Rififi Page #2

You'll get yours someday.

Take a look at yourself,

you little punk.

You're a pretty picture. Dope's

gonna land you in the nuthouse.

Please!

- Give me a little.

- Put that down.

Just a bit.

When I feel like it.

Got that?

We all just happened to be here.

Hello, you.

Hello, kid.

Sit your moneymaker down.

Champagne.

What's your tag?

Maximilian.

Viviane!

I got a guy who knows what's what,

he ain't the kind to bust a gut

He's got lots of philosophy,

only he's too sweet on rififi

If another guy just gives me a nod,

right away he goes for his rod

He tips his hat and yes, sirree,

it's time for some rififi

I step in, but he don't give a damn,

he points me out and says scram

And when he's back after a while,

he's got this nasty little smile

And sure as sure can be,

I'm next in line for rififi

You look like

you don't have a clue

Like no one ever spoke to you

About rififi

It's not a word that people use

Among the swells,

the who's who's

Rififi

It's the lingo of the streetwise,

the battle cry of real tough guys

Rififi

So don't fry your brain and grumble,

all it means is rough n' tumble

Rififi

When I'm done workin' the beat,

he takes me to the movies as a treat

He don't care what flick we see,

so long as it's got rififi

In love, he can be kinda rough,

he don't go for sentimental stuff

A chick, he keeps telling me,

gets her kicks on rififi

And when he really lets himself go,

I get a cuff just for the show

And when I'm lying by his side,

I'm nothing, I got no pride

In paradise I wanna be,

I'll pay the price in rififi

You look like you don't have a clue,

like no one ever spoke to you

About rififi

It's not a word that people use

Among the swells,

the who's who's

Rififi

It's the lingo of the streetwise,

the battle cry of real tough guys

Rififi

So don't fry your brain and grumble,

all it means is rough n' tumble

Rififi

Champagne, sir?

- What are you doing here?

- What a surprise!

That's perfect. This is Cesar.

The Stephanois.

That's your Cesar?

You cut him out of a catalog?

He says you look like a tramp.

Glad to meet you.

Why'd you bring him here?

He insisted. He says we should

stick together on everything.

A Saint Bernard.

So you quit the Rve Bleu?

Three weeks ago.

Mr. Cesar. He's sorry

but he don't yack in French.

But I understand everything.

Don't recognize me?

Should I?

Tony the Stephanois.

Nothing to say to me?

I thought you were still doing time.

You're out, congrats.

I know Mado was with you.

But now she's with me. That's life.

So don't try anything.

You lay off me and I'll lay off you.

Okay?

I don't believe it!

Mado didn't tell him.

She didn't have to.

It's stamped across her back.

Hey, Maximilian,

I'm running on empty.

Then back to the garage.

By the way...

- You know Mado?

- Sure, I do.

- Where is she?

- She's taking a trip.

When was this?

Last night. She took off,

then phoned Viviane later.

- Is that all?

- That's all.

Go play with boys your own age.

- Well?

- Tell you later. What about Cesar?

Thanks a lot!

Don't cry. He just learned

some women have guts.

Proposition interesting.

Certain can handle in London.

Teddy Levantine.

Florist delivery. 5:50 a.m.

- Ready?

- Just about.

Sure-Alarm.

What's it say?

It's no pushover.

It's the latest model.

It's getting harder

to make a living.

After you!

Turn it on.

Severing any wire

causes a power cut

and activates the alarm system.

Now we know.

Hook it up.

Ready?

The bastards thought of everything.

They're clever,

but maybe not clever enough.

Contact!

You ain't seen nothin' yet.

This little box...

this is our deadly enemy.

In every door, every window.

Any vibration in a wall or a floor

momentarily causes a power cut

which activates the alarm

by way of a relay system.

- Vibrations. And the floor?

- Depends on the touch.

A little harder.

We have some leeway.

Once more.

- It's chancy.

- You'll have to go easy.

The ceiling will take two hours,

at least.

And we can figure on

three hours in the store, easy.

But down there, we can't even breathe

if we don't muzzle this thing.

That's why we're here.

Now let's see...

That too.

The alarm system is

battery and circuit powered.

If the battery runs down...

Morning bells are ringing,

ding ding dong!

But when the box is shut...

Through here?

Why don't we just pour

in hot wax with a funnel?

Why not spaghetti?

With Parmesan.

Out of the way!

We're all set, guys!

Excuse me, I heard singing.

Hello there!

Who wants coffee?

Nobody. Go back to bed, pet.

You all right?

In the pink.

Run along now.

So, Tony...

Never in my whole crummy life.

200 million, at least.

Even with the Levantine's take,

it was worth the risk.

Now Ida and me can try out beds

in all the chic hotels.

How about you?

Four sisters.

Nice girls.

But no beauties.

Gonna buy them husbands?

Exactly.

My kid.

What about you?

What do I want?

I don't know.

Let's not start spending it yet.

There's still the fence to deal with.

Could be a hitch.

And the cops

will be hot on our tails.

We're not out of the woods yet.

Still have your stash?

Keep the goods here.

Jo, your flight's in an hour.

And you look grounded.

I'll have Louise take care of you

while I'm away.

You sleep here at Mario's.

No hotel registers.

And no runnin' around Montmartre.

Heard what I told your paisano?

No problem.

Read all about it! 240 million!

Biggest take since the Sabine women!

London on the line. Booth 3.

How's it going?

He drives a hard bargain.

But we've clinched it.

I'll be home tomorrow.

Great. Listen, remember that

rubber clown Jimmy got in London?

Yeah, the one that bounces back.

Get me one for your kid.

He'll go for that.

Sure thing.

It's beautiful.

You're sweet.

I can tell you since you don't

understand. I know it's a fake.

Mado! Where you been?

Pierre sent Rmi out to find you.

I'll explain later.

Please don't tell him I'm here.

As you like.

I understand.

Good night, Inspector.

What'd he want?

They're offering 10 million

for a lead on the jewelry job.

- Meaning they're in the dark.

- It's our play.

You've got a visitor.

Hello there.

So, your trip...

Let's hear it.

Hello, Pierre.

Did you trip?

And how'd you get this?

Answer me. Who did it?

I can't stay with you.

You can't hold me.

You can't.

I suppose you don't know

the Stephanois is back.

One...

Two...

I want you to take out the Stephanois.

He's in my way.

- He don't weigh much.

- Go on, Rmi.

Hold on a sec!

Close the door.

Look at this!

Nice ring.

Where'd you get it?

Some crazy little Italian

gave it to Viviane.

All this fuss over some cheap stone!

- How'd you meet him?

- Through his pal Mario.

Which Mario?

Some hood. You must know him.

Remember, Ida's man...

Ex-Rve Bleu dancer!

Mario Ferrati.

He works with the Stephanois.

I'm on in five minutes and

my Italian's waiting backstage.

He can wait. You stay put.

- Let's go.

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