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The fuckers put a vest on me!

Get me out of this!

You're Jay, right?

It's fucking heavy.

Look up.

Look at me.

I'm here. It'll be OK.

Just look at me. Look at me.

I'm here. I'll just cut the wires.

I've got a baby.

It'll all be OK.

I've a date tonight, so I'll be quick.

I'll cut the first wire. OK?

Good. One down.

Look at me, Jay. Look at me.

If you've got a baby, you can't be my date.

I'll buy you a beer!

Sounds pretty good!

I'll cut number two.

Perfect. That's it.

The last little bit, and then...

it's done. All clear!

It's OK. They're here.

I need to talk to you.

Not right now.

It's important.

So is this. In a minute.

I got a call from command. About your father.

What about him?

He had an accident.

While he was out jogging,

there was a landslide. A rock hit him on the head.

He's dead.

Why would I?

He's been cremated.

He's your father!

The reading of the will...

Évelyne, he's dead.

I'm not your boss.

Stop acting tough.

I don't want anything. I've always managed.

Justine, get on a plane and come here right away, OK?

We need you...

I hope you're in hell.

What you doing?

I'm just praying.

We're waiting.

To greet me in front of Dad's ashes?

I'll find an ashtray. Same thing.

Yeah, yeah.

"To my daughter, Évelyne, I leave all my movable

"and immovable property

"and all of my assets

"including money from bank accounts or all other income

"from personal investments."

"As for my daughter, Justine, I leave her

"all my shares in the Blue Moon corporation,

"representing a 60% ownership of that company."

He left this for you.

- A long letter? - 2 short sentences.

You won't tell me them?

What happened in the army?

Psychological report

OUT

You selling the company to Benoît?

Don't know.

I've no idea how much it's worth.

Here he is.

- Hi. - Hi.

- How did it go? - Fine.

She got it all. I got nothing.

Of course not! Justine inherited 60% of Blue Moon.

Really?

Yes. I'm your partner now.

I thought you wanted nothing to do with Blue Moon.

It can't be your first time here?

It is.

How many staff do we have?

"We"?

322.

Normally, you'd need a visitor's badge, but...

Next time.

- Wow! - Yep. The lobby.

Here, we control around 200 strategic sites for our clients.

We do special operations, we subcontract

for the police too. - Doing what?

Hostage situations, drug busts.

Specific stuff, let's say.

So, that's the main source of income?

Surveillance of public buildings.

Private ones mainly.

Close protection earns us a lot.

Your father's office.

Right, then.

What happened to my father?

He was out jogging, there was a landslide.

Skull fracture.

Have a valuation done.

Make me an offer, I'll buy your share.

I never said I'd sell.

It's a hell of a lot of money, Justine.

Millions.

I don't want money. I want a job.

I don't have a boyfriend, kid, dog.

I want a new challenge!

You're an explosives expert!

I can't see you in an office.

Me neither.

But out in the field, maybe?

The Miron Chimneys were the last things we blew up.

You were 2.

Can I copy the chalet photos?

I have 4 trials coming up,

2 kids, a husband who doesn't even remember I exist...

I won't even have time to see the photos!

I'll remove everything on the wall.

Say if you want anything.

I'll sell the rest, the furniture.

I'm violating his privacy!

No, you're not.

You can have the chalet.

I'm not being kind...

I hated going there when I was little.

I'll take it, but not because I want it.

Just so you'll be rid of it!

Liar!

Crybaby.

So, you're assessing candidates next week?

I want to be assessed too.

How do you know?

It was on the board in the corridor.

Forget it. It's too hard.

We want a team of specialists.

I'm an explosives specialist.

This is for people like me.

I want to be there like everyone: no favours.

Arrange it for me.

This is your driving licence:

Justine Laplante.

Keys. Your car's over there.

What if they ask me why I'm there?

Say you were thrown out of the army.

We'll confirm it.

Why was I thrown out of the army?

Lack of discipline.

Stick close to the truth.

Lack of discipline: not me!

You won't tell?

I swear on your dad's life.

It's tough there.

You may not last the week.

Hi!

What you doing here?

Come outside.

Keep it a secret.

I heard about your dad.

I'm sorry.

My name's not Laurier here, it's Laplante,

so he's not my dad.

They mustn't know. You don't know me. OK?

Roll call.

Name?

Justine Laplante.

- Jérémie Langlois. - Francis Duff.

- Chloé Vincent. - Cassandra Boyd.

B, o, y, d.

- Milan Garnier. - Louis Nault.

Mathieu Germain.

Gaby Paquet.

You'll empty your pockets. No jewellery,

no watches.

Time don't matter.

Time passes slowly here anyway.

Empty your pockets now!

In front of you: a sheet with a number.

From now on, you're a number.

Write down your waist size,

shirt size and shoe size.

Go on!

What's this?

To jack off with?

Find that funny?

Imovane.

She can't sleep.

Why're you here?

For an assessment week.

You think we need you?

I'm here to find that out.

Wipe that phoney smile off your face.

You have one hour from now

to put clothes away, shower, put on...

T-shirt and shorts,

turn lights out and go to bed.

You'd better get some sleep now

while you can!

Let's go!

- Where you from? - Army. You?

Me too.

Electronics specialist.

Radar, satellites, wiretapping...

I think they're observing us.

Brushing teeth: big deal.

Their little torture week doesn't scare me.

We'll be cold and tired

but we'll survive.

- My spot. - Bunk down the end.

I wanna be by the door.

You took my stuff off.

Pick it up and get over it, fuck's sake!

- What's your name? - Chloé Vincent. I'll spell it.

No, no... No, I'll remember.

Bitch!

Get up!

Stay dressed as you are,

put your shoes on, go to the yard!

No more rest, the holiday's over!

Come on! On your feet! Move it!

Let's go! Push-ups, I said!

1, 2, 3!

Go on! That's good!

Perfect! I want your nose touching the ground!

Again! Down, down! That's it, back up!

See? You can do it!

Don't look at me! Push!

How about you, sweetie? Tired already?

This is the start, not the end!

Is the water nice?

Keep going! And again!

Hey, Number 9!

You on holiday?

Keep going, you pussy! Keep going!

Keep your ass down!

Go on, and again!

Keep doing push-ups!

Come on, Rambo,

show me what you've got! Come on No. 6! Do it!

Here's one who won't need pills tonight!

No chance. I'm an insomniac.

You'll be asleep standing!

Everyone down. Drop and give me 50 push-ups.

Now! Let's go, come on!

No. 5's just back from Afghanistan! That's why he's struggling!

Don't fucking look at me.

Fuck the time difference, keep pushin'!

No. 7 won't last the week!

- You'll give up before me! - Eh?

- What did you say? - Nothing.

What's your name again? Laflower, Lafern, Laplante?

Water her! Laplante'll grow fast!

Keep going, everyone!

Give her plenty of water

so she gets real green and wet! Yeah, that's good!

Milan's not even tired!

When Bob looks at him, he goes twice as fast!

You tired?

I could sleep until next winter!

If you'd asked for the bed, I'd've said yes.

Don't do that ever again.

I once got suspended for smashing someone's face in.

Don't play games.

Laplante's built like a guy!

I like them small and cute!

Don't I know you?

We've met.

Girls in specialist units

ain't such a great idea!

- You ain't serious? - The SEALS...

Seen any girls in that?

I've seen them in support teams, man.

Oh yeah? How many girls in SWAT units?

Pass it.

Look at that Chloé:

smaller than an M82. What do you do with her?

I'm off. I don't want to hear this.

Best sniper I ever met was a girl.

Be polite. You never know who you meet.

You have the right to think that way,

just don't say it.

OK! You pussies!

Eh, you pussies?

You asleep?

Apparently

there was a landslide and he lost his footing.

Didn't a rock hit him on the head?

Who?

Laurier. Blue Moon's chairman.

- Is he OK? - No. He's dead.

He was in the army, wasn't he?

Lots of girls work for him.

Francis has a problem with girls in specialist units.

- I didn't say that. - What did you say?

It may not be the best idea.

If I was injured, Chloé couldn't carry me!

I wouldn't try!

Are you finished?

Let's eat in peace.

Hey, Jimi Hendrix...

- You wanna sleep? - No!

- Call me "Sir"! - Sir!

- Louder! - Sir!

- Louder! - Yes, sir!

- No. 9! - Yes, sir!

Find that funny?

No, sir!

As of now, you're in charge of your squad!

I'm replacing Bob for two hours, OK?

- That's fine. - Look ahead!

- And it's "Ma'am"! - Yes, ma'am!

Explain why one man is missing?

Where is No. 5?

Everyone drop: 50 push-ups for No. 9's mistakes!

Attention!

- Am I disturbing you? - Sorry.

- Didn't wake up? - No.

Can I join in, sir?

We're a team here! We need everyone!

- Clear? - Yes, sir!

Do that once more... Once more, and you're out!

Yes, sir!

Go on!

- Why're you here? - Sorry?

You just decided to go for an interview?

You convinced them.

What do you mean?

I'm asking why you're here! Simple! You ain't got a job?

Looking for a man?

I like field work.

You were fired from the army for lack of discipline.

We don't reform folk.

I don't want that.

You keep answering back!

- You keep asking questions. - Shut up

and look straight ahead!

Why're you making yourself suffer?

Lower your arms and go. I'll kick you out anyway.

I told you I wouldn't take you. Go!

I don't want stubborn folk like you in my team, got it?

Ah, Justine...

Why waste your time with macho men like us?

Drop the gun and go home.

You'd be better off

in a nice hot bath with a glass of wine...

Come on!

Drop your arms and go!

We'll wear you down.

Change! Change!

- What're you doing? - I didn't stumble!

- Fuck you! - Lead us!

Lift! Lift!

Manage your team!

Go on!

1001...

1002...

I don't want to hear a sound.

We start again.

1001...

1002...

Come on, princesses!

Move it!

Use your muscles! Go on!

Make your muscles work! Go on! Again!

Let's go, No. 7! Well done, you can do it!

Move! Move it!

OK. We have a team of losers!

No. 9, your whole team, 50 push-ups! Now!

Fuck!

I got all the girls.

What does that mean?

In a team of 4, I got 3 girls.

I'd like permission to get even with No. 9.

- Get even? - We've no choice in the army,

but I won't put up with that here!

9, get up! Come here!

Your leadership upsets 7.

I don't mind his leadership.

He needs taking down a peg.

OK, everyone, take a break!

7 and 9 will settle their scores.

You'll see, mate...

I'll shut you up!

Hey, redneck!

He'll say it took 2 of us.

Fuck!

Sit down.

We can't keep you on.

Nothing to do with your skills.

You have strong characters.

You're just not what we're after.

I started it.

It wasn't his fault. I'll go.

It ain't totally her fault either.

He needs to learn to shut up.

I had fun.

It's your lucky day.

2, 5, 8, 4, report to Bob when you get there!

- I think we're fucked! - Not necessarily.

Sit down.

I'm Milan Garnier and I work for Blue Moon.

I was instructed

to find the best male or female candidates

for our available positions.

You're selected.

Get your stuff. We'll go to the office.

Cross off

Patrick Lamotte, Mathieu Germain,

Gaby Paquet, Justine Laplante...

Justine Laplante?

Yes.

- Not up to it? - She was.

She was pretty tough, it was just her attitude.

- What about it? - She likes conflict.

Without that, she'd have succeeded?

Listen...

Keep her if you want. You're the boss.

No, I'm not. She is.

What?

Her real name is Justine Laurier. She's Yves' daughter.

You've just kicked out

Blue Moon's principal shareholder.

She holds a 60% stake.

You coulda said.

She said not to.

Same, please.

Have you made a decision?

I made it ages ago.

Will you tell me what's in that damn letter?

What are you doing?

I know it off by heart.

The last letter he wrote you!

Yes. Handwritten, too.

Whatever!

What was written?

"I put all that I couldn't give you into Blue Moon.

"Do what you want with it.

"I love you, Dad"

Why tell me that now? He's dead!

He gave me the money, OK,

but he gave you his life's work.

That's a huge token of love.

It changes nothing.

He was a filthy egotist.

Don't say that.

Justine

is Laurier's daughter.

- You're joking? - No.

He left her 60% of the company.

- Benoît must be happy. - He knew.

He wouldn't tell us.

At least she knows what to expect.

Their role?

Major operations, soon.

I need an elite,

highly specialised unit.

Specialised in what?

Communication, IT, counter-espionage...

covert operations.

Now I understand why you got Chloé and Cassandra.

We need their skills.

I wanna go with them.

So, you have no intention of selling?

I won't be in your way. You run it from here

and I'll work with the team.

You're serious?

Dad neglected us for this,

I wanna know if the sacrifice was worth it.

Oh, shit!

Follow me.

Welcome everyone.

Let me introduce Benoît Lebel,

Blue Moon's boss.

My dear Benoît, your new team.

- Good morning. - Morning.

Welcome to the family.

Feels strange to welcome you on my own.

Normally there are 2 of us, but...

we lost a great friend this year, Yves Laurier...

my brother in arms.

I started the company with him 20 years ago.

But even if he's not here physically,

he'll always be here, somewhere.

I'd also like to introduce my new partner.

She'll be our new boss.

Yves Laurier's daughter,

Blue Moon's main shareholder:

Justine Laurier.

Walking in the dark's dangerous!

She's not selling?

Seems so.

Out of the question.

What do you want me to do?

It's your problem.

She's his daughter, you know.

We're not running a garage.

We don't want her.

Make sure it doesn't become our problem.

The police have asked us to make the strike.

Why us: it's a police job?

That is none of your business.

You've got what it takes,

but I've got so much to tell you...

Get down on the ground!

Hands on head!

Justine's been hit!

Subtitles: Eclair Media