Largo Winch
Mr Winch. Good evening.
What do you want?
Don't worry, I'm not after your money anymore.
I've met someone who has offered me much more...
What do you want?
To say goodbye.
Goodbye for good, in fact.
Exactly,
- go to hell! - After you, Nerio...
Good evening, Mr Winch!
This is him.
Largo!
What are you doing, son?
And him?
Josip!
What are you doing here?
You're not happy to see me?
- Hello, Freddy. - Hello
Why didn't you say you were coming?
I'd like you to do something for me.
Something important.
When did you arrive?
Today.
When are you leaving again?
Tomorrow.
Where are you going?
I'm heading up the river.
How far up?
It's a long river...
I have plenty of time.
What's your name?
Largo.
Largo what?
Largo.
I don't do my invincibility tattoo
for just anyone.
The last man I did it for got shot at
as soon as he stepped out of here.
Some business over a girl...
He stopped the bullet with his teeth!
I have another one who stepped on a land-mine.
Not a scratch on him...
Just an eye to do and you'll be invincible...
Let go of me!
Hey! I haven't finished!
Let go of me!
Let go!
Give her a kiss!
She's a tough one.
Let go, you fat pig!
Let go of me!
- Let go! - Hi.
Don't take it personally
but I don't think you're her type.
Invincible...
There's an eye missing!
Hey, fat pig!
I could've managed alone.
You want to manage alone?
- You know these guys? - A private militia.
They must know I work for an NGO. They hate us.
Back up!
Is it fine here?
Perfect.
I couldn't have managed alone.
Largo.
Lea.
I really like it.
What?
Your name.
I really like your name.
The militia are paid by multinationals.
They watch over the workers,
poor guys, dragged from their villages.
They're treated like slaves.
And the police?
They're all corrupt.
To the very core.
Well,
as my communist granddad always said,
money buys everything.
And what are you doing in this backwater?
Wandering around.
Where are you from?
Where are you from with that odd name?
It's a long story.
This is Alexandre Meyer!
I must speak with him immediatly...
Do you know what time it is?
Yes, I know what time it is! It's urgent!
Mister Kosrsky...
What's wrong?
Nerio Winch died last night...
I think they're waiting for Tokyo
to close before announcing it.
In that case there is no time to lose.
You've travelled a lot, Mr Winczlav.
Where's this from?
It's not mine...
It's not yours.
Fifty years in prison! Fifty!
The W Group remains the largest conglomerate
of multinational companies
...ever held by one man.
Originally from the Balkans, Nerio Winch
was the perfect image of the self-made man.
The businessman with
Swiss, American dual nationality
had recently established the headquarters
of his group in Hong Kong,
convinced that China
was capitalism's new Promised Land.
The preliminary clinical exams indicate
that Mr Winch had a dizzy spell
and fell into the water as a result of it...
... The announcement of Nerio Winch's death
has thrown stock markets into confusion.
A delicate situation for Ann Ferguson
who has been Nerio Winch's right-hand
... As number two in the group, I shall
of course be acting temporarily as manager.
There will be a general meeting
of the shareholders next Monday
to designate a new chairman.
Mr Winch's passing is an immeasurable
loss for the 392,000 employees.
Use the underground car park.
Nevertheless, I can guarantee that
this group that he founded
and that bears his name shall live on.
I shall fight for that myself.
This is war!
There you go, exaggerating as usual.
IMX, does anyone know that name?
For the last three weeks,
that investment fund has discreetly
been buying up shares in the Group.
Two hours before
the announcement of Nerio's death,
they'd snapped up everything
available on the markets.
It can't just be a coincidence.
Who's behind it?
The IMX head office is in the Cayman Islands...
The perfect front...
Buying up shares in the group,
whatever for? It's a waste of time.
Everyone knows that
Nerio has a majority 65%. share in the group.
Had. Do I need to remind you he's dead?
We're defenceless. If we don't come up
with a riposte by the end of the day,
the group is heading for disaster.
What does the temporary manager think?
Hum, my dear William,
I think that Nerio had come up
with an excellent riposte.
A son.
Nerio never had children!
An adopted son.
Run, Largo! Run!
Largo!
Largo!
Goran!
Stop it, Dad!
Goran, open the door!
This old dog knows all the tricks.
I don't know him.
Hannah and I never lied to you.
We just wanted this to happen later.
As late as possible.
You don't love me.
Never say that again!
We've raised you as our own son.
As long as there's breath in this body,
you can count on me.
Largo, your real father is him.
Hello, Largo.
You understand why I wanted you
to grow up here far from the city.
I'm the one who introduced Hannah to Josip.
He came to see me in Switzerland.
She was a waitress in the bar downstairs.
I know all that.
You know all that...
It's time to prepare for the role that awaits you.
What role?
Later, my boy, later...
What if I refuse?
I remember that one
of my old teachers used to say,
"The road to excellence is gruelling
but, Lord, it's so exhilarating!"
Gentlemen, be excellent!
Your parents have chosen Valmont to make you...
A real fairy tale.
Nobody knew about it?
Not even you?
Nerio's caution was legendary, as you know.
I found out last night,
when Jacques Wallenberg called me,
the swiss lawer.
He is Nerio's executor.
I'm sure you'll agree that
an inheritance of twenty billion dollars...
In fact, the young man isn't even called Winch
but Winczlav, Nerio's real name.
So can we meet this heir?
(Sao Jose Prison Mato Grosso State Brazil)
Freeze!
My passport! Quick!
- Mr Winczlav! You are... - Passport!
Freeze, I said!
Largo?
Freddy?
Hello, Largo.
You are free, Mr Winczlav!
I didn't ask for your help.
- How would you manage? - I have my own way.
They went that way!
Move it!
Find them!
Find them!
It's my car.
I have my own way.
Drive!
What are you doing?
I have my own way, ok!
I don't like your own way.
Three years.
I've changed. I've learned stuff.
Such as?
Stuff Swiss schools don't teach.
I really don't like your own way.
- Well, you haven't changed.
- I consider that a compliment.
Never happy, huh?
Look out!
My foot's trapped!
Don't stay here, Largo!
Get out!
Shut up!
Thanks.
Tell Nerio, I'm too old to be brought home.
Your father's dead, Largo.
The Group's spokesman has admitted that
Nerio Winch had been suffering from
a brain tumor for the last few months
Mister Winch...
Come in.
In the name of this hospital and as its director,
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