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You had an appointment with Félix Rouleau?

I was late. It's my fault.

No.

What time was it?

Midnight.

Were you… I mean…

Were you seeing him?

-Laumier will take you home.
-No, I'm staying.

No, you're in no fit state.

I know who killed Félix.

When I got there to meet him,

I saw Delaunay.

-Raoul Delaunay?
-Yeah.

Are you sure?

He was with his driver.
He had blood on his hands.

Why would he go after a bartender?

Because Félix humiliated him
by defending Giulia.

What do you mean, humiliated?

On the night of the gala…

Delaunay was attacking Giulia,
and Félix intervened.

And being pushed around
by a Black man, that…

He couldn't stand it.
He made him pay, that's all.

-We need to question him right away.
-No.

I will go question Mr. Delaunay.

If she doesn't go home,
take her to the station.

Yes, Captain.

All right, shall we go?

I have something to do.

SUMMER '36

Mr. Delaunay says he intervened
when Félix Rouleau,

bartender at the Riviera,

was being too persistent with you.

Do you confirm that?

Yes, that's what happened.

And yet, that's not
what Félix told your sister.

Yes, your sister. I know.

Had he ever behaved like that before?

No.

No?

Mr. Delaunay says
he pinned you against the wall.

I think Mr. Delaunay
misunderstood Félix's intentions.

They did come to blows, though.

It was nothing serious.

Félix, in fact, apologized right after.

Mr. Delaunay had no reason
to be angry with Félix Rouleau?

No.

Very well.

Thank you.

That was perfect.

Mr. Delaunay will be pleased.

You know, he really wants your daughter
to continue her vacation safely.

Let me go.

-Why did you lie to me?
-What are you talking about?

The trafficking in fake IDs
at Goiran's shop. You were involved.

-Who told you that nonsense?
-Stop lying. Stop.

Apparently, you even bragged
about supplementing your income.

What happened? Did you ask for more money

so you could go drinking
at the bar at night?

-No.
-Goiran refused, so you killed him?

-Léonie, I may have made fake IDs, but--
-I'm such an idiot!

"My father is innocent.
He's not an alcoholic."

I came to see you today
because I promised someone I would.

But now it's over.

Giulia was right.

You don't deserve anyone fighting for you.
You don't deserve it.

Eugénie? If you're looking for your son,
he went out with his grandfather.

-It's you I came to see.
-What's going on?

You went to the police
to accuse my husband of Jacquart's murder?

-I didn't accuse him, I just--
-Mom.

Jean was arrested last night.

I didn't know.

What did you expect?

You told them you saw Jean
by the Riviera the night of the murder.

I told the truth.

That's your excuse?

And you?

You let her do it?

Nothing Mom does surprises me,
but you should have stopped her.

-You didn't do that, did you?
-I did what I had to do.

Stop trying to take care of everything
on your own all the time!

-You're only making things worse.
-Making things worse?

On the contrary,
I spend my life protecting everyone.

You're happy to come to me
every time you need me.

Well, it's time for that to stop.

What are you talking about?

I'm not going back to Paris with you.

I'm staying here, in Nice.
It's where I belong.

It's decided.

Giulia lied.

It wasn't Félix who attacked her.

It was Delaunay.

-Why would she lie?
-I don't know, but she's lying.

Mr. Delaunay didn't kill Félix Rouleau.

He was in Monaco. His driver confirmed it.

He was in Nice,
and so was his driver. I saw them.

I called the Monte Carlo Casino.
He was at the bar until 3:00 a.m.

But I saw him come up from the beach!

I'm not crazy. He was there.

I'm willing to testify.

He butchered Félix.

It was pitch dark. He has an alibi.
It wouldn't hold up in front of a judge.

It's because the life
of a Black bartender is worthless

compared to that
of a big boss, is that it?

Come on,
get a hold of yourself, Morel, okay?

I still need you on the Jacquart case.

Ask them to go get Jean Berthier.

Thank you, Madeleine.

Besides getting some air,
what were you doing by the Riviera

the night of Adrien Jacquart's murder?

I wanted to talk to him, but I gave up.

I left after five minutes.

Did you go straight back
to the boarding house?

-No, I went to the cinema.
-Which cinema?

The Mondial.

The last showing.

What film was playing?

Crime and Punishment.

How fitting.

You can leave a showing whenever you want,
without anyone seeing you.

Yeah, sure.

Forget about my alibi.

Just put me in jail right away.
That way, there won't be a trial.

I'll give you my version of your evening.

You find out that Louis isn't your son
but Adrien Jacquart's.

And you run into him
with your wife at Le Régent café.

You realize they're still in contact.

So, you come up
with this bogus cinema alibi,

go back to the Riviera and you kill him.

That's nonsense!

-When did you leave the cinema?
-I don't know, I was very drunk.

-Does that happen often?
-No.

But at that…

I don't remember.
I woke up on a bench, that's it.

Well, you're not helping us much,
my friend.

We'll verify all of this.

Your godson Frédéric is here.
He says it's urgent.

Take him back to his cell. Go on.

Come on.

I'll meet you at the Mondial cinema.

-I won't be long.
-Yes.

-He's waiting for you.
-Thank you.

My dear godfather!

Frédéric!

What a nice surprise!

Who is that girl who just left?

Does she work for you?

Yes.

Why?

That's what I wanted to talk to you about.

She keeps hanging around
the print shop and my employees.

I even found her in my office.

She thinks she's an investigator.

She's obsessed with your father's murder.
She's convinced I got the wrong guy.

-I didn't know she was a cop.
-No, no, no.

She's a police assistant.
It's not the same thing.

But why does that worry you?

I'm not worried at all.

I…

I thought that…

I thought she was working
for the competition.

A lot of people
are trying to steal my work.

Nothing to do with that, I assure you.

I…

I no longer want to see her at the shop.

Because I have…

I have no desire
to be reminded of Dad's death.

Do you understand?

I'll take care of it.

Don't worry about it.

Thank you.

-Well, how are you?
-I'm fine.

-Are we still having dinner on the 22nd?
-Of course, godfather.

Well, I'm off. See you soon.

Did you know
Eugénie's husband had been arrested?

Yes. I found out this morning.

It's ridiculous.

Since it's what you want, we'll divorce.

But I won't follow you to America.

Are you all right, darling?

Me? Yes.

-I'm going to go read on the beach.
-It's nice that you came back with us.

She's going to meet Gabriel.

You haven't talked to her yet, I imagine.

No.

But she'll leave anyway, and so will you.

But if you and I are really over,
it makes no sense to leave together.

I already told you.

What's happening in Germany
will be here sooner than you think.

You bear my name.

So, I'm taking you both to keep you safe.
You'll do whatever you want there.

Mr. Delaunay!

How dare you publish
that caricature of my husband

in your vile newspaper?

You're funny, Blanche.

You're defending your husband now?

The husband you cheated on with a writer
of my so-called vile newspaper.

I never imagined Adrien was like you.

Like me? What do you mean?

Rich? And prosperous?

No.

Anti-Semitic.

Fascist.

And a Nazi lackey.

Surely, if I have to choose between Hitler
and Blum, the leftist, my choice is made.

Like half the French people
in our circles, I imagine.

I suggest you pull yourself together
and be very careful, Mrs. Ackerman.

Yes, that's him.

The last showing of Crime and Punishment,
last Saturday, the 8th.

THE MONDIAL

-That's a very precise memory.
-Thank you.

He was drunk. He kept bothering everyone,
making comments and yelling.

-Fortunately, he eventually calmed down.
-He didn't leave during the showing?

No, I don't think so.

-Marcel?
-Yes.

Did you see anyone leave
the theater on Saturday night?

Not him, for sure.

He spent the night in the theater.

-Who, him?
-Yeah.

I found him there the next morning,
when I came to prepare my reels.

-What time was it?
-6:30 a.m.

The guys locked him in without knowing it.

He was sleeping on the floor,
between the seats.

What did you do?

He smelled of alcohol,
completely out of it.

So, I got him out of there,
and I let him sleep it off on a bench.

-Thank you.
-Thank you very much.

So, to recap, Odette, the maid,
last heard Adrien Jacquart, alive,

at 11:30 p.m. in his room.

His body was discovered at 6:00 a.m.

During that time, Jean Berthier
was sleeping it off at the cinema.

Yeah, I know Jean Berthier
couldn't have killed Jacquart.

Another suspect who doesn't hold up.

Nothing sticks in this case.

From the start, I've thought
that the killer is at the Riviera Hotel.

It's much easier for a guest
to go from one room to another discreetly.

Perhaps, yes.

That brings us back to Blanche Ackerman.

She's not the only one at the hotel.

I'll call the judge
to have Jean Berthier released.

Tell me,

are you still investigating
the print shop crime?

No. You were right.
Pierre Farget is guilty.

No need to snoop around there anymore.

I'm done with that case.

Go home. You're pale.

Take the afternoon off.

Go on!

THE RIVIERA BEACH

-Is everything okay?
-Well, like it was ten minutes ago, Mom.

If you're worried about him, don't be.
If he comes near me, I'll scream.

You'll just have to explain to me
why he's always on me.

I'll tell you everything soon.

I can try to lose him.
He doesn't look very smart.

No, you don't do anything.

-Why did you lie to Raven?
-What are you talking about?

Félix defended you. That's why he's dead.

-Giulia, why are you defending Delaunay?
-What did Mr. Delaunay do now?

Suzanne, this is Léonie, your aunt,
who obviously doesn't recognize you.

Hello, Auntie.

My, how you've grown.

You haven't seen her in a long time.

What are you reading?

Gone with the Wind,
by Margaret Mitchell, in English.

Go ahead. I'll create
a diversion for that other idiot.

Who's she talking about?

Come on, let's go.

Why didn't you tell me
he was using your daughter?

Because I'm terrified he'll go after her.

I've done everything he wanted,
but he keeps threatening her.

-Delaunay doesn't want you to talk.
-He's a monster.

I know.

I saw what he did to Félix.

If I hadn't had that poker debt,
none of this would have happened.

And Félix wouldn't be dead.

What's this poker story?

That's how I pay
for Suzanne's boarding school.

Big games that can bring in
a lot of money.

Except when you lose, obviously.

-Delaunay is blackmailing you with that?
-Yes.

I'm so sorry.

Stop.

The only one responsible here is him.
It's that bastard. It's no one else.

The notebook Delaunay forced you to steal,

what was in it?

I don't know exactly.

I think he had to join forces
with Henri Pontavice-Caron.

I bet he's blackmailing him too.

Why do you care?

Because I'm looking for anything
that could help us against Delaunay.

Giulia,

he won't touch a hair on my niece's head
and he'll pay for what he did to Félix.

I don't see how.

Neither do I.

For now.

You know, I really liked Félix.

I'm here, if you need me.

Thank you.

By the way,
I find my niece to be very clever.

She gets that from me.

Hello, you.

I heard about your brother. I'm sorry.

-He was released.
-Really?

Yes.

You love your brother.

I'll end up being jealous.

He raised me, you know.

And your parents?

I never knew them.

Straight to social services.

Jean picked me up as soon as he could,
and he never left me.

I'd really like to have a big brother.
Especially right now.

Your parents aren't doing any better?

No.

Well, my dad's trying
to put on a brave face, but…

I can see he's sad.

My mom too.

I would really like
to go far away with you.

I've never felt this way about anyone.

I always want to see your eyes,

to talk to you, to hear your voice.

Me too.

It's like I've known you forever.

I feel like that makes you sad.

I'm worried my parents
won't let me see you.

-I'm afraid of losing you.
-No one will separate us.

-Do you promise?
-I promise.

-Come! Come to the Lindy Hop contest!
-Big Lindy Hop contest!

Big Lindy Hop contest,
ladies and gentlemen!

Come! Come! There are prizes to be won!

Come to the Lindy Hop contest!

-Come, ladies and gentlemen!
-Come, lovers.

"Big Lindy Hop contest,
tomorrow on the Promenade des Anglais."

Shall we sign up?

Shall we sign up?

I knew you'd be here.

I feel good here.

I'm close to him.

I talk to him.

I understand.

But you have to come back
to Paris with us.

You can't make such a decision on a whim.

On the contrary,
I've thought about it a lot.

Anne-Marie, stop living with regrets.

Obviously,
you don't know what regrets are.

You are Marthe Pontavice-Caron,
without regrets or remorse.

Yes, always with
a sense of duty and decorum.

Never a mistake.

Never a weakness.

Never a tear.

I didn't have a choice, Anne-Marie.

I had to take care of the girls,
the house, my husband's moods.

To bail out his company
with my money when he needed it.

I didn't have time
to ask myself questions.

After our parents died,
I was always there.

You're my little sister.
I had to look after you, and I did.

With authority, yes, perhaps.
But I did it.

I know.

And I'm infinitely grateful for that.

But I've been living a nightmare
for the past three years.

Every day is a struggle.

It has to stop.

That's all. Do you understand?

I'm sorry.

I can't.

I'm glad you got out.

I was very worried.

At the station, I couldn't stop thinking.

My thoughts were swirling.

When we had Louis, it was wonderful.

I was nobody's son,
then became somebody's father.

I had a family.

-My family.
-But you have a--

I know what you'll say.
You'll say Louis is my son. I know.

Except he's also Adrien Jacquart's son,
whether you like it or not.

At the time, I thought I could handle it,
but I'm maybe not as strong as I thought.

I'm not sure if I can do it, Eugénie.

Do what?

Pretend.

To carry on as if nothing changed.

-Léonie Morel is Pierre Farget's daughter?
-Yes.

How did you find out?

The way she dropped the Goiran case,
after all the fuss she made about it.

I wondered why.
So I called the prison director.

I asked him if she'd come
to visit Pierre Farget. Surprise!

Farget's daughter, the poor girl.

Being sentenced
to the guillotine is awful.

Yes, but it's still information
she carefully hid from us.

But why didn't she tell us?

Maybe because Prosecutor Jacquart

was blocking the review
of her father's trial.

-A good reason to be angry.
-Not to the point of killing him.

Let's not forget

that she stole files, lied to us, and hid
information valuable to the investigation.

She warned her sister behind my back.

And she even provided her with an alibi
for the murder of the hotel manager.

A completely bogus alibi too.

Léonie lied to us, okay.
But that doesn't make her a murderer.

She sure made a fool of me
with her little goody-two-shoes act.

You won't arrest her, will you?

I'm going to check what
she was doing on the night Jacquart died.

If I have the slightest doubt,
I won't hesitate.

Reading detective novels now?

I thought they were too violent for you.

Léonie lent it to me.

-Good evening, Captain.
-Good evening, Madeleine.

MURDER ON THE ORIENT EXPRESS

Is everything okay?

My father's guilty.
This is of no use anymore.

Captain Raven called.

He asked me who was here
the night of Prosecutor Jacquart's murder.

Did he ask about me too?

Yes. I told him you were here.

Here, someone dropped this off
for you today.

What is it?

An enlargement of the threatening letters
found at Prosecutor Jacquart's.

I asked for them
because I noticed something.

Look.

Before each letter A,
there's a wider space.

THAT CERTAIN THINGS

And the letters are misaligned.

If I can identify
the machine used to type this,

I could find the author of the letters.

You're a real Sherlock Holmes.

That's exactly what Félix used to say.

FOR TWO PEOPLE

JOURNEY
MINE

Come in.

-How are you?
-I'm fine.

Just a little tired.

Yes, I can imagine.

Farget's daughter.

Thank you, Madeleine.

-Morel hasn't arrived?
-No, not yet.

I hope she hasn't left Nice.

And her alibi?

The owner of the boarding house
claims she came back around 10:00 p.m.

the night of the murder.

-She didn't go back out.
-Everything is fine, then?

Apparently.

I'm missing something.

I don't understand.

I don't understand.

Mr. Sauveur is here
and wants to talk to you.

Who?

Sauveur.

The assistant
to the late Prosecutor Jacquart.

Right. Show him in.

Follow me.

-Please, have a seat.
-Hello, Captain.

What can I do for you?

You've recovered the prosecutor's files.

After checking, it seems
that there is a document missing.

Something more personal.

What is it?

Apart from threatening letters,
we found nothing.

An IOU.

In whose name?

It's a gambling debt.

And it's in the name of…

Here it is. Mrs. Giulia Vincent.

The Riviera's head housekeeper?

-And for what amount?
-Ten thousand francs.

Are you sure?

Yes. I dropped him off
many times at the same place.

-Can I get in?
-Please do.

Thank you.

-Hello, sir.
-Hello.

I wanted to ask you about an accident
that occurred here a few years ago.

It was, what…

Three years ago.

He was run over on the road to Grasse.

So sad to see that.

-Hello, ma'am.
-Hello.

Yes, I saw everything.

Poor thing.

A well-dressed man,
like someone from high society,

got out of the car.

He barely looked at the body and left.
Very quickly.

-Okay.
-The police never came to see me.

But last year,
I told everything to a private detective.

Very polite.

-Bye.
-Thank you, bye.

Thank you very much.

-Do you remember it well?
-Yes.

Yes, I remember it well.

You know, a car like that…

Hispano-Suiza K6.

It was a hell of a repair.
The radiator was dead.

-And would you have the name of the owner?
-Yes.

Yes, I must have it, yes.

-Well, come in.
-Yes. Thank you.

Very well, thank you.

So, I found three purchases of rat poison
in the 48 hours preceding Girault's death.

Do you know who?

Yes.

An employee at a grocery store
in Old Nice.

The owner of La Réserve. You know,
the restaurant that does excellent fish.

-Yes.
-And a gardener from the hinterland.

All men.

Yes, why?

Because now I have two suspects,
and they're women.

You're talking about
Jacquart's murder, not Girault's?

Yes, but I think the two are connected.

If we find who killed the hotel manager,
we'll find who killed Adrien Jacquart.

I still have one hardware store to check,
but their phone is out of order.

Well, go ahead.

Well, Madeleine, we're in a hurry!

Ladies, to protect you from the sun!
Ambre Solaire. Try it, it's brand new!

Over here, Dad!

-How are you?
-Where were you?

-Has it been going on for long?
-Yeah, look. They're the best.

Well done.

Well done, Angèle.

-Thank you.
-Incredible.

Thank you.

-That was great. Well done, Angèle.
-Thank you!

I have to go. I'm meeting with my father.

BRIDGE TOURNAMENT

A glass of champagne, ma'am?

Thank you.

Thank you.

Diamonds.

I pass.

I declare clubs.

I'm very sorry, it's truly…

Five hundred trump.

Sorry, the ten of diamonds.

With pleasure.

I'm sorry. I must leave.

I'm leaving. I withdraw.

-Thank you very much.
-Thank you, goodbye.

And I very much want to bring this back.

The cigar?

Is something wrong?

Listen, I'm not exaggerating.

-Hello, Dad.
-Eugénie?

I need to talk to your father in private.
Excuse me.

You can talk in front of my daughter.
I have nothing to hide.

Very well.

I just made a deal with the Germans.

Henri,

there's a lot of money
to be made if we partner up.

Of course, you'd do business
with the Nazis.

Henri, what happened
with your daughters' education?

If you have something to say,
you can say it to my face.

You think you're equal to men,
but your grand speeches are absurd.

Now, I'll ask you to let the adults talk.

Thank you, ma'am.

I'll be replacing my father
as the company head.

And I'd rather dismantle
the factory bolt by bolt

than partner up with you
and your fascist friends.

Where did you find that?

What is it?

She doesn't know?

This notebook, ma'am,

is proof that your father
paid several millions in bribes

to senior officials
to obtain his latest major contract.

Obviously, if this gets out,

this scandal would be
the end of Pontavice-Caron.

And it would land your father in court.

Which no one wants, of course.

Well. Henri.

Have a nice day.

Sit down.

You didn't do that.

What do you think?

If I hadn't paid,
my competitors would have.

Without the Paris-Mediterranean contract,
we could have closed down.

There had to be another solution.

You'll see when you take my place,

naivety is a luxury
you won't be able to afford.

I said that to shut up Delaunay, Dad.

That's all.

You said it, Eugénie.

That means you're thinking about it.

Even if you convince yourself otherwise.

They'll pass us
through the freight of merchandise.

Passports need to be hidden.

It must be done discreetly.
Speak to no one.

Edouard.

There are two men outside.
They followed you from the Riviera.

The German police.

What do we do? There's no other way out.

-Shit!
-My laundry!

What idiots! Well, come on,
pick it up, I'm not going to do it!

Come on, let's go.

Hurry up!

Thank you!

What the hell?

What's going on, gentlemen?

It's all right.

By the time they get back,
the Goldsteins will be gone.

Thank you.

You had a good idea.
Without you, they would've been arrested.

Why didn't you tell me about this sooner?

These risks you take
to help all these people…

Maybe your father is right, for once.

Taking his place
may be what you want today.

I just said that to keep Delaunay
from making my father's notebooks public.

It would destroy him.

Yes.

Can you imagine me at the union,
while my wife runs a big company?

I don't know.

That it's never been done
doesn't mean we can't.

And afterward?

-Either I give up my fight, or I lose you?
-No.

So, tell me.

You see, we no longer think alike.

Our family, our fights.
It's all falling apart.

Jean…

We've reached the end of the line.
Even if you don't want to see it.

Lucien is the king of cocktails.
He even invents some.

Come on, Lulu, tell them!

My sister always exaggerates a little,
but yes, I have some experience.

-You've never worked in a luxury hotel.
-No, but I'm a fast learner.

I first started
at the big Brasserie du Port.

I had to work fast and learn
how to handle drunk customers.

And then I worked
as a bartender at Rock Beach.

And what did you learn there?

How to handle customers
who were drunk, but wealthy this time.

Very well, Lucien.
I'll give you a trial run.

And if everything goes well,
I'll give you the bartender position.

Thank you, ma'am.

-Welcome to the Riviera.
-Thank you.

Go ahead. See how things work.

See you later.

You'll see,
you won't regret hiring Lucien.

-You like him a lot?
-Yes, he's great.

And he just had a baby,
so he needs a good job.

So, listen carefully, Odette.

It's time to stop your foolishness.

One more blackmail attempt

and your brother can forget
about his new job. Understood?

Giulia? Excuse me.

Can I talk to you?
It's about Adrien Jacquart's murder.

Excuse me, Odette.

-Are you sure?
-Yes.

I'll warn Eugénie,
and you go talk to Blanche.

Will that be okay?

Yes, but I don't know
how far they're willing to go.

I don't think Blanche will hesitate.

And as for Eugénie,
I already know she'll agree.

Mrs. Girault!

Who's Mrs. Girault?

At the last hardware store.
A Mrs. Girault bought rat poison.

Do you think it could be
the hotel manager's wife?

Edgar Girault was a widower.
He had no sister or children.

Do you have a description of her?

No.

She ordered by phone.

But she had it delivered
to Les Voûtes café.

Taking the name of Girault,
the man who was going to be killed.

That's truly diabolical.

What does all this mean?

From the start, I've been fooled.

But I finally figured it out.

The two sisters had a very good motive
for eliminating Jacquart.

And our Léonie Morel managed to be
as close as possible to the investigation.

-What, you think they're accomplices?
-Yes.

-But they couldn't have done it alone.
-And you think they helped them?

These also had very good reasons
to be angry with Jacquart.

And with four accomplices…

That would explain everything.

What's going on?

I don't know.

Why did you have us come here?

I need to talk to you.

We need to put an end to this story.

And I know how.

Subtitle translation by: Joseph Riopelle