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HERVÉ: The Garonne River.

If the wine and blood of Bordeaux

are strength, the river is the heart.

It's thanks to it

that, for centuries,

our city has enjoyed incredible influence.

What remains of this greatness today?

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hHERVÉ

It's a little asleep.

I refuse this fatalism,

and from this refusal an ambitious project was born!

Two hectares of derelict buildings, transformed

into an ultra-modern complex.

Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you:

New Port!

LIGHT APPLAUSE

REPORTER 1: This pharaonic project, Mr Landry— is it that of

the real estate developer, or the candidate for mayor of Bordeaux?

- Both! REPORTER 2: Many criticize your arrogance—

—your taste for staging, for what's hot.

- My taste for what's hot. Ha!

A taste for what's hot. Hmm!

I'm celebrating my birthday tonight,

I could've organized a big party. But no.

It's my birthday, I'm celebrating it with my oldest friends.

In complete privacy.

Because like most real Bordeaux people,

I consider discretion an essential virtue.

NEWS: -the project was presented this afternoon...

DAPHNÉ: The way Hervé talks about virtue is so pompous.

STEPHANE: That's what makes him charming, my dear. Look.

DAPHNÉ: Wow!

STEPHANE: This is amazing, it's an incredible house.

DAPHNÉ: Stunning.

CLASSICAL MUSIC

CAR DOORS CLOSE

DAPHNÉ\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h

Sober, discreet, and refined. Herve's image.

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hSTEPHANE

STEPHANE: No! DAPHNE: It's fine.

BAPTISTE: Oh ho! SHE LAUGHS

How is my beloved sister?

BAPTISTE\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h

- Good evening.

- I'm fine— call mom, she misses you.

She'd like seeing you more.

Good evening. - I miss her too, Daphné,

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hBÉRÉNICE

but you know very well that only the newspaper matters to Baptiste.

- Is that so? BÉRÉNICE LAUGHS

DAPHNÉ: It's wonderful!

DAPHNÉ: You all right? ROMUALD: I need a hand with the gift.

BAPTISTE: Flattering.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

CROSSTALK

- Well? RINGS DOORBELL

RINGS DOORBELL

CLASSICAL MUSIC

- Maybe he didn't hear.\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- Ahem- ssh!

DOORBELL

. . .

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- Well, it's him who \h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hsurprises me every time.

. . .

AMBRE

ROMUALD

. . .

DAPHNÉ: Hervé?

. . .

Oh my, nice.

. . .

Splendid!

- Huge.

SHOCKED GASP

DAPHNÉ: Oh, I- AMBRE YELPS

ALL GASP

- I'm getting the police.

- Baptiste? - Hold on, hold on. Hold on.

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- What?

- Wait, I'm not getting anything. - What?

- Forget it. He's dead.

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- Call the police.

THE CURSE OF THE LILY

JEANNE: Hello Clémence.

SHOT. SHELL CLINKS

CLÉMENCE: I can try again

- Yes, go on.

EXHALES

FIVE SHOTS, SHELLS CLINK

- So I'm cleared for duty?

- It may be a bit premature.

But I have faith in your resilience.

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- Hello!

- Hello!\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h

LIONEL: ...scene of it all.

FIGHT TERRORISM BE VIGILANT AT ALL TIMES

FOR EVERYONE'S SECURITY

SABRINA: Cool, your leg is actually better!

LIONEL: Yes, it's fine.

- Clémence! Nice to see you again.

SABRINA: A pleasure, Captain.

- For me too. Going to work!

- Yeah.

KNOCKS

GIRARD: Come in Lacoste, come in.

- Good morning, Commissioner.

- How do you feel? - Hundred percent!

- The shrink, what does she say?

- That I'm fit for duty.

And I feel like I need to get back in the field.

- Are you sure?

- What's going on, don't you trust me anymore?

- Yes. - Because I learned from colleagues

that you're having me chaperoned.

It's not a question of trust, Captain, but of the victim.

Hervé Landry, candidate for mayor, well-positioned to win the election.

- Yes, think I saw that in the newspaper.

- On this case, you'll be working with a specialist intelligence agent

to ensure that the crime isn't linked to political terrorism in any way.

- So Paris is sending us a paper pusher I'll have to drag everywhere?

- You have no choice.

Anyway, it's not my decision, the orders come from elsewhere.

- All right. When does our specialist agent arrive?

Because I'm going to start without him.

SHE OPENS DOOR

Commissioner.

Lionel? - Yeah?

- We're going into high gear on this one. - 'Kay.

- Who's the playboy with Sabrina?

- Some guy reporting a theft, it'll take 5 minutes.

- Okay, when she's done

get after the victim's call list. - Yeah. What are you looking for?

- A woman, preferably a dominatrix. - Yeah.

- Landry was nude when he died.

Someone came in without breaking in

and put a leather muzzle on him. What does that make you think of?

- Oh, well I would say a sado-maso game gone wrong,

and she ends up realizing she strangled him for real.

She panics and runs off— voluntary manslaughter.

- Yeah, voluntary or not, I don't know, but

only the Domestic Intelligence office can handle something political.

And it would be funny to close the case before the dweeb they're sending gets here.

HE CHORTLES ANTOINE: It'd be hilarious, even.

I think it's a bit too late for that.

Antoine Rosy, SRT* 2nd Bureau. * DOMESTIC INTELLIGENCE SERVICE

- Ahem. Capt Clémence Lacoste, delighted.

- The pleasure is all mine.

As I was saying to your colleague, my wallet was stolen at Saint-Jean Station.

So I can't show you my ID.

But I'm sure my bureaucrat superiors

will be happy to confirm my identity.

- Sorry about your wallet.

It's a bit much, isn't it, a cop getting robbed?

- I'm a simple analyst, not a field man.

That's why I'm going to leave the management of this investigation to you.

I'm hoping you're right that this is indeed a private matter.

- If it has nothing political you take the train straight back to Paris.

If it reassures you, I no more have the desire to stay in the provinces

than you do to work with a— dweeb? from Paris?

- Let's go.

- Thank you. - Bye.

- You've read the file? - In full.

- Where do you see ideological motivation? - The branding on the victim's shoulder.

- That's in the report?

While I have a very limited knowledge of sadomasochistic games,

I can say some practices are known to activists.

- But... - But?

- It was a lily carved into the

flesh of the unfortunate mayoral candidate,

the symbol of royalty since Charles the Bald

and certainly that of a good many monarchists.

Certain individual radicals are known to my department.

- Royalist terrorists in the 21st century, really?

- For now I don't see any other avenues.

Where're we going? - To the victim's home, then we go

and question the witnesses. Shall we? - Perfect.

Mind going through the center of Bordeaux? I don't know it,

apparently it's magnificent. - You want me to be a guide too?

- Why not? Yes.

- Come on, move.

- I didn't know you had so much traffic in Bordeaux.

- Yeah.

We also have electricity, running water, the tram, it's crazy.

- Did I say something wrong?

- I was making a caricature of the Parisian on an expedition outside the Beltway

who felt like he was visiting a third world country.

ANTOINE: Okay.

CLÉMENCE: Paris is not so different from Bordeaux.

- It makes sense though,

since Baron Haussmann modeled the Paris that we know

on what he had seen in Bordeaux, when he was prefect of Gironde.

- Hold on, you mean Paris copied Bordeaux?

LAUGHS

OFFICER: Captain. - Hello.

- Brig. Bestel is at the crime scene, immediately on the right.

- Thanks. - Quaint.

- Yes, it's the birthday present from the victim's friends.

- It's a remarkable piece. Patina; tempera. Where might I-

- In any case, this horse isn't the murderer we're looking for.

On the other hand, we're expected for the briefing.

BESTEL: Well, you can see he was branded on the shoulder, a lily-

- Hello! - Oh, hello Captain, 'pleasure to see you.

- Thanks.

- OFFICER: Thank you.

Shall I update you? - Yes.

- So, Landry called a caterer

for dinner, who arrived around 6:15 pm

and then left, the murder happens a little later

since death occurred around 8 pm.

And with the time the drug took to act- - Which drug?

So the ME's toxicology report was just released,

the victim had a massive dose of GHB, enough for a week.

- All right, so potentially he was unconscious when he was undressed.

- Ah, no, he had no control over putting the rope around his neck either.

The pain must have woken him up when he felt the red-hot iron on his skin.

But without the strength to fight.

- Yeah, the goal would have been as much suffering as possible before dying.

- This stuff stinks of revenge.

- It's not a political murder.

- Politics? No, sorry Captain, you see how it unfolded,

I don't believe it for an instant. - Me neither.

The other one there is the Parisian. - Mmm.

- Anything stolen?

- Well, the murderer rummaged through the desk.

Uh, there was quite a bit of cash in the drawers but he didn't take anything.

It wasn't money he was looking for.

- Letters? - Yes, possibly.

- Mmm.

Thanks. - Mmm.

- Looking for your colleague, Captain? - Yeah.

- He's in the bedroom upstairs. - LAUGHS Thanks.

- The fabric patterns are remarkably fine.

I'd say 18th century.

- What?

- Floral patterns on the wall.

The Marquise de Pompadour had it covering all the walls of

the rooms in her Château de Bellevue.

- Well, the Pompadours' walls aren't my area.

Anyway, I've found less and less of your royalist's trail here.

- I grant you that.

- With the traces of GHB, I'd sooner think abandoned mistress or jealous husband.

Or a girl with whom Hervé behaved badly.

- 'Hervé'?

You call all victims by their first name? - No.

We were at P'tit Leblanc together.

- P'tit where?

- It's the benchmark high school for the great Bordeaux families.

I studied there at the same time as the victim and his friends.

- The ones invited to his birthday?

- Exactly, the P'tit Leblanc clan.

They're the witnesses we have to question.

Coming? - Mm-hmm.

But if you studied at a place for the elite,

obviously you too are descended from a great Bordeaux family.

- Only half.

My mother is the last of a dynasty of industrialists

who lived in Chartrons for centuries.

She loved my father, but

he was an engineer, and my mother married him hoping

he could turn around the family business on the brink of collapse.

- Did he succeed?

- Unfortunately, the only thing he managed to do was exhaust himself with the task.

He died of a heart attack.

And then they filed for bankruptcy. - I'm sorry. My condolences.

- It was when I was 5 years old.

Just so you understand, even if I was fortunate enough to have

gone to that school, I didn't have enough money to make real friends.

I have nothing to do with them.

SHIPPING

- How are you my dear? Oh my, it's been forever!

- Oh, hello, Daphné. So, Daphné, this is Antoine Rosy,

a colleague from Paris. - Delighted to meet you. I see

the police are opening up to diversity and that's a good thing.

You're on the right track.

They're waiting for us upstairs, follow me.

Lucie, be careful with the stitching, we had a problem before.

- Yes, ma'am. - Thank you.

You see, here I'm fighting

every day so that despite its dizzying growth,

my company remains faithful to the values

​​on which I founded it, namely fairness, tolerance and diversity.

Clémence, do you recognize him? - Nnnn... no.

- It's my son Richard!

- Hello. - Delighted.

You see, he graduated from a prestigious American university.

Well, I stuck him at the bottom of the ladder in the shipping department

when he said he wanted to join the company.

If he really wants to get ahead here-

- Thank you Daphné, actually we didn't come for a management course.

- Yes, sorry. Sorry.

ALL: Hello.

- So, first I would like to offer you my condolences.

Hervé was your best friend.

If he told you something that could help us

understand his murder, I'm listening.

- Well, we were all there because he was running for election.

There are a lot of people benefiting from the current mayor's handouts,

for whom ending them would be a catastrophe.

CLÉMENCE: All right, and a victory announcement by your candidate

would displease his competitors—

—I could've thought of that on my own, thanks Baptiste.

We're doing it differently. Who knows if he was having an affair?

- That would be very, very surprising.

He had too much respect for the memory of his late wife.

He missed her a lot.

- Romuald...

In the police we have informants,

they can give us the room numbers where he took his young

probationary employees when his wife wasn't dead.

So the widower number, that he's been crying for 2 years,

I don't believe it. BÉRÉNICE LAUGHS

- It seems like you're enjoying smearing the memory of a friend and admirable man.

- I read the myth of that admirable man

this morning in your dad's newspaper—

—written by your husband.

My job is to find the murderer of the man

you found naked in his living room, drugged with GHB.

And it's well known that he had many affairs.

I just want to know who he was sleeping with lately.

- It's true, Hervé had a lot of adventures.

But it all stopped over a year ago

when he decided to run for office.

He knew that his somewhat eventful private life

could be a weapon for his adversaries.

He had become irreproachable in that respect.

- Can you think of something else

that could've led to his murder?

Daphné? Stéphane?

Ambre? You didn't say anything.

- Because I have nothing to say

- Questions?

Well, if something comes back to you, you have my number.

- Captain?

I'm sure you'll find the murderer;

you'll be as effective as you were in arresting one of my clients.

DOOR OPENS

DOOR CLOSES

- Clémence!

Clémence, I'm sorry for my husband's remark, it was unfair

and very inappropriate.

- It's okay, I didn't expect anything from him.

- I hate violence, huh? But between us,

Goran was a piece of trash, he deserved it.

I- I don't even understand how Stéphane can still defend him.

- Thank you, Daphné.

- You know, Hervé was my best friend but, frankly, his platform

was a catalog of measures each more ecologically old-fashioned

and reactionary than the last,

while the city needs someone who embodies

the values ​​of inclusion, of benevolence- STAFFER: Daphné?

- Yes?

- Watch, we won't get away without a mention of Obama.

- Anyway, times have changed.

What France needs is an Obama! Am I wrong?

- Congratulations on your analysis.

And especially for the originality of your gift.

- My gift? - The horse.

You bought it for the victim's birthday present.

- Oh! No, it's not my gift,

no, I'm not the one who chose that horror.

- It's a little offbeat, yes. And who bought it?

- It was Ambre, she was in charge of the gift—

—well, she doesn't work.

You could say it was a good way for her to keep herself busy.

Nothing else? - Thanks.

DAPHNE: (You're welcome.) - Goodbye.

- Goodbye.

- What's with you and the horse? - Unlike your friend,

I don't find it ugly. No, I even think

it would've fit right in with the Pompadour Indian fabrics in the victim's bedroom.

- I already told you that it's not my area.

You know about it?

- Yes, actually. Not only did she like the floral patterns of Indian fabrics,

she was also passionate about horses.

She started the Pompadour stud farm in 1760.

- Mm-hmm. - A horse among the fabrics,

they go together.

A bit of luck, since Ambre, Romuald's wife,

had no way of knowing that.

- Unless she'd been in Hervé's room before his birthday.

- I'm sure it was all innocent, of course.

Let's not forget she's the wife of one of his best friends.

- Yes, Sabrina: Where are you on the victim's call list?

Can you see if he had calls with Ambre Claverie? It's urgent.

You've exchanged 57 calls or text messages with Hervé.

Was something going on?

In the same period your phone was at his home 6 times.

So you can tell me: Were you playing cards, cleaning-

- Yes, I was Hervé's mistress. Happy?

- For how long?

- About 6 months.

But it wasn't serious, just moments of relaxation for both of us.

- And what were you doing on Monday around 7pm?

- I spent the afternoon playing golf with two friends.

Romuald came to pick me up at the "club house"

at 8pm to go to Hervé's.

- What was Romuald doing? - No idea. Why?

- Just curiosity.

I wonder how he'll react when he finds out

what his wife and best friend do to relax.

- He was perfectly aware.

- Shall we ask him?

- Follow me? - Yes, of course...

- Go in.

- Have a seat.

Did you know your wife was having an affair with Hervé?

- In fact, we've been talking about it for a while.

We don't spoil each other's adventures. It's an agreement between us.

- I have nothing against open couples, but it surprises me a bit.

Remind me, what is your Presidency of the Bordeaux Society for

Defending Family Values ​​all about?

- 'Traditional values.'

RESTRAINED LAUGH

But it's a title more than anything else. The truth is...

...I've never been attracted to girls.

- It would've been nice to tell your wife before you married her.

- But she knew perfectly well. She was my best friend at business school.

She could party.

She hated working, she had no desire to lock herself into the daily grind of work.

- So she decided to marry you, it's logical.

- We have the same problem.

My father would never have left me his chateau,

one of the most prestigious wine estates in the Médoc,

if I had been unable to guarantee descendants.

With a girl like Ambre, I can enjoy the business, and an...

...'untidy' love life as well.

- That's a very nice business solution.

Your son was part of the deal too?

Why, the illusion is perfect and succession assured.

- Fine, are you done, Clémence?

- You can go.

- Why do you make a sport of hating them? - It's their hypocrisy I hate,

this constant lying.

- Much of it is family pressure, doing what their parents expect.

- Yeah, well no law requires us to adopt 'family values.'

If I had done what my mother wanted I'd be teaching elementary school,

because that's a 'woman's job.'

LIONEL: Captain? - Yeah?

- It's confirmed, both of them. - Thanks, Lionel.

AMBRE: Does this mean I can leave?

- No, it means we can start talking seriously.

You were Hervé's mistress, you know things others don't.

- We didn't talk much.

- Yeah...

You had other things to do.

Come on, make an effort! In Hervé's memory.

- The second time I joined him at his new house,

it must've been three weeks ago,

he was in the yard, arguing with a girl he was trying to throw out.

He even told her that he was going to call the cops if she kept hanging around.

- An ex of his?

- I'd have said no.

He said she worked for a group,

and she was hassling him for donations.

- A group that comes to his home to seek donations, you believed that?

- Why not? A few days later

I saw an article with the girl's picture in the newspaper.

It was in Garonne Info.

- Three weeks ago, right?

Tell me if you see her.

- "Stop." It's her.

- 'Anta Gomis.' President of the AMENO Association.

- Now then: Anta Gomis. - Yeah. Um... 'Anta Gomis, 26.'

Lives at 12 Rue Zangro in Cenon.

. \h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hINDIVIDUAL CIVIL \h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hSTATUS RECORD

No priors, but several arrests: organizing an undeclared event,

insulting the police, and rioting.

Typical activist profile.

- AMENO stands for Association for Black Memory. Founded 2 years ago.

'Social objective: fight against discrimination.'

Calls for 'the remembrance and promotion

of individuals from diverse backgrounds.'

- A good cause, I agree.

Those activities closely follow those of groups

born out of the "Black Lives Matter" movement.

- I don't think it's a group that would interest Hervé—

—even if he tried to make a pretty woman believe it to get her into bed.

- I'd still like to ask my Domestic Intelligence colleagues about AMENO—

—before you ask if it's possible.

- I'd like that, you saved us precious time, thanks to the Pompadour horse.

- Could I capitalize on that by inviting you to dinner?

CLIPPED - Uh... no!

I need to get some sleep, I'm tired.

- She took a bullet a month ago.

She almost died.

- I didn't know.

I hope they caught the one who did it.

- The Captain had time to put him down.

She's a shooting champion.

Where he is, even his scum lawyer can't get him out.

- Wait, is that the same lawyer- CLÉMENCE: Yes!

Attorney Stéphane Martinez, Daphné's husband.

- Hence the very unpleasant way he praised your efficiency during arrests.

- (Yes.) I killed two men that night.

- I'm sorry.

INTERCOM BUZZER

WOMAN: Yes? - Clémence Lacoste.

BUZZER, DOOR UNLOCKS

Thanks!

PSYCHIATRIST

- Hello! - Hello.

- We want to speak with Anta Gomis.

CHRIS: Got a warrant?

- You watch too much American TV. Where's Anta Gomis?

ANTA: Be right there.

- You don't have a warrant, you get out! - Wow!

ANTA: Don't provoke her!

- I said 'go,' you bastards! - Come on, let's go!

- Let me go, let me go! - Calm down, all right?

- LET ME GO! I WON'T TAKE THIS! - CALM DOWN!

- I said let me go! HE MURMURS SERENELY

- I'm not gonna take this! Not gonna take it.

I'm gonna mess you up!

Eat you alive!

YELLS, BANGS ON DOOR

- Well played, Captain.

- Hello.

- Hello.

- Do you know Hervé Landry?

- Everyone knows him, he was a candidate for mayor.

- Uh huh. Not everyone argued with him 3 weeks before his death.

- Mmm! You're well informed.

SHOUTING OUTSIDE

- We just want to know why you were arguing with him.

. . .

- Two months ago, I received documents from an American group

with the same goals as us.

Original documents written in English, and dating from the slave trade.

African slaves were sold in public markets in Charleston, South Carolina.

They crossed the Atlantic on freight ships to Europe. And especially Bordeaux.

- What kind of documents?

- Accounting records, with the names of slaves on the boats,

the number of deaths during the crossing,

the selling price of the survivors, and, above all,

the amounts paid to the 18 people who financed this trade.

- What does this have to do with our victim?

- His fortune.

Hervé Landry is the direct heir of one of the 18 slave traders.

- And so far no one had found the slightest trace

of this inconvenient past?

- 'Traces' disappear.

Some do not hesitate to falsify civil status records to cover their tracks.

- So you're claiming Hervé was angry

following your accusations concerning his ancestors?

- No. He was much smarter than that.

In my appointment with him he was charming,

he said he was taken aback and needed a few days to

'check his family archives for consistency with the

documents' I had received from the United States.

- And?

- And 3 days later the documents were stolen from my home.

On his orders, obviously.

- Why 'obviously'?

- Because he was the first person on the list that I contacted, and

was the only one who knew about the existence of this list.

Can you imagine, these revelations coming just before the election?

They would have been a stain.

- You didn't make a copy? - Yes.

Well, yes, but like an idiot I forgot to have them notarized.

Of course, the next time we met

he told me with a big smile that they were worthless.

So, yes, I got angry. I wanted to insult this guy because he's a piece of shit!

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hSERVITUDE \h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hINFLICTED \h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hON SLAVES

ANTOINE: Captain?

- Interesting? Hmm?

These are the punishments reserved for slaves accused of theft on plantations.

- The lily?

- Branded with a hot iron.

ANTOINE: And the muzzle?

- To prevent them from eating the sugar cane that was harvested.

- Leather muzzle and a lily branded with a hot iron.

Like how Hervé Landry was found.

- Are you the one who did this?

- Sorry?

You're accusing me of murder?

You can go fuck yourselves! Screw you!

- You'll have to follow us.

- You think we're going to need reinforcements?

CROWD SHOUTING, CHANTING

. . .

- Now that we're calm, we can talk.

What were you doing on Monday between 6:30 pm and 8 pm?

- Am I under arrest? - Mm-hmm.

- So I want a lawyer.

- Go get her a phone.

TEXT ALERT

- I have to go.

- You're leaving?

- Yeah, I'll be back by the time her lawyer gets here.

Otherwise, I'll watch the replay.

- Hello. - Hello!

- I have a meeting with Baptiste. - Very good, Ms Lacoste!

I'll tell Mr Moulinas you have arrived.

Do you know where his office is? - Yes.

- Thank you for the visit!

You're beautiful.

You know that.

It was really a shock for me, seeing you yesterday.

Both painful and delightful.

- You brought me here to tell me crap like this?

- I contacted you when my reporters showed me this.

SHOUTING & CHANTING ON TABLET

Is it related to Hervé's death?

. . .

- Why would it?

- I know this girl.

We cover the actions she organizes, our newspaper supports her, obviously,

her fight for the remembrance of slavery.

Not long ago,

Hervé criticized me for giving her too much exposure.

According to him, this Anta Gomis

was not at all the nice idealist she appears to be.

Nothing but a social climber who used her group to promote herself.

And very close with Hervé's rival at town hall.

If you're interested in this girl,

she's a suspect in the murder, right?

Can I say that she wasn't arrested for her political opinions?

We've given her space in our newspaper for a long time.

And my sister has been funding her group since its launch.

So...

I need to be sure... that she...

Miss Activist, isn't involved in Hervé's death.

It would be terrible for our reputation.

- You know the punishment reserved

for slaves on the run for theft?

- No. Tell me.

- Chains.

- And muzzles.

And given lilies.

Like Hervé.

- That's why I can't swear that

his death has nothing to do with Anta Gomis or her association.

ANTOINE: Your priceless American documents involving

Bordeaux families were stolen from your home,

following your meeting with the victim.

- Yes. And?

- 'And,' I looked in the files.

I didn't find the slightest trace of your complaint.

- Why would I have filed a complaint?

And give cops the opportunity to search my phone, my computer?

They show the group members.

- Would you say you have a very negative view of cops?

- There aren't many who've changed—

—racial profiling; beating protesters— shall I continue?

- I thought you would be more cooperative.

- Because you're black like me?

I'm not a collaborator.

- Excuse me, can you leave us for a moment?

DOOR CLOSES

I don't think I'm a collaborator.

And in contrast, I don't use their methods.

- Oh, switching to cooperative mode now?

Tell me when I should be scared. - Now.

I'll leave you with two options. CAMERA BEEPS OFF

The first one: I search your home

and the premises of your group, which is completely legal.

If I don't have a case, that will confirm it.

Then I'll list all the activists in your group:

Emails, phone numbers, actions taken.

And I send everything to Domestic Intelligence—

—which is not at all legal, but you couldn't prove it.

Option No.2? Hmm.

We discuss things calmly like the educated people that we are.

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hThese American \h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hdocuments— they \h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hreally exist?

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hWhy didn't you file \h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\ha complaint? \h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hThe real reason.

- The real reason? It's that

the cops here burglarized my apartment!

All on Capt Lacoste's orders! - What're you talking about?

- She was in high school with that asshole!

So after my visit, he called and asked her for a hand.

So Capt Lacoste transformed into a burglar?

Simply out of loyalty to a high school friend?

- Out of loyalty, out of class solidarity, but also out of interest.

- Meaning?

- The Urcels, the family of Capt Lacoste's mother.

They appear in the documents. At the top of the list even!

- So my partner would be descended from a slave trader.

- She's a direct heir to a slave trader.

- Interesting.

Could I have a copy of this list?

Though not notarized, it could still be useful to me.

Well, now we'll move on to your schedule.

What were you doing the night of the murder?

- Hervé didn't say anything else about this girl?

- No, nothing.

Just that she came on dramatically,

so you had to be careful.

Do you know if-

the murderer stole something important?

- Baptiste, I'm a cop.

I'm subject to professional secrecy.

- Come on! A little exception.

In memory of our beautiful affair. SHE LAUGHS

- Which beautiful affair?

The time in high school when we pretended to be eternally in love

before making love for the first time, or

when you dumped me like a big shit just before graduation?

Or, we'll say later, when we started sleeping together again. Here, by the way?

- You didn't give me time. - Five years. (LAUGHS)

I gave you five years.

5 years waiting for you to keep your promises to leave your wife,

your calls asking me to spend a little time with you.

I don't know what that was, but it's not what I'd call a beautiful affair.

- It was hard for me too, you know.

And for me they were happy moments that I want to remember.

Unlike you.

I didn't hesitate to breach professional ethics

I'm tired of this occurrence. - What are you talking about?

The tragedy of Goran's demise a month ago.

Goran is a local leader, in his own way.

The crime king of Bordeaux, the Tony Montana of

the South-West, my entire editorial team

wanted us to make headlines on this story.

I'm fighting against it. To protect you.

- You're protecting me?

I acted in self-defense.

Internal Affairs questioned me in my hospital bed for 2 weeks.

They found nothing. So I don't see why I'd be afraid of your reporters.

- Reporters are exploring your past.

Interviewing old lovers about P'tit Leblanc?

- You don't have the connection with Goran.

- We were in final year. When Georges overdosed.

- I forbid you to talk about my brother.

- It destroyed you. I remember, at his funeral,

I stayed very late with you to try to console you.

And I never forgot the sentence you said that night.

- What sentence?

- 'I swear to you on Georges's grave that I will avenge him.

And this filth Goran will end up in hell.'

That was how I witnessed the birth of your police vocation.

I think your Internal Affairs would want to hear from you again,

if they knew about this little sentence.

REMEMBERING Police! Don't move!

Raise your hands, Goran!

You too! HENCH: The gun-

- I don't care, hands in the air!

TWO SHOTS

You're free.

I had your friends Chris and Daniel on the phone,

and confirm you were at the meeting. A selfie afterward.

- You could've called them before, and avoided this circus.

- Tell me, who else in your group had access to the American documents?

- No one, I thought it was more prudent.

- Not even Patrice Diop?

Because I saw that he appears in your statutes, you created the group together.

He's even vice-president and trustee.

- Patrice helped.

But it's been a while since he was involved in the group.

He's in Senegal writing a book on its history,

so it requires a lot of work, a lot of travel.

He has been in Dakar for a month for his research.

- We'll check that. Goodbye.

BACKGROUND - Told you!

What are you doing here? Her lawyer hasn't come.

- Their presence wasn't required.

The suspect's alibi was checked, she just left.

- Wait, you released the suspect without telling me? It's my case!

- So far. Yes?

But it no longer is, since the most probable hypothesis was that the crime

was linked to the group's ideology.

But not in this case. - No, you said Anta had an alibi.

- Alibi?

- Not him: Patrice Diop, 38.

Cofounded AMENO with Anta two years ago.

- A soldier in the French Army. LIONEL: Ex-soldier.

Diop was a sergeant in the elite commandos,

but was seriously injured in combat,

so he was reassigned to the general staff.

And it was in his new role that he was arrested for another reason.

- What was he accused of?

- 'Sharing intelligence with the enemy.'

He passed secret information to an Ivorian rebel faction.

At his trial he justified his actions by

his opposition to France's colonialist policy in Africa.

- With a defense like that I imagine he was convicted?

- Yeah, 6 years in prison. He only did two before he was released.

Since then he's lived by publishing articles

and giving conferences on France's interference.

If a person would be able to gain access to the house, it's him.

- He must've been delighted to hand over the names

of the 18 families of Bordeaux slave traders.

- After evaluating the documents

he decides to eliminate the ones who

he judges responsible: Hervé Landry.

- What led you here?

Gomis put you on the trail?

- More or less. But I'm sure she's lying to me.

I think Diop had knowledge of the documents and that he's in France.

I'm assigning your assistants to find him.

- Yeah!

- I see you've taken charge of operations.

You managed to make her talk.

- I just waited until you left. - Very funny.

- Anta is convinced that you are behind the burglary.

LAUGHING She thinks I stole her documents?

- At Landry's request, yes. And mostly because...

your mother's name is one of the 18 on the list.

- Of course.

My mother had slave trading ancestors?

No, stop what you're doing, this is ridiculous!

Enough of this. She's crazy.

My mother inherited a barrel-making business!

They weren't shipowners or traders,

they sold wooden barrels in Limousin!

You'd rather believe this crazy woman than a colleague,

that's your business. But it'll be without me.

STUDENT FOUND DEAD

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hMINISTRY OF JUSTICE \h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hBULLETIN 3 \h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hGORAN NIKOLIC

SHOPLIFTING, ARMED ROBBERY, ASSAULTING AN OFFICER, ASSOCIATING WITH CRIMINALS,

PANDERING, DRUG TRAFFICKING

INTERIOR MINISTRY

BALLISTICS EXPERT REPORT

GORAN NIKOLIC DEATH PARIS HIGH COURT

- Working overtime? Not progressing how you wanted?

- On the contrary, the AMENO lead seems promising.

- I was talking about your real investigation.

Concerning Capt Lacoste's involvement in the Goran case.

- Indeed. It's advancing.

There's always been the thought that the goal of her operation

to seize Goran's money was just a front.

- And what do you think?

- I already told you: Lacoste is one of the best on my team.

I don't think she's capable of such a thing.

- Indeed. After accompanying her on this case, I share your opinion.

- Yes, you'll be able to return to Paris earlier than planned.

ANTOINE: I don't think so. Money isn't the motive.

GIRARD: What is it then? ANTOINE: I don't know;

I'll find out eventually.

She had to consult a psychiatrist?

Is she well-established as a police psychiatrist?

- We never discussed that.

- There are many things she hasn't told you.

See you tomorrow, Commissioner.

How are you?

- Sorry for getting carried away earlier.

- What did you want to tell me that was so important?

- I spent 2 hours with my mother, who is in a nursing home.

To get to the truth.

- Did she confirm it? - No.

She swore to me it was the opposite.

She was outraged that I could utter such falsehoods.

- And so?

You learn to recognize someone who's lying.

My mother lies so badly it's almost embarrassing.

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- So we know that \h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hthe famous American \h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hdocument exists.

- Mmm.\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h

- Clearly, Herve Landry stole them, and in retaliation he was murdered.

- I regret my father is no longer here.

But then I think of his in-laws' contempt.

The number of times they told him he was lucky to have married an Urcel.

They say my mother is a hypocrite.

CLÉMENCE: Sorry.

You're not getting bored with one of my moods.

- Moody about what?

It's a bit tricky for me, discovering my slave-owning ancestors

since teaming up with you.

- You're in a bit of an odd situation. You're not responsible.

- Seemingly.

- Could your guilt push you into accepting my dinner invitation?

SHE LAUGHS

- Rehash stories about abolition or something.

- I don't want to joke about it.

- No, but i'm sure you're hungry.

. . .

Come on. Follow me.

You have great restaurants in Bordeaux...

TRAM BELL

ANTOINE: I'm taking this woman into the office,

and she spoke to my boss in a way I didn't think was necessary.

And she actually asks me what my job is!

And so I explain that it's 'knowing everything before everyone else.'

So I ask her who she is... - Yeah, and?

- ...and she replies, with a slightly strained smile, that

she's been Interior Minister for 6 months.

- SHE LAUGHS Oh no! - Oh yes.

I didn't really impress her on the quality of our intelligence services.

And upset her a little. But really, it was fine.

I'm used to it, bad at talking to women,

and that's why I'm still single.

- Oh, me too! I stopped trying to settle down.

Anyway, I always choose the worst. - Like Baptiste, the editor?

- How did you guess?

- I felt some kind of tension between you.

He cheated? SHE GASPS

- Impressive! HOSTESS: If you would follow me?

BOTH: Certainly.

Reassure me, there are things you don't know.

- Oh yes, just wait.

- For example, you knew about my Internal Affairs investigation.

- Yes, I knew. When you nearly died.

I imagine it's a difficult trauma to overcome.

- Yeah, especially for me, killing two men.

- It was a self-defense situation, right?

- Well, if I had followed procedure it wouldn't have happened.

I had an urgent situation that night.

I was told I got a call about the dealer Goran.

He said he had something for me,

and that I had to meet him at CP.

- 'CP'?

- CP is a private security firm,

which provides guards for nightclubs in the evenings.

Most importantly, it's the official front for Goran's organization.

I was told to watch the place

while Goran had an appointment with a supplier.

CLÉMENCE NARRATION: A big supplier from Flanders with kilos of coke.

I was given a key to enter through the back of the building.

I didn't take the time to call for backup.

I went in alone.

MUFFLED VOICES

GORAN: ...anyone. Who knows?

. . .

GORAN: You should listen anyway. Do you trust him?

- A certain amount, but I don't trust anyone, Goran.

- Everything was there on the table— the coke, the money.

There was a risk of it all disappearing at the first sound of a siren.

Police! Don't move.

- Capt Lacoste, what a surprise.

- Raise your hands, Goran!

You too! - You don't know-

- I DON'T CARE, RAISE YOUR HANDS!

TWO SHOTS, SHE GASPS IN PAIN

- ((If you please.)) - Thank you.

- Thank you.

- Colleagues found the bodies of Goran and the supplier.

I don't remember at all what happened.

I woke up in my hospital bed:

Post-traumatic retrograde amnesia. Doctors told me it's common.

- I read an article about it. The causes are generally psychological.

Those who have it don't remember anything

because they want to forget everything.

- What do I want to forget?

- I couldn't say. Maybe that...

Goran supplied drugs to your brother who died of an overdose?

- How do you know that?

- I must've heard it in the office.

- So you think I killed Goran in cold blood?

For revenge? - No no, I- I don't think that at all.

Wait, even you yourself are- - And are you here

to investigate Hervé's death, or me?

- I'm just trying to understand- - There's nothing to understand!

HEAVY RAIN, THUNDER

PANTS

- No, don't panic. But above all, stay at home. We'll look for him.

Baptiste's wife just called, he didn't come home last night,

he missed a very important meeting this morning, and his phone goes to voicemail.

- I'll try to get a fix, what's his number? - Here...

06, uh... 10-02-33...

CLÉMENCE: According to Lionel's information we shouldn't be far.

What's up? - Sorry again for last night.

I did tell you, I'm terribly clumsy with women.

- I can confirm.

In any case, you're still far away.

- We arrest the murderer and we'll talk about it again, all right?

What the hell is he doing in a place like this?

Oh no, do you see that?

Stay behind me!

SHE GRUNTS

CLÉMENCE: (Oh fuck. Baptiste.)

- We have a new body.

A Barsac fishing shack.

We're on site.

- Everything was searched. This was a busy visit.

ANTOINE: This is Diop's mistake. His name's on all these papers.

Look at this. An injunction.

To Mr Patrice Diop a week ago, by Baptiste Moulinas:

'Do not contact or approach.'

- Was he threatening Baptiste?

- Seems like a threat. But why attack a friend?

'Criticism attacking his reputation and honor.'

- Yeah, and in your opinion why would the co-founder of slavery remembrance group

want to harm the reputation of Baptiste Moulinas?

- Are you thinking the same thing? - Mm-hmm.

Anta Gomis has been taking us for a ride. - ((Yeah.))

- She knew Baptiste was on the list.

- Let's go, captain. - (Yeah.)

- They won't be long.

SIREN

TOGETHER AGAINST HATE AND RACISM

CLÉMENCE: They're expecting us.

ANTOINE: Hello!

Yesterday you promised me a copy of the documents.

I've come to look for them myself.

I have a little question about the name 'Moulinas'—

—is he on the list of 18? ANTA: Yes.

Second question, simple—

When has Diop ever regarded Baptiste Moulinases

as a descendant of a slave trader? - Never! That's easy: No.

- Please, no lies.

Diop sent you a message last Saturday at 11:37am,

to tell you he wanted to 'drag this piece of shit into court, make him suck it.

What do you want to do?' You answered, 'Tonight,

we'll discuss the options.' - You bugged me?

No, we merely consulted Diop's messages as part of

an investigation of flagrant offenses, for which

you could be prosecuted for your testimony, so

you should really lay your cards on the table with me.

- We'll listen to you.

- Patrice had just returned from Dakar, and he read in the paper

that Baptiste Moulinas was to give a lecture at the university

on universal moral principles and ethics in the press.

It made him crazy. He rushed to the lecture hall,

he told him that instead of giving moral lessons

he would do better to admit being a descendant of a slave trader.

ANTOINE: And?

- And nothing! He did nothing, he was in the security service.

He was suspended the next day.

It made him even more crazy

because there was nothing untruthful in what he said.

I managed to calm him down, end of story.

ANTOINE: What was Diop's proof?

- The name Moulinas is on the list of 18 families,

the American documents I told you about.

- Sure, and...

but yesterday you said Patrice had never seen these documents,

and we could ignore that.

- I told him about them as soon as I received them.

We discussed them here. He became violent.

- About what?

- About Daphné and her brother.

Daphné has supported us from the beginning,

she shares our ideals.

I found it wrong to attack her name.

Yes, and that of her brother, who always opened the pages of his paper to us.

- Okay, so you needed Baptiste for the newspaper.

You get grants from Daphné, you couldn't forget that money either.

Like a slave sale. Congratulations on your consistency.

You have to make concessions in a fight, it's called pragmatism.

- Apparently Diop wasn't prepared to share your pragmatism.

- He was more radical.

- When you're president of AMENO you can assert your rank,

impose your vision.

And a few days later valuable documents were stolen from your home.

- And what's the connection? CLÉMENCE: You never said

Diop stole them, to solve the problem himself, more radically.

- Stop your theater.

You know very well the one who stole the documents

was sent here by you.

- That's nonsense.

- There. Is that nonsense?

Who is it? Nothing to say?

- Good-looking kid. Who is he?

- Well, he told me his name was Luc.

We'd never seen him before the demonstration.

He was kind enough to walk me home when he was in the area.

And the next day, I was robbed.

Of course, Capt Lacoste will say she doesn't know him.

- I know him.

But he isn't an undercover.

CLÉMENCE: Luc Payet, 42 years old.

Dozens of convictions for robbery with violence.

- Tell me, you can spontaneously identify

all the little thugs of Bordeaux from a simple photo?

- No. He was part of Goran's gang.

He was a personal trainer in the private security company I told you about.

And unofficially, he was a henchman.

And does this brother still work for the agency since his boss died?

- Oh, I don't know, why?

- Because if Diop hired him to steal the documents,

maybe that's where he is.

- Are you all right? - I'm fine.

- Hello.

PAYET: One last time.

INDISTINCT

PAYET: That's nothing for you, it's typical.

There! You're good to go!

- Payet!

- Oh. An extra problem.

Well done, Captain.

Want to put a bullet in my head like the guys, right?

- We're here about a burglary.

You will follow me to the station.

- Fine, let's go.

- Oh!

BOTH GRUNT

ALL BREATHING HARD

. . .

MAN1: Hey, why're you holding him? MAN2: What did he do?

MAN1: Fucking shit...

CROSSTALK COP: Let's go!

. . .

INDISTINCT

. . .

. . . SIREN

HONKING

Nice tackle.

Like rugby.

- It was my father's dream that I would become a professional.

He left my mother,

to get with a much younger woman, when I was five.

I don't blame him.

Apparently it's quite common in the Antilles.

- Why?

- You probably know the story.

Sugarcane plantation owners had been farmers in Europe.

They had breeding methods they applied to their slaves:

select the most robust male individuals

to breed livestock,

Once the females are fertilized,

they're sent far away from the future fathers.

- Horrible.

- My father played the role of blacks given to us by the slavers.

Exploit one's physical strength,

and reproduce whenever he had the chance.

- And your mother?

- My mother!

HE LAUGHS

My mother taught me the opposite:

use my brain instead of my muscles. SHE LAUGHS

And to shine in all disciplines and be excellent at whatever.

And be a good eater. THEY LAUGH

And especially, get married only if

I was sure I'd never leave my future wife.

That's why I'm still single. There's your answer.

- I believe that answer,

but have more trouble with the other one.

- About what?

CLÉMENCE: Yesterday. You told me you don't care

that I'm a descendant of a slave trader.

And I heard you.

But I would understand if it's complicated

for you to continue partnering with me.

Yeah, I was fine then, what are you talking about?

I liked this girl.

I was in this movement out of conviction,

- Mm-hmm... so why did you leave after two days?

- Because it wasn't what I expected.

They're nice kids but... they're nothing.

I'd give you a real fight.

CAMERA BEEPS ON PAYET: Wait-

what's happening? CLÉMENCE: Nothing, it's just that

recording is mandatory in criminal proceedings

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- 'Criminal'?

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

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- 'Criminal'? Are you crazy?

- We have a death on our hands. And the killer's profile

is a radicalized black activist. Which matches-

- Oh stop your bullshit, I'm not radicalized!

- You just said the opposite.

Anyway only the one who has the documents stolen from Anta Gomis' place

could know the names of the people on the list.

- I didn't open the file, I didn't see them!

- You assholes. CLÉMENCE: Don't worry.

This burglary doesn't interest us, we're even ready

to forget it if you tell me who asked you to do it.

SIGHS

- It was the boss.

- Goran?

Why was he interested?

- He didn't care about them,

it was to help a good customer.

- A dealer?

- No.

A big client of the security agency. A guy we worked a lot for.

- What kind of work?

- Night security at construction sites,

we get rid of the people squatting in rotten buildings they want to demolish.

That kind of stuff.

- If so, where is this construction site?

Well, the last one was in the Bacalan.* * A DISTRICT

- 'New Port.'

Hervé Landry's last real estate project.

CLÉMENCE: Hervé Landry.

Real estate developer running for mayor,

champion of the fight against delinquency,

entrusts his dirty work to Goran, our local drug lord.

- You have evidence to support this?

- Not really, our only two witnesses are dead

But these revelations allow us to understand the logic of this case.

- Look:

A month ago, Anta Gomis goes to see Hervé

with documents proving his fortune is inherited from the slave trade.

If these documents came out,

it would completely ruin his chance at town hall.

He stalls, and asks Goran, his contact in 'the business,' to steal the documents.

Goran delegates it to Payet,

the henchman, who carries it out 3 days later.

- Goran gives the documents, probably

ignorant of the contents, to his big client.

- Matter resolved.

Anta Gomis is furious but can't prove anything.

The precious anonymity of the slave traders' descendants will be preserved,

and in a dominant position.

- And it is this idea that obsesses Diop.

Eight days later he snaps,

when he learns Baptiste Moulinas is giving a lecture on journalistic ethics.

He calls him out in public,

there's no coverage in the paper because it belongs to Baptiste,

who rushes to send him an injunction.

- But is it clear that this Diop might be a serious threat?

- Yes.

And the injunction only made things worse.

He decides to take revenge on the first one on the list:

Hervé Landry.

He inflicts on him the punishments reserved for slaves,

to tell others that fear has switched sides.

Baptiste gets the message, but instead of telling us,

he defends himself from Diop with a shotgun.

Unfortunately, he paid with his life. GIRARD: Hmm.

Diop finds him in his hideout and kills him,

that's your hypothesis? - Mm-hmm.

- Others on this list must be urgently notified.

- It's done.

Anta Gomis gave us their names.

They were contacted and asked to stay home until Diop is arrested.

- That won't last long.

He's alone, with no resources, and his description

is being distributed everywhere. - Mmm.

- Congratulations! Good work, both of you.

- Provided that Diop is indeed our culprit.

- 'Provided' how?

- His profile, his motive, the staging, everything matches.

But if I wanted to eliminate Landry and Baptiste Moulinas

for another reason, unrelated to slavery,

Diop would be the ideal culprit, no?

GIRARD: Who else had reasons for killing these two men?

ANTOINE: I have no idea.

But it could be that a smart and manipulative

person could use AMENO and Diop's honor.

- No. Everything points to him.

- So the only thing left to do is find the truth

- Anything new?

- Yeah, we have the source of the weapon found in the victim's trunk.

- It's a 12-gauge intended for clay pigeon shooting.

- And registered in the name of Daphné Moulinas,

Baptiste's little sister. CLÉMENCE LAUGHS

- Would you like to visit Daphné in Bordeaux?

- It would've been with pleasure, but I have a report to write for my superiors.

The discreet charm of the bureaucracy.

KNOCKING

Come in!

- Can I talk to you? GIRARD: If you want.

- I have news regarding my real investigation.

More precisely, about what happened in Goran's office.

- I'm listening.

- I informed Capt Lacoste that the analysis report had been falsified.

And I don't know why, she's upset, she told me that

her memory was coming back, a little.

There was a fourth person present that evening.

- Impossible. The Internal Affairs investigation demonstrated it.

- Exactly. I think she's trying to manipulate us

to exonerate herself. I'll explain.

After ordering the theft of the documents,

Hervé exposes himself to possible blackmail from Goran.

So he asked Capt Lacoste to solve the problem.

- You're not serious!

- They went to the same high school.

Their names appear on the famous list.

Lacoste detested Goran, whom she blamed for her brother's death.

I think it wasn't very difficult for him to convince her to kill him.

This is how the first murder was commissioned.

- Because there are others!

- She knew Diop would take the rap for it, why hold back?

- Why kill? - Hate.

- Hatred fueled by contempt she had for her former comrades.

She started with the leader of the gang, Hervé.

Then her old boyfriend, Baptiste.

- With all due respect, you're wrong.

Lacoste is perhaps sometimes "borderline," but she's not crazy.

- We'ill find out eventually.

I need a weapon, Commissioner.

Earlier I made it clear to Lacoste that I suspect her.

I'm waiting for her reaction.

- You really think she's going to try to kill you?

- If she kills me, or I 'commit suicide,' either would suit her.

- You realize, you want the death of a police officer.

- Of a murderer. A descendant of a slave trader.

It's a little different.

- Pick up your weapon at the armory. I'll send the request.

STEPHANE: You don't have to go, you know,

I can identify the body.

KNOCKING

Now is not the time, Captain.

- Sorry, I just need confirmation.

Was it you who sent Baptiste to Diop with your shotgun?

- (What are you talking about?)

- To get the list of slave trade families on which your name appears?

STEPHANE: That is a defamatory statement, Captain,

and I will have to send you a cease & desist.

- Like the one you sent to Diop for Baptiste? Go ahead!

CLÉMENCE: Let's take this opportunity to discuss

two of your other clients. - What do you have to say?

Hervé Landry and Goran Mikolic must've had a lawyer

to facilitate their relationship, right?

- That's a bit too easy, isn't it? - Oh Stéphane! Please.

Clémence, I think we should have a little chat together,

no witnesses or lawyers.

- With pleasure. DAPHNÉ: Stéphane, you can leave us.

- (What?)

FOOTSTEPS

DOOR OPENS

DOOR CLOSES

I was still a kid when I learned the truth about my ancestors.

The boats, all those poor people who were being torn from their countries.

Chained head to toe, in gruesome holds.

The sick who were thrown overboard.

That's why I set up this business, you see.

To try to repair the harm my family has done.

- It would be a shame to lose everything, huh?

CLÉMENCE CHUCKLES

I can imagine the panic,

when Hervé told you that there was proof

to do with the slave traders.

SCOFFS

And you.

You've always been the Ligue 2 of the group

It was you who asked Hervé to go and steal the documents from Anta Gomis.

So, if for example, I were questioned by the police,

I could say I don't know what you're referring to.

But since it's you, I'll tell you:

I advised Hervé to retrieve the documents.

LAUGHS

And it was you who sent Baptiste to Diop.

Baptiste just had to recover the documents,

that's all, Hervé was supposed to destroy them,

I didn't know if he had done it.

Hervé. Baptiste. Diop must pay for what he's done.

- Yeah, that's a matter of hours, two days at the most.

- And if...

And if after the arrest

you discover that he was in possession of this list,

maybe it's not worth keeping it around?

- Do you realize you're asking me to destroy evidence?

- I'm asking you this as a favor. As a friend.

- Fuck, Daphné, stop it with this!

You are not my friend!

You asked your brother to dump me because

BECAUSE I DIDN'T DESERVE YOUR FUCKING FAMILY!

- What are you talking about?

CROSSTALK

...NOT IF HE'S DEAD!

CROSSTALK

- Lady! Back off, please!

- You have a bodyguard!

DAPHNÉ: You should do the same.

You should protect yourself, because, cop or no cop,

you're on this list too.

MOBILE RINGS

Yes Commissioner?

All right, I'm on my way right now.

What's up, Commissioner? Why'd you want to meet here?

- I have some very important revelations to make to you.

But first I'd like your word that what I'm

going to tell you remains strictly between us.

- Yeah, you got it. You're worrying me here.

- It's about your Parisian partner.

I lied to you about him.

Antoine Rosy is not with Domestic Intelligence.

He's a Commander and ex-Number 2 in Internal Affairs,

recently seconded to a cabinet office.

- What's he doing here with a résumé like that?

- The guy with Goran,

the supplier you killed in the narcotics raid,

had been sent in at Rosy's request. - No, that's impossible.

Internal Affairs suspected Goran of having contacts with us.

- Hold on, you mean I killed a cop?

- It was an accident, it wasn't your fault.

The problem is that Rosy refuses to admit it.

He's convinced you shot him in cold blood

because he witnessed you kill Goran.

- Commissioner, you know well- - He won't give up.

Now he thinks you're the author of two murders.

I might as well tell you that your days in the service are numbered.

He asked me for a weapon.

You end up in the river with a bullet in your head,

everyone agrees it's a suicide.

By the way, about the head:

I heard you got your memory back.

- It was you. Yeah, I remember.

Raise your hands, Goran!

You too! - The gun-

- I don't care, hands in the air!

TWO SHOTS

Don't move! Don't move!

Turn over and don't move!

DON'T MOVE! FUCK!

GORAN GROANS

SHOT

CRIES OUT

You shot me.

SHOT

SHOT

It was you who killed Goran and the undercover.

You're going to put the blame on me.

- Yes. You'll no longer be here to testify.

ANTOINE: Drop the gun.

CUFFS CLINK, RATCHET

CLÉMENCE: Thought you'd never get here.

- I told you, I'm always on time. - Thank you.

- Now I want the truth.

How long did you work for Goran?

- Twelve years.

I informed him about competitors and our upcoming operations.

In exchange, I got an envelope every month.

ANTOINE: How much?

- 6,000. How did you get on to me?

The ballistics report indicated that there

was a fourth person present that evening.

We went around the department checking all the bank accounts.

Including yours.

Three weeks ago you received several transfers totaling €1 million.

Where did this money come from?

CLÉMENCE: Well Commissioner?

- Landry.

- So you'd owe the future mayor.

- That's what got me into trouble.

Landry called me to his house urgently one evening.

Goran was blackmailing him.

He wanted €1 million for some important documents

that he had been asked to steal from Anta Gomis.

Landry asked me to retrieve these American documents from Goran.

I replied that

Goran would rat on me unless I went along with it.

So he offered me the million to eliminate Goran and recover the documents.

A million!

That's quite a sum.

I could end up on an island in the sun.

To die.

- What do you mean?

- One or two years.

It's all the life I have

to deal with my cancer.

I have nothing left to lose.

SIGHS

How do you feel?

- Innocent. You kind of forget what it feels like.

Antoine?

Thank you.

- It's me who thanks you. I apologize.

For the suspicions I cast on you.

HE CHUCKLES

- It wasn't stolen! Ha!

Commissioner. HE CHUCKLES

SIGHS

Goran didn't even speak English.

How did he knew he could seek millions of euros

to give the documents to Hervé?

- You think he had advice from a smart person?

- Well... someone who knows the value that

old Bordeaux families place in their reputation, yes.

- That doesn't leave many suspects.

DAPHNÉ: You'll take my son home and stay with him, mmm?

I'm not afraid of anything here.

My husband will see me home after my video conference.

- Very well, ma'am. - Thank you.

DOOR REOPENS

DOOR CLOSES

ANNOYED Oh, listen, stop...

Oh stop!

I really have to get my head together on this.

My brother's in the morgue.

STEPHANE: I understand.

I know what it's like to lose a brother. SHE SCOFFS

- How? You're an only son.

- You're forgetting Goran.

I was a blood brother to him.

We never gave up and stuck together.

In the projects he was the one who protected me.

At school I was the one who helped him with his homework.

We shared everything.

- I didn't know you were so close.

- If you had

would it have changed your vote?

- My 'vote'? What does that mean?

- When Goran asked 10 million for the American documents

Hervé, Baptiste, and you met to make a decision.

- Pay, or eliminate Goran.

Like the other two.

You voted for death, right?

- What did he tell you- Ah! GASPS

TRIES TO SCREAM

- What's 10 million to you?

. . .

Hervé was very talkative.

Just before dying.

. . .

(Daphné...)

I hope you fear me.

ZIP-TIE ZIPS

MOBILE VIBRATES

PRIVATE NUMBER

- You've reached the voicemail of Daphné Moulinas, I-

SIREN

SHE MOANS

SHE COUGHS

It's the right size.

GASPS FOR BREATH

SHE BREATHES FASTER

- (Why're you doing this?)

- I found your emails, in which you asked the

business manager to replace me with your idiot son.

. . .

I've always obeyed you.

. . .

While you told everyone that Bord'oz is a cool and inclusive company,

I handled all the complaints for corruption, harassment, tax evasion.

I betrayed my values for you, you know why?

Because, thanks to you,

your brother, and Hervé,

I had joined the clan! Your caste!

I was finally part of the elite! SHE GASPS

MOANS

But no.

You just got a good slave. TORCH HISSES

GASPS

SHE GRUNTS WITH EFFORT

HE GRUNTS

DOOR OPENS

- Don't move!

DAPHNÉ WHIMPERS

. . .

CLÉMENCE: What you did to your victims sucks.

- No morality, please.

All three deserved to die.

- And Diop?

Didn't he deserve death?

Where is he?

I know he's alive.

Your plan was perfect, you wanted us to find him dead by suicide,

so he would take the blame.

To make that possible he had to die after your final victim, Daphné.

So I'll ask my question again: Where's Diop?

Stéphane—

—it wasn't me who killed Goran.

Daphné will be charged as an accessory to murder in this case.

If you don't help me her son will take over the company,

and continue to make money based on proceeds of the slave trade.

Is that what you want?

- I can't stop that anymore.

- Maybe I can.

- How did you find Diop?

- I promised Stéphane that Daphné will pay

for everything she has done, legally and financially.

Anyway, I doubt that her company is so inclusive

that it survives when the documents are revealed.

In exchange, Stéphane gave up the hideout.

OFFICER: Where are they?

- Do you know where they are? - Mm-hmm. Thanks.

I knew he wouldn't destroy the documents.

And he'd never be without a way to pressure the other families,

so I ordered a search of his home.

- Why did you call me? What do you want?

What is it now?

- We found Diop. - What?

- And most of all, I wanted to give you this.

It's true that they're under seal, these are copies,

but the copies are notarized as correct and usable.

- What do you want in return?

I keep your name off the list, is that it? - No.

You can publish them in their entirety.

- Why are you doing this?

- Perhaps I'm trying to reconcile you with the police.

- Huh.

Thank you.

Have a good one.

OFFICER: "Hello."

ANTA: Hello. DIOP: Anta.

- You're really letting her publish the names.

What they should be ashamed of inheriting from their slave trading ancestors is,

above all, the traditions they perpetuate. - Yeah. You're going to have

a whole city on your back. - Why?

I'm not guilty, and have slave trading ancestors.

I think the only guilt would be to remain in denial.

- Yes, but now everyone will know that your ancestors were slave traders,

and I'm not sure my mother will appreciate that.

- Your mother?

So you're my friend forever?

- Forever. - "Yeah."

ANTOINE: So what do you want to do?

Have dinner together? SHE LAUGHS

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