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Good morning.

- Have you been awake long? - Hmm, I don't know.

I've been admiring you for a while now.

I feel so lucky.

Why?

Why don't you snore!

You know, I missed that too.

When I think that I risked losing you because of a useless lie.

The important thing is that we told each other everything.

No more secrets.

Melissa Sainte-Rose, I swear by what is dearest to me in this world,

or about you, that I will never lie to you again in life.

Kiss me.

- Good morning, Crivelli. - Good morning, Commander.

What's that sad face? Did he bury someone?

- Yes, my story. - Already?

Oh, sorry, I didn't mean it like that.

Well, it's a little late.

- Is everything else okay? - No.

Let time take its course.

Yes, but I sincerely hope he hurry up.

She, on the other hand, looks happy. Did your evening go well?

Yes, we talked

and we promised that we would not give ourselves any more unpleasant surprises.

I'm happy for you.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

- Can I help you? - Um, yes, at least I hope so.

Do you remember Mathilde Perronneau?

- Were you studying in La Rochelle? 21 years ago? - "Mathilde," yes.

His girlfriend at the time.

Yes. Excuse me, but how do you know? Do we know each other?

Um, no. But I was born nine months after you broke up.

And Mom wasn't seeing anyone else at the time, so...

I'll try to be more clear, because it seems a bit... Uh!

My name is Océane and I am his daughter.

Surprise!

Everything OK?

I follow her, huh?

Mom died six months ago, and I found her secret diaries.

This diary is from my university days,

if you want to take a look.

And you, actually, sorry... She has never...

- We can use the informal "tu," I think. - Yes.

Ok.

Have you never asked who your father was?

Oh, yes. Yes, yes.

But she always told me he died in a motorcycle accident.

It's a bit too much, all at once.

Don't worry, I understand.

I contacted you because I'm getting married.

Ah.

And I would like you to walk me down the aisle.

Ah.

You don't look happy.

Yes, yes. It's just... Where will the wedding be and when?

Well, "when", as soon as possible.

And "where"... Well, here, why not?

I was looking for the perfect location and found my father in Martinique.

- So it's destiny, right? - Yes, "it's destiny", of course.

Dirty misery.

Sorry, but...

..you don't seem happy.

It's just that I have a girlfriend.

How do I tell her I have a daughter?

Are you engaged?

One moment.

Make sure others don't contaminate the scene.

- Okay. That's fine. - Thanks.

Good morning, Aurélien.

- Good morning. - Hi.

HI.

- What do we have? - Um...

The victim is the co-owner of the open-air theatre:

Stéphane Beaurain.

I saw his name at the entrance. He was a drama professor.

- Yes, yes, it's him. - Okay.

My cousin did an internship here. He had a good reputation.

- Hmm. - He arrived 15 years ago from Paris.

Ah, watch it. The comedy of Aimé Césaire.

-We saw it together, remember? -Yes. We liked it.

It highlights the Antilles. It's very beautiful.

Um, private life?

-He had a partner, Murielle Choisy. -Okay.

She also teaches here at the theater.

- Are there any witnesses? - Yes. Those three students.

They were trying,

when Stéphane Beaurain staggered in and collapsed.

- Ah, that must have been a shock. - Hmm.

For a long time he was a patron.

He discovered more than one talent here in Martinique.

Okay. And where's Phil? I haven't seen him.

It's in the victim's study.

Excuse me. Yes, good morning, Commissioner.

And you? How are you doing?

Great.

I feel like crying every two seconds and eating ice cream,

watching "Bridget Jones" over and over again. What about you?

Same, but I watch "The Godfather."

We don't even agree on the movies. It worked out just fine.

Sorry, I can't do it.

It will take some time for us to go back to being just friends.

Let's focus on work, in the meantime. Okay?

- Okay? - Okay.

But!

Sorry, but I have to ask you.

May I ask why you're dressed like a waiter today, Phil?

- It's for the boss. - Again?

I like her floral shirts.

- There must be a middle ground. - Do you think so?

Well, we'll talk about that later. What do we have?

Stéphane Beaurain was stabbed here seven times

and they used this paper knife.

And then he bled to death by the time he reached the outside.

It took about ten minutes.

He would have had time to write the name of the murderer.

So it's not a premeditated crime.

He must have been really angry. He stabbed him seven times!

Who could it have been? A student? - Not necessarily.

The school is open to all, and there is another entrance behind the building.

- Then it could have been anyone. I'm afraid so.

- Officer, let me pass. - What's going on out there?

Let me pass, I want to see it.

- I'm sorry, that's not possible. - Sir, sir.

Sir, calm down. Who are you, excuse me?

I'm Martial Bonneau, Stéphane's partner.

Let it pass.

Is it true that he died?

Yes, he's dead. I'm Commander Sainte-Rose. Were you two friends?

I don't believe it.

Sir, can you answer the question?

Yes, he was like a brother.

We had been working together for more than ten years.

Do you know if anyone had it in for him?

No, no, he was loved by everyone. But...

What?

It's been weird for a few weeks.

Why does he say that?

The theater is doing badly.

We needed funds, and he didn't want to help me, strangely enough.

- And do you know why? - I don't know.

Maybe it's nothing, but...

Every time he repeated...

"Here we go again, here we go again, here we go again."

What was he referring to?

Look, I don't know. I have no idea.

"Here we go again." It's a strange phrase, isn't it?

Mh.

Has Beaurain had problems with another theater in the past?

Maybe, but why not try to save him?

Commander!

- Something's strange. - Aside from your look, you mean?

This is not good, we need to talk to Lebrac.

We have other priorities, right? Tell me, Phil.

According to the document, Beaurain was 45 years old.

- Mh-mh. - But...

"And"...?

But judging by the thickness of the epidermis

and from the elasticity of the skin, it will be 10 years older.

So our only clue

Is it that the victim wasn't wearing moisturizer?

No, I don't think the cream is the cause...

Thanks, Phil. I'll ask Aurélien to follow up on the identity trail.

The bill, please.

Something doesn't add up about Beaurain:

his social security number is fake.

- Are there no traces of him elsewhere? - No.

It doesn't exist anywhere. Not at taxes, nor at the CAF.

Then Stéphane Beaurain was not Stéphane Beaurain.

It's time to talk to your partner.

Yes.

Cow.

Don't you even look at me anymore?

Honestly, I don't know about you, but it's too early for me. I can't do it.

Don't be sorry, I don't know how long it will take, but...

Ok, yes, I understand.

- If you want, I won't look at you either. - Yeah, okay.

It's not possible, you're wrong.

Why would Stéphane change his identity?

We don't know, Mrs. Choisy. We're investigating.

Have you noticed anything at the theater lately?

I hadn't been there for two weeks.

I fell like a fool.

In fact, my son takes care of me as best he can, and then I...

Here she is, I hired Charlène to assist me with my daily life.

- I'm going. - Yes. Okay.

Had she been together with Stéphane for a long time?

Yes, ten years.

It was love at first sight, we got engaged right away.

He was the one who raised Chris.

Yes, Stéphane was...

..like a father.

Has he ever talked about his past?

Hmm...

No. No, he refused.

He said he had suffered and wanted to forget.

What do you think he was referring to? A love story?

Yes, I think so.

When we met, he was a broken man.

All right, we'll keep you updated on the investigation's progress. Thank you.

Thank you.

Can you accompany them?

But how does he dress? Crazy stuff.

Yes, yes, yes. Two minutes. Two minutes and I'll be in the office.

Well, here, as far as the staff is concerned,

It's the court of miracles.

Yes, yes, well, I'm not talking about the judicial police.

That's passable, but the real problem... Huh?

The real plague is the coroner.

Let's face it: he's slow and careless.

Slow down the investigation.

No, no, no, it's the Nobel Prize for disasters.

Well, look, it's simple.

If you give me carte blanche, I'll replace him with a friend from Paris.

who knows this profession like few others.

He wants to replace him.

Merda! Shh!

Wait two minutes.

Nothing, here I am.

Yes.

The Lebrac pill isn't swallowed. I miss her as commissioner.

- Perfect, I don't have a phone anymore. - Damn.

- What happened to him? - I threw him from the first floor.

And he didn't like falling in the yard, apparently.

It is not designed to fly.

I was right. The victim is 56, not 45.

Have you discovered the identity of Stéphane Beaurain?

Yes. His DNA matches a sample in the Interpol database.

Beaurain, in reality, was Paul Richard:

"the Strasbourg killer".

Europe's most wanted man for 20 years.

19. Yes.

Before...

- ..and after. - But!

- Yes. - He had changed completely.

- Incredible. - Mh-mh.

Now I understand how it went unnoticed for so many years.

Sorry so much,

but during the autopsy he hadn't noticed the scars from the operation?

Well, here, you see...

After all this time, the scars are invisible.

It is a job done by excellent surgeons.

- Ah, yes? - Mh.

-So you're 100 percent sure? Yes.

Yes, yes. I asked two labs to rerun the DNA test.

Without you we never would have discovered this, so "well done, Phil!"

Thank you.

Huh? He deserves the boss's compliments, doesn't he?

- Good, yes. - Thanks.

I don't remember the story very well.

Paul Richard had massacred the family, right?

Almost. One daughter had managed to escape.

But he murdered his mother, his wife and his two children.

Hmm. Then he stole a boat, right?

Which they found stranded three weeks later.

Yes. Everyone thought he was dead.

The daughter must be found. She must be notified as soon as possible.

Yes, but with the utmost discretion.

The news absolutely must stay inside.

It mustn't leak out. Okay? If it becomes public,

we will find ourselves with a bunch of journalists arriving from Europe

and it will be hell. - We know the procedure.

I have my doubts.

Wait.

Do you remember why Paul Richard killed his family?

Had he lost his mind over the failure of his restaurant?

Yes.

Could the same thing have happened with the theatre?

Oh, yes! He had said to his partner, "Here we go again."

- Mh. - That's true.

- It's a lead worth following. - Mh-mh.

Are you two taking care of it?

- Yes. - Yes.

It's a terrible nightmare.

Stéphane was not a violent man at all, he was...

We were happy with him.

He can't have been lying all these years.

Maybe he had changed, but that doesn't excuse his past actions.

No! What you say is impossible!

- Chris left, do you want to talk about it? - Ouch!

Allows?

Stéphane hasn't been feeling well lately.

So it didn't fall accidentally.

- Did he push her? - It only happened once.

Stéphane was beside himself, he grabbed me and...

Didn't he say anything to protect his son?

No.

No, we didn't lie about that. He was a good father to Chris.

Perpetrators of femicides often do this.

May I ask where you were this morning?

I was here.

I was here, I didn't leave home.

I don't think Murielle killed her husband.

- She was too subjugated by him. - Maybe she wanted to protect Chris.

Already.

We would do anything for our children.

It is true.

I couldn't find Alice, Paul Richard's daughter.

Do you know what happened to him after the massacre?

She was placed under surveillance until several years later,

then he changed several foster families

until he turned 18.

- After that, nothing is known? - No. She disappeared from all radar.

I can understand her, she must have been afraid that her father would find her.

And he must have wanted to get rid of such a burdensome surname.

Tomorrow I'll try to contact the administration,

but it might take a while.

Ok.

Can I know what game you are playing?

To avoid mistakes, we no longer look at each other.

Ah, yes? - Mh.

Okay. If you think it's useful.

I have a great program ahead of me, so goodbye!

- Really? - Yes.

Okay, I'm going to buy a cell phone instead.

Won't you tell me why you flew it?

To save Phil's skin.

- Ah, yes? - Mh.

Do you want me to come with you to buy it?

I would not know.

Are you saying it's a work thing?

Well, ultimately it's about the team.

So yes, it has something to do with work.

Bah.

Melissa, you won't believe this, but I have a surprise!

Mel, meet Océane, my daughter. You can call her "Mom" if you like.

No, she can call you...

Yes, I have a daughter, so what?

Her name is Océane. But what are you going to do?

What do you want to do?

I didn't know I had a daughter. She's my daughter. "Our" daughter. No!

Cuckoo?

Surprise!

Sorry, I didn't pack it.

- A bag... - Yes.

Used.

Vintage, as they say.

At that time?

What did I do to deserve you? Come here!

Very quietly!

- This bag is beautiful. - Yes, of course. Yes, yes, very beautiful.

Good morning, Etcheverry. Leave a message.

I can't believe it! I've called him ten times,

ten times he doesn't answer!

Maybe he doesn't feel like talking. What can you do?

- Your cell phone. - Huh? Oh, yes, sorry.

- I'm going to his house. - What?

That way he won't have any other choice. It's simpler.

Do you want me to come with you?

The two of us in a car? It's like setting fire to gasoline.

- Bye. See you tomorrow, Charlery. - Bye.

What patience.

Stuff you won't believe.

Please, come in. Make yourself at home.

I worry so much, and you sit here all happy?

I need to recover.

I need to rest some more. - Sure, I guess.

Hi, Gaelle.

- Oh, it's getting better and better! - What's up?

I don't know, you arrive in Martinique and you don't even tell me.

It's always the most unexpected ones who betray you.

Look, I landed two hours ago, and I sent you some messages.

but you didn't answer.

Oh, yeah, it's because my cell phone broke.

How's love going?

With Aurélien?

Butterflies in your stomach, stars in your eyes?

The butterflies are dead, and the stars are out. It's over.

- What do you mean? - Oh, yes. It's over, it's over like that.

It can't be over. You were made for each other.

Apparently, we don't have the same plans.

- What do you mean? I don't understand. - But how do I know? That's it.

- Okay, I'll take care of it tomorrow. - Oh, no. You're not doing anything.

The situation is already complicated enough as it is.

Sorry, if I bother you, tell me, okay?

I'll leave you the house keys and go for a walk.

Can I know what Crivelli wants?

Here you are...

We need her. She needs to get back to work.

No, no, no, no, no. It's not my problem.

You didn't want me anymore, you don't have me anymore.

How many times do I have to tell him it was an accident?

- No! - Commissioner!

I beg you, please!

Mr. Etcheverry, if the plea means that it is truly serious.

Phil is at risk of being fired.

It's definitely his fault again.

She solves the problem herself.

And move from here, you're stealing precious oxygen from me.

Okay, I'm going. Damn.

Oh, yeah, Gaelle? I'm sleeping over at my family's tonight.

- Shall I come by your place tomorrow? - Yeah, okay, fine.

- It was magical last night. - Yes, the fish was delicious.

Yes, I liked that too.

Um... I have to go, I have a meeting.

Don't wait for me, I'll be here for a while. Okay?

- Okay. - See you later.

Later!

Arnaud?

What is he doing here?

And who are you?

So? Did the meeting go well?

It's my bag! I've been looking everywhere for it!

No, wait, I can explain.

- I met her 24 hours ago! - You bastard!

- Wait a minute, it's not at all... - Shut up! Or I'll slap you.

Melissa!

I am his daughter.

I arrived yesterday. He didn't even know I existed.

What's this story?

He keeps talking about her. I'll tell her everything, Melissa.

My name is Océane.

But where is the ringtone here?

Hello. Are you okay? It doesn't look like it.

You should be over the moon. Haven't you seen Arnaud?

The evening went well, but the rest wasn't so great.

Love is a scam, I will never tire of saying it.

Come on, tell me.

I have a photo of Alice Richard, the victim's daughter.

And...

..è Charlène. The servant of Murielle Choisy.

Yes.

We were wrong all along the line.

- Alice Richard... - Ossia Charlène.

Yes. She wasn't afraid her father would find her.

- No. She was looking for him to get revenge. - She waited for 20 years.

You go to your house, we go to Murielle Choisy's.

- Okay. - Okay.

Did you have a good time with the foster family?

- Sure. - Where are you going?

- I have to tell Aurélien something. - What do you want to tell Aurélien?

I'd really like to see you together, so I had a great idea!

My friend's sister knows a person

who went to couples therapy.

-That seems like a reliable source. -But why don't you want to put the pieces back together?

Because it will never work.

Can you understand it?

Do you want to do me a favor?

Do as I did and put a cross on this story. Clear?

Will you help me? Help me save Phil's skin.

You can do this.

Ok. Come?

Go to Etcheverry, stay with him, and wait for him to call you. Okay?

Excuse me.

I'm glad you're back.

Me too.

Since when do you love hugs?

Just because I don't give them doesn't mean I don't like them.

Am I wrong or did he just hug her?

I've got this reputation by now.

- I know breakups aren't easy. - I'm fine. Can we work?

Good heavens,

but what is this noise?

Oh, it's my new phone, I don't know how to use it.

- But why do they make them so complicated? - Of course!

Hello? Ouch!

Ready?

- Charlène Farah, no, who? - No.

No, she wasn't feeling well, and I gave her the day off.

Did he say he had?

Stéphane's death shook her. They got along very well.

Since she's not at home, do you know where we can find her?

No.

Listen, I don't understand, why all these questions?

What happened?

Charlene lied to her. Her name is Alice Richard.

Come Paul Richard?

She's his daughter.

No, but it's not possible.

Everyone lied to me in this story.

Did she kill him?

Indeed, between Charlène and her husband, she was surrounded by all impostors!

It won't be easy for her to trust again.

No? What do you think?

Oh, yes, of course. Lies can destroy a family.

His mind was elsewhere. What was he thinking about?

Oh, he's thinking about Arnaud! He never told me anything else.

What did he do this time?

- Is it juicy, at least? - That's the least I can say.

They're made with a cookie cutter. Go ahead, tell me.

September 5, 1999.

One of the most newsworthy events in the world occurs in the northwest of France.

most mysterious of the last 50 years: an entire family,

the Goddard family disappears at sea.

According to witnesses, Yves Goddard,

44-year-old doctor and acupuncturist...

Is everything okay? Do you need anything?

Uhm, no.

What are you doing? Enjoying a nice break?

Um, I'm not on break.

Ah, well, it looks like it!

So do you often listen to the radio during working hours?

- But no, actually I was doing... - Yeah, okay, okay.

I'll tell you one thing: I'm keeping an eye on you, you're in my sights.

I'll take care of her, you'll see!

He won't stay in this police station long.

When I send her away, she'll have plenty of time to take a break.

Hey, what's going on here?

Nothing.

- Was he threatening his colleague? - No, I would never do that.

Not at all. No, no, that's not the case, am I right?

We were talking about career guidance.

Dorian, tell us what you did, it looks interesting.

Here, I was listening to a podcast.

Listen to a podcast.

By Charlene Farah.

- Huh? - Charlène did a podcast?

Yes. On unsolved investigations.

But that's very interesting, Phil.

- Really? - Yes.

Yes, she is an independent journalist in Marseille, and I think

she infiltrated her father's family to conduct an investigation.

Good job, Phil! And did you find anything else?

Um, yes. Upon arriving in Martinique, he rented a car.

Ok.

But he didn't locate her.

- Well, yes. - Well, yes.

Yes, and it has been parked for several hours in a parking lot at Lance Figuier.

- Good, Phil. Thanks. - And couldn't you have told us before?

So many people!

Let's split up, I'm going this way, okay?

"Let's break up." They keep telling me that lately.

Good morning. Excuse me, police. Have you seen this girl by any chance?

- No no.

Thank you.

I'm fine on my own anyway.

I don't need anyone.

Good morning, sorry.

Have you seen this person?

- No no.

No? Okay, thanks.

Police. Have you seen this girl?

No thank you.

Cow!

Oh, sorry, I was wrong.

Oh, thanks.

You must come with me, Charlene.

Or should I say Alice?

No.

Alice died a long time ago.

How did he find his father?

Two months ago I saw a report on Martinique.

They interviewed Martial Bonneau.

And the camera must have caught his partner:

Stéphane Beaurain, his father. - Yes.

He was unrecognizable, of course.

But he still had that tic in his mouth that came when he was nervous.

Was that enough for you to recognize him?

No.

Not 100 percent. That's why I came here and approached him.

And how did he get hired by the family?

By chance.

Murielle needed someone

and placed the ad at the grocery store on the corner.

And she tore it up, so she was the only one to show up.

It took me a while to recognize the voice.

But he still had that kind of... Of nonchalance.

Why didn't he call the police?

Because I wanted to kill him.

And that's what I did.

He was a monster, he deserved that end.

We found the entire podcast on his laptop.

The new episode was about his father.

He probably wanted to reveal his identity.

That was the initial intention, yes.

But the more I was with him, the more I...

Did "More" want revenge?

I couldn't stand to see him live his life anymore,

knowing he had killed my family.

Good. Miss Richard, we'll have to refer you to the judge.

Hey? My dear Thais?

Could I have another glass of water, please?

Yes, Mr. Etcheverry, with pleasure.

-How thirsty are you today? Yes...

Luckily you're here.

Listen.

I was wondering if I should eat something.

Yes, of course. Yours truly, Mr. Etcheverry.

Hello? Is this the right time to call me?

Sorry I'm working. Are you at Etcheverry's house now?

Yes, of course I'm at his house. Why?

Perfect. - Do you have a plan?

Because I'm tired of being a carer.

We will all remember your sacrifice. I have a plan.

It's not the idea of the century, but it could work.

Spit it out.

Listen to me carefully. Here's what you have to tell him.

But... Is everything okay at home? Thais!

Here you go!

Thank you.

Oh, now that I think about it, he'll have to find himself some permanent help for the coming months.

What would “the months ahead” look like?

Well, from what I understand,

the new commissioner wants to replace her permanently.

I think he was talking about early retirement.

Me retiring?

- No, no, no, no, no, no, no. - Yes. It seemed so to me, in fact.

All right, then have a good day, Mr. Etcheverry.

Yes, have a good day too.

"Early retirement."

And should I retire?

What was she thinking about? Arnaud and his daughter?

No.

But now that you reminded me, I should apologize to Océane.

I could invite her to dinner to get to know her.

Why? She doesn't have to do anything.

That girl is not his problem.

I try to give the couple a second chance.

If she likes to suffer.

So, can you tell me what you were thinking just now?

There is one point I don't understand about the investigation.

- He? - Mh.

Look, Charlène Farah confessed, she has a motive and she has no alibi.

What more do you want?

Yes, but he wanted to tell Richard's story,

and at the last moment he changes strategy and kills him?

I don't see the problem. She must have been overwhelmed by emotions, I suppose.

Yes, but his way of getting revenge was the podcast. Listen to this.

It's time for the monster to pay.

With tomorrow's new episode, the world will know who Paul Richard is

and where he's been hiding all this time.

So what?

It's from the day of the murder, and he didn't publish it.

Something doesn't add up.

- Something's not right. - Yes, I know.

But don't tell me.

You know I found Charlène's car thanks to the built-in GPS.

And he wasn't at the crime scene on the day of the murder?

- No. - What was I telling you?

It was 20 kilometers from the theater.

So she didn't kill Stéphane Beaurain.

Yes, but it doesn't make any sense. If he's innocent, why is he accusing himself?

Mh.

Aurélien, are you sure you checked carefully?

Does Charlène have any distant friends or relatives in Martinique?

No, nothing. It's always been at Stéphane Beaurain's house.

And he didn't lend the car to anyone.

But she stayed several weeks with Beaurain's family

or Richard, if I'm not mistaken.

He's protecting some of them.

Maybe Murielle? The beaten and abused woman?

- Maybe it's not so strange. - Knock knock.

Sorry for the disturbance.

Can you tell me why Charlène Farah has not yet been charged?

Because I'm not sure he's guilty.

Are you kidding me?

- No. What kind of impression do I make on the prosecutor?

I said the investigation was closed.

What's so funny about that, Crivelli? Huh? Am I making you laugh?

And I thought there was only one weak link here,

But the whole team needs to change! Is that right?

Do you know what it is?

I will personally take care of renewing the staff.

And there you will laugh!

Who does he think he is? He's truly unbearable.

It was!

- How's Etcheverry's plan going? - It's underway.

- Oh, great. - Yes, great.

- What is he doing? - We know he's lying.

Not at all.

Yes, she is innocent, and we are about to arrest the real culprit.

But you already have my confession!

We know who the killer is. Don't interfere with the investigation.

Is that clear?

You're making a big mistake.

Apparently, Charlene Farah is covering for someone. Who is she?

Is it law?

I already told you. I'm innocent.

An abusive husband can be exasperating.

I loved Stéphane. I was sure he wouldn't do it again.

If it's not her, then who is it?

There must be someone to blame.

His son, maybe.

Where is your son?

I think he's in the room.

Chris, can you come, please?

He escaped through the window.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I hope you'll forgive me. I didn't mean to do it."

"Let's go somewhere safe. It'll take a few days."

"I'll call you when I arrive. I love you."

Where are they going?

I don't want him to go to prison, he's too young.

Mrs. Choisy, I will request an arrest warrant.

He'll be arrested anyway. Cooperate if you want to help him.

Do you have relatives abroad? Or anyone nearby?

Yes. Yes to Barbados.

Yes, Aurélien?

Charlène entered the port of Les Marins.

He's going by boat somewhere.

In Barbados with Chris. Here we come.

Let us know if you call.

I'm at the West Pier.

Curse!

Excuse me? Did you see a girl wearing a hat?

Did you see a girl in a denim jacket?

No.

Accident.

Have you asked everyone yet?

Yes, most of the boats are empty.

- Damn. Did you talk to him? - No, not him.

Good morning, sir, police.

Do you happen to know if there is a boat that sails to Barbados?

Yes, the boat on the second dock. They're leaving.

Oh, thank you. Let's go!

Police! Police! Don't cast off.

Get off the boat immediately.

Go out, go ahead.

Everything will be fine. We're together. Hmm?

Hands behind your back.

After you.

Let's go.

Charlène told her who Stéphane Beaurain really was.

Yes.

He didn't want me to find out with the podcast.

She told me everything before, but I didn't believe her.

So he went to Stéphane and...

And it ended badly?

He said Charlène was crazy.

But the more I insisted on certain details...

..the more his gaze changed.

You made him lose control. And he probably didn't like it.

He lost his mind.

He said he would finish the work he started 20 years earlier.

At that point, then, I understood everything.

And I was scared.

He feared for the life of Charlène or her mother.

Yes.

I didn't want him to do it again.

So I got the letter opener.

We're about to move.

We have taken the prisoner into custody

and we are ready to move.

Let's proceed with the escort.

Did he understand immediately that he had killed Stéphane?

No. No, he swore he wouldn't.

But in the end it collapsed.

His goal was not to kill Stéphane,

but reveal his identity with the podcast.

It was my way of doing justice.

I needed revenge, you know?

But Chris... He denied it to me, by killing him.

After all, how can I blame him?

For your information, Chris has no priors,

and extenuating circumstances should weigh in the balance.

And what will happen to me?

The following will be brought before the judge:

false testimony, obstruction of investigation.

But he'll get away with it by doing community service.

Agree.

- You can go if you want. - Thank you.

No! But what manners are these anyway?

Have you seen what this old man is capable of?

I have powerful friends too!

I don't understand. Look, I don't know what you're talking about!

Of course, I already spoke on the phone with the prefect, everything's resolved.

I'm getting my job back! He wanted to fire me? Well, he didn't make it!

They should lock her up in an institution!

It shows signs of senile dementia!

And now he still sees me calm.

Go ahead, go away, before I get really angry!

You know what? You know what? I'm leaving.

I'm leaving this crazy police station. And I'm warning you.

- You'll hear about me. - I have no doubt.

Oh, yes! Lebrac's word. - Of course.

All right. Goodbye, boss. Good job, Commissioner!

Well done!

And welcome back!

- Crivelli? - Mhm?

Was the early retirement story bullshit?

What? Sorry, I didn't quite understand.

Crivelli, was the early retirement story bullshit?

Oh, well, I don't know.

So he involved little Thais and manipulated her

to make her tell her lies? That's a low blow!

You know, the thing is, we missed her so much.

As we do to her, by the way. - No.

No. No, Crivelli, no.

No, the day I miss you, I want you to shoot me down on the spot!

Get back to work!

It must be said that the method was "crivellesque", but it worked!

Of course.

Thank you, Gaelle, I don't know how it would have gone without you.

Oh yes, you can say that.

Come on, let's get back to work.

Well done, Crivelli.

At least this one went well.

Already.

Thank you.

Do you want to talk about this morning?

Right.

I didn't mean to hide it from you.

I wanted to tell you last night, but I didn't have the courage.

I understand that.

- I'd like to meet your daughter. - Me too.

Listen, we've never talked about this, but...

You don't have any children, except Océane, apparently.

But have you ever wanted them?

I don't think so.

I've never actually asked myself the question.

Although I'm very happy to have discovered I have a daughter.

It's normal.

Peekaboo! How's it going?

Ah, hello!

We're all fine.

I'm glad to see you in better circumstances.

I had already forgotten everything.

Listen, I noticed that you have a very big house.

and that you have two free rooms.

My hotel, on the other hand, is a dump!

- Oh. Yeah.

And then it doesn't even have a swimming pool.

Okay, let's hear it.

So I said to myself:

"Since we need to get to know each other, could I come and stay here, no?"

It will be easier this way.

Well, yes, it's a nice idea but...

But that's fine, we're very happy about that!

- Oh, really? - Yeah, it'll be nice.

Hooray! Thank you. Thank you! Don't worry, I won't be a bother.

What can I do?

Oh, I already feel at home.