[dramatic music playing]
[woman over PA] This Sunday, tramways 92 and 94 are suspended due to...
[continues indistinctly]
- [riders chattering] - [woman] Of course. Friend of a friend...
- [officer] He's coming. - No one move.
Do nothing until he gets down here.
You good?
What is it?
Nothing.
There's no fence. The cops are waiting downstairs.
What do you mean?
They have my family.
You give up the girl?
No, they want you and the diamonds.
[officer] He's taking out his phone.
[cell phone rings]
Hello.
[Mehdi] Listen to me and do exactly as I say.
We've been made. There's cops all around you.
Don't move, I'm coming to get you.
You hear me? Liana, don't move. I'm coming.
- [officer] They're on the move. -[Laurence] The girl too. Get ready.
Fuck!
[horn blows]
[panting]
Shit!
[officer] Belhadj is coming.
[panting]
[Laurence] Go! Go! Go! Don't let them leave!
Liana, you all right?
- [Tony] You're coming with us. - [man] Hey!
[officer] Stop! Don't move!
Get on the ground! Put the gun down! Drop the gun! Drop the gun!
[men and women screaming]
[officer] They have a hostage.
- Go on, beat it. - Okay.
[Mehdi] I found this place when we were in the trailer.
We'll stay here for a while.
You did good back there, by the way. I'm proud of you.
Can I ask you a favor?
I have to go see Nahel.
- I need to talk to him. - No, bad idea. Just give him a call.
Come on.
Okay. Give me the diamonds.
I'll be quick.
[metal clangs]
What a dump, man.
[cell phone ringing]
That's the cops, isn't it?
What do they have on us?
Blood.
Yours and mine, all over Chris' lab.
And they know we killed him when we stole the diamonds.
[cell phone rings]
Shit, that's her.
That goddamn cop who busted me.
Give it to me.
Here, give it. I'll talk to her.
Hello. This is Mehdi.
I'll work with you.
But I want immunity for Tony, his family, and Liana.
For Liana, it's possible. She didn't kill anyone, but Tony is different.
We have things on him we can't just erase.
You mean the blood in the lab?
Any lawyer can explain that.
And as for the diamonds, he didn't do anything.
He was just helping me sell them.
It was all me.
Okay, so what do we do now?
I need three days.
Then I'll turn myself in.
And if I refuse?
I'm not negotiating. I'm telling you how it's gonna happen.
[taps phone]
[sniffles]
I didn't ask for that.
No, I'm asking you, Tony.
I won't leave your family in this shit.
I want your kids to grow up with their mother and father.
I want the girl to have a better life. You understand?
Those guys that caught us, they're part of the cartel Chris worked with.
It was their boss' son I wounded.
I'll find a way to make them fold.
We'll take care of it.
We have three days.
- [officer] Hello. - Hello, I'm looking--
It's so good to see you.
I was really surprised to get your message.
[Laurence] You good?
Mom told me you haven't slept at her place in three weeks.
You okay?
I'd been sleeping on her couch for nine months.
Not cool at my age.
Let's step out.
[lighter clicks]
[Laurence inhales, exhales]
How long you been seeing him?
Who?
[inhales] The asshole who hit you. You went back to his place, didn't you?
No, I didn't go back there.
- Isabelle, don't lie. There's no point. - I got my own place.
And like I said, I don't see him.
Even if I did, it's not your business.
Know what? [exhales]
On the bus, I was smiling like an idiot.
I was happy that my big sister actually wanted to see me.
You just wanted to remind me I'm a piece of shit.
No, I'm sorry. I didn't want that.
I wanted to see you because I'm on a complicated case.
And I'm afraid someone will come after you or Mom because of me.
I talked to her, and I needed to talk to you too.
Can I go? Is the interrogation over?
Isa, please, be careful.
I'm not a kid.
[knock on door]
[Liana] Kelly, it's me.
Come in.
He's awake?
- [Kelly] It's bad now. - What do you mean, bad?
Well, I talked to my friend who's a doctor,
and his leg has to be cut off.
- You shitting me? - Yes. [chuckles]
[sighs]
[chuckles] I didn't sleep. I'm fried.
It's Sunday, and I just need to chill.
[laughs] Is that your excuse for making shitty jokes?
[both laugh]
[Kelly] Go see him.
You okay?
I'm so sorry, Nahel.
[Nahel] For what?
For Shaïnez?
Modi?
Or my girlfriend?
Go away. I wanna be alone.
Liana.
You're the worst thing that ever happened to me.
[gasps] I'll come back later.
[sobbing]
[cell phone ringing]
We're not going to fight the cartel. We'll make them fold.
How are we gonna do that?
We hit them.
When they see that we can hurt them too,
that we're a threat to their business,
that's when we'll give everything back.
In exchange for a peace deal.
And what do we need for that?
There a problem?
We're gonna rob the cartel.
Show them that it's in their best interest to just leave us be.
- And if they don't see that? - They'll still wanna kill us.
You got a plan?
No, but we're not gonna be able to do it alone.
Who do you have in mind?
Saber Djebli.
He has contacts and info.
I don't give a shit. You realize what you're asking?
I'm asking you to own your choices. It was you who wanted to stay.
At your age, I wasn't brave enough to do what you're doing for Nahel.
But if you want it to work, you have to follow through, swallow your anger,
and think about him.
Why would he help us anyway?
They killed his cousin.
They want him dead.
We have a common enemy.
He's gonna tip us off tomorrow.
[Almeida in Spanish] Valeria, find a way to put pressure on the captain.
I want her to give us her info on Belhadj.
[steam hissing]
[sizzling]
- [in English] Carlos. - Fuck!
[in Flemish] Boys, get out.
[in English] You get out.
We'll talk.
- [in Flemish] Why are you here? - Better ask yourself how I found you.
For the last time, why are you here?
I wanna off those cartel bastards.
And I want your help.
Why would I help you?
You haven't had work since Chris died,
but you're still moving coke at the port.
Risking your life for peanuts.
And your family's too.
Leave them out of it!
Okay, sorry.
This is our turf right here.
If we don't work,
then they can't work either.
[Carlos] Mm-hmm.
What's your plan?
I want you to tell me everything you know about the cartel.
The drugs, the money,
the guys who work for them here.
[machinery whirring]
[Almeida in English] Remind me. How many dockers does your union represent?
Ninety percent of the guys who work at the port are with me.
The rest are basically just crumbs.
Chris never used to meet my guys.
Can I ask what you wanna see him for?
The guy is going to be carrying a ton of coke for me.
Isn't that a good enough reason?
Welcome, have a seat.
You know who I am?
No.
Ah, well, I know who you are.
Your last arrest was in 2017, right?
Yeah, I got three years and got out.
Out in two and a half years.
Good behavior. That's normal.
The only thing is you should have gotten more than three years.
Why do you say that?
How much did they arrest you with?
A hundred... grams.
[chuckles]
A kilo isn't a hundred grams.
It's a thousand grams.
You were arrested with a thousand grams of coke.
The police don't know about the ton arriving now.
But I need to know.
Are you still their informant?
Just as I thought.
[grunts]
We'll replace him.
One of my guys will drive the truck.
I'll let you take care of his body.
Got the info I asked for?
I got more than that.
That cartel guy Almeida.
He's running the port of Antwerp until they replace Chris.
Which means what?
Which means he kept part of Chris' crew,
but he's supervising it all.
The money's going back to Caracas, and the coke's coming here.
There'll be a delivery?
Hmm. A ton, tomorrow.
[Mehdi] How does it work with the money?
He goes back twice a month in a private jet.
In between trips, he keeps it in a warehouse near Brussels.
That's what we have to hit, the cash.
I'm not sure.
It's not the money we should hit. It's the coke.
Fuck! You really wanna jack the coke for this guy?
Remind you of something?
Hey, you know what? Grow a pair. Do your own dirty work for once.
It's best if we team up. Trust me. I don't need you to get the coke.
Yeah, right. Idiot.
- Hold on, we'll talk. - Hmm.
What's wrong?
I don't trust him at all.
Yeah, I don't trust him either.
He'll fuck us over.
If you don't need us, you can take the coke alone.
We'll take care of the cash.
Okay, we'll take both.
All three. We'll take the coke, the cash,
and someone important to their network.
So they understand that we can come after them too.
You want someone big?
Let's do the guy who takes the coke from the port.
Where is this guy?
He's the head of the biggest dockers' union.
But he's also a partner in a nightclub. The Mirano.
He goes there every night.
Okay, I'll take care of him.
Let's wait for the dope, then hit all three at once.
I'll send you the location of the warehouse and a picture of the guy.
If you need more info, you can call me.
Mm-hmm.
[exhales]
[cell phone rings]
Hello. Can you please put my wife on the phone?
[Laurence] You really think you can ask me that?
You'll talk to her when I get Mehdi Belhadj.
I haven't talked to them in two days. I just need two minutes.
Please, let me talk to them.
All right, listen, you criminal piece of shit. I'm in charge here.
So you'll talk to your wife when I get what I want. Got it?
Belhadj wanted three days. He has two left.
Make sure he gives himself up, or you can say goodbye to your family.
[sighs] He's busting my balls.
[sighs]
[children laughing]
ARCHIVIST AT LAWSON & ASSOCIATES
- ["What You Like" by Logic1000 playing] -♪ Twenty-four-hour service ♪
♪ Now that you are mine ♪
[chattering]
♪ In my mind, mind ♪
♪ No, I need you all the time ♪
♪ Twenty-four-hour service ♪
♪ Now that you are mine... ♪
[Liana] Fuck, Mehdi, I don't really feel right.
You look fine.
♪ Take your time ♪
♪ Baby, it's what you like ♪
♪ In your mind ♪
♪ It's kind of what I'm like ♪
♪ Take your time ♪
♪ Baby, it's what you like... ♪
[dancers shouting]
[music continues]
[Mehdi] See that man next to the bald guy?
- Yeah. - [Mehdi] That's him.
How do we do him and the money at the same time?
Today, we're casing it. Tomorrow, you'll find a team.
Tony and I take care of the money. Saber, the coke.
And you take care of him.
[woman panting] I'm begging you.
[panting]
[grunting]
[gasping]
[groans]
[whimpering]
[knife clicks]
[Valeria] Listen carefully.
You explain to your sister that your pretty smile is a message
from the Los Soles cartel.
- She should forget Mehdi Belhadj. - [gasping]
Or next time, we'll send your head in a box.
- [slashes] - [screaming]
[exhales] Fine. Who's the guy?
We're going for the guy who runs the Mirano nightclub.
- How much? - Five grand.
For real, five grand?
Yo, why not use me?
- 'Cause you got a tag, girl. - [clicks tongue] All right.
When they tagged me, I had a swollen ankle.
So it's a little loose.
[grunting]
If it comes off, why do you wear it?
Because it looks so cool.
Actually, I'm trying to keep a low profile.
But it's fine. What's your plan?
[Kelly] She doesn't have one.
She wants to go in the back and just walk up to the guy's table.
Tell her it sucks, please.
It's not the best.
We're not hitting a bank. It's just one guy.
Okay, let's say you cut off the alarm on the emergency door and pry it open.
And one security guy comes. What do you do?
Jump him.
Okay. See what I mean? It's shit.
She's got a point.
It's total shit.
Look, I know that club really well.
I just have to go in as a customer.
I open the exit door.
You're there waiting, strapped, and I bring your guy.
Nice and easy, no guns, no violence.
Sounds good. Her plan's definitely better than yours.
Forget it. She's not coming.
Okay, you know what? Do what you want. I don't give a fuck.
- [Dounia exhales] - I still need someone to drive.
- [Dounia] I got someone in mind. - A pilot?
A fucking pilot.
Don't worry. I'll reserve eight for you.
[Dounia] Excuse me, you know where Rayane is?
- Rayane? Over there at the back. - [man] What?
No, I can't. I'm already giving you a discount.
Hey, mechanic! Working hard, huh?
Hey, Dounia.
How you been?
- Not bad. - Your friend?
She explain?
Yeah. You're grabbing a guy, right?
You just stick to the driving.
- How much? - Five grand.
Hang on.
Five grand between Dounia and me or...
Five grand each.
Keep your phone close. I'll call you.
[exhales]
[woman sobbing]
Hey, hey, hey. Hey, hey, it's okay.
- [sniffles] - It's okay. It's okay.
Listen to me.
I'm here. I got you, baby, all right?
- It's okay. - [sobbing]
[door opens, closes]
For you.
[Laurence] They attacked my sister.
They disfigured her.
You know who?
The cartel. Los Soles.
I'm very sorry about this.
- Where is she? - She and my mother are both safe now.
But I should have listened to you.
Mehdi Belhadj works for the cartel.
They disfigured my sister so I'd leave him alone.
Don't let them intimidate you.
You have to find the savages who did this to your sister.
But how?
I'll help you.
But to do that, I'll need to know what you have on Mehdi Belhadj.
I arrested Graziani four days ago.
Why doesn't that operation appear in the file?
Because he agreed to be an informant.
We erased the record of his arrest to protect his anonymity.
- We do that with all of our sources. - So he's out?
Did he tip you off about the operation at the subway station?
Yeah.
Mehdi Belhadj was meeting the girl there, Liana Kinsemi.
And they escaped.
And where's your informant at this point? With Belhadj?
Yes.
- Can he bring us there? - No. He knows he's an informant.
He offered to turn himself in in two days
in exchange for immunity for the girl and Tony Graziani's family.
His family?
That's how we flipped him, with his wife and kids.
We're keeping them under house arrest at a motel.
I'm going clubbing tonight.
Please, Kelly, not this again.
You need me, Liana.
[sighs]
Why won't you let me help?
'Cause I don't want anything to happen to you.
Like Shaïnez?
You loved her.
You've gotta stop feeling guilty.
She wanted to leave the coke.
You didn't kill her.
The only person responsible for her death is the guy who shot her.
No one else.
I'm coming tonight. And that's it.
I'm not asking permission.
You have no say.
I've gotta go to work.
[exhales]
The boss was looking for that Tramadol.
I covered for you, but it's too risky.
Don't worry. I'm gonna stop.
Okay. It's wrong, Kelly.
[Kelly sighs]
[Mehdi] You good?
You sure of your plan?
- No. - Good.
You shouldn't be sure of a plan.
Then what's the point of having one?
It's not the plan that's important. It's the preparation.
- Meaning? - It never goes as expected.
So the more you prepare, the better you can improvise.
- Take care of yourself, okay? - Okay.
If you're not feeling it, leave, forget the whole thing.
Okay.
Get ready. We leave in five minutes.
[dance music playing]
[chattering]
The music is sick here.
But the way these bitches look...
[dance music playing]
Hey, you alone? Let me buy you a drink.
I'm okay, thanks.
Come on, it's on me.
- I'm good, thanks. I'm good. Get off! - Come on, I'm a nice guy.
[phone camera clicks]
[cell phone chimes]
- [dance music playing] - [chattering]
I'm going.
[Dounia exhales]
[dance music playing]
[lighter clicking]
- [loud click] - [man gags]
[dance music playing]
How do I look?
Amazing!
If anything happens though, you get out.
Okay.
[men shouting]
[grunts]
[panting]
[man] Stop!
[Carlos in Flemish] Yeah, the coke is here.
[dance music playing]
[man shouts in English] Fuck!
- [Mehdi] Where's the money? - [shouts]
- [Mehdi] Where is it? - [shouts]
[groaning]
[groaning stops]
[siren wailing]
[in Flemish] Customs officers. It's off.
[Carlos] What now?
Tell them not to move.
[Carlos] What?
[tense music playing]
- ["Control" playing, in English] -♪ Can't control my body ♪
♪ Can't control my mind ♪
♪ Can't control my body ♪
♪ Can't control myself... ♪
Fuck!
- This way. It's cool here. - Oh.
[docker] Huh?
[gasps]
♪ Can't control my mind... ♪
[panting]
♪ Like I control my body... ♪
[groans]
[exhales]
- [gunshot] - [grunts]
- [man in Flemish] Almost there. - [in English] Hold on.
[in Flemish] At the warehouse in two minutes.
[in English] You find the money. I'm going back.
There's more on the way.
[in Flemish] We should bail.
We're not here for the coke.
What?
We're here to make sure they seize it.
I don't want anyone to make a single euro off that coke.
I want it to burn.
And for them to know it was me.
[man] Okay, arriving.
What do you want?
War.
I want war.
[dramatic music playing]
[in English] Stop it.
[dance music playing]
- Let yourself go. - Stop it!
- [dance music playing] - [cheering]
[grunting]
[Kelly] Stop!
- [grunts] - [shouts] Come here, you!
- [panting] Ha! - Let go of me! Let go!
- [dance music playing] - [clamoring]
[Kelly grunts]
- Don't fight it, damn it! Slut! - [grunts]
How's it going?
All good. I found the dough.
Coming.
GANGLANDS
[theme music playing]