Raid dingue Page #2

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Enough!

Get out of my sight.

Sorry, Aime.

Killing your trainer

won't get you into RAID.

Sorry, I'm a little on edge.

Jo, whatever your emotional state,

you must maintain self-control.

Come on.

What's the matter, kid?

I meant to tell you...

I got suspended

and I got turned down by RAID again.

Sorry.

Never give up, you hear?

Now the lovebirds

choose their wedding starters.

Perigord foie gras

on a bed of lamb lettuce,

or sea scallops with radicchio.

- Enjoy.

- Thank you.

What do you say?

I'm not hungry. You choose.

Joanna, take the RAID rejection

as a sign.

You're getting married.

You've made a very good match!

- Don't interrupt me.

- I'm not, Bernard.

- I'm adding on.

- You're interrupting!

Not everyone marries the heir

to the top European tire company.

Marie-Caroline, calm down.

I am calm.

- Mom...

- What?

I'll probably leave the police and...

Finally, you're talking sense!

Let her finish.

What? I paid her a compliment.

Hang on.

Leave the police and do what?

No! Not the French Foreign Legion!

Months before your wedding,

join the Legion?

That's what you're thinking?

I don't get you.

There's Dad.

My big girl!

- Evening.

- Minister.

Sorry. Urgent business at the ministry.

The nation comes first!

Let's not go overboard.

Two armed robberies in a week

by that Serbian gang, the Leopards.

It's worrisome.

We've moved up to alert level 4.

I hear the police

helped the robbers get away!

New bodyguard, Dad?

Leave him be.

What's your name?

You Krav Maga or Pencak-Silat?

Jo, give him a break.

Darling, come sit down.

- Connected?

- Joanna!

Reflex! You armed?

Reflex!

Why is she so tense?

- Big guy, huh?

- Please.

Ever seen this?

Annoying, right?

RAID turned her down again.

She's very uptight.

A double!

I got you there.

- Sir?

- Yes, Samia?

The Minister of the Interior is here.

Why?

A private chat.

Minister!

Thank you, Samia.

Sorry, sir. But I... can't help you.

Why? You won't take a woman?

Read her file again. It's not good.

She's not that bad.

She's not bad, she's a zero.

A total zero.

A zero? My daughter?

Sorry, but this is

the worst file I've ever seen.

That right?

I'm surprised she ever made cop.

Enough. Don't rub it in, Legrand.

I'm not saying take her for RAID.

Just let her go through training.

Put her through the ringer,

while keeping an eye on her.

Make her regret the whole thing,

kick her out.

Case closed.

How do I justify it to my guys?

I'm sure you'll find a way.

Just one thing:

this is confidential.

It never leaves this office.

In 2 months,

she gives up, quits.

It's all settled.

Sorry, can't do it.

What a pity.

You disappoint me, Legrand.

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