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Good morning, Olivia.

Good morning plain or Olivia?

-Or Mrs. Director. -Yes, very formal.

Say, how was it, was it great?

I'm sure it was awesome, I'm sure.

What are you talking about?

That's why.

"Hello" is good, isn't it? More youthful.

Hello? You gonna put a face on it?

You're not a teenager, Raph. What's wrong with you?

Then "Ciao bella".

Since she's Italian. That's good.

It's getting old.

Come on, give me some details, don't be secretive.

Hello English.

They all say it. Thank you for the beautiful moments.

Kisses. Should I close like this or not? If I don't put "kisses"...

he might think I didn't like it and if I do, I want more.

Not that I don't want to, but...

I knew it.

-But it remains "Mussolini". -I knew it was a bomb!

-You know nothing! -I have a question.

-Does the Thai cart work? -The Hungarian version.

-But she's Italian! -Because she's Italian!

-What fun! -Quiet, you'll wake up Alice.

-Alice looks good here. -Yeah.

Can you manage?

You still haven't talked?

"I'm the mother who left you baby. Can I buy you a drink?"

Yes.

It's Jerome. I'm leaving.

-The nanny? -She'll be here soon.

-Paloma, you're saving me. -Hello!

-Did you forget how it works? -No.

Polyamide, spoon, three speeds, anti-clockwise.

Anti-glare, yes.

You sterilize well, before and after.

That's perfect. All good, I'm a great nanny.

What's going on here?

It's crazy. Best day of my life!

Five people have disappeared.

-Your ex? -Funny!

I swear to you, it's them, it's amazing!

-Calm down. Who disappeared? -Retired people.

They were going to bingo tournaments.

The GPS signal was lost here, at 20:00 yesterday. Agreed?

Then, complete disappearance.

Nothing but their cell phones and the driver.

She's in shock. He saw a light and a black hole.

-Wound to the skull. -No sign of a struggle, no sign of an accident.

-I told you, it's them. -Who are they, Jerome?

THE TRUTH IS ELSEWHERE

Surely there would be strange happenings with Olia.

What is Olia?

The comet.

Which passes every 14 years.

Yesterday it was -13 yesterday, which is rare.

Background.

Because of the comet, it would be considered an alien abduction?

Why not? I believe it might actually be.

The circle there is their eyes. They see everything.

And the sign? It's the blue people.

I watched a documentary on YouTube, very bad.

That's great. Has the disappearance been reported?

-Yes. -Blocks everywhere.

We're looking for all vehicles within a 10 km radius.

What does the guide say?

-Ready? -Yes.

No sign of cranial trauma...

but more general slowness with elements of euphoria...

mouth ulcers, low pulse, photophobia...

pathological tremor...

The white light he saw could have been a car headlight.

But along with amnesia, they probably drugged him.

-All right. -Otherwise...

Otherwise what?

Otherwise...

the aliens...

they're very interested in old people. They want to experiment on them...

on life expectancy.

They left the driver, because he's not an old man.

I feel you're skeptical.

Why, are you serious?

Françoise Bayeux.

Henri Delaz.

Lucia Guerra.

Robert de la Rue.

Raymond Monier.

Three men and two women.

Nothing in common except the nursing home.

No one has a record.

-The people in charge of the structure? -They have an alibi.

Nothing at the roadblocks, on the bus, the searches, nothing.

But that's no way to lose five people, it's not possible.

Unless an alien ship...

No, please, concentrate.

-It's not that crazy. -They asked for a ransom?

No, no request.

But who did this? and what do they want?

It doesn't make sense all this staging.

Damn.

What?

Balta looked up their medical records.

Heart failure, diabetes, hypothyroidism;

No one has any drugs with them, so they're in danger.

My earthly friends, I come in peace.

Name?

The one you sleep with.

I don't know what you're referring to.

Otherwise...

anything new on the losers?

No. No trace of any substances in the driver's blood.

-Nor violence. As if... -As if...

they were sucked up by a flying saucer!

GHB is not detected in blood and urine...

after a few hours. We're late.

Yes, sir.

-Don't tell me you believe in them. -I don't believe, I know!

Based on science and statistics...

it is impossible to be alone in the universe.

It is statistically impossible to have slept alone.

Come on, who is she? She looks really hot.

-Not just hot, volcano! -Everything okay here?

Am I bothering you?

Not at all. We were talking about...

the aliens.

What about you? Did you sleep well? Did you wake up well?

Very well. How about you?

I made a bed.

In my bed, sorry. I got my tongue confused.

My words.

Can I go to my office?

Yes, yes.

Easy!

Honestly, I don't understand why they're making an issue of it.

I propose we celebrate our first night of cohabitation...

with a Japanese whiskey...

I have here. It's excellent.

That's a good idea, but all the old people that are gone are driving me crazy.

I've dug up all the cases with the elderly.

I started...

Thirty seconds.

Don't you want to get some sleep?

THANK YOU FOR THE BEAUTIFUL EVENING, FRIENDSHIP.

You look like a fool, you don't know what to do.

I haven't seen you like this in a long time.

I'm too old to go crazy like this.

-Seriously? -We'd better stop here.

-Are you crazy? -Not at all.

No, you're out of your mind.

The love stories end in disaster with me.

Not always.

I'm all Alice has.

I don't know if I'm gonna be able to be a good father, but I'm all he's got.

Telephone.

Raff.

The old people appeared.

It's strange. Who put them here without seeing him?

They may have benefited from the darkness...

or from the mess that prevailed yesterday.

Jerome, you're gonna love this.

The body temperature in relation to the environment...

the rigidity that has passed...

and the beginning of decay...

show time of death 48 hours before, at least.

After they disappeared 36 hours ago.

There may be an explanation.

This body here...

according to the history...

has dentures, complete dentures, full and fixed, upper and lower jaw.

But they are missing bankers 36 and 37.

It doesn't fit.

The medical history of the missing persons doesn't match...

with these bodies. It's not them.

Someone changed them.

Milen Bomirac, 82 years old, widow with no children.

Ahmed Benmareg, 79 years old, often left his nursing home.

And Philippe Catala, 72 years old, homeless.

-Everyone was lost last week. -All alone, nobody noticed.

He grabs them, skins them, leaves them for others.

-I have an idea... -No, enough with your theories.

Okay, so I'll look old cases with a scratch?

Send a signal and the psychiatric hospitals. Let's go.

Presence of a fixed circular hole of seven millimeter diameter...

on the left temple.

Deep funnel-shaped wound on the inside of the skull.

-The same here. -To all of them.

They were shot in the head?

No.

The X-rays didn't show a missile, it wasn't a bullet hole.

And I'm an expert on holes.

Because I'm a coroner, I mean.

I'm not referring to your...

No, it's about mis... Well, I'm sorry.

I wasn't referring to instruments of anyone in here.

We slept together and Rafael doesn't know how to handle it.

-Yes. -Hondroid entry holes...

indicative slaughterhouse pistol.

Used to stun and kill animals.

Then he removed the face with a sharp tool.

Knife, chopper, razor, something like that.

So it didn't work sadistically. He wanted to take the skin.

-Is he a fetishist? -No.

No. In this case, the incisions would be clean...

and careful, whereas here the skin was pulled...

as if they wanted to see underneath.

What they would find under an old man's skin?

An alien.

Many believe that they live among us.

Maybe the killer is looking for them under the skin of the elderly.

Perhaps the message with the circles...

was not from aliens.

He was the killer who said that he was watching them.

Well, I can't tell you yet who...

but I can tell you where.

This is not a white hair.

It's animal hair. And a bovine one at that.

In combination with the slaughterhouse pistol...

There are five such slaughterhouses in France and one was closed in 2012.

No doubt this is where he killed them and skinned them.

-He didn't even clean it. -I think he was interrupted.

Maybe.

He thinks he's fighting aliens.

I guess he doesn't care about the Earth police.

We have nothing, we're spinning like idiots.

Everything he does makes sense. The date, the field, the signs.

So this space also makes sense.

Why did he choose this slaughterhouse?

Only a madman searches under the skin of old people.

-A little blue man? -Jerome, enough with the aliens!

Or is it green?

Blue, green, I don't care, they do not exist.

Call the owner of the slaughterhouse.

It's generalized jargon.

Excuse me?

You may be wondering why I'm blue. I'll explain it so we can get this over with.

I was treated in the sinuses with colloidal silver for years.

But the dose was too much and my skin turned blue.

And then...

it was too late.

Thank you for the clarification.

How do you explain, Mr. Bole, that it was found the DNA of five murder victims...

-in your slaughterhouse? -I already told you.

The slaughterhouse closed 10 years ago at least. I haven't been there since.

Where were you on Saturday?

To friends, all weekend. They will confirm it.

I'd like to go now.

Unless the color of my skin is grounds for detention.

One is hunting aliens and the other looks like something out of a movie. Coincidence?

Moves with difficulty and has an alibi. It's not him.

There is another explanation.

If you tell me about aliens, I'm gonna punch you.

-Why not aliens? -Because there are no aliens!

The guy's killing old people, mistaking them for little blue men.

In fact, in a slaughterhouse with a blue owner!

Get rid of my Boullée!

He probably has an alien issue.

You can't get it off out of your mind.

With a look like that...

and I would be happy to I'd take a bite.

Can you not talk like that?

You think about it, my friend. I'm just commenting.

Yes.

I need to find the killer...

before he did to the disappeared what he did to you.

Yes, but...

it's a shame to waste such sexual harmony.

You burned a lot of calories!

What vitality, what energy!

He climbed up from Moka!

It takes a lot of energy to kill and moving five people.

Energy and time.

-Don't be afraid, it's me! -Damn you!

-Are you tired? -A lot. What did you want to show me?

-What did I want to show you? -Yes.

First of all, this!

From all sides.

-I don't have time for this. -Exactly, speaking of time.

Here was removed of the facial skin.

For a man of speed and talented as I am...

requires 15 minutes.

For one less gifted, 45 minutes at least.

For five bodies, three hours and 45 minutes.

Plus some breaks, because it's exhausting.

Plus the time required to carry them here...

given their weight, so we're talking six hours at least.

-six, not to say seven hours... -Raph!

I've got five missing people. Shorten!

Therefore...

the average frequency of urination of a person...

is once every six hours.

-So the killer urinated somewhere here. -Exactly.

And if we do a special urine culture...

-we will find... -We'll find DNA.

Faster than Delgado.

And how do we find the spot?

Urine is of tremendous interest, forensically speaking.

Statistically, men urinate on surfaces.

To protect the genitals...

and not to be against the wind.

Also.

men keep their animal instincts.

They mark their space...

depositing urine full of pheromones.

Why not on the wall near the door?

No, it's too close to the entrance.

What about Olivia? Is it over or is there more?

I don't know.

She didn't even say if she liked it.

-I know an infallible way to learn. -Really?

He speaks to you in the singular or plural?

I don't know.

Check it. If it's plural, forget it, it's no big deal.

If it is singular, you're in a different category.

Inerrant method.

But I don't know if I want to continue.

It was a mistake to sleep with her.

If you're sure, you should tell her.

You're right, as soon as I see her.

-Sure you don't want me to bring the dogs? -They're here.

So?

Is he moving on?

Yeah, I started the urine tests.

And I'll analyze them...

when I have the analyses.

I can go on, so that Alice's nanny can leave.

Yeah, no...

It's not a matter of...

the nanny.

So?

Where are we?

No better phrases with personal pronouns?

We two...

we had a pleasant interlude...

but we must not complicate things.

I agree.

And I was thinking it was a big mistake...

what happened, what we did...

And...

I'm back!

Look. Daddy's back.

Hey, Dad!

You can pour the mashed potatoes in his own face.

-Camille didn't come? -No.

I'm a corpse, he broke me.

Doesn't she look tired? Restless, like her father.

But yes, she's like her dad!

-How was your day? -My day...

Good...

normal, calm.

Didn't you play with Olivia?

I didn't do it on purpose. She started it.

My poor victim!

Mithomaniac! You've been up to mischief. with the cranky lady...

that is not so cranky after all.

I did it to turn the page.

Is there a lot of pages in this book?

I'm leaving, I have another job.

-You got a show? -I'm not doing dishes dressed like this.

Kisses! Be good.

-Hi. -Hello.

-You have letters in the kitchen. Kisses. -Okay. Bye. Bye.

Darling.

You received my letter, I suppose.

You'll never get her back.

Rafael.

She's my daughter.

Nobody...

won't separate her from her mom.

You abandoned your daughter.

Remember that?

I trusted you with her.

To love her.

Because if you love her...

it's like you love me.

I love you.

I'd like to come more often.

It's hard with all the work, but I can't wait for you to get out.

Let's meet again.

We're married, after all.

But...

better...

to leave Alice out of it.

To protect her, so she doesn't start her life in prison.

Remember how you wanted to get rid of her.

Her place is here, with me.

Get ready to part with her.

Hello? Hello?

-Yeah, what? -It's Olivia. Is everything okay?

Yes, excuse me.

The urine gave the name of the killer.

Police!

Everybody on the floor!

Where's your son? Where's Diego?

-I don't know. -Camille, come and see.

-But what... -Still.

Damn it!

The stress...

caused your tachycardia, ma'am. It's all right.

Try to breathe.

Thank you.

I know it's hard. You have no idea...

where your son might be?

No, I don't know.

Will you tell me about him?

For Diego? It's...

good boy.

It wouldn't hurt anyone.

He's got a lot of imagination, but...

is still a child.

Since when has this obsession with aliens?

It was...

ten years old...

when he went...

to his aunt.

Then he would say that he was abducted by aliens.

All the time, he was obsessed.

Do you know if anything happened at his aunt's?

No, I don't know, I don't know.

And these theories...

had a relationship with the elderly?

Yes.

He was saying that the aliens are hiding in the bodies of old people.

I don't know where that came from.

Okay.

I wasn't paying much attention anymore to what he said.

I, uh...

Excuse me, you know...

How we can communicate with him? Doesn't he have a cell phone?

Diego doesn't have a cell phone.

He doesn't like them. I don't believe it, you're making a mistake!

Excuse me, I'll be with you in a minute.

What kind of mime is this? Why are you interrupting my interrogation?

But well, I did the alien. Didn't you get it?

-Does he remind you of anyone? -Yes.

Apparently something happened between Bole and Diego when he was a kid.

That's when it all started. You must investigate Boullée thoroughly.

True, but we don't have time.

Their lives are their priority, not figuring everything out.

-Okay? -Okay.

Jerome, will you keep looking into the life of Boullée, please?

I'm already looking into Diego's life. Friends, hiding places...

I have no idea where he is.

But we know where it is not.

-What do you mean? -He doesn't have a cell phone...

he didn't take the cell phones of the elderly...

built Faraday's shield in his room with aluminum...

to prevent electromagnetic waves, so...

trying to avoid the waves.

And the antennas. And the GPS.

He wants a place without a network. We'll search the buffer zones.

There are no in the area of the abduction.

Maybe underground?

That's clever.

-We had better expect reinforcements. -Delgado will send in.

What?

I know what Diego's problem is.

Don't take me for a fool.

I know who you are.

You're a blue man.

Don't look at me!

You're done.

Don't you look at me.

That's right.

Police. Leave that alone.

Stay back!

Drop the gun or I kill her.

Drop the gun or I kill her.

Put the gun down, Camille.

Look.

I'll leave it.

The world must learn.

-But they did nothing. -You don't know what they are capable of.

They came with the comet.

And they will start again.

I have no choice.

I am obliged to do it.

I can't allow it. I have to.

-I have to do it. -Diego!

Diego, look at me.

What you are imagining is nonsense.

Trust me.

Are you with them?

-No. -Yes.

We are with them.

He needs to be believed.

You're right.

We are with them.

We arrived with the comet.

We are messengers.

We have come in peace.

They gave me a message for you.

Implanted in the finger.

It proves you're wrong about us and our intentions.

Look, they implanted it in my finger.

What are you talking about?

You know how the aliens communicate differently.

If you want to talk to them, you need to see their message.

Think about the first time you met them.

Remember? You were 10 years old.

Yes.

And they remember you.

They told me you were on vacation at your aunt's.

And you played in the slaughterhouse.

Yes.

Tell me what happened.

We are in space.

Diego.

In this case, we'd be floating.

Like astronauts. Without gravity.

I don't understand.

-It's not a boat. -No.

It's not a boat.

Then what is it?

I don't know, look.

You better look again.

Look again.

Stop it.

No.

Again.

-It is very difficult. I can't. -Diego.

Again. Trust me. Come.

Diego, look.

Listen to me.

I know it looks like an alien.

But it is not.

I'm with you. Nothing's gonna happen to you.

Come on, look again.

It's gone, come in.

Come in.

I found a bunch of these on Bolet's computer.

He's clearly a pedophile.

I understand why he believed he was abducted by aliens.

It was better than the truth.

Wait a minute. There's something we haven't discussed.

Between departure of the retirees from the structure...

and the discovery of the empty bus...

Diego didn't have the time to make the circles.

He didn't make them.

You see, Camille?

I'm not the only one.

Well, I'm taking over Boullée.

Come with me.

A love call?

A call of desperation.

-It's nice to have a romantic dinner. -Really?

I'm not going.

Stop running away, Raph.

I'm not running away.

You go too.

-I'm not coming along. Are you a baby? -I'm not talking about Olivia.

I'm talking about your son.

If I go, you go.

What are you doing here?

-Let me explain. -I know who you are.

-My real mother explained it to me. -My mistake.

-I wanted to see how... -I don't care.

-I don't want to see you. -Victor...

Get out of my life. Disappear.

-I wanted... -No.

-Let me talk! -No, stop.

-I wanted to see how you are. -I don't care.

Just go.

Beat it.

I don't give a damn about you.

Mom calls you insufferable.

Really?

And very immature.

Their mom says a lot about me.

What a beautiful unicorn!

-I love them. -You're lucky.

-Because I am a breeder. -What breeder?

-Unicorns. -Yeah, right.

-Don't you believe me? -No.

I'll prove it to you. Look.

Unbelievable! Three unicorns.

-Here. One for you. -Thank you.

-Baby. -Thank you.

-And for you a present. -Thank you.

You're not a breeder, you're a magician.

Yeah, but I'm also a forensic scientist.

Also, a helicopter pilot...

ping pong champion...

-champion in darts... -and mostly a show-off.

Yes, but not just a show-off. The champion of showmanship.

There are many, but I outrank them all.

I am a champion.

Lights out.

Hello, Maya.