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Jeremiah, it's Lea,

it has to stop.

Do you hear me?

This has to stop, I can't take it anymore.

Borel, fellow sufferer, I am listening.

Léa Legendre, 17 years old, a senior at the Albert Camus high school in Marseille.

It was her boyfriend Alix Courcelles who discovered her this morning.

The parents, where are they?

The father lives in Shanghai.

Mother is rotating mail. We tried to reach them.

Given the body temperature,

Lea passed away around 3:00, 4:00 a.m.

One of the many blows she received was fatal.

The murder weapon is nowhere to be found and there are no witnesses.

Shortly before the time of the murder,

Lea tried to call a man named Jeremiah Lefort several times.

Last call at 2:43 a.m.

Jeremiah, he was Lea's best friend.

Alix.

Where did you spend the night?

At home.

My father can confirm.

Why did Leah call Jeremiah and not you?

A young girl who doesn't feel well, she calls her boyfriend instead, right?

Lea and Jeremiah were arguing not bad lately.

What about?

He wanted her to break up with me.

How do you know?

It was Fatou who told me, she's a friend.

I heard them talking

in the school bathroom.

Here we go.

This is why Leah called Jeremiah,

because you were assaulting her.

She had decided to break up with you.

It drove you crazy.

Look, I would never hurt Lea.

I was madly in love with her.

The more you love, the less you can stand the idea of breaking up.

For your alibi,

where can we find your father?

In high school.

In high school?

Yes, at the high school.

This is our philosophy teacher.

In Les Nourritures Terrestres,

Gide has his hero say:

"Throw that book away, Daniel."

Today, I believe this incantation

makes sense.

What you are experiencing now, right now

No book can teach you that.

Aucun.

We all loved his smile.

His joie de vivre.

She was beautiful.

Intelligente.

Solaire.

And that's it, Lea is no more.

Her body is no more, her spirit.

Her singular view of the world.

But, the struggles she felt like fighting,

did they die with her? No!

No murderer can kill that.

Aucun.

She left them to you.

Live them for her.

Abuse the forbidden, brave the censorship.

Fight like you will die tomorrow.

Today, Leah died.

Souvenez-vous-en.

All your life.

Bravo!

School is out.

Let's go to the barricades. Live the revolution!

According to his mother,

Lea had changed lately.

More emotional, edgy.

The baccalaureate is coming up, so are the application filings at the top schools.

Students are a little stressed.

Martine Keller, I am the high school principal.

Do you think it might be someone from here?

Finally, I mean someone who could do it again?

We are here to determine that.

We'd like to talk to Jeremiah Lefort.

I'm sorry, but he didn't come this morning.

Listen, we are floored by this terrible news

and I must take care of the living.

Voilà.

But I deal with the dead.

Because we'd have to comply with all of the police's demands, right?

A pack of Camels that sir is an anarchist at heart.

I thought the species was on its way to extinction.

Lea was not just a spirit or a fight.

Burning her image won't be enough to find her killer.

Because there is also a dictate

about how to express one's pain, right?

Your son was close to the victim.

Is it too much to ask that you confirm his alibi?

Look, he was with me at home last night.

You see, Lieutenant, he was at home.

At the same time, does this alibi really hold up?

When a father says he is with his son on the night of a murder,

one might suspect that he wants to protect him.

Are we done?

Non.

We'd like to talk to Fatou Gnabri.

Do you know where we can find her?

Hello, Jeremiah?

Jeremie Lefort. Can we come in?

It's not bad at your place, is it.

Tell me about a doubt,

is this your room or are you sleeping always with your parents?

My parents are in Toulon and my aunt lives two floors below.

It's like we live together.

Just turned 15.

Autonome.

Or almost.

And already a senior.

I needed freedom.

To experience things on my own, without constraint.

Love of life, taught by your philosophy teacher.

Is that why you allowed yourself to not come to class this morning?

Do we send the cops now when we miss class?

For minors, yes.

Especially when they are the last to have been in contact

with a murder victim.

Jeremiah, it's Leah,

it has to stop.

Do you hear me?

This has to stop, I can't take it anymore,

I'm sick of it, I can't stand it anymore,

What do you think?

Do you think someone was assaulting Lea

at the time she called you?

No?

That doesn't sound like a call for help that.

So what does Lea mean in this message?

Was she afraid that you'd show up at her house?

Why did you want her to separate from Alix?

I don't know who told you that.

You were misinformed.

Do you want to talk about it all together with Fatou, your classmate?

Who was that for you, Lea?

My best friend.

She, at least, looked at me like a normal person.

Not like the little senior genius that everyone despises.

A pretty smart girl.

The girl everyone dreams about.

According to phone records from your carrier,

you listened to his message at 2:57 a.m.

And you didn't call her back?

Non.

One hour later, though, she was dead.

I'll tell you what I think.

You went to her house last night.

She told you she would never leave Alix.

And that she would never date a kid like you.

So it drove you crazy.

That makes sense.

But, that's just an assumption, not an axiom.

We have to manage to prove it now.

You know, cops don't pass the agreg'.

So for us, it's just called the obvious.

You live alone, you have no alibi

and you're potentially the last person to talk to her.

But a smart man like you doesn't stop at the obvious.

Don't you?

I can't

to realize I won't see her again.

Who could have done this?

The cops are talking about a relative.

Were you home okay last night?

Are you sure you are telling me everything?

You still don't think I'm capable of doing this to Lea?

I don't believe anything.

I just worry.

Are you worried about me or your career?

Philosopher's son kills his girlfriend.

It's a stain, right?

And where were you last night?

I don't suppose you bragged about your little nighttime jaunt?

If I didn't say anything, it was to protect you, you know that.

Since when do you protect me?

Look, where are you protecting me now?

Just because you were unable to watch

on your girlfriend,

that you have to go after me.

The body is covered with fractures.

Cranial box. Cervical.

Right and left humerus and radius.

Same for femur, tibia, fibula.

This is no longer a killer,

he's a puzzle maker.

For someone beaten to death.

His body isn't that scarred.

You know better than I do, Lieutenant.

There are blows that carry but don't show.

The bruises are deep, the body is breaking.

It can take a while to score.

But, what's broken can't be fixed.

Drugs side, illicit substances?

Lea had replaced the candy of her childhood

with candy of a different kind.

An escape from stress

which I strongly advise against.

On the night of his death,

she had consumed a good deal of it.

Style?

One of those new designer drugs made in Eastern countries.

Kids looking for stimulation,

increased focus are buying this on the internet.

The side effects are frightening.

Paranoia attacks.

See violent hysteria state.

Fuck, stop!"

Alix!!

This is your fault,

You little fucker!"

Shit! Are you crazy?

It's okay.

What are you doing here?

I came to see up close how it looks

a self-satisfied crap dig.

A journalist with integrity who puts truth before feelings?

Without our pillow talk.

Your paper is worthless Sonia.

You used me.

You overestimate yourself.

I was doing my job before you and I would continue it after.

You should have told me you were a journalist.

Go see Ms. Carsenti,

convince her to file a complaint,

write this putassive paper about my colleagues.

The prosecution was going to let them off without knowing

the intimate relationship that Lieutenant Delambre and Carsenti had

I had to reveal it.

The Fourth Estate.

The cops are all rotten, the press is blameless.

You've come to rummage through my garbage, Sonia.

So what's next?

A testimony page?

I had sex with a paraplegic and it wasn't bad?

In fact, it was even pretty good.

The judge was seized.

I don't hide from you that he was furious to learn through the press

that you and Carsenti were having a relationship.

The IGPN will not let go of you.

I just got the maritime to resume the search

to find the knife.

This is the only thing that will validate

once and for all self-defense.

By the way, on that subject...

Did this knife really exist?

Oui.

What are you thinking?

The memory of an assignment in senior year philosophy.

Sartre, existentialism.

It is in failure that we must act.

Would it help if I testified

that I was your guy and not Carsenti?

Okay, I'm not saying anything else.

Voilà.

I still managed to make you smile.

Did Jeremiah do anything wrong?

Is he accused of anything yet?

He no longer lives here,

but he has a room, doesn't he?

Of course, it's this way.

Non.

No, that's...

This is my daughter Aurelie's room.

She left us two years ago.

I didn't have the courage to touch her things.

Jeremiah did not tell us about a sister.

His death was a shock to him.

Losing a child,

especially when she takes her own life and we didn't see the signs.

C'est...

Excusez-nous.

Jérémie. His room?

Oui.

There.

Etienne Courcelle.

Already among the greats.

"For Aurelie,

the only one who understands why the night is better than the day."

Etienne.

Aurélie knew Etienne Courcelle?

Etienne was her teacher here in Toulon.

In Toulon?

At the death of Aurelie, he showed very present.

He was coming to pick up Jeremiah to take him to college

and help him with his homework.

It's about having him as a teacher

that Jeremiah went to my sister in Marseille.

Are you okay?

The parallel is disturbing.

Aurelia and Lea were both close to Jeremiah.

They both had Courcelle as a philosophy teacher.

And to have Courcelle as a teacher and die.

There must have been an investigation at the time.

I'll try to track down the files.

So, this is not okay.

I got the judge.

Carsenti's reenactment is for the day after tomorrow.

We'll have to stick together.

We're a team, a family.

We'll get through this.

Fred, I'm counting on you to boost morale.

Fred?

I don't know

if I am the right person to do this.

Why?

I have had my faults.

The press leak.

I am responsible for this.

What?

We went out for a drink the other night.

There was this woman.

She didn't tell me she was a journalist.

We met again, I mentioned the case barely.

Why did you bring it up?

What right do you have?

What's that?

To make me foam, right?

That's Borel's and my problem, not yours.

Fuck!

I'm warning you,

we're going to have a big problem all the two of us in no time

if you keep up this bullshit.

There's no point in coming to play anymore

the white knights there, it's too late.

You're on Cain's answering machine, speak without fear.

Fred, this is Sonia.

It's dumb to stay on a misunderstanding.

You have your reasons to be mad at me, but it has nothing to do with us.

So call me back.

Cadeau.

Tiens,

have two in advance and not able to change a seal.

Are you playing surrogate father to all your students?

Do you often shop for your witnesses?

No, only when they are suspicious.

Suspect.

Yes, we are suspicious when we lie,

even by omission.

Tell me, do you also share the assault and battery?

What happened to you?

Anything you say can be held against you.

Don't let that invite talk.

Depends on whether you have anything to complain about.

Aurelie's suicide,

why didn't anyone mention it?

That, for example, you're afraid will backfire?

Captain, I think you'll agree that between a suicide and a murder,

there is an otherness, a killer.

An alterity?

I will remember this on the day of your arrest,

or yours, Mr. Courcelles.

Why did you request your transfer after Aurelie's death?

You are an empiricist, actually.

I'm starting to get a better handle on your thinking.

You make a causal connection on a simple chronological link,

Aurelie's death, equal transfer, according to you,

a feeling of guilt, right?

I have remained a simple mind, but answer me.

Non.

I requested my transfer to be closer to my son

who lives with his mother.

You see, this has nothing to do with poor Aurelie's suicide.

So, you adopt little Jeremiah.

Doesn't it bother you that he decided to live away from his parents?

I did not question his choice.

Jeremiah is free and responsible.

This is the primary definition of adulthood.

Free and responsible at 15?

With people like you all,

we should all bow to the norm,

staying at dad's, mom's waiting for things to happen.

It's a lot more fun to live alone and kill your best friend, huh?

Don't you think?

Do you look at me when I talk to you?

If I left my parents' house,

that's precisely to avoid these kinds of remarks.

I can type on the computer

and listen to you at the same time.

It's a hallmark of the gifted to multi-task.

You sure seem like a monotasker to me, Captain.

You drink whey.

The creature is in your image.

Beware the myth of Narcissus,

by dint of bending over and mirroring himself in the water, Narcissus drowned.

Is this a warning or a dream, Captain?

A vision.

Are you both answering me?

What are those war wounds on your faces?

This is Alix.

He assaulted me.

Etienne tried to separate us and took a swing.

Etienne?

So I'm not the only one who considers you a suspect?

Or Alix hasn't digested that Lea left him.

He didn't tell you?

She left him last week, he was mad.

You see Captain, same facts, two different conclusions.

That makes you an extra suspect.

Snapping Jeremiah like that,

did you want to settle his account like you did with Leah?

I didn't kill Leah.

You may have lost control.

A shot of anger mixed with this shit, it's the explosive cocktail.

I'm not touching that.

The best way to check is to draw your blood.

You can't make me take blood,

I know the law

and you can't keep me here without telling my parents.

I am a minor.

That's good, you, at least, you have parents.

Écoutez,

you have to believe me.

We believed you the first time

when you told us that Leah hadn't left you, but you lied to us.

I told you that because as far as I was concerned, we weren't separated.

She left me crying.

You don't leave someone crying.

When was that?

A week ago.

She had just been kicked out of the group.

From which group?

What group is this?

This is a work group piloted by my father.

Lea got fired, for what reason?

I don't know.

I just know that he replaced her with Cecile.

Cecile?

Surprising your reappearance, I'm good to see you again-

Stop.

You and I are going to make a deal:

The investigation, nothing but the investigation, okay?

I don't want to hear anything else, understood?

Are you coming?

Sorry, we don't have an apology note.

But we ran.

We know that missing one of your classes, it's a crime.

Here, I'm going to stand here.

Here, "responsibility."

This is weird,

Etienne Courcelles and accountability, it doesn't add up.

Because police and accountability, it doesn't sound right?

Responsibility goes with freedom and experience

Police and freedom don't make good bedfellows.

What are you looking for, there?

This is a case study, but I imagine you know about it.

The article is about a female police officer

who shared intimacy with a thug before killing him

pleading self-defense.

So she pleads irresponsibility in court and we,

we question her moral responsibility.

Did you know we were coming?

Bergson tells us:

"The link between responsibility and freedom is embodied

in our capacity to feel remorse."

I wanted to know, Lieutenant,

do you think this woman experienced remorse?

Don't you have an opinion?

I think we had some questions.

Jeremiah?

Do you find it normal

that a cop sleeps with a thug?

What's it like to kill someone?

Was the guy a CI?

Is it common to fight with your informants?

What's the difference between murder and a blunder?

Don't you have an opinion?

That's how you get the upper hand,

by trapping,

by humiliating,

Why would you say that?

The truth is, you need to be supported by 20 kids

to feel stronger.

Because it never happens to you to use your disability

to throw off the people you're talking to?

What about freedom of speech?

Actually, it bugs you about the questions that get in the way.

So, you recognize a disability?

What is your name?

Cécile.

Cécile,

that's not free speech

that it is not free speech to ask the questions that you have been dictated.

This is brainwashing.

You question my ethics, I question yours.

That's fair game, right?

Yes, you love your job, it shows.

I love mine too.

When a suspect is being a smartass, I'm like you, I gloat.

Fills my day

because I know how it will end.

But in your manual, one can be suspect without being guilty.

This would be an excellent essay topic.

By the way, what's this workgroup thing

outside of class time?

Are you playing at the Circle of Lost Poets

No, the academy recommends that we work in small groups.

That's it, just that.

This is just cramming.

That's funny, coming from you, I would have rather imagined

that this was a way to exert a hold on your students.

Why did you kick Lea out of the group?

I didn't fire Lea.

Shut up, please.

I'm sorry I'm late.

Actually, the cops have been at my house.

They asked me questions about the task force,

about Lea and about you.

What did you tell them?

Rien.

Évidemment.

Naked how?

Complètement.

That's it.

Spread your arms.

Go ahead, show it all, please.

Close your eyes now.

Do you see how uncomfortable you are?

It's the codes of society that weigh so much more heavily

than the weight of your clothes.

At birth, you are naked.

When we are dead, we are naked, like Leah.

Between these two moments, there is life.

This life consists of a sum of choices.

No one should choose for you, no one.

Nudity is the symbol of your freedom.

Today is the first day of your new life.

It is up to you to invent the way.

You can get dressed.

Anything new for me?

Borel?

I've been going through Lea's mailbox,

including messages she had deleted and obviously,

she had a second man in her life.

Who?

Emails don't tell.

The recipient address is cryptic and the IP is untraceable.

" paris1925.22.3.3@cachemoi.com ".

Predator technique.

The guy who did this took all his precautions.

We can counter it, will you come with me, Lieutenant?

Where?

See Jeremiah who is better than a gifted at decrypting a cryptic address.

Go on without me, I have things to do.

Well, Borel?

I'm not really sure

that you need us, Captain.

That's a shame, a little sport would have done you good,

to you both.

Shall we shoot to the buoys?

I'm a poor disabled man,

this is my chance to get a dip.

What's in it for me?

If you win, I'll stop messing with you.

If I win,

I ask you all the questions I want, does that work?

It works.

Go, go!

I sit around all day, I'm kind of entitled.

Kayaking is monotask.

So now we've made a bet, you answer my questions.

The bet is worthless, you knew you were going to win.

A bet is a bet.

The bluff is part of the game.

Only the children are made to win.

You're not a kid anymore, are you?

If I tell you:

" paris1925.22.3.3@cachemoi.com ",

you answer what?

That the owner of this email likes to play chess in private.

Chess?

Oui,

" paris1925.22.3.3@cachemoi.com".

In 1925, in Paris,

the chess player Alekhine makes a simultaneous game

on 28 chess boards blindly.

Twenty-two wins, three losses, three draws.

The email address is a reference to his mythical games.

How well do you know chess?

I learned to play from Etienne.

Etienne Courcelles.

We play almost every night online.

Is this the address of your Pygmalion?

Yes, that's also the address

that Lea sent messages of love, messages of love and hate.

What was their relationship?

You were his best friend, you must strongly know that.

Etienne was a brilliant teacher,

he fought established dogmas, the forbidden.

Lea made her films all by herself in her head,

a form of transference, I guess.

Do you defend him?

You defend him at the expense of your best friend?

You know your sister killed herself

because of a disappointment in love?

Yet she had a boyfriend at the time.

It was going very well.

Did she transfer, too?

Don't you want to answer?

You leave me no choice.

What are we doing here?

You will speak when I ask questions.

It's just like high school here,

but maieutician, the mind-maker in this precinct is me.

Sit down, please.

Today's program:

text commentary.

Jeremiah, can you read to us, please?

"From the beginning, I knew there was something strong between us.

When I came to your house that night,

I loved our discussion about life, death.

I love Alix, but it's not the same. Lea."

Next message, Alix?

"All my life, I'll remember

of that moment when you asked me to undress.

I felt so fragile, all naked. You reassured me."

Mr. Courcelles?

This is absurd.

No talking.

Read, please.

"Why don't you answer anymore?

Why did you talk about my mother's bulimia in class?

You knew I was ashamed.

I saw you talking with Cecile today.

You swore I was the one

to have that special relationship with you.

I feel dirty, you abused me."

How could we title this text?

"Letter to my teacher of philosophy,

Etienne Courcelles."

Is that okay with you, professor?

They're going to love it at the rectorate.

Why Lea?

Why not another one, you asshole!"

I didn't sleep with Lea!

I did not sleep with Lea.

These emails are taken out of context, so you calm down.

Stop it!

At least you've learned about the true nature of your father.

He doesn't need a son, he needs worshipers.

Not as many as you.

I don't sleep with minors.

I don't either.

Asseyez-vous.

Yet it says in black and white: "You asked me to take off my clothes."

It was an exercise.

Ask Jeremiah.

What principle of philosophy requires getting naked in front of your teacher?

We're not in front.

No one is looking.

Me too, I do.

This is like an initiation.

It helps you understand that you only have to decide

to break free from the rules of society and be free.

It reeks of a cult in its face, your thing.

And now, "You abused me," what does that mean?

You raped her?

Is that why you sacked him from the group?

I was the one who pushed Lea to leave. She was using drugs to succeed.

Being in the group wasn't helping.

You make sure she's kicked out of the group,

you try to separate her from Alix,

one hour before you die,

she calls you to tell you that she can't take it anymore

and you find her beaten to death in the early morning.

Are you sure you tried to protect Lea?

I rather think you tried

to cover Courcelles' backside,

as you have been doing since the beginning of the investigation.

Did you kill Leah, Jeremiah?

Did you kill Leah to cover for him?

I did not kill Leah.

Why are you focusing on this kid?

He's innocent, you saw that. He's a victim of Courcelles.

A victim, I'll take, but he's not innocent.

Maybe he didn't kill Leah, but he's hiding something from us,

something we've been missing from the beginning.

What are you doing?

Alix, that night, are you sure your father was home?

Réponds.

Arrêtez.

Your conviction is already made, so what is the point of this charade?

All you want, is to destroy me.

My belief is that you are a manipulator

and you never choose your prey at random,

always isolated and vulnerable teens, except this time,

Lea had decided to resist you,

a crime of lèse-majesté for you.

You have understood nothing about my teaching.

Read my books sometime.

Reply me, Alix,

Did your father spend the night at your house?

Non.

He went out around 1 a.m.

When he got home, it was already light.

Voilà.

So we have a motive.

I wasn't home,

but that doesn't mean that I don't have an alibi.

Yes, Etienne was with me last night.

How long has your affair lasted?

End of first quarter.

Let me guess,

a late class council?

A fevered discussion about school rhythms?

Bref, so last night?

My husband was on an internship, we made a date.

- Where is it? - Where is it?

Stroller room in my building.

I'm dreaming, the trash room was already taken?

There's some, it's the latex, it's the layette.

How long did it last?

Five minutes? A quarter of an hour?

The time it takes.

But still?

Until the wee hours.

Are you done for the night on the changing table

No, we didn't sleep.

Do you look surprised, miss, does this ever happen to you?

Did you know that your lover from the stroller room

forced Lea to get naked in front of the group that entertains him at his home?

And?

Doesn't that shock you?

Etienne has the best pass rate in the academy.

We're right on the heels of the big Parisian high schools.

Do you find his methods off the charts?

So far, no one has complained about it, not the students, not me.

Courcelles is liable for embezzlement and corruption of a minor.

Nothing proves that he didn't rape Lea.

Nothing proves that he did.

E-mails are fuzzy, subject to interpretation.

We can always attempt a search.

He has an alibi for the night of the murder.

He started by lying about his alibi. Keller is definitely covering for him.

That also remains to be proven.

I'm sorry, but the file is empty.

And the department is not very well seen by the prosecution right now.

Are you all ganging up on me or what?

That's right, why can't it ever be simple

in this house?

You always have to fight against your colleagues, against your hierarchy?

You're all pissing me off, do you hear?

She's under pressure.

The reenactment of Carsenti's death is tomorrow morning.

It's make or break.

The problem is, if it breaks, I break too.

And I'm not sure this time, you'll manage to put it back together

the pieces.

So here you are!

You're like the sharks, attracted by the smell of blood.

I just want us to clarify something.

One point. What point?

Apologize to you for making me a quitter, a bastard,

a traitor?

So, I just want you to know that I didn't use you.

Our adventure has nothing to do with my job.

I started this article before you told me about it,

I forbade myself from even getting the slightest bit of information from you.

Afterwards, yes, I should have told you that I was a journalist.

No kidding?

Borel?

Can I talk to you for a second?

It's about the location of the knife.

What exactly did you say to the investigators?

OK.

How long have we known each other

Four, five years?

So go ahead.

Allez-y.

Stick me one.

Stick me one, I deserve it.

Frankly captain, I don't want to.

Capitaine.

Good night, see you tomorrow.

Stop!

No!!

We found something.

Where are you going?

Falling Courcelles.

We've got an investigation to wrap up, I'll call you back.

Allez-y.

What?

No, nothing.

I just hope they don't find a second knife.

Cecile?

Cecile, Please come here,

the lieutenant would like to talk to you.

What do you want? I've told you all about Courcelles

Look, Lea was in love with Etienne Courcelles.

He seduced her as he is seducing you.

What?

She slept over.

She may have even knew him.

He abused her trust and her role as a teacher.

Under the guise of revolutionary ideas,

Courcelles manipulates you, he takes possession of you.

If you continue like this, you'll end up like Lea.

You have to talk Cecile.

Did you sleep at his place too?

Répond.

Oui.

Did he force you to do things

that you didn't want?

He gave me...

He pushed me to leave my boyfriend.

He said he didn't deserve me.

He told me I had to stop studying, to leave

to explore the world.

Well, did he abuse you?

I was the one who wanted it.

I thought... We slept together, but he wouldn't.

I swear,

it's not what you think.

Are you still confirming that he spent the night with you?

Fatou?

I've been thinking about what you told us.

The argument between Jeremiah and Leah,

Can you tell it to me again?

Yes, of course, sir.

It was in the school bathroom.

Jeremiah was pissed,

He was telling Lea that she needed to quit Alix, to forget about him.

Are you sure he was talking about Alix at that time?

This is important.

Did he say his first name even once?

If I'm looking for you, I know where to find.

Do you know who gave me a taste for kayaking?

My sister Aurélie.

She had learned with Etienne.

It can't be easy to pretend to love someone,

when you hate him with all your being?

I don't see who you are referring to.

I spoke with Fatou again.

Isn't that Lea and Alix that you wanted to separate?

Is this Lea and Courcelles?

Jeremiah, you've been throwing smoke in our faces since the beginning.

You hate Courcelles.

You've known all along that he destroyed your sister.

And you've seen him do the same with Leah.

So in your opinion,

I would have killed an innocent woman to avenge myself from a manipulative executioner.

Think about it captain,

that doesn't make sense.

Unless you are a monster yourself.

Surprise!

Lieutenant, it's been a while.

Have you come for the father or the son?

Perquisition at the direction of the prosecutor.

Come on, let's search everything.

So there, is it hot, is it cold?

So, am I getting warm?

It's cold there.

Come on Courcelles, you're not very game there.

Here, here. No, there's nothing?

Is this the same shit Lea took before she died?

No law says you can't take that, you know that very well.

So you're the one who's supplying your young elites,

You tell them not to believe in anything, then you dope them to succeed?

The contradictory injunctions...

Is this your stuff?

Is this how you take power?

The case for embezzlement and corruption of minors

is picking up steam.

It's beyond hot right now, it's burning hot.

Since the death, Lea's body still doesn't mark.

Given the number of fractures, she should be almost black with bruises.

The only solution I see,

is that aside from the fatal blow received to the head,

the other blows were delivered post-mortem.

If I had been less absent.

Maybe...

There's no point in saying that.

You did your best.

We're pretty sure this table

wasn't there when we came to make the usual findings?

I found it in the basement, put it back where it belonged.

I wanted Lea's room to stay the same.

Yes, Lucy.

Yes, Captain.

We just found the murder weapon.

Courcelles had it stashed in the locker,

in the teachers' lounge.

You know what I think of Courcelles, but...

He's not stupid enough to hide the murder weapon in his locker.

Are you officially in police custody?

Menottes.

I'll let you take responsibility for your mistakes.

You'll get two words from Berkson.

Why did you bring me here, Captain?

Capitaine.

Captain! Oh my captain!

Your beloved philosophy teacher hid the murder weapon in his locker,

in the teachers' lounge.

Don't you defend him anymore?

Yes, I do...

You don't like it.

I have more bad news for you.

Courcelles did not kill Lea.

And in my opinion, the murder weapon found in her locker is not one.

That night, Lea did call you for help.

Too many hidden,

Anxiety attacks.

But you were too late.

She had already smashed her head against that table.

And you, you had just lost your best friend.

I imagine your pain,

but you also held your vengeance

And what a revenge

Getting your best friend.

Moving the body.

Clean thoroughly this table, put it away.

And leave with the trophy

who could blame Courcelles.

Until someone discovers the horror scene.

I pity you Jeremiah.

You must have suffered to get here.

Alix,

put that gun down!

So now you're not so smart?

All of you, back off.

I don't want to see anyone within 20 yards.

Alix?

Regarde-moi.

You have to have all the cards in your hand.

Jeremy?

Viens.

You wanted Courcelles dead...

It's time. Come on!

Your father didn't kill Lea, Alix.

He may have seduced her, manipulated her, but he did not kill her.

He's the one you should aim for.

Lea's death is an accident.

She died alone in her home,

Assumed by all those drugs you ingest.

But we hit it, right.

Who hit her?

It was me.

Here, are you aiming right now?

Don't miss it, especially.

You'll be able to avenge Lea as he avenged Aurelie.

What, aurélie?

You're the reason my sister killed herself, you know that.

I believed you me Etienne at first.

I trusted you when I came to Marseille.

That's when I came into the group.

I saw the damage on Lea.

And then I understood.

I did everything I could to save her.

So?

Alix, who you gonna shoot?

On Jeremiah?

He's like you, he's a victim.

About your father?

Yes, but

before you kill a monster, you have to become a monster yourself.

Is this what you want?

Become a monster?

Alix.

Become a monster.

You are not a monster Alix.

The Courcelles system has lead in the wing.

So this is freedom?

A son shooting his father,

A student picking at the dead body of his best friend.

You have nothing on me.

No, not much, no.

But remember Jeremiah's words.

L'altérité.

Between Aurelie's suicide and Lea's death,

there is indeed an alterity.

And that otherness is you.

You didn't kill Aurelie, you didn't get Lea,

but you are morally responsible for their deaths.

And I will do everything I can to get you

penally responsible.

OK.

I'll meet you in 10 minutes.

You shouldn't let her go.

Now the student is the one giving advice to the teacher?

Thanks, Borel.

What are you doing here?

Are you following me or what?

Maybe it's time we both talked, right?

I agree. But right now, this is not the time,

I have an appointment.

Trusty?

Trusty ?

Trust? Damn it!