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I had to do it,.

Forced to do what, Lucie?
Calm down!

Do what?

I can't explain.

Adrian, in the forest.

But what in the forest?

He's losing blood, I had a good look,

he looks dead like that,
but he's dying.

We have to send help.
Hurry up!

Fred, it's not worth it,
it's too late.

You've got balls and I like that.

I hope it was worth it.

We are the future.

There's no way Adrien is taking over
our business.

I can't cover up a murder.

Do you realize
what you're asking me to do?

If we investigate too closely,

we'll be sacrificing Lieutenant Delambre,
and I'm dead set against it.

But how did she get there?

That's a question
that no one will ask

if we bury the file.

Better to stop everything.

You are asking me the impossible.

Lucie is worse off than you
right now.

If she pulled the trigger,

it was to make sure she got to the end
of the mission.

So you don't have the right
to let her go until now.

Do you want the official report
or the truth?

Because I've been asked for two reports.

Officially, he died
from two hollow points

that blew out his spleen,
then his body.

Immediate death.

Nothing will identify the weapon.

In fact, the first bullet is
a sniper's bullet.

It did not hit any vital organ,
just secondary arteries.

There was a lot of blood, indeed,
in the indication, very impressive.

But the victim could have been saved.

But a second bullet from
a second weapon came to finish him off.

This time, a point-blank shot
in the heart.

Fatal.

I've had happier autopsy reports
with you two.

Tell me I made
the right decision.

Tell me I had no choice.

I would have tried the same thing you did.

I'm not sure
that I would have been as right.

I know what Adrien meant
to you.

I know that he loved you.

I will ask Sonia
to write an article about him.

Le Matin de Provence was
his favorite newspaper.

Adrien knew what he was doing.

He could have denounced you.

He sacrificed himself
to get Virandelles caught.

We're not going to let that bastard go.
I want him to pay.

Sonia Darlan.

I really want to kill her
to teach her.

It's not such a bad idea,
but if we started killing

all the bitches who step on our toes,
we wouldn't be done.

There's the cop right there,
what do I do?

I see that our trafficker
of tricks is there.

Let's get out the cotillions and the

mother-in-law's tongues to celebrate
Adrien's death ?

I've just heard about it in the press.

Not to me, Antoine,

Did you shoot him yourself or did you ask
one of your henchmen

to do it for you?

Let me guess.

Even an old man, you're too much of a coward for that, right?

One of our friends was shot,
you have nothing?

Rather than admit your inability,
you go fishing?

But I see that it bites!

I feel my line wriggling
every time we meet,

Miss Emily.

I've been asking around.

You have an exotic background,

from the creeks to the banks of the Ganges,
opium in Singapore,

coke traffic in Macao.

But why did you come back?

I'm planning to use
Marseille soap.

Take the opportunity to wash
the dirty panties

of poor Antoine.

A grandpa gunslinger just got out of jail,
he's shitting his pants.

Go ahead, make the beautiful Fred !

I knew you less flamboyant
in the gutters of the old port.

What are you looking for in the end?

It hurts me that Adrien was
desouder by a half-salt like you.

But those are your stupid games,
they're not mine.

On the other hand, he wouldn't have let
one of these winners

be shot by a client
without getting revenge.

You mean the little whore?

I have nothing to do with that.

I'm talking about Sandrine Malouin, 19 years old,

student, that your network
promised to protect.

Because that's what a kingpin is.

His role is to protect,
but you don't have what it takes.

Yes, I'm going fishing,
but I'm warning you,

I'm fishing with dynamite now,
it might do some damage.

For your soap factory, miss,
I would choose another partner.

It's closed.

It will stay closed for a while.

We'll check together the source
of your drinks,

it might take a while.

What do you want to know
about Antoine Virandelles?

I give the green light.

All right, is the war on?

Yes.

Sent.

I think I'll be going.

Wouldn't you rather stay?

It is very pleasant to spend the night

with you, but it should not
become a habit.

I agree, otherwise
we will get used to it.

And if we get used to it, we won't
surprise anymore.

I like the way we are.

No promises, no commitments.

We like to talk,
we enjoy the same humor,

we hate the bastards
who ruin the life of others.

Real buddies.

Buddies who enjoy
something else together.

Two friends who fuck,
that's not bad either.

An unconventional friendship,

that's fine, but aren't you afraid
that it might get out of hand?

Good heavens!
No.

Guards for Lucie.

On that side, the mass is said.

You liar! You love her, I know,
but you're like me.

You love freedom even more.

I admit that it has its advantages.

This press campaign is not helping
our business.

I'm trying to plug the gaps
as best I can,

but I won't hide it from you,
it's not looking good.

Everything I touch, this asshole
on two wheels comes and pollutes it.

But I'm not going to let that happen.

It's a personal matter
between Cain and me.

Antoine, we're talking about a cop here.

You can't take it out on him,
it could cost you dearly.

She's right.

Let's talk about your association.

Don't worry, he's not the one
I'm going to have killed.

But I also conducted my investigation.

The journalist Sonia Darlan,
he spends every night with her.

Are you sure?

He fucks the copy piss, and it's him
who informs her.

I've already sent Patrick
and Moussa on the job.

It's my turn to ruin his life.

Sonia!

Sonia!

Sonia.

Why the dog?
Why the dog?

Are you proud of yourself?

You would have seen the chick.

My dog, my dog!

I was laughing my ass off.

Admit it, it's too good.

I wish I understood.

What was that story
about the prostitute that put that cop on edge?

Nothing.

It's a bunch of students.

You would like them, here, you
who like them young and pretty.

One of them was
killed by a madman.

What can I do?

But it's your network anyway!

So little.

I allow them to be spoiled
the kitty on my territory,

I lend them apartments.

The rent is expensive,
but anonymity is guaranteed.

Everyone is happy.

Are you in business with their pimps?

Who are they?

You ask too many questions, Emilie!

I like you but nobody asks me
questions, do you understand?

You should have seen your face.

You should have seen your face!

But you gave me an idea, here, you.

You can't be too careful.

You unseat me girls.

Let them go to the hotel
where they want, I don't care.

And there's no way Cain's going to connect
the apartments to me.

Patrick.

Don't play into his hands.

Don't escalate.

I swear, he's capable
of going much further.

She is right. The warning is
clear enough?

Yes.

In any case, thanks to your information,
lieutenant, we are certain

that a good number of students
are prostitutes in a network

and that there are indeed pimps
between them and Antoine Virandelles.

Let's take things back to the basics.

Where to find the pimps of small

industrious bees and ready
to forage in a hive.

No ?

This is the name of the association of which
Sandrine and Asia were part?

Yes.

I'm going to go make my honey.

The hive is like a family.

We help deserving young people
to take charge of their lives,

to build a future for themselves, so
that at the end they can get

their diploma, find a job,
and earn money.

Freedom within constraint,
is our philosophy.

Sandrine was buzzing in your hive,

and you never
suspected anything?

How could you imagine that she was indulging
in such horrors?

Asia too was solicited.

Perhaps a network was set up,
there, in front of your eyes?

Oh no, not at all.

Asia guaranteed me that Sandrine was
the only one responsible

and that she would never again let herself
be dragged into this.

Dragged in?
Yes.

Bad pun.

Have you ever been a hooker,
Mr. Mouchet?

Excuse me?

In your younger days, I mean,.

I don't think it's appropriate

to bring up youthful mistakes.

So yes.

Men will always be men.

But the times were different.

Was it? And in what way?

The relationship between men
and women.

We were not looking for our pleasure.

Do you think that Sandrine was looking for
her own pleasure by indulging

in her experiments?

I hope so for her sake, sincerely.

We teach students that even

the constraint of study can become
a source of pleasure.

Well, there you go!

Sandrine has followed your precepts.

Forcing herself to open her door
to strangers was no more painful

than swallowing hundreds
of pages by heart.

If, on top of that, there is
the promise of pleasure.

I'm not sure I appreciate
your amalgams.

And what are all these photos
that you take?

Personal collection.
I have my pleasures too.

Thank you for this discussion.

Your philosophy is very instructive.

Hello Asia.

Hello.

I have done all the sites,

looked at hundreds of ads
of massages, escort services.

Very often the photos
of the girls are fake,

some are real.
Take a look.

That girl you met
at the Hive,

is the one in this ad.

Finger massage
of innocent girl, Camille.

The number refers to Poland,
like the one in Sandrine's ads.

We call them.

Can you give me your mobile?
Of course.

Thank you.

Yes. Is this Camille's house?

Yes. I saw your ad,
and you are very pretty.

It is a standard?
Yes. I understand.

Here's the thing, I have a very stressful job.

I could use a little massage
relaxation today?

Yeah, great.

No, no, no, no.
Nassim.

N.A.S.I.M.

Did you say my first name there?

Of course I did. This is your phone.

You have an appointment with Camille.

She will text you the address.

But how many men do I get?

Don't exaggerate, Borel.

The service offers us a little relaxation,
not an orgy.

I don't understand.

This is not a raid?

You go alone and in discreet mode.

And naked.

- Good morning. Good morning.
- Hello.

Camille. Come in, it's this way.

Did you like Sandrine too?

Yes.

Did she talk to you about me a little?

Often.

How did she see me?

As a client, or rather a friend?

She had a lot of affection
for you.

I loved her more than anyone.

Are you getting comfortable or
you need help?

You are so young.

Can we start with
a massage or not?

I like to talk.

I'm warning you, it's the same price.

I'm much less good
at chatting.

How long have you been doing this?

Why, are you a cop?

No, no, no.

Listen, Nassim, what are we doing now?

You, would you like to be my friend
like Sandrine was?

I don't know.

You seem nice.

It should be
our secret, right?

Because with my situation,
you understand.

People wouldn't accept it.

Yeah, sure.

That way you can continue your

studies, and then I'll give you
everything you need.

This is a little extra for you.

We'll be seeing a lot of each other.

No, actually, you don't have to.
What?

You don't like me?
Yes, yes, I do.

You're pretty!
But...

I am a friend of Charlotte
and Eugéne Mouchet.

You should have said so right away.

I'll take care of you.
I guarantee you.

Girls, pack up your things.

We don't want to see you here anymore.
And you get out.

Okay, okay.

Shit!

Sorry, Counselor.

I hope you had time to finish.

Scorched earth policy,

a tactic as old as war.

We sacrifice the territory
that we can't hold.

He had warned that he
was going to expel them.

Are you sure that the girl
reacted favorably

to Mouchet's name?

Yes. All of a sudden, she became...

How to say?

Less...

No. I mean. More...

Yes, all of a sudden she became...

You'll have to be more specific
in your report, Borel.

If there is a trial one day,

this young Camille and you
will be called to testify.

I am sure that the Matin de Provence,

will give all the juicy details.

No but I swear to you,
nothing happened!

What details?

Please, tell me the face
that he makes, I miss it too much.

It is red like a traffic light.

Lucie, it's time to arrange

a meeting with Virandelles.

He trusts you.

We must succeed
in recording a confession.

And Casanova was telling us that the man

called the other client
"Master", master like a lawyer.

Fred, are you crazy?

I would pay you master,

today I have no money.

That's good, you see
all those files?

I even see this.

These are all the referrals where the name
of Antoine Virandelles is mentioned.

Go on, you're getting me excited.

Each one of them contains
a legal firecracker.

You put all this together

and the chain reaction
causes a bomb.

The proof is in the pudding:
blind police action against him.

I am blind now!
That's all I needed.

The law is like mathematics,
everything must be proven.

And what I have here,

is the demonstration
of your will to cause harm.

So it will take time, Captain.

But believe me,
it is you who will jump.

Help me, Master, please.

Make them think I'm innocent.

I choose my clients.

Clients, that's the word I was looking for.

So, tell me about it.

What's it like to sleep
with a young girl

barely of age?

Nabokov wrote some very nice
pages on the subject.

Read Lolita again.

Yes, but I was hoping for a first-hand account.

How much did Sandrine Malouin charge?

I have been with Sandrine Malouin
now!

In the apartments of your
so-called Asian.

You did make some
chinoiseries with them.

Can you bring the proof?

You manufacture guilty people Cain.

And you're manufacturing innocents, Counselor.

It balances out.

Verdict: a lawyer tells
bullshit.

Do you know that you're not far from investigating

a man of the law without referring
to an investigating judge?

Forestier does much more than cover up
Virandelles and his dealings.

This guy killed Sandrine Malouin,
I know it, I feel it.

He reeks of vice and corruption.

Or maybe he just has a good
lawyer smell.

Who hates my cop smell.

And that's the commonality of all
the guilty ones we've squeezed together.

I can't wait
in my chair.

So what?

So I'm going to kick
the Hive.

We are honest people.

You don't have the right
to pick on us.

The Thénardier and their armada
of little Cosettes,

I find you
amusing in your kind.

The Hive is an association
under the law of 1901.

What young people do
with their private lives

is none of our business.

Captain?

Yes ?

Bank statements.

Yes, that's a lot of money
for retired people.

It's our students' allowance.

We manage their accounts.

Of course we do.

And it is also for them that you hire
the services of a switchboard in Poland?

You do not understand anything with
your conformism to the con!

I made my whole career
in the national education

and this association allows me
to compensate a little my small retirement.

It's not Les Misérables anymore,

it's a social statement à la Zola.

So I accuse!

I accuse the Mouchets of pimping.

Of covering up the murder
of Sandrine Malouin,

though she was your protégée.

With whom did Sandrine have
an appointment that day?

Forestier, for example,
that tells you something?

You have just said it,
the clientele is managed in Poland.

How convenient!

And Antoine Virandelles is certainly
a Polish plumber.

Never heard of him.

Let's continue the search, gentlemen!

So you wanted to see me?

I think it's time
that we talk business together.

With all that's been going on,
my perfumes have been sitting around.

Have you checked your warehouses lately?

I've been taking care of everything.

I found you retailers

and your knockoffs are already
on all the skins.

What did you do?

You dared to touch my merchandise
without my permission?

Your merchandise, my territory.

You'll soon be able to get your share.

And you come to talk to me about trust?

No one has ever done anything like that to me!

Don't get carried away!

I apologize, okay?

But I don't give a shit
about your apology.

Get out of my house!

I don't care
about your shitty perfumes!

We can get
down to business now.

I don't think so!

Come on, Emilie, don't be upset.

Deep down, I know nothing about you.

I don't.

Well, go on, what do you want to know?

For example, that lawyer of yours
you made me meet, Forestier.

What does he do for you?

Wouldn't you rather we talked again
about young prostitutes?

Go ahead, Lucie, make him talk,
it's time.

If you want.

It is rather minor in the balance
of my accounts,

but it is also the most pleasant part.

Forget it, I'm not expecting anyone.

I am.

And that's just it,

is a surprise for you.

It'll calm your nerves.

Perfect.

Absolutely perfect.

Little gift of friendship.

You?

Shut up!

I hate girls who talk.

She is pretty.

It's for me, really?

It pleases me.

What the...

What did I tell you, little bitch?

Go get ready
in the bedroom, I'm coming.

Dominatrix.

I like an obedient girl.

Is she part of your famous network?

I took your advice,
I closed the apartments.

But I asked Patrick
and Moussa to bring you the most beautiful one.

There is no need to say Antoine.

You know how to please a woman.

Now will you let us
unwrap my gift?

Oh, I thought you were going to
invite me to share.

Go on, enjoy!

You've earned it.

Have fun, Emily.

The girl is Asia, she recognized me.

Cops and crooks, you are
really all rotten, huh?

I don't care as long
as you pay me.

What is this?

You like that, that's what
you wanted to see last time, right?

It's the same as Sandrine.

Come on, get dressed,
I'll take you to the station.

We have to put Asia in a safe place.

If she talks, my cover is blown.

We'll come and get it.

Asia?

Asia?

Asia, where are you?

She ran away!

It's Asia.

Do you think I can answer?

Tell her not to come back here.

Asia

Yes, I don't understand.

The client dropped me off at a cop's house,
the same one who interrogated me.

Yes, I'm sure.

I don't believe
that he knows she's a cop.

Don't come back here.

Quick, go!

Disappear!

Tell Antoine.

Jacques!

Fred !

You'll be happy.

Asia has unmasked Lucie.

Take away this phone !

Let me go!

I got it.

Miss Asia,

things have become much more complicated all of a sudden.

Yes, since the cops
are getting hookers.

The Shadow Lieutenant was there
to protect you.

Charlotte and Eugene were arrested.

You'll be able to speak freely
now.

I have nothing to say.

What's the matter?

Is it me?

Is it the chair that's bothering you?

I don't care if
you're not a normal guy.

Not normal?

Me ?

With me, you see,
at least things are clear.

Whereas outside, the world is full
of handicapped people who can't see themselves.

Those old vicious people, for example,
who lie down with you.

Are they normal?

Here, in terms of pathology,
what do you think of this one?

This is the guy who paid me
to fuck your colleague.

What else?

I don't know.

I've never seen him before.

Yet he's the one
you work for.

Every time you lie
in bed, he gets his cut.

Are you kidding?

I work for me,
just for me.

Because in your handicapped world,
as you say,

to succeed, you need money

and I take my money
where it is.

It is the economy that runs the planet,
not feelings.

So, a little lesson in parallel economy,

you lie down, the customer pays and you,
you entrust your money to the Mouchet couple.

They make a profit on the way

and they pay Antoine Virandelles who
just gives them the right to practice.

And Antoine Virandelles, without doing anything,

he collects so much money
that he offers himself the services of a lawyer,

Maître Forestier who launders his money
by buying new apartments

so that other girls work there
and bring in more and more money.

But he hasn't invented anything,
it's called capitalism.

And you see, you Asia, in this,

you will always remain the turkey
of the farce.

So please, give me
the means

to catch these bastards.

I won't say anything else.

Count me out.

Dear Master!

You've come to defend
the Mouchet couple.

Why am I not surprised?

Don't tell me that their interrogation
started without me.

We just informed them
of the charges against them.

In that case, please send me
the file documents.

I will proceed with my half hour
of face to face courtesy visit.

I like you, Counselor.

I'll even tell you,

I'm happy that it's you who
take care of these unworthy old men.

But you'll have to wait.

The first two hours are not yet
over.

See, I know the law too.

Find a not-so-comfortable seat at
Master Forester.

Please.

He must not approach
the Mouchets.

Let me take Forestier
into custody.

Don't you think so?

A lawyer? And a renamed one at that.

I would never let you do that.

If Forestier sees the Mouchets,

the Shadow's lieutenant
loses her cover.

You committed yourself to protecting her!

I've already gone very far in
compromising.

It is time to exfiltrate
the shadow lieutenant.

But no! I can still go on.

If we stop now,
Virandelles will be fine.

You can still give him 24 hours.

You have the power.

I understand the interests
of your clients, Counselor.

And believe me, Major Moretti
and I personally

are watching over the legality of the procedure,

but I cannot allow you
to see them.

Is this another one of

your dirty tricks, Cain?

There are legal frameworks.

That even you,

cannot deviate from.

They are under indictment
for organized murder,

which forces us to counsel them.

It does not force you to do anything.

But the law allows it.

The commander will inform you
when you can see them.

No later than 1:27 p.m. tomorrow.

Not only is it legal,
but it amuses me.

They just kidnapped the lieutenant.

I drop the hooker off at your house and

five minutes later she gets
squeezed by the cops.

Tell me it's a coincidence,
I have an itchy index finger.

Yes, it's me.

I'm the one who turned her in to the cops.

You bitch!

Good.

You can join Adrien.

You were too good to be true.

Little bitch!

Don't you dare call me a bitch again!

Did you get off easy?

The cops!

Did they trace

to the girl's pimps?

Yeah, you did
some pretty good damage!

But not as much as
I'm going to do to you.

How stupid is that?

Just when we're getting rid of
the cripple.

You told me so yourself.

His goal is hookers.

I did what you didn't dare to do,
I gave him a bone to chew on.

And when there's no more
meat on the bone,

I attack the marrow.

Come on, stay calm.

You got a permit for that?

What the hell are you doing in my house?

Cuff him.

That's bullshit, you got nothing
against me.

I'll be out in five minutes.

Not to him,

to her.

What the hell are you up to now,
Captain?

You're a murder suspect,.

Don't worry Emily,

I'll get you out of here.

We're organizing a meeting
of all your buddies

at the SRPJ, come by anytime.

You could thank me.

I could have managed
very well on my own.

I wanted to take them all out.

So that's it, this time
the comedy is over?

Do we give up?

Tired of being Emilie Roche?

No, it did me good.

But I still prefer Lucie.

Frankly, I didn't see the difference.

If you would stop being Cain
once in a while,

it would be a vacation for me.

I have a dishonest proposal
to make to you.

No thanks, the romantic Cain,
I've already given,

very little for me.

No, no, no, it's not about that.

Then what is it about?

We're gonna talk about Sonia?

I see what this is,

private land, slippery ground.

Borel, cover your ears!

What?

Plug your ears
and sing, Borel.

That's an order!

At the steps of the palace,
at the steps of the palace,

there is such a beautiful girl

Do you really want us
to reopen our files?

No, I don't want anything!

You seem to be having a great time
with your blogger.

Go ahead, keep it up!

You should thank her too.

She did a paper on Virandelles,
and almost got killed.

She can do as many
papers as she wants,

meanwhile, Virandelles
is still out there.

Hence my proposal.

I am convinced that Forestier is
Sandrine's killer,

but the judge won't let me grill him.

However, he does not know that Emilie Roche
is a cover.

And?

And we have exactly 18 hours before
he learns it from the Mouchet.

And?

And you want to be Emilie
for one more day?

Come on, it'll be fun.

He's a little cobbler.

I just have one request.

We can tell him to stop
singing!

His preference.

No way.

The car radio is broken.

Who proposed to her.

Who proposed to her.

Yes, she's here.

Don't worry.

This time I won't let you
scheme behind my back, Captain.

I am defending Miss

and I demand to be present at
her first interrogation.

She is only heard as a witness.

All the more reason.

Technically, it's a case
distinct from that of the Mouchets,

so I can't prevent you
from being there.

Well, there you go.

So, Miss Emilie Roche,

do you admit to having used

today the services of a prostitute
known as Asia Bolet?

I do not know her name,

but I did hire
the services of an escort.

Since your return to Marseille,

apart from today, have you ever
called upon this kind of service?

It has happened to me, yes.

If you would tell us what you are
getting at, Captain.

I'm getting to that.

Do you know this young woman?

Yes, we had a very pleasant time.

Sandrine, I believe.

Can you tell us the date?

I don't note this kind of appointment
in my diary.

Wasn't it Wednesday, September 2nd
by any chance?

It is possible, yes.

I can see what you are trying to
get him to say, Captain.

In that case, explain it yourself.

Sandrine was murdered.

The prostitute that everyone is talking about,
is she?

Yes.

And she was murdered
on Wednesday, September 2.

How do you know the date?

Your misleading questions, Captain.

Only your misleading questions.

He's trying to get you to say

that you were the last person
to see her alive.

Which is not true.

How can you be so sure?

I am sure, because
the last person

to see her alive, Captain
is also the person

who is responsible for her death,

that is, her killer.

Maybe your client?

Maybe the next client.

In that case, did you pass someone
on your way out of the apartment?

It's possible, I don't know anymore.

Maybe a man, it's hardly
if I saw him.

Well, that's enough.

My client is being questioned as a witness.

By the way, we have not received
a summons.

We are free to go.

I was hoping that you would help me
to clear up this matter

as you both know.

How?

Do you also know Sandrine?

Well, come on.
He knows absolutely nothing.

He's just trying to get
out of you.

Can I go?

The law allows you to.

You've told him too much.

He didn't have anything.

Did I hear right?

Did you know Sandrine?

Yes, but stay out of it.

And then, if you are asked
again,

you say that you were
completely mistaken,

you were not with her for
that date, right?

Are you aware that you are playing
with fire?

The judge ordered Lucie's exfiltration.

She also forbade me
to question Forestier.

But that's what I just did.

She is in real danger.

No more than before, Jacques.

Forestier is in danger of slipping through our fingers.

What we can't do,

Virandelles will do for us.

Maybe we could also
leak what we have to the press.

You trust Sonia now?

That's a new one.

To make sure who she was

when she found out about Lucie's
infiltration,

I did my little
investigation and came across this.

So what's in there?

Her exes, her sexual preferences,
her blood alcohol level?

His mother's murder.

An old case from
her childhood,

one of those sordid things like
herself publishes

in her news columns.

Did she witness the murder?

She was six years old.

She was unable to identify
the murderer,

but more importantly, he was never found.

That would explain why she finds
the cops incompetent.

And why she cares

about finding the criminals.

Do you have other secrets like that
in your drawers about her?

Her father, he couldn't take it.

After the crime, he was interned,
he's been in a mental institution for 20 years.

As for Sonia, she was raised
partly by an aunt,

and partly by Grande.

Her boss at Le Matin de Provence.

We can say that she has
done pretty well.

May I?

I'm sorry about last night.

I had Foresti on the phone,
he explained.

So you've been banging
little Sandrine?

Yeah.

Considering what it cost me today,

I would have been better off breaking
a leg.

I've always said it,

the ass is the weak point
of our professions.

Exactly.

Can we talk alone?

This girl's murder,

is the source of
all your problems?

Without question, darling.

And your lawyer Forestier,

do you really trust him?

He's just proved again
that he's indispensable, isn't he?

I don't know.

Maybe it's stupid, but

at the cops,

his words, his reactions,

I wonder if he's really clean
in this story.

What are you trying to tell me?

I wonder if it's not
him who killed Sandrine.

You're smart.

You scare the hell out of me,
you're so smart.

Maybe I'm wrong.

No, you're not wrong.

He did kill her.

I helped him a little.

You should see your face, it's worth the juice.

Forestier, he had a gesture of attention
to that little bitch.

A slap that gets lost,
you know how it is.

Well, a little too hard.

So he calls me whining.

I killed her,

I didn't mean to.

He had broken his toy
and he was in trouble.

In short,

with Moussa and Patrick

we take out the boat and no one knows what we're doing,
we make the chick disappear.

There's nothing like doing a favor
to his lawyer,

that makes him much less
greedy since.

Oh my!

Shall I cut it for you?

Wait!

It's not over, I'm telling you.
It's so funny.

On the boat,

here is the little lot who wakes up.

I swear, the mouth bleeding,
the heart bouncing and boom!

She was no longer dead.

I had already tied her up,
weighted her down and everything.

I wasn't going to waste
of such a beautiful work,

so what the hell,
canée or not,

I threw her in the water.

She was wiggling like a worm.

In fact, I should have filmed
because it was so funny to see.

We got them.

We got them, but we got nothing.

Shit,

if we tried to get the lawyer,
the rest would follow.

I'll cover you with the judge.
Get them!

Still at it?

Losing a few battles
never worried me, Captain.

You know, a good lawyer

is a patient person.

What we need to do is win the war

and my 24 hours are coming to an end.

I know.

Can I talk to you for a second?
Come on in.

You're privileged.

I'll give you a behind-the-scenes tour
of the SRPJ.

This girl intrigues me.

She sees prostitution

as part of a market economy.

I sell my body and with your money,
I buy a brain.

What do you want me to say?

I don't know.

I just thought that as a client,

you could put his theories
into perspective.

You're not going to go back
on your ramblings,

are you?

You don't get over it.
I'm persistent.

What are we waiting for?

What are the questions

that I'm not going to answer?

Shh!

Soon you will hear voices.

Do not show any surprise, nothing.
We are being watched.

What is this plan?

A new mental torture?

As much a lawyer as you are,
Maître Forestier,

I will end up proving that it was you
who killed Sandrine Mallouin.

You just listen.

Are you really serious?

You intend to build
a case

against a member of the Marseilles bar
with such delusional hypotheses?

An old pervert,

whose young favorite works

in the Virandelles apartments?

Yes.

Now I feel like we're going to have some real fun.

You hit her in the face.

She fell on the coffee table.

You got scared.

Not of the police, no,
of Virandelles especially.

Imagine if he found out
that you killed

one of his prostitutes?

He might go ballistic.

And yet, you call him anyway,
because you are panicking.

It gets better and better.

The problem is that she is not
dead on the spot.

So we had to kill her

in cold blood.

What are you talking about?

The forensic report is formal.

After her fall,

she did go into a slight coma,
but she woke up.

She regained consciousness.

She could have been saved.

She must have struggled a lot
when she was thrown into the sea.

That's when she was killed.

That's enough.

You had better release
this young girl.

To what end?

So that she can be your toy, too?
So you can kill her back?

Listen to me, I don't give a damn
about that dirty little whore.

You can charge her with solicitation,
it's not my problem.

Besides, she doesn't deserve better.

I'm here for the Mouchet couple
and you're going to tell me now

when I can see them.

We'll come and get you.

Thank you.

Instructive, no?

You go how are your partners.

Camille, Sandrine, you,

they don't give a damn.

You are not part
of their business plan.

Come on in.

Are you kidding me?
Where are the Mouchets?

Asia, Sandrine's Sugar daddy,
is that him?

Yes.

Wait, what's this again,

this new trick?

You just took a step
towards your freedom, Asia.

As for you, Master Forestier,

you are placed in custody
as of today.

13:27.

The Mouchet couple will have to find
a new lawyer.

You are the only one on the case.

I hope you appreciate
the return of the favor.

Where is it?

It's coming.

Feast your eyes!

Maître Forestier, this way.

Do you have a statement?

Yes !

Why did you keep Sandrine's phone?

That accuses you.

Sandrine was an exceptional girl.

To reduce our relationship

to a sexual relationship,
would not do justice

to what I felt for her.

It remained a one-way love.

Inevitably,

but when her head hit the furniture

and she collapsed at my feet,

I was just a man
in pain.

You'll try that in front of a jury.

Your first reaction,

it was still to call
Virandelles to protect you.

Can we have a moment alone?

I will testify against him.

You'll get all the proof you need.

Don't expect any remission.

I just ask you to help me
to make him pay

for Sandrine's murder.

You need his confession,.

I can help you.

Forestier!

Forestier, what the hell is
this bullshit?

What the hell are you doing?

Emily?

You've been had,
she's a cop.

See for yourself.

You've been fucking with me,
you fucking piece of shit.

Trust me, it wasn't
a cakewalk.

You're such an asshole.

Stop it, you're risking a lot.

We need to assess the damage
she may have done.

We need to know exactly
what she knows.

For starters,

she knows that you killed the little bitch
right here.

No, I know it was you

who finished her off on the boat.

She told me everything.

Is it true what she says,

is it Sandrine we're talking about ?

Yeah, so what?

Tell me it's not true.

Please,

tell me it's not true.

Don't tell me she woke up.

Don't tell me you killed her
in cold blood.

Don't be a pussy, lawyer.

You started the job,
so I finished it.

Yeah, she woke up.

We didn't consider for a moment
the idea of saving her.

She could sink us,

so she sank.

That'll be you soon for trying
to screw me over.

Stop right there.

You're right, you're right.

You're the one who's going to do it.

Pull!

Shoot me or I'll kill you and her next.

Cain, it might be time
to do something about that.

Police! Nobody move!

That's enough of that.

Freeze!

Hands behind your back!

Police, don't move.

Give me your hands.

You got everything you need,?

Yeah, that should be enough to make
a good case.

You were right to be wary of bugs.

To think that you do this every day.

Are you okay, Lucie?

I'm tasting, but it was still worth it.

I'm with you,

end of hostilities.

Yeah.

What are you doing here?

I just wanted to thank you.

There aren't many journalists
who would have kept quiet.

You're welcome.

We're in the middle of closing now.
Excuse me.

Sonia?

We also wanted to talk to you

about something important.

We dug up an old file

and I heard about your mom.

I guess that's normal.

You had to find out
sometime.

Just today, it's...

Let's say that this way,

I have no more secrets for you.

You should have told me.

Why?

Maybe we can help you.

Maybe we can look again
at the case,

explore new leads,

try to understand what might have
gone wrong back then.

We can even find the killer.

No, I don't think so.

My mother... Mom, that's...

It's so far away.

Thank you for coming by

and I have to go,
I have work to do.

Are you sure?

Yeah, really,

this isn't the time.