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She's my girlfriend. I'm back from a trip. We were going to get married.

Don't stay too long. She's very weak.

Five minutes, no more.

I'd like her to see me.

I'd like her to know I came, do you understand?

I'll be right back.

Irène?

Irène, can you hear me?

It's me, Salvatore.

And now, we are going to bid our last farewell to Irène

by blessing her with the cross.

Us being here was pointless. No one turned up.

Take a photo anyway. An extra one won't harm.

It was to be expected of those bastards.

Pimps only turn up to collect money.

There, it's over.

For God's sake, we need to bring this matter to an end.

Di Marino is a bastard. He could have come.

What did you expect? Irène had become worthless.

Salvatore doesn't give a shit about her funeral.

Didn't she have any family?

She never mentioned anyone.

We shouldn't have come.

If they find out, we'll pay the price again…

They'll ask us where we got the money for flowers and the taxi.

For God's sake! We don't work mornings, do we?

Broccoli gave me another beating the day before yesterday.

With a belt. I don't even know why.

Look!

Liliane! We're in a cemetery.

Irène is at peace now.

Those who are here aren't likely to talk.

She died!

Like a dog!

Calm down. Calm down.

We'll never find a way out either!

We're dogs!

We're just trash!

In the end, she couldn't even walk.

Yeah, we're idiots.

We just need to go see the cops.

I care about my life. I don't want to die.

So what are we going to do? I'm over it too!

What are we going to do? We're going to go home, that's all.

We'll just make it before it starts to rain.

We'll freeze to death on the hill.

-Look. -Calling Unit Three.

Reliable, as always.

Unit Three. Call for Unit Three.

There's Veronesi's crazy guy. And then they say pimps are lazy.

That one shows up.

…the capital

of the companies responsible for regional development.

The Franco-Algerian committee responsible for implementing measures

will meet in Algiers tomorrow…

They ground the little Irène down.

She was hospitalized three times.

-Three times. -A collision happened…

Each time, Di Marino would fetch her out early.

The girls said she couldn't have sex anymore her belly hurt so much.

A generalized infection.

Head to the site.

Unit Three speaking. Received.

We're heading there. Over.

He'd force her to sign a disclaimer at the hospital.

Two or three days and that was it,

the bastards would make her work the streets again.

Straight away.

Another tough guy.

…the search can be assigned by the regions.

He gives me the creeps.

Two clarifications. The government does not plan

to destroy the country's administrative system.

In addition, it wants that all help for the regional development of industry…

Look.

How are things going?

There's no big crowd, but it's going.

Not bad.

Right.

Hold this while I sort myself out.

-How much today? -800.

-And you? -900 I think.

Are you managing?

The light isn't great, but it should be fine.

Take a look at this.

APRIL 79

FEBRUARY 80

MARCH 79

JANUARY 80

What's this?

The day's takings, Judge Le Pérec. They call it the quota.

How did you get these photos?

With a lot of patience.

JANUARY 80

Leave the file with me, I'll take a look at it.

But I can't guarantee anything.

Goodbye, gentlemen.

-Goodbye, Your Honor. -Goodbye, Your Honor.

Sir.

-Thanks. -By the way, Councillor,

I'll need to see you about the…

Of course.

Your daughter is becoming more beautiful by the day, dear Broccoli.

She's the spitting image of her father, Councillor.

-Goodbye, ladies. -Goodbye, sir.

-Goodbye. -Goodbye, Councillor.

Goodbye, Senator.

Get back safely.

Lock up as you leave.

I'm going home with the kid. See you later.

Bring the phone.

She's cute.

-Will you lend her to me? -We'll discuss that later, okay?

We have more urgent matters at hand.

Were there any reactions to Irène's death?

None.

No one moved.

I'm staying in the same spot.

Right… And the girls?

They went to the cemetery and returned to work in the afternoon.

Go.

Hello? Yes.

It's Turin.

Hello Francesco! How are you?

No but… No, but Francesco, let me explain to you.

Okay, fine.

Yes, Francesco.

Okay.

My brother will visit at the end of the month.

Good.

He'll be right.

If I were you, I wouldn't rejoice too soon.

What's the total?

Over 60 clients a day on average.

If I weren't there, they wouldn't do a thing.

That's not the problem.

Francesco is asking me why you put one of the girls

on the other bank, Penoncelli's zone.

It's not the agreement.

I don't give a shit about Penoncelli.

And it's my business.

Francesco said you need to move the girl out of there, right away.

Right away.

Not tomorrow.

If you weren't my brother…

Carry on.

We received the first complaints from local residents,

so we intervened.

But eight days later, the girls were back on the hill.

It was as if everything was gradually being organized.

From going there regularly, we realized

that they were being watched by three or four guys

who were taking turns.

That's when we started taking photos.

We spoke with the girls.

One was beaten with a belt just for having spoken to us.

That was Irène.

The pimps saw her.

We'd made her get in the car because she was sick.

It was freezing outside.

And now Irène Nicolas is dead.

Why do they put up with it?

Fear, Judge Le Pérec. They are scared to death.

I'll discuss it with the public prosecutor's department.

…over three kilometers.

…overturned on the road. The traffic…

Do you think we stand a chance?

It's not certain, but I believe so.

Over.

Get it!

Get it!

Yeah!

The first one to get there!

Yeah!

Wait for me!

Here, drink. It's all I've got.

I'm married you know.

And? What do I care?

My wife always does the same thing.

Mind you…

-I love her. -I don't give a shit.

I'm not your big sister, you know.

Another weirdo.

Careful.

Come.

Already?

You're early, I've only just started.

Have you seen the car? I bought it off Yusuf.

That's nice. Another one.

No!

I'm going to need to pay him.

And Yusuf wants the money quick.

No! Not the worksites, Paolo!

No!

THE TOWER

Here.

Why are you being a pain in the ass?

You know it's not up for discussion.

That guy is such an idiot, he says that Broccoli will complain again.

Did you tell him he'd agreed to it?

I almost told him that Broccoli is getting his own share from this.

Be nice, okay?

My friends don't like flat-chested girls. Come on, drive.

She's in the back.

They say she's too skinny. But she'll do the trick.

Skirt and your panties, that's all.

Paolo!

No! Stop! I can't take it anymore.

Come back!

Bring her back.

Are you coming, darling?

Come on.

Are you coming?

No thanks.

If you're not interested, why are you stopping?

Come on girls, you'll be better inside.

POLICE STATION

I'm going to have a coffee.

Me too.

If you'd have come by sooner…

We don't always do what we want.

Ah… There you are.

-What's that on your thigh? -Oh nothing.

What do you mean, "nothing"? Come with me.

Did one of your clients do that to you?

Who then?

-Some guys. -You mean your guy?

What does it matter to you?

Because I don't like these things

and I don't like seeing you working on the quay or the hill in bad weather.

Anyway,

we need to clean the wound or it will get infected.

Give her normal saline.

And now, you'll tell me what happened.

Yes?

Yes, understood. As soon as he gets back.

Actually, he's just arrived. Stay on the line.

It's for you.

Police chief Savignon.

Yes?

Yes, it's me. Hello Chief.

Cora is…

is Maria Luigi?

Is she willing to talk?

Can she walk?

Bring her here, Savignon.

At 3 p.m. Understood.

You're having lunch with captain Brière today.

Will you remember?

I'll remember, Mrs. Lesieur. Thanks.

-Hello, Judge Le Pérec. -Hello.

Enjoy your meal.

I love red meat.

Blue, I should say.

Sorry, I didn't wait Your Honor.

Cora has agreed to talk.

Pratelli and a certain Yusuf hurt her.

So, you have a choice,

you can charge Pratelli and the other guy,

I corner them and we sentence them.

But Cora won't survive the winter.

She'll be outside too much.

Or?

Or, you carry on

and I give you some serious help.

The same. Charolais beef.

Medium rare.

What do you mean when you say "some serious help"?

You have to understand, normally, we don't give a shit about procurers.

They don't cause much trouble and they know everything that's going on.

In other words, you use them as informants?

Call it as you wish.

They know that if they make one wrong move or they fail to comply, we'll collar them.

In that case, investment isn't possible.

Here. While you wait.

-Thanks. -It's very good.

What do they supply? Drugs?

This town is no exception to the rule, but for now it's not heavy trafficking.

But that could change.

Your move would allow us

to have a clear-out.

If I make the the girls talk, they'll be massively at risk.

Can you guarantee you'll protect them?

If you're going to do it, yes I can, Your Honor.

So?

Consider it a deal.

I wouldn't mind some cheese.

How about you?

Martine?

At the start of the month, I can still get away with it. Can you?

Thanks.

To get back to the topic in hand,

there aren't any bigshots left here. The last one was Mathieu Mattei.

He got on very well with the SAC teams.

When Pompidou visited, he was his chauffeur.

Thanks. He died in June 1968.

Augusto Penocelli is the only one left.

Penoncelli…

Oh yes.

And the girls in all of this?

I get the impression, but it's not certain,

that the territory is divided in two.

On one side is the town center, with the left bank in particular,

controlled by Penoncelli.

On the other side there's the right bank, the suburbs and Voiron.

And there?

I suspect it's the Pratellis.

Bene Francesco.

He's likely the real boss of Grenoble's Italians.

For a while, he's been managing their capital in Turin

with Ricardo and Paolo, the youngest.

Add Pierre Broccoli to the list and you've almost got the whole picture.

Broccoli? The entrepreneur?

Yes. He's a restaurateur too.

On one hand, one builds a jail

and on the other, one hosts local VIPS.

Behind the scenes, he's very close with the Pratellis.

In fact, the clan often meets at his.

I can't swear it's true, but I have a feeling.

You know, Le Pérec,

the girls will tell you more

if you know how to make them talk.

It's all about trust.

See you soon.

POLICE HEADQUARTERS

Just give us a call, Your Honor,

and we'll get started.

With a warrant, of course.

Your name is Maria Luigi, you were born on the 24th November 1958.

Divorced from Pierre Chauvent, mother of one child,

a four-year-old boy. Is that correct?

Yes.

But he wasn't the father.

Who is the father?

A Pratelli. Ricardo.

But he didn't recognize the kid as his.

How long have you been a prostitute for?

Maybe four or five years.

I can't really remember.

Who hurt you?

Were you attacked?

Yes.

By whom?

Some guys.

Did you not know them?

You told the police that it was Ricardo Pratelli

and a certain Abdel Yusuf. No?

What will you do to me?

Are you going to put me in jail?

Why would I put you in jail? You've not done anything wrong.

I'm just trying to help you.

Are you scared?

No. I'm not scared.

I can't do anything if you don't tell me anything.

You know the policemen Lucalin and Savignon well.

They told you to speak to me, didn't they?

Yes.

Speak to me as if you were speaking to them.

No. You're not the same.

You're a judge.

If I tell you, what will happen to me?

Well, Mrs. Lesieur, who is here, is going to record your statement

and then you'll sign it.

I'll then decide what steps I'll take.

-And the others? -The other girls?

I'll call them in to talk to me.

If they agree to it.

-And the pimps? -Listen, Maria,

everything that you or the others say in this office

will remain a secret.

Mrs. Lesieur and I are bound by professional secrecy like doctors.

If anyone threatens you, call me immediately and we'll protect you.

You and the others.

I assure you, Maria.

Call me Cora.

Everyone calls me Cora.

-Your Honor? -Yes?

I think the official statement can wait.

I've got a few cases I need to file.

-Can I take my jacket off? -Yes, of course.

Give it to me.

So?

Yes?

Yes.

Fine. I'll sign the warrant tomorrow morning.

I have nothing to tell you.

-But why? Why are you scared? -Please…

Let me go.

One Italian.

-Can I make a call to Italy? -Yes. You know the way.

Yes, right away.

It's your brother. It's for you.

-Hello? -Hello.

Oh, hi, Giuseppe.

-Which color? -Wait. I'll take the call in my office.

Let's see if we have it in black.

Size 38?

Yes. Go on.

Are you sure?

Try to find out what she was doing there. And warn Ricardo.

No need to panic, okay? You know what I mean.

In any case, I'll come as planned.

Yeah. Ciao, Giuseppe.

What an earth is he doing?

There he is.

So?

Your brother wants to know why Cora was with the judges. That's all.

He says it's your business.

Of course it's my business.

Francesco also said, "No streetwalking."

-Liliane, it's for you. -No, it's for you.

Get in. Hurry up.

I'm frozen.

Where are we going?

Are we not going back into town?

Reply. What were you doing at the judges'?

Nothing. I had my ID stolen or I lost it.

No!

Come here!

I'm coming.

Is it Cora?

Is it serious?

I'm officially filing charges. What date is it?

The 13th April, Your Honor.

-Would you like me to come? -No.

She can't talk in her condition.

It was around 7 o'clock,

I was driving along the edge of the woods in my tractor when I saw her.

She was almost frozen to death.

So I called the police. They told me to come and see you.

Judge Le Pérec is here, Chief.

Show him in.

JUDICIARY POLICE

-Hello, Brière. Hello, Imbert. -Hello.

-So? -This gentleman found her this morning.

Thanks, sir.

You can leave. If we need you, we'll call you.

The police took her to hospital, she's very shocked.

This time she needs to talk.

We need to convince the others to talk. It'll be better if she isn't the only one.

Imbert knows them well, he'll take care of it, Your Honor.

Hello, Judge Le Pérec.

The doctor requested that she not be questioned for 48 hours.

Has she not said anything yet?

She's said the names of Pratelli,

of Pietro Andreani, of Yusuf, but nothing coherent.

And you didn't see anything?

Last night, we were hiding on the hill

we saw Cora get in Pratelli's car,

she didn't seem worried so we let her go.

We asked the girls, they didn't see her.

I hope that Cora will speak this time.

I need to see her as soon as possible.

Above all, take care of the others.

You can count on us.

Thanks, gentlemen.

For once, we have a judge who wants to fix things…

Good evening, beautiful eyes.

Your wife must be happy that they call you that.

Don't piss me off.

Get in for two minutes.

That's not very wise at the moment.

It could seem like an ID check?

Considering how long we've know each other…

And Cora?

She'll be back on her feet in two days. She's recovering.

And then?

We'll keep her under constant protection and we'll question her.

If she talks, do you think the Pratellis will leave her alone?

-Do you believe in Santa? -Shit.

If you enjoy being beaten up all the time, that's your choice.

However,

if you talk,

Judge Le Pérec will go after your daddies.

You have a choice.

What's the judge like?

You can ask Cora. Get in.

One day, I'd had enough.

When I got married to him,

it was so I could leave, so I could have my own home.

Then he wanted to make me work the streets.

My parents weren't interested in me,

so I went to see the priest so he could find me work.

Which priest?

Father Baticclia.

He had married us.

He was nice.

He was the only person I knew who could help me.

He took me to Broccoli's

and Broccoli took me on as a kitchen porter.

When I arrived, a girl was already working there.

We stayed together for two weeks.

I noticed that she had clients in the evening.

And the money?

She was giving it to Broccoli.

One day there was beef with Paolo Pratelli.

Why?

He was coming on to the girl.

Broccoli told Francesco about it.

Is Francesco Pratelli the eldest?

I thought he was in Italy?

He put a call through to Turin. I heard him.

He even wanted to punish Paolo.

Francesco would come back on a regular basis.

And then what happened?

The girl left the next day. I never saw her again.

That's when you…

Yes.

It was my turn.

What are you doing here?

I'm here to have a good time with you.

Broccoli agreed to it.

I'm not a whore!

I don't take clients, that's not what we agreed!

It's not what we agreed.

If we don't give her a dose, she'll be a pain in the ass all day.

That's not what we agreed!

Take her away.

They drugged you?

It was my first dose.

I was so out of it I barely felt it.

Mind you, Your Honor, I've seen worse since then.

Pick me up at 9:30 a.m.

-Did you have a good trip? -Yes.

Veronesi was on time.

Are you staying for long?

No.

Long enough to fix my brother's mistakes

and to prepare the deal with Penoncelli.

What about the cash?

Are you leaving with it or do I pass it on as usual?

We'll see about that later.

He'll be in the back room. There are two exits. I checked.

-Good. -I'll stay with you. He'll have Raymond.

I'll spend the night with Marie-Christine.

You'll take me back to Menton tomorrow.

-The boat will wait until 5 o'clock. -Okay.

Sit down, Francesco.

Happy to see you.

Let's get down to business, Francesco.

We miss you since you were thrown out.

But each cloud has its silver lining. You'll be useful to us in Italy.

Oh really?

Why?

You've got free rein, you've got a respectable business.

It's a great front.

What are you driving at?

Prostitution and racketeering is fine,

but I thought that the two of us could take things up a notch.

-It would be lucrative. -Drugs?

Are you against it?

I'm not a great fan.

It depends.

Let me explain.

You approach the mafia and source the goods in Italy.

I'll take care of the network, of the sellers here.

We'll be associates.

We're already running an entire town. It's calm, it'll be easy.

So? Are you in?

The mafia?

In these circumstances…

Think about it. But, Francesco, I'd rather do business with you.

Only you.

Yes, I know.

You have problems with my people.

Nothing too serious. By the way,

is this one yours?

I don't know them.

Giuseppe!

I know them. They are two kids from the Sicilian crew.

They wanted to put one of their girls on the hill.

They tried doing that to me too.

But first, I wanted to know whether…

Raymond!

Take care of them.

And the girl who went to the judge. Did Veronesi tell you?

Yeah, he told me. But don't worry, I'll keep a check on everyone.

You could put them in the slammer.

There would still be enough of them to skin us alive.

Surely you won't fetch Francesco Pratelli back from Turin?

When they know we're behind this, they won't dare move.

When will your judge put them in jail?

Once you've signed your statements.

We've never seen a girl do that.

If you'd rather do the worksites or for them to take you somewhere…

By the way, have you had any news from the kid who disappeared?

What was her name again?

If I decide to speak to the judge, he'll first need to summon me.

I don't want to go there like a snitch.

Same.

I don't want any new people setting up here.

Do what is necessary.

It's Giuseppe.

It's time.

Broccoli and Paolo wanted to avenge themselves.

Before, I had been theirs.

They shared my earnings.

When I left with Ricardo, they protested.

One day, when I was alone at the apartment,

they came to get me and forced me to a pond.

Asshole!

At first, Ricardo was kind.

He'd pick me up, he would take me to the restaurant.

He would even tell me that he'd get me out of there.

-Did you believe him? -Yes.

Well, almost.

-And then? -And then, things didn't drag around.

He put me on the quay and up there on the hill.

Since then, you've not changed?

Changed what?

Your man? Your pimp, as you say?

No. I couldn't.

How much do you get per client?

Recently it's been 100 francs.

-How much do you earn in a month? -I don't know.

Maybe 40,000 francs

And how much do you give Ricardo?

Everything.

He'd give me 50 francs a day.

But I had to buy the condoms.

Occasionally, when I would hitchhike home, I would do a client on the sly.

Inspector Imbert will drive you home.

If you could please sign your statement, Cora.

Thanks.

Don't be scared any longer.

Brière?

That's it. We can start.

Come right now. I'll sign the warrants.

5:59. In one minute, we can go.

Let's go.

Open up! It's the police!

Open up or I'll break down the door!

Come on, jump. I'll go round.

We're going to get hauled over the coals. Which idiot did the recce?

I'm that idiot.

Pierre Broccoli, you're under arrest.

What? What's this about?

-Get out, I've got an arrest warrant. -An arrest warrant?

But that's ridiculous!

What am I accused of?

Take him.

You'll hear from me, I assure you.

If Cora withdraws her statement,

the others won't talk and the plan will be ruined!

Are you stupid or what?

You weren't even capable of reconnoitring!

Now Ricardo is on the run!

What are you waiting for? For Pratelli to kill the kid?

-Hello ma'am. Is Maria Luigi there? -She's not here.

Let him in, Grandma.

WIDOW G. LUIGI

What's going on?

You can't leave your home anymore.

If you need to leave, warn us and we'll accompany you.

If someone rings the bell, check who it is before opening.

What does that mean?

Ricardo ran away.

Is your bread tasty?

Every day, he comes home at roughly the same time.

The cops wait for a moment.

He sometimes leaves again, to either go to the movies

or to the restaurant with his wife but it's rare.

That's all.

And our girls?

I've sent three to Germany.

They had a habit of talking and speaking too loudly.

What have you decided?

Nothing.

We wait. We wait for the trial.

What an idiot to have beat up girls!

"He'd take me down to the pond,

he'd tie me to a tree and beat me."

And if I still wouldn't agree to being a prostitute,

Broccoli would burn my breasts with cigarettes."

It hurt so much that I gave in."

Upon being questioned.

"Yes, this happened several times

and as a punishment, I would have to entertain clients."

-Until 2 or 3 a.m." -It's false. It's all false.

That girl is completely mad.

I want her to repeat all of that in front of me.

-May I? -Please, sir.

I don't yet know all the information that you have in your file,

so it seems to me that a meeting would…

It will happen, rest assured.

And very soon.

Meanwhile, since there's a lack of solid evidence

I believe he should be set free.

Don't make that request, sir. I'll deny it.

I have good reason to believe that your appeal would be pointless.

Broccoli, you don't deny having hired Maria Luigi in your restaurant?

Of course not. Why would I deny it?

I hired Maria Luigi as a kitchen porter

and she went on to be a waitress.

Along with Irène Nicolas,

Anna Carreau, known as Monique…

Her and others.

The kids never want to stay, they say they don't earn enough.

I was hiring them as a favor, they were poor, infortunate creatures.

But after a month or two they would leave.

Did you put them up at your restaurant?

I've got a few rooms above it, so it was only natural.

And you deny having forced Maria Luigi to prostitute herself?

Never.

Can you imagine me making my waitresses screw men

in front of Mrs. Broccoli and my daughter?

Never, Your Honor, I swear.

I'm not asking for that much.

Let's carry on.

I was 16 years old.

My dad kicked me out.

So I found work at a gas station.

That's where I met Paolo.

We started going out.

-And he found you work at Broccoli's? -Yes, but not for long.

He wanted me to entertain clients every night.

So I'd say I was sick or I would sulk.

Guys don't like that.

Because I wasn't earning enough, Paolo moved me to the Green Dolphin,

the hotel behind the palace.

Cora was there too.

How did things go at the hotel?

Well, we had a bedroom.

And Cataldo and his woman would get guys to come up.

How much were they getting?

From 100 francs, Cataldo would keep 25 francs for the room.

He'd give the rest to Paolo and Broccoli.

Were they on good terms?

They'd given him complete power. If we complained, he would beat us.

He's a pro at beatings. And then he'd screw us.

We couldn't say a thing.

Did you never consider running away?

I'd sometimes think of it but…

You were scared?

Yes.

-Did you drug yourself? -No, they did it.

And it was a matter of coping. Then Turin happened.

The cops evicted me so Paolo put me back here.

Would you be willing to sign a statement?

Cora definitely signed, right?

Yes, I'm telling you.

Then I agree.

Lie down! Lie down!

I warned you, I'm not very skilled.

As of today, one of my men will go with you.

That's ridiculous.

Maybe, but things are getting dangerous.

You're at as much of a risk as the girls.

If we didn't protect them, you'd speak, wouldn't you?

Yes but they don't have any other defense.

My weapon is the penal code. That can hurt from time to time too.

Only so long you're able to use it.

I know that you're thorough

but maybe you're not being cautious enough.

Councillor, I've got witnesses.

Don't be too gullible.

You don't know those girls, they are capable of libel.

Court clerk, could you please record the Councillor's statement?

Which statement?

Councillor, I don't see any other solution.

Either you want to provide character evidence

in favor of Broccoli for me to include in the investigation file

or…

Or what?

Or else, you'll be seen to be

pressurizing the examining magistrate, which is inadmissible.

You're usually down on the quay at this time of day, aren't you?

What can I get you?

-A Martini. -Same.

Let's go this way.

Two Martinis.

Can we meet your judge?

-So you've decided, have you? -Yes.

We've suffered as much as Cora and Marylin.

-Will you protect us too? -Of course.

What are the other girls doing?

Some have already left, like Liliane,

and others have carried on independently.

-What about those in the town center? -They are against it.

They don't want any problems.

They are carrying on, as before.

It has to be said, with Penoncelli's guys it's not the same.

They don't beat their girls up.

-When should we go see your judge? -He mustn't stop us from working.

I only know how to be a whore.

He doesn't care about streetwalking.

No. We're interested in the procurers.

We're not moving. For the time being, it doesn't affect us.

-What if more girls talk? -We'll see about it then.

Keep an eye out, and tell the others to take it easy

and to drop any ongoing business. Understood?

Yeah.

I'm going to leave for a few days, until…

Charles Marevi.

Look at these two men. Do you recognize them?

I'm not sure.

There's nothing to fear.

On the other hand, if you don't say the truth…

Yes. They came here.

Have you seen these two men before?

Yes. They would bring girls.

-Often? -On pay day.

-And they would remain present for it? -Yes.

They collected the money.

What do you have to say, Pratelli?

Yes, I came once or twice.

But it was to help the girls out, to accompany them.

Because they were scared of coming here alone.

The same for me, Your Honor.

Pratelli, did you know that Maria Luigi was a prostitute?

Well yeah.

Was it of her own accord?

Well, you can't force a woman.

Do you admit having received money from Maria Luigi?

She'd give it to me to keep me, Your Honor.

She's in love with me.

Is that also the reason why she did the worksites?

She said she needed the money.

Is it true that they were consenting?

They didn't always seem happy.

Especially…

because there were a lot of us.

How many of you were there?

It would depend. Sometimes 80. Sometimes more.

It would depend on the work.

Maria Luigi,

is this where the accused brought you?

Yes. Here and elsewhere.

Did these two men bring this young woman here?

Yes. I recognize her.

Once, she didn't want to, so they beat her up.

Maria Luigi, do you recognize these men?

I don't know.

There were so many.

DON'T RISK THE LIVES OF YOUR WIFE AND KIDS

A WORD OF ADVICE, GIVE UP OR ELSE…

Everyone is here. We can start when you want.

It'll soon be over, Your Honor.

Do you think so, Mrs. Lesieur?

I'm not sure that everything is here.

Bring Cora in, please.

Hello, Your Honor.

Sit down.

Are you okay?

If you haven't told me the entire truth, now's the moment to do so.

I wouldn't blame you if…

I haven't lied.

Let the others in.

Please sit down and be silent.

Miss Luigi,

could you please indicate who tortured you at the pond?

Him and him.

She's crazy!

-You're crazy! -Please.

And those who took you to the worksite?

-Those two. -It's not true!

You're not right in the head!

Your Honor, it was Ricardo who took her there.

Did you take me to the site with Yusuf?

Me? I've nothing to do with this.

Ricardo was in charge and did everything.

-My brother, Your Honor, is awful. -What about when you shoved my head

in the bath when I took a check?

Cora told them to say that, Your Honor.

She's got them worked up.

Why is that, do you reckon?

Cora and I loved each other, Your Honor.

I loved her!

And then by brother came between us.

He made her turn against me.

There you have it.

It's jealousy!

And you Broccoli? Do you have nothing to say?

All four of them are accusing you.

It will be easy to prove that they're lying.

I didn't keep them on as waitresses because they gave a bad impression.

You could tell they were going to become whores.

I didn't keep them on.

-So now they want vengeance. -What about the porn images?

Didn't you force me to do those?

They would beat us with belts.

Please, please, we'll go over the details at the trial.

For the time being, I'm just asking whether you still accuse

the individuals present here.

Yes. It's them.

It's them alright.

It's them, Your Honor.

Yes.

Pierre Broccoli, Paolo Pratelli, Yusuf Amrani,

Pietro Andreani,

Henriette Ménager and Marcel Cataldo,

I'm notifying you and your defense attorneys

of the filing of an information.

I consider that I have collected enough charges against you

to send you to the magistrate's court for trial.

Ricardo Pratelli, Francesco Pratelli and Giuseppe Veronesi

will face a trial by default.

Guards, accompany the accused out.

They will seek vengeance. I'm afraid.

They will be condemned.

After deliberation, the court issued the following sentences.

Ten years of imprisonment for Paolo Pratelli.

Eight years of imprisonment for Pierre Broccoli.

Seven years of imprisonment for Yusuf Amrani.

Eight years of imprisonment for Pietro Andreani.

Two years of prison for Marcel Cataldo with one of those being conditional.

An 18-month suspended sentence for Henriette Ménager.

Fugitives Francesco and Ricardo Pratelli got a ten-year prison sentence by default.

Fugitive Giuseppe Veronesi got a four-year jail sentence by default.

Compensation and interest were set at 750000 francs with a guarantee.

Since then, there have been more than 100 convictions

and more than 300 years of imprisonment have been imposed.

Curiously, organized crime

has completely disappeared from Grenoble.

Cora, Marylin, Gisèle and Liliane

are no longer sex workers

and, despite experiencing rehabilitation difficulties,

they are now leading normal lives.

There are also three million clients who never get spoken about.

Why?

Subtitle translation by: Ginger Clark