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[tense music playing]

[all chattering, laughing]

[Lucie] You're going to Normandy with the five suspects.

Sandra.

Louise.

Yeah, it was super cute.

Théo, your girlfriend's son.

Océane.

And Kylian.

You have 24 hours to collect their DNA. Hair, saliva, whatever you can get.

We'll compare them to Sagirov's and we'll be set.

-Sandra, want some water? -Uh, no thanks.

-Louise? -Hm?

-You parched? -No, thanks. I'm fine.

-Océane? Kylian? Some water? -No thanks.

I'd like some, sir.

Does it say water fountain on my forehead?

Hear that? Does she wanna throw a coin at me and make a wish?

All good, Théo?

-Sure. -Normandy's beautiful.

It's different is all.

Compared to what?

It's different from everywhere else. Like Moscow for example, huh?

Moscow?

Yeah, Moscow. Don't you have family there?

Like an uncle or a cousin or something?

-Doesn't your dad live in Moscow? -No. I never said that.

I imagined it I guess!

Here, na zdoróvye.

Yeah, no thanks. Really not thirsty.

Well, I'll have you know you shouldn't wait to be thirsty to drink.

I heard when you start to get thirsty your organs are already shutting down.

What do you think you're doing?

Why do you have that? What's up?

Just offering the kid a drink of water.

-You heard of the plastic island, man? -The what?

-The island of plastic. -Oh, come on. It's one cup, man.

Oh. You know we just have one planet, dude.

-Oh, wow. -Yeah, "wow."

They got water bottles. They don't need these. Got it?

-The planet's grateful. -Sure.

[whistles] Crocodile Dundee needs to loosen that chin strap.

Let the blood travel back to his brain more freely.

He's dressed like Croco--

Doesn't give a shit.

Really doesn't give a shit.

[school bell ringing]

FLUNKED

-Okay, do we have everyone? -Yeah. I think so.

Oh, you think so? You did a head count?

Yeah. Yeah, 29.

Ah, 29. Okay. Guess we lost six students.

Let's see. Two, four, six, eight, ten.

Our first class trip, you remember it? Hm?

Etretat.

And our code?

The glove on the door handle! It meant meet on the beach after curfew.

-No. -You really forgot about that?

It wasn't a glove it was a sock.

Oh, you're right! Exactly.

I counted 35 travelers, principal.

Thanks. Perfect, Florian.

My pleasure. I'll help Benjamin with his chair.

-Great. -Yeah, go help Benjamin. Sure.

-What a douche, huh? -No.

-Huh? -Not at all. He's…

No, he's normal, you know?

What do you mean normal?

-Hang on. -Here. I'll help you, sweetheart.

No, please don't. No, mom. It's fine.

What a charming kid.

He's been a little tense for the past 17 years but it's fine.

Can't blame him.

Misses his father.

What's that?

-What? Wha…? -Why are you saying he misses his father?

-You told me that he was a-- -I never mentioned that.

[girl] Hey! So can we go now?

Yes, coming. All right, everyone. Please, let's get going.

Shit.

[Tiphaine] Everyone move toward the military cemetery.

[woman] Psst! [chirping]

[Tiphaine] Let's go. Yes. You too. Over there.

Why are you here? You don't trust me?

Well, no.

What? Just "no?"

I mean, come on. You could've said you wanted to help me out or--

Oh no. I just don't trust you is all.

I got a mobile home at the campsite you guys are at. So got any DNA?

[grumbling] You're funny. It's not simple.

-Yeah, it is. -No, no. Not simple.

Uh. Loser.

Here.

All right, so you just need to serve them a drink, wait for them to drink,

then get the cup back to put it in here and hand it over.

Simple. Do it.

That's great and all but nobody will drink this crap here.

-It's local. Yeah. -Ah. It's local? "Coucou Coulou?"

You took a look at it?

-Should be used to light a barbecue. -Point taken.

Oh, also the baggies are way too small to fit the cups.

And thirdly, this is plastic.

-Yeah, and? -It's evil. Right?

They have their own bottles.

Oh, man. The environmentalists are so annoying. [groans]

Too bad. Plan B.

-Here's what we'll do-- -No, no. Stop. Okay?

Give me 24 hours. In 24 hours, you'll get your DNA. Okay?

Seriously you had no reason to come here. You should've stayed with your family.

-[boy] Daddy, can we go? -[man] Gimme a sec.

-[boy] Can we go? -[man] Wanna take a picture?

-You're with a fake family right now? -[scoffs]

-Wow. I wouldn't want it. -It's my family.

-You mean, like every day? Wow. -Stop it.

-Jamie's a looker. -It's not Jamie.

-It's not Jamie? For real? -No.

-Jamie! -Stop it, Jesus.

It's not Jamie.

Fine. You figure this shit out on your own. You've got 24 hours to get the DNA.

You got it.

[Eddy] William!

Cut it out!

[Eddy] Hey, Sandra!

Come here for a sec.

You wanna hear something wild?

-You know my grandpa fought on D-Day? -No!

-Yeah. -Sick.

Yeah, Steven Martin.

Actually, Corporal Steven Martin. He's laid to rest there.

[Sandra] So why's it say Nathan Braunstein?

Great question.

Nathan Braunstein was his alias. In fact, he was an agent for the CIA. Yup.

-No. -He was a…

You know, the tradition's to put a pebble on the tomb.

Hey, what if we do it together?

-Oh, sure. -You could get us a couple stones there.

-There? -Yeah!

[chuckling contentedly]

Genius.

-Are these all right? -Yeah. It's perfect.

These are perfect. All right, look.

Open your hand real wide. Put your other hand over it.

And then rub, rub, rub, rub, rub, rub.

-Any pain? -Will it take long?

Any stinging?

-Yeah. -That's the point.

When it's nice and hot put it here. Slowly. Now put it down.

Get back to the bus. Be right there.

-That pebble. What are you…? -The pebble'll stay there.

-Okay. -Yup. I'll just be a sec.

-Okay. See you later. -Yeah. See you.

What are you doing? Don't touch that!

That's where my grandpa's buried.

What great timing, ma'am! I work for the cemetery.

-You do? -Yeah. The lease here hasn't been renewed.

Hey! He fell for France. Shouldn't it be free?

Come on, nothing's free. [laughing]

-You pay every 80 years. It's mandatory. -Oh.

Yeah. But if you don't wanna pay, it's all right.

We'll have to get him out and put him in the communal grave.

They're all mixed in there. Allies, Nazis, Fritto Misto.

Oh no. No Fritto Misto. But how much is it?

How much you got?

-Looks like I only have dollars. -That's great. I'm fine with dollars.

-Aw. -No worries.

-Great! Thank you so much, sir. -Thank you.

Pleasure. Have a good one, bye.

[man] Ladies and gentlemen, and especially our youth here today,

welcome to this historic beach,

where 80 years ago thousands of young souls like you set foot.

And among them was a child of our nation.

Behold our friend, Raymond Gardoux.

-Mm. -Thank you, Raymond.

And we are most fortunate one of our heros' little ones is here.

You had a little something in your hair.

Uh, from what I hear a temp math teacher.

Yes. We are honored to have with us the grandson of one of our heros.

Mr. Edouard Martin, would you please come join us?

-No, thanks. -[man] Please, come.

-What'd you do, Sandra? -I told them about your grandpa.

Oh please, Mr. Martin.

[all chanting] Mr. Martin, Mr. Martin, Mr. Martin, Mr. Martin, Mr. Martin.

Well, okay. Since you insist.

[all cheering]

Thanks. Hello. Greetings.

[coughing] All right.

[Eddie clears throat]

The sea was rough.

[uplifting music playing]

Full of fear just staring at the beach.

-On June 5th, 1944. -Uh, sixth.

What?

Well, D-Day was on June 6th, 1944.

-Peepaw did recon. -Ah.

Thank you, Mayor.

So as I was saying that June day, 1944,

a swarm of young men, children almost, didn't expect to die.

Dissimulated in their bunker, the Germans, cowardly as ever…

Uh, we don't say that anymore.

-It's, uh, frowned upon. -How so?

And why is that?

We have a sister city, Maneshtein, in Germany.

-Maneshtein? -So we try to avoid insulting them.

-You don't hold a grudge, huh? -[chuckling]

All yours.

So as I was saying. The Germans were, as usual, foresighted.

About to flatten soldiers as they were coming of age.

Youths that had come to defend our liberty. Your freedom.

And that's why as a tribute to my heroic grandpa, Steven Martin,

I'd like to conclude in the Royal Air Force tradition.

A toast. To our liberty.

Four youths will toast. They'll be chosen at random.

Kylian, Théo, Louise, Océane.

Up you go. [chuckles]

A round of applause for them.

Give me some cups.

Here.

Let us raise our glasses

to our fallen soldiers.

To our liberty.

To France.

Cheers.

Now lips on the cup. Nice long sip.

I'll take the cups. No worries. Stay right there I got it. No need to move.

-Let me take care of that. -Please no. Uh! Fucking loser.

-[boy 1] What? -[boy 2] Shit, what did he say?

[chuckling awkwardly] Those losers, the Nazis.

Yeah. Right. Of course.

-The fucking losers are? -Nazis!

-The fucking losers are? -Nazis!

The fucking losers are?

-They… they were Nazis, you know? -Yeah. Who?

-"Feuer frei." -Oh, yeah?

Yeah, "Feuer frei."

-Uh, what did they say? -Feuer frei. Feuer frei.

"Fire at will!" Boom!

The Nazis said that, you know?

Oh yeah, yeah. I get it. Yeah, got it. Sure, sure.

-They're the Nazis. Yeah. -It was terrifying.

-Be right back. -I'm telling ya!

[clears throat]

So, uh, what's this story about your grandpa? You never talked about him.

[sighs] Oh, it's because he's taboo in our family.

Our wounds are still wide open, in all honesty.

-Ah. So sorry. Oh. -Mm. It's off limits.

And what side, your father's or mother's?

Uh, my dad's.

-I always thought he was half Kabyle. -Yeah!

Sure. He was Kabyle and, uh…

Sir, the fork.

-Fork, sir. -And fork. Yeah.

Are you shitting me right now?

-Hello? -What?

-Dude, are you shitting me right now? -You think I'm shitting you?

-Yeah. -First of all, I would never shit you.

And second, not with something this serious. Okay?

All right. I'll see you later.

All good, Kylian?

Oh yeah. Fine.

-Things are good with Mina, huh? -They're great. Thanks.

Have you already, uh…

-Have you already slept with her? -That doesn't concern you, sir.

Hey, I get it. You're under a lot of pressure.

Your whole generation's on socials, through challenges and trends.

-I don't care about that stuff. -It's fine. I know how it is.

-I hadn't done it at your age either. -No, no. I don't care.

I would show off to my bros like, "I did this." Or "I did that."

"Edouard, the player, the hunk, the great fuck."

But in reality, it wasn't true.

And you know why?

Because my first time needed to be special.

-[heartwarming music playing] -With a special girl.

I was so in love with her.

It was her and me and… our world.

-No. It's all good. Mina and I are open. -Ah. Okay.

We've screwed and we screw around. Why?

-All right. We've got an hour break now. -I know.

How would you like me to set up a plan? For you and Mina. Just the two of you.

Sure, why not?

I've got a great room here. It's beautiful.

Nice, giant bed. There's even artwork and a nice view.

Sorry, sir, but you sure you've already done it?

Because who cares what the room looks like?

Okay. Enough already. Go see Mina and be nice to her.

If and only if she says yes. Then I'll cover you.

Okay, okay.

Got what you need?

-What's that? -Condom.

-No. It's fine. There's no need. -What d'you mean?

We've been tested, she's on the pill. Plus I pull out.

-You pull out? -Yeah.

Are we talking about a girl or a train?

-[scoffs] There it is. -What, "there it is?"

You need a condom for real.

Hang on a sec.

Hello again.

Don't get up, please. It's fine. Just one sec.

Man, the old guy really had that?

They put it on the tip of their rifles on D-Day.

So my friend, you'll score with a collector's rubber.

Tsk. Uh. With an expired rubber, sir. It says March 1946.

-Have fun. -Okay.

And Kylian.

Be romantic.

Promise I will, sir. We'll look at the artwork.

There ya go.

[intriguing music playing]

-What are they…? -[Raymond] Hey! Little fella! Tell me.

Remind me his name. Please! Your grandfather's?

-Steven Martin. -Steven Martin.

Oh well, I knew a Steven. Vessigaux.

Not him. No, they've got different names. So yeah.

And I knew a Martine. Martine Vasseur.

Well, no. She wasn't my grandfather.

Thank God. Because she was… she was a whore.

-Ah. That's pretty funny. -I'm telling you. Wait.

I wrote down the name of all of my comrades.

How's it spelled, huh? Steven Martin?

Yeah, it's hard to write. Uh…

Yeah. But, uh, Old Raymond never gives up you know.

-Good for you. -You know? Let's see, Steven.

-Steven. -No, no, stop please.

You won't find him. No, no. No chance you'll find him. Because…

-Because he was on the other side, okay? -He was?

Yes, he was a Nazi. Papa Normandy was Papa Nazi.

-No! -Steven Martin was Steffen Morgen.

Ja, Steffen Morgen. Und seine Katze ist in der Küche mit einem Schmetterling.

-[moaning] -Und eine kleine Pute. [trilling]

Er hat Nürnberg. Vellecht möchten Sie ein bisschen Apfelschorle trinken?

Apfelschorle trinken!

Wo ist die große Schnecke? Die große Schnecke!

Feuer frei auf die große Schnecke!

-Relax. Kidding. Raymond? -[collapsing]

[church bells ringing]

The last veteran of the region.

-Shame really. -How could this happen?

How do you want me to know?

We were having a nice talk,

and I swear it was super chill and he just dropped to the ground.

Can't believe you don't know the LSTs.

The what?

-The LSTs, Edouard. The LSTs! -That's enough, Flo.

Life-saving techniques!

-Take it easy. -Now to me, you basically killed him.

-Say what? Excuse me? -That's enough. Stop the nonsense!

-You seriously mean that? -It is what it is.

-I'll tell you what it is. -Cut it out.

Excuse me, but Raymond was no spring chicken.

-What? -"What?" Yeah. News flash! He was old!

Wait. So are you tolerating this?

It's impossible to speak with this guy. I'll see you later. Take a breather.

All good, Kylian? You look like you're in shock.

Come with me.

[girl] Hey, where are they going?

So? You did it?

-Yeah, we did. She's used to it. -No, the condom. Did you use it?

-Ah. Sure we did. Relax. -Where'd you leave it?

-I threw it out. -Where?

-God. It's in the room in the trash. Why? -You left it there?

-Well, yeah. -Perfect.

-[boy] Go for it already! -Wanna play with us, sir?

After, after. For sure. I'll destroy you. Both of you.

Lucie!

Lucie!

-Good Evening. -[woman] Evening.

What's up, Martin? Enjoying the view?

That is very nice.

-So, where you at? -Me?

Yeah, you. Who else?

-I've got two. -Only two?

Stop it. It's not easy. This is Sandra's.

Sandra.

-Kylian's sample. -Wait. What the fuck?

Quit complaining. I had to get it out of a trash bin.

-Go, go, go. -Martine?

That's right. It's me!

It's Martine.

But so, what are you doing here?

-Ooh! -Surprise.

Whee! Yeah, we can't be apart at all.

-Not even for a night. -Wow.

That's how we are!

-It's, um, love and so much passion. -Crazy.

So I just decided to come join him as a little tsk, tsk surprise.

Wow. That's so moving.

Yeah, but we're still open, huh? It's true. Ah.

Martine does her thing and I do mine.

-But you were getting married I believe. -Yeah.

Sure but… We'll open our marriage.

But together.

-[Eddy] But open? -But together.

[door opening]

We're like temps for one another. There for a bit, then not.

-Good evening. -Evening.

All good, hot stuff?

Wow. You really are.

You're open for real.

See, I told you so.

-Ah. -But together.

[Eddy] Time to hit the hay, guys.

-Goodnight. -[Mina] Goodnight, sir.

-I'm counting on you. No funny business. -[Kylian] Yeah sure. You got it.

Tiphaine?

[gasping]

Yes!

[humming happily]

-Perfect. This is perfect, yes. -[crying softly]

Tell me. Quick question.

-You know where the beach is? -No, sorry. Don't know.

You all right?

Yeah, sure.

[crying] Mm.

Hey.

What's the matter?

Well, the thing is I'm with Enzo,

but I liked one of Tom's photos without meaning to.

-Okay. -But then I unliked it right away.

But Emma had seen that I liked it.

So then she went and DMed Enzo.

And then Enzo unfollowed me and unliked all of my photos.

I'm sorry.

He even liked one of Emma's photos. I saw it.

And so yeah. That's it.

-Here you are, huh? -Yeah. Here I am feeling like a loser.

Oh. Hey, hey, hey, it's all right.

Just breathe, okay?

You know everyone feels like a loser from time to time.

Take me, for example.

There's this, uh, this girl I kinda like.

Love, actually.

But she…

-I don't know if she feels the same way. -Oh. Just send her a DM.

That's an option. Sure.

You want some advice?

Go talk to Enzo.

Woah. Talk like the old fashion way?

The old fashion way. Sure.

-Okay. -Hang on. Don't move.

-Blow your nose. Go for it. -No, thanks. I'm fine.

-I don't need to. I'm fine. -Blow. Go ahead.

-[blowing] -More, more, more, more, more.

More!

I'm trying to blow it!

[shushing]

-Thank you, sir. -No, thank you.

-Feel better? -Yeah.

-Yeah? -You're pretty cool. For real.

You get some sleep now.

See you tomorrow.

-Océane? -What?

Thanks a lot, sir.

Let's go!

-[teens laughing] -[whispering] Tiphaine!

Tiph?

No, no, no. Listen to this. Imagine like, 100 men versus three gorillas.

[boy] Ah, man, that would be wild.

Baked and happy?

Give me that.

Give it!

-It's bad for you. -[all chuckling]

It's no good at all. Imagine your mom finds out, bro.

Hey, you're not gonna tell on us, are you?

-Fuck. Whose weed is this, man? -I swear it's not ours.

[Lucie] I'm back, kids.

I got you these in case you get the munchies. Yummy, yummy.

[all] It's hers.

Come here.

What the fuck?

-Why are you making these kids do drugs? -What do you think?

This is from Louise. And now I'm gonna get Théo's.

Yeah. There you have it. I'm working.

-Wow. You really have no shame. -I have no shame 'cause I have no time.

Hey, what are you doing here?

None of your business. Okay?

But I, uh, I saw them.

They all snuck out so I followed them.

Sorry for doing the right thing as a chaperone.

Some psycho could've tried to drown them or drug them. Oh, bravo. Well done!

What'll you do next? Rape them?

I'm not gonna rape them. Very funny.

-I know. -Cut the crap. Now.

Bye. Go on. Get outta here. I gotta work. Leave!

All right. Later, stoners.

I'm confiscating this. See ya.

No, no, no, no, no, no! What did I say?

Do not pass it around.

[thunder cracking]

[whispering] Tiphaine?

[Tiphaine] Yes. Yes.

[Eddy] I'm coming!

[laughing]

-Tiphaine? -[both gasping]

-What the…! Come on! No, no, no! -[Tiphaine] Fuck!

-What do you think you're doing? -Stop! I can do what I want.

Oh! Is that so? Huh?

-Uh, you left the sock! -What about the sock?

What? What about it? It was on the doorknob. Just like our code!

Not at all!

-It's not. But yeah, fine. It is. -Yeah!

'Cause you mentioned it earlier on. So I used it with Florian, okay?

With Florian?

But it was our code though!

Ugh, stop. I get it.

I won't stop! No!

I thought you were open. You have Martine, I have Florian. Everyone's taken care of.

Oh! Everyone's taken care of? Sure! Exactly how I see it!

I really feel fulfilled tonight!

Well, I'll…

I'll get going.

Just came to get my blanket back.

Yeah, whatever.

It's actually mine.

Good night.

[mockingly] Mm. Good night.

[intriguing music playing]

-Hey. Open, goddammit. -[door opens]

-What are you doing here? -Me?

Why are you looking through that? That's my son's!

-What, why? -Could you please tell me why you did?

Okay, I'll tell you why.

Drugs, Tiphaine. Your kid's got a problem. Théo's a fucking druggy. There.

Hey.

Smell it!

-So? Smells like weed. -There you have it!

-So what? -Are you serious?

My fucking god. You're dumber than I thought!

You said he was a druggy. I thought you were going to show me a crack pipe.

So if he's just smoking a little weed that's fine by me.

Besides, we used to smoke, right?

We never!

Yeah, sorry to say we did. It's still vivid in my mind!

June 21st, 2007, at the music festival in Belgium.

-Yeah. -Your cousin was doing Manu Chao covers.

-He sucked. -Disaster.

And that's the day I got you to smoke your first joint.

That's true. It's coming back now.

-Mm. -You're a bad influence.

Very bad influence.

I wanted to say…

-About yesterday. -No need to apologize.

Yeah. No. Wasn't gonna do that.

But I wanted to ask you if you could keep what you saw to yourself.

I wouldn't want anyone at school to know.

Plus Florian's married so…

-Florian's married? -Yeah. Florian's married.

Ah, bravo.

Don't think you're in a place to give morality lessons, Mr. Open Relationship.

-Hey. Okay. -Hm.

-You love each other? -[laughs]

-What's so funny? -Please.

-It's a casual thing. Nothing special. -Nothing special?

We're having some fun. Quit speaking like a teenager.

"Do we love each other?" Come on, at our age?

-There's no age for that. -Yeah, that's sorta how it is.

We're all stressed, overworked, and we've got kids.

When you let yourself fall in love, it just turns into…

A life partnership?

Yeah, that's so it.

-It's a bit sad, huh? -Pathetic, I'd say.

-Mm. -Yeah, but…

some love stories last forever.

Sure.

[boy] Ma'am!

-Quick! There's a problem with Théo! -Oh no. What?

What is it?

Fuck.

[tense music playing]

[Tiphaine] Théo! Move over, everyone. What's going on?

-Théo walked on a land mine. -What?

Mommy!

-Oh, fuck. -Don't come any closer, ma'am.

It could blow.

[Tiphaine] Sweetie, are you alright?

-I didn't see the sign there. -How could you not see it?

-Its cause of the drugs. -Stop it.

-Just saying. -I stepped on it and heard a click.

-What does he mean click? -Usually, after click, it's boom.

[Théo] Mom!

This is how I'll die!

-Help, please! -Do something! We have to do something.

[Théo] I'm not feeling well! Help! I'm freaking out!

-Please! Somebody! -I got this.

[officer] The deminers are on their way.

-Uh, you sure you know what you're doing? -Certainly.

Because if we wait for deminers to come, Théo's gonna crack so…

-There's no chance you'll move, right? -I guess.

-[boy] Yo, what is he doing? -That's straight up wrong!

Yeah, that's really wrong.

-This thing's hard to move, huh? -I left the beach tires on the bus.

Yeah, well, this isn't the "Upside" it's the "Upsand."

-Hang tight. We're here. -What's happening?

We're coming, we're coming. Relax.

Try not to move, I'll get you out of this. I'll leave you here a couple secs.

Please no moving.

Before we do anything.

Wait. Don't move.

Excuse me, excuse me. Please move.

Eddy, what the hell!

-What? -What are you doing there?

I am working! Darling!

I'm working!

-[girl] He said, "Darling." -For real?

Okay.

It'll work out, okay?

-All good, bro. You're all right, huh? -Yeah.

-Everything good? -Sure.

Okay here's what we'll do. On three,

I'll tug on Benjamin so he replaces your foot like a counterweight.

-Okay. -Are we all right?

-One. -Hang on, hang on.

-What is it? -It's one, two, hop?

-Or one, two, three, hop? -One, two, hop.

Okay. Wait, you're just counting to two?

[stammering] Okay sure. Okay. You could just focus, okay?

All right, you ready?

Let's do it.

One…

Two…

-Hop! -[clicking]

[all cheering]

[Théo] Mom!

-Hey, I think the chair's moving, guys. -The brake! The brake!

[exhales sharply]

[triumphant military music playing]

Thanks.

[boy] That was not the right call.

[girl] How could he use Benjamin like that? It's wrong!

-You all right? -Sure.

[Florian] Unconscionable.

[Lucie] Pst. Pst!

Come.

Théo's DNA. That's all five.

-You're welcome. -Yup.

Great. I'll send it out to the lab now. We'll know more in 24 hours.

-So in 24 hours I'm free? -Sure.

-Sweet. -Well, unless there's an issue.

What kind of issue? I don't see how we can have an issue.

-Who is this guy? -Well…

He's… Mm…

my lover.

I know it's…

[sighs] But…

He's a colleague. You brought us here for work.

That's not very nice, sweets.

That's hurtful.

[sighs]

Just a sec!

-What's your name, sir? -[scoffs]

[husband] What a douche.

-Could you drop it now? It's annoying. -Shit. I was this close.

See you.

-This should work, okay? -Hope so.

[husband] Get in the car. That's enough. Time to go.

"Sweets."

[Lucie] The results came in.

Not one of these kids's DNA matches Sagirov's.

You serious? Well, that was a waste of time.

-You sure the DNA test was legit? -Totally.

Well, good news is Tiphaine's all cleared.

Who cares about your girlfriend?

She's not my girlfriend.

Whatever, who cares? We've gotta start from scratch. That's it.

Every single senior is a suspect. You gotta check all of them.

Ah, Lou…

You go find as much info as possible and I'll crosscheck it.

-No. Come on. Wait a sec. -Ah, no, no, no. No more waiting.

We have two weeks left before finals. It's doable.

Ah. We can't lose a second from now on.

-Yeah, on that topic. -[students clamoring]

I think we're about to lose quite a few seconds.

DO OR STRIKE

Did you see him do it? I want him to pay.

-[Lucie] What do you mean? -[Eddy] Looks like classes are cancelled.

Call you back.

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