Les ripoux Page #7

---

Do you confess?

Yes, I do.

But I was going to return the money.

The money that was burnt in the fire.

-Well, it was made of paper.

You still maintain you had no accomplice?

No accomplice at all, your Honour.

Ren Boisrond...

...the court has taken your excellent

service record into account.

You are sentenced to

two years in prison.

Oh, sh*t!

I'll miss him.

I found you a very good cell.

Facing south, overlooking the football field.

-Thanks.

You know your cell mate well.

Hopefully not somebody I arrested.

Yes.

Oh, Ren.

What a nice surprise.

Pierrot!

I'm so happy to see you, you know.

My Pierrot.

How much did you get?

-Two years.

That sucks.

I'll be out in two weeks.

You could stay longer.

200 on Fanny winning.

Fanny Two? She's old.

Not a chance.

Charming Mouse.

I told you, she needs a race on soft soil.

The soil will be rock hard.

No, for me, there's only one.

Only one:
Mon Doudou.

No, she sucks.

-Not at all.

Eugne, are you leaving tomorrow?

Put it all on Mon Doudou.

And don't try anything.

You've been had.

You think?

-What?

You've been here for six months.

He didn't write one letter.

No news, not one package.

He left the police force two

months ago. Disappeared.

And Natasha?

Also gone. We've been had.

Yes, young people. Never trust them.

Ren, you're leaving tomorrow,

aren't you?

Can you put 100 francs

on a horse?

Do you know a horse

called Rotten One?

No, from which stable?

I don't know.

It's his first race.

Its chances are 100:1.

No, ask somebody else.

That's all over for me.

His name is Rotten One.

He's yours.

Get on. His race is this afternoon.

In Vincennes, the track opposite

the bar called 'The Trotter'.

Which, I think, is also yours.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes