Josip would never let you listen to that.
- You got my message? - How long can you stay?
That's Freddy. He called 15 minutes ago.
Freddy?
I have stuff on Naomi, Korsky's girl.
She's a sort of escort girl,
often involved in shady business deals.
- Who does she work for? - Money.
And for Korsky.
She's been with him a month.
But she vanished this morning. Korsky's going frantic.
How do you know that?
I've always had good informers. Nerio loved that.
Take care, Largo.
Give Gauthier my love.
You know, I think I'll do the same as Nerio.
Get cremated.
It's silly but I imagine the wind carrying my ashes off.
I feel as if I'll be free then.
Whereas being cramped in a tiny box...
And do you think I'll still be free?
That depends on you, Largo.
He had it all worked out.
Even dead, he still decides.
Go to bed. Your room's ready for you.
Where's Largo?
You're going to have to be very cooperative.
Where's Largo?
"I've gone to Sarjevane. See you later."
The last monks left the island in 1908.
The perfect escape from the rat race.
We'll come here every year for a month.
I'll teach you your future business.
Thank you, Mister Winch.
You've done just what we expected of you.
Take the shares out of the safe and slide them over to me.
No sudden moves.
- Who are you working for? - For you, Mister Winch...
Drop the knife.
- I asked you a question. - And I gave you an order.
I suppose these people work for me too...
Model employees.
I can see that.
I hope you get a risk bonus...
Don't shoot!
Don't shoot him!
Now we can shoot him!
You should have heeded your instinct.
You knew someone was pulling the strings.
Someone who wanted you to fetch the shares
since you alone knew where they were hidden.
And now...
What do you plan to do?
Largo!
Hannah?
Hannah...
What do you mean, vanished?
He was supposed to be here last night.
I can't reach him... No one knows where he is.
- Is this some kind of ajoke? - I knew it.
We have to cancel the general meeting!
We'll prepare a press release... We have to find an excuse...
To panic the shareholders... And pave the way for Korsky, certainly not!
You're out of your depth. I won't let you lead this group to its ruin.
I am acting in the sole interest of the group!
Unlike you, for I have no personal ambition.
You don't have the stature for it.
And you're losing your cool.
Largo Winch is our only chance of survival.
The general meeting is maintained.
And you'll better not stop praying that Nerio's heir appears.
I don't think that's the best thing that could happen to us.
Your Largo Winczlav escaped from a prison in South America
where he was being held for drug trafficking.
An international warrant for his arrest was issued out this morning...
Good news. We'll end up finding him now.
You still think that this heir is the best way to save the Group?
The general meeting will go ahead as planned, tomorrow.
We have 24 hours to come up with a solution...
Hi, Largo.
Don't worry, I didn't recognize you either.
You see, I didn't set off to see the world.
I took over as doctor from my father.
Melina...
But I haven't ruled it out.
Turn over.
My cousin found you by the roadside.
It's a miracle you're alive with a wound like this.
I'm invincible.
There.
What happened?
I don't remember a thing.
I'm sorry.
He's going to call, I can tell.
No, Mister Kwan.
I have no idea where he can be.
Largo...
Thank you, Lord! Thank you!
Where are you?
In heaven.
You have to get me back, Freddy.
Aren't you too old to be brought home?
Do I come with you?
Let me handle it, Gauthier.
Odd place for a meeting.
I'd rather avoid the group's HQ.
I don't want to end up like Meyer.
Largo is alive. You missed him. But I can tell you where he is.
I don't understand...
Don't give me that! Largo told me everything.
What is it you want?
Nerio Winch is dead. His son is on the run.
My career prospects aren't looking good.
So my contact with Largo is the last card I have left. The very last.
And I plan to use it.
You're full of shit.
Largo is dead. I know, I'm the one who killed him.
I know.
One bullet. Fired from a helicopter.
He fell into the sea. You thought he was dead.
Now who on earth could have told me all that?
Wait!
I'm not talking to you again. I deal with your boss from now on.
You're expected. No funny business.
Come in, Mr Kaplan.
Just fine-tuning tomorrow's speech. The surroundings help, don't you find?
I'm no expert on long speeches.
Don't judge me.
Appearances can be misleading.
I did it all for the group. Only for the group.
And if Marcus is to be believed,
you're in no position to preach at me.
Was killing Nerio in the group's interests?
He was sick and dying. You know that.
But you had him killed.
I had to keep control of timing.
I'd never leave the group in the hands of some wild adventurer like Largo.
You use strange methods...
The only person who can take over from Nerio Winch is me.
Maybe.
But you need to convince the meeting.
I have one last card to play that will win me the game.
So, Mr Kaplan,
where is our friend Largo?
He'll call me to say where to pick him up.
How much?
Much more than what your spy in Korsky's firm cost you.
- A figure. - Not a cent.
Mail me the plans for your attack on Korsk Inc.
In two weeks, if I carefully invest my savings,
you'll make me a rich man. A very rich man.
Insider trading...
Nerio must have rubbed off on you too.
This is what we'll do.
Stay at the hotel with Marcus.
In a few minutes, you'll receive
the plan for the Korsk takeover bid.
Then you'll just need to wait for Largo's call.
In a few hours, it will all be over.
Good night, Mr Kaplan.
Don't miss him this time.
Sure your friend will come?
Look.
I'll be back.
What for?
To see you.
Don't talk rubbish.
Go on. Off you go.
This is the asshole of the world, here!
It's my home.
I don't believe a word of what you told me on the phone.
But you came anyway.
I can't help it, I'm a gambler.
But I'm warning you, I hate to lose.
Straight from Ferguson's office...
Any minute now, your group will be taken over by the W Group.
Who gave them these informations?
Naomi.
Naomi...
She works for Ferguson.
Icham!
Slit this bastard's throat!
That's why she vanished.
Ferguson organized everything. She's the one who had Nerio killed...
She's the one who manipulated Meyer to pass on information to you about the Group.
And she's the one who had him killed when he panicked.
- That's absurd! - No it's not, it's smart!
You had to be persuaded to attack us!
There had to be a threat to force me to get my shares.
You are the bad guy in the story!
But Ferguson wrote that story!
Let's have a drink!
Let's see if you're a real gambler now...
Withdraw your takeover bid.
Without that threat,
Ferguson won't be able to convince the general meeting to give her full powers.
And I'll take care of the rest.
Over my dead body.
You're going to lose everything.
Yeah. Will that be all?
Take me to Hong Kong.
The general meeting starts tomorrow at 11h. I've got to be there.
You and I are the same.
Two dirty foreigners.
People like Ferguson despise us.
Cheers!
In dollars... That's what you wanted?
I prefer security...
If you don't mind, I'll count it.
It's a pleasure to work with a professional like you.
Don't get carried away, Marcus.
You couldn't afford me.
Good to hear you, Largo.
I checked your mail. It was there.
My new pals loved it.
I'm coming back with them.
Good.
Where do I pick you up?
Ok. See you later.
He's waiting for me.
I've had a wire on Korsky's phone for months now...
And Largojust called you from that very phone.
The board of directors will hold a general meeting at eleven o'clock...
The Winch Group is now a fortress under siege.
It will have to name a general or the enemy Korsky will claim a crushing (victory)...
The general meeting must accept the mysterious heir
or leave the door open to a takeover by Korsk Inc.
Are you looking for someone?
The trunk.
He can't be far.
Do you know a body international warrant that's up on you?
I'm sure that a man like can help me bypass the formalities.
You're going to have 25 minutes to reach the meeting.
My driver will take you there. You'll be fine.
I have to be at the Grand Hyatt by 11 o'clock.
Not too tired from the flight, sir?
It's kind of you to pick me up.
The usual chauffeur took too many sleeping pills.
Sign. At the bottom, on the right.
A marriage contract?
An I.O.U.
The fare's pretty high.
It's my rate.
I think I forgot the child lock.
Marcus is here.
He'll pay to find you.
You won't do that.
Marcus? I have something for you.
6 feet tall, dark hair, green eyes...
I'm on the Ku Lan road.
You're really nothing but a...
Only guys like you can afford to despise money.
Pen?
There's a guy in the presidential suite.
Ferguson has planned everything.
When this young man called me yesterday, I was sceptical.
But I have to admit that his story seems perfectly credible.
Here's his orphanage file.
Largo's relationship with his adopted father
had become strained in recent years.
You know Largo is wanted for drug trafficking?
Yes, I was informed of that.
When he heard that Largo was on drugs and dealing,
Mr Winch decided to change his heir.
And he gave him these.
The shares in the Zunkunft Anstalt.
Sadness yes! But alsojoy!
The joy of continuing his work,
of respecting his memory.
Today, friends, partners, rivals,
we should take a moment to remember his life.
It all started on the 13th of august 1933,
in a little village in Bosnia-Herzegovnia.
Born into a modest family,
Nerio Winch's childhood was, in his own words, difficult...
Are you crazy?
I want all the gates closed!
Yes sir. All the gates are closed, sir.
...Nerio Winch was one of those men,
who were born to change the world they live in.
...And a bottle of wine...
I don't know. The best...
Too late, Largo.
No, not yet.
Look at yourself.
And look at me.
Who's going to want you as the heir? Who?
This group,
this money,
they're mine.
As much as yours.
Deep down, you started it all.
You shouldn't have asked me to go with you that night.
I looked for your file for hours.
I knew it mattered to you.
I didn't find it.
But I came across something much more interesting for me.
When he first went there, Nerio Winczlav
left with two children.
Me...
And you, Largo.
He knew he'd come back for you one day, so he took two children.
Hannah and Josip couldn't have kids.
He gave them the gift of a child. Me.
And to you... he gave a destiny!
I don't believe in luck. I don't believe in coincidence.
I believe that each man holds his destiny in his hands.
He would have told me.
He always wanted to make all the decisions.
Your life. Mine. Hannah's.
I should never have found out.
But unfortunately I did.
I wanted Nerio to know he didn't control everything.
I went to see him.
I threatened to go public with it.
And he gave you money.
But he made a mistake.
He told Ferguson everything.
Ferguson found me
and she offered me much, much more money than he did.
On one condition.
That I head the group
and be content with the dividends.
Put it inside!
You can understand why I accepted.
Did you accept Hannah's death too?
What are you talking about?
She'd dead, Goran.
They killed her.
Listen,
I'll grab his gun while you smash his head in.
What?
You heard me right! Do it!
Your father struggled too.
It's nothing.
Everything's fine. Just fine.
Today we are at a turning point in our history.
Our founder has passed away.
A group with an appalling reputation has made a hostile take-over bid against us.
But we must stick together to fight it.
What do you want?
...Leaving a surprise in store for us
which will ensure the continued success of our group...
My dear friends,
twenty-seven years ago, Nerio Winch...
I did it all for the group. Only for the group.
Was killing Nerio in the group's interests?
He was sick and dying. You know that.
But you had him killed.
I had to keep control of things.
When Nerio told me he had cancer,
he also told me about his heir. I asked about him.
I'd never leave the group
in the hands of some wild adventurer like Largo.
It was madness on Nerio's part. A whim.
In 6 months, Largo would have destroyed everything Nerio had built up.
This group that,
with all due modesty,
I consolidated with him.
I have the shares, as agreed.
Well done, Largo. You win.
But how will you use this?
Ladies and gentlemen, please!
Allow me to introduce...
Nerio Winch's heir.
Mister Largo Winch!
...Cleared of all accusations of drug trafficking,
the new CEO's first decision was to reach an agreement with Mikhail Korsky
to put an end to hostilities between Korsk and the W Group.
The Group's spokesman has admitted that
Nerio Winch had been suffering from a brain tumor for the past few months.
Even if the wildest rumors have been circulating,
his death does, indeed, seem to have been an accident...
Ma'am, you can board now.
Do you have a stamp?
I can post it for you.
You should write your name on the back...
Hands up!
- What's your name? - Danis Vlatkovic.
Hello, Danis.
You're on my territory!
I'm leaving.
Will you let me go?
Thank you.
How about you? What's your name?
Largo Winch!
Take care, Largo Winch!