If you leave, it's over.
The Furies, the two of us…
You get what I'm saying?
'Cause we'll be on different sides.
You covered for him, Simon. You lied to me.
You're lucky I still need you.
But not for much longer.
With Selma, it's complicated.
I wanted to get her out of this whole mess, but it backfired.
On one side, there's Selma and her resistance,
on the other, Damocles.
It was already a shitshow, and now everyone's after me.
I'm getting paid, yeah, yeah I'm getting paid
You know I'm a B-O-S-S Yeah, that's my name
My only way out is to hand Oz over to the cops.
Alive. That's the only way.
Either he lives or we all die.
I'm gettin' cake, yeah, yeah I'm gettin' cake
It might as well be My birthday every day
Monday, Tuesday…
Betraying Selma to save her life…
I kept asking myself over and over again
if that was the right decision to make.
But now it's too late to wonder.
Once the first domino falls, the others follow.
Every day a boss day
Did you really think my guys would just sit there?
Uh…
You're screwed, sweetie.
No!
Let's go! Come on, move it!
You're coming with me.
I… I don't think so, no.
You'd rather wait here?
Get a bullet in the head when Selma beats your people here?
No! So get moving!
Ah! I think you have, uh… a little problem.
Goddammit.
Goddammit, you can't die! Let's go!
Move!
LYNA - NEW MESSAGE
Fuck. Dammit.
You okay?
Yeah, Lyna, I got your text, call me back, please.
Lyna… So your informant is your ex?
Yes, she has Oz.
Looks like Amytis, the kid and even the dog have been gone a long time.
Your niece has been planning this for a while, huh?
She really made a fool of you. What now?
Gather the team.
I've said it before, so I'll say it once more.
Oz has to die, simple as that.
Anyone who gets in my way gets the same treatment, understood?
What about Lyna?
Rosie, what part of "same treatment" don't you understand?
I'm listening.
We've covered all the main roads out of Paris and the police stations.
Won't be enough to catch Lyna. She's no rookie.
She knows the terrain. She's clever.
We're not going for the main roads.
Let's focus on the alleys and the back ways.
Keep our people on foot, she'll spot our cars a mile away.
-She won't be able to escape. -You think so?
She already did, remember?
Because I trained her extremely well.
And because she has help.
Have you heard from Mud Man?
Hmm.
Okay, we're safe here. Selma doesn't know about this place.
Good to hear.
-I don't like it here. You sure it's safe? -Don't worry, we won't stay long.
Lyna will fix everything, you'll see.
-Uh, buddy? Put your hood up anyway. -Mm.
-Okay. -Yeah.
-Yeah, Lyna? -Niko, this is a disaster!
Oz is hurt! It's bad!
How, uh… How bad?
He's bleeding out!
If I don't stop the bleeding, he's gonna die!
I can't take him to the hospital!
Or Selma and Damocles will show up within a minute!
Goddammit!
They've got me cornered!
I know a guy in Ranelagh who's used to these kinds of situations.
I'll send the address.
Okay. Yeah.
Hey, you're gonna be fine.
Is she okay?
Uh, Lyna? Yeah, she's awesome.
-Niko. Niko. -Hmm?
Tell me the truth.
The truth?
You know, Amytis,
I got to meet a lot of tough people in my life.
But without a shadow of a doubt, your daughter
is unlike anyone else.
Okay?
Thank you.
Sure. Wanna check out the place?
Oh, Léon, check it out.
You can play all the video games you want.
Kitchen's there. There's food, drinks, everything you need.
-Okay. -Okay, you stay here, don't go anywhere.
I just have to run an errand. I'll be back.
-I won't be long. -No problem.
Call her. We need to know where she is so we can send a crew.
Wait, this stays between us.
What if we made a mistake?
What if Damocles had another guy in here?
Did you notice how Tossar shot Denon?
He made sure he couldn't talk.
Yeah.
THE RANELAGH THEATER
MUD MAN - NEW MESSAGE
Come on, get up!
There's a guy in there who's gonna help you out.
He'll take the bullet out,
stitch you up, and then we'll go straight to the cops.
Come on.
Come on, move.
Don't try anything.
YOU WON YOUR TICKET TO STUDIO BLEU!
Five-three-three-five.
Let's go, come on.
Keep walking.
Sh!
Stand up straight, dammit.
Sh!
Come on, get in there.
I didn't think I'd say this,
but he'll be okay.
-I have to sedate him, though. -Oh, no.
He stays awake.
Take the bullet out, give him adrenaline and we'll be on our way.
I need him to stay alive.
Okay.
We found it like this, lots of blood everywhere.
Four guys shot down, all Damocles.
So she's still alive.
She's probably with the cops by now.
I would've known.
The blood's on the passenger side. Oz is the one who's hurt.
If we're lucky, it'll kill him.
I don't want to have to rely on luck, do you?
Mm.
She took him that way.
Rosie, you're coming with me.
And what do I do?
You take care of the kids Oz is holding hostage.
If we free the kids…
…the resistance can take Paris back…
and we cut Oz's head off.
Okay, I'm almost done.
Hang in there.
-I'll need the stapler too, okay? -Yeah, yeah.
We're almost done.
No point telling you to avoid shocks and sudden movements, huh?
-Hey. Is that normal? -Yeah?
No, that's not normal.
You son of a bitch.
Where is it?
You have a tracker, where?
-Where's the tracker? -I just took a bullet out.
Take the next left, we're almost there.
This is it.
Be right back.
They shot this in Odessa.
Hmm.
Odessa's really changed.
I swear to God, they left 20 minutes ago.
He left without this?
That was, um, part of their payment for the care.
She told me that…
What was it again? It's a really rare watch.
Lots of people want it. It's an old KGB gadget.
-Apparently very valuable. -Can I get your medical opinion?
S… Sure.
People say you can smell a lie.
What do you think?
Well, from a medical angle, I'd say it's very improbable.
-Let's go. -No, hold up. Wait. Wait.
Wait! In his condition, he shouldn't be far. Plus, they're on foot.
Which way?
I don't know, I swear!
-Easy. Fuck. -Shut up.
ELIE - MISSED CALL
LOCATION SHARING
I'll go get her.
How are you planning to do that? Telepathically?
Kinda, yeah.
LOCATION SHARING
-Okay, I'm coming with you. -No, no, no.
You're staying here. If I need backup, you're the only person I trust.
Okay.
-Keep me in the loop? -Sure.
Take care of yourself.
Don't move.
IRIS - NEW MESSAGE ELIE KNOWS WHERE LYNA IS. FOLLOW HIM.
If my boss dies of sepsis, I'll know where to find you.
-Is that clear? -Yes, I got it.
Let's go.
The tracker's still pinging in the movie theater.
Lyna's cop is on his way to find her. Get in.
Come on!
We're going in there.
Ah! Move.
-I have eyes on Oz. -Send me your location.
-Okay. -Go.
Hold on. Shut up.
Keep moving. Move!
Rest up. We'll be leaving soon.
Oh, no. Oh, no.
Fuck.
Lyna Arago.
-What? -Huh.
Lyna Guerrab.
Lyna N'soumer.
Which one's the real you, huh? And which one's trying to save Selma?
Awesome. I'm getting free therapy. Shall I lie down and talk about my dad?
Which one?
I'd rather talk about your mother.
Selma said Driss executed your mother's family.
But it wasn't him.
Selma did it.
Her own brother dating an undercover cop?
She couldn't let that fly, right?
She had to do something about it.
You already had your doubts, didn't you?
What did he say to you before…?
Nothing.
-Gonna keep lying? -Believe me or not, I don't care.
It's funny. You clench your jaw every time you get angry, right?
Just like Kahina.
Shut the fuck up!
That's bullshit!
Your mother and I crossed paths, really.
I lost track of her since then, but…
We even got to know each other a little, back then.
When she was on the run, being chased by The Fury.
Did, uh, Selma find her?
Think she's the type to bail on a mission?
Sh!
-Selma lies a lot, you've seen it. -Shut up.
Sh.
Wait, Lyna, don't shoot. It's me, it's me.
Let's go to the police station. Car's in the back.
Fuck. My God.
Hey, hey, hey. You okay?
No, I'm not okay.
I thought it was my fault my mom never came back. I found out
it's probably because Selma killed her.
Huh?
Did he tell you that? He's stalling you, Lyna.
-He's getting in your head, you know that. -Yeah.
Yeah.
But I also know Selma's capable of it.
Let's split up. I need you to search every corner. Hurry!
Get up.
We're not gonna make it, not with him like that.
Here, take my car keys. I'll lure them away and you get the hell outta here.
Selma is my problem.
Stop it, Lyna. Get outta here, call my colleague Iris.
-Iris can kiss my fucking ass! -I came here for you.
-Because I care about you, I always have. -Aw, that's cute.
Shut the fuck up!
You gotta bring him back alive.
-That's the deal. -Okay.
But you have to stay alive.
I can do that.
Go.
Move it.
Hey!
Come on, let's go.
Sending him off on his own wasn't a smart move.
He might hurt himself.
Lyna…
Give me Oz.
-You shut up. -Lyna?
Did you kill her?
All right, you're gonna have to be just little more specific,
because I've killed more than just a few people, as you know.
So, did I hit Oz or not?
My mother!
Did you kill her?
What caliber is your ammo?
Why do you ask?
Come on, Selma, answer my question!
You're always fucking lying to me all the time!
Oh, you wanna talk about lies, do you? Oh.
That's something, huh?
Did you forget? I gave you everything?
My trust, my knowledge, my legacy.
What are you doing with it? Squandering it, because you're scared.
Shaking in your boots.
You're a coward.
Go fuck yourself!
Fuck!
You know what, Lyna?
You're just like your mother.
You're a nobody who works for the cops.
You can kiss my ass.
This side!
Move.
-Fuck it. Come on! -Varda! I'm here!
Don't move. Wait there.
Move it.
Keep walking.
Iris?
Yeah, Elie gave me your number just now.
I need your help.
I have Oz. I'll bring him to you.
There she is, pull over.
Get in.
Varda's in there. Let's get out of here.
-What happened? -Power outage.
Did you cut the power?
-No, it must've been the Virgin Mary. -Come on, get moving!
What are you doing here? I thought you'd be long gone.
I'm here to save those kids. I don't trust Selma to take care of them.
-Well, she sent me here. You know that. -Simon, I'm good on my own.
Here's my proposition.
We go in and out, no promises. Tomorrow, we each go our separate ways.
Okay?
-I'll take the ground floor. -I'll take upstairs.
Working together one last time.
So let's make it count.
Shit hit the fan?
Yeah.
-Lyna got away, didn't she? -Yeah.
Hmm.
Your niece is really good.
You could be too, with the right training. Even better.
Where are we going?
The Carny wants a word.
-Think I have nothing better to do? -He knows you can't handle it.
So this is it for me, huh?
Why would you fire a gun inside a goddamn car, Selma?
Listen to me. You and I are bringing Oz to my dad.
But if you mess this up, you're done. Okay?
I'm done too. If we don't give him Oz, he'll never forgive us.
Sh! Don't look at that, kid. Don't look. Come on, close your eyes. Close your eyes.
-Did she see that? We don't touch kids. -I hope not. I know.
-Was that the last one? -We're the good guys, okay?
-Get her in the van. -Yeah.
Yeah. Watch your head.
Watch out.
There you go. There you go.
-Great. -Let's go.
Well, can you say goodbye to the kids for me? Huh?
Why not do it yourself, man?
Ah…
You know me, right?
I get emotional easily.
I'm sorry.
Me too.
I can't make you reconsider?
I have to stay. I'm gonna try and calm Selma down.
Good luck with that.
Thanks.
Take care of yourself, Simon, okay?
Hey, I won't shoot you if we come face to face.
I know.
You could've said, "Me neither."
I know.
I'm Iris.
Okay. Sorry.
-You want a hand? -Yes, please.
-Have you heard from Elie? -He's fine. Meeting us at the station.
I have water and fresh clothes in the trunk. Help yourself.
Thank you.
You know Elie well?
We're colleagues. But we trust each other.
You gotta be closer than that for him to send you here.
Is this Elie's?
You're lying to me.
-How long have you been with Elie? -He did say you were pretty clever.
Hey.
How did you know we were here?
I saw you bolt like a bat out of hell.
I'm glad I did.
Ah.
This, uh…
This little deal of yours, you know, freedom for you and your buddies,
requires a buttload of paperwork.
There's only one thing I hate more than a fucking criminal on the loose.
You know what that is?
Paperwork?
Spot on.
Or maybe it's the other way around.
I promised I'd make you disappear. I never break my word.
Your pardon's right here.
It's for you and your whole gang.
But if you ever mess up again, I'll be stamping your obituary.
-Capiche? -Mm-hmm.
Elie!
Don't be so obvious when you're listening in.
He's not bad, that asshole.
I like him.
Me too.
I was worried about you.
I'm so sorry.
You should be with her and live the life you want, all right?
Let me drive you back.
I mean… Dunno, what will she think?
She can hear you, and she's not jealous.
Well, go ahead, I'll wait here. Okay?
Why so quiet?
What do you want me to say?
We're not a couple. Do whatever you want.
I really don't mind.
I get the feeling you do mind.
So is it serious, or…?
You know I've only had one serious relationship.
Magalie Huchon, eighth grade.
Last night I almost died.
And it got me thinking about stuff, for some reason.
Like what?
Like the future.
Like…
what life would look like if I got away.
And you.
I've been thinking about you too.
But Lyna, it was already complicated before…
Yeah, no, it's too complicated, forget it.
There's no way out, huh?
It's a trap, isn't it?
Well, I can't imagine why.
I've been trying to remember your face for 25 years.
Do you remember me?
Iris.
That's the name you gave me, right?
Tell me my name.
My real one.
Do you know it?
I was almost ten when you took me away.
But I gave you a future, a life, a mission.
You had a purpose.
Not a lot of people do, you know.
What you gave me was bastards who beat the shit out of me when I didn't obey.
No kid should have to go through that.
Starving to death or being a whore would've been better?
I don't know, but I didn't have a choice.
Mala.
That's what my mother called me.
Mala.
I can give you anything you want, you know that. What do you want?
I want my freedom. To live the life I choose.
That's what Selma promised me.
Can you promise the same?
I gotta stand up for this.
Paris!
It's been 20 years.
I'm back at last.
We're erasing Damocles!
And what're you gonna do about Selma?
Don't worry.
Hey.
-Come on, buddy. -Oh. My Lyna…
I was worried about you.
Well, sadly we gotta keep moving.
-Because of Selma. -Right.
-Who are you riding with? -With me.
Complicated's fine.
-Hey, lovebirds. We have to get going. -Yeah.
Lyna?
I'll handle him, don't worry about it.
Oh, fuck!
-What's wrong? -What's going on?
He got shot. He's bleeding like crazy!
Oz is dead, it's over.
Who shot you, Fixer?
Selma.
Selma…
We need to talk.
What's the matter, Simon? Anything wrong?
You won. Oz is dead, Damocles is about to crumble.
You've already taken Paris back.
So why haven't you let the kids go?
No. No way. That's not like you. You can't do that, Selma.
I can't let you use those kids.
I don't recognize you anymore.
I can't let you do that, Selma.
The kids…
Elie!
To the boat! Okay. Okay.
Twenty years of loyalty. And this is how she thanks me?
She's got some nerve.
Some nerve…
Fuck, she's completely lost her damn mind. Selma…
You gotta handle this.
You gotta do something.
Here. It's up to you now.
Let's go! up to you now.