-Where is he? -I don't know.
He's not here.
-Shit, he's there. -Where?
-He's coming over. -Let's get out of here.
Wait.
Is he blind?
Fuck, he's blind.
That's great news.
What is? He's blind, not mute.
-Maybe he told everyone Jaurès is dead. -Maybe he didn't say anything.
How can we find out?
Leave it to me.
Hi. I'm André.
You can call me Dédé. Dédé the Deranged. That's what my friends call me.
And what's your name?
-Vadim. -Vadim?
Like Roger Vadim?
You have to be into film.
Well, what did I want to say?
Oh, yeah! I wanted to welcome you on behalf of the prisoners
and tell you to make yourself at home.
I'm in for homicide.
Yeah. I've been here for 45 years, so I'm not fresh meat.
I was a hit man.
So you can call me Hitman.
Hitman the Deranged to my friends.
Get lost.
Take a chill pill.
What are you in for? You can tell me.
None of your business. Scram.
-Come on. Throw me a bone. -I said to get out of here!
Fuck!
Get lost, asshole!
-He fucked up my leg. -What did he say?
He didn't say anything, actually.
I said to get lost!
He's really blind.
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Honestly, it's fine.
He doesn't seem chatty.
Yeah, Vadim's a boss. He's not the chatty type.
If he ever finds out we're here, you don't think he won't say something?
Hold on, Dad. He's blind.
-He doesn't want to talk to anyone. -So?
If we don't talk, there's no chance he'll find out.
Yeah, Jo's right.
-Gentlemen. -Oh, fuck.
I have a surprise guest for you.
Since you both worked with Jaurès and she insisted we take care of her guys,
I feel obligated to put him with you.
Fuck.
Careful.
See you later.
Fuck! I can't believe it. Look who they brought us.
The Russki! How nice!
Hey, guys. Break out the pâté and give our little friend a snack.
Sit your ass down!
I'm not an idiot, Joseph.
Who's Joseph? What are you talking about? You're insane.
It's okay, Joseph.
-Stop it. -I tried. There.
Okay, Vadim. First off, I want to apologize for what happened.
I didn't think it'd get out of control.
I prepared… Come here. Here's a chair for you.
Sit down if you want. Yeah. Go on.
Well, Vadim…
tell me you didn't tell Senlis anything about Jaurès.
I didn't. I'm not a snitch.
I told you he wasn't.
Okay. Great.
It's really important for us right now
that you don't tell anyone about Jaurès dying.
Otherwise it'll be hell for us and you too.
I don't give a shit about your problems.
I'm getting out next week.
-What? -Next week? How?
I'm gonna escape.
Vadim, with all due respect…
without eyes, escaping…
might be a little complicated.
I planned it all out. I have an accomplice to help.
Senlis agreed to transfer him to this cell.
-Fuck. -It's starting to get a little crowded.
You're going to help me.
Vadim, honestly, I'm gonna tell you the truth.
I want to help you, but we can't escape. It's impossible.
In that case…
I'll tell Senlis you killed Jaurès.
We can't escape… That's…
That's a figure of speech.
We've already done it.
The problem is…
How can we help you?
By smuggling this in.
Honestly, Vadim, this isn't…
I'm telling you. This isn't our cup of tea.
-There. -Fuck.
I'm the one who's gonna use them.
I don't care what you think.
-We don't want to know. -I'm gonna give you my two cents.
-I want to help, but I won't touch kids. -Crap.
That was the wrong pocket.
Here. This is what I need.
Yeah, that's better.
All right. Plastic,
detonator, okay,
rope,
burrata?
Beretta.
Oh, Beretta.
Very bad handwriting.
It does look like it says "burrata"…
Vadim.
At the same time, he is blind. That's an accomplishment.
No. I'm not getting involved anymore.
I already can't sleep at night. I'm not gonna plan your escape.
Stop saying escape.
Do you want us to get shot?
We don't want to escape. Vadim wants to. Calm down.
We just need to get the stuff he needs.
Then he'll figure it out with his seeing friend.
His friend's a seer?
Like, he's got a crystal ball to tell him what time he can escape?
No, Ali, he sees with his eyes.
Let's see what's on this list.
Plastic…
I can stop by the hardware store, but what kind of plastic does he want?
-PVC, rubber? What's his deal? -Ali!
Ali, he means plastic explosive.
-Yeah. -I know. I was kidding.
Stop kidding around.
The supplier's address is at the bottom.
Detonator, bulletproof vests…
They'll never let us in the prison with this.
We know, Ali.
We're gonna sneak it in.
-Sneak it in? How? -Don't worry about that, Ali.
I'm on it.
Turkish delight My little Turkish delight
Turkish delight
Turkish delight at any time
Turkish delight…
Hold on. This is my favorite part.
This guitar solo.
Turkish delight of my--
Warden, this has 100 million views.
Yeah, okay. Great.
No, wait. Sorry, but…
I'm talking about Enrico Macias.
The man of the moment
coming to perform in prison. It'll be historic.
Yes, I said okay.
Oh, okay. Yes.
I thought…
I thought you might be a fan of his earlier work.
Not at all.
I'm just short on cultural activities this last semester.
So there. That works out for me.
For me too.
Here's what I wanted to show you.
What's that?
She's my clients' boss. I tracked her on a deal.
What's her name?
I don't know, but I guarantee she's the head honcho.
How do I know this isn't your baker?
Because she was with him.
Okay.
She's working with the Picard gang.
Then this is the real deal.
Okay, I'm gonna get special forces on it.
I want total immunity for my clients and their family.
And once they're out, new identities, etc.
I gave you my word.
Okay, I'll let you know as soon as we identify her.
We'll bring her in ASAP.
Oh, Catherine. Hi.
Hi.
Great news. The doctor just came by. Ludmila's doing a lot better.
Really?
That's great, Grandma.
Here. Look.
Three times five?
Fifteen.
Three times 15?
Forty-five.
Three times 45?
Enough. Don't be a pain in the ass. I'm fine.
Well done, Grandma.
When can you leave?
The doctor said I could go tomorrow.
-No. -Yes.
-Tomorrow? -Tomorrow!
-All right. -Back home tomorrow!
-Finally. -Back home tomorrow.
We missed you.
Okay, gentlemen. Keys, cellphones, belts.
What does he want from me?
Your belongings need to go through the machine. Instruments too.
Yeah? And the upright bass?
Do I have to saw it in half?
Hold on, Enrico. Could the instruments go through with us?
Good evening, gentlemen.
-I'm the warden. Welcome. -Good evening.
-Thanks. -Is this your first time in jail?
I hope it's the last, because I'm an honest man.
Listen, I'm sure. In any case, we're very happy to have you.
Thank you. This must not happen every day.
This is Ali, my assistant.
Manager.
Yeah, manager.
It's beeping.
Of course it's beeping. They're bass strings, not spaghetti!
Yeah, sorry. He's on edge with all the promos.
Yeah, I understand. Stop bothering Mr. Iglesias.
You don't have all day.
Come on. Let them through with their instruments.
-Thank you. -Thank you, Warden.
That's a lot of beeping though.
Jackass.
Gaston!
Gérard!
Joseph, Olivier, how are you?
-I'm happy to see you. -So are we.
-Gaston. -I'm glad.
-Thanks. -A pleasure.
How are you?
I didn't really understand why I had to come.
Ali insisted so much that it must be important to you.
Yes, it is important to us.
For all of us here.
And thank you for agreeing on such short notice.
Thanks a million.
Of course! Are you kidding?
After the show, I'm taking you out to dinner.
We'll get loubia couscous…
-That's gonna be complicated. -But we can't leave here.
Sorry. I completely forgot. That's right.
-You're caged like rabbits. -Rabbits.
To get your minds off things, come sing with me.
-No. No way. -We couldn't, Gaston.
Oh, how beautiful The girls of my country are!
Come on!
Oh, how beautiful The girls of my country are!
In their eyes the sun shines In the summer evenings
The sea plays with the sky there And makes them dream
-Ali? -Yeah?
Okay, go on.
Okay…
Shit.
God fucking damn it.
Which way was it?
Yeah. No big deal. Put it back. Like that.
-Hi. -Hey, how are you?
It's here.
Everything's there. I just checked.
Okay.
-Should I pack it up? -Yeah, go ahead.
Oh, how beautiful The girls of my country are!
Another one?
-One more! -They want one more.
Okay!
-I'm gonna get the maracas. -Great.
I'm gonna do a guitar solo.
-No. -Yeah, go on.
-Hurry up. My shift's almost over. -Yeah, thanks.
Okay.
All good? You have everything?
Yeah, okay. Everything's here.
There you go, Vadim.
This is the end.
You don't owe me, and I don't owe you.
I'm happy we found an arrangement.
All's well that ends well.
Now that Jaurès is dead,
I think we'll go our separate ways.
Thanks, Vadim. …to you and your family too.
I already told you ten times. How could I have known there was a mic?
Well, it doesn't matter. Next yard time, Senlis will kill us.
We have to escape with them.
What are you talking about? We won't make it ten days on the run.
What's the solution?
There is no solution.
The only solution is prayer.
We have to lay low and…
avoid Senlis. That's all we can do.
Yard time!
Senlis… I'm begging you.
Do what you want with us,
but leave my family on the outside out of it.
Shut up.
I don't give a shit about your family.
I'm not gonna risk 20 years to kill some worthless people.
However…
I haven't chosen who,
but I wouldn't be surprised if one of you suddenly died during yard time.
Take the phone back.
Hazans!
You have a visitor.
You're very lucky.
Very lucky.
How are you, Aïda?
Well…
-So? -I have good news.
I saw the prosecutor, and you're gonna get out soon.
Oh, yeah?
-That's great. When? -This afternoon?
No, this afternoon? It doesn't work like that.
Soon, like two or three months.
Yeah, well… fuck.
Are you serious?
You were looking at ten years.
You're getting out in two months, and you're pissed?
No, that's not it, Aïda. Thanks for everything.
Things are complicated in here right now.
-What? You're in trouble? -Yeah.
-No. -Yes, we are.
No, it's okay. I swear. We're doing fine.
Back to the main topic: the prosecutor.
How did you manage to do that?
Yeah, that. That's the part you're not gonna like.
Why?
I ratted out your boss.
What?
How did you rat out…
What do you mean?
You didn't want to tell me. Neither did Aure.
So I did a little investigating and found her. I know who it is.
Hold on. What are you talking about?
I was able to take her picture.
I gave it to the prosecutor in exchange for your freedom.
When did you take her picture?
The other day. I followed Aure
and I witnessed the deal with the Picard gang.
-No. -Fuck. Catherine.
What's going on?
Why did you do that? Why didn't you come and talk to us?
You didn't want to tell me.
So I did what I had to do to get you out. It's my job.
Actually, we're not gonna get out, Aïda. Fuck. That wasn't our boss.
-That was Catherine, Gérard's girlfriend. -No. You don't get it. I know what I saw.
I witnessed a deal, and I gave the prosecutor proof. I'm sure.
That was fucking staged.
It was staged.
That was Catherine.
She's not our real boss.
-No, but how-- -We had to set up a deal.
And since we couldn't do it, we sent Dad's girlfriend instead.
Oh, fuck.
-All right? -She couldn't have known.
Prosecutor? Aïda Benkikir.
Actually, I made a huge mistake.
And--
What?
How?
-What an idiot. -Stop it.
-I'm warning you. -Stop it.
If Catherine goes to prison, it won't end well.
-Listen. -I'm telling you.
Stop insulting her.
-Is that clear? -Yeah.
-Don't call her stupid. -Guys!
Senlis is there.
-She is an idiot. -Stop it.
Who asked her to stick her nose in our business?
-She's our lawyer. -So?
-It's normal for her to investigate. -Calm down.
-They're coming. -Pain in the ass.
For once, I had a normal relationship.
But Mr. Bird Killer here had to shit all over it.
You don't shit all over me?
-You fuck me over. -You're the one who fucks me over.
-Shut up! -You shut up!
Shut up, asshole. You're no better than he is.
Don't talk to me like that. I'm not your dog.
I'll talk how I want.
This is a family matter. Stay out of it.
-Okay? -Fucking jerk.
-Oh, yeah? -A fucking jerk.
-Take that! -Fuck!
Don't hit me!
-I'm not eight! I'm sick of your face! -Shut up!
Fucking idiots!
Fucking pain in the ass.
Now they'll be sent to the hole.
I'm telling you, Dad.
Listen up. We're through! No more father and son.
I can't stand you anymore! You understand?
You're selfish!
You hear me?
The other one wants to go to Miami. Well, go! Get out of here!
Go to Miami! I don't give a fuck!
You hear that? I don't give a--
Stay with your psycho!
Your psycho!
Let me tell you something. You always blame me,
but you're the fuckers. You are!
In the end, you guys lost your minds.
Fuck! I got it everywhere!
You want to play that game? No worries.
No worries!
Come on, let's go.
This is weird.
I've never seen a detonator like this.
Don't worry. If they got it for us, it's good stuff.
Hook it up.
Okay.
-Are you sure? -Positive.
Wait. Why is this shit flashing?
I don't know.
We were able to identify her.
Her name is Pénélope Cavillan.
Dropped off the radar in 2010 in Mexico.
She's on Interpol's most-wanted list.
Catherine…
It can't be.
There is no Catherine.
You hooked a big fish.
She's linked to multiple cartels.
I shouldn't tell you this, but she's behind at least ten homicides.
And my clients?
I gave you my word.
I'll handle it. In two weeks, they'll be out.
It's gonna be weird to go home without the boys there.
Yeah, I can imagine.
I wonder what our lives will be like now.
I don't know, Grandma.
Should we go back to growing?
But this time, you'll use the right dose of potassium chloride.
No, I don't think we should grow anymore.
Why? You want to get back together with that cop?
No. That's also over, I think.
Hold on.
Yeah, Aïda?
Yeah, have you heard from the guys? I can't reach them.
No. They're not picking up?
No.
Listen, we need to meet up. It's better not to talk over the phone.
-Can you meet at République now? -Yeah, what's wrong?
I'd rather speak face-to-face.
Okay, on my way.
What's going on?
-Are you okay? -Catherine, hey!
You scared me.
-How are you? What are you up to? -I was in the neighborhood.
-Hello. -Hello.
What's going on?
No, nothing. It was Aïda.
She was a little weird.
-I'm sure it's no big deal. -Yeah.
Thanks for your support and cookies, Catherine.
You're welcome.
I'm so relieved you're doing better.
It's so lovely to see a woman your age with so much spirit and energy.
See you later, Catherine.
-Yes, see you soon. -Good day. Keep in touch.
"A woman your age." Does she want my fist in her face?
Grandma.
Ali!
Oh, my Ali!
Ludmila!
How are you?
-Fine, honey. -Feeling all right?
Sorry, I couldn't find parking.
What are you doing?
Grandma!
Be gentle with Grandma!
Come on.
You're getting out of here.
What do you mean?
Your cell blew up last night.
Someone tried to murder you.
You three were lucky to be in the hole.
Your blind buddy and his friend are dead.
It can't be.
Get ready. We're transferring you to a prison for vulnerable prisoners.
Come on. I'll wait out here.
POLICE
What's with the funeral face?
We're vulnerable prisoners. We're headed straight to VIP quarters.
There they have PlayStation, phones, billiards…
I don't give a fuck about that.
-I want to see my kids again. -You will.
-When? -There. They have apartments for families.
What?
They can come by for three, four days, with a yard, barbecue.
It's like a vacation home.
You couldn't even do that in Paris.
-You sure? -One hundred percent.
-That's dope. -Yeah, it is.
-Are you sure? -I am.
And above all, there's no Senlis.
There are only high-end crooks. Okay?
Bankers, politicians…
Only big fish.
I think there'll be business opportunities there.
Yeah, right.
I'm telling you. We spend three months relaxing there, and we're out.
That's the end of the nightmare.
And my Catherine? Did you think about her?
She could be in custody now.
Dad, she's a nice lady.
I think they'll quickly realize she's not involved.
Nothing can happen to her.
What the fuck?
What's going on?
Shots!
-Guard, what's going on? -Get down!
-We're gonna die! Fuck! -No!
What?
Open your mouths so your eardrums don't blow!
What? Our mouths?
Open your mouths!