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I don't have his last one anymore, but I still have that one.

No, I've already read that one.

Look, the best thing is that I can order it for you.

Yes, why not?

How long does it take approximately?

It should take four, five days.

Anyway, I'll let you know when I receive it.

Will you think about it?

Yes, of course.

Accused,

please state your name, first name,

date and place of birth, profession and place of residence.

Sophie Parlier, born November 3, 1980 in Poitiers.

I am co-manager of a restaurant and I live at 7, place Belfond.

I will now proceed to the reading of the indictment order.

Tuesday, March 23, 2019 at 5:45 pm.

The police services of the police station were required

by Mrs. Malevitch Sandy following to a shot fired

by Mrs. Parlier Sophie, born Stirven

on Mr. Marsac Vincent

in the bookshop of this one.

It is also noted

that Mrs. Parlier Sophie displaying a state of daze, did not oppose

any resistance to the forces of authority who took her

for questioning.

Madam, you are appearing

for the attempted murder

of Mr. Vincent Marsac,

with a firearm,

a crime punishable by life imprisonment.

Do you have anything to add, madam?

I didn't want to kill him.

I just wanted him to stop.

Stop what?

Stop destroying my life,

my family.

We will start by examining the facts.

Ms. Parlier, you stated that you met

Mr. Vincent Marsac, two and a half years ago.

Under what circumstances?

He had just opened a bookshop opposite the restaurant

that I ran with my partner.

Very quickly, he became a regular.

We have a 100% natural wine with a hint of blackcurrant.

How's that?

Great, yes, thank you.

Did everything go well?

Yes, very well.

Coffee on the house.

Thank you, the house.

You're glowing today.

See you Monday.

See you Monday.

The bookseller.

" A Botticelli smile!

I still prefer yours."

I think it's clear.

You forgot that last time.

It wasn't an oversight.

It's true that it confused me.

I remind the court

that the defendant was married at the time.

We had been separated for six months.

It was a difficult, painful time.

I wasn't looking for an affair.

We were doing everything we could to preserve the children.

Was it to preserve your son

that you used him to seduce my client?

I don't think I did that.

Frankly, I'm too lazy to go there.

Come on, we'll be two minutes, sweetie.

Stop saying: "my darling", you're embarrassing me.

Oh dear, sorry Mr. Benjamin Parlier,

no more I'll call you my darling.

Have a nice reading!

Thank you, have a nice day!

Have a nice day!

- Pardon. - Excuse me.

- Hello. - Hello.

Hello.

Benji, my son.

Hi.

I'm here to pick up the...

Babette's order.

Babette's order.

And you, what kind of book are you interested in?

I don't like reading, except for mangas.

There are masterpieces in manga.

Thank you.

Do you know Pingeot?

Yes, a little.

It's the bloodiest in detective fiction.

Do you have two minutes?

Yes.

Come and see.

I got the last one.

Here it is.

I preferred his series before.

Yeah ?

Yeah.

I prefer this one, Did you read the end ?

Yeah, it's not bad

but wait, I'll suggest another thing too.

It's not a comic book, it's an English author called Carpeaux.

Force yourself a bit at the beginning.

You'll see in the end, it's really a killer.

They all took inspiration from that to write mangas.

OK, too good, I love detective stories moreover.

Is that all?

Too good.

What's that?

The stolen letter.

Edgar Poe.

It looks cool.

It seems that it is the ancestor of the detective novel.

No, but leave it, it's a gift!

No, surely not.

At 19 €.

You'll tell me what you think.

It works.

You come whenever you want if you want to read the mangas.

It's cool, thanks.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

See you soon.

Good evening!

Good evening!

Would it be abusive to ask you for a glass of wine?

Okay, but not for long because I was about to close.

Thank you.

White or red?

White, please.

Thanks.

Are you going to let me drink alone?

It's strange.

Sometimes you spend your day having of the world

and at night you feel alone like a dog.

Does that happen to you too?

Not really.

I have my kids, my family, my friends.

Friends, yes.

You'll make friends.

Come on.

I'll let you close up.

As soon as I actually saw her, I knew that she was going to be my wife

and we'll still have had seven years of happiness.

What happened? Was she in an accident?

No, she caught some nasty disease.

Guillain-Barré syndrome attacks your nerves and it paralyses you.

I hired a nurse, stopped my job and never left her side.

The black hole, it happened after she died.

Going back to work, getting up every morning...

I'm telling you my life here.

You must be dying of sleep, right?

What was your job before?

I was in high finance.

I put a lot of money into it, I became very stupid.

I became a real shark.

And you, have you always been a waitress?

No.

I used to be an administrative manager.

I never imagined you as an administrative manager.

I worked with my father.

When Babette suggested that I become a partner, I went for it.

I needed some air, some life, especially a change.

I understand.

And you? Why a bookstore?

Because it's a financial heresy.

Then I like books, I like to share them.

Then when we find a kid like your son,, it's a gift.

There, I passed him Martin Eden, 544 pages, written small.

It went a little too far.

He's a nice kid, your son.

Maybe it's time to go to bed?

Do you like to dance?

What are you doing?

Stop

I look like shit, I'm not awake.

You're beautiful.

No, I don't like my breasts, stop.

I love your boobs.

- Hello! - Hello!

When will we see each other again?

I don't know.

I don't know, I need some time.

I'm in the middle of a divorce.

Isn't it going well?

Do you know of a divorce that is going well?

No, it's hard.

Especially for him because I'm the one who decided to break up.

Why?

Eighteen years of marriage.

I think we had become pretty good friends.

We've got two kids who are dying,

I don't want to bring the world into this.

Sure, I understand.

But should that stop us from living?

Look at the two of us, if nobody knows.

We're not hurting anyone.

And then clandestine nights of love,

it's romantic, isn't it?

It's exciting.

Ms. Parlier, you say you broke off your affair with Mr. Marsac

after four months.

For what reasons?

It was Benji's 17th birthday,

he wanted to force things.

I told him it wasn't possible.

That's when I discovered a completely different face.

I was going to make an orange duck, he loves it

and my father is bringing his lemon pie.

There will be his godfather too.

The candles, the gifts, the ritual.

I could bring the champagne.

But what?

It would be an opportunity to make it official.

Sophie, we've been together for four months.

It's still a little too early.

Then tonight is Benji's party.

It would be brutal for him.

He invited his father as well.

I don't understand.

You're separated.

Do you have the right to start a new life?

That's no reason to humiliate him,

in front of the whole family as well.

It's a matter of respect.

I wouldn't like someone to do something like that to me.

Sophie, you have to tell me the truth.

It suits you to play both sides, doesn't it?

What do you mean?

Why is it taking you so long to get divorced?

Yes, this dress, is it for him that you're wearing it?

Maybe for Benji's godfather.

Saint-Ange?

He's my childhood friend.

You've seen her 10 times at the restaurant,

he's the only one I've talked to about the two of us by the way.

Don't tell me you're jealous.

I'm just saying that if your love for me is sincere,

if the two of us really matter, prove it to me tonight.

What are you doing to me?

Is this blackmail?

Take it as you like. From the beginning.

I told you I had this priority and you agreed.

Yes, but now it has to change.

OK.

It's better if we stop talking about this?

Where are you going?

Let me go.

Do you want to leave me?

Do you think that you decide?

Let me through.

Have you forgotten that?

I don't know what came over me.

Tell me you forgive me.

You scared me.

I'm sorry.

I can't imagine losing you.

Neither can I.

If I get there at 8:00, is that okay with you?

Are you kidding me?

Vincent, I told you: "No, not tonight."

But why?

Why?

I've already explained to you Vincent.

I'm not good enough for you?

I told you: "It's not the right time tonight."

Okay, can you understand that?

I should have kept my mouth shut.

I should have rang the doorbell.

There, the face your husband would have made,

your big fat physiotherapist in an ehpad

That's enough, go away.

It's over between us, it's over.

Think carefully.

Think carefully,

I'll give you 3 hours.

All day long, he's been harassing me with texts

with insults and threats.

It was delicious, my darling, I enjoyed it.

You're tired sweetie.

We have to go to sleep now.

No, I'm not sleepy.

You come to bed honey.

No, don't worry, I'll go.

I'll tell her a story.

Thanks Mom.

Give Daddy a kiss.

I love you.

Good night Daddy.

Good night love.

- Bye Puce! - Goodbye Puce!

Kisses.

Bye darling.

So you almost didn't come to my birthday?

Yes, and I told them it was out of the question to miss

my beloved little godson's birthday

let alone the Marseille-PSG on Saturday.

Happy birthday!

No!

Lucky!

Definitely.

Saint-Ange, you are the best, I adore you.

Yes, we've seen that.

On the other hand, I'm a bit nervous here because tomorrow morning,

I'm taking the plane to Dakar,

so maybe your father could devote himself to accompany you.

Mario?

Yeah.

But the grandfather is ready to make any sacrifice.

To devote himself, there's no problem.

Couldn't you cut your damn phone?

It's your son's birthday.

Thanks, I know.

I'm going, don't move.

Are you waiting for someone?

Look!

He dropped him off at the door.

This guy is too nice!

Can we know who is too nice?

Vincent, the bookseller.

How does he know that it's your birthday?

Shit!

Do you want me to help you?

No.

What did he offer you there?

History of manga.

About manga, are you going to learn Japanese?

A little bit yeah.

I'm jealous now.

Let's get down to business.

You see the cake.

Three, two, one.

Yeah.

Yes.

Who's that?

Saint-Ange.

It's great that you came!

Come on in.

No, I've got my cab waiting.

I just made a little detour

because I had to talk to you.

OK.

I don't know what's going on with you,

but frankly the thing I got is...

I'll be honest, it's shocking.

What are you talking about?

The thing on your page, the video!

But what video?

But you know that!

Oh!

Wait, what's that?

That's you!

Yes!

Don't you have anything to say to me?

Well, I'm off, I'll call you.

I'll be late.

Yes, it's ok.

Yes !

Hello, you've reached on Mario's mailbox.

Please leave a message, I'll call you back as soon as possible.

Mario, it's me.

If you get a video

that looks like it's from my account or my page,

it's a piece of shit okay, I've been hacked,

so don't watch it.

Will you promise me?

Fuck!

Tell me my darling,

I don't know what you've sent us on the internet

but for a bit your father was passing the computer through the window.

Would you be so kind as to remind me please.

What did you do? What's that?

Good morning, Sophie.

Who else did you send those videos to?

Did you sleep well?

Who else, damn it!

Can you explain?

You did what I asked you to do, Mom.

Yes, I didn't look.

However, you tell me to block but I couldn't find the trash can.

Well, where is he?

Doesn't he want to see you?

Dad.

Dad, I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry that you saw that.

I didn't send that video, Dad.

I've been had.

Please look at me.

No, Dad, answer me.

Dad, say something.

Dad, please.

What the hell is going on?

Okay, I'm going to show you how to block.

Where's your computer?

What's this about because your dad won't tell me anything?

How do you want me to help you?

It's a video of me getting laid, is that okay?

Mom!

Hi, honey!

Mom!

Hi, Prisca.

Can we make coquillettes ham and cheese tonight?

Prisca, it's her favorite.

Give me your schoolbag.

How was your day?

Prisca?

Sorry girls, the sleepover is cancelled, okay?

But why?

But Mom, you promised.

Yes, well now it's no.

There are feats that Julien and I could have done without seeing.

I'll let you explain that to your kid.

But what did I do, Mom?

What did I do?

Nothing, darling, nothing, it's not you.

Mario, what are you doing here ?

I'm here to get the kids.

No way they're staying here.

What, did you watch that video ?

Yes, great !

No, I told you, I was set up, ok ? I had nothing to do with it.

Me, I forwarded to my lawyer the exploits of the mother of the family.

The judge will appreciate it.

In the meantime, I'm taking the kids away.

Manon, Benji, are you getting your stuff ready?

No, you can't do that, it's my week, okay?

I'm going to get in the way, yes. Manon.

What's going on?

Let's go?

Don't you dare do that, okay?

Stop it!

You get out of here, you get out of here.

Okay, I'm calling the judge.

Mom.

What's going on?

It's late, where were you?

I was with some buddies.

Look, it's...

If you've been on the networks, I...

Why? Are you messing with me now?

No, but what if...

Stop, you're getting me drunk!

If you want to tell me something-

Nothing.

I got into a fight with Damien, that's all.

That's it.

I told myself that he spared Benji because he had affection for him

Well,

we were to hear the medical expert at the end of the day,

I learn that he is required for an emergency

and since he is currently in our walls,

I call to testify professor Dubos.

I protest, Madam President.

I have no choice, Counselor.

We are listening to you, Professor.

Mr. Marsac was hit by a bullet

which severed the spinal cord in the upper lumbar region.

The paralysis of the lower limbs leads to various disorders,

especially in the sphincter region and urinary, with a consequent impact

on the genital-sexual function, absence of reflex erections,

loss of sensitivity and of course chronic pain.

Any questions?

Everything has been said, Madam President.

The Court thanks you, Professor.

Good. Let's go back to the facts.

Ms. Parlier,

following the sending of this video,

you filed a complaint against Mr. Marsac.

Why did you wait three days?

Because I was ashamed.

I felt dirty, guilty.

I couldn't leave my house anymore.

Go ahead! Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

I love it! Go!

Good.

And this is the video that your lover sent to your friends, under your name.

I don't know how he got it

and I don't know how he got the contact information of my relatives either.

Okay.

Well, listen to me, Madam,

Ms. Parlier, I'm going to be frank,

the first reaction is to say to yourself

that it was you who posted this video

and that now you regret it.

But I told you that I didn't know that he filmed me.

The problem is that you are accusing a man who doesn't even appear

on the images.

I know who I slept with.

Of course, that's your word.

All I can say to you, is that you should take responsibility for it.

Get over it.

No.

No, I want to file a complaint.

Well, as you wish, that's your right.

But it will be buried quickly.

What do you mean buried?

Yes, if we had to arrest everyone who dumped their libido on the net,

half of the population would be in jail.

You're not listening to what I'm telling you, in fact.

I was tricked, I didn't know that I was being filmed.

How can I tell you that?

I didn't choose this situation, me, Sir.

I didn't agree to be thrown into this mess.

I'm not leaving until I file a complaint.

OK.

Today, almost everyone has heard of Revenge Porn.

But two years ago,

I didn't even know it existed.

In the case of Ms. Parlier,

this cybercrime is aggravated by identity theft

since the individual impersonated her during these mailings.

You still went to question Mr. Marsac?

Yes, to no avail.

I had asked for a rogatory commission to seize his computer.

I did not get it.

On what grounds?

We were not in a position to prove his identity

given that the individual was operating via IP addresses

which transit through foreign countries.

Identifying him would have required

human and technical means which the police do not have.

Any questions, Mr. Boulati?

Tell me,

you asked to visit my client's room, did you not?

Yes.

Can we know what was upsetting you?

The decoration of the room did not correspond

to the little we saw in the video.

Thank you Lieutenant.

Mr. Marsac,

I will ask you again

Did you modify the layout of your room

at the time of the facts?

No, Madam President,

I had no reason to do so.

This woman is lying.

I would be incapable of committing the acts of which she accuses me.

She suffers from mythomania.

Her suffering is real, since she believes everything she invents.

So, if I understand correctly,

you imply that my client would have filmed herself these videos

and would have sent them to her relatives with the only aim of harming you?

A little decency, Mr. Marsac.

The hearing is suspended, resumed at 2:00 p.m.

Come on, hurry up, you're going to be late,

I don't care, I want to see to see mom at the trial.

It's not fair that you, have the right and I don't.

You know, it's not fun to see him there.

Besides, if you came, you couldn't even give him a kiss.

It's forbidden.

Say Benji,

what exactly is rape?

It's because at school they said that mom's image was violated.

What does that mean exactly?

Imagine that without asking you permission,

I take a naked picture of you and send it to all your friends.

I'm stealing your image.

But you're disgusting.

I didn't do it, Manon.

It's to explain to you

what the bookstore did to mom worse.

I'd like to come back, if I may,

to the inconsistencies in the defendant's account.

First,

those threatening or insulting text messages that you supposedly received.

How come we never found any trace of them

in your phone?

I deleted everything.

It's true that I should have taken screenshots

but I didn't think of it.

I was in a panic.

I had to change my number

and above all I had to reset my phone.

It was the only way to delete the bug he had put in it.

Excuse me, I didn't hear, delete the what?

The bug.

Obviously, Madam,

you've been watching too much CSI Miami,

But on the contrary, it's perfectly consistent.

The spy software used by Mr. Marsac

gave him access to all the contents of Sophie Parlier's phone.

Her emails, her text messages, her passwords and of course her contacts.

He had plenty of time to record them.

Ms. Parlier, please,

let's dig into this fundamental point.

How do you explain the fact that the police said they did not find

any spyware in your phone?

Because they are undetectable when you are not a specialist.

However, you, you discovered it?

No, it is he who told me.

No, tonight, it does not suit me Babette.

I'll bring it to you tomorrow, all right.

I'm closing up and I'm going over to Mario's.

OK, kiss.

Why are you going over to Mario's ?

To get laid, isn't that it ?

I don't understand.

I know everything.

I listened to you.

You're spying on me, aren't you?

Why?

Why are you doing this to me?

Why are you doing this to me?

Huh?

I want to kiss you.

Get off me.

I want to kiss you.

Kiss me.

Stop.

Kiss me.

Get off.

Stop.

Can you prove your allegations, Ma'am?

Are there any witnesses to the scene?

No, because the defendant made it all up.

So-called threatening text messages, the color of the bedroom walls.

Besides, it's very convenient, isn't it?

Spyware to make us swallow anything.

Counselor.

Can I borrow your cell phone?

Madam President.

I'll just be a minute.

Please do.

Here you go.

Madam Registrar,

Would you be so kind as to call Mr. Boulati?

Go ahead, Counselor, pick up!

Say hello.

Madam President,

it's all nonsense.

What's your point?

Nowhere, Counselor Nowhere.

Madam President,

it's all nonsense.

What's your point?

I'm spying on you Counselor,

with your consent.

I'm listening to you live and I have access to all your data.

Go and find the software.

You won't find it,

the police won't find it either, I guarantee it.

Very nice shot Counselor,

but your demonstration doesn't prove in any way

that my client is the one who spied on the accused.

Besides, since the beginning,

the accused incriminates my client without the slightest proof.

And if the accused had multiplied the lovers.

In view of the images, she has a definite appetite for it.

At this point, I would like the jurors to be able to view

exhibit number 14-23 of the file, please.

I protest, Madam President.

I really don't see what this would add to the case,

other than inflicting my client with an additional ordeal.

I will allow the viewing.

Bailiff, please proceed.

I'm going to cum.

Oh yes, you're making me cum!

Oh yes, I like it!

Go ahead.

Ms. Parlier.

I don't know how many people have seen this on the internet.

We pray it will stop,

but it keeps circulating over and over again.

I just ask you to imagine what I must have felt.

So did my loved ones.

My children.

My parents.

My father never got over it.

I was his only daughter.

He couldn't take it.

He couldn't even pronounce my name,

or even look at me.

He died while I was in prison.

We never managed to speak again.

So when the lawyer says that

the person who did this could have been anyone...

I tell you that it wasn't.

You don't draw anymore.

I don't want to go to school anymore.

Since the trial,

everyone says that mom,

is a murderer and a whore.

You know what?

I'm going to go introduce myself to your friends and I'm going to explain life to them.

I'm ashamed.

It's going to be all right.

Madam,

you stated that you were filmed without your knowledge during your lovemaking.

Do you confirm this?

Yes.

Madam President,

may we show the defendant and the jury

seal number 13-87, please.

Thank you.

Do you confirm that this is you?

Yes, but...

Thank you.

The jury will appreciate it.

Thank you.

These images were found

in my client's cell phone.

This has nothing to do with the porn videos.

It was a game between us.

How does she look? Satin? Lace?

You're completely crazy.

I'm working, sir.

You're the one driving me crazy, lady.

Come on, please.

I want to see her.

I beg you.

What did my client tell you?

It was an erotic game. So what?

We are not allowed to do

what we want in the privacy of our home now?

Ladies and gentlemen, we are touching on the heart of the matter here

What is the matter?

Consent.

Even if Ms. Parlier had agreed

that her partner would film their lovemaking, which is absolutely not the case,

does that authorize her

to broadcast it without her consent?

Absolutely not.

Agreement or not, Counsellor, can you explain to us

how the accused could not

realize that she was being filmed?

From several angles, moreover.

Excellent remark, Counsellor.

You see, I asked myself the same question.

So I went

to a large household appliance store

and did my shopping.

Spy camera 24 € with micro integrated.

It's a radio alarm clock.

As I like to vary the angles,

I also acquired this pen at 29 €.

The camera is right here.

You see?

There is something for everyone.

Guaranteed discretion.

All this to say, Ladies and Gentlemen of the jury,

that anyone today, can be filmed without their knowledge.

You, me, everyone.

Thank you Counselor for this very enlightening debate.

I would now like to return to the course of events.

Ms. Parlier, please.

During the investigation, you stated that Mr. Marsac took,

and I quote, a step forward in ignominy.

At what point?

It was after I filed a complaint against him.

That's awful!

Yes!

What's that?

Excuse me.

Is that her?

Yes?

Yes, look.

Let me see her face again.

The bookseller?

You didn't tell me.

Is this what friendship means to you?

Damn it!

I can see why he doesn't come here anymore.

Because that's your problem?

That's what's holding him back.

Do you want me to leave

so he can come back?

Sophie's coming down a bit.

It's just a sex video. Everyone does it.

No.

You, maybe, but not me.

Not me, damn it!

When I think

that this damn video is

going around the neighborhood.

How do I get out?

Everyone knows me here.

Don't let it get to you, attack, head up.

Go file a complaint.

Thanks.

That's what I did.

Look what it got me.

Neighborhood whore.

Hello.

See you tomorrow, kids.

See you tomorrow.

Are you okay?

Did everything go well?

Yes, I'm fine.

Mom, I'm hungry.

Okay.

We're going to the bakery, okay?

There's Benji.

Ciao.

So cool.

Benji.

What are you doing here?

Aren't you supposed to be in class?

Why are you talking to him?

What do you care?

Don't you dare set foot in this bookstore again, okay?

Vincent, he's my buddy.

Your prohibitions, you know?

Come on, honey, let's go home.

Why is he mean to you, Benji?

I don't know.

It's probably just a teenage crisis.

I promise you I won't do it, the crisis.

Hi!

Is Manon ready?

Listen Mario, I...

I know you're shocked, I am too,

but it would be nice if we could talk together, wouldn't it?

Manon, I'm waiting for you.

I'm on my way.

Are you going to be summoned to the judge?

I've asked for sole custody.

My darling.

Dad.

Mom.

See you next week.

So this is a new

video that was sent to my workplace,

without my consent, via a new profile.

Wait.

Your profile, you had deleted it, right?

Yes, but it's no use.

Anyone can create a account in my name.

It takes 30 days to delete.

OK.

I think we have everything.

I'm printing.

Here.

If I show the judge that I filed a complaint,

he'll see that it's not my fault, but will he take that into account?

If my children are taken away from me, I want to go crazy.

Calm down!

We're not there yet. Okay?

We'll find a way to get him.

Ideally, if I may say so,

would be to cross-reference your testimony with that of another victim.

He must have had other relationships since his wife died.

Wouldn't he have told you?

No, I don't know.

I've started to dig into his life.

There's got to be a loophole and I'm going to find it.

Okay.

I promise you, I'm not going to let him go.

Ms. Parlier, wait.

Do you know this association?

Cybhar'So, people who fight against cyber harassment.

Go see them, they will be able to help you.

Hang in there.

Enjoy your meal.

Thank you.

Have you chosen?

Yes.

Four courses of the day

with a pitcher of red.

Very good.

Thank you, little Sophie.

Did you see the look on your face?

Why did you put your hand on my ass, asshole?

Because I'm a whore, right?

You saw me in a video

and you think you can fuck me?

Go ahead, help yourself.

You want me to get naked?

Is that what you want?

Come on, show me your balls. Come on!

Are you scared now?

Why don't you do anything anymore, now?

You don't say anything anymore.

And you?

Why are you looking at me like that?

All of you, why are you looking at me like that?

Drop your pants.

It's my round of drinks.

I'm the neighborhood whore.

Go ahead, I'm ready.

Where do you think you get off putting your hand up my ass?

Where do you think you can humiliate a woman like that?

Sophie!

You get out!

You all get out!

Come on, let's get out of here.

We're going to have a little drink, it's going to make us feel better.

You know, maybe you should take a sick day.

It's not my place to get treatment.

Yes, but I don't want to find you in a psychiatric hospital.

We've got to save your ass.

Come on!

To all the clients we've lost.

Don't worry about that,

we're not going to give him the gift of going under on top of everything else.

That freak-out.

How you blew them up.

It feels good, doesn't it?

You know what would feel good?

Is if we put that bastard in jail.

I should have made him eat his balls,

they'd choke on them.

You know the bamboo torture?

You wrap it to a little shoot

and the shoot grows slowly, like 30 or 40 centimeters per day.

There, you'll see, he'll enjoy his race.

Well, speak of the wolf.

He's been working hard to replace you.

Poor thing, she doesn't know what's in store for her.

We're going to give this scumbag his coming-out party.

Come on!

This way.

Ass Comb.

Bidet Scraper.

Sophie, come on!

How do you like it?

Do you like it?

It's good.

This one's disgusting.

Come on, honey, hurry up.

I'm not calming down.

Look how it's going. OK?

I arrived this morning, it was like that.

What do we do?

I understand you, but without proof, I can't do anything.

You know very well where they are, the proof.

That's where it's at.

Sandy Malevitch, 30,

classics teacher of seven Canal Street.

We're listening, ma'am.

This woman had one goal: to break up our marriage.

It's not enough to have made him a cripple for life,

she must continue to sully him.

It's unbearable.

When I think that he went

to the point of writing to her in prison, who forgave her.

She broke up his life for nothing.

I'm not talking about the plans we had.

He had the misfortune of running into

a pathological jealous woman.

Excuse me, can I talk to you?

I don't have time.

Wait!

Are you the bookseller's new companion?

Yes, so what?

My name is Sophie and we had a brief affair.

Yes, I know about that. What business is it of mine?

I don't know how to tell you this.

This is going to sound very brutal, but beware of him.

Thank you.

Listen to me.

He is a dangerous person.

He can be violent, even toxic.

What I see is that he dumped you

and you're not digesting it.

He warned me about that.

Did he tell you that?

He's lying to you, he's manipulating you.

Have a good night.

She simply wanted to kill him

when he left for a woman, let's say younger.

If he could forgive, me, never.

Mrs. Malevich,

you can recall to the Court the date of your meeting

with Mr. Marsac, please.

On 1ᵉʳ February, two and a half years ago.

On 1ᵉʳ February.

The breakup with Sophie Parlier took place on January 7,

that is, three weeks before.

So my client was not left for someone younger than her.

It would be petty to stop on the tiny little lie

of the one who calls my client a mythomaniac.

What is infinitely more serious, is what he did afterwards.

When he saw my client warn Mrs. Malevitch.

I think we can talk about retaliation,

can we?

Are you sure she received my letter, Mom?

It's been ten days since I sent her Mom.

He's blocked, poor dear.

Yet God knows I'm killing myself telling him

that it's not your fault. You know your father.

When he withdraws into himself,

imagine, he doesn't even dare to go to the city council.

Excuse me.

Yes, Hello?

It's Eric.

Is this Sophie?

Yes, it's me.

Yes, I've seen you on a website.

You're a hottie.

You're too good!

Excuse me?

You're too good!

Wait, but who are you?

I told you, it's Eric.

I saw you on milfchaudes.com.

Where?

How do you know me?

On milfchaudes.com, I told you.

Are you hot?

What's up?

You better get out of here, Mom.

Certainly not until I know what's going on.

Is that you?

He put me on a porn site.

My God, what for?

How did he get my new number?

Hi Sophie, it's Christian.

You got me all hot and bothered there

to sodomize your fine old ass.

When can I see you?

Come on, pick up!

Sophie, I'm looking at you right now, Fuck!

You're turning me on.

I hope you don't mind I'm 13

because I have a big one.

Is this terrible, honey?

We have to tell the police.

I'm going to kill him.

I'm going to kill him.

It's written in black and white.

Room number 72,494.

Interrogation of the defendant's mother, witness to the scene.

I'm going to kill him.

And what does the defendant do?

She gets a gun.

Where did this gun come from, ma'am?

From my father's house.

Madam President, may I exhibit number 38,212.

Bailiff, please.

Thank you.

You obtain this gun to kill my client?

No.

It was long before that.

It was to defend myself

after I was assaulted.

To defend yourself?

Yes.

If I have to defend myself, ma'am, I take a defensive weapon.

There are dozens of them on the market over the counter

that have the advantage of not being lethal.

You chose a weapon that kills Madam.

You destroyed the life of an innocent man.

I conclude, Madam President,

that the crime of attempted murder with premeditation is proven.

Thank you.

Why didn't you say anything?

She torpedoed me.

Did you see the faces of the jurors? I'm screwed.

The trial is far from over, Sophie.

Trust me.

I warned you

that she would exploit this gun story.

If I had said anything, I would have shoved you in.

Now, for her, it was the highway.

We'd spend an hour on it.

Why the fuck didn't anyone listen to me before?

It's all against me,

I'm the one who looks like a crazy person now.

When you found out that you were appearing

on a porn site, how did it feel?

A descent into hell.

You type on the internet and you get a bomb in the head.

Hello, you've reached on

Lieutenant Bermane's message board,

please leave a message.

Hi Lieutenant.

I know I'm not a priority, but

type my name on the internet let's have some fun.

Manon forgot her math notebook.

Go on, get out now.

Wait, I can't leave you like this.

Yes?

Yes, excuse me,

yesterday I was out of town,

but I'm at my computer.

Indeed

your name, address,

phone number.

So what's your solution?

I told you about a lead, which I was on.

I moved on.

There is indeed another victim.

Yes?

Yes, for the moment, the person refuses to press charges.

So, you'll have to give me a little time.

I don't have any time.

Give me his number.

I'll call her, I'll convince her.

No, I can't do that, I don't have the right.

But believe me, I'll take care of it.

Trust me.

Have you contacted the association?

I don't care about Good Samaritan.

Okay, Sophie, go ahead.

You have two children who are counting on you.

Go ahead, that's an order.

I'm comparing and contrasting.

Sophie?

Yes.

Hello, I'm Magali.

The lieutenant told me about you.

Is it okay if we are on first-name terms?

What can you do for me?

The other girl refused to file a complaint.

Maybe she will think about it.

But you have to find the courage.

You are in a good position to know that, You got it.

I say bravo and thank you.

Alone, it's useless, the proof.

No, it is.

It's useful to denounce.

Look, the Me Too vage,

it started with a woman which led to others.

And at the end, you have all these chicks who move mountains.

We too, we'll scream.

Until the shame changes sides.

Believe me, we've got the goods.

And the rage.

First thing, do you have a lawyer?

I don't know any.

The association can help you with that.

We're working with Maître Chelko.

He's great.

He knows the drill.

If you want, we can call him right now.

Yes.

Are you ready?

Shall we bring out the war machine?

It was after my brother's suicide that I created the association.

His cyber-stalkers are still at large.

Like Sophie's.

But they are murderers.

I'm telling you, the lawmen,.

Revenge porn is a sex crime for life.

If the justice system doesn't move.

When Sophie is a grandmother,

her grandchildren will be able to stumble on the images you have seen.

The court hears your struggle, ma'am.

But to get back to Sophie Parlier,

what do you call taking out the war machine?

It's a lot of work.

Nice to meet you, Suzanne.

You've been warned that you're going to see your daughter

on some not-so-good sites.

You know, my daughter is my daughter.

My daughter is sacred.

Then I know it's not her fault.

On the other hand, me and computers...

You'll see, it's easy, I'll show you.

Did you bring your identity card in PDF?

Yes.

Thank you.

Our job is garbage collector.

I'll show you.

I'm going to a site.

First operation, the screen capture. It's essential.

It allows to keep a trace.

TOC on the " screen " key,

crtl+n, I open a document,

crtl+v, I paste my capture.

Then, I look for the contact of the host.

Here, in the corner.

Sometimes, he hides,

often, it's in English.

You write to ask for the removal of the post.

You join the identity card,

it proves that it's not you who put the images online.

Here it is. And you send.

Then, of course, systematically,

police station, complaint.

Do you want to try?

Yes.

Go ahead, darling!

No, go ahead, mom.

Go ahead! Show me if you've got it.

How's that?

Is that okay?

No.

Maybe we'll just stick with the screenshot.

Okay.

What's this?

What did I do?

We had 48 pages of sites to delete.

I became obsessive.

Night, day.

All I could think about was deleting, deleting, deleting.

It's like a spider's web.

It drives you crazy

because porn sites download other people's videos.

We manage to delete one.

There are 10 more that pop up.

Damn, there's nothing left to eat in this place!

Make yourself some pasta.

We're out of pasta.

Go buy some.

Honestly, you're a pain in the ass!

Benji, are you okay?

Mom?

I had a nightmare.

Come on, honey.

I want to go live with Dad.

I'm sick of you,

I'm sick of Benji.

He's being a creep and you're always on the computer.

You're right, honey.

It's not going well at all.

Sorry.

Do you want to take a day trip tomorrow

both of us?

Yes?

We've been walking around all day,

It's been a long time since we had talked.

I had forgotten about her.

I had forgotten about all of them.

Did you enjoy this shopping day?

Too much!

I love it when you smile.

You were right to talk to me, darling.

Wait, I'm looking for my keys.

Hi Sophie.

So, are we late?

Who are you?

What do you want?

What do you mean "who are we"?

We talked this morning on Freeporn.

You gave us a date.

Get out of here or I'll call the police!

You were a lot less shy this morning.

What's going on with you?

That's right.

Run! Run! Go to Babette's house.

Let go of me!

Don't touch me!

Yeah...

We're going to make you love us, we love the little brunettes.

Don't touch me!

Get lost!

Stop it!

Let go, guys.

Help!

Come on, let go, it's okay, she doesn't want to.

Leave her alone, you can see she doesn't want to.

Sophie!

Manon!

Why aren't you back?

Honey, why aren't you back?

Come on.

What's wrong?

Close the door!

What's wrong?

Call Mario!

Thank you doctor.

The doctor gave her a shot.

She will sleep until tomorrow.

I will take you three to my house.

You will be safe.

Take the children.

Don't touch me.

I beg your pardon Sophie.

I am here now.

I have always loved my wife.

We knew each other young.

She was 22, I was 24.

Then, as in many couples, there is wear and tear.

We decided to divorce.

Try to be a little more specific.

No one decides to break up a family without some serious reason.

Did you make the decision?

Her? Together?

She.

Let's just say it happened to me to cheat on her.

I regretted it but...

The truth is that my wife had no desire for me anymore.

No more.

Hence the cruelty of these images to you.

I was hurt.

I reacted like...

I mean, I was only thinking about myself.

I was very, very angry with her.

And then...

There was the assault.

At that point, you come down to earth.

My traumatized child.

My son who was going to pieces.

And Sophie.

She looked like she was dead inside.

And you?

I did what I could.

I took the children

and every day I went to see Sophie.

I was afraid she would screw herself up.

It's an obsession.

Who did this to her?

Who is this monster?

Why won't you tell me?

Please.

I have a lot to tell you.

You don't have to be afraid anymore.

Your aggressors will go to immediate appearance.

And the whole association is behind you.

I saw your little Manon yesterday.

She's better.

We talked, we cried, we laughed.

The shrink is doing a great job.

Mario is a great dad.

She's strong, your daughter.

She's going to be fine.

He's not going to get you.

It took 10 days for her to get out.

Hello.

Hello!

I got Benji's book.

You're coming for a coffee, aren't you?

Come on, let's go. It will do you good.

No, another time.

Thank you. Another time.

I suspected every man on earth, except one.

She didn't give up.

She was heroic.

Because if I had guessed,

I would be in the box in her place, for sure.

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury,

my client believed in justice.

I had forwarded to the prosecutor

the 58 complaints she had filed.

Yes, 58.

That's a lot.

She clung to the hope that they would succeed.

The nightmare should have ended.

By the book.

By the book, counselor?

You call this by the book?

Need I remind you that your client shot an innocent man?

Don't say innocent, ma'am.

He was also preying on our son.

Disciplinary Board, Benji.

Penalties incurred.

Permanent exclusion.

What the hell did you do?

Tell me what happened.

I'm the reason my mom is here.

No, Benji.

Let's start at the beginning, Benjamin.

When did you first become aware of these videos?

It was...

The same day as my father,

my grandfather,

Saintonge, my godfather.

The first batch, that is.

Ms. Parlier.

At no point did you have any doubt?

I was in denial.

The idea that Benji had seen these videos, it was unbearable for me.

Anyway,

I wasn't the one who received the video,

it was my best friend Damien.

How she shows her teuch!

She's actually ken!

She's a hottie!

Call him!

Let me see.

Benji... Come on, come on !

What's the matter ?

Wait, I'm coming back.

What's the matter ?

Tell me, I like your darling,

but now, you'll have to calm her down, because she's a fucking...

She's a big slut.

Fuck ! You bastard!

Asshole!

Your mom, she's a hottie!

She's a tease.

Will you introduce me to her?

When I got home, I couldn't even look at her.

What's up?

If you've been on the networks, I-

Why? Are you copying me now?

No, but if you have been-

Stop it! You're pissing me off.

I got into a fight with Damien, that's all.

And why didn't you say anything?

Couldn't you tell your mother?

On the one hand, I hated her.

At the same time, I wanted to defend her, but...

In high school, they wouldn't let me go.

It was every day.

And after a while I couldn't take it anymore.

That's when I screwed up, I mean...

That I did something stupid.

What stupid thing?

To divert attention,

I took an image from the internet and I threw it on the networks.

Look.

Tell the truth.

Let go of me, I'm telling you it's not mine.

Look, that's not a dick you have, it's a maggot.

It's not a maggot, it's a flageolet.

When you pee, do you get your balls wet?

You have a small dick!

It's not mine!

I couldn't imagine that something so stupid

would grow to these proportions.

The guys didn't care if it was true or not

but the girls cut him even more.

His girlfriend dumped him

and one day he was no longer seen.

That's when we learned that he had tried to commit suicide.

After that, I went to the disciplinary board.

That's when I was fired.

I realize that

what I did to Damien,

is what was done to my mother.

Did you tell anyone?

Yes.

The only person I trusted.

Tell me.

I swear.

You'd see that, you'd want to puke.

The worst part is that she sent it to a buddy of mine, can you imagine?

He needs to be committed.

I understand.

What was on that video?

Go ahead, Benji, let it go.

It'll get out of your head.

I can't...

She's my mom.

I understand.

You know, sex is complicated.

Some women enjoy showing off.

You shouldn't judge fantasies.

Even if they are your mother's, you understand?

You say that Mr. Marsac was the only adult

you trusted.

What did this relationship mean to you?

I thought it was friendship.

He let me read manga.

We talked about a lot of things.

As if I was his equal.

And that made me proud because I admired him.

In short, you took him as a confidant.

I told him everything.

I could not suspect that he was manipulating me.

I was the one who passed him my mother's zero six when she had to change it.

That this young man was manipulated, there is no doubt.

And everyone here can understand his pain.

The question is: who manipulated him?

My client whom he took under his wing?

Who gave him time, attention or....

His mother, a mythomaniac.

Who is not short of imagination

when it comes to making himself the victim.

Maybe I would have thought that

if it hadn't happened this that happened.

Namely?

Already, I found the files where my mother was storing her plants.

That's when I realized that it wasn't her who was sending the videos.

In fact, I don't even know how I could have believed him.

I can still see his face when I told him that.

It's horrible.

Poor girl.

And do you know who did this to her?

No.

But I swear, if I knew, I'd blow the bastard away!

I know who I'm going to ask in Saintonge.

You know, my godfather.

He just got back from his job.

Why would he?

He's my mom's big buddy, she tells him everything.

What?

No nothing.

Yes, I can see that you're thinking about something.

Look, he's your godfather, Benji, it's tricky,

but I'd be surprised if he told you anything.

I don't see why he would do anything for my mother.

All I know,

is that there is no such thing as a friendship between a man and a woman.

You think so?

However, I am sure that...

You know the few times I've seen them together.

And it's obvious.

This guy is in love with your mom,

but in a slightly unhealthy way, you know,

frustrated.

And who knows,

maybe after the divorce,

he thought it would be his turn.

One night, he made her drink a little too much and she, weakened, gave in.

No, but wait, that's not possible, it's not his style.

If you only knew,

how people can surprise us sometimes.

When did he leave, on his construction site?

It was the day after my birthday.

Damn it.

You're right, that's where the video came from.

I can tell you now, but on your birthday

at the brewery, I caught him

making inappropriate gestures on your mom.

Damn, what a bastard!

Hi Benji! How are you doing?

I missed him.

We got into a fight and he beat the crap out of me.

And that's when he told me who the real culprit was.

Thank you Benjamin.

This episode, let's call it that,

took place the day your mother shot the prosecution.

Is that right?

Yes.

Ms. Parlier,

please tell the Court what happened on that crucial day.

In the morning, the lieutenant told me that his hierarchy

ordered him to stop the investigation.

No video was found in the computer of...

Of Vincent Marsac.

That gave me quite a blow.

The second blow, I took it on my way to Maître Chelko's.

I absolutely had to see you, today.

I received this, this morning, from the public prosecutor.

He filed all your complaints, without any follow-up.

Insufficiently characterized offence.

Yes.

He didn't take the file seriously, he must have walked between two doors,

I don't know.

Sorry, I'm due in court.

Sophie.

The bookseller made him think it was me.

Tell him what you wanted to do to me there.

Go ahead.

If I hadn't had my ass handed to me, he'd be a murderer.

Look, you've got to tell me Sophie,

what's going on?

Call Mario.

Now you understand why I say

that it's because of me that my mother is here

and that I'm dying to see her in prison.

Thank you Benjamin.

I can say something.

Yes.

I don't really know how to say it.

In the two years since it happened, I've had time to think.

And now I tell myself that a woman has the right to make love and enjoy it

and show it to everyone if she likes it.

The crime is not there.

It is there.

So, how does justice

judge an accused when he is the victim first?

If we don't manage to catch Marsac, it will kill Sophie.

You know it as well as I do.

That's what's going to happen without the testimony

of this second victim.

Don't insist,

I can't give you his name, I don't have the right.

Sometimes I wonder which side you're on.

Do you mind, I'm going to make a phone call.

Hello?

Hello Caroline?

Hello, I'm Magali from the association Cyb Harcèle

No, I don't want to talk about it.

Wait, let me explain the reason for my call.

It's about Vincent Marsac.

That's right, if you follow the media,

you know that you and Sophie are victims of the same predator.

I don't want to hear about this story anymore.

Caroline, without your testimony...

No, listen Madam,

I have lived in fear for years until now.

Yes, I hear you are afraid.

I don't want to hear about him ever again.

If you speak up, you will have no reason to be afraid.

It will be over.

The court is listening.

I plead guilty.

I ask Sophie Parlier's forgiveness.

Forgiveness for having been able to involuntarily let her believe in true love.

Forgiveness for not having known nip in the bud

these hopes of marriage from that her divorce would be pronounced.

This frustration and perhaps even this feeling of betrayal,

certainly explain his lies and his madness.

Of course, today,

I am physically diminished,

but what I have gained is priceless.

I have learned what true love is.

Pure.

Sandy,

without you, I would never have found the strength to rebuild myself.

With all my heart,

I express my compassion to Sophie Parlier for the martyrdom she has suffered,

I beg her to find the real author of this infamy.

I want to leave this room as a man of honor.

Not so much for myself as for the woman whom I love and who has helped me so much.

The hearing is suspended, resumed at 14:00.

Don't hang up.

Wait.

Don't hang up.

What are you doing here? I'm here to deliver you.

I'm here to see Master Chelko.

Wait, I'll put him on.

Yes, hello.

Madam President, my client is in no condition to return.

Sorry to disturb, Madam President.

I absolutely must speak to you.

A last minute witness has come forward.

As is customary,

I have consulted with the parties

and I have decided that we will hear this witness now.

Due to the distance, this person will speak via video conference.

Thank you.

Madam, please state your name first name, age, occupation and place of residence.

My name is Caroline Brun,

I am 28 years old, I am a nurse

and I live in San Jose, Costa Rica.

What do you have to say, ma'am?

I met Vincent Marsac

when he hired me to be home care nurse.

Caring for his wife.

I have been living the same thing as Sophie for four years.

To this day, he is making videos of me.

It's a kind of endless gang rape.

I thought I was going to save my skin

by going thousands of miles away,

but that doesn't take away the nightmares,

the shame.

For me, this man, is absolute evil.

It was Magali who convinced me to speak out.

I'm also doing this so that we'll be taken seriously at last,

that the police will help us

that justice will hear us.

So here we are, now.

There are two of us.

Sophie, I can't see your face,

but I would like to thank you for having spoken.

It seems that we have a small technical problem.

Madam President,

this last minute testimony does not bring any proof

to the case that concerns us.

I remind you that a court of assizes judges facts.

The facts speak for themselves.

This woman tried to murder an innocent man.

Madam President, the evidence, I have it.

Come forward, Madam, please.

The Court hears you.

There is a locked drawer in his office.

This lunchtime, I broke it open.

Inside, there is a computer that contains all the videos.

Shut up!

Caroline's,

Sophie's and mine.

He filmed me too.

There is all the evidence on this key.

Consequently,

the Court and the jury, after having deliberated,

condemn Sophie Parlier by an absolute majority,

to a sentence of five years of criminal imprisonment, three of which are suspended.

The sentence having been served in preventive detention,

Mrs. Parlier, you will be released as soon as the formalities

of the prison administration will allow it.

The hearing is closed.