Night Shift

Asomidin Tohirov?

I did it yesterday.

It's my third time.

Want me to go?

No, I will. You can sleep.

Yum... here.

- Hot? - No, it's not.

I said you could sleep.

I couldn't.

You okay, Leo?

Too hot?

Yes.

This way I see you.

We don't see much of Mommy these days.

We meet at my mom's or here?

It's tonight?

Virginie, you're a fucking pain.

Is your partner coming along?

No.

Do you have anyone to accompany you?

No.

Tonight, antibiotics

to prevent infection during the procedure.

Have a good day.

Thanks.

What's your problem?

You do things offhandedly.

- You're imprecise, careless. - And on the ground?

Am I a good cop?

Answer me. Am I good on the ground?

Yeah.

So? Why are you railing?

I'm not Oxford Unabridged!

I'm a cop. I'm not here to write a novel.

All good, Miss Norway?

What's wrong?

Virginie?

Are you free?

Yeah, why?

To get this woman's belongings. Violent husband.

He's not in. Can you come along?

It'll be fine, ma'am.

We're here.

- What the fuck? - Step back.

Step back.

Sonia, come on...

Sir, over there.

- I can't talk to her? - No.

Back up and stay put.

Bitch.

Little whore.

Go wash, dirty whore.

Feel better now?

You're cumming, right?

Your uniform gets you off.

Stop pretending you have balls.

I've had enough now.

Let go! Let go, I said!

Will you let go?

Bitch!

Miss Norway!

Aristide, stop calling me that.

What? Would you prefer Miss Senegal?

I have an important question.

Primordial.

What do we do for lunch?

Kebab or kebab?

Be happy. I'm leaving you the choice.

I can't. I have work.

Cheating on me?

Eating with another man?

Okay, then.

Backup requested by the riverbank.

36 Quai d'Austerlitz.

Do you copy?

Cool.

Time to kick some ass.

Sounds likely.

Good sex last night.

And a good fight today.

You gonna help?

Don't move!

Nice workout!

What happened? Rip your pantyhose?

I haven't slept in 18 months.

So?

That's women for you.

You want equality

then you play the mother card or the period card.

Seriously.

- Leave your ovaries at home. - Lay off!

Not today, not you.

Why "not me"?

- What did I do? - You did nothing.

So what is it?

I'm getting an abortion.

I couldn't leave my ovaries at home. Sorry.

It's not your fault. I forgot my pill, one fucking time.

Here we are.

You sure it's mine?

I'm sure all right.

I'll spare you the details. 100% sure.

- It won't work! - Why not?

You can't have more than one girl in a car.

I know.

It's the rule but rules change.

Two girls can't patrol without a man.

Am I not right?

It's the rule!

- How do you make a cop? - Tell us.

One man minimum.

Takes more than a woman alone.

- And two women? - Not even two women!

You're unbelievable!

Machos like you still exist?

It's the truth. One man minimum!

I need two officers to volunteer.

It's not our sector

and it means doing overtime.

The prison fire has Escort Crew scrambling.

Gregoire?

No, sorry.

Aristide?

No way.

I have a life, unlike others.

Erik? Up for it?

Okay, but they have some nerve.

I'll do it. I'll go along.

I had nothing to do with it.

No, it doesn't suit me.

I told you I wasn't sure.

An emergency is an emergency!

Hello?

- You okay? - Fine.

I need to search the car.

You never know.

See?

This can become a weapon.

Anything can.

What's Herve doing?

Where did you put them?

Not in there.

You're a pain, Martine.

You're a pain in the ass, you know.

Can't you stop busting my balls?

Freezing.

No, cold.

Don't come crying when you get cancer.

Don't count on me to take you for chemo.

Why are you always so nasty?

Why take it out on me?

If we'd had a kid, I'd take it out on him.

But it's all muscle, no balls.

I grab the guy and say:

"I'll whip your ass

next time you call me 'bro'..."

You upset?

His bro?

From what mother?

Can you take it down?

You're not happy?

No, I'm not!

You know why?

Your robbery report is full of mistakes.

Stop nitpicking. They're just typos.

Want me to write my reports in sonnet form?

Enough already.

What's your problem?

You do everything offhandedly.

You're imprecise, careless.

And on the ground?

Am I a good cop?

Answer me. On the ground?

Am I a good cop?

Yeah.

So why are you railing? I'm not Oxford Unabridged.

I'm a cop. I'm not here to write a novel.

Take her to her place. All her stuff is there.

All right, I'll deal with it.

Virginie...

Are you free?

Yeah, why?

To get this woman's belongings.

Violent husband.

He's not in. Can you come along?

Look.

Broken, as usual. Pain in the ass.

How can we work in a clunker like this?

Sometimes even the automatic locks don't work.

They want more arrests for their statistics

but the guys can open the doors and run.

It's wild.

- Step back. - What the fuck?

Step back.

Sonia, come on.

Sir, over there.

- I can't talk to her? - No.

Step back and stay put, you hear?

He's not a bastard, you know.

Excuse me?