Faced with a relentless increase in crime in certain areas,
the government authorised the construction of a wall
to isolate districts classified as high-risk.
DISTRICT 13
...C'mon! I'm hungry. - They're not ready.
Just right. You can help yourself.
Pleased to see me, girls? One look and you're already wet.
...Don't make trouble, K2. - I'm here on a courtesy call.
Smells good, too… Merguez.
Very tasty.
Want some?
...OK. Is your boss here? - Haven't seen him today.
Never mind. I'll wait.
Easy, guys. I'm not carrying a weapon. Clean as a choirboy.
Go home, K2. We don't want trouble.
I don't get it.
Instead of making friends, you're playing hard to get.
Clear off, K2. Like we said, he's not here.
We'll tell him you were here, OK?
Now that's nice, see?
Got a piece of paper? I'll leave a number he can call me on.
...I'll write on the wall, it won't get lost. - Nothing on the wall.
I forgot, it's Mr Clean's block. Your boss, the housewife.
It hurts you to see a building still standing in this shitty city.
Not at all. It brightens the place up a bit.
So where shall I write it?
Give me your hand.
If I wanted to cut you I'd have done it by now.
Armed to the teeth and he's scared of a pen.
Don't worry, I won't press hard.
What do you want with Leito?
He's got some things of mine. I want them back.
Now you've got a good excuse not to wash.
We don't always have to fight, do we? Shake hands?
...What's your name? - Tarik.
Shake hands, Tarik?
There, you see?
This is a photo opportunity. Isn't it, guys?
Say cheese!
Don't worry, they're with me.
So you want to talk now? Too late.
Take the stairs. I'll take the lift… since it works.
The lift's coming. Call downstairs.
You're a lazy bastard.
Tarik, who's that coming up?
This piece of shit never works.
...Move. It's coming. - I don't want to miss the ending.
Are you receiving me?
Not now!
...Fix the aerial. - I'm not your servant. You do it.
Tarik, answer me.
Calm down. It's just the food arriving.
One hour early? That would be a first.
You're such a pessimist.
Leito's flat. Do you know the number?
...14. - Thank you.
Fuck. No numbers on the doors.
Open them all up.
...Leito's flat. - It's not here.
I know, rat face. Where is it?
Last door on the left. There's a sign.
Come with me. I don't trust signs.
Right!
Left!
Third door!
Are you crazy? Taha wants him alive.
Got that, everybody?
Out the way.
We'll break it down. One, two…
Catch him!
The door.
He's down below.
The roof!
Bastard.
There he is!
So, the stuff is stolen at 8am, 20 kilos of powder.
At 9am, you go and get it. How many of you?
...About a dozen. - A dozen.
At 12, seven come back empty-handed. Did I miss something?
...You wanted him alive, so… - Fine. So it's all my fault.
That's not what I mean. It's just that…
...He's like a bar of soap. - Soap?
...Yeah. - 50 a gram, times 20 kilos.
I'll do the sums. That makes one million. Euros.
Expensive soap, huh?
I'm ready to hear your suggestions. Ideas, anyone?
Me! I've got an idea!
K2, good. I'm listening.
Since Leito screwed up the dope, he's got to pay for it.
That's not an idea. It's common sense.
...Wait! - I'm waiting.
Leito's sister, Lola. She works at the supermarket.
If we pick her up, he'll have to come out of hiding.
See? Where there's a will, there's a way. Bring her to me.
Won't be long.
Come on. Boss wants to see you.
...Come on, he wants you. - He's not here on Wednesdays.
Not your shitty manager. I mean the real boss, Taha.
Taha, my boss? In your dreams.
Let me go!
What is wrong with everyone today?
Is she my birthday present?
Let me try her on for size.
...Don't touch. - She has to be searched.
...She's got nothing on her. - At least give us her knickers.
...I'll stuff them down your throat. - Go ahead.
My mouth's watering already.
How's that for starters?
Don't touch. She's for Taha.
And you, behave yourself.
It's me.
This piece of equipment is quite simply…
K2's downstairs.
You're not still empty-handed?
Good. Come up.
I want him to know I've got his sister. Spread it.
I'd love to see his face when he finds out.
Here I am. Happy to see me?
...Why don't I just kill you? - Leave my gang without a master?
Not a good idea. What do you want?
You never know what's in my head but I know all the shit inside yours.
That's why I'm always one step ahead.
Don't move. It's OK.
...Easy, we're talking. - Yeah, let's talk.
Stop busting my balls with this shit. Tell me what you want.
...Two things. - I'm listening.
Leave my block alone. No dealing within 500 metres.
OK. Second?
Your life in exchange for my sister's.
I let you go, we leave, nobody moves and we're quits.
...You should be a diplomat. - Answer!
OK. It's a deal.
...Do I have your word? - Isn't that enough?
...Tell him. - Leave her and go.
Don't think. Just do what I say.
On the floor or I'll put you there.
I kept my word, she's free. Take the blade away.
Not so fast.
Think you'll make it out of here?
Are you sure they're on your side?
Listen, I've done a deal with him. Let them go and we're cool.
Nobody move. We won't be long.
Wait.
Open your mouth.
Start chewing.
...My kind of girl. - Move it.
OK, stay calm. We've got a customer for you.
We're here to see the inspector.
You can think about it later.
Shit.
Settle your scores somewhere else. We're closing.
Taha Ben Mahmoud. You must have a dossier on him.
I know him. The government's closed us down.
Without evidence, I can't do anything.
Five kilos of heroin found on his desk. Two witnesses.
I'll take your statements. Give me your guns first.
Keep an eye on this one.
Poor Leito. Think this will change anything?
Not much, but it's a good start.
OK, let's save some time here.
You, in the cell. You, get your dope and go.
If you let him go, things'll get worse.
We're leaving, so we won't be here to see it.
It'll still be here. It's your fucking job to stop it.
Don't you understand? Barbed wire remind you of anything?
They'll put a lid on and let it explode. That'll clean it up.
You're better off in jail. Those oiks are waiting to slice you up.
...Still here? - The oiks are in here, so watch your mouth.
You're free, you got your dope, what more do you want?
...The girl. - No!
Go on. Get out.
If you touch me…
Lola!
Don't worry, I'll take good care of her.
Gentlemen, it's always a pleasure to do business with you.
Goodbye.
Tie her up in my office. Give her two grams to calm her down.
Back to work, gentlemen.
I didn't have a choice, son.
I've spent 15 years in this district.
I'm taking retirement and I want to be around to enjoy it.
It was her or me.
I'm sorry.
Wrong choice. You're already dead.
6 months later
Pedro, what did that door do to you?
...My name's not Pedro. - Who cares? I'm talking about my car.
What if I slam your mouth when I want you to shut it?
It's OK, it's just a car.
No, it's not just a car. It's my car.
The MOT just cost me a fortune. So you'd better respect my fucking car.
Or I'll break your fucking balls.
It was a mistake, come on.
Is he soft in the head, or what? I'm sick of kids with no respect.
...Is it so hard to close a door? - He won't do it again.
...Will you, Pedro? - My name's not Pedro.
And that fucking door squeaks.
They charge me a fortune and it comes back with a squeak.
I'll fix the squeaky door, Carlos, I swear.
We need better guys on the team.
...We need to talk to Frank. - OK.
Tell him to stop sending empty-headed Portuguese.
I'll tell Frank. He'll find someone.
I want some guys with some fucking manners.
We need some university types. Those guys are bored shitless all day.
Benito, there are six million fucking unemployed in France.
Can't he find me one who fits the bill?
He'll take care of it, I'm sure.
Do I have to open the door?
...You haven't forgotten me, Carlos? - No, Mr Keijman.
This week. It's a promise.
He's got balls, that faggot.
Sitting here, with all the money he takes off us.
People have just got no manners nowadays.
Go downstairs.
...Everything OK, Samy? - Not exactly.
What is it this time?
Seeing cops everywhere?
These guys have spent an hour choosing a tin of tuna.
...They're low-lifes. - Why are they buying fish?
Waiting for the whores to use the coffee machine at 2am.
You came in at 1. 10am. Look what happened at 11pm.
What's this?
Low-lifes. But they're not buying tuna.
...Anything else? - Lots of regulars haven't turned up.
On the day we transfer all the money.
...So what? - That much money is very tempting.
Let the cops in on the deal and you can negotiate 10%.
...How do you know that? - I had an offer.
...Why didn't you take it? - Might not be a real cop.
You're a smart arse, aren't you?
...It's the only way to stay alive. - That's true.
...Did you go to college? - Economics.
You see? You see the difference?
So you think it's an inside job?
Without a shadow of a doubt.
I knew there was something wrong with Pedro.
...His name wasn't Pedro. - Who cares? He won't get a tombstone.
Take the money and let's go.
We're not going anywhere. Hands up.
...What are you doing? - My name's not Benito.
My name's Damien, First Response Unit. You're under arrest.
...You're a cop? - You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say may be used against you. Any move will be seen as aggression.
...My agents will act in self-defence. - What's that mean?
It means move an inch and I'll paint the room red.
...How will you get out of here? - They're leaving, we're staying.
Samy, take your friends and get out.
Why are you letting them go?
I only take big fish.
...In position. Commence operation. - On its way.
...What shall we do? - Why ask me?
...You went to college. - Very funny.
What's that?
Did that hurt?
...No, I'm all right. - Good.
...Package is ready for shipping. - Roger.
Come this way.
So, what do we do?
Hurry up.
Throw me a fucking line!
Drop me some ammo. I've run out.
They left the money. Shut the door.
Go ahead. Place your bets.
You've got a great sense of timing.
Let's go, guys.
This way.
Come this way, please.
Well played, my friend.
Captain.
You're the worst son of a bitch I've ever known.
My mum'll be pleased to hear that.
...I trusted you like a brother. - A brother?
I spent six months cleaning your car.
Which reminds me, the squeaky door…
It won't be squeaking now.
...Captain Tomaso, Colonel. - Show him in.
Damien, I wish I could simply congratulate you on last night.
Unfortunately, that's not possible. Sit down.
...I'd rather stand. - As you wish.
Mr Kruger, secretary of state for Defence, and Mr Corsini, his deputy.
They need a good man for a very special mission.
Mr Kruger, perhaps you'd explain.
A truck was making a special delivery yesterday afternoon.
There was a small incident.
No, no, no! Get off, you'll scratch it.
Bloody kids.
They'll come to no good.
The truck was wired, we know exactly where it is.
...We want you to get it back. - Where is it?
What was in the truck?
What's this shit?
An experimental fragmentation bomb or “clean bomb”.
A prototype derived from neutron technology.
Average range: eight kilometres. Radiation is reabsorbed very quickly.
...Pollution is almost nil. - Worried they'll move it?
...Not so clean on the Champs Elysées. - Agreed.
The bomb is equipped with a 24-hour ignition system.
It was activated accidentally one hour ago.
...What happens 23 hours from now? - It explodes.
You've 23 hours to sell this shit.
It's not enough time.
Captain, we're not asking your advice. We're telling you your mission.
It takes weeks to study the terrain, months to infiltrate…
Two million people live in that district of which about 50% deserve our help.
If you want to save lives, you'd better change your methods.
The mission is bound to fail.
Defuse a bomb in a district I don't know, the worst in the city?
...We've found you a guide. - I have to work with a partner?
He was born in the district and knows it inside out.
Did you ask his advice or is he obeying orders?
He doesn't know yet. We need you to persuade him.
Leito… Transfer.
...Where to? - Shut it.
Let go of me!
Prisoner 713 in the truck.
Fucking bastard bit me.
...All right? - Never better.
Fucker thought he could kick the shit out of me.
I'm out of here.
Think you can open the door with that?
You don't know me. My name is Fantômas.
Fantômas doesn't fancy eight years inside.
...Why did they get you? - I killed five guys.
The guy I wanted got away.
What did he do to you?
Killed my father and brothers. When he breathes, it hurts me.
Once I'm out of here, I'm going to District 13 to kill the bastard.
...He lives there? - Yeah, and he's going to die there.
...What's his name? - Taha. Know him?
You haven't missed much. I did a job with him. Bad idea.
He's got a warehouse full of weapons.
...He hangs out there with his girl. - What girl?
A junkie he keeps on a chain, like a dog.
She's high as a kite.
Her name's Lola.
Fantômas will be back in two minutes.
There's a seat here in front.
Can I drop you somewhere?
...District 13 is just fine. - Cool.
Good.
...The plan is working as expected. - They're together?
Yes, in the truck. We're tailing them.
Perfect. Congratulations, Colonel.
Breaking out of jail is easier than getting into District 13.
Let's see if Leito's a good guide. Damien can't operate without him.
We have every confidence in your captain.
You'll have to tell me the way. Can we get in without being seen?
Yeah, it's just straight ahead.
...What are you doing? - I don't want to lose you.
Take this shit off me.
...You want to get inside? - Yeah.
From now on, I'm Fantômas. Full speed and straight ahead.
...What now? - Straight ahead.
Turn right.
...I said right! - The steering's screwed.
OK, stop here.
The brakes are gone too!
Roll it into that car, gently.
...Call that gently? - I did what I could.
If you don't like it, find another driver. Take these off.
...You should feel at home. - What are you doing?
You're a liar and a cop. End of story.
...You can't just leave me. - You wanted District 13. Here it is.
Read your manual, the chapter headed “In The Shit.”
Listen, I'm not a cop. Unlock the cuffs, I got you out of jail.
Why did you do that? It's a twisted cop thing to do.
Whatever the reason, I'm not interested.
Even if it could save your sister?
My sister needs me, and no one else.
Shit.
...That's my car you just wrecked. - I'm sorry.
I broke out of jail and stole the truck. Thought I'd be safe here.
You thought you'd be safe?
You're wrong, man. This isn't Monaco.
This is Baghdad.
Tell them to cool it.
Take it easy.
Sorry about your car. Take mine, that way we're quits.
...Have you sold that shitty bomb? - It's not that. It's Leito.
...What about him? - He escaped an hour ago.
Which means he'll be here soon.
Wake up. There's news from your brother.
He's coming to look for you.
...Keep your eyes open. - OK.
...How do you know I'm a cop? - You're too clean, you stink of college.
...Street people have something. - What's that?
...Hatred. - I learnt something else at school.
...Liberty, equality, fraternity. - Water, gas, electricity?
...You don't give a shit for the law. - Not true.
...I'd like the law to be the same for all. - It is the same.
...You're a pit bull who bites to order. - I bite when the law gets broken.
This district was already rotten when I was born.
For my 18th, they built a wall round it.
Did I deserve that punishment? I respected all your fucking laws.
I left school at 14. Not to sell crack, but because the school closed down.
...My only mistake was being born here. - Think burning cars will help?
Know a better way to get ourselves heard?
Not right now.
You know why I'm here? Why I freed you?
...It must be a good cause. - There's a bomb in your shitty district.
If I don't defuse it, District 13 is blown off the map, no one left alive.
If I took your attitude I'd say,
why should I care about two million good-for-nothings?
But there's always a mug like me who thinks the law is worth fighting for.
Are you gonna help me or look after number one like everyone else?
...Is there really a bomb? - I don't even want to know how it got here.
...And Taha's got it? - My bomb and your sister.
That's two reasons to work together.
One more lie and you're dead.
Deal.
...What's the plan? - Tell me about Taha's place.
I sneak in, find the bomb, defuse it. Then we get your sister.
...And I watch it on TV? - You create a diversion.
Taha will come after you, giving me room to work.
Sound all right to you?
...Got a phone? - Yeah.
Hand it over.
...More James Bond than Fantômas. - Very funny.
Leito.
...How did you get my number? - It's on sale inside.
...I hear you're out? - I'm in the factory opposite.
Who are you calling?
...Why are you calling? - I'm with a cop. He's offering a deal.
I'll send K2 to fetch you.
You're fucking crazy.
The plan was to blend into the background.
Get in through the back door, not straight into the lion's mouth.
Forget the police manual. This is District 13.
It's crawling with spies. I know Taha. This is the only way.
So what's your idea? A big fight and whoever survives wins?
No one dies, we gain time and play our only card.
...What? - Curiosity.
Who's this cop Leito's talking about?
Every time I ask a question I get the same answer.
Ever used a dictionary? Find out who this cop is.
And I want him here before he dies.
I'll be back in five minutes.
...It's too risky. - Go in alone and you're dead.
I always work alone and I'm still alive. See you.
I know the place inside out, the exits, tunnels…
...Good for you. Hope your arm's OK. - I know where the bomb is.
You'll never find it without me.
Five minutes ago, you didn't know there was a bomb.
Taha keeps everything valuable in a strongroom.
...Why keep it there? - Where else? The kitchen?
Here's the deal. I let you go, you shut up and do what I say.
Here's the deal. Shut up and get my sister out alive.
If you're good, you get the bomb. Now let me go or we're screwed.
Deal.
This the cop?
...Your insight is amazing. - Very funny.
I'll deal with your pretty face later.
Follow us and don't try anything. We're a bit touchy.
...Do I pay you to sleep? - I nodded off.
...Where is he? - At the back.
...Has he eaten? - He does nothing but.
I've got a nice job to keep you busy.
They could blow up Paris with this lot.
...The truck the bomb was in. - So it's here for sure.
...Want to wait till I come back? - No, thanks.
...So, you're mates with a cop now? - He's not a mate.
...But he can defuse the bomb you stole. - Really?
...When it hits zero, everything blows. - You came to save us?
I've got the code which can save two million lives.
The cop's saving us from a nasty bomb that's about to blow.
What a lovely story.
It's very kind but to be honest, we weren't planning to keep your bomb.
...You want it back? - Yes.
How much?
It will explode in one hour.
What do I care, as long as it's not on my patch?
If you don't want it to blow on your patch, start negotiating.
...Millions will die. - You should have thought of that.
Like when you built it, maybe? So, how much?
One million. Euros.
A million on my right. It's cheap.
Any other bidders?
Two million on my left from trusty K2. Who'll better that?
...Four. - Four million.
Four million on my right.
...How far are you taking this? - Tell me when I reach the limit.
Ten. Ten million on my left.
That's more like it.
So, Blues Brothers. Ten million.
Is it a deal or will it break the bank?
I'll have to finalise the bids.
Ten million, going once…
Going twice…
Twenty.
A proper gentleman.
...K2? - That's fine with me.
20 million.
Sold.
You'll save two million lives at 10 Euros each.
It's cheaper than a Happy Meal.
...How are you paying? - Bank transfer.
Wait for cash and the bomb will blow.
Jamel, give him the number of the Bahamas account.
...I want to see the bomb first. - Funny, I knew you'd say that.
Take a look.
It came without a launcher but I've always got some spares.
We modified an old Russian one. It's ready to go.
You can guess which direction it's pointing in.
All right, cop? You've seen your bomb.
Now make the transfer.
I learnt my lesson, Leito. Now I'm one step ahead.
Get me Kruger. It's urgent.
Eight, four, seven, three, five,
Zulu, Zulu, Fox, Delta, Charlie.
...The transfer is how much? - 20 million Euros.
You're sure the bomb is there?
It's right in front of me. There are 40 minutes left on the clock.
Our budget won't stretch that far. You'll have to find another way. Sorry.
OK, I'll wait. They're just making the transfer.
OK, thank you, Colonel.
20m Euros paid into your account. Now let me stop the bomb.
Not quite yet. Call the Bahamas, make sure the money's there.
That's what I was doing.
...They open in half an hour. - I hope they're on time.
In the meantime, you can wait next door.
Here, on your knees. Face the wall, hands on your head.
Yoyo, guard them until I say so.
...What now? - You wanted to put on a show.
If we'd done it my way we wouldn't be here.
...If your friends paid, we'd be out of here. - We'd be dead.
Think Taha would just let us go?
No point wondering, since they didn't pay.
...At least you know what your life's worth. - You're kidding. I'm worth zero to them.
Damien, there's something not right about your story.
...What's that? - It just smells fishy.
They lose a bomb but they won't pay to get it back.
People are always weird with money.
You're defending them, now?
Not them. But some values are worth defending.
The same as yours, right?
How much time left?
37 minutes.
...We'd better have an idea. - We better had.
I think I've had one.
Go on.
...The tunnel I told you about… - The one you dug with your teeth?
At the entrance to the bogs, next to the lift.
...So Yoyo'll let us both take a piss? - No.
If we find a good reason to go back and see Taha, he'll take us to the lift.
OK. And once we're at the lift?
...Improvise. - Not much of an idea.
...Got another one? - No.
So get going.
...Who told you to stand? - We have to see Taha.
Yeah, right. You have to sit down and you have to shut up.
And you have to be a dickhead. What's your name?
...What's it to you? - For Taha.
When he asks me whose fault it is that he lost 20 million Euros.
...If this is a trick, you're dead. - Deal.
You three come with me, the others keep them covered.
...I'm not sure about this. - Relax. It'll work.
Get ready…
Go!
...It was here! - Your way out is down the pan?
Not bad. You should join the police.
What's going on? Why don't you answer my calls?
...We were in a tunnel. - Stuck in a tunnel, huh?
No, those two fuckers escaped through the tunnel.
...We went after them but… - Wait. Say that again, slowly.
Leito and the cop…
Jamel! What's happening with the transfer?
...Bad news. - He was bluffing?
...Yes. - I knew it.
Never trust a cop, even if your life depends on it.
But that faggot will pay. I'll blow up his bomb.
Taha, I think you should sit back down.
They didn't send the money, but they traced our accounts.
...They've emptied them all. - What accounts?
Bahamas, Riyadh, Karachi, even London. Nothing left. Zero.
How is that possible?
If I ever find out, I'll be king of the world.
Until that happens, I'm just an accountant and I'm going home.
Excuse me.
Taha, if you've no money left, how are you going to pay us?
There's money in the strongroom, they can't touch that.
K2, give me your gun for a minute.
Your gun.
You're just a little bunch of faggots.
What do we do now?
Start by finding those two faggots.
Everybody on the hunt.
Separate!
Get out of the way!
Police.
...How long before the bomb blows? - Ten minutes.
...You can really stop it? - I'm the only one.
OK. You go and stop the bomb, we'll keep your friend.
...I need him. - No way.
OK. Leito and I stay here and you defuse the bomb.
Hurry up, you've got nine minutes.
OK, you two go. I'll wait here. You'll have to come down some time.
If I pull this off, even you'll be glad to see me.
...What's that? - A present from Taha.
Let me unwrap it.
Hey, Genghis. Now you're warmed up, do you fancy a master class?
He's all yours.
...Nice job. Where did you learn that? - At school, I guess.
It's all over, Lola.
No, it's not quite over yet.
Fuck, no network coverage.
That's it.
Don't worry, he's a handcuff specialist. He'll get them off.
Tomaso. I'm with the bomb. I need the code.
...Where are you? - With the bomb.
...Give me the code! - Where exactly?
The roof of a block in District 13. Want a weather report too?
...Good work. We're proud of you. - Give me the fucking code.
Nine, two, nine, three…
… seven, zero, nine, D, thirteen.
Seven, zero, nine, D thirteen. I'll call you back if I'm still alive.
...D 13. Like District 13. - Yeah.
Why is it the same code? 92 and 93, the Paris departments?
Coincidence.
The bomb wasn't supposed to come here. Why does it match this district?
The main thing is to stop it.
...What if it's the opposite? - What?
...You're setting it off, not stopping it. - But why use me?
...It would go off by itself. - To be sure it's in the right place.
That's what your boss asked: “Are you in District 13?”
...A security measure. - It's a trap.
Let me do my job!
...I already saved your life. Trust me. - You can't stop me.
Sorry.
It's gonna blow any minute!
They don't give a fuck about this place.
They couldn't fix it so now they're cleaning it up.
There's not one government office left, not one school or police station.
...The bomb was stolen, wasn't it? - The truck was attacked?
...That's right. - That's what they told you.
How come the truck we saw is undamaged?
Why's there no sign of an explosion?
...A different truck? - It's the same one.
Once they were sure the bomb was well inside District 13,
they called in their pit bull to carry out their mission.
And now you want to set if off?
Why kill two million people over a few problems?
We killed six million for not being blond and blue-eyed.
Sorry.
...Sorry. - Don't do it.
I'd rather die from his mistake than yours.
...Is it over? - This time it's over.
Not quite.
I told you you'd be glad to see me again.
You've got five minutes to get out.
...Can I take a souvenir? - You're welcome to it.
...Very well. Nothing. - It should have blown an hour ago.
...What are we going to do? - No idea. The plan was supposed to work.
...What was that? - A fight?
Go and see.
Mission accomplished. Almost.
At the last minute, we forgot the code. Both of us.
It's all my fault. I've got no head for numbers.
You remembered, didn't you?
You sent me a great guy. We made a fantastic team.
If it wasn't for him, I'd be dead.
What are the numbers?
...92, 93. - Like the Paris departments?
...Yeah. - Weird, huh?
Coincidences.
Then seven, zero, nine. Easy, it's today's date.
Seven, zero, nine.
7th of September, end of the holiday.
A nice bomb, on the day that everyone's sure to be home.
Get rid of all the scum in one go. Tell me if I'm wrong.
So, the code.
That's right, I remember the rest.
D 13. Like District 13.
How could I forget?
...You do it. - You can't set off a bomb in Paris.
The code was to stop the bomb. Are you telling me it sets it off?
...You understand perfectly well. - Explain it to me.
District 13 is out of control.
The tax-payers are scared, sick of paying for that scum.
...A bomb will clean it up? - Undemocratic, but it solves the problem.
Except one. Yours.
Don't, please!
...Don't you want to clean up? - We'll die!
Should have thought of that when you built it.
You thought I'd blow it all sky high, in revenge?
Violence doesn't always solve problems. There are more democratic ways.
Look out the window. And smile.
You got the sound OK?
What the fuck are you doing?
I'm doing my job. You know what that is?
The law is for everyone in this country.
It's my job to make sure no one forgets that.
If you don't get it…
Watch the TV, then you'll understand.
… on the internet, or you can buy your tickets on the train.
There are still no tickets available at stations…
… the computerised reservation system…
District 13 is out of control.
The tax-payers are scared, sick of paying for that scum.
- A bomb will clean it up? - Undemocratic, but it solves the problem.
District 13 is out of control.
The tax-payers are scared, sick of paying for that scum.
- A bomb will clean it up? - Undemocratic, but it solves the problem.
Except one. Yours.
Sure you won't stay on this side? You could afford a nice flat now.
I've got a flat. And this is my place.
I was born here. I just want to live here in peace.
That'll come. They're demolishing the wall on Monday.
The police stations and the schools will open again.
And it's all thanks to you.
My brother's the best. I've known that for a long time.
Smile. You don't look very happy.
I just hope they keep their promises.
Emergency decrees were voted through. They have to be carried out by law.
There's always a mug like me to make sure no one forgets the law.
...Take care. - I don't live in the danger zone.
Your district's more dangerous than mine.
That's a matter of opinion.
Come and see us.
I can't promise.
He'll come. Let's go.
Go on through.
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