You're all murderers! Easy, isn't it?
All we've got is rocks!
HATE
Thisfilm is dedicatedto those who died while it wasbeing made.
There's thisman who falls off a 50-floor skyscraper.
Ashe passes each floor,
he keepstelling himself,
"So far, so good.
"So far, so good..."
It'snot the fall that kills you.
It'sthe landing.
Don't forget: The police kill Same crime, same bastards
Justice for Mako
Last night, rioting engulfed the Muguetshousing estate.
A hundred or so youngsters
besieged the police station
in the middle of the estate.
The battle left 14 policemen wounded,
and 33 rioters were arrested.
The rioters looted part of the shopping centre
and several other buildings, before dispersing around 4 a.m.
The riotsbegan after a local policeman
seriously wounded a youngster two days ago.
The officer hasbeen suspended,
but Abdel Ichaha is still in St-Georgeshospital,
in a critical condition...
Arrested a thief, a minor,
no ID on him...
Saïd fucksthe police
Hey, Vinz! What the fuck is he up to?
- What? - What you mean, "what"?
Would it kill you to say hello?
What you want, Sa:ïd?
Tell your brother to come down.
- Why? - Just tell him.
- Why? - Just tell him!
Why?
What's this, a fucking sketch on the telly?
Will you stop that racket!
It's just as bad as last night. What's going on?
Did you see me out here last night? No!
Stop screaming in the street like a girl.
- Next riot, we'll burn you! - Little sod!
- You gonna get him or what? - Wanker!
Are you still there? Go on, get him!
I'm not waking him up. You do it!
I hope the cops give you a good kicking!
Vinz!
Shut it, Sa:ïd!
Hey, watch your fucking lip!
I'll have to give you a slap.
Piss off, your breath stinks.
How about a wake-up spliff? One...
two... three...
- You lost! - Go andfuck your sister!
Hey, watch your mouth about my sister!
Piss off! Your sister blows riot police.
You sadfucking Yid! We skinning up or what?
I saw a cow.
- Do what? - Acow.
- Where's the draw? - In the box there.
Last night, during the rioting,
I ran round this corner
straight into a cow!
Yeah? You ought to stop smoking this stuff!
Sa:ïd, I'll tell Nan you're smoking drugs.
Go on, then! I'll slit your throat
and drown you in your own blood!
Nan!
All right, all right... Come on.
- Clear off. - And stay off my bed!
"Nan..." Go on, piss off, you little grass!
- Clear off. - Yeah, piss off!
Clear off. And don't talk to her like that!
- There's no salt! - Talk nicely to your nan.
- Who are you, my dad? - What you talking about?
Are you my mum all of a sudden?
Anyway, why aren't you at school?
- It burnt down! - Burning a school? What savages!
That's how it starts. Everyone stops going to the synagogue...
- Nan! - Nan what?
I didn't burn the school down!
You don't go to the synagogue either!
I've had enough of this!
If we all ran off, every time the discussion didn't go our way...
At least we'd all be running the same way!
Are you talking to me?
Are you talking to me, motherfucker?
Are you talking to me? Are you?
Hey, this fucker's talkingto me! He's talking to me!
Is that how you talk to me?
He goes, "I'd do anything for money.
"I'd even kill people." And his mate goes,
"I reckon I'd kill youfor money."
The other one like looks at him, and you know what he says?
He says, "No, you're my friend.
"I wouldn't take any money, I'd kill you for free!"
Isn't that fucking brilliant? "I'd kill you for free!"
- Brilliant, innit? - I understood the first time.
Hey, tell your brother to come and see me.
What a brilliant thing to say! "I'd kill you for free!"
Shut up and pass me that spliff.
- Abrilliant thingto say. - Brilliant!
He goes, "I'd kill you for free!"
What can you say after that? Nothing!
What's the matter with you this morning?
Your old lady blows grizzlies
Fuck me!
They completely trashed it.
Look!
I don't fucking believe it.
How didthey get that in?
How did they get the car in? The doors aren't big enough.
Hey, Sa:ïd, look, look...
He must be well pissed off, eh?
Andthe rest! Two years' hard work gone up in smoke.
Good blow, Vinz.
It's not mine, it's Hubert's.
Don't hogthe spliff, Sa:ïd!
- I thought you'd given up. - So did I.
What happened here?
What do you think?
They burnt it?
Well done! Come back next week, Einstein!
Shut it, you!
Anyway, I knew it'd happen one day.
So why did you bust a gut to get it open?
The dickhead thought it was worth it.
You're the dickhead! Do you know who did it?
I don't want to.
How did they get the car in?
The doors aren't big enough.
Vinz!
We were swearing at them, spitting on them, everything.
But the filth didn't move a muscle.
Then they leapt into action, makingthis passageway...
This fucking passageway,
andthey waded in with pickaxe handles...
You see this? Then it went fucking wild!
Once, twice... Then we tore into them!
Bang! I took one of the fuckers out, I'm telling you!
Listen.
YZ!
Bollocks! That's your mum on a CR!
No, it's Mohamed's KX. He's changed the exhaust.
No, it's Vinz's mum on a YZ!
Which Mohamed? Farida's little brother?
Farida, who just got her licence?
No, the one who works on the market.
Oh, right.
Anyway, you should have been there.
Especially you, Hubert. It was wicked.
- Vinz! - Hi.
Getting tear-gassed, banged up,
beaten the shit out of,
and then murdered by my folks...
I don't see the big attraction!
Stop talking bollocks! It's war! Driving back the filth!
You're doing my head in!
I was doing other stuff. Anice little earner,
but your fucking riot put paidto that!
When a brother gets killed, I fight back.
Abrother? Whose brother? Do I know him?
You ever seen me with him?
I'm not gonna get beaten up for some chav I don't even know.
See you later.
We going, then?
Really!
Abdel's not a chav.
All I know is, bullets fly faster than I can run.
Hey, what you doing? Get your hands off the merguez!
- Go on, give us one! - Are you paying?
Stop whining.
You'll be whining in a minute, Sa:ïd!
They're 5 francs for everyone.
Except for Hubert, because we're on his block.
- What, 5 francs for a merguez? - Yeah... No, 5 francs for two.
- Hands off the bread! - Fucking hell...
- Nice! - Got 5 francs for me, Vinz?
No, but I've got 5 francs for me!
- Here. - Leave it out!
I'll remember this.
- Yeah, you remember it. - Never forget.
Let me have it on credit.
I'll give your sister some credit!
Watch your mouth about my sister!
Lighten up, you little Raghead!
Sa:ïd, come back here! Give me that merguez back!
Give it back, you bastard!
Piss off, Sa:ïd!
You got 2francs for my merguez?
No, we're skint, mate. We're skint.
- 2francs. - We don't have it.
So the judge goes, "Three months, with two suspended,
"or you do stuff for the council."
Community service? That's shit, that is.
You ever done it? No, fuck it, they can bang me up!
What? Bang you up?
Your brother nicked a merguez.
- He's lying! - It's in his mouth!
Put it on my account.
Your nose is growing, Pinocchio!
- Put it on my account. - I'll bust your nose!
- Piss off! - Hey, my merguez!
We've got your merguez, you fucker!
A45 automatic. Like Mel Gibson's in Lethal Weapon!
In Lethal Weapon? That was a Glock 9-millimetre.
Awhat?
No, that was a Desert Eagle!
What you on about?
- What you on about? - The scene with the truck...
That wasn't in Lethal Weapon...
What are you talking about?
Hey, calm down, Sa:ïd!
Acop lost his shooter on the estate last night. Didn't you know?
Yeah, brilliant, innit?
I don't know the cop who lost it.
Don't know who it is.
But I'd like to know who found it.
That don't mean anything, what you just said!
I'll sleep, eat, do my time, and come back.
I'm the only one who hasn't done time yet.
- Amonth for shoplifting? Gangsta! - OK, it's not up to your level...
What you on about? I've never been inside.
- You never got caught. - No, I stopped in time.
Look who's come for a visit.
Look!
Look, it's the mayor.
Hey, mayor, fuck your mother, you bastard!
Stop the music.
Everyone calm down.
Who's in charge here? You, Nordine?
What's going on here? Do you think you're at Euro-Disney?
You know you're not allowed up here. You have to go down.
We're not doing any harm.
That's not the point. You have to go down, end of story.
We're OK up here.
You have to go down.
Hey, is that the only sentence you learnt at school?
Stop it, stop it...
Let's have some quiet!
- The next one who... - There's no point arguing.
You can't stay here.
So gather up your chairs, get your merguez,
and everyone go back down nice and quietly.
All right!
And how are you gonna make us?
With dogs? Or just you in your nice uniform?
Nordine, we're just doing our job.
Leave us alone!
And you don't talk to me! I don't know you.
Now go, all of you!
That'll do, that's enough!
If you wanna stay, stay. The rest can go down.
- I'm staying. - You're leaving!
Go on, Nordine, let me stay!
What did I say?
- I'm going... - Well, then?
- I'm going! - Piss off!
I'm going, I'm going! Come on, Vinz.
We're going.
What are you doing?
He always stops it just when it's gettingfun.
No, he said we have to go down, so we have to go down!
...like in sex shops.
What's it called?
- Like a thong? - Awhat?
Athong, dickhead!
Yeah, this bird, on my mother's life,
I fucked her arse off!
We were in her room...
She couldn't get enough of it.
We were making so much noise the bloke next door banged the wall.
It's all porkies! You didn't fuck anyone.
What, porkies?
- Do you know her? - Yeah, she's got AIDS.
Piss off, will you!
- Gentlemen! We're from the TV. - What the?
Were you rioting last night?
Did you do any looting?
Do we look like villains to you?
- I didn't say that. - What do we look like to you?
Get out of the car. This isn't Thoiry.
Look, we have a job...
Yeah, what is it, stirring up the shit,
so you can get a scoop? Who you think you are,
coming here and causingtrouble? What the fuck are you filming?
What are you filming?
This isn't Thoiry!
What the fuck is it, today?
Who the fuck was that bitch?
What's Thoiry?
One of them safari parks.
Thoiry, my arse! Right.
Open the door!
Sa:ïd, raas clat!
Talk proper, this is France!
It's afternoon already.
What's that on your head? Aspot?
Piss off, will you!
Are you making a film in that?
Dixons, what's this pile of shit?
- Get off! - It's only a tracksuit.
You were supposedto get a new telly. This is shite!
I came for my money yesterday. Where were you?
I didn't have your money.
Don't you know what happened?
Look at what your pals did while you were all out there.
Foued's brother didthat.
- So? - So, give me his address!
I don't believe it. Look at the state of my car!
Look at it!
Leave that alone!
That's 50,000 francs down the drain. 50 grand!
How am I gonna work now?
It's only a car.
Leave it out!
It's all I own.
- Stop it... - Leave them alone!
Abrother's in hospital...
What do you mean, "a brother"? He's not my problem. That is!
You disgust me!
It's all I've got, it's my life. 50,000francs.
Hey, the riots!
My problem is my car.
- Look, the riots! - This crap oldtelly...
That's right, break it!
Hang on, I'm doing my best.
Look, it's David!
How did he get filmed?
I was right next to him, they didn't film me.
I can't see anything.
What can I do? It's shit!
How did he get filmed?
Hey, my money, Dixons.
Asterix has got your money.
Get off my jacket, you'll make it stink!
I bet you're happy, eh?
Apig lost his gun on the estate.
I hope that whoever finds it
goes and burns down Paris for a change.
Don't worry! We're going to burn the bastards down!
You know that programme where they trick people?
They hadthis famous bloke on, and he was on his guard, right?
His mate had organised it all with the hidden camera people,
so the famous bloke would be suspicious.
This bloke eats in the same restaurant every day,
so he's sure this is where they'll trick him.
And everyone makes sure he thinks the camera's in the restaurant.
He sees the telly van outside, he sees the camera behind a mirror,
and his mate starts pretending to act all weird and that.
So this bloke, right, thinks he can fool everyone,
and he pretends he hasn't noticed, although he has.
But he's, like, really nervous, wondering what's gonna happen.
But they haven't planned anything, they just film him shitting himself.
Anyway, at one point... Stop it for fuck sake!
- It wasn't me. - Who was it, then?
You see this famous bloke, sweating like a pig,
pretending he's cool, and each time the waiter walks by
he gets ready for it.
Then another bloke comes over and asks him for his autograph.
The famous bloke thinks this is it,
and he has a go at this other bloke,
the autograph bloke, who doesn't know what's going on,
and they start laying into each other. It was ace!
The telly people hadto pull them apart.
Afight and everything, it was brill!
And then?
Well, that was it.
Who was the famous bloke?
I can't remember but he's famous.
I don't remember.
Something's going on... See you later.
What didthey want?
Revenge is a dish best served cold!
No, it was Abdel's brother. They've got a pump-action shotgun.
Party time...
Shall we go and see Abdel in hospital?
Got something to show you first.
This is a serious fucking piece of kit!
- Look at it. - Beautiful!
- What you gonna do with it? - Stop it!
Well, what?
- We'll see if Abdel dies first. - You gonna kill a pig?
Get some respect.
By topping a copper?
I don't know, but it'll even the score a bit.
- I could have got you a gun. - This is different.
You think you're on a mission?
What are you on about? I found the gun, end of story!
- Will it do Abdel any good? - It'll do us some good.
Smart arse!
You knobhead! You've got a serious problem, Vinz.
I'll do what I have to.
- I don't want any bother. - Just stay away, then.
Anyway,
with that thing, you're the top man round here!
Hey, Hubert, wait for me!
Shit!
What you doing, laying an egg?
All right, don't shit yourself!
Calling Dr Pujol to operating block 4...
Sorry, lads, you can't go in.
We've come to see Abdel.
I have my orders.
We're not causing trouble. Just two minutes, then we'll go.
He's a friend.
The doctors won't let you in. He's in a coma.
We told you, we're friends!
I can't! I'd get the sack.
Yeah, just do as you're told!
Don't take that tone. His family is here.
Let's show them some respect.
Are you sure you're keeping the right people out?
- Don't stay here, please. - Get your hands off me!
You want me to move, do you?
You wanna shoot me? Go on, then!
What's going on?
That fucking twat!
We came to see someone we know...
What's going on?
We're not goingtill we see Abdel.
You'd better clear off before I arrest you.
Shut it!
Calm down.
Calm down!
These youngsters started causingtrouble
and I hadto arrest the ringleader.
- He didn't do anything! - The ringleader.
- Sa:ïd, the ringleader? - Raas clat!
All that trouble last night, and you're still at it?
You had to try to get in the hospital!
- They were only doingtheir job. - Doingtheir job!
Shut your fucking mouth once and for all!
- You shut yours! - Watch how you talk to me!
- Just shut it, once and for all!
You know nothing!
- And what do you know? - Shut up, you idiot!
- Don't you... - Watch how you talk to me!
The bastards who beat up Abdel will go down, believe me.
In your dreams!
The cops in there are simply protectingAbdel and his family.
You have to come and stir things up...
Fucking idiot! Confusing the issue...
Those cops are protecting Abdel and his family, that's all.
The majority of cops on the street want to protect you, not hurt you.
Yeah! Who protects us from you?
Don't let me catch them again!
Did you learn that off the telly?
You watch your lip!
Watch you own lip, you wanker!
You make me look a fool in front of my colleagues again,
and I'll let your brother come and get you!
- I didn't ask for help. - I did it for your brother.
I don't want him cutting you in pieces.
Cut you in pieces...
I heard about the gym. I could help you get a new grant.
I'm sure you could get another.
Forget it. Hitting punching bags isn't enough for them any more.
Afew years ago I could still talk to them. Not any more.
And they know me!
But imagine an eager new cop. He wouldn't last a month.
An Arab in a police station doesn't last an hour!
I've got to go. Try and stay cool.
Yeah, we'll try!
You little twat! Don't talk to me, right?
All right, all right...
You shook his hand?
He's always been fair with me.
He's Babylon! You don't shake his hand.
Go and shoot him, then! I'll go on shaking his hand.
You're full of shit!
Don't you worry about me!
I knew it!
You were really weird in the hospital. Show me...
Go on, show me.
- And you didn't tell us! - You didn't wanna hear about it.
I didn't think you were that stupid.
I'm a big boy now, no needto lecture me.
I'm not...
- I'm gonna kill you! - Stop it!
Tough guy with a shooter... I'm gonna take you apart!
Stop it, Hubert! Come on, let's get a sandwich.
- What you doing? - Shut it!
- I'm off. - Yeah, piss off!
What you doing?
Come on, Hubert, stop it!
- Stop it for fuck sake! - Let go of me!
What's the matter with him?
The arsehole thinks too much.
- Where's Mum? - What does this mean?
I don't have time.
- Well? - I don't have time.
- What's the answer? - I don't know.
Yeah, yeah, I'm hopeless! Hello, Mum.
- How's little brother? - He's OK.
But your other brother inside isn't doingtoo well.
- What's up with Max now? - He wrote, asking for schoolbooks.
Why?
I don't know. I think he wants to get some qualifications.
He never even got a school-leaving certificate!
Leave my pans alone!
I didn't do anything.
I don't know how I'll pay for books.
Talking of which...
This is for the gas bill.
- And my machine? - What machine?
What do you mean? My new sewing machine.
Shit, I forgot to ask Dixons.
This one's about to give up the ghost.
Patou, do your homework in your room.
- Mum! - No arguing.
Who's Dixons? The fence in tower block B?
No, the one in D.
I don't know him. Do you reckon he could get books?
He's not an Ottakar's!
We have just learnt that an officer lost his gun
in last night's fighting. The gun still hasn't been found.
We asked the estate'sresidents what implications thismight have
in such a tense situation.
- What a bloody mess! - They burnt down your gym.
I'm sick of this estate, sick of it. I have to get away.
I'm sure Vinz was one of them who burnt the gym.
He's getting out of control, like Max.
I've gotta get away from this place.
If you pass a shop on your way, bring me a lettuce.
Come off it!
My nan shops here every day. It's only two fucking francs!
Your grandmother's one thing, you're another.
- I'm just looking. - You got 2 francs, Sa:ïd?
- One franc, will that do? - No, one franc won't do.
Stop huffing and puffing and just give me a franc.
Yeah, right... What, what is it?
Well, what are you doing?
- I saw you. - What did you see?
I'll have red ones, then. They're cheaper.
My nan'll kill me because she doesn't like the red ones.
Why don't you shoot the Chink! Get your nan the peppers she wants.
That is bad! Wicked...
Too fucking wicked!
- Sa:ïd... - Shut it!
- Look, the cow! - Shut up about that cow!
- I swear... - Come and cut my hair.
- The same one as last night! - You're the fucking cow!
It was there, I saw it! Don't you believe me? Right there!
Shut it!
Canardo... Señor Canardo...
I fuck you all! You, him, her...
Yes, Nan, they're red. We'll soon know!
This business with the cow is doing my head in.
Don't mess it up, Vinz...
I gotta get my end away. Don't mess it up.
Hey, I'm not Paul Bocuse...
- Bocuse? - Plonk your arse down there!
This is wicked, Vinz. The pig's gun...
Yeah, now stop moving. I mean it, keep still!
- Careful or I'll shoot you. - Keep still, I said!
You really gonna waste a pig?
You wanna be the next Raghead beaten to death in a cell?
Yeah, well, nor do I!
You don't wanna be the next Raghead...
The others think it's a big joke. Well, I'm not laughing.
- Careful... - It's all right.
They've got their guns... What you done?
Nothing, I swear! It's fine.
Why do you have to swear, then?
- Because it's fine. - Why's it feel all cold?
It's cold in here, that's why.
It's cold in here?
Look, I'll even it out and it'll be fine.
No, stop! Show me, show me...
Thanks for trusting me! Here...
- You didn't show me! - You can't see!
- I didn't see... - Just trust me!
- Trust you? - It's just a patch...
It's not even a patch, really.
Why don't you trust me? I'm not doing it any more!
- Sa:ïd, come back! - Stop following me!
Stop it, Sa:ïd! You're a fucking pain!
In New York, they all have that cut.
- Just trust me. - New York?
What, this is cool in New York? I look like a punk!
- Stop laughing! - Come on, Sa:ïd, give me a kiss!
- Keep away from me! - Sa:ïd, don't be a fucking pain!
You really bear a grudge, don't you?
Hey, who's the dickhead holding your lead?
Little sod!
Look, it's your sister.
- What you doing here? - And you?
I'm asking what you're doing here
when you should be in school.
And you two can piss off! Go on!
Go on, you stupid cows!
Are you still here? Piss off!
- Go on! - Hey, calm down!
Don't get all matey with him!
- I'll talk to Vincent how I like. - He's Vinz, not Vincent.
And you can stop talking to him!
- Now piss off! - Stop pushing! I'm staying.
I'll tell Dad.
Tell him! He doesn't care.
- Coming tonight? - Where?
Into Paris. Jason's brother's got a fight.
- Got any tickets? - It's free.
Cool.
The old ways are dying out!
Look at this!
Aruckus!
Remember my brother, you fucker!
This if for Abdel!
Start the car!
Get out of there, you bastards!
Get out or I'll shoot!
Nobody move!
- Grab him! - Keep still!
Stop! Stop!
Get out of here, you bastards!
Hey, Vinz, Hubert! This way, quick!
Left, left!
This way, come on!
Don't move!
What the fuck are you doing?
Vinz, shit!
What did you do?
Fuck your mothers!
The pig was there, right at the end of my gun.
I had him, as clear as I see you.
- Quiet! - No, fuck it!
He shit himself, I swear.
If Hubert hadn't been there, I'd have shot the fucker!
Hubert twatted him. Straight up! Lifted him off his feet!
- No! - I swear on my mother's life.
He decked the pig?
Hubert, you were brilliant!
The World is yours
Now what do we do?
Dunno about you two. I've gotta get my money.
You got Asterix's address?
OK, but don't keep me hanging on...
15 francs for a Cacolac!
I'd better get my money tonight.
You want some, Vinz? Want some Cacolac?
- You don't? - No.
- You sure? - Yeah.
Just a drop?
Brother Hub, you want some...
You're a Cacolac already!
Are you two gonna sulk much longer?
What you talking about? I'm not sulking.
- I don't believe it! - Tell him!
You're like two kids!
- Who's a kid? - I said twokids!
Two kids arguing about shit!
Yeah, I'm right with you there!
Killing a cop is serious shit!
Hang on, Sa:ïd...
Tell your mate I never said I was gonna kill a cop.
Yes, you did! You did!
No, that's not what I said.
I said if Abdel dies, I'll kill one.
I'm not just gonna do it for fun.
In the cellar, if I hadn't had the gun,
they'd have beaten us to death like Malik Oussekine.
That's not the same thing!
Do you expect us to come and visit you every Sunday?
I'm not asking anything off someone who's all matey with the filth!
Yeah, that's right, laugh!
Yeah, laugh! What?
I've had my fill of being fucked by the system!
We live like rats in shitholes! Do you do anything to change it?
You don't! Nor do you!
Well, I'll tell you something.
If Abdel dies, I'll even the score
andtake out a pig!
They'll understand we're not turningthe other cheek any more!
That speech sounded like a cross between Moses and BernardTapie.
Seriously, Vinz, forget it. You're way out of order.
Sa:ïd, if Abdel dies, do we lose a mate or not?
If he kills a cop, that makes one less, right?
So it's just him!
It's just you! You can't put a hole in them all!
What is this, a morality lesson?
You're so superior, telling me what's right!
Why are you always on the side of those fuckers?
Hang on! Which "fuckers" do you mean?
If you'd been to school you'd know that...
Hate begets hate!
Well, I didn't go to school! I'm from the street!
Know what the street taught me?
If you turn the other cheek, you get fucked! Leave me alone!
What the fuck?
You pulled a cop's gun on a cop! You could have got us all killed!
You can't beat a good shit!
You shouldn't ask yourself whether you believe in God,
but whether God believes in us.
I had a friend, name of Grunwalski.
We were both deportedto Siberia.
When you got sent to the work camps in Siberia,
they packed you in cattle trucks,
which crossedthe frozen steppes for days on end.
Not a person in sight.
You huddled together for warmth.
But the problem was, you couldn't have a shit
in the wagon.
Andthe only times we stopped
were to take on water for the locomotive.
But Grunwalski was very prudish.
Even when we hadto wash together,
he was embarrassed.
I used to make fun of him because of that.
So when the train stopped, everyone got out
to go for a shit behindthe wagon.
I'd been giving Grunwalski such a hard time about it,
that he preferred to go a bit further off.
So the train started again,
and everyone jumped back on,
because it didn't wait for you.
The problem was that Grunwalski,
who'd gone further away, behind a bush,
hadn't finished his shit.
I saw him run out from behindthe bush,
holding his trousers up,
so as not to fall.
And he tried to catch the train.
I held out my hand,
but each time he reached out,
he let go of his trousers, which fell round his ankles.
So he'd pick his trousers up and start running again.
But each time, his trousers would fall down again
when he reached for my hand.
- So what happened? - Nothing.
Grunwalski froze to death.
Goodbye.
What did he tell us that for?
Yeah, I've got the address. I'll call you back.
What did he tell us that for?
I've just got out of hospital,
I haven't eaten for two days, I have a childto feed...
Mina's not lookingtoo good.
I'm serious.
Catch her with a lasso, like a cowboy.
Grab a lasso, catch a cow!
What you want? Me, too, my dad's in prison,
my mum's in prison, my brother, my sister...
Get a job like everyone else!
What the fuck? Is it carnival day today?
Fucking Mina!
- Mina... - Ladies and gentleman,
I'm homeless, not entitledto benefit,
I've just got out of prison, and I'd like...
Another hundred metres, you can't miss it.
- Thanks. - Have a good day, sir.
Thanks.
Fuck, the cops are polite here!
He called me sir and everything.
Maybe he won the lottery and kept it quiet.
Fuck, it's closed!
Right, what's his real name?
I dunno. I just know him as Asterix.
Asterix...
Oh, fuck it, we'll find out.
- Hello. - Hello, sorry to bother you,
is that Asterix's flat?
Yeah, I know it sounds a bit weird but...
The bastard hung up!
- Go on, you try. - Why me?
Go on!
Me and Kunta Kinte can't do it.
- Hello. - Yes, hello?
Is Asterix there?
Asterix? Why not Obelix too, while you're at it?
- No, hang on... - Stop it, Vinz!
You've gone and fucked it now!
Hey, cut it out!
Sorry to bother you, madam.
We're looking for a friend called Asterix.
We don't know his family name.
What do you think you're doing, ringing like that?
I don't believe this!
It's OK, we'll go.
No, we're not going. I'm staying.
Go on, then, call the police!
Saïd?
- Asterix? - Saïd?
- Yeah. What floor? - The 5th.
Let us in, then.
Asterix, Asterixl I never heard anything like itl
- You weren't followed? - No.
- No one? - No.
- Are you sure? - Why?
Because...
- You all right? - And you?
- Great! - Look at the kitchen.
Who is that bloke?
What is this place? You win the lottery?
This flat was lent to me and I'm never giving it back.
This isn't a flat, it's a castle!
I don't believe it!
It's a flat, a fantastic flat!
I'll introduce you. Vinz, Asterix, Asterix, Vinz.
- We've met. - Hubert. Brother Hub.
We've met before.
- Aline of coke? - No.
- You sure? - No, really.
Alittle line, just a little line of coke.
Don't you want a little line of coke?
- How's your brother? - All right.
- That fucker! - Same old routine.
- Getting his end away? - And you?
Me? More than ever. Look!
I was told you've got my money.
Come on, hand it over, and be quick about it!
All right, stop showing off!
Come on, hand it over.
Come and get it.
OK, you asked for it!
Hey, that's not for children!
- What? - It's not for kids, it's my gun!
I'm not... I know about guns.
I'm tooled up as well.
- Let me see. - Piss off!
Show me!
Piss off, Sa:ïd!
- Put it away, Vinz! - It's OK.
Smith and Wesson 44 Magnum, snub-nose, all chrome.
- Watch it, it's loaded. - Can I?
Nice weapon!
You're a gangsta!
- It's for protection. - You know David Blaine?
- What? - Watch.
One bullet.
Bang! I missed!
- You're mental! - I missed.
- They're real bullets! - Hang on, this is a classic.
It's all right. Even rarer...
The same trick with two bullets.
- Asterix, what you doing? - Are you shitting it?
- You shitting it? - You're mad!
- Hang on... - Yeah, come on.
- Yeah... - Your turn.
Yeah, give it here. You're really...
You do it?
- Yeah, come on. - Do it, then!
- What you doing? - I did it!
What the fuck are you after?
Go on, do it! Are you chicken?
- Stop it! - Didn't you see what he did?
- You pointing that at me? - You're off your fucking head!
Yeah, I'm pointing it at you!
Who is this fucker?
I'll show you who's fucking chicken!
Wanna see someone pointing a gun? Wanna see a real shooter?
- What? What? - Hey, Vinz, look!
Said! Get him out. Go on, go on...
It's all right, we're going. We're going.
Aline of coke, arsehole?
Fuck you, andfuck your mother!
Look.
That's right, dicksplash. That's right.
- He was bluffing. - Yeah, it was brilliant!
At least I've got my money now.
Play your kiddies games without us from now on!
My kiddies games?
Abrother's in hospital, remember!
- What the... - Stop acting like such a martyr!
You're not built for it.
And you are, are you? The big tough black man!
Fuck you!
Right, fuck me...
Keep calm, gentlemen.
- Who are you? - Keep calm!
You've been causingtrouble... Grab that one!
- Frisk him. - Hey, not so rough!
Don't move!
How'd you get here so quick!
On my estate, you get knifed, you have to make an appointment!
Hey, young man! Are you together? Do you know him?
- I don't know them! - What were you doing?
Ljust been to see my aunt.
- What's her name? - Her name's Mrs Zar...
Mrs Zar-what? Show me your papers.
I'll show you my papers. I'm a law-abiding citizen.
Come on!
Hey, not so rough!
Don't move! Don't move, I said!
Stay right where you are, OK?
- Do you know him? - Who?
- Your pal. - I don't know him.
Are you takingthe piss or what?
"Don't know him..." Keep still!
- This isn't right! - No, no...
You should have thought of that. Hey, what's this?
Good stuff, is it? I think I'll keep this.
Gently!
The best is Afghan.
Take-off and landing are nice and sweet.
Black Bombay, the same.
Lebanese... depends what region.
This is shit but I'll keep it.
Well?
He ran me all roundthe houses. We'll take these two.
- Get in the back. - No...
- Get in the back! - Fuck!
Listen to me.
Asfar as I'm concerned, you're just shit on the road.
You know what happensto that?
You scrape it up with a shovel.
Or leave it to the wind and rain.
Or you tread right in it.
So my advice is, choose the spot where you get shit outl
So go on, make my...
You miserable little beasts, I shall catch youl
The sorcerer's stupid donkey...
There's no one around.
None of your rioting mates from the estate.
Go on, pick it up with your feet.
Back home, you pick things up with your feet.
You do that in the old country, don't you?
That's the really tough bit...
But we're all right here. We're in no hurry.
They might be out in an hour or two.
We should make the most of it.
- Make the most of it. - Abullet in the head.
No! Like this, you see? Like this...
And then you stop, just in time, see?
It's all about control. Absolute control.
Control, you see? Control. That's good.
Don't get upset, it won't last.
You bastard!
What about you? What you got to say?
Fucking leave him alone! Leave him alone!
Leave him alone? You know this one?
You know the Shanghai hold? All the way from the East!
Hang on! I think this one's thirsty.
- Here you go. - You bastard!
You're going to hurt yourself. Calm down.
Don't sit like that, I'll get excited!
You look like a birdfrom behind.
They're little girlies. Cocksucking girlies.
There, there...
They're nice little cocksucking girlies.
Like that, you see. Then you let up.
The hardest bit is knowing when to stop.
You have to know when to cool it.
Hey? Hey? That's all there is to it.
I like this one. He's got a nice face.
What's his name, this one?
Hey, you're a cutie.
Yeah, yeah, I'm cute. Yeah.
What? What? Am I ignoring you?
- Hubert! - Which one? Not this one.
He doesn't look like a Hubert.
No, he's French. He's Sa:ïd.
Anice name.
Sa:ïd. Is that French? No shit?
It's a nice name, a nice name.
Look, look!
The little one's more scared. See, I told you he was.
Let him go! Let him go!
Calm them down. That's it.
You're not going to nick my beer?
You mustn't let it go too far.
Not that we wouldn't like to... You can't have it all, eh?
Isn't that right, you scumbag?
All right, let's go.
Hey, mister! We're goingto miss the last train!
- He won't let us out. - Fucking bastard!
Did anyone ask you? Do I know you?
Hey, Vinz.
Where are Sa:ïd and Hubert?
They've been doing my head in tonight.
You're always at each other's throats.
Your sister do it, then?
Just shut it!
Yeah, your sister does it!
She doesn't fancy you and you're not getting near her!
Don't even look at her!
Watch the turn! Watch the turn!
I won't touch her, she's pregnant!
Shut it, you slag!
Straight up!
Watch how you talk about my sisters!
What do you mean, it's "not possible"?
Same every time!
That fucking nigga never lets us in!
We've known his brother for ten years
and he still shafts us. It winds me up!
Hey, what you doing with that gun?
What you doing? Stop playing cowboys!
Stop it!
Told you I'd come back, didn't I? You fucking cunt!
Not so tough now, eh?
You and your shitty fucking club!
Fuck you, you and your fucking club!
Fucking nigga!
Fucking hell!
They did it on purpose.
Bastard pigs...
When's the next one?
Tomorrow morning.
How much did Asterix owe you?
What?
- How much did Asterix owe you? - 500.
- 500 grand? - 500francs.
What? All this shit for 500 francs?
It's not the money, it's the principle, innit?
The principle...
You're saying Wile E. Coyote, not Road Runner,
andTom, not Jerry?
OK, then, between Sylvester andTweetie Pie?
Stuff Sylvester!
This is the bloke who sees cows talking here!
You know who's the baddest? Gnasher, end of discussion!
- Gnasher? - End of discussion.
All right, there's no point trying to argue with you.
Look who's talking!
You've got it all arse-about.
What was the name of the strip? Dennisthe Menace, not Gnasher!
Gnasher would fuck you and Wile E. Coyote any day!
What you talking about?
Who'd Gnasher fuck? Me?
Gnasher's black!
Gnasher's black? Bollocks!
- Come on, what we got to lose? - Come on.
What we got to lose?
It's horrible! Horrible, horrible...
Hubert.
Is the bloke who did this famous?
He will be when he's grown-up.
Look, there's champagne, Martini, Brancardi...
- Not for me. - No... Bacardi.
Out the way! There's some nuts left.
Look!
Thank you, Charles!
Hey, Charles, what about us?
What's up with you? Chill out!
- Come past! - Just look at you!
Hey, Sa:ïd, let them past!
Do you smell fish? That's what I call women!
Mine's the black one!
- Hubert, do us a favour? - No, not me.
Hubert, I bought you a kebab last week.
You said you owed me.
- The black, OK? - All right.
- Hubert... - No, there's only two.
- What did I say? - Shut up!
No, Hubert, just me!
- Hubert, the two of them! - Just me! Shut it!
Hello, girls. I'm Hubert.
My mate over there is a romantic. He's very shy.
He's a poet. But he'd love to talk to you.
Him there.
Is that all right?
- Look what you didto my hair. - Shut it!
He's really cool.
- Areally, really nice bloke. - All right.
OK, Sa:ïd, get over here.
Hold this.
- Haven't we met before? - No. I wish we had, though.
- We could go somewhere... - Hi, I'm Sa:ïd.
Dicksplash!
Sorry, but you're leaning on a painting.
- "Painting"! - You're really fit.
- Fit for what? - What do you think?
I thought you were shy.
Shy? Yeah, I'm shy. I'm really shy.
What's your number? We could go to the pictures.
Yeah, right! You're all the same.
Your pal said you wanted to talk.
You wanna talk? What you wanna talk about, then?
Look, we don't mind talking to you,
but you get all aggressive. How do you expect us to respect you?
Who do you think you are? The bird on the Wonderbra advert?
- I wasn't talking to you. - Well, I'm talkingto you!
He's mad!
What are you looking at?
- Are you retarded or what? - You're the retarded one!
- Stop it! - Leave it out!
- We've done nothing to you! - Gentlemen!
- You come in here... - Let's calm down.
All right, granddad, nobody's dead!
Is anybody dead? No! So everything's OK.
There's no need to get aggressive. Hey, son!
- We're going, anyway. - I'm not your son!
Please, please...
Let's all calm down.
- Hey, leave it out! - Tell your pal to stop it.
Who you talkingto? Fuck off!
Hey, you know what? You can all suck cocks in hell!
In hell! Fuck you!
- Bunch of wankers! - Oh, I'm so fucking sorry!
Watch out!
Have a nice fucking party!
Those big estates...
We should have nicked a bottle.
I nicked a credit card off the bloke at the bar.
Slipping into your old ways!
Just like riding a bike.
Mr... Mr David Meaux!
Mr David Meaux!
Is he here? No!
We'll keep it, then.
Give it here, give it here.
What are you going on about?
Wicked!
What you on about?
Your name's David, is it? I don't take credit cards.
- You can make an exception. - Are you taking the piss or what?
- Have you farted? - Whoever smelt it, dealt it.
What a stink! It wasn't me, it was you.
- Mine don't stink like that. - I know it was you.
Fuck him! We're stuck here.
Fucking pain...
Who farted?
- He did! - Vinz!
Don't you recognise his...
It was him, all right?
Something crawled up your arse and died!
Fucking bastard steering wheel! Fuck it!
Forget the philosophising
and pull it! Go on!
Jean-Claude does that in five seconds flat!
Jean-Claude who works in the post office?
No, he's the one who goes out with that dirty half-cast...
No! The one who got two years for joy-riding.
Are you going to bust that fucking lock?
Go on, use your feet! Use your feet!
It's all right, it's stopped. It's stopped.
- Let's go back. - You're mad!
Don't be so fucking gay!
Who's gay? Who?
Nice and discreet...
I am the ghost of the car...
The wipers, the wipers!
Sa:ïd, you see the plastic box there? Pull it out!
Go on, bust it!
You see the green wire? Green, red...
- Yeah. - Twist them together.
No, that just works the indicators.
Fuck, how did he do it in MacGyver?
Fuck MacGyver!
Go on, go on! Get the fucker moving!
Who the fuck's he?
What the fuck!
He scaredthe shit out of me!
- What the fuck you want? - What?
- What the fuck you want? - Nothing.
Fuck off, then! Go on, move it!
- He'll get us caught. - It's my wife.
What?
My wife's left me.
So? You think we fucking care?
- No... - We waitingfor the old bill
or getting this started? - Go on!
Twist the red and green wires.
Piss off, Hubert! That's for the horn.
The blue, then, arsehole!
- Go on! - What?
You do it, know-it-all!
Sa:ïd, I'll throttle you! Just do what we say.
You can be a right twat!
If we do this, the horn'll go off again.
No! That's the fucking horn!
- Sa:ïd's right. - See? See?
See who's right? So we'll do it my way.
Give me something metal. Quick!
- Quick! - Calm down!
You're a good bloke! What's your name?
- My name... - What's your name?
- Come on, come on... - Here you are.
- Keep your mind on the job. - At least this is getting some use!
Ready, ladies? You'll see... Ready?
Yes.
- Who can drive, then? - Vinz.
What do you mean, "Vinz"? I didn't do my national service.
He did. You did your national service, didn't you?
I was in the navy! I can't drive.
- I can drive. - Shut it, you!
- Shut it! Vinz? - What?
That bird you went to Israel with? The one with the Merc...
That's not the same. It was...
It was a Merc, a thingy...
An automatic. Not like this.
- He dreamt it! - I know who I've shagged!
You know what? You're both full of shit!
Both of you! Fuck!
What? What?
There! I don't want to bother you, but that's a police car.
- Where? - That's a police car.
- They're coming. - Calm down, everyone!
Just calm down! On three we leg it, all right?
- Ready? - Three!
Stop right there!
Get out of it, get out of it!
- Skinning up with OCB? - Yeah, you know me.
Yeah, you know me...
At times you feel so fucking insignificant...
Got any more words of wisdom?
No problem! Slowly, slowly, catchee monkey.
Different strokes for different folks.
Early to bed, early to rise...
Liberty, equality, fraternity!
I save that one for special occasions.
Fuck me!
I'm off my face.
Yeah, this is good draw.
- Sa:ïd, stop arsing about! - Leave him, he's a big boy now.
- Look, paint cans! - Yeah, right!
Still some in them.
What was that old bloke going on about in the bogs?
Talking about God and shitting... What was all that about?
- I can see some skinheads! - Yeah, right!
Down with Le Pen!
If God does everything... He must make you shit as well!
- Give us the spliff! - You don't understand philosophy.
Come on, quick! Listen to this poem...
Le Pen has a penis which is truly heinous!
Respect! What's your story?
Go on, get out the way!
Vinz... You know the joke
about the bloke falling off a 50-storey skyscraper?
As he passes each floor, he keeps sayingto himself,
"So far, so good. So far, so good. So far, so good..."
I'd heard it, but it was a rabbi.
It's like our lives. So far, so good...
It's not the fall that kills you, it's the landing.
I feel like a little fucking ant lost in an intergalactic universe.
Watch! I'm gonna switch off the Eiffel Tower.
That only works in films.
- Fuck... - You think you're in a film?
Yeah, your mum's in it too!
Hey, watch your mouth!
My mum's in films, your mum sticks carrots up her arse!
Yeah, really funny!
The World is yours
Knock it on the head, will you?
Would you rather have Swedish folk songs?
Yeah, go on!
The World is ours
Hubert, how did they get that car in the gym? Straight up?
They...
- Ask David Blaine. - Very funny!
Look at them, the sheep carried along by the system.
Look at him!
He looks harmless enough, in his fucking suede jacket.
But he's the worst type.
The type that stops on escalators, gets carried by the system...
votes Le Pen, but "isn't racist".
The type that moans as soon as the escalators break down.
The worst type.
Racist!
Bosnia: Civil War
Abdel Ichaha dies
Where's Vinz?
Vinz!
Fucking hell!
What?
- What? - You really are a twat!
What? Hang on! What did I do?
What you doing, hitting me? What did I do?
Hey, what did I do?
What did I do? What...
What's the matter with him?
You get on my tits, Vinz!
Did I do something?
Sa:ïd, help me, please!
Help you? What did I do?
- What did? - Abdel's dead, OK?
He's sick of you fucking about.
Fucking about? What did I do?
If you wanna kill a pig, go on. Don't let us stop you.
But you'll do it on your own. We're off.
Yeah, well, piss off!
Both of you!
I don't need you, anyway!
I know who I am and where I come from!
Go back there and shut your mouth!
Yeah, well, fuck you!
Fucking bollocks!
You reckon we should've...
You're the little fucker who was shouting at us earlier!
- It was him up there, was it? - Come on, then, you cunt!
Hold him, hold him!
Come back, come back!
- What's your problem, you cunt? - I didn't do nothing!
- You won't outrun a bullet. - I didn't do nothing!
- Look... - I didn't do nothing!
What do you reckon?
Get in there, you fucking slag!
Fucking look at him!
- What you gonna do? - What am I gonna do?
Don't look at me!
You think I'm all mouth, is that it? You think I'm all mouth?
Watch this and don't try to stop me!
- Vinz, what you doing? - Leave him alone.
Leave him alone... You want to do mankind a service?
Shut it!
The only good skinhead is a dead one.
Go on, shoot him.
You've been banging on all day. Go on, then, shoot!
- You've got the shooter, go on! - Stop, stop!
- Shoot! - Stop, stop!
Shoot, for fuck sake!
Go on, fuck him! Shoot!
Shoot! Abdel's dead, now you can get your revenge!
Revenge for Abdel!
Go on, shoot!
Go on, piss off!
See you tomorrow. Vinz...
Here.
- Are you gonna kiss or what? - Go to bed!
Come on, Vinz.
See you tomorrow, Hubert.
You heard the one about the nun?
This bloke comes out of a bar, pissed up,
and he sees this nun, one with the black cloak, you know?
Whack! He smacks her in the teeth! And again!
And ten minutes later, after he's really...
after he's really taken her apart,
he looks at her and goes,
"I thought you were tougher than that, Batman!" Brilliant!
Acloak like Batman!
I'd heard it before, but with a rabbi.
- Come over here! - What's wrong?
I know you!
You were on the roof.
Yeah, you were on the roof.
What you doing? Let go of me!
What's the matter, arsehole?
Not so tough without your pals, eh?
- Not so tough! - What you doing?
Look at him now! Look at him!
It'sthe story of a societyfalling.
Asit falls, it keeps telling itself,
"So far, so good.
"So far, so goodl"
"It's not the fall that kills you.
"It'sthe landing.
Subtitles- Howard Bonsor for TELETOTA