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He wants to show the challenger that he's calling the shots.
He must find a way to win. Bastien has no other choice.
It'll either be a KO or a submission,
but he must give it his all, right now.
We're in the last minute of the third round.
We didn't think we'd make it this far.
Now it's all about striking, and he's taking control.
And there it is, a little low kick, a jab. It's nonstop between these two.
And the challenger, Bastien, takes a hit.
Okay, they're sizing each other up. This is the last minute.
The challenger must go for the belt.
We can see how focused Bastien is. His eyes are intense.
Another beautiful jab. We can feel how focused he is.
He'll give it his all.
-Come on, destroy him! -Enzo!
-Come on! Don't give up!
-Enzo! -Dad!
Enzo!
-Dad! -No!
He's not okay. We need the doctor. Doctor!
Let me go!
TO MY LATE HUSBAND TO MY BELOVED FATHER
What the fuck is he doing here?
No, Léo!
Get out of here!
I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.
Emma… Please…
-Get out of here! -Léo! Stop!
-Léo, stop! -Fuck…
Calm down.
-Calm down. -Get lost!
Go away.
Go away!
-What's with the knife? -Why Andalou?
-What are you doing? -And you?
TWO YEARS LATER PHOCAEAN CITY
Catch Andalou!
Captain Sarkissian, Captain Alaoui. What's going on?
Neighbors who live close by heard gunshots last night.
But since we've arrived, it's been quiet.
You haven't searched the area?
No. We were waiting for you.
Benoit, the big hall downstairs.
It looks like they had some fun.
Here, we have Karim Zouhair, Kylian Garbi, Moussa Ouattara.
And Andalou?
Their boss?
He's not here. But they took out his lieutenants, his entire network.
Wait. You know who's responsible for this massacre?
-I think so. -No.
No. Captain Alaoui is getting carried away.
Chief, it's their MO.
Done to make a statement. It's the Manchours.
Alaoui, you know you're chasing ghosts? We know your link to these guys.
-Shut up. -You shut up.
-You shut up! -Stop!
This is not the place.
Everyone knows they're back and subduing the neighborhoods.
They did Andalou in. That's clear, no?
Yes…
Two minutes, Your Honor.
Okay.
That's not possible.
Your Honor…
Vasseur is right.
How do you expect us to believe you on a hunch?
Be a good cop, find proof, witnesses, tangible facts.
Then I can help you.
Okay?
Yeah, okay.
Honestly, you and your diplomacy…
Oh, you shut up too.
Come on, let's head back.
Wait, I think I'll need a drink.
I can't. I promised my girls I'd pick them up from school.
Okay, but give my goddaughter a hug.
And not the other one?
The other one too, but I prefer my goddaughter.
Fine, see you.
-Hello? -Kenza…
-I have to see you. Right away. -Wait, is there a problem?
I have to see you, I said. Alone!
Léo?
What's going on?
I'm in deep shit. I'm in really deep shit.
What did you do?
Andalou and his guys at the warehouse…
I was there. I saw everything. I know who took them out.
Was it the Manchours?
Yes. But they saw me.
Fuck, if they find me, I'm dead. For real.
Fuck.
-What are you doing? -I said "alone."
They're not with me. Hey, guys!
I'm a cop. Stay there, please.
-Stop! -Wait, Léo. Hey!
Léo!
Léo. Listen to me.
Hey! Léo!
Start it up!
Shit.
-No! -Dad!
You,
you,
you, you,
and you.
Here you go. Thank you.
Thank you, sir.
Emma?
Hi, Bastien.
You're not easy to find, huh?
Your coach wasn't even sure I'd find you here.
A real recluse's life.
Is this how you punish yourself?
Why are you here?
After the fight, I lost my way.
I wasn't well.
I didn't take care of him.
And I didn't see it coming.
What happened?
Six months ago, he went to Marseille to see his cousin.
He started living with him.
I know he started to deal,
and a few days ago, I received this.
Mom, it's me. I'm in deep shit. You've got to help me.
-Léo! -Get me out of there, I'm begging you.
Léo, they're here!
I've heard nothing since then. His phone is off.
Did you go to the cops?
Of course I did. What do you think?
I immediately went to the station. They told me they'd look into it…
I know they don't give a shit. One more or one less small-time dealer…
But it's been five days!
I want you to look for him.
I have his cousin's address.
His name's Hugo. He lives in a block in downtown Marseille.
He pleads ignorance to me,
-but he'll talk to you. -Emma…
You owe him!
You took his father. You have a debt.
Léo was very sick when he was little.
I went on a pilgrimage and prayed to the Virgin.
She saved my kid.
So this Black Virgin
will bring you good luck.
I'll pray.
And you'll bring back my kid.
Huh? You'll bring back my son.
Promise me that.
-Who's that? -Who's that?
He looks like a mix between Ghost Rider and…
-He's a cop. -I don't think so.
What's up, guys?
What's your name?
Dylan.
Do you live here?
Yeah, I live here. I was born here, in building B.
Okay, Dylan, building B, you see that bike behind me?
It's dear to me. Nobody gets close to it, nobody touches it.
If it's not here when I get back, it's on you. Got it?
Got it.
-He's pissed. -That guy's crazy.
He's a lunatic.
Hugo? Léo?
Police, hands against the wall.
Fuck.
Spread your legs.
Why are you here?
Looking for Léo, Léo Prince. I thought I'd find him here.
What do you want?
His mom sent me. She's worried. She received a chilling message.
She said he was staying here, at his cousin Hugo's place.
Stay against the wall, don't move.
-What are you looking for? -Stay there.
-Against the wall. -Okay.
How do I know you're a cop?
If I weren't a cop, you'd be dead.
-Hugo? -Yeah, Hugo.
Yeah, he got beat up badly, the poor guy.
They grabbed him, hit him, and smashed his head.
There was blood everywhere. I think he's in the hospital.
-So you saw everything? -Oh no, I wasn't there.
You don't know what hospital he's in?
In the ambulance, they said Clairval, no?
No, I don't think so.
Clairval, yeah.
You're welcome!
You're a colossal idiot.
What do you want with Léo?
Is he your informant?
That's why he's in deep shit, right?
Tell me!
I don't even know who you are.
Well, let me explain.
Leave me alone, okay? This is a police matter.
Did you catch the kid?
Not yet.
Call the stooges.
Call them all!
Where are we with Andalou? Did he say where he put his merchandise?
That motherfucker won't talk.
Out of the way.
You're not looking so good, huh?
Andalou. We know you've just received 300 kilograms of weed.
As well as 10 kilograms of coke.
Don't try to fuck with us, brother.
Tell me where the stash is and this all ends.
Go fuck yourself.
-Give me the phone. -Go fuck yourself.
Look at your family.
Look.
Look, I said!
Look.
No, no, no!
-No… -How old's your little girl?
-Don't do that to them, no! -Huh?
Fifteen? Sixteen years old? Is that it?
So?
So!?
Okay…
The dope is at the autonomous port, warehouse 7, container 19.
There you go.
Send a team. I'll wait for the stooges for the kid.
ENTRANCE PARKING P1
RAMSAY HEALTH CLAIRVAL PRIVATE HOSPITAL
-What the hell are you doing here? -I was waiting for you.
They wouldn't let me see Léo's cousin.
-He's in the ICU. -What didn't you understand?
Like it or not, I'm going to look for Léo.
-I'm doing nothing illegal. -Yeah.
Seems not many of you are looking for him.
Okay, well, leave me your number. I'll keep you informed.
-Doesn't work for me. I wanna go with you. -Doesn't work for you? Are you serious?
It'll work how I want it to. This is a dangerous situation.
I don't need you. Leave me alone.
I made a promise to his mother. I'm going to bring back her son.
Why? Are you his dad?
It's complicated.
It's complicated? Keep your complications to yourself.
ENTRANCE A
I killed his father.
I was a professional MMA fighter.
Two years ago, during a fight, I killed his father.
I talk, you listen.
And I decide everything, okay?
WANTED NOTICE LÉO PRINCE
Post them everywhere.
Even in neighborhoods that aren't ours. The information needs to get out!
Oh, and 10k to whoever finds him.
The cop's looking for the kid too.
We need to put some pressure on her.
Hello, Hugo. My name's Kenza.
I'm a police inspector. I have some questions about your cousin Léo.
-He has second-degree burns. -Can you answer me?
They went through his knees with a screw-gun,
broke six fingers and four ribs.
And one of those punctured a lung.
They did this to find Léo?
Could you identify them?
They were wearing masks.
Okay.
Did you tell them where he was hiding?
I don't know where he is.
I told them that I didn't know.
I told them, but…
They kept going.
Do you know this girl?
Inaya.
I don't really know her.
I know her sister, Fatou.
Fatou?
She works at the Pop Club.
That's where we met them.
Okay.
Who are the guys who did this?
The Manchours.
They're nuts. They're capable of anything. They frighten everyone.
Stay here.
What the fuck are you doing here?
Nothing special. We came to see a friend.
We heard he had an accident… at home.
Yeah, it's unfortunate, but you know Marseille.
Things are tense at the moment. It's the heat.
It makes people irritable. They can do terrible things.
Be careful.
Are you threatening me?
Tell your bosses I'll never be afraid of them.
Fuck… You're a brave one.
That's right. Shut up. Get out of here.
Get out of here. Beat it!
Did you see that? Whatever she does, she'll always smell of kerosene.
By the way, say hello to your brother!
Stop, damn it! You'll kill them!
Call the police!
-It's okay. She's the police. -Are you okay?
-What do we do? -I don't know.
Have you completely lost it?
-They threatened me. -I don't want to hear it!
Your crusade against the Manchours is over.
I told you, Captain.
Shut up, Vasseur, shut up.
While we wait for the IGPN's conclusions, I want your gun and badge.
-No, I have an informant waiting-- -It's too late.
I warned you more than once.
I can do nothing for you now.
You'll keep me posted?
I can't do that anymore.
What?
-You no longer believe me? -Of course I believe you.
I also think Canistra's right.
You're out of control, banging your head against the wall. I don't want…
I can't lose my job.
Sorry.
Okay.
Wait, Kenza, you need to take a breather, to get some…
Fucking hell.
Fuck. This is not a good time.
I just need the info the kid gave you at the hospital.
Get off my ass. I just got suspended. I said this wasn't a good time.
Sorry. All the more reason, no? You've got nothing more to lose.
He mentioned a nightclub called Pop Club.
Apparently, Léo's girlfriend's sister works there. Her name is Fatou.
Thank you.
Wait.
The bouncers are short-tempered. I'm coming with you.
Haven't you been suspended?
Fuck them.
What's your deal with the Manchours? Why did you lose it like that?
That's none of your business.
But you're right about Léo. He is my informant.
He witnessed a murder.
He wanted to tell me about it, but got spooked and ran away.
-Now the Manchours are looking for him. -Who says they haven't found him?
Their tactics at the hospital. They're scared I'll find him first.
So, he must be alive and hiding somewhere.
We must find him before they do.
Find this son of a bitch. I'm counting on you. Understood?
It's for the Manchours. He ratted us out and got us into trouble.
We need him tonight.
Go, go, go!
Fuck, there are so many of them. They're putting up posters of me all over.
-Are you sure? -I swear, I saw them.
-Twelve at least. -Calm down.
Calm down.
Everything's fine. Okay?
-Yes. -I'm here.
I'm scared.
Look at me.
It'll be all right, okay?
Don't worry.
Let me do the talking?
-Good evening. -Evening. What can I get you?
Fatou?
-Do we know each other? -No.
We want to talk to your sister. Where can we find her?
-I have nothing to say. -It's important.
Hey, let… But let go of me!
-Hey, miss. -It'll only take a minute.
-No, no minute. -Let go of me.
-No, shut up and get out. -Let go of me.
We just want to talk.
-Eric, Philippe, Martin, issue at the bar. -No, there isn't.
Come on, out of the way!
Okay, he's had enough.
Okay, enough.
You're not so tough now.
Buffoon!
If we ever see your ugly faces here again,
you won't leave alive.
Come on.
See? I told you it's worth working here.
We made that moron howl.
You okay?
Hey, answer me.
Hey, sir? Are you okay?
Seriously, don't get involved.
Shit, he's bleeding.
Fuck. What are you doing?
Wait, what are you doing? You're going to get beat up.
Fuck.
Eric!
Don't you get it?
Philippe!
Fatou.
No!
We just want to talk to you.
Fatou!
It's him! Please!
That poor guy flew!
Are you okay?
Go, please. Beat him up, dammit!
He's crazy!
He won't get away with this.
Fatou.
Don't be scared. We just want to talk, please.
Get out of my club, or I'll blow your head off!
Don't worry.
Breathe. Hey.
Calm down.
Breathe. We don't want to hurt you, okay?
For your sister's sake, listen to me.
Trust me.
They're staying at her mom's, who's in her home country at the moment.
-You're not worried she'll warn them? -No, she understands we want to help.
Fuck.
What is it?
The apartment's in a bad place.
He's in Frais-Vallon. A neighborhood where cops can't go.
That's good. We're not cops.
Yeah, like no one will notice you.
Forget about it. The lookouts will spot us right away.
Not at night. We have to go tomorrow morning.
Here. You need to clean yourself up.
The view's nice.
It comes with the price of the place. Take off your shirt.
Damn.
What is it?
Nothing. They just really messed you up.
-It's okay, I've had worse. -Here.
Thanks.
You, uh…
-Did you get hurt when you fought? -Yeah.
And you always wanted to do that?
MMA?
It was always a part of my life.
I loved it.
I trained every day.
Hard.
To become the best.
-No alcohol, no smoking dope. -No women?
Yeah.
A few, anyway.
-Oh yeah? -Yeah.
And overnight…
I gave it all up.
No more plans.
Not even to save the kid whose father you killed?
-What? -Nothing.
Go ahead. What?
You live alone?
Yeah, I live alone, at the moment.
And who's that?
That's my brother.
Cool.
I must tell you something.
I've got beef with the Manchours. That's why I went berserk earlier.
My brother and I grew up in the same neighborhood as them.
My brother was a community outreach worker.
When the Manchours set up shop, he really pissed them off.
One night, they took him, tied him to a chair, and burned him alive.
They filmed it and sent me the video. That's how I found out.
After that, they disappeared. Until about a year ago, I think.
I'm really sorry.
With all they do, there's no way to bust them?
No, never. They're ghosts.
I'm the only one who thinks they've come back.
When we were little, they recruited guys who were crazy.
-Psychos? -Psychos, yeah.
But they're clever. They're always one step ahead.
Of the other networks too. They're building an empire in Marseille.
But I'll get them.
I know it.
Thanks.
-Feeling better? -Yeah.
Wait, what are you doing?
Today, I beat up two guys, got suspended, shot a guy in the face with a Flash-Ball,
and tomorrow we might get killed.
So, right now, I want to relax.
I want to fuck.
Wait.
Who said I wanted to?
You don't want to?
What's all of this?
What? Are we in a movie now?
We want to offer you a truce.
What did you say?
Peace.
Go ahead, continue.
We'll leave your network and turf alone.
No more war.
And in exchange?
It's simple.
Now that we've got Andalou's merchandise, everything goes through us, brother.
Everything?
Yeah, everything.
Hash, cocaine,
speed.
Everything.
Your neighborhood is yours.
Except that the merchandise you sell will be ours.
Explain just one thing to me. Why would I hustle for you?
So, Mourad, we calling this truce or what?
She's completely lost her mind.
Who is she?
Fatou, one of my waitresses.
-I want her in my office in an hour. -Okay.
-And ID the guy who kicked their asses. -Yes, sir.
And you, find Alaoui.
Yes, sir.
It's here, seventh floor.
-Hello. -Hello.
I'm Chief Canistra, thank you for coming. We wanted to talk to you about last night.
It's here.
I can hear noise, they're here.
Léo, it's Kenza. Open up, please.
-Kenza. -Are you okay?
Yeah.
What's he doing here?
She's gonna start a fucking war.
Guys!
All available intervention teams go immediately to Frais-Vallon.
-All teams? -Yeah.
-Let's go. -Everyone
-Hurry up. -Come on, guys.
-Come on! -Do you have the keys?
Come on, let's go.
-Tell me you have good news. -I know where the kid is.
-No, I won't do it! -Let's go, we gotta hurry.
I'm not going anywhere with that bastard!
Inaya, is that it?
Can you go pack up some things?
-I understand your anger. -No, you don't.
Yes, I do. But this is not the time.
Once we're out of here, if you want, we'll talk.
If not, I'll disappear. No problem. But we have to go.
I don't even know why I'm talking to you!
Hey, think about your girlfriend. Look how scared she is.
Okay, let's go.
Wait.
At the end, over there! Spread out!
This way, come on.
Come on.
-Take them. -Wait, come.
Take them, go!
Come on, let's go.
-Police! -Police!
Don't move! Out of the way!
Let me see your hands!
You okay?
-Shit, that was close! -For real, yeah, seriously.
Inaya!
You okay?
A colleague of mine will take you somewhere safe, okay?
Okay.
It'll be alright.
Captain! In my office.
Sarkissian too.
Wait for me by the chairs? I'll be back.
Go ahead.
Alaoui, is stirring up shit your hobby?
They're witnesses who helped me on the case.
You're suspended. Don't you understand?
Mind your own fucking business.
Stop! You're pissing me off. Speak properly in my office.
Now, explain yourself.
You okay?
My mom gave you that?
She said it would bring me luck. That I'd find you thanks to it.
If you want, I can return it to you.
No.
Keep it.
I wanted to say…
I saw what you did today.
You took risks. You didn't have to.
And I thank you.
But I'll never forgive you.
Ever.
I didn't do it for forgiveness.
I did it because…
When I said I understood how you felt, you didn't believe me.
And I get it, that's normal.
But I know exactly how you feel.
I was exactly your age when my dad died.
It filled me with rage.
I was angry at everyone.
I stopped going to school.
I did a lot of stupid things.
I was fighting all the time.
Sound familiar?
That anger hurts, doesn't it?
It tears you apart.
I'm sorry I brought that into your life.
Will it end someday?
No.
It'll always be part of our DNA.
But you can transform it.
If you meet the right people, you can turn it into a strength.
That's what happened to me.
I met the right people and…
it helped me live with it.
To calm me down.
Alright. It's all settled.
She explained everything to me. I'll call the judge. It'll be alright.
-Take his statement. -And me?
-Observer. -Okay.
Will you follow us?
You'll have to tell me the rest.
How you dealt with the anger.
I'm interested.
Once you're done here, if it's okay, I'll take you back to your mom.
What?
Wait, but the kid mustn't talk.
Deal with it however you want, but he mustn't talk.
Wait, you think you have a choice here?
Whoa! You should have thought of that before taking our money!
Before snorting our cocaine and fucking our whores!
If I go down, you go down with me!
Son of a bitch!
They'll get him out of Marseille.
No one leaves Marseille.
Tell us what you saw at the factory.
Go ahead.
Yes, Emma, I found him.
Everything's fine. He's safe.
We're at the police station.
They're questioning him because he saw things he shouldn't have.
No, I'm not with him,
but I told him I'd take him home as soon as he's done.
Yes?
Got it.
Shots fired in Sébastopol Square. Damien, let's go.
Yes, hello?
Okay, got it.
Hicham, get ready.
We're being dispatched. And put your vest on.
Come on, move.
Move.
Assault with a knife…
A few weeks ago, I started getting close to some guys from Andalou's crew.
I even started working for them.
A few days ago, I overheard some conversations.
They were talking about a meeting, a…
a big thing with their contact.
As I was new in the gang, they didn't invite me.
But I wanted to get some intel.
So I went there.
Why? I never asked you to do something that dangerous.
I know, I was being an idiot.
Well, anyway, forget it.
Mr. Andalou.
How are you? We came all this way. I hope this is worth it.
It's worth it, don't worry. Follow me inside.
When I went in, the Manchours had already subdued Andalou's men.
So, Andalou, what do you think?
The lives of your men or the location of your merchandise.
I'd rather die, Abdel.
Oh, yeah?
Don't touch him!
-Let him go! -Shut up!
It was a trap from the beginning, organized by Andalou's contact.
-Let him go! -Shut up!
-Let me go! -Here, your cash.
Who was this contact?
You betrayed us?
I don't know. He was far away. He was wearing a cap.
Son of a bitch! You dirty rat!
Then one of Andalou's men got angry when he realized he had sold them all out.
-Look at me, son of a bitch! -Someone's mad.
Then, the leader of the Manchours…
You have hotheads, Andalou.
…lost it.
Know what I do to hotheads?
Do you know?!
Catch them!
I want both of them!
So, you saw with your very own eyes Abdel Manchour slit a man's throat?
Yeah.
Léo.
When we saw each other,
why did you freak out when you saw the cops?
Yeah?
Okay. Come on, we're being dispatched.
-Got it. -Take your bulletproof vest.
What's going on? Where is everyone?
I don't know.
Why did you freak out?
Was it because of the guy with the cap?
I already heard Andalou talk about him.
Trust me. Go on.
They call him "the cop."
A mole?
A fucking mole.
What?
You think it's me?
Really?
Benoit!
Stop! What are you doing?
I'm sorry. I don't have a choice.
I have to kill him. You don't know what they're capable of.
What's that?
Let's go, come on!
Come!
They're coming for the kid.
The emergency exit. Come.
Come on.
Stay here.
Great to see you too, Alaoui!
How long has it been? Ten years? Fifteen years?
Do you feel screwed or what?
-Alaoui! -Kenza, come.
Come on.
Don't be afraid. Hey!
Come see daddy. Come.
Come here. You're gonna help me out.
Turn around.
Fucking bitch!
Open the door!
Don't piss me off, Alaoui!
Don't piss me off!
Give me the kid and I swear to you this all stops.
You know me!
My word is my bond!
Give me the kid and this all stops!
Open! Open, for fuck's sake, open!
Fucking bitch!
Open the door!
-Vasseur? -And you?
-Is that you? You're dead! -Take it.
He's not there.
Where the fuck are they?
Kenza!
Take it off him.
Snitch.
I'm here.
You're not so tough now. I'm gonna pulverize you.
You know what? If I had a match, I'd burn you like your fucking brother.
Bastien…
It's over.
It's over now.
What is it?
You're enjoying this.
Well, how could I not?
What will you do, now it's all over?
I'll have to see.
Maybe find myself a new project nearby.
Subtitle translation by: Joseph Riopelle