The first 200 lines.
All you girls out there
I can assure you, they're truly the best.
- Reservations, hello? - Yes.
We girls give you our hearts
And you return them all busted
But don't take advantage of us
You've got him, and him.
Because if you make us do wrong
We may never be good again 'Cause listen
Don't make the good girls go bad, no
I fold.
Can I see your cards?
Show me.
You think you're pleasing me by letting me win
- but you're humiliating me. - No.
No, sir, I'm just at your service.
I want to meet a guest who's staying here.
He usually travels under an alias.
You're asking me to betray the anonymity of a guest?
Peter Jenssen.
And in the world, he's ranked tenth.
As you can see, I'm taking all the risks.
I'd like to invite him to a tournament
I'm organizing in Marrakech.
You're familiar with the Fish and Shark?
One table, several players, the same question.
How can you tell who is a shark and who is really a fish?
The most aggressive aren't necessarily
the most dangerous.
- Whatever, I don't know. - Nor are the calmest the smartest.
Each player is at a different level.
Different resources and different objectives.
Who can guess before the end of the game
who will be the victims?
Peter Jenssen, a Belgian guy, is coming.
- Tell me when he's here, yeah? - Okay.
Serious, that bitch is taking too much space
and it's pissing me off.
Charki visiting room.
Are you kidding me?
You realize you had one mission, you can't even do that right?
Hey, you okay? What's up? Why are you sweating like that?
Just playing soccer.
- Here, here, take it. - Are you crazy or what?
- Stop it, that's too much. - No, seriously.
Don't worry, the guests are tipping me like crazy.
I just want you to enjoy it, okay?
No, it's too much, you already paid Mika back.
Don't do this, seriously, I mean it, I even saved up for the food truck.
We don't touch the food truck money, we said it was our project.
- I know, but it's too much... - Promise.
It's okay, really.
Is that the paperwork I asked you for?
Yeah.
So, I managed to get you a phone bill.
- Okay. - Look, it has my name
the whole thing, with the address.
I emailed it this morning to your counselor.
She received it, so it should be fine.
- But this isn't enough. - Why?
I told you I need a lease in your name
and a letter that proves you'll house me.
Well, it's just that Mika's name's on the lease, not mine.
He's subletting it to me.
Just ask him to put your name on the lease.
- Then you'll write me a letter. - Okay, I'll do it. Yeah.
All right, can I count on you?
- Yes, I said yes. - Yeah?
- Okay. - Yeah?
Pretty.
Girl, you really stink.
You smell like a giraffe.
- You're serious now? - I swear.
Sure, whatever.
Yeah, I swear, you're so stinky.
Okay, you come here and insult me like that?
You're right, I'm kidding. Go take a shower, go scrub.
- All right, leave. - Okay, shut up.
- Okay. - Bye, Adรจle. Okay.
Please, the door.
He fucking ruined my throat.
There she is.
Hey, come here, you bitch.
- Shut up! - What the... Let go of me!
- What the hell? - So, you work in Paris?
Answer!
It's not nice to forget your colleagues.
The guards like you.
- We also want to enjoy. - What do you want?
Hey, calm down, calm down!
I need you for an errand.
You know that I can't leave my work though.
That's not my problem. I don't give a fuck.
- Relax. - No disciplinary incidents
can happen. The judges don't like that.
It looks bad.
I'll send someone to your hotel.
Okay? You better not disappoint me.
AN HBO ORIGINAL SERIES
PRIVILEGES
I tried defending you but that bastard Pepo approved it
behind my back. He changed the access
to the seventh floor for all employees.
I'm sorry. It may be a blessing in disguise.
From now on, I'll have dinner with my wife.
- You should try. - What? Dining with your wife?
Trust me, pack your bags while you still can.
You've lost control, Edouard.
This guy's a pain in the ass.
And he won't stop there.
Me neither.
Keep digging into his past.
I'm going to miss you, my friend.
Just out of curiosity.
What does the guy who replaced me look like?
You asked for me, colonel?
Mr. Galzain, thanks for coming.
It's my hotel. Of course.
We received a report.
An employee said she saw a wild animal in the building.
A boa snake. Does that ring a bell?
No.
Do you have it on video?
Not yet, we're checking.
Well, keep me informed.
But I imagine you're not scared by the incident.
I've heard you fought in the war in Mali.
- You'll be able to deal with a snake. - Of course.
I'll call the fire department and close the hotel
- as per the regulations. - Yeah, right of course.
In Honey B's luggage, do you remember a cage?
That was ten days ago, I'm not sure.
I'm asking you to be sure, it's your job.
Go ask your crew.
- I'm sorry. - Oh, perfect timing.
- You'll go find the boa. - The boa?
- Yes, hurry, go. - All right.
Yeah, hello?
Are you at the parking lot?
What measures are in place to protect us?
Protect us from what?
No one else has seen this snake. We're not even sure it exists.
But Candice saw it, and I believe her.
This is ridiculous.
Candice, are you sure it was alive? Wasn't it just a decoration?
I swear I saw it, it was just sliding down the heater.
It was horrible. I thought I was going to faint.
- I don't know. - Okay, let's see.
Nothing from management? No problem. We'll handle this ourselves.
So from now on, we're doubling the workforce.
Two of us work, and two watch out.
No, no, wait, that will completely slow down our schedule.
If one of us dies, what do we do?
We run around nonstop. We're understaffed.
We manage with only one vacuum cleaner, for four!
- We have arthritis at 30. - Stop, that's enough!
None of us will go to the sixth floor. Do we all agree?
- Mrs. Montero. - If we can't find the boa
- none of us goes up there. - Mrs. Montero, we'll find a solution.
We're just having an issue right now.
I want to get to my room.
Listen, we have all the staff fixing the problem.
They're cleaning as we speak.
I've been waiting for 30 minutes.
Nothing is working. They're stubborn.
The rumor is spreading in all the departments.
- The employee who saw the boa... - Candice MBaye.
Yes, I want to talk to her, send her to my office. Alone.
Hello, sir.
Even if Mr. Pepo is willing to sell you this painting for a steal
- you're taking all the risks. - But why?
Well, you're legally responsible for the accounts of the company
and this purchase could be considered a misuse of company assets.
Bloody hell...
- I mean... - Wait, I don't get it.
- If it's the owner's decision... - But there's a conflict of interest.
Because the painting belongs to Ms. Fethani's fiancรฉ.
And he hasn't provided a certificate of authenticity.
And it'd be wise to go through an art gallery.
This would keep you safe and you can make this purchase
without risking accusations of money laundering.
Wait, you were telling me that the painting will be here soon.
- Yes. - So?
- So, we can... - Yes, come in.
Right, listen, try to buy some time.
I've called a board meeting.
You wanted to see Mrs. MBaye?
Yes. Candice, come in.
- Hello, Candice. - Thank you.
Come in, come in.
Emma, could you offer her something to drink?
- No, thank you, I'm fine. - Are you sure?
How's everything?
- It's fine. - Really?
You don't sound convinced.
- Yes, I'm fine. Thank you. - Good.
How long have you been working here?
- Four years? Is that right? - Yeah.
- Yes, four years. - Four years.
You're still in Noisy-le-Sec?
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