All language subtitles for HPI.S03E05.FRENCH.1080p.TF1.WEB-DL.AAC2.0.H264-TiNA.eng

BIRDS SINGING

♪ SO HAPPY TOGETHER
BY THE TURTLES ♪

MOANS

SNIFFS

Oh!

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hGOOD MORNING
SATISFIED SIGH

RUNNING WATER

REPAIRED WATER HEATER

THEA: When do you dump him?

Your clingy boyfriend.

OK, we were patient for
2 or 3 days while he fixed stuff,

but that's no longer possible.

(You will burn in hell.)

He's crazy about me.
I can't do anything about it.

He finds me sparkling.

I'm sparkling.

And the guy knows
how to cook, and fix a water heater.

Take off your hat, it's 19°C.

- It's not for warmth,
it's the style.

TO PHONE He's super happy, he's 15.
CHUCKLES

(With chocolate for the math kid!)

(And blackberry-banana
for the princess.)

Oh, by the way...

Here.

I saw all the holes
in your t-shirts.

- Wow!

- Just- don't open the washer
when it's spinning- remember?

Otherwise, it floods everything.

TO PHONE
Are you still there?

Yes, listen, Morgane is fine.
She works a lot....

- (OK, he's a bit too invested.)
TIMOTHEE PRATTLING

(But he knows that it won't last!)
TIMOTHEE PRATTLING

- ...but you know, it's only been 2 months.

Yes, well, I have to get going.

I'm happy, yes, so happy.

Love you, love you love you love you.

That was my mother.
SHEEPISH LAUGH

She sends her love.

- Oh...

MOBILE RINGS

Yyyyyeah Gilles?
CHUCKLES

Well who's died today ?

In Citadel Park?

Yeah, hold on, my crate
is still in the shop.

I may have a solution.
Wait a sec.

Tell me, do you have
a second helmet?

♪ HOW IS THE WEATHER? ♪

♪ SO HAPPY TOGETHER ♪

♪ WE'RE HAPPY TOGETHER ♪

...

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hCAR ALARM
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hSQUAWKS

("Sssshit")

HIGH INTELLECTUAL POTENTIAL

DUCKS QUACKING

THIS EPISODE CONTAINS
IDIOMS & PUNS BASED ON

THE MANY SLANG MEANINGS
OF "CANARD" (DUCK).

...

GILLES: A walker found
the body near the pond.

Our victim's name is
Adele Mercier, 37.

Married, mother of
an 8-year-old daughter.

- Hey-- this story will make

all the duck* headlines!\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h

all the duck* headlines!\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h
DUCK COLD∞
* CANARD=NEWSPAPER ∞VERY COLD

all the duck* headlines! LAUGHS
DUCK COLD∞
* CANARD=NEWSPAPER ∞VERY COLD

I say that because... uh...

SIGHS
Yeah, well, try to tell a joke...

KARADEC: What do we have, doctor?

BONNEMAIN: Headshot at close range.
No signs of a struggle.

A little scar on the right wrist.
Probably a tattoo the victim had removed.

- Hold on, hold on, hold on,
what do we have here?

A long blond hair.

I believe we got the DNA
of our killer.

That doesn't break 3 legs of a duck,* huh?
* HAPPENS ONCE IN A BLUE MOON

LAUGHS

- It looks like an execution
in cold blood.

What did she do for a living?
GILLES: That's what's strange--

a stay-at-home mom.
The husband teaches swimming.

Not the type to get ducked.*
* "CANARDIERE" = GUN FOR HUNTING DUCKS

LAUGHS, ALMOST SNORTS
* "CANARDIERE" = GUN FOR HUNTING DUCKS

LAUGHING

- Actually, no, Gilles.

- No!
- This is a crime scene, a woman is dead.

A mother.
A bit of respect.

GILLES: Yes, sorry. I-
Sorry.

BONNEMAIN: In addition,
technically, it's 'mallards.'

SUPPRESSES LAUGH
\h
KARADEC: You're not going to start?

You an ornithologist
or a pathologist?

Find the time of death,
don't give us a zoology lesson.

Morgane, come with me.

We'll question the victim's husband.

GILLES: Mallards, they're mallards.

FABIEN: How am I
going to tell my daughter?

She just turned 8.

- I'm sorry.

Do you know if anyone
resented your wife?

FABIEN: No, no no, on the contrary,
she got along well with everyone.

KARADEC: Did you notice any
different behavior lately, was she anxious?

- No no no, everything\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h
was normal.\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h

FABIEN: I don't understand it.

- What do we have here?
A long blond hair.

- A guy from the police is here.
You think it has to do with Adele?

- It's the Fashion Police, come to
lock her up for the color of her swimsuits.

LAUGHTER
MIMICKING This atrocious black

is a true crime
against humanity, I swear.

MURMURING MIMICKING
- Pink would have...

- ...the same choice.

MIMICKING
...fat staff!

LAUGHS
MURMURING

(No, no, it hurts me...)

(No. No, it's appalling...)
LAUGHS

KARADEC: The way she died makes us
think it was about settling accounts.

Did your wife have problems?

Debts, maybe? Which might
have led her to a bad crowd?

- Well no, she spent every
day here with me, at the club.

Our daughter is one of the
Olympic hopefuls.

It requires a lot of investment.

- So, warm up the DNA machine,
because I have three suspects.

It's a nest of vipers at this pool.

- Who does she think she is?
- (I hate her!)

- (Thinks she's special!)
MOCKING

- With this much bitching,
it's a wonder the moms

haven't fired you and
coached them themselves.

Anyway, 'Suspect Number 1'--

- Melissa,

- Lola's mother,

who had a run-in with Adèle
over the color of the swimsuits.

Melissa wanted pink,
Adèle, keep 'em black, what's the big deal?

- (I hope she dies!)

They decided to have a vote,

But Adèle arranged
to have the vote occur

on a day when Melissa
was at the orthodontist.

Result: black swimsuits won--

the end of a long war.

Yes, it's a little light as a motive,

but-- don't underestimate
the mental illness of some parents.

- This will take a minute.
- 'Suspect Number 2'--

- Victoire's mom.

- Who couldn't hate our victim more...

- Psychopath!

-...ever since the Lille Courier decided
to do an article on Olympic hopefuls.

And to illustrate the article,
they opted for a photo of Victoire.

Adele went out of her way to
make them change their minds,

to take a picture of her daughter.

So Victoire's mom howled like a skunk,

and in the end the
picture of Victoire was used.

And-- 'Suspect Number 3,'
in my view the most serious:

- Gilbert, the trainer of the Baby Seals.

- I'm a collector.
I'll explain it to you.

Since Adele got the custodian fired,

it is he who's had to
stow the gear after practice,

which is not Gilbert's job.
- I'm tired of picking this up!

He was mad enough to kill.

Oh shit! Will ass hair work
for analyzing DNA?

- Your wife got someone fired?

- Yes, we hired a new
cleaning man 3 weeks ago,

but Adèle caught him
prowling around the lockers.

She realized he stole her purse, so...

KARADEC: So?
- So we fired him.

She had an appointment tomorrow
at the police station to report him.

- What's his name?

- Brice Diallo.

You think he could've wanted to
stop her from filing a complaint?

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hHUMS

- Uh...

I wanted to tell you, in relation to
what you saw earlier, umm...

- You don't have to justify
yourself, Morgane. Do what you want.

I admit that,

to be completely honest,

I wouldn't have necessarily
bet on Timothée.

CLEARS THROAT

- Really?
- No.

- Well, why? He's perfect!
HE SCOFFS

He's caring, gentle,

full of spirit!

And what's more, he thinks
I'm sparkling like a diamond.

What more could you ask for?

- I don't doubt it. I'm happy for you.

- Well, thank you very much.

TEXT ALERT
MOBILE: New message from-- Roxane.

Would you like me to read the message?
- No!

- Message received at 11:32--
- No!

- Roxane wrote--
- No!

- "I was thinking of getting
a yellow glass raclette* for
* A GRILL FOR MAKING CHEESE MELT

a housewarming gift. I'll keep a look-out.
* A GRILL FOR MAKING CHEESE MELT

What do you think?

Heart emoji, kiss emoji."

- Housewarming party?
- Yes.

Roxane moved in with me last week.

So we're planning a
dinner party for the team.

- Great. Congratulations.

- I haven't had time to talk to you about it
yet, but of course you're welcome to come.

- Thanks.
- And Timothee too.

That is, if you want to make it official.

- Totally!

We've been waiting to make it official , to formalize.

We were just getting into
the starting blocks for officialization.

So let's go.
- Nice, I'll count you in, then.

- We'll come, yes.

- Great.

♪ I CAN'T SEE ME LOVIN' NOBODY BUT YOU
FOR ALL MY LIFE ♪

DOORBELL

Brice Diallo?
BRICE: Yes.

- Hello. Cmdr. Karadec,
from the PJ of Lille.

We have questions to
ask you about Adele Mercier.

- Is this about the purse again?

I've already spoken to your colleagues,
I've never worked at that swimming pool.

- Your hands. Show me your hands.

- I'm a heating engineer.
- Your hands. Your hands.

I want to see your hands.

- My card is in my wallet.

- Morgane, will you check?
- Yes. So...

I can confirm that he
has a heating engineer's card.

DAVID: What's going on here?

- "Stop"! He was at the crime scene!

BONNEMAIN: Headshot at
close range. No signs of a struggle.

- Hands on your head.\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h

- Can I, like, get dressed?

- The manager at the swimming pool

knows you by the name
of Brice Diallo, your brother.

- He's hosting me.
I took his ID by mistake.

- Nothing to do with you being
an ex-convict?

8 years imprisonment
for arms trafficking.

- He wouldn't have hired me
under my true identity.

My profile is not in demand
in the labor market.

- Especially if we add flight
to your skills.

Know what it is?
This is Adèle Mercier's purse.

We found it in your stuff
at your brother's house.

- It looks like mine.
I must have confused them.

- Very funny.

This woman intended to
file a complaint against you.

You were seen at the scene
of the crime shortly after the murder.

- I was jogging.

- Where were you this morning, from 5 to 7?
- I don't remember.

AMUSED
Sorry.

- Eight years wasn't enough for you?

- ((Gilles! Gilles!))

((Did you see? He
keeps bringing Morgane coffees

in order to be near your desk.))

((This is so cute!))
- Daphne, the other day

I told you that we had slept together.

But no, we ate together.

We went to an Afghan restaurant,
with sofas and tapestries.

We were...
- Oh Gilles... Gilles?

- What?
- Were you pressured?

- No...!
- Is that it?

- No, not at all! No no no!
- Is it Thierry?

- It shows that he's homophobic.

- N-! N- n- n-!
- It shows that he's homophobic.

- It shows that he's homophobic.

(Should I get him fired?)
- Absolutely not!

Absolutely not. Especially-
CELINE: -we're really busy here.

Yes, but, no, I...

Right, listen: I don't care about what
your oenologist friend said, OK?

Just scrape together some
white wine! Let it go,

I'll take care of it!

CELINE: Where are you with your suspect?

- The commander placed him
in custody, but he denies everything.

- And the hair found on the body?

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- Uh, yes, there's no
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hmatch in the national
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hDNA database.

We're expanidng the search
to the European database.

- TADA!

Well, here you go:

the DNA of all suspicious
blondes around our victim.

Who do I give it to?
- Morgane, if...

I'll take care of it.
GILLES: Morgane?

Can you and me talk next?

- Uh, yes-
- Yes!

- Stop, you're hurting me.
- Ha, no I'm not. CHUCKLES

MORGANE: You're weird.
HE CHUCKLES

- How bad is it? LAUGHS

Pass it through the shredder
before Internal Affairs gets hold of it.

URGENTLY

It can't go on, huh?
- Hmm?

-Your little affair with Timothee.

It puts me in an impossible situation
the more I cover for you.

- We're going to make it official,
you won't need to lie, there.

- Great. NO, WAIT! What? Make it official?

Daphne asked to be
a witness at our marriage.

- Oh damn, that sucks!
- Yeah.

- Tell me, how's it going
with the stolen items?

We helped find them, at the end of
the investigation can we get them back?

Huh? That's pathogical! We have to report the truth,

Even my shrink says so.

- Because I'm looking for something
a little staid, for a cremation.

- I can't wrap my head around this Morgane.
Forensics hasn't examined it yet!

Stop that!
- They're not going to do anything!

- Give it to me!
- It's for a funeral!

HE GASPS
- You're so annoying! Look at this!

Oh!

- What is that?

- Jeez, there was a false bottom!

I believe that's mo-nayyy!

HE SMELLS IT\h\h\h\h\h
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hSHE CAN'T STAND IT

- (We don't have the right
to do this!)

- Wait, what do we have here?

'Emma Dubois' and 'Madeleine Dubois,' uh-

It's our victim and her daughter,
but not their real names.

- Our victim's name is Adele Mercier.

Looks like our victim was
getting ready to make a getaway, right?

KARADEC: We found two
fake passports in your wife's purse.

One for her
and one for your daughter.

- I don't understand.

What was she doing
with these things?

You didn't know?

Of course not.

- Were you in conflict?
- No, everything was fine.

- Are you sure?
- Of course, she was my wife!

- We looked into your wife's
fake passport, she used it regularly

to book a room in a hotel, in Avelin.

FABIEN: A hotel?

I don't understand.

KARADEC: Mr. Mercier, we think
your wife was cheating on you,

and she wanted to leave you.

- I found this.

- No, this, it's my gun.
It has nothing to do with it, believe me.

- What is it doing in your home?

- Adèle asked me to buy it,

she was very afraid of
burglaries in the neighborhood.

But it's okay, I have a license.
KARADEC: We'll check.

What is the code?
FABIEN: It's 1-9-8-5.

No, it was there the last time that...

Fuck, this is a mistake.

KARADEC: Where is it?

- I didn't touch it, I assure you.

- Mr. Mercier, you are in custody

for investigation of
the murder of your wife.

Come with us, Mr. Mercier.

CELINE: The husband
learns his wife is leaving.

He buys a gun
and he kills her.

- For that, there'd have to be a lover.

Daphne sifted through the hotel video, she
couldn't identify who Adèle met there.

Adèle arrived alone and left alone.

If someone joined her, it's not on video.

- So our hypothesis rests on this lover,

but we can't question him
or even prove he exists.

KARADEC: That's it. And the question is,

what was she doing in that room?

- Anything new on the hair?
- Yes and no.

Gilles requested European data,
he got a match with a woman

arrested in the UK with cannabis in 2013.

- That's great!

- Yes, except she's
a tourist from New Delhi

who never returned to Europe.

- New Delhi?

- Hi.
- Hi!

- I received a call from my bank.
NERVOUS LAUGH

And I have an overdraft
of €800 on my account.

- Shit!
- Yes!

- Oh jeez, that's annoying.
- Yeah, and

there was a big purchase the day
I lent you my card for pizzas.

It must be a mistake.

MORGANE: Mmm?

- We'll the husband for now, until
we get a clearer picture.

And the custodian at the pool,
what do we do?

Adam?

The custodian at the pool who stole
the handbag, should we release him?

- No, he's a former prisoner
who went down for arms trafficking.

Besides, he has no alibi.
We won't take the risk.

- As you wish.

- Anglo's Auto, €1,500?

Ah! No, that's not a mistake.
He's my mechanic.

He's next to the pizza truck,
I took the opportunity

to pay the deposit on my bodywork.

- Great.
- No, hey- I'll pay you back.

SHE CHUCKLES Well, anyway...
- Yes, yes!

- No, it's just that-
MOBILE RINGING

Eh? Hold on.
MOBILE RINGING

Yes, mom, I can't talk,

I'm in the office.
- (Give her my love.)

- Mehhh, hold on. What?
- Hello, ma'am!

- Stop yelling,
I can't understand you.

AGNES: What's wrong with Eliott?

- 'Eliott' what?
What are you talking about?

- Cancer-
- What do you mean, cancer?

Huh?
- I saw his video!

- What cancer?

- He's going to die!

- Oh fuck.
AGNES GOES ON

OK, family emergency.
Can you take me home, please?

- 'Thanks to this American treatment,
I have hope again.'

'5 euros can save my skin,
your gifts are my healing.'

SERGE: Wait, let's start again.

- Wasn't it good?

- No, it's bad.

Well, you have to be
a little more emotional, you know?

- Stronger?

- No, no, it's a mix-- of hope,
because he needs money,

and fear, because he's afraid.

Cheerful, yet really scared.

THEA: Your scam is the problem.

'American treatment'! You couldn't have
found something more seriously nerdy.

You should say Raoult* invented it!
* RETIRED INFECTIOUS DISEASE EXPERT

- I've been doing this for 50 years,
I know how it works. LAUGHS

You get it?
- Oh yeah? Why're you always here

Rather than lounging
in your villa in the Bahamas?

PROTESTS-TOO-MUCH LAUGH

- Let's take it from the top.

- What is that?
- 'Perspiration,' it's fine.

Come on, from the top.
- 'I'm short by €7000-'

- No, you're... I can barely
hear the '€7000.'

- 'I'm short by 7,000- 7000 euros'

- We're not gonna get there. I'm drained-
DOOR

Hey-\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- I know.
DOOR

Morgane! Where did the time go?

We were in the middle of homework!

We're studying like crazy!

Ah. Right, well, wait, let me explain.
Eliott prepared

a brilliant presentation on Buddhism.
Right?

- Hi-hi! It's the mom of little Elliott!

Alright, well, he's dead.
The fund is closed.

If you want to be reimbursed,
contact our treasurer:

Serge Alvaro, at 06 24 72 29 00!

Love and kisses!

Okay, the babysitting stops.

- I'm not hiding anything.
They have imagination, these kids,

I followed them, that's all.

It's not brilliant
but OK.

ELIOTT: How are you, otherwise?
SHE SIGHS

TIMOTHEE: Serge?

Serge?

Serge?

Oh- Serge!

I'll be frank with you.

Your daughter is trying
to get her life in order.

And you, you don't want that,
I know you're not helping.

But if you want to maintain a link
you have to stop the nonsense--

and shape up. Alright?

LAUGHS\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hWhat's the matter?\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h...

- Uh... can I give you some advice?

- (Yeah.)
- You'll have to get used to

to this mess, my dear boy, because....

Don't worry about my relationship
with my daughter.

She and I, we're alike
a lot more than you think.

That's it. Gotta go, have a nice evening.

- (Yeah.)

TIMOTHEE: Yes? Yes mom.

Yes, I know, mom,
but I wouldn't ask you if-

Yes, I know, but only if you agree.

It's to avoid bank charges, and, uh...

Thea, can you go buy
milk please?

Someone put an
empty bottle back in the fridge.

- No, I'm doing my homework, sorry.

- I know, but if I ask you, it's...
Yes, mom.

Eliott- Eliott, NO DON'T OPEN IT!

NO NO NO no no no...

ALARM
NO, NO!

NO, NO...!
ALARM - Sorry, didn't you fix it?

- It was temporary, Eliott,
I said so 20 times! ALARM

- OK, it's not a big deal.
ALARM

Yes, s- sorry, mom.
ALARM

Sorry, sorry. Yes, I'm listening.

No, I wasn't talking to you,
is your name Eliott?

Stop. Don't cry. ALARM
Stop worrying.

Anyway, I get paid on the 30th.

♪ I CAN'T SEE ME
LOVING NOBODY BUT YOU ♪

♪ FOR ALL MY LIFE ♪

♪ WHEN YOU'RE WITH ME ♪

ALARM
♪ WHEN YOU'RE WITH ME ♪

♪ BABY THE SKIES WILL BE BLUE... ♪

ALARM
♪ BABY THE SKIES WILL BE BLUE... ♪

(SLOWLY)
♪ BABY THE SKIES WILL BE BLUE ♪

(SLOWLY)
♪ FOR ALL MY LIFE... ♪

THEA: Power cut!

- (Fuck...)

(What is that, an extension?)

(It goes to the neighbor's...)

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h(Whoa, whoa!)

- Hold on. Are you the one who's
been tapping my electricity for 3 months?

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- No?

MORGANE: Who cut the neighbor's juice?

I'm getting out of my bath,
can you see what's wrong?

PUNCH
HIGH-PITCHED TONE

"I don't know this woman, I swear!"

- "You 'don't know her?' "

"If you don't know her,
why was your hair on her body?"

- "I don't know, I don't understand."

"I have never been to France before."

"There must be a mistake,
it's impossible. Please, sir, uh-"

"I really don't understand,
it's not possible-"

- (Have you seen Timothee?)
- (What?)

- (Have you seen Timothee?)
- "Excuse me, one minute, please."

- (He was beaten up! By Thierry!
I don't want that to happen to you too!)

- (No, it could be anything.

a door, an animal, an allergy even.)
- (GILLES!)

- Don't be intimidated.
You mustn't be ashamed,

- "Yes, of course."\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hokay?
- "Please?"

- We'll take action.\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h

- Er, apologies.

- What're you doing?
Who is it?

- It's the woman whose DNA matched
with the hair on the body.

- Hi-hi! "Hola!"
- She lives in India,

she's never come to France.
- Excuse me, hello?

- "Namaste!"

- "Can I go now?"

- Please-
MORGANE: Wait! Wait wait wait!

Hey, uh, "your cheveux-- you cut it?"

- What?
- "Your hair, you cut it

to give it to Shiva and company," right?

- Yes, I cut it last year, but-

- Ah!
Good, OK, I understand.

Gotta go, OK, "bye-bye"- er, kisses!

Bye!

OK, we screwed up. It's not the hair

of the murderer that's been found,
but a hair from our Indian.

She did this thing Hindu pilgrims
sometimes do-- shave their heads

to give to the deities.

Anyways, it's only hair,
the guys who work in the temples

collect this hair and sell it
around the world to make...

- Wigs.
- That fits.

MORGANE: "Voila"-
brown hair is bleached blond.

- We inject the molecule
of pigment inside the hair-

As a result- as a result, it's not a
lover we have to look for in the videos.

It's Adele as a blonde.

She was renting the hotel room
to transform,

and come out disguised.

((Jeez, she's a spy!))

Our victim's a spy!
And as it happens,

right in front of the hotel,
there's a KGB hideout!

NURSING HOME

SQUEAKING WHEELS

- Good morning.
SQUEAKING WHEELS

SQUEAKING WHEELS

...

'A nest of spies,' you said?
...

- When you think about it,
a hospice is one hell of a cover.

- Morgane, I doubt our victim is a KGB spy,

the KGB hasn't existed since 1991.

- Yeah, well, huh!
- 'Well' what?

- Yeah yeah. No no no.

MED ASST: I showed
the photo to my colleagues.

She comes regularly.
She goes to see Mrs. Mauras in 106.

- It's her handler!
With me, Karadec!

- That's all. Thanks..

Mrs. Mauras?

We were told this person
came to visit you.

Do you recognize her?
- No, I've never seen her.

- You're sure? 'Adele Mercier,'

does the name 'Adele Mercier'
mean anything to you?

- No.

- "How about in Russian"?
Uh-huh!

- Excuse me.

Morgane?

Morgane?
- Yes?

- (What are you doing?)

- (I spoke to her in Russian
to put her at ease. See?)

- You asked her
'where are the doughnuts?'

- That's all the Russian I know.
Fine,

sorry for not being a polyglot like you!

Oh fuck, the nipples!

Oh Karadec, we screwed up.

The girl wasn't a spy at all.
I'm disappointed.

- What's this 'we screwed up'?

It's you who...
- Does this drawing remind you of anything?

Here, look at the shape of the feet,

the squiggles,

and the enlarged nipples on the boys.

Exactly like in Julia's
drawings in her father's office.

Adele's daughter made this drawing.

Our victim came here to
see her mother, not her handler.

- Ms. Mercier's mother died in 2008,
we checked.

MRS. MAURAS: You- you said your "victim"?

Did something happen to Jessica?
KARADEC: 'Jessica'?

MRS. MAURAS: Did they kill her?
- Who is 'they'?

- The guys she sent to prison.

GILLES: Adele Mercier,
formerly Jessica Mauras.

- She was part of a gang
of arms trafficking, in Toulouse.

She informed on the gang
and became a protected witness.

- In exchange, we gave her
a new identity.

Her life was erased from
all files, even those of the police,

and she was moved to Lille.

- She wore a disguise to see her mother,
for fear of being found.

- That's nuts. And
her husband didn't suspect?

- No.

- The people she sent to prison,

are they still incarcerated?
- All, yes, except for one.

KARADEC: Adèle Mercier was actually
Jessica Mauras, it's the same woman.

Maybe the face is familiar to you.

You lied about knowing her.

You knew 'Adele'-- Jessica.

You knew her well,

you were in the same gang years ago.

- Now that you mention it,

I thought her face was familiar.

- You want me to believe you left
Toulouse to come up to Lille by chance?

And happened to cross paths, by chance,

with the woman who sent you to prison?

- You know what they say,
it's a small world.

- And all this has nothing to do

with her picture
appearing in the newspaper?

She didn't want the photo published
because she's in it,

and recognizable.

- Is there a way
to get a coffee?

KARADEC: You'll have to
stop playing games, DIallo.

You came across this article,
this photo, and were curious.

You decided to come up to Lille,

to this swimming pool,
with the goal of killing her.

- Whoa, I didn't kill anyone.

I hadn't yet come to Lille.

- Are you kidding me?

- No, it just came back to me.

At the time of her death,

my bike was broken down
on the N41, 50 miles from here.

- You'll have to do
better than that, Mr. Diallo,

if you want to get yourself out of trouble.

- Call the breakdown
mechanic to verify my alibi.

Sorry to make you waste such
a nice day with my memory lapses.

By the way, how long
can you legally keep me in custody?

We're near the end, aren't we?

- The breakdown mechanic identified Diallo,
he didn't kill Adèle Mercier.

- Are these witnesses reliable?
CELINE: Yeah, they're reliable.

We have nothing on him.
How long has he been in custody?

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- 24 hours. Call the
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hprosecutor for an extension.

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- 24 hours. Call the\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- With what
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hprosecutor for an extension.\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\harguments?

The guy has a concrete alibi.

We're not going to try a Hail Mary
because you're screwing around, shit!

- Oh no, no! Shit, shit, SHIT!

Oy.
SCOFFS

Sorry, the chick had a 12-year-old model,

it's been forever since I played
the snake game. CHUCKLES

- You're playing a game
on the victim's mobile, Morgane?

- What? Isn't it under seal?

DAPHNE: Technical Services
sent it back this morning.

CELINE: Morgane, give
that phone back immediately.

CELINE: Come on!

POUTING

- It sucks anyway. The girl
had zero apps, besides two calculators.

- Two calculators?\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h
Show me, Gilles.\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h

- Two calculators?\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h
MORGANE: Yeah.\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hShow me, Gilles.\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h

- Weird, huh?
A passion for accounting maybe?

Whew! Hey, enough
dazzling for today, huh?

Me, I'm going home.

- 'Later!

- What ' 'later'?

- Well, the Commander's housewarming.

- Oh yes, yes. Yes.

- 8 pm, Morgane.
- Yes.

- Don't forget your plus-one.

- Yes.

See you later.

Pssst! Heh... Hi, handsome.

- Oh, Morgane, I need to talk to you-

- You know what? You're right.

♪ You - are - right! ♪

- It's too complicated
to hide.

So, it's okay, I'm ready,
we'll make it official.

You free tonight?

- Uh... Yeah- I'm free, yeah.
- Great!

- No, sorry--
I'm free, but I don't know if...

If that's a good idea.

- Why?

- Actually, I thought about it,
you and me...

Uh, it's not you.

Y- y- you're a great girl, but...

In fact, I'm someone... uh...
- Yes.

- You're much more...

- Yes. 'Much more,' yes.

- So us together, that's...
- Yes.

Yeah, I got
FALSE BRAVADO
too sparkling, what? Huh?

TIMOTHEE: Not at all, not at all. It's...

me, I need more.

In the end, I want
a relationship that's more...

more...

uh... more...

MORGANE: Go ahead, more...

- Simpler.

- Simpler.
TIMOTHEE: ('Simpler,' yes.)

- I know.
TIMOTHEE: You know...

- It's always like this.

(Yes,) okay, no problem.
Uh...

We do it like this.

OK.

Good evening.

See you tomorrow!

DOOR

TEXT ALERT

FROM KARADEC- REMINDER:
DOOR CODE B613, 10 PM!!!

(Oh- shhhi...)
FROM KARADEC- REMINDER:
DOOR CODE B613, 10 PM!!!

FROM KARADEC- REMINDER:
DOOR CODE B613, 10 PM!!!

- It's not just me who had
a shitty day.

- What are you doing here?
- I have to stay in the area.

Got a light?
- No, I don't smoke.

Tell me...

Do you like raclette*?
* CHEESE MELT

CARON: "Tolerance will reach
such a level

that intelligent people
will be banned from thinking

so as not to offend the imbeciles."

He wrote that in 1864.*
A visionary, this Dostoyevsky.
*HE DIDN'T

You can't take a step anymore

without getting stuck with a label-

- These are wonderful,
your gougères, Gilles, well done!

A gougère, sweetheart?
- No, thanks.

- Champagne?
- Yes.

- The Paris job is really dull?
It was your dream.

- We change our priorities.

- So cheers.
- THANKS.

"I have nothing more to learn,
apart from Dostoyevsky."

- It's settled, Thierry
won't bother you anymore.

He was protected by
his status as a disabled worker.

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- Mm-hmm...

I told HR what he did.

It couldn't have happened without you.
They're investigating, I would have.

- To fire him?
- Yes!

- But we can't fire him...

- No, but- CROSSTALK
you need to sign a letter

saying he discriminated against you
because of your relationship with Timothee.

- I can't sign that!
- Why?

- Because, because, Timothee...

we're no longer together.

- What?
- Yes. Um...

- Why?

- He cheated on me.

- With who?

- (I prefer not to talk about it.)
- (Oh, Gillou...)

- Yes.
- He was scared!

ROXANE: Here's Morgane, and-
MORGANE: Hi-hi!

It's us! Hello!

Ah, David, may I present my colleagues...

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hColleagues:

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hColleagues: David!

- Come, Morgane, let me help you. Move.
- Uh- what?

You're hurting me!

- 'Evening.

KARADEC: Good evening,
nice to meet you.

- Delighted.
KARADEC: Likewise.

- ((Are you completely high???))

(Do you realize
Roxane works for Internal Affairs,

and that Pierre-Emmanuel
is friends with the prosecutor!)

(How'll they react knowing
we're having dinner with our suspect?)

What, we're keeping
an eye on him, right?

And it's OK, I briefed him.
- 'Briefed him'?

That's supposed to reassure me?
- Yes.

ROXANE: Let's eat!
- SARCASTICALLY 'Let's eat!'

- It takes a while, huh?
CROSSTALK

- Cornichons?
- Yes!

- I had that one.
DAVID: Ah? Sorry..

- It doesn't matter.
- Truly: I'm sorry.

CARON: So, how is the case progressing?

DAPHNE: Uh, well-
- Very well.

- I'd say, 'great'! Moving forward.
- It's going well.

GILLES: It's fine.

- We're not going to
talk about work at the table?

- Here, I could have a little?

- (Whoa, it's fine, slowly.)

- Or not...
ROXANE: Yes, of course,

there you go.

How do you know Morgane?

CROSSTALK

Sorry?

COUGHS

- From the skating rink.

- (Daphne, I thought Morgane was
going out with your colleague, Timothée?)

- (Morgane?)
- (Yes, with Timothee.)

- (With Timothee?)

GILLES: The cheese is really good.
It melts well, we're lucky.

- So what do you do?

DAVID: (Well, Judge...)

GILLES: Judge, you said
something interesting about...

D- D- Dos-
- 'Dostoyevsky.'

'Don't offend imbeciles,' ha, yes.

I wonder what he would think of this group.

We discussed that.

- All right, OK, no work, no politics.
I shut my mouth, right?

- Yes, from time to time,
it would do you good.

- Oh, well, yes, of course! Yeah!

A straight white man speaks out,

SARCASTICALLY
it's disturbing, obviously.

- Listen, stop it, for someone not allowed
to speak we still hear from you a lot.

CARON: Oh, here we go.

- I'm having some more Morbier.

- We're there all right.

NERVOUS AHEM

GILLES: I'm full.

CARON: Because you're ready
to call me a reactionary in 2 seconds!

- Yes, that's my limit for fascism!

- No, you're\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h
going too far!\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h

FRUSTRATED\h\h\h\h\h- No, you're\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h
SCREAM \h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hgoing too far!\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h

- Can't you be less
vocal about your ideas!?

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- Hey! Hey!

Hey, that was a weird party,
but I think it was fun.

Can we share your taxi?
- LAUGHS You have- yeah, sure,

after what you did
to Gilles? I don't think so.

- What did I do to Gilles?

HEY! WHAT DID I DO TO GILLES?

HEY! HEY WAIT!

Wait!
Can you drop me off?

Eh-? Oh my...

TRAFFIC

SIREN

TRAFFIC

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hHey.

You could've found something more
original than a breakdown to wait for me.

- No, it's shot, like yesterday.
- Ah.

So it's nothing to do with me?

- As luck would have it.

- Probably a tattoo the victim had removed.

- Jessica wasn't just a girl from your gang.

Your fish tattoo.

According to your file,
you're Sagittarius.

Whereas, Jessica-- she was Pisces.

She had a tattoo of Sagittarius,
but she had it removed.

So I deduce that
she was your girl, right?

- We had been together since
high school, although not all the time.

- And she betrayed you to the cops,

along with the others?

- It took me 8 years
trying to understand.

I thought it wasn't possible,
that she had been coerced.

So when I got out
of prison, I looked for her.

Everybody told me
to drop it, but I couldn't.

- You wanted answers.
You got them.

- She told me she had become
fed up with our life,

that the danger, the adrenaline,

was more than she wanted.

It's as simple as that.

- It's boring in its simplicity, right?

PARKING SENSOR BEEPS

SIGHS

- 'Morning Daphne.
- Good morning. I have something new.

Do you remember the victim's
second phone app, the calculator?

- Mm-hmm.

- It's actually an encrypted messaging
app disguised as a calculator.

Lots of people use them
to cheat on their spouse.

Obviously the victim
was talking with David on it.

- They were talking to each other?

- He insisted on seeing her. On the
day of her death she finally accepted.

- (Oh fuck!)

(Oh fuck!)

Well done, Daphne.
Call Gilles?

- Gilles?
- Yes.

- Uh, sure. Gilles?

- POLICE! POLICE!

- DON'T MOVE!
HANDS BEHIND YOUR BACK!

- DON'T MOVE! DON'T MOVE!

DON'T MOVE!

- David Diallo, you are in custody

for the murder of Adèle Mercier.

- Don't worry, I'll manage.
- Take him to the PJ.

Bring back Forensics.

We're looking for a gun,
traces of blood, all of it.

- A smooth operation, commander.

Shall we go? It's OK, we
have everything we need. It'll be OK.

SHRIEK

- It's not what you think!

Uh...

Yes, right, anyway,

I just want to say...

I think I pushed a little too
hard on this investigation. But-

I still managed to glean
some information,

and now you're here I can say
that what you're doing is bullshit.

- Take the day off, Morgane.

We don't need you anymore
on this investigation. Let's go, Gilles.

- Wait, but I gleaned!

- What is this?

KARADEC: You lied to us. You were
harassing Adele to see her again.

On the morning of her death,
you were to meet in the park.

- I'd rather your consultant question me.

She's a lot more amusing than you.

Plus, I didn't get much sleep last night.

KARADEC: Alright? Are you having fun?

Does all this make you laugh?

- Jessica sent me
a message wanting to see me,

she told me she
regretted what she had done,

that she felt remorse.

She wanted to ask me for forgiveness.

- Don't take me for a fool.

- I didn't fucking kill her!

My bike broke down.
When I got to the place,

she was dead.

You checked with the mechanic, right?

- Shit!

- You don't give a damn about having killed
the mother of an 8 year old girl?

- Adam, get out, I'm taking over.

Get out.
Otherwise you're suspended.

- Your man freaked out!
- Sit down.

We'll resume from the beginning.

If you go down for complicity in
Adele Mercier's death, you'll get 30 years.

- 'Complicity'? What is this crazinesss?

- At 5:07 am, you say you were
broken down on the N41, and yet,

you sent Adèle a text
that said, 'I'm here.'

Just before the murder.

- I want to talk to a lawyer.

EXHALES

WATER HEATER BROKEN
"SORRY"...
BUT I'LL TAKE CARE OF IT TOMORROW

- Oh no, shit!

- No, it's shot, like yesterday.

No, it's shot, like yesterday.

like yesterday.

CELINE: You built yourself
an alibi,

and laid a trap
for Adele Mercier in the park.

Name your accomplices and
we'll look into sentencing adjustment.

MORGANE: "Stop!" Stop!

David didn't kill Adele.
It's Adèle who tried to kill David.

- Morgane, what are you doing here?
I said take the day off.

- Put a pin in that. We know that Adele

had just bought herself a firearm,

supposedly she was afraid of burglaries--

--my ass!
She wanted to kill her ex!

- You're suspended from the investigation!
- Yes, I know, wait a second.

On the morning of the murder,

she had made an
appointment with David for 5 am.

Please-- I mean, who makes an
appointment for 5 am? What an image!

Makes no sense. Right--
I found out

at the same time there was
construction right next to the park:

ROAD WORK - CLOSED
well at the same time, there was
construction right next to the park:

ROAD WORK - CLOSED
ideal for covering
the sound of a shot, right?

NOISE POLLUTION
ideal for covering
the sound of a shot, right?

ideal for covering
the sound of a shot, right?

- But how would she get rid of the body?

I asked myself the same question,

so I returned to the crime scene.

Hang on....

DUCK MOVIES

MORGANE: - Morgane Alvaro

- What are we looking at?
- Wait!

PRESENTS
- What are we looking at?
- Wait!

Quack Investigation.

We are near the pond

where the body of the victim was found.

Only a few ducks have ventured out.

And, it must be said,

it's really duck cold.*
* VERY COLD

CHUCKLES\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h
it's really duck cold.*
* VERY COLD

CHUCKLES\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h
\h
\h

The ducks are SDF,*
* SANS DOMICILE FIXE = HOMELESS

and for good reason: their
habitat has been taken over.

I wanted evidence.
I found these diving weights here,

they're identical to
those at the swimming pool.

Coincidence?
- Uh- no!

- 'No'! You're right, Gilles!

They're for weighting down a body

and sinking it to the bottom of the pond.

OK, put yourself in the chick's shoes.

Her ex who she sent
to prison drops back into her life.

He is hired down at the pool
frequented by her husband and daughter.

She manages to get him fired,

but she knows that the guy
will not let her go. So she decides

to get rid of the problem!

She buys a gun, okay?
She meets him in an isolated place.

- Where a shot couldn't
be heard due to the construction.

Exactly. And she plans to
get rid of the body in the water.

- Except that David double-crossed her.
MORGANE: No!

David, he never got there.

She forgot one detail:
her target's little brother--

Brice Diallo.

- Here it is: the morning of the murder,

Brice had a spot of oil on his sweats.

Know why?
GILLES: No.

Because he messed with David's motorcycle

so he doesn't go to the meeting,

and goes in his place!

SATISFIED SIGH

- Oh, wow.

BRICE: David had no choice.

The trafficking was just to pay the rent.

Jessica ratted him out to the cops.

He went to jail,
and I ended up in foster care.

Fifteen years of our lives
that she sacrificed, just like that.

I wanted him to see
she was taking him for a ride.

I'd seen her betray him once,
she'd do it again for sure.

He didn't want to listen to me,
there was just one thing left to do.

Fifteen years ago,
I couldn't protect him.

This time I could.

- You wanted to see me?

If it's about Morgane,

I agree, she crossed the line.

- It's not her I want to talk to you about,

it's you.

About what happened
earlier with the suspect.

You think you're Dirty Harry?

- I just wanted to rattle him.

- I don't know
what's happening with you,

but you let yourself be
overwhelmed by your emotions.

That's not an option.
So pull yourself together.

I don't want that on my team.

INAUDIBLE

- It's unlikely he'll call me back.

I imagine that gives you pleasure.

Well, go ahead, yell at me,

have your freak-out,
and let's move on.

Because this,

this sucks.

What?

((OK.))

ROXANE: Can you grab me
that carton, over there, please?

I'll fill up this shelf, and then
maybe we'll have to do another one, or...

You alright?

- Roxane, we need to talk.

- I'm listening.

THEA:You could've waited for him to
get the parts before you dumped him.

ELIOTT: Clearly we're tired
of eating with dirty cutlery.

MORGANE: Hey, that's enough
now! This time

I had to dump him, what do you want?

Anyway, since when do we need a guy

to fix things in this shack?

Eh? It can't be that complicated.

Since when did we need a man for anything?

Eh? So then, it's you two and me.

What the fuck is this?

((Oh fu- !) What is this?)

- Is that money?
- Hands off!

Whose is it?
- Well-- ours?

MORGANE: NO! DON'T TOUCH!
IT'S NOT UP TO US!

There's are a lot of them!

Wha'do we do? Back in the box!
Put it all back in the box

and act like we didn't see anything!