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Anne, missing since May 4th, 2004

FORGOTTEN GIRLS

It's rare to see you in uniform.

There was a ceremony at the station.

- It was her birthday yesterday. - Yes, I know.

Find him, Janvier.

Find my daughter.

We need to put closure on this.

Hello, Captain.

I'm Lt Ducourt. I've been appointed here.

And?

I was told you'd show me around.

You were told that?

Listen,

if you're busy, it's OK. I can manage on my own.

The lift is broken.

- Since when? - Since always.

How long have you worked here?

Since always.

You lead the missing girls unit?

I am the unit.

I just saw the photos. They do look alike.

- Is it true they're all virgins? - Yes.

How can you be sure without bodies?

15 years of investigation!

This is the "red tape" floor. We avoid it.

- You met Commander Hermand? - No, not yet.

This is Elisabeth's office.

She'll continue with your tour. Good luck.

Janvier?

Yes, Commander.

My requests are always rejected.

We used to be five on the job.

I need an office. A real one! Not a closet! Dammit!

I have tons to file and I'm all alone!

Come on, Janvier!

I know your concerns.

Unfortunately, it's not just up to me.

I have a restricted budget.

- And your Forgottens... - What?

- Any leads? - I catch your drift.

MUSIC SCHOOL

- Hello, ma'am. - Hello, Mr Janvier.

Mr Janvier!

- Do you have a minute? - Yes.

I'm sorry to tell you this...

but Caroline isn't making any effort.

I see no reason to continue in these conditions.

She doesn't play with grace anymore.

So, what did she say?

That you have heavy fingers.

- Isn't that your mother's dress? - Yeah.

How do I look?

I don't know. She won't be thrilled.

So, what should I tell your piano teacher?

I never said I wanted to stop. I just want to sing more.

Sing?

- Let's go. - Sing? Sing something!

A little song...

Take your time. Aim for the hole.

My turn.

You won!

- What do you want? - The red lamp.

No, the giraffe.

The giraffe, please. Thank you.

It's way too big!

- You came later than expected. - I missed the earlier train.

- Are you OK? - Yeah.

- What on earth? - It's the giraffe!

Say hello to Mum!

What?

I'm leaving again in a week.

What do you say?

- What? - It's been 8 weeks, Christian.

- They won't accept my transfer. - Have you asked them?

They made me a new offer.

Yes. Double salary.

I'll have complete control of sales.

Wow!

Does Marseilles scare you?

They need an answer. What should I say?

I don't know.

No, go ahead.

What?

How old?

Thanks for calling.

Christian?

Some parents reported a disappearance.

18 years old, blonde, light skin...

See you tonight.

Yeah.

- 5 days? - Yes.

5 days without any sign.

Why didn't you call me earlier?

My husband and I weren't worried the first 2 days.

Sylvie often sleeps out. She disappears for a day or two.

She has even taken the train to Paris.

- But her mobile's always on. - And this time it's not.

- You said she's of age. - Yes.

- Since when? - 7 months and 2 weeks.

Does she have a boyfriend?

An ex. But I know him, it's not him.

That's not what I'm trying to say.

Excuse me for asking: has Sylvie already had sexual relations?

My daughter is a good girl.

I understand.

May I please see her room?

Sylvie's disappearance isn't linked to the others.

Thank you for your last article.

We're all fighting for the investigation to progress,

to find our daughters.

Luckily Janvier is here,

and you, for talking to us.

Thank you.

Do you think Sylvie Trébourg's disappearance...

is linked to your girls?

I don't know about you, but for me...

as long as no wrapped up clothes have been found...

ironed clothes...

For me, there's no link.

Charlotte wanted to say goodbye.

Goodbye, Charlotte.

I wanted to thank you. I'm glad you came by.

- Is it true you're leaving? - Charlotte...

- Leaving? - That's what everyone's saying.

Well, I'm still here.

- See you later. - See you.

- Bye, Charlotte. - Goodbye.

HOSPITAL

I told your team during the tests...

I don't know...

Like a malaise...

In a matter of seconds, I don't know where I am.

I can't find my belongings.

In the car, I don't know which way to go.

- So? - I don't see anything.

- Sorry? - Nothing is wrong with you.

- Nothing at all? - It's probably fatigue.

When did these troubles start?

I don't know.

Well?

The guy I'm investigating changed tactics.

Did you tell Hermand?

I tried, but you know him. He wants to save time.

- What do you need? - A man with me. Two if possible.

I have a hearing in 30 minutes.

- I'll talk to Hermand later. - Thank you, Your Honour.

POLICE

Here I am.

Here you are?

I'm here with you.

Isn't that what you asked for?

No. I wanted someone with experience.

Someone like Bertrand or Louis. Not Ducourt.

He's not from here. He needs directions to get home!

He's an excellent technician.

Good reputation and knows his profession.

A man of experience.

Exactly.

If we don't give him a chance, he might never get another one.

Want something?

Black coffee, no sugar.

I found this in Sylvie's room.

90 - 60 - 90.

Her measurements?

Do you hide yours under a night stand?

No.

I get it.

If I figure it out, I'm fit to work with you?

You got it.

They had drained the whole area. There on the cliffs...

and over here for 2 kilometres.

Nothing.

Case closed. That was it.

What are you doing?

Where's the wind? That's right!

I'm telling you...

I've kept a copy of all the files.

You have to. And don't trust anybody.

Someone I know well says, everyone has something to hide.

- Even you? - Even you.

- You don't seem well. - What?

I'm just tired, that's all.

I miss seeing you at the office.

- What's the atmosphere like? - Guess.

I can see Hermand's mug from here.

Come on, move ahead!

That's it.

Wait till we find her clothes on a bench.

She's not like the others.

Sylvie Trébourg, why? She's older...

Not that.

Your business is clearly doing well!

It's coming together. Want to try?

Give it a try! Come on, wait...

Will you give him your spot?

Go on, get in. Don't be afraid.

I'll push you. Ready?

Go!

Go on! See you!

Have a nice trip!

Sylvie's disappearance isn't linked to the others.

- Are these her clothes? - Hello, Captain.

Hello.

Why do you think he attacks blondes?

Purity. The image of purity.

- What's that? - A hair.

From an animal.

- Found it... - There's something else.

SEVEN SOON EIGHT

This is his first message.

The more traces, the more slip-ups.

Why is he starting now after 15 years?

Do you hang out a lot?

No.

I haven't seen Sylvie much lately. Actually, not at all.

She wasn't seeing anyone.

She broke off with everyone. We weren't into her new friends.

- What's so special about them? - Money.

How long have you known her?

5 or 6 years. But she used to be different.

- What do you mean? - She used to be cool.

Have you met her friends?

- No, never. - Yes you have. That guy...

Oh yeah. There was this English guy.

He had some sort of business at the port.

He's 35 years old. I saw him with Sylvie.

He even tried to hit on me. What a jerk.

- She did call me. - When?

The day she disappeared. She wanted to sleep over.

But it wasn't a good night for me.

She didn't want to go back home.

She fought with her parents. Especially her father.

- What time was it? - When she called?

About one in the morning. She was at a party.

I think she had more than just alcohol.

I couldn't get her, but she wanted to take a cab.

- What kind of party? - I don't know, a party...

- I left you three messages. - I left my mobile in the office.

No problem. I have lots of news.

- First, the crazy thing... - What?

- The hair. - The hair?

The hair we found in Sylvie's clothes.

- It comes from a boar. - From what?

From a wild boar! You'll never guess how it got there.

Really?

Also, Sylvie called the Brit from a landline.

A certain Patrick Moutier.

Patrick Moutier?

- I got the low-down on him. - Great!

Do you know him?

Everyone knows Patrick Moutier. He's an influential person here.

Really?

I also compared the other girls' clothing to Sylvie's.

There is a difference.

Sylvie's clothes were dry-cleaned. And different laundry soap.

Why did the guy I'm after suddenly change his methods?

I have no idea.

What do we do now?

- What do we do? - What do you think?

Not all the dry cleaners!

Not all. Half each.

It's going to be a long night.

I lost balance because she stuck her foot out.

It's true!

I'm usually much stronger than she is.

Ready-made meal, microwave. Hello, toxins!

You live dangerously.

Is Mum home?

She's lucky.

- Why? - She's sleeping.

Bingo!

Oh yes, I remember.

It seemed he undressed his girlfriend head to toe.

It's rare for people to bring everything in.

- He brought panties and socks! - What did he look like?

He was kind of stocky.

He was slightly balding.

He came in a taxi.

In a taxi?

Passenger or driver?

I don't remember. I only remember the taxi.

It's rare to come here in a taxi.

Found it! Skirt, t-shirt, underwear.

Order number: 8545. Paid in cash.

There's a name: Richard Gasso.

Captain, it's Ducourt.

It fits!

What?

I'm on my way.

I know what you're going to ask me.

No Richard Gasso in Picardie either.

You want me to check the Dom-Tom?

Why not?

You look shattered.

Why don't you go home to your wife?

I can stay alone.

My wife is used to it.

She sometimes works Saturdays too.

- How long have you been married? - 18 years.

18 years is rare.

Very rare.

The key is finding the right person. You know, the magic spark.

Yeah, the magic spark...

How do you know when you've met the one?

As the poet says:

"She's always the one who puts flowers on your grave."

ALICE MISSING SINCE JUNE 20TH 2000

I quarrelled with Alice, I mean Rose...

because of Alice.

She thinks I don't do enough.

She's right.

My daughter might be here somewhere.

So, I'm having a look around.

You know...

it can't hurt.

That's what you have to say, it can't hurt.

Is Caro asleep?

No, she's not here. She's at Clara's.

My trip's been cancelled.

Maybe we could get away this weekend.

You know, you and me, somewhere...

- Just the two of us. - Somewhere?

Spend some time together.

What do you say?

Well?

- What? - This weekend?

Are you getting divorced?

No, why?

If you do get divorced, I'm staying with you.

But we're not getting divorced.

You guys have been acting weird lately.

- Weird... perhaps. - Are you crazy?

No I'm not. I don't know...

Your mum wants to move.

I don't want to move. My friends are here.

What would I do in Marseilles?

I want to stay with you.

Captain!

I have the list of Patrick Moutier's phone calls.

Sylvie did call a cab from his phone.

Roland Guerrand.

Roland Guerrand/Richard Gasso. Same initials.

Not very clever!

He could've chosen something less obvious.

- Do you have his address? - Yes.

I think it's here. There's a taxi.

I'll check the back.

- Mr Roland Gerrand? - Yes?

Police Captain Janvier, may I come in?

- What for? - To ask you some questions.

I'm on the Sylvie Trébourg case.

She called for a taxi on April 12th at around 1am.

Who?

Sylvie Trébourg.

Never heard of her.

Are you sure?

She did call you.

I don't know. I'd have to see...

- I drive lots of people. - You could check.

We just want to know her destination.

Where you dropped her off.

You like to hunt?

It's relaxing on the weekend.

- What day did you say? - April 12th.

Shit! It's him!

Can't find it.

That's bothersome.

April 12th? It might be with my bookkeeper.

I'll have to see.

You see...

and then call me.

Thank you.

- Did you see it in the living room? - Yep.

Christian Janvier. I'd like to speak with Judge Galbert, please.

There he is.

I said it was urgent!

He's taking us to her!

No network.

He saw us.

Crashed!

It's Ducourt, give me Hermand!

JANVIER: "I'M STAYING."

You OK?

Your Guerrand is starting to look guilty.

NO CLUES, NO LEADS

DISAPPEARANCE IN THE AREA

What's wrong?

For someone obsessed with purity, he could do better.

He doesn't like gardening.

Nor house cleaning.

The one I've been looking for hand-washes his victims' clothes,

then irons them without a wrinkle.

Shall we get to it?

Forget about that area. Finish over there.

He confessed to the other murders.

- All six? - Yes.

And the bodies?

We've only found Sylvie's.

I wanted to be the first to tell you.

I wanted to congratulate all of you on this arrest.

And above all, Christian Janvier,

who for 15 years has been on his trail.

This might be the most important day of his career.

The best for a policeman.

- Cheers! - Cheers.

Are you OK?

I dreamt of my father.

He was talking to me.

I heard a great riddle on the radio...

A girl's at her dad's funeral.

Her whole family's there: her brother, mother, etc.

So, her father is buried.

At the funeral, she sees a man for the first time in her life.

And suddenly, boom!

She falls in love.

The next day, she kills her brother.

Why?

She kills her brother?

Why?

- I don't know. - Well, think about it!

- You wanted to see me? - Yes.

Although Sylvie Trébourg's case is closed,

- I've continued investigating. - Meaning?

I asked to work on this with you. I wanted you to know.

And I do as I'm told.

90 - 60 - 90.

Sylvie Trébourg often took trains.

90 and the other two numbers aren't her measurements.

It's the number and code of a locker.

So, OK...

There.

"Blonde lady looking for experienced man for hot parties."

Clients?

Moutier, Perreau. They're all here.

Sylvie isn't one of the Forgotten.

Guerrand killed her, but not the six other girls.

The one I'm looking for is still on the loose.

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