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Okay, ready to go. Goodbye.

I'm looking for a man about 60.
Is anyone still on board?

I don't know, I'll find out.

Is anyone still on board?

No, everyone has disembarked.

Sorry, no one.

- Thanks.
- No problem.

- All done.
- Okay, I'm on my way.

SHATTERED

Hello, I'm here to see
Superintendent Gladys Thomas.

I'll let her know. Have a seat.

Superintendent Thomas?
Your appointment is here.

Mila?

Hello, I'm Gladys Thomas.
Sorry, it's a bit chaotic.

We're a relay station for deliveries
because of thefts on the estate.

It's only temporary.

It's lasting quite a while, though!

Shall I show you around?

Welcome to Chicago!

What brought you back to Marseille?

I wanted to come home.

I missed the sunshine.

Pull the other one!
No one wants to come here.

I have to think of everything,
they never have time for breakfast.

Are you related to Fouad Mansouri,
the candidate for mayor?

No, not at all.

In Algeria, the name Mansouri
is like Smith or Jones.

Gentlemen,
this is Lieutenant Mila Mansouri.

This is Lieutenant Gage.

We call him Inspector Gadget,
it keeps us amused.

- He's grown a bit tired of it.
- Welcome.

Thanks.

- Lieutenant Kechiche, my favourite.
- Thanks.

And Captain Lepetit.

20 years as a detective, he knows
where Marseille's best donuts are.

Hi.

I had no choice.
It's just this morning.

We're not just a relay service
but a nursery too!

Take them to Patricia
at the front desk.

We have work to do.

His wife left him
and their three kids.

He's a bit on edge.

Let's get moving!

They've been partying here
every day for the last three weeks.

Barbecue and sounds
provided by the dealers.

A simple way of recruiting lookouts.

- A new job centre!
- Everyone's happy.

The same as when I was little.

- You grew up here?
- On the top.

We're going to spoil your party.

Where's the harm?
The kids here have nothing.

So you accept gifts off dealers?

You know there's
a hidden cost to this.

It's to buy up your kids
to work for them.

You just hate to see us
helping each other out.

At least the dealers
think about our kids.

There's nothing here,
not even buses.

- What can you offer instead?
- That's not our job.

Politicians should do their job.

Okay, let's wrap this lot up!
Sorry! Have a nice day, anyway!

- Do you know her?
- Sort of.

She's my mother.

Everything all right?

I don't know, Fouad.

What's wrong?

I feel like I'm being followed.

- Since when?
- A few days ago, but I'm not sure.

Have you seen his face?

No, I looked but saw no one.

You think I'm going mad, right?

No.

Your wife?

Yeah.

Look...

I have to concentrate
on the election campaign.

Meaning?

Meaning that...
I'll be less available.

- Just for a few weeks.
- I can't carry on like this.

You don't mind
this double life, do you?

Wait.

Do you think it's easy for me?

- I'm crazy about you.
- But you lack courage, Fouad.

I can't go on loving a coward.

Let me go!
I have to get back to work.

WAIT FOR ME BEFORE EATING,
I'M ON MY WAY. KISS-KISS, MUM

- Goodnight.
- Goodnight.

Hello, Rachid.

Hello, beautiful.

Thank you.

And hot tea.

Thank you, that's really kind of you.

- See you tomorrow, Rachid.
- See you.

A hundred migrants
are squatting in this building.

Relations with the locals
are very tense.

I understand the migrants,
I'm not against them.

But it's the government
that should help them.

Get that, it'll be your sister.

- All right, little sister?
- Fine.

You've changed.

You too.

Mum.

Hello, Mum.

Hello, sweetheart.

It smells good.

I hope so,
I've been cooking since morning.

A tagine with preserved lemons.

Fouad's favourite dish.

Where are your bags?

At the hotel.

I got a room while
I'm looking for a flat.

You can sleep here.
A hotel indeed!

Do the police have
money to throw away?

Along with the barbecues!

Your sister and her colleagues
did great work today!

They confiscated the barbecue.

That'll sort our problems out!

- Here we go!
- Okay, Mum, that's enough.

When did we last eat together?

Six years ago.

Sorry!

I got stuck at town hall.

The meeting with
the town planners dragged on.

All right?

So... wasn't Paris to your liking?

Paris was fine.
But I'm back here now.

I thought you didn't want
anything to do with Marseille.

Let's eat.

We'll talk after.

The idea is to overhaul
all the buildings.

The major work
will be in energy efficiency.

I bet the dealers will love
to hear about energy efficiency!

Well, exactly.

They know it's ripe for that.

- Anne's had a genius idea.
- Yes.

Attracting the middle classes
to La Castellane.

Really?

Would you want to move here,
seriously?

You don't know
what you're talking about.

Your brother may
well be elected mayor.

Luckily he has a wife like Anne.

Anne?

No, thanks.

You're so thin.
That's not the way to...

To hold on to a baby?
Is that what you mean?

Excuse me.

Clever as you are, darling,
you can be whatever you want.

It's ready. Are you coming?

- What are you hiding?
- You scared me!

I promised Mum I'd stop.

Lying to your mother?
Aren't you ashamed?

She says that when
I smoke it's her I'm killing.

She knows how to turn a phrase.

Has Anne gone?

Yeah, she said sorry.
She wasn't feeling well.

- Why didn't you keep in touch?
- You know why.

- With Dad gone, I was in the way.
- Stop it!

- She's tactless but she loves you.
- She's never cared about me.

- Any news about Dad?
- Don't start that again.

- He hasn't got in touch?
- No.

The last postcard was 3 years ago.

Seriously, why are you back?

A nice job opportunity.

Do you remember how the balcony was?

Dad called it his hanging garden.

I remember
he dreamt of having a garden.

I came back for him.

"Mila, come back to Marseille,
I have to talk to you. Baba."

I need to know
why he suddenly left for Algeria.

That's his first attempt
to reach out in 15 years.

- Don't you ever think about him?
- Of course I do.

But I haven't had a postcard.

- How will you find him?
- I don't know.

But I will do.

I so want to see him,

to hear his voice,
to hold him in my arms...

My child, you are not
the only one visited by grief...

That same nutter recites verse
on the estate all day long.

Everyone calls him Hands-Free.
He has an earpiece but no phone!

He is the one
who spends his youthful years...

Kader Zeroual.

Weren't you in school with him?

...when, with Zeus' gracious guidance
Orestes will return to Argos.

I'm off.

Mila?

I'm glad you're back.

Expect not the end of your woes.

Why are you always
languishing in grief?

Never...

Prayers and weeping will never bring
your father back from Hades...

Electra, by Sophocles.

I know all the parts by heart.
Well, most of them.

Especially Electra's.

Carry on. Pretend I'm not here.

Only a foolish child can overlook

the piteous death of her own parent.

My heart prefers the one
who always cries, "Itys!"

Dad!

Sorry.

Dad?

Dad, is that you?

I've come back.

Tell me where you are.

Say something, Dad.

Hello?

I'm not going there for dinner again.

I know, she doesn't realise.

Don't worry about it.

She knows perfectly well
what she's saying.

Did Mila go to Paris because of her?

No.

She never got over Dad leaving.
A sort of Oedipus complex.

You can talk!
What about you with your mother?

Sorry.

- Well?
- Homeless guy.

- He was shot.
- Get started.

Here. It'll do you good.

Thanks.

Your father?

Did you find him?

I started my shift at 6.
He was by the door.

Did you know him?

We talked quite often.
I liked him.

Do you know how long
he'd been living here?

For over ten years, I think.

I don't understand.

He said he was living in Algeria.

Excuse me, it's my brother.

You called me?

Yes, Fouad...

I've found Dad.

What?

He's dead.

What are you talking about?

In the car park of a shopping mall.
It's where he was living.

- Are you sure it's him?
- Of course I am!

Shit!

No clues.
It's for the murder squad, not you.

Complicated investigations
are what they do.

It's what we do too.

And the victim isn't unknown.

He was the new lieutenant's father.

Okay, but she takes a week off
and stays off the case. Understood?

Mum, do you understand
what we're saying?

It's not possible, he's in Algeria.

It's you who don't understand.

He died a few kilometres from here.

He'd been living
all this time in a car park.

Why did he tell us
he'd gone to Algeria?

I have no idea.

Will they let you investigate?

I've been put on leave.

I can't...

investigate the murder
of my own father.

The rules are clear.

The autopsy is tomorrow.
We can't bury him within 24 hours.

Must we bury him in Algeria?
He didn't care about tradition.

It was his home.

He wanted to go back.
We owe him that much.

I'm not going to Algeria.

The elections are next month.

- Are you ashamed of him?
- It's not that.

I'm fighting social injustice.

If people find out
my own father was homeless...

Fuck!

Dodging and weaving
even about your father's death!

You make me sick!

What's that?

It's not possible,
he hated shopping malls.

He'd never come shopping with me.

Aminata Diop. Just one "p"?

Yes. She sent a text,
saying she was on her way,

but nothing since.
She's not answering her phone.

Was she having problems?
Had you had an argument?

No, we get on well.

Well, small arguments, now and then,

just like everyone.

Could she be with a friend,
a relative?

She cut all ties with her family
and I've called all her friends.

Here's a photo.

Good.

Do you know her car's number plate?

It's a black Seat Ibiza,
and the number is TY...

No. ET-281-TY.

She's an adult.

I see no reason
at the moment to worry.

My mother wouldn't
disappear without a word.

I'll explain the procedure.

Once an investigation is opened,

the police will see a missing notice
if they come across the person.

The police in the Schengen zone
will also get this information.

But for now we have to wait a while.

Most people turn up within 24 hours.

Wait a second, I'll be right back.

Your signature, please.

You have to find her.

We'll keep you informed.
Come on, I'll see you out.

And, of course,
let us know if you hear anything.

Goodbye.

Room service!

Why don't you answer your phone?

It was driving me mad.

- Why?
- I keep getting masked calls.

Since when?

It started Monday night.

I thought it was my dad at first.

We'll get the number
from the operator.

When were you going to tell me
you're Fouad Mansouri's sister?

Have a shower, eat your breakfast,
then we're going to talk.

My dad was my ally when I was little.

He was an Amazigh,

a free man in Berber.

When I was born,

he got a tattoo of a square
with a dot in the middle.

It means the centre, the home.

I never stopped waiting...

hoping one day
he'd invite me to Algeria.

But I'm the one who went away.

And he was here all the time.

You're not to blame.
He clearly didn't want to be found.

We've got the security footage
from the car park.

We'll check it all.

Any witnesses?

No.

We questioned the guard
who found him and the night guy.

Nothing suspicious.

And at the crime scene,
any DNA or fingerprints?

None, apart from your father's.

The killer wiped everything down.

But we got some dog hairs.
White.

- The guard's dog?
- No, I've checked.

There's only one
dog-handler in the mall.

He has a brown Alsatian,
so that's not it.

You go and question them.

They might talk more to his daughter.

- I thought I was off the case.
- Yes, officially.

- Can you give me a hand?
- Yeah.

You're officially off the case.

Thanks. But I'm snowed under.

Concentrate on your father's life

and on why he quit everything
and lived like that.

PRIVATE NUMBER.

Hello?

Mum, it's me.

I don't know where you are.

I hope you're okay.

Me and Dad can manage by ourselves,
don't worry about that.

If you need a break or something,
tell me. I'll understand.

Call me, Mum, please.

I love you.

We're all in shock.

I can't imagine anyone hurting him.
Rachid was so gentle.

- Yeah, all Arabs are called Rachid!
- I know.

I'm Algerian.

That's what he said his name was.

What was his real name?

Yacine.

Yacine Mansouri.

I have to go.
If I can do anything to help...

Did he ever say why he lived here?

He joked he was
"the watchman of Marseille".

We didn't know him at all.

Quite often he'd leave early
and come back late afternoon.

- Where to?
- He had an allotment.

Above the mall.

And when he was here?

He listened to music, on the radio.

And he liked doing crosswords.

I got postcards from Algeria.
Did he go often?

That was me.

I posted them for him
when I visited my family.

So he...

He never went back?

No, I don't think so.

- Did he talk about his children?
- Yes, with pride.

Not seeing his daughter
was the biggest regret of his life.

Where he slept was a blind spot,
so no film.

We see him talking to people
during the day.

There's coming and going at night,
but nothing suspicious.

Nothing really
apart from the security guard.

He's been on the job a year,
no police record.

Pardon.

- It's Marianne!
- Go on.

Hang on, I'm going outside.

How did the killer get in
without being filmed?

- How did he get out?
- He knew the blind spots.

No, you can't avoid
the camera after the escalator.

If he entered the car park by car
or motorbike, he'd be on film.

So you have to imagine
he'd been there a while.

Well? Is she coming back?

No, she wants a divorce.

I'm waiting for ballistics,
but they're snowed under too.

We all need skis!

The mall is on a major road.
What did he do with his days?

I want to know everything.

Mila.

I got the phone information.

It's a prepaid card
bought by someone called Kennedy.

A false name, obviously.

- Had any more calls?
- Yeah, in the mall.

I was being watched.

I could hear the same
music down the line.

Keep answering.
We can track him if he calls.

And...

And the autopsy?

He died instantly, he didn't suffer.

But don't come to these briefings.

Or I'll be in trouble.
We haven't seen each other, okay?

Hello.

- Excuse me, can I have a word?
- Yeah.

Do you know this man?

He'd be older than on this photo.

Are you police?

- Do you know him?
- Yeah, it's Rachid.

He works on his
allotment now and then.

Which is his allotment?

The most beautifully tended one.

What's your interest in him?

He's dead.

No!

Shit!

He wasn't old.

Mind you, I didn't know him well.

We just had coffee a few times.

He was secretive.

He was murdered.

- Mum, can I have a word?
- Wait, he's taking a penalty.

Mum, why did Dad leave?

What the...?

- Why bring this up now?
- Why? What happened?

I don't want to stir up the past.
Are you deaf?

He was murdered,
do you understand that?

- Why was he hiding in a car park?
- I don't know.

Maybe he didn't love you that much.

Mila, is that you? How are you?

That hurts, let go!

You're a bloody nuisance!

Go!

With all these lies, Dahlia,
you're ageing really badly!

- Thanks for coming.
- I'm glad you called me.

Anything?

Yeah.
I know where he spent his days.

He had an allotment.

And my mum's hiding something.
Something serious happened.

Why didn't he go back to Algeria?

Look, the little boy's moving around.

You should see your face!

I'd given up on having a baby.

44 years old!

Quite a surprise!

Don't you want one?

Me? No, no, no...

No, I'd be afraid
of being like my mother.

The same for me.

And with the lives we lead,
it's a bit complicated.

I thought it was all over, but no!
It's just starting.

What's the matter?

We're being followed.

Yes, Gladys?

Run a plate for me.
Seat Ibiza, ET-281-TY.

Okay, I'm on it.

There must be something
we haven't spotted.

The car that followed you
belongs to an Aminata Diop.

She works in the shopping mall.

Oh, shit!

What?

Aminata Diop.

She disappeared a few hours
before Yacine was killed.

Her husband was here.

I didn't...

Get her husband here.

- Get her husband here!
- Yes.

Hi.

- What's going on?
- Nothing.

You seem a bit down.

My mum's dying of cancer.

I'm sorry, I didn't know.

She can't fight it any more.

The drugs have really messed her up.

If there's anything I can do...

- You wanted to see me?
- Hello, Mila.

Hello.

All the employees in the mall
had a whip-round for your dad.

Everyone wanted to contribute.

Thank you.

- I don't know what to say.
- It's not much.

He wanted to be buried over there,

so, if you like,
I could come with you.

To help you.

We see Aminata driving her car
out of the car park.

See the shadow in the back seat?

We have to find out
the identity of the abductor,

which is who it must be.

There's no sign of Aminata in town,
her phone isn't switched on.

Her bank card hasn't been used, so...

- And her husband's bank account?
- No transactions.

We don't ignore any angle.

I want him watched day and night.

No one is getting any sleep
until we've found this woman.

Mr Mansouri, please! Mr Mansouri!

Can you confirm that the murdered
homeless man was your father,

Yacine Mansouri?

That's correct.

How could your own father live
for years in such conditions?

He worked for over
30 years at the port.

Being exposed daily to dangerous
products, such as asbestos,

his health deteriorated.

He had to stop working,

benefiting from
an early retirement plan.

He sunk into depression

and cut off all links to his family.

Why didn't you say anything before?

In order to protect my family.

Did you have no idea
of your father's situation?

No.

The tragic end which befell my father

is one reason I want to fight
to help the most destitute.

We see the missing woman's car drive
past where your father was killed.

You think he may have been
collateral damage?

Wrong place, wrong time.

We'll keep digging.

Okay, I'll call you back.

- Was it you?
- What?

- The leak.
- What are you on about?

The journalists linked Dad to me.

That was to be expected.
It wasn't me.

I could lose my political career.
Everything!

Your political career
isn't the subject.

Dad has just died.

I want to be elected.
It's why I get up every day.

To give other kids the chance we had.

The chance you had.
I had to manage by myself.

Any developments?

Not really.

A certain Aminata
Diop has disappeared.

It's thought there's a link.

Why?

I don't know.
We have to find out why Dad left.

We have to get Mum to tell us.

Maybe she'll tell her darling son?

Are you sure you won't
come to Algeria?

I never thought
I'd discover Algeria like this,

bringing back my father's body.

It's where he wanted to come.

Yes.

But too late.

Across the sea is Algiers.

Do you know what there is over there?
A magic perfume.

That of orange blossom.

Orange blossom!

If I reach Algiers,
will you come over by boat?

Why did you leave?

My father was a journalist.
He was murdered.

Him too.

By fundamentalists, in 2004.

We have something in common.

All I wanted to do
was leave this country of maniacs.

He said: "If I speak out, I die.

"If I say nothing, I die.
So I'll write."

That earned him
two bullets in the head.

What did you do before?

Guess. You're a cop, aren't you?

- You were a boxer?
- Yeah, national champion.

I wore this for my last fight.

I got badly hurt and had to quit.

I just have this hoodie
and some medals.

You've never done
any boxing in Marseille?

Mila.

I'm Amine,
an old friend of your father.

- Are you Fouad?
- No, this is Selim.

- Your husband?
- Yes. Pleased to meet you, sir.

I was in school with your father.

You lived in Rue Moktar?
He talked a lot about you.

Why did he never come back
when his wife kicked him out?

Oh, I'm sorry!

- My big mouth!
- No, it's okay.

It's important, I need to know.

My mum says it was him who left.

Your mother changed the locks
when you were on holiday.

Your father couldn't get in.

So he stayed
in Marseille all this time?

Yes.

Excuse me. Thank you.

My mum's always lied to me.

She said he'd abandoned us,

sneaking off like a coward
during the holidays.

I always thought
he didn't want to see us.

I'm sorry,
I don't know what's wrong with me.

Come on.

I'm old now,
I'm owed a bit of peace.

It was between your dad and me.

I don't care about that,

I want to know what
happened that summer!

Did he cheat on you?

Did he kill someone?

You're being ridiculous.

You've always had
too much imagination.

Nothing happened.

Your father left me,

but didn't go all that way to Algeria.

I don't believe you.
I'm not leaving until you tell me.

- I'll call your brother.
- Go on, call him!

I want to hear you lying to him too!

I don't want you coming here again.

- Now go!
- What will you do?

Change the locks again?

Shit!

Anyone there?

Can you hear me?
I'm trapped in the lift.

In my land, we do not leave
the burden of justice to the gods.

It's Mila!

I'm stuck here.
Can you help me, please?

Fate put me here!

Can you get help?

I'll get you out of there, Mila.

There was another person
with us in the stairwell.

Okay.

- Can you come to us?
- Where?

- La Viste.
- Okay, I'm on my way.

Kader, still got your scooter?

- Yeah.
- Come on.

What would I have done without you?

If you hadn't gone to Paris,
we'd have ended up sleeping together.

I have to go.

You don't have to stay now.
I'm surrounded by cops.

Okay, the coast is clear
and the target is safe.

- Fingerprints?
- Nothing.

Someone was in her car.
My dad saw that.

We found these keys
under the driver's seat.

What are you doing?

Checking the settings.
Aminata isn't this small.

We found this too.

What is it?

Can I take a car?

Take that one.

Go and relieve the guy
at the husband's place.

Is she here?

No.

- Where is she?
- I'd give everything to know that.

You're having an affair with her.

- How long's it been going on?
- A long time.

I love her.

I can't sleep.

We found one of your
cufflinks in her car. Explain.

Did she know Dad?
Did she know who he was?

No, she never mentioned him.
There's no reason she'd know him.

Think!
There must have been a link.

What is that link, you?

Hang on...

Aminata disappears,
Dad sees something,

so the killer gets rid of him.

Does your wife know?

No chance. We were really careful.

Maybe she suspects, I don't know.

That night, Anne arrived late
at your mum's and left early.

- It could have been her.
- That's unthinkable.

Many things in a marriage
are unthinkable.

- Does her husband know?
- No one knows.

Did Aminata feel threatened?

Did she feel afraid at all?

She felt she was being followed.

- The last time we met.
- When was that?

The morning before she went missing.

Your sister-in-law was in a meeting.
She wasn't lying.

Where was Aminata's husband?
It's the same motive.

He didn't seem to know
about the affair.

But he has no alibi.
He was at home waiting for his son

and his wife, who never came home.

Hang on, her son is by her shop.

Are you a cop or something?

Yes, I'm a cop.

What are you doing to find my mum?

I put it out on Facebook.

She's been seen
in Italy, Spain, Belgium...

What's your mum like?

She's like a firework.

But she has her secrets.

Get back to school.

I'm sure she wouldn't
want you hanging around here.

Here, have a seat.

I have something to show you.

I've been checking other cameras
to try to work it out.

- I found this.
- What?

I want you to see for yourself.

This is the outside car park.

There!

Shit, it's him!

The beginning's no good.
I have to change it.

- Yeah.
- What do I stress, then?

On the rebuilding programme,

on energy, the renovations?

Who's that?

I don't know, I'll go and see.

- Yes?
- It's Mila.

What are you doing here?

How long had you known?

That Dad was living like a tramp?

What sort of man are you?

- What's going on?
- He lies to everyone.

There's video of him
talking to our dad.

Hang on, Mila. Let me explain.

- I came upon him by chance.
- By chance?

- I don't believe you.
- I swear.

I tried to help him.

I put money in an account
which he never touched.

- Why didn't you tell me?
- He didn't want me to.

Your postcard made me unsure,
but I wanted to protect you.

I don't believe a word.

He doesn't even know
what the truth is.

- Get away from him.
- What are you on about?

He's having an affair
with the missing woman.

Mila!

Stop it.

Where were you from midnight
to 2 a.m., the night Dad was killed?

You're joking, right?

Am I a suspect now?

Answer me.

I was here, asleep.

No.

No, Fouad didn't sleep here
with me that night.

He went out just after midnight.

Don't do this! Don't lie!

You dare talk to me about lying?

How many times?

I wasn't in
that car park that evening.

Look...

I love Aminata
and I'd never have harmed my father.

This is a mistake.

You're not speaking,
I don't understand.

Do you and your wife
have a white dog?

Look. He's sent Aminata messages
since she disappeared.

Loving, worried messages.

"I'm sorry. Where are you?"

He's very clever or it wasn't him.

His phone was at home all night.

Can I talk to him?

No, I don't think that's a good idea.

Off the record?

You've got ten minutes.

If he's about to confess, call me.
Or it'll be inadmissible.

Right.

How did you find Dad?

I told you.

I saw him in the car park

on my way to Aminata's shop,
six months ago.

And what did you say?

He asked how I was.

I invited him home,
but he flat-out refused.

- Did Mum know?
- No.

He made me swear
I wouldn't tell anyone.

You sent apologetic texts to Aminata.

Why?

We argued the last time I saw her.

I said we'd have
to see each other less...

because of the campaign.
She got angry.

- She threatened to spill the beans?
- No.

She wouldn't threaten me.

We love each other.

She's in danger,
I don't want to lose her.

Come with me, please.

We've checked his love-nest.

No blood, no sign of a struggle.

We've got the murder weapon.
It was in a dump near La Viste.

A worker found it.
But it's not on the weapons index.

We just have to check it for prints.

Where in La Viste?

Exactly... here.

Near where we found Aminata's car.

He's playing with us
or he's hidden her there.

- When do we get the lab results?
- Tomorrow morning.

Wake Gage up. We're going to
search that whole neighbourhood.

Lies! All lies!

Anne?

I've got a suicide attempt by pills.

She's unconscious,

she's downed a load of Diazepam
with a bottle of whisky.

Fouad never went anywhere that night.

I know because
I watched him sleeping.

Are you sure?

Yes.

I didn't sleep a wink.

It wasn't him.

Thanks, Mila.

Look after yourself.

The prints on the gun aren't Fouad's.
Let him go.

Anne's in hospital,
but she's going to be okay.

What happened?

I found her unconscious.
A suicide attempt.

Stuff your apologies!

I want you to tell me the truth.

Your lies are killing me.

If you have any feelings left for me,
I want to know.

I met Aminata when I was 18.

We were madly in love.

But her parents didn't
want us seeing each other.

Her brothers organised her marriage.

And she had a child.

And after that?

We tried to stop, but we couldn't.

And me?

What am I to you?

Am I just...

the nice respectable wife
to help you achieve your ambitions?

Not at all.

I want a divorce.

Go.

Hello? Hello?

It's me. Where are you?

Starting my round at the mall.

I can hear a motorbike behind you.
Are you on the Corniche?

Are you interrogating me?
Am I a suspect?

Why? Do you have something to hide?

Maybe you're not so nice after all.

You're a pain, Mila.

Hi.

Here.

- Thanks.
- Pascal?

So, what have we got?

No joy in La Viste.

People are going mad.

We've had a hundred calls
about Aminata.

The usual nutters.

Saying her murder
foretells the Apocalypse

or blaming their neighbours.

Or those who have "found her body".

We have to check them all.

And the guy watching her husband?

- Nothing suspicious.
- He knows we're watching him.

- What if it goes on for weeks?
- We'll keep it up for weeks.

A boring stake-out.

The husband didn't have an alibi.

His wife was unfaithful.
That can make people unreasonable.

Why are you studying those photos?

95% of investigations
search in the wrong place.

Maybe we're doing that.

What if Mila's father
was the real target?

- Hotel Mistral.
- Mila Mansouri, room 17, please.

Just a moment, please.

Want a hand?

Shit!

- Oh, shit!
- Madam...

Are you okay?
I'll get you to the hospital.

Wait! I'll come with you.

What are you doing here?

He was trying
to break into your room.

This is too early,
I'm only just in my ninth month.

Everything will be all right,
don't worry.

Take deep breaths.

Did you see his face?

- No, he was wearing a hoodie.
- A sky-blue hoodie?

- Yes.
- It's Selim.

The security guard from the mall.

Shit!

Tell me you haven't slept with him.

Oh, Fouad!

Hello.

They got it wrong at the scan.
It's a girl.

We're calling her Mila.

- Want to hold her?
- No.

I'm not very good with babies.

Selim isn't at home or at the mall.

We'll get him. If he gets in touch,
don't go on your own.

You're not going to talk shop now!

There's a little baby in here,
so behave.

- All right, kids?
- Yes.

- Did you make this bouquet?
- Yes.

Really? They're gorgeous, thanks.

I have to go.

Mila, be careful!

- Sorry, I have another question.
- Hello.

Are you sure you're not police?

No, I'm...

I'm Rachid's daughter.

I didn't know he had children.

I wondered...

What did he do
with all the flowers and vegetables?

He gave them all to Mrs Luisa.

Who's Mrs Luisa?

Luisa Matteroti.
The allotment owner.

Didn't she have a son
who drowned 15 years ago?

Mila?

Mila, stop this! Open the door!

Mila!

Open this door!

He was one of your pals.

He lived near here and died
in a drowning accident 15 years ago.

What's the link to Dad?

What did he do?

What are you doing here, children?

It's not teatime.

Mila's always liked a bit of drama.

Those gentle eyes
are just like your father's.

Yacine wasn't strong enough.

He couldn't bear it.

Everything I did
was out of love for you, Fouad.

And look where you are now.

You're a big success.

That's all thanks to me.

I couldn't let you ruin all that.

What are you talking about?

It's different with you, Mila.

You always loved
your father more than me.

I couldn't help you.

What are you hiding?

Fucking tell me!

I can't bear this secret any longer.
It's suffocating me!

- What are you...?
- Leave me alone!

I'll tell you everything.

But first we have to find Aminata.

Gage, we're going to the address
you gave me.

- Any news of Selim?
- He's completely disappeared.

- Will we find her alive?
- I don't know.

Issa Diop?

He's my son. But he doesn't know.

- Hello. Are you Luisa Matteroti?
- Hello.

Yes, that's me.

- May we come in?
- Yes, come on in.

I'm sorry, I don't have much
in the way of drinks.

Has something happened
to your father?

He hasn't brought
any vegetables or flowers.

He died six days ago.

How sad!

I'm so sorry.

He helped me a lot
after my son's death.

Lots of people looked the other way,
they didn't know what to say.

But he was there.

Do you remember Aminata?

She was in the same class
as Fouad and your son.

Yes, the woman who's gone missing.

How horrible!

You hadn't seen her?

No, why?

Where were you last Monday evening?

At the hospital.

I've had a knee operation.

I've got a plastic knee now,
imagine that!

I hate not being able to swim.

I love the sea,
despite what happened to my son.

Mrs Matteroti, I must talk to you.

It's been weighing on me for 15 years.

I was with Matteo
the day of the accident.

He was furious with me
for going out with Aminata.

She was his girlfriend.

We fought,

I pushed him and he fell in the sea.

I dived in to save him, but...

the sea was too rough.

I couldn't save him.

Why didn't you say,
if it was an accident?

I told my parents.

My father wanted to go to the police.

But my mother stopped him.

Is that why she kicked him out?

It was an accident.

I've been wanting to know
what happened for 15 years.

I have to tell my other son.

It'll be a relief for him.
He has to know.

Other son?

Mario.

Matteo's little brother.

They were really close.

His brother's death
really affected him.

He's been fragile ever since.

Excuse me.

You got my texts? Where are you?

I'm at Luca's.

Just charged my phone.

Sorry about yesterday, Selim.
Listen, Luca is the killer!

His mother doesn't have cancer.

Stay calm,
just act the same as normal.

Try to keep him distracted
until we get there, okay?

Yeah, I want to see you too.

All right, mate?

I thought you'd fallen out.

It was no biggie.

Have you got a fag?
I feel like a smoke.

Hurry up!

How's your mother?

She's near the end,
it won't be long now.

Call an ambulance!

It's for someone seriously hurt...

You're going to be all right.

They're on their way. I'm here.

I'm sorry.

I didn't see it coming.

Mila, come and see this!

"We don't know who killed Kennedy,
if man went to the moon,

"if it was Al Qaeda or the CIA
that carried out the 9/11 attacks...

"We don't know how my brother died,
we don't know how my brother died,

"we don't know how my brother died."

The only true statement
is about his brother's death.

Look.

He's in Montredon,
where his brother died.

This one.

No!

I wanted you to watch Aminata die.

But she tried to escape.

- Justice for my brother!
- I tried to save him.

Shut up! Your dad told me!

The old tramp spent his life
atoning for it in a car park!

He told me
and I started following her.

And I saw you meet up with her.

He was in your way
so you kicked him out.

- Why didn't you come for me?
- I was waiting!

First I got rid of her,
then I took care of your old man.

And look at you now!

You're here in front of me,
all on your own!

I wanted you to know how it feels
to lose someone you love.

I've brought some lemonade.

Thanks, Selim.

Not hiding to smoke anymore?

Issa.

Call home to say you've got here.

I sent a text from the taxi earlier.

Does it still hurt?

No, it's healing.

- Will it take a long time?
- It'll pass.

That's nice, what is it?

Your grandfather called it
orange blossom.