,

smells on him,

but does not eat him.

Evening,

when the lion goes to sleep,

the little dog snuggles up to him

and puts his head on his paw.

In the following days

the lion leaves the little dog alone,
sometimes he even plays with him.

But one day

the little dog gets sick and dies.

The lion no longer eats anything.

He runs his tongue
over the fur of the dog,

to stroke him.

He nudges him with his paw,
to wake him up.

When he understands
that his friend is dead,

he throws himself against the bars,
wants to destroy them.

Then in the evening he lies down
next to the little dog.

He takes the dead dog
between his paws

and remains so for five days.

With the little dog
between the paws.

How does it feel to die?

Like nothing at all.

Nothing?

No.