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I'll give you, not much.

¿Bélinda?

- Are you? - Didn't you sleep?

No. I wanted to talk to you. She was waiting for you.

Nerd. I know that tone. I'm not in the mood.

Come with me. What I have to tell you...

...it's not easy for me. I want you to listen to me.

Max and I just got married.

And with the boys, work, all that.

We'd like the two of us to meet up for a bit.

I understand. Max wants me to go.

I have many job opportunities in the area.

I made many contacts. They love blondes.

By the way, tomorrow I work in a salon.

Yes! That's great!

If you want, I can help you find an apartment.

I'm going to help you.

I don't recognize you, Candy.

Stop calling me that.

Look to you! Really. You let your husband decide your life.

This is your house, damn it, it's you who decides!

Lets go beautiful. Oh by the way,...

...do you know Simon Ferrer?

Yes. I arrested him about 4 or 5 years ago. Why you ask?

Your daughter is meeting him tomorrow.

How do you know?

I was with her tonight. She received a message...

...and managed to read it.

Your little party is very nice.

His friends made out with me.

I don't look my age. What do you want?

Good night Candy.

IT ONLY LENDS TO THE RICH

Mom, since Bélinda went to work, there will be 7 of us.

I figured for the roast pork, ratatouille and dessert...

...I need €35.

Oh no! Can not be! Max!

Yes, whats up?

Last night I took out €60 and it's not in my wallet anymore.

Can you talk to your children, please?

My children? Why not your children?

Because with mine, it simply never happened.

And I remind you that Vincent, your son, has the annoying habit...

...to borrow what does not belong to you.

- We already talked about it. - Is there a problem?

- My brother didn't do anything. - We'll work it out between us.

Héloise has new sneakers.

- Do you want a kick in the neck? - I bought them for you, okay?

Let's not all talk at the same time.

- Enough already. - Hello everyone.

sorry to bother I think Vincent borrowed my helmet.

Didn't you see it?

Vincent, the helmet, where is it?

Is he in your room? What did you do?

Nothing happens. I already have it.

- Where are you going? - I'm going to study with a friend.

Happy Sunday.

I propose a family council to clarify all this.

And so we'll see that it's just a slight misunderstanding.

Do it without me. Since I don't have anything...

...of cash I'll have to go shopping personally.

- And if you think that amuses me... - Wait. I'm with you.

- No no no. Wait. Take. - Thank you.

Mom does the shopping. Let's order pizza.

Charge you.

Evidently.

I got it. In case you ask anything.

It's just... Well, I don't know, but...

Hi beautiful. You weren't with a friend?

What are you doing here?

Mr. Ferrer. They know each other?

Inspector Renoir. It wasn't very natural...

...his entrance on the scene. He needs to practice comedy.

Can we talk for a minute in private?

Breast.

Did this gentleman tell you he was suspected of murder?

Yes. Like Max, you mean?

Yes, I know.

- What are you doing together? - Mom, how heavy you are.

Let's go. The others await us.

What else?

- I think the two of you should talk. - Talk about what?

I don't know. There you.

Happens.

- Hello. - Hello.

This is my daughter, Suzanne. Aren't you going to say hello to Belinda?

- No. - Hi, Suzanne.

Her mom had an emergency, so I have to have her today.

No matter. The three of us are going to have brunch.

Aren't you going to say hello? Nope?

It is decided that it is not.

Do you want fish? Yes. Let's look.

Yes Jules. Small eggplants.

Why small eggplants?

I have to leave you.

Yes See you later. Kisses.

- Hello. - Hello, inspector.

Inspector.

- Is dead? - Yes. Cardio-respiratory arrest.

- We'll call the funeral home. - Wait. We're in no rush.

And neither does he.

Holy shit! A 2010 Pessac-Léognac.

- Grand Cru. -She must have stolen it from the supermarket.

It would surprise me. You won't find such a bottle in a supermarket.

I know because my husband is a great wine lover.

- Did they ID him? - No. Not yet.

- Take. - Thank you.

Jean-Francois Lavigne.

- Didn't you notice anything? - No.

The shoes. He put on the left...

...on the right foot and the right foot on the left foot.

As drunk as he was, that doesn't surprise me.

But if he was so drunk, how did he tie his shoelaces?

And they are flawless.

Start a post-mortem exam on the feet, I've never done that.

Especially since it is rare to find the causes of death there.

Apart from poor Achilles and his heel.

What we have? Small reddish lesions...

...between the hallux and the secundus.

Here. It is, without a doubt, an insect bite.

And there. No no no. Forget what I just said.

It's not an insect bite. It's a syringe, ma'am.

The one who injected it, did it twice. Right foot, left foot.

So that's why they took off his shoes.

Yes. I don't know what was injected, but it could have been the cause of death.

They wanted it to look like natural death,...

...but it could have been a premeditated crime.

The time of death?

The stiffness did not reach its maximum intensity.

That usually happens about 12 hours after death.

I'd say he died between midnight and 1 in the morning.

What I don't understand is that, when they inject you...

...between the toes, it hurts like hell.

And there are no defensive signals in the body.

The killer could have knocked him unconscious.

Look. A great wine.

How could the poor man resist?

I think you will find nothing but tannins in the bottle.

I'm going to spoil you all on Sunday, but I don't have a choice.

And it's great for you.

- What? - This murder.

It saves you from spending the day with your family.

I know it's not your thing...

...because you don't have one family, you have two.

I don't even know how you do it. I do not know.

Continue with your observations. I'm going to call my people.

And stop thinking.

Okay. Have we already photographed the left one?

It's Candice! Don't tell him I'm here.

Hello. Yes.

Where? Yes, I know where she is. They need me?

Yes I'm going. I'm going.

We have a homicide. I have to go.

What? Candice can't take care of herself?

No. I'm your commissioner, and if you're calling me, it's because there's a problem.

Can I ask you a favor? Can you stay with her?

Only as long as it takes to return, 15 or 20 minutes.

- I owe you one. - It's okay.

You stay with Belinda. Dad comes right back.

- Bye. - Bye.

Let's get to know each other better.

Do you want strawberries? You like them?

- Here. All for you. - Little girls.

NAMES GUIDE

Miss, please.

Thank you very much. There are no strawberries.

I want strawberries. We just did a test and you're already bothering me.

There are no strawberries.

Is that how you talk to the mother of your future child?

- One second. - No.

Yes, Candice?

Yes, that's fine.

Yes Yes Yes Yes.

Yes Yes Yes Yes.

Candice.

I'm sorry I spoiled your Sunday.

- Couldn't wait for tomorrow? -Because he was homeless?

We will treat it like any other case.

We'll question the merchants and all that.

The market is about to end.

Homeless people will come to pick up the leftovers.

Take the opportunity to interrogate them.

The driver's license has already expired.

But there is a Lavigne family in Frontignan, in social housing.

- What did you find on him? - Jean-François has no criminal record.

But he was a doctor in Sète, in a clinic, a few years ago.

An ex-doctor?

Is dead? But how?

We found him this morning, near the market, on the street.

He was homeless.

- What? Did she ignore it?

Yes. I haven't seen him since he left home.

8 years ago.

You have to excuse them.

The abandonment of his father was very hard .

Will you tell us?

My husband was torn between his life and his ideals.

He made a very good living.

We had a beautiful chalet in Mont Saint Clair.

But Jean-François only wanted to take care of the poor.

Of the homeless. He gave prescriptions to drug addicts.

The College of Physicians ruled that they were illegal prescriptions.

And they kicked him out?

He got depressed.

He began to drink more and more, not to mention the medications.

And our relationship was getting worse.

One day he left and never came back.

- And you didn't try to find it? - Yes of course. But we had no news.

My lawyer never found it.

So they gave me a divorce by default.

I thought he would have gone to do humanitarian work.

To Africa or somewhere else.

Something new?

They describe him as a loner, a regular, he slept around here.

It is difficult to interrogate the homeless. As soon as they see the plate, they move away.

It seems he had a bad reputation. He didn't like dogs.

He must have been killed by another homeless man or a drug addict.

¡Socorro!

¡Socorro!

Help me! Help me! I beg you!

Help me! Help!

Mrs! Mrs!

Is there! Go there! He wanted to strangle me!

- Go there! - Calm down. It's okay?

I was searching...

...in the bins...

...and jumped me from behind, strangled me like this.

But it can't be true! It can not be true!

Calm down, lady. Did you see who she was?

Can not be. My money. Thanks god. I don't know who it was.

My glasses fell off. I do not know what happened.

Excuse me. He strangled me.

- I hurt myself. -Here are his glasses.

"No roof, no dignity , no pride"

- Talk about us. - "The Purge Begins"

The homeless do not matter. They do not do anything. They are always there.

Firefighters took care of her.

And our only clue is that paper.

But the threat is clear.

It smells of garlic and ham...

...and some meat...

...in parsley jelly.

It is a parsley ham and the smell is fresh.

Val, check out the butcher stalls, see if this role sounds familiar to them.

The inscription LF may ring a bell.

If the killer is a client of one, he must live in the neighborhood.

I checked the surveillance cameras. None cover this sector.

Go with Mehdi to the public baths.

I found a receipt in Lavigne's pocket.

As clean as it was, he probably went there often.

We will.

All homeless people must be watched. I called for reinforcements.

That sheet of paper. Does not fit.

The killer wants us to believe in a natural death...

...and suddenly, he signs his murder.

Has no sense.

Now that the three of us are calm,...

...I wanted to talk about what happened this morning.

Are you the ones who stole the money from Candice's wallet?

- No, dad. - We don't need to steal.

And why do you believe her and not us?

- Don't you trust us anymore? - I did not say that.

Yes, it was.

The situation is new for everyone...

...and I'd like you to make a little effort.

- That they start by telling the truth. - We told the truth.

- We're not taking anything. - You always tell us.

It isn't true. Everyone tries hard...

...starting with Candice, but they don't want to see it.

- She's not our mother. I will always love her mother.

And I will never forget her.

But now I want Candice.

And I wish we could live together.

Do you understand?

Yes, but that doesn't mean we agree.

Before, the four of us were happy.

And we don't take anything, I swear.

Nothing happens. Quiet.

No wonder he hasn't noticed.

It is not to befriend the homeless.

But, at €1.20 a ticket, you can't deny them entry.

It is confirmed that he often came here.

I didn't even know his name.

- Hello. - As if it were invisible.

Good. Where? Well, here we go.

- There was another assault. - Shit.

- What happened? - They wanted to kill me.

I was sleeping it off in my corner.

And all of a sudden, I woke up and couldn't breathe.

I had one thing on my mind.

Someone was squeezing me from behind. I was drowning.

I thought I was going to die. Luckily, I had my cane.

Saved my life. I gave him a good smack over the shoulder.

The guy screamed and left.

Could you describe it?

No. With the bag I didn't see anything.

And where did he go?

I don't know. I feel very weak.

Don't you have something to eat?

It is not a joke?

- Can I order what you want? - Of course.

I want the beef bourguignon with salad...

...and, as a starter, octopus empanada.

And he also came. A Pic-saint-loup, but fresh.

I like fresh red.

- As it is called? - Julia, as Julia Roberts.

Do you see the hair?

It's not the first time a homeless person has been attacked around here.

No. Some of them were even followed by a weird guy.

What did it look like?

Can I also take the bread?

Clear.

But without the description...

PROMISE FULFILLED

...we can't put out a wanted notice.

They already sent us two messages.

Couldn't we have material that works?

We have 2 other aggressions around the market.

Como with Lavigne.

It means that he sees his victims there, and, besides, he does it during the day.

It provokes us.

And since it failed 2 times, it will soon do it again.

- We have to put surveillance. - No. It's going to take too long.

Narcotics have a flat over there,...

...we are going to use it.

Let's see?

It's Julia. You remember?

I think so.

Do you know her?

A case from about 5 years ago.

He lived in a campground. She nearly sold a kidney to get his daughter back.

Where is he now?

In the market.

Hello Julia. Can I sit?

Yes, it's still from the police. Sit in his house. She invites.

Don't make that face. If it's because of what happened to me...

...don't worry, it's not the first time, there have been others.

But this time I was afraid.

I didn't know he was on the street.

That I belived? That I was going to recover easily?

I was always in the shit, and the shit sticks to the feet.

But the last time I saw her...

...he told me he had found a job.

I lied to him and I don't have to answer to him.

Neither you nor anyone else.

Social Services did not want to return my daughter to me.

So go to hell!

Julia... I'm sorry.

Oh yeah? Why do people like me...

...and the poor guy who was murdered is of interest to the police?

Of course we are interested! And we're going to find the killer!

Safe.

I like the hideout.

It reminds me of my beginnings in Paris.

I remember one time we requisitioned...

...a room in a 4-star hotel.

And there must have been newlyweds in the next room.

They may not have been newlyweds, but they were particularly active.

- Much. - Do you miss Paris?

Wow, it's the babysitter.

You didn't tell me you had Suzanne today.

I didn't have time to organize.

- Hi, ma'am. - You're with Candice, right?

Exactly. Given the time, could I put her down for a nap?

And I wanted to ask you. I'm going to be here longer than expected.

So, if you can stay longer, if you don't mind...

Of course not, Commissioner. It doesn't bother me.

Okay, yes. You annoy me, Commissioner.

Well, we'll see it together, huh?

I will not be late. Thanks.

Do you know that your dad convinces me of everything?

I can see myself, living here, calm down.

Without worries.

It's lucky to find a babysitter like that, on a Sunday, at the last minute.

It looks like a real gem.

I think I'm going to keep it.

I'll go see the other teams and I'll send Marquez to you.

Bueno.

Very well.

Do we have something new?

Yes, a butcher recognized the paper and knows the customer. It was an assignment.

The LF inscription is the initials of your client.

Laurent Fabert. He lives next door.

Go there. I'm going to call the prosecutor.

- Do not move! - What's going on?

Lieutenant Atger. Chief Brigadier Bahdou.

Does anyone else live here?

I am not alone.

This morning the butcher delivered ham to parsley in this package?

Yes. But the ham was not for me.

Who was it for?

Here you are. Antoine sends me in case of doubt.

Very well.

Toma.

How are you?

Candy, what are you doing here?

Didn't you have a salon today?

Yes, but when I went, they didn't take me.

He gave me shit, so I called Antoine and he invited me to lunch.

- And comforted you? - It's cruel work.

You don't know it, but when you're over 30,...

...you are no longer good for anything.

- You are old. - And then you retrained.

You became a babysitter.

Come on, Belinda. Your crocodile tears, I know them by heart.

I learned everything from you.

What is your problem? What do I see Antoine?

I don't understand. Aren't you married to Max?

Let's go! Carry on with your childish musings.

You are 40 years old, dear.

You have to accept it! 40 years!

- I'm not 30. That's all. - What?

I warn you. This is not going to end like this.

Of course.

- Is my sister. - Good.

The wrapper clue leads us directly to Julia.

The homeless woman who was attacked recently.

- What? - Yeah come on?

Mr. Fabert is very kind.

Every Sunday he buys parsley ham.

And that?

Julia, you were recently booked for assaulting an officer.

It was in Agde. A policeman who refused to receive his rape complaint.

He said it was because he didn't have...

...a medical certificate and couldn't describe the rapist.

The rape of a tramp didn't give a shit.

So she organized this little staging with her friend Martine.

A simulation of aggression.

So that? To get back at that cop?

The homeless do not exist for you.

- We can die and not move. - No.

It isn't true...

...and sorry for the mistake...

...of that policeman.

She doesn't know what it's like for a woman to be on the street.

We are less than nothing in the eyes of the guys.

Some think that our body is at their disposal.

Martine was attacked so often...

...which, for her, became normal.

But it isn't, is it?

No, it is not.

That's why, when it happened to me, I wanted to report it.

I had been raped, but that policeman...

...he took away my dignity, by treating me as if I were nobody.

So when I found out about the murder of one of us,...

...I wanted to make them work.

And, at least, thanks to that I ate fantastic.

That little staging also allowed him to ward off suspicion.

And when she recognized Jean-François Lavigne as her rapist...

...it is also possible that he wanted revenge.

But I never killed anyone! That guy never raped me!

To begin with, his name is not Jean-François, but Richard.

- What? - Mehdi, let's start.

We found an old photo in the clinic files.

And here is the real Jean-François Lavigne.

The resemblance is not surprising, but it is as in the photo...

...of the license, damaged by living on the street,...

.. aged, with long hair, beard.

One could be confused.

A little from Pessac-Leognan, Château de Bertiac...

...and a lot of Sleeping Beauty.

That's it. You were right, Candice.

The wine we found there didn't stun him,...

...but the sleeping pills it contained.

That would explain why he didn't defend himself.

- What product killed him? - Potassium chloride.

It causes almost immediate cardiac arrest ...

...and it's undetectable days after death.

A decomposing body releases it naturally.

And in high doses.

- The perfect crime. - And even more so when you try...

...hide the injection site between your fingers.

Can we eliminate Julia as a suspect?

It's hard for a tramp to get a product like that.

I come from the morgue. Sylvie Lavigne confirmed that he was not her husband.

So Richard was the killer's target.

But he had Lavigne 's driver's license .

It can't be a coincidence.

I find it hard to believe that Lavigne is not the victim, but the killer.

For now, it's our only lead.

Lavigne was a doctor, she knew how to give injections,...

...how to access potassium chloride...

Val, Mehdi, vayan a ver a Adèle Bouilleret.

He runs an Association for the homeless.

They're going to get in there. This will make it easier for them to approach.

We will.

- Antoine! - Yes?

What didn't you understand about not touching Belinda?

- What are you talking about? -To your daughter, who takes care of her?

Before you get any ideas, Bélinda is my friend,...

...does me a favor.

Do you think I'm going to swallow that?

The friendship between a man and a woman.

- Does not exist? - No.

Well look at the two of us. We are friends, right?

Help is essential this season.

For the homeless it is harder than in the winter.

Yes? Why?

When it's cold, people take pity. It is supportive.

But in good weather, no.

That's why many of them...

...they starve or dehydrate in the summer.

Nobody cares.

Do we deliver the cream and razors directly?

Nerd. First, we make contact.

We talk to them, introduce ourselves.

We say good morning.

We do not protect them.

And, very importantly, we put ourselves at their height.

We must not stand still.

And then we can ask them if they want to eat...

...or have a coffee. And then they can be questioned.

- Okay. - Okay.

What's happening? Did they kidnap the boys?

It's all very quiet here.

I say this because it is quite unusual at night.

What happened this morning hit them very hard.

- So sorry. - My children are not thieves...

...and I know them as well as you know yours.

And how do you explain my money disappearing?

You are a police. Investigate.

I'd like us both to start over.

Do you think it's possible?

I think it's important, yes. Without the boys.

5... 5... It's the same. Wait.

Y? What were you doing with Simon Ferrer?

Any. I take theater classes with him, that's all.

Do you take drama class? You did'nt tell me anything.

I knew you wouldn't like it.

No not at all. I think it's great that you take theater classes.

At school, I also took them. I loved it.

As long as you don't drop out of college.

Nope! Didn't you drop out of college?

No. I'm just taking a break.

As you say? Emma, ​​you are completely unconscious.

That's it, what he said.

And I am not unconscious. I'm going to take a year.

If after a year, I see that I'm no good, that I can't, I go back to my master's degree.

- But I want to try. - Attempt? Try what?

What did Ferrer tell you? It is a very difficult profession.

I know, but I've been dreaming about it for a long time.

And you keep saying that we have to believe in our dreams.

You keep saying it, mom.

But sometimes... I better shut up.

Are you sure?

- Don't worry. - Really?

- Do you trust me? - You are right.

I have to work.

Outdated text.

- Coffee? - Sorry.

Have you ever seen this man?

Do you know him?

- No. - No.

Let me see.

- Is it familiar to you? - Nerd.

Sorry. Is this man familiar to you?

No way.

And you? Do you know him?

Thanks. What do you want from this guy?

- Do you know him? - Perhaps.

They are police, right?

The man they found dead was murdered.

If they know something, they have to say it.

I can be wrong, the guy I'm thinking of...

...is more ruined than the one in the photo.

- But he looks a lot like him. - Where can we find it?

I saw it in Narbonne 2 days ago.

Everyone there calls him sir. He is a street guy, like us.

But when we are sick it is he who heals us.

I don't know if it will still be there.

I heard you had to go to Spain.

I'm going to call Antoine.

¿Café?

Narbonne is big.

Don't you have a more precise idea of ​​where you saw it?

In Narbonne? Well, bring it.

See you tomorrow.

I am sorry. How are you?

- How about Suzanne? - Good. She is playing in her room.

Thank you for taking care of her.

You helped me a lot.

- I met my sister. - I thought I understood.

Sorry for this day. The bogus plan...

Nothing happens. Do we pick up where we left off?

- Yes Yes. - If you still want.

It's not that. My head hurts more and more.

The best thing is to spend some time with her.

I just saw her today...

- See you later. - Very well.

- I really want... - Say goodbye to Suzanne for me.

Look. How old will she be? twenty?

Can you imagine starting life like this, on the street?

Unclear. But it can happen to you very easily.

A depression, a separation, a dismissal.

Look at that guy. It's Lavigne, right?

It seems.

I don't know who they are, but they look like cops.

- I don't want to talk to them. - Okay.

- Goodnight. - Goodnight.

Is Jean-Francois Lavigne?

I haven't been called that in a long time, but yes, it's me.

Who are you?

Chief Brigadier Badhou. Lieutenant Atger.

Hello Antoine. Yes, we found it.

His name was Richard, did you know him?

I never saw that man. I haven't lived in Sète for 8 years.

I was able to meet him somewhere else.

I tell them I don't know him.

I have nothing to do with that murder.

And why was he carrying his driver's license?

I have no idea.

Where did you spend last night?

Here in Narbonne.

Well, on the beach at Narbonne.

Last night I went to take care of the wife of a homeless man who just had a sprain.

I only got back downtown this morning.

Can the couple confirm it?

No, they went I don't know where.

Mr. Lavigne, you're going to have to come with us.

Bueno.

- This is obligatory? - It's the procedure.

Can I ask you a question? Well, it's not a question.

It seems crazy to me that a doctor ends up on the street.

It's not the life I dreamed of.

And what happened?

I studied medicine to help the most dispossessed.

I was still an intern when I met my wife.

She was a nursing assistant.

We fall in love. We were clear that...

...when my residency ended, we would go to provide humanitarian aid.

And then Sylvie got pregnant.

- And they didn't leave. - I assumed my responsibilities.

We got married, I went to work at a clinic,...

...and I went into gear.

I don't blame Sylvie. She dreamed of comfort, safety.

I loved her, so I said yes to everything.

A new car, a nice house with a pool.

I became a money making machine.

I couldn't stand my life anymore.

I started drinking, more and more.

Until I did something stupid and got kicked out.

And he abandoned his wife and children.

She couldn't stand his gaze anymore.

He had lost all dignity in their eyes.

So I left.

And then I found myself on the street.

Did you ever want to see them?

His wife and children?

I never had the courage to go back.

I was too embarrassed, it's hard to get rid of.

I just hope one day they forgive me.

It's Saint Clair. That's where I lived with my family.

But when he left, they had to leave the house.

They are in social housing.

What? When I left, I didn't take anything with me.

I left all the money in our account.

And when I worked at the clinic, I took out life insurance...

...with a good capital, in case something happens to me.

- Do you think he's guilty? - That life insurance...

...is a good mobile.

She is a nursing assistant. She knows how to give injections.

But when she arrived at the morgue, she did not hesitate to say that it was not her husband.

Perhaps he thought he looked guilty, and he did it to prove his innocence.

What life insurance?

Her husband did it in his heyday.

When I worked in a private clinic.

- A lot of money. -She wasn't aware.

I did not know, I did not know it?

You and your children would receive €60,000 each.

And she wasn't aware.

I tell him he never told me.

I'm going to ask him when he wakes up.

Why are you here?

We found it.

It was not dead. The life insurance.

Our fault, too.

But if not Jean-François, who is dead?

I don't know who is the murdered. What am I accused of?

Of making her husband pass for dead to collect the insurance.

He killed the first homeless man who looked anything like him.

And to make him pass for her husband,...

...put an old driver's license in his pocket.

Nope! I didn't kill him!

What did you do yesterday between midnight and 1?

I was at home, sleeping.

My children will be able to witness it.

Evidently.

I asked Jean-François and he confirms that his wife did not know.

He also has an alibi.

Given by his children. It's not worth much.

- So we have no proof. - I could have something new.

I just got off the phone with Lavigne's insurance company.

They wrote to him a few months ago...

...to propose an improvement in the insurance.

And since they returned the letter saying that he no longer lived there...

...searched and found the new address.

And this time they did receive the letter.

I have the scan of the receipt.

- Who signed? Mother? - I don't think so. Look.

Sit down.

Do you want some coffee or a hot chocolate?

What are you doing here?

Don't worry, we were very discreet. They also have a good excuse.

They are very understanding at Claire's school.

And at the Montpellier hospital, too.

How are you? How are your studies? Good?

What do you want to be? Nursing assistant?

Follow in your father's footsteps, you 're going to have to study hard.

Because he was a doctor.

No, it was just a practice.

Just some practices. Okay.

You prefer internships. I understand. They are less boring than classes.

And so you learn to give injections, you have access to the products.

To potassium chloride, for example.

He did nothing! The night before last he was with me!

- Oh, were they together? - Yes.

On Bordeaux street, mother and son,...

...killing that poor man together.

- It wasn't her. - As you say?

It wasn't her. It has nothing to do with this.

You're right. Was you...

...the one who signed this receipt.

C. Lavigne. Claire Lavigne.

You were the one who opened the envelope.

You thought they could make a lot of money...

...whenever your father died.

You told your brother. The rest we already know.

It's his fault. She abandoned us. He never tried to see us.

Because of him we lost everything.

Mom was depressed. She couldn't find work.

He couldn't afford the house in Mont Saint Clair.

- The bank took it from us. - We receive social assistance.

We were able to get this pitiful apartment.

I wanted to be a doctor...

...but we didn't have the money to have an apartment in Montpellier.

And he had no scholarship.

We needed money.

And Frédéric had to do odd jobs.

I work in a factory in Narbonne.

One night, going home, I saw my father.

In the street, begging, near the station.

It had changed a lot.

But I recognized it.

He pretended not to see me.

We were nothing to him.

It was nothing to us anymore.

As if he was dead.

When we received the insurance paper, we thought it was worth taking advantage of.

That money was not used and we were entitled to it.

It was enough to make another guy pass for him.

When he left, he left behind some old papers,...

...like your card.

We found a homeless man, very similar to him.

We thought they wouldn't check it.

Anyway, he was already almost dead.

That way it would be useful for something.

Hello Julia.

Can I?

I wanted to tell you that it's over. We caught Richard's killer.

He did his job. Not like that bastard.

My colleague is going to be sanctioned and I will continue with the case.

I would have liked to do something more for you.

I'll give you my card, in case you need it.

For anything, call me.

Help a homeless person, and she already believes herself to be Mother Teresa.

I'm fine, I don't need your charity.

Don't you have creams, beauty products?

I want to feel pretty.

Yes I think so.

I have one for the hands, this one for the face, and a soap, if you want.

- Thank you. - No problem.

- And I also want 10 francs. - Yes.

- It's for a crepe. - Here you go.

Thanks. Do you keep an eye on things for me?

Hello. It's me.

Since I'm the best girlfriend , I bought you some strawberries.

They won't be very good, this season, but...

...with cream they should be...

Are you okay?

I have the period.

Shit.

What are you looking for?

Any. I can't find my hand cream.

And do you think you'll find it in my wallet?

When I think I was suspicious of Max's children.

Quiet. I'm going to return them to you.

You didn't change anything.

You only think of yourself.

Look who's talking.

I have debts everywhere, I can't find a job,...

- And so you help me? - You just had to ask me.

- You didn't have to rob me. - Sure, so you could reproach me...

...that you succeeded and I failed at everything.

That I'm useless...

...and deep down you're happy, you can tell me.

- What are you talking about? - You were always jealous of me.

And all because mom prefers me.

It's not my fault. I am your favourite.

I can not do anything.

And that being the second, you always stayed here.

Do you know what you're going to do? You're going to go with mom, right now.

- Outside! - Go pack your suitcase...

...and I don't want to see you in my house again, Bélinda!

What are you doing here?

Candice kicked me out of the house.

I do not know where to go.

Can I sleep here tonight?

- Of course. - Thank you.

I do not know what I would do without you.

I stained you

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