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...

-I leave 5 cm between my costumes,

but for you, I go to 3.

-Pleasure to offer, joy of receiving.

-By storing, I found the picture of my promo.

-Bruno Baligan?

-Yes. You know him ? -A crazy.

I'm in a boring night and I say, "I want to see the sea."

5 minutes later, I was in his Porsche direction Deauville.

A brilliant guy.

-He still failed in an online bank.

And how was your iodine getaway?

-Wrong.

His mother complained about the theft of his Porsche.

I found myself in custody.

As dad was a lawyer, it quickly settled.

We went back by train.

-I prefer.

And poor Francois?

-Why "poor"?

-Because there is only one place of DG France.

We'll have to knock him out.

That said, it was never a lightning, this François.

-It still finished major of your promo.

He got lucky.

* -Marceau takes over the legal direction.

-Bravo, Marceau.

* -Sibylle, meanwhile,

is responsible for real estate acquisitions

of all our Mini Market nearby.

Where is she, Sibylle?

-The. I was with the competition, but they do not want me.

So I accept the job.

* -A last point

Very important... We take the buffet assault!

Go.

-Have you seen her dress?

-Yeah, I saw. She is sublime with.

-You want a secret?

She is even better without.

-What is your schedule?

"Tomorrow, Bayonne.

An old family hardware store, 1,246 m2 in the city center

and an ageless owner.

-Is it negotiated?

- I started on the phone, but he does not understand well.

"You must sign this shop, Sibylle.

You were given something to be convincing?

-I have. I feel good about it, this case.

-The Basque Country, I know: nice but rough people.

A family affair, you say? -Since 1896, yes.

-Not the easiest.

Fanfare

-I am not at Euro Disney.

It's the Bayonne festivities.

It's signed, Dijon?

What?

The notary walks you, Marceau.

Good...

I call him. I call him.

cheers

...

I just... But...

I will close a deal in the Basque Country.

I take a Basque notary.

Ah!

It's okay, no? But it's not possible.

You never work here?

Yes Master. I do not take a Basque notary, actually.

Never again will I set foot in this country of frapading.

We hum.

...

We are the leaders in mass distribution.

-I also, I have the biggest hardware store in the city.

-We already have one thing in common. And you... How old are you?

-I do not know how old... It's so old.

-You have the age to enjoy life. Huh?

What do you like ? Traveling? Cars ?

Beautiful cars?

-The Peach. -Very good.

You will be able to buy a beautiful boat for fishing,

the ride, even water skiing.

That's 50,000 euros.

For you.

You sign, we block the case.

-50,000? It's not enough. It's big here.

-It's the 10% for the compromise. We agreed 5 minutes ago.

-Yes, but... 5 minutes is not enough.

-I add 10,000 euros.

But that's all.

We sign right away, otherwise I take everything back.

We hum.

Coriace the grandfather, but I got it.

100,000 for cash and 500,000 for walls.

-But no ! But it's worth the triple.

You're a killer, darling.

Both of us are going to eat the box.

So let's resume.

She's singing.

...

-Chérie, hush. This is my favorite passage.

Classical music

-Sorry.

...

-Listen to her. When the choruses resume, it's...

...

bell

...

-Hello.

Sibyl sneezes.

-It's this jasmine in your perfume.

-I will not change it.

So that's it ? Are you settling?

I'm right, are not I? -Gagné.

-Do not start a family right away.

Me, I had Gaëtan at 46 years old. They are 20 years apart.

To stay young,

you have to give birth as late as possible, huh, my dear?

-A stable to advise me?

-It's good, mom. What did you come to do?

-I leave Tuesday thalasso, but Gaëtan must validate an internship

for his preparation after the baccalaureate, he will have with honors. Huh?

-Yeah yeah.

- An internship in terminal?

-In the course Gunnarsson, though.

Many gifted, like him. The Norwegian method.

1,500 euros a month, but...

-I know, it's me who pays. I invest in the France of tomorrow.

My banker was to take him on a training course.

But no word,

all these ties.

Then kirsch cherry from Pariès.

A factory to kilos, but I crack.

-Ah no, thanks, no.

I risk edema of Quincke.

-You are allergic to everything. It's in the head, that.

-I can not take it on stage.

We start the budgets this week

and it's super confidential.

-And you, Sibylle?

You are not allergic to young people, I hope.

-It is really strong, this Schiffman.

-80% of his theories were in my memory.

-You are gifted, in the family.

-Gaetan is the king of wankers.

I have the impression that he is going, on the fumette.

-Like you.

If you stop, I'll stop. -You do not smoke.

-Ben, the pill.

-Wait, darling. We have time.

And then, I'm not yet DG of the box.

-Ben me, I will not wait for menopause.

Vibrator

...

-Allô? * -Raphael, there is a ball.

The old man is under curatorship. His nephew has the signature.

You gave him 100,000 euros?

-Sorry ?

-The goal is to sign this store.

The boss holds a lot.

-I'll go see the nephew. It's sold in advance.

-Not sure. What does he do ?

-It's called Ramuntxo... A name outside.

He does

sneakers in Sare.

-What are you doing here ?

-I came for my internship. -Yes, the internship.

Good, speed. We have a train in half an hour.

He sighs.

In Basque - What's going on?

-I am Lyon. He did a little tachycardia.

But he's fine.

-Thank you.

-It is 200 years old, this shop.

And I sold it.

-You are under curatorship. It's me who signs for you.

-A supermarket, in addition.

-It is worthless, this paper.

-Of course, we are Basque.

There will never be any Chinese cheese or ham from Romania here.

- She gave me lots of tickets. 100,000 euros.

She told me that with,

I could do

water skiing.

-If I catch it, this Sibyl Garnier,

I'm going to give him water skiing at the bottom of the harbor.

-Ferran, where did you put it, the money? Huh?

-I hid it,

but I do not know where.

I can not remember.

I forget everything, Ramun. I forget everything.

-100 000 euros, it deserves a little cleaning, right?

She gave them to you, are you sure? -I am not baoul.

She will ask them.

-Ben there, you will do baoul. You've never seen it.

-The poor.

She was so pretty.

-It will remain so.

But she wanted to steal you. It's too bad for her.

-So the box made 80,000 euros in turnover?

-It vegetates to death.

-Will we get the money back to the old man?

-The goal number 1 is to sign the shop. Go.

-Ah, bars...

There is a pony there. Viewing. Bars...

You do it often, to spin black

for pecho shops? -Rarissime.

But do not put it

in your internship report.

And speak less loudly.

He's laughing.

Thank you sir. Goodbye.

It's a boui-boui.

Do you know Edward Schiffman? -It's a DJ, right?

-No. He is the pope of the neo-marketing California.

I followed his master class

"Negotiate downward".

Lesson number 1: the effect of surprise.

She operates the handle.

-Ah yeah, the surprise is that there is nobody.

barking

-Good...

The man speaks Basque.

Hello sir. I'm looking for Ramuntxo Bert...

-Beitialarrangoïta.

You go to the village hall and ask Ramun

from Goïgoitchea.

-I will remember. Go.

Hello. I would like 2 places. How much is the entry fee ?

-It's free.

Otherwise, there would be nobody.

-She danced a night In the world and the sound

All seguidillas

And by a beautiful clear morning

She took the path that leads to Santa Filla

But despite his smile And his engaging air

The Beauty of Cadiz

Never had a lover

Chi-ca, chi-ca, chic Ay, ay, ay

Chi-ca, chi-ca, classy

Ay, ay, ay

"You see, Gaetan, that's France.

-Oh, bars.

-Thank you.

-It must remove the batteries.

-Mom...

-Hello.

A kalimotxo?

-What's this ?

-It's local, like me.

...

-There are plenty of flavors...

-Wine with Coke.

-It's too much dar, that.

It is true that one must think of it.

I'm looking for Ramun...

Hush. He finishes singing.

-And my joy is deep

When in my arm

Mom

You put your arm

-Spadrilles and serenades. There, we touch the bottom.

-Ramun, there is a lady who wants to see you... Sibylle Garnier.

-She did not hang out.

-No more, you'll see.

-Calme yourself, Ramun. You have just come out.

-Hello. Ah. Hello.

-So, did you like it? -Formidable. It made me...

-No. I did not have the heart.

I lost an uncle tonight.

-What uncle?

-Ferran. That of Bayonne. -Shit !

Finally, my condolences.

-There, it stings.

-A discreet man. I arrived too late.

-What happened to him ?

-A woman made him sign papers for his shop.

When he understood the scam, the heart let go.

-Oh shit.

The poor.

-It abused an old person.

-No, she did not...

-I hate mass distribution.

They gorge themselves by exploiting the small producers.

I prefer my organic tomatoes. -It's the best.

-What did you want?

-Your sneakers.

I miss colors.

-Bravo for your imitation of Tino Rossi.

-Yeah, thanks. It was Luis Mariano.

-Oh, the brush that he "put" you. Good. We come back?

-If you want to succeed in life, you have to hang on.

And speak French.

It's "se", the brush that he "put" you.

-You killed Ferran. I do not like that, me.

There, at least, we get rid of her.

-She can sue us. -of what?

He comes out of a slush fund, their money.

Then, we do not know where he is.

-Yes okay, this yellow banana.

-It's lemon, not banana. -Old lemon then.

-It's okay ?

It's okay ?

Have you buried your tongue?

- Urssaf control.

-Remove the surprise?

-He knows us now.

Lesson number 2: the Trojan horse.

-Oh yeah.

-They do not care about Urssaf control.

-I'm spending the old age, youth...

-They will put us in there.

-Chant for us.

-For you ?

Are you getting married?

-I make the dresses.

-Finally... For my sheep, especially.

"What's that bullshit?

-In Japan, the Kobe beef, they put Mozart on it.

People are tearing themselves away.

-We could

do the same with Luis Mariano.

-My cousin Felizia,

she got us a report.

You sing,

me, it makes me advertise.

-Me, I'm talking about my honey...

- I went home to be quiet.

-I'll make you a costume and...

-And nothing.

-But I do not carnival. I have my pride.

-OUS ALSO, OH!

-Hello again.

We used to say

we wanted basics, to start.

-Start what ? -I track local products.

And here I'm doing sourcing for my concept store.

-Eyebrows,

the blinds... French,

it's harder than Basque.

-You are right.

In my shop, there will be a corner

with Basque products: ham and chilli

and your sneakers.

-I have more stock.

-But we, we have some.

Xabi, cheese farmer.

-Patxi, beekeeper. Gold medal. Altzibar, tomorrow you ride the lady.

-But I can not.

-Ramun, then. Frankly, it's not a chore.

-I do not have a car.

-Take that of Altzibar. -Well yeah.

Tomorrow, you will taste my cheese.

-I want to get rid of them and they stick to me.

-In Arraya hotel, you will be fine.

-Fuck a big cod dipping.

-I'll think about farting the cod.

-Are you really going to buy some?

It's chelou, marketing Schiffmol.

- "Schiffman", Gaetan.

-I had taken the lead.

Just I show you.

Italian high fashion lurex. Celine Dion only puts that.

-It wears that if she wants. Me never.

-It's your choice, I respect him. -But?

-But do not come to talk to me again about solidarity

and fraternity of the Basque people.

-But put it, you. I will make you the playback.

"It's not my size. -Ben, lean.

-I can not even make tea towels.

"Yourself Slim..."

-I have only one room free.

-It continues.

Do not you mind?

He's laughing.

What?

-If it pleases you...

-It has nothing to do, there is no place.

How much, average?

-They do not put notes.

-They should.

What way ?

- This evening, it's marmitako.

It is marinated fish with Espelette pepper.

I loaded in chilli.

You have to sign the nephew.

You saw it ?

-No.

He's coming tomorrow because of the funeral.

- * You harpoon him. You have to catch up.

-I understood. I'm not stupid. -Excuse me, darling.

Fortunately, with Gaëtan, you are less alone.

-Yes it's sure.

-Go, find a solution.

He sighs.

...

-That's good. It's perfect.

What will honey and cheese do?

-Buffer all winter.

Ouch!

Be careful.

-You move like a maggot.

-It's been 2 hours.

-Here. OK.

Me, I find her a choupette.

-The Parisian is not my kind.

-The Basque did not bring you happiness. Trousers.

-What? -But the pants.

-They will shoot only the top.

-Mariano was not wearing jeans.

-Mariano, he had a farm and cows.

You do not even know that.

-I go, Mr. Know-it-all. Trousers.

Thunderstorm

...

She is watching a video in English.

...

She's screaming.

Alarm

...

-You answer on Gaëtan's mobile?

-He is sleeping. Mine burned with... With the storm.

-We have very, very good weather, here.

Good. The lab just called me.

* Gaetan has a mononucleosis. -What must we do?

* -But the stuff of vitamins D.

Note, Sibylle.

* Anchovies, raw snails, duck fat,

herring in oil...

-I have the sheaf, with your stuff. I remember you.

Someone knocked.

-Oh sorry.

-No, it's my brother-in-law.

Finally, future. We are not married yet.

-It's not your trainee?

-If it's my trainee.

There was only one room.

He's doing a Norwegian school, to do the ENA.

-It already rolls as in the Assembly.

Here, take that. You will be more comfortable.

Lets' go.

-A Euro Market,

it's convenient, in the evening.

Everything is not to be thrown away, in supermarkets.

-If any. It's shit.

Where are we going now? - Xabi.

In Camou-Cihigue, next to Kakouetta.

"Apart from peanut, I did not understand anything, Ramon.

With "Ramon", I hang on to something.

-Yes, to a ham.

It means ham in Spanish. My name is Ramun.

-Ramun.

But then you are French or Spanish?

-Neither.

I am Basque!

It is the diminutive of Ramuntxo.

-Yes Yes. Yes. Ramuntxo, the Basque.

I connect.

She sneezes.

-You are cold ? It's the sheep.

I am allergic to hair.

-Tell us.

In Basque -You have everything out?

-I emptied the reserve.

I got your message.

Is she the bastard who wanted to rip Ferran?

-What are you saying ?

-That is good to help small producers.

Put him 10 of that one

and 20 big ones.

- Big ones?

-Not take too much.

Xabi, she pays cash.

Give him a little something.

-I also make berets.

I offer it to you.

-It's nice, that.

-Patxi says he makes the best honey in the world.

-I'll stay in the car.

A sting and I can stay there.

-Do not worry, we are very well equipped.

-Hold.

Taste me that. Lift the...

ringing

Here.

So ?

...

-To fall.

I just remembered,

I already ordered some.

-Ah no, do not offend him. Here, Patxi, put him 50 kilos.

-It's a lot.

If you are a friend of Ramun,

I can make an exception.

50 pots at 30 euros per kilogram,

that makes us, 3 times 5... 1,500 euros.

Incl.

-Ah yes.

It's not lost. It keeps?

-Yes.

-Cool.

-Here.

-Thank you.

On the other hand, a bee has returned.

-What? Where is she ?

She's screaming.

In Basque - She is allergic.

She can stay there. -There is no bee.

Since the control, they come out more from their hive.

- Stop moving.

You will excite him.

...

-She must already have flown away.

-Warning !

-I have a sheep's head.

-I cook with Espelette pepper.

Ah, hot pepper! We forgot it.

-It is not serious.

-What are you doing ?

-I raise stones.

-It's good.

"Have you been to the hairdresser?

-Not at all.

Why do you raise stones?

-It's a man.

Gaëtan, your mother called. You have a mononucleosis.

-Bars.

-You have to eat cocoa and anchovies.

-It's a little odd, like a mix, right?

-Not more than wine and Coke.

No, wait. I'm not done. I have some things to ask you.

-Come on.

Go.

-You burned your phone, OK. But the guy, did you see him or not?

-It's a bear that only eats its tomatoes,

neither clean nor dirty.

Oh yes, he makes Luis Mariano too.

* -It's not impossible to get it signed.

"Yes, but he's a stubborn man.

The slope is really steep. * -It's going to have to climb it.

Invite him to the restaurant, the singer of Mexico.

-Do you want me to sleep?

-With Luis Mariano, you do not risk anything.

Do your job and sign.

Hold on !

* With his mononucleosis, Gaëtan should not wear anything,

otherwise he can tear the spleen.

-She said why she was there? -No.

She cracked the checkbook.

You would have seen, a little piaf caught in the glue.

"About piaf, an eagle has passed this afternoon.

Aranxa left you

his telephone number.

She also said she would be here tonight and she would be alone.

-Here, look.

Sometimes, it is better to be poorly accompanied than alone.

-I was telling myself... To thank you for this great day...

If we dined?

-Excellent idea. It's me who invites you.

In the competition of Irrintzina. -of what?

He screams.

...

* -16, 18...

18, 21.

Terrific performance of Altzibar.

-It's the cry

Basque shepherd.

-Okay.

* -I return to the bar. People are thirsty.

-A little voice...

It's his little feminine side. He is a stylist.

-No. -Yes.

He was a small hand at Balenciaga in Paris.

Now he's big hand in Sare.

-Here we go.

Shout

...

* -Magnificent performance of Ramuntxo. Bravo, Ramuntxo, bravo.

The first batch of this wonderful evening is this magnificent chainsaw.

-A chainsaw ?

With me, there is no hand at all. Oh dear.

-Hold. -Stubly, the ysanxia. It's my 3rd.

- "Izarra." Lysanxia is a sedative.

In there, there are only herbs.

Hop. Dry ass.

...

Yeah! Bravo!

* -There again, great. Great, Jean-Pierre.

It is an exceptional evening for this festival of Irrintzina.

-I must talk to you.

-Ramun, are you coming?

Basque song

...

-So, do you like it, the Basque Country?

"It's beautiful, but macho.

Only men who shout, men who dance...

-It's the party, it's normal.

-It's the party, but it's macho.

-No, do not say that, no.

Good. Come on, I'll go back.

...

-This is the fandango of Sare.

Between the bottom and the top of the village, it's not the same.

-It's not easy, your bled. Let's say it's worth it.

You wanted to talk to me? -Yes.

I do not care about sneakers. Even if we are in it.

* -A charming young lady curly as a little lamb

made a comment.

-Who is he talking about?

-In my opinion, it's you.

* -It seems we are machos.

whoops

But, but, but...

It is clear that tonight we only had men.

Well, I invite him to join me and try his luck.

-You can not refuse Come on, go for it.

Yeah!

She's screaming.

...

* -So there, I do not even count.

I think we have the winner of this evening.

-Oh, bars.

* -That is, delicious frisette, the first batch,

this chainsaw.

And you win at the same time a bottle of Izarra.

-You have a sacred voice.

-I wanted to be a singer.

But I was first in the class, so I went to school.

-Too bad for you.

-Yeah.

Pop music

...

-Do you want me to make you a tattoo?

-I dunno. Not this evening.

-Tomorrow. Meet at 1 pm at the crossroads of Zugarramurdi.

-OK.

...

-I did not know you were coming.

-You already lost my number?

-I tried to learn it, as during the hiding,

but he does not want to go home.

...

-You come to dance?

-I am accompanied, Aranxa.

...

-Ramun, it's hot. I call the fire department or what?

...

-I have to go.

-I bring you home.

-No, it's right next. Thank you.

-OK.

-I must talk to you, but... But tomorrow, huh.

It's fine tomorrow too, "Moumoune".

-I am Ramun.

-Moumoune, Ramun, Betzazigouille,

Patachi Patacha, Tarax...

Than generic drug names.

I'll go. -See you tomorrow.

-She holds the road, the little one. -Do not start, Aranxa.

-It's sad, to go home alone after all these years of prison.

-No more than hanging out alone in the bars.

Sibyl sings.

She laughs.

What are you doing ?

-Occupied.

Gaëtan with...

She has pink hair.

-Come.

-Ah no, no. I go up behind.

If I vomit in your beautiful car...

Go.

Oh shit ! My chainsaw. -She's there.

Ah. She's there.

Go.

I have a branch slamming at Raphael's.

She slams and clac, clac, clac...

-Yeah, alright.

Stay well. -Yeah.

Go, roll, my hen!

Shock

-What is she doing, damn?

-She negotiates. She plays big. And you too.

What does Olivier tell him? -Nothing.

We wait. She will find a solution.

François, it must remain between us.

-Well, who do you take me for?

Friendship first, business after. -The same.

-Why did not you tell me?

-I did not want to bother you with that.

-You do not bother me. You just make me lose 100,000 euros.

-Sibylle will never let go of the case.

She will come back with the signature. I vouch for it.

-He is perfect. Not yet married and already supportive.

-That is to say ?

-Raphael, I, too, have accounts to render.

If it's fair, you pay back the box with your money

and everyone keeps his place.

You have 48 hours.

-I put it there?

-What?

What is that thing ?

Where are we ?

-Home.

It is 11:30.

-What happened ?

We did not... We did not... I do not remember anything.

-Nothing happened.

-I have a headache.

That's bad. -Arnica, camphor

and lard.

You had a nice bump.

Breakfast ?

-I ache all over. You rolled me on?

-You participate in the final Irrintzina.

-What?

But what horror!

What?

They made 2 pages.

-A foreigner who wins is historic.

Sacred pub for your shop.

-I do not have a shop.

You will fall from high.

I'm here to buy your uncle's hardware store.

-Who did you propose to do

water skiing. -What?

You knew ? -Yes.

-I bought

1,500 euros of honey.

"You have abused a sick old man.

500 000 euros. A shame.

-The market has dropped.

-It's not true.

-Real estate is my job.

Good. How much do you want? -It is not for sale.

I'll never sign it, your paper.

-I gave him 100,000 euros in cash.

I want to recover them.

-It's illegal. -Accept them too.

-Sorry for you.

- Stop taking me for a bitch.

I came out of HEC major, me.

-Ben me, I'm going out of jail.

-From prison ?

If I do not sign this shop, I'll be fired.

I do not come from a friqué background. My father was... shoemaker.

Small traders. A bit like you.

I recognized the smell of glue in your workshop.

It's been years of trying to get where I am.

"To rob people is not good, Cosette.

-Cosette got ripped off. -You, the victim?

500,000 euros is a lot for you.

-You speak much too loudly.

-OK.

And can I phone? By whispering.

He does not want to sign.

* It's the total mess.

François swayed us to Olivier.

-So there, we just have to refund the box.

-How about that, "on"? *-We're together,

we will live together...

I do not have a dime aside.

-If I unlock my savings before 2025, I lose all my interests.

-That's all for me ?

"It's your meatball, darling. Otherwise, you have it signed.

-You have a train in 1 hour.

-They are beautiful, these mountains.

-If I find the 100,000, I return them to you.

Do not put yourself in this state. It's just money.

-It's not that.

Why can not you ever rely on you, huh?

I am talking about the men I knew.

-There have been many?

-Pierre, the architect, left with the plans of the house.

John, the trader,

he decided to have a vasectomy at 28 years old.

There, I left. And Raphael.

He puts his shirts on with a laser beam. Here.

I will spare you the others. It's only the last three.

-You can count on me to take you back to town.

-Thank you.

I can take a shower ? It really stinks, your thing.

Thank you.

-Nothing has changed.

-If you're not at home anymore.

What do you want ?

-Thank you.

-of what? To have taken 6 years to cover you Nuno and you?

-Nuno, it was a mistake.

-We talked about marriage.

-I messed up. I came back for you.

-I do not want to hear about you or the armed struggle anymore.

Go away.

-I returned to get you.

We leave where you want. I have a lot of money.

-Money ?

"Tell me where you stashed your weapons.

-It's over, all that.

-I have guys who are willing to pay 300,000 euros.

We would be happy, as before.

That did not change either.

Shout

Ramun!

-There is someone ? -Go away.

-What? That's miss chainsaw?

-The miss did HEC. It changes me a little.

-Shit poop!

-Class.

-It's cold or hot

Ah.

-Goitz, Aranxa.

-For lukewarm water,

you have to turn the lavatory faucet at the same time.

She has not been here for a long time.

You're sure ?

-Why "coitus"? -Goïtz.

It's very pretty, in Basque.

-In French, it's porn star. What took you?

"It was my mother's poodle. So, I do not know, your hair...

-There are bars, really.

-Still.

-I am sincerely sorry for your uncle.

-When it's time, it's time.

-I attacked too low.

620,000 euros, last offer.

Yes I know. There, it's not the same.

-You know, the poodle of my mother... -Yes, Coit.

-I never liked it.

-650,000.

650,000!

But what an idiot!

-My darling, where are you going? -Ah, dad.

Apple picking. I will make a pie.

-See you tonight.

-Bisou. -Bisou.

Nice, helpful.

If his mother

see it from up there... She can be proud.

-Where are you going ? -At the crossroads of Zobi...

-Zugarramurdi. -Yes that's it.

-Mounted.

-A killing, this teuf.

And Sibylle wins the pork shout contest.

-For shepherd. Do you do it on purpose or what?

Gaetan laughs.

Is she your brother's wife?

It's your sister-in-law, actually. -They are not married yet, what?

-It is not shit, the shepherdess.

And they will get married? -I personaly do not know.

-And she does, in life? -She buys people.

He's laughing.

-You can stop laughing?

-I took a video Viewing. -I do not care.

Mirentxu?

What are you doing here ?

-Ben...

You say nothing to my father.

-T'inquiète.

-I strip your eyes. -A hostage, what.

-Yes.

"It's true, it looks like a hostage.

-You find ? -Yeah.

Do not move.

We return to 20 h.

-OK.

You come ? -OK.

-Go ahead.

We open the door.

-You never give up, you. Even at 10 million, it's no.

-I am looking for Gaëtan.

-They are hard to find.

-He lives where, little girl?

-Good. Say nothing.

If his father learns it, he will debit it in charcuterie, Gaëtan.

-Ramun, look what I found. Wow!

Yes! Top, huh?

-Ah yes, great.

Where is your daughter ?

-Apple. Why ?

-I am looking for Gaëtan. As they sympathized...

-What do you mean ?

-It's young, hello, good evening, it's laughing, a fruit juice...

-He drank kalimotxo, him.

-Shit ! -What, Ramun?

"It's Gaetan. "If she wants to see him again,

"See you in 3 hours..."

Who is it? -Aranxa.

-She wants what ? -Weapons.

-Weapons ? But what weapons?

OK. I call the cops.

-No no.

Where are your guns?

-There are 150 Kalashnikovs, about 100 assault rifles...

-It's the war.

-Your truck.

-You have a locker.

I'm going there.

Like that, you'll never see your daughter again.

-Good. I do not have a locker and I do not have a girl. Here.

-I blew up a CRS bus. I took 8 years, I did 5.

-With the CRS in? -No.

I have no blood on my hands.

She is breathing hard.

...

It's okay ? -Yes.

I breathe my carbon dioxide. It calms me.

...

The.

The cops ! -Stop.

- They looked at me, did you see? -Calm down.

-I have trouble swallowing. It blocks. You have nothing to drink?

-We will go to drink a little tea, but later.

Blow in your little bag, that's good.

- That's it, the hideout?

I understand better

the unmarketable shop. -I am going to open.

-Ramun!

Ramun!

Your uncle, the dead man, he's here.

-it's because it was his will. -What?

We, the dead, we watch them at home.

-On the eve of what?

-Dépêchez you. We do not have time.

-You are a people apart.

-Help me.

-There are spiders there.

Take the guns, we'll do the chain.

-Go, take that.

-I leave it to you, that one.

They will kill people

with all that.

-Wait a little for moods.

Oh shit !

But he is fucking there.

It's not complicated, to catch a machine gun.

Bac plus 7!

-I did not do a master's degree in Kalashnikov.

Where are you going?

-View the cops.

He is not dead. He is not dead.

-I recognize you.

So that's it, are you married?

-You told me anything.

I hate you ! I hate you !

-Ah, these lovers, always ready to bicker, of course.

-It's not the moment.

-Ret me the money.

-I put everything on your wedding list.

What are you doing,

with these weapons?

-This is storage, uncle.

Mermaid

Ostia!

"Did you shoot?

-I believed in thieves, it was a cat, I shot.

-Open the truck, please.

-You are my guests.

"What are you doing here?

-That's it, the war.

Basically, he has hams and wine country.

-You have kidnapped cops. -It's done, here.

-I am senile.

Where are you going on honeymoon?

"Rather, we do not have a truck anymore.

-And that what is it ?

-Oh no. -Yes Yes.

-No. -Very good idea.

-I stopped painting

in 1987.

But I still have some Basque red.

* -Call to central...

-My mother was crazy about Luis Mariano.

When I was a kid, she put me on the table.

For birthdays, weddings, I was attacking.

A Mexican adventure

Under the Mexico sun

Mexico, Mexico

-It's still far?

-I tell you this to relax, me.

-I thought about Gaetan.

If she leaves it to the traffickers, they will sell it or...

take him organs.

-She said the boy against the weapons.

She will return it to us.

You have at least

6 octaves in the voice. Maybe even 7.

You'd better sing.

We only have one life.

"To feed people is always better than shooting them.

- I shot anyone.

-Kidnapping, arms trafficking, the resurrected uncle, Orangina and you...

- "Aranxa" not Orangina.

You are a big sick person.

I risk 10 years of jail to help you.

It's better

than your last 3 guys.

-Yes, it's true.

-And shit.

-Hello. Gendarmerie control. Vehicle papers, please.

-I think it's you who have them, darling.

-Yes.

I have not forgotten them at your mother's house? She pissed me off with her poodle.

-What is there in there? -Equipment.

It's material that we have...

It's material, what.

-of what?

-Our circus.

-What circus? -The Morales circus.

Moralès brothers. -We start to turn around a lot.

Klaxons -That papers then?

"It's useless to look for them, Sibylle.

I just realized that they are in the... my brother's truck.

-Gaëtano.

He has the big truck, he, with the lion,

the camel, the... the monkeys...

Finally, all the animals.

-I have never heard of it.

-Your children necessarily.

Children, they love it.

-You will come back to you. Listen.

There, you will say

"Morales, ah, but obviously."

* -This night in your city,

the Morales circus,

his trapeze artists and his famous Button and Pressure clowns.

The Morales circus, the crate!

-It's good, it's good, go for it. -Thank you.

Have a good day.

-Button and Pressure, it tells me something.

-Button and Pressure?

Where did you go to get that?

-In the memory box. Like Coït, your poodle.

Ben, a kids book. Two clowns... inseparable.

"Your clowns saved me from going back to jail.

-It is not false.

It's worth a little signature, huh?

I'm not fine ?

Where are you going ?

"This shop is all his life, my uncle.

-He sleeps alone in his brothel.

He was the guardian of your weapons. In fact, you do not have a heart.

-Heartless ?

We kidnap Gaëtan and you, you think to do business.

-We, women,

we are multitasking.

-The multitasking,

she'll go up there and get the kid.

Maybe in two pieces. With them, we can not know.

-OK. OK.

I'm talking more about the shop.

Do not let me down, Ramun. Not you.

-Ostia!

-There is someone ?

-Yes, here, deep down! -We are here at the bottom!

-There is someone ? -The door !

The police knock on the door.

-Reculez.

-Wait, oh. -Reculate!

-What did you look for?

-Nothing. I was in business with the owner before his death.

-A brother ?

-Yes. Gaëtan.

-Gaëtano... It was the other, but the other is him.

Gypsy stuff.

-Gitan of what? I am not a gypsy

-Moralès, it's not Finnish either.

Your brother was checked in a stolen gendarmerie vehicle.

-It has no license.

-He said you had a circus.

-With 2 clowns, Button and Pressure.

-What is this circus story?

Me, I live in full Paris, in the 8th.

-With an accomplice, frizzy blonde.

He called her Sibylle. Does that remind you of something ?

-Yes.

So there, I understand nothing more.

-Ben, we do not either.

-They got married.

-They got married ? It's not possible.

-They bicker a little, of course, but love is there.

I go. Customers are waiting for me.

You admit having sequestrated 2 gendarmes?

-But they were German soldiers.

I recognize you.

You are the little Jean Valjean. -But is not it ok?

I am CFO at Euro Market.

I'm going crazy !

-It's the little Jean Valjean.

We found the little Jean Valjean. Note it. Do you have a stamp?

- Miss Garnier's room?

Good. That of M. Morales, then.

It is the same ?

It confirms, then. Thank you.

"Is not it right, my boy?

-My brother stole a car of cops and fucks my fiancee.

It's rough.

-The real problem is unemployment.

-It's stupid, that one, or what?

Sibylle Garnier and M. Morales.

-Who are you ?

-The husband and big brother.

-They are not here

-I go, I understood.

-Its good. Go for it.

humming

...

-Montez.

-Two minutes. I have an urgent desire.

-Go, me too.

She is urinating.

...

crunches

...

-You could go further? grunt

...

-Do not panic.

... It only attacks sheep.

-But I am a sheep.

...

-Raise slowly with your arms up.

He will understand that you are a human being.

...

Perfect.

Go back slowly.

-I have to pull up my pants to run.

-Especially not.

He's screaming in Basque.

It's okay ? -Yes it's good.

Shit, I farted my pants. What did you tell him?

- "If you eat it, you'll die."

-You told him that?

"That's what the wolf shepherd said. Come on.

Okay that's good.

We can act.

-That is to say ?

-You already shot?

-Yes, for stuffed animals at the Throne Fair.

-I drag them away,

you blow up the truck. - "Explode"? But how ?

-With the rocket launcher. It's easy.

You aim, you shoot. The.

-I do not touch that.

-They will kill innocents. You said it.

-Yes, but... -But what ?

Here we are in the Basque Country. And when we say, we do. Go.

-But I am not Basque, me.

I was born in Versailles.

It's a nightmare. How does this thing work?

grunt

...

I hope you are bilingual. If you eat me, you die.

...

Ben, you're bilingual.

* -Alert to all units...

-Who is this guy ? - Are you cop?

Spoken.

-It's a stolen car.

- On your knees, come on!

-You stole a car of cops?

Is she the one who makes you so stupid? It's okay, guys. He is with us.

-We keep the cash.

-Always in the air. You have not changed.

-You neither.

-Not bad, for a bourgeois. Where is Gaetan?

-It is with Mirentxu. I pick them up at 8 pm

-Hold on.

Here. I did it too well. -I hope. It burns serious.

Alarm

-It's Ramun. -It must be with Sibylle.

-Miren, where are you? * -Ben, with apples.

-Gaetan is with you?

-No. I did not see it.

Tell me where he is.

They shout.

...

-You are crazy or what? Stop, oh!

Stop fighting !

Is he with you yes or no?

-Yes.

-He's there.

-Gaetan, how are you?

-It is completely barred.

Did you think I kidnapped him? My actions are political.

-like trafficking weapons?

-Why are you with her? A French, in addition.

-She has a guy. Nothing happened.

-Ben...

You do not want us to...

I do not know, we... does a case arise in Spain?

-Go back to the hotel and pack your bag.

-You see ? I have it, money. -Gaetan? Hello?

Let's go ?

-What are you doing ?

Leave her.

Rest.

Stay with me.

-Take care of yourself, Aranxa.

-Ramun!

-It was my favorite panties.

Ramuntxo laughs.

What? But it's true.

-How about that, "Favorite panties"?

-Ben, she was very pretty. It was my favorite panties.

- Favorite potato?

Ostia!

-Waouh!

-Go.

So, the car of cops in the ravine?

-Very cool.

-That's it.

You are a real Basque.

-You will never sell, do not go back on it.

It's stupid, right?

-Shut up. Enjoy the scenery a bit.

-I can talk and watch.

Let's calmly analyze the situation.

Sneakers, it flows nicely, your house with.

You have a rotten car, a shirt of...

-What? -You're welcome.

What is this misplaced pride?

-It's all my childhood, this shop.

I did not have a father. Ferran raised me.

-If you like it that much, take it with you.

It must be stimulated, surrounded.

Did he tell you he wanted to die in his shop?

-No.

- Cherry trees! -You have never seen one?

-There, normally, I cough, I'm choking.

I am allergic to cherry, flowers...

-Calm down. -I can die of it.

-Oh !

Calm down.

Look at me in the eyes.

Look at me.

Breathe.

Here.

Have you ever eaten cherry?

-Ah no, no, no.

-Sibylle, life has no interest

if we do not know the taste of cherry.

Taste.

-Its good.

-You look like you're healed.

The beret is for men.

-Ah yes ?

-Do you like your cut?

-Ah!

- Already?

-No, it's the spleen. -Shit.

-No, I'm here, Olivier.

Huh?

But we will sign, I have no doubt.

I'll call you back. I'm going back to a meeting.

-Raphaël...

Hey, Raph! You're here.

Thanks for coming. -You come out from where?

-From nowhere. Here is the countryside, you know.

I had a lot of stuff.

Ah! Raphael, Ramuntxo... The nephew.

-I leave you with family.

"It's better, I believe.

How could you fuck Gaëtan who is only 17 years old?

-What? You're ill.

-You lie. I saw the old man. He is not dead at all.

You took the money to shoot you both.

-Raphael, have you gone mad?

Gaëtan, you scared me.

Okay darling ?

-It's just a crack in the spleen.

-You saw your hair?

And what is this shit?

-It's the Basque cross.

Where is Mirentxu?

-It's felt?

-Have you raised something? -At this age,

it gets up alone.

-Small con! I'm going to kill you!

I'm going to kill you.

-It is cracked of the spleen.

Poor kid.

-Small manure! He fucks my wife.

-I do not like the old ones. -Thank you, Gaetan.

-So you jumped who? The whole city knows it.

Even the firefighters!

Are you going to let me go, the killer?

-No one.

-He was with me

-What?

But Mirentxu, my little girl, my baby...

I would have preferred a Basque.

-Don't worry, dad.

Gaëtan does everything to integrate.

And I do what I want.

-How could you believe...? -Sorry, sweetie.

I'm stupid, that's it.

It's this pressure, Olivier, everything.

Where are you with the other?

Did you manage to untie him?

-A little. -I'll go talk to him.

I will not let him cheat you. -Let me do.

Get off the luggage and call a taxi.

-I also do taxi, sir.

-It's enough, your winks.

-I'm sorry, but it's a knock.

-Good.

I have to go. -Evening, these reunions.

-I was not going to tell him that we had just...

-Hold, your promise. Signed.

-But...

But why ?

-I take my uncle with me.

-And that's all ? -You play your future

on this case, no?

And your happiness.

-I just do my job. -And you do it well.

You knew how to find the words.

And the gestures.

-You think I slept

for you to sign?

"I do not know, Sibylle.

-Now you know.

-Your head is planted.

-That's it.

- Do not worry, I planned the shot.

I negotiated like a dog.

Baligan makes you 2.18%.

Interest deducted, smoothed over 8 years.

You will not feel it pass.

Guess the monthly payment?

-I am more allergic to cherries.

-Ah yes ?

Too many bars. -Before Mom,

we'll see if it's bars.

You're not ready to enter ENA, with this head.

-I want to be a Basque shepherd.

-OK. Thank you, old man.

Mom is coming.

Sibyl!

-Yes ?

-It's validated with Baligan. You are signing the loan

and he sends the money directly to the box.

There is a new business

in Bayonne, 2,000 m2. -Great.

A fold for Miss Garnier.

-You could have sounded.

-It was open...

-Not for the couriers.

-Thank you.

-What's this ?

Who is it that sends you a panties?

-It's Ramun, the nephew, the Basque.

- "Ramun the chimney."

-Shut up.

He is completely broken, this guy.

It's filthy. As if you were going to wear that.

You're ill ? What are you doing ?

-It's fine with me

I feel so good inside.

What do you think ? -Wauh, too stylish.

-Sibylle, take it off right away.

How does he know your size?

-What is there like cartons, here.

What are you doing, baby?

-No, Jackie.

I left your son. -Ah good?

-What?

-Good news. -But not at all.

-Gaetan! -Sibylle!

Sibyl!

Sibyl, come back.

Come back !

Sibyl!

-He did not want to come to my house

He is clinging to his shop.

-He said yes for a week. You will see.

- Stop with this pot of paint. It's empty.

-And that's empty?

-Ostia!

-It's the little girl's money.

If we steal from him, huh?

"Tomorrow, I go to Paris to bring him back.

-No no. Tomorrow, you sing.

- A Mexican adventure

Under the Mexico sun

-It's a bit like Kobe beef,

except that they are singing Luis Mariano.

-You sing all day? -Almost.

But not us, Ramuntxo.

-The first night, we walk

We dance a soft bolero

Then the second, we go wild

Nothing stops you anymore We're off to a gallop

We forget everything

Under the beautiful sky of Mexico

We go crazy

At the sound of tropical rhythms

If you have a vein day

To be able to take the boat

Go taste a week

To the Mexican adventure

In the sun of Mexico

mexico

mexico

Under your singing sun

Time seems too short

To taste happiness

From each day

mexico

mexico

-Go...

-Do you like it? -Yes.

-It is not bad, the shed next door. It is not for sale?

-We have not opened yet, you already want to enlarge.

-Ben...

-The mother Etchegarray will never sell.

-Trust me.

-HEY !

Subtitling: ECLAIR