Razzia sur la Chnouf Page #3

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Give me another smile

so that I can watch them...

Clothes? Why would you want

to put all this in clothes?

There's a small clip at the top...

- Birot?

- Yes.

- Henri from Nantes

- My husband's expecting you.

- Henri from Nantes.

- I was expecting you.

- Everything's ready?

- Yes.

- How much?

- I made 50 kilos of white junk. Will it do?

Yes, I'll take 40 now,

I have a big shipment due,

the other 10 you'll give

to the carriers. They've been told.

Ah yes... Raymond and Lucien have

already taken a kilo each.

I have 8 left.

Where do you work?

There!

You know the carriers must

not have more than one kilo.

I remember the orders. Trust me.

That way they're not tempted

to split with it.

How long ago did you get

the 50 kilos of morphine base?

I... got them... last saturday.

Process it quickly. I have another

big shipment soon.

- All white junk?

- Yes, all white junk.

- No need for morphine?

- Not at the time.

But make some junk.

Let's see... One fifth loss...

40 kilos... That will do for now.

But you work day and night.

I need them as soon as possible.

- Got it?

- Of course, Mr Henri.

- You're sending it to England?

- Mind your own business.

Excuse me.

- The acids!

- Yes I know that.

- You've got my parcel?

- Yeah, it's upstairs.

- I made 410-kilo packages. O.K.?

- Yeah.

Probably one of the carriers.

- It's Marcel!

- Open up.

- You want to see him?

- No, give me the packages. I'll be off.

Everything's here.

- Hi.

- Your second package must be ready.

You make me laugh.

Why not more than one kilo at a time?

It would avoid making so many trips.

- I'm fed up pedalling!

- I obey orders.

Solange, open the door!

Is that all you're telling me?

I've been waiting for you,

Mr Henri. I shouldn't have?

Getting formal with me now?

I've cooked something.

I thought you might be hungry.

You were right. I am hungry.

Mr Roger the catalan and his friend

came 3 times tonight.

- They did?

- They said they'd come again later.

- Though this late...

- You don't feel like some...

No, thanks. I had dinner

with the staff.

And it's late. I must leave.

- Where do you want to go?

- Home, rue Jouffroy.

Really?

Come sit here...

You had a good trip?

Give me something to drink.

Business was good tonight?

Not so bad!

The bar worked well?

Not so bad.

Go up to bed.

Don't wait for me.

What's up? Trouble?

- Sort of...

- Birot gave 5 kilos of junk to a carrier.

Sh*t! I'd reminded him the rules.

Yes but he's been snowed up

so much he's getting goofy.

- The carrier must have sweet talked him..

- Which one?

Marcel, the bike-rider.

He's hooked the whole lot.

The scum! You must try to find

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