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Department stores are new for us and this is a special line.
It's the first two-part sock that's stylish and warm.
The inside's thicker.
It's new and patented.
So it needs to stand out, see?
We had a deal, you know:
a ten-day promo on an aisle end.
Someone here promised that.
Yes, but we...
I don't care. Just put the shirts away.
How will I hit my target without an aisle end display?
OK. I'll get rid of it all.
Thanks.
Did you really get a deal for an aisle end display?
You've got a mark there.
Sorry!
Hey, hang on! What the...?
What's your problem?
Oh, it's you, Souleyman.
-Is there a problem? -Have you seen a girl?
Black, average build, around 30?
Cute?
OK, I'll help you look.
It's OK, they've gone.
I didn't steal it! I swear I didn't.
Look, I'm not lying.
I believe you.
I know it's because you're cute.
They're chasing you because you're cute. That's how it is.
Excuse me.
Marc Bajau.
Mr Pérez, I'll call you right back.
That was work.
Can I ask you your name?
Marie.
It's not often I get locked in a toilet.
Not so soon, anyway.
-Sorry, I... -No.
Don't worry about it.
You might think I'm crazy, but I don't believe in chance;
everything happens for a reason.
I leave tomorrow, but tonight I'm at the Powers Hotel,
in rue François Premier.
Room 25.
So if I can help in any way...
Oh, and by the way,
on your left as you go out there's a door to the car park.
The gate will be open now.
Mr Pérez? It's Marc Bajau.
I'm sorry, I was with a customer.
At the stand?
I see you. I'm on my way.
Surprised?
I came from Lille this morning.
A trip to the battleground.
Have you got a minute?
The manager's provided us with an office,
I'd like to go over some things with you.
If I want us to stay competitive,
I'm obliged to cut costs.
Some of your colleagues have already gone.
What are you trying to say?
That I'm halving your sales profits
and capping your expenses forthwith.
Are you joking?
The competition would snap me up.
Don't be so sure.
I might be tempted to give them certain information about you.
I've checked, Bajau.
Every time you go anywhere,
your expenses are huge.
Right...
Sit down!
You can't have it both ways: either you accept my terms
and I'll turn a blind eye to...
Or you refuse.
And I'll fire you.
I knew we'd come to an agreement.
I guess you've made arrangements for tonight,
so that's OK.
But from tomorrow, you'll change your expensive habits.
Start with that shirt.
It looks untidy.
Have a good trip!
‎The main haulage unions ‎are threatening
‎to block motorways and refineries.
‎The situation recalls that of 1995,
‎when the country was paralyzed ‎for weeks...
Sorry, I...
It's a bad time.
Not at all!
I didn't thank you before. I'm not used to people being nice.
And since you said...
Come in.
I won't be a minute.
Marie?
Perfect.
"The other one is in my room, number 12."
Absolutely perfect.
Hello.
Shit!
Marie?
Are you there, Marie?
Is this yours?
Shall we go?
Where to?
"5, rue du Puits, Gassin."
What the hell's going on?
What's your name?
Lucas.
OK, Lucas. I'm Mark.
Is Marie your mum?
Yes.
Where is she?
Gone.
She said a well-dressed man would come for his shoe
and take me to Daddy Clément at the seaside.
-Is that your address? -Yes.
She left very early and paid in cash.
Nadine booked her in. I didn't see any kid...
Are you blaming me?
No, not at all.
Here's your receipt.
What's wrong?
You want me to add a bit?
No thanks. I'm not taking it, actually.
What'll you do with the kid?
His address is on his bag:
in the suburbs.
I'll just take him home.
He seems harmless enough.
You really don't know the girl?
Have you seen him? I'm a bit more pale-faced!
Yes, he's mixed-race. If his mother is black,
his father must be...
Am I the only white guy in the world?
No, he's not mine. I'm not crazy, OK?
What have you done?
Here, put your arm underneath.
Go on.
That's it.
‎Enter your destination.
What's a pale-face?
A pale-face?
Someone who needs a holiday.
‎You have arrived.
Hurry up.
Come on! Let's go!
Is this where you live?
Can you show me where you live?
Is this it?
Marie?
DEPORTATION ORDER
Oh shit.
What are you doing?
Don't touch that!
Where's your mum?
What's up with you?
What are you doing?
I'm clearing up, aren't I?
And anyway, who are you?
What do you want? Are you a cop?
I'm a friend. I'm looking for his mum.
Let me know if you find her.
She owes me two months' rent.
I warned her,
I'm clearing up and re-letting.
Where did she go?
I don't care. I just don't want trouble, OK?
-Police! -Open up!
Open this door.
This one.
Open up! Police!
Open these doors.
This one too.
Nothing here.
Mr Pérez, perfect timing!
No, I'm just setting off...
Gauthier? I know him.
Why? Have you fired him?
His wife had a baby, not him!
It's on my way, but his sector is...
OK, I'll sort something out.
Yes, I understand.
Right. OK. Goodbye, Mr Pérez.
Right,
you can come.
But you have to be good,
do as I say without arguing,
and no tantrums, OK?
Where you do think my mummy is?
I don't know.
She must have gone on a trip.
Yes, she's gone on a trip.
Is that a TV?
No, it's a satnav.
What games can you play on it?
It's not a game. It's for seeing where we're going.
No, don't touch it!
It's hot. It's very hot.
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