The first 200 lines.
Put the girl on the couch.
It's day.
I'm coming.
That was fast. Top notch work. Excellent.
- You look as if you're worried. - I have family troubles, the girls.
As soon as they grow up, the trouble begins.
Either they build bombs, or they cry for revolution.
Of all things, the son of the Mafia boss, and most of his friends are niggers.
I had a visitor recently, a chap called Carbona.
Carbona knows the business in France. All the drugs going through France.
Those are excellent labs. You should get along with them.
It could be interesting. Carbona will help you.
He's going to be on the same flight as you tomorrow evening.
I don't want to leave that quickly.
I really like you Serge, but don't forget it was me,
who got you into the Mafia. You'd been the dirty Russian for everyone,
the annoying foreigner, nobody wanted to help you.
But you forget we're all only foreigners here.
So you will take the flight tomorrow. I've done a lot for you already.
I could do a lot more. You mustn't disappoint me.
I trust you, you Russian pig.
- Is Paul coming along? - You don't need him for this job.
It's going to be tough.
- You'll do it. - You couldn't make it alone.
I'm sick of it. I've had enough of all this.
I only have one wish.
When all this is done,
I want to leave, as far away as possible. With the money, I'll buy a farm.
And there you'll spend your remaining years, together with your wife.
- You think it's easy? - Why shouldn't it be?
More than anything I want to go to the south.
Sit in the sun, under palm trees.
- Are you busy? - Not at all.
Do you know France?
When I'm bored, I hop on the next plane and go.
To New York, to London, and now I want Paris.
I'll just take the next plane and I'll be there. And you?
I don't want to do anything. I just enjoy travelling.
- It's not bad. - Anyway, I'm sick of it all.
- Sitting around, the travelling... - I'm never bored.
Perhaps it's because I'm not very demanding.
And what do you expect?
- I like to see new things. - Are you happy?
Well, I think I am. Why not?
- It'll be be expensive for you. - M. Carbona, it's not my fault.
Those are Emery's killers, the two deaf-mutes.
- No problem, I'll handle them. - Where are you going anyway?
I knew I'd meet you here.
You look magnificent. How are your deaf-mutes?
- And how are you? - Always the same.
One gets older.
When I wake up, I can hardly move anymore.
- But one continues. - You won't be destroyed by cancer.
- Have you been to a doctor? - What would I want with a doctor?
- I know I'm sick. - Don't listen to him.
His constant talking makes me feel sick all over, too.
But today it isn't as bad as it used to be.
You suffer, you die... That's the way it is.
What do you want?
You have it all, you have Rita. You've achieved everything you wanted.
You never were ambitious anyway. So, everybody likes you.
Everybody respects you. You're to be envied.
Of course. Disregarding the fact that I don't like your deaf-mutes.
- They earn too much. - It's none of your business.
Do you hear that, Rita? He thinks it's none of my business.
- And what do you say? - I don't think it can continue like that.
- The last word hasn't been spoken yet. - Too late, it will no longer happen.
You exposed yourself too much. What have you become?
You're big and powerful. And what do you do?
You write cheques receive the Foreign Legion order of merit,
and now even the cops salute you.
It's a long time since you held a weapon.
Go and die of cancer and leave me alone.
Aren't you afraid of the Americans?
Don't worry, I can handle with them.
First, I'll take care of the Carbona Family.
Is the doctor there?
Jane Swenson. Yes, I'll wait.
No, stop this. Hang up. Do what I tell you.
There's a little book in my jacket.
There it says where you have to call.
You'll discover it later.
What I want to show you in the book is the fact,
that the youths attitude to intoxication
is the same, but not towards oriental culture.
I'm definitely also thinking about the young people
that are going to India, to Nepal. But they aren't looking
for cultural ideas. They're looking for drugs, nothing else.
This has to stop, especially from your side. It's your job.
It has nothing to do with my job.
I'm not speaking as a police officer, but as a philosopher.
How interesting.
I think you don't enjoy drinking.
I'm not into entertaining myself. My wife likes these parties.
She likes snobs.
It's cold here.
Cold and humid. My rheumatism acts up.
I used to operate in the big hospitals.
The hygiene facilities aren't really up to date here.
But you can cope with that. 2000 dollars.
So what, first you catch a black eye.
And then you call for me and I have to be there.
You know what flats, hotels and rooms I've seen?
I operated in cellars and barns.
Once in the middle of a forest.
There she is. It's really bleeding. Some kicked the bucket.
He's slimmed down. The women like it apparently.
If I see a girl like you with somebody like him...
What's important is that you enjoy yourself.
When I see something fragile like you... Yes. Your eyes, your complexion.
No, you can't fool me. You're young.
You still have smooth firm skin. But it will decay quickly.
Remember that.
You observed how Emery was refuelling?
Yes, M. Bardeche, I lost him in a traffic jam in Aix.
But I found him again. He entered the Hotel Du Roi Rainier.
Since they brought in his luggage, I assumed he stayed overnight.
Then he entered the bar and met somebody there, correct?
Yes. They had a long conversation actually.
- Then he continued his trip to Marseille. - That's right.
He went directly to the harbour, dispatching the overseas vessels,
so I presumed he wanted to get a freight deal done there.
But he didn't stay. - He went straight to the town hall.
Yes, indeed. I was quite surprised.
I'm not surprised at all. Slowly I'm getting to know him.
I'm convinced that he's having me watched.
He's having me followed. So put your man on a lead.
For my sake relocate him to Noumea or wherever.
If this is all, you don't have a great deal to fear.
- It will be alright. - Listen, Edward,
this M. Bardeche should disappear. - I understand. I understand.
I promise you, Ill take care of it.
It's too bad that this man isn't open to reason.
He doesn't respond to financial propositions at all.
You said it yourself, this man isn't from this world.
Where should I drop you off? At the ministry?
To the ministry.
Is it healing?
A little.
It looks better already, but you shouldn't move the arm.
You should sleep now.
When I feel better, I'll sleep more.
For the injections. I got that a long time ago.
I had a head injury, the sleep centre was damaged,
nobody can fix it.
Well, I dream and I dream.
The nights are so long, as if I was living twice.
I miss the natural dreams that everyone has while sleeping.
Who are you? What are you doing?
It's you.
Now you're incapacitated, aren't you?
I'm quite fast, aren't I? The doctor called in New York.
You should be happy to see me again.
Is there anything to drink here? - Everything you want.
I really came in a rush.
When they told me that they'll send me...
- You don't see this. - I told you before.
A job in Paris isn't an everyday opportunity.
Two Americans that can do what they want.
Put this way, that can almost do what they want.
You don't have to get upset about these fellows.
It's simple. We'll get them quickly.
Do you want to see my new invention?
I fooled Customs with this.
Not bad?
You see? It's great, isn't it. Open, close.
Great toy.
Look, do you understand what this means?
We'll find your deaf-mutes. Now you got me and I got you.
Isn't it funny? Isn't that a joke?
Paul and Serge in Paris. Nothing can go wrong now.
Nothing can touch us. We never get the short end of the stick.
We're inseparable, undiscoverable and unbeatable.
I'm glad, Paul. I knew you'd come.
Why do people put rubbish on their walls. Do you understand this?
It''s really a bore.
I prefer mirrors. What can I see there? Myself.
At least I'm alive. Action. It moves.
Strange fellow, your friend Paul. He must be really attached to you.
I suppose so. Its entirely mutual.
He helps me. The attitude he has towards life. He sings, he dances.
I feel as if he's watching me.
He's interested in everything, enjoys all kinds of things.
And besides, he's a good shooter. He loves weapons.
Soon you'll be fit again. And you'll go.
Both of you will go.
We're not here to enjoy ourselves.
We have better things to do than ask each other questions.
Everything has to end.
I feel the same way.
I've always done everything very thoroughly.
You don't need to go. Just stay.
Both of you can stay here if you want.
Yes, I'm alive.
I'm laughing.
And living.
- Madame, I'm looking for a Mme. Carbona. - Who?
She's the wife of a man named Carbona. You know him?
I'm looking for two men that can't speak, deaf-mutes.
Why don't you go to the police.
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