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[♪♪♪]
[notes on piano]
[notes on piano continue]
[hum of car engine]
[piano notes continue]
[eerie snarling]
[woman] No! No!
[piano notes continue]
[piano notes end]
[background chatter]
[applause]
[César] Great job, sweetie.
[in English] It was the favorite piece
of her grandfather,
Aldo Falcone.
A friend, or the faithful partner of many of you.
[clattering]
[man] Franck, don't do it.
We can work something out!
Of course there are investigations--
[man] Take pity, Franck!
- [bullet ricochets] - [man] Franck! Franck!
[shots fired]
[César] [in English] He was a man of infinite generosity,
who always reached out to the weak and the needy
who crossed his path...
from his very first grocery store in Antwerp,
to Falcone Import-Export.
[man] Give us till tomorrow afternoon.
Franck!
[objects shatter]
Franck!
- Franck! - [shot fired]
[César] [in English] His style was not to everyone's liking.
I know that.
But the time of family craftsmanship ends with him...
making way for modern methods.
This is what happens when you send your son
to American management schools.
[laughter]
[objects shatter]
[man] You cannot do this to all of us, Franck.
You cannot do it, Franck!
- [objects shatter] - [man] Franck!
No! No! Franck!
[shots fired]
[hum of car engine]
[César] [in English] Let's drink to Aldo Falcone,
and to the modern era of Falcone Group.
To my father...
[dramatic music]
[SUV engine revving]
STEFANO: NO NEED TO BRING HIM BACK.
[hum of SUV engine]
[SUV door closes]
[measured footsteps]
[delivery man] Room 4, please.
[knocks on door]
Food delivery!
[knocks on door]
Anybody in there?
[door opens]
[Freddy] Thanks.
[door closes]
[delivery man] Fucking dickhead.
[Freddy] Fuck!
Motherfucker!
[Freddy shouting]
[dramatic music]
[door closes]
[suspenseful music]
[wind whooshing softly]
- [door opens] - [punch thrown]
[thuds]
[Freddy groans]
- [kick thrown] - [Freddy grunts]
[Freddy groans]
[gun fired]
[Freddy groans]
[suspenseful music]
[Franck] Do you know how long I had to drive to find your ass?
Huh?
[Freddy panting]
[hum of SUV engine]
[suspenseful music]
[door opens]
[Freddy] Franck...
Franck, stop this.
[water splashes]
Franck, it's me!
You know me!
[Freddy grunts]
Don't do this. Don't do it, it's me!
Stop! Don't do this!
Stop!
[Freddy crying]
- [kick thrown] - [Freddy grunts]
- [shot fired] - [Freddy grunts]
[ears ringing]
[Freddy panting]
[gun clicks]
[Franck] Where is the dough?
[Freddy] Look. It's Eva.
She's 13 now.
I do this for her.
I'm all she's got.
[Franck] That phone, it's a fucking bug dickhead!
[gun clicks]
[Freddy] Wait!
Wait, wait.
Look at this key.
It opens a container.
At the old boat yard.
Where we'd get dope shipments.
That's where I put César's money.
There's a boat to Morocco. Take it all.
- Just let me go! - [gun clicks]
Wait, wait!
You've stolen from César too.
I know.
I know about you two.
And I haven't said a thing.
Never would I ever.
What will he do when he finds out?
He's leading us to a dead end.
Today it's me. Tomorrow it'll be Anna and you.
Just let me save my kid.
[gun clicks]
[suspenseful music]
[Freddy's sobbing breaths]
[Franck] Fuck off.
[Freddy] Huh?
[Franck] I said get the fuck outta here!
[Freddy grunts]
[owl hooting]
[crunching footsteps]
[water gushing]
[horn blares]
[loud clanking]
[brakes squeaking]
FALCONE
[welding torch hisses]
[man] Move! Move!
Hurry it up!
Where are you going?
[stool legs grating]
[lamp switch clicks]
[approaching footsteps]
[stool legs grating]
[Anna] Tears...
taste just like the sea.
The salty water of the ocean.
You're going to shine like a star over there.
The cops are with them.
If you escape again,
they'll kill your family.
When you get there,
you've got to fake it
and climb all the way up the ladder
until you've made enough money.
After that...
you disappear.
[water splashes]
[rustling]
[Franck] Come looking for your bullet?
[owl hooting]
[chirp]
[eerie whispering]
[gun clicks]
[gun thuds]
[paper rustling]
[suspenseful music]
[suitcase lock clicks]
[door closes]
- [distant shouts] - [SUV door opens]
[SUV door closes]
[suspenseful music]
[hum of car engine]
[suspenseful music continues]
[rustling]
[twig snaps]
[loud rustling]
[eerie whispering]
[thunder rumbling]
[phone ringing]
[thunder rumbling]
[footsteps]
[Franck] He wasn't at the hotel.
[César] Did anyone see him leave?
[Franck] The hotel keeper.
He has contacts in Berlin and Warsaw.
I can check if you want.
[César] No! Come back.
And Franck...
Keep your phone on.
[phone beeps]
[suspenseful music]
[distant barking]
[phone clatters]
[SUV door opens]
[SUV door closes]
[clattering]
[rumble of SUV engine]
[tense music]
[engine revving]
[tense music continues]
[Franck] Hello?
Hello?
[music intensifies]
Are you all right?
Is that your car? in the ditch back there?
[Laure] It's his.
[Franck] Who?
[Laure] We saw him on the road.
[Franck] Calm down. I don't understand.
[Laure] We saw him... on the road.
You're with him.
Gonna take me back there.
- [Franck] Calm down. - [Laure] Don't take me back.
[Franck] Calm down.
[Laure] Don't please! Don't please!
- [Franck] Hold on. Hold on. - [Laure] No! No!
[sobbing]
[Franck] Get back!
[running footsteps]
[clank of machinery]
[paper rustling]
[distant clatter]
[phone ringing]
[phone rings again]
[phone ringing]
[Anna] Hello?
[Franck] You were right.
I couldn't do it.
Today's the day.
[Anna] Today?
Where should I meet you?
[Franck] Marseille.
Where the old man taught us to shoot.
- [Anna] The cove? - [Franck] Yeah.
We'll take a boat there.
Get a room at Marius's.
I'll meet you tomorrow.
[Anna] So, this is it?
[Franck] This is it.
[Anna] Franck.
[chuckles softly]
[distant shouting]
[suspenseful music]
[César] You're leaving? Stay with us.
[distant shouting]
[water trickling]
How's the shipment?
[Anna] Cleaned.
Packed.
Ready to ship.
Line on the left, Barcelona.
Line on the right, Brussels.
€15,000 per head.
[César] The girls won't need you anymore tonight.
You come with me.
[Anna] The King invites the small people to the coronation?
Fine then,
I'll get my things.
[César] No.
Stefano will take care of it.
- [Stefano] Keys. - [Anna] What are you doing?
What are you doing?
Don't touch me!
Fuckhead!
[César] Stefano.
[tense music]
[Anna] Well?
What's all this?
Why did he try to hit me?
[César] Will you punch me too?
[Anna] I'm not your father.
[César] Go...
Don't make me wait.
[Anna] I'm not your wife either.
At my place in one hour.
[horn blares]
[rumble of engine]
[news on car radio]
[tire revving]
[news on car radio]
[tense music]
[indistinct whisper]
[tense music continues]
[tires squealing]
[horn blares]
[Franck] [indistinct]
[horn blares]
[engine idling]
[music blaring on radio]
[engine switched off]
[music blaring on radio]
THE GLUTTON
[suspenseful music]
[officer speaks into comms]
[Franck sighing]
[eerie whispering]
[newscaster] Storm warning in effect
as a long-awaited cold front sets in,
and it's more than we bargained for.
...strong winds and snowfalls in Ardennes.
Take extra care out on the roads.
Now to a missing-person report: Laure Mertens
has not been seen in three days,
and police have had to suspend their search
due to inclement weather.
The college student, was last seen on campus
- and disappeared without a trace. - [eerie whispering]
[TV static]
[clink of cutlery]
[audio disturbance on TV]
[thunder crashing]
[distant crash]
[wind howling]
[loud clatter]
[rhythmic tapping]
[egg shell crackles]
[man] Sir?
Your headlights.
[Franck] What's that?
[Virgil] Umm...
You left your headlights on.
Is there a bus stop nearby?
What the hell?
[Franck] Not to scare you, but you won't find a bus out here.
[Virgil] The chef told me there was one nearby.
I just don't know where.
Well...
guess I'll head back inside.
[Franck] Uhm.
[retreating footsteps]
[rumble of SUV engine]
I'll take you to Bastogne, then you're on your own.
[Virgil] That's perfect, thanks.
I'm Virgil.
Do you have a name?
[Franck] Yup.
[Virgil] Nice of you to take me.
[Franck] I owe you one for the lights.
[Virgil] I made you pity me.
A lot of people do.
[Franck] I stop you right there. I'm not much into pity.
How'd you wind up out here?
[Virgil] I'm in an engineering school with a hazing tradition
of blindfolding dweeby kids
and leaving us in the woods.
It's on us to get back.
[embarrassed chuckle]
[Franck] What's that?
[Virgil] My notebook.
I take lots of notes.
[Franck] On what?
[Virgil] You made me think of this:
"The Day of Wrath."
It goes,
Dies irae, dies illa
Quantus tremor est futurus
Quando iudux est venturus
Cuncta stricte discussurus
"Oh, this day of wrath,
How great will be the quaking when the Judge passes..."
[both] "His sentence on all."
[Virgil] You know Verdi?
[Franck] Yeah.
A legacy from my father.
[Virgil] You must have looked up to him.
[Franck] Now I can see why they left you in the woods.
[Virgil laughs]
Our only gods are our fathers
And we turn them into devils.
Don't believe in God?
I get it. He doesn't believe in us either.
[engine revving]
[music playing at gas station]
[Virgil muttering]
[Franck] Need anything?
Whoa!
[Virgil] No, I have everything I need.
And I have something for you.
- [Franck] What's that? - [Virgil] Well, for gas.
[Franck] Keep that for school.
[Virgil] No, I insist.
Thanks.
Touch can tell us so much.
[music continues on radio]
[scratch of pencil on paper]
[engine revving]
[tapping]
[Virgil] Troubled about something?
[Franck] What?
[Virgil] You just seem troubled.
[Franck] I think I saw that girl earlier on the roadside.
[Virgil] The one on the news?
[Franck] I don't know why I even care.
[Virgil] But you do...
- [Franck] What? - [Virgil] You do care.
[Virgil] You had to tell somebody.
Perhaps that cop at the diner.
Right, Franck?
[Franck] How do you know my name?
[Virgil] You wanted to show him the bracelet,
but you thought he'd suspect you.
I saw him check your plates when you came in.
And you're right, it was her, Laure Mertens.
But she's resting now.
I killed her.
More difficult than usual.
It's harder when the ground's frozen.
With bare hands. What a shitshow!
Ever try to open someone's chest bare-handed?
She was already in bad shape,
exited the Mini in motion, which is why you found it there.
You felt badly for her, but did nothing.
I wonder, were you unable or unwilling to save her?
What?
Lose something?
[gun clicks]
[Franck] Get out.
[Virgil] What about going to Bastogne?
[Franck] It's you or your brains. You pick.
[Virgil] Shame, we have so much to learn from each other.
[gun clicks]
Well...
OK!
OK.
[SUV door opens]
I like his face,
dweeby-looking, pitiful.
But I like yours better.
[edgy music]
We're going to have some fun together.
[car door closes]
[edgy music continues]
[Franck] Fuck.
[edgy music continues]
[engine idling]
[engine switched off]
[Franck sighs]
[truck horn blares]
[vehicle engines rumbling]
[tense music]
[Franck] Anna?
No! No!
[truck driver] This is semi parking!
Cars park over there. Get a move on.
Let's go!
[engine revving]
[footsteps]
- [Franck] Hello? - [Anna] Who's this?
[Franck] Anna, it's me. Where are you?
[Anna] Just getting to Marius's.
Someone's calling me from your phone.
What's he want?
Says he's your friend.
[Franck] I don't get it, I ditched my phone.
[Anna] Franck, he knows all about you.
About César.
[Franck] OK, after you arrive, stay put and wait for me.
See you soon.
[suspenseful music]
[keypad beeping]
[phone ringing]
[arcane chanting]
[phone clicks]
[Franck] How'd you find my phone?
[Virgil] How'd you sleep, Franck?
Admit it, you missed me.
Know what I'm doing?
Watching the news.
You should too.
It'll interest you.
[reporter] ...a gruesome discovery in Ardennes.
Belgian police found a body
mutilated in the extreme
in a forest along I-4.
The victim seems to be Laure Mertens,
a college student from Namur
who's been reported missing
for nearly a week.
Some 50 km from the scene,
another body similarly mutilated was found
in the trash of The Glutton,
a beloved roadside diner on the same interstate.
The second victim appears to be Freddy Van Hoel,
a member of Belgian organized crime.
In the restaurant parking lot,
police found clothing belonging to Mertens in an abandoned car.
The vehicle is registered to Virgil Hilscher,
another student from Namur, now the main suspect.
He's thought to have fled to France.
French and Belgian police are working together
to coordinate the man hunt.
[Virgil] You and I will be celebrities.
[reporter] Belgium and France
are currently experiencing rain showers.
Heavy winds measuring at...
[Virgil] Focus, Franck.
What's with you? You seem a little... soft.
I saw you in the forest. What came over you?
I had to do the work for you, and that was a big dude.
[Franck] You don't know who I am.
[Virgil] I'm starting to get to know you and...
César.
Should have seen his face when I told him
you were off with Anna.
[Franck] What do you want?
[Virgil] My notebook.
[Franck] Your what?
[Virgil] I want my notebook.
I stashed it next to Freddy's tickets.
You snatched them from his suitcase.
Where you put the key.
Still following?
There you go.
[Virgil laughs]
What's that key open?
[Franck] What'd you do with it?
[Virgil] Don't fret, I'm keeping it warm.
I want my notebook back, but you can look at my drawings.
[pages rustling]
Like page ten.
Phones are great bugs, right?
Time you got back to work. I can't do it all for you.
I'll help you get reacclimated.
It'll bring back memories.
[pages rustling]
[Franck] Where?
[Virgil] Page 131.
[pages rustling]
We'll do great things together.
XOXO Franck.
[sinister chuckle]
[tense music]
[SUV door closes]
[approaching footsteps]
[distant barking]
[gun clicks]
CLUB PRODIGIOUS
[door hinges creak]
[floorboard creaks]
[music blares suddenly]
[loud operatic music]
[soft clatter]
[tense music]
[loud crash]
[tense music continues]
[eerie whispers]
REDONNE COVE MALEBOLGE FERRY
[Franck gasps]
[eerie whispers]
[Virgil muttering]
[tense music]
[gears clanking]
[chimes tinkling]
[sirens blaring]
[Officer] Sniff him out! Let's get a move on!
Inside!
[edgy music]
I see movement!
We see you! Come quietly!
Police! Hands up!
[banging]
[crash]
[banging]
[dog barking]
[Officer] Police!
Stop!
- [officer 1] Unit in position. - [officer 2] Stop!
Police! Freeze!
- [officer 1] Down there! - [officer 2] You're surrounded!
[officer 3] Freeze, hands up.
Sir, come quietly!
Right now!
- [punches thrown] - [grunting and groaning]
[Officer] Stop! Police!
Freeze! Drop your weapon!
Police! Drop your weapon!
- [shot fired] - [officer thuds]
[Officer] Man down!
Fire!
[shots fired]
Open fire!
Shoot the mother fucker!
Fire! Fire!
[Virgil] Got my notebook?
- [Franck] Drive! Drive! - [brakes squealing]
What the fuck?
[Virgil] I was feeling lonely, so I did what you did.
I got a 4x4 and a passenger.
The Prodigious, rings a bell now?
Your first job Franck! You dig it?
You slit Mouchkine's throat in the service elevator.
- Earned you Falcone's trust. - [Franck] What do you want?
[Virgil] I'm not happy, Franck.
First Freddy, now this cop. You're going soft.
Why didn't you shoot him? I can't do all the work.
Thank me, he'd been on your tail since the diner.
Luckily I came across him.
Like Stefano, he didn't understand...
until it was too late!
[laughing]
[gun clicks]
[Franck] Stop the car.
[Virgil] What a career you've had!
Anas the Egyptian, five shots in the throat.
Florent, "The Belgian,"
corkscrew to the jugular.
Babacar Ouali drowned in the Scheldt.
[Franck] They were hits!
[Virgil] Carlos, "The Buffalo," head crushed in a vice.
[Franck] They were hits!
[Virgil] I think my favorite is...
Arthur Redon.
You killed him in front of his son.
Remember, Franck?
[Franck] They were hits!
[Virgil] Whatever helps you sleep.
[Franck] Stop the car.
[Virgil] Are you serious? Is your seatbelt fastened?
He's dead!
Lucky I found him.
I wasn't going to come on foot!
[Franck] Stop the car, dammit!
Stop the car.
[Virgil] We'll do great things together.
[brakes squealing]
[car tumbling]
[thud]
We will do great things together.
[Virgil] Wake up, Franck.
[wind whooshing]
[Franck groans]
[thunder rumbling]
[Franck sighs]
- [Franck] I was told you were... - [Freddy] What?
Dead?
I'm as dead as Elvis.
- [Franck] Does that mean I'm... - [Freddy] No!
Not yet.
There's much left for you to do, Francky.
[eerie muttering]
[Virgil] We'll do great things you and me.
See you soon.
[Freddy] The kid wants you to have this.
[distant cawing]
[Franck sighs]
[Franck groans]
[bed springs creak]
[soft clatter of objects]
[Franck sighs]
[footsteps]
[distant shouting]
[somber music]
- [woman] No! - [man] Shut the fuck up!
[woman] Don't you fucking look at me!
[man] Don't you fucking look at me!
[woman] Please! Stop!
[shot fired]
[melancholic music]
[young Franck screaming]
[man] You're like your fucking mother!
[melancholic music continues]
[Anna] Franck!
[Franck] What are we doing here?
[Anna] You called me last night and said to come here.
[Franck] I never called you.
[Anna] It was your voice!
[Franck] Was this your doing?
[Anna] No.
You were bandaged when I got here, sleeping upstairs.
[Franck] We've got to get out of here.
[Anna] Why? Where are we?
[Franck] My childhood home.
[banging]
[doorknob rattles]
[officer] We're inside.
[suspenseful music]
Leave it, nothing there.
[officer 1] Let's go.
[officer 2] They're messing with us.
[floorboard creaks]
[tense music]
[officer] Come out!
Step out!
Out, dickhead!
Step out!
On your knees! Get down!
Don't move!
[grunting and groaning]
[officer thuds]
[Anna grunts]
[keys jingle]
[loud bang]
[suspenseful music]
[young Franck grunts]
[gun clatters]
[grunting and groaning]
[somber music]
[clattering]
[somber music continues]
[thud]
[Anna] What'd you do?
What'd you do?
Who keeps calling me?
Did he sic the cops on us?
Franck!
[Franck] Not sure, the son of a hit.
- [Franck] We don't have time. - [Anna] Tell me who he is!
Look how deep of shit we're in!
- [Franck] Let's go. - [Anna] Tell me!
[Franck] Don't start with me. Don't touch me!
[Anna] Look at me.
Stop. Calm down.
It's over.
It's all right.
OK?
We'll be free.
Free together.
Everything's fine.
[eerie muttering]
[tense music]
[eerie muttering continues]
[approaching footsteps]
[rumble of car engine]
[♪♪♪]
[car doors close]
[♪♪♪]
[rumble of bus engine]
[door opens]
MARIUS'S INN
[Franck] Marius?
- [keys jingle] - [door opens]
[door closes]
[Anna] Come on!
Hey.
[door opens]
[phone ringing]
[Virgil] Welcome, darlings, to the Malebolge Ferry.
Franck...
This is just incredible. You need Anna's help now?
Do I have to finish her off?
Franck? Franck!
[Franck] Anna!
[Virgil] Franck, please!
You'll regret this.
- [Anna moaning] - [Mala] Son of a bitch!
[Franck] Let go of her!
Let her go!
[César] Hey there, Franck.
So good to see you again.
[door closes]
You thought you could just steal everything from me?
[objects clattering]
[Franck groaning]
[César] Giuseppe works for us in Chechnya.
When he saw his brother Stefano
tied to a cop with barbed wire,
he just had to meet you.
Who butchered them?
Not you.
You're a man of action.
Not an artist.
[Franck groaning]
[César] Is he a friend?
He seems upset with you.
He snitched on you.
What is it between you two?
[Franck groaning]
[César] Fucked him over?
[Franck] I don't know him.
[Franck groaning]
[César] What about this?
What's this?
Is this where my money is?
[Franck] Let me see her first.
[César] Mala!
[Anna groaning]
Franck!
[Anna crying]
[Franck groaning]
[Anna] Franck! Franck!
[Franck] Don't do it!
[Anna screaming]
[Franck groaning]
[César] I loved her pretty eyes, such a shame!
[Anna crying]
Mala!
[Franck] I'll show you the place, I will.
I'll show you the place.
[tense music]
[César] I've almost pulled it off.
A respectable life.
A legal business.
Marrying into high society.
A well-endowed wife.
Everything the old man didn't have.
[Franck] That's why you did it?
To be respectable?
Everyone knows you killed the old man.
[César] I had a good teacher.
[Franck] The old man raised us like his own kids.
[César] And look where you are now.
All for what?
For Freddy?
For Anna?
[Franck] Freddy was family.
[César] Freddy chose his own path.
You and she chose another.
And you've known all along...
this life we've chosen...
is a one-way street.
[somber music]
[dramatic music]
[dramatic music continues]
[car door closes]
[Anna] Let go of me!
[henchman] Nothing in it.
[César] You go in.
Go on.
[heavy footsteps]
[metal box clatters]
[bag thuds]
[César] Was it so awful being with me?
[Anna] Not my kind of life.
[henchman] Stand up. On your feet!
[Anna groaning]
[wind howling]
[César] Time to set you free.
[eerie chanting]
[wind howling]
[eerie chanting continues]
[henchman screaming]
[shot fired]
[henchman grunting]
[César] Stop there!
[Franck] Run!
[César] Get them.
[wind howling]
[voice] César...
César...
[creaking]
Anna?
[César] Where are you?
[shot fired]
[César] Giuseppe?
[creaking]
- [shot fired] - [man screams]
[César] Franck?
[running footsteps]
[César] Shit!
Damn you, bitch. Where are you? Come out.
Anna!
Wait, Anna!
[bag thuds]
[eerie growling]
[tense music]
[Anna panting]
[eerie whisper] Anna!
[fan creaking]
[metallic creaking]
[César] Where are you, Franck?
Franck?
[wind howling]
[eerie chanting]
[eerie musical beats]
[wind howling]
[intense rhythmic beats]
[gun fired]
[eerie growling]
[wind howling]
[César breathing heavily]
[body thuds]
[Franck] Anna!
Anna?
Anna...
[dramatic music]
[screaming]
[operatic music]
[banging]
[operatic music continues]
[Virgil] Ooh!
Huh...
[operatic music continues]
[Virgil] Here it is, the Malebolge Ferry!
- [Anna] Help! - [banging]
[Anna] Help! Help!
[banging]
- [flames blazing] - [Anna screaming]
[eerie whispering]
[Anna crying out]
[Anna screaming]
[Virgil] Oh, fuck.
She must be suffocating.
- [Anna] Help! - [banging]
[Virgil] You need to save her.
- [Anna] Help! - [banging]
[shot fired]
[Virgil] You see? That's what's wrong with you.
[Franck groaning]
[Virgil] You're in love!
- [Anna] Help! - [banging]
[eerie chanting]
[Franck] Who are you? What do you want?
[Virgil] I want to save you.
[Franck] From what?
[Virgil] Yourself.
A wife? A few kids?
Want to wind up like your dad?
You're born to kill.
Not bottle feed.
[shots fired]
[Anna screaming]
[thudding]
[punches thrown]
[Virgil laughs]
[sighing]
Well, is that all you've got?
- [punches thrown] - [Virgil laughs]
[Virgil] Almost there, Franck. Keep going!
Come on!
[Virgil laughing maniacally]
[Franck growling]
[Virgil] Come on!
[repeated stabbing]
[Virgil laughing maniacally]
[flames blazing]
[unearthly growling]
[dramatic music]
[flames roaring]
- [Anna screaming] - [banging]
[banging]
[door slammed open]
[flames roaring]
[eerie mutterings]
[Virgil screaming]
[dramatic burst of music]
[shot fired]
[dramatic operatic singing]
[splash]
[dramatic operatic singing]
[Anna] Franck?
[dramatic operatic singing]
Franck.
[Anna breathing heavily]
[Anna screaming]
[sobbing]
[screaming]
[sobbing]
[rumble of vehicle engine]
[classical music]
[engine revving]
[classical music continues]
[waves lashing the shore]
[dramatic operatic singing]
[Franck grunting with effort]
[dramatic operatic singing]
[Virgil] Hello, Franck.
[Franck breathing heavily]
[dramatic operatic singing]
[Franck snarling]
[Virgil] Come on.
Come on.
Say it.
[Franck] We'll do great things together, Franck.
[snarling]
[eerie chanting]
[♪♪♪]
[music fades out]