01x05 - Positional Warfare

[bunniefuu]

[sighs]

[vehicles approaching]

- [blows air]
- [car doors close]

[Franck] Take this one.
This one, take this one. We need two.

[Gilles] Oh, God.

My God, oh my God. Goddammit!

Shush, Gilles! There's no time for this.

Let's load your SUV onto the barge.

- Strap it down, tight!
- [Franck] Take it easy.

Okay.

sh*t. Hey, Simon, we need help.

- I'm sick of this sh*t.
- Hey, f*cking shut it and move it.

You don't speak to me like that!

- Then stop whining!
- [Franck] Calm down.

Simon, 30 minutes, we're done.

I'll bring the digger over
so we can set the bucket up.

[Franck] Huh? Let's get a move on.

f*ck.

[Franck] The back wheel, Simon.

[Simon] I don't even know
how this sh*t works.

[Franck] Keep going.

[barge engine starts up]

Hey, make it fast!

I'm freezing, man.

Where's the deepest part?

In the middle of the river.

It's about ten meters deep.

- Right place?
- Yeah.

- Okay.
- Perfect. Go ahead.

- I'm going.
- Yeah.

[exhales]

[Gilles] Hey!
Get the documents from the car.

- In case it floats back up.
- [Franck] Who cares? We left the plates.

[g*n splashes]

[g*n splashes]

[footsteps passing]

[Franck] Let's go. One, two…

[both strain]

[exhales sharply]

THE HUNT

["Wanda's Loving Boy", Marquis De Sade]

[Aya] Let me go. [strains]

Let me go!

[Aya screams]

[Aya sputters]

[Aya screams]

POLICE

[Aya coughs]

[Simon] This will come back to us.

We need to get the hell outta here.
Far away.

Guys, but if we leave, we might as well
admit that we k*lled those two.

- For sure.
- [Franck] Uh-huh.

[Xavier] Either way,
there'll be an investigation.

But there's nothing to find.
It'll blow over and be forgotten.

If they discover that I k*lled their men,

I promise you, they'll come for us,
one by one.

No, our only option, the only one,
is for us to tell the same story.

- [Xavier] So, what is the story?
- What about, maybe, the truth?

Simon went to the exchange point.

He made the trade.

Gave them the money.

They took off with it, who knows where.

And they seemed wasted out of their minds.
That's it.

Those b*stards won't believe that sh*t.

We have to stick to the same story.
You hear me?

[sighs]

- [exhales sharply]
- [Franck sighs]

This time we crossed the line.

It's completely different.

We're criminals now.

Right.

Did you wanna die? Then be my guest. Fine.

Go ahead.

Maybe sh**t yourself in the head.
How about that?

What's wrong with you?

Was I supposed to let you die?

Huh, Simon?

[Simon sniffs]

[Franck] What would I tell your wife? Huh?

Think about it for a sec.

[exhales]

[Franck] Come on.

[water running]

[footsteps approaching]

What are you doing?

I'm… I'm just making breakfast.

I, um…

The pound called me yesterday

because they found the car
in the mountains.

- Why didn't you call me?
- I should have, I really…

- What on earth happened?
- [inhales sharply]

[sniffles]

[sighs]

[Xavier sniffling]

Daddy?

[Leila breathes shakily]

Papa is here.

Everything's okay, honey.

Come here.

Now… [sniffles]

Now, food is waiting.

- [Xavier] Want some orange juice?
- I'd love some.

- Want some coffee?
- [Leila] Yes, please.

Take your share back. Here.

Hey, what are you doing here?

- Morning, darling.
- Hey, Mélanie. You good?

- [zip opening]
- I'm good, yeah. And you?

[Franck] Yeah, we're fine.

Fine.

You never come by so early in the morning.

I came to tell Simon about some odd jobs.

I see. But you're covered in mud.

Yeah.

[chuckles] Man, what is your problem?

Huh?

And I'm pretty sure you aren't allowed
to hunt on Fridays.

You… What do you mean by that?

Well, I'm just saying that,
as far as I know,

hunting isn't permitted on Fridays.

And if you can't hunt,
why are you dressed like that?

- [Simon sighs]
- My goodness.

[Simon sighs]

You two are behaving like
absolute zombies!

Did you drink all night at Gilles?

[Franck] Yeah, we did.

I came over to sober up.

I see.

[door closes]

Honestly, I don't mind if you're poaching,

just make sure you bring some home.

Yeah, I know. I have to go.

I'll drive you back.

Have some more coffee
so at least you can see Théo.

No, no, Mél. I really have to get going.

- Thanks so much.
- [Mélanie] Okay.

- Bye.
- See you.

What's the plan? Open the bar as usual?

That's right, man.

- And if something goes wrong?
- Just stop worrying.

But what if something bad happens?

I'll take the blame.
I'll take all of it, promise I will.

Okay?

[engine starts up]

WWW.VIGILANTNEIGHBORS.ORG

IF I DON'T TELL THE POLICE,
MY NEIGHBOR WILL!

[sighs]

[Snatch barks]

How's my buddy? Whoa, whoa. Good boy.

- Come here.
- You're late. I'm going.

Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa. One sec.

I got a message from your coach.

What was it about, huh?

Huh? What did we say about fighting?

I'm talking to you,
what did we say about fighting?

- No more fights.
- That's right.

This time, you're suspended,
next time, you're out!

- [Krystel] Enough.
- Maybe you're bad at team sports.

- Enough.
- No point talking about it?

- Is that it?
- I said no more.

- [Franck sighs]
- Bye, honey. Have a good day.

[Lucas] Bye. See you tonight.

[sighs]

- [Krystel] What the hell's up with you?
- I'm fed up with him.

We talked about it a bunch of times
but he won't listen.

So screaming at him will help?

[sighs]

It's none of my business but…

Where were you last night?
You took off, I was worried.

I haven't slept,
but I guess you don't care.

I already told you
I broke it off with her.

[Krystel] What then?

[sighs]

Come on. I know you too well. Spit it out.

[sighs]

Nearly a month ago,

the boys and I went hunting.

[Krystel] And?

[sighs]

We k*lled a man.

I'm concerned.
No news from Eddy and Aloïs.

- Something's up.
- Nah.

They got shitfaced until morning,
they'll pop up later.

So, what's up?

Eddy's wife called at dawn

because he didn't come home
and she's worried.

I didn't even know he was married.

[Carl] He's not.

Still, she's some woman he's seeing.

She sells shoes in that mall, you know?

Anyway, she hasn't heard from him.

What do you think?

Both of them took off with the dough?

Nah.

They wouldn't.

[Georges] Did you check where
the exchange went down?

Hmm!

[sniffs]

[breathes heavily]

This is insane. Totally insane.

And it'll never end.

Never.

This isn't about you and your buddies.

This concerns the kids, all of us.

Facing a group of maniacs.

[grunts]

It's too late to call the cops.

But it was them or you. That's the plea.

- They had Xavier.
- Want us to rot in prison?

It's in their interest
to keep their mouths shut.

Now what do we do with this mess?

- Let's not panic.
- [scoffs]

We'll pretend the trade went as planned.

[Krystel] We'll never be safe here again.

We'll move away.

Families move all the time.

Who says we're still a family?

All right. What happens now?

You do as usual.

I have to…

[exhales sharply] …buy a little time.

I'm gonna f*ck with their heads.

[reporter, on TV] Following the march,

Kévin Delambres' mother is still looking
for her son's m*rder*r.

Emotions are running high in this town
which is usually so calm.

The residents are still wondering
how such violence...

[turns TV off]

[sighs]

[vehicle approaching]

[breathes shakily]

[phone ringing]

Yeah, Léo?

No, bad timing. I'm busy right now.

I'll talk to you tomorrow, okay?

Yeah. Bye.

- [live music playing]
- Welcome.

[singing in French]

[in French] * The sun has come *

♪ It might stay if you stay ♪

♪ The sun has convinced me
To accept its caresses... ♪

[bartender, in English]
Give me the card machine.

[in French] * The sun has recognized you *

♪ No one will see the moon again ♪

[together] * Sun or moon *

♪ Day and night, I only see you ♪

[in English] Hey there.

- Remember me?
- I remember.

- How's it going?
- Here's the machine.

- Excuse me.
- Yeah?

What beers do you have?

I'd like one that's not bitter, please.

- A pale one, I guess.
- Perfect.

[in French]
* Day and night, I only see you *

♪ Sun or moon ♪

- [bartender, in English] 10 euros please.
- Ten.

Tell me, maybe you know, uh…

a guy, big guy,
pretty skinny, pierced ear?

Keep the change.

Yeah, so I was saying…

Maybe you know a tall, skinny man
who works here?

- Wears an earring.
- Aloïs, yeah.

Aloïs, yeah, that's right. Good man.
He still works here?

No.

- Too bad.
- Uh, yeah, no, he works here.

- [Franck] All right.
- But not tonight.

[Franck]
Oh, he doesn't work nights.

He works at night, but not tonight.

[Franck] I see. Okay, okay.

- I didn't know.
- I'm busy.

Yeah, thanks.

[music in French continues]

[Georges, in English] He's here.

What do you mean, who's "he"?

Delval.

He's here right now.

[singing in French, muffled]

[in English] What's the plan?

Okay.

- [crowd cheering in background]
- [grunts]

[screams]

- [clattering]
- [muffled] Help me!

[clattering]

[singing countinues]

[applause]

[host 1, over radio] …four climbers
who died on the Mont Blanc.

[host 2] We're here
with Dr. Pascal Zellner. Hello.

[Pascal] Hello.

[host 2] You're an emergency physician
at the Chambéry Hospital,

and CEO of the Institute of Training
and Research in Mountain Medicine.

Four climbers, two Koreans
and two Italians...

Come help me.

Pass me that wheel, will you?

[host 2]
…they were all found dead yesterday.

They spent three nights at an altitude
of over 4,000 meters.

At this altitude,
in these weather conditions,

there was almost zero chance
of survival, right?

- [vehicle approaching]
- [dogs barking]

[electric drill whirring]

Hey, Pop. Pop, hey!

What? What do you want?

Hey, about time. At last.

- Climbers need to be…
- Leave us, Rudy.

- You mean you're done with me?
- I said leave us. Get your a*s back home.

[turns radio off]

I hear you're worried about
two of your guys?

I ain't worried.
I got a problem, that's all.

POLICE

What kind of problem?

[sighs]

Got two, actually.

An employee and another guy.

The guy from the garage in Ugine.

Nobody's answering my calls.

I have to know where they are.

We have no news. Something's not right.

As if they'd vanished into thin air.
Even the guy's Toyota has gone.

I'll find out what I can.

But if your guys got themselves
into a situation,

I can't help this time.

This time? [chuckles]

This time.

Ah, tell me,

whose a*s did you save last time?

My guy's a*s?

Or yours?

And the good people of our community?

[fly buzzing]

You all know our family's past here.

Right?

Why we're stuck in this f*cking mountain.

[electric drill whirring]

The administration stole the land
from my grandpa

to build your f*cking state roads.

Who made them move out back then?
It was you guys, right?

- [drill whirring]
- Right? Didn't you?

- [fly buzzing]
- I said I'd fish around, all right?

Quit bringing up the same stories
over and over again.

Symbolism is crucial.

You know the word?

[sighs]

Maybe not for people
with no pride or past.

But for us folks, it matters.

Just forget it.

[car starts up]

[scraping]

[whirring]

[Simon, over phone] It's me.

[Franck] Yeah, Simon. Did you find it?

[Simon] Yeah, I spoke to labor union.

The Hersham's owner
is a guy called Carl Verny.

His brother, Georges, manages the place.

They live at the top of
the Tours Saint-Jacques Road in Allèves.

- Don't do anything dumb, okay?
- [Franck] Don't worry.

Yeah,

he's somewhere.

Can't be far.

I know it.

Up there, Bruno, look.

Wear this to protect your hair.

[eagle shrieks]

How's that?

All right, when I take the scarf away,
you move, okay?

Will the eagle know it's me?

No.

He'll think you're an animal. A prey.

[chuckles] If he flies over to us,

you stop moving, understand?

You stay still, you let him peck at you.

Don't fight back, Bruno, okay?

Or else he may want to attack and k*ll.

Okay?

Okay. Are you good and ready? Let's go.

Let's do it. Your turn. Yeah!

Try to… That's it.

Try to move like a wolf. That's it.

Think like a wolf, Bruno. Good.

That's good.

Yes!

- That's great.
- [eagle shrieks]

Really great.

You're a wolf, Bruno!

Yeah!

Very good.

[dogs barking]

[barking continues]

Hello.

Can I be of some help, sir?

This is a private property.

Exactly. My home is private property, too.

So I'd like you to stop lurking
around my house.

Have we met before?

No idea what you mean.

Don't play dumb with me, I saw you.

Okay, you want to play that game?

[Carl] Bruno,

go home now.

Please, not in front of my boy.

Don't know you, never seen you before.

You and I made a fair deal.

I handed the dough
to your three dickheads.

Three dickheads? Are you sh1tting me?

Three f*cking b*stards.

They were completely smashed,
who knows what they took.

The money is yours. I did my part.

Honestly, everything you said
is like Greek to me.

Here's the piece I don't get…
What brought you here?

Who told you where to find me?

Your barman.

Who I hit it off with, actually.
Super nice.

Now, listen.

This is gonna get worse.

So it has to end.

I mean it.

[footsteps departing]

[car door closes]

[engine starts up]

[vehicle departs]

[turn signal ticking]

- Hi, Mado.
- Mm-hmm.

Listen, there's a woman who contacted us
on the site we created.

Who is she?

You remember the young guy
who was found dead in a parking lot

not long ago?

It's his mother.

And she says she spotted Aya
just before she disappeared.

Let's go then?

- Get in.
- Sure.

[turn signal ticking]

[mother] Kévin knew
the girl you're looking for.

Thanks.

She had come here with him before.

- [Krystel] Was she his girlfriend?
- [mother] Mm.

No, I don't think so.

[Krystel] Mado, do you know?

Aya told us she knew a boy
who lived in Albertville,

but nothing more. That's about it.

I want to find his k*ller.

[Krystel] I gather the police don't care.

Yeah. Those assholes.

They said they found drug baggies
next to Kévin.

But if he'd been k*lled by a client,
the guy would have picked up the drugs!

[mother] Kévin wasn't into that, no way.

Then who might want him dead?

She was dealing. He told me.

He even helped her stamp the bags once.

[Krystel] Sorry, what does that mean?

[brother] They have a logo
they put on their bags.

The man she worked for a lot,
his logo was the head of an owl.

The girl you're looking for,
the last time I saw her, she was afraid.

Yeah, afraid of what?

[brother] I don't know,
but she was really scared.

When was the last time?

[brother] The day my brother was k*lled.

- Anything you want to tell me?
- Meaning?

- You knew she dealt drugs?
- Yeah, so?

You never went with her?

- How did it work?
- We have to go to the cops.

Tell me.

There's nothing to tell, she asked me
to go with her once, that's it.

Tell me how does it work?

[sigh] We went into the forest
with GPS coordinates,

waited a bit and let it happen.
Can we tell the police?

We can't go to the police now.

So we're we giving up?
All that was for nothing?

What do you want me to tell the cops?

"Hello, we're looking for a girl
who dealt drugs in the forest.

Meet her bestie, who also dealt with her."

- What do you think will happen to you?
- You're as useless as the rest!

Just f*ck off, how about that!

What the f*ck?
You must have given him an address.

Our address!

I swear, it wasn't me.

The guy didn't show up
at my house by accident.

Someone gave out the address.

It wasn't me, I swear.

I never even brought up you
or your name up.

But if Snake's telling the truth,
it has to be you.

Me? Are you for real? But I was here!

It must be him, I saw them speaking.

- Why would I do that?
- You're up to something.

Where is the dough? What did you do?
Where are Aloïs and Eddy?

- What money?
- The twenty grand.

What twenty grand? I… I…
They picked up that money themselves.

Whoa. Georges says you were
speaking with him at the counter.

Yeah, he popped up asking,
"Where's Aloïs?"

He kept asking about him.

- Aloïs?
- Yeah, Aloïs.

- What did you say?
- I told him he was off, 'cause he's off.

What else could I say?

No update from Aloïs and Eddy?

[Georges] No, no news.

[thunder rumbles]

[Mayor] I know them. If they have to act,
they'll go all the way.

[Léo] What happened to the girl
on the run?

Was she found?

That's not our problem.

The less we know, the better.

I refuse to accept that.

Maybe you've forgotten the deal?

You agreed we needed
to rid ourselves of these dealers.

Carl handles the girl, period.

We're not exactly pleased
about this either.

We're just as upset as you.

We have families, just like you.

We must take risks.

And the risk of a slip-up is one of them.

The role of the honorable pilot

is an easy role to play at the end,

dropping bombs and refusing
to see where they fall.

You're in just as deep as the rest of us.

No one can suspect them,
or else it'll lead back to us.

[bird squawks]

[rustling]

[officer] There.

Take a look.

People tend to forget the cameras
on automatic cash machines.

There.

That car passing is the one you want.

Eddy's car.

It looks like it's being followed, see?

- I'll zoom in.
- [keyboard clicking]

See that guy driving?

[keyboard clicking]

Look closely.

You know him?

Anybody who f*ck with me like that
is either brilliant…

or completely insane.

[Estelle laughs] Caveman Rudy.

- [Rudy] So not true!
- [lighter clicking]

[Estelle laughs]
Don't let it go in my face.

[Rudy] I'll try.

But I burned up the base,
so it'll never work now.

[Estelle] It's okay,
we still have 15 minutes.

[Rudy] Damn! It's not catching.

[radio host] So, tonight,
I'm in a good mood.

Just warning you.

["Police and Thieves", The Clash]

[radio]
* Police and thieves in the street *

- * Ooh, yeah *
- * Ooh, yeah *

- * Scaring the nation with the... *
- * Scaring the nation with the... *

- * g*ns and ammunition *
- * g*ns and ammunition *

- * Police and thieves in the street *
- [singing continues]

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ Fighting the nation with their... ♪

♪ g*ns and ammunition ♪

Hey, cut it out. Stop it.
That sh*t's loaded.

How come Carl wants us to use that
dickhead's g*n to k*ll her?

[Georges] To blame him if she's found.

Or in case he f*ck with us
and we need to sic the cops on him.

"Hello? Are you interested in a dead girl?
Here's where she is."

- And then we hang up.
- [Snake chuckles]

Genius!

[thumping]

- Why the hell is she kicking?
- Oh, that little b*tch.

[Snake] What a pain in the a*s.

[Georges] A real f*cking pain in the a*s!

["Police and Thieves" continues]

[muffled panting, screaming]

* All the peacemaker *

* Third world officer *

* Hear what I say *

[gasps, panting]

[Snake] * Ooh, yeah *

[radio] * Scaring the nation with their *

* g*ns and ammunition *

* Police and thieves in the street *

* Oh, yeah *

[panting]

* with their *

* g*ns and… *

[Estelle] It's beautiful here.

Right?

You sleeping?

No, no, no.

This spot is amazing.

The valley lights everywhere.

- Hmm.
- It moves me inside.

[laughs] It moves you inside?

- Yeah.
- All right.

You know that's not the way
to get me naked.

[chuckles]

I hope you're not freezing?

- Well…
- Seriously?

- I'm shivering.
- I'll go up and bring back…

Don't bother, I'm fine.

- Move into the tent. It's warmer there.
- I'm fine.

You made a great fire.

I'll pick up the wood we found.

- Are you for real?
- To make a nice little fire.

I didn't know I was going out
with a boy scout.

You don't have to go that far.
There's wood right here.

Look at this giant log.

- Super, that's good.
- It's perfect.

And much closer.

[Rudy chuckles]

Wow.

Hey, what are you doing?

Come here.

- Wait, just hang on.
- Here.

I just want to pick up
the bits of dead wood.

- Enough.
- I like to finish what I started.

- Okay.
- I'm coming.

- They'll get wet. I know them.
- [Estelle chuckles] "I know them."

Rudy?

[clattering]

What are you doing?

Are you throwing bits of wood
onto the tent?

[sighs]

- Rudy? What the hell?
- [rock clatters]

[vehicle approaching]

- [engine turns off]
- [Estelle] Is that a car?

Rudy!

Rudy.

Answer me.

[gasps, screams]

Rudy! Rudy!

[grunts]

Rudy!

[Rudy screams]

- [Estelle] Rudy! Rudy!
- [cable tie zips]

[duct tape rips]

[muffled screaming]

[muffled] Rudy!

[Carl grunts]

[muffled] Rudy!

Rudy!

Rudy! Rudy!

Rudy!

[Snake] Where the f*ck is it?
We've been through here before!

I have no idea if we've been here before.

- [groans] For f*ck's sake.
- [engine turns off]

[breathes shakily]

Hmm. Let's see… Here, um…

Allondaz… [mumbles]

[Georges] Told you we should
have taken the map.

Don't worry. I got this.

- Go what, as*h*le? We're f*cking lost.
- Ah.

You can't even manage
to read your own handwriting.

And why the hell did you write it
on a c*ck napkin?

[sighs] sh*t.

Damn.

Whatever, all the trails lead
to the swamp, they all do.

And this one, it's going downhill.

Uh, it's probably, uh…

[Georges] "Going downhill."

Let's ditch the b*tch here.

Is she breathing?

Yeah, she's f*cking breathing.

[screams]

Hey, what the f*ck are you doing?

[grunts, groans]

- Here, honey. Over here.
- [Aya screams]

Where do you want to go?

What do we do? Where are we going?
What the hell are you doing?

There's nowhere to go! Where you going?

- This b*tch is a cutie pie.
- [whimpering] No.

- [screams]
- [Snake] She's hot.

How about we f*ck her before dumping her?

[Aya] No!

You gotta go for it.

As long as you come
before I'm done taking a leak.

What do you say, b*tch? Over here.

- Don't put your d*ck in her mouth.
- Dammit! Stop moving!

- Unless you want her to bite it off!
- Come over here.

Just shut your f*cking mouth!

I'll poke your f*cking eyes out!
Want me to do that?

- [whimpers]
- Can you be good?

Huh? Be good, or I'll poke your eyes out.

That's better.

I don't like yelling.

- I'll make you move, girl.
- [Aya] No!

[Snake grunts]

[spits]

Well?

Well, I'm not a machine, you know.

- [screams]
- Oh, f*ck!

She's running away!

sh*t!

- [Snake] f*cking hell!
- [panting]

- [g*nsh*t]
- [screams]

sh*t!

[g*nshots]

[g*nsh*t]

[g*nshots]

[g*nsh*t]

[g*nsh*t]

[g*nsh*t]

- [Snake exclaims, grunts]
- [grunts]

Turn around, b*tch.

You want me to sprint, huh?
Wanna see me run, huh?

[panting] Do it.

- Huh?
- f*cking get it over with.

Go ahead, buck away.
You're in for the ride of your life.

[grunts]

[Gilles] Kid, get in the house!

[panting]

[Gilles] Don't move!

I said don't move.

Now take off your pants.

- What?
- I said take 'em off.

Now, do it!

You and your buddy,
go back to where you came from.

[Georges] Okay, okay, okay.

Now!

[both grunting, groaning]

Holy sh*t.

[Georges] That f*cking guy!

Come on, wake up! Wake up!

f*ck this sh*t. Come on.

[bell tolls]

[bell tolls]

[bell tolls]