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Morning, Honey.

-Not this morning. -You don't want it?

I've got a busy day.

Are the sales on at Louboutin?

Who mentioned sales?

If it's sales you want, come and get'em.

Can you feel my Chanel? And my Louis Vuitton?

-And Dior. -Yes, Dior.

Right, mate. You're on.

Thin, warm jet

that cools down gradually.

A cute little blue light show.

Come to daddy.

Why is he going into the shed?

Need a hand, honey?

No thanks, I'm making a toast for daddy.

Ah, that's so sweet.

He's lucky to have such a kind son.

Morning my darlings. Thanks a lot,

I'm thirsty.

Aren't you having breakfast?

I've got to go, I'm in a rush.

You'll find the time, you're dropping Felix off.

I can't, Martine's bombarding me with messages.

Really? I've got my jewellery course.

You gave up paintball classes?

Very funny.

You can do Félix's school run all week.

What about Albertina?

She's coming with me to my paintball course.

I love you, have a great day.

Please don't do that.

-You can't do that to me. -You'll be fine.

Don't worry, dad. Here, I made a toast for you.

Thanks a lot.

You don't know what Martine's like.

I know Martine does paintball , Martine goes riding...

And Martine breaks my balls ?

It sounds great, can we get it?

Where is your school, exactly?

You going left or right?

Hi, Martine.

Loud and clear. Careful, today I only want good news.

I've got really bad news.

Someone broke into one of the restaurants.

-Where's the bad news? -Sorry?

We're insured, just claim a few extras.

No, Daniel. Enough with the shenanigans.

Got to go, I'm here. Bye!

I'm terribly sorry, our card reader is out of order.

Cash or check. Or there's an ATM right next door.

Thank you.

I need a loan. I've found a place right next to a bank.

Mr Abisserra,

all your restaurants are next to an ATM. Watch out.

The tax man is going to get suspicious.

It's your fault, you won't let me have an ATM in our restaurants.

What am I to do?

-I'm but a poor shopkeeper. -Not only.

Not only...

I have to bid on the place on Monday,

and I need funds.

Impossible, it's too soon.

Guess what.

Nothing in life is impossible.

What's this, Mr Abisserra?

It's confidential.

Wow, it's thick.

Like the meal, it's filling.

Yes, clearly.

-It's my bar mitzvah! -Exactly!

Ladies and gentlemen, please stand up slowly

and leave the premises. Today the meal

is on the Police.

-Wait a minute... -Don't move.

-There must be a mistake. -Are you Daniel Abisserra?

Yes, I am.

I have a search warrant against you.

You are accused of hiring illegal workers

and tax evasion.

I am appalled, Mr Abisserra.

Absolutely appalled.

-Excuse me. -Of course.

Is this going to take long?

Hey, is this going to take long?

I've got things to do, I'm a busy man.

Leave that cupboard, it's my wife's stuff.

It's her shoe and bag closet. You'll find bags and shoes.

What are you looking for?

Hello? What the...

-Why is he sniffing me like that? -He's a good dog.

He gets excited when he smells cash.

Do I look like a 500 note?

Go on then, dog man.

Search! Search.

No, there's nothing there!

Bingo!

So, explain that!

Tania, it's dinars.

Holidays in Tunisia,

that's about E30 in dinars.

Not the haul of the century.

It's my place, I'll say what I want.

Honey...

What's all this? What's happening?

Are they burglars?

No, they're not burglars,

they're movers, right? They're just tidying up.

You there, when you're done emptying the drawers,

-push the desk against the wall. -Yes, ma'am.

And you there! Careful, they're Jimmy Choos.

I told you, it's my wife's stuff.

-Yeah, right. -I'll explain.

See you later, Daniel.

See you. I swear I'll explain. It's nothing!

It's a mis...

Major, we'll take it from here.

I'm in the doghouse.

Thank you.

Don't worry, we'll help you tidy up.

Thanks. Sort them by brand,

or she'll kill me.

Thanks a lot.

Are you kidding me? Want a coffee, too?

Come on, back to work!

What's that shed, in the garden?

I don't know, it's not ours.

It used to be a bike shed, Never set foot in it.

It'll take hours. We haven't even eaten.

You shouldn't have let the dog go, moron.

Did it go to the bank to make a deposit?

I might be a moron, but I can tell euros from dinars.

-What are you doing? -What?

What's in there?

What's that?

-What? -Move.

Shit.

Ok, you got me.

-And these aren't dinars. -Shit!

We got him!

-Seal them. -Come on, let's go.

-Fuck. -Jackpot, baby.

We're not talking Money Heist , here.

Quentin, count this please.

Seriously, there's E5,000 in cash,

you want to send me to jail for that?

Are all your managers freelancers, mate?

Yes, but you don't need to talk down to me.

Are we trying to skip payroll taxes?

What kind of a question is that?

You have no clue about tax law.

Why are all your restaurants next to a bank?

They're good clients, and I avoid any bad checks.

And the cash we found in the tills? What's that?

That's the tips.

So at lunchtime, in one restaurant you made E1500 in tips?

Our waitresses are really friendly.

Are the illegal workers we found in the kitchens friendly, too?

They're not illegal workers.

They were clients picking up their orders.

So, in your joints,

when you pick up your food,

you have to make it yourself?

That's why we're so cheap.

If I wash up, do I get a discount?

No, but you could get a free coffee.

That's it?

Are we done here?

Are you seriously going to bother the judge for that?

Audrey.

-Are you ok, Daniel? -I'm fine.

-How bad is it? -The judge will hear you.

It hurts! I'm not gonna fucking escape.

It hurts, can't you just loosen them?

It's been fucking up my wrists for three hours.

Daniel?

What's up, brother? Gimme a second!

You mess up a tiramisu?

-Stop it, it's no joke. -You think this is?

-Which judge are you seeing? -Judge Abiteboul.

Abiteboul? A Jew? Play the Tunisian-Jew card, he'll love it.

You'll be out by tonight.

You'll spend Shabbat at home, I swear.

Leave me alone, I'm talking to my pal!

Who's that clown?

Come in.

Hello.

Your Honour.

Sorry to bother you, but

Abiteboul's a Tunisian name, right?

Is there anyone in your family

called Léon? Léon, from La Goulette?

I knew it, we're cousins.

Distant, but cousins all the same.

Please sit down, people are going to

-start talking. -Of course.

He's my cousin, I've got this.

Right, so...

This is a pretty confusing case.

I'd be happy to help you make sense of it.

Of course.

So, a manager called Franck Madru... Do you know him?

Of course, he manages my restaurants.

He described a network of illegal workers

inside your establishments.

A network? It's... It's...

I suspected he was an antisemite,

but now I know.

Léna? Antisemitic.

Write it down. So will I.

Mr Abisserra, how many illegal workers

work for you?

Zero.

Maybe one. I...

That's the HR manager's job, ask her.

Sort that out with her.

The fraud squad has picked up on

six cases of illegal employment.

-Out of 120. -Exactly.

That's a pretty reasonable score, don't you think?

If you're playing a video game.

Sorry, your Honour, I shouldn't have said that.

Right.

Do you admit to

data trafficking

regarding your cash registers?

Who told you that? Was it Franck Madru?

That Nazi told you that?

Don't believe a word he says. Not a word. He's lying.

Mate, I'm making so much cash

that I can't fit it in my trunk.

-What trunk? -The trunk of my car!

And it's a Range Rover.

Mr Abiteboul...

In the restaurant business, everyone cooks the books.

Most people make 10% margins, I make 2 or 3%, barely.

I'm pretty honest compared to the rest.

I'm sure you are.

So, I suggest we meet again

to talk about it at a later date.

Ok, with pleasure.

Léna, could you please arrange

Mr Abisserra's transfer to Poissy prison?

- Excuse me, what? - Poissy prison.

You're sending me to jail?

I'm placing you in preventive detention.

Wait, you can't do this. Are you kidding me?

All I did was hire a few illegal workers and make some cash.

Mr Abiteboul, you can't do that to me.

We're family.

Good bye, Mr Abisserra.

-Your Honour. -Your Honor, please.

Good bye.

So he can send me to prison without a trial?

Preventive detention is there to lock suspects up

to stop them from leaning on witnesses.

I'm a crook, not a terrorist.

What was all that about you being cousins?

How long can he hold me for?

2 years, at the most.

2 years, are you crazy? 2 years!

It could be 2 weeks, it's up to the judge.

I made a bit of cash, that's it.

They're cracking down on tax evaders.

Come off it. I pay you in cash, too.

Keep your voice down, for Christ's sake!

You don't understand, even one day is out of the question.

Daniel, I'm really sorry.

-Fine. I want an upgrade. -An upgrade?

Yes, a VIP cell, like Carlos Ghosn.

Give me my check books.

I'll pay the staff before they freeze my accounts.

-Sure? -Yes.

What should I tell Lisa?

To say nothing until things get better.

You'll see, Poissy's a small jail.

A family atmosphere, it's mixed,

full of young people.

Paedophiles.

AIDS.

You're pretty cute.

I'm sure they'll want to talk tax law with you.

Tania,

I think he's got it.

I'm just explaining.

Move.

Take all your stuff out.

Hurry up. Get a move on!

That's a good wad of cash.

You're a woman?

Don't I look like one?

But it's a prison for men, so...

Sorry...

Looks like my balls are bigger than his.

You going to keep those clothes on?

Here, take this.

Wait, I need to get undressed?

Yes, take them off.

Yep, right here. And hurry up.

-In front of you? -No, in the changing room.

Yes, right here, right now!

Could you turn around, please?

Are you scared we might see your little birdy?

Please.

Go on.

Thank you.

I'm going to get my head smashed in!

Here's your card.

Careful, it's not an American Express.

You going to keep your shoes on?

Could I call my wife, please?

You'll need to file a request with the judge,

and open a phone account.

I just want to call my wife.

You need an account to make calls.

Ok, I'd like to open an account, please.

Between the 1st and 3rd, or the 21st and 25th.

As today's the 4th, you'll need to wait for the 21st.

You mean I have to wait till the 21st to speak to my wife?

Lucky man!

Do you want me to kill myself?

Wouldn't you like to see the shrink first?

So, what brings you here?

I'm shitting myself.

Are you on a treatment?

-What for? -Your anal incontinence.

Give me something homeopathic,

or something to calm me down.

I'm not here to prescribe tilla or verbena.

Ok, give me what you've got.

Ok, great.

-3 a day, right? -No!

A quarter a day. It's what we give inmates to calm them down.

Leave it.

What's the deal with the showers?

So...

Don't believe everything you hear.

Rapes do happen, but rarely.

That's not what I meant.

How many showers a week are we allowed?

Two showers a week.

Ok. Can I shower alone?

Patients suffering from certain symptoms

can shower alone.

-What symptoms? -Anal incontinence.

-Ok, put me down for that! -Fine.

Thank you.

I'll file the request, it should take a month.

One month! Wait a minute,

I can't stay a whole month without showering.

Is there any way you could help me

call my wife?

Well, you can file a request but it takes a month...

Are you kidding? It's a month too?

Do I have to wait a month to take a shit too?

You just told me you suffered from anal incontinence.

Listen Mr Abisserra, I'm here to help you

but you can also turn to religion.

Abisserra's a Muslim name. There are prayer groups.

But I'm Jewish.

What?

I'd keep that to myself if I were you.

You think it's a problem?

I don't think so, I know so.

If I were you, I wouldn't tell anyone.

I want to see a rabbi.

Good morning, rabbi.

What's with the jumper?

It's not Christmas.

I've got to find you some clothes.

Did you speak to my wife?

Don't mention your wife, she called me 2,000 times.

God forgive me, I ended up blocking her.

The shrink told me to hide the fact that I was Jewish.

Why, are Jews forbidden here? That's news to me.

-Where's your dad from? -Tunisia.

In Tunisia, Sephardi and Arabs have always got on.

This isn't exactly the Café des délices in Tunis.

If you're asked, say you're Jewish.

If you're not, don't say anything.

-Here. -I don't feel like praying.

I feel like killing myself.

Fuck, that hurt!

You want to kill yourself but a slap hurts? Open.

Call your wife.

What a nightmare.

-Hello, who is it? -Hello?

Daniel, my love, it's you.

What's going on?

I made a bit of cash, that's it.

You don't go to jail for a bit of cash. How much?

-300,000. -300,000?

Did they take it all?

- Don't worry, I'm not stupid. - Where is it?

I hid it in the shed, in the ski suits.

Whatever you do, don't touch it. Honey...

- I won't. How are you. -It's Hell here, I won't last.

Stop it, you will last. Do you hear me?

You've always been strong. You're a rock, ok?

-You need to handle the restaurants. -I know nothing about it!

It's no harder than your dad's shops.

It's completely different.

And what are the risks? I don't want to join you in jail.

Those restaurants are our son's inheritance, ok?

What exactly should I tell Félix?

Nothing. Just like everyone else,

tell him I'm on a business trip. Ok, baby?

What's going on under the sheet?

-Hello? -We're praying.

Leave us alone. Five minutes.

No, two minutes.

Oh fuck!

What a nightmare.

Thank you very much.

Keep the shawl and the tephillin.

Are you sure?

Don't wear them in the courtyard singing "Shema Israel".

Wear them when they fall asleep. They'll give you strength.

Amen.

And find another jumper.

Shalom.

Patrick, there's a mistake.

-Is it double 'R'? -Yes it is.

Hi, again.

This is the arrivals section.

You'll spend the night here to get acclimated,

then you'll move next door.

I have two spots left:

either with a junkie who set his mattress on fire,

or a gypsy who decapitated another guy.

What's it going be?

Burning Man or Highlander?

I'll take the room with the gypsy.

It's a cell, not a room.

Right.

Patrick, you take him.

-Stop freaking out, Patrick. -I'm not.

In you go.

-Go on! -Hurry up!

Shut the fuck up!

What are you in for?

- Answer! - I'm a two-bit Jewish crook.

You're Jewish? Show me your dick.

Right now. Your dick.

My family was hidden with Jews during the war.

Coffee?

However,

don't let anyone know you're Jewish.

Really?

You're Sephardi.

Did your grandma speak Arabic to you?

Yeah, but all I remember are the swear words.

Swear words are perfect!

Tell them you're half French,

-half Arab. -Ok.

Don't worry, there's two buildings.

One for the kids from the projects,

and one for us oldies.

Is this building better?

There's more love.

Less fighting. But stop acting like a chick.

I'm not doing anything.

Your little panicked face is a real turn on.

See, I've got a hard on.

I'm not doing anything.

And you gotta learn to hold a stare.

Hold it. Look at me.

Look at me! Mean. You're mean! Mean!

You're mean

There you go!

You're mean, but you're cute. Aren't you?

Naughty cutie.

Makes me want to tickle your scar.

Ride you bareback.

Nothing beats starting off with a friend.

You be the man, I'll be the woman.

Yeah, you're the man!

Ok, I'll be the man. I'll do it.

Yeah, good boy. You're the man.

Eat my pussy.

Eat my pussy, bitch!

Jean-Luc, I don't want to eat your pussy, ok?

You should have seen your face!

You were pulling my leg?

Were you kidding?

Yeah, I was. But in the courtyard

some of them won't be kidding.

I'm tired.

Quiet!

The head of detention has a message for you.

Morning, gentlemen.

A message for the newbies. As you may have guessed,

some inmates have sex.

Starfoullah , you think I want to hear that?

We know it's a controversial topic.

Some are for it, others against.

Our job is to protect you.

You're saying we should have sex with men.

It's prevention, ok?

That's it.

And we've brought gifts.

Seriously, Patrick? Gifts?

- Hurry up. - Yo. We gonna fuck?

-No thanks. -Hey beardy, can I have your share?

You'll be happy to have one to jerk off.

We'll split you into two groups.

One for each building.

When I call your name, go to your bench.

Number 87, over here.

Move it.

90.

-Over here. -Yes, boss.

-Move it. -91!

-Here. -Great, I get Santa Claus.

Do I get a present?

Number 78.

That's me.

Sorry.

No, there.

There must be a mistake, because I was with...

He's really getting on my nerves.

Sorry, ma'am... I mean boss...

Could I go with them,

we've already made friends.

We can work it out, I've got black money.

I mean money...

Sit your ass down over there.

Move it!

I'll show you black money.

Number 22!

Any black money, too?

Number 68!

I swear it was 52.

-Yeah, right. It was 33. - Wallah , it was more.

Hey, the screw, there's no room here.

The cell's full!

I'll stick you in solitary, problem solved.

If he stays, I'll fuck him over. You hear me?

Day in, day out, you got that?

Hey, listen here!

Get off your high horses, Khaled.

Anything happens to him, I'll throw you all in solitary.

Don't lump us all together.

What, you've got a problem?

Have a Nesquick, Youssou N'Dour

Shut the fuck up, Kojak. Go fuck yourself.

The guy's got no respect.

Look down. I said look down!

Did I make myself clear?

What are you in for?

I was on my scooter with my son and I got into a scrap.

-What did you do? -We got into it.

Bad luck, he was a cop.

Where are you from?

My dad's Tunisian, and my mum's French.

What's your name.

My name's Mustapha.

-Mustapha. -Mustapha?

Yeah, Mustapha.

-Want me to repeat it? -Shut the fuck up, Mustapha.

You need to calm down right now.

Take the bottom mattress. Hurry up.

Sorry.

You got money to eat, Mustapha?

Yeah, I think so.

We have a really important rule here:

Shut the fuck up,

morning, noon and night.

Got it?

Go again, cuz. 41...

-Don't call me cuz. -What's your problem?

-You're a pain in the ass. -Go on. 41.

Doum's, tell him it was 52.

-He was on 52. -53.

I'm gonna kill you, I swear.

-He's on 52. -Thanks.

53...

54.

Now's not the time to start crying.

I'm not crying.

Yeah, just saying.

No little bitches here.

We're big boys.

-Is she... -That's her!

Hello, Martine.

-Quick, everyone's waiting. -Really?

The meeting's broadcast in every branch of the group.

The staff's threatening to go on strike for fear of not getting paid.

Why wouldn't they get paid?

The managers were taken into custody.

If you don't rally the troops,

-we're out of business. -Wait a second.

What do I tell them?

-Didn't Daniel brief you? -No!

I don't know. Do like Daniel and improvise.

-All together. -It's not my problem.

They're always strutting around.

Those bearded bastards are really busting my balls.

Gentlemen,

it's aquagym time.

Wait, there's aquagym?

Showers!

-Come on, cuz. -You stink.

I don't need a shower.

Move your ass.

I'm Lisa Abisserra,

and I'll be taking over management of the group

while my husband is in jail.

-Sorry about your husband. -Thank you.

But what's going to happen to our wages?

Your checks are ready,

Daniel made a point of signing them.

Great. Will we get a check

for our stay in jail too?

Yeah, so the days the restaurants remained closed

were a real burden on our company.

Because in the end, it is your company too.

Our company?

When did we become shareholders?

Are we the ones that go on holiday to Tel Aviv?

I'm sorry, but who are you?

Nicole Lopez, HR manager and union member.

Does the union know you hire illegal workers?

As I told the police, it wasn't my fault I hired them.

They gave me their brothers' papers,

or their cousins', who were legal.

You can't recognise someone from a photo? Some HR manager!

Listen, I don't find it funny.

What's going to happen to us?

Us, I don't know, but you are fired.

If you sue, I'll say you were paid in cash.

I never took any cash!

Well, good luck telling them.

Listen carefully,

Daniel has always been loyal to you.

Kevin, you started off as a waiter

and you were just about to open your own franchise.

Stéphanie, you're still here after three maternity leaves in four years.

Daniel always gives you anything you ask for.

I'm only asking for one thing.

To be there...

For the company. For him. For your jobs.

I'm with you, Lisa.

Me too.

-Me too. -Me too.

-Me too. -Yeah, we're in.

Me too.

Mustapha, you gonna keep your clothes on?

It's fine.

Mustapha, I think Nono likes you.

You know what they call him?

Anaconda!

It's big. Really big.

Turn off the Devil's music.

It's not Satan, it's NTM, motherfucker.

Yeah, right.

You deaf or what?

-What's your problem? -I swear...

-Right, that's enough. -What's your problem?

Showers or solitary, guys?

Watch your bitch.

Right, that's enough.

Enough, I said.

-Move it. -Go fuck yourself!

He thinks he's in Call of Duty. Asshole.

Go wash yourself.

I saw you shit yourself when he moved.

I swear, I wanted to sneeze.

Come on. Keep moving.

Go on. In there.

Guys, I want us all looking pretty.

Won't be easy.

Stay away from me.

What's up, Mustapha? You still dressed?

You too!

Look, it's D'Artagnan!

Calm down, this isn't The Birdcage .

Naughty girl.

We're not gonna fuck you, you ugly bastard.

Move it. Off you go.

-Are you not coming? -Not here.

What if there's a fight?

We pick up the spare parts.

Is there a tennis court next door?

What? Some kid probably lost it.

What the fuck did you just do?

You stupid bastard!

-There was 200 bucks in there! -I didn't know.

It's ok, brother. It's on me.

It's ok. You fucking moron.

-I didn't know. -Shut the fuck up, Mustapha.

-You owe me 400 bucks. -400?

Push, old man!

You're a genius!

Never change!

Tell me where and when, I'll send a guy over.

That son of a bitch is taking a shit.

Fuck you, you bastard! Why are you shitting now?

There's a timetable for that, what's your problem?

Sorry guys,

I'm in real pain.

- I'll sing you a song. - I'll call you back.

What you gonna do,

it's Mustapha's number 2.

Please guys, I'm struggling here.

A big poo!

Keep going.

Salaam alaikum guys. Enjoy.

Don't put it there. Not there.

It stinks too much.

Nono, can you get it bro?

Don't forget the yogurt.

Ramon, give me some more bread next time.

More bread. Thanks.

Mustapha, take your tray. Hurry up.

Put it on my bed, please.

Hurry up and take your tray.

Move it.

Eat up. Bon appétit.

He's got his pants down and his tray on his lap.

Eating and shitting at the same time.

Yesterday my colleague got a piss bowl with shit in it.

Next time it's solitary, you got it?

Where's Pikachu?

I've seen some dirty shit, but this...

You filthy bastard.

Get off the shitter, man.

Flush it and stop breaking my balls.

Please help me, God.

Please help me.

I'm begging you.

That's Jewish stuff, right?

No.

No, not at all. They're...

Amulets.

Amulets?

Yeah.

I've got some too.

-Really? -Yeah.

Look.

There.

My granddad left them to my dad,

who left them to me.

What's inside?

Suras.

And yours?

-Scrolls. -Really?

-There's one here. -Yeah.

And one here. That's two scrolls.

And do they work?

Yes, they do.

Ok.

Take your time, brother. Relax.

Keep going.

-Mr Latuyère. -Thank you.

-Mr Latuyère. -Mrs Abisserra.

Were you offered a coffee?

That won't be necessary, thank you.

As you may have noticed,

our restaurants are back with a bang.

What I really noticed

was the E160,000 overdraft your company's in.

It is true that shutting down for two days

cost us a lot of money.

- But that's behind us. - Not that far behind.

Given the extent of the fraud, the company faces heavy penalties.

We'll be able to cope,

our restaurants alone are worth millions.

The bank demands immediate repayment of the E160,000.

If you cut our credit, we're dead.

Management orders.

I'm terribly sorry. Really.

You can't do that to us.

You and Daniel were close.

We're asking as a favour. Please.

Alas, that's not how business works.

And your envelopes, how do they work?

- I don't understand. - You should be the one in jail.

Do you have any proof?

I could sue you for libel.

In the 40s, you would have learnt German in a flash.

If you're strapped for cash,

just take your Diors and your Chanels

and organise a garage sale.

You have till the end of the week to pay!

Or I'll send in the bailiffs!

What's your shoe size?

46.

Me too.

Hey, Mustapha!

You going to the mosque?

Moron.

-How are you? -All good.

What's next? Rape?

What should I do?

You need to earn respect. Choose one and fight him.

-Fight him? -Yeah!

Go on.

Pick one and fight.

Anyone.

It will happen, you have no choice.

Choose.

Him.

You're going to fight a midget?

-He's a midget. -What's his problem?

-He's nuts. -Go for it, Rayan.

Serve him the special!

What are you looking at?

I can barely see you down there.

We didn't do anything.

Jean-Luc?

We didn't do anything!

Inmate down, in the courtyard.

Send backup.

Disgusting! Shit.

-Find anything? -Nothing.

I'll teach you to fuck around in the courtyard.

-We didn't do anything, Chico. -Excuse me?

Are making his bed?

What do you think?

Wait a second.

-What's up? -Look at that.

Boss, someone's got a message.

Whose phone is it?

You're dead, Mustapha.

It's mine.

You could get two weeks in solitary.

It's my phone, that's it.

How did you get it in?

By carrier pigeon.

Don't leave me here, it smells of shit.

Just ask your carrier pigeon for some scented candles.

Please.

It's fully furnished, you're in luck.

Mummy. Mummy?

For crying out loud, you scared me, Félix.

Chance. Fingers crossed.

"Go directly to jail. Do not pass go."

I've had enough.

Let's play a different game.

It's because I'm winning and you're going to jail.

No, it's because you're cheating.

- What's all that cash? - I earned it.

Liar, I saw you take it from the bank.

- No. - Put the money back in the bank.

Of course!

Of course! You just saved our family, son!

Please, how can I make coffee with that?

You want a tutorial?

Thank you.

What else.

I gathered you here today

because Daniel told me I could really trust you.

Kevin, show us how to take cash out without declaring it.

Can we do that?

Are you scared I'll turn you in?

I cancel the bill, and take the cash out.

Right, is that clear?

We're going to do the opposite.

We're going to put the cash back where it belongs.

So...

There you go.

The cash has become a bill.

Basically, you laundered money.

Call it as you will,

but unless we enter E160,000 by tomorrow, it's curtains.

Does Daniel know about this?

Daniel's not in charge anymore.

I am.

Martine, we have to detail everything...

46... 70...

Ok, let's have a look.

You rang up E1,624 worth of Burrata?

We're a restaurant, not a buffalo farm.

They're not going to eat only Burrata, our bills need to make sense.

Éli, apart from your mum,

who would ever give you a E50 tip?

When's Daniel getting out?

Soon, I hope, because Lisa's going to kill us.

Look at Martine.

She's going bankrupt.

Martine, do you want some weed? It'll pick you up.

Yeah. It's been a while

It's good stuff, don't worry.

Wait, have you been getting Matine high?

All her bills are in Francs.

You good?

Is Nono not here?

He's still in hospital.

Can I take his bunk?

You didn't snitch, well done.

You earned your bunk.

Thanks.

Is that your son? He doesn't look like you.

Yeah, I had some trouble with a Polish plumber.

Can you get me a mobile?

I can do that, but it'll cost you a grand.

Ok for one grand.

Go on. You off to the pool?

Hurry up, Green Mile .

Keep calling me Green Mile and I'll sue your ass.

Mustapha!

Diego, let him sit there.

Thanks.

Hey, Rayan.

Sorry.

You caught a lucky break.

-You're a good lad. -I'm sorry.

Let's bury the hatchet.

He's not burying it.

I played for Olympique Lyonnais.

-Yeah? -Yeah, at the youth academy.

I played with Karim Benzema, Hatem Ben Arfa.

I was better than all the Bens.

Yeah, Ben Bigmouth too.

-What do you mean? -I don't know.

You ok?

-What's he doing? -A magic trick.

-Here. -Oh fuck.

Take it.

I'm glad I didn't ask for a sandwich.

Here you go. Take it.

You think you could get me a photocopier?

He can fit anything in there.

My fingers stink!

Keep it down!

His ass is a Best Buy.

-Hello? -Lisa? It's me.

Daniel, my love! I'm so happy to hear you!

Daddy! I wanna talk to daddy!

-Just a second. -Pass him to me!

How are you, my son?

What's it like, over there?

Over where?

In Africa.

Africa? Yes, of course, in Africa.

I'm next to a river,

and in front of me,

I can see a huge crocodile swinging its tail around.

It sounds great. Can I come one day?

Yes, I'll bring you to Africa.

Put mum on the phone.

-Here, mum. -I love you, son.

Hello!

You told him I was in Africa because I'm in jail?

That's borderline racist.

I love you, my darling.

I'm so happy to hear your voice. I miss you!

I miss you so much.

How are the restaurants doing?

That prick of a banker has blocked everything,

but don't worry, I came up with a solution.

Ok, what did you do?

I took the money from the shed.

No, no. No!

Where else could I find 160,000 bucks, genius?

- I'm listening. -Fuck.

Listen to me: leave the cash alone!

Even for a Vuitton handbag?

When are you coming to see me?

I don't know, the judge is blocking all visits

but don't worry, I'm on it with the lawyer.

Listen carefully. you need to bring me E1,000.

But how? I've never been in a prison.

You just laundered E160,000, you can handle 1,000.

I've got to go.

No, please don't go, honey. Tell me...

How are you? How are you coping?

I've got to go.

Was that your wife?

Yeah.

When will I get my cash?

You'll have it in 30 days.

- What do you do for a living? - I manage a pizzeria in Paris.

Oh, shit.

-Yes, my love? -Hello?

How are you?

It's all good, my love!

-I saw the judge, I'm coming on Tuesday! -That's fantastic!

That's my girl, you're a genius. I love you.

You're amazing.

Baby...

-Can you do me a favour? -Whatever you want .

Could you wear... a leather catsuit?

Like Catwoman.

And with an open crotch.

I think you got the wrong number.

-I love you. -Can we come to the visit?

You naughty boy, Mr lip licker.

Come on, man.

-62. -62.

-Next! -Go ahead.

-Hello. Lisa Abisserra. -Yeah.

Case number?

-78. -Ok.

- Don't do that, it's a Gucci. - Gucci, Schmucci. On you go.

-What's wrong with you? -Get a move on! Hello.

-52. -52.

Hello. Please place your bag and jewellery on the table.

Hello... 84.

Right, in you go.

-All my jewellery? -Yes.

Next!

-Hello. -Hello.

-How are you? -Fine, and you?

She's not alone, there's a queue here.

Hurry up, the place is going to blow up!

Next!

Open your coat.

-Why? -Why not?

Guys, someone's got a hooker in. What do we do?

If the whore's in order, there's nothing we can do.

Other than check her ass out.

Have fun.

15 minutes, that's it. No extra time, got it?

My love!

-Got the money? -Yes.

-Great. -I got called a whore with the catsuit.

You're wearing a catsuit?

I was just kidding.

Seriously? I looked everywhere for your open-crotch catsuit!

The diversion worked, they didn't search you.

-Here. -Thanks.

-Watch it. -Ok.

-What are you doing? -What do you think?

Are you sticking it up your bum?

Yes, up my ass.

That must really hurt.

Stop, it's making me uncomfortable.

My love!

Don't touch me, are you crazy?

I missed you so much!

How much longer must I lie to Félix?

We'll talk when you've taken your coat off.

When? The judge won't let you out until we close the restaurants.

-But we're all square now. -Not for the judge.

He can't keep me in, he's got to let me out!

When? I can't take this any longer.

It's Hell without you.

We'll talk when you've taken that coat off.

You'll be back before the judge for sexual assault

Don't you want it?

A bit, but being fondled in a visiting room isn't peak romance.

Everybody does it, I swear.

Do I look like just anybody?

I'm not just looking.

-You're a princess. -Yes.

You're amazing.

It's great to feel you.

Right, the porno shoot's over.

-Can they hear us? -No, they can't.

It feels good. And I like that strong male smell.

-You like it? -Yeah.

-It's not bad. -Yeah.

Did you have fun?

Do you get paid in jewels?

It's Fort Knox in there.

You're jealous.

Careful, I'll whoop your ass.

No need, I'm good.

Right, grab your bits and bobs.

Get lost.

"No need, I'm good."

-Do you do Ramadan? -Yes.

During Ramadan,

the three first days are the toughest.

-Follow me, I'll help. -Daniel!

-Daniel, brother! -Who's that scumbag?

Shut the fuck up, Torah boy! Shut up!

Shut up, Bin Laden, I'm not talking to you!

Daniel! Unbelievable!

Abiteboul screwed you over, too!

"I'm a Tunisian Jew!" Bastard!

How's it going? Daniel, it's me!

Why does he keep calling you Daniel? Do you know him?

-I don't know, bro. -He keeps calling you Daniel.

Leave him alone, Fatso!

Shut the fuck up, I'm Mustapha!

Shut up!

With a face like that, you're called Mustapha?

Shut the fuck up!

Shabbat shalom, Mustapha!

Shabbat shalom?

You took me for a fool with the amulets.

- Wallah , I wasn't lying. -Shut the fuck up.

And stop saying 'Wallah'.

Come here.

Why did you say you were called Mustapha? That's not cool.

It's borderline racist.

-I was afraid. -What's your name.

-Daniel. -Daniel who?

-Abisserra. -Daniel Abisserra? Really?

Not bad, your pizzeria.

-I want 100 grand. -I don't have it.

Your wife's number's on the phone we gave you.

We could pay her a visit.

I can't take 100 grand out, like that.

You Jews usually help each other out.

Start a gofundme.

That's enough, I said you could play for 1 hour.

It took 20 minutes to load,

I'm in a tournament, and dad would have said yes.

-It's over, switch it off. -I've had enough.

I can never play on my tab

or see my dad!

Don't be surprised if I run away!

Hello? Daniel, how are you?

Lisa, honey. You need to take 100 grand out for me.

It's important!

-What? -A guy will swing by the office,

you need to do this, I'm in deep shit.

Listen to your bitch of a husband or shit'll hit the fan.

-Get the cash, bitch. -Ok.

Fuck.

I hope it will do.

Mrs Abisserra?

Where did the cash come from?

I sold some jewellery.

You got the invoices?

They were heirlooms.

This is serious, Mrs Abisserra.

We're talking criminal conspiracy.

We found 5,000 in cash on your husband.

He's been in jail for 3 months.

There's 100,000 here.

You're looking at 5 years.

Where's Félix, now?

With the maid?

Waiting for child protection services?

Don't talk about my son!

You're not the one calling the shots.

You're in custody.

And soon, you'll be in jail.

And you won't recognise your son next time you see him.

Nor will he recognise you.

Jail's is a bit tougher than the Pilates classes you're used to.

I had no choice, Daniel needed the money!

Why? He wants to open a falafel in jail?

I'm calling the judge.

What do you want?

Testify against your husband.

-And you can walk. -No.

No way. Anything but that.

Ever heard of baby gym?

It's a new section in the women's wing.

Built specially for mums.

To play with their kids.

Once a month.

Félix is going to love it.

Your wife didn't show up. Call her.

Hi, you've reached Lisa's voicemail...

-Voicemail. -What do we do?

-I don't know. -What do you mean?

Courtyard time.

What's up, Chico?

Stop calling me that.

What should I call you?

-Are you ok? -No.

Remember, you're not alone.

What's the difference?

- Salaam alaikum . -What you looking at?

Beat it.

Hi.

Aren't you with your mates, Dastardly and Muttley?

Some mates they are. They're trying to squeeze me for 30,000 bucks.

My whole life savings.

They're a bunch of bitches.

- Mind your language. - Sorry, sorry.

What's your plan? You going to pay?

It depends...

How much would you charge to protect me?

We can protect you from the infidel,

but you know what God demands in return.

You want me to convert?

But I'm Jewish.

Have you ever heard of Hassanet?

No. They're measurement units for good deeds.

Do you know how many Hassanets

a Muslim brother could earn for setting you on the right course?

Wouldn't you prefer 20 grand?

What was that with Omar?

I'm talking, asshole. What were you doing?

Talking to a brother.

What do you mean, talking to a brother?

You didn't, did you?

Omar said "Touch one brother, you touch them all." Ok?

Move it.

Hi.

Are you ok?

I left you 1,000 messages, why didn't you answer?

The police caught me with the money.

I had to testify against you.

They threatened to lock me up.

They put so much pressure on me, I was terrified.

But...

The police will talk to the judge. You'll get a hearing.

Of course I will, now that you ratted me out.

You're a snitch, Lisa.

Stop, you're scaring me.

Do you know what happens to snitches, here?

Do you?

How dare you talk to me like that?

You seeing someone?

What an asshole you've become.

Better than being a slut.

Let go, you're hurting me.

Let go of me!

-What's got into you? -What's going on?

I never want to see you again.

It's over.

-There's 2,000 from the robbery. -Get lost.

-I swear. -What are you talking about?

-Miss Chico! -Stop it.

-Chicolata. -Hey...

Solitary?

Mustapha... I mean, Daniel. Here, for you.

Really?

Good luck.

Looks great. See, prison's got its good sides.

All good, Abu Mustapha?

Mashallah , he's pious.

We wanted you on our payroll, not on the terror watchlist.

A watchlist?

Hi, brothers.

There's no 'Hi brothers' here. You say Salaam alaikum

and we answer alaikum salaam .

-Ok, I'm sorry. -Do it again.

Shalom alaikum ...

-Shalom, what? - Salaam alaikum ...

Alaikum salaam.

I wanted to ask you a question, brothers.

Am I going on the terror watchlist?

Inch'Allah!

Welcome to the club.

When you get out,

go to the Abu Bakri Mosque in Romainville.

Ask for brother Tarik,

he's the imam. Got it?

Ok? He's a brother.

But if you don't go there,

the brothers will come.

4, Rue Bailly. Right?

Am I right?

We're counting on you.

-Of course. -Great.

Come and sit down.

-Next, please! -Here she is.

So Lisa, why did you call us all in?

Do we all get a rise?

Hi everybody, thanks for coming.

One day, the captain of the Titanic

gathers all the passengers and says "I've got good news and bad news."

"I'll start with the good news.

"We're going to win 11 Oscars.

"And you deserve these 11 Oscars

"because...

"we managed to right the ship, and..."

Lisa, we're closing shop, aren't we?

Judge's decision.

I'm really sorry.

Muslims are this afternoon.

Simon, it's me, Daniel.

The Christmas sweater.

Oh, wow!

That's some coming out, right there.

I had no choice, Simon. I swear on the Torah.

You mean on the Koran.

Stop it, it's not funny.

You know what happens when you get radicalised in jail.

I know, but they have my address.

Forget the beardies, I meant the cops.

Converts are reported to the administration.

You got to help me, Simon. I need a miracle.

Come on. This is serious, Daniel.

What does your wife think?

She wants a divorce.

You don't do things half way.

I might have a solution.

No praying. No way!

I'm on five a day, that's enough.

No more praying.

My grandma would always say

"If the Germans had tasted my meatballs,

"they'd have left the Jews alone."

You go under, then swing a hook.

Left, right. One two.

You go under, then left right.

Salaam alaikum.

You got some nerve.

You thought we wouldn't see you with the rabbi?

I went to say goodbye.

The rabbi had a great idea.

He suggested we celebrate Pesach together.

-What? -Seriously?

More Jewish humour?

It's not Jewish humour, Omar.

He can get meat in.

I thought you might like it.

You know what, I'll tell him to pack up his steaks.

- What was that? - Steaks, brother.

Who cares, it's Kosher, we can't eat it.

Idiot. If it's Kosher it's Halal, it's the same.

He even mentioned

prime rib.

Mashallah , let's go!

-Wait a second. -No way.

No, no! It's ok.

You trying to bribe us with a kebab?

I'm not trying to bribe you.

You managed to convert me,

but imagine you managed to convert a rabbi...

Prime rib, brothers.

Prime rib. Omar. Prime rib!

Ok, we got it.

So, Omar?

We've got enough fricassee.

Get some great kemias. And Simon, there's one thing I really need.

I need some prime rib.

It's really important, I'm begging you.

Are we not invited to your shinding?

It's full, but I'll see what I can do.

You going to a hymie party?

You're always trying to get Christmas presents, so zip it.

That's different, we all grew up celebrating Christmas.

And we all grew up watching Rabbi Jacob .

So, one seat or two?

-Make it two. -I'm not going.

Wallah , I'm not.

Wallah , I swear.

Omar El Mechri wants to do Pesach?

Warden, at Pesach

Moses led the Hebrews out of Egypt.

And Moses is Moussa, for Omar.

Jews and Muslims, we have the same prophets.

The same.

Shame it doesn't show on the pitch.

Wait, wait, wait!

It's a celebration!

Ma'am, if we concentrate on what separates us,

we forget what we have in common.

Is the Mossad involved?

I can't say.

I feel better.

-It's fine, let them go. -Thanks, boss.

Thank you. Let's go.

Wait!

Before we eat, we put on a yarmulke and say a prayer!

No way we're putting that on!

Either that, or no lunch.

Brothers, there's nothing wrong with putting it on.

-You wear a fez, don't you? -Go on.

Thank you.

Hey, brothers!

There... Look...

I picked any old one.

We're guests, what are you doing?

Calm down, ok?

Behave yourselves.

-Calm down. -Yeah, take it easy.

Yeah, keep it down.

Leaving Egypt overnight,

the Hebrews had no time to rise their bread,

and so they made matzah.

What's your problem, I'm not a dog!

It's ok, brother. It's tradition.

Let the bread fall in your plate.

It's simple.

I will now lift the Pesach plate

over your head, to bless you.

"And next year, in Jerusalem!"

Next year, in Jerusalem

- Inch'Allah! -There you go.

Inch'Allah!

I doubt they'll transfer me to Jerusalem next year.

Hey, rabbi! Rabbi!

Pass the prime rib, brother!

It's coming, Inch'Allah .

Rabbi,

your meatballs are nearly as good as my mothers'.

Honestly, I closed my eyes for a second

and I thought I was at home. Thank you for that.

I'm happy. Amen.

Amen, indeed.

Amen need of some prime rib.

Is that all I get? Seriously?

Does he look like a kitten?

Rabbi, when's our next party?

In May there's Shavuot,

then there's Roshchana and Kippur.

This year we're putting on 10 kilos, at least.

Unfortunately, not.

-The restaurant's closing. -Seriously?

Well, yes.

Who needs me here? There are no Jews left.

You could become an imam.

You have a lot in common with Islam.

Guard, I'm off!

Rabbi, I have a great idea.

He could go back to being a Jew.

Sorry, brother.

Omar, brother.

Sharing this meal with you

has brought back memories of my father. Rest in peace.

Those memories are all I have left of him.

And now, when I look at myself, I feel lost.

Renouncing your faith is a crime.

But it's between you and God.

So Rabbi, Inch'Allah we'll see you at Kippur.

Can I enjoy my prime rib in silence?

Get lost, you're a pain in the ass.

That was a great party, Abisserra.

Thanks, brother.

I didn't even want to come to your hymie party.

-You can say Jew, you know. -Is it ok?

Of course you can say Jew, cuz.

Did you cook this feast?

No, it was my brother-in-law, he owns a restaurant.

"Chez Bob de Tunis".

Bob de Tunis?

Happy holidays.

I don't want any trouble.

What do you want?

The menu!

-Olive oil? -Trust me, it works great.

Go for it, lather it on.

Go on, a bit more.

Do you like that?

-Here, here. -Yeah, sure.

Putting a yarmulke on Omar's head? Hats off, bro.

You think you're on holiday?

Jean-Luc!

Jean-Luc, no way!

Come and join us, Jean-Luc.

Don't go too far, please.

Lisa, I wanted to apologise for last time.

I was out of line.

I'm really sorry.

Here.

It was the easiest way of serving you the divorce papers.

So I see my son every second weekend?

It's better than now.

Ok.

What else?

You'll be seeing the judge again.

Your hearing's in three months.

And he doesn't seem to want to let you out.

I'm sorry.

I'll let you look at the divorce papers.

But don't take too long.

I don't want to be liable for your debts.

Ok, I'll sign.

But I want to see my son.

You'll see him when you get out.

-Bring him here. -I don't know.

I'll think about it.

To the question "Is the defendant guilty

"of deliberately causing the death

"of Louane Latki?"

The answer is yes.

No! It wasn't me!

Silence! Silence!

I didn't kill my daughter!

- Take him away! - I'm innocent!

See? Innocent. Thank you!

He's innocent, just like me.

Like me.

I love this show. They did the same at my trial.

I swear on my mother!

They brought a guy in who said "I recognised him!

"He robbed the bank!"

I never did it! And I was wearing a ski mask anyway!

Hey, guys...

I'm going to see my son.

Nice one, bro.

You brought in a drawing? Can I see it?

We don't usually allow them, but it's beautiful.

You can keep it.

How's school going?

Do you still play Pokémon?

Did you see PSG lost again? It's crazy.

Daddy, why are you in jail?

I'm in jail because...

Because I messed up bad. Real bad.

Must have been a really huge mess-up.

I stole some money.

There you go.

Like at Monopoly?

A bit like at Monopoly.

Dad, am I going to go to jail too?

No.

You're not going to jail, my darling.

Why's that?

Because I stole some money at Monopoly.

You stole some money?

You let him steal money at Monopoly?

You think that's funny? I don't.

It's not.

I miss you too, daddy.

-Is that me? -Yes.

It's me after a couscous.

I'm a bit chubby.

And I look like I keep farting.

-Is that a fart? -It's a bird.

It's a bird? Sorry.

You're better and better at drawing.

You need to wrap it up.

-Ok. -I'll see you soon, daddy.

Yeah.

Will you sign the divorce papers?

Yeah, I'll sign everything.

I'm sorry.

Good luck.

80% of the guys here

get dumped by their wives. It's routine.

You see? You're gonna need to be strong.

I'm going to fight.

I swear I'll win her back.

You think you can do that from here?

When are you seeing the judge?

On the 17th.

In one month.

Do as I say and you'll be out in a month.

Can he read?

Yeah, he can read.

Playboy, car magazines. He reads the pictures.

Right, here you go.

Playboy. This is for you.

What is it?

Dostoyevsky?

It's every judge's Bible.

Read it and you'll think like one.

-It's 600 pages long. -So what?

Isn't there a series about it?

Keep things coming, in front of the judge.

Feel what he wants from you.

And answer like a man who acknowledges his mistakes.

But above all, put things in perspective.

-Ok. -And careful.

One thing you need to know.

Judges can spot bullshit from a mile away.

If you're not consistent, you're dead.

Sami'll get you into shape. Jogging, pushups, abs.

I've got a match, wallah .

I'm seeing a judge, not sparring against Tyson.

The hearing will last 6 hours.

If you're not physically ready, the judge will KO you.

I never practised for my hearing.

That's why you got seven years.

-Get going. -Come on.

When's the next party?

He's sleepwalking, brother.

I'm dead, bro.

Seriously? It's only been 5 minutes?

My knees and lungs are killing me.

-I'm going to play football. -What do you mean?

I'm done, there's too many characters.

What page are you on?

Page 13.

You want to give up? After 13 pages?

It's boring.

Fuck me.

If I'd read Dostoyevsky, I wouldn't be here right now.

Didn't Dostoyevsky play for Dynamo Kiev?

Let's go! Heels up! Kick your butt!

Keep going! Heels up!

There you go!

Why are we holding hands?

Keep going!

Knees up!

Knees up!

He's a good one.

I swear, he's a good one.

I'm jumping.

The hearing is in session. This is the clerk.

Hello.

You're going to keep pretending you're typing?

Brother, I'm a hearing specialist.

You're a genuine hearing aid.

My chick keeps ignoring my messages.

I think she's got another guy.

You're probably just driving her nuts.

You keep accusing her of cheating.

Send her some flowers.

Or a poem by Dickstoyevsky .

It's Dostoyevsky. You're the dick.

Well, flowers are a sure bet.

Good, keep it up.

Your Honour, I've been in jail for 6 months for tax evasion.

I'm about to enter the Guinness Book of Records.

Your constant whining is unbearable, Mr Abissera.

Want to know what's really unbearable?

Not seeing your family for 6 months. That's what's unbearable!

You shouldn't have broken the Law, Mr Abisserra.

And if you're that arrogant, you're dead.

I'm not arrogant, ok?

Anyway, arrogance isn't a crime.

If you hadn't talked to him like a street vendor, you wouldn't be here.

Right? Ok.

Good point.

Come on, Daniel.

42... 43...

What do you mean, 42? I'm on 54!

-Yeah, right. -Come on, Daniel!

Look at Sami, what a loser!

Shut the fuck up!

Right, everybody squat. Go!

Keep it up!

Your Honour, over the last six months

I've learnt a great deal about myself

and my mistakes.

Doum's!

-Who's that? -Doum's, I love you!

It's Nora!

Did you send her flowers, bro?

-He did! -Nora!

I love you, baby! Thank you!

My sugar dumpling!

Thank you for the flowers and the poem!

- I miss you! - I love you loads, baby!

I love you even more!

-Shut the fuck up! -Can you lick my balls?

Keep talking and I'll fuck you up, you bastard!

- She can have my Dumpling! -Shut the fuck up!

-I love you, baby! -Me too!

I think of you every day.

We know, we're right next to you.

We can see that!

Keep laughing and it's Guantanamo for you, Mr Abisserra.

Do I write that down?

Sidesteps!

Careful... Squat!

Those black plastic things

you wrap around your arm.

-Tefillin. -Tefillin?

Do all you hymies use them?

-I think so. -What if you're armless?

Well, then you ain't got tefeelin .

Come on. On the ground.

Body language's really important with the judge.

Sit up straight.

Keep a steady tone. Show no emotions.

Ok. Look him in the eye, but don't look too aggressive.

His office is his domain.

Ok? Don't get cocky in there.

Answer normally. Respectfully.

If you test them, they'll eat you up.

No worries, a bit of sport can't hurt.

You'll break something.

Keep it up, behind. Good!

Don't give up!

Makes you want to pray.

What are you, Chico?

Chico?

I mean, who do you believe in, boss?

Definitely not in you.

Well done, champion! Well done!

Daniel, bro. I'm seeing the judge soon.

Could we do a session with your amulets?

-I swear... -I swear...

-to never again... -to never again...

treat people badly.

treat people badly.

-I swear... -I swear...

to stop selling drugs.

Are you kidding me? It's not even in Hebrew.

It works both ways.

And I implore you, Lord Almighty...

And I implore you, Lord Almighty...

-to bless... -to bless...

-Donald Trump. -Don... What?

You think I'm a chump?

Walk it off. Deep breaths.

Put your hands in the air!

Deep breaths, guys!

You got to look fly for the judge.

Are you sure it's not too high?

It's fine, no worries.

Stop looking like you're sulking.

The Rouen harbour manager has that hairdo.

-Really? -Yeah.

There's no harbour in Rouen.

You look great.

-Let's see? -Pure class.

Show me.

-Take a look. -So?

I'll take it.

Thank you, guys.

-You bastard. -You're not a hugger.

You're not, are you!

It's true. Go on!

Come in.

Hello.

Please.

Prison seems to have done you a world of good.

You're absolutely right, your Honour.

We'll leave you there,

if you like it so much.

It's a joke, of course.

A joke. So I called you in

because new elements have come up in your case.

E100,000 were found at your home.

How do you explain that?

Money from your first communion? What is it?

No, I admit.

It's illegal money.

Ok, that's good.

Do you admit to exploiting illegal workers?

I did unwittingly hire

people with fake papers.

So you mean they broke into

your restaurants,

to wash up. Is that what happened?

I would like to remind you that the Ministry of Defence

was also a victim of fake document trafficking.

You're going to tell me that the Ministry of Defence has accounts abroad too?

You'd have to ask the Washington Post.

I have no information.

Please carry on.

Mr Abisserra,

The hearing is in session.

Good afternoon, sir.

Do you have anything to add?

Not seeing your family for 6 months.

That's what's unbearable.

Look him in the eye,

but don't look too aggressive.

Ok?

I learnt a lot about myself and my mistakes.

Interacting with my fellow inmates

helped me understand my crime.

I was blessed with the best education available,

and instead of leading the way,

I did the opposite. And for that,

I deserve my punishment.

-You're going to kill it. -Ok.

That was

moving. Very moving indeed.

As a...

Yeah...

The problem, Mr Abisserra,

is that you're such a good liar

that I can't even believe the opposite of what you say.

Do you understand what I'm saying?

So I go back to jail without passing Go , right?

No, you go back to Go ,

except you won't collect the 20,000

from the bank, for once.

I don't understand.

You're free.

However, your legal troubles aren't over yet.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

That's it, forget it.

-Hey. -Hey, bro.

I'm free.

Mazel tov, you bastard.

Easy! Cool it!

Take care of yourself. You're a good man.

I hope things work out with your wife.

Yeah.

Chico,

what's your real name?

Marie.

Ok. See you, Chico.

Who's there?

You passed your hearing?

I signed everything.

It's all there.

Can I see Félix?

Yes.

Daddy!

-Come here. -Daddy!

I missed you so much.

I missed you, too.

What's this guy called?

T. Rex.

T. Rex, exactly.

And him?

Triceratops.

Tricera...tops?

Yes.

And this one?

Are you and mummy really getting divorced?

I don't know, son. I hope not.

Can I sleep here?

They are repossessing the house

In the meantime.

But what's next?

I love you.

-You should have thought of that. -I never stop.

But it's too late, Daniel.

What did you do to your arms?

Let me see...

You look like Popeye.

Come on, one last time.

Baby, you can't just leave me hanging!

I just got out of jail!

That was amazing.

Wallah , you're sexy.

You're sexy, brother.

Isn't this great?

It's not quite the Maldives, like last year.

"If you can make one heap of all your winnings

"And never breathe a word

"About your loss

"You'll be a Man, my son!"

Is it olive oil?

Yes, it is.

You're not a salad, daddy.

Come here, son.

It's so good to see you.