-Commander, I would like to roll on two wheels.
-Two wheels? Done.
-That doesn´t bother you? -No, you have the right to do so.
-It´s a passion. It´s a passion.
-It´s ok.
-Well, I´m more comfortable on four wheels.
-But two wheels is also exciting.
-The idea is stay in two wheels.
-So, where is it captain?
-Over here.
-Mmm mmh
-Commander, it´s identical.
-Yeah
-It´s exactly alike.
-Mmh mmh
-This is starting to piss me off, Carpentier.
-I think we should go for a ride.
-Open the cow´s ass, I want to see.
-Open it? When?
-Right now. I´ll take the initiative.
-You´ll take the responsibility?
-Yes I´m responsible, I´ll take it. Go, on.
-Let´s go, open it.
-Commander!
-Commander, you were right!
-It has a human corpse indeed.
-Come
-No intimacy Carpentier, huh?
-Ah
-Telephone.
-Oh it´s a text message.
-What does it say? -Ah….
-Scientific Police -Oh
-They couldn´t identify the beast,
-because with the indexes…the beast seems to be taken by the tide
-And well…
-But by luck,
-They found hoofprints on the beach.
-We know that the beast came by herself.
-and found cow´s shit on the path.
-It´s a cow from Mr. Lebleu
-because they found the ring…
-that she had.
-There are some… You mean her number?
-Yes the number that she had…
-Talking about the devil, look.
-The blockhouse where we found the first cow.
-Right there, the bunker.
-Ah, yeah. Bah. Look Carpentier,
-all our business turns around.
-Looks like it. It´s starting to turn.
-The affair in the region…No, huh?
-Yeah, yeah.
-Could it have happened here?
-Yeah, all. -Everything turns
-In this sector. -Agreed.
-Go ahead!
-Careful, Quinquin!
-All good grandaddy? -Huh?
-All good? -Did you go to the bunker?
-Where did granny leave to?
-Don´t know.
-You don´t know?
-I don´t know where did she go.
-She went over there, I don´t know.
-Are you taking the sun? -I have no choice.
-Aren´t you afraid of a sunstroke?
-Huh? -What?
-Aren´t you afraid of a sunstroke? -No
-No? No
-Anyway, all good? -All good.
-The form? The form
-Have you ever seen a dead cow on the beach?
-A cow? -Yeah, on the beach, dead.
-I had never seen a cow on a beach. No.
-Do you think a cow could enter a blockhouse?
-Of course not.
-Can one enter into a cow´s ass?
-Huh?
-Can one enter into a cow´s ass?
-At times, if you hit them.
-Do you want me to get you in the house?
-Of course. -Come on then, I´ll help you.
-Come.
-Will you tell them that I ate here? -Yes.
-I don´t know, there was a guy, he was cutting the ass.
-I don´t know, he was on the sea, I was on the cliff.
-Au cran Poulet
-I want more.
-What are those guys doing with our babes?
-Hey, the track is closed.
-So what, does it bother you?
-The track is not yours.
-I didn´t call you, Elodie.
-What are you doing with them? We hang with who we want.
-Not with these guys. -We talk to anyone we want.
-Shut up Patricia!
-Move, we are open now!
-Break those guys!
-Next time, you won´t have a head.
-Yeah right!
-Look, the bastards!
-Let´s take them apart. -We´re gonna fuck them up.
-Yeah.
-This is where they live.
-Why are there policemen?
-Maybe because of what happened this morning. -What´s he talking about?
-You are going -Why me?
-The fat one knows me.
-He has already marked me.
-We need to know what´s happening.
-Come on, go!
-Go on! Go on!
-There are policemen!
-On the other side! On the other side you asshole!
-What do I do?
-Oh shit!
-Are you spying? No I wasn´t doing anyhting.
-This is the national police!
-I have seen you somewhere. -No!
-We´ll take him out of there.
-What´s going on?
-National Police!
-Enough with the bullshit, eh?
-I fucking hate these buggers.
-I would put my hands to work. -What?
-That lady´s husband, Bhiri…
-Yeah?
-He could have a link with the cow corpse that we found on the beach.
-Maybe yes, maybe no.
-Until I don´t have the analysis. I´ll say nothing.
-The analysis are the analyisis. The analysis are sacred.
-Not because he disappeared it means it´s connected.
-It´s intuition. -Mmh.
-Well, anyhow then…
-His wife is sick, you see, love grief.
-His kids too. -Yeah
-She cries like a cow peeing.
-That´s right.
-Well, let´s go. -Good.
-These kids are starting to unnerve me.
(He smutters)
-Take this!
-Take it up yours.
-Hey Bedeau, do you want me to fuck you?
-Come here now!
-Ah!
-Come on, my Little Bedeau!
-Straight ahead, go, go!
-Are you scared? Hey, Bedeau!
-The faggot!
-You care a lot for the priest.
-Disgusting faggot!
-Pass your driving test, before coming here.
-Faggot!
-YOU SUCK ASS! YOU SUCK ASS!
-Do you understand what I say?
-Do you understand?
(They speak in their language)
-Could you speak french?
-Here we are in France. Do you understand me?
-Do you understand what I say?
-Ok, this will be very fast.
-I´m gonna tell you why I´m here.
-Miss Behri… Mr. Behri do you know them?
-Huh…
-Not a week… -A week?
-What, a week?
-A week. Not see Mr. Bhiri
-You haven´t seen Mr. Bhiri for a week?
-Not seen.
-That´s weird.
-So, Carpentier, what is it?
-We don´t advance, commander. -Here
-Mr Bhiri hasn´t come for a week.
-Mr. Bhiri, dont know him, haven´t seen him.
-Ask the boss. We are not boss.
-Not our work -You´re mocking us.
-Hey, I´m talking to you.
-In a construction no one talks french.
-Find me someone.
-Yes. -Yes, good day.
-Oh!
-An arab who speaks french.
-Yes. He Works here, Mr. Bhiri.
-But he hasn´t come to work for a week.
-He hasn´t come for the second work, neither.
-We didn´t know that he had a second job.
-In the Marquises slaughterhouse.
-There too. -Yeah
-Yes
-He may had a lover
-Bah, it´s like Dallas here, Carpentier.
-The slaughterhouse! -Colonel!
-I forgot to tell you something
-The mister…whose wife was cut in pieces,
-was his lover.
-Bloody fuck! Carpentier, this is for us.
-With me, with me!
-Are you sure?
-Yes, I´m sure of what I told you.
-Because its serious.
-Yeah, I´m sure.
-Ok, let´s go Carpentier.
-Haven´t I suffered enough already?
-Did you know that your wife had a lover?
-No?
-Everybody knew.
-Then why ask me?
-Yeah, but…
-Maybe…not…
-Maybe now you could be a suspect no?
-Maybe now you could have a motive?
-No?
-It´s weird, you didn´t know,
-and the others did.
(He mutters)
-Did you understand?
-No
-If all the women who cheated on their husbands
-were to be cut in pieces, well…
-We are leaving, but...
-we´ll return.
-It´s hard to tell if he was aware.
-He didn´t know his wife had a lover.
-A black, commander?
-He quietly disappeared.
-The black slept with his wife and he cut them in pieces.
-It´s as simple as 2 plus 2 equals 4
-If all missing women were cut in pieces,
-we wouldn´t have so many complete.
-I don´t understand what you want to say.
-I mean that he could be innocent.
-So…
-He may be inocent you know...
-This…
-Kill his own wife, cut her in pieces…
-And put her inside…
-his own cow,
-that´s a lot for one man.
-They were more, then?
-Are you an idiot or you don´t understand?
-Because for a single man, it´s too much isn´t it?
-Cut in pieces, his cows.
-So…
-Yes
-Yes, you may be right.
-It´s too much for a single man.
-Mister!
-National Police
-Where does this flock come from? -Next to the blockhouse.
-Near the bunker, you mean? -Yes.
-Where Miss Lebleu was found?
-Inside the cow?
-Oh, poor beast.
-Aren´t you missing one? -Yes, she escaped.
-Do you milk them?
-No, Mr. Lebleu does, like his wife, who is dead now.
-Are you who treats them? -Yes.
-Ok, it´s fine.
-The beast with the woman´s corpse, did you know it?
-The dead cow? -Yes, I knew her.
-Was Miss Lebleu who milked her? -It was Miss Lebleu
-The eve when we found Miss Lebleu in the cow,
-did she milk her?
-She was milked here.
-Who brought her to pasture?
-It was Mr. Lebleu He brings them to pasture in the afternoon.
-Is it always like that?
-Yes, it´s always like that.
-Well, you may go now.
-Thanks.
-I would like
-a hand for milking.
-Yeah, ok. I´ll tell him.
-Ok.
-Commander, it was the legal medical institute.
-Just what I thought.
-It´s the body of an individual of black race,
-the one we found on the beach.
-But you know what is worst? -No.
-They found a piece of Miss Lebleu.
-What´s up with that?
-What piece?
-A finger.
-Are there pieces lying around everywhere?
-Yeah, yeah.
-Well, let´s look for…
-the woman to recognize the corpse at the institut.
-In pieces? -Well, yes.
-Ok.
-Anyway, we are in the middle of a passion crime.
-You think so?
-Yes, that changes everything.
-Let´s go Carpentier.
-Go Carpentier, on my command!
-Do you love me?
-Do I please you? -Yes.
-That´s my uncle Dany.
-Back already?
-He returned
-from the hospital in Boulogne.
-Because he´s crazy?
-I don´t care, it´s my uncle.
-He makes me laugh.
-Come
-Li´l Quinquin? -There are a lot of
-tunnels, you can see the slab.
-It can´t be!
-Watch this.
-There are a lot everywhere.
-Look what I found. A granade.
-Isn´t it magnificent?
-It´s the sixtieth.
-I will return to the blockhouse. I found a lot in there.
-Fuck, I´m all dirty.
-I´ll wash myself in the sea.
-I have to pee.
-Fuck, I´m all dirty.
-I had to pee.
-Fuck, there are quails here.
-There are kids on our bunker.
-Come, let´s see.
-Look, they are coming.
-Where is my granade?
-My granade disappeared.
-Give my granade!
-Fuck give it to me!
-I told you to give it back, it´s simple.
-Fuck, give it back!
-In fact, I didn´t want…
-to hit them in front of you, because I would
-endanger you. I don´t want that.
-Otherwise, with my friends, we´ll beat them up.
-Don´t worry, they will take a wank.
-Are you coming to my sister´s contest tonight?
-Yeah.
-Dany, where are you?
-Oh, there you are.
-What are you doing?
-Are you watching the concert?
-Li´l Quinquin is down there.
-He went to see the Terrier girl sing.
-We´ll return now.
-An so, we have our last contender.
-Thomas Delmaine, who
-sang for us “Remember”
-Give him a warm round of applause before he leaves.
-At the count of 3, clap as you have to.
-For Thomas, 1,2,3!
-Our young artists are contestants in a TV show in Paris.
-You could support them if you want to see them again.
-Our last contender for this Cote d´Opale radio hook up.
-Please give a warm welcome,
-no other than Aurelie Terrier!
-Thanks. What are you going to sing for us?
-“Cause I knew” -Nervous?
-Not at all. Applauses please!
-Aurelie Terrier!
-And that was Aurelie Terrier!
-How was it, Aurelie?
-Like with the other contenders we are going to ask our audience
-to clap for you. For Aurelie,
-1,2,3!
-So, that´s how our radio hook up is finished.
-See you next week at Boulogne.
-Look, there´s the black kid!
-Good night, thanks a lot!
-We´re gonna fuck you up! Sons of bitches!
-Bastards!
-We are gonna slaughter you!
-They´re down there. Shut up.
-Shit, silence!
-Shh!
-Turn of your damn pone! -There they are. The bastards.
-You dirty niggers from my balls!
-Dirty bastards!
-Go!
-Goodbye assholes!
-Sons of bitches!
-It´s useless to go after them.
-They took quite a bashing. -You´re right.
-Ok, come then.
-The trucks arrived from there. We discharged the beasts
-to bring them inside.
-Did you know Mr. Bhiri?
-Yes I did. I knew his body was found
-inside a cow on a beach.
-We did the same job, he was a sacrificer, like me.
-When the beasts arrived we put them in here.
-Where´s the veterinary?
-On the other side, we can meet him.
-Mr. Delaye
-What´s this here? I feel like eating fish from now on.
-Mr. Delaye. Did you want to see me?
-Good day, Lieutenant. -Good day.
-Yes?
-What do the exams show?
-I did the analysis of the cow found in the bunker.
-And what did you discover?
-She was sick. Mad cow disease. -Mad cow?
-Two mad cows? -Yes
-They are quiet now. -Is that it?
-No, one other trick. The corpses were not passed by the tail,
-But by the mouth.
-By the mouth? -Yes.
-The human bodies were introduced by the mouth?
-Yes. -So, commander…
-I think we had it all wrong.
-Someone chopped a human body,
-left the pieces on the field, and the cows ate them.
-Is that it? -That´s it.
-And in fact, doctor, aren´t cows carnivorous?
-No. -What then?
-It´s the mad cow. -Could she eat a human body?
-Yes.
-And so, commander, we return to a rational domain.
-A mad cow is capable of eating a human body.
-Do you have anything else to say?
-No.
-You know where to find us? Yes.
-We´ll leave you to it. And…a little phone call?
-Ok.
-Well then, first, Miss Lebleu and Mr. Bhiri were lovers
-Second, they were murdered.
-Third, they were cut into pieces
-Fourth, in the cows.
-Two mad cows. Well, yeah.
-One in a bunker
-We don´t know how she got there.
-The other one, on the beach,
-we don´t know why.
-It´s the devil himself, Carpentier.
-Let´s go.
-Hey!
-Li´l Quinquin!
-Chtiderman! -Who are you? What you doing here?
-Ch´tiderman!
-Who? Ch´tiderman?
-Hey careful with the walls, huh!
-Aren´t you Eve´s cousin?
-Ch´tiderman!
-Guy, fuck!
-What are you doing? Your mother is waiting.
-Hurry up now!
-Hurry!
-Your cousin thinks he´s a big shot,
-he and his Ch´tiderman.
-He does that a lot.
-Why did you leave yesterday without waiting for the result?
-Oh, because we saw those bastards there.
-Suddenly, we folowed them. After, they took a beating.
-So, did your sister win? -Yes.
-She´s gonna be a star, on TV.
-Good day, excuse me, coming through.
-I´m going for a walk.
-Ok, go for a walk now.
-Here, hop!
-Ch´Tiderman!
-You think you can take me huh?
-Ch´tiderman!
-I´m not scared!
-I´m not scared
-Ch´Tiderman!
-What are you doing here?
-Ch´tiderman!
-Don´t you see he´s gonna fall? Cut your shit!
-Fuck, are you ok Dany?
-Fuck, asshole!
-I´ll show you!
-Fuck you asshole!
-What did you do yo your uncle?
-It wasn´t me! -Who was it then?
-Ch´tiderman! -Who?
-Ch´tiderman. -Where did he come from?
-I don´t know. -Do you know him?
-He came to the farm uninivted.
-Well, that´s it!
-I will take care of your uncle and then you will take care of me!
-Understood?
-I´m watching you!
-Why did he say that?
-Don´t know.
-That guy is starting to piss me off.
-Will you take me to the parade? -Yeah.
-I´m going for my trumpet.
-I´m going for the bycicle.
-I´m watching you kid! I know where you live!
-Up!
-Ready? Yes
-Let´s go.
-Aren´t you nervous? Not at all.