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TAPE SONG BY THE KILLS

♪ You've got to ♪

ALEXANDER MORIARTY, THE BLACK SHEEP

A MARRIAGE THAT NO LONGER SUITS ANYONE

♪ Tape ain't gonna fix it ♪

♪ Honey, it ain't gonna stick ♪

♪ ...Six. Kinds of glue ♪

ANNIV OF J MORIARTY'S DEATH: A LOOK AT A COMPLEX PERSONALITY

♪ Won't hold you ♪

♪ Oh my oh, oh my ♪

♪ You've got to ♪

♪ You've got to go straight ahead ♪

♪ Go straight ahead ♪

♪ You've got to, you've got to go straight ahead ♪

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♪ You've got to, you've got to— ♪

CHARLIE: "Hello, Sister."

♪ You've got to go straight ahead ♪

♪ You've got to, you've got to go straight- ♪

Uh-

Well- Nico? It's been a long time, how are you?

Huh?

Wait, wait, calm down,

is anyone injured?

I'm coming right now! Uh-

breathe, breathe!

Don't panic! No, no- no...

I'm on my way, right now!

- Last question: are you on any medications?

That I take myself? No.

Nicolas?

- Nicolas?

Oh! Nico!

Yes- I know him.

Are you all right? - I don't know what to say.

- You're fine, you're fine.

Don't worry, it'll be fine, I'm here.

Oh my, oh my oh my! - I have to reestablish-

It's okay, it's going to be fine.

I'll be right back.

Don't worry, don't worry, I'll take care of everything.

- What are you doing here?

. LEFT THE ROAD

- He's a friend

He's a friend, he called me,

I came right away. - Uh-huh.

- He's a friend.

Listen, can you go easy on him? He's very agitated.

Don't do your 'cowboy.'

- It's not your case, Char-lock.

- Charlock? - Char-lock, huh?

- Hi. All right?

Do you have an ID?

Anthony Sinçon.

According to the first report by Forensics,

he was driving quietly at 60 kph with his brother-in-law,

Nicolas Belliard,

when the car engine exploded.

- Exploded just like that? Poof?

- Yes. 'Poof,' like that.

They heard a noise.

Nicolas the driver got out, he had stepped away to call a tow truck.

And the car caught fire with the victim inside.

- If I may say, the fire is obviously very

impressive, but in my opinion that's not what killed him.

Rather, it was another explosion. - Meaning?

- Uh, yeah, a heart attack?

- He won't have suffered.

- May I know what you're doing?

- Ah no-! Oh yes- but- no- No no no,

that's not what I- that you- No, actually- - Holmes!

Can you explain to your intern

that he doesn't touch my corpses.

- Dr Camus, he'll touch with his eyes, naturally.

Only with the eyes.

- If you would stand down. May I? - Yes!

- Thanks a lot.

- Looks like it exploded, and an oil leak accelerated the fire.

- A kind of chain reaction, is that it? - Yeah.

- Okay, thanks.

- This "new" skirt is practical for out-in-the-field. Well...

Oh!

- I think the driver must've missed two or three technical inspections.

- Oh no, no, I know Nicolas well,

He's a perfectionist and hyper- meticulous, he'd never have forgotten.

- Wait, you know the driver? - Yes, we-

-since high school, he was my best friend.

- 'Was'?

- Yeah, we lost touch.

He did things on the internet.

I'll tell you: I think the car was sabotaged.

Suzy?

- (Who?)

It's Suzy, Nicolas's sister, and...

the victim's wife.

Boss! Boss. Boss!

- Charlie, not again, I already said no.

- Please, please!

I swear to you, boss. Nicolas is

a vague high school acquaintance.

- 'Vague' like your explanations? And why'd he call you first?

- Well, 'cause I'm a cop. - The answer is no!

- I was there first!

- Charlie, 'there first'? Do you think we're playing '1 - 2 - 3 - sun'?

It's an investigation basic: no friends and relatives.

- Am I on the team or not? - The man's dead!

You're friends with the victim!

- Boss! - Boss!

- Well, haven't I proven myself lately?

I need to feel that that matters.

And not only in words, in actions! (As well.)

- The car experts will see if it's sabotage.

- There! - In the meantime

we're not here to wax kiwis.

So let's move our asses!

And you can help, but from afar— is that clear?

- Yeah, okay.

- Your brother and your husband work together.

- My brother, Nicolas, is a trauma doctor.

Anthony is a nurse supervisor.

- They often drove together too?

- They carpooled, yes. We live on the same street.

They're at the same hospital.

- Things were going well between you and your husband?

- How's that?

- I'll ask the questions.

- I don't understand. - This kind of accident

is quite rare.

Like, very rare.

And you are a mechanic?

- A mechanic, yes. - ((Mechanic.))

- I restore vintage cars.

- Are hybrids within your capabilities?

- I can work on them.

- (This isn't going well.)

- I'm feeling tense.

- She didn't touch her coffee.

That's normal, it's disgusting.

- What's that on her left collarbone?

- It's a scar.

- I would like to- - Um, it could be a "pacemaker."

...in more detail about your relationship with your husband.

- Uh... I don't know.

Everything was fine-

- Chris?

We're gonna stop for a few minutes, huh? - (What the hell are you doing?)

- I've got you.

- So? How is she doing?

- Oh... they're keeping her for more observation.

- It's going to be all right, huh?

Tell me, has she had a "pacemaker" for a long time?

- How do you know?

- I saw her scar.

- She's had it for four years.

It was because we hadn't diagnosed her cardiac defect before.

- It must be great having big brother who lives two steps from her house!

- Hmm. Funny, blood ties.

Often, it's not until a crisis that we realize how close we are.

- Oh, excuse me. - Please-

Who is it? - Uh, nobody you know.

Actually, it was my trainee, but it's nothing important.

- You always look like you're fifteen, it's cute.

- Oh, no, no it's really my trainee, I—

—he's an anxious person,

he always needs to know I'm not far away,

for reassurance.

He's a very good person.

- You always knew how to see the good side of people.

It's what I like about you.

- Uh, and in your opinion, do you have any idea

who could've sabotaged your car?

- Are you joking? - Hold on,

it's, it's just procedure, don't worry, but-

have you had problems with someone recently,

I don't know, at work? Your personal life?

- Listen, I work ten hours a day, I do nothing else.

Believe me, I don't interest anyone.

Apart from the crazy ones.

- And when you say 'crazy ones,'

is there someone in particular?

Roxane Levigny, an accountant Nico met on an app.

- And? Was it a difficult breakup, or...?

- Yeah, we can say that,

she's been harassing him for months.

- If I may ask a little question,

not to be indiscreet, was there every anything

between you and Nicolas? - Huh? What?

He's like family, what- what makes you say that?

- No, it's just because he's good- looking and super intelligent.

- Nico? Oh!

It never crossed my mind, you should've seen him when he was 16,

a face full of pimples, like this, severe acne,

a face like spaghetti with glasses- oh!

Very disagreeable.

That's what changed, he became...

...did you see his shoulders? - Ohhh, well, nothing much.

- Do you think I'm mean?

- I dunno, I don't know him.

- This is it!

- You're sure you have the necessary distance?

- Oh! You're not going to start.

This is interesting.

You should always look in mailboxes.

- ((What are we doing?))

- Hands in the air!

- Comply.

There's nothing more dangerous than a pea with a banana.

- We were on the road 40 minutes for this?

- Your costume is beautiful - Thank you!

It's to encourage them to eat vegetables.

What we won't do for our children!

It's true, little Titan needs vitamins-

- Are those cupcakes you have there?

Mmm! Oh!

Good! It's good!

You put lemon zest in your "cream cheese."

Oh yeah, it's not bad, huh? I love it.

Oooh! Can you tell us

what happened between you and Nicolas Belliard?

Oh— no no, sorry, no no, I didn't mean to worry you, sorry!

You're doing okay, it's fine.

'Eat Five Fruits and Vegetables Per Day!'

- Well, I don't have much to tell you.

We had a relationship, and then overnight he

began to argue with me for no reason. - Mm-hmm.

Mmbpufmm! Hmm?

Hmmp.

- He was annoying— oh, I understand, really, I can tell you.

That's why you went to find him at his workplace

- I went twice,

he actually called it harassment!

I have other things to do than chase after a prospect.

- Hm-hmm!

- I think he really didn't appreciate the spyware on his phone.

- Oh yeah. No, that's true, I shouldn't have, but I blew a fuse.

I thought I'd found the ideal guy and he disappears like that overnight?

Anyway, he wasn't interesting, only talking about his work

and the gym, it was depressing.

I quickly moved on to something else.

- Are you sure about that? Excuse me, I-

I found a letter in your mailbox.

Here it is.

It's from the hospital where Nicolas works.

It's a little over 30 km from here,

you couldn't get treatment a little closer to home?

- Oh, well in fact that's because-

That graphic novel on your coffee table there

is one of Nico's favorite stories.

But you know that.

You're a romantic, hmm?

- I'm in love, not dangerous.

- You wouldn't have any mechanical knowledge?

Can I ask why you didn't tell me

you were going to see Nicolas Belliard's stalker?

- It was so you could avoid the trip, you looked busy with paperwork.

- All right, is this your way of investigating 'from afar', huh?

- Mmm!

I never noticed how nice the little bumps on my tongue feel.

Anyway, it's not her.

- Oh yes? How do you know that?

- Because she geolocated Nicolas with spyware.

I checked the history,

She hasn't been near his car for at least two months.

- How did you do that?

Outside of procedure obviously.

Anyway, it's useless.

- It's all good, Chris. - Thank you very much.

- Yes, yes, yes, it's useful because now we have confirmation

that Nicolas had nothing in his life

besides the hospital and the gym.

- Yes, I already knew that, sorry.

So you see, while you were having your snack the prosecutor

authorized us to check the CCTV from the gym.

- Chris, I'll have you know it was Charlie who

solved your last two cases. So...

- Oh! - What are you doing?

- I wanted to follow you. - So close?

- How's this? - Again.

There.

- Samy! Samy, follow me!

- Can we see the CCTV cameras in the parking lot?

- There...

. - Fast forward. - Fast forward.

. - We don't have . rhythm, but we get . along very well.

- May I?

Fast-forward, please.

- Fast-forwarding. - Mm-hmm.

Again... again... There, "stop"!

Okay, they come back after an hour and twenty minutes.

No one's touched the car.

It's like she said.

- Yeah, uh...

Are they working out some more? They took their bags.

- Yeah? So? - I know Nicolas very well,

I know he's always concerned about hygiene.

- Okay...

- Here he's still in his workout clothes,

that means he didn't sweat in them.

- Can we see the images from inside please?

- Yes, one second...

Here we are.

- They're not in there.

- Are there other angles?

- Uh, right away. There.

. - They aren't there. - They aren't there.

- Proceed.

- Where are they going?

- It's a hotel, sir.

. - A hotel? - A hotel?

- Why are they going to a room instead of the gym?

- Come, I'll show you.

- I don't understand why he lied to me.

- It wouldn't be easy to admit,

'I'm banging my brother-in-law.'

- We're still talking about a murder investigation.

Suzy has a motive as big as a mountain.

- Do you think he'll protect his sister?

- I don't know.

- I only want the people I love to stop lying.

What are you doing, honey? Huh?

I was at Roger's rehearsal.

Chantal still messed up the fourth verse again!

She was a bit drunk, I'd say.

Anyway, I'm exhausted, I'm going to bed.

You should do the same, huh?

- Did you know I was the daughter of Alexander Moriarty?

Nothing to say?

- What are you looking for, Charlie? Huh?

- Explain it to me or don't.

- Your mother was in love with him.

She got pregnant.

But he was already married.

And... he returned to London after you were born.

That's it. Are you happy?

- Don't you feel like you're forgetting a big detail here?

You never told me he lived with mom and me.

- Our two families promised to never again have contact.

Owen, his father, and I did everything to make Alexander see reason.

That's it.

I'm sorry Charlie.

- I had a father and now he's dead.

All these years you made me believe that I have no family!

- Listen to me:

the Moriartys are not your family, all right?

Those people are unhealthy, toxic,

and they have always been!

- You are toxic.

ACCOUNT STATMENT ANTHONY SINÇON

LIFE INSURANCE

- I'm 40 years old! - No no,

you don't know...

...why are you saying-

- Jess? Chris? I have something new.

- Already?

- 'I'm Suzy Sinçon. I buy, restore and resell classic cars.'

- Nothing new so far. - Listen to her!

- Thanks, Jess. So...

'Last year I bought ten classic cars

that I've been trying to sell for months.'

'Absolutely nothing is moving, prices keep falling.'

- Could your garage go bankrupt?

- 'Almost, but I want a safety net.' - In other words?

Anthony Sinçon had taken out life insurance from Messian Co.,

of which Suzy Sinçon is sole beneficiary.

- That's more than a safety net. - I am I am I am,

- Hell of a motive for murder. - A hell of a motive for murder!

- We need to everyone to know. Jess? - Okay!

- I- I understand Nicolas- yes, yes, I know what you're going to say,

I know what you're going to tell me, I'm too close to him—

—I'm so close to him he won't see me coming, I promise you.

I'm tired of his lying.

- Charlock-

- Charlotte. - Charlotte-

- Charlie.

Good job.

- (It's a compliment!) - Mm-hmm.

- Oh, well! - Ahhh!

- You've got a little gem there. - Hey?

- That one's mine, yeah!

- Clearly unaffordable!

- In life we can dream a little.

You just have to give me a raise.

- That's it. Look at that! This one's mine!

- Nonsense, you can see there's no room inside,

where would your teenagers sit? - In the back, it'll all be fine.

- No... this is a woman's car.

- 'Woman's car'? - Yeah...

- 'Woman's car' is an oxymoron.

Yeah, I've done "The Decodeurs," partner.

- Oh, well apparently it didn't stop you from becoming a big macho.

- Ms Sinçon? Can we see you? Remember us?

Were you aware that your husband was having an affair?

- Excuse me?

- It wasn't planned;

it just happened!

And then it was too late, we'd fallen in love.

- Why did you lie?

- Please, don't tell Suzy.

- What are you talking about?

- Did you know that your brother was sleeping with your husband?

Anthony had taken out life insurance.

Your sister was the sole beneficiary.

- So?

- According to the contract, the payout doubles in the event of a road accident.

- I don't know if you knew, Nicolas, but

it's going to be very bad for you.

- Suzy couldn't sell her cars,

so when she found out her husband was cheating on her with you,

she tampered your car. - To get the insurance money and

then try to save her "business."

- No no, Suzy wouldn't do that.

- We think we know people, until they show us.

- You'll have to accompany us to the police station.

- What is all this about?

I want to speak to a lawyer! - Mm-hmm.

- (Fuck, I don't believe it!)

Is this a joke?

- What is it?

- I don't believe it!

- The Forensics expert is certain: the explosion was accidental.

We're closing the case, it's dismissed, that's all.

- But, if I may, commissioner,

does Forensics often end an investigation that is so advanced?

- Oh no, little guy, don't push Grandma.

' No sabotage', it's in black and white, we found no other evidence.

- No, obviously we have nothing,

the biggest point is the mechanical aspect.

We can't stop now, we have to dig! Shit!

- He's right.

She lives next door and could tamper with her brother's car,

not to mention the motive. - For once we all agree, all right?

This new team cohesion is enchanting,

but the Prosecutor closed the case.

No evidence, no investigation— period.

- That's it?

- That's it.

- Very nice, the police. - I beg your pardon?

- I said 'Very nice, the police'! - ((Charlie? Charlie...)) Ahem.

((Charlie?)) (Charlie?) ((Charlie-))

- Why do we do this job?

For truth or the procedure? Huh?

Wait, wait!

What is Anthony to you? A file number? Is that it?

No, he's a victim!

- Charlie, we have a hierarchy and we obey orders!

We're cops, not private detectives.

Tell me, what were you expecting?

- A surprise. - No,

there are no surprises, nothing hidden, come on.

- No, we don't know everything,

I'm not changing my mind.

- Hey guys, how are you?

Hey!

You don't say,

she dropped the depressed nun costume.

- See the shoes? - They suit you very well!

- Hello. - Hello!

- This is Muriel, former police commander

and now a private detective!

- Nice to meet you.

- Your guy? - Yes- no! No no no no!

No no, he's- he's my intern! - Intern.

- Is that what they call it now?

- Oh, no no, I'm really her intern, I'm a doctor.

- Interns are damn cute now.

- Yes, but I really am...

- Yes, sure.

- I don't have time, I'm doubleparked, quick, tell me what I'm doing here.

- Uh, yes, uh, tell me, do you still do contract work for

insurance companies? - It depends, who're you thinking of?

- Messian. - Hmm, interesting, they pay well.

- Mm-hmm! The prosecutor closed the case,

but I feel like there's a scam.

Tell me, do you think an insurer could

force the prosecutor to reopen the investigation?

- Well, if the conclusions aren't satisfactory,

they can file a complaint to apply pressure. - AH!

- Mm-hmm. The file? - Yes!

- Wait, wait wait what're you doing? It's internal to the force, it's not worth it!

No! (Let's go!)

- If this might piss off my sister by way of payback, it's a gift!

- What'd you say, your sister?

- I'm the one you should be interning with, kitten.

- Muriel is Billon's half-sister.

- The better half!

- Ha ha, 'the better half'!

- This doesn't feel right.

- Don't worry, don't worry! I'll handle it, kitten!

- What did you say?

- 'Intern.' My intern. - Mm-hmm. Okay.

How are you Charlie? All right?

- I don't want to talk to you.

- Charlie!

Don't be like this!

Charlie!

Oh!

(Oh shit!)

- Yes— it smells very good, but we don't smoke here.

- What? - No, it's a police station, no smoking!

- You gonna arrest me for vaping?

- I want to know what you're doing here.

- You're not happy to see me, Croquette?

- Well, after I ask these gentlemen to show you out.

- I'm engaged by Messian Insurance to reopen

your sloppy investigation into into Anthony Sinçon's 'accident.'

My client is threatening to file a complaint against this station.

- How are you aware of a confidential investigation?

- Anonymous source.

- Boss, I can explain everything. Everything.

- Yes, well it still doesn't explain what you're doing here.

- You didn't get a call from the prosecutor?

. I feel like this time . everyone will do . a good job.

- Oh yeah, good.

Basically you're here to watch us, right?

- But how clever is he? You wouldn't be a cop by chance?

- No. No. Hmmp.

No

- What?

If Suzy tampered with her brother's car in her garage,

she had to have left a trace somewhere.

So we should check her spare parts and her tools,

see if she looks at software- - Croquette!

I really want a coffee, please.

Could you bring me one?

I don't want to order you around.

Two sugars!

It's so good being with your family.

- It's good, we received the warrant to search the garage.

- Can we come with you?

- Do I still have a choice?

- Don't take it personally, he's having his period.

- Erm...

- Keep it warm, I'm coming back.

- Muriel?

Samy? Get busy with the paperwork in the office.

You come with me, we'll turn over the storage room...

- Hey- no, not- Chris?

- Huh?

- And me?

- Yeah, uh, er, you know what? Don't touch anything.

You can keep watch on madam.

'Kay?

How are you? You holding up?

Oh! Wow.

No, it's...?

That's marvelous!

It must drive well.

- You should've seen her when she arrived. She was a wreck.

I re-did everything:

the engine, the chrome, the rims.

- I remember in high school with your brother, you knew how to fix everything.

I really admired that.

Handling all these tools,

you're stronger than me (because)...

No, it's about more than the mechanics, it's...

It's about this. Phew.

- You can get in.

- I can?

- Be careful.

- I, I'll get in.

Whoa.

Wooo.

- There! Tell me, how much is this little wonder?

- Oh well, if you want to buy it, it's too late, I sold it yesterday.

Like all those you see.

- You sold everything?

- A collector got a crush from photos I put on Instagram.

- So this is all sold and you no longer need

the big life insurance.

- What life insurance?

- Well, the life insurance that Anthony took out in your name.

You didn't know?

- That's so him.

Wanting to protect me without telling me.

You know, I would never have succeeded in doing this if he hadn't been there.

- Suzy, I'm sorry.

(Suzy...)

- So? Done?

Well, let's go.

- 'Later, huh?

I know she checks all the boxes for being guilty,

but I really feel she's sincere, I'm sure- - 'I feel, I feel,' oooh!

Are you psychic? - No.

Because, see, us poor cops, we need proof.

- Yes.

It's still very annoying to have started all this shit

to conclude it was a simple accident.

- You have to dig on the brother's side.

- In other words?

- Well, everything is based on his statements.

- From the start your Nicolas has been playing close to the edge,

but he's not in the clear.

- It's true, he lied to you about his affair.

- Because he was ashamed of what he did to his sister.

- Ahem.

- Girl, save yourself a lot of time:

if it's a guy, you can be sure

he's been messing with you from the start. - Oh.

- We think we know people, until they show us.

- Where are they going? - It's a hotel, sir.

- ...if it's a guy, you can be sure

he's been messing with you from the start.

- "Room service!"

Nicolas Belliard and Anthony Sinçon meet in a hotel,

every week for two months.

And on those occasions they always

ask "room service" that it's you who serves them.

- On the day of Mr Sinçon's death, you stayed—

—in his room for 22 minutes.

- Yeah, um... - Isn't that long to serve champagne?

- We may have spoken, I didn't really know them.

- Yeah... so you chat for an average of 15 minutes

on each of their visits to the hotel.

And this went on for eight weeks. - Heh, ah...

it wasn't prohibited by the customer.

- Yes, a man.

This man is dead.

And you are one of the last to speak to him.

We really need your help to understand what happened to him.

- I have nothing to do with it.

- We'd just like to know if you noticed anything special that day.

- I want to speak to a lawyer.

- It isn't necessary, you're free to leave.

But if you know anything about the death of Mr Sinçon,

it's time to talk.

- I'm going to leave.

- You stay there, we're taking your statement.

- No, for the moment the timeline of the crime isn't confirmed.

- I want to put all that behind me.

- I know.

Just...

Well, do you remember talking to a hotel employee,

a young man named Milan Errera?

- No I, I didn't see him.

- Maybe anyone from room service?

- No, I really don't know, I didn't pay attention. Why?

- Nothing. I'll call you back, don't worry.

Okay, okay, he lied to me, but I still miss him!

- Excuse me, Charlie, I'm sorry but can't you see that-

- You don't know Nicolas!

It's true, I didn't see was hiding something from me

because we're very close, but...

I don't see him killing Anthony,

and above all I don't see the connection with Milan,

I don't understand that.

- Well, I don't see the connection either, but in any case he's hiding something,

you need to find out what, or the case will be closed.

Again.

- And heads will roll.

- Well all right then, I'm going to go. - Now?

- Yes. - No!

- Some of us have a family life, and I have two hungry teenagers

waiting at home, Urban Development of the Port of Rotterdam is tomorrow's homework,

and a session with the child psychiatrist

over video, which costs me an arm and a leg.

So, see you tomorrow.

- There's nothing to be done, eh? You have to make a

choice between kids and dedication to the job.

- Charlie, we are all tired, I think

it might be a good idea to take a break

before a mistake is made.

- It's okay, Milan's under pressure,

that's often when they pull some kind of bullshit.

That's the way it is.

- Charlie? No, no

wait, that's not what I meant!

Charlie- - Oh, my coat!

Your car keys! Come on, come on!

- Chip?

Well, nothing's happened, we've been waiting for three hours,

he's definitely sleeping.

- No, you're really tired, go home, I understand.

- No, I don't want to go home now, I'm staying.

Actually, I know you, there's something about this pendant.

- No. - You're always fiddling with it.

- I discovered stuff about my past.

Things that my grandfather's been hiding for a while.

For a very long time.

- Great, super-exciting.

- My father was Alexander Moriarty.

- No! - (Mmm!)

Well, it's a good story.

I've gained a half-sister called- - April Moriarty, I know! Sorry—

—but the Holmeses and Moriartys have been at war for years and years!

I mean, it's a bit like Romeo and Juliet,

the Capulets and Montagues, like The Stones and The Beatles—

—I'll be less loud- - Mm, my hearing is really good.

- April Moriarty is the secret daughter of Darth Vader and Cruella De Vil!

Plus, she just took over the Moriarty media empire. Sorry, but

these people have dirt on their hands-! - Sssh!

Start it up, start it up!

I told you he was going to move, I told you!

- What is this? - A factory.

- I'll go. - Hey! Hold on, hold on. Hold on.

- But I'm just going to look around, don't worry.

You stay in the car.

- No, I don't like this.

I don't know, I have a "feeling" I should be there.

Come on, we'll wait until tomorrow and come back,

why does it have to be right now?

- (Don't be afraid!)

(Very good.)

(Oh!)

(Anthony?)

(That- )

- (What the hell is she doing?)

- Mmm.

- ...how could you?

- She's a cop!

- It wasn't supposed to go this far.

. You have to . leave, quickly.

- No. . No. .

- We have no choice.

- I won't go without you.

- Hey,

it's you and me, huh?

Whatever happens, I'll join you.

But first you're going to let me handle this.

Believe me.

- Excuse me?

Excuse me,

I heard you just now, but

how do you plan to 'handle this'?

- I'm really sorry.

- But- ah! - Are you okay?

- No, that's okay, it's nothing.

Yes, I'm good- oh, he hits kind of hard.

- Oh, oof... - I'm here.

I'm very happy, very happy - very happy - very happy that you're really alive.

Really, but- I'd really like to know

who the was body that we found instead of you?

Why'd you do that?

- Why did I do that? I just saved you!

- But I, I was in the process of questioning a suspect!

- Sorry, it wasn't obvious!

In any case, the reinforcements are here, you handle things.

- Oh, but-! This isn't right, you mustn't take it like that!

No, sorry! Yes, thank you for coming to save me!

Thank you.

Oh!

- Fine, I'll stay— but just til you get home. - Oh, well...

Let's recap—

—you were driving with Anthony...

sitting in the passenger seat.

And then you saw smoke.

Can you answer yes or no very clearly, it's for the camera.

Please.

- Ahem. Yes.

- You got out of the vehicle and stepped away to call a breakdown service.

And then the car caught fire with Anthony inside.

- I already told you all that.

Why are you asking me these questions, Charlie?

- There is no need to identify a body if a witness can

attest to his identity. But you already know that, right?

- I put that in my statement.

- Yet you forgot one detail.

- (Oh, fuck. No.)

- What started it all?

- Suzy is really very sick.

The "pacemaker" is a temporary solution,

I can't bear the thought of losing her.

I discovered a revolutionary operation in Canada.

It would change everything for Suzy.

- Hunh. It would be expensive.

- Hence the insurance scam. Suzy and Anthony couldn't afford it.

- I can't help her, (no.)

I can't accept it.

- You never had a relationship with Anthony.

- No. But I knew that he'd met someone.

I studied hybrid engines for months.

I found a way to perfectly fake the accident.

- Speak to...

where you found a body with Anthony's build?

Did you help yourself to the hospital morgue?

- Yes.

I spent all my time there during breaks.

- Then?

- Honestly, I was going to give up.

When an unclaimed body arrived with the same morphology as Anthony.

We had to act quickly.

- I never had a relationship with a man before Milan.

I met him at the gym next to his work.

It was obvious happiness.

And then-

- That was the moment your wife's health condition worsened.

- (Yes.)

- Leaving your wife who's dying is a great way to start a new life, right?

So, with Nicolas Belliard you decide to scam the insurance.

- He convinced me it was the best solution.

I could live my life with Milan, save Suzy, and start from scratch.

Coming from his mouth everything sounded easy.

He told me he would take care of everything.

- The meeting at the hotel was to organize your escape.

- Yeah.

- Then Milan joins Anthony in the countryside,

to be able to leave the country with new identities, is that it?

- Yes.

- Why did you call me?

- I'm sorry, Charlie.

I'd do anything to save my sister,

I didn't want to hurt anyone.

- You staged the accident, and Suzy

would get the insurance money for the operation,

was that the plan? - (Yeah.)

- Did your wife know?

- No— on my life!

- So you'd rather pretend to be dead than admit to her that

you had met someone?

Classy.

- You okay? - Yes, thanks.

- How are you doing?

- Yeah. I guess we didn't have much in common anyway.

Have we found Milan? - No

Anthony Sinçon refuses to say where he is.

You were right, Charlie.

But never do anything like that again.

Bringing in my sister was really a low blow.

- I got carried away.

- Lately you've changed, Charlie, and that's good.

And sometimes your mindset is really... weird.

You're sure you're okay?

- It's just that this investigation was harder than I thought.

- You know what? Take a few days, I insist.

And come back feeling better.

- Don't forget Croquette, I don't want your job anymore.

- I believe you.

The role of truffle dog for insurers suits you wonderfully.

- But just imagine— my client is delighted!

I don't understand why you're wasting your time here.

- We've never shared the same values.

- Dad and mom aren't here anymore and

you continue to play the model little girl.

It'd almost be touching if it wasn't a little sad.

- Mmm. - Hmm.

- You know what is sad? - What?

I kindly invite you to lunch

because no one is waiting for you at home, as usual.

- Yes, but fort me it's a choice.

And it's your turn to pay.

- Indian, or Chinese?

- Mmm... Chinese.

- You want chopsticks or are you eating with your feet?

- Samy?

Samy? - Hmm?

- I wanted to say—

—thank you for being there for me.

- Well, it was no big deal.

- No, because I know I can be—

—I can be kind of, really, really...

- 'Intense'?

- Yes. - Yes.

No, I think that I understand something. It's that...

your friend Nicolas underestimated you.

A bit like the whole force, by the way.

Underestimating you, and underestimating how you do it.

And there, I think that

for some time you've been feeling a little more yourself.

And I think it feels good,

but if I can just say-

- I understand.

All that is an illusion.

- Almost.

- Hey, listen,

I have to understand what's going on in my family.

After that, I- I-

I'll talk to my shrink and I'll resume my treatment.

But I'm leaving for a few days,

to meet my half-sister.

- You're sure it's a good idea?

- If I want answers I have to go to the source.

- Charlie?

If you want we can take my car.

Logistically, I saw there's a Eurostar at 3:44 pm,

we would arrive in London in the evening.

- Thank you!

So I get the impression it's a big yes. Validation!

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