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Hey, but is it true?

Did you find it on a dating site?

Of course. -I hadn't heard.

Yes, he had already told us.

Do you see the consequences? Now we are expecting a baby.

And we are going to Patagonia.

Where to? -To Patagonia?

To a ranch.

No. To a ranch in Patagonia, you?

What's up?

Nothing, but with the shape of your plantar vault...

And on a ranch there are animals the real, live ones.

Do you think I'm an urbanite who never gets off her high heels?

Are you going to quit your job at the institute?

Diane, you don't do that when you have the best job in the world.

Did you bring your cell phone? -Hello.

Okay.

Okay, I'm coming.

There's a guy who thought he was an angel. he was an angel.

And he jumped off the Chaban Bridge. -Wow.

Goodbye. -See you later.

"The best job in the world."

The coroner has arrived.

Control these people.

What do you think of the contact pages?

They are ridiculous.

No, they are very practical. It's like shopping, isn't it?

Diane has found her boyfriend like this.

In general, love is always closer than we think. closer than we think.

Often right under your nose.

Nearby.

Yeah, well.

Hello, doctor. -Hello.

Let's see, the victim his name was Samuel Selam.

He jumped off the bridge, because he said he would fly.

But the law of gravity is what it is, isn't it?

And he fell into the water.

For her nails and her face are not cyanotic.

No foam fungus at the mouth.

In other words, white choking.

I see it as rather greenish.

There are two types of drowned: blue and white.

The blues swallow water,

their bronchial tubes fill up and end up choking.

On the other hand, the whites die when they enter the water

or they were already dead.

So, a white drowning implies a murder, right?

Well, no, because it can be thermal shock,

cardiac arrest...

These skin lesions, are they bruise marks?

I don't think so. That could be because of the current

or by the marine fauna that began to eat it.

It would be nice to know if he often thought he was an angel

or if it only happened this one time.

Another victim of loneliness. -No, not at all.

His wife was with him.

It's up there on the bridge.

Mrs. Selam, could you explain

What happened?

Fridays, when I finished work early,

was coming home to pick me up.

It was part of our little routine.

But I realized right away that something was wrong.

We were walking across the bridge and he said to me:

"You know, Marie? I have lied to you.

Actually, I am an angel.

Mrs. Selam,

did your husband suffer from schizophrenic disorder?

Or depression? -No.

Of course not.

My husband was the strongest man I have ever known.

The most balanced. He was a celebrated neurosurgeon.

I don't get it.

Do you know if anything happened in your life out of the ordinary?

Anything that could explain this outbreak of madness?

Nothing.

No, everything was going well in his work and between us.

Samuel worked 60 hours a week, but he loved it. a week, but he loved it.

One does not go crazy for no reason.

Excuse me, sorry.

In your opinion, is it square or not? -I'll tell you in two hours.

But what is not square is to have tried to fly.

Alex, meet my new colleague my new colleague, Louis Pincé.

He joined this morning.

Hi. Alex Ehle, forensics.

This guy's little sister, but good girl.

We will see.

Is this gift for you? -Yes, it's my birthday.

What's his birthday? I wasn't aware.

Don't worry, it's okay.

Aren't you going to open it?

Don't you think there is something more urgent to open?

This stuff has a funny smell.

What does "check" or "mate" mean? "check" or "mate"?

Natural death or murder.

Okay, come on, help me lift it.

Come on, one, two,

three.

Look, what is that?

It could be the barrel of a revolver.

Maybe they threatened this man by putting a gun to the back of his head.

You mean it is not check?

Well, no. It could be murder.

Antoine, the boss wants to see you. -Ah, yes?

It doesn't look good. Maybe I've done something wrong.

Boss?

Doisneau.

I have some bad news.

I received a complaint about you from above.

From God? -Stop kidding, this is not the time.

A complaint, why?

You have lent your sister your police ID

and used it to interrogate a minor.

It wasn't my police ID. It was my meal voucher.

Is Internal Affairs aware? -Much more than aware.

It is on the warpath.

And what are they going to do? Tell me off?

I see you don't know your commissioner.

A veteran of the financial brigade.

A sadist.

A butcher.

A cross between Attila and Napoleon.

Do you think I can be sanctioned,

with suspension of salary and everything else?

They want to take you to a disciplinary committee and get you expelled.

When do they arrive? -The enemy has already infiltrated!

Shit.

When were you planning to tell me that you're Internal Affairs?

Sooner or later.

But then, the truth.

Well, what do you and I do now now that we really know each other?

First of all, you are going to stop calling me by my first name.

As you may have noticed, we are not partners.

And secondly,

I suggest you explain what he has against me.

I have been commissioned to investigate his relationship with his sister.

And why didn't you tell me?

Instead of pretending to be a colleague as a colleague.

To observe you better, my boy.

I am leading a war against corrupt police officers.

And in war everything is permitted.

I will use everything in my power, trickery included,

to put an end to put an end to this illegal fraternal collaboration.

When you have instructed your file,

I will initiate disciplinary and disciplinary and criminal proceedings

against you and against her.

You're not planning to use those contact pages, are you?

She doesn't need it. She is charming, kind.

So are you, you're wearing a superb shirt today.

Have you noticed?

Was that a compliment or...?

Do you think the same way I do? -Yes, I do.

It is a white autopsy. -We agree.

He did not die of hydrocution or drowning.

Cardiac arrest.

In addition, we should receive toxicological analysis.

Théo, can you check if it has arrived? -Wait.

I have the impression that we are missing something.

Above all, Diane escapes us.

We will not let it go like this.

A ranch in Patagonia. He won't be able to stand it.

Two days, or one week maximum.

Can you tell the difference a horse from a cow?

We will convince her to stay.

Our work is wonderful. -Yes.

Shit.

Wait.

That's it. -Thank you.

We already know what he died of.

Hold on tight, Diane.

He was forced to swallow Datura.

Datura, the witches' plant.

You know, it's also called stramonium, it is mythical.

It is true that it is used in Ayurvedic yoga,

but it is also used in black magic.

Well, what do you think?

You should go and examine his teeth. his teeth.

I find the ranch fascinating.

It is in a place called "Red horse mountain".

The mountain of the red horse. -Okay.

It's not check at all. -Okay.

Myocardial infarction. Datura poisoning.

Consumed in infusion, according to its liver.

Datura stramonium is responsible for for the atropine syndrome,

which has the effect of peripheral manifestations.

Initially, pupil enlargement and accommodation problems,

tachycardia, vasodilatation, among others and varied.

Then, central demonstrations.

Hence the hallucinations and that he thought he was an angel.

And according with the mark of the gun on the neck,

forced him to drink the stuff.

Then we will notify the prosecutor that it is a murder.

But there is more.

He was not a doctor. It is a lie, a gross deception.

He has the hands of a gardener. -Would it be a hobby?

Yeah, but a hobby that steals 4 hours a day

is not compatible with his 60 hours in the hospital.

Okay, so?

That it is not what it claims to be.

He was 47 years old. His wife said he had been practicing since he was 26.

Would I have lied for 21 years? -How should I know?

In any case, we will question his relatives...

Alex, I forgot to make the official presentation

from my colleague this morning.

Louis Pincé, of A. I.

Yes, I investigate the shenanigans of the two of you.

"A.I." as...

Internal Affairs, yes.

Come on, let's go. -Where to?

My big toe hurts. I have to go to the doctor.

Now? Shall I come with you?

Of course, because imagine that the hospital I go to

is where Samuel Selam worked. What a coincidence, isn't it?

But Internal Affairs...

But I'm telling you it's a coincidence.

Let's stay here and do what we normally do.

Normality is very relative, you know.

Come on, let's go, Monsieur.

Are you sure it's a coincidence?

Aren't you going to open it?

It is not very kind to the one who or the one who gave it to you.

You are right. You open it. -Oh, yeah?

Show me!

What a beautiful lung. It's just what I wanted.

Did you see? -No, I...

I am so happy.

I hate hospitals.

Yes. Wait a moment.

Good morning, do you know this man?

Sure, it's Dr. Selam.

But he smiles less than usual. -Yes, that's him.

He has a bad face in the photo.

But do they know him well?

Of course, Dr. Selam is a charming physician.

He is always kind and brings us chocolates at Christmas.

She's a sweetheart. -Thank you.

Hello. -Hello.

Do you know this man? -Yes, we always talk about soccer.

Yes, he comes every day. -Thank you.

Yes, he is very kind.

Thank you.

Are you the head of the service?

Yes, I am the chief of neurosurgery.

And surely there is not a doctor Samuel Selam in your service?

Yes, for sure.

And do you know this man?

No, not at all.

But his face tells me something. I've seen it somewhere.

Ah, yes, I know.

It was with Frachon, in endocrinology.

Excuse me, I must go. -Thank you, that's very kind.

That shirt is horrible.

Are you coming? -I'm coming.

Excuse me, I'm looking for Dr. Frachon. -It's me.

Do you know this man? -Yes, that's Samuel, Dr. Selam.

But he is dead.

Yes, he jumped into the Garonne.

I don't know anyone who held a grudge.

We were good friends, an excellent doctor.

Always kind, funny, curious.

And I'm not just saying that.

Samuel was a good man.

Did you see him often?

We had breakfast together twice a month.

And excuse me, did you like gardening?

Samuel? gardening?

It wasn't his style. He was not a handyman.

He was passionate about his work.

That's all he talked about. It was hard for me to disconnect.

Alex?

Alex. -What do we do?

Miss Ehle? -Yes?

May we know what you are doing here? -Monsieur has bitten this young man.

Monsieur who? -Monsieur, my dog.

Oh, yeah?

It does not seem very deep.

Well, even if it's superficial, it can get infected.

It is clear that you have not been bitten.

Besides, it would be in your best interest to have that mole there looked at.

It can degenerate. It doesn't look good to me, no.

Can it really get infected? -Yes.

In fact, it looks like a human bite, it looks like a human bite.

Well, yes, Monsieur has very good teeth.

Well, shall we go?

She's completely out of her mind! It hurts like hell.

I'm sorry, but there was no other choice.

I'm coming.

Quick, it is swelling.

Well, now it's clear.

Samuel Selam did not practice.

I was just pretending.

See, I was going to the hospital, I would say hello to everybody,

talked to the staff...

I wanted to be on the set. -I had a mythomaniac girlfriend.

He told me that the pope had sent him a letter asking him to break up with me. a letter asking him to break up with me.

I don't think it has to do with mythomania.

On the contrary, it is well-structured deception,

planned, organized for years.

But no one had forced him. -It's possible that they had.

It is possible that he forced himself.

Still, I don't think it would be easy for him.

Well, what's wrong with you? Are you still angry?

Théo, but don't you see? With Pincées the war.

It's just that I'm bleeding to death. I've lost a lot and...

Théo, close the trunk.

How is the bleeding going better?

I remind you that sometimes it is not the quantity that counts.

In fact, yes.

You'll never guess what we found under the dead man's fingernails.

No, I don't have the strength to guess anything.

Root remains, remains of mushrooms and frog skin.

Maybe he was a collector.

It does not make any sense.

Or was he simply a maniac a maniac who ripped animals to shreds?

That's how Guy Georges started, isn't it?

For someone who wanted to be considered so brilliant,

this pastime seems rather banal.

Is frog skin for sale?

For people who manufacture latex overalls or...

People who manufacture latex overalls usually use latex.

Wall cladding?

The key question is

what the hell is he doing with that under his fingernails

when he appeared to be a brilliant neurologist.

He had a double life.

I'll call my brother, see what he says.

Our victim has never worked never worked at the Bordeaux hospital.

It does not even have a title.

Yes?

No, no, I'll call you back.

No, no, no. Yes, it is.

Goodbye.

Who was it?

My wife.

What a little music.

My wife loves that kind of music.

They have hardly spoken.

Does my presence bother you? -My wife is not very talkative.

By the way, I have to go.

He is waiting for me to eat.

At 17:42?

We must stop this nonsense. This is becoming dangerous.

Yes, except that people tell things about Samuel Selam

contrary to what your body says.

We must reason it out together.

It has the skin of a frog and dirt under his fingernails.

Oh, yeah? And what do you deduce from that?

That he spent more time with plants and animals and animals than with humans.

On your part?

Well, you were right. Samuel Selam was not on the payroll.

It also does not appear in the hospital's organization chart.

He began studying medicine, but never graduated.

However,

everyone said he was really brilliant, a scholar.

He was an imposter.

But a great impostor. 21 years of deception is not bad at all.

What was he doing all day outdoors all day?

And what did he do for a living?

Was anyone aware of of his lies?

It is rare that a body contradicts its owner so much.

Even in the cud.

At noon, I ate a sandwich. I had many deficiencies.

And his teeth are in very bad shape.

Yes, he didn't take care of himself at all. -Except for the visible.

See? The art of keeping up appearances.

Think of all the sacrifices he had to make

to maintain their lies.

For me it is decided. I'm going to take the plunge.

I am going to register on the site.

Ah, no. No, you're not both going to Patagonia.

No! Because the one I will find I promise you he will live here.

Nearby.

Already.

"Forensic scientist with a passion for the dead

seeks to expand its research

on the body of the living".

Already. That's not very well thought out.

You should adapt to your target.

Do you aspire to what type of man? What age and profession?

Between 18 and 74 years old?

Although there are guys at 75 who are gorgeous.

How old is Clint Eastwood?

Okay. So, physical appearance?

Well, I love black people. -Ah, very good.

Asians, too. -Ya.

The North Africans, I love them.

To the blondes, to the brunettes...

And I've had a passion for redheads for a long time.

And, well, I don't dislike gray hair.

What about the eyes?

Blacks.

Black. Chestnut.

One of those in which you can get lost.

Already. -The green and blue ones, too.

I once met a very handsome albino.

But hey, he was dead.

Your range is wide.

Are you sure you prefer a man, at least?

Oh, right, you're right.

One man is very restrictive, really.

Are you a ghost?

No, I'm not dead, but he is, actually.

It's not worth killing him again. -No, I didn't want to kill him.

Do you extract cells from the mouth?

Do you want to perform a genetic profile?

I understand.

As a child I loved morgues.

But I'm going to ask you to stop,

because if you really want to take a valid a valid DNA sample,

it is better to go to the deep muscles.

Those that tend less to rot, or go straight to the bone.

I am not doing an experiment. I am looking for my father.

And I think it's him.

Here. -Thank you.

My mother doesn't want to tell me anything and I wanted to do the test myself.

How do you know he is your father? Do you know him?

No, it's the first time I've seen it, other than in photos.

But we look alike, don't we?

Yes, well, it can in a way, yes.

But I suppose you will have other reasons

to think that Samuel Selam is your father, right?

My mother collects information about him.

And does your mother know you're here? -Of course not, she would kill me.

Then give me her number, I'll call her.

Don't worry, I won't tell him anything.

She'll be worried sick, Have you seen what time it is?

He does not have a cell phone, only a landline. He is against the airwaves.

What is your name?

Her name is Lisa.

Lisa Bevilacqua.

What? Do you know her?

No, no. Wait, I'll be right back.

Hello, Antoine, it's me. Please come, it's urgent.

I've got a runaway child and you'll never guess who it is.

She is the daughter of Lisa Bevilacqua.

How did it get here? I have no idea, whatever.

Always looking to tickle my funny bone.

Come. Okay.

Sorry.

Anyway, thank you for not getting me arrested.

Last time I couldn't hold on and I gave the cop a milk.

And my mom's a pain in the ass about that stuff. She's a little strict, you know.

You will tell me if he is my father, won't you? -Promise.

You are cool.

She is not a real adult.

Hello. -Hello.

Can you explain to me how he was able to enter the institute?

Well, it was open.

Open? And no one was watching?

What's the point if I'm already here.

And why did you let her in? -Because she was sleeping.

Alex, can't you sleep at home, like everyone else?

I would like that. Can you take her, please?

Of course.

Why is he making a sour face?

He doesn't like the police very much, from what I understand.

Thanks for the gift.

If you had seen Véronique's face when she came out...

Well, it's not even one o'clock. It's not that late either.

Don't fall for Lisa's into Lisa's nets again, huh?

You're crazy! It's been ages. I don't think I recognize her.

Yeah, well, last time I witnessed that.

He stole your heart, broke it into a thousand pieces

and left you devastated.

Why did you think he was your father?

I think we have arrived.

Are you coming in? -I don't want to come in.

Hey, I remind you it's two o'clock in the morning,

so get out of the car and go home.

Okay, but I didn't ask for anything.

Get out of the car.

What? You're not with Camille?

Antoine?

Lisa.

"Recently single.

I'm looking for my soul mate, but I can't find her.

It's clear, my passion is fishing".

Ah, I will not answer.

I'm glad you have a daughter after all.

It's true, you met me right after the baby died.

It was a disaster, then.

Anyway, then I had Iggy.

You can see that it is not usually easy.

I can imagine. I can imagine.

Have you done something you shouldn't have? -No, not really.

Let's say that... how should I put it?

She has gotten it into her head that a certain Samuel Selam is his father.

And that guy has died in strange circumstances.

I am in charge of the investigation.

And you think my daughter is involved?

No, not at all.

But I'd like to know why she she thinks that guy is her father.

Is it true? -No, of course not.

It is clear that he has a father, but we have been separated for centuries.

I don't know why this girl makes up stories.

She doesn't believe that her father is her father.

And Samuel Selam, did you know him?

Yes, I knew him from our time together at college, in Montpellier.

And that was 20 years ago.

But wait, look.

Look, I located it.

See? Thanks to a newspaper article.

"The national idol becomes a great surgeon".

I arrived in Bordeaux, appeared in the local press,

I saw it and tracked it down. I searched the social networks.

Iggy found out and started making up all the rest.

And did you contact this guy?

No, because I didn't have time. In fact, we arrived in September.

Time to fix everything and you see.

What did he die of?

He jumped off a bridge thinking he was going to fly.

Well, come on, I have to go.

It's been a long time. -Yes, a long time.

But you haven't changed a bit. You're still just as beautiful.

Thank you. -Pass me the address of your surgeon.

No, no surgeons. I do yoga and meditation.

Yoga and meditation, you? I don't believe you.

Yes, we can't spend our lives

drinking whiskey and climbing on the tables.

I practice 3 hours a day.

It doesn't look bad on you.

Thank you. You're not bad yourself. -Thank you.

Are you married? Do you have children?

I got married and already have a teenager.

Hello, Théo.

How did you know it was me? -I have a highly developed sense of smell.

There is something that intrigues me.

Samuel Selam was constantly taking Depakine, an antiepileptic.

Although according to his right temporal lobe,

I don't think it was.

Epileptic.

But is it legal? Shouldn't we better...?

Hello. -Hello.

Do you recognize us?

You are police officers investigating my husband's death, aren't you?

Yes, although "doctors" would be more.... -Yes, of course, that's what we are.

Okay, let's say "cops" for the sake of simplicity.

Come in. -Thank you.

Mrs. Selam, do you know if your husband had epilepsy? suffered from epilepsy?

My husband? No, of course not. Why?

What I thought. He was not epileptic.

Wait for it.

Look. This was prescribed,

but I think it has nothing to do with epilepsy. has nothing to do with epilepsy.

No, it's true. It is a disinfectant.

Is this your handwriting?

How strange this broken stroke.

You know how doctors are. They always write wrong.

In any case, you have a very nice house.

Samuel was the most generous most generous man in the world.

To me and my son, he offered us the most beautiful life.

He also has a very nice garden. Is he the one who took care of it?

Ah, no, it's up to me.

Samuel did not have good with plants.

Excuse me, Mrs. Selam, we're going to go.

If you can say nothing to the people that comes from what we have come,

would be of great help to us. Thank you. -Goodbye.

Internal Affairs is following us. We're not staying here, are we?

Look, it's Selam's son.

I must talk to him.

Go away if you are afraid, I'll understand.

I am not afraid.

Hello, are you Samuel's son?

Yes, Mathieu.

Are you a colleague of Dad's? -Yes.

Your mother told me that you are also studying medicine.

Your father must have been proud of you.

Yes.

Well, I'll never measure up.

I have not passed the first course.

I take the exam again in a week. You can't imagine the pressure.

Yes, I can imagine. I did medicine and I came in last place.

That's why I turned to thanatology, which nobody wanted.

Fuck, I hope I don't get that.

And if not, besides his work, did your father have any hobbies?

Take good care of ourselves, yes.

Were you living in Montpellier at that time?

Yes, that's where my husband did his studies.

And 16 years ago, they moved here. Why did you move here?

Samuel was given a promotion at the Bordeaux hospital.

What kind of promotion? Did he tell you about it?

He became head of service of the best hospital in Bordeaux.

You know your colleagues well, I guess. -Yes, some of them.

Pierre Frachon, for example. He would come to eat at our house.

Is he the only one? Other doctors, could it be?

I don't know what you're getting at. What does it have to do with his death?

Ma'am, your husband was not a doctor, nor was he ever a doctor.

He did not practice in Bordeaux or anywhere else.

You are crazy.

Be well informed: last month,

made a cranial intervention on an 8-year-old girl.

Ma'am, listen to me. He lied to you.

He lied to everyone. He was an imposter.

Get out of my house.

Get out of my sight!

We apologize for any inconvenience.

And you haven't noticed anything unusual about him lately?

In what way?

Let's go.

Don't you have anything to tell me?

If you want us to understand what happened to him, don't hold back.

Say it.

One day, I saw him leaving a villa with a woman.

Did you talk to him? -No.

I didn't dare. I assumed she was his mistress.

And did you tell your mother? -No, I would never.

You can't imagine how much I adored my father.

It would have ruined everything.

Yes, I hate lies.

I had noticed, but it was clear it was clear that it was not the best method.

Better than the shenanigans with his sister, of course.

Excuse me, could you tell me what you have given to Dr. Ehle

for his birthday? I would not like to repeat the gift.

Photos of a Chinese man condemned to death by a thousand cuts.

And what is that?

Progressive dismemberment while the condemned remains alive.

Okay. And you wouldn't have any other idea, by any chance?

You could give him an organ of yours. A kidney, for example.

An organ? Mine?

Théo, I'm kidding.

Ah, okay.

And no one has thought of giving her a silk stole a silk stole or ethnic jewelry?

Well, no, nobody. -Do you think he would be thrilled?

Well, no, he wouldn't look forward to it. -Yeah, no, of course.

Thank you.

He's getting attached, the kid.

It is the first one that has lasted this long.

That's why you owe me 20 euros.

Wait.

I raise that in 3 months, he's gone.

Double or nothing.

Done.

Finally! You disappeared like a flash. I didn't know you were so fit.

Is that a compliment? I did two weeks of rowing at school.

Do you know what I found out while you were running like a hare?

His son Mathieu Selam

he told me that he surprised his father with a woman.

Of course, he had a double life.

Two wives, several children,

two agendas, two telephones, two sets of keys...

Did you notice how he was shaking?

Yes, when I was doing like this while holding the pen.

Yes, yes. Maybe you have something to reproach yourself for.

No, come here. I have to show you something.

Samuel Selam was taking Depakine.

But it is clear to us that he was not epileptic.

Depakine can also be used to to reduce tremors.

And given his handwriting, the broken lines....

in my opinion,

had hereditary tremor.

Like his son, by the way. That thing is genetic and hereditary.

Samuel Selam's hands were shaking his hands all the time.

And that is why he could not become a surgeon. he could not become a surgeon.

I knew I would never be able to operate.

Tell me, are you free tomorrow? Fancy a walk in the woods?

To the forest together? Yes, of course.

Okay, find out where the soil the soil that I extracted from the fingernails.

This?

Calcareous clayey soil.

Mycelial fungi.

Bravo, Théo.

I didn't think you would to find the forest so quickly.

I spent the whole night.

And this morning, at dawn, I prepared boiled eggs.

It is my specialty.

Excuse me, sir. -Hello.

We wanted to know if this is a clay soil.

It is not clayey, it is calcareous clayey.

Clayey-calcareous, it is not the same thing.

And tell me, don't you know this person

by any chance?

I don't know. Maybe.

Ah, yes, yes. I didn't recognize it

because he normally wears a blue coverall.

He is a friend of the witch, yes.

Oh, is that so? But where can can we find this witch?

It's not difficult, he lives over there, on the other side.

Behind the black trees. In the background. -Okay.

On the way, maybe they get lucky and find mushrooms,

the trumpets of death.

Besides, they carry a good tracker. -Yes, thank you, sir.

You are welcome. So, over there. -Okay, thank you.

It is clayey-calcareous, not calcareous. -Okay.

It is not the same thing. -Thank you, goodbye.

Have a nice day. -You too.

Do you remember the first time we met again here?

As if it were yesterday.

I am terribly sorry for leaving without telling you anything,

but after the baby's death it was impossible to commit.

I realized that

much later.

But it is no longer no longer of any importance.

When I heard that you had gone to Montpellier

I almost went with you. -Why didn't you?

I met Véronique.

And are you happy?

Yes.

Very happy.

Especially at this time.

If I may, this is not very serious.

We should go back. With Internal Affairs and all...

At your age you are no longer afraid of witches, right?

I am not afraid of witches.

I don't think there are women with sharp nails

who force children to drink mandrake children to poison them.

Come, Monsieur, stay here.

I don't have a good feeling about it.

Leave it.

Hello? -Hello.

We have come to talk to you about someone. -And you are...?

Members of the SPB, the Batrachian Protection Society.

There are some beautiful species around here.

Have a seat out there. I'll be right back.

Thank you.

See? It's charming. -That's how they attract their prey.

Now he's gone to look for something and then, kaput.

I don't get it.

Sam was a different being.

You know, his astral body is still with us.

And you knew him well?

We never got to know the people.

He arrived here, he asked me to train him in botany.

I am a bit famous in this region.

People here call me the Witch.

Why.

What was he specifically interested in?

The name of the plants, their virtues...

But in his opinion, what use was it to him?

I never ask people questions. They lie all the time.

I didn't even know if Sam was married or had children.

But I saw the depths of his soul. -Had I cast a spell on him?

Let's say I showed him some plants

that help us get out of the limits of the mind. the limits of the mind.

He didn't like that at all, by the way.

It was a year ago. He didn't want to try again.

Why?

It had a kind of

of very negative delirium.

He carried a weight on his shoulders.

She wanted to free herself and that weight was stuck to his skin.

He shouted the word "lu lu."

Yes. This is Datura, isn't it? -Yes.

In fact, Samuel became a specialist.

It is found everywhere, despite being a potent poison.

Yes, as long as the flowers are pretty...

Thank you very much. -You are welcome.

Goodbye. -Goodbye.

Goodbye.

We now know who poisoned Samuel Selam. who poisoned Samuel Selam.

Why would it have done so?

No, what I would like to know is what is the weight he was carrying. is the weight he was carrying.

Well, the weight of deception.

Lying about who you are your whole life is not easy.

Having no one to trust. -Yeah, you're right, but...

And that "lu", who is it? What is it?

Lucifer, the lord of darkness. Lucifer, the witch, the spells.

Or it could be a name. You know.

Of the woman of the villa, we do not know her name.

Too many women for one man.

Tell me, wouldn't you like an egg? You must tell me what you think.

No, but excuse me, in fact...

My mother has prepared a surprise birthday as usual.

And I must go.

See you later. Thank you.

"Hello?" -Yes, it's me.

Come on up, Alex!

No, no one has arrived. I don't know what they are doing.

I am waiting for you.

Hello, my dear. Hello, Monsieur.

I wonder where they are.

No, but they are never late.

Surprise!

It's quite a surprise.

Admit you weren't expecting it, huh? -No.

We always fool you, don't we?

Come on, pour the champagne. -Yes.

And where is Mathis? -He has not been released.

We have received your notes.

Antoine, the glasses. -They are beautiful, they smell like spring.

Now you are a poet. -Well...

Alexandra, what do we wish you this year?

In addition to finding a man and start a family.

Mom... -Mom, stop it.

What did I say now?

Stop. -For you, my Alexandra!

Happy birthday, my dear. -Cheers.

Health, happiness and many grandchildren.

Mom, the gifts.

No, it wasn't necessary. -I embroidered it myself.

What is it?

I don't know. We'll see...

Really? You see me wearing this.

How beautiful! It is wonderful.

Thank you. Hey, I'll try to wear it from time to time.

Yes, it is.

Did you like mom's apron?

Well, it was beautiful. And she embroidered it herself, too.

With these colors, you can use it for use it for autopsies.

It is true.

Well, what's new?

Well, the baby, Iggy...

You know, she is not Selam's daughter.

He figured it all out. There is no marker to match.

And his mother, Lisa,

Have you seen her again?

Yes, I saw her again. -And how is she?

Transformed.

Serene, balanced...

Splendid.

And have you been awakened by something?

No, no, nothing at all.

What about you? Your loves?

Well, I signed up for an online online dating site.

No -Yes.

Nothing. Yes, well, two answers.

Well, the first one was from a guy who wrote to me: "Do you fuck?

Well, not looking like this, of course...

And the second one, a guy and ends up saying...

Don't tell me you're smoking!

No, we talked, Véro.

I met a guy online. -Excuse me?

Account. -Well, how is it?

He is a taxidermist.

Dissects animals, especially foxes.

He loves foxes, also otters.

He looks great, but what does he look like? What does he look like?

Well, I don't know.

That's right, I forgot to ask him, I don't know, I forgot to ask, I don't know.

But in your profile there is a photo, isn't there?

Yes, but it's from a mole. A great stuffed mole.

Yeah, but ask him anyway for a photo next time.

Yes, ask him for it. -Yes, okay.

By the way, your surprise birthday?

As always, a pain in the ass.

I realized that my brother is weird.

Always distracted,

flushed cheeks

and palpitations.

Honestly, I am sure.

He is in love. -Well, what about his wife?

Anyway, at the same time his wife...

Yes, that's right, his wife.

His wife. -So, who is he in love with?

Are you going to stop watching me all the time?

Why? Do you have something to reproach yourself for?

For the record, I wrote the shopping list.

Where are we going? Why don't you say anything?

I am trying to understand why Samuel Selam lied for 21 years.

What is going on?

It is the Internal Affairs.

What do we do? Do we go back to school?

No, we dodge the obstacle.

Come! Selam's parents live right next door.

So you are a colleague of his? -Yes, I am.

I am a forensic doctor and this is Théo, my assistant.

And you take care of him? -Yes.

She must have been proud of him. -Yes, she was.

On our condition, its success was a true miracle.

But it is not easy.

Two children, studies...

No, it was only Samuel who studied.

His brother Patrick

is more difficult.

And growing up in the shadow of a great doctor

must not have been easy for him.

We always loved them so much.

But, for us, Samuel... Well, understand.

And do you think that maybe Patrick

might be a little jealous of his brother and would have...?

My eldest son has been in jail for 3 years.

For Samuel This situation was also difficult for Samuel.

Yes, I can imagine, I would feel that I should succeed for both of us.

Yes, it is.

Was Samuel really in love with his in love with his wife?

I adored her! Her and her son.

Just like us,

covered us with gifts and affection.

What a horror.

It looks good in black.

You are like all the women in the world

condensed into one.

Are you sure this is it? -Yes, I saw Mathieu Selam again.

to ask him where he saw his father with the other woman.

He told me it was here. -Wait for me, I'll be right back.

I'm not going with you? -Well, no.

My brother is paranoid with the guy from Internal Affairs

and with your looks, we are sure to be spotted.

Hello, do you know this man?

They say he comes here a lot.

I do not know him at all.

Samuel Selam, not familiar?

I don't know any Samuel, no Selam and I have a job.

If I see her here again, I will report you.

He's hiding something. He knows Selam, I'm sure of it.

This.

With this.

Was it a compliment when he said

"with your looks"? Was that a compliment?

It's not that I don't have confidence... -It was a compliment.

He is undressing.

Yes, we are now beginning to see to see Samuel Selam's motives.

Maybe she was supporting him.

It's a little bit of every man's dream.

What is it?

Thank you. -You are welcome.

Look what I found for Diane to keep.

Ta-da!

Flirtatious as she is, it will calm her down.

Yes.

Don't you like them?

No, I don't, but I think you should try it.

You might make him hesitate.

In war, anything goes.

They are not bad at all. -No, they are horrible.

A little gift.

To prepare you for your new life as a cowgirl.

Well, I'll leave you to it, because I have a head to date.

The monkey, lies, botany...

That's it, it makes sense.

Oh, yeah?

Frog skin under the nails, do you know what it is used for?

Frog skin? No, no idea. -The bufotenin.

It is an indole alkaloid

segregated by various plant and animal and animal species.

Mainly by a toad called Bufo alvarius called Bufo alvarius.

It is very clear.

And bufotenin is also a potent psychotropic

that provokes altered states of consciousness in man.

So, do you think the woman dressed as an astronaut

have a clandestine laboratory?

It would make sense.

Samuel Selam realizes that he can never become a surgeon.

He needs money, his brother is in jail.

She becomes the only hope for his parents.

That is why he decides to lie.

Yes, sometimes we are capable of anything

so as not to disappoint those we love.

So it does not mention

who suffers from hereditary tremor, which prevents him from practicing.

He uses his knowledge of chemistry chemistry, he is trained in botany.

And offers its services

to an employer who will pay him for his great talent.

Yes.

But what did they manufacture?

Ah, that.

WHO IS LOU?

Iggy?

Hello. -Good evening.

Pass.

I have come for the test results.

Well?

It's my father, isn't it?

Well, no, I'm sorry, Iggy. Samuel Selam is not your father.

Do you want cake?

I made brazo de gitano a while ago.

Test.

Test.

This is disgusting. -Oh, is it?

You are the first who doesn't like it.

Are you sure you are not my father?

One hundred percent.

I don't get it. My mother is behaving strangely

since she saw that article about him. -But how rare?

She finds the article and I see her gawk at it.

A few days later, he decides that we will settle in Bordeaux.

And we come back as if nothing happened. That's it.

As if nothing?

My grandfather lived here. Sometimes we came here in the summer.

But he is dead.

My mother wants to change as soon as we are well somewhere.

Yeah, well, your mother says you have a father,

but you don't believe it. -My father is not my father.

We just have to see each other.

He is very dark, big, very thin, blue eyes.

Nothing in common. Zero. It's not my father, it's not him.

I know it. I feel it.

Police! Don't move!

You can let my sister in. - "Copy that.

Everything is ready.

Here too, check it out.

Come, follow me.

There you have it.

Okay, can you explain it to me?

What is this whole story?

Why does it say "honey" here?

Because it is honey.

Counterfeit honey, reduced with syrup.

Syrup is prohibited.

It is detected by sucrose.

Except that here, in these formulas, there is no sucrose.

He replaced it with a hydrolyzed starch.

And that, the law does not prohibit it, not yet.

A doping laboratory, but for food or something like that.

You have to be a very good chemist

to modify molecules without being illegal.

And he worked on many other products.

Counterfeit chemists who resell their formulas.

We now know how Samuel Selam maintained his standard of living.

Hey, I've seen Lisa's daughter, Iggy.

Poor thing. -Yes, she is lost.

Like all teenagers, but he could have manners.

However, he did tell me something.

Lisa arrived in Bordeaux after locating Samuel Selamen in the newspaper.

What are you getting at?

Well, maybe it's no coincidence that he thought I was his father.

He saw his mother keep a lot of information of information about him,

from one day to the next they move, and months later he is murdered.

But Alex, it's ridiculous. Lisa?

Why would I have done this? What about the cell phone?

We do not know. They may have had a relationship, you don't know anything.

Please don't get too attached to her, don't get too attached to her.

Nice raid this morning.

From you, the compliment has touched my heart.

I'm going to question the suspect. If you will excuse me...

Yes, of course, I was wondering...

How did you know about that lab?

I don't recall seeing you establish any links

between Samuel Selam and that woman.

What made you aware about its existence?

My sense of smell, Commissioner.

My sense of smell.

I don't know why I'm here. I'm not doing anything illegal.

I know. That's what a scam is all about.

I have been reviewing the laws about honey.

And I discovered that there is a decree that fixes the percentage of sucrose

by a maximum of 5%.

I assume you had also read it

and, moreover, and also in detail, right?

Yes.

So, what has he done?

It has replaced sucrose by hydrolyzed starch.

And, of course, it is legal.

While the health authorities authorities are adjusting,

you have found another way. That is the principle of doping.

Since you recognize that it is legal, can you tell me what I am doing here?

Your chemist is dead.

He has been poisoned with Datura.

And that's not very legal.

"Poison is within your knowledge, isn't it? within your knowledge, doesn't it?".

INTERROGATION ROOM

Did you know him for a long time?

Fifteen years.

But I knew nothing about his private life.

It was our deal. Out of the personal.

No names, no addresses.

Did you know he was posing as a doctor? as a doctor?

No.

How much did you earn per month?

25 000.

Okay. 25,000 is a lot of money.

If we remove day-to-day expenses, that leaves a tidy sum.

What was he doing with that money?

He kept it, I think. -He kept it?

For whom? Why? -I don't know for sure.

For a woman, I think.

Which woman?

Someone he had hurt.

I have a question, just like that, out of the blue.

Did you see hovering a strange little blonde girl,

thin and not too short hair near your home?

No, the last one I saw was quite the opposite.

She was a girl with short hair, dark black.

I have not been told his name.

I would like to know who he was.

His name was Samuel Selam.

Did he want to give money to a woman?

Didn't she tell you what he was reproaching himself for?

That woman wouldn't happen to be named Lou, would she?

Why are you talking to me about a Lou?

"Obviously, he had a guilty conscience.

He may have hurt a woman. - "Look, I don't know anything, Alex."

I have to leave.

Yeah, stay away from Lisa, please.

Yes, of course, goodbye.

Goodbye.

She was my sister.

Yes.

I have never asked you, but why did you settle in Bordeaux?

Well, it's a welcoming city it's nice weather, there's the ocean...

Montpellier is also is a welcoming city.

I do not understand the question.

No, it's just that it's rare to come to settle in a place

with whom you have no ties.

Of course I have ties.

Yeah, your father, but he died a long time ago, didn't he?

Antoine, don't you understand?

It is for you that I have returned.

For no one else.

Shit!

Shit!

Girls, come quickly!

Do you like them?

I can't take them off.

Alex? What's going on?

Do you know the child who thought that Samuel Selamera was her father?

Well, he was wrong. Selam is not his father.

You had already told us that.

Already, on the other hand, she was right

that his father is not his real father.

It is not very clear, Alex.

No.

Because, in fact...

His real father

is Antoine.

What? -Is this a joke?

Here.

Crap.

DAUGHTER IGGY BEVILACQUA ALLEGED FATHER ANTOINE DOISNEAU

Crap.

Alex, it's not because we don't trust you that you announce it to your brother.

It's just that...

It would be very difficult for anyone, so for you...

No, we are not saying that you're not a good psychologist, huh?

It's not that. -Well, it is a little bit.

Help me. What should I say?

Don't tell him directly. You embellish it a bit, with nuance.

With what nuances? Shall I tell her that she's only half your daughter? Like this?

No! In the sense of preparing it. -You gild the pill.

You say positive things about parenthood,

the miracle of life and so on.

That's right. You remind her how happy she was when her son was born.

That. And you tell him that a son and a daughter complete the pair.

You put him in the situation until you let him have it.

Okay, I got it.

With tact, with diplomacy. I don't get directly into the fray.

As it is. -Exactly.

I have his picture.

From the seal dissector? -Yes.

Don't miss it. -Mother of God!

Well, yes, it's... -Not bad, is it?

We are meeting for lunch in two days.

Also, collects antique umbrellas.

I think it's made for me, don't you? -Yes.

No? I do. -Yes, yes.

I do not understand anything.

There is nothing to understand. I gave in, that's all.

It's so... you know.

Represents everything I love, Alex.

Well, what about Véronique? -Shut up. It's horrible.

I feel like an idiot. It's never happened to me before.

I don't know what to do, Alex.

You must help me. -And I'm going to help you.

First problem.

You tell Lisa it was a foolish thing to do and you run away from her like the plague.

It's not that simple. I think I love her. -Yes, it is simple.

Because there is another problem and that is something else.

What is the problem?

The miracle of life.

The little couple, remember?

Do you remember how happy you were you were when Mathis was born?

Well...

Anyway...

Iggy is your daughter.

Him, my father?

A cop?

But are you serious?

We don't choose our family. Otherwise you wouldn't have blue hair.

Fuck.

Does Mom know? -We don't know, Iggy.

That's what we wanted to talk to you about. -That's it.

Now you know who your father is.

But there is another issue.

In fact, we would like to understand

why your mother has come here, to Bordeaux.

So there are two hypotheses.

Or she came for me, because she knew.

O came for Selam.

And there

we would have a problem.

I think I'm delirious and I'm going to wake up, is that it?

Iggy, could you tell us about the baby your mother lost

before I had you?

Yes, it's easy. I grew up with my sister's ghost.

And what was that sister's name?

His name was Lou.

So, Lisa comes from Montpellier

and was in the same faculty as Samuel as Samuel,

where he tried to earn his degree.

They are friends, they know each other.

Can you hear me?

Do you think we will be able to to establish something?

What are you doing with a daughter you didn't know you had?

Well, I don't know.

I have no idea.

Let's see,

what was it that weighed on your conscience? on your conscience?

Your cargo.

Who was this Lou for you?

Alex!

He is coming to talk to us. He has made a decision.

He will stay.

But who else? -Diane, who else?

Girls.

I wanted to tell you that...

I have decided to leave.

That's it, it was me because of the boots.

NATIONAL POLICE

He killed my baby.

Lou.

He was one year old.

We were close friends Lou's father, Selam, and me.

We were at home.

The little girl slept.

She was charming.

Suddenly, he began to choke.

We saw that he was suffering.

I screamed and begged him to do something.

It was there,

without moving.

Then he said to me: "We need to call an ambulance."

I told him: "We don't have time, he will die."

And that's when I understood that he was not a doctor.

The ambulance arrived too late.

He cried.

He apologized and then

I told him to leave, I didn't want to see him again.

I never heard from him again until the newspaper article.

And you decided to locate it?

Yes.

And take revenge?

Well, yes, I wanted to kill him, but I didn't.

Why didn't you say anything?

Would you have believed me? Who would have believed me?

With my psychiatric background, my ongoing depressions,

I am the ideal culprit.

But I couldn't stand to see that guy telling everyone he was a doctor.

So, what did you do?

I went crazy.

It had to be over once and for all.

Who did you tell?

"To his wife."

"At first, obviously, I didn't believe him.

How could I believe him?"

Samuel and I had known each other had known each other for 20 years.

And in the end he found out everything.

I didn't want to know.

Then it overtook me.

The doubts wouldn't go away, I was obsessed.

So I did my research, everything.

Then, in the history of your computer,

I found the order

of false diplomas in medicine.

Our son had just failed the first grade. the first grade.

He put a lot of pressure on himself to live up to his father's standards.

He probably held a grudge.

I hated him for it.

Do you realize what it's like to live a lie for 20 years

in the shadow of a man you admire and who is a fictional character?

Last Friday I waited for him.

La Datura, it was he who taught me to recognize it.

"I planted it in the garden."

On Friday, he didn't tell me anything,

but I noticed that he was suspicious.

"So I took a gun that my father had left me and... had left me and..."

I made him do it.

If I could only imagine how much I loved that man.

You should have just told me.

I would have forgiven him.

Hello.

I have to stay with you. -Excuse me?

Mom has taken off. She's going to India to be reunited. To Auroville.

He told me to go with my father, now that I know who he is.

Are you kidding me?

For me, it is not the best day of my life either. is not the best day of my life either.

What a horror.

I have a gift for you. -Why?

For his birthday. Was he afraid? Did he think I would forget?

Scared, maybe not, but thank you. No need for that.

Wait to see what it is.

A stuffed toad.

And that's not all, it's also a coin purse.

It is a coin toad.

You can't imagine what I suffered to catch it.

Thank you, Théo, I appreciate it.

Well, I'm off, I have an appointment. Thank you.

Miss Ehle?

I came to thank you. -For contributing to the research?

It's normal, I'm in the service of law enforcement, you know.

I don't doubt it. Your devotion to the police and the law is admirable.

It makes me blush, commissioner.

I also thank you for taking me for an imbecile.

Don't thank me. I don't make any effort.

It makes my job easier.

I would have liked to to continue with this talk,

but I have a very important appointment.

Do you think you are more astute and above the law?

I will prove to you that it is not and, when I'm done with you,

will consider herself lucky if she doesn't end up in jail.

Okay, but, for now, I'll consider myself lucky

for getting rid of you this afternoon. from you this afternoon.

I have to go, I'm late. Help me.

That's what we do. -That's what we're here for.

Well, what about this one?

Is that yours? -No, it's very femme fatale.

Not for the first date. You seem too confident.

Okay.

This one? -Morticia Adams.

Why don't I go in a white shirt?

It's more fun, isn't it?

We'll choose it ourselves, okay? -Ready!

Look at these mini-trousers. -No, no.

But wait, this one is mine.

You may have lent it to me, right?

What a nerve. -It's been a while, it's true.

Ready, this one. -It's nice.

Why not, I'll try it on.

Dissector and collector of unexpected umbrellas.

Do you see how worthwhile worth it?

Do you think...

I'm glad you're leaving?

I'll be back with a lot of new of new jaws

and with worms.

And with huge flies? -With huge flies.

What about this one? Okay?

Isn't it missing something red or...? -No, no, no.

Don't change anything, you look perfect. -Perfect, but you're late.

Then I'm leaving, aren't I? -Yes, you don't need us anymore.

I'm going, but I'm scared to death.

Okay, thank you. Well, see you later.

Hello. -Hello.

Can you take care of her while I prepare Véronique?

Yes, of course.

Okay.

Well, then...

Everything will be fine.