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It's me. You saw anyone on the road? - No.

I'll be in the clearing in 2 hours. - We'll be there.

"We"? Who's with you?

Louis, are you with Vincent?

Forget about that, we're safe. You hear me?

Ok, we'll be looking for you.

Louis!

Shit!

Is everything alright? - Yes, perfectly.

So you found Sarah Bernhardt. - Yes, I got lucky.

You sure did.

It'll be tough to mine. - We'll find a way.

Can I ask you a question?

Doesn't it bother you to be associates with Silva and that people?

After what happened... Tomasinho and all the rest.

It's business. You know it well, don't you? - Yes.

You did good so far.

Thank you.

It's funny...

Looking for an internship, they offered me to go to Laos and install self-composting latrines.

I could be there building crappers now. - "Self-composting latrines"?

Yes.

Instead of flushing, you shovel sawdust after... you know.

It's ecologic.

Do they pay well? - No... that's why I'm here.

You have no regrets then. - No.

Good.

Get off.

Yes? - It's me. I need a favor right now.

The road from the warehouse leading nowhere. Vincent is there.

He's alone and possibly wounded. You must find him.

What happened? - Find him and reassure him.

I can't right now.

You found him?

It's me.

I'm glad to hear you're well.

If you're with Nathalie it means you know I'm not willing to hurt you.

I don't wanna hurt you, Vincent. - I know.

You'd send someone else. - Louis has disappeared.

I went looking for him but couldn't find him. No one has seen him. No one!

You know where he is? - No, I don't.

That's right, you don't know.

I'll see you in Saint-Elias.

You wanna go to the police or you wanna go home?

What does it say? - It's last week's horoscope, it's the past.

Precisely... what did it say?

I killed a man, you know.

A client, in Brazil.

He was high on PCP. He was yelling and smashing things.

I got scared.

I stabbed him once, right here.

Why are you telling me this? Why?

Is it supposed to bring us together?

I killed a man... but if I don't say it, no one will know.

You think it's written on your face but it's not... you're the same as before.

You understand?

What am I doing here?

This is not my life.

It's so not my life.

Yes? - There's a problem with the latest delivery.

Did they block it? - No, it's just pure açaï juice.

I can get this in Brazil as well.

I'm at your warehouse with your dumb native right now.

It's very annoying. - Belaçaí ensures shipments to Brazil.

Money-back guaranteed. - When?

Soon.

Sugar?

What do we get in exchange for Tomasinho's retraction?

Mr. Serra has no grudge against your client.

For all I know, they just had a business dispute.

I understand your client doesn't wanna be extradited.

He's telling what the judge wants to hear but it's not gonna work.

The camp raid was a failure.

Nothing links Mr. Serra to that camp...

...and if word gets out Tomasinho is a rat, he's dead.

What can I do?

If I give up, she kills me. If Tomasinho takes that plane, she kills me.

Who is "she"? - I don't know, she said her name is Carmen.

Did you take my gold? - Yes, 12 kilos.

What do you want? - I want Belaçaí and I want it clean.

Your lawyer will draw up the contract and you'll sign it. Price is 1 euro.

Ok, 1 euro.

Your friend Waki is at the warehouse with the Brazilians.

You know what's gonna happen if they don't get their gold back?

Every decision brings consequences... sometimes quickly.

Is that what you gonna tell Vincent?

Counselor, I need some good news.

I cut a deal. To prevent a prisoner from testifying, you gotta get him out.

Perhaps Claudio could help him out. - I'll send him over.

Go to Cayenne. The counselor has a job for you. - Ok.

He's not singing anymore.

You need to go to the police and report a missing person.

Ah... ok.

Last night nothing happened.

Ask Anita, she'll tell you. You've been fucking all night.

I was at the hotel.

Louis...

He had some worries... he went to the jungle by himself.

We don't know when he's coming back. - Is that it?

It's all I can tell you.

You didn't go to shut down the camp.

You went looking for the mine and you found it... and you told Louis.

You told him to get rid of me. - No...

...but he thought I would agree and he couldn't wait to do it.

You wonder if I hate you?

I don't. It's my fault, not yours.

I don't think we can continue our partnership.

Because you're traumatized?

You saw plenty of dead since you got here.

This last one's on you, learn to live with it.

I wanna go back home. - You don't know where it is.

It's not here anyway.

Your backwoods kingdom... I took a nice tour of it.

It's this small.

You wanna go? Then go!

But first we'll solve our problems as two grown-ups.

Nathalie wants Belaçaï and we'll give it to her.

You'll speak with the Brazilians and negotiate her safety.

Tell them the gold will keep coming...

...and make sure nothing will happen to her. Ever!

Do that and maybe I'll let you go. Maybe.

People like you should not exist. - People like us.

I'm waiting for someone. - I know. Don't worry, I'm not gonna stay.

Nothing for me, thanks.

I gotta watch my weight.

What do you want? - To congratulate you.

You dismantled an illegal gold mining site, that's good.

Also, 3 murders in one week.

Jean Baradat, Merlot and the two crackheads. Your career is taking off!

The Merlot case is not closed yet. - It will be.

In my first year I ate here every day. It's nice and close to the courthouse.

But as it happens, one day I got fed up.

That camp... it'll be a shame if Cayenor starts mining it next month... or next year.

It's not wise to bring an outsider to a police operation.

Cops don't like to be ordered around by Cayenor... and they're very chatty.

It's normal... they get bored in Guyana.

Bon appetit.

I passed your offer along. You do what you want.

And most of all, I don't wanna know anything about it.

All that's gonna happen from now on is between you and your cousin.

Where are you gonna stay?

At your wife's. She offered me the guest room.

I'm just kidding.

Tomorrow I'm going with Vincent to close the sale. You wanna come?

No, I'm gonna go look for my quad.

I also wanna see Waki.

You know, I don't care about Belaçai. I would have done it anyway.

Are you sure you don't wanna stay?

Is there anything I can say to change your mind?

Like what? "I beg you"? "I love you"?

"I'll quit this life if you stay"? - Something like that.

Even you don't believe it.

I'll call you when papers are ready.

I need to get my gold back as well.

Will you be fine? - I'm tired.

There's plenty of money in here.

5799. It's all I can give you.

"Garrota de programa". - Exactly.

5799?

One last fuck?

Thanks, I'm fine.

Tomasinho is sorted.

He left...?

He didn't say anything... he just left? - Yes, he had some problems and...

...he left.

Maybe he'll be back... - Who killed him?

I never said he's dead.

Drop the act, dad.

Do you know who killed him?

It wasn't you, was it? - No.

Who then?

You know it?

Yes.

What are you gonna do?

It's complicated, love.

I'm sorry. - For what? You did everything to protect him.

You got nothing to be sorry about.

I'd like you to leave me alone now, please.

Actually, we did hide the gold. We didn't trust the transport.

Nothing to worry about, you'll get it tomorrow.

And Belaçaí? - It's over, we can't use it anymore.

Serra and I are selling our part. - You sell your part?

Not to us? - No... not to you.

Is it done or you're still considering? - It's all signed.

And Serra is letting you go like this? - Yes.

I wouldn't let you go.

You're too precious.

Without you, Belaçaí is nothing. One nurse and 3 natives, it'll be close in a month.

You need a new business. Better yet, I can get you into Açaï Beach.

We'll open shops and stands everywhere, a real franchise.

You could be general manager. Fixed, variable, you're at the top.

What more do you want?

What about Serra? - Never mind Serra.

He's finished, like his site. You instead have a future.

The old lady likes you. Clara likes you.

She's not a beauty but... she's a good fuck. You don't know until you try.

She's not my type. - Of course... you like them skinny.

You can keep your whore. Clara's not jealous, she understands.

It's very tempting... and I get the impression I have no choice.

No, no... you don't.

And neither do I. This is serious.

When we're rich, it will all work out.

Say you got a problem with a former employer and you want revenge... we do it for you.

Fixed and variable? - On the whole production.

How much? - 10%.

Come on... try Clara once.

Once you taste pork, you forget about chicken.

You're not so big now.

We're even.

You're not making me dig at random, are you? - No, I don't have that kind of humor.

We're in Belaçaï here. Waki and I have a new partner.

We're expanding his plantation, 17 acres.

Tell Vincent his idea was good. The General Council paid up.

Grants will be coming from Brussels. - Great.

Good luck.

To you too.

4 dead, 21 shells and you're alive... it's a miracle.

I got lucky. - Or you were in it.

You've read my statement? - Twice and I loved it.

Especially the part about your interview for... - Açaï Beach.

They make açaï juice. Surfers drink it.

How did you know them? - I interned at a similar company, Belaçaï.

How does it go? - Slowly picking up.

So they invite you to lunch... then Tomasinho shows up and kills everyone except you... why?

Catch him and ask him. - I will.

You say it was Tomasinho, I just saw a guy and an girl.

Whom you never saw. - Never.

Did you accept? The job offer.

I was gonna turn it down. - There you go... you didn't lose anything.

I'm just glad I'm alive. - We can see that.

Is that all? Anything else you'd like to say?

That's all. - Patrice Merlot, for instance? Did you know him?

I've been 4 weeks at Cayenor and didn't like it.

What about Antoine Serra? - Isn't he dead?

He's alive and doing well... for now.

One of his friends is missing though, Louis Bayéké.

I met him in Saint-Elias, he owned the hotel bar.

"Owned"? - You said he's missing.

Yes and since we found his burned truck with 4 bullet holes in it, I agree with you...

We can use the past tense. You got anything to say about that?

No. - You got nothing to tell us. - No.

People who cross your path tend to die. - People will die even after I'm gone.

You got a plane to catch?

Aren't we getting too familiar here?

But yes, I got a plane home to catch.

Guyana is too dangerous for me.

Tomasinho and the Quinteiros are all savages.

They'll be on each other's throat for months.

No one can imagine Tomasinho did this for you.

You'll keep the Quinteiros' gold and money.

How much did it cost you?

Tomasinho's freedom plus one kilo.

Not much then.

You want your part? - No, thanks.

I gave my Platinum Card to Anita.

Nothing's dumber than a penitent.

I thought Saint-Elias was founded by a penitent. - It's just a myth.

However, your mine is real. I was in there.

It's mineable.

With 3 or 4 well-equipped men it can be done.

Get lost now, your adventure ends here.

It was no adventure... just things that happened in the jungle.

At least you've learned something.

No last comebacks?

The code? - 5799.

You can keep the house and your tab with the Chinese.

You gotta work though, I'm not gonna sustain you. - I know.

There's no shortage of whores...

...but a classy barmaid to look after the girls, that could be useful.

Do I get a percentage on the girls? - Yes.

Fuck it... 12.000 euros!

He wasn't singing anymore.

My internship report, you forgot to sign it.

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