Cash Queens (2026) s01e01 Episode Script

1
You sure we should
get this for her birthday?
Obviously! We were crazy
about these as kids, remember?
You gave them weird haircuts.
Oh, this one is cool.
-Look.
-Doctor Barbie is way better.
No way! Barbie's better dressed
in the Fashionista one.
Look how cool she is.
The doctor's boring, no style.
Girls wanna be doctors,
all that smart shit.
And besides, check out the accessories.
The baby, the pediatric shit…
Yeah, that's creepy, isn't it? Know what?
-Grab both, we might as well.
-No, are you nuts?
C'mon, you wuss, you have plenty of space.
Here.
Forget it, the vibes are off.
I'll just pay.
That's 70 euros. You're broke.
You got money to burn on Barbies?
Fine, one Barbie. I can swing it.
Come on, Rosa.
We never get to spoil Sofia's kid.
Let's do it for once.
Please. We never have anything for her.
-Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb
-Noga, Noga, Noga
When you think that you got
What you think that you got
Give it up 'cause you're so dumb-dumb
I could make you go, make you stop
Do a flip, do a flop
Ya, ya, ya, ya.
-No, we agreed, just the gifts.
-For my beauty salon.
-What beauty salon?
-My future one.
-Put this in, please.
-I'm not a supermarket.
Hey, relax.
You're a cute little pregnant chick.
You're invisible.
-Dumb, dumb, dumb
-Whoo
-Dumb, dumb, dumb
-Feel so good and so
Dumb, dumb, dumb
Wh-- wh-- wh--
When you think that you got
What you think that you got
-Morning, mister.
-Good morning.
I'm exchanging this packet of coffee,
if you don't mind.
Do a flop, give it up
'Cause you're so dumb-dumb
-Morning.
-Hi.
-Dumb, dumb, dumb
-Whoo
Feel so good and so
-That's 2.40, please.
-I'll pay by card, thanks. Please.
These are whole beans,
I need ground beans. I'm fucked otherwise.
Calm down, miss. Calm down.
-Card declined.
-I mean… I'm sure that…
-Try inserting it.
-Okay.
What the fuck, man. I'm not moving
without the right coffee beans, got it?
-Yeah? What you gonna do?
-Ma'am, lower your voice.
-Oh Lord. Ma'am, you lost your mucus plug.
-What?
-Waters broke, you've gotta lie down. Now!
-Oh, no, no, no, I'm not--
-I'm fine. I'm gonna--
-I'm a midwife.
-Lady, it's my decision--
-I've got you!
-…coffee!
-Call 911!
This lady is in labor,
she needs an ambulance!
Hey, hey! Let me through, I got her!
-I'm an OBGYN! Let's go! She's crowning!
-Yes.
Get up! Up!
Whoa, motherfucker!
-Hey, get off! Hey!
-Calm down.
-Don't touch a pregnant woman!
-Relax!
Pervert, don't rub your hands over her!
-She's pregnant! With a baby! Hey!
-Don't move, calm down.
-Let me go now!
-Don't make me use force, calm down.
-I'm good, it's fine. I'm calm, I'm good!
-Arms out, alright.
-Get off me, weirdo.
-Hey, you're hurting me!
Yo, what are you groping me right now?
He's a pervert!
I'm being groped, can someone help?
Don't touch me, creep. Back off my ass.
Ow! That hurt!
Woah, this chick's water really did break.
No, I'm fine, dick wad.
I just pissed on you.
CASH QUEENS
Why are you with my brother?
We ran into each other at the store.
Your pals were stealing Barbies
to give to your daughter.
You fucking insane?
-Sofia, I can explain the whole--
-Oh no, you're not explaining shit.
She's six,
she doesn't care about that junk.
Where have you been?
Ask your cousin. She'll explain.
Vibin'.
-Mama!
-Hi, my love!
Were you good with Auntie Sofia?
Hey, Mom. I'm not staying
any longer with these babies.
Oh, yeah?
You a man now, above kids' parties?
Knock it off!
Whatever. Go play, kids.
-C'mon, I'll push you on the swings.
-Fuck off!
-Any candy left for me?
-Yeah.
I feel like you've eaten them all.
You smell like candy.
I don't give a fuck.
Happy birthday, dear Lila!
Happy birthday to you!
-Come on, I'm starving.
-What? There's no knife.
-Where's the knife?
-Who wants some?
-Me! I want some!
-Me, me, me! I want a piece!
-Okay, one at a time, okay? Chill.
-I want soda! I want some…
Can't believe you're here.
What's with you? Calm down.
I've got gifts, being a good dad.
You kidding me?
Not a penny from you,
and now you're Father of the Year?
I came into some cash.
I wanted to spoil her for once, so what?
-Hey, you better not ruin the party.
-Mind your own business, you goddamn…
-I'm sorry, what?
-Say that again. I'll snap you in half.
You blimp, how you gonna do that?
What you gonna do
with that fucked-up face?
I'm gonna smack the fat out of you,
fucking cow.
Oh, you think you scare me, motherfucker?
Fuck were you gonna do
with that damn stump, huh?
Bunch of psycho trash.
Go fuck yourselves. Let's go.
-You okay, Sofia?
-Daddy!
Whoa, thank you!
It's fine, I'm fine.
-She's so pretty! Whoa!
-Younès, grab me a soda.
Thank you, Daddy. It's just what I wanted!
Ugh, that bastard! He just
waltzes in with his fucked-up face.
Next time, I'll stuff that ass-wipe
down into a shoebox.
Ah, yes, that's it…
-Give me your hand.
-Ah…
What's this?
I mean, if you've got a problem,
you can call me.
Any time, you know I'm there
no matter what.
Appreciate it, Kim,
but don't bother. I'm fine.
-Well, my door's open, that's all.
-Sure, sure.
Here, that's for you.
What's this? You pay me
at the end of the month.
I prefer to pay it off now.
You never know.
-Four hundred in here, you know.
-Kim, it's no problem.
Okay, then.
Spend it wisely.
Yeah, you bet I will.
Hello, Julien!
Hello, everyone.
Hey, Julien.
Could you maybe move up my credit limit?
Sorry to ask, but it got maxed out
over toothpaste.
Actually, we need to talk about that.
Yes, I know. I went over again.
-I know, I'm really sorry, please.
-No, Rosalie, we need to chat a minute.
Have a seat.
So sorry.
You can't rack up debt like that.
Meaning?
From this moment,
expenses are limited to 30 euros per week.
What? But why?
I'll explain.
So, your paychecks are
1,053 euros and seven cents.
Four sixty-eight goes to your rent.
Then 127… for utilities.
Twenty-four for school lunches,
120 for groceries, expenses.
314.07 to pay back your debt.
Which as of today is 73,920 euros.
-Which leaves you…
-Wait, wait, wait. What debt, huh?
Your husband's restaurant debt.
But how am I responsible? He's in prison.
Yes, I know. But you're married.
So, you're liable.
Okay. I'll file for divorce.
Doesn't work like that.
The debt was incurred
while you two were married.
But how am I gonna live
on 30 euros per week?
Should I just pimp myself out?
I'm sorry, Rosa. It's the law.
The commission mandates
this debt repayment plan.
But how am I supposed to live on that?
I've got two kids. Two mouths to feed.
Rosa! Positions!
I'm not doing it.
I'm not doing the simulation, Julien!
No, no, no, no, no! Rosa! Positions!
-Oh, fuck off, Julien!
-No! No! Rosa!
Hands up!
This is a robbery! This is a robbery!
Okay, stop. Time out.
Not how it's done. That's a no.
That's exactly what I don't want to see.
Understood, Catherine?
We can't have anyone playing the hero.
I'll say it again. These men are tough.
So you hand over the cash, you comply.
It's not even your money,
so no point in taking a bullet, right?
Got it? The most important thing is…
Security!
Excellent, let's give ourselves
a round of applause!
Well done.
We had a pop quiz,
but one of the boys peed his pants!
What the hell is all this, Mom?
I got this on AliExpress.
It helps a little, but it hurts.
Leave your feet alone.
-So you have bunions, just live with it.
-Well, sue me for wanting pretty feet.
And to walk around in high heels!
Nour, just eat.
Stop playing with your food!
It's gross!
We always have these fish sticks.
-I want pizza. I don't like fish!
-Me too! I'm sick of it!
-Hold on! Shh!
-Mommy!
-It's not too bad!
-Put your toys away!
-Next time I'll set them all on fire!
-I'm not! Stop! Get away from me!
Hey, you! Can you stop
aggravating them, please?
Mom, can you get the door?
I'm trapped here with my splint!
-Come on! Everyone calm down.
-Shut up!
-Mommy! I cut it bad!
-Coming! Hold it like this, okay?
-Stop saying you're gonna die!
-It hurts, Mommy! It stings! Quiet!
-Yes? Evening.
-Evening.
I'm Caroline Durouy, representative
from the Division of Family Services.
DFS.
-Yes?
-We received a report of negligence.
In the building? I've no clue,
I'm dealing with my kids right now.
I've got work. I don't have time--
It's you we were alerted to, ma'am.
Can I please enter, if you don't mind?
-Wait, who contacted you?
-That's confidential.
We're fine here, ma'am. Thanks.
Listen, ma'am.
It's your right to not let me come in,
but I'll then have to put it in your file,
and that might not look very good.
Thanks.
Children.
Evening, ma'am.
-Evening.
-I'm Caroline.
Please continue what you were doing.
Must be hard raising three
children while working the night shift.
I'll discuss your situation
with the school principal tomorrow.
Did you know mold
can cause breathing problems for kids?
It's the guy above us.
He had a pipe burst six months ago.
Now the whole building smells.
Because he refuses to deal with insurance.
So you've had mold for six months?
I plan on fixing it.
I'm just waiting for my promotion.
Very well.
I'll give you, uh,
one month to put it all in order.
Otherwise, I'll have to place your kids
in foster care.
Nobody touches my kids.
That's my goal too.
Thank you for your hospitality, ma'am.
Rosa, your Mount Venus is blocked.
What's that? The Mount Venus?
Pfft! I came up with it just now.
Sounds legit, right? Feeling inspired.
-Taking your meds, yeah?
-Nah!
I got a hot date
with this absolute smokeshow tonight.
If things get hot,
I prefer being a little bit bipolar.
Come on out, you shit!
Come on, open up!
Sof! What's happening?
It's Nordine, that son of a bitch!
The bastard ratted me out to DFS!
Must have figured out I'm the one
who tossed milk onto his balcony.
But why would you do that?
So that his place
would smell as bad as mine!
I've got one month to fix the apartment,
or my kids will be taken.
What?
I need money now.
-Two thousand.
-I can't help you.
I gotta live off 30 euros per week
for 20 years.
What?
Simon fucked my life
with his laundering scheme.
I need a second job too.
You want me to see
if you can work at the bakery?
-They pay in cash?
-I mean, no, it's a chain.
-Ah, fuck.
-Well, forget it.
-They'll garnish my salary anyway.
-It's gonna be fine, we'll figure it out.
For sure.
The solution is to start dealing.
You know, getaway cars. Start smuggling.
Speedboats. That shit.
She's off her meds.
I'll never work for Ezéchiel, though.
I'd sooner prostitute myself.
Well, sorry, no offense, Rosa,
but I don't buy you doing that.
Okay, girls, I don't have time
for this shit. Have a good night.
Morning, Catherine.
-Good morning.
-Morning, Catherine.
Can I have the key, please?
Thank you.
Rosa.
Clean up your desk, let's go.
We open in three minutes.
Mom, we're home!
So, the guys come in,
and, in less than a minute,
they put 100,000 euros into the ATM.
-That much?
-Yeah.
Wow, that's a shit-ton of cash.
I've done so many simulations.
We're taught to hand it over
without resistance.
You walk into the bank,
take it all, and that's it?
-That's it.
-It's criminal how easy it is.
-That's insane.
-I know, it's nuts.
Get my hands on that much,
not opening a little salon, bae.
It'll be a spa, girl.
Let's do it.
-Do what?
-Let's rob my bank.
Yo, what up?
Here. Some burgers for your kids.
Aw. You're the best.
What am I, chopped liver?
I got you four Big Macs.
-You know what we're doing?
-Whoa! Hey!
What? Can't you see we're having
a grown-up conversation?
You serious?
Pfft.
Kids these days. I swear. All hopeless.
Cool, so what's the plan? I'm in.
Keeping our mouths shut.
Not one word to anybody, you hear me?
Okay, I'm sorry.
What now?
-You need a weapon. I've got Simon's gun.
-That's easy. I'll use Ezéchiel's piece.
You insane? We're not
accepting anything from that shit.
Okay.
That said…
Nobody's making us ask him.
André, my man, how's it coming along?
Whoo!
Yo, come here, bitch!
Ezéchiel, please, I'll pay you back.
Man, you've said that so often,
it's lost meaning.
-Ain't never happening.
-No, I promise, I'll pay you.
-It's just tough, man.
-I know, obviously, it's tough.
Life is always tough.
But we gotta be men
and make good on our debts.
No, I'm a good guy. I know my place.
-I've done nothing wrong.
-No, no. No.
You're not friendly.
You don't greet me.
When Hakim and Dylan stop by,
you hide like a rat.
I see the way you look at me.
I think you don't respect me, dude.
I respect you, I respect you so much.
-Come on, help me out here.
-Shut up, asshole.
How much do you owe? Five grand?
Yeah.
Alright, it's fine.
Just keep it, it's fine. We're good.
No, let's do one better.
I'll give you five grand more.
Know what? Here.
-Lucky bastard.
-Here you go.
Here.
Hey. I hope it brings you better luck.
Thank you, Ezéchiel.
-But stay on your feet.
-What?
Stay up on your feet.
No, I'm gonna pay you, Ezéchiel.
No, no need. Stay on your feet.
-Wait. No, I'll pay you back!
-No cheating, man.
-Damn, now that's a bitch-slap.
-He breathing or what?
-He told me to hit him, so I did.
-His neck's broken.
You're shitting me,
why'd he have to die like that?
Fine, take care of it.
-No, it's good. He's alive.
-Shit, this dude's a pain.
Alright, put him
in the cage with the dogs. Francois!
Got a visitor.
Gorgeous. I'm happy to see you.
Well, I'm not.
They finalized the debt plan.
We'll have to live off
30 euros a week max.
What debt plan?
For all the money you embezzled.
Not all the accounts were cancelled.
There's tons of debt.
-I gotta pay it all now.
-Go see Ezéchiel.
-He'll loan you whatever you need.
-The whole thing is his fault.
You still don't get it.
We can't trust him!
The laundering I've done for him,
he'll do anything.
Babe, in two years, it's all over.
I get out of here.
Fuck me.
So, there's something
I can't get off my mind.
Who's Jessica?
Huh?
That bitch with the massive boobs.
-I promise, I don't know her.
-Oh, yeah?
Tell me then why Shirine saw you two
where Ezéchiel keeps his guns?
What is it, basement B?
What? She's bullshitting you.
They're kept in
the basement of building A.
Now you're bullshitting.
Am I? Go find out.
Box 27, I'm serious.
This is it.
Motherfucker, this sucks.
What? You promised
to watch the tutorial I sent.
I don't need a tutorial.
My mother taught me how to pick locks
at the local pool when I was a baby.
Fuck!
Jesus, it's like Ali Baba's cave.
Oh, shit.
Here they are.
Kim! Kim, they're here.
-This would look so tight in my place.
-Hey, not the time to redecorate.
But I might never find a bong like that.
It's one of a kind!
I'm over here with my beer,
minding my own business…
"You scopin' me out? I do taekwondo."
I bust out a few moves
to put the fear of God in him.
He goes, "You ain't shit." I go,
"200 bucks says I can kick your ass."
So I take my stance, you know,
I don't wanna be taken off guard.
Uppercut to the jaw, yeah.
Grab me a suitcase.
Tell you what, son of a bitch
gonna wake up with a few teeth missing.
Right, here we go. Yo, you wanna get high?
Yeah, for sure.
Where's my bong?
-I dunno, it was there.
-Yeah, I always put it there.
I swear on my mother,
anyone's touched that bong,
I swear I will cut a bitch.
Calm down, man. We'll find it.
Fucking look, then.
Hey, it's right here, dude. See? All good.
Fuckin' hell.
Why they gotta touch my shit?
-Want a drag?
-Fuck yeah.
You're hot.
Been waiting for this so long.
-God, you make me so horny.
-Take your pants off.
Damn, you smell so good.
Hell yeah…
Shit. That's it.
Pull that mattress down.
-Yeah, good idea.
-Let's go. On three, pull, okay?
One, two…
-What the hell was that?
-Someone there?
-Hey! Hey, show yourself!
-Yo, come here!
Come here, fucker!
-You want a piece?
-I'll mess you up!
Show your face!
I'll fuck you up, you son of a bitch!
I'll fucking kill you, you hear?
Look at that beauty.
Damn, shit's heavy.
I said not to bring everything.
We said we'd grab only one, Kim. Fuck!
Yeah, but now we've got options.
Hands up, son of a bitch.
Mommy?
Why does Auntie Kim have a gun?
It's nothing. Nothing, my love, it's…
It's… it's just
cause Mommy works in a bank,
so I'm meant to…
That's why I have it, but it's a fake.
Go tuck yourself in.
I'll read you a story.
-Go on, sweeties! I'll be right there.
-C'mon. C'mon, let's go.
Let's go, move. Go back to bed.
Sofia, what are you doing here?
No, no, no, that's not important now.
Where's that gun from?
It's Ezéchiel's.
-All of these guns are Ezéchiel's.
-Fuck, you've all gone completely insane!
-Shhh! Hey, hey, hey!
-Are you crazy?
Look at these beauties.
You know you're insane, right?
What? We needed to get some guns.
Our plan is to rob Rosa's bank.
We get 100K on Tuesday
when the ATMs are filled!
Kim's pranking you,
she's been off her medication.
Are you kidding?
We said we'd rob your bank,
so you're making me seem
like a crazy liar.
Fuck, Kim, can't you just shut up?
We agreed this stays between us!
Tuesday?
-In four days?
-Exactly.
You can't be serious with this shit!
And the barricaded door?
There's no barricade, you've seen it.
You've been there.
-And the ATM keys?
-Catherine's belt. You know, my colleague.
Who's on the team?
There's no team.
So it's just you two? Who's driving?
It's me.
Gonna drive and rob a bank, Kim?
Impossible.
What are you talking about? You could
barely get out the door with a Barbie!
I want in.
-I'm sorry, you said what?
-I'm gonna do it.
Alex.
Don't get involved.
They're maniacs! You've got a future!
-I can't let money slip by.
-So you're gonna rob a bank?
Well, I'm over this shit.
And so now you're gonna jump
to robbing her bank?
Think of your studies, your grant!
Alex!
-It's too much for me.
-Sofia.
Come on, stop. Sofia…
Whatever.
I'll do it with you.
You have no choice.
No, you're not doing it.
I'm your cousin, I'm responsible for you.
I'm gonna chime in, even if nobody asked.
It's true that three
is always better than two.
Thank you.
We've got five days to set this up.
We've got a lot to do.
Alex, you stay away from the guns
and don't enter the bank.
You're the driver, that's it.
Well, Rosa, that doesn't look very good.
Nope, I was wrong.
That's a great lookin' ass.
We wait for Christophe's
bathroom break. He's the security guard.
He pees every 40 minutes.
Steroids have ruined his prostate.
You handle him.
I'll hold the clients at gunpoint
and get the key off of Catherine's belt.
Then we get three minutes
to fill up the sacks and split.
Alright, that's fine.
Playtime's over, girls.
Start!
Hands up, pisser.
-What? No.
-His prostate has problems, doesn't it?
Just keep quiet, okay?
You point the gun.
Don't speak. I'll speak.
-Okay, got it.
-Let's go again.
Everybody on the floor!
The keys for the ATMs, please.
Don't say "please." Just be tough, Rosa.
What're you looking at?
You interested, that it?
Yeah, you're pretty hot.
Me too, I'm pretty hot.
Yeah, we can have some fun,
but after the hold-up, okay?
What're you gonna do? Huh?
What're you gonna do?
Let's go.
Stop. Ten minutes 18. That's prison.
-Bitch…
-Straight to Baumettes.
-Okay, we're fucked.
-It's okay, we're figuring it out.
-It's fine.
-It's not fine at all, actually.
-What?
-Well, you look really stupid.
Your physiques, your voices…
you look like ballerinas.
Okay, obviously
we'll be in masks. Disguises.
Perfect. I can wear
my Green Hornet costume.
No, no, no, no, no, no.
Forget the superheroes. No way.
We'll dress up like men.
Trust me.
-Hi.
-You good?
-Yeah, you?
-Yeah.
-You good, Jenny?
-Yeah, you?
Yeah.
Morning.
-Hey, Pierre.
-Hey, Sofia.
-How many loaves last night?
-2,500.
-Where's Josiane?
-Uh, enjoying nights off.
-She got a new man?
-She was made manager, day shift.
What?
You passed me over?
Come here, let's chat.
Did you really think
you could just take a multicolor,
ten-portion birthday cake like that?
If it were a slice or two,
I'd have defended you, but a ten-portion!
I had permission. I told Josiane
I would pay for the cake if I had to.
I said to mark it on my file.
Well, no, there's nothing. Besides,
we both know Josiane never said that.
Fuck, I can't believe this.
She's a damn liar, that bitch!
And you're a thief.
Don't you dare. I'm not a thief.
I've never stolen in my life, understand?
Look, I'm sorry.
I can't keep you on with this.
What?
No, you can't,
it's a terrible time, please.
Should've thought of that.
Luckily, we're not pressing
this matter legally.
I spent eight years
not being allowed to tuck my kids
into bed 'cause I gave you every night.
And just like that, you're gonna toss me
like I'm trash when I did nothing wrong?
Yeah, well, life is unfair, Sofia.
Apparently, you're just
finding that out now.
So get your things,
and we'll escort you out. Okay?
Fucking hell!
Alright, the make-up's doing the trick.
We're really looking like dudes.
Hell yeah, looking damn good.
Those pecs there…
Ladies? I found a voice
modulator on the internet. Ha!
You sound like you smoked 40 packs a day.
Alright, gun time.
What is it?
-Are you okay? What's wrong?
-Whoa…
What is it?
I'm not okay.
It's gonna be alright.
No. It's gotta change.
I wanna do it with you.
Stop! Six minutes 30, best yet.
-Yes!
-But still too slow.
I'm sorry, it's my fault.
I can't run fast in these shoe lifts.
-I'm missing my right tendon.
-Then don't stop. Keep moving, okay?
But… You sure
that we'll be able to pass for men?
Of course, it'll be great.
I'm not convinced.
Let's go try it out.
Um… hello?
Good evening.
One box of condoms, please.
He wants to fuck some women.
Here.
Yo, what is this shit?
Give him the big ones.
No problem, sirs.
Here. Anything else?
No lube.
We make pussies wet enough without it.
That's 13 euros, please.
Empty the drawer, asshole!
-Yeah.
-Move your ass, we're tough guys!
Don't kill me, I'm not the boss.
I swear, I'm just training.
-Ah, you're training?
-Just training.
Ah, shit, that sucks for you.
Keep your money, then!
But watch out, dick!
Go, go!
We're good. They're not following us!
We never…
-We never agreed to that!
-Yeah, but now we know we can!
That's besides the point!
We have to have a unanimous decision!
-Yeah, but it worked.
-Motherfuck--
Man, I felt bad for that guy.
He pulled my heartstrings.
Yeah, but, damn,
it feels good to get a little respect!
Let's get one thing straight.
No violence, no injuries.
No loaded weapons, got it?
-Anyone dies, we look after their kids.
-Okay.
But… one last thing.
What car am I driving?
Just chill.
Rosa and I are on it. It's okay.
Stop.
I massage her on Thursdays.
Wait here, okay?
Okay.
Rosa!
What the… A Ferrari, dude?
Hey, relax.
Relax.
Let's go.
-Turn it on.
-Yeah.
-What are you doing?
-I'm taming it.
What's with the windows?
-Stop! What are you doing?
-I dunno, I'm just pressing buttons.
-What's that?
-It's the roof.
-Start the car.
-Yeah.
-Just fucking go!
-It's like a cockpit.
-I have no clue what I'm doing here.
-Maybe try using the key?
You're making me nervous. Calm down!
Ah, shit.
Oh, no…
Rosa, look!
What now, Kim?
Kim, what do we do?
Chloé. Wake up.
-Open your eyes.
-Kim…
-We gotta go, we're running out of time.
-Shit.
Chloé.
Chloé, open your eyes.
Shit.
Goddamn, I'm so bad.
How could I have done nothing?
Kim?
The fuck, Chloé, you're alive?
-Where are you driving?
-To the hospital!
Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
Just let me die. No.
Fuck no! Fuck are you saying, Chloé?
I'd never do that!
Wait, who are you? Why are you in my car?
Fine, listen, Chloé,
it's a long story, okay?
I'm dealing with some issues
at the moment.
-We're gonna rob Rosa's bank.
-No we're fucking not!
Yes! Yes! And Rosalie's
been busting her ass for four years!
We're not doing that!
-Obviously! Of course we are!
-Oh, my goodness.
People in my car…
Hey!
Oh, shit, what is she doing?
Grab her!
Chloé!
What are you doing?!
Slow down.
Okay, you're a menace, Chloé.
-Chloé's robbing it with us.
-What? No!
I gotta help her, Rosa!
I almost lost her once already!
-Not letting it happen again!
-No, please. Just let me die.
I can't manage.
I'm a loser, I can't keep my son.
I have no friends,
no work prospects, I'm all alone.
-I can't do anything.
-Hey. Chloé, stop saying that.
You're an incredible woman, you got it?
I mean, you never judge me.
You believed in me,
you gave me my first chance.
I'm here for you, I have faith. Yeah?
So you're coming with us.
Okay? You're not useless.
Okay?
Oh, shit. Fuck!
So you invited another person
the day of the heist without telling us?
-I only brought four costumes.
-Who cares? She'll drive!
What if she rats us out?
Goddamn, this is so messed up!
-We don't even know this chick!
-Well, I do know her! End of discussion!
-You don't know her!
-You positive she won't rat us out?
Obviously I'm sure she won't!
Since when does she need money?
She's filthy rich. She's totally fine!
Stop judging her!
You know nothing about her!
We don't have a choice anymore, okay?
Fuck, this is so messed up.
Fuck, so messed up!
I thought I'd rob a bank,
pull me up outta my shit!
Hey, Sofia!
If you're out, then fucking split!
If we don't take her on,
she can go to the cops.
-Too late, we can't go back.
-What are you saying? Her or me?
-That it?
-No, it's her and you! If you want in.
Fuck's sake, if I want in?
Okay, Sofia, whatever,
we need to move already.
Everyone chill out, stop wasting time.
The bank opens in an hour.
Fuck you looking at me for?
I can't, I'm gonna fuck it all up.
I know it!
Hey, Kim. Relax, it's fine.
No, I can't do it. I'm gonna fuck it all.
-We're calling it off, it's too batshit!
-We're not.
-We're dropping it!
-We're dropping nothing!
-Yes!
-No-- Yeah-- No!
Hey, Chloé, you feel up to it?
Uh…
You just grab a gun and follow us,
nothing more.
-She's unstable, she can't!
-I know what I'm doing.
Well, uh… If it all goes bad,
I'm dead.
So, yeah. Sure.
Okay, Kim… grab the wheel,
give your jumpsuit to Chloé.
What?
Okay.
Nobody's dying today.
Hands in the air! This is a robbery!
I wanna see hands in the air! Let's go!
-Everyone, on the ground! On the ground!
-You deaf? On the ground!
Down! Now!
What did I just say? On the ground!
-Don't move, fatty!
-No, please don't!
Let's go, move it.
What are you not getting?
The key!
What did I just say?!
The key, now!
You move, and I'll smoke you!
You filthy rats aren't getting my money!
Mom?
-What did you do?
-It's okay.
Alright, enough with the bullshit!
Faces down! Everyone!
This is a goddamn robbery!
Nobody moves!
Better not let me see your face!
You! The ATM key now!
Right now!
Go, go, go!
Oh fuck!
Why would you do that? Trying to be
a hero around a bunch of armed men?
Oh, I was fine. It was like
they had escaped out of a circus.
I was scared.
-A robbery isn't nothing.
-Oh, I know.
Don't do it again.
Malik!
Here.
Watch over her.
Mr. Mayor,
this here is Lieutenant Belloua.
He's my partner
in charge of this case with me.
Mr. Mayor.
Find me these bastards.
We're gonna find them, Mr. Mayor.
See that you do.
If you want to keep your job.
You can count on us.
Okay.
-Captain!
-Yes?
We found a gun from the robbery, sir.
Good work.
Yes…
But we have a problem.
What's the problem?
The gun's one of ours.
You sure about that?
Affirmative.
Don't worry, I'll string
these scumbags up by their ankles.
I'll wipe 'em off the streets.
I'll call you back.
What were you doing today?
I was at the bank.
With some new girlfriends.
In pajamas?
Mm-hm.
Fine, I suppose I'm an idiot.
Next time, it's a vase to the face.
You hear me?
Ladies?
You do realize that we actually succeeded?
Hey, girls, I'm sorry, but I…
I have to get this off my chest.
Just that I may have screwed up.
I'm sorry. I don't know what happened…
I dropped my gun during the robbery.
I'm so sorry.
Oh, whatever. It's fine, right, ladies?
It belongs to Ezéchiel!
You're badass.
We just robbed a bank, you know!
30,230.
Oh!
6,046 euros each.
Hell yeah!
We each made six bills in two minutes.
Who does that?
Let me see it.
Yeah?
What'ya mean one of our guns is missing?
Don't call unless it's about the guns.
Find them!
I want these sons of bitches
brought to me.
Okay, whose turn is it? Go on, Marius.
Okay. My Mommy is a firefighter,
so I brought her helmet.
Wow!
Fun. Thanks, Marius.
Your turn, Tina. What did you bring in
to demonstrate your parents' work?
Well, my Mommy works in a bank,
so I found this to bring in.