L.627 Page #6
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- Year:
- 1992
- 145 min
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- Sure, Lefort. Piss.
Promoted?
Soon.
The pastis?
Just fine.
Who won the soccer game?
- Marseilles. 4-2.
- So life's beautiful.
Perfect.
I picked up the bike helmet.
Very discreet.
Who's the mug next door?
Some evildoer
with smack and fake papers.
I'll question him.
It's being handled!
Had a late night?
No, an early morning.
Unlike some.
Sure it was good...
But it's over now.
30 minus the bag...
That makes 28.
It's nothing to do with Albert.
It's just me.
I've had it.
We can stay friends.
Really! You guys are all alike!
You take it personally.
I've known Albert for 10 years.
Albert is Albert.
I can't answer that. I'm not alone.
I told you already.
Want me to say it in Chinese?
You have no rights on me.
But l'm not alone.
Seals, anyone?
It's positive.
Quit riding me.
We type the report first.
Someone have carbons?
Hang on.
Here are some new ones.
- My mom filched them.
- Thank your mom.
Thanks, mom.
We only ordered carbons
two months ago.
Only two.
Here's 60 grams minus the sh*t
for our cousins.
Normal.
Take a break! You'll never change.
Oh, come on!
O.K. I'm wearing jeans
and a light blue shirt. Happy now?.
A lace G-string.
No, white.
Is that Longuet?
Secret liaison.
Cut it out.
I promise.
I broke up with Pierre.
- Congrats!
- No, that's tough!
It's good.
Lace G-strings?
And l'm real sexy in them.
It's true.
- Seeing is believing.
- I've seen.
The goddam line's always busy!
Why f*** around with his papers?
They're fake.
And lmmigration is always busy.
I'll try an outside line.
Still not a line free!
Dial-a-Screw.
I do what l can.
I'll make you eat your sh*t spray.
Hands off! l'm your chief.
Your porn calls use up
our phone lines.
Did you siphon the tank
on my scooter?
My spray's a real stinker!
Thirdly... You're with me?
The sum of $2,500
in denominations of 50s.
Need a hand?
No, thanks. We're nearly done.
Floral arrangements?
You must want the Ministry.
We only grow pot here.
...$800 in 20s...
Not so fast!
Who's up for the lead
Ccile gave me?
Are you crazy?
We just wrapped up an affair.
It's just to tail him.
We knowyou.
We'll wind up with 15 arrests.
We can't blowthis chance.
I have a union meeting tonight.
Five of us will do.
We can have pasta
at my place first.
I'd like to, but Antoine and l
have a cousin to see.
Make an effort, Looping.
Tired of my pasta already?
Can l have a glass of wine?
We have complaints
about the barbecue.
I'll take two.
And the new car
we were promised?
Well, look...
We've been paying for a fax line
without a machine, so your car...
My dad always said:
"Stop showing off."
That's all l heard
when l was growing up.
So:
l'm undercover.Those barbecue cinders still burn.
- I warned you.
- Shut up!
You blew on 'em...
right into my eyes!
Think he'll show?.
It's already 1 a.m.
Well, Lulu?
Roger, Manu.
We wait until 3 a.m.
Dodo. A taxi's
coming your way.
Roger.
That's not our plate number.
Roger. Over.
After high school, l took exams.
It was that or the electric company.
I'm anti-nuclear.
Still schmoosing?
I talk even when l give head.
Roger.
Real nice.
It's Malika's 7th client!
You can't count. It's her 7th.
He must make 10 grand.
Maybe, but his hotel room
only costs a quarter.
This way he can f*** to Muzak.
How about some tear gas
for fun?
What's he up to?
Look at the c*nt!
What the f***?...
Cut the crap!
Lulu! A taxi is unloading a hooker.
That's our man! Take him.
I'll type so you can eat
your sandwich.
for $800.
He's making this sh*t up.
You didn't earn all that
in one night.
OK, so l fleeced him.
Call this number.
A colleague of yours.
At this hour?
Just try.
His home number's on the back.
He's signaling for a right turn.
Take over, Antoine.
Put your headlights on.
He's turning right.
I'll make a U-turn
and stay behind Dodo.
He's stopping.
The girl's getting out.
He supplies how many?
About twenty.
I'll tail him.
OK. Roger.
He's off again.
Hey, you bozos, don't lose him.
You're tailing him.
Right turn.
I go straight, mate.
Roger. I'll take him.
Sh*t, he's going left.
So he's not a Socialist.
He's stopping.
I'm parking.
I'll go ahead.
We've got it!
34 rue Ambroise Croizat.
Who's that?
My wife.
You again! You must like it.
There you are!
It's about time!
I'm not paid for this.
- I'm Marguet.
- Saintonge.
What kind of sh*t did she pull?
She ripped off a client for $800.
OK, l did.
But part of that's my earnings!
Calm down. This isn't my unit.
He can have his bread, not mine!
I took $500 off that prick!
Don't listen to the slut!
Let's do this
in a quiet orderly fashion.
First:
you did enjoythe slut in question.
He couldn't even get it up!
That's enough, Ccile!
Second:
pending litigation,the sum will be held under seal.
You'll be summoned.
Filing a complaint?
- Do l have to?
- Oh, yes.
- Because l'm married.
- So what?
The chief says it's okay.
I can transfer the file to you.
I really appreciate it.
Thanks for calling me.
Time for a coffee?
No, too much work, fella.
Let's go...
big girl.
Just a minute. I'm not finished.
Wear loafers.
Not in the cage!
Want me to invite you home?
Why not?
Look at that crowd!
Get off my back, Ccile!
Come on.
I bet on Marseilles but they lost.
Tough luck, Lefort.
Will this do?
Nice place.
You work here?
Even in my worst temp job,
l never typed on relics like these.
No electric typewriters?
Against regulations.
- Why?
- Because of the strikes.
You can strike?
Power strikes, dummy.
Aren't you wasting your time on me?
Who knows?
All l do is f*** up.
I make promises,
then l backslide.
Some day, you'll f*** up too bad
for me to help.
I never gave you a thing.
We never even made love.
Oh, that...
It's better this way.
I can't stop.
Maybe l'm too weak.
But l've seen so many croak.
I've been to more funerals
than weddings.
Remember when we first met?
I got busted and you saw me stash
my sh*t behind a radiator.
Why didn't you say anything?
So you'd take it on the way out.
With your phone number on the bag.
That's howwe get informers.
Bastard.
It wasn't just that, was it?
It wasn't just that.
I see.
Don't mind me.
Why not use the trailer?
It's roomier.
What time is it?
Almost nine, pops.
There was a message for you.
Urgent.
Get up, Ccile.
When was this?
How do l know?.
It's you?
I'm a pal of Willy's.
He hung up.
Try to trace it!
Three of us will go.
It's an emergency.
- A cousin?
- A good one.
Can l wash up?
We're no hotel.
I'm not talking to you.
What nerve!
You heard the chief.
Don't clean up too much.
Come on. You can't stay here.
It's not what you think.
I knowwhat l see.
You didn't see a thing!
"Where windows clean people".
Nine letters.
I knowthat one:
"Racetrack".Who's up for a game of Risk?
We've got an emergency.
So do we.
I get it, guys. Stick to routine.
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