Original subtitles

Peaceful oriental music Exotic birdsong

The music takes on Asian hip-hop.

The elephant barks.

-Come on, guys. It won't take long, but anytime.

The youngster sighs.

In Thai

He'll do it alone.

-Fuck!

What are you doing, Noom?

-Well... there must be tutorials to fix that.

-Forget it, come on.

-I look first.

-Come and see.

-There's a rock.

Soothing music Noom sighs.

Metallic hiss

Do you remember your parents?

-No, I was too young.

-Do you think she'd be proud of the bourgeois son of a bitch that I am?

-She loved me, a bourgeois son.

Of course she would be super proud of you.

So am I.

-I want to stay here.

-So do I.

But the vacations are over.

-Why don't you sell? We could stay here and help them.

-Noom, we won't talk about it here. -Let go of that shitty band!

My mother is dead,

because of him. How many deaths does it take?

-Okay, fine. You want to sell? We'll sell.

Who do I sell to?

Tell me! Whose? Do you think the competition has your remorse?

Take a look.

Do you know him?

We do lots of things with it. We destroy.

We can manufacture, build.

It depends on how you use it.

We have the chance

to set an example.

-I don't want your knife.

I don't want to play with a gun. I'll never be like you.

Thunder rumbles in the distance.

-OK.

-I do my best.

Noom -Help!

Suppliant Dad...

Action music

Daddy! Daddy! Daddy! Somebody help!

Help!

Daddy!

Let go of me!

Let go of me!

Let go of me!

Battle cries

Stop it!

-Go!

-Stop it!

No! No, no!

The biker exclaims.

The kidnappers speak to each other in Thai.

Daddy!

What do I do?

Daddy!

Daddy!

They growl.

No !

Daddy!

Give me your hand! -Noom! Jump!

Jump out of the car!

-Daddy!

The driver speaks Thai.

-Noom!

The music stops.

Anxiety-inducing music

Noom!

Noom!

Dark music

Noom!

Noom!

Noom!

Scary cry with echo Noom!

The other cocked his pistol.

-Kao Shen

wants to be paid.

He sighs.

-You screwed up.

-Kao Shen wants to be paid.

Birds panic.

He shoots empty.

He suffocates.

Eye tear He screams.

Ominous music

He sighs with satisfaction.

Music of hope

Hip-hop music

-It's the price

Price

Of money

-It's the price

Of

Money

-The mystery of Noom Winch's disappearance of Noom Winch and this question,

is the teenager alive?

He sighs.

He gasps.

He grunts with effort.

He grunts with effort.

-You can track the teams looking for Noom in real time.

The coloured area indicates territory already squared.

I've put the software on it for you, just in case.

We're going to find him, I promise you.

-Thank you.

Gripping music

Radio reports in foreign languages

-We await the announcements from the billionaire adventurer.

-Groupe W is more than thousand companies,

500,000 employees operating

in sectors from steel to oil,

new technologies, aeronautics and space.

A multinational with many branches

created by the genius of Nerio Winch.

Son of a Serbo-Croatian grocer,

he started from scratch to become...

-Loading complete. Reading completed.

-An update on Protocol C?

-Stand by. Control in progress.

-With his adopted son,

the multinational conglomerate has decided to invest

in organic farming, new green technologies.

Grandiose music

-The countdown has begun.

-Largo?

-The Group has one foot in the future thanks to this man.

-Three, two, one...

-Largo Winch!

Operator -Where is Mr. Winch?

It's his!

Let him go! -Go for it!

To you! What are you waiting for?

What is it? -Noom's latest Insta,

before it was captured. I modeled it

at Mr. Winch's request.

Moving music

-I'll be frank with you.

I hate Groupe W.

My father wants me to believe he's going to change the world.

I'm not an idiot.

One natural disaster one after the other.

Historic heatwaves, forest fires,

earthquakes, floods...

Millions of people displaced.

If our world is screwed up, it's because of these companies.

Largo -Sometimes...

Sometimes, a father just has to listen to his child.

Just listen.

My son was right.

What you are about to see was my son's idea.

Today,

Winch Air and Wingpower are proud to present

the first electric airliner

made entirely with recycled materials.

Dear friends, the Noom Challenger.

Fascinating music

-The NC 180 is an aerodynamic airliner,

with innovative batteries Wingpower batteries in its wings,

and a unique electric propulsion.

that reduces its carbon footprint by 100%.

Welcome to the future, with the Noom Challenger.

-We did it, Noom.

Machine downtime

-What's up? What's going on? -What's that?

-Intruder! We've lost control.

-How could you, Largo?

-Denis?

-Take action! -I'm trying.

-Cut!

-What are you talking about?

-You're a liar! You know very well what I'm talking about.

-Turn everything off! Turn everything off!

-Lights out!

-Wingpower, is the work of a lifetime.

I respect my employees.

They're my family.

-Denis, what's wrong? -Stop your bullshit!

I've been trying for days to reach you. How do you do it?

You dare to look at yourself, after all you've done to us?

-After what "I" did to you?

-Throw a thousand people out into the street with the snap of a finger!

-Wingpower is doing well.

-Yeah...

I don't believe you anymore. Take a look.

-What did you do to us? -What you did to us.

-Denis, I don't understand.

Shot No !

Striking music

Elevator beeps -69th floor.

His cell phone vibrates.

-Noom?

-Daddy? Daddy? Come and get me. I don't know what they want.

-Noom. Where are you now?

I beg you, stay calm.

Noom -How many dead

you need?

The kidnapper -Don't worry.

Noom is... safe and sound.

For now.

-Let me tell you something, you little shit.

I don't know who you are.

If you touch Noom... -I'm trying to realize

your son's wish, since you've renounced it.

But you,

you're going to let things take their course.

Otherwise... -Wait!

Wait!

-Heurts at Bois-Rouge. Employees outraged by boss's suicide.

Accusatory music

Largo -Locate this call.

-Mr. Winch, look.

-You can't go bankrupt full order books!

We're going to occupy the premises.

In memory of Denis. Largo Winch, assassin!

-Find me Noom. -Hello, Noom. Sorry about Wingpower.

But the W Bank is a priority we need to address.

Moving music

-Julius? -We don't understand.

The financial report we received following the buyout was excellent.

-Falsified accounts.

Who supervised

transition?

Who did you send? -Steve Munro, a member from Ottawa.

-It's gone.

The authorities have been notified.

-How much do we know?

-Steve is reliable.

I'm worried about him.

-Denis wanted to reach me.

-No, he hasn't contacted the Group and you don't call back.

-He said he'd tried to reach me, so I looked.

Zero messages, written or vocal.

-I'll get it. -No, you're not.

We can't just just stand there and wait.

We need to close Wingpower and fast.

We couldn't wait. That would be madness.

-Eliminate a thousand jobs and destroy a province,

This is pure madness. Need I remind you

that we are responsible

of a man's death?

What's more, I liked him.

-Largo, the bankruptcy of Wingpower will ruin Banque W. The entire Group

is in danger.

-Gessner?

-Six months ago,

Banque W lent 500 million to Wingpower to help it expand.

-I know.

-Given the amount, I securitized the loan

and sold it,

to share the risk.

-Please tell me you didn't play the stock market

Wingpower's debt.

-A healthy business!

Securitization was safe. -You know what I think

of this game, but did you?

-The risk was zero.

-Was the risk zero?

How much?

-100 to 1.

-50 billion?

Are we talking about 50 billion?

The people behind this have also kidnapped my son.

And I'm going to find them.

Adventure music

Ring

The bell tinkles.

The bell rings. Largo sighs.

Suspenseful music

Anybody home?

Largo murmurs.

-The police are on their way.

If you act like a caveman, I'll open your head.

Understand?

Largo?

Sit down!

-I can understand that.

-His cancer was unrelated. He was defending his employees.

He wanted to show that you were the worst crosseur in the world.

-Hélène.

I have come

to prevent closing.

Whoever's behind this...

these scumbags kidnapped my son.

Moving music

Munro has disappeared.

You're the only one who can help me.

Please.

Hélène.

She sighs.

-Your Munro...

He has never been transparent about his accounts.

Then Denis, well...

He didn't ask questions.

He always trusted us.

I never trusted that guy.

I searched his computer.

I saw huge orders from a Chinese supplier.

Based in Burma.

Wingpower paid tons of copper and cobalt

to a company that has ever delivered these materials.

Never.

Munro doctored the inventory to the point of emptying the treasury.

-You know the name of the company? -Yeah, I do.

A Taser sizzles.

Hélène suffocates.

The Taser snaps.

Action music

She gasps.

Hélène whimpered.

Hélène groaned.

-Lagoon!

Dramatic music

Noom -Daddy?

Come and get me. I don't know what they want from me.

The kidnapper sneers.

How many dead?

Police sirens How many deaths does it take?

How much?

-Here they come! The police car carrying Largo Winch.

The demonstrators heckle them.

Glass breakage

Mr. Winch?

Mr. Winch?

Anything to declare?

Winch is accused of the murder of Hélène Tarrant,

wife of Denis, who committed suicide yesterday,

during the virtual presentation

of Groupe W.

Chloé turns off the television.

The demonstrators shout.

-Largo Winch, assassin!

Assassin!

Dispersion siren

A gate slams in the distance. Grunts of struggle

-Stop it!

Bonnie, stop it! Come on!

Give me that.

If not, I'll tase you! -Did you see that?

This is it, our real police force.

Fascists!

-Again? Are you bored with us? -Don't touch me.

Ostia de crotté!

-What did she do now?

-Projected blood

on the Royal Bank. -They help polluters!

-Imagine the judge's face, when she sees you again.

You're going to a detention center.

That'll teach you.

-Like you teach your wife, with your fists? Pig!

-Come on!

To the hole!

Yeah, right!

Enjoy your night at the hotel.

The door slams shut.

-Where you belong,

I'll be discreet.

-Don't worry, it doesn't work anymore.

Demonstrators shout outside.

No, it can't be!

Hey, everybody, check who's in lockup.

-Your phone. -Fucking...

Largo Winch!

The gravedigger of Wingpower, eh? The Tarrant murderer!

If all corrupt bosses

could cuddle up in prison,

it would be good.

Wait! Wait! Wait! Gimme that!

Give, otherwise... -Or else? Call the police?

-Yeah, right. There you go!

Dark music

-Is he guilty?

-No matter.

-We trapped him, that's for sure!

-It's a nasty habit with him.

-We each have our own.

-Miss Riva?

You're getting lost.

What kind of feedback on social networks?

-Public opinion has made up its mind.

A majority believe him guilty.

-His arrest

compounded the Wingpower scandal.

Nobody trusts Banque W.

If claims for reimbursement

keep the same rhythm,

we'll go bankrupt in 48 hours.

-Dwight.

Concern is growing.

Our partners

want to know your strategy to stop the bleeding.

-Yes.

-Hey, come on!

Give me back my cell!

It's been hours since you took it from me!

-We must...

reassure our creditors

and show them that everything is under control.

Whatever the price.

Therefore,

the time has come to...

trigger code 51.

-Are you sure? Mr. Cochrane!

Is this really necessary?

Dwight -Largo leaves me no choice.

-You should have done it before.

-Very good. Mr Cochrane has made his point.

Let's move on to the vote.

His mobile vibrates.

-No.

I'm not going anywhere.

He inhales deeply.

I've got plenty to do here.

I'll move as soon as he's in the secure convoy to Ottawa.

I'm sure he'll he'll take action.

Yeah, right.

-I need to stay in touch with my community.

It's a big deal!

I have to give some news.

Do you understand that? -How old are you? 16, 17?

Everyone thinks thinks I'm a grown-up first.

-What about your parents?

-In fact, I'd like to warn them.

-The police will notify them.

She sighs.

They should have been here by now. Tell me about it.

-Nobody's coming. Are you happy now?

No billionaire has adopted me.

Not like you. We have "fuckhole" in common.

OK?

That's right, I was born an orphan.

Everything I have, it's here, in your hands.

It's my followers, my family.

Okay, I'm underage, then I'm in jail.

Then... life isn't easy,

this way.

-Are you trying to cry?

She giggles.

Come on in. -Fuck you.

How are you?

Tension music

It imitates nausea.

-I saw the judge. Closed center.

I swear you're in for a treat!

-Like Louise, with her tennis teacher?

She moans.

Tabarnak!

Louise's fun

with his tennis instructor. The guard opens the door.

-Leave her alone!

She's just a kid.

You're live.

She coughs.

-Your cell.

-Come and get it.

Oops, sorry!

The keys.

The guard whimpers.

The demonstrators shout.

-Come on!

Largo falls heavily.

-I can't believe it! Is this the famous Largo Winch?

Will you get back into sport? -I slipped, it happens.

-Hey, boomer. Take your time, it's not like we're escaping.

What were you doing?

-I had to get it back.

What are you doing here?

No, Bonnie. Give me back my knife.

The demonstrators shout.

No, don't! Wait! Wait! Wait!

A vehicle opens up.

Largo sighs.

-Move back! Get back behind the barriers.

-Largo, assassin! Largo, assassin!

-Assassin! -Step back.

Clear the street.

Stand back! -Where does the guard park?

-There! The gray float, there.

What do we do?

But what are we doing here?

A demonstrator shouts.

-Largo Winch, assassin! Largo Winch, assassin!

Largo Winch,

Assassin! Largo Winch, assassin!

Largo Winch, assassin!

Largo Winch, assassin! -Hey! Hey! Hey!

Guys!

Over there!

It's Largo Winch!

It's Largo Winch!

Breathless music

He fires into the air.

-Nobody move!

-Take cover! Mr. Winch, stop!

Don't be an asshole!

-What are you doing? What are you doing? You're crazy, we're going to die!

I'm telling you! What the hell are you doing?

Bonnie screams.

He grunts.

Bonnie groaned.

-Cars!

Bonnie coughs.

Damn kid...

She screams.

-Let me down here! I'm gonna puke.

Ah! Criss!

Ostia!

Bonnie screams.

OK, it's full intense!

I escape from the police station.

And guess with whom!

Check it out!

-Is this the moment?

Stop filming.

-I make you beautiful, I swear!

-Stop filming! -Criss!

Tabarnak, stop!

Scary music

Who's this guy?

What does he want from us?

Bonnie screams.

-Film it!

-Ah, Criss!

I missed it!

You saw it,

the rest of you?

Largo!

This four-wheeler just won't let go. Who is it?

-I don't know, he killed Hélène Tarrant.

-But no!

Did you hear that?

What are you doing?

Bonnie exclaims.

Rhythmic music

Y en a marre!

Couldn't you have warned me?

-Come on!

Battle groans

-Fuck!

-Where is my son?

Where is my son? -Go ahead. Let go.

The man laughs out loud.

Black music

Taser

Hélène,

I killed her for a reason. The choice is yours.

Jail or death.

-Do you know what you've just done?

-Saving your life!

-My only lead to Noom. -Wake up! He was going to kill you.

Police sirens

Guess with whom! Check it out!

His cell phone vibrates. -Is this it?

Are you alone?

-Mr. Winch. Are you well?

-Too many people on the slopes, but it's okay.

-You've been discreet!

-Mhm. -Who is this kid?

-My cellmate, I had no choice.

-Thanks to her, the world has seen you escape.

-Yeah, well...

Cochrane doesn't answer me.

Do you know why?

-Code 51, Ring a bell?

-Let me know. -It doesn't look good for you.

Beware!

-From Cochrane?

I'm looking for a Chinese company.

It starts with Lagoon, I've only got the beginning.

She's in Burma. Can you help me?

-Okay, I'll take care of it.

-Keep me posted, Chloe. Don't tell anyone.

-Take care of yourself.

-Checke it! Checke it!

Everyone's talking about my account. Can you believe it? A million dollars!

Hey! Everyone's is talking about our escape.

Menacing music

He sighs.

His cell phone vibrates.

-I'm sorry, I screwed up.

Yeah, I'm fine.

I was lucky.

What?

-If Largo Winch killed Wingpower, then who was chasing us earlier?

It's not logical, the guy, he confessed his crime, tabarnak!

Largo is innocent. I'm sure of it.

It's hard for me to tell you...

-No.

No, we stick to the plan.

First, I'm off to Bangkok.

You keep an eye on Winch.

I'll deal with him later.

Largo -Dwight, this is my 3rd message.

Call me back.

Thank you.

Beep Cochrane, what are you playing at?

Beep

Cochrane, I called 5 times.

Call me right back! He hangs up.

-Miss Riva, you're late. -I'm so sorry. I... I'm...

-No matter.

Tomorrow, this information must be everywhere.

-OK.

You can't.

Bonnie Tiger set the world on fire.

It restores Mr. Winch's reputation.

Now's not the time to let him go.

-Obey.

-No, she doesn't. She drops the file.

She leaves, slamming the door. Cochrane sighs.

Music of plenitude

-You'll break your neck.

-I'm not a kid here!

The man speaks Thai.

Please help me! I can't swim.

-Bonnie?

-So, is it good?

Bonnie -OK...

You're worth billions,

but you're spending your vacation in some godforsaken cabin.

What are you hiding, Largo?

Interwoven dialogues in Thai

Moving music

Tension music

-What are you doing here? -Relax, man. I just wanted to see her.

A rebel?

-Didn't you shoot anything?

-No, I know how to live!

-Who gave you permission to wear it? -I found it. I'm going out naked?

-Take that off right now!

Largo suffocates. -No, but wait. Sit down, Largo.

It's just an anxiety attack, OKAY?

Put your hands there.

He inhales painfully.

Complicit music

She exhales calmly.

He exhales painfully.

He sobs.

It's OK.

-I've never been able to protect those I love.

I'm no better than Nerio.

He sobs.

-What was he like?

Largo represses a laugh. -You know...

-Ah.

When I was in the orphanage,

one evening, I managed to steal my file.

There was just a photo of my mother.

She smiled.

Looking happy.

-So you kept it?

-I tore it to pieces.

We'll find Noom.

I promise.

His cell phone rings.

Fuck! Checke that.

-In finance, everyone knew

Group W in financial difficulties,

but not to the point to sack his boss,

ultimate rescue maneuver.

Dark music

-Did they screech you out? Can they do that?

-Code 51.

Yeah, Cochrane! I've known snakes. You...

I hope you're not involved with Noom's kidnapping.

Yeah, Cochrane! I've known snakes. You...

-Where will the the Groupe W disaster?

The bank's risky choices have put the Group...

Intriguing music

Employees swear in English.

-The financial authorities have taken the decision

to place Banque W under state supervision.

Bankruptcy will be official at the end of the week.

I... I doubt that Groupe W will survive.

-All because of your shitty bets.

-No, Dwight. It's okay, it's okay. You know very well that...

-Relax.

He said it was all his fault.

-You are?

-Write.

"I...

devoted my entire life

to Groupe W.

And I can no longer bear to witness its downfall.

I killed...

Rudy Gessner."

Cochrane stops writing.

Ah!

-It's...

Is this Emily? -Yes, this is Emily.

If you keep writing,

we won't hurt him. -OK.

-I killed...

Rudy Gessner, because he destroyed the W. Bank.

But Largo is responsible for everything else."

-Ah.

-How many people will have to die to die for him to recognize

and admits

his total incompetence?"

Cochrane sighs. OK. Sign.

Good.

-He won't let you destroy the group.

-He shouldn't have been fired, for that.

-No! No, no, no.

You've missed the point.

Code 51 is a special protocol to protect Largo,

in the event of fraudulent bankruptcy.

-All right, get up!

-You can't win.

Kidnapping Noom awakened Largo's true nature.

He'll be stalking you everywhere.

All the way to hell,

if need be.

Now we're the same.

Prey... for a predator.

We're just waiting for the coup de grâce.

Nothing more.

He shoots.

Dramatic music

-Largo?

Largo?

Bonnie grumbles.

Tension music

Taser discharge

She blows.

-And I was reluctant to take it!

-Burmese society,

is Lagoon Transfer.

I have the information.

-Who are you?

-Chloé works for me.

Thank you,

but you should have e-mailed it to me.

The two-bit punk who wants to be employee of the month!

Largo protests.

-I'll help you find Noom. You can't do it alone.

-He's not alone.

-The shell company was registered eight months ago by Kao Shen.

-What's that got to do with you? -You'll know, if I can finish.

It offers illicit services

in collusion with the Burmese army. Concealment, racketeering, expropriation...

kidnapping.

-Where do I find this Kao Shen?

-He runs a mine operated by China,

protected by the Burmese junta.

Music of revelation

We leave in half an hour.

-Mhm!

-Is there a problem?

-Er...

I'm so sorry.

-What's going on?

-Are they publishing his farewell?

These osties! Tabarnak...

-The Bois-Rouge killer has done it again.

Noom said, "How many dead?"

He's the one who killed Cochrane and Gessner.

-How did he survive his fall?

Captivating music

-Wait!

Listen to me, you bastard!

These people poisoned with ammonium nitrate!

-I know who the killer is. -Think of this health scandal.

-I was 17 at the time. -Mr. Winch!

Mr. Winch. Tony Burntwood.

I work for you.

Listen to me for a minute!

Please!

It made me totally insensitive to pain.

It destroys

my nervous system and my body.

My son, Ezio,

inherited

of this disease. He needs treatment.

-No pain?

It's a blessing.

-No! You listen to me, you son of a bitch!

He sneers.

Fireworks

Nerio -Largo!

No !

-Dad?

Daddy? Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!

Tragic music

Ezio bursts into tears.

Ezio roars.

We bark orders in Thai.

-How are you?

-Over there,

is Kao Shen HQ.

-He's fucking paranoid, Kao Shen. -He's hiding something.

-Yeah. Or he's hiding.

We close the gate.

We give orders in Thai.

Moving music

Heady music

A guard speaks Thai.

We speak Thai.

-Hey!

A blast erupts.

The child coughs.

Are you serious right now?

A miner coughs.

It's okay, it's okay. It's gonna be all right.

Her breathing is shallow.

-It's not nice to spy. -Oh... You scared me!

You're an idiot!

He laughs.

-Stop it! Stop it! I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Complicit music

-He knows who you are.

He inhales thoughtfully.

-But not you?

-That's good. -No, it isn't.

-In this case, we continue.

Chloé hesitates.

-I've had enough, Ezio.

Let's take Kao Shen's money.

We're off.

-Come here.

I know it's hard. -Yeah, it is.

-But we're almost there.

Huh? -Mhm.

-We're almost there.

-It's too much for me.

The Winch empire is destroyed, we've won.

Why eliminate Largo?

-What?

-You kidnapped his son, Ezio.

-That's enough. -Largo is dead.

Believe me.

You killed him, by taking his child.

-Your job,

is to make sure Winch meets Kao Shen.

That's all I ask.

I'll take care of the rest.

Chloé moans.

Do you understand me? -I understand.

-Right? -Yes.

Menacing music

-Go ahead.

The little girl coughs. -She'll be fine, don't worry.

Okay, Bonnie...

Stay here and look after her. I will.

-I don't know anything and I still have to shoot.

-Bonnie! I go on alone.

Is that clear?

The little girl coughs.

A guard speaks Thai in the distance.

-Where are you going?

Mysterious music

-Mr. Winch!

Look, I've been able to connect to the surveillance system.

It's crawling with military.

On this one...

Here, look at the teenager.

-You sound like Noom.

Thank you.

-Just a moment.

Don't go.

It's probably a trap.

She sighs.

Breathless music

-Well done.

-Ezio.

Don't kill it.

-Fucking fat cunt!

She spits.

Silent shot

-It's all nonsense.

No supplier

Groupe W doesn't buy here.

-Reread carefully.

That's the way it is,

their subcontractors order from me.

Can you smell the shit you're swimming in?

-Free Noom and I'll spare you.

He sneers.

A guard laughs.

Action music

Where's the young sweeper?

-You won't kill me.

I know you do.

-It's true, I'm not a killer.

Kao Shen screams.

Nor a surgeon. Is it an artery?

Where is it?

Noom?

Noom?

Ominous music

-Your son is dead.

Drowned in the river.

Here we go.

Come on.

Come on.

Hey!

The hard drive in the boot?

Put it on the desk.

Ezio fires two shots.

-Your son would still be alive,

if you hadn't played the hero.

And there you have it.

All transactions from Wingpower,

converted into crypto.

The only proof

detour.

And this one...

It looks perfectly authentic.

Your signature on all the files.

Finding this

next to your corpse, the whole thing will be over.

Machiavellian music

And my father will finally be avenged.

-Your father is dead

by accident.

-Noom also died by accident.

Horn

Foghorn

Largo screams.

I fucking love it!

Scary music

The famous Largo Winch. So disappointing!

Sure your son

would be ashamed.

Action music

-You're kidding. I'm tasing you again. Do you hear me?

Come on.

-How many dead?

-Look at me.

Are you scared?

Huh? Huh? Huh? Come on, look at me!

Now you know how my father felt.

You stole my life.

You made me a monster.

Moving music

Come on, get up.

I've been waiting I've been waiting for this.

Dark music

Shots fired

-Let go of my brother.

Foghorn

-Bonnie, are you okay? -Shut your mouth.

The pulley pulls it along.

Release him! Let him go, nobody dies.

-Kill them!

What are you waiting for?

Kill them!

Chloé shoots in the air.

-No!

She knocks herself out.

"A Dead Bird for God Elise Tilloloy

Hang on, Bonnie! Hang on, I'm coming!

No !

-What have you done

To fall so hard?

Bonnie screams.

Was I all wrong?

Follow my heart

I can't believe it I can't believe it

I can't believe

My heart is wrong

-Bonnie!

A dead bird for God

Angels are gone

Leaving my pain

-OK.

Come on, Bonnie!

Come on!

Come back, Bonnie!

Come back! Come back!

Bonnie!

Bonnie!

-Largo!

-Okay, come on. Come on, spit it out.

Bonnie coughs.

OK... OK!

Spit it out!

Bonnie coughs violently.

Come on, you're here. You're here, you're here.

Tragic music

Intriguing music

Grandiose music

-Tabarnak!

Largo -So, how did you get on?

Bonnie -Yes.

I don't know what to say.

-That's the minimum,

for the most influential on the planet.

She sighs.

How many subscribers are there? -11 million here.

-11 million? -Then... I haven't got it out yet.

Information on the Kao Shen mine, subcontractors...

the scandalous extraction of cobalt

for the Noom Challenger.

-The Malunaï Foundation guarantees your independence

and my name doesn't appear.

Knock yourself out.

-Why are you doing this?

-Because I...

I tried to set an example.

But apparently, Group W is still a long way off.

Maybe you can help me.

To get there.

Touching music

-I understand why... you're so attached to this group.

This is your only link with Nerio.

You may hate him, but...

Deep down, we'll always be orphans.

We need to know where we come from.

She sighs.

If I continue

to throw out there,

you'll pick it up. I don't... I don't want to hurt you.

-Nothing can hurt me anymore, today.

Well, you've got work to do.

-Largo?

-Mhm?

-Thank you.

The children sing a nursery rhyme.

Tinkling

-I've been looking everywhere for you.

My son.

Heartbreaking music

-Are you coming?

Largo -Noom?

Noom sighs.

Peaceful music

The children laugh.

"Broken Mirror, Shaka Shams, Shy Forever, M. Masset-Depasse

Theme music