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If I find you on the path
of the son of Cain,

nobody will ever find your body.

What the hell is this?
He where Carsenti?

I let him go.

But you're crazy!

So, we arrest guys and you
release them like that now.

We had nothing against him, I anticipated
the decision of the prosecutor.

But he was going to throw
all his dealers at us.

Since I arrested Carsenti,
you look bad.

What are you not telling me?

Nothing. You're getting boring, actually.

Can we have a conversation without
you freaking out?

You think that makes
want to talk to you?

Yeah, I'll be right there.

When I was a kid, we learned
to hold the door for strangers.

Now we have to close it
as fast as possible

so that no one comes in the back.

It's nice here, isn't it?

The death was probably
on Sunday night,

four days ago.

A priori, two stab wounds
in the region of the heart.

Given the state of the corpse,

to be sure, one would have to be patient.

It would be stupid for me to put
on the wrong track.

His name is Bernard Mésange.

No contact in his phone,
nor address book, nor computer.

No break-in, either.

Either, the victim knew
the murderer or-

- or, he surprised him at the moment
when he entered.

He had lived there for six months
and according to the neighbors,

he didn't talk to anyone.

He always went out with black
glasses, a stranger.

As soon as the pile of bones is swept away,

you who dream of living there, you'll have
a vacant apartment, that's great.

You can't be serious for a minute.
What do you think?

I think nothing.

I do not know why I would take
the cabbage to arrest criminals,

since they are released immediately.

Carsenti. You're enjoying this, aren't you?

You're in league with Moretti,
I saw it well...

You're going to buy glasses

because you can't see
clearly at all.

And if you have accounts
to settle with Moretti,

well, you talk to each other,
you are great.

In fact, we both played badly,
we skipped the honeymoon box.

We're already an old couple stuck in
the lies, the secrets,

the deceptions.

Frankly, after all this
we shared,

you still believe me against you?

What did we share?

Your guy's name is not Chickadee.

Check his ID with the lab.

If he changed his identity,

he must have left
a body somewhere.

Bless you for coming back to us.

Are you suddenly interested in the case?

These are your new friends.

We're going to have to get chummy
with them and that excites me.

That's why you're here, right?
You're in charge.

We're letting anyone
into the residence.

It's always like that
with strangers.

Above all, don't stop for us,
we agree.

Foreigners are a dirty race.

Yes, it's true. You never know
who you're dealing with.

Who could it be? A terrorist?
A gangster?

A rapist?

Exactly, he was a pedophile.

That's good information,
we can move forward.

And then, he raped
how many children?

Well, what? What?

No one saw any children come home
then?

No need to have seen them,
everyone knows.

That makes me feel better because

if he had been killed because of a
rumor, it would have bothered me.

And what else would you have seen, sir?

Villon. The syndic'.

Nothing. Why would I have seen anything else?

Because you have a bird's eye view
of the victim's apartment.

Because you have a prime skybox

to watch a guy get
stabbed in his home.

I don't look at other people's homes.
My eyes are sick.

Impotent, blind and deaf.

The classic strategy of the old
who won't cooperate.

Just because you play
your infirmity over and over again

doesn't mean everyone else has to do the same.

Maybe you don't have pain
anywhere anymore,

sitting comfortably in your chair.

But my legs, I use them
and they hurt.

It's been a long time since someone
has been so mean to me.

It feels really good.

OK. It's Borel, he wants to see us.

But if you want to be buddies,
you still have some work to do.

I found out some real information
that will help us move forward.

Our man was suspected
of pedophilia.

Thank you Borel, but for the rumors,
you are a bit late.

I'm not an idiot, captain.
I'm not talking about rumors here.

You were right about the identity card,
it was false.

His name was Nicolas Pardo.
He was a teacher at Cassy.

Following a complaint from one of his students,

he was indicted
for rape of a minor.

Where did this information come from?

From his sister, she owns the apartment.

She lent it to him for
that he changed his life.

And he was dismissed
six months ago

Good work, Borel.

Can you get us the name of
the kid who was assaulted?

Yes. Mathilde Chevalier,
in Cassis.

Hello.

Captain Cain. Lieutenant Delambre.
Criminal Investigation Department.

Not the police. I want more.
I want more.

Mathilde, wait, come back.

Franck, please come.

He was murdered, so the first
you suspect is me.

You cops are wonderful.

No, we don't suspect you.

We are simply investigating.

We know what you went through.

No, you don't know anything.

No one has ever listened to us.

No one can understand
what it's like.

Pardo destroyed our lives and we
were let down.

I don't believe in the justice
of this country anymore.

They let a criminal go free
and we the victims

have been abandoned.

I would have liked to see him dead,
me, that bastard,

but it wasn't me who killed him.

I don't even know where he lived anymore.

I lost track of him when
he left Cassy.

"His trail"? Does that mean that
you tracked him?

I followed him like that once or twice
at first to see how he lived.

Then I moved on.

What's this?

An anti-pedophile association.

I'm waiting for you, I'll call Borel.

I didn't come to bother you,
you know.

If someone has hurt you, I
promise I'll help you.

Then you'll be free.

You know, this is what I do.

So if you want to talk to me,
you don't have to be afraid.

You have no right to talk to him.

If I ever see you again
near him, I will kill you.

Do you think that Pardo raped Mathilde ?

I don't know.

Whether he is guilty or not,
Chevallier is sure of it.

That's motive enough to kill him.

If not, who do we have?

All 435 residents of the residence.

We've got a lot of families with children.

Any parent could have done
in a fit of rage.

For fear of the rumor mill.

It promises to be a nice Sunday.

How about a pizza?

You must know a lot of people
in the residence?

Especially Kevin, he delivers.

Yes, of course, from a distance.

What about Pardo? I mean Chickadee.
Was it close or far?

I can't remember.

I delivered it once or twice,
that's all.

The night he died?

I don't remember

It's weird because there was
leftover pizza in his fridge.

Villon placed a big
order that night.

Like every Friday, by the way.

It's Friday. Is this all for
him?

Yes.

Still green, what was I saying?

He's having a little party.

We'll take care of the delivery.

I think we knocked
on the right door.

I loved this sado-maso
relationship we started this morning.

I thought we could
go further.

Go to something
even more bestial.

Sorry, I'm totally submissive
to my captain's urges

and he really wanted to see you.

Can we invite ourselves?

Poker, my pet peeve.

Pierre, Antoine's son
and Yann.

Cain and Lucie.

Cop and fliquette.

But everyone knows us
since this morning, right?

Well, a new recruit.
Rich, I hope.

If you are, don't tell her.

She'll have a baby on your back
and then ditch you right away.

We're still missing someone here, right?

Well, you'll take the empty chair.

Two hundred.

I'm in.

Card.

What's the point of your act?

What are you trying to prove?

Because we meet here once
a week to play poker,

does that make us suspects?

A man died just across the street,

with two stab wounds.

At the end of the knife, he had
to see a hand.

What we would like to know,
is who it belongs to?

It could belong to someone
who hated him

or someone who was afraid of him, by force
to observe him for example.

With the twelve surveillance cameras,
you should know soon enough.

I am in the same business as you.

The cameras, the digicodes,
it's me who makes them.

I sold them to the residence.

If you arrest the culprit through
they'll get me some publicity.

It is me who made vote the budget
by the condominium.

Fifty.

Raise it to 50.

Are you paranoid?

Imagining all this stuff,

alarms, cameras for
protection from the bad guys.

You must think someone is out to get you.

It's the world that's paranoid.

Somebody has to take advantage of it.

I put myself in people's shoes
and they make me live.

I take it back, you are
a fine psychologist.

Is that the talk or what?

I didn't come here to do
mundanities.

She's losing, it's upsetting her.

With the crisis, her real estate agency
doesn't make much money.

And you, it's always the same method.
Talking to destabilize the opponent.

Well, listen, if we don't play,
me, I'll leave you.

My kids need me.

She has five.

Do you understand what I'm saying?

Five kids, owner of a real estate agency.

You are a modern-day
heroine.

They are my whole life.

I started my own business so I could
organize myself around them.

Knowing that there was a pedophile
in the residence,

didn't scare you?

But who says he was a pedophile?
It was just a rumor.

Beware, little children,
the monster of darkness

is lurking in the city and will soon
kidnap you.

Color.

Well done. Finally, a rival to me.

Yann is a master.

He likes to give lessons and make
others go round in circles.

He is a riding instructor.

Do you handle the whip ?
The goad? The whip?

My natural authority is enough.

This charade has gone on long enough. You have
no right to be here. Leave.

Your problem,

is that you consider Pardo innocent
and that blinds you.

If you would take the trouble to change
your point of view,

you could direct your search
to one of his victims.

A nice basket of crabs,
your new friends.

I count on you to find
the fifth,

the one who didn't come.

There you go again to test
the bedding of the victim?

I don't suggest you come.

People would end up
getting ideas.

Ideas about what?
Nothing happened.

You're right. In fact,
I have forgotten everything.

We had dinner, we drank.
And afterwards?

I don't remember.

But well, there's no point in trying
to recover your memory, is there?

And then for tonight, you're right.
It's not a good idea.

We agree.

You would have said yes, I
would have said no.

Lieutenant, I've changed my mind.

I wish you were with me.

Thailand.

Costa Rica.

Vietnam.

And for sex tourism.

He raped Mathilde. We need
to restart the procedure.

Call the juvenile brigade, so that they
come to pass all this to the crime,

but in the most absolute secrecy.

If this gets out, it will make
such a mess

that it will burn up our investigation.

No.

The rumor has become reality, but that
should not change your hunches.

This is still a vigilante crime.

What if Villon's goal was
to get us out of here?

Because he knows that the killer
is nearby.

I'm going to stay and work this out.
You guys go home. It's late.

Hey, beautiful. Are you lost?

I'm here to see Carsenti.

Don't know him.

Of course I do. Tell him that
Lucie wants to see him.

You wanted to add something
to your commander?

He told me everything this morning.

It's settled for the son of Cain,
I'll do without him.

You won't have to worry about him anymore.

He paid me the €20,000
of his debt too.

It's you I'm worried about.

Is this new?

Are you still angry with me?

Let's just say I'd like to understand

why you let me
down overnight.

I covered for you back in the day
and I took the fall for you.

The cops caught me and you,
they left you alone.

And you never showed up again.

I was a mess. My mother took me away
from all this.

When I got back on my feet,
you were gone.

I couldn't find you.

I never knew you were into the stuff until.

I tried to get you out and I got caught.

You learn fast in prison.

Why don't you let me
help you now?

Maybe it's not too late
to get out.

You've always had a temper.

Me, on the other hand...

I've been through Chevalier's life
with a fine-tooth comb.

Witnesses saw him with Pardo,
but before Mathilde was raped

Which makes sense since he was
his teacher.

And then, no complaint, no threat.

As for Pardo, according to colleagues at
the juvenile brigade I called,

his name was not mentioned in
any other case.

What about you? Did you find
anything?

No.

He spent the night reviewing the 50
hours of video from the residence.

And?

Residents walking
their dogs,

residents picking up
their dog's poop,

residents putting their dogs'
poop in their pockets.

We are the ones who are being walked.

More instructive, we visited the site
Les silences de l'agneau.

You know, the association which sought
to recruit Chevalier, there? Come and see.

Go there.

They first give a report on
pedophilia in the world,

the increasing number of rapists,

their ability to hide under
the appearances of normal people.

Then they call for denunciation.

They end up giving names
and addresses.

A real file, worse than the Stasi.

Lucie warned me. Did you succeed?

No, not yet. It's only now that
gets interesting.

An alias, PeterPan, says he recognized
Nicolas Pardo, Cassy's pedophile,

in a building in Marseille.

Since then, there have been more than 1,000
forum connections.

This is it. The IP address of PeterPan.
A certain Barbet.

A riding school, there, just
next to the residence.

Come on.

I'd like to trade my horse
for a real one.

But we know each other.

Not a very original nickname.

The sites continually require
and I have no imagination.

If we had known last night,
we would have congratulated you.

To throw Pardo on the net,
a public health action.

But it is my responsibility as an educator
to report these kinds of predators.

Besides, not reporting a rapist,
is a crime, right?

Except that in Pardo's case,
the courts cleared him.

What makes him innocent in your eyes?

Judges keep releasing
the criminals you arrest.

You regularly complain about this
or am I wrong?

If everyone did what I do,

pedophiles would have
fewer victims, believe me.

I've seen kids destroyed
by rape

who are trying to rebuild themselves
by riding horses.

By the way, how did you know that
was Pardo?

I saw footage of him coming out of
to the judge in Cassy's case,

I ran into him in the residence
and recognized him.

Dumb. He never went outside without
his sunglasses.

That's right.

I had to shove him to get them
off and see his face.

What were you doing Sunday night?

You think I'm stupid enough
to have killed Pardo,

when I'm the one who turned him in?

I was at the club party if you want
really know.

And if you want to charge me for
participating in a website,

I hope you have room
in your jails because

I'm not going to be alone.

We'll start by arresting
the murderer.

And then, if it's not you,

we'll ask the judge who doesn't arrest
to release the criminals

to prevent you from spreading
your nauseating ways.

Yes.

There is movement on the side of the silences
of the lamb.

I went through the cached pages
and the deleted ones.

I found two that you will like.

They are from before the murder.

Mystic River says that

the security system of the residence
should be reinforced to track Pardo.

To which a Lamouche replies

that it would be better to get rid of
him to finish off the monster.

Both addresses are Internet cafes,

but we can put them
under surveillance.

"The monster" sounds like
Francine's words.

Given the security,

is necessarily Pierre Villon who
is looking for publicity.

So let's summarize.

They meet every Friday
at Villon's house. They get their heads together.

One of them ends up going there and does
the job. The question is, who?

Barbet?

His alibi is solid. At least
50 people can testify.

On the other hand, Francine had a real motive
to protect her children.

A mother, taking such a
risk, I find it hard to believe.

Pierre, he is more credible.

He seeks to be noticed
by all means to please.

He is arrogant, he has
a violence returned.

You forget Kevin, the pizza delivery guy.

He's the ghost player
from the poker game

that Lucie asked me to find.

He could have entered Pardo's house by
delivering without arousing any suspicion.

Plus, he has a record, contempt,
rebellion, resisting arrest.

What seems obvious is that they
all know who the culprit is

and that they are covering for him.

So what do we do?

We do what they do. We'll start
the rumors.

We'll play them
against each other.

Eventually they'll talk and give each other away.

Hey, guys.

Thank you for coming on such short notice.

You're offering to take back from the state

what they steal from me in payroll taxes.

I have class. How big is?

Huge. Nothing works anymore.

We can beat up the suspects at will,

Amnesty International will never
have any evidence.

What's up?

State of the art, 340 degree rotation,
automatic diaphragm,

secure internet ordering.

Too bad Pardo didn't
buy one.

He wouldn't have opened just anyone.

By the way. Your box, it belongs
to your father.

He passed the torch to you because
you're an only child,

but he's having a hard time letting go, huh?

Are you choking?

You called me here to
talk about my father?

The cameras, were they fake?

Oh no, no. I like to know,
it's my nature.

But between us, do you ever feel like
strangling him?

I hate fighting.
I'm too much of a coward.

And if you want me to say that my
father hates me, that's another no.

He rants about the whole world,
but it's just words.

He wouldn't hurt a fly.
Old age is a shipwreck.

Well, well, if Borel
brings him here,

it's because he has good reasons.

Kevin will empty his bag. Come, come.
I prefer that he doesn't see you.

No, don't worry, we won't have
for long.

I'm just typing what you told me
in the car.

Your dead father, your aunt who raised you.

So.

Look, it's Pierre Villon with Cain.

You know him, you play poker with him, right?

So, Kevin. Kevin what?

Pardo would never have opened
to anyone,

someone he didn't know
and there was no break-in.

So, the investigation shifts to Kevin.
Makes sense, right?

Except that this kid is a little girl,
very sensitive.

A wounded little animal in need of a hug.

Far from the profile of a killer.

So maybe he's
ratting you out.

They seem to have a good laugh.

The captain always has a bottle
stashed under his desk.

And since Pierre doesn't only drink water,
I don't know what they're talking about,

but Cain must make him drink.

That's what's so bad
with alcoholics,

they're easy to talk to.

I hope he's not
charging you right now.

Besides, this case, it's a bad time
with your record.

He doesn't like me very much and he tells
easily bullshit, but...

From there, to accuse me of a murder.

Or is he trying to get
Francine wet?

Is he mad because he doesn't like her?

Francine? There's no one softer
than Francine.

She lives in a Care Bear world.

Everyone is beautiful. Everyone
is nice.

I've never seen a woman so dumb.

Hello.

Don't worry, I come as a friend.

Unlike Cain,
I do not suspect you

Because he suspects me?

The way you spoke
of Pardo last time.

The great monster of darkness
and all that.

That disappoints me.

So your captain would be the kind of
guy who only likes his humor?

He must also have trouble
with children?

That's the words you find
in their books.

Yeah, I know. But hey, between women,
we understand each other?

Your instinct as a mother
is so obvious

that you would never have risked spending
20 years of your life in prison

and abandoning your five children?

No.

Here, in fact. Earlier,
I saw you with Barbet.

I'm counting on you to keep
the secret.

If his wife finds out, she'll
throw him out.

And I don't want him to come
ringing at my door.

Men, I gave
and I don't want any more.

Would you be interested in seeing
his apartment in Pardo?

You're getting some strange ideas.
You're vicious.

Maybe that would give you an idea
to contradict Cain?

For me, the stabbing can
only be a man. It's a matter of strength.

Villon, he's too old.
Barbet, he has an alibi.

That leaves Kevin or Pierre.

Pierre, that show-off?

Behind his show-off, it's
the interstellar void.

God knows I don't really want to help him.

But to kill, you need
a little courage, don't you think?

Nevertheless, at this time, he is
maybe already in custody

confessing.

Chloe, be careful with your brother.
He's going to get hurt.

Are you okay?

It's been a long time.

How is Mathilde?

She misses the horse. She misses you too.

She'll go back up with someone else.

It's not very safe to come and drag
where Pardo was killed.

If the cops see you, they'll jump
on the

adage of the criminal returning to the scene
of his crime.

They have already interrogated me.
They believed in my innocence.

Good, then.

I think you killed him.

You're still crazy.

Why would I do that?

Maybe you kept investigating without
telling me. Did you find any evidence?

If you found things,
I want to know.

Aren't you tired of stirring things up?

You destroyed Pardo by accusing him,
you ruined our friendship

You might be ruining
Catherine and Mathilde's lives.

All this because you insist
on wanting a culprit,

because you don't want to admit that
Mathilde may have invented everything.

She did not invent everything,
I forbid you to say that.

Me, I forbid you to say
anything about me

to satisfy your fucking
obsession!

Get the fuck out and never come back.

I can't take it anymore Yann.
I can't take it anymore.

I'm at the end of my rope.
I'll never get out.

I can't take it anymore. I can't take it anymore.

They've been telling each other off,
as if they were innocent.

We've been screwed over again.

But that's your sweetness, Borel.

One day, you're going to have to
decide to show your fangs.

No disrespect to you
captain,

but Lucie, with her motherly instincts
who had no children,

didn't get much more
with Francine.

Borel.

At the same time, you ask her
to show her fangs.

So, don't be surprised afterwards.

Then, you too, Pierre, he saw you
coming with your big wheels.

You too, he took you for an idiot.

Well, well.

The only one they didn't mention was
Barbet. Why do you think that is?

We bought his alibi a little fast.

Have you ever seen an innocent man
give an alibi? Never.

Because alibis are things
invented by the guilty.

Come on, faster.

We feel powerful and unattainable.

Faster, faster. Come on, come on.

Did you get the emotions
you wanted?

At least it would have been frustrating
for a first.

Say, your wife is gorgeous.

I wonder what else you can
find in Francine.

Either you're really in love
to imagine you're stuck with

the five kids that aren't yours.

Or, you have an idea
in the back of your head.

But if I were you, I'd be wary.

Francine, she's a real time bomb.

You're slipping, Cain.

You're preaching falsehood to the
true. You are manipulating your witness.

All these methods that
do not bear any fruit.

But that's okay, you can't
see everything.

You know the watchdogs?

The English invented that,
about 10 years ago.

Citizens who help you in
your job. Do the same.

Use us as
auxiliary police.

We know the residence. We know what
happens there when it gets dark.

And I'm sure you haven't
discovered

that Pardo was part
of a pedophile ring.

Really? You really think so?

Okay, you've convinced me. You're going to
come with me to SRPJ.

Do you have any cold drinks?
Pretty girls in uniform?

Lie detectors?

You're not far off from a
miscarriage of justice, are you?

I trust you. I'm not putting you
on the stand.

I arrested someone so that
you can release him

as soon as my back is turned.

Mathilde's father has just
committed suicide.

Barbet, it will take longer than expected.
An errand to run.

For the pistachios, insist.

They never want to take them out,
but there are some.

He wanted to shoot himself
in the head, he missed.

A miracle, he is still alive.

The firemen arrived in time. He left
a letter on the desk.

"I killed Pardo, but his death
did not change anything.

I don't have the strength
to take it anymore.

I'm sorry, Mathilde, for all the pain
that I ended up doing to you.

Sorry, Catherine, for not knowing
how to prevent this. I love you."

When he bought the gun. He
admitted to me that he wanted to kill Pardo.

He absolutely had to have someone to blame.

I tried to talk him out of it,
but I didn't know how.

So I tried to hide the gun.

I didn't hide it very well.

I feel so bad.

Everything fits.

The ballistics, the
graphological analysis. This closes the case.

I don't believe it. Chevalier was furious
against the justice system, the judges

for having stopped the investigation
before having identified

the culprit of Mathilde's rape.

It drives you crazy, but it's not him
who killed Pardo.

But his confession says otherwise.

If it was true, why didn't he
kill him with his gun?

So you don't believe in suicide either.

Don't you think you're complicating
a little bit?

It's always more complicated
than we think

behind the appearances, right?

Isn't that what
you're trying to tell me?

I think you're in no condition
to hear anything.

Doc, it's going to be up to you to decide,
we all have a different vision

of the culprit and we're going to end up
by killing each other.

What's the killer's MO?

Could it be a woman?
An old man?

I don't know. You're the cops. You're the cops.

Here's the autopsy report. I had
the body brought out.

What I can say is
that there was a violent fight,

that Pardo was stabbed with
kitchen knife

and that someone tried to smother him.

I found particles of goose down
in his lungs.

But the down fibers

had deeply penetrated
the alveoli.

This would tend to suggest that Pardo
was still living

when a
pillow was placed over his face.

If both occurred at the same time,
you are telling us

that the crime was committed
by several people.

That would explain these necroses.

Someone was holding her ankles.

So, at least three people
were attacking him

at the same time?

One who was stabbing him,
another who was holding his ankles.

While a third smothered him
with a pillow.

Killing alone is a pain in the ass.

But with several people, it must have been
a lot of fun, right?

How did it go?
Who's telling?

How did it happen?

You have no proof. We have nothing
to do here. You have no right-

- I have every right, Monsieur Villon!

Who was holding his foot?
You, Francine?

The pillow over his face,
was it Pierre?

The stabbing, Barbet?
Or the other way around?

Come here Borel.

Here's Pardo

Who hit him first?

Who gave him the blow
to make him fall?

Well?

Did he resist or not?

You want to say something, Kevin?

Is that you? Come on, tell me.

Tell us, was he defending himself?

He was shouting, right? And you, you were shouting
louder than him.

Did you hit him to shut him up?

You're going to talk, for God's sake!
Here.

Look at this.

I couldn't take it anymore. I wanted
to shut him up.

What were you shouting?

You rapist.

I didn't hear you!

Dirty rapist!

And then?

He fell.

Lie down, Borel. Get down!

And the others, where were they?

Kevin, shut up!

No, I can't lie anymore!
I can't take it anymore!

It's the truth. We killed Pardo!

No, we didn't.

What isn't true? What's not true?

Come on, cheer up! You usually show off
beautifully!

Why not now, huh?
But speak up, damn it!

You are being accused
and you say nothing?

That's your true nature, isn't it?
A doormat!

I wanted to help Kevin.
I thought-

- What? That Pardo was gonna kill Kevin?
He was on the floor, Pardo.

Did he look like he was going to kill Kevin?
Just tell the truth for once!

You were the one who took the pillow,,
and you pressed it to his face.

I hated it. I just didn't want him
to hurt the kids anymore.

That's it! And Barbet, he held
his feet.

No, it was me. I don't know
why I did it.

He was struggling and I took
his feet so that he wouldn't move.

And Pierre hit him with the knife.
It was horrible!

So, Barbet. It might be time
to make a confession, right?

What confession? I wasn't there.

We had often talked about it with him,
but that night, he wasn't there.

Whose idea was this?

One day, Barbet came to see me.

He told me that a pedophile had just
arrived in the residence

and I went crazy.

I had never told anyone.

A friend of my parents raped me
for years.

Then Barbet invited me to Antoine's
at poker nights.

I would see Pardo's lit windows
and it drove me even crazier.

One day they asked me if it
would make me happy to get even.

I said yes.

Francine said we'd do it together.
I said okay.

But we weren't supposed to kill him,

just scare him.

So, what crime are you going to
accuse me of, Captain?

Of taking the confidence
of one of my students?

Of having introduced him to
Pierre and Francine?

Or of having mentioned the danger
of a notorious pedophile?

They didn't need me
to do what they did.

And I even admit to you that sometimes,

I regret not having participated.

Was I strong enough? Now,
you calm down.

Barbet may be the king of the fuckers,
but there's nothing we can do about it.

He manipulated them. It was he
who lit the fuse.

He's a dangerous cynic

and you want me to let him go free?

Carsenti, Barbet. But what do
you have against me?

You don't trust me anymore? I'm
a bad cop, right?

Answer me, damn it!

Didn't you follow your buddy Moretti?

I'm still following you.
Did you miss it?

Barbet screwed me,

but I have every intention of finding
what he's hiding.

And the answer can only be there.

Gentlemen.

So, anything new?

There's some conflicting stuff.

These children are the victims
of old cases.

Rapes never proven, I have
myself followed some of them.

and I double-checked all the others,
Pardo, every time, was far away.

But it's weird.

In his memos,

he sought to trace the
of everyone involved

for the last three years.

I don't know how he amassed all that,
but it's a huge job.

What if we had been influenced
by the rumor mill, too?

If Pardo had ever been part
of a pedophile ring,

he was looking for prey.

But what if he had been tracking
a pedophile ring?

Why the fuck didn't I think of that?

Would

have been taken as proof that Pardo was a rapist
actually means the opposite?

Pardo who has a dismissal
for lack of evidence.

But he is the only one who knows that he did not
rape Mathilde.

And he too is not satisfied
with the court decision

because he knows the girl well.

He knows that she lied by accusing him,
but he is persuaded, like her father,

that she was indeed raped.

He simply designated
a false culprit,

probably out of fear of the real one.

So the real culprit has not been arrested.

Pardo suffers the situation of
his friends, his family.

It's eating away at him.

The police closed the investigation, he takes it
for his account.

He exhumes recent cases,
he tracks down suspects,

he accumulates clues.

If he doesn't go to the police,

it's because he hasn't yet put his hand
on the culprit.

Or that he has a suspect
but no evidence.

It is necessarily among the people who
have been in contact with Mathilde at Cassy

during these last years.

Barbet was an equestrian center instructor
in Cassy until a year ago.

We are going to need you
and your daughter,

of your courage to both.

Did you get the same news
as we did about your husband?

I saw him this morning, he has not regained
consciousness,

but the doctors are optimistic.

We need to know if Yann Barbet
was part of your daughter's entourage

at the time of the tragedy?

Yann? Yes, we were very close.
He was one of our best friends.

But at the time of the rape, Franck suspected him
and they fell out.

We have every reason to believe that
your husband was right.

Mathilde's assailant is
without doubt Barbet.

Had your husband seen him again recently?

Yes.

A few days before his suicide,
but I don't know why.

He wanted to kill Franck and make
believe he had committed suicide?

If Barbet went to such lengths to
protect himself, it's because he's afraid.

He must certainly be guilty
of much more

than Mathilde's rape.

I had the files
of Pardo transferred to the SRPJ

to have them analyzed.

We can't let this criminal
go free one more day.

What the hell, we got nothing to hold him on?

Yeah, he's really smart.

He left no clues in the murder
of Chevalier.

He managed not to be denounced
by the other three.

His only weakness is children,
his sexual urges,

when he can't hold back anymore.

It is on this that we are going
to catch him in flagrante.

Even if we put him under constant surveillance

it will take weeks,
even months.

We'll set a trap for him.

Pardo had listed a hidden site
for pedophiles.

I'm sure Barbet
has logged on.

We'll lure him with a fake ad,
a fake child.

But that's completely illegal.

Not if it's a truck.

Go for it.

Dimples.

Small nose.

What if we put bangs on it?

I'll try that. Let's put
the bangs? Yeah.

Nice.

Send.

There's too many connections.

It's going too fast. Make
the exchanges last,

I don't have time to compare
the IP addresses.

Damn, I got one. Go ahead, track
that connection first.

He flashed on Gala's profile.
He seems rushed and elusive.

He's been logging in for three times,
and then logging out again.

Yes. It's probably him. You're on
a floating address,

but I'm smarter
than you, Yann Barbet.

He's hooked.

Shit.

He smelled the trap. He should have
been there a long time ago.

He's not coming anymore, damn it.

Shit, shit, shit.

Oh, fuck. There he is.

Vehicle approaching.

Don't move. We want him on the hook.

Go, go, go.

Get the fuck in.

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

Come on, kid, come on.

You're not Gala.

Yes.

It's good.

You can finally tell the truth.
Everyone will believe you. OKAY?

Do you recognize him?

It's Yann, my riding instructor.

Is the one I promised you
to find ?

Yes.

It is Mathilde.

I arrest you for the rape of Mathilde,
the attempted murder of Chevalier

and the complicity of murder
on that of Pardo.

And I promise you that we
will not let you go

until we have found
all your other victims.

In the end, you would have been better off
killing Pardo with the others.

It would have been the same price at the assizes.

And you would have had that little pleasure
that you will always miss.

Well, I hope she gets better,
now that she's told the truth.

By the way, I too owe you
some truths.

Carsenti was like my brother
when we were teenagers.

We did all the
crap together.

And if it wasn't for him, I'd probably be
dead by now.

When I was 17, he saved me from an overdose.

The cops investigated. He turned himself in
for me.

He said he was the one who
supplied me with dope. That's it.

So you know absolutely everything about me.
I don't have any secrets for you anymore.

No, I'm sure I still have
a lot of things to discover.

But hey, I'll do everything I can to be
worthy of your trust.

What's to stop you
from using this

to make fun of me every chance you get.

I also know you on the tips
of my fingers, for example,

I know that you won't like it
if I tell you

that I haven't erased my feelings
for him.

If I tell you that I'm
glad he's out.

Are you saying that Moretti
released him for you?

It's for you. He's protecting you.

Two weeks ago, Moretti
discovered that

Ben was supplying the Zuycker family
with coke and buying from Carsenti.

He's doing it for the money, for
being on a par with Amandine.

You didn't want to hear it
or he didn't dare to tell you,

I don't know.

Moretti found out, Ben confided
to him.

And he wanted to solve the problem
by sparing you.

I know you're running to Ben, but
take it out on me first.

How could you betray me like that?

I didn't betray you, I helped you

By thinking you were his father instead of me
and not telling me.

With your prejudices and
your stupid reactions.

You didn't understand what Ben was
going through. He couldn't talk to you.

He needed you. He was confused.

And you, you were there like that,
by chance.

Do you realize what he
must have thought of me?

Do you realize

that he must consider me as
a real shit, now!

I made him understand as best
I could.and reframed him.

And what did you say to him
to get him back on track?

Did you tell him not to hang out with
that bitch

and that family that is
sinking him?

And releasing his dealer was for
him to stop dealing?

Commandants de Vergnes and Sabatier,
police des polices.