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- Hello? - I know who killed Guido.
Who is this?
A family friend.
Claire!
I'll call back.
Claire!
Léon?
Léon!
How are you?
You're Claire! I always loved Claire.
Come! It's this way.
It's over here.
I didn't forget.
Here!
It's the Blue Angel!
Léon...
You're the best.
I can explain.
Can I eat now?
TONY'S REVENGE
Look at this. It's a prescription.
But it's signed by the sister of Kenz Bourrich.
- The kid who escaped with Roucas. - I know.
You know?
- But you didn't tell me? - I saw no need.
Roucas has chronic leukaemia, Nils has spoken to Dr. Bourrich.
- And you let her go? - We have no reason to hold her.
What about Tony Roucas' wife,
can't we put some pressure on her?
Girls always need forcing before they'll play ball.
Those days are over.
We don't want lawyers on our backs.
We won't catch Tony by playing fair.
We have to take him down and then do the paperwork.
Are you deaf?
I said no blunders.
I don't want a vendetta with Crazy Tony.
Whatever you say... boss.
Stop treating us like we're stupid!
You can't even tell us how many of them there were?
Please, find my baby.
We don't care about your sprog! We just want Tony.
- Where is he? - I don't know!
Leave me alone. I just want my baby.
Stop whining, it doesn't work on me.
OK, let's start again.
Were you meeting Tony so you could run away?
I didn't want to run away with him.
Stop telling me lies.
Where is Tony?
Why protect him? You could go to prison.
You stupid woman.
Tony won't try to help you.
To him, you no longer exist.
If I knew where he was, I'd tell you.
You want to play games?
OK, let's play.
You'll spend the night in a cell.
Take her down.
Lock her up.
Come on, move!
What is it?
We've found your baby.
Is he alive? Can I see him?
If you're ready to cooperate with us,
anything is possible.
Of course, I'll cooperate with you.
So we agree?
You're willing to cooperate...
totally.
On your feet. You're free to go.
Come on.
What about my son?
Your son?
I was told he was here.
Superintendent Janvier promised I could see him.
The kid they brought in last night? His parents have collected him.
Here.
Off you go.
Go on.
YOUR TRUST MAKES US A BETTER FORCE
Hello?
Hello? I want to speak to Tony.
- Claire? - Tony, they shot at the baby.
I know.
Listen to me.
- I'm listening. - Guido is looking after him.
Claire, listen very carefully.
As soon as I find Guido, I'll call you...
and I'll bring the baby home.
What did you say?
- As soon as you find... - Don't worry.
Claire, don't worry, I'll handle it.
Listen to me. What happened with the cops?
Claire?
Hello? Claire! Claire!
- Anything? - Bad news, Tony.
- Go on. - The Balduccis have killed Guido.
What?
They torched his caravan last night. He was inside.
- And the baby? - The baby was with him.
Don't move!
I said don't move!
Fuck you! Get off me!
Never trust telephones, Tony.
Never.
You've reached Claire...
Shit.
- What? - She's not answering.
I'm not sure she wants to talk to you.
I don't care, I need to speak to her.
What about?
Never mind.
Don't let women stress you out! I don't let them worry me now.
- Stop busting my balls. - Women! Can't live with them...
- All right, you clowns! - How's it going?
- What's all this? - Your blog. It's a massive hit.
People are crazy about you, man.
Tony, come and see!
Tony, come and see. You can rest later.
Look at all the comments.
That's you.
- Yeah! - That means cops...
Seriously.
Do you think cops don't have internet?
Sure they do, Tony, and this tells them what I think of them.
What am I doing with you guys?
Mummy, what's the point of being bad if nobody knows?
You have to create a myth and become a legend.
Call me Mummy again, you're dead!
Wait outside.
You, too.
Calm down.
- Thanks, guys. - He's heavy.
- You are a bit heavy... - We're on the run!
Yeah, I know, but still...
While you're there, I'm looking for someone
but I don't know where he is these days.
Who is it?
- A fence. - A what?
He sells stolen goods on.
I heard about him in prison, they say he's still the best.
I want you to go to him.
I've something to sell him.
What do you want to sell him?
- What are you selling? - This.
- Is it real? - That, Little Man, is the Blue Angel.
Find the address and go see the guy.
Tell him to find a buyer, I need cash for one last job.
Tell him I want dollars. Give me that.
Petro-dollars.
Petro-what?
Here goes, Little Man.
Good evening.
This way, gentlemen.
Your Highness, Steve Balducci at your service.
It's my pleasure to welcome you, Prince.
Follow me, please.
Please sit down, Prince.
Thank you.
- Mr. Kravitz. - Hello.
Mr. Volkoff.
Mr. Chen and Mr. Sorenssen.
This is Prince Bachir's first time playing here.
- Would you like a drink? - He will have an orange juice.
Very well. Orange juice, please.
As I said on the phone, we play for cash.
- And your bet will be... - 500,000 euros.
Good. Please leave it over there next to the others.
Of course.
Thank you.
Sir, I must ask you to wait outside.
The Prince can't speak French.
Poker is the same in any language.
Thank you.
International.
Gentlemen, I will be your croupier.
You're each playing 500,000 cash. Texas hold'em, no-limit.
It's 9pm. The game will conclude tomorrow morning at 9.
The last hand is finished at 08:45am.
- Madam Bourrich? - Yes?
Police.
Superintendent Janvier.
I'm here to investigate the break-in at your clinic.
And I thought it was a lost cause.
If there's a break in, we investigate and ask questions.
- Do you live alone? - Yes.
A pretty girl like you?
Totally alone...
or just sometimes alone?
I live alone.
Is that the bathroom?
Sir, I'm in a hurry. I have to work.
Have you had any more threats?
How many rooms are there here?
Three, but I don't see what that's got to do with it.
It has everything to do with it, young lady.
There are a lot of comings and goings.
Thank you for coming. I have to leave now.
Goodbye, sir.
Paris Police Department.
I want to talk to someone about an officer who came to my home.
He said it was to investigate a report of vandalism.
We don't send officers out to investigate vandalism.
He was a policeman.
A Superintendent Janvier.
He knew about my complaint.
There's no officer with that name in the department.
Oh, OK.
Well, thanks anyway.
Goodbye.
Gentlemen, it's time to pay.
- Good game. - Thank you.
Is it finished?
Yes.
Tell the Prince I'd like to have coffee with him.
The Prince will have a coffee in your office.
Please, follow me.
Please have a seat.
The Prince wants to play the Chinese man.
He wants to beat him.
- Do you ever play for dollars? - Dollars? Yes, why not.
The Prince has more dollars than euros.
In France, there are too many controls on cash.
We can't change large sums of money without doing lots of paperwork.
The Prince says that in France, it seems to be a sin to be rich.
The Prince is right. Taxes here are horrible.
Too many controls. It's bad for us businessmen.
Come in!
The coffee.
Put it down there.
Thank you.
Tell the Prince I want to open a casino in Las Vegas,
and that I also have cash transfer problems.
The tax laws in the US are terrible.
I'm completely stuck, Prince.
If you want dollars,
the Prince can get as many dollars as he likes.
Thank you, that's tempting.
Obviously, I would pay him a commission.
The Prince wishes to know what you would suggest.
Let's say 1 million euros for 500,000 dollars.
The Prince is surprised. 1 million euros for 500,000 dollars...
means you will be losing a lot of money, Mr. Balducci.
Let me explain. I have plenty of euros.
All right.
500,000 dollars for 1 million euros would be an investment for me.
It's the only way I can start my project in Las Vegas.
Prince Bachir says you are very kind, Mr. Balducci.
He thinks we can do good business with you.
I'm very touched.
Thank you, Mr. Balducci. We'll call you.
I look forward to it.
- Hello? - Frankie?
- I was sleeping. - I don't care. Get over here.
There's work to do.
- Captain Karlssen? - Who's calling?
The family friend.
Meet me in an hour at the Café Terminus,
Place de la Nation. But be warned,
if I see a single cop, I'll drop you like a stone.
Why should I come?
Because it was the Balduccis that killed Guido.
Without me, you'll never bring them down.
- Did you call me? - Are you alone?
Please, sit down.
Guido told me a lot about you.
You knew Guido?
- How? - What does it matter?
All that's left of Guido is you.
So let's talk about you, OK?
- Are you married? - I'm leaving now.
The Balduccis are on a new job.
It's a rip deal.
Don't look at me like that.
I just want you to have what Guido didn't have, that's all.
What's that?
A life that's worth something.
Tell me why you called.
OK.
The Balduccis are planning a rip deal on a Saudi prince.
When I know more, I'll call you.
You'll have enough to put them away for at least ten years.
Even Charlie Benserra won't be able to save them.
You know Maître Benserra?
I don't think we will ever see each other again, Captain.
It was nice to meet you.
You seem to be a good person.
Hey, wait!
Mind your backs!
Coming through!
From the man who just left.
Happy Birthday.
- Shall we follow him? - No. Forget it.
- Did you trace his number? - Yes, a prepaid card.
What did he say?
- Happy birthday. - Is it your birthday?
Who is that guy?
I think it's Tony Roucas, Guido didn't have friends.
That guy wants revenge. It must be Tony.
Why not arrest him?
I will arrest him,
but first, I want the Balduccis.
He can give me the Balduccis.
Come in.
Superintendent...
- Can I have a word, boss? - Yes.
What is it?
An informant says the Balduccis are planning a rip deal.
What's a rip deal?
Exchanging real bank notes for forgeries.
I know it's none of my business,
but I can't see the Balduccis doing that.
It's often hundreds of thousands, and because it's tax fraud,
the victims don't complain.
- I'll come back later... - No, Nils, wait.
I need to talk to Nils.
I'll come back this evening.
I hope this informant is better than the Gypsy.
We haven't got Roucas yet because the Balduccis want to kill him.
Tony isn't hiding from us, he's hiding from them.
If we take down the Balduccis, Tony will drop his guard.
How do you know?
A hunch.
Charlie, if we take his $500,000 and give him fake euros in exchange,
what will happen?
- Will he try to get his money back? - Can he give us problems?
It's good for you that he doesn't have a residence in Paris,
which means he has no network here.
Also, he's due to attend a conference in Dubai, in two days,
so he won't have much time.
But he could report it?
Not unless he admits he took part in a fraud.
I think there's someone here.
I don't care if someone's here.
Tony?
- Is that you? - Tell her to go.
Who is that guy?
That's Tony, he's my mate.
- I'll see you later. - What?
- I have to go because of him? - I'll see you later.
Fatou, don't be like that. Come here, let me explain...
In two weeks' time, I'll buy you an apartment.
- You'll buy me an apartment? - Yes, what's so funny?
- Where? - You tell me. The Champs Élysées?
- Yes. - The Champs Élysées?
I'll buy you the whole street.
- You're awesome! - I know I am.
OK, see you later. Bye!
Hey, Tony. What's with the disguise?
I didn't even recognise you. What did I tell you about the blog?
All the women these days are using the internet.
It helps you pull little whores, so a blog is important.
You've got no respect!
You can't call my woman a whore! Are you for real?
What would you know about respect?
It's all you kids talk about.
Listen, Little Man. Respect, honour...
all of that stuff is bullshit.
Do you know why people end up in prison?
Because their mates rat on them.
People respect the bravest and the strongest.
Show any weakness, they'll shit all over you.
If you want to be a real gangster,
you won't have friends, you'll live and die alone.
- You can't even protect your family. - What's the matter, Tony?
- Did it go badly with the cop? - No, it went well.
What then?
It's just that...
seeing your son only once in your life is tough.
What? Are you saying that cop is your son?
Yes, but he doesn't know.
He doesn't know? Are you going to tell him?
What's the point?
It's too late.
Yeah, you're right.
I wouldn't give a fuck either if I had a father like you.
What about me?
What am I in all this?
Your puppet? Someone you can drop when you get caught...
Look at me!
Do I look like someone who wants to get caught?
No, nobody's going to get caught, we all know that.
Listen, we'll do this last job, then we can go wherever you want.
All clear on this floor.
- Hello, gentlemen. - Hello.
- Your brother! - Frankie.
Nice to meet you. The Prince is waiting in there.
Good morning, Prince. How are you?
Your Highness.
Would you like some juice or a drink?
Thank you, but we know how busy you are.
We ourselves have a flight for Las Vegas this evening.
Yes.
Here we are.
500,000 dollars,
in bills of 100, as you asked for.
- Do you want to count it? - No, thanks, no need.
And here are the euros.
500,000 in each case.
I'm sorry but,
French tradition dictates that we must celebrate this.
I see you have an ice bucket.
I'll just chill this down.
Do you mind if I give that to one of my colleagues outside?
- Here. - I'll be right back.
I know you don't drink, Prince,
but to us Frenchmen this is symbolic.
Excuse me.
Yes?
What?
Wait, I can't hear you.
No, it's not a good time. I'm in a meeting.
I can't talk... Give me two minutes.
No, I can't hear you.
Wait, I'll find somewhere with a better signal.
Wait...
It might be better in the corridor.
They're realistic.
Look inside.
What's this?
Bank of Batman?
French police, gentlemen.
Is there any problem?
It's OK, you'll get your money back.
All units, rip deal concluded. I repeat.
Rip deal concluded.
Police! Get on the floor!
Don't move!
- The bag! - It's OK!
Marie, bring Prince Bachir and his assistant to the police station.
Oh, look at this!
Sorry, guys, but this is priceless.
Caught red-handed as well!
What a bunch of idiots!
How much do you get for a rip deal these days?
Organised criminal fraud. Ten years.
Ten years?
You guys are in a spot of bother.
This place is crawling with cops. It's like Jaws 3,
but we're swimming with the sharks.
They're only dangerous when they're hungry.
Gentlemen.
I'm Superintendent Guichard. Follow me, please.
Nils, come with us.
Please, go in.
Have a seat.
Yes, sir.
They're here to give a statement.
Yes, you can tell the press the Balduccis are in custody.
They'll be remanded tomorrow.
Yes, I'll keep you updated.
Thank you, sir. I'll tell them. Goodbye.
The commissioner sends congratulations.
Ask the Prince to read and sign this.
Thank you very much.
And here is your statement. Please sign this as well.
Here is your money.
That's all perfect, gentlemen.
- Can we go now? - Yes.
It just remains for me to thank you,
and wish you both a good day.
I'll go and see the Balduccis.
Wait!
Hold on a moment, please!
How long are you in France for?
- Until tomorrow. Why? - It's because...
we may need to contact you, do you have an address...
where I can reach you?
Yes.
This envelope contains a phone number
where you can reach us,
and the Prince's address in London. Goodbye.
And the Prince wishes to congratulate you again.
Goodbye.
What are you doing, Tony? Not now, man.
Shit! Where is your medicine?
Where is it?
Don't do this to me now!
Wait! Damn it!
Swallow this.
Get in! Get in the damn car!
- Hello? Nassima? - Hello?
Hello?
Tony is passing out on me, I have no medicine for him!
Go to my house. I'll be right there.
OK. See you there.
Take these men to the cells.
You missed a good interview, Nils. They admitted it all.
Julien! Drinks in my office to celebrate.
I've invited the whole team.
- We have to celebrate. - I'll be right in.
Hello?
Hello...
This is Nils Karlssen.
Who are you?
It's a bit difficult to explain.
We need to talk.
Are you OK?
We won, Little Man.
Take your cut.
What? You think I'd run off while you're like this?
You must be cold.
Put this over you, you must be cold.
Do you want a drink?
I'll get some water.
Nassima will be here soon.
Drink some water.
Lift your head.
OK?
Want some more?
You sure?
Look at all this cash!
All this is ours.
You know, Claire...
she always wanted a house by the sea.
Claire will have that house.
And you're going to be OK.
Do you know why, Tony? Because a mummy never dies.
You know that, mummies never die!
I think you're great, Tony. I swear.
What's this new look?
- Where is he? - In the living room.
I told him not to disturb you.
I told him.
- You need to be hospitalised. - Doctor.
I told you, I can't go back to prison.
I have a son. He'll feel obliged to visit.
All those hours of visiting rooms, and the legal costs...
I can't do that to him.
Then I can't help you.
That's too bad.
Captain Karlssen? This is Doctor Bourrich.
Yes?
To see your dad one last time,
come to my place, come quickly.
Good old Tony. How have you been?
- Where are the other cops? - Nowhere.
It's just you and me.
You came alone?
If you came for a fuck, Olga is gone!
Olga was a good fuck.
Very good.
But not as good as your wife.
Didn't she tell you?
I fucked her in her cell when she was in custody.
She was...
really hot!
Where is the Blue Angel?
What are you doing here?
I'm glad you're here, Captain.
I was just about to call for back-up.
- Did you shoot him? - It was self-defence.
- We'll let the judge decide. - Are you crazy?
Get out of here!
Help is on its way. Can you hang on?
You saw the photo.
Claire...
Look after her.
Was it me?
Was that baby really me?
Yes.
Are you disappointed?
No.
You were a handsome couple.
And you're very handsome, too.
It was worth it, after all.
What?
My escape from prison.
Nils Karlssen.
Nils Karlssen doesn't exist.
He's a character in a novel.
What do you want?
Who gave you this photo?
Guido.
- Guido? - Yes.
- Did you tear it in half? - No.
That was him.
When I was about ten years old,
I wouldn't stop asking questions about my mother.
So he gave me that photo.
He told me you were dead.
I don't believe it. Guido wouldn't do that.
Maybe he wanted to protect me.
If you'll excuse me, I...
I have to call Tony.
No, madam...
Claire, Tony is dead.
Please leave a message after the beep.
When you have finished, please hang up or press...
You are Nils.
You are Nils.
My baby.
- Look. - Let me see.
He killed The Mummy?
Yeah, that's the bastard.
I know where he lives, and now I'm going to kill him.
Trust me, he's a dead man.
Whatever happens, I'm with you, man.
- Me, too. - Same here.
That bastard is going to die.
We didn't take photos. Nobody came.
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