Les Brigades du Tigre

Since their creation in 1907,

the mobile brigades have continued to achieve results in all areas of crime.

in all areas of crime.

Little by little, the gangs that ravaged the country were

eliminated thanks to the new methods employed.

One could hope under these conditions that the wave

of crime born with the century was coming to an end.

Yet, contrary to expectations, the opposite happens.

At the beginning of 1911, the situation suddenly worsens.

The Paris region, in just a few months,

has become the scene of a series of crimes such as one had

never seen before, to the point of thinking of

orchestrated and methodically carried out operations.

A new era seems to be beginning in crime.

Mr. Clémenceau, your officers have now become brains.

In disguise, they have left their bicycles and horses behind.

Meanwhile, some novels tell us

how to quietly pull a trick to pass the time.

I would like to see them...

in our place so as not to get twenty years.

Hey, look, a knife.

He is dead.

Another one. The series continues.

Come on, three francs.

Oh come on, don’t be stingy.

I gave it to you.

So?

Honestly, commissioner, I can’t say

that your visit makes me jump for joy.

Why? Is something wrong?

Right now there is a kind of fate that

clings to those who talk too much.

That is exactly what I came to talk to you about.

That is why I would have preferred you stayed home.

Ah, I understand.

That’s not fair, it’s always the same ones taking risks.

I don’t force you to take them? - You know you do.

Ah yes, the Lacaze case.

How do you expect me to forget that without

you I would be in Saint-Lazare for ten years?

Alright, I won’t insist.

Sorry to have disturbed you.

Here.

I may have lost you a client. - What is it?

Come. Sit down.

What is it? Do your feet hurt?

I eat all day.

It’s true that something is happening.

It’s your fault.

My fault? - Yes, you and your mobile brigades.

You hit them so hard, those from the underworld, that they decided to unite.

A kind of brotherhood.

They group together everything Paris has in criminals,

murderers, swindlers, forgers, pimps, in short everything.

And woe to anyone who goes against them.

Who are they?

No one knows.

A strange organization, believe me.

A few more months, and no crime will escape them.

That’s all I know.

I can’t tell you more, and that is already too much.

Thank you, Germaine.

You’re welcome.

Thank you.

Gentlemen.

The quorum is reached, we can open the meeting.

Well, there is first a problem I want to settle immediately.

Yes, one moment my dear, we have an agenda, let’s respect it.

Let’s respect it.

Please present the financial report.

Gross revenue per sector for the last fifteen days.

Bet 1, 25732 francs; Bet 2, 36472 francs; Bet 3, 17325 francs; Bet 4, 46631 francs;

Bet 5, the payment has neither been recorded nor paid into the common fund.

Bet 5, that is your sector, the African.

I disagree.

It is a series of robberies on jewelry stores that

I conceived long ago and carried out

all alone - well, with one of my own

teams; under those conditions I don’t see the problem.

The principle is the same for everyone. - But...

Good morning gentlemen.

Hello. - Laurence.

I work for you.

Thank you very much.

We are listening to you, the African. I do not dispute

the principle of unity against the police.

You say that, but the guys must still keep some initiative.

Initiatives must be discussed here, in the committee.

Nothing must be arranged outside.

You know, the African is right.

With respect and discipline, we are saved.

The times are no longer the same.

Today we must deal with another case.

I am talking about Commissioner Valentin.

Does anyone have an idea?

Yes, me.

Gentlemen, I have a proposal.

We are listening.

Always the same model, he must have a whole stock of them.

Say, you should find out where that is made.

Do you hear me?

What are you doing?

Leave me.

Who is it?

A guy crossing the courtyard.

He looks strange.

Forget it, forget it.

Here, look at this statement.

He doesn't touch it.

I told you so.

Weeds always last.

What is it?

You got quite knocked out, old man.

But it's nothing very serious, really.

A mild concussion, some bruises.

And for you it's nothing. Look at your office.

Please, doctor.

And you, is it serious? - Don't speak for a moment.

No, don't worry, it's nothing. - Sir, please.

No, just a superficial burn.

The table protected us.

We got real lucky, you know.

And the guy, did we get him?

Nope.

Too bad, I would've liked to say a few words.

But it's certainly not a victory.

Oh no.

But it's not a failure either.

I don't understand how he got away.

Yes, he at least has a serious warning that

may influence his future behavior.

I swear next time... - No, there won't be a next time.

Not for now.

You've gotten yourself wet enough already, Émile.

Leave this work to the mercenaries.

This chapter is closed for today.

Now remind me of the details of the Gautchine wedding.

The most fashionable wedding of the year.

Our friend Schulz was supposed to bring us this morning the work we entrusted to him.

No problem?

A piece of cake.

Within reach of any printer.

But precisely, we could not

entrust this work to just any printer.

And here is the model.

Ah... ah, perfect.

It looks good.

Thank you, Terrasseau.

Oh, yeah.

Bold criminals snatch 500,000 francs of

jewels by entering with fake passes.

At the wedding of Miss Pierpont Gautchine.

Are you coming from there? - Yes.

Your impressions?

Those who did it knew not only

the place, but also the social habits.

Something is moving in the scene. Your informant was right.

Unfortunately, she died from it.

And now everyone jumps.

What are you doing here? I gave you three days.

I read the newspaper. I thought you would need me. Thank you.

Yes, my God, it's true I need you.

Your brotherhood is becoming a real plague.

What do you intend to do?

Ordinary methods lead nowhere.

We should surprise them where they don't expect us.

What do you mean by that?

I'm thinking of Spadjéré.

Spadjéré is in prison, as far as I know.

Exactly. If such a man escaped, the brotherhood

would do everything to contact him.

He is perhaps the world's greatest safe specialist.

No need to get your hopes up. Never will the minister of

Interior nor the Justice Minister would accept such a scheme.

If we don't act now, tomorrow will be too late.

I know, but always that damn problem

of means... it's unsolvable, my friend.

Insoluble.

Insoluble.

Here, Louis, a silly thing for you.

Do you recognize it?

I've never seen that guy.

What did I tell you?

Oh, shut up.

I hope you're a bit more reasonable than your buddy.

What is this story?

Listen, Spadjéré, don't bother.

The messenger job, you did it together. A month before your arrest.

I know, I'm personally handling the investigation.

Commissioner, I swear, I don't know what you're talking about.

As you wish, Spadjéré.

The case is under investigation with my support.

You'll sort it out with the judge.

Take him to his cell.

Oh, I forgot, the interrogation is tomorrow.

They will be transferred in the morning to the courthouse.

The keys, quickly.

We're airborne.

Spadjéré, I'm here.

You, open the door for us.