Privileges (Privilèges)

MR. LOPEZ

Here we go.

Huh.

The guests in 307 are arriving at 6 tonight, and want their bath ready.

- Thank you. - Yes.

Yes. Right. We cancel the balcony, and move to the orchestra.

- Hello. - Hello.

Thank you, Isis.

Done. Second row in the orchestra, as you requested.

- Thank you, sir. - You're welcome.

Don't hesitate to come back for reservations.

- Thank you. - I got it for you.

Of course, I will call them.

Why does security want to speak to you?

If you've done anything, you need to tell me now.

Esther, what are you talking about? What did they say?

The colonel called me. It sounds serious.

You have no idea why?

Adèle, I'm ready to help, but you really need to tell me now.

Talk to me!

I didn't do anything.

Ms. Charki. Follow me.

- Can I ask why? - Please follow me.

- What's going on here? - Well, yes, that would be nice.

- Here. It's here. - Thank you.

What's going on?

Huh?

I don't know.

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Can you explain what I'm doing here?

Someone took unauthorized pictures on the seventh floor. Know anything?

No, no idea.

You were there when they were taken.

Was I? I don't know. When were they taken?

One of my guys analyzed the data.

We know when, where, and the model that was used.

You fit the profile.

Seriously, that's all you got?

We all have the same phone, and I work on the seventh floor.

Show me. Your phone.

- Your code? - 2034.

Your prison cell number?

Okay, are you done now?

You know, Mossad recently discovered that every time you take a picture,

the phone always leaves a trace.

You know, like bullets from guns.

See that sensor there? There are always little flaws.

Invisible to the naked eye,

but if I want to, if I compare the two pictures,

we'd know if they came from the same phone.

So, what, should I do it or not?

Do whatever you want. But I have nothing to do with this.

- We'll see. -

I'm disappointed.

Can you leave us, please?

Colonel, Mr. Fethani wants to question her,

but he wants to talk to you first.

Oh, I won't be much longer.

He's waiting for you.

All right, Ms. Charki, we help you out and this is how you thank us?

What's going on, Edouard? What's up?

What did you say, and what do they know?

I didn't say anything, and I deleted the pictures.

He wants me to believe he can find what phone took them.

Okay, so clearly he's panicked, all right?

It's not surprising he's suspecting you.

You're new to Reem's circle,

and I'm sorry, but your past doesn't help.

No, what's actually worrying me is you're the only one being questioned.

- Then what am I supposed to do? - You tell them that Amal Fethani,

the owner of this hotel, asked you to take pictures, okay?

What do you mean? Wait. You want me to betray Amal?

- What are you...? How can you...? - Stop. Concentrate.

What did I tell you when you got here?

Do as you're told. Obey.

The guest will protect you. Remember? So it has to come from the top.

It has to stay in the family. Don't mention me, okay?

That way I can defend my employee by saying that it's unfair.

She's paying for her boss's crazy requests.

How can you be sure she won't betray you and say you're in on it?

She'll never do that.

I'm not sure.

- Trust me on this. - Shall we go?

Okay.

Adèle, is that right?

Yes.

How long have you been with us, Adèle?

I've been here for three months.

I started as a bellman. Now I'm in guest services.

And you're already one of my daughter's favorites, hm?

You're a fast learner.

Did you take the passport pictures?

I asked you a question.

Yes.

May we know why?

And for who?

Ms. Amal Fethani asked me to find information about Mr. Pepo.

Wow.

Ridiculous. That's completely absurd.

Why would my daughter ask you to do that?

I don't know, sir. I didn't ask.

If she asks me something, I do it. It's my job. That's all.

No, Dad. That's completely wrong.

Can we be serious for a minute? Why would I do such a thing?

Oh, I don't know.

Turn Reem against me?

Break up our marriage, keep the hotel?

Let's not jump to hasty conclusions, shall we?

Najib, with all due respect, I'll draw conclusions if I like.

Can we cut to the chase here? Should I be worried about our deal?

- Of course not. - Sorry, what deal?

- What deal? - Amal, please.

Well, Ms. Charki, who else knows about this?

No one else.

Very well. Thank you.

And Reem, does she know about your deal?

It's my duty to look after you

and the interests of this family.

Thank you very much, Edouard, for your help.

I'm counting on you to keep this conversation confidential, all right?

Of course, Mr. Fethani.

I'll do everything I can to make sure she remains silent on this matter.

I don't get it. What are we doing here?

- We searched your locker. - My locker? Why?

- Standard procedure. - You can do that?

- I found this. - Thanks.

It's not mine. I've never seen this.

I swear it's not mine.

Call the general manager, please.

He already knows about it. Now the police will take over.

- No way. - We called, they're on their way.

I've never seen this. It's not mine.

- Oh, really? - Someone put it in my locker.

You'll tell that to the police.

I'm telling you, it's not mine!

Someone put it in my locker. That's the only way.

- Calm down. - Son of a bitch.

Wait! I just wanna say something.

It's okay. Yeah? Speak.

The general manager told me to take the pictures.

I swear. Sir, believe me!

- He asked you to take the pictures? - Yes.

I don't get it. Because at first, you did it, then you didn't do it.

It was Ms. Fethani, now it's Mr. Galzain.

You think I'm an idiot? You think you can play me? I'm a busy man.

- I'm telling you that I was asked... - Enough. Stop.

- I've wasted enough time. - But it wasn't me!

- Come. Let's go. - It wasn't me.

- Don't do this to me! - Come on.

Let go of me.

Damn it! Go catch her!

Thanks.

That way!

Close, bro! Hurry up!

Come on!

Oh, fuck!

The list got a bit longer since last time.

There are two new paintings.

It's a considerable expense.

I'm sorry. I have to take this.

- Yeah, sure. - Hello.

Yes. I'm sorry. What?

What do you mean she ran away?

How could she do that?

Mazel tov. For the wedding.

Okay.

Doors opening. Fifth floor.

- Can someone explain? - Sir, I take full responsibility...

Obviously it's your fault. Have you found her?

Not yet, but all my men are on it. They're covering every exit.

Colonel, this girl's dangerous.

Don't let her speak to anyone.

Hello. Security, ma'am.

Security.

It'll only take a moment. Excuse me.

Take your time. Don't worry, everything's fine.

Okay, thank you. All clear.

Hello, ma'am? Security.

Can you check the stairs, please?

Security.

Okay, so tell me what's going on.

We always have to stay behind you. What are you doing? Seriously?

Security protocol. Excuse me.

- This isn't Room 203? - Uh, no.

Then I'm sorry. I'll leave you to it. Carry on.

Come on, girls. Hurry up, we need to leave.

They'll be here in two minutes.

- Hi. - Reem's busy.

- You know me. Let me in! - What are you doing?

- Stop, you can't enter. - Reem!

- I'm sorry. Stop, ma'am, please. - What's going on?

Reem, we need to talk. I wouldn't have come if it wasn't important.

- Hey! Please, listen to me! -

Wait, what's going on here?

Your father, Mark, your sister, they're all lying to you.

Do you know that everyone's lying to you?

My father? Is he here?