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Hello?

I should never have told you.

She's dangerous.

Don't tell anyone.

What the fuck?

(Music)

What are we celebrating?

The return of the prodigal daughter, our reunion.

Shit!

What the hell is that thing?

A boa.

It eats angry grandfathers.

Can I help?

Thanks, I can do it myself, I'm not handicapped.

And you're not worried about us messing up your life as a confirmed bachelor?

We'll be fine.

As long as we respect each other's space.

But remember, I'm your daughter, not your roommate.

Duly noted.

That's why I'm suggesting we set up a minimum set of rules.

You mean like in the army or the police?

No, I mean just like at home.

For example, I won't ask you where you disappeared to

when you left me in charge of...

- Your granddaughter? - ...your daughter.

I accept, I learn from it.

So rule number one,

we look forward, not back. No remorse, no regret.

Sold.

Rule number two?

Good news, there isn't one.

I love rule number two.

I thought you would!

And speaking of the future,

do you have any plans?

What kind of plans?

Taking care of Eva is work, but it's not everything.

Are you planning to go back to school?

You think taking care of a baby is nothing?

I didn't say it was nothing.

It's 24 hours a day, I'm telling you.

When do I go back to school?

Don't get on your high horse!

I'm just saying that you're going to need a real job one day.

You have to prepare for that.

If that's what you're worried about, I have no intention of living off you.

There you go with your fancy words.

Fancy words are better than pettiness.

What pettiness?

I'm worried about you, I'm worried about your future, that's all.

You take everything the wrong way!

What did I expect when I came here?

I'm such an idiot!

"We're moving forward", the hell we are!

Seriously, you're annoying!

Hello.

We're expected not far from your place.

So I took the opportunity to come and see how the installation was going.

Badly.

No, you're exaggerating.

It was you who pushed Camille to come to my place.

Sorry, she invited herself.

That said, I don't blame you.

Yeah, right.

You're as tense as a competition crossbow.

- I know what you're like. - Not at all.

I'm delighted she's moving in with you.

That way, I'll only see her for the good times.

You could have told her to stay, couldn't you?

I don't know how, but you scare her away every time.

She's 18 years old, she does the opposite of what we ask her to do.

- If I'd told her to stay, she... - She'd have stayed.

Romain Vignac, 18 years old.

Look what we found in the glove compartment.

Alcohol, sleeping pills, a few shots, 3 pills and hasta la vista.

The car belongs to his fiancée, Alison Komolov.

I left a message, but...

13 to 1 she got it.

By the way, did Lucie tell you that

she was granting political asylum to Camille and Éva?

What?

Good luck, mate.

Did you?

You could have told me.

I'll explain later.

Okay, no problem.

We'll make room.

I'm so sorry about this.

According to the forensics, the steering ball joints were unscrewed

and the brake line severed.

The suicide theory flies out the window,

immediately replaced by a black cloud.

It was murder.

I don't understand, I drove it first thing this morning.

I know the circumstances are very distressing,

but you're going to have to come with us.

Now?

That's just not possible! Mom?

Alison is expected at a masterclass.

It's absolutely vital that she attends.

She's a violinist, you know.

It's a unique opportunity for her career.

She's been waiting for it for months.

A masterclass?

How classy!

I'll accompany you.

You're very photogenic!

Here they are!

Here she is.

Sorry.

Alison's in shock.

Sweetheart, come on.

I thought you were a teacher here.

Apparently, the diva thinks you're the coat check lady.

Talent excuses everything, you know.

Besides, she's my mother.

This is Maddy Komolov,

first violin at the age of 20 in Munich,

now with the New York Philharmonic.

I hope you enjoy her sensitivity as much as I do.

Is your mother the international superstar you couldn't miss under any circumstances?

You messed with me, right?

We never see her.

She's always in New York or on tour.

I taught Alison everything I could.

To give her an international chance, there's no secret:

she needs an exceptional virtuoso.

My violin was made in Italy with love and genius

four centuries ago.

Alison, it's for you.

Play it.

Don't try to contain your emotions.

Just play it.

Alison is a great musician.

With me, she'll become an artist.

Whereas with you...

Maestro, they say music is a reflection of the soul.

Is it possible to play like an angel and be a murderer?

Who are you?

A great music lover.

I don’t play strings, but I do string up troublemakers in a cell.

With an exceptional violin,

what sounds does a tormented soul produce?

A masterpiece.

Listen to Shostakovich.

Listen to Paganini.

Good feelings have never made great artists.

At best, good teachers.

That's me again.

Tell me about Romain. We couldn't find his address.

He lived at home until he found a job.

I can't say you're very moved by his death.

I'm trying to stay strong for my daughter.

How were things between Alison and Romain?

Just fine.

You're wasting your time.

They met just after my husband left without leaving an address.

Romain helped her get through it.

The bonds they forged back then are indestructible.

Your husband left?

I had to admit he was only there for my money.

Did you know Maddy was going to give it to me?

I can't believe it.

Can you believe it? It's a masterpiece.

I wish Romain could have heard me play it.

He would have loved it too.

Instead of ending up at the bottom of a cliff.

You have no delicacy.

I confess, I'm more rock than classical.

A way to expel your anger?

But great musicians like Alison don't just expel it.

They transform it, they magnify it.

Great music transports you elsewhere,

when everything here becomes unbearable.

What passion!

I could listen to you for hours.

What she's trying to say is...

That you'd rather teleport yourself to Vivaldi than to the police station.

I got it, thanks.

What are you doing, honey? Waiting for you.

Sorry to take her away.

A man died.

Yes, I know, for you it's very anecdotal.

It's regrettable, but mourning his death won't change a thing.

As for finding the culprit, you're playing the wrong part.

Early this morning, Alison took us to breakfast

and then spent the morning with me.

She didn't duplicate herself to kill that young man.

Finally, an answer.

Too bad it's not the interested party who's giving it to me.

What were you doing?

I was preparing my classes in my office.

Well, that's that.

You can leave and look for the murderer.

And leave us to our work.

I have too much respect for your art.

Leaving the three of you here with a murderer on the loose?

Who knows if Romain was really the target?

It's true that everyone was using the car.

We could all have been victims.

And you could all be guilty.

Blood alcohol level zero.

Drugs, zero.

No doubt, the reasons for his death were mechanical, not biological.

So, Romain, why don't you tell us

who tampered with the car between breakfast and the time you took it?

You know you can tell me anything.

Who killed you?

Alison? Maddy? Or Paula?

Do you think one of them could have tampered with the car?

Mechanics are no more complicated than the violin.

A good tutorial on the Net, a quick flick of the screwdriver

and you're dead.

Maybe it's got nothing to do with them.

These women are praying mantises.

All their men disappear.

Romain took the plunge, Paula's husband vanished without a trace.

And according to Borel, before she was free as a bird,

Maddy was married to an honest American who committed suicide.

It's impossible to get Alison to talk

- she's caught in a loyalty conflict between a sacrificial mother

and a bewitching grandmother.

Maybe we should introduce her to Camille.

Their issues aren't too far apart.

Camille moved in with me.

So, in this equation, are you the mother or the grandmother?

I'm doing this as a favor to him and now he's mad at me.

Except that Paula is suffering, while I'm offering you my blessing.

You're not going to excommunicate me, are you?

Yes, Borel?

Perfect.

Can you send us the coordinates?

Romain was on the phone at the time of his death.

We've identified the caller.

Are you coming with me, or would you rather help Camille move in?

I'm getting more and more men coming in for facials, you know?

Did Romain Vignac often come for facials?

It stings!

You surprised me!

Why are you asking me this?

Haven't you heard?

And yet you were on the phone with him when he took the angel's leap.

What are you talking about?

I'm sorry.

There was no safety net and he died.

What?

Romain?

That's not possible, I was on the phone with him and there was no service.

I thought it had cut out.

According to your phone records, you also knew Paula and Maddy Komolov.

I just do their nails.

How long has your relationship with Romain been going on?

It would be interesting to get your stories straight with Alison.

Come on, hurry up.

It's not a runaway, it's a real hit-and-run!

Well, let's summarize.

You and Romain were in love, osmosis, fusion.

But he cheated on you with Océane.

If I were you, I'd have been in a terrible mood.

I grew up with Romain.

We went through everything together. How could I kill him?

So you were ready to accept your love leaving you for someone else?

That's what I thought.

Romain would never leave me.

Oh, yeah? Then why did you make a scene at the salon?

I have three witnesses.

I was angry, it's true.

But it also allowed us to communicate better. And I understood.

Music is such a big part of my life. It wasn't easy for him.

I forgave him.

Except that three witnesses plus a hit-and-run...

Advantage for Océane.

I forgot to tell you.

We're playing a game of confrontation.

The one with the best arguments wins.

The other goes to jail.

I'm not competing with this girl.

Yes, you were.

Thank you, Romain.

She's a beautician.

I've got an audition in five days in New York to be second violin in a philharmonic.

I don't see how he could have stayed with her.

I recognize your grandmother.

The hand caresses, the nails scratch.

But maybe Romain preferred simpler people after all.

Océane never put him second to music.

Am I right?

You don't get it.

Music is my whole life.

A place this exciting only comes along once every 10 years.

Romain understood that.

Nice comeback, Alison. You can convince the jury.

Playing on the heartstrings works every time.

The risk is the wrong note.

Romain had just rented a studio to stay in Marseille.

What a coup!

Well done, Océane.

Alison, you're taking a hit!

A studio?

No, you're talking nonsense.

Stop playing with my violin, you'll end up damaging it.

No, we're in sync.

We feel the same way.

The truth always comes out of the mouths of beauticians.

And where is this studio?

I don't know. He didn't have time to tell me.

Accuse me of hit-and-run if you like,

but be prepared for a big scandal.

I'm famous and I have influential friends.

Yes, I took it upon myself to move Alison's ticket up to today.

So what?

She's innocent.

I'm not going to help you ruin her career.

Aren't you exaggerating a bit?

I know what I'm talking about.

When she was Alison's age, Paula failed her audition for the Paris orchestra.

She never got over it.

Ever.

I don't want to go through that again.

You don't want to go through that again?

Stop this massacre!

Stop, I beg you, stop!

If you tell me the truth, I'll stop right now.

Don't say a word.

Maître Toussaint Lebon, I'm defending the interests of the Komolov family.

Did they give you a wholesale price?

I feel like a fly stuck in a spider's web.

But who's the fly?

And who are the spiders?

She's so cute when she sleeps.

Thank you, Lucie, what you do for us is so sweet.

I'm afraid I'm taking advantage.

I don't know, I don't want it to cause problems with Aimé.

With Aimé? He's thrilled.

I promise, as soon as I can, I'll get my own place.

I'm sure things will work out with your dad.

No, forget it. Really, he's too much of a jerk.

Okay, he's irritating.

He's stubborn. He's dishonest, too,

but deep down

he's hyper-sensitive.

A bit like you.

A bit like me?

Sometimes, it's irritating, I admit.

Very annoying.

But apart from that,

I don't know,

there's something about him.

With him, you're never bored.

He pushes you forward.

You always feel obliged to push yourself.

And behind his devious side, he's really the most loyal guy I know.

It's funny that you're not on first-name terms.

It's been so long.

That's at work.

Sometimes outside, we're on first name terms.

- Yeah? - Yes.

And have you ever found yourself in tense situations?

Dangerous, you know?

Yeah, in this line of work, it's bound to happen.

He saved my life once.

Are you serious?

Tell me about it.

Your father's like that,

you can always count on him.

Well, for me, it's work.

You're different, it's for life.

Are you okay?

What's up?

You look a bit out of it.

Is the baby not sleeping through the night?

No, I just had a bad dream.

No, I don't believe it.

There are six possible flights left if Alison wants to audition.

That leaves us six chances to complete this investigation.

And I'll still have plenty of time

to take my daughter and granddaughter on vacation at the beach.

If you grant me visitation rights.

You're welcome at my place.

I found Romain's studio.

Alison, you really can't stand still.

So you lied to us about knowing Romain's studio.

Why am I not surprised?

What you're about to see isn't me.

If you say so.

Wow.

What does the sound of water and a motor remind you of?

The dishwasher.

The program's just started, so it's got to be you.

It's a strange concept, washing broken dishes.

Unless you've had a violent argument with Romain,

some glass has gone flying and you want to erase all traces of it.

I thought you'd forgiven his infidelity in your abundant indulgence.

Am I wrong?

Still nothing to say?

That's a pity, because right now I'm doing my damnedest not to charge you with murder.

I didn't kill him, you're driving me crazy!

Is it my fault now?

Say what you have to say.

You were going to leave with Alison without even telling me?

There was no time. Those cops were gonna make her miss her audition.

You had no right to make that decision alone.

Paula, this decision was made a long time ago.

A few days more or less makes no difference.

I'm her mother, and that counts for me.

- What do you understand about my feelings? - More than you know.

I'm warning you...

You don't warn me.

You're reversing the roles.

You're the one who forced me to lie.

I didn't force you, I whispered the idea and you jumped on it.

And in the state you were in at the time,

I'd even say I saved your life.

No, I saved your life.

Maybe it's a matter of perspective.

Don't worry my darling,

I won't say anything that will hurt you.

You know that.

Romain didn't want us to leave.

Overnight, he'd changed his mind for no reason.

He wanted to convince me to drop everything. Put yourself in my shoes.

For no reason? I think he must have had a good one.

What's this?

A metal detector.

According to the history, the last address is yours.

What the hell was he looking for, Alison?

I've no idea!

Probably whoever it was that trashed the studio.

When I got to the studio, everything had already been ransacked.

Well, well.

I don't have a musical ear, but I'd say we're on to something.

Holy cow!

It's not gold coins, but it's as good as gold.

1738, signed Amati.

This is the violin that was stolen from my mother.

18 years ago.

The Komolovs, what a family!

You're a bit like Russian dolls.

There's always a twist, ready to pull out of the hat.

My mother was my age when her father gave her this violin.

It's exceptional.

It's worth a fortune,

but it was stolen,

just before her audition to join the Paris orchestra.

She never got over that failure.

And Romain discovered it in your home?

In fact, it was never stolen.

You're mad!

And I'd even bet it was stolen for its symbolic, not financial, value.

This is your lucky day!

I found your violin at Romain's.

No way!

It can't be true!

After all these years,

who'd have thought he'd stayed so close?

In fact, it'd never really left the family home.

What have you been up to?

I didn't do anything.

I'm as stunned as you, it's unbelievable.

This robbery has ruined my life!

I had nothing to do with it, that's enough now.

Because I'm accusing you of stealing your own violin.

What are you insinuating?

Nothing.

But remember the rumor.

Like artists who sabotage themselves.

Backsliding in the face of obstacles.

It's despicable!

I've always defended you.

To tell the truth, at the time I thought the only person who could have done that

was your future husband.

Maybe he didn't really want your career to take you away from him.

Your husband, the one who disappeared by magic.

My faithful lieutenants have come up empty,

he's nowhere to be found.

Would he have left without his treasure?

What did you expect him to do with it?

A listed violin can't be sold.

He found out too late.

When you put it that way...

Still, I wonder what got into him.

Maybe she's right.

The life of a soloist isn't very pleasant to share.

And sharing isn't your mother's forte either.

So, I can see another possibility for this violin.

Maddy, let's face it, Paula was overshadowing you.

Great talent, great potential.

You're incapable of being number 2, so you did the right thing.

You're wrong twice, my little inspector.

Firstly, nobody's better than me.

Secondly, I'd love my Paula to have passed her audition.

Really?

Then you won't mind if we do it again?

No, why would you want to do that?

Stop it, it's useless.

It makes no sense to me.

On the contrary, it's called a reconstruction.

I need to know if you had a chance.

Music softens the soul.

Who's the genius who invented this?

Océane announced her suicide on social networks.

If her tongue and pupils are anything to go by,

it's a drug overdose.

But in my opinion, she was drugged.

Look at the scratches on her legs.

We could have dragged her and put her in the boat.

The Komolovs fear nothing.

Then to prove it, that's a battle of experts.

We can't rule out that she killed herself out of love for Romain.

And that she scratched her legs on the seaweed?

You're such a romantic.

How touching.

Well, my mind's made up.

I'm sick and tired of the three divas making fun of us.

Well, this time they're not going to win first prize.

You've all played your part, now it's up to me to play mine.

Romain thought like me, Maddy.

When he found the violin, he realized how toxic you are.

And he tried to scare you to protect Alison.

Poor naive, he didn't know who he was dealing with.

- That's nonsense. - He would have told me.

He'd probably told his friend Océane.

So after she died, she got it into her head to blackmail you.

That's why you killed her too.

No, not without trying in vain to find Romain's violin.

You should write operas, you've got a flair for the dramatic.

I have a good ear for listening to people lie.

Paula has a mad talent.

Before her rope broke, she proved she could match you.

- Don't say that! - Mom, it was beautiful.

- I never imagined... - You're forgetting one detail.

I have an alibi.

I was with Alison.

Right.

So you blame Paula?

Absolutely not.

You're the first to say there's only one killer.

Paula was in no danger of killing that girl.

She was the one who had put her in Romain's path.

Yes, to keep her away from Alison.

Poor Paula.

Your mother has a way of knocking you out by pretending to defend you.

Why did you do?

I saw Romain asking Maddy for money and I was afraid for you!

You put the ball back in Maddy's court, congratulations, Paula!

So Maddy,

Romain was blackmailing you long before the violin thing.

I'm curious to know what else you're hiding from us.

Nothing.

Romain didn't have a penny,

he wanted to look good in front of Alison and I just helped him.

Congrats!

Bravissimo!

So you're the generous one who helps Romain.

And Paula, the bad mother who keeps her daughter's lover away.

Careful, Paula, manipulating Romain could backfire.

It would give you a good motive to kill him.

That's right.

Tell me, Paula, when do you plan to rebel against the Queen Mother?

We've got two days left.

We'll leave, I promise.

I hope you're right.

There's nothing keeping me here anymore.

Romain's dead and Mom betrayed me.

But it's not easy for her.

You're the only thing she's really got going for her in life.

And you're going without her.

Maddy, is it true what that cop said?

But how could you possibly believe all that nonsense?

You'll see when you're famous too.

They'll do anything to get to you, they can't help it.

They hate us as much as they love us.

Come on.

Just trust me.

A new life begins.

Lucie?

I hope you have a letter rogatory.

Looking for the comforter?

I had a feeling it was there.

You'd make a good investigator.

Moo!

You were there.

Thanks for coming so quickly.

You're not going to get yelled at by my dad, are you?

Don't worry. He didn't even notice I was gone.

Anyway, I'm glad you asked me to come.

I wanted to know, since you know Lucie and my father well.

What's their relationship like?

- You know, I... - I'm afraid I made a mistake moving in with Lucie.

I didn't know they were so close.

I don't want things to get fucked up between them.

They're close, but it's not like they're still together.

Wait, they were together?

Yeah, I mean...

You didn't know?

I thought that's why you were asking.

What happened?

I don't know.

It's complicated between them.

What about Legrand?

Well, that's different.

Aimé...

stabilizes her.

Yeah, he's a pain in the ass.

Okay, I understand better now.

That's why her eyes glisten when she talks about him.

- It's your dad. - Go ahead.

Yes, captain?

Yes, I'm coming.

- Well, I've got to go. - Yeah, okay.

Thanks.

Bye.

I've been waiting for you for an hour.

Where have you been?

I went to get the photos from Océane's laptop.

Good thing she had backups.

Looks like you were right.

How old is this photo?

Three weeks ago.

When did Romain rent the metal detectors?

A week ago, the day before he rented his studio.

That changes everything.

He didn't rent the metal detector to find the violin, so why?

I've always wanted to go treasure hunting!

I demand to see your letter rogatory.

Not a problem.

There you go.

The advantage of GPS is that you have precise coordinates, to within a few meters.

Longitude, latitude.

Cold.

Cold.

Cold.

Getting warmer!

It even looks like it's burning!

Thank you, gentlemen.

Paula, correct me if I'm wrong.

Your husband was in a serious car accident

two years before he disappeared, and was fitted with a prosthesis.

You were right, men do have their dark side.

He hid the fact that he was dead from all of us.

I have a problem with you, Paula.

Leave me alone, please.

It's your house,

your husband,

your violin.

You pushed Océane into Romain's arms

whom you wanted to keep away from your daughter.

Normally, I'd take you into custody.

I didn't kill anyone.

That's what I think too.

But your daughter looks at you as if you were the antichrist.

Paula, your mother is destroying your life. Why are you letting her?

She's just clumsy.

As long as you don't speak up, people will die,

she kills anyone who gets in her way.

- Stop this! - Now she's turning your daughter against you,

- she's going to go with her. - For God's sake, do something!

Are you afraid of her?

She knows something about you and she's got you in her clutches.

You've made a mistake.

In that case, you know the sentence.

Come on, cheer up, you've got to hold on.

I hate to tell you this,

but you're not bad with teenagers in distress.

Poor thing.

It's a good thing she's got the music,

because what she's just discovered is enough to kill her.

I don't want to rush my work to give you results.

The more hurried, the less precise.

We're not asking you to rush, just to go faster.

Look at this skull, it's an improvised crime of anger.

The murderer grabbed the first object that fell into his or her hands.

Looks like it.

She probably left a DNA trail.

And if it's Maddy, there's a good chance she'll slip through our fingers

and head back to the States.

And to get the diva extradited, we'll have to hang on.

I'm a scientist, not a circus performer.

But there's one thing I can tell you right now.

That's my Stunia!

Given the advanced state of decomposition of the body,

I first wanted to make sure that it really was Thierry Faber.

So I compared the DNA,

took dental impressions and studied all his medical records.

And it's not Alison's father.

It's not Thierry Faber?

Yes, it is.

You've got to be kidding me!

Russian dolls.

Let's get straight to the point.

I've got some big news for you.

Thierry Faber is not Alison's father.

Surprise!

This time, save yourself the trouble of lying to us.

Yes, you knew.

Your husband suffered from a congenital anomaly,

he couldn't have children.

So, who's Alison's father?

I'm sorry, honey.

We can't back out now.

Her father is a wonderful conductor in Prague.

You promised!

Don't tell me...

Are you Alison's mother?

His real mother, the one he raised and loved, is me!

You know how difficult my situation was.

And mine? I was 17, Mom!

And I had a career.

I took advantage of a tour abroad that lasted several months.

And you left your baby in France with Paula.

I needed some time to find a solution.

- Your solution was me. - I was lost.

When Alison said her first words, she called me Mom.

But it was too late.

And it was to protect this secret that you killed Paula's husband?

Again with the obsession.

Not at all.

Personally, I'd have loved it if we'd told Alison the truth, then we wouldn't be in this mess.

But she didn't want to.

And you regularly threatened to take her back?

Until the day when the nice Thierry, who had accepted Alison's paternity

out of love for Paula,

put you in her place, once too often.

And that was the beginning of the black series?

Prove it.

I've had more than enough of your accusations. How much longer is this going to go on?

Until the end of police custody.

And believe me, I'll do everything in my power

to extend it after the departure of the very last plane.

You're pathetic.

How dare you?

I'm watching, listening and tuning in.

We'll never get the analysis before the end of police custody.

All we have are hypotheses, nothing concrete.

We don't even know how the events unfolded.

And Maddy is too strong to give up.

There's only one Joker left.

Alison?

I'll never be able to look my mother...

Paula,

in the face again.

She did her best.

She took care of you.

She helped you become what you are.

It's amazing that the only time I know who I am

is when I'm playing the violin.

My whole life is a lie.

Life is long.

There's still plenty of good stuff waiting for you.

Believe me, I know.

But to get there, you have to go through a painful stage.

Help us get to the truth.

You're in a hurry.

So are we.

Without a confession from you,

the examining magistrate is going to charge Alison with murder.

After all, she makes as good a culprit as you.

She was found erasing evidence at Romain's house.

How ridiculous.

She couldn't have killed Thierry, she was 14 when he died.

Who's to say she didn't kill Océane and Romain out of jealousy?

And that one of you killed Thierry?

The investigation will tell.

In the meantime, she can forget about her audition and her career.

You're not going to do that to her?

Her reputation will be tarnished forever.

Who would hire a violinist under suspicion of murder?

You have nothing against her.

Maybe.

Maybe not.

How many months will have passed by then?

And if the judge wants to detain her

or transfer the case to the public prosecutor's office,

how many years are we talking about?

I'm the one!

It's me, I killed Romain so he'd leave her in peace.

Do you know the Judgment of Solomon, Alison?

Two mothers fight over a child.

So King Solomon proposes to cut it in two

and give each of them half.

But what happens?

One of the mothers screams against the proposal

and demands that the child be given to the other.

The true mother, according to Salomon,

is the one who wants to save the child.

I lied.

I wasn't with Maddy the morning Romain died.

I don't know where she was.

But I'd just had a fight with Romain.

I had no alibi, I was mad as hell.

She told me...

- She told me... - That she would protect you?

In fact, she was protecting herself.

So, to sum up, you no longer have an alibi.

Witness tampering is corruption.

And it's punishable by at least three years in prison.

This begins to lend a certain credibility to the captain's accusations.

Enough for us to wait together for the results of Paula's husband's autopsy.

Tell me Maddy, did you use gloves to kill him?

Actually, the reason you stole Paula's violin was to make sure

she was looking after Alison, not her career.

But rest assured, she'll continue to take good care of her.

And Alison will get her job as second violin.

And she may even get the top spot, since she's free!

Putting a pair of handcuffs on such precious hands...

What a dream!

To us then!

To us!

Camille, thrive in neutral territory.

Lucie, thank you for being a welcoming home.

So, you're cool with me staying at Lucie's?

Why should I?

It's like having shared custody.

Lucie gets the weekdays, I get the weekends and vacations.

I win.

But wait, I could actually go for alimony.

It's true.

You're on first name terms.

Yeah, we do that.

Especially when we've been drinking.

Just say I can't hold my liquor.

Anyway, it's nice to see you like this.

Makes me want to meet my soul mate.

Mine's waiting for me at home.

And I'm still a wandering soul.

To our family?

Come on.

To our family.