Crooks (2024) s01e04 Episode Script

1
[church bell ringing]
[slow waltz music playing]
[people chattering]
[in Russian] Thanks, Dimitrij.
[music intensifies]
[cell phone rings]
[ringing continues]
Hm.
[man] Mikhail,
is everything going according to plan?
- We don't have a problem, do we?
- Arkady Igorevich.
No, no, it's all perfect. Mm.
- After all, it's just one coin.
- Just one coin?
How is it just one coin?
Jesus fucking Christ!
Well, I
- Thank you, I know that it's
- I'd give my life for this one coin.
- It's very rare.
- I understand.
- It's more than a coin.
- Yes. My apologies.
- Get your shit together, Mikhail.
- More than a coin. Yeah.
[man hangs up]
[waltz music continues]
What was that all about?
About a bonus, in case we succeed.
[music intensifies]
And in case we fail.
- [music ends]
- [coin spins, rattles]
["Vogelfrei" by Rainhard Fendrich playing]
- [Joseph sighing]
- [engine shuts off, music stops]
I gotta tend to my wound. Take the money.
[grunts]
[grunts]
That's a row of Gala apples.
Those are all Gravenstein.
And Ilzer Rose.
Those are called Santa Apples.
They turn completely red.
And those are the best.
Siebenkant.
[sniffs deeply]
[laughs]
[Charly] It's sour.
Ah! They get sweeter.
Let me show you the house. Okay.
There.
[dramatic music playing]
[Joseph] This is my workshop.
My fruit farm.
My hideaway.
[dramatic music continues]
[music ends]
[Joseph] Here.
[grunts] There's a first-aid kit
in the kitchen. Somewhere.
Charly!
[Charly] Hmm?
I've been thinking about extending
my apple orchard up to this area here.
You know?
Get rid of all the stones and then
plant more apple trees.
Yeah, sure.
Yeah, it's good.
[flies buzzing]
[Joseph] It's good.
[Joseph] Sorry about the mess.
I know it looks a bit rough.
We haven't finished furnishing it yet.
[gun cocks]
[tense music playing]
Did you say "we"?
[Joseph] Yeah, mainly me,
but someone from the village
helps me sometimes. That's Margot.
[music intensifies]
Does this Margot not like talking a lot?
[Joseph] You know her?
Just getting to know each other.
[door opens]
[Joseph] Margot!
Hey there!
This is a surprise.
Hello.
This is Charly, a friend.
This is Margot, she's like an aunt to me.
She doesn't like talking.
What are you doing?
[sighs]
Who's it from?
[soft music playing]
From the Big Guy, huh?
Only for me.
But I am done with the family now.
[people moaning]
[Red] I decide who fucks in Vienna.
Red decides where the fucking takes place.
Fucking, licking, butt plugging,
dick sucking, I call the fucking shots.
Hmm, that's good.
[suspenseful music playing]
[moaning continues]
- [intercom buzzes]
- [door opens]
[door closes]
[suspenseful music continues]
Please.
[smacks lips, sighs]
My son is on his way.
And with the coin.
Look, he'll be here any second.
Make yourselves at home
and get comfortable.
You're welcome to have fun
with our bunnies.
I might have some fun with you, Bachofner.
[music intensifies]
We've had a slight case of
disobedience among our ranks.
A driver.
He's quite insignificant.
He wanted to show off
and took something that is not his.
The good news is that he's injured.
And we've got a good idea
about where he's hiding out.
[tense music playing]
[gun rattles]
[music intensifies]
[man] Here.
[sniffles]
[tense music continues]
[moaning continue]
- [spray bottle sprays]
- [Joseph sighs]
[Joseph] That was Red.
The thing with Margot.
She worked at the sauna club
for a long time and
when she wanted to quit, he had a fit.
What kind of fit?
He cut out Margot's tongue.
- [Charly sprays]
- [flies buzzing]
The Big Guy was really sorry
about what his brother had done,
so he got her a house here to live in.
[bottle sprays]
If you're in need of a car,
you're in the right place. Pick one.
You're not coming?
[dramatic music playing]
I want peace and quiet.
[dramatic music continues]
[whistling]
[Helge] Everything's quiet. Let's go.
[tense music playing]
You stay here.
- You serious right now, dude?
- You stink like a junkie.
Let's go.
[Helge] Secure the area.
Let's go, let's go, let's go.
You fucking Nazi asshole. You cocksucker.
[sighs]
[cell phone rings]
[cell phone rings]
[cell phone rings]
[suspenseful music playing]
[phone beeps]
[Charly] Yeah?
You murdered my brother.
And you will die
like the murderer that you are.
Your heart crushed in pain.
- I am not the one who killed your brother.
- You are to blame.
And trust me, I'll make you pay for it.
How 'bout some money?
A million euros.
And in return,
you leave my family out of this.
[pounds dashboard]
And what about my family, huh?
Let's settle this.
- Just you and I.
- No.
[Hassan breathes heavily]
We're going to hunt you
and your family down, I swear to you.
[in French] Au revoir, Charly Markovic!
[dramatic music playing]
VIENNA
- [tense music playing]
- [Helge] You go left.
Secure the building. We're going in.
[dramatic music continues]
[phone dials]
Jonas will be absent
until further notice
[phone vibrating]
Incoming call
[vibrating continues]
- [Samira] Charly?
- Samira, where are you?
The hotel's called
"Palmier Rouge." On the marina.
Rami knows we're here.
- When will you get here?
- Is Jonas near you?
Hang on.
[door opens, closes]
[suspenseful music playing]
- [Samira] What's wrong?
- Lock the doors.
You have to stay in your room
and don't go out. Do you understand?
- I think he knows where you are.
- What? Who?
Hassan Al-Walid.
I spoke to him on the phone,
and he made some weird comments.
He knows that you guys are in Marseille.
Shit.
- What's gonna happen now?
- Wait.
I've made arrangements
so we can start a brand new life.
It's the only way.
[dramatic music playing]
[breathes deeply]
Samira?
Please don't do anything stupid, okay?
That really sounds stupid
when you're the one saying that.
Samira. Please.
I'm sorry.
- Be careful.
- [sighs] Samira.
[Samira hangs up]
[dramatic music continues]
[door opens]
- Grab your shoes.
- But
No buts! Let's go, come on.
[tense music playing]
[Helge] Gottfried left, Ingo right.
[taser buzzing]
[suspenseful music playing]
What is it?
[Charly] What's going on?
Margot's pointing at something over there.
[tense music continues]
If someone is really out there, that means
they'll have to break in here first.
Or they'll try to get us out.
[tense music playing]
Shit! Come on!
[coughing and panting]
[Helge] Go, go, go!
[Joseph] Down there! Go! [coughing]
[Charly coughing]
[door creaks]
[suspenseful music continues]
[Joseph coughs]
No one's in there.
Shouldn't've grabbed
the motherfucking coin.
We're in an entirely new game now.
[metal objects clanking]
[suspenseful music playing]
Is there another way out?
- Go.
- [gun cocks]
Gottfried! Ingo!
[breathing heavily]
[pigeons flapping wings]
[tense music playing]
[Joseph] Come on!
[tense music continues]
[man groans]
[Charly grunts]
[tense music wanes]
[breathes heavily]
[suspenseful music playing]
[panting]
- Now!
- [Margot grunts]
Fuck!
[music wanes]
[both grunting]
[panting]
[Joseph] Get down!
[exhales]
[Joseph groans]
[gun clicks]
Fuck!
[Joseph grunts]
[screams]
[man grunts]
[both grunting]
[both groan]
[Joseph grunts]
[man choking]
[both straining]
[both straining]
[yells]
[Joseph strains]
[straining]
[Margot strains]
[grunting]
[Margot grunts]
[suspenseful music playing]
[sighs]
[grunts]
Be safe.
[suspenseful music continues]
[both grunt]
[gasps]
[tense music playing]
[Charly gasps]
Hey, scumbag!
[man grunts]
[music wanes]
[breathing heavily, moaning]
Hey, watch out.
- [Joseph breathes heavily]
- [Charly] Ah, fuck. Son of bitch.
[grunts]
Let me do it next time.
[suspenseful music playing]
[sniffles]
[music intensifies]
- You pieces of shit!
- [Charly] Run!
[Joseph] You drive! Key's in the ignition!
You shithead motherfuckers!
[Joseph] Hurry up!
[Joseph yells]
[engine spatters]
God fucking dammit! Fucking shoot!
[engine revs]
Fuck!
[screams] You motherfucking cunts!
Fuck!
[engine revving in background]
[groans]
[exhales]
[phone dialing]
[cell phone ringing]
It's my son.
- Rio?
- Shit, Dad, we fucked up, majorly.
Oh! Super, that's great!
I'm so proud of you.
I'm happy to hear it was easy.
No, you have to listen to me.
They are both on the run.
Our friends from the East
will be so glad to hear that.
They're right here with me.
You know how they are.
If they don't get what they want,
they get a little hostile.
It's their nature.
Nothing we can do about it.
They won't get far.
- Helge and I will get them.
- See you soon.
Goodbye for now.
And don't forget to keep your cool
in traffic jams. Yeah?
Big hug! Bye bye!
Well
[phone clicks]
[suspenseful music playing]
As I said, it won't be that long now.
[suspenseful music intensifies]
Sixteen shots, and they still escaped?
Car?
They're in a gray Jeep.
Joe said that guy
wanted to go to Marseille.
- [Helge] Shut the fuck up!
- [engine revving]
What the hell's going on? Tell me.
[suspenseful music continues]
Very well. I'll tell you what's going on.
Let's be honest.
As you have already obviously noticed,
my son's a total idiot.
Maybe it's my fault.
Maybe I wasn't tough enough.
Or it's his mother's fault for
coddling him a little too much.
Anyway,
the boy is definitely not very bright.
When it comes down to it, I mean,
well, he doesn't have what it takes.
What the hell is the point?
Well, he's really the only one
who could possibly get us the coin.
We can't change that now.
Perhaps he'll succeed.
Perhaps he won't. I really don't know.
But that's that.
You are acting incredibly calm,
Red, considering your life's at stake.
My life's not the only one
at stake, Mikhail.
They're mostly an ordinary bunch
of oversexed guys,
although a few of them are my men.
This one, for example, Vikerl,
he's a really tough bastard.
Or this other one,
that's Vincent, ex-military.
And there's also more of my men in there.
[laughing]
You really think
you can actually scare me?
Nah.
Except you should know one thing.
If you start shooting around here,
it will be the end for each of us.
Understood?
[suspenseful music playing]
So I'd like to make a suggestion.
I think that we should light a candle
and hope to God that Rio is successful
and that he is victorious.
How about that?
How about your boy's here
by midnight, or else?
[music intensifies]
[suspenseful music continues]
[car beeping]
[beeping continues]
[button clicks]
Well, it'll take us all the way to Italy.
We'll visit a friend of mine.
He'll have a car for us to use.
It's pretty much
already on our way to France.
Joseph, it's not on our way.
You're getting rid of me?
We've got enough enemies.
- Do I look like one?
- No.
So, then?
Half of Vienna wants you dead.
And half of Berlin wants me dead.
Understand? You and me, w
We're like we've got the plague
and kissing someone with cholera.
Sounds romantic.
Sounds deadly.
It's better if we go our separate ways
soon as we can.
[Joseph exhales]
Your call.
Yeah. I already have enough enemies.
And I have enough problems.
You understand?
I must get to Marseille before
the Al-Walids get there. It's simple.
[suspenseful music playing]
[Joseph exhales]
[dramatic music intensifies]
SERVICES EUROPA BRIDGE
[dramatic music continues]
[music wanes]
[Jonas] Mom? Where are we going?
You'll see in a sec.
[people chattering]
Hey! I understand, you know?
More than you think.
Charly has done something,
and now there's someone after us.
We'll talk about it. As a family, yeah?
But not now, and not today.
What did he do?
Is he a killer,
or is he just a shitty car thief?
Hey! No!
Police?
What do we even say?
Everything. We say we need some help.
That's what.
- Come on.
- What about Charly?
That's not what matters now.
- Will he go to jail?
- Hey.
Okay, Jonas, the only thing
that matters now is you and I.
You and I are the only ones! Got it?
Let's go.
[tense music playing]
Hey, Jonas!
Jonas! Hey!
- Hey!
- [woman grunts]
- [man] Whoa, watch it!
- Jonas!
[tense music continues]
[Samira] Jonas!
[man 2] Where are you going, little boy?
[man 3] Hey, hey, watch out!
[Samira] Jonas!
Jonas!
Jonas!
Jonas!
Shit. Jonas!
- [music continues]
- [woman laughs]
[woman] Whats up, man? Looking sharp, eh?
[Jonas panting]
[music stops]
[crying]
Fuck!
[dance music playing]
[men speaking French]
- [man 1] What's up, my friend?
- [man 2] What's up, Samir? Come here!
[music continues over car speakers]
[man 1] C'mon. Let him pass.
Let him through.
[man 3] Incoming, incoming!
- [man 4] Dude, it was a total shit show.
- [man 5] Didn't I tell you
[dance music continues]
[man 6] Watch, watch. [laughs]
What did I say, motherfucker?
- [man 7] Shut up, bro.
- [men laughing]
[man 1] Hey, Sharif!
- [man 8] Stop that.
- [man 7] Alright.
- The fuck?
- [man 1] Sharif!
Sharif.
- [Tarek] Are you Sharif?
- Yeah, I'm Sharif.
- [Tarek] Salam aleikum.
- Aleikum assalam.
- Tarek.
- Al-Walid junior.
- Hmm?
- [whispering intelligibly]
- Peace be upon you.
- [in Arabic] Aleikum assalam.
- [man 1] Yeah, man.
- No!
You good?
Thank god, yeah.
You are safe here. Family.
- My people.
- [man 5] That's right, man.
- My bro over here. Family.
- [man 5] We're all family.
- That's right.
- Our home. This my family.
Welcome. Yalla!
- [man 4] Marhaba, bro!
- Marhaba.
- Thank you.
- [Sharif] Let's go. Let's go.
This is my kingdom. All the city is mine.
All the city,
sa grand-mère la pute, is mine.
We have everything, practically.
In one year, I'm the king.
I have everything.
Heroin, cocaine, meth, hashish, cannabis.
- Yo, come on.
- [man] Okay, okay.
Pick that up. Come on, man!
Don't be such a lazy ass.
- I'll take care of it.
- [Sharif] Oh my God.
And I heard that the great Al-Walid
is doing kidnapping in Berlin now?
We believe our man
is hiding here in Marseille.
With his wife and child.
He is to blame for
the murder of my cousin.
Huh.
This room stinks.
Come on, open the windows, please.
Open the damn window, please.
You gotta clean this place up,
for God's sake.
Fucker.
Take this.
So?
I was asking myself,
why has an Al-Walid sent you?
Why?
Close the fucking windows!
How many times?
How many times do I have to say it?
Fuck!
It's not a good job for you.
Not a good job for you.
What do you mean?
I mean it's not a good job for you.
[suspenseful music playing]
No one can hide from my eyes in my city.
That's it. 20,000 if we find them,
and 20,000 in my pocket in 24 hours.
Done deal.
- [music fades]
- [Tarek inhales]
[exhales]
- We got a deal.
- Hm. Yeah, we got a deal.
Send me the video.
Oh là là, this guys's stubborn, man. Jeez.
- [man] Were going on a hunt?
- Alright, alright.
[cell phone chimes]
Okay
Now I'm going to send that to all my bees.
[cell phone beeping]
- [tense music playing]
- [cell phone chimes]
[man] Look alive, look alive!
- [man 2] Did you see this, man?
- [men] Whoa, whoa!
[men clamoring]
Listen.
Bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz
[buzzing faster]
Let's go!
- [hip-hop music playing]
- [man] Let's go!
[man 2] Let's go, let's go, let's go!
[music continues over clamoring]
Bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz
You and me, come on.
Bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz, bzz
[Sharif and music fade]
Helge.
Will you just shut the fuck up
and drive faster!
[suspenseful music playing]
[music ends]
If you're nice to a German one time,
he'll piss on you
and then ignore you after that.
Yeah, sure.
You know, you owe me,
after all I've done for you.
What do I owe you, exactly?
Yeah, how about
your stupid life, for example?
And this here.
Yeah, that thing is exactly
why I'm under this much stress.
- Honestly, it's absolutely useless to us!
- I don't see it that way.
Yeah? how do you see it?
You know why you grabbed that thing?
Oh, you're my therapist now, is that it?
You want to buy your family
a little tranquility.
That's all it is.
Bullshit.
And why
are you still carrying this thing around?
Why won't you open it?
Just 'cuz, huh?
[sighs]
Now. Therapy session is over.
In 20 kilometers, we'll hit the last
service station before Brenner.
I'll get out,
and you'll never see me again.
Good.
- Good.
- Uh-huh.
[metal clanks and creaks loudly]
This is gonna abandon me now?
That's great.
It's nibbling away at the piston,
and once it's gone
the engine'll be screwed.
- What do we do now?
- You?
Keep your mouth shut
and take the next exit we come across.
[suspenseful music playing]
Helge, this is useless.
The turnpike is completely blocked.
It'd be a miracle if we saw their car.
If not now,
then we'll get them in Marseille.
Uh-huh? And what are we gonna do?
This is fucking Marseille.
Not some random hick town.
What do you think, huh?
Call the radio station?
Bonjour, anybody seen a Viennese fat fuck?
Or should we place an ad
in the Michelin Restaurant guide?
- That'd be
- [grunts]
Do you know the difference
between a good soldier
and an amateur?
He can stay quiet! Got that?
[coughing]
Good boy.
[tense music playing]
[music stops]
ITALY
FINALE LIGURE
[waves rolling softly]
[sighs]
- [waves rolling]
- [birds chirping]
- [hood thuds]
- [Joseph sighs]
Okay, the oil pump is working again.
It won't last forever,
but it'll do for now.
Go on. It's yours.
I'm gonna stay here.
What is it? Drive.
It's got 20, 30 kilometers. You're good.
This place is nice.
[soft music playing]
- Joseph.
- Hmm?
Do you think the car'd manage
driving us both to your friend's place?
[soft music continues]
[music intensifies]
[dramatic music continues]
[siren wailing]
VIENNA FEDERAL OFFICE
OF CRIMINAL INVESTIGATION
[silence]
[footsteps approaching]
- [phone rings]
- Oh!
That was quick.
Okay, there's been a shootout
in Strunzbichl.
A really violent attack. Two dead.
That's all that you've got?
Oh, is that not glamorous enough for you?
Listen.
It seems like there's
a connection with Red.
Until a few years ago,
the property belonged to old Bachofner.
- The Big Guy?
- Correct.
And then back in 2012, he sold
the whole thing for next to nothing to
Wait for it
This guy.
Joseph Muckstein.
A driver.
- He was at the sauna club.
- Mm-hmm.
He must've got his hands on something big
for Red to go after him like that.
What about her?
The team found her two kilometers away
with blood splatter on her hands,
was presumably at the scene,
but she's not saying anything,
and we don't know anything.
Not her name
or even if she understands us.
The records department's been informed
that she
- What are you doing?
- You understand me, right?
- [man] Nina, what are you doing?
- We know that Red's after
- this man right here.
- Nina!
- Nina!
- Robert!
Goddammit, there's a protocol!
Why is he bending over backwards
to find this guy, huh?
Tell me. What does he want from him?
What is that?
[scribbling]
[soft suspenseful music playing]
[scribbling continues]
Joseph Muckstein
disappeared with his coin?
Where is he?
[music intensifies]
[Nina] Where is he?
[screaming] Where is he?
- [dramatic music continues]
- [radio announcer talks over music]
[car beeping]
- [music ends]
- [motor rattles]
[beeping continues]
- [beeping stops]
- [metal clanks and creaks]
- [noise stops]
- [sighs]
[Charly] Hmm.
We're almost there.
Rudi is a great guy, you'll see.
[Charly] Mm-hmm.
I'm staying there.
You won't have to worry about me, okay?
That's best.
[soft music playing]
[chuckles]
[soft music fades]
[Samira] Jonas?
[cars horns beep outside]
[Samira] Fuck!
[breathing heavily]
Shit.
[suspenseful music playing]
[phone clicks]
[people chattering]
[music continues]
[phone locks]
[music fades]
- [loud club music playing]
- [hand break pulling]
[crowd whooping]
Ah, Rudi.
[music and chattering continue]
[Joseph] Buona sera.
Um chief?
No?
Uh
Rudi, 40-100.
[speaking Italian]
Hey. [speaking Italian]
[loud club music playing]
[people chatter over music]
[bouncer in English] Follow me.
He's in the back.
[muffled music continues in background]
- Hey, Bella.
- [woman] Ciao.
- [bouncer] See you later.
- [woman 2] Bye. Later.
What are you doing? Get out, now!
You know, 40-100 is
the Vienna taxi service number.
Just like 60-1-60.
So, either 40-100 or 60-1-60 is a
question of faith, in a way.
[crowd applauds]
[man] C'mon. Break's over. Get to work.
- [man sings in background]
- [chuckles] That's Rudi.
[singing volume increases]
[singing in Italian and German]
[singing continues]
These guys are looking for Rudi, okay?
[singing continues in background]
[chuckles]
[singing continues in background]
[music ends]
[in Italian] Mille grazie!
[crowd applauding]
- [man] Bravo!
- [Joseph chuckles]
That's Rudi.
[man] Marvelous, Rudi.
[dance music playing]
Yeah.
These two guys want to speak to you.
- No, I can't believe my goddamn eyes!
- [Joseph laughs]
Is that you, Joseph?
Has my big guy
come to visit me in exile, huh?
- [kisses] Let me kiss you, my friend!
- Hey, I love what you've done here.
- Yeah, you see, big guy?
- Love it.
What a career, huh?
- Yeah! [chuckles]
- [Rudi] Finally, I've been blessed.
Things were never boring with you, dude.
- [Joseph] Very true.
- Ah, missed you!
- Who's that?
- My friend, Charly.
[Rudi] Okay.
Charly. [inhales]
- Any friend of yours is a friend of mine.
- Good.
All right then, andiamo!
I think we should all have
something to drink.
This calls for a celebration!
Gimme three grappas, would you please.
Doubles.
- [bouncer] Come on, get moving! Let's go!
- [Joseph] Dude! [laughs]
Well then, Prost!
I don't drink anymore, Rudi.
- What?
- Those times are over.
- I don't believe it.
- It's true.
- [laughs]
- [Joseph] It's true.
- Cheers!
- That's life.
- So, dude
- [Joseph] Hmm?
A little birdie said
that shit hit the fan in Vienna.
You really showed Red.
Enough now.
Well, things will never be
the same as they were, huh?
You know, now that
the Big Guy's no longer with us.
Rudi, thank you,
but we're in a bit of a hurry
and to be honest, we need help.
Tell me what you need.
Happy to help you out.
The full works.
Listen, all we want is a car.
We've got cash.
Good.
Are you trying to bribe me or what?
Your own bros? Are you crazy?
- [laughs]
- Listen, go on up to the disco,
eat, drink, just like we used to.
Bang some chicks.
I'll be right with you.
[both laugh]
- I'll make a few calls in the meantime.
- Good.
- And then you will get your car, right?
- [Joseph] Great.
- Alright? Andiamo! My pleasure!
- Nice of you, thanks.
- Now go taste "la dolce vita"!
- [Joseph] Hey! [laughs]
Yes.
[Italian pop music playing in background]
[ominous music playing]
- [people chatter]
- [cars honking]
[men clamoring and shouting]
[Samira] One, please.
[Tarek] Maybe they're lying.
[Sharif] They told me that
the boy is here, so the boy is here.
The boy is here, the boy is here
Where is the boy?
- Maybe they're playing with you, Sharif.
- No one plays with Sharif.
We are going to find the boy. Just wait.
- [breathes heavily]
- [suspenseful music playing]
[crowd clamoring loudly]
[man] Hey, this is my side!
Get outta here!
This is a different city. It's wild here.
Don't you Don't you see these streets?
- This is different than Germany, okay?
- [Jonas] Mm-hmm.
- We were worried. If I hadn't found you
- Hey! Come here!
- [Jonas] Let go!
- [Rami] Wait! I found him,
- he was thirsty and I got him a soda.
- They're here!
They're here for us! We need to leave!
[tense music playing]
Okay, straight ahead.
Go straight ahead and turn right.
- There's a metro station.
- Hey!
- That's them!
- [Rami] Straight ahead and right!
- [Jonas] Who are they?
- [Sharif] Hey, you! Stop! Samira!
[Samira] Shit!
[tense music playing]
[man] Watch it, man!
[men clamoring and shouting]
- [Tarek] Sharif!
- [clamoring continues]
[Sharif] Tarek!
[Samira] Come on!
- [Jonas] Mom!
- [Samira] Come on, come on, come on!
[tense music continues]
[Samira] Up there! Up there!
[Tarek] Stop!
- [Samira] Right there!
- [Jonas] Okay!
- [Tarek] Stop!
- In here! We're almost there!
[Tarek] Fuck! Fuck!
[music fades]
[Tarek] Come on.
[car honking]
[Tarek] Fuck!
[Sharif] They're here.
Go back. I'll wait here.
[Sharif] Okay.
- [Sharif] Okay.
- Where are you?
I know you're here.
What did you do
with the woman and her kid?
Tourists, they wanted a picture.
You're with Griselda Delacroix.
You're one of her men?
You Corsican?
[clicks teeth]
You try to screw me,
I'll kill you, motherfucker.
Capiche?
[ominous music playing]
We'll see.
Habibi, we'll see.
[suspenseful music continues]
[Tarek] Sharif!
Where is she?
- I don't know.
- Who's that?
Uh, no one. Come on, come on.
[suspenseful music intensifies]
- [muffled club music playing]
- [crowd whooping]
[loud music continues]
[people chattering over music]
Yeah. That Rudi and his music.
We even used to swap cassettes, you know?
- For our cars.
- That's cute, but we've been waiting
- for thirty minutes now.
- Just chill, he'll be here.
[club music and chattering continue]
Ciao.
[dryly] Ciao.
[Joseph] She's into you, isn't she?
[man] What the fuck?
- What the fuck are you doing, huh?
- Nothing.
- Nothing? What's this?
- [Charly] Calma.
- [woman 2] Come on, Richie, let's go.
- Calma?
The fuck did you say?
- You're trying to speak Italian? Eh?
- [woman] Let's go.
You Deutsch fuck.
[woman 2] Let's just go.
We're just talking.
You hitting on my girl, huh?
[speaking Italian]
[in English] Get the hell outta here.
[Jospeh laughs]
- No one likes the Germans.
- [Joseph laughs]
I'm gonna go look for him.
[Joseph] Okay.
[muffled club music continues]
[tense music playing]
[Rudi] Congratulations, Mr. Bachofner.
The king is dead, long live Red.
[chuckles] Listen, Bachofner,
I have a proposition for you.
I get the cash.
You get the damn coin.
I can't stand being in Italy any longer.
I want to go home to Vienna,
you understand?
And well, you know,
with the Big Guy now being gone
[Red] Thank you.
[Rudi] No, you don't need to thank me,
Mr. Bachofner.
I know exactly where everyone belongs.
I can tell exactly when certain people
have slipped into the top ranks,
but actually belong in the lower ones.
So, Bachofner, do we have a deal,
or do we have a deal?
- [man grunts]
- [Charly falls]
[Red] Of course we have a deal.
Let's do that then.
Pleasure doing business with you, Rudi.
[suspenseful music playing]
There you go.
Just one call, and it's all sorted out.
- We've got the coin.
- [intercom buzzes, door opens]
Boss, the cops are here
and want to talk to you.
[Red] That cunt is back again, huh?
She can go fuck off.
[tense music playing]
- [Red] What do you want?
- [Nina] Same as you.
I want the coin.
The half-imperial from Berlin.
There are only three copies of it.
He's already got two.
- I can't really understand why you would
- Arkadij Zakeyev.
I know more about him
than you can imagine.
I know where he sleeps.
I know his appetite.
And now I know
that you have what he wants.
- I don't
- I also know
what he does to his business partners.
Don't think it all ends with the coin.
And sooner or later,
he'll feed you to the wolves.
Call off the men that you ordered
to go after Joseph Muckstein.
Tell me where to find him.
I'll get the coin from him and ensure that
you never see Zakeyev again.
Never again.
Go fuck yourself.
I am not scared of you.
You really have no idea
what's actually going on.
- Out of my bar!
- [Nina gasps]
Get the fuck out! Fuck off
and get out of my bar right now! Get lost!
[tense music playing]
[Red whispers] Fuck off.
It's dangerous here. Fuck off.
Get me a damn drink.
[breathes heavily]
- [music ends]
- [breathing heavily]
[unlocks phone, typing]
- [Robert] Nina?
- Robert!
Listen, we need
the Cobra team at Red's club now.
The Cobra unit? Why?
There's gonna be a bloodbath.
There's a hostage situation in there.
- What? Nina, wait, wait minute
- [phone beeps]
[siren wailing]
[people chattering]
[man] Hey, look who it is.
Madame, madame, would you like to
- [in French] Non, merci!
- [men laugh]
- [man 2] Hey, friend. You again. No?
- We don't want drugs.
- [man 3] I'll give you a deal!
- No, no, no.
How about I give you
a special friend discount?
Hey. Hey!
[soft music playing]
[Jonas] I'm sorry.
This is not your fault.
Except I need you to be here by my side.
With me 100 percent.
- I can't do this alone.
- Okay.
Okay?
We're going to the hotel.
We'll wait there for Charly,
and then we can leave.
[music intensifies]
Okay, come on. Come on.
DESIGNER DISTRIC
[club music playing]
- We have a problem. Come with me.
- What?
- Yes, follow me.
- Problem?
That's what I said.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
[muffled music continues]
- [man] Just go all the way to the end.
- Here?
- Yeah, right there.
- Okay.
Charly?
Charly!
[Rudi] Big boy!
What is it, fatty?
Are you scared of
coming into my office now, huh?
Hey, do you recall our crazy
and wonderful private parties?
Good ol' days!
You were drinking then, you beast, you.
- Get your ass in there.
- Ahh!
- [ominous music playing]
- [Joseph] Charly!
Leave.
You look pretty dumb, don't you, fatty?
[man grunts]
[Joseph panting]
- I'm a vet.
- [woman] Yeah, okay.
- See? Everything is on the card.
- Mm-hmm. I need just to check something.
- Why?
- [woman] Oh, just checking some details.
[door chimes, opens]
- [woman] I'll come back.
- [Samira] Thank you.
What is ketamine?
It makes you drowsy.
- [woman talking in background]
- It's used for animals.
Uh, sorry?
Sorry, could you do me a favor
and hurry up a little bit?
- Sure. One second.
- [Samira] We're in a rush.
[Samira sighs] Thank you.
- [woman] Here you go.
- [register beeps]
- [Samira sighs]
- [register beeps]
[register beeps]
[man] Those bastards told the truth.
Perfect.
Take the money away.
[Rudi] Let's go. Take the money
as far away as possible.
[man] Okay, boss.
[Joseph breathes heavily]
Such a fuss they're all making.
All because of this small thing.
[suspenseful music playing]
[breathing heavily]
I'm homesick for Vienna.
I wanna eat at my sausage stand,
go to my racetrack and place a bet.
And also go to my theme park.
You know,
when the Big Guy sent me into exile,
you all kept your mouths shut.
And you, Joseph,
my friend Joseph,
you kept your mouth shut, too.
- What was I supposed to do?
- [Rudi] Shut up!
And now you show up here all of a sudden
and think I owe you something, or what?
Or is it that daddy's death
messed up your head? Huh?
[Rudi laughs]
Thought I didn't know
about your stupid secret?
Fat Joseph
is the Big Guy's son.
Huh?
There were a few times
when he almost made it public.
But you know what always
stopped him from doing that?
No? Aren't you interested?
You know what?
I think I'll tell you anyway.
It was because of you.
You were such an embarrassment to him.
Because you're a fat,
bloated little pussy.
Such a worthless appendage.
- Joseph.
- [Rudi] His words.
Don't you listen to him, alright?
[Rudi] He told me himself.
- [Charly] Look, he's just talking shit.
- [Rudi] You have to understand
[Joseph swallows]
Doesn't the truth
make you thirsty, Joseph?
- [Joseph groans]
- Toni, grappa!
[Joseph] No, no!
[Rudi] Perfect.
Let's have a drink, the two of us, yeah?
- Just like the old times.
- [Joseph] No, please don't!
Once an addict, always an addict. [laughs]
Come on. Have a drink, Joe. It's medicine.
Well done, that's it. There we go!
All the way down.
Swallow it. Good boy.
It's medicine, you know?
Yeah, well done. Amazing isn't it?
- Are you crazy?
- [Joseph grunts]
Hey! Now
- [Joseph groans]
- What if I
Should I? No, how about instead,
I put a bullet in his head?
How about that?
You!
[Joseph breathing heavily]
Right, you! You'll drink it all right now.
You will drink everything!
You'll drink it now!
There you go, got it?
A drink for your father,
so he doesn't have to feel
so ashamed of his ugly, fat son.
And a drink for Mama,
that crazy old whore. [laughs]
Oh, by the way, I fucked her, too.
Good, that's it. Come on!
All of it. Good boy! Good boy!
Yes, that's it. Very good.
Look, look, look, look, look!
- [Joseph screams]
- [Rudi] Oh, you've made me so happy!
It's almost like the old days.
My boy, this is how I like you.
You know I like you, huh? [laughs]
[both laughing]
[laughing continues]
Yeah!
- [energetic music playing]
- [Charly grunts]
[both grunt]
[Joseph grunts]
[Joseph strains]
[energetic music continues]
[both grunt]
[Joseph groaning loudly]
[Joseph continues straining]
- [both grunt]
- [Joseph pants]
[Joseph continues panting]
- [tense music playing]
- [panting loudly]
I've got it! I've got it!
[continues panting]
Come here.
Get it together, man!
- Yeah, yeah!
- It's all good.
That's good.
[Joseph groans]
Thanks.
Come on.
[tense music continues]
- [Charly] Come on!
- Yeah, coming!
Yeah
[music ends]
Yes, Dad. Yeah. We're in Italy now.
- We'll be at 40-100's soon.
- [Red] Rudi's waiting for you.
- Get a move on!
- Don't worry, we'll get the coin.
- I promise you.
- Rio, just do it.
- I promise you, I mean it.
- Thank you. [phone clicks]
You see? It was quicker
than you thought it was.
It'll soon be over for that motherfucker.
[people chattering and laughing]
Where is it?
Where's the car?
Where's the fucking car, man?
- Who'd steal a car like that?
- [man] Whoa, whoa, guys, guys!
Check this out.
Hey, motherfucker!
- Hey! Motherfucker! Piece of shit, German!
- Jesus. Really?
- Come here!
- [Charly] Calm down!
- [man] Yeah, you.
- This isn't a good idea.
- Go back to your own country. Huh?
- Don't do this.
[man] That's right.
[man thuds, shouts]
[man] Whoa! Hey, hey, hey!
Fuck off! I said, fuck off!
You, too!
Fuck off!
Stop! Stop!
You give me the keys!
Give me the keys, man!
Give me your fucking keys!
- Now!
- [man] Fine, fine, take them!
Joseph, come on!
- Joseph, come on!
- [man] You're done, asshole!
Joseph, come on, we need to leave!
[tense music playing]
- Where're you going? Come here!
- I'm thirsty. I need a drink!
[bottle shatters]
[man] Fuck that guy!
I'm gonna kill that motherfucker!
[motorcycle starts]
- [engine revs]
- [tires screech]
[tense music continues]
[tense music continues playing]
[music ends]