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You've got the practical experience.

What you need is theory.

And you only learn theory from books.

-I've got mine.

The exam is hard.

-I'll memorize it all.

But I know a few tricks.

Maybe you can pass with distinction.

What the hell's he doing there?

Let him go. The case is solved.

-The chief is looking everywhere for you.

Yes!

I'm disappointed.

I'm sad and disappointed.

What did we do?

-You caught a thief.

We didn't arrest anybody.

-We almost arrested him.

The one who fought like crazy

and got away?

That's not what he says.

-He's lying.

He even got him...

Feeling better?

Yes, yes, no.

The old man's still standing.

And the money?

-It fell out of his bag.

We gave it back to the owner.

Do you have the return form?

-Who asked you anything?

Ren! Mr. Guichard,

Director of Criminal Investigation.

Hello.

In order to avoid red tape, we

returned the money straight to the owner.

That's not what the woman's saying.

You didn't...

...keep the money?

-I returned it to her.

This is her signed statement.

No mention of returned money.

That's impossible.

She even thanked me.

Madam.

Did these gentlemen give

you back the stolen money?

No.

She's lying. Say that

I didn't return it to you.

You didn't give me anything.

I'll show this b*tch...

-Franois!

No, careful... Franois!

Bullshit!

It's not true.

Franois, calm down.

-Bullshit.

I'll get that b*tch...

Lock him up.

-But...

While his stuff's being searched.

-He had a model career.

Put those rotten cops behind bars..

They're not rotten cops.

-That's an order.

Take... take them away.

I had an old bone to pick with you.

-That was 25 years ago.

Ren, a woman doesn't forget.

Who's this b*tch?

-She's not a b*tch.

She wanted a child

and thought I did too.

And then I met Simone.

They had lunch every day.

If it had been a simple meal...

... I wouldn't have minded,

but with an entre...

Did they threaten you?

-They visited me every month.

Tried to get money from me.

Without success.

A**hole.

Once, twice, 500, 1000.

I'm broke.

I'm not going to give them that...

And I was afraid for him.

Albert, nick named The Fence.

I've got a second-hand shop...

I do a bit of business...

I know.

I've had it.

I'm exhausted.

I'm starting to cry.

Often. Only the highest quality.

Only the best.

They made me bleed.

I couldn't say a word.

Those a**holes.

I'm going to...

Your little game is over.

Over and gone.

I'm going to...

That a**hole.

That's why I prefer

horses to people.

Or dogs.

Crime doesn't pay,

but neither does honesty.

You have a special relationship

with inspector Lesbuche.

I've known more men than cops,

but he's a bad one.

Why?

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