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Better hurry. Mass is in fifteen minutes.

Maigret?

You decided to show up.

Well, you needn't have bothered.

I can handle things here.

That's not what you said last night.

Last night, I was upset.

What's happened to Janos?

Good morning, Countess.

Dr Bouchardon, good morning.

I kicked Janos out.

I'm kicking them all out.

I've relied too long on untrustworthy men.

I... don't include your father in that.

I'm sorry for what I said last night.

It wasn't true.

I apologise.

You should go back to Paris, Maigret.

I'll look after Saint-Fiacre.

Who am I photographing exactly?

Maigret thinks Antoine Batille's killer might be here.

And where's the boss?

Lucas said he had to leave town. Personal.

Where's Torrence?

Yeah, I got Antoine's father his sister.

Looks like we're starting.

He leadeth me beside the still waters.

He restoreth my soul.

He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness

for his name's sake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley

of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil.

For thou art with me, thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.

Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies,

thou anointest my head with oil.

Bouchardon!

I'll ask again, what's the point of this?

Maigret asked for it.

Maigret knows we have the murderer.

He said so yesterday. So what are we doing? Anyone?

Look, we need to get the art thieves back in a room

and put the screws to them.

- "Put the screws to them?" - Yes! You know what I mean.

Sergeant Lucas, if you can't get hold of Maigret,

I'll get hold of Kernavel.

We only have these suspects for so long

and we are wasting time.

It was a heart attack, Captain Chabot.

She had complained to me of chest pains,

feeling faint.

I gave her pills for high blood pressure

and I begged her to go and get a proper check-up, but...

And her son was breaking her heart.

This is just tragic!

Lucas.

Boss. We did surveillance on the funeral.

We got the photos, but we don't know what to do with them.

Can I see them?

Sure. Where are you?

Saint-Fiacre. Near Montmirail.

What? That's... That's two hours away.

Boss, we need to work the Batille case. I...

Do we get the art thieves back in?

Yes.

Despite this business with the photographs this morning?

Yes. Keep questioning the gang and if the media ask questions,

just tell them we're not looking for anyone else.

Boss...

you're trying to send a message to someone, aren't you?

Who?

I don't know.

Boss, is there anything we can do to help?

Yes.

A woman just died.

A woman I came here to help.

I need a hand down here. Who can you spare?

You can have Janvier and Lapointe, they're owed time off.

Tell them to meet me at La Manon Hotel in Saint-Fiacre.

And bring the photos. Thanks, Lucas.

Madame Jaume?

Can I speak to Ernest?

I was told he was altar boy at this morning's mass.

He's not here.

I don't know where he is.

Thank you very much.

Hello, Ernest.

What did you give the Countess in church this morning?

Nothing! Let go of me!

Get off me, you big paedo!

Who gave you this?

Lost something?

They are mine. She didn't even give me time to pack.

- Where are you gonna go? - How would I know?

I sacrificed so much moving here.

And then she was irrational.

The accusations.

She was not a well woman.

I'd stick around if I were you.

Why should I?

Do you want your face all over the TV?

A lot of people like me coming after you? Stick around.

Come on, Janos.

What are you doing here?

Having a pee.

You have no jurisdiction here. I want you to leave.

I am leaving, but I'm not going away.

Nor should you.

- Torrence. - Boss, I got a call for you.

He says it's about Batille, but he'll only talk to you.

Thanks. Er, put him through.

This is Maigret.

Don't bother to trace the call,

I won't be on long enough.

We're not tracing it.

- Do you know who I am? - No.

But I know what you did.

Then why do you tell lies in public?

To get you to call me.

Very clever.

Okay. If you're so clever, have I killed before?

I don't know.

But can I ask you a question?

Do you remember his face?

Antoine Batille.

You went back and looked at him.

Then stabbed him again.

So... do you remember his face?

Yes.

And does he stop you sleeping?

Better hurry.

Mass is in fifteen minutes.

Can I help you with something?

Chief Inspector Maigret.

Maigret? Are you...?

Was this...?

I am. And this, well, I suppose it was, once.

Ah! Well!

Come in, please. Please come in.

Natalie, guess who's here. Maigret.

Son of Evariste Maigret, the estate manager before me.

- Madame Gautier. - Mademoiselle. I'm his daughter.

And bank manager in Montmirail.

That's right. Credit Rurale.

My wife and I separated some years ago.

She found country life too hard.

- You've made some changes. - Oh...

The old place was completely falling apart.

Sadly I had no choice.

I still don't know why you kept this old table.

I kept it because it has character.

Character and for continuity.

Dad? Is everything okay?

Er, yes.

Of course.

The, er, Countess... it's a terrible tragedy.

We're heartbroken. Poor dear Sophie.

Tell me about Janos Varga.

Oh, well... I'm afraid it's not a very edifying story.

An attractive man, a vulnerable older woman.

He took advantage of her?

Well, I wish she'd spent less on his "art".

But in the scheme of things I suppose it didn't really matter.

Anyway, I hear he's gone and good riddance.

You hear? You gave him a lift half an hour ago.

Where to?

A hotel in Montmirail.

He had nowhere else to go. I felt sorry for him.

The Countess's son will be here soon. What will you tell him?

Is that any of your business?

Do you want me to make it my business?

Look, it's obvious. The estate is bankrupt.

Things started to go wrong under your father, I'm afraid.

Don't get me wrong, he was a decent man but...

out of his depth and...

Well, Sophie trusted him until it was too late.

I did what I could, I sold what farms I could

to stem the bleeding, but, er...

What will your advice to Maurice be?

Sell. He has no choice.

I doubt the sale will even pay off the overdraft.

I'll do my best to help him of course.

It's not like he ever showed much interest in the place.

Again, um, sorry your visit was so sad.

Have a safe trip back to Paris.

I'm not going back to Paris. I'm taking this.

What? It belongs to the estate.

It belongs to my father.

He bought it as a gift for the Countess's 21st birthday.

- This was his copy. - Well...

Er... Maigret?

Cavre got a result.

Branchu and Sovran both made statements

refuting Mila's alibi.

We haven't had a lab report back on the knife,

but the other evidence is enough to charge Mila

for Antoine's murder, so...

knowing the thing that you know

which you are refusing to share,

should we go ahead and charge?

Yes, but put my name on the charge sheet.

Cavre will be royally pissed off.

He's not the only one who'll be pissed off.

He'll thank me in the long run.

You're playing a dangerous game, boss.

Janvier, at last.

The game is working, keep playing it.

My name on the charge sheet, Mila is the killer.

Ooh, alright for some.

- From Antoine's funeral. - Thanks.

Can I have one of those, please?

Not yet. I need you to go to Montmirail town hall.

Ask for the property records, find out who owns these farms.

Also, when they were bought, how much for,

and who did the financing.

We've just driven for two hours.

And the office closes in two hours.

If anyone gives you any grief tell them

it's a murder investigation.

You can take this.

You can keep it.

- Maigret. - Sweetheart.

Are you alright?

I'm so sorry about the Countess.

Er...

It was in church, like my dreams.

She died almost in front of me.

I'm sorry, my love.

But look, about your text,

I dropped in on Helene because I...

I think you must have misheard about the Countess' condition.

- What do you mean? - You wrote high blood pressure.

That's what the doctor said.

But the pills you photographed were fludrocortisone.

So?

Hi. Fludrocortisone is for hypotension...

low blood pressure.

If you give this to someone with high blood pressure

you're just exacerbating the condition.

So you must have misheard,

because no doctor would prescribe these.

No. Of course. Thanks, Helene.

Are you coming back or staying?

Staying. A little bit longer.

I saw on the news you're charging someone

in the boy's murder.

Yes, but not the killer.

He called me.

And?

And I don't know.

He's made contact, so I'm one step closer to him.

Are you in the right place, Maigret?

You mean, in my head?

No.

In reality, geography.

You should be here. Paris.

A crime was committed here too.

I rolled the dice, now I have to follow through.

Okay.

I love you.

Love you too.

I had to go to the morgue in Montmirail to identify her.

I thought how young she seemed.

But then she was young.

Fifty-two.

Yes.

The same age as my father.

She told me you liked it. Calvados.

Thank you.

Why are you here?

Your mother called me.

She said she was ill, scared

and surrounded by people she didn't trust.

I came, but not in time to help her.

I let her down.

I'm the one who let her down.

And I'm afraid I'm going to keep on doing it.

I'm going to sell the chateau.

Gautier says I have to.

This place destroyed my mother, I won't let it destroy me.

I will walk away without a backwards glance.

I felt the same when my father died.

That it had killed him.

I left.

I never wanted to see it again.

Is that why you went to Paris, the police?

Paris, yes, but not the police.

I went into a black hole for two years,

drink, drugs, everything else,

like I wanted to flush Saint-Fiacre out of my system.

What happened?

Well, someone was kind.

Told me to grow up.

Who?

You do what you have to do.

All I will say is Gautier was not on your mother's side,

and he's not on yours.

But he's not wrong about how things are.

And what choice do I have?

I have no money, no recourse.

Nothing.

I believe bad things were done here.

Not just today but for years.

If you're willing to fight,

I can give you the ammunition.

Are you hungry?

Most of the time.

I don't know what we have.

Then let's have a look.

Yep.

Madame Prosecutor.

I think you know that I'm all about loyalty

and the team.

Yes?

When the leader of that team absents himself from the work,

but still takes credit for the results of that work,

isn't one obliged to protest on behalf of the team?

- You're talking about Maigret? - Yes.

He insisted on putting his name on a charge sheet

where he had nothing, literally nothing,

to do with closing the case.

Plus, by the way, where is he?

Nobody seems to know apart from maybe Sergeant Lucas and she...

Maigret is in Saint-Fiacre. An urgent personal matter.

You knew?

Still... it's not right.

It's not... ideal.

I'd like my protest to go on the record.

He's the Chief Inspector

but he sees fit to swan off into the middle of nowhere

on some "personal matter" but still take the credit

for other people's hard work.

And you're 100% confident in this work?

Yes, Ma'am. We have built a good case.

Watertight?

As watertight as any case can be, but lawyers and courts...

Yes.

Thank you, Inspector Cavre.

Thank you, Ma'am.

You're allowed just to take time off like this?

Disappear from work?

Well, it's a risk I had to take.

Janvier.

Hmm.

You have copies of everything?

Good. See you at the hotel.

The ammunition is starting to come in.

Tomorrow, you should request a meeting here.

Invite Gautier, his daughter, Dr Bouchardon.

- Even Janos Varga. - No.

Yes.

Tell them you're selling Saint-Fiacre,

and you want to thank everyone

for everything they've done for your mother over the years.

Invite that Gendarmerie Captain Chabot as well.

Maigret...

I don't understand.

I'll be here early tomorrow morning

with Janvier and Lapointe.

We'll give you the ammunition,

then you'll understand.

Then you'll be angry.

Saint-André?

Lucas. You're working late.

I think I've got him on the line.

Put him through.

Thanks, Lucas.

Maigret.

You're right, I haven't slept.

I keep seeing his face.

And when... when I turned him over...

he looked at me like I'd come to help him.

Grateful.

And that made you angry.

Yeah. I had to show him I hadn't come to help.

So I stabbed him again.

Then he knew who I was.

Are you there?

I'm here.

Do you have an answer to the question:

"Have I killed before?"?

I still don't.

The "stranger death" - that's the thing you fear the most?

Isn't it?

No connection between killer and victim?

Yes, we are afraid of that.

So my next victim will be a stranger and you won't solve that one either.

You're overlooking one thing: there is a connection.

Between you and me.

Just because I talk to you doesn't mean you know me.

You don't know me.

I'm looking at you right now.

You're suffering.

You keep seeing his face. You can't sleep.

For Christ's sake, boss.

Keep at it.

We've a job to do.

The last of the Lafite.

Come on, Captain Chabot, you're not on duty.

My mother would be very happy to see the house full again

with friends and colleagues.

Salut.

But... all good things must come to an end.

I'm going to take Monsieur Gautier's advice

and put the chateau up for sale.

Oh, my dear boy.

I'm so sorry.

Thank you, Dr Bouchardon.

And because you are not just such good friends to my mother,

but you are also wise in the ways of the world,

I want to ask what you think.

How much will I get?

Mademoiselle Gautier, our accounts are held at your bank.

What's our overdraft?

Nearly two million euros, I'm afraid.

Ha! Ouch.

Um, Gautier, what can we get for the remaining land?

Oh, well, it's very hard to estimate.

We'll have to compare with recent sales.

Alright.

Let's do that.

Middle Farm - sold five years ago.

300 hectares, about the same as the land I have left.

What did it go for?

Er, I'm afraid I don't have the figures in my head.

It sold for 850,000 euros.

That's not good.

Well, you have to understand the, er,

land values have been declining.

- I could only find one buyer. - Understood.

But what about the farmhouse, it was 18th century.

850,000 euros including the farmhouse.

It was in terrible condition.

Your mother was lucky to get that much.

Okay.

It was sold 18 months later for two and half million euros.

Okay. Saint-André.

Much larger, 500 hectares.

Given arable land's worth 7,000 a hectare,

we must have got, at least three million?

Saint-André was sold for 970,000 euros.

Most of the land was just grazing,

prices were depressed at the time and...

And you could only find one buyer.

Yes! I could only find one buyer.

Look, I can see what you're doing.

You've brought these people here, whoever they are...

Saint-André was sold two years later for 3.5 million euros.

3.5 million.

Some profit.

Who was the lucky buyer?

A limited company based in Lichtenstein,

Services et Conseil Rurales, SARL.

The same company also bought Middle Farm.

Its directors are Sebastian Gautier

- and Natalie Gautier. - I don't have to listen to this.

Come on, Natalie.

Bloody ridiculous!

Don't... Hey, get out of the way! Get out of the...

Captain Chabot, tell him to get out of the way.

He's a friend of the family, what can I do?

Shall I summarise, Gautier?

Whenever my mother needed to sell a property

to keep the estate alive, you handled the sale.

You sold to yourself for the lowest possible price,

then sold on a few months later for a huge profit.

I'm sure when I tried to sell the chateau,

you would have only found one buyer for that too -

Services et Conseil Rurales, Lichtenstein.

Dr Bouchardon, anything to say?

What can I say?

- I'm shocked. - It is shocking, isn't it?

But perhaps not as shocking as prescribing

her the drugs that killed her.

What are you talking about?

My mother suffered from high blood pressure

but for months you prescribed her drugs for low blood pressure,

making a heart attack more likely,

especially in the event of a sudden shock.

Rubbish!

I prescribed her drugs according to the symptoms she told me.

This is a request for an autopsy to be performed

on Countess Sophie de Saint-Fiacre

due to the suspicious circumstances

surrounding her death.

- Don't you dare! - Agh! Uh!

Janos. I've neglected you, I'm sorry.

I have nothing to do with any of this.

This phone was given to Sophie de Saint-Fiacre yesterday.

It has photos of her of a sexually graphic nature.

A statement from Ernest Jaume, altar boy,

saying Janos Varga paid him 100 euros to give the Countess

the phone in church, and remove it afterwards.

That was the shock that stopped her heart.

Can you prove it? I don't know.

But if you check their call logs,

you'll see they were all talking to one another,

especially after they heard that I was coming.

I will examine these so I can understand

fully what has happened.

I'll tell you what's happened.

I worked, I slaved to keep this place alive.

You? What did you do but waste money in Paris?

You're just like your mother, a parasite,

- living off the sweat of... - Aaagh!

You saw that? He assaulted him!

He insulted his mother, what do you expect?

Do not leave this area or I will issue warrants for your arrest.

Get off me, I'm alright!

Sorry, sorry, I'm just a bit...

She would have been proud of you.

Charge sheet for Xavier Mila for the murder of Antoine Batille.

The lab is not 100% on Mila's knife?

No DNA. Obviously the killer would have cleaned it,

but it's a 100% match for blade and stab depth.

Good.

Well done, Inspector.

Come with me and we'll inform Monsieur Mila.

Wait, what time was Batille stabbed?

Between 10:25 and 10:35.

I've been checking the CCTV from the night Antoine was killed.

Camera on an ATM near the Basilique de Saint-Denis metro.

Who do you think they are?

That's Mila, Branchu and Sovran.

This is exactly where Mila said he was in his alibi.

And, as he also said in his alibi,

- the other two are with him. - Mm-hmm.

Maigret asked you to track the robbers

and you couldn't be bothered.

I'm an Inspector, it's not my job.

It is your job.

Clearly Mila did not do it.

Is Maigret any closer to identifying the real killer?

Wait...

They're talking, but still no ID.

What do you mean, "they're talking"?

What, he knew all... He knew it wasn't Mila? He...? He...?

Why would he do that? Why would he do this?

You've got the degree in psychology, mate.

Okay, so what happens next?

Where is the killer?

Here, let me help you.

- Thanks, I can manage. - No.

No, I... I wanna help you.

Thank you.

What you guys just did was amazing.

I don't know how I could ever repay you.

Easy. Invite us round for a weekend.

- Two weekends. - Any time you want.

You did a great job of it.

It's me. I'm starting back.

Couple of hours max.

That's good.

I'm at home now.

Is everything okay?

Yes, um...

You know, you roll the dice.

I'll see you soon.

I love you.

Love you too.

Antoine Batille's killer is in my apartment, he has my wife.

Janvier, we'll take your car.

Just a cordon outside the building.

That's all. Low key.

He's just going to walk in there?

He says he's a danger to himself more than anyone else.

No. I'll speak to the Director.

I will not risk lives! There should be a RAID team in there.

Maigret knows the killer, he's been talking to him.

He knows the killer is waiting for him.

Madam Prosecutor, you have to trust Maigret on this.

I did trust him, and look where we are!

Okay.

Okay. Low key.

How did you find where we live?

I read that Chief Inspector Maigret's wife

worked as a psychiatric nurse.

So I called every hospital in town

and asked to talk to you.

You should have been a real feminist

and kept your maiden name.

I love my husband.

Having his name doesn't diminish me.

If you say so.

Are you scared?

Yes.

I've never seen him angry.

I'm wondering what it will be like.

Janvier?

Janvier. ETA one minute.

Roger that. We're outside.

You've reached Zizou.

You want some breaking news?

- Anything? - I've just been on the roof opposite.

They're in the kitchen. Your wife's at the table.

- She seems okay. - If Torrence can see in then so can a sniper.

No. Can I have a radio?

Come in when I say, not before.

Boss, he's got a knife.

In case you need to blow his head off.

It's Maigret. I'm coming in.

Don't come any closer!

I'm sorry.

- Has he hurt you? - No.

We've been talking.

Why don't you sit down?

Did you get done what you needed to?

Yes.

Stop!

You talk to me, not her!

What do you want to talk about?

You disrespected me.

You called me a coward.

I did. I'm sorry.

Well, you underestimated me, didn't you?

Tell me what you want.

- You don't want to be forgotten. - What?

Of course.

No. She doesn't know what she's talking about.

I know the answer to your question.

Have you killed before?

You have.

But it was a long time ago.

It wasn't planned.

Someone angered you, or disrespected you.

You stabbed him.

You weren't caught.

You weren't even suspected.

But for months you were afraid you'd be found out.

You never were.

But eventually, you began to get angry,

because no one knew what you'd done,

this incredible thing that you'd done.

- What had I done? - Taken a life.

Crossed the line.

Removed yourself from the community of man.

Torrence, what's going on down there?

We've got media arriving. This is not gonna stay low key.

Do what you can, just keep people back.

Zizou, how the hell did you find out?

What? One of you lot called me from La Crim.

One of our lot?

And it's not just me, everyone's coming.

Who was he?

Guy Dubois.

He was just a guy who went with a girl I liked,

who I thought liked me.

I found him up by the river by himself.

I went up to him.

He said, "What's up?"

I slid the knife into him.

He said, "What?" And then he fell down and I walked away.

How did you feel?

Sick, sick, sick.

I couldn't eat or sleep.

My parents were sure I was ill.

Then I... I began to feel different.

You know, I'd done it. Like, I'd crossed your line.

And you wanted to feel like that again.

Yeah.

Why Antoine Batille?

I'd spent the day walking and, er,

looking, you know, just looking.

And, er, I thought it was never gonna happen.

And then he just walked by, soaked, happy.

He ordered a crepe.

A crepe!

He was happy and...

I wasn't, so I just... I stabbed him.

They know I'm here! I've got to get out of here.

- That won't happen. - It will, with her.

I'll walk right out. Don't move!

Don't move. I don't want to go to prison. Keep...

Will you... Will you tell them that I couldn't help it?

- I was driven to it. - I can do that.

And you... you work with crazy people,

you look after crazy people so just tell them I'm mad, yeah?

Tell them that I crossed your line.

- Will you tell them? - No.

Sad and lonely isn't mad,

it's just sad and lonely.

I don't agree with my husband.

You haven't crossed some... magical line.

He cares about the pain that you feel.

I care about the pain that you've caused.

You did terrible things,

not incredible things.

You are responsible.

When you accept that,

you will be able to sleep.

Now, please,

give me the knife.

A gun.

You would've shot me.

Take a seat.

Er, would you like a drink?

Please.

And one for...

I don't know your name.

It's Bercy.

Guillaume Bercy.

Clear to come in. Door's on the latch.

- Are... Are you okay? - I'm fine.

We're fine.

Thanks, Andrea.

Will you give that back to Torrence?

Better drink up, Guillaume.

Will you come visit me in prison?

I will.

I'm sorry.

You're done. Find a new team.

You don't tell me what to do. I out...

Uh! Aaagh!

You're done.

Inspector Cavre has asked for a transfer out of La Crim.

He says the hostile work environment

is affecting his mental health.

Honestly, Maigret, he was two-faced and incompetent.

He's gone.

Two murders solved, one from 15 years ago.

Three thieves charged for the attempted theft

of a billionaire's art collection.

And I saw this morning that a Monsieur Gautier

and his daughter were arrested at Charles de Gaulle

trying to board a flight to Dakar

with more than five million euros in cash.

So we should be pleased. Are we?

If it weren't for my wife

we'd be looking at a very different picture.

How is she?

It must have been traumatic, to say the least.

We'll take some time off, if that's okay.

- Go to the country. - Of course.

Welcome back, Maigret.

- I'm Maurice. - Louise.

A pleasure.

I tidied up a bit.

I can see.

Thank you.

My mother will be just down there.

The church will be looked after.

A lot of things will be looked after.

The chateau's open. There's drinks waiting,

and something a bit better than what I offered you last time.

I'll finish up here and see you there in 20 minutes?

That will be lovely. Thank you.

Saint-Fiacre.

You've come home.