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Most of the city is\Nunder the control of Genet.
It must be magical,
to stand under it\Nand look up at the sky.
- Is he yours?\N- He's Lily's boy.
You should've told me that I had a son.
A boy should know his dad.
Laurent!
Laurent!
Laurent!
Laurent!
Hey!
Laurent!
Laurent!
Hey!
Laurent!
Hey!
Laurent!
Hey! Over here! Hey!
Laurent! Hey!
Hey! Laurent!
Hey, over here!
Laurent!
Laurent.
Laurent!
Laurent!
Laurent!
Fuck.
Shh.
Non, s'il vous plait. S'il vous plait.
Shh.
Shh.
Hey, hey!
Oh!
So, you're alive, huh?
- Sorta.\N- Eh.
And where are the others...\Nthe boy, the nun?
I'm gonna go to 'em right now.
Le Guerrier, they want the boy.
They want Laurent? Why?
They came back later in the night.
They took people, and, uh,\Nthe rest, we run.
Um, th... we are their, uh...
What's the word? Enemy?
- Enemy.\N- Enemy.
Et Laurent... Laurent is our hope.
You must go to them.
How do I find Rue Manuel?
Uh, oh, you're lost?
Yeah. Rue Manuel... where is it?
Rue Manuel. Uh, uh, it's about a...
- Come on.\N- Yeah?
Yeah. This way.
Wait, wait, wait.
Get off. Get off the bike.
Hey, hey, hey.
Oh!
Come on.
- Monsieur !\N- No.
Monsieur ! Monsieur !
God damn it.
S'il vous plait! S'il vous plait!
Oh, shit.
The birds. The birds.
Free.
Let them free.
The pigeons.
Here you go. Here.
Help me.
You okay?
- Where's Laurent?\N- I don't know.
I've searched all night.
I'm sure he's fine. He's a smart kid.
- He's running, he's hiding.\N- He doesn't know Paris.
Where would he go?
I have an idea. Come on.
I knew a guy in Saint-Denis\Nwho harvested truffles.
Can you believe it?
He made a pasta with them.
I might be able to get us some.
Now you're gonna be a cook?
I would be calling in a huge favor,
- so if you don't want them...\N- Whatever you want.
She's gone, Quinn.
For good.
Women need a damn good\Nreason to come back.
Is that so?
Yeah, it is.
And sometimes, we need\Na damn good reason to stay.
Reward?
Maybe.
But the Guerrier are out for him.
They're also searching for the boy.
Laurent.
What do they want with him?
What if he's not there?
He will be.
Look, this isn't all on you.
I said some shit back there that\NI shouldn't have said,
and I know he heard me.
He ran away 'cause he's confused.
Should have been honest\Nwith him long ago.
He got one thing right.
Paris kinda sucks.
Laurent !
Take it.
Help!
Daryl!
No!
Help! Isabelle!
Daryl.
Laurent !
What is it?
I know who has Laurent.
Can't believe you'd never\Nhad one of those.
Looks a bit old.
An old one is better than none at all.
Isn't that right, Anna?
The jokes inside the wrappers\Nalways make me laugh.
Hey.
What's yours say?
See? Funny.
Do you know who I am?
You used to be friends\Nwith my aunt, Isabelle.
And with my mother.
That's right.
You're my father.
You're a smart lad.
How did you figure that out?
Did your auntie ever tell you about me?
About your dear old dad?
She said my father was brave.
He went away to fight the hungry ones,
that he was a hero for France.
That is a bit of a stretch.
But I did save you from the ones\Nat the Tower, didn't I?
I didn't see you there.
Well, that was me.
Now you're safe.
Am I?
I want to take care of you.
Make up for lost time.
What about Isabelle and Daryl?
Isabelle will join us.
We'll be together soon.
What'd he say?
Nothing worth translating.
She very bad girl.
Ask him what Quinn wants with the boy.
He's not gonna help us.
You know, where I grew up,\Nthere was this little boy.
Lived down the street.\NHis name was Jimmy.
Jimmy was a runt.
They always picked on Jimmy\Nfor being so little.
His dad... his dad was a drunk.
I don't think I ever saw that guy sober.
One Christmas, Jimmy got\Na piglet as a present.
It used to follow him around\Nlike a little dog.
Even waited for him after school.
And then, one Christmas, his dad says
he wants him to kill the piglet\Nand eat it for church dinner.
Says if he doesn't do it, his\Nbrother's gonna get a beating.
So, he takes the piglet, ties it\Nup to a tree in the backyard.
He wants to make it quick and painless.
The thing is, by Jimmy not\Ntrying to hurt the pig,
he ends up hurting him worse.
Stabbed it in the belly,
in the back, in the legs,\Nuntil it just bled out.
And that pig screamed all night long.
All the neighbors heard it.
No one ever fucked with Jimmy anymore.
He's using Laurent to get to me.
Well, we can't go\Nthrough the front door.
There's got to be another way in.
I think you might want to leave.
Unless you want to hear this pig scream.
I'll stay.
He knows a way in.
It's dangerous,\Nbut he can draw us a map.
We don't need a map.\NWe'll take him with us.
The little boy in the story,\Nthat was you, wasn't it?
No, I made all that shit up.
Alright, we know what we're doing?
Yeah. Isabelle and I will\Ngo to Pont de la Tournelle.
There a man named Azlan from the nest
will be waiting for us with a boat.
We're ready.
Quinn will be expecting you.
You trust him?
Yeah. Yeah, as long as he's all tied up.
Can I say something?
Go in as one, come back as one.
Go in as one, come back as...
One!
Alright, let's get going.
There's something I wanted to tell you.
Why don't you tell me at the river?
Move.
Go.
Served a bit cold.
But nice.
Oaky.
Is this why you brought me here?
To show off your whiskey collection?
I brought you here to\Nnegotiate for the American.
So, you have him?
What's that worth to you?
A stash of weapons.
20 bushels of corn?
Oh, we could throw\Nin a case of calvados.
Much better.
You have a Monet.
"Japanese Footbridge".
I want that.
Quinn is a connoisseur.
I collect all sorts of things.
Well, you can have it, then.
Impressionism, it's degenerate art.
What about the boy?
I don't have him.\NBut I will keep looking.
Meanwhile, you and me make this trade,
and we'll take it from there.
Enjoy your drink.
You could get a lot more from Genet
than some stupid painting.
What do you know about it?
That is why you're keeping the kid.
To get Isabelle back.
I only told you about his\NEiffel Tower thing
so we could get the reward.
Not lock him up alone\Nin some fucking room.
He's not gonna be alone.
You'll be with him. Take that.
Keep him safe.
Where?
This? Come on.
Come on.
What is that?
Les Affamés.
Fucking great.
Get in. Come on.
So, I'm supposed to babysit him
while you find the American, huh?
I won't have to find him.
He's coming to me.
Get up.
Come on.
Which way?
Here.
Faster. Move!
God damn it.
Damn, you're an idiot.
Fuck your mother!
They're gonna get us.\NYou got to help me.
- Which way do we go?\N- That way.
It goes two ways. We go to the left.
At the end, there is une trappe.
- A door?\N- Yes, a door. A door.
Let's go. Let's go help.
- Bon appétit.\N- No! No! No! No!
It doesn't look like\Nit used to, does it?
It will be beautiful again.
Someday.
I hope you get to go home soon.
You don't want me here?
I want you where you're the happiest.
What is it?
You're nice.
But you don't want people to know that.
You're a good kid.
But I bet everyone knows that.
Daryl!
Where's Isabelle?
I'm gonna take you to her right now.
Then I should give Anna back her charm.
Just go.
Go.
Let's go.
Where are they?
It's a fucking diversion.
Laurent!
Wait right here.
Come on.
Let's go.
Isabelle!
Thank you.
That's your ride. I guess\Nyou got to get going.
The Guerrier are overtaking the city.
I need someone with influence.
Someone who can make sure\Nthat they let him pass.
What are you talking about?
He knows how to make things happen.
He... He'll do it for me.
He'll do it for me if I stay.
Fine, I'll go with you.
This isn't about you. It...
I'll take care of Quinn.
Not about me. It's about Laurent.
Well, then get on the fucking boat!
Then none of us will make it out.
Listen, I know this isn't your fight.
I know you should be\Non your way home by now.
But there's no one else who can\Ntake him to the nest safely.
Please.
You can't stay here with him.
I'll figure a way out.
Once I know he's safe, I-I will.
Well, I guess this is it, then.
I hope not.
But if it is, I hope you make it home.
When am I going to see you again?
Come on. Come on.
What's it like at the Nest?
It's a special place...\Na home for the soul.
- I miss Isa.\N- We all got people we miss.
How long is it going to take...
for you to see me different?
Get the boy to the Nest.
Sometimes you gotta do things\Nyou don't wanna do.
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