All language subtitles for BloodCoastS01E04720pWEBh264-EDITH_track3_5Beng5D[_15113]

I wasn't expecting a nice hotel,
but this is impressive.

We should've left you there.

I told Franck, but I wanted you to know.

Well, that's why I didn't call you.

Come on, you two.

It's my problem. I'll handle it.

Don't forget,
your problems are my problems too.

-Always such a gentleman.
-Yeah.

The whores at Don Quixote didn't complain.

Actually, they did.

They named you
"el puerco mas grande del mundo."

I appreciate when my talent is recognized.

That's enough. I'll show you your room.

Ah, Nina, Fanny.

Hi.

Yeah, hi.

How long are we staying here?

As long as necessary.

Did the cops see you?

Lyès did.

Your old pal.

He knows you too well.
He's gonna find you.

-I hope so. I've been waiting years.
-Franck, please.

Pretend he's dead.
You'll get used to it quicker.

Seriously, what are we going
to do with her?

-I'm on it.
-Why are you talking? Mind your business.

I said enough! I'm handling it.

-Shut the fuck up.
-Come on.

-Come on.
-Come on.

You're busting my balls.

What are you handling exactly?

BLOOD COAST

You sure it was him?

I don't get it.
I thought that jerk was dead.

We saw the pictures of his corpse.
It's impossible.

What did you see?
A burnt body in the jungle?

It could be anyone. Think about it.

If it's him,
we have to hand the case over,

or it'll backfire on us again.

Lyès?

What do you think?

It stays between us.

Fuck. Have you lost it?

When Miranda finds out,
he'll come down hard on us.

-I have to understand something first.
-What?

What's she doing here?
Hey, I'm talking to you!

You knew he was alive.

-Before coming, you knew he was alive.
-I didn't.

Don't jerk me around!

Why are you here? It's fine.

Murillo killed your father.

You show up eight months later.
You think I'm an idiot?

I'm asking you one last time.
How did you know?

I was on a weapons shipment.
Flemish guys returning from Marseille.

We caught them in Paris
with the unsold goods.

The buyers had tested them out.
We dusted them for prints.

-Murillo?
-Hamadi too.

You wanted to keep it to yourself?

-Yeah.
-Of course.

Right.

Come on. Tell us.
We're all listening. What's the plan?

We have a right to know! What's the plan?

You want to kill Murillo
to avenge your father? Then what?

You go back to Paris,

leaving us morons behind
to clean up your mess?

You're one to lecture about morals.

And…

I wasn't planning on leaving.

Now, if that's what you guys want,
let me know.

Fuck.

Lyès, calm down.

What do we do now?

Let's wiretap
those close to Murillo and Fanny.

What about Alice?

I'll take care of it.

She's just as crazy as us.
We may as well keep her.

Alice!

Why did you hide this from us?

If you'd have been in my shoes,
you'd have done the same.

-Right?
-But I'm not in your shoes.

How can I trust you now?

I don't know.

-Is there a problem?
-No.

Just a small difference of opinion.

The city's on fire. Bodies are piling up.

So you better put your egos aside.
Is that clear?

-Is that clear?
-Yeah, it's clear.

Yeah, it's clear.

The guy that Arno hit at the factory…
He's awake.

His name is Karim Benali.

You'll be able to question him.

I'm off to see the chief.

I'll see you later.

Okay.

Hello.

What happened tonight?

Fuck off!

I'm so spoiled!

Two games--

There you go.

All good.

Where were you, bro?
I thought you'd moved in there.

What are you talking about?
Better off dead than in there.

Don't say that.

There's a booty call in every room.
I'm sure you'd find one for yourself.

You're such a perv. Jeez…

Come on.

Come on, buddy.

Okay, got it.

Murillo's mother is done. Who else?

Fanny's father and the stupid cousin.
That's it.

Okay.

Captain Benamar, Narcotics.

Tell me where the crack is
and I'll pin it on your buddy's corpse,

the one hanging out in our fridges.

He hasn't been declared dead yet.
It's up to you.

-I don't give a fuck.
-Would you rather take all the blame?

HOSPITAL

Yeah.

Benali gave me an address.

I'll see you at the office.

Okay.

Was Benali messing with you?

There are never problems here.
This place doesn't even make the news.

That's why they chose it.

All right. What floor?

Fifth. I checked. Apparently, he's alone.

Okay.

Alice, you stay here.

Call the Anti-Crime Squad
if there's a problem.

Come on.

-Come on. Open up.
-Who is it?

Police, sir. Open up, please.

-Are you alone?
-Yes.

-You sure?
-Yes.

-Okay? Go ahead, sir.
-Okay.

What's your name, sir?

Seretti. André Seretti.

You know why we're here?

I'll rephrase.

Tell us where it is,
so we don't have to mess up the apartment.

It's in the bedroom, under the bed.

Go.

Come on, have a seat.

Some coffee? It's still hot.

No, I'm fine.

What about you, miss?

-No, thank you.
-Bingo!

-All good?
-Yeah.

-Okay, bring it here.
-Fuck, it's everywhere.

Look at this.

There we go.

Fuck.

So?

Care to explain?

Well,

I was offered a lot of money
to keep those here.

And I said yes.

Who asked you?

I don't know. Just…

Some guy. I don't know.

What did he look like?

Uh, I mean…

Just some guy. I don't know.

What do you do for a living, Mr. Seretti?

Nothing.

I used to be a longshoreman,
but I fell from a crane ten years ago.

It ruined my back,
and I haven't worked since.

Do you live alone?

Yes.

My wife died of cancer ten years ago,
and my kid left without a word.

Thank goodness for the cats.
They're my babies.

Who's going to look after the cats,
by the way?

We'll ask you a few questions
at the station and deal with them later.

-Okay?
-I can't leave my babies by themselves.

-No way.
-Should've thought of that earlier.

I get 843 euros a month
as a disability pension, sir.

And I get a monthly allowance
of 174.30 euros.

You think that helps me
think things through?

I was given 3,000 euros
to keep these bags.

I didn't even look to see what was inside.

Can I at least feed the cats for today?

-How long will this take?
-We'll have to ask the judge.

-Go ahead.
-I'll take the bags.

-Come on.
-Come with me, sir.

Come on.

I didn't do anything wrong.
I just kept some bags, that's all.

Babies, daddy will be back!

Tiger, you behave.

Daddy will be back, babies!

Are you kidding me?

Franck! Hang on.

What?

They have the dope.

What do you mean they have it?

Your cop friend, Lyès.

They robbed our guys.
They're fucking with us.

That son of a bitch.

-I'll go get it back. You'll help me.
-No, we don't have time for that.

Whose fault is that?

If you hadn't brought that bitch,
he wouldn't have recognized you!

Watch your mouth.
It's because one of your men talked.

Don't blame me. Enough bullshit.

Franck, wait.

We'll get it back.
You're going to help me.

That was our deal.

Okay, but this is a huge mistake.

-Come on, it's fine.
-No, it's not fine.

Come on.

How much is there in total?

Four bags, 25 kilos each.
That's 100 kilos.

The guy you caught?

An unemployed longshoreman.

How is he connected to The Indian?

Not sure. We'll question him.

Well,

I suppose I should congratulate you.

Are things working out with Ms. Vidal?

We're getting to know each other.
It just takes some time, that's all.

You can trust her.

-What are you drinking?
-Beer.

-Alice?
-Beer.

All right.

-Arno?
-Same.

Beer for everybody, then.

Thanks.

Thanks.

You know, Alice, your story,

if you had told us right away,
no one would have batted an eye.

For real.

I'm sorry.

You wanted him for yourself.

-Do you know who Murillo is?
-I think she knows.

I get why you want to go after him.

But that's not the solution.

I don't know. What's the solution, then?

Do our job.

No matter how much it costs us.
Come on, cheers.

-Cheers.
-Cheers.

-Welcome to the Crazies.
-I'm not sure if that's good news.

We're a bunch of lunatics here.

-I wanted to ask you something. May I?
-Yes.

-Are you a PSG supporter?
-What a pain.

Hold on.

I'm not into soccer. I prefer rugby.

Rugby?
The thing with the oval-shaped ball?

You've come to a city
where no one even sells those.

Round balls only.

Alice?

-Can you come here, please?
-Yes.

Who else knows at Interpol?

No one.

How long did you plan on
keeping this for yourself?

Fuck. A guy like Murillo back in the game…

You didn't think people
would eventually notice?

Do you realize the risks we've all taken?

That's not what I wanted.

If you want to kill him,
you have no business being here.

Why are you keeping me, then?

You see these guys on the team?

Arno, Audrey, Tatoo.

If they weren't cops,
what do you think they'd do?

Huh?

It's not justice that brings us together.

It's not falling off the cliff.

What if I want to fall?
Did you think about that?

Believe me.

You don't want to go there.

Here.

Thanks.

So, have you thought about it?

Thought about what?

I'm not an idiot, André.

You knew what was in the bags. Okay?

So? What difference does it make?

The difference is I spoke to the judge.
He agreed to not send you to jail.

You'd be on probation under
electronic monitoring, which isn't bad.

You'd be home tonight. But you've got
to give me something in return.

I already told you.

A guy showed up at my place,

and he put some bags on the coffee table.

He took out an envelope of cash
and threatened me.

He said the bags better be there
when he comes back.

That's it.

-Did he say when he'd be back?
-No.

André.

Try harder.

What did he look like?

What did the guy look like?

He was an Arab.

Burly.

With a braid.

Was it him?

Right, I'll call the judge.

You'll be able to go home soon.

We'll send a protection team
by your place. Does that work?

How long will your team stay?

No, call the judge
and tell him I'm going to jail.

I don't give a damn
about his electronic thing.

I just want someone to go visit my cats.

Please.

Are you trying
to get me back on the field?

No.

You'd get nutmegged
and be all mad about it.

As long as you don't tackle me
from behind, it's fine.

How's your mother?

Fine.

This neighborhood still sucks.

That's not what you used to say.

This was the Vélodrome to us.

Right.

Except we were kids back then.
We were poor.

Any vacant lot was our Vélodrome.

So what?

Now that you're grown up and rich,
you don't care anymore?

You've changed.

-Did you ask me here to lecture me?
-No.

Don't worry.
I stopped trying to lecture you ages ago.

Why am I here then?

Franck Murillo.

He's alive.

Your nephews, all your troubles… It's him.

Why isn't he coming after you?

You sent him to jail.
That should be good motivation.

Don't worry. He will come.

Murillo isn't into dope.

That's why he took on a partner.

Hamadi.

-The Indian.
-That's right, The Indian.

I can tell you
he wants to take your place.

Choose your enemies better next time.

These guys are devils.

Remember that Arabic saying
my father always said?

Which one?
He had a different one every week.

"The devil only comes
to those who fear him."

He's not the devil.

That's what they want us to think.

They bleed just like you and me.

Go back to Dubai.

Fast.

-So, you're giving me orders now?
-No. Never.

It's not an order, just a piece of advice.

Lyès…

You're too naive, my friend.

You still think I'm on my own.

I don't invest in shisha.

I have people behind me. Important people.

Where will they be?

Where will they be
when Murillo guns you down?

It was easier
when we were just stealing balls.

-Remember?
-Yeah, I do.

But we're not ten,
and we're not stealing balls.

I'm investing in a legal business.
I want to leave that all behind me.

I'm not going to let Murillo
and that Indian spoil it all.

If I have to,
I'll put you in jail to stop this war.

If I go down, you go down too.

Now what?

Are you going to ruin a 20-year friendship
because you're freaking out?

What friendship?

We're past that, Ali.

You know that.

Think about it, Lyès.

Think hard.

It's destiny, my brother.

Right.

Destiny.

Farewell, my brother.

Hello?

You have something
that belongs to me, bastard.

You're gonna give it back tonight.

It's locked up. There's nothing I can do.

I don't give a fuck. Find a way.

I have your friend with me.

Sing something for him.

Son of a bitch!
If you touch her, I'll kill you!

You hear me? You better not touch her!

I'll send you the address.
You have two hours, or I'll chop her up.

Son of a bitch.

Son of a bitch.

Fuck, the cops are here.

What the hell are you doing?

The Crazies on a night stroll,
sounds promising. Where are you going?

Mind your business, Navarro.
So? Coming back empty-handed, as usual?

What are these bags?
Did you chop Mommy into pieces?

What don't you get?
Mind your business and go.

What's wrong?
Management didn't send you to the barber?

Your mother likes my long hair.

Anyway, don't worry.
I didn't see anything.

That's because there's nothing to see.
Now scram.

Try to arrest someone
at least once in your life.

It feels good.

-Hey, Lyès?
-Yeah?

-Big mouths don't last long here.
-You don't say?

-Don't you know times have changed?
-Damn… All right, baldy!

Want me to roll you a joint?

Are you pissed?

Are you sulking?

Yeah, I'd be mad too if I were you.

With that fucked-up face of yours…

Who's going to want to fuck you? No one.

You fucking little bitch.
Who are you gonna fuck?

Who are you gonna fuck?

How does it feel to be reunited, brothers?

Why didn't you stay away?
You weren't a problem when you were dead.

I wanted to see your ugly face.

Every cop in France is on your ass.

Where are they now?

Quit acting tough, Lyès.
It doesn't suit you.

You were better as a snitch.

Right. Are you done?

Where's Audrey?

You'll see her again.

-But first, give back what's ours.
-Hold on.

Lyès, it's me.

Don't give them anything. I got out.
Can you hear me?

Hurry the fuck up.

-Let's go.
-Calm down.

-Who do you think we are? Hurry up.
-I said, hang on!

-Calm down!
-Can you hear me?

Okay, don't worry.

You're in quite a hurry, huh?

You're gonna get your shit back.
You son of a bitch!

Start the car!

You okay?

Fuck!

-Where is she?
-In the car.

Thank you.

Shit.

I messed up, Lyès.

She's up there.

Is she alive?

I'm scared, Lyès.

Don't worry.

Okay?

I'll take care of it.

We'll take it from here, guys. Thank you.

Come on, darling.

Guys, take her to the hospital.
Then come back here.

-Okay.
-What about the chick?

She's dead.

Arno and I will clean up
and take care of the body.

-How will you explain this?
-There's nothing to explain.

We'll say two junkies jumped her.

They were after her money,
and they beat the shit out of her. Good?

-Okay.
-Okay?

-Yes.
-Come on.

Hey, be strong.

Lyès? Let's take the girl
to the abandoned building.

Let's go.

-So?
-The cops were there. Nothing we could do.

-What about Nina?
-She's dead.

They left with her body during the night.

Who's "they"?

Benamar. And the guys from his crew.

Did you clean the apartment?

We went during the night,
but they'd already cleaned it.

All right, beat it.

What?

Are you kidding me?

I'm coming.

-She's got nothing to do with this.
-Close the door and sit.

You have no right to do this!
Mom, come. We're going.

-The interview has already started--
-It's me you want, all right? Me!

She has nothing to do with it! Nothing!

You're not making things better.

Calm down and close the door.

What are you looking at?

Mrs. Benamar, I asked you here today
as a witness, not an offender.

Not yet, at least.

Watch how you speak,
or I'll give you a reason to arrest me.

Got it?

Shut it. I feel ashamed.

Don't make things worse.

Mrs. Benamar, do you know Ali Saïdi?

Everybody knows him.

Answer the question, please.

I do.

Have you ever seen Ali and Lyès together?

Well, we used to live on the same floor.

When his parents died…

May they rest in peace.

…they were always together,
hanging out at home.

I mean, have you seen
them together recently?

No. I'm not interested in what he does.

Okay. And have you ever received
envelopes of cash from your son?

Hey! What kind of question is that?

I'm angry with my son.

May Allah be my witness.

We haven't talked in years.

We don't talk anymore.

Madam, if you're withholding information,
you could be prosecuted.

Who are you going to prosecute?

-Tell me. Who will you prosecute?
-Are you going to interrupt us every time?

I will prove your son made a deal with
the city's biggest drug dealer, Ali Saïdi.

Lyès will go down,
along with all who helped him.

Among others,
I'm thinking about your daughter, Assia.

Is this true?

Don't go there. Don't do this.

I pray to God you didn't help that bastard
sell the drugs that killed your sister.

My God…

Don't listen to him.

Okay? Mom?

Hey, in French.

I have nothing more to say.

Is that French enough?

You wanna see the judge again?
So, where were you?

Bakari, you can't disappear like this.
I'm responsible for you.

Do you get it?

I was with my bros.
There's nothing to say.

-Hanging out with the guys from Peupliers?
-Nothing's going on there.

That's not what I asked.
Do you go there or not?

I swear, I don't go there.

I don't know what they're up to,
but they're making tons of money.

Listen, if someday
they offer you anything, just say no.

I'm not doing anything.

Have you thought
about that training course?

-For what?
-To be a plumber.

Are you crazy? I'm not gonna be a plumber.

My father was a plumber.
It's a well-paid job.

Are you for real? Go take a nap.
You're talking nonsense.

There's no hair on your balls.
Stop acting tough with me.

I may have no hair,
but at least I have balls.

-Where are you going?
-A date with a chick.

You think I don't know
you work as a lookout for them?

I'll send you a picture.
She has boobs just like your mom.

Come here.

-I'll give you this, but don't go there.
-Don't worry.

Don't thank me!

Thanks.

Let's go.

Ali? Can we play soccer, please?

Yeah, of course. But be careful, okay?

Come on.

Come on!

BLOOD COAST

Subtitle translation by: Michael Evans