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Go! Keep walking!

On your knees!

You stay there! - Come here!

Where's the other one? - I shot him twice, he won't go far.

Alright. Don't look at me, you son of a bitch!

Give me your gun. - With pleasure.

I'm waiting.

Your gun.

Please... I'm begging you...

Keep your eyes down!

My name is Tomasinho and from now on you'll be working for me!

Is that clear?!

What you're looking at? - He likes you.

You like to look at me?! Why are you looking at me?!

You're nothing to me! Watch out!

Shit!

Good morning, Antoine.

Mr. Serra! What happened? - My client is not going to say anything.

Is your client involved in some way?

Mr. Serra isn't accused of anything officially. - What about the trafficking?

He's building an agricultural business...

Hello? . I get no answer from the camp. Go see what's going on.

Thank you. - No problem.

Your wife and daughter are home. Shall we go straight there?

No, we're going to see Jeannot's widow. . You wanna see her right now?

She needs support now.

Come on!

So you're Vincent. How old are you?

Your age. - 23.

Just like me. I hear you're very smart.

You know how to make gasoline. You know about machines and all... without you, no gold.

Yes... like that.

You speak good French. - Go fuck yourself.

I worked for the French... all bastards.

Then you'll be staying with us. Unless we cannot trust you... can we?

If we keep you... can we trust you?

No. - What? No?

Then we might as well kill you.

You see Messala here? He's my new foreman. He says we don't need you.

Messala says we can replace you. - No, you can't.

Who was Serra to you? A father? A friend?

My boss.

Serra is dead. He's no longer your boss.

That means I have a new boss.

No, no! It's me, Claudio! -- Where have you been?! I've been waiting for an hour!

Louis... it's me... - There's 4 of them!

Tomasinho, two guys and the girl! We gotta take care of her... you got weapons?

Aren't we gonna tell Serra? - Call him! We need weapons... we'll destroy them!

It's your fault he's dead. - No, he set up the trap.

Someone made him do it, I wanna know who.

Who knew we were gonna meet?

Who knew about it? - I don't know...

Don't fuck with me! Who was selling him gold?

Who came at the shop? Who was he seeing?

Will you answer me?!

Antoine!

He kept ledgers!

There you go... ledgers. Give 'em to me.

Let me remind you I'm a legal consultant.

Contracts, risk evaluations, trials... that's my job.

No violence or intimidation in front of me... unless you tell me in advance, as usual.

Fine.

It's Claudio. Put Serra on. - For you.

It's Claudio. I'm with Louis, he's touch-and-go, he's been shot twice.

Is he conscious? - Kinda.

Call Nathalie, they must fly him to the hospital.

What about the police? - I don't give a shit about the police! Do as I say!

What's wrong? - It's Louis.

If they planned to poison me, you're fucked. Bon appetit.

Yuca? Don't you have any meat?! - It's on its way, can't you wait a second?

Ok. - It's coming.

Sit down here.

Is she your woman? She was sleeping in your tent.

She's a prostitute. Serra got her for me.

Then you can no longer pay her. She's mine.

I like you, I can't wait to have you.

The idea is to mix the ethanol with palm oil.

Cabelon, show them. Then with caustic soda.

Then you heat it up... - I don't care! How long it's gonna take?

5 days... with two motor pumps.

5 days... alright. Let's go.

Here

Are you alright? - Not at all.

Tomasinho is a pirate, not an employer. If someone pays him, he's gonna leave.

He's not stupid... he's not after Sarah Bernhardt, you see?

In 5 days he'll be stocked. That means I'll be dead.

Be careful.

Go back to work!

A bit more over here!

Louis, can you hear me?

Ok...

Squeeze my hand if you can hear me!

Great... perfect. Your blood pressure's way low.

How long yet? - Two minutes.

We're in a hospital and my client is obviously worried.

I don't mean to be rude but... - He's been involved in this before.

His friend is under the knife. Frankly, I think you're a bit out of line.

Excuse me, can I talk to him?

Good morning, doctor.

How did he got caught off guard? It's not like him!

Stupid old man! Stupid old man!

He'll be fine. - You don't know that.

Go home, you're useless here.

Go to your wife and your daughter... and hold them.

And please... ask yourself if it's not better to quit now that you're still alive.

Go.

Heléne!

Didn't you hear me?

I'm going to France with Laetitia for two weeks, what do you think?

It's a good idea.

How's Laetitia? - She needed pills to sleep.

Ok.

Goodnight.

Sorry... I woke you up.

Mom gave me a couple of sleeping pills.

Are you ok?

You're still scared? - I'm fine but mom got hysterical.

I told her it wasn't your fault but she wouldn't listen. - It was my fault.

No, dad... it's not your fault.

It's not your fault, dad.

I'm clean. I gotta see Silva.

Don't you shake my hand? - One coffee.

You stole my site. I want it back before my coffee arrives.

I don't know what you're talking about.

You collect gold from the sites for the Quinteiros...

...but you keep 50 or 90 grams and sell it for yourself.

That's fine in Brazil, but if you sell it to Jeannot Baradat... I mean, sold it...

As it happens, Jeannot kept an account book and Huguette gave it to me.

Careful, Serra... it's not safe to come here and accuse me of stealing...

If your girlfriend learns about this, it's not your fingers she's gonna cut...

Whatever is it that you want, I can't give it to you.

Who's in charge? Clara or the old lady? - The old lady.

Set up a meeting. - If you go there complaining, you won't get out alive.

She'll receive you, offer you tea and then she'll say: "I'm sorry but that's mine already".

You'll end up cut to pieces in the cellar. I know that cellar very well.

Then we have a big problem... both of us.

Get your site back and then go to her with a reasonable proposition. That may work.

Silva... I need a bit more cooperation from you.

Tomasinho is expecting some supplies from me, the morning after tomorrow.

There you go.

Looks good. We'll see.

It looks fine. - Now we're gonna see.

340 grams!

340 grams. See how happy he is?

You see? I was right not to kill him.

You and me are gonna celebrate. How do you say that in French?

Let's party!

Boys, we're gonna party! Go clean up yourselves!

It'll be free? - Of course... hey, you! Stay here.

We gotta party, right?

No, thanks.

You're a virgin? Is he a virgin? - I knew it!

Boys! He's a virgin!

Then you're gonna have a great night.

Thanks but... - Smoke.

I never... - Smoke, dammit!

Swallow it!

That's right, kid... just like that.

Again.

Again!

A nice big puff!

One last time.

Let's party!

Finally!

Vao!

Vao! - What!

It's strange... everybody seems happy.

Why not? Free alcohol and free girls.

With Tomasinho, every night it's Saturday night.

He's smart.

Very smart!

Vincent, come here.

Look. - What?

Where? - There, damn you!

Don't you see? Wild pigs are eating the body.

Yes, yes...

What was that?!

It's alright, we'll have a barbecue tomorrow!

Show me what kind of man you are.

Me? - Yes. Shoot.

Very good. Give it back.

You're crazy, aren't you? That's ok.

Let's go, we have work tomorrow. Go get the pig.

Hi, old man. Where's Claudio? - In the back.

Hi, Clara. Claudio, let's go.

The French know how to live.

Did you know they invented Champagne? - I didn't know.

See this camp? It's perfect. Hammocks, swimming pool... you.

This is the good life.

Dear lady... will you suck my dick?

If you get out of the water. - In a moment.

You saw our guns? AR-15.

They'll dig out 400 grams a day. When we leave, we'll have 1 kilo each.

We'll party in Belém! - Can yo go to Brazil?

Of course. My friends, I have lots of them,

in exchange for a favor, they'll manage to keep me out of prison.

But I pay to see.

This is bullshit!

I cross a river and I'm in French Guyana. I cross back and I'm in Brazil.

It means nothing to me. The jungle is the jungle and I'm always home!

When are you leaving? - They missed the old man in Cayenne.

I got one more job to do before I can leave.

Where's your father? I've been looking for him.

He left. I thought you knew.

He asked mom if he could sleep there 'cause he couldn't wait for you. She said yes.

She said she'd love to see you. - Ok.

It's Antoine Serra. Speak after the tone. - It's me.

I must say I'm happy to get your voicemail.

At least what I have to say is gonna be recorded.

Listen well, you miserable bastard...

You think you're an adventurer but you're just a filthy shopkeeper!

A merchant who does business shooting people!

You have no friends, Antoine! Only slaves!

And you hurt the few ones who actually love you!

But it doesn't matter because at this rate, soon you won't be hurting anybody anymore.

I hope you hear this before ending up in a grave...

...'cause it would be a shame to die without knowing who you really are. Goodbye.

Who was it? - Nathalie.

She said Louis is recovering.

He really left just like that?

Sorry, it's not funny.

I'm happy about Louis though.

I can't help but wonder...

When you save a murderer, you think about his victims? - Fuck it, I'm going to the hotel!

Ok, I'm sorry... I'm a bit stressed.

I didn't have a nice week myself. They fired a gun at my daughter.

I'd like you to stay, please.

In your position... I'd laugh too.

We got a complicated man, don't we?

Give me your gun.

Listen... we're gonna wait over there.

At least two of them will be left to watch the camp.

When they arrive, wait for my signal. Take.

Shut out fear. If you're scared, they'll kill you. - Ok.

Where's Tomasinho? - I don't know.

Serra is alive.

A cup of coffee, please.

Thanks.

Where's Silva? - I don't know. Give us a hand.

He said he'd come. - I told you I don't know. He gave me money for you.

It's Tomasinho's gun, let's go! If they move, kill them.

Everybody here! Come on, move!

Get over here, quick!

Here... on your knees. Move it!

Don't shoot!

How many? - Two. - Reload your gun!

Silva fucked us. - Who cares... we take the gold and we're off.

He can keep his camp.

No... give me two minutes. I draw them here and you fuck them.

Get up.

Get the fuck up!

You son of a bitch keep watching them!

Come here you son of a bitch! Get up!

Stand up, motherfucker!

Move! Move!

Come on! Move it! Faster!

Faster!

Move it I said!

Where are they? - I don't know!

Watch my back!

Hey, you hear me? Show up, I'm here!

I'm gonna have a party! Won't you come to my barbecue?

You have one minute to show up! After that, I'll set him on fire!

I'm here!

Get out of my land or she's dead!

Burn him, Tomasinho! Kill them all!

I'm gonna light him up. - What did he say?

He's gonna burn him. - I don't give a shit, I was gonna kill him myself!

Come on, Messala, put down that gun.

We're all friends here... you're so young, are you trying to get killed?

Don't do this... - Shut up!

In name of our old friendship, drop that gun. You're gonna get killed this way.

You'll get killed... - Shut up!

Saint-Elias police. - Tomasinho is on the Oyapok, km 76.

He's on a pirogue going downstream. - Who is this?

Come on, shoot!

We gotta get it back going.

Here, I'm gonna need you.

You didn't get burned after all.

Bio-diesel is not flammable.

Even better.

By the way... I found Sarah Bernhardt.

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