Lost Bullet (Balle perdue)

It's here.

It's concrete, Lino.

You think you'll go through with a Clio?

What? No, no...

Whose fault is it if we're here?

There must be another way to get 10,000.

We go through this window, take everything we can and get out.

I'll find another way to get their money.

I need weight in the front.

Your car won't hold, Lino.

Seatbelt.

Shit.

Shit.

Fuck, it's stuck!

I can't.

Get lost.

Get lost!

Lino, move!

Come on! Fuck!

Fuck.

I've got it!

Come on, let's go!

Come on, throw it!

Behind! Moron!

Turn! Come here. Yeah!

I'm glad you're here.

Don't start.

Which one is it?

That one.

Let go of me!

Come on!

That guy...

You, get lost.

...went through four layers of concrete.

Look! Get out!

He did it with a Clio. He barely twisted his wrist.

I don't care.

You want to stop that trafficking, then leave him to me.

The judge agreed.

Come on!

You can't get a guy who's not in jail?

No.

I need a magician. And that's what he is.

Trust me.

Okay, you have one month. No more.

Bring me two chairs, please?

I lead a team of anti-go fast.

- I don't do go fast. - I know.

- Look. - That's not me.

I know.

Take it.

My cars are not up to the task.

Zero power.

Zero durability.

Zero chance.

What's your car?

A Renault 21, 2 L Turbo. Don't laugh!

It's the first interception car used by the force.

I know. My father had one.

What do you want? A good tow truck driver?

No, I'd rather a good mechanic.

With no plans for the next couple of years.

What does that mean?

I'm done watching my teams get crushed like hedgehogs.

I want to stop these fucking dealers.

I have the best pilots.

You'll give them the best cars.

Are you serious?

Don't get shot tonight.

I'm picking you up at 7. Sharp.

NATIONAL POLICE

Grey BMW, Adolph, Romeo, Sierra, 7-6-2, on the run.

We're chasing it, guys!

Interception 10-2. Eyes on the BMW.

Go fast confirmed.

Roger that.

I'm on it.

Forget about it, Areski. Julia is on it.

That's good.

Stop it.

Don't let him go. Get him, now.

No, no!

Block the traffic.

So who's the boss?

We were on it, damn it.

Heading to Paris?

Hey.

That's a beauty.

Show me.

Holy fuck.

Jeff! You called for the 300's spoiler?

Jeff!

- What? - The spoiler?

I've been waiting for months.

It will get there on the 21st.

Or we have to order...

Julia.

What are you doing?

Nothing, I was in the way.

That's right. So you go back under your car.

- Charas. - What?

Can I stay here tonight?

Again?

Okay, I'll call the prison.

But tomorrow morning, you go back to your cell.

- So? - We crushed them.

- How much? - Frontal, 85.

- Peak speed? - One hundred and fifty.

I can optimize the mass transfer.

You're a pain with your stuff. You'll get us killed.

Jeff, let's put it on the bridge.

We'll go celebrate. You join us?

No.

Relax, Julia will get there.

I'm not worried about Julia.

What's your deal? I just risked my life for you.

In six months, not one go fast beat us.

You know it's a lie.

For each go fast we get, how many pounds do we miss, 400, 600?

They sacrifice entire loads.

They feed us, and we eat.

I'm sure they have intel on us.

Who are you talking about? Who's "they"?

I'll know soon.

You overestimate the opponent.

You won that war, Charas.

And it's a little thanks to me.

If you change your mind, join us.

Can I talk to you?

No.

Jeff, you join us for a drink?

See you Monday, Lino.

You have to stop that!

Come on, get in.

All I say is that you have a vintage car and you won't let me take a look.

Nobody touches my 2 L Turbo.

- Look at it. - I'm a pro

when it comes to mechanics, all right?

Just one...

I said no. Never. So stop, now.

Then go faster.

If I'm not in my cell by 8,

- they'll be on my case. - Relax.

I make the rules.

Today, we'll stray a bit.

You like it?

Welcome to our future garage, Lino.

You should see your face.

Wait.

The best is that.

That's a joke?

Starting next week.

Moss validated that?

In person.

Don't mess with me, Charas.

Don't get excited. It's an early release but there's some conditions.

And you deserve it.

This is also thanks to you.

You should tell the others.

An inmate in the team, it didn't look good, is that it?

You've been working for nine months without even a thanks.

I believe in second chances.

You put too much trust in people, but don't change a thing.

Oh, here...

Speaking of trust... I found that in yesterday's go fast.

Can you tell me more about that?

- It's an injection diverter. - Yeah.

Your engine gets 300 percent power

but it only lasts 650 feet before it explodes.

Last time I saw that, it was on a Clio that ended up in a jewelry store.

It's exactly the same.

And?

You were not alone that night.

Don't ask me that, Charas.

He's my baby brother.

I'm not after him.

I'm sure he's working for the guys I want.

Quentin is not a brain, he just attracts shit.

How long before your Quentin ends up behind the wheels

of a car that finishes in Areski's radiator?

Give me your word.

You have it.

- You're sure he's here? - No.

- We're waiting for Areski. - He doesn't answer.

I give you two minutes.

Fuck, Areski. Answer your phone.

I'm with Lino. It could go wrong. Call me back.

Fuck that shit.

Surprise!

You're into maps?

Stop that shit, you need to move, bro.

First, you give me a hug...

Lino, give me your number. I'll call you.

Hey.

Looking for something?

I came to see my brother.

Your brother is busy. Come back another time.

You can't let him go for a couple of hours?

We'll get a drink. I'll bring him back.

You told him to come here?