Privileges (Privilèges)

- Yeah, these look great. - This one.

This one is better in my opinion. Better.

- And what about this one? - Okay.

We confirmed that the owner's sister, Ms. Reem Fethani, has just landed.

She'll arrive here shortly with her fiancé, Mark Pepo.

You can't improvise this.

Check that everything is ready on the seventh floor.

The flowers, the buffet, the gifts.

I'll give you my instructions in just a second.

We need to brief all of the staff.

- I don't want any problems. - Thank you.

Let me know as soon as they walk in, okay?

You'll be stationed over at the curb there.

- Let's go. - Of course.

I need time to think.

- Thank you, Yushi. Excellent work. - Thank you.

- If you wanna follow me. - Great to see you.

Don't worry. We'll send it to your office.

Downstairs, please. The taxi's waiting.

You all right?

I'm just checking everything's been prepared for your sister's arrival.

Well, she always does her very best to annoy me.

You think her plan could still get hijacked?

I don't know what possessed Reem to choose to get married in Paris

at my hotel.

And speaking of that, the team's been instructed

to add this champagne to our selection.

Is it something you had picked for your sister's wedding?

I don't care who did.

Come on.

Charki? It's time.

Shit.

Fucking A, Deborah. Seriously?

Hey! Hey, sir?

Sir! Wait!

TODAY'S ARRIVALS

Doors closing. Please mind the gap.

MEN'S CHANGING ROOMS

Right. Everyone get into position. Come on. Go!

And you too.

I need everyone up there now.

Get going. Hurry.

You're completely wrong, darling.

Welcome, my dear.

Sister.

Hang on. Hey, what's that?

This? Figured you'd be pissed.

Ms. Fethani, it's always a pleasure to have you here.

Yeah, let's do that.

Hello. How are you?

Yeah.

It's nice.

No, I just got here.

Thanks.

Okay, I'm going. Bye.

Amal, how are you?

- Good. - Hello.

- Welcome. - This way.

AN HBO ORIGINAL SERIES

PRIVILEGES

That's it, I saw Mark Pepo.

He's a pissy, arrogant shit, so pretty much how I imagined.

How's your investigation going?

For now, I've got nothing.

I've checked all the establishments in the group.

He's missing completely.

It's as if your guy somehow erases all traces of his movement.

Yeah, but he's still a man, not some ghost.

There has to be a client file on him somewhere

or a concierge he forgot to tip out.

Don't bother going with security. Go to the butlers.

And if you find any with ambition, you can negotiate.

This info is important.

You have carte blanche.

I'll be watching on my end.

Oh, yeah. Our little Adèle is starting today, huh?

The Citadel. How may I assist you?

So when do you want...

Would you like me to confirm a...

Yes, sir. Of course.

Goddamn it.

- Sorry. - Don't worry.

Nobody has mentioned you being late.

- Yes? - Get a pass. You'd like that?

I made a payment of 300 euros for 204.

Thirty euros, and 200...

- Thank you. Hello, ma'am. - Wait. Give me a second.

Sorry. Can we have a VIP pass for the Jacquemart-André Museum

- for tonight for two people? - Excuse me.

Am I allowed to make a call on the phone?

To your boyfriend or something?

No. It's my friend.

- She didn't pick me up this morning. - Here's 237.

- I'm on it. - Sorry.

Thanks.

I go race my fucking bike

like I'm Max Verstappen, and now the brake pads are shot.

She gets a couple hundred bucks, all thanks to me

- but me, I'm just shit out of luck. - How'd you feel about bouncing

during the boa heist?

Come on, you're still on that?

- Just let it go, my friend. - Shut your face.

508. Deliver this, then return to the desk.

You're about to make a tip. So why not calm down?

No tips for you. You're in training, not a full employee.

- Okay? - Okay.

You got time?

Yeah.

- Go now and run over to Roissy. - Roissy?

Are you serious? I just got back from...

- Such a pain in the ass. - Thank you.

Service.

Service?

Deborah? It's me. What the hell happened?

I was freaking out. You mad about last night or something?

Who is this?

No. Who is this?

- Where's Deborah at? - She's at the ER in Bobigny.

Why? Wait, what happened? Put Deb on.

She can't talk. She was in an accident

but she's fine.

Don't worry. I'll bring her home.

I just wish I could say my car was fine. It's wrecked.

We can't work anymore. We got laid off for now.

The repairs will cost you an arm and a leg.

What the fuck's your point, man? Who is this and what do you want?

If you're her friend, you need to get her out of this

or it's gonna end badly. Makes sense?

Making threats now? That's what this is?

Because I'll fuck you and your whole family! You got it?

- Oh, yeah? - Listen, asshole if you so much

as breathe on her, I'll find you.

Hello?

Of course. Wishing you a wonderful day.

It's our pleasure. Bye, sir.

Sir, I'm sorry for the interruption. It was sent up to you.

You're not one to mess around with, huh?

You can chill. It's okay. Just relax.

Your colleagues act like robots.

It's nice to see someone normal for a change.

I do apologize for my intrusion here, sir.

- Have a nice day. - Hang on. Wait. Two minutes?

I got a PlayStation.

Wanna play some games?

- It's boring around here. - I'm not allowed.

Even if I ask you to stay?

- And he shoots. - Adèle, where are you?

Without too much trouble for the keeper.

Where are you? Answer me, Adèle.

- That walkie-talkie's annoying, huh? - Yeah, I'll turn it off.

Okay, come on. Concentrate. You're getting crushed.

Make an effort, Adèle.

And he's forced to retrieve the ball. Yes. The ball has been recovered...

What do you do for a living out there?

- Issa. - Issa.

There's the pass.

I joined a soccer team. I'm with PSG now.

Next season, I'll be a character you can play here.

Jimmy.

Okay, all right. Are you gonna be staying a while?

Well, for now, it's home base.

Club sent me here for now because as living in Bois-Colombes.

- And I got robbed. - What are you doing?

- Hey, wanna join in? - There's no time.

We got a meeting with the club. Hurry up, man.

- Who's she? - That's Adèle. She works here.

Hey, if you wanna be taken seriously

- you can't run late to things. - Ah, it's fine, I forgot.

- Didn't notice the time, that's all. - What do you mean you forgot?

Hang out with the waitress later. What's wrong with you?

You're giving me a headache, I swear.

- What are you waiting for? - Well, a tip is normally customary.

Oh, yeah. Sorry.

Wait, are you serious? You're really gonna pay

someone for playing video games?

Well, yeah.

- Adèle? - Yes. Heading down there right now.

You're crazy. You can't turn off the walkie-talkies.

Esther's hunting around for you. Meet me downstairs.

Yeah, I'll be there in just a second.

Hey, man, I'm not lying. Nobody gave me anything at all.

- Seriously? - They're jerks. It sucks.

Just let me get by, it's not the time.

- Hey, the manager's waiting for you. - Wait, why?

I don't know, but he wants to meet with you.

But, like, immediately, man.

Mark Pepo. Know who he is?

The American with the owners' daughter.

They came this morning. Shit.

The hotel's covered in posters of his face, Adèle.

- Yeah, I'm aware. I know who he is. - All right.

Then get me all his info.

He makes so much as a call to the front desk, I wanna know.

Everything that goes in or out of his suite, you track it.

Any of his trips. What kind of floss he likes.

If he's cheating with someone, whatever it is

- you'll find it for me. - Is there anything in particular?

Did you hear what I just said now?

So I'm spying.

You need to stay alert.