Original subtitles

I don't know what to do, how long I can keep this shit up.

You were right, I never should have started working for your brother.

You're still too chicken shit to come by yourself?

We'll come in for a min. -You're not coming into my house.

Just go away.

Fuckin dog!!

What do you think he'll do when he finds out...

...you were hiding Mo here? -I don't know where he is.

You know the whole fuckin family don't you!!??!!

Where's Mo? You're his brother, right? -We don't speak to him anymore, man.

Ma? ...Ma, stop screaming. I can't hear you, what's up?

He took them hostage.

If Yunuz had done what he had been asked to do.

then you wouldn't be having these problems now.

I don't think they'll start talking to me because I'm Moroccan.

We don't want you to talk to the family either.

You just have to post nearby. Somebody has to know something.

Can you please step out for a moment? I'm conducting an investigation.

I'm a detective. -Hands on the wheel, now.

It's like we're always two steps behind.

They seem to know what we're going to do, before we do it.

GEUSEBROEK: Are you insinuating that there is a leak in my team?

Those fingerprints? -Not his.

They're guys from your old fuckin hood, Jaouad.

Why do you want to ruin their lives? Because your life is ruined.

My life is ruined?

Everyone wants to get rid of Pope…he has to die.

My husband is a sissy. If he even sees blood, he faints.

No, don't.

I'm an errand boy. I hang out in the locker rooms....

Where they mix everything. -Do you know why Eiffel is dead?

If it's about Pope? I can take you to Pope.

He couldn't listen, Zakaria. Can you listen?

Keep doing what you're doing. Once you get closer to Pope...

get in touch.

Don't invite strange/weird people.

I'm not talking to you, I'm talking to him.

Translated by an Anonymous Subtitler

I want to ask for peace. The kid is changing his life for the better.

I understand that you seek retribution…but it's not up to us.

That's up to God. Please forgive him.

VAN JAREN: Today we have dealt organized crime...

it's first blow.

It's the first, of a series of blows that is goingto turn the entire Criminal World upside-down.

Criminals are under the assumption...

that the encryption of these devices cannot be cracked...

and that they can speak freely. That's a misconception.

If I were to ask, if any of that "white stuff" could come this way??

No problem.

I want to know the exact location of your South American contact.

Tia Alvarez. -What did you say to him?

I didn't say anything.

Give them the Contact Info for Tia -He can go fuck his mother.

We're gonna find your cousin. We're gonna find him... **Phone** To: Tonanno Message: My Uncle has Pope. Bring Army!!

...and we're going to get him back.

You want to get your grams, right? I get that.

Ten...

I'm sorry, Dad. -Bring Pope.

Who the fuck are they? -No idea.

He's got nothing to do with it, he is my brother!!

Fuck, fuck!!

Translated by an Anonymous Subtitler

**BACKROUND SWELLING MUSIC **

**POLICE RADIO PLAYS IN THE DISTANCE**

**HORNS**

(SUBTITLER NOTE: That Crash was FAKE as hell. A head-on collision would've killed all of them)

**YELLING**

**GUN SHOTS**

**MUFFLED SCREAMS**

ADIL: I can't hear you, I can't hear you.

**ENGINE NOISE**

It's okay if you don't want to do this. We're here for you.

Can I have the washcloth, please?

**MOURNFUL MUSIC**

Is your name Scennoe or not? -They used to call me that in the Hood.

That's rhetorical.

These assholes didn't even graduate Public School....

and you come here with expensive words for them.

I know the meaning. -Shut your fuckin mouth.

Who's talking to you?

Whore.

Your mattie ripped me off.

And saddled me with a fuckin debt!!

And you're still sitting here talking?

WHATS THE MATTER WITH YOU?!?!

I want Zakaria at my feet, okay?

Hello? Bring Zakaria, did you hear me?

Fuck off!

Come back. Look at me.

Rhetorical means… That Scennoe knows, that I know....

that Scennoe is Scennoe, okay?

Understood??

All you need to know: Is that you should only open your mouth....

when you're asked something.

Go, Fuck off, you.

Brother, there's another full one. -Put it with the rest, for now.

That's going to be a real problem.

**MUSIC: SHIVA & PAKY - FENDI BELT**

Bro, those bags can just stay there? What's the problem?

Do you think my club is Bank Chaabi, Taxi?

Click Yes. -Go away you.

What, do I have to fill every dressing room with money?

It's Not like that, bro. -Not so?

Look, Taxi...

You going to fit those ten bags in this beautiful new European...

...apartment of yours?

Or am I going have to tell Pope, that you said he's a faggot?

Choose.

Selim will go with you to bring those ten bags here.

Are you out of your mind? -How are you, Rambo?

Don't worry, everyone knows.

He knows it, I know it, you know.

Everybody knows who has the balls in your relationship. -What the Fuck did you Say?

Go away, Taxi. Go away

Who are you...sitting here puffing your chest out?

Please, just calm the Fuck down, wont you?

I was Just kidding. Get that vein out of your neck, man. (Translation: Stop being Mad)

I'm gonna pick up the kids from school.

Whether we Negotiate, or Not.

Those ten bags are coming.

Put something down here, Put something over there.

But your chance to negotiate already passed.

GO, Dickhead! Go.

**DOOR IS SLAMMED**

Sucker.

**SIRENS IN THE DISTANCE**

ADIL: Take it easy, man.

Mama... -Be quiet, sweetheart.

Adil: I'll go in myself, Calm down.

Shit.

Did you know the boy lying there? -No.

It's important that you see the reality of these streets.

I don't ever want them bringing you in here. -You don't even know me.

Thank You.

If you ever need anything, we're here for you.

Do you have any contacts in the neighborhood?

I want to trace the last steps of my son.

So I can find out how this had happened.

My son's not a dealer, you know? -Your son?

Zakaria.

Condolences

Never lie to your parents, Zakaria.

I'll put you in touch with Chaib.

He works a lot with young people from the neighborhood. He can help you.

May God Help Us.

God willing I'll find the person who did this to my son.

God willing.

Are you sure he's in there? -Of course, see how it looks.

Maybe we should check if it's all good first. -We know where he's chilling at now.

Did I bring this for nothing? -How about this one?

What are you doing? -This one's fake, buddy.

Bro. Let's go. -Wait, wait, wait.

We’re not going in like hyenas. -Why Not?

How do you know exactly who we're supposed to get?

I'll tell you, the first motherfucker who runs...that's him!

He's right, brother. Come on, let's go.

I don't know, dude..... Guys!!! -Watch Out, bro.

Why don't you stay here, and keep scanning the field. -Come on guys, let's go.

**OMINOUS MUSIC**

**STAIRS CREAKING**

CrackHeads

What are you looking at?

There, There. That's the one. Get that fuckin whore.

**SCREAMING**

Guys, he's back here! Behind you brother!

**STUMBLE**

**SCREAMING**

**WAIL**

Germany, they're in Germany.

Germany is really fuckin big.

Dusseldorf, Dusseldorf.

You should've said that right from the start, Arie.

Put him in that fuckin box.

Bro, go work at a butcher's or something. - A butcher, yeah.

Did you see how I threw that hand?

Just like a Shot Putter.

They're going to send me to the Olympics, my friends.

Watch what you're doing, bitch. -Just pick it up. Five-second rule.

Since I got this haircut, people look at me differently.

They are afraid.

And then, I look at them like this.

I'm psycho, pal...Psycho! You understand?

Hey, what's all this noise? Calm Down, guys.

Noise pollution... -for sure.

Do you teach them how to blow up bomb vests in there?

He teaches them the schematics of the ING Bank for a robbery to get rich.

Either that, or he teaches them what a Hairline from Istanbul looks like

Nice. Turn that volume Up. I don't want to hear any more of y’all. (Translation: That was a Really Bad Joke lol)

Nothing at his mom's house, man.

Fucking. Komtgoed (Subtitler Note: This May be a wrong translation)

The only folks who are welcome there are them, and the black one.

One hundred percent, she knows where Komtgoed is.

Bro, we'll think of something in a minute. I'm going to take a piss.

**MUSIC SWELLS**

**DISTANT BIRDSONG**

**SWELLING MUSIC**

**CROWD**

Turn, Turn around.

**SOUND OF A ZIPPER**

Patron.... ....I'll blow this Old Mule Nut straight into Royal Air of Morocco.

Go, go. I'll call you in a minute, okay?

I don't want to leave you alone with him.

Is he going to escape?

**DOOR SLAMS SHUT**

Tatta.

**DOOR CLOSES**

You killed my wife and my son, Jaouad.

My wife and child.

You got me back good.

You got me back good.

What do you want?

What do you want, Jaouad?

Stand Up.

Look at me. Be a man.

Finish it....Finish it!......FINISH IT!!!

**DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES**

In the name of Allah... In the name of Allah... In the name of Allah... In the name of Allah...

**COUGH**

**GASP/PUFF/WHEEZE**

How long are you going to keep me here?

You won, Jaouad.

I didn't win.

I'm winning. Maybe.

But I haven't won yet.

What exactly do you want?

Romano.

Fuck Romano.

So.... Now what???

**OMINOUS MUSIC**

**MYSTERIOUS MUSIC**

**SOUND OF CHILDREN PLAYING**

**SINISTER MUSIC**

WOMAN: Samira?

Samira? -Hi.

You know who I am right? -Yes, No, of course. Leila, sorry.

How ya doing?

I'm doing...

**SINISTER MUSIC**...and a fake ass hug. (Translation: Samira fucked up yo)

If there's anything I can do for you you let me know.

I was here because we...

get together tonight to talk...

...about whats been happening in the neighborhood

Yeah. That’s Good.

You should come too.

What time is the meeting? -Seven o'clock.

Mom... -It's about the future...

Of the children… including your children.

I’ll understand if you can't come.

...with the kids.

Yeah, I'll be fine. Younes can...

I'll be there, take care. -Bye.

**MUFFLED VOICES**

Good day.

Can I help you?

I'm looking for Chaib. -That’s me.

My son used to come here …I think. ....I hope.

Come and sit down. Coffee or tea?

What exactly happened, brother?

They found him the other day...

In a junkyard.

I want to know who gave him that shit to sell.

I'm looking for a lead, the police aren't doing anything.

Yo, Soufiane.

Yes? -This is the father of the kid...

they found in that drug house, the other day.

His name, brother? -Ibrahim.

Did you know this boy, Soufiane? -Ibrahim?

I don't know, man.

Condolences -Come, Come. Where are you going?

My mom said I had to run to the butcher.

I just came here to take a quick piss, you know.

And the rest of those boys?

They don't know anything.

Nadir, come. Did you know Ibrahim?

The guy they found in that drug house the other day?

(**Nervous Stutter**)Ibo? No, man. Didn't know him. ...Not really...even a little bit, sometimes...

Don't lie, man. -I'm not lying. I didn't know him.

Not really. Check KomtGoed, that's Zakaria.

What does this Zakaria look like? -Short, little guy.

Is he the son of that body washer?

Corpse cleaner? He doesn't have a father.

**LAUGHING** What the heck, corpse washer?

**MUSIC: UFO361 FEAT RAF CAMORA – PARADIES**

Hello? Anybody home?

You want to stay in the car or something? Get out.

ROMANO: Adil.. K.O., Adil.. K.O.

So you're behind this one? -Yeah, bro. How was prison? Heavy?

Taxi ride go well? What do you think, brother?

That the Dutch state actually has the power to just do, ANYTHING, to us?

Welcome to the Interpol list, bro.

What was that operation? You made crazy/slick connections.

I'll (fill you in on that later), bro. First, we're going to get you straight.

Make sure (they're no traces of DNA) found in the vehicle

And bring him an angle grinder.

International, brother. International.

**THUMPING MUSIC**

Is this your old enemy?

Maybe he can tell me, himself, what's so special about him.

Shall I explain it in Spanish?

or English?

If you want, I can also tell you in German.

Good to meet you

Shouldn't you be happy you don't have a bottle up your ass right now?

That Abramovich-money is crazy, huh?

Definitely the joker of the group, eh?

I'm the: "look-at-me-weird-and-I'll-slam-your-pussy-ass-on-the-ground....One in this group.

Joke, Lion.

Everything is clear, right?

Mounir. (Translation: Crystal Clear)

Go to Utrecht...Tell the family that I'm okay

Are you sure?

It's all good. **MAKES A HOLLOW SOUND**

Good. He belongs to us now.

If anyone has anything to say...

this is your moment.

Sit, Señor, sit

**SINISTER MUSIC** **GETTING LOUDER AND LOUDER**

We heard that your Mexican friends... -are (hiding) in Düsseldorf.

They working together with Turkish and Lebanese families...

...in the north and in the south.

So..I think its good if we send... -No, No Jaouad.

They came for me.

This is now my problem.

I'm looking forward to us coming together to do business

I am convinced that it will be a fruitful collaboration.

Maybe he can teach you some Spanish?

Goodbye, gentlemen

I'm going. -No Need.

You can just stay here, nobody's going to say anything.

I saw the way she looked. She expects me to be there.

Plus: I want to know what is being said.

Everyone knows who your brother is, man.

And everybody also knows, that I'm not on speaking terms with him. So Why wouldn't I go?

I'm don't want to stand out. Have you forgotten that we moved out of that neighborhood?

I don't understand why I'm discussing this with you anyway.

Since you got out of the hospital...you've barely left the house.

It's called tactics. (Translation: You shot him and scared my pussy ass)

Oh Really?...Tactics.

Is it also tactics that you mumble in your sleep:

'No, Samira. No, don't.'

'Don't leave the kids on the iPad for too long.

When I was in Prison, I used to have a walk through nature, every day.

All night I’d lay awake, and think about this walk. All the details.

Only then did I begin to appreciate what God has given us in nature.

Ah yes. -Ah yes?

What are you actually trying to do here? -huh -What are you trying to do?

I haven’t seen you my entire life. And now suddenly you are a wise man.

There is not a single Moroccan parent who takes his son to the woods.

You have a lot of anger in you.

That's okay, it's understandable.

I made a lot of mistakes when I was younger.

I commanded that...and continue to do so. And will pay for the rest of my life for those decisions

But I thank God that I’m able to pay in this way.

..And Not like that poor boy who was lying there on that table.

You're going to learn all that when you get older.

For now, you can be angry at the world.

**MUFFLED TALKING**

which is a Pain, because...listen

Get it? Hold on, Wait a minute.

Hey, brother. Zakaria said he would meet me here.

and Who is Zakaria?

The little one, about that big.

Ahh, he left a few hours ago with his father.

Okay, all right. -Ok, bye.

I'll come see you, that'll be one way to break the ice.

Did he do anything for you while you were inside?

No, Man. No Contact.

He also felt abandoned.

That action on Smooth was badly timed.

He fucked the mother of my child, bro.

She was no longer your Wife.

At some point you have to let her go, too.

Only people without kids say that kind of shit.

Okay, you had half. Where did you go?

Then I had to get new Papers(I.D., Documents,etc.) to travel.

May I Present to you.....Marciano Rozentak.

With those new papers, I could safely cross the border.

In a casino, I made contact with some Mexicans.

They do business in Netherlands, Germany.

So now I'm here.

So what do they want from you? -We have common interests.

Those Turks are their partners?

Do you trust them?

Do you think you can make it in Germany without Turks?

I don't know, man. -Exactly, you don't know.

So I'm telling you: They're hunting for Pope just as hard.

First he stole their coke in the harbor...

..when he wiped out(killed) one of their guys.

His time has long since passed.

And now? -Ewa yes, now you are here.

Now I’m here, yes.

And on the Interpol list, and on the News...

..and in every fucking newspaper.

You don't get an omelet, without breaking some eggs, friend.

You should be happy, man.

I put some serious money down for you.

Good people are precious, bro. You can't just buy them anywhere.

Think.

**DARK MUSIC**

**SOUND OF TELEVISION**

Shit.

Come.

Paprika. Knife in, you cut around the stalk.

Steel it out, and all the seeds.

Where did you learn that? -In prison.

Try it yourself.

In prison?

Prison's a bitch, huh?

Yeah, man.

Prison's really shitty.

Prison is very shitty, yes. But you did learn something, right?

Or not?

...but I'm not alone. We're not alone.

Far too many of you have a story of your own by now.

In recent years there have been more than 20 young people...

that’s been killed by street violence.

Those are OUR children.

OUR sons.

OUR brothers.

Is there anyone else who would like to share his or her story here?

Perhaps we should take this moment and give the floor to the police.

…so here is Detective El Moussaoui.

EL MOUSSAOUI: Hello, all of you.

As Ms. Kaddouri said, we from the police ...

give support where necessary.

Together we can find out who is behind these acts.

Recently, I've had a lot of contact...

With the Kaddouri family, about the loss of Kamal and Moshin.

**MUSIC GETS LOUDER AND LOUDER**

**WHISPER**

**GUN SHOTS**

Shouldn't I just take you to your brother?

**Ink Translation: this Tattoo don't look SHIT like Joey**

**Ink Translation: in fact, it ACTUALLY looks more like the Uncle who got Joey SHOT!!!**

**HAUNTING MUSIC** Ink Translation: sorry back to the show

**PEOPLE TALKING IN THE DISTANCE**

Why are you still here? go.

What's their fucking problem? -Zafer

This is Omer, the eldest son of Mr. Ozdemir.

Good day. -And this is Zafer.

But you guys already know each other.

I think I once saw a match of yours, in Germany.

Did I win? -...with a K.O.

Sounds like me then, friend.

Uncle ....I don't like this guy -Quiet.

We're going to the Mexicans. We'll see you later.

Come on, bro. There's some Mexicans you havent met yet.

**INCREASING MUSIC**

What's up?

Dusseldorf, I think Tia has underestimated the situation.

That's not a problem, is it?

Let me go after it, I'll talk to some people.

In a few days, I'll be back. -Easier said than done.

Tia's stubborn, right?

Here's what we do: You go there.

You check on those guys of Tia's.

You go with him.

I have a connection there, that I can check out.

Then, he can sell it to Tia, that we're here.

That's not a problem, right?

Bro, why does he have to come along?

What's your problem? Just shut up and follow (orders).

**MUSIC: MORAD - YO NO VOY**

Is this a hotel, dog?

Sorry, brother... -Shut the fuck up.

Did I tell you to talk?

Come.

Now you can talk. Have you found Zakaria yet?

Bro, I swear. Really, I swear.

I swear, seriously. -Don't swear

No joke, but: Today was a little difficult.

Was a little difficult?... -Yes...But we're looking anyway.

Not that there's any reason to think: We're being zigzag with you. But we were looking anyway.

And today, everytime we got close, something would interfere...

Is always fucked up when something interferes man.

Yeah, bro.

But yeah…it happens right, lion? -You get me, bro!

You're going to take care of it? -Yes, 100 percent, 100 percent.

**SINISTER MUSIC**

They work well in there, don't they?

Eredivisie(the Big Leagues), huh. -They're fuckin sharp.

They work fuckin hard.

If there's anything, call me...just don't throw things at me huh, ha ha.

Don't worry.

What was it that actually intervened, man?

Nothing, just some crazy fuckin junkies busted for that rip...

Ripple, uhhh Chips.

Chips, uhhh RippleChips

The one that goes like this.

We were sitting in the square, then one of these junkies...

A junkie, right? A fuckin junkie, huh?

Go Sit the Fuck Down, eh? Stay!!!!

Fuckin dog!!!

You fuckin kids have not been raised properly!!!!

Do you want this, do you want this!!!

Talk, Then Talk!! Tell Me, Pussyboy!!!!

EVERYTHING...!!!

Okay Stop...Stop... I know where he works, I know where he works