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What could he be doing?

He's been missing for hours.

Straight to voicemail.

- So weird. - Try again. Come on, come on.

If the cops arrested him on his way...

[Ludmila] Don't start.

- Spreading your bad vibes. - Let's check out the garage.

- Be careful. - [Ali] Yeah.

- We'll keep you updated. - All right.

What do you mean, bad vibes?

Don't try to put this on me.

I'm worried, too.

Worried about Oliver or about the weed?

I... Well...

Oliver.

A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES

[man] Business is your family.

This is a tough business.

A mighty competitive business

Is this where you left the truck?

- Huh? - [Ali] We parked it right here.

- Where is it now? - [Ali] What the hell?

Oh, shit. That's Virgile's car.

- I thought you said he was on vacation? - Ah...

Virgile found Oliver and beat his ass.

No, I don't think so.

Virgile's not like that anymore. He's under control now.

Under control now?

He comes into his garage and finds a truck filled with weed?

He's gonna lose control!

Find out where Virgile is.

I'm calling Clém.

- Hey, Mélanie, weren't you on vacation? - Hey, Clémentine.

- Sorry to bother you. - Oh, no.

- Are you with Oliver? - I had no idea.

- Everything is fine. - Well, I'm sure it's fine.

Would you let me know if you hear from him?

- Later. - Thank you.

Okay.

- So? - He didn't come home.

It doesn't look good.

Aw, fuck.

They found Virgile's car, so obviously he took the truck.

Well, maybe so, but why would he steal the truck?

Doesn't he run Uber?

Well, he used to be a criminal.

Oliver too, right?

He sold a couple of bootleg tapes on the subway 20 years ago.

Doesn't he still have a record over those videotapes?

We've known him since he was 12. We can trust him.

Okay, okay. Maybe those two are partners in crime.

I'm just spitballing here.

[knocking]

[Aure] Who's that?

- Good morning. - Good morning.

- Hello. - Have you guys lost your truck?

Uh...

No. Why?

We found it abandoned on an overpass.

- Oh, really? - Yeah, we drove it back here.

That's great.

Wanna come check it out now?

We would be more than happy to.

We'll be right behind you.

Okay. We'll be waiting.

Thank you.

Okay. If we get caught,

put the blame on me.

Are you kidding? At your age!

- Easy. - Clearly, we put it on Joseph and myself.

No, no. Joseph isn't an option.

He's expecting.

- No. - What?

Aïda's pregnant, but he doesn't know.

[knocking]

- [Élodie] Aure! - We'll be right out.

Okay, Gérard, it's all on you now.

Oh, it's all on me. Splendid.

We need you to verify everything's fine inside. It's for our report.

I can tell you that everything's in order from over here. [chuckles]

We still need you to open it.

- Of course. - [sighs]

- That's not necessary. - [Élodie] I understand.

But it's police procedure, so...

Élodie, can I talk to you for a second?

Uh...

- Sure. - Good.

The thing is...

I'd rather not open the truck in front of my father and my grandma,

if you don't mind.

Why? What's in there?

It's pork.

Pork?

But kosher. You see...

But even though it's kosher...

it's very complicated for my family.

That's why I'd rather not open it.

- So, are we good? - I don't get it.

Why was your truck abandoned on the road?

I know. Uh...

It's funny you should ask because...

Gilbert.

Who's Gilbert?

That's my uncle. He's my uncle.

Uncle Gilbert.

I like him.

But he's in the same business as us and it's very competitive.

He probably realized I was way ahead of him with our new product, kosher pork.

It might have drove him mad. Jealous rage.

- He probably took the truck. - Aure...

Then he cooled down, probably felt...

- Just stop it, okay? - What?

If there's something shady in the truck, just tell me.

What? No, that's not...

[engine revs]

- Good morning, guys. - Oh, that's my brother.

I thought that truck was in the garage.

No, we brought it back.

Oh, you found the truck and returned it. Amazing.

Oliver will be so relieved.

What is he talking about? You said it was Gilbert.

- Gilbert. - Why Gilbert?

- No, Gilbert, no. - [Joseph] No, no, no. No Gilbert.

It was Oliver. It's Oliver.

He lives in the truck.

You're saying the Oliver I know, he lives in this truck?

Absolutely. It's like his little house.

He sleeps in there, cooks in there, he told me he's perfectly happy in there.

I always invite him inside,

and he's like, "No. It's cozy here." Oliver's happy.

- That's right. - How many trucks do you own?

No...

Well, uh...

- [Aure] One. One. - One.

Yeah.

Okay, Antoine, can you open the truck?

No, it's best if it stays closed.

You see... Come on. Don't do that.

Okay. [chuckles]

It's empty.

[chuckles]

It's empty.

What else could go wrong?

The weed's disappeared.

My butcher shop is ruined.

This is quite a fiasco.

Will you forget the shop?

Oliver might be dead right now.

- Oh, my God. - Maybe.

Or lying on a beach with all my money.

- What is wrong with you? - Cut it out, Dad!

I know how to find Oliver.

What does that mean?

Um...

Okay, listen. Well...

We all have our weaknesses.

And... mine is jealousy.

Ever since I was kid.

I have self-confidence issues.

I come across as so strong, but really I'm very delicate.

- Okay, okay, okay. If you don't mind! - Like blown glass.

- What's the point? - Well, as you know,

when you're in a relationship, sometimes it's hard.

And pardon my voice, I was screaming at my cousin's birthday party.

He's a great guy, I had to go.

I had to be there last night.

- Can we get back to Oliver? - Yeah.

See, with my ex, he tells me:

"Clémentine, I'm going back to my villa."

So, I follow him to see if he's telling me the truth.

And he's there, exactly as he said.

- [gasps] - Yeah.

No, I know. It's not a good example.

You can skip ahead.

So, I decided, I wanted things to be different with Oliver.

I didn't want to sneak around,

- or always be annoying him with my calls. - Clémentine!

Come on! Get to the point!

So, I got him chipped.

- What? - You got him chipped?

Like a little dog.

Like, with GPS.

She is certifiable.

That might be. But this is very good news. Where is he?

Oh, right now he's in Pantin.

- [Joseph] Okay. - He's been there for an hour.

- I didn't want to go by myself. - [Joseph] Come on!

- Wait! - What?

Where's the bathroom?

I have to take a poo.

Seriously?

Is it okay if we leave before you?

I'll send you a message with the address.

- Super. You shit, and we'll meet there. - All right.

I can't move with you pulling on my coat.

All right, stay back.

I'll scout it out.

Okay, okay, abort mission. Abort mission. We're talking AKs here.

- [Clémentine] What? - They have AK assault rifles.

Serious? Now we have to go. Oliver's in danger.

They are armed!

All right, over here, listen.

We don't know what's going on in there.

So, either Oliver is in trouble,

or he's selling our weed.

But in either case, our only choice, the only move is to call the police.

For once I agree with Dad. Guys, this is above our heads.

- We should call the police. - [Ali] Yeah.

I saw a news report once. It was about organized crime.

- They told you to call the police. - Gee, thanks, Ali.

Okay, Aure.

Call the girl from the police.

Say Oliver was kidnapped.

If they find the weed, we don't know anything about it.

It's not our business.

If we're lucky, we'll get out of this easy.

Okay, I'll call her.

[Clémentine] Don't move, you son of a bitch!

- No! What are you doing? - She's crazy?

Come on, I got this!

- No, come back! - Stop!

[groans]

- [Aure] Get back here. - [Gérard] Damn it.

She's gonna get us killed.

- The moron. - Ludmila, you go first.

Don't move or he's dead!

Whoa, whoa, whoa! What is this?

Let's be cool.

[Joseph] Whoa, whoa. Cool, stay cool.

Good morning, madam.

We don't want any problems.

We just came for what belongs to us. And we need to deal with this.

All right, hold on a minute. Who are you?

We are the...

We're the Hazans.

Okay, then. Can you explain what led you here, Hazans?

Do you think we would risk our product getting out into the open air

and not track it with GPS?

You're not dealing with rookies.

[laughs]

Goddamn it.

You ninny nuts didn't know there was GPS in those fucking bags of weed?

I'm tempted to have my guys open fire and just be fucking done with you.

And this one?

I don't give a fuck about.

I don't even know your damn name.

Ludo. I'm Ludo.

Well, fucking Ludo.

You guys are either major players,

or you're totally fucking crazy.

Real fucking nutters.

We're top criminals.

[woman] One thing is certain.

War isn't good for our business.

I agree.

Clémentine, you can...

- Cut his throat? - No!

Let him go.

Ah. Okay, that gesture was very confusing.

- Bye, Ludo. - Stay cool.

Hey!

Get the fuck out of here!

All right, the game is over. Get their guys out of the car.

These are the two motherfuckers who wanted to sell me your weed.

You okay?

[woman] You want to know how I came across these two dumbasses?

It's a funny story.

This piece of shit contacted me.

But he finally confessed it wasn't his weed.

Oh, it feels so good to pee after you've smoked.

Ooh-la-la-la.

Then I moved on to this one. Don't move, don't move.

This one had an even crazier story.

He said the weed belonged to him

and that he was a tailor who makes suits for Enrico Macias.

Who the fucking hell is Enrico Macias?

Oh, come on.

Enrico is Enrico.

Asshole.

Your weed is a great diuretic.

I really like it.

It's really, really draining.

But it does make me a bit hungry.

So, I'll take 50 percent of your marijuana.

Since without me, it would still be lost.

I'll return the rest.

As a bonus, you can keep these two shit piles. We have a deal?

That's a great deal.

- That's good. Sure. - [Joseph] Perfect.

I am curious, though.

I'd like to know how you're going to make an example out of them.

I know that if it were me,

I would remove their heads, then I'd shit down their throats.

- [chuckles] - But you guys must have your own methods.

- Hm? - [Joseph] Absolutely.

It's not so different from what you do,

but we're just a little... I would say, just a bit...

- Violent. - More violent.

Okay.

Show me.

Like, right here? Right now?

[woman] Yeah, right now.

That's good. We usually do this stuff at the butcher shop

with the proper tools.

Now.

Okay. Okay.

[woman] In our business, double-crossing fuckers need to be made examples of.

- They have to pay. Mirko, the snips. - The snips?

Snip.

Mm-hm. Yeah. Usually, we prefer to cut direct ties with the person...

You can cut whatever you would like.

But you'd better do it now. Snip, snip, snip.

I'll cut.

I'll cut.

Not this one. The one that's still lying.

Come on.

Get a move on.

Jesus fucking Christ.

I'm sorry, I have to do this.

I'll just cut off a little piece of your nose, okay?

You won't feel anything. All right? I can't do it.

Fuck!

Voilà! Huh? [laughs]

All right!

Take that! That'll teach you to mess with the Hazans.

What is this?

Are you a fucking hairdresser?

No, where we come from, hair is very important.

Give me the snips back.

I don't give a fuck about that cultural shit.

I'm gonna cut his dick off.

No! Not his dick!

Move over, I got it!

[bone crunches]

[yells]

[muffled screams]

I think I'm gonna puke.

[woman] That's what I like to see.

Nice cut!

That's a cool-ass chick.

You better keep her.

[Joseph] One, two, three...

Enrico, why did you decide to offer this butcher your helping hand?

Well, first off, he's a poor man, and his story really moved me.

He purchased a signed guitar, thinking it was mine.

Yeah, I did. So, what?

He's a little dim.

- What's he doing? - Then they scammed him by showing him

- a phony certificate. - The certificate looked real. What?

A real turkey, this one.

[all laugh]

What the hell, Enrico?

- He's making me look like a stupid clod. - [Aure] Don't worry.

That was funny.

He's right about the guitar. You should have known.

So, what? Jeez.

I'm late. Did I miss the report?

- Oh, God. - How's your hand, my love?

- It's fine. - My poor baby.

Excuse me, Bernard.

She thinks my name's Bernard.

[cell phone chimes]

Hey, Grandma, turn it to channel five.

- [Ali] No, it's still on. - [Joseph] Trust me.

[Ali] What is it?

[laughing]

CENDRON SCANDAL THE PRIME MINISTER'S REACTION

Long live the Republic!

And long live France!

Hey, Mr. Cendron! Show us your ass.

- All right. - My pleasure. Of course.

- What is that? That's your voice. - No.

I'll show you my national ass-embly.

Long live the national ass-embly!

[man] We're back in the studio of Parole Politique,

where we're honored to be joined by Madam Prime Minister.

First off, this video is creating quite a buzz on social media,

accompanied by the hashtag "national ass-embly."

"Ass-embly" is two words.

What are your thoughts? Do you see this as an embarrassment?

I can tell you that I was shocked.

And I find this behavior unacceptable.

I immediately demanded Mr. Cendron's resignation.

[gasping]

We are very serious about public health issues,

including dependency on narcotics.

I'd like to make this perfectly clear today:

The rumors about the legalization of cannabis are totally unfounded.

Oh, no!

No, no, no.

Oliver. What the hell was that?

I was high, we were just having fun.

- [yells] - You shit on my dad, now I'll shit on you!

- [yells] - How'd they get the video?

Did you post this?

That was obviously your video.

The pissing bitch, she took my phone. She wants to make sure it stays illegal.

Oliver, how could you do that?

What an idiot!

[grunts]

- [Aure] All gone. - [Joseph] These fish will get so high.

No one else is.

All that work for nothing.

You screwed up again.

[Joseph] I know, Dad.

But...

I'm proud of you.

You fail, you fail, you fail.

And each time you fail, you try again.

Better than me.

No, no, no. I'm not better than anyone.

Everyone's in deep shit because of me.

And I lost Aïda.

Aw, you haven't lost her, my boy.

Come here, knucklehead.

Hey.

As long as she's alive, a woman can always return.

Hm?

[prays in Hebrew]

Amen.

[praying in Hebrew]

- Amen. - Amen.

[prayer continues]

- Amen. - Amen.

[prayer continues]

- Amen. - Amen.

[prayer continues]

- Amen. - Amen.

Thank you, son.

Thank you.

Thank you, brother.

[Aure] Grandma, you did a really great job growing all of them, I'm proud of you.

- [sighs] - [cell phone chimes]

MEDICINE

[chuckles]

- Pills again? - No more bullshit.

No, no, no! That happened.

You know, it's a good idea, but you didn't have to throw the phone.

You could have turned off the alarm.

- I got excited. - You got excited.

[laughing]

- Olé! - Okay.

Olé!

Will you lend me yours to call Waldman?

We'll need to sell the shop, after all.

- No, Dad, I'll take the shop. - No, no, no.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'll do it, I'll do it. Okay?

Tsk, tsk, tsk. You weren't born to be a butcher, son.

You'll find something that suits you.

Hm? Hm? I'll tell you one thing.

There's one person who will always be there for you.

Enrico.

[laughing]

[Joseph] You got me there.

[Gérard] So, that's it.

All of that stuff is ancient history.

There will be no legalization. We threw the plants in the river.

The butcher shop is sold. We're making a fresh start.

And I know about the baby.

Don't worry, I didn't say a word to Joseph.

I asked you here to show you this.

Here.

- No, I couldn't. - Go on, read it. It's okay.

Uh...

- All right, I see. - Out loud.

"Forgive me, Béné. Gilbert took me whore-hunting..."

No, no, that's not it. That's not the one.

I'm sorry. Gilbert, you know, he...

[sighs]

All right, here's a good one.

All of his papers are pretty much the same.

The only thing Joseph asks my Béné is to be good enough for you.

Mm.

It's too complicated.

He's lied so much that...

I wouldn't even know where to start.

Well, don't worry. You'll find a way, huh?

Believe me, you'll thank me later, sweet Aïda.

Hey.

How are you?

Thank you for...

Just coming here and letting me see you.

I'm really sorry, just about...

Everything.

I acted like a coward with you.

I would totally understand if you didn't want to see me anymore.

I wouldn't blame you for that.

But I'm in love.

I'm in love with you.

Just wanted you to know.

I've been keeping some secrets myself.

Huh?

What?

No way. Are you pregnant?

Really?

No, just kidding.

Wow.

No, is it true or not?

Is it?

Is it true or not? You can't do this to me.

- Is it? - [laughs]

[laughing] Yes, it is.

Baby, come here.

- I'll be a dad? - Mm-hm.

I'm gonna be a dad.

Hey, Dad?

Grandma? Where are you guys?

Yo! Everybody! Where are you?

- [Gérard] We're in here, son. - Hey!

I have something crazy to tell you guys. I'm gonna...

Uh...

And here we are. The whole family is here.

Now, sit down.

I've done some research on you.

The Hazans are nobodies, fucking nobody.

You're just clowns.

You haven't done anything worth mentioning in your entire combined lives.

On top of that, you fooled me.

Normally, there'd be...

a bullet in every one of your heads.

[sighing]

However, I've received incredible feedback on your weed.

Everyone's raving about it.

And for the first time, I'm out of stock.

Really, really, really.

Bravo.

Thank you.

Mirko, the case.

There you are.

Three hundred grand.

We'll start with 50 kilos every three months,

and we'll adjust the amount over time.

- [Grandma] That sounds fair. - We can't possibly be considering this.

- What do you think about this? - No. I don't think...

Hey!

[speaking in foreign language]

- Huh? - What?

I sense you're having doubts.

Well, we were just...

I love cutting things off as you remember.

Snip, snip, snip.

Here is what happens when people refuse my offers.

[all gasp]

[gagging]

Wait a sec. Is that...?

I know this man with no limbs.

I follow him on Instagram.

He actually swims really great, and he goes...

Hey!

Issues with my cloud, okay?

This is such a piece-of-shit cell phone.

I lost all my personal photos.

But it's an example of what could happen if you don't cooperate.

Or if you refuse my offer.

Okay.

- Mm. - Okay, we're in.

Then there we go.

I love the idea of a family business.

Mirko.

Brava, brava, brava.

"L'Chaim," as you say.

- Yeah. - L'Chaim.

[slurps]

[slurping continues]

Feels good.

Welcome to the club.