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QUEEN OF DIAMONDS

Mom, it's me. Pauline forgot her cuddly toy.

Yes, I know it'll be hell. I'll send it tomorrow morning.

I'll send it tomorrow morning.

I'll send it by Chronopost tomorrow morning.

Can you hear me? Hello?

I'll call you back when you arrive. Bye.

One sound, and I'll slice your throat.

- So? - I'd like you to meet her.

She's a graphic designer, lives alone with her daughter,

lives on rue de Malte, and we meet with her at six.

- Why do you want me to see her? - I'll tell you later.

I told you everything I know in my complaint.

I opened the door of my room and I ended up naked tied up to my bed.

- You didn't faint? - I did, but not all the time.

I couldn't move because of the shot he gave me.

I know nothing was found in my blood.

Some drugs are eliminated very quickly by the body.

That's what I've been told.

I don't get it.

He asked me three questions. Then he just left.

I have no proof of what I experienced.

There are no marks on my body. It's as if I dreamt about it.

Even without seeing his face, you must have impressions.

No, nothing.

He was whispering.

I can't even tell you how his voice was like.

Can you remember your first lovers?

Can you remember your first lovers?

Answer my question.

Some of them, yes.

Are you going to kill me?

I've been in love with you for so long.

It's odd he'd leave without doing anything to her.

You think she's making it up?

No traces in her apartment. She wasn't raped or tortured.

You think I was right to advise her to see a shrink?

True or not, it won't do her any harm.

I believe her. She changed her locks and installed an alarm.

And would she made up that trolley and chest thing?

Why did you want me to see her?

You don't try so hard to film a naked woman,

ask three questions about her sex life, and nothing else.

It was highly prepared. We should not have found her alive.

No traces, no witness: what do you want us to do?

I did some research when I received her complaint.

Veronique Legat could be the 7th victim

of someone who abducted at least six women in five years.

They were all blonde and pretty,

and between 33 and 36 when they disappeared.

They came from rather wealthy families.

They all went to university,

like the seventh victim, Veronique Legat.

Nothing else in common.

Some were married, others were single or divorced.

Only two of them had children.

They lived in discrete locations:

Brittany, Alsace, Manche, Poitou, and Lyonnais.

Six missing people in five years isn't much.

Do you know how many people go missing every year?

There are many reasons to leave home.

No, look.

Every eight months, a blonde girl goes missing.

That's a pattern.

Between 9 August 2008 and 12 August 2009, that's 12 months.

If these are abductions, there can be many explanations.

Maybe he went to prison, went abroad, got sick...

Or maybe he temporarily lost his urges.

Or he abducted another woman whose disappearance went unnoticed.

None of these led to an investigation.

Apart from the relatives' testimonies, the files are empty.

Emilie Lieport.

34.

Married, one child, lived in Morbihan.

She went missing on Saturday 7 April 2007.

The husband went shopping and she stayed at home with their daughter.

When he came back, the kid was crying and the mother was gone.

Nothing suspicious in the house.

He waited the end of the day before calling the police.

There were no signs of violence, no mobile, no suspect,

there was no investigation. It was 5 years ago.

- What about the other girls? - The same.

Anna Massard, 33, divorced, no children.

Interior designer living in the suburbs of Nice.

She went missing on 9 December 2007.

Her divorce was difficult. When her assistant started to worry,

she hadn't given some sign of life in three days.

Her ex was cleared of all charges. He lives in the Far East.

Sandrine Wieslowski, 34, married, two children.

She lives in Molsheim, near Strasbourg.

She was the manager of a hotel. She went missing on 9 August 2008.

She was supposed to meet her husband the following day

to go on vacation in La Rochelle.

It seems she went back home:

the fridge was empty, everything was packed,

she even had time to tidy up and clean up the apartment.

They were all at home when they went missing.

So that would mean

he knew the husband of the first was going to shop,

when the second would come back,

and when the husband of the third was on vacation.

And when Mrs. Legat took her daughter to the station.

What isn't logical is why he let her go.

If everything started in Brittany with Emilie Lieport,

he must have made mistakes there.

He hasn't made many until now.

I'll take a few days-off and go there.

I'll go with you. I have some days-off left too.

We'll soon arrive in Auray station.

When getting off, mind the gap.

Thank you for your attention.

AURAY STATION

You've come from Paris simply to tell me

you know nothing more about Emilie's disappearance?

Something must have happened. You wouldn't be here otherwise.

We think your wife wasn't an isolated case.

Five women looking like her

went missing under similar circumstances.

That means I'll never see her alive again?

But I can't tell you anything.

Nothing.

You have no idea how I mulled over this all this time.

Everything was normal the day before,

the morning before we split.

Sorry, I haven't offered you a drink. Do you want some coffee?

Coffee.

- What's your daughter's name? - Zoe.

She's younger than yours?

- In what grade is she? - Third grade.

- She's with her father now? - No, we're separated.

Dinner is almost ready. Okay?

She wanted to go home.

It's okay, we're done.

- My daughter Lola. - Hello.

My colleague and neighbor, Paul Vigan.

Hello.

I'll get going. Come for dinner, Lola and you.

- Okay, see you soon. - Bye.

- Did it go well? - Yes.

- Did you play well? - Yes, it was great.

Great then.

- I have a daughter your age. - Really? What's her name?

Zoe.

- What grade is she in? - Third grade.

Without Paul and Marine, his wife, I wouldn't have made it.

You didn't have close relatives?

My parents died and I was an only son.

My mother-in-law helped me a lot too,

but she died two years after Emilie went missing.

- Disease? - Accident.

- What kind of accident? - She fell in the stairs.

His mother-in-law died two years after his wife went missing.

Very well.

What do we know about the second victim?

Anna Massard, 33, divorced, no children.

She lives in the suburbs of Nice.

She went missing on 9 December 2007.

We know nothing about her family. We'll have to go to Nice.

The third, Sandrine Wieslowski, likes in Molsheim, near Strasbourg.

She's a mother of two.

She went missing on 9 August 2008.

The fourth, Georgina Charvin.

Georgina Charvin...

She lives in Le Mans, is married, has no children.

She went missing on 12 August 2009,

12 months after the previous one.

Why did it take him so long to do it again?

Maybe he struck abroad?

No, the seven girls are French. This is his hunting ground.

Still, I'm going to check.

Check whether something happened near the Alsatian's place,

something weird the day she went missing.

Her husband is a massage therapist. He moved to Paris.

He lives in rue Dauphine, near headquarters.

- Jean Wieslowski. - That's good.

Mr. Wieslowski, do you remember something unusual

that happened near your place the day your wife went missing?

I was on vacation in La Rochelle.

We read your statement, but maybe you know something?

Olivia?

How should I know? We weren't even together yet.

What kind of event? A burglary or a fire?

Wait.

That day, a cop died in our neighborhood.

Albert Wiesner, of public safety. He was 55 and divorced.

He was found dead, his head pierced from side to side,

at the wheel of his car, with his weapon between his thighs.

The autopsy ruled it a suicide,

but the experts found two contradictory elements:

there wasn't enough powder in the palms of the suicide victim,

and there was no impact or bullet in the wall across the street.

He died a few meters away from Wieslowski's place. The same day.

Odd coincidence.

- And the autopsy report? - Skeleton service.

Ballistics, the fingerprints on the weapon,

nuclear forensics, the body's position...

It's easy to rule it as suicide.

Maybe he was murdered because he saw the abduction.

Wiesner saw it, tried to intervene.

The killer was faced with a big problem.

He got out of it, but it took him 12 months to do it again.

I'll go to Molsheim to see his colleagues and his family.

Ladies and Gentlemen, we are arriving in Gare de l'Est.

Make sure you haven't forgotten anything.

SNCF wishes you a pleasant day.

I'D LIKE TO SEE YOU AGAIN ROLAND LIEPORT

I met a very pleasant man. A friend of the cop Wiesner.

He's convinced he didn't kill himself.

He had a complicated life, but he wasn't depressed.

He loved a married woman.

- Sandrine Wieslowski? - Yes.

He recognized her right away among the five pictures I showed him.

- Are you listening? - Yes.

What do you think?

The killer was seen by the lover. He made it look like suicide.

Hence, no bullet.

You think he could kill him, put him in his car in full daylight,

without anybody noticing?

It was August, in the middle of a heat wave. Nobody came out.

- It was risky, but doable. - He got lucky not to get caught.

Still, it calmed him down for a while.

Excuse me.

You have three messages. Message one.

It's Marion. Your son has bronchiolitis.

It's rare in spring, but it can happen.

The pediatrician prescribed him chest physiotherapy:

Becotide, Ventoline, all that crap.

I just wanted to let you know.

Bye. Have a nice evening.

Message 2.

Martin, it's Olivier. I can't reach you and Wieslowski called.

He had something to tell you about his wife. Call him back.

See you tomorrow.

Message 3.

Hello, it's the caretaker. I'll call you tomorrow.

It's about the condo meeting. Thank you, good evening.

- Who is it? - Lieutenant Martin.

- Good evening. - Did you find him?

No, but my deputy did some research.

- Come in. - Thanks.

She found out that six women

who have a lot in common with you went missing.

You should put a key chain.

Why am I still here?

Nobody knows that except him.

You think he could come back?

Only you can testify of his existence.

Your statement triggered this investigation.

So I'm in danger despite the new locks and the alarm?

Why would he come back?

He had everything planned to abduct me and he did nothing.

He could have regrets.

I don't want to risk it.

Starting tomorrow, I'll put you under surveillance.

But I'll protect you tonight.

- If you don't mind, of course. - I don't.

Use by bedroom. I don't sleep there anymore.

I tried to pretend nothing happened, but I can't.

I'm in the main room.

I don't want my daughter to sleep here. I'll move out.

Why should I do, in the meantime?

- Take some safety measures. - Of what kind?

- Forget about your routine. - For how long?

Until we arrest him.

My legs are weak. I need a cigarette.

I allow myself to smoke one in the evening.

Before going to bed. It helps me to fall asleep.

- You want one? - No, thanks.

I love this view.

Her injuries are life-threatening.

I come to protect her and she gets shot in the head.

You couldn't have kept her away from the window.

Yes, I could have.

She said she smoked every night.

- The cops of the police station... - I didn't even react.

I was warning her against her habits.

We've secured the external staircase. The killer was there.

He had the perfect vantage point. It was like a shooting range.

You find it funny?

It's not my fault. I'm not the one who screwed up.

Go away.

Why didn't you warn the prosecutor earlier?

Because it's only been a few hours - since the attempted murder -

that our hypothesis has been confirmed.

I know, but still.

Listen, if my deputy hadn't thought

about looking into the cases until 2007,

we'd never have thought the attack on Mrs. Legat

was connected to other missing women.

That's it. Goodbye.

Even if we find all those who heard about the investigation,

we can't make a list.

One of those people might have told a third party,

on the phone, or to a relative, without remembering it.

Maybe our killer knows nothing

and just came to finish off his victim to be on the safe side.

I'll call Molsheim's police. Deal with the massage therapist.

Fuck, I forgot to call him.

Yes, I'm on my way.

I have to call Wieslowski. He asked me to call him back.

Shit, the line is busy.

I'll go there.

The picture.

See you.

I think my wife had an affair.

Olivia told me I should tell you about it.

How did you realize it?

At the time she went missing,

she worked late, was distant, distracted.

That kind of things.

- Nothing more substantial? - No.

Maybe I saw her lover once.

She said he was her assistant giving her a ride

because her car needed repair.

Could you describe him to me?

About 35, brown hair.

He wore sun glasses.

It cannot be him?

Not at all. Who is that?

The cop who died the day your wife went missing.

- Is it connected to Sandrine? - I don't know.

You're sure it wasn't him?

I'm sure.

Maybe Sandrine Wieslowski had two lovers.

What if the guy Wieslowski saw in her car was our man?

It would mean he knew Sandrine Wieslowski

way before he abducted her.

May I?

What do we know of Veronique Legat's personal life?

Her husband and she split one year ago,

but she might have had a few affairs in the meantime.

If she wakes up, we'll have to ask her.

The MO of a serial killer doesn't vary much.

If they find a good killing method, they tend to keep it.

In the meantime, ask Lieport

if he suspected his wife of having an affair.

He was asked back then. He said no.

You're right.

My man cheated on me and I never suspected a thing.

But I've done some cross-checking and now I know.

He cheated on me with at least two girls.

See?

And the other victims?

Georgina Charvin's husband lives in Le Mans.

I'M IN PARIS; WILL YOU HAVE DINNER WITH ME? ROLAND LIEPORT

You want me to go?

No, I'll take care of it.

- Shall we go? - Yes.

Bye.

Emilie Lieport, 34, gone missing on January 7th,

married, one child.

Anna Massard, 33, divorced,

no children, living in the suburbs of Nice.

Sandrine Wieslowski, 34,

married, two children.

Marion Delambre, 35, one child, separated.

Marion.

Véronique Legat was shot in the head from a distance of 64 meters.

I found the 22mm bullet. He must have used a rifle.

- How is she? - She's in an artificial coma.

The bullet went through the skull, which is a good thing.

Yes, she got so lucky.

I mean that the bullet didn't swirl inside

and turn her gray matter into jelly.

She survived the first 48 hours. It means she could make it.

- Any residual effects? - Time will tell.

We are arriving in Le Mans station.

The SNCF and the TGV team wish you a pleasant day.

I've been in a wheelchair for ten years.

Maybe that's why I wasn't suspected.

Why? Were there reasons to suspect you?

Yes and no.

I took her place and I'm in charge of the family business.

We always fought, even though we actually got along well.

When I had my skiing accident, she was amazing.

You know,

despite my paralyzed legs, I never thought she could leave me.

I'm sorry, but do you think she could have had an affair?

I doubt it.

We lived together and worked together.

When one of us was away, he or she always called the other.

I entirely trusted her.

I haven't learned anything new.

I have family in the area. I'll visit them since I'm here.

See you later, Martin.

By the way, have you met Laurette's replacement?

Not yet. I'm waiting for her.

You'll tell me about it.

Bye.

I think your killer must be a solitary man.

He must be 40 to 45 tops.

So he started killing at 35. Isn't it too late for that?

Yes, something must have triggered it.

Some emotion that changed his life and took the lid off.

He got rid of his superego and allowed himself

to give in to the fantasies that obsessed him.

He's a planner.

He manages his urges.

He's looking for perfection.

He knew from the first the physical similarities between his victims

would eventually alert an investigator.

He acted at remote intervals and locations

to decrease our chances of making a connection.

Yes, we had noticed that.

Did you also notice they aren't only pretty blondes?

They're all smart, have a degree and a job.

I thought that on top of being a killer, he might be a woman-hater.

Maybe not. It might be the opposite.

Maybe to him, those brilliant women

are the only ones worthy of being his victims.

But why didn't he kill her?

The seventh.

I think he's very arrogant.

By releasing her and by shooting her, he gave you three messages.

1: I exist.

2: I am the master of life and death.

3: I'm too much for you to handle.

I'll put him to bed.

- Take him. - Come here.

You're coming with me.

- Take this. - It's okay, I have it.

Thanks.

- I have wine. Do you want some? - Yes.

Does he still fall asleep this easily?

Yes.

His bronchitis is gone?

It's bronchiolitis. But yes, he's feeling better.

Chest physiotherapy is good.

I'm going to leave, Martin.

- Where to? - Marseilles.

I have a great job opportunity there.

- When do you go? - In four to five months.

I don't know yet. Maybe at the end of the year.

I haven't resigned yet.

It scares me to leave Paris, my job, my friends, you.

It's for you.

No, thanks. I have to go.

- Already? - Yes, I have plenty of work.

You're upset at me for leaving?

You can do whatever you want. I don't...

- You don't want to talk about it? - No.

Good luck. See you around.

I have to answer before it wakes the girl up.

Yes?

Yes, good evening.

No.

Okay.

Okay, I'll be there in about 15 minutes.

See you then. Thanks.

I'm sorry, it's an emergency.

I'm on duty. I have to go.

Your neighbor can't go?

He could go,

but dermatologists are not the best at treating stomach pain.

I have to go.

What would you have done with your daughter if I hadn't been here?

My neighbors would have taken care of her.

I take her to them if she's not asleep yet.

They live nearby.

Don't be too long.

I'll be quick.

This is Marion Delambre's answering machine.

Leave a message and I'll call you back.

Marion, it's me.

I just wanted to tell you I was sorry about tonight.

I got surprised.

I didn't expect it.

I know you'll do for the best about the kid, so I trust you.

Bye. See you.

You okay? You didn't wait too long?

What are you doing with your gun?

I'm sorry.

I panicked in this big house, alone and isolated.

This isn't Paris. There aren't many attacks.

I know, it's stupid. I'll put it away.

No, I'm stupid.

It happened to Emilie in this quiet place.

Anyway.

What do you prefer?

Shall we eat now or later?

- Yes? - I'm at Lieport's.

I found a picture of Emilie Lieport and Anna Massard together.

Anna went missing eight months after Emilie.

What should I do?

You...

Don't take risks. Come back.

It'd be stupid. Even if it's him, I could learn more.

- He won't hurt me. - Come back! It's an order!

I'll call you back.

Jeannette.

Why did you lock yourself up to pass a phone call?

I didn't want to wake you up.

Whom were you calling?

I dreamt my daughter was calling me and that she needed me.

I saw you take care of your daughter so well.

I felt guilty. I needed to ask my mother if she was okay.

At this hour?

I was stupid. My mother wasn't happy.

This is the answering machine of Jeannette...

Shit!

When I saw that you were gone,

I felt like going back four years in the past.

What's wrong?

- Do you regret what happened? - No.

No, I have no regret.

Come in my arms, then.

Come.

I'm sorry.

I don't feel so good. I feel nauseated.

I have to go home.

- Did I do something that... - No, it's not you.

It's me. My life is complicated right now.

I can't stand my job anymore.

My boss pisses me off, the father of my daughter too.

- I'm lost. - I think you're lying.

- Tell me what's wrong. - Listen, I have to go.

You didn't do anything wrong. It's me.

Why do you act as if I'm stupid?

You learned something you don't want to tell me?

- Answer me. I'm talking to you. - Let go of me.

- Is it about the investigation? - Let go of me!

You're threatening me in my daughter's house.

I don't understand what's going on in your head.

I'm not even interested anymore.

I didn't want it to end like this.

It doesn't matter. Leave now, please.

Leave.

Martin?

It's me.

I don't have to tell you whenever I bang a guy.

Show me the picture.

You have a sharp eye.

Now stop taking useless risks.

We'll try to take advantage of this mess.

I don't see how. I'm off this case.

Shut up and listen to me.

Do you think he's guilty?

I don't know.

It's all I can think about and I keep changing my mind.

That picture doesn't mean much. Except that they knew each other.

We don't know who took it, or when, or where.

If your Lieport's the killer, I have trouble imagining

he'd leave such an incriminating picture at his place.

Killers make mistakes. That's how we catch them.

Not this kind of killer. Not mistakes like this.

What do we do then?

Let's try to find out where he was when Veronique Legat was shot.

You were on duty?

Yes, like every three weeks.

At the beginning, you didn't suspect me more than anyone else.

You've changed your mind.

There must be a reason. Tell me what it is.

Otherwise, go fuck yourselves.

I found this.

Where did you find this picture?

You searched my office while I was out?

Well done.

I didn't know the police could go this far.

Give it to me.

This is the second missing woman.

Did you know her?

Her name's Anna.

A childhood friend of my wife. They went to school together.

I saw her twice: at our wedding

and three years later, the day they went to Greece.

When was that?

At the end of August 2006.

Do you know the man posing with them?

Emilie said he was a barman. A fling of Anna.

Why didn't you go with them?

We had decided to take a break.

We had spent a horrible summer.

We had fought all the time and even thought about separating.

Why did you fight?

At first, the practice wasn't successful.

She had to work as a secretary and do telephone support.

And our baby was just born.

That's it.

We were both exhausted.

My parents had died in a car accident.

So I wasn't easy to be with. Neither was she.

- Can I see the picture again? - Of course.

You know who took it?

I remember asking her,

but she said it was someone passing by.

It wasn't worth torturing myself. Even if she had an affair,

she came back and everything was good between us.

When she left, you stayed here?

No, I went to sea.

Marine, Paul's wife, offered me to take care of the baby.

I went to the south of Spain.

- Alone? - Yes, alone.

You think I'm your man because of this stupid picture?

If it had been me, I'd have gotten rid of it.

Sorry.

Yes, Myriam.

Wait, two seconds.

It's funny, I had never noticed it before.

She has something like a conniving smile.

They must be sharing a secret.

As you said, each must have had a lover.

Hers is probably taking the picture.

If her lover took this picture,

do you realize what it means?

That he knew both women and that he could be your man?

We'd better leave it as it is.

I agree.

We'll need a picture of you.

To show the victims' relatives?

Yes. An ID picture would be the best.

Here it is.

Ever since I first saw you, I haven't stopped thinking of you.

At first I thought it was because you were interested

in what happened to Emilie.

Then I understood it was something else.

I was really falling for you.

That's stupid, right?

This picture is okay?

I think he didn't do it.

I'm not sure.

He's clever and smart.

His friends take care of his daughter when he feels like it.

He's solitary, he's well-built.

He has obligations, and his age fits.

He fits the shrink's description.

Things weren't perfect with his wife, which he never said before.

Every couple can experience a crisis.

You're in love.

It's easy for Lieport to get rid of the bodies.

He has a boat. He can get rid of them at sea.

It's risky. He'd have to transport them all over France.

In case of accident or control...

Why keep that picture?

He takes risks. It fits his profile.

You know what they say about serial killers: he wants to get caught.

He brought me to his place so that I could find it? I don't buy it.

- He didn't know Anna was missing. - You believed him?

You weren't there.

We have to meet with Anna's aunt in Nice.

We don't have a choice.

Anna Massard, 33, divorced, no children.

Living in the suburbs of Nice, art school graduate, interior designer.

She went missing on 9 December 2007.

Add: "Friend of the first victim."

Her mother died at her place after massively taking sleeping pills

three months after the death of her only daughter.

It was ruled a suicide. No autopsy.

Do you know when Lieport's parents died?

April 2006, one year before his wife went missing.

Why?

The shrink mentioned a potential emotional shock

as the triggering event.

We have a big emotional shock

one year before the first person went missing.

I'll get off the case.

I understand it's difficult,

but admit we can't just ignore him.

Don't rush things.

You don't have to decide now.

If you think he's innocent, you must have good reasons.

And,

as long as we don't have indisputable evidence,

I'm betting on your gut feeling.

You want to drink something?

Coffee?

One cup of coffee, please.

You know her?

Emilie Lieport, her childhood friend.

She didn't answer when I wrote her that Anna was missing.

I was disappointed.

She also went missing, a few months before your niece.

Emilie's missing too?

That obviously means Anna was killed.

This picture was taken in Greece when they went there together.

It was a few month earlier.

- Anna told you about their trip? - The key features, yes.

We were very close.

Did she tell you whether Emilie met someone in Greece?

Yes, she met a man there. A Frenchman.

- A tourist? - No, she already knew him.

She met him there, you said?

No, I meant that she joined him there.

- By chance? - No, it was planned.

That man wasn't her husband?

No, it wasn't her husband.

How did Anna's mother die?

She had an accident.

She actually killed herself.

Why do you ask?

He got rid of the mothers of the two first victims.

He takes risks, then he cleans things up.

Like with the cop of Strasbourg or Veronique Legat.

He gets rid of the potential witnesses.

If we listen to Anna Massard's aunt, Lieport is innocent.

Not necessarily.

If Emilie had a lover, Lieport had a good mobile.

Maybe he killed his wife to avenge himself for her unfaithfulness.

Then he killed Anna who encouraged her to be unfaithful.

Then he started to enjoy killing.

He continued with strangers looking like her.

- Yes? - It's Marion.

Is this a bad time?

It's you. No.

I need a big favor from you.

What?

Could you take care of your son for a few days?

I need to leave for a report.

Yes. For how many days?

A week. I asked my mother, but she let me down.

I have to do this report or I might as well quit.

I already refused the previous three. It's tricky for me.

I'll find a way. When do you bring him?

Tomorrow morning at seven. Is that okay?

- Tomorrow? - I'm sorry, it's the only way.

Very well.

Thank you. Have a nice evening.

Okay, bye.

He's asleep.

Take him.

Come to daddy.

- I'll give you his bottle. - Okay.

- Shall I put it there? - Okay. Great.

Careful, because he eats very fast and can choke sometimes.

I have to go. My plane is at 11, but with all the formalities...

When do you come back?

- I don't know yet. I'll call you. - Okay.

There's a notebook with a list in the suitcase.

It contains most of the answers to your potential questions:

the address of his pediatrician, etc.

The nursery opens at 8 but you can drop him until 8:30.

Bye, you.

I'll miss you.

Thanks, you're a big help.

Anyway, he's your son too.

Ciao. Good luck.

Look, Mom's going.

With a man.

Where the hell are they parking?

It smells so bad!

Yes?

I'll be there as soon as I can. Okay?

CITY NURSERY

Mrs. Legat woke up. She should live.

She has partial amnesia, though.

Could you be more specific?

Her latest memories are of one month ago.

Otherwise, her brain activity is satisfactory.

No vital part of the brain is damaged.

She must be with the massage therapist.

I recognize her. Thanks.

Hello.

- May I talk to you? - Yes.

I'm a police officer and I'm investigating your case.

I'm happy to see you.

Sorry, I can't remember your face at all.

Could you tell me what happened to me?

I'll do better. I have a copy of your first statement.

If he knows I'm alive, he'll probably do it again.

We'll protect you.

He'd leave me alone if he knew I have amnesia.

It'd be stupid to die for a secret I don't have.

Don't worry, you won't die.

Do you know these faces and these names?

Not at all.

I have a personal question, if I may.

In the months before the attack, did you have affairs?

Yes, I went out with two men.

Except if in the meantime I went out with someone I can't remember.

My first lover is a coworker.

I still meet him even though we quickly stopped sleeping together.

The second is Bruno. I met him at a party in March.

We dated for a week, the first week of the Easter vacation.

What's his surname?

I don't know. I'm not even sure he told me.

He worked for a NGO.

He was a doctor?

He seemed to know the medical world.

You think it could be him?

Maybe. We can't neglect anything.

Do you know whether the abductor

had affairs with his victims before abducting them?

So it seems. At least with the first.

I'll take care of this.

We need to make a file of pictures of guys looking like Lieport.

Okay.

No, I can't recognize any of them.

He had a short and thick beard.

This one resembles Bruno a bit.

But that's not him.

Can you tell me who's your suspect?

- We can't. - Why?

If he comes close, she'll be warned.

Did you arrest him?

No. We have no evidence against him.

- You're watching him? - Not yet. He's free to move.

Take this.

So, Lieport.

The week from 9 to 14 April?

It was the first week of the Easter vacation.

I took a few days off to work on the boat.

And your daughter?

She was with me, or at the neighbors',

or at a classmate's.

Can your neighbors and the classmate's parents confirm?

Of course.

- Where can I contact them? - I'll tell you.

Cleaning up his boat isn't an alibi.

He could have left during the week, especially at night.

To meet with Veronique Legat.

If only we knew how he finds his victims.

Go to Auray with Olivier.

Interrogate all the people around Lieport.

Okay? I'll stay with Veronique Legat here.

You're right.

It's better to get involved with a victim than with the main suspect.

Can you tell me when Mr. Lieport was away?

Yes.

- On the 24th? - Yes.

- On the 25th. - Yes.

If he takes his medication, everything will be alright.

- Okay, goodbye. - Goodbye. Bye, buddy.

Goodbye.

I don't know what you're looking for,

but his wife's disappearance was a tragedy for Roland.

- Did you know her well? - We were even close for a while.

Her disappearance moved me deeply too.

Did you have an affair with Roland Lieport?

Is it the woman or the cop asking?

I'd like to know how far you'd go to protect him.

I don't sleep and have never slept with Roland.

Sorry, I'll put away the groceries.

Hello.

Hello.

Hello, my throat's parched. Not yours?

We have organic Bergerac. It's not strong.

- No, thanks. - You're missing out.

I have to tell you something.

I saw your colleague at the practice.

If you think Roland has anything to do with it, you're dead wrong.

He adored his wife.

I know you're doing your job,

but he's suffered enough.

If something happened to Emilie, you should look somewhere else.

Where, for instance?

We talked about it for a year.

We long thought - maybe hoped - that she left on her own free will.

But one doesn't leave your child behind like that.

The Vigans had nothing to tell me about Lieport.

I haven't found anything either. He's a perfect man.

I think his secretary's in love with him.

- Like half her female patients. - Have you seen this place?

He could have spent days on his boat,

he could have been hundreds of kms away: we can't know.

- Hey, Isa. - Hello, dad. How are you?

The kid won't stop crying. I don't know what to do?

Did you check his temperature?

I just did. He wasn't hot.

Maybe his teeth are growing.

Shit, you're right. It's the teeth, of course.

I had forgotten babies grow teeth.

Give him chamomile granules.

It's homeopathy.

- Chamomile? - Yes.

- Are you sure? - Yes.

Thank you, honey. Bye.

Bye.

Yes, Lieport lost his parents one year before his wife went missing,

but except if you're particularly close to one of them,

the death of the parents is not the most traumatic event

in the life of an adult.

What about the rest?

Many things could fit, but one doesn't.

Why would your suspect go all over France

to find a specific type of woman

even though he can find dozen of blonde and educated women

without going that far?

He shouldn't get them too close from home.

The question we might ask ourselves is:

why these women in particular?

So we're not looking for a connection between them.

We're looking for a connection between him and each of them.

I think so.

We'll look into it.

It's a new angle.

We'll dig into the seven girls' past.

Let's start with Veronique Legat.

If there's a connection with Lieport, only she has the key.

- That's why he tried to kill her. - Yes.

She has info she ignores she has,

a piece of evidence which will allow us to find him.

It's me. I'm sorry to disturb you.

I had an awful dream. Is everything okay?

Until you called. You just woke him up.

- He's sleeping in your room? - No.

Do you know what time it is?

I'm sorry, but my dream was really awful.

So you thought: "What if I gave the boys a taste of it?"

That's not it, but...

Can you go check on him and tell me everything's okay?

- Please? - Okay.

He's back to sleep.

Thanks a lot.

Things went well at the nursery?

Yes, very well. But there was a gastroenteritis epidemic.

The idiots at the nursery lost the chamomile.

The drugstore was closed.

They're not idiots. They're great.

You have something else to tell me?

No, go back to sleep.

I'm sorry, but it's my first time without him.

- It's not that I don't trust you. - Right. Sleep tight.

Why am I so mean to your mother?

One of the worst memories of my youth.

Why?

I finished second at a wet T-shirt contest. What a shame.

That's how I got my first job.

- What was it? - Look.

The ad was intriguing, so I called.

It was for tests of cosmetics and skin creams.

It was well paid and not tiring.

- Laboratories Darling. - Right.

There were questionnaires and tests

after an interview at headquarters, avenue de la Grande Armee.

With whom?

Young men wearing lab coats. To impress us, I guess.

Medical students who hit on us.

Young girls selected for being blonde, junior doctors...

Fuck.

M. Wieslowski, was your wife contacted

by a cosmetics company in 1993?

In 1993?

It was 20 years ago. How could I remember?

Try. It's important.

Laboratories Darling.

The girls where contacted for being blonde.

Right!

The cream for the real blondes.

- Is that it? - Yes.

I mocked her but we needed money.

It lasted for months.

Thank you.

Georgina was in Paris in 1993 and 1994.

She was finishing law school

and I was doing my military service.

We were already together, but we barely met for two years.

She didn't need to work. Her family had money.

- Maybe she did it for fun? - No.

To have fun, she did sports: tennis, sailing...

She was a hard worker. She didn't like to waste time.

Thank you, Mr. Charvin. Bye.

It's weird. I feel he was hiding something from me.

Call him back.

You've been noticing things from the beginning.

Trust your instinct.

Yes?

It's me again. Detective Beaurepere.

You seemed reluctant to talk about that time,

but we really need to know if there is any chance

Georgina took part in those tests in 1993.

I really don't know.

I didn't want to know about those months when we were separated.

Was it a hunch or did you have good reasons to be jealous?

I'm still ashamed of what I did.

One day, I couldn't help looking at her day book.

She had dates at specific hours.

That asshole must have had a busy schedule.

How can you be so sure it was a date?

It's simple.

Georgina was of English origin. She liked to use English words.

Especially in her personal life.

Was "Darling" written in her day book?

How do you know that?

The cosmetics company I told you about was called "Darling."

Laboratories Darling.

The company Darling Cosmetics was absorbed in 1995

by a big American company, Laboratories Vincent.

The building of the company,

which was located on rue Colonel Aime-Charles in Paris,

was sold in 1996 to an investment bank.

It was sold again in 1998 to a realtor.

The Laboratories Vincent closed their subsidiary in 2000

and outsourced in Asia.

Shit! If we need to go to Bangkok to look into the archives...

I doubt they took them there.

- Let's start from the beginning. - What beginning?

- Rue du Colonel... - Aime-Charles?

It was here way before I arrived.

Fuck.

Okay, I'm coming.

- Did he find something? - Hundreds of boxes.

I'll check if we find something. Go take a rest.

Yes, dad?

Isa, it's me. Could you pick up the baby at the nursery?

I'll come home late. I'll give you a ride.

Yes.

Yes, mom.

I'm okay.

Could you sleep at home tonight

and drive the kid to school tomorrow?

I don't know if I'll be able to come home.

Okay? Great, thank you.

Bye. Say hi to her for me.

Martin, look.

DARLING - SUBCONTRACTOR

Sorry. I didn't realize how late it was.

It's okay. I put them to bed in your room.

- So I'll sleep here. - Great.

- When does Marion come back? - I don't know.

When will she settle in the south?

I don't know. If you're interested, ask her.

- You really think she'll go? - You don't?

I don't know. I find it weird.

Why is she saying that then?

Maybe she wants you to tell her you don't want her to go.

That's girls for you, dad.

She's the one who left with the baby, come on.

You didn't fight much to keep her.

What do you know about it?

I'm just saying. There's no use getting upset.

It's true I didn't fight much.

But the two of us are through. It's over.

If you say so.

- I'm going to bed. - Please do.

Bye.

I was supposed to come back in three days, but have to prolong.

I'll ask my mother to take Rodolphe.

Can you take him to her?

I'm fine. I'm doing okay for now.

Why do you have to prolong?

I might go to Burma to interview monks in a monastery.

Be careful.

I don't want to tell our son his mother died in a Burmese cell.

Thank you for your concern.

Tell me. Are his teeth okay?

Hello?

I'M IN FRONT OF HIS BOAT. HE'S THERE.

I must pass a phone call. Can I call you back?

I won't be reachable, so I'll call you back. Bye.

Okay, bye.

Is she crazy or what?

Lieutenant Martin.

I'd like to have the number of Vannes' police.

Lieutenant Martin ?

Your deputy's car was found in Roland Lieport's property.

It wasn't locked. There was no trace of violence.

- What about the boat? - It's gone. We're looking for it.

Fuck!

- Yes? - The gulf is big.

- Where do we look? - Around the river's mouth.

If he wants to get rid of the bodies,

he must go far off the coast.

We found the boat off the coast of La Trinite.

- Is that far? - We'll take a shortcut.

I'm okay.

I wasn't tortured or raped.

You can let go of me.

- Where is he? - I don't know.

He had a diving suit.

There's another girl.

In the boat.

LEGAT VERONIQUE

MEDICAL SUPERVISOR ROLAND LIEPORT

- There's a trapdoor. - Can you open it?

Lieport's body was found in a net off the coast.

I don't have the report yet,

but it seems he was hit by a propeller.

The woman murdered in the boat lived near Bordeaux.

Amandine Fulusain, 38, married, one child.

She went missing

between her workplace and her home on August 23rd

without leaving a trace.

She was in the Darling program.

I'm sorry.

Wait, how hot is it? It is...

It must be your mother.

Come on.

Let's go.

How are you?

What is that? Dad bought you a beautiful necklace?

It's amber. It's good for teeth and it helps you sleep.

- Really? - It's iodine and camphor.

I missed you so much, my love.

You've already fed him?

- Isn't it too early? - He was hungry.

I'm not blaming you. It'd be paradoxical.

I'm thirsty. Would you have something to drink?

I might have wine. I'll drink a beer.

Don't look at me like that.

I haven't slept in 36 hours. At my age, it starts to show.

Not at all, you're beautiful.

A little bit tired, but...

- That's how you put him to sleep? - It's not good?

It's just that I had managed to make him sleep in his bed.

Crazy nights in sight.

Next time, make a list of what I shouldn't do.

It's not a big deal, anyway.

We'll wake him up when we go.

You're right. Let's go now.

Let's go.

Thank you for the ride.

And thank you for taking care of him.

Shit, I'm out of baby milk for tomorrow.

You want me to go?

Don't worry, I'll feed him compote or yogurt.

Are you seeing anyone?

I don't know why I'm asking. It's none of my business.

I'm not leaving anymore.

I'm telling you because you have a right to know.

He's your son.

I can't take him away from you. A child needs his father.

His father? A father-in-law can do the trick.

Why do you say that? I'm not seeing anyone.

There was a guy waiting for you the other day, so I thought...

I left him in Burma.

You left with a guy to Burma?

No, I didn't leave with a guy to Burma.

I left for work with my boss.

You're screwing your boss?

Was it the case when we were together?

No.

It's not nice to say that.

- Are you jealous? - I don't care.

Actually, I care.

I care.

- Is it still open for milk? - Yes.

- Yes, Marion? - No, it's Jeannette.

Enough, Jeannette.

Lieport's the killer. What else do you need?

I think I'm going mad.

I keep thinking: "What if it wasn't him?"

He was in front of you in the boat.

I know.

There were fingerprints on the boat, on you, on the woman,

and on the bodies in the pool.

- Are you here? - You're right.

I need some perspective. I'm not well at all.

- I'm coming. - No.

I'll take a pill. I'll feel better tomorrow.

I don't want to leave you alone.

I don't want to see you, Martin. Bye.

Hey, Martin.

We found two of the four girls who were in the Darling test.

They're alive and in good health.

There are two left. We're almost sure one is abroad.

We're waiting for Tangier consulate's confirmation.

The last one, Claire Lizis, married, one child,

and a sales manager, has been missing for seven months.

Her husband is sure she left him to start over,

but she was in the test and she left one child behind.

What if we got fooled?

I don't get it.

If you look at Lieport's life, there's nothing unusual.

Not a single clue to understand how he became a serial killer.

Then why is he the connection between the victims?

We didn't invent it.

You don't get it?

Roland was framed. That's the killer's great idea.

He always knew he might get caught someday.

So he did everything to make Lieport guilty.

He knew that list of women was connected to Lieport.

That's where he got his preys.

The only thing he couldn't do is to change him,

to give him a personality murky enough

so that he could be a credible culprit.

It matches the shrink's profile. Enough now.

You can be solitary, have free time,

be smarter than average, lazy, well-built, a good lover,

and to admire women. It could be you.

I'll go get something to eat.

Why hide girls in his pool when he had the ocean in front of him?

You saw him in the boat. You didn't dream that.

Let's say I did.

I'm fed up with your bullshit.

What you're saying could work at one condition:

that someone followed him since childhood

and used him as bait years in advance.

Someone who's known him forever.

Someone who worked with him, lived near his house,

was his confident, knew the people he knew

and his schedule.

Who slept with his wife in secret

and met with her in Greece while he was sailing in Spain.

Yes, someone who copied his life

and took advantage of him to fulfill his fantasies.

His double, his alter ego.

His best friend.

I've been retired for a while,

but I can remember Roland and his cousin Gerard.

- Gerard how? - Lieport, the same.

- He died. - When?

After graduating from high school. It was a tragedy for the family.

They were always together.

We called them the three musketeers: Roland and Gerard.

The three musketeers?

Yes, the third arrived later.

I can't remember his name. We'd have to look in the archives.

He had the name of an actor of the inter-war period

who portrayed the Christ and acted in Duvivier's movies.

- Gabin? - Not him. Another.

An actor who didn't behave well during the occupation.

Le Vigan! Now I remember.

Paul Vigan, the friend, neighbor, and colleague of Lieport.

They always took care of his daughter when needed.

I really saw Roland on the boat.

It wasn't a dream, it was him.

But he was already dead.

I was stunned, or I would have understood.

Vigan raised the body to the trapdoor

by holding it from behind like a puppet.

He probably wore a diving suit too. I couldn't see a thing.

He used me until the end. Can you imagine?

I thought Roland was looking at me.

But he was already dead.

Since he was young, Vigan's life has been organized around Lieport.

He became a doctor like him, settled in the same village,

got married three months after him, tried to take his wife,

and he killed her because she wanted to go back with her husband.

To me, this failure is the emotional trigger.

Then he killed Anna Massard, whom he met in Greece.

She could have directed the investigation towards him.

Then Emilie and Anna's mothers, so that they wouldn't talk.

Exactly. He got rid of all the witnesses.

He took pleasure in it,

so he continued attacking women connected to Lieport.

The perfect cover.

He kept his family life: the perfect camouflage.

He must have made a mistake somewhere.

Not necessarily.

I've loved you for so long. Tell me about your first lovers.

When did you start having sex?

When did you start having sex?

Veronique Legat answered at age 22.

Answer my question.

At age 22.

When she did those tests, she was only 21, and he knew that.

That meant she wasn't involved with Lieport.

At age 22.

Since she didn't sleep with Lieport,

Vigan lost interest and let her live.

That was his first mistake.

He might have made others.

The prosecutor closed to case. To them, Lieport is guilty.

We can't let that happen.

We must nail him, Martin.

Sorry, Jeannette.

Find me a crime scene with fingerprints, fibers, or blood.

I can't do anything for you. Where do you want me to look?

Knowing and understanding doesn't replace the power on evidence.

We have nothing concrete to incriminate Vigan.

Then he can keep killing whenever he feels like it.

It's difficult for her.

Her separation, her miscarriage after six months, and now this...

You must take care of her.

Mr. Vigan, this is Detective Beaurepere.

Hello, Detective.

I wanted to tell you: the case is closed.

Thank you for telling me.

We can start forgetting now.

It's closed but I'm not giving up. I want to know why he did it.

If you remember something, don't hesitate to call me.

- Lieport was your best friend. - That's what I thought.

After Emilie went missing, he looked so sad.

We did all we could for him.

How could he fool us like this?

I got fooled too.

If I go to Paris, can I call you?

Of course.

Have a good day, Mr. Vigan.

I can't do it, Martin. I'm too confused.

I'll ask to be given extended leave.

- Will you back me up? - Do I have a choice?

You won't do anything stupid?

I'll put some distance.

And rest.

- What do you want to drink? - Coffee.

Waiter, a cup of coffee and another beer, please.

You're okay?

More or less. I had to ask for an extended leave of absence.

Why?

After what happened, people at work looked at me like an outcast.

It's awful.

You're a victim like the others.

You made it alive, that's all. They can't blame you for this.

It's the second time in my career I'm held hostage by a killer.

For journalists, it's a godsend.

I won't even mention my coworkers.

I'm lucky I'm not accused of getting off.

Roland betrayed us all and we have to pay for it.

You were right to call me.

You have no idea how lonely I am.

I wasn't dismissed because you protected me.

No. Because you're a good cop.

I miss you.

And...

Work takes your mind off things.

I don't want to do it again.

I'm even thinking about studying law again

to become a judge and have fixed hours.

It'd be better for Zoe.

- Can you see yourself as a judge? - Yes.

Juvenile court judge, or family court judge.

I'd like to do that.

You have time. Think about it.

You don't often wear dresses.

- It doesn't suit me? - It does.

It is...

How is your family doing?

Good.

Paul, tell me.

Did you get along with Emilie?

Lieport's wife.

Yes.

I'll never forgive myself for what happened to her.

Why?

She died because of me.

- What? - Yes.

She was about to leave Roland for me.

You had an affair with her?

That's why he killed her. I know it now.

And the other girls?

Why do you think he killed her?

I don't know.

He must have lost it. I don't know.

Maybe he started hating all women.

Especially those he slept with.

Why didn't he kill Veronique and me?

You, he didn't have time.

And her...

He didn't sleep with her.

How do you know that?

That's what she told you, right?

I told you about it?

Yes, maybe.

She lied.

Veronique Legat?

Detective Beaurepere. We have to talk.

Bruno, what do you-

Don't move.

Two wounded people on 39, rue de Malte.

Everything's alright. Help's on its way.

Hello, Paul.

What did you give her?

Martin, come at Veronique's. Vigan tried to kill her.

No, don't worry. She's okay.

You're screwed, Vigan.

What will I be accused of?

Breaking and entering? Using tranquilizers?

What am I facing? Three years, two of them suspended?

I haven't killed anyone.

I don't even have a weapon. You'll go to jail.

You're no longer a cop and you shot me.

You fell in my trap like a piece of shit.

You're even more stupid than I thought.

Emilie Lieport, in love with you?

Ready to leave Roland for you?

- You thought I'd buy it? - Go fuck yourself!

Lieport was the original.

You're the copy.

A mere copy.

Emilie knew it. We all did.

I should've finished you off on the boat.

When I'm out of jail, I'll hunt again.

I won't start with you. I'll save you for later.

I killed Roland and his whores. And I fucked you.

I'll fuck you again before I kill you.

You'll be able to think about it.

You're screwed, Vigan.

What will I be accused of?

Breaking and entering? Using tranquilizers?

You're so predictable.

What am I facing? Three years, two of them suspended?

You're fucked.

I don't even have a weapon. You'll go to jail.

You're no longer a cop and you shot me.

You're even more stupid than I thought.

You fell in my trap like a piece of shit.

Emilie Lieport, in love with you?

Ready to leave Roland for you?

- You thought I'd buy it? - Go fuck yourself.

Lieport was the original.

You're the copy.

A mere copy.

- What if he had killed you? - No, I knew I'd get him.

Are you stupid? You risked your lives on a bet.

- There were other means. - Really? What?

You'd have helped me?

Nobody could do anything for me.

You don't need to protect me anymore.

I'm leaving the police.

Bye.

Jeannette, wait!

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