The Brain Page #3

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- Darling!

- Sofia, you're here!

- Yes, my love.

You look gorgeous as a fire-fighter.

One minute, darling.

I don't get it.

I knew I was smart,

but that smart...?

- The bags...

- Well I never!

- Where did you throw the bags?

- Here!

From up there.

They should be here!

No sh*t!

What did you do with them?

Hey, the firemen!

The firemen!

The firemen nicked the bags!

Stop, thief!

Shut up, and let's get them!

The taxi!

The best way to go unremarked

is to be noticed.

OK, go ahead.

Alert:
police roadblock!

Holy Mother!

How could they have been alerted

so quickly?

- There's a fire ahead.

- Get out.

Burst through the roadblock!

- Get out!

- Hands up!

Get out!

Hands UP!

The cops!

You have just had an accident.

Do not panic.

Remain calm and lie down.

Sh*t! My taxi's toast.

Hello?

Who are you talking to, miss?

You!

Don't mind him, miss.

It's just Anatole.

...Fourteen.

That's the lot.

Operation completed.

The Sicilian guy!

The Sicilian girl!

Whore!

Gangster!

That hurt, boss.

You, in the car!

Watch her, Bruno.

Yes, boss.

They're not real firemen.

Or cops.

Be quick! Line them up.

...Two, three,

four...

Well done!

Look!

- He kidnapped Col. Matthews.

- Who's the Italian?

"You'll know neither the place,

nor the time, nor the target."

You think Frankie

would let 8 billion fly away?

Along with his pretty little sister?

To think I liked you.

You're a bit too greedy, Colonel.

The old fart forgot one thing:

Frankie Scannapieco has a brain too!

And I think it's getting heavier

by the second!

Get in!

The Sicilian is the Brain.

The real one, from London?

Dead right!

You've 2 hours to make Paris

and stash the money

in the piggy bank. Go!

He put the Colonel in a trunk.

He's putting our cash

in a piggy bank.

Let's go, Bruno!

Fake coppers, fake firemen,

a fake roadblock...

- Arthur...

- Yes?

Lucky you told me that

no one else was on the job.

Tonight at midnight,

at the ruined castle,

a giant fireworks display

and, as every year,

a dance in the town square!

That's your fault, fool!

Sofia!

Don't go. Stay here!

It's empty, boss!

He can't be far.

He'll see us, idiot!

Let's go.

Bruno...

You go this way, I'll go that way.

General panic!

I surrender.

Don't shoot!

Bruno...

Come on.

There he is. That's him!

Go and take him from behind.

Holy Madonna.

Enough!

Yes?

Now who'll be replacing the Brain

in that nice little trunk?

Me.

And who'll take me

to the mysterious piggy bank

where he's hidden

my money?

Not me!

Not me!

Me!

I'm glad we didn't pull it off.

Imagine where we'd be this morning.

Being chased by every policeman

in the world!

How can it be these two blokes?

We got the first guy's fingerprints.

He's just escaped from prison.

You shouldn't have told the press,

Duboeuf.

"Arrest imminent". Huh!

They'll be in Basie,

Belgium or Bolivia by now.

Everyone says the Brain's British.

He's Italian,

but only we know that.

Forget about all that,

it's in the past.

Tomorrow you go to prison,

apologize to the warden,

and serve your last four days.

Hello?

Inspector Pochet here.

Pochet!

Duboeuf here. I'll put him on.

Sir!

- Pochet's spotted them!

- Where?

- Not far away.

- Send me the phone.

Hello?

Is it them? You're sure?

Then do exactly as I say.

Stay with them.

No, don't arrest them.

Make it easy for them.

If anyone blows the whistle,

haul him in.

- He doesn't get it.

- Me neither.

Eight billion, Mazurel.

Eight billion stolen,

and these idiots are our only lead.

Hurry, or we'll miss the bus!

Look...

WHICH OF THESE IS "THE BRAIN"?

- Want my opinion?

- Yes.

They reckon you're the Brain.

I'll give myself up

to the police.

Definitely not.

What else can we do?

We'll go to Le Havre,

like we said.

We'll never make it.

Oh, you will.

- You reckon?

- Sounds like it.

What do we do there?

We've no papers, no money.

No matter.

You're sounding pretty positive

this morning.

It's them.

Do we arrest them?

Definitely not.

Clear the way for our arrival.

The fools caught the bus.

They'll get arrested!

What a turkey! He didn't spot us.

Where could he have hidden

the money?

He mentioned a piggy bank.

But where?

Maniacs!

- Cutting in, no overtaking... KD...?

- 75.

I'll report him!

The trunk!

The Sicilian girl!

The trunk! The Colonel!

We must get him out!

Only he can clear us.

Driver!

Police!

Follow that trunk!

Police! Let me in!

Faster.

Faster!

Move it, you useless lumps,

or get out and I'll drive!

Honestly, boss!

We've had it now.

We won't catch them.

Be a nice boy, Frankie,

tell him where the money is.

No!

He promised he'd do nothing

if you tell him.

No!

What does he say?

He says no.

He'd better say yes at Le Havre!

Hurry it UP!

- Why don't you do it yourself?!

- No snide remarks, now.

- Incredible!

- Inspector,

is the trunk so important?

Read the papers.

Oh, we never read the papers,

Inspector.

This is what we do with papers.

How silly!

Slow, aren't they?

You explain.

We'll give you the low-down.

- There was a great holdup...

- They accused the wrong guys!

Poor boys!

That trunk contains proof

of our innocence.

- Theirs.

- Of their innocence.

- What proof?

- Colonel Matthews!

You know who kidnapped him?

The Brain.

Then I bet my bottom dollar

we'll get your trunk!

This is a one-way street.

We're with cops. Let's live it up!

Yes, but don't go too far!

Jean-Frangois!

How clumsy!

Congratulations! Well done!

It wasn't my fault. He cut in!

Come on, get out of here.

Or do you want a push?

Right... driving license, insurance,

tax and registration.

- But officer...

- Can't you speak French?

- Listen here...

- No, I won't...

Bravo!

All that and all we get is a ticket.

Not just yet!

What's got into you?

Hang on!

It's them! Catch them.

- Well done!

- How could I know?

There!

Arthur!

What's up?

- We were going together.

- Come on.

- Don't you like my coup?

- Oh, hush!

My brother!

We can't leave him there.

Hey, the Colonel!

Look!

The piggy bank!

The bloody piggy bank!

Don't worry, Colonel,

we'll get you out.

Oh! The Brain!

Arthur, come quick!

The police!

We might all be arrested.

Go, Sofia.

I'll meet you in New York.

Go, quickly.

Quick, Colonel!

He's in the trunk.

It's him!

He's the Brain!

Look at his head.

Me? No!

He's Col. Matthews.

You wouldn't happen to be

a policeman, would you?

I'm not the Brain, inspector...

Look out!

Don't worry, brother-in-law.

I make sure my men escape.

Anatole!

I found the money!

That's Arthur.

Recognize him?

Excuse me.

Do something, Anatole.

I can't hold on.

coming!

He's fallen.

He must have hurt himself.

- Is that yours?

- No.

Then it's mine.

New York's pretty good.

Right!

I still don't see why

you paid our fare, Colonel.

Know how much

is in that train?

Fifty million dollars,

on its way to Fort Knox.

Tell me, do you have any plans

while you're in America?

for Eclair Group

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