Cash Queens (2026) s01e04 Episode Script

1
Okay, girls.
We have four days to prep for this job.
I observed everything at the bank.
And here's our plan.
You'll get into positions here,
here, and here.
I'm going to open the vault door
with Martine's card.
Alexandra, follow me
to the vault entrance.
Once inside, Martine and I
will head to the vault
while avoiding sensors
that notify the cops of a robbery.
So this is our vault,
which is highly secure.
The floor is covered with sensors.
There's a particular combination of steps
that triggers a call to the police.
So, you just step on both tiles
in the middle? Then the ones on the right?
No, you walk on the middle,
then left, then left.
Middle, middle, right, right.
Then you land on this one.
-Okay.
-But you shouldn't step on this step here.
If you step on that one,
it notifies the police.
-That's exactly right.
-How fast?
A few minutes.
Kim!
We can't afford to learn here on the fly.
-You have to know the route by heart.
-Fine, I'm cool.
I'm not joking.
Go practice on the track with Chloé.
Accelerate a bit.
Brakes.
Whoo!
-You're braking too fast.
-All cool, it's the Grand Prix out here.
Olé, olé, olé!
-Enough with the drift, it's useless.
-Incredible!
We've arrived at the amazing, historic,
and famous vault of Bank Castel.
We have three minutes to empty the vault.
-Three minutes, that's it?
-Three minutes, Kim. No more.
We don't leave anything
to chance this time.
-Okay, faster.
-Watch it, yeah, yeah!
We need complete control
of every single detail.
And go!
Fantastic. Bravo, Kim.
In short, nothing will stop us
from pulling off this fucking heist.
CASH QUEENS
What's up?
The car is a BMW M3 Touring.
Okay, I'll find it for you.
And I'll find those robbers
and bury those little fuckers alive.
That fucker Marionnaud won't find
anyone. I'll show him who's in charge.
Whatever, just find who did it
and bring them to me.
Shut the fuck up!
Like I said, I'm not your bitch.
I'm not fucking doing your job.
Until we catch them,
Marionnaud won't leave the projects…
…alone.
This fucking asshole. Fuck.
Let's go, more speed.
What are you doing?
You're not fooling anyone.
You think you're Lewis Hamilton?
You're a complete idiot.
With that awful, puffy face.
You're trash, you hear me?
Hello, Kim.
Hello, doctor. It's me, Kim.
Can I renew my prescription for Tercian?
I've been feeling agitated and having
a tough time dealing with it all.
We already upped your dosage.
I want to remind you
that you are in an adjustment phase.
No, but listen, I have an extremely
important appointment coming up
about my beauty salon financing.
I recommend you postpone the meeting,
stay home and relax.
No, Doc! Help me, please!
Come on, please!
Listen, Kim, calm down, okay?
Go fuck yourself, Doc!
Ah!
Thanks.
-Thank you. All right.
-Great.
Good, since we couldn't have them before,
I had them delivered
from Brasserie de la Fontaine.
-Here you go. Enjoy.
-Thanks.
Thank you. Go ahead.
After all your talk,
they better be really fucking good.
Don't worry about that. Now go ahead.
It's just choux buns
with ice cream and chocolate.
Mm.
Mm.
-Right?
-Oh fuck. Yeah.
-I told you. Yeah.
-That's so good! Mm!
You know,
I'm not much of a chocolate person.
That vanilla… so good!
Mm!
-Mm?
-What?
Wait, um…
Uh, what?
What is it?
-A key.
-A small key.
Hang on. Wait a second, let me see here.
Let's see if it will fit
in this lock here.
-What is it?
-No idea. Go ahead and try.
Whoa!
A key?
-Yeah.
-Yeah, but why?
It's a key to my place.
And I would like this to be
the key to your place.
-This won't be possible.
-What?
What do you mean?
What's wrong? Am I going too fast,
is that what's going on?
Huh? I went too fast.
That has to be it, right?
Yeah, that's it for sure. I'm an idiot.
Listen…
I'm not who you think I am.
Meaning what?
My husband's alive and in prison.
I have two kids. I have a ton of debt,
and we live in Trévise.
My life has no room for any romance.
I'm really sorry.
-It's too much.
-Hey, wait a second, wait, wait.
What?
Keep the key.
-But didn't you hear what I said?
-I heard you. Take it.
It doesn't change a thing, I mean it.
I said this is your house too,
so this is now your house.
And your kids are also welcome here.
I don't know them,
but I don't want that to come between us.
I don't want us to stop, okay?
You and I barely know each other, okay.
-No, no, no, no, I want us to try.
-I… I can't.
What beats a savory halal kebab, right?
Hm.
-So what crawled up your butt?
-Nothing, I'm fine.
It's just that I'm not sure
about tomorrow, honestly.
Did we make a mistake
by doing another job?
No, you're just stressed, we're ready.
Your nerves cause anxiety.
We're totally ready.
What's wrong? Are you okay?
No, well, I'm not sure.
The Victor thing's a mess.
You love him?
What are you talking about?
No fucking way, I'm not like that.
It's just that… I don't know.
He's a decent man. I feel bad for him.
Hey, wait a second here.
You wanted all this.
And you know what?
He doesn't care about you.
But you don't know that.
You don't know how he feels.
You think your life is like Pretty Woman?
Come on, you need to snap out of it, fast.
Take a look around.
This here is your life, okay?
This is it, this is everything.
Better not give up on us.
Hey. Rosa. I studied the building.
All the plans.
There's nothing to stress about here.
Anyway…
tomorrow… either with or without you…
we're robbing his bank.
I… I never modified an M3.
-You fucking with me right now?
-I never modified an M3.
You never modified an M3?
I'm telling the truth, I promise.
I swear on my mother's life.
-Swear on your mother?
-Yeah!
-Okay, that's fine. We're good.
-Okay.
-It's fine.
-No.
Please!
-Leaving already?
-Yeah.
-I have an early meeting tomorrow.
-What meeting?
Saturday's are for partying, right?
Stay here.
Oh please.
Stay.
Okay.
I'll be right back.
WHERE ARE YOU?
DON'T WORRY, ROSA,
I'LL BE THERE AT 8 TOMORROW.
Whoo! Damn, I feel so fucking awesome.
Fucking amazing.
Let's get some fresh air.
It's all clear.
Look who's in great shape!
What? Whoa!
I'm not even out of breath.
Time me, okay? I'm doing a lap!
Whoo!
I feel amazing! Whoo! Whoo!
Where the fuck is Alex?
Here soon.
WHERE ARE YOU? WE'RE WAITING FOR YOU.
Didn't she sleep at your place?
I don't get it.
She sleeps wherever she wants,
she's an adult.
Don't worry, you're okay. You'll be fine.
Time?
-8:12.
-Oh shit.
Hey, chill out, you dropped a Molly.
I dropped a fucking Molly?
Well, yesterday, I put some in my bottle.
And you didn't tell me?
You didn't ask me. It's no big deal.
Are you crazy? I don't have time
for getting fucked up at all.
What's gotten into you?
I told you I had a big meeting
this morning. What don't you get?
Shit! I'm out!
If we don't do it,
that works out well for you.
Enough with the accusations.
I'm here. I'm all in.
We're robbing that bank.
So back the fuck off.
Don't talk to me like that.
I'm not in the mood for this.
Okay, let's not waste our energy,
we all need to be strong.
So we have to listen
to all of her bullshit?
You're worried about me?
You shit your pants every time.
True. You're always shit-scared, girl.
You can't talk about fear.
You never leave the vehicle.
Driving's hard. Can you even drift?
Wait. Hey!
-Finally!
-So sorry. Sorry.
Come on. Just focus on your part, okay?
Okay, sorry.
Let's go.
-Hi there.
-Hello.
Can you please get Victor to come down?
Absolutely.
Thanks.
Mr. Castel?
Someone's asking for you
at the front desk.
Rosalie.
It's nice to see you again.
For sure.
So sorry I freaked out on you before.
I'm embarrassed about it.
No need for you to apologize.
It's all on me. I acted impulsively.
I'm not proud of that.
It's just that I wasn't expecting
a proposal that crazy.
I know.
When I feel that things are falling apart,
I make a few bad choices.
I'm, uh…
I'm strange.
But now you're here.
Maybe things between us aren't over.
No.
I want to marry you
and have your children.
Oh no, no, no!
Sorry, sorry, sorry! Way too much.
-I felt that as soon as I said anything.
-No.
Yes, I did.
Uh…
I'll let you return to work.
-Yeah. Very well. Back to work.
-I… But… Let's meet up, right?
I'll ping you. It's my pleasure.
-Thanks.
-Bye-bye.
-Get home safe.
-Right.
Yes!
Everybody freeze! This is a robbery!
Hands in the air!
And get down on the ground!
You. Lie down!
-Keep your eyes down!
-Okay, okay.
Don't look at me!
You're okay.
You good?
Hey!
Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little bit high.
You!
-Take me to the vault!
-No, please, no.
Yes, you can! Don't be stupid.
Yes! Yes, of course. Yes!
Let's move!
It's okay, fine.
You. On the floor.
Hey, don't try to mess with those tiles.
There you go.
Aren't these walls closer
than they should be?
What? What was that?
Aren't these walls closer
than they should be?
I'm not following you.
It's supposed to be 3.28 meters wide…
-Freeze!
-Of course.
3.28. What the fuck?
Keep your head down!
What don't you understand? Head down! Now!
Son of a bitch!
Yeah, well, life is unfair, Sofia.
Apparently,
you're just finding that out now.
Get up, now!
Please don't kill me, please!
Please! I'm nobody!
-What are you doing?
-I want to smoke him, set an example.
What? No, no, no, no!
Wait, no, I'm begging. Please!
Forget it! We don't have time!
I don't give a fuck!
This one looks like a bitch.
Yes, you're totally right, I'm a bitch.
I'm nobody. I'm nobody, I swear!
Yeah?
Don't kill me! Please!
I got scared, I'm sorry about that.
-Sorry, so sorry.
-You piece of shit.
His gun's not even loaded!
Hey! I won't be
shooting flowers next time!
Am I clear?
Don't fucking move!
I don't have codes.
Security was tightened for the transfer.
I don't have the new protocol.
Cut the crap.
I know where you live, Martine.
How do you know my name?
-Open it.
-I told you, I can't do that!
Only Mr. Castel knows the protocol.
What the fuck are they doing in there?
Tick-tock… tick-tock… tick-tock.
Shut up!
I'd prefer if I didn't go to prison.
It's not for me.
Wait a second, wait, I'm thinking.
It's not going as planned,
that's for sure.
Um, duh. How obvious is that?
-I'm going in.
-What?!
Have you lost your marbles?
Just fucking hit the gas, girl.
Get down! Right now!
You! Turn around! Look at me!
-Tell me how to open the fucking vault!
-I'm not able.
I gave full authority to the company which
now handles all of our money transfers.
I can't help you. I'm so sorry.
-Enough!
-I swear to you, I'm telling the truth!
-I promise.
-I know there's an emergency code.
No. Not when handling over full authority.
Believe me, there's nothing I can do.
I don't have the power,
only the security company does.
I have no reason to lie,
our money is fully insured.
It's how it is.
Hey, let go! Let go of me!
Stop, that fucking hurts!
No! No, no, no, no. No, no!
I'm begging you, I'm just his girlfriend!
Let her go. Please. No, no!
Please don't hurt her, I'm begging you!
You have three seconds.
I'll blow her fucking brains out.
-Three.
-She has nothing to do with any of this!
Victor, I'm begging you.
Please don't let me die here.
-Two.
-I'm unable to open the vault.
I don't have permission for that.
Only the security company has control,
there's a protocol!
-And everything is insured, believe me!
-One.
Why would I lie about this?
Victor.
Look, my hands are tied!
No, no, no, no!
Please, Victor. No.
Victor.
-Zero.
-Okay, fine. I'll do it, I'll do it.
I'll open the vault. Okay?
I'll open it for you.
I'll open the vault. But leave her alone.
Wise decision.
Let's go! Move it!
Freeze right there!
Hey, fuck off!
We have it all under control.
-False! False!
-True. True!
-False! False!
-True! True!
-False! False!
-True!
-True! True! True!
-False! False!
-False! It's out of hand!
-No, they're handling it for sure!
-No, let's fucking go! Right now!
-You're right! Let's fucking go now!
Hey! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!
How do you open the vault?
Where's the key?
Here.
A retinal scan?
Yes.
CASTEL BANK ALARM
So, how much?
30 million.
-Get to your post, we just found them!
-Keep it quiet, no sirens, okay?
Let's go! Let's move!
BANK ROBBERS AT CASTEL BANK
Shit, there's too much money.
We don't have enough bags!
Fuck!
Okay, okay, okay, let's move!
Let's go!
Oh shit.
YOUNÈS SCHOOL
-Fuck! Fuck!
-What are you doing?
-Hello? Uh…
-Hello?
Hello?
-Yes?
-Can you hear me? Hello?
I can't hear you.
This is your son's middle school.
We need you here immediately.
Not right now. I'm at the movies.
The hospital?
Hurry up, we only have two minutes left!
Yes. The hospital.
We have to hurry! Come on! Let's go!
Shit.
You, come with us.
She stays with me. You hear me?
You got our money, now leave her alone.
Back off! Move it!
The cops are almost here. It's over.
What?
I used my left eye for the scan.
That one called the police.
You don't need to take her.
You're screwed. The cops are almost here.
Let's move.
No, no. Please, Rosalie.
Let her stay, okay? Rosalie, come with me.
Rosalie!
Rosalie.
-Where is she?
-Where the fuck did she go?
Where is she?
-What do we do? Kim, fuck! Shit!
-What the hell is she doing?
-Let's get the fuck out of here.
-Let's move!
Let's get out of here!
What the fuck happened?
I got sidetracked. I'll explain later.
Watch out! Car!
Look out!
-Shit. It's the cops!
-Move!
-Kim!
-Go, Kim!
Fucking drive!
-Fuck, they're here!
-Secure the area, we are in pursuit!
Take a right now, turn right!
Green BMW M3 Touring, plate number…
-Bravo, bravo, 777, Quebec, Quebec.
-Shit.
Fucking hell.
Oh, watch out!
That fucking bastard knows how to drive!
Watch it now!
-No shit.
-It's a fake plate.
We can bet
they don't have their real IDs either.
We're going 160 in the city.
I'd rather we were going
290 on the highway.
Oh fuck!
Fuck! Shit!
Faster, come on, man!
Those fucking cops won't let up!
Hey, wait! Oh shit!
-Chloé, how fast can this baby go?
-Pretty fucking fast.
Fuck!
What are you doing?
There's no way we catch them.
That car's way too fast.
Now what? We let them escape like that?
What, what, what?
There's no way we can catch them, okay?
I'm giving you a nightcall
To tell you
How I feel
They've backed down.
I'm gonna drive you through the night
Down the hills
I'm gonna tell you something you
Don't want to hear
Does anyone have a visual on the vehicle?
I'm gonna show you where it's dumped
TO Z: ARLES STREE
I repeat, all units,
is there a visual on the BMW?
Fucking shit!
Fuck!
There's something inside you
It's hard to explain
They're talking about you, boy, but
But you're still the same
Oh fuck!
Hey, mobsters.
Time to exit, it's the final stop.
What do we do?
I got time. I don't give a shit.
I don't know.
I just want to know who are
the little bitches behind these costumes.
Let's go.
Rosalie, what the hell are you doing here?
They took me hostage at the bank.
And why were you at the bank?
I'm seeing Victor Castel.
Okay, let her go. She's one of our people.
Then we'll settle this like men.
Listen to me, you little bitch.
We're not here to make friends.
We're here to die.
What?
What's with your crazy voice, man?
Hey, keep laughing,
and I'll shoot you in the head, bro.
I'm a bit confused by this whole thing.
What's up with your stupid fucking voices?
So you're really trying to act tough?
Listen up here.
The bullets fly pretty fast.
Ezéchiel, you have a red dot on your head.
What?
Where is it?
-Is there a red dot?
-Yep. Right on your head.
He's not making it up!
A dot on your forehead. For real.
We have a sniper standing by,
ready to give you a monobrow.
You have ten seconds to get back
in your car with your friends.
Which one of us is the bitch now,
you fuck?
I swear I'll fucking kill you.
Get out of here, now!
Okay.
Let's bounce.
That's not right.
Oh shit.
What the hell just happened?
Does God have a laser?
Wait, that was you?
Let's get out of here.
Mr. Castel, I know it's difficult for you,
but if you remember any robbery detail,
it would be very useful
to our investigation.
I can't remember…
Uh, it was very quick and violent. I…
Right now,
I'm not able to think of anything.
It's normal, you're in shock.
If you can think of anything,
feel free to give us a call.
-It might help.
-For sure. I'm, uh…
I'm thinking they could have… like…
known how we…
My love!
I was terrified! I was so worried!
Did they hurt you at all?
-Can we please get out of here?
-Yes, we can leave. Let's leave.
Officer, do you mind
if I give my statement later?
-Sorry, that's not police procedure.
-For sure, Mr. Castel. No problem.
Thanks. Can I drive you home?
No. No, I'm anxious, don't leave me alone.
-I can't, please no, not now.
-Okay. What do you wanna do? Tell me.
-I have to pick up my children.
-Get your kids?
-Oh yes, my children!
-You want your children?
Okay, fine. Let's go get them.
Come with me. Yeah. It's okay.
Let's get them.
Excuse me. Excuse me.
Oh, there you are!
We've been looking for you!
What's happening?
It's nothing.
I just fell and missed a step.
I was with Léo, but nothing serious.
-The doctor said in three days…
-Wait, wait. No, you're lying.
He was goofing off
on dirt bikes with Sammy!
-That idiot friend!
-Wait, what?
-It's nothing.
-Fractured tibia and fibula.
-Here's a sandwich.
-And who called you?
Ah, well, the school, of course.
But apparently you preferred
to finish your film.
What was the movie, Mom?
Uh…
-What happened to you?
-Younès was skipping class.
The accident happened outside of school.
Oh, we're having a big discussion,
young man.
Hey! You're making things
impossible for me.
Mrs. Belloua, you're making it
impossible for me as well.
I won't lie, this incident
is going to speed up the process.
Kids, I'm back.
What are you doing here?
I wanted to surprise you. I'm on parole.
Guess this isn't the best time.
Who's this?