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Pascal Hachard, 40 years old, single, parents deceased.

He was product manager at Enora.

The alchemy of eternal youth.

This time it might not be enough, he's badly damaged.

It's going to take a lot of day cream to repair the damage.

But tell me, Lieutenant, you're in a humorous mood today.

What's more, you're looking exceptionally elegant.

What's got into you?

Are you in love?

No...

Stop, you're making him uncomfortable.

Save your insights for the investigation.

The lioness is baring her teeth!

But you're radiant too.

Motherhood suits you.

More so than me, anyway. I'm delighted to be hosting your family.

It shows that one person's happiness is everyone else's happiness.

I'm delighted, you're delighted, Camille is delighted.

Hallelujah!

No signs of a struggle, he was taken by surprise.

You, on the other hand, are not so happy.

What's going on, big guy?

His skull was crushed with force.

Given the rigidity of the body and its temperature,

I estimate the time of death to be around 9 p.m.

He would have been better off going to dinner.

What happened ? Tell us something

... The police are working on it.

We'll question you one by one.

Come on, the CEO is waiting for us.

Hervé Darmont, 62 years old.

He's the one who carried Enora on his shoulders.

He turned it into a leading company.

And they are leaders in the men's cosmetics market,

among other things.

I have the strange feeling that the deceased will not

be missed by everyone.

May I?

Cain?

Hello!

Hello.

Don't worry about me.

I only have one question.

What's your name?

Some call me Madam Product Director, others call me Astrid.

It depends on how close we are.

Pleased to meet you, Astrid.

Cain, Captain.

Call me whatever you like.

I thought the Product Director was dead?

The king is dead, long live the queen.

There were two of us in that position.

And now you're the only one left.

Surrounded by a wonderful team.

And we have a lot of work to do.

What a tragedy.

You didn't even have time to mourn,

it must be so hard.

You're a strong woman.

I'm sure you had to fight your way to get where you are.

You have no idea.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

Tell me you don't have an alibi for last night, 8:30, 9:00.

I work very late, I'm divorced, and my family is Enora.

You're very lucky.

Divorced, why?

Did you trample him with your 8 cm heels?

They're size 12.

I understand you have no further questions, Captain.

Cain? Sorry, he's incorrigible.

Please, ma'am.

Commander.

Commander.

At the same time, if you're chasing after him, you have to

know when to pull on the leash.

How interesting!

Right, let's continue.

Men, you're all the same.

Show you a pair of legs and you start wriggling.

A pair of legs?

You understand why it's the stuff of dreams, don't you?

Come in!

Commander Delambre.

No, I'm the commander.

He's Captain Cain.

Yes, the name has changed.

The women are at the helm and they've got us on the ropes.

Are we interrupting something?

Sorry. With this disappearance, everything is in turmoil.

Solange Marquet, HR Director.

I worked closely with Pascal.

With Mr Hachard.

His death has hit us hard.

At the worst possible moment.

He is...

He is...

He had...

Excuse me. He was like

a son to me, I loved him very much.

We are about to launch our new campaign.

It's the biggest launch this year.

Was it Mr Hachard's project ?

Yes, it was his baby.

It's a new range of anti-ageing products for men.

Are you lucky enough to have another director?

Are you talking about Astrid?

She's a woman.

She's very talented, of course, but to

carry a project like (inaudible), we need a leader.

A visionary.

A man, basically.

Yes.

Or two women.

Hervé, I followed the whole development with Pascal.

I share his vision.

A man or two women.

I wonder which one of you is the bigger male chauvinist.

What do you think, Commander? We could

try that at the SRPJ.

Try it, and I'll shoot on sight.

He's not a nice guy.

No wonder he made enemies.

He kept a rating system for all the employees.

It goes from three stars to zero for a certain Edgar Blanchot.

Can you imagine if Lucie did that to us?

We'd feel like killing her too.

Yeah, I can imagine, yeah. Camille, three stars.

Eva, three stars.

Aimé, one star.

Pascal Hachard was a remarkable man.

An inspiring manager.

And a friend.

It's always the ones we love that we kill first.

That's a well-known fact.

An investigation is underway and

this tragedy will be fully investigated.

A counselling service has been set up,

so please don't hesitate to seek help if you need it.

For now, our priority is Sunseal.

The best way to pay tribute to Pascal is to

focus our efforts on this project that was

so dear to him.

And to work twice as hard.

That's why I'm going to personally get involved

alongside Astrid.

Solange is on board!

One man's death is another man's gain.

Please.

Please, please, two leaders,

twice the talent.

We have all fought for Sunseal.

We must see it through to the end.

This success is ours.

Enora, it's you.

Thank you.

What's with your cynicism?

Do you want to kill Pascal again?

Dear Madam, when you spend your life hunting for the truth,

you become much more sensitive to lies.

Your Pascal was anything but a saint, and your

colleagues know it.

If you'll allow me.

Yes, allow yourself.

Pascal ran his department with a whip and a stick.

Prehistoric methods that I personally disapprove of.

But unfortunately, he got excellent results.

And you managed to work with him?

Not with him.

Alongside him.

Pascal ran Sunseal and I ran the rest.

A cordial understanding.

Beautiful, intelligent, poisonous. It's surprising that

your CEO doesn't trust him.

Excuse me.

Aimé!

Captain 6, Lieutenant 2!

Are you sure you 're making progress with

the investigation?

Great strides.

Gentlemen.

We have the preliminary report from the PTS.

There are no fingerprints on the murder weapon and nothing

on the roof of the building either.

And for Stunia, the attacker is about 1.80 metres tall,

right-handed, very angry.

There's no trace of foreign DNA.

And here I was dreaming of a shoe print in a nice puddle of blood.

What about the CCTV footage?

Deleted, same as the magnetic card log file.

The killer knows his way around computers. No way

to know who came in or out, or exactly when.

He said with a smile!

What's got into you, Borel? You're in love,

I tell you.

I can see it coming a mile off.

In short, we're in the dark, is that it?

No, not at all.

Legrand.

Yes, we have a lead on a former employee, Edgar Blanchot.

He filed a complaint against the victim for psychological harassment.

But no one at Enora supported him and he ended

up getting the sack.

There you go! Very good,

that's something concrete.

Bring him in.

Wait, there's more.

Last month, he was hired as a security guard

by the company that manages Enora's security.

I want to see him right away.

That's lucky, he's in my office.

You can see we're working.

Very well.

What are we waiting for then?

Enora's HR manager is the one who fired him.

It will be interesting to hear her side of the story.

Well, speak of the devil!

Hello, I have an appointment with Captain Cain.

Please sign here.

We killed him?

I suspected it would end badly, but to this extent...

What happened between you?

Not everyone is cut out for competition.

That's what happened.

Edgar blamed Pascal for all his failures.

I was working with Astrid.

Everything was going pretty well.

Then Pascal transferred me to his department,

thanks to that bitch in HR.

Solange?

From that day on, I became his nemesis.

No matter what I did, nothing was ever good enough.

Family problems, divorce, depression.

His results plummeted.

Pascal kindly reassigned him to an easier position.

And then, of course, he cried foul.

They pushed me out the door.

And you came in through the window.

But wait, I had to work.

He filed a complaint.

Of course, the police found nothing.

But still, it's true.

I figured that if I hung around the offices,

I might find something, something to

back up my complaint.

Either that or I'd kill myself.

Except now it's Pascal who's dead.

Yes, but if I'd stayed with Astrid,

none of this would have happened.

Astrid, let's talk about her.

Your colleagues seem to like her, but management...

Did you meet Darmont?

That guy would rather die than entrust the

leadership of Enora to a woman.

Even if it's his own daughter.

Pardon?

Yes. Astrid is his daughter.

Didn't you realise?

The boss's daughter, that's not insignificant.

She could have told me, it's suspicious.

I really don't see what you see in her.

Honestly, take away her high heels,

what's left?

A cold-blooded killer.

New evidence.

A shoe, seriously?

A used women's shoe, displayed like a work

of art in the victim's flat.

Well, looks like I'm not the only one

interested in ladies' legs.

So what would that make him, a fetishist?

Look how shiny that thing is.

No chance of finding DNA on it, he polished it

like a Stradivarius.

That's true.

Wait, but where does that leave us?

Harassment may not be the motive for the crime.

But we have other options.

Maybe it's a twisted love story

gone wrong, or a romantic rivalry.

If I understand correctly, Edgar

, we're giving up? Anything but the obvious.

The only obvious thing is that the war of

succession will be merciless.

Well done! Bowling has all

the advantages of psychoanalysis without the

disadvantages of boxing.

Captain, what a surprise!

Are you playing?

In another life.

I see you've come to let off steam with your family ?

Yes, my team didn't want to go home, but

neither did you, obviously.

Or maybe no one is waiting for you.

Would you like a ball?

You sweep away all obstacles.

Life is too short to let people get to you.

And yet the obstacles always come back to test you,

Solange, Pascal, your father.

It's strange that you haven't mentioned it

My father?

Let's just say I prefer to avoid the subject.

The moment I say my surname,

everyone thinks I've been given preferential treatment.

When in fact it's quite the opposite.

I had to fight for everything I've achieved.

Father-daughter relationships.

Do you have children, Cain?

One. Two.

Please.

It must be hard to have a father who never thinks you're

good enough.

Especially when you're convinced you're the best.

You're never convinced.

I can't change my father, so I do everything I can to

prove him wrong.

Wrong for preferring Pascal?

Wrong for running his business like it's the 19th century.

Are you serving?

I'm serving.

That's all that matters to you, winning.

Some people think it's important to participate.

I wasn't raised that way.

What about Solange?

Solange and your father seem to have a

special relationship.

Solange and my father?

No, you're wrong.

My father's only love has always been Enora.

If you want (inaudible), look to Pascal instead.

Solange was crazy about him, it was obvious.

But he was just playing with her.

Men love to play with women.

Those who understand this take the upper hand,

the others...

The others go bowling.

I'm coming!

I thought you were asleep.

Am I disturbing you?

I brought you some of Pascal's personal belongings,

I thought you might like them.

Your home is lovely.

Do you like to take the high ground?

Only at work.

Pascal was very particular about appearances.

Where shall I put these?

Is that why you came?

You must have had trouble finding it.

Yes, I loved Pascal.

Is that a crime?

Would you like a drink?

Love, no.

Jealousy, we don't know where it can lead us.

But what jealousy?

Pascal loved me too.

We just hadn't made it official to avoid

gossip. I don't know

what I'm going to do without him.

You're going to continue his war against Astrid and

prevent her from taking control of Sunseal.

You've already started.

No, I'm just helping her with the transition, that's all.

Wrong. What you want

is to block her.

You're fed up with people like her, who think they're entitled to everything.

I'm not that mean, you know.

I'm not judging you.

My job is just to establish the truth.

The truth is that Pascal is dead.

And all that's left of him is this project.

Yeah, right!

Will you stop it?

You're going to upset her.

What nonsense, where did you get that from? What's the problem?

Nothing. It's just that it's

not a doll, it's a baby.

What are you talking about?

Do you realise you're completely out of it right now?

I've lost my way.

I don't see you smiling anymore.

Maybe it's a bit much seeing Caïns everywhere,

at home, at the office.

I don't know.

Maybe your relationship isn't strong enough to

handle it.

What are you talking about?

Why are you getting involved?

I don't know, I'm

just observing you. You watch TV, she cooks.

How would you argue if

Eva wasn't there ?

I'm just saying this to help you.

I don't like to see people suffer, that's all.

What is she talking about?

What's going on in this house?

Nothing's going on.

Sort it out yourselves, that's all.

Explain it to me?

The tackling statistics...

We're going to have to fix things quickly.

You're going about it the wrong way.

Sit down.

I just wanted to try...

You're in love with a younger girl and you

want to make a good impression.

Enora is here for that.

Do you work with Astrid?

At first, yes.

Then I was transferred to Pascal.

I hear he was a tough nut to crack.

No schedule, no weekends, no private life,

no whining either.

He despised the weak.

Deborah? The client test

is in 30 minutes.

Would you rather finish Mr. So-and-so's renovation?

Sunseal is a high-end brand aimed at (inaudible).

Dynamic entrepreneurs who take

on multiple activities without ever demanding anything.

Bosses, husbands, fathers, sports partners...

They're on all fronts and they cope.

They're bored.

She knows what she's doing, she's used to it.

I don't want what she usually does, I want

what she does best.

Stop talking like you're 14 years old.

These aren't your mates, they're customers, and

each one of them is worth 100 times your annual salary,

you idiot.

Well, there you go, that's perfect, she's completely lost.

She'll either swim or sink.

And if she sinks, we'll never make it on time.

What do we do?

How savage, how brutal.

I feel like I'm watching a nature documentary.

Lucie, say something.

Are we hiring her for the SRPJ? My feet hurt.

You have to suffer to be beautiful.

Especially with so much competition, the bar is set high.

Excuse me, we're ready.

We found this shoe at Pascal's, we'd like

to know who it belongs to.

It's my shoe, it was stolen from my office.

No, excuse me, but I think it's my high heel.

It was stolen from me a few months ago at the bowling alley.

Yeah, but now...

Ladies, I can only see one way to settle this.

Take a seat. May I?

Please, do your duty.

What was I saying?

Solange, you first, please.

Same size.

Either one of you is lying.

And why

would you ? Either you both had the same lover.

This case is really something.

Pascal Hachard was a pervert.

The killer may be a woman wearing

10-centimetre heels.

And the loyal employees are keeping their mouths shut.

Nothing is as it seems.

And we contacted the occupational physician about the

harassment case ?

No cases reported.

Officially, everything is above board at Enora.

At the same time, Dr Chapé is also the

boss's doctor.

And a personal friend.

It's not very ethical, all that.

It even opens the door to excesses.

For me, I'll tell you, it's all between Solange

and Astrid.

Jealousy or professional rivalry. Shall we flip

a coin?

What appeals to you most, personally ?

The results.

I was sure I'd find you here.

Have dinner with us.

Please set a place for him.

Explain this intrigue to me.

How do you manage your professional relationship

without impacting your personal relationship?

Compartmentalisation, Captain.

Outside of compartmentalisation, there is no salvation.

Do you like fish?

Thank you.

Does a cat like mice?

Thank you. It's not really

compartmentalisation to treat your daughter more harshly

than others.

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, I made my daughter strong.

I call that love.

Love. And it's

also out of love that you systematically favour Pascal at

her expense?

I've looked into you, Astrid.

You're highly regarded by headhunters.

It takes love to languish at Enora's.

When you could be breaking through your

glass ceiling.

My daughter has a wonderful career with me.

She's learning her trade.

Dad?

What?

I can defend myself.

Well, I can hear your voice.

You had me used to so much more eloquence.

No need for speeches.

I share my father's views.

And my loyalty lies with Enora.

Your loyalty?

I'm sorry, but I can't accept that.

Fish, my bone to swallow.

Pascal gave 10 years of his life to Enora.

He accompanied us on the paths of doubt.

Of failure, sometimes.

But also of hope.

We always find qualities in the dead that we didn't know they had when they were alive.

He was the son I would have liked to have had.

He had energy.

Talent.

He was sunny.

Dynamic.

Very nice speech.

I really like the part about the spiritual son.

And he was...

A bastard! That guy was scum!

Shut up.

You all know it!

Get out of here.

Just say it!

Come on!

Get out!

Get out of here!

Please excuse this regrettable interruption,

which does no credit to Enora's spirit or

Pascal's memory.

Not content with killing Pascal, he had to come

here and sully his memory.

You're jumping to conclusions.

Pascal harassed his teams and everyone

turned a blind eye.

What do you need to hear it?

Astrid, please, people are watching us, listening to us.

I don't care if people are watching and listening to us.

Do you see where your silence is leading us ? A man

has just set himself on fire in front of everyone.

Do you realise the emotional shock this causes ? No, you

can't understand, because there's nothing there,

it's empty!

What am I supposed to do with the teams now?

They're human beings,

not just employees, Dad.

I'm cracking up!

Borel, find me Hervé Darmont's medical records.

Sort it out, old boy, get the information out of

Dr Chapuis.

Are you all right?

I can't take it anymore.

I can't do this anymore.

I accepted everything to make my mark, I put up with everything.

I don't want to end up like Edgar, I have to leave.

No one will blame you for taking a step back after

what just happened.

I'm afraid of disappointing Astrid.

She helped me so much, she trusted me.

You're not responsible for this situation.

You've been caught up in a fratricidal war.

Pascal dreamed of taking power and getting rid of Astrid.

No more competition.

The worst thing is, you know,

he didn't really hate her, he was fascinated by her.

He kept asking me questions about her methods,

what she thought about this or that.

Deep down, I think he was in love.

In love? Are you sure?

Bingo! Looks like

someone lied.

Maybe even more than we think.

Pascal's notebook?

At Solange's?

It'll never change.

Pascal will be replaced by a clone.

Like Solange.

Everyone will keep their mouths shut until the next drama.

What if Astrid changed the game?

She seems different.

I thought she was, yeah. She was the one who

encouraged me to file my complaint.

But not to the point of testifying against Pascal.

I don't understand why.

She's not answering my calls anymore.

It's as if I no longer exist for her.

Maybe she doesn' t need you anymore.

Listen, that's fine.

All right, we'll talk again next week,

thank you. Priscillia,

have I got any messages?

No, no messages, ma'am.

I'm back from the hospital.

Edgar thinks about you a lot.

Did he mention me?

In very flattering terms, tinged with a little bitterness.

My position is delicate.

I don't find it so different from Pascal's.

In the end, the goal is the same: squeeze people like

lemons to satisfy your ambitions.

Except that you also pretend to be

their friend.

Pascal Hachard's black book.

You strike with one hand and caress with the other.

That's what we call tough love.

Who are you talking

about ? Pascal, of course.

Who else?

He rejected Astrid all the more because he desired her.

It's complicated.

Sometimes we have a compulsive need to destroy

what is most dear to us.

Who are you talking about?

Solange, of course.

Until proven otherwise.

Solange, Astrid.

My heart is torn between the two.

Next person.

Priority, disabled.

Still, that's no reason.

Is this the job interview to replace

Pascal Hachard?

You can wait.

I'm sorry, but I really don't have time to waste.

I'm not sure you're meeting your

6% quota for disabled workers.

Hire me and you'll be at the forefront of

social responsibility.

Plus, I have all the skills, I'm a man.

Very well.

Let's take a practical example.

How do you market anti-ageing skincare for men?

Actually, you know what?

I know very well that I won't get this job.

No one will, except you.

You're just pretending.

Is that the job candidate speaking?

Or is it the cop?

The most disturbing thing is that you think

you're defending Pascal's values, when you know full

well that our dear departed had only one desire:

to imitate Astrid.

To imprison employees in a velvet glove

so he could crush them with an iron fist.

A delight for a pervert.

You're delusional.

Shall I open a page at random?

I imagine you've read them all. Pascal was

fascinated by Astrid, to the point of obsession.

He waged war on her as others make love.

You're in denial because your little world

is falling apart. But now

you look like a guilty woman.

How are you going to rebuild your life from your prison cell?

I lied to your colleagues.

He had arranged to meet me on the roof that evening.

I was supposed to meet him, but I didn't go.

I thought he'd like it if I resisted him.

He must have loved it.

Instead, I did the thing he hated most,

to please him.

Did you say twisted?

I went to confide in a support group.

With all the losers he hated.

I have at least 20 witnesses.

Are you happy now?

I'd rather be dead than have told you that.

So, what do you think?

Am I a bastard enough to be hired by Enora?

I wonder what Astrid would think of that.

All right.

Next.

Hello.

Christophe, 48 years old.

Look at me, chin down.

Hello.

Go on, turn around.

Oops, sorry!

It's me again, did you miss me ?

Absolutely. Without you

, the earth is flat, the days last 12 hours

and I'm not getting any work done.

What do you want?

To show you this.

What is it?

Open it.

It's impossible.

Pascal hated me, our relationship was awful.

I owe you an apology.

You were right about the shoe, it was yours.

And I even think you convinced him to

change his management style.

How ironic.

If you were the murderer, you would have killed the only

person who really believed in you.

Dr Chapuis went in 25 minutes ago,

it shouldn't be much longer.

We had some (inaudible) on this one.

Right, I've had enough, mate. You're ruining my karma.

Can I ask why you 're sulking?

Never mind, forget it, it's complicated.

It's more complicated for me to put up with your grimace.

I can't take Camille anymore.

She has to leave the house.

She's not a bad person, it's just that it's eating away at us.

And with the baby on top of that...

It's not good for Lucie.

I feel like it 's bringing back something from the past.

I understand.

But things will work out with Camille.

And things seem to be going better with Cain.

Here he is!

Doctor Chapuis, police.

So how was the little massage, did it go well?

Maybe we should talk to your wife about it, what do you think?

No, not my wife.

We'll embarrass him, come on.

Darmont has lung cancer.

According to Dr Chapuis, he has six months to

live and no one knows.

Not even Astrid, his own daughter?

No one. He's afraid

the board of directors will find out and force him to

resign.

She knows.

I'd bet my legs

on it. How can you be so sure?

Because it explains everything.

Astrid saw him coughing, just like me, and surely others did too.

She found out about it. Astrid leaves nothing to chance.

As long as Darmont is alive, she can fight,

prove herself.

Hope to convince him that he's wrong about Pascal.

The moment he steps down, it's all over.

Pascal takes power, he can get rid of her.

The injustice becomes permanent.

The war is lost.

But Astrid hates to lose.

That's why she killed Pascal Hachard.

Set the table for four, Fred is eating with us.

OK.

Thanks.

She's so cute!

We could just eat her up!

Come and sit with us.

You're doing great!

Be careful, she'll end up biting your finger off!

At my service, (inaudible) give me a little kick.

Look at me.

Come closer.

Camille!

It's just a photo, it's fine.

That's beautiful!

A real little family!

Smile, it's okay, it's not a funeral.

How long have you known you were going to die?

A few months.

I preferred to keep it a secret to protect Enora,

to allow for the transition.

If the shareholders had known, they would never have

supported Sunseal.

This project is vital for the company.

I suppose you chose Pascal as your successor.

Astrid is having a hard time accepting it.

My daughter doesn't know anything.

Neither do I, and yet.

Stop underestimating her.

She would have come to talk to me about it.

It was obvious to her that you would recommend

Pascal to our shareholders.

Your symbolic son, whose

sense of impunity you have encouraged over the years with your misogyny.

I won't allow you to speak like that.

To the point of making him believe he could

do anything, even fire the boss's daughter.

That's what he was going to do, wasn't it, as soon as he took your place?

You don't know what you're talking about.

Deep down, it was you who didn't want

your daughter to work for Enora.

You never had the courage to tell her

... You wanted a different life for her.

You wanted her to get married, have children,

live the life of a woman as you see it.

And then you always rig the dice and bend the

rules.

But Astrid never loses, even against you.

You should know that if you had ever

been interested in her.

You turned her into a criminal, she's your monster.

You're right.

Good for you.

I am a monster, more specifically a murderer.

I killed Pascal to avenge his betrayal.

He had contacted the

board members behind my back to oust me from my

position as CEO.

He didn't know how to wait for his moment.

Or mine, for that matter.

You can put me in prison and let me die in peace.

I've been had.

I have no choice, I have a confession, I have a motive.

I have to pass it on to the prosecutor.

Astrid will get away with it.

Confirmation: the

board did meet with Pascal without Darmont.

I'm sorry.

They were in cahoots to organise the succession.

Can you prove it?

Darmont's confession is proof in itself.

It only makes sense if Astrid is guilty.

He's trying to protect her.

Am I preaching to the choir or what?

OK, I'll give you until the end of the day.

I too would feel better if we could rein in

Astrid's arrogance.

I noticed that you don't like her very much.

Do you feel threatened?

You know you 'll always be my favourite.

Dad.

I'm sorry.

No, I'm sorry.

Come on.

You can't

say your father doesn't love you anymore.

The stakes have just been raised, Astrid.

You're no longer fighting for Pascal's position, you're fighting for your father's.

Now what?

The beast is wounded, but she's brave,

she'll fight to the end.

Fortunately, she has Achilles' talent.

In view of the circumstances, I have called this

emergency meeting to decide on the appointment of a new CEO.

Stop! Stop everything!

This is not good at all, Deborah, we're running very late!

None of this has been done, and it needs to be done.

Magali, have you heard anything?

Yes, she's at the hangar.

Have we received the costumes?

Everything's here.

And has anyone seen Olivier?

I'll go and find him.

Right, make-up, let's speed things up a bit, we're starting in less than an hour.

How are we doing with the pack shots ?

It's fine, I'll take care of it.

You don't happen to need a disabled model, do you?

You already have your culprit.

What else are you looking for?

I'm sorry about what happened with your father,

I really am. To make it up

to you, I came to witness your triumph.

Is everything going well?

Like clockwork.

Come on, I'm your biggest fan.

I've been dreaming of this little moment of intimacy.

Enjoy it, it won't happen again.

And with all the time you're wasting, I'm counting

on you to parade in front of the

cameras.

I won't back out.

Excuse me. Hello?

Yes? You have no right.

We can at least try to discuss it.

Hello?

All right.

Astrid,

are you all right? You look pale.

What's going on?

They chose Solange.

All that work, all those hopes, everything you did

to get here, for nothing.

You've been branded with ingratitude.

If I were you, I'd go work for the competition,

just to show them what they've lost.

You're not in my shoes.

Inspector, are you coming with me?

I'm sorry.

I'll call you back.

The way I see it, there are two possibilities.

Either you sign your resignation letter, or I pull the trigger.

If I don't have Enora, no one will have Enora.

I'll shoot and sink the ship.

Bad loser.

Especially when the game is rigged.

You've been plotting for months to take what

my father built.

I deserve this seat!

I deserve it too.

But I don't have my dear daddy behind me to

cover up all my mistakes.

Even Pascal's murder.

Shut up!

What are you thinking?

Only the police believe his confession.

Hervé sacrificed himself because you can't even

do anything right on your own.

And you claim to run Enora.

Go ahead, shoot.

Kill me like you killed Pascal.

And when you've killed the whole world, you'll

have

to look in the mirror and accept the sad truth.

You're a loser, Astrid.

Shut up!

And at Enora's, we only hire the best.

So on top of everything else, you're fired.

First, I'm going to show you what her head looked like

when I smashed it with her

crappy award!

Blank cartridge!

If you would kindly return my gun.

Come on, be a good sport for once, Astrid

All that talent wasted, my victory is bitter.

A victory is a victory.

The main thing is that we're rid of her.

Thank you for playing along.

With your cool head, you'll definitely

convince them to keep you on.

Yes, if Enora survives this.

A word of advice: don't collect trophies

for best manager of the year.

We know how that ends.

All's well that ends badly.

Your company has been decapitated.

Your daughter is in prison.

But it's not too late to end on a positive note.

I have nothing to say to her.

You don't need to talk, just listen.

For once, see through what

your daughter started.

I didn't know this was a family reunion.

Camille asked me to meet her here.

Me too.

Let's wait for her together.

A game?

I'm warning you, I'm good at this.

Two strikes!

110 to 72.

I'm good at this too, as you say.

There's no point in rushing, you have to throw at the right moment.

But that's cheating!

Sorry, the light console is malfunctioning.

I'll see what I can do.

Keep the room, it's almost closing time.

What is that kid doing ?

I feel like she's forgotten about us a little.

Alone in a deserted place, in near darkness.

I've got goosebumps!

At the same time, the good thing is that we have the bar to ourselves.

Sorry, you're the one who's been looking for me, and you're my favourite!

If I'm looking for you, it's because you asked for it.

Be careful, if you're looking for me, you're going to find me.