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OK.

Witnesses say he was armed
and he shot one of the assailants.

Two people injured,
nobody reports it.

It was a contract hit.
Don't kid yourselves.

Superintendent Janvier.
He arrested Roucas in '83.

- I'm Captain Karlsen.
- Hello.

You don't need a degree to know
this was a contract hit on Crazy Tony.

The witnesses contradict that.

Witness statements
always contradict everything.

And there's
an identikit photo to boot.

You can bet it doesn't look
like anyone.

Is that him?

Look.
This is the only photo we have.

Tony never liked portraits.

He would always manage
to mess up his police photo.

He'd grow his hair,
shave his moustache.

We never knew
what he looked like.

These guys love nothing better
than winding up the police.

A shooting in broad daylight,
the very day he escapes?

Don't make me laugh.

In the underworld
nothing is a coincidence.

TONY'S REVENGE

Hey, mister. Where are you going?

- I'm looking for Kenz.
- Kenz?

- You know Kenz?
- He's a friend. Where does he live?

Over there.

Could you show me?

- Want us to come with you?
- No, it's cool, guys.

I'm not going to eat him.

- Is it far?
- No, it's right here.

Two men on a motorbike
opened fire on another man,

as he was leaving
a building in the city.

The man responded
by shooting at the motorcyclists,

injuring one of them
and causing panic in the street.

In the ensuing confusion,
he managed to escape.

The police immediately
called for support,

and CID detectives
are now on the scene.

According to initial reports,

the target of this attack
was Antoine Roucas,

alias Crazy Tony,
who escaped this morning...

I wish I was on TV like that.

They haven't even
mentioned me once.

It's like I don't even exist.

I'm going down there.

Stupid fucking TV.

I'll go and tell them you're here.
Then I'll be on TV.

What's wrong with you?

What's he fucking playing at?

According to my source,

the princess's jewels
are here on the first floor.

- Begum is a weird name.
- No.

- Everyone knows the Begum.
- All that matters is she's rich.

OK, she does voluntary work
on Fridays.

She leaves with a chauffeur.

But the house is full of servants.

Pierrot and Feufeu,

you'll dump a dead cow
in the pool to distract them.

Meanwhile, I'll go for the safe.

I'll go in through this door, here.

I'll climb up
with Roger "The Cracker".

He can get into any safe.

Antoine will be
on the lookout here.

From there he can warn me
if anyone's coming.

When do we do it?

When I get the OK from Big Tom.

We have to ask him.
It's on his turf.

And who is Big Tom?

To you, he's Mr. Balducci.

Tom Balducci.

He controls Marseille
and all the south.

He'll take a cut, of course.

Don't argue,
just tell me how much he wants.

You're sending me?

Yes.

If me or Pierrot or Feufeu
went down to Marseille,

it would be like inviting
the cops, capiche?

Are you sneaking out on me?

I'm getting a train.
Mr. Jo's sending me to Marseille.

I'm telling you, Mum,
your worries are over.

Is it dangerous?

I'm going to meet a big hitter
called Big Tom,

as Mr. Jo's special envoy.

Why Marseille all of a sudden?

The richest people
go to the Côte d'Azur.

There's a princess
with a name like a bubble gum.

Stop worrying, Mum.

Of course I'm worried.
You seem to like being a hoodlum.

You're better than that, Antoine.

Which shirt should I wear
with my suit?

White or black?

If you want classy,
think of President Kennedy.

- Does Kennedy wear black shirts?
- No.

OK.

I'm off.

Don't I get a hug?

This is the first time
we've been apart.

Don't cry, Mum.

I have to go.

- And no crying.
- No.

Gentlemen.

Hello.

I'm looking for Mr. Balducci.

What do you want
with Mr. Balducci?

I have a message from Mr. Jo.

Guido.

Show the poor kid through.
He must be hot in that suit.

Follow me.

Brigitte Bardot's got the night off,
but I'm here!

How about it, sugar?
You want to play?

Hey, handsome.

Got a light?

- How much is it?
- I'll give you a special price.

Business is really slow lately.

- Don't worry, La Gazette.
- Yes, you're the best.

Don't give up.

It's the police!

Wait for me.

Run!

Get off me, you pigs.

All right, calm down. I'm going.

Go on, get in.

OK, René, give it a rest.

Follow me.

Oh, it's you.

I was scared.
I thought it was for real.

Your colleague is a real pain.

Can you get me off?

I'm sorry,
but I can't help this time.

You're joking.

If I go to jail, I won't be able
to pay Mr. Jo this month.

It's not like before.
Look at me.

I told you it was give and take.
But you give me nothing.

I can't justify your privileges.

My privileges?
A stamp on a card!

You know I'm clean,

or you wouldn't come to me
every week.

And you don't give me much, either.

But I'm on the right side
of this desk.

So you're letting me go down?

If you give me something on Mr. Jo,
you can go home now.

I don't know anything about Mr. Jo.

I'm a nobody.
I mean nothing to him.

Stop it, you'll make me cry.

You've got ten seconds
before they take you away.

They've sent Antoine to Marseille.

They're planning a job
down there on the coast.

What sort of job?

Some princess.

A foreign princess with a name
like a bubble gum.

That's all I know.
Can I go?

Yes.

You bastard.

I have to go.
An emergency.

What does that piece of shit want?

- Me?
- Not you, kid.

Mr. Jo. The dirty crook.

The pitiful Mr. Jo.

I have a message for you, sir.

A message from Jo?

He doesn't even have the balls
to come in person. You know why?

He wants you
to fall on your face for him.

Can I give you the message?

He's planning a job.

The Begum.
She's a sort of princess.

He wanted your permission because...

The Begum? No way.
Never.

You tell that sack of shit,

that while he was working
for the Gestapo,

I was making friends
in Mathausen.

The man I played cards with
is now a superintendent.

We're not on the same side
of the fence, but we're friends.

The Begum means politicians,
cops from Paris.

A whole heap of trouble for us.
You see?

Tell him that from now on,

my men will keep an eye
on the Begum's villa,

so nobody steals anything.

- Got it?
- Yes, sir.

Do you know Marseille?

No, sir. It's my first time
by the sea, and it's beautiful.

You are our guest.

Guido!

Show him a good time.
Put him on the train in the morning.

OK, let's go.

Thank you.

All right?

She's my sister.
Lucky she was here.

You freaked us out.

Fainting on us like that.
You little wimp!

Hold on. I'm not finished.

She's called Nassima.
She's cool.

And she won't tell the cops.
She loves me too much.

- Isn't that right, sis?
- Get out of here.

OK, I'm going.

Oh, yes.
I've got another phone for you.

- I have a phone.
- I know.

But call me on this one,
because of the cops.

I'll leave it here.

I'll be out here. OK?

Scream if she attacks.
I'll come and save you.

Why did you drag
my brother into this?

I didn't drag anybody.

You're all the same.
It's never anyone's fault.

I'll be honest with you.

Your brother isn't a victim.
He likes being a crook.

- Can I sit up?
- Yes.

So you're telling me
it's too late?

I don't know.
He's your brother, not mine.

He's my father's son
from his second wife.

When they went back to Algeria,

they abandoned him
like a dog.

I did what I could,
but I wasn't up to it.

It's not your fault. Your brother
knows what he's doing.

- Promise to keep him out of trouble.
- Me?

- Madame, do you know who I am?
- Stop calling me Madame.

This whole thing
is a colossal fuck-up.

Are you listening to me?

Those idiots lost him.

I saw this coming.
I don't know why you're surprised.

The hit was badly organised.

- It wasn't my idea.
- Nor mine.

You should have told Frankie.

By the way,
I suggest you watch your back.

Tony didn't become particularly nice
during his time inside.

I should watch my back?

You think he doesn't know
you called the cops?

- You told him?
- He figured it out.

I just confirmed it.

- Thanks a lot.
- You're welcome.

Friends have to help each other.

In my opinion,
we don't have much choice.

We need to deal with him,
offer him a way out.

What kind of a way out?

A one-way ticket to the tropics.
And cash, lots of cash.

- Have you got lots?
- No.

What, then?

Use your head.
That's what you're paid for.

OK, let's recap.

You saw Tony in a taxi
at the hotel in the 16th district.

Next thing,
he's getting shot at in the 18th.

- Maybe it wasn't him.
- Of course it was.

Tony used to own a flat,

at 15, rue Constance,
where his mother used to work.

Find out if he still owns it.

15, rue Constance.

"Da Maria, Dufour, Manoukian."

No, he's not on the list
of residents.

His name won't be on the letterbox.

Let's see what you've got there.

There we go. "Olga Vladic."

A former mistress of Tony's.

You can bet your bottom dollar
he went to see her.

Olga Vladic.

Born 1959
at Saintes-Maries-de-la-Mer.

Half Spanish, half gypsy.

She was beautiful.

And a real bitch.

She owns the flat
in rue Constance.

She did six months for pimping.

She rented rooms
to other prostitutes.

Do you think Tony was behind it?
He could have run it from his cell.

No. Tony won't touch
money from prostitution.

No, he put the flat in her name...

to have a hideout
in case he escaped.

I wouldn't be surprised
if he gave it to her.

- Hello?
- Julien.

Call the prosecutor.

I want surveillance cameras
on 15, rue Constance, district 18.

- Is it Tony?
- Roucas has a mistress there.

If she grassed him up,
he'll be back.

What?
Hold on a moment.

You think she told Tony's enemies
where he was?

I don't know, but it's possible.

Olga is a real bitch.

I'll call you back.

You do know what "bitch" means?

Where else should we look?

Maybe Marseille. Tony worked
in the underworld there, too.

Come on.
What are you doing?

- What's up?
- I'm swimming.

Not in that. Take it off.

Come on, nobody's watching.
You're in Marseille now.

It's not deep.
You won't drown.

That's it.

- Come on in.
- Wait! It's cold!

Don't be scared.

Enjoy it. Swim.

Follow me.

Wait.
Show me how to swim.

- Show me how you swim.
- Watch.

It's not deep here.

You swim like a Parisian.

Hands up.
Nobody move.

There's been some sort of mistake.

- Where's Mr. Jo?
- Who?

Don't take me for a fool.

Oh, look.

The plans to the Begum's villa.

Isn't that strange?

Take them away,
and search this place.

Superintendent, I've never
seen these plans before.

How should I know
where they came from?

Because they were
in your cellar, Jo.

That cellar is rented
to Félix Feulage.

Alias Feufeu, your henchman.

I don't know the man's nickname,

but I do have his lease.

I don't understand.

If Mr. Feulage
has accepted the charges,

why are you bothering me?

It's not Feufeu that I want.

It's you, Mr. Jo.

I'm sorry to disappoint you,
Superintendent.

But, really...

I'm innocent.

Good day.

Here's to Feufeu.

To Feufeu.

If anyone knows who tipped off
the police, I want to know.

For Feufeu's sake.

He sacrificed himself for us all.

I know that big cop.
He's one of La Gazette's punters.

You're right.
This is an easy job.

- They must have 50 grand in there.
- More.

- We'll talk when we get back.
- And there are no cameras.

And something else.

He keeps the money
in a box under the counter.

Chinese go to the bank on Monday,
so it'll be full on Sunday.

Shout a bit louder.
I don't think they heard.

And take your hoods off.

You might as well be wearing a sign.

There's nothing wrong
with being happy, is there?

No, just keep your mouth shut.

- What are you doing?
- I'll catch you up.

This is the main room in the café.

- Are you asleep?
- No, I'm listening.

- We go in the main room.
- The money's under the counter.

- That leads to the toilets.
- No, they're on the right.

How many doors are there?

- Two.
- No, three.

- Then what do you call that?
- The entrance.

OK.

Two doors,
plus the toilets and kitchen.

- Agreed?
- Yeah.

- Is there an alarm?
- No.

We'll go at seven in the morning.

It's the quietest time.
In and out, five minutes.

Everyone does their job,
like clockwork.

- We need a car, guns and masks.
- And gloves.

- We can't hire from Dialo again.
- What?

- We can't ask Dialo.
- We're not hiring a thing.

- We steal a car and buy guns.
- I know a Turkish guy.

But they're old guns.

Doesn't matter.
We ditch them after the hit.

- Careful. It's all I have left.
- Relax, I've got this.

You've got this?
Well, that's reassuring.

Mum.

Mum?

Cocotte, what are you doing here?
Where's my mother?

Get out of here, Antoine.

- Go quickly.
- Why? What's wrong?

Mr. Jo wanted to make a point.

He went for La Gazette.
You know how she liked to talk.

Why did you say "liked"?

Cocotte, where's my mother?
Tell me.

They killed her.

They're scared of you.
They'll kill you, too.

You have to go.

Don't stay here.

I'm not going to
help him settle scores.

He knows that.
He'll settle his own scores.

He just wants your protection,
Mr. Balducci.

OK, Tony,
what can you do?

My name's Antoine.

Maybe in Paris.
Here you're Tony.

So what can you do?

Anything you want, sir.

I like the way
you play that bastard Jo.

But that doesn't mean
you're able to work for me.

We don't need hotheads here.

I'm not a hothead.

Marine! Come over here.

A client of hers did this.

How much is that worth?
100,000 francs? 500,000?

Say a price.
I'll bring you double.

Excuse me, sir.

Do you know this girl?

Why, is she your sister?

Are you crazy?

Calm down.
We haven't even asked him yet.

Right. Sorry.

- What will you give us for Marine?
- The till.

- Take the till.
- We will. We don't need you.

- Stop!
- Stand up!

- I have savings.
- Where?

- Where?
- Under the desk.

Let's take a dip.

Give it a rest, will you?
Tony, that's enough.

Stop. Stop!

Tony, stop it.

That's enough.
I've got what we needed.

- Do it again, you're dead.
- Stop!

That's enough now.

Time to get up, Little Man.

Switch the light off, will you?

Switch the light off, please.

Get up.

I said get up.

I'm not ready yet.
Give me ten minutes.

Thanks.

I swear, I'm so tired, man.

Fuck!

I don't believe
this fucking mummy!

Get back in your tomb
and go back to sleep.

Fuck! We'll go tomorrow.
What's the hurry?

I've got a headache.
Let me sleep.

You want to go tomorrow?
And when will you pay Dialo?

Get up.

Where's your car?

Where are they?

I don't know. We were at a party
until four in the morning.

What did I tell you?

Before a job, no parties,
no alcohol, no women.

Don't worry.
None of us scored.

Why don't women want us?

Aren't we good-looking enough?

Aren't we rich enough?

Are we too stupid?

- They want us to love them.
- Do you want a woman or a robot?

- Here he is.
- Very professional!

45 minutes late.

Have you got the balaclavas?

Careful with them.
They're my sister's.

I said balaclavas.

It's not my fault
the shop was shut.

You got there too late.

They're too big.
How much does she weigh?

Shut up.
I don't diss your sister.

Where's the other guy?

How would I know?

If Abdel's not here,
I'm going back to bed.

- We can't go without guns.
- Call him.

"Call him, call him."

- Fine, but I bet he's asleep.
- Just shut up and call him.

Fuck's sake.

Don't tell me to shut up, Tony.

Here he is now.

Hurry up.

Sorry.
My mum forgot to wake me up.

- You got the guns?
- Here.

Let's go.

Aren't we supposed to have balaclavas?

They're his sister's tights.

- Leave my sister out of it.
- I'm talking about her tights.

I'm so tired, man.

That's not the car.
It's not that one.

- That's Dialo's.
- He was at the party.

- Where's your car parked?
- Follow me and you'll see.

- Is that it?
- Yes. So what?

That's right, Tony.
We're not all millionaires.

- Open it.
- All right, calm down, man.

- Here we are.
- Park there.

- What?
- Just do it.

Now you're changing the plan.

Because your car is shit.
We can't park in front.

Don't talk to me like that.
You want me to leave?

Just park.

Keep talking like that, I'm gone.
I'm sick of this shit.

- I'm stressed.
- You finished?

Stay calm. No violence.

I'll give the orders.

Kenz, Moussa, you make
everybody lie on the floor.

Abdel, you get the kitchen staff.

I'll handle the boss
and the cash.

- This is plastic.
- It's all he would sell me.

They're fucking plastic.

They look real.
And what's your problem, man?

I got you out of prison
with an empty gun, didn't I?

You think they're going to ask
if it's a real gun?

They're all going to do as we say,

and lie down on the floor.

Shut up and put your mask on.

You too, Abdel.

Check him out!

You should see yourselves.
Those Chinese are going to freak out.

Hands up.
Nobody move.

Nobody move.

Nobody move! You got that?

I'm not fucking around.

What's your problem?

- Shut up and let me talk.
- What?

Everybody on the floor.

Get on the floor.

- Hands on your head.
- You heard.

- Stay there and don't move.
- No problem.

Where's the till?

Go and check out the kitchen.

You go. Are you crazy?

Hurry up!

Don't look at me.

Shut your eyes.

Don't move.

What are you looking at?

You think you're going
to win the jackpot?

We're going to win it today.

- You there. Don't move.
- What's he doing?

Where's the money?

Move.

Move!

Is there a safe? Where?

Open it, slowly.

Go inside.

Open it.

- Open it!
- Boss.

- What?
- Boss gone.

Gone where?

Lie on the floor.

Lie down.

What am I doing
with these clowns?

Get your head on the floor.
If you move, I'll kill you.

Let's go.

Nobody move.

If anybody moves,
we'll shoot them.

Tony, have you got the cash?

- Did you see me in there?
- Let's go.

- They were all shit scared.
- Drive.

The cops.

Drive, man. Drive.

What are you doing?

What's wrong with the car?

Oh, fuck.

- Empty.
- You didn't fill it up?

How could I?
I've got no money!

- Fuck.
- What are you doing? Run!

Why did you stop?

There's no way I'm running
three miles to die on a pavement.

No way.

Do many buses
come along here?

I don't know.

Hold on.

What does that say?

- 30,000 euros. Why?
- Why?

Do you know what it means
when one of these says that?

They give you 30,000 euros.

- We won 30,000 euros?
- Give me that.

What do you mean "we"?

- Tony, I saw you taking the money.
- Here's all the money I got.

- And in the back room?
- A safe and nobody to open it.

We could have waited
for the cops to open it!

So apart from Kenz's 30,000,
we got nothing?

Have you ever had 30,000 euros?

I'll tell you what we'll do
with my 30,000 euros.

Throw a party
that nobody will ever forget.

The cops aren't stupid.

If you have a party,
don't you think they'll work it out?

Your friend is so boring.

Moussa's right, Tony.
It's been cool, but now...

I think we should
reinvest the money.

We should set up something big.

- Listen, I was thinking...
- Thinking?

You didn't think
when you stole that shit car.

Shut up. Me and my mates
don't want to be in the team.

And if you want to know the truth,
you've lost it, bruv.

- What?
- You're past it. Clapped out.

You're too old, old man.

I spit 36 rhymes in 16 bars
Cops want us gone but the city is ours

I make 30 grand
in a couple of minutes

Tell those fucking racists
to mind their business

They'd better get the hell out my way

Or I'll spit these bars again
On replay

Right, Moussa? Take it, fam.

Hey, guys, how's it going?

All right, man?

What's up, fam?

Dialo, good to see you.
How's it going?

All good?

Make yourself at home, man.

Easy now.
Hey, hold it right there.

You look nice.
Is it for me?

- Give me a little kiss.
- Be careful.

Why? Because of Dialo?
Excuse me, brother.

Hey, I haven't finished with you.

I don't give a shit about Dialo.

Give me a kiss.

That's more like it.

Come on in.
Good to see you.

No need for flowers.

No need to be grumpy.

Come in.

All right?

Yeah, I'm all right.
And you?

I've got to tell you.

I know I look fine,

but I'm sick.

Sick with what?

Love sick.
What do you think?

What else can I say?

Leave that guy.

Why are you with him?
For the earrings and clothes?

I can give you
all the jewels you want.

Dump him.
You know what I did?

- Want me to show you?
- Yes, show me.

I'll show you.

Look at this.

I can't see anything.

Is that you?

You're not doing a very good job.

I suppose you've come for this.

I found it on the floor.

- It fell out of my pocket.
- How long have you been sick?

Wait until I've gone
before you throw them away.

Wait.

- Don't you want to talk about it?
- No. We know how the story ends.

What will you do when you run out?

Rob a pharmacy?

- I'll go without.
- And Kenz?

- Does he know?
- Just the prison doctor and you.

I'll put them in some water.

I don't get flowers every day.

Fuck! My coke!
What's wrong with you?

I'll make you drink that piss.

Shit. Hey, Dialo.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.
Dialo!

Come on, man.

Shall I call my sister?

Dialo, for fuck's sake.

Is Nassima there?

Why not leave her in peace?

- Kenz has a problem.
- What is it?

- The whole place went crazy.
- It was a mess.

Things got seriously fucked up.

- Walk.
- We were just having a party.

Then it all kicked off.

You know what to do?

Of course.