Hello, Mr. Mayor.
Mr. Mayor.
20 years, already. I fucking love this city.
A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES
20 YEARS
-Wasn't that beautiful? -Fantastic.
Marseille is winning. Any comment?
You never miss a pass, do you? No comment.
Are you coming home with me or not?
No, Fred will drop you off. Today's the big day for the casino.
-Are you on casino duty, too? -Where Robert goes, I go!
Throw this away and give me the other one.
It's half-time and we're here with Marcelo for an exclusive interview.
Marcelo, what did you think of the first half?
-Can I borrow him for a minute? -Excuse me.
-When will we get the results? -The lab will send them to me next week.
-Try not to worry. -Thank you.
Mr. Mayor, for La Provence.
Thank you.
-Madam President. -Mr. Mayor.
Edmond.
Mrs. d'Abrantès.
I hear you're leading in the polls.
Only an idiot would trust the polls.
Sorry, Mr. d'Abrantès. I didn't see you there.
How could you stand that little lapdog licking your ass for the past ten years?
It's fine, so long as he doesn't bite.
One day you'll have to explain to me why you're giving up.
To take care of my family.
That's a lie.
It's like having a wife and a mistress.
You hold onto the first and stash the second away.
Why do you think I'm handing City Hall over to Barrès?
He respects me like a father.
I'll guide him like a son.
You don't share your mistress with your son.
Who said anything about sharing?
Move it.
The bag.
-Will City Hall get their casino? -Who can say?
See you at the council meeting. You take the lead.
Do you have my glasses, Fred?
Excuse me sir.
This city's too fucking hot.
-Did you enjoy the match, Mr. Mayor? -I love football.
Don't say "football". It's old-fashioned.
You're wrong. It adds a touch of humanity.
It will gain me half a point with the over-70s.
I'm sick of this-- the press, the official visits,
the speeches, shaking hands with people who I don't care about...
-It's hard work. -Not true. You love pressing the flesh.
Pressing the flesh? That's more your thing.
Pressing the flesh...
I know it turns you on.
What are you talking about?
Fred, put our music on, please.
I'm in a meeting.
Let's talk later. Unbelievable... No, I wasn't talking about you.
Speak later. Thank you.
You're terrible.
It's just like an election. Time for round two!
Just a minute.
The cops carried out a raid at Félix Pyat yesterday.
-I'm on it. -I have a friend who can get me in.
Can I take it?
-If you use your real name. -Crimsonne is my mother's name.
But not your father's.
You've been saying that for six months.
I'll call you back.
What's so great about my dad's name?
-It would benefit the paper. -Yes, I bet it would.
But I'm a journalist, not a trophy.
I hired you to do the website, not to edit the paper.
Yeah, thanks.
-Unless you use his name. -Never!
And I'm going to Félix Pyat anyway.
I'm keeping this one.
Can you hide this at your place? I used it on another job.
You just throw the dockers out and send them to Fos!
This is about a whole marina, not just a casino.
The marina is an abomination.
Of course you're against the marina, Chasseron.
The municipal elections are in six weeks
so you're striking a pose.
Deputy Mayor, we all know why you're supporting
the regeneration of the port.
Because I'm on the Port Committee.
Marseille has to move with the times.
There's a gulf between your generation
and today's generation.
You should no longer have a say. This is a city that has to modernize.
And it will do so, whether you like it or not.
Defferre was against the casino. Respect Marseille's history.
Defferre was 30 years ago!
A casino will bring in the mafia.
Exactly!
This is the City Council, not a schoolyard.
Behave yourselves, ladies and gentlemen.
Especially the gentlemen.
Mrs. Marek, please bring a little judicial wisdom
to this circus.
When I was judging corruption cases, I was against the casino,
because casinos are factories for laundering drug money.
But now there are too many restrictions.
That's why I'll support the casino at the Port Committee on Sunday.
The casino will mean a loss of at least 30 million euros
for the mafia who control the illegal slot machines found in local bars.
The Socialists will support City Hall's motion.
The French Party will vote against it.
And we're not that old, Mr. Barrès.
You're not the only one here who represents the younger generation.
Obviously, you're just old men in young bodies,
and everybody knows it.
As President of the Departmental Council, I have a question.
Mr. Mayor, can you tell me why you now support the casino,
when you were always against it?
I'm supporting the whole project--
a marina, hotels,
as well as a casino.
I want Marseille to become the capital of southern Europe.
And you think a casino will open the city up to the Mediterranean?
Just a casino? No.
But a whole complex? Yes.
It's like a beautiful woman. The dress isn't enough.
You need make-up, jewelry,
and a lot of other things besides.
Let's put it to the vote.
What's up?
So who's the girl?
Are you two fucking?
-Can I get through? -Yeah, go ahead.
I need your ambulance.
I told you. I can't.
I'll pay you for it.
Then how do I transport my clients?
Leave me out of your racket.
What racket?
I don't want to move your shit around.
You talk like that in front of your woman?
You're in trouble now, you little fuck.
City Hall's proposal wins the vote!
I hope you're happy. A casino in Marseille!
We've won the first round, Robert.
The Port Committee still needs to sell us the land for the casino or we're fucked.
-They'll sell. -I hope so. Four people may vote with me.
-Good. -Goodbye.
-Shall I come with you? -Yes.
Come on...
Stop it. I didn't come here for that. I need to write my article.
It's okay. I'll introduce you to the guys later.
Do you think they might have filmed the raid?
That would be great for the website.
Sure they did. We'll check later. Come here...
No, don't change the subject. Stop it.
-Come on, now. -Stop it.
No!
Stop it, Éric. I don't want to.
What's wrong with you? Stop it.
Stop it. I said stop...
What the fuck is wrong with you?
Stop it.
Sorry, I was held up.
We won, Lucas.
Now the Port Committee needs to vote in two days' time
in favor of selling us the land for the casino.
See?
Instead of the J1 there will be the marina, the casino...
The ferry company can move to Toulon.
We'll just keep the terminal.
There will be luxury hotels, restaurants...
It will open Marseille up to all the nearby towns.
Like Marbella. Marbella has four million visitors a year.
-I think we can do better. -That's up to you.
Thanks, Robert.
Lucas Barrès.
Yes, by choosing Lucas Barrès as my deputy
I'm backing youth.
I'd be grateful if you greeted him with the same enthusiasm
as you would a Marseille match.
-So you won't give me your number? -No.
Okay.
Why didn't you want to be filmed earlier? Are you famous?
-Come on, Julia. -Get lost.
-You know Éric? -Yeah. And you? Is he your friend?
Yeah, I know him well.
-Julia, I messed up... -Fuck you.
I thought we were together.
I spent five years in Montreal. We were never together.
I waited for you.
I'm sorry.
Didn't you ever love me?
Yes.
Like a brother, since we were kids. It's always been that way.
Then why did we sleep together?
Can you take me home?
Our eldest son is 14.
His friends make 100 euros a day riding scooters in the projects,
warning people if the cops are coming.
You think that makes him want to work for the ferry company?
I know what life is like in the projects.
If I could rebuild it all, I would. But I can't.
I can only speed up the process for those who want to leave.
-Have you dealt with our case? -Of course, but still no news.
Come and see me again after the elections.
I'll have more resources to find you a place.
But what if you're not elected?
We're doing our best to make sure that I am.
Tell your friends
that if they need something, they can come and see me.
Be strong.
And whether I win or lose,
I promise that I will help you.
Thank you.
-Goodbye. -Goodbye, Mr. Rodriguez.
Be strong.
Barbara?
You're late for the Regional Council.
-Damn it! -The car's outside.
I want to go over the list of candidates.
The Rodriguez family were just here. They're good people, but struggling.
-We need to push their case forwards. -Do they live in Félix Pyat?
I've already spoken to the Housing Commission.
See what you can do.
Sneakers and a shirt? I'm not sure about that.
Really?
You're still pretty, of course...
Anyway, let's go.
This is a photo of the judge, Ariane Marek.
Find out her routine and where she lives.
Julia, you weren't meant to be coming home!
-I had a fight with Éric. -You did?
How long have you been hooking up here?
Why?
Two days ago it was some meathead, now it's a chick...
-Where else am I meant to go? -I don't know.
Your mom's house!
-Barbara? -I'm coming.
BLOODY HOLD-UP IN ARLES BANK
SENDER UNKNOWN
Two robbers implicated in robbery of Crédit Méridional bank in Arles
on 19 September 1972
someone just sent me this
-Hey, Dad. -Hi.
-Barbara's with someone. -Good.
I like it when your friend gets laid.
Why?
The more she fucks, the more you visit me.
That's nice.
You smell good.
-What are you doing? -Nothing.
Just some old books.
So...
does she make a lot of noise while she's fucking?
-Is it what we agreed? -Yeah. More even.
-Perfect. -I've given you extra.
Go ahead.
Very good.
I don't know if I'm ready...
Of course you'll be ready, Mom.
I know Bach is a little harder than Sam Smith, but still...
-Should I play Sam Smith instead? -Try it.
Osmont: Is somebody digging for dirt?
Taro: That's what worries me...
-That was wonderful. -It was terrible, Dad!
-Were you even listening? -Yes. It was simple, but beautiful.
Yes, by choosing Lucas Barrès as my deputy
I'm backing youth.
Lucas Barrès.
The Port Committee needs to sell us the land for the casino or we're fucked.
They'll sell.
So there you are, you little bitch.
Huh? So you won't lend your car?
What do you think is gonna happen now?
When you live in our ghetto, you sign a contract. Get it?
-Do you get it, you little fuck? -Don't do this!
When I ask for your car, you give it to me.
-You say yes. -I'll say yes. Just don't fucking do it!
So it's yes now? Now he's saying yes.
That's good.
-But it's too late. -Oh, fuck...
We should set fire to you instead.
You were perfect, Lucas.
I was your age when I became Mayor.
I made it and so will you.
Sometimes I wonder if you're a wolf or a lamb.
I'm glad you wonder that.
Do you know the answer?
I think I have an ability to appear to people
as they want me to be.
And you think that makes you a man of principle?
We may share the same hypocrisies,
but I still have principles.
Who ran the Departmental Council before you?
Your husband, right?
You were fast-tracked.
You're no saint yourself.
Just tell me what you want.
You know what I want.
I need your representative to vote with me on the casino.
Is your position really that fragile?
Not at all. I'm doing this for Marseille.
Honestly, the projects in Montreal were nowhere near this bad.
The cops raided some kids at Félix Pyat yesterday.
Yes, I told you that.
It was just a bunch of kids smoking. It's hardly a scandal.
Yes, but I didn't know you were there.
I never tell you these things. It could make life difficult for you.
The mayor's daughter can't go just anywhere.
Yeah, yeah...
-What makes Marseille great... -Can't you squeeze your own juice?
What makes Marseille great is that the people here hate it
when you talk about their city in a certain way.
But if you spoke about it like any normal city,
without the football, the violence or the drugs,
they'd hate it.
That's Lucas.
-Hi. -How are you?
-Your hair suits you like that. -Thanks.
-Morning, Robert, Rachel. -How are you?
You want a coffee?
Coffee would be great. Strong with one sugar.
Your mom can't make me orange juice but he gets a coffee?
-It's the big day. -Yes.
-What are you playing? -A suite by Bach.
-What did she play yesterday? -Sam Smith, Dad.
-Can you take an interest for once? -He can't help it!
Anyway, I liked the...
Smith...
I'll get ready.
You see? I can't even say his name.
I checked online. There's nothing.
One piece in the paper, but that doesn't count.
We're safe.
The watches are gone.
What do you mean?
-You hid them? -They got burned in my car.
Be serious, Éric.
It was Farid. He was waiting for me.
With those two black dudes. I couldn't stop him.
What the fuck have you done?
-Are you stupid? -Yeah, I'm stupid.
-Just like everybody says. -I don't care about them.
But now we're in deep shit.
Fuck!
Mr. Mayor?
You're not picking up on your cell. It's your wife.
I don't even know where it is.
Hello?
She hung up.
-Didn't I give you a sheath for it? -No, my wife doesn't like sheaths.
She says it spoils the fun.
Here it is. What do I have tomorrow?
Tomorrow... the farmer's market with Barrès,
the museum with financiers, lunch at police headquarters...
Okay, okay. What about now?
The casino developer is waiting.
-Where? -In the auditorium with the investors.
This is Jetty 1, which will be used in the construction of the casino.
The Port Committee will be voting on sale of the site tomorrow.
There are several key areas, as you can see.
This creates a real extension.
It's a magnificent project.
The port, the marina, the casino...
Sorry I'm late. Carry on.
I'm just explaining how your project will change the city.
We've supported regeneration for years. We'll do what Shanghai did.
Shanghai became the world's number one port
by developing business centers
that attracted investors from all over the world.
That's our goal.
Mr. Barrès, the Mayor has pretty much appointed you
as his successor.
How long have you known each other?
It must be at least 20 years.
I was studying in Aix and he was a doctor.
I got sick and he agreed to treat me for free.
He was a great man, even then. He even paid for my medication.
I think our bond began...
In those neighborhoods he needs to push his working-class accent.
For the popular vote.
The masses love it when you speak like they do.
Principles are the measure of a man. That's what politics needs.
Your bond with Mr. Taro also stems from your childhood as an orphan.
You lived in children's homes, foster families...
Yes, but that's all behind me.
Now I see life as a gift and happiness as a battle.
Not bad.
I wonder if maybe he and Julia might...
Speak for yourself.
Why?
What's the age gap between you and Lucas?
Three years?
I like older men, darling.
You're right. We know what we're doing!
There it is.
Too late. That's your fault.
You won't let me keep it in a pocket next to my heart or my balls.
In my back pocket I would break it
and on my belt you say I look like an old cop.
Where am I meant to keep it?
Thank you.
Are you nervous about tonight's concert?
Don't worry, you'll be fine. You always get stressed beforehand.
The results will come in a few days.
Yeah. I don't think they're good.
You took the same studies as I did, after all.
But I'll prescribe something for the pain.
Get me a prescription.
-You'll have to pick it up yourself. -I'll send somebody.
And the photo?
It's gone.
What if it comes back?
I don't know how you cope.
I've started taking again. A little.
-You thought she seemed nervous? -She's always nervous!
I thought she looked very relaxed.
-What will you have? -Champagne.
I thought you hated it.
I'm not 15 anymore, by the way!
Now that you mention it... I guess you're right.
-You look stunning. -You're the non-drinker.
Copying my dad again!
Hello, kids.
You were magnificent.
I don't know why you were worried. It was sublime.
-Thank you. -Better than Sam Smitt!
I played a wrong note in the final gigue.
Nobody will have noticed, darling.
-Nobody noticed, I promise. -That's reassuring!
Lucas! Come over here, please.
-That was great. -I'm not so sure...
Mrs. Marek, tomorrow is the vote on the sale of the J1 for the casino.
Ariane, you're a persuasive speaker.
-You'll convince them. -Not all of them.
Look, I'll give you a list. Don't worry.
No, I don't need it.
I'm having lunch with the four guys nominated by ministerial order.
-Who are they? -You know, the experts.
In urban development, economics, environment.
I know them. They'll vote as I do.
So you're a man of your word?
-A woman of my word. -I know. Only kidding!
Thank you.
On Wednesday the City Council voted to regenerate the port
on the J1 site.
I need hardly remind you that this vote will only carry any weight
if we agree to sell the site to the City of Marseille.
It's our property.
That's the topic of this meeting.
-Judge Marek isn't here. -She also missed a meeting earlier.
Too bad. We'll start without her.
-Can we still vote? -Yes.
We'll just put her down in the minutes as being absent.
-Yes, Costa? -Something's up. I don't like it.
-The judge isn't here for the vote. -Shit!
-They're down to 14 people. -I'm on my way.
Put the siren on. Get me to the Port Committee, quick!
Regional Prefect?
I believe the port should be modernized so I'm in favor of the sale.
-Development Minister? -In favor.
And the representative for the Minister of Finance?
In favor.
You don't want a casino?
No, we don't.
Who do you work for?
Next, the employee reps of the Marseille Port Association.
Against the sale.
Okay, you can go.
-Mr. Ridoret? -Against the sale.
-What's the latest? -It's a tie.
And the Ministry of Public Accounts?
-Against the casino. -So against the sale.
Excuse me.
What the hell is going on here? Where is Judge Marek?
You can stay, Mr. Mayor, but allow us to proceed.
The votes of the last two local representatives will be decisive.
Mr. Chasseron?
Against the sale.
Neck and neck again.
And finally, Mr. Barrès, representative for Marseille City Council.
You will cast the deciding vote.
I've decided to vote... against the sale.
The vote is cast, which means that the Marseille Port Committee
will refuse to sell the J1 site to the City.
Thank you, all.
20 years.
I've waited 20 years for this.