[Watch Beeping]
[Classical Music Playing]
[Engine Starts]
[Engine Stops]
Go, go, go, go! Move it, move it!
[Alarm]
Move it! Let's go!
Move, move! In the car! Let's go.
Let's go!
There's 4 of you.
You can count. I'm impressed. Now drive.
Rule one... Never change the deal.
The deal was transportation...
for 3 men with a combined weight...
of 254 kilos.
Yeah? Well, this is a new deal.
An extra 80 kilos means we'll not make...
your destination on the gas I have allotted.
So we'll stop and get more gas!
Every stop we make exposes us.
Every exposure...
increases the risk of getting caught.
An extra 80 kilos means the Koni shock absorbers...
I installed for this job will not give us...
the ability to outmaneuver...
any police that might be chasing us.
Which means, if there is a chase...
we lose our advantage, which also increases...
the possibility of getting caught.
I don't want to get caught.
You don't want to get caught.
Just drive the car, man...
or you're gonna catch a bullet through the brains!
And who's going to drive?
Shoot this asshole! I'll drive.
Not without the ignition code you won't.
3 men. 254 kilos.
That was the deal.
Argh!
3 men, 254 kilos.
Seat belts.
Argh!
[Engine Starts]
Shit!
[Siren]
See what I mean about the shocks?
[Thugs Yelling]
Now it's time.
Cop: Move it, Marcel, move it!
Look out! Get out of the road!
One way, one way!
We're going the wrong way!
Stop it, Marcel, stop!
Move away!
Look out, look out!
Whoa!
Whoo-hoo!
[Shouting In French]
[Thugs Laughing]
[Speaking French]
Yes!
Go, go, go!
Merde.!
[Siren]
Oh... shit!
[Gurgles]
If you don't mind...
I just conditioned the leather back there.
Take us to the drop point!
Not yet.
Aah!
Hello.
The cops, the cops!
What are you doing? Don't stop now!
Thug 1: Do something! Come on, do something!
What are you thinking?
[Thugs Screaming]
Your gun, please.
[Horn Blows]
Police! Stop!
Stop! Police!
I'm fed up with this car chase!
[Shouting Indistinctly]
You gave me too much.
We need you to take us to Avignon.
The deal was this far and no further.
The deal is the deal. Rule number one.
Rules are meant to be broken.
Not mine.
Let's go. Get in the car.
Come on! Quick!
Move it!
[Voices On Television]
Man 1 On TV: Really I did.
Man On TV 2: Oh, yeah, well, how come...
you don't have your yellow card with you?
Well, I... I...
must've left it back in Nam on the base.
Yeah, they all say that.
"Left it back in Nam on the base." Uh-huh.
Let me show you what we do to people...
who left it back in Nam on the base.
Oh, no! Please let go of me!
Where are you taking me?
You gotta be punished for not carrying...
your shot record on you. It's a fate far worse than death.
[Voices Become Indistinct]
Newscaster: The Argentinian government reaffirmed...
its commitment to meeting...
the I.M. F's target this year.
And yesterday, in Nice...
4 men robbed the Alliance Investment Corporation.
One man died on the sidewalk.
The others were apprehended early this morning...
when they took a wrong turn on a one-way street...
in Avignon and ran into a taxi cab.
The police said...
were it not for their poor driving habits...
the 20 million euros in bearer bonds...
would have been cashed and gone by this afternoon.
And in other news...
[Chime Rings]
I always say the way a man treats his car...
is how he treats himself.
I'd say that's probably true, Inspector.
Heh heh heh! You have a good sense of humor...
for a foreigner, Monsieur Frank.
Like the French. Sly wit.
Just the right amount of flavor.
Been out driving?
Until they pass a law that says I can't.
You want to come in for a coffee?
Uh, thank you...
but I have a lot of stops to make.
88 to be exact.
That's a lot of stops.
A lot of 1999 black BMW 765s...
with 06 in the license plates to check out.
Oh, it's a very popular car...
with a certain type down here.
You've seen them.
They come over from Italy...
in those very expensive suits...
and the young pretty girls...
with the big jewelry and too much make-up.
Very... Mafia.
There was a robbery.
A getaway.
Some very fancy driving.
By someone in a 1999 black BMW 735?
With 06 on the plate.
[Both Chuckle]
You have been in the city lately?
Not for a while.
I love Nice. The food...
the way they grill fish.
No place else in France does it...
the way they do in Nice.
And the women...
I prefer the women there.
They are more... complicated...
than the local variety.
Don't you think?
I don't particularly like complicated.
You like to keep it simple.
Why are you so interested?
Oh, you know, uh...
ever since I'm a little boy...
military people have always intrigued me.
I'm ex-military.
I'm an ex-little boy.
Sure you don't have time for a coffee?
Everything is always...
so neat with you, Monsieur Frank.
Nothing ever out of place.
I'll take that as a compliment...
coming from a man who pays attention to every detail.
Maybe I'll come back later for that coffee.
Door's always open to you.
Hmph.
Unh. Ahh.
[Cell Phone Rings]
[Rings]
Man On Phone: Lupo gave me your number.
Be brief.
I'm looking for a transporter.
I'm listening.
#Are you ready? #
#Are you ready... #
One bag, that's it.
Dimensions.
Be specific.
One meter fifty by half meter.
Weight?
50 kilos, not more.
Destination?
24 Rue de Luxembourg.
You're delivering to Mister...
Rule 2... No names.
Time of pickup?
7:00 in the morning at the front door.
A package, one meter fifty by fifty...
50 kilos, 250 kilometers...
travelling within the speed limit...
one stop for refreshments...
40,000.
Half now, half on delivery.
Delivery will be at noon.
If no one's there, it is not my responsibility.
I'll leave the package. Once we make a deal...
the terms of that deal cannot be changed...
or renegotiated.
Another rule?
It's rule number one.
Do we have a deal?
You're very precise.
Transportation is a precise business.
[Trunk Opens]
[Package Thumps]
[Soft Music Playing On Radio]
[Tire Flapping]
Flat.
[Music Stops]
[Huffs]
[Muffled Sobs]
Hi.
Now, don't move. I'm not gonna hurt you.
I'm just gonna make a little hole...
so you can drink. That's all I'm gonna do.
Please... please! Please, come on.
[Screams]
Come on, drink.
Slowly.
OK, OK, that's enough.
Good girl.
[Muffled Screaming]
[Woman In Trunk Screaming And Kicking]
[Mumbling]
I'm going to take the tape off.
If you scream, I'll have to kill you.
- You understand? - Mm-hmm.
Aah! I have to pee!
You want me to do it in your car?
OK.
Mmph!
I'm gonna take my knife out...
so don't scream, OK? It's to cut you free.
You don't need your mouth to pee.
You have one minute.
55... 54...
53... 52...
You're breaking the rules, Frank.
Not good to break the rules.
15...
7...
2...
Time's up.
Don't make me drag you out.
Shit!
Aah!
No, please! Nnn!
Rule 3... Never look in the package.
Hope you enjoyed your pee...
because it's your last on this trip.
Aah!
See what comes of breaking the rules?
#Yeah, yeah #
# My music, my life, my heart, my soul... #
Woman: Jerk!
# My wife, my daughter, my love, my dream #
# My mother, my father, my brother, my team #
# My camp, my squad, my house, my car #
# My boat, my shoes, my pants, my shirt #
# My coke, my sugar, my cream, my butter #
# My toast, my all my queen, my folks #
# My baby walk like 6 strings tall #
#Talk like she's my everything #
You're late.
Ran into a little problem.
Nothing serious?
Nothing serious.
[Woman In Bag Screams]
You open the package?
Rule 3... Never open the package.
Ha! I like that.
Rules.
You can't get anything done in the world without rules.
You're a foreigner, right?
This is a nice little thing...
you've got going for yourself here.
High class, good reputation.
I didn't get your name.
Rule 2... No names.
Of course.
You don't count it?
Why? Should I?
No, no.
That concludes the deal.
You know, I was wondering...
if you wouldn't mind...
transporting something for me.
That's what you do, right?
You deliver, no questions asked.
Why not?
Mmm!
Weight?
Oh, maybe a kilo.
Destination?
Grenoble, 306 Rue du Lac...
a Mister...
Oh, right. I forgot.
Rule 2.
Heh heh heh!
I like him.
[Doorbell Rings]
[Sniffles]
Thug: What the fuck?!
[Excited Yelling]
Come on!
Oh!
Aah!
[Coughs]
Where is he?
Aah!
Uhh!
[Engine Starting]
[Screeching]
[Music Stops]
[Mumbles]
[Mumbling]
Mm!
You're like dog shit! You're everywhere.
Yeah.
I know, you wanna pee.
All you wanna do is pee.
[Moans]
[Muffled Screaming]
Shit.
[Muffled Screaming]
[Tires Screeching]
# I got love #
# I got love for #
# My homies who be rollin' wit me #
# Play no game #
# Play no games #
Frank, you stupid shit.
# I got love #
# For my niggaz on my family tree #
# I got love #
# Love for the ghetto, down for whatever #
# If you was down before #
#You gon' still gon' be down wit me #
# I got game 'cause the game was given to me #
[Muffled Screaming]
[Sighs]
I ask the questions. You answer the questions.
No long speeches. Just keep it simple.
Got it?
Who are you?
My name is Lai. I come from Chi...
Uhh!
I ask the questions. You answer the questions.
Nothing more. Nothing less.
You want to try again?
What kind of shit am I in?
Deep shit. Very deep shit.
Those guys... Sorry! Sorry!
I won't say any... Mm!
Bon appétit.
Where are you going?
To bed.
I can't think straight when I'm tired.
After a good night's sleep...
I always see things better.
Can I leave?
Be my guest.
Aah!
[Coughs]
[Door Closes]
[Monitor Beeping]
Hey...
are you comfortable?
- Boss... - Shh.
Save your strength.
Just tell me, who did this?
The transporter.
The transporter's dead.
He's not.
Believe me.
I believe you.
And the police? They were here?
No.
You told them nothing, right?
Right.
Of course...
you couldn't talk.
Yeah.
Let's keep it that way.
[Muffled Yelling]
[Monitor Beeping Rapidly]
[Alarm Beeping]
[Monitor Beeping Slowly]
[Humming]
I picked them from the garden outside.
I hope you don't mind.
I didn't know if you like coffee...
or tea, so I made both.
[Timer Rings]
I hope you like, uh...
"ma-de-leine."
Try one.
Careful.
It's hot.
Good?
Let me.
I like it quiet in the morning.
Yes. Quiet in the morning.
Me, too. Me, too.
I'm the same way. I like very quiet.
Sorry.
Are you looking for milk?
There's milk at the door.
Stay, stay. I'll go.
Hi.
And you are?
The new cook.
Is Monsieur Frank in?
Ah! Monsieur Frank.
Is your invitation for coffee still open?
Sure, come on. Please, sit.
Madeleine?
Homemade?
Lai: Yes.
I'll bring some more.
Ah.
My mother used to make...
fresh madeleines every morning.
I smell them and my whole childhood...
comes back in one big flood...
like Proust.
You ever read Proust, Monsieur Frank?
No.
Ah. He's fantastic.
Memory like a steel trap.
He would have been a great cop.
A real detail man.
- Milk? - Please. Mmm.
Thank you. Ahh.
Tarconi: I used to have a memory like Proust.
Like a filing cabinet up there.
I would see something and remember it like that.
Like, uh, license plates.
I could see a plate and it was printed in my head.
Now I need all the help I can get...
remembering whose plate...
goes with whose car.
Like, uh, this one.
It's mine.
Ah, memories.
Frank: So?
Where's the rest of the car?
I was hoping you could tell me.
- It was stolen. - Stolen?
Yeah, I went down to Frejus to pick up a few things.
When I came out of the market, it was...
Gone. Did you report it?
It's the first on my list of things to do today.
It's a long walk from Frejus.
How did you get home?
Well...
I brought him.
I saw him walking along the dark road.
Mm, a risky thing.
Picking up a stranger on a dark road.
He had a kind face.
I didn't see a car outside.
It's in the garage.
May I see it?
Mm-hmm.
[Birds Chirping]
[Whistles] Wow.
Pretty nice car for a cook.
Some people have a problem with the Germans.
They're too aggressive.
They take up the best beaches in summer.
They can't cook worth a damn.
I say anyone who makes such great cars...
can't be all bad.
I would say your intuition worked out very well...
for Monsieur Frank, mademoiselle.
Worked out for both of us.
Bon.
My intuition says this is probably a good time...
for me to go file my report.
Where's the rest of my car?
Oh, yes.
I almost forgot.
It was blown to pieces at a rest stop.
What's left of it is down at the lab.
They're trying to separate what was left...
of the 2 cops in the trunk...
from the rest of it.
But, uh, you wouldn't know anything about that?
No.
Sorry to interrupt.
Thank you for the coffee and the memories.
Come back any time.
Would you mind walking me?
Come on.
You have always been very quiet...
about your business, Monsieur Frank.
I appreciate that. Less work for Mother.
But this business at the rest stop.
That is not very quiet.
I don't suppose you would like to tell me...
something besides a stolen car story?
If I had one I would.
Well, may I suggest that when the 2 of you...
show up in my office after lunch...
you do have one.
A better one than you currently have.
You are the one he wants to see...
not me!
Quiet!
Please, I have to think.
You were supposed to think last night.
Yeah, well, last night I had nightmares...
about a girl who came into my nice, quiet life...
screwed it all up.
Everything she touched broke...
and every move she made turned into a catastrophe.
OK. Sorry.
I'm still wondering if I want to know everything...
or nothing about you.
What?
The quiet.
I thought you liked quiet.
[Bee Buzzes]
Yeah, not this quiet.
Aah!
[Coughing]
You OK?
No!
Good. Let's go.
Uhh!