Choice of Arms Page #3

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of success.

You choose, you're free.

Well, I'm leaving.

Wait, I'll see you out.

Nicole!

Nicole, don't be that way

- What way?

You want me to go, I obey,

that's all.

Well Grangier, we won't be

away that long, goodbye.

Goodbye, Mr. Durieux.

Sorry, but it's the first time

we're apart, so, it hurts

Nicole,

my darling, I love you so

much.

Mr. Durieux, sorry.

I just saw the mare and she

is restless

Let me go and see what's

wrong.

Go, I'll take care of her.

Noel, you must go.

Go quickly

and come back quickly.

I think she's okay, just cranky.

Well, don't leave her alone.

You can count on me.

Hurry up fatso.

- Go f*** yourself.

Here.

Thank you.

Look at you, moneyman.

Oh sh*t.

Come on fatso, lets go in.

- Go f*** yourself.

Come on, meathead, you

go first.

Hands off you a**hole.

You don't scare me, you jerk!

Jerk.

I see your gun...

think that scares me?

Do something, you shithead.

Don't just stand there.

Raoul!

Grab your rifle and come

here quick.

Now you run you cowards.

F***ing b*tches!

Come on..

No Raoul, no, don't

give in.

Stop it, stop it!

They're a**hole, jerks!

- Shut her up or I'll shoot.

I told you, quiet.

She's not listening!

Quiet or you're going to get it

c*nt!

Alright, go!

Go ahead, leave.

It's suffiicient, but it might

not be in the house before midnight.

You can go to bed.

She's all we have. We

let Durieux slip.

You go to bed.

There it is.

Okay, stop it now.

Already here? Too bad...

Bye honey, see you soon.

- You're coming?

No we can't, goodnight.

- Goodnight.

"Constantini = B*tch, see you

soon, Mickey"

No. 2 ... the third to the left ...

Here he is, on the avenue. No.

Take the parallel to the right.

Stop ... We have arrived.

I know him, Roland Davout.

Drugs for school kids.

Illegal aliens, the works.

Don't worry, I'll find him.

Get out!

Listen to me,

find Mickey for me.

You high or what?

Understand what I say, punk?

You have to find Mickey.

Stop it.

Hey you...

- What!

You shut up.

You're ok?

Stop!

Stop!

Hi, Davout...

Stop.

Leave me alone!

Come with me, friend.

What are you stupid?

Let him stay!

Let him stay, I said.

Don't move.

Go back inside.

This is not important.

Go!

When Mickey escaped, you

ratted on him?

For that?

Now you don't know where

he is.

They'll hit you until you find out.

And you?

Me too, I want to find Mickey.

They have food. The cupboards

are filled with preserves.

The car in the garage

is full of gas.

No one knows this house,

not even my wife.

Andrew can you stay with him?

- No problem.

Goodbye, Noel

-Thanks, Andre.

You sure you won't need me?

No thanks.

Well...

You'll need this.

Call me.

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