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- How did I forget that?

- I'm so sorry.

Usually, at the Ritz, I'm in the Royal.

- I apologize.

- Only doing your job, Jacques.

- How are you?

- I'm fine.

And the wife?

I just need the card back.

It's that way.

Of course, I forgot.

Allow me to make it up to you.

- Something to nibble on?

- Sure, why not?

Something to drink, too.

I am so sorry.

We're there.

I only have cents. Share it.

Goodbye.

Jesus!

Baby, back off!

You'd better change your tone.

Sorry.

- You find the room?

- I'm there.

Running late?

You're not alone?

I'll call you back.

James Loki.

Nice to meet you.

We go in?

You know how many cameras are in there?

Don't worry,

our courier's terrified.

He'll do anything we want.

And then...

Oh yeah.

No time to bundle them up.

Sorry.

Not checking?

Sure, of course.

- Miss Nadia?

- That's me.

They're not for me?

From Sam?

What a surprise.

Great, it's all there.

Thanks and see you around.

- What's wrong?

- Come on.

You're an expert or not?

So, check.

- I took a look.

- Check, I said!

No way?

Afternoon, sir.

This is crazy!

Magnificent, truly.

- It's pure...

- Diamond.

- They're diamonds.

- No kidding.

- 100 carats, more or less.

- 100 carats?

I'd say more like...

1,000?

At least 1,000!

Definitely. You're nobody's fool.

I was just testing you. There's more than that.

Add in the little ones,

there must be 1,253 carats. 54 maybe.

You're short.

- Short?

- My bonus is missing.

What bonus?

My bonus! 10 grand!

- That's all I was given.

- Shut it!

- I don't have any more.

- 100,000! The usual rate.

100,000 euros?

Of course.

Sorry. 100 grand just for carrying a case?

And the dress stays on?

You got it easy!

I kill myself for 1,300 gross a month.

Get real, toots, there's a recession!

Look at you, in your thrift store dress.

The store where less is more.

It's Gucci.

It's not Gucci, it's Mutchi.

They suckered you, sweetie.

But you won't make a sap out of me.

I won't pay you more, you're not worth more.

I don't work with amateurs.

Who are you, a**hole? You're not with Sphere.

Sure, I'm with Sphere.

- Let's see your tattoo.

- What tattoo?

Your tattoo.

No, my skin's too sensitive. Even the sun...

Spot the difference?

Deep down, Sam's a good guy.

He just needs shaking up now and then,

like us all.

My suit!

Cut that out, will you!

Sorry to interrupt,

this is Jacques at Reception.

Hi, Jacques.

We've had complaints about the noise.

- The noise?

- Yes, the noise.

Like fighting.

I'll be with you in a moment.

- Should I send security?

- No need.

- Rapist!

- We're consenting adults.

Spicing things up a bit.

My girlfriend's very playful.

A slight problem...

I'll hang up then.

If you don't mind.

Try to... I don't know...

No, don't try anything.

Do you have a suite?

On the same floor.

No hard feelings?

What's Sam up to? We're running pretty late.

A mystery! I love surprises.

Oh my God!

Sh*t!

That's not gonna do it.

He's taking too long.

Something's wrong.

What are you doing?

Hold on...

- Sam?

- What?

- Are you coming or what?

- I'm on my way.

What took you so long? Where are you?

In the hallway. Nadia, where are you?

In the limo with your buddy.

- Have you got it?

- Yeah, I've got it. Just wait.

What do you think we're doing?

Move it!

What limo? What buddy?

- Who do you mean?

- Your friend, Mr...

Loki!

He seems so cool!

And got a few bucks. Go into business with him.

Hold on...

He's not what you think! Get out of the car!

He's dangerous!

Don't listen to a word the bastard says!

- That's not nice.

- What did he say?

You bastard! Hand the phone back.

- She's having fun with me.

- Totally! Hurry, sweetie!

You better not hurt her, you f***er!

You f***er!

Sorry.

I got the case. Don't hurt her.

- Where're you at?

- What's he say?

I'll bring you the case. I'm leaving the hotel.

Your colleagues are outside.

- Who? My friends?

- Yeah, from Sphere.

- Stop! Hold on!

- Why?

Nadia's right, let's do business.

Mr. Loki!

- I need your card.

- Just a second.

What the hell's he doing?

This one?

That's right.

I give you the case,

not the guys in the van, right?

Well done, you're very sharp.

I thought you were a team. Why are you going solo?

The team's split up.

It's down to me,

alone, to deliver. And you're gonna help.

If I don't hand it over, what'll they do?

They'll kill me.

It's you...

or Nadia.

Time to choose.

Great!

If you wanna see her again, the Sacre Coeur, 9PM.

I'll call you back.

Come on, move your ass!

Get in.

Quick!

Over there!

Sh*t!

We lost him!

Bunch of losers!

Nadia's mom? Hello there.

Nice to speak to you.

I don't know why she doesn't call.

No, of course, we didn't forget the wedding.

Why'd we forget?

As soon as I see her, I'll get her to call.

Yes, goodbye.

Know what? You're dead.

You, your family and friends,

unless I get the case.

Got that?

Thank you very much.

He hung up on me!

It's gotta stop.

This has got to stop!

I feel a bit tipsy already.

Just a splash.

I'm tired, aren't you?

Who did that to you?

Who knocked you around?

Got him. He's at 10th district police station.

So, you figure they're real?

I don't know, I'm no expert. I guess they are

and that's why he kidnapped Nadia,

to get his diamonds back.

Right...

It's an emergency. Call in a SWAT team.

Technically,

SWAT teams aren't police units.

Who cares! His girlfriend's been kidnapped.

As we speak, she may be getting gang-raped.

You feeling OK?

Is that yours?

What's wrong with you guys?

I've told you 10 times. It's not ours.

That's why we brought it in.

The young lady says it's hers.

That's him!

The skinhead!

He attacked me!

Then the others joined in. It was horrible!

No way! You have to believe me!

She's the cause of all of this!

She had the jewels.

You gotta believe me, it's a trap!

This is mind-blowing! It's her!

What?

What?

What's wrong? What did I do?

You're worse than cancer.

I told you not to come.

To them, you're suspicious.

Why am I suspicious?

You're not blond with blue eyes.

Look who's talking.

Yeah, you can talk, smartass.

Next time, don't forget the Al-Qaeda hat.

Shut it, baldy!

At least I brought a brain.

- Do you need a ride?

- No, thanks.

Thank you.

See you.

Isn't your dad a cop?

Can't he help?

Your dad's in the police?

- Why didn't you call him?

- He's not in the police.

He's just a cop.

He's more Police Woman than Jack Bauer,

otherwise...

You'd have called him?

Hey, dad.

Yeah, it's dad.

You been here long?

Police Woman?

I could have said

Kojak or Ironside.

It's mean.

It's pretty mean.

Lucky we were there, Louise.

What about my bonus?

Your bonus?

You should be glad you're alive.

I want my damn bonus.

Isn't she sweet?

We're Backup. You want Accounts.

Get changed, you're a mess.

- Get out!

- Let go!

Get out!

Checking out your story will take hours.

We have to be in Montmartre

with the jewels in 2 hours.

Jewels you no longer have, my boy.

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