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RAPH: (Astrid, are you all right?) HINGES CREAK IN DISTANCE

ASTRID: They took my bag. - (I know.)

- ((Oh, fuck.)) - They left my watch, but took my bag.

- ((Yes, I know, Astrid.))

FOOTSTEPS

Wh- what're we doing here? What've we done?

Wh- why were we brought here?

DAGOBERT: Lt Nielsen,

Cmdr Coste.

- My bag.

DAGOBERT: First of all, I apologize for

the cavalier way I arranged our meeting.

We had to make sure that you

were not being monitored or equipped with listening equipment.

- How do you know our names?

Did you instigate the murder of Alice Alliot— uh, Ashley Omaha?

HE LAUGHS

No, not at all, no.

I work for the DGSE.

- The Directorate-General for External Security.

- Oh yeah? That remains to be proven.

- That's exactly what the acronym stands for.

RAPH: So prove to us that you work for the DGSE.

- 'There are six companions that never leave each other.'

- Huh? MOBILE VIBRATES

- It's the code. MOBILE VIBRATES

- The code? MOBILE VIBRATES

- Pick up. . . .

. . .

Yes, dad?

PHILIPPE: My dear, I don't understand. I just received an email

from the Ministry of Defense to 'Cmdr Coste.'

- What did they want?

- Just 'There are six companions that never leave each other.'

- Dad, could your email have been hacked?

- It's ultra-secure. No no, it must come from the minister's office.

What have you gotten into now?

- I- I'll call you back. - Yes. Love you.

- All right, what do you want?

- You were on the point of exposing top secret classified information.

- ((No...))

- You already know too much about this matter.

You leave us no choice. RAPH: Hold on—

—what do you mean, 'no choice'? To do what? GASPS

You- you want to, us-

- You-?

- You... - Execute you?

LAUGHS

- No, not at all!

RELIEVED SIGHS

I would like to recruit you.

♪ JAMES BOND-ESQUE STING

- Well, now that everything is clearer, let me introduce myself.

As is customary here, I won't give you any personal details,

but you can call me Dagobert.

- 'Dagobert,' like the dog * HEROS IN OLD YA NOVEL SERIES

from The Club of 5?* * HEROS IN OLD YA NOVEL SERIES

- Or the Merovingian king.

- If you want. -ASTRID: Mr Dagobert—

—like the dog or the king—

could you please give us the reason for our recruitment?

IT FEELS LIKE FOREVER

- As you already know, Alice Alliot's real name was Ashley Omaha.

- Affirmative. - Yes

- She was a 'sensitive' person,

who benefited from a close-protection program.

RAPH: 'Close-protection'?

Protected by whom? France? The US?

Because it was a great job!

(Meaning the thing completely failed, Astrid.)

- If I say "Troy Link," does it sound familiar?

RAPH: Yeah, "Troy" in English, yeah?

As in Trojan Horse? ASTRID: And Troy Link is also

a transnational criminal entity specializing in

the theft of ultra-sensitive data. - ((You impress me!))

- Exactly.

We're certain that the instigator behind Alice Alliot's murder

is a member of the Troy Link network, if not the brains.

We don't have his identity, so we've

given him the code name 'Achilles.'

He is an extremely dangerous individual.

- An individual who didn't hesitate to kidnap a 6-year-old child.

That's my priority: finding the child safe and sound.

- Whatever your reasons, they converge with ours,

we must find Achilles. - Fine.

- So continue your investigation, only now

you have the protective umbrella

of the French secret services. - And in return?

- In return all I ask is that,

before notifying your superiors- RAPH: We first go through you.

- Correct! RAPH: ((Hmmp.))

- So, they say secret service means special devices:

the direct line between you and me.

Only two uses: calling me directly—

—'Hello, Dagobert?' My number is in there.

And in case of emergency, the Alert button.

press for 3 seconds,

in case of great danger. That's all!

Oh, Quentin, just in time!

But the real weapons of secret agents are

psychology, diplomacy, and above all, maximum discretion.

We're far from James Bond, with

his Aston Martin with ejection seat.

However, we have accessories which make our task easier.

Quentin, show the new recruits the starter kit, please. CATCHES SNAP

EXCITEMENT VOCALIZATION

- Ah... Oh! GASPS

- (Ah!) Wait, excuse me. Quentin?

Quentin— seriously, 'Quentin'? With a Q?

ASTRID: Cmdr Coste,

'Quentin' is spelled Q U E N T I N.

- Excuse me, am I the only one who gets the reference?

Quentin with a Q?

ENGLISH "Q."

"Q." "Q," like "Q."

Like a "Q."

TIRES SQUEAL

- We were dropped off at the same place.

- Yeah. As if we hadn't been abducted.

Oh man, man man man man man!

Astrid— we have to invent something to justify our absence.

- I had not considered things in this way,

but we obviously cannot tell the truth about what just happened.

- We were just recruited by the secret service, so it must remain secret.

- We're going to have to lie. - I know you don't like it, we've no choice.

- Raphaëlle, it's not that I don't like lying, it's that I don't know how.

- It's not really lying, it's just a matter of omitting certain information.

- This is exactly the definition of lying.

SIGHS - Astrid, wasn't it exciting?

Huh? We're secret agents, spies!

We're on a mission.

(We're on a mission. A mission!)

- Good work.

Are you ready to talk to me?

Why are you ghosting me? - Oh! I'm not ghosting you at all!

- Yes you are. - No, no,

I had a problem, my mobile fell in the toilet, don't be paranoid!

So this morning I asked Astrid for help.

We went together to have it repaired, that's all.

- I called her, why didn't you answer, Astrid?

- I had a problem with my mobile, it fell in the toilet, don't be paranoid.

Don't be, don't be, don't...

- Anyway, I need definitely need to re-question our hitwoman.

It'd be good if you found something on Emily Bradway.

There can't be two American women involved for no reason.

Anything else? - Is that all?

- Yes.

- Okay.

- They are repaired!

RAPH: (I have good news for you.)

CAMILLE: A serious lead to find my son?

- (I hope so.)

(I have very highly placed support,

ready to put their tools and skills at your service.)

- What do they gain?

- (They flush out the person who hired you to kill Alice Alliot.)

- Why is she mumbling? - Mm-mmm.

- Why's she covering her mouth?

Is she doing it so we can't hear anything she says?

- Lt Mansour, you talk non-stop,

I can't concentrate.

CAMILLE: I told you, I don't

know who my client is.

- How do you communicate?

Maybe we can get to him that way.

- He phoned me only once

on my mobile to arrange a meet so I can pick up my son,

as if he were rushing things.

- And how did you communicate before that? - I went to the library,

the closest to my house.

In a specific aisle, open a specific book,

in which he had put the items I needed.

- And how did you know that he

was leaving new items?

- There's a lamp on a table that can be seen outside.

If it was off, he had left a message.

- You never thought about monitoring the library,

SCOFFS - You never thought about monitoring the library,

and follow him to your son?

- Yes, of course!

But he spotted me.

Unlike me, he knows what I look like.

He told me that if I did it again,

he'd hurt my son.

ANXIOUS VOCALIZATION

DOOR OPENS

NICO: Raph, we need to talk.

- This isn't the time, Nico. - No, all four of us need to talk.

- There are only three of us, 1 -2 -3.

Oh, yes, there are four of us. RAPH: What is it?

- You've been taking us for idiots- - (Sssh!)

(Not here.)

Right— we were recruited by the DGSE.

- You said we shouldn't tell anyone about it,

you said 'secret services' means it has to stay secret.

- (We can trust them.)

- So we can tell the commissioner too.

- No!

No no. The commissioner is different, Astrid.

- We don't trust him. - Yes, but it's just

that the commissioner is- NICO: Hold on.

What did you just now say?

- 'It's just that the commissioner.' - No, but...

- No. The DGSE gave us a mission. (We're fuckin' secret agents!)

- Raph, you sure this is the time to get involved in this kind of thing?

- How so?

- Regarding...

- Ah. ((Of course.))

Listen Nico, I'm pregnant, not sick.

- Pregnant?

RAPH: Yeah. Yes,

well, we don't know what we're going to do yet.

- And that too, we said we would not tell anyone,

yet you just told Lt Mansour.

- Astrid, I promise I'll make it possible for you to know what to say to whom.

- What to say to whom. All right.

- The DGSE told us that the client is part of a criminal network: Troy Link.

- 'Troy Link'?

BOTH: Yes.

- Tricky. They're the most dangerous hackers I know.

- Come on, a little enthusiasm, huh?

(We're working for France! France!)

(Hey! Come on!)

- History, Society, Cooking, Nature— ah, Computing.

What is the call number given by Ms Sicard?

- (3 10 104.)

- 3 10 104— - (Shh!)

- (3 10 104.) There. Hmm.

- Ah, indeed. Not likely to break any check-out records.

MASTERING A TOOL OF THE FUTURE: MINITEL

- They're jokes. - Exactly, Astrid.

CAMILLE: There's a lamp on a table that can be seen outside.

If it was off, he had left a message.

ANXIOUS VOCALIZATION

- Commander Coste. - Hmm?

- I believe these people want to contact us.

- I get that impression, yes.

CIA1: We mean you no harm.

CIA2: We're CIA agents.

- The Central Intelligence Agency.

- Uh, okay. "Yes, but, excuse me,"

on our territory, sorry, you don't have a shred

of authority for this type of questioning.

- What questioning?

It's just a conversation between good-natured people

whose interests converge.

- We want to shed light to be shed on

the brutal death of one of our agents.

- All right, but how does this concern us? CIA1: The agent in question was living

under the cover name 'Alice Alliot.'

CIA2: We're close with the French secret services.

They told us specifically

that it was your investigation— in which they cannot interfere!

- Ah. But the DGSE- - They could've contacted us directly,

but they didn't, on purpose.

A small omission.

- That wasn't their intention, obviously.

- Yes.

- We, on the other hand, are ready to give you

everything necessary to arrest our colleague's murderer.

CIA2: On the condition that you prioritize sending us information.

- Ah, we have already made commitments- - With our hierarchy.

Just with our hierarchy, Astrid.

But we would be honored

to be able to help the United States of America.

- Only one name in the contacts,

a direct line between you and us.

- We already have- - Personal telephones. But—

—we will make good use of it.

- "Get the photo."

CIA1: One last thing—

—do you know this person? ASTRID: Mm-mmm.

Absolutely not!

RAPH: Excuse me.

APOLOGETICALLY Damn forties!

So. Let's see... CAMERA SHUTTER FIRING

No, don't know her.

Who is she? - A 'sensitive' person,

under the protection of the American government.

- All right, but if she's under your protection, what's the problem?

EMBARRASSED LAUGH

- We lost track of her. She's in great danger.

We have to find her, at all costs.

- Raphaëlle, you interrupted me three times, 1 - 2 - 3.

It is rude and inappropriate.

Raphaëlle?

Raphaëlle?

ASTRID: A Faraday cage. - (Yeah.)

- The fabric blocks radio signals, incoming and outgoing.

- This way we can talk in peace.

I'm really sorry I was brusque with you before.

- You weren't brusque, you interrupted me three times.

- All right Astrid, I'm really sorry for interrupting you three times.

But the CIA agents mustn't know we work for the DGSE.

- And yet that is the case.

- Yes, but—

— by hiding our DGSE links from them,

and accepting their offer, it increases our

chances of finding Camille Sicard's son.

And it makes us double agents.

- 'Double agents.' What do you mean?

- We don't tell the DGSE that we work for the CIA,

we don't tell the CIA we work for the DGSE,

and we don't tell anyone

that we work for both. - ((Ah.))

Raphaëlle? - Yeah?

- This makes us triple agents.

- Do you play poker, Astrid? - Mm-mmm.

I play the game 'Go' with Tetsuo.

- Well, in poker it's called 'bluffing.'

The woman in the photo? I actually recognized her.

She's the American woman in the country house. That was a bluff.

- Why didn't you say?

- To stay a step ahead.

Everyone hides what they need to from everyone else,

so we'll hide our info too. - I don't know how to lie.

- You'll get through this.

You'll do great. You have a good teacher. ANXIOUS VOCALIZATION

- Triple agents. - Exciting.

- Mm-mmm.

- Raphaëlle isn't here? We're supposed to meet her here.

- Yes.

VELCRO RIPS

I don't like that noise.

Your phones.

P- please.

- All right.

- Thank you. Follow me.

- Go ahead.

- Left.

Right.

CHUCKLES

- You're in the fifth sub-basement.

With no network coverage it is therefore unlikely

that someone has hidden a microphone here.

RAPH: Welcome to our new HQ.

- Mm-hmm.

What are those sexy little glasses?

- These are not sexy little glasses, Capt Perran.

These are glasses with a built-in camera.

- Ah.

- Yes.

- In the hole. - (It's not easy.)

- I know.

- There. So, the CIA...

asked us if we knew

this young woman.

- The CIA. - Yes,

we were also recruited by the Central Intelligence Agency.

You shouldn't have told them. - Yes, Astrid.

- And how about the Mossad, FSB, Guoanbu? NICO LAUGHS

- No news for now. . . .

- We're not joking here, Norah. We're on a mission.

- Okay.

- The sole interest of the CIA and the DGSE

is to keep an eye on us and our investigation.

- Who is this woman? - The woman was an American,

She was being spied on by Alice Alliot, a CIA agent,

whose real identity was Ashley Omaha,

who herself was being spied on by Camille Sicard, alias The Reptile.

She was hired by an unknown person,

nicknamed 'Achilles' by the DGSE—

—and a member of the Troy Link network.

- Do you follow? BOTH: Yes.

- At the center of this affair is the

so-called American novelist, who's as much a novelist as I am.

Norah, can you identify her?

- It's doable with a photo.

- Nico, any progress on the house?

- I'm unable to find the owner, he's hidden behind shell companies

and a labyrinth of payments.

- And what about Troy Link?

- It's driving her crazy.

NORAH: I said it'd be tough.

This is the first time I can't crack a system,

their IT security is like reinforced concrete.

- It can't be reinforced concrete. It's impossible, it's digital.

- Yes Astrid, I mean it's impenetrable. I didn't find anything.

- I found something.

- On Troy Link? ASTRID: Yes.

However, I followed another line of research.

Excuse me. - Excuse me.

- Come, I'll show you.

- Aren't you taking your glasses? - No.

- I have studied all the criminal case files involving the Troy Link network.

Extortion of funds and blackmail with compromising material.

These files ended up constituting a substantial quantity

that I have preferred to gather together, here.

- Hunnh.

I have listed the names of the parties appearing in these files, then by job.

I finally identified a man who comes up repeatedly:

Edouard Chomsky. There, there, there, there, and there.

Each time, he has a different role: lessor; service provider; IT specialist.

This man has never attracted the attention of investigators,

yet he is present in nearly 72% of these files.

- A Troy Link Trojan Horse, of sorts.

- Paper and pens! You succeeded where tech failed,

it's totally nuts, Astrid.

- Lt Mansour, it's not nuts.

I just identified a name.

At this stage nothing proves this man is involved in our case.

- It's already huge.

Identifying him is one thing, catching him is another.

- Don't worry, I have a little idea,

a little idea. - Hmm?

A little idea of my own idea, yes.

CAR APPROACHING

RUSSELL SCANDAL, CEO STAYS SILENT

BIRD CALLING

- Sit down, Commander, welcome.

- I'm fine, thanks.

- Your man Edouard Chomsky was born in Ankara in 1984.

Arrived in France in 2002, French naturalization in 2005.

He lives in La Défense and has shares in an import-export company.

ALLOW YOURSELF TO DREAM

Do you think he's part of the Troy Link network?

- Too early to say.

- Why target him? What's his role in the equation?

- Listen, Dago',

you have your little secrets, we have ours.

- This isn't how it's supposed to work between you and me, Cmdr Coste.

- I understood you can provide us with logistical support.

RAPH: It's up to you.

- Wait, Commander!

Commander!

DOOR SHUTS

SWITCH CLICKS

METAL CLANKING

MAN GROANS METAL CLANKING

METAL CLANKING

. . .

- Raphaëlle, I found Mr Chomsky,

at Criminal Documentation. Yes, he is gagged and bound.

Go ahead.

Take a seat, I'll be right there.

CARL: Say, Coste-

- (Oh, shit!)

- What have you been doing with your day?

Because, I haven't seen you much at the office.

- Commissioner, see him?

We arrested a member of the Troy Link network.

The brain himself, I think!

- Oh, you're working remotely? Coste? Coste?

- I'm working at Criminal Documentation, yes.

- So you say. What about Capt Perran and Lt Mansour?

Can you explain why no one's at work? - I can tell you

because there are tons and tons of files

to go through, yes Commissioner, a ton!

Backup is not a luxury, it isn't! Uh, may I?

DOOR CLOSES

NORAH: Your CV is impressive, Mr Chomsky.

Swiss Federal Institute of Technology, Zurich.

It's the greatest training for programming in the world.

- Is that a crime? - No.

But your involvement with the Troy Link network,

it raises questions, right?

NORAH: The organization has embezzled millions of dollars,

this is the first time we've managed to catch a member.

- Well, unless you want to pay for everyone, you'll have to come clean.

Murder and child abduction, the bill will be very very steep.

- Oh, no, wait! You're wrong, there.

No, we don't intervene in the real world, not even in this kind of business!

This is the limit set for network security!

- 'Alice Alliot.'

Perhaps this name appeared as one of your targeted interventions?

- No.

That doesn't mean anything to me. No, no.

- Are you sure?

- Yes,

I'm sure.

I didn't do anything!

I swear (to you, no.)

- I want to believe this Edward Chomsky.

- Mm-hmm. You know what I'm starting to think?

That Troy Link is a decoy.

- The DGSE is taking you for a ride?

- I believe Dagobert stops us from snooping where it doesn't suit him.

- Mmm.

NICO MURMURS RAPH LAUGHS

RAPH: Yes? Astrid, come in.

- The CIA hoodwinked you.

- An expression that means they lied to us.

- Yes, it's quite trendy among intelligence services.

- The supposedly-in-danger American woman the CIA wanted to find

isn't named Emily Bradway, her name is Kelly Clark.

- 'Kelly Clark.' Why does that sound familiar?

- She's one of the most-wanted persons in the United States, for high treason.

So the CIA doesn't want to find her to protect her,

they want to arrest her.

- Oh fuck.

- So in short, in less than 24 hours you

were recruitedby both the DGSE and the CIA?

- Just so.

- Great performance, right? - And you're only telling me now.

- Cmdr Coste thought it better not to do it before.

- You don't trust me? BOTH: Yes!

- But it's not the same with you. - Excuse me?

- You said 'the commissioner is different.'

- Thank you, Astrid.

Anyway, excuse me Commissioner, you would've forbidden us to accept.

Nonetheless, it allowed us to make considerable progress on this case.

- The American from the isolated house is in reality Kelly Clark.

She worked for the US Army and

a year ago she denounced atrocities committed

by American soldiers against civilians in Syria.

- I heard about her. She was courageous.

Denouncing an army when it goes against the rules is patriotism.

- But it ended with the American judge sentencing her to 15 years

in prison for high treason. Except Kelly Clark fled

before the sentence was carried out.

- We know Kelly Clark took refuge in France,

and that she was located by an American secret agent,

'Ashley Omaha.'

NICO: Sent in under the name 'Alice Alliot,'

the young woman murdered by The Reptile.

- Whose real identity is 'Camille Sicard.'

RAPH: I believe her client orchestrated this murder

to protect Kelly Clark. He didn't stop there.

He kidnapped the hitwoman's son to force her to accept the contract.

- Assassination, kidnapping—

—I suddenly feel much less like defending Kelly Clark

RAPH: Something still doesn't fit.

We missed something.

- Don't touch my balls— thanks.

Coste, keep digging.

- Tetsuo, how are you? Astrid just left with Raph.

- No, I came to see you.

- Okay. Come, please, we'll go in there.

DOOR OPENS

Please. DOOR OPENS

What's up?

- My appeal failed. DOOR CLOSES

I've been told that my scholarship will be withheld.

It was one of the requirements of my visa.

- Don't worry, we'll find a solution,

you can request crisis aid-

- I will go back to Japan, Nicolas.

- Okay.

But... and Astrid?

- I don't really matter to her.

- Of course you do. You're a- - A reference point.

A habit. - No, you're much more than that.

- I'm not sure, Nicolas.

I told her I might leave.

It was like it didn't affect her.

- Uh...

Tetsuo, you know Astrid doesn't show what she feels.

You know. But that doesn't mean she doesn't care about you.

- I try my best to understand her, you know.

But, it's so hard.

She has a kind of invisible barrier.

And I stay outside.

- Tetsuo, uh...

...tell her what you just told me.

Exactly that way.

Okay?

It'll work.

RAPH: So, Kelly Clark is an American

who suddenly landed in France.

She didn't know the country, so obviously

she had Achilles's help to hide.

- It can be hypothesized that Kelly Clark benefited from

logistical support from Achilles, he was able to give her access to

the isolated house where you met her.

- From where she fled, probably just after being alerted by our visit.

What if Kelly Clark left without warning Achilles?

- It's a possibility.

- Yes, but they must've had an emergency communication system.

- A library.

- Like with the hitwoman? - Yes.

Only, Achilles chose the one closest to the Reptile's home.

If his procedure was the same with Kelly Clark,

you have to look for the city library closest to her home.

- Astrid, you are awesome. ((Mm-hmm.))

ASTRID: This is not the right library. This one is close

to The Reptile's home,

where the Central Intelligence Agency agents

came into contact with us.

- How do you think they found us the first time?

- They had to follow us. - Just so.

Astrid, Nico and Norah are in front of the 'right' library,

By going there ourselves, we threw Kelly in the lion's den.

I think they won't be long, we'll wait for them quietly.

- Raphaëlle. - Hmm?

- Have you made your decision

about the pregnancy?

- I promise, it won't change anything between us.

It's true, the arrival of a child is a real mess,

I know what I'm talking about,

I've already had Theo.

Well, let's say that in terms of messes,

I'm maxed out, huh?

What I want to tell you, Astrid,

is that before meeting you, I wasn't capable

of being on time for an appointment.

But,

when you're in the equation, it changes everything.

When this baby is here,

I swear to you, Astrid, that

I will never miss an appointment with a friend, or a dinner.

Do you know why?

Because you are my compass.

With or without a baby.

- You say it's not certain,

yet you talk about it like it was.

- Uh, I'm not sure I understand.

- You didn't use the conditional.

You used the future tense. You said,

'when the baby is here.'

- ((Yes.))

RAPH: You're my compass, you see.

I think that's them.

RAPH: Do you mind if I talk alone? Because,

I'm going to be telling lies by the dozen.

ASTRID: All right. RAPH: All right.

POWER WINDOWS

- So?

- The woman in the photo you showed us,

we know all about her, we have info.

BOTH: "Good news."

- Her name's Emily Bradway,

an author who's been staying in France

for three months writing a novel. - Amazing.

RAPH: Yeah, I know.

One of our sources told us

she's going to show up here. So,

we were thinking, maybe you could help us set up

surveillance of the library?

- Of course!

POWER WINDOWS

- That's it, make fun of me too.

- Oh!

Becoming A Dad. This is for you, right?

- Very funny.

We haven't decided anything yet.

- You're dying to.

- I'm really afraid.

- Sapiens have been doing very well for millions of years.

Without that stupid book.

NORAH: We have an instinct for it. - Mm-hmm.

Police. Follow us, please?

Thank you.

COMMERCE STREET

Let's go.

NORAH: Commander?

Sorry Astrid, excuse me.

I found something crazy. The address on Kelly Clark's Post-it?

- Her new hideout? - Yeah, likely.

- You're gonna laugh. Or not. Anyway, um,

state agencies hiring service providers are required to seek bids.

- Yeah? NORAH: The names are public,

and work has been done at 48 rue du Commerce.

Guess who's behind the call for bids.

- The DGSE. They've been giving us the runaround since the beginning.

- 48 rue du Commerce, in La Courneuve.

Can you explain why the DGSE gave you this address?

- You tell me, Captain. - Ah.

RAPH: Here's what I think—

-—your escape from the United States

was organized by the French secret services.

NICO: When the CIA located you,

they had to do what was necessary to protect you.

- France and the USA are allied nations.

If the DGSE had got hold of me, they would've immediately extradited me.

- You mean that those protecting you

are operating behind the backs of French authorities.

- Kelly, who's protecting you?

- Permit me to assert my right to remain silent.

RAPH: By becoming a whistleblower,

you've sacrificed everything in the name of ethics.

How could you condone murder and the kidnapping of a child?

- Sorry?

- You didn't know? - I swear to you, yes.

NICO: A CIA agent following you was shot dead in cold blood.

Your protector has called upon a contract killer of formidable proficiency.

To convince her to take the contract, he kidnapped her son.

- I would never have condoned such acts.

- So help us catch him.

- I've never seen him. He contacted me to offer me a way out, I accepted.

Did I have a choice?

- How do they contact you?

- At first our exchanges were by encrypted messaging.

He never gave his name.

He used the alias 'Azathoth.'

And when I got to the house where you saw me,

Azathoth requested I give up all connected devices.

That was the last exchange I had with him.

- Okay, after that you communicated through the library books?

- Nothing else.

DOOR OPENS

- Astrid? DOOR CLOSES

NORAH: Sorry for disturbing you, it's for Cmdr Coste.

- I'm not Cmdr Coste.

- No, I know, but since she's in an interview,

(a 'Dagobert' insists on speaking to you.)

- Oh. So it's not for Cmdr Coste, it's for me.

- (Yes!)

- Hello.

Mr Dagobert.

Mm-mmm, we can't come at the moment, we're very busy, I-

DISCONNECT TONES

- You okay?

- He hung up. Mr Dagobert was very rude.

He said, 'I don't give a damn if you're busy,

I'm on my way.'

You smile. It's not funny, it's rude.

DOOR OPENS

- We're going to do this like management, Astrid.

- You're going to lie again. DOOR OPENS

DOOR CLOSES

- We know you made an arrest.

We were clear, Cmdr Coste. You were to keep me informed.

- We were clear, Dagobert,

you had to play fair with us.

We know the DGSE is involved in the death of Ashley Omaha.

- And Alice Alliot.

- (What?)

- You want to play it that way?

Does 48 rue du Commerce mean anything to you?

- Where did you get that address?

- A body of evidence leads us to believe

this address served as a hiding place for Kelly Clark,

and that this real estate belongs to the DGSE.

- So, do we continue,

or are you gonna spill the beans?

- For several years we've had a very complete file on The Reptile.

- I don't understand.

If you had established the identity of The Reptile,

why has she not been apprehended?

This woman is responsible for 55 proven homicides.

- And even a few more that escaped the notice of the police.

- Mr Dagobert, I said 'proven.'

- Mmm.

- I understand.

Only, she wasn't a threat to the state then.

So we preferred to save that card to play at a more opportune moment.

- Nice spirit. - When we realized a CIA agent

had been killed by The Reptile,

the deduction was made quickly.

The client had too much information about the killer

to not be part of our club.

A CIA agent eliminated by a DGSE agent.

Can you imagine the diplomatic bomb?

- Hence our recruitment?

- I have to find a needle in a haystack

while I can't trust anyone inside the DGSE.

- Hm-hmm! 'A needle in a haystack.' - I heard, Astrid.

You're very lucky, because here you have the needle in the haystack specialist.

- Yes.

It's me. RAPH: It's her.

However, you'll have to give her

access to all your files.

The highest security clearance.

- Hm-hmm!

- Lieutenant, this is Marc.

he'll guide you in use of the software.

MARC: Follow me.

It's this way.

Nothing very complicated, it's just that security's been reinforced.

On the other hand, no photos or photocopies,

all files must be consulted on site.

Most are digitized,

and is my main activity here.

There you go.

- Thank you, Mr Marc.

- Just Marc. - Ah.

Is that your real first name?

- Yes, it's my real name. Code names are for field agents,

I'm just a programmer. - Mmm.

- So you don't need to lie. - LAUGHS Exactly.

TYPING

Did you search for your name?

- Mm-mmm

. . .

SEARCH FOR FILES SEARCH IN PROGRESS

1 RESULT Oh yes.

There is a file in my name.

- You didn't open it?

- Mm-mmm.

What could I learn about myself that I don’t already know?

CHUCKLES

- What are you searching for? Can I help?

- Mr Marc, this information is classified and top secret.

MARC: Of course.

RAPH: All right.

Come in, Astrid.

- I think I know who is hiding behind the code name 'Achilles.'

- You found the identity of the client? - Mm-hmm.

I may have just spent several hours next to him.

It could be Marc Vassoa,

the assistant intelligence database manager

who gave me access to the secret files.

- Are you sure of yourself? - Mm-mmm,

absolutely not.

But there are some consistent clues.

His name appears in the lookup histories for the Kelly Clark file,

and the file on The Reptile.

NORAH: At the same time, he is the database manager,

it's normal that he'd be connected to the network, right?

RAPH & ASTRID: Mm-hmm.

ASTRID: You're absolutely right, Lt Mansour,

he appears in the lookup histories of many other files. Only,

there is an element, associated with this lookup history,

that brings a bunch of clues into focus.

His login name, 'Hastur': H A S T U R.

- 'Hastur'? Are you sure about that? ASTRID: Yes.

- Can someone explain? - Kelly Clark told us her contact code name

was 'Azathoth.'

Well, Hastur and Azathoth are from the same mythology.

They are two demons from the work of HP Lovecraft.

ASTRID: Hm-mmm! - How do you know that?

- The specific interest of Max, from the social skills workshop,

is the complete works of Lovecraft, he talks about it very often.

- Mm-hmm? - Alerted by this early evidence,

I cross-referenced Kelly Clark's statement with Marc Vassoa's timesheets.

Every time Azathoth/Kelly Clark was contacted, he was off duty.

- Marc Vassoa occupies a support function at DGSE.

How could a small, in-the-shadows civil servant have set up such an operation?

- Precisely, because he has a shadow function.

He doesn't make waves, and he has a fabulous tool at his fingertips.

The mission reports. He knows the hideouts, the traps to avoid.

- All right, but why would he do it?

He hasn't even met Kelly Clark. - Ideology initially, certainly.

And bit by bit, Kelly became a fantasy.

We are not far from a case of erotomania. He went too far

to get recognition from this woman.

- I thought his contact details could be useful.

His phone number is 07 57 90 16 75. NICO: Wait, Astrid.

ASTRID: ...40. HE LAUGHS

- Are you calling him? RAPH: Yes.

So, go ahead. - 07...

...57...

...90... Mm-mmm, 90.

16 75.

LINE RINGS ASTRID: It's ringing.

LINE CLICKS

- Cmdr Coste. I know you're with Camille Sicard’s son.

MARC: Sorry, wrong number. - Wait! Kelly's with me, don't hang up.

- I want to talk to her.

- All right. Tomorrow, 10 am,

at the library, bring the little one.

Once I have him, Kelly will join you.

- Why should I believe you?

RAPH: A car will be waiting for you at the emergency exit.

It'll be open, keys in the sun visor.

You can check at the entrance.

- You won't notify the DGSE?

- I give you my word.

- (I don't have a weapon.)

- (I have one.)

(If I sense a trick, I won't hesitate.)

(Where's Kelly?)

- Outside, in the car.

- What proves to me that it's really her?

LINE RINGS

- Kelly? - It's me, Marc.

Everything's fine, I'm safe,

but you have to return this child to his mother.

This is me asking you.

- This child's my bargaining chip to exchange for your freedom.

- Return this child, Marc, I beg you.

I didn't sacrifice my life for a child to be put in danger.

Trust me.

CALL DROPS

FOOTSTEPS

- You can leave with the lady.

I'm going to miss you, man.

(Come on, go.)

- Oh fuck! - You're fucking with me!

SHOTS

. . .

BREATHING HARD

YELPS

- (Are you okay?) You okay? Yeah? - Yeah.

- Nothing broken? All good? Huh?

(Come with me. Come. That's it.)

(It’s going to be okay. It’s okay.

(You all right?)

- Outta the car! - CIA, get out of the car!

- Hey! Hey Dagobert, we had a deal, right?

I had to deliver Marc Vassoa to you. What happened there

wasn't an operation gone wrong, don't take me for an idiot!

It was your goal from the start. You shot him to cover it up!

- A DGSE agent shot down a CIA agent.

We had to send a strong message to our allies to avoid a major diplomatic crisis.

Sometimes the reasons of the state prevail.

- You can do otherwise, you know that.

- Let's stay with the Kelly Clark case.

- Go fuck yourself!

Fuck, go fuck yourself! FOOTSTEPS

FOOTSTEPS

NICO: Good luck.

- Thank you for everything.

- (Oh, poor kid.)

- Camille Sicard is guilty of

55 proven homicides all the same.

- He has nothing to do with it. BREATHS SHAKILY

GASPS Astrid...

(Oh. Shit.) GROANS

Astrid, call someone. Call someone! - Raphaëlle, call who?

- Astrid. GASPS - Yes?

SCANNER BEEPS

. . .

- I'm sorry.

BREATHES DEEPLY

- (All right.)

There. We hesitated, life has decided for us.

- (Yes.)

- ((Thank you.))

- You saved a child's life today.

. . .

DOORBELL

- Mmm.

- Hello, Astrid.

- Hello, Tetsuo.

I made some tea. Take off your shoes.

- I'm not going to stay, Astrid.

I just came to tell you that I'm going back to Japan next week.

- For how long? - I don't know.

Maybe forever. - 'Maybe.'

So it's not certain.

- I don't want to leave, Astrid.

- Only, you have to.

- I love you, Astrid.

Do you want me to stay, Astrid?

- To drink tea? Yes!

- No, to stay in France.

- I cannot answer this question, Tetsuo.

This decision is not mine.

- Very well.

Maybe I better go, then.

- All right.

DOOR SHUTS LOUDLY

SAMI: Astrid... I didn't know you would be here.

I didn't know.

- What are you doing in my house?

- I think you know why I'm here, Astrid.

- I don't want to.

I don't want to.

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