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We're wasting our time.

He's stringing us along. You can see that he's a nobody.

Cain asked us to follow him, so we follow him.

Fucking hell!

A bunch of mansion robbers!

You were right, he's a nobody.

- I'll call for backup. - Hang on!

We can arrest them, we don't need anyone.

You're crazy, it's too risky!

For once, Cain won't step on our toes.

Let's take the honors!

No, we have to warn them, him or Lucie!

They didn't warn me before having sex.

Fuck!

Come on!

Freeze!

Police, drop your weapon!

Drop your weapon! Put your gun down!

Drop your weapons!

Nassim!

(Music)

Like the last three times:

all alarms deactivated, nothing left in the safe.

Borel and Legrand are missing.

We found their cell phones in the toilet bowl.

What the hell did they do?

From the looks of it, this guy was shot in the back.

Probably shot while fleeing.

He has a record for handling stolen goods, known as Keba.

I had ordered Borel and Legrand to shadow him.

Uh, Captain!

Commander!

I'll have this blood analyzed.

But on the face of it, if Borel were dead, he'd be lying there.

Two cops disappearing is bound to leave a trail!

So put out an APB, put cops all over Marseille, I don't give a shit!

Find them before noon, or I'll slit your throats one by one!

Let's go, come on!

We'll find them, Lucie.

They have to be alive.

They have to be alive.

Do you realize the risks you're taking by bringing me here?

And do you realize that if you'd warned us,

we'd have caught the gang red-handed and you'd have nothing to fear?

I don't believe it!

They'd have already sent someone to make me pay.

I've come here three weeks ago to offer you information to catch them.

In exchange, you promised me a new identity so I could escape

and protect myself.

The papers will come, Charlotte, believe me.

But it's complicated, it depends on the judge, the DA.

Do you know this guy?

He was found dead in the villa.

I already told you, contacts are made by phone.

The only time I saw them, they were wearing a mask.

Are our masks morons?

Come on, Fred.

Working in your insurance firm protects you.

You're the only one who knows the security systems of the villas,

the locations of the safes.

They won't do anything to you, they need you too much.

In a way, they're like friends.

Friends? Are you saying I'm their accomplice?

Look what they did to me when I refused to give them information.

You think I don't want to see them behind bars?

We'd have been better off leaving them behind.

They saw our faces, we had no choice.

Shall I kill him?

Killing two cops means two life sentences.

Who the hell are you?

What happened?

I can't remember anything.

Who the hell are you?

Who the fuck am I?

Who the fuck are you?

Who the fuck am I?

What the fuck?

- Answer me! - Calm down, buddy.

She's our only informant and you want to scare her off?

- We've got to give her her papers. - No!

She's mocking us.

Voluntary repentance only exists in fairy tales

or the dreams of lazy cops.

So you think she's guilty?

Let me prove to you that she's on their side.

I'll get her to confess.

She'll give us their hideout and we can free Borel and Legrand.

We received this from Central.

Thanks.

- I'll call for backup. - Hang on!

We can arrest them, we don't need anyone.

You're crazy, it's too risky.

For once, Cain won't step on our toes. Let's take the honors!

Glad to hear I can step on toes.

What's gotten into him?

He's obviously suffering from a crying lack of recognition.

Or is it because of us?

What? He would have heard.

Did you talk to him?

Are you crazy?

Do you really think I want to be shouting from the rooftops that I slept with you?

I guess you're right.

It's bad form to sleep with a disabled person.

Fred, this really isn't the time to talk about this.

So, do you remember, bro?

Your island, you brag about it every day, where you want to go and chill out.

You'll be able to afford it.

This is your share of last night's booty.

Come on, Aimé, make an effort, dammit!

You can't have forgotten everything!

- Am I a cop or not? - Yes, you're a cop.

But you rang our doorbell three months ago.

You wanted to screw your coworkers. I almost shot you in the head.

How am I supposed to believe you?

You could tell me anything.

That's true.

But if you think I'm lying, then arrest us. Here.

It'll be funny to see how Cain receives you when he finds out you killed his coworker.

What was his name again? Borel, right?

Come on, come back to us, bro.

As soon as you feel like it, go back to the cops.

Keep covering your tracks and tell us what they know about us,

so we don't have to worry about the last job.

We're still analyzing what we found in the villa.

So far, not much new.

Except that our crook was murdered by a close-range shot

and not by a stray bullet, contrary to appearances.

I'm waiting for the scientist's report on the weapon that killed him.

Mobsters killing each other is never good.

- Anything else? - Yes.

As you requested, I obtained Charlotte Diboko's medical records.

She told you the truth.

She got stitches six months ago for a nasty stab wound.

For once, you may have to sit on your hunches.

I'd like to, but when it comes to sitting, I don't have much choice.

There's more troubling news.

Ten years ago, she was admitted to the ER,

this time for vaginal lesions and multiple contusions:

the exact stigmata of a rape.

Okay, this woman suffered, but what does it say?

That you're wrong.

Charlotte is a victim.

So you're going to put on your best smile and help her,

instead of making her your scapegoat.

There's something you're not talking about, Elizabeth.

The blood on the floor, was that Borel's?

Yes.

Hey, is anyone there?

Why have I been forgotten? Who am I?

Stop yelling.

Fuck you, you bastards!

Okay! I'll stop.

You grew up on the Citadel, just like me.

I recognize you.

You're Toni Siksik, right?

I was wondering if you'd remember me.

You're Nassim Borel, right?

I used to make you eat dog boogers when you were a kid.

Do you remember that?

Yeah, I remember, yeah, I was your whipping boy.

Is that why you went over to the wrong side?

I can't get attached to people who are going to die.

Where's Legrand?

Don't count on him, he let you down.

Look here too.

Well, guys?

Okay.

The guys are canvassing Marseille, but the APBs haven't turned up anything yet.

Neither has the search of Keba's house.

The killers have certainly cleaned up.

Classic.

I did find something:

Charlotte never reported her rape.

I combed through the archives, not a single logbook.

Classic.

Three out of five women keep this wound to themselves.

But nine months later, she gave birth to a child.

Less classic, isn't it?

You must admit that this victim intrigues you too.

Why don't we go and find out where it all went wrong for her?

Sure.

What's up?

Aimé!

Where is Borel?

He's fine.

They separated us this morning.

I don't know where they wanted to take me, but they blindfolded me

and we drove off.

I managed to eject myself from the car.

What happened at the villa?

What possessed you to intervene without an order, Legrand?

This'll jog your memory.

Wait!

We can arrest them, we don't need anyone.

You're crazy, it's too risky!

For once, Cain won't step on our toes.

- Let's take the honors. - No.

I screwed up. I'm sorry.

But it happens to everyone sooner or later, right?

Have I ever screwed you over?

Betrayed you?

Been disloyal?

You're being weird.

Why are you talking about betrayal?

Well, none of this is doing us any good anyway.

Can you give us a sketch or two of the gang?

Was there a woman with them?

I'm not sure.

Do you recognize him?

- Who shot him? - I don't know.

You don't know. Well, you must know something.

The only thing I know is that I don't remember anything.

I took a blow to the back of the head.

In a few days, we're going to make a big move.

I've got a golden joker.

With the tips you've given us, our war chest will be overflowing.

I don't like you letting him play with it.

Come on, honey.

He knows exactly where not to press. Trust him.

Bang!

Dad, did you kill Uncle Keba?

Don't you ever meddle in my business!

How many times have I told you?

He must have heard it, he's repeating.

He's just a kid.

A little more patience, honey.

Remember our secret?

We're going on a trip to see Granny in Cotonou.

And we're going soon.

We won't be afraid there.

But it's Dad I'm worried about.

I don't want the same thing to happen to him as to Uncle Keba.

There's no doubt about it:

you've suffered a severe concussion,

probably amplified by psychological shock.

Your retrograde amnesia is logical.

How long will it last?

I can't say.

Hang on to what you remember, search through your images,

lean on your friends - they'll be invaluable support.

I'm going to give you a sick leave, but the most important thing is to relax.

Go to the movies, make memories.

You'll be fine.

I'll take you home.

Does it make you feel better that he doesn't remember anything?

It saves you time.

What happened wasn't an accident.

We may have been drinking, but it made me happy.

And I saw you happy in my arms too.

I was happy.

So what happened?

Well, I don't know.

Even if I want to, I can't let it happen again.

Well, you and me, we're not done holding hands yet.

Funny idea to want to live here in your condition.

If the elevator breaks down, don't count on me to carry you up the stairs.

I'll stay locked up. It'll be like a vacation.

Speaking of vacations, did you ever meet the Diboko family?

What's that got to do with it?

Nothing.

They had a daughter, Charlotte, I believe?

Yes.

She was a nice kid, I liked her a lot.

That's where they lived until she was 18.

- Then they moved away. - Just after the tragedy?

How did you know about that?

Who are you?

Homicide.

I didn't mean to scare you.

I figured... a double amputee here.

You're investigating the tragedy? Ten years later?

Well, it's about time you woke up!

That poor kid!

There were two of them, I'm sure.

And Keba Ferri's family, who lived on the balcony opposite,

moved out at the same time.

Keba Ferri, you say?

That's him, isn't it?

A name like that for a kid who's skipping school...

I always thought he had something to do with it.

It's weird: is he asleep or dead?

This is your home.

You and me, we live together.

I don't know who I am.

I don't know.

You're a good person.

You're a good person, you're sweet,

you're generous, you're reassuring,

with just the right amount of mystery and surprise.

I'm sorry.

Your perfume,

the smell of your skin,

I recognize it.

You've got some nerve coming to my place.

Don't worry, with my short stature, I'll escape the radar.

Isn't your son here?

It's Wednesday, though.

Okay, you're well-informed.

You're a cop, it's normal.

Yes, I have a son. So what?

Why didn't you tell us?

My private life is none of your business.

Actually, I'm more interested in the father.

He died in a car accident shortly after he was born.

Oh, I'm sorry.

But while we're on the subject of bad memories,

what does the Trioulet projects remind you of?

Keba Ferri,

your next-door neighbor, murdered during the burglary?

You knew him, but you lied to me.

I had nothing to do with his death.

Even if...

we did know each other a long time ago.

We'd bump into each other in the projects, sometimes smoked together.

Is that all?

What happens next? Quick! What a cliffhanger! I'm hooked.

A few months ago, he tracked me down.

He'd learned that I worked for an insurance company,

and demanded that I give him information for his robberies.

Was Keba Ferri one of the two men who raped you?

I don't know, it happened in the dark.

Do you enjoy stirring up this story?

What's my adolescence got to do with it?

Let's just say it would shed some light on this story,

and it'd help me understand why you're lying and manipulating me.

Incidentally, it would help me catch a few crooks.

And if, on top of that, I could find one of my men before he died,

that would be the jackpot.

Does Lieutenant Borel ring a bell?

You know where he is, don't you?

You feel powerless,

so you suspect me. Is that it?

You should change your costume.

Make an effort, you'll see how good it feels.

It's taken me too long to rebuild my life.

Don't try to soften me up, you won't succeed.

They say I'm also emotionally handicapped.

Yes.

And what conclusion do you draw from this?

That I'm touching a truth.

No matter what she says, she's closely involved with this gang.

Charlotte would have killed Keba to avenge her rape?

Maybe she's more cruel and wicked than you imagined.

Do you still want me to wear my Sunday smile?

More than ever.

All right, I'll meet you at the office.

Where are you going?

I have to go and work for a bit.

You didn't lie to me, did you?

About you and me?

It's going to be okay.

Why don't you call? What did you find out?

They mentioned a Charlotte, Charlotte Diboko.

Never heard of her.

What did they say about her?

They suspect she knows something, they want to question her.

Okay.

Keep going and don't forget you've got blood on your hands.

We're stalling!

Even if you're right, you won't get Charlotte to talk.

We've got to find another way to free Borel.

We've been round all the fences: no trace of these guys

or their loot. They're like ghosts.

And there aren't enough of us.

What?

How's Legrand?

Is he back in his pretty slippers?

Please don't do that again.

I've been thinking.

We can't leave him like this.

He'll start hoping again and...

And what?

We're not doing him a favor.

It's so much healthier and simpler to tell him the truth.

Aimé, sorry, she loves me.

Lucie and I belong together.

What?

You were a mistake, a fling.

We never said that, in the first place,

and it's not a mistake.

So I'm the mistake?

But I didn't say that either.

At least I make you laugh.

I want to be part of the investigation,

I want to be useful.

If I stay at home all day like an old man in convalescence, I'll shrivel up.

If I work with you,

I'm sure it'll help me get my memory back.

Please.

Okay.

We've got a gang of burglars who prey on the wealthiest villas in Marseille.

- He's an idiot. - Cheers!

They stole everything in the car.

But you know how it is, the cops aren't interested in pickpocketing.

Can you give me the name of one of your coworkers,

who I could speak to personally?

What do you give me?

We've got a lead, Charlotte Diboko, somehow involved.

She grew up in the same projects as Keba Ferri, the guy you and Borel followed.

At least open the shutters so I can see daylight.

What the hell has gotten into you, Legrand?

Do you realize that Borel is in their hands right now?

Risking his life at every turn?

Wait, I'll help you.

Go ahead.

How's it going?

Stunia said relax.

No stress, remember?

Yes, I remember.

She also said that a shock made him lose his memory, right?

Maybe another shock will bring it back.

Crap!

What's he talking about?

- Nothing at all. - If he asks, after all.

Now we've got to clear the air!

Or let him punch me in the face, I don't give a shit, we'll start fresh.

Stop, that's it!

Start fresh? He's dying to do so.

We've got a lead on the hoodlums' hideout.

A farm on the Col de la Gineste.

Let's go!

I want two teams with me, come on!

You're coming, you wanted to take part, didn't you?

There's no one here.

- The house is empty. - Search everywhere!

They must have left some trace of their presence!

Notify the scientifi team, come on!

Over here!

The coffee's still warm.

Borel's alive,

that's where they hid him.

What's the proof?

Who else but him could have sent us the message?

They found out and that's what made them run.

- He's the one who sent it. - He's still alive.

Right now, I've only got one regret,

I can't stand on my own two feet and punch you in the face!

You definitely have a thing for fighting.

Stunia wants to see us.

Where are you going?

Self-defense classes.

Because I've got a feeling there's quite a bit of bad blood between us.

I'll find out soon enough.

Legrand will be back.

As he said, he can't do without us.

I'm going to request a ballistics report.

Keba died from a 7.65-caliber bullet

fired from a small automatic pistol.

A small Walter PPK-type handgun.

Often used by women.

Obviously, you're thinking of Charlotte.

You have to admit that the clues are closing in on her.

You were right.

We have to give her her new identity.

It's the only way to get the wolves out of the woods.

- So, you're changing your mind. - Yes.

If the second rapist is also part of the gang,

she's bound to act out her revenge again.

What happened?

I thought you could tell me.

Someone ratted us out and I hear the cops are interested in you.

Who told you that?

Did they question you or not?

Of course they did.

I took care of the insurance on the villas.

But that's fine.

They're picking on me and you've got a free hand.

If you don't believe me, I won't be able to go on, Driss.

I need you.

- Richard needs you, but... - But what?

If we don't trust each other, I'd rather leave.

You know very well that I trust you.

The proof is, I gave you my consent for Keba to be killed.

I'll never let you go.

Tell me it's because you love me,

not because you need me.

It's because I love you.

You're not lying, right?

Why would I?

Because you're still mad at me.

It's in the past, I've forgiven you.

You were young and stupid back then.

Besides, I need you too.

My money?

Not just that.

Why do you drive me crazy?

Why did you lie to me?

I know Borel's alive, I want to see him.

Stop fucking with me.

I'm not your puppet, okay?

Why did you make me think I killed him?

For your own good, bro.

Suppose I didn't, where would you be right now?

Back with your enemies, the cops.

I had to find something so you wouldn't doubt you were one of us.

I had no choice. Why don't you say thank you?

I have no reason to believe you anymore.

You think you're a real cop and I used your amnesia

to turn you into an undercover?

It would be a topsy-turvy world.

Does it make you dizzy?

How can I believe a guy like you?

You can't.

Cain will have fewer qualms.

A good cop who plays a double game

and warns us so he can escape,

you're up to your neck in it, Aimé.

Especially since you're supposed to have killed your coworker.

Your coworker, your problem.

So now you're really going to do it.

Fuck, Aimé...

If you want to live, help me.

Tell me exactly what happened.

We were following that guy. We entered the villa without any cover.

You wanted to get back at Cain and Lucie by catching them red-handed.

Why?

Because you were angry at them, you had just found out.

Found out what?

Sorry, I'm not a killer.

In that case...

No, no, no!

What now?

Are you okay?

Yes, I'm fine.

You're right.

We're going to fuck these fucking cops.

Cain won't take it to heaven.

You can trust me.

You got no choice.

Because if you betray me, Borel really goes down.

What'd I tell you? He misses us already.

Is this what you expected?

At least I won't have any more frustration.

And now we both know why.

No, sorry, all three of us.

I think you'll accept my resignation.

That way, the next time you sleep together, you won't feel so guilty.

At least you got your memory back.

Please don't do this.

- At least give me a chance to explain. - There's nothing to explain.

You've made a fool of me with your pretenses.

You belong together.

You have my blessing.

Legrand, stay! Legrand!

We're not children, okay?

Our love affairs have no place in our work.

We've got a lot of explaining to do, but that's no reason to do it.

Okay, I'll give you a reason.

I'm an accomplice of the gang of robbers.

They used my amnesia to make me believe I was one of them, and I fell for it.

What?

The empty safe house, the botched raid, it was all me.

I sent them a text to let them know.

I'm not proud of it.

But I don't give a shit what you think anymore.

I would never betray you the way you did.

I'm not holding you back because of feelings,

but because you're responsible for where Borel is.

That's really disgusting.

Maybe, but you've got to help us get him out of it.

You're the only one who knows where he is.

And what do you think I was going to do?

I want us to do it together.

Okay, we release him.

But once it's done, I'm not staying here another minute.

I'm the one who decides how fast the minutes go by.

Since we're acting like real cops again,

let's take the time to prepare the operation properly.

We're going to save Borel,

but also arrest the gang and convict Charlotte.

That gives me time to pack.

Smile, Lucie.

Being loved by two people, I envy you.

Always your sense of humor.

You can't help it, right?

If I can't comfort you, at least I'm fueling your anger at me.

Anger's always better than depression.

I'm gonna go give her papers to Charlotte.

What the hell are you doing?

You were right.

What are you talking about?

My lightness, my inconsistency.

I'm too wise, too predictable.

Lucie craved adventure, spice,

the unknown.

In a manner of speaking because your father is far from being a stranger.

It's what you've been waiting for, isn't it?

Lucie and Fred sleeping together again.

He's always been her Prince Charming.

And I, madame's valet.

No. Lucie has always been true to you.

But not with her, then.

Relax,

you've been asking for protection for so long,

tonight it's me.

You never led me to believe you.

We're going to celebrate some big news.

I got your new identity from the judge.

But you know the trade-off.

It's not like you to trust me.

I could lie to you.

No.

We both know your real motive is revenge.

Is it?

So you've become an accomplice to a criminal.

All I'm interested in is that you fulfill your part of the contract.

Information about your friends' next robberies.

Whatever my motives?

That I'm a victim?

That I've been slashed?

That I want to save my son? None of that matters?

Passport,

identity card, driving license and even social security card.

From now on, your name is Elisabeth Télis.

Is that the name you wanted?

They asked me about the villa of an OM player

who left to play in Portugal yesterday.

To Elisabeth Télis!

How nice of you to come and see your father.

I've seen Aimé, I've just seen Lucie.

I had to tell the truth. It's all my fault.

I did everything I could to push you and Lucie together.

What are you talking about?

Bowling night, your date night.

I'd arranged it with the boss.

There's no point in holding a grudge now.

And as Lucie would say, the damage is done.

Prove it.

If you really love her, you have to fight for her, or against her.

You're her modern-day knight in shining armor.

Yes, I am.

I'm a modern-day knight in shining armor.

Lucie and I had found a balance.

I broke it, I was wrong.

And now I think I've lost her for good.

It's our karma.

Karma.

Karma sucks.

You and I, at first, it wasn't a sure thing.

You put away the only person that meant anything to me.

I'm happy to have a daughter like you.

Yeah, but don't overdo it.

I'm not used to it.

The Villa Sigurd in Cassis.

The robbery will take place tomorrow at 8 AM.,

just before the employees arrive.

Perfect.

We'll form two teams and rescue Borel at the same time.

I also want to keep an eye on Charlotte. We can't let her get away.

There aren't enough of us, I'm not taking any chances with these guys.

Stunia called me, she knows we're short-staffed.

She wants to give us a hand.

It's important to her.

Borel is family.

Okay, but she's not going to put herself in danger.

Okay. I'll give her a simple mission.

Just hide in front of Charlotte's.

Aimé, I...

I care about you, you know?

No, don't say anything.

If it wasn't for Borel, I wouldn't even be here.

Tomorrow, at dawn.

Team 1 in place in front of the villa.

Team 2 in place.

Team 3 in place.

They leave the nest.

We're ready.

What about you, Stunia?

Elizabeth?

Elizabeth?

Elizabeth?

Nothing.

Nothing's happening.

Not even Charlotte's kid going off to school?

No, not even that.

- Shall we go? - No, patience, Legrand.

You're not 10 minutes away from going fishing, are you?

We'll wait until Lucie has a visual on them.

They're coming, let's cut the communication.

Everyone knows what they have to do.

Okay, let's go, let's go!

Let them in, wait for them at the exit.

- Don't cheat! - I'm not cheating.

Play because...

Look.

Okay.

- Go on. - Let's go!

No, Borel!

It's okay! You should thank Legrand.

Where he is?

Maybe already fishing.

Don't shoot!

- Who the hell are you? - Don't shoot, I'll explain everything!

You're under arrest for breaking and entering,

armed robbery, unlawful confinement of a law enforcement officer,

suspicion of murder,

and extortion.

I'm a doctor.

Oh, okay.

You work with Captain Cain?

Aren't you a bit out of line when it comes to procedure?

I'm not sure your justice system will appreciate that.

Well done.

But there's a problem. Charlotte just called me.

Stunia thought she was doing the right thing, but she tripped up and broke into her house.

You've got to be kidding me!

Now, in the eyes of the judges, Charlotte will look like a heroine

who took huge risks to help catch criminals.

And we're going to look like the bad guys who went off the rails.

We can take comfort in the fact that we arrested her tormentor.

That's no consolation at all.

We helped her get justice,

and now she's going to leave right before our eyes with her new papers.

Any news on the loot from their previous robbery?

Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

That the loot is still hidden somewhere?

And that she's waiting to get it so that her revenge is complete.

If we catch her red-handed, we can arrest her.

Exactly.

At least thanks to Sunia, we know she hasn't left her house.

So either the jewels are at her place...

Or she's waiting until she's no longer in our sights to go and get them.

We've got to push her.

I don't fucking believe it!

Are you tracking my phone?

Okay, great.

So what's the game?

The truth game.

Even if it's not pleasant to hear.

The truth is that

you're capable of crushing the lives of others to satisfy yourself.

The truth is that when you seduced Lucie, you knew exactly what you were getting into.

On a minefield, mine.

Lucie and I, it's true I admit, it's sometimes complicated,

- but we were made for each other. - It was obvious.

That's why she threw herself into my arms.

Threw herself?

Backwards, then.

But as I respect Lucie, I took it upon myself to put on a brave face

in front of your cooing. And what's worse,

I managed to persuade myself that Lucie was right.

And I started to like you.

Glad to hear it.

Too bad being liked by you is a curse.

I'll admit I was vain.

I thought Lucie could resist you.

And I wouldn't be surprised if she still loved you.

Did you clear the air?

Feeling better?

I do, thank you.

- Bye, now. - Hey!

You can't get rid of me that easily, Legrand.

I came to talk business.

Legrand...

Nothing stops you, ever.

Never.

We're left with a dead body and a strong suspicion that Charlotte is the killer.

Without you, we won't arrest her.

You're a good cop.

It would only add to your bitterness if you let her go.

I tore up my cop card.

Anyone can tear up a piece of paper.

Giving up your vocation...

And don't think I'm thrilled to see you shine in Lucie's eyes again.

Have you come to plead your coroner's case?

I let her go.

Nope.

I've come to confirm that the robbers are behind bars.

And to congratulate you.

Your second rapist was Driss, wasn't it?

You hit two birds with one stone.

Ferri and Driss.

You have no proof I killed Ferri.

The only thing I know is that I'll finally be able to live a normal life.

Without feeling scared.

That's true.

And I've come to rejoice with you in your ingenuity.

Because the truth is, you hit three birds with one stone.

With their lovely war chest

that you stole to finish off your old age.

Always dreaming up hypotheses that sound like you.

What do you mean? Truncated, lame, seated?

So, where are these jewels?

- Richard! Nice to meet you! - Hi, sir.

I've still got 10 minutes before I have to get back to school.

- Do we have time to play? - Yes, good idea.

- Treasure hunt? - Okay.

But I'm gonna win. I know all the hiding places in the house.

We'll see about that.

Let's say you're the treasure and I've got to find you.

I'll count to 10.

One, two, three...

Richard?

Richard?

Found you!

You made me walk a lot.

You can't walk.

Come on, Richard.

Time to go to school.

Work hard, honey.

You were right.

I've lost.

I was completely delirious.

All that was missing was the traitor.

I'm innocent!

You and your pal, Driss, took good advantage of me.

You made me look like a bad guy by taking advantage of my amnesia!

- I had no idea! - Really?

Because I think it was your idea.

You're the manipulator.

Besides, Driss was suspicious.

He'd have done better to get rid of you.

You were his accomplice, but you betrayed them.

You'll pay for him.

What the hell are you talking about?

- You've ruined my life! - Don't make things worse for yourself, Legrand.

Put the gun down and I'll help you in court.

I've got nothing left to lose.

I want my piece of the pie.

Where have you stashed your loot?

You said it yourself, I gave it to them.

- I'm not their accomplice! - Cut the bullshit, will you?

It's not working!

- Tie him up. - No, Charlotte, don't do this.

Don't do this. You're innocent, I believe you!

You'll ruin everything.

If you become his accomplice, there's nothing more I can do for you.

Legrand,

be reasonable,

put the gun down.

Put the gun down.

It's just the two of us now.

Okay, we'll take my car.

It's your turn.

Damn, that motherfucker hurt me.

The cops have already been all over this place.

Don't mess with me.

Legrand, I'm sorry about what happened to you.

Driss presented me with a fait accompli.

Move along.

Come on, move!

Where are you taking me?

I've told you.

Where no one would think to look.

- Keep moving. - Borel's cell.

He's got to get her to confess.

We'll wait.

I can't let you leave with the jewels.

- They're mine. - We've got her.

Everything I did,

I did for my son.

It took me years to look at myself without shame and fear.

Then they came back.

It was either them or me.

Now it's me or you.

You men

will always be a threat.

Did you cross off death threats on a law enforcement officer?

Yeah, she lowered her weapon before you arrived.

She could have shot me, but she didn't.

She's not a bad person.

We'll testify on her behalf.

The judges will see that you were right, as always.

Charlotte is a victim.

With what she's been through, it's as if she's already served her time.

Are we entitled to extenuating circumstances too?

We're all right.

Dude, any more and I'd steal your chair.

I'm laughing, but it doesn't change anything.

We'll talk about it later.

And we'll beat each other up.

Just like we planned.

Yeah.