Raid dingue Page #4

---

- Want the address?

- We have it.

What? No!

- From /ast time?

- Of course.

All right. Your total is...

19.50 Euros. Cash or charge?

Cash!

Be there in 30 minutes!

Damnit Pasquali!

Sorry, I messed up.

I better deliver it.

No. No way!

It's my fault, I'll fix it.

Pizz'halal?

Sorry, Edward.

This is a bad time.

Call you back? Bye!

Yes. Pizz'halal.

Who?

Pizz'halal!

Hi, I have a...

four-cheese pizza

and a pepperooney Romana.

19.50 Euros.

Romana pepperooney?

Very spicy.

Very hot.

Pizz'halal delivery woman?

Turn around, face down! Freeze!

Pasquali, you all right?

Are you wounded?

You sent my daughter against terrorists,

armed with a pizza?

Sorry, but she committed

a crucial error,

almost sank the mission.

I said bore her to tears!

Not put her in danger!

You can forget

about your budget increase!

I take her as a favor to you,

and this is my thanks?

What?

Now you fire my daughter

by the end of the week,

or you'll finish your career

in a tiny backwater!

Minister, look...

Minister...

Gentlemen...

And lady.

Wherever you go from here,

you have all proven worthy.

Today, our nation needs you

more than ever, to defend

our values, our freedom,

and our democracy.

I'm proud to announce that this year

five of you have made the cut.

Five!

Join me on the platform,

Frederic Bessac,

assigned to RAID in Lyon!

Congratulations.

Yanis Brahimi,

RAID in Marseille.

Julien N'Guyen,

RAID in Bordeaux.

William Rousseau,

RAID in Lille.

And finally,

one of you

has been assigned to RAID in Paris,

head of the class,

with the top test results.

Unprecedented.

Joanna Pasquali.

Who?

What?

That's me.

Come on, Jo!

Come on!

You're in!

Best? Really? Are you sure?

You're ready for the field,

and high-risk detail.

I hope my father didn't aid in this.

Just the opposite.

I can't.

Thank you, Gene.

- Don't mention it.

- This is thanks to you.

The ''best''! I can't believe it!

Neither can I.

- What are you doing?

- Posting to Facebook!

- Are you crazy?

- Oh, I'm so silly.

Wearing a hood?

No, guess not.

You've lost your mind, Legrand.

First in her class?

Minister, you have

only yourself to blame.

You'd use and weaken RAID

to get back at me?

No! You used RAID

to solve your family problems.

I'm appalled!

You little, prideful,

irresponsible egotist!

You're putting my daughter,

RAID and all of France in danger!

Don't go overboard.

Your daughter has talent.

I've never seen an elite unit leader

this incompetent!

I've seen ministers come and go.

Some good,

some not so good...

Some idiots!

Good afternoon.

Sorry.

Beautiful.

First in my class, Dad.

- I hope you're proud of me.

- Very.

Very proud.

Yes, dear. You showed it to me.

Lots of times.

Not happy for me, honey?

No, but I...

To be frank,

I didn't expect you to get in.

I'm worried about us.

What will our life be?

It's the life I've always wanted.

It's nothing new.

- I thought you supported me.

- I thought you'd get over it.

- What do I tell my folks?

- It's not about your folks!

Or my dad!

Kids, settle down.

What Edward can't tell you

is that I got you into RAID.

That's not true!

I asked him to.

What? Why did you do that?

We were afraid you'd join

the Foreign Legion. You wouldn't listen!

Once you've made up your mind...

Tell me it isn't true.

Since your mother passed,

you're all I have.

I was wrong, and I apologize.

I wanted to protect you.

I endangered you and the RAID squad.

You're not up to snuff.

I won't intervene again,

but on your own volition,

you must resign.

Darling,

it won't bring her back.

- Where are you going?

- To prove you wrong.

Don't need the mask yet, Agent.

Yes, I know.

Wow, you called me ''Agent''!

Since their failed Belgrade coup,

the Leopards have focused on Paris.

They're disguised as support staff

at an auction of collectible watches.

They're holed up inside,

with a dozen hostages, 3 armed men.

We have two sharpshooters set up

here and here.

We go in through the cellar.

Good. Let's move the cameras off,

then stand by for instruction.

Froissard!

Get Pasquali out of the way.

Any excuse will do.

Yes, sir.

Jo!

Pasquali, we need you.

You need me. What is it?

What do I do?

Take off the vest, wear this jacket.

Oh, I get it.

I get inside,

trade places with a hostage?

Ready.

I'm ready.

See that street?

There's a cafe called Le Balto.

- Walk inside, calmly order a drink.

- Any drink?

- Any drink.

- Non-alcoholic. And then?

Sip it.

Sip it, OK. Yes.

- And?

- Until it's done.

Until what's done?

The drink, and the op.

Without you, sorry.

The robbery at a charity auction

of col/ectible F.P. Journe watches

is now a hostage situation.

Once again the Leopard Gang

is suspected.

Sonia Fessenheim reporting.

Perrier, please.

...with one perpetrator

having escape with some jewels.

Hey! Can you hear me?

Give me a goddamn Perrier!

RAID is moving in.

The world doesn't stop

because RAID's doing its job.

Hang on.

- 15 hostages, around the corner!

- And I'm thirsty.

- What'll it be?

- Perrier!

Please.

The signal is given...

Two co/umns moving in,

in silence,

hoping to take the suspects by surprise.

5.20 Euros.

Well, now!

Talk about taking hostages!

Sh*t. Be right back with money.

- Where you going?

- I got it.

- No, thanks.

- I insist.

Nice of you, thanks.

You seem very angry.

Yes, but I can't talk about it.

Because you're not

with fellow RAID agents?

Right?

How did you know?

I have a gift.

I have eyes.

I sniff out exceptional people

like me, like you.

- Professional habit.

- Why? Are you...

On the job.

Directorate General

of Security and Intelligence.

The DGSI?!

Now I understand.

My name is Victor.

Joanna.

You're going to move in soon?

Yes, but without me.

Going through the front windows.

No, through the cellar!

There's a cellar access?

What's that accent?

Where are you from?

Guess!

Switzerland? No. Alsatian.

Bravo!

I have a really good ear. Strasbourg?

I knew it.

Can't get anything past you.

Oh sh*t! RAID is going in!

I said don't move!

Cellar! Where is cellar?

That way!

Please don't kill me.

Hostage!

I have a family!

Get away or he dies!

Can you hear that? Gunshots!

Real bullets!

Hostages, they're being released!

A great re/ief!

But there are more inside.

I must go. Thanks.

My pleasure.

See you soon maybe?

This is incredible!

Any wounded?

Lopez, in the head.

Ambulance took him. All we know.

- He partnered with Gene the Jinx!

- Gene, stop.

Isn't that what everybody thinks?

- Even I think so now!

- Gene, you saved his life!

We got lucky on yesterday's op.

Lopez is all right.

The bullet went through the helmet.

Only nicked him.

He said to say,

he is a head-case, but not a fatal one.

Now...

Drago Vladic is talking.

We located their hideout.

It's a high-risk op. We must act fast.

Usual formation.

Delvaux with Froissard.

Sorry boss, I'd rather not.

That's an order!

He's right. I'd say the same thing.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes