A NETFLIX SERIES
They've got three guys at the end of the tunnel, as expected.
The gold is about 200 meters back.
They're loading the stones now.
Let's go.
We gotta be quick. The other team will be here soon.
We only have ten minutes to get it all.
Drop the gold. Come on, go!
I said get the fuck out!
On the ground!
Freeze! Stay right there, don't move! I said don't move!
Out of the truck!
You wanna die? Get down here!
Let's go. Hurry up! Faster!
Face down, now!
Keep your head down!
All clear. We're good.
Come on, come on, come on!
I'm going, I'm going.
What's up?
-Hello. -Hello.
-Did you see his expression? -Have you seen your body?
Liana, we're busted. Stop picking this kind of place.
Are we doing this or what?
It's not worth the risk of being arrested over a few hundred bucks.
Next time, find a smaller hotel.
Or I'll get a job at McDonald's.
Yeah, right. You obviously never worked at McDonald's.
You ready?
Come in.
Oh man, this is legit!
It's insane.
That is one beautiful building.
We're doing four-course dining tonight, man, you feel me?
-You know what? I want to kiss you. -Shh!
Yes.
Put your arms up here.
You know, you're really hot. You're making me hard.
Hey, wait.
Hey, what are you doing?
-What are you doing? -Hurry, come on!
Here.
Who are you? What are you doing?
Who are you? Don't touch that.
Hey, give that to me!
You have no idea who I am, do you?
Drop it!
If you touch that bag, you're dead.
I said stop! You're dead too, you fucking whore!
-What did you call her? -A fucking whore!
-What the-- -What are you doing? Leave it.
Put it down.
What are you doing?
Bitch!
Fucking bitch. I'll fuck you up!
-Ciao! -Bitch!
Get back here! I'll kill you!
I'll fucking kill you, bitch!
You fucking whore!
Fuck, it's coke!
This wasn't part of the plan.
Let's leave,
This is heavy. Whoo! We're going to be rich!
You know what I'm going to do with mine?
No. What's that?
You know those brick walls they have in New York City?
Yeah?
I'm doing the same in my restaurant. But with gold bricks.
-A $50 million wall? -Yeah.
Because that's what this is, huh?
Well, guys, your gold is ready for you.
Yeah.
-Fuck me. -Huh?
Oh, fuck me.
Hold on one sec.
Hey, we cool?
-I'm not holding onto this. -What?
You serious?
Yeah, I'm serious.
What?
You wanna be stuck here, or what?
-This isn't about that. -Hey, stop dodging the question.
Do you wanna leave? Yes or no.
-Of course I do. -Well, all right.
But to do that we need cash.
Look, I'm not selling drugs.
Killing guys and all that, it's…
What's funny?
Who are we killing?
You're freaking out.
It's simple. We'll give it to a guy, and he'll wholesale it.
Okay? Then we get the cash.
And cash means playa,
cocktails, you and I…
Your body in all that hot sand…
Massage!
That's the life I'm choosing,
and so are you.
I don't want that money, okay?
Come on! Hey, wait, wait, wait, wait.
You're the worst.
Stop looking at me like that.
-You're the worst. Stop it! -Or what?
¡Te quiero, mami!
Hey, Mom?
Scattered showers are expected along the Channel coast.
Temperatures are still rather low for this time of year. Today…
Salaam alaikum.
Salaam.
Sorry to bother you. I just feel like I see you
every time that I'm in here.
Do you come here a lot?
Every day.
That's your brother, isn't it?
Hmm.
And what happened to him, if I may ask?
I'd like to be alone now, please.
Every time you and me know, it's because Steph was there.
Hey, man, listen. Come on.
-It's time. -Arm wrestle!
Arm wrestle! Arm wrestle!
Wait, man.
It's all right. But first, clear the table so we don't break anything.
This is going to be awful, kids. Close your eyes.
All right!
All right, see what you got.
-I'm serious! Last time was the best. -Stop it.
Try not to break anything.
-Come on. -Let's go. Mehdi, you're the ref.
No holding back, eh?
-Anyone want to make a bet? -My money's on you.
Betting against your own brother?
I'm betting on Arnaud, okay? My money's on him.
-You're betting on him? -Right.
Aw, come on, Dad! Come on, Dad!
-My money's on Tony. -Count us in, come on.
Okay, three, two, one, yep!
-What are you up to? -Spilled some sauce on my shirt.
Med, I swear.
We just stole millions in gold, and you worry about a $10 sweater.
Ten bucks? You kidding?
Hey, something weird happened when we were in that tunnel earlier.
This bullet flew past me, and suddenly…
…I thought, "What the hell am I doing?"
"Why am I here?"
"If I die, what about my kids?"
I never used to be bothered by any of it.
If I died, I died.
Woudn't matter. Fuck it.
But now, I don't know. I've changed.
I think I'm out.
And I think you should be too.
I mean, we're at the top. This is it.
I love you, brother.
Promise me you'll consider it.
Okay.
Modi, you got a cousin who deals, right?
-Yeah, so what? -When can we see him?
You're seriously gonna sell it?
-Yeah, why not? -Why not?
Liana, we just robbed a guy.
He's a Pablo Escobar. Think he won't find us?
All right, listen. When we make no money, you whine about it.
When we make money, you whine about it. Pick a lane!
Liana, he's right. We're not selling this.
What do you mean, he's right?
We should go tell the guy, "Hey, man, here's your eight keys,
we didn't mean to steal it"?
Are you insane? Be realistic, man.
-Modi, are you with me? -I'm not with anyone. Stop yelling.
I'm all about the cash.
I know the dude my cousin deals for.
He's legit. We go to him, I know he won't talk.
Now that's more like it.
Do what you want. I don't give a shit.
When you and I get a bullet to the head, I don't want to hear about it.
You really gonna do this?
Yeah. Do you think he can handle the eight keys or not?
His business has been off the hook.
I don't think it's gonna be an issue.
Okay, so when are we going?
Whenever you want.
-Right now. -Go!
Are you good?
They're waiting downstairs.
Shall we, then?
Congratulations. You're now the owners of two office floors.
I wouldn't be so quick to celebrate.
If you don't find us tenants quickly, we'll renegotiate your fees.
Don't worry about that. Give me one month, it'll be full.
-How many square feet? -Eight hundred.
Four hundred here and 400 one floor down.
Should I take care of the contracts with a lawyer, or will you be there?
I'll join you.
Mm-hmm, excuse me. I need to take this.
Yes, Sam. Mm-hmm…
You have the same signature as your dad.
And what's he think about this?
He thinks it's a good investment. Money put to good use.
For once, he likes it.
He's not wrong. It's a nice building.
We need to find more deals like we did with this place.
I have five garages.
Isn't it enough to launder the money we have?
I'm not talking about laundering, I'm talking about investments.
Creating legal deals to capitalize on what we have.
I have my father's signature, but you have his ideals.
Saber, one day you'll take your father's place.
So you should think about adopting his ideals too.
Don't worry. I'll be ready.
You'd better be.
Because me being your cousin won't stop me from kicking your ass.
I'll be right back. One sec, okay?
What's going on?
The coke's been jacked.
Fuck.
All eight keys.
What happened?
Look, I was moving it to the safe house.
But before I did, I had this date with an escort girl.
So, um, I went to see her…
and then I was robbed.
The escort robbed you?
She wasn't alone. There was another girl.
You think I care?
Those whores have my coke. Go find them and get it back.
Understood?
I have a plan.
Wait for me downstairs.
We good?
-Need me for anything, or can I go? -What did he want?
Uh, nothing important.
You two finish talking about profitability. I'll call you.
Good morning.
You look like hell.
Wow, Mom. First thing in the morning.
Did you have problems falling asleep?
No, just tired.
-You want any eggs? Two? -Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
Oh yeah, can you put some milk out for the cat, please?
Lefi!
Lefi?
Le--
No, get the fuck away from her!
Shut the fuck up!
-Shaïnez… -We're taking the bitch with us.
You'll get her back when we get what's ours.
Call the cops and she's dead!
Is that thing a dog or a shark?
Damn.
Your guy is not into it.
Where'd you get it?
Hey, that's not your problem, man.
You see me asking you how to wipe your ass?
Nah. The coke's mine, and nobody else's.
Now, we're either doing business or I'm moving on. Which is it?
-Look… -What are you doing with that knife?
Life's not some film. You cut it open, you pay for it, buddy.
I just want what you and your friends stole from me.
Then I promise you can go home.
The cell phone you use to call your girlfriend,
where do you keep it?
And what's the PIN to unlock it?
15…
03, 2011.
Fuck…
-What have you done now? -What do you mean?
Don't fuck with me, Mehdi. Who has her?
-What are you talking about? -They've taken Shaïnez.
-Who? -Guys showed up at the house in masks.
-Have you notified the police? -No, I can't.
They'll murder her if I do.
Anissa, nobody knows that you're my sister.
My brother is here in his grave because of what you did.
You think you can come here every day and just say a little prayer and…
That doesn't change it!
Don't touch me!
For once, you need to take responsibility for your mess.
Go and find my child.
Got that?
Come on.
-What's going on? -Nothing!
And now this fool.
There's nothing in this shithole! Nothing!
Just hats and cans…
Where the fuck's the disinfectant?
All we've got is some bread? We don't have shit!
-Where's the disinfectant? -How would I know? What's going on?
That motherfucker stole our coke, all right? Look.
What do you mean?
What aren't you comprehending? He took it.
Man, you're a fucking moron!
You had one job to do, and you couldn't even do it right!
-Why you yelling? It's not like-- -I'm yelling 'cause you lost it!
You think I just let him take it on purpose?
-I don't give a fuck! -I lost it. That what you want to hear?
-Piss off! -You think I planned this?
I can't believe you!
That I just gave him the coke?
-Can't believe it. -Can't?
-Shut the fuck up! -Why me? What the hell? Fuck!
Her room's upstairs?
I've already searched her things. There's nothing to find.
Stay here. I'll be back.
That's… that's her travel card.
Make this son of a bitch talk.
Where'd you get this?
My niece, where is she?
Don't move! I said don't move!
Don't move.
Tie him up.
Don't move. Be still.
Don't move!
-Shh! -Okay, we're good.
Hold his legs. Hold his legs.
All right, all right! Hold on!
Hold on! Just hold on, please.
Tell me everything.
-She was a prostitute. -That's not true.
That's what she was doing, I swear!
Or at least that's why she was meeting me.
She had me meet her in a hotel.
Held me up with some other chick.
What did they take?
Eight kilos of coke. I was bringing them to the warehouse.
And the man you transport the coke for, is he the one who took her?
Is he the one who took her?
Hmm?
Did she tell him where she put it?
Her girlfriend's keeping it.
So why are you here?
Apparently the girl with the coke is a squatter.
Your niece doesn't know where she's crashing at the moment.
But she has a phone. It's hidden here. She only uses it to call her.
It's the phone she has for her phony escort business.
You were here for the cell phone?
Where is it?
In her bedroom. In a stuffed animal.
Here, hold it on him.
The guy she ripped off, can we pay him back?
He doesn't care about cash. It's about principle for him.
What will happen if he doesn't get his drugs back?
I don't think you want to know.
Don't move!
What's the code?
It's a date.
15-03…
2011.
That's it.
You got the phone?
He doesn't, I'm afraid.
Who are you?
The guy who's gonna return your coke.
-In exchange for the release of my niece. -Your niece?
You mean the girl who pretends to be an escort?
Where's the guy you took the phone from?
He's busy.
Think you're clever, don't you?
How are you gonna find what I'm looking for?
Don't worry about it.
Hey, listen to me, asshole!
I'm warning you, don't fuck with me.
I just need to get you back your coke.
You got till tomorrow.
If you don't have it to me by then, I'll kill you and your entire family!
Better not try to bring me eight keys of someone else's shit!
I better recognize my seal. You got that, pal?
Okay. For now, just put my niece on.
She's busy too.
Adios, uncle.
Hey!
Who's your uncle?
Spit it out!
Yo. How's it going, guys?
Everything good?
Hey, give me the usual, man.
A kebab barbeque with Algerian sauce and lettuce on it, please.
Yo, I dig it! ¡Mexicano! ¡Hey, Mexicano!
What's the matter with you?
Smile a bit. Enjoy your life. You're always in a bad mood.
You sad or what?
You want to chill for a bit?
The king is back.
I found a way to get the coke back, so yeah.
-How'd you do it? -Well, my name's Modi.
That's how I sorted it out. Anyway, listen…
When I first went to see that prick,
I said the coke was mine, so the prick stole it.
But I called him back, said the coke wasn't mine,
but some guy from Antwerp's instead.
Man, I spun it like I was in the fucking mafia,
and I swear that shithead pissed himself. It's all good now.
Finito. Back in the game, baby.
You went back to see this guy
with this thing you made up, and he just gave you the eight keys back?
A bit of acting, a bit of bluffing…
-That's it. -When do we get it?
Liana, there's no need to worry about it anymore.
He's gonna bring the dope to us.
What are you, an idiot?
He's taking it directly to us?
I'm not gonna go walking around with eight keys.
You want to get busted?
He's bringing it to us. It's safer, that's all. Hey…
Did I handle that, or did I handle that?
Not bad.
No, wait, I didn't catch that. Did I handle that or what?
Well, we'll see, right?
Did you hear me? We're gonna make bucks.
Money, xaalis, dollars, the wari.
Come on, eat your fries. Life is beautiful!
Here.
Come back here and you're dead.
Okay?
Get out of here.
Get your things. You're staying at my place.
SUCH A HOTTIE!
-Where is your place exactly? -It's completely isolated. You'll be safe.
Here, this is it.
-Okay. -At the end of the path.
-Here. -Okay.
I'll call you when I find the coke.
Keep walking.
Next time, spare me the dramatics, if that's all right.
What do you mean?
You know what I mean.
And those girls probably shouldn't have seen my face.
Why did you want to see me?
Your cousin. Seems he's started selling his shit product in Antwerp again.
This is my territory.
You promised it wouldn't happen again, so I need to talk to your uncle.
No.
No. That won't fly.
Either your uncle talks to me,
or he can find another port to move his coke.
Chris…
you know we have to move it through Antwerp.
Our suppliers insisted.
Let me handle this.
So your uncle doesn't know.
You didn't tell him about the first time Saber was dealing his coke here?
Why do you let that prick completely ruin everything for you?
If I were you, I'd watch my tongue.
Okay. I'll call my uncle.
I'm gonna give you one last chance to handle this. You and your uncle.
But first, I'll need you to do me a small favor.
I know he's got more than eight keys.
He thought he could screw us.
I'll beat the shit out of those pricks.
Where are my smokes?
-What? -My cigarettes.
I don't know. Maybe on the table.
Like this, bam! See?
What are you doing? Liana, you're blocking the TV.
-Where should I go? -You're not even trying.
Is there another way I can go? No.
You're gonna make me fuck up, I swear.
Whatever.
Don't stand in front of the TV.
-I'm always cleaning up after you! -Come on, Liana, I'm playing!
So what? You can pause it for 10 seconds.
-You don't have the touch. -What?
Guys, get in here.
Or you'll get kicked.
You say you want to play, then you just dick around.
-No one's gonna help me? -Lay off.
You serious?
You two have no talent.
Modi, come on, move.
Liana, can you move, please?
-Let us play. -Fuck you.
Fine, smart asses.
-Go on. -You'll regret it, I promise.
-No, that's it. -Come on. Stop whining.
-There, in the sky, bitches! -Ah, hurry!
-Take that! -You're killing me!
I can do this with one hand. I mean, try a little.
It's this stupid controller. I'm pressing it, but it's not working.
Where's the coke you and Shaïnez took?
I don't know.