L.627 Page #5

Let's give it a try.

But he loves his job,

especially street work.

Go on, Antoine.

Do eou read me?

Works like a dream.

Even in the kitchen.

Come make yourself useful here.

My first car when l entered service

was a pink Talbot Horizon.

Pink?

Shocking pink.

We called them "Pinkies."

They stood out all over town.

Even two-bit punks used to rag us.

It was the big parade.

Mine was bile-green.

How could we work in those?

I remember doing a house call once.

The plaintiff's at her window,

and suddenly she says:

"Funny! Police towing police!"

My car was towed off!

Everyone knew except them!

It drags. Can't you cut it more?

Even the priest looks bored.

All right. I'll cut it here.

Hows the bride?

Not bad. But look at her gown.

Must have been made from curtains.

Nowadays brides wear curtains.

For the reception music

I picked out two Muzak pieces.

No way! For $900

they get Wagner.

There he is!

You're nuts!

They know me here!

Quit whining! You chose the spot.

I swear, Lulu!

Get a load of this car!

Honest truth!

Why not write "Police" on it?

The dirt?

- Who's that?

- Antoine.

Can l talk freely?

Go ahead!

Hi, Antoine!

Drive! They'll spot me!

Spill it or split!

Honest truth, it's a cinch!

A guy's due in town

tomorrowwith 50 grams.

With a phony l.D.

I sold it to him.

Knowwhere? When?

Sure l know!

7:
30 a.m.

Place des Ftes metro exit.

Want me to come along?

- You bet.

- Then l will.

Drive!

Antoine just called.

7:
30 a.m. A 50 gram affair.

7:
30 a.m.? Why so late?

Make an effort for once.

And who takes my kids to school?

Be like me. No family.

Stuff it!

Found the station wagon keys?

I might have known.

- Got my size?

- I've got all sizes.

Marc? lt's me.

You have the tapes?

Thursdae.

I need them nowl

Find a wae to get theml

Marie, it's all in wop talk.

I can't find my cuffs!

Prairie 101 to 104.

Rendezvous at Tango point.

On ourwae.

Prairie 106 to 101.

Go on local.

What's going on?

The ltalian's expecting

a big delivery

from a contact in the park.

Roger.

Set up a stakeout from the school.

- May l see your l.D. again?

- It'll be a pleasure.

Look, don't touch.

- You're local boys?

- Not really.

I have a nephew in the riot police.

He's from Auvergne.

No kidding! So we can go on up...

I'll ask the principal.

While we find a classroom.

Stay seated.

This is fine.

We have a great view of the park.

Roger.

High school was such a drag.

I enjoyed it.

My first dates and parties....

Stop or l'll cry.

Gentlemen!

Criminal lnvestigations.

We need your view.

What's your business?

Surveillance.

Some people in the park.

We won't be long.

Looping, l miss eou.

I was not notified.

This just came up.

We couldn't notify you.

A phone call never hurt anyone.

The wop's entering the park.

You've no business here!

Get out!

When we're good and ready.

Mr Martinot,

call the Precinct immediately!

You're a pain!

You pretend to look after kids,

but faced with reality,

you play the ostrich.

Your l.D.?

We showed it twice!

The way you dress...

We don't bust dealers in tuxedos.

See what it says?

"Free access".

So nowyou're going

to get off our backs!

I'm calling!

Go ahead!

Get lost!

Drop it! Dodo's got the wop!

Where's the other one?

He's not here.

You only went after the wop?

He's enough.

We wanted the supplier!

Dealer, supplier!

ln statistics it's the same thing!

F*** your statistics!

We lost a kilo!

The Ministry only sees one thing!

A 5 gram bag or a kilo bag

is still a bag!

We're attracting attention.

He wouldn't have come in the rain.

Sure. Then l'll go snail hunting.

Why the excess of zeal?

I want to be rich, get on TV!

You coming?

Pick you up at six?

See that?

- See what, schmuck?

- I'm on time.

Honest truth, it's a first.

That's a scoop. Disappear.

I sawthe guy. Waiting in a bar.

We can nail them both in one go.

Are you crazy?

lf you do that l'm a dead man!

Calm down!

Just nab the delivery boy and basta.

Okay. Disappear.

Just the delivery boy.

Will this do here?

Perfect.

Prairie 101 to 105.

Roger. Are you on the scene?

Almost. Switch to local.

Hi, gang. There eou are...

Got the cousin?

Affirmative. He's here.

Antoine will go on foot.

We're taking up positions.

Got ants in your pants?

There he is! That's him!

The one in the jeans outfit.

Honest truth, it's him!

You're sure?

Attention, everyone.

It's the creep in the jean jacket,

moving away from the phone booth.

Coming toward us.

What are they up to?

Watch out for razors, Antoine.

He looks vicious.

Youjoin me. Don't f*** up.

Driver's license in the name of

Amrani. First name: Miloud.

Laminated l.D. Same name.

As for change...

Your l.D.'s a fake.

A fake?

The photo was added.

The photo wasn't added.

Nothing but hassles in France.

Who asked you to come?

You're the hassle.

So shut up and drop your pants.

Go on, go on!

Your shoes.

What's this?

That's my savings.

You said you didn't work.

How much?

About $2,500.

That's twice my pay!

I'll count again.

We don't have all day.

Shut up, Wonder Woman.

The briefs now!

Bend over and cough!

Don't play modest

because of her.

Now crouch down.

Lean over and cough.

You've got some funny beasties

tucked away. Get up.

Find the gentleman well hung?

Arab c*cks don't turn me on.

You're a thrifty fellow.

We've got it all now.

So, Miloud, how about it?

The hell with your fake l.D.

Just give us your supplier.

I have nothing to say.

I didn't knowwhat it was.

I found it in the metro.

Found all this in the metro?

No, that's my savings.

Your savings?

Get up, Miloud! Take a look!

There!

Look! You see her?

You see her? Look again!

What d'you see?

She's dying

while you count your bills.

Calm down!

Go have a coffee!

Did you hurt yourself?

Yes.

Why the hysteria?

Beating an Arab like that...

There are no Arabs, only dealers!

Yellow, white, black,

only goddam dealers!

Go type your report.

See? Saving doesn't pay.

Get off my ass, Vincent!

I don't get it! When you arrived,

l thought we'd make a good team,

that l'd learn.

So learn! We bust a guy

carrying at least 50 grams...

and we try to get

his supplier's name.

- By beating him up.

- Why not?

What'd they teach you?

To ask politely?

Or threaten to expel him?

He'll just come back

with another fake l.D.

Like half our arrests!

It's not normal.

Not normal.

What's normal?

Nymphets hustling for a fix?

Dealers who sell plaster

as sh*t to clients

and get off scot-free

because "Plaster is non-toxic"?

The junkie who ODs - that's normal.

Bush patrol, girls?

Get lost!

So what do we book him for?

Lay off me with your rules!

Want results? Forget the law!

No cash, no equipment...

We just make do!

Anyway, that's enough.

We do what we have to.

You think l like beating Arabs?

Or that l vote Le Pen? Go ahead.

I just want to do myjob!

Me too.

But we don't see eye to eye.

I'm changing offices.

Change your profession.

- Can l piss now?.

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