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You’re in. The grand is juice. For you to open your books. Welcome aboard. No, Manny, this life isn’t for me. It’s not for me. Manny grunts aggressively I need your father. And it’s been years since he’s dead. And I haven’t met anybody like him. Not up until now. You’re smart and you’re loyal. Not like those galoombas I got workin’ for me upstairs. scoffs Wastin’ your time behind a desk. Now, we both know that. Your father-in-law, I love him. I love him. I’ll tell right to his face, “You’re not that smart.” He ain’t got no brains. laughs And I tell that to him, right to his face. The other night on the roof, I told you about the paths people take. Well, your path is with me. I see that. Everything’s in order. It’s a very special time. The stars, they’re all aligned. This month. This year. This moment will change our lives forever. gun fires high pitched ringing What the ? tense music Benny? gun fires Burn these. They’re no good now. You got it, boss. carnival music clapping shouting cheering music turns emotional “I Just Want to Celebrate” by Rare Earth I just want to celebrate Another day of livin’ I just want to celebrate Another day of life I put my faith in the people But the people let me down So I turned the other way And I carry on Anyhow That’s why I’m telling you I just want to celebrate, yeah, yeah Another day of living, yeah I just want to celebrate Another day of life Had my hand on the dollar bill And the dollar bill flew away But the sun is shining down on me And it’s here to stay That’s why I’m telling you I just want to celebrate, yeah, yeah Another day of living, yeah I just want to celebrate Another day of livin’ I just want to celebrate another day Of life Don’t let it all get you down, no, no Don’t let it turn you around And around and around and around and around Well, I can’t be bothered with sorrow And I can’t be bothered with hate, no, no I’m using up my time but feeling fine Every day That’s why I’m telling you I just want to celebrate Oh, yeah I just want to celebrate another day Oh, I just want to celebrate Another day of livin’ I just want to celebrate another day Of life Don’t let it all get you down, no, no Don’t let it turn you around and around And around and around and around and around Round round round Round Around around around Round Don’t go around ‘I just want to celebrate’ repeats on tense music Listen, fairy godfather. I just got out of jail, I’m lonely. Don’t you want to shake this crap, once and for all? Finally in person. You’re a hard man to meet. He’s a genius but he usually works alone. A thinker. The security protocols to be used by Linvas Co. Have a look. The auction is at the Antwerp Grand Hotel. We also have a complete list of auction security staff. That means you’re in? I trust Albert and Albert trusts you. Who’s running the auction? OK, see you in a month. Simon. Hey. Have a seat. The garage told me yesterday. How did it happen? Dumb accident. Slipped on the stairs at my hotel. No good not working. Leaves time to think, time to get lousy ideas in your head. Plans for your free time? Stop smoking. I’m not smoking. Am I an idiot? No smoking here! What’s in your hand? It’s not lit. Lit or not, it’s a smoke! You playing me like a cig? You make believe you’re straight while you up? Want me to violate you? I’ll put it away. Maybe enhanced supervision Games Look, I’m putting it away. And quit smoking. I met Marie when she and her daughter were searching our property for the Florentin. She continued searching for twelve years. And she found it. Marie was a precious woman. Her aura, her intelligence and her determination will be missed. Marie and her daughter showed us that never giving up, whatever it is we’re seeking, is what gives our lives true meaning. Pierre, my condolences. Mrs. de Courcy. Hello, Mr. Galley. This is Francois Maleyssie, who has run important sales for us in NY and London. Pleasure. There is no one more competent to direct this auction. Before discussions with Mr. Maleyssie, perhaps Julia intends to take over for her mother. You’re joking. Beyond knowing diamonds, one must manage insurance, security, media Games You need experience at the helm. I have confidence in her. Look around. Where is Julia? Can you trust someone who misses her own mother’s funeral? Dad? Come on. Come to bed. My baby. All these flowers for your mother. I thought it over. I’m taking charge of the sale. The sale? You spoke to Blanche. Yes, she called me. I must continue for Mom. I can’t give it all up. You might have asked me. I have to decide on my own. Alone? I’m in charge of insurance. You’d work with me. Want to know what I’d say if you’d consulted me? I would have said no. That damn stone is a jinx. Your mother took care of it, and it killed her! ANTWERP SUBURBS The jewels will be in a reinforced display, specially-designed. Locked behind maximum security electromagnetic deadbolts. The keys are precision-cut, fitted with electronic chips. Can we copy them? No way. The keys are distinct and can’t be forged. At the expo, the first key will be with the head of security, in the command post on the th floor. To get it, one team will breech the CF’ through air ducts. The nd key will be kept by Julia Neuville. She’s running the sale. On her person? Right. Only option: switch the girl’s key for a dummy that night. For that, we need a perfect double, sight and touch. We need a print of the original. Silicone mold, both sides. And photos. The girl’s key is in her room safe, on the closet floor, bolted down. Easy access to the room? Access is the problem. It’s the hotel’s most secure suite. One master key, dispensed by the security chief. Restricted access to the floor. Anyone on the inside? His name is Jean-Louis Sudek. How are you? Fine and you? Fine, thanks. Your suite is ready. That’s kind of you. Marie Neuville, overdose of diabetes medicine, found dead in her car, locked from the inside. Michaél Wurst, auctioneer Games A DIAMOND IN MY SCHOOL Death of Marie Neuville You’ll give them to Derleau?


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