For Nils...
If I get my hands on one!
Forget it, it's not the first time.
Maybe, but with all this condensation...
Yeah, we need a defroster.
Try telling the garage that.
They'll put one in when I'm retired.
Whoever built these vans never did a stakeout.
Hey, the three Graces!
You know, Rambo, the Pakistani's overdue.
He's taking his time.
We've been here 90 minutes. The deadline's midnight.
Midnight? Time for another nap.
He's here.
Ready, everyone. The cousin's emerged.
Heading for Rue des Vignoles.
I'll be off.
Goddam door codes!
So?
He'll be here in an hour.
He's not big on punctuality. Has he changed his mind?
No, he's ready to front me 50 grams.
You've got 4 days to pay.
How much do you owe?
Maybe 15,000 francs.
300 francs a gram. Sounds good.
You know
it'll cost you dear if we lose this tail.
Don't pull that shit on me!
This guy's good for half a kilo of heroin.
And you get 50 grams commission.
Relax, it's in the bag.
Stay put. I'll go out first.
Hey, Lulu
how about the price of a beer?
Is beer your new thing? You've got a nerve.
Fifty grams for free and you're hitting on me.
Keep the change.
Prick!
OK. Shift!
We're on.
The Paki's due in an hour.
Tulip 4's been trying to reach you.
Did you answer?
I played possum.
Shit! Can't he stay in his office and quit bugging us?
Tulip 4 to Tulip 551.
Pissed again. He was well on his way when we left.
Hey, Tulip 4, how's your stalk?
Still watering yours with pastis?
This is Tulip 4.
Have you got the van?
We're on a stakeout.
Report back to HQ immediately.
But we're on a stakeout!
If can wait. Pack it in!
The guy's a jerk!
Tulip 4, do you read me?
Get out! Out!
Here, for your trouble.
- Are you crazy? - Beat it!
Hey, we look like idiots with you yelling over the radio!
You didn't answer!
We didn't hear. We're about to bust a guy.
To hell with it! I want the van so I can go home.
Without it, we've got no cover!
Take the subway. Use your pass!
Shut up over there!
The van's assigned to this squad,
and I'm in charge.
I don't ride the subway for some two-bit dealer!
Half a kilo is two-bit?
Screw you! Do it tomorrow!
Great. I'll leave him a summons.
Still here?
We had the raghead on all fours.
For two hours. Buck naked!
Your van. You can stick it up your arse.
Pick that up.
There you go. Clamber up and get it.
Might take you a while to come down, though.
Did you see that?
What happened to discipline?
Now that we hire high-school graduates
I'll sort that bastard out.
You can kiss the squad goodbye!
You're going behind a desk, you hear?
Forget it. It's worse than the Post Office.
Social Security's worst of all, mind.
It's not bad here, though.
The town hall is punctual but incompetent.
I fancy a coffee. Will you join me?
And lose my place?
Sit down and wait your turn.
Sorry to disturb spring cleaning
but I'm here to help.
Oh?
I've been transferred here.
Are you alone?
The Commissioner's here.
The others have gone for coffee.
Lulu!
So it is you!
When I head, I didn't believe it.
- You've grown again. - A bit.
Meet Lulu: Pigheaded but a good dick.
We met in the 14th district, it must be... 15 years ago.
I taught him all he knows.
I was what we called his "pointer".
- Ma'am? - My purse has been stolen.
I know, the purse.
Mr Clean, see to the lady's purse.
Come meet the jailor. This way.
How many today?
Eleven.
We'll be done by 2 o'clock.
If the Rue Olivier Métra eviction goes well.
He threatened suicide.
He's all talk.
- Problem, Caron? - No, Chief.
I want you to meet an investigator:
Lucien Marguet, from HQ.
Chief.
Yes, Marguet.
Sorry, old boy, we're just leaving.
Anyway, put him at his desk.
You're a thorn in my side, Marguet.
This isn't a dumping ground.
It looks like you're already trying to slip out of the back door.
The locksmith. Let's go.
Caron!
You're in charge.
Eleven cases this morning, including four evictions.
Fancy La Truffe for lunch?
Excellent idea.
Your jailer's doing all right.
All those seizures and evictions...
Not forgetting the mortuary shift.
Anyway, it keeps him off our backs.
So you got dumped, despite your results.
Results don't count for anything.
Claude, more antifreeze over here.
Antifreeze in August?
It's never out of season.
Two months here won't kill you. I bet you pulled a few strings.
Not at all. I saw Adore.
Chief of the 11th.
He may get me into his division.
Good move.
This one's on me.
And that's on me!
Can you see to these?
This'll keep me busy.
There you go. You can relax now.
- And for my husband too. - Sure!
No, he has to come in person. Regulations.
He's too busy at the restaurant.
Then we can't do anything.
- He's right. Thanks. - You're welcome.
I'll fill it out. But mum's the word.
Which restaurant?
Cantonese. Very good.
Come for lunch. Very good.
I'll bring the forms along.
We weren't properly introduced earlier.
Lucien Marguet. Call me Lulu.
Pierre Debanne. 39th class.
I'll hold rank in 3 months.
Maybe I'll join SWAT. Or the Serious Crime Squad.
Go for Serious Crime. It'll be right up your street.
The body can't leave Paris till the Commissioner gets here.
Here he is.
Do you have the transport papers?
We shall now proceed with sealing the coffin.
The damned dog went for me!
Damned dog yourself, bitch!
I'm entitled to walk in the street.
The first time, I'd been shopping.
Next time, I was running. I was late.
The beast went for my throat. Beast, yes!
Sir, please! This is a police station.
The burglar probably used a crowbar or an umbrella.
It leaves no traces. Hard to square with the insurance.
Their owners look like Nazis...
Now listen, you cow!
He'll eat you raw!
Please! This is a police station.
He's bitten me three times.
Look at my stocking. Christian Dior, pure silk.
Dior means nothing to this creep. Look at the hole!
Are you done yet?
I'm doing my best.
Right, now we've calmed down, let's start again.
What was stolen?
My silverware, writing desk and TV set. My sixth!
Anything else?
Yes, inspector. I know the thieves.
You should've said! I need a different form.
You can identify them.
Identify them?
But I can't.
So you know the thieves but not their names?
Hey, cut it out! Someone shut the dachshund up?
He isn't a dachshund!
Let's start again.
You know who the thieves are, but not their names.
Still busy, Lulu? I wanted to buy you a beer.
Inspector, I wanted to see you.
Yes, Mr Murat, but I'm very busy.
I gave your case to Mr Marguet.
He's a specialist. You're in good hands.
Ghostbusters is on TV tonight.
If the Inspector recommends you...
He's had my case for 3 years now.
The thieves come every night.
They come in through the walls, rob me, and leave.
The walls...
It's the only way.
We checked. The only way.
Coffee?
You might need it.
You could be right. Thanks.
Hello, Mr Murat.
He comes twice a month.
Just think! He was head postmaster.
Then one day
his mind went.
But what can you do?
That's life.
Isn't the phone ringing?
Yes, I can hear it. But my strategy is,
let it ring 7 or 8 times, so they think we're busy.
They usually hang up by then.
Not this time.
Mr Lucien, it's a lady for you.
Must be your wife. She sounds like a redhead.
Adrienne...
Yes, I'm feeling low.
No, I'm back to square one.
Cécile, I'd love to lunch with you, but I'm on duty at noon.
You could make an effort.
I haven't seen you since that coke bust.
No car?
They really sent you to the back of beyond!
I can take a taxi.
Pére-Lachaise, then.
Yes, the side entrance, I know.
See you tomorrow.
To the memory of the victims of terrorism...
You OK?
You once claimed that all dealers were terrorists.
Still think so?
I do. They should be treated like terrorists.
Starting with whoever sold you your first fix.
Your terrorists never stay in the slammer for long.
Some of them do.
Just look at your outfit!
The clients do the looking, not me.
It's no way to dress in a cemetery.
It won't wake them up.
The dead get a hard-on too. Really!
I started mainlining and Mum went crazy.
The AIDS test?
No, we're closer now that I'm HIV positive.
She's scared to tell me she loves me.
- Why did you leave? - Dough.
She's broke.
When I'm home, she spoils me with gifts.
Mum's more optimistic than I am.
Can I have your olives?
Still at the hotel?
I left 3 weeks ago.
I'm staying with a former client.
He's nice. He's 60 and he leaves me alone.
I get the picture.
What about the dope?
I asked you a question. The dope?
I'm still on a gram a day.
A bit more actually.
They sell crap so it takes more.
Is that a fact?
You gave me your word.
Hooker's word or junkie's word?
Hard luck, I'm both.
Don't be mad at me.
I brought you a present.
The supplier's license plate, plus his schedule.
Phone number?
No.
You're a love.
You're beautiful.
Really beautiful.
Eat, or you'll be late.
- Two coffees and the bill. - No, this is on me.
First I get ditched, then I'm your pimp.
Lulu...
Got any leftovers from a bust?
Just a wrap. I'm getting the chills.
Please. I don't want to go back on the job.
There's nothing left, I swear.
I left it all behind when I got fired.
Are you mad at me?
Don't be stupid.
You should lay off greasy food.
See you.
Next time, lunch is on me.
Next, the hi-fi.
Equipment and the brands.
Top-quality brands.
I'll be needing my money back.
I'll give you the forms but I need brand names,
serial numbers for TV, VCR, etc...
Serial numbers?
To identify the material in the unlikely event that it's found.
I don't have them.
No one ever does.
Meanwhile, sign this.
Read it over first.
Administration just called.
You're leaving us next Friday.
I forgot about the gold coins. At least a dozen of them!
He has these tics.
That's what we're here for.
Gold coins, then.
Did you forget anything else? Maybe some treasury bonds?
Seventy-one!
Do you mind if I go first? It's urgent.
That's very kind of you.
I'll be right with you.
I'm back in CID on Monday, Katy.
Hence the flowers?
They're not so fresh. From the subway station.
You must have been desperate.
Get a move on!
Clumsy oaf!
Car radios go back to their owners. And in working order!
I don't fucking believe it!
He messes up the hardware, and I take the rap!
Watch your mouth! And pull your pants up!
Get it?
- Jean-Marc? - What is it?
Someone jumped out the window. 24 Rue Caumartin!
Why are suicides always off-hours?
So he's CEO of a multinational.
His kid tagged half a subway train.
A spell of custody won't kill him.
He'll be out by six.
No, he's still here.
We'll send him over with the file.
Don't worry. The Prefect will be up in arms.
It's not like the 11th.
The 8th and 16th districts are minefields.
Right.
So you threw a tantrum?
It's been a while.
Glad you're back on board.
So am I.
The report on the two pushers.
Jean-Marc, what about your stiff?
It won't fly away!
That's just it.
Just what?
The suicide. He tried to fly away.
Next time, try tailing them
instead of busting them like that.
Sure, chief. But they were hard to follow.
"Try," I said. That means make an effort.
I need Bridoux's signature.
- Can I have the Renucci report? - Sure.
Lefort.
Since you're in a good mood,
you and Plantier can deal with that suicide.
Now!
You'll meet the crew.
We need more productive targets.
Any equipment?
We just got a moped.
Does it work?
Manu got you this time.
Do you like it?
Is this the Drug Squad?
My name's Marguet. I'm on the team.
Dominique Henriot. Call me Dodo. I'm in charge of these nutters.
No one outwits me. Not even Manu.
Dodo, you're such an ass!
Diop Mamadu. He's a dealer.
Good kid, if you talk nice to him. Right, Mamadu?
Antoine Cantoni. Call me Looping. Or Tonio.
Manuel. The chief's going bonkers.
Now come clean.
We know you deal, jerk off. Everybody says so.
Admit it!
I swear I don't, Chief. You've got it all wrong.
Cut the crap!
I'm never wrong. Ever!
See how he hurt himself?
Chewed it over? You were selling, right?
I told you.
Me, work. No drugs. Never drugs!
You filthy liar!
Think of your mum,
back home in the village
when they hear you sell drugs.
And your dad. Think of his shame!
Ever think of them?
Do you ever think about God?
He's watching. He knows you deal.
You can't mess with God.
You'll cop it, you know.
Really cop it.
Coffee?
- Better run. - Why?
You'll find out.
Disgusting as ever.
I've had worse.
A matter of taste.
So is Dodo always like that?
He's young at heart.
We're in a prefab with Vincent, a young graduate.
You must be Marguet.
Some forms for you to fill out.
Got any change, Cantoni?
No, I don't.
- Hang on... - No, coffee's bad for his ulcer.
My gun and handcuff serial numbers again?
Twice a year, like a swallow.
I'll go out for coffee.
Coffee with a chaser. Come on...
Now I get it.
- Welcome to the club. - Thanks.
You want the number of the bucket?
It's funny.
See what you did to my paper? Brand new.
Hot off the press.
The strip-search report...
Right under your nose, Dodo.
Look.
Ten francs: Five for the paper, five for psychological trauma.
Five for the coffee, plus tip.
Well, well.
Hi, gang!
Shit. Missed!
Marie, that wasn't nice.
Not you, you stink.
Take your bag back. My desk isn't a dump.
That's twice in 3 days. You're not very nice.
Hello, you.
Squeeze me! Hail Marie, full of grace.
Filthy beggar!
Hello, you. Who's he?
One of us.
Great! One more to take care of me.
New guys get 8 kisses.
Hey, we've got work to do!
- Detective? - Investigator, second-grade.
Beneath me, then. I'll work you hard.
By the way, the van still stinks of petrol.
He nearly puked.
It's been due a service for ten days.
I took in the Citroén last week.
Manu, you're kicking your heels.
Give me a break!
There's one prisoner. You don't need me told your hand.
I'm doing the lottery.
Enough!
I get the message: It's for us. Thanks, guys.
- "US"? - That's us.
Here we go. Another of your suitors.
She's all moist!
Honestly, there's no let-up!
Honk again and I'll shove your licence up arse!
Now piss off, prick!
- I'll kill one of them one day! - If that's your thing.
Cops who don't need cars always have the most.
That's the least of it.
Shall we nick one?
Must be short-sighted.
Blind as a bat, you mean. This is unbelievable.
Since when do we have Beetles?
With radio, too.
No, it's a pal's car.
What's the problem?
Only it's time for my break.
Yeah, it smells of petrol.
A bit.
A bit! You try spending a night in it.
Hey, I was just being friendly.
Probably just a spill. Try airing it for half an hour.
We waited 20 minutes just to hear that?
Hey, take it easy!
René!
My replacement. Petrol or not, it's lunchtime.
Forget it.
Check out the van, it smells of petrol.
It stinks all right.
Did he check below?
Checked his watch, mostly.
Take it over there.
You drive this in the sea?
It's probably full of winkles!
There's a huge leak in the tank.
It needs work on it.
You'll have to sign it in.
- Damn, that's all we need. - OK, thanks.
We're looking for the duty officer to sign a vehicle in.
He's probably in the basement.
Come back in half an hour.
He's meant to be here, on duty!
Skip it.
Pity. It's the chief's car.
- He won't like this. - We'll explain.
Your name?
We'll make a note of it.
Will the duty officer
please report to the office.
There we go!
What is it?
A chief's car to be signed in.
That's a chief's car?
He has modest tastes.
Clever clogs. So what's wrong with it?
Petrol leak.
Is the tank full?
With detained vehicles, we fill them up.
In case of fires.
Fill a tank that leaks? That's illogical.
Logic is logic and rules are rules.
Rule says you fill the tank. So fill the tank.
Thanks. Bon appétit.
Aslim Said!
My dear friends!
Great to see you! Hello, Marie!
Smart of you to reserve.
This table's free in a minute.
When he says "friends", he wants something from us.
This is Lucien, from the 7th.
Got any pals in the 7th?
I've got loads!
Me too. One in particular.
This Arab knows too many pigs!
Hold me back! Damn Frenchman!
One thing about pigs:
I'd never put one in my couscous!
Some mates of yours are here.
The super Drug Squad cops!
And with a new baby!
Marguet.
- They call me Pastis. - You don't say.
So did you make him?
Whoever made you could stick it away!
I'll say!
Nice wine.
I'm fed up of you drinking out of my glass.
I'll get another bottle.
Hey, remember a guy called Blondin?
Yes, Blondin, in the 9th.
He always took a cut.
He was nabbed last year, then released.
- Guess where he is now. - Fired?
No, back on the job and suing for moral prejudice.
And he'll win!
They really blew that one.
Your merguez are hot!
Dodo... my parking tickets.
Selima, the bourrha.
No, champagne. To celebrate.
Great! A good recruit.
Not like Vincent.
Still drinking?
Someone has to.
And your transfer?
No luck. Although I've been here for years.
Try joining the union.
Apply as a social case.
It takes two suicide attempts to even qualify.
Pity suicide by pastis doesn't count.
They'd never keep up.
Aside from the subpoenas, what are you working on?
Damn, I forgot the tape.
Count me out.
A criminal case:
A girl OD'd in a bar.
It's not a criminal case, just a death.
Selling dope is a crime.
We can't do any work
without the van.
And the new one in '89?
In '92.
How about a subway raid? That'll keep us going.
Give me a chance to digest.
Here, Marie.
Let me get the mike on.
You're like a bitch in heat!
I'll team up with Lulu.
I forgot my gear.
You never use it anyway.
Brief us down there.
We can't do briefings in the subway.
That Arab wine's strong!
It's looking good.
That's youth for you, ma'am!
We shouldn't do that!
Dodo.
How's this?
You're better without.
Really?
We make a nice couple.
Maybe.
You ought to hold hands.
I don't get what you're saying.
Marie.
Tell Fatso and Vincent to cross over. It looks suspicious.
Roger.
Vincent, Manu, cross to the other side.
We'll stand by the map.
Which one's the dealer?
We should have planned this.
Our friend Dodo really blends in.
The Rasta just took the bread from the junkies next to me.
When he delivers, we move in.
Right.
Did you see the banker take the bread?
Got it, Manu?
The black guy on your side.
Manu?
Manu and Vincent take the banker.
Who, the small black guy?
You got it!
How many black guys is that?
Two! Only one on your side.
And the guy crossing?
Police!
The cuffs!
Not in the tunnel, Manu!
Shit!
Let's try it.
No point, we lost him.
Anyway, a black guy in a tunnel...
So what now?
We zip up and go to bed.
Goodnight.
Shit, an OD. Do we split?
Split? You prick!
She's breathing.
Finish the ravioli, while you're at it.
What's this?
I never saw it before!
It was in your socks.
Giscard and Mitterrand get away with all sorts
and you bust my balls over 50 grams?
What a prick!
I bet he beats me.
You're psychic.
Give me the seals.
Like it?
Look!
No, not now.
You got Mesrine?
What time do we quit? At 9?
My heater's waiting up for me.
Don't talk about heaters.
My freezer, then.
Look.
The guy arriving there, in blue.
I think it's him.
Are you sure?
I don't know. He fits the description.
There. I've got him good!
I'll show it to my cousin, just to make sure.
Who taught you to film?
I studied for IDHEC.
Film school?
Yeah.
But I didn't get in.
Shit!
She's fucked up.
- I'm not filming that. - Why? It's great!
Pastis, Vincent?
I prefer coffee.
At 10? You have rank now, you can drink.
Pour him one.
- Break him in. - We've got work to do.
All the typewriters are taken.
Set up in the night offices.
Enjoy your drink.
Page one...
Page two...
No, that comes after.
The last page is missing.
I'll see to it.
More pornography?
Rue Myrha?
No, the Champs-Elysées.
For your chest X-ray. Make sure go.
- Hey, brilliant shots! - There he is.
Fantastic.
A real dealer!
You like it?
You filmed this?
Our police cadets should see it.
I bet Adore will want to see it.
You've got a fan.
First deal he's ever seen. On film!
Recognise him?
We shot this yesterday.
The report's missing a page.
I'm on it.
All that?
I get down all the details. It's the best way.
Nobody reads the damn things. Come and see this.
Where does the carpet go?
You ordered a carpet?
Pure wool. Mottled grey to match the curtains.
Not here. Next door!
Does it look like our style?
Looks like rain.
Is the last page done?
Is it far?
Near the Tati store. Wait and see.
Would you be interested in a couple of window boxes?
Sure, why not?
What are you on now?
Investigating suburban delinquency around Paris.
Then the estates around Lyon.
What, dressed like that?
How about Mantes-la-Jolie?
Well, good luck!
You never stop.
Oh shit!
I told you.
Not loud enough.
You work the others too hard.
Close the door behind you.
Your meeting Alimata will give her another contact.
We get no overtime.
Don't make me cry!
It's porn night on the TV.
Alimata's really wary. Like all Africans.
She has to adopt you first.
I don't believe this! It stinks of shit!
A bit.
It's a hole! Sure she lives here?
Who are you?
We're friends of Alimata.
Hi! How's it going?
Lulu! At last!
It smells of gas. It's dangerous.
If it was, we'd have blown up long ago.
Mafé!
Nice and spicy, the way you like it.
You've brought me a young man.
My partner, Antoine. If ever I'm not around,
you can talk to him.
Let me show you something.
Look in the viewfinder...
Does he look like that guy you told me about?
Too small. Couldn't be him.
- Sure? - It looks like him.
Yes or no?
It's him.
Right, then.
Movies
confuse me.
You're big, you're small...
It's magic.
You know my daughter Kuliba?
Sure, we've met.
Good evening, all.
Your pal likes my girl.
Tell him to go in.
Yes, yes.
He won't be disappointed. Kuliba good girl.
I'm sure she is, but...
Say something.
You should do as you're told, don't offend Alimata.
It beats porn night on TV. You'll see.
A quick one.
No, a good one.
100 for head, 200 a screw.
And a chat?
Idiot!
On a job here?
I'm off. I like to get out at night.
Kiss me. I don't have rabies.
No, AIDS.
HIV positive. It's different.
Get in.
I've got a roommate.
It stinks of ciggies.
Plus I owe three nights.
And away we go.
I didn't ask for anything.
I know. But I want to.
I like you to look at me.
Like what you see?
Tell me you like it.
I like it.
You're pretty. Not too skinny for a junkie.
Not my arms.
Had a good night?
Enough to buy two grams?
Forget all that for a moment.
Look at me.
I'm cold.
So I'm looking.
I'm sick of lying. You're thin as a rake!
Stop this shit! Cécile, stop!
I can't.
Try! Get your arse in gear!
It's a vicious circle. Without drugs, I can't hustle.
I take drugs to hustle, and I hustle for drugs. I'm stuck.
Drop dead, then.
What a boring sermon!
But the priest is my wife's cousin.
Will you find the chateau?
I'll pay you the 2000 francs after lunch.
2500.
Film my mother again. She's 94.
They may be our last shots of her.
And the cake. My wife's creation.
I'll do a close-up.
Great.
Isn't that a Panasonic 650C?
May I ask a favour, my friend?
Come and film our table. I'm hitting on this girl.
Tell her it's for Channel 3.
It records sound too.
Machines aren't really my thing.
Come on, move your stuff. Shift!
Long time, no see. Still work for that party rental agency?
Occasionally. I'm freelancing today.
Hurry up. It's time for the cake.
- How much do you charge? - 5000.
That includes editing and music.
You work for TV?
Wedding cake in two minutes.
Shit, two minutes!
Take the necklace off.
And the ring.
Forget the ring.
Sign at the bottom.
Read it first.
Oh, it's you.
No, I'm busy with someone.
How's the kid?
I'll call you back shortly. Promise.
What's Article L.627?
Public Health Code. You get a checkup every 24 hours.
Narcotics cases can be held for up to four days.
What's the doc do?
Nothing. He just examines you.
If you're sick, you get pills.
Give me half a fix at least.
It won't show.
I paid for it with my own cash.
The black guy's the dealer, not me.
Sign it. We'll see later.
Relax, you're going to hospital.
Oh no!
Yes, it's a laugh a minute here. Go in and dry out.
Thanks, jerk off!
Shut the fuck up in there!
Your guys are driving us crazy!
I'm deaf myself.
- Get them referred. - I'm trying.
My balls are exploding!
Well, Marguet?
Mr Longuet?
Filled out those forms?
No, Mr Longuet.
Let's do it.
Come on, or no one's going to sign.
Give us a break, guys. Take a breather.
- I need a piss. - All in good time.
What was your nickname at the 14th?
"Nembutal 50."
That's right!
Nembutal 50.
Because he was so keyed up.
You wore them out.
Still an investigator?
Why not sit the exams?
I'm trying.
It helps for retirement.
HQ called.
They want a volunteer for shooting practice for the week of the 17th.
That's nice of them. We can't go round asking the units.
How about it, Marguet?
Are you game?
Why not? Although I did it 2 years ago.
You need me?
Yes. Are you doing the mail?
Grab those badges on the way.
Will do, Chief. Anything else?
So why are you still here?
I need a car. I've got seals to pick up too.
Yes, I called this morning. I'm not pleased.
All your figures are out.
I don't have a car. Ask one of the units.
All of them, I said!
Ask the units? They'll send me packing.
Raymond, could you drop this off at HQ?
Sure, but I have no car.
Take mine, the keys are on my desk.
I'll fetch them and...
There's no hurry, Raymond.
Well, Marguet?
Has the van sprung a leak?
Claude, give me some vacation forms.
Twenty or so.
Not again! You're always on vacation.
Anyway you're on target practice on the 17th.
Are you a good shot?
Not so hot.
No matter. You're going anyway.
Even sober.
Call that a checkup? It lasted 5 minutes.
Sit down.
This is for us,
and this
is for you. That should do it.
What did I tell you?
This won't do the trick. They're shit!
And the stuff in your veins isn't?
At least it helps me forget this fucking life!
Look at my arms.
No place left to stick a needle!
Not even in my fingers.
I do maybe six fixes a day.
Your pills are a joke.
Take this... you'll feel better.
This is shit too.
It's all shit.
Got money for something to eat?
Katy? It's me.
Almost done. I'll be there soon.
The kid's better?
OK.
Here... Hang on... Take this.
Don't worry. We'll get it back.
She's asleep.
When Karine is 11,
promise me we'll leave Paris.
Promise?
What's wrong, Katy?
Sometimes, I'm scared.
Scared.
Me too.
Kiss me.
Half an hour already. He might not come down.
Maybe not.
Shit, it's looking bad again.
You sure he took the dough?
No sweat. From the guy in green.
No sweat.
I thought a coffee
might be nice.
You still haven't caught him?
Not yet.
I'd have loved to join the police.
What qualifications do you need?
Qualifications?
He's coming out.
The contact.
They've got it.
It's in his mouth.
Heading for Rue du Département.
Marie, I'll tail the black guy on foot.
Manu's after him.
We'll deal with the junkies.
We've got the junkies. Positive.
Roger.
Manu, we'll grab him on the bridge.
Roger.
Police!
Freeze!
It's OK.
He's swallowing it!
Watch your gun! Cover him!
Keep kicking! He's puking!
He's puking.
Spit the shit out!
It's coming. Again!
It's coming, Lulu!
Take him away.
I'll clean up this shit.
Everyone hangs out here.
There's no one around, nothing to do.
Sure, my brother did some dumb things.
Everybody did.
What can we do?
I knew this would happen.
Who'd be a cop in the projects?
Our Minister. Turn it off, we've heard it before.
I add a bit of curry,
to give it a nutty taste.
Good, eh?
You put up with these maniacs?
Individually, they're okay.
Bureaucracy warps them, though.
There you go. Good.
With Katy's headphones, it should work.
- Let's try it. - The radio?
Go ahead, Antoine.
Do you read me?
Works like a charm.
Not in the kitchen!
Make yourself useful in here.
My first car when I entered service was a pink Talbot Horizon.
Pink?
Fuchsia pink. "Pinkies."
You couldn't miss them.
The punks used to rag us.
It was like a parade. Mine was day-glo green.
How can you work in those?
I remember I had to go see a plaintiff once.
She was at the window. Suddenly she says:
"Fancy the police towing the police."
My car had been towed off!
Everyone knew except them!
It drags. Can't you cut it more?
Even the priest looks bored.
All right. I'll cut it here.
How's the bride?
Not bad. But look at the dress.
Must be made from curtains.
Brides wear curtains nowadays.
For the reception,
I picked out a bit of muzak.
No way. For 5000 francs, they get Wagner.
There he is.
You're crazy! I'm known around here!
Don't whine, you picked the spot.
Honestly, Lulu, this car!
You may as well write "Police" on it.
Now talk.
- Who's that? - Antoine.
Can I talk freely?
- Go ahead. - Hi, Antoine!
Drive! They'll spot me!
Now spit it out.
Frankly it's a cinch.
A guy coming to town tomorrow with 50 grams.
With a phony ID. I sold it to him.
Where? When?
Sure I know!
7 :30 am. Place des Fétes, subway exit.
Want me to come along?
- You bet. - Then I will.
Drive!
Antoine just called. 7 :30am for 50 grams.
7 :30 am? Why so late?
Make an effort for once.
And who takes my kids to school?
Be a bachelor, like me.
Screw you.
Got the keys for the station wagon?
Honestly!
- Have you got my size? - I've got all sizes.
Marc, it's me. Have you got the tapes?
Thursday.
I need them/! Find a way to get them.
Marie, you can move on your I-tie.
I can't find my cuffs!
Prairie 101 to 104.
Rendezvous at Tango.
On our way.
Prairie 106 to 101. Go on local.
So what's going on?
The Italian's expecting a big delivery
from a contact in the park.
Roger.
Antoine, Lulu, set up in the school opposite.
- May I see your I.D. again? - With pleasure.
No, don't touch it.
- You're locals? - Not really.
My nephew's in the riot police. He's from Brives.
No kidding! So we can go on up
I'll ask the principal.
We'll find a classroom.
Don't get up.
This is fine.
We have a great view of the park.
Roger.
School was a real drag.
I had fun. My first dates and parties...
You're making me cry.
Gentlemen!
CID. We need your view.
What are you up?
Surveillance.
Some people in the park. We won't be long.
Looping, I miss you!
I wasn't notified.
This just came up. We couldn't notify you.
A phone call never hurt anyone.
The wop's coming into the park.
You've no business here.
Now leave!
Not till we've done our job.
Mr Martinot, call the police station immediately.
You're a pain! You pretend to look after kids,
but faced with reality, you stick your head in the sand.
Got any ID?
We showed it twice.
The way you dress...
We don't bust dealers in tuxedos.
See this? "Free access".
So just get off our backs!
- I'm calling the Academy! - Fine.
Get lost.
Forget it. Dodo's got the wop!
Where's the other one?
He's not here.
Only the wop?
He's enough.
We wanted the supplier!
Dealer, supplier, stats-wise, it's the same.
To hell with your stats! We lost a kilo!
That's not how the Ministry sees it!
Five grams or a kilo, it's all the same to them!
Everyone's looking at us.
Anyway, he'd never come in the rain.
Sure. I'll go after some snails.
Why all the zeal?
I want to be rich, get myself on TV!
Coming?
Pick you up at six?
See that?
- See what, jerk off? - I'm on time.
Honestly, it's a first.
Yeah, a scoop. Now vanish.
Anyway, I saw the guy in a bar.
We can nail them both at once.
Are you crazy? Do that and I'm a dead man!
Hey, calm down!
Just nab the delivery boy and we're away.
Okay, now disappear. We'll get the delivery boy.
OK here, Lulu?
Perfect.
Prairie 101 to 105.
Roger. So, are you there?
Just about. Switch to local.
OK, Roger.
Hi, gang. Ah, I see you now! Got the cousin.
Affirmative, he's with us. Antoine will go on foot.
- We're taking up position. - Roger.
- Got ants in your pants? - No!
That's him, there he is!
The guy dressed in denim.
Straight up, that's him.
Sure?
Listen up, everyone.
It's the punk in denim with the badge on the back.
He's moving away from the phone booth.
Heading our way.
What are they up to?
Antoine, watch out for razors. He looks nasty.
OK, be here. Don't fuck up.
Police!
- Fancy attacking people like that! - Shut it!
Bitch!
- Shut it! - Asshole!
Driver's license in the name of Miloud Amrani.
Laminated ID. Same name.
Loose change
4.70.
Your ID's a fake.
Fake?
The photo's been added.
No, it wasn't.
Nothing but hassles in France.
No one asked you to come!
It's you who's the hassle. Shut up and drop your pants.
Come on, come on!
Shoes.
Thank you.
What's this?
My savings.
You said you didn't work.
How much?
Thirteen, fourteen thousand.
Twice my salary.
I'll count again.
We haven't got all day.
Leave it out, Angie Dickinson.
Now for the briefs. Bend over and cough.
Don't be modest just because of her.
Down you get.
Bend over... and cough.
Some funny critters up here. Get up.
Nice!
Is the gentleman well hung?
Arab cocks don't turn me on.
You're a frugal chap.
- So? - We've got the lot.
So how about it, Miloud?
To hell with your fake ID. Just tell us who your supplier is.
I have nothing to say.
I didn't know what it was. I found it in the subway.
All this in the subway?
No, that's my savings!
Your savings?
Get up, Miloud! Take a look!
Come on! There!
No, look! You see her?
Look again! What's she doing?
She's dying while you count your bills.
Calm down!
Cool it.
Go have a coffee.
Did you hurt yourself?
Yes.
Why the hysterics? Beating up an Arab...
There are no Arabs, only dealers.
Yellow, white, black, only goddam dealers!
Go type up your report.
See? Saving doesn't pay any more.
Get off my case, Vincent.
I don't get it. I thought we'd make a good team,
that I'd learn.
Then learn! We bust a guy with at least 50 grams
and we try to get his supplier's name.
- By beating him up. - Why not?
Did they teach you to ask politely?
Or threaten to expel him?
He'll just come back with another fake ID.
Like half our arrests do!
- It's not normal. - Not normal?
What is? Young girls hustling for a fix?
Dealers who sell plaster as smack
and get away with it because plaster is non-toxic?
Junkies who OD - they're normal!
Having a grope, girls?
Get lost!
So what do we charge him with?
Give me a break with your charges!
You want results? Forget the law!
No cash, no equipment... We muddle through.
We can't spend a lifetime on it. We do what we must.
You think I like punching Arabs?
Or that I vote Le Pen? I just want to do my job!
Me too. But we don't see eye to eye.
I'm changing offices.
Now change your profession.
- Can I piss now? - Go ahead, Piss.
- How's the promotion? - Soon.
And Pastis?
Fine.
Did Marseille beat Nimes?
Yeah, 4-2.
Life's sweet, then.
Perfect.
I grabbed a bike helmet. Very discreet.
Who's the chap next door?
Some villain with smack and fake ID.
I'll interview him.
It's taken care of.
Had a late night?
No, an early morning. Unlike some.
Of course it was good...
But it's over.
Thirty minus the bag... that's twenty eight.
No, it has nothing to do with Albert.
No, it's just me.
I've had enough.
We can stay friends.
Honestly, you guys are all the same! You take it personally.
Albert and I go back 10 years.
Albert is Albert.
I can't answer that. I'm not alone.
I already told you. You want me to say it in Chinese?
I don't have to justify myself.
But I'm not alone.
Seals, anyone?
It's positive.
Brown.
You're a pain!
We type the report first.
- Anyone got any carbon paper? - Not me.
Hang on.
We have new ones.
Here.
- Mum nicked them. - Thank your mum.
Thanks, Mum!
Yeah, we only ordered carbons two months ago.
Only two?
That's sixty 60 grams, minus our cousins' cut.
Of course.
Give it a break! You'll never change.
Oh, come on!
I'm wearing jeans and a light blue shirt. Happy now?
A lace G-string.
No, white.
Is that Longuet?
Secret liaison.
Stop it.
I promise.
Take care. Bye.
I broke up with Pierre.
- Nice one! - No, it's tough!
It's good.
Lace G-strings?
And I'm sexy in them.
It's true.
- We'll have to see. - I've seen.
Shit, the line's always busy.
Why mess around with his ID? It's fake.
Immigration is always busy.
I'll try an outside line.
Still no line free.
Dial-a-Screw.
I do what I can.
I'll ram your fucking spray down your throat!
Get off me, I'm your boss.
Your telephone sex is hogging our lines.
Did you siphon the tank on my scooter?
- You shit! - Stinks, doesn't it?
Thirdly... Are you listening?
The sum of 14,000 francs: 23 x 500-franc notes...
Need a hand?
No, thanks. We're nearly done.
Floral arrangements?
You want the Ministry.
We only grow weed here.
20 two-hundreds...
Not so fast!
Who's up for the lead Cécile gave me?
Are you mad? We only just wrapped up a case.
Come on, just to pinpoint him.
We know you. We'll end up with 15 arrests.
We can't pass it up.
I've got a union meeting tonight.
Five of us will be plenty.
I'll cook some pasta for you first.
I'd like to, only Antoine and I have a cousin to see.
- Shit, it's strong. - Make an effort, Looping!
You're not tired of my pasta already?
Can I have a glass of wine?
We've had complaints about the barbecue.
I'll take two, Dodo.
What about the new car we were promised?
Well, you know...
We pay for a fax line but we don't have a machine, so your car...
My dad kept telling me to stop showing off.
That's all I heard when I was growing up.
Hence I'm undercover.
I told you not to blow on the barbecue.
- I warned you. - Shut up!
Don't make it worse. It went right into my eyes!
Think he'll show? It's one o'clock already.
Well, Lulu?
Roger, Manu. We'll wait till 3.
Dodo, a taxi
- is heading your way. - Roger.
No, wrong licence plate.
Roger. Over.
After high school, I sat exams.
It was that or the electric company. I'm anti-nuclear.
Still rabbiting?
I talk even when I'm giving head!
Roger.
I'm impressed.
That's Malika's 7th client.
You can't count, that's her 7th.
He must make 20 grand a month.
His hotel room doesn't cost much.
Plus he can screw to muzak.
How about some pepper spray.
What's that idiot up to?
Look at that twat!
What the f...?
Stop messing around. Lulu, a cab's dropping a hooker off.
Get him!
Let me type, SO you can eat your sandwich.
You ripped your client off for 4000 francs.
Can't you see he's making it up?
You mean you earned all this in one night?
OK, so I fleeced him.
Call this number. One of your colleagues.
At this time?
Try it. His beeper number's on the back.
He's indicating a right turn.
Take over, Antoine.
And put your headlights on!
Oh, shit.
He's turning right.
I'll do a u-turn and stay behind Dodo.
He's stopped.
The girl's getting out.
How many does he supply?
At least twenty.
I'll tail him.
OK. Roger.
He's off.
Don't lose him, you bozos!
It's you who's tailing him.
Right turn.
I'll head straight on.
Roger. I'll take him.
Shit, he's turning left.
Must be a socialist.
He's stopping.
Roger, Lulu.
I'm parking.
I'll go ahead.
So?
Got it! 34 rue Ambroise Croizat.
Who's that?
My wife.
Where's the nearest phone?
You again! You like it here.
Ah, there you are!
It's about time!
I'm not paid for this.
- Marguet. - Saintonge.
What's she been up to now?
She ripped a client off for 4000.
Are you crazy? That's my night's earnings!
Calm down. This isn't my unit.
He can have his bread, not mine!
I took 2600 off the prick.
Don't tell me you believe the slut!
We're going to do this in a quiet, orderly fashion.
First off, you had fun with the aforementioned slut.
He couldn't even get it up!
That's enough!
Secondly, pending litigation, the sum will be placed under seal.
You'll be summoned. You want to report her?
- Do I have to? - Oh, yes.
- The thing is, I'm married. - So?
Here, the chief says it's okay.
I can transfer the file to you.
I really appreciate this.
Thanks for calling. Time for a coffee?
No. Too much work.
Let's go, big girl.
Hang on, I'm not done.
Wear slip-ons.
In the cage?
You expect me to invite you home?
Why not?
Not in there with them!
Give me a break, Cécile!
Come on.
I bet on Marseille but they lost.
Hard luck, Lefort. Come on.
Will this do?
Nice place.
Do you work here?
Even in my worst temp job, I never used antiques like these.
No electric typewriters?
We're not allowed them.
- Why not? - The strikes.
You can't go on strike.
No, power strikes, silly.
Aren't you wasting your time on me?
Maybe.
All I ever do is screw up.
I make promises, then I slip back.
One day you'll screw up too badly for me to help.
I never gave you a thing. We never even made love.
It's better like that.
I can't stop.
Maybe I'm weak.
I've seen so many croak.
I've attended more funerals than weddings.
Remember when we met?
I got busted and you saw me stash my dope behind a radiator.
Why didn't you say anything?
So you'd get it on the way out.
With your phone number on the bag.
That's how we get informers.
Bastard.
It wasn't just that, though.
It wasn't just that.
I see.
Don't mind me! Why not use the van?
It's roomier.
What time is it?
Almost nine.
Here, a message for you. Looks urgent.
Get up.
Shit.
When was this?
No idea.
Hello, is that you?
I'm a pal of Willy's.
He hung up. Try to trace it.
Three of us will go. Emergency.
- A cousin? - A good one.
Can I wash?
It isn't a hotel.
I'm not talking to you.
Cheek!
Did you hear the chief?
Don't clean up too much.
Come on. You can't stay here.
- It's not what you think. - I know what I see.
Quite. You didn't see a thing.
"A jammed cylinder." Four and four.
- I know that one: "Swiss roll". - Nice one.
Game of Risk?
We've got an emergency.
So do we.
I get the picture. You stick to routine.
I can't turn tricks with this face.
Do it later. I'll drop you off.
I feel like walking.
Sure?
Lulu...
Got any dough?
I need a bit more.
- You're up to 3 grams? - No, honestly, but I need more.
Don't bullshit me. I know you.
Anyway, I have to go.
You've got no friends, only informers!
We know they're here!
There's no Willy here.
Tourists only. Blacks are too risky.
No more blacks!
Let me see.
Careful, Selim may be around.
He's downstairs.
So, you swine, did you forget me?
You promised to come back. Wasn't it good?
Oh yeah, it very good.
Have you seen two blacks?
Two Senegalese.
These are from Zaire. A couple.
Room 41.
They've been here for 4 days.
You're a love.
What about my papers?
On the way.
Here?
The boss is dodgy.
- Who is it? - The Pope.
Hi.
This is Marie, a colleague.
It's taken me 3 months to find you.
Since the Paki case.
Paki case! Screwed me good and proper!
You dropped me in the shit. Now we lie low in hotels!
You lost your squat. I got fired.
We're even.
One apiece.
It's stuffy.
So what's going on?
It's Philomeéne.
What's wrong with her?
Shit, who did this to you?
He did it to me!
He's crazy! He tried to kill me!
Are you cracked?
OK, I did it. But there's more.
Look!
See? She's been shooting up on the quiet!
I was sick!
Smoking didn't hit the mark any more.
Tell him, Lulu.
It calms me down.
Start that again and I'll calm you down!
Quiet! You'll rouse the hotel.
She's right, Willy. Shut up.
You're going off the rails.
Keep this up and Willy will dump you.
And don't expect me to pull you through.
I'll try to stop.
Try Marmottant.
Ever tried to get a bed there?
We'll see what we can do.
Cool it! Call me later today.
OK, but if she starts again...
OK, OK...
Even strung out, you're a top shoplifter!
I do OK.
- You sell to the hookers? - Yeah.
A 500-franc perfume goes for 200.
Go on, take one for your wife.
You, too. Help yourself.
Come on, Marie, let's go.
Just watch yourself. It was you who turned her on.
Try room 24. It'll be worth your while.
It'll be no problem...
Police!
Bastard!
Come on!
He's biting me!
Motherfucker!
- Lulu! - Coming!
Prick! Lulu!
Let go of the cuffs!
You'll pay, fucker!
Seek and thou shalt find.
Right, pal?
I attack Quebec
with three armies.
Not Quebec! Shit!
In one!
I held it!
Sure we've got nothing on today?
And I invade Greenland!
Sit there, prick!
Dammit, I was winning!
You're bleeding.
Thanks for your help. It's ketchup!
We scuttled Dodo's offensive. It's getting nasty!
So you won a prize Rasta in the subway.
Look what he did.
Twat.
Cécile called. It's important.
You're bitter.
Leave the mess alone.
And this, Mr Lulu?
To be thrown out?
Where are these from?
It's the wop. He swiped a batch of shoes.
You can have them.
So I can take them?
- Sure. For the whole tribe! - Thanks!
No cash?
Lift your arms.
We're getting our expenses after lunch!
About time.
- Should I do an arrest report? - Make it an AIDS test.
You ought to see a doctor.
I'm going to.
How much?
1300, after hand-outs. Shit, I miscounted!
Wrong again!
- Get a move on, Dodo! - Just wait!
Someone's getting their money's worth.
That's it. Here.
Not for my old dear.
Very considerate!
I don't get it. Two reams of top sheets but only one of second.
We've been telling you for five years!
Report forms are one top sheet, then a series of second sheets.
For 15 years I've been getting them in equal supply.
We're snowed under with top sheets.
They've got to be used.
Like rubbers. Naturally you don't want any.
I'll take one.
You didn't mention the bust.
I came down to get you!
Not for a bust.
We didn't know.
So you say.
So I say.
Was it Willy?
I bet it was Willy.
I forget.
There's a warrant out on Willy. If I find him, I bang him up!
Find him first.
You're great! You specialize in busting our cousins.
I'm good at chemistry anyway.
We'd have stopped him biting you.
You'd have stopped him... Try shifting your arse!
We don't work behind a desk. Or a bar.
I'm fed up with guys who do nothing all morning,
take three-hour lunches,
and go home early to watch TV!
That's how it is!
Relax, honey!
Who's going for an AIDS test next month?
It's half a day off.
Yeah, right!
Here he comes.
Now he's taking the money.
There you go. I'll play it again.
These dealers eat you up.
You go after them, then you film them.
You're obsessed.
I'm memorizing them.
I'm lousy with faces.
Especially black guys.
I busted a guy I nailed 3 years ago. I didn't recognize him. He knew me.
You love playing the voyeur.
Laugh.
You have dozens of tapes of them
and hardly any of your daughter.
How often do you film her? Or me?
Only on holiday.
- What are you doing? - Filming you.
Not like this!
Don't. You're like a kid.
I look awful tonight.
I think you look beautiful.
You know things better by filming them?
I don't know.
I feel as if I do.
Get undressed.
So you can show it to your dad my mistake?
You really want me to undress?
You never suggested it before.
Yeah... I didn't dare ask.
So will you undress?
When I'm ready.
Will you ask again?
In ten minutes?
Seen the time?
Once we've seen Cécile, we go home. OK?
She tried to call me, twice.
But she's not here.
She must be with a client.
What, a 45-minute trick?
Unless she does specials.
Not funny.
She means a lot to you.
Do I drop you off, or we spend the night here?
- Jeanine must be hungry. - Jeanine?
My turtle.
Jea-nine. Nin-ja. See?
Oh, I get it.
Two hours and no sign of action.
The cousin said things get going around 7.
You're in line for a ticket.
So we see.
I bet she's sexy off-duty.
Get your mouth round this!
She'll have us towed away.
Police. We're on a stakeout.
It's not marked.
So I'm telling you.
If you're a policeman, you ought to obey the rules!
Get off our tits!
Listen up, if we get towed away,
you'll be down the Jobcentre tomorrow, OK?
Arsehole.
Come on, this is a drag.
Antoine said to wait.
Just remember who's in charge of this unit.
- Manu to Marie. - Go ahead.
Dodo says we go in.
So I see. Someone's going to be pleased.
What's got into you?
Electricity board. Any blacks live here?
Two out back, on the right.
We don't even have electricity.
Break the door down.
You're off your trolley!
Come on, Marie!
Police.
He's mine! You can't take him!
We won't.
I'll kill him first!
She's crazy!
Take it easy. We're not going to take your kid!
You'll take him into care!
There's no dealer.
- Don't blame me! - There's only women here!
We should have waited!
OK, OK!
Come on, I want your ID, the lot!
Calm down, calm down.
Dodo, she's on crack. We can't reason with her.
Give me the baby!
She's on crack.
- Do you smoke crack? - No, not me.
- So what's this? - I don't smoke!
But you lie!
- I don't lie! - ID papers!
That didn't take long.
So? All set for promotion?
I left early. I couldn't stand it!
You learn nothing about the street, it's all red tape.
How to type reports.
I've been doing it for 14 years!
We need a police dog, at 72 Rue Stephenson.
Wasn't it for 7 o'clock?
I told him. He's at it again!
Step on it.
Calm down!
What a palaver!
Listen, we're not here to take your baby!
Don't take him!
Come and sit here.
Shift, Manu!
I want my sister to take him!
Manu, get up!
Come and sit down.
Crack, niggers... I'm sick of it!
Calm down. Where's your sister?
There.
Come here.
What's his name?
Give it to her.
Calm down.
Don't take him into care!
No one's taking him into care.
You bunch of useless twats. She's just a user.
You weren't here! I was told to go, so I went in.
Seven o'clock, I said! It's not complicated!
Cowboys!
We do our best.
Cut it out, Dodo!
What's this if it isn't dope?
- You're going to jail! - No, not jail!
They'll take him away from me!
I can take care of the baby. I've got a job.
As a hooker, I bet.
Oh, give us a break!
I'm not a hooker, I do housework!
See? She works.
That fucking kid! What a mess here!
Cute kid. Maybe he's hungry.
Sure he is.
I can hardly feed him. I've got no money.
Except for crack!
I don't smoke! No!
Just once or twice a day.
Shut that kid up, will you, Vincent?
The kid? What do you want me to do?
Let him do it! I didn't become a cop for this.
What are we doing here anyway?
Let me go!
Relax!
There you go. She's good for 2 or 3 years.
She's not a dealer.
So? Let her take the rap.
And the baby?
Into care.
But the sister wants him.
Who cares?
You realise what you're doing?
You wanted to learn, now's your chance.
- Got 20 francs? - Again?
- It's getting expensive. - It's good, though.
Cécile Rousselin. Room 38.
Oh?
Since when?
It doesn't matter, I'll call back.
Nice! Here, have a drink.
My salt pork's less fatty this time.
It's salt pork.
Of 122 Sundays on duty, it's my 115th salt pork.
About time I got here.
Let's drink to that.
The Soviet stuff?
Aussenac, is your phone tap still on?
I think they're ready for action.
I don't blame them.
Weekends are best for them, with only seven of us on duty.
It's what the dealers say.
"Friday to Monday, we're cool."
A cockroach!
Doesn't it stink enough here?
The Prefect's due on Monday.
So tidy up your desks.
He might come upstairs.
Got that, Aussenac?
Do we hang bows on the door?
Don't worry, Chief. We'll be out on a job.
Fine!
Give me some pork.
How come we don't get the same benefits as Customs?
A percentage on our cases.
Or keep the vehicles we confiscate?
Otherwise they just rot in the garage.
Lay off me about Customs.
In some ways, they're as badly off as we are.
Try dealing with four Airbuses coming in from Africa.
You'd do like they do:
Check the first 100 bags, find dope in 10, then stop.
Then there are diplomats who object
and sub-prefects who order you to obey.
Result: 50 kilos of drugs get through with the state's blessing.
Nobody takes any real measures.
They use us to catch votes.
It isn't a Groucho republic.
It's a Grouchy republic. Always too late.
My son's 13.
I'm sure he's met his first dealer.
So that's your new sign?
For the Drug Squad, "The French Joint" is perfect.
So is the price. Paid for out of my pocket.
Hey, quit whining! It's not sacrifice, it's renovation.
You heard our Minister:
"Modernization can only succeed"
"if members of the police actively participate."
By forking out, you're obeying orders.
Anyone here?
What's up?
Police.
Is Cécile Rousselin still in room 38?
No idea. I doubt it.
Well, take a look.
- What's the name again? - Cécile Rousselin.
There's been a man there for the last 4 days.
That's not it.
Madame Rousselin was here before.
No forwarding address?
Is it serious?
No. Thanks.
Lucien Marguet.
Investigator.
Extension 791.
Just one inquiry.
Cécile Rousselin.
Date of birth: 28/2/66.
You're in early.
Quiet weekend?
Seen this? For the cats.
Hello?
Hold the line... It's Philoméne.
Tell her to hold.
He's coming.
Nothing? Negative, then. OK, thanks.
Hello, Philo?
Oh, shit...
When was this?
Don't panic. Stay where you are.
We're on our way... Bye.
- Willy beat her up? - No, he got done.
Shit!
Is Philoméne here?
My sister, Berthe.
- Where's Willy? - Here.
You guys are sick!
You shopped us to the Senegalese.
And they're out already!
No way.
They must have been charged.
But it was them!
Both of them!
Look what they did to him. With razors.
Could it have been their pals?
Look, I can tell blacks apart.
Can he sleep in this racket?
Berthe, turn it down!
The doctor gave him a sedative.
Shall we hospitalize him?
What more could they do?
Who squealed?
Guess.
What's more, they're both wanted.
Philomeéne, you have to get out of town.
You guys are fucking great to work with!
I'm coming!
The Prosecutor's office misplaced the file, I tell you.
They lost it! Don't blame me.
I've still got our copy.
Illegal immigrants carrying 65 grams, fake ID, stolen credit cards,
and they let them go!
No file, no case. It's not my fault.
I'm not the one who screwed up.
He's right. But he did screw up.
Squealing on our informers. Nice one, Dodo!
Who gave Willy to the blacks?
Answer me!
Answer me for once! You've got shit for brains!
You've pulled this one before.
You get some guy to spill the beans
in exchange for our informers.
What happens? Willy gets slashed!
We lose our informers while you fill out your shitty figures!
You can get new informers!
Like Willy, who brings us kilos?
Yeah, the notebook... I hate this fucking notebook!
Your water pistol, your stupid spray, your dwarf...
You're a prick!
A prick. We're all pricks. We're crap!
Lunch?
I just had this wine away from that jerk of a delivery boy.
Shut the door, would you?
So who died?
- Hi there. - I only work in cars.
Yeah, I know. I'm looking for Cécile.
Haven't seen her for a week.
Did she move on? Or get arrested?
Stop asking questions! Ask the cops.
Very helpful. Thanks.
Is that all?
Affirmative.
Shall we check this one?
I'll get her ready.
Not a pretty sight.
But you could tell it wasn't her.
I bet you had a thing for her before you met Katy.
Get off my case, Marie.
Great start for the day.
The morgue before breakfast, and now this.
I'm getting old.
Better clean out your head, Lulu, otherwise...
Mr Marguet, your mother's been expecting you for two weeks.
I've been tied up at with work.
I've heard that one before.
Go on in.
You haven't eaten.
How about a yoghurt?
Try some. I'll help you.
Don't be mad at me, I couldn't make it sooner.
We're snowed under.
But I'm doing OK.
Work's going well.
Really.
We're a good team, we get results.
Everything's fine... just fine.
Have some more.
I need to walk.
I knew you'd be here.
So this is where your grandad lived.
Is it that bad?
I feel dirty, Katy.
I'm bad news. Go away or I'll hurt you.
You already have.
Why stay with me?
Apparently cops have the highest rates of divorce and alcoholism.
There you go.
Statistics aren't my thing.
It won't work out, Katy.
So, it won't work.
As you were.
They're still at the bar.
Ask her what the noise is.
I'm playing pinball. You're putting me off.
Shit, I lost my extra ball!
Save one for me, love.
Cécile!
What?
With the pram.
You're crazy!
What are you doing here?
I've been looking for you for a year.
Look.
- It's yours? - Of course.
I kept trying to tell you.
Meet my mum. Mind what you say. She only knows about the dope.
Mum... this is Lulu.
Can you look after him?
Isn't he sweet?
Don't ask who the father is.
Guess what his name is. Gabriel.
Like my grandad.
You're crazy. Why did you keep it?
I know, but he's negative.
Yes, for now.
It can change. It keeps me awake.
But it's my only chance to get out.
I've given everything up. I'm off to Auvergne.
They're preparing to leave.
Lulu?
Roger.
- Same routine? - Yep.
To Auvergne?
If I stay here I'll start again.
Too many dealers around.
Maybe there...
Will you write?
Sure. I'll even come to see you.
And your life?
What the hell are you doing? Let's go!
I'm having a ball.
Get a move on!
Shit, the address.
I forgot to ask for her address.