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-Slow down, man! Slow down! -Hey, that's right back in it!
What the fuck is this shit?
Yeah, take that, asshole!
KO!
-Oh! -Knockout!
Hey, guys!
-Who are you? What are you doing? -Where's the coke?
We don't have it.
Where is the coke?
We don't have anymore! Just let her go.
Some guys up the street stole it.
You get it, man? Those guys from the streets took it.
We don't have the coke. They robbed us.
What the hell is going on?
-This car works? -Keys in the RV.
Get them, come on! Run!
Who the hell are you, anyway?
Shaïnez is my niece. They kidnapped her.
-Where are you going? -Open the door.
-Hurry, hurry, hurry! -Get in! Get in!
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go!
-Give me the keys. -Here.
Fuck, it's them!
Those motherfuckers!
That's the guys who stole the coke!
-They're over there! -Let's go! Come on!
Fuck! I said drive! Let's go!
-What are you doing? Liana! -She's opening the door!
Fuck!
Know what he's doing?
What?
He sank the boat.
Cargo scattered between Tangiers and Casablanca.
Son of a bitch!
He's not the only son of a bitch. His parents are too.
The cargo was dumped in the sea.
People pulled it out with ropes.
Really?
I swear it's true.
I'll be right back.
It was him. He's a traitor.
How are you, my dear?
It's Saber.
He's gotten worse, Ba.
What has he done this time?
He's working with idiots.
Guys who flatter him and do stupid things.
What do you mean "stupid things"?
He's been dealing coke in Antwerp near Chris's territory.
I don't know what to do.
He won't even answer my calls.
Go see him at his garage.
And if you see him there, tell him to call me.
Tell him his father wants to talk to him.
I really am sorry, Ba.
No, no, I'm the one who's sorry.
I thank God for giving me such a devoted niece, in fact.
I have to go.
I miss you, sweetheart.
I miss you so much.
Me too. I miss you too.
Was that your uncle on the phone?
I just heard, "I miss you."
Yes, it was my uncle.
And when do I get to meet him?
When we're married.
And, uh, when are we getting married?
Never.
Which apartment is it?
-Third floor, door on the right. -What are you going to do?
Get the coke before your friends show up, and get Shaïnez.
And what if you're lying? How am I supposed to believe you won't screw us?
Believe whatever you want. I don't give a fuck.
I'm coming with you. Fuck that.
Get her some water.
Where is he?
What's down below?
Weapons. Just some handguns.
Have you lost your mind? You can't keep those here.
Hey, don't forget who brings the money in.
You just handle the books and the accounts.
Call him back.
He's waiting.
Who is?
Your father.
What's he want?
Probably to discuss the coke you've been selling on Chris's turf,
but I could be wrong.
I just do the books.
Did you handle Saber?
And what about the favor I asked of you?
I told you I'm on top of it.
I just need to check with my lawyer.
After I do, you're going to need to do me a favor.
You will disappear from my life.
Once we're inside, keep quiet and don't do anything, okay?
Okay, but what's your plan?
You need to tell me.
We break in, grab the coke, and we run.
That's your plan?
What is it?
It's a deadbolt.
-What are you doing? -I'm getting us in.
-Who is it? -Hello? I live upstairs with my aunt.
-What does the bitch want? -Don't talk about her like that!
What does your bitch aunt want?
Hey listen, bitch. My aunt's working. Got that?
She's had enough of your fucking noisy shit.
It's been an hour.
-She sent you? -I told you, my aunt has work stuff.
Just sit down. Sit down.
Shh!
Anyone here, huh?
Why are you making that face?
Bring me a bag.
-Hey, you. -Hello.
-You good? -Yeah.
I'm going to borrow your bag for a minute, all right?
-Okay. -Thanks.
Here.
-Is that it? -Yeah, that's it.
Oh, fuck!
Go see what it is.
Sabrina!
Sabrina, open up!
Dammit.
Yo, Sabrina, let me in!
Oh fuck.
Goddammit, Sabrina!
Sabrina, open up!
Who is it?
Who the fuck are you?
Where's Sabrina?
Uh, I'm her cousin. Sabrina's not here.
She went out for groceries, so I'm with the kid.
Just open the door. Come on.
I'm not supposed to, so…
Listen to me, bitch. Don't fuck with me.
Open the door now, or you're dead.
Hey, you know what? Fuck you!
What did you say?
Open the fucking door, bitch!
-Mama? -I swear to God, get the fuck out…
Mama…
You got that? I don't care who you are.
Open the fucking door!
What the hell you doing, asshole?
Put your guns down.
Fuck. All right, take it easy.
Put your guns down. Guns down.
You too. Put your guns down.
Now go up the stairs.
Come on, let's go.
Up the stairs.
Up the stairs. You too. Come on, let's go.
Come on, let's go! Higher!
Keep going! Come on, come on!
My baby!
-Come on, let's go! -He's here!
Get out of the way! Move, move! Watch out!
He's going down! He's over here!
I'm going around!
He's over here!
Take the kid!
Shit, shit! Hang on!
Hang on tight!
You're dead, motherfucker!
You're a maniac, a fucking maniac! You got that?
Enough.
I just want to get my niece back.
And me, what do you think I'm doing here?
That kid was our ticket out of there.
We'll get her back.
We've got the coke now. We'll get her back.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY
Okay, great. Thank you.
Hello, Sofia. What can I do for you?
Yes, hello, Virgil. Is Thierry there?
-No, he's in court today. But I'm sure-- -It's regarding Chris de Wit.
Everything I'm about to tell you now needs to remain between us.
Um, you can count on me. Of course.
Auntie!
Happy birthday!
-What do you say? -Thank you.
Ah! I've been waiting for you for hours.
Don't exaggerate. Hasn't even been half an hour.
-You okay? -Mm-hmm.
Hey, what's that?
A gift from Saber.
-Milhan wanted a piano? -No.
But his father saw on YouTube that the king's son was learning to play.
Well…
At least music encourages creativity.
Help me with this…
instead of bullshitting.
Are you gonna put it in the pool?
-Are you really? -Yeah, why not?
Ah. Hello, Mr. Djebli.
Is Thierry here?
Uh, no, sorry. Mr. Decarne is in court today.
-Would you like to leave a message? -No!
It's all right, Isabelle. I've got this.
Fine.
Come on.
Sorry, I should have been clear in my message. Actually, I wanted to talk.
Let's slip in here. It'll be quieter.
Here.
-What's your name again? -Uh, Virgil.
What can I do for you, Virgil?
I know that your cousin Sofia
handles your family's money.
And to be honest, her previous financial plans have been brilliant.
And so?
It would be a shame to
let other professionals benefit off her unique financial specialty.
Who would benefit from it?
Well, your cousin, uh, wants to help…
…Chris de Wit…
so that he can manage his money better.
And she wants me to give some legal advice on her proposed financial moves.
-She speak with Thierry or just with you? -Just me.
-And for now, Mr. Decarne doesn't know. -Okay.
So… I wanted to speak to you about it.
It stays between us.
But keep my father out of it.
Can I ask you something?
Yes.
What are you after?
Nothing.
It's just, eventually, you'll replace your dad.
And I…
could take over for my boss.
So, yeah.
I thought until then, we could get to know each other.
Milhan, tell your auntie about the dog.
My mom said yes, we could get one.
Oh, really?
-Is there a battle in here? -Yeah.
-Yeah? Are you the winner? -Yeah.
-Kiss. You doing okay? -Mm-hmm.
We're good.
Hey, Dad?
-You coming? -One sec, I'll be right there.
Okay?
Go on.
Did you call your father like he asked?
Not yet.
I saw Chris.
And how is he doing?
Do you know how humiliating it was to be there?
To let that asshole act like he's doing me a favor?
And why did he forgive me? Hm?
He runs Antwerp.
If you ever go there again…
Look, I know that he asked you to do his books.
And I know that you accepted.
I'm just giving advice.
-That's all this is, okay? -Then why not tell my dad?
Hey! Don't try to pretend this is on me.
-You're the reason we're in this mess-- -That's enough, all right?
You didn't tell my father because you're afraid.
Think what you want.
But if I had told him about the first time you sold coke in Antwerp,
you'd be selling sandwiches in Casablanca right now.
You know what?
Keep your little pact with Chris.
But I'm going to take his product.
So all the cash you get him will end up with me.
You have nothing to prove, Saber.
You have nothing to prove.
May I ask you something?
Do you ever miss Brussels?
No.
And if you ever did,
would you tell me?
No.
I'm really sorry.
Sorry about what?
For having you be just a bodyguard.
It's more calm than what I'm used to, but it's okay.
I'm adapting.
How are you, sweetheart?
I hate to bring bad news, but we have a problem with Saber.
What has he done now?
He wants to go after Chris.
He's going to hijack a shipment of coke.
Are you sure that he will do it?
He told me himself.
Don't worry. Leave Saber to me.
I'm sorry about this.
I love you, sweetheart.
Call my lawyer.
We're going to Brussels.
Yes.
I found what they need.
I got the eight keys.
Waiting for a meeting point.
I'll get her back. Don't worry.
Try to get some rest. I'll call you tomorrow.
Thank you.
Get the dope.
Here.
For our fingerprints, right?
You do this a lot?
What do we do now?
Where are you going?
Hey, I'm talking to you.
I'm keeping my eyes on you, man.
Don't move. Look straight ahead.
I got the info on your uncle.
Impressive body of work.
Drink.
I said look straight ahead.
You and your friends stealing my coke is the best thing that could've happened.
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What do we do now?
We wait.
Why do you do it?
Pretend to be escorts?
Because we want to get out of here.
That's all.
Go somewhere sunny.
We need cash for that.
And fast.
Got a problem with sunshine?
When you robbed that man, did you know he would have coke?
No, we didn't know about it.
Whose decision was it to keep the coke?
It was mine.
Shaïnez had nothing to do with it.
It's my fault they took her.
How long have you been together?
Nine months.
You love her?
Shaïnez is my whole life. That's why I'm here.
Look, we all make mistakes.
The important thing is not to do it again.
My name's Liana.
What's yours?
Mehdi.
Nice to meet you, Mehdi.
You okay?
Your message had me worried.
Why did you want to see me?
Do I need a reason to see you?
What?
Do I need a reason to see you?
Just take me.
How long was I out for?
All night.
Okay.
I need to use the restroom.
Hey!
Are you kidding me?
I'm gone two seconds, and you bounce?
I got their message.
We need to find another car.
Okay.
The crowd is holding its breath.
Looks like he's getting up. He's up…
We need your car. And I'll take your fries.
All right, beat it! Let's go.
I love you so much.
I love you too.
You know all those things I told you about my uncle?
That he raised me when my parents passed.
-Yeah. -You know him.
You got him ten years in prison for drug trafficking.
What do you mean?
My uncle is Hassan Djebli.
We didn't meet by accident, Antoine.
So what are you saying?
You and I met because I wanted information on the case.
I wanted to know what you had on him before his trial.
Antoine.
Tell me you're joking, Sofia.
Tell me it's a fucking joke.
Who the hell are you?
How did you find the details, anyway?
-You search my computer? My phone? -I'm in love with you, Antoine.
No…
This is it.
Let me handle it.
You're the famous uncle, the heist man, huh?
You armed?
No.
Where is she?
You know the problem with your niece is her fault.
What matters is that we all work together.
If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't have gotten your coke back.
-Where's my product? -First bring me my niece.
Hey, that's not how this works.
You get her after we're done.
Where's the coke?
Down in the car.
On the back seat.
Got a crew? Work alone?
Answer me.
We're good. It's all there.
Where is she?
She's right there.
Liana!
What do you think you're doing? Where you going?
Shaïnez! Damn it!
Tell them to bring her back!
Can you shut her up, please?
What do you want?
You're pretty clever, huh? I'm a fan of clever men.
Enough. Look, just tell me what you want.
Three hundred keys of coke will be arriving
in the Antwerp port tomorrow.
You'll bring it all to me.
Come on. Come on. Come on.
You son of a bitch! Son of a bitch!
I swear to God, I'll kill you!
Let go of me.