Privileges (Privilèges)

Yeah, that looks good, spread them out.

Make sure they're all on.

Dude, then help me turn them on, let's go

just set all the flashing ones up front.

I am helping, relax, man.

Their stats company is a front for selling stolen goods.

Pepo's business partner was just arrested

in Los Angeles a few days ago.

These assholes are getting caught on all sides.

Now I get the bloodbath at The Méridien.

And the meeting with Tomasov?

Want to know what I think? Their honeymoon in Paris.

To me, it's a getaway.

Wait, wouldn't that mean he could get arrested while he's in Paris?

No, there's not that much risk of getting extradited out of France.

At least, not for people like him.

He's slippery. He came here to lie low and rebuild his life.

Shit, it's the cops, let's go.

Hey, stop right there, stop! I said stop!

- Shall we go? - Come on.

Think the Fethanis know about this?

I don't think so.

But be careful anyway.

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You see, there's one there, in Courbevoie.

Not too bad, pretty decent overall.

But it says the transmission's kaput.

We could maybe get some kind of discount because of it.

And besides, we'd be getting fryers with it, that's a plus.

- That thing's a total wreck. - No, it's not a wreck.

- Yeah, it is. - It's a work in progress

- actually, so... But whatevs. - Okay.

Are there any others?

Yeah, this other one here looks like an option.

Really? Show me.

Yeah, but this is way out in Mulhouse, so it's far away.

But it's in better condition for a start. Look here.

Oh, yeah. But remember our goal here.

We want it to have style, and this one just looks sketchy.

- You're so annoying. Here, then. - What?

You're being annoying. Complain, then go on.

I assume you've got a better one?

Well, no, I'm working, but we'd be able to get a lot nicer truck

- if we both keep looking. - Okay.

- Don't you want to eat the sushi? - No, I'm not hungry.

And I'm tired anyway, my head hurts now.

Okay.

- Should I head out? - Yeah, I need some rest.

You take off, and I'll get to bed.

You mad at me?

No, no, it's all right.

And I got to work early tomorrow.

- Kisses. - Kisses.

Can you close the door when you leave, please?

- Yeah, of course. - Thank you.

It's a bit like going fishing.

You adjust the type of hook to the type of fish.

When an Emir arrives with his wives and mistresses in tow

we fill the shop windows with emeralds.

All it takes is a little argument in the morning.

Then, if he spots them on the way to his room

there's a good chance he'll buy them as an apology.

- Isn't that a bit of a cliché? - No, it's just statistics

and proven by 20 years of experience.

- And so? Your opinion now? - It's incredible.

One important rule, never offer them the newest item.

It looks tacky. Or the most costly.

You can't give the impression that you're hunting

for the largest commission possible.

Do employees get paid commissions?

Those working as concierge staff get opportunities, yes.

My sister is unbearable, it's true

but above all else, she needs security.

When you're raised by a father like the one we both have

you look for love wherever you can find it.

If we want to stop her from getting married

then we need Reem to lose all of her trust in Mark.

If she feels betrayed.

Then she might call it all off.

But only if it's truly concrete.

If it's just me talking to her, she won't listen to me.

Let me send over an associate to snoop around.

- "Associate"? - A concierge owes me a favor.

Steve has information, we just need to find the proof.

You agree, yes? My role in this will remain secret.

Trust me, all right?

And why did you want to see me?

I want you to give me a ride to Le Bourget.

Doors opening.

You partying over in Sweden?

Of course not.

I have to go to Dortmund, I'm taking care of a few things.

But it can't be on my room charge, because the club can't know.

Or Cédric, I'm sure?

Yeah, my new agent has meetings I got to go to.

- Is he pissed off now? - Nothing's signed yet

so I'm not planning on spilling anything before.

Just drive to Le Bourget, take the Lambo out for a spin, why not?

Yeah, no, that's a headache.

But why's that? Is it in the shop or what?

No, it's just a headache, that's all.

Yeah, but why? The car goes 200 miles per hour

and you never take it out.

What's wrong?

I've got no license.

Come on, you going to get me a ride then?

Please, for you? Anything.

But I'm going to come along with you.

- Oh, yeah? - Yeah.

Yeah, I figured.

All right, and we're just touching down now.

Okay. Landed.

You all right? Was Seville beautiful?

Yes, Seville was very beautiful.

But the opera was shitty.

Doors opening.

- Where you going? - I got a job for 508.

Forget it. The owner needs you now.

Ms. Fethani?

Amal, Reem is my client.

Coming?

We can tuck it into the skirt. It won't show.

The corset looks okay?

- Have you taken it up? - Yes, I'll do it.

Can I have a pin, please?

No, I think that's too much now. Here.

It's fine, we can go.

Apparently, you're good at this.

I hope it's true.

- Sorry, what am I supposedly good at? - Seduction.

Anyways, it's not difficult with my sister.

She always desires the few things she doesn't have

- especially if they belong to me. - Sorry, but did you talk

- to the General Manager, or... - All right, we're on.

Reem has the patience of a four-year-old.

It's taking forever, what is she doing?

- Just wait a while. - Here she is.

I called down for my concierge.

- It's better to see it being worn. - It's beautiful.

Magnificent.

So stunning.

Go on, get up.

- Your opinion? Go on. - I think it's beautiful.

- It'll suit you. - Oh, yeah, I love it.

No? What do you think?

I'm not sure.

Yeah, I don't know.

- You think it's me, I mean? - I don't...

I guess I'm not sure, I...

Yeah, I don't know.

- Yeah. - I'm not sure it's my type of dress.

It doesn't fit my vibe at all.

- Yeah, no, not at all. It's not you. - You're right.

We made the dress just like you wanted, miss

it was designed per your exact instructions.

What's happening?

It's much better like this.

Right?

There you go.

- Oh, my God, that's much better. - That's gorgeous.

Making this dress by hand took 500 hours, miss.

If you would like us to make some adjustments, then we can...

Yeah, yeah. 500 hours.

And in less than one minute, someone else

made improvements to your work.

- Tell me your name. - Adèle.

I guess you have to have sex with the General Manager

to get the best employees, huh?

Mark's away on a business trip. Tonight, you'll go out with me.

Mr. Yemta?

You're listening? I told them not to do it

and they just... they just laughed. I...

I should just forget...

Oh, my God. I don't care tonight.

Hey, careful, out of the road.

You got to watch the road, Reem.

You all right?

You're officially cleared to be on the 7th floor. Congratulations.

Doesn't seem like much of a promotion.

It could be.

- If you want to take the chance. - What do you want?

I'd appreciate you mining a little info on Pepo.

Doesn't matter what.

It could be financial documents, lawyers' papers.

- Send me photos as proof of it. - And what if someone catches me?

Well, just don't be sloppy.

Okay, I'm on it.

Here. It's all here and weighed, don't worry.

Thank you.

Get any other sort of job, you can call me.

Of course.

I really do apologize, your room isn't quite ready yet.

What do you mean?

We need to find a solution. Find it quickly.

- What the hell are we going to do? - Got it.

- Mrs. Troadec, how are you? - Who are you?

After you. See, this is one of our best suites.

Double billing? Where'd that come from?

I improvised.

Her husband sends you his thanks.