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PREVIOUSLY

Police!

The guy fired at police, and was implicated in a shooting.

Find informers, establish leads.

- Who are you? - Someone who can help you out.

It’s OK, I get it.

I have to give you something.

The second shooter in the 12th may be Jean Khodja.

The kid had nothing to do with it.

Then he went running with a guy.

- He’s Rachid’s little brother. - Hamza.

I know you get drugs out for people. I want to know who.

An Arab they call Enzo.

Call him, tell him it’s urgent.

- Police, freeze! - Julien, it’s me!

Fuck!

What the fuck are you doing?

- Leave it. - What?

It’s all right.

It’s not fucking all right!

I had a tip-off about some guys Sadio knows.

Don’t give me any bullshit.

OK?

I’m listening. Doesn’t mean I won’t fire you.

If I hear any bullshit,

I’m telling you,

you’re out.

Well?

When I was in the Drugs Squad, I was working on a big case.

I couldn’t wrap it up as there was an inside man.

So now you’re using us.

No. I came here alone.

Isn’t that how it works in the BRI?

No, we work together.

We don’t act like pirates.

Idiot!

I tried to talk to you.

Are you kidding me? Are you?

What about Patrick? Does he know?

Shit!

Didn’t he recruit you?

THE BRIGADE

Fuck!

What do you want?

Do you want to ask me something?

I know all the cars here.

If you want to talk, we could go and get a coffee.

Thanks.

- Sugar? - No.

Didn’t think so.

Why are you following me?

You must have some idea.

Your name came up.

My name often comes up.

But I’ve left that life behind.

Your life of crime, or terrorism?

I was a criminal, long ago. I’ve never been a terrorist.

All those wars?

I was prepared to die for a sheik.

It was a just cause. I never killed innocent people.

Define innocent.

Think you’re the first to say that?

Telling yourself you only hurt people who deserve it?

Never judge a man by others’ behavior.

- I’m not. - Really?

What do you know of my life?

Do you have children? Are you married?

If your husband loved you, he wouldn’t let you do this job.

- You wouldn’t let your wife be a cop? - No way.

Have you killed anyone?

There you go.

I don’t want that to happen to my wife.

You’re asking the questions and answering them.

I used to be like you. I didn’t care.

I thought I deserved to die.

I wished for it, but it never happened.

Then, one day...

I met someone who agreed to look after my child.

Love, violence, it’s all the same. I go with the flow.

You should do the same.

No point fighting.

What will be will be.

God doesn’t make mistakes.

It’s been nice talking to you.

Goodnight.

Sorry.

- What are you doing? - Praying.

It’s automatic now.

My one day off and you wake me up.

- Not working today? - No.

Some guys are having a barbecue later. Come.

- No. - Why not?

Come on.

I’m on call in case there’s a problem at work.

Who are you, Superman? What is this job?

Let me sleep.

- See you later. - Forget it.

The food will be great.

Saïd, have you got a minute?

Come in, please.

Sit down.

I said sit down.

I understand there was an issue last night.

I haven’t told you this before

because Socrate had nothing concrete.

Right.

We have reason to believe there is a collusion

between some Drugs-Squad officers and a cocaine importer

who controls several ports in northern Europe.

He only sells to one team in each country. Large quantities.

He works like that to limit contact,

limit intermediaries, avoid police and put pressure on the wholesalers.

He worked with some Moroccans in Belgium. He had a problem.

He promised a monopoly

to a rival team if they sorted the problem.

10 days later, no more problems.

It seems this investigation has crossed into one of yours, as a suspect

in the shooting is involved.

My first question is, what does that mean?

And my second is, how to run both investigations

without screwing one up?

For the shooting, we suspect the El-Hassani brothers,

who are also linked to the trafficking chain, as buyers.

One of their guys did a transaction, Sadio.

The one at the building site.

If they’re the only people in France working with the guy we’re after,

we can use them to get to him.

If you’d warned me,

maybe I could have answered your questions.

We could have arrested everyone,

and advanced the case.

Instead we have this guy, Sadie,

who’s probably just an intermediary,

at large,

and the bosses...

will be wary.

There we have it.

Is that all?

- Well? - He’s fine.

He’s strong.

Thank God he’s OK.

- What do we do? - Stay calm.

What are you doing?

He asks what we do, and you say do nothing!

They try to take out your son, and you say or do nothing?

Mouk.

Call yourself a man?

What are you doing? Get off me!

- Let me go. - It’s OK.

Stop, Father.

Stop, please.

- What’s going on? - Stop.

Police. I’ll handle it.

I understand, Father. Stop. It’s OK.

Éric.

Stop. Leave him.

I’m not listening.

- Let me go. - Calm down.

What are you doing?

What are you playing at?

You get angry and you expect me to do nothing?

You need to calm down.

Go away.

I don’t need you.

Leave the El-Hassanis to me.

I’m done talking.

- They hurt my boy. - I know.

What are you going to do? Start a war, at your age?

Have I retired?

Well, have I?

It’s fine.

Don’t worry. Thanks for coming. Thanks.

I don’t trust Socrate, do you?

You saw the guy,

at the building site last night.

I dunno.

There’s something odd about his story.

Julien, what are we doing here?

We’re checking out the tip-off I got, but...

Exactly. Let’s concentrate on that.

Do you recognize any of them?

I’ve never seen them before.

- They’re not dropping their butts. - No DNA. They’re pros.

Pros planning something.

Follow them?

Yes.

I’m behind you.

You take over.

Good.

Make it worthwhile. Come on.

Let a car pass,

you’re too close.

Let the scooter in.

Great.

I can’t see around this tanker.

I’ve got him. Overtake.

- Julien, where are you? - Behind him.

Let me pass!

- Still got him? - Yes.

Let the Citroën behind you overtake.

Yes.

Stick with the Citroën.

Keep it between you both.

They’ve stopped in rue de la Paix.

We need to know which jeweler’s.

We need to know before the day.

We can stake out the whole street.

I need the name of the jeweler’s.

Set up a wire tap?

They’re not gonna say it on the phone.

Call your guy,

the one who gave you the lead.

Is that a problem?

No. Don’t worry.

Do it, then.

3 cars waiting in Montpellier, The Spanish arrive.

So we... The aim is to pick it up in Paris.

They head for Paris. We lose sound.

The tracker stops working in Limoges. We have nothing.

We’re deaf and blind. We did it by pinging.

A phone pinged in the right spot. We dashed to Saint-Arnoult.

When we spotted them, we went after them. We did it old school.

That’s great. That’s great.

It was brilliant. We caught them

- in the 18th... - Excuse me.

I’ll be right back.

Must be urgent for you to come here.

- Can I talk to you a moment? - I’m listening.

We’ve got a problem.

Éric Perez’s eldest son was shot at this morning.

- Is he dead? - No, but that doesn’t matter.

Do we know who did it?

That’s the problem.

Everyone says the El-Hassani brothers are behind it.

- What exactly are you playing at? - Sorry?

Someone tried to kill Éric Perez’s son.

You might not know who did it, but he thinks he does.

And he’s not the only one.

I’m just doing my job.

I won’t be influenced by people with blood on their hands,

like members of the Perez clan.

Fine. Any progress on suspects for Sélim?

Jean Khodja.

- We’re watching him. - Bring him in.

And check where he was when Perez’s son was shot.

I think that’s a bad idea.

It’ll wind up the bosses.

Good. Maybe it will dissuade them from killing people.

Get on it, Saïd.

You’re not here to revolutionize the team,

but to stop people shooting each other.

That’s your job.

FROM OTMANE: BARBECUE OR WHAT?

Wait for what? At least tell me why.

- Just wait a moment. - I’ve checked in.

- Calm down. - I am calm.

I’ve checked in.

Now I’m leaving.

- I’m very calm. - Calm down.

- I’ve got things to do. - Calm down.

- That’s an order. - I don’t give a shit!

Hello.

I asked them not to do the search when you’re out, for your family’s sake.

We’ll go to your apartment.

You’ll be able to warn them.

But you have to behave yourself in custody.

You have my word.

If that’s all, I need to focus.

Don’t bother asking me questions until I’m in custody.

I won’t say a word.

Here.

Good man.

When did you last do this?

I don’t know what’s changed between now and then.

We have. The rest hasn’t changed.

Can you still do it?

Dunno.

- He says he does it better. - No.

- What? - No.

- I didn’t say that. - Come on.

Is that it?

Have another go.

There’s nothing here.

Let them do their job.

Do you speak Arabic?

Algerian?

Tunisian.

Tabarka.

The border.

That’s why you look Chaoui.

- I recognize you. - That won’t work with me.

I’ve got a good memory.

We’ve never met.

I didn’t say we’d met. I said I recognized you.

Some comrades showed me a photo of a Special-Forces guy

who went to Syria to deal with French jihadists.

He frightened everyone.

Maybe I’m wrong.

Maybe your memory’s better than mine.

Why did you arrest him?

Perez’s son was shot at this morning.

Ferracci asked us to round up all the suspects.

- Making the same mistake as with Alix. - Unless he did it.

You think he’d have missed?

- No. - No.

In an empty parking lot? No.

- So? - He’s here, so we question him.

He hasn’t asked for a lawyer.

He knows he doesn’t need one.

I was with him last night.

He saw me, so we went for a coffee. He wouldn’t tell me anything.

He’s nuts.

He’s invented a myth to justify his delusions.

Did you talk for long?

Not really. He went home.

He left at 8 this morning to take his son to school.

The assassination attempt was at 7.

I was outside all night. There’s a tracker on his car.

He’d spotted you.

He could have left without you knowing.

Chatting to a cop is a great alibi.

Did you think about that?

Think about it.

What is it?

- How’s it going? - He’s got no alibi.

He said he had coffee with a woman, he doesn’t know her name.

Then he took his son to school.

Which we checked.

OK.

- I can confirm about the woman. - What?

I had guys there, they confirm it.

Why didn’t you tell me?

It’s not my fault.

He’s our only suspect, so... I had no choice. Sorry.

All right?

Want a drink?

No, thanks.

Did you find anything out?

Yeah. They’re gonna do a job.

They’re doing Poiray.

They’ve brought in lots of stuff for a liquidation sale.

The coffers will be full.

- Are you chilled? - Yeah.

Want a drink?

Get me a Perrier.

Perrier?

Neat?

With a slice?

Come on.

Perrier for him.

And a Pornstar for me.

- You’re Otmane’s cousin? - Yeah.

- I’ve never seen you before. - Do you see him a lot?

He was in Club Med for 3 years.

- Give me a light. - No.

- Too easy. - I’m useless.

What are you doing?

Hey!

Are you police or what? Want to take me in?

Stop teasing me.

- Want another drink? - What?

- Want another drink? - No.

Any girls you like?

No.

You don’t like girls?

- I’m just kidding. - Yeah.

Are you always this tense?

I’m not tense, I’m fine.

Have a drink. Live a little.

You don’t have to stay late, but have a bit of fun, relax.

Then when you go home, you’ll be relaxed.

And all ready to strike tomorrow.

Strike what?

The gypsies.

The job is tomorrow?

Yeah.

- Didn’t I say? - No, you didn’t say!

Fuck!

Hold on.

JULIEN

Badri’s not answering.

The jeweler’s is here. I want 3 teams. Vanessa-Socrate.

Badri. And Julien and me.

The road is wide enough to double park.

Catch them in a vice. Put the pressure on straightaway.

I want them to see there’s no point fighting.

We don’t know what time they’re going in.

The jeweler’s opens at 10. We’ll start getting in place quietly at 6 am.

So there’s not too much activity.

In case they’re watching the street,

be very careful.

If you want to get some sleep,

you’ve got 2 hours.

- Yes? - I’m waiting for you downstairs.

Why?

The gypsies are doing a job. I thought you’d want to be there.

Sure. Be right there.

Sorry, I was...

It’s fine. You’re off duty.

- Is the jeweler’s today? - Yes. Up for it?

I’m not letting you have all the fun.

- Coffee? - Please.

Thanks.

DOORMAN

- I have to park all the cars, right? - Yes. If it kicks off, get indoors.

When you say “kick off”, you mean...

Don’t worry, it’ll be fine. Hello, everyone.

- How’s the valet? - Are you here?

Thought you weren’t speaking to me.

I enjoy making fun of you.

Oddly, I’ve missed that.

I don’t think that’s odd.

I’m not surprised.

They’re opening up. Stay focused.

Wait until you have positive ID before going in.

Make sure we keep control.

There’s the Opéra and Place Vendôme.

Even with the police presence, be very careful,

take zero risks.

OK? Contain it as much as possible.

Understood.

Off you go.

Here he comes. Suspect approaching.

Layered hair, goatee, jacket and black turtleneck sweater.

Gray pants.

Black shoes.

He’s approaching the jeweler’s.

He’s going in.

What the fuck’s he doing?

He won’t do anything.

Why’d he go in, then?

He’s going to make them open the security doors.

Vanessa, go in and pretend to be a customer.

OK.

Careful, Vaness’.

- Hello, madam. Welcome. - Thank you.

How can I help you?

I’d like to look at a watch, please.

Did you have anything specific in mind?

No. Do you have any suggestions?

Our specialty is interchangeable straps.

You keep the same face and clip on a strap,

depending on what you like. It could be a classic strap

or one like this.

Here we go.

What do I do?

See if it’s them.

What does he want?

Hello.

- Shall I park the car? - No.

I thought you were at the hotel.

It’s them.

- What now? - Wait till they get out.

Then go in.

So...

Badri, we’re heading for the car.

Police!

Police!

Easy.

Fuck!

Hands on the car.

Don’t move. Don’t look at me.

Don’t look at me.

Don’t move!

Police. Don’t move.

All right.

Don’t move!

Police!

OK, Vanessa?

- Yes. Fine. - OK?

Anyone hurt?

All right? Well done.

Open the door.

Here, take him.

Is that disarmed?

Well done.

Good work, Ju.

- Well done, guys. - Good job.

Hostages taken at the Opéra Comique.

- Hostages taken at the Opéra Comique. - What’s going on?

What’s going on?

- What’s going on? - A hold-up.

At the Opéra Comique.

Auction room. It’s in progress.

Shit!

What?

Robbery at the Opéra Comique.

Come on, Vanessa. Go, go, go!

Zwei minuten!

Eine minute!

Schnell!

Schnell!

Don’t shoot!

Police!

Madam?

Come with me. Give me your hand.

You’re OK. Breathe.

Everything’s OK.

All right?

Breathe.

We’ll see if you’re hurt. Probably not.

All right?

I’ve one last candidate.

Saïd Smadja. He’s with Paris BRI.

He arrived just before the events.

Not much experience.

He’s ex-military intelligence.

He was in Syria, then decided to change career.

He’s fed up because since the attacks,

he only does interventions.

- Unusual profile. - But interesting.

Of all the candidates, who do you like best?

Honestly,

none of them.

But I went into the Bataclan with one of them.

I thought the situation was under control.

It was, but we didn’t know about the auction room.

You’ve been screwed over.

I did my job. What’s the problem?

Taking up police resources to arrest losers

when the real job is taking place 1 km away.

Great operation.

Why are you here?

He’s come back to lead the group.

This needs to stop.

Two shootings in a week. You’re not ready for command.

Right.

Once you’ve arrested the robbers, get the El-Hassani brothers

for the murder of Sélim Khemmisi and the attack on Perez’s son.

The last thing I want is a gang war in central Paris.

THE BRIGADE