Original subtitles

- Hello there!

Your English breakfast, sir!

- How are you? - How are ya? You have small eyes.

She laughs. Well...

I've got lots of things to tell you.

Finally, something.

- Go ahead. - I almost slept with Chris.

When I saw him

into the bar, I wanted to leave,

he held me back, and we said to each other

that since we were there...

- Might as well have sex?

- No, not at all, no.

We talked until closing time,

and you know, it's not the same as at work.

He's so sensitive...

Such a good listener... - Chris, sensitive?

He laughs. Did you kiss or not?

- No.

On the other hand, Samy...

The sexual tension... I swear, if you'd been there...

- I don't like it.

- Here's the thing, is that now, well...

What do I do?

Do I tell him or do I wait?

- Ah... - Maybe,

she doesn't like me.

And if that turns out to be the case, he separates work and personal life.

- No...

A phone rings. - Han, it's him!

Answer me! I can't answer! - No, I won't...

Hello? *-Charlie, we have 2 dead

at medical school.

You wake Samy up and come.

- What did he say? Did he talk about me?

- There's been a murder in my college.

Generic

...

Intriguing music

...

- Shall we? - Yes, we are.

...

Ah, that's... Hello, Mr. Robin!

- Do you know him? - He's the site's janitor.

He taught me a lot about cleaning. Very useful.

- Hey!

- Ah, Chris! - It's on the 2nd floor.

- I thought

a romantic a romantic evening...

- WHAT'S GOING ON? - Let the police work.

- WHAT'S GOING ON?

- I'm warning you,

it's a rabbit cage, we don't all fit.

Here.

Damien Pageot, 25 years old,

5th year medical student. We're in his room.

Next to her, Aurélia Brassier,

47, head of the respiratory of respiratory diseases in Nantes.

She used to teach here.

- Mme Brassier...

Shit...

- Oh, Sammy, I'm so sorry,

did you know her? - I knew her husband,

who was my teacher. It was a nightmare.

But she was nice. - Cause of death?

- Overdose, probably.

With this. - A bong.

Intriguing music

Oh!

Isn't a bong supposed to contain cannabis?

There's a smell...

endive. - Endive?

- What I can tell you,

is that they died around 11pm.

As for the rest, we'll have to wait for the autopsy.

This goes to the lab.

...

- How odd.

Madame Brassier,

I don't see her doing drugs, much less

overdose.

Charlie, inhalation vapors, remind you of anything?

- Mortimer? Now that's clever!

- Can you explain?

- Sherlock!

He had poisoned his family by burning a poisonous plant.

- Wow!

Are you telling me that our victims

poisoned? - Obviously, yes, double homicide.

...

Champagne, strawberries...

Sounds like a romantic evening.

He had a secret relationship

or prohibited.

- Do you think Brassier found out that his wife was cheating on him

and he went crazy?

- He's been at a conference in Rennes for the past 3 days.

Jess got it. He's on his way to the police station.

- So, we'll have to look for Damien.

He may have had a partner

who wanted revenge.

- There are surveillance cameras, here?

- Not to my knowledge,

but I can ask the keeper, he loves me.

- All right, go ahead.

- OK. Mr. Robin?

- Have we told his parents? - No, they're in Marseille.

I didn't have time to call them to tell them that their son...

This is the part of the job I hate.

- Hey, Chris! - Yeah?

What?

- You'll find the right words, I'm sure you will.

Soft music

- Charlie? - Yes?

- Hold still. - OK.

Yes, han!

- You've got a fucking bug in your hair...

- Oh my God, oh my God, take it off!

She's shaking. - It's no big deal.

- I don't really like insects.

- Neither do I.

Well, I... - Well, it's dead.

They didn't install a camera.

- Yeah, okay. Of course it would, that would have been too good.

Well, I'll tell

Damien's parents... - Yes.

- ... and ask the staff. Talk to his friends.

He may have confided about his relationship.

I want to know who who sold him his drugs.

- OK.

- You okay, Charlie? I missed something.

Did you talk about last night again?

- Let's find the... Damien's friends.

- Ah, now I know where to look.

- Ah, the Faluchard badge.

- One of the oldest student associations.

See these berets? They're called faluches.

This is the sign of recognition. - All right, then...

It's a secret organization like Dumbledore's Army.

- More or less, yes. If his buddies were Faluchards,

it's going to be complicated to get them to talk.

- May I?

- Be careful.

- Wow!

- Wait, what are you doing? You can't do that!

Never look inside. It means you want to

to sleep with the person to whom it belongs.

- Okay, according to whom? The Faluchard code,

perhaps?

Ah yes.

Damien had lots of pins too on his faluche.

- Hm-hm.

- I guess that defines, in a way,

the student's personality, like a CV?

- Hm. - Hm.

There were 5 stars on his.

5th year of college? - Exactly.

- There was a golden palm, too. Swimmer?

Actor? - Lost, valedictorian.

- A camel. There was a camel!

- The camel right side up: he's single.

- So, if Damien kept this pin, that means

that he didn't consider himself in a relationship

with Aurélia Brassier. - Hm... Yes.

- What did you have on your faluche? - What's that?

- What was there?

- Come on, let's go.

- What was on your faluche? - Nothing!

- Hi, there. Hi.

- I don't believe it! Samy Vatel?

- Uh, yes.

- Guys! Guys! It's Samy Vatel!

- Good afternoon.

- Why not?

I'm honored! You're a legend, man!

Victor.

How do you do? This is Alice.

- Hi. Hello. Hello, all. Hi, everyone.

Well, uh...

Er... Actually, if we're here,

is for... - Sponsor me.

- Are you a student?

- Yes, I'm going back to school.

- Yes... - Yes, yes!

- You guys, there are cops everywhere.

They found Damien

and Mme Brassier dead.

Suspenseful music

...

This is a nightmare, it can't be...

Damien was a member of the Faluchard family.

We had our baptism together.

- I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Here you go.

- The lady who was with him...

Professor Brassier, right?

I met her 2 days ago.

It's terrible.

I didn't know she gave

private tuition for students.

- She didn't give any.

Damien was his assistant.

- How odd,

because in my day, she didn't have one.

- It's strange that a teacher finds herself

in a student's room.

Unless both of them...

- Damien would never a teacher!

- Yes, sorry. When I'm moved,

it makes me nervous and... - I'm fine.

- ... I'm talking nonsense...

Oh... Oh, dear...

Holy crap, I'm out of...

It's empty.

Anybody got a pot plan?

What's up? I'm in full mega

total anguish.

Victor, do you have one? - Why should I?

- The upside-down sphinx.

The love of narcotics,

you know...

Let's go! Let's go! Who's your dealer?

- Sorry, I can't tell to people outside the corpo.

- To her, I understand, but... to me?

(Charlie!)

(Charlie!)

(Charlie! What are we doing at BU?

(They've already given us the name of their dealer!

- Don't worry, Chris takes care of the dealer.

On the other hand, I got a message from Jess

who told me that in the bong, was datura.

"Datura. - What is it?

(It's extremely dangerous!)

(It's hallucinogenic and deadly!

(Ca contains alkaloids and atropine derivatives,

(hence the endive smell).

What, is Jess texting you you a message?

- It's advertising.

Here, let's take this... Here... We'll take this...

Oh! "Plants kill"! (- Sorry, excuse us.)

- Samy?

- Yes? - Don't you recognize me?

It's Marine! Marine Morvan! - Oh, Marine Morvan?

That's so funny! How's it going?

- I'm fine. How are you? - What are you doing here?

- I work here. - Don't you? I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Marine Morvan, we studied together.

- Charlie Holmes. - How do you do?

Are you the cops? - Yes, we are.

- It's terrible what happened to this student and Mme Brassier.

- I'm counting on your discretion. - Absolutely, of course.

Grandmaster Glou-glou 2016

who becomes a cop, it's amazing! - Hush now.

- I'm so happy to see you, it makes me so happy.

- Excuse me, please? - I have to go,

but if you need me,

for anything, will you let me know?

- I'll call you.

Well, him. Thank you for your time.

- Hi, there.

No, she didn't! - She...

- No, no, no...

- ... she must have looked in your faluche.

Hm?

- We lived a little story

a long time ago. - It's great!

Grand Master Glou-glou?

Can you tell me what it is? - Er...

Because I'd broken a record at a party...

- A record?

- Yes.

I had been drinking

1 liter of vodka in 5 minutes.

Don't mention it. - You?

She laughs.

No, wait, Samy...

You? You take two sips of cider and fall to the ground,

it's not possible. - Yes, well...

- A fine track record, Mr. Leven.

Deal of cannabis, MDMA, beta-blockers...

And you're under a suspended sentence.

Here's to the next conviction,

it's the clink. - Don't worry.

- I'm not worried.

Aurélia Brassier, Damien Pageot,

they were found dead

after smoking a bong.

Pageot, he was one of your customers.

What happened?

He couldn't pay and you took your revenge

with datura? - Datura what?

- Datura!

- I don't get it. I don't sell crap!

Damien had taken care of everything.

- Its accounts were in the red!

- He showed up 2 days ago with 500 bullets in cash.

Don't you believe me?

Romantic music

...

- Hey, Charlie. How are you?

- Yes! Yes, I wanted to tell you...

- It's me! We got the results

of the search.

No trace of datura. - And the lab?

- We have 2 DNAs on the bong, Aurelia's and Damien's.

- Everyone agrees to say

that they weren't a couple?

- The autopsy proves it: there was no exchange of fluids.

- Maybe they didn't get opportunity.

...

My point,

is that without it, what the hell was she doing there?

- It's a funny idea to spend the evening at a student's house.

- If we reject the theory of the couple, murder

took place in Damien's bedroom,

perhaps Aurelia found herself

in the wrong place at the wrong time

and that only Damien was the target.

- Possibly, but why datura? What could be simpler?

- After that, they're everywhere, in parks, gardens...

- The killer wanted to make it look an overdose,

he knew Damien's habits.

What he didn't know...

is that he'd have a collateral victim victim: Aurelia.

- Glad to see that you're not worried.

I dare to hope that it's

because you arrested my wife's murderer?

- Pr Brassier?

- Vatel, what are you doing here?

Is this some kind of joke or what?

I want to talk to the team leader.

- Please follow me.

It had been 20 years you'd been married.

No children? - My wife was brilliant,

she didn't need to be a mother to make a success of her life.

Success, she already had it.

Thanks to our work, we had it all: success and notoriety.

- So it was work that bound you together?

- Not only that.

We loved each other.

- She's never been unfaithful?

- Of course it's not! This is... This is absurd.

- Yet it was found in Damien Pageot's bedroom.

- My wife would never cheat on me.

This incompetent idiot must have found

an excuse to make her come.

- Why is that? - When you have no talent,

you gravitate towards those who have to get what you want.

He played the precarious student and my wife felt sorry for him.

I imagine he was also thinking putting her to bed,

but she wouldn't fall for it.

- All right, follow me.

- It's still as chilling as ever.

- Grandmaster Glou-glou 2016 would he still be impressed

by a teacher? - What's up? Nothing to see.

He humiliated people, always putting others down,

students in the corridors.

He told me I was a piece of shit and that I'd never amount to anything.

- I'm sorry. I'm sorry. No one should have to put up with that.

You know what I think:

you're an incredible person

and your life, you're making it.

- You think Damien does too,

was his scapegoat? - At this point, it's hard to say.

On his profile, I see that it was

a big partier, but there's not much there.

Wait...

Something's weird.

See this?

Funny music

Can't you see? We have to go back.

Come on!

There you go!

It's obvious! - What's that?

- The carpet, Samy, the carpet!

Here, it's south-facing. It's been washed out by the sun.

- Yes, it's clearer on the story,

but we're sure that Damien

mailed it yesterday at noon? - Yes, she did,

and the carpet was turned over...

after his break

lunch. See the stain?

Hm!

She sniffs the carpet. Ooh! Yes, then,

that endive smell again.

The water from the bong that flowed.

According to Damien's Damien's schedule,

he was at the lab yesterday between 2pm and 7pm,

it was then the murderer came,

and filling the bong,

he stained the carpet.

He turned it over, thinking

that no one would notice.

- There was no sign of forced entry on the door.

The culprit may have had a double.

- I don't think so because, look at his paluche, there's a sword.

This young man,

was clearly going from conquest to conquest

and I don't think he would have let

a spare key somewhere,

if you know what I mean. On the other hand...

one of his acquaintances may have

left a clue somewhere.

Intriguing music

...

Samy?

He chuckles. - Yes?

She laughs. A pen?

He laughs. I'm impressed! I am!

- Damien also thought it was a pen

and put it back in the pot...

- Yes, but... - But...

...

Do I remind you of someone?

Alice?

- You again!

You must have laughed taking us for fools.

- No, really. - I know you're cops.

- Sorry, but we knew it would be hard to get you to talk.

- We just want to find out who did this.

- Are these photos of Damien?

- Yes, we're planning a tribute tomorrow, during the corpo party.

- It must be even more important to you.

...

- Can I go?

- Well... - Yes, of course.

We won't bother you anymore.

...

If you have any information, don't hesitate

to contact us.

(- It's completely...) (- No!) Alice!

You just dropped this.

- Impossible, I forgot it...

- In Damien's room?

Don't you have anything to tell us?

You had a relationship, weren't you?

Funny music

Alice sighs.

- We stayed together for a few weeks.

Damien didn't want anyone to know, supposedly vis-à-vis the corpo.

In the beginning, I thought it was romantic...

but then I thought

that he might have someone else.

- Aurélia Brassier? - They were always

together. He was in awe of her.

I wanted to find out the truth.

3 days ago, I asked him for his spare key,

I told him I'd forgotten some lessons at his place,

I searched his computer

and I found 2 plane tickets to London in his name

and the teacher's. - Did you talk to her about it?

- Yes. We had a fight, he said I was crazy

him and that he didn't give about me...

that I was just

his booty call.

- Excuse me, but where were you yesterday between 2pm and 7pm?

- Are you serious?

I was on a training course

in EHPAD and I continued

with a midnight shift!

- Are you ok? - I'm fine.

- Fine, thank you.

EHPAD confirms: Alice was there all afternoon.

A phone vibrates.

She giggles. - I'll be back in a minute.

- I can't believe it!

The chick leaves us for her guy like that! You didn't bet, Charlie.

- You still don't know who her lover is?

- Wait, you know?

- Of course it is. - This is Aurélia Brassier

who helped Damien with his debts. She withdrew 500 euros and took

2 tickets to London, which she transferred to him

3 days ago. - I can't imagine them as a couple.

Something's not right. - That's good, Charlie.

I'll say it again, you're right.

She has booked 2 apartments in London.

- Here we are.

- She wasn't clear.

Mischievous music

...

Police. This is a search.

The Brassier office? - There, but wait!

I need to warn Professor Brassier.

He already yelled at me because his coffee

was too hot... Finally, please...

So, now... I'm gonna get killed.

- I wouldn't like to be in his shoes. - You mustn't let yourself be led astray

on your feet, at last! All right, then,

what do we have here?

Charlie sighs.

Nuts.

Almonds.

"Pea flour, soy flour, zucchini powder."

No chocolate, no sugar? - Mrs Brassier

watched his health: no sugar, no tobacco,

no alcohol.

- And...

not a small cut

from time to time? - For special occasions.

- What are these incompetents

do in my office?

- It's a... - A search.

Your wife had secrets. - Don't touch my files!

Vatel?

Since your boss

has hearing problems,

ask him to put that back.

Years of of research!

Vatel!

- He won't rest at all. Besides, I'm not your dog.

If you knew your wife well your wife, you must have known

that she was going to London with her assistant.

No ?

- Hm hm... Pink cookie,

lime... Hm... No, it's not that cake.

It's not that one. He's got a discharge.

- Well then?

Shall we stall? - Shall we?

Oh no! - It wants to roll over

at crime scenes and it's not fucked

to swallow three mouthfuls

cake!

- I'm taking a break. - He's taking a break!

- Okay, Papou,

Have you tasted this one? - No, I haven't.

- This is starting a lot, isn't it?

- Oh! Wimp!

- Hm hm hm hm!

Cardamom,

I've got it! That's the cake, that's the one.

- Do you really think they've been partying

on the evening of their death?

- Champagne plus fraisier,

that makes for an evening at least 500 calories

and Pierrick said that Aurelia

allowed himself these deviations

only for special occasions.

- Maybe the baker could help us.

- Oh! So there, "food", my dear Watson!

A-li-men-taire!

- Oh! Food! - Food!

- Thanks for the information. - You're welcome, ma'am.

- Sammy! - Yes?

- Damien has ordered the strawberry plant here

and asked to have it inscribed

the word "Laennec". - Are you sure?

- Yes. It makes me think of a family name,

but there's no one by that name around them.

- You bet! Of course I am. René Laennec...

He's a scientist who gave his name his name to a prestigious prize.

If that's what they were celebrating, it's huge.

- Really? That bad? - It's very, very classy.

- So, René Lae Foundation... Oh! 100,000 euros reward!

Ah yes, that's something.

- Thank you.

Light music

...

- Patro... - Excuse me!

- WE HAVE THE RESULT...

- Go ahead. - Go ahead.

- I don't have all day.

- Aurélia Brassier was indeed 2025 prizewinner.

- The results were confidential,

but the foundation had told him and the culprit got the information.

- And what about London? - In addition to the 100,000 euros,

the winner will work

at the George Bull Institute

in London, at home.

After all, it's the biggest research lab in Europe.

- And she wanted to bring her assistant with her.

That must have made a lot of people drool.

- Guess who was one of the of the participants?

Yves Brassier. - When you spoke to him

in London, he understood.

- Yep, and he played us for suckers.

He must not have liked that his wife applied without him

and win.

- It's good work. - More importantly

Charlie is to be congratulated.

- Are you ready to go?

- Hm. - Yes.

- How are you? - Are you? Yeah, I'm great.

What's the status of Aurélia Brassier's files?

- I've almost finished. I still have but it's encrypted.

- You would have the... project she had on asthma,

the one that made him the prize?

- Hm hm. - Can you send it to me?

- The trick is hyper relou,

it's 500 pages long. - Yeah. Thanks for your time.

- OK...

Intriguing music

...

- Is Pr Brassier in?

- Hi there! - You have to stop

to barge in like that.

No, but... Stop it! Don't... It's not there!

I may have problems. - You'll have to

about the relationship between Brassier and his wife.

Come on!

- Pierrick, well, we know each other well by now,

all 2,

do you trust me? Let's get started

by stopping

nail biting and the ring

anti-stress...

I've tried it, it doesn't work at all.

However, I do have something to help you relax.

*Soft music

*...

Listen to this, Pierrick, huh?

Relax, Pierrick, relax, breathe

and we forget Professor Brassier!

Yes! We're thinking of Aurelia.

Aurelia, who was

very different from her husband.

- Yes, she was much nicer.

- Much nicer,

but a little disturbed lately.

It wasn't going very well

in her relationship. - Yeah, maybe, I don't know.

- You may have witnessed arguments or something else.

- No, never,

but I saw her crying

the day she died.

Her eyes were red, I thought it was chlorine.

of the pool, but she was crying. I didn't dare ask her why.

- Do you know the name of the pool?

Gong

...

Ah! She laughs.

Thanks, Chris.

They couldn't to tell us much,

but it made me want to join the pool.

- Me too.

Here's hoping that the surveillance cameras

tell us more.

Compared to the evening...

- Yes. - That we both spent...

- Yes.

- I was thinking...

Emma? - Emma?

- What the hell are you doing here? - I've been calling you for 1 hour.

Can you open your trunk? - Go ahead, please.

- Jules isn't going to miss her judo judo competition because you

forgot his things. - I noticed.

this morning, I have them delivered.

I work a lot,

but I'm not a bad father.

- I'm so sorry.

I've seen him... - I beg your pardon.

Shall we continue inside? Care to join me?

Chris nods.

- Please answer me. Otherwise, I can't know

and I do a whole thing.

- Samy, my Samy, I...

I don't think I understand anything about relationships,

or I don't understand about men.

I'm completely lost.

Help.

Sammy? Samy nods.

- I'm so sorry.

- You gave me a fright. - I was sleeping with my eyes open.

- This is the

René-Laennec. - It's the treatments

based on monoclonal antibodies for severe asthma.

I read 150 pages,

but I don't know how they won.

- You know what?

We'll check it out.

Light music

Hello. - Good morning to you.

Intriguing music

- Charlie?

- It's Jess who relaunches on the bet,

on the boss's boyfriend.

Hello.

- Can I help you? - Yes, yes.

We'd like some information

on the winning entry of the René-Laennec Grand Prix

about "monolocal" antibodies.

Monoclonal.

- By Professor Aurélia Brassier

and his assistant Damien Pageot. - Who are you?

- We're police.

Here we are.

- Just a moment.

You're right about the winners

but not for the subject.

Here's the winning entry.

- Excuse me.

"Exploratory study on the use of datura

"in the treatment of symptoms

"de Covid long." ...

- Datura?

- The culprit used datura to kill Damien and Aurelia.

It can't be a coincidence. - The killer turned the object

of their research against them.

- The search object was on one of Aurelia's hard drives,

but how did the killer know that this was the real subject of his thesis?

Message notifications - This is Jess.

...

- This is the parking lot

of the pool where Aurelia the day she died.

It was just under 4pm.

- You don't seem worried. That's because you have

arrested the murderer of my wife?

- I'm so sorry.

Rewind

We know how Brassier ruined his raincoat.

...

- This Rennes-Nantes round trip between 2 conferences, you thought

that it would go unnoticed? We can imagine

the subject of your dispute.

A colleague of yours,

member of the René-Laennec prize jury

confirmed that she had told you about Aurelia.

- I had a fight

with my wife. And?

If it hadn't been for me, she wouldn't have won this prize.

It's thanks to me that she made a name for herself

in the world of research.

...

- An unbalanced team.

You alone took all the light.

Aurelia wanted

to succeed on its own

and she succeeded,

all with the help of a student you despised.

...

- Your ego drove you to kill your wife and her assistant.

You have used

the object of their research, datura.

- I didn't kill anyone.

My wife worked

on monoclonal antibodies, not on datura.

Look, it's...

After the row with Aurelia,

I went back to Rennes, I went to my conference

to concentrate on my work,

after what she'd told me.

- What did she tell you?

- That I was arrogant.

...

That she was suffocating.

...

And that she was leaving me.

...

She couldn't stand me, it's true, but...

I would never hurt to my wife.

I never did. I loved her.

...

Maybe not the right way, but...

...

I loved her.

- Chris? - Yeah.

Ah, thank you.

- It looks better

with Emmanuelle, it seems.

- We have a cordial relationship for the boys,

but the less I see of her,

the better I feel.

- Brassier was flashed

on the RN 137 towards Rennes

20 minutes after the clash.

- 20 minutes to the cité U, enter the studio

and poison them, it's too short.

- It's brilliant.

- Thanks, Chris. - Not you, Chris.

Not that you're not brilliant,

but I'm reading Aurélia Brassier's thesis.

Impressive: at the base,

datura is used as an insecticide against Colorado beetles,

striped ladybugs.

They succeeded in using it to heal

respiratory infections. - You've got a bug in your hair.

- Beetles, of course!

Samy, get your jacket! Sammy!

- Oh! Care to explain? *

Upbeat music

...

- If a dead Colorado beetle in my hair,

there may be others on campus.

Here's one. - So there's datura

in the area. - Datura

is used to protect potatoes.

I checked: Colorado beetles love them.

What's all this?

- What are you doing in my garden?

- Samy?

- Are you all right, Mr. Robin?

Don't you remember me?

I helped you, one afternoon,

to remove chewing gum in Amphi E.

- Not impossible. What product do I use?

to take them off?

- May I call you Claude?

You must have great technique

to remove chewing gum, but now we need your help.

Have you ever planted vegetables on campus?

- Yes, I've tried.

We had a vegetable garden,

but I stopped 3 years ago.

- We could see it, this vegetable garden?

It's for our survey.

Ah.

Thank you, Claude.

*Dynamic music in the distance

Ah, what are we hearing here?

- This must be the Faluchard brass band,

for the party Alice told us about.

- Oh, how lovely!

Looks like someone's using it, that vegetable garden.

- Ah yes.

Applause in the distance

Intriguing music

Wait, wait, wait, wait. That's datura.

...

And this is the insignia

Faluchards.

...

Charlie sighs.

Violin notes

...

Twirling music

...

- Sounds like a romantic evening.

...

Lots of pins on his faluche.

- Beetles, are ladybugs with stripes.

- Why datura?

...

- It's a plant

used as an insecticide against beetles.

...

The music softens.

...

- The ink has drooled on it,

as on Damien's at Damien's.

A left-handed man wrote. But at the crime scene,

Damien wore his watch on his left wrist.

- He was right-handed.

- What else could it mean?

- That the calculations are not Damien's

but the culprit? - Elementary, my dear Samy.

- Love is in the air.

- Why do you say that? - Isn't Billon here?

I bet she's with her boyfriend.

- Yeah, sure.

- It's serious, actually.

- Hey, we've got a big scoop.

The datura subject, Damien and Aurélia stole it.

It wasn't their thesis. They stole it from the murderer.

- A 5000 euro subject, you amaze me

that the killer wanted revenge.

- How did you know that?

- A faluchard on campus grows datura

and knows the virtues

and harmful effects.

He has his own private garden in the college.

- He uses his vegetable garden for his research

but also to feed themselves.

- We're dealing with a student

in a very precarious situation. - Most of them

of students are. It doesn't help us.

(- I expected him to congratulate me).

- You need to run a fingerprint comparison.

- OK.

- It's going to take time.

- This is the procedure.

Charlie sighs.

Intriguing music

...

- Charlie! Charlie! - Samy, could you knock

before entering. - Oh, sorry.

- That's all right. - Look what I found.

- Ah, a faluche!

Hey, is it me or are there lots of pins?

- I've done a lot of things.

I tried soccer, chess,

knitting. - Well, I'll be damned.

- Spoiler alert: I suck at everything.

- Until the famous glou-glou evening

where you gained popularity with the Faluchards.

- Yes. About this evening,

I wanted to clarify...

- Wait, that's not tonight, the Faluchard party?

- Yes, it is. - Put something on.

I'll meet you downstairs. - OKAY.

Enchanting music - It's Samy Vatel!

- You're a legend, man.

I'm honored.

- What's all this? He commits

in the alpine hunters? - No, not at all.

It's the symbol of the Faluchards.

- It looks silly. - It's the oldest

student corporation, attention. The faluche is serious business.

- Me, for all I care to do...

- You have to respect people.

Do you know who I am? I'm Grandmaster Glou-glou 2016.

I'm not criticizing your folklore... - Come on, Samy.

Are you ready? Ready to go?

Are you all right?

- Yes. - Yes.

I was telling your friend that this hat puts him

in particular. There you go,

it's great. - That's right, you're nice.

We're going to be late.

See you later, papou. Love you!

*Electro music

*...

Good evening. Good evening. - Good evening. Good evening.

- Good evening. - Hi.

Good evening.

- Well, then, we're looking for a precarious faluchard,

close to Damien and a gardening fan.

- To find him, look at his faluche.

*...

- Hi, Vatel!

Have you come to challenge for your title?

Wait!

Who wants to see Grandmaster Glou-glou 2016

beat his own record?

Cheers

*...

- No, no, wait.

2 seconds, I'm coming. charlie? charlie?

You've got to be kidding me. That night,

I had replaced the vodka with water.

- What was that? - I had replaced the vodka

by water. - I know, I know.

You're the person

smartest person I know,

but right now, I need you to act

like an irresponsible irresponsible drunk.

Are you up to it? - I'm not sure.

- You'll have to.

Gobble-gobble! - GLOU-GLOU!

GLOU-GLOU!

*Techno music GLOU-GLOU ! GLOU-GLOU !

GLOU-GLOU ! GLOU-GLOU !

GLOU-GLOU ! GLOU-GLOU! *...

*...

Cheers

*...

*... ...

*... GLOU-GLOU! GLOU-GLOU! GLOU-GLOU!

GLOU-GLOU ! GLOU-GLOU ! GLOU-GLOU! *...

Rhythmic encouragement

*...

... *...

- GLOU-GLOU!

*...

- A successful evening!

- Well, yes.

For us, corpo, is not a game.

- Yes, I know that for you, corpo is important.

*...

Bouncy music

...

The fork on blue ribbon :

you're good in the kitchen.

The daisy : you love gardening.

Convenient, like this,

you can cook the vegetables that you grow

in your own vegetable garden at the university.

- Instead of looking for who killed Damien,

you're going to tell on me because I grew a vegetable garden?

- To keep insects away, you use datura.

Are you familiar this plant?

Are you from Reunion Island?

The gecko on your faluche, the totem animal of Reunion Island

and datura,

it's part folklore over there.

It is a poison that heals,

but also kills.

Aurélia and Damien,

was that you?

- They had stolen everything from me.

She's trembling.

Intriguing music

I've been working on datura I've been working on it.

This thesis was the only way to finance my internship.

You can't imagine what it's like to dream of being a doctor

and not be able afford it.

- And then

you confided in Damien about your research.

...

Here's the thing, is that he,

what he wanted was to take Aurelia out

from the shadow of her husband.

- He realized that it was a golden subject,

so he gave your thesis to Professor Brassier.

They covered themselves

with a fake subject. Is that it?

- When did you realize what was happening?

- When Damien distanced himself his distance from corpo.

He hardly ever came to meetings.

One day, I caught him talking about my thesis with the teacher,

and...

When Alice told me they were going leaving for London...

I made the link

with the Laennec award. - Why not denounce them?

- I tried.

I went to see Madame Brassier.

She told me you'd never believe

a student to a researcher like her.

- She was ready for anything

to exist apart from her husband.

- But she was right.

I was nothing.

I couldn't fight it.

So I said to myself that by taking revenge...

...

And now.., it's all over for me.

...

- How did she get into the room

of Damien Pageot?

- She stole Alice's spare keys.

- She tried to right the wrong in the worst possible way.

Wasting your life, so young... - It's terrible.

All in all, congratulations to all.

- His relationship with the D.A, it didn't give him any more empathy.

- What do you mean?

- It's not with the proc.

...

It's with Vinz.

- The Vinz from the food truck?

- No?

- Why not? - It's crazy!

- Are you sure?

- Unbelievable!

...

Tintinnabulements

...

- I was afraid you wouldn't come.

- April...

I...

I'm lying,

to everyone.

To my colleagues, my grandfather,

to my best friend...

They all think you're dead.

I don't know if I can be able to go on like this.

- OK.

...

You came to tell me that you were cutting with me.

...

- You sort the peas

of your rice? - Dad used to do that.

It must be

in the genes. - I do that too.

- I just want to get to know you.

Please.

You're all I've got.

...

They laugh.

...

Laughter in the distance

- All right.

I'll call you back.

- I hope I'm not I'm not disturbing you.

- No. - Who was it?

- It was Marine.

Before you ask, I don't think I'll ever see her again.

She is most interested in Grand Master Glou-glou 2016

than by the real me, I think.

I've been doing a lot of thinking

who I went to college with, who I became

and you're right.

I finally know who I am.

Above all, I finally know who I want to be.

I want to be a cop, not just a deputy.

Real cop.

- Are you going to take the competition?

- It's all thanks to you. Hold on, hold on, hold on,

I have a little surprise.

- Oh. - Little present for you.

- You didn't have to. - Yes, I should.

What's a faluche? Oh, a faluche!

- I customized it for you, take a look.

I added a palm, because for me,

you're the best investigator.

(- Thank you.) - Please wait.

Mischievous music

...

Mademoiselle Charlie Holmes!

Me,

grandmaster Glou-glou 2016, I command you

honorary member of the Faluchards.

...

It hasn't all been easy and you lost a sister,

but know that you have a brother.

I know that you and I will always be there

for each other.

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