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Intro

What's this? We heard Hatem was lost! Fouede.

Wake up...............

Thanks the police officers and leaves.

Aware and relieved to have avoided a tragedy.

The police officer puts on his gloves and remains silent!

This cop has instincts; he never takes his eyes off Hatem.

Hatem says to himself, "If he searches the vehicle, I have no choice, buddy, it's over for them."

Fouede is given his license, registration document, insurance certificate, and technical inspection,The dashboard indicates that there is nothing to report. See how a simple check can explode. Fouéde wipes the sweat from his body, Hatem hands him a handkerchief. The drops on his forehead are like acid. The police return to their official vehicle. Check and identification. License, registration document, insurance certificate, and identity card. The speed limit is 50. You were driving at 60. Turn off the ignition, please. Move to the side. They turn on their flashing lights. Small village lost on a path late at night. Fouéde points out to Hatem that a car is following them. Fouéde is too stressed, Hatem is stoned!

This isn't the first time Hatem has done the right thing, always in the wrong place, you see the coke, you see he's too stoned. He has no feelings, this guy... You want to try the casino, you pay the price. We did it and we can't go back! Even dead, does he dishonor him? 2000 25 we eliminate those who don't agree with us, accept or you die... You stop business, we disintegrate you. The street game isn't easy. Once the killing machine is activated, don't get in his way, you will be decimated. You have 6 choices: either you pay or you die. You heat up, or you freeze. You run away, or you arm yourself and you face him. Hatem! Is this what they call a psychopathic murderer? Between thug and psychiatrist, he's crossed the line. It's impossible to imagine life after illicit activities. As for Fouéde, he's a young man with no run-ins with the police and no criminal record. Between candy theft and organized crime, he's just killed his first man. And Hatem encourages him to make him believe he's a real man.

Highway toward Wrightwood. A dead man in the trunk. 5 a.m. in the middle of Los Angeles. Until he reaches the freeway, he doesn't exchange a word. Hatem likes to represent evil. They leave the garage after transporting him as best he can. Fouéde cleans the apartment as best he can.

Hoping time will make the evidence disappear. Lost between fear and confusion. Interrogation and a sense of power. In that moment! He knows his first victim won't be the last. The victim's skull explodes in the bathtub. Hatem fires but doesn't look away. Too easy to kill a guy you grew up with. But what's a friend to a thug? The victim's eyes beg for mercy. With a sad look that few men can bear. Can overcome and do what they must. How to silence love when money sends you to poverty. Fouéde holds the weapon in his hand, hesitant. And Hatem says to him (shoot, motherfucker)