Unsubmissives (2025) Movie Script
1
In 1991, five young women were dubbed
the Amazon Gang by the press.
This film recounts their story.
- Dad?
- Yes.
- You OK?
- I'm fine. You?
Is Mom working late?
Yes.
She's made you something to eat.
I'm not hungry.
I have to go.
- Will you get back late?
- No.
- See you later.
- Yes.
- Will you be seeing your sister?
- Er... No.
Not today.
If you do,
tell her we'd like to see her.
OK.
- Hi, Katy.
- Hi, how are you?
Good, thanks.
You're still here!
Yeah, where do you want us to go?
- Remember what I said.
- Chill.
- Seriously.
- I got it.
- Hi.
- How are you doing?
Fine.
- She's not here.
- I know.
I was heading out
to see my new boss.
I'll have some water.
You got a new job?
Yeah, as a trucker.
I'll do the leg
between here and Frankfurt.
Good. Are you happy with it?
It's not bad.
Why are you here?
You touch her again, you're dead.
Excuse me?
What are you getting at?
You touch her again, you're dead.
Got it?
How are you doing? Good day?
- Are we eating at my parents'?
- No, I'm out with the girls tonight.
- Yeah?
- You can eat with the kids if you like.
So let's take our shoes off.
Let's go.
What is it?
- It's about child benefit.
- Everything OK?
Yeah.
Thomas, are you staying for dinner?
I don't know... Maybe.
Hi there.
- Hello.
- You doing OK?
Hi Marie.
- Are you well?
- Yes, you?
If you stay behind, I've got nappies,
if you want.
Hello.
Carole?
Carole!
Everyone's saying
you hang around with those...
With those what?
Ask your mother.
What do they say at the shop?
That she's hanging out with...?
I'm out.
I've had it.
I've got to get out of here.
Ah, you smell so good!
- You sounded great.
- Yeah.
- You're getting better.
- Thanks.
- What was your dad saying?
- Just spouting crap.
- Hi guys.
- Hi Katy.
I'm sick of the same faces.
Gotta get out of here.
- What are you doing here?
- Playing.
What are you up to?
Come on, beat it!
Let me finish my game.
- Budge!
- Fine, but finish the round.
You're too young to be here.
- We're just playing.
- I'm gonna get it from Dad.
- It's fine.
- Just go home.
- Listen to your sister.
- Hurry up.
And stop sighing.
Too much of a diva to say hi now?
I didn't see you.
All good, Gilbert?
- Yeah, and you?
- Fine.
- What's up?
- Whose Porsche is that out front?
- The rich fucks'.
- They just park it there like that?
- They'll be parking it in the hood soon.
- I'd love to see that.
Can I get a cigarette off you?
Please.
I've had it with you.
Is that a lighter?
- How are you?
- Not great.
Not great at all.
Something strong please.
- Her mom encourages it.
- Who cares about this shit?
- Whose turn is it?
- Her mom does.
Don't drop ash.
My mom has to clean it up.
- Your mom works here?
- Yeah.
- Of course she does!
- I didn't know that.
Can I borrow your car?
Why?
Just to go for a spin.
Cars...
The only thing you give a shit about.
Don't take the piss.
I just want to go for a ride.
Then fine, go for a ride.
Thanks.
- How you doing?
- I'm OK. You?
Not saying hello to my sister?
Hi.
Want a drink?
No, I'm good.
Sure?
When will you see Mom and Dad?
If they want to see me,
they know where I am.
I'm not far.
You know downtown is far for them.
Stop.
Here.
- What time is it?
- Nearly 4 o'clock.
Fuck, he's gonna fuck me up.
Just tell him you were babysitting
for Hlne.
All night? He'll never buy it.
He won't touch you, trust me.
Wait, take this.
Babysitting money.
Thank you.
Everyone on the floor.
Freeze. Everyone on the floor.
Freeze. Everyone on the floor.
This is a hold-up.
Freeze. Everyone on the floor.
This is a hold-up.
You! Head down, head down!
Hello. This is a hold-up.
Everyone freeze.
You can do this.
Come on, seriously.
Open the safe.
I said open the safe.
What did you say?
What did you say?
Open the fucking safe
and everything will be OK.
Open the safe.
Go on, open the safe.
What's he doing?
Open the safe!
There you go.
Thank you.
I've been waiting for you.
Why didn't you call?
I didn't want to wake you up.
So you're out all night now?
She paid me 100.
Where does she get her money from?
I don't know. I don't ask.
She's out all night and gives you
100 bucks to watch her kids?
Don't play dumb.
Hlne acts all high and mighty,
but she's just a whore.
Good night.
Fatija! Phone!
Fatija! Telephone!
I'm coming.
I'm coming, Mom.
I've told you
to stop calling me Fatija.
- What time is it?
- It's 4 o'clock.
You're not going to get a job
by sleeping all day.
And I won't get one
with a name like Fatija.
- Hey, who is it?
- It's Carole.
Are you serious?
I forgot all about you.
- No way.
- I fell asleep.
- Where were you?
- Sorry, I really was sleeping.
- You're unreal.
- Can you give me a lift?
- Where?
- To Carole's place.
- If not, I'll bring it back in an hour.
- You're a pain. Give me the keys.
I didn't know they lived here.
It's on the right, just there.
What do her parents do?
They run the stationery shop in town,
on the square.
If paper pays,
we should start selling it too.
Maybe we should.
- How are you doing?
- Fine.
Your parents have a pool
but no suitcases.
Fuck off.
Just till we find a solution.
Why did I leave if I still have
your shit to deal with?
OK, I get it. Bye.
- Seriously?
- Carole!
Carole!
- Come back. She didn't mean it.
- Come on.
I'll take the sofa.
You two are cockroaches...
I'm going to the toilet.
What happened?
Did you run away again?
Here.
This is for you and Carole, OK?
- See you then, I'm off.
- See you, Katy.
- Don't forget the meeting at the bank.
- OK.
- Don't forget.
- I won't.
- See you.
- Bye.
- What is this?
- Stop!
What is this?
What have you done?
- Stop it!
- What's in there?
What's in that head of yours?
Salima, enough!
Let me go, I'm gonna kill her!
You're dead! Have you no shame?
Calm down!
- When is she going to change?
- Calm down!
She's rotten!
I'm gonna kill her!
- Calm down.
- Get rid of that, I'm warning you!
- Let me go.
- Look at me.
Calm down.
Go into the bedroom.
I'm gonna kill her.
Where did she find this?
In my bed.
What was it doing in your bed?
Nothing.
If you do it again,
you'll get at least 15 years.
You know that.
Good morning.
These are my children, but...
Go and wait in the hallway.
So, what can I do for you?
Take a seat.
I received a letter.
- And I need some more information.
- OK.
Sorry, my son drew on it.
There was a miscalculation.
You've received too much child benefit
for several years.
This is to enable you to...
- pay off your debt.
- Well, that's what I read.
So I'm going from 3,000 francs
to 31 francs a month.
Yes.
It's to enable you to pay off your debt.
How do I survive on 31 francs a month?
I live with my mom. My dad left.
We have to pay the mortgage.
I've got three children.
I can't work more than I do.
I understand.
But by receiving too much child benefit,
you've incurred a debt.
So the 31 francs is due to that.
So you can pay off your debt.
So, you guys made a mistake
and I have to pay for it?
Yes.
You've been overpaid.
- You have to pay it back.
- Right.
You've said that already.
You're like a broken record.
How can I live on 31 francs a month?
Do you get what I'm saying?
How will I buy clothes and food
for my children?
My youngest is going on a school trip...
How will I pay for that?
Is there nothing I can do?
Nothing?
I can give you paperwork
for a social worker.
That's all I can do for you.
I've got it, Mom. Go to bed.
- Good night.
- Good night.
- Night, girls.
- Night, Marie.
Why don't you tell your mom?
No, I'm not going to stress her out.
- Have you told Thomas?
- No.
You know him.
He'd quit his studies and look for work.
One of us has to make it.
We're treated like dogs.
I don't understand.
They tell you it's their fault,
and just leave you to wither away?
Yeah, that's right.
- It doesn't make sense.
- No.
What will you do?
I even considered whoring myself,
but I'm not brave enough.
Personally, I can see you as a whore.
I knew you were going to say that.
Idiot!
It's a nightmare.
Or we rob our bank.
What are you on about?
I'm serious.
I've figured it all out.
We get there
just before it closes at noon.
The cops are off for lunch
and the shops have just dropped off
their takings.
Simple.
Disguised as dudes, in balaclavas.
I have a sawed-off 12 gauge
and two Colt 45s.
In and out in two minutes.
Two girls in the bank.
Two getaway cars:
one out front, one elsewhere.
What are we talking about?
No one will link us to it.
Not the cops nor...
We're chicks.
Since when do chicks rob banks?
Who's gonna believe that?
And how do we get in?
"How do we get in?"
We're not getting in.
Are you hearing me?
We're not getting in.
- Can you look after the kids, at least?
- What?
You won't look after the children?
- We'll have to do it during the holidays.
- Yes, during the holidays.
Laurence!
Either way, I'm in.
Fuck.
You're going on the school trip.
Really?
What are you up to next week?
I'm around.
What about you?
I need your help.
With what?
I need to jack a car.
OK, I can help.
But I'm in on it too.
You can't be.
Don't trust me anymore?
That's not it.
I've always trusted you.
- What then?
- It's complicated.
I'm not jacking any whips
if I don't get a cut.
I need the money.
You can't. We're all girls.
- You're all what? Girls?
- Yeah.
Are you robbing The Fragrance Shop?
Of course not.
We're robbing a bank.
- Oh yeah?
- Yeah.
- Yeah, seriously.
- OK.
Do you still want in?
All right, next week then.
Keep me posted.
Thanks.
Hey, you.
Here.
Come to Auntie.
- You OK?
- Yeah.
Are you done sulking?
So?
- What's the verdict?
- Fine.
- Meaning?
- Meaning I'll look after them.
Yay, you're gonna look after the kids!
Come to Mommy.
Good to see you motivated.
Your auntie's crazy.
No, I'm crazy about you.
That's right, about you!
Let's go home and eat a bit.
Yeah? OK, high five.
- High five, little man.
- Give her a high five.
I'm going to build the best tower!
- What should I do to my horse?
- Braid it?
You're leaving in 15.
Good to go?
Go.
- What are you doing?
- Too much traffic.
- We'll end up in a jam.
- Turn around.
- It's too busy!
- I said turn around.
Fuck's sake!
What an idiot!
Laurence? I'm heading out.
- I can't find the car keys.
- What?
I can't find the car keys.
- Where were they?
- They were there...
Don't panic, we'll find them.
- Shall we look for the keys?
- Kids, did you take the keys?
- No, but what's that?
- We're looking for Mommy's keys.
Don't go anywhere.
Open the door!
- Open up.
- Shit.
If you don't, I'll shoot him!
On the ground.
- On the ground.
- Look down.
Put the money in the bag.
- Move it!
- I'm on it, I'm on it.
Hurry up!
Look away.
Here you go.
Turn around.
Where the fuck have you been?
Calm down. What are you doing?
- What are you doing?
- I lost the keys, sorry.
- Sorry.
- Moron!
Hi there.
Everything OK?
Yeah, you?
I'm OK. And you girls?
Did you have a good day?
Uh, yeah.
Tiring.
Mom?
Could you watch the kids tonight?
OK.
- Thanks.
- Thanks, Marie.
Thanks!
We did it!
Look.
I've got big tits with this cash.
It's everywhere.
Champagne, champagne!
One for you.
One for me.
Easy now. Let go, let go.
This one's for me.
I'm giving you this too.
A toast to the cash.
To wealth.
Smell it.
That smells so good.
- It smells like happiness.
- Put it away.
We're gonna travel.
Somewhere far away.
Anyway, it's done now.
We did it.
Get in here!
Chill, Malika.
I didn't know you were there.
Don't play with me.
Your bullshit will land us in prison.
- You only ever think of yourself!
- Shut up!
Shut up before I lose it!
I only think of myself?
Who am I doing this for?
Who left me alone
to get beaten up for both of us?
Was it me?
So shut the fuck up,
you're talking shit...
- Where are you going?
- To take a piss, clearly!
This is a toilet, right?
You need to leave.
You can't stay here.
Yeah, I'll find a place to stay.
- We didn't know you'd be there.
- I don't want to hear it.
- Here.
- What is that?
- Your share.
- Share of what?
You were there, weren't you?
I'm joking.
Take it, it's for your land.
Go on, take it!
A robbery took place in plain sight
yesterday morning.
Two armed robbers raided
the Crdit Agricole
and left a few minutes later
with an estimated haul
of 116,000 francs...
Witnesses say the two suspects
appeared nervous.
Likely teenagers or very young men,
judging by their voices and builds.
A car was found on a country road.
The police think it belongs
to the criminals.
It is focusing its investigation
on the Traveller community
installed recently
on the outskirts of Cavaillon.
What are you doing?
I'm buying toys.
How come you're buying
so many toys, though?
It's important to have toys.
Go ahead.
Today you can pick anything you want.
- Really, really, really?
- Anything?
Let's fill this shopping cart.
More, more, more!
Nice, I love that.
Come on, I want it spilling over!
Get some modeling clay!
Go on then.
You don't like it?
I do, it's great.
Did you steal it?
Course not.
I won 10,000 on a scratch-off.
You won 10,000 on a scratch-off?
Since when do you buy scratch-off?
Since I won on a scratch-off.
Oh yeah?
Where you off to tonight?
The usual. Galaxy.
I don't have class tomorrow.
I can come with you, if you like.
- No.
- No?
Why not?
Because you're much too sexy to go out.
Oh yeah? I'm too sexy?
Yeah, riots will break out,
girls will get into fights.
I'll wait for you here, then.
- Yeah, right there.
- OK.
- Don't move.
- See you.
Matteo!
I'm gonna get you!
Slow down, it's not a race.
Is all this yours?
Yeah, from there to there
is mine and my sister's.
It's nice, eh?
I'm all out.
Already?
I've got three kids and...
I got less as I didn't go in.
So I've got to go in.
It's too dangerous, you can't.
You're a mom.
- My kids, my decision.
- I'm just grabbing a cigarette.
Move aside. Move.
Sorry!
Are you guys serious?
What?
- Do you all have a death wish?
- Oh, Laurence...
- Who here wants their old life back?
- Nobody.
You want your old life back?
No, I don't.
- I'm having some champagne.
- I'll have some too.
- Thanks.
- Damn, this bubbly's good.
- It's delicious.
- Who taught you that?
I learnt it all by myself.
Anyway, that's it now.
Malika won't be there again.
So what if she's not there?
We'll get in.
We'll go in as girls.
I thought dressing up as guys
was the big idea.
Going in was the big idea.
As girls, we can get in anywhere.
What about Gilbert?
No Gilbert.
He didn't keep his cool.
- He had me seriously worried.
- Agreed.
I only asked Gilbert for the car.
Laurence, you just need to wait for us
somewhere in Hlne's car.
- Laurence!
- What?
Yes or no?
Yes?
Yes!
So who's going in?
Shall we toss a coin?
Yeah!
- Tails.
- Heads.
Oh, no!
That's so fucking annoying.
- She'll wait for us outside.
- So annoying.
- Can't you smile for once?
- For fuck's sake.
- What's the matter?
- Come on!
A little extra cash never hurts.
You're off in five.
- You're driving?
- Yes.
Just one thing.
If you stall, connect that cable
to the battery one.
Never leave the ignition on.
If you see sparks, don't worry,
that's meant to happen.
Put that away.
Calm down.
Hello.
Hands up, this is a hold-up!
Everybody freeze!
On the ground.
Up against the wall.
You, come here.
Fill up the bag.
What's up with you?
This ain't a show.
What are you doing?
Keep going!
- You've got everything.
- Keep going!
- That's all of it, look.
- Get over here!
- There's nothing left, you have it all.
- I said fill it up!
- Here!
- I've given you everything.
Open the drawers.
Move, move, move!
- There!
- There's nothing, look.
There's nothing else.
You have it all.
Shut the fuck up!
Let's go! Come on!
Mommy.
The other one, come on.
Come on, hurry up.
Hands on your head.
On the ground!
Don't look at us.
That's it. I want you out.
Don't worry, I've found a flat.
Enough. Enough of this shit.
I'm begging you.
You know how this is gonna end.
I'm not going back there.
Thank you.
- Didn't you order a salad?
- Yes.
- Is that a salad?
- What is this? It's so colorful.
- They're tomatoes.
- Am I supposed to cut this?
You're meant to cut it
with your spoon, er... fork.
And your knife, of course.
- On three. I'll do it like this.
- Do it.
- Go on, taste it.
- Oh no, it's breaking up.
- One, two, three.
- There you go.
Trying new things!
- How can I eat this?
- Swallow it.
Stop making that face.
- Be polite.
- It's fine.
I think I'll quit at the bakery.
It's tough work.
What?
You can't.
People will ask questions.
- People are already asking questions.
- Even more reason.
Something's always up with you.
What?
- Have you got something to say?
- I just did.
This is meant to be fun, girls.
What are you playing at?
Come on, eat or something.
Fine, quit your job.
Then what?
Seriously. You quit the bakery.
What's your plan?
What are your plans,
apart from getting beaten up
by your man all day long?
OK, everyone just calm down.
Lighter, please.
- What's he doing here?
- Who?
- He has no business being here.
- Neither do we.
But he really doesn't.
It's fine, he's from the hood like us.
Excuse me, is that bill
for the family over there?
Let me take care of it.
I'll pay for my father.
What? Don't do that.
Maybe he'll stop ignoring me.
Don't do that.
It's fine. Thanks.
He's coming over.
- What? Who?
- Her dad.
- He's coming.
- Fuck!
- Hello, everyone.
- Hello.
Hi Dad.
- Kids doing OK?
- Yeah, thanks.
How can you afford to pay for us?
I won on a scratch-off.
Save it for you and the kids.
It's for the best.
- Take care of yourselves.
- Bye.
Put that away.
It doesn't matter.
Fuck him.
Sorry about earlier.
No worries.
Is it nice?
Yeah, it's tomato.
Oh, no, it's carrot.
Katy?
- You good?
- Yeah, you?
- Enjoyed your meal?
- Yeah.
We have a question for you,
but we're scared to ask.
Go on, you say it.
The banks.
- The banks.
- What about the banks?
Doesn't ring a bell?
The Amazons?
What? I don't understand.
We're from your hood,
we just want a piece.
So we're asking if it's you.
- If it's us?
- Yeah, if you're the Amazons.
You know... the banks.
That's crazy.
What are you talking about?
- Who said that?
- We want in.
You want in? Go rob a bank yourself.
Why come to me?
I don't get it, what's going on?
It's not you?
No, it's not me.
Who said it was?
Word on the street.
- Which street?
- People talk.
So, Nassim,
you listen to gossip now?
- No, we're just asking.
- Ah, I thought so.
Don't listen to that bullshit.
OK. Nice bike, by the way.
- Wanna go for a ride?
- See? You're asking for it.
What I'm hearing is
that you want to be Amazons.
Look, it was just a question.
I'll bring you some disguises.
OK, Katy, see ya.
- Ciao, Katy.
- Later, guys.
Fuck, we're out of gas.
He's such a loser.
- We need the keys to the R5, please.
- No.
What?
We're not using Hlne's car.
No way.
- Give us the keys.
- Not the Renault.
Hand them over.
- Fine.
- Move the other one.
Fuck.
Fuck. Move, move.
Don't move or I'll shoot.
- I'll shoot.
- You're not going to shoot.
What the hell are they doing?
- Fucking Amazons.
- Prick.
- What's he doing here?
- I don't know.
Start the car, go!
What the fuck is he doing?
Get out the way! Move!
What's wrong with you?
- What the fuck was that?
- I wanna shoot that dickhead.
You're not shooting anyone.
Your gun's not even loaded.
What?
Only my gun is loaded.
That one's just for show.
- You're fucking with us.
- You'd use a gun?
- Only you know how to pull a trigger?
- Enough. Shut up!
- You took us for fools!
- Were you gonna shoot?
- Are you dumb or what?
- I'd never have shot!
- You took us for fools!
- Get your clothes off. Quick!
- Hlne?
- Yeah?
- You OK?
- Yeah, I'm just beat.
- Shall I go by myself?
- No, I'll go with you.
- Are you sure?
- Yeah.
What's going on?
No idea.
What are you doing?
It looks blocked off.
I'll go around.
I don't wanna sit in a jam.
What is that?
Could you turn your engine off, miss?
- Is this your vehicle?
- Yes.
Where have you been?
Auchan.
I took my mom shopping.
Auchan?
And before that?
- Before what?
- Where were you earlier?
This morning, say.
This morning she was with me.
I work in town, at Terminus.
When there's a lot to clean up,
she helps me out.
Can you tell us what's going on?
Please come with us to the station.
The station, but...
I can't drive home,
I don't have a license.
Then we'll swing by your place first.
Simple.
Thanks, I can put it away.
The rest is for the pantry.
Thank you.
What are you doing?
- Is it OK if we take a look around?
- Go ahead.
- You have children?
- Yes.
Please, come with me.
There was a bank robbery
this morning in Cavaillon.
We think you were involved.
Is this a joke?
An agent saw three female robbers
fleeing in a grey Renault 5.
He noted the license plate
and your name came up.
Hlne Trinidad.
- How do you explain that?
- Well, it's a mistake.
It's a mistake?
And yet the number plate checks out
with a grey Renault 5.
I get that, but...
I dunno, it's a mistake.
- Have you heard of the Amazon Gang?
- Yeah, everyone has.
And do you like being part of it?
Excuse me?
You drove at a traffic officer
who was helping kids cross the road.
I told you, I was at the bar,
Terminus, with my mom.
I have three kids,
you think I'm gonna...
plow into schoolkids
on a crosswalk?
- Right.
- Yeah.
You were working with your mom?
That's what you said.
- Have you known Johnny for long?
- Yeah, forever.
On the one hand, I have an eyewitness
who noted down your number plate,
and then I have Johnny, your mom's boss,
who you've known forever,
- who has given you a solid alibi.
- It's not an alibi, it's the truth.
You think you and your mother might be
messing with me?
She said I was with her at Terminus
because that's where I was.
If I were you,
I'd spare myself two days in a cell.
You won't win this.
So?
She didn't crack.
I'll stay with my cousin in Corsica.
I'll come with.
We need to split up.
We can't be seen together.
Not for a while.
1 YEAR LATER
- How's it going?
- Good, you?
You all right, sis?
I've missed you.
I don't know how I let myself
get tricked like that.
He said he'd pay me in a week,
then another week, then another...
Now I find out he's bankrupt.
I'll never get a cent.
I put the whole harvest
into his crappy products.
All of it.
I gave that deadbeat everything.
- Don't worry, I'll sort it.
- You can't. We're wiped out.
He's kept everything:
his car, his house, his shitty watches.
Enough already,
I'll deal with it.
- You're here!
- Hey. Happy to see us?
And so it begins!
Straight to the point, aren't you?
- How's my girl?
- Hi Dad.
How's Karim doing?
Yeah, he's fine.
He sends his love.
He sends his salam .
Why don't you come see us in Corsica?
You know, me and planes...
Why didn't he come?
He couldn't.
Too much work at the restaurant.
But he wanted to.
I'll help myself
since no one's offering.
- There's makrout , you know.
- Where?
There.
- Did you make this?
- Of course.
- I made them last night.
- Don't lie.
You bought them down at Foudjir's.
- I made them last night.
- Dad?
He was sleeping.
But we know what your cakes are like...
Honestly, they are not from her...
Cut it out.
That's it, I've got old people's teeth.
It's Laurence.
Already?
- Hi.
- Hey.
Hey, you.
You've grown again.
- You good?
- Yeah, you?
- Fine.
- Why didn't you tell us you were back?
I've been busy.
- Is Karim not here?
- No, he couldn't make it.
Did you buy a new car?
Yeah.
Will you take me somewhere tonight?
I was bored shitless for months.
I was at work,
and I said to myself:
we've been through some crazy shit.
We made headlines.
You can't languish at the bottom
forever.
I knew that when Jocelyne left,
everyone would be after her job.
- Know what I did?
- What?
I went to see Mnard.
I cornered him.
I told him, "I am an Amazon,
I've done seven heists,
so give me the job or die."
Good for you.
I mean,
I've been there for five years.
The girls like me, they know me.
He should've given me a shot.
It's much better to be a manager.
You work less.
You get paid more.
There he is.
Are you sure about this?
This is my sister we're talking about.
- Good evening.
- Good evening.
Excuse me, do you sell cigarettes?
Yeah, but only to my customers.
Then I'll have a beer to go
and a pack of whatever you have,
please.
- Is Camel OK?
- Great, thanks.
On vacation?
Not at all.
I live in Isle-sur-la-Sorgue.
- You got family here?
- No.
- How much do I owe you?
- 13 francs.
- Did you find what you were after?
- What a house!
That guy's not just growing lavender.
Let's go.
Hi.
- You good?
- Yeah, I am.
- You?
- Yeah.
- How are your folks?
- Yeah, fine.
They send their love.
Your sister?
She's OK.
May I?
- Cheers.
- Cheers.
See you in the morning?
I don't feel like working.
It'll fly by.
Will you wait for me?
Yeah, I'll wait for you here.
Give my love to your cousin.
See you later.
- Have you already done 222?
- No.
- It needs to get done.
- OK.
Thank you.
Laurence Roucadet?
Could you please come with us?
This can be done and dusted
in five minutes.
Tell us the name of the guy
you were standing guard for.
I wasn't there.
Stop, this is exhausting.
We know you were.
It's pointless.
He's right, we do know.
We know you were in that bar,
standing guard for some guy.
Who's the guy you're protecting?
I'm not protecting any guy.
If you keep this up, it'll get worse.
For you and your son.
He's gonna be taken away from you.
- You can't do that.
- We can't.
But the judge can.
Their decision depends
on what we tell them.
And what we tell them
depends on you.
Is that what you want for your son?
For him to grow up in foster care?
Is that what you want for your son,
Laurence?
For him to get slapped around?
To get raped by his caseworker
before he turns 13?
Like you?
Is that what you want for him?
Give us a name.
You have no right to do this.
Let's not drag this out.
I want to see my son.
- You will.
- Soon, if you talk.
I want to see my son.
We're all ears.
Good evening.
Katy? There's someone
on the phone for you.
- Who is it?
- No idea.
Hello?
Katy, it's Laurence.
I've just left the station
after 48 hours.
- They know it was us.
- What?
What do you mean?
Us, what?
The robbery in Fontaine.
A guy in the bar in front blabbed.
He saw the car.
He said it was us.
I don't understand.
They told me
they'd take my son away.
They won't drop it.
We've gotta fess up.
No one's going to take your son.
Got it? No one.
You need to tell them the truth.
Think about Christopher.
Tell them why.
They'll understand.
Cut the crap, Laurence. Stop it.
You do what Hlne did last year.
They had everything:
the plates, the car.
She didn't talk.
She didn't crack.
So, do what she did.
Do what she did.
Say nothing.
- Laurence, are you still there?
- Yeah.
I'm at the...
I'm at the payphone
in front of the church.
I'm out of change.
I'll call you back.
They only accept cards now...
in the town center.
Fuck's sake, Laurence,
why did you do this?
Christ...
You're an Amazon.
Karim.
- Wake up.
- What's wrong?
I need to tell you something.
What time is it?
I'm wanted by the police.
What are you talking about?
For real.
If I'm caught,
I'll get a good 15 years.
What did you do?
- You know the Amazon Gang?
- Yeah.
That's me.
Me and my friends.
I've done time in juvie.
If they catch me, I'm done for.
Do they know where you are?
I don't know.
They called me at the club.
Pack your stuff.
Let's get out of here.
How was it?
- Not too boring?
- No, it was cool.
It kind of dragged on while
the others were playing their flutes,
but you were fine.
I liked it.
Great.
Did you see?
Dad's here.
Yeah, I saw...
Let's get out of here.
- OK?
- OK, you?
Katy. Franck.
I've put you in here,
is that OK?
- Thanks.
- Perfect.
- Thanks.
- I'm going back to bed.
- Hands up!
- Show us your hands!
Don't move!
I'm not moving.
Mommy!
It's OK, kids.
Kids, it's OK.
- Let go of me.
- Don't move.
I'm not.
Look what I found under your bathtub.
It's not mine.
OK, sure.
I'm telling you it's not mine.
Whatever's in there isn't mine!
It's not mine!
Why are you doing this?
It's not mine!
- Let go, you're hurting me!
- Shut it.
Fuck.
Your mother's going
to pick up the kids.
No one's ever conned me
like you did.
It's not that hard.
Come in.
- Hello, young lady.
- Hello.
Hlne Trinidad, 25.
Suspected of seven robberies
in the Vaucluse region.
While in custody,
she confessed.
Were you unable
to find her a change of pants?
Buy her some sanitary towels?
Are we still in the Middle Ages?
- We're all men...
- A rhetorical question.
Thank you.
Hold on.
Remove her handcuffs
before you go, please.
Take a seat.
Like your colleagues,
Laurence Roucadet,
Carole Koudron, Malika Benamar,
you were also part
of the Amazon Gang?
Yes, ma'am.
What were you thinking?
When does a young woman your age
decide to rob a bank?
Is this a solution
rather than a problem?
I didn't know what else to do.
Yes, I know. I heard.
You had no other choice.
So, you thought, "Let's go
and do a bunch of armed robberies?"
It's a job like any other.
No, but it's better than robbing
from people or dealing drugs.
What kind of world do you live in?
The charges against you
are very serious.
This isn't a civil proceeding,
it's a criminal trial.
You get a one-year detention order.
What's that?
I'm putting you in prison
until your trial.
What about my children?
You should have thought of that.
It's such a waste, really.
Can someone bring you a pair of pants?
My mother.
Can you ask the police
to phone her mother
and ask her to bring
some clean clothes?
Will the girls be with me?
No, I've put you in different prisons.
- All went smoothly?
- Yes.
Hello.
Good morning, ma'am.
Can I see the detention order?
Thank you.
Full name,
date and place of birth.
Hlne Trinidad.
July 25, 1964.
Avignon.
Do you have any tattoos,
any distinguishing marks?
Is there someone we can contact
if required?
My mother.
Stand under the measuring rod,
then we'll search you.
Five feet seven inches.
Take off your clothes.
In here.
Raise your arms.
Both of them.
Lower them.
Open your mouth.
Turn around.
Lift your hair up.
Bend over.
Cough.
That's fine. Here.
I'll put this bag in a locker.
This can all go to your cell.
- Hello.
- Hi.
How are you?
Have they found Katy yet?
No. Not yet.
We've found you a lawyer.
A good one, I hope.
His name is Mr. Gontard.
Thanks, Mom.
You've kept quiet?
You're not saying anything?
I'd never do that to Katy.
I'll never talk.
No.
You have to plead not guilty.
You don't know these girls.
Dad's telling everyone you didn't do it.
He's losing his mind.
You plead not guilty.
OK?
You can't do that to us.
What will people think?
Can you think of us for once?
Think about your brother,
what he's going through at school...
because of what they say about you.
Can you put yourself in our shoes?
OK, I'll do it.
All right.
Stop worrying.
You can't stay in bed.
You've gotta get out there.
If you don't,
they'll think you're a snitch
and you'll get knifed.
You've gotta work too.
If you cook or clean,
you can take a shower every day.
How long's it been since you showered?
You stink.
This place is full of junkie whores
and chicks who've killed their kids.
You're an Amazon.
So get your ass up and wash it.
Trinidad?
Visitor.
- Hi.
- Hello.
Come on, let's go.
Hello Hlne.
Mr. Guenoun, attorney.
How are you?
I'm OK.
How are they treating you here?
The guards?
Your fellow inmates?
It's OK.
I am your lawyer.
I'll be handling your case.
I have no money.
My mother and I, we can't pay you.
I know. Your mother told me.
I'm here to defend
something very close to my heart:
the place of people like you
in a society that's forgotten them.
And that's why I brought you this book.
Have you heard of Jean Pinatel?
He wrote this book called
The Criminogenic Society .
I'd like you to read it.
It's a book about
how you and your girlfriends
grew up in a criminogenic environment.
That's the idea we're going
to put in the jurors' heads.
We're going to show them
that the blame lies in your upbringing
and social environment.
So, you're not a bank robber.
You're a brave mother
who'll do anything to feed her kids.
That's what we're going to plead.
To do that,
I need you to tell me who you are.
I'd like to hear
about you and your family.
I have three children.
One older girl
and two little ones.
Two little boys.
I live with my mother.
My father left us when I was seven.
Has he come to see you here?
No, I don't exist for him.
He has a new life. Two daughters.
So he just abandoned you
when you were seven?
That's very good.
I mean... very good for us,
for your defense.
What about your children's father?
The father of my eldest left
when she was born.
We haven't seen him since.
Not since she was born.
That's pure gold.
I couldn't have come up
with better myself.
I'm pleased to make you smile.
Is there more?
The child benefit overpayment...
I went from 3,000 francs a month to 31.
I got a letter.
I went to see them,
but they had no solution to offer.
That's how we got here.
To bank robbery
with Katy and the girls.
It's not...
It's a criminogenic society, you know.
- Exactly, you've got it.
- There you go.
I'm gonna get the car.
Wait for me here?
It's gonna be fine. OK?
Police! Don't move!
Hands up! Hands up!
Show us your hands!
I won't talk to the cops.
Would you talk
to the magistrate judge?
Yes, because my sister wasn't involved.
She hasn't stolen a thing in her life.
OK.
What about you?
You know about me.
No, not everything.
I can't stop thinking about you
and your friends. It upsets me.
No, it makes me angry.
How did you get here?
And how did you go
from Fatija Benamar to Katy?
Please answer me.
- Katy appeared in elementary school.
- Why?
I had a teacher.
He used everyone's first name,
except Mohamed's and mine.
He called us by our surnames.
I figured Fatija was too hard to say.
And after that, you went
to high school in Isle-sur-la-Sorgue?
Yes.
When my dad got injured at work,
I quit.
To work, to help them out.
And why did you leave your job?
I didn't. I got fired.
My scooter was stolen.
I had to hitchhike to work,
but some days I didn't get a ride
and was late, so they sacked me.
After that, I did some temp work.
Some cleaning jobs.
But it was tough
and I'd had enough.
I'd run out of ideas.
When you're out of ideas in the hood...
people give you them.
I didn't want to break into houses
or sell drugs.
When they suggested gas stations,
I said yes.
So I robbed gas stations.
I was caught and put
in Baumettes juvenile detention.
And then?
Then we didn't have a choice.
Hlne was struggling, with kids
and debts she hadn't even racked up.
No one could help us.
So we took the money
where we found it.
In a bank.
A bank?
Six banks.
Seven robberies.
We did Caumont twice.
You had no choice
but to do it seven times?
What was the plan?
Was there a plan?
I've put you in Baumettes.
Good, I won't feel out of place.
Go ahead.
I'll see you in two weeks.
I'm taking care a few things here,
then I'm moving to Marseille
to be near you.
- I love you.
- I love you too.
Take care of yourself.
You too.
Hello, you've reached Karim.
I'm not in at the moment.
Please leave a message.
It's me.
I've called 100 times,
you never answer.
What did I do?
As hard as it is,
not picking up makes it worse.
Please...
Please, stay by your phone.
Stay home.
I'll call you back...
I love you.
Thank you.
It took you a long time
to come see me.
I wanted to write, but I thought
it was better to say it to your face.
You're a selfish bitch.
You only think about yourself.
You've ruined my life
and the kids' lives, you realize that?
This is the last time we'll talk.
You and your friends are black cats.
You bring bad luck.
If he hadn't met Katy,
he'd still be alive.
What are you talking about?
- Your mom didn't tell you?
- No.
Karim, Katy's boyfriend, is dead.
Killed in a car crash
with his brother in Corsica.
How can you tell me this like that?
- Darling.
- Hi Mom. The kids?
Your sister's in there.
Are you OK?
Have you heard from Karim?
Dad?
Take this.
Put it around your neck.
Here, take this.
- Hello Katy.
- Hello.
I'm so sorry...
We're here because I asked you for help.
You're not allowed to communicate.
Put this around your neck
and wait there.
- Any news from Karim?
- No.
Let's hurry this up, ladies.
You can line up along the line there,
the one on the ground.
In front of the number
you've been given.
Good.
I'm going to let the witnesses in.
They'll be behind the glass
in front of you.
I'm going to ask you
to look straight ahead.
Don't do anything.
And no communication
with one another.
Carole...
Carole, talk to me.
Laurence,
do you have any news about Karim?
Hlne, anything?
No talking.
The witnesses are here.
Look at the window.
- He's dead.
- No talking.
- What?
- What did you say, Hlne?
What's happened?
Karim is dead.
He and his brother were killed
in a crash in Corsica.
I'm sorry.
Miss Benamar, please.
Please, look straight ahead.
Please.
Miss Benamar, please.
The witnesses are here.
Stand up straight. Please.
Katy?
Mr. Benamar, Mrs. Benamar.
Malika...
It's not true... It's not true...
Please do something for my daughter.
Otherwise she'll die in prison.
- Thank you.
- Thank you very much.
Tell me it's not true...
What happened to him?
- It'll be OK.
- He's not dead.
OK.
We'll note
that your lawyer didn't turn up.
Are you sure you summoned him,
Mrs. Chomant?
Yes, but I can check if you like.
I made a mistake, Your Honor.
Mr. Gontard was not summoned
this morning, but at 3 pm.
You know what will happen now?
Mr. Gontard will call
the prosecutor's office and explain
that his client was summoned
in the absence of her lawyer
and that, consequently,
her detention is arbitrary.
He will then go
before the court in Nmes
and appeal the detention.
I'm sorry, Your Honor.
Could you please take Miss Koudron back
to Montpellier prison?
- Are you all right?
- My lawyer just told me
Carole is being released
on a procedural error.
This means we may also be released
to wait for the trial.
- Do you think we might?
- Yes, it happens.
So I'm going to see my children?
Benamar, you're out of here!
- You're not getting your things?
- No.
So you and your girlfriends are out
already?
Procedural error.
Here's the nest egg
in your account.
You've been getting money orders.
Do we have to rob banks
to be popular these days?
Sign here.
It seems everyone knows
you're an Amazon but you.
Get out of here then.
So I'm giving you the exit pass.
Don't lose it. It's important.
- Goodbye.
- Bye.
Goodbye. Good luck.
They kept the police on their toes
for over two years
and gave local bankers
a few sleepless nights.
We know them as the Amazon Gang.
Five young women,
not a man among them.
Yet their defense lies elsewhere,
in the chronicles
of delinquency foretold.
On the stand, the Amazons,
who have not confessed to everything,
no longer resemble their story.
Free for four years now,
some are working, some are mothers.
In accordance with the law, they all had
to leave their homes last night
to be taken into custody.
The Amazons will sleep behind bars
for the duration of the trial.
The Carpentras Criminal Court
has been instructed to examine
the case of the so-called 'Amazon Gang',
perpetrators of seven robberies
in the Vaucluse region
between 1989 and 1990.
My first question is very simple,
ladies.
Do you acknowledge the facts?
No, I don't acknowledge the facts.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
No.
So, Miss Koudron, you had nothing
to do with these robberies?
No.
Do you know the young women
sitting next to you?
Well, we've bumped into each other,
that's all.
Thank you.
And you, Ms. Malika Benamar,
are you trying to tell me
that you have nothing to do
with your sister?
I've never robbed a bank.
I can't hear you, Miss.
I said that I've never robbed a bank.
Thank you.
Would the public prosecutor
like to say a few words?
Yes, please.
Your Honor,
ladies and gentlemen of the jury,
they will try to convince you
these women are harmless.
They will paint a picture
of brave mothers.
But do not be seduced
by the aura of weakness
that their lawyers
will attempt to give them.
They did not act only
in their children's interests,
or out of solidarity.
No, they are not female Robin Hoods.
There is nothing charming
or moving or heroic
about what they did.
The real heroines are the everyday ones.
You, you. You too, Ma'am.
They are not heroines.
They are gold diggers
and dangerous,
ready to do anything
to satisfy their pleasures.
Even sowing terror seven times,
with weapons
and extremely violent behavior.
These are acts of organized crime.
Their gender makes no difference to me.
Above all, they are bandits
who pose extreme danger
to our society.
You only have to listen to
the victims' testimonies to know this.
Thank you, Your Honor.
Please call the first witness.
Ms. Duval, please go ahead.
When I saw them come in
the first time,
I was really scared.
I was clearly afraid of getting shot.
And when they came
in the second time,
I believed if they were capable
of coming back a second time,
then they were capable of worse.
That day I understood what terror was.
A terror that never leaves you.
You worked at Crdit Agricole
in Isle-sur-la-Sorgue.
And what do you do now?
I'm not working, I'm unemployed.
- Are you still on medication?
- Yes.
They were very threatening,
very sure of themselves.
I felt a gun in my back,
and someone was shouting
that they were going to kill me.
You must have been terrified.
I thought of my wife, of my little boy,
and I started to cry.
How does it make you feel to hear that?
You, for example,
Ms. Fatija Benamar.
How does it make you feel
to hear that...
Not going to answer?
I don't know what to say.
I regret it.
Court is adjourned.
We will resume tomorrow morning
at 9:30 sharp.
9 am for the Department of Corrections.
Thank you.
Court is resumed,
you may be seated.
As you can see, there is no doubt
that it was Malika Benamar
who opened the door
for her sister.
I can't say I understand
her insistence on claiming otherwise.
- Can I say something?
- Not yet.
Fatija Benamar clearly comes in first
with her sawn-off shotgun.
According to the defendants,
she is followed by Ms. Carole Koudron.
Impossible to say it's my client.
They're unrecognizable.
It's not me or the images saying that.
It's her friends.
You have no right
to call them her friends.
Just as you have no right
to say otherwise.
I've never owned a sawn-off shotgun.
We've all just seen it on CCTV,
and all the witnesses have spoken of it.
But as luck would have it,
it's the only gun we didn't find.
How did you get rid of it?
It was plastic,
so I threw it in the bin.
All those whose heads came
into contact with it
confirm that the weapon was
heavy and cold, like metal.
What do you make of that?
- It was a good imitation.
- Are you mocking us?
No.
We had two alarm guns
and a novelty gun.
They were all fakes.
I don't like guns.
They scare me.
Why didn't you stop after the first one?
Your child benefit issues were resolved,
right?
Yes, it's...
We couldn't stop.
I don't know, we just couldn't.
Before each heist,
we'd say it was the last one,
and then we'd do it again.
It's a vicious circle, things escalate.
Katy isn't the leader of the group
or the mastermind or anything.
To us, she's like a big sister.
If we have a problem,
we know we can count on her.
She's a bit like a mother to me.
I don't know...
if I'd be alive today
without Katy and the girls.
We hardly know each other.
Our paths have crossed a few times.
During bank robberies?
Why would I rob banks?
All I cared about
was playing the violin.
And playing games!
I don't understand your stupid lawyer.
Stop denying it.
We've all confessed.
You'll get more time than us.
That's stupid.
Carole, answer me.
Who are you protecting?
Who are you protecting?
Your asshole dad
who's belittled you all your life?
Your mom who let you get
walked all over?
Stop it.
Who's protecting you?
Who? Please tell me.
Why did you go back to them?
Don't worry about me.
They are guilty
of seven armed robberies.
Seven. That's a record.
They've confessed, and the evidence is
overwhelming against those who haven't.
The only question is
what the penalty should be.
What the public prosecutor will ask for
in terms of compensation.
The defense is going to paint a picture
worthy of Victor Hugo.
It's true that they weren't born
with a silver spoon in their mouth.
But this supposed cause and effect
relationship is a fantasy.
Some four million French people
live below the poverty line.
Thankfully that doesn't mean
we have four million offenders.
We can see the defense strategy coming.
They're going to invent
some sort of alternative reality,
in which the accused become the victims.
We're going to hear
that they had no choice.
That's a myth.
And, shamefully, they're going to try
to make us shed a tear.
This story is a lot simpler
than the defense will have you believe.
It's just a story
of morally bankrupt thugs
who take by force
what they haven't been able to get
through hard work.
It's confoundingly banal.
So I say it again.
In the name of the victims,
who are still suffering nightmares,
in the name of the respect
we owe all humble people
who choose an honest life,
whatever their difficulties,
and in the name of the law,
which is a cornerstone of our democracy
and our safety,
I call for a judgment severe enough
to set an example.
So, for Laurence Roucadet,
Carole Koudron,
Hlne Trinidad and Malika Benamar,
I'm asking
for ten years' imprisonment.
And for Fatija Benamar,
a repeat offender
who started out
holding up gas stations,
the prosecution requests 15 years.
The defense has the floor.
They are a group of friends.
What do they have in common?
They've lived in the same neighborhood
most of their lives.
This trial is primarily a trial
of disadvantaged neighborhoods.
But what these women did
could be called a form
of collective social suicide.
The prosecutor has created
a crown of thorns
by asking for 15 years
for Fatija Benamar.
Fifteen years.
How many times
does Fatija Benamar have to pay...
for being Fatija Benamar?
There are two possible outcomes here.
Either my client is judged
on the case against her today
or her entire life is on trial.
Since the public prosecutor saw fit
to point out
that my client was incarcerated
for robbing gas stations as a minor,
let's stay on this general note
and talk about Fatija Benamar's life.
More specifically,
about the choices she was offered.
Hlne Trinidad's benefits went
from 3,000 francs a month
to 31 francs a month.
There you have it.
A brutal and inhumane decision.
What might you do
in a situation like this?
Go to your nearest and dearest for help.
Usually your parents.
The problem is
that Hlne Trinidad's mother
is a cleaner.
And Hlne's father...
Is Hlne's father in the room?
Sir, if you're here,
would you please raise your hand?
He's not here.
This man is absent today
because he abandoned his daughter.
She was seven years old.
He also walked away from the mortgage
and all his other financial
and emotional responsibilities.
Years later,
the father of her eldest child,
her daughter, milie,
abandoned Hlne.
And years later,
it was the State's turn to do so.
We must absolutely dispel the notion
that only imprisonment
can calm social unrest.
The past four years are proof of this.
What have Malika and Fatija Benamar
done during this time?
They have endeavored to rebuild,
humbly,
their social and professional lives,
as workers on the La Travelle farm.
And what they have patiently rebuilt,
you are now being asked to destroy.
Pointlessly.
Neither society nor they will benefit.
I would like you to bear in mind
that they have to pay this money back.
They will pay
for the rest of their lives.
Nothing obliges you
to condemn them twice.
Justice should not taste of venom.
I feel confident
your verdict will cause us no shame.
The public prosecutor has
handed them to you.
I entrust them to you.
Thank you.
I order that the case file
be presented to the court clerk.
All right.
Court is adjourned.
Will we have to wait long?
Hopefully it won't drag on.
See you later.
Thank you.
They've reached a verdict.
To the question:
Did Fatija Benamar,
Malika Benamar, Hlne Trinidad,
Laurence Roucadet and Carole Koudron
carry out the armed robbery
of Isle-sur-la-Sorgue's Crdit Agricole?
The answer is yes,
by a majority of at least eight votes.
As for that of the Crdit Lyonnais
in Saint-Saturnin-les-Avignons,
the answer is yes,
by a majority of at least eight votes.
For the double armed robbery
at the Crdit Agricole in Caumont,
the answer is yes,
by a majority of at least eight votes.
For the armed robbery
at the Crdit Lyonnais in Pontet,
the answer is yes,
by a majority of at least eight votes.
For the armed robbery
at the Crdit Agricole in Entraigues,
the answer is yes,
by a majority of at least eight votes.
Consequently,
the Court sentences Fatija Benamar
to five years' imprisonment,
four of which are suspended.
What does that mean?
It includes the pre-trial detention.
You're free to go.
Hlne Trinidad
to four years' imprisonment, suspended.
Malika Benamar
to four years' imprisonment, suspended.
Laurence Roucadet
to four years' imprisonment, suspended.
Silence, please.
Thank you.
The Court sentences Carole Koudron
to five years' imprisonment,
three of which are suspended.
You have five days
in which to lodge an appeal.
After this time,
you will no longer be entitled to do so.
Court is adjourned.
Carole... Carole?
Carole was released two years later.
To this day, the Amazons still live
in the same region.
Laurence works in a hospital kitchen.
Malika works in a grocery store.
Hlne is a home carer
for an elderly person.
Katy is still struggling to find work.
They have never reoffended.
UNSUBMISSIVES
In 1991, five young women were dubbed
the Amazon Gang by the press.
This film recounts their story.
- Dad?
- Yes.
- You OK?
- I'm fine. You?
Is Mom working late?
Yes.
She's made you something to eat.
I'm not hungry.
I have to go.
- Will you get back late?
- No.
- See you later.
- Yes.
- Will you be seeing your sister?
- Er... No.
Not today.
If you do,
tell her we'd like to see her.
OK.
- Hi, Katy.
- Hi, how are you?
Good, thanks.
You're still here!
Yeah, where do you want us to go?
- Remember what I said.
- Chill.
- Seriously.
- I got it.
- Hi.
- How are you doing?
Fine.
- She's not here.
- I know.
I was heading out
to see my new boss.
I'll have some water.
You got a new job?
Yeah, as a trucker.
I'll do the leg
between here and Frankfurt.
Good. Are you happy with it?
It's not bad.
Why are you here?
You touch her again, you're dead.
Excuse me?
What are you getting at?
You touch her again, you're dead.
Got it?
How are you doing? Good day?
- Are we eating at my parents'?
- No, I'm out with the girls tonight.
- Yeah?
- You can eat with the kids if you like.
So let's take our shoes off.
Let's go.
What is it?
- It's about child benefit.
- Everything OK?
Yeah.
Thomas, are you staying for dinner?
I don't know... Maybe.
Hi there.
- Hello.
- You doing OK?
Hi Marie.
- Are you well?
- Yes, you?
If you stay behind, I've got nappies,
if you want.
Hello.
Carole?
Carole!
Everyone's saying
you hang around with those...
With those what?
Ask your mother.
What do they say at the shop?
That she's hanging out with...?
I'm out.
I've had it.
I've got to get out of here.
Ah, you smell so good!
- You sounded great.
- Yeah.
- You're getting better.
- Thanks.
- What was your dad saying?
- Just spouting crap.
- Hi guys.
- Hi Katy.
I'm sick of the same faces.
Gotta get out of here.
- What are you doing here?
- Playing.
What are you up to?
Come on, beat it!
Let me finish my game.
- Budge!
- Fine, but finish the round.
You're too young to be here.
- We're just playing.
- I'm gonna get it from Dad.
- It's fine.
- Just go home.
- Listen to your sister.
- Hurry up.
And stop sighing.
Too much of a diva to say hi now?
I didn't see you.
All good, Gilbert?
- Yeah, and you?
- Fine.
- What's up?
- Whose Porsche is that out front?
- The rich fucks'.
- They just park it there like that?
- They'll be parking it in the hood soon.
- I'd love to see that.
Can I get a cigarette off you?
Please.
I've had it with you.
Is that a lighter?
- How are you?
- Not great.
Not great at all.
Something strong please.
- Her mom encourages it.
- Who cares about this shit?
- Whose turn is it?
- Her mom does.
Don't drop ash.
My mom has to clean it up.
- Your mom works here?
- Yeah.
- Of course she does!
- I didn't know that.
Can I borrow your car?
Why?
Just to go for a spin.
Cars...
The only thing you give a shit about.
Don't take the piss.
I just want to go for a ride.
Then fine, go for a ride.
Thanks.
- How you doing?
- I'm OK. You?
Not saying hello to my sister?
Hi.
Want a drink?
No, I'm good.
Sure?
When will you see Mom and Dad?
If they want to see me,
they know where I am.
I'm not far.
You know downtown is far for them.
Stop.
Here.
- What time is it?
- Nearly 4 o'clock.
Fuck, he's gonna fuck me up.
Just tell him you were babysitting
for Hlne.
All night? He'll never buy it.
He won't touch you, trust me.
Wait, take this.
Babysitting money.
Thank you.
Everyone on the floor.
Freeze. Everyone on the floor.
Freeze. Everyone on the floor.
This is a hold-up.
Freeze. Everyone on the floor.
This is a hold-up.
You! Head down, head down!
Hello. This is a hold-up.
Everyone freeze.
You can do this.
Come on, seriously.
Open the safe.
I said open the safe.
What did you say?
What did you say?
Open the fucking safe
and everything will be OK.
Open the safe.
Go on, open the safe.
What's he doing?
Open the safe!
There you go.
Thank you.
I've been waiting for you.
Why didn't you call?
I didn't want to wake you up.
So you're out all night now?
She paid me 100.
Where does she get her money from?
I don't know. I don't ask.
She's out all night and gives you
100 bucks to watch her kids?
Don't play dumb.
Hlne acts all high and mighty,
but she's just a whore.
Good night.
Fatija! Phone!
Fatija! Telephone!
I'm coming.
I'm coming, Mom.
I've told you
to stop calling me Fatija.
- What time is it?
- It's 4 o'clock.
You're not going to get a job
by sleeping all day.
And I won't get one
with a name like Fatija.
- Hey, who is it?
- It's Carole.
Are you serious?
I forgot all about you.
- No way.
- I fell asleep.
- Where were you?
- Sorry, I really was sleeping.
- You're unreal.
- Can you give me a lift?
- Where?
- To Carole's place.
- If not, I'll bring it back in an hour.
- You're a pain. Give me the keys.
I didn't know they lived here.
It's on the right, just there.
What do her parents do?
They run the stationery shop in town,
on the square.
If paper pays,
we should start selling it too.
Maybe we should.
- How are you doing?
- Fine.
Your parents have a pool
but no suitcases.
Fuck off.
Just till we find a solution.
Why did I leave if I still have
your shit to deal with?
OK, I get it. Bye.
- Seriously?
- Carole!
Carole!
- Come back. She didn't mean it.
- Come on.
I'll take the sofa.
You two are cockroaches...
I'm going to the toilet.
What happened?
Did you run away again?
Here.
This is for you and Carole, OK?
- See you then, I'm off.
- See you, Katy.
- Don't forget the meeting at the bank.
- OK.
- Don't forget.
- I won't.
- See you.
- Bye.
- What is this?
- Stop!
What is this?
What have you done?
- Stop it!
- What's in there?
What's in that head of yours?
Salima, enough!
Let me go, I'm gonna kill her!
You're dead! Have you no shame?
Calm down!
- When is she going to change?
- Calm down!
She's rotten!
I'm gonna kill her!
- Calm down.
- Get rid of that, I'm warning you!
- Let me go.
- Look at me.
Calm down.
Go into the bedroom.
I'm gonna kill her.
Where did she find this?
In my bed.
What was it doing in your bed?
Nothing.
If you do it again,
you'll get at least 15 years.
You know that.
Good morning.
These are my children, but...
Go and wait in the hallway.
So, what can I do for you?
Take a seat.
I received a letter.
- And I need some more information.
- OK.
Sorry, my son drew on it.
There was a miscalculation.
You've received too much child benefit
for several years.
This is to enable you to...
- pay off your debt.
- Well, that's what I read.
So I'm going from 3,000 francs
to 31 francs a month.
Yes.
It's to enable you to pay off your debt.
How do I survive on 31 francs a month?
I live with my mom. My dad left.
We have to pay the mortgage.
I've got three children.
I can't work more than I do.
I understand.
But by receiving too much child benefit,
you've incurred a debt.
So the 31 francs is due to that.
So you can pay off your debt.
So, you guys made a mistake
and I have to pay for it?
Yes.
You've been overpaid.
- You have to pay it back.
- Right.
You've said that already.
You're like a broken record.
How can I live on 31 francs a month?
Do you get what I'm saying?
How will I buy clothes and food
for my children?
My youngest is going on a school trip...
How will I pay for that?
Is there nothing I can do?
Nothing?
I can give you paperwork
for a social worker.
That's all I can do for you.
I've got it, Mom. Go to bed.
- Good night.
- Good night.
- Night, girls.
- Night, Marie.
Why don't you tell your mom?
No, I'm not going to stress her out.
- Have you told Thomas?
- No.
You know him.
He'd quit his studies and look for work.
One of us has to make it.
We're treated like dogs.
I don't understand.
They tell you it's their fault,
and just leave you to wither away?
Yeah, that's right.
- It doesn't make sense.
- No.
What will you do?
I even considered whoring myself,
but I'm not brave enough.
Personally, I can see you as a whore.
I knew you were going to say that.
Idiot!
It's a nightmare.
Or we rob our bank.
What are you on about?
I'm serious.
I've figured it all out.
We get there
just before it closes at noon.
The cops are off for lunch
and the shops have just dropped off
their takings.
Simple.
Disguised as dudes, in balaclavas.
I have a sawed-off 12 gauge
and two Colt 45s.
In and out in two minutes.
Two girls in the bank.
Two getaway cars:
one out front, one elsewhere.
What are we talking about?
No one will link us to it.
Not the cops nor...
We're chicks.
Since when do chicks rob banks?
Who's gonna believe that?
And how do we get in?
"How do we get in?"
We're not getting in.
Are you hearing me?
We're not getting in.
- Can you look after the kids, at least?
- What?
You won't look after the children?
- We'll have to do it during the holidays.
- Yes, during the holidays.
Laurence!
Either way, I'm in.
Fuck.
You're going on the school trip.
Really?
What are you up to next week?
I'm around.
What about you?
I need your help.
With what?
I need to jack a car.
OK, I can help.
But I'm in on it too.
You can't be.
Don't trust me anymore?
That's not it.
I've always trusted you.
- What then?
- It's complicated.
I'm not jacking any whips
if I don't get a cut.
I need the money.
You can't. We're all girls.
- You're all what? Girls?
- Yeah.
Are you robbing The Fragrance Shop?
Of course not.
We're robbing a bank.
- Oh yeah?
- Yeah.
- Yeah, seriously.
- OK.
Do you still want in?
All right, next week then.
Keep me posted.
Thanks.
Hey, you.
Here.
Come to Auntie.
- You OK?
- Yeah.
Are you done sulking?
So?
- What's the verdict?
- Fine.
- Meaning?
- Meaning I'll look after them.
Yay, you're gonna look after the kids!
Come to Mommy.
Good to see you motivated.
Your auntie's crazy.
No, I'm crazy about you.
That's right, about you!
Let's go home and eat a bit.
Yeah? OK, high five.
- High five, little man.
- Give her a high five.
I'm going to build the best tower!
- What should I do to my horse?
- Braid it?
You're leaving in 15.
Good to go?
Go.
- What are you doing?
- Too much traffic.
- We'll end up in a jam.
- Turn around.
- It's too busy!
- I said turn around.
Fuck's sake!
What an idiot!
Laurence? I'm heading out.
- I can't find the car keys.
- What?
I can't find the car keys.
- Where were they?
- They were there...
Don't panic, we'll find them.
- Shall we look for the keys?
- Kids, did you take the keys?
- No, but what's that?
- We're looking for Mommy's keys.
Don't go anywhere.
Open the door!
- Open up.
- Shit.
If you don't, I'll shoot him!
On the ground.
- On the ground.
- Look down.
Put the money in the bag.
- Move it!
- I'm on it, I'm on it.
Hurry up!
Look away.
Here you go.
Turn around.
Where the fuck have you been?
Calm down. What are you doing?
- What are you doing?
- I lost the keys, sorry.
- Sorry.
- Moron!
Hi there.
Everything OK?
Yeah, you?
I'm OK. And you girls?
Did you have a good day?
Uh, yeah.
Tiring.
Mom?
Could you watch the kids tonight?
OK.
- Thanks.
- Thanks, Marie.
Thanks!
We did it!
Look.
I've got big tits with this cash.
It's everywhere.
Champagne, champagne!
One for you.
One for me.
Easy now. Let go, let go.
This one's for me.
I'm giving you this too.
A toast to the cash.
To wealth.
Smell it.
That smells so good.
- It smells like happiness.
- Put it away.
We're gonna travel.
Somewhere far away.
Anyway, it's done now.
We did it.
Get in here!
Chill, Malika.
I didn't know you were there.
Don't play with me.
Your bullshit will land us in prison.
- You only ever think of yourself!
- Shut up!
Shut up before I lose it!
I only think of myself?
Who am I doing this for?
Who left me alone
to get beaten up for both of us?
Was it me?
So shut the fuck up,
you're talking shit...
- Where are you going?
- To take a piss, clearly!
This is a toilet, right?
You need to leave.
You can't stay here.
Yeah, I'll find a place to stay.
- We didn't know you'd be there.
- I don't want to hear it.
- Here.
- What is that?
- Your share.
- Share of what?
You were there, weren't you?
I'm joking.
Take it, it's for your land.
Go on, take it!
A robbery took place in plain sight
yesterday morning.
Two armed robbers raided
the Crdit Agricole
and left a few minutes later
with an estimated haul
of 116,000 francs...
Witnesses say the two suspects
appeared nervous.
Likely teenagers or very young men,
judging by their voices and builds.
A car was found on a country road.
The police think it belongs
to the criminals.
It is focusing its investigation
on the Traveller community
installed recently
on the outskirts of Cavaillon.
What are you doing?
I'm buying toys.
How come you're buying
so many toys, though?
It's important to have toys.
Go ahead.
Today you can pick anything you want.
- Really, really, really?
- Anything?
Let's fill this shopping cart.
More, more, more!
Nice, I love that.
Come on, I want it spilling over!
Get some modeling clay!
Go on then.
You don't like it?
I do, it's great.
Did you steal it?
Course not.
I won 10,000 on a scratch-off.
You won 10,000 on a scratch-off?
Since when do you buy scratch-off?
Since I won on a scratch-off.
Oh yeah?
Where you off to tonight?
The usual. Galaxy.
I don't have class tomorrow.
I can come with you, if you like.
- No.
- No?
Why not?
Because you're much too sexy to go out.
Oh yeah? I'm too sexy?
Yeah, riots will break out,
girls will get into fights.
I'll wait for you here, then.
- Yeah, right there.
- OK.
- Don't move.
- See you.
Matteo!
I'm gonna get you!
Slow down, it's not a race.
Is all this yours?
Yeah, from there to there
is mine and my sister's.
It's nice, eh?
I'm all out.
Already?
I've got three kids and...
I got less as I didn't go in.
So I've got to go in.
It's too dangerous, you can't.
You're a mom.
- My kids, my decision.
- I'm just grabbing a cigarette.
Move aside. Move.
Sorry!
Are you guys serious?
What?
- Do you all have a death wish?
- Oh, Laurence...
- Who here wants their old life back?
- Nobody.
You want your old life back?
No, I don't.
- I'm having some champagne.
- I'll have some too.
- Thanks.
- Damn, this bubbly's good.
- It's delicious.
- Who taught you that?
I learnt it all by myself.
Anyway, that's it now.
Malika won't be there again.
So what if she's not there?
We'll get in.
We'll go in as girls.
I thought dressing up as guys
was the big idea.
Going in was the big idea.
As girls, we can get in anywhere.
What about Gilbert?
No Gilbert.
He didn't keep his cool.
- He had me seriously worried.
- Agreed.
I only asked Gilbert for the car.
Laurence, you just need to wait for us
somewhere in Hlne's car.
- Laurence!
- What?
Yes or no?
Yes?
Yes!
So who's going in?
Shall we toss a coin?
Yeah!
- Tails.
- Heads.
Oh, no!
That's so fucking annoying.
- She'll wait for us outside.
- So annoying.
- Can't you smile for once?
- For fuck's sake.
- What's the matter?
- Come on!
A little extra cash never hurts.
You're off in five.
- You're driving?
- Yes.
Just one thing.
If you stall, connect that cable
to the battery one.
Never leave the ignition on.
If you see sparks, don't worry,
that's meant to happen.
Put that away.
Calm down.
Hello.
Hands up, this is a hold-up!
Everybody freeze!
On the ground.
Up against the wall.
You, come here.
Fill up the bag.
What's up with you?
This ain't a show.
What are you doing?
Keep going!
- You've got everything.
- Keep going!
- That's all of it, look.
- Get over here!
- There's nothing left, you have it all.
- I said fill it up!
- Here!
- I've given you everything.
Open the drawers.
Move, move, move!
- There!
- There's nothing, look.
There's nothing else.
You have it all.
Shut the fuck up!
Let's go! Come on!
Mommy.
The other one, come on.
Come on, hurry up.
Hands on your head.
On the ground!
Don't look at us.
That's it. I want you out.
Don't worry, I've found a flat.
Enough. Enough of this shit.
I'm begging you.
You know how this is gonna end.
I'm not going back there.
Thank you.
- Didn't you order a salad?
- Yes.
- Is that a salad?
- What is this? It's so colorful.
- They're tomatoes.
- Am I supposed to cut this?
You're meant to cut it
with your spoon, er... fork.
And your knife, of course.
- On three. I'll do it like this.
- Do it.
- Go on, taste it.
- Oh no, it's breaking up.
- One, two, three.
- There you go.
Trying new things!
- How can I eat this?
- Swallow it.
Stop making that face.
- Be polite.
- It's fine.
I think I'll quit at the bakery.
It's tough work.
What?
You can't.
People will ask questions.
- People are already asking questions.
- Even more reason.
Something's always up with you.
What?
- Have you got something to say?
- I just did.
This is meant to be fun, girls.
What are you playing at?
Come on, eat or something.
Fine, quit your job.
Then what?
Seriously. You quit the bakery.
What's your plan?
What are your plans,
apart from getting beaten up
by your man all day long?
OK, everyone just calm down.
Lighter, please.
- What's he doing here?
- Who?
- He has no business being here.
- Neither do we.
But he really doesn't.
It's fine, he's from the hood like us.
Excuse me, is that bill
for the family over there?
Let me take care of it.
I'll pay for my father.
What? Don't do that.
Maybe he'll stop ignoring me.
Don't do that.
It's fine. Thanks.
He's coming over.
- What? Who?
- Her dad.
- He's coming.
- Fuck!
- Hello, everyone.
- Hello.
Hi Dad.
- Kids doing OK?
- Yeah, thanks.
How can you afford to pay for us?
I won on a scratch-off.
Save it for you and the kids.
It's for the best.
- Take care of yourselves.
- Bye.
Put that away.
It doesn't matter.
Fuck him.
Sorry about earlier.
No worries.
Is it nice?
Yeah, it's tomato.
Oh, no, it's carrot.
Katy?
- You good?
- Yeah, you?
- Enjoyed your meal?
- Yeah.
We have a question for you,
but we're scared to ask.
Go on, you say it.
The banks.
- The banks.
- What about the banks?
Doesn't ring a bell?
The Amazons?
What? I don't understand.
We're from your hood,
we just want a piece.
So we're asking if it's you.
- If it's us?
- Yeah, if you're the Amazons.
You know... the banks.
That's crazy.
What are you talking about?
- Who said that?
- We want in.
You want in? Go rob a bank yourself.
Why come to me?
I don't get it, what's going on?
It's not you?
No, it's not me.
Who said it was?
Word on the street.
- Which street?
- People talk.
So, Nassim,
you listen to gossip now?
- No, we're just asking.
- Ah, I thought so.
Don't listen to that bullshit.
OK. Nice bike, by the way.
- Wanna go for a ride?
- See? You're asking for it.
What I'm hearing is
that you want to be Amazons.
Look, it was just a question.
I'll bring you some disguises.
OK, Katy, see ya.
- Ciao, Katy.
- Later, guys.
Fuck, we're out of gas.
He's such a loser.
- We need the keys to the R5, please.
- No.
What?
We're not using Hlne's car.
No way.
- Give us the keys.
- Not the Renault.
Hand them over.
- Fine.
- Move the other one.
Fuck.
Fuck. Move, move.
Don't move or I'll shoot.
- I'll shoot.
- You're not going to shoot.
What the hell are they doing?
- Fucking Amazons.
- Prick.
- What's he doing here?
- I don't know.
Start the car, go!
What the fuck is he doing?
Get out the way! Move!
What's wrong with you?
- What the fuck was that?
- I wanna shoot that dickhead.
You're not shooting anyone.
Your gun's not even loaded.
What?
Only my gun is loaded.
That one's just for show.
- You're fucking with us.
- You'd use a gun?
- Only you know how to pull a trigger?
- Enough. Shut up!
- You took us for fools!
- Were you gonna shoot?
- Are you dumb or what?
- I'd never have shot!
- You took us for fools!
- Get your clothes off. Quick!
- Hlne?
- Yeah?
- You OK?
- Yeah, I'm just beat.
- Shall I go by myself?
- No, I'll go with you.
- Are you sure?
- Yeah.
What's going on?
No idea.
What are you doing?
It looks blocked off.
I'll go around.
I don't wanna sit in a jam.
What is that?
Could you turn your engine off, miss?
- Is this your vehicle?
- Yes.
Where have you been?
Auchan.
I took my mom shopping.
Auchan?
And before that?
- Before what?
- Where were you earlier?
This morning, say.
This morning she was with me.
I work in town, at Terminus.
When there's a lot to clean up,
she helps me out.
Can you tell us what's going on?
Please come with us to the station.
The station, but...
I can't drive home,
I don't have a license.
Then we'll swing by your place first.
Simple.
Thanks, I can put it away.
The rest is for the pantry.
Thank you.
What are you doing?
- Is it OK if we take a look around?
- Go ahead.
- You have children?
- Yes.
Please, come with me.
There was a bank robbery
this morning in Cavaillon.
We think you were involved.
Is this a joke?
An agent saw three female robbers
fleeing in a grey Renault 5.
He noted the license plate
and your name came up.
Hlne Trinidad.
- How do you explain that?
- Well, it's a mistake.
It's a mistake?
And yet the number plate checks out
with a grey Renault 5.
I get that, but...
I dunno, it's a mistake.
- Have you heard of the Amazon Gang?
- Yeah, everyone has.
And do you like being part of it?
Excuse me?
You drove at a traffic officer
who was helping kids cross the road.
I told you, I was at the bar,
Terminus, with my mom.
I have three kids,
you think I'm gonna...
plow into schoolkids
on a crosswalk?
- Right.
- Yeah.
You were working with your mom?
That's what you said.
- Have you known Johnny for long?
- Yeah, forever.
On the one hand, I have an eyewitness
who noted down your number plate,
and then I have Johnny, your mom's boss,
who you've known forever,
- who has given you a solid alibi.
- It's not an alibi, it's the truth.
You think you and your mother might be
messing with me?
She said I was with her at Terminus
because that's where I was.
If I were you,
I'd spare myself two days in a cell.
You won't win this.
So?
She didn't crack.
I'll stay with my cousin in Corsica.
I'll come with.
We need to split up.
We can't be seen together.
Not for a while.
1 YEAR LATER
- How's it going?
- Good, you?
You all right, sis?
I've missed you.
I don't know how I let myself
get tricked like that.
He said he'd pay me in a week,
then another week, then another...
Now I find out he's bankrupt.
I'll never get a cent.
I put the whole harvest
into his crappy products.
All of it.
I gave that deadbeat everything.
- Don't worry, I'll sort it.
- You can't. We're wiped out.
He's kept everything:
his car, his house, his shitty watches.
Enough already,
I'll deal with it.
- You're here!
- Hey. Happy to see us?
And so it begins!
Straight to the point, aren't you?
- How's my girl?
- Hi Dad.
How's Karim doing?
Yeah, he's fine.
He sends his love.
He sends his salam .
Why don't you come see us in Corsica?
You know, me and planes...
Why didn't he come?
He couldn't.
Too much work at the restaurant.
But he wanted to.
I'll help myself
since no one's offering.
- There's makrout , you know.
- Where?
There.
- Did you make this?
- Of course.
- I made them last night.
- Don't lie.
You bought them down at Foudjir's.
- I made them last night.
- Dad?
He was sleeping.
But we know what your cakes are like...
Honestly, they are not from her...
Cut it out.
That's it, I've got old people's teeth.
It's Laurence.
Already?
- Hi.
- Hey.
Hey, you.
You've grown again.
- You good?
- Yeah, you?
- Fine.
- Why didn't you tell us you were back?
I've been busy.
- Is Karim not here?
- No, he couldn't make it.
Did you buy a new car?
Yeah.
Will you take me somewhere tonight?
I was bored shitless for months.
I was at work,
and I said to myself:
we've been through some crazy shit.
We made headlines.
You can't languish at the bottom
forever.
I knew that when Jocelyne left,
everyone would be after her job.
- Know what I did?
- What?
I went to see Mnard.
I cornered him.
I told him, "I am an Amazon,
I've done seven heists,
so give me the job or die."
Good for you.
I mean,
I've been there for five years.
The girls like me, they know me.
He should've given me a shot.
It's much better to be a manager.
You work less.
You get paid more.
There he is.
Are you sure about this?
This is my sister we're talking about.
- Good evening.
- Good evening.
Excuse me, do you sell cigarettes?
Yeah, but only to my customers.
Then I'll have a beer to go
and a pack of whatever you have,
please.
- Is Camel OK?
- Great, thanks.
On vacation?
Not at all.
I live in Isle-sur-la-Sorgue.
- You got family here?
- No.
- How much do I owe you?
- 13 francs.
- Did you find what you were after?
- What a house!
That guy's not just growing lavender.
Let's go.
Hi.
- You good?
- Yeah, I am.
- You?
- Yeah.
- How are your folks?
- Yeah, fine.
They send their love.
Your sister?
She's OK.
May I?
- Cheers.
- Cheers.
See you in the morning?
I don't feel like working.
It'll fly by.
Will you wait for me?
Yeah, I'll wait for you here.
Give my love to your cousin.
See you later.
- Have you already done 222?
- No.
- It needs to get done.
- OK.
Thank you.
Laurence Roucadet?
Could you please come with us?
This can be done and dusted
in five minutes.
Tell us the name of the guy
you were standing guard for.
I wasn't there.
Stop, this is exhausting.
We know you were.
It's pointless.
He's right, we do know.
We know you were in that bar,
standing guard for some guy.
Who's the guy you're protecting?
I'm not protecting any guy.
If you keep this up, it'll get worse.
For you and your son.
He's gonna be taken away from you.
- You can't do that.
- We can't.
But the judge can.
Their decision depends
on what we tell them.
And what we tell them
depends on you.
Is that what you want for your son?
For him to grow up in foster care?
Is that what you want for your son,
Laurence?
For him to get slapped around?
To get raped by his caseworker
before he turns 13?
Like you?
Is that what you want for him?
Give us a name.
You have no right to do this.
Let's not drag this out.
I want to see my son.
- You will.
- Soon, if you talk.
I want to see my son.
We're all ears.
Good evening.
Katy? There's someone
on the phone for you.
- Who is it?
- No idea.
Hello?
Katy, it's Laurence.
I've just left the station
after 48 hours.
- They know it was us.
- What?
What do you mean?
Us, what?
The robbery in Fontaine.
A guy in the bar in front blabbed.
He saw the car.
He said it was us.
I don't understand.
They told me
they'd take my son away.
They won't drop it.
We've gotta fess up.
No one's going to take your son.
Got it? No one.
You need to tell them the truth.
Think about Christopher.
Tell them why.
They'll understand.
Cut the crap, Laurence. Stop it.
You do what Hlne did last year.
They had everything:
the plates, the car.
She didn't talk.
She didn't crack.
So, do what she did.
Do what she did.
Say nothing.
- Laurence, are you still there?
- Yeah.
I'm at the...
I'm at the payphone
in front of the church.
I'm out of change.
I'll call you back.
They only accept cards now...
in the town center.
Fuck's sake, Laurence,
why did you do this?
Christ...
You're an Amazon.
Karim.
- Wake up.
- What's wrong?
I need to tell you something.
What time is it?
I'm wanted by the police.
What are you talking about?
For real.
If I'm caught,
I'll get a good 15 years.
What did you do?
- You know the Amazon Gang?
- Yeah.
That's me.
Me and my friends.
I've done time in juvie.
If they catch me, I'm done for.
Do they know where you are?
I don't know.
They called me at the club.
Pack your stuff.
Let's get out of here.
How was it?
- Not too boring?
- No, it was cool.
It kind of dragged on while
the others were playing their flutes,
but you were fine.
I liked it.
Great.
Did you see?
Dad's here.
Yeah, I saw...
Let's get out of here.
- OK?
- OK, you?
Katy. Franck.
I've put you in here,
is that OK?
- Thanks.
- Perfect.
- Thanks.
- I'm going back to bed.
- Hands up!
- Show us your hands!
Don't move!
I'm not moving.
Mommy!
It's OK, kids.
Kids, it's OK.
- Let go of me.
- Don't move.
I'm not.
Look what I found under your bathtub.
It's not mine.
OK, sure.
I'm telling you it's not mine.
Whatever's in there isn't mine!
It's not mine!
Why are you doing this?
It's not mine!
- Let go, you're hurting me!
- Shut it.
Fuck.
Your mother's going
to pick up the kids.
No one's ever conned me
like you did.
It's not that hard.
Come in.
- Hello, young lady.
- Hello.
Hlne Trinidad, 25.
Suspected of seven robberies
in the Vaucluse region.
While in custody,
she confessed.
Were you unable
to find her a change of pants?
Buy her some sanitary towels?
Are we still in the Middle Ages?
- We're all men...
- A rhetorical question.
Thank you.
Hold on.
Remove her handcuffs
before you go, please.
Take a seat.
Like your colleagues,
Laurence Roucadet,
Carole Koudron, Malika Benamar,
you were also part
of the Amazon Gang?
Yes, ma'am.
What were you thinking?
When does a young woman your age
decide to rob a bank?
Is this a solution
rather than a problem?
I didn't know what else to do.
Yes, I know. I heard.
You had no other choice.
So, you thought, "Let's go
and do a bunch of armed robberies?"
It's a job like any other.
No, but it's better than robbing
from people or dealing drugs.
What kind of world do you live in?
The charges against you
are very serious.
This isn't a civil proceeding,
it's a criminal trial.
You get a one-year detention order.
What's that?
I'm putting you in prison
until your trial.
What about my children?
You should have thought of that.
It's such a waste, really.
Can someone bring you a pair of pants?
My mother.
Can you ask the police
to phone her mother
and ask her to bring
some clean clothes?
Will the girls be with me?
No, I've put you in different prisons.
- All went smoothly?
- Yes.
Hello.
Good morning, ma'am.
Can I see the detention order?
Thank you.
Full name,
date and place of birth.
Hlne Trinidad.
July 25, 1964.
Avignon.
Do you have any tattoos,
any distinguishing marks?
Is there someone we can contact
if required?
My mother.
Stand under the measuring rod,
then we'll search you.
Five feet seven inches.
Take off your clothes.
In here.
Raise your arms.
Both of them.
Lower them.
Open your mouth.
Turn around.
Lift your hair up.
Bend over.
Cough.
That's fine. Here.
I'll put this bag in a locker.
This can all go to your cell.
- Hello.
- Hi.
How are you?
Have they found Katy yet?
No. Not yet.
We've found you a lawyer.
A good one, I hope.
His name is Mr. Gontard.
Thanks, Mom.
You've kept quiet?
You're not saying anything?
I'd never do that to Katy.
I'll never talk.
No.
You have to plead not guilty.
You don't know these girls.
Dad's telling everyone you didn't do it.
He's losing his mind.
You plead not guilty.
OK?
You can't do that to us.
What will people think?
Can you think of us for once?
Think about your brother,
what he's going through at school...
because of what they say about you.
Can you put yourself in our shoes?
OK, I'll do it.
All right.
Stop worrying.
You can't stay in bed.
You've gotta get out there.
If you don't,
they'll think you're a snitch
and you'll get knifed.
You've gotta work too.
If you cook or clean,
you can take a shower every day.
How long's it been since you showered?
You stink.
This place is full of junkie whores
and chicks who've killed their kids.
You're an Amazon.
So get your ass up and wash it.
Trinidad?
Visitor.
- Hi.
- Hello.
Come on, let's go.
Hello Hlne.
Mr. Guenoun, attorney.
How are you?
I'm OK.
How are they treating you here?
The guards?
Your fellow inmates?
It's OK.
I am your lawyer.
I'll be handling your case.
I have no money.
My mother and I, we can't pay you.
I know. Your mother told me.
I'm here to defend
something very close to my heart:
the place of people like you
in a society that's forgotten them.
And that's why I brought you this book.
Have you heard of Jean Pinatel?
He wrote this book called
The Criminogenic Society .
I'd like you to read it.
It's a book about
how you and your girlfriends
grew up in a criminogenic environment.
That's the idea we're going
to put in the jurors' heads.
We're going to show them
that the blame lies in your upbringing
and social environment.
So, you're not a bank robber.
You're a brave mother
who'll do anything to feed her kids.
That's what we're going to plead.
To do that,
I need you to tell me who you are.
I'd like to hear
about you and your family.
I have three children.
One older girl
and two little ones.
Two little boys.
I live with my mother.
My father left us when I was seven.
Has he come to see you here?
No, I don't exist for him.
He has a new life. Two daughters.
So he just abandoned you
when you were seven?
That's very good.
I mean... very good for us,
for your defense.
What about your children's father?
The father of my eldest left
when she was born.
We haven't seen him since.
Not since she was born.
That's pure gold.
I couldn't have come up
with better myself.
I'm pleased to make you smile.
Is there more?
The child benefit overpayment...
I went from 3,000 francs a month to 31.
I got a letter.
I went to see them,
but they had no solution to offer.
That's how we got here.
To bank robbery
with Katy and the girls.
It's not...
It's a criminogenic society, you know.
- Exactly, you've got it.
- There you go.
I'm gonna get the car.
Wait for me here?
It's gonna be fine. OK?
Police! Don't move!
Hands up! Hands up!
Show us your hands!
I won't talk to the cops.
Would you talk
to the magistrate judge?
Yes, because my sister wasn't involved.
She hasn't stolen a thing in her life.
OK.
What about you?
You know about me.
No, not everything.
I can't stop thinking about you
and your friends. It upsets me.
No, it makes me angry.
How did you get here?
And how did you go
from Fatija Benamar to Katy?
Please answer me.
- Katy appeared in elementary school.
- Why?
I had a teacher.
He used everyone's first name,
except Mohamed's and mine.
He called us by our surnames.
I figured Fatija was too hard to say.
And after that, you went
to high school in Isle-sur-la-Sorgue?
Yes.
When my dad got injured at work,
I quit.
To work, to help them out.
And why did you leave your job?
I didn't. I got fired.
My scooter was stolen.
I had to hitchhike to work,
but some days I didn't get a ride
and was late, so they sacked me.
After that, I did some temp work.
Some cleaning jobs.
But it was tough
and I'd had enough.
I'd run out of ideas.
When you're out of ideas in the hood...
people give you them.
I didn't want to break into houses
or sell drugs.
When they suggested gas stations,
I said yes.
So I robbed gas stations.
I was caught and put
in Baumettes juvenile detention.
And then?
Then we didn't have a choice.
Hlne was struggling, with kids
and debts she hadn't even racked up.
No one could help us.
So we took the money
where we found it.
In a bank.
A bank?
Six banks.
Seven robberies.
We did Caumont twice.
You had no choice
but to do it seven times?
What was the plan?
Was there a plan?
I've put you in Baumettes.
Good, I won't feel out of place.
Go ahead.
I'll see you in two weeks.
I'm taking care a few things here,
then I'm moving to Marseille
to be near you.
- I love you.
- I love you too.
Take care of yourself.
You too.
Hello, you've reached Karim.
I'm not in at the moment.
Please leave a message.
It's me.
I've called 100 times,
you never answer.
What did I do?
As hard as it is,
not picking up makes it worse.
Please...
Please, stay by your phone.
Stay home.
I'll call you back...
I love you.
Thank you.
It took you a long time
to come see me.
I wanted to write, but I thought
it was better to say it to your face.
You're a selfish bitch.
You only think about yourself.
You've ruined my life
and the kids' lives, you realize that?
This is the last time we'll talk.
You and your friends are black cats.
You bring bad luck.
If he hadn't met Katy,
he'd still be alive.
What are you talking about?
- Your mom didn't tell you?
- No.
Karim, Katy's boyfriend, is dead.
Killed in a car crash
with his brother in Corsica.
How can you tell me this like that?
- Darling.
- Hi Mom. The kids?
Your sister's in there.
Are you OK?
Have you heard from Karim?
Dad?
Take this.
Put it around your neck.
Here, take this.
- Hello Katy.
- Hello.
I'm so sorry...
We're here because I asked you for help.
You're not allowed to communicate.
Put this around your neck
and wait there.
- Any news from Karim?
- No.
Let's hurry this up, ladies.
You can line up along the line there,
the one on the ground.
In front of the number
you've been given.
Good.
I'm going to let the witnesses in.
They'll be behind the glass
in front of you.
I'm going to ask you
to look straight ahead.
Don't do anything.
And no communication
with one another.
Carole...
Carole, talk to me.
Laurence,
do you have any news about Karim?
Hlne, anything?
No talking.
The witnesses are here.
Look at the window.
- He's dead.
- No talking.
- What?
- What did you say, Hlne?
What's happened?
Karim is dead.
He and his brother were killed
in a crash in Corsica.
I'm sorry.
Miss Benamar, please.
Please, look straight ahead.
Please.
Miss Benamar, please.
The witnesses are here.
Stand up straight. Please.
Katy?
Mr. Benamar, Mrs. Benamar.
Malika...
It's not true... It's not true...
Please do something for my daughter.
Otherwise she'll die in prison.
- Thank you.
- Thank you very much.
Tell me it's not true...
What happened to him?
- It'll be OK.
- He's not dead.
OK.
We'll note
that your lawyer didn't turn up.
Are you sure you summoned him,
Mrs. Chomant?
Yes, but I can check if you like.
I made a mistake, Your Honor.
Mr. Gontard was not summoned
this morning, but at 3 pm.
You know what will happen now?
Mr. Gontard will call
the prosecutor's office and explain
that his client was summoned
in the absence of her lawyer
and that, consequently,
her detention is arbitrary.
He will then go
before the court in Nmes
and appeal the detention.
I'm sorry, Your Honor.
Could you please take Miss Koudron back
to Montpellier prison?
- Are you all right?
- My lawyer just told me
Carole is being released
on a procedural error.
This means we may also be released
to wait for the trial.
- Do you think we might?
- Yes, it happens.
So I'm going to see my children?
Benamar, you're out of here!
- You're not getting your things?
- No.
So you and your girlfriends are out
already?
Procedural error.
Here's the nest egg
in your account.
You've been getting money orders.
Do we have to rob banks
to be popular these days?
Sign here.
It seems everyone knows
you're an Amazon but you.
Get out of here then.
So I'm giving you the exit pass.
Don't lose it. It's important.
- Goodbye.
- Bye.
Goodbye. Good luck.
They kept the police on their toes
for over two years
and gave local bankers
a few sleepless nights.
We know them as the Amazon Gang.
Five young women,
not a man among them.
Yet their defense lies elsewhere,
in the chronicles
of delinquency foretold.
On the stand, the Amazons,
who have not confessed to everything,
no longer resemble their story.
Free for four years now,
some are working, some are mothers.
In accordance with the law, they all had
to leave their homes last night
to be taken into custody.
The Amazons will sleep behind bars
for the duration of the trial.
The Carpentras Criminal Court
has been instructed to examine
the case of the so-called 'Amazon Gang',
perpetrators of seven robberies
in the Vaucluse region
between 1989 and 1990.
My first question is very simple,
ladies.
Do you acknowledge the facts?
No, I don't acknowledge the facts.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
No.
So, Miss Koudron, you had nothing
to do with these robberies?
No.
Do you know the young women
sitting next to you?
Well, we've bumped into each other,
that's all.
Thank you.
And you, Ms. Malika Benamar,
are you trying to tell me
that you have nothing to do
with your sister?
I've never robbed a bank.
I can't hear you, Miss.
I said that I've never robbed a bank.
Thank you.
Would the public prosecutor
like to say a few words?
Yes, please.
Your Honor,
ladies and gentlemen of the jury,
they will try to convince you
these women are harmless.
They will paint a picture
of brave mothers.
But do not be seduced
by the aura of weakness
that their lawyers
will attempt to give them.
They did not act only
in their children's interests,
or out of solidarity.
No, they are not female Robin Hoods.
There is nothing charming
or moving or heroic
about what they did.
The real heroines are the everyday ones.
You, you. You too, Ma'am.
They are not heroines.
They are gold diggers
and dangerous,
ready to do anything
to satisfy their pleasures.
Even sowing terror seven times,
with weapons
and extremely violent behavior.
These are acts of organized crime.
Their gender makes no difference to me.
Above all, they are bandits
who pose extreme danger
to our society.
You only have to listen to
the victims' testimonies to know this.
Thank you, Your Honor.
Please call the first witness.
Ms. Duval, please go ahead.
When I saw them come in
the first time,
I was really scared.
I was clearly afraid of getting shot.
And when they came
in the second time,
I believed if they were capable
of coming back a second time,
then they were capable of worse.
That day I understood what terror was.
A terror that never leaves you.
You worked at Crdit Agricole
in Isle-sur-la-Sorgue.
And what do you do now?
I'm not working, I'm unemployed.
- Are you still on medication?
- Yes.
They were very threatening,
very sure of themselves.
I felt a gun in my back,
and someone was shouting
that they were going to kill me.
You must have been terrified.
I thought of my wife, of my little boy,
and I started to cry.
How does it make you feel to hear that?
You, for example,
Ms. Fatija Benamar.
How does it make you feel
to hear that...
Not going to answer?
I don't know what to say.
I regret it.
Court is adjourned.
We will resume tomorrow morning
at 9:30 sharp.
9 am for the Department of Corrections.
Thank you.
Court is resumed,
you may be seated.
As you can see, there is no doubt
that it was Malika Benamar
who opened the door
for her sister.
I can't say I understand
her insistence on claiming otherwise.
- Can I say something?
- Not yet.
Fatija Benamar clearly comes in first
with her sawn-off shotgun.
According to the defendants,
she is followed by Ms. Carole Koudron.
Impossible to say it's my client.
They're unrecognizable.
It's not me or the images saying that.
It's her friends.
You have no right
to call them her friends.
Just as you have no right
to say otherwise.
I've never owned a sawn-off shotgun.
We've all just seen it on CCTV,
and all the witnesses have spoken of it.
But as luck would have it,
it's the only gun we didn't find.
How did you get rid of it?
It was plastic,
so I threw it in the bin.
All those whose heads came
into contact with it
confirm that the weapon was
heavy and cold, like metal.
What do you make of that?
- It was a good imitation.
- Are you mocking us?
No.
We had two alarm guns
and a novelty gun.
They were all fakes.
I don't like guns.
They scare me.
Why didn't you stop after the first one?
Your child benefit issues were resolved,
right?
Yes, it's...
We couldn't stop.
I don't know, we just couldn't.
Before each heist,
we'd say it was the last one,
and then we'd do it again.
It's a vicious circle, things escalate.
Katy isn't the leader of the group
or the mastermind or anything.
To us, she's like a big sister.
If we have a problem,
we know we can count on her.
She's a bit like a mother to me.
I don't know...
if I'd be alive today
without Katy and the girls.
We hardly know each other.
Our paths have crossed a few times.
During bank robberies?
Why would I rob banks?
All I cared about
was playing the violin.
And playing games!
I don't understand your stupid lawyer.
Stop denying it.
We've all confessed.
You'll get more time than us.
That's stupid.
Carole, answer me.
Who are you protecting?
Who are you protecting?
Your asshole dad
who's belittled you all your life?
Your mom who let you get
walked all over?
Stop it.
Who's protecting you?
Who? Please tell me.
Why did you go back to them?
Don't worry about me.
They are guilty
of seven armed robberies.
Seven. That's a record.
They've confessed, and the evidence is
overwhelming against those who haven't.
The only question is
what the penalty should be.
What the public prosecutor will ask for
in terms of compensation.
The defense is going to paint a picture
worthy of Victor Hugo.
It's true that they weren't born
with a silver spoon in their mouth.
But this supposed cause and effect
relationship is a fantasy.
Some four million French people
live below the poverty line.
Thankfully that doesn't mean
we have four million offenders.
We can see the defense strategy coming.
They're going to invent
some sort of alternative reality,
in which the accused become the victims.
We're going to hear
that they had no choice.
That's a myth.
And, shamefully, they're going to try
to make us shed a tear.
This story is a lot simpler
than the defense will have you believe.
It's just a story
of morally bankrupt thugs
who take by force
what they haven't been able to get
through hard work.
It's confoundingly banal.
So I say it again.
In the name of the victims,
who are still suffering nightmares,
in the name of the respect
we owe all humble people
who choose an honest life,
whatever their difficulties,
and in the name of the law,
which is a cornerstone of our democracy
and our safety,
I call for a judgment severe enough
to set an example.
So, for Laurence Roucadet,
Carole Koudron,
Hlne Trinidad and Malika Benamar,
I'm asking
for ten years' imprisonment.
And for Fatija Benamar,
a repeat offender
who started out
holding up gas stations,
the prosecution requests 15 years.
The defense has the floor.
They are a group of friends.
What do they have in common?
They've lived in the same neighborhood
most of their lives.
This trial is primarily a trial
of disadvantaged neighborhoods.
But what these women did
could be called a form
of collective social suicide.
The prosecutor has created
a crown of thorns
by asking for 15 years
for Fatija Benamar.
Fifteen years.
How many times
does Fatija Benamar have to pay...
for being Fatija Benamar?
There are two possible outcomes here.
Either my client is judged
on the case against her today
or her entire life is on trial.
Since the public prosecutor saw fit
to point out
that my client was incarcerated
for robbing gas stations as a minor,
let's stay on this general note
and talk about Fatija Benamar's life.
More specifically,
about the choices she was offered.
Hlne Trinidad's benefits went
from 3,000 francs a month
to 31 francs a month.
There you have it.
A brutal and inhumane decision.
What might you do
in a situation like this?
Go to your nearest and dearest for help.
Usually your parents.
The problem is
that Hlne Trinidad's mother
is a cleaner.
And Hlne's father...
Is Hlne's father in the room?
Sir, if you're here,
would you please raise your hand?
He's not here.
This man is absent today
because he abandoned his daughter.
She was seven years old.
He also walked away from the mortgage
and all his other financial
and emotional responsibilities.
Years later,
the father of her eldest child,
her daughter, milie,
abandoned Hlne.
And years later,
it was the State's turn to do so.
We must absolutely dispel the notion
that only imprisonment
can calm social unrest.
The past four years are proof of this.
What have Malika and Fatija Benamar
done during this time?
They have endeavored to rebuild,
humbly,
their social and professional lives,
as workers on the La Travelle farm.
And what they have patiently rebuilt,
you are now being asked to destroy.
Pointlessly.
Neither society nor they will benefit.
I would like you to bear in mind
that they have to pay this money back.
They will pay
for the rest of their lives.
Nothing obliges you
to condemn them twice.
Justice should not taste of venom.
I feel confident
your verdict will cause us no shame.
The public prosecutor has
handed them to you.
I entrust them to you.
Thank you.
I order that the case file
be presented to the court clerk.
All right.
Court is adjourned.
Will we have to wait long?
Hopefully it won't drag on.
See you later.
Thank you.
They've reached a verdict.
To the question:
Did Fatija Benamar,
Malika Benamar, Hlne Trinidad,
Laurence Roucadet and Carole Koudron
carry out the armed robbery
of Isle-sur-la-Sorgue's Crdit Agricole?
The answer is yes,
by a majority of at least eight votes.
As for that of the Crdit Lyonnais
in Saint-Saturnin-les-Avignons,
the answer is yes,
by a majority of at least eight votes.
For the double armed robbery
at the Crdit Agricole in Caumont,
the answer is yes,
by a majority of at least eight votes.
For the armed robbery
at the Crdit Lyonnais in Pontet,
the answer is yes,
by a majority of at least eight votes.
For the armed robbery
at the Crdit Agricole in Entraigues,
the answer is yes,
by a majority of at least eight votes.
Consequently,
the Court sentences Fatija Benamar
to five years' imprisonment,
four of which are suspended.
What does that mean?
It includes the pre-trial detention.
You're free to go.
Hlne Trinidad
to four years' imprisonment, suspended.
Malika Benamar
to four years' imprisonment, suspended.
Laurence Roucadet
to four years' imprisonment, suspended.
Silence, please.
Thank you.
The Court sentences Carole Koudron
to five years' imprisonment,
three of which are suspended.
You have five days
in which to lodge an appeal.
After this time,
you will no longer be entitled to do so.
Court is adjourned.
Carole... Carole?
Carole was released two years later.
To this day, the Amazons still live
in the same region.
Laurence works in a hospital kitchen.
Malika works in a grocery store.
Hlne is a home carer
for an elderly person.
Katy is still struggling to find work.
They have never reoffended.
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