Squad 36 (Bastion 36)

Thank you.

Vinny to all units. Mahmoudi just exited.

Stand by for now.

Target is moving.

Crossing the street. He's wary.

-He's taking the subway. -I'll follow on foot.

Walid, no heroics. We're here to locate him.

Don't worry.

Target exiting. He played me.

What's this motherfucker up to?

Come back, Walid. He's taking a taxi. Come back.

All units, target entering a black Mercedes taxi.

License plate is Bravo, Sierra, 556, Delta, Alpha.

I repeat, black Mercedes. Bravo, Sierra, 556, Delta, Alpha.

Sami, you're up. Rue David d'Angers.

Watch out!

All units, we're taking Fraternité.

Sami for Antoine. Where to?

He's headed your way. You should see him soon.

All units, we're joining Sérurier.

-Antoine, Richard, stay put. We're on him. -Copy.

Vinny for Sami, we're in traffic on Rue de Mouzaïa.

We're stuck on Sérurier at a red light.

Motherfucker. He's double backing.

Hanna, take over. Antoine, he'll drive past you.

-He did a U-turn. -Okay, I'm on him.

Unbelievable.

-Antoine, can you see him? -He just drove past. We're following.

Move!

Speed up.

-Vinny, Walid, where are you? -Sérurier, heading your way.

I'm splitting. He turned right. Antoine, where are you?

Yes, I saw. Headed your way.

Careful, it's a dead end. He's turning.

Headed out. Still in the taxi.

Antoine, Richard, where are you?

We got busted. He's on Boulevard d'Indochine.

Fall back.

-I'll take over. -Copy that.

Turning onto Périgueux.

-Sami, you're up. -Okay.

-Vinny, where the fuck are you? -Corner of Belleville-Pixérécourt.

Hanna, take over.

Heading back. I have a visual. He's taking Plâtrières.

I'll take over at the junction. Vinny, what's your position?

Still stuck. Fucking hell!

What the fuck is he doing?

Son of a… He just got out. Where are you?

Sami, what now?

He's taking a bike. We'll lose him on the footbridge.

Hanna, follow him.

Antoine!

What's your name?

Antoine.

Antoine what?

Just Antoine.

Why are you tailing me, Antoine?

You know why.

Don't even try.

Too many people.

I'll be seeing you.

SQUAD 36

DANGEROUS, MAY BE ARMED

Here's to Search and Intervention, Hanna and Antoine

for a spectacular motorbike chase.

And Walid, who got busted in the subway like a rookie.

He got you good!

Counter surveillance is Lesson 101 of police academy.

If you went to the academy.

Right, Walid? That's the problem with ex-forces.

Fifteen years in the Foreign Legion, crawling in shit under the sun,

makes you soft in the head. We don't blame you.

You wouldn't last three days in survival training.

Especially you with that Freddie Mercury mustache.

What do we do about Mahmoudi?

Well, we'll have to hang tight until he resurfaces.

I think he'll lie low for a while.

What about the informant? What's he saying?

Nothing, he went off the grid.

Back to square one.

We should've grabbed him outside the bar.

But the orders were to locate him and identify his contacts.

We had nothing on him.

I just got my head handed to me by the director general.

But I'll still drink with you.

Well, as you can imagine,

the op didn't get unanimous support at the top.

-Meaning? -Thanks, Hanna.

Let's say that the prefect and some tight-assed ministry members

didn't appreciate a motorbike rodeo on Paris's streets.

For real?

You read the last memo, didn't you?

No excessive use of force in public. Too many incidents.

I did convince Internal Affairs

not to initiate proceedings for public endangerment

after some dumbass motorists filed complaints after witnessing your chase.

Next time you cross the line, I won't be much help.

Public endangerment, really?

We'll have to kiss goodbye to our eight-euro hazard pay.

Do you do this job for money? No.

For the glory.

The glory?

A little bit.

Glory is the sun of the dead.

And a dead cop is a useless cop.

-Hanna, you okay after your fall? -Yeah, fine. Thanks, boss.

That's what matters. No one got hurt.

Tomorrow is another day.

Bye, everyone. Good night.

-Night, boss. -Good night, boss.

What is it? Do you count steps or is there a mark on the ground?

-What? -I don't know.

You always take my hand at the same spot, like crossing a safety perimeter.

You're my safety.

My place tonight?

I'll give you a lift.

Antoine, please don't go.

It's the last time.

I promised Marcus. I don't have a choice.

He'll get you into deep shit one day.

You know that? You'll lose everything.

I've got to go.

Gentlemen, listen up.

No spitting, no biting, no gouging.

Nothing below the belt.

No time limits.

The only way to win is to be the last man standing.

May the best man win.

Get up!

Here's your money.

Thank you.

I have another fight if you're interested.

Some thug from Aubervilliers. I think he has beef with you.

I'm done, Marcus.

Five times more than today. Think about it.

I have thought about it.

Three fractured ribs, a crushed rib cage,

and a punctured left lung for Ibrahim Bouchouari.

Fracture to the left forearm, nose, and jaw for Dylan Malouda.

And finally, head trauma

and multiple face fractures,

resulting in a 24-hour coma for Mr. Saïd Nguyen.

You call that self-defense?

I call it persecution.

Plus, you had just participated in an illegal fight for payment,

arranged by your friend Marcus Reinhart.

You must concede that this isn't compatible

with the rules defined by the Policing Code of Ethics.

How long have you been doing martial arts?

Since I was ten.

Didn't anyone tell you that a fighter's greatest quality is self-control?

What do you want?

To make me feel guilty?

They attacked me. I told you, I didn't do anything.

I'm trying to make you understand

that it will be hard for me to keep you in the squad.

All I can do, given your record and your superiors' evaluations,

is to prevent a disciplinary board hearing and a suspension.

I suggest you join a less active department.

With less field work.

Bobigny police station is understaffed. They'll gladly take you on.

Bobigny?

Yes, Bobigny. I'm sorry.

Why did you agree to that stupid fight?

What do you want?

To beat up every suburban scumbag who has beef with cops?

Your mother already lost a son, Antoine. You think she wants to lose another?

The director of Bobigny is a friend.

I'll ask him to ignore her dumb request and get you on the Anti-Crime Squad.

At least you can still do your job,

without having to sit at a desk and file paperwork.

Just a couple of years. Then you can come back. You have my word.

I know what you think.

Cops fall.

The bad guys keep on dancing.

The world doesn't make sense.

I'm off. Good luck for the future.

We all know.

Come for a drink.

No, I'm fine. Forget it, Sami.

Hey, look. What time is it? Five to?

-Yeah. -I give the orders for five more minutes.

Come on. The others are waiting.

Come on.

Wait!

You okay?

What do you want?

Are you okay?

Antoine!

For auld lang syne, Antoine

For auld lang syne

We'll take a cup o' kindness yet

For auld lang syne

Is that fight of yours still on?

Where is he?

With the doc, getting stitched up.

How bad is he?

He got ripped to pieces.

He brought him in and called us.

Antoine called him to arrange a fight with a big shot from Aubervilliers.