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Come on, Grandma, it's time for dinner.
- Already? - What would the doctor say?
He'd say that, at my age, it's always time for me to go.
Grandma, don't talk nonsense.
Wait.
Wait a second.
Let's watch the dusk fall.
It's over.
It's night already.
Until tomorrow. Let's go.
- We had a nice day! - If you say so.
Madam...
Quick, get over here.
She needs oxygen.
OK, come over here.
Come on.
It's gonna be OK.
Good morning.
Good morning, Prosecutor.
What are you doing here?
These buildings belong to my family.
I see.
It's a nasty business.
The fire started in one place,
but I'm afraid it could be arson.
They've found traces of accelerant in the cellar.
- So? - We found two bodies upstairs.
- Dead? - Yes.
You're coming to take a look.
Handicapped.
She had no chance of getting out.
Her grandson did what he could.
He tried to reach that door over there.
He suffocated. He didn't make it
Do you understand?
- Don't cry, Tina... - What have we done?
Come on, Tina...
Go now, Tina.
This was no accident.
Wasn't it?
No. And people died.
Whoever did this...
will pay with their life.
I'm counting on you, Sandra.
Did you hear about last night?
No, what happened?
There was a fire in the harbour building.
- Is there much damage? - This wasn't an accident.
Hurry up. I'll be waiting.
I'm on my way.
Did you hear about the fire?
Yes on the fire brigade radio,
but I didn't make the connection.
Let's go.
Jean-Mi, I have something to ask you.
Was is it?
It's about my cousin.
He's been in jail for a few months, awaiting trial.
The date for the hearing has been set
- for the next session. - What for?
Murder.
He's accused of stabbing a guy.
My cousin says he's innocent...
There's a witness.
- And they'll testify. - Exactly.
Did you try to make them see sense?
Sure, nothing doing. We torched his car twice,
we threw a Molotov cocktail at his place of business.
He's stubborn.
- Do you know his name? - Yes.
His name's Driss.
Driss Kébir.
- Driss Kébir. - Yes.
He runs a petrol station on the road to Calvi.
Look at him, over there.
Gilbert Santi, you're deputy mayor,
in charge of urban planning,
you have some experience as a developer and estate agent...
I can only convey the pain and anger I feel
when faced with these deaths.
The people responsible,
the careless owners who let their properties fall apart...
What is he saying?
They will be prosecuted.
I will not rest until these unscrupulous owners,
those with no regard for human life...
Those what, Santi?
Not so long ago, you did as François wanted.
Don't act big.
Why so brave all of a sudden?
The Paolis are dead and buried.
You and your bitch of a...
Mattei.
CHEZ ORSO-CAMPANA ESTABLISHED IN 1880.
Hello.
Don't bother.
I don't mix business with pleasure.
Don't forget you're here to do what I want.
You're at my beck and call.
That's what you're paid for.
Anything I want.
And I forbid you to speak to me
unless you're spoken to. Is that clear?
I have to go to school now.
You're our chauffeur, too.
So take the princess to school.
- Got a cigarette? - No, I don't smoke.
What else don't you do?
Hey, how are you?
- I'm good, and you? - All good.
What's he doing?
Hold on, I'll be right back.
What a loser.
That bastard is sleeping with my mother.
How do you know?
I saw them.
- Let's have a cigarette. - You've got some?
Of course.
Hey.
Sorry to bother you.
If you're trying to chat me up, forget it.
No, it's just...
My friend needs a light.
Carmen!
Shit! Come on!
... You have some experience as a developer and estate agent...
So, according to you, I'm pulling the strings?
- You really got him there! - Yeah.
When faced with these deaths...
The people responsible,
the careless owners
who let their properties fall apart...
What are we doing about Driss Kébir?
Driss Kébir?
The guy with the petrol station.
The witness in Mattei's cousin's murder case.
- I don't like it. - Me neither.
But Mattei was there
when we cleaned up the mobile home.
He's always there.
He knows I can count on him.
This is the first time...
This is the first time I have someone's fate in my hands.
I can change their destiny, just like that.
Miss Paoli?
Good morning, my name is Claudio Carmino.
We don't know each other, but I'd like to meet you.
We haven't been introduced, but I know you.
You do?
You're the man behind Gilbert Santi.
I was expecting your call.
Impressive!
- Since when? - Since I heard about the fire.
When do you want to meet?
Now if possible.
Very well. I'll see you at the property office.
Sandra Paoli to see Gilbert Santi.
Mr. Santi only sees people by appointment. You are?
Sophie, leave us.
Please, sit down.
Excuse me.
The luxury hotel our town has been crying out for.
Five-star, swimming pool, 600 rooms,
squash court, water therapy, international conference centre...
Marina. Direct access to the beach.
And to top it all off,
the Casino this part of Corsica lacks.
That's why you set fire to our building?
For that?
It will create local jobs.
Miss Paoli.
Hello, I'd like a word with you.
Would you be kind enough to follow me?
It still hurts, I hope.
Listen to me.
Give us any trouble, you go over the balcony, OK?
You understand?
No need to shout. You're like my father.
Get your mobile.
Why?
To call your mother.
- Why should I? - Hurry up!
To tell her the good news. You've been kidnapped!
OK, calm down. I'll do it.
Just...
- How should I tell her? - Call your mother!
If she leaves this place, you're dead!
Don't worry. Trust us. It's cool.
It's fine!
Yes?
What?
What are you talking about?
Carmen?
Santoni!
Yes?
No, she's not with me.
Are you sure?
I'll call you back.
You dropped Carmen at school, right?
Yes, I saw her go in. Why?
Because she's not there.
What do you want, Carmino?
Poor Santi. He doesn't have a life anymore.
He's never had a life.
Santi was François Paoli's puppet.
Now, Paoli is dead,
so Santi is the puppet of a dead man.
You know...
Paoli, with his many appointments, was in the public eye too much.
Making it unlikely he'd reach old age.
Now, Santi,
is the puppet of a large international group.
What do you want, Carmino?
A few square meters of property.
Old buildings earmarked for demolition.
For some reason, and despite some interesting offers...
he always refused to sell up.
You're crazy.
Well...
I was hoping to find a more sympathetic ear.
Someone more realistic.
Carmen has been kidnapped.
What?
- Give back the kid! - Where is she?
I have nothing to do with this!
- Where is she? - Jean-Michel...
You're in luck.
Whether she comes back or not,
you're a dead man.
Hey, Driss.
What are you up to?
- How are you? - I'm fine.
- What's that? 185x60? - Yes.
You know I can't because of my emphysema.
I think I have a reconditioned one.
It'll be cheaper.
That's fine as long as I get my MOT.
When do you need it by?
Right away?
Yes, right now.
I don't think they were friends.
As Allah is my witness,
those guys were there for a reason.
Were you scared?
Of course I was.
Woody was there and he was scared too.
You don't want to go to the police?
What'll they do for me?
When you go to the police station,
all they see is another Arab.
It's tough, Slimane.
It's the same everywhere,
it's tough, worse in some places.
That's why you must work hard at school.
If that's what you have to do!
What would you do in my shoes?
I'm not sure I'd have the courage.
It's not about courage.
It's about the truth.
The guy did what he did. I saw what I saw.
I'd rather have not seen anything,
but that's what I saw.
I was there.
Khalima.
What should I do?
Tell the truth?
- Where is she? - Gone.
I know she's gone,
but where is Marie-Luce?
She's gone, I said.
Where?
No idea. She left after she called you.
I'll take a car and a GPS and follow her trail.
Find her and bring her back here!
Yes?
Do you think they started the fire?
I don't know.
No one else has claimed responsibility.
There's been no ransom demand.
No ransom?
None.
I had a word with your uncle, Hyacinthe.
He said it wasn't him.
He wouldn't do that to his little niece.
You believe him?
She is his little niece.
People died in that fire.
The Paoli family can't lose face.
But if Carmen's life is in danger...
Family comes first.
Who was that?
Ange-Marie.
Are you OK, Ange-Marie?
You don't look well.
- Hey, are you OK? - No,
I'm not.
Call the doctor.
Ask Caterina to come.
Don't tell Sandra anything.
Mary, I pray that nothing happens to her.
Virgin Mary, please, let no harm come to her.
I pray to you, Mary, that nothing happens to her.
Let no harm come to her, Mary.
How did you find me?
I followed the stars.
Do you believe in all that?
No.
Come along.
I hate all this waiting around.
Yes?
OK, bring her back.
Santoni found Marie-Luce.
They're on their way.
Has she been drinking?
No.
You shouldn't...
I shouldn't what?
It's either drink or go crazy.
- Make love to me. - Stop.
- Jean-Michel, make love to me. - Stop.
- Come on. - Stop.
It's me.
Are you alright?
Yes, I'm fine.
When are you coming back?
Khalima, I've thought it over.
Yes?
Tomorrow, I'll call the lawyer and...
I'll say I made a mistake.
I couldn't see very well.
I've made up my mind.
Tell Slimane yourself or he won't understand.
I'll talk to him tomorrow, don't worry.
I promise, sweetie. I promise.
See you soon.
Be careful.
Don't worry.
ARABS GO HOME
Nothing.
You're worried now, bitch.
- Yes. - Is it Carmino?
I don't know.
I hope you're suffering as much as I did, bitch.
Look for your niece all you want.
You'll never find her.
You still there?
You're not going to faint?
What do you want?
You know who I am.
I want you to suffer like I did, bitch.
I want you to suffer and crawl at my feet, bitch.
Bitch!
How much?
I don't want your fucking money. It's you I'm after, bitch.
I'll call you back.
Who told you to stop?
Get me Andreani's file. It's on my desk.
You think he's behind this?
Leave me alone!
So,
what do we do now?
What are your names?
Why do you want to know?
Because we're living through a really intense experience.
When you experience something intense,
it's better to know each other's names.
Understand?
What did she say?
What was it?
My name is Doume.
Kévin.
I'm Carmen.
Pleased to meet you.
Go and sit down.
You know what, guys?
I should really thank you for livening up my shitty experience.
Shitty existence? Don't touch that!
You have a BMW X5,
loaded parents at your beck and call...
Put that down!
A house with a pool... You call that a shitty experience?
Yes, I do!
Got a light?
A smartass!
That chauffeur of ours,
he's always watching me.
- No chance for a boyfriend... - Careful, this is Mimile's place!
Stop messing about!
Who is Mimile?
- Mimile is his brother-in-law. - Yeah.
- Stop that. Stop! - He's nice but he's a screw,
always on the look out.
What's a screw?
- A screw, you know. - Stop it!
A prison warder.
He's always looking through keyholes.
OK, I'm thirsty now.
Got any grapefruit juice?
Hang on. We're not made of money.
- Calm down, it's fine. - Any coffee then?
Brother-in-law Mimile must have some coffee.
What are you doing? Are you crazy?
Go on, I'll do it.
Kévin, get her out of here.
How old is Mimile?
What's that got to do with anything?
He must be old to have such a bad taste in décor.
Even my parents aren't this bad.
I need the toilet. That's what happens after I have a cigarette
in the morning. I have to take a dump.
Is it over there?
Come and have a look.
What now?
Get out of there!
It's not hard to flush the fucking toilet properly!
It just fell apart, that's all.
Stop dropping ash everywhere!
Go and sit down.
Are you crazy?
Haven't you been taught to leave people's stuff alone?
Are you two a couple or what?
Don't bother having any kids.
When do we eat? I'm hungry.
A pizza would do, but only with mozzarella.
I'm warning you.
I don't sleep with guys who snore or have smelly feet.
Your trainers should be out on the balcony with the dog.
Listen, bitch, shut up.
I'm going to kill you, hurt you, I swear.
Calm down!
- You're getting my feet dirty! - Get out of my way.
You're getting on my nerves.
You're worried now, bitch.
I hope you're suffering as much as I did, bitch.
Look for your niece all you want. You'll never find her.
It's a metallic noise.
Sounds like the body of a car.
Shut up! Understand?
Stop it or I'll hurt you!
OK, got it.
Mimile has tarot cards!
I'll do you a reading.
- You can do that? - Yes.
My mom taught me. She sees things.
I do too, but not as well.
Who's first, Doume or Kévin?
You can confirm that's the only address for Rémi Andreani?
Thank you.
- You're sure it's him? - I'm sure.
I don't give a damn.
Once I find him, I'll kill him.
It's me he's after.
I'll deal with him.
I've located the call.
The metallic noise is a hydraulic press.
Your guy is calling from a scrapyard.
This won't be hard. There's only one nearby.
- He's running it from a distance. - Call Mattei,
tell him to bring that bastard back.
That doesn't tell us where Carmen is.
The only address he's left
is that of a guy called Jansen. A screw at Borgo.
The one who ended up in jail?
What do you mean?
He was smuggling in mobile phones, chargers, hash...
They say he also smuggled explosives.
He only admitted to booze and mobiles.
- Where is he now? - Locked up.
In Baumettes Prison.
Then we know where Carmen is.
We won't be long.
I'm going to get my daughter.
Marie!
The cops?
There are no cops! It's worse than that.
It's the Death card!
The Death card!
- Shit! - It's in the cards.
They'll fling my body in cement, half-eaten by dogs.
What are you talking about?
- The cards never lie. - Just a second...
There...
- Yes? - What's all this nonsense?
Nothing.
He's completely losing it.
The bitch is driving us crazy.
It's not me. It's the cards. They never lie.
Shut up!
Shit, give me that.
You said we wouldn't be in any danger.
The dog, too!
- The dog, too... - What's with the dog?
Calm down, I'm coming. Morons...
Don't move, bastard!
Get in the car!
Get in, you bastard!
Shit, you've got the Hanged Man as well.
- What? - What's he doing?
He's not answering. Fuck!
Shit, they're here.
I can't get through.
That's crap!
- Stop! Wait! - Out my way!
This doesn't look good at all.
Fuck!
I don't want to die, I don't want to fucking die.
It wasn't me, I didn't do anything.
- I didn't do anything. - Dad, can I have a scooter now?
What?
Come on.
Orso.
Orso Campana.
Come in.
- Would you like a drink? - No.
I just wanted to thank you for your help.
It's what I'm paid for.
Remember?
Orso Campana.
I'd go and see you in hospital.
Most of the time, you were unconscious.
And you'd keep on saying:
"Orso Campana".
And?
Nothing.
Is that a relative of yours?
No.
Who are you, Santoni?
I can figure out the others, but not you.
Is that important?
I'm just a regular guy.
A guy who had his opportunity
and let it slip away.
Take your jacket off.
I'm only after your spine.
Sandra.
Come on. We've got things to do.
Can I borrow this?
Sure.
You know what to expect.
Especially for a repeat offender.
You see this woman?
You don't know her.
She used to send money to your mother every month.
So you'd be well dressed.
So you could eat.
So your mother could eat.
For you to keep warm.
When your mother was sick,
she sent money for her treatment.
Did you know someone was sending money?
I always thought it was my father.
It wasn't your father.
She paid the hospital bill,
and for the funeral when your mother died.
She'd have ended up in a communal grave otherwise.
Why did she do that.
This was your mother's.
Now it's yours.
You knew my mother well?
Very well. Why?
You didn't?
What was she like when she was young?
She was very pretty.
And sweet.
We came from the same village.
She never had much luck.
No.
Do I look like her?
Yes, you do.
Let's go.
Can I have a cigarette?
Yes.
Thanks.
Are you scared?
Are you scared of suffering or dying?
Sometimes dying is not the worse fate.
When you kidnapped my niece,
you made me suffer.
More than you can imagine.
But maybe you'd rather die now?
No?
You're going to pay
a high price.
A very high price.
I'm taking your bar.
I'm taking your men.
I'm taking everything you own.
If you step out of line, you're dead.
To start with,
you're diving off the deep end.
I have a job for you.
You'll see.
You're going to love it.
And then,
you'll never be the same again.
Bang!
Hello?
I got your magazine.
- What can I do for you? - Check it for fingerprints.
Why should I?
So I don't have to go anywhere else.
I'm interested in information, Rocca.
Aren't you?
Sure.
I'll do it.
I wanted to tell you, you've lost another client.
A certain Driss Kébir.
His killers made it look like a racist attack,
but I think it's linked to something much bigger.
Does it ring a bell?
And Carmen?
She's fine, don't worry.
Good.
You look tired.
I am tired.
In town, right now, a man I don't know just died.
On this earth, right now.
thousands of men you don't know are going to die.
You don't believe in God?
- No. - Neither do I.
But when I was young...
the village priest talked about a God of love and compassion.
Remember the weather cock, at the top of the spire,
full of bullet holes?
That priest has been in the colonies.
He was thin as a rake.
But his voice thundered around the church.
He didn't eat a lot.
He gave it all to the poor.
And when he was drunk...
He would shoot at the weather cock.
Mr. Santi?
My employer has reached an understanding with Mr. Carmino.
He would like you to talk to Mr. Carmino in person.
I'm in the car park. I'll be waiting.
Don't look so happy.
One winter night, he was found dead.
He was frozen stiff in the snow, with his bicycle.
He was all stiff,
with his mouth wide open, and icicles in his beard.
The kids left a bottle outside the church for him.
It was red wine with 90% alcohol in it.
That morning,
riding back on his creaky bicycle...
I knew that his God of love and compassion...
He didn't exist.
So...
What do you think, Mr. Santi?
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