All language subtitles for The Lost Son (1999) UK-FR WEB 1080p

Mmm.
I love you.

- Taxi! Edgerton Crescent.
- Okay.

- Hup! - Excuse me.
- Mrs. Carlton?

Yes?

You made my job easy.
You always take the same room.

How much is my husband paying you?

Not enough.

This is blackmail.

Business.

Here. You're not a very nice man,
are you, Mr. Lombard?

I just saved your marriage, Mrs. Carlton.
Thanks.

Buongiorno.

Um, I would like some olives, please.

- So you've been well?
- Very well. And you?

- I am well, thank you.
- Oh, okay.

- Tutti va bene, eh?
- Ah.

- I'll take it.
- Thank you.

- Good-bye.
- Good-bye, sir.

Hi, kids. I can beat you.

You're losing it, Xavier.

- You think so?
- I know so.

- What happened to that Gallic flair?
- Went up in smoke.

- You want to have a drink?
- I'd love to.

Wife and kid are waiting.

Hello?

Carlos.

Oh, uh-- uh, oui.
How are you?

10:15. Okay.
To the Ritz? Oh.

- Hey, Carlos! Carlos!
- Hey, Xavier!

- How are you?
- Ca va?

- You look great. - You too.
But they made you chief of police or what?

No. I'm not a cop anymore.

- Since when?
- Uh, since this.

- Oh-ho-ho. Big changes, eh?
- Big changes.

- I left Brazil.
- I live here now. - How long?

- Uh, three years.
- Uh, I should've called before.

- No. I understand.
- No. I should've called.

You did, no?

- London's the last place I thought you'd end up.
- It's okay. I like it here.

- No one knows me.
- Can't be too good for business.

- I thought this was pleasure.
- Well, it is.

But, um...
I might have something for you.

It's a family matter.
They're waiting upstairs.

Oh.

That is your third.
Since when do you drink so much?

Since this morning, I think.

Just around the time
your plane touched down, mother.

You taught her well... too well.

And this is Xavier Lombard.

Uh, Mr. And Mrs. Spitz
and my wife, Deborah.

Mrs. De Moraes.

Thank you for coming, Mr. Lombard.
Uh, please.

Um, may I smoke?

If you must.

Uh, how much has Mr. De Moraes told you?

- That your son is missing.
- It's not the first time. It won't be the last.

Our daughter does not share our concern
for Leon's well-being.

My brother's always had a long
and meaningful relationship with heroin.

- That is not truye and that is in the past.
- No mother, that is what you want to believe.

I apologize, Mr. Lombard.
This is a very difficult time for us.

- I understand.
- Maybe Deborah can explain more.

A month ago, Leon came to me wanting to
borrow some money, a thousand pounds.

Something to do with a deposit on
exhibition space for his photos.

Ah. He's a photographer?

My, you're some detective, Mr. Lombard.

Deborah, please.

The truth is...

Leon has not been seen since.

He'll surface when he's blown my money.

If he's still an addict, the thousand pounds
is already gone. He wouldn't last a month.

So, where is he?

Will you take the case, Mr. Lombard?
We are very worried about Leon.

I normally charge 350 pounds a day...
Plus expenses.

I doubt you charge anything like that much normally.

Three hundred fifty pounds a day, plus expenses.

And a bonus of, uh, 5,000 pounds when you find him.

We have prepared a package.

It contains a down payment on your fees.

You can always contact us here
or at my daughter's in Hampstead.

My husband and I will be staying in London
for as long as it takes.

- What do you think?
- I think Deborah is right.

Leon's done this kind of thing before.
Just take the money. They can afford it.

- Where does it come from, their money?
- Shoes.

The old man supplies the leather for a quarter
of all the shoes made in Europe.

- You work for him?
- Yeah.

Hey, it's not as boring as it sounds.
No, no.

Eh, I'll call you, huh?
Pleasure, not business.

- I hope. Ciao.
- Ciao.

Nathalie.

Did you cut your hair?

You like it?

It's my lost girl look.

Do you like it?

Yes, it's cute.

Congratulations on your new case.

They have to pay you well.

Tell me about it.

Money for nothing.
A missing person...

who probably is not.

Don't turn around.

There's a man
and he is clearly not doing ok.

He's with the wife.
He's my client.

Don't turn around!

I think you've ruined his night.

He's fine.
Earlier I made his day.

- Another football injury?
- My knee.

- Listen, I shouldn't say...
- But you will.

- You should be more careful.
- You think I'm getting old.

You are not geting old,
you are already old.

- I mean that in a good way.
- I know.

Here is my apartment.

- Do you want to come in?
- No.

I always say that.
I won't ask anymore.

No, no.
Keep asking...

Thank you for such a nice evening.

New messages.

You have no new messages.

Sorry. The number you have
called is not available.

- B. T. Customer accounts.
How may I help you? - Yes.

I have a problem with my phone bill.

- May I have your phone number please?
- 0171...

727 6865.

- Right. How may I help you, sir?
- The phone was disconnected.

We disconnected the phone,
but we never got the final bill.

Right. It was sent on the 16th of last month.

It never arrived.
Maybe you sent it to the wrong address, no?

Well, it went to the forwarding
address at Landguard Point...

Felixstowe, in Suffolk.

Hello?

- Hello?
- This is private property.

Public footpath's over there.

I'm looking for Leon Spitz.

Right.
Get down on the ground.

Now! Get your hands up above your head
where I can see 'em.

Who are you?

Uh, Xavier Lombard.
I'm a private investigator.

I've been hired to find Leon Spitz.
I have...

Uh-uh!
Take your jacket off very slowly.

Okay. Don't shoot.

Chuck it over here.

- "Xavier Lombard. Private investigator.
- You see?

"Xavier Lombard.
Insurance loss adjuster. "

"Xavier Lombard.
Floral tributes. "

For my work.
I need them for my work.

- Do you know where Leon is?
- Why do you wanna know?

His parents hired me to find him.
They are worried about him.

- Expect me to believe that?
- I can only tell you what I know.

Shiva, come here.

- Is this the Austrian?
- I am French.

Shut up!
Is this man the Austrian?

All right. Back inside.

Look, uh,
I don't want any trouble.

- Just give Leon my card and
tell him to call me. - I can't.

I don't know where he is.

Haven't seen him for a month.

If you want to talk, uh, I'll listen...

But not with that thing pointing at me.

That's my old number.
I was moving up here the night that Leon called.

- What did he want?
- A favor.

To look after Shiva for a few days...

Bring him up here with me.

He gave me some money.

- How much?
- About a thousand pounds.

Thank you.

Who is the Austrian?

Someone who deals in kids.

Kids?

Yeah. Sex.

- Sex with kids.
- Quoi?

Shiva was being held somewhere in London,
and Leon got him out.

That's all I know.

He said I wasn't to contact him.

I was to guard Shiva with my life and...

And trust no one.

Does he understand English?

Yeah.
A few words, I think.

But he doesn't speak, so...

He cries a lot at night.

Come here.
I want to show you something.

Leon gave me this.

I don't have anywhere to play it here.

He said I wasn't to give it to anyone.
Thank you.

- How long have you known each other?
- Why?

His family didn't mention you.
Hmm.

Almost two years.

I've never met them.

Probably think he's still on drugs, do they?

Could he be?

They've never understood him.

They didn't even visit him once in the clinic.
Paid the bills, though.

I'll be in touch.
There isn't a phone.

Ah. I'll be in touch anyway.

Smile, Emily.
We'll find him.

Hello.

Hello, lovely, pretty fish.
Hello.

This is Roger Carlton.

I received your report
on my wife's movements.

Needless to say,
I feel somewhat foolish.

I'll be sending you a check for your services.
Good-bye, Mr. Lombard.

Uh, hello.
It's Paul here.

Uh, look, I got too many players
for next week's game,

And I thought you might want
a break 'cause of your knee.

Uh, just give me a call sometime, all right?

Mr. Lombard, this is mr. Spitz.

We were hoping for a progress report.

I'd appreciate it if you gave us a call.

Once upon a time, in a beautiful castle,
lived a king and a queen...

Who were very happy because a baby princess
had just been born to them.

But a small, black messenger
flew to the 13th fairy,

Who had not been invited to the feast,

And told her what was going on.

- The 13th fairy was a wicked...
- Look at me.

Get him to look at me.

Come on. Get his trousers off.
Here. Let me help.

Oh, he's just wonderful.

Oh, look at how young he is.

His skin.
The color of his skin, the softness of it.

Nathalie.

- I'm glad you're here.
- You look bad!

I need to show you something.

I can't, I have to work.

- Later then.
- I'll work all night.

It's very important.

Keep the change.

Can't you really come now?

It will have to wait until tomorrow.

- You sure?
- Yes.

What do you mean,
someone had beaten you to it?

Leon's flat...
someone had been there before me.

How do you know? There were no messages
on his answering machine.

- So? - So, the last call Leon made
from his phone was a month ago.

- How do you know?
- Because I know.

- Don't take that tone with me, Mr. Lombard.
- Now, Deborah.

Please, Mr. Lombard,
you are saying you find it unusual...

Leon's answering machine
has no messages on it?

Leon isn't exactly big on friends.

Leon has friends.
Good friends.

He choose not to share them with you.

Someone had been there before me
and erased his messages.

I was there three days ago.
Everything was the same.

- Were there any messages?
- No.

Had it occurred to you Leon might have come back
and erased them himself?

- That is possible.
- Yes, it's possible.

But... but I have a, um...

A bad feeling about Leon.

I'm telling you this,
because I think you should know.

What are you saying, Mr. Lombard?

I'm saying, uh...

I hope, I'm wrong.

Stay here.

I have a bad feeling too, Mr. Lombard.
It's about you.

You know a good thing when you see it.
I think you're taking my parents for a ride.

You had no right to upset them
the way you just did!

- Why are you so keen to believe your brother's okay?
- I don't think he's okay.

I think he's a fucked-up little shit.

- You must've seen his photos.
- I like them.

- Oh, come on.
- It's a world I know.

It's not your world.

Tell me, Mr. Lombard.

Why did you leave Paris?

Good night, Mrs. De Moraes.

Did you move your office here?

I didn't have enough money
to cover two rents.

How are the fish?

Good... although one died.

What is it that you wanted to show me?

And would be wakened by a kiss
after a hundred years.

To try to prevent... look at me.

Get him to look at me.

Come on.
Get his trousers off.

Here. Let me help.

Oh, look at how young he is.

Beautiful.
You've done me proud.

Dirty business.

Is this your "money for nothing" job?

Yes, I was wrong.

I must find the people who did this.

And you want me to help you?

You know people.

These scums have to find the clients,
I need to contact them.

Contact them yourself.

Nathalie... I've found boy from the film.
He will not talk.

- Don't do this to me, it's not fair.
- And that's fair?

I'm looking for a guy called the "Austrian".

I never heard of him.

This is very sensitive mater,
I doubt he will divulge.

Nathalie.
You're the only one I can turn to.

I'll ask around, but no promises.

Thanks for nothing, Xavier.

- Ay!
- Viva England!

So... Seven all.

Last ball.
Loser buys lunch.

- Sure. Okay.
- Okay?

Come on, Brazil!

The food's coming.

- You gave up?
- Nineteen hours, twelve minutes. No problem.

Thanks.
Uh, thanks for the work.

Here.
I hear Deborah went for you again.

I'm starting to think she likes you,
'cause really...

she was like that with me when we first met.

- How did you meet? - Uh, two friends.
She was in Rio for the carnival.

Uh, it was a good week.
Too good. She stayed.

Her boyfriend went home.

And the Spitzes,
they've never forgiven me.

Mm. But they accept you now?

The old man, yes.
I've been good for the business, but, uh...

the mother...

I'll always be Mr. De Moraes to her.

You know, uh, you scared them yesterday.

What you said about Leon,
about having a bad feeling.

Someone else has been to his apartment.

Yeah, I heard.

So... What if he got mixed up in something,
you know?

Drugs. Money. I don't know.
And now they are looking for him.

You still think like a detective, huh?

Oh, yeah.
It makes sense, no?

He'd, uh, go into hiding.

Mm. But he'd still find the time to call his girlfriend.

His girlfriend?

What, Leon has a girlfriend?

She hasn't heard from him for a months.

- And, uh, where is she?
- Mm. I don't know.

We only spoke on the phone the other day.

Can we have the bill, please?

Oh, uh, Deborah asked me about Paris.

- What'd you say?
- Nothing.

You... You never told her what happened?

No. Just that I went there on a big drugs case,
and something went wrong.

But I didn't say how wrong.

That's fine.

I never got a chance to thank you, Carlos.

Hey, you'd have done the same for me.

- I hope.
- Sure. Sure.

- You're sure you want to do it?
- Yes.

And the money?
Let's go.

Baby.
Searching for something tonight?

So...

I said you were an interested in Austrian products.

He says he doesn't know any Austrian,
but he will ask around.

No matter what happens,
he will keep the money.

I told him you're staying...

in Meridian on the Piccadilly.

So get the room there.

They could talk to you tonight,
maybe tomorrow, or never.

Was that your pimp?

We are so simular to each other, Xavier...

that sometimes I wonder who is ugliest.

Will you get me a receipt?

These guys are serious threat, you know.

I will take care of you.

It's not me who I'm worried about.

Hey, babe.
Looking for something tonight?

Claron Square, please.
I'm in a hurry.

Call me.

Suddenly things have changed
Portsmouth's way, have they?

Fraction away, Chelsea, from going 4-1.

Well, Zolo's disappointed.
He got his chance. He's...

Oui?

- Mr. Lahirle?
- Uh, yes.

Call this number: 435-4471.

Say it's about the puppies.
You saw the ad at George's.

Uh, excuse me.
435...

435-4471

- Hello?
- Uh, I'm calling about the puppies.

- Puppies?
- I saw the ad at George's.

Mm. Hold the line.

- Yes?
- I'm calling about the puppies.

- Have we done business before?
- I saw the ad at George's.

- Give me your number.
I'll call you back. - Uh, wait.

Room 608.

734-8000.

I'll call you back.

Hello?

What sort of puppy are you looking for?

- What sort have you got?
- Some bitches. Mostly dogs.

From 3 to 12 months.
Trained and untrained.

White, brown and yellow.

What about an untrained dog, uh, brown?

- How much of a hurry are you in?
- Tomorrow?

The only dogs available short notice
are white and trained.

But they're all very cheerful,
have been thoroughly checked for disease.

- How much?
- Five for straight delivery.

Ten with provision of a safe place.

Foreign visitors tend to find
the second option more convenient.

- I'll take it.
- Have the money ready by midday.

We'll call you.

Morning, sir.

Taxi, sir?

What are you doing?

You gave me a key in case of emergency.

- I hope it is.
- It is.

I'll make coffee.

Ten thousand pounds!

I know it's a lot.

Hell yes, it is.

Why not to ask your clients?

First, they would say no.

- And second?
- I do not trust them.

You don't trust anyone,
it is your nature.

No. I trust you.

You not trust me, you need me.

I will return your money.

No.
It's all I have.

It's my ticket to exit from this life.

Is that all you've saved?

It's not the point.
You have no right to ask me, excuse me.

Hello? Hello?

- Have you got the money?
- Yeah.

3:00. Down the street.
El Pirata. Ask for Peter.

You'll return it to me.

Since when do you take your work seriously?

Yeah.
Yeah, we'll say...

- We open at 6:00.
- I'm here to see Peter.

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah.
Yeah, I'll be there.

Okay. Yeah.

Yeah. Right. Okay.

Would you like a drink?

Uh, I would like to see what I'm buying.

I believe we've done some business
with a friend of yours.

Have you?

Yeah. The person that put us
in touch seems to think so.

- At least that's what your lady friend told her.
- She's not a friend.

She's a whore.

No. No, not until I see what I'm getting.

Our clients usually come
with some sort of endorsement.

Someone I met at a special screening...

Said certain goods could be had, and, um...

He mentioned the Austrian.

But if it's not enough, I'll leave.

And who is this someone?

Even if I knew, I wouldn't tell you.

The right answer, Mr. Lahirle.

Like you, we value discretion.

Do we have a deal?

I don't see why not.

This one.

Excellent choice.

- Hello?
- Number six.

- Six it is.
- We're on our way.

If you wouldn't mind putting this on.
Uh, it's for your protection as well as ours.

Now, can I suggest you lie down, Mr. Lahirle?

Left.

Wait a minute.

Hope your journey wasn't too unpleasant.

What happens now?

Right.
You have the room for 24 hours.

It's fully soundproofed,
so you can do whatever you want.

- All present and correct.
- Okay. Shall we?

Now, you'll be locked in, but don't worry.
Just pick up the intercom...

When you've finished or if you need anything.

Oh, and we run a 24-hour after-sales service.

So if your puppy should get sick, or even
if it dies, we can arrange for disposal.

- For a fee, of course.
- That won't be necessary.

You'd be surprised how many people say that.

Hello.

What's your name?

Do you speak English?

Francois.

Italiano. Espanol?

Come.
Come with me.

Sit down.

Don't move, okay?

- Hello.
- Yes?

- There is no toilet paper. - What?
- There is no toilet paper. Hurry, please.

- On the bed.
- What?

- Look at me. The Austrian. I want his name.
- Fuck you.

- You're not playing with boys.
What's his name?

Oh, you're fucking mad.

- What's his name?
- Friedman! His name's friedman!

- Where is he?
- I don't know! I fucking swear I don't know!

- I work for Martin. He's the one that knows.
- Where are the other kids?

This is just a delivery place.
I swear I don't know!

- Who else is here?
- Just Martin.

Please, please. You gotta help me.
You gotta fucking help me.

Fuck!

- Where's the money? Where's the fuckin' money,
Martin? - Not fuckin' here.

- Where?
- Peter's taken it.

- Where?
- I don't know.

We don't know what the others do.
That's just the way it is.

- Where's Friedman?
- I don't know any Friedman.

Your big friend with no knees says you do.

Where's Friedman?

I'm out.
Leave a message.

Merde.

It's me.
Leave the place immediately.

Don't try to call me.

Go where we went last summer.
I'll see you there.

- You don't get it, do you? You're dead.
- Shut up.

- Have you got any idea who you're up against?
- No, but I'm about to find out.

I told you. Friedman's not at home.
He's gone away.

Just drive.

What's your interest in this?
Is it personal or business?

- It doesn't matter.
- If it's business, we can sort it.

- What if it's personal?
- Then you've got a problem.

- Who is this man?
- I don't know.

- Who is this man?
- I don't know! Who is he?

You know, and before you leave this house,
you'll tell me where he is.

Thank you for calling British Airways.

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If you are a member of our executive club,
please press "one" on your telephone.

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please press "two. "

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please press "three. "

Finally, for all other general inquiries...

- Where's Friedman?
- Fuck you.

Where's Friedman?
You know what?

It doesn't...

Shit. Shit.

It's amazing how long a dying man
can make it alive.

Where's Friedman?

- Mexico!
- Huh?

- Where? Where?
- Mexico!

- Where? Where?
- Nogales! Nogales!

- I don't understand! Where in Mexico? Where?
- Nogales!

Nogales.

Please. Please.

Emergency services.
Which service do you require?

The Premier Suites Hotel, Finsbury Park.
It's being used for kids...

Sex with kids.

Can I take your name, sir? Hello, caller?
Are you still there, sir?

Nathalie.. oh, god, it's Geoffrey.

You're a bad, bad girl,
and daddy's going to have to punish you.

Kiss, kiss.

Stop it.

Stop it.

Stop it!

Sorry.

Sorry. Doesn't look too bad, though.

She didn't talk.

They worked her over,
but she didn't talk.

- How'd you know?
- I know her. She didn't talk.

Who was she?

A friend.

A friend from Paris.

The first time I met her, she...
she was sitting on the pavement.

She was crying,
with two black eyes.

I arrested her pimp.

She was so young.

She was just a girl.

I've known her for a long time, long time.

We stayed in touch
even when she moved to London.

When things went wrong for me in Paris...

She helped me to... to be strong again.

She wanted to get out,
and now she's dead.

What went wrong in Paris?

Everything.

Everything went wrong.

It was a big drugs investigation... international.

We worked with the Brazilian police for months.

I killed a man.
They tried to... to call it murder.

I won the case, but I lost my job.

Leon's dead, isn't he?

Shut the door.

- So where do they get the children from?
- I don't know.

Places they aren't missed.

Places where life is cheap.

I tried to speak with him,
but it's not a language I know.

Thank you.

You have to go to the police.

You killed a man, Xavier.

You've gotta go to them. You've gotta explain.
You can't do this on your own.

No one else is going to, huh?

I'm scared.

You're right to be scared.
You're right.

Look. I know these people.
Even if we go to the police, they find us.

I have to do this,
and I'm sorry, but...

You have to be strong.

Now... now, be careful.

All right?

- Ciao.
- Good-bye.

Mr. Lombard, this is Anton Spitz.

It is imperative that you call us.
There is a matter of some urgency...

We must discuss with you.

As you see,
I have made some inquiries of my own.

Detective Xavier Lombard,
indicted for murder...

Pleads self-defense successfully thanks
to the testimony of the only witness...

Detective Carlos de Moraes.

So... I was acquitted.

The press called it a "travesty of justice. "

Don't expect me to weep over monsieur Tournier.

- He had my family murdered.
- Allegedly.

I know he planted the bomb that killed them.

- Like you knew he was a major drug trafficker?
- He beat the charge.

When he was leaving court,
he said to me:

"I know where you live. "

Two days later,
my wife and daughter were dead.

Five words gave you the right to turn judge,
juror and executioner?

I fired in self-defense.

I doubt that very much, Mr. Lombard.

But, then, only you and Carlos know
the truth of what really happened.

Think... think what you like.

Oh, I do. I think you're a bad man.
I think you're a dangerous man to be around.

I think Carlos had extremely poor judgment
taking you for this case.

And so do we.

I think what my father's trying to say is you're fired.

Mr. De Moraes has argued very hard
in your defense.

Mr. De Moraes has good reason to be biased.
We do not.

The settlement of your account.
I've included a small bonus...

which should more than cover any expenses
you have incurred.

Apparently, you have found Leon's girlfriend.
We should like to know where she is.

Sure.

Oh, uh, I don't have her number with me.
I'll get it to you.

Can we talk in private, please?

Well?

- How dare you...
- He's dead. Leon is dead.

- Dead?
- Murdered.

Did you love your brother?
Yes.

I think he loved you too.
Now, what happened?

- What went wrong between you?
- The drugs.

- I don't believe you.
- Damn you. What happened?

Let go of me.
Let... Go!

No. You can't stop me now.
This isn't about Leon anymore.

Deborah, what is it?

What did he say to you?

What else don't I know about you?

Oh, Deborah, please.

Merci. Merci beaucoup.

Si, senor.

Friedman!

What do you want?
You don't want to do this.

Hey.

Can you help me?

Can you untie me?

Get!
No, no, wait!

Whoo!

- Where's Friedman?
- The boss wants to know what you know...

so I can kill you or you can tell me:

Why you here, what you want,
who you told, all that shit.

I don't talk with you.
I want to talk to Friedman.

- You talk to me.
- So kill me.

I want to talk to Friedman.

- Talk to me. - I want to talk to Friedman.
I want to talk to Friedman!

I want to talk to Friedman!

Friedman! Friedman!

I can't deal with this right now.

Try and look as though I should have
confidence in you.

Right. We can transfer the first 25 to L. A.
as planned.

Then we'll just take it from there.

Friedman! Friedman!

No, don't... just ignore him.
Take the kids to the house.

Friedman!

Friedman!

- Thank you.
- Friedman!

Friedman!

Shut up. Wait outside.
Shut up!

You're frightening the children.

- So why are you here?
- You like children, don't you?

I'm not a customer, Mr. Lombard.
I'm a businessman.

Import-export business.

Let me tell you something. These children
are from the streets. I liberate them.

I clothe them and feed them.

You mocking me?
You? Look at you.

How did you protect your family?

I don't know what you thought you could achieve.

You're not going to change anything.

Now, you've caused a lot of trouble already,
left a very good man dead.

A lot of trouble.

So.

Hopper?

Porfirio!

All right.

Oh-oh!

Ooh-ooh!

I don't think he knows a damn thing.

I'm not interested in what you think.
I wanted to hear what he had to say.

I've been working on it.
Look at him.

I asked you to do the simplest thing.
I could work on him some more.

Kill him.

Look.

Look, Nina.
Can you untie me?

Please. Please.

Por favor.

Go to bed.

- Cigarettes?
- Vamos!

Where the fuck are you,
you piece of shit?

Shh.

Hopper!

Where's Leon?

He was dealt with, all right?
He was interfering with the business.

- Where's Leon?
- Hopper!

All right, if you want.
Yeah, he was killed, okay?

- What was Leon's connection?
- Look...

If this is a question of money...

Of money?

How much for Nathalie's life?
Tell me.

No, no. Not I. No.
You murdered her, Xavier.

You involved her in this pathetic crusade.
What the fuck did you expect?

- How much?
- 500,000.

I want more.

Look at me.
Look at me, Friedman.

Open your eyes.

I'm sorry.

Gracias.

Uh, we are thirsty.

Mr. Lombard, this is Deborah,
Deborah de Moraes.

I need to talk to you. Please phone me
back as soon as you get this message.

Hi, Xavier. It's Paul.
You didn't call me back.

I hope you're not sulking because of me last message.
I'm not giving you the old elbow.

Call me, mate.

It's me again. Deborah.
Please call me as soon as you get this message.

Christ.
What happened to you?

I've done it.

What if it doesn't work?
It'll work.

Leon's trail led to Mexico...

Where I found a man called Friedman.

He admitted killing your son.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Spitz.

Did you kill him?

Did you kill this Friedman yourself?

Thank you.

- Have you been to the authorities?
- I wanted to tell you first.

It's over, then.

Not quite.

I passed by my own flat on my way here.
There was a message on my machine...

A woman, a friend of Leon's,
phoning from some pub.

It sounds like she has a boy.

The boy Leon rescued?
That boy?

Maybe.

We will see he's well looked after.

The same goes for you, Mr. Lombard.

Mr. Lombard, it's Emily.
If you've got any news about Leon...

please could you contact me
at Landguard Point, Felixstowe?

Thanks. Bye.

Telephone number 013...

Listen. This is between you and me.

Okay?

Now... now, look.

Point the gun down... down slowly, slowly.

And squeeze. Slowly.

Look. One. Stop.

Not like this.
Like this.

Here. Now...

Wait here for me.

Drop it, Carlos.

- You knew.
- I wasn't sure.

- How? - Friedman knew too much.
It had to be one of you.

Why?
Why, Carlos?

What happened to the man I knew?

- I don't have to explain myself to you.
- But kids?

They are just kids.

And Deborah.

Are you going to tell her
that you killed her brother?

He was always sniffing around.

It's big money... more than you can imagine.

- Are you trying to bribe me, Carlos?
- I don't need to bribe you.

You owe me.
You wouldn't have lasted a week in prison.

Tournier's men would have seen to that.

- You owe me your life, Xavier.
- I know that.

On the floor. On the floor.
On the floor now!

Get up.

Go.

Austrian... Austrian.
Austrian?

Friedman's little joke because I married one.

Give him the fuckin' gun.

Hello, Shiva.

- Stay away from him.
- But I can't.

Now you understand?

Good-bye, Xavier.

Stay there!

Look at me. Huh?
Look.

You bitch!
Look at me.

My dear friends, we are assembled here...

To remember Leon Spitz,
who was so brutally murdered...

God rest his soul.

Throughout his life, he was a constant source
of comfort and pride...

To his parents, family and friends.

All of whom have been left...

with sorrow in their hearts.

I didn't know.

That's what you're thinking, aren't you?
That I knew about Carlos?

- Am I?
- I didn't know.

Why did you fight me, try to stop me?

- You wouldn't understand. - But you want me to.
That's why you are here.

When Leon came to borrow the money,
he said something about Carlos.

What did he say?
Did he tell you about the children?

Is that what you really think of me?

- Did he tell you about the children?
- No.

He said he was onto something,
something that Carlos was involved in, that's all.

You didn't want to hear,
even when Leon disappeared.

I... I did.
I wanted to tell you.

That's why I called. That's why I left those messages.
He was my husband, for god's sake.

How could I allow myself to believe
he would do anything to Leon?

You must understand that.

All I understand is people have been killed.

My friend died.

I'm sorry.
I'm sorry about your friend.

Yes, I think you are.

But you don't have to live without her.

Carlos was your friend too.

Would you have believed it?

If you'd told me sooner, maybe she'd be alive.
That's all I understand.

Don't come to me for absolution.

Goal's in the... area.
Five behind.

James gets there just first.

The Frenchman with passion. He could give them
what they wanted and leave them high and dry.

When the seagulls...

Follow the trawler...

It's because they think...

Sardines will be thrown into the sea.

Thank you very much.