RIFIFI
Two for me.
Paolo.
50.
- Two. - All in.
- Pass.
That's all I have left.
Full house to aces.
Paulo...
Lend me 20 grand.
Impossible, Tony. You know well that...
OK, I'll have someone bring me some cash.
Who's trying to hang me up in the wardrobe?
Hey, mister. Watch the crease!
Tonio, leave your father alone!
You're really spoiling him, Jo.
Hello? Yes, he's here.
It's Tony.
Yes?
That's enough, Tonio!
No, not you! Your godson is squashing my toes.
Of course.
I'll be right over.
- And me? - We don't bet with promises here.
No dough, no cards.
Three.
- The blue one. - Two for me.
Hi, Jo. So you're the backup.
Someone has to be.
Are you waiting for me?
Yeah. See how much we trust you.
But you all know him. It's Tony le Stéphanois!
Tony or no Tony, only one thing counts...
- Hard cash. - I'm In.
Forget about these jerks.
Well, then...
- That's not very polite. - Does it bug you?
Relax, he's a fledgling.
Come on, let's go.
- Hello, Suzanne. - Hello, Tony.
Poor Tony. He's not a pretty sight.
Five years in the can leaves a mark on a man.
Playing poker all night in a smoke-filled room is all you need!
What are you waiting for? Go and get some country air in you.
Do you see me out in the sticks, wearing clogs?
- Tony?! - Bit late for that now.
We'll talk about it tonight at the house over a bite.
Louise won't stop hounding me about your damned health.
OK, doc'. Drop me off at my place. I'm beat.
There's something I want to show you first.
- What'll you have? - A coffee.
- Three coffees. - Three?
Mario should be here.
- Thanks. - Shut up! Thanks for what?
If you'd squealed five years ago, you'd be the one slipping me the dough.
And I'd be the one thanking you.
You took all the rap 'cause I was just a kid back then.
Tony, I hear Mado's back.
Are you sure?
- I've waited five years for this. - Where is she?
I don't know, but we'll find her.
Thanks, waiter!
You make me feel young again.
- Good, we need some young blood. - Yeah? Tell all.
So?
Have you not had it with these cheap poker games?
Tell all, I said.
Webb? Are you crazy?! Why not the Bank of France?
There was a time when you'd jump at it.
- That was then. - Tony...
There are more alarms there than in a fire station.
We don't have to go in.
The three rocks in the window alone are worth around 30 million.
Remember the Bond Street job in London?
I remember. They cut out the glass in broad daylight.
- And cleaned up in 17 seconds. - Piece of cake.
We've clocked it at least 20 times.
We go for it at 1:06. The street's pretty quiet at that time.
You're parked over there.
The lights at the crossroad turn red. The traffic stops.
You pull up. We get on it, then split.
When the light turns green, we drive off with the rocks.
- Right, got to be young for this. - You in then?
Sorry, guys. I don't run that fast any more.
- Wind it up. - Again?
Come here. It's you I'm going to wind up.
The cry of the penguin...
- Bedtime. - Tonio!
It's time for penguin's beddy-byes.
Goodnight, son.
Go on, little devil, off to bed with you.
How's it going, Mario?
Thanks for the penguin, Uncle Tony.
What? OK, I'll see.
I was spot on with that penguin.
Ever heard of L'Age d'Or in Montmartre?
Why?
That's where Mado works. She takes care of the broads.
She's shacked up with the boss, Pierre Grutter. Know him?
Vaguely. His kid brother is a junkie, I think.
Yeah, he's completely hooked.
They say Grutter is a bit too friendly with the cops.
Say goodnight to Louise for me. I'm off to bed.
Don't go there alone. They're tough customers.
- Did you hear what I said? - I'm not deaf.
The show is about to begin!
Beautiful girls inside!
Come this way. See the photos. You'll love it inside. Come in, this way.
Cloakroom, sir?
This isn't finished yet!
It's not like your wallet's been stung.
Oh, OK. Go on, then.
That's a good one, "your wallet's been stung"!
Beat it, sucker!
- Come off it. - Scram!
Do as he says.
- The bill! - I'll get it.
Coming, Mado?
Tony, I thought you were still...
As you can see, they let me out.
For good behaviour.
Go on in.
Have a seat.
Not that fancy, huh? When a man is on his own...
Nothing like our old place. You fixed it up good.
How much did you flog it for while I was inside?
You never had a head for figures, did you?
I got busted in May.
In June you were in Cannes with some gigolo.
- You didn't waste your time. - I thought I loved him.
- Oh, stop. You're making me cry. - It's true, Tony.
And now you're with a certain Pierre Grutter.
I'm not asking you to excuse me.
Jo was on my tail. He could've got nasty.
I knew, so I took off. I met Grutter in Morocco.
It was him or someone else.
That's a pretty rock.
- Was he the one...? - No. I earned it.
- You always did manage. - Do what you want.
I want to help you.
Is that so? No kidding?!
Put the rock on the table.
The bracelet.
Great.
Now the coat.
Come over here.
The rest too.
All of it.
Believe me, Tony. I never forgot you.
Please, Tony!
Get dressed.
- Get out of here! - Let me get dressed!
Get out!
Hello, Jo? Yes, it's Tony.
Meet me at Mario's straight away.
I'm interested in the job after all.
A man's got to live.
[ Italian ] Holy Mother of God!
Not so hard.
Easy does it!
[ Italian ] ♪ Oh, what a joy... ♪
Hi, Ida. Are you taking a bath?
Not me. It's Mario.
Not heard of knocking? Have some decency!
Tony's thought it over and he's in.
No kidding. Is he really?
[ Italian ] This is a cause for celebration!
It's party time! Bravo!
- Pure genius! - Mario, my carpet!
Go to bed, darling. We have to talk.
Go on. Make my side warm.
- Goodnight. - Goodnight.
[ Italian ] My darling!
Don't get too excited. There are conditions.
None of these. The cops are sharp. It's too risky.
Get caught with a weapon and you'll be banged up for life.
I was better off in my bubbles. Maybe I should go back.
- Maybe. - Is he in or what?
Not the way you see it. For me, the rocks in the window are chicken feed.
We've got to go for the real thing. The jackpot. The safe!
[ Italian ] Holy Mother of God!
Of course, it's going to need meticulous preparation -
knocking their alarms out,
and, most importantly, we need a safe-cracker.
Have you ever heard of César le Milanais before?
What's the wait for Milan, please?
He'll do it for a job with you.
They say there's not a safe that can resist César,
nor a woman that César can resist.
Hello, yes? How long? Great! Straight away.
Get me 868-861. Thank you.
But first we make sure we can fence the goods in.
I know just the guy for it, Teddy Levantin in London.
- Oh, yeah. - I'm sure he'll be up for it.
You have a spare passport. Go and see him.
- Book a flight the day before. - OK.
[ Italian ] Hello? César! Yes. Mario? Oh, César.
[ Italian ] I've got a great job.
[ Italian ] Yes, for you. Right up your street.
[ Italian ] With a friend of mine. He's the best.
[ Italian ] Yes. Can you come right now?
[ Italian ] Great! I'll be at the airport.
- Who lives upstairs? - Webb. He's always there.
Except weekends. He goes hunting every Saturday.
Jo, we're going to test your memory.
As we walk down the street describe each shop to me.
- Without looking up, OK? - OK.
I can do it with my eyes closed.
- And César? - [ Italian ] Oh, God!
Ferrugia, pricey custom-made boots for the missus.
- When's it open? - Late.
Tecla, cultured pearls, costume jewellery. Opens at 10:00.
Florist. The salesgirl has the biggest knockers in Paris.
Careful. It opens at 6:00 am, or even earlier.
So we've got to be done no later than 5:00 am
Right.
Here we've got Henri Maupiou, silks for evening dresses.
With branches in London and New York for emergency repairs.
Swell.
- Want to do the other side? - No, I trust you.
We just need to see how things look by night.
OK, tonight?
Tonight...
- I went to L'Age d'Or last night. - Did you see her?
- I took her to my place. - What about Grutter?
He wasn't there. He won't have to look for me. I'm going back tonight.
- You're crazy! - Think I'm just going to hide?
I'm coming with you then.
I don't need friends to settle my lady matters.
- Tony! - Keep out of it!
This is my business. I'll handle Grutter myself.
Pierre, please!
I've had it with your big shot act. You'll get what's coming to you one day.
Look at yourself, you little punk.
Stay a junkie and you'll end up in the madhouse.
Pierre, please!
- Just give me a bit... - Put that down.
Just a little bit.
When I feel like it.
Got it? We all just happened to be here.
[ Italian ] - Did you understand? - Isn't she pretty?
[ Italian ] Yes, she is. Did you understand?
- Hello, you. - Hello, kid.
Sit your butt down.
Champagne. What do they call you?
Maximilien.
Hey, Jo!
Viviane!
♪ I've met a guy who knows what's what He's not the type to bust a gut
♪ He has plenty of philosophy Just he's too hung up on "rififi"
♪ If any another guy gives me a nod Straight off he'll go for his rod
♪ A tip of his hat and yes, siree! Now it's time for some "rififi"
♪ I try and step in, but he doesn't give a damn
♪ He shows me the door and says, "Scram!"
♪ But when he comes back his crafty little smile
♪ Says I'll be in for some "rififi" in a while
♪ It seems like you just don't have a clue
♪ As if no one ever told you
♪ About "rififi"
♪ It's not a word used normally
♪ Not one you'll find in a dictionary
♪ "Rififi"
♪ It's the word on the street For tough guys it's no mean feat
♪ "Rififi"...
[ Italian ] Gorgeous, really!
♪ Don't dwell on it, it's not so bizarre It's simply just a fracas
♪ "Rififi"
♪ When I'm done with work at the end of the week
♪ He takes me out to see a flick
♪ But he doesn't care what we see So long as it's got some "rififi"
♪ In love, he can be kind of rough
♪ He doesn't go in for that sentimental stuff
♪ A chick, he tells me, Gets her kicks with "rififi"
♪ When he really lets himself go He'll get rough with me, just for show
♪ But when I'm by his side I'm nothing, I ain't got no pride
♪ In paradise is where I want to be And then I'll get my "rififi"
♪ It seems like you just don't have a clue
♪ As if no one ever told you
♪ About "rififi"
♪ It's not a word used normally
♪ Not one you'll find in a dictionary
♪ "Rififi"
♪ It's the word on the street For tough guys it's no mean feat
♪ "Rififi"
♪ Don't dwell on it, it's not so bizarre It's simply just a fracas
♪ "Rififi" ♪
Champagne, sir?
[ Italian ] - Beautiful! - César!
- What are you doing here? - What a surprise!
Perfect timing. This is César... Le Stéphanois.
[ Italian ] Pleased to meet you.
So this is your César. Did you cut him out of a catalogue?
[ Italian ] He says you look like a model.
[ Italian ] Really?
[ Italian ] Tell him he looks like a tramp.
He says you look like a tramp.
- Nice to meet you. - Why did you bring him here?
He insisted. He says the more we band together, the better all round.
A Saint Bernard.
Ciao, Viviane. So you quit Le Rêve Bleu?
- Yes, three weeks ago. - M. César...
He doesn't speak French.
Miss, but I "[ Italian ] understand everything."
Hey...! You don't recognise me?
- Should I? - Tony le Stéphanois.
You got nothing to say to me?
I thought you were still doing time at Clairvaux.
Congrats on getting out. I know Mado was your girl.
Now she's with me. That's life. That's just the way it is.
Stay away from me, I'll stay away from you.
Got it?
I don't believe it. Mado didn't tell him anything!
She didn't have to. It's written all over her back.
Hey, Maximilien. I'm running on empty.
Head back to the garage. By the way...
- Do you know Mado? - Sure.
- Where is she? - She said she was going away.
- When? - Last night.
She left then called Viviane.
- Is that all? - That's all.
Go and find a guy your own age.
- Well? - I'll tell you later. What about César?
Thank you, sir... Thank you?!
Don't sweat, kid. He just learnt that some women have guts.
Interesting proposition. Can certainly handle in London. Teddy Levantin.
Florist delivery 5:50 am
- All good? - Just about.
"Sure-Alarm".
What does it say?
This will be no pushover. It's the latest model.
It's getting harder to make a living.
- [ Italian ] Hello? - After you!
Turn it on.
"Severing any wire will result in a power cut
"and will activate the alarm system."
OK, so now we know.
Hook it up.
- Ready? - Yes.
Shit.
The bastards. They've thought of everything.
They may be clever, but not clever enough.
No! Contact.
You ain't seen nothin" yet.
This little box...
This is our deadly enemy -
in every door, every window.
"Any vibration in a wall or a floor
"will cause a momentary power cut
"which will activate the alarm by means of a relay system."
A relay system.
Vibrations... And the hammer?
Depends on the touch.
A little harder.
There's still some leeway.
Once more.
- You'll have to get the hang of it. - Go easy.
We'll need at least two hours for the ceiling.
And count on three hours in the shop, easily.
We won't even be able to breathe down there
unless we silence this piece of shit.
That's why we're here.
Let's see...
That too.
The alarm system is both battery and circuit operated.
If the battery runs down...
♪ Morning bells are ringing Ding dang dong! Ding dang... ♪
[ Italian ] There she is!
But when the box is closed... Through here?
Why don't we just pour hot wax in with a funnel?
Why not use spaghetti?
[ Italian ] With parmesan!
[ Italian ] ♪ Oh, what a joy
♪ A sunny day is
♪ A clean blue sky
♪ After the storm
♪ Oh, what a joy... ♪
Out of the way!
All set, guys!
No!
[ Italian ] ♪ Oh, what a joy
♪ A sunny day is
♪ A clean blue sky
♪ After the storm ♪
Excuse me, I heard singing. Hello, there!
- [ Italian ] Hello! - Who wants coffee?
No one. Go back to bed, darling.
- Are you all right? - Yes. As happy as a sandboy.
Run along.
So, Tony...
Never in my godforsaken life... 200 million, at least.
Even with Levantin's cut, it was well worth it.
Now Ida and I can try out beds in the chicest of hotels.
- How about you? - [ Italian ] Me?
[ Italian ] Four sisters.
[ Italian ] Nice girls, but they're no stunners.
- Are you going to buy them husbands? - [ Italian ] Exactly.
- Hey, Jo? - My kid.
[ Italian ] I see.
[ Italian ] And you? What do you fancy?
What do I want?
Don't know.
Let's not start spending it all at once.
We haven't sold the diamonds yet. There could still be a hitch.
And the cops will be hot on our heels.
We're not out of the woods just yet.
- Still have your stash? - Yes.
We'll keep the goods here.
Jo, your flight takes off in an hour.
You look dreadful. Louise can take care of you while I'm gone.
You sleep here at Mario's. No fancy hotels.
And don't go running around Montmartre. [ Italian ] Did you understand, Casanova?
[ Italian ] I understand! Eh, Jo?
Did you hear what I told your paisano?
Yes, no problem.
Read all about it! 240 million! Biggest take since the Sabine women!
London on the line. Booth 3.
Hello.
- Hello, Jo. How's it going? - They drive a hard bargain.
But we've clinched it. I'll be home early tomorrow morning.
Great. Listen, remember that elastic clown Jimmy got in London?
Yeah, the one that you flick and it bounces back.
Get me one for your kid. He'll like that.
Sure. Bye-bye, darling!
It's so beautiful.
How sweet of you.
I can say this since you don't understand.
I know it's a fake.
Mado! Where were you? Pierre sent Rémy out to find you.
I'll explain later. Please don't tell him that I'm here.
OK, as you wish.
I understand. Goodnight, Inspector.
What did he want?
They're offering 10 million for information on the jewellery job.
- So they haven't got any leads. - Let's play the game.
You've got a visitor over there.
Hi.
So, your trip... Tell me about it.
Hello, Pierre.
Did you fall over?
How did you get this?
Answer me. Who did it?
Pierre, I can't stay with you.
You can't hold on to me.
You can't.
I guess you don't know that Tony le Stéphanois is back.
Rémy.
One...
Two...
Rémy, I want you to take out Tony le Stéphanois. He's in my way.
- He doesn't weigh much. - Get going, Rémy.
Hold on a minute! Shut the door.
Look at this!
Nice ring. Where did you get it?
Some crazy Italian gave it to Viviane.
All this fuss over some cheap stone!
- How did you meet this guy? - Through his mate, Mario.
- Which Mario? - Some hood.
You must know him. Remember, Ida's man.
The ex- Le Rêve Bleu dancer!
Mario Ferrati. He works with Tony le Stéphanois.
I'm on in five minutes and my Italian is waiting in my dressing room.
He can wait. You're staying put.
- Let's go. - My ring!
Relax. It's a fake.
- A fake that's worth a million. - No kidding!
This changes everything. We need Tony alive.
It all adds up. The Italian's got the hots for Viviane. He's Mario's mate.
Mario's in with Tony, who's just done five years... for a jewel heist!
The Webb job this morning, and tonight the safe heist!
I tell you, it all adds up.
Your inspector came just at the right time.
It's like being brought 10 million on a plate.
What did the papers say? 240 million, right?
Go and get him.
What are you going to do?
Practise my Italian.
No. This way, Spaghetti!
[ Italian ] This is from Webb's all right.
Not a sound, or else...!
The ice, and fast!
What ice...?
Don't play games! I know you've got it stashed here somewhere.
I don't know what this tripe is about.
You don't?
Your mate César thinks you do.
And what's he got to do with this?
You don't know where they are?
In that case...
Le Stéphanois...
Maybe he knows.
Le Stéphanois? Who's he?
Call him and tell him to get over here.
I don't remember his number.
Hurry up, you piece of trash!
Is it coming back to you now?
- No. - My turn, then!
I'll call him!
Ida, don't do it!
They'll kill him! You know Tony, he'll never talk!
They'll kill him... Don't do it!
Please don't do it, Ida!
It's me, Ida.
You've got to come over here right now.
Don't come, Tony! The Grutters are here for the rocks!
Mario!
Idiots! Let's get the hell out of here.
- How did you find me? - Forget it.
- I don't want to see you. - So I figured.
Just tell me where I can find Grutter.
Listen, Mado. I know you've left Grutter.
I also know you didn't tell him about that night.
Perhaps we can wipe the slate clean.
Never!
I need to get to Grutter. He did my friends in.
So what?! You're all going to die, one by one!
Your whole rotten gang.
I get it.
Goodbye, Mado.
Grutter!
Are you alone?
[ Italian ] Did you understand?
[ Italian ] Yes, I'm alone.
[ Italian ] How's Mario?
- Not now. - [ Italian ] Please, tell me.
[ Italian ] How's Mario?
He's dead.
[ Italian ] Forgive me.
It was you.
You grassed on him.
[ Italian ] Forgive me. I was afraid.
I liked you. I really liked you, Macaroni.
But you know the rules.
[ Italian ] The rules.
Police?
You'll find two bodies at 40 rue Fontaine au But...
...at Mario Ferrati's house.
Hello, Inspector.
Can I ask why you're attending Mario Ferrati's funeral?
It was just an idea.
With all these police, is there a hood crazy enough to show his face?
I doubt it.
There's the procession.
Flowers, without cards or names.
Not a soul behind the hearse. I came just out of principle.
Don't make a move if you care about the kid!
Hold your balloon tight. See what happens if you don't.
You got it?
Tell Jo. It's the kid or the stones, and to wait for our call.
And not a word to the cops.
Tonio!
Isn't Mummy coming?
Later.
Jo!
So, tough guys, are you playing war?
Where's my kid, you thug?
Where's my kid?
- Louise! - Let me call the police.
They'll do something. Please, Jo!
- Calm down! - Let me, Jo.
You know if you call the cops I won't be able to do anything.
Be patient.
They'll call soon.
- Hello, Madame. - This way.
- How's it going, Tony? - In here.
It's all there.
120 million, as agreed.
That's funny!
Your work is finished. Ours is just starting.
The rocks will have to be recut. There'll be a loss.
But that's how business goes.
It's cool.
OK, I'll be off then.
Bye-bye, Tony.
I'll turn this town right over till I find them.
You stay right here. I'll call every 20 minutes.
Tony, if they call I'll have to hand it over to them.
Out of the question!
I meant my share.
Not your share, not anyone's!
- It's mine, isn't it? - Don't be a fool, Jo!
You won't get the kid in exchange for your dough.
The longer they have to wait, the better the kid's chances.
They'll kill him otherwise.
- A kid's a witness. He'll remember. - He's only five.
At five, you've got eyes and ears. And a tongue.
Take my word for it.
The only chance of getting the boy back... is this.
The only chance.
You may be right.
Look after Louise. It must be tough on her.
I'll send Frédo's wife over to help take care of her.
See you tomorrow.
The bastards!
This kind of thing doesn't happen here.
You just need to say the word and all the guys are behind you.
We can't risk the cops getting wind of this.
So what?
On the quiet, I'll do the rounds of friends I can count on.
In case they hear anything, I told them to call here. I'll keep in touch.
OK.
Why are you looking at me like that? He's my kid, too!
Why do you blame me?
I'm not blaming you.
There's something I've always wanted to tell you.
There are kids...
Loads of kids who've grown up in poverty, like you.
How did it happen...?
What difference was there between them and you,
that you became a hood, a tough guy...
...and not them?
You know what I think, Jo? They're the tough guys.
No, Tony. Still nothing.
Nothing? How's Jo?
He's thrilled.
Frédo told me about the kid. It's terrible. If I can help In any way...
Tell me where Grutter and his boys are hiding.
I think I know. He's building a villa near Saint-Rémy-les-Chevreuse.
A guy goes out there all the time, Charlie, the dope dealer.
Do you know where to find him?
- Yes. - Let's go.
- Yes, Tony. - The kid's OK. You got the rocks?
We flogged them. We're waiting for the dough.
- When? - Any minute now.
I'll call one more time and it will be the last.
- Over there, in the dry cleaner's... - I'll go.
No, let me go. The guy knows me. Have you got any money?
Jo? I'm getting warm.
Pierre just called. I told him the money is coming and asked him to wait.
But the bastard means business. I can't take any more of this!
This is no time to start losing your head. We'll get them.
But what about the kid, Tony?!
Hold on, Jo! I'll call you back in a few minutes.
I'll be waiting by the phone.
I want to see Charlie.
But I don't know if he...
Mado, come in!
- How's Pierre? - Fine.
- Coffee? - No, I'm in a bit of a rush.
It's for Rémy. He's dying for more dope.
You need to take some to him at the villa.
Oh, him? My car has broken down.
I'd have to take the metro. It's pretty far.
- You can go yourself. - I can't. Pierre's waiting.
- Why always me? - Be nice.
- What about my car? - He's a good customer.
I'll go.
- And quick. - Give me a chance!
- Could I make a phone call? - Sorry, it's just an internal line.
- What are you doing here? - I've got Rémy's stuff.
- The gear? Did Pierre send you? - No, Mado.
- What's so strange about that? - Nothing.
- Mado paid already. - OK, then. Bye.
- Bye. - Thanks.
- Tonio! - Uncle Tony!
Isn't it a funny looking house?
- Mummy's not here? - We're going to meet her.
Go and get into the nice car.
- Aren't you coming? - Yes, I am.
If you're a good boy I'll let you drive.
On your feet, punk.
Get up, you bastard.
I want you to see what's going on.
Come on, Uncle Tony! Aboard!
- Let me drive, Uncle Tony! - Later.
No, don't hang up. I just received the money.
You know Saint-Rémy-les-Chevreuse?
It's about 200 metres from the station.
Take a left until you reach a house under construction.
You can't miss it. I'll give you 40 minutes.
But make sure you come alone and unarmed.
What is it, Jo?
- Madame. - Hello, sir.
- One telephone token, please. - The phone's just there.
I'm hungry, Uncle Tony.
Wait till we get home. I'm calling Mummy.
Tonio.
- Say hello to Daddy. - Hello, Daddy!
I'm fine. Has Daddy gone out?
- Where is he, Uncle Tony? - Where's Jo?
Yes, Tonio's with me. For God's sake, where's Jo?
Louise! I don't know. Someone called and he ran out with a suitcase.
- Can you make the boy a sandwich? - Of course, sir.
- Where are you going? - I'll be right back.
- I'm leaving him in your care. - Go right ahead.
- So what would you like, little man? - A big, big, sandwich!
Louis... What happened?
Le Stéphanois...
What's the worry? You've got the kid.
- Is it all there? - Come here.
Let's see it.
- The kid first. - OK. Come in.
Come up.
- Where's the kid? - Tony le Stéphanois pulled a fast one.
He took him.
Sir, your change!
I'm cold, Uncle Tony!
Put this coat on.
Look at those trees!
THE END
( Translation: Arrow Video )