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Wasn't there a forest here before?

Yes, they razed it and planted cannabis in its place.

First time in Tangier?

Hey, focus! You're in OCRTIS now.

You're going to explain our strategy to the Prefect.

You did the right thing, shaving your head.

You finally look like an adult.

Do you at least have your spiel ready?

Did you talk to the uncles?

No, we'll surprise them, it will be better.

Bring the suitcases.

Whose cars are these?

Take us to see Amar.

Moussa.

Zora.

Good to see you, Driss.

-How are you, Amar? -I'm good.

You know everyone here, I think.

No need to introduce you to Yacine Benali.

I'm going to ask you to wait outside,

we haven't finished...

What are you playing at, Amar?

Métis told me that you are partners all the way here to the village.

He introduced me to these gentlemen who want to buy from us directly.

Where the fuck is the bastard?

Don't take things too personally, Moussa.

After all the money I've helped you make.

You were in prison.

And we have a business to run here, right?

Don't forget the land is still in our father's name.

You'll have to talk that over with your dad.

Without him, you are nothing.

We're leaving.

Son of a bitch!

Driss!

Driss!

I know you killed my cousin, motherfucker!

I'll rip your tongue out through your throat, understand?

Put your gun down.

-Down! -Sure you know what you're doing?

Stop!

Nobody will see Jebli blood spilled here.

-Fuck you. -Let him go.

We'll meet again, motherfucker.

The fight against cannabis trafficking is a priority for the king.

So, collaborating with your services is also a priority.

I'm glad our politicians are finally taking stock of the problem.

The real challenge for us today is launching a new strategy.

William?

May I?

As it stands,

the cannabis leaving your country passes through the port of Tangier.

The trucks arrive in Spain,

then go back and enter French territory.

There, the traffickers in charge of these trucks deliver to wholesalers.

They in turn supply the points of sale in our housing projects.

Our goal is to hit these wholesalers who shift tons of cannabis a month.

It's the only way to eradicate the traffic that's plaguing our suburbs.

I understand that perfectly, but how can we help you?

The idea would be to follow the trucks leaving the Rif,

identify the routes they take,

and bust the wholesalers in France.

Conducting an investigation in the Rif is complicated, as you can imagine.

That's why we need you.

We're interested in the Jebli family.

They supply major traffickers in France.

They're very powerful here as well.

Since the disappearance of Moktar, the Jeblis' father,

his brothers, Amar and Bouna, have taken over.

They provide a livelihood for 20 farming families.

It's dangerous to approach them.

They bribe the police, they have their own militia...

To be honest, they're out of our reach.

It's just a simple observation mission.

Our governments have signed agreements.

We need to move forward now.

Here's the Rif.

Thank you, Inspector.

The Prefect must have explained...

Me and my men, we never come here.

The Jebli hamlet is just beyond there.

That's where they make the hash.

Great, let's go.

Come on.

What the hell is he doing here?

Who is that?

He goes by the name Métis.

An old friend of the Jebli family.

He used to be in charge of the shipments.

He's only just out of prison and he's already back on the job.

Damn.

We got some big shots here.

Strange that we can't see Driss and Moussa.

Yeah. That makes more sense.

The Jeblis are being double-crossed.

Métis has gotten close to the uncles.

That's good. It's even better for us.

Let's get on the guy from Lyon.

If you change your target, I'll have to let the Prefect know.

Sure, let him know.

But tell him we're only here to follow the trucks.

Hello?

What's this mess with the Benalis?

Driss?

What's this mess with the Benalis?

And you?

Why are you partnering with Métis all the way here?

Métis? I'm gonna whack him.

Did you hear me? I'm gonna kill him.

This is nonsense. Your uncles don't need us anymore.

-We're useless to them. -The bastard double-crossed me.

Métis has always been on the strongest side!

The only solution is to get the land back.

We need to talk to Dad.

Tell him.

Tell me what?

He disappeared. We don't know where he is.

Why didn't you tell me?

To protect you.

Protect me from what?

From all this shit.

So you could stay clean, focus on your studies, you understand?

But this is Dad we're talking about here.

You think I can't handle the truth?

Why did you lie to me?

What do we do now?

I don't know.

Where do we go?

We're going to Ourika.

We're back in business.

They'll definitely be loading that up.

How do we find out which truck is for the guy from Lyon?

Can we get closer to the warehouse?

-No. -Just to see what's going on inside.

It's too dangerous, there are guards everywhere.

We have to find a way.

The Prefect told me to keep an eye on you.

I can't allow you to do that.

You're going to sneak in there tonight.

You said you wanted to play in the big leagues.

We're going to do business together.

Thanks for bringing us back the guy from Lyon.

Is the blue truck for him?

That's for Paris.

Is it ready?

We're going to load it up with the suitcases from the back.

-When is it due? -Tomorrow morning.

Show me.

Go ahead.

Anybody there?

Nobody's there.

It seemed bigger when I was a kid.

Nothing's changed.

Fuck, look.

Remember when Dad wrote that?

You were really young.

I was what, six years old?

You must have been about four.

"Moussa, Driss Jebli."

Mom?

Are you okay?

Your father is dead.

He killed himself in Tazmamart prison.

I was the one who reported him to the Moroccan police.

I couldn't take it anymore.

I was 20 when I met him.

I dreamed of studying in France.

My parents had money but they wouldn't let me go.

I followed Moktar.

At first, it was me who moved the hash.

He'd ask me to stash it on me every time we went back from here.

At first, it was a way to make some extra money.

Then he started to hide it in the car every time we went back.

You were sitting in the back, carefree.

I trembled every time we went through customs.

I was mad at him for the risks he made us take.

Then he met Métis.

They did their first go-fast together.

Your father became a real trafficker.

Then he became a hardened criminal. He became paranoid.

That's when he started to beat me.

I wanted to leave him,

so he became even more violent.

I was afraid all the time.

I'm sorry.

I didn't go through all that for nothing. We need to get back on our feet.

We're here, okay?

Hello, Allyah? Can you hear me?

Loud and clear, boss.

The shipment for the guy from Lyon is leaving the Rif.

We've been guaranteed that the truck will go through.

We're going to follow it to Tangier,

then when it boards for Spain, we'll keep you posted.

The Spanish have been informed.

They'll let us follow the goods to Paris without intervention.

Great, we'll stay tuned then. Bye.

I've got visual on him.

Here we go, our first collaboration.

Tomorrow, we celebrate with your minister, Bachir.

What's that?

What's going on?

What the hell is that?

Let me see.

What the hell is this? What's going on?

-Why is the driver getting out? -Answer him.

-I don't know. -What do you mean?

-I'm just following orders. -What orders?

Take us down there. I want to see what's going on. Come on, move it!

Bachir, ask him who his boss is.

Where's your boss?

Why did you stop the truck?

Ask him why he stopped the truck.

Why won't he answer?

We have collaboration agreements. What the hell is going on?

Why did you stop the truck?

Where were you going with that? Ask him.

Does anyone here speak French?

Do you speak French or not?

Where were you going to unload the drugs?

-Take it easy. -You speak French now?

You're not at home, you don't make the decisions here.

What's going on?

We're working together. Where were they going to unload?

Bachir.

Where were you going with the drugs?

You were going to France, right?

Hey, where were you going with that?

They think I'm an idiot.

Where were you going to unload?

Where were you going with it?!

What did he say?

What's going on here?

William, come on, let's get out of here!

Moussa Jebli, son of Moktar,

you are now the official owner of your father's land.

Does that allow me to harvest?

Indeed it does.

But you should know

that your land is part of the land consolidation

planned by the government.

What do you mean?

The king has set up this plan

to combat cannabis trafficking.

Cooperation agreements have been signed

with the European Community regarding this matter.

The areas in blue will remain unchanged,

while those in red will be consolidated by the government.

Three quarters of your land will be affected by the consolidation.

What does that mean, consolidation?

It's simple: farmers will have to use these fields to grow food.

Tomatoes, for example.

Tomatoes?

Is there anything you can do about it?

The minister approved the plan months ago.

In two days' time,

he's celebrating the launch with a big party.

He's invited several European ambassadors.

Hello?

Driss?

Sorry, I couldn't call you earlier.

-Where are you? -Driving back to Tangier.

How's it going?

I don't know, it's complicated. I'll explain later.

I'll find a flight. I'm coming.

-I can't talk now. I'll call you later. -No, Driss, hold on.

I'll speak to you soon.

Wait, Driss.

I think I've got it.

We need to get invited to the party.

Once we're in, we can talk to the minister.

I'll tap into my PolSci network.

Stop sulking.

These things happen in our line of work.

We're gonna shake the ambassador's hand. Not bad, huh?

Why did the Moroccans stop that truck?

Tonight, we'll celebrate the agreement between Europe and Morocco.

How's that for combating cannabis trafficking?

Cooperation? Yeah right.

The Moroccans had to mark the occasion. You know that.

Make a big seizure to satisfy political diplomacy.

We'll have other opportunities. You just have to be patient.

So we just let them make fools of us?

Don't take everything personally.

You're not a kid anymore.

Morocco receives grants from Europe for land conversion in the Rif.

The truck they busted

is just a facade, a token of good faith.

Something's not right.

If it's political, why did they shoot the driver?

Are you doing this on purpose?

Look, let me handle this, William.

Ladies and gentlemen, journalists,

thank you for coming here this evening in such large numbers.

Today, Franco-Moroccan cooperation...

Can I take a souvenir?

You don't wanna be smoking that.

Why not?

You'll get a headache.

Motherfuckers.

They put straw in it.

They knew we were going to nab them.

That's the way it is here. We don't really have a choice.

One day you'll understand.

I have a brother who runs a café in the medina.

We'll be able to talk quietly there.

How are you, darling?

-Did you have a good flight? -Yes.

What's going on?

I need to talk to you.

-Couldn't you tell me over the phone? -No.

-Is it something to do with the firm? -No.

-Did someone threaten you? -No.

What is it then?

I'm pregnant.

-Really? -Yes.

Really?

Really?

Really?

You scared the hell out of me.

This is amazing.

Come on, let's go.

This apartment is nice.

You kept it from me.

It's my mom's, she owns the whole building.

It's a good thing, I guess. Drug money benefits Morocco.

I'm gonna be a dad, huh?

Do you want to be?

We gotta go.

You can play lovers later.

What would you say if I left the firm?

I don't want to remain indebted to your mother or your brother.

What would you do?

We could leave.

And go where?

I don't know. New York. London.

You always said you wanted to work in the city.

Ladies and gentlemen, your attention, please.

The French ambassador is about to take the floor.

I am happy so many of you have come to celebrate this big moment here tonight.

First of all, I want to thank the minister for his invitation.

The agreements signed between Europe and Morocco are historic.

This is about striking a decisive blow

against international drug trafficking that is plaguing our countries.

-Speaking of which... -Look who's here.

...please welcome a man you all know well,

the Wali of Tangier, Mohammed Lazrac,

who brilliantly led a major police operation

in cooperation with the French police.

Thank you, Your Excellency.

On behalf of the entire European Community

I want to assure the Minister of Agriculture

of our full support,

and to salute the ambition of his land consolidation plan for the Rif.

Your Excellency, thank you.

-Thank you. -Thank you very much.

Thank you all very much. Have a good evening.

Thank you.

Wait here. I'll be back in five minutes.

I'm coming with you.

Minister?

-Good evening. -Good evening.

Do we know each other?

Driss Jebli.

-Nice to meet you. -Inès Santaki.

Nice to meet you, ma'am.

Your wife?

Inès is a lawyer in Paris.

Very good.

Makes one really want to be defended by you in court.

My clients tend to be thugs.

Of course.

You never know how things might turn out.

That's a good point.

My family has land in the Rif.

Could you spare me two minutes?

You know that farmers can't be trained all of a sudden.

You're going to plunge entire families into poverty.

But that's the whole reason behind acquiring European grants.

Provided they don't get misappropriated by those who rule the Rif.

That's where the challenge lies.

I have a proposition for you.

Are you in Tangier to enjoy your apartments?

It's classy.

Congratulations on your operation. Nice catch.

You've moved up the ranks.

Enjoying life, are you?

Having problems with your land?

Have you been snooping around?

Here, have a drink.

If you let us use our land,

I'll ensure a smooth transition with the farmers, using your subsidies.

It could serve as an experiment for the European Community.

Why are you so passionate about these lands?

Don't you already have a life in France?

Let's just say...

some members of my family are more radical...

in the way we handle our interests.

I try to resolve things diplomatically.

If I fail, I can't answer for their actions.

Is that a threat?

No.

It's a warning.

Now I understand why he has a lawyer at his side.

The Jeblis are facing huge problems.

We've looked into it

and found that their land is part of the consolidation program.

We need your help.

Cooperation and transparency with the Moroccan police are not working.

Our Moroccan counterparts have not respected the agreements,

and they've given us the runaround.

The shit they seized is of poor quality.

Take a look for yourself.

The traffickers knew that the truck would be intercepted.

Someone has no interest in the collaboration of our police forces.

Ma'am, there's a mole in the Moroccan police department.

That's a serious accusation.

Indeed it is.

Why are you so interested in the Jeblis?

The Jebli brothers come from France,

they have no agreements with the Rif police.

If we help them get back their uncles' farm,

it will help us work on them better.

They have to be allowed to grow cannabis.

Okay.

I'll see what I can do.

Did you hear yourself?

Since when do you threaten people?

I did what needed to be done.

I'm going home.

-We need to get out of here. -What?

I saw one of Benali's guys.

Where's Driss?

I don't know.

-Go get him and meet me out front. -Okay, go on. Hurry up.

We'll do what you want.

We'll exclude the Jeblis from the consolidation.

I'll talk to the minister. He'll follow my lead.

I've already discussed it with the Prefect.

Why are you helping us?

I'm not helping you.

I'm helping the Franco-Moroccan cooperation.

Inès, wait.

Can we talk for a second?

It's never going to end, Driss.

Inès!

Stop.

I have to help my brother get his land back.

You've got a great future ahead of you.

You know it's not the life I want.

Maybe.

But look at yourself.

It's become your life.

I won't be a drug trafficker's wife.

I've been looking all over for you. We gotta go.

What's wrong?

I ran into one of Benali's guys.

Where's your chick?

What's the matter?

Inès!

No!

No!

No!

No!

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