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Wow!

This is cool!

- You like it? - Yes.

I love it, it's beautiful!

- It's like being in heaven. - Yes.

And it's not cold.

It's really beautiful...

What the...?

THE INACCESSIBLE STAR

So, what do you think?

Very nice, sweetie. Very nice.

Is it not too...?

Oh, do you think so?

Look at me.

Are you wearing makeup?

I'm going to a party, not school.

It's not too much.

I didn't say that, it's just...

Well, OK.

So Jeanne's mom will pick you up at 11?

We said midnight.

I didn't say midnight.

You have school tomorrow. 11.

My first class is at 3 pm.

What is it, sweetie?

You hate going out. What's happening?

What are you, investigating me?

Should I call my lawyer?

- Yes, Paul. - Mom...

- Yes? - My first class is at 3 pm.

- OK. - Can I come back at midnight?

- OK, OK. - Thanks.

Go ahead. Listen...

OK, Paul. I'm coming.

OK, see you. Alice!

- Hello. - Hi.

So?

You're too late, as usual.

Well, what a good start.

Tell me about the victim.

He didn't wish to talk.

Paul, please. It's late, it's cold, I'm tired.

Stéphane Rousseau, an astronomy amateur.

We frequented the observatory.

That's all I know.

- The man in charge is coming. - OK.

- Where is Erwan? - At the crime scene.

- Where? - That way.

OK, thanks.

- Good evening. - Hi, Chief.

- Are these the rooms? - It's an observatory hotel.

This couple had reserved a bubble

and a man died right in front of their eyes.

- Good evening. - Hello, Chief.

Right on the artery.

There is no trace of a crime weapon.

The area is being searched.

There's another blow.

It's turning blue.

He received it while the blood was still circulating.

- Did you notice anything? - No, nothing.

OK, it's late. Let the experts work.

We'll meet at the office early tomorrow.

- Good night, Erwan. - Good night.

I came as soon as I got your message.

- This is terrible. - Yes.

- Did he work here? - Stéphane is... was an artisan.

He repaired wind instruments.

- How did you meet him? - He was an amateur astronomer

and part of the club we have at the castle.

I'm the honorary president.

Are you an astronomer?

An astrophysicist. I'm both, really.

I do research,

and I teach at the Science Faculty in Montpellier.

Did Stéphane come here often?

Yes. He was passionate about astronomy.

The equipment here is of much higher quality

than what normal people can afford.

Stéphane loved to photograph stars and planets.

Professor Rosenberg,

could anyone have anything against him?

I don't see why. Everyone liked him.

12:15 am! I can't believe it.

What are you doing?

Riding a pony. Can't you see?

I'm waiting for Alice.

We said 11 pm. It's 12:15 and she's not here yet.

- What are you doing? - Playing golf.

I love you, boy.

- Why aren't you asleep? - I was hungry.

Again? You eat so much, I can't believe it.

Sweetie...

Good night.

She didn't even look at us.

You have to understand. She's in love.

- What are you saying? - It's true.

I saw her at school with a guy from the BTS.

Believe me, it's serious.

She would have told me if it were serious.

- From the BTS? - Yeah.

STALENES...

The paint is fresh.

Excuse me. Thanks, Séverine.

Whoever did this didn't have time to finish.

There were others like this last week.

Why the insults?

You're a club.

- You don't hurt anyone. - Of course not.

- How do you explain this? - I don't know.

What's your job here?

I'm in charge of the hotel. I welcome guests

and serve as a guide to watch the stars.

We need to interrogate the people who slept here.

Please help Séverine.

Thank you.

Erwan is calling us.

What if I told you that Alice is very much in love?

What are you saying? She's always studying.

- So she hasn't told you. - Does she tell you things?

Of course she does. Often.

Well, sometimes.

- Not this time. Well... later. - Yeah, OK.

So?

Look. It's the victim's blood.

She was hit with this.

We found it right there.

There are traces of blood and fighting here.

Look, she's going to squat.

She's going to make a curl in her hair.

Now she'll place a finger on her mouth.

You see? Look.

Marchal, instead of giggling,

could you offer me a hypothesis? I'm listening.

Yes, with pleasure, Chief.

I think the graffiti person was surprised by the victim

and tried to keep him from giving the alert.

So he knocked him out.

Unfortunately, he got the temporal artery.

But the blow was not immediately fatal.

Mr. Rousseau got up

and crawled over there.

Unfortunately, he died of a hemorrhage.

Yes, that could be it.

But how could someone kill for a graffiti?

Right. Maybe the guy is himself stale.

Excuse me.

- It's Franck. - What does he want?

He finished the autopsy. I have to go.

Erwan, go check the security post of this site,

see who went through there.

Alright.

- Can I come with you? - No.

Don't you have to check on anything today?

- No. - Huh, Captain?

I don't see what you're talking about.

Go interrogate the victim's family with Camille.

Yes, Chief...

Hello, ma'am.

National police. Captain Marchal.

- Lieutenant Barbier. - Hello.

Hello. Mrs. Rousseau?

Caroline, Stéphane's daughter.

- I was told you'd come. - Our condolences.

My mother is up there with Oscar.

My son. He was very close to his grandfather.

My dad helped him to withstand his illness.

What illness?

Oscar has a rare illness.

He can't be directly exposed to sunlight.

- Please follow me. - Sure.

He spent his childhood locked up at the house.

My father shared his passion for astronomy with him.

He couldn't enjoy the sun, so he enjoyed the stars.

Had your grandfather been into stars for a long time?

Ever since I was little.

I think it was partly because of me.

I could only go out freely

at night, without being all covered.

Did you watch stars together?

He taught me all the constellations.

Did you see our photos?

They're beautiful.

You were lucky to have a grandfather like that.

He had a book that explained the planets, the stars...

We could spend hours talking about that.

Dreaming.

You know a lot about astronomy.

Not as much as he did, but...

He became determined about his planet.

His planet?

Yes. He dreamed of discovering a planet.

Unfortunately, Stéphane will never see that happen.

- Captain Marchal. - Lieutenant Barbier.

I hope you find the guy who killed him.

We'll do our very best.

Stéphane adored his grandson. His love was unconditional.

- Please, sit down. - Thank you.

Ma'am, it seems like Stéphane was in a fight before he died.

That surprises me.

Stéphane was very peaceful.

He never would've hit anyone.

Unless it was for self defense?

But against who?

We had a peaceful life.

At what time did he go out?

At around 6 pm.

Was that normal?

Oh yes.

After work, he would go meet his friends

at the Astronomy Club, where he took photos of stars.

He spent all his time there, when he was not with Oscar.

Could we visit his studio?

He didn't like people going into his "den."

That doesn't matter anymore, does it?

He was hit on the temporal bone,

the most fragile bone in the skull.

No need to hit hard?

Anyone could have done it.

Man or woman.

The slightest blow could rip the carotid artery,

and, without intervention, this can cause hemorrhage.

He got up to find help.

How long was he unconscious for after the blow?

15 minutes at most.

What is this?

A bruise.

Oh, are you sure...?

- Sorry. - I meant the shape.

It was caused by a fist blow or a very hard slap.

Keep me posted.

- Of course. - Thanks.

"A bruise!" What an idiot!

So?

The cameras of the observatory

don't show anything strange.

Did you interrogate the occupants of the dome?

The graffiti was not there when they left at around 6:30 pm.

According to the other guests,

the victim hit their bubble

towards 7:30 pm.

The graffiti person might have been there then.

Marchal's hypothesis is good.

Don't get too excited,

OK, Erwan?

They check all the bags.

They never would have let anyone bring spray paint in.

He must have used another access.

Wow!

This was my husband's whole life.

Is this where he repaired musical instruments?

- Yes - I see.

That was the star section.

He made that ceiling for Oscar.

Wow!

He cared about all this more than anything.

Nobody was allowed to enter.

Not even me.

But...

I see no telescopes, though.

Strange, huh?

Everything disappeared.

- What was here? - Cameras and instruments.

It's all gone.

It wasn't a robbery. Nobody broke in.

Could he have sold it all without telling his wife?

We know nothing about their relationship...

Astronomy was his whole life, everyone agrees on that.

Why would he have done that?

What if it wasn't him?

Who else?

I don't know,

but his wife didn't seem to share his passion.

Honestly, Paul,

I don't think she sold his equipment after his death,

much less while he was still living.

Couple crisis.

Being left for a hobby

is just like being left for another woman.

Did we check her alibi?

Camille is on it, yes.

I have something to show you.

I think I found our artist.

There.

Do you recognize the girl?

Sybille Renaudin, the guide of the observatory.

He's the graffiti man or his accomplice,

and she had the paint in her bag.

She works there 3 times a week.

The guards don't search her.

Good. Call her in.

But first, we need to know

if they meant to attack the victim or someone else.

I'll go see François Legrand, Rousseau's best friend.

- You never know. - Great.

Ask Éric to check all of Rousseau's accounts

and to inventory everything that disappeared.

- Yes, Chief. - Thank you.

Mr. Legrand?

- Hello. - Captain Marchal.

- Thanks for receiving me. - Of course.

I'd do anything to help.

- 15 years of friendship... - I know.

- What are they doing? - It's a teenagers' class.

Stéphane used to be in charge and he loved it.

People from 8 to 88 can observe the sky.

Stéphane said,

"At first, you don't get it, and then it's a torrent."

That's good.

What are they watching now?

- It's cloudy. - That doesn't matter.

We can still observe stars, and even some planets.

Venus and Mercury are more fascinating by day.

I see.

- Are you an astronomer? - Just a cultured amateur.

I'm a Math Professor and volunteer whenever I can.

Mr. Rousseau's equipment disappeared. Did he sell it?

Sell it?

He saved for years in order to get it.

Maybe he needed money.

That's possible.

He had been worried about that for some time.

Why?

I asked him, but he didn't answer.

So I didn't insist.

Who were those insulting graffiti aimed at?

That... I don't know.

I think you must have some idea.

Maybe at President Rosenberg.

- Really? - Yes.

Many people didn't like the fact that...

he turned this center into some astronomical theme park.

Yes, I understand.

Thank you, Mr. Legrand.

- Goodbye. - Bye.

Mr. Rousseau must have caught your friend

writing insults against the observatory.

Maybe he died because of it.

So I suggest you give me his name.

OK, Miss Renaudin.

As of today at 1:03 pm, you will remain arrested

for complicity in a murder.

- Officer... - Jérôme didn't do it.

Excuse me.

Jérôme?

Does this Jérôme have a last name?

Jérôme Blondin. He's my boyfriend.

We live together. He wouldn't hurt anyone.

But he doesn't mind vandalizing public spaces.

Who was that "staleness" for?

President Rosenberg.

Excuse me.

Yes, Paul?

Yes. I know who those insults were meant for.

Me too.

And our graffiti man is Jérôme Blondin.

Who lives in...?

The residence in front of the Science Faculty.

The residence in front of the Science Faculty.

- Can you go search the place? - Sure. By myself?

Take a neighbor as witness.

- OK. - Thanks, Paul.

Is Jérôme a student?

We just got our Master

and are starting a PhD in astrophysics.

Oh, I see.

Is Rosenberg your teacher?

Yes.

Why would 2 young and bright students insult their teacher?

He looks like a respectable scientist,

but he's a dirty old man.

I can't even tell what these receipts are for.

Well, look. There's also this.

Yes. Alpy Spectrograph.

Do you know what it is?

Well, no.

Maybe I can help.

I don't know as much as my grandpa,

but I know more than you.

That's for sure.

Jérôme Blondin?

- Yes? - National police.

- Can you follow me? - Why?

You know why.

- Is this about the graffiti? - That's right.

And about the murder at the observatory.

Come on, let's go.

Look what I found at Blondin's.

A plane ticket to Moscow.

And this.

You love doing that.

Read this email, if you can still read English.

I was better than you.

Sadly, he didn't get

the internship at a Moscow Research Center.

He lost his internship.

What time is it over there? 5:30 pm.

- I'll call them. - I already did that.

The victim's niece studied in Moscow.

And?

Céline Rousseau.

This family has an astronomy virus.

So...?

No. I don't think so.

You don't kill someone for an internship.

- It's not possible. - But it is.

If it's your passion,

if it's what you live for...

No, it's not possible...

Interrogation room

I swear I didn't know

who'd gotten the internship.

Rosenberg supported her application, not yours.

That's why you hated the victim.

You don't understand.

Do you know how many French astrophysicists there are?

About 10,000.

And how many research posts?

Between 10 and 20.

Competition's tough.

I want to be a researcher at the CNRS.

I need internships abroad to get a chance at that.

You hated him for having supported Rousseau's niece.

- Thus the graffiti. - Yes.

Aimed at Rosenberg.

Rousseau caught you.

You started to fight, he died accidentally.

It's called involuntary homicide.

Not at all!

I've never been in a fight.

He did see me, but...

What time was it?

About 6:45 pm.

I saw him...

He was waiting for someone.

- What did you do? - I left.

A friend picked me up and took me to Montpellier.

We'll verify all that.

You're right. Valuable objects disappeared.

What exactly?

The telescope is gone,

the CCD Atik camera,

his H-Alpha filter,

and his Alpy Spectrograph.

What does it all mean?

It's all the equipment we attach to telescopes

in order to photograph the sky and planets.

Where would you sell all that?

Marciano's.

He specializes in selling low-price equipment.

Don't even go there.

It was all sold for 5000 euros.

How do you know?

I'm the one who sold dad's equipment.

4,612 euros, exactly.

What did you need the money for?

A research team in the US

might have found a treatment for kids like Oscar.

It's not guaranteed,

but there's an experimental protocol and I hoped...

Don't we have an equivalent?

No. It's a very rare illness.

Labs in France don't invest in any of that.

How much did you need?

20,000 euros.

That's quite a sum.

I wanted to request a loan.

I told my father about it, but he told me not to.

Why?

He said I'd go bankrupt for no reason,

that it was just a dream,

that there was no miracle remedy.

He was afraid Oscar might be holding on

to false hopes for a cure.

Everything that happened was my fault.

What did you do, Caroline?

The bank refused my request...

so I stole money from my office.

My boss soon noticed

and threatened to turn me in if I didn't give it all back.

But I had already spent most of it.

On the airplane ticket and the down payment...

for hospital expenses.

Did you tell your father?

I told him everything.

He told me we would pay back.

He told me to sell all his equipment.

I didn't want to...

but he convinced me that it was the best solution.

Did your mom know?

No. We didn't want to tell her.

Who will take care of Oscar if I go to prison?

You know, he...

He'll get worse, and I...

Caroline.

We'll try to prevent that.

There's something else.

My father told me not to worry.

He said he'd soon buy new equipment,

and that we'd take Oscar to the US.

He thought he'd get the money.

- Did he say how? - No.

- Can I ask you something? - Yes.

What's this thing about Mr. Neat?

- What? - Mr. Neat.

We sometimes call you like that

just for fun.

- Why? - Well...

You're always...

- What? - Kind, reasonable...

Just "neat"!

- You see? - No.

Even with suspects...

You almost excuse yourself. You're calm and polite.

Isn't it normal to be polite?

Erwan, I'm not judging you.

- But you're kind of boring. - Oh, really?

We have a potential murderer.

Rousseau had to go see his daughter's boss to pay him.

Imagine the guy had decided to file a complaint.

The consequences would have been dramatic.

It could've gotten out of hand.

- Should I interrogate him? - Yes.

Cédric Perrier. The Saint-Mathieu hardware...

- In Tréviers. - Yes.

- Go with Vernet. - OK.

- See you... - What is it with him?

I don't know.

- Paul, can we talk? - Yes.

- What is it? - About Alice's boyfriend.

Yes, Léa?

Listen, I want to tell you that your sweetie...

No. Oh shit, no!

Oh, no! It's not that.

Oh, shit!

But the guy is your age.

- Or almost. - No way!

Yes. He's in the BTS, so he must be about 20.

Oh, shit! You scared me...

I don't know. Since they're with you,

you could investigate him.

Well, I only have one informant, her brother.

That's incredible.

He's also my informant.

So I can't know more than you do.

What? No, no!

Don't ask me to question her directly.

- Are you a cop or not? - Yes, but...

What's the problem? What do you want to know?

She's mad about him. I want to know it all.

If he's kind, if he takes care of her,

if he's polite, if he showers, his smell,

what his parents do...

Trust him.

As painstaking as she is, he must be pretty nice.

Paul, seriously. She's madly in love.

Shit! That's serious.

- I don't want her to suffer. - Me neither.

But let her live. OK?

If she loves him, he must be a good guy.

Don't you think?

I don't know, Paul. I'm anticipating.

And you have to go now. They're about to get out

and if you're not there, they'll be alone.

They're not in kindergarten.

I know, but they're still kids.

They have to be watched so they get enough sleep...

OK, I'm off!

It's normal for me to worry. I'm their mother.

The door...

When will he get here

so we can tell him what's going on and leave?

Say, Éric...

Do you also think it's fun to call me "Mr. Neat"?

Yeah.

Well, that doesn't bother me in the least.

- I can assume that. - Cool.

I even think it's funny.

Well, great.

It's good to take distance from oneself and others.

Camille and I call you "GI Joe."

"GI Joe"?

Yes, GI Joe.

Isn't it funny?

Yes, hilarious.

Do you know how you could get rid of Mr. Neat?

I'm listening.

Mom was asking me about your boyfriend.

- Really? - I didn't say anything.

I know nothing anyways.

- What is this? - No idea.

Hello.

Hello.

You must be Alice.

Yes.

And you're Thomas.

I'm Élodie.

Paul is letting me stay until I find a place.

Really? He never told us about you.

Really?

We've known each other for a long time.

Great. You've already met.

I forgot to tell you guys.

So, Élodie will stay here for some time

until she finds a place in Montpellier.

You hadn't told us.

Are you friends or...?

- Well, yes. - Yes, we're friends.

Well.

- Fancy a drink? - I'll help you.

Can you guys pick that up?

- This is fishy. - Yeah.

National Police

Any news on Rousseau's accounts?

Just one savings account with 500 euros.

That's not a lot.

How did he think he'd get

20,000 euros to take his grandson for treatment in the US?

Yes. It's strange.

What about Caroline's boss?

He's being interrogated. It will be fun.

- Fun? - Erwan and I talked.

I won't tell you more. Go find out.

OK.

Hello.

I'm Chief Soler. Lieutenant Lebellec.

Hello.

What am I doing here?

We're investigating a murder, Mr. Perrier.

What? What are you saying?

Stéphane Rousseau was killed.

She stole from me and is now accusing me? Nonsense!

I can't pay my suppliers...

You bastard! We know you did it!

You won't get off easily.

Welcome to hell.

Not at all. I didn't kill him.

What's with Erwan?

I have no idea.

Mr. Perrier, why didn't you denounce Caroline?

Well... because I have a heart.

I was touched by her boy's story.

I asked her father to pay back,

and I would forget it.

Demanding that he compensate you with a little extra.

How much more did you ask for?

Mr. Perrier,

confessing will buy you the judge's mercy.

How much?

1000 euros.

Just a little compensation.

He didn't agree.

You went to see him, he didn't have the money,

you got pissed and killed him!

No, it wasn't me.

He did give me the money.

5000 euros in cash.

He didn't make any problems.

I hid it all at my place.

Go check. I'm not lying.

Yes.

We will verify all that.

Don't leave me alone with him.

Where were you the day before yesterday at 7 pm?

Chief? I finished the inventory.

Look at this.

Rosenberg, 23 at 3 pm

Day 23 at 3 pm.

I think he didn't mention that.

They had an appointment on the 23rd.

That's when he told his daughter they'd get the money.

Does Rosenberg have memory problems?

- Should I call him in? - I'll send Marchal.

Thanks, Vernet.

My dear friends,

let me present my newest discovery, RH1,

a planet with 4 suns.

It is located

some 5000 light-years away

and it's about 6 times

the size of the Earth.

- Like Neptune. - Yes.

Imagine what such a planetary system...

such a unique system could teach us...

Bravo. I didn't understand, but it looks fascinating.

"Rosenberg, day 23 at 3 pm." It looks like an appointment.

I was at home, preparing my conference for the club.

- Have a seat. - Can your wife confirm that?

Of course...

So you're saying

you never had an appointment with Stéphane Rousseau.

I don't know.

Maybe Stéphane had something to tell me

and meant to call me on that day.

But he didn't.

Not convincing, Mr. Rosenberg.

It's Professor Rosenberg.

"Professor..."

You're hiding something. I'll find out what it is.

And then I'll come back to see you.

I will be right here, Mr. Marchal.

It's Captain Marchal.

Captain.

5000 euros exactly, hidden exactly where Perrier told us.

OK, good. He told the truth.

We must find out why Rousseau thought he'd get the money

to take Oscar to the US.

He had no hidden account, no life insurance...

I have an idea.

The stars, Rousseau's passion, could be a motive.

I don't understand.

Maybe Rosenberg didn't discover that new planet.

Maybe Rousseau did.

Go on, but I doubt that.

We know Rosenberg is unscrupulous

and loves recognition.

We know Rousseau needed money.

So he sold him his discovery for 25,000 euros.

In order to get his equipment back and take Oscar

to the US.

And Rosenberg killed him to protect their secret?

No.

That doesn't work.

An amateur who discovers

a planet with his small telescope, just like that?

It's happened before. I checked.

OK.

How will you prove your theory?

I have a secret weapon.

- Do you trust me? - Not really.

- But... - Go ahead.

Mr. Legrand, I'm certain that Rousseau's death

is tied to his observations.

I collected all his files, but...

You don't understand a thing.

Exactly.

We need to be quick in deciphering all this.

- Will you help us? - Of course.

What are you looking for?

You went to Rosenberg's conference.

I think it was Rousseau who discovered RH1.

No, that's impossible.

I would have been the first to know.

- Can we go to my office? - Of course.

Where is Soler?

With her daughter somewhere.

There was a skin fragment under Stéphane's nail.

- I sent it to the lab. - Great.

Perrier's alibi is real.

He was with his accountant at the time of the murder.

- Perrier is innocent. - OK.

Any news from Rosenberg?

Marchal is into him. He won't let him escape.

Sorry, sweetie, I was busy.

A week is a long time for you to be away.

Go ahead, what is it? You want to know about Adrien.

Adrien...?

Adrien! Your boyfriend! What a nice name.

What do you want to know?

Everything.

Is he kind to you? Is he polite?

- Everything. - Yes... and yes.

He also has a sense of humor.

- Fortunately. - Of course.

He's great. I love him.

Wonderful!

But be careful. You just met him.

He's cute, funny, smart,

kind, respectful,

and he likes me. Isn't that enough?

And you're in love with him.

That's normal. Love is wonderful at first.

But don't let your guard down. You never know.

- Let's not discuss this. - Why not?

You're stressed out, you mistrust people,

you imagine the worst.

Not at all. What are you talking about?

I talked about it with Élodie. She's not like you.

At least she's cool.

And she's an adult.

Élodie?

I don't know Élodie.

She's living at dad's place.

A woman is living at your dad's?

OK.

OK.

I can understand following one's passion like this.

It's beautiful, look.

Did you see it?

It's all dedicated to Oscar.

Is Captain Marchal not here?

He's coming. Why? Did you find anything?

He's right, it's all here. All the data.

Times, dates, reports.

Stéphane did discover planet RH1.

I must ask you to open your mouth.

Is this a joke?

- We found the murderer's DNA. - How does that concern me?

I'm just following orders.

You cops are crazy.

This will allow us to compare samples.

Shall we? Open your mouth.

Are there any doubts left here?

No, none.

I still can't believe it.

I don't understand why he didn't tell you.

Maybe he wanted to tell the professor first

to... I don't know, make sure it was valid?

Right.

Thanks, Éric.

So Stéphane Rousseau discovered RH1.

You're stupid and ignorant.

It's impossible for an amateur to make such a discovery.

That's funny

because I did my research

and I read that it's happened many times before.

I don't feel like reading any of that Internet garbage.

You'd better explain what happened,

because we'll have proof in a few hours.

Think about it, Mr. Rosenberg.

We're talking about years in jail, no less.

Oscar's state was deteriorating.

Rousseau saw that if Caroline had dared to steal money

it was because Oscar's case was urgent.

She needed the money to go to the US.

So he offered Rosenberg to sell him his planet.

Yes.

So? I'm listening.

When Stéphane came to me with this sublime planet,

I thought it was a joke,

but I verified everything and it was correct.

He told me he didn't want to be famous.

He just needed 25,000 euros.

We made a deal.

That's why you helped his niece too.

The graffiti was from the guy who had won the internship.

He was right. It was totally unfair.

But... who cares?

Your career would be relaunched,

you'd be famous. And fearing he might one day tell,

you killed him in cold blood.

No. That's not how it was.

I'd given him the money and he attacked me.

All he cared about was his grandson.

What did you promise him?

To name the planet after the boy: Oscar.

But he saw I wouldn't do it.

He went mad and jumped on me calling me a robber.

He was stronger than me, you know?

And he was mad.

He might have killed me.

He threatened to reveal the truth.

You got into a fight, but since he had you nailed,

you grabbed the first thing...

A rock.

A rock...

And you hit him.

I just wanted him to let go of me.

It's a relief to finally know what happened.

It's important to Oscar.

He's proud of his grandpa.

Your ex-boss will be judged for blackmail and abuse.

As for you, the judge will consider the circumstances.

- Oscar will stay with you. - Thanks, Chief.

- What about your trip? - We're getting ready.

Oscar will get the new treatment.

I'm happy for you.

I knew he had found it.

I knew it.

My grandfather was so cool.

He didn't dare to talk about it, out of shyness.

His friend François didn't believe.

I would have liked to see his face when he saw...

You believed in him.

Yes.

And you found his murderer.

Thanks.

I didn't do it alone.

You helped me a little.

Léa! Léa!

So?

What did you find on Alice's friend?

You should know more than I do.

She told everything to Candy... No, Élodie, your housemate.

Élodie is a friend. She's looking for a place to move.

It's good for Alice to have an adult

she can talk with.

An adult she can talk with...?

Are you trying to say

that I'm incapable of talking to my daughter?

No. I didn't say that.

The guy seems to be cool.

He's a serious kid. He even founded a journalism club.

I think it's crazy

that she trusts a stranger more than me.

- Isn't is crazy, Paul? - No.

Mother-daughter communication is often complicated.

At least I think so.

But I'm a cool mom.

I'm open. I'm not a pain in the neck.

Am I, Paul?

Seriously. Am I a pain in the neck?

- You're not, but... - What?

Tell me! I'm listening.

You can tell me anything.

Paul! You're the problem!

You refuse to communicate.

That's so obvious.

No, no. I am not a pain in the neck...

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