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[a male voice reads the text]

[voice-over] This is our story.

[intriguing music]

[dog wheezes]

[woman gasps]

[screaming]

[dog growls]

Help! Open up, please!

Somebody help me! Please, I beg you.

- He's coming, he's coming! - What's wrong? What's wrong?

[they scream]

Henri?

- Are you there? What's going on? - I don't know what's going on.

Keep your voice down.

I'm getting a migraine.

Baby, what are you doing in pink bunny?

[screams]

[she shrieks]

[upbeat disco music]

[Clarisse] You wouldn't believe how long I've been waiting.

To be part of the 36.

The elite of the criminal investigation department.

No, 36 is the address.

Yes, Granny, it's always 17 to call the police.

[ominous music]

Stop it, it pisses me off when you do that.

I won't regret it.

I couldn't take it anymore of the local police station

where nothing ever happens.

What's that? No, I just need to feel useful.

Mademoiselle.

Please, miss.

One minute, an old lady under a table is talking to me.

I'm on the phone. Is something wrong?

[he struggles to start]

No, seriously, guys.

You thought you'd get away with it?

Do you want to die? These aren't your masks

are going to protect you.

You know the risks

of riding without a helmet?

Get off your scooter.

Show me your pretty wrists.

Thank me for stopping you from doing something stupid.

[crackling]

Our trainee fell in front of the door

and the victim was thrown inside.

[Keller] According to preliminary material

I have, trust me,

it's probably from where I'm standing

where the 1st shots were fired.

Find the casings

and send the scientist to deal the carnage inside.

Do you still need the trainee?

Why do you ask?

You're still pulling the trigger.

Sorry, excuse me.

I love tasers.

It crackles like the flashbulbs of the photographers.

I just love it.

Commissioner? Excuse me, the reporters are here.

Of course they are. I'm the one who called them.

I've been waiting for a case like this.

Commissioner Keller,

what's happened?

Why did the crime squad the case?

How many people massacred?

No statement yet.

That's all I can tell you,

is that it's ugly, what happened.

Commissioner, one question.

As you saw it live,

no statement at this time,

but it's ugly, what happened.

Thank you, Laura Martin.

For the next 2 hours, we'll be going in-depth

on this murderous massacre that we know nothing about.

And we'll tell you everything, because we know nothing.

[lively music]

[ringing]

It's okay, I'm home.

I'm home, too.

I'm home, too.

Cheese!

- Ma'am. - Lieutenant.

- What can I do for you, Lieutenant? - Is there room?

- Do you have a reservation? - No, we haven't.

But I'm due at the crime squad this is my 1st day.

Ah! Congratulations.

Whose name should I write

these terrible villains?

You name it. It's got to look serious.

The Quack-Quack brothers?

How about the Duck Gang?

[Benard] Are you the new girl?

Best arrest rate in the prefecture.

Lieutenant Clarisse Sterling, delighted.

I'm Benard.

But everyone calls me Benard.

I'll call you Benard.

That's more like it.

One egg.

Welcome to the crime squad.

The cream of the elite.

It'll be a nice change from your little neighborhood precinct.

Do you know the boss?

Commissioner Keller.

You're joking, right?

[Clarisse] It's a legend for all cops.

It's for him that I'm here.

Keller comes from a line of of great cops.

His great-grandfather arrested the Punchman of Lilas.

His grandfather the Clamart desanusser.

and his father Pr Morvick.

[in chorus] At the criminal brigade which he firmly leads,

he deals with sensitive cases.

He hasn't smoked for a long time,

but he allows himself a cigarette at the end of the survey,

which he chews frantically.

I asked if you knew him,

not recite his Wikipedia page.

Oh!

Don't mind him, he's a grump.

My name is Melanie.

I'm the computer analyst

and I manage the Commissioner's page.

Is that you?

I love your writing.

Thank you so much!

But I don't write everything,

the most glorious stuff, is the commissioner.

I'm Clarisse Sterling. Pleased to meet you.

Clarisse Sterling? As in Silence of the Lambs.

Oh, no, not at all.

I'm Sterling, like the pound.

We say "the pound" and not "the pound".

And I haven't read that book.

I have nothing against dyslexics, I've booked plenty of them.

I'm not dyslexic at all.

You have a brilliant record,

but I need experience.

Especially with the new case.

I'll prove that I'm up to the task.

It's not a question of size.

Are you a misogynist?

Misogynist?

Someone who doesn't like...

It's all right, Benard, I know what it means.

Listen, Sterling,

you've got a big mouth.

Don't let me down.

[HE MOANS]

It's perfect.

Our two campers were found massacred.

[Melanie] The man in the deer suit was decapitated

and hung like a trophy over the fireplace.

The young woman was prepared mustard rabbit style.

Voilà! That's all we have for now.

No fingerprints or DNA traces.

[intriguing music]

[laughter]

It takes years

to absorb these horrors.

She wasn't tied up

like a rabbit.

She wasn't tied up like a rabbit,

but like a chicken.

OK.

That's how you do it with a chicken.

The rope passes differently between its thighs.

I grew up on a farm.

I used to tie up the chickens and Ryan, the neighbor's son.

You can trust me.

On the other hand,

I can't explain the connection with George Clooney.

No, that's for my hairdresser.

I'd like the same haircut.

It would suit you too well.

Yeah, really!

Thank you. Okay. So, Sterling?

Yes, that would suit you very well.

No, can you think of anything else?

Nothing at the moment.

Show her.

[Clarisse] "I'll grab him by the tail..."

This message,

is the beginning of a series, isn't it?

I'm afraid so.

I want all hands on deck.

I want results.

Get me up that likes counter.

[Benard] Yeah!

[upbeat music]

Welcome to the of forensic medicine.

Welcome

to Autop'chef!

[lively music]

You represent the future of forensic medicine.

Let's take a look what you'll be working on.

Raise the sheets!

Oh, I didn't expect that.

[Who can tell what this is all about?

The little nerd. What's it about?

It's a corpse.

[with a quavering voice] "A corpse," he said.

He's a jerk.

[Obviously, it's a corpse.

It's mostly the old man.

Old is a noble product. It has to be worked.

Carry out examinations and take samples

without denaturing the product, I'm counting on you.

[Forensics] I need scalpel experts.

Lovers of the saw.

I want to see passion.

You've got 2 hours.

[It was good of you to send...

Yeah, it was.

- I usually... - Hang on a sec.

What's he doing to me?

How's the mechanic?

How are you?

What's that?

It's to protect me from the spurting blood.

It's to protect him

from the spurting blood.

What's that?

- Oh! - A corpse.

That's right, a corpse. What's that?

A scalpel.

[When I apply the scalpel, does it squirt?

No, it flows.

Well, he's dead, so it flows.

While your friend alive and well, hop!

[How does it feel?

It spurts.

- It squirts like crazy. - That's the difference.

Is it clear? Dead, sinking, and then...

I'm talking, damn it! This is crazy.

And him choking.

What the fuck?

It's spurting, he's alive.

He's dead, it's dripping.

It spurts, it spurts.

Why the difference?

I'm not sure.

He's gonna cry.

Yeah, go ahead.

Because of the blood pressure.

Blood pressure.

We learn it in Grade 1.

Clean up this mess or the administration will yell at me.

Your tools are disgusting...

I'm sorry about that.

Sterling.

It's like the girl in Silence of the Lambs.

I prefer the one with the muzzle.

Me, it's Sterling by the pound.

The pound.

It's not a legend.

- Charlotte. - Hello, Charlotte.

Hello.

I'm delighted to meet

a Keller deputy who appreciates my work and my art

without passing out like a turd.

What have you got for me?

I got this. Check it out.

Tada!

Drugged with GHB and shot with a gun.

Large caliber.

The caliber used by hunters for big game.

Head cuts

look crude.

Tell me about it.

That's a deal breaker for me.

Whoever does that, gets out.

What about her?

Was she raped?

No.

Not by us, anyway.

We've got a new night watchman,

I can't guarantee it.

He's checking you out, isn't he?

You noticed!

Did you see that?

[Look, he's all...

Take it easy.

No sexual abuse.

Did you see the violence of the chest wounds?

Beautiful, isn't it?

There, he made himself happy. Right there.

So it was personal.

They didn't cross the killer's path by chance.

Thank you, Doctor.

Chief, I prefer chief.

Damn it!

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

I don't like it when they move.

It makes me tense right away.

Did you see that? It's amazing.

That's the problem with fresh produce. There are advantages, but...

Sorry. Sorry, sorry.

It just...

[Well?

Aside from the coroner re-creating a dead body, we're onto something.

[Laura] What do I see?

My old friend Benard.

You're as handsome as ever.

Hi, Laura.

What did you learn about this autopsy?

Torture?

- Rape? - I can't say.

Oh, come on!

Sterling attended the autopsy.

I had something to take care of...

Pretty Sterling.

I knew Keller had good taste.

Tell me, pretty Sterling,

tell me what you know.

I hesitate, I don't know if I can.

You can tell me anything.

You look less wrinkled on TV.

I don't?

I have botox injections.

Put less in the buttocks and more in the eyes.

I'll think about it.

- Who does she think she is? - She's Keller's ex.

I'd be careful if they ever get back together.

Thanks, Benard. Nice of you to warn me.

Normal between colleagues.

[rhythmic music]

[bird calls]

[applause and cheering]

[soft groovy music]

[gurgling]

[farting]

[gurgle and fart]

[gurgle]

[farts]

[engine starts]

[stylist] Oh, my God!

[intriguing music]

[screams]

What the hell is that?

I beg your pardon. Did you put that monstrosity on me?

Remove it immediately.

I promise you a deluge of trouble.

I'll make your life a nightmare.

Oh! No! Wait!

[stylist] All right.

All right. All right. All right.

Leave me hanging here,

but not in that outfit.

[stylist] And it's Lycra!

[Benard vomits]

[panting]

- Is that our guy? - No, that's Benard.

No, by the looks of it, that's got to be our guy.

Don't trust Benard, he didn't see the body.

He's too sensitive.

[Clarisse] It's incredible.

Merguez or chipo?

- I've never seen that before. - It's rare to have a choice.

Chipo for me.

Thank you for this.

Presbyopic, huh?

I beg your pardon?

You're glued to the clues.

I do that to get closer to the killer.

It makes it easier to step back.

If you say so.

Otherwise I know

a good ophthalmologist.

Thank you for your help.

It was placed in the front shell

or after his death?

I don't know.

[I was cooking sausages. the sausages.

I think we're pretty good there.

"The cat looking at her

with a mischievous look."

He's a fucking pervert.

Not that perverted. There was no sexual abuse.

At least not yet.

I don't guarantee everything with my team.

Just look at him.

Come on, stop.

It's shit, Frank.

[That's all the press is talking about.

These idiots are convinced it's political.

It's general panic.

The prosecutor and the prefect are getting impatient.

The minister is getting impatient. My wife is getting impatient.

In a nutshell.

They're breaking my balls with this bullshit killer.

If we don't find something soon,

I'm saying good-bye to my gilded closet, and you, your promotion.

Jean-Paul, I do what I can.

[RINGING]

It's my wife again. I don't know what to say to her.

Work it out any way you want,

but keep your mouth shut or your career ends here.

Yes, Pipoune.

[Jean-Paul] No, everything's fine. Everything's fine.

No, don't worry.

Frank's on the trail.

[Jean-Paul] Yes, I'll buy the bread.

Benard, retrace the victim's of the victim.

PowerPoint or old-fashioned paper?

Can you make a PowerPoint?

I'll do the paper the old-fashioned way.

Yes, that's better.

Sterling.

Sit down and close the door.

Or the other way around.

I won't beat around the bush.

Do you know Professor Morvick?

Professor Morvick?

The academic specialist on popular language?

One of the world's serial killers.

You arrested him

with your father.

I think.

That was more me, but it didn't come out.

He killed his victims

by reproducing imaginary expressions such as "having his heart on his sleeve",

"swallowing snakes", "head in the clouds".

Do you know everyone's Wikipedia for everyone?

- No, I have a good memory. - That's good.

You'll need it.

Ask Professor Morvick.

What does this have to do with the investigation?

He says he has information about the killer.

And then..,

you'll meet a real killer

instead of reciting his Wikipedia.

Come on.

[intriguing music]

[Keller] Tell me, Benard, what do you think of the news?

She doesn't seem to like me.

Boss, you can't say that.

Except for your mom, all women love you.

Even mine loves you.

You bet she does. A little too much, even.

What's up?

The point is, I shouldn't have sent Sterling to see Morvick.

Probably not a good idea.

I'd like to offer to take care of Morvick.

Actually, you're not offering.

- Well, no. - All right, then.

I noticed you like her, Sterling.

But why are we giving away your ex?

Ouch! You didn't know.

- What the hell is she doing with him? - Ah bah...

It's not what you think.

No, of course it isn't.

- Shall I find out? - I know who it is.

You know who he is! Oh là là!

Shut up, Benard!

I don't know what what would annoy me more.

That she's banging an old guy or that I know him?

I'm sick of it!

[Laura laughs in the distance]

It's to make you jealous.

Get out! Get out.

Walk home or get in the trunk.

If this is it...

Oh!

[The psychiatric ward of the prison is at the end.

[These drawings on the walls,

are they to calm the inmates?

Not at all.

[Before, it was a juvenile prison.

And before that, a maternity hospital.

We didn't have the funds to repaint.

I'll stop here.

As for you, stay on the yellow line.

Don't give in to the provocations of others. Agreed?

Once in front of Morvick's cell,

stay away from the bars.

Is that clear?

I'll keep that in mind.

It would be a shame if it damaged you.

It's at the end, on the right.

[eerie music]

[growls]

Welcome to France's prison.

Hello, Professor Morvick.

Commissioner Keller sent me.

I understand you have some information on our killer.

[Hey... good old Keller.

I mean it,

does he think I'm going to talk to the intern?

I'm not a trainee.

You're not?

You're not a trainee, are you?

The manager told me at the end on the right.

It's his favorite joke.

I almost forgot the main thing. Who am I speaking to?

Lieutenant Clarisse Sterling of the Crime Squad.

Sterling?

That's odd, your name rings a bell.

It's often confused with The Silence of the Lambs.

It's the English currency, it goes without saying.

You look so familiar.

Yet I never forget a face.

A face is so beautiful.

It's like a beautiful landscape.

You have to take the time to look at it.

What do you know about our killer?

What's the secret you're hiding, Sterling?

I'm not hiding anything.

We all have something to hide.

Oh! The little cat who looks at her at her.

What a strange message for a killer, isn't it?

How do you know all this? Even the press doesn't know.

A rolling press doesn't gather moss.

Come back and see me with some chouquettes.

Plump and full of sugar.

Tell me your secret.

Why should I come back and see you?

I'm the only one who can help you stop the killer.

You'll be back, Sterling.

[ominous music]

Commissioner?

How did you find me?

I'm told you have a habit of pissing of pissing on people coming out of 36.

I don't do it for fun.

[Keller] Actually, it helps me think.

Oh, sorry.

I'm used to being alone.

I've seen it all before.

You're cold.

Yes.

I want to talk to you about Morvick and our killer.

You know, Sterling,

[melancholy music] this job is my whole life.

Where I come from, you're a cop from father to son.

Ever since I was a kid, I've been programmed to face the worst.

Every generation of Kellers has its hero.

You can't imagine the pressure on my shoulders.

And yet, sometimes,

I just want to throw it all away. Yes.

But it's impossible, do you know why?

Fate, Sterling.

Fate.

When I was a kid,

I didn't dream to be the great cop I am today.

My dream was...

to become a puppeteer.

Puppeteer.

Alas, there's no escaping one's destiny.

Nor his legend.

You have to accept it.

Even if there's always a puppet to manipulate.

I'll never be anything but a great cop.

[melancholic music]

I'd give a lot for a fag or a testicle necklace.

Well, thanks for listening, Sterling.

I really do.

And regarding Morvick,

take your time but keep him talking.

And don't let him lead the way.

Find out if he knows anything.

There's no room for error.

Let's go inside. I'm getting cold.

Even with the coat on.

Back so soon, Sterling?

I've been expecting you.

[Clarisse relishes]

It looks very fatty. Too sweet.

But very good.

Would you like some?

Do you think I don't see what you're doing?

Too bad.

I'm going to do them all.

Don't play with me.

Tell me what I want to know.

["A Green Mouse" played on the flute]

♪ A green mouse ♪

♪ Running through the grass... ♪

[she clears her throat]

Hey.

The killer models his methodology to nursery rhymes.

I was wondering when you'd understand.

With every murder,

he leaves a message with the rhyme of the next crime.

Have you noticed

that his victims were the same age?

Curious coincidence, isn't it?

[siren goes off]

What are you doing?

What a nice ear!

♪ I'll pluck your head... ♪

♪ I'll pluck your head ♪

♪ I'll pluck your head ♪

♪ I'll pluck your head ♪

♪ And the head! ♪

Our campers were killed according to the nursery rhyme In the distant forest.

A rabbit flees a hunter and begs

a deer to open the door and save him.

As for our fashion designer,

it was according to A Green Mouse.

Every message found at crime scenes

foretold the next murder.

The next victim will be killed according to Il était une bergère

and will certainly be 30, like the others.

Well done, Sterling.

According to the latest advances,

I can confirm

that we are dealing with a serial killer

as there is one every century.

It must be a man or a woman disguised as a man.

Aged between 20 and 65.

Must be between...

1.57 m and 1.92 m.

His murderous pattern follows an irrational logic.

But in our experience,

I know that he eats his cereal with yoghurt

and not milk.

And considering

its modus operandi,

I decided to christen it

"the Tapeworm". - [applause]

All right, great!

Very good, indeed.

[Keller] I intend to test my theory

by cross-referencing data.

It's unstoppable, it's from the States.

[Keller] There you go,

if the killer lives within a 200-kilometer radius,

of the area where the bodies were discovered,

if we cross-reference with those with a longer toe...

In my opinion, it should be added that the killer has a childhood problem.

I think that's essential.

Yeah, why not.

If we cross with pickup truck owners.

[Benard] White!

Psychopaths have white pickups.

Next, the killer must be close to nature.

He may even have an ecological streak.

[Keller] What do you get?

[Melanie] I get a list of 8 suspects.

4 of them dead.

And 3 dead.

We'll have to sort them out.

Let's start with the one who is neither dead nor deceased.

Give it a try.

OK.

A certain Carlo Lequerec,

Breton breeder, ex-independence fighter

registered for aggravated violence.

He changed his life a year ago after the death of his father.

[Mélanie] He is the 1st transvestite shepherd.

with pigtails.

He's the trigger.

He's got the profile.

Maybe it's a coincidence.

Impossible, it's from the States.

Sterling, according to you,

the next murder will be connected to Once Upon a Shepherdess.

Yes, but...

Carlo

Lequerec, isn't he a transvestite shepherd

with pigtails?

Yes, he is.

So that's our man.

I'm sorry, sir.

No, that's all right.

[intriguing music]

Carlo Lequerec.

This is Commissioner Keller.

Come out with your hands up.

Don't do anything stupid.

Surrender, no harm will come to you.

Think of your sheep.

Think of your comforters.

Intervention group, announce your progress.

[Benard] Boss, we've got a problem.

Suspect has Sterling hostage.

Drop your weapons or I'll shear her!

[Keller] By the time I get there,

do what you can to put her to sleep.

Guys, drop your weapons.

There, that's good.

[action music]

Wait for my command.

Keller] Shit!

[And hop!

What are they doing?

They're trying to put you to sleep.

Hey! Hey!

I'm sick and tired of being taken for a ride.

Since that's the way it is...

[crackling]

I love it when it crackles.

[crackling]

[Keller] And the night of the murder?

Did you kidnap the campers?

Carlo, that's not exactly Breton.

♪ There was a shepherdess... ♪ Doesn't that ring a bell?

Et rond et rond petit patapon, either?

- But... - Shut up, you!

We're asking the questions.

Why sign a murder in advance?

Do you know how to plant cabbage...

Yes !

Yes !

[he groans]

No !

- Pay it back! - I can't! I can't!

[You were almost there. We believed it.

He's tough, you can see it in the pigtails.

He won't give up.

He's the Lone Worm.

Too bad we don't hit suspects.

[they nod]

I'd like to question him.

I don't think that's a good idea.

Without me, you won't get anywhere.

Why can't I?

Because he's taken you hostage?

Because I'm the only one in this room who's ever had pigtails.

Why did he want to kill me?

I panicked.

When I saw the cops, I thought the locals had done something.

They've hated who I am since Dad died.

Oh!

I didn't do that.

I would never hurt an animal.

Before we disguised them, they were just like us.

Like you, but not like me.

Whenever there's a problem,

it's the fault of the cross-dresser with pigtails.

It's not my fault!

I didn't kill those kids.

You gotta believe me.

You have to give me good reasons.

Your murders took place on Tuesdays?

Tuesdays,

I deliver sheep to a bagpipe maker.

I know it's illegal!

They say the sound is better.

Check it out, his name is Gonthier.

And on the 9th, I was flashed in Tripounec.

[No shit, Sterling.

You can't do this to us.

I'm sorry, what?

You're ruining the mood.

We all agree

we've got our killer.

The...

- Tapeworm. - That's the one.

Bravo, a stroke of genius.

It's mine.

Sterling,

don't screw this up.

You can tell he's messing with you.

With lame alibis.

What makes you so sure?

On something called experience.

Unlike talent, that comes with time.

Are we talking about justice or golf?

Sterling, that's enough.

- No, I've... - I've approved your transfer

because you remind me of a movie I love.

- I forget the name. - The Silence of the Lambs.

- Yes, a fucking movie. - I didn't make it.

Don't make me regret it.

If you do, I'll ship you off to the suburbs.

[director] Do I make myself clear?

We're not sending someone to jail because it suits us.

If he's innocent.

I mean, come on!

Sterling, I said stop.

Frank, we'll let you finish.

I've reserved a table before an 18-hole with the prefect.

If we could get a confession before 1 p.m., that would be perfect.

Boss, what do we do?

Get me a pair of scissors.

[ominous music]

[pigeons cooing]

[Keller clears his throat]

I told you,

I grew up on a farm.

When I'm pissed off, I foam.

Pigeons?

We're in Paris.

I thought I'd been recruited on my results.

Not on my name.

Oh, I'm so sorry. You must be sorry to have me.

I'm not.

It's normal to doubt the indestructible.

Good cops go through this.

I forgot to thank you for saving me.

It's not too late now.

[soft piano music]

I have a gift for you.

- [Clarisse] Earrings? - Shell casings.

What a beautiful pair!

By the way, would you like to see what...

Would you like a drink?

Yes, please.

Wow... I can't believe it!

Madagascar pepper spray!

The 1st model of telescopic baton with vibrator function.

- And now! - And yes...

I've never been able to resist pretty things.

Here, Clarisse.

May I call you Clarisse?

Of course you may.

Frank?

No, I'd rather you stayed in the commissary.

Or maybe Keller.

That was inappropriate.

Only my parents call me Frank.

I don't want to think of my mother when I look at you.

What's bothering you?

The age difference?

I think our cross-dresser with pigtails has nothing to do with the Lone Worm.

What if our killer is still out there?

Hush, hush...

[sensual music]

Clarisse.

Are you ready for a completely crazy experience?

Like a threesome?

Uh, no.

Well, that's good, cause I've done a lot of those.

Have you?

What did you have in mind? A Peking wheelbarrow?

The Charolais dance?

Levitation?

I'm not much of a levitator these days. But I've got nothing against magic.

I love magic!

As a student, I used to make things disappear.

But didn't you?

I once made love under a bridge.

So have I.

During floods.

Otherwise, it's no fun.

I've already had it hung,

upside down, on top of a crane.

Beware of vertigo.

Nothing to worry about, I'd already done it paragliding.

I'd had the strap marks for a month.

But it was really fun.

[she chuckles]

I almost forgot.

My night of beeswax in the Hindu temple

and medieval re-enactments.

I can't tell you the cramps!

I've been tied up, untied, whipped, mixed and mashed,

disopilated, luxated. - Tortured.

No, it wasn't exactly that...

Say no more.

Please don't say anything. Shush!

Me, I was imagining

a journey to unexpected pleasures.

Are you scared?

[Are you scared?

Oh là là, yes! Oh là là!

I'm very, very scared. Very scared...

I've got lots of ideas for unexpected things.

Oh, crap.

So...

shall we?

Where to?

[eerie music]

[screaming]

[cat] I beg you.

Please don't hurt me.

I will give you whatever you want.

Just don't kill me.

[Please.

[he meows]

I'm hallucinating.

This is a relationship between two consenting adults.

The bathrobe I gave to my wife!

I'm sorry you had to find out this way.

I'm going to tell her I found him!

I don't know. how you became a cop.

A guy disguised as a cat was found

beaten to a pulp under "I'll pluck your head".

What was the inscription?

"I'll pluck your head."

Since you and the boss didn't answer...

- I'm off. - To where?

I'll explain later.

Get the pineapple and untie the pattern.

Thanks, Benard.

Pineapple?

Boss?

- [strange voice] Benard, the pineapple... - [shouting]

How did you know for the tapeworm inscription?

"I'll pluck your head."

You know, dear friend,

I still don't know

your secret.

I'll talk when you talk.

My parents are farmers.

But they're also deaf and dumb.

My life was, so to speak, perfect.

Until that terrible accident.

My brother would lie in the fields listening to Lara Fabian.

Oh, my God!

It's not the drama.

Oh, sorry.

Dad's tractor...

was running at full speed.

I screamed,

neither of them could hear me.

I lay there inert

in front of my brother

literally flattened like a pancake.

Flat as a pancake?

It's normal

to be fascinated by horror.

Especially when it becomes a work of art.

Clarisse,

why

shouldn't you have the right to like pancakes?

Your killer,

the notorious Tapeworm,

follows a plan

that he has been patiently for years.

He's out for revenge.

If each murder is preceded with a message,

then where was the message about the 1st murder?

The one about the campers.

Wasn't that his 1st time?

The 1st time is so disappointing.

If you find an unsolved murder or attempted

with a message announcing that of the campers,

we'll trace it back to him.

You're almost there, Clarisse.

Find the original murder.

But how do you know about the messages?

We're done for today.

Remember that.

I hate sugar.

[ominous music]

[Neighing]

Come back anytime, we're not moving.

One, two, three, sun!

You moved.

[intriguing music]

Are you all right?

I'm fine. I took something yesterday that didn't go down well.

I bet you did.

[Gentlemen, don't be fooled,

it's not a cat.

Bah yes.

It's a human.

I knew that from using of this.

This is a ball of yarn.

I waved it in front.

No reaction,

it's a human, not a cat.

Beaten to death, but still breathing.

Is he alive?

But not for long.

He'll be all right.

It takes me 2 minutes.

That's very kind, I prefer a live witness.

[Keller] Benard, get an ambulance.

That's nice, I don't feel well.

No! Not for you, for the cat!

It's nice, but it's not a cat.

Since you prefer a living witness...

This is crazy. Let me have that.

It's still crazy.

Don't call me, call an ambulance.

It's no use.

[I don't have time for this.

[sad music] I was in custody

during the attempted murder of the Lone Worm.

That's why they let me go.

You confessed.

I confessed to save the other one.

You blame the police.

The police, no.

Commissioner Keller, yes.

He's the one behind it all.

I hate him.

This is bullshit.

You think so?

2 million less likes, 20,000 followers lost.

Tweeters, a veritable butcher's shop.

I don't make the buzz anymore.

Passe-Partout is ahead of me

as the personality who can solve the case.

Passe-Partout!

Stop stressing. Who cares about polls?

Please, come in.

Take a quick look around.

It's still busy, but it's a nice surface.

High ceilings

and very bright.

Jean-Paul ?

Can you explain?

Don't worry, Frank.

There's plenty of applicants for your position. I'll show them around.

But you're going fast

get me some results.

If not, I'll call in Passe-Partout.

[laughs]

What was I saying?

I wanted to be sure, but Morvick gave me some information.

Reliable this time.

Forget Morvick.

You're wasting your time. Carlo has a copycat

who did the trick while he was in custody.

I couldn't have been wrong.

[knocking]

The witness regained consciousness.

But he remembers nothing.

Just a moment.

As soon as this gets out, he'll be in danger.

Let's put him in a safe place until he describes the attacker.

Shall I reserve the usual hideout?

Residence with sauna and swimming pool.

Journalists know it. It needs less glitz.

My parents' farm. Far away from it all, in the country.

- With pool? - No, it doesn't.

They'll be happy to help.

No pool.

No pool... Is it far from everything?

Yes.

Excellent, let's do it.

With Benard, put the witness on ice

discreetly.

Clarisse.

Yes ?

For yesterday,

I just wanted to say, I had a wonderful night.

I saw that.

Oh...

[soft music]

Yes, Granny!

Tell Mom and Dad that I'm coming tomorrow with a witness.

There'll be three of us.

Tomorrow it is.

Great, see you tomorrow!

[Benard] You think this is normal? I'm sick and tired of these plans.

Why do I have to go to Clarisse's parents' house?

I hate the country. And there's no swimming pool.

Ah, Clarisse!

No record of murder or attempted murder

with message or inscription in the last 20 years.

Morvick has got to be kidding me.

Are you going back to him?

The witness has regained consciousness. We're going to my parents'.

An isolated farm.

I'm taking Benard.

- So cool! - Yeah, too cool.

Wait, Clarisse. A photo for my Insta?

[Sterling, we've got a long way to go!

[Clarisse] Oh, calm down, Benard.

I am calm

Olympian. - It shows.

[Jean-Paul] It's not easy to be the son of a legend.

[Keller] Above all, he was a beautiful piece of garbage.

[Jean-Paul] Like the rest of us.

He was very proud of you.

That's what they said in the corridors and backrooms of the 36.

I doubt it.

Rumors from the corridors not always reliable,

but what's said in the backroom...

I've got to go.

If I'm late for dinner, Pipoune will get upset.

Do you know the Keller motto?

Shall we talk about it tomorrow?

"It doesn't matter how, as long as you get what you want."

He would crush anyone who stood in his way.

Including his son.

What a guy.

Sorry, folks.

I'm off. Good night, Frank.

If it wasn't for me, he wouldn't have caught my housekeeper.

Or Morvick.

I'm a Keller.

I'll do anything to shine.

When I get the Lone Worm, my father will be forgotten.

And the others before him.

It'll just be me.

Do you hear me? More than me.

And...

Jean-Paul?

[lively folk music]

They couldn't help themselves.

Ah, that's so nice!

- They weren't supposed to know about me. - They won't tell.

Except my grandmother, they're all deaf and dumb.

[Clarisse] Oh, my God!

[Clarisse] But... You shouldn't have done that.

No, stop it, Dad, they don't need to know.

They don't need to know what?

When I was little,

I used to sing Michel Fugain.

Didn't you?

Yes, I was.

No, I won't sing.

[she sings out of tune] ♪ It's a beautiful novel ♪

♪ It's a beautiful story ♪

♪ It's a romance ♪

♪ Of today ♪

♪ Today! ♪

[panting breath]

♪ So how do you think about tomorrow ♪

♪ Huh, huh, huh ♪

♪ La la la la... ♪

It's nice to be deaf.

I'm going to bed. I'm beginning to miss the coma.

♪ Ouh! ♪

[panting breath]

It rips even more than the other one.

No... Yeah.

- [screaming] - Did you hear that?

There's a weird noise up there.

Sure, they're deaf, but don't make a mess.

[menacing music]

[killer opens window]

[Benard screams]

[action music]

Hey!

[shouting and banging]

It's huge!

I'm... [screams]

Sorry, boys, I'm not looking.

I'm just dropping off condoms, lard and poppers.

I'm not judging, it's the country air.

Benard?

[dramatic music]

[The killer's footsteps echo]

Step aside.

Lock yourself in and call the police.

How does she to call the police?

We need to talk.

I know all about it.

Yes.

Shit, I don't have any blue.

I'll do it in the lab, put it on ice.

Not in the crisper, eh!

He's an idiot. Oh, man! This is disgusting.

Well, I just saw Benard. He's dead.

Dead, muerto. There's nothing left to do.

So, he's mine. Have a nice day!

Have a nice day.

We're going to get that bastard Carlo.

I don't think it's him.

- You're joking, right? - No nursery rhyme in murder

of Benard and the witness. No message.

No one knew we were there.

Er...

Your attention, please.

Who knew where our witness our witness was hidden?

Yes.

The only person to blame.., is me.

The Tapeworm is not so solitary.

Don't worry, I'll take care of it.

In the meantime,

I'm laying you off. - You're dreaming!

- Don't bench me. - No choice.

It's procedure.

There's been two deaths.

I don't know, take a few days.

Go to your parents.

Uh... or somewhere else. I mean, you know what I mean.

You can't do this to me, Frank.

That's a direct order.

Besides, I told you not to call me Frank.

[melancholic music]

Hey.

[distant voice] Oh, fuck!

Don't be afraid of love.

Oh, Steve!

[intriguing music]

Professional recognized by all,

awarded and reprimanded on several occasions,

our friend, colleague, mistress or one-night stand,

Laura Martin left us this morning.

After studying oenology and karaoke evenings,

she turned to journalism

and criminal investigation in particular.

She covered numerous trials and interviewed the biggest stars.

I'm truly sorry.

According to initial reports, she hanged herself at home.

By her feet.

It must have been terrible for her.

To die without seeing the soles of her Louboutins.

She always had a depressive side.

But it's been worse since we broke up.

What am I going to do without her?

Come on.

Let's go.

I'm disturbing you. Shall I come back?

That depends. Is it important?

About Carlo.

Has the transvestite resurfaced?

He connected to Twitter via an ex-boyfriend's server.

An ex-legionnaire santon collector.

Not a minute to lose.

I want spectacular

for his arrest.

Call the RAID, the BRI, the GIPN and the

with guns and tasers.

Call the journalists for a press conference.

We'll get the buzz going again. Yes!

The director's job is mine.

- I prefer to think of it that way. - You bet.

Your Morvick's been hospitalized.

This moron, because of the sugar, got diabetes mellitus.

He had it all figured out.

What do you mean, he planned it?

I've got to go.

[intriguing music]

[crashing]

Police! Sorry, it's an emergency.

[Groan of pain]

Professor, hands up.

How odd.

It should have gone "chpof".

"Chpof"?

Yes, chpof.

I wanted to make a dedication to your brother.

By burning my doc like a pancake.

Don't make me shoot you.

Please put the gun down.

If you don't want a second crush on my doctor.

Thank you, Clarisse. There you go.

Chpof!

Your luck's about to change.

It has nothing to do with luck.

Take a walk in my cell.

Bye-bye.

Mmm, this is gonna be good.

[explosion]

[knocking]

Enter.

Once upon a time there was a shepherdess...

What weirdos occupied this cell before Morvick?

Not really relevant.

Don't tickle my ovaries.

Yes.

So, there was

a Nikos Aliagas lookalike who died last year.

Before that, it was the Libidinous Pony.

Before, it was the minors psychiatric unit.

It's best to consult the archives.

We'll consult the archives.

Kévin Flagrant, incarcerated for the murder of his mother.

Released at 18 after 10 years in a psychiatric unit.

He's the last minor in Morvick's cell.

Is this all there is?

Nothing in his file except the name of the psychiatrist who was treating him.

Dr Terzieff.

His contact details.

Here we are.

I'll also leave you my number if you're interested.

But not at all.

Send in the pony.

Yes, again.

I remember little Cedric.

- Kevin. - I remember him too.

His father beat him, him and his mother.

So the kid could put up with it,

she would tell him that there was a wonderful world

populated by fairies and princesses

and magic, where anything was possible.

And in the evening,

she would sing nursery rhymes to lull him to sleep before his husband returned.

All right, then.

It's all in Simon's file.

- Kevin. - Right, yes.

The kid seemed

doing well until this summer camp.

What camp?

The Country Club camp, for children from good families.

When Kévin returned home, he was never the same.

Walled in by the silence of the days.

He exploded in a fit of dementia.

And he killed his mother?

Massacred, you mean.

He was found prostrate beside her body

under the inscription: "Stag, stag, open to me."

It made no sense.

"Stag, stag, open up"?

Does that ring a bell?

That's the message I was looking for. [vibrates]

Kevin's father never wanted to get him back?

Are you kidding me?

That scumbag was happy to get rid of the kid.

You pay for everything, he got what he deserved.

Colonoscopy?

That journalist who hanged herself came to see me.

Laura Martin was interested in Kévin?

She was after the cop who was handling the case.

A certain Kepner.

Wait a minute, wait a minute. You mean Keller?

That's what I said.

He's the one who spoke with the judge

to release Kevin when he turned 18.

The cop had sympathy for the kid.

He checked on him once a year

but never wanted to meet him.

What's wrong, Lieutenant?

I've got herbal tea,

cannabis, a base of opium.

Don't tell anyone we spoke.

I might even have ecstasy.

[tires squealing]

Melanie, I want Kevin Flagrant's address.

I got nothin'. No record, no address.

What about a Country Club colony?

Kévin went there in 2006.

I've got that.

They organized their colonies in the same place

between 1997 and 2008.

The site has been abandoned for 10 years.

and closed following complaints about the management.

- Unbelievable. - What's unbelievable?

The victims of the Solitary Worm hosted the 2006 camp.

Kévin must be hiding there.

I don't have the motive, but we have a link.

I'll send you the address. Shall I tell Keller?

Please don't.

- Why wouldn't I? - You'd know if you had.

[ominous music]

♪ Lark, lark, lark ♪

♪ Lark, I'll pluck your head ♪

♪ I'll pluck your head ♪

♪ I'll pluck your head ♪

♪ And the head, and the head And the head! ♪

[the victim moans]

[screams]

Police!

Hands up or I'll shoot. Down on the ground!

Please help me!

Calm down, it's okay.

He's already parted my hair.

- [yelling] - Kevin.

It's over. Put the knife down.

I'm gonna kill her.

- [screams] - I can't hear what you're saying.

I'm gonna kill her!

- [screams] - Sorry, I can't hear you.

Do you mind?

No, please don't mind.

Quiet!

Can't you see we're talking?

It feels good when it stops.

Tell me about it.

Does it always scream like that?

Yes, it gives me tinnitus, I can't sleep.

It's horrible. How do you deal with it?

- How do I do what? - How do you do it?

The worst part is the smell.

Yes, the smell...

Kevin.

What happened here in 2006?

I'd been waiting for this vacation all year long.

Finally a chance to be away from my father.

I didn't know what to expect. I was just different.

You knew I wasn't evil.

You knew that, though.

The monos made me their whipping boy.

They came in the middle of the night.

She led the way.

They took all my cuddly toys.

My 17 comforters.

They took them, mutilated

and burned them one by one every last one.

No, the cuddly toys are too much.

I'm sorry, not the comforters.

I begged them to stop.

But it wasn't enough.

They destroyed everything I believed in.

"Santa Claus doesn't exist."

"Didn't you know?" "No."

And Mary Poppins?

"She's a cameo from London, didn't you know?"

I didn't know, I was disappointed.

Did you know that nobody danced on the Pont d'Avignon?

I didn't know that. You told me.

It's terrible.

As if calling you Kevin wasn't enough.

What'd you say?

Nothing, sorry, excuse me, take it back.

They destroyed the world my mother made.

That's what they did.

Why did they kill her?

She didn't deny it.

She told me: "It's true, Kevin."

What they say is true.

She lied to me. Everybody lies to me.

In fact, it's a cruel world.

That's what nursery rhymes are all about.

It's time to reign terror.

Hop, hop, hop... Don't make me

to shoot, Kevin.

Hands on your head!

[screams]

You're gonna be okay.

It's okay, don't worry.

- I'll be right back. - Thank you so much! Thank you so much!

[SHOUTING]

[intriguing music]

Oh, sorry.

I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

[screams]

Sorry, I didn't see anything.

Excuse me, sorry.

Have you seen Kevin around?

A young psychopath who likes animals.

At the end of the corridor.

I'll deal with this later.

[Machiavellian laugh]

[echoing] No, I'm not here.

You'll never catch me, ever, ever...

I'll kill them all.

One by one, like my cuddly toys.

[Machiavellian laughter]

[squeaking]

[indistinct shouts]

Huh? I don't get it.

I just don't get it.

Epilogue to come in the case of Vers solitaire.

Auditions begin soon

of Commissioner Keller of Commissioner Keller

and Lieutenant Clarisse Sterling.

It should be noted that the famous commissaire Keller

has already

promoted at the head of the legendary 36.

I wanted to tell you the news, but you already know.

[dark music]

You make me want to vomit.

Thanks. [laughs]

From the beginning, you knew who the Lone Worm was.

You used Kevin and us.

Insightful.

I wasn't wrong about you.

I wanted to sideline you by sending you to Morvick.

He must have had a lot of fun.

To think... I was falling in love.

Who could blame you?

That's not why I'm here.

It would be better if you didn't appear before the commission.

If I don't?

If I don't?

You're depriving me of my urinary catheter?

Oh, shit! Oh, shit.

Sorry to bother you.

It's just my boss trying to kill me.

- Can it wait? - Of course it can wait.

Even if what's done is no longer to be done.

[laughs]

It's all right.

I'll come back later.

What's up?

[Disappear forever if you don't want me to eliminate you.

[Even if he was the Lone Worm,

Kevin was no monster.

The ideal culprit was needed.

Meeting the criteria of the press

and public expectations.

What could be better than a cross-dresser with pigtails?

Inspector Keller killed

those who unmasked him.

Like journalist Laura Martin

and my teammate, Lieutenant Benard.

Dr Terzieff, who had followed Kévin and was to testify,

succumbed yesterday to an overdose

of LSD and Viagra. The warden of Morvick Prison

suffered a broken neck in a pony accident.

Commissioner Keller is not the hero he claims to be.

He's a perverse manipulator

with a pineapple fetish.

Lieutenant.

If I understand your your version of the truth,

your superior, Superintendent Keller,

who has more likes than the criminal lawyer

Maître Gims and Justin Bieber combined,

would have set up this scenario with the aim of

to be appointed head of the PJ?

Which would make him

a monstrous psychopath.

And us, dark morons.

That's exactly what I mean.

[laughs]

Sterling,

you've got a lot of nerve.

Sir, with all due respect I owe you...

Okay, we get it.

I'll give you that,

since Le Vers solitaire and its promotion,

the commissioner has been and a number of

models and singers.

But you're going a bit far.

If you're not going to do anything, I'll be next.

[laughs]

But come on!

It's just too much!

Meeting adjourned.

We'll resume after lunch.

In the hope that Keller deign to answer his summons.

[dark music]

[phone vibrates]

[dark voice] Hello, Clarisse.

Professor Morvick?

You're in serious trouble.

I wanted to show you my support

before leaving on vacation.

Why do you have Keller's phone?

I came by to say hello our friend Keller.

The unfortunate man had a cat in his throat.

Kitty.

[meow]

I beg your pardon. The hearing will resume in a moment.

Lieutenant, is there a problem?

Quite the contrary.

No, everything's fine.

[upbeat music]

[bones crunching]

[lively music]

The light!

This isn't Versailles!

[director] And... action!

I hate to go and announce the death of a loved one.

Then you have to go to the coroner!

You want me to take care of that?

I don't mind, I don't think you're comfortable.

It's hard to tell a woman she won't be seeing her husband or her son anymore,

her uncle, her cousin.

I was talking about parking the car.

Ah!

[No, it's okay.

[Cut.

[laughter]

[rhythmic music]

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