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Youth Court
Come in.
Thank you.
If my count's right, this is the fourth time you've been in that chair.
This time, it's more serious.
Theft of three tapedecks with a complaint from the shopkeeper.
What's wrong with all you youngsters?
He isn't stupid, actually far from it.
- The last place worked out well. - Not bad.
Then why did you leave?
Think it's fun making 200 an hour? Your whole life?
- More in a few years. - I don't have time to wait.
I know that song.
You all say the same thing.
Thank you.
And you think by stealing, it'll go faster? I know...
...you can't control him. - I work all day.
Tell me this:
What would you like to be?
- Not be a slave like my parents! - That's not an answer.
For me, it is.
- You're lucky you're not 18 yet. - Why?
It meant correctional services, then prison.
- So, what? - Marcel.
- You want to go to jail? - There or any place else.
Don't talk about what you don't know, would you?
What will I do now? What would you do in my place?
I'd never be in your place!
- Best for you is a youth center. - You want to put me away?!
Hope you didn't expect congratulations.
In juvenile, you'll be comfortable. You may even go out once a week.
- For how long? - Until your majority.
- I could have tried... - No.
Believe me, it's his best chance.
If I leave you free, in three months it's catastrophy.
They kept him?
- Yes. - Maybe it's better that way.
That's what the judge said. They put him in a youth center.
There are games, a big park, open air, everything...
In other words, things they don't have here.
WASTELAND
Here Mister, eat.
Well, now!
Ask your father if he wants cheese.
Dad?
Quiet.
Dad.
- Again? Tonight you stay home. - But Mom! - Don't insist!
Have an apple, instead.
It's not normal to go out every night at your age.
After all, ask your Dad.
Dad? May I go?
Stay there, Mister.
Babar! How are you?
I'd be better if they weren't always sulking.
You're lucky, mine screw twice a day.
- I'd prefer that. - Maybe we could trade.
- So, Babar, not too afraid? - What do you think?
Looks like your big night.
Hurry, everyone's ready.
Short while ago, we found a dead body around here.
There you are, it's about time.
They're all yours.
- Pretty soon we'll be robbing cradles. - Shut up, Growler.
Who do we start with?
With Babar.
Begin the trials, it is mandatory to join the gang.
Ready?
If you want to run, you're still free.
I'm ready.
I'm warning you, if you don't pass the trials you'll have to keep quiet.
You saw and heard nothing here, understand?
If not, we'll smash you.
See the door up there? It leads to nowhere.
We'll blindfold you, you'll walk up there and jump.
How many meters?
Twelve. So, you have to land right.
Go ahead, Hangman.
- Just getting here now? - It was worth it...
Look what I stole.
What did you do with the cop wearing it?
Put it with the rest.
Let's go.
We'll need sugar tongs to pick that one up.
Now, forward.
Keep going, six more meters.
I'll count to 3.
On 3 you jump.
Not too bad.
That wasn't 12 meters!
Not four even. It was only to scare you.
Twelve is the door above.
You'll repeat everything I say.
I swear absolute loyalty to the gang.
I swear loyalty to the leader, no matter what is asked of me.
I swear to not reveal gang secrets, even under torture.
Give me your arm.
Roll up your sleeve.
You'll mix your blood with a gang member, choose anyone.
With you.
No way! Dan is the leader, it's not possible.
I accept.
- Are you crazy? - I'm allowed!
You do it, Lucky.
You're admitted to the gang. From now on, you'll never be alone.
Your real family is us.
- This is how the sheriff did it. - The knot wasn't behind!
My tie dammit!
- Give it back now! - We're playing. Mommy!
What is it now?
- I can get my tie back, no?! - Don't shout, your father's resting.
What's all the ruckus? Can't you shut up when I'm sleeping?
- Is there still coffee? - I'll get you some.
- What are you doing? Going out? - Well, what? It's Sunday.
- I'd like some money. - Out dawdling again?
Going out with friends.
- 500? Is that all? - Enough to get into trouble.
- I gave you my paycheck yesterday! - So, what...
For once you have steady pay, can we enjoy it?
Go away, you'd be better to.
What are you doing this afternoon?
- Let's go to the movies together. - I have plans.
Too bad.
Finished conspiring? Haven't you gone yet?
I'm going, can I have some money?
When your grades are better.
Dan.
Here. Take this.
Babar! Wait for me!
- What's wrong? - My stepfather started circling around again.
- What a slimeball! - Someday I'll smash his face!
- You were great yesterday! - Why?
For the blood bonding.
There they are.
- Hi. - Hiya.
- Is everyone here? - I think so.
So, one, two, three...
WHAT SHALL WE DO?
- There's a Western at the Miramar. - I don't have a penny.
- Me, neither.
Sundays are boring, it's well-known.
- How about the carnival? - Why not a puppet show?
- Maybe he's catting around. - Who do you mean?
- As if you didn't know. - You're imagining things.
- One pack. - Of Luckies? - Obviously. - Have money?
What do you think? For a pack of smokes, always.
Even some to go on a date.
- With me? - Sure, why not?
When I go out, it costs a lot.
- Don't hurry or anything. - What's the plan?
We were waiting for you.
What's with you? Bored? Same here, if you're asking.
So, if you love me, be bored with me, then shut up.
- What's on your mind? - Nothing.
Or a lot of things. It's all the same in the end.
- I'd like it if you were my brother. - Your brother? Why?
I'd like a brother like you.
Fred.
Can we go? I see cars all week at the garage.
- Why are you angry with me? - Me? You're crazy!
I know what I'm saying. We used to be together more often.
Now, it's all Babar. I don't get the attraction.
- A whole lot of things. - Sleeping with him?
What do you care?
I'm broke, lend me 100.
The killer will now do her thing.
Oh, excuse me.
To aim like that, she must be thinking of her stepfather.
Say there, you should join the auxiliary forces.
Now, for the first time at a carnival...
A show that has amazed audiences worldwide...
Miss Ada. Age 20. Sleeps and dreams unclothed.
To be more precise: Unclothed, amid serpents and rats.
But beware, this is not a circus act, but scientific,
and may be viewed by kids and adults for the modest sum of .50 francs.
Enter! Enter! We will begin shortly!
50 to see some rats? At work, I see them all day. Right in my face.
- Is there a deal for large families? - Hey sir, the snakes...
...do they ever eat the rats?
- Why not move along there? - What? We can't stand and watch?
- Buzz off and clear the way! - Nobody's buying tickets anyway!
- Get out! - Let go of him! - Shut up, you little ***!
- Say that again? Repeat that! - That's enough now.
- Apologize to the lady! - Are you serious?
Bunch of hoodlums! Germaine!
Germaine! Call the police!
- Get the cops, for heaven's sake! - Be quiet or we'll pants you!
Hey guys! Check out this item!
My rat!
Let's get out!
I'm finished with days like today. I'm sick of them.
We can't waste every Sunday at carnivals because we haven't got coin.
With the parents we have, what more can we hope for?
Parents! We can still get something on our own.
- They don't understand ***, anyway. - We can, but we never do.
I was in a gang before this. Believe me, they had money.
- Just that they're organized. - What does that mean?
- They pull jobs. - Jobs...
What can we steal in this crummy neighborhood?
No need to stay close, Paris is a big city.
- I might have an idea. - Tell us.
- A dime store, been thinking for a while. - Are you crazy? Staff everywhere!
- We only need to not be seen. - Invisible coats?
That's not what I meant.
I get it. A great little number. It worked every time at boarding school.
Explain.
When I didn't feel like doing something, and wanted to get out of doing it...
- Think it'll work? - Don't worry.
- Um... I'd like a toothbrush. - They're all right there.
- Not bad, what is it? - Boar bristles.
What's wrong?
- What happened to him? - Oh the poor boy!
- It must be epilepsy. - So, call help!
We can't leave him there. Is there a chair?
Just don't touch him. It's the worst thing you can do.
Thieves!
Stop! Thief!
- What's between Big Chief and Dan? - What do you mean?
- They get along, that's all. - He's a bit loony, that Big.
Had problems his whole life. He's been all over.
Youth centers, the war, in jail. The Germans even tortured him.
- Now, he just likes fancy types. - And Dan.
Dan and Big get along because they're alike.
They're against everyone.
Hey, baby! Want to go for a ride?
Here... try this one, it should fit.
- Work around here? - Yes, for two years now.
- The chemical factory? - Yes.
- That's worth a discount. - Thanks.
- See you. - See you.
It's been a while.
- New gang member? - Yes.
Remember the first time? You were standing right here.
You stole some jeans, I caught you...
- I gave you a smack. - Then you gave me the jeans.
- I wonder if I did the right thing. - Probably not...
Since we stole this too, and want to sell it.
Follow me.
What do you think this is? A flea market?
What would I do with all this?
Keep it as a souvenir of you?
We robbed a dime store, not the Bank of France.
- Do you think you're smart? - Not really.
But we're tired of being broke, Sunday we couldn't go to a movie.
- Think I went to movies at your age? - That's no reason.
True enough.
Explains why I'll still take this pile of junk.
It's the last time, hear me? No more stealing left and right.
- It's like a lesson adults teach? - More or less.
I have no knack for it. Come on, get out of here.
- You're nice, Big. - No, I'm soft, which is worse.
- How much? - 30 bills.
- Great, can I get a jacket? - Not sure she can afford it.
Come on, we'll split it up at the hangout.
- My uncle wore things like that. - You don't like it?
Get on all fours, we can play checkers.
- Hi. - Hiya.
- What are you doing here? - Did you see the jacket?
- Have you seen Lucky? - Have you seen Marie?
- What did you do with Babar? Sell him? - He went out with his mother.
That kid still needs his mother's skirts.
- Someone's at the hangout! - A bum? - No, a kid, I'm not sure.
- Maybe it's a cop. - A cop?
- No chance, they're clueless. - Let's go.
- You probably dreamt it. - I'm certain, he was here.
He must have left.
- It's Big Marcel. - What are you doing here?
You can see I'm sleeping. Is it against the law?
- Here it is. - For what reason?
It's our place, and you'll leave right away.
Relax, I'm from the neighborhood. I know the hangout.
Probably before you did.
- You're still around? - I won't rot here much longer.
- So, you're the leader? - I told you to leave!
Give me a second.
You're heartless, I broke out of jail yesterday.
I took too much crap there, told myself they'd hide me a few hours.
I can't go to my old lady's, it's probably being watched.
Well then, I was wrong. It happens.
- We're not the Salvation Army. - I get it.
Mind you, I wasn't planning on rotting around here.
- Just had a favor to ask. - What?
Go see my old lady and ask her for some money.
Then I can go.
We can't refuse this. The cops can't catch him.
I'll go see your mother, but then you scram.
With pleasure.
- You guys are all right. - People will do these things.
- Is this stuff all stolen? - Yes.
Mrs. Lequin? It's about your son.
May I come in?
Jacques Mercier, educator.
Marcel ran away from the Center yesterday afternoon.
It was his leave day, that night he didn't come back. It's classic.
Have you seen him?
No.
He might come back here, you should persuade him to go back.
Believe me, it's the only solution.
Why did you send him there?
The judge said it wasn't prison.
Marcel wrote me desperate letters.
And you believed him.
I know Marcel's file. He worries and makes things up.
Nothing he wrote is true.
Listen to me. I'm not a policeman.
All day I work in insurance, nights I care for kids like Marcel.
Someone should care of them. Him and the others.
If not, there's gangs, promiscuity...
Marcel isn't a bad kid.
No doubt, but he's bored, like thousands of kids nobody helps.
- It's no reason to put him behind bars. - At the Center he wasn't.
- Did they fire at you? - Guess.
- Ever seen guards that don't shoot? - The ***!
I was right at the top of the wall when they put the lights on me.
I had one chance: if I fell on the wrong side, I was caught.
Got a smoke?
- What were days like? - Nonsense, always hassling us.
- I had smash one guard's face. - No joke? Tell us!
Not worth it. Anyway, they won't see me again.
- If the nab you? - I'll shoot! But that won't happen.
I have projects. Real ones.
Things that pay off big.
If one knows how. There's all sorts of money to be made.
Just lean over and pick it up.
But...
For these kinds of things...
You need more people.
Luckily, I have buddies.
- Hi. - Hiya doll.
- I saw your mother, she gave me this. - Is that all?
- Still thrifty the old lady. - She wants you to go back.
- For her generosity, I'll think about it. - Now, you can leave.
The cops want him, Pierrot saw one at his place.
- So, what? - He can't go out, that's all.
- I saw one, there must be others. - See? They want to keep me.
Don't worry, I'll stay out of the way.
After all, he could join the gang.
For once the kid makes sense.
He passes the trial and stays with us.
- What do you think? - If the others agree...
Did you hear that?
Only I don't agree.
Not in the least.
- I'm not a kid any more. - So, get the hell out then!
Relax.
It was a nice offer.
Touching, even.
But it's not for me. I've crossed over, understand?
I'm not a kid any more. Mind you, sometimes I regret it.
- We'd like to keep you. - We could make good money.
Bunch of cretins! So, you believe all the lies he's telling?
- Why do you say that? - Because you lie.
You'll make up anything.
You can't even steal a tomato from a grocer.
- Or yes, but get caught every time. - Will you shut up?
You know what you are? A loser!
Enough. Let it go.
You bet I'll let it go. Right away, even.
I pity all of you!
Don't be stupid, come back. What are you, crazy?
You trash!
Dan!
You should have kept your mouth shut.
- I thought letting Marcel in was a good idea. - You thought?
- Anyhow, you won't see me back. - You can't do that!
I'd be embarrassed.
To me the gang was our struggle.
Against others. All others.
Marcel will ruin it all.
- What about me? - What about you?
- If you go, I can't stay in the gang. - We're not married!
- Why don't you like Marcel? - I don't like idiots.
You're funny. You don't like anybody.
You always seem to be fighting the whole world.
You don't like girls, but you don't seem to like boys, either.
Not even sure why you put up with me.
Because you never tried anything with me.
I'll be late. See you tonight.
It's an English brand. Pure fruit, pure sugar.
- I couldn't get more. - I don't like sweets.
Give it to your chick.
- Think about what I told you? - All the time.
I'm sick of having nothing to do in this hole.
I thought of something...
- But... Lucky would have to agree. - Why wouldn't he?
- A big score, maybe 10,000. - 10,000?
Then why wait to go find Lucky, you clod?
Sure, it can be done. But we'll have to plan it.
- That's what we're here for. - How is your garage set up?
Office towards the end of the street.
- Is there always cash? - Yes, in an iron box.
The boss makes deposits Friday afternoons.
Let's say you're working. We arrive in a car. Is there a guard?
Yes, an old guy has keys, but he's in the other building.
I see. We'll drive. Borrow keys and tell us where the cash is.
When we go, we'll hit you on the head, for appearances. Okay?
- It's feasible. - What if there are clients?
Don't worry.
- Do we need to get a gun? - I'd prefer it.
A buddy will be glad to lend us one.
All legit.
Never steal a gun, it's just another charge on our backs.
Remember that.
- Agreed, then? - You bet. - Even you?
- We could ask Dan. - No chicks, especially not her.
So, can I count on you?
Okay.
Let's get busy! I'll lead this so it's planned right.
Here it is.
What is it?
Hello, Hans!
- Is that you? - It's me.
Friends of mine.
- They didn't keep you very long. - It wasn't my thing.
I need your help, we put a great score together.
Come, I'll explain.
No risk, and big payoff, you see?
- Like the tapedecks. - If Paulo hadn't talked, we were in the clear.
But he talked.
- You can't talk, you didn't come along. - I was right, wasn't I?
- This time you will. - Why?
Because it's a piece of cake.
A garage. A guy inside, reliable,
In the register, a big ***. But I need a car.
I see.
- So? - So, I want nothing to do with it.
And you're busting my ***! You've always busted my ***.
Don't struggle, you know you'll give in.
- When will it be? - Day after tomorrow. Around midnight.
- And if you get caught? - No risk of that.
- Anyway, I never squeal. - That habit can be picked up.
Obviously, you'd get your share.
Come get the car at 8 o'clock.
But I'm warning you: This is the last time.
After this one, you'll never see me.
Happy?
You're a real brother. It's in the bag. Let's go.
Ciao.
- Came to see me? - We need to talk.
I'm listening. Want a drink? I do.
Don't do the garage job.
So, you know? That trash Babar spread it around?
- You're going to get caught. - Why?
- You'll rat on us? - Imbecile!
Then what do you care?
You quit the gang, so?
Us getting caught would be good for you, no?
You could take over again, and go back to kid games.
You don't understand a thing.
On the contrary, I think I understand quite well.
Better and better, even.
It's because of Lucky? Huh?
Funny. Funnier and funnier.
- What's not funny is that you dirty everyone except you! - Why?
Lucky works there. If there's heat, he'll be the first to take it.
Well reasoned. You can always bring him oranges in jail.
You dog.
What do you care?
You're just a kid.
A funny kid, nobody's too sure.
- Girl or boy? - Back off!
- Why? - Because!
Well then, do it.
I'd enjoy cutting your pretty face.
Too bad you left the gang, we could have been friends.
We're the same, you know.
Don't worry, it'll go smoothly.
- What did she want? - She doesn't agree with the job. - Why?
You should know better than I do.
Well?
40 of super.
Let's go.
- First right after the square. - I know!
- ***! - Little too nervous, no?
You know the plan?
Take it easy, no hysterics.
- Don't forget, you get out first. - Okay.
- That's not Lucky. - Shut up, don't move.
Fill 'er up?
- What happened? - We could have tried!
- Did he forget the time? - Your friends are weak.
- What do you mean? - Need me to spell it out?
You didn't see that Lucky chickened out?
Easy to figure, that *** Babar told Dan everything.
- Are you sure? - Then the idiot got to Lucky.
Because she loves him! Because she's dying to get laid!
But doesn't dare tell him! I've had enough of your love stories!
- What are you doing? - Everyone out!
Go!
- Scram! I have no time to waste. - You're leaving? - And how!
I'm too old for games.
- It could have been great with you. - Yeah right.
Give my regards to Lucky.
***! ***! ***! That piece of trash will pay for this!
- You should've stopped him. - It's not Marcel I'm talking about.
Lucky?
I'll have his hide!
Hans!
- Back already? - It flopped.
- Got messy? - Not even.
Guy didn't show up.
Lost his nerve.
- The reliable one? - Easy, it can happen to anyone.
- With you it would have worked. - Did you bring back the car?
- Out front. - Well...
- That's it then. - Yep.
- So, what do you want then? - Some money.
Sorry, but I need to do this.
- Or you could hide me here. - Here?
Would that be so bad?
How people change.
I could help out, small jobs, receive the clients.
What if I'm broke?
Figure it out.
- Or else... - Or else?
Hunger makes a wolf come out of the woods.
The wolf gets talkative... and begins saying things.
And tells it all.
- Then little Hans goes on the run. - Schweinhund!
You get 20 bills, and you fly.
- Only 20? - That or nothing.
Well, only because it's you.
I don't know if I should thank you.
Good ol' Hans. I might never see you again.
I know I'll see you again. In the newspapers.
In the crime section.
Don't be concerned for me.
I'm as clever as a fox.
Auf Wiedersehen!
May I have a banana?
Ask your father if he wants tea.
Not tonight.
Don't be home too late.
- Hurry, we have a meeting. - Did the holdup work?
I'll tell you back there.
All I know is you had six jobs in two years.
- Wasn't my fault. - Whose, then? Mine, maybe?
- I can't explain it to you. - Explain what?
That you won't work? You'd rather hang out with losers than be useful?
- That's what you can't explain?! - Trust me, it's better I didn't stay.
What does that mean? Will you answer me?
- Will you answer?! - Don't touch me.
- Go in the bedroom. - Stop looking at me like that!
Lower your eyes, right now!
- Calm yourself. - What should we do with him?
- He'll get another job. - 23 years I worked in two places!
That tell you anything? Listen up: eight days to get a job or you're out.
Out on the street, hear me?! Eight days!
- What are you doing? - Leaving.
Taking off. I'm sick of it.
Sick of it all, understand? Jobs, working, the neighborhood...
Sick, sick... you couldn't understand.
You wouldn't understand.
Whistle again.
Mind you, if he values his life he'd be better not to come down.
We're not here to joke around, we've played enough games.
We're here to settle scores. Am I right?
It was our big chance. Big money. The good life.
But some dog ruined it all. And that dog is you.
- Now, that dog will pay. - I did nothing wrong!
We'll see.
When we planned the job with Marcel, you were there?
Answer!
The day you joined the gang, what oath did you swear?
Forgot already?
You swore never to talk about what happens here. True or not?
- True. But it's not the same! - The same how?
- Dan was the leader. - Only she took off!
When she left, she was out of the gang.
You talked, then the *** turned Lucky, who chickened out.
- How could I know? - You knew from the start, you were afraid!
Not true!
Listen.
We don't want to be unfair. Things must be just.
We'll give you one more chance.
Tell all. The whole truth... and...
Maybe we'll keep you.
- You want to go back to being with your parents? - You crazy?!
We must be noble.
So? Will you spill it?
It's true.
At first I was against the job.
Too risky. Then...
I didn't like Marcel.
- So, I told Dan. - Why Dan?
- Because she's my friend. - Friend...
- Friend you want to screw, but don't dare? - Not true!
- What did Dan say? - That you were seduced by Marcel, you'd all get caught.
- Is that all? - Yes.
Nothing about Lucky?
Yes. That she'd tell him what she thought.
Admit it was wrong to tell her.
It's true. I shouldn't have.
Because of my oath.
You heard that?
Piece of trash!
Now, I say you're out! Forever!
The neighborhood won't be much fun from now on.
- But I told the truth! - That's right, fool! They all heard.
And that's why you're out.
I should smash your face!
Then, no... you're not worth it.
But tell your friends they're in for it. Your Lucky and your ***.
We'll have their hides! Understand?
- And so? - We didn't find him.
We looked everywhere. They'll turn up eventually.
- Lucky left home. - What?
It's what the old man said.
The trash!
Tell me where Lucky is! You know! Only you could know...
...and I'll get it out of you! Or I'll kill you, you hear me?!
You'll tell me!
- You'll talk! - Don't go overboard. Let it go.
It's Lucky we need to get.
All alone?
- Don't be stupid, can't we talk? - Not if you have nothing to say.
- You must be flush with cash. - Yeah, right.
- The heist didn't work out? - No.
- Marcel screwed you? - No.
Why did you go see Marcel?
- You spoke about me? - Hardly.
- What did you tell him? - You're not meant for such jobs.
Why?
Well, answer!
Because your feet aren't on the ground.
Dan.
I got scared. I took off before they arrived.
I had all kinds of thoughts. I couldn't stay.
Crap. I tilted.
Are you done?
Maybe it's better this way.
- I feel a bit ashamed. - It'll pass.
If you hadn't talked to Marcel, maybe it would be different.
Only you I can tell: I got fired from the garage on purpose.
- Why tell only me? - Because.
I also left home. I have no place to sleep.
- What will you do? - I don't know.
Maybe Big Chief could help for a few days.
- Think he'll go along? - Doesn't hurt to ask.
- What am I, a homeless shelter? - Maybe so.
- If it's trouble, I'll go elsewhere. - That's not the problem.
Sometimes I wonder what I'm doing. Helping kids is fine, but it's no life.
Don't mind me. Some days I need to talk things through.
- So, let it out. - What would it help?
- I like you a lot. - I'm okay.
I'll leave you. I'm meeting a friend.
- Bed's in back. You'll be cosy. - Thanks Big.
Tomorrow you can sleep in. It doesn't bother me.
- Where would the bed be? - This way.
It's not so bad.
I have to go.
You were great.
- Until tomorrow. - Until tomorrow.
It's you?
All of a sudden, I don't feel like going home.
- You want to please me? - Yes.
Try on a dress.
Why?
Nothing. Just for fun.
Dan.
Yes?
I've been meaning to tell you...
I think I love you.
Funny, I couldn't find a way to make you understand.
With other girls, it's easy.
With you, it's not the same.
Dan?
Did you hear me?
I wanted to say the same thing.
What are you down here?
What happened?
The gang...
Why?
Because of the garage heist.
- They want Lucky's hide. - It's Marcel?
No, he's gone.
Growler is giving the orders.
Come on, we have to go up.
- They say I snitched when I told you. - Let them talk.
But this is serious. They want to kill Lucky.
- Don't worry, he's hidden. - Maybe it's as they say...
- I shouldn't have talked. - It's not important.
Dan.
I'm banished. Forever. You hear me?
Forever!
Maybe it's for the best.
- Danielle. - Yes, Mom?
Have you seen the time?
- And I say to stay! - Don't hassle me!
Everyone knows Growler is looking for me. I can't be chicken!
I'm saying to let it go.
Not before giving him the beating he deserves.
I thought you understood.
In the end, it's your own business.
Don't go, Lucky!
Leave me alone. I tired of being a wimp because of you.
You want to know? You're why I backed out of the hold-up.
- Now, that wacko's looking for me. - Do as you please!
What are girls good for?
- Keeping house. - Sometimes they help you think.
Maybe you're right.
I only want one thing.
To take off.
With her.
That might be arranged.
- Leave me alone. - Not until you tell us Lucky's hideout.
- I said I don't know. - We don't believe you.
We're patient, but only to a point, understand?
Patience is going to explode!
We'll badger you until you talk.
And it'll only get worse.
Babar!
A pack of Luckies.
- Hi. - Hi.
Where have you been hiding?
What's your problem? Are you crazy?
Thought you didn't smoke.
They're not for me, they're for my stepfather.
- Hi. - Hi.
Hello.
Here are your cigarettes.
Thank you.
I met Hangman at the shop. He followed me, but I lost him.
I don't care. We're leaving here.
Big Chief found me a job. In Tours, in a garage.
You realize? We're getting out!
- Only problem is your parents. - Don't worry.
Mother will be glad to not have me around the house.
- Are you sure? - Trust me.
It would be great. The two of us alone.
- Is Tours pretty? - I don't know.
There's countryside...
It isn't like here.
Babar is a snitch.
Mister!
- I have to see Dan! - Dan?
She must be at your buddy's. The surplus shop, what's his name?
Big... something...
They say she's in love with him.
Hey, guys! Check it out!
- Is Dan here? - Yes.
In the back.
Dan.
Babar! Don't be stupid!
What's going on? Because the kid surprised you?
Nothing. Pay no attention.
Don't be a fool. You're leaving tonight.
Leave me. It had to end this way.
What do you want?
Your hide.
You and me alone. Okay with you?
Agreed.
Babar!
Take that!
Come back, Babar!
Babar! Come back!
Babar!
Please don't do this!
- He'll kill him! - He asked for it, no?
Babar is dead!
- It's not possible! - How did it happen?
Take me away from here! I'm begging you!
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