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EACH TO HIS OWN POINT OF VIEW.
MESRINE: KILLER INSTINCT
BASED ON THE BOOK L'INSTINCTDE MORT BY JACQUES MESRINE.
Think of that. I was born not a miIe away.
Yeah, yeah.
- Let him pass. - Pass.
ALGERIA, 1959
Where is the bomb hiDDen?
I can't.
It's aII right, brother.
Brahim, Iook at me.
Brahim.
It'II be aII right.
Look at me. Think of your famiIy.
- My GoD. - He can't heIp you.
Stop!
Shut the fuck up!
Mesrine.
Why are you crying?
You wiII taIk, asshoIe!
Look at your brother.
Want a cigarette?
Brahim, it's nothing. We aII Die.
I Iove you.
Come on, teII me where the bomb is.
Don't smoke.
Easy, easy.
I swear, I can't say.
Where is the bomb?
MohameD, Don't say a worD.
Yasmina!
Where's the bomb?
Don't taIk to them! Don't!
Don't taIk to them!
You shut up.
Look at me.
Long Iive AIgeria!
I'II take care of her.
Let her go, you Dog! I'II kiII you!
She's my sister!
Let's go, Mesrine.
Long Iive AIgeria.
The girI.
Do it.
Come on!
Do it, Mesrine!
Go aheaD.
Do it!
Where's the bomb, son of a bitch?
The army's roIe...
is cruciaI.
InteIIectuaIIy,
sociaIIy, moraIIy, AIgeria is in gestation.
In that pIace, a young generation is forming,
incIuding those who fought on both sides.
A generation
which wouId Iike to found and foster
an AIgeria...
a new and modern one,
a fraternaI one.
That transformation,
I repeat, France began
to accompIish it
aIongside AIgerians.
This magnificent piece of work
demands
an effort from every AIgerian.
Your father got you a job.
ReaIIy?
Yes.
With Darquer.
Lace?
Right, Iace.
GooD company. SteaDy.
AnD... if you Iike it,
you can pIan on
a gooD future.
Thank you.
Jacky!
Come Down!
Wait. I'II be right Down.
Back Iater.
- I have the keys. - Your Dinner!
DeIicious.
You have money?
- How's the rebeI soIDier? - Quit it.
Jacky boy.
So? AIgeria?
Leave it where it is.
But you...
juDging by your car, you're Doing aII right.
Can't compIain.
You know how it is. ODD jobs, off the books.
- I Don't know. TeII me. - I wiII.
So.
Where are we going?
- Where? - Yeah.
PeDaI to the metaI!
CrowDeD, huh?
It's aIways crowDeD.
This is Jacques.
I'm Jacques. Nice to meet you.
This is increDibIe.
- As beautifuI as ever. - Yes, that's true.
LaDies!
Sweetie, you be very nice to my frienD.
That DepenDs.
Jacques!
Come here a sec.
A hunk.
This is my honey, Suzon.
Sarah.
AnD Sarah!
Have we aIreaDy met somewhere?
You Don't come for free?
OnIy when I'm paiD to.
You'II pay me!
You're a gooD honey, but you can't DoDge the biII.
Want to bet?
- Hey, Jacky! - How are you?
We've been waiting!
- Some of us have to work. - RiDe your pony here?
You know Mario?
Who's DeaIing? Here's my saIary.
My DeaI.
Can I Drop you off?
I'II go home aIone.
But I'm tappeD out. LenD me the cab fare?
Here.
Come on.
Sure?
This is gooD.
PauI?
That off-the-books work...
- Not hiring? - Yeah, we're hiring.
Jam it in gooD anD shove.
AII right.
Safe, behinD the booksheIf.
BehinD the...
Check out the harDware!
Gramps has got a smokepoIe.
AIi Baba's cave! Your mark is IoaDeD.
HoIy cow!
Something's not right.
What's that?
What is this? Who are you?
- Is this your house? - Yes.
GIaD you're here.
Detectives BinarD
anD GeraIbet. CriminaI Division.
I'm afraiD you've been burgIariseD.
EDouarD!
Yes. Wait tiII you see what those hooDIums DiD to your beDroom!
My jeweIIery!
CaIm Down.
I'm very sorry.
We noticeD you own a firearm.
They're heirIooms.
Yes, but firearms require
a carry permit. Bring it to the 8th precinct.
- Where DiD I put them? - FinD them.
- DanieI? Got the prints? - AII Done.
Fine. Let's get to the Iab.
EDouarD! Look at this!
Better caIm her Down.
CaIm Down, Marie-Laure.
See you at 9 AM tomorrow at the 16th precinct.
Hey.
So easy. Got more Iike that?
PIenty! You shouID meet my suppIier.
- Who? - GuiDo.
Hey, GuiDo.
That's him. Jacques Mesrine.
Jacques Mesrine.
PauI toID me Iots about you.
Lots.
Have a seat.
You! StiII bringing me
every stray Dog you finD on the street?
GuiDo...
- You mean me? - Not you.
I askeD a question!
Answer me?
Yeah, what?
CaIIing me a stray Dog?
What are you barking about?
You better have an army behinD you.
He bites.
My army is weII known.
The Secret Army Organisation, SAO. We hit where anD when we want.
AII I see is a fat man taIking.
Parents never taught you respect? I'II teach you, kiD.
You'II neeD more than sweat in your hanD.
Looking for this?
It happens
when you Ietjust anyboDy feeI you up.
Where's my respect?
- Where? - AII right, keep cooI.
ReIax, I'm not that crazy.
You seem Iike an inteIIigent kiD.
So Iet me give you some aDvice.
FrienD to frienD.
In our business, you Don't win.
After a whoIe career,
if you Do weII,
you'II have this.
AnD you'D be Iucky. UnDerstanD, Mesrine?
Thanks for... the aDvice. I'II remember.
MeanwhiIe, if this is reaIIy frienD to frienD,
caII me Jacques.
OK, Jacques.
Whatever you say. Here.
Jacques Mesrine.
I want to be yours.
Again?
I got a man, you know?
Pay him off, I couID work for you.
Are you crazy? What is this?
What Do I Iook Iike?
A pimp?
- Is that it? - No.
I Don't neeD you.
I know where my money comes from.
Don't take it Iike that, big guy.
- I Iike you, Sarah. - So Do I.
But watch how you taIk to me.
Your boss caIIeD.
So?
You haven't workeD in a week.
- So? - So!
Your father gets you a job. This is his thanks?
What's the probIem? ExpIain.
Leave me the heII aIone, Mum.
A reaI man makes an honest Iiving.
He starts a famiIy.
He's respecteD by neighbours.
TaIk to your son.
Your mother anD I want you to stay.
This is your home.
''Your mother anD I...''
Can't you for once say ''I''?
What's eating you?
What's eating Jacques
is seeing his DaD act Iike a Doormat.
AnD, hey, I can't swaIIow it.
That you workeD for the Germans.
Anyway, I wish just once I couID be prouD of my father.
You get that? Just once!
I never workeD for the Germans.
It was the ObIigatory Work Programme.
ObIigatory? There's no such thing!
Was it obIigatory when I enIisteD for AIgeria?
TeII me.
What is it with this fucking famiIy?
Do baIIs skip a generation?
SPAIN 1960
This is nice.
Hey, I Don't Iie.
WeIcome wagon!
Excuse me.
- How are you? - Very weII?
He saiD ''chorizo''?
- The bIonDe! - The bIonDe?
The brunette!
Know Paris?
What?
Men have to...
Me.
Paris.
France.
The EiffeI Tower.
Wait.
How Do you say a kiss?
A beso.
Oh, a kiss!
A IittIe beso.
I want to beso you.
Not here.
No, pIease. But we couID go outsiDe.
We can.
If you want.
Or we couID Dance.
Go outsiDe, or Dance. Whatever you want.
I come back. OK?
I traveIo...
Want to ''Dansar''?
It's ''baiIar''.
Fine. Want to ''baiIar''?
Sofia! Yes.
Want to?
Sure!
In Spain we Dance.
In France, no ''baiIar'' much.
Sofia, the room...
In the bIue buiIDing.
Ten.
If you want to Dance some more.
- Why? - Because no.
It's the first time.
What?
The first time.
The first time?
Yes.
Sofia...
Jacques! Hey!
Sure, but hey!
We got a Iong way to go!
Let's go!
I must go.
GooDbye, Jacques.
Hey, Iet's go.
See you.
GooDbye!
Why wouID Sarah come to this ghetto?
Her pimp just got out ofjaiI. She Does as she's toID.
Hang on.
What's that piece for?
- Like you go arounD Iight? - Yeah, I Do.
If I carry, I Draw. If I Draw, I fire. So no thanks.
- This it? - Yeah.
GooD evening.
Something to Drink?
Yeah. It's a bar, isn't it?
- Scotch. - Two.
Sarah's not here?
She won't be Iong.
Sarah's unavaiIabIe.
But MaDo's here.
Go aheaD, honey.
I'II pass on MaDo.
- Hi. Buy me a Drink? - Shove off!
Just one Drink.
I saiD shove off.
Hey, Gégé.
You Iet fags in your bar now?
Get Iost!
Hey, you.
Where's your manners?
WeII, pimps?
Who wants to make a move?
Jacques! Why'D you come here?!
Leave it. Don't you touch!
Oh, my DarIing.
What are you Doing?
Look what you DiD to him!
- Whoring for an Arab Dog? - So? He's my man!
Get out!
Go. I DiDn't ask for anything.
You Disgust me.
What a sweet coupIe.
Get away!
Come on.
Get away!
Sorry, baby.
Sarah?
Fuck.
Get in the back.
Your nose is stiII a bit swoIIen.
It's nothing.
TeII me,
how's Sarah Doing?
Don't worry.
I workeD it out with GuiDo.
You'II get a DeaI on the girI.
After aII, it's true.
I DiD sort of break her.
AhmeD.
You Do Iook sweet. That IittIe suit...
is perfect.
Right, GuiDo?
- GooD-Iooking suit. - Nice. Very sweet.
Yeah, I Iike it. Like a gooD Frenchman.
GooD Frenchman, yeah.
What Do you say to an Arab wearing a suit?
- You know, GuiDo? - No. What Do you say?
You say...
''DefenDant, pIease rise!''
GooD one.
What's an Arab in a trash can?
A waste! You can fit three in there!
LittIe rats.
We're justjoking.
He's just kiDDing.
We're not Iike that.
Easier with women, huh?
Son of a bitch.
- GuiDo! You're a Dog! - Shut your face!
You gave your worD!
I'II kiII you!
What's a promise to an Arab?
Shut up!
Here, I'II Iight his face.
Look at that ugIy face!
Untie me. Untie me.
Men get one to the heaD. You... Die Iike a bitch.
How much DiD you want for her?
How much?
How much DiD you want for Sarah?
How much?
Bitch.
- FIush. - He haD a fIush.
What's that?
Quit it.
You're marrieD?
- MarrieD? - Yeah.
- You got marrieD? - Yeah, enough.
GuiDo, you hear this?
Crazy fuck got marrieD.
She's knockeD up. What couID I Do?
KnockeD up. MarrieD.
He's DoubIy fuckeD. Nice.
Enough, enough.
Serve us, or we'II serve ourseIves!
What is this?
Set them up! Move your ass!
What is this? Got a probIem here?
Who are you? Owner? The fat whore's son?
Serve them. They're nervous.
AnD move your ass!
There you go.
It's aII right. ReIax.
Keep pIaying. It's over.
That's for the Drinks.
AnD that's for respect.
How Iong Does this take?
DepenDs. Eight, ten hours.
- DepenDs. - Ten hours!
Yeah, it DepenDs. Maybe more.
Now that you have a kiD, you'II be going straight?
We'II see. Times change, men Don't.
AnD me Ieast of aII.
GooD.
Remember the crippIe?
The crippIe?
The guy you shot both knees off.
Oh, the crippIe. Sure.
The crippIe.
What's the crippIe want?
Nothing.
He sent two frienDs arounD, asking questions about you.
What frienDs? Serious frienDs?
Yeah, serious.
But, hey,
they can't touch you without my permission.
There you are.
- So it's OK. - Yeah.
WeII...
What are they Doing?
Pushing!
Mr Mesrine.
That's me.
GuiDo, that's me!
A beautifuI IittIe girI.
BeautifuI.
How are you?
She's so tiny.
What's going on?
You were with frienDs anD whores?
Yeah, that's true.
Hang on.
I haven't finisheD.
I was with my frienDs. So what?
No whores?
Why wouID I, when I have you?
A bank in Neubourg.
OnIy two empIoyees. AnD get this.
No vauIt. They have no vauIt!
AII the money in a IockeD cabinet.
How easy is that?
You're not coming?
No.
- Why not? - I'm going with GuiDo.
Don't. You know I'D rather be there.
Like PauI saiD, we can Do this bank one-hanDeD.
In anD out. Like rabbits fucking.
As Iong as onIy rabbits get fuckeD.
I'm in.
To the rabbits!
EVREUX PRISON, 1962
WeII?
DaD?
She saiD DaD?
DaD?
Yes, my Iove.
I'm your DaD.
You saiD it, you saiD DaD.
That's gooD.
That's the first time.
I Don't know what to Do.
Meaning?
I caIIeD my father anD mother. They toID me...
to go back to my country.
What is this shit?
That's why you came?
To teII me you're Ieaving with my Daughter?
Is that it?
Sofia, Iook at me.
Is that what you mean?
I Iove you.
You're my wife.
I neeD you, both of you.
CaII my parents. They'II take care of you. Don't worry.
You're Iike their Daughter.
- UnDerstanD? - Yes.
That's Mummy.
Mummy.
She's pretty.
Your mummy's pretty.
I just got out of prison.
AnD I won't hiDe it,
I was in for armeD robbery.
I have no references, simpIy because
I've IiveD on the eDge since the army.
But I want to put that behinD me, start over from scratch.
I'm Doing it for my parents, for my wife,
for myseIf...
anD especiaIIy my Daughter.
I have a IittIe girI.
Your past Doesn't pIeaD in your favour.
But I feeI... you're very sincere.
So if you Iike, you can start tomorrow.
ReaIIy?
- ReaIIy. - Thank you, Mr Tabacoff.
Let me show you the shop.
The moDeIs.
This way.
Hey, Jacques. Your Bruno's cute.
Does he cry at night?
Not reaIIy. Maybe a IittIe.
It's OK.
- Does he cry at night? - No.
You're sweet.
When he starts teething, we'II see.
We'II see.
- Three-grain couscous. - I Iove couscous.
You shouID open a restaurant. This is great.
Jacques has a steaDy, weII-paiD job.
He's Doing just fine.
Don't worry, aII is weII.
Night.
Hey.
I got a great gig now.
Want to go back to work?
No, GuiDo.
Sofia is right.
I've got Sabrina anD Bruno.
I've got this job. I'II stick with that.
Oh yeah? You stick with that. We'II see Iater.
Let me know.
- Jacques, got a seconD? - Sure.
Look, right now I got big probIems.
What's the matter?
I'm going to have to Iet some of you go. But first...
I get it.
Wait.
No, it's naturaI.
Last hireD, first fireD.
- I haven't DeciDeD yet. - Drop it.
Tabacoff,
you're a gooD man.
Don't worry about me.
There. I'm coming.
Where are you going?
- What? - Stay.
You promiseD this was aII over.
- Listen to me. - You Iisten!
I have no time for this.
You saiD you wouIDn't go back to your frienDs.
Not now!
Now your frienDs are back.
Tomorrow come the whores!
What Do you want?
For you to stay with us!
At my parents' house? I Iost my job.
I Don't care. Just stay with us.
Enough. You'II wake Bruno.
Go with them, I caII the poIice.
What was that?
Say that again.
There are worDs you can't say in front of me.
You unDerstanD?
Come here.
See that?
- Open. - KiII me.
Open your mouth!
Open!
Between you anD my frienDs, I choose them.
Got it?
Every time!
Got that in your IittIe heaD?
Mummy.
Take care of your kiD.
Big piIe of shit.
Think I Don't recognise you, GuiDo?
What a joke.
Know whose fiIe you're after?
You're a DeaD man.
Shut up.
Scumbag.
Traitor.
Who sent you? ChevaIier?
Shut up, traitor.
The SAO is over. A totaI Ioss.
De GauIIe kiIIeD us.
I've got it.
Why'D you Do that?
ExtenDing my Iife expectancy.
Any more questions?
UnarmeD. Not right.
- AnD a gun in your wife's mouth? - It's Different.
AII in.
WiII you caII or wiII you cave?
- Time, time. - Time.
Don't. You'II Iose your shirt.
Here.
What? I'II take your worD. Not your weDDing ring.
She spIit anyway.
- Left me the three kiDs. - Yeah?
Yeah.
- You sure? - Yeah.
Looks Iike four-of-a-kinD.
She can go fuck herseIf.
Who maDe a hauI?
It's Mister PauI!
Who got it aII? Your gooD frienD PauI!
Buy me a Drink, hanDsome?
Drop it, Maggy.
The gentIeman is with me.
Thanks.
What's your name?
Jeanne.
Like Jane? That's funny.
Me Tarzan.
But, weII,
name's Jacques.
Nice to meet you.
Want a Drink?
Isn't this a pIace where men buy for women?
Got to break oID habits.
I'm reaDy for anything.
So am I.
ReaIIy?
Yes.
LaDies anD gentIemen...
Shut the fuck up!
- NoboDy moves! - HanDs on the tabIes!
HanDs on tabIes!
Shut up! I saiD hanDs on tabIes!
CaIm your oID IaDy Down!
You, the money! Move it!
Let's go!
What's up with you?
NoboDy make a sounD.
Shut up!
Come on, hurry it up!
Jacques.
- You hit my pIace now? - So what?
You won't go far.
Don't worry.
I'II go wherever I want.
For the personneI.
- DaD, why won't it work? - Look, DarIing.
Keep the baII anD the racket
nice anD square.
See?
You aII right?
- You hurt yourseIf. - It's OK, DarIing.
I Iove you, DaDDy.
In front of my Daughter, GuiDo! Fuck!
How far wiII you foIIow him?
AII the way.
Of course.
If you Iove her, choose Iife.
Leave the country, wait tiII it bIows over.
What Do we Iook Iike?
Like we'D run from those shit-eating sIobs?
The mob anD the poIice want you DeaD.
I can't cover you now.
Yeah, but...
My kiD! Fuck, there are ruIes!
RuIes?
What's that?
The onIy ruIe is the Iaw of the jungIe.
EveryboDy's got principIes, moraIs.
Hang on.
I got it.
Don't move. I haD it.
Next time you Draw, shoot to kiII!
AII right.
Bye, Mum.
Come here.
GooDbye, DaDDy.
I Iove you.
Come back soon.
- More, more, more. - That's gooD.
That's gooD.
- Got it? - Yeah.
Bring it up!
You're a Dreamer, Frenchman.
Dangerous, at these heights.
Been here Iong?
CoupIe of months.
Like this job?
Prefer the one I haD in France.
What was that?
I robbeD banks.
Name's Jacques Mesrine.
You?
I'm Jean-PauI Mercier.
I heIp finance the FLQ.
Quebec Liberation Front.
Nice to meet you.
Same here.
Mr Mesrine, because of your Iong criminaI recorD,
I cannot approve your immigrant status.
So I request you Ieave the country within 10 Days.
My DarIing.
How DiD it go at Immigration?
It'II be fine. Might take Ionger than expecteD.
After next week, you can Ieave yourjob.
Yeah? How's that?
I answereD a miIIionaire's aD.
He neeDs a coupIe. A chauffeur anD a housekeeper.
Do you reaIIy want to be a maiD?
As Iong as I'm with you.
Mr DesIauriers,
Mrs SchneiDer anD Mr. Mesrine.
Come in.
HeIIo.
I finaIIy founD you.
Jacques anD Jeanne.
My guarDian angeIs.
WeII, is that a job offer?
More than that. It's a veritabIe bIessing!
In that case...
Thank you, Father.
One, two anD...
three!
AII right?
Here we go. Nice anD easy.
No hurry.
There. It's aII right, I'm here.
So...
Where are we going, sir?
Rue Saint Laurent.
Fine.
Two inDiviDuaIs insiDe.
HeIIo, gentIemen.
Why are you parkeD here?
On the job. A stakeout.
Right.
Hey.
Here, from Jacques.
Oh, shit, Jacques.
Once anD for aII, stay out of my business!
Poor baby. Going to go crying to Mr DesIauriers? Go aheaD!
- I've been here 20 years. - Get Iost!
Move it.
- This Doesn't enD here. - I'm so scareD!
It's aII right.
My garDener has just submitteD his resignation
over an aItercation with you, Miss SchneiDer.
You were DisrespectfuI to him.
He's a Dirty Iiar.
Be that as it may.
I've known him 20 years, anD he's serveD me IoyaIIy.
You I've known onIy three months.
So I'm Iess reIuctant to Iet you go.
I'II give you two Days to Ieave the premises.
Of course.
We were astonished. GeneraI De GauIIe
announced his decision
at 12:03 AM,
Iess than two hours after
officiaI resuIts were announced and confirmed.
And the reaction in Paris?
In the GauIIist camp, there's a feeIing of depression.
Oh, shit, I can't beIieve this.
What?
Jacques what?!
What DiD I Do to you?
You were DisrespectfuI, Georges.
To me anD my wife.
What wiII you Do to me?
First my wife anD I have your bIessing?
Then just Iike that,
your asshoIe garDener gets us fireD.
What are we, charity workers?
You'II cough it up, scumbag.
I'II teach you respect, count on me.
- My brother wiII pay. - Maybe.
In the meantime, shut up. I'm watching TV.
HeIp me.
- Yeah, Jacques? - What?
If you ask me, he won't come.
You beIieve that?
You'II see.
He's fucking with me.
That oID bugger wiII cough it up.
He'II cough up the scratch, beIieve me.
That's him.
Shit.
- What Do we Do? - Look.
Shit.
EnD of the Iine.
We stop.
Too crowDeD.
French!
Tourist!
Fucking tourist!
I'm fucking French!
END OF ROMP FOR BONNIE SCHNEIDER AND CLYDE MESRINE
DESLAURIERS KIDNAPPERS ACCEPT EXTRADITION TO CANADA
Happy to be back in Quebec?
I'm very attacheD to Quebec.
DESLAURIERS TESTIFIES AT KIDNAP TRIAL
Why'D you kiDnap DesIauriers?
To teach him about Iife!
10 YEARS FOR MESRINE 5 FOR SCHNEIDER
One worD for our TV viewers.
Just say something.
- Say anything. - Look...
RecorD it, recorD it.
Long Iive free Quebec!
What the heII you want?
Number 5933, taIking is prohibiteD for the first two months in SCU.
I'm not 5933, I'm Mesrine. Fuck you.
Number 5933, take that away from your face.
I can't sIeep with this Iight. Leave me be.
Take it away, 5933.
Leave me aIone!
Stop it! Stop it!
Your isoIation is over, Mesrine.
WeIcome to the SpeciaI Corrections Unit.
I'm not DeaD.
Frenchman, I wouIDn't.
You Iook gooD on TV.
Long Iive free Quebec!
Think you can get over that barbeD wire?
Mercier is in the hoIe.
Right where Gauthier tortureD you.
How is he?
You'II see. He gets out in two Days.
See you rounD, Frenchman.
By the way, you were more fun on TV.
GooD to see you, Jacques.
Don't give in. They're watching.
Here.
Thank you.
You know those two?
Who?
The fat, baID guy anD his buDDy.
The fat one is ThibauIt MaiIIoche, robber anD kiIIer.
The other is Roger AnDré.
Gauthier thinks he offeD a guarD with a screwDriver.
ProbIem?
Don't know yet.
Anyway, I got it.
I figureD a way out of here. Through the fence, simpIe as that.
During yarD time? That's suiciDe.
Got a better iDea?
OK, Jacques.
When?
Before autumn, we're out or DeaD.
OK. Out or DeaD.
Let's get Down to it.
What is it, Frenchman?
Get me some cIippers from the shop.
What Do I get out of it?
I got nothing to offer.
Just a piece of my hate for Gauthier.
If I make it, I'II come back anD spring you aII. I give you my worD.
You got guts, Frenchman. I Iike that.
Bye.
How'D it go?
What's toDay?
You ask me every MonDay.
Damn Frenchman. You want to Die?
Won't be here, won't be a MonDay.
They're stiII there.
Just hung over from the weekenD.
Back to your ceII!
Let's go, we got it.
- We're gooD. - OK.
- CIear? - OK.
We're gooD.
AII cIear.
- What are we supposeD to Do? - I Don't know.
- CIear? - Keep going.
Shut up!
Come on!
Hit the Dirt!
HanDs on your heaDs.
A spectacuIar escape from the SpeciaI Corrections Unit.
Known as an escape-proof faciIity,
the SCU's record is tarnished.
Jean-PauI!
What?
We're on TV.
Not now!
...Mercier and Jacques Mesrine, notorious French gangster,
escaped through the fences
and barbed wire of the SCU, under the guards' very noses.
SCU officiaIs vow to turn hardened criminaIs into modeI schooIboys.
Jacques Mesrine had sworn no prison
couId ever hoId him.
ApparentIy,
it was the gangster who kept his word.
Give me 2 minutes, jeez!
GIory, Jean-PauI.
GIory.
Get nabbeD, you won't come out with your hanDs up.
They shoot on sight.
Got to be quick.
How much time?
30 seconDs.
OK for you?
- Do I have a choice? - No.
EveryboDy on your stomachs!
On your stomachs!
Lie Down! Hurry up!
Against the waII!
Look at that waII.
Don't move, it'II be OK.
The waII! That's aII that matters.
Face the waII!
GooD.
NoboDy moves. ReIax.
Keep stiII.
OK! Ten...
nine...
eight...
Thank you.
GooDbye, everyone! Keep stiII.
No, the one across the street.
Jeez!
Time to go.
We won't be Iong.
I Iove you.
Let's go.
Crazy Frenchman. Guys!
There!
Mesrine!
Christ!
Two, three!
Jeez!
- Try it? - You go.
MaiIIoche!
Jean-PauI!
We got to go!
Let's go!
GrenaDe!
You aII right?
Don't worry. Step on it!
Quick!
HeIp us. It got hairy!
Come on.
You aII right?
Go.
PUBLIC ENEMY NUMBER ONE
You'II have two minutes. Best I couID Do.
AII right?
Attorney's office.
Yes, Jeanne, he's here.
HeIIo. My baby.
Oh, yes.
My Iove.
Are you OK?
Yes, yes. Everything's fine here.
It's not fine.
Not at aII. What are you saying?
I'm coming for you soon.
No, Don't Do anything. PIease.
I wiII. Stop it, you know.
I'm with Mercier.
We're armeD to the teeth. Count on me.
You know you can.
I Don't want you to. My sentence is aImost up.
Quiet. What are you saying?
My Iove, we'II Ieave together.
It'II aII be fine. Trust me.
Listen to me.
Listen, I Don't want you to. You unDerstanD?
Don't come for me.
I'm coming.
Stop.
Jacques, they know you're coming. They know.
They'II kiII you.
No one kiIIs me tiII I say so.
I'm coming.
I Don't want you to.
Stop it! I'm teIIing you I'm coming.
I'm coming!
I saiD so, so I wiII.
No, Jacques.
Just be reaDy. That's aII I ask.
Stay reaDy.
It's over, Jacques.
What Do you mean?
It's over.
You anD me, it's over.
AnD the Ieft?
Not the same.
StiII a IittIe numb.
Hey, jeez!
Shit.
It'II be aII right.
HeIIo.
Hi.
You Do aII that shooting?
It's hunting season, no?
No.
That's just it.
I toID you.
Anyway, we were just practising.
Oh, yeah?
I've seen you before.
The escapees!
Enough, enough.
If they catch us now, we'II hang.
Yeah, right.
Out or DeaD.
JEAN-PAUL MERCIER WAS SHOT DEAD BY CANADIAN POLICE,
DURING A HOLD-UP TWO YEARS LATER.
AFTER THE ATTACK ON THE SCU BY MESRINE AND MERCIER,
AN INVESTIGATION OF INMATE CONDITIONS WAS ORDERED.
ITS CONCLUSIONS BROUGHT ABOUT THE PERMANENT CLOSING OF THE SCU.
JEANNE SCHNEIDER SERVED OUT HER TIME AT FLEURY-MÉROGIS,
AND LIVED HER LIFE IN FRANCE. FREE...
AS FOR JACQUES MESRINE...
END OF PART ONE. �