All language subtitles for sincronizada

Hello, sir. Welcome to Sofitel.

THE LAST DIAMOND

Good morning, ladies.
Excuse me, I'm so sorry.

I had sort of a wild night.
So I just woke up,

I open the door.
I'm in the hall, the door slams.

Here's a towel, sir.

I'll open it. Which room?

207.

- There you are.
- Thank you.

Sorry for the bother.

Your hip obviously hurts.

This freaking rain.

- Hi, Olivier.
- Hello, sir.

That ring. I got an estimate.

Worthless.
A fake, can you believe it?

A piece-of-shit ring in a safe?

They're fucking with us. Serious.

You should sue, Albert.

The diamond I mentioned.

Going up for auction.

THE INCREDIBLE STORY
OF A DIAMOND AND ITS CURSE

137 carats, can you imagine?

It's a nice hunk of diamond.

Estimated at 40 million euros,
for a rock. Can you fathom that?

Scylla's the real deal.

That's beside the point.

He wants a meet, you're silent.

I can't leave Paris, you know that.

I miss work,
they'll dime my parole officer.

That's your problem.
You submit to them.

You stole, sure.
Just like the bankers, just like...

all those big-mouths on TV.

Your problem is
you have no political consciousness.

Want proof? Make a wish.

Don't think, say it.

See that?

- What?
- Those old people.

That's how I want to be.

Oh shit. That proves it!

No political consciousness.
Those old fogies?

Listen, fairy godfather.
I just got out of jail, I'm lonely.

Don't you want to shake this crap,
once and for all?

Finally in person.

You're a hard man to meet.

He's a genius
but he usually works alone.

A thinker.

The security protocols
to be used by Linvas Co.

Have a look.

The auction is at
the Antwerp Grand Hotel.

We also have a complete list
of auction security staff.

That means you're in?

I trust Albert
and Albert trusts you.

Who's running the auction?

OK, see you in a month.

Simon.

Hey.

Have a seat.

The garage told me yesterday.

How did it happen?

Dumb accident.
Slipped on the stairs at my hotel.

No good not working.

Leaves time to think,
time to get lousy ideas in your head.

Plans for your free time?

Stop smoking.

I'm not smoking.

Am I an idiot? No smoking here!
What's in your hand?

It's not lit.

Lit or not, it's a smoke!
You playing me like a cig?

You make believe you're straight
while you fuck up?

Want me to violate you?

I'll put it away.

Maybe enhanced supervision...

Look, I'm putting it away.

And quit smoking.

I met Marie

when she and her daughter
were searching our property

for the Florentin.

She continued searching

for twelve years.

And she found it.

Marie was a precious woman.

Her aura, her intelligence
and her determination

will be missed.

Marie and her daughter showed us

that never giving up,

whatever it is we're seeking,

is what gives our lives true meaning.

Pierre, my condolences.

- Mrs. de Courcy.
- Hello, Mr. Galley.

This is François Maleyssie,

who has run important sales
for us in NY and London.

Pleasure.

There is no one more competent
to direct this auction.

Before discussions with Mr. Maleyssie,

perhaps Julia intends
to take over for her mother.

You're joking.

Beyond knowing diamonds,
one must manage

insurance, security, media...

You need experience at the helm.

I have confidence in her.

Look around. Where is Julia?

Can you trust

someone who misses
her own mother's funeral?

Dad?

Come on. Come to bed.

My baby.

All these flowers for your mother.

I thought it over.
I'm taking charge of the sale.

The sale?

You spoke to Blanche.

Yes, she called me.

I must continue for Mom.
I can't give it all up.

- You might have asked me.
- I have to decide on my own.

Alone? I'm in charge of insurance.
You'd work with me.

Want to know what I'd say
if you'd consulted me?

I would have said no.
That damn stone is a jinx.

Your mother took care of it,
and it killed her!

ANTWERP SUBURBS

The jewels will be in a
reinforced display, specially-designed.

Locked behind 2 maximum security
electromagnetic deadbolts.

The keys are precision-cut,
fitted with electronic chips.

Can we copy them?

No way. The keys are distinct
and can't be forged.

At the expo, the first key
will be with the head of security,

in the command post
on the 4th floor.

To get it, one team will breech
the CP through air ducts.

The 2nd key

will be kept by Julia Neuville.

She's running the sale.

- On her person?
- Right.

Only option: switch the girl's key
for a dummy that night.

For that, we need a perfect double,
sight and touch.

We need a print of the original.

Silicone mold, both sides.
And photos.

The girl's key is in her room safe,

on the closet floor, bolted down.

Easy access to the room?

Access is the problem.

It's the hotel's most secure suite.
One master key,

dispensed by the security chief.
Restricted access to the floor.

Anyone on the inside?

His name is Jean-Louis Sudek.

- How are you?
- Fine and you?

Fine, thanks.

- Your suite is ready.
- That's kind of you.

Marie Neuville,
overdose of diabetes medicine,

found dead in her car,
locked from the inside.

Michaël Wurst, auctioneer...

A DIAMOND IN MY SCHOOL

Death of Marie Neuville

- You'll give them to Derteau?
- Yeah, I'll go.

The Florentin is not just
a precious stone. It's a legend.

It must be properly showcased.

The display will be inside
a winding space,

at once open and closed,

where guests may admire it
in an intimate and mysterious setting.

Only the Florentin
and its parure will be offered.

3 objects to bid on,
illustrating how unique they are.

That makes this an historic auction.

No one has ever held a sale

with one diamond and its parure.

I hope we're not headed for disaster.

Pardon me.

An urgent message for Ms. Neuville.

Gentlemen,

we'll revisit this next time.

Wait. Who gave you this?

He asked for you.
I said you had a meeting.

- Where is he?
- He couldn't wait.

Less than 40 million for the Florentin
and this auction is a failure

and you will be responsible.

Security Consultant

Simon Farrel?
This is Julia Neuville.

Simon Farrel?

That's me.
Mind if we step outside?

That money. I don't get it.

12,000 euros advance
from your mother for expenses.

I should return the plans, too.
Here.

It's all there.
I have no reason to keep them now.

What plans?

Security systems and display case,
as per Linvas and Galley Co.

I couldn't leave that at reception.

The display case!
My mother gave you the security plans?

Yes, she wanted
a vulnerability assessment.

I don't understand.
What's your profession?

Your mother was leery
of standard security solutions.

They hear "jewels, Antwerp,"
they figure it's easy money.

She hired me to overlook security.

How long did you work for her?

I've been on her auctions
about 10 years. I must go.

Which auctions?

The Potemkin, the little Sancy,

the British crown jewels exhibit
in Paris.

About a dozen.

Her most important events.
She never told me.

- Take a later train?
- I'm expected in Paris.

How did you meet?

I was overhauling security for a top
Paris jeweler, after a robbery.

Your mother was consulting
for the insurance company, in '99.

- Lorenz Bäumer?
- Julia.

I'm sorry she left us.
I know how close you were.

You met at Lorenz Bäumer?

I have to run.

It's strictly confidential,

but your mother was a friend.
I bent the rules.

None of it is digital. Too old.

Got the Farrel file?

Look at whatever you want.
Simon Farrel worked with us in '99,

when my dad
overhauled the security system.

He worked on video surveillance design.

- Mr. Derteau will help you.
- Thanks.

ELECTRONIC ENGINEER

ANXIETY RELATED TO MOTHER'S DEATH

- Thank you for coming.
- You look like your mom in that coat.

I'm considering a renewal
of your deal with her.

I need to know
how you worked together.

I'm not sure it's a good idea.

Then why did you come?

I wonder if you're imitating her,

or if you really feel
you need my services.

Galley has been keeping me
out of the loop.

I'm isolated on my 1st major sale.

Another thing.
My father is handling the insurance.

So?

He's struggled since my mom died.

You have doubts about him?

Did you tell Michaël Wurst
about our meeting?

Your mother told me who he is for you.

If you mean our affair,
that's in the past.

No, I didn't tell Michaël a thing.

My mother did play a role
in my wanting to meet you, but...

I think it's a bad idea.

I understand.

Giving someone your trust
is always difficult.

Pleasure to meet you.

One piece of advice.
Ask the security company

if the Florentin drivers
have valid licenses.

Does anyone have a comment
on the procedures

or contracts suggested so far?

- Now...
- Yes.

I'd like the list of airport-hotel
transfer drivers of the jewels.

Julia, if you want every name

of each person securing the jewels

we'll still be here next year.

I'd like to see their licenses.

Other remarks of the sort?

I won't sign off till I see them.

You're not serious.

Very serious.

- Get us the contract?
- Yes, sir.

Five minutes.

This is the transport staff.

You'll also get the licenses
for all the drivers.

I'm told the license of Mr. Burligny,

who's worked with us for 15 years,

is suspended until August.
He's an alternate

and won't be at the wheel.

What if the driver has a problem?

What if Burligny
has to drive for some reason?

The diamond wouldn't be insured.

You put an alternate driver
into the vehicle

who, by taking the wheel, invalidates
every insurance protocol.

We'll replace Mr. Burligny.

I should think so.

Ask Linvas to get several estimates

for the temporary cameras.

Several?

Eighty percent of heists
have an inside man in security.

You must decentralize
as much as possible.

It's all there.

Mission, dates, payment schedule,

and this time no cherries.

You forgot the cherries.

That's the only copy, I'll keep it.

Same deal your mother and I had.

Thank you.

I was curt the other day.

It's hard taking this over for her.

It's her dream
and she's not here.

Here.

Julia. You're here?

- Simon, friend of mom's.
- Michaël Wurst.

I'm the auctioneer on the sale
Julia is putting together.

Héloïse, my wife.

- What time tomorrow?
- Ten.

See you at the meeting.

Isn't it odd him showing up here?

Sorry it upsets you,
but it's coincidence.

Pure coincidence.

One last thing.
I need to sweep your room.

Meaning?

Make sure no one planted
bugs or cameras, to steal information.

I'll need to come with my equipment,
no one can know.

Thursday at five, all right for you?

Ms. Neuville, Ms. Lombard!

This is J.P. Robier,
the Children's Daily writer.

I am so sorry.

You're late, I'm busy.

I know it's only
a magazine for kids

but they love your profession.

We get loads of emails
about this sale.

I saw you did a 5th grade
conference in the suburbs.

So many kids read us.

Stay with Christelle.
Give me 5 mins.

- This way.
- Thank you.

I must do this interview.

I'll let you into my suite,
you can get started.

I'd rather you stay.

Don't worry, you won't be disturbed.

Your gear is in the living area.

Have a drink. I'll be right back.

I'll wait for you.

Was your mother key
to your choosing this profession?

My mother communicated
her love and passion.

I've lived with gems my whole life.

Excuse me, one second.

I'd rather stop right away.
There's a...

Mr. Robier.

- Only 10 minutes.
- Right, right.

Go. Now...

you said you...

Done? Great.

Oh, a few pictures!

That wasn't agreed upon.

It won't take long.

I'll do the pictures.

Good. Let's put you near the pillar.

You look stern in pictures!

Ah, that's better.

Thank you so much.

Goodbye.

I'll send a copy to your press agent.

Yes, great.

Sorry, it went a little long.

I'm done. It all looks clean.

I put a frequency recorder
on your phone

to make sure
no one is tapping your line.

The security firm sent the breakdown
you asked for.

I'd also like you to look
at my dad's insurance policies.

First installment.

My mom's, untouched.

I'm sure she'd be glad
we're working together.

Excuse me.

Me too.

Sorry.

I'll come back in a few days
to remove the recorder.

I'll call you.

Mind if I leave this bag for now?

- Going back to Paris tonight?
- No.

Wait downstairs.
5 minutes. I'll take you somewhere.

Fine.

See you in five.

Hey, beautiful.

So happy to see you.

This is my friend Simon.
Jerry's our host.

Pleasure.

What do you think?

Gorgeous.

Come, I'll introduce you to Sam.

Maybe reclining a bit more.

She wants you in the picture.

No, thanks.

Don't be afraid, come on.

Your leg...

Julia, you mind?

Give me five minutes.

- Keep it.
- No, I'm fine.

- Are you sure?
- Yes.

I'll take it.

Excuse me a second.

A mitraillette, please.

I got a mitraillette. And you?

What is that?

- Two mitraillettes!
- Coming up.

With ketchup and mustard.

You'll see, it's incredible.
It burns, it drips.

All over your clothing.
There's nothing greasier.

- How much?
- Eight euros.

Honestly, I never thought
I'd be eating this.

- Can I ask a personal question?
- No.

I'll ask anyway.

Where are you from?

I mean, how did you grow up?

I know you lost your mom
at the same age I did.

You're well informed.

Your dad alive?

I guess.

Want to get dessert?

No, thanks.
The mitraillette will do.

Call you when I get back?

- Where the hell were you?
- Why?

Careful with that girl.
No time to play Casanova.

Good night, Albert.

The last number is unreadable.

The system freezes after 3 tries.

It's a 9.

14, 05, 79.

Her parents' anniversary.
14th of May, '79.

Julia?

Simon Farrel.

No, I didn't disappear.
I went through your dad's file.

I'll be in Antwerp tomorrow
to pick up my equipment.

What time is your dinner?

Fine, I'll meet you at about 7:30.

I was detained. Any problem?

I thought you forgot me.

Pick me up after dinner?

My dinner was cancelled.
I'll work while you get your stuff.

It'll take me an hour.
If you need to go out, it's fine.

Don't worry about me.

Your stuff is still there.

Fine. I'll look into it...

Seen the security company files yet?

Yes. Linvas has done good work.
Honestly,

no one could do better.

Here.

It's Michaël.

I heard the Russians ditched you.
Want to get dinner?

Thanks, but I'm working.

Julia, I must talk to you.

I see you every day.
It's driving me crazy.

- Let's have a drink.
- Good.

- Five minutes.
- Fine.

I'll just get my jacket.

I better go.

What came over you?

That's her. Inès de Boissière.

Lives alone. No children.

She'll be at the City Casino
tonight for a fundraiser.

Don't lose her.

From the moment she enters
until the moment she leaves.

Good to go.

She's inside.

Go ahead.

I'm taking five.

ELEVATOR OUT OF ORDER

I have to go.

- What time is it?
- Late.

Stay a little longer.

There, baby. Come on.

OK, Mommy's taking off her coat.

Come here.

You fucked up, asshole!

You just had to watch her,
and warn us!

Because of you, she's dead.

What do you mean dead?

- What the hell?
- I fucked up.

She walked in on them.
It's my fault she died.

- Who hit you?
- Forget it.

Did you hit him?

No, he was next door.

Touch him, I'll kill you.

Let it go.

Here.

It's done.

I'm out of here, Simon.
Going back to Paris.

Talk to Scylla?

Yeah, we worked it out for the money.

I'm too old for this job.

Take care, man.

What are you doing with her?

Can you drive with that?

- Sorry, I have a meeting now.
- We didn't cover this last night.

I thought we covered it all.

It's not a joke. Listen to me, OK?

It's about the 2 keys to the display.

The head of security has the 1st.
I don't want you with the 2nd.

Give it to Galley.

Are you worried?

Tell the Linvas people

that you don't want to carry it.
Too much pressure. OK?

This is serious, Julia.

You all right?

I leave today.
I'll be back for the exhibit.

The girl won't have the key.

Security decided Galley would hold it.

Tell everyone the target changed.

Got a new watch?

Yeah, an indulgence.

A small one.

Once in a while.

Are your days too long
without working?

Yeah, but I keep busy.

What?

Come on, I never said such a thing.

Wait, hold on.

Simon, go get us two coffees

at the machine in the hall.

You do not impugn my integrity.

You can't see through that?

ANTWERP CLEANERS

No. Hang on. Certainly not.

Yeah, fine. Bye.

I have to go to court.
I'll drop you off.

That's OK, I'll manage.

I can go alone.
It's the opposite direction.

- But thanks. Bye.
- Bye.

Have a good trip.

Its. Fauré and Kopel.
Anti-crime unit.

- Mr. Delcourt?
- Yes. What's going on?

There you go.

Why are you here?

A parolee in my care
got on a train to Antwerp.

He's confined to Paris.

Simon Carrera is preparing
to steal a jewel collection.

We want him and his gang,
in the act.

I have to follow procedure.

- Notify the judge, the police.
- Bust them now, they're out in 4.

Our boss told the judge.
Until we collar them, keep it routine.

Anything comes up...

Give us a call.

In this country they know how to copy.
I mean copy.

Like you're inventing it.

This guy's work
is like they used to do it.

Should be sold as a work of art.

The color took him days.

Zirconium
with great refractive index.

The cutting angles are acute.

No electric faceting machine.

All done by hand.

Patiently.

As if he'd invented the craft.

Security, Mr. Galley?

You know this diamond
was missing a long time.

It's been found. I won't divulge...

conventions. All our rooms...

are booked.

322. I'll send someone up.

Command, come in?

- This is command.
- Elevator stuck on 5.

Here you are. Enjoy your evening.

Thanks for inviting us.

I saw the Florentin. Magnificent.

Remember coming to my workshop?
Hiding in your momma's skirts.

The diamond was in that chandelier.

Made to order in 1918,
for a jeweler.

With 99 double rose cut crystals,
like the Florentin.

When we counted there were 100,
one more than the order.

The 100th was the Florentin.

Come.

- Had you already seen it?
- No.

My baby.

You look dazzling.

Simon Farrel, a friend.
My father.

Are you here for the history
or the diamond?

- For Julia.
- The best reason!

Excuse me, be right back.

- Pierre!
- Ah, Philippe.

Philippe de Mézières,

Simon, a friend of Julia's.

You're a lucky man.
Julia is discerning with her trust.

How did you manage?

Don't answer.

Philippe was Ambassador in Djibouti.
Went to his head.

He's everywhere, he wants
the inside dope on everyone.

Diamond customer.

Got it.

The key is in the rotunda.

Going back up.

Hands up! Off those machines!

Lie down!

You! Hands up!

Come on, let's go.

First, thank you all for coming
to this exhibition.

I truly...
I'm very humbled by your presence.

Let me... start by saying
a few words about the diamond.

Perhaps you didn't know,

no diamond has influenced history
like the Florentin.

Appearing in 1471,
belonging to Charles the Bold,

the famous gem is 137 carats.

You're up.

126 facets,

thought to be one

of the first diamonds cut in Europe.

Certainly one of Christendom's
most lovely.

Here, they said to bring you this.

Murder and tragedy
dot the diamond's history,

centerpiece of the Habsburg treasures.

From the Mayerling lovers
to Empress Sisi,

it turned heads,

led to strife and death.

Pope Alexander VI was fascinated
by the jewel

said to jinx its owners.

They say that eternal stones
have a memory.

The Florentin

has preserved an image,

an imprint of every person
who has come close.

Among them,
let me cite one who...

gave it a new chance
by finding it again.

My mother, Marie Neuville.

What's happening?

Blanche!

Is there a doctor in the house?

Excuse me.
Is there a doctor in the house?

It started.

Go ahead.

I'm the auction organizer.
I need the key he's carrying.

- Are you family?
- No, a colleague.

Call security.

They'll confirm
that she must have the key.

Take care of the guests.
I'll find out what's going on.

Thank you.

You know what happened?

Some guests fainted.

I'll go down and see.

We're back-up. We stay with the jewels
until it calms down.

Diamond to Command, confirmation?

Let them through.

They sent you? Fine.

Ms. Neuville?

Lt. Fauré, anti-crime.

There is a theft underway.

Please evacuate,
without creating a panic.

Ladies and gentlemen,
proceed calmly to the exits.

Police! Hands on your head!

- Turn around!
- Hands!

Turn around!

Move it, let's go!

Hands front!

Out of the way.

The extinguisher.

Police!

Hands up!

On the floor! Face down!

This man works with me.

Simon, tell him. Tell him.

Excuse me.
Mr. Galley on the line, for you.

Julia, I don't have the key.

I have it, relax.

The diamond is safe.

Where are you?

The docks.

- On the docks.
- I'll call the police.

Find me a policeman, please.

They're gone.
Every last policeman has left.

Call the police.

We did it!

OK, we got to move.

I can't believe it.

They say no one was sent here.

Not a soul.

Get cards and papers,
anything that was in the cars.

Your SIM card.

Well?

Early this morning, police
found a boat on the Scheldt.

It was the getaway yacht.

Everyone on board was dead.

The burglars all died in a shootout.

Our latest report is an earring
was found on one body

and the necklace
found in the annex.

These valuable items tend to prove
there were no survivors

and the Florentin is lost in the river.

Simon Carrera planned the job,
with Frank Scylla,

ex-military, whose blood was found.

Carrera and Scylla.

Take a good look.

Should I put your picture
with theirs?

They found these on the boat.

You gave him
a complete security breakdown

and that's not important?

Did I say it wasn't important?
Did I?!

Calm down, Julia.

He didn't need it.
He needed access to my room, my safe.

Wasn't hard to get into your room.

- Come on.
- Please.

In jail, she'll have more to deal with
than sarcasm.

We have witness statements. Plenty.

One guy, for example.
Michaël Wurst.

He gave us an affidavit,
a sworn statement

that he saw Neuville and Carrera
at the Vintage Bar on April 14th.

And in your suite at the Grand Hotel
on May 7th,

3 days prior to the exhibition.

And he didn't think it was on business.

I know you slept with this guy.

But what else was consensual
between you?

PARIS SUBURBS

Don't move.

On your knees.

On your knees!

Is he with you?

Answer me.

Scylla. I want to know where he is.

Scylla's dead, are you crazy?

He's alive,
and I'm supposed to be dead.

That show, your return to Paris,
was to con me?

What? Scylla is...

Don't fuck with me!

Tell me the plan.

I don't know.

I know nothing. That's the truth.

We can't hold you any longer.

Read your statement,
sign it before you leave.

You can go to your hotel,
but remain in Belgium.

By way of preamble, let me inform
Galley's customers and co-workers

that Julia Neuville has been dismissed,
permanently.

DARING THEFT AT GRAND HOTEL

Tell me everything
you know about Scylla.

Before this job,
when had you seen him last?

12 years ago.

He was in Djibouti. On a trip to Paris,
he hired me as a driver.

What was he doing in Djibouti?

Military attaché, at the embassy.
Or something.

French ambassador Djibouti

France in Djibouti

Chronology of ambassadors

I met Philippe de Mézières.

At the gala, with Julia's father.

- He was ambassador to Djibouti.
- No coincidence?

De Mézières and corruption scandal...

Skeletons in the closet.

Death of Mr. Guillah...

GUILLAH DEATH / AGOLEP

AGOLEP EXEC
MYSTERIOUS DEATH IN CAR

LOCKED FROM INSIDE

DEATH IN CAR

Coroner concludes
overdose of prescription meds.

DE MEZIERES ESCAPES ATTACK
FRANCE TARGETED

vicious act of revenge...

TERROR

Meet me outside

De Mézières is behind Scylla.

They made it look like
there was a shootout,

then took off with the diamond.

I know you.

I'm Simon's friend.

Scylla tried to off him like the others,
but he's alive.

Wait.

Simon took a huge risk
to come with proof of your innocence.

Give it to the cops.

You decide when you see it.

That photo's only part of the truth.

You see the picture?

You have fun?

It was easy.

I fell for it quicker than you hoped.

What happened between us
had nothing to do with it.

You know what hurt the most?

That you used my mother,
even though she's dead.

You couldn't even respect that much.

You were an asshole.

I'm like you, I...

You're not like me! You never will be!

Julia, I came to help you.

These documents
will set the record straight.

- Why should I look?
- This concerns you.

Just listen to what I have to say.

Then I'll be gone forever.

Why should I? What can you tell me?

More lies?

Can you even speak without lying?

Three words, with no lies.
Think you're capable?

You expect me to listen?

You used me.

I did, but that's over. It's behind us.

Behind us?

That's it? No remorse.
Just "behind us"?

Why'd you come if you won't listen?

So I could look at you
before I turn you in!

Want to have me arrested?
Look, I'm right here!

- That what you want?
- Yes, it is!

Go ahead and call.

Call, come on.

What, are you afraid?

How could I have been so blind?

How could I have let you touch me?

You humiliated me.

Nothing you give me changes that.

Do I have to put it under your nose?
Listen:

"Ambassador de Mézières
escaped an attack

"more akin to a gangland shootout
than a political action.

"Any link to Mr. Guillah,
who was found dead in his car..."

Hear that? "Found dead in his car
in suspicious circumstances,

"doors locked from the inside?"

"The autopsy found
an overdose of prescription meds."

It can't be.

So they killed my mother?

And you didn't know a thing?

You liar! You bastard!

Stop, stop. Calm down.

Calm down.

Stop.

There's more, Julia.

Scylla had an inside man,

who had access to confidential
security documents.

You understand what that means?

No, I don't understand.

Someone who knew de Mézières.

Who knew Galley.

Who knew your mother.

Someone you know.

No, I can't.

You're the only one who can find out.

I don't have the strength.

What are you doing here?

I'm smoking again. So what?

What's that?

De Mézières, with Frank Scylla.

Philippe's your closest friend.

Did you know he was suspected
of having an enemy executed?

The victim's autopsy
found an overdose of prescription meds.

No one ever proved a thing.

She figured it out?

Mom.

She knew you were supplying
the security plans?

You told them she had diabetes,
so they could make it seem accidental.

How could you believe that?

I'm calling the cops.
Tell them what you know.

Don't. I'll tell you all I know,
but don't call.

You know I can't face prison.

I couldn't believe it.
You killed her.

No! That's not true.

It's not true.

Your mother found the plans,
I got scared.

I told Philippe.
He said, "OK, I'll take care of it."

I was relieved. I thought
he'd find some solution.

Then Scylla killed her.

He killed her.

I didn't want that.

I swear I didn't.

Julia,

we must obey them. If they know
I told you, I'm a dead man.

Have a seat.

No one wants to do you harm.

But you must tell us
everything you know.

Is that crystal clear?

The exchange is in 2 days,
in Luxembourg.

I don't know where. I'm to wait

near Jacob Tower, with an expert
to certify it's the real diamond.

The buyer will pick me up
and escort me.

You know the buyer?

A Russian. Alexander Grenienko.

I got him interested
in precious stones.

He wants me with him.

Scylla and De Mézières?
They're coming with the diamond?

Yes, they're there already.
But I don't know what their plan is.

I swear, that's all I know.

The expert!

Who is the expert?!

Eleanor Gretel, a Dutchwoman.

Do Scylla and de Mézières know her?

Call her, tell her it's off.

- Hi.
- Hi, Julia.

Come into my office.

I need your expertise.

- There you are.
- Thanks.

Let's see.

See, I raised the stand
to allow us to hide the copy.

You'll have to switch them out.

That's tricky.

Watch how it's done.

It must go fast,
like you're adjusting its position.

Go ahead, try.

She can't do this.

I can't.

Go ahead.

Be careful when you're with them.

Hello, Alexander.

This is Eleanor Gretel.

A bank. The exchange is in a bank.

You believe that?

The Russian had the money
in a safe deposit.

If all goes well,
they leave the diamond.

They go in clean, come out clean.

Check it out?

This way.

You can set up here.

- Mr. Grenienko.
- Hello.

Hello, Philippe.

That's the original.

I haven't left that stone
since we got it.

Let us out. It's over.

Mr. Grenienko, wait.

I don't know what happened...

This is incredible.

Julia was showing a copy.

- You didn't know?
- Would I have said nothing?

Could I bum one? I forgot mine.

I'm smoking again.
After 30 years.

Even if Julia says...

Julia?

Is it in there?

Stop!

Stop. It wasn't her, I planned it.

I'll give you the diamond.

Here.

Julia's in trouble.

Please.

Try to get out.

Run, Julia!

Run!

Let's go!
There'll be cops all over!

Let her go. Hands up.

Stand up. Up.

Police!

- Drop the weapon!
- On the ground!

Not a move!

Verdicts for the Florentin gang
handed down today.

The jury agreed with prosecutors.

Ex-ambassador Philippe de Mézières
gets 15 years

for racketeering
and felony assault.

Frank Scylla and Omar Reyes
get life in prison.

The surprise was for
Simon Carrera,

who faces only 2 years in prison,

thanks to Julia Neuville's
moving testimony.

On the scene, BFM TV reporter
Yann Antony-Noghès...

Frisette!

2 YEARS LATER

- Makes you look like a cop.
- That a problem?

What's up?

Nothing. Nothing's up.

Come on, Albert. Tell me.

You don't care what's up for me.

Albert, I know you. Come on.

I got a job.

This a joke?

This is dynamite.
But we got to act fast.

Fuck Simon, I'm broke!

You're making me crazy. Stop the car!

Enough! Let me off here!

There's 30 large in the trunk.
This tout is the real deal.

Employees only

Oh, excuse me.
Sorry to bother you.

I had sort of a wild night,
you know how it is.

I was going to the bathroom.
I'm in the hallway.

The door slams behind me.

What room?

643.