Allahu Akbar!
Shame on the French!
Shame on France!
Where's your superior?
Are you Captain Van der Weyden?
Yes.
The kid's gone postal.
I'm going in.
Hey, I'm unarmed!
Nutcase!
Allahu Akbar! Shame on the French!
The kid's gone ballistic.
He's gone totally berserk.
Maybe it's his father's death.
Huh?
I said maybe it's his father's death.
No way, you crazy?
Maybe you're right.
Otherwise the balconies would be overflowing.
His homeland, France...
he just can't stomach it.
We didn't accept him, so he went berserk.
Then they find religion, Islam and all that.
Think so?
It's a lot for kids like that.
They go berserk and they end up doing this.
And what he's doing now,
it's beyond comprehension.
That's it.
What's going on, sir?
Nothing. Stay back.
Look, it's Mohamed.
It's that hoodlum again, shooting up the place.
He went crazy.
Well, Sergeant? What's the plan?
Wait till he gets tired.
Yeah...
The whole generation's crazy.
Yes. Anyway, we'll try to capture him alive.
Good.
Well?
Capt'n?
What's happening?
They're gonna storm the place, it'll be a bloodbath.
I feel it. So I'll go myself.
- You? - Yes.
Oh, fuck!
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I repeat, the child is deceased.
Mission aborted.
It's no joke.
Weird, we wanted to kill him and now he's dead.
Fuck! Our castle got destroyed!
The tide came in, brainless.
What's going on?
That black kid put a bullet in his head.
Mohamed?
Yeah, the nigger.
I'll walk you.
Don't just stand there, guys.
Fuck this!
That's enough.
Don't move.
Good horse.
Let's go for a walk.
Mr. Lebleu? Hello.
Hello.
Your wife said you'd be here.
Beautiful animals.
- They Boulonnais? - Yes.
Magnificent, your horses.
See that, Carpentier?
This animal's the most beautiful thing on earth,
that and a woman's body.
Right, girl?
Pretty lady.
Yeah.
Carpentier, I had a dream when I was a tyke.
It was to ride a horse.
Maybe Mr. Lebleu will let you ride.
Would that be alright, Mr. Lebleu?
- We can try. - Let's try.
Let's go.
Come on.
Well?
Hey! You can't just mount like that.
You need the bridle.
Easy there.
Ready?
Is your partner coming? We could use him.
Here, beautiful.
Stand closer.
Mount straight up, not across.
Go on!
Move up!
Fuck!
There you go.
Move your seat up.
- Easy. - Walk.
Easy.
Grab onto the mane. Come on, walk.
Hold onto the mane.
Walk.
This way!
Easy, girl.
Oh you're pretty!
Aren't you pretty?
Oh you're pretty!
Carpentier, I'm doing it!
Come on.
Atta girl!
Come on.
Walk.
Atta girl.
So, Mr. Lebleu?
You never said the victims were your brother and his wife.
You never asked.
Really?
Is that so?
Atta girl.
You ain't on a girl.
- Really? - You're on a male.
- You're bullshitting me. - No.
I don't kid around.
Holy shit!
What's that?
I told you, it's a male.
That was beautiful, Capt'n!
Just beautiful!
Yeah, but...
I mistook a boy for a girl.
Mr. Lebleu? Come here a sec.
I'd like to know why you and your brother quarreled.
It's been going on for 30 years.
Since my folks' inheritance.
He got the farm, and I got my brother Dany.
That's often the case when money's at stake.
Things get messy in families.
It's not uncommon.
I've got no tears to shed for my brother.
I married years later. My wife doesn't even know.
So just do your job.
Yes, but this is a criminal investigation...
into the deaths of your brother and his wife.
What you say doesn't make you...
any more innocent.
What?
It doesn't make you innocent.
Like I said, do your job.
I'll have to question your brother Dany though.
If you want.
I also want to thank you
for letting me ride your horse. It was very moving.
Brought back a few memories, did it?
Yeah, as a youngster...
I would've loved to ride.
It's a childhood dream
that just came true.
Time to go, sir.
- OK? - Where?
There...
So Mr. Lebleu, the brother who died on the farm...
Did you ever go there? No? You stayed put?
He never came by, he kept to himself?
County Sheriff, after all, so...
An investigation. No joke.
Several people are dead, so...
You don't care, do you?
Why won't you answer?
I'm gonna get some air, because...
I've had it!
We won't get a peep out of him.
Did you get anything out of my brother-in-law?
Not much.
Poor thing.
- Well, Capt'n? - What?
Nothing.
Can't a man piss in peace in this yard?
Well, kid?
Your poor old bike.
Is the kid home?
Yes, Capt'n.
Capt'n? Your fly's open.
Attractive woman, Mrs. Lebleu.
If I'd had that tyke with that woman, he'd get a good thrashing.
Now...
I'm waiting for the dead to rise.
He's the Imam's son.
Shit, the cops!
Well, he hit on me...
Me and Jennifer didn't say anything.
He said I was terrific.
He asked me out.
Yeah, I know.
I dunno...
I guess he just snapped, with his religion and all...
Yeah, OK.
Later.
Capt'n, it's for you.
I just don't see how those pigs could have...
gobbled that girl up.
The whole body.
Not even 20 years old. We saw her only yesterday.
I know, Capt'n, I saw her too.
It's a real mess.
All these bodies.
How could someone do such a thing?
It could be an accident. Maybe she slipped.
No, this wasn't an accident.
It's like Lebleu who...
we found in his tank. No.
These were crimes.
Horrific ones, even.
It's worse than the... the Holocaust here.
I'm gonna take a walk.
Oh, there you are.
Since last night, I've cut the pig in half.
The bones are undigested.
She died at... 12:30 AM...
- Lieutenant... - What?
Not a simple man, your Captain.
Know what they call him?
"The Fog."
You picked the wrong day, Carpentier.
It's the majorette, Capt'n, Mrs. Campin.
What about her?
She was found dead.
At Goose Point.
We should've protected that woman, Carpentier.
Is she whole?
Thankfully, she's whole...
but dead.
Goddamnit, Carpentier!
Think she just washed up like a mussel on a rock?
Well?
Notify her husband.
A minute of silence over there, please!
It's hell on earth now, Carpentier.
Everyone around Lebleu is dropping like flies.
Wife, lover, mistress...
But maybe this one we could've saved.
Attractive woman.
She was too hot to trot.
Reminds me of those Flemish paintings, the nudes...
The ones with those fat naked ladies.
Somebody decided to tidy up a little.
What do you mean, Capt'n?
An... exterminator.
The extermination of all the degenerates.
In a word, the Devil.
And the Terrier girl?
Remember leaving Mrs. Campin's place?
We saw the Bhiri kid and Aur駘ie Terrier together.
Read this.
It was found on the young man's computer.
She humiliated him, Carpentier.
Humiliated him.
And the kid snapped.
He found religion, Islam, and all that horseshit.
That why she got eaten by pigs?
No. Exterminated.
Exterminated, Carpentier.
It's not the same thing.
This is hell, here.
We're going head to head with the Devil.
Let's roll. Onward!
Giddyup, horses!
Whatcha doing there, Dany?
Cut it out! You're gonna get kicked.
Giddyup!
Dany, stop that!
Giddyup horses!
Stop! You're acting crazy!
Stop it!
Are you crazy?
Look what you did!
Stop!
Just look what you're doing!
Pa! Come quick!
Pa! Tiger got loose!
Quit it, Dany!
What's gotten into you two!
Shit!
It never ends!
Come here, girl.
Enough already!
Gimme your nose.
Hand me the whip.
It wasn't me! He was the one fooling around.
- It never ends! - It was him.
I don't care who it was!
But he did it on purpose.
Let's go inside. Watch yourselves.
You're here?
We're leaving...
to go visit the Terriers.
What a terrible tragedy.
Gimme your hand.
- Here, pappy. - Thanks.
There.
I'll walk you across the street.
OK. Thank you.
Big animals, aren't they?
Yeah. They remind me of...
those Flemish paintings by...
What's that painter's name?
They're like...
that woman's body we found on the beach this morning.
How so?
All these creatures remind me of that.
They're like naked ladies.
Is that so?
They're naked.
I'm very moved.
OK, let's roll.
Oh, I remember now.
The Flemish painter I couldn't remember.
- Peter Paul Rubens. - Who?
Rubens.
Strange bird, that one.
We found the body of a corpse on the beach, Mr. Lebleu.
Your late brother's mistress.
All the suspects have been murdered!
So...
Plus, we found the girl next door butchered by pigs.
Everything revolves around this spot.
I don't know why, or how, but...
Everything revolves around here, see?
Mr. Lebleu, the earth smells good, but...
here, it's sour.
You're gonna get dirty down there.
You're making me late. I've got a show.
OK.
Alright.
- What kind of show? - Horses.
Great!
All your silliness has made me late.
I'll never be on time.
Come here, sweetie.
Walk!
It's very sad, ma'am.
Should we cuff him?
Don't get exterminated, Carpentier!
The Demon's got you!
What do you mean, Capt'n?
Onward, Carpentier!
I was kidding. C'mon, I was just kidding!
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