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God ...

Madame Steinheil,

well, you are a liberal.

At your service, Colonel.

Until you mention me in your reports.

And what do you say to Puybaraud?

Well, I seduced you.

"I sleep with Gabriel Sabran de Ponteves.

I am an excellent agent, commissioner, I deserve a raise. "

What should I tell him?

Was it Puybaraud asking you to get close to me?

No.

Right?

He didn't talk about you at all.

Goodwill gesture?

I know for sure that I will not tell Monsieur Puybaraudt.

That Gabriel Sabran is different.

That he's smart.

And full of sorrow.

That he despises the Gerens.

And he hates Drumont.

And it seems to me

that you dislike your father.

For such words you can be killed.

But not right now, is it?

What's the matter?

Want to call - order a drink.

I know people like you.

Don't drink anything, come in to warm up and call.

But they didn't answer me.

This is no longer my concern. What to pour for you?

Lemonade.

Lemonade for monsieur.

Connect with Maison Laffite.

The estate of Ponteves.

Why do you need a phone if you don't answer?

- Gabriel, what happened? - We must go. Are you ready?

Can you help me?

- Who called you? - No one.

I shouldn't have called you here.

Usually men regret a night with me much later.

I'm not talking about you.

I shouldn't have been here.

- I can trust you? - What?

Do you want to sell me something?

Take me home and you will find out.

PARIS POLICE 1900

Good evening.

- Are you here? - I'm at home.

- Let me introduce ... - Adolphe Steinheil.

I am madam's husband.

And you?

Gabriel Sabran de Ponteves.

Very nice.

Marguerite has a weakness for men in shape.

Madame Steinheil wanted to show me your work.

I's thinking of ordering U a portrait.

Unfortunately, I am not taking orders yet.

Understand. You are popular.

Voila.

I hasten to disappoint you: you won't be Aunt Nellie.

This is what we call my wife's many guests.

My seven-year-old daughter is still looking forward to meeting this aunt.

Mother?

I'm coming, dear.

Mom will be coming soon.

I'm sorry.

I didn't know he was at home.

Tell Puybaraud I got you through.

Then he will leave you alone.

I have something for you.

- Very valuable. - You have a daughter.

And family.

Stay away from the Guerins. From my father.

From me.

You...

... all smelled.

And you smelled of paints.

To each his own.

Mom is at home, dear.

Sleep tight.

And if you do well at school,

you can become police officers like your dad.

You will arrest criminals, protect the weak.

And you, beauty, will find yourself a good husband,

you will cook for him as tasty as mom.

Well?

Is everyone well behaved?

Julien got into a fight yesterday.

Is it true, Julien?

Careful, my boy, from fights to prison is one step.

- Have you heard Monsieur Puybaraudt? - Come on.

All the boys are like that. I in his years ...

Madame Fiersi, jam is a miracle.

How do you prepare it?

Come on, children. Daddy & Monsieur Puybaraudt've to work.

How are you?

Okay.

Why are you so secretive with me?

You split it yesterday. Was it hard?

He admitted.

Nothing else matters.

Are you sure?

You were right, I was wrong.

As usual.

You know, I might be promoted soon .

And of course, I won't forget you.

Josephine Berger case is closed.

The killer is Jeannot Dorne, her neighbor.

He confessed everything to Inspector Fiersi.

That's bullshit. The neighbor is innocent, U know that.

It doesn't matter what I know.

What matters is what we can prove.

I was at the crime scene.

Opened the apartment with Fiersi's key. Josephine Berger's dismembered there.

At 31 rue de Nevers.

Every morning I get fire reports.

Directly the scourge of God.

It was four last night.

Seven victims.

Rue Folies-Méricourt, rue d'Alesia, rue Fran-Bourgeois ...

And rue de Never.

Just don't bother w/ Inspector Fiersi.

The prefect'll announce the decision about the case of Josephine Berger,

and we will not dispute it. Got it?

You will send an innocent person to the scaffold.

Yes I know.

I know.

But they hurried and acted carelessly.

The Josephine Berger case is closed.

But...

Emile Terray's murder has yet to be solved, right?

We'll find a chimney sweep.

Alive.

And find out who hired him.

Tell us about yesterday evening.

In all the details.

What did you see? What have you heard?

I'll go to the prefect with a report,

and it must be convincing.

Gentlemen, I'm glad to report that

... the suitcase case was finally closed.

Thanks to the brilliant work of the police

the killer, Jeannot Dorne's captured by Inspector Fiersi of the Sureté brigade.

The detainee decided to clear his conscience

and confessed to what he had done. That's all, thanks.

Monsieur Prefect! One question, Monsieur Prefect!

Your husband slept with this woman.

He confessed everything.

I do not believe.

I'm sorry, Madame Dorne.

You are not an accomplice, you are a victim.

You have nothing to fear.

I'll have to look for a nanny.

I work at night

I won't be home. - Don't think about it yet.

The rent is paid for 6 months in advance.

As for your craft,

in Paris, thousands of women trade themselves.

We can find you a decent place.

You can also become our informant.

An informant?

I would be glad.

But I don't know anyone.

You know me.

This is an advance.

Do I need to sleep with you?

Your body is cleansed.

I was told this process will be difficult.

It's already hard for me.

But this is a necessary evil.

Your friends from the French Women's Congress R worried about your absence.

Didn't know you were a feminist.

Why not?

It's time to help each other, okay?

I fell into a trap prepared for you.

But who set you up?

I found a client for you.

Prefect Lepine wants to order a portrait for you.

Oh, I'm sorry, you don't take orders now.

Prefect Lepine? Fine.

You are well done.

I was beginning to worry that U were losing your grip, but no.

- I do what I can. - Yes, you are smart.

You have talent, dear.

Mom found you a job? Are you happy?

The manifestations?

One copy.

How hungry I am.

Let's go dear.

Let's have lunch in the city.

I need your subscriber's address.

I'm investigating.

Jeanne Chauvin.

No, I don't know her address.

You hear?

You there?

Monsieur Inspector, this is the telephone directory.

Or Botten's guide.

It was introduced by Sebastian Botten in '98.

Did he have a phone?

Monsieur Bottin compiled an almanac of all shops and businesses.

And the name stuck.

A secular reference book will be released next year .

Doesn't your team have that? He'd help U w/ your investigations.

Subscribers are listed in alphabetical order.

I raise my glass

for the most brilliant of us,

for the inspector, or rather,

future Commissioner Fiersi.

U don't like being a commissioner, just wiping your pants is such a bore.

C'mon. He will come to us sometimes.

Chill out.

Congratulations.

Gentlemen. Gentlemen.

As we celebrate, rebellion is brewing.

Work doesn't wait.

We received an order from the Ministry of Interior.

Here is a list of people to be tracked.

Get ready to arrest them.

So.

League of Patriots: Monsieur Derulede, Barillier, Beyer.

Detachment leaders from La Villette:

Monsieur Dumas, Sarrazen, the Viola brothers.

Anti-Semitic Youth: Dubuc and Kayi.

Anti-Semitic League: Jules Guerin.

The rest of the list are followers of these people.

A total of 32 people.

Does Monsieur Prefect have anything to add?

You heard Commissioner Puybaraud.

Gentlemen. Get to work.

You told Puybaraud to keep an eye on the leagues!

And I was not notified.

- Just ordered. - Tomorrow the leagues will unite.

In 3 days, Drumont'll raise a vote of no confidence in the assembly & it will pass.

If we don't deal with them now, we're finished.

For all of us.

But we have nth to arrest them for.

Conspiracy against the government.

Guerin is as repulsive to me as it is to you, monsieur.

But the leagues have the right to vote in the assembly.

And put forward a vote of no confidence.

They are not doing anything illegal.

Dreyfus is in Rennes. The trial will take place tomorrow.

The army only needs a pretext to take the capital.

- And you just hand over it? - Enough!

You were summoned to keep Paris, but U & your wife were not kept in check!

Do as you are told.

Or we will find a replacement for you.

No, my friends.

No.

I won't slaughter a pig today.

Today my knife is out for blood

but not animal blood,

and the blood of traitors!

Today

France is seething with anger.

Lawlessness reigns today.

In Rennes,

in the courtroom.

Our army is sitting in the dock.

And who is judging her?

Jews.

Today traitors and Jews rule France.

The French police are preparing to arrest you today .

But today

we won't let them get away with it.

Today

there was hope.

Because today we are celebrating

unification of leagues!

Today we unite for France!

Anti-Semites.

Patriots.

Bonapartists.

Royalists.

Long live France!

Long live France!

Death to the Jews!

Death to the Jews!

Death to the Jews!

Death to the Jews!

Quiet! Let's stomp.

Forward!

Open the door.

Come on!

Antoine, Sebastian, stop!

This is a policeman.

Why are you not sleeping?

I was waiting you.

Do you want to talk?

I don't want to go to jail. Monsieur Puybaraudt said ...

Don't listen to him.

You won't go to jail.

You didn't do anything like that.

Do you hear?

You are not guilty of anything.

There was coffee left.

About yesterday ...

We defended Mademoiselle Chauvin.

Weidmann's office is closed.

And she was threatened.

I understand.

Where is Mademoiselle Chauvin?

Will be back before lunch.

I asked you to wait.

Sugar?

The spoons are in the second drawer.

Do you come here often?

Sometimes.

I myself can protect Mademoiselle Chauvin.

- How long have U been in the police? - Four years.

- Do you like it there? - More than.

Every day is like a holiday.

Better only to catch the anarchists.

Well, see you soon.

You don't need me anymore.

You can be free.

I'll tell Monsieur Puybaraudt that the Guerinas've gotten to the bottom of U.

That they think you R agent of Sûreté.

Thanks.

I want to get a picture of Madame Lepine.

I destroyed it.

You're not stupid enough to sell it, are you?

You are brave, but not crazy.

I destroyed it.

I'll pretend to believe.

Monsieur.

This abomination was filmed in my workshop!

Don't even argue. Who is it?

I asked who it was.

Madam Lepine.

The original is in the bank.

You still have a safe there?

I don't have access to it.

Why do you need it?

You just ran into Inspector Fiersi. He is from Sûreté.

If something happens to me, if I leave...

and won't come back...

tell him.

Him. And no one else.

It's time for me, monsieur.

In Rennes. To the Dreyfus trial.

I'll be back soon.

- When do you testify? - Tuesday.

I assure you in my absence

anthropometric department ... - Will continue to work. I know that.

There are no irreplaceable ones.

Imagine if Dreyfus was acquitted ...

But I'm sure that graphology ...

That is, they will laugh at me.

Will be dismissed.

You're in no danger, professor.

When you return from Rennes, the seat in the prefecture will be yours.

If I remain prefect.

I can’t promise anything more.

Thank you, monsieur.

How is Madame Lepine doing?

Okay.

And ... Madame Bertillon?

Okay.

Fine.

She has...

Things are good.

You could invite friends to visit.

They would make sure you were in good health.

Need to shut up the gossips?

You don't like me, do you, Hector?

I do not know how to behave, I cause trouble.

And you are so concerned about my husband.

Monsieur prefect asked me

give you opium if necessary.

No thanks.

You are a good manager.

But you are not a police officer.

Surveillance, investigations ...

This is not yours.

Can you help me with sth?

Find me the address of the Countess de Vaudois.

Are you sleeping with that anarchist?

Me? No.

I don't know about Mademoiselle Chauvin.

She loves stray cats.

- Who is it? - Madame Adelaide Berger.

She is Josephine's mother.

Weidmann's office will be represented Madame Berger

at a meeting on custody of her grandson Matthias.

Has she arrived yet?

The letter goes on for a week.

I sent a telegram. It's faster this way.

But why didn't you tell me?

You told the prefect about the cheque.

You did the right thing. But it was worth warning.

- In the morning I woke up ... - In my bedroom?

- I mean ... - Naked?

- I don't remember anything, U & I? .. - No.

But you talked a lot about yourself.

About childhood, how U wanted to become a policeman,

why are you so shy.

I'm kidding.

You were just sleeping.

So you slept with that anarchist?

Do I look like a virgin?

- Whore. - What?

I said nothing.

It means that you think too loudly.

- Whore ?! - No. If you hit me, I will answer.

Get out.

- I want to talk to madam. - Of course.

When we come to the prefecture for her daughter's body.

Then interrogate her. In my presence.

No, I'll interrogate her now.

Better not to argue w/ him. He's in a hurry.

Madame Berger.

I am Inspector Antoine Jouin from the Prefecture of Paris.

My condolences...

A-P-X 38. Yes, this is our shirt.

The laundry belongs to my father

Gerard Barthe. J-B.

But I do all the work.

A-P - your initials?

Anatole Poitreau, at your service.

This shirt is a uniform. Good quality.

I would say for an officer.

Colonel or captain.

Can you find out who it belongs to?

Any customer size number 38.

What a pity.

Do U wash the clothes of all the officers at Fontenoy Barracks?

Yes, monsieur, this is such an honor.

And Gabriel Sabran de Ponteves?

Yes, he is one of our clients.

- Size 38? - Seems to be yes.

Left! Left! Left!

Gabriel Sabran de Ponteves.

Born in Bischofshem, Alsace,

in April 1867.

The only son of Count Henri Sabran de Ponteves.

Saint-Cyr, military academy,

ninth in class 1893.

In 1894 he moved from cavalry to reconnaissance.

Two years at the front

then he went to serve in the Ministry of Defense.

Single.

An enviable party.

Speaks out against his father.

Gabriel Sabran.

And he does not hide it.

Inspector Ruyen heard this personally.

And an hour after the inspector left, the apartment burned down.

Do you know who was there with Sabran?

Steinheil.

Informant of Puybaraud.

- Shall we interrogate her? - In no case.

I'll take care of Madame Steinheil personally.

If the picture is published, the prefect is finished.

Three or four copies are enough.

Waldeck. A couple of deputies.

Newspaper editor.

There will be conversations throughout the city.

Monsieur Prefect will be a laughing stock.

Sell ​​it to my father.

He will make you rich.

But you will become his hostage.

You will live in a country where the Guerins are barons,

The Drumons are ministers, and you courtesan

you will work for them.

Do I have a choice?

Will anyone offer more?

No.

Don't look for meetings with me.

I want that during my absence

the department worked flawlessly.

If you go wrong, I'll find out. All clear?

For now, the head of the laboratory will be ...

Burnazel.

Think I'm already blown away?

Think it's time for the old man to retire?

- Of course not. - Yes! I see everything.

"Dreyfus is innocent, Bertillon is an old fool.

Make way for the young. "

But graphology doesn't lie, it's science!

As well as bertillonage!

And I'll go to Rennes and prove it

and the spy will get what he deserves!

Well, step aside! I am late!

Move.

The Countess of Vodois?

Are you talking about an old goat who fancies herself a queen?

Third floor, right.

Open.

Are you a coachman? I have two suitcases...

so don't expect to rip off more than ...

I don't remember inviting you.

You are leaving? And where to?

In Monte Carlo.

Have you been there? It's wonderful there in the summer.

Monte Carlo? At whose expense?

You have nothing to buy a dress, U always go around in old rags.

Get out of my house.

House?

Oh, yes, of course.

House.

Do you know what you can see if you pick up a stone?

Every abomination crawling underneath.

You lured me to the artist & set me up. Who is behind this?

Madame Steinheil asked for a favor.

I agreed.

She sent me away before ...

Give me heroin?

Darling, no one forced you.

You yourself agreed to this.

What are your expensive hobbies. Morphine.

Nobody buys syringes for me, madam.

I pay for everything myself!

Now get out of my house!

Or I will destroy what's left of your ...

Do you think I'm afraid of a scandal?

I left the door open.

Let the neighbors admire this performance.

- Who ordered to set me up? - No one.

Come on, you old bitch! Who?!

- Who ?! - No one!

No one! Enough!

Madam!

Think you have nothing to lose?

Do you think it won't get any worse?

When I'm done, my husband will arrest you.

He'll figure out the motive.

Or come up with it.

And I will personally check

so that the guards at Saint-Lazare will take care of you.

It's not over yet.

It can always get worse.

Who gave the order?

Puybaraud.

Have you met Aunt Nelly?

When she comes to my mother, they won't let me in.

Daddy too.

Is she hiding because she is ugly?

Or...

Maybe it's me - that same Aunt Nelly?

Or maybe there are several of them?

You have several aunts, because mom has a big family.

And many little secrets.

Your mom is so secretive, isn't she?

I was joking.

You know I love your mom.

And I wish her well.

By the way, I came to invite her to visit.

Will you let her go?

She doesn't want to go with you.

But she has to.

She's an adult.

Adults know that there is not always a choice.

I don't want her to leave.

Do you want to come with us?

No!

Sweetty...

Today dad will read you a fairy tale.

Okay?

And tomorrow I'll read it.

I promise. Let's go.

All is ready?

We called in reinforcements for arrests.

The boss told me to stay with you.

He's in the ministry.

I think,

something serious is brewing.

Nonsense.

Tell me

why are we opposing the leagues?

Usually we are on the same side with their representatives.

Have you checked the addresses of those butchers?

Two of them don't fit.

- Viola brothers. - I checked everything.

Well, just like that ...

Thanks.

I almost forgot...

A message to U fr/ a certain Steinheil.

He asks you to visit him.

Dead end Ronsen.

Do you know who this is?

Husband of Lethal Tongue.

I came to talk.

Scammers.

How many have I seen them ...

They are easy to find.

At the train stations, @ the recruitment office, at the exit from Saint-Lazare.

They are hungry & we R ready to pay.

We help them.

"One family needs a maid, I can arrange for you.

You will clean up.

Fumbling in your pockets. Digging thru trash. Sleep w/ him.

Listen.

Report.

I saw Josephine ...

...three times.

When I hired her.

When introduced by Monsieur Puybaraudt.

And when she was arrested.

Remember the rotten meat scandal?

Yes.

We were interested in Guerins.

These bums suddenly got rich. Why?

Through them they reached Sabran, through him - to Josephine.

House maid. Beautiful.

Full of life.

We were introduced by a butcher from La Villette.

Emile Terry.

This bull ...

He loved her.

I recruited her & introduced her to Monsieur Puybaraudt.

He gave her a nickname.

Swallow.

"Flies fast, will go far."

They communicated directly.

As with all promising agents.

There is a golden rule.

Protect your informants.

Or U'll have to look for new ones.

But you did not save Josephine.

Monsieur Puybaraudt has a file on Swallow.

I found it.

And he took this letter.

I, Gabriel Sabran de Ponteves,

I admit that I am the father of Matthias Berger,

born 12 July 1896 in Saint-Lazare ".

Acknowledgment of paternity.

The son of Josephine is the heir to the Sabran fortune.

That's the motive for the murder.

Puybaraud knew everything.

"What is your name, dear?"

"My name is Alice,

Your Majesty "-

Alice responds respectfully.

& she herself thinks: "Oh, priests!

Yes, these are all cards, card of kings and queens!

Why should I be afraid of them? "

The Queen of Hearts turned purple with anger

goggled her burning eyes at her,

like a wild wolf,

and barked:

"Blow off her head!"

We were not introduced to each other, Madame Steinheil.

But you know my son.

Gabriel.