All language subtitles for La Femme Flic 1980

-Yes, what is it?

-It's the police.

Hello Mrs.

-Are you from the police?

-Inspector Levasseur.

-What for ?

-Can we come in?
Pardon.

A baby is crying.

-Are you the inspector?

Inspector of what, first?

-Police inspector.
This is the letter rogatory.

-Hey! We will have seen it all.

That's all the police
find something to do?

Come and piss off the unemployed.

-Where is he ?

-What are you looking for ?
We're not thieves.

-No point hiding it.
Where is he ?

-But who ?

And what ?
But what are you talking about?

...

You're not going to search everywhere
neither !

-What is that ?

-It's a closet.

The baby is crying.

...

Soft music

...

-People like that,
I'll beat them to you,

it wouldn't last.

Intertwined words

-It's disgusting,
look what the cops are for.

The car starts.

-It's always the same.

We have been warned
at the last moment.

-It's difficult to do
admitted into these environments.

If they no longer have confidence,
they close their doors to us.

We are here to help them.

-And us, to scare them.

-I am a social worker,
to each his job.

Light music

...

-Hey, here's the kid.

What are you doing here, sweetheart?

-I don't know, I'm summoned.

-They confirmed before the judge.

And who has him?
We prepared it for you.

-The boss is not happy.

-Ah, I always said it,
the women,

It’s not made for this job.

-Inspector Levasseur,

I am summoned
by the investigating judge.

-One second, please.

-Mr. Judge, please.

-Hello miss,
are you doing well ?

-GOOD.

-Want to come over for a moment?
-Oui.

-I will not hide from you
that I am very surprised.

You questioned
young Génère last night,

and I have no trace
of this interrogation.

-That's right.

-During this interrogation,

Roland Genere
made a confession to you.

-You think you know?

Who informed you?

-Come on, Miss,
Did he confess, yes or no?

-It is more complicated than that,
Mister the judge.

-Your friend,
Mr. Substitute Berthot,

told me everything.

Are you sworn?

Come with me.

Please have a sit.

Inspector Levasseur, would you like
repeat what the accused

told you last night
during his last interrogation.

-Mr. the judge,
I was not informed

-Master, please.
We are listening to you.

-Mr. the judge,
I'm not really sure

that Roland Génère wanted

-Inspector, he admitted to you
be the provider of the network?

Did he admit to having provided
drugs to students?

-He was tired

At the end of my nerves, and then

-Did you force him?
Threat ?

-But no, of course.

-So he confessed?

-Yes exactly.

If I have not established
minutes, is that

-Thank you.

-Jacques.

-It's obvious that

-Hello, Miss Levasseur.

You know
Mr. Attorney General?

-Are we no longer familiar with each other?

It is going to be difficult,
for confidences.

-I don't understand.

-Pillow secrets,

that you repeat
to make you important.

Even if it must fuck up
a guy and me.

-There is surely a misunderstanding.
-Yes surely.

When you sleep with someone,
we should not be ashamed of it,

Sir.

-I'm sorry, gentlemen, I

I don't understand at all
what happened.

-It's not that one.

The Héry affair, I told you,
not Erulin, Héry.

-We don't see anything there.

I've asked twice now
let's change the light bulbs.

-It's not funny, archives.

The boss is angry,
but it will pass to him.

I could say
a little word for you.

-I need someone.
-You shouldn't say that.

-I'm not fine ?
You have a problem ?

Hery.

-He pissed you off again, huh?

-Thank you, Sondy.

-You're welcome, sweetie.

You are stubborn, but deep down,
you have it bad.

I knew it wasn't
a job for you.

-Don't smoke, Sondy,
you're going to set me on fire.

-You know, when you questioned
little Genere,

needed a report.

Always need a report.

We may have worked on it a little,
okay, it's possible.

But he ended up confessing
that he was selling drugs.

It had to be written,
because in this profession,

We must not have any illusions.

-And me,
I have illusions about it.

-Your Genere anyway,
he possessed you well.

With the record he has
and his little friends

who continue to charge it,
it will take as much as possible.

-And that doesn't bother you?

-But no, since he is guilty.
-What do you know?

What if he had a boyfriend?

A boyfriend
that he would not want to denounce.

The mayor's nephew, do you know?

-What are you talking about ?

The mayor's nephew?

It's amazing,
you just discovered

that the nephew sleeps with a PD
drug dealer and drug dealer.

All we have to do is make an announcement!
You're completely crazy!

-I thought you would help me,
Probes.

-Help you

We know her reputation.
But there has never been any proof.

-What if I had some?

-Good advice: let it go.

-OK.

I will manage on my own.

-Alright Alright.

If you're pissed, don't say
that I didn't give you the signal.

-Mr. the mayor, do you count
take legal action

-A press release will be published.
A little patience, gentlemen.

-Police methods said
that your nephew was framed

by questionable methods.

-It's true that he suffered
pressures?

-Is it legal?

-Gentlemen, I don't know
what outcome will this matter have,

but I want to say this:

in this case, the police
only did his duty.

Don't wait for me to attack
this or that of its officials.

NOW,
the word is for justice.

-That's for the gallery.

Levasseur, behind the scenes,
It's going to be his party.

-We're finally going to laugh.

-Health.

-So, you're happy,
it's glory.

-Luckily we have Levasseur,
no one would ever talk about us.

A phone rings.

...

-Come in.

-Bonjour.

Sit down.

Bravo for the photo
in the newspaper.

Charming, determined,
really good.

This is also the opinion
of the minister himself.

He charged me with you
convey his congratulations.

With nuances.

Because
you put everyone

in the face of a fait accompli.

And when it comes to someone
like the mayor's nephew,

with relationships
that he has in government,

that's not the method
the most recommended.

Have you read
opposition newspapers?

Do you understand what I'm trying to say.

-But Génère was going to be condemned.

-What do you know about it?

Perhaps he was going to denounce
the mayor's nephew at the trial.

We would have had the same results.

Less trouble.

Naturally, you, prudence,
the measure, do not know.

As in private life.

-My private life
don't look at anyone.

-If she remained private.

But the story of the slap,

right in the palace,
before the prosecutor.

Place Beauvau,
they love gossip.

With you, they are served.

And you fucked up
the mess in the services.

And they want my skin.

So now what
what are we going to do with you?

-Is that all you're taking?
-Oui.

I shipped everything else
in a trunk.

-You know,
personnel movements,

it’s part of the job.

-Oh, stop, Sondy.

This mutation,
It’s not advancement.

Bonnard is very happy
to get rid of me.

You warned me, by the way.

-You are mad at me because
that I let you down.

But you know, if I had followed you,

Today,
there would be 2 of us taking the train.

I have a wife and 3 kids,
moi.

-Yes, I know.

Come on, let's hurry,
my father is waiting for me at the station.

-Okay, well, goodbye.

Okay, okay, I'll go.

Attends.

I didn't want to show that
to your mother,

but you have to tell me.

What is true
in there?

-"Gentle police violence.

"This mutation would be due
with a fiery temperament

"of the beautiful divorcee
who had slapped,

"no, a common suspect
in a police station,

"but a magistrate
right in the courthouse.

"Their intimate disagreement
will not be carried on the box spring."

What does it matter to you?

You clearly see
that it's a gossip newspaper.

-If it is written,
there was something.

-I am 28 years old.

I would like us to stop
to tell me what I should do.

There is something, yes.
Nothing I can be ashamed of.

Ni toi.

Hein ?

-Good bye.

Bye.

...

Soft music

...

-Excuse me,
Is it you, Corinne Levasseur?

-Oui.

-I am Inspector Simbert.

-Ah, hello.
-Did you have a nice trip ?

-Yes thanks.
-I'll take you home.

-Commissioner Porel,
When will I see it?

-At this hour,
the commissioner left.

You are in such a hurry
to begin ?

-It's a small room
rue de Thionville.

It's not great, but anyway,
It's just to help you out.

If you don't like it,

you can always
find something else.

-My luggage has arrived?
-Yeah, 2 days ago.

I can't leave
permanence for too long.

-Of course.

-I must leave you
get by.

See you tomorrow.
-See you tomorrow, thank you.

-Are you Miss Levasseur?

I will show you,
it's up there.

It's not very big,
but it's well heated.

You can help yourself
of the bathroom,

but only
3 times a week.

There is a stove
for your morning coffee,

but you won't
the kitchen, right?

Frankly,
I prefer to rent to men.

Women are always
washing clothes

in the sink
or to cook something.

Bon

I'll let you settle in.

It's true
that you are in the police?

What exactly are you doing?

-I am an inspector.

-There are women
in the police now?

It must be hard.

-Yes, sometimes it's hard.

Good evening madam.

-Good evening.

Soft music

...

-3 out of 6, you practice
not enough, old man.

Come on, Simbert.

Ah well, that’s very good.

Nice group shot.

Well done, Simbert.

Fire

Miss, over to you.

Did you shoot often?

The internship,
How were you rated?

-Like that.

-Okay, well, go ahead.

5 out of 6 is not bad.

-You see, when we are
on the right side of the gun,

there's no need to be afraid.

-I'm not afraid, I don't like it.

-Roc, another box,
It won't hurt you.

-Shall I take you back to the office?

-I don't mind.

-Here is the city of Schuler
which houses 3,000 workers.

There is also the chain
of De Schuler stores

who clothes and feeds them.

This is the boulevard
Maxime De Schuler.

And here is the De Schuler bank.

-They also have a bank?

-2 banks:
the mines, the foundry.

And then, for the sake of a clear conscience,
there is even the De Schuler hospital.

This is the De Schuler stadium.

There behind,
the De Schuler swimming pool.

-And what is this nabob like?

-An 84 year old mummy
who takes care of his family

under an iron fist.

Ah, it's quite a dynasty
the De Schulers.

Hey, they were already there,
under Napoleon III.

They have survived all regimes.

-You seem well informed.

You're not from here, though.

-Before, I was in Mulhouse.

Police sirens

-Here, here is your paper.

You see
that it wasn't complicated.

-Thank you sir.

-The next time,
you pay attention.

Bye Madam.

-Okay, for today,
it goes like this.

Here, this is it for you.
Simbert, tu descends ?

-Yes, I'm finished, I'm coming.
-I'll wait for you downstairs.

-Goodbye see you tomorrow.
-Bye.

-You can type this for me
in 3 copies?

It won't be long.

So, how are you ?

You get used here,
Are your colleagues nice?

-Very nice, yes.
-Bon.

Finally, if something
It's not okay, you tell me.

-Mr. Commissioner ?

-Oui ?

-When is it
What else will I do?

-Something else ?

-Well yes, issue the permits,
classify reports

I know someone
must do it, but...

-Oui,
someone has to do it.

Until further notice,
it will be you.

-It's an intern's job.
I am an inspector.

I'm not in the police
to shuffle paperwork.

-Mademoiselle,
you were assigned here

without being asked for my opinion.

You have 5 years of shop,
but you are still young.

And you are a woman.

I don't want to send you
on delicate matters,

even less
dangerous missions.

You have ambition.

You might be a commissioner,

in my place.

In the meantime, be content
to do what you are asked.

It won't be bad.

The door closes.

Melancholic music

...

-How much do I owe you ?

-6 francs 50, please.

...

They laugh.

-Hey, can you come help us?

-Moi ?

-Yeah.

Intertwined words

...

-Here, can you wear this?
Merci.

...

-I'll take the rest.
Yes, yes, I'm coming.

...

-I'm going out, on the liquid.

I walk around on the Aquavit.

And can I?

-Who are you ?

-I am the driver,
Mr. Puntila.

-What are you ?
Say again.

-I am your driver.

-Wait, children.
Not here, this, in the dressing rooms.

-So we do it
when, this wedding scene?

-It's delicate, these things.

Say, I don't know you,
toi.

-I'm here, incognito.

-A foreigner who is not from here.

It becomes captivating.

-I wanted to see
what you were doing.

Master Puntila and his valet, Matti.

We really feel
in a cultural center.

-If the boss heard you.

-For what ?
Is he stubborn like that?

-Worse than that, he sucks.

It's me.
-No that's not true.

-Yes, yes, I swear.

Marcel Backmann.
-Corinne Levasseur.

-I have been running the house for 2 years.

I was intrigued in a way
abject for having La Rochelle,

but the holder clings,
so in the meantime, here I am.

-With “Brechte”.

-With “Brekt”.

-Pardon.

-Say, later,
after repeating it,

we're all going to tease
sauerkraut at Braneur.

They remain open for us.
Don't you want to come?

-Oh no, I can't.
It is already late.

-Come on, what.

Tomorrow is Sunday.

-All right.

Brouhaha

-I will tell you
a little story.

They cheer for the waitresses.

-Who wants a sausage?

-Moi !
-We !

-Women first,
I apologize, Miss.

-A little bit.
-Oui.

-Merci.
-Ca ?

-Oui.

-You know,
my wife was an English teacher.

She always wanted to set me up
his translations of Shakespeare.

And it is for that
that we separated.

Si, they are chasing you.

She saw that I would go up
never his Coriolanus,

she packed up.

At least you're not married.
-Non.

-Hey, be careful,

he courts you,
and then after,

you all meet again
taking apart sets.

He did it to me.

-I never courted you.

What are you going to make him believe?

Maybe you could
work with us.

Eh, outside of your job,
I mean.

What can you do ?

-Read write.

-No joke?
GOOD.

You also know how to type
by machine?

It could be useful to us.
Volunteer, we don't have credit.

-It seems difficult to me.
-For what ?

What are you selling?

Greek, Latin, French?

I see you well

French teacher
in a girls' college

with lots of copies
to correct in the evening.

They laugh.

-Aren't you in taxes?

-She looks like she has letters.

I'm betting on the PTs.

...

-Neither ?

-No, but seriously,
what are you doing ?

-I'm in the police.

-Hey, are you kidding?

-No it is true.

I am an inspector.

-In the theater, that's what
which we call “an effect”.

-You see Backmann, culture,

it always ends
in repression.

-Your baton,
do you have it with you?

-Oh.

-Guys, you won't
make a meal of it

because Backmann does
chicken gringe?

-You start like this,
you end up with a CRS.

-Very funny.

-Piss off, Backmann.

-It's better that I leave you.

-But no, stay, let's see.
They're idiots, they're messing around.

-What I like in people
like you, it's tolerance.

-Yes, but tolerance,

there are houses for that.

-It wasn't Brecht who said that.

-Well, hats off!

If the cops start citing
of Claudel,

we're never going to get out of this.

Soft music

...

There's a knock at the door.

-Excuse me
for disturbing you so early.

The baker committed suicide
in the city of De Schuler.

The boss asks
that you go there.

-He wants me to go
all alone ?

For what ?

There is no more
envelopes to glue?

-We are all busy elsewhere.

The car is downstairs,
I'll leave it to you with an agent.

-All right.
-That I won't forget.

The studio that my wife
found you,

Maybe you should decide.

-Yes, I'll take care of it
as soon as possible, thank you.

...

Isn't that suicide?

-And and.

They're all up there.
Come, I'll take you.

-By making her vomit,
you saved her.

But I'm going all the same
have her hospitalized.

-Hello doctor.
-Hello miss.

Don't question him
right away.

She is still in shock.

-Well me,
I have to take the father.

There is a formal complaint.
-What happened ?

-The little one will explain it to you.
She was the one who filed the complaint.

-Come with me.

-Bastard!

The crowd shouts.

-Bastard!

...

-Garbage!

-Yesterday, I went to the police
and I said everything.

That's why
that they came this morning.

So, mom,
she was so ashamed.

-She didn't know
really nothing before that?

-She pretended nothing.

Once,
I tried to tell him,

she told me that I was
a liar, a vicious one.

Again,
supposedly I was crazy.

-And how did it start?

-The first time, I was 12 years old.

He told me it was normal.

What all dads did
like that.

He put the pillow on me
on my head so I don't scream.

And then he said:

"If you tell,
You will go to prison.”

I no longer dared to fall asleep.

I always thought
that he was going to come.

So in my bed,
I covered myself with my toys,

with my school books,
but he took everything away.

He did it anyway.

-Did it last 6 years?

-Afterwards, I got used to it.

But last year,
he made me a baby.

SO...

So, we went to Thionville
see a good woman.

-Why don’t you have it?
said before?

-My mother, I tell you.

She didn't want to know.

And the other people,
What would they have thought?

He's my father, after all.

-In the end, you were fine
to the police, all the same.

-It is because
that he started with Aurélie.

-Your little sister ?
-Oui.

...

-Hello Mrs.
-Bonjour.

-I'll bring you Aurélie Leroux.

-Yes, just a moment.

Hello ?

Little Leroux has arrived.

Okay, very good.

We're coming to get her
right away,

if you want to sit down.

-Oui.

-Come on, go sit down.

You see, there are lots of children.

You'll be fine here.

-Will I stay here long?

-I don't know.

You know well
that your mom is in the hospital.

Your father is traveling.

Your big sister can't
take care of yourself.

-Yes, I will wait for mom
when she comes back.

-But you can't be
all alone in your house.

-Listen, you're a little girl.

-Bonjour.

Hello, Aurélie.

You just arrived
for lunch time.

You come with me ?
-One.

-Can't I go with you?
-Non.

No, I'll just see you.

I promise you.

Goodbye, sweetie.

-Bonjour.

Bonjour.

You are the planter
children now?

-Sometimes, yes.

At the police station,
it's not always the baton.

-For the other evening,
I wanted to tell you...

-I do not care.

-The others were really stupid,
I apologize for them.

-It never happens to them,
to your friends,

to look around?

The little
that I just brought here,

she was raped by her father,
She's not even 10 years old.

SO,
what can we do ?

What do you offer,
YOU ?

Instead of kidding about Brecht
while eating sauerkraut.

-Seen like that, of course.

Only, in this society,
everything has to be done again.

If not to do, then...

-But meanwhile
that you did it again,

who will take care of Aurélie,
right here right now ?

YOU ?

Person.

-I wouldn't
let's stay like that.

You do not want
Let's see each other this evening?

-I can't this evening, I'm moving.

-All the more reason you will need
with a helping hand.

-All right.

...

-Pardon,
Did you hurt yourself?

-Non.
-Go for it.

-No, go ahead.
-You are welcome.

-It is more convenient.
-I'm going, excuse me.

-What's in there,
stones?

-Oh, books are heavy.

That's it, we're arriving.

-You just have to put it there.

Voilà.

It will ?

-It's better.

-Sit down.

You want to drink something ?

-It's not a refusal.
-Oui.

-Okay, I'll see what I have.

I don't have much, I don't think.

-It's not bad here.

-Compared to what she had before,
It's day and night.

-You know ?

-Oui,
at a good old woman's house.

She couldn't take
a bath whenever she wanted.

-Ah good ?
-Plus, there were cockroaches.

-Cockroaches ?
In the bathtub ?

-No, everywhere.

In old houses,
it’s often like that.

-Yes, it’s often like that
in old houses.

-There you go, that's all I have left,
I'm sorry.

-But it will be just fine.

-I don't have a glass.

-Cheers.

-Health.

-It feels good.

I have to leave you,
my wife is waiting for me.

-OK.

-Okay, goodbye.

-Bye.

-Didn’t I introduce you?
I'm sorry.

Monsieur Backmann,
Brecht specialist,

house manager
of the culture.

Inspector Simbert,
a colleague of mine.

-Delighted.

-Good evening.

-Bye.
-Goodbye thanks.

-Well, you see.

You still collaborated
with the police.

Police siren

...

*Rhythmic music

...

-It will.

And isn’t this one there?

-Not today,
Sunday, he goes to the ball.

-At the Bal ?

And the rest of you,
Aren't you going to the ball?

-No me,
I kept some money

to send to children.

...

-Have you done boxing?

-A little, boss.

-Where you work ?
-In the factory.

-Which ?

-In the factory over there.
-Over there.

-Hey,
That's not your real name.

-Yes, that's my name, I swear.
I'm in good standing.

-Okay, you're going to come with us,
We'll check at the police station.

Fracas

- Shoot him
in the legs, shoot!

He groaned.

He pants.

Ambulance siren

...

-Not shiny.

-I aimed at the legs,
but at this distance...

-So, finally,
is it him or is it not him?

-Maybe we'll know one day,
if he doesn't die.

-He will die ?
-I don't know.

If you had pulled your legs,
he wouldn't be there.

-Thanks anyway,
you may have saved my life.

-It's nothing,
it’s the professional reflex.

-Oui.

It's the professional reflex.

The children are screaming.

...

-Bastard.
-Someone go get him.

...

-Hey, come see!

Come !

-Is it Etiennette?

-Is that her?

-Yes, I tell you, she's my daughter.

My Etiennette.

-Go home, Mr. Muller,
we'll come see you.

-Come on, Robert, it’s useful
There's no point staying here, come on.

-Roc ?

SO ?

-We can't find the shoes.

-It means
that she wasn't killed here.

She was transported.
Keep looking.

-We will find
who did this?

-Yes, we will do what is necessary.
-Yes as usual.

-Come on, go home,
Ladies and gentlemen.

-You two will see
a little about the people of the surrounding area.

Sometimes someone
saw something.

Afterwards, you will pass
at the child's parents.

And try to be back
at 5 a.m. at the office.

Come on.

We will take stock.

- Where is he going?
-Yes, yes, I'm done.

Ladies, thank you,
Goodbye.

-Goodbye, ladies.

SO ?

-Well, as usual,
no one saw anything, heard anything.

Did you get anything?

-Nothing at all.

People are closed
like oysters.

-Eh yes,
it’s the country that wants that.

We'll see here.

-Who lives there?

-Doctor Godiveau.

An old pain in the ass.

-Bunch of little idiots!
Brutus, come on.

-It smells like a menagerie.

-Come on, come on, come on.

-Mr. Godiveau?

-Mauriac!
Damn it!

You're not going to eat
the part of others.

Everyone has their own plate, damn it.

It's not open in the morning,
come back this afternoon.

-Mauriac, you fucking jean,
you haven't finished yet?

-Doctor, Inspector Simbert,
Inspector Levasseur.

-To the police?

I don't give a damn about the police.

I've had my fill.

It's not going to start again,
For God Sake.

-It's about the crime next door.

-The crime ?

What crime?

The world is full of crime.

Ah !
Malraux!

Salopiaud !

Oh, you peed again
on books.

He pees everywhere, Malraux.

A cat meows.

He's laughing.

Hey well,
you want me to confess to you,

it delights me...

to see the French police
represented by a midinette

and a Senegalese.

To confirm
everything I predicted.

The conspiracy is in full swing.

We talked about it, Montherlant.

-Doctor, Doctor have you
noticed something

last night or even last night?

-I saw nothing, heard nothing.

I do not want it anymore
to make me upset,

to make me eat my kidneys.

They did everything
to get me shot.

...

I was purified.

7 manuscripts were burned for me,
so now, motus.

Sewn ears, sewn eyes,
my lips are sealed.

Notice to the ass-clappers,

the polytherapist no longer responds.

-Goodbye, Doctor.
-I'm not taking you back.

Gallimard ?

Where are you still hiding?
Eh !

You pimp.

Salopiaud.

-This guy is incredible.
Is he really a doctor?

-Actually, he is no longer a doctor.

He was removed from the council of the order
a long time ago.

That doesn't stop him from winning
his life with its bites,

a serum of his invention
which is rejected by the faculty.

-Is he a healer?
-You heard: a polytherapist.

-Ah, a polytherapist, yes.

Bells ring in the distance.

...

-They don't even have me
let her see her.

They took her right away.

-It's better like that,
Madame Muller.

-When I saw she was coming back
not yesterday, last night...

I thought she was
went to grandma's house.

She was there, on the slag heap.

My little Etiennette.

-Don’t talk about that anymore, Mrs. Muller,
you are hurting yourself.

Courage.

-Goodbye, Colonel.
-Bye.

-Miss, inspector.

-Courage, old man.

And if you ever need
whatever it is,

don't hesitate for a second.

-Mes respects, mon colonel.

-Is he a colonel?
-Finally, retired.

It's Colonel Morange.

Personnel director
foundries.

But it's especially the right arm
you duc De Schuler.

Excuse me, Mr Muller,

but I have to ask you
some questions.

You believed that Etiennette
had spent the night

at his grandmother's place.

It happened to him often
to stay there?

-Never without warning us.

-Yes, it's like last time
where she returned after midnight.

We should never have left her.

-And no one saw Etiennette,
last night, in the neighborhood?

-I saw her.

-You saw it ?

-Oui.

Around the corner from the doctor's house.

-What's your name ?

-This is my daughter, Solange Watin.

She was a friend of the little girl.

You hurt everyone
with your questions.

-Did you speak to Etiennette?

-No, she was with a gentleman.

-With a gentleman, but which one?
You know him ?

-I'm not sure, it was dark.

- Could you recognize him?

-I believe.

-So, at 7 p.m.,
suddenly,

you decide
to take a drive.

But I already told you that.

I wanted to push her
on the Lorgeville road.

It was heating up.

Not everyone can
buy a Rolls.

-You are back
in Lorgeville at 7:30 p.m.

You store your car
in the street.

Hold...

For what ?

-Why not ?

We're not in the gulag yet.

-But you have a garage,
Mr. Godiveau.

-There was a van
just in front of.

-You haven't met
someone ?

Someone you talked to.

-A little girl, for example.

-A little girl who, afterward,
entered your home.

-Oh, that's it.

The messy party starts again!

Purification!

-Godiveau, last night,
someone saw you talking

to little Etiennette Muller.

You have been formally identified.

-Anything, anything.

They would invent anything
to have my skin.

There's a knock at the door.

-Mr. Commissioner,
we have the forensic report.

-Ah, they are strong, the Jews.

Police sirens

-According to the forensic doctor,
she was strangled

with a piece of fabric.

Scarf or towel.

That, we suspected.

Between midnight and half past midnight,
she was dragged and carried

to the place
where we found it.

We suspected that too.

Ah.

The little one was not a virgin.

-Yes, she was raped.

-No, before death, there was
no sexual violence.

-Well then ?

-Well, it's simple.

She had had intercourse
sex within hours

preceding his death,
but without violence.

And it wasn't the first time.

-A 12 ans ?
-Yeah, at 12.

-Thank you,
I don't need you anymore.

-I am here to carry
glasses of water, me.

-What are you looking for,
Finally ?

You know very well that it's Godiveau.

You saw his file at the office,
nothing but urinals.

-Precisely, me,
I don't see an old homosexual

strangle a little girl.

-You know, when we have a vice,
we are capable of anything.

-Is it all in Etiennette?

-Yes, gifts.

-These are nice gifts.

Did you give it to him?

-Oh, I don't know anymore.

Parents, friends...

For his birthday.

Haven't you finished digging?
What are you looking for ?

-Don't take it the wrong way,
M. Muller.

It's always like that,
investigation.

-Ah, those were his little ones
memories of her.

This is at his school party,

with his mistress,
Madame Pélissier.

And that was last summer,
on vacation in Berck.

-Hey, but there’s Solange there.

Where is it ?

-Oh, that’s the workshop
photography,

at the house of culture.

And this one,
it's with his little cousin Félix,

the son of my sister Josette.

-On and go?

-Yes, let's go.

...

-Say, Muller,
you receive some, beautiful people.

Why do they come to search?
at your place ?

Instead of searching
in beautiful neighborhoods,

we come to search the victim's home.

It's easier, huh?

-What does it mean ?
-It means what it means.

-Goodbye, Mr. Muller.
Bye Madam.

-Stop me here.

I'll meet you at the police station.
-All right.

-Hello, Solange.

You recognize me ?

Oh yes, you recognize me.

You have the same skates
than Etiennette.

You were shopping
with her ?

-Yeah, sometimes.

-When I was little,
I also had skates.

Not the same.

You've had them for a long time,
yours ?

You do not want to answer me ?
-Non.

-And those of Etiennette?

Who bought them for him?

Wouldn’t that be Doctor Godiveau?

-Non.

-Non ?
Someone else ?

-Yes, someone else.

-Another gentleman?

Hein ?

Don't you want to tell me his name?

-I do not know him.
And then, it's not even true.

-What's not true?
-Leave me.

-It's not the kids
who needs to be pissed off.

-What I concern myself.

-I know, people always tell me that,
It seems that I lack tact.

-And apart from that, what do you do?

-Apart from that, I am a turner.

Metal turner.

Finally, I was,
because at the De Schulers,

we don't like it very much
trade unionists.

So now,
I'm unemployed.

-It gives you time to
criticize the work of others.

Earlier, at the Mullers,

What did your sentence mean?
in beautiful neighborhoods?

-Ah, Godiveau.

The ideal culprit, Godiveau,
hein ?

Nobody can blame him.

Yes, an old PD,
former collaborator.

Ah, you can go.

Push it in well.
Everyone will applaud you here.

During this time,
villains full of money

will continue to traffic
with the kids from the settlements.

-You know things.

Why aren't you going to say them?
to Commissioner Porel?

-So that he throws me out?
-But of course.

Vicious people full of money,
It's a bit vague, isn't it?

Evidence is needed
before accusing people.

Non ?

-Go see Dominique Allier,

the photograph
from the house of culture,

you will see if he doesn't have any,
proofs.

-You know how much it costs,
solicitation?

-It's been 3 times that you
take me on board this week.

-Miss Levasseur,
in my office.

-If we don't work,
How are we going to pay our fines?

-Ah, now is not the time.
You come ?

-We're just asking you
a little discretion.

-What were you doing with this guy?

Diego Cortes?

Sit down.

Ah yes, everything is known
in small towns.

I do not want
let my inspectors show off

with anyone.

-It was he who wanted to speak to me.

-He's an anarchist
with twisted ideas.

He fucked up
at the foundries before being fired.

In the campaign against the factory
atomic, he was there too.

And you show yourself
with this guy you.

-I did not know.
Now I will be careful.

But still, he told me
a weird story.

-Oh, I have no doubt about that.

-On children, it seems...
-Oh yes.

Perverted children.
I was waiting for that one.

Do you remember
of the rumor from Orléans?

It's the same thing.

Since you have been here,

you have already seen
parents file a complaint?

And your Cortés,
was he able to give you a name?

-Yes, Allier.

Dominique Allier.

-What does he do ?

-He runs the workshop
at the house of culture.

And sometimes he takes
children in the countryside,

take pictures.

Look.

There, it's Dominique Allier.

Little Muller was
one of his students.

There, it's Solange Watin.

-So what ?
They also go to class.

You will suspect
School's director ?

Maybe they go to catechism.

You will also say
that the priest was jumping them, right?

-Vichery.
-Oui ?

-Go get Miss Levasseur.
-Good, commissioner.

-Come by tomorrow morning
at the police station.

-Yes, but we will touch
still unemployment?

-Of course.

-Inspector,
the commissioner asks you.

-You wanted to talk to me?

-Yes, you will go with Simbert

pay a little visit
to Mr. Allier.

-There is news ?

-Levasseur,
when someone tells me something,

I always check.

Your Ally,
he was convicted twice

for indecent assault
on minors under 13 years old.

-And he directs
a children's workshop?

-Oh, you won't
blame me for that too.

-Ah, your mandate.

-Merci.

-I don't know what you're looking for,

but I think
that things are going to be crazy at the town hall.

It's not the first time
that the cops annoy us,

They never found anything here.

You think we're smoking
hash for kids?

Here they learn photography,
that's all.

-That's not bad.

Did they do this?

-Yes, yes, we teach them everything:
to develop, to draw, to dry.

When they know how to do all that,

there is more to develop
their artistic sense.

-You often take them
walking ?

-Oh yes, every Wednesday,
when it's sunny.

I teach them
to make landscapes.

And look, that too,
they are the ones who did it.

It's nice, isn't it?

-What is this
what this place?

-It's nothing, a house.
-She's yours ?

-No, I rent it,
for weekends.

-We are going to go there.
-I don't recommend it.

You know, the owner,
it's Colonel Morange.

-On and go?
-I'm going to call the commissioner.

-Is this a barracks here?
What is happening ?

I'm the director!

What is this story ?
Dominique, what’s wrong?

-Don't worry, Marcel,
it's nothing.

It will work itself out.

You want to go to the colonel,
We are going to go there.

-A bored educator,
it's going to make noise.

-An educator who has already
2 convictions.

-They choose you
to come and annoy me.

You made yourself
reprimand for Godiveau.

So, you arrest Dominique.
-We don't stop him, we check.

Did you know Dominique Allier?

Before hiring him,
did you know who it was?

-What does it mean ?

The deputy mayor sent it to me.

Allier is a friend,
Godiveau, trash.

He denounced Jews,
wrote horrors.

-That's not the problem.

It's about knowing
if he is guilty,

and that's all.

-Today like yesterday,
he's a bastard.

-What if he is innocent?

-Let him die!

-So, are you happy?

You might fuck me up
peace now.

-What is that ?

-That's a shed.

-What's in there?
-I don't know.

It's for storing equipment.
-We'll go see.

-If it amuse you.

-There's nothing up there.

-And there?
-Nothing but papers.

-What's in there?

-I don't know,
the colonel's affairs.

I don't think he would like it
let's look inside.

-Do you have the key?

-No, I never opened it.

-Is that the colonel reading Mickey?

Look at.

More...

It's little Solange.

Solange Watin.

-Yes that's it.

-And there, Etiennette.

-They're all children
of the region.

-So, this is yours?

-Non,
I'm as surprised as you.

It's the colonel's,
he is the one who must be questioned.

-We'll see that.
Come on, take him.

-You are going to arrest me for
4 photographs found?

I tell you it's...
-Take him on board.

-My old man, you are not finished
to hear about that.

-New York, New York.

Los Angeles, Los Angeles.

The Angels.

Do you remember the circular
who came from Paris?

-California police said
not just in their porn magazine,

there was also
French material?

We didn't know where it came from.
-Now we know.

And there, names with numbers.

Customers and suppliers.

-In any case,
It’s a beautiful crowd.

All the cream of the region.

Inspector.

I found this in
the boiler, half burned.

-Etiennette's shoe.

-But yes,
That’s exactly his description.

-She's a liar.

You know it well
that you are a liar.

-No, I'm not a liar.

You made us do
photos with Gilou, right?

Just ask Marie-Jo
and to Nathalie’s brother.

And to Odile Mercier.

-So, this Gilou,
they all talk about it.

-I don't know, he's a guy
that I had as a mason

to fix up the house.

He went home,
in Bordeaux,

he stayed in the courtyard,
they must have seen it 2, 3 times.

-His name, his address.

-I don't know,
I tell you he's gone again.

-In the photos, it was Gilou.

He hid his face
so that we wouldn't recognize him.

-She is a mythomaniac.

For Godiveau,
she made you walk.

-Are you kidding me ?
What about the other children?

It's not much
mythomaniacs?

And the doctors?
And all the photos?

-The photos, I don't know.
For Etiennette, it's not me.

-And his shoe
in the boiler?

-But it's not okay?
Are you blaming me for everything?

There are lots of people
who come to my house

when I'm not there,
they had to burn them.

It's you who says
that they are his.

In fact, it suits you, that
allows you to whiten Godiveau.

-It's okay, take him.

-It's not because
I have a record.

I rented it to Colonel Morange.
-Get rid of this.

-Be careful, you shouldn't
piss me off too much,

because I can get wet
of the world, me.

-Come on, Solange, it’s over.

-Of course,
nothing to the press about the colonel.

We'll be pissed off enough
for renting to this scum.

A phone rings.

...

...

-I'll give it back to you.
She was great.

-My little girl.

It's impossible for this to be true,
all this dirt.

-You have to be patient,
you have to be nice.

-Fuck, at 12 years old,
You have to be patient ?

We see she's not your daughter.
-It's not his fault.

Come on, goodbye, Solange,
merci.

...

-Bye Madam.
-Goodbye, Mr. Watin.

...

-That works ?
-Not so bad.

-Bonjour.

-Bonjour.
Hold this for me.

I did not think
that you were going to come.

Tell me, you have nothing
against the priests, you?

-Ah no, not particularly,
Why ?

-I would like to introduce you to some
one that will interest you.

-Hi, Jean-Pierre.

-Bonjour.

-You see, she came.

-Bonjour.
-He is Father Henning.

-Sit down.

Okay, for the fair,
we'll see later.

I was impatiently waiting for you.

I am happy
that you came.

Really.

This is what I found
the day before last night in Lille.

-How did you find them?

Children's porn magazines
are prohibited in France.

-With all the young people passing by,

I learn more than you
in your police station.

We can buy this
in a shop in old Lille.

-Which store?

- A sex shop.

Finally, a sex shop not
just like the others,

where can you find these magazines,

then not bad
other prohibited things.

-The owners
have no problems?

-Oh no, exactly no.

Officially, the store
is managed by Mrs. Yriex.

Nadine Yriex.

In fact, the real owner
of the shop,

it's Colonel Morange.

You see.

Until we do it to him
trouble, that one.

-Do you have any proof?

-Are you free
tomorrow ?

-Photos taken by Allier
with the kids,

it's Nadine Yriex
which sends them to California.

She has the exclusivity
American magazines

for all of Europe.

And the one who touches
the profits are Morange.

-He knows you are there,
your commissioner?

-Of course.
-And what does he say?

-That I'm wasting my time.

-I'll take these 3 for you.

-Be careful, they are going to come out.

-Is that her, Nadine Yriex?

-It's her, yes.

The beautiful Gilou.

-When I think
that there is a warrant out for him.

-Stop it now,
you're throwing everything away.

-Hi, Madame Christiane.

Can I have my gypsies?
-Oui.

Voilà.

-Thank you, see you tonight.
-Bye.

Suspense music

...

-Make a pass at the little one there.

...

-See you later.
-See you later.

-A pack of gypsies,
Please.

-A pack of gypsies.

-Bonjour.

-Merci.

Do you have lighters?
-Oui.

What lighter do you want?
-What do you have ?

-Goodbye, Bertrand.

-Do you want chocolates?
Candy ?

-They're going out.

-Jean-Pierre, you stay there.

...

And now you believe it?

But what do we do?

-But nothing, I can't do anything.
I don't have a mandate.

I'm not even
in my jurisdiction.

-Me, I'm not a cop,
I don't need a warrant.

-Diego, wait, that’s stupid...

-What are you doing here, bitch?
What do you want ?

Are you having problems?

You stink, I don't like your face,
do you want me to sleep with you?

What are you doing here?
Talk to me, answer.

You got lost there,
as if by chance.

-What are you doing ?

-She doesn't want to talk,
we're going to bed.

-Come on, I'll show you.

-We're going to bed,
and we're going to fuck her

each in turn,
we're going to set him on fire.

We're going to garden it.

-I'll show you what we do
to little children?

-Spread her thighs.
A pilgrim arrives.

Leave her.
Get out of there, there's a guy.

-Diego.

-Are you in a lot of pain?

-People to whom I have not given back
only services, at the time.

-You weren't wary enough,
colonel.

You have been, let's put it this way,
imprudent.

-Good, my lawyers will advise.

But, already,
I wonder:

is this really necessary
to file a complaint?

-That, I don't recommend it to you.

-Of course it is useless
to stir up all this mud.

The essential,
it's just this scum

be punished, right?

Well, goodbye, Commissioner.

Ah, Grégoire, are you okay?

-It's okay, Colonel, my respects.

-Yes yes,
I'll be there in an hour.

-The Lille public prosecutor’s office will
take the Yriex affair in hand.

You did a great job,
Levasseur.

-But how,
the Lille public prosecutor's office?

Why doesn't it stay with us?

Nadine Yriex and Allier,
it's the same thing.

And Colonel Morange?
-Don't complicate things.

A prostitution network
childish was demolished.

Well, well done.
The rest is politics.

The phone is ringing.

Oui.

Commissioner Porel.

Ah.

Allier has just hanged himself
in his cell.

-This one, we can say that his death
suits everyone.

That he hanged himself
voluntarily or not, that,

We'll never know.

Because Nadine Yriex
and Gilou will not speak.

In exchange,
there is a nice income

who will wait for them
upon their release from prison.

As for Colonel Morange,
he's white like that.

During this time,
the blue ballets,

the pink ballets continue.

-I know.

Soft music

...

-Attention,
you have to remember.

-Etiennette said she was going
have a lot of money,

and that the gentleman,
he was going to give it to her.

-Which sir?
Dominique Allier?

-No, not Dominique Allier,
another gentleman.

Mr Ludovic.
We often saw him in the countryside.

-What was this gentleman like?

-He is nice.

It was he who gave us
skates.

And then he gave
at Etiennette the record player

and then the small television.

-And what is it
What about these money stories?

-It's because the little brother
d'Etiennette was ill.

So she asked him for money.
And he didn't want to give.

She said she would tell everything
to his dad,

he gave the money.

-Attention, Solange,

can you describe it to me
exactly, this gentleman?

-He has glasses
surrounded by iron.

-What's his name again?

-It’s Ludovic,
Mr Ludovic.

-I checked page by page.

No Ludovic.

Besides,
not a single name of the region.

Only addresses
in Sweden and California,

and supporting documents
laboratory.

-Mr. the Judge, there was
around thirty names

people from the region
in the last pages.

Allow.

They were torn off.

Do you remember,
this list of names in the notebook,

at Allier?

In the first,

there was a Ludovic,
a Ludovic something.

A name that came up several times.

Ludovic, you remember,
you even said:

“There are all the elite of the region.”

-I really don't see.

-You tell stories.
What's the matter ?

-Nothing's happening.
I'm just doing my job, that's all.

Come on, go to bed,
you need it.

-So, you don't want to tell me?

-You're annoying me, Levasseur.

-Ludovic of Gueldre.

This is the name you are looking for.

-From Gueldre.

But yes, Ludovic of Gelderland.

Why didn't you tell me
avant ?

-When you know who it is,
you will understand.

-Ah no, it’s okay now,
you tell me everything.

-He's De Schuler's son-in-law.

He is the president of the foundries

since the old man
passed him the bar.

-He wears glasses
with metal frame?

-Oui.

-Mister the judge,

you really want to question
M. From Gelderland?

This is taking a huge risk.

And if little Watin
don't recognize him?

-Solange Watin will not come.

Her parents sent her away
at an aunt's house,

somewhere in Corrèze.

-Maybe they suffered
pressure, right?

-It was our only charge
against Ludovic De Gueldre.

-A kid
who lied for Godiveau.

-We still have this left.

Pages have been torn out,
but Miss Levasseur

had time to see them,
and Inspector Simbert.

They are sworn, right?

-Mr. the Judge, in this game,
we will all have problems.

-Commissioner, someone
was able to tear out these pages

under your nose or under mine.

We have been,
in this case, rolled.

Will you support me?

-Absolutely.

-You are always ready
to testify?

-Well yes, of course.

-Mr. Judge, I believe
that it is Monsieur De Gueldre.

-And Morange came too.

-What nerve.

The commissioner whistles.

Mr. De Schuler.

The ancestor moved
in person.

-It's been 8 years
that old De Schuler

didn't leave his house...

And you want
always question your son-in-law?

-I always want to educate
the Muller affair.

The phone is ringing.

Hello yes ?

Yes, Mr. Prosecutor.

GOOD.

With her.

Heard.

There will be no hearing of
Mr. De Gueldre, commissioner.

Mr. Prosecutor wants to see us
in a quarter of an hour,

Mademoiselle.

-Well, definitely, we will have seen everything.

-Please sit down.

My dear Becker,
I think this time,

you will agree, we are
well and truly at an impasse.

Your only witness,
little Watin slips away.

God knows
that I warned you about.

See the result?

You think
that if I made you come,

it's not to meddle
police affairs.

Your minister would immediately go
complain to mine.

I would just like
that you understand

how much does the investigation of a case
how delicate this one is.

Put yourself in my place.

Not proof, not a witness.

An empty folder.

Obviously, Godiveau would have been
a perfect culprit.

It is not him,
Let's stop talking about it.

So, the Muller affair,
it's what ?

Who is it ?

The child's murderer,
it is most likely

Allier or this Gilou, his accomplice.

It is obvious that it is
on this side we must look.

Becker, I tell you this
to avoid the mistake

of your career.

-But finally, Mr. Prosecutor,
there is still the black notebook.

-The black notebook,
the pages torn out.

A name barely glimpsed
on a page that has disappeared.

Let's go.

-Mr. Prosecutor,
I saw these pages.

And Inspector Simbert too.

-I have no doubt about it,

but Inspector Simbert
has no memory of it.

And that seems insufficient to me
to issue an indictment.

-But it's you who's talking
indictment, it's not me.

What I ask you,
is to let myself be questioned

people whose names I saw
on the notebook.

-That's what I'm trying
to make you understand.

It's the mentality of a city
from the provinces, everything is known.

Questioning someone is already
cast doubt on his morality.

It is still necessary
presumptions

more serious
to discredit

on a personality too
estimated that Mr. De Gueldre.

Remember that it belongs
to a family that prospers

this region
for several generations.

-Yes, last time,
the mayor's family

earned me my change.

-Hold.

I was told it was
an incompatibility problem

with a public prosecutor,
a substitute,

seems to me.

-I would still have liked
confront little Solange

with Monsieur de Gueldre.

-Let's be a little realistic,
Becker, will you?

-His parents don't want
that she testifies,

because they know her well.

She has already accused Godiveau,
now it's Mr. De Gueldre.

She is capable of inventing
anything.

-There are details that we can't make up.
I spoke with her.

-Oh, as for the details,
she knows a lot

for his age, that's for sure.

When I read his statement
on photo shoots

at the Allier farm.

It's very simple, I don't have
dared to tell this to my wife.

But precisely, Mademoiselle,
it's this early perversion

who should encourage us
to caution.

- To be prudent, yes.

But when it comes
to imprison someone

who did not pay
his television dramas,

we're not talking about caution.

-I know this kind of demagoguery.

I didn't know it was in progress
in the police.

Unfortunately, there is nothing
in this file, Miss.

You understand, it's too easy,
we pronounce

serious accusations
against high-ranking people.

It's causing a stir all the way to Paris.

The Keeper of the Seals
call me for an empty file.

Is not it ?
Vide.

Mademoiselle,
I'll be honest with you:

your good faith is not in question,
but we have to stop.

-The judge was reprimanded
I felt it coming.

You had nothing
to do with the prosecutor.

-I didn't ask for anything.
-This is an indirect blame for me.

The prosecutor is smart,
he yells at me without speaking to me.

I got the message well.

You forget all that,
there's work elsewhere.

-But, Judge Becker...
-Oh no!

Let go of this excited.

They are all the same,
to the judiciary.

Until further notice,
I'm your boss.

Besides, all this escapes us
completely.

It's politics.

It's over for us.

You understand ?

It's finish.

-Eventually,
they are the strongest.

You shouldn't stay
in this rotten environment.

Go away.

Get out before you become
like them.

Look at your judge, even him,
he's ready to let you down.

-It's not true.

If Solange spoke, he would be ready
to restart the affair.

-But you don't understand?

From Schuler, Morange,
they bought them, the Watins,

so as not to let their daughter
testifies.

-It's simpler than that.
Watin is employed at the foundries.

His house belongs to the foundries.

If they take away his job,
his accommodation too.

That's a lot for a worker
45 years old.

-Are you sure of that?

-Colonel Morange
made a little visit.

Everything is known, no one says anything.
De Schuler brings them all to life.

-We will always be fucked.

We'll have to get used to it.

-Not me.

Not me.

An alarm sounds.

...

-I have nothing more to say
to the police, me.

For me, all that is settled,
there's no going back.

-Goodbye, ladies and gentlemen.

-Good bye, sir.

-Solange will not always stay
at his aunt's house.

He hanged himself, Allier,
he wasn't alone.

Remember
what happened to Etiennette.

Solange knows too much
things.

-Are you trying to scare me?
-Oui.

It's because I'm afraid,
me too, for her.

-Solange, she is nice,
You know.

The day I learned,
I slapped him.

You realize ?

I believe
that it was the first time.

-We have to bring her back.

-My wife won't want it.

-What do you want
What do we tell the judge?

You know we don't know anything.
-You, no, Solange, she knows.

That's why,
she has to speak.

-Is it true,
everything she says?

After all, we
We do not know anything.

Then there will be more scandal.

Dirt in the newspapers.

-And also on TV.

-Not to mention that afterwards,
you can look for work.

At your age...

And where will we live?
-And the children?

Are you thinking about the children?

Your neighbors' kids,
of your friends.

It's time to do
something, to stop it.

-I don't know.

Solange, maybe she
won't want to say anything anymore.

In any case, I won't force her.

-Me neither.

-Help me.

What I ask you,
is to bring her back.

-Be careful, Solange.

Its very important.

Look at.

Are you sure it's him?

-Yes, it’s him.
It's Mr. Ludovic.

-How was it going,
did you stay there all day?

-We stay all day,
and then...

Typewriter clicking

...

-So, are you happy?

-I'm not unhappy.

-And do not forget,
snack time is at 5 a.m.

-It will ?

You are happy
that I came to see you?

Soft music

We're going to stand there.

Look at,

I brought you some cakes.

Hold.
-Non.

-What, you don't want it?

-Non.

-But why,
Did you eat too much at lunch?

-No, I didn't eat.

-Have you not eaten?

You have to eat.

You're going to be sick.

...

-Come and get
your file tomorrow morning.

-Hello, Grégoire.
-Bonjour.

-Hello, Eliane.
-Bonjour.

-It will ?

- Dis, the boss already
who wants to talk to you.

-Ah, right away?

There's a knock at the door.

-Come in.

-You made me ask?

-Oui.

Sit down.

Tell me frankly,
Levasseur, finally here, between us.

You really want
stay in the police?

-How so ?

-You never thought
to resign?

-No never.

For what ?

-Let's ask the question differently...

Are you sure the police want
that you stay at her place?

I hasten to tell you
that the idea didn't come from me.

More,
you are spotted in high places.

You suspected that, I imagine.

Discussed
to transfer you once again.

So here it is, the best...

Finally, according to the ministry.

It's a resignation letter.

All you have to do is sign it.

I repeat that it doesn't come from me,
it comes from much higher.

Finally, I also believe
that this is the best solution.

-And if I want to stay
in the police, me?

-You really want to pass
the rest of your days

at the back of an office,
to copy minutes,

with prohibition
to participate in surveys,

to use cars?

Until the day
where we will transfer you

in another position
then a third, a fourth,

with bosses
more and more vagrants,

do you care about it?

-And you, Mr. Commissioner,

what do you think ?

-I knew an inspector
who underwent this treatment

during 4 years.

One night,
he took his service weapon,

he shot himself
in the head.

Understand, Levasseur,
they don't want you anymore.

I point out to you that the judge
Becker was transferred to Ariège.

-So, if I understand correctly,
Ludovic de Gueldre,

Colonel Morange,
Are they going to get out of this?

It doesn't bother you,
to stay in this policy?

-To the police?

She existed before you,
at the police station.

You don't think you'll transform it
to you alone?

She does what she can,
at the police station.

For a company
which isn't even worth it.

You have to take it
as it is or go away.

-You are right.

Even though I'm not a cop anymore,

I am still a witness
in the Muller affair.

And there,
no one will stop me from speaking.

Person.

-Exactly, be careful.

You will find yourself
all alone.

Without weapons, without your colleagues.

You will have to be very careful.

This is the role of the police
to protect witnesses, right?

-In principle, yes.

-She leaves her house.

She gets into a Ford taxi
Granada in gray color.

Registration: 31 16 FA 62.

Soft music

-Can you stop there?

-So what do we do ?
Are you going down or shall we continue?

-Continue.