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*-In the news today,
the song "Nique la France" by rapper Apash, which keeps
continuing to provoke reactions.
His threats against the police and the State have caused
outrage among many political leaders.
Fabrice Fontini, from the National Rally,
renewed his call to boycott the artist.
He is considering filing a complaint... -Oh, the bastard...
*-This will be the topic of our special debate tonight,
focusing on rapper Apash at the center of the controversy.
-I assure you
that Mr. Cicheman is not here. -Where is he, then?
-I don't know,
but even if I did,
I couldn't tell you. I can pass on a message.
-I've already left 12 messages in 2 weeks.
Phone
-I'm sorry.
-Inès, why does nobody answer when I call?
Why don't you answer?
-I couldn't talk to you, William, I'm sorry.
Things are tense for me right now. -And for us, isn't it tense?
Clément isn't doing well. We need to focus on the second album.
-I can't do anything more for you,
William,
I resigned. -What?
Why? What's going on?
-I can't talk about it now.
I'm going to pick up some stuff, wait for me at the café across the street.
Door
Bro, why are you isolating yourself? -Didn't you hear?
Not a single journalist mentions how old I was,
that it was after the riots and that the cops smoked our buddy.
As if I hadn't done anything since, as if I released that yesterday.
-Stop listening to what people say. You're only going to hurt yourself
more than anything. I saw Inès.
She resigned.
-Why?
-Because Cicheman won't release your second album.
-Why would he do that?
-He hasn't gotten over the fact that we want to renegotiate.
And Mastar is blackmailing him.
He threatened to leave with Karnage if your second album was released.
Son of a bitch... -She didn't tell me,
but I understood that Cicheman leaked "Nique la France."
That gives him a good reason
not to make that second album. And he won't give us our royalties,
he'll keep them to reimburse Mounir's tracks.
Clément, we're in trouble.
I'm going to see
if record labels want to
buy back our contract.
-OK. And the tour?
-It's canceled everywhere,
brother.
-Even the Zenith in Paris?
-It's maintained, but the tour manager has to see the guy later.
So we don't know.
Where are you going? -I'm going to see my mom.
The door slams.
-As we explained, we would transfer a license
to Mastar for the promotion of your album
and at Jangle, we would handle distribution and promotion.
-We want 350,000 euros upon signing.
-Mastar... 350,000 euros
for a debut album? -Yeah. 200,000
for Karnage and 150,000 for production.
-Stop, the kid is very talented,
but it's too risky.
-Look at me
when you talk about me!
-Sorry,
but this is a discussion between your producer and me.
-I don't have your time.
You give
what we're telling you or I won't sign anything.
Understood? -So, that's it?
We're not discussing anymore, you decide?
-No, you see we didn't come to discuss.
So you'll draft the contracts
and we,
will come back to sign, OK?
Let's go.
-So, what's happening?
-Your sister got the answer about the scholarship for her school in Canada.
-It's fine, we don't care.
-And there's no way to insist?
-It's dead, they won't give me anything.
-Listen, Lili,
I told you I would help you, I will keep my word.
About the money, don't worry, we'll find a way.
-You worry, you already have enough problems, forget it.
-Clément, on TV,
they said a politician wants to file a complaint against you.
Is that true? -Don't listen to them.
They're just guys trying to make buzz at my expense.
-Are you sure it's a good idea
to keep going in music? -Well yes, what do you want him to do?
-I don't know. A normal job.
-A normal job?
Even at McDonald's, it's dead because he's so burnt out.
-Hey, don't worry,
I'll handle it, as usual.
-Uh, you're going in right. I'll send that back to you...
-Nicolas, how are you?
-Hi. -William, the manager of Apash.
-Yes, you've signed with Omega.
-Yeah, I know, but there was a conflict of interest with Mastar
and it's getting complicated for Apash.
We don't get along with Cicheman anymore. -And?
-Well, for the second album. We'd like
to do it elsewhere.
-Do you want me to buy
your contract? -You can take back Apash.
-You're presenting this as a gift, but your contract is rotten.
It's rotten to the core. -Wait, Apash, he's got talent.
He hasn't flown away.
-He's not the only one, and given the controversy, he'll be replaced quickly.
-Trust me, Apash has everything it takes to turn this around.
The street loves him, the girls love him.
He's in the trend.
And he's preparing a second album that slays.
-Sorry, but I’m not going. And I don't see who would dare.
Come on, bye.
-Damn...
-Apash, are you okay or what?
-Wesh, he's owning it.
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-I'm leaving this here, Mounir.
-Keep your ticket, it's a gift.
-Good call.
-Clément?
Come see.
"Fuck France," I didn't say that.
-Yeah, I know.
-Damn, if we had worked on this album as a family, this wouldn't have happened.
What's happening now? Huh?
How's your tour?
-There are cancellations everywhere, only the Zenith in Paname remains.
-Fucking bastards...
-Exactly.
-Do you need money?
-Mounir, when you put in money, it comes with problems.
-Clément, that's business. Nothing personal, bro.
-But I want to depend on no one now.
-Listen, if you're in trouble and you don't want my money,
I'm looking for a driver for a go-fast.
Someone to bring me some coke,
who's ready to dodge cops if needed. Are you in?
-Thanks, but right now... No.
We'll try to fix things normally.
-As you wish.
-Go ahead, Mounir.
Brahim said you saw the guy from Silver.
-Yeah. -What does he say?
-They're not keen at the moment.
-We need to do our thing.
How much do we make if we do the Zenith?
-It depends on the turnout.
-If we fill it
and the tour gets moving, can we buy back our contract?
-Possible. But we have another problem.
The Zenith is okay to keep the date, but only if we pay
the full rental. -How much is that?
-50,000. Plus the advance we've already paid.
-We don't have it?
-Unless I get the contract bought out by a record label.
-Which record label?
Who's going to negotiate with you?
Who's going to listen to you?
-I don't know...
-You know nothing. -Hey, it's not my fault, all this.
-Maybe you managed it?
Did I push too hard with Cicheman and ruin everything?
So, you know what?
I'll handle it alone.
-How? -Do we need 50,000 euros?
I'll do like always, find the money where it is.
-Clément, where are you going?
Hey, Clément, don't do anything stupid.
The door slams.
-Damn, you're late, Clément.
I'm leaving early. You wait 15 minutes before starting, okay?
The car's GPS shows the address of where we're going.
If I don't call you, everything's fine. Otherwise, there's a problem,
so we stop everything, cancel,
and go home, understood?
-Okay, I got it.
-Well, say it then.
-And the money?
Where is it? -What does it matter to you?
It's in your trunk.
Clément, if you pull another bullshit stunt, your mom will suffer.
-Come on, enough...
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*-Hi Clément, it's Louise. Hope you're doing well.
It's annoying what's happening to you right now.
I'm worried. And yeah, I wanted to tell you
that I regret what I said.
I wish we could see each other again.
Call me when you can, please. Really.
Hi.
...
-How are you? -I'm fine, and you?
-Yeah, so-so. -What do you want?
-Do you know what's happening with Apash?
-Yeah, I followed.
-I'm here to ask you for a favor.
-Go ahead, I'm listening. -We'd like to make a track,
on a night when you have no one here. It would help Apash bounce back.
It would give people the desire to listen
to his music again.
-I've helped you a lot already, haven't I?
I gave you
Mastar's music video, I agreed to do his first album,
even though he leaked a track to me.
It's okay, right?
-But it paid off afterward.
-I won't get myself into a mess, especially since you messed up.
-It's just a song, Sno. Just a song.
-It's never just a song.
Sorry, I can't do anything for you right now.
Vibration alert
-Hello? *-Yeah, where are you now?
-I'm leaving Sno's place, he can't help us.
*-No, forget Sno. We need someone stronger.
Meet me at Jaurès café, I think I know who can help us.
-OK, I'm coming.
Vibration alert
...
Phone
...
-Yeah?
*-The Belgian customs are blocked, it's not moving.
They're checking everyone, damn it.
-Yes, I saw they announced a slowdown. What should I do?
*-Stop at a station and wait.
If I don't call you back in 20 minutes, go back to Paris.
-OK, go ahead.
...
He starts the car.
...
Phone
Hello?
-Yeah, where are you?
*-I just crossed the Belgian border.
-I haven't heard from Sergio, I'm afraid he got caught.
-He told me he was queuing at a customs check.
He probably got busted. -Turn around immediately, come back.
-Why? I can go alone.
*-If he got caught, they'll find the phones,
they'll see his look and realize he was a lookout.
They'll set up roadblocks everywhere, come back.
-I took a detour, I'm back on the highway.
I haven't crossed
a single cop, don't worry.
-You have 20,000 euros, they'll see it's not for vacation.
Come back!
-I'm 2.5 hours away, so I'm finishing up.
-Oh, hello, listen to me carefully! Hey? Hello?
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Vibration alert
Little bastard, never hang up on me again, OK?
Never again. Never in your life.
Where are you?
-I've arrived, everything's fine.
*Waiting for the guys. -Is Sergio there?
*-No,
but don't worry, I'll handle it. Where's the money?
-In the spare tire. Listen carefully, Clément,
*you're not going to get a slap, understand?
I'll explain, you're going to take 4 packs of 5,000 pills.
*They're pink with skulls on them.
-Go ahead, don't worry, I'll call you back later.
-Don't tell me "don't worry" ever again.
-OK, OK.
...
He is speaking in Dutch.
-My friend.
Where is your colleague?
-There was a change of plan, but I'm here, it's good.
...
2 bags, is that all?
-Yes, 10,000 pills, that's the deal.
-No, no, no. I was told 4 bags, 20,000 pills.
-Look here.
You're alone.
I could throw you in the water and take your money.
-What game are you playing?
Why are you acting crazy?
He is speaking in Dutch.
...
I came because I have nothing left to lose.
Either I leave with 20,000 pills, or you'll deal with Mounir.
It's up to you.
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*Unintelligible radio announcement
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Siren
...
Vibrator
-Hello? What's up?
-It's good, I passed customs via the back roads. Quiet.
I'll be there in 10 minutes.
-Good, Clément.
Park the car downstairs and come up.
-OK. *-Hey, wait...
I have news from Sergio.
You're right, he got blown up. Well, now he's
*in custody, but it's for a license issue.
We're knocking.
I have to go, I have a delivery. Ciao.
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-Mounir?
Mounir?
-Clément...
Good or bad?
-Mounir, what happened?
-Nothing. -Tell me, who did this to you?
Who did this to you? I'm going to catch him!
Clément shouts.
He groans.
-Are you alone? -Yeah.
-Where's the drugs?
-What did you do?
-Shut your mouth! Where's the drugs, I tell you?
Huh?
-What did you do?
What did you do just now?
Yamar sobs.
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-Don't be stupid! Where is it, I told you? Answer me!
-In the car.
-Come on, you're going to take me. Come on, move.
Come on, move now.
Move forward. Faster now.
Open!
Where's the drugs? -They're in the trunk.
-Open, hurry up!
Give me the key and get in the trunk.
-Are you serious?
-Give me the keys and get in! Do you think I have time?
Hurry up! -Come on, it's okay.
Yamar groans.
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Hello, Sergio. Yeah, it's Clément.
I don't know if you'll get this message, but call me back as soon as you can.
It's urgent.
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He sighs.
-Wesh, brother.
Where were you, brother?
Since yesterday, I've been sending
messages.
-Sorry, I couldn't answer.
-I was stressed. What happened to you?
-I was trying to fix our problems.
-Is anyone willing to tell me what's going on?
Are the problems getting better or not?
-No, not really.
-You're weird, you say that as if it's the end.
-It's just that everything is falling apart
and I don't know what we're going to do.
-I didn't think music was this complicated.
Zipper that we zip up
-Brahim, we have to go.
Door
-Is everything finished now? Is it dead? -Yeah, Inès? I am
with them
in a minute. Wait. -Sorry, I tried to call you...
-Wait.
It's okay, I'm with Clément now. I'll pass you to him.
-Hello? *-Yeah, this is Inès.
I'm passing someone to you.
Saïd, are you still there?
Go ahead, Apash is listening.
-Hello?
Hello?
-Hello, Apash? It's Soprano.
-Sopra?
-Yes, my friend, how are you?
*Listen, your team explained what you're going through.
I wanted to tell you that I am behind you.
-Thanks, that really means a lot. *-Yeah, I find it unfair.
Actually, I wanted to propose something.
-Go ahead, yeah, I'm listening. *-There will be
a prime-time show about me
and I will do a big exclusive with a new song.
I would like you to come and lay down a little verse. Do you feel like it?
-Absolutely, for sure.
Yeah.
-That's great. So, you get on a train,
you come meet me in Marseille
and we do this track.
*-I'm leaving right now. -With pleasure.
-Honestly, you're doing great. Thank you very much, Sopra.
-Come on, bye, bye.
-But you, you're the best.
-It's you, the best. -You're the best!
-Group hug, you guys are crazy.
Cheers from a crowd
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