Subway Page #6

and your digs are pathetic.

Go f*** yourselves, all of you!

Good.

Good evening.

You're waiting for the captain,

I suppose.

He may not be back tonight.

You can tell me everything.

I'm his right-hand man.

Do you know Quimper?

In Brittany?

And Saint-Raphal?

I've heard of it.

It's on the Riviera.

I seem to have lost my passport

along the way.

Really? You lost your passport

between Quimper and Saint-Raphal?

Exactly.

I know it's not quite

your precinct...

...but the captain spoke highly of you.

- Yes, but... He did?

It's not going to be easy.

What kind of car were you driving?

- Buy a bouquet?

- Do I look like I want flowers?

No, but you look like you're

waiting for someone.

And I think you'll

be waiting a long time.

How much for a bouquet?

Twenty francs,

plus a small brandy.

Very funny.

Ren, a double brandy.

- Evening.

- Evening, captain.

This young lady lost her passport

between Quimper and Saint-Raphal.

She was in a car, and...

- Two coffees.

- Two coffees? All right.

- Any news?

- Yes.

Fifty million. If I were you,

I'd pay him right away.

His price is going up every day.

Some men are looking for him.

They want to kill him.

You know, like in a western.

Since you're the sheriff

around here...

...it's better if you find him first.

- Better for whom?

For everybody.

Because if you don't do anything...

...your little station is going to

turn into Waterloo.

How many men are on his trail?

Around 10.

With any luck,

they won't find him till tomorrow.

The subway closes in 20 minutes.

Let's hope so.

CLOSED:

Everybody up and off your ass!

Okay. Let's go. Spread out.

Okay, stay together.

Gentlemen,

this is Paul, our singer.

This here is Jean-Claude, guitar.

Emile on percussion.

The drummer never divulges his name.

Mr. Saxophone.

And this little bastard's Erico,

composer and bass player.

Sit down.

Chief, I've located his hideout.

Look what I found!

Damn it!

He's never here. Sh*t!

What the hell are you doing?

Police. Handcuffs. Prison.

Your papers, please.

Your papers.

There!

Sh*t! F***!

Block off all of level two!

Hello, this is Robin.

Did you see anyone?

Okay, okay, okay.

There's only one left.

Identity check.

Okay, do your duty, men.

- Control's been alerted...

- You're an a**hole!

Well, the chase is over.

I mean it.

Sometimes you're a real a**hole!

- Is he here?

- Who?

The pope.

How would I know? I haven't seen

anyone but the captain.

What an idiot.

Are you the one who gave me

this great pair of roller skates?

It's getting to be

quite a collection.

I'm going to become

a roller-skate freak.

Did you read these letters?

Answer when he asks you a question!

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