All language subtitles for Braquo S03E05 FR BRD 720p

If Roxanne had not been there, I...

who knows what
would have happened.

Roland!

What's going on?

Nothing. Everything's fine.

Just let me greet
your guardian angel.

Hello, Lieutenant.

Hello.

Will you stay for lunch?

You can get to know Roland.

I'd love to,
but I have work to do.

Come to dinner one evening, then.

I will, I promise.

Erica, I'm just going
to show the Lieutenant out.

Delgado!

- What are you playing at?
- Bastard!

You want to kill me, do you?
Go on, then.

This is your chance to add
to your repertoire of fuck-ups.

Before I kill you,
guess what I'm going to do.

I'm going to break your heart.

I'm going to kill
that idiot sister of yours.

I swear over Theo's body
I'll do it.

Go and say farewell.
Go on, piss off.

Land of Milk and Honey

Gentlemen...

I've just met with the Minister.

He's not buying Jordania's
apparent show of remorse.

It's not remorse, it's an arrangement.

That's not the issue.

This is our one chance
to apply some pressure.

Jordania has promised to talk.

We don't know what he'll say, though.
Have you even considered

that this is his chance to get us
to do his dirty work for him.

- That would be a start.
- I underst...

You don't understand a thing!

This is Russian gang warfare!

For them, conflict resolution means
blowing each other's brains out.

Paris will be the next Chechnya
if we're not careful!

Sorry, Caplan.

OK. So, what do we do?

Get concrete details from him,

and you'll have our full backing.

The Minister wants concrete details.

Close the door behind you.

Good morning, mayor.

- Is this his car?
- This is it.

It's unlike my deputy
to go AWOL, Lieutenant.

- Captain.
- Captain.

Why do you think
something is amiss?

I don't know. I'm just concerned.

I'll need to look in your archives.

- Why?
- I have to check up on Vogel.

I'm afraid that's not possible.

Well, it's your call.

I can spend all day waiting
for a warrant to be issued.

It's no problem for me.
I'm a civil servant.

Time is hardly a rare commodity.

For Mr. Lortihois,
on the other hand...

Very well then. Follow me.

I'll also need his mobile
number to trace him.

Will that be possible?

I thought
we had an understanding, Mr. Caplan.

I have to answer to my superiors.

I need something convincing
to get them onside.

What do you mean by that?

That the French don't trust you.

- Give them something to chew on.
- Something to chew on?

I can do better than that.

Be more specific.

I could tell them about the deal
you've struck with our friend.

If you do that, Salomé and her son
will be the first to pay the price.

Whoah! What's going on?

What's it to be, then?

- I need to think.
- Well, think carefully.

If you refuse to play ball,
you'll be on your way to the airport.

OK, I'll call you later.

Andreas.
What was that row with Jordania?

I was just clarifying something.

We're supposed to be working together,
transparently.

OK. It won't happen again.

Where are you going?

To the Vissarionovitch's place.
I need to speak to Salomé.

What do you make of all this?

Jordania's totally untrustworthy.
As for Andreas...

I can't help feeling
there's something fishy about him.

Next time they talk Russian,
I want to understand.

Find a Russian-Georgian interpreter.
Someone trustworthy.

I'll need a hand with that.

I'll send someone over.

It's me...

The cops have smelled a rat.

They're not convinced about
the attempt on my life.

No, Andreas is not a problem.

As long as we keep
to the agreement we have,

he will defend our interests.

If I know Viktor Batourine,
he won't risk letting me live.

Chocolate?

Are we sure of the ID?

It is Valérie Borg's hand.

Have you told Internal Affairs?

Of course.
I called the papers as well

so everyone can follow
my crucifixion live.

So why have you told me?

You had a hunch about
Lortihois a few days back.

I didn't listen.
Now he's missing.

You've also found out
that Vogel has a sister

that only Lortihois knew about.

So shift your butt
and find that bastard Vogel.

I'll need two formal request letters.

One for tracing Lortihois' mobile,

and the other for Valérie Borg's.

Leave it with me.

We're walking on eggshells,
Captain Fargette.

Don't worry.
I can be quite nimble when required.

How old is she now?

Six. And every day
I spend looking at her

makes me feel ten years older.

I need a favour, Charlie.

I've stopped doing
that kind of favour, Eddy.

I promised her mother.

Do you understand that?

It's not what you're thinking.

My doll's broken...

- Do you still talk Russian?
- Sure.

- Here.
- Thanks, daddy.

Russian and eight other languages.

I need a hideout.

Somewhere only you know about.

Is that all?

I want you to find out
about this man.

Andreas Megrelishvili.

Hello.

- Hello.
- Miss Beridzé?

- Yes.
- Police department 92.

- An interpreting job's come up.
- OK. When and where?

- Tomorrow at 2. Is that OK?
- Perfect, thanks.

Goodbye.

- Get in.
- You dirty poof, are you joking?

Or do you want a new arsehole?

Have you made a decision?

Do you want
us to expel you?

Getting rid of me will only make
France's security problems worse.

All the better for my job security.

What's it to be?

- Have you heard of Viktor Batourine?
- Yes.

There's an international arrest warrant
out for him,

so his sons run things outside Russia.

Did you know he's made a deal
with Baba Aroudj, a Turkish mafia boss?

They're going to flood France with heroin.

What exactly are you offering us?

Viktor Batourine, with a bonus.

200 kilos of heroin.

If my proposal is of interest
to any of your bosses,

I'll tell them what I want.

Jordania is a grass.

All the vors, and their men, know it.

You say he's a grass,

but he's not grassed
anyone up yet.

So maybe you're talking bullshit.

You see, Mikhail,

when this kind of rumour
starts doing the rounds,

a false truth soon
becomes established.

When that happens,
revolt is never far away.

What do you propose, Viktor?

Burn him!

He must not only be killed,

but there must be nothing
left of him to bury.

When you've burned Jordania,
organise a feast.

Invite everyone who served Iossif

and has stayed loyal to his bastard.

They all have to be burned as well.

What's your problem, Atom?

Batourine is
giving orders from Russia.

Burning Jordania? Does he know
the price of petrol in France?

Explosives are better value.

So, do I have to do it?

The Batourines still have doubts
about your loyalty.

So they should have.
I didn't become your ally

to start taking orders from Moscow.

- I'm not their attack dog.
- I know that.

I understand you. You're talking.
You aren't barking yet.

Deal with Jordania.

Soldatov will help.

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

Green light.
Call me when you've got them.

Come here, you.

Is everyone here?

You.

You, come with us.

You.

Come on, move it.

OK, clear off, everyone.

Yes, it's me.

I've got four of them.

- These chips look great.
- Good night.

Good night Léa. Sleep well.

See you, Rox.

Good night.

- You OK, Rox?
- You OK, Eddy?

Dinner's ready.

What's going to happen to Jordania?

They can't put him on a plane
without hearing him out.

Batourine is major league.

He's sitting pretty over there in Russia.

How'd we convince him
to come over here to languish in prison?

What's that, Rox?

Don't worry, it's on prescription.

- Are you OK?
- Yes.

I'm fine. On top form.

I'm having a ball at a family dinner.

We are a family, aren't we?

A great fucking family, right, Eddy?

Nothing to say to that?

Do I have to shout
for you to hear me?

You've no idea
how much I miss Theo too.

All that keeps me afloat
is the gun I carry

and the badge that lets me
bring down arseholes.

There's no denying that.

You're second to none
when it comes to fighting delinquents.

But fighting for us, you're clueless.

Walter and I
are always here for you.

Wipe your feet on us, go ahead.

But your grief
is no greater than ours.

So why not go the whole hog
and apply for a transfer?

I'm sorry.

Which one are you betting on?

Him over there.

How about you?

Two thousand on the one
next to him.

Him? You can't be serious.

You're just a kid.

- Two thousand on it?
- Sure.

Hi guys.

Thirty thousand for one hand?

No?

Clear off, you.

Thirty thousand Euros
for your hand?

Here.

- Hello.
- Hello.

- I'm here for the interpreting job.
- ID card, please.

Miss Beridzé.

Please take a seat and wait
until your name is called.

The interpreters are here, lieutenant.

Have you known Eddy long?

I met him when he was about 20.

He's a pretty boy, so I married him.

He fell pregnant
but had a miscarriage, sadly.

That destroyed our marriage.

Any more questions?

- Hello?
- The Minister's agreed to it.

Take Jordania somewhere safe
and grill him.

You've no margin for error.

Thanks for the encouragement.

It's secure, Captain.

OK. You can finish that later.

We're going for lunch. Come on.

Take a seat.

I've talked to some grasses.

The more I hear,
the less I think you can help us.

Because I'm neither a criminal,
nor a grass.

I was sent to prison aged eleven.

I didn't come out

until I was twenty two.

- Your record states violent robbery.
- Violent?

I stole in order to eat.

For that crime, I spent my
childhood and youth in prison.

Do you call that justice, Mr. Caplan?

You were only sent down for a year.

The extra ten years
were for murdering your cellmate.

He tried to rape me.

I slit his throat.

In the prison where I grew up,
there were no high principles.

Staying alive was all that mattered.

As for the knife...

I did not find that on my own.

The man who gave it to me
became my adoptive father.

And you know what?
That knife along with his affection...

they are the best gifts
I have ever received.

The best.

This individual is suspected
of extortion and murder.

Interpol don't have his prints on record.

We need to identify his language.

- What shall I ask?
- Up to you.

As long as you find out
where he comes from.

You'll be in there alone with him.
It's OK, he's in cuffs.

The police want to know
what country you're from.

The police want to know
what country you're from.

Listen to me.

You're going to tell that arsehole
that I'm Romanian.

That way,
they'll expel me to Romania

and I can come
straight back here.

- But I can't do that.
- Sure you can.

If you don't, my friends will follow you.

They'll find out where you live,

and then they'll kill you.

You and your family.

But if you do as I say,
and tell them I'm from Romania,

you'll receive a lot of money.

Do we have an agreement?

Well?

Yes, we do.

Well? I'm not talking to you.

No good at all.

- I thought...
- You thought he was a gangster?

Clear off.

Interpol figures show the vors
have billions in secret funds.

So why raise hell in my country?

There are only a few hundred
million invested here.

It's nothing.

For someone like me, who grew up
in prison in Georgia, France is...

It's Yves Montand.

It's Jean Cocteau,
Jacques Prévert, Edith Piaf,

Alain Delon... Louis de Funès....

France, for me...

is the land of milk and honey.

It's true. Milk and honey.

I love your country too much
to ruin it with drugs and prostitution.

Plus, I'm a vor v zakone.
A thief in law, not a pimp or a dealer.

Do you understand that?

You love France so you steal from it?

Let's just say I sometimes
go through its pockets.

A bit like your politicians.

Say that again?

What will happen
if I don't do as you say?

My friends will screw you in the arse.

- Hey! Cool it!
- This bastard threatened me.

- OK.
- Are you OK?

Yes, fine. She'll be perfect.

Congratulations. The job's yours.

Could you wait for me
in my office, please?

- Hello, Walter.
- We've got an interpreter. A girl.

Tell everyone
to meet at the station this evening.

Let's go.

Come on.

You're staying here.

- Have you told Rox?
- She's on her way.

"La Renardière"?

It's an inn 50 kilometres from Paris.

It's closed.
Nobody else knows about it.

You've got 10 days
worth of supplies there.

- OK.
- There's a desk by reception.

You'll find a little surprise there.

- Thanks, Charlie.
- See you.

- Who's that crook?
- We met when I was 20.

Yeah, you got married.
I know the story.

I'll be five minutes.

Did Lieutenant Delgado
force you to attack Érica

in return for clemency
concerning your driving offences?

That's right.
She told me to steal her bag,

because she was blind,
and that if I didn't, I'd regret it.

- Just say, "Yes".
- Yes.

- What do you want?
- Delgado's removal from the force.

Failing that, this video will go online
and find its way to a judge.

What's wrong?

Will we have problems
if we don't comply?

If you don't com...

I think we need to touch base
with Lieutenant Delgado.

I think so too...

Was there anything else?

- Thank you.
- What for?

Where the hell's my car?

Relax. I'm just going for a bit of a spin.

- How did it go?
- Badly. They want war.

- Meaning?
- They want to interview the kid.

Listen. I can't carry on working for you.

Fair enough.
But first of all,

do you know
the "Les Nuits Blanches" restaurant?

Only that it's where
a Russian mafia boss goes to eat.

- What's his name?
- Mikhail Pavlovitch.

When your mum worked for me...

When she was your whore, you mean?

She was only a whore
so you wouldn't need to be one.

You're saying I inherited her debt,
but not her job?

Do I have to remind you
of everything I've done for you both?

If you have any
important information for me...

100,000 Euros worth?

The cops are keeping Jordania
somewhere out of my reach.

Caplan is protecting him.

I joined his team this afternoon.

I have to keep my phone on
and pack a suitcase.

- Do you know where you're going.
- I will when I'm there.

- Hello?
- We're leaving in two hours.

We're going to "La Renardière",
an inn 50 kilometres from Paris.

If even a single policeman is hurt,
our deal is over.

Caplan is taking Jordania somewhere.

I know where it is.

- Tell Soldatov to prepare.
- OK.

You won't need to call to tell me
where Jordania is.

It'll be this evening.
Take Dimitri and three others.

The Armenian is in charge of things.

As long as he tows the line,
I don't want any incidents.

Who's there?

Is everything sorted?

What did the lawyer say?

What did he say?

The cops want to question you.

No problem.

Do you take me for a fool?

No, no at all.
I won't say anything.

You'll crack the minute
they get started.

I won't, I swear.

Great T-shirt.

Did Jacques cry before he died?

I promise I won't say a thing.
You can trust me.

It doesn't belong to me.
It's a mate's.

I promise I won't say a thing.

I hope it wasn't his best T-shirt.

I'm begging you!

- Now what?
- Delgado and I will go first.

Walter will follow with the others.

You stay here
as our contact at headquarters.

Roxanne.

Why don't you just say
whatever it is.

Blackmailing a thug
to attack a blind woman?

I've got nothing more to say to you.

Yes.

I did it.

I attacked Vogel's sister.

I found that motherfucker.

I had my gun pointing in his face.

And I couldn't do it.

I couldn't do it.

Theo is dead, Rox.

We can't change that.
Killing Vogel won't change it.

If you can't accept that,
you're done for.

No one will be able to help you.

I know it won't change anything.

But it's stronger than me.

I want him to die.

I want him to die.

- Miss Beridzé?
- Orianne.

OK, Orianne.

We'll need you to interpret
some phone calls tomorrow.

Rest well.

Rox, show her to her room
and meet back here.

Give me the keys. I'll lock up.

You're safe here.
You promised us Batourine.

Now it's over to you.

Take a seat.

Sorry for the lack of luxury.

The charm of old French houses.

- I bet you've seen worse.
- Much worse.

Wow!

Is that the surprise
he was talking about?

- Hello.
- Are you there yet?

We're there.

Yes?

OK. Let's go.

Damn, I've just lost my network.
Have you got any?

No. Network failure?

I don't reckon.

Not with that thug here
and the pursuing hordes...

- Rox?
- Yes.

- Have you got any network?
- No.

Shit. We've only been here an hour.

Put your bulletproof vest on.

Lock your door
and keep the lights off.

- What's going on?
- Nothing. Just do as I say.

I'll take the first watch.

We burn Jordania
and then we go home.

We don't touch the cops.
Understood?

- Yes.
- Let's do it, then.