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- Awake?

Exclamation of surprise

...

- I... I think so, yes.

I... I... What time is it?

- 8h.

- Oh! I...

I'm running late!

...

Oh... Bathroom?

...

- Are you sure
you don't want a coffee?

...

Don't make that face.
I'm not offering.

to move in, either.

- No, thank you!
For the coffee, I mean.

...

Oh...

- Paracetamol,

perhaps?

- Thank you, sir.

- I'm Ben!

- Ben.

...

Vibrator

- Charlie?

(- Oh, Samy!
Samy, listen to me!

*Help me!
In my closet,

take my clothes.
- What are you doing? Where are you?

- Oh, I'm
at a gentleman's,

*delicious.
I'll explain later.

I need pants,
a T-shirt and...

Ah yes!
Socks, panties,

*and you join me
in Saint-Félix.

For murder. I'm sending you
the address. Don't tell papou.

- Wait! Wait! Wait! Charlie...

- Charlie, you're a rascal!

(- Oh, the mess!)

- I'm a nuisance,

Vatel?
- Huh? No, not at all!

No, because Charlie isn't here...
She was, but she had to leave

and asked me

to... recover

a folder!

- What is it?

the other file there?

Don't talk.
I don't care. I don't care. I don't care. I don't care.

Thank you, goodbye, see you soon.

I'll keep that in mind.

He closes the door.

He blows.

Intriguing music

...

Generic

...

*Radio communication

- Charlie,

I saw your research on April.
Do you think she's still alive?

(- You're so loud!)

(- I'm talking softly!
But you worry me!)

- Samy.

You're right. You're right,
I'm the one who's out of order.

She's dead and I have to forget her.
Quick, we'll get yelled at.

- Not me, you!

- Anyway... thank you,
you really chose

my best T-shirt.
- Well, it was the first one.

Light music

...

- Oh, Chris, sorry!
We're so late.

Traffic jams,

everywhere this morning.
- Yes...

It was the cleaning lady
who found

the victim.
She comes once a week.

The owners are abroad.
The house is empty.

She has no idea
who this guy is

- A squatter, perhaps?

...

- He had no phone and no papers.
We're trying to reach the owners

to see if he'd been invited.

- Okay...

This is a...

man...

who plays sports,

who takes care of her body,
beautiful muscles,

and collapses

suddenly
on his treadmill.

Horrible.

- He pushed himself too hard, didn't he?
- Dangerous sport.

But it's not a heart attack
infarction, my dear Michel.

- Samy.

- This is more like
poisoning.

Yes, and by injection.

Here.

It's very clear.
Charlie moans.

She smells.
- I love that smell!

- There are no signs of forced entry,
he opened

to his murderer.
He stung her

on the run?
- Or it's a slow poison.

I saw a conference

on poisons...
- Not bad at all,

Rémy.
- Samy.

- Yes, the shot

hours ago.

- Excuse me, but there,
there's a rubber band

with hair

curly stuck in it. Here.

- No! Don't touch anything!

The STP will analyze the piece.
- Based on rigor mortis

he died this morning,

between 7 a.m.

and...
- 8h12 !

It's marked there. Here it is.

"Speed: 18 km/h

in sprint mode.

End of race: 8h12.

I'm very sorry
for you.

Would you like
to sit down?

Here you are.
- Thank you very much.

- Charlie.
I'm with the police.

- Alicia Moreno.
The housekeeper.

- It's very hard,

to find a body.
- Oh, yes!

- Especially in such a beautiful house.
It's incredible, this house.

You hold it beautifully,
Alicia.

- The owners

pay me to manage everything.
I like it to be impeccable.

- Honestly,
it's not impeccable.

Splendid!

You wouldn't be the type to leave
a rubber band lying around.

- No. Thank you!

- They don't tell you,

your landlords?
- No, we don't.

- It's impeccable, spotless.
There's nothing sticking out!

The knickknacks are to the millimeter...
The carpet...

Even the cushions.
A squatter?

Oh, no!

You would have seen it.
Wouldn't you?

In a big house like this,
there's bound to be

an ultra-sophisticated
alarm system,

with a code like
"Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious"

otherwise, safety arrives.

- I don't know how he...
- Your landlords are never home.

She's got to live,
this house.

Especially since you have a good eye.

There was no risk of damage,

and then it made you
an additional salary.

Intriguing music

How do you know him?

...

- He contacted me
6 months ago.

I don't know how,

but he was aware
that the house was empty.

He seemed nice.

And he lived alone.

- Hm-hm.

Did he tell you his name?

...

The victim is Daniel Saint Pierre.
Jess investigates.

- The bruises on the face
and hands date back

of a week.
There was a struggle. Search

fingerprints.
- No.

There was no
a fight here.

He got angry all by himself

trying
his coffee machine.

That's my opinion.
- Were you there? Did you see it all?

- No, I wasn't,
I wasn't there,

but look :
there are instructions for use.

He couldn't make it work
and threw it away.

Not calm.

- We have his fingerprints,

he may be registered
for violence.

In the meantime,
we dig in.

(- Samy, come on.)

Intriguing music

...

...
She smells.

Peppermint.

...

Ylang-ylang.

Ironing water.

I smelled exactly
the same smell

on his jogging top.

It's weird to iron

his sweaters.
Do you iron them?

Yes, notice, you, it's...

This is me, where people talk loud,
today?

- Are you okay?
You drank a lot, didn't you?

- Not so much.
Maybe a drink, or...

Or 2-3 glasses.
I can't remember anything!

- Doctor's advice:
drink plenty of water.

- Yes. Wait a minute, wait a minute,
Jess tells me

that there is no
Daniel Saint Pierre

of the victim's age
in France.

False identity.
What would Sherlock say?

- Ah! Uh... Suspect
wanted by the law,

criminal on the loose.
Maybe he was part

a sect or, worse,
a mafia. I suggest

a neighborhood survey,
to find out if he was being watched.

No ?

- No.

Ylang-ylang.
We're going to the cleaners.

Steam hissing

Door bell

Good morning, sir!

Your ironing water,
do you make it yourself?

- Oh no, that,
is my wife,

with essential oils
peppermint

and ylang-ylang.

- Ah...

Marine infantry?

Where did you serve?
Pacific?

- Mururoa,
atoll monitoring.

- Charlie Holmes.
Police judiciaire.

- How can I help you?
- Do you know this person?

- Let me see.

Ah yes, yes,

I know him.
He comes

regularly, once a week,
especially on Mondays.

Sportswear, suits,
streetwear...

Delta-Charlie-Delta?

- Positive. This morning.

("Deceased".)

Unfortunately, we don't have
identity.

- Did he pay by card, perhaps?
- No! Always cash.

But... I have his name.

- Saint Pierre, Daniel.

- Do you know where he was going?

- I'll show you.
- Hm.

Intriguing music

...

- The 3-storey building,
in the middle of the street.

Doorbell

Barking
Knock.

Doorbell

...

- Well, nobody knows him

and the Boissard accounting firm
did not respond.

...

*Seagulls sing
*Waves roar

*...
*...

- Where is this building?

By the sea?
- Ah, no! This is my app

meditation.

"Ocean Serenity!

It helps me concentrate.

- And this helps you

against hangovers?

- I'm feeling better,
but it's true that I forced it,

yesterday.
- Did you finish late?

Are you going to see the pretty boy again?
- I... I dunno.

He's great, but...

I don't want
to think that...

- Maybe he doesn't feel
doesn't feel like being serious.

No need to get engaged
either.

No, you have to enjoy it.

And there you have it.

- OK. All right!

- Good alpha male.
- You knew

that there were studies
that had succeeded

to determine the characteristics
depending on the approach?

They defined the aggressive
of the aggressive man.

He's not bad,
in his own way.

- What about him?

Aggressive alpha male?

- Shoulders tucked in.

And...
- Relou.

The last time
we saw him like that,

France had lost

in the final. I'm going,
he'll spoil me.

- No response
from the accounting firm.

I've left messages.

Are you sure Daniel
was going there?

Him, the accountant?

With its stooped look
and his satchel?

- An old man's approach.
Just the opposite of Daniel.

Intriguing music

...

Just a moment.

...

Boissard is never seen leaving,

we never see Daniel come in!

...

Samy, do you have the ref?

- The dandy who passed himself off
a homeless man.

- And that Sherlock found
while Scotland Yard

believed him dead.
- A double life.

- Daniel Saint Pierre,
is Jérôme Boissard!

He didn't go
to the accountant's...

- HE WAS THE ACCOUNTANT!

A bell rings.

She sighs.

- No!

No, I can't!
I'm sorry, I...

To announce the death of a husband,
it's so violent!

Just remember,
last time,

it was horrible.
- It's the job!

- And Chris? It's his turn!

Ah, she's not here.
She's not here!

- No, I saw a shadow.
The door opens.

- Yes, what is it for?

- Mme Boissard,

is...
- No, then,

take back your merchandise.
When I order size 36,

I don't want to receive a size 42.
That's it. That's it.

Goodbye.

- It's the police.

Your husband...
- He's not here, he's at the office.

- Yes, no, he... How?

- Your husband was found dead
this morning.

I'm very sorry.

- How's that?
- That's how.

- Please explain.

Enter.

*Shooting

Dora and Aurélien,
no Switch

when you have a fever of 40.
- Okay, Mom.

- My children.

Angina.
I had to close the store

to keep them.

- Aïe aïe aïe,
angina hurts.

We need ice,

it's good
for the tonsils.

- I'll talk to them later
about their father. Come outside.

- She's fine,
she doesn't look too sad.

- She's angry.

Even dead, he pisses her off.

- I didn't know anything about him anymore.
It's been 6 months since he left.

That's fine.
- He left overnight?

- We didn't share much anymore
but it was a shock.

- He saw the kids, didn't he?

- You bet...
If you only knew how many times

where Aurélien waited
in the hallway.

At the very least,
they won't be disappointed by him anymore.

- You felt a change

lately?

- He was depressed,
he ached all over.

He spent his days
on the sofa,

on the phone,
complaining.

Us, the kids and me,

he couldn't see us anymore.

- It keeps you on your feet.

Anger isn't just
a negative feeling.

- I'm not angry.

We were like two strangers,
I tell you. When he left,

he told me
he needed to breathe,

to live...
As if I could stop him!

- And you were

divorced?
Well, officially?

- It's in progress. I contacted
a lawyer a week ago.

- You wanted it to go well,
this separation,

that he stays in contact
with the children,

so you didn't hire
a lawyer sooner,

and then when he lost it
out of his mind,

you were scared.

- We argued, hard.

So I launched the procedure.

Did the neighbors
who told you?

- The coating is not dry

in the entrance.

Suspenseful music

And Jérôme had bruises
on his hands.

He must have hit hard.
- It had been 3 weeks

that he hadn't set foot
a foot in the house,

he turns up
to say he wants to sell.

I didn't want to move
with Dora and Aurélien.

When I told him, he screamed,
he hit the wall,

and slammed the door in their faces,
a sick man!

- Did he deny you custody?

- He died in the night,
didn't he?

- Yes.
- I've spent the last 2 days

at my parents' house.
You can check.

Barking

- So... Here it is

our Jérôme was working?
He nods.

On the one hand,
we have a virile man

in a huge shack,
on the other,

an ordinary accountant.

What would you say?

- Dissociative
personality disorder".

- "Midlife crisis," yeah.

Charlie, don't get excited,
we're under house arrest.

Vibrator

Yeah, Jess?

- Excuse me, sorry.

- OK, thanks.

Well, the wife is clean,
her alibi is confirmed.

No fingerprints
in the house.

- I have the tax file
of owners

of the house.
Is this useful?

- That's how he knew

that the hut was empty.
All right, then.

Metallic click

She exclaims.
- Chris!

- OK... Guy gets beat up,
he's stashing cash.

You have to go through your accounts.

Vibrator

I'll leave you to it.

- He's weird, isn't he?
- It's andropause.

- Andro what?
- Men's menopause:

irritability,
decreased libido,

sweating,
bone fragility...

- Yes, yes, yes, his wife told us
that he was aching all over.

- Chris?

- No, Jérôme, not Chris.

Wait a minute, our ordinary
is aching all over.

He has bone problems, okay.
What does he do?

He consults a doctor
who diagnoses him...

early andropause.

- He prescribes antidepressants,
testosterone and exercise.

Boissard had to force
on the last two,

given his muscles
and his mood...

- What sport, Samy?
What sport?

- I don't know,
a blow-up at the gym.

- No, remember,
traces of blows.

- A combat sport?

Er... Boxing?
- Yes.

On the towel Chris
found in the sports bag,

it had a name
printed on it,

an American movie name
with fighting.

- Er... "Karate Kid", "Matrix",
"Rocky", "Expendables",

"Fight Club, Bloodsport...
- Fight Club!

Cheers
The sound of the bell

Here, here, here.
Fight Club,

MMA club
for beginners and advanced.

"MMA Club".
What is MMA?

- Don't you know it?
"Mixed Martial Arts,

it's a combat sport
that combines several disciplines.

It's all the rage everywhere, but in France,
it's been emerging for 3-4 years...

What the hell are you doing?
- Come on, let's fight.

Dynamic music

...

- According to the club file,

he came here every day,
hence the "big muscles".

- That's where he met her,
the brunette

bungee.
He often came here.

And we found
the rubber band...

in the house.

- Do you think
she's a sportswoman?

- Who's alike...
Here we are.

So we're looking for a brunette
with curly hair.

She moans.
- Charlie?

- Mh?
- Yes?

- Ah!

Found.

- He's here but he...
- Hello. Hello.

- Ah, good morning.
You're from the police, aren't you?

Are you coming
for the introductory course?

We're running late. Your colleague
is getting equipped.

- So, I think
there's a little...

- Yes, yes, yes.
Introductory course, yes, yes, yes.

- Hello, José. José,

municipal police.
Inarticulate speech

- Samy, assistant policeman,
delighted.

...

He groans.

- Are you with me?
- Yes, yes, yes.

- Left leg,
if you're right-handed.

- I'm right-handed.
- Fists up,

chin tucked in,
for protection.

One after the other,
we try a cross and then a jab.

That's it, that's good.

- All right, then.
- Resume.

...
Moans of effort

...
...

Left jab!
- Yes.

It's been a long time

that you are
MMA instructor?

- I work here but I'm preparing
for the world championships.

- That's good.
- Yeah, that's my dream

for as long as I can remember.
I love combat sports.

...
...

- And... Do you know
Daniel Saint Pierre?

...

Soft music

I'm really...

...

...so sorry,

Lila.

...

- He was my student.

He was an MMA fan.

- Were you together?

- How?

...

No.

Finally, it's quite recent
between us,

nothing very serious.

We saw each other once or twice
a week.

- Home?
When was that?

last time?

She sobs.

I don't want
to upset you

but I have to ask you
all these questions.

- Last Tuesday.

We shared
the same passion.

We had a good laugh
together.

- He told you

if he had any problems?
(- No.)

- And was he
he have a temper?

- No.

I mean, if we come here,
it's not to play Scrabble.

We channel our violence.

- Lila, I'm obliged
to ask you

where you were last night.

- I was in Brest for 3 days
for a training course.

I came home
just now.

- Wow, that felt really good,
this little session. Didn't you?

- Oh no, he folded me in half.
Come, come.

The girl at the front desk picked this up
from Daniel's locker.

It's testosterone
gel.

There are 5 of them.

- That's a lot of hormones.

- Especially since he only had
a 3-month prescription.

- In high doses,
what does it do?

- It's a male hormone
with a number of side effects:

increased libido,
hair loss, hair growth,

mood swings...
- Ah!

This would explain
his violent outbursts,

the broken coffee machine

and the punch
in the wall at his wife's house.

- But how did
he got it

without a prescription?
- Mh...

- According to Jess,
nothing explains

why he was hiding,
nothing at all.

- Oh no, Chris, it's

much simpler.

It was a dream.

His username,

it's a tribute.
- A tribute to what?

- Daniel as in Daniel Cormier,

and Saint Pierre
as Georges Saint-Pierre,

2 MMA legends.

Sorry, let me explain.

At the age of 41,
Jérôme is an accountant

andropause.

On his doctor's advice,
he combines

high-dose sport and testosterone,
and he becomes

a Greek god.

- Charlie, please.

Thank you.

- So he leaves his family

and moves into
in a millionaire's house,

and he uses a pseudonym.

- No, people with nothing to hide
nothing to hide don't have aliases.

- Really? Actors,
the writers,

mythomaniacs.

- Let's say so.
- Jérôme

reinvents his life.

He meets Lila,
his coach:

then,
it's all downhill from there.

He can't tell Lila
that he lied,

and he's addicted to testosterone,
the virility hormone.

Disillusioned laughter

So he doesn't want
Jerome again.

No, Daniel's life
is far too beautiful.

- Okay, Sigmund,

but we know nothing about the killer.

Where's the syringe?
What killed him?

Testosterone,
can it poison?

- Make yourself at home.

- Thank you.
- The report

toxicology indicates
a high concentration

of potassium in the blood.

- Yes!

Samy explained.
Yes, he did.

She swallows.
Coupled testosterone

to an overdose of potassium...
Funny music

...it's deadly. Kaputt.
Terminado la rigolade.

- Did the killer know that Daniel
was taking hormones?

- Exactly.
He has adapted his modus operandi

to his addiction.

- By injecting potassium
the day before,

it's as if he had

shot.

Good one, Charlie.
- And Lila,

she did leave for 3 days
in Brest, so it's not her,

and Boissard's wife
was at home with her parents.

I'm not telling you anything
when I say that drug addicts

often end up dealing.

That's what he did, thingy.
- Daniel Saint Pierre.

- We found his cash.

- Looking for me
product source

and potential customers.
- OK.

- That stays here.

- Charlie!
- Yes.

...

...
Moans of effort

...
...

...
A door slams.

Oh là là,
how good it smells!

I'm so hungry!

...
- No.

- Wow... It's divine. I have a feeling
we're in for a treat.

- But you didn't tell me
that tonight...

- Ah, yes.
I can't stay with you.

I've got a thing,

a file to finish.
I'm off.

- What's up?
You want me to call Billon?

- No, papou. You don't have to do that,
it's my fault.

I take a shower
and get out of here, huh?

Enjoy yourselves,
both of you.

Enjoy your evening.
- You bet...

Vibrator

...

- Yes?
Ah, thanks for calling me back.

Yes, no, it was in relation
my Internet box.

I've moved
and in my new home,

there's already fiber.
I'm going to stay

a few months and...

A few weeks... days.

No, I'll keep my box. Yes.

Thank you very much.
Have a nice evening.

Samy clears his throat.

- Do you put olives in it?

- I hate it!
- I hate that!

Make me an omelette.

And without a hitch!

- I am beautiful,
I am strong,

I'm connected
to my desires.

I am beautiful,
I am strong,

I'm...

I'm connected to my desires.

She rings in a whisper.

(I am beautiful, I am strong,
I am connected to my desires).

I'm beautiful...
- Yes, you are,

you're beautiful.

Are you coming in?

Light music

...

- What does she do?

- She's coming, look.

He laughs.

- Well then!

How are you?

How was your evening?

On the face of it, yes.

They laugh.

- But it's weird,
it's not love.

It's... different.
- Different...

how?

- I don't know, it's..,
it's... weird.

It's... new.

Yes. It's not just...

Here we are.

It's not
love.

It's simpler than that.

We have a good time
without expecting anything in return.

- That's called a sex friend.

Enjoy!

- Yes, that's it!

He's a sex friend.

Waffle.
- How about that?

- I'm so hungry.
I want a waffle.

- Well... waffle.

- Ah, yes! Chris!

I found regular payments
on Boissard's computer,

towards a certain...

Maxime Rozier,
pharmacy technician.

- Ah, but that's him,
the supplier.

I knew it.

Hey! He was a good dealer,
the little accountant.

What was I saying?

- I have a recap
on testosterone,

if you're interested.
- Of course I am,

we're interested,
aren't we?

- Well, yeah.
That's very interesting. Great stuff.

- Among the side effects,

it's not all about aggression

or libido.

Acne may return,
and even sleep apnea.

- Samy, we're not doing a thesis here.
We're looking for a murderer.

Jess, call the pharmacist.

Free hearing.
- OK.

- Charlie, they're all over you.

- I thought you were great.
- Thank you for that.

- It was very interesting.
You know what I think?

Come on, let's let off some steam.

He sighs.
- Charlie,

we don't belong here.

- You-you-you.

Who was Daniel dealing
testosterone?

- But to...
- To athletes.

- They won't rat.
- That's why

that we're
in infiltration mode.

- No, but...
- I'll take care of the room,

you're in charge of the locker room.
- Hello. Hello.

- You can be whoever you want to be.
It's all in the mind.

That's MMA.
Do you have rabies or not?

- Yes, I have rabies.
- I can't hear you. Do you have rabies?

- Yes, I have rabies.
- I can't hear you!

- Yes, I have rabies.
You'll see.

Don't move.

- Ah, that's my champion!

Light music

...

- Excuse me.
I'm so sorry,

you know where you can
testosterone

under the... coat?

...

- Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa!

- No? No.

...

- Ah yes, the guard.
- Yes, the guard.

- You know where you can get
testosterone... No.

- How long have you been
you been here?

- Yeah, a little while.

- Okay.
And... no traffic here?

Finally,
is everyone legit?

No...

- Er... You know where
where we can get some...

No... yes...

...

We've already met,
it's fine.

Battle cries

...

...
...

...

- Mr. Rozier,

do you recognize this man?

- No, I don't think so.

- We found lots of banking transactions
between you and him.

Do you like your homemade mixes?

- Well, I've already helped
without a prescription,

but only occasionally.

- Payments into your accounts
are not punctual.

Sounds like a well-organized
traffic, doesn't it?

- It wasn't my idea,
it was his.

Can I have a lawyer?

Am I in custody now?

- No, not at the moment.
We're just talking.

Boissard was your partner.
He wanted more money.

He threatened you and you decided to...
to... take it off the board.

- Me? It had been over a week
since I'd seen him.

Shower drain

(- What are you doing here?)

Mischievous music

...
...

(- Is he in the shower?

(His things,
where is it?)

...
...

(- Psst! Go for it!)

...
...

We cut off the water.

Samy clears his throat.

...

- It's for men, here.

- Really?

I see.

Ah, yes. I'm so sorry.

I'm so...

It's all about

of crime that disturbs me...

You...

Do you know him, Daniel?

- Are you from the police?

- Yes.

For me, recently.
- Yes.

He's my deputy.

- He used to train here.

- Oh!

My goodness... Er...

Er... Excuse me. Yes...

So I was told,
I was told...

that there had been
a bit of hard fighting

between the two of you.

Is it any good? It's...

Is it true?

- The daron wanted to test me.
I just answered

present, that's all.

- Well, this fight, though,
I was told

that...

there was nothing
sympathetic.

He took a lot,

the Daniel.

I don't understand, Mr. Alka.

However, you are
professional.

So, what happened?
Did he get carried away?

- He flipped out easily.
A fight,

it's in your head too.
You have to know how to channel your anger.

- Of course it is.
By the way,

people say...
Well, you know

how they are.
They say your reports

with Lila...

Potentially,
you might be jealous of...

- People are serious.

Lila could become
1st world champion

of the UFC in his category.
The championship is just a month away.

So I train him.

I accompany him
to his anti-doping tests,

I advise her on nutrition,
that's all.

- And that's good enough.
- Yes, that's good enough.

Especially
a professional

like you
would never have knocked

a beginner
for a woman's story,

it's true.
- It's not the Fight Club spirit.

It's not...

- Daniel was hot.
He had to get down.

- If we could have your schedule
for the last few days, it would be...

- Of course I did. I was running a workshop
in Brest with Lila.

Just call,
they'll tell you.

- OK.

Is it any good?
- Well...

- Have a nice day.
- BONNE JOURNEE.

- Oh! Sorry.
- What the fuck? Where were you?

- It was a club coach
who knocked out Jérôme

before he died.
But he didn't kill her.

He was in Brest.
We checked.

- No, he wasn't. Boissard was killed
by his supplier.

I'm interviewing him now.

While you were doing gymnastics...
- MMA.

- ... we did
the paper-pushers.

Jess found a deleted email

in Boissard's computer.

- An e-mail from Boissard
denouncing Rozier.

- Maxime Rozier, his... ?
Supplier.

Yes, you were right.
And this e-mail was sent

to the owner of his pharmacy
a week ago.

- The moment
he smashed through the wall

at his ex's place, he was scared.
So he wanted

stop everything
by swinging Rozier.

- The classic shot

of the drug addict who gives up his dealer
to stay clean.

*Notification

- This is the lab.
Fingerprints

de Rozier
are at the crime scene.

He has no alibi.

- Well, I was right.
He's in custody.

- Is my lawyer here?

- Not yet.

- I've never made anyone sick.

- Boissard had you

responsible
for his addiction.

*Your boss fired you

as soon as he received the e-mail.
You took your revenge.

You went to his house.
*-I don't have his address.

*-We found your fingerprints.

- I had to go once or twice.
- Once or twice?

- Why is he pushing him around like that?
I feel sorry for him.

*-It's a good business.

- He killed a guy
by injecting him

potassium.
For the victim

that I'm in pain.

- It's not him.

*-You are a pharmacist.

- He's going to cry.

He would never have had the guts
to do this.

*-You know the effects
of potassium

combined with testosterone.

So you took it from him
to supposedly

calm his tantrums.

*-I'm a pharmacist,
not a killer.

The sound becomes blurred.

...

*-Where were you?
*-At home.

I was all alone.

I want a lawyer.

Intriguing music

...

*Violin air

*...

Pizzicato melody

...

A lively violin air

...

- I'm preparing for the
championships. That's my dream,

so I hang in there.

...

Intriguing music

...

- Perfect.

- Ready for the championship?

Indistinct conversation

Okay, great. Go on...
- Have a good afternoon.

- It's nice

to organize this impromptu course.

Here, to thank you.

- Thank you.
- We say you,

Is that okay?
- Yeah, yeah.

Good,

Are you going to the dressing room?
- Yeah, I'll be right there.

- The pharmacist is giving us a ride.
Don't worry, boss.

I'll shake him,
he'll talk.

- Nobody shake anybody.
I don't need a smudge.

Are you sure you're okay, Chris?
- Well, I don't know...

Vibrator
- Excuse me.

- Ah, Chris.
Charlie's gone to see Lila.

She sent me this. Page 27.
- OK.

And?
- Page 27 of my file

testosterone. Have you read it?
- Not so far.

- And she sent me this.

"Ask for the results
of Lila's blood tests."

- What's up? Are you preparing
for the world championships?

That's a shame.
- Who told you that?

Tension music

- You go out for drinks,

you accepted my frappuccino,

that's not athlete's hygiene.

- I haven't been in high spirits
since Daniel's death.

She moans in pain.

...

- OK. You quit
long before that.

...

He contaminated you.
You gave up because of him.

...

She blows.

Testosterone,

it's transmitted through the skin.

Siren

*Notification

- It's Jess.

What does it say?

- "Lila excluded from the club.
Doped up on testosterone."

Sounds familiar.

Skin transmission.
They had

sexual relations.

He contaminated her.

- You've had side effects.
Pimples on your neck,

the bandages on your legs,
you had to shave

more often.
It didn't alert you,

until the last blood test
of the UFC.

And then...

cold shower.

Huh?

You're accused of doping
with testosterone.

By contaminating you,
Daniel shatters your dream.

Ooh!

Let me tell you
how I see things.

At the end of the course,

you go out drinking
with the others.

And then you go to his house.
While he's sleeping,

you inject potassium.

You had time to do

back and forth in the night
without being seen.

Daniel is
dying,

and in the meantime,
you're on your way home from the course,

neither seen nor known.

...

- I could have become world
champion! He ruined everything!

Suspenseful music

...

- Careful, Charlie.

Not too cold?
- Mh...

- Well done.
Lila will be arraigned tomorrow.

- Not bad for a first fight,
huh?

- Mh...

- What about the kids?
- Leave them out of it.

I won't change my mind.

- I just want
an explanation.

- But we've had it 100 times,
this discussion!

It's over, Chris.
I'm leaving you.

- You keep it to yourself.

- I didn't see anything.

How are you?

He's crying.

The car starts up and drives away.

They sob.

...

I can't help it,
I feel people's emotions.

It's like it's
it goes right through me.

Chris, if you need me,
I'm here, okay?

Ululement

Celtic music

...

Muffled music

He exhales.

Cicada song
Enchanting music

Muffled Celtic music

...

Friction and creaking

...

He sighs.

...

Shocks

...

Soft music

- A new investigation
of Miss Holmes.

...

- It's superb.

They're incredible,
your portraits.

She scrolls through the photos.

Oh, dear!

What is this
this cup?

It's half Iroquois,
half mullet.

A Muroquois.

He laughs.
- He does.

Thank you, Charlie.
- Thanks, huh?

- For pushing me, encouraging me.

You encouraged me to accept
this report from the ZAD.

So thank you.

- You're welcome.

...

She scrolls through the photos.

Intriguing music

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April?

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