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INNOCENT

I'm sorry, but the results are not good.

The treatment isn't working as expected.

You should be admitted

as soon as possible.

Mr. Combas, are you listening?

I'm telling you

your condition got worse since last time.

You need to go on leave and start thinking about getting better.

Do you understand?

I'm sorry.

Hello? OK, I'll be there in a minute.

We're not done yet.

Yes we are.

Thank you, doctor.

Did you have music theory?

Yes, but I prefer the guitar.

And he told me to keep on working.

Is mom home yet?

Mom!

Mom?

Mom, are you alright?

Yes, honey. How was your day?

Great. I played that song in one go,

and I made no mistakes.

That is wonderful!

I bought sea bass.

- Dinner with Inès and Pablo. - Sure!

Yes, of course. Sea bass is perfect.

What's that on your forehead?

I hit my head on one of the kitchen cupboards.

I love you, Alexis.

- Sure you're OK? - Everything's fine.

Oh, no!

Can I go?

Yes. They're early.

I said 8 PM. OK, let's get going!

Hello, miss. Are your parents home?

- Dad. - Yes?

We're looking for Roxane Delage.

- Alma, go to your room. - Is she here?

- Yes. She's my wife. - Move aside.

Are you Roxane Delage?

It's 7:03 PM. You are under arrest as of this moment.

We'll do this outside. Come with me.

- Don't worry, honey. - Come on.

- I didn't do anything, Alexis. - Walk!

What's going on?

Your wife is a suspect of murder.

What?

Alright, search the house!

Dad!

Is that yours?

It's my university card. I work at the archeology department.

Why was it found in the crime scene?

The crime scene?

Do you know Laurent Pujol?

- Yes. - Tell us about him.

I met him a few hours ago.

I went to his house to assess

a Mayan death mask made of jade mosaic.

Those are rare masks. I did my thesis on Mayan art.

You went to his house without knowing him?

Why didn't you meet at the university?

Those masks are very fragile.

They're valuable. You don't just take them around.

- Why are you asking me all this? - He was murdered.

- What time did you meet? - 2: 30 PM.

I was there on time. He was very polite to me.

The mask was on the living room table.

A stunning piece.

Stunning?

No masks were found at the victim's, though.

Maybe the murderer stole it. It might be a motive.

An invisible motive.

How did you get that wound? Did you have a fight?

Silly me, I hit my head on the kitchen cupboard.

Very silly indeed. Especially today.

- How long did the meeting last? - One hour.

One hour? So you left at 3: 30 PM?

Something like that.

Why was your card at his place?

I spilled my purse. It must have fallen.

- In his room? - Where the body was.

In the living room. I don't how it got to his bedroom.

He must have picked it up.

He was half naked. Did your meeting take a sexual turn?

No. I didn't know him.

- That doesn't stop some women. - Not me.

Again, I assessed the mask

and left at 3: 30 PM, at the latest.

That's all. And he was fully dressed when I left.

You see, madam, the problem is,

the cleaning lady who found Mr. Pujol's body at around...

5 PM, declared to have seen a woman

coming out of the house.

And she identified your picture.

We'll give you time to think.

We're carrying out a search.

- We just need five minutes. - Who are you, again?

Pablo Ortiz. My sister, Inès.

I'm going to ask you to leave.

- Tell him we're here! - Please, they're my friends.

OK, alright.

But stay in the kitchen.

- Are you OK? - I'm sorry.

I should've called to cancel.

What's going on?

- They arrested Roxane. - What do you mean?

No! Be careful! That's fragile!

But why?

They accuse her of murder. She's being held in custody.

What is that nonsense?

I don't know.

They arrested her in front of Alma.

Who could she possibly kill?

I don't know.

- They didn't say. - Let's call Lefebvre.

- That' a good idea. - Who is he?

He's the best lawyer in town and a friend of dad's.

I'll take care of her.

Hi, honey! How are you?

Tell me...

What's that?

- A receipt. - Let's take it.

She won't make it through the night.

- What about you? - Me?

When are you going to tell me about it?

Tell you about what?

I know you got your tests results more than a week ago.

You went through my email? That is not good.

Did you see your doctor?

What did he say?

What could he possibly say?

I have to carry on with the treatment.

That's all?

Look at me.

Don't worry.

Of course I'm worried.

Come on. Let's go back.

So, madam, have you got your memory back?

We're listening.

Alright, I lied.

Things didn't happen as I told you.

But I swear I'm innocent. I didn't kill him.

I was afraid you wouldn't believe me.

Give us the benefit of the doubt.

Actually...

Like I said, I was there on time.

When the door opened,

nobody was there to meet me.

Is anybody home?

I immediately noticed the mask lying on the table.

I couldn't help it. I had to go in.

I had to see it more closely.

And then?

And then...

That's all I remember.

When I woke up,

I was lying on the floor,

in my underwear.

Someone undressed you while you were unconscious?

Yes. Probably the killer, who took the mask.

Why would he have done that?

I don't know.

Then I saw the body.

There was blood everywhere.

I got scared. I tried to erase all my fingerprints...

I put my clothes back on

and ran away.

The cleaning lady must have seen me then.

I swear, it's the truth.

I don't know what happened

after I passed out.

Why didn't you call the police?

Everything pointed to me being guilty.

Stop! Stop right there, madam.

We'll start from the beginning.

Good news, my dear colleague. I'm taking over.

Go get me the official notification of her detention

while I speak to my client.

I won't be long.

Well.

We're finished, Mr. Delage. Good night and good luck.

I'll have a good night, yes.

- Goodbye, gentlemen. - Goodbye.

- She's sleeping? - Like a baby.

- I'm going to go. - Where?

To the station. I won't leave her alone.

Can you stay with Alma?

She's in custody. They won't let you see her.

- I can't just stay here. - All we can do now is wait.

They'll keep you in the waiting room.

Damn it.

Do you see Roxane killing anyone?

Of course not, but...

But what?

- You never know. - You're being ridiculous, Pablo.

If Roxane had done something, you would have told, right?

Did she look odd?

I don't know.

It's a long shot

but there's still hope.

You were in the crime scene and you erased your prints.

Which is never a good thing.

You will be criticized for not calling the police.

Did you have reasons to kill Laurent Pujol?

- No reasons. I'm innocent. - You had never seen him before?

- Never! - No relationship?

I don't even know what he looks like.

Very well! No accusation, no motives.

But you'll have to fight to prove your innocence.

Do you recognize those?

They come from an archeological site near Arles.

They were found at the victim's.

Quite well hidden. You will have to explain.

You think it was me?

- I don't know. Was it you? - Certainly not.

When we find valuable objects, we put them in a safe...

in the lab, and then we hand them to the museums.

Sir.

- Who has access to the safe? - Teachers, researchers.

- All that is worth... - It depends.

It can go up to several thousand euros a piece.

That's one hell of a motive!

What happened, according to you?

You tell us.

I don't know.

You know, madam, I'd like to believe you, actually.

And I would, if you had told us the truth.

- You're still hiding things. - No, no.

It's the truth.

Very well.

You see, the victim, Laurent Pujol, was living under a false identity,

which he gave to his landlord and the cleaning lady.

His false name appears on several documents.

However, we have his prints

under a different name.

The name of a man

who is an ex-convict, Julien Fontan.

Want to know, sir?

In 1998, two people broke into the home of a Mr. Michel Caricot.

A small group of activists that wanted to return

works of art illegally taken from war zones.

They went by the name of Art and Justice.

Problem is,

the burglary went wrong.

Caricot saw them and there was a fight.

One dead - Caricot -

and one injured - Julien Fontan.

Caricot's came upon Fontan and one young lady.

- That ran away. - Wait!

Why are you saying all this?

Julien was my boyfriend.

We were in college. I was in love with him.

The police thought I was the girl that Caricot had seen.

- Were you? - No.

I was released.

I'm going to need a moment with my client.

We have a few extra elements that might interest you.

This was found at Mrs. Delage.

In her trash can.

The lab says it's the murder weapon, with your fingerprints

and the victim's blood. - It wasn't me!

And a few articles

found at your ex-lover's.

You still don't want to tell us what happened?

I don't know what happened.

We have a theory

that is quite plausible.

Fontan was going to talk to your husband.

I guess he doesn't know anything.

So he blackmailed you.

He asked you to steal those objects,

which you did.

But then you realized he'd never stop.

So you decided on a more... permanent solution.

I didn't kill him. I didn't know it was him.

He was face down, covered in blood.

- I didn't kill him. - That's it for tonight.

Maybe things will be clearer in the morning.

Your wife is suspected of killing a man called

Julien Fontan.

- Do you know him? - No.

He was her boyfriend in college.

Alexis, there are things Roxane never told you.

What? What didn't she tell me?

Fontan took part in a burglary that went wrong.

A man was killed, and Roxane was one of the suspects.

She was suspected. That's all.

That was it.

Don't be mad at her.

The police think he got back to her,

threatened her to tell everything,

and then she killed him to stop him from speaking.

That's ridiculous!

That's their theory.

How is she doing? Is she coping well?

She says she's innocent.

- You don't want us to stay? - To help you with Alma.

- No, thank you. - Take some time off.

Until you figure all this out.

Inès is right. We can do without you.

Thank you, but I better not.

I can't just sit back and wait.

She didn't do it, right?

Of course not. Hey! There's no way.

There must be an explanation. We're talking about Roxane.

Try to have some rest.

Dad. Dad!

Mom didn't come home?

It's 8 o'clock. Quick! Hurry up, we're late.

How long am I going to stay here?

I have no idea, madam.

OK, that will be our target.

We need to find the way to deliver in September.

- Is that possible? - Yes.

Alright?

I'm fine.

- Do you have any news? - No, nothing.

My father wants to speak to you.

Leave us, Pablo.

Of course, Dad.

I know what they say.

They say I'm a pain in the ass, a bad-tempered,

heartless boss.

That's not totally false.

But it's not totally true either. Sit down.

I'm not a heartless man.

I have a lot of affection for Roxane.

You are married to a remarkable woman.

You were the captain of a ship when you met her?

Yes, in Mexico. She was working there.

Inès asked you to accept her on your cargo.

It was a slow boat,

but she wanted to have her objects with her.

What I mean is, Roxane and you are part of our family.

As a parent, you have all my support.

- If you need anything... - Thank you, Mr. Ortiz.

- Can you pay for the lawyer? - Yes.

- Are you happy with him? - He seems OK.

I could find you another one.

Understood.

Do you think Roxane is guilty?

Honestly, I don't know.

They make you doubt your own wife.

- Hello? - I'm sorry.

The police is looking for Mr. Delage.

Tell them to come up.

You don't make the police wait, now do you?

Thank you for your help, Mr. Ortiz.

Don't thank me, just fight. Don't give up.

So, no relationship problems?

No, just a couple of arguments from time to time. Normal stuff.

Is he alright?

He just needs some air.

Was everything going well?

Did you notice anything strange?

Was she nervous or worried?

No. Nothing in particular.

Do you know this man?

That's Julien Fontan, right?

I've never seen him.

- She didn't tell you about him? - No.

Was your wife cheating on you?

What?

In her statement, she said she woke up half-naked

next to the victim, half-naked too.

He was her ex-boyfriend.

I don't think so. I trust my wife.

I've always admired that... trust.

Speaking of... Where were you yesterday between 3 and 5 PM?

I was here till 3: 30 PM.

I picked up my daughter from school at 4 PM.

I dropped her off at 4: 30.

Very well.

My wife...

She didn't kill that man.

Of course.

Trust...

Mr. Delage.

Hello. We're looking for professor Marchepied's office.

15,000 euros? This vase?

We have more expensive objects.

This cup is worth over 50,000 euros.

That's one expensive espresso.

It was used for the last time 2000 years ago.

It's not an ordinary cup.

You keep these objects in a safe, right?

That's correct.

Do you think any of your students could have stolen one of them?

Only the teachers have access to the safe.

Do you recognize this?

Those pieces come from an excavation in Arles.

Could Mrs. Delage have taken them?

Absolutely not!

- Why not? - Because.

She wouldn't. Roxane is an archeology enthusiast.

She would never choose trafficking over her career.

What if she had wanted to do that?

Then... yes.

That's the point.

Where were you yesterday afternoon?

I was here, giving a class. My students can confirm that.

Do you recognize this man?

Yes, no?

I don't know his name, but I've seen him before.

- Where? - With Mrs. Delage.

He was here, in this school?

Not exactly in the school, but in the parking lot,

in a car.

In a car, in the parking lot?

What were they doing?

Answer the question.

- Kissing each other. - I didn't hear.

- Kissing each other. - They were kissing?

Yes.

It was a shock. I had seen Mrs. Delage with her husband

several times before. I must say they were

a very close, lovely couple.

Why? Who is he?

Julien Fontan. He was murdered.

Oh! Wait, don't put words in my mouth.

I'm convinced Roxane is innocent.

She wouldn't kill anyone.

Does she have an office?

Are you OK?

I'll be fine. Thank you.

She has two phones.

Does the school give you one?

It's already hard enough to get them give us paper clips.

I've never seen Roxane use that phone.

We're taking this.

I'm out.

Well?

- Wonderful. - Even the minor chords?

Yes, even the minor chords.

- You don't know what it is. - It sounds nice.

I'm sorry. Mom is better at this.

At least you're here.

Mom would do anything to be with you.

Why did she kill that man?

First off, we don't know. And also, she didn't do it,

she's innocent. - Was was she arrested?

The police are doing their job.

They're investigating. That's what they do.

I've never seen that cell phone.

Your prints are on the keyboard.

That's impossible!

- Nothing but your prints! - No!

You have a smartphone. You're a lovely wife,

a university teacher, but then you also have this disposable phone

for your secret lover.

There's only one number in it - Julien Fontan's.

Here are the transcripts.

The SMS are explicit.

I didn't write that! This is absurd!

What about the 20,000 euros?

It's a set-up!

A set-up? Let's suppose it is.

Do you have enemies?

Not that I know.

How do I prove that you were set up?

All the evidence points to you. You were seeing Fontan,

your ex-boyfriend.

No! I love my husband.

He needed money.

He asked you to steal some pieces.

That's absurd!

Yesterday, you met him for your usual happy hour.

And it became clear that he was using you,

that he didn't love you.

You felt manipulated. An argument broke out, you hit your head

and killed him with the statuette.

Is the motive convincing enough to investigate her?

Hugo! Answer me!

We need help!

Hugo! Answer me!

Well?

He's in a stable condition.

- But... - But?

We did a MRI. The cancer has spread.

That's why he fainted.

What if he starts the new treatment right away?

Does he stand any chance?

We'll do everything we can, madam.

But don't be too optimistic.

I'm sorry.

20 years.

That's what she risks, yes.

She really killed him?

She denies it, but the evidence is compelling.

- She denies the affair? - She might tell you the truth.

I got you a meeting with her tomorrow morning.

Good luck.

I swear, I'm going to find you.

You'll pay for this, assholes!

Come on now. Keep moving.

- Mr. Delage? - Yes.

Come with me.

It's a nightmare!

It's a nightmare, Alexis. It's a nightmare.

Someone set me a trap. We have to prove it.

OK, easy now.

We didn't have an affair.

Someone put that cell phone in my office.

Calm down!

It must be Marchepied. He said he saw me kissing Fontan.

Roxane, Roxane... Stop. Stop!

I'm so happy to see you.

Me too.

I need to understand.

Yes, I'm sorry. I should've told you everything.

Come here.

Who is he? Who is that guy?

Julien Fontan?

He was my boyfriend in college.

But I stopped seeing him after the burglary.

- Were you having an affair? - No!

That is absolutely not true.

You don't believe me?

You really think I cheated on you?

I don't know.

Put yourself in my shoes.

Two days ago, I was an average married man, with a normal life.

Where am I standing now?

I have to choose between thinking you're a murderer,

or the victim of a cruel conspiracy. Is that fair?

I didn't kill him.

- But you slept with him. - No!

That's the only thing that worries you?

I'm accused of murder, Alexis!

I want to believe you're innocent,

but I spoke with Lefebvre. It's complicated.

Don't do this to me. Not now.

What do you think?

You think it's easy for me? What about Alma, our daughter?

I know it's hard for both of you, alright?

What the hell have you done, Roxane?

What happened?

Someone set me a trap, Alexis. You have to believe me.

Hello.

I'm sorry I waked you up.

My pleasure...

You look like you're doing better.

Yeah, right. Very funny.

Something's off.

- Do you want me to call a nurse? - No.

It's not that.

If Delage

was in contact with Fontan...

Hugo... You need to let it go.

You have to think about yourself now.

Sabine, listen to me.

I'm listening.

Why didn't she take her second phone?

The one she used to contact him.

What if she had a problem, of any kind?

What would've happened?

Hugo, stop.

It's just a detail, don't you think?

Maybe she just forgot to take it.

It doesn't make sense, and you know it.

You're even more annoying now that you're sick.

Come here.

Women's Detention Center

You need to behave, girls.

I don't want it to be like last time.

That's my bed.

Can't you see I'm on it?

Please, Fatou, go to your bed and let her

settle in. I only have three pages left

to finish this chapter. I don't want to get up.

Thank you.

Shush!

You have 30 minutes.

Alright.

She will be so happy to see you.

Are you happy to see mom, too?

Sweetheart!

You look so beautiful!

- Did dad pick out your clothes? - Yes.

How's school going?

Your guitar lessons?

She played me a song. It was wonderful.

Even the minor chords.

I recorded myself so you could listen, too.

That's very nice of you, but...

I have nothing to listen it on.

I'll see if I can bring

a music player.

- Mom? - Yes?

Dad says you're going to stay here for a long time.

Is that true?

I have to wait for my trial to end in order to know how long, but...

Yes, it's a possibility, alright?

I might be here a long time.

Does that mean you're going to be old when you get out?

You know...

We can come every week, if you want.

Here?

Yes.

What's important now is that we stay together.

Alright?

I love you.

I'm very proud of you.

Mom was so happy to see you, don't you think?

We have to be there for her. It's important.

Visiting days are the worst.

I can't impose this on my daughter.

She's only 8 years old.

She already knows prison.

Don't do that. Don't think about that.

Just think about the next day. One day at a time.

Not even the day after, or you will go mad.

I won't resist.

Of course you will. We all say that at first.

But in the end, we all resist.

- Excuse me. - Yes?

I'm looking for Hugo Combas, room 114.

He was transferred. You are...?

Sabine Maupin, his partner.

Sorry we didn't call you. We didn't have your number.

- Room 109 needs some cleaning. - Yes.

- What happened? - The results weren't good.

Where is he?

- Only his family can see him. - Excuse me?

We asked him if he wanted to put you on the list,

but he only wants to see his family.

That's not possible.

Some patients just can't see their loved ones suffer.

Give me your number. I'll ask him again.

- I'll give you my card. - Goodbye.

One year later, after the trial

We'll get through this, Roxane.

I won't leave you.

Alma didn't want to come?

No.

The verdict came as a hard blow for her.

Does she know I'm innocent?

What did you tell her?

Hold on.

I told you we would come to see you regularly. Alright?

You're going to be fine.

Roxane, you're going to be OK.

12 years, Alexis.

You'll get out sooner.

8 or 10 years instead of 12. That's good news!

Does Lefebvre still think it's not worth it to appeal?

You have to confess to get an early release.

Confess a crime I didn't commit.

If it can get you out of prison.

You don't believe me.

I just want this nightmare to be over.

I need us to see the light.

It will be over when everybody knows I'm innocent.

It is over.

There was an investigation.

Now we have to keep going.

We'll keep going until you get out. That's what we'll do.

I'll come to see you.

I will. Roxane, we're going to make it.

Look at me.

This show has to end, Alexis.

What?

I haven't stopped thinking about it.

We're all suffering here.

You, me, Alma.

There are 12 more years to go.

That's a long time. I don't want you to be locked up too.

- What are you talking about? - Move on.

Put all this behind you.

My life's screwed up, not yours or Alma's.

No, no, no.

I want you to be happy.

These stupid visits are pointless.

We need you. We need you.

Alma doesn't need a mom in jail.

You don't know what you're saying.

We'll go through this together.

It's the best we can do.

Write me.

Send me pictures, if you want.

Only come here if there's a problem. Alright?

As long as I don't see you,

I'll know everything's fine.

It's the best we can do.

Let me in, please!

Roxane!

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