All language subtitles for Astrid.et.Raphaëlle.S05E04.Le.dernier.des.Aztèques

RAPH: Mom, I'm going to work.
PATRICIA: Have a nice day, darling.

- What are you smoking?
- Eh?

A little pot, you're
welcome to have some later,

it's really good for my osteoarthritis.

- All right, put that out right now,
it's going to get all over the furniture!

- You look tense.

- You disappear for 10 years
and you show up without warning,

how do you want me to take it?

- I thought you might need to see me
after you lost the baby. Oh my!

SIGHS TENSELY,
MOBILE VIBRATES

PATRICIA MURMURS

- Yeah, Nico?

No, I'm not tense!

STIFLED LAUGH

Yes I'm coming, I'm coming.
You'll send me the address?

Yes, I-
Love you too

LAUGHS Love you.

- 'Love you,' you're cute.

I wouldn't have pictured
you with a boy like that.

- All right. A week ago you
told me you were staying 48 hours.

- It's okay, I have a
Plan B, a friend's place.

So: you promised we would go
to dinner together with my grandson.

- Theo's your grandson but I'm not sure
he remembers you're his grandmother

- Don't be mean, dear.
That's not you.

- We'll fix a time.
- Yeah.

- Put out that joint!
- Love you honey, have a good day!

TEXT ALERT

. . .

ASTRID: Mmm.

I have to join Raphaëlle.

I had a very pleasant time.

TETSUO: Yes, Astrid.

I'm glad I could share it with you.

- I miss your physical presence.

JAPANESE
Your nice smell.

- I always have this.

- Hmm!

FRENCH
- I will try to come back soon.

But I can't come back for only a few days.

I want to find a solution
to be able to stay with you.

- All right.

- I love you, Astrid.

- I love you, Tetsuo.

RAPH: Well, what?

What does today's crime scene look like?
NICO: No, you wait and see,

personally I've never
seen anything like this.

- What're you saying? - Hm-hmm!

NICO: Here.

NICO: The victim's name
is Philippe Desmond, 65.

He lives all alone in this house.

- What is this, Fournier, a butcher shop?

FOURNIER: They opened
30 cm in the middle of the chest.

If he'd been stabbed the
wound wouldn't have this shape.

It seems the culprit
deliberately cut open his chest.

RAPH: He's tied up.
Is this some kind of execution?

ASTRID: There.

There is dripped blood.

All other traces of blood
are projected or transferred,

but the drops here fell perpendicular.

- The killer was injured?

- I don't know.

CAMERA FIRING

There.

- Oh shit! What is it?

NICO: It's a statuette.

- Mm-mmm. Inside there's
a heart, a human heart.

- Huh?

Oh shit!

Uh, there's no heart.

- Mmm. It will be his.

- Get your fingers out of-
- Uh- photo!

♪

CARL: A cardiectomy?
- Definitely.

The victim's heart was
removed from his rib cage.

- What sick person
could've done such a thing?

- That's what we're trying
to find out, Commissioner.

- In any case, we have no fingerprints,

no DNA traces at the crime scene.

The only lead we
have is— go ahead Nico.

- A ritual sacrifice.
- Mm-hmm.

THE LAST OF THE AZTECS
- Pardon?

- 'A ritual sacrifice.'

NICO: Ritual sacrifice, yes, definitely.

The victim collected pre-
Columbian art, Aztec to be precise.

The body position, the torn out
heart deposited in a sacred urn,

all this brings to
mind human sacrifices,

like the Aztecs practiced 500 years ago.

- The killer thinks he's an Aztec priest?

- Yeah, it'd have to be something symbolic,

some kind of message or...

- Whatever it is, there's a weirdo out there.

- Hmm.

METRO BRAKING

- Thanks.

- Well, it's obvious Desmond
was no longer an archaeologist.

He stopped doing research a
long time ago to devote himself to

a... private approach.

- 'Private'? Meaning?

- He was a treasure hunter.

- Oh?

So the statuettes at his house?
- Yes, they're relics stolen

from archaeological sites.
- Well.

Basically he was a graverobber.

He was even involved in
art trafficking in the 2000s.

He played the adventurer, you see,
TREASURE HUNTER

he even wrote an autobiography.
TREASURE HUNTER

- Did it bring in a lot of money?

- The book I don't know,
but the statuettes were massive.

The black market for pre-
Columbian art is extremely lucrative.

- What do we have on his private life?

NORAH: We don't have much—

—not married, almost no family.

- Almost?
NORAH: He has a son,

adopted in Mexico in 2007.

- An adopted son?

Was he summoned?
NORAH: We've tried everything.

I can't find a phone
number or known address.

- Homeless?

NORAH: It's possible.

In any case, he's known in-house:

I found complaints for theft,
and aggressive behavior.

- 'Necalli Cantu.'

Funny, he doesn't have the
same name as his father.

I'll go see Astrid at Documents,
if she has more on him.

Oh, so you say you're having
trouble solving this one?

No user manual on the internet?
- Yes, but I have to solve it by myself.

I have to find the solution.

INVESTIGATION FILE
VANDALISM, HOTEL DROUOT

THEFT
QUAI BRANLY MUSEUM

Yes.

The name 'Necalli
Cantu' appears in two files.

I know these files.
In 2009, he vandalized

the Hôtel Drouot during the sale of

a statuette representing
Chalchiuhtlicue, the god of water.

- Mm-hmm...

- In 2012, he tried to steal

an Aztec mask from the
Quai Branly Museum in Paris.

There.

- Would these
be militant actions

to restore works?
ASTRID: Definitely.

In custody Necalli Cantu declared that

the objects belonged in Mexico.

- So the son of a grave robber is

willing to go to prison
to return antiquities.

It smells like a big, big family conflict.

MOBILE VIBRATES
Oh. Yes?

NORAH: I found Necalli Cantu's trail.

There's just one problem.

- It's huge.

- Are we sure the guy is around here?

- A forest ranger checked
on a guy a week ago,

and found him suspicious
and made a report. Yes, he's here.

- Okay, let's keep going.
- This way.

Well, we're there.

RAPH: We're there, we're there, good.

We'll form two groups,

you and Norah take
the right, Astrid and I the left.

- Okay. - Okay?

LOST DOG
"BANDIT"
REWARD

Any news from Tetsuo, Astrid?
- Yes.

He's in Tokyo.

He is looking for a solution to be
able to return to Paris permanently.

He said to me: 'Astrid, I love you.' Yes.
- Oh!

- And I did as you taught me.

I answered him without
waiting for him to ask the question.

- Um, and your epilepsy?

- I have not had a new
attack, but I am not relaxed.

- (Yeah.) They come without warning.

- There it is.

- (Astrid!)

(Oh fuck.)

Yes, yes.

Shit!
There's no network!

- Don't fall.
- Yes. Shall we go?

- Yes, we must go down.
- No but... yes, but that way.

Let's go— (Astrid!)

POLICE!

NECALLI: What do you want?

ASTRID: Don't scream.

- Necalli Cantu?

- Get out of my home!

- Your hands.

- I didn't do anything.
- Show me your hands!

BLADE RINGS

SAFETY RELEASES

- I tell you, I didn't do anything!

- Put down that knife.

- Throw the knife away! Come on!

KNIFE CLINKS

On your knees.

On your knees!

Hands behind your head!

PANICKY
Astrid?

Astrid?
- Yes.

The dog.

You must call
01 42 56 96 42.

It's Bandit. He's dead.

He smells very bad.

- I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!

I DIDN'T KILL HIM!

HE WAS ALREADY
DEAD WHEN I FOUND HIM!

- Are you... talking about the dog?

- Someone ran him over.

- Sit down, Necalli.

That's not why we arrested you.

It's for what happened to your father.

He was murdered.

- When did this happen?

- Yesterday.

When was the last
time you saw him?

- Since I've lived in the forest,
we saw each other less.

He came to see me last week.

- Mmm. What kind of
relationship did you have?

- He was my father!

He was always there for
me and he always supported me,

even when I acted stupid.

Are you sure he's dead?

- Mm-hmm.

We think it's linked to his Mexican past.

Do you know people who may
have held a grudge against him?

- Everyone who knew his secret.

My father...

...had discovered the place that all the
treasure hunters of the world dream of—

—he found Eldorado!

The mysterious city of gold.

INDIANA JONES-LIKE
MYSTERIOUS MUSIC

A city lost in the jungle, hidden,

and completely covered in gold.

He never revealed the location to anyone,

. . .

that's why they killed him!

That's why!

RAPH:
Necalli isn't wrapped too tightly,

but I believe him to be sincere.

He really loved his father,
I don't see him killing him.

- Though he killed a dog.

- It's not the same.
- Technically, no,

I can confirm the
animal was already dead

when he performed the cardiectomy.
- Ah.

- The poor beast
has serious bruising,

he must've been hit
by a car or something.

- All right.

What did you find?
FOURNIER: In fact,

two mysteries bothered me:

the first is the humidity
in his nasal cavities,

there's always some,
but this was unusual;

and the 2nd—

—is that.
ASTRID: Hm-mmm!

- What is it, fabric?

- Yeah, I didn't understand either,
FORCEPS CLINK

until I got the results

of the toxicological analysis.

- The victim was
taking beta-blockers,

these are recommended
in cases of heart failure.

- All right, what does
this have to do with

water in the nose and
the fabric? I don't get it.

- Water torture.
- Well done, Astrid.

They put a cloth over his face.

- Then water was continuously
poured onto the fabric,

to simulate the effects of drowning.

- He panicked, his heart was racing.

- And he died.

It was a heart attack
that caused the victim's death,

not the cardiectomy.

The killer removed
the heart postmortem.

- What killed him was the water torture.

- Water torture? The guy was tortured?

- Just so.

NICO: That would mean that the

human sacrifice was really just a set-up.

- To cover up the torture session.

- And accuse
the one that's

deep into Aztec
culture: Necalli.

- Okay, why would they torture him?

- To make him confess
the secret of Eldorado.

- The commissioner won't like this theory.

- No, not Eldorado strictly speaking,
but something that resembles it.

We know today that
Moctezuma, the last Aztec king,

had a treasure that the
conquistadors never found.

- And why would Desmond keep it to himself?

We should've found this
treasure at his place, right?

- We had something else
in front of us at the crime scene,

maybe we didn't look properly.

- What are you doing?

- I was expecting there to be
a secret door that would open,

like in the movies.

MYSTERIOUS MUSIC RETURNS

- For what reason?

- I was thinking, if Desmond
brought treasure here,

he must've hidden it in
a secret room in his house.

You'd like that, right?

MYSTERIOUS MUSIC
TRANSFORMS INTO EXCITING

- The books here,

they're numbered from 1—

—to 23.
RAPH: Twenty-two is missing.

- Yes.

- (Astrid!)

These look like the
logbooks of his expeditions.

- Hm-mmm

What if his secret's in here?

- Hm-mmm!

In logbooks 16 to 23,

Desmond recounts his treasure hunts.

- Same for the first 15.

ASTRID: In the last logbook, Philippe
Desmond mentions Necalli Cantu,

his adopted son born into a
Nahua tribe in the middle of the jungle.

- Necalli grew up in the jungle?
ASTRID: Yes.

His biological father
was the chief of the tribe

and claimed to be descended

from Moctezuma, last king of the Aztecs.
- Hmm.

- Philippe Desmond and
this man were friends.

RAPH: Okay, do we know
why Desmond adopted his son?

- Mm-mmm, it's not written.

The logbook stops short of the adoption.

- Any information on Eldorado?

- Nothing that is not
already in his autobiography.

Capt Perran, did you find any information

- Mm-hmm?

on this subject in the
logbooks numbered 1 to 15?

- No, nothing.

If there's a secret,
it's in the missing logbook,

the 22nd.

Do you think he could
have hidden it somewhere?

- Not necessarily, no.

- Excuse me.

- Be my guest.
- Don't touch.

Thank you.

Hm-mmm.

Hmm. I know where the 22nd logbook is.

- Really?
- Yes. I made a request

to my network of archivists.
A Mexican archivist just answered.

- Well?

- This logbook recently sold

at an auction of document collectors.

There it is.

- Desmond had it auctioned off?
- Definitely not.

Philippe Desmond lost
it on an expedition in the jungle.

It was a "vaqueros"
grave robber who found it.

It sold for €35,000.

GASPS
- €35,000, holy crap!

Okay, I think we're not the
only ones who think this logbook

holds the secret of Eldorado.

Do we know who bought it?
- Yes.

- Paloma Valdés, a rich
French-Mexican heiress. Her.

NICO: 'Paloma Valdés.' Well done, Astrid.
- Hmm.

- You knew Philippe
Desmond, Ms Valdés?

PALOMA: By reputation only.

- Hmm.

However, two months ago

you bought one of his logbooks at auction.

- It's true, yes.

- Do you have this logbook with
you? We'd like to be able to read it.

- It's impossible.

- Ms Valdés,

Philippe Desmond's logbook #22

constitutes evidence in
a criminal investigation.

Failure to divulge it would constitute

obstruction of the exercise of justice,

punishable by a fine of
€15,000 and 3 years in prison.

One - two - three.

- You don't understand.

It's impossible because
it was stolen from me.

- Oh.

- Stolen? Explain.

- I was attacked at my home, in Mexico,

3 weeks ago.

They took the logbook.

- Did you see your attackers?

- Yes.

They were members of the Tihuapan Cartel,

Mexico's worst criminal organization.

- Don't move, I-

don't move.

Astrid, can you come with me?

It was the lady I told not to move.
- Oh.

DOOR CLOSES

- A drug trafficking cartel
is behind all this?

NICO: That would explain the MO.

The Tihuapan Cartel has
already cut off heads, crucified,

strangled with intestines,
burned testicles with acid-

- Okay Nico, we understand, thank you.

NICO: Raph, they have no limits—

—a heart ripped out?
Yeah, that looks like them.

- Anyway, they were after Desmond's
secret, why else steal his diary?

- We should know what it contains,

maybe Paloma Valdés had
time to read it before it was stolen.

- Right, try to find traces
of cartel members in France,

check flights from Mexico.

Check if there are obvious
connections to Desmond.

There's a part of his
past that we're missing.

- Astrid, shall we go?

- In the logbook Desmond
recounts his expedition to San Rafael,

a remote village near Guanajuato.

There he found the memoirs of
a 16th century Franciscan monk.

By translating them,
he learned that the Aztecs

had given the precise location
of Eldorado in a codex.

- A codex.

A codex is an ancient manuscript.

PALOMA: Yes. The Codex Borbonicus.

One of the rare pre-Columbian
codices that we have found.

- And what, would the cartel steal it too?

- No, that would be too complicated,

because, though Eldorado is in Mexico,

the Codex Borbonicus is here, in France.

In one of the best-
guarded monuments in Paris.

- Mm-hmm! .

NATIONAL ASSEMBLY

- What I still don't understand is what

a pre-Columbian manuscript is doing
here, at the Palais Bourbon. Thppt!

- Capt Perran explained
to me that the Codex Borbonicus

was brought back by the
Spanish after the conquest of Mexico,

and kept in a Madrid library.

It was allegedly stolen and resold
by a Frenchman in the 17th century.

How and why? No one really knows-

- Oh, hey, Astrid, one
mystery at a time, please.

What interests me is, if
the killer is looking for Eldorado-

- He probably consulted
the Codex Borbonicus here.

BOTH: That's it!

- Hm-mmm.

ASTRID: Raphaëlle.
RAPH: Hmm?

ASTRID: Wait for me.
RAPH: Oh. Yes.

SENSOR BEEPS,
RAPH GASPS

RAPH: (Oh!)

It's great!

. Astrid, come!

- Mmm. .

. Astrid, come! MARVELS Oh, ha!

Astrid, come on. This is good!
- Mm-hmm.

NONCHALANT
- Oh, yes, it's- it's charming.

Are there only pictures in the book?
LIBRARIAN: It is pictographic writing.

- All right. And what does it say?

- The Codex Borbonicus is a calendar.

It displays the elemental deities

for the 260 days of a 52-year Aztec cycle.

Would you like to consult it?
- Yes!

- I would like to know who, uh,
who's viewed this manuscript recently.

- Access to the codex
is very controlled.

Only Assemblymen and their
aides have the right of consultation.

- Oh!

Thank you.

'Paloma Valdés'? She
works in the Assembly?

LIBRARIAN: No, but she had a waiver,

she was preparing a book on the codex.

- Astrid?

Astrid, I have a lead: 'Fabien Rouxin.'

An Assemblyman.
Consulted the codex a week ago.

And guess what? He's a former diplomat.

He was at a post in Mexico for 15 years,

the same time as Desmond.
It's worth digging into, right?

- The secret.

Philippe Desmond wrote
that the location of Eldorado

was written in this manuscript,

but I can't find it.

The Aztecs must
have coded the information,

we must find the code.

- Well, I see that you're completely,

into your riddle, so you're
not listening to me at all.

All right, I- I'll let you search.

If you find anything about Eldorado,

that would allow us to track the perpetrator,

keep us posted?

MUTTERS
(That's what I think.)

All right then?

- Well, no trace of the Tihuapan
Cartel in France in recent months.

- Nothing linking them to Desmond?
- Not a ripple.

On the other hand, something's
going on in the Mexican media:

the cartel has assassinated
the governor of Michoacan.

It's politically important.
- Holy cow.

They'll stop at nothing. Hmm.

- Everyone's afraid he'll be replaced
by a governor who works for them.

I wonder why such a powerful cartel
is interested in an old treasure hunter?

- We'll have to find out.

In the meantime, summon a Fabien
Rouxin for first thing tomorrow morning.

- Okay, consider it done.

- He's an Assemblyman. Good luck.

- We're going to close, I'm sorry.

But if you haven't finished I can
lend you a facsimile if you want.

- I don't understand.

The Codex Borbonicus is a calendar.

How can a calendar you
use to locate yourself in time

lead to a place located in space?

- We must try not to ask these questions
with the eyes of a contemporary westerner.

The notions of time and space were
very different from ours at the time,

and for the Aztecs
they were closely linked.

- In what way?

- The full extent of their knowledge
hasn't reached us, it's tragic.

Without measuring tools, they built

perfect pyramids which remain
architectural mysteries to this day.

May I?
- Yes.

Your tattoo there,

It means you belong to
the Brotherhood of the Rose-Cross.*
* ROSICRUCIANS

You protect the ancient
knowledge of humanity.

I have already met one of your colleagues.

- Members of the Rose-Cross are
everywhere where knowledge is threatened.

- So the codex does
indeed contain a secret.

- That

is up to you to find out
for yourself, Ms Nielsen.

RAPH: So can I have a taste?
NICO: Yeah, taste.

- It's hot!
- Yes!

THEY LAUGH

- But— it’s sweet!
- Yes, it's rice pudding.

- I thought it was risotto.
- No, not at all, this is dessert!

KNOCKING
- LAUGHS It's my mother.

She's coming to collect some
things, she found an apartment,

thank god!

KNOCKING

Yes, yes mom!
- You'll never guess what's happened.

- Don't tell me.
- No no, my girlfriend had a setback.

Hello!
- Hello.

- Her son returned from
India earlier than expected.

It's just for one little night, at most.
- It's not like we had anything planned.

- Yeah. Were you
going to have dinner?

- No, please, sit.

- Yes, we were going to dinner.
- Please, sit.

- Thank you!
- I'll set a place for you.

- Oh, this makes me happy,
because I'm a little hungry,

so that's good.

It smells good, what's the plan?
UTENSILS CLINK

- Oh, Mr. Rouxin!

- I came as soon
as I got your message.

It's terrible about Philippe.

- Did you know him well?
- He was a friend, yes,

even if we haven't seen each other
much since I came back from Mexico.

- And, did you know that he
was involved in a case of

trafficking in pre-Columbian relics?

- Oh, you know, mentalities
were different at the time.

The stories of restitution didn't exist.

He was more of an Indiana
Jones than a trafficker.

- And did he tell you about El Dorado?
- Of course.

He said he had found it, but
it was more to maintain his legend,

and then to sell his book, that's all.
RAPH: Hmm.

- I saw your name in the
register of the Assembly library.

Are you interested
in Aztec culture?

- You're asking why I
consulted the Codex Borbonicus?

It was at the request of Philippe's son.

- Do you know Necalli?
- Mm-hmm.

It was I who at the time facilitated
the formalities for his adoption.

- What exactly happened, for an

indigenous leader to entrust
his son to a westerner like that?

- Deforestation, diseases,
unscrupulous landowners.

All the members of his tribe were
dying one after the other, decimated.

- Mmm. He wanted to spare his son.
- Exactly,

that's why Philippe moved closer to them.

And then the chief trusted him.

Necalli arrived in
France at the age of 7.

Can you imagine the shock?
He had almost never left the jungle.

- Mm-hmm. I understand
better why he is so...

...raw.

- His people have disappeared,
and the land where he lived too.

In a way he's the last of the Aztecs.

That's why I can't
refuse him anything.

- What did he want to
know about the codex?

- I don't know.

He simply asked me to
take some photos for him.

- Could you write down the page numbers he asked you to take photos of?

Please.

- Do you think it has a
link with Philippe's murder?

- Madam?

I deciphered part of
the code. I'll show you.

On this page, the images
are not geometrically arranged.

This is because in
reality they indicate places,

temples, volcanoes, cities, directions.
Hmm!

This is a map.

Look, hmm?

Everything coincides. Instead of water

there is Chalchiutlicue,
the goddess of water.

- Mmm. We knew you
would be worthy, Ms Nielsen.

- 'Worthy.'

- The secret contained in the codex

mustn't fall into the wrong
hands, under any circumstances.

And we need you
to help us protect it.

- Only, to protect it, I must know it.

- You're missing the key.

And like Philippe Desmond,
you'll be able to crack the code.

ASTRID: Hm-mmm!

There is a key.

And Philippe Desmond had this key?

- Well, no, he didn't.

But his son Necalli Cantu, yes.

- Oh.

Mr Cantu has shown hostility thus far.

I'm not sure he'll
be willing to help me.

- Well just tell him you come from us.

- Was I wrong about Necalli?
NICO: I don't know.

Logically, if he was
interested in the codex...?

- So that means he's playing with us,

and that he too is
interested in Eldorado.

I'll ask Astrid if she's
found anything on her end.

- Hello, this is the voicemail-
- Voicemail.

That's the third time
I've gotten her voicemail.

That's starting to
worry me, it's not like her.

FOREST SOUNDS

AZTEC-EVOCATIVE MUSIC

NECALLI: What do you
want to know about the codex?

- I seek to know the
secret it contains.

- Yeah?
And?

- And I think you have a key—

—and you could help
me decode this image.

The Brotherhood of the Rose-Cross sent me.

- They told you I had the key?
- Yes.

- They were wrong.

- Oh.

You don't have the key?

- I don't have the key.

THRILLING MUSIC

I am the key.

- Where did you get
the tattoos on your back?

- From my father.

My real father.

The tribe passed down
tattoos from father to son

since the death
of the last Aztec king.

- Mm-hmm.

Is it thanks to these drawings that
Philippe Desmond found El Dorado?

- Mmm.

- Why did he never say where it was?

- I don't want Eldorado
to be desecrated by men.

They destroy everything they touch.

Do you know what they did
to my jungle, to my family?

Philippe understood me.

He respected my wishes.

- There's something
I don't understand.

If you're not interested
in Eldorado as you say,

why did you want
photos of the codex?

- What photos?

- The photos you asked
Fabien Rouxin to take for you.

- I never asked him to take photos.

If he did, it wasn't for me.

- Desmond would rather be
tortured than reveal Necalli's secret.

- Selling relics is one thing, but

selling Eldorado— his son
would never have forgiven him.

- That's it.

Necalli is the motive for
the murder, not the culprit.

- Yeah. Someone wanted me to
believe the opposite: Rouxin.

He took photos of the codex,

but I don't know for whom.

Any information on him?

- I haven't found much about his
career as a diplomat in Mexico.

I know his private life: he left his
ex-wife and two daughters there.

- And I couldn't get into his mailbox.
The Assemblyman is careful.

I got access to his income
since he's required to disclose it.

I found a transfer of €40,000,
paid just once, 3 months ago.

Guess who the sender
was. A gold buyer in Paris.

RAPH: Excellent, Norah.

We need to find
the item he sold them.

Well, we'll keep looking. He's
a politician and hard to catch, unless

we have something really solid.

- Necalli's tattoos consist
of four Aztec deities:

Xipe Totec, Tezcatliploca,
Cihuateteo, and Tlaloc.

- OK, but how do they
point to Eldorado?

- I didn't understand
right away either.

Look.

Put a finger there.

I have to find the eyes.

There.

Xipe Totec looks in
the direction of Tezcatlipoca.

And there,

Tlaloc looks in the
direction of Cihuateteo. Hmm!

- (Wow...) Wow!

- Come.

There.

REVELATORY MUSIC

Eldorado.

- Astrid—

—so, does it really exist?

- Yes.
- Oh!

It looks like it's in
the middle of a jungle.

- It is the Bobora jungle in the
state of Michoacan.

It is a protected
nature reserve.

- Michoacan. Michoacan is the region with
the governor assassinated by the cartel.

- Yes.
- You were right, Astrid!

They were really after Eldorado.
- Mmm.

- (It exists.) Oh shit, no!

Nico says he found
some information on Rouxin.

- Raphaëlle?
Raphaëlle?

- Yes. Yes?

- Unless this information
is of central importance to the case,

would it be possible to keep it secret?

I made a promise.

- Of course, Astrid.

Then,

it will be both our secret.
- Hm-mmm.

- I spoke to a former colleague
of his, he wasn't very nice.

According to him,
Roussin often facilitated the

efforts of politicians who
worked for the cartels.

- Is there any evidence of these actions?
- Yeah.

- None. But it would be these
suspicions of corruption that

pushed him to return to France.
Which brings us to this.

- Wow! Hell of a bill, Mr Assemblyman.

Is it a consulting firm?
NICO: Yeah.

The biggest in Paris, he
used them on his campaign.

I don't know where he
found all that money,

but I'm sure it
came from the cartel.

- I went to the gold buyer.

He had a sample left of
what Rouxin sold him. It's not a relic.

It's raw gold, 24 carat.

Rouxin had 500g of it,

he said he'd soon
have a lot more to trade.

- You think it's linked to Eldorado?

- But that's it.

Yeah, that's it!

Eldorado's not a treasure. It's a deposit.

Let's assume that this
deposit is located in a

protected area, like a nature reserve.

In Michoacan, for example.

NICO: That would explain why the
cartel had the governor assassinated.

To avoid the constraints
of the nature reserve.

- Desmond wanted to
prevent mining by the cartel.

- I know someone who
didn't have the same qualms.

- It all started with these nuggets.
Desmond gave them to me 17 years ago,

to thank me for helping him adopt Necalli.

At the time he told me
they came from Eldorado.

But as he was always
making a big deal about it,

I thought it was a joke.

- Years later, you run
in the legislative elections,

and the election campaign ruins you.

- Yes.

To realize my dream, I asked
Mexican acquaintances for help.

- You call the Tihuapan
Cartel 'Mexican acquaintances'?

RAPH:
No need to lie, Mr Assemblyman.

- I was unable to repay them on
time. They were so threatening,

I was helpless, I didn't know
what to do anymore, who to turn to.

The only thing left to me were these
nuggets given to me by Desmond.

- When the gold buyer
told you that it was 24 carats,

you thought you could make more money,

and that you'd finally
be able to repay the cartel.

- At first, the Tihuapan
Cartel leader didn't believe me.

But when he learned that Desmond's
logbook had been bought for a fortune,

he became interested.

- Philippe Desmond's
Logbook #22 sold for €35,000.

- So they steal the
diary from Paloma Valdés,

they assassinate the governor
to ensure the exploitation by mining,

and all you had to do
was find its exact location.

- Listen, all I did was take photos
of the codex and send them.

I didn't think it would
go this far, I swear.

I didn't hurt Desmond.

It was the cartel,
nothing can stop them.

- On the watch, on the strap,
there are light gray spots.

- Yes. And?

- We have to look at
this watch, we have to open it.

- Sit back down, we're not finished.

- Please.

- Mr Assemblyman,
give me your watch please.

- Thank you.

NICO: Here.

ASTRID: There, we have to open it there.
RAPH: Mm-hmm.

- There is only one case in which
blood can attack stainless steel:

when the latter contains
a high level of enzymes.

Oh. The medication Desmond
was taking made his blood runny.

ASTRID: Hm-mmm!
There we go.

- Mr Assemblyman, if I
have this blood trace tested,

will I find it is Mr Desmond's DNA?

- All I wanted was to escape the cartel.

- You murdered a man.

You ripped out his
heart to frame his son.

You escaped the cartel,
but you won't escape prison.

ASTRID: Mm-mmm.

SHAKY SIGH

KNOCKING

KNOCKING

Mr Cantu, I see you.
What are you doing there?

- You invited
yourself to my house.

Twice.

- How did you get my address?
NECALLI: They gave it to me.

DOOR UNLOCKS

- The members of the Brotherhood of
the Rose-Cross gave you my address?

- Yes.

They watch over me since I left Mexico.

- How do you get in touch with them?

- They come to me.

By the way, they gave me something for you.

ASTRID: Hm-hmm.

Your father's Logbook #22.

- They told me you'd
know what to do with it.

Is this the case?

- Yes.

SHREDDING

RAPH: You're not-

. . .

Aren't you a little curious? Hmm?

I don't know, do you
think we could go to Mexico,

to see what Eldorado looks like?

- Absolutely not, mm-mmm.

And I will make sure the cartel
never has access to this information.

- Yeah.
Especially since you made a promise.

- Yes.
BOTH: Mmm.

- And-
- Wait.

. . .

I don't like this noise.
- Really I wanted to talk to you

about something.
I thought of something.

Well, something a bit crazy.

- Something a bit crazy?
- Yeah.

- I may have a solution so
that Tetsuo can stay in France.

- Hm-hmm.

A legal and administrative solution?

- Totally legal, and administrative. Yes.

So, here it is. I was thinking,

Since Tetsuo loves you,

and you love Tetsuo...

- Yes.

- Yes I know.

Well, I thought

you two could get married.

- M- m-, m-

- Wait- Astrid-
- M- m-

right, think about it.
It's not that absurd.

That way you- you

you're sure to get rid
of your epileptic seizures.

- Hmm-

SAMI: Unless your epilepsy
has nothing to do with Tetsuo.

- You're not here.

You are just an illusion.

- You never wondered why it was
me who appeared during your crises?

Why me, Astrid?

Why me?

You have to search!
You have to dig!

Solve the Towers of Hanoi!

Astrid!

- Astrid?

(Astrid..)

Astrid! Astrid!

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