Diamond 13

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Bribery

Fraud

Drugs

DIAMOND 13

HQ to Lon.

Receiving. Over.

We have a DOA following an RTA

on the A6 feeder road.

On our way.

All the fun of the fair.

Let's go, Lon.

You get the best jobs.

Three victims.

Two jerks road-racing for fun.

All the witnesses you can handle.

No idea who started it.

Lon hates corpses.

Everyone does.

The 3 in the BMW are dead.

The driver

and two girls.

All high as kites.

This is the youngest.

No belt.

She got ejected

onto the crash barrier.

We found her head 50 meters away.

Don't strip them here.

We'll do it at the morgue.

You can move out.

For you,

Inspector.

Inspector...

"Fangio" snuffed it.

Want to check him?

No, not now.

- What's in there?

- A present.

What's new?

An old guy

who croaked on the can,

a lover's tiff between fags

and two bag-snatchers.

Cop thriller stuff.

How was it for you?

A guy called for you earlier.

Franck.

What did he say?

Something like "Diamond 13".

He'd only talk to you,

so I told him to f*** off.

Good.

Do not exceed the prescribed dose

- Mat...

- Yes?

The girl's mother.

The cops told her. You or me?

- You. And the others?

- Nothing yet.

No ID on the other girl

and the driver's folks are away.

I left a summons for them.

- Ok?

- Yes.

Come with me.

Diamond 13.

May crooks prosper.

Remember me?

Yes, I do.

In half an hour at the Navy, Mat.

We need to talk.

Half an hour.

Don't keep me waiting.

The drummer's Ali Baba Mike,

a great jazz drummer

and total coke fiend.

How long did the doc give you?

A short stretch,

Does it even matter?

It's a lot of cash.

Think about it.

I already have.

The life you lead is that good?

You call it a life?

Just one trip.

I'll show you, then you decide.

Real diplomatic plates.

He's with the European Council

and that's his real wife.

The drugs squad knows?

I am the drugs squad, pal.

The dope's in a case on the back seat.

Ali Baba Mike does the exchange

before the first exit.

Why now?

I'm running out of time.

I want to take these f***ers down.

Catch them in the act.

No point and you know it.

Ali Baba won't squeal

and that scumbag has contacts.

These guys all have each other

by the balls.

I'll take them with a domino effect.

Push one and the others fall.

I deserve a little compensation.

How much?

One million euros.

No marked wads, no numbered bills.

No one to go crying to the cops.

A tidy case.

We share.

- Open the cash register!

- Right away!

The money! C'mon, you f***er!

Shut your mouth!

The meeting place.

The show begins here.

Why me?

So you can watch my back.

I saw Calhoune.

Don't wait for her,

she's blanked you out.

I'm not waiting for anyone.

I can't even remember what waiting is.

Know where she is now?

- Head office. Fast-track promotion.

- I know.

Not even 30 and appointed

to the disciplinary division

straight from school.

She has a "company" car

and two flunkies to drive her.

Otherwise, she drives a BMW

and buys antiques. What do you say?

I say...

it's the best

that could happen to her.

Yeah, go ahead.

I'll be there in 10 minutes.

Don't let anyone go up.

- Trouble?

- Yeah.

It's on tomorrow.

I saw and heard nothing.

See you, pal.

He has a hostage on the roof.

Why not wait for the SWAT team?

Piss off, Goldeneyes.

Get your shots later.

This way, Mat.

- This way?

- Yes.

You said you wouldn't screw up, Jesus.

Freeze!

You won't f*** me!

I'm not taking a fall!

Not this time!

You're surrounded.

The streets are full of sluts like her.

No one gives a f***.

They won't miss a chick

who wears real fur.

If she goes, you go too.

You won't shoot, f***er.

You're bluffing.

She's pissing on you.

It's over, ma'am.

It's all over.

One:

nobody will mourn that f***er.

If the judge hadn't been so lenient,

we wouldn't be here.

Two:

you had no choice

but to open fire.

Three:

you won't avoid an inquiry.

You'd been drinking?

Thank me some other time.

Now get lost

and try to sort yourself out.

You're summoned at 2 pm.

My husband's

a member of parliament!

What the hell's going on?

I want him suspended immediately!

Do you hear me?

That won't help.

- What's wrong?

- Who are you?

Police Chief Jean-Jacques Moll,

head of this division.

Please calm down and explain...

I refuse to calm down!

That guy is sick!

I want to file a complaint right now!

And not even you are going to stop me!

Why would I stop you?

This is Mr. Moser,

assistant public prosecutor.

He'll be delighted to help.

Screw Moser

and your gang of degenerates!

Let me call my lawyer!

Right now!

- Come on, Moser.

- What's going on?

Some of our friends

are starting to worry, Franck.

Call a spade a spade, Mr. Secretary.

They're all shitting themselves.

They're worried about your health.

They fear

something unpleasant may happen.

Your friends

shouldn't dine with the devil,

even with a long spoon.

A new day or a long night?

I nearly got you in action.

What rag will put these

on the front page?

Only bimbos and TV stars sell

these days.

What is all this?

A present.

Why are you after me?

Maybe you're the only decent guy

in town.

Maybe I like you.

Prince Charming

doesn't hit the bottle at 6 am.

You deserve better, Goldeneyes.

Better than a cop.

Thanks for the photos.

Police Investigation Unit.

Disciplinary Department.

Sorry, sir, you're coming with us.

It's bad.

Insulting the wife

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