Braquo (2009) s01e07 Episode Script

Drop your gun.
Get back! Hide him between the cars.
Hurry up.
That'll do.
Come here.
Delgado! IN THE NAME OF THE WORST Freeze! Freeze! Okay? - Okay.
You're dead.
It's all over, soldier.
Did you bring everything? -Yes, in the van.
-Come over here, you.
What are you doing? - We're not blowing up the truck.
Did you think I was planning a kamikaze ending? We'll need it to escape.
- What now, then? Walter will cover the exit.
Us two will go in, get the gun and leave.
Just like that? Who knows? Maybe with a bit of luck.
Good evening, Roland.
- Good evening, Béatrice.
You know how to make a girl feel at home, don't you? We've got plenty of time.
First, let's have a drink.
After that, I've got a little idea.
So, Roland, what are you going to do with me? Finish your glass first.
Tell me how you're going to fuck me.
I'm going to fuck you till there's no life left in you.
You're not going to kill me, are you? -Of course I am, darling.
You'll soon lose consciousness.
When you wake up, you'll be tied up in my cellar.
I'll work on you a bit, for my amusement.
And then I'll finish you off.
Fevre has told me so much about you.
Lieutenant Delgrado.
Sit down.
You have the blood of a police officer on your hands.
-Well? You included, that makes two.
Now, shut up and sit down on this armchair, while we await a phone call from your friend Caplan.
Are you deaf? Sit down! Thanks for the trap.
You have a gun pointing at your head.
You're one great fucking general, aren't you? Lieutenant Delgado, you do know the General owes his rank to scheming and string-pulling? But courage is not something that can be bought.
He screws people and disappears before they have realized.
Caplan's role in this has always been that of the scapegoat.
This whole mission is a scam in which you are useful fools.
Could I have a word with you? You weren't filmed.
The CCTV camera was cut off as planned.
You just need to get rid of the body now.
What are you doing? -Going back to keep an eye on them.
Keep your distance.
Evening.
- Evening.
It's late for a delivery.
- Special delivery, special time.
It's okay, we've been expecting them.
I'm your contact here.
I'll be helping you get out afterwards.
All good.
- Thanks.
You can hate me all you like, Lieutenant, but if you want to save your life and that of your friends, remember to tell Caplan what I just told you.
Do I need to remind you that Fevre killed your father? -No.
Lieutenant Delgado, you killed Captain Marceau and you also killed General Fevre.
And then you committed suicide.
Get back! Get back! Drop your gun! Drop it! Get back! Oh, fuck! Fuck! Dréan, I'm dying here! Help me! I'm going to die! Dréan, I'm going to die.
Help me.
Ah, I'm I'm dying.
It's here.
Théo! Three, two, one! Got it, Théo! Let's get out of here! Slow down for Walter! Slow down! Go, go.
go! We're through! Oh, fuck! Okay, now what? We take down Dantin and Luanda.
Call Marceau.
Rox? - Théo Marceau's not picking up.
-He's dead, and so is Fevre.
-Shit! Seriously? Tell Eddy that Bleuvenne has betrayed us.
Listen.
Meet us at Rocky's place, okay? -OK.
Hey! Police! Give me your keys.
-Oh.
fuck off.
Give them here! -What keys? Fuck off! -The car keys! Piss off! Right.
What's happened? Captain Marceau crashed a car near the hospital.
The nurses thought he was over the limit until they realized he had two bullets in him.
So is he dead? - No, he's in a coma right now.
But the doctor says his condition is critical.
How did this happen? - I spoke to the nurses.
All Marceau said before losing consciousness was a name.
"Roxane.
" - Delgado.
Excuse me, sir.
Hello? Yeah? General Fevre is dead, sir.
His assistant is accusing Roxane Delgado of murdering Fevre and Marceau, and of trying to kill him.
What the hell are you looking at? Hey! Get off my car! Move it! Hey! Police.
Got a lighter, Valérie? Where's Werner? Where's the weapon? Where's holding Blitch.
He's alive.
The weapon's in the truck.
Check that, Sergeant.
There's no weapon.
If you want your friend to live, Caplan, you'd better -I don't have to do anything, Colonel.
Put down your gun and give yourself up.
-You asked for it.
You headed, soldier.
Put down your guns.
Try anything and I'll blow you away.
Maybe we can find some common ground.
Save your breath.
You're fucked whichever you way look at it.
Colonel? - Put down your gun, fucker! Sergeant Answer phone again? The Colonel's been in possession of Inessive, for five hours and I still can't get through.
What about my son.
How is he? His injury is fine.
I left him talking to the Prefect and police.
And? -Delgado's reputation as bent cop gives our version of events a lot of credibility.
We can't have Delgado's side of the story coming out, okay? I take it they've come to join their friend.
Where's Roxane? - There.
After you, gentlemen.
Rox! Your fucking whore's shoes did this to me.
You don't expect me to thank you, surely? I've got a real dilemma with you, Béatrice.
I don't know what to fuck you with first.
This Or this.
I'm not going to do anything right now.
See you soon.
Is that all? Yes.
Just the two murders to explain and the whole police force after that.
Before he was killed, Fevre gave me some information.
Go on.
-Dantin's team was freed in Angola by Irene Bleuvenne.
Her husband had sent them to kill the President.
Back then, Fevre was head of Military Intelligence.
He disapproved, informed Angola and blew up Bleuvenne's plane.
That explains why his son changed sides.
But I don't get why Dantin sent us to rob the warehouse of the family Bleuvenne that saved his life? They had a plan of the site and the code for the door.
How do you think they got hold of them? -Mrs.
Bleuvenne.
Okay, but why would she want to do that? So she could use the gun while we're blamed? We're the perfect culprits.
- Bitch! Only Mr.
Bleuvenne, Marceau and Fevre could approve my mission.
Don't forget the Prefect.
- That fool! The easy thing for him to do would be to let us go down and go with Mrs.
Bleuvenne's story.
His mother's rich, and works with the government Who's going to believe our story? Fevre wanted me to tell you something important.
Tell me.
-Everything we need to absolve us and bring down Mrs.
Bleuvenne is in a bank safe.
Fevre and Bleuvenne were fighting over it.
Which bank? -Islamyia Bank, 8th arrondissement.
An Emirates bank.
If that's what it takes, that's what we must do.
You did say "we", right? I'm in until Rox is out of the shit.
Mr.
Dréan? You'll have your answer within 48 hours.
Thanks, Lucien.
Have a good weekend.
Do you want to come with me? Come on, move it! Do you know where they are? - No, madam.
The tracking devices on their phones aren't working.
The most recent signal came from their base.
Could the Colonel have betrayed us? No.
I think he's probably lost control of Caplan.
That would be disappointing from a man like the Colonel.
Twenty years ago, he was exceptional, but times charge.
We have 48 hours.
Find the weapon, Jean-Baptiste, whatever the cost.
Okay, I'll be right there.
I've got to go.
- Was that her? -Yes.
Don't tell the others.
Fargette is at my place.
He wants to see me.
What if he nicks you? What's he got on me? - True I'll be right back.
- No rush.
Colonel, what was Mrs.
Bleuvenne planning to do with Inessive? I gave my word.
There's no way I'd tell you.
I'm not asking you to go back on your word, but to lend me a hand.
Why? -We have a more urgent problem.
Caplan, this is Mrs.
Arifa.
You seem to be the Colonel's ambassador, so tell him I am holding Myriam Elmidoro.
If he deems her life to be worth I'll be waiting for your call.
Madame Caplan has turned the tables.
We've got to talk.
Before we talk about anything else.
Caplan, why did you kill Geatan Merks? He took a girl hostage.
He was going to kill her.
He wouldn't listen to me trying to reason with him.
The man you killed was a brother to me.
An elite soldier.
Why don't we focus on who is still alive, Colonel? -What do you suggest? We free Myriam from Arifa, and you give yourself in.
I'll hand you to the police, and let Luanda, Werner Blitch and Myriam go free to do as they see fit.
Okay, but you must promise to tell Myriam the truth about her brother.
Do we have an agreement, Caplan? What are you playing at, Fargette? You're just bluffing.
You're just trying to get to me.
Don't get big-headed, Vachewski.
You're cute, but I'd rather get my hands on your colleague, Roxane.
Don't you want to know why? - What do I care? Maybe you're in love or got fed up of wanking.
-Yeah, that's right.
As for bluffing, this is a statement from your girlfriend's dad.
She's in the frame as an accessory in Lemoine's wife's murder.
Not to mention an old case we dug up in the archives.
You don't have any evidence.
- True.
The only one with evidence was Fahad.
But your friend Roxane killed him, before killing Marceau and head of Interior Intelligence.
Fuck your accusations and fuck your version of the law.
Take her away, guys.
Let me go, you bastard! - Hey! Let her go! We can work this out.
Just tell me what you want.
Roxane Delgado.
- No.
I can't do that.
But I can go one better.
- I'm all ears.
-Eddy Caplan.
Well, well, Theo.
I thought Caplan was your friend.
No.
Roxane's the only one who matters in the group, and in my life.
I don't want to let this chance go begging.
I want Caplan by this evening.
You'll have him, but you'll have to come alone.
You think you can fool me? - You don't need any help doing that.
Seriously, though.
He' an ex-cop on the run.
He'd smell a rat from miles away.
- Yeah Okay, Vachewski.
But if you try anything funny, your girlfriend goes under.
Okay guys, let's go.
I've got my eye on you.
- Yeah, right.
Go! Did you get the address? - Yes.
Can I speak to Myriam? Why? To make sure she's alive? - Something like that, yes.
Close your mouth! Shut it! Hear that? Believe me, that much noise means she's alive alright.
You've not touched your food - Not hungry.
Thanks, Julia.
Come back later.
The cops believed my story and the accusations I made.
But they also want to find Delgado to hear her side of the story.
They'll never hear it.
I've already given the order.
We still have the Marceau issue.
If he comes out of his coma, he'll talk.
And if he talks What do you think? - You crow like a cockerel, full of valour, but you're given off a strong smell of fear.
Get a grip! Hello -I'm here to see Captain Marceau.
Only his family is allowed in.
- I understand.
Gabriel and I were rather like brothers.
We worked on a big case together a few years ago.
When we finally got the culprits, Gabriel saved my life I see.
When I heard he'd been shot, I was angry with myself.
I just wanted to see how he is.
Thanks for your time.
- Sir I'm off duty in 15 minutes.
You can have five minutes but I'll have to search you first.
Go in.
What's that? What's this? -He's a friend of Marceau.
-I don't want to know.
Get out, or else I'll report this.
You're a witness to this.
Go on.
Get out! All clear, Sergeant? They're just as good as I hoped, Colonel.
Or are they just good at killing innocents? People like us are trained to protect innocent people.
Unlike you, we don't try to sleep with their sisters.
Since when did you know? -I realized just now, when you were on the phone.
When we're done with the Arifas and Myriam is safe and sound, I hope you will do the right thing, Mr.
Caplan.
What did you tell that fucking pig to get rid of him? Do you want the truth? -Listen, Theo.
I don't want any more lies between us.
Without bearing a grudge, you're the one who started that.
Hey, come on.
I promised him one of my friends instead of you.
What? You turned in one of your friends for me? You're kidding? Yes, I'm kidding.
Only a fat fuck of a cop would believe such a story.
They'll always come first, right? - Don't be silly.
Love and friendship are the same thing, aren't they? I'm just trying to buy time.
I don't want the baby to be born in prison.
I'm neither going to kiss nor hug you.
It would be like a final farewell and could bring me bad luck.
Come on, Béatrice.
Focus.
Hold the gun.
Come on.
Come on, Béatrice, concentrate! Let me help you.
Attends.
There.
That wasn't perfect, but it was better.
We're not done yet, though.
It's your life or hers.
Come on.
This time, you can do it.
That's the way! Good.
Well done.
Well What am I going to do with you now? Lookout 2 to lookout 1.
I've got the AK-47.
Lookout 1 to lookout 2.
I've got the pump-action shotgun.
We're wearing the cuffs and Blitch has Inessive.
What if Arifa doesn't let us get anywhere near Myriam? If I can't get the cuff to her, switch to plan B.
Plan B puts your life in my hands, Mr.
Caplan.
All that matters to me is that Myriam gets out without a scratch.
Get out.
Search them.
Give me the keys, Caplan.
No one touches this car until I've seen Myriam.
-Open the doors.
Drive inside.
Okay cop.
Let's not waste any time here.
You're a man, you want the woman.
I'm a woman, and I want the gold.
Do you have my gold? The 200 ingots are in the boot.
But first of all, I want to speak to Myriam.
You can spout all the bullshit you want when I've got my gold.
Come on, cop.
Get you hands out of your pockets.
Why would I do that, Sarai? - Latif! Daniel! Sarai Arifa.
The 200kg of gold in the Range Rover.
But it also contains enough explosives to blow us all sky high.
You're bluffing, cop.
You're bluffing! Ah, yeah? I'll die happy if it means taking you and your bastard sons with me.
So, what's it to be? What do you suggest, Caplan? This unit has a range of 1500 m.
The Colonel takes Myriam, and I stay as your guarantee.
Once you've counted your gold, I too will leave.
Release her, Daniel.
My life is in your hands, Colonel.
See you later, Myriam.
-See you.
You know something, cop? Even if my gold is here, you're going to die.
Signal issued.
- Signal received.
Latif! Hey! You! Oh, Daniel Caplan! Over here, Sarai.
I have no desire to kill you, so just drop it now.
Fuck you, cop!