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he and his 15%?

Of course, what do you think?

No.

I didn't tell him to f*** himself.

I had no choice.

Without the Americans, we are nothing.

They know it very well, without them

there's no money, that's how it is.

What about the Krypton, then?

Krypton...

The Krypton will get us nothing.

Everyday it costs me money, everyday.

The Krypton is a mirage to make

Christiane smile, that's all it is.

If we lose hero

we lose everything, that's it.

No more Krypton, no more Zampa,

no more.

No more.

It will be OK, Tany.

Gentlemen, this is judge Michel.

Richard, Stephane...

- Simon and Ludovic.

- Nice to meet you.

Come with me.

Morning.

- What do we have?

- Nothing big.

We listened to 120 hrs of communications

but still nothing.

All about football, kids, soup...

nothing on Minassian or heroin.

It's like they know we're listening.

It's here.

Welcome to the DEA headquarter.

"A lot of work"

Good morning.

Sh*t, I can't believe it,

just you I needed...

I'm happy to see you too.

Since you know who I am,

you also know what I want.

Come on, I already said what I know,

I've been told it was OK, the house in

Canada under surveillance and all...

No, no... we have a problem...

Minassian disappeared.

- And you blame me?

- No, but now it's your problem.

Give me something more or you'll go to

prison for transporting drugs, your choice.

Sh*t. I should have never

been on that boat.

Normally my employees do these things.

After the noise you made in Marseilles,

no one wanted to go.

- You have no idea how much I regret this.

- Yes, yes, look at the photos.

- This tells you something?

- Not really, there's Marco Da Costa...

Him?

Da Costa.

Tell me about him.

He's been into that for a long time,

he knows each and everyone.

Is he connected with Minassian?

Yes? No?

I saw them together at the factory

one time, but it's been long ago.

Do you think Da Costa might be

working for Zampa?

I don't know... possibly.

I don't personally know the big boss.

Something else?

Isn't that enough?

What you want me to tell you,

who killed Kennedy?

Why? You know that?

- Canada is much colder than Marseilles.

- I'm aware of that...

Just saying...

Da Costa, no criminal record.

Officially,

co-owner of Le Grand Large restaurant,

but he prefers to hang

around nightclubs and party.

Tell me something interesting, Jos.

It's coming.

Da Costa, Ange and Bianchi were all

part of the Civic Action Service.

Stephane, please.

They campaigned for De Gaulle and have

been friends for 15 years.

Da Costa must be the link between the

dirty Corsican cops and Zampa.

There you go.

What about the love department?

Does he like women? Men? Both?

Nope, he just loves Dora Meurisse.

Look for yourself, the curly on the left.

She holds him by his balls,

he does everything she says.

- What shall we do, then?

- We stay on him.

Dora, my baby.

Go take a walk,

we have to talk business.

Really?

- I know.

- Wait, are you serious?

- Come on.

- Alright, I'll go.

- Morning.

- Morning.

- You keep listening over there.

- OK.

- Judge.

- Richard, everything OK?

You're jumping on one foot,

like this, you see... it's not easy...

Unit 1 to base, he turned right.

Stephane, he's coming your way.

Unit 2 to base, he turned left.

He's heading to a big farm.

I said 42 and you give me 40?

Hello? I found the farm.

Meeting is for tomorrow in La Ciotat.

Yes?

Judge, he's coming.

Things are moving, be ready.

The chemist got into Da Costa's car,

they're leaving.

It's clean, it's impeccable, I love it.

My theory is you have a restaurant,

you run it good...

Last time, Jeannot told me: "This place is

good in the summer". I said no...

I hear nothing!

We have a 250 meters range.

Speed up, we're losing 'em!

I get mad, but I don't really care.

I don't get enough sleep, I'm worn out.

At least I was on time.

What is that? A joke?

I don't wanna see where we're going.

If someone rats, that won't be me.

You look like Batman!

We're almost there.

If the farm is right for you,

we'll start in 3 weeks.

Hey! Miss!

Did you see her?

Of course not...

There's the farm.

He's leaving the main road,

shall I go after him?

We're very close to the lab.

Leave him,

we spot the farm and we keep going.

- OK.

- Great work, guys.

Perfect.

- Have you chosen the wine, Mrs. Zampa?

- Yes, Chateau Roubine, please. Thanks.

I really wanted sea-urchins.

- You got plenty here.

- I sure do.

Excuse me one minute.

- All is ready.

- Test the hero and prepare for departure.

- What about Minassian?

- There's no more Minassian, you go.

Alvarez to HQ.

Monday...

It's not working.

I really liked that clock.

Trust your husband just one bit.

Hello?

Yes, he's here.

Yes?

OK, tell 'em I'm coming.

Don't worry, my beautiful.

I'll fix that later.

Judge, we are in position.

- OK, go!

- Roger! Come on, guys, we're on!

Keep me up-to-date, Jos!

Police! Don't move!

Jos! What's going on!?

Jos! Da Costa just got out!

Police!

Get up!

Drop the gun!

On your knees!

Don't move!

Give me your arm!

Your arm, I said!

You son of a b*tch!

Gaetn.

I'm done, shall we go?

Gaetn?

What happened?

Talk to me!

What's going on?

Gaetn! Look at me!

Don't hang up, I have another call.

Yes?

OK, Thanks.

The problem is Da Costa.

- If he talks, we're all screwed.

- I know him, he won't talk.

Don't underestimate this judge,

he's a bulldog.

Believe me, he's gonna break him.

What shall we do then, Ange?

Ange, don't...

Not Marco.

Da Costa is here.

Send him in.

What is she doing here?

Leave the cuffs on.

- We searched your house.

- You don't have the right to...

You're not in position

to tell me my rights.

This book is the evidence

I was looking for.

- What book?

- "What book"?

I checked and it's the right number.

- You still don't know Zampa?

- That book is not mine, I swear.

So it must belong to Miss Meurisse.

It's not hers!

It's nobody's then?

Surely it's not mine.

Listen, you been caught breaking the law

and you're looking at 20 years here.

And Ms. Meurisse risks

10 years for collusion.

- Give me Zampa and I will protect you.

- Protect me what?

You cannot protect me!

Nobody can protect me from Zampa!

You know it!

If I talk I'm dead and you know it!

If you don't wanna talk, don't talk.

Zampa will have you killed even in prison.

Testify and I'll send you to Canada

with a new identity.

- I cannot talk.

- Yes, you can.

I can't... I'm too scared...

I can't talk, dammit!

Please... tell him what he wants...

- Dora!

- Talk. I'm begging you.

Please.

Talk, don't be like that.

Please.

I beg you.

I want two passports.

Two passports and a letter

from the president.

After that, I'll talk.

It's over... we cannot reach Da Costa,

too much surveillance.

If he talks to the judge, we are f***ed.

The Corsicans will bail on us

and we gonna rot in jail.

- Do you still have someone outside?

- Mmmh...

Then there's another solution,

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