All language subtitles for Astrid.et.Raphaëlle.S05E05.Le.baptême.des.morts

OMINOUS MUSIC

RAPH: Hello, hello.

BELL TOLLS

Nice reception.

Do we smell?

People don't seem
very happy to see us.

SNIFFS
ASTRID:Mm- mmm.

- You going to be okay, Astrid?

- Yes, I am not emotionally
impacted by these people's welcome.

- Not that, I was
talking about your epilepsy.

The neurologist still said

That it could
happen at anytime,

I thought it was some kind
of unpredictable surprise.

- Mm- mmm. on the contrary,
it is a predictable unforeseen event.

- You're sure?
- Certain.

NICO: Hi.

- You too, do you feel like
we're not welcome?

- Not many outsiders come here.

- We're outsiders?
They think we're outsiders?

- We're in a Latter-Day Saints community—

—'Mormons,' if you prefer.

- Oh, Mormons. Aren't these people
supposed to be in the United States?

- There are 40,000 Mormons
in France, Raph.

- Wow, damn! I was not aware.

And our victim is one?
- It's not very clear at the moment.

You coming? You'll see,
Fournier's on fire.

It's this way.

FOURNIER: Are you aware you're
obstructing a police investigation?

MORMON1:
I have no knowledge of it, I said no!

FOURNIER SPUTTERS

- What's going on, Fournier?
- They won't let me in, that's what!

- The temple is sacred,
the uninitiated don't enter.

- Excuse me, sir, I have nothing against
your Church of The Latter, uh-

- 'Of The Latter-Day.'
- ...of The Latter-Day,

but we're here, we were called, huh?

And, someone died in your temple,

and not in a very
orthodox way, if I may say so.

- There's no point insisting, I said no!

ADAM: My friends!
ASTRID: Don't shout.

My friends, please.

Calm down, please.

- The outsiders will desecrate our temple!

- It was me, who called the police.

I welcome you, follow me.

- Go on, Astrid.
- We are not initiated.

FOURNIER: We're going in anyway.
ASTRID: Oh.

FOURNIER: It's fine. Thank you.

- Who is the victim?

- Logan Willis, our church treasurer,

and one very appreciated
by our community.

- Was it you who found him?
- No.

It was Mrs James.

She had come to prepare
the temple for Holy Communion.

- Your guy was shot to death,
between 5 and 6 am I'd say.

We have two wounds: one on
the upper body, the other lower.

- The wound in the back

suggests a shot from behind,

the appearance of the stomach wound

suggests a shot from the front.

- In the stomach from
the front, and in the back?

- From behind.
- Mmm!

JAMES: Like Joseph Smith.

- Excuse me, ma'am?

- Logan died like Joseph Smith.

- Who's Joseph Smith?
- The founder of our faith.

He was murdered by Americans
who rejected our community,

a bullet in the back,
and one in the stomach.

- Logan is our new prophet!

♪

- What's this about a prophet?

DISMISSIVE
- Oh!

Mrs James is a very pious woman.
- Yes indeed.

Do you have a lot of
holy-rollers here, like her?

- You know, Commander,
Mormons are citizens too.

BAPTISM OF THE DEAD

Outside this community I teach
philosophy at a university.

And Logan was director of
an advertising management.

Our beliefs are our concern.

- Excuse me, I didn't
mean to be disrespectful,

but until we identify the culprit,

your beliefs are our business.
- Cmdr Coste?

- Yes?

- The putty is fresh,

meaning this window
has been recently changed.

- Yes, about ten days ago.

ASTRID: Hmm. This is the
glass located above the handle.

In many reports, investigators
consider this a sign of a break-in.

- Oh, no-!
ASTRID: Yes.

- Oh, no, no break-in has been reported.

- Do you have
valuable items here?

- Uh, no—

—apart from our archives, nothing.

MOBILE VIBRATES

- Excuse me.

Yes, Mr Prosecutor?
Yes, absolutely.

- Sir,

you said you have an archive.

- Yes.
- Mmm.

- Here it is.

Everything is here.

- What classification
system do you use?

- Are you interested
in genealogy?

- Mm-mmm;

absolutely not. I'm interested
in classification systems.

- We use descendant numbering,

with a variation similar
to the d'Aboville system.

Come see, please.

- Mm-hmm.

The Mormons are known
for archiving vital records.

- Yes,

we're digitizing the civil records
of a number of French departments.

- Are you authorized
to scan official documents?

- Yes, it's the subject of contracts
negotiated directly with the departments.

In exchange, we provide them with a copy.

We keep one here,

and send the other to our
archives in Salt Lake City, in the US.

- I don't understand,
what is the point of this?

- To increase our genealogical data.

Thanks to us, you can find your
ancestors scattered all over the world,

and we, we can baptize our dead.

- You can't baptize the dead, they're dead.

- Ah...
OH-YOU-OUTSIDERS LAUGH

We baptize our ancestors by proxy,

so that they too can
access the heavenly paradise.

But rest assured,

we only baptize our dead.

They are always free to accept
or refuse this baptism in the afterlife.

ASTRID: They're dead.

It's strange, though.

- Hmm.
So, these archives—

- Their classification system
is particularly effective. Hm-hmm!

LAUGHS

- Say...

Don't you find all
these cameras weird, huh?

And the way they have
of not answering questions.

It bugs me!

- You think the members of this
community are hiding something.

- Oh, it's not that they're
hiding something from me,

it's that they have
absolutely nothing to show us!

- He showed me the archives room.
- Wow.

- Hm-mmm!
- You were lucky.

- Yes.

- Who-

GASPS
Astrid! You see?

ASTRID: See what?

- A silhouette that went by very very fast

as if observing us.
ASTRID: Mm-mmm.

I was looking at the gentlemen
who are washing the wall.

RAPH: Okay.

- They don't clean it very well.

- Hello, you've reached Elizabeth's voicemail,

I'm not available at the moment,
so leave me a message and

I'll call you back very soon.
BEEP

SIGHS

PENELOPE:
Excuse me, I'm trying to warn my youngest,

Elizabeth. She's on a mission
in Africa and isn't reachable.

She loved her father so much.

- I'm going to have to ask you
some questions, Mrs Willis.

Have you noticed a change
in your husband's behavior recently?

- Not particularly.

- Was he afraid of something?

- Not that I know of.

- Those are high-end CCTV cameras.

Have you installed
them recently?

- Yes.

- And why?
- Don't we have the right

to protect ourselves?
Like any citizen?

- Certainly.

Just before your husband's
homicide, it raises some questions.

- Listen, my husband was a good father,

an exemplary Latter-Day Saint,

and a citizen who
wanted to protect his family.

I don't know what else to say.

CARL: You believe the community
has been targeted for malicious acts?

- There's anti-Mormon
graffiti all over the walls,

and they've put CCTV cameras everywhere.

- And there's a consistent
body of evidence that indicates

there was a breach
of the Mormon temple.

- But why hide it from
the police, aren't they victims?

- Well, Mormons tend to
wash their dirty linen in private.

- Or they know the source of the threat,

and want to keep it to themselves.

ASTRID: I'm done.

NORAH: Raphaëlle?
- Yeah?

- I found your graffiti writer.
- Oh!

NORAH: Look.
RAPH: Where did you find that?

- On the social networks. A young exmo.
- A what?

- 'A young exmo.'

- An exmo's an ex-Mormon,
she's a girl who left the community.

- All right, and why'd
she leave the community?

- She couldn't live there, she's gay.

She calls herself "Out Of Moroni."

- Elizabeth Willis.

- The victim's daughter?
- Yes.

- Are you sure, Astrid?
- Yes.

- When I saw the photo,
she didn't have that at all,

she had the look
of a model little girl.

- Mm-mmm, look.

She has the same visible
aplasia of the left earlobe

as Elizabeth, eye color matches,
as well as the chin dimple, there.

Out Of Moroni is Elizabeth Willis. Hm-hmm!

- Why are you making that face?

- Well, because she's
supposed to be in Africa.

Did you locate her?

- Mmm! The last video
she posted locates her in Créteil,

in a youth home.

ELIZ: I'm telling you, I didn't tag there.

RAPH: Yet it looks like your tag.

RAPH: There were lots
of houses all around the temple,

- Well it's not me.
I don't draw trumpets like that.

And besides, I won't set foot there.
RAPH: Why?

Because they don't
accept you as you are?

- Because to be a good
Mormon, you have to fit the mold.

RAPH: Elizabeth,

do your parents
know you're homosexual?

- Are you kidding?

They would've killed me if they'd known.

- And you?

Could you kill them?

- What are you talking about?

- Your father was
murdered this morning.

- My father?

He's dead?

I'm sure it's the one
who beat him up last time!

- Beaten up?
- Yes.

- My father was
beaten up in front of the temple

a little before I left.

- You were able to recover
a video that's over 3 months old?

- This is private CCTV,

owners aren't subject
to deletion of recordings.

- There! This is the start of the assault.

- Wait, "stop"!

I recognize him.

It's Dino Caruso, a former drug kingpin.

- The Calabrese Mafia?

This is getting crazy!

...besides, Logan made
significant withdrawals

from the parish account recently .

- By linking this information
with the attack by the mafioso,

it's possible to hypothesize that
Logan Willis was being blackmailed.

- He refused and, pow!

- Bang-bang.

The two shots: one frontal, one dorsal.

- Absolutely.
- Hm-hmm, I understood 'pow.'

DOORBELL

- Mrs Willis!

We have more questions to ask you.

Why couldn't you talk
about your husband's assault?

- Logan didn't want to
involve the police in all this,

he said that we had
to face our persecutors,

as Joseph Smith would have done.
- DRYLY That worked out.

- Cmdr Coste, he is dead,

murdered.

- Please forgive me.

You have to know
we're here to help you.

You'll have to trust us now.

- We don't need help.

The only person who
can help us is Jesus Christ.

- I still can't figure out
if she's making fools of us,

or if it was her husband
who was making a fool of her.

But someone's messing
with someone.

JUMP STING

Oh! Astrid!

Did you- did you see it this time?
- See what?

GUN CLICKS

Raphaëlle?

There is no sidewalk.

- Hey!

You have to stop following us.
JUDITH YELPS

GUN CLICKS

Who are you, hmm?

JUDITH: I'm a student of Logan!

My name is Judith Gernival.

Logan taught scripture to
young people in the community.

He told us about the covenant
between our people and Jesus Christ.

'After we traveled for days

MUTTERS
- Oh, excuse me.

we came to the Promised Land.'

- 18-23 Nephi. Hm-hmm!

- This was Logan's favorite
passage. It gives me courage.

MRS GERNIVAL:
Come on, darling, let's not stay there.

- It's in a frame in
Mrs Willis's living room.

MR GERNIVAL

DOOR CLOSES

- So, Fournier,
tell me everything.

- Oh!

Well, your murder
weapon is a Glock 17.

- A Glock 17?
- Mm-hmm.

- You sure? It's the
Mafia's weapon of choice.

- Yeah, well, there's
something else rather weird.

- Go on, I'm listening.

- The second bullet that
hit Logan Willis has, uh,

an unexpected trajectory.

- 'Unexpected trajectory,' unexpected.
I see that the bullet, uh,

comes in, and then goes out, huh?

What's bothering you, Fournier?

- What's bothering Dr Fournier is
the firing angle of this bullet,

which can give rise
to only one explanation:

Logan Willis shot himself.

Here.
- Ah...!

- Suicide?

- No, we can't really say that.

The first bullet hit vital organs,

so there was little
chance of survival anyway, but

it seems he shot himself afterwards.
- Okay.

- All right. - Hm-mmm.

MR GERNIVAL:
Go get him now!

- What the hell?
STAFF: Calm down!

I want my brother's remains now!

STAFF: Sir, I asked you to calm down.
- THAT'S ENOUGH!

I DEMAND TO SPEAK
TO SOMEONE IN CHARGE!

- What is this circus?

- We want to collect the body

of our brother, Logan Willis!
You'll desecrate him!

- No no, that's not going to start again!

- We must bury him
according to our rites!

- The investigation is ongoing,

so I'll inform you as soon as
you can recover the body.

- Whoever goes against
the word of the Lord-

ALL: -IS CURSED!

- 4-8 Esther.

SCOFFS
FOURNIER: Cursed, now!

Well that's about everything!
Thank you, go on.

- Well, the word of the Lord, whatever, but

following the laws of the Republic, huh?

- Come on!

- I find it great to have kept in
touch with a childhood friend, Astrid.

- Raphaëlle, I can't say
he was a childhood friend,

and we didn't keep in touch.
I will get back in touch with him.

- What gave you the idea
to get back in touch with him?

- Sami appeared to me several times

during my epileptic
hallucinatory phenomena.

- You think Sami could
have a link with your seizures?

- I don't know.

- Do you think, uh,

your crises could be
linked to Tetsuo's departure?

- I don't know.
- That would reassure me, because

I'm afraid that your last
crisis was because of me.

Why do you say that?

- I had told you about marriage.

- You told me about marriage?

- Astrid, you don't remember?
- Definitely not.

What marriage are you talking about?
- Yours, to Tetsuo.

I told you that

it was great, that
you were super in love,

and, and it would allow
Tetsuo to stay in France.

Was it a nice idea?

- Raphaëlle, marriage is governed
by articles 143-227 of the Civil Code,

constituting 84 articles,
84 articles that should be studied

before deciding whether
or not it's a nice idea.

- Fuck, 84. Indeed, yes.

Well, in any case, if you
decide to get married, I'll

I'll play my role as a friend
to, to 200 percent! Yeah. Okay?

Hey, we could even go choose
your wedding dress together.

- A dress?
- Mm-hmm! You know

what they say about the dress?
- Mm-mmm.

A wedding dress is unique.

The wedding dress is a
reflection of the bride's soul.

Fuck that's beautiful.

- As long as I can remember,
I haven't worn a dress.

I don't like them.

It lets air between
my legs, I prefer pants.

- No wedding dress then?

- Raphaëlle,

I first have to study
84 Articles of the Civil Code.

GATE BELL

GATE OPENS, SQUEAKS

SAMI SR: Astrid!

- Hello Mr Gourmet.

- Have you come to see Sami?
- Yes.

Sami showed up at
the social aptitude workshop,

but left immediately.
I would like to speak to him.

MRS GOURMET:
Astrid! I'm so happy to see you!

Hello, Mrs Gourmet.

- Sami's at work.

He was hired at a cafe
that employs autistic staff

Come back tomorrow?
At 5pm, is that convenient?

- Tomorrow, 5 pm. All right.

Goodbye.

BOTH: Goodbye.

Astrid, you remember
Cmdr Legendre of Violent Crime.

- Yes.

Hello, Cmdr Legendre.

- Were you able to locate Dino Caruso?
- I can confirm.

I've located him so well, he's
waiting in your interview room.

- Good.

- On the other hand, it'd be
nice to get a little more updated.

You suspect him of murder?

- Yes, he's a suspect,
is that surprising?

He doesn't have
the résumé of a choirboy.

- I know, but Caruso's
been on parole for a year.

He just got married and finally had a kid,

I wouldn't have thought
he'd give that up right now.

He's parked the Mafia staff car.
- Well, we'll ask him.

- So, Caruso, it's
been a long time.

- So long, I'd forgotten
about you, commander.

Who's the pretty girl
with you? Your girlfriend?

- Cmdr Coste, Crime Squad.

Is this man familiar?

- Who is it?

- Logan Willis, a Mormon.

He was murdered yesterday.

- Is it coming back to you?

- Okay, we can have a little talk.
But I haven't killed anyone!

I don't even know who the fuck he is!

- Then why'd you attack him?
LEGENDRE: I'm warning you,

tell us everything or
I'll blow up your parole.

- Hold on, I pushed
him around a bit, it's true,

but not too much!

I was told to take it easy on him,

call him 'a dirty Mormon,'
that kind of thing.

- Who told you to?

Go ahead, spill it, 'cause otherwise-
- It was Brachetti!

- What— Brachetti? Sylvain Brachetti?

- Yes.

- One sec—
(do I know who Sylvain Brachetti is?)

- He's an armed robber
* CALABRESE MAFIA

for the 'Ndrangheta.*
* CALABRESE MAFIA

He killed a cop in
a heist 20 years ago,

everyone's looked but
he's never been found.

He's had several plastic surgeries,

that's why investigations
never yielded anything.

Have you seen him yourself?

- No, he called me.

- Could I be alone, please?

- Of course.

- 'Of course.'

And could you close the door please?

- Of course.
- Thank you.

DOOR CLOSES

ANTOINETTE ROBOMBE

Mm-hmm.

MOBILE VIBRATES
(Ah ah ah ah ah!)

. . .

Yes, hello, Raphaëlle?

- Where are you, Astrid?

I looked for you everywhere
after leaving the interview.

- I'm at the Mormon genealogy center.

- What're you doing there?

- I had seen something but
I didn't know I had seen it—

—until now.

'Antoinette Robombe.'
- Who's that?

- Wait, I'll check.

- Astrid?

Astrid? Are you there?

- Yes, I'm checking, wait.

Hm-hmm!

Antoinette Robombe was the
grandmother of Sylvain Brachetti.

As she's his only family connection
investigations have ever identified,

she was bugged and under surveillance.

There are many reports
on him in the file, I know the file.

- What does this have to do with Mormons?
- Baptism, Raphaëlle.

Baptism.

I had seen his name on the board

in the Mormon geneaology archives room.

They intend to baptize her postmortem.

It's rather strange.
- Okay, see you soon.

- All right. Hmm!

- You're saying that for all these years,

Brachetti was hiding among the Mormons?

RAPH: It's totally plausible.

- He found the ideal
community to rebuild his identity.

ASTRID: Absolutely.

Mormons digitize civil
records from around the world.

This privileged access
to administrative documents

could've allowed him
to falsify a birth certificate.

- Have you identified him?

- Three Mormons match
Sylvain Brachetti's profile.

They are all 45 to 55 years old,

and joined the community
between 2003 and 2005.

- In order to identify Brachetti
among these three suspects,

I made requests to
the departmental archives

of their respective places of birth.

There's only one department that
entrusted its civil records

to the Mormons for digitization.

This is the department of Gers. Hmm.

- That's not all. Astrid found
that the birth records were damaged:

pages were missing.

- Brachetti would've taken the
opportunity to slip in his new identity.

- Mm-hmm.
- Birth certificate, Social Security number,

A false identity bigger than life.

- That would be Adam Loizeau,
the priest of the community.

- Can I know what I'm doing here?
ASTRID: Mr Loizeau,

a consistent body of
evidence seems to indicate

that your true identity is
not that of Adam Loizeau,

but that of Sylvain Brachetti.

- What?

I don't even know who
you're talking about.

- Ah. Sylvain Brachetti.
He's a robber, guilty of homicide.

He fled and was never found.

RAPH: It's funny, because
you became a Mormon

just a few months
after his last robbery.

- So what?

- According to your Civil Status,* you were
* LIFE EVENTS RECORD

born in Eauze, in the department of Gers.
* LIFE EVENTS RECORD

- That doesn't make me a murderer.
RAPH: No, but

the birth records of Gers
for that time were digitized

by your community. You must admit
it's starting to be quite the coincidence.

- Cmdr Coste often says that
coincidences do not exist. Hm-hmm!

- Listen, it's quite possible,

but I don't remember all the
departments that used our services.

- Uh...

...you must've missed her, all these years.

- Antoinette Robombe,
Sylvain Brachetti's grandmother—

—well, your grandmother.

RAPH: You missed her so much

that you baptized her post mortem.

You didn't just hide with the Mormons,

you converted completely.

- At first, it was just to hide out.

I joined this community
out of self-interest, by calculation.

I was so different back then.

And then, I met a community.

A family.

Faith.

- All that was missing
was your grandmother.

- If I couldn't find her in this life,

I hoped to at least find her in the other.

- (Yes.)

This was why Logan
Willis lit a fire under you?

- (Yes.)

RAPH: In becoming Mormon,

you've rebuilt an
exemplary life for yourself.

For this second chance,

you were ready to
do anything to preserve it.

- But I didn't kill Logan!

I didn't kill Logan,
I did everything he asked me!

I appointed him treasurer, as he asked.

I provided him with a gun.

- A Glock 17?
- Yes—!

—I even told Caruso to hit him,
because he asked!

- Don't shout.
RAPH: Wait, wait—

—Logan Willis asked you to hit him?
- Yeah.

It's true, I swear!

I didn't understand
why he asked me that.

He wanted someone to hit him,

but not too hard,
and call him 'dirty Mormon.'

But I swear I didn't kill Logan!

I'm the one who called you!

The Mormons gave me the
opportunity to become a good person.

I won't kill anymore.

Not since I met Jesus Christ.

- Mr Loizeau-
- Mm-mmm: 'Mr Brachetti.'

- I do not know if you're responsible
for the murder of Logan Willis.

On the other hand, I do know

you killed a police officer 20 years ago.

and you're going to have to pay for it.

- I'm ready.

- Logan Willis forced
him to make him hit him?

That doesn't make sense.

- Let's take the elements:

Adam Loizeau told us
Logan Willis blackmailed him

to become church treasurer.

- For access to money.
- And to look the other way.

Search for hidden accounts,
look at his whole family.

Scrutinize the slightest movement,
we have to see if something's missing.

- Raphaëlle?
TAPS

There's someone for you.
RAPH: Oh!

- I came home to be with mom.

It was a shock to her,
she thought I was still in Africa.

She doesn't want me
to come to dad's funeral.

She said I'll shame him.

- Have a seat.
I'm sorry, Elizabeth.

Astrid, join us.

- You know what the craziest thing is?

Even though I was persecuted
when I was with the community,

it didn't get any easier when I left.

All the exmos can tell you:
we banish ourselves.

We banish ourselves
from our own community,

from our families.
I believed this...

even if I don't agree with it.

My mother rejects me and-

and at the same time, I miss her.
RUEFUL LAUGH

That's not what I came about.

- You've drawn on your bag.

It- it's strange.

- Yes.

Look what I found in my father's office.

- Hm-hmm!

ELIZ: I don't understand either.

My father hates exmos.

I don't see why he'd do all those tags.

And there are quotes
on the living room wall,

about the Promised Land
and a vengeful God.

All that wasn't there before.

- 4-8 Esther, 18-23 Nephi.
Hm-hmm!

AMUSED
- Yes, right, even if you say it strangely.

- Why do you say 'strangely'?

- Because it's 'Esther 4:8.'

'Esther' is the name of the book,

'chapter 4, verse 8.'

ASTRID: Hm-hmm!

- '4-8 Esther,' '18-23 Nephi'
are not verses.

ASTRID:
4 degrees, 8 minutes, east.

18 degrees, 23 minutes, north.

These are geographic coordinates.
(Hmm!)

KNOCKING

. . .

- What is it?
- Hello, this is a search.

- You have no right.
- You'll go up?

RAPH: Oh yes, we have the right.

We have the right, and it
was given to us directly from on high,

by the public prosecutor himself.

- My husband had nothing
to hide, he was the victim of

religious persecution, but
you don't want to admit that.

RAPH: Of course.

Tell me, what is that,
the hatch in the garage?

BIRD WINGS FLAP

GASP OF EFFORt

- (Nico?)
- Hmm?

- Help me. Ooh!

- Careful.
- Yes. Thanks.

What is it here?
A school?

- No idea.

- Raphaëlle?
I don't like ladders.

- Come up, Astrid, it’s not dangerous.

- No falling.

Hm-hmm!

Raphaëlle?
- Mm-hmm?

- There.

ASTRID: 4'8" E, 18'23" N.

- You were right, Astrid. These
are indeed geographic coordinates.

- Yes. Hm-hmm!

- What is this, all these plans?

What is it? It looks like a temple.

- 'The Precepts of the
Church, by Logan Willis.'

NICO: What is this nonsense?

- This 'nonsense' is proof that
Logan Willis was creating a sect.

NICO:
It's not a school, it's a church.

- He had created an atmosphere of fear

to make Mormons more vulnerable.

The temple break-ins were him.

the tagging and the
fake assault was him too.

- Sow fear and then
stand up as a rescuing hero.

The basic recipe.

He used this to sell his new faith.

- And his Promised
Land: thousands of euros

were found hidden in his attic.

- He gradually embezzled this money
thanks to his position as treasurer,

to buy his land and build his temple.

- The land at the
coordinates Astrid discovered.

- Were many of them under his sway?

- Oh, that's still hard to say, but

those in the community who
followed him were rather discreet.

- In any case, not everyone
would've like Logan trying

to create a schism
in the congregation.

- A Mormon, let's say a
more liberal one, who wanted to

thwart the influence of Logan Willis,

could have wanted to neutralize him.

- Hmm.

MRS GOURMET:
I'm sorry about your dad, Astrid.

- You don't have to be sorry, Mrs Gourmet.

It's not because of you that Dad died.

- He was a charming man.

I was sorry we couldn't
say goodbye to him.

SAMI SR: I had a professional
opportunity, we had to leave.

- It was so sudden we couldn't
say goodbye to anyone,

and Sami couldn't finish his internship.

And he loved the center!

Ah! I thought you might like this.

It's the photo album from the
internship where you met Sami.

CHARON EQUESTRIAN CENTER

OMINOUS MUSIC

- Who is this woman?

- The director of the center, Ms Maioli.

- I don't remember her.

- She was in charge of your morning class.

. . .

- And this man?

- Just a center monitor.

- Snowflake. Hmm!

Why am I holding this trophy?
SAMI SR: Well,

because you won the competition!

Don't you remember?

- Absolutely not.

- From what we found in your attic,

your husband's ambition was to
build a new Mormon community.

A sect.

- A sect?
RAPH: Mm-hmm.

It's the word of an apostate.

My husband was taking
over our community, that's all.

- Hmm. Actually, he
manipulated it through fear.

- The fear didn't come from him.
The enemies of god are everywhere.

All he wanted was to reconnect
with the discipline of Mormonism,

in a world adrift.

- Listen, they've been alerted to the
mission opposing sectarian drift,

they'll conduct an investigation.

- Didn't you understand?
All Mormons approved him.

You're looking in the
wrong place, Logan is a martyr!

'The lord god works
to realize his great designs.'

- God has nothing to do with it, ma'am.

Believe me, people are big enough
to kill each other without his help.

BARKING

SAMI: I'm happy to see you again, Astrid.

- I don't understand.

- What don't you understand?

- You left the social aptitude workshop

the moment you discovered I was there.

- Uh...

Yes, I was... bothered, because

I didn't plan on meeting you again.

- Oh. I'm understanding that

you encountered an unforeseeable
unforeseen event.

- Exactly.
- Hmm!

- Maybe you could come back
to the social aptitude workshop.

My presence would become
a predictable unforeseen event.

- Okay.

NICO: Is it definite?
DETECTIVE: It's clear, it's definitely him.

- Thanks.

Raph?
- Hmm?

- We found something
strange in Logan's garage.

- A dry cleaning ticket, yeah?

- But it's from a dry cleaner
far from the Willis home,

several are in the next town.

- What did we find?

- This.

RAPH: A wedding dress?
NICO: Mm-hmm.

- You're sure Logan Willis
was who dropped it off?

- Certain. And he wasn't
alone, he was with a kid.

The manager of the dry cleaners remembers,

we showed him photos
and he formally identified her.

He was with Judith Gernival.

- You think he wanted to marry the girl?

- The sect he's creating reconnects
with the origins of Mormonism.

Joseph Smith was a polygamist,
he married 30 to 40 women.

- If I were the girl's parents,

there couldn't be a
better reason to murder.

- Yeah, you said it.

- Sir, could you be so kind as
to explain what I'm doing here?

- It’s a scandal!

We're being persecuted,

and you come take us
from our home without warning?

- Calm down, sir,

you're here as part of an investigation
into Logan Willis's murder.

- It's terrible, the
way he was killed.

- What were you doing on
the night of Sunday to Monday?

- I sewed,
and I went to bed early.

- Why would I have
killed him? Tell me, why?

- Because he planned
to marry your daughter.

If someone was seeking to
marry my daughter, a minor?

Believe me, I would've
certainly felt your anger.

- It was such a stroke of luck.

Logan was the protector of our community.

We're suffering persecution,

and he was leading us
to our Promised Land,

like Joseph Smith.

- He was getting ready
to marry your daughter, ma'am—

—a 16-year-old.
- Yeah.

He had chosen her.

- Our family was blessed,

and I blessed this union.

TYPING

MOUSE CLICK

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PRINTER

DOOR OPENS

TIRED SIGH

- Really sick people, these two.

They were happy with
their daughter marrying that guy.

They offered him their child.

- Its called brain washing, Nico.

- I called the social worker.

Think they'll take away custody?

- I don't know.

- Commander?

What am I doing here?

Are parents are all right?
- Your parents are fine.

But they won't be able to
go home with you right away.

- Why?

- They won't be able to go
home with you right away because...

Because your parents wanted
to marry you to Logan Willis.

- Yes, I know!

It was such a stroke of luck!.

He chose me.

- Wait, Judith.

A 50-year-old man can't
marry a 16-year-old girl.

Do you understand that?

- But I loved him.

- Come.

- Even the girl saw no harm
in this marriage, she was happy.

- Raphaëlle.
- Yes?

- I can't reach you.
- Oh?

Oh, yes, indeed, I didn't see
your calls, I'm sorry, beg pardon.

- Yes, 26 missed calls
and 12 messages.

- What's going on, Astrid?
- Could you come with me

to my apartment, please?
I would like to show you something.

- Now?
- Yes, now.

- Go ahead.

- Well, then-

- Pénélope Willis's wedding dress.
What is it doing here?

- Wait, Astrid.

You're sure it's Pénélope
Willis's wedding dress?

- Yes, I saw the wedding photo of Pénélope

and Logan Willis hanging
on the wall in their living room.

This dress is identifiable by its embroidery.

Raphaëlle explained to me
that the wedding dress is unique,

and reflects the-
- The bride's soul.

- Astrid, I'll join you
at your place, all right?

- Tonight.
- Yes, tonight.

- Don't forget.
- No, I have my mobile.

- Promise?
- Yes!

- Promise? Yes.
- Yes!

Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

- Yeah.

RAPH: Know what I think, Mrs Willis?

I think that you were
under your husband's influence too.

But then something opened your eyes.

- My husband was a fair man.
- Your husband wanted to marry a minor.

RAPH:
He wanted to give her your wedding dress.

RAPH:
Do you know what I always say?

A wedding dress is
a reflection of one's soul.

- You're talking nonsense.

RAPH: When I realized it was you,

I realized that you didn't hide the weapon.

- Mrs James took it after Logan's death.
RAPH: Mm-hmm.

- We found it when
we searched her house.

When she came to
the morgue, I remembered

how she looked at the crime scene.

- The gun had become sacred.

- To me it's evidence with fingerprints.

Yours, Mrs Willis.

- My husband was never
without this ridiculous weapon.

He wanted to look like
the sheriff of the community.

One day, he forgot it at home.

I just wanted to scare him.

I found him at the temple to
make him promise not to marry her.

- How did he react?

- He laughed.

He told me that Joseph Smith
himself had taken several wives.

He turned his back on me.

The shot went off.

I immediately regretted it, I

I rushed to him, to help him.

- But he took the gun from you.

- I put it down while bending over him.

How could I have predicted?

When I heard the shot,
I didn't understand right away.

SHOT ECHOES

He'd shot himself, in the stomach.

- He wanted his followers to
compare him to Joseph Smith,

and for his sect to survive him.

- And he succeeded.

Everyone took him
to be the new prophet:

the Gernivals, Mrs James.

They all wanted to continue his work.

DOORBELL

- Raphaëlle.

Thank you for coming.
- You're welcome, Astrid.

So? What do you want to show me?

- Sami.

Sami suddenly left
before the end of the internship

because his father had been transferred,

I couldn't say goodbye to him.

- Then that's why you
don't remember anymore.

This is good news, isn't it?
- Mm-mmm.

Because it's not the only thing I forgot.

I'm the victim of many other
memory lapses over the same period.

- What?

- Memory lapses.

I have no memories of dozens
of moments that I have experienced.

As if they had been erased from my memory.

- But that happens, Astrid.
- Not to me, Raphaëlle.

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