Justice doesn't exist in the underworld.
The Fury doesn't serve justice.
She punishes.
The only law in the underworld is the law of retaliation.
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.
And the whole body for a betrayal.
He who disobeys, pays his pound of flesh.
A criminal lives and dies for honor.
And there's nothing honorable about being in a cage.
Imprisonment is the weapon of the weak.
A weapon unworthy of the underworld.
Better death than prison.
Yet, it was to the confines of a cell that Selma condemned her brother.
Locked away in here for 20 years, in secret.
Will he recognize me?
Will he even want to see me?
What will I say to him?
Something like…
Hello.
I'm Lyna.
Your daughter.
Hello, my love.
-Do you want to-- -You want--
-Go on, I-- -Oh no--
It's not easy, huh?
What's the best way to get to know each other?
Asking, uh, "What's your absolute favorite meal?"
"Favorite soccer team?"
"Favorite ice cream flavor?"
Pizza, PSG, pistachio. The three Ps.
Same here.
Like father, like daughter.
And, um,
I had… I had a bunch of questions, but my mind is just…
We'll take our time.
Lots of catching up, right?
Mm.
You were as tall as that stool last time we met.
I haven't grown much since, apparently.
No, but you've changed.
You look a lot like your mom.
Forgive me.
I've been here for too damn long.
-Forgot how to be human. -Mm.
-I got carried away. -Huh.
I sent a photo to the Guerrabs'.
To me, really?
The last one I had.
They never mentioned?
I can't be mad at them.
I can.
The way you just tilted your head,
its oval shape,
even that little mole on your nose.
That's her.
All of it.
Except for that.
Even as a kid, you were a daredevil. You had to fall down to see if it hurt.
But you'd always get up again.
Tell me about you.
I show up here with a bunch of things to tell you
so you'll know who I am, you know?
Turns out I don't even know where to begin. It's so stupid.
From the beginning, my love.
Tell me what you did last week. We'll see where it takes us.
Oh man, last week?
It wasn't the best.
7 DAYS EARLIER
Dating a cop? Really?
Your grandma woulda had a heart attack.
Yeah, Selma also wasn't happy about it.
Did she let him live?
Mm-hmm.
What was he doing in jail? He's not a dirty cop, is he?
No.
Mm, he's in trouble because he fell in love with me.
Men close to The Fury always have a bit of a hard time, you know?
But I tried to protect Elie.
TO LYNA: WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR? FOR HIM TO GET STABBED, BITCH?
Thomas?
Thomas, I'm home.
Okay, okay, don't yell. I'm here, I'm here.
You're all dressed up, what's gotten into you?
You look cute.
My birthday was three weeks ago.
-What's going on? -Nothing special.
Nice, she took her shoes off before stepping on the parquet floor.
-Shhh. -I like that. Who is this girl?
-Is she a stranger you picked up? -Cut it out. You're annoying.
-She's a stranger? -Yeah, but I didn't pick her up.
In fact, she picked me up.
-Can I see her? -No, no, don't start.
-What? The detective stuff? -No, worse, the big sister stuff.
-Fine, sounds good. No interrogation. -No interrogation.
-I'll just have a little look. -Wait! Stop! Wait!
It…
Hello.
I helped myself.
Lyna, this is my annoying big sister.
Sis, this is Lyna, my lifesaver.
Showing up at a cop's house is not reasonable.
At all.
But hey, that's a compliment.
No one too reasonable changes the world.
-Why did he say-- -"My lifesaver"?
Yeah. I walk out of class, I see my bike, and it's completely stripped.
No seat, no wheels, it was pretty much gone.
At least the bike lock was there.
Where are the police when you need them?
That's when Lyna showed up.
With her car.
A sporty, powerful, amazing car.
You didn't think that was weird?
You looked so lost.
I felt bad for him.
And then we just hit it off.
Oh, I'm sorry, I…
Damn it.
Thomas is nice.
He went to get some ice.
Wine stains suck, but nothing like blood.
Move.
Your brother adores you, you know?
You're his hero.
He told me about your parents, so sad.
Then I remembered you're a real scumbag.
Okay, fine. Enough with your show of strength.
Elie?
He gets out. Innocent.
An unfortunate administrative error.
-It's not that simple. -It's not?
I'm going out tonight, with Thomas.
I get to choose where.
We might get back late,
and Thomas might not come back at all.
You okay?
I… I got a call from work.
Let's meet up another time.
Okay.
And did it work?
Yep.
Would you do it?
Her brother, would you do it? Would you go after him?
No. No, of course not.
Lyna.
Look at me.
Would you have done it?
Maybe, yeah.
I had to do something for Elie.
But I'm not like that, y'know? It's just…
It was the best move I could come up with.
And all I wanted was to go back to who I was before.
Say something, Elie, please.
-So you're involved in all this. -No questions, is that possible?
It wasn't a question.
If I'd asked the right questions when you got out of prison, we wouldn't be here.
What's that?
Did you get that when you went to see your mother?
Or from the guy with the tattoos?
I was an idiot.
I made bad decisions. I messed up, I know.
I thought that…
I don't know, that…
I was strong and didn't need anybody.
But I love you.
And I need you.
I don't know if this can work, but I need to believe it will.
Do you think it's still possible?
No questions, okay, but no more lies, Lyna, please.
♪ I've got it, don't you see? ♪
♪ I've got everything you need Our thing-- ♪
I like him.
You're lucky to have found him.
Your hands, come here.
You see this line here?
That's your fate line.
I was born without one.
So, when I turned 15, I took my father's razor,
and I drew this one.
To become the master of my fate.
You're on the outside,
but are you free?
If my heart stops beating…
…everything I know about the underworld gets out.
Quite the life insurance.
Yeah. That's what I thought too.
4 DAYS EARLIER
For a moment, I thought I could leave it all behind me.
You've been here for three days, and my kitchen's already a mess. You know what?
You love this mess, right?
-I love this mess. Coffee? -Yup.
You're still wearing that?
Of course I am. I told you to get one. But you wanted a mug.
Now you see me looking stylish and you're jealous.
Yeah.
Uh… well, I'm supposed to be off today.
Okay, I'll take care of it. Of course. Okay.
Duty calls, babe?
Just my boss being, uh, well, a boss.
A little background check, should be quick.
Watch out, your webcam is on.
LAST NAME - FIRST NAME - SEARCH
Oh hello, Big Brother. That's the guy's whole life.
Yeah, it's all in there.
So…
Let's see, we've got his
personal and criminal records, tax info, food allergies?
Yeah, the prison cafeteria files, that's why.
INCARCERATIONS
HAUTS DE SEINE PRISON PARIS LA SANTÉ PRISON
So, that's how you did it.
That's how you found me.
I knew you were out there somewhere.
I couldn't help it. I had to see you.
I'm sorry, you know?
You try to fix everything…
…and I screw it up, as usual.
But Dad…
I've done some bad things,
then you called me "Papa" and everything changed.
You know, I wanted a different life for us. A life of our own.
Far from the underworld, The Godfathers, my sister.
I made bad decisions.
But you, tell me more.
ORSO: ARE YOU OKAY?? WHERE ARE YOU?? I NEED TO TALK TO YOU
Yeah, well, that wasn't a very good decision.
Two guys at the same time?
Well, not at the same time.
-Let's say that's, um-- -That's what?
Not very smart?
-Horrible? -Human.
Give me your hands.
Before I was with your mother,
I was engaged, I was very much in love.
What made you choose her?
I didn't have to choose.
Kahina showed up and she swept everything away.
I didn't really have to choose either.
2 DAYS EARLIER
SURNAME: LE GALL FIRST NAME(S): NILS
It's Elie. Can you do me a favor?
An urgent ballistic analysis.
Thanks.
Adorable.
The odds of being hit by lightning are one in a million.
But I happened to be hit three times.
Love strikes, like lightning.
It's an accident that always leaves a mark.
I didn't come here to talk about poetry.
Yet, you came here and told me "Lyna ran away. I need you to hunt her like prey. "
An alexandrine couplet.
Betrayal is poetic in some way.
It's a weapon reserved for your closest relationships.
This ain't betrayal.
I wonder what your boss would say about that.
You don't betray friends, you save them from themselves.
And if you don't wanna be hit by lightning, stop having picnics outside.
And another thing. Some advice for you.
Don't fuck me over.
Mm.
The kid dies, and everyone's a winner.
After Orso,
I should've suspected he would come for me.
I didn't think he was capable of pulling a hit in the middle of Paris.
Maybe we should get some croissants too?
You know what? I'm not that hungry.
-Uh, can we have sugar? -No problem.
-You want some sugar? No? -No. Thanks.
Now we've got all these bookstores, coffee shops… Thank you, gentrification.
It's all changing, you know, so fast.
What the hell was that? Why did they come for me?
Not even a thank you?
You weren't protecting me, just your shitty little secrets.
Forty-eight beats per minute?
Well, that's not possible.
You're a nervous wreck, you're at least at 150.
Who could be at 48 BPM?
Oh, well, me.
How did…
You want me to explain how I hacked your watch?
It's gonna be long and boring, but, oh well. Okay, so the first step is--
Since when?
Two hours after your heroic departure, I'd say.
Yeah, give or take.
You could've been done with me and given Parques a free pass.
So, why did you let me live?
The world would be less interesting without you.
But for your own good and for mine, you're going away, very far. For good.
With time, training and experience, you would've made an excellent Fury.
Maybe even better than me, but that remains to be seen.
Here.
I'm gonna miss ya.
No!
You can't trust her.
Selma's moves are always deliberate.
She took risks for me. She had nothing to gain from it.
She definitely has something to gain from it.
Do you know something she doesn't?
Look at me.
If you tell her, you're dead.
Do you understand?
-Just think. Do you understand? -Stop!
I worry about you, that's all.
She does too.
It's a bit late for that.
It's her fault the Guerrabs are dead.
When they heard that Selma wanted to reclaim her heir,
they panicked.
They wanted a different future for you.
But no one can oppose The Fury.
Embezzling The Godfathers' money
and stealing the Bible of the Six for protection,
that was a means to get out of the underworld.
They must've partnered with the wrong person.
A traitor who decided to get rid of them.
I'm sorry,
but Selma's the one who set it all off.
Try to remember.
Besides Parques, what did you talk about?
Take care of yourself, kiddo, okay?
Promise?
It's far.
Yeah.
I don't even speak the language.
I'm sure you'll learn.
It could get tedious there, stay busy.
Hey. Forgetting something?
The message you found that night at Fehim's, what was it?
You see?
PLAN THE WEAPON DELIVERY. UNMARKED TRUCK. A1
I'm talking to you.
Um…
It was a delivery for The Duke.
After Fehim's archive,
this is where he'll be hitting next.
No.
This is where I'll kill him.
Okay, so she's going there.
And after that, who did she talk to?
Answer me, who did she talk to?
I don't know.
Something else happened, right?
Something you're not telling me.
-Where's my cell phone? -Here.
Give it to me, I have to call The Fixer.
MISSED CALL SURGEON HERPOUX - CLINIC - PAPOU
You shouldn't be here.
They're waiting for you for an operation, or an exam…
Give it to me.
Goodbye.
Your mother had that same look when she was hiding something from me.
That was all.
I mean it.
Did she gather a team? Prepare her counterattack?
-The Olympus, were they informed? -I don't know.
Yeah, probably.
But I had more important things to settle before I left.
Are you okay?
-Sorry, Elie, I-- -I'm writing a report, come on.
-No. -I didn't ask. That's our deal.
No questions, that's what you want.
We can leave, the two of us. Far away.
Look at you.
You have a gun on you?
I'm doing this for the Lyna I fell in love with.
Lyna!
I'm sorry!
Lyna!
You shouldn't have gone back to see him.
And you shouldn't have come here.
You should be far away.
I had to meet you before leaving.
I came here to meet my father and to say goodbye to him.
Your time's up, ma'am. It's over.
I still have an hour.
Lyna.
You should leave.
Come on.
Is this what you're looking for?
I've been thinking it over…
What are the chances that all the guards' uniforms are freshly washed the same day?
And that all the prisoners, except you, have brand new sneakers?
Your prison looks like a staged set, a charming mise-en-scène.
But there are some mistakes.
Small details.
There's another guy I met who likes mise-en-scènes.
Masks, spectacular entrances…
He hit me and then left me in the middle of a fire.
Even your guns are fake.
Lyna.
It wasn't meant to go this way.
You are my daughter, that's for sure.
So Darius embezzled The Godfathers' money for you?
And you killed him?
Yeah.
But that's a discussion we'll have another time.
Thanks to you, I'm one step ahead of Selma.
The Fury dies today.
Goodbye, my love.
She stays alive.
You guys are in deep shit, you hear me?
You don't realize it yet, but you are.
Come here!
I'm sick of this shitty town. Damn it.
Nothing ever happens.
Yep.
For sure.
Cell phone.
-Hm? -What?
What are you doing?
-Selma! Selma! -I don't have time.
I do not have time.
It's an ambush! Driss has been getting out of the prison! He's the masked man!
He knows you're waiting for him, he's coming to kill you.
Selma!
Damn it, can you hear me?
Scooter.
-Really? -Yeah, really.
Thanks!
Okay?
Now you get me?
Shhh.
Now you know who you belong to.