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Good. We'll send

some men out after him.

A man wearing a tuxedo in the subway

shouldn't be too hard to spot.

It's a big place.

We get lost ourselves sometimes.

Can you leave your name

and number?

You forgot to sign.

Sorry.

All right. We'll let you know

if there's any news.

Thank you. Goodbye.

- Goodbye.

- Goodbye.

If you happen to run into this joker,

bring him in.

Chief, it's Batman.

Chief, it's Batman!

I haven't found the blond guy, but

The Roller's 50 feet away. What do I do?

- Follow The Roller.

- All right! Thanks, chief.

- Robin, you read me?

- Loud and clear.

Send men to Vincennes, near the exit.

I'm on The Roller's heels.

I can send Antoine and Grard.

Okay?

No, I need more than two.

- Damn! I lost my antenna.

- That sounds great.

Hold up.

He's mine, he's mine, he's mine!

Okay, spread out.

Go around that way!

Come on, move! Go!

Sh*t!

He jumped over the...

Sh*t!

F***!

Not enough to let one escape. You had

to let the other one get away too.

You're pathetic, Batman.

Pathetic.

A bouquet, miss?

Give me five minutes.

How are you doing?

Shall we go have a little drink?

- I've got work to do.

- Don't refuse. You'll hurt my feelings.

Leave us alone, will you?

There's never an opener around.

You're well-equipped, I see.

Nice suit you got yourself there.

What's it made of?

Fox.

That's a good one.

It's just the right size.

Fits you like a glove, huh?

What size do you think

this guy would wear?

Forty-two.

- When did you buy this nice suit?

- This morning.

- Is your tailor still around?

- Maybe. Is it important?

You think I leave

my office just to stretch my legs?

- What did he do?

- Just little things. You want details?

No, just showing an interest.

Making conversation.

I appreciate it.

- You know where I can find The Roller?

- Haven't seen him for a week.

- No idea where your tailor is either?

- I only met him once. We're not close.

This is becoming annoying.

Very annoying.

You know, when I'm annoyed,

I get very jumpy.

The smallest thing

sets me off, and then...

...I can get downright nasty

sometimes.

I even overstep my authority.

It's terrible, this violence

that lurks deep down inside us all.

This irrational, devastating violence.

The only way

I can calm down...

...is to take it out

on someone else.

The first person who happens

to cross my path.

Life is tough, very tough.

I swear I don't know this guy.

He sold me his suit. That's all.

The Roller's taken him under his wing.

- And where is The Roller?

- I don't know.

Really.

I'll try to find out, okay?

- I promise to do my best.

- That's the way.

And I promise to do all I can

to control my jumpy nerves.

Want another drink?

Okay, you've had enough to drink.

Time to pay up. I have to close now.

- Pardon me.

- Sh*t!

Can't you be more careful?

I'm really sorry.

Your nose is bleeding.

What the hell

are you doing here anyway?

I got lost.

You're already asleep?

I want you to meet...

What's your name?

Helena.

Fred.

I'm Jean-Louis.

- You want something to drink? Whiskey?

- Thank you.

What do you do

for a living, Fred?

I'm starting a band.

Interesting.

Thank you.

You're the lead singer, I suppose.

I can't sing.

I had an accident

when I was a kid.

A car accident.

My father was driving.

He bet he could make it

under a truck with his sedan.

He won the bet.

I spent five hours in surgery...

...and five months in the hospital.

Five years without uttering a word.

The accident

was on my fifth birthday.

Strange, huh?

The law of numbers.

Fives across the board.

I've loved birthdays

ever since that day.

I'm out of here. Your life story

is depressing the sh*t out of me!

Don't you ever go to the movies?

- Sure.

- Then reach for the sky!

I'm glad to see you.

So am I.

Where are the papers?

- In the tuxedo pocket.

- And where's the tuxedo?

A friend's got it.

He manages the music store upstairs.

Put these on.

Put your arm around that crate.

Are handcuffs a thing with you

or what?

- I'll free you when I get my papers.

- Free me? We're friends now?

Did you buy my story

about the accident?

No.

Are you the manager?

- That's right.

- I'm a friend of Fred's.

Fred?

- The guy who left his tuxedo with you.

- The blond?

- Yes.

- He didn't leave it with me.

Thanks, Big Bill.

- You should quit screwing around.

- Yeah, I know.

I don't understand.

Do you find this funny?

Let's get some coffee.

I'm going to count to three.

One.

What a dump!

Put that toy away.

You don't need it down here.

Nobody shoots florists.

You're a real mess.

Just look at you.

You've got grease stains

on your lapel.

Put this on.

I'll have yours dry-cleaned.

No, thanks.

Do you know Fred?

The blond guy who was over there?

Fred? He's an old friend.

We've known each other for years.

Is he always like that?

Just what do you know

about him?

Almost nothing.

Amazing.

No feelings, no friends...

...just a touch of passion.

You're made for each other.

How about a bouquet?

Damn it!

What the hell is she doing?

We're closing now.

Beat it. Come on, let's go.

- What are you doing here?

- Keeping the young lady company.

- Bullshit! You drank my whiskey.

- Your rotten booze? Certainly not.

Are you two done arguing?

Put one of these in the bathtub

with the flowers at night.

Put the flowers in headfirst.

There you are.

Beat it, will you?

Go on! Go!

Isn't he charming?

I'll leave the bag here

in case you need something.

Lady, gentlemen.

He drinks my scotch, so when I invite

someone over, there's none left.

If it happens again,

I'm moving.

Is there any place to get

something to eat? I'm starving.

What are you waiting for?

Meet me at the bar near the entrance

to the station at 8:00.

Make it 9:
00.

See you tomorrow.

I'd give you a picture of me

to stare at, but you already have one.

What's on your mind now?

Nothing.

Your eyes have changed colour.

And you don't like that?

No.

Your whole face

has changed colour.

It's like you're glowing.

I'd almost say you weren't interested

in those papers anymore.

Could it be

you're interested in me?

Yeah.

- I'm what you want?

- Yeah.

Well, you can't have me.

Shall we dance?

- Why do I love you?

- Because I'm an amazing woman.

Why don't you love me?

Because I don't have the guts.

Are you lazy?

Terribly.

- Who does the cooking at your house?

- The cook.

- And the housework?

- The housekeeper.

And the lovemaking?

May I?

Hey, how's it going?

Damn!

Just what we don't need!

Who's the chick?

Cinderella.

Well, your Cinderella's got

a pistol this big in her bag.

It's her magic wand.

Good morning.

A cup of coffee, please?

Right away.

Your husband's waiting

over there.

You had to bring him, didn't you?

You just couldn't resist, huh?

Did you sleep well?

Where do I begin?

At the beginning.

I ran into this guy.

- Croissant with that?

- No.

- Piece of pie?

- No, thank you.

We got great desserts

but no buyers.

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