All language subtitles for Braquo S03E04 FR BRD 720p

Odessa Dimaïeva is dead.

Anatoli is on the run.

If anything happens to Caplan...

our agreement is dead and buried.

Is that understood?

Who killed my wife?

I want the name.
Who killed Odessa?

He was just doing his job.

- If you two had done yours...
- His name.

His name.

Caplan.

Eddy Caplan.

Arsehole.

The woman was Odessa Dimaïeva.

Her husband's name is Anatoli.

They've killed countless times,
so don't beat yourself up.

I'm more pissed off
about the fiasco as a whole.

We're back to square one.

The divers haven't found anything.

- Hopefully, Dimayev survived.
- Hopefully?

If he's still alive, you'll soon be dead!

He won't rest until he's got his revenge.

Terrifying.

You won't find
Valérie Borg's remains there.

Getting colder.
Freezing.

I know what I've got to do.

Just leave me alone.

I've made a pot of tea.

I need you to cut off
one of our guest's fingers.

Which one?

- Which what?
- Which finger?

She's got ten.
Take your pick.

What's all this about Vanderbeke?

You had him transferred to the VIP wing,
in exchange for what?

I've gone easy on him
in return for information to help find Vogel.

You said you were a mess
after Theo's funeral,

so I let you go home.

Look for Vogel if you want.

But using Theo as an excuse,
that speaks volumes.

- About what?
- Vogel's going to fuck you up.

Grief has stopped you
thinking straight.

Vogel is a nutcase
with a cool head and no scruples.

You've already lost.

What makes you the only one of us
screwed up enough to fuck him over?

What says I can't too?

For now, you're in my team,
and there's work to do.

Behave like a cop,
and start by moving your car.

- It's in a disabled space.
- I've got my card.

I've got my card.

- Have they been here long?
- In turn or together?

- Is he alone in there?
- Yes.

Hello, gentlemen.

So, Mr Caplan, it looks as though
I have nothing more to fear.

If you've read that carefully,

you'll know Anatoli Dimayev
is still running.

Yes, but not towards me.

Really?
What makes you so sure?

You killed his wife, right?

Chocolate?

No?

The officers standing outside
my door 24 hours a day...

They talk a lot.

I'm a light sleeper.

So...

As I was saying,

I've nothing to fear.

The surveillance and police
protection is becoming...

How do you say it?

- Obsolete.
- Obsolete!

Nothing guarantees Dimayev
won't try a second time.

The other problem is,

you attract gunfire
while out and about.

Public order problems
like that cannot be ignored.

Either accept our protection,
or leave the country.

If you leave, your enemies
will think you've shat yourself.

Tell the officers outside
if you want to leave.

We'll put you on the next plane.

In the meantime, get well soon.

Eddy?

Why do I always get the feeling
Mr Jordania takes us for fools?

It's probably just because
you're a cop.

- Now where's she got to?
- Shall I call her?

- Let her be for now.
- What if she finds Vogel?

To the right, to the left.

Raise your arms and stay like that.

You're not Russian,

but Micha thinks you're trustworthy.

The question is,

are you worthy of our trust?

You seem to doubt
Mikhail Pavlovitch's judgement.

That's quite a slur.

Intelligent people
can tolerate the odd slur.

And I am very intelligent.

OK. What do you want from me?

Since the attempt on Jordania's life,

he's had an armed police escort.

As you saw at our last meeting,

Jordania opened hostilities.

We have no choice.

You want me to destroy
an army of police to get to him?

Of course not.

He'll get rid of the escort himself.

- Then when he finds us, we kill him.
- Really?

Why would he come
looking for us?

That's where you come into it,
Atom Paradjanov.

You're going to kidnap
Salomé and her son.

Vor v zakones do not attack
the family of another vor.

The end justifies the means, Atom.

If you keep your word,
you'll prove your loyalty.

Unreservedly.

- It will be done.
- Perfect.

In Russian, we say,

"If you've given your word,
you keep it."

If you've given your word,
you keep it.

If you fail to do so,
good luck to you.

How can you
always behave like that!

- How was it?
- Bullshit.

Is that mine or yours?

- Yours.
- Oh, yes!

Hello. Hagobik!
Thanks for calling.

Have you got good news for me?

Good.

Could you message me the photo?

You already have done?

Great work, Hagobik, great work.

OK, let's go.

Come on, get a move on!

He's a pro.

You'll never catch up with him.

Why go looking for him?

According to Jordania
and you, Andreas,

he's going to come to us.

For you, Eddy.

Yes. You'll be there for me,
won't you?

OK, Anatoli.
Wondering how we found you?

We tailed you and your wife
from the airport.

My condolences, by the way.

You underestimated
the French police though.

Sure, they're bad,
but not as bad as the football team.

What do you want?

As I said earlier, the cop,
Eddy Caplan, did not kill your wife.

He was doing his job.
And if you two had done yours,

- we wouldn't be here now.
- I just want to take her body home.

- Nothing else matters.
- You expect me to believe that?

Fifth floor.

Normally, parents are expected
to die before their children.

What do you say to that, Anatoli?

If you touch them...

No one's paid them a visit yet.

But my men are not far away.

So, are you ready
to listen carefully?

Don't go near the cop.

- Get in! You need to see something.
- Now?

- Get in!
- I'm in a rush.

Come on, get in.
We need to talk about things.

OK.

- Drop me back here though.
- Don't worry.

Where are you taking me, Roland?

I bought this place a month ago.

It's a work in progress.

I wanted you to see it
so you could give me some advice.

Well, what do you think of it?

I can't see a thing.

Keep close to me
and watch out for mole holes.

I twisted my ankle
a couple of days ago.

I can't stay long.

Crikey! Are you OK?

Oh, shit.

Are you mad?
What did you do that for?

Isn't it obvious?
I'm going to bury you,

along with my little secret.

There's no point.
You're not in any danger.

The Prosecutor rejected
the policeman's request.

Oh, yes? And how long will that
keep him off my back?

He'll be back soon enough.

They'll start harassing my sister,
dishing the dirt about my past.

They'll shit on my reputation.
So, you see, Adrien...

I can't just let you go.

If he'll be back,
why bother with this?

What difference does it make?

It'll buy me time.

I'm taking my sister
far away from here.

Somewhere
where no one will find us.

Stop! Stop fooling around!

I'm not enjoying this
any more than you.

I'd never have betrayed you.

Really?

Forget it.
This place is the pits.

There's no network.
No one can hear you.

Help!

Help!

There, finished. All done.

Can I sit up?

- Only if you want to die.
- I'll stay where I am.

- If you kill me...
- That's the idea.

I've come to make a deal.

What deal?

I want to take my wife's body
for burial in our country.

In return,
you can save two lives.

- Whose lives?
- Salomé Vissarionovna and her son.

What?

If you want to know more,
get my wife's body to me.

OK, I'll see what I can do.

You have until midday tomorrow.

If you refuse,

too bad for the kid and his mum.

Who ordered you to kill Jordania?

I'll tell you tomorrow.

What was all that noise last night?

Are you going to keep me for long?

I have no control
over that decision.

All I know is that she plans
to let you leave here...

...in several pieces.

Only yesterday she asked me
to chop off one of your fingers.

Really.
Who does she take me for?

- I got up this morning for this?
- Pipe down.

You should be happy it's me
and not the drug squad.

I bet your mum would like that.

OK, what's in it for me?

What's in it for you?
I'll tell you what's in it for you.

You get a 'get out of jail free' card
to go home to your shitty estate.

Now get lost.

When I call,
you pick up and show up.

Shut up.

Hello, Walter.

There. I'll need
to take the original copy.

OK, let's go.

DIDN'T HAVE THE COURAGE!
DO IT YOURSELF! LOL!

That's me done.
Your turn.

What?

When will they strike?
Who's doing it?

It's planned for today.

Paradjanov's in charge.

They're really
going through with it?

- I thought they...
- They're at war.

Who took you on
to kill Jordania?

Atom Paradjanov.

Paradjanov again!

Dimayev is on the plane.

- What about Caplan?
- He's still alive.

- I don't believe a word of it.
- Me neither.

I'm also surprised Paradjanov
would attack a mother and child.

But he hates nothing more
than losing a war he's involved in.

Did the informer say
when he'll strike?

Sooner rather than later.

Walter.

- How does it look?
- Fine.

Salomé and her kid are here.

They're totally surrounded by cops.

I'm in Jordania's room.

- Let me know of any developments.
- OK.

And I'll give the order
to intervene or not.

Hang on.

What do you mean by
"intervene or not"?

You understand French, don't you?

The job of the police
is to protect the innocent.

My job is to protect honest people,
not some gangster's offspring.

You're really looking for trouble.
You arsehole.

Stay right there.
It gets better.

Handcuff them! Don't move!

Let him do it! Don't resist!

Bang them up!

You'll pay for this, Caplan.

You'll pay for this.

Your men have been banged up,

your remaining family
is about to be kidnapped,

and you have no allies left.

It looks to me like
you've been left high and dry.

- Eddy?
- Hello.

Paradjanov has arrived.

Stay in position,
but no one make a move.

To all officers...

Stay in position. I repeat...

Stay in position.
No one moves.

So, what's it to be, Jordania?

Officer 1 to base. They're arriving.
They're entering the park.

I repeat,
they're entering the park.

Paradjanov is in the park.

They've arrived.
What do we do?

OK, five more minutes.

- What do you want?
- The same as any pig.

Thugs in jail, safer streets
and a fatter wage packet.

And I'm counting on you for that.

I will not be a grass.

If you'd prefer to be a corpse,
you're on the right track.

Walter, what's the situation?

Paradjanov's men are deployed.

They're waiting.

Paradjanov's moving in.

- Repeat that.
- Paradjanov is moving in.

What shall we do?

No one moves.

Why are you here?

It's a mother and her son.

I know. They're always
the first to suffer in war.

- Give me an update.
- They're talking.

I can't make out
what they're saying.

Eddy. Salomé and Paradjanov
are leaving the park.

She's going willingly.

It'll be too late
once they get to his car.

Do you think
he's taking her home?

No?

If I become your informer,

losing this war will be easier to take
than the shame.

I understand, but I'd happily
take defeat and shame

over the grief of losing
a friend recently.

They're less than 50 metres
from the park gates.

Thirty metres...

Shit.

- Do we have an agreement?
- Twenty metres.

Say it.
Do we have an agreement?

Ten metres...

Five metres...

Do I have your word?

You have my word.

Nab them!

All officers, move in!

- Police!
- Police!

Freeze!

Hello Atom. Guess what.

You're under arrest.

Is that so?

OK. Are we done?

Take them away.

Let's go.

Mission accomplished, Eddy.

Salomé and her son are safe.

I want to talk to her.

I want to tell her of
our agreement in person.

I'll bring her here
as soon as possible.

What's up with Eddy?

- He's fine. Are you OK?
- Yeah.

- Did you nab Paradjanov?
- Yes.

I'll tell you about it.

Take Mrs Vissarionovitch inside,
then come and join me.

Hello. Come with me, please.

Come on, move it.

Follow me.

- Do I have to stay long?
- As long as it takes.

Do you want something
to eat or drink?

- Does he speak French?
- Yes, but not to the police.

Relax, Walter.

You scored the hits, not him.

That bastard is far too cool
for me to relax.

Paradjanov is a vor boss.

If you expect him
to just start spouting forth,

you are very much mistaken.

Wow.

You speak really good French,
Andreas.

Seriously, where did you learn?

My father died when I was twelve.

My mother fell in love
with a French tourist,

so I spent a few months here.

And...?

And what?

Why didn't you stay in France?

What happened next?

I'll tell you another time.

- I'm going in. Are you coming, Rox?
- Yes.

- Why exactly am I sat here in handcuffs?
- It's over, Atom.

I hope so.
I have a business to run.

I've no time for this bullshit.

You're losing me money.

Have you branched out
into the kidnapping business?

I may be paranoid and antisocial,
but I don't attack women and kids.

However, Lieutenant Delgado,
I'd happily attend to your ill humour

if it put a smile on your face.

- Really? That's good of you.
- Yes.

I love that girl.

You asked for that.

You're here for the attempted kidnap

of Salomé Vissarionovitch
and her son Darius.

- What do you say in your defence?
- They go to that park every day.

There has been a surge
in violence in Paris lately,

and I'm just looking out for a girl
whose father just died.

That's a joke!

I have never threatened
Salomé and her son.

That's not my style.

I offered her a lift home,
because taxis are like the police -

never there when you need them.

Anatoli Dimayev tipped me off.

Dimayev?
Oh, Dimayev!

Isn't he the Russian killer
all the police are after?

But instead of arresting him,
you have a good old chinwag.

No wonder
the French don't feel safe.

Look. I know you ordered
Jordania's murder.

And I know someone who will tell all
to keep Salomé safe...

Levani Jordania.

When he's talked,

you and the Batourinas
will go down for good.

Caplan. Tell Jordania
that I'm very surprised.

I never thought he'd
become a stoukatch.

What does stoukatch mean?

A stoukatch is someone
who talks to the police.

A grass.

Will they try to kill him?

They won't rest until he's dead.

A vor boss who can't
keep his mouth shut

is like a ticking time-bomb.

Hello.

Do you intend to press
charges against Mr Paradjanov?

Press charges? Why?

He was attempting
to kidnap you and your son.

- He has always been good to me.
- Very well.

- I should press charges against you!
- Cool down.

- I want to see Levani Jordania.
- I'll take you.

Come on.

I'm here, if you need me.

It'll only be worse if you help me.

Let me take that, at least.

I've got it.

Have a seat.

Stop looking at me like that.

What's the matter, Erica?

You first.

What's wrong?

I'm fine.

Someone's been
hanging around outside.

- Why didn't you call me?
- There was no answer.

The network isn't very good
where I'm staying.

I called your office this morning.

They told me you were
no longer in the police force.

- Did they tell you why?
- No.

I resigned.

I never liked the work.

The job security was OK,
but that's about it.

I was doing it for dad, really.

- Your hair.
- I had it cut.

Promise me you'll call
if you need anything at all.

And you, promise me
you'll have network next time I call.

I promise.

It won't happen ever again.

Roland!

Come in.

Look who it is! Are you OK?

Is everything OK?

Have they said what happened?

- We need to speak in our language.
- Only French, sorry.

Why are you asking
the cop for permission?

Darius, could you wait in the corridor
for a bit while we talk?

What's going on, Levani?

The situation
is very complicated, Salomé.

I may be a woman,
but I'll try to understand.

I've made a deal
with the French police.

Why?

Pavlovitch and Paradjanov
planned to kidnap you today,

so that I would come running
like a lamb to the slaughter.

- You chose life over honour?
- I was thinking of you and Darius.

How do I know they wouldn't kill you
after finishing with me?

- Their word counts for nothing!
- In French, Levani.

I'd rather have died
than see you side with the cops.

Don't touch me!
You're a grass, Jordania.

You're dirt.

How dare you besmirch
the memory of Iossif Vissarionovitch?

This humiliation
will sully us forever.

- Get your hands off me!
- Mrs Vissarionovitch!

- What are you doing here?
- Walter had to go home.

And you need someone
to watch over Jordania.

I know I fucked up,

but you can't blame me
for hating Vogel.

I don't blame you for anything.

I want you to steer clear
of the path I went down.

Don't worry.

OK. Do you want
to take the first shift?

- I'll be back at six.
- OK.

To think that bastard
was preaching principles!

I, Mikhail Pavlovitch,
would prefer to sell drugs and whores

than sit at the same
table as the police.

Now he's their official grass,

it's going to be harder
to get to him.

What do you think, Atom?

You want my opinion, Serguei?

I spent all day at the station
wondering who grassed me up.

Are you accusing us?

Not you, Arkadi.
Nor your brother.

But that bulldog
who works for you.

Do you trust him?

Maybe he's been talking?

Take him out for a drink.
Try and get him to talk.

OK.

I understand everything.

So, where were we?

How to catch the stoukatch.

I'll find a way.

And I'll kill him in person.

And I'll do it my own way.
Does everyone agree?

Let's have a drink, then.

The bastards have taken the bait.

Hello, it's me.

Nine in the morning.

You've got the address.

If you're late, you can look forward
to five years behind bars.

Superintendent Bernardi.

This is the Ministry of the Interior.

- The Minister would like to see you.
- Morning, boss.

- Very well. When?
- Now.

OK. I'm on my way.

- Watch out.
- Sorry.

No worries.
We'll say you didn't see me.

I'll kill you if you make a noise.
Hand over your cash.

Give my your bag.

I said your money,
not your fucking food.

Give me your money!

Faster, faster. Come on.

Give me the fucking money!

- Hurry up!
- Police!

Police!

Come back!

Hey! Come back!

I'm from the police.
Up you get.

Hold onto me.

- Stay with me.
- OK, calm down.

Here's your white stick.

Are you OK?

- I've got to go.
- No, stay!

- OK. Where do you live?
- Near here.

- OK.
- Could you walk to my left, please?

It's OK.

You guys need a new boss.

Jordania works for the police now.
Get out.

- What's he saying?
- Nothing.

What did you say?

You want us to talk?

Sure, we can talk.

- Let's go. Do you want to die?
- No, wait!

Through there.

- I'm going to kill you!
- Let's go.

No you aren't.

I guarantee you aren't.

- Erica?
- Roland.

- Erica!
- Roland.

- Are you OK, Erica?
- Yes, I'm OK.

Don't worry.

I want you to meet the person
who saved my life.

Lieutenant Roxanne Delgado.