When you're in the back of a prison van and bullets start flying,
there are two possible scenarios.
Either someone wants to set you free, or to silence you.
In our case…
…they want to silence us.
Even though The Fury ensures justice in the underworld,
what she does isn't good.
She stands right at the border,
maintaining the balance between good and evil.
A border littered with corpses.
One might say it's only fair that The Fury get a taste of her own system one day.
And that day has come.
The day when the Furies must die.
But they wouldn't go down without a fight.
What we needed was shelter. Somewhere safe, discreet and sturdy.
But sometimes you don't get to choose.
So, boys, feeling guilty? You're gonna help me clean this--
-Hey. You got a car? -Don't kill me.
Hey! I'm talking to you!
-Don't kill me. -Do you have a vehicle?
Yeah.
I sold my car for the… the wedding.
-It was important to her-- Huh? -Open the door.
-Now! -I'm not done--
The keys, damn it!
Come on, hurry up.
-Turn around. Turn around! -What?
Here.
Go to a police station, give them this note, here.
-The closest one's 30 miles from-- -Go. Go, go, go!
Get in.
If any one of you tries anything…
Give me a reason. Do it.
Captain Keïta, crime squad. Do you copy?
Hello?
This is Captain Keïta, from the crime squad. Do you copy?
Captain? I read you, over.
We were attacked. My escort was killed.
They're out there, looking for us.
Okay, stay calm. Where are you now? Where are you?
-We're on a side road by-- -No!
-Let go! -But…
Captain, answer me.
Answer me.
Captain Keïta? From the crime squad?
You don't wanna tell me where you are? That would save us all some time, huh?
Hey, you don't have any cellphones, your radio's no good.
We're gonna find you soon enough.
-They're Parques's guys. -You're dead, bitch.
See you soon, Captain.
Right, an average walking pace is four miles per hour, okay?
So they can't be far.
So I expect you to do a full search of all the gas stations in the area.
You should keep the--
For fuck's sake…
Well, get your asses out there! Go find them, those damn sons of--
The two of you against a dozen.
They're assassins, you need us.
You take me for a fool?
Your dad's gonna shoot me the first chance he gets.
I'm sure she would too.
And you, I don't know anymore.
The line is cut, they shut down our comms,
they've got assault weapons.
Who are these guys? Damn it!
Lyna says they're pros, they won't stop.
"Lyna says…" Come on, Elie, shut it!
She's getting in your head, can't you see?
It won't be long until they find us.
What do you have?
Oh, fuck.
Our colleagues will realize something happened soon enough.
Let's make a barricade in the meantime.
Too many windows.
Parques's guys are coming to get me out of here, you know?
I've got plenty of time.
Do you?
Poor Selma.
You dedicated your life to protect The Olympus,
then I destroy them in a few weeks.
Proud of yourself?
-Did I teach you nothing? -You did.
When would we ever call the police?
Never. We don't call the police.
But I--
We don't call the police, damn it.
Never. We don't call the police.
I had no other choice.
You two would've murdered each other, what else could I do?
Never.
-Damn it. -Selma?
The Olympus is always watching the police.
We don't call the police. Never. We never call the cops.
You okay?
Selma?
Selma? Elie!
Elie!
If I don't help you get outta here, she'll die.
-The pills! -Give me your hand.
Give me your hand! Now!
Pull! Pull.
Come on.
Harder.
Lyna, I'm not your enemy.
I don't get it, you could've left.
Instead you're saving them. Why are you doing it?
You didn't leave. Right?
And not just because Lyna's here, am I wrong?
You think I'm a piece of shit.
Yeah.
Oh, that wasn't a question.
I know.
But we're cops, you and I. Law and order, it means something.
I think you just wanna prove your point about The Fury.
Yeah, well, that too, yeah.
For 15 years they've made fun of me and The Fury exists.
I'll show them The Fury.
Dead or alive.
They're here.
I'm here, I'm here.
Selma?
Selma, please!
Give it.
Give it!
Keïta, I'm running low, give me your gun.
Stop!
Drop your weapon.
Give me your weapon.
40 SECONDS EARLIER
Selma. Wake up.
Wake up.
Selma!
Lyna?
She needs help. My help.
What did you tell her about her mother?
Nothing?
Should I tell her?
She won't believe you.
The Olympus won't forgive your betrayal.
You've lost everything. Your health, your honor.
Do you wanna lose Lyna?
Free me.
Give me your weapon!
Parques's phone, come on.
We're good, got the situation under control.
Driss is with me. He's getting the key back.
-He has The Fury. -Okay, guys, did you hear that?
We kill The Fury, burn down The Olympus, then I'll buy us some booze.
No. Don't, please.
I'll do anything, please.
I'm not the traitor, it's Parques. We just wanted--
Get back. Now!
You're coming with me. I promised Selma I'd keep you alive.
Finish the job.
No! No! No!
I've got eyes on them.
He took me to them. I'm going in.
Negative.
The Fury's in there. Stay put. We'll be there by nightfall.
Those fucking assholes, it's Damocles.
Who the hell is that?
-International mercenaries, that's who. -They're not just mercenaries.
They kill presidents, judges, Furies… No one is safe.
They just show up and kill, no matter who it is.
The Olympus had always refused to call on them.
The cost is too high.
-Not money, right? -No, they refuse to be paid.
Much bigger kind of debt.
One day, they show up and ask for compensation.
And that can mean anything.
Yeah, they can ask for anything.
One year's profit, a powerful contact,
the life of one of your kids.
Oh.
The Olympus called on Damocles.
I'm almost flattered.
We're not gonna let them kill us without a fight. Are we, sis?
Without me, you're done.
Without you…
Here.
A sign of my good faith.
No?
So, we're all gonna die here?
Might as well all come clean.
Wanna start, Selma?
That's our best shot, unfortunately.
-Are you kidding? -No.
I'm deciding.
Deciding, huh?
The key to the mine.
As a sign of good faith.
They should be here already.
With a van that big, can you think of another road
they'd take to the police station?
No damn radio contact too.
I think the kid's double-crossing us again, you know?
What?
You know what? You haven't made that one sing for a while.
What's its name again?
Caruso? Callas?
Montserrat? Alagna?
None of my weapons are named after opera singers.
Fine, whatever. Just tell me what your problem is.
-You've been grumpy for a while now. -Parques?
You'd have him kill Lyna without telling me about it?
-What am I to you? -Are you shocked?
Don't you think I've done worse?
When it comes to loyalty? No.
No. I'll repeat my question, what am I to you?
Lyna was dangerous from the get-go, for us and Selma. She got her arrested.
Simon, come on, are you fucking stupid?
If she didn't call the cops, Selma would be dead, okay?
Driss is the boss's weak point.
Everyone has a weak point. You, Lyna, Selma, everyone.
How do you think our meeting back there would've ended if the cops weren't there?
Well, let's hit the road. We should see if we can find anything.
Okay.
Do you mind if I join you?
If you'll have me?
Fine.
-You know what you are to me? -I'm a burden.
You're my weak point.
The pain means you're still alive.
And you'll survive.
What are they waiting for?
Backup,
nightfall,
for us to get tired, or make a mistake, I don't know.
But they'll come in.
Well, look around.
We've got enough stuff to handle them.
If we can stick together and lure them in here, we have a chance.
We just have to buy time.
Mud Man and The Fixer are good, they'll find us.
Yeah, well, but are they quick?
There. That's all we've got.
-Even if every shot's on target… -All my shots are.
…it wouldn't be enough.
I said stay down.
What stuff are we looking for?
Sharp, cutting, piercing… The basics, you know.
Why'd you free Driss?
What did you tell her about her mother?
He tried to kill us. You set him free? Why?
Well, I had no choice. He was armed.
What's really going on?
Selma, look at me.
Nothing. He just wants to keep the key to the mine.
-He'll do anything for it. -I know that.
He's trying to get into your head. Don't let him.
He's trying to turn you against me.
-Apparently he's got some leverage. -Oh, I found our bomb.
Lyna.
Come here.
Go ahead.
I said, go ahead.
Hurry.
What do I do now?
You forget her.
For her own good and for yours.
-She's not giving me any choice, really. -She's not?
Did she ask anything from you?
To look after her, to protect her? No, she never did.
She left you and you're insisting. What exactly do you expect?
You've got a problem.
Anyway, thanks for the life lesson.
Means a lot coming from you. Thanks.
I meant how can I be useful?
That's my question. I don't know how to make traps to kill people.
-Well, go search the kitchen. -Why?
Because I'm asking you to.
Whatever you do, don't move.
Who is he?
-An asshole. -He's trouble.
It's complicated.
Oh, okay.
The new guy, won't you introduce us?
-You're gonna play Dad now? -What do you have on you?
That's all?
My apologies, man, I'm sorry, all right?
But I had to come save your asses, you know?
-I didn't have time to pack my things. -Hey.
I'm sorry.
She's not gonna pick tonight.
Do you have a plan?
Yeah, yeah, I had a plan, yeah.
Guns, and a car to get you all out of here.
All I have is the gun.
I hadn't planned for them to send Damocles.
One is hard enough, and all five are here.
Tactical clothing, night vision.
It's about to get rough.
What are you doing?
Do you remember Anita?
The family cleaning lady?
Rambo?
1982.
It was a hit.
After that movie, I wanted to live in the forest making traps all day.
Mmm.
A broomstick, a huge spring from the sofa bed
and a broken leg for Anita.
Well, I won't just break legs this time.
Here. Help me.
Nobody laughed back then.
Mom didn't have a sense of humor.
Same as you.
-You've never been funny. -I wasn't supposed to be.
It wasn't my role. Unlike you, you were free.
I was free?
I thought I was a second-class child, but…
apparently, I was free.
You won't be able to get into Lyna's head.
She is smart.
I know.
She's even smart enough to know you're hiding something.
What did you tell her?
Nothing. We should be focused here.
No need to get her confused.
What are you doing?
You're wasting ammo. That's what they want.
Hey.
What do you want?
You know, after it all goes down, we could go away together.
I want you to come with me.
You're giving me a choice now?
You tend to make the wrong ones.
There's a little gizmo,
that monitors me, and if I die the police will get some tips on The Olympus.
Shut up.
I'm doing this for you, Lyna.
You think I'm stupid, huh?
The Olympus ruined me.
Kept me from being a dad.
But you can give me another chance.
If I give you the key to the mine.
You think you know me?
I'm starting to think I do, yeah.
What will you do once I give you the key?
Put a bullet in my head?
Or a fork in my carotid?
And Selma, do you know her?
Want me to tell you what she's hiding?
Go on, speak.
Your mother didn't die in an accident.
Selma killed her.
Open the door! Please! Please, let me in! Open the door!
Open the door! Please, let me in!
Let me in, damn it! Open the door! Open it!
-No! -Hey!
I'm sorry.
I'm really sorry.
They said that if I didn't do it,
they'd find my wife. I'm…
Fuck.
I'm sorry.
Get down!
Sorry, sorry, sorry!
You're gonna be okay.
It's gonna be okay.
You jumped on him.
Where are you hiding?
I see you.
This isn't how I imagined it happening.
You took your sweet time.
-Eminem. -Oh, there you go. Yes, sir.
-Ah, of course, puts everyone to bed. -That's right.
Okay, well, finish him off.
Driss?
Dad?
You think you know me?
Your father took it. He's gone.
I went ahead and told him where you hid the phone.
Don't be so noisy next time.
Why?
We made an exchange.
You have no idea what you've done.
He's dangerous.
More than you and The Fury?
I wanted you alive, but given the situation…
Plus, you shouldn't have come into my home.
I'll say you resisted arrest.
Elie.
Elie, look at me.
You killed my mother?
Put the gun down.
You killed my mother?
No, but I should have.
Twenty years ago, when Kahina showed up at the underworld, nobody knew her.
We didn't know anything about her past or her family, and for a reason.
Her whole life was a lie.
A cover story for an undercover cop.
The N'Soumer family.
Four generations of cops, can you imagine?
When I discovered her secret, I was ready to eliminate her,
but your mother was smart.
She didn't wait for me.
She left without a trace.
Without even a word to the man she loved.
During her mission, she fell in love with the wrong man.
A dangerous man.
My brother.
Driss.
When he found out about her betrayal, it drove him mad.
He wanted revenge.
He tracked down Kahina's family,
but nobody could tell him where she was.
That blood-soaked lunch party made the headlines.
A whole family slaughtered. Innocent people.
It wasn't enough to soothe his rage.
Driss never gave up on finding your mother.
And now that he has the key to the mine, he'll be able to.
And if he does find her, he will kill her.