My child.
My baby.
Finally inside me.
No one will take him from me.
No one can hurt him now.
No one.
Matthieu.
The baby's doing just fine.
So, Sarah...
have you picked a name for the baby yet?
All right. We'll see you back here tomorrow morning at 7.
If your condition hasn't changed overnight, we can induce the labor.
Don't worry, Sarah, everything will be just fine.
Do you have someone that can bring you here in the morning?
Normally, we have ambulance service, but since it's Christmas, everyone went home, maybe...
Yes, I have somebody that can bring me back here.
Good.
Thank you, Doctor. I'll see you in the morning.
Alright.
Have a nice evening, and I'll see you tomorrow.
It won't be long now, huh?
Hmm?
Well, I had four kids.
It's your first one, I bet.
Usually the first is the most difficult.
Let me tell you, with my first one, I was in labor for more then 13 hours...
Oh, it was hell, I mean it was awful. I was in such terrible pain.
And after all I went through, it was dead... Stillborn!
You know very well, you can't smoke here.
Everyone here is a pain in the butt.
Screw them.
I'm glad you're not working today, with all the disturbance going on right now.
It's not a big deal, it's just a couple of burning cars.
I feel better with you being at home, then you out there taking pictures of the riot.
So, Jean-Pierre seems very nice Have you and him ever...
He's my boss.
That's too bad.
I was hoping to be introduced one of these days, you know?
Well, so...
what would you like to do?
Christmas dinner at your place or mine?
I don't feel like it, Louise.
Not today.
That's fine, we don't have to do it.
Look Louise, I like to be alone.
Why don't you just go home, please?
Hello?
Yeah?
What?
I don't care if he wants damn headlines.
Just tell him, I don't give a shit!
Exactly...
so, you figure out something. Have him do this, put...
"Chaos, Destruction of Property, Turmoil" on the FrontPage, OK?
That'll be the headline, end of story. Thank you.
Right. No, nothing.
Alright, See you later. Merry Christmas.
That son of a bitch...
he's pissing me off.
Half the suburbs are burning, and no one is there to cover it.
So... sweetheart, how have you been?
Mmm.
It's been rough without you out there.
It's just a bunch of bored kids, letting off steam.
Right...
Meanwhile, cars are burning, the cops are on edge, and my...
reporters with their heads or up their asses. So much for a Merry Christmas, huh?
Can you be at my place at 6am?
- Really? - Mmm.
I guess that means I better cut my Christmas Eve short
so I don't keep the young lady waiting.
What about you?
Will you be with your mom tonight?
I couldn't care less about Christmas.
I'd rather be alone tonight.
You won't say that next year.
I guarantee you that.
No, Louise.
No, don't bother coming tomorrow.
I told you, I'm fine by myself.
We've already been through that.
So you'll come by on Monday.
No, Jean-Pierre is coming to get me.
We just decided on that, Louise.
I mean, I gave him the keys, yeah.
No. I had enough. I'm gonna lay down.
Damn it.
I can't see anything.
Yeah, who is it?
Hi. Sorry to bother you, on Christmas Eve...
but I have this problem.
Could I come in and use your phone real quick, please?
Don't you have a cell phone?
My battery is dead.
What happened?
My car broke down on the corner.
No. Sorry, but, uh... my husband has to work in the morning.
He's already sleeping.
I just be a minute, and I'll be really quiet.
I promise.
Please?
No. I'm really sorry.
Listen, try... uh... try one of the other houses.
There're plenty of people still up.
Please, it'll only take a second.
I don't wanna be out here alone with all that violence.
My husband is sleeping, I told you!
Your husband is not sleeping, Sarah.
He's dead.
What?
Open the door, Sarah.
Who are you?
How do you know my name?
Open the door and I'll tell you.
I'm calling the police, you hear me?
Fine. Go fuck yourself.
Hello?
Listen, there is this strange woman at my door.
Send somebody quick, please hurry!
I have no idea what she wants.
She knows my name...
She knows all about me. She...
I'm pregnant!
A squad car will be there in five minutes.
Keep your doors and windows locked!
Good evening, ma'am.
Did you call 911 about an attempted break-in?
Yes, I did, come in.
Do you live alone?
Yes.
A guy not wanting to be a father?
It's not that simple.
And who is this woman?
I don't know...
but she knows my name.
Well, it's on your mail-box right outside.
She knows other things about me.
You're sure it was a woman?
Did you get a look at her face, or...
No, she stayed away from the light.
I mean, I tried to take her picture,
but it was to dark, that's all I could get.
Yeah, alright.
There's not much we can do with this.
Nobody around.
Don't worry. I'm sure she left.
Look, I'm gonna lock you in for the night.
We notified the night patrol, and...
Everyone on duty already...
we're also be posting a bulletin.
They'll be checking on you through out the night...
to make sure you're okay.
Thanks.
It's pretty quiet around here for Christmas Eve.
It is always like this in the neighborhood.
- Good night, ma'am. - Bye.
- Good night. - Don't worry. She won't be back.
Have a nice night.
Which has been going on
since the 27th of last November
and the accidental death of two French citizens
from immigrant families. Rioting has since spread...
throughout underprivileged areas in the suburbs, as well as to other major cities.
A great number of innocent bystanders, as well as police and firefighters have been injured.
Over 300 communities have been affected.
4,900 vehicles have been set ablaze...
including scores of businesses, homes and places of worship...
More than 2,000 immigrants are involved in the riots...
What do you want? You're pissing me off.
That inflammatory comment, from the interior secretary's disclosed by the press this morning,
exasperated an are...
Hello. It's me again, Jean-Pierre.
I guess, you must be eating.
Something pretty weird happened tonight...
I was hoping if you could enhance a couple of my pictures tomorrow.
Alright, see you in the morning.
No!
Sarah?
Oh, excuse me. I'm sorry to bother you.
Jean-Pierre Montevant, Sarah's chief editor.
I was on my way to... to my Christmas dinner.
I just stopped by to see if she's... I'm worried about her, with all this violence.
I'm supposed to pick her up...
so she gave me her keys... tomorrow morning.
Anyway, I see her mom got here... before me.
When a daughter needs, a mother knows.
Right.
Well, so everything's okay?
She went to bed an hour ago.
I better get going.
See you later.
Oh, please don't run off. Would you like a drink?
I've been looking forward in meeting you.
Do say yes, and have a drink with me.
So, Mrs. Scarangelo, are you looking forward of becoming a grandmother?
It took her hours to fall asleep.
Don't wake her.
Oh, of course.
You're right, I'm sorry.
I'm glad she's holding up well.
She been through a lot since the accident. Of course, so did I.
These past few months have been just terrible.
But expecting the baby it's like a life saver.
Another drink?
What the hell?
My little photographer.
Always taking pictures and leaving them laying around.
When did she take this one? Any idea?
Because I'm pretty sure, it's the one she called me about.
Really? What'd she say about it?
Something was bothering her. There was a picture
she wanted to try...
- to enlarge or... - Enlarge?
I'm not sure what she wanted, If it was...
to enlarge the picture or try to enhance it.
Like the face, for example.
Who are you? What are you doing here?
Where is Sarah?
Maybe you should tell us who you are.
You just barged into somebody's house?
Keep your voice down. Sarah is sleep...
Where is my daughter?
Well, then, who are you?
That's you in the picture.
Sarah?
Everything all right up there?
Mamma?
Mamma!
Mamma.
Sarah?
Mamma!
Help me.
Help me. Help me.
Damn!
Who are you?
Open the door.
Open it!
Open the door.
Why me?
I want one.
What kind of man would fuck a crazy maniac like you?
Open up, Sarah!
Don't be afraid.
You don't want that child. I'll take good care of it.
What're you talking about?
Let's stop by and check on that pregnant lady, okay?
Then we'll take our prisoner, Mr. Abdel Shani Asadi, to the station.
It's Abdel Hanusian. You have the wrong man, guys.
I swear... I mean, I don't screw around with Molotov cocktails.
Believe me, if I was gonna do it, I wouldn't be stupid enough, to have my I. D. on me.
Fuck.
- I wasn't doing anything. - Stop trying to confuse the issue.
First, we'll check and see if Mrs. Scarangelo is sleeping...
after that we take this nice young fellow and get him booked,
then we go back in the hood, and get more of his homeys.
Can't let him spend Christmas all alone in the lockup, we go get a few more of his buddies.
and you'll have some company for Christmas.
- I don't give a fuck about Christmas! - Whoa.
Well, hey, okay, you don't celebrate Christmas...
Excuse me. Hello? How are you, sweetheart?
- His girl is a pain in the ass. - Tell me about it.
Meantime, he's in the car with the heat on.
I mean, no, we're getting off duty.
We just gotta check on this woman.
We'll be right back, okay?
Yes, I love you. Come on now. Stop it.
She's busting your chops, huh?
Hold on a second. Shut your face, all right?
Yeah.
No, not you, I'm talking to a perp in the car,
Joy to the world
Mrs. Scarangelo, it's the police.
- Hi. Merry Christmas. - Merry Christmas.
We just stopped by to see if you're okay.
Our duty roster shows that a woman's been harassing you.
No, it's been hours, I'm fine.
Don't hesitate to call us if she comes back.
Yeah, sure.
Excuse me! What's that noise?
It's the spin cycle on my old washing machine.
- All right. - It's cheaper to run at night, huh?
- Yeah. - Okay.
- Well, you have a good one. - Right.
- Thanks. - Merry Christmas. Bye.
Bye, Officer.
Man, could use some coffee about now.
Hey.
No, I hear you, I hear you.
Did you forget something?
Yeah, just a stupid detail.
Just curious about what you gonna name it.
Who?
The baby.
Keep an eye on her!
Holy shit!
Fuck! Arrest her! Arrest her!
Hands behind your back! On the floor! Now!
It's a fucking war zone.
It's the police.
Don't move!
All right.
I'm gonna remove the scissors.
Don't move.
Open the door! Open the door!
No! No!
Alright, good, you can make it.
Open the door.
Open the fucking door!
Oh, my God!
Sorry, gotta go.
You're gonna have to come along.
- What? - Something went wrong.
That's police brutality, man.
You're gonna tie me up like a dog?
Shut the fuck up and move your ass.
- Hey, wait a second! - Move it.
- Officer, let me otta here, please! - Here, take this.
Let me go!
We gotta get out of this fucking place!
Get the hell in here!
Are you okay? All right. Just calm down.
All right?
It'll be all right. It's gonna be okay.
You just... pull yourself together!
That's fine. I'll be back in a second.
Just stay there. Hey! You!
- You know how to use this? - No.
Put your finger on the trigger, okay? And squeeze.
Yo! Just point and squeeze the trigger, okay?
- Please let me out of this damn place! - You're coming with me.
I'll be right back. Stay here.
- What happened? Huh? - Is she gone?
Yeah, she's gone.
She escaped through the window in your bedroom.
She's still here! She's still here!
No, calm down. Calm down. Christ.
Do you have a fuse box?
You know where it is?
Look at me, now, do you know where it is?
Downstairs? Alright, let's go.
One second, I'm gonna give you a gun.
Take this, take it!
Careful. Oh, shit!
You have any bandages? ... any bandages?
- There... - Yes?
There? In the drawer?
Here. Hold this.
Take the flashlight. Hold it up!
I can't see. Here take it.
Hold up the light, damm it!
It's alright, just relax.
- Take off the handcuffs! - Shut up!
Hold this, okay? Hold the light steady.
I have to put the breaker back on, okay?
Wait for me here.
Hold still.
I killed my mother.
- I killed my mother. - It's alright. Calm down now.
Man, we gotta get out of this place!
Shit!
I'm gonna call for an ambulance and backup from my car, okay?
You'll be alright.
Alright.
All right. Put this on.
Can you walk? Yeah?
Okay, so you'll wait in the bedroom. Give me your hand.
Give me your hand! Help her up.
Okay. Can you walk?
Okay?
You all right?
Be right back.
Let's go. Walk.
Hold the light.
All right. Once I get the lights on, I'll let you go.
Once you're outside, find every cop you can.
Hold the fucking light! There's nobody here!
Don't shine it in my eyes!
- Oh, fuck! - The flashbulb!
- What? - The flashbulb!
What kind of crap is this?
Back up.
Back up!
Hey, lady!
She's still here!
Come on! Get up! Come on! Get up!
Fuck!
Where the fuck are your keys?
Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
Sarah.
Where are you hiding, bitch?
You can kill me again, Sarah.
You already did once.
My child.
My baby.
Finally inside me.
No one will take him from me.
No one can hurt him now.
No one.
They told me that there were no survivors.
Officer?
The baby's coming.
The baby!
Shh!
Mamma!
Shh!
Calm down.
I'm right here.
Shh, shh, shh, shh.
I think it's stuck.
- Mamma! - Shh!
Mamma!