Ripoux 3 Page #3

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"The body was on a vacant lot."

Burned to a crisp.

Kind of scary, huh?.

How'd you do it?.

The expert's report:

fingerprints, blood, DNA,

all match...

Rene Boisrond.

Signed, sealed and delivered!

Nice work!

The problem's the 2nd opinion.

Well?.

They both agree:

it's Rene Boisrond.

This time, it's final.

But it costs 5000 more.

The two experts are in cahoots.

You'll bleed me dry!

No more than 50%%. I'm honest.

Who am I now?.

Jean Morzini.

- Who's Morzini?.

- One of my patients.

Had a bad heart,

and died.

In one month, he never had a visit,

not one phone call.

The ideal customer.

I may be too old to change skins.

Don't worry.

You'll stay here a few days,

to get used to it...

But then...

Live it up!

Go on "Punkboy"!

Go on, fella!

Keep trotting!

Go on!

Go on, fella.

Jean Morzini?.

Yes...

I'm Maud.

In jail, Dominique

must have spoken of me.

Your letter worried me,

but now I see you,

I'm reassured.

Great hideout!

I feel much better now.

I can see.

We did what you said.

Got all the equipment.

Wasn't easy to find!

I can imagine...

20 kilos of explosives!

It's in 2 weeks!

Meanwhile, rest up.

Put Albert on!

Listen, Albert...

I had a visit from a woman who...

Call you back.

Jean Morzini?.

Daddy!

Your letter...

I was afraid I'd be too late.

""Marie, my daughter.

""We"ve never met.

""I was sent up for 20 years,

the day you were born.

""Your mom visited me,

talked of you,

""then she died in a car crash.

""I did my time,

but now illness has doomed me.

""Before I die, I want see you once,

the first and maybe...

- ""the Iast. ""

- You"re better?.

Dad, now I'll take care of you.

Listen, Miss...

I mean... Marie.

I have to tell you something.

I'm not...

Miss?.

Mr Morzini is due for his...

He's my dad.

We'd never met...

He must be thrilled.

Miss, your dad's still weak.

He needs rest.

This is where I work.

If you need anything...

What have you got me into?.

Who's this flake Morzini?.

He was a stickup man.

Just did 20 years.

Stickup man!

Found nothing better?.

He was perfect. No one knows him.

No one?. I already had two visits!

- Find someone new.

- I'm not the registrar.

I'd rather be Rene Boisrond again.

I know what to dodge.

Too late.

Rene Boisrond's in a coffin.

Funeral's Monday. Wanna go?.

You'd let me go out?.

I haven't paid you yet.

Rene...

Think of it:
if the Chinese

find out you're alive...

Thief!

Wait for me here.

I knew your life'd end badly...

That it'd hurt me, but not this much.

And yet...

you made my life hell

for 1 0 long years,

with your cheap scams.

You were a crooked cop, Rene...

But I was fond of you...

You deserved a better end...

A nice heart-attack

after winning the daily double,

the jackpot!

But now...

you're gone, Rene.

But for me,

you'll always be here.

You knew him, too?.

I wonder.

I'm going to kill you!

So you can cry your heart out again?.

You'd rather I were dead than alive!

I know those two oldies.

If they see me,

they'll drop dead.

OK Franois, arrest me.

Take me in, I'll spill the beans.

I'm listening.

...So you lost the million-Euro bag

in the sewers?.

It was flushed away.

It must half way to England, by now.

You don't believe me?.

Let's go see.

We go back a ways:

I know when you lie.

You're not lying now.

I can't arrest you.

Get going!

See the old guy I was with?.

Tail him discreetly.

I've never done that.

Any jerk can do it.

Wait till he's turned, stupid.

Wear the earbud and mike.

You can go now.

Julien, you copy me?.

- Boss, you copy me?.

- Yes, strength 5.

What do I do?.

He stopped.

You stop, too.

We're off again.

- He's going down the subway...

- Follow him.

He passed the turnstile.

- Do the same.

- I don"t have a ticket.

- Buy one!.

- I got no money!.

Figure it out. Follow him!.

Sorry, lady.

He said, figure it out.

- Little punk!

- I did!

My ticket!

He stole my ticket!

Boss?.

Boss, you copy me?.

Sh*t!

Boss, you copy me?.

We're out.

What can you see?.

Buildings...

That's a big help.

A canal...

OK, I got it.

We're in Argenteuil now.

I'm coming.

I have to tell her.

Marie, it's important.

I'm not your dad.

So you're not my daughter.

Then she'll ask where he is,

why I have his name.

I'll have to tell her he's dead.

- Tricky...

- He's talking to himself.

So are you.

Sir?.

I want to see Marie.

Aren't you Jean Morzini?.

Yes.

She's so happy she found her dad.

She's a new girl.

She said you're a handsome devil.

After 20 years in jail!

In Melun Jail?.

Yes.

You knew Lil' Louie?.

He's a pal!

What about Queenie?.

I almost got nabbed with him.

In jail you make pals.

This is on me.

Marie'll be right down.

He went in there.

Go in, too. Be a customer.

I got no money!

It's my dad!

I have to talk to you, kid.

Not now.

We're going to a bash.

Let's take him!

- Let's!

- I need one minute...

You're coming with us!

Your dad's cute!

It'll be a ball!

What do we do?.

We follow. Get in.

So, Dad what is it?.

Nothing much...

Out of the hospital,

you got nowhere to go?.

Stay with me. I'm horny!

She's hot for old romeos!

I waited 22 years for my dad.

I won't give him up.

At my job, there's rooms.

I'll get you one.

- OK?.

- I'll be in the way.

No, being without you was sad.

If my dad split,

I'd jump for joy!

You can't let her down!

Come on, Dad, please!

OK, then.

Come on. The party's here.

He always loved hookers.

Go on. Hustle her, find out for me.

Don't tell me you're gay?.

No, but hustling girls is tricky.

Stay on the air.

And turn up the volume.

Come on, Dad.

I'll never learn that.

That'll do.

Your turn.

Care to dance?.

What's up?.

I'm dancing...

With her...

Where"s he?.

Is your boyfriend jealous?.

My boyfriend?. He's my dad!

He's your dad?.

- He's her dad.

- No way! He never had kids.

You sure?.

Why?. Does it bother you?.

Not at all.

It's sweet to take

your dad to a kids' hop!

You can't understand...

For me, it's a fabulous moment.

Make her tell you!

Tell me.

It means a lot to you.

Sh*t.

Actually, I never knew my dad,

and 3 days ago...

- Hide. It"s the cops.

- Why?.

She'll know you're a cop.

I gotta hide.

Kill the music!

Thanks.

Where's the owner?.

It's been a while. Coming!

I hid. But she saw me leave.

What'll she think?.

She"II think you"re a hood,

a thief.

Lay it on thick!

Cars are double-parked.

I'll fix that.

What'll you have?.

The usual!

Dad, why are you hiding?.

- You're not on the lam?.

- No, but Marie...

I gotta tell you.

Planning a heist?.

Nothing like that.

What's going on?.

Seems to me,

you two don't like cops.

I'll say!

Don't move, I'll go looksee.

Forgot your gun?.

- In the car.

- In the car.

What's your racket?.

I do OK.

I do OK.

You a pimp?.

No! He has a daughter!

No, I'm not a pimp.

You need work,

just got out of jail.

I need work.

I just got out of jail.

- It's all clear now.

- Marie, I feel a bit...

Tired?.

I shouldn't have.

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