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- Hello, you've reached the
voicemail of Charlie, Charlie Holmes,

please leave a message.
Thank you.

- Charlie, it's me again, call me back!

I'm on my way, I'll be there in 5 minutes.

Well, if I find the house.

I'm seriously starting to
worry, so please call me back.

Charlie!

Is there anyone there?

Wh- what?

Mr Holmes? Mr Holmes, can you hear me?

Mr Holmes! Georges?
If you can hear me, squeeze my hand.

Georges? Georges?

Oh, damn.

Hello? Yes, can you hear me?

Dr Samy Vatel, it's an emergency, come to

5 Impasse de l'Étang in Fay-de-Bretagne,

the little green house at the end.

Yes, a man was shot in the chest.
- (Samy!)

- Life-threatening emergency, a
transfusion will be needed. Charlie?

- We still don't have the results,

but what I can tell you is that

the bullet was deflected by a rib.

It didn't touch the heart or aorta.

He was lucky.

- Are you going to remove it?

- You know, it's already
a miracle that he's alive.

Now we're talking about a stage 3 coma.

I can't guarantee that he'll wake up.

- Doctor?
- Excuse me.

THE FINAL PROBLEM

- It's the prosecutor.

I'm fighting to get the investigation.

Yes, Mr Prosecutor?

- It's going to be fine.

- Samy, I don't understand what happened.

- You still don't remember anything?

- It's a black hole.

Yesterday I took a sleeping pill.

- One?

That wouldn't cause a "blackout."

Well I'll leave you.

If, if you need...

Don't hesitate, call me.
I'm here.

- Wait.

Take me back there,

I need to understand what happened.

- Inform me as soon as
we have the ballistics back.

Charlie?

How are you?
What are you doing there?

We could've taken a
statement from you later.

Later?

- I don't remember anything, I-

I don't even remember how I

ended up in the living room.

Total blackout.
It's a nightmare.

- It's shock, it's normal.
Don't worry, it'll come back later.

- And do you remember roughly
what time you arrived yesterday?

- 10 pm, maybe a little later.

- Was George here?

- Yeah. Well, I think.

His things were here, his car was...

parked in front.

- But he was here.
- Yeah.

- Listen, several robberies
have occurred in the area.

Do you see anything missing here?

- Charlie? Are you okay?

- There's always a
little cash in this drawer.

I'll check.

There's nothing left.

- Nothing left?

- The- the chess board.
The chess board was here.

It's not here, it's disappeared.
- That was Sherlock Holmes's?

- Yes.

My grandfather brought it, he told me.

And when I arrived, I saw it, it was there.

I'm sure it was there.

- It's a legendary piece, for
a collector it would be priceless.

- Does it look worn?
Anything in particular about it?

- Yes, the initials 'SH'
were engraved on the board.

- And a scratch from square
A7 to B8, a bullet hit it when...

uh, Sherlock Holmes
was practicing shooting.

- And your grandfather, he has a gun?

- No, I mean, my grandfather's retired,

he hasn't had a gun since he retired.
- Hey, oh...

Why would he have a gun?
- Charlie, Charlie. (Charlie.)

It's going to be fine.
Take it easy, all right?

- Hmm.

- We're here.

Are you all right?

- For those who were so fortunate,
it was an honor to serve under him.

George Holmes wasn't just the best boss.

He was also the most annoying.

He's not the type to let go
of the limelight so easily.

When he wakes up, we have
to have caught the shooter.

Don't just stand around,

let's get going!
- Let's go!

- Boss?

Boss?
- Don't even try.

- But listen to me at least.

- I had to do a belly dance to get
the prosecutor to give the case to us.

I had to promise to step back, so do you.

Not this time.

Charlie, you need to rest.

- I can't. It'll drive me crazy.

I don't know, give me
something to do, anything.

I need to keep my mind
busy. Do you understand?

- Here. Take care of this,
it'll take your mind off things.

Theft of parcels from
a transport company.

- I'll be fine.

- This chess board,
is a collector's item, although at

first glance there's
nothing exceptional about it.

- Well that means
the guy did his research.

- Probably.

- And was maybe even
in contact with Mr Holmes.

Get the Forensics guys on the phone.

Jess, get the phone logs.

And you, look at Sherlock fan sites,

fences, and online auctions. All right?

If we find the chess board,

we have a chance to catch the attacker.

CONNECTION INTERRUPTED

- Are you okay?

- Yes. I'm fine.

- Billon told me you're on a case?

Theft of packages from "Fast,"

a transport company?
- Mmm.

- Shall we go?

- Okay.

But this time it's me who's taking you.

- Be careful, Patrick, okay?
All right. I'll give this to you.

- Okay.
- I'm counting on you, okay?

- All right.
- I'm counting on you, okay?

- Excuse me. As I was saying,
this has been going on for a month.

I thought I would handle this internally,

but clearly these guys are smart.

- Do you have this kind of
system in all your trucks?

- Yes. We change
the code every week.

Everything you need is in the file—
- Oh, yes.

—thefts listed by delivery person, route,

uh, employee schedule-
You have a lot to do.

- Thank you very much.
- Thank you sir.

- Listen, I hope you find
them, because, clearly,

if it goes on I'll have to close the doors.
- Oh, no! No no,

we'll do everything possible to...

No no, there'll be
no shutting down, that is.

Good luck!
- Thank you.

Sure you don't want me to drive?

- Poppy's car? No,
I'm the only one driving it.

- Explain to me why we're
following this route in particular?

- Because it's the only one that
passes through Rue Gambetta today.

- And?
- When there've been thefts,

they've gone through
here at one time or another.

Everything is in the file.
- Mm-hmm. Clever.

Here.

The driver, he's going to the back.

- It's him. He's the thief.

- The driver? On his own route?

- Look carefully. It's not the same driver.

- Oh, well, indeed, he
lost 12 inches and his mustache.

- I have no more battery,
I don't believe it.

- Do you want me to call Jess?
- Uh yeah, please.

Tell her to join us.

So he's our thief: Léo Perret.

- He's an employee of the company?
- He had the truck codes,

he knew the routes.
It wasn't complicated.

- Yes, Jess?

- I love this lamp.
- It's busy, huh?

It's not feng shui.
- Mmm mmm...

- He shouldn't be long.

When he's not working, he
always manages to come see me.

- Mmm. Yes, he's nice,
I know. Mm-hmm.

- He's a good son.
- Hmm. There are a lot

of "gadgets" here though, uh...

Are you into... "gadgets"?

- Oh, no. They're from Leo. He spoils me.
- It's me!

- Oh, honey, a gentleman and lady
from the police wanted to see you.

- Hello.
- Hello.

- Hello? But- you're in uniform.

I thought you weren't working today.

- Yes, that's because I'm
helping out a friend for an hour,

he has a problem.

- Yes, he's doing him a favor.

- Mm-hmm.
- It's no bother,

if you want to score you don't play solo.

- Mm-hmm.

Can we talk somewhere else,
in another room?

- Why? I have nothing
to hide from my mother.

- You probably have
a storage unit, a garage?

- Yes, we can go there.
- Ah? Let's go there— we'll follow you?

You have a good son.
- Yeah.

- Can I have a little more cake?
- Be my guest.

- Thank you.

- Oh!
- Oh yes, really!

- Yes, there's lots of stuff!
- Oh yes.

- So this is where you
store your stolen goods

and then resell them.

- And the rest you give to your mom.

- Excuse me.

AUCTION ALERT: EXCEPTIONAL .
PIECE THAT BELONGED TO .
SHERLOCK HOLMES .

Um, Jess, you'll take
care of the gentleman?

- Yes, of course.

- I have quite a few
of that, it's really good.

I was thinking, can we work something
out? I have TVs and computers inside.

- I have things too.
- Oh! Ha ha!

- No, please, not
in front of my mother.

- Shoulda thought about
that before, little man.

- Yes, did you get the guy from
the ad? Is it the chess board?

- Charlie,

we found the guy who
posted it. The ad was fake.

- Oh!
- It was a scam.

- A scam, are you sure?

- No- Charlie? Trust me, all right?

- Okay. Thanks, Chris.

- Charlie, can we please
put some boxes in your car?

- Yes of course, I'll open the trunk.
- Okay. Thanks, huh?

- Oh dear.

- Uh, wait. The trunk?

- Uh, no, it's stuffed
with Poppy's fishing gear,

We'll put them in the back instead,

yes?
- Thanks, that's fine.

- Are you all right?
- Yes! And you?

I'll help you to...
- Thanks.

- No.

Do you think George left it here?

- No, it was in the house last
night, I saw it when I got there.

- It's blood!

- So apparently

the chess board was put
there after my grandfather was shot.

- And the thief tried to escape in the car?

That's weird, right?

There may be DNA, why
didn't you show it to Jess?

- I don't know, I was shocked.
- No no, this isn't okay Charlie,

you have to tell the team!
- (You're right.)

I'm going crazy.

Yes, that's what's happening.

I don't understand anything anymore.

- Trust me, talk to Chris.

- You're right.

- He's not here.

- Has anyone seen Chris?

- Uh no.
- No.

- No, we haven't seen Chris.

- Okay, could you look downstairs?

And if you pick up any
information along the way...

Oh, have you seen Chris?
- No.

- Loïc, you haven't seen Chris?

- Yes, he went to take a statement
from the house's neighbors.

Well, your house's.

The one at the lake.
- All right.

- Want cookies?

Yeah? Look.

Marco made them.

- If it's... Oh.
- Smells good, huh?

- No, thank you, it's okay.

- I know you must not be very
hungry, but you need to eat a little.

- I'd love to, can I have one?

- No. They're for Charlie.

- But she doesn't want them.
- Oh, well she'll have them later!

- I'm going to starve to death,

just one cookie would be fine.
No one will see the difference.

Marco made them to give to people, right?

Marco would be pleased
if you offered me a cookie.

Are you good with that?
I just want a cookie.

In the meantime, I could starve.

- Have a cookie.
- Thank you.

- Jess? What is this car?

- It's Léo Perret's,

he kept it in storage.
The guy didn't have the registration.

I took the opportunity
to bring back the last boxes.

- Good, we're going to question him?

- That's it. See you later.
- See you later.

- LOOK OUT!

- People order too many
things they don't need.

Have you ever thought
about your carbon footprint?

Because that's the main problem, you know.

So they get reimbursed and
no one gets screwed. Everyone wins.

- And the car hidden in your storage?

- Oh no no no, I wasn't hiding
the car. No, the car I bought.

Actually, I traded for it.
- With whom?

- The boss of the scrapyard near Rezé.

I traded it for a computer and a fryer,

a deep fryer-
- When?

- 'When'...

Yes, I had a hangover, because
the day before was Bab's birthday party.

So, on April 18th.

He was going to compact it.

It would've been wasted, right?
That's the problem.

- Yes-
- I work in the circular economy.

- Mmm, all right.
Actually, you steal packages,

that's what the prosecutor will say.

And then I'll tell your mother you
won't be coming home for dinner.

- That's nice, thank you.

One little thing.

Yes, please stress that I'm
doing this to save the planet.

- Of course.

- Thank you.

- Hey, he's a comedian.

I heard part of the interrogation.
- Oh. Yes?

- Is there something I didn't do right?

- No, on the contrary, you
reassured me, you broke him easily.

Why are you so
interested in this car?

- I think it's my reckless driver's.

- You think this little
bastard tried to run you down?

- No, I don't know.

He says he's only had it
since a week after my accident.

- Well, let's check all that out.

You can go.
- Huh?

- Go see Georges.

- No, first I'll write
my interrogation report,

I'll go see him later.

- Okay, champ.
But don't overdo it.

No one will blame you for letting up a bit.

- Go ahead, babe. I've got your back.
- (Yeah!)

- Loïc will be annoyed if he sees
you here, you didn't want his cookies,

Marco put so much love into them.

- And so many raisins.

MAKE PAYMENT

- I ate one,

PAYMENT FAILED, TRY AGAIN

and when I went to the bathroom

it was an incredible experience, because

I've never eaten anything that was
both... too much and undercooked.

- Hold on, my card doesn't
work. I don't understand.

- Hmm? My treat.
- Well... thank you.

- My pleasure.

- What?

My bank says I'm overdrawn.

CARD BLOCKED .
OVERPAYMENT LIMIT

- Oh yeah? You're out of money?

- Yes yes, I have money.

Thanks, Jess.
- Yeah.

Hello?

FLIGHT TICKET MEXICO
WITHDRAWAL

- Let's go.

- So?
- I have the information.

Well, the advantage is that
when you're an intern, no one

really pays attention to you!

Well, I have many things to tell you.

1. Your grandfather's phone
rang for the last time

at 5:30 am, the time of the attack.

2. He had a gun.
Were you aware of that at all?

- Poppy? No. No... No.

- Apparently, yes.
It was small caliber.

According to Camus it
corresponds to his injury:

What happened was, he had
to take it out to defend himself

and it backfired on him.

And, 3. Chris is investigating

if it might not necessarily
be a burglary, it could be

a former 'client' of Georges's who
got out of prison and is taking revenge.

What's going on?
- I have to show you something.

Apparently, last night I
bought a ticket to Mexico City.

- What?
- Yeah. My credit card is blocked,

My account was debited, I checked.

So, I have a seat on a plane
leaving tomorrow morning.

- For Mexico?
- Mmm.

As if I wanted to flee.

As if someone wants me to be blamed.

Well, I think.
- Wait, wait wait,

wait, you have to tell Chris
right away. And about the chess board.

- The chess board: I sent the

DNA samples to the lab, 'urgent.'

If a name comes up, I'm
cleared and we find the culprit.

- You don't plan on catching them alone?

- Samy, I don't have a choice!

I'm the case's number one suspect.

All the evidence is pointing to me!

I don't know if you can hear me.

I don't even know if you're in pain.

The doctor says you're not in pain.

You have to wake up.

We have lots of things
to say to each other.

I don't care if you hid my father
from me, or that he was a Moriarty.

You're my family, I need you.

(I'll be back tomorrow.)

I wanted to sleep here but
they said it wasn't allowed.

- Yes, I know.

But if you want, you
can sleep at my place.

Well, then there's my brother.
- (I'd like to.)

(Yes, thanks.)

So, it's a real mess here.

- Oh, you think so?
- No, I'm joking.

- If you need anything I'm in the living r-
- No, Samy!

Can you sleep with me?

I don't want to be alone tonight.

- Uh... Yes, hmm.

- (Charlie, are you sleeping?)
- (No.)

(Are you sleeping?)

- (No.)

(Don't worry. We'll find the culprit.)

- (You don't doubt me, do you?)

(Well... not on your life!)

- (You were right.)

(I shouldn't have stopped my treatment.)

(I think that's why
I got angry with Poppy.)

(We didn't even have time to make up.)

- (He knows you love him,
he never doubted it.)

- (Do you believe that?)
- (Yes, I'm sure.)

- (What if I'm still connected to all this?)

- (It's going to be fine.)

(I'm sure you have nothing
to do with it. Come here.)

(Come here.)

Oh man, Chris is here! Wait, we're not
supposed to take part in the search,

he'll be furious.
- It's still my home, as far as I know.

I want to check this robbery story,

my brain was confused yesterday.

(Come on, let's go this way.

(Wait, wait, wait wait wait!)

- (I got the results from the lab!)
- (Well?)

- (There are only two different
DNAs on the chess board.

Georges's and mine.)

- (And nothing else?)
- (No.)

- (Okay, come on.
Come on, come on.)

- (If there's no other
DNA that means it was me.)

- (Come on. We'll have to
be extremely be discreet.)

(They're still there.)

(Okay, no one's inside.
Here's what we'll do:

you go toward the window, and
at my signal— and only my signal-)

(Charlie?)

(Charlie!)

- (What're you doing? Come on!)

(Come! Come on!)

(Come on!)

(Quiet!)

This is stupid- watch where you step!

- Okay. It's night,

the thief forces the bay
window, takes the chess board,

and uses the chance
to search the house.

Agreed?
- Hmm?

- What?
- This is completely absurd.

Look! Look:

Poppy's cameras are collector's items,

Why didn't they take them?
- What are they doing?

- It's the same here, look at this shelf.

Did you see this yesterday,
this silver teapot?

Listen, it costs at least €100 I think.

- He didn't have time
to check the prices!

- But he had the time
to buy me a plane ticket.

This theft was staged.

They want me to be framed.
- They found something.

- Huh?

What...

It's my purse! It's my purse!
- No, what are you doing?

No, no, no, no!
(What are you doing?)

(Stop! We have no right to be here!
Charlie!)

(Stop, Charlie! Stop!)

- Charlie! No, no. Stop right now.

Charlie, Charlie. Listen to me:
This isn't your investigation, all right?

Charlie?

Turn around. Right now, let's go.

Come on, let's go!

- (Samy, it's my purse,
I didn't leave it here!)

- (What?)
- (There's a gun in it.)

(I swear, I've never seen it before.)

(I'm sure it has fingerprints on it.)

The chess board, the plane
ticket and the gun in my purse.

- Calm down.
They're going to take fingerprints.

- What if they're mine?

- Well, someone put them there.

- I don't remember,
everything points to me.

What if the medication
I took to sleep made me crazy?

I dunno, I imagine, isn't it possible?
- Charlie, stop,

you would never think of
hurting your grandfather, all right?

And a little sleeping pill
doesn't make you lose control, so:

calm down.

- Samy, what if I don't want to remember?

- Charlie, you're a cop.

The best I've ever seen.

You'd never book a plane
ticket on the night of an attack,

you'd never put a gun in your purse
and toss it away in front of your house.

You're not stupid! All right?
You're not completely stupid!

So now you're going to
see Chris, explain to him

it's your bag, and it's a conspiracy.

- I have no alibi, I was there,
the evidence is against me!

Plus, Billon knows that I had
an argument with my grandfather,

that's a motive.
- Well exactly,

get out ahead of it and go see him!
- No.

No no no, wait wait,

I have no alternative,
I have to keep going,

it's my only chance to find the culprit.

- So then what do we do?

- Hold on, are you sure you
can do this with just a cake?

- Oh! It's not just
a cake, it's not just a brownie,

it's the Holmes Brownie.

Don't worry, I know my team's favorite.

- Oh, there you are! Chris
is looking for you everywhere.

You didn't come with your
grandfather's car by any chance?

- Yes, it's here.
- Great! Because they want to search it.

- I- I'll be right there.
- Very good, I'll tell them you're here.

- Yes, go ahead!

- It's a good sign
that she's cooking again,

it means she's better.

- Yes; yes.

- That wouldn't be... the
Holmes Brownie, by any chance?

Maybe.

Move along.

. Chris!

- Charlie? Please—

—don't touch anything.
Chris wants us to do a search.

A local guy saw a figure messing
with the car the night of the attack.

- Yes yes! No, it's nothing guys,

I'm just getting my dirty clothes. Because-

I didn't have time to all these things home,

with all the hospital visits.
- Yes, of course, take them.

Do you have anything to wash?
- No, no.

- Good.

- They're like animals!

They wanted to attack
the cake with their hands.

- I know them, huh?

Distract them while
I take a look at Poppy's file.

- Yes. Here we go.

Who wants some?

- Me!
- Me too!

- ME! ME TOO!

- HEY, LET'S CALM DOWN!

HEY! HEY!

I'm not slow, I'm thorough!

ETHICS .

- All of a sudden Chris is interested
in trail cameras installed by hunters?

- Exactly, yeah.

I hope at least one got the culprit
tossing the gun in the lake.

- Oh, that's why Chris
wants the images, all right.

- The Hunters Association won't cooperate
so he has to go through the prosecutor.

The seizure order will arrive within
the hour, so we have to hurry up.

. Hello!
. - Hello!

- Hello. .

- Hello.

Um... uh, let me
introduce myself, I'm- Oh!

I'm Charlie. I'm with-

- Hello. Sylvain?
- Association president.

- Ah, that's right, I know,
you're president of the association.

- We know you're not vegan!
- Ha!

We wanted to offer you, uh... Oh!

I've forgotten it. We wanted
to offer you our monthly,

Game Magazine.

- Well— I've seen it!

- Oh!
- Ha!

Have you seen the little green
house there, overlooking the lake?

- Yeah.
- Yes, it's my grandfather's.

- Oh.
- Yes.

I noticed that there are
cameras all around in the trees

with your logo on them.

So we thought for our next article

it'd be nice to have some of the images.
- The cops asked us for them.

- Ah!
- But we don't like the fuzz!

- Oh! No, no...

- Yes, we don't like
the cops, they're all stupid.

And getting worse!
- Worse and worse!

- We can tell you!

- We can't do anything anymore!
- Yes! Oh, no no,

we're not going to get you
into trouble with the police,

we'll make it simple. We'll make a copy.

- I have a USB stick somewhere-
- Oh, no need! I have mine.

You can put it on that. There!

- I'm warning you, we're
totally outside of procedure.

If Internal Affairs comes, it'll be for you.

- I prefer Internal Affairs to being
locked up for killing my grandfather.

- Here, see who it is.

- Oh! It's Billion.

Hold on.

Oh no, she's been
trying to reach me. Okay—

- No, no, no!
- No no no, you answer!

Cover for me!

- Hello? Yes, Ms Billon.

Yeah, it's going great. And you?

Yeah? I- I can't hear you very well!

Yes, that's it. What?

No, she's not with me.
She wasn't feeling very well.

Well, I left her at my house,
she slept at my place yesterday.

. - Oh!

- But, note: nothing happened!
No, she slept at my place

but not together. On the contrary,
we slept in the same place

but not in the same bed.

Very well!

Goodbye! Goodbye.

She want to come see you.

- At whose place?
- Well, my place.

- At yours?
- Yes.

Hurry! We have to
get there before her!

'We didn't sleep together.'

- Yes, well, I apologize, sorry.

(Quick quick quick!)

(Quick, quick, oh!)

(Quick, quick, quick, quick!)

(Oh no...)

(Oh- calm down, calm down!)

(Come on...) Oh! Oh...

- You all right?
- Yes.

Oh! Wait wait wait.

Oh, boss! What a surprise.

- G'morning.
- Good morning Charlie.

- Hello hello.

- Uh... am I bothering you?

- Not at all, not at all.
The opposite of his brother.

A small coffee?
- Uh, yes, I'll take

a rain check, if you don't mind.

I wanted to inform you—

—Perret isn't your driver.

- Because he got the car after my accident?

- The scrapyard manager confirmed it.

Jess researched who
the car's last official owner was.

- What, do you want
me to go question them?

- I thought that if this was
guy who knocked you down,

you and Samy might recognize him.

- Uh- ...

- No, but forget it, Jess will go.

- Oh no no, okay, it's fine,

you're right, it makes
sense for Samy and me to go.

And Samy should stay close.

- So he's who ran you
down, fled, and got rid of the car?

- He doesn't look familiar to me. And you?

- Mmm.

Good morning! Good morning sir, uh,

police, can we come in?

- What do you want?

- We'd like to ask you some questions

regarding your car, a gray city car,

registered to-
- It's not my car anymore. I sold it.

- Oh?

- And do you remember
declaring change of ownership?

The buyer's the
one who had to do it.

Paperwork bugs me.

- Well that's a shame,
because the buyer didn't do it.

- Well, let's see.

- Was it your wife's car?

She's gone, right?

Yes, well, two armchairs
and a single place setting.

- She was my best friend,
if you want to know everything.

- Um, excuse me, I have to ask you:

your wife— I really don't
want to stir anything up, but—

—do you remember
the date you sold your car?

- Uh...

So...

April 10, at 3 pm.

- It's the day before your accident.

- Do you have the buyer's name?

- Uh... Kathleen Miller.

An Australian who just moved to Nantes.

12 Rue Moret.

I put the car up for sale a few weeks ago.

A little expensive, €8000,
but, but she didn't negotiate.

- Not at all?

- No, she called,

and 2 hours later
she was here with cash.

- Rue Moret doesn't exist.

- Mmm. And 'Miller'
must be a fake name.

- Excuse me sir,
what was this woman like?

- 50, 60...

Very... Yeah, blonde, or brunette.
Chestnut!

Yes, very elegant.

She had an accent
you could cut with a knife.

- Uh... Listen, thank you
very much sir, thank you, thank you.

We have to go.
I'm sorry about your wife, I...

Oh! I'm sorry. You said she paid cash?

Did the bills look new?

- Yes, they came from the ATM.

- Thank you, Mr Broca. Thank you. Mmm-

Samy, you coming? We're in a hurry.

- Where are we going?

♪ Soon may the Wellerman come ♪

♪ to bring us sugar and tea and rum ♪

♪ One day when the tonguing is done ♪

♪ We'll take our leave and go. ♪
- All together!

- Thank you, thank you,
thank you so much, thank you all.

I'm sure that made him very happy.

Thank you, thank you Chantal
for your lyrical flight at the end.

It made my hair stand on end.

(Thank you!)

You won't have to
stay here too long, Poppy.

I really need you now.

Yes, hello?

Yes?

- (Is that the Finance Squad?)
- Yes, yes. (Yes!)

€8000 on the 10th, yes.

Yes, yes, it fits. Yes, especially if,

especially if it was
an ATM by the station, yes.

Okay.

Do you have the name of the account holder?

Thanks.

It's Meredith.

Meredith Moriarty bought
the car that ran into me.

JAMES MORIARTY:
A LOOK AT A
COMPLEX PERSONALITY

ALEXANDER & MEREDITH MORIARTY:
A MARRIAGE NO LONGER SUITING ANYONE

- I must say—
Meredith Moriarty, I didn't expect that.

- The legal wife of my father,
and mother of my half-sister April.

(Can you believe it?)

- April 10th; your father had just died.

That means the 'reckless
driver' wasn't an accident.

. - They wanted to kill
. me because I'm
. Alexander's daughter.

- And a Holmes! .

- Wait! Samy—

—are you thinking what I'm thinking?

- Yeah.

- Come on!

Quick!

Well, I'm sure she was who
attacked me, and then my grandfather.

With luck, we have her on
video throw the gun into the lake.

- Samy?
- Yeah!

- Mom was on the phone,
why didn't you call her all day?

- No, it's not a good time Simon.
- Fine, you sort it out,

I can't take it anymore.
- Get dressed!

Yes, mom! No,
now is not the time!

Yes.

Yeah.

Yeah!

- But— it's me!

- Yeah. Okay, love you.

Charlie?

Charlie!

Charlie, open up!

- (Shit!)
- Charlie!

I know you want to be
alone, but answer the phone!

Charlie!

Charlie! What's happening?
You're scaring me! Let me in!

- ((I... nothing...))

- Charlie, come on!

Charlie!

- Hey?

What're you gonna do with that?
- But...

- (What?)

- Your fingerprints are on the
weapon, Chris is searching your office.

- (What?)

He'll find the chess board!
He'll find it, Samy! Samy!

- Okay... Calm down.
- I don't believe it!

- I- listen, go explain to
him, what're you waiting for?

Explain it's a set-up!
- But it's not a set-up!

It's me! I'm completely responsible!

- Hold on, hold on, what are you
talking about? Calm down, calm down.

Charlie, what are you
talking about? it's Meredith!

- Look!

There, see? Who is
that there? It's me, right?

- Yes, okay, you may have thrown
the weapon away, but that
doesn't mean anything!

- I shot George!

And I wanted to disguise it as theft!

I shot my grandfather! Do you realize?
- Okay, stop, stop, calm down.

It's Meredith Moriarty behind all this.
- No, no, no!

It's not Meredith. She wasn't
here, she was in London. Look.

I spent the night checking. Look, look!

There, she was presiding
over a charity gala!

It's a Moriarty thing,
something they do every year!

Look, there she is!

- Yes, fine...
- And there!

There. There!
- Calm down, calm down.

- There!
- Calm down.

- It's me, I'm the problem! It's me!

- Calm down. Give me your hand.
- No!

- Breathe, breathe.
- No!

- Inhale, slowly.

Breathe.

- I killed him! I wanted to kill him!

- Okay; focus on something.
Where's your violin?

Charlie, where's your violin?

Okay.
- No!

- Yes, trust me. Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

- That's why you've
become a great Poppy hen.

- ...you're a cop.
The best I've ever seen.

It wasn't Meredith, no!

She wasn't here, she was
in London that night. Look!

I really need to buy myself a new
phone, the battery lasts 2 hours.

- Wait (for me! What're we doing?)
- (Come!)

- (What are we doing?)
- My phone is tapped.

- Oh!
- That's why the battery-

why the battery discharges so fast.

It really is a set-up!

Okay, I know it looks like it's me
in the video, they're my clothes.

But when I reach the end of the dock,

I always avoid the next-to-the-last
plank, because it's wobbly!

I'm always afraid of breaking it.

And the silhouette that looks like
me didn't do it! She didn't do it!

- Calm down, calm down.

So what, someone impersonated you?

- (Yes!)
- But who? Who?

- April.
- Oh no. April Moriarty?

- (Yes!)

- (You think it's April?)
- (Yes!)

Listen, every year she presides over
the gala in London with her mother.

And this year, she
didn't appear in any photos.

- Hence her reaction
when you went to see her.

Oh shit. It's Chris.
- Okay...

- What do I say?

- You haven't seen me,
you don't know where I am.

- Hello? Yes Chris!

No, I haven't see her,
I don't know where she is.

Yeah?

No.

Yes. Okay, talk to you later.

They're coming here.
- Everything's going against me!

They're coming to arrest me.

Lend me your car.
- No.

- Please.
- No, no-

- Stay here. You explain
everything to them, all right?

- No! Where are you going?

- To see April.
- No, I'm coming with you.

- No! I need to figure this out alone.

This is my family, my history. I need it.

- No, you're not going alone.
- Samy? Samy, I know

what I'm doing, all right?

I'm going to get my cell phone.

The GPS will show where I am,

and you explain everything to Chris.

Please.

- Take care of yourself.
- I promise.

- Take care of yourself.

- April, I know you can hear me.

I know what you did.

We have to see each other.

My colleagues are after me,

I'm going to be arrested at any moment.

Fine, you win.

- Start of journey.

Take Rue des Boulangers.

In 50 meters, turn right
onto Rue Lestrade.

In 5 km, take Exit 19.

In 500 meters, you
will arrive at Gray Rocks.

- Okay.

This is where you want to take me.

- You don't have any flowers today?

- You shot George.

- Not me. It was you.

Besides, you should
be on a plane to Mexico.

You're taking a risk hanging around here.

- You didn't shoot him
right away, yeah? No.

You waited for me to be there.
To blame everything on me.

How did you manage it so I heard nothing?

- I put sleeping pills
in your water bottle.

And you were so cute,

you took more on top of that.

- Where is she?
- We need to track Charlie's phone, hurry,

- What happened?
She left to meet April Moriarty,

it's bullshit.
- Okay, okay, okay.

- What did I do to you?

Why are you hurting me like this?

Why do you want to make me suffer?

I didn't want to take anything from you!
- You've already

taken everything from me.

My father was never interested
in me, nor in my mother.

I would have done anything
to make him look at me.

I was waiting to be petted

like a dog, but I never got it.

And he's dead.

When I saw you came to London- ah!

Epiphany!

He had another kid.

A woman he loved, too.

- That's why your mother
tried to kill me.

- She messed up.

But it's smart of you to have realized
she was behind your accident.

I never would have guessed.

- Mmm.

My Holmes side, without a doubt.

- Look at you, Charlie.

Your little 'Holmes side'
doesn't come from Sherlock.

It comes from your mother.

She was fragile and alone.

Like you, actually.
- Charlie! Ha ha!

- My colleagues are coming.

They'll arrest you.

It's over, April.

- Oh really?

Based on what?

A rotten board on a dock?

The testimony of your little dog Samy?

It's you they're going to arrest, Charlie.

They're going to accuse
you of attacking your Poppy.

End it.

It's the only freedom you have left.

Oh no!

Your colleagues are already arriving.

Come on, don't you want to jump?

I can give you a hand,
like how we did with your mother.

We didn't have to do
much to convince her.

You must not have meant much to her.

- NO!

- No!

I pushed her.

I pushed her. I pushed her.

I pushed her!

- It'll be okay, it'll be okay.

It's over.

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