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OCTOBER 2005

-Thanks. -Do it properly, okay?

-Here, dude. -Thanks, Moussa.

Oh, fuck!

Yo, are you sleeping or what? Let's go.

Okay, I'll grab the head.

-Go ahead. -Hold it tight.

Hold it tight.

Yeah, dude?

Don't worry, I'll handle the delivery.

Stop being paranoid. Call me when you're at the toll. Ciao.

All right, guys.

We have no riot squad with us.

We'll have to manage with the manpower we have.

No helicopter either.

Taz, take the new guy and locate the rioters.

I want regular radio updates.

Be careful.

Anti-crime team, take the west side.

Uniforms, stay with me.

Remember, no-go areas don't exist here.

-Is that clear? -Yes.

Disperse.

You ready, buddy? Come on, let's go.

Line up!

Go, go, go!

Stay low, okay?

Taz to everyone. A group of rioters are running towards the Jebli turf.

-Jebli turf? Are you sure? -Affirmative.

Request visual confirmation of the rioters before deploying the troops.

Okay, roger that, boss.

Fuck, is that the boss of the projects?

And is that a corpse? What do we do now?

Nothing, there's only two of us.

Okay, priority!

Moussa Jebli and two other guys are carrying a body.

What? Where are they going?

-Towards the park. -Follow them.

Fuck, we're a long way from our colleagues.

Come on, let's go around.

Wait, don't go too far.

What the hell's going on?

Moussa! Moussa! Moussa!

Your brother's here. We can get started.

Moussa! Moussa! Moussa!

Go ahead.

Taz to everyone. It's a méchoui.

I repeat: it's just a fucking lamb.

Your brother's totally insane.

You all like putting on a show.

It's my family, it's not me.

Yeah, bro, he's treating the whole neighborhood.

A méchoui to celebrate his first million.

A million what?

What do you think? He deals hash.

Moussa! Moussa!

Let's eat!

-Yeah, Julien? -Everything okay?

Fine. Are you through yet?

-No, I'm at the toll. -Can you see the truck?

Yeah, it's waiting in the lane.

GANZALES TRANSPORT

-Don't take your eyes off it. -Okay.

It'll be fine. Call me when it's done.

-Okay. -Okay. Later.

Driss?

-How are you, Lola? -Fine, and you?

Fine.

Inès. Lola.

-Hi. -Hi.

Studying Political Science suits you. Nice coat.

-You look fancy. -Can't spend my life in tracksuits.

All units, return to base. We're packing up.

Okay, roger that.

-Come on, we're going. -Hang on.

What part of "return to base" don't you understand?

We bust our balls every day picking up small-time dealers.

Moussa and his goons are right there. And we're just gonna walk away?

With thugs like Moussa, the hardest thing isn't identifying them.

It's finding a reason to put them away. And that's not our job.

I don't get it. We're the drug squad, aren't we?

You're getting big-headed or what?

It's crazy that you grew up here.

It feels weird seeing them all.

Lola was my neighbor.

You go away, you come back, but nothing ever changes.

There you are. I was looking for you.

-How are you, Inès? -I'm fine, and you?

Hi, Mom.

Come with me. I want you to meet the deputy mayor.

Who's the guy in the coat?

-With the chick? -Yes.

That's Driss, the youngest of the Jeblis.

Never been arrested, no criminal record. He's squeaky clean.

Awarded a medal by the governor at 20.

He's a mystery.

My son is doing his master's in Political Science.

A young man like you, that's impressive. Congratulations.

A young man like me?

I'm developing a school support plan for kids in the projects.

-I'm interested in your profile. -Thanks, but I'm not around here much.

Of course he'll help you. It'll be an honor.

Think it over.

The mayor and I will explain it to you.

-I'm counting on you. -Good evening.

Good evening.

Why did you say that to him?

The mayor wants to put up barriers at the entrance to the neighborhood.

It's bad for business. I need him to be indebted to me.

Well, you can give back a little of what you got, right?

It's your business, not mine.

-We wanted to tell you... -No, not now.

-What? -Nothing. I'll tell you later.

See you, Mom.

Does the mother know?

About what Moussa does?

Her husband's been on the run for ten years now.

Her son supports the whole neighborhood.

She takes her loot, just like everyone else.

-Stan. -Yeah.

There's two cops over there. They think we can't see them.

Take two plates of food up to them, freak them out a bit.

-Okay. -Take two guys with you.

We've been spotted. Let's go.

-Who is he? -He supplies weapons to the projects.

Yo, cops.

Are you in camouflage mode?

Nothing to see here tonight. It's quiet, it's festive.

We even got something for you. A gift from the Jeblis.

Enjoy it while it's still hot. Here.

I'm not hungry.

What's your partner's problem?

Hey, loosen up.

It's not a bribe, we're just sharing.

-Are you sure you don't want any? -No.

Aren't your princesses hungry?

Very funny. I'll leave it here for you.

Let's get out of here.

-Yeah? -The truck will be through soon.

-Where are you? -Behind it.

It's at the booth, but it's busy.

Go on, I'll stay on the line.

-Put it on speaker. -Okay.

Good evening.

Go.

Hands up!

Fucking hell!

What's going on?

Fucking hell!

Stop!

Go! Go!

-What is it? -There are cops everywhere! Fuck!

Your hands!

We're getting fucking crushed here.

I'm out of here!

The black Golf!

Hands on the wheel!

-Bastard! -Get up!

-Give me your arm. -Son of a bitch!

-Don't move! -Hands behind your back!

Okay, I got him.

What's wrong? Why are you yelling?

-Julien got caught by the cops. -I don't believe it.

And we lost the stash.

We got screwed.

Someone ratted us out.

Not anyone from my team. We take care of them.

You don't know that for sure.

Julien is incompetent. You should've handled it yourself.

Are you serious? You wanted the méchoui to calm the neighborhood down.

You shouldn't have delegated the delivery.

Who else knew about it?

Why are you getting involved?

We shared the deal with a guy from Lyon.

You trust him?

Of course. We've done three trips so far, and he paid for half the hash.

He's very close to the Benalis.

The Benalis?

You know their son. He runs Saint-Denis now.

-Little Yacine? -Yes.

He could be working with them to bring you down.

The guy from Lyon?

He's a customer. Without us he has nothing to peddle.

He doesn't have my connections in Morocco.

-You think you're indispensable. -Seriously?

-Yes. -He's a customer!

Keep your voice down!

Be smart. Follow your brother's example.

-Moussa, hold on. -Stay with her. Okay?

I'm sorry about this.

No, don't worry. I understand.

I need to get going, anyway.

No, it's fine, stay. We can sleep here.

No, you should be with your family.

I don't want to get involved. Okay?

Thanks.

What the hell? You're late.

-We ran into a problem. -What do you mean?

The truck got busted at the toll.

You come to see me with the cops up your ass?

I couldn't exactly call you.

I stand to lose 500,000 in this. What are you gonna do about it?

I'm doing a pick-up in two weeks. I can give you five meters.

I have nothing left to sell until then.

You'll get one meter for free, as a gesture of goodwill.

We can't go on like this, Moussa.

If I can't count on you, I'll find someone else.

What does that mean?

That you're not my only supplier.

Only two people knew about the trucks.

You and I.

Are you talking to the Benalis? Did they screw me over?

What do you want, a war?

Don't try to fuck with me or it'll be the last thing you do.

I want ten meters in the next delivery.

And I'm not paying you anything more.

He thinks he's a wise guy, this motherfucker.

He can have the stash my uncles give the Italians.

The bastard won't suspect a thing.

Coming through, guys.

Are you redecorating the lounge?

What's the OCRTIS doing here?

They're the big guns.

They can take over any police station, like the DEA in the States.

And we waste our time on three strips of hash a day.

What can I say, buddy?

Once we're done weighing, we'll bring in the stash.

Seal three: 1 bundle, 70.5 pounds.

70.5, received.

What are you doing?

-Come on and help us. -Okay.

Here.

-They're loaded. -Okay.

Careful, it's heavy.

I can carry two.

Seal four: 15.4 pounds.

Is that guy on your team?

Yes, he's new.

Is this your first time? Do you like it?

It's a bit crazy.

One bundle, 68.3 pounds.

Okay.

-That's quite a load. -Yes. 70.5 pounds.

It's good.

-Smile wide for your wives, fellas. -Yes.

-For me too. -And for Allyah.

Hey, kid, this is OCRTIS here.

Get out of the frame.

-Come on, smile, everybody. -We're smiling.

Okay, ready?

Come on. Say cheese!

-Alright, I got it. -Go on.

-Good work! -Thanks.

Back to work, guys.

OCRTIS wants to go after the Jeblis while half the suburbs are at war!

It's bullshit.

Last night, it all went to shit in Clichy.

Four colleagues in the hospital. It got fucking heated.

They wanted to play cowboys, let them deal with it.

It's not our business.

If we take Jebli down, the neighborhood will blow up.

Everyone here knows that.

It's pointless. I'm not going.

I'll take your place if you want.

You're getting cocky.

He's got a hard-on for OCRTIS.

Your brother's not home. I don't know where he is.

I don't like it when he keeps me in the dark.

I forgot tell you, Inès and I are getting married.

Say something.

How will you manage?

Will she support you both?

No, I'll find a job in an investment bank after my studies.

-Really? -Yeah.

-Does it pay well? -Yeah, very well.

Hello?

Okay.

The cops are on their way. You have to leave.

Hurry up!

Give this to your brother.

Don't get caught with it. Go.

Lola!

Lola! Fuck. Open the door!

Fuck, the cops are here.

They're here.

Fuck.

Fuck.

-Slowly. -Don't move.

It's okay, calm down.

Hello, Mrs. Jebli. I'm a criminal investigation officer.

You are under arrest as of 7:22 a.m. for drug trafficking.

-She's alone in the apartment. -Follow me.

All units, pull out.

Fuck.

The person you are trying to reach is not available.

Fuck.

Moussa's not answering.

Do you have Samir's number?

They all burned their SIM cards.

How much is in there?

More than 100,000.

Oh, yeah.

He always gets me into fucking trouble.

I need to get rid of it.

I need to find my brother.

Relax, I'll help you.

I don't wanna drag you into this.

What could happen to me anyway?

Fuck, she was at the méchoui. What's she doing here?

-Need to speak to Mrs. Jebli. -There's no obligation.

She works with Zuckerman, the Jeblis' lawyer.

She's in poor health. She needs to see a doctor.

No communication.

She's Jebli's brother's girl.

I thought you said they were clean.

What can I say? They like to keep things in the family.

Are you okay? Where are you?

I'm at Lola's. I had to lie low.

I'll take care of your mom, then come meet you.

No. I need to find my brother.

The cops are on him, Driss. Don't get yourself into any shit.

Trust me. I know what I have to do.

Stay there, I'm on my way.

Meet me at the entrance to the projects.

Taz, come here.

What the hell is she doing there?

Does she live there?

No, they live in Paris.

There he is.

I knew it. Check out the bag.

Looks nervous, doesn't he?

-You okay? -Have you seen your brother?

Not yet. Lola says he's in an apartment nearby.

-I'll go see him. -Why?

I gotta give him something.

Stay out of his business.

It's just until this is sorted out, then I'm out. Don't worry.

I'm coming with you.

I'm a lawyer. If you run into any cops, I can handle them.

Fuck, where did that come from?

You're crazy to be carrying that around.

That's why I'm going on my own.

You'll get in trouble too if they catch us.

You can kiss your law career good-bye.

Let me handle this alone. It'll be over soon. Okay?

Do you trust me?

-I wanna see where he goes. -What are you doing?

-Where are you going? -Stay here.

-Hi. -Hi.

Hi.

Samir, come here.

Where's my brother?

-I don't know. -Is it all settled with the guy from Lyon?

-You know about that? -It's my family. Of course I know.

I need to give him something. It's important.

He's not gonna be happy if you don't take me to him.

Driss, what are you doing here?

What's up?

Here you go.

Hey, guys, go take a break.

The guy from Lyon isn't the snitch.

Doesn't matter. I'm just here to give you your bag.

-Are you marking the hash now? -Seven.

Like the Ourika valley's waterfalls.

Our uncles' mark. The Jeblis'.

It's important for our clients to know that we're not selling them crap.

But now the cops can track you too.

You happy in your apartment in Paris?

-Yes, why? -Aren't you gonna thank me?

Thank you?

Didn't your chick tell you? I got you that apartment.

With all the dough she gets from me.

Yeah, she told me.

It's my pleasure. That's what family's for.

Mom's right.

You think you're indispensable.

Hey.

Wait.

Stay there. Whatever you do, don't go inside or they'll beat you up.

Don't hang up, I wanna hear you.

-Sure, man. -William, don't mess around.

Fuck, it's Moussa Jebli.

-Christmas has come early! -You're alone. Don't do anything.

Can't you see the shit I have to deal with?

What?

-I think there are cops behind you. -You sure?

-I've seen him. What do we do? -Run!

Oh, shit, they're making a run for it.

Where are you? What are you doing?

Cops!

Stop!

Requesting backup in the Jebli sector.

Colleague alone on foot. Urgent request for backup.

Stop!

Stop!

Do you read me? Request for backup! It's urgent!

Stop!

Back off! Back off or we shoot!

Back off!

-Give me your left. -Okay.

I said okay.

Back off!

Move!

We need to call for backup!

What's wrong?

Turn around. Calm down, it's fine.

Leave it to me. I'll take him.

The OCRTIS boss wants to see you.

-Okay, can you handle the booking? -Sure.

Did I tell you to bring Moussa in?

Who did you think you are?

Did unloading the truck give you a hard-on?

You think you're one of the big guys?

I just wanted to...

I thought I was helping.

Who asked you to think?

Moussa is a fucking wholesaler.

We wanted his associates.

We've been on the guy from Lyon for months.

It's him we wanted.

We busted the truck to get him moving.

Now that Moussa's in the slammer, we're screwed.

They'll disappear.

-Do you understand? -Yes.

I'm this close to smacking you.

Now get out. Beat it.

But this is my office.

Well, get out of your office, then.

Get out of your office!

-Yeah! -Yeah!

Go on, harder.

Alright. You got him!

Come on, bro!

I knew I'd seen you before.

Are you ready?

Go on, yeah!

Go on!

Go on, get off!

Go on!

Careful! Break free!

Break free.

Come on, break free.

Let go!

Guys, that's enough. Let him go.

Come on, let him go.

Let him go. That's enough.

SUBWAY

Inès?

Steve!

Come here.

What are you doing at my house?

You're Driss, right?

Your brother promised me a ton of hash on his next pick-up.

But I just heard that he got arrested. So, what are we gonna do?

Why come to me? I have nothing to do with my brother.

How did you get in?

I saw your vacation photos.

It's all very nice.

You have a nice life.

Nice life. Nice view.

Nice girlfriend.

I gotta admit, female lawyers have always turned me on.

So, you see...

How much does my brother owe you? I'll pay you back.

Half a million.

You have two weeks.

I hope you're more reliable than Moussa.

Hey, Métis!

Hey, Métis!

THE JEBLI'S SON IS HERE.

Did you get the message, bro?

-We're gonna blow everything up! -Sarkozy, you motherfucker!

This is our home!

Moussa! Moussa! Moussa!