François ...

A masterly shot.

You are not forgotten.

Do not worry.

Wanda ...

... Looking girl.

Gio SPERANDEI adheres not good.

He threatens to strike.
We must do something.

My lawyer is working on it.

This is not a judgment,
but an execution.

Silence.

Intentional injury,
theft and extortion.

Tried you the facts
if you condemn the man?

Please, after such a long day ...
- Do not forget to mention ...

... How dogged police chased him.
- Save us this nonsense.

The police and judiciary.

Are you saying he's innocent?

Yes that's me.
- Silence.

The court declares
Lucas SPERANDEI guilty ...

... And sentenced him to 36 months
imprisonment and a fine of 20,000 euros.

Are they crazy?
Here you will not get away with.

Do not think you can get away with this.

Next case.

I have ever seen inspired.

Or was this a tactic?

Larcher You know as well as I do.
Police Ask him not to expose.

Nor justice.

By doing that, it
you could be sure of the outcome.

What interests you in this sentence?

Excuse me.
- Now you need to give explanations.

How did it go?
- Hassle.

Good. How Lucas took it?

It will teach him a lesson anyway.

Are you not alone?
No, I thought.

Sandra ...

... I would not know what I
had without you. Until so.

I'll take the legs.

Bye.

Good. There crack as a thunderstorm.
- That's us in good stead.

François ...

François Paoli.

François Paoli, my friend, my brother,
you're no longer there.

I remember how our knees
open shrugged when we played football ...

... When I came here from Italy.

And now you're off to the other side.

You, a just, returned
among the righteous.

Wait for us.

Ange-Marie Paoli, the patriarch.
The founder of the clan.

That the old lion no longer bites,
does not mean that he is toothless.

You seem to know them well.
- Here, everybody knows everybody.

She is a cousin of his.

Criminal lawyer.

Brilliant. More or less remunerated
by the victim.

Perhaps the only clan
which it can pass.

The late François Paoli.

Gambling, extortion,
trafficking in weapons and drugs.

A whole range of crimes.

He was an all-rounder.

He surrounded himself with specialists
in any field, including murder.

Apparently he still has
found his master.

Maybe.

His strength was that he was in the 80s
of altered course.

He went on to do other things.

He invested in various
completely legal matters.

I must tell you something.

The idea to work with you
I do not like.

Because I'm a woman?

No, that's not it.

Or that the DEA attaches importance
to our little problem.

The international drug trade is not
just your little problem.

If you'll excuse me a moment ...

The wounded tigress. Caterina Paoli,
the widow of the deceased.

And this is Jean-Michel Paoli.

The cousin.

The second man. An excellent
performer. The man of action.

Psychologically little weak,
but extremely capable.

Marie-Luce Paoli,
the meek wife of Jean-Michel.

Something happens.

You're not welcome here.

You'd better go, Gio.

I come in peace.

Let me in. Let me through.

Gilles SPERANDEI, also known as Gio.

If Gio mixes into the fray,
opens hunting.

And there you have Martial Santoni.

Damned soul and right
Jean-Michel Paoli.

François had no direct descendant.

Within three months, these idiots
each killed themselves.

Are you ready for it?

François liked it a lot.

Of that photo.

Would you have him?

I have the invitees
welcome move.

I know what you feel.

No, you never know.

You were not there.

You did not hold him
when he died.

The perpetrators will pay.

Carmen ...

Enter.

Caterina.

I, François Paoli, healthy
of body and mind ...

... Cry out to heiress
my movable and immovable property ...

... The shares and assets
of my business ...

... Mme Sandra Paoli, born
Bordeaux out of Pierre and Maria Leandri.

What does that abracadabra
say exactly?

Do not make it more difficult, Mme.
- Does this mean they inherit everything?

They drag the loot inside. Right?

And we have it checked.
What are these regions?

It is not for me to legitimate
challenging conditions.

Do they have children? She has not.
I have a daughter.

Since there is no
direct descendant ...

... And, taking into account
the inheritance of the wife ...

... The arrangements are admissible.
- Shame.

Stop. Basta.

You may refuse the inheritance.

You knew it. He had told you.

I knew it as, yes.

And what do you think of it?

I have found nothing.

Were you also aware?
- Yes, but no more.

Why me and not you?

Because François knew me.

He knew I never him
could follow.

Francois was a great gentleman.

I'm not that.

In the Navy I was quartermaster.

No admiral or captain,
quartermaster.

But I have one advantage.
I know what I'm good at.

Funny...

... François loved most of you.
- Yes ... Why not stop it?

we manage what we have?
- Stopping on the battlefield?

The others did not even stop.

We must keep the clan together.

You now have the cards in your hands.
Play it out.

And if that fails me?

Then we are doomed.

Good...

... You all know
François is no longer there.

And that somebody's job
must take over.

Someone who knows when
and how to act.

Someone who can clap
collect and distribute.

Such a person was Francois.

You know why we're here.
- Yes, but what is she doing here?

They? Why?

We know who she is,
but what is she doing here?

Through its debt turned my son
Lucas three years in jail.

Calm down. Basta.

Your son is an idiot, Gio.
An idiot and an incompetent idiot.

And those kinds of people
always ends up in the bin.

Even though he was an idiot, we had
This should settle among us.

Your son ended up in the bin,
Francois because it wanted.

As punishment for something
what you had done. You.

You owe it to yourself.
Only yourself.

François is no longer there.
But I'm still there.

If you want to leave, go ahead.

A woman obey? A woman?

Anyone who wants to leave can go now.

We see each other again. Sure.

A woman...

But those who remain should know
that turned a bloody debt.

The shirt that bore François
when he was killed.

Defiled with blood. but François
Paoli will be avenged, I swear.

I'm on your side, Sandra.

Well done, sister.
- This will never work.

You have the good deterred.
- One time, yes.

One brilliant performance.

But I do not full all the time.

I do not want my life over
have to look my shoulder.

François was right
and you have no choice.

No choice?

Stop this.

Not such a good night?
- You could say that, yes.

What's up?
- Yes, especially behind the zipper.

Do not bother, Brad Pitt.

I want to fuck. Not you?

Well?

Come with me.

There was consultation,
but without Jean-Michel.

What did you say?
- You find her beautiful, huh?

I find nothing. What did you say?

There was consultation,
but without Jean-Michel.

How do you know that?
- I just know.

I take the bottle with you, Max.

Have I ever bullshit from my neck to you?
No, I never did.

Believe me, she is the boss.

Come, Mme.

Want some? No?

I had no time to clean up.
- As usual.

I ordered you still?

Same price as always?
- So you want.

She's there. At the quarry.
- Is she alone?

With a surfer.

Give me my panties.

Hands on the wheel. Slowly.

Start.

What are those guys here?
- Shut up.

Come here, you. But are you going to swing.

You will find fine, huh? Trollop.

We must slut
to please.

Take, Santoni.

I do not know what, but something.
- Sandra?

Antoine? I need you.
I'll get you.

Where's Santoni?

We go for it. You cover me, Antoine.

What a massacre.

Look at me, Sandra.

Did they hurt you?

Come to your senses.

Bring her home and get on Mattei.
And do not forget the garbage.

Marie-Luce will take care of you.
We fix the place here.

Do not worry.
Madonna watches over us.

Sandra.

Marie-Luce, I had her
bring here. I'm going back.

Come on.

Is everything alright?

Is it too hot?

Did not they ...
- No.

What happened? Is there a problem?
- Leave us alone.

Please, Carmen.

Why were those types you?

I do not know.

Is that ever happened before?
- No.

Did you used to be enemies?

I was not important enough.
- And now?

I'm tired. What a nightmare.

I am with you.

What are you going to do now?

Cover me.

Jean-Michel, look at that.

Shoot him.

He can out of school.
- Of course.

Now you have surely regret, Marco?

He remains opposed. Not normal.
- Look at me.

How stubborn you are,
the more pain we have to do.

That still does not make sense?

Tell me, who sent you?

Who?
- Andreani.

What Andreani?
There are so many Andreani's.

Rémi Adreani.
- And where can we find it?

L'Aviatique that's his pub.
- Take that bastard along.

Martial Santoni is unreachable.
Leave a message.

How is she?

She sleeps. Besides Carmen.

I'm still busy all night.
- Be careful, Jean-Michel.

Do not worry.

Damn, what is this? Cops.
- Easy, easy.

The owner in person.
How is it going?

Rémi Andreani, you are now
remanded in custody.

10,10, This measure will
be confirmed in writing.

What's the charge then?

Are you the owner of the vehicle
with license plate 2234 XC 2B?

I accuse you of murder
by Mr. François Paoli. Take him.

What have I to François Paoli
to make? Let me go.

Bunch strontklabakken.

What do you have against this guy?
- We search his car.

We have already found patterns
and a Berretta 93,

Andreani calls it a conspiracy.
- Why are you telling me this?

Because we're both in the same box?

But above all to show you
that the police do their job. And good.

Have you lost your shadow?

Martial Santoni, your shadow.
Are you lost?

Paoli, let me show you our region
not turn into a shooting range.

What are they planning?

He does not answer.

Santoni's car is back.
Since when I do not know.

Did you watch it?
- Maybe a bomb in there.

Then open it now.

Call the fire department.

He did not come out.
- Who?

Our father.

It was the funeral of his brother.

Let it go.

Do you want coffee?

Are you okay?

We have done what needed.
- And the surfer?

It would do you good
to go away for a while.

Why?

I can attend
not properly protected.

And yourself?
- We'll see.

I'm not from here.

I have two things that night
learned, Jean-Michel.

Firstly, what can happen
if you fall into such hands.

A quick bullet in your head.

What they previously wanted
was a different story.

Something dirty.

There was a close call.
And that was horrible.

When I shot ...

... It was as if death
flowed through my veins.

As if that was my heritage.

The heritage of François.

I had discovered my dark side
and hated myself for it.

But thanks to the dark side
I remained alive.

It did not like what I had to do,
but I did it.

I called the notary.

I accept the succession.

We have Santoni in his trunk
found. He is in the hospital.

And we have the man of the caravan
found. Who had also missed.

How is he doing?
- Do you want to see him?

We've got him
not too badly mauled.

Look there. Look.

Is he?

He told me everything.

He has called our name
of their principal.

One Rémi Andreani.

Is the information reliable?
- We will ask Andreani.

Where is he?
- In custody.

Rocca arrested him in connection
with the murder of François.

Inside it is safer than outside.

Translation: Subs Media