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Drop your weapon.

Step back!

Drag him between cars.

Hurry.

Enough.

Come here.

Delgado!

Do not move!

- Clear? - Clear.

You're dead.

It's over, soldier.

- Got everything? - Yes, in the truck. - Come here.

- What are you planning? - We won't truck blow uo the truck, Walter.

You really believed that I planned final in kamikaze style?

- We will need it to escape. - And then what?

Walter will cover us. We enter together, take weapon and leave.

Like this?

With a little luck...

Good evening, Roland.

Good evening, Beatrice.

You know how to create a pleasant atmosphere.

We have nowhere to hurry.

We'll start with toast.

And then I have my one idea.

And now?

Finish your glass first.

Tell me how you gonna fuck me.

I'm going to fuck you so hard it will be necessery to bury you.

You're not gonna kill me?

Of course, I will, darling.

You'll lose consciousness. And when you wake up...

you'll be tied in my basement.

I'll beat you up a little, for fun.

And then... kill.

Fevre told me a lot about you, Lieutenant Delgado.

Sit down.

A police officer blood is on your hands.

So what?

Including you, even two officers.

So shut up and sit down in the chair...

while we wait for a phone call from your friend, Caplan.

Deaf or what? Sit!

Thank you.

I had a gun pointed at my head.

You're a fucking general.

Lieutenant Delgado...

General earned his rank by blowing shenanigans.

But courage can not be bought.

The specialty of general is fucking people.

From the beginning...

you are scapegoats.

This mission is a scam.

Can I talk to you?

You have not been taped. CCTV camera was turned off. Get rid of the body.

- What are you going to do? - I'll be watching them.

Keep your distance.

Good evening.

Good evening.

Too late for delivery.

Special Delivery.

Everything is on it.

This is good. They were expected.

I am your contact. I will help you disappear after all.

It's okay.

Thank you.

You can hate me, lieutenant...

but if you want to save your life and those of your friends...

don't forget to pass to Caplan my recent letter.

Should I remind you that Fevre killed your father?

No.

Lieutenant Delgado...

you killed Captain Marceau...

and General Fevre.

And after that committed suicide.

Stay away.

Stay away!

Drop your weapon!

Back!

Oh, fuck!

Fuck!

I'm going to die! Help me.

I'm going to die.

Oh, fuck... Dréan!

Ah, I'm going to die.

It's there.

Theo! 3, 2, 1!

Theo... done! Getting out!

Slow down. Walter.

Forward, come on!

Oh, fuck!

Well? Now what?

We need Dantin and Luanda.

Call Marceau.

- Rox. - Theo...

- Marceau is not responding. - He's dead. Fevre also.

Are you serious?

Bleuvenne betrayed us.

Now, listen. Meet at Rocky's, okay?

OK.

Hey! Police!

- Give me your keys. - What's wrong?

Give it to me, I tell you!

Okay, what happened?

Captain Marceau crashed the car not far from the hospital.

They believed he was involved in accident...

until they realize he had been shot.

Is he dead?

No. In a coma at the moment.

However, doctors believe that his condition is critical.

- How did this happen? - According to the medical staff...

Marceau had said before losing consciousness... someone's name.

"Roxanne".

Delgado.

Excuse me.

Hallo?

Yes?

General Fevre is dead.

His deputy accuses Roxane Delgado...

of murdering Fèvre and Marceau and also making an attempt on his life.

What are you staring at?

Hey! The car!

Ho! You move!

Ho!

Police.

You got a light, Valerie?

Where is Werner? Where's the gun?

Blitch is in our hands.

The gun is in the truck.

Sergeant, check.

There's no weapon.

Think about your friend.

It will take...

Lower the gun and surrender.

You asked for it.

Lower your weapons!

Do not try to fuck us or I'll blow you.

Perhaps we will find a solution suitable for everyone.

Don't bother. No matter what you're fucked.

Sir?

Drop your weapon!

Sergeant...

Again answering machine?

It's been more than 5 hours. "Inessa" must be Colonel...

and I still can not get through to him.

And my son, how is he?

His injury is slight.

When I left, he was talking to the prefect and the police.

And?

Delgado's reputation made our version credible.

But you are aware...

it should never be a case for Delgado to present her version of events.

They join their buddy?

- Where Roxane? - There.

Gentlemen.

Rox...

That's what your hooker's shoes done to me.

Of course you do not expect thanks from me?

Beatrice, I have a dilemma with you.

With what to fuck yout first?

This...

or that.

Shh, shh, shh ...

Not immediately.

At any hour.

Is that all?

"That's all"?

Two murders to explain... it's not bad.

Before his death Fevre told me something.

Go ahead.

Irene Bleuvenne released Dantin and his men in Angola.

Her husband had sent them to eliminate present president.

Fevre was in charge of military intelligence.

He disapproved that plan, alerted Angolans...

and blew up Bleuvenne's plane.

That explains the behavior of the son. But why Dantin...

sent us to rob...

warehouse with Bleuvenne's weapon...

if they saved his life?

They had a plan of the site and access codes.

In your opinion...

how did they get them?

Madam Bleuvenne.

But why?

She wants us to be blamed.

- We're just ideal criminals. - Fuck!

Marceau, Fèvre and Bleuvenne knew my mission.

You forget the prefect.

- You bet! - This buffoon!

In his position it would be easiest way to just get rid of us.

And accept the version of Madame Bleuvenne, multi-billioner working with the government...

And who would believe our story?

Fèvre wanted me to tell you something important.

Tell then.

All the evidence you need to rehabilitate us and blame Bleuvenne...

are in a bank.

They wanted them back.

Which bank?

Islamyia Bank, in the 8th district.

The Bank of the United Arab Emirates.

If necessary, we will go there.

Well, say so...

I am with you.

Mr. Dréan?

You have the answer within 48 hours.

Thank you, Lucien.

Have a nice weekend.

Need a ride? Come on, move.

Where are they?

I do not know, ma'am.

Beacons on their phones do not work.

The last signal received was from their base.

Or maybe Colonel just betrayed us?

He lost control of Caplan.

It would be disappointing, from a man like Colonel.

Twenty years ago, he was an exceptional person.

We have 48 hours. Find this weapon Jean-Baptiste, quickly.

Whatever the price.

I'll be right there. OK. Kisses.

I must go.

- Was it her? - Yes.

Do not tell the others. Fargette wants to see me.

And if holds you?

What he got against me?

I'll be right back.

What for, silly?

Colonel, what are the plans of Mrs. Bleuvenne with "Inessa" weapon?

I gave my word as an officer. I can not tell you anything.

I'm not asking you to break your word, just to help me.

- Why? - We have a more urgent problem.

Caplan, it's Mrs. Arifa.

It looks you are the ambassador of colonel.

Tell him that I have Myriam Elmidoro.

If he believes that her life is worth 200 kilos of gold...

I will proceed with the exchange.

I'll wait for your answer.

Madame, Caplan took matters into his own hands.

We need to talk.

Before we talk about anything, why did you kill Merks?

He took a girl hostage and was going to kill her.

I tried to reason with him, but ...

You have killed a brother, an elite soldier.

Let's talk about the living?

What is you offer?

We free Myriam from the hands of Arifa...

and you give in peacefully to police...

and I will let Luanda, Werner Blitch and Myriam...

to go free wherever they want.

OK, on one condition.

You have to promise to tell Myriam the whole truth about her brother.

Do you agree?

What are you playing Fargette? You got nothing on her.

You're just trying to catch her on something.

When you get excited, Vachewski. You're cute...

but I still would prefer the hand of Roxane on it.

You ask me why?

Maybe you're in love with her? Or burst into alcohol.

That's right, yes.

Here is a testimony of the father of your girlfriend.

She is an accomplice in the murder of Lemoine's wife.

Not to mention an old file, she still here.

You'll need evidence.

The only one who could speak was the lawyer Fahad...

But your friend Roxana killed him...

just as she killed Marceau and the head of the DCRI.

Fuck your accusations and your law, asshole.

Get her, guys.

Let me go... Assholes!

- Drop it! - Ok... enough.

Arrangements can be made.

Tell me what you want.

Roxane Delgado.

No. I can't do that.

I have better thing to offer you.

I'm listening.

Eddy Caplan.

I thought Caplan was your buddy.

He is not my friend.

Only Roxane that counts. And she is - in my life.

I do not want to miss this chance.

I want Caplan tonight.

You'll have to come alone.

You think I'm a big fool?

You're doing well on your own.

But seriously talking. He is a former police officer on the run.

He smells any trap for miles.

OK, Vachewski.

Any tricks and your sweetheart will land in the slammer.

Let's, guys.

- I keep my eye on you. - Keep it.

Go!

- Do you remember the address, cop? - Yes. Can I talk to Myriam?

Why? To verify that she's still alive?

Something like that, yes.

Shut up!

You heard the chicken?

When it screams like that, is that it is alive.

- You have not touched your plate. - I'm not hungry.

Thank you, Julia. You'll do that it later.

The cops took my story for granted .

And they want to find Delgado, to hear her version of events.

They will never hear it.

I have already given instruction in this direction.

Marceau remains the problem. If he comes out of coma...

he will speak. And if he talks...

What do you think?

You're like a brave rooster...

but in truth, you smell of fear.

Get a grip!

Good afternoon. I just come to see the Captain Marceau.

Only family members are allowed to enter.

I understand.

Gabriel and I... we are like brothers.

We worked together a few years ago.

When we nabbed these robbers...

if Gabriel had not been there, I'd be dead.

I understand.

When I learned he had been shot...

I would only look at my friend.

Thank you for your time.

Sir...

I'll give you 5 minutes with your friend...

but I'll have to search you.

Come in.

What is it?

Who's there?

- He is a friend... - You leave...

or I'll file a report about the incident. You witness.

Come on. Get out!

All clear?

Colonel, I hope they are good?

Or they are only good to kill innocent people?

Such as we are taught to protect innocent people.

And not like you - to sleep with their sisters.

How long do you know?

I understood after your little phone call.

When we have finished with Arifa...

and Myriam will be free...

I hope you take the responsibility for it, Mr. Caplan.

What did you tell him, this asshole cop?

What do you want? Truth or bullshit?

I want no more lies between you and me.

In this game, it is not me who started.

Oh come on!

I promised him one of my friends. In exchange for you.

You're not gonna do that. You're not serious?

Well, no. I'm not serious.

This fat bastard believed me.

- They will always be more important than me? - Cut the crap.

Love and Friendship it's the same, right?

Everything I do, it saves time.

No need to give birth in prison.

I will not hold you in my arms.

You could take that as a farewell and it would bring me bad luck.

Come on.

Concentrate, Beatrice.

Hold tight the gun.

Come on.

Concentrate well, Beatrice. Shit!

I'll help you.

Wait.

This is not quite right, but much better.

It's not over.

It's your life or her.

Come on, this time...

you will succeed.

Well, here it is.

That is good. Bravo.

Well ...

What I will do with you, now?

Base 2 - base 1.

AK47, it's mine.

Base 1 - base 2. I take the shotgun.

We carry bracelets, and Blitch has "Inessa".

And if they don't let Myriam near you?

In this case, we go to plan B.

Plan B makes me the owner of your life and death.

For me, the bottom line is that Myriam walks away without a scratch.

Get out.

Search them.

Give me the keys, Caplan.

I want to see Myriam first.

Open the door.

Drive the car inside.

Ok, chicken. We will not make empty phrases. You are the man and you want the woman .

I am a woman, and I want the gold.

Do you have my gold?

200 bars are in the trunk.

But I want to talk to Myriam.

You can speak all you like after I get my gold.

Chicken, get hands out of your pockets.

Why would I take out the hands, Sarai?

Latif! Daniel!

Sarai Arifa...

200 kg of gold are in the Range.

There is also enough explosives...

to blow everybody.

You're bluffing, chicken. You're bluffing!

Oh. yeah? Death for death, I take you with me...

and your fucking sons.

Well? So what can that be?

What do you suggest, Caplan?

This box has a range of 1500 m.

Colonel leaves with Myriam, and I am still here.

Once you've seen the gold is there, I'm leaving.

Daniel, let her go.

Colonel, my life is in your hands.

Later, Myriam. Later.

Even though I have my gold, you're gonna die, chicken!

- The signal is given. - The signal is received.

Latif!

Oh, Daniel.

- Caplan! - Yes, Sarai. I'm here.

I don't want to kill you...

so put the gun down.

Fuck you, cop!