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No! No!

Great job, sweetie.

Franck, don't do it.

We can work something out!

Of course there are investigations--

Take pity on me, Franck!

Franck! Franck!

Give us till tomorrow afternoon.

Franck!

Franck!

Franck!

You cannot do this to all of us, Franck.

You cannot do it, Franck!

Franck!

No! No! Franck!

Stefano: No need to bring him back.

Room 4, please.

Food delivery!

Anybody in there?

Thanks.

Fucking dickhead.

Fuck!

Motherfucker!

Do you know how long I had to drive to find your ass?

Franck...

Franck, stop this.

Franck, it's me!

You know me!

Don't do this. Don't do it, it's me!

Stop! Don't do this!

Stop!

Where is the dough?

Look. It's Eva.

She's 13 now.

I do this for her.

- I'm all she's got. -That phone, it's a fucking bug dickhead!

Wait!

Wait, wait.

Look at this key.

It opens a container.

At the old boat yard.

Where we'd get dope shipments.

That's where I put César's money.

There's a boat to Morocco. Take it all.

Just let me go!

Wait, wait!

You've stolen from César too.

I know.

I know about you two.

And I haven't said a thing.

Never would I ever.

What will he do when he finds out?

He's leading us to a dead end.

Today it's me. Tomorrow it'll be Anna and you.

Just let me save my kid.

Fuck off.

I said get the fuck outta here!

Move! Move!

Hurry it up!

Where are you going?

Tears...

taste just like the sea.

The salty water of the ocean.

You're going to shine like a star over there.

The cops are with them.

If you escape again,

they'll kill your family.

When you get there,

you've got to fake it

and climb all the way up the ladder

until you've made enough money.

After that...

you disappear.

Come looking for your bullet?

He wasn't at the hotel.

Did anyone see him leave?

The hotel keeper.

He has contacts in Berlin and Warsaw.

I can check if you want.

No! Come back.

And Franck...

Keep your phone on.

Are you all right?

Is that your car? in the ditch back there?

It's his.

Who?

We saw him on the road.

Calm down. I don't understand.

We saw him. on the road.

You're with him.

Gonna take me back there.

Calm down.

Don't take me back.

Calm down.

Hold on.

No!

Get back!

Hello?

You were right.

I couldn't do it.

Today's the day.

Today?

Where should I meet you?

Marseille.

Where the old man taught us to shoot.

- The cove? -Yeah.

We'll take a boat there.

Get a room at Marius's.

I'll meet you tomorrow.

So, this is it?

This is it.

Franck.

You're leaving? Stay with us.

How's the shipment?

Cleaned.

Packed.

Ready to ship.

Line on the left, Barcelona.

Line on the right, Brussels.

15,000 per head.

The girls won't need you anymore tonight.

You come with me.

The King invites the small people to the coronation?

Fine then,

I'll get my things.

Stefano will take care of it.

- Keys. -What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Don't touch me!

Fuckhead!

Stefano.

Well?

What's all this?

Why did he try to hit me?

Will you punch me too?

I'm not your father.

Go...

Don't make me wait.

I'm not your wife either.

At my place in one hour.

THE GLUTTON

Storm warning in effect

as a long-awaited cold front sets in,

and it's more than we bargained for.

...strong winds and snowfalls in Ardennes.

Take extra care out on the roads.

Now to a missing-person report: Laure Mertens

has not been seen in three days,

and police have had to suspend their search

due to inclement weather.

The college student, was last seen on campus

and disappeared without a trace.

Sir?

Your headlights.

What's that?

You left your headlights on.

Is there a bus stop nearby?

What the hell?

Not to scare you, but you won't find a bus out here.

The chef told me there was one nearby.

I just don't know where.

Well...

guess I'll head back inside.

I'll take you to Bastogne, then you're on your own.

That's perfect, thanks.

I'm Virgil.

Do you have a name?

Yup.

Nice of you to take me.

I owe you one for the lights.

I made you pity me.

A lot of people do.

I stop you right there. I'm not much into pity.

How'd you wind up out here?

I'm in an engineering school with a hazing tradition

of blindfolding dweeby kids

and leaving us in the woods.

It's on us to get back.

What's that?

My notebook.

I take lots of notes.

On what?

You made me think of this:

"The Day of Wrath."

It goes,

Dies irae, dies illa

Quantus tremor est futurus

Quando iudux est venturus

Cuncta stricte discussurus

"Oh, this day of wrath,

How great will be the quaking when the Judge passes..."

"His sentence on all."

You know Verdi?

Yeah.

A legacy from my father.

You must have looked up to him.

Now I can see why they left you in the woods.

Our only gods are our fathers

And we turn them into devils.

Don't believe in God?

I get it. He doesn't believe in us either.

Need anything?

No, I have everything I need.

And I have something for you.

- What's that? -Well, for gas.

Keep that for school.

No, I insist.

Thanks.

Touch can tell us so much.

Troubled about something?

What?

You just seem troubled.

I think I saw that girl earlier on the roadside.

The one on the news?

I don't know why I even care.

But you do...

- What? -You do care.

You had to tell somebody.

Perhaps that cop at the diner.

Right, Franck?

How do you know my name?

You wanted to show him the bracelet, but you thought he'd suspect you.

I saw him check your plates when you came in.

And you're right, it was her, Laure Mertens.

But she's resting now.

I killed her.

More difficult than usual.

It's harder when the ground's frozen.

With bare hands. What a shitshow!

Ever try to open someone's chest bare-handed?

She was already in bad shape,

exited the Mini in motion, which is why you found it there.

You felt badly for her, but did nothing.

I wonder, were you unable or unwilling to save her?

What?

Lose something?

Get out.

What about going to Bastogne?

It's you or your brains. You pick.

Shame, we have so much to learn from each other.

Well...

OK!

OK.

I like his face,

dweeby-looking, pitiful.

But I like yours better.

We're going to have some fun together.

Fuck.

Anna?

No! No!

This is semi parking!

Cars park over there. Get a move on.

Let's go!

- Hello? -Who's this?

Anna, it's me. Where are you?

Just getting to Marius's.

Someone's calling me from your phone.

What's he want?

Says he's your friend.

I don't get it, I ditched my phone.

Franck, he knows all about you.

About César.

OK, after you arrive, stay put and wait for me.

See you soon.

How'd you find my phone?

How'd you sleep, Franck?

Admit it, you missed me.

Know what I'm doing?

Watching the news.

You should too.

It'll interest you.

...a gruesome discovery in Ardennes.

Belgian police found a body

mutilated in the extreme

in a forest along I-4.

The victim seems to be Laure Mertens, a college student from Namur

who's been reported missing

for nearly a week.

Some 50 km from the scene,

another body similarly mutilated was found

in the trash of The Glutton,

a beloved roadside diner on the same interstate.

The second victim appears to be Freddy Van Hoel,

a member of Belgian organized crime.

In the restaurant parking lot,

police found clothing belonging to Mertens in an abandoned car.

The vehicle is registered to Virgil Hilscher,

another student from Namur, now the main suspect.

He's thought to have fled to France.

French and Belgian police are working together

to coordinate the man hunt.

You and I will be celebrities.

Belgium and France are currently experiencing rain showers.

Heavy winds measuring at...

Focus, Franck.

What's with you? You seem a little... soft.

I saw you in the forest. What came over you?

I had to do the work for you, and that was a big dude.

You don't know who I am.

I'm starting to get to know you and...

César.

Should have seen his face when I told him

you were off with Anna.

What do you want?

My notebook.

Your what?

I want my notebook.

I stashed it next to Freddy's tickets.

You snatched them from his suitcase.

Where you put the key.

Still following?

There you go.

What's that key open?

What'd you do with it?

Don't fret, I'm keeping it warm.

I want my notebook back, but you can look at my drawings.

Like page ten.

Phones are great bugs, right?

Time you got back to work. I can't do it all for you.

I'll help you get reacclimated.

It'll bring back memories.

Where?

Page 131.

We'll do great things together.

XOXO Franck.

CLUB PRODIGIOUS

REDONNE COVE MALEBOLGE FERRY

Sniff him out! Let's get a move on!

Inside!

I see movement!

We see you! Come quietly!

Police! Hands up!

Police!

- Unit in position. -Stop!

Police! Freeze!

- Down there! -You're surrounded!

Freeze, hands up.

Sir, come quietly!

Right now!

Stop! Police!

Freeze! Drop your weapon!

Police! Drop your weapon!

Man down!

Fire!

Open fire!

Shoot the mother fucker!

Fire! Fire!

Got my notebook?

Drive! Drive!

What the fuck?

I was feeling lonely, so I did what you did.

I got a 4x4 and a passenger.

The Prodigious, rings a bell now?

Your first job Franck! You dig it?

You slit Mouchkine's throat in the service elevator.

- Earned you Falcone's trust. - What do you want?

I'm not happy, Franck.

First Freddy, now this cop. You're going soft.

Why didn't you shoot him? I can't do all the work.

Thank me, he'd been on your tail since the diner.

Luckily I came across him.

Like Stefano, he didn't understand...

until it was too late!

Stop the car.

What a career you've had!

Anas the Egyptian, five shots in the throat.

Florent, "The Belgian,"

corkscrew to the jugular.

Babacar Ouali drowned in the Scheldt.

They were hits!

Carlos, "The Buffalo," head crushed in a vice.

They were hits!

I think my favorite is...

Arthur Redon.

You killed him in front of his son.

Remember, Franck?

- They were hits! - Whatever helps you sleep.

Stop the car.

He's dead!

Lucky I found him.

I wasn't going to come on foot!

Stop the car, dammit!

Stop the car.

We'll do great things together.

Wake up Franck.

- I was told you were... -What?

Dead?

I'm as dead as Elvis.

- Does that mean I'm... -No!

Not yet.

There's much left for you to do, Francky.

We'll do great things you and me.

See you soon.

The kid wants you to have this.

- No! -Shut the fuck up!

Don't you fucking look at me!

Don't you fucking look at me!

Please! Stop!

You're like your fucking mother!

You're like your fucking mother!

Franck!

What are we doing here?

You called me last night and said to come here.

I never called you.

It was your voice!

Was this your doing?

No.

You were bandaged when I got here, sleeping upstairs.

We've got to get out of here.

Why? Where are we?

My childhood home.

We're inside.

Leave it, nothing there.

- Let's go. - They're messing with us.

Come out!

Step out!

Out, dickhead!

Step out!

On your knees! Get down!

Don't move!

What'd you do?

Who keeps calling me?

Did he sic the cops on us?

Franck!

Not sure, the son of a hit.

- We don't have time. - Tell me who he is!

Look how deep of shit we're in!

- Let's go. -Tell me!

Don't start with me. Don't touch me!

Look at me.

Look at me.

Stop. Calm down.

It's over.

It's all right.

OK?

We'll be free.

Free together.

Everything's fine.

MARIUS'S INN

Marius?

Come on!

Welcome, darlings, to the Malebolge Ferry.

Franck...

This is just incredible. You need Anna's help now?

Do I have to finish her off?

Franck? Franck!

Anna!

Franck, please!

You'll regret this.

Son of a bitch!

Let go of her!

Let her go!

Hey there, Franck.

So good to see you again.

You thought you could just steal everything from me?

Giuseppe works for us in Chechnya.

When he saw his brother Stefano

tied to a cop with barbed wire,

he just had to meet you.

Who butchered them?

Not you.

You're a man of action.

Not an artist.

Is he a friend?

He seems upset with you.

He snitched on you.

What is it between you two?

Fucked him over?

I don't know him.

What about this?

What's this?

Is this where my money is?

Let me see her first.

Mala!

Franck! Franck!

Don't do it!

I loved her pretty eyes, such a shame!

Mala!

I'll show you the place, I will.

I've almost pulled it off.

A respectable life.

A legal business.

Marrying into high society.

A well-endowed wife.

Everything the old man didn't have.

That's why you did it?

To be respectable?

Everyone knows you killed the old man.

I had a good teacher.

The old man raised us like his own kids.

And look where you are now.

All for what?

For Freddy?

For Anna?

Freddy was family.

Freddy chose his own path.

You and she chose another.

And you've known all along...

this life we've chosen...

is a one-way street.

Let go of me!

Nothing in it.

You go in.

Go on.

Was it so awful being with me?

Not my kind of life.

Time to set you free.

Run!

César...

Anna?

Shit!

Wait, Anna!

Anna!

Anna?

Anna...

Here it is, the Malebolge Ferry!

Help!

Help! Help!

Oh, fuck.

She must be suffocating.

You need to save her.

You see? That's what's wrong with you.

You're in love!

Who are you? What do you want?

I want to save you.

From what?

Yourself.

A wife? A few kids?

Want to wind up like your dad?

You're born to kill.

Not bottle feed.

Well, is that all you've got?

Almost there, Franck. Keep going!

Come on!

Come on!

Franck?

Come on.

Come on.

Say it.

Say it.

We'll do great things together, Franck.