Cheers.
Not drinking? - Never in the morning.
I want it in 10,000-franc notes.
Divided equally into two packets.
Count it out right.
I am your uncle, after all.
Ain't I lucky.
So long, kid.
As soon as it's ready, call me at PER 5590.
My new place.
Relax, it'll all go smoothly.
Hold the line.
Just a second.
Forget about her.
Yes, what is it?
It's about time! I want Miss Josy in Room 16.
She's out.
Have you seen Mr. Riton?
Who's calling?
Hello, Mr. Max.
Mr. Riton just left in an ambulance.
Did you see the ambulance?
What color was it?
I didn't notice.
What happened to Mr. Riton?
I don't really know.
You'd best ask Miss Josy when she comes in. That all?
Yeah, that's all.
That Riton!
What a pain! He's been a pain for years.
Always lousing things up.
What a dope! Jesus, how dumb can you get!
He thinks he's a big shot because he's got guts.
He may have balls, but what a jerk!
I never should've hooked up with a mug like him.
The jobs I could've pulled off if I didn't have him on my back.
Well, it's my own damn fault.
I should've worked on my own.
But I let feelings get in the way.
Well, that'll teach me.
But how'd I get mixed up with a guy like that?
Not to mention the bread he's cost me for 20 years.
Forking out for his lawyers, for his mother.
Not a tooth in his mouth that hasn't cost me a bundle.
Well, tough. He's on his own now.
- That you, Max? - If it isn't you!
Are you free for lunch?
For you, always.
I'd like to invite you over. A wonderful idea, don't you think?
I'll just slip into another suit and be over in half an hour.
See you soon.
Poor Riton.
I'm a real bastard.
Do you love me, Max?
Just a second.
You're a funny guy.
I don't really know who you are.
And that bugs you?
I have to go.
See you tomorrow?
- Hello, Mr. Max. - Hello, kid.
Interested in working with me? I need some backup.
We'll be dishing it out but taking it, too.
I'll make it worth your while.
But I'm warning you. It's no piece of cake. Well?
Sure thing. Riton's not with you?
No, that's just it. I'll explain on the way.
Count me in.
There's something I gotta do first.
There's fish soup and roast chicken.
Take a look.
Looks nice, but I'm not eating.
Step outside.
Wait.
I'm on a job that may turn nasty.
I'm leaving you a few grand, just in case.
If I get into hot water, it'll cover the lawyers and packages.
You're the best.
Let's go, kid.
- Chez Bouche? - This is it.
- Is Max there? - Mr. Max? Who's calling?
It's Angelo.
You're out of luck. He just left.
Is he coming back?
I have no idea.
Open the door for me.
It's occupied. There's someone there now.
Open up. It's me, Max.
I can't open now!
I tell you it's Max.
What did I tell you?
- I want to talk to you. - I'm busy.
You gonna whine now?
Tell me what happened.
Talk! What happened?
I can explain, Max.
Were you here?
Then beat it. I'm talking to Josy.
Riton was here.
They jumped him when he walked in.
Who?
First, Jojo...
Where was Jojo?
There, behind the door. I'll show you.
He slugged him.
So he was in your room?
After you saw us together,
Angelo sent him over to protect me from Riton.
Jojo makes one. Who else was there?
Angelo was waiting next door with Ramon.
But I didn't know.
Not until the porter phoned them.
I recognized Angelo's voice just before Riton knocked.
That's a lie.
That's for starters.
So I suggest you start talking.
I told them he was coming up. Maybe I was wrong to.
You sure were.
Where'd they take him?
I don't know, Max. If I did, I'd tell you right off.
And Angelo's hideout?
Where did you make love?
In a hotel.
You know too much or too little!
Who asked you?
Do you know anything?
Honest to God, I don't have any addresses.
What'd they pay to shut you up?
50,000 francs.
Let's have it.
I'll deal with you two later.
What should I do, Max?
They wanted to take me, too. But I ran away.
Why'd you come back?
To get my things.
But I have no place to go. Lola doesn't have room.
Poor little lost bitch!
Freeze.
Small world, isn't it?
Shove over.
How's Angelo?
How should I know?
We'll soon find out.
Pierrot in?
Hello, Fats. I need your help.
- What is it? - But not if it bugs your woman.
Relax. Tell me.
Angelo and his boys are giving me a hard time.
It started last night
and this morning they nabbed Riton.
I want to know where they took him.
Come with me.
The cellar's better.
- What're you gonna do? - You'll find out, girlie! Move!
We're under the metro.
Nobody will hear your screams.
Now talk.
But I didn't do anything!
You weren't following me to offer me candy. Punk!
Angelo wanted to know where you stashed your loot.
What loot?
Tell him.
He said you pulled a job worth 50 million.
It was you two?
Keep going.
He said if we nabbed you or Riton, the other would squeal.
Where's Riton?
I don't know! I swear to God!
We're wasting our time.
Take off his jacket.
Listen good, Fifi.
We're gonna let you have it good.
If you tell us where Riton is, you'll save us some time.
If you don't, you'll be real sorry.
Congratulations.
What are you doing here? Who invited you?
There's a call for Max.
Who from?
Angelo. He'll call back.
I don't get it.
How can he know I'm here?
- I know how. - Then talk.
Untie me first.
Stay with him.
Angelo?
That you, Max?
This is Angelo. You hear me?
Listen. There's no time to lose. You want Riton back alive?
I'm listening.
I've got nothing against Riton or you.
All I want is your loot, and within the hour.
I'll put Riton on so you know he's here.
Yeah, it's me.
Don't give in.
Put Angelo on again.
Don't give in, Max.
Put him on, I said.
You heard him?
If you care about his health, you better act quick.
You get me, Max?
Listen...
I propose a setup that gives us equal guarantees.
Break out the rods and bring that louse Fifi up.
Now listen good. Put the loot in your car.
We're going places.
We're taking him upstairs.
- You're gonna do some work. - Sure thing.
Nights are for sleeping. I do my business during the day.
Let me get a word in!
You can say what you like.
I hate being woken up.
I can never get back to sleep.
Listen, I'm in a jam.
I need my merchandise right now.
Have Eugene bring my cases down. Is he there?
I'll have to wake him up.
I'll be over in 10 minutes.
Thanks a lot. Sorry for the bother.
Put it down here.
Sit down.
Help me with the hardware.
What do you want?
Come in and shut the door.
Thanks a lot, Max.
I'm sorry, Marinette. Someone's on my back.
I had no choice. We'll tell you about it later.
If we feel like it.
Take him with you.
I'll be right down. Go on.
You'll get your man back in no time. You have my word.
At my age, there's no second chance.
I said you have my word.
You leaving me here? How am I gonna get back?
Try hunting snails, daddy-o.
Pass me the goods.
Hear that?
It must be them.
Here they come.
Looks like it.
Take it off. What's it matter now?
Soon enough.
Get out, Riton.
Answer.
Go ahead, and watch out.
Hey, Marco...
- That's me, Marco. - Don't say hello!
Hello.
Over this way.
Search 'em, Riton.
- Clean. - That'll do.
Get moving.
Put 'em down there.
Now back off.
There.
I hope these gentlemen aren't armed.
We're not.
We're not either.
Marco, over here.
May I?
It's okay.
Ain't we lucky.
Wait till we're in the car.
Till then, no one moves.
You coming with us?
How about it? I'd like to get to bed.
We're off.
Behave yourselves. For your own good.
Move it!
I tell you, they had two cars.
I was blindfolded, but I heard the other engine.
Look!
Take cover!
Move back more. We're in the open.
I think I sprained something.
Turn around.
They got him good.
They won't get away with it.
We won't get far in this.
Riton, get their car, fast.
Go get Marco.
Where the hell are they?
Here they come!
Floor it!
The tires! Aim for the tires!
Give me a hand! The loot!
What?
Let's get out of here.
You shouldn't all be in here.
He needs peace and quiet.
What do you think, Doctor?
He's tough.
He's already waking up.
Still here, Max?
So, porcupine-head?
Pierrot, tell him to go.
Where's the fire?
Go out, Max. Show yourself.
Go to the restaurant.
What time is it?
6:00 in the morning.
Riton's right. You'd better leave.
I'm off.
See you later, Doctor. - Good-bye, Max.
You can come back after lunch.
See you later.
GUN BATTLE ON COUNTRY ROAD
You and your theories!
You gotta stop going to the movies.
I never go to the movies. They hurt my eyes.
Get yourself glasses!
So, what about it?
The papers made it all up.
But it's Angelo's photo!
What's a photo prove?
You could be run over tomorrow,
and your picture'll be in the papers with any old story.
So the Orly job was just a stunt?
He didn't say that.
But it wasn't Angelo.
Angelo would never get mixed up in something like that.
Bouche, my cigarettes.
I'm all out.
But it was Angelo in the car with the loot, wasn't it?
How do you know it was him?
They found his ring.
The old ring trick!
You can ask him.
You're not so bad-Iooking.
My friend Betty. You haven't met her.
I've told you about Madame Bouche.
Sit down there.
Excuse me.
- How about it, Max? - What?
- Haven't you seen the papers? - Sure, why?
You knew Angelo. Tell him what you think.
We've been discussing it for hours.
That's swell of you, but I'm going to have lunch.
How do you do it?
Well, you know...
That old devil Max.
Order what you like. I'm having roast beef.
I have to make a call.
Get me Mr. Pierrot.
Hold the line.
It's Mr. Max on the phone.
Riton's dead, Max.
Coming over?
I only just arrived at Bouche's.
Leaving now would look funny.
You're right.
Take your time eating. The main thing's to be seen in public.
Sure. See you later.
You wear glasses now? I never noticed.
They're for reading.
You'll need them soon enough.
Do I hold on to your money?
For the time being.
You ready for us? - Go and sit down.
I'm not mad! You're a bore!
Let's hear your story.
- But you know it. - No, I don't.
Well, it's too late.
And he says he's not mad.
Say, Max, Bébert's angry about Angelo.
Just deal and shut up.
- Do you mind? - Not at all.
What's the ante?
- 3,000. - If you want.