Death for Sale Page #3
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- 2011
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the inspector?
Do it.
No? What d'you mean?
It's a job like any other.
I'd rather you worked
for the inspector.
It's obvious your friend Allal
is a bastard and chases girls.
Chases girls?
And I run after boys, right?
Here, 5 dirhams.
These are hard times.
OK, that's fine.
Listen carefully to what I tell you.
There's a lot of dope around,
but no buyers.
They arrested all the big shots.
I met with the growers
and I understand how things work.
They used to grumble
that they didn't earn enough.
Now, they'll sell
at any price.
This is our chance. We take it,
or live in poverty all our lives.
The Spanish are begging to buy.
It's a great plan.
We must get busy
while the big shots are in prison.
What d'you think?
What about contacts? Money?
To pay the boats,
the smugglers.
We haven't got what it takes.
It's all taken care of.
I've got a sure contact
with the Spanish.
The smugglers are in place.
Have you got
hidden treasure there?
The Spanish jeweller, behind the cinema.
Know it?
I've been casing it. I have a plan.
We'll do a hold-up
and sell off the jewellery.
That'll get us going.
That's a great mobile.
It's an MP4 player.
A different tone for each caller.
I immediately know who's calling.
Cretin. Get rid of that tone
or I'll beat the sh*t out of you.
I don't want that Christian's money.
Keep my share.
When he's in my sights,
take the money and I'll take care of him.
What?
Take the gems and
let me take vengeance.
What did he do to you?
Lots of things.
Palestine, Iraq, Andalusia.
Andalusia?
What's the f***ing connection?
What did they tell you?
I was an empty bin.
Just useless noise.
Praise be to God. - What?
You've gone all pious?
You want to kill an 80 year old?
I see you're a man now.
Those are my terms.
When do we do it?
No way!
If you want in, you can start
by shaving your beard.
Kill him? That's bullshit.
You want to make the headlines?
Take your share.
After, do whatever you want.
Give it to your Muslim brothers,
throw it away... but no killing.
Or I'll take care of you myself.
Hey, Soufiane!
Come back, you rotten kid!
Allal! Let's go back.
We can't see a thing.
We can't just leave him.
He'll die of cold.
Allal! I can't see a thing!
Don't leave me alone!
No... I don't believe it.
We open the door slowly.
Then we draw the shutter.
What about the people at the caf?
One of us will be at the caf
to create a diversion.
Nobody will notice us.
Where's Malik?
This is the second time he hasn't come.
He's with his whore.
Didn't you know?
They're living together. - Dounia?
He spent all his money on her.
She's one of the few
who were released.
Maybe she knows
someone in power.
Just my luck. Him with his whore
and you with your beard.
Why are you standing in my way?
Don't you want me to meet God
with a pure heart?
Let me do my duty.
Why do you defend that Christian?
Christian, Jew, Buddist, I don't care.
You can't kill him.
How much did they pay you?
This has no price.
in the name of God and do not persecute.
For God does not like persecutors.
Sh*t! You're way off track.
I thought you'd stopped smoking
and started praying.
But this is madness.
May God forgive you
and put you back on the right track.
This is bullshit!
Get in!
Kiss her.
Kiss her. - What do you mean?
Kiss her. - I just did.
Kiss her.
Get out!
What do you take me for?
Who do you think you are?
What d'you think I am, a pimp?
The hotel, your whore, money.
And no info?
I'm good to you,
but you've given me nothing.
No tips.
You'll see.
Dounia'll go back to jail.
Leave her alone.
I'm onto something.
Wait.
How can I be sure?
I give you my word.
You've got three days.
If you bring me nothing,
you'll see what happens.
Luckily, I'm a kind man.
If not, you'd be in a cell by now.
Listen... You've got three days
to pay the rent or you're out.
Get it?
If you want to change,
your clothes are here.
Trust isn't part of our vocabulary.
I thought everything would work out.
Now we're back to square one.
He wants a tip-off
or he'll cut off supplies.
He's right. If you want to be paid,
you have to work.
What's the deal?
I stalled. I said yes.
Being a snitch isn't my thing.
Allal's plan is a good one.
Except that Soufiane wants
to screw it up.
What should I do?
My head's about to explode.
You don't know
what other people are thinking.
Think about us.
We must stay together.
I've never trusted your friends.
It's back to square one?
You have to stop. Or you'll lose me.
Allal has always been there for me.
One day,
he saw I had a black eye,
so he threatened my uncle
with a knife.
He never hit me again.
I hated him even more.
A coward.
I never wanted to be like him.
But I'm a doormat.
People walk all over me.
Forget the inspector.
Don't steal, don't snitch.
They've reopened the Passarella.
I'll go to work for a day or two.
Stop it!
I'll take care of everything.
Don't worry.
I just want to be with you.
Do what you must,
but I don't want to lose you.
Don't leave me.
You know where I'd like to live?
In your eyes.
Kiss me.
Piss off!
The joint's covered in sand.
It's a summer joint.
The sand gives it a holiday flavour.
Even broke,
we're always on holiday.
And it'll stay that way.
But after the job, we won't be broke.
Soufiane... here.
I don't smoke anymore.
Go on, have a toke.
The beard didn't even suit you.
See how handsome you are.
How did you get involved with them?
Aren't we Muslims for you?
OK, we steal, we smoke, we drink.
But we fast and give alms.
One day, we'll start praying.
We'll have money, go to Mecca.
If we were bad guys,
we'd have thrown you out
with all your crap.
You have to be straight up
to deserve this job.
At least he comes to meetings.
Unlike you.
D'you spend all night screwing?
Yeah right, you're dating a whore.
Allal, don't call her a whore!
Don't call her a whore!
What did she do to you?
It's none of your business!
She's making you lose your senses!
You'd better not have told her.
What do you take me for?
Still awake, darling?
Your mobile was off again.
I wouldn't have heard it.
I was in a club.
Aren't you going to kiss me?
Where were you?
I was bored. I met my friends.
Your friends?
Who are your friends? Whores?
You've been out with whores again?
Are you doing tricks?
You couldn't resist?
You're calling me a whore?
F*ggot!
Stop it! What's going on here?
Let go of that!
What the hell's going on?
Any more of this
and I'll call the inspector.
He'll take care of you!
Go to bed, you.
It's all right.
I gave you everything, Malik.
the way I love you.
I've never been more scared
for someone
other than myself.
I can't take it anymore.
I'm exhausted.
Go away. Get out.
Go back to your friends.
I don't want this love anymore.
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