All language subtitles for Le.Bureau.des.Légendes.S03E05.Episode.5.1080p.BluRay.DD5.1.x264-SA89.en

We have to leave.

Take your time cleaning up.
Sibel will show you out.

Say goodbye to the gentleman.

Let's go.

Deadly attack on Ahmad Shahanah

Deadly attack on Ahmad Shahanah

Yes, it's me. Go ahead.

It's Marie-Jeanne.

I think we have a problem.

Goodbye.

Having a nice day?
- No.

I can't seem to reach Henri Duflot.

You know where he is?

You're seeing him today, right?

Tell him I want to speak to him.

Are you trying to get on my nerves?
- Yes.

It's working.

Shahanah's death forces us
to stop using the negotiations

to contact Cochise.

We'll use the message
he left on the train diagram

to organize a meeting directly.

The GPS coordinates he gave us
are for Jarabulus,

in northern Syria.

Cochise also gave us a date:
October 31.

He gave no further indications.

We have to figure out how to reach him,

knowing that he'll be in Jarabulus
on that date.

Why Jarabulus?

Because the Coalition forces
are in Beyadi,

6 clicks from there,
ready to take back the city.

And Jarabulus is defended
by an Iraqi contingent of ISIS.

Cochise is Iraqi.
He'll be encouraging the troops.

Is there a meeting place I can suggest?

This is Point A,

where the Coalition forces are based.

Kurds, Americans,

Sunnis, Syrians, and a few of our guys.

It's our base camp.

You'll leave from here.

This is Point B.

You'll be escorted there by our people.

From there,
they'll let you leave on your own

towards Point C,

an old farming site.

Cochise will leave from Jarabulus.

He'll probably be escorted,
and like you,

he'll leave his escort
near the riverbank,

so no one sees him meeting you.

What will he tell his men?
We have to give him a story.

We're on it.
You'll have it this afternoon.

You'll meet up with Cochise here.

It's a neutral zone,
where no one dares to go.

The Kurds are afraid of ISIS bullets,

and ISIS is afraid
of running into women.

No one can see you together.

No one can know you're speaking.

Your escorts will only know
half the story.

I repeat, only half.

They'll bring you to Point B,

and they'll let you leave alone,
toward Point C.

And they'll wait for your return.

So from Point B onwards,
I'm alone.

I'll meet
a high-ranking ISIS officer alone.

My escort will be 500 meters away.
Right?

Affirmative.

Your guy will be alone too,
betraying his men.

He's risking as much as you.

I understand fully.

Having a source so highly ranked
within ISIS is priceless.

Maybe we were right
to collaborate with Saddam Hussein.

You mean,
by helping him build nuclear plants?

Yes.

You'll retire on the heels
of a historical recruitment mission.

With one of my agents
being held hostage by ISIS.

I'll only say this once
because I know that's enough.

I'll never mention it again,
so as not to offend you.

But I have to say it.

Go ahead.

This mission has nothing to do
with Malotru.

You're meeting Cochise to recruit him,
not to free the French hostage.

Don't mix everything up.
Don't parasite this mission.

It could be major.

Maybe even a turning point in the war.
Understand?

A turning point in the war.

Malotru's nothing, in comparison.

Nothing.

Do we agree?

Am I interrupting?

Not at all.
Have a seat.

I need to heat up my food.

I'm happy to see you.

How are you, Marie-Jeanne?

Not so well.

Shahanah is dead.
- I know.

Why are you smiling?

Why shouldn't I?

It's funny, isn't it?

You'll leave, and I'll be left alone
holding the Malotru file.

He'll use Shahanah's death
as an excuse to stop any initiative.

I guarantee it.

If you were still running things,
you'd stand up to him.

But I don't know how to.

Do what you always do with me.

I don't stand up to you.

You don't?

Shahanah was killed this morning.

He was a bad apple.

He was too controversial
to be an intermediary.

Aren't terrorist intermediaries
usually controversial?

I won't discuss this here with you.

Okay.

Where, then?

Clear the room.

We're not in a hostage situation.
This isn't a hostage situation.

He's an agent of ours.

No one knows and no one should.

He's also a mole.
No one here knows that either.

It was crazy to go through Shahanah.
I was against it.

But it is what it is,
and it ends now.

Do you understand?
It ends now.

We're closing the Crisis Room?

That's not what I said.

If the current talks are interrupted,
we let it go.

That's what I'm saying.

What if they resume?

Without Shahanah?

He's dead.

Keep me posted.

Mrs. Anselem.

Hello.

Some of my colleagues
ignore the no-smoking rule.

I admit, I've given up.

So I can have a smoke?

You might as well...

The Kurds are fighting to free these
territories from ISIS's stronghold.

If they succeed,
their dream will finally come true.

The creation
of an autonomous Kurdish province,

based on the model of Iraqi Kurdistan.

But the majority of Sunnis living here

will never accept Kurdish control.

The Turks won't either.

The Kurds are dying
to liberate these cities

but they won't ever settle there.

We'll have to offer them compensation.

That's what we work on here,
far from the combat zones.

Making any headway?

If I were, I'd be eligible
for the Nobel Peace Prize.

That's why they chose me.
It's an impossible task.

But we have to be able to say we tried.

Shall we get to the point?

Don't worry,
I won't scold you for throwing it out.

But the mike we placed inside
is useless now.

What do you mean?
- Shahanah is dead.

What?

Assassinated this morning.

By whom?

We don't know.

The MO doesn't point
to anyone in particular.

That's horrible!

It is.

Especially since
he was our only contact.

Is it possible to find the woman
you spoke with in Gaziantep?

I don't see how.
Shahanah always set up the meetings.

I know that.

Isn't there a single detail

that could help you find
a way to contact her?

There aren't any details
I haven't shared with you.

I had a long debriefing each time.

If you think of anything,
please tell me.

What are you doing?

I'm killing you.

Just kidding.

It's some medicine.

You're weak and you need to be strong.

Good news and bad news.

Good news: my friends
dropped me some stuff by parachute.

A sat phone, maps, clothes,
food and water.

How did they know where we were?

GPS.

And the bad news?

I saw the bag fall from the sky,
so others did too.

We have to leave now.

Where's the road?
- No road. Too dangerous.

We leave the car
and go into the mountains.

I'm too weak.

No, you're not.

I gave you some drugs.

Give me your phone.

No.

I'll call my friends.

You will call no one.

My boss wants you.
He wants to trade you.

For what?

FSB agents in jail in Ukraine.

Let me tell my boss I'm out.

I said no.

This is Abu Bashar, the Russian.

I need your help.

A vehicle and a safe-conduct pass.

Don't forget what I did for you.

Fine.

What do you want to do with that?

Your phone.

Kill me?

No chance you can escape without me.

I called somebody.

They'll bring a car for us.

Where?

20 kilometers.

Don't ever give me that drug again.

You needed to walk.

Or you die.

I prefer to die.

No you don't.

How are you feeling?

I'm good.
I barely limp anymore.

Come.

Will there be several of us?

We're waiting for one colleague.

Where should I sit?

Wherever you want.

Here...

When do you go back?

In 2 days.

We're preparing a mission.
I'd like you to be our liaison officer.

My boss is coming to Beyadi.

I need you to take care of him,
with 2 men you trust.

Will my cousins do?

Very good.

Will you come too?

If you want it to be successful,
you can't come.

It's a joke!

You've too serious.
Is something wrong?

It's just strange to see you here,
dressed like that.

You like it?

I do.

No joke.

This is Claudine.

She'll give you the details.
- Hello.

Did you tell her anything?

Just an overview.

Let's start from the top.

That would be good.

I'll leave you to it.

You didn't answer me.

Are you coming with your boss?

Or maybe you are?

I'm not, but he is.
At least, I think so.

Did you do what I asked?

I assume you just want the results?
- Yes.

We have nothing so far.

This woman in a niqab
that Nadia el-Mansour met twice...

No one knows her.

There's more to come,
but we've asked many sources.

In Damascus.
In Manbij, liberated by the Kurds,

In Raqqa...

And no result?

Nothing on a woman named Lely,
married to an ISIS fighter,

who's 6 months pregnant,
and might be an intermediary.

Can I tell you something?

Sure.

I believe you are in part
responsible for Shahanah's death.

And for Guillaume Debailly's
current situation.

Exactly.

You suggested that the negotiations

could also be used
to send a message to Cochise.

ISIS' police learned
there was a traitor among them,

someone we communicated with.

That the channel opened by Shahanah
was used for this purpose.

So Shahanah was punished.

The woman in the niqab
was probably executed as well.

That makes sense.

But I heard it was
the Iranian secret service

that killed Shahanah.

Where did you hear that?

The Iran desk.
- Clément Migaud?

Caroline Coche.

Reliability factor?

From the Iran desk? Zero.
But they'd say I'm a spiteful gossip.

So I'll repeat what I was told.
75 % reliable.

You're welcome.

Don't worry.

I don't get offended
when I'm wrongly accused.

Can we talk?

I hear you know who killed Shahanah.

The Iranian secret service.

Why don't I know that?

No idea. Why would you?

Shahanah is important to me.

I didn't know that.

When I see you, you won't talk shop.
You just want...

Okay.

Why would they do that?

He was trafficking with ISIS.

They cleaned out
a Persian art museum,

and he sold it all to collectors.

Maybe Iran was sending a message.
'Hands off our art.'

Come with me, please.

In your recordings of Samuel Gendron,
Nadia's assistant,

is Shahanah ever mentioned?

I don't know. I can check.

I want to know if he mentioned Shahanah
to his Iranian lover.

Why would he do that?

Please check.

Is there a link between
Nadia el-Mansour and Shahanah?

Does his death affect her?

Marie-Jeanne, a call for you.

Yes?
- Someone wants to talk to Mrs. Anselem.

I'll take the call.

Hello, this is Nadia el-Mansour.

You asked me how to contact
that woman, Lely.

She just called me.

She wants to see me.

The statistics speak for themselves.

In 85 % of cases
where ISIS relaunched the negotiations

of their own initiative...

In 85 % of those cases,

they had already lost control
of the hostage.

In 70 % of the cases,
the hostage was already dead.

I won't bother with the stats
on the hostages' cause of death.

Illness, execution, screw-up...

So, in 15 % of these cases,

the hostage had simply disappeared.

Kidnapped by another group, or escaped.

I'll spare you the stats

on the success rate of escapes
in the middle of ISIS territory.

No, please tell us.

We only know of one case.

The man wasn't being held.
He was only on house arrest.

We're talking 0 %.

That's right.

How many cases of unsuccessful escapes
are there?

9 %.

So, to summarize,

ISIS is relaunching the negotiations.

This means there's a 70 % chance
that Guillaume is dead.

And a 9 % chance that he escaped.

With zero chance of making it out alive.

On his own.

Making it out alive on his own.

But if he has help...

which category is he in?

Has he escaped or been freed?

Thank you, Vincent.

Are we bailing on the meeting?

There's only a 15 % chance
they have Guillaume.

It's worth it.

With Shahanah dead,
who knows what they'll do?

Are they relaunching negotiations,
or just seeking revenge?

It's too risky.
We're in the dark.

I'll volunteer.

That's good.

I'll tell Guillaume,

once he's proven the stats wrong.

We must keep our ears wide open.

Mobilize your sources.

Mobilize everyone on the field.

Try to find out if there's
a hostage missing somewhere.

Jonas,

I'm sorry about earlier.

If you're somewhere out there,

I'll bring you home.

FSB told me there's been a battle here,

and everybody left.

I called the guy,

a jihadist I know.

I told him I survived this battle.

I want him to bring me a pass
to see my family.

A pass and a vehicle.

Why would he do that?

He owes me big.

I saved his life.

What does he care?

I thought every jihadist was a kamikaze.

That's what I thought too.

He will come soon.

Go and hide.

Catch this traitor

Shut up. Hide.

Look!

You want to die?

Shit...

You think they have the picture?

We'll find out.

Hello.

Hello.

Who attacked you?

The Americans.

Did you kill any?

I wish I had.

Soon, God willing.

You have the paper?

I requested it for me.

It says I have the right
to leave the Caliphate

to get my wife
who's waiting at the border.

With this,
you'll get through the roadblocks.

If they ask your identity,
you give the name written here.

Traitor!

By the grace of God,

I should kill you here and now.

I'll give you a few hours' head start.

You saved me.

I'll save you.

Those are young companions
who don't understand anything.

I no longer owe you anything, brother.

Now, save your skin, inch'allah.

But I don't think you'll make it.

You can come out.

My picture's on every phone.

It's bad.

Why not mine?

They don't want people to know
the hostage is missing.

Hit me.

Change my face.
Hit me.

With my face, we have no chance.

Harder.

Shit...

Hit the door.

Come on. We have no time.

I'm okay.

Come on, Daniel!
Now!

Mr. Duflot?
Someone to see you.

For me?
- It's your wife.

What is it?

What's wrong with you?
- Nothing.

You sat down like an old man.

Thanks.

What's this?
- I hit myself.

I have a meeting to talk
to the General Director.

In a half-hour.

To say what?

I don't want you to go.
- That's not smart.

It's smart to leave
right before you retire?

You made an appointment
with the Director?

No, but I will.
And he'll see me, believe me.

When I tell him you can barely
step into the bathtub...

We'll see if he still wants to send you.

Where is this mission?

Is it dangerous?

What are you trying to prove?

This is absurd.

The mission isn't absurd,
it's necessary.

And it has to be you?

I don't believe that.

Thanks a lot.

Why are you worried?
I left several times last year.

Did you train for combat then?

I want to get in shape.

Oh, really?

If you lie like that on the job,
it's a wonder you've had a career.

I have a meeting.

Stop it.

Old earplugs?

A pair of hand-knit socks?

You're pretty good, you know.

Why's that?

People only know your alias, the Mule.

I searched in the records
to find your first name.

Zilch.

I tried to pry it out of HR.
Nothing.

No one knows your name.

Bravo.

I know your alias.

Go ahead.
- The Jerk.

I'll keep it short.
I'm bad at long speeches.

No!

I've already said it all, anyway.

I don't know if there's
a compliment left to give him.

He's kind,

intelligent,

morally upstanding,

funny,

well...

at least, he tries to be...

I already said 'intelligent'.

Simple.

Firm, when needed.

Thank you for that.
Sometimes, we need it.

Firm, but fair.

A father to us all.

I guess we can finally say it.

You've been a father to us.

We'd do anything for you,
anything to please you.

Give me your youth, Marie-Jeanne.

You've already taken it.

I gave you my best years.

That's true.

Let me continue...

You knew how to love us.

How to encourage us,
to make us better ourselves.

In short...

you knew how to protect us.

So I'd like to say, 'Thanks, Dad'.

Thanks Dad!

Thank you, children.

Thank you for this lovely gift.

Now I know what to do once I'm retired.

I'll take up golf.
But you made a mistake.

I like to fish.

Fish for intel...
- Indeed.

Thank you so very much!

That's enough!
- Bedtime.

Back to work.

Mr. Duflot?

I have something for you.

Open it up.

I don't smoke.

Yes, you do.

The night before a mission.

How do you know?

I work in Intelligence.

How do you know
I'm leaving on a mission?

I didn't.

So you tricked me?

Looks that way.

Thank you, Mule.

You can do better than that.

Thank you, Daisy.

Thank you, Henri.

Do you have what I asked for?

I do.

They don't make these anymore.

They're illegal now.

The army laboratory halted production
in 1991.

Ministry's order.

But I managed.

How did you do it?

You'll never guess.

On the dark web, the Tor network.
Paid in bitcoin.

Should I tell you I'm joking, or not?

I can't decide.
- Give me that.

It's not cyanide.

They stopped making that in the 1960's.

It's a neurotoxic cocktail.

Works in a few seconds.

How does it work?
Do I swallow it?

Crack the vial with your teeth first.

Or break it with your fingers.
Skin contact will work too.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Call it my contribution.

Don't look so sad.

My great-uncle was a Resistant.

They gave him one,
in the Maquis.

I grew up with that story.
It's a family superstition.

It reassures me
when I leave on a mission.

Nothing more.

Fallujah Region
Iraq

Some men are coming.

They're masked and armed.

Go inside.
- We want to play.

Go inside, I said!

I have too many problems.

This morning,
the tax office in Fallujah called me

about a late payment of the Islamic tax.

How late?

Not very.
But they put my father in jail.

I'm all alone at the garage.

What do you have for me?

Apparently a brigade
is searching the area for someone,

and they're very nervous.

Who are they searching for?
- I wasn't told.

But we haven't seen such activity

since a Western hostage last escaped.

Let's go.

So?

We call home
and tell them they were right.

A hostage has escaped.

I bet it's our guy.

Let's carry on.

Twenty kilometers to the left.

How many checkpoints?

Just one, before Tal Afar.

Okay, we'll pass this checkpoint

and we'll wait to the north of Tal Afar.

We'll give our position
so they can send a chopper.

Special forces?

Yes, 'spetznatz'. Tough people.

Where do I hide?

You won't like it.

Where are you coming from?

Al Fatsah.

Wilayat Ninawa.

You're getting your wife?

Yes.

You can go.

What are you doing?

He's getting his wife.
There's no problem.

He can't go through.
It's Friday.

The Turkish border closes on weekends.

Except for emergencies.
Your wife can't wait?

No, she can't.
The passer is bringing her to me today.

Impossible.

He won't get through.
Come back on Sunday.

I spoke to him this morning.

He made a deal with a commander
on the Turkish side.

You have the passer's number?

No, I don't have it.

I spoke to his cousin,
and he called him.

Pull over. We'll discuss this later.

Wait here.

Well, my friend,

I think the trip is ending.

What's happening?

There's no way out.

What is your name?

Paul.

Sure, and I'm Vladimir Putin.

I have a wife and two daughters.

My name is Alexei Klebnikov.

I haven't seen them for two years.

Every month,
they get a message saying I'm alive.

They won't like the next message.

And you?

A daughter.

An ex-wife.

A girlfriend?

At the moment, I'm free.

Don't move.

Don't make a sound.

Maybe you can make it.

If you make it,

maybe you can call my wife.

Sure.

If you give me a phone.

Move!
- Get rid of that!

We'll take the truck.

What do we do with him?