Mysterious music
...
- What the fuck...
...
- What the fuck is going on?
Animal cries
...
Beating of the wings of birds
Calling of birds
Roar of a chainsaw
...
- Go ahead.
- Let's go, we've wasted enough time.
(in Bushinengue)
Intriguing music
- Get on the ground!
Move it!
On the ground!
- What are you playing at?
- On the ground.
Hands behind your back!
A warning shot is fired
I told you to get on the ground.
- You're making a big mistake.
What do you want?
What do you want? I'll give it to you.
- You're not giving me anything.
I'm taking it.
- Put it back where you got it. Give it back!
You motherfucker! Son of a bitch.
Mysterious music
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Roar of an engine
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- Shut the fuck up!
- Bitch!
- That whore...
Theme music
...
- Yes! Yes!
We fucking did it!
We fucked them up, those pricks.
You were right,
it was an opportunity not to be missed.
- Stop the car.
Pull over!
Give me your gun.
Easy.
- No!
She is choking.
...
She screams.
- Fuck!
A shot is fired
You shot me!
-Get out!
Suspenseful music
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Shots are fired
...
Fuck!
...
He screams.
Suspenseful music
...
She coughs.
...
- In another three hours
we can make a phone call.
- To your friends?
You have a lot of
friends like that?
- They will pay.
- Yeah, probably...
- Are you gonna make it, little guy?
- What the fuck are you doing?
- Hey!
- Let go of me!
- That's enough! Stop it! Stop!
- This is not the time!
- You little shit!
- You're a pain in the ass!
Stop!
Aren't we in enough trouble as it is?
Let's go. You lead!
What's that over there? What is that?
What the fuck is that?
Mysterious music
...
Intriguing music
...
- She went that way.
...
- Need a hand?
...
Shots are fired
Jackye!
...
Jackye!
...
Jackye!
...
A shot is fired
Groaning
...
After all I've done for you.
...
She coughs.
Gasping for breath
- We don't pass up an opportunity,
right?
Isn't that what you always told me?
- You're right.
You're right, Jackye.
Look at me.
Not with me.
Why did you have to do that?
Mysterious music
...
A shot is fired
A cry of rage
...
Keep an eye on the merchandise.
- Have a drink.
- What do we do now?
I'll fetch the money from Suriname.
He sighs.
He turns on the tap.
...
- Two beers.
Roar of an engine
- Here you go.
Throbbing of engines
...
Antoine gives a whistle.
Soft music
...
Suspenseful music
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- Do you have money for the beer?
- Yeah, yeah.
Perfect.
...
A toast to us?
...
- Good morning, gentlemen.
(Slavic accent)
- And to Sarah Bernhardt, too.
- Three beers.
- I'm not going to
operate the mine with you.
- What are you trying to say?
- I told you. I'm done.
- Got any fags?
- No, I don't have any.
- Hey, you're crazy.
No, no. Keep your shit.
- Hang on. You said you were OK with it.
- I never said I was OK with it.
- Are you kidding me?
- That doesn't mean I'm OK with it.
I gave you a list of stuff.
- Is it you who smells like fish?
- Hang on. What's the deal?
What is it?
What's going on? Is it Nathalie, is that it?
- What are you talking about?
What am I involved in?
- Drink. I love stories
about drunken savages.
- French Guiana,
- No, it's not over.
it's over for me.
Do you realize what you're saying?
- No. Hang on.
- I'm going to leave.
Without Sarah Bernhardt, you wouldn't be able to leave.
I need you to develop the mine. So it's too bad you're not happy.
Give me six months then you can quit.
- Are you giving me orders now?
Listen to me carefully.
You take your share. I take mine and we go our separate ways.
Develop the mine, sell the mine, it's your call.
I don't give a shit about Sarah Bernhardt.
Got it?
- Go on, have a drink.
- Another one!
Another one!
Intriguing music
...
Come on, drink up.
Go on, drink.
Go on, have another drink.
- Hey, drinking champ!
- Excuse me. Could you stop that?
- Are you talking to us?
- What are you doing?
Vincent.
- I asked you a question.
- I'm talking to you.
- I'm sorry. He's been drinking.
- What are you doing here?
- We're with the Forestry Commission.
We got a report
of trees down on the road.
- Don't be a smart-ass.
- Shut the fuck up.
- Take it easy!
- Get your hands up!
- I don't want any trouble.
- Don't you move! Don't move.
- Your papers!
- I don't have them.
- Yeah.
- Is that your 4x4?
- Go and take a look.
Gunfire
Exchange of fire
...
- Oh! Shit!
Crap!
Let go of me!
...
Suspenseful music
Roar of the engine
...
Gun shots
...
- Good morning.
Birds chirping\i0}
- Good morning.
...
He sings well!
- Do you know anything about picolettes?
- Yes. My godfather had them.
- Who is your godfather?
- Louis. Of Saint-Elias.
- I'm sorry.
At least we know what happened.
- What happened?
- We found his body in the forest. It was in all the papers.
You didn't know?
- Good morning.
Mysterious music
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- Look at this one.
- He's mine. He's not for sale.
- He's beautiful, isn't he?
- I said, he's mine.
He's not for sale.
- Yes, he's for sale.
- Is he for sale or not?
- Shall we take him?
- Yes. He's so handsome.
...
- I have others, you know.
...
- You know why I'm not going to kill you?
Cause you're gonna help me
to fix your shit!
You want to tell me how to live my life, huh?
You?
...
Unbelievable...
* Latin music
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Telephone ringing
...
- How's it going?
(in Portuguese)
- What?
*- Tomasinho, release Clara.
Let her go!
It didn't go as planned.
Come and get us
on the Maripasoula trail,
* on the bridge over Ravignan Creek.
A door opens.
Muffled cries
- What do you want, asshole?
- Shut up!
- I'll cut up your family
into pieces.
- Who are you gonna cut up?
- It was a mistake,
to let her go.
- We'll give them the mine.
- Don't touch the mine!
- We'll give them the mine!
This is the only way
that they don't slaughter us,
you, me, my wife and my daughter!
Intriguing music
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Son of a bitch.
...
- Your friend and I,
we've come to an arrangement.
...
If the money's right,
we can always
come to an arrangement.
I should kill you.
- What do we do with them?
- They're coming with us.
Mysterious music
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- Mrs. Quintero...
Vincent and I...
We found the Sarah Bernhardt mine.
It's a rich lode of gold.
There are 10 tons.
10 tons.
...
Are you interested?
...
Do you understand what I'm saying?
...
- I don't understand French.
...
- Clara...
- Make me dream.
- What?
- Make me dream.
Vincent sighs.
Make me dream.
- "Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,
"Having some business,
"do entreat her eyes
"To twinkle in their spheres
"till they return.
"What if her eyes were there,
"they in her head?
"The brightness of her cheek..."
Oh, shit. I can't remember.
I...
- "What if her eyes were there,
"they in her head?
"The brightness of her cheek
would shame those stars
"As daylight
"doth a lamp. Her eye in heaven..."
- Would through the airy region
"stream so bright
"That birds would sing
"and think it were not night."
- I love "Roméo et Juliette".
What do we do now?
You held me hostage.
My mother and Goldman lost a million...
- I'll recover your million in 48 hours.
- I have a plan.
- Where are you going to find it?
Don't worry.
Snort of derision
- What about the kidnapping?
- Another 250,000.
For the inconvenience.
- At first,
it was quite pleasant.
- Enough talking!
- Wait a minute, mum!
He'll pay us if we give him 48 hours.
- 48 hours,
48 days, 48 years...
48 seconds, the time to say a prayer.
- I don't believe in God.
- That's sad.
- I don't care.
- Take him to the pond.
- Hang on!
I was the one who was kidnapped.
- And I who was insulted
by a Frenchman who caused us to lose a million.
- Mum,
can we talk about this, please?
Please.
Mysterious music
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- You bastard! Fucking arsehole!
- Fuck off.
Tomasinho laughs.
- You've got 48 hours.
...
- You gave them the Sarah Bernhardt mine?
- No.
Just the million we owe them.
- Just a million?
And they didn't kill us?
Did you fuck Clara?
Vincent laughs.
- No, no. Didn't even have to do that.
- Oh, OK...
Do you have a million?
- No.
I have 80,000 from Camp Alpha.
- Oh, OK...
And you thought, "That prick Serra...
will chip in the remaining 920,000"?
Well, I don't have 920,000.
Especially not to cover your stupidity.
Message notification
A car door opens.
The engine fires into life
...
OK...
Telephone ringing
*- Yeah. You called me?
- Hello?
*- What's going on?
- Where were you? I left you 20 messages.
- Your daughter just assaulted a guy over a songbird.
- Oh, shit.
Has he filed a complaint?
- She's in custody.
*- Don't worry. I'll take care of it.
No. I'm heading back to Cayenne.
I'll go and get her.
Don't worry about it.
No, it's going to be OK.
Love you.
- Everything OK?
- Yeah, everything is OK.
My daughter's in custody, we lost 200 kilos of gold,
we have 48 hours to come up with a million
and the car broke down.
All is well! Life is good!
- We'll do as you suggested:
we'll sell it.
To Cayenor.
- 5 million.
They'll argue, they'll say we can't go that high...
You hold tight and you don't let it go for less than 5 million.
- OK. OK.
The engine purrs.
Vincent sighs.
...
- What happened to you?
- It's a long story.
- "It's a long story"...
"I can't tell you"...
"You don't need to know"...
There's not much room,
for me, right?
- I'm a bad father,
is that it?
You're right.
I'm a bad father.
What you did was stupid.
- I know!
- It's that one over there.
- What is that thing?
- Well, it's...
- "Complicated"?
- Come and see.
The bird sings.
- Thank you.
- I don't want you to do
things like that any more.
Never again. Please.
...
- Louis told me, if anything happened to him,
that he would like his ashes scattered in the forest.
...
- One day, I'll do whatever it takes for him.
I promise you.
But right now...
- This is not the time.
I know.
- How would you like to finish the year
at the French school in Miami?
- Are you trying to get rid of me?
- No, no.
Your mother knows the director.
She thinks that...
it would be better for you.
- I don't know.
The engine starts.
Mysterious music
Ring tone
You've reached Anita. Please leave a message.
Beep
- Yes, Coligna, it's me.
I wanted to know where you were. I wanted to talk to you.
That's all.
I miss you. Give me a call.
Dark music
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- Here you are, your 10,000 euros.
Now go away.
- Wait.
Wait!
Does the Frenchman satisfy you?
- Always.
- Well that's another 10,000 then.
- Leave me alone.
- No one comes between you and me.
You're mine.
Hey!
You're mine, damn it!
...
Soft music
...
She nods.
- Are you there?
- Yes.
- Are you OK?
Does it snow in Paris?
- Sometimes, yes.
- I want to see snow.
I've never seen it.
- You want to see snow?
...
- We'll go, if you want.
- What happened?
- It's nothing.
A fight with Serra.
- It's all swollen.
- Don't touch it.
- Did Serra do this to you?
- Yeah.
- Why?
- No reason.
- Stop it.
Don't you have something to tell me?
- No. I just wanted to know where you were.
- You know where I was.
Vincent, tell me...
Tell me.
- It's nothing. I'd rather talk about you.
- Me, what?
- A Brazilian lady
who wants to see snow...
A Brazilian lady
who's a little bit down.
- It must be beautiful! I dream about it.
- We'll go. I promise.
- Really?
He nods.
When?
Intriguing music
- Ogier...
I don't know why, but your cockiness
is spoiling my appetite.
- Perhaps this will stimulate your appetite.
10 tons.
Maybe 20, 50, who knows...
- Where does it come from?
- The Sarah Bernhardt mine.
- You've found the legendary mine?
- Exactly.
And it's for sale.
I want to see your boss.
- Muller?
- Viviane Muller.
- I'll make it happen.
- And I want to see her alone.
Ring tone
...
*- Well?
- They want to see it.
- Don't give an inch on the 5 million.
You have to show them. What else can we do?
You have no choice, Vincent.
Look, I... No. I'll call you back.
He sighs.
- So, when do we leave?
- I don't know.
I have something important
that I need to get sorted.
- Antoine.
- It won't take long.
- No...
- Give me a month.
In a month, we leave. Agreed?
- No.
Right now.
- Nathalie, please.
I can't leave right now.
I just can't.
Melancholy music
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Nathalie!
- It's over.
...
Soft music
...
Helicopter
...
- Vincent Ogier. Good morning, madam.
- Good morning.
Shall we go?
- Come on.
Mysterious music
...
- What's over there?
- It's nothing.
...
- Have you told anyone about the mine?
- No, not yet. It's this way.
I took samples
over 250 meters.
The seam extends over 600 meters.
The grade is 40g/t.
...
It's over there.
...
- We are in the Guiana Amazonian Park.
It could take years to get the necessary permits.
- We're not going to seek permits.
I'm going to mine the gold
and funnel it directly to you.
- You want to operate illegally?
- I did an internship at Cayenor.
I know you've done it before.
And frankly,
given your performance last year...
Shall I continue?
OK. In six months,
we can extract 8 tons of gold.
No more than six months, or we'll spotted.
That's 240 million Euros.
I'll give you 40%.
- 50. Anyway,
this mine doesn't belong to you.
- It doesn't belong to you either. OK, 50.
- When I did my internship, I knew my place.
...
- Can you hear me?
- Yes.
- Have you spoken
about Sarah Bernhardt to anyone?
- I haven't spoken to anyone.
Where does your assistant
think you are today?
On a field trip.
No specific destination.
- Let's continue to say nothing.
Roar of the engine
...
- Hello.
Do you need a hand with that?
- No, thank you.
- Yes, you do. Hang on. I'm going to help you.
I'm not your enemy.
- Did you come back for the gold?
- No.
- Did you come for a swim?
What about your friends in the helicopter?
She speaks in Wayana.
- Is that your son?
...
- His father died
three years ago.
- Come on, buddy. Come on up. There you go.
- Killed by illegal prospectors.
- Are you OK?
Shall I put him in the dugout?
She nods.
When I was a kid,
nobody got sick.
There was no mercury.
Today, it is everywhere.
- Yes, I know.
- Do you like the forest?
Everything you see here...
Do you think it's beautiful?
Do you think it's beautiful? Yes or no?
- Yes, of course.
See you around.
...
Phone vibrates
...
- Yeah. How did it go?
*- Five?
- It's OK, they're good with it.
- Five, yeah.
*- OK. I'll go see her.
I'll go see Viviane whatshername. Is there a problem?
*- OK.
- No, no. No problem.
He hangs up.
- Your lead rope is too short, he doesn't have room.
Lengthen it!
More!
For fucks sake, lengthen it!
See how much better that is?
That's much better.
That's it.
My baby.
You are so beautiful.
I'm gonna fire that imbecile.
He doesn't understand anything.
- You are the boss, he is an employee.
You do what you want.
Do you know the difference between a boss and an employee?
- Of course.
One decides and the other executes.
- One has the right to make a mistake,
the other does not.
If you make a mistake, you're not the boss anymore.
Your Frenchman, you will never see him again.
He'll leave without paying us.
It happened once.
It won't happen again.
Soft music
He's a beautiful horse.
...
Quiet music
...
Subtitles Ian Munro/DeepL