Choice of Arms Page #2

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And you're quite healthy.

Go, leave.

Wait, wait, calm down.

Wait? Do you know where Ricky might be?

I said you should leave. Are

you listening?

What happens to all the guys

when they leave? What then?

Go to hell, Mickey! Do you realize

what's going on?

Let me see.

- Well?

Leave. Now.

Sh*t, please, leave.

Are you are afraid, I'll talk.

And what, you turn you in?

Don't be ashamed, I'll stay with

other people.

Everyone makes me sick.

Knock-out in the first round!

What are you doing here?

Who are you?

What do you want?

It's for her.

Look where you're going!

F*** all gang members!

Sorry, I didn't see you

I didn't mean it.

Dany...

Mickey...

Here's our youngest, look what

we have here.

She's my litte peewee,

look who is here.

Notice him? Look.

Great, she's started to cry.

We'll set a place up for you

with the kids.

For the groceries.

Marc? Simon? Tonio?

Ricky?

I haven't seen them for ages.

Last time was at your match.

You were a star, remember?

Stop or I'll break you.

- Ok, I'm broken.

Did you get your set?

- No, not yet.

You want a set?

What?

You mean a real one?

With gold sticks if you want.

Come on.

Come.

Careful or I'll shoot you.

You shouldn't have

ratted to the cops!.

So I want

money for my troubles, it's

normal.

Get out of here!

I think it just fair..no?

Let me go...

Let me go!

Get out of here!

Jacques, you okay?

- Call a doctor, quick!

I'm sorry Jacques, really.

No harm done, it's nothing.

I'll be back you pricks!

I'll be back and I'll kill

you all!

Watch your asses!

No gun permit, of course.

"I wanted to catch the driver

who was speeding,"

Is that right?

Good evening, Mr. Durieux.

You must be in contact with

Serge Olivier.

Anyway, no gun permit, a

runaway car in a crowd.

It's enough to throw you in

jail.

You're going to set me free

immediately.

What?

I said you will let me go.

In '52 your stupidity caused

a double murder on Rue Pasteur.

Stop it, Durieux! Please!

In '55...

- Stop it!

You all know very well that

I'm blameless.

I know, Bonnardot, but

not everyone will buy it.

I don't know what's going on

between you, Serge Olivier

and Mickey. You going back to

your old ways?

That's OK, I'll get you, the

three of you!

Nicole, you must go to a

hotel for a few days.

No, no way.

- Please, Nicole.

You can't stay here, he's

coming back.

And you?

What do you want me to do? I

can't sit here and do nothing.

I can't wait for this nutter day

and night. I don't have a choice.

We have to leave Durieux free.

He'll look for his old

contacts eventually.

So we'll sit and wait.

Yeah, once again the informers will

do our jobs.

Well?

Bonnardot, it's been 30 years

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