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Sorry, sweetie.

Here.

At first, you won't feel anything,

for the first three or four days.

I hope you won't suffer too much.

I mean...

Fouché has to suffer.

Cops!

Cadoudal, stop!

You're dead, royalist bastard!

You don't have the guts to shoot?

No!

I need him alive.

What's happening to you?

Cadoudal has been arrested.

Who?

The man behind the failed attempt on Bonaparte's life.

Could he talk?

No, he doesn't know anything.

He can't give my name.

The only person he saw was

my cook.

Your cook...

And there aren't that many degrees of separation if I'm not mistaken.

He won't betray me.

Really?

You're getting soft in your old age.

I don't intend to lose everything for a cook.

- He's much more than a cook. - Henriette was much more than a maid.

She was a spy.

Make sure he disappears. Otherwise, I'll take care of it.

Almost ready!

What's this, Noël?

It's coriander. To go with the veal.

Did you hear that genius idea? Coriander for the veal's topping?

It enhances the taste.

Since he assisted you, he's gotten a big head.

Are you jealous?

Not at all.

Monsieur "Best Cook in France," did you hear?

Look. Looks like an old bearded woman.

Mouth-watering, isn't it?

No. No.

Veal!

- Noël! - Yes?

What do you see here?

It's like an old... It looks like... It looks like Liliane.

- Does it? - It looks like Liliane.

She's behind you.

You're kidding.

I'm sorry, Liliane.

Sorry, it's nothing against you...

His Excellency is asking you to come to the stables.

Now?

We found Courtiade this morning, right here.

Skull crushed.

I spent ten years with this man.

It's going to be hard to find someone so dedicated.

Just like Henriette.

My wife will miss her terribly.

You say nothing?

It was an accident.

She fought back.

Courtiade tried to rape her.

An accident, really?

She was working for Fouché.

You knew.

And despite that, you helped her escape.

Love.

Beware of him. He's a bad adviser.

Don't regret Henriette.

She would have betrayed you.

I was going to tell you.

I was just waiting for the right moment.

It was an accident.

You told me yourself.

Poor Courtiade took an unfortunate blow from his hoof

when he tried to saddle my horse.

That's it.

Get on. It's much easier than you think.

Push your heels to the ground.

Keep the stirrups straight.

There, see? That's easy.

Don't you want to explain to me why we're here?

You'll have to turn left towards Strasbourg.

What does that mean?

You're kicking me out, right?

When I was about to cook for Bonaparte?

Fouché arrested Cadoudal.

You have to leave. It's too dangerous to stay here.

Farewell, Antonin.

No, I won't go. Wait for me.

A naked royalist in front of your eyes.

Living out your fantasy, Jacobin?

Is this really necessary?

Ask him.

Answer the First Consul's clerk.

Is this really necessary?

- It's useless. - Are you sure?

You can spare us an unpleasant moment just by giving us a name.

You know very well which one.

He's the cook of--

Minister, please. This is a republic. There are rules.

You can't influence the accused by giving him a name.

Of course.

I'm familiar with article 190L of the French Code of Criminal Procedure.

We're not going to influence you, Monsieur Cadoudal.

We're just going to help the truth come out of your mouth.

One day, our rightful king Louis XVIII will return to France.

On that day, your head will roll in a basket,

and your name will be forgotten.

You're just a lousy extra.

I think it's really necessary. Sorry.

We have to put an end to this attack once and for all.

Do you know who the real instigator is?

Louis XVIII.

Cadoudal will not denounce him.

He will do anything to protect his rightful king.

But he might turn someone else in.

He would have to give Bonaparte another sponsor.

A credible sponsor.

Who?

A Bourbon from the line of French kings

who would have made his opposition to the First Consul sufficiently clear.

And of course, you know who this ideal Bourbon is.

Duke of Enghien. Sound familiar?

Fourth in the line of succession.

Openly opposed to Bonaparte, he never took up arms against him.

He's a vague man who does little but writes a lot,

especially to criticize the weakness of Louis XVIII.

So, not exactly Cadoudal's idol, I guess.

Yes. The Duke of Enghien, the ideal scapegoat.

We're going to accuse an innocent man to save our lives?

After Louis XVI, we won't guillotine another Bourbon.

Bonaparte won't want to make him a martyr.

Very well. All that remains is simply getting the message to Cadoudal.

Simply?

Organize a lunch

to build his confidence.

Gently coax a confession out of him.

You think Fouché will let you talk to Cadoudal over tea?

I can give him a message, discreetly.

Cadoudal spent ten years of his life on the run, writing in code,

organizing secret meetings.

So he'll understand.

- And Fouché too. - No.

Food can be more eloquent than words.

You're arousing my curiosity.

You just have to convince Bonaparte.

It shouldn't be difficult, you're making him an emperor.

He can't refuse me anything.

From His Excellency the First Consul, Monsieur.

Chazot!

Offer a dinner to Cadoudal.

And by Talleyrand's cook?

How can Bonaparte continue to listen to this snake?

Hypocrite! Upstart!

It's the cook who copied the itinerary to try to kill him.

We don't have the itinerary anymore.

You want to denounce him to Bonaparte without proof?

Talleyrand will try to poison Cadoudal.

So, it's time to find out what they have to tell him that's so important.

And allow the cook to stay at our place

for witness subornation.

What do you see?

A hut in a forest.

No, it's the castle of Chantilly.

The Duke of Enghien's family estate.

Let's try something else.

Cadoudal is smart. He evaded the police for four years...

Antonin.

This is the time when good ideas are replaced by shitty ideas.

Let's go to sleep.

I can't sleep.

There are other ways to relax.

If Henriette was still here, I mean.

But she's not here.

As I said, this is the time when good ideas are replaced by shitty ideas.

Come and get me when your ideas are clearer.

You're a lucky one.

Did you make a new friend?

I don't remember ever seeing you in my kitchen.

To what do I owe this honor?

Would you like a glass of wine?

I don't like the idea of putting my life in someone else's hands.

If you're talking about tomorrow, don't worry.

We have the same interests.

Do you really think it's going to work?

I don't know.

Let me do it, and the magic will work.

So that's it. You're a magician.

You bewitched my husband, and it deeply upset me.

I told him to get rid of you.

And instead, he sends you to the lion's den

to play with our lives.

I have less influence on him than you.

He must trust me.

We have something in common, Antonin Carême.

Started from the bottom, we're both dependent on him.

You understand that you have no interest in ruining

what I've worked so hard to achieve.

Was it that hard?

Really?

Should anything go wrong,

all you have to do is ingest this and the pain will stop.

Let's hope you won't need it.

Follow me. The minister is waiting for you.

Welcome.

On behalf of the minister of foreign affairs,

I thank you for your welcome.

Prisoners must be treated with humanity.

Isn't that right, Monsieur Carême?

It's an honor that you remember my name.

Well, it's my job to remember everything.

Faces, names...

The evidence that mysteriously disappears.

- Can we start? - Please, make yourself at home.

Perhaps you will soon.

For lunch, I've arranged a special room that I can't wait to show you.

I'll leave you to escort our guests.

Good evening, General.

I bring you greetings from the minister of foreign affairs

and First Consul Bonaparte.

To what do I owe this honor?

Monsieur de Talleyrand thinks that meals bring men closer...

and encourage them to collaborate.

Do you really think food can open men's hearts?

Yes, I think so.

I met your master a long time ago.

He hadn't yet betrayed his class to embrace the Revolution.

I didn't think we had one thing in common.

The contempt for opportunists.

Perhaps the minister would like us to set a place for him?

I'll just watch.

That's a shame.

So, let's start this culinary journey.

May it help ease your conscience, General.

Let's get going then.

We'll see where this journey takes us.

I heard you were the best cook,

and all you can offer me is a piece of burnt bread.

It's not bread.

Salt.

Leg of suckling lamb.

Salt-crusted.

The first part of the message.

You are Cadoudal.

And the first dish I present to you, lamb.

What's the message?

I am Cadoudal.

So I am a royalist.

So, Catholic.

- So? - So,

lamb equals sacrifice, right?

Not poisoned.

In fact, quite good.

There you go.

I'm not a big fan of lamb,

but you're making me change my mind, cook.

Now, we have to tell him who he has to report to Fouché.

The Duke of Enghien.

Exactly.

We have to find something that will designate him,

that Cadoudal knows.

Puff pastry galette, filled with almond cream,

served with a grand cru of Ethiopian coffee.

With the fleur-de-lis as well.

The symbol of the Bourbons.

A delicate allusion to the cause you're ready to die for.

Or perhaps for which I lived.

The fleur-de-lis stands for royalty.

But it could either be Louis XVIII or the Duke of Enghien,

or any possible heir to the throne.

Precisely.

They also must understand who's the right one.

I have what you need.

Look.

DUKE OF ENGHIEN FROM THE HOUSE OF CONDÉ

Coat of arms of Enghien.

How will he understand that it's the duke?

Last of his lineage. Cadoudal knows it.

How are we going to do that?

In a galette des rois.

In it, there is always...

- A charm. - A charm.

Coffee, Carême-style.

Spit it out. Spit it out!

Tear this apart.

A bit of sugar, General?

Yes.

Here it is.

A Marianne? Symbol of the Republic!

Is this a joke?

In my day, a royal coat of arms would have been chosen for the charm.

Today, young people only swear by the Revolution.

How do you like the almond cream, Minister?

A bit too sweet for me.

It's probably Bailly who taught you how to do it.

Oh, sorry.

Sensitive subject?

The cook just lost his father here.

He was detained for conspiracy against the First Consul.

Does it run in the family?

He was innocent.

- And you killed him. - I didn't do anything.

He died trying to kill me.

I didn't even pull the trigger.

No, no, no.

I have another version to submit to you.

Wasn't it you who killed him?

Weren't you more involved in the attack that led to his death?

That's what it's like to get too close to Talleyrand.

And that's what it costs to put ambition before anything else,

- even one's own father. - Minister.

Even before the woman who loves you and protects you.

Oh, go ahead.

Do it, since you're dying to.

But do it before my men find Henriette.

Because when she's in front of me, I won't just have her executed.

- Minister! - I have a statement to make.

We're listening.

I'd like to give the name of the one who paid me

to try to assassinate the usurper Bonaparte.

He is one of the Blood Brothers.

We all know who he is.

Louis XVIII, in cahoots with Talleyrand.

No.

Enghien.

It's the Duke of Enghien.

What?

I'll tell everything to the registrar.

But first,

I'd like to thank the cook.

It was an excellent lunch,

worthy of a last meal.

Thank you.

We did it.

Present arms!

Aim!

Present arms!

Aim!

What did you do?

"However, who could blame the First Consul for defending his life

by shooting the Enghien traitor,

thus saving the Fatherland from the Royalist Hydra?"

I thought we were just accusing an innocent, not sending him to his death.

You really believed me?

Don't be such a softy. You're the one who wanted to end this.

Enghien was a crazy anti-Bonapartist.

One day or another, that would have been a problem.

And then, the minister of police can't do anything against you.

You've got your revenge.

And you your coronation?

You should read the end of the article.

I even managed to convince the pope to come to Paris.

He understood it was better to be with Bonaparte than against him.

What does that mean?

Would you have killed the pope?

Of course not.

But what we believe is more important than what's true.

REPORT OF THE ARREST

Come in.

Minister.

Have you been able to sign the investigation file's conclusion

of the attack?

Cadoudal and Enghien have been executed, it's--

It would be time for this case to go to the archives.

Isn't that right, Chazot? But before that,

let's take one last secret from him.

Did you know that our friend Bailly was arrested five days before the attack?

He must have been caught making threats against the First Consul.

Precisely, Chazot.

Precisely.

What is this, Monsieur?

The investigation report of our agents.

The details that led to Bailly's arrest.

And guess who reported him to our services

for his anti-Bonapartist words?

This time, I'm the one who will drop a bomb at the Hôtel de Galliffet.

Boss?

I did the inspection.

- I removed the cabbages that were moldy. - Perfect, Noël.

The greengrocer just passed by.

Here's the bill. And some mail.

Support for... No... The kitchen.

Antonin,

when I left Galliffet, I thought my world would collapse.

But since I left, I know I've made the right decision.

I was in a cage, surrounded on all sides.

For the first time in ten years, I can breathe.

I don't look back in the streets anymore to know who's following me.

If you really meant what you promised, join me.

Noël, you can go home. I'll take care of the boxes for the orphans.

Okay.

Thank you. Have a good evening, Boss.

Have a good evening.

May I?

Go on. I'm alone and unarmed.

You're following me all the way here now?

Not at all.

I came to share information with you.

What are you talking about?

Wonderful.

It's huge in here.

You didn't lose out on the patisserie.

Do you know how Bailly ended up in prison?

And why?

Someone told someone, who told someone,

who heard a drunkard telling a whore a story.

A pile of gossip sent him to prison.

Do you know who the first link in the chain was?

A man named Courtiade.

You know him, don't you?

You're lying.

You work for the man who got Bailly arrested.

It's a matter of logic.

Who benefits from crime?

What did you do before Bailly's arrest? You refused to work at the Tuileries.

What did you do just after?

You accepted.

You prepared a dinner that made Talleyrand become a minister.

You stole a road map to save Bonaparte's life.

And now, you've saved him from a trial for high treason.

You wanted the person responsible for your father's death?

It's been under your nose from the beginning.

I just wanted you to know.

You should go to bed.

We have a mammoth task waiting for us in the coming weeks.