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If we find out whose money it is,
we'd make sense of the killings.
We'd also have to track down|the other car.
If its driver has anything to do|with the money,
we'd have a better fix.
Think there's a connection with Vogel?
I don't know.
He escapes in the morning|between Marseille and Paris,
and the next day two guys|are found dead on the same route.
Well?|- The tire casts of the second car.
Two makes of tire,|three levels of wear.
The car's not new.|Probably a '66 or a '67 model.
- What make?|- Ford, Chevrolet, Plymouth?
Anyone asks for me, my name is Corey.|I'll be over there.
CAR REGISTRATION
This friend wants|to keep a low profile.
I want you to meet him|to discuss a job.
Two whiskeys.
No, thanks.|I never touch it.
A double.
You're real scum.
Insulting an officer|in the exercise of his duties.
Don't make things worse.
You know this arrest's for show,|for your customers and staff,
just to make things easy for you.
Just sit back.
It's like this, Santi.
As I said last night,|I don't want to bring you down.
And I'm not changing my plan.
If I have to, I'll haul you in|every week for two days of questioning.
Inform your lawyer,|even though I can prevent you.
And phone your bartender|to bring your meals here.
Everyone at the club will know,|and my visit won't hurt your reputation.
You said even if I haven't an informer's|nature, you'd force me to help you.
You've got your psychology|all wrong.
Nothing can change|a man's basic nature.
I'm not calling my lawyer|or my bartender.
I'm not an informer.
Put him on ice.
He just pulled the classic|opening routine.
"He is not and never|will be an informer."
- Anything on Vogel?|- Nothing.
I'll speak to Santi again|before releasing him.
They know each other well.
If we don't get Vogel|in a day or two,
Santi will hear about him.
That's when I make my move.
And his phone?|- Round-the-clock wiretap.
No introductions needed.
How are you?
And you?
You haven't heard?
I'm a wanted man.|Escaping arrest.
- Wanted by who?|- Mattei. A classmate of yours.
Lot of good that'll do you.
Five people will be in on this.
The three of us, the one|who put us on to it, and the fence.
Only one fence can handle|this kind of merchandise.
He has to agree first.
Vogel has to lie low,|so I'll go see him.
And someone has to case the premises.
That person will be you.
MAUBOUSSIN JEWELERS
Your bracelets, please.
Of course, sir.|This way, please.
What sort did you have in mind?
We have emeralds.
This piece is quite lovely.
Or perhaps sapphires.
This is a recent design.
Very nice.
Watches.
That one.
We also make this kind of bracelet
with rubies.
I think a bracelet would be best...
for a very young woman.
I must think it over.
At your service, sir.
It all checks out as you said.
The bulletproof glass showcases|double as safes.
No need to remove and put back|the hundreds of different pieces.
The showcases are opened|and closed electronically.
The wall key does exist.
It controls the showcases
and the electric eyes that block access|to the showroom from the landing.
There's no way in|other than the way you'll use.
But beware:
There are surveillance cameras, too.
It'll be about 20 million,|market value.
Unset, recut,|with the platinum melted,
stones and gems|are worth only 25% to me.
Don't expect more than five million.
How long?
Leave me the goods for 2 4 hours,|and I'll pay the next day.
If you can find a better offer...
There are few of you.
True enough.
Well?
- I'll phone and come by.|- No, come without phoning.
It's better that way.
Anyway, I imagine
I'll read about|the merchandise in the papers.
- Probably.|- Precisely.
If I'd known about his release,|he wouldn't have hit me at home.
And three of my boys|would still be alive.
I didn't realize there was trouble.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have...
What's on your mind?
Nothing.
Let's hear it.
Let's hear it!
That's it.
Plouvier.
They're not much for talk.
A lot of good this does me.
SENSATIONAL PLACE VENDÔME HEIST
DARING BURGLARS MAKE OFF|WITH 20 MILLION IN JEWELS
- Do we throw it out?|- Not an anonymous letter!
THE BURGLARS' NAMES|IN THE NEXT LETTER
If the follow-up comes,
we may discover the author,|thanks to both.
It's happened before.
- Paris postmark.|- File it with the letter.
It's too big for me.
Too hot.
I won't find a buyer|for such merchandise.
I'd have to wait months|to show it in any European market.
No one will touch it.
Thanks.|You just did me a big favor.
I won't forget this.
Corey won't forget this either.
He won't have the time to remember.
We have to talk to Santi fast.
No, he has the police on his back.
He's got plenty of contacts,|and he's legit.
True. And I've never seen him|make a false move.
All right. If you two say so.
My friend has to know quick|if you can handle his affair.
His name is Corey.
Tell him to be|at your place at 1:00 a.m.
and wait in the back booth.
Isn't it better at his place?
Not for the first contact.
He'll be there.
You bet we have the evidence|and your two friends...
Come off it.|Nothing happens in my school.
Your father's coming.
He'll be delighted to learn|his son's involved in...
I'm involved in nothing.|You're just wasting your time.
Maybe not.
He's here, Chief.|He's coming up.
You, at last.
Sorry to disappoint you.|I'm not here for you.
Ah, the vice squad.|More hot water?
- Not at all.|- What then?
Nothing. It's my son.
What did he do?
Come into my office.
So, what's the problem?
My son Jean-Marc. He's 16.
He and two classmates|were picked up today.
What for?
Marijuana dealing.|But I know Jean-Marc.
I make sure he stays in line.
- Oh, sorry-|- Come in.
Ask Narcotics about the business|with the Santi boy.
Don't go thinking -
Did I ask you for anything?|Did I promise anything?
Anyway, if he's mixed up|in this marijuana business...
That's it! I get it now!
This is what you meant|the night after Vogel's escape.
Cut the playacting.
Well?
Sir!
Hello, Doctor?|Emergency in Office 67.
Attempted suicide.
Two tubes of aspirin|he found in a drawer.
What happened?
I tried to scare him a bit.
Then I promised that if he told us|who smoked in his class, we'd let him go.
- And?|- He told me.
This was none of your business!
This was all done for the father.
Why go overboard?
Sir, I was just trying|to give you a hand.
Now the case goes|to theJuvenile Squad.
Just get him to the hospital quick.
If anything happens to him,|I promise you a "promotion"!
I just told him.
This should simplify matters, in fact.
I dream up this charade,|and it turns out to be true.
These kids...
"They're born innocent,|but it doesn't last."
Your boy's in over his head.
Only you can help him now.
You see how?
Will he be here all night?
What was the bullet made of?
Lead, antimony and tin.
A light, soft, low-density alloy.
How did you get the right mix?
It depends on the trajectory.
In this case,|65 feet, 5l/100 of a second.
The time it takes|for partial fusion and cooling,
before it flattens against the lock.
The little tumblers.
It sort of molds them.
Understand?
No, but it's brilliant.
I studied ballistics 20 years ago|with Marchand,
who's now Chief Inspector|of Internal Affairs. IAD.
What's that?
The police who investigate the police.
One other thing.
I don't want my cut.
You and Vogel can split it.|You'll need it more.
I still don't understand.
I'll stick with you
until you're both in the clear.
And I'll see Santi's fence with you.
Make sure all goes well.
Why join us, then?|It was thanks to you -
Thanks to you,|I locked the beasts away.
Beasts?
Too long to explain.
I'll pick you up in an hour.
Hello, Fiorello.
Hello, Ofrčne.
You dozing?
Time to eat.
Come on, children.
Where's Grifollet?
Here you are.
Did Santi fill you in?
On everything.
Think you can handle it?
I think so.
If I can see them,|and if you're not in a hurry.
What do you mean|by "not in a hurry"?
An affair this big|has to be done in stages.
Don't let anyone say otherwise.
Above a certain sum...
How long?
Between receipt of the merchandise|and the first payment, not long.
But count on a week|before the second payment.
A week?
I know, but it's the best I can do.
And the first payment?
Twenty-four hours|after you deliver the merchandise.
Santi will be around|to vouch for me.
- Where do I deliver?|- To my home in Louveciennes.
I'll draw you a map.
I had a good impression.|It seems aboveboard.
Santi there?
And Jansen?
I'm picking him up.|He's coming along.
- So am I.|- Don't be a fool.
Wait here till I get back.
Tomorrow we clear out.
-Jansen, too?|- He's staying. He's not worried.
To each his own.
I'm off. See you later.
Take it easy.
We've seen worse.
Wait here.
He's here.
Come this way.
Corey, take the bag and run for it.
Take the bag and run for it!
I'm right behind you.
Why not tell him who I am?
He wouldn't have left otherwise.
You!
So...
stupid as ever on the force, eh?
All men, Mr. Mattei.