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1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8

and 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 and 8.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8

and 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8

and boom!

Again, boom.

Very good.

That's good, keep going.

Until a new Colonel is nominated,

Colonel Pierre Soler

will be commanding the brigade

for six months. - It's great to be here.

This is the best end to my career,

with my daughter, because...

OK, any questions?

Good, then back to work.

And isn't Paul here?

He's at a murder scene. I need to join him.

OK, who's driving?

No, Dad, I mean Colonel, I can handle it.

I know, but this one's for me.

It's the best way of checking out the team.

Captain Sabine Mauriac.

Lieutenant Erwan Lebellec.

- Right? - Yes.

Good work.

Thanks, Colonel.

He's the first colonel to remember my first name.

If I'm right,

Major Soler is working with her ex-husband

and now with her father, who, logically,

is Captain Marchal's ex-father-in-law, right?

Yes, that's right.

I didn't realize,

but we really are a family here.

The victim?

Alexander Williams, 45, dancer and choreographer.

He was a prestigious guest,

in residence here for the last two weeks.

He was due to headline the opening

of the dance festival.

Had you met?

No, Alice knows about him.

She wanted seats, but it was sold out.

Hello.

The body's warm.

- So he died... - Under two hours ago.

The weapon?

A stool, from the set.

It has blood on it.

Any witnesses?

Everyone here heard a scream.

No one saw a thing.

The Agora's closed at this time, right?

Block all the exits.

Yes, thank you, Colonel.

Anything else?

There's CCTV.

Send it to Erwan.

- Yes, Major. - Thanks, Inès.

Welcome, Colonel.

Thank you, Lieutenant Zaïdi. Thanks.

Alexander was inspired by everything.

Even medicine.

I'm Captain Marchal, from the National Gendarmes.

Philippine Rouvière, Festival Artistic Director.

Ah, right, OK.

His coming ballet was a parable about amnesia.

Ah, so he was reading all those articles

to write his ballet.

He was a true perfectionist.

And a trailblazer.

He was always in search of innovation.

Alexander was so talented.

- I'm sorry. - Yes, no...

So you got along well.

We met over 15 years ago. He was a friend of mine.

How were things with his dancers?

The competition and egos can't be easy

in this field.

Things get tense

when you're doing a festival.

There's a lot of pressure.

Is there anything that might help me?

You know, I just organize the festival.

Yes, but beyond work?

I stay out of personal matters.

Thanks.

So, what do we have?

It's amazing.

He did the hostages in 1985.

And he foiled the 2011 Syrian attacks.

- That was him. - Sorry?

I've hardly ever seen...

Yes, but what are you talking about?

Colonel Soler.

He's had an amazing career.

So, for the major...

Yes, hello, I was talking about the CCTV of the murder.

Ah, yes, I've got something.

- There we go. - Look.

Someone was with the victim at 7:30am.

I can't see who it is.

But they knew each other.

He's calm and not at all worried.

It could be one of his dancers.

That's possible.

Let's check. I have the week's rehearsals.

- Go on . - Now then.

Count.

1...

Again!

Go on, go on, go on. 1, 2, 3...

That's almost like abuse.

7:47am.

That's really early.

Who's that woman?

Maybe they always trained at that time.

Yes. So, 7:32am.

Let go! Again.

No!

7:42am. It's about the same time, every morning.

This morning was probably the same.

Good, Erwan. Send me the photo.

Is that Paul?

Yes, it is.

Paul!

- How are you? - Pierre!

This is our new colonel.

- No way. - Yes.

Great.

What a surprise!

When was this?

- I was... - Yes, OK,

we can talk more later.

How's the investigation going?

I found out that Alexander Williams, the victim, was a workaholic.

The atmosphere is full-on. The dancers all live together.

I know about mixing work and leisure.

What else?

Yes.

With artists in general, the interesting things

happen backstage,

so I thought

that I'd stay to ferret around.

That's what I would've expected.

Good.

While you're ferreting around,

could you bring this person to the station?

Yes, of course.

I'll send you the photo.

Yes, of course.

It's so annoying when he does that.

Great to see you.

Likewise.

- This is good. - Yes.

Thanks.

Are you all in the Williams Company?

They are, I'm not.

I teach dance at the Agora.

Ah, Hugo Delambre?

I help the choreographers,

for festivals. - I see.

Were you all here at the time of the murder?

Yes.

No, this dancer wasn't here.

That's Nathalie Parisot.

Alex chose the two of us as lead dancers for the show.

But Nathalie's always danced solo.

Was she here?

She's not a resident.

She lives in Montpellier, with her husband.

But she comes early,

to work alone with Alex.

Alexander rehearsed with her,

before group sessions.

Right, if you say so.

Yesterday's rehearsal went badly for Nathalie.

It was a disaster.

Alex got so mad.

Why?

She wasn't concentrating.

To dance with Alexander,

you give 100% or leave.

Could he have replaced her?

Yes.

Alex wouldn't keep a slacker.

Thanks.

Yes, Major,

I'm at Nathalie's, but she's out.

Her husband

says she went to the Agora.

I'll tell her.

Yes, OK. OK, I'll deal with it.

Tell me, why are you looking for Nathalie?

Calm down, for a start.

Alexander Williams is dead

and Nathalie's missing.

What's the link?

Is she a suspect?

I'm her lawyer. You need me to question her.

I'm calm

and I know the law.

Have you launched the search for Nathalie Parisot?

Yes, I put out a vehicle description.

What do we have?

She met Alexander Williams when she was 20,

at the National Dance Conservatory.

Same year.

- Did they work together? - Not at all.

They diverged.

Meaning?

Alexander trained at the top

and made a name for himself quickly.

Single, no children.

He lived for his passion. What about Nathalie?

She was the total opposite.

First, she married Frédéric Parisot

and worked in management until two years ago.

So she left her job to get back into dance?

That's brave,

getting back into dance at the age of 40, isn't it?

Maybe she wanted her childhood dream to come true.

And Alexander gave her her first part in a show.

But a few days before the festival,

he decided to replace her.

Mauriac.

OK, thanks.

They found her car at the Agora.

Really? OK, I'll tell Marchal.

Yes, our teams are working on it.

We're on it.

Nathalie Parisot is here,

but it's a maze.

And it's a listed historic monument.

A convent, a women's prison and even a barracks.

OK, thanks.

It'll be here, where no one would see her.

Mrs Parisot,

you saw Alexander every morning for rehearsals,

from 7:30 to 8:30am,

right?

Yes.

What happened today?

I'll tell you what happened this morning.

You came in for nothing.

Alexander said you were out of the show.

What?

That's pure speculation.

Stick to the facts.

After all your efforts,

he was replacing you with a more talented dancer.

Someone younger.

You couldn't take it.

And you killed him.

We found your prints on the weapon.

Can you explain that?

No comment.

And the blood on your clothes?

No comment.

- OK... - Don't push it.

My client will tell you nothing.

You've got no choice. We need a confession.

Keep the pressure on.

We've got 22 hours left with her. She'll crack eventually.

That's the spirit.

Dogged persistence. Good job.

Something's wrong.

There's more.

Darling, I put the drill back

in exactly the same place.

Behind the bulbs.

You're off work, I'm not.

We'll talk later.

Parisot won't talk. It's driving me crazy.

Did we miss something between her and Alexander?

She didn't go back to him

for his choreography?

No idea, but she took a radical decision to get

back into dance.

The sort of thing you do when you're in love.

And it went wrong.

A crime of passion.

Yes, it's possible.

Let's question the other dancers.

Get Erwan on the case.

Sure.

That looks good.

Ah, Major, I wanted to tell you...

We're very happy about Colonel Soler's appointment,

but it's clearly tricky for you.

It's hard working for a father

who's such a legend.

I just wanted to tell you we're all behind you.

Thanks, that's nice.

I wouldn't know,

but choreographers must be close to their lead dancers, no?

Yes, but I don't think it was limited to dance.

Do you mean Nathalie and Alexander were lovers?

There's no proof, but...

It was their attitude,

looks and the attention they paid each other.

Like Nathalie getting special treatment?

And those meetings, outside.

When Alexander was absent, so was Nathalie.

Do you know where they went?

No idea.

But I covered them.

To who?

Nathalie's husband.

He came to a rehearsal last week,

but they weren't here.

I said they were trying costumes, in town.

You know,

if they were lovers,

they must have gone to places -

restaurants, hotels and so on.

Nothing shows up in her bank account.

- Are you sure? - Yes.

Ah, your eidetic memory?

No, I have the accounts.

Alexander was into charities.

He sent all of his savings

to an Alzheimer's charity.

Yes, his show was about amnesia.

There must be a link.

What was that about?

I checked out his family.

His mum died of it 3 years ago.

Hence his commitment.

But why didn't he give the money 3 years ago?

Why is he doing the show now?

Alzheimer's can be hereditary.

Maybe he had it himself.

What's the link to the murder?

I don't know, I just said it.

We need to look into it.

Yes, OK.

What if this leads us

down the wrong track? - Sounds good.

OK, so?

I'll question Philippine at the Agora.

She knew Alexander.

OK, I'll contact the charity director.

Dr Maurice Bellanger.

He works in town.

No, no I'll send Erwan.

He loves scrubs, hospitals

and doctors. He'll enjoy it.

- OK. - See you later.

Thanks.

Coffee?

Thanks.

Mrs Parisot, we know you were very close to Alexander.

You were seeing each other outside rehearsals,

unbeknown to your husband.

Is that why you wouldn't talk?

So he wouldn't find out you and Alexander were intimate?

I've never cheated.

Alexander was a friend. That's all.

There's something I don't get.

I need your help, Nathalie.

I'm Mrs Parisot's lawyer.

This isn't helping you.

What are you doing?

You can't question my client without me.

I wasn't.

We were talking, as women.

Yes, very funny.

Don't play with words, Major.

How did you feel when your wife abandoned you,

for her love of dance?

What are you insinuating?

I'm ruling nothing out.

At the time of the murder,

you said you were at home, alone, right?

I don't suppose anyone can confirm your alibi.

That's too bad.

Am I under arrest?

Explosion. Bam!

Stop! Kevin, what are you doing?

I thought a cambré...

Alexander

wouldn't want that.

What would you know about it?

Gentlemen!

The show starts in two days.

Get back to it and concentrate.

It's hard to step into the master's shoes.

It's hard enough

without managing everyone's ego.

Yes.

Any news?

We found out Alexander's mother had Alzheimer's.

Yes, it was terrible for Alex.

They were very close. She was all he had.

How did he manage?

With the shows and tours and so on, he can't have been there

very much.

He felt bad.

Whenever he visited, his mother had got worse.

The worst was when she didn't recognize him.

I supported him a lot back then.

He felt guilty and powerless.

He didn't know how to help.

I was a shoulder to cry on.

When his mum died, Alex sank into a depression.

I did everything to keep him in dance.

The stage is the ideal place to express emotion.

Yes, hence this show about amnesia.

Yes.

It was a nice way to pay tribute to his mum.

Had Alexander changed

in recent months?

In what way?

I don't know.

Mood swings?

A lack of focus? Absences?

No, on the contrary.

Alex was immersed in the show's preparations.

OK.

See you next week.

Yes, Doctor, goodbye and thanks.

Goodbye.

Hello, Doctor, police.

I have patients.

Yes, this won't take long.

Could you wait a moment?

Your secretary has told me a lot.

Mr Williams came to you

on several occasions, with this woman.

Yes, and?

Did they argue?

Was there any tension, during their visits?

No, never.

I see.

Why did Nathalie Parisot come here with her choreographer?

Without violating Mr Williams's patient confidentiality.

Alexander wasn't my patient.

He donated to the Foundation.

Then why did he consult you?

Ah, it was Nathalie that was sick.

Why didn't you tell us that you have Alzheimer's?

Because I forget.

Yesterday evening to this morning is blank.

The illness gives no warning. Sometimes, everything's fine.

Then, other times, I forget everything,

everything I said or did.

You have no memory

of what happened to Alexander?

The only thing...

that I remember

is all the blood.

I'd like to say I didn't kill him,

but the truth is I don't know.

- When was she diagnosed? - Two years ago.

At first, I didn't notice anything.

Nathalie blamed it on fatigue, stress and work.

What made you take action?

Alexander.

He opened our eyes.

How?

Nathalie met him again at one of his shows in Montpellier.

They were happy to meet up, after so long.

She introduced me.

He came to the house several times.

And...

After spending time together...

He spotted the symptoms,

because his mother had the same illness.

Yes.

And he introduced you to her doctor, Dr Bellanger.

He insisted on her meeting him.

When the diagnosis came in,

it was terrible.

But we decided to fight, together.

Dr Bellanger discussed his research, which was looking promising,

and told us how dance is good for the brain.

A sort of therapy?

Hence your work with Alexander?

It was Alexander's suggestion.

He wanted to help me.

I regained hope.

The hope that it would work.

What happened?

It can't have been her.

Alexander was helping her.

She needed to dance.

Nathalie had no reason to kill him.

But she was there at the time of the murder.

If she didn't kill him,

maybe she saw something.

Have can we reactivate her memory?

I don't know, but we need to.

Dogged persistence.

Your dad, badly impersonated.

You have no luck.

Vauvert ruined your life

and now your dad's here.

I'm managing.

Don't let it get to you.

I'm managing.

Thomas told me your parents are at your place.

How are you doing your yoga? You must be all piled up.

We're managing, Paul. See you tomorrow.

OK.

He's so annoying.

My God, he's annoying.

I saw that Léa's teams really respect her.

But I wasn't surprised by that.

She has natural authority. She must crack the whip.

Pretty much.

Women always

overcompensate in men's jobs.

No, darling, she's not overcompensating.

She's methodical.

She has an amazing sense of detail. She's incredible.

Paul's different.

He's a free spirit, but with good instincts.

He's like me, when I was in Corsica.

Thomas has heard

these stories a thousand times.

But I like them.

Your parents must have told you a few.

No, not so many.

They try to keep us out of it.

It didn't work.

How do you mean?

I want to be a cop.

Excellent choice, my boy.

What do your parents say?

They're opposed.

They'll change their minds.

And your grandparents both support you.

Lieutenant, attention!

This won't last long.

I don't need this.

Nor do I.

Then tell them.

My parents?

Tell my father?

Let's go slowly.

I've never seen you so scared.

No, why would I be scared of my dad?

Then tell him.

I think I like you being my secret.

No, Dad, no!

Don't tell.

No, I never do. That's not good.

You startled me.

Likewise.

I'm letting the nature awaken my senses.

That's good.

- Are you OK? - Yes.

- How are you? - Good.

I have to tell you something.

You can tell me anything, darling.

I used to sneak out when you grounded me.

Better late than never.

I knew it.

I knew it.

I should've installed barbed wire and CCTV.

CCTV.

- Of course, the video. - What video?

Her memory.

Thanks, Dad.

- Hello, Anthony. - Major.

Thanks.

- Hello, Nathalie. - Hello.

I wanted to test something,

if that's OK.

You said that dance helped you to feel better,

to work on your memory.

We can use it to reawaken your memories.

Bigger, spread your arms wider.

Let go. Bang. Bang.

Box. Back. 3 and...

No, it's not coming back.

That's OK.

At least we tried.

Wait.

I need to be at the Agora.

I can't do that.

You're a suspect.

It's not allowed, Nathalie.

This is eating me up.

It's worse than anything.

I'd rather know, even if I'm guilty,

rather than live with this doubt.

Please.

In your own time.

It's no good.

- It's no good. - Shush, shush.

I can see Alexander's head, in my arms,

his blood on my hands.

I don't think I killed him,

but I can't remember anything.

It's OK, it's OK.

Shush, shush, it's OK.

It's OK, Nathalie.

You dance wonderfully.

Alexander clearly wrote that piece specifically for you.

He didn't write it.

What?

He didn't write it.

It was his idea, but Hugo wrote it.

Hugo Delambre?

The Agora's dance teacher?

I see.

Sorry, I have to take you back to your cell.

Will you be OK?

Thanks. Thanks a lot.

Paul.

- Colonel. - Don't say that.

Can I ask a quick question?

Answer honestly.

How are things with Léa?

On what level?

What?

At work, of course.

Oh, very good.

Working with your ex can't be easy.

No, don't worry, because...

We're pros.

Our work and private lives are separate.

In everyone's interest, this doesn't have to carry on.

Sorry?

Follow your ambition.

To be a major.

To run your own brigade.

I just need

to make some calls and brief you.

Think about it.

Come over, tomorrow.

But I've...

That's an order, Captain.

Ah.

Whack! There we go.

Lighten up on the plié. That's good.

That's good.

Stop, stop, stop.

That's good, but keep the rebound lighter.

And you, stay centred.

And show that you're present.

And go!

Keep the moves light.

He didn't need long to take over.

When did he start working here?

Five years ago.

He had his own company when he was 23,

but it didn't take off

and he disbanded it after two years.

He never made it

as a professional choreographer.

He started teaching,

with all the companies at the Agora,

like Alexander's.

I see.

He seems talented,

but asking him to write a work...

I studied Alexander's notes.

The last book has different handwriting,

as if he was correcting someone else's work.

OK, thanks, Paul.

No problem, see you later.

OK, let's take a break and do the last act.

Mr Delambre, Major Soler.

Something's bothering me.

It must be frustrating,

for your work to succeed under someone else's name,

especially when you didn't make it as a choreographer.

What do you mean?

Have you written for Alexander for long?

It was a first.

Did anyone but Nathalie know?

No one.

How did you see Alexander?

As a mentor.

He challenged me to write a show about memory.

He gave me the scenario,

a story about a woman, who's losing her memory.

I was to make up the rest.

He asked you to write the ballet.

Why was that?

He wanted me to be artistic director at the Williams Company.

No.

I think he sold you a dream,

used your work,

and then things got out of hand.

Not at all.

He was tired of the pressure.

He wanted to stop work.

Alexander wanted to end his career,

when this company was his whole life?

He was going to announce it at the opening.

OK, thanks a lot, Doctor. Bye.

So?

Bellanger says the same.

OK, tell me more, Captain.

Alexander had already planned to organize dance workshops,

for the doctor's patients.

As he was going to retire,

he was making plans.

What about the company's future?

I checked the company

that does the royalties.

Alexander changed things for his last show,

two days before dying.

Hugo Delambre was named as the show's author

and artistic co-director of the troupe.

So, it's true.

Alexander made him his successor.

And that's why he was killed.

Someone objected to the plan.

Someone that wanted to be his heir.

The most ambitious of them,

who's been feeding our suspicions of Nathalie.

Kevin Legrand.

Have a seat.

That's how we found out

Alexander was retiring.

He wanted to help Alzheimer's patients,

through dance.

And for Hugo to take over the Williams Company.

Alexander never had children,

but needed to hand things on.

"Hand things on."

Those were his words.

It's exactly what he said.

He asked me to stay in the troupe for another year,

to perform the show...

and help Hugo to settle in.

But I was scared

I wouldn't make it without him.

I wanted to stop.

Then I went home.

I was so confused.

But I started thinking.

That show was my story, my fight against that illness.

It was a chance to express myself.

On stage. In front of everyone.

So, yesterday morning,

you went to the Agora,

to meet Alexander, same as usual.

You went into the studio...

I went into the studio.

And I saw him.

He was lying on the floor. There was blood.

I held him. I wanted to help.

That was it. There it is. It's over.

Thank you.

Kevin, Kevin! Can I bother you for a second?

Alexander wanted to retire. That's no big deal.

But making Hugo his successor must have been annoying.

Alex wanted to hand over? Really?

Yes, really.

To Hugo.

OK, good for him.

What can I say? He deserved it.

I don't know...

What if you really wanted

that job? - Are you kidding?

Too much trouble. I just want to dance.

Really?

So who could it have annoyed?

The Agora.

Alexander always worked here.

He was their star,

but they have lots of stars here.

No, not headline acts like that.

Philippine will be in trouble now.

Yes, of course.

Léa, we were wrong. It wasn't Kevin.

And it wasn't Nathalie.

Please, Marchal,

I need some good news.

The victim had a close link to the festival,

but especially to the director.

Did Alexander have a contract

with Philippine?

There's no trace of it.

It was more of a spiritual pact.

I'm going on speakerphone.

What do you mean, "a spiritual pact"?

Philippine discovered Alexander.

She launched his career.

He owed much of his success to her.

How does that relate to the festival?

When Philippine took over the management,

he wanted to show his gratitude.

She got all his premières.

And that made her festival

an unmissable event, every year.

If Alexander put an end

to his career...

Marchal, stay where you are.

OK, no problem.

I've looked over the festival's history.

And?

It predates Philippine Rouvière,

but when

she took on Alexander, attendance rose by 30%.

That would explain

why her subsidy was doubled.

And having Alexander as her headliner

guaranteed the festival's continuance.

OK, so she used his success,

but murder?

No, she depended on him.

I checked with the Agora's board.

Things were really tense.

Philippine's job was at risk.

But her festival is always packed.

The board said they needed new blood in the management team.

So she needed Alexander

to stay in work.

Yes.

OK, I'll tell the major.

I'll call Marchal.

I'll go back to my desk.

Olivier, put that over there, please.

In the corner.

- Hello. - Hello.

Anatole, give him a hand, please.

Saying goodbye to all this must be hard.

What? I'm already preparing for next year.

That's true.

Yes, you'd learned to plan ahead. And having Alexander by your side

gave you security.

You planned it all out.

But he bailed on you.

Gentlemen,

could you give us a moment?

When he brought his dancers, you made out he was

the same as normal.

But that wasn't true. You lied.

Something about him had changed.

So you went to find him, yesterday, for an explanation.

He was saying goodbye to the stage.

I couldn't believe it, at first.

He had years ahead of him.

He couldn't just give it all up.

You told him to stick with dance,

as you always did.

But he refused.

He got angry.

He said we'd both benefited from working together,

but it was time to move on.

Our professional relationship was starting to stifle him.

He needed his independence, his freedom.

You couldn't stand losing him.

He wouldn't be the guarantor

of my job.

After all I did for him.

15 years of friendship and trust!

I felt humiliated.

I was angry.

He was so selfish.

He discovered that dance

can help Alzheimer's patients.

What?

He wanted to use dance as medicine.

To show how beautiful his passion was.

That it was useful and could save people.

His decision wasn't at all a criticism of you.

Philippine's confession totally clears Nathalie.

I had someone take her home.

She's fully accepted her illness.

That's good.

Is she staying in the company?

At least for the Memoria show.

- OK. - See you later.

Ah!

- No way! - Yes.

For Memoria ? I thought it was full.

It is. I had to kill two people for those.

Alice will be happy.

- Yes. - It's good what you're doing.

That's good,

now stretch your hands upward, slowly,

breathing out and keeping your balance.

OK, very good.

Perfect.

I don't know why my daughter stopped yoga.

It feels so good.

Look forward...

Just a sec.

My friend Isabelle mentioned you.

And then I told my daughter.

Yes.

- Paul! - Hello, Annie.

- Come in. - Bad time?

- Not at all. - Sorry.

Is Pierre here?

He won't be long. Make yourself at home.

- Hello. - Hello.

You were busy with...

- Yoga. - Yoga, OK.

I'll come back.

No, it's OK.

- We had almost finished. - OK.

We'll add 10 minutes next time.

Thanks, Gregory. That was great.

Thanks. Bye.

- Paul. - Yes?

I meant "goodbye, Paul."

Ah, OK, goodbye...

- Gregory. - Gregory, yes.

Tea?

Are you done?

We finished early.

OK, here's what I suggest.

I'll have lunch with Mum, then we can go see a film.

I'm sorry, Annie,

but I'll have to say no.

- I just remembered something. - OK.

Tell Pierre that I'll call.

So you didn't

totally stop yoga.

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