FLIC STORY 1975 N°1/3 (Alain DELON, Jean-Louis TRINTIGNANT, André POUSSE)

My name is Borniche, Roger Borniche. Inspector at National Security. I've managed some important deals since I've been in the company. But that morning, I didn't expect the one that was going to fall on my face... Buisson escaped. I want you to jump Bush before the Police Headquarters. We will prove to Commissioner Claude that National Security exists. And that the Quai des Orfèvres does not have a monopoly on criminal cases. But be careful, Monsieur Émile shoots quickly and accurately. This is

perhaps not to displease you... Otherwise I would be department manager at La Belle Jardinière... Émile... My brother Émile. Let me introduce you to Suzanne. René's sister. Suzanne, don't you have one or two errands to do?... Do you have any other clothes? I want to go to the ball this afternoon. Maybe it could wait a little?... Donors, I don't like them to wait, cheers. Good evening little cop... Good evening big girl... A good day? Yes, a hell of a job. We play “Le Diable Au Corps” in Normandy

. Yes. You promised me we'd go see him. We'll go next week, it'll be a hit. Was it the Bush that escaped this morning? Yeah. Himself. He is a mad ? No... He's acting crazy, because you escape better from an asylum than from a prison. Probably because he had a very miserable childhood. An alcoholic father who sent him flying for food. That doesn't make seminarians, you know. We can only do him one favor, stop him from killing so that he can save his head. You should have been a lawyer instead of

a cop... Maybe... Would you like, gentlemen? Hands in the air... EVERYONE STAND UP! And now the money on the tables, the jewelry, the lighters, everything! And quick ! The earrings! The ring... QUICKLY! The cops ! Brake!... Agent Schmitt died from his wounds... That's pure Bush. The reporting matches and that's the way it operates. Here is a guy who, a few days after his escape, has already put together a team and got back on the track. Ah, we asked you on the phone, Raymond Pelletier... He only

wants to speak to you. Yeah... Hello, Inspector? It's about your friend. My friend, what friend? The one who was released for good behavior. Ah, yes, yes, yes, I see, yes, then? A man will come on Thursday. Around 4 a.m. at my bar. You just have to follow it, it will surely lead you to the right place. What are we doing ? We can't attack, it's not time. Émile, cops, get lost! Ah, shit!... Okay...