When you're under stress, it takes less than a millisecond
for a nerve signal to hit your brain.
And just as long for it to send a command back to your hand.
Two thousandths of a second.
That's how fast the course of a life can change.
For the better…
or for the worse.
Pretty short window to make a call that could change everything.
Kid, you don't want me to go report this to Selma right now,
so you're gonna have to kill me.
You don't even want to talk about it? Come on.
Let me guess, he talked you into this with those sad puppy eyes of his?
If we give them Oz, we get a clean slate.
You, me,
The Fixer…
Even Selma.
A fresh start, Niko.
Clean.
Whatever you say, Lyna.
A quiet life waiting for Damocles to kill us eventually.
Damocles will come for you either way.
Was I talking to you?
You're gonna need some coffee.
Tell me, how long before Varda decides he's had enough of us?
And what happens once he does?
There are two ways to escape Damocles.
My way…
or this.
Mm-hmm.
So, one small detail.
Selma.
-She'll never be up for it. -I'm not asking for her opinion.
Assuming… It's completely impossible, but assuming she's in.
After everything we've done, you really think the cops will let us off the hook?
My boss is an asshole.
And I thought it's just you.
But he's pragmatic.
-He's interested in Damocles, not you. -He does have one condition.
He wants Oz alive.
What? Uh, Amytis, sorry, do you have something stronger than coffee, please?
-Um, sure. -Appreciate it.
Okay.
We have to find Oz, bring him back alive
behind Selma's back, who wants him dead.
-That's it, right? That's-- -A lot to ask, I know.
No, it's not a lot. This plan's pretty much impossible!
It's either that or Selma and her resistance.
So, tell me that's the best way to go and, I swear, hand to God, I'll go with it.
Well, the resistance…
I've never been able to stand cops, but those guys…
they're total scumbags.
Thanks.
Worst pieces of shit in the underworld, all pulled together by The Carny.
That bastard Simoni, he runs the organ trafficking ring.
Baïer's the devil of the underground workshops.
This is garbage! Get your shit together!
Turce runs the prostitution rings.
And that's the mighty resistance for you.
Right.
Ah.
But I guess Selma likes them better than Damocles.
Mm.
They hate her and they'll try to murder her sooner or later, and us too.
Mm.
Okay.
We'll do it your way.
But listen to me.
You can't screw this up, kid.
Because we're talking about The Fury here.
-You get me, don't you? -Mm-hmm.
Mm.
I just got word. Oz is coming to Paris.
I'm going to need your help.
Okay.
Got confirmation from several sources. Intel's solid. Oz is coming to Paris.
But… I thought Oz never came out himself.
True. But he probably didn't have a choice because of the resistance.
We've been making a mess here.
We're hitting all of his shady businesses and humiliating his crew.
Who is that? Go! Go!
If he wants to regain control of Paris…
You got it?
…he'll have to handle it himself.
-Let's go! -Oz will be on the streets.
And we'll take advantage of that to eliminate him.
What?
That an issue?
Mm… No, no. It's just that, uh…
He's really high-profile, so he's not someone you just walk up to, right?
That's true. So, we'll just follow Varda. He'll lead us to his boss.
-Varda? -Yeah.
But Varda… He's, uh… He's super paranoid.
He'll spot us in a second if we follow him.
That's just fucking crazy.
Well no, it's simple. Varda leads us to Oz, we kill Oz,
and Damocles collapses like a house of cards.
And since you're the one closest to Varda,
you'll figure out what to do, right?
Obviously I can trust you.
-You okay, Niko? -Mm. Mm.
In the meantime, you just keep doing what Varda tells you to do.
But with a touch of rebellion.
Should be easy for you.
Get out!
Move!
It's the last time I'm doing one of your stupid missions.
Are you always so dramatic?
That wasn't the end of the world, was it?
Really? Well, then maybe you do it next time.
There.
I like that.
A little rebellion. I was starting to think it'd never come.
All right. Bring Henri. Got something to show you.
Put him over there.
Lyna, I told you. You gotta earn your place around here.
Wanna stop doing the dirty work? Show me you can handle it. All right.
Hi. Did you think you could keep running your operation without us noticing?
Wait, Varda. Come on, let's talk.
Always the same, isn't it?
Whenever a new order takes over,
the old one refuses to admit it's finished.
But we'll make sure he gets the message once and for all.
Isn't that right?
Sit down. Make yourself comfortable.
I see you, you know?
I've been watching you for a while.
Damocles is always looking for talent. You could go far with us.
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-And Selma? -Selma.
Adorable.
Selma… Selma's in the past.
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She'll end up in this chair one day. I already have a design in mind for her.
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Nah, you should be thinking about yourself right now.
I'm not ungrateful. I remember.
Hey! Henri!
But you'll have to prove your loyalty.
So tell me, how do I prove my loyalty?
Paris is way too restless right now.
You know, we've got lots of questions.
Maybe you can find us some answers.
Oh, fuck it.
Find out who's attacking us, and bring them here.
So?
What do you think?
Dammit! How many times do I have to tell you?
Why not? I'm sick of being out in the field!
These guys haven't held a fucking gun in 20 years.
It's not a jab, I just wanna be involved.
Maybe some day, but not today.
How much longer do I have to be at the kids' table, Dad?
Until you stop lashing out at me in front of my associates.
Kids, am I right?
Selma.
Lyna has hooked Varda.
We'll attack Oz as soon as he arrives.
Will you guys be ready?
You think we're amateurs?
We'll be there. Just tell us where.
We're finally going to kill Oz,
and after that, no one's gonna stop us from reclaiming Paris.
So, if we wanna take Paris back from Damocles, we'll need weapons.
And I mean heavy artillery.
Assault rifles, armor-piercing rounds, vests…
-Damocles' arsenal. -Right.
Trafficker who supplies them is in town with a full container.
You want us to steal them?
Shut up, Simoni. Let her finish.
No.
I've got another idea.
We'll buy them. You take care of Oz, I'll do the rest.
Did you know him?
No, but it's the second one in three weeks.
At this rate, we'll be running out of room on the wall soon.
Why didn't you shoot yesterday?
-I never properly-- -Why didn't you shoot?
I panicked, Iris.
Mm.
That whole mess reminded me of Keïta, so I panicked, that's all.
Tossar wants to reopen Keïta's case.
I'll say you resisted arrest.
Are you okay?
Yeah, yeah, all good.
And, uh, he asked me to keep an eye on you as well.
Oh, well, go figure.
Hey. Look, I'm here, I was honest.
We're a team, right?
We're a team.
Good.
I'm glad you know you can trust me.
And you can talk to me as well. Whenever you want.
Okay?
Iris.
How can I make it up to you?
Hmm…
I'm sure you'll think of something.
Mm… So good.
-That good, huh? -Mm.
-Yeah. -Mm.
-Can I have a piece of radish? -Sure.
-How about this one? -Okay. No.
Okay. What's wrong with that one.
-Mm. -How'd you know this restaurant?
Mm… I used to come here a lot.
Before. I used to come here a lot.
-With your ex? -With my ex.
-You can say it, you know. -Hmm.
You still see her?
Mm.
Well, it's complicated.
-Exes, right? -Exes, yeah.
My ex sold my car to buy crypto.
-Mm-hmm. -Amazing.
It's why I take the metro.
Okay.
And you?
Mm…
Not much of a talker, are ya?
No.
I'm not used to this anymore. Like, to this, um…
This game. I mean, it's not unpleasant.
-No, no… It's okay, no worries. -It's just… Okay.
We could skip the talking part.
What do you think?
What am I doing?
Shit, that's funny.
Exactly what I was gonna ask you, man.
So how the fuck are you?
Hey, your girlfriend's super hot.
Good for you.
What do you want?
The kid.
Where is he?
Ha. No, no, no.
That's not gonna work.
There's cameras everywhere these days. You can cut the shit.
I saw you on the hotel's surveillance video.
That's you, right?
What were you doing there?
Wait, don't tell me.
You were doing some research on little Léon?
You know, I stopped by your office today.
Mm.
So you're Damocles' lapdog now.
-A man's gotta eat, you know? -Mm-hmm.
Come on, don't make me ask you again.
You're really gonna kill a cop in a restaurant?
Do you actually think I give a fuck?
The kid?
He's safe.
-Witness protection. No clue where he is. -Bullshit.
Why on earth would I lie?
Hmm?
He's got a bunch of cops around him, you couldn't get near him anyway.
Soon he's gonna lead us to Oz.
We're gonna send you and your buddies to jail.
How do you like that?
I wonder how your boss is gonna take the news.
If you'll excuse me, someone's waiting for me.
Too bad you can't say the same, right?
Hm.
Take care, asshole.
Léon. Time to…
You know, in my experience, a bed is way more comfortable for sleeping.
Well, I know, but
I'm scared of being found.
Hey. You're safe here.
I promise.
Okay?
You were hiding the day he came. Right?
Did you see his face?
You talk when I tell you!
Got it?
Do you know anything?
My dad was murdered too.
Same thing as your mom.
I was sad.
Scared.
Really angry.
I wanted to find out who did it.
And did you?
Did you find the guy?
Yeah.
The man who killed my mom…
He's the Tuesday Man.
I can show you if you want.
Mm-hmm.
-So, Oz is the Tuesday Man? -Yeah.
Turns out he visited his mom one Tuesday a month.
-He was probably supporting her. -A whore?
Why would you say that? She wasn't a whore.
León was hiding in the closet when he came. He saw the two of them arguing.
I'm done, here it is.
Is that Oz?
Can you find him with that?
Well…
Ah, okay. Well, that doesn't help.
Your Tuesday Man looks a lot like the Monday or Thursday Guy.
What are we supposed to do with this?
Do you remember anything else? Even something small, any little detail?
Whatever. Did you hear his voice, for example?
I don't remember. Can I go to bed?
No, you've gotta push through. This is very important.
You do realize you're the only one who can recognize him.
-So you'll have to-- -Go ahead. It's fine. Go to bed.
You're getting attached.
How many times have I told you not to get attached?
You're making this harder than it should be.
Know how long this kid's expected to live?
That's a horrible thing to say.
Maybe it's horrible, but it's true.
Any news on Varda?
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No. Nothing yet.
FIXER ARMS DEAL TOMORROW. NORTHERN BELTWAY 3 PM
The weapons deal is happening tomorrow.
I have to get ready.
-I'm coming with. -No.
You should keep an eye on Varda.
Don't worry, I'm not going alone.
Sorry, are you busy?
You wanna settle the score for what I did to your kid?
Selma!
She's not my kid.
Mm-mm. You can put that away.
I just came to talk.
You can either do what your dad says and never get anywhere
or you can come with me.
It's totally up to you.
Oh! You read cards?
They were my mother's.
Well, I used to read them.
But it got boring eventually, because they always said the same thing.
So I quit.
But I'll make an exception for you.
I'm curious to see what they've got to say.
Hmm.
Cards are like people, you know?
You can let them tell you how to live…
or you can say, "Screw it,"
and simply take your life back.
What're you proposing here?
I need someone by my side during the weapons deal.
I'd be happy to bring you along.
What's that expression again?
"Divide and conquer"?
Shall we turn them over and see your future,
or do you already know what it's gonna be?
What will you tell them? Convince them to sell it to us instead of Damocles?
Me? I'm not telling them anything.
You're doing it, not me.
I know where and when the weapons are being delivered.
All we have to do is make them believe Damocles sent us.
I'm here to see Wagner. Delivery for Damocles.
I don't have a gun.
Here you go. Stay here and keep watch.
Let's go. Come on.
-Little busy right now. -They're on the move.
Varda got two armored cars, he's getting ready to leave.
-Oz? -Yeah, I think so.
You'll have to manage without me. Call Lyna and don't mess this up.
Okay. Who the hell are you?
We came to talk to Wagner.
We're your new buyers.
No one told me anything.
They're moving.
Lyna, we've got eyes on them. Can you confirm?
I see them. Confirmed, it's Varda. Let's do this.
What do you want?
We wanna speak with Wagner.
Never met a Wagner.
Damocles is your biggest client.
You expect me to believe your boss didn't come along?
All right, apparently you know your stuff.
So, where's Ravarez? Varda's guy.
He's the one I usually deal with.
He sends his apologies, he got held up.
Go fuck yourself!
So Varda sent us instead.
Guys, back off a bit, okay? You're too close. He'll see us.
Varda broke off from the group. Keep following them, I'll handle him.
We're leaving Paris right now, probably heading to an airfield.
Bet you Oz is arriving in style. Probably a chopper or a private plane.
I let the guys at the fairground know. I'll keep you posted.
Shit.
Hey, look what I just found, bro.
Fuck. He got rid of his phone.
Yo. Check that out.
Pretty nice phone, too. It's mine now.
Fuck. Come on.
-Yeah? -I lost Varda.
You've got access to the city cameras, right? We can track him with that?
I'm in the 12th, I'll send the address. This is our only chance to catch Oz!
Give me a minute.
Show me the cameras of the 12th.
Uh, sorry, I forgot the magic word. Show me the cameras of the 12th now.
-There. -Okay, perfect. This case is confidential.
Can you get out?!
Okay, I got him. Make a U-turn.
Yeah?
Okay.
Is there a problem?
Nope, no problem.
But we got a better offer. Kill 'em!
What the fuck! I did what you said! What do we do?
We improvise, baby.
It's gonna blow!
Get them! Around the other side!
Make a right.
Keep going straight, you're almost there.
You'll take care of this. Okay?
How are ya? Taking a break? Chillin'?
Do you need anything? Bean bags, you know? Or cocktails?
-No thanks, appreciate it. -Ah-ha. You stupid idiots.
Get your motherfucking asses to the surveillance room!
We can't. Elie kicked us out.
-Move! -Okay.
Elie!
Going into the Grand Palais Immersif.
-Get him. -Open the door!
-Be careful. -I'll call back.
What were you doing in here?
What the fuck is going on? Who were you talking to?
Denon, pull up the footage he was checking just now.
Let's go!
What are you doing here?
The blonde lady has a point. No one else can recognize him.
I can help you.
-No. -Why?
It's too dangerous. I can't bring you with me. You stay here.
I just wanna help.
You just missed the deal of the century.
What are you doing?
We should check who called him, right?
SIMONI - CALLING
Is it done? Did you kill them?
Hey, can you hear me? Hey!
So that bastard Simoni ratted us out?
Does he wanna get rid of you?
Let's keep this to ourselves for now.
We'll deal with this later.
Let's get the merchandise. Your dad's waiting.
Are you kidding me?
Let me help.
No, Léon, you're pissing me off. Get back in the car.
He killed my mother.
Besides, I can recognize him.
-Look at me. -What?
Stay close to me and do as I say, okay?
-Okay. Okay. -Right when I say it.
My informant has a lead.
-I was helping her. -"Her"?
-She located Oz. -Where?
We can't intervene, if Oz sees cops--
Listen to me, jackass. You think you're so smart.
You tell me where he's hiding right now,
or I'm having Internal Affairs reopen Keïta's case.
Know what they do to cops in prison?
I found it.
The camera he accessed is at the Grande Palais Immersif.
Come on, let's go.
CERGY PONTOISE AIRFIELD
Something's off here, Simon.
The hell is the matter now?
Have you ever seen an airport without a single plane?
Oh.
I see a helicopter, 12 o'clock.
Stay put, guys, we're in position.
Sure, just don't screw up.
Welcome to Paris, jackass.
One bullet, and game over.
He does have one condition. He wants Oz alive. That's the deal.
-Don't… I'll do it, give it to me. -What are you talking about? Why?
-You're not gonna like my answer. -No, come on, no.
I know what you'll say. You beat me that one time at the range, blah, blah.
Give me a break, man.
There he is.
Fuck! What's wrong with you? You crazy?
The fuck was that? Goddammit! Do it!
-Lyna made a deal with the cops, Simon. -What?
If we bring them Oz alive, they'll let us off the hook.
-The fuck are you doing? -Think about the life we could have.
Are you for real?
Let's do it! Let's go.
-Why aren't they protecting him? -He's there!
Open fire!
Fuck!
Oz was never supposed to come here.
-Go, go! -It's a trap, Fixer.
Let's get out of here. Fuck.
All I want
Is to be with you
When the sun shines I don't want to fight with you
All I want
Is to be with you
Okay. Stay here.
You hear me? I'll be back, stay here.
Watch out!
Start the car!
Start the car, goddammit! Start the car! Let's go!
The trap worked.
What about the kid?
The cops got him.
No.
The cops don't have Léon, I'm sure of it.
-I'm sorry, sir. -Mm.
I'm disappointed, Varda.
Guess I'll have to take care of it myself.
ANONYMOUS - NEW MESSAGE THE POLICE ARE HERE!
You were followed.
Due to a reported bomb threat, we must evacuate immediately.
Please proceed to the nearest exit.
Due to a reported bomb threat, we must evacuate immediately.
Please proceed to the nearest exit.
Léon? Léon!
Hey. Are you okay? Come on, let's go.
Come on.
Hey, Léon, look at me.
-Calm down. -He's here.
Not anymore, he left. He's not here.
Try to breathe.
Keep going. That's it, keep breathing.
Good job, kid.
-Elie. -They're closing off the area, get out.
Okay, copy that.
Elie, I lost him.
He knew you were coming. There's a mole in your team.
That goes over there.
What the fuck happened at the airport?
-It was a trap. -What the fuck happened?
Those fuckers were waiting for us.
Those pieces of shit!
Hey. Help me out over here, come on.
Where were you? It was a complete shitshow on the tarmac.
Same here, someone ratted us out.
Shit really hit the fan, but we still brought back the guns.
-Your daughter really did good. -Ah.
Did what you had to do, right? Want a trophy or something?
Yeah, piss off.
So, what do we do now?
I didn't know you smoked.
Mm.
Sometimes.
Anything else I'm not aware of?
Lots.
You?
Same.
Ever think about quitting all this?
When my mother told me I had to take over for her and become The Fury, I took off.
Eight months. In Japan.
What'd you do there?
Ate sushi.
Lots of sushi.
I also learned aikido.
I needed a break.
Just a little time off.
My mother helped me see.
But there's something you don't get, so I'll tell you this once and for all.
Running away is useless.
No.
I disagree with you.
Look at your resistance.
Right? They tried to bring you down.
No reason to keep pushing.
Plus, now that Oz knows we're after him, game over.
-It's hopeless. He's untouchable. -Nobody's untouchable.
Not for me.
I've got a plan to get to Oz.
You'll hand the resistance over to Damocles.
Give them the names of the guys who betrayed me,
Damocles takes them out, and you win Varda's trust.
Hello?
Let's go.
Hey.
Okay. They were right where you said they'd be.
We got rid of them thanks to you. Not bad.
Except Varda's not stupid. He'll suspect it's a trap.
Absolutely. So the way to win his trust is simple. Just hand me over.
No.
No, no.
No, Selma, you don't get…
You don't know what he's capable of.
Don't worry, you just do as I say.
And you'll get another shot at killing Oz.
And Selma?
I sent three teams.
Apparently, it wasn't enough.
She's on the run now.
-Your aunt is full of surprises. -Selma.
We have to get out of here, there are more coming.
It's okay, we'll find her.
So…
What do you want?
Oz.
I want to see him. nd her.