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Where are we?

Where are we?

Good evening. I'd like to speak to Mr. Berthier.

That's me.

Who is it?

Léon!

How are you?

Who is it?

- He won't recognise you. - Why not?

Alzheimer's.

Pity.

TONY'S REVENGE

Go on! Wait! Pull up your end.

- There. - Leave it there.

Come on, this way.

What I propose we do is remove this one,

then replace him with yours.

- And bury them both in the hole. - OK.

Tell me about your father.

Has he had Alzheimer's a long time?

No.

Did you know him well?

Yes, very well.

Is he going to fit in here?

We'll squeeze him in.

You're Léon's son.

When we gave Léon a body, we never heard about it again.

I remember he used to charge 10,000 francs.

Nowadays, it must be about 5,000.

Euros, that is.

Hear that, Little Man? It's 3,000.

And you can hide the car for us.

- Tony, I'm keeping the car. - Kenz.

You can't say Dialo went to Africa if you have his car.

Nobody's going to think he walked there.

We're relying on guys like him to pay our pensions.

I'd like to see Léon again to talk about the good old days.

There are no more good old days for Léon.

There is no more Léon.

- He's another person. - I'll see for myself.

You OK, Little Man?

Yeah.

Thanks.

It concerns our nuclear testing program.

You know about it, right?

I know they're testing the atom bomb...

over there near Tahiti.

Some clown is going around

saying the radiation is harming the locals.

- A rogue field officer. - He knows all about the radiation.

If he talks, our enemies will notify the U.N. Security Council,

and we'll have to stop testing.

You want us to take care of him?

It must be someone who has no criminal record,

who can't be traced back to you.

Or back to us.

I have what you need.

I'm not a Gypsy, I'm a Manouche. It's different.

- It's the same. - What do you know? Nothing!

Balducci saved us from Auschwitz.

To thank him, we give him a man who would do anything for him.

Someone who would die for him if necessary.

- And that man is you? - Yeah.

They're clever. They sent the stupidest one.

Back off, or I'll kick your arse.

And the ugliest one.

I'm ugly? What about your hair?

- Go join a rock band! - What's wrong with it?

- You don't like my hair? - Calm down!

Here comes Mr. Balducci.

- They're here. - Lucky for you.

Driving licenses.

Police IDs.

They're real police IDs!

The guy is Colonel Henri Parataito.

Easy to spot. He looks like a monkey.

- No, I prefer my own. - This is Russian. Tokarev.

If they find the body, they'll think the Russians did it.

They won't find the body.

Shit! It's not coming out.

We're almost broke. We need to get to work.

Hey, mate. How's it going?

Good to see you, Bambi.

- Where's Dialo? - Dialo?

- I don't know. - Do you think I'm stupid?

I can't tell you where he is.

I'm sorry.

I promised him. In any case, I swear...

- Fuck! - Where's Dialo?

He doesn't want me to say. He said he'll kill me.

What's your problem? Fuck!

If you must know, your friend's in hospital.

The hospital? Is it serious? Is it his leg?

Did they cut off his leg?

- No, his balls. - His balls?

They had to. The glass went right through.

They had no choice. There was blood everywhere.

I drove him to hospital. The doctors couldn't believe it.

- I saved his life. - Really?

I swear on my mother's grave. Fuck!

He told us to leave his car there so he can drive it home.

- And he didn't even cry. - He didn't cry?

- He didn't scream or anything. - Fuck.

OK, don't say a word to anybody.

- What are you doing? - Cleaning.

Fucking hell!

What's wrong now?

Nothing. That was good. You've got a future.

Now you can help me get some money.

Were those guys cops?

Special agents. Half cops, half spies.

They were in the Resistance with Balducci.

- Wait! Do I look OK? - Yes, fine.

I don't like this shirt and tie, I can't breathe.

- Because you're a Gypsy. - I'm Manouche. What's your point?

You're inferior, you can't dress smart.

- Colonel Parataito? - Yes.

Good evening. Police.

- What's this about? - The Minister wants to see you.

The Minister? Wait here.

- I'll just tell my wife. - All right.

When we get out of here, I'll get you for that!

- Where are you taking me? - Walk!

Just walk! And shut your mouth.

Is this some kind of joke?

Thanks, Léon, but I'm not here to do the gardening.

Here, Léon.

You must be joking, guys.

You can't leave me on my own.

I hate this place.

Guys, come back!

- OK, let's hit the town! - I have to do something.

No! It's not every day I come to Paris!

Balducci said: "Guido, don't let him out of your sight."

Come on, man. We're in Paris!

OK, but don't get involved.

Get involved in what? You can tell me. You know me.

Don't move!

I'm pleased to see you, Jo.

Wait! I can explain.

- Hey, what are you doing? - Why did you have to cut her, too?

Don't move!

Get your hands up!

I see Riquet is still stupid.

- Yes. - What were you saying?

He was saying: "Die, bitch!"

Stop it, Tony!

Wait!

Let go!

You're insane!

That's from Crazy Tony.

It's for you, Tony.

I'm sorry, but I can't do anything.

Too much blood and too many witnesses.

I don't regret a thing.

You're a good lad, Tony.

I'll get you a first class lawyer.

When you get out, you'll always have work here.

Thank you, Mr. Balducci.

I told Dominique, but I didn't think he'd try to kill you.

Dominique is OK, it's Charlie who's worried now you're out.

Why would he be worried?

Because he's the Balduccis' lawyer.

- Charlie? - Yes.

- He works for them? - Yes.

That's why your appeals came to nothing.

To keep you in prison.

The oldest prisoner in France, never to be seen again.

- The mobsters don't want you. - Mobsters?

- What's she talking about? - You shut up!

Are you serious?

- Do that again, I'll kill you! - That hurts!

OK?

Don't worry, Tony. I love a slap from a fairy.

Fairy?

Are you stupid? We don't hit women!

I'll leave you with your little slut!

OK, listen, Olga.

I'll give you a second chance.

Anything you say.

You introduce him to Dominique,

you'll say he's a coke dealer looking for a new market.

You want him to meet Dominique, to sell him coke?

If he finds out it's you, I'm dead.

Maybe you already are.

Why?

What are you doing?

- No. - What are you doing?

I can't hit her, but you're going burn her!

No! I'll do it.

OK! I'll do it.

- What was that? - OK! Pass me the phone.

Pass me the phone!

Here!

Dominique?

Dom? It's Olga. Did I wake you up?

I'm sorry, sweetie. I forgot you need to rest after making love.

I bet.

No, seriously, I have a client for you.

You have to meet this guy.

OK, yes. I'll call you later.

You're totally mad. Let's go.

Tony?

Tony, untie me.

Tony?

Why did you say we'd sell that guy coke?

Maybe I lied.

- What's a mobster? - A man from the underworld.

- The underworld? - A gangster.

You're saying you were a gangster?

Don't talk about me in the past tense.

Don't be like that. I didn't mean to offend you.

Actually, give me the keys, I left something up there.

You think I'm going to touch your bitch?

If I do touch her, it won't be to hurt her.

Anything new?

Last night's footage is useless, there wasn't enough light.

We got a conversation at 7:34am,

between Olga Vladic and a certain Dom.

She's offering him a coke deal with a client of hers.

- At seven in the morning? - Maybe he was there.

- Or still is. Have we traced Dom? - Not yet.

She called his mobile. No caller ID.

- Should I follow it up? - If you think it's promising, yes.

Anything from Kenz's sister?

Nassima. Doctor Bourrich.

Nothing. She calls clients,

patients, colleagues. She works a lot.

- We can't just barge into the estate. - I've seen that bag before.

Take one more step and I'll fry you.

Put your Taser away. Play nice.

What do you want?

How much for an evening together, just you and me?

Why? Are you interested?

Yeah, maybe.

It depends.

- You got a cigarette? - Sorry, I don't smoke.

And I can't stay...

I can't stay. Tony's waiting for me.

- I have to go. - Don't waste time with Tony.

He used to be someone.

Now he's just chasing after a life that was stolen from him.

- What's this? - Nothing.

- Is that my effect on you? - No, no.

Well, well...

Come back this evening.

- Yeah? - And if you bring enough money,

you'll remember it all your life.

- Don't worry, I've got cash. - That's all right then.

I'm not really a pizza boy.

Run along now.

- Later. - See you later, boss man.

Boss man is right.

How sweet...

This camera is opposite the apartment of Olga Vladic.

And these are all the phone calls.

It has all the numbers and the name of the caller.

And there are still crooks on the streets? Unbelievable.

They have no respect for science.

Do you know who Dom is?

Dominique Bonnardo, a.k.a Slippy Dom because of his sweaty palms.

Officially, he's an ex-member of Tony's crew.

Watch out. He's a real wise-guy.

Last I heard, he'd gone straight.

Olga called him today about a new client.

- Who's that? - A pizza boy.

He came out ten minutes after the old lady.

Pizzas? At eight in the morning?

Go back to the beginning.

That's him! That old lady is Tony!

Rewind to Olga arriving home last night.

The bag! It's the same as the old lady's.

- Shit! It's Roucas. - And the pizza boy is Bourrich.

Hang on.

A guy like Tony doesn't hang out with losers like him.

I bet he made contacts in jail. He must have a new network.

Roucas was with Olga when she called Slippy Dom about her client.

He's really fucked you, too.

Technology might help you catch estate punks...

who've got no brains, but Tony is different.

Fasten your seatbelts.

The hospital is half an hour by car or bus,

or one hour's walk. Ambulances won't come here.

- And you want me to leave, too? - No, we never said that.

Do you think I like working in a place like this,

seeing fights in the waiting room and having my car vandalised?

Goodbye, gentlemen.

- Your turn, sir. - It's not too late?

It's never too late.

- You OK? - A tough day.

Because of those two bearded guys?

What would you do? Break their legs?

I know you only want to help.

I'm becoming bitter. A bitter old woman.

You shouldn't stay. You're too good for them.

It's not for them. It's for their wives and daughters.

Who will help them if I go?

Most of the people who live here are nice,

and they deserve to be looked after.

You remind me of someone, a woman.

Great! At least it's not a man.

Can I ask who she was?

Your sister?

Not your mother?

We're live today from Fleury prison...

so we can hear from the President of the Prison Visitors Association.

Miss Nathalie Ménard, you're a student in Paris,

what made you give up your time for criminals?

They are men who have defied bourgeois society.

By talking to inmates, we hope to be able

to create a more just society.

- Mr. Rouca, you are... - Roucas.

Roucas, yes.

You're serving eight years. Are you a rebel?

No. But without laws we'd be screwed.

Isn't it society that corrupts men through inequality?

We have to stop always blaming it on society.

Society didn't corrupt me. It was a man.

I killed him, now I'm paying for it.

I have to disagree.

Comrade, do you really think you and I had the same chances in life?

Did I say I was your comrade?

I'm sorry.

- OK. - No problem.

Let's get back to our debate with Miss Nathalie Ménard,

and the subject of criminals and rebels.

- Hello. - Hello.

- OK? - OK.

I've brought you the book we spoke about last time.

Poems by Éluard.

I waited for you at visiting time.

- Why didn't you come? - I had some stuff to do.

Stuff to do? In here?

Do you think you could stop cleaning for a moment?

This room is very clean.

Tony, you're in prison. Can't you find time to talk to me?

- Can't you see it's impossible? - What?

Tony.

Everything is possible.

We met one year ago today.

Do you remember?

Perhaps...

you could escape.

No, we'd have to be in hiding all the time,

and pay people to keep quiet. You'd end up hating me.

I'd rather see you here, than not at all.

I'm going to get you out. I promise.

- And you got married? - No, to her that was too bourgeois.

Or maybe... she just didn't want to marry a crook.

No. For her, living with a crook was revolutionary.

And you let her down.

A crook is not a revolutionary.

That's true.

- You're the revolutionary. - You're right.

You've forgotten your keys.

Thank you.

OK.

Help yourself to a drink.

I'm just going to sit down and then I'll make you dinner.

Bravo, Tony.

- What for? - Your posh girlfriend.

She's managed to get you out early for good behaviour.

If you need money out there, we've got a job for you.

I'm not interested.

Don't worry about Big Tom. We told him, he says it's OK.

Tom Balducci can say what he likes.

I've paid my debt, I don't owe anybody.

Anything to say?

Yes, thank you for all the support and friendship.

It's like a dream.

You didn't tell me where you keep the drinks.

Good morning, boss man.

So? How was it?

I'd say about average.

Average? Yeah, right! I know you loved it.

It's still the same price.

But I have no cash, I can't pay you.

You don't have to pay with money.

- Tea or coffee? - Coffee.

I meet a lot of scum in my job.

I need someone to protect me, a guy like you...

to threaten people who don't pay.

- I don't know... - You just have to come over,

and get the guy to pay up.

For your availability, I could pay you...

2,500.

3,000?

- Why me? Why not Tony? - Tony?

Tony just wants to settle scores with his old mates.

- That's why he escaped. - He didn't.

I got him out of prison.

- Really? - Yes.

I think he's looking for a friend called Guido...

- Guido? Is that what he said? - Yes.

He's lying to you. Guido is dead.

What Tony wants is a bloodbath,

and when he's done with you, he'll kill you like the rest.

I'd be careful on this new job if I were you.

I bet he promised you half.

Tony can be very charming, I must admit.

But, I'm warning you...

against him, you've no chance.

- Watch my eyes! - What?

- Watch my eyes. - That's it, speak properly. Open...

Are you serious?

You want me to go out like this? No way.

- Why? You look good. - What if a woman sees me?

What do you care about women? Sit back.

Maybe you lost your dick in prison, but I still have mine,

and I intend to use it.

I haven't finished.

Wait until you see the wig.

He thinks I'm going to wear a wig!

Hi, kid! All right?

Excuse me, miss. You want a ride?

- Shit, Kenz! Nice look! - Yeah.

- You look great. - Will you go out with me again now?

- We'll see. - You're meant to be with me.

- Isn't that Dialo's car? - Dialo's? No.

Anyway, I have to go. I'll call you.

Yeah, go on. OK.

Hi! It's out front. Can you park it?

You're sweet.

Yeah, we'll talk later, I've got a meeting.

Bye.

I'm a bit late.

- Mobile phone on the table. - What?

Your phone, switched off on the table, or you can leave.

Shit!

Happy?

You don't have to be so formal. We're cool.

OK, I see. Let's talk cash.

20 kilos, yours for 500,000.

- That's cheap. - I go straight to the source.

Direct. No middle man.

- 500,000 is hard for me to believe. - Yeah?

I don't care what you believe, I'm not wasting my time. Ciao.

Wait.

What I don't understand is why you've come to me.

You can't be short of clients.

I want one payment. The dope, the cash.

No credit, no mess. It means fewer people in the ring.

Olga told me about you, she said you were big time.

So I came to you.

It's your lucky day.

May I?

Where did I put that paper?

I can't remember my phone number.

Oh, yeah. I've got it...

We have to change numbers a lot. You know that.

I don't want to force you, man. Think it over.

Call me when you've decided.

Right. Rasta for life!

Thanks, man. Where is it?

Nice vibes in this restaurant, man! What's on the menu?

Did you hear that?

The trousers are 25 euros instead of 60. It's a good deal.

Need I remind you that you're broke.

Where will you get 500,000?

From our mutual friends. You can vouch for me.

- I have no intention of doing that. - That's strange.

Can't you see that we're in the same boat.

When the little bird comes back, you'll need something to give him.

Which little bird?

The one the hunters missed. He knows you set him up.

If we don't offer him lots of cash,

he'll kill us both.

It looks as if Slippy Dom isn't retired.

500,000 at 25 euros a gram makes 20 kilos.

First he tries to kill Tony, then he wants to do business with him!

He doesn't know.

Who is this dealer? Tony didn't escape with 20 kilos.

Kenz Bourrich has never been in the dope business.

Let's ask Janvier what he thinks.

I know what he thinks. We're too young and too stupid.

That guy you sent me. I didn't like him.

You didn't?

So what? I didn't ask you to sleep with him.

The guy works with the Senegalese.

They send Colombian coke to Paris hidden in tourists' suitcases.

So far, it's working.

But he's pissed off other dealers, so he won't last long.

Make the most of it, before they take him out.

I hope you're not trying to con me, Olga.

Dominique,

I get five per cent.

Why would I try to con you?

What should I say? "Don't go there, refuse."

- Shall I say you're not interested? - If it's a con, I'll kill you.

Both of you.

OK. I'll set up a meeting.

Shit!

Take that, motherfucker! There you go.

Yeah, that's it. Come and get some, too!

I've got a gun. Show me some respect!

Yeah, now you understand.

You'll see. Take that.

- OK, look. - Yeah.

- These are bags of flour. - Yeah.

- Are you listening? - Yeah, no problem.

These four bags are the coke. Look at me.

I'm looking.

One there.

And one there. They won't want to test the bag you choose.

- Look at me when I'm talking! - OK! I'm not stupid. I get it!

This is no game!

These guys were doing deals

before you were a sperm in your dad's sack.

What are you on about?

You're not my dad, OK? And I did plenty of shit before I met you.

No, if I had a kid like you, I'd have drowned it at birth.

Yeah, right.

Listen.

When you're in the car, leave it running. OK?

Wait until you get the money.

Once you have it, you get out. Got it?

Yeah.

- Who's calling? - It's mine.

- Answer it. - OK.

- Hello? - How does this thing work?

I can't hear. Hold on.

- Bad signal. - Where are you going?

Hello? Yeah, there's no signal in here.

It reminds me of the old days. What about you, Charlie?

Yeah, you're not a man for action, are you?

You like to feel safe.

It's because I have a brain, unlike you!

Yeah, Charlie's really smart.

He gets squeezed by the Balduccis like me,

but he can recite the law.

- Do we have to be armed? - Yeah.

Any tricks, I shoot him.

They're entering the car park. Black Mercedes, registration 3-8-4...

Charlie-Lima-Tango...

7-5. Three people inside. Over.

OK. Nothing so far.

They're in Basement 4, have you got a visual?

Yeah, we've got a visual.

I think this is him.

- Can you see him? - Yeah, it's him.

- Keep calm and listen to me. - I'm listening.

He brought friends.

- What did you expect? How many? - Three.

Work out which one is armed. Be careful.

- OK, Little Man? - OK, I'm going.

The deal goes ahead, then we go in.

Gilbert and Weasel, you take Johnny Depp.

The rest, take the other three.

- Over. - OK.

Park in Basement 3, the rest are closed.

- It's a deal. - We want to test the dope.

What? Who do you take me for?

There's three of you, and I see your man is armed.

Do you think I'm a muppet?

- Don't cry. Your mascara will run. - My mascara?

OK, test it. Snort some. It's good shit.

I'm not trying to con you, man.

Damn it!

No fucking reception.

It's not reacting.

- What? - It's not reacting!

What are you on about?

- It's your... - Bullshit!

It's not bullshit. It's his thing.

You're thing must be fucked.

The cops are here!

Get out of there!

Police! Drop your weapon!

On the ground!

Hands on your head!

See you, old man.

Motherfucker!

- Olga! - I didn't recognise you.

- Have you got it? - Yeah, but it was close.

- Shall I drive? - Yeah, let's go! The cops are here!

Did you honestly think I'd run away with you?

Somebody slashed your tyres to stop you leaving with my money.

- Tony? - Yes, Tony.

Take the briefcase and get out of the car.

Come on.

- I'm sorry, Tony. - Don't worry.

Forgive me.

How did you find out?

How did I find out?

Let's see.

There. What does that say?

That's how I found out.

Here. Take it! I'm sorry.

- You should be more careful. - Sorry.

- Don't shoot! - I'm sick of you and all this shit!

Don't shoot!

Guido... Guido is alive!

Yes. The day you escaped.

You saw him on TV, but I said it wasn't him.

Are you still lying?

The gypsies know he's alive, they hid him.

Please. Don't shoot!

I know where he is.

I know where he is.