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MORGANE: Okay. So it
happened like that, all of a sudden?

THÉA: All of a sudden, yeah.

ELIOTT: Well yeah, actually,
her taser made an electric arc-

CRACKLING
we couldn't do anything!

- Wait, she had a taser?

- Yeah.
- Oh, well that changes everything!

That means it's an accident,
or even self-defense.

And anyway, the concealment of
the body isn't you, it's the neighbor,

so everything's fine!

Uh, by the way, do you think I should
give him a little something to thank him,

or don't we care?

- Mom, I'm not too familiar with
the etiquette in concealing a corpse.

- Yeah, so we don't care.

MOBILE RINGS

MOBILE RINGS
Oh shit, 07, that's her, it's the judge.

. . .
Okay, quiet, quiet.

. . .

. . .
Come on. Shit. Shit shit shit.

Y...es, hello Your Honor,

LAFOLET: Yes, hello Ms Alvaro.
I definitely had trouble reaching you,

everything all right?
- Yes, yes, yes,

everything's fine. Uh, like a Friday, huh?

You know how it is.
- Exactly, yes.

I wanted to inform you before the
long "weekend," in case my messages

worried you, by your silence.

We're closing the Laëtitia
Pasco investigation.

Everything leads us
to favor the accident theory.

QUIETLY
- Yes!

Yes, yes- or, or or suicide;

because after having
lived with my father,

it wouldn't be surprising.
LAUGHS WEAKLY

Yes, but a stupid accident seems
to me, uh, more- more credible.

So the case is closed?
- As far as I'm concerned, in any case.

Well, I won't bother you any
longer, have a good "weekend."

- Have a good "weekend"!

KARADEC CASE

HIGH INTELLECTUAL POTENTIAL

GILLES: Uh, we're
fine here, huh?

WE NEED
TO TALK

INSP M: It depends
on the point of view.

Well, I'd place it more like this.
I saw at the start

CROSSTALK
how the body was arranged.

GILLES: There, you can
see it, the head's on your side,

sorry Inspector.
INSP M: No, I was first on scene.

GILLES: Yes, that, I'd like-

MORGANE: Ah, Karadec!

GILLES: Pardon, I was saying-

ADAM: Hello, Morgane.

- Wow, you look awful this morning.

Hey, come on, dumping
Léo on your parents

doesn't give you the right
to go out every night!

You're not 20 anymore, old man!

- Very funny.
Shall we?

- And the line is
there, sure and
certain, sure
certain!

- It's completely
normal that this
case comes back
to you, Inspector.

The Belgian Federal Police
are known for their expertise.

- No, no, no, you're
too modest, Lieutenant,

the French police really excel,

they have no equal in
drownings. No, this is yours!

- At sea, yes, but in fresh water

you and your compatriots are unbeatable!

- Excuse me, what's going on?
- Pardon, yeah, Commander,

may I present Insp Maillard
of the Belgian Federal Police.

His team— because it was
your team— ah, uh, found this body

washed up in the middle of
the Franco-Belgian border,

and they got the case back.

- Ah, if I may?
He's not quite in the middle,

because according to my measurements

there's a good 80%, or even 90%—

—no, no!— 90% is
positioned on the French side.

- So, sorry-
- Uh, yes.

Whoa!
CROSSTALK

- The head, here, is on the Belgian side.

INSP M: No no no no no!
GILLES: I don't think the head really-

ADAM AHEMS
- Excuse me!

Apart from that,
what does the M.E. say?

- It's Dr Benzaoui's "weekend," but
everything indicates he drowned. Uh—

—with Belgian water, then, since
his head's on your side of the border.

- Hey! Did you look in his wallet?

- Ah, what do we have in there?
Excuse me... hup...

- An ID, 'Cédric Delcayre'— Belgian ID.

Belgian.
- Belgian...

- Yes, he's Belgian.
- Yes, I see it.

- No, look: "Belgium."

GILLES: Ah—!

—manager of a luxury hotel.
Ha! In Bruges. Belgium, then.

- Well, Insp Maillard, I have
a feeling this case is for you.

- Ah, it's in Belgium.

- Yes, I'll call the
prosecutor to inform him.

What do you want me to tell him?
- Aah, not much, uh...

- Well, no? All right...
CROSSTALK

- These are facts!
LAUGHS

We had a lucky escape, I must say.

I have a family reunion this
"weekend" on Fuerteventura,

to mark an important date.
Three years, can you imagine?

I'm catching a plane at 5 pm, I didn't
say anything to the Commissioner.

If I couldn't go I'd be in deep shit-
- Hey.

Your guy didn't drown at all!
- Huh?

- No, look: his fingers aren't wrinkled.

When you stay in the water for a long time

your fingers start to get pruney,
which always makes the kids laugh.

Most people think it's
because water softens the skin—

—not at all— in fact,

It's a nerve reflex,

so that our hands can
grab things in the water,

like fish, with creased
fingers it's easier, right?

- And so?
- Well, so, he has smooth fingers!

So he got shot before
being thrown in the water.

And given the direction of the current

I imagine that he got
whacked upstream, over there.

- Well yes: in France, huh? Yes!

- What were you saying again?

- We can see a mark
on the back of the skull.

He must have taken a hit to the head,

and the body thrown in the water after.

- Okay then, I'll give him back to you.

- Yes? Well, yes.

- I wish you all good luck!

- I'm going, see you soon!

Cécile, Philippe, let's go!

- What're you thinking,
why're you making that face?

- I have to go.
- What does this have to do with...

- My flight!
ADAM: Gilles?

- Yes?
ADAM: Look.

Have you been together a long time?

JUSTINE:
We just celebrated our eighth month.

I met him in October on an app.

CRYING

Sorry.

That said, I know it's ridiculous
to react like this after such a short time.

. . .

I- but I really believe
that he was the man of my life.

You said that you had a date at
a restaurant with Cédric yesterday,

near the place where
they found his car, is that right?

- Yes.

I'm Belgian, but I live here.
So we got used to

meeting halfway
between Lille and Bruges

when we saw each
other during the week

We found it romantic.

And yesterday, Cédric told me

he'd be a little late
and was already on the road,

and to wait for him there.
But he never arrived.

- You didn't notify the
police before this morning?

- I know, I should have.

But he could be really forgetful.

Two months ago he stood me up
when we were going to have dinner,

that's why I didn't worry,
I thought it was the same thing.

At the time he so wanted me.

He had flowers delivered
to me every day for a week.

JUSTINE: He was the rare
man who knew how to apologize.

- Oh, they don't do that
well, there're some who wrongly

accuse you of murder
and then don't apologize later.

MORGANE: Typically masculine.

- The circumstances of Cédric's death

clearly indicate intervention
by a third party.

Um, and we found this on him;

do you recognize this ring?

- He was going to propose.

SHE SIGHS SADLY

We always said that he and I
were looking for something serious.

But after only 8 months
I didn't want to rush him, and...

Can I try it?

- Yeah, so, no, don't get
excited, because we still have to-

- The lab still has to examine it.

My colleague will show you out.

Daphné, would you please accompany her?
KNOCKS

- Huh?

FANFARE
The star is here!

CELINE: Morgane, what are you doing here?
- Oh yes,

. . .
I passed my written!

. . .
And yes, I'm a genius!

And yes, you can call me that!

And yes, you can congratulate me,

and yes, you can give me a raise!

- Your written? Uh... Yes, yes.

I heard, uh, it's

very good news. Well done.

- Is that all it does for you? I was
expecting, uh... something more-

- No no, I'm very,
very happy, it's just that...

that I have to handle
a file with Cmdr Karadec,

KNOCKS

BLIND LOWERS

All right. Well, you
were still ranked very poorly,

so you'll have to do
really well in the oral exam.

By the way, on this subject,
I found some books.

It won't be so bad,
study-up this "weekend."

Thank you Morgane, you can leave us.

Come on.
- Yes, I'm going!

DOOR CLOSES

SIGHS TENSELY

- Yeah...

I don't have good news, Adam.

Judge Lafolet called the
prefect and demanded your head.

You risk being fired.

He asked me to lay you off

pending the results from
the disciplinary commission.

HUSHED
'Lying under oath in the

HUSHED
context of a judicial investigation'!

HUSHED
What the hell posessed you

HUSHED
to get into such a mess?

HUSHED
Did Morgane force you to-

- No, no. It's not her fault,
she's not responsible for anything.

PEACEKEEPERS

A manual for the oral.
She passed her written?

- Yes. She didn't tell you?

- No, not yet.

- Well. I...

I'm going to call the prefect

and tell him that we're
understaffed this weekend,

so you're staying long
enough to wrap this case up.

And after that, you lay low
and let things settle down,

and you contact your union, okay?
- Okay.

EXHALES SLOWLY

- €200?

That's some sum, yes, yes.
I'm explaining all this to you

because I have a somewhat
neuro-atypical colleague

who noticed that the dead
man's fingers weren't wrinkled.

Yes.

So it doesn't fit into your
trip cancellation insurance policy?

Well, let's go with €200 then.

My card...

It expires 12/27,
and my security code is 184.

That's all, thanks. All right.

Thank you, goodbye.

MUTTERS

It only cost me an arm and a leg.

I managed to get a ticket
for tomorrow morning, but...

DAPHNÉ: 'I have trouble concentrating
today, my body is missing you.'

- (Well,) me too.

- Huh?

GILLES: What?

'I have a crazy desire
to make love to you now,

any way you want.'

- Really? Uh...
- These are the messages

that the victim sent to his girlfriend.
- Ah...

Dozens like that on his WhatsApp queue.

- Well-
- I can tell you, it's hot.

- I can imagine.
DAPHNÉ: Yeah, it's hot,

and what she sends is even hotter.
GILLES: Hmm?

DAPHNÉ: Listen: 'I only feel
alive when you come inside me.'

- Eh, well, uh, all right, we're not going to read them all,

because they will be intimate,
it's their relationship,

which must have been
very beautiful, you know...

Morgane, would you come
and think with us, because-

TEXT ALERT

- Whoa!
GILLES: -that would be good.

- You find something?
GILLES: What?

- Well maybe, the victim works in a hotel.

So I asked the Belgian police

if there have been any recent
incidents in the area. And—

—they sent me this.

A month ago, Belgian
reality TV star Zina de Santis

was robbed in her room.

And Cédric was
supposed to testify with

other hotel employees
at the attacker's trial.

GILLES: Who was the attacker?

- Hold on, I don't have the complete file,
but it must be in the celebrity press— yes.

ATTACKED AND ROBBED IN
HER BRUGES HOTEL ROOM.

DAPHNÉ: So apparently
the hotel's handyman did it.

Items to force the safe
were found in his locker.

His name is Boban Damjanovic,

Serbian national living in Bruges.

As he isn't Belgian he was placed
in an administrative detention center.

- That ring there, it's the one we
found in the mouth of our dead man.

A stolen ring placed in a witness's mouth

a few days before the trial,
that feels like a message, right?

KLAXON

BOBAN: What does the
French police want from me?

- Hello Mr Damjanovic,
we're here to talk

about Cédric Delcayre,
your former manager.

Did you know he was
due to testify soon in your trial?

- Yes, so?

ADAM:
'So,' he was found dead this morning.

- Wait, what'd you say? He died?
ADAM: Yes.

ADAM: Whoa!
CROSSTALK

- Why'd you have him killed
if you're gonna react like this?

ADAM: Sit down.

- 'Have him killed'?
Why would I do that?

He's the only one who
believed me! It's over for me!

- What are you talking
about? The jewelry theft?

- The cops found the key
to the safe in my locker.

They decided that I was the culprit.

Why the fuck would I do that?
I was going to get my residence permit!

I've been keeping my head
down for years, I was going to

get married and move to
Leuven with my girlfriend!

Everything was ready!

They don't care! Now I have
an expulsion order on my ass!

- OK, you're saying you were
framed for stealing the jewelry

and Cédric was trying
to prove your innocence?

- He never gave up on me.

He said we had to find the real thief,

for him that was the only thing
that could get me out of here.

He was a good guy!

- Karadec?
- Mm-hmm?

- You thinking what I'm thinking?

- No, apparently Cédric was looking
for the real author of the theft.

He told Boban he suspected
another hotel employee, unnamed.

If he identified the robber,
things could've turned bad.

We're less than an hour from Bruges,
the Belgian police authorized us

to re-question the witnesses from the time.

We'll dig, right?

Okay. Thanks, Céline.

- She said yes to the luxury hotel?
- Yes.

- Oh! "Yes"!

Well, finally it's not going
to be so bad of a "weekend."

Oh, but we need to go back
to my place so I can get a swimsuit.

- No, we're only going
there and back, Morgane.

- Yes. Aw...

- You don't have
your children this
"weekend"?

- Well no, imagine
that, they're at Ludo's.

And since you insisted
that Leo stay with your parents,

I'm free as a bird!

Grumpy today, huh?
Céline too, besides.

Anything to do with the discussion
you had in her office earlier?

- No, no, I just have administrative
problems, nothing serious.

MUTTERS
- Well... 'administrative problems,' yes.

We don't say anything to each
other anymore, Karadec. It's annoying.

C'mon, don't you want to make an effort?

Okay, I'll start, I'll start. So...

Hold on to your pants,
because I'm going to

give you the news of
the year, a world premiere!

MIMICS DRUMROLL

I passed the written part
of the police exam, with ease!

Leaves you speechless, huh?

- Great.

- That's all you've got?

It's not nothing, right?

I had to betray my values
to pass this fucking exam!

ADAM: Your values?
- Yes, all my values!

- Well done, Morgane.
SHE SCOFFS

Though I don't know
if a score of 5/20

qualifying you for the oral exam
can be considered a success.

SEETHING
- I see that news travels fast.

So you were aware,
but didn't congratulate me.

- Congratulations.

- Yeah.

EXASPERATED SIGH

Sorry for bothering you with my life!

Because, it's true, I naively
believed that given our history,

it might've interested you,
but I obviously made a mistake!

You know what?
It's everyone's life now.

Does that suit you?
- Perfect.

- Ah, well, perfect!

- Hello, welcome to Clos D'Artémis.
- Thank you! GIGGLES

- Please!

- Wait, I have to get my suitcase.
- I'll take care of it ma'am.

- Thank you, hello.
Hurry up, Morgane.

- Ah, well.

STEPHANE: I'm sorry, but our river shuttle
is already fully booked for this evening.

I can put it at your disposal tomorrow.

Thank you. Have a nice day.

- Hello!
- Hello, Cmdr Karadec. We-

FULL

- Oh, Mr & Mrs van Radek!
Welcome to Clos D'Artémis

for your honeymoon! Coralie!

Mr & Mrs van Radek are here.

- 'Karadec,' drop the sales pitch,
I work for the Judicial Police of Lille.

- Yes, we're not married,
we're not even a couple.

True, we slept together some but it was
purely sexual, there's nothing to justify

the gentleman thinking it meant anything.
- Morgane, "stop."

- I'm providing context.

ADAM: We're investigating
the death of Cédric Delcayre.

- (Ah! All right.)

- We need to question the members of-
- Hello madam and Mr van Radek.

Welcome, I'm Coralie the spa director,

and as newlyweds I would
love to offer you a free treatment-

COUGHS
- Sorry, sorry.
Coralie- Sorry-
Coralie, uh

- Yes!

these are not Mr & Mrs
van Radek, they're the police—

—(here about Cédric!)

- No, don't interrupt her, what she
was saying was really interesting.

- Pay no attention. We need
to interview staff members,

Would it be possible to have
a place to talk to them in private?

- Of course, I'll put you
in Mr Delcayre's office.

- Very good, thank you.
- So you know what we're going to do is,

we're going to separate, huh?
We'll be more efficient.

You question the witnesses and I'll
immerse myself in the place, okay?

So tell me, it's

my first time here, do you
advise starting with a massage...?

- Would you like something to drink?
- Yeah!

- Some genmaicha tea?
- Yes!

- A detox infusion?
- Yeah?

- Or maybe a hot adaptogenic stress drink?
- Yeah, well all three!

- Mr Delcayre was a wonderful man.

He only had friends
in the Clos d'Artémis family.

AWA: 'People with a
grudge against him'? No.

- No.

- Everyone liked him here, right girls?
OTHERS: Yes.

- It's true, he was a really good person.

- Very nice, very human.

- (Here they are.)

- And Ms de Santis, the
guest who had her jewelry stolen?

ZINA: Excuse me, I'm in complete shock

because Dric was like a brother to me!

It's my home here.

- 'Cédric'?
- Dric, Cédric.

- 'Cédric,' his name was Cédric.
- (Yes, Cédric.)

- In order to get the care you need,

could you circle the areas
of tension in your body?

- Yeah. So...

Uh, well there, always.

There...

And there...

- What were you doing yesterday
at the time of Cédric's death?

- We were all here,
some guests left late,

Alexandrine made up the west rooms

and I took care of
the suites with the girls.

- Last night I was with the pool man.

- I was in my room giving
news to my fans as usual—

—I'm about the fans, fans, fans.

IRKED
- Oh-

- Ah, that's interesting.

Your need for attention
is mainly on the left side.

- We think Cédric's
death could be linked to

the theft you were the
victim of a month ago.

Can you tell me what happened?
- You haven't read the press?

- In Chinese medicine
"yang" is the masculine part,

does that suggest anything?
- Thppt. No.

- No?

- I was coming back from
a spa day with my girlfriends.

I was aligned with myself,
I was at inner peace!

Oh, I was good, yeah,
I was very good!

And then I went into my room and, uh,

and I see that my safe is empty.
My first shock.

- Have you had any recent shocks?

It could be a separation, a deception.

- No, but I lost my father and got
dumped the same day, but I don't know.

- And then, mind you, the second shock.

A guy came toward me, jumped on me.

- ...at the same time, when I think about
it, he did it really badly, I can tell you!

BITTER CHUCKLE

Yes? Can I tell you?

C'mon, I'll tell you.

- ...hooded, all in black.

And then the guy tied
me up and gagged me.

I was so scared, I saw
my life flash before my eyes.

So I gathered
the little strength I had left,

and I thought of Kim Kardashian.

- Ms de Santis notified reception as soon
as she freed herself from her bonds,

I got there as fast as I could, but...

unfortunately, the crook
had already done a bunk.

- ...and then, when we got off the ferry,
dontcha know, the guy kissed me!

I didn't ask anything of him, okay?
But after that: radio silence!

- You saw no one in the hallway?
- No one, no, I couldn't understand it.

But Mr Damjanovic did it,
your colleagues arrested him.

- We defused a bomb together,
we saved hostages.

We even arrested a fake serial killer!

- No, we didn't
see anything
suspicious.

- No, nothing
suspicious.

No, I didn't
see anything.

- On the other hand,
many of us didn't
believe it was Boban.

- Oh yes!

- We had a child together.
And what does he say?

He says our relationship is 'sexual'!

That's not all, because
what am I discovering now?

The guy rented an
apartment for the evening!

OTHERS GASP

I say to myself, okay, great,
little romantic evening,

just the two of us, no kids.
It'll do us good.

- Yes!

- He doesn't invite me!
So what do I do?

Well, obviously I go there,
and what do I find there?

- He had a mistress? - Worse!

- How could it
be worse?

- Worse! He rented
the apartment for
him to be alone!

GASPS

- The guy wanted to
spend a little evening
alone rather than
with me!

- He didn't cheat on you?

- No, but-

CROSSTALK

AWA: He's in emotional avoidance!

- Exactly!

- He'd rather run away from conflict rather
than honestly communicate his feelings!

- That's it! That's it!
CROSSTALK

Jeez, this is so good for me!

- Excuse me, honestly, I think
he's a huge narcissistic pervert.

I'm sure of it, I'm
an NP magnet!

I mean, if there's one- hup-
he's in my face, so I know NPs.

- He's a major NP!
- A pervert, but

leaving you on the
day of your father's funeral,

is clearly a sign of
great emotional immaturity.

DOOR SLAMS, ECHOES

- Morgane?
- Hmm?

- It's okay, I'm done, we can go.

- Yes, well, I'm in the middle of
an investigation, so come back.

- You investigate by
reading the celebrity press?

MURMURING

- Among others, yeah.

- The guy's a runt!

- I'll give you 30 minutes.

DERISIVE MURMURS

- Oh, you're giving me 30 minutes?
Pull the other one! Hey,

do you think you're my dad or what?
DOOR SHUTS

I have the 30 minutes,
okay, they're not his to give!

I'll take an hour!

CROSSTRASHTALK

Don't wait up!

STEPHANE: Yes, Boris.
Oh no, you can go home.

We have no reservations tonight.
See you tomorrow, Boris.

BOTH: Thank you.

RIVER SHUTTLE:
IF CONCIERGE
ABSENT CALL
BORIS

FULL

STEPHANE: ...our river shuttle is
already fully booked for this evening.

THE BURGLARIES THAT
TURNED EVERYTHING
UPSIDE DOWN

MORGANE'S GEARS SPIN

Sir? Police. Follow that man, please.

- Follow that woman!
- What are you doing here Morgane?

- Following a lead, Karadec.
Zina tricked us.

- Come on, what're you doing?
- Follow that man, please!

- Look, we totally don't
care about the concierge!

No, don't listen to us, let's go!

- Follow that boat?
- Yes! Follow the woman!

ADAM: Yes, sir.
Follow that man's boat.

- Yes, at the same
time, it's the same boat.

- He's turning right, there, right!
ADAM: I see it Morgane, shut up.

- Uh... so would you like
to take a romantic photo?

BOTH: No!

- Karadec, you want
me to explain about Zina?

- No, Morgane. For the last
time, we're following the concierge.

MORGANE:
Oh, you're so stubborn, I swear!

We're following her because she screwed
with us. The jewel theft is nonsense.

- Okay, you know all that,

we don't even have to
question the suspects, obviously.

- Yes, because everything
is in the celebrity press! Oh yes!

In an interview, she said
she couldn't recognize her attacker

because he was backlit.

Except this: all the hotel
rooms overlook the canal,

that is, due east. Therefore,
at the time of the robbery, well,

it was a long time since
the sun had been in the rooms.

So, she's lying.
- Mm-hmm.

- And you? Go ahead, tell me.

I imagine you have something really
compromising on the concierge, right?

- Absolutely.

He said he told his
colleague Boris to go home.

- Wow.
- He's stopped.

Police, freeze!

- It's him!

- This is what we call getting
caught with your hand in the bag.

Can you explain what you're doing
with these supposedly stolen jewels?

- I’m trying to resell them.
It’s okay, I don't think it's a crime.

- Oh, well, yes, it's two: insurance fraud,

and reporting an imaginary crime.

I'm taking advantage of it
to study for my orals.

Oh, and then we can also add
the killing of embarrassing witnesses, huh,

seeing as it was you who killed Cédric
when he realized what you had done.

- How can you
accuse Ms de
Santis of murder?

- Thank you,
Stephane.

- Oh no, no no no, I could never
kill Dric, he was like a brother to me!

Just look at my manicure!
I can't kill anyone.

- So, Cédric doesn't stick because

it wasn't you who killed him,
it was your accomplice, the concierge.

- But, I was helping
madam sell her jewelry!

- Karadec, give me a break
with the concierge, all right?

And stop acting like
you're a manicure expert,

because you can easily
kill someone with fake nails,

I know something about that.
- Hey, hey hey hey hey!

Excuse me, can we come back to
me, please? Because it's my custody.

Thank you.

Well, you lost me completely, so we're
going to start all over from the beginning.

It's all true, okay?
I really had my jewelry stolen,

except it was a little
less catchy than what I said.

- Well, we're listening.
- Well, when I got back to my room

the safe really was empty.

The only difference is
that thief was already gone.

So I said to myself, 'Zina why not

make this drama a good story?'

That's when I got
the idea for the man in black!

The gag, the hood,
the guy who tied me up,

it came to me spontaneously!

- Wow.
- Are you fucking with us?

If your jewelry was stolen like
you say, what are they doing here?

- Oh yes. Because they reappeared.

BOTH: Ah.

ZINA: Last night when
got came back to my room

I found them on my bed.
What do you want me to do?

ADAM: Ah!
- I couldn't tell my followers 'Hello hello,

the thief gave me back my jewelry!'
No, it wouldn't work!

- Yes yes yes. - Of course.

- Okay, we've got our killer. Uh,
Karadec, are you handcuffing her?

ZINA: But it's the truth!

If I had called the police I would've
lost the support of my "fan base."

That isn't possible! It would've
just added drama to the drama, okay?

So I went to see the concierge for help.

(That's all.)

- We'll take you into custody
to get to the bottom of this.

- Well yes, anyway!

- And you too.
STEPHANE: Huh?

- Wow!

- We handed Zina over
to our Belgian colleagues,

We'll stay here, a couple canceled
their reservation due to the murder...

- Wow -ow -ow -ow-ow!
ADAM: ...so we got their room.

GASPS
- Wow!

ADAM: Yeah. Okay.

'All our best wishes to the
newlyweds, Mr & Mrs van Radek.'

Yeah! Excuse me.
- Okay, I'll call you tomorrow.

- Kara', there's a giant screen!

-I’m going to sleep on the couch.

- Okay, great.

(Phew.)

EXHAUSTED GROAN

- Here! I'm here, Kara'! I'm here!
CHUCKLES

Look!

Oh, I got good stuff!

Scrambled eggs, bacon, and sausage!

Bam!

- I talked to Céline. The Belgian
prosecutor is taking over the case.

Zina and the concierge will
be investigated in Cédric's death.

We can go home.
- Yeah- Karadec,

we have the room, let's
enjoy breakfast here, right?

You want something? Look, look—

—excuse me? Miss? Yeah.

I will take... oh, ah,
the eggs Benedict,

and a macchiato!
(I don’t even know what it is!)

- Very good, right away ma'am.
- I'll have a coffee, please.

- The coffee is self-service
at the back of the room.

- Is it me, or does
the hotel staff not like me?

- Well, you arrested their coworker
yesterday, so of course, yes.

MGR: Good morning, ma'am!
- Good morning!

- Everything going well?
- Wonderful!

- Excuse me, quick question.
Would it be possible to

postpone "check-out" until
10:30? Because we don't-

- "Check-out" is at 10, sir.

If it doesn't suit you
book elsewhere next time.

- Well sit down, eat something anyway.

Everything's delicious, so
honestly, let yourself be tempted!

- I'm going to get a coffee.

- Okay! So I'll order
one for the road, huh?

Shall I? All right...

So what haven't I ordered yet?

LUNCH MENU

MORGANE'S GEARS SPIN

- Gilles, aren't you
leaving for the "weekend"?

- Yes, I leave in two hours, but

I don't know where
I put my credit card,

I've lost it- there it is!

There it is! LAUGHS
DAPHNÉ: There you go!

- There it is!

That was a close one!

- Too good!

- I have to go.
DAPHNÉ: Yeah, have a good "weekend"!

MOBILE RINGS

- Hello Morgane, listen, I can't
talk to you right now because

I really have to go
away for the "weekend."

MORGANE: You with Daphné?
- Yes?

- Okay, put me on speaker
because we need to check

something super urgently.

- Well, two seconds then, okay? No more!

- Okay, remember

the story about being stood up?

- The what?
- Cédric's girlfriend

told us he had stood her up for dinner-

- Two months ago he stood me up
when we were going to have dinner,

- Well, I need you to find me the messages

they shared at that time.
- Morgane, I have to catch my plane,

I'm going to the airport. I suggest
you call Daphné on her landline.

- Here it is,

it's fine!
- Oh!

- The day before

the date, he sent her a message
at 9:12 pm. It said: 'My love,

my week is empty without you.'

'Meet tomorrow at our
little restaurant for dinner?'

Twenty minutes later she replies:
'With joy, my King! Usual time?'

He replies with thumbs and hearts.

Next day, she's waiting
for him at the restaurant,

she starts to worry and writes
to him around 1:15 pm. 1:15 pm?

- 1:15 pm! I knew it.
Okay. Right, so

now really focus: Do you remember

other scheduling glitches
like that between them?

No, let me explain-
- Definitely not! De-fi-nite-ly not!

We don't remember anything
about it, Morgane, all right?

Daphné will take screenshots
for you and send them to you,

- Yes, there's the chalet.

- Yes, the chalet thing. Justine's parents
have a chalet in Grand-Bornand.

So, she wanted to go skiing
together during the Christmas holidays,

only they misunderstood each
other, and then Cédric realized

that he couldn't take
days off at that time.

In the end there
was a whole mix-up.

I'll send you the messages,
all right? Hold on.

My parents are offering
to lend us the chalet for
the winter holidays.
OK for you?

- Yeah...

With great pleasure!

Oh great! I really
want to see the
snow again! And
I really want tartiflette!!!

I'll check with them and
get back to you with the
dates. Can't wait!

It's going to be great
to have a vacation just
you and me, just the
two of us!!!

(There.
Blah blah blah...)

- It's long!

- Ten minutes for a lukewarm coffee and
the manager let me have the dregs.

- Shut up. I'm looking for a Cyrano.

- A Cyrano?
GILLES: I see the commander's

joined you, uh, I think
it's all right to let you go now-

SLAP
No! Ow! Arrgh!

- Wait a minute, who're you talking about?

- The person who wrote
the messages instead of Cédric

Because look, here. Message to Justine:

'My parents are offering to lend us
the chalet for the winter holidays.'

Okay for you? He replies:

'With great pleasure!'

Except that 3 weeks later when she
confirms the dates with him, he replies:

We can go from Dec
24-31! Should I confirm
with my parents?

'No, I can't take time
off during the holidays.'

Do you see where I’m going with this?
BOTH: No.

- No.

- No, not yet.
- Well, okay, okay-

So, let's take it from the top!

- Oh, no!

- We agree Justine
and Cédric are both Belgian-

- I'm Belgian, but I live here.

- Is that okay? Good.
And we also agree that our French

is not exactly the
same as theirs. There are

some differences, especially
in the names of holidays,

for example, when we
talk about the winter holidays.

WINTER HOLIDAYS

Well, we say 'the February
holidays,' when all the
skiing happens, okay?

When they talk about
the winter holidays, they
say 'Christmas holidays.'

February holidays are
called 'carnival holidays,' and

it's the same with meals.

MEALS

We have 'breakfast,'
'lunch,' and 'dinner.'

They have 'lunch,'
'dinner,' and 'supper.'

- 'Supper.' I've heard that before.
HE LAUGHS

- So, if two Belgians are
talking together, no problem.

If a non-Belgian asks a Belgian
about such-and-such vacation,

or makes a date for dinner,
of course there's a glitch.

- Well yes.

- These misunderstandings wouldn't
occur between two Belgians!

We get it! It wasn't a
Belgian texting with Justine,

it was a Frenchman!
- No. Well, Gilles,

he's not French, but a Francophone.

- There you go.
- Huh?

- All right: some geopolitics.

QUIETLY
Come on Kara', hurry up.

Well, you know there are 320 million
people in the world who speak French.

Half of them

live in Africa. Madagascar, Guinea,

Benin, and Ivory Coast. And
that's where it interests us, because

among the text messages
between Cédric and Justine, there's one

where he tells her that
since the theft of Zina's jewelry,

there's a lot of "affairage"* at the hotel.
* BUSINESS

Then I checked: In Ivory Coast

the word "affairage" means 'gossip.'
And since the most-used surnames

in Ivory Coast are
Kouassi, Kona, and Ouattara,

I deduce that the
person texting with Justine...

...is you, Awa. Am I wrong?

- Hello?

- That was the Belgians. Zina de Santis

and the concierge both have
alibis for the evening of the murder.

CELINE: So we resume the investigation.

Gilles you're not away
for the "weekend" after all?

- Uh, no. No. Uh... no.

- I inquired about you at the embassy.

Before moving to Belgium, you
lived in Abidjan for several years

with a man who was
arrested for romance fraud.

Extorting women on the internet
for money, a controlling scammer.

- I'm not aware of that.
- Really?

And yet your ex told the Abidjan police

that you wrote the messages
sent to the women.

But prosecution against you
was dropped for lack of evidence.

It didn't stop you from finding an accomplice

when you arrived here, and starting again.

- You're completely wrong,
Cédric wasn’t scamming Justine.

On the contrary, he was
crazy about her. And I,

I was just helping him keep her.

- No. It's not possible,
that woman's lying to you.

I'm not an idiot, okay?

If Cédric paid someone to text me
for him I think I'd have noticed.

- He wasn't paying Awa Kouassi.
They had another arrangement.

- When I got here I
didn't have a residency permit.

Cédric learned it one night.

I thought he was
going to fire me, but no—

—he asked me to
tell him my story.

I finally told him about
my past as a scammer.

He said he didn't
know how I did it,

that he'd never known
how to talk to women.

- And he asked you to do it for him?
- No.

At first I was the one
who offered to help him.

I created an account on a dating app.
In 20 minutes— I swear, sir—

—in 20 minutes I managed
to get a date with a stranger.

- Actually Ms Kouassi,
it's not about making a date.

No, you exchanged more than
12,000 messages with Justine,

around fifty a day.

- That's because he didn't
know how to make things last.

Cédric was really very kind,

AMUSED
but really wasn't good at love.

No matter how hard I worked on girls,
he'd get dumped after two or three dates.

And then one day he met Justine.

He was afraid that
she'd end up dumping him too,

and that's when he
offered me the deal:

I would actually continue
writing his messages,

and in exchange, he'd
help me get a residency permit.

- Their system was well-established.

Awa would summarize your daily exchanges;

he did the same thing after
seeing you, so she could take over.

SCOFFS

SIGHS

- So you decided to
help him manipulate
Justine.

- It's not 'manipulating,'

I really needed the residence permit,
and then deep down,

I don't know, it wasn't.

I thought it wasn't that serious,
he wasn't lying to her about his feelings.

No, just on the way he was expressing them.

- And Justine never realized anything.

JUSTINE: No, obviously!

Do you really think I could've stayed
with a guy who outsourced our love life?

- I think so.

The day of his death,
she sent him a message. Um,

'Find me in Houthem, we need to talk.'

It was dry, not her usual tone.

So I told Cédric, and after he left

to find her I don't know what happened.

- No, no way.
I didn't kill him, I...

I was just going to dump him.

Last week we celebrated
my 45th birthday. I told him

that at that age I'd always
imagined myself married.

I, I just wanted him to
give me a time period, that's all.

Instead of grabbing the lifeline,
he changed the subject.

I thought to myself, 'Another
guy who's afraid of commitment.'

So for once I decided
to listen to my shrink,

and leave him,

before getting too attached.

That's all, I swear.

That evening I waited but he didn't arrive.

He never got there.

CELINE:
Justine denies the murder.

She has a motive, she was
at the scene of the crime,

and she lied to us
during interrogation.

So we're going to refer her.
You can come home.

- I'd like to stay until tomorrow,
if it doesn't bother you.

Just to make sure we haven't
overlooked any leads to close the case.

SIGHS
- I'm sorry Adam, but

you really have to come home tonight.

Listen, I didn't want to talk to
you about it before returning

so as not to worry you, but

the prefect called me back,

and apparently Judge Lafolet isn't

going to be satisfied with your firing.
She wants to make an example of you.

- An example, all right.

- The prefect tried to dissuade
her, but she wouldn't listen.

You lied in the context of a
judicial investigation and, technically,

it's a criminal matter.

Adam? Do you understand
what I'm telling you?

- Yes, very well, it means
I risk going to prison.

- No, uh, we're not there yet.

Uh, Emmanuel knows a specialist lawyer.

If you deny the facts as a whole
and we involve the union,

he thinks he can have
the proceedings canceled.

- Yeah, that means lying again.
- No!

It means thinking
about what's good for you.

All right, listen.

Take the night to think.
Tomorrow you come home first thing,

and we arrange a meeting
with this lawyer in the morning.

All right? Adam?

You need to take back control.
- Okay.

All right, thanks Céline.
- See you tomorrow.

- See you tomorrow.

MORGANE: Well that's a good one.
Hey Karadec, did you know

that according to Article
222-32 of the Penal Code,

it's forbidden to walk
around naked at home?

No, but seriously, guys, do
they have nothing else to do or what?

- Kara'?

Céline yell at you or something?
- No no, everything's fine.

Céline wants us to go back.
- Well no. I can see everything's

not going well, it's been two days
and you don't want to tell me.

- So that the whole hotel
knows within a minute? No thanks.

Don't act innocent, I know
you told them all stories about me.

- Okay! You wanna
keep secrets? As you wish.

- I'm keeping secrets?
Who's the best at that?

Who hid from me that
she passed the police exam, huh?

- Oh, you're interested now?

- I would've preferred
hearing it from you.

It caused me some
problems. Well,

I guess it's just a matter of trust.

- Wait, you're talking
to me about trust now?

Oh, because we tell
each other everything now?

Excuse me, I didn't get the memo!

You were a little less
transparent 3 months ago

when you were
hiding in your Airbnb!

- I knew you knew.

I just needed to be
alone, Morgane, okay?

It's not a crime, for fuck's sake!
Especially when my house

is turned upside down in a day
by a woman with four children,

and incidentally one of them is my son!
- Well, here we are!

- Come on, say it! Say it!
I'm pushy, huh?

Tell me! I'm annoying?
I'm hell to be in a relationship with?

You didn't think I know?

- Stop, I didn't say that!

DOOR SLAMS
And how are we a couple?

I thought we 'were never together'?

- Of course we were together!

- Oh yeah? Why'd you
say the opposite after?

- BECAUSE YOU TOLD CELINE OUR
RELATIONSHIP WAS ONLY SEXUAL!

- I SAID THAT FOR
OUR PRIVACY, MORGANE!

BECAUSE WHAT HAPPENS BETWEEN
US IS NOBODY ELSE'S BUSINESS,

HR EVEN LESS SO!

I'M MODEST! I HATE TALKING
ABOUT MY FEELINGS, OKAY?

BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN THAT-

THAT-

FUCKING SHIT!

- 'That,' what?

- I'll try to sleep. We'll get up
tomorrow at 7. I'll take the bedroom.

Be punctual.

SIGHS

- Okay, I'm leaving.

I'm leaving, it's out of the question-

MORGANE'S GEARS SPIN

(Something's wrong...)

(Awa.)

(Our Cyrano.)
- Mm-hmm.

(She gave us a false alibi.)

MUMBLES
- Really?

SOFT GASP

(Do we agree that when
we arrested her yesterday,

she was doing our room.)

(So she folded the swans like this.)

- Mm-hmm hmm...
- (And yet, the other day

when you questioned her
about Cédric,

she said that on the evening he died,
she stayed late at the hotel

doing the suite.)

(Only, when we came the next day

they didn't look like this at all.)

(They weren't the same.)

- (She didn't do the
rooms the night of
the murder?)

- (No.)

- (What ties her to Cédric's
death? Why would she do it?)

- I can't find anything
on social media. You?

- Nothing interesting either. Uh...

But she came to Belgium in 2018,

she has no relatives here
apart from a sister in Leuven.

Cédric sponsored her work visa

so she had no interest in-
- Stop!

Back up!

- Uh... Cédric financed her visa?

- Further!

- She has a sister in Leuven-
- Stop! Leuven?

MORGANE'S GEARS SPIN

Who told us about Leuven not long ago?

Yes!

Boban, the guy wrongly
accused of stealing the jewelry—

—remember? Yes, so, uh, that's it.

He said that when he
was taken away by the cops,

he was about to settle down
in Leuven with his girlfriend.

- I was going to get married and
move to Leuven with my girlfriend!

- Which means that his girlfriend is-?

- It's Awa.
- That's it!

- What about Awa and Cédric?

- He was good, that jerk!

It was Cédric who stole the jewelry! Yes!

Come with me, Karadec!

- But Morgane, there never was
a jewel theft, we found them on Zina.

- Yes, but it's not the
jewelry that interests me!

He wanted to set up Boban,
the hotel's handyman!

Okay. I'll explain. So— uh...

This is the story of a hotel owner.

- Hello.
- Hello.

- And this hotel owner can't get laid.

. . . BLOCKED YOU

Our hotel owner discovers that

one of his chamber maids

has a special talent
for bamboozling the ladies.

SIMPLE GUY FOR
NO-STRINGS-ATTACHED
RELATIONSHIP

ROMANTIC AND PASSIONATE,
I'M SEEKING A GREAT LOVE STORY

Well, so they make a pact—

—Awa is hired to seduce
the woman of his dreams,

YOU'VE MATCHED

and in return, he'll sponsor
her to obtain her papers.

It's a give-and-take, huh?

Except that Awa has fallen in love too.

With who?
Give you a thousand guesses.

With Boban, the hotel handyman.

Whoa!

AWA & BOBAN
LAUGH, WHISPER

. . .

He too is an immigrant,

but he is about to obtain his nationality.

So that's a disaster for Cédric!
Huh? CHUCKLES

What if our two lovebirds

browse their Fnac* in Louven?
* THE BEST BUY OF FRANCE

He'd lose his Cyrano! And Justine!

- I really believe that
he was the man of my life.

- So what does Cédric do?
He sets up Boban.

stealing Zina's jewelry and
arranging to have him framed.

Awa's dream of
having freedom collapses.

DOOR SLAMS OPEN, CROSSTALK
COP: Police!

Come with us, please!
You're in custody.

- What's the-
- Why?

- Come quietly.
- Let me go, I haven't done anything!

- No!
COP: You can explain all that.

BOBAN: Awa, I didn't do anything!
COP: Come on, move!

BOBAN: Awa! Believe me!

- No- Relax, Karadec, no,

they don't exist,
they're not real,

they can't see you face
to face, it's a projection!

SIGHS
Don't you want to participate,

rather than hide under your sheet?

- Okay, so Cédric set up Boban.

And you think that Awa
finally discovered the truth?

- Yes! Thanks to the proposal!

- What proposal?

- That Cédric made to his girlfriend!

Because in fact Justine
was right, the ring was for her!

- He was going to propose.

- You remember that
Justine was about to dump him?

- I was just going to dump him.

- On the day he died she still sent the
famous text that everyone dreads receiving,

the 'We Need To Talk.'

We need to talk.

He gets the text: Oh my!
Panic on board! He goes for broke—

—the surprise marriage proposal,
there you go.

Except, it's 7:30 pm in Bruges
and the jewelers are closed.

And so, he raids Zina's jewelry,
which he had put away.

And that's how Awa caught him.

MORGANE:
Once she realized what he'd done-

- Well, she confronts him,
and kills him in a fit of anger.

- Housekeeping!

Did you call me?

MORGANE:
Yes- uh... Karadec? Karadec?

She really is here,

it'd be better if you got dressed
because it’s a little bit embarrassing.

- Excuse him, I'll just say
that he's a little disturbed

because I just explained
to him why you killed Cédric.

Anyway, I'll take advantage
of you being here to ask—

—why'd you put the
ring back in his mouth?

Because, frankly, without it
we couldn't trace it back to you.

- You wouldn't have realized
that Boban was innocent.

MORGANE: (That's true.)

So that's why you put the
jewelry back in Zina's room.

QUIET GASP
Clever! Oh yes!

- Don't move.
You'll have to come with me.

MORGANE: No, hold on!

Are you serious?
You're gonna arrest her?

Didn't you understand that
that guy was the ultimate bastard?

MORGANE: Karadec!

Okay, let's go.
Get ready, get ready, I'll,

I'll create a diversion while he
puts on his pants, we're good to go!

- No no, I'm not going
to shirk my responsibilities.

I just want Boban
to be freed, that's all.

- Okay. I'll do everything possible to
get him released as soon as possible.

I promise.
- Thank you.

- I don't believe you arrested her!

I speak to you in confidence
and what do you do?

- Céline? Awa Kouassi
confessed to the murder.

Our Belgian counterparts have taken her.

- All right INAUDIBLE I'll send the file.

And, uh...

RESIGNED SIGH

About the rest...

are you really sure?

- Yes, I’ve made my decision.

I won't run away from my responsibilities.

I'll see you in an hour, okay?
HONK

I'll let you go, Morgane's waiting.
- Okay.

- She did that out of love,
and we put her in jail!

Well, aren't the French police beautiful.
CYNICAL LAUGH

It really so makes you want
to be part of the institution,

it really motivates me.

MORGANE: Hell of a welcoming committee.

Karadec, you're even more
quiet than usual, what's going on here?

Is it because of last night, huh?
CHUCKLES

Huh?

Honestly you shouldn't be,
it's normal, and frankly

Honestly you shouldn't be,
it's normal, and frankly

It's that you're going to
be 50, I'm not upset, huh?

Was that it?
- Morgane?

I want you to
promise me something.

Your orals, in two weeks.

I know you; you'll fuck
everything up at the last moment.

You have to pass it.
Promise.

You promise me.

- Oh yeah. Definitely using
the informal 'you' there.

You're scaring me, Karadec.

- 'Yes,' yes, I-

I'll even say it without chewing
gum, if that makes you happy.

Yes. I promise you.

I swear.

UNBUCKLES SEATBELT

DOOR CLOSES

LAFOLET: Cmdr Karadec,

on my instructions you are
placed in police custody for perjury.

I also inform you that I will request
your placement in pre-trial detention.

Ms Alvaro, I know
he did this to protect you,

but that doesn't take away
any of his guilt. I'm sorry.

ENGINE STARTS
DOOR CLOSES

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