[indistinct shouting, chattering]
-[Olivier] Where is he? -[Gérard] I don't know.
He's not here.
[Gérard tuts]
-Shit, he's there. -Where?
-He's coming over. -Let's get out of here.
Wait.
[Joseph] 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.
[different voice] Hi. I'm André.
You can call me Dédé. Dédé the Deranged. That's what my friends call me.
[Joseph laughing]
[inhales deeply] And what's your name?
-Vadim. -Oh, Vadim?
Like Roger Vadim?
[Joseph laughing]
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.
You can call me Hit Man.
Hit Man the Deranged to my friends.
[Joseph laughing]
-Get lost. -Oh, hey, hey.
Take a chill pill.
-What are you in for? Tell me. -None of your business. Scram.
-Come on. Throw me a bone. -I said get out of here!
[moaning in pain] Fuck!
[Joseph moaning]
[shouting] 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.
A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES
♪ Family ♪
♪ Business ♪
Honestly, it's fine.
Huh?
He doesn't seem chatty.
Yeah, Vadim's a boss. He's not the chatty type.
If he finds out we're here, you think he'll 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.
[knocking, door opens]
-Gentlemen. -[to himself] 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.
[Joseph] Fuck.
[menacing music playing]
Hey.
Careful.
See you later.
[door closes, locks]
[in different voice] 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.
- [Gérard] 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.
Come here. Here's a chair for you.
Sit down if you want. Yeah. Go on.
Well, Vadim... [clears throat]
[inhales deeply]
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.
[Gérard] Whoa. Uh...
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. [in Russian] Asshole bastards.
Vadim, honestly, I'm gonna tell you the truth.
I want to help you, but we can't escape. It's impossible.
[Vadim] In that case,
I'll tell Senlis you killed Jaurès.
[Gérard] Well, we can't escape... That's...
That's a figure of speech.
We've already done it.
-[Joseph] Hmm. -The problem is...
How can we help you?
By smuggling this in.
[menacing music playing]
Oh, wow. Uh...
Honestly, Vadim, this isn't...
I'm telling you. This isn't our cup of tea.
-There. -Oh, fuck.
I'm the one who's gonna use them.
I don't care what you think.
-We don't want to know. -I'll give you my opinion.
-I want to help you, but not with kids. -[Vadim] Crap.
-Wrong pocket. -[Joseph] Oh.
Here. This is what I need.
-[Gérard sighs] -Yeah, that's better.
[Joseph] All right. Plastic,
detonator, okay,
rope...
A buratta?
[Vadim] Beretta.
Oh, Beretta.
[mumbling]
Very bad handwriting.
Uh...
It does look like it says "buratta"...
Vadim.
Well, he is blind. That's an accomplishment.
[inhales deeply]
No. I'm not getting involved anymore.
I can't sleep. 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'll figure it out with his seeing friend.
He has a friend who's a seer?
His friend has a crystal ball and will tell him what time to escape?
No, Ali, he sees with his eyes.
[in Arabic] Jackass.
Let's see what's on this list.
[Ali sighs]
Plastic, uh...
I can stop by the hardware store. What kind of plastic?
-PVC, rubber? What's his deal? -Ali!
Ali, he means plastic explosive.
-[Ali chuckles] -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? -[Gérard] Don't worry about that, Ali.
I'm on it.
[French music playing]
♪ Turkish delight My little Turkish delight ♪
-[Gérard laughing] -♪ Turkish delight ♪
♪ Turkish delight at any time ♪
♪ Turkish delight... ♪
Hey, hey, hey. Hold on. This is my favorite part.
This guitar solo.
-♪ Turkish delight-- ♪ -[music stops]
Hey! Warden, this has 100 million views.
Yeah, okay. Great.
No, wait. Sorry, but...
I'm talking about Enrico Macias.
That means the big star right now
will do a concert in prison. It'll be historic.
Yes, I said okay.
Oh, okay. Yes.
I thought... Ah. [chuckles]
I thought you might be a fan of his earlier work.
-Not at all. -Ah.
I'm just short on cultural activities this last semester.
So there. That works out for me.
-For me too. [laughing] -[warden] Oh.
[mumbling]
[Aïda] 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'll get special forces on it.
I want immunity for my clients and their family.
And when 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.
[indistinct chatter]
[Aure] Oh, Catherine. Hi.
Oh, hi.
Great news. The doctor just came by. Ludmila's doing a lot better.
Really?
That's great, Grandma.
[Catherine] Here. Look.
Three times five?
Fifteen.
[chuckles] Three times 15?
-Forty-five. -[Catherine chuckles]
Three times 45?
Enough. You're a pain in the ass. I'm okay.
[Aure chuckles] Well done, Grandma.
When can you leave?
The doctor said I could go tomorrow.
-No. -[Ludmila] Yes.
-Tomorrow? -[Ludmila] Tomorrow!
-All right. -[Ludmila] Back home tomorrow!
-[Aure] Oh, finally! -[Ludmila] Back home tomorrow.
[Aure kisses] We missed you.
[man] 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?
[Ali] Hold on, Enrico. Could the instruments go through with us?
-Uh... -Good evening, gentlemen.
-I'm the warden. Welcome. -Good evening.
-Thanks. -Is this your first time in jail?
Uh... 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. [chuckles]
This is Ali, my assistant.
Uh... Manager.
-Yeah, manager. -[loud beeping]
It's beeping.
Of course it's beeping, jackass. 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.
[loud beeping]
-That's a lot of beeping though. -[Ali] Hmm?
Goodbye.
[testing instruments]
Ah, thanks.
[indistinct chatter]
[testing instruments]
[guitar strings being plucked]
[Gérard] Gaston!
-Gérard! -[Gérard] Yes!
Joseph, Olivier, how are you?
-I'm happy to see you. -So are we.
-Gaston. -I'm glad.
-Thanks. A pleasure. -How are you?
[Enrico tuts] Ah... 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 the right way.
Ba-ba-ba...
-That's gonna be complicated. -But we can't leave here.
Sorry. I completely forgot. That's right.
-You're caged up 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! ♪
[man] Come on!
[all singing] ♪ Laï, laï, laï ♪
♪ Oh, how beautiful The girls of my country are! ♪
♪ Laï, laï, laï. Hey! ♪
♪ Hey! Hey! Hey! ♪
♪ In their eyes the sun shines In the summer evenings ♪
[all] ♪ Hey! ♪
♪ The sea plays with the sky there And makes them dream ♪
[all] ♪ Hey! ♪
-Ali? -Yeah?
Okay, go on.
[singing continues in distance]
[gasps] Okay...
[breathing heavily, mumbling]
Shit.
God fucking damn it.
[breathing heavily]
Which way was it?
[mumbling quietly]
Yeah. No big deal. Put it back. Like that.
-[indistinct chatter] -[Ali] Hey, hey.
-[man] Hi. -Hey, how are you?
It's here.
[Ali] Everything's there. I just checked.
[Vadim] Okay.
-Should I pack it up? -Yeah, you can.
[all singing] ♪ Oh, how beautiful The girls of my country are! ♪
♪ Laï, laï, laï ♪
[cheering]
[Joseph and crowd] One more!
Another one?
They want one more.
One more! One more!
Okay!
-I'm gonna get the maracas. -[Joseph] Great.
I'm gonna do a guitar solo.
-[plays chord] -[crowd exclaims]
[plucking strings]
[Joseph] Mmm!
[all] Olé!
[in Spanish] ♪ I have a girl... ♪
-No. -[Enrico] Yeah, go on.
[Joseph pretending to sing in Spanish]
[laughter, cheering]
[Joseph pretending to sing in Spanish]
[cheering]
[Joseph pretending to sing in Spanish]
[all] Olé!
[Joseph pretending to sing in Spanish]
[cheering]
[all] Olé!
-Hurry. My shift's almost over. -[Gérard] Thanks.
Okay.
All good? You have everything?
-Yeah. Everything's here. -Good.
There you go, Vadim.
This is the end.
[in Russian] Yes, yes, Gérard.
-[Gérard mumbles] -This is the end.
[Joseph pretending to sing in Spanish]
[Vadim through speaker] You don't owe me and I don't owe you.
[music stops]
[Vadim] I knew we could work something out and it'd all work out.
Now that Jaurès is dead...
I think we'll go our separate ways.
-[Vadim speaking Russian] - ♪ Oh! ♪
-[in Russian] Spaciba, druk. - ♪ Oh! ♪
[Gérard] Thanks, Vadim. Druk to you and your family too.
[Vadim] Okay, let's go.
[mic feedback]
[indistinct chattering]
[Joseph sighs]
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 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!
[menacing music playing]
[Olivier grunts]
[menacing music continues]
Ah... Uh...
Senlis... I'm begging you.
Do what you want with us,
but leave my family on the outside out of it.
[Senlis] Shut up.
I don't give a shit about your family.
I'm not gonna risk 20 years to kill some worthless people.
However... [inhales deepy]
...I haven't chosen who,
but I wouldn't be surprised if one of you suddenly died during yard time.
Take the phone back.
[guard] Hazans!
Visiting room.
Uh...
You're very lucky.
-Very lucky. -Come on.
[Olivier] How are you, Aïda? [clears throat]
Well...
-So? -I have good news.
-Oh. -Okay.
I saw the prosecutor, and you're gonna get out soon.
-[Gérard exclaims] -Oh, yeah?
-That's great. When? -This afternoon?
Uh... No, this afternoon? It doesn't work like that. [chuckles]
Soon, like two or three months.
-[tuts] Yeah, well... fuck. -[Olivier sighs]
-[Gérard moans] -Are you serious?
-Well... -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 prison 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 the main topic: the prosecutor.
How did you manage to do that?
Yeah, that. That's the part you're not gonna like.
-Why? -[Olivier] Meaning?
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 she is.
Hold on. What are you talking about?
I was able to take her picture.
I gave it to the prosecutor for your freedom.
When did you take her picture?
The other day. I followed Aure and saw the deal with the Picard gang.
[both gasp]
-[Joseph] No. -Oh 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. -[Gérard] Hmm.
-All right? -[Joseph] She couldn't have known.
Prosecutor? Aïda Benkikir.
Um... Actually, I made a huge mistake.
And--
What?
How?
[klaxon blaring]
-What an idiot. -Stop it.
-I'm warning you. -Stop it.
If Catherine goes to prison, it won't end well.
-[Gérard] I'm telling you. -[Joseph] Stop insulting her.
[Joseph] Clear? 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?
-Normal for her to investigate. -Calm down.
[Gérard] Pain in the ass.
For once, I had a normal relationship.
No, Mr. Bad-luck-bird 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 him.
-Don't talk to me like that. -[Gérard] 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! -[Olivier] Fuck!
[Gérard and Joseph shouting]
[guards shouting]
-Don't hit me! -[all shouting]
-I'm not eight! I'm sick of your face! -Shut up!
[Joseph and Gérard shouting]
[Olivier] Fucking idiots!
Fucking pain in the ass.
[Senlis sighs]
They're going to the hole too.
[door locking]
Hey! 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?
[exhales deeply]
[sighs]
The other 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 f--
Stay with your psycho!
Your psycho!
Let me tell you something. You always blame me,
but you're the fuckers. You are!
[urinating] In the end, you guys lost your minds.
Fuck! I got it everywhere!
You want to play that game? No worries.
[screams] No worries!
[Vadim] Let's go.
[man] This is weird.
I've never seen a detonator like this.
Don't worry. If they got us that, it's good gear.
Hook it up.
Okay.
-Are you sure? -Positive.
[beep]
[beeping]
Wait. Why is this shit flashing?
I don't know.
[man] We identified her.
Her name is Pénélope Cavillan.
Dropped off the radar in 2010 in Mexico.
She's on Interpol's most-wanted list.
[Aïda] Catherine...
It can't be.
There is no Catherine.
[inhales deeply] You hooked a big fish.
She's linked to multiple cartels.
I shouldn't tell you, but she's behind ten or so homicides.
-And for my clients? -[man] 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.
Yeah, I can imagine.
I wonder what our life 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 the cop?
[tuts] No. That's also over, I think.
-[cell phone ringing] -Hold on.
[Aure sniffs]
[cell phone ringing]
Yeah, Aïda?
Have you heard from the guys? I can't reach them.
No. They're not picking up?
[Aïda] 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. -[Ludmila] What's going on?
-[woman] Are you okay? -[Aure] Oh, 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.
[Catherine laughing]
See you later, Catherine.
-See you soon. -Good day. Keep in touch.
"A woman your age..." Does she want my fist in her face?
[laughing] Grandma.
Ali!
[Ludmila] Oh, my Ali!
Oh, Ludmila!
How are you?
-Fine, honey. -Feeling all right?
Sorry, I couldn't find a spot.
[brakes screeching]
[Ali] What are you doing?
[Aure] What are you doing?
Grandma!
[indistinct shouting]
[tires screeching]
[guard] Come on.
You're out of here.
What do you mean?
Your cell blew up last night.
Someone tried to murder you.
Huh?
You three were lucky to be in the hole.
Your blind buddy and his friend are dead.
Unbelievable.
[sighs]
Get ready. We're transferring you to a prison for vulnerable prisoners.
Come on. I'll wait out here.
[intriguing music playing]
[engine idling]
POLICE
[sirens wailing]
[Olivier] Why the long faces?
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. -[Olivier] Yeah, it is.
-You sure? -[Olivier] 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.
[Joseph] Yeah, right.
[Olivier] 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.
-[brakes screeching] -[crash]
[all shouting]
-What the fuck? -[Joseph] Hey!
What's going on?
-[brakes screeching] -[machine guns firing]
[dramatic music playing]
[shushes] Shots!
-[Joseph] Guard, what's going on? -Get down!
[gunfire]
-We're gonna die! Fuck! -No!
What?
Open your mouths. It's gonna blow!
What? Our mouths?
Open your mouths!
[all] Ah!
[beeping]
[all] Ah.
[all screaming]
[muffled shouting]
[gunfire]
[gunshots]
[high-pitched ringing]
[Joseph coughing]
[gunfire]
[indistinct shouting]
[coughing]
[panting]
[coughing]
[engine accelerating rapidly]
[coughing]
[Catherine exhales deeply]
[traditional French music playing]
[hip-hop beat drops]
Subtitle translation by Jonathan Hemming