[woman laughing]
[Olivier] Okay. Okay, but I'm taking the top part of the suit.
No. You're not taking the top, bro.
We flip for it if it comes down to that.
Honestly, isn't this a shitty idea?
We threw those bags in a year ago.
If the weed got wet, it's no good.
Any better ideas to get Pastraweed, Miss Know-it-all?
-[laughing] No. -[Gérard] Huh?
Jaurès isn't gonna leave without testing our shitty weed.
-[cell phone ringing] -Come on. Let's move.
[Olivier] Let's go.
[Joseph] We do rock, paper, scissors. That way, there's no debate.
I need to shit again.
[Gérard] Here. Put on the top. And you get the bottom.
-[laughing] -[Gérard] Stop it, Aure.
[Olivier] Yeah, stop it.
All right, I'm naked from the waist down.
-[Gérard] Stop. -[Joseph] I'm sick of this. Don't laugh.
-[Joseph] My balls are out. -I'm ready.
Ah... You're well equipped.
-It doesn't fit. It's small. -[Gérard] Joseph, stop your hissy fit.
-Hold on, Olive. I'm falling. -Give me your jacket.
Let me put the boot on.
The boot! The boot! [laughing]
No, you can't be serious. Look at this suit!
-Stop. -[Olivier] We have to go.
-[Joseph] I swear, it's too cold out. -[Olivier] Watch out.
-[Gérard] Straight ahead. -[Joseph] It's freezing!
-It's freezing! -It's freezing!
-What a disaster! -It's frozen, Jo.
-[Joseph] And I gotta shit. -[laughing] Jo, don't shit in my suit.
I hope they find the bags. Stop laughing.
-[Joseph and Olivier] One, two, three! -[splashing]
A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES
♪ Family ♪
♪ Business ♪
-You smell that? It's no good. -It's wet.
All these bags are full of water. This weed's worthless.
-Try that. -This one's not bad.
Come on. Give me a hot toddy. I'm so cold.
-It's Pepto-Bismol. -No big deal. I shit so much.
-This looks good. You see? -Damn, it's dry.
-It looks dry. Go on. -Give it here.
-Test it. -I'm gonna test it. Hold on.
Come on.
It's gotta be 19/33 or it's worthless.
We know. Go on.
DARLING
[Aure groans]
Okay. [sighs]
Nineteen.
Nineteen, thirty-three! Damn!
-Yes! -[Gérard] You scared me!
All right! Fuck, yes!
Thank you, my Béné.
Okay. Now what?
How do we ensure Jaurès grabs the right weed for the test?
Simple. We just have to get this good Pastraweed at the bottom of the crate.
Why the bottom? That's idiotic.
Why would she take it from the bottom?
That's what she does every time.
She goes to the bottom of the crate, that's what she tests.
Every time. Ask Olive.
True or false?
This is Pepto-Bismal.
I don't know, brother.
-What? You never watch? -No.
Jo, you have to be sure. We can't mess this up.
No, I swear. This is not the type of thing I get wrong.
This is the kind of thing I'd get wrong,
but I'm begging you. Trust me. Otherwise, we're dead.
Okay, we'll do that. I need to put on the mask.
Really dim the lights in the barn.
-She can't recognize me. -Well, yeah.
[Aure] Fuck.
So...
Everybody happy?
Everything went well?
[all] Yes.
Very happy.
-[Joseph] Great. -Okay. Okay.
We're gonna do a little test to see what you've prepared with Vadim.
Damn it.
[Gérard groans]
[whispering] She doesn't usually do that. Normally, she goes to the bottom.
[inhales deeply]
I told you.
There.
[Gérard purrs]
I told you.
[machine beeping]
[Jaurès humming]
[final beep]
[inhales deeply]
[in Dutch] Ongelooflijk.
Which means?
Bravo, Hazans.
[all] Ah!
[in English] Really, really, really bravo!
[in Russian] Very good. Thank you, Vadim.
[in French] You can start loading all this up, Vadim.
-[Vadim] Okay. -[Jaurè] Thank you.
[Jaurès sighs]
[Jaurès] I'm happy.
But I'm still very sad to leave you.
But that was the deal and you kept your word.
And now I have the Pastraweed recipe.
Yeah, and we're all really proud that it's in your hands.
And we'd also like to thank you for accepting our proposition.
And well done, Vadim.
He was exceptional.
Super nice, always on time, smiling.
He did a great job. Bravo.
He deserves applause.
-Bravo. Bravo. -Bravo!
Thank you. I'll pass on the compliments.
Hmm? Before letting you go,
I did prepare one last little gift for you.
-[Joseph] That's adorable. -I love chocolate. [laughing]
[Jaurès laughing]
-[all shouting] -No, Jaurès! What are you doing?
I can't let you leave like this.
How do I know you're not gonna make Pastraweed for someone else?
Ms. Jaurès, I promise. We'll never make Pastraweed again.
I swear on my Béné's grave.
I believe you, Gérard, but I can't take that risk.
-[all shouting] -[Joseph] No! Jaurès!
That's not Ludmila. It's my sister, Aure.
That's my sister. You don't have the right Pastraweed recipe.
-Look. Tell her, please. Tell her. -Whoa!
-Wait! This is Aure. I promise. -[Gérard] That's my daughter.
-[Joseph] Jaurès! -Nice try, Joseph.
-Bye-bye. -[all shouting] No!
[gun hammer clicks]
[hammer clicking]
[in Dutch] Stupid fucking gun...
-[gunshot] -[all screaming]
[multiple gasps]
[Aure groans]
Fuck, she blew her head off.
I see her brain.
[speaking Russian]
[in Russian] Nobody move!
No, it wasn't us! It was her. She shot herself in the head.
Yeah, sure.
-You take me for an idiot? -[gunshot]
Grandma?
We're not gonna let some wackos fuck with us.
Oh, Grandma.
Grandma.
-[Olivier] Is he dead? -I don't know. I think so.
[Olivier] Quiet!
-[Ali] What do we do? -I think someone's here.
-[Aure] What? -[car engine]
[indistinct whispering]
Fuck! Your cop came to annoy us again.
[Aure] Shit!
I can't go out like this in broad daylight.
-What do we do? -[Aure] Fuck.
No! Hold on, Grandma!
Hold on! We gotta hide the bodies. Now.
My Béné.
You can't stay here. I just shot the friend of--
I'm not stupid. What did you do with Ludmila?
[Ludmila screaming]
Hey! It's me.
You're insane.
Careful. What are you doing?
-This bitch pulled my hair. -No. I'm sorry.
Okay, Grandma. Go inside, please. I'll be right there.
Go on.
[Ludmila] Sack of shit.
[Aure panting]
-Oh, God! -What the fuck's with this costume?
Huh?
Oh, this.
[panting]
We're preparing...
a show with Grandma...
for...
the Lorris Retirement Home.
-What a job. -Stop it, Aure.
-No, I swear. -No, I know what's going on in the barn.
I saw everything.
-Everything? What did you see? -Last night, I went in the barn.
Last night.
I saw the weed.
[sighs] Yeah, the weed.
[inhaling through teeth]
Shit, the weed.
You've been playing me for a year?
I understand why you wanted me to change jobs.
I'm sorry.
-[sighs] -[Élodie] But...
I can't turn a blind eye.
I'm begging you.
Please. Keep it to yourself.
That was the last time. We're done.
Really, it's over. I swear.
No, I can't let this slide. Sorry. One of you has to turn yourself in.
You can't ask us to choose who goes to prison. That's awful.
Don't you realize I'm doing you a favor?
I'm giving you 48 hours to turn someone in.
Otherwise, I'll come to get all of you.
[sighs] Fucking shit.
I'm gonna take your bracelet off.
So, kiddo?
It's okay. It's handled, Dad.
What was Élodie here for now?
How many times is she gonna break our balls?
I told you to stop seeing her.
It's okay, Joseph.
We all told you to stop seeing her.
Okay. Calm down.
I will not, okay?
This is very serious!
I'll tell you. This idiot's seeing the cop again.
-[Olivier] What? -No, don't yell at her like that.
You're still seeing her?
-Yeah. Okay. I was. -No, you are.
-[Aure] I was. -Stop!
-[Aure] Shut up. -No, you shut up.
I'm gonna kill that collaborator cop.
Calm down, Ludmila. We already have two bodies on our hands.
[Ludmila] Okay. Hold on.
Aure, fuck.
It's okay. I told you she didn't see or hear anything.
You're a real asshole.
Are you trying to blame me for this shit?
No, don't turn this around, please.
No, your sister's right.
We're in this mess because of you.
Change your tune or go smoke a joint in secret,
but don't give me that shit.
Don't talk to me like that, Joseph.
You never talk to me like that.
I quit smoking a month ago, you little shit.
-You got a fake medal to prove it? -Shut up!
Do not talk to me like that, period!
[screaming] Okay! Stop! That's enough!
[Clémentine] That's enough.
We've gone too far.
We have to tell the police it was self-defense.
Ali's right.
No, we have no proof that it was self-defense. Come on.
The police will send us to jail.
You know what they do to guys like us in jail?
They fuck them.
-[Olivier] Thank you, darling. -Fuck.
I say we take the bodies and bury them in the forest
and then burn the vehicles.
I'm gonna take Grandma to the hospital.
She's a danger to herself and others.
We have to get the bodies in Vadim's van.
And get the shovels.
[groaning] My back hurts.
Come on.
[Aure] Come on, Grandma.
[gloomy music playing]
[Gérard chuckles]
-Why are you laughing? -[Gérard laughing]
There's one person who must be laughing if she's looking down on us.
[Gérard laughing]
-[Joseph] Who? -Who else? Your mother.
Why?
[laughing] Because...
[laughing]
[chuckles]
She always said...
[coughs] ...we should sell more than just lamb and beef.
[laughing]
[Joseph laughing]
[Gérard] My, oh my.
[both laughing]
I don't get why that's funny.
-It's just a reflex. -We're in deep shit.
Have you stopped to think about Clémentine?
What about Clem?
We dragged her into this. She's not cut out for this.
Bro...
Yeah, she's fucking pure. She's flawless. She's an angel.
-An angel? -[Olivier] Yeah.
Clémentine is an angel?
She's the furthest from an angel.
You wouldn't understand. You don't know her.
Sure...
[Gérard laughing]
[laughing] Beef and lamb.
Fuck it. I don't care. I'll tell you.
Your girlfriend... was in on it with me from the start.
What are you saying?
She was in on it from the start.
What do you mean?
All the stuff I did to scare you. She was in on it.
She drew the swastika on Mom's grave.
What swastika?
Right, you didn't see that because the rain washed it away.
Enough, Jo. Stop lying.
I'm not. Olive, I'm telling the truth.
She did that to keep you away from us.
And the only way was to get you to quit the business.
So she helped me.
-You swear on your mother's life? -I swear. I'm not lying.
If he swears on his mother...
-On her life. -You can believe him, Olive.
Oh...
I'm telling you so you have the full picture
and so you don't call her an angel when she's not.
That's all.
Okay, I got it.
[exhales sharply]
What the fuck?
[Joseph] What's wrong?
-Look. -What?
-What happened? -Where are the bodies?
[Olivier] Impossible. How did they fall out?
-Which idiot didn't close the doors right? -You!
-I'd remember if I didn't close the doors. -Gérard, you closed these doors.
[sighs] Pain in the ass. Fucking idiots.
Well, you drive like a maniac.
-It's always my fault. -[Gérard] Yeah.
Well, let's go. I have no idea where they are.
[Gérard mumbling]
[Olivier] Let's go. Hurry up.
-[Gérard] They should be around here. -[Joseph] Something's over there.
-[Olivier] Fuck. -[Joseph] Come on.
[Joseph] It's Jaurès.
-Where's the other? -I don't know.
Hold on. There's something there. Look.
[Joseph] What?
[Joseph] Fuck! It's empty!
He wasn't dead. Fuck.
I don't understand. How? We saw him get shot.
[Olivier groans]
Shit!
-There's blood there. -[Olivier] What?
There's blood. He went that way.
We have to find him before he tells someone we killed Jaurès.
-But we didn't kill Jaurès. -[Joseph] I know.
-But he doesn't know that. -[Olivier] Calm down.
With the shots he took, he won't say anything.
Worst case, he'll just die like a boar between two shrubs.
That's all that'll happen.
He's right. He won't get far.
If we find him, then what? Finish him with a knife?
[Gérard] Okay.
You're right. Okay. You guys are right.
Okay, well, I'll get the empty bag.
And you get Jaurès's body and put it in the van. Let's go.
-Come on, bro. -[Gérard] I have trouble lifting.
[suspenseful music playing]
[panting]
[groans]
Grandma, remember what we said in the car? No jokes, okay?
-Promise? -Yes.
-Okay. -[male] Hello!
[Aure] Hi, Doctor.
-How are you, Mrs. Rosenberg? -Fine.
I blew up the hive with my rifle.
[Aure sighs]
In the barn full of weed where the giraffe lady was already dead.
-[Aure sighs] -Okay.
You were right to bring her in.
I'm really worried about her.
Don't worry.
After a few weeks of intense therapy, she should be much better.
-[Aure] Okay. -Huh?
-Yes. -[doctor] Okay.
I'll be back later to introduce you to the speech therapist.
I'd rather meet your dick.
-[gasps] See you later. -See you later, Doctor.
[Aure chuckles]
[sighs] Holy shit. Seriously?
[Joseph] Oh, fucking shit.
-[Olivier] Always on our asses. -[Joseph] What a leech.
-Doing okay? -Hi, Gaëtan.
The area's blocked off. There's an armed guy loose.
Really? Who?
We can't say.
To avoid any risk of danger, we'll escort you back home. It's safer.
That's nice of you, Gaëtan, but we're just going to La Varenne.
Sorry, another time.
No, it's just a quick errand.
We're not taking risks. Go ahead. I'll follow you. That's safer.
Fuck. Pain in the ass.
[suspenseful music playing]
Oh, shit. They got busted.
All right, I'll say it again for everyone.
The area is locked down until further notice.
Okay.
[Gaëtan] Don't go out for any reason. I'll let you know when this is over.
-Great. Thanks, Gaëtan. -Thanks, Gaëtan.
-What's with that cop? -Nothing.
Put the body in the barn.
What? The body?
Ask Jo. He'll explain. Where's Clémentine?
I think she's inside.
-Jo, what do you mean, body? -Bro, don't ask.
There's a body. Help me get it in the barn.
Come on.
There you are.
-You okay, honey? -[Olivier] No, I'm not.
-Are you kidding? -What?
You drew a swastika on Béné's grave?
-Huh! It's not like you gave me a choice. -I asked you to do that?
I told you Joseph burned your car and did stuff behind your back.
You didn't believe me, so I had to join him.
Why? Who cares? Was it to have me to yourself?
To get you away from them. Honey, they're a bad influence.
But the Hazans are family. They've always been there for me.
Yeah, to drag you into their mess.
And you follow like sheep.
Let me tell you something.
I'd rather be the Hazans' sheep than Clémentine's dog.
You don't mean that. I'm your family.
We're... your family.
Hold on. What's this? You're pregnant?
You know what I mean.
Stop with the riddles. Are you or not?
No, I'm not! I'm a woman, so I must be pregnant?
No! Why would you say that?
Because I love you.
You're gonna leave me, and if I say I'm pregnant, you'll stay.
Okay, stop!
That's it.
You and me are over. This isn't working.
So get your things, your nylon coat, your imaginary baby, and go. Okay?
Leave me alone now.
[door opens, slams shut]
We can dump her in the yard.
No, out of the question. We can't bury her here.
Well, we can't leave. There are cops everywhere.
Gérard's right. We can't bury Jaurès here.
Her ghost will be here.
It's not about her ghost, Ali.
If the police look for Jaurès, I don't want them to find her here.
Oh, yeah. The police and ghosts... That's too much.
What is it?
No.
Dad, I know what you're thinking. And I'll tell you now, no way.
[Joseph groaning]
-Ah, fuck. That bitch was heavy. -[Olivier] Damn it.
Are you sure this'll work?
Of course. Don't worry. The guy has 120 hunting dogs.
In 30 seconds, no more Jaurès.
Great. Is it far?
No, don't worry. It's fine.
[Joseph] Shit.
-Fuck, it's Gaëtan. -What a pain.
Stay calm. Okay?
Calm, calm, stay calm.
I know. I got it.
Stay calm. Act natural.
-Hi, Gaëtan. -[Gaëtan] All good.
-The road is open. You can go out. -Really?
-Yes. -Oh, great.
Did you catch the...
Yeah, don't worry. We did our job. My colleagues got him in the forest.
He's a tenacious bugger.
Yeah, sure.
Did he...
Did he say anything? Do you know why?
Nothing.
He's not ready to talk with all the shots we fired at his ass.
Yeah.
His ass, huh?
Nice.
[all laughing]
Is he dead?
He might as well be.
-I doubt he'll make it through the night. -Great. Awesome.
Well, there you go. It happens.
Too bad for him.
Well, good job, guys.
-[Joseph] Well done. -[Olivier] Good job.
-So, what are you schlepping around today? -Oh, nothing.
Yeah, merguez.
-Oh, yeah. Merguez. -Merguez is great.
-I could cook them tonight for the family. -No. You can't do that.
Those are... Those are expired.
They're spoiled.
We didn't keep them cold.
[Gérard] We don't take any risks.
Straight to the dumpster.
Don't waste them.
-We must. -I'll cook them well. I like them burnt.
No, they're saying it's complicated.
It's complicated.
-Forget it. -You gotta stop.
What's going on? Are you hiding something?
-No. -No, not at all. What are we hiding?
We're not friends anymore?
Wait. If you insist, I'll give you some. I don't want to upset you.
Thank you, Gérard. [chuckles]
-Here. -Ah...
[Gérard] My pleasure.
This is great.
-Bye. -Bye, Gaëtan.
Bye, guys.
[Olivier vomiting]
[cell phone beeps]
DARLING ONLY 24 HOURS...
Fuck.
[birds chirping]
[man] I warned you.
Olivier was bad company.
He's the kind of guy that drags you down.
You deserve better.
I shouldn't have turned my back on you. I never should've chosen Olivier.
And in the end, he couldn't get it up.
-It slid on the edges of my pussy. -Hey, hey.
Take it easy, sweetie.
-Some things are better left unsaid. -Yeah, sorry.
And all that is behind you.
Now I'm here. Don't worry.
-I'm gonna take care of you. Okay? -Thanks.
Once, I put my finger up his ass and he didn't like it.
I'm gonna make some tea.
-[crying] It wasn't even my thumb. -Oh, God.
[Clémentine crying]
Mmm! I love doughnut holes.
Okay, I gotta go.
Enrico's pestering me.
Huh?
Enrico has a rehearsal.
Oh, yeah.
-Later. -Later.
Is it good, Grandma?
Hmm.
You know... I can't stay either.
Tonight?
Tonight and...
thereafter as well.
Dad and Jo and the others will come to see you. You won't be alone.
I don't understand.
[Aure] Yeah.
I have something to do for the family.
But will you be gone long?
Uh...
Yeah. Maybe five, ten years.
I hope in five, ten years I'll be settled down.
With a husband...
kids...
in a little house... in peace.
Grandma...
I love you.
Mmm...
You know that, right?
-You know I love you? -Yes.
[Aure laughs]
The merguez is good, isn't it?
When I was young, I had a lot of sausage.
[Aure laughing]
Yeah, I know. You mentioned.
[dramatic music playing]
[sighs]
[inhales deeply, exhales slowly]
[Olivier] Help me. There's still a lot of weed to burn.
You see, son...
life just taught us another lesson.
When a family sticks together, like us,
they're untouchable.
Nothing can happen to us.
[man shouting] Police!
-[siren wailing] -What? The police?
[Joseph] For us?
[police officers shouting]
[sirens wailing]
On the ground!
-What? -I said, "On the ground!"
[traditional French music playing]
[hip-hop beat drops]
Subtitle translation by Jonathan Hemming