All language subtitles for Les Savates du bon Dieu

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GOD'S LITTLE FOOTLINGS

She's there now,
somewhere in the city,

walking along,

crossing the square.
#Our child may be asleep in her cradle.

I mark the time that separates us.

It's done.
#My work is done.

So I run to her,
I run to her,

I run to her.

Why'd you do it, Fred?

Why'd you withdraw the money?

It was for Severine's baptism.

For the reception.

Say something.

Answer me, you blockhead.

You buy dope for your friends?

Or was it for a drinking spree?
As usual.

You'll never be responsible.

I'm taking the baby.

Know who the money was for?
Sandrine!
#You kidding me?

Her father just died.

They have no family.
He had to have a funeral.

I don't believe this!
#She's not even your relative and she comes before us?

And it's not even for love.
#She's like a sister. She earns peanuts at the P.O.

And you at the garage?

We'll buy a smaller cake.
We'll only invite Granny.

You'll never change. It's too late.

You only think of yourself.
#But I make the money.

I'll always love you.

I even love the kid.
#But less than I love you.

I go crazy when you're not here.

I miss you all the time.
#When I'm here doing nothing...

or when I'm at work.

All the time.

All the time.

Say you'll love me always.

I'll love you always.

If you ever left me,
I'd look for you everywhere.

If you had another man,
I'd kill him.

Where you been? He's been waiting
for his car for an hour.

105 miles!

You just did 105 miles.
Without a license.

So what? I drive like a god.

Look, kid, I like you. You're a good
mechanic and you'll be an ace driver.

But mentally you're 4.
- And you're how old? - Show respect!

Show some yourself.
#Show me respect and apologize to the man.

Swear by your wife and kid
to cut the crap. Or else.

My kid and my wife are sacred.

Out of my sight, you little prick!

- Hey, Miguel.
- Hey, Fredo.
#Marouf.

Never get off your ass?
#We're not clowns like you.

Hey, Elodie,
time to do some shopping.

We can go to the country.

"My...

"poor Fred...

"This life

"couldn't...

"My poor Fred,
This life couldn't go on.

"You'll never be a father to our child
or an adult yourself.

"And I realized you're just
a childhood friend.

"Maybe I never really loved you.
You'll never find us.

"This will hurt but you're so handsome
you'll replace me quick.

"Elodie."

Shut the fuck up!
#Want me to come down?

Kamel fixed her spelling!

Open up, Kamel!
I know you're in there!

What's with you?

You crazy?

- Where'd you hide her?
- Hide who?
#You're crazy! Call the cops!

Open up, please!

I've been a brother to you!
#You said you watched over her.

You're trying to steal her.

If you mean Elodie,
I haven't seen her in weeks.
#And her letter? You fixed it up.

What're you talking about?

Give me that before
something bad happens.
#Get away, Granny.

Give me that!

Elodie's left you. I saw her leave
in a big black car.

With her things and the kid.
#It wasn't Kamel. There's someone else.

Who?
#She answered a casting ad last month.

She took a cab every afternoon.
#Not so much as a hello!

I looked after the baby.
- Why keep quiet? - I thought you knew.

Why'd she do this?

Put that down, son.
#I'll tell you later.

Come on.

Come on.

Help me, Granny.

Tell me she'll come back.
#Sure, sonny.

I'll be right back.

Take these.

Take these.
#I'll tell you what to do,

but only after.
#Tell me how to find her?

Only after you take these.
#You promise?

I swear.

So?

First lie down.

Sleep.
#I'll only tell you after.

You swear?
#I swear.

Lie down.

There.
#Don't leave me, Granny.

I won't, darling.
I'm right here next to you.

Feel better?

So, will you tell me?
#I don't know where she is.

I just saw the car drive away.

I lied to you, sonny.
I had to calm you down.

But she wasn't unhappy with me.

Why give your money away
to any tramp in sight?

I lent it to friends in need.

Around here, lots of folks are in need.

And don't often pay back.

I worked off the books for her.
#I stole, too.

I bought her the TV, the stereo,
the washing machine.

Everything.
#Sure, but...

She wanted nice dresses,

and expensive perfumes.
#And to meet people.

Especially richer people than us.

I wasn't enough for her?

You didn't really understand her.

She didn't talk.

You scared her.
#Don't say that, Granny. It can't be.

Look in the mirror, poor boy.

With money,
this wouldn't have happened.
#I'd have taken care of them.

I'd have bought her anything.

But I worked all day long.

It's not fair.
#I know, poor child, but what can you do?

Life is like that.

You know,
you could've come to the funeral.

At least for the mass.
There weren't many people.

Look, I spent all your money.
#I can't start paying you back just yet.

Screw the money.
#I need someone to talk to.

You're all I have left.

I can't go on.
#She'll come back.

Could you help me, miss?

Has my pension check come in?

No.
#It may take a week, you know.

Are you sure? I'm broke.
#Wait till the 30th.

Couldn't the P.O.
Iend me some money?

That man is asking for a loan.
He's Mr Mangin.

We can't, sir.
#I'm sorry.

Can anyone give me a personal loan?
#No.

Are you sure? I'm flat broke.
#I'm sorry, sir, we can't.

Can I be served?
#Shut up and fuck off.

No need to insult me.

Get lost. Get lost!

Wait outside, mister.

- I'll fix this.
- How?

So long.

On the floor!

Over here!
#Lie down!

You... Go lock the door.

Move it!

Move it!
#Money in the bag!

- What is it?
- The cops are coming.

- What?
- Run for it!

- Why're you doing this?
- And you?

Go for it!

Take this.

Move! You'll get it back.

Hungry?
#No, I'm thirsty.

Will you be here
when I get back?

Not hungry?
#The music soothes me.

I'll let you hear it.

Turn it down, Fred.
#No one's around.

Turn it down!

Shit!

Are you going to bug me
much longer?

Just what I needed: thugs!

You...

Little man!

Your music bothers me.

So plug in your headphones
and get off my ass.

I expect you youngsters to vacate
the premises by dawn.

You again?

Who are you, mister?

My name is Maguette.
Maguette Fortuno Wamba.

I am the son of great
King Maguette Sala the 14th,

temporarily deposed
following a cowardly revolution.

I, Maguette Wamba, will restore
my father to the throne,

to which I will succeed him
when he dies,

which I hope will not be
for a long, long time.

Must I throw you out?

What are you doing here?
#And you?

Isn't it obvious?

Some day I will be king.
#I'm working, learning.

When you're not here to bother me.

Here, at night, secretly?
#Of course.

Tell your friend his weapon
doesn't frighten me.

So he might as well put it down.

You...
#You're hiding out.

Dumb as you look, you must have done
something truly, truly stupid.

Though stupidity is the mortal enemy
of kings and princes,

I'll stop working
and make a deal with it...

With you, I mean...
for a few moments.

I believe I noticed some food
in your bag earlier.

It's time to invite me
to share in your revels.

What's his problem?
#He's miserable.

That much I can tell.
#His wife left with their little girl.

And, of course, he loved her, and,
of course, you're in love with him.

Two more unhappy proletarian slaves!
#Why say that?

Do you see kings dejected

because a wife, mistress or lover
has left them?

Do you seem them subservient
to all frivolous influences

Iike a reed in the wind?
#Why not?

You're all shopgirls.

As king, I'll start a black
romance magazine
for the women of my nation.

You're nuts.

The ignorant take the wise man
for a fool.

I'll do something for him.

You can't.
#We'll see about that.

Move your ass,
you white proletarian creep!

First and most vital lesson, young lady:

never leave a wretch to brood.

Your gun, again!

Use your head a bit.

You're dumb, yes. But not enough
to attract attention here.

And it's clear
as the nose on your face
you're no killer.

- I won't be insulted!
- Some pride, at last.
#A positive sign.

You couldn't just lie there forever

- like a sobbing female.
- What's it to you, you dirty nigger?

I'll overlook your insulting,
overtly racist remark this once,

which I attribute to your pain.

But never say it again.
Punishment will be swift.

Your right hand!
#What for?

He's arguing!
#Give me your right hand.

You read palms?

That's it.

I'm finished.
#So, tell me when I'll find her?

I can't read the future

but I can see the past.
#Fuck the past.

They really are stupid!

God allows me to fathom souls
by reading palms.

And you see what?
#This boy is a 4-year-old in mind and heart.

And my past?
#My soul?

With him...

you're off to a bad start.

"I'll be bak.
If you waik up befor, dont worry

"I'll be bak befor skool opens"

Hey, Fred.
#Miguel and Marouf here?

The cops are after you, Fred.

How goes it?

- Where were you yesterday?
- Where d'ya think?
#Did you see Elodie?

A rich dude came for her.
#Why didn't you tell me?

- You didn't ask.
- Describe him.
#Classy.

How old?
#30... 40...

Not with an old guy!

Seen the car before?
#It sometimes came at noon for her.

Notice anything else?
#Yeah. The guy...

he had a driver...
#The driver asked: "Where to?"

The guy said: "Highway South."

Then another word... Iike "cinnamon"...

"skeleton."

You back on the stuff?

We were bored shitless.

At least we're happy now.

So long, Fredo.
Watch out for yourself.

Sandrine!

I thought you got arrested.

Didn't see my note?
#Yes, but you didn't come back.

We gotta beat it.

What are you doing here?
Join your classmates.

This is the computer room.

The next-to-last classroom.

- Back there?
- This is the last room.

An inspector's coming
to the French class.

You'll have to leave.

You can't stay legally
without my permission.

Let's go.

What are you two doing there?
Go sit down.

You there, come help me.

Hello, sir, this is an honor.

This class is Miss Monnier's,

a young teacher
who's relatively new here,

but very motivated.
#What's he doing?

I don't know.
#Let's sit in the back.

Silence!

Mr lnspector,
I'm continuing a lesson

I worked out with the music teacher.

We're studying a song and the relation
between its lyrics and music.

We've chosen "The Way It Is Always."

Take out your texts.
- I forgot mine. - Use your neighbor's.

The "l" here is a woman.
#Could it have been a man?

Has this song been performed
by male singers?

Yes, Claude Francois
and Michel Sardou.

What is the recurring expression?

Leyla?
#"The way it is always."

What are the expressions
of the loneliness
of her daily life?

"l get up... You don't move."

"l dress quickly... drink my coffee...
I'm late."
"It's gloomy outside."

"l pretend to play."
What does it mean?

She's lonely.

You should have notified me.

An impromptu visit gives you
a truer picture.

Of course.

Now show me what
you did yesterday...

Youngsters, I'd like to speak now.
#Shut up!

He's gonna speak.

Will you shut your big trap!

And stay put!

Youngsters...

is the demonstration I just witnessed

something exceptional?

In other words,

do you raise cain because I'm here,
or is this typical?

This is normal, sir.
#Then what you are doing here?

It's a fine day,
you'd be better outside.
#We have no choice, sir.

True. Until the age of 16.

But isn't there a great deal
of cowardice in your attitude?

- He mean we got no balls?
- I do.

Youngsters,

you raise cain...

Raise hell...
to use your language.
#But inevitably,

when it becomes a habit,
doesn't the pleasure wear thin?

So you raise cain out of boredom,

by tradition. Worse, by routine.

You sit in class out of cowardice.
#Alas!

What d'ya mean?

That you no longer give a shit
about raising hell...

You're dumb to remain bored shitless.

Let me suggest an almost
musical exercise,

which I'm sure will give you pleasure

even as it restores your dignity.

You're all going to shout:

We're not babies now!

Come on, all together now:

We're not babies now!

Are you mad, sir?

Am I mad, youngsters?
#Yeah!

My children:

Verily, verily I say unto you:

You are free!
#Go!

Go, on my behalf, to proclaim
the good word:

Henceforth, do as you see fit!

Run, run to every hallway,

every office, every class,

to announce and declare
your emancipation!

We're not babies now!

What a crying shame!
#My young friends,

I've done 2 grave things for you:
get involved,

and raise cain in an incubator
for "God's Little Footlings."

Head for Sault.

Left!

He can't read.
- Sure, I can. - You can't.

But I'm driving.

True, I don't read well.
#I don't write well either.

- But I can drive.
- Watch the road, kid.

- You'll be my chauffeur now.
- Sure.

A prince mustn't lower himself
by driving.

And you're now doomed to steal.
#I will join you as your guide.

Steal? You, a prince?

We all steal.
Presidents and kings, notably.

But not saints or hermits,
Or God's Little Footlings.

Though, in times like these...
#Fuck all that.

The two of us can manage alone.
#With the cops and your illiteracy.

I drive like a god.

So you're a perfect chauffeur.
Where are you headed?

Down south.
#The sun!

And then?
#To the Amazon...

Or the skeleton.

Give me your hand.

Give me your hand.

Your friend Miguel said...

Cinnamon,
cinnamon... skeleton...

The Luberon!
We're going to the Luberon.

The region's full of rich people:

Artists, film people, socialists.

We'll find wealthy folks we can rob
without great risk.

We can pull off robberies,
except in the region.

We mustn't get caught here.
#Your guy may go to Paris.

So we watch the airport on Mondays,
Tuesdays and Fridays.

First we legally rent
two isolated houses
and pay in cash.

We might get spotted.
#Though it may hurt your pride,

you're not notorious enough for that.

Lastly: teach him how to read.

It could help.

What did you mean
by "the God's Little Footlings"?

Young lady,

what did your father do?
#He was a worker.

Why?
#To feed and clothe us, and to raise me.

Was he happy?
#It was hard. But he had pride.

He believed in God?
#Yes.

Young lady,

I call "God's Little Footlings"
all those poor helots...

What's a helot?
#A poor wretch.

The lowest of the low.

So I call "God's Little Footlings"

all those poor helots
who slave all their life,

do all the work
and are paid for nothing.
#For the sole sake of Good and Virtue.

As a prince,
I respect and greatly encourage Virtue,

the mortar of civilizations.
#And its great pillar: the Good Lord.

Nonetheless,

I can see the faces
of all those good people,

if on Judgment Day,

this Good Lord

pulled a rotten trick
by not showing up.

Why do you think she left?

How'd I do her wrong?

What've you done this morning?
#Nothing special.

Let's hear it anyway.

I got up, I came down, I took a cup...

Should I go on?
#In detail?

In detail.

I took a cup and coffee,
put the coffee in the cup,

sugar and milk in the coffee,

I took a teaspoon, mixed
the sugar, milk and coffee,

and I drank it slowly
because it was hot.

You did the same with her?

You didn't even look at me.
#You never look at anybody.

So?

You didn't say hello or thanks
for preparing everything.

You didn't notice
I'd prepared everything for you.

It's as if I didn't exist.

You think only of yourself.

Take those off.

- Why?
- Because you're filthy.
#Take them off and give them to me.

You crazy?

You little prick!
#You're selfish, immature and violent!

And uneducated!
#Elodie was right to go. I'd do the same.

Why don't you?

I can't drive.

Forgive me.
#No, I won't forgive you.

You only think of yourself.
#Now do as I say.

First, wash and shave.
#Every day, even if you're not in shape.

And rinse the tub afterwards.

We'll go buy you clothes.
#You can't let yourself go to pieces.

Okay.

But help me, please.

"As I leaned... Ieaned...

"over...

"you...

"Queen..."

Close your eyes.

Think of her.

Repeat after me:

"As I leaned over you..."

"Queen of the beloved..."

"As I leaned over you,
Queen of the beloved..."

"l could smell
the scent of your blood."

It's from Fredo!

Holy shit!

"This love,

"So tend-er,

"So des-pe-rate..."
"This love,

"So tender, so desperate...'

"This love,

"Beautiful
"as the day

"And as foul

"As the weather

"When the weather
"is foul."

Go on.
#"This love, so true,

"This love, so bright,
"So...

"Joyous.

"And so...

"derisive..."

What's "derisive" mean?
#Use the dictionary.

"Causing ridicule or scorn."

A bit like me.

Go on.
#"To this love I shout:

"For you, for me, for all the others
I do not know,

"Stay where you are,
Don't move,
"Don't go away.

"We who have loved,
We have forgotten you,
"You mustn't forget us.

"You are all we have left on earth.
#"Don't let us grow cold.

"Wherever you are
Send us a sign.

"From the forest of memory
Burst into sight,

"Hold out your hand
And save us."

Jacques Prevert.

The view's even better over here!

What's all this?
#Each computer is linked to a major stock exchange:

Tokyo, New York, London, Singapore...
#This one to my bank.

I analyze, I buy,
I sell.

All alone?
#Young lady, my talent is reading the past.

For the future, I have these.

Courtesy of the tribal shaman.

- You don't read the future.
- Normally, no.

My father restricted it
to finding fortune.

So I'm to become rich.

But once I restore my father
to his throne,

can he face down these new gods?

How's our little white prole?

What can I do to make him forget?
#Even just a bit?

Elodie?

All you can do now
is dress his pain.

Anyhow, he'll recover.
#He'll fall in love again.

In this life,
things come and go, vanish,

so he'll have to face himself
one day,

and fight off the great idleness.

Because life is insipid.

So one must find recreation
at any price.

No advice about Fred, then?
#Try to seduce him.

I used to be his friend.

Now I'm just a doormat.

Hello.
#Hello.

My name's Estelle.

Hello, miss.

I decided to hire help.
#Maguette says she's discreet.

This is Fred.
I'll show you your room.
#Let's skip the formalities, OK?

You okay?

Not too warm like that?
#Not at all.

Let's do it.

Turn over.

Where's the other girl?

If I do it with another in mind,
I can do it with you.

Especially since, thinking of Elodie,
I think of you a bit, too.

Not here.

Come on.

I'm nothing.

I ask nothing of you.

Or just one thing:

When you see Elodie again,
or someone else,

keep me anyway.

"An orange on the table
Your dress on the rug

"and you in my bed
sweet present of the present

"cool of the night
warmth of my life"

I was born here.

Granny's apartment.

We call it the Death Projects,
for all the killings and suicides.

Even women and children.
#But I was happy as a kid.

- Where's Marouf and Miguel?
- They scammed the Zaouis.

Those psychos better not find them.

I gotta go, Mina.
#Understand?

Too bad.

Here he comes!

I gotta go.

My bro's at the cafe with Miguel.
Only you know.

Why tell me, then?
#If Marouf hears you came and I didn't tell you, he'd kill me.

Wait here.

- Hi.
- Hi, sir.

Hey, Fredo!

What a change!

Real princes!
#And you! Saw your picture on TV.

2 bottles of champagne,
and all the stuff with it.

Your best champagne.
#I can't stay.

No one know you're here?
#Then you can't refuse.

Come on.

You scammed the Zaoui brothers.

But I sent you bread.

Look what we bought with it:
a real rocket!

Then we had some knockout chicks,
clothes,

and restaurants to match.
#Notice our hands?

Real kings, we were.
#Then all of a sudden: empty.

No going back into the muck.
#So we went in with them.

Look, Fredo, nothing big.
You know us.
#Some dealing.

But we did all the work.

Those bastards took half.

So me and Marouf
decided to stop sharing.

Get out, fast.
#And go where?

You, get back and freeze.
#Down on your backs!

Move it!

Down!

Move and you're dead.

No time for you to pray!

You made a mistake.

I bet you wanna die now.

Freeze, nigger.
#Know what the nigger says?

Hi, Sandrine.
#Don't move.

The cops'll take you
to the hospital.

I'm a goner.

Does it hurt?

I don't feel anything.

It was great having the dough.

Get out quick
and don't ever come back.

In the projects, you start dying
the day you're born.

We have to get out.

The cops are coming,
we have to go.

It's all because I sent them money.

It's not your fault.
Get it out of your head.
#Come on.

Either you cry...

Or you think of something else
real hard.

Think about Elodie.

Elodie...

Drive, Fred.

I'm thinking about Elodie.

About Elodie.

Drive, kid.

- Elodie...
- Shit, Fred, go!

You're boxed in.

You've left five people dead.

Don't add to the list.

So throw your guns out of the car,

and come out with your hands
on your heads.

First warning!

Nothing.

Farewell, Glory.
Farewell, Fortune.

Farewell, Father,
Maguette Sala the 14th.

Your son's headed for a foul prison.
What a crying shame!

Second warning!

Third and last warning
before the order to open fire!

Come out, hands on your heads.

On the ground, arms spread.

God of my forbears,
get me out of this,

and you can have
half my future fortune...

No, only 20%.

But entirely devoted
to your temples and your poor.

Let's get out of here!

Avignon Airport

What is it?

What's up?

Get your amulets out.

So will I find Elodie?

God's Little Footling,
it's quite possible.

But don't panic.
The Great Day has come.

My amulets are never wrong.

Fortune is for now or never.

Go, but be careful, kid.
#This is no time to attract attention.

Why a museum?
#God's Little Footling, it's his home.

He lives here.

Where's Elodie?

She won't be here.

Safe!

Beautiful!
- You've never been here? - Sure.

We restored it all.
Come look in here.
#Watch your head.

A drink, Jacques?
#A glass of champagne.

Here.

Let's clear up a misunderstanding.
#We have differences

that I'd like to settle here and now.
#I'm listening.

On my last and biggest budget,

we went in 50/50.
#I did my part by contributing

the 65 million the project required.
Right?

- Does he mean dollars?
- Yes.

As planned, the whole operation
only came out to $30 million.

So there's $35 million to divide
between us.

How'd they put away so much?

By overbilling.

What's overbilling?

It means they stole the difference.
#I'd like my share now.

Your share?

There were no profits.

What do you mean?
#I made savings on the construction.

$35 million. Not bad.

But the savings were entirely due
to my skills.

Check the contract, article 6:

Profits are to be shared,
but only profits.

You have no legal claim to any savings.
#I owe you nothing.

What was the P.O. take?
#Dunno. About $33,000.

$33,000 is 0,03 Million $.

210 by 0,03...

It means 21,000 by 3...

Come on, you're not exactly
in the poor house.

We'll meet again.
#Of course we will.

Every week, at golf or at the club.
#And we'll shake hands.

And you'll send me champagne.
#With a stray bullet?

No.

It takes guts to kill a man.

So long, Fabrizio.

That's about 1000.

They steal
1000 times more than us and risk nothing,

but the cops shoot at us!

God's Little Footling!

You're sweet, but you can't cope
with the new situation.

Stay where you are.

I have the feeling, my good man,

that this could be the start
of a beautiful friendship.

Elodie!

I'm at the Bonnieux turnoff.
#Both vehicles are totaled.

Hurry, someone's hurt.

He your Public Enemy Number One?

We can't leave him there.

Let me.

You'll never stop acting crazy.

Why'd you leave?
#I've looked for you for months.

I've changed. I fucked up with you,
but I've changed.

I'm loaded now,
so come back to me.
#How'd you get your money?

I stole it for you and the kid.

See where it got you?

You'd mix your daughter up in all this?

I wrote you, Fred.

It's over between us.

We can get together...

Iater...

as friends.

Look, Fred, I have a new life.

I live in another world now,

where things are easier for the kid.

You love him?

Yes.

More than me?

We can take him along and hide him.

Get lost!

Get lost, I said!
#And take your scumbag with you!

Scram!

Run for it.

To date, we've counted

more than 50 armed robberies
committed by you.

As well as three homicides.

Still nothing to say in your defense?

You both seem indifferent
to the risks you're taking.

You may be less so to the risks
you're making others take.

We've located all the beneficiaries
of your generosity.

I can have them all imprisoned
for fencing.

Your grandmother

received the fruit of your thefts
by registered mail.

I stole.

She didn't know.
#The others, neither.

A leading lawyer wants to defend you.
#What for?

It must be worth his while.

His assistant is here,
behind that door. Shall I bring him in?

Hello, Counselor.
I'll leave you alone with them.

How are my white proles?

What're you doing here?

What's that noise?
#Your support committee.

What's that?
#Sympathizers who've banded together.

It's common and very useful.

They tracked down all your victims

and reimbursed them 100%.
#With what money?

Youngsters, I am rich.
#And these people

have managed to get all charges
against you dropped.

There's just the State case left.

Let me handle this. OK?

"My youth was but a forbidding storm

"Pierced here and there
by brilliant sunshines."

"Sandrine,
"l thought of you in my cell.

"You were my only light here.

"One day it was like a veil
was torn away.

"l wanted you.

"And I missed you
like someone I badly needed.

"Elodie was my first love, a childhood
sweetheart I'll never forget.

"But you're so much more.

"You gave me
the courage to accept life.

"l love you, Sandrine.

"l love you like I never loved before.

"This is what I wanted to tell you.

"Through you I know I exist.

"Looking forward to see you again
is my only reason to live.
#"Fred."

Your Honor,

members of the jury:
After hearing all the witnesses,

what remains of the charges against
these youngsters?

The killing of the Zaoui brothers
was clearly self-defense.

As for the riot in the projects,
they had no active part.

The papers are full of such events.

Rather, search for the culprits
among our politicians.

Counsel, you won't turn this trial
into a political debate.

Too bad.
#But no matter.

These kids were born
in outlaw projects.
#Today,

they have matured.
#Their adolescent sins are far behind them.

They have spent long months,
five years,
in prison,

thus paying their debt
to society.

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury,
do you think

prolonging their detention
will help them?

Work awaits these children
at their release.

My assistant and l

will personally vouch
for their future behavior.

This is why I ask the court
for a prison sentence

covering their time in custody,
and a suspended sentence.

The defendants will rise.

Frederic:
the jury having deliberated,

the Court sentences you:

for the robbery
of the Saint Etienne P.O.,

to 5 years in prison,
2 years suspended.

For the Lyon P.O. attack:
4 years in prison, with 2 suspended.

For the Enghien casino robbery:

5 year in prison, 2 suspended.

For the BNP robbery in Nancy:
4 years in prison, 2 suspended.

For the Credit Lyonnais robbery
in Lille:

5 years in prison, 2 suspended.

For the Credit Agricole robbery
in Clermont:

5 years in prison, 2 suspended.
#For the Auxerre P.O. robbery:

3 years in prison, 2 suspended.

For the butcher shop robbery:
6 years in prison, 4 suspended.

For the Bayonne terminal robbery:
6 years in prison, 2 suspended.

For the Lapeyre robbery:
6 years in prison, 3 suspended.

For every car stolen:

6 months in prison, 4 suspended.

And for the Creteil postal van affair:

6 years in prison, 4 suspended.
#Sandrine:

the Court sentences you
to the same term.

Furthermore, the Court grants you
concurrent sentences.

The court is adjourned.

We won.
#Concurrent sentences don't add up.

Only the heaviest counts.
#With the time already served,

you'll be free in a few weeks.

Bravo.

Congratulations.

Look at this.

"Africa's Strongman"

Good old Maguette!
We could've done a lot together.

- What'd I say?
- Nothing, sonny.
#Nothing.

My grandson will always be
a generous moron.

He understands it all.
#When he got out of prison,

Fred worked like a madman
to own all this.

He thinks he made it on his own.

That's a laugh!
It's thanks to him.

He gave us 10% of his money.

But he gave it to Sandrine and me.

That big ninny will never know.
#That's what he said:

He'd go back to his projects
to help the needy.

We've had enough misery.
#"Money can't buy happiness!"

Poverty, neither.

All the more so because
Sandrine's a darling

and they're both gorgeous.

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