All language subtitles for the madame blanc mysteries s02e07 1080p web h264-whosnext_track3_[eng]

Si sabes algo sobre la muerte

OPEN

You have great taste, monsieur.
This is top of our range.

She's worth it. You can't
take it with you, can you?

Very true.

You must do really great
with these prices?

Not as great as we would like.

Thank you. I'll see you soon.

I'll let you know
if she likes it.

She will.

You fellas ought to get
this door checked out.

[phone ringing]

[phone ringing]

[phone ringing]

[phone ringing]

[relaxed piano music]

[tense electric guitar music]

[tense music getting louder]

[Raimund] Raffy!

[in French] No!

Raffy! Raffy! Raffy! [cries out]

[alarm ringing]

Raffy!

[intro music]

[end of intro music]

[relaxed guitar music]

[Jean] Oh, this must be it.

Apparently there's been
some right goings on.

Come on then, what's wrong?

[exhales]
Cooper keeps texting to meet up.

I'm just saying
I don't want to be best mates

with my main competitor.

Is business still bad?

It's not bad, it's just
not quite as good as it was.

I mean...
And who is this Cooper anyway?

Just appeared out of nowhere.

When does he want to meet you?

Tomorrow at La Couronne.

Apparently,
Niall's got some Irish stout in

and Cooper's mad keen to try it.

I just... I just think
it's a little bit weird.

You know,
Gloria's infatuated with him,

yet we don't know
anything about him.

Oh, he's alright.

It's lovely
to see Gloria so happy.

Just text him

and say you can't meet up
because you're helping me.

But do I, though?

What?

Do I help?

Of course you do.

- You sure?
- Yeah!

I like your face, it...

makes me focus.

[melancholy piano music]

[man speaking French]

[Caron] Jean? Dom?

Monsieur Ozanne,
this is my colleague...

[sobs]

[Raimund sobs]

I wonder if you would come
and look at the CCTV with me.

Yeah, of course.

Two minutes.

[melancholy piano music]

[sobs]

Raimund says he went
upstairs to answer the phone

and his twin brother Raffy
finished cashing up.

Out of the window,
he saw a man in a clown mask

run into the street
in front of the shop.

A clown mask?

Yes, this one.

[Jean] Arlecchino.

- [Caron] Pardon?
- [Jean] The mask.

It's a character
from Commedia dell'arte,

16th century Italian theater.

Sorry. So he was upstairs
and saw a man running away?

[in French] Yes.

He got suspicious,
came downstairs

and found
his brother suffocating

under the tape
around his mouth and nose.

Hang on,
how long was he taped up for?

Not more than a minute,

but Raimund
told us Raffy suffered

from a respiratory disease
called hypoxemia,

which means even 30 seconds
of restricted breath

would be enough to kill him.

[exhales] That's awful.

- Poor bloke.
- Yes.

The robber
was wearing the clown mask.

The same one
as the Toulouse robberies.

It must be the same person.

But they've never killed
anyone before.

No.

Well, I suppose
they never thought

that taping him up
would actually kill him,

with his hy...

- Hypoxemia.
- Yes.

So what was stolen?

Ah, a few bottles of perfume,

some cash and this.
This is why I called you.

[Jean] 1940s pressed glass
perfume bottle?

[hums] Definitely
a collector's item.

Is it valuable?

It looks a rare one.

I'd say, 500 to 1000 euro.

Small price
to lose your life for.

PENITENTIARY

[Barbara]
Did you find out anything?

[Simone] On a Friday, Jean
stays late to do the accounts.

Interesting.

Whatever I do,
it has to be very final.

Final?

Like that old art dealer?
Albert Gilbert?

[Simone exclaims]
You really wanted

that afghan painting,
didn't you?

How did you kill him

while he was in the hospital
surrounded by medics?

[Barbara] A simple injection
of oxygen into his drip.

Stopped his heart
[snaps fingers] instantly.

[in French] My God!

I know. So easy.

Rory was a bit more difficult.

Oh. So you did kill
Jean's husband?

He was going to be my husband.

And she ruined everything.

[Barbara] I killed him
with a lighter

that she bought for him.

Quite poetic, don't you think?

[in French] Very poetic.

The only one I didn't kill

was Jean.

She won't escape this time.

Now, I need you
to call me this afternoon.

I'll have a plan by then.

The use of a smuggled phone

comes
at a very high price in here.

Just call.

[bell ringing]

Until later, dear friend.

[guitar music]

[Gloria] Don't look at me
with those eyes.

It's the vet that put you
on a diet, not me.

Someone smells good.

- Hey, handsome.
- Hey.

This perfume's amazing.
I've never smelled better.

[they laugh]

[phone ringing] Hang up.

[phone ringing]

Hello, Gendarme Richard.

10 am?

Yeah, that's fine.

[whispers]
Totally forgot about this!

Do you want me to walk Douglas?

That'd be brilliant.
[mouthing] Thank you.

See you later.
Yeah, that's fine. Bye.

Now, who said
you could borrow that?

[giggles]

[they laugh]

[birds chirping]

[Judith] Darling?

[groans]

[Judith] Have you seen
my beautiful Hermès scarf

anywhere?

[hums] There you are,
my darling.

Now listen, I'd like
to take you out for lunch.

I've got
a little surprise for you.

Where were you thinking?

La Couronne.

Well, okay.

So long
as it's just La Couronne.

I can't possible go
to the Country Club.

I don't get my collagen fillers
until Tuesday.

[thud]

[upbeat music]

[knock]

[screams]

[mumbles] Baby, it's okay.

What the hell
are you doing? [yells]

Ah, come here, I'm so sorry.

[Gloria inhales]

I just wanted to make you laugh.

With that thing?

Douglas found it on our walk.
It reminded me of home.

Is that what your mom
looks like?

[laughs] No! It reminded me
of Halloween and all.

You scared me to death.

You don't say?

Shut up!

[they chuckle]

[door knocking]

Hiya! It was the glow plugs.

And I've changed the oil
as well. No charge.

Merci, Gloria, you are...

Where did you get that from?

I said,
where do you get that mask from?

There's no need
to speak to him like that.

I... I found it.

You need to accompany me
to the station.

[suspenseful music]

[Jeremy] Ah, Jean!
Just what we need.

A woman's opinion.

[Judith] Jean,
am I or am I not correct

in saying
that the perfume a woman wears

is as personal
as her underwear?

I've never
really thought about it.

- Darling, that's not quite...
- No, but don't...

Just tell me, Jean,
what is your most trusted scent?

I don't know.

Whatever I get
for Christmas usually.

[Jeremy laughs]

Well, Judith has
a signature smell

created by two
of the finest noses in France.

Noses?

An official term for a perfumer.

Oh, who knew?

But my husband,

who made a big deal
about surprising me today,

has chosen
to buy me a cheap copy,

which he thought
I wouldn't notice.

Darling, that is just nonsense.

I collected your new bottle
from Ozanne's last week.

I promise.

Ozanne's Perfumery?

Then you collected
the wrong one.

They both smell the same to me.

So you're suggesting
that Ozanne's

are suddenly skimping
on quality ingredients?

Of course not.

If it wasn't for the fact
that poor Raffy has passed away,

I would go in all guns blazing.

So you get the same perfume
from Ozanne's every time?

Oh, yes.

For almost 15 years now.
Their mother created it for me.

But this most recent bottle,
it smelled different?

Yes, it smells
absolutely ghastly.

Would it be possible

to take a look
at these bottles sometime?

I'm helping Caron

with this investigation
of the Ozanne's,

and it'd just be good
to know a bit more about them.

How about now?
No time like the present.

Oh, yes, splendid!
Champers at the chateau.

I was just about
to get a sandwich, actually.

- Come on, darling.
- Come on, it'll be a laugh.

You've got to let me see him!

Gloria, you cannot go
through there!

I don't know
what you think he's done.

Where did he get this from?

I've never seen it before
in my life.

Not until Coops was messing
about with it this morning.

He said Douglas found it.

And you witnessed this?

No.

Gloria, he's not under arrest.

We just need
to ask him some questions.

You are welcome
to wait here in reception.

[inhales] Cooper
is a good man, Caron.

I can vouch for him.

Gloria, how long have you
and Mr. McGraw known each other?

Nearly two months.

[hums]

[in French] Thank you.

[Caron]
Where did you find the mask?

I took Douglas for a walk
this morning and he found it.

[chuckles] It was so kooky,
I thought I'd scare Glo with it.

So you were on your own
when you found it?

Yeah.

What brought you
to St Victoire, Mr. McGraw?

I lived in Toulouse.

I'd gone through
a huge divorce and...

wanted a fresh start.

Where were you
yesterday at 5 pm?

Shopping.

Can anyone vouch for you?

I was on my own.

At 5 pm yesterday,

there was a fatal robbery
in St Victoire,

and the perpetrator
[bag rustling]

was wearing this mask.

Apologies
for keeping you waiting.

I needed to prepare.

My arms and hands
have been washed thoroughly

in perfume-free soap.

It is absolutely vital

that there are
no other interfering smells

polluting the skin.

One whiff of an intruder

can throw our noses

into completely
the wrong direction.

You may spray.

The left arm
is the remains of the original,

the right is the cheap copy.
You may smell.

Oh, right.

[Dom clears his throat]

[Jane hums]

Well, they're both lovely

but I think
the older one has more... depth?

Yeah. There is a difference.

The old one smells...

nice.

Whereas the other one
smells like...

toilet air freshener.

Well done, Dominic!

Not quite the eloquence
I would have liked,

but I absolutely agree.

It was not cheap!
I bought that from Ozanne's!

My signature smell evokes
memories from my childhood.

[Jean hums]

The olfactory bulb.

Sorry?

It's the part of the brain
that processes smells.

And it's right next

to the part of the brain
called the hippocampus,

which is crucial
in creating new memories.

So memory
is right next to smell.

- Really?
- [Jean mumbles]

Yeah, we've all got
scent memory.

Come on, what's the first smell
you can remember?

[Dom hums]

The smell of rain on a garden
after a hot summer.

I was 3 years old and told off
for sniffing the soil.

[Jane laughs]
That's called petrichor.

The smell of rain.

Mine's the furniture polish
that my gran used to use.

When my mother was dying,

I sprayed her
with the perfume that she wore

on her wedding day to my father

every few hours.

She had no idea
who I was by then,

but I knew
she would leave this world

with a beautiful memory
in her head.

Which is why
I am absolutely devastated

with this cheap version.

As soon as Raffy
is in the ground,

Raimund will be getting
the sharp end of my tongue.

You mark my words.

[Jean inhales] Right, well...

- I'd best get back to work.
- Yes.

Thanks for your little visit.

Oh, yes, thank you. You have
quite the nose, Dominic.

Thank you. [whispers] I think.

[Jean] Yeah, I couldn't even
tell the difference.

What can I say?
I am a man of hidden talents.

[phones chiming]

- [Gloria] - Hey, Dom.
- Hey, Jean.

[Gloria]
I'm at the police station.

[Gloria] They've taken
Cooper in. I need your help.

[Gloria] Please hurry up!

Thanks so much for coming.

I wasn't going to call,
but he's been in there for ages.

What for?

It was about a mask
Cooper found.

Now I haven't seen him
for hours.

You're joking?

What's going on with Cooper?

I'm holding Monsieur McGraw
for further questioning

because I think he was involved

in the robbery
on Ozanne's Perfumery.

[scoffs] Why?

He was found in possession
of the Arlecchino clown mask

used in the Toulouse robberies.

And he has no alibi.

He found that mask this morning
when he was walking Douglas.

Look, why don't we
give you a lift home?

You look like
you could do with a break.

I'm not going anywhere.

Look, love,
I don't think for one minute

that Cooper's involved
in any robberies.

Just bear with me, okay?

Jean, I think there's something
you should know.

Last night he gave me this.

[suspenseful music]

Glo, I'm...
I'm gonna have to tell Caron.

[Jane exhales]

I knew there was
something dodgy about him.

Just because a man
buys a bottle of perfume

doesn't mean to say
that he's a robber.

Yeah,
but how can you be sure of that?

He's got no alibi,

and he was found
in possession of the mask

and a bottle of perfume
from the shop that was robbed!

- It's not looking good, is it?
- No.

[telephone chiming]

Oh! Come on.

- Where are you going?
- [Jean] Come on.

Ah, Jean! I have news.

Hello.

I have been to see Simone.

[inhales]
I need to tell you every detail.

Course you do.

She said
that she felt very lucky

that I came to visit her.

Oh, Jean, after a few minutes,
it was like...

we forgot where we were.

Forgot everything
that had happened.

That's quite a statement,
Charlie.

- You be careful.
- All right.

[Jean exhales]

So, my surprise!

Why does she do that?

I have no idea
what you're talking about.

It only needed a good clean.

Where did you get this?

Enrique's called me.

It wasn't their thing,

but they know
that it's the real deal.

[Jean exhales]

Can you give me a lift
to Enrique's Antiques?

Course I can. Jump in.

That's the perfume bottle

that was supposed to have
been stolen from Ozanne's.

Caron showed me
a photograph of it yesterday.

[telephone vibrating]

So, will Jean be working late
this Friday?

Yes.

Charlie confirmed it.

Excellent.

I've decided
what to do with Jean.

I've decided
she's going up in flames.

Pardon?

[Barbara] Jean.

She's going to burn.

[Barbara] And she's provided
the perfect weapon.

Go on.

[Barbara] In the window there
is a Simon and Halbig doll.

The body is papier maché.

I'm going to use the old
linseed oil and rag trick.

Much safer for me.

How do you mean?

[Barbara] Boiled linseed oil
generates heat as it dries,

causing spontaneous combustion.

The place will go up
like wildfire. [exhales]

[accordion music]

I'm so confused.

So someone from Ozanne's

sold the pressed glass perfume
bottle to Enrique's weeks ago.

- Who was it?
- Raffy.

[hums] They've dealt with him
loads of times, apparently.

That's weird.

- We need to speak to Caron.
- Yeah.

The perfume bottle
wasn't stolen from the shop.

Raffy sold it to Enrique
weeks before.

Are you sure?

Enrique knows Raffy very well.

I see.

There's something else.

[in French] Yes?

I don't know
if it means anything,

but Judith is convinced

that the Ozanne twins
sold her inferior perfume.

Smelt like toilet air freshener.

You think the two are connected?

I don't know.

I do have
some other information.

Ozanne's
was mortgaged to the hilt

and they were behind
on the repayments.

[blows out] That doesn't
sound good, doesn't it?

Maybe Raffy
owned someone some money

and this has nothing to do
with the Toulouse robberies.

But Jean, all of the evidence

still points
towards Cooper being involved.

[groans]

I think
we need to visit Raimund again.

I'll call you later,
I've got an airport run.

Okay.

[hums]

[they laugh]

My mother loved London.

She would make us smell
the wooden beams in Liberty's.

Did she collect things?

Like perfume bottles?

Like the 1940s pressed glass one
that you said

was in the shop, Raimund?

The one you described in detail
on your insurance claim.

Yes. [exhales]

We know that Raffy
sold it to Enrique's weeks ago.

I was so embarrassed

that my own brother
would sell items

that had traveled through
the generations of our family.

I thought I'd cover it up

by putting it
on the insurance claim.

[hums]
And the re-mortgage of the shop?

You've done your homework.

I am a policeman.

We had other things
we could've sold,

but he wouldn't have it.

I just wish
we could've sorted it out

before the thief took his life.

[Raimund]
He was all I had in this world.

Very well.

Raimund,
I think your own fragrance

is the best in the shop.

[chuckles] Of course!

[in French] Thank you very much.

[chuckles]

I think you've frozen, love.

[groans]

[laughs] You daft head!

What are you doing?

Well, I've decided to spend
the night studying perfume.

I've got an itch
that I need to scratch.

You get cream for that,
you know?

Have you got
one of them ring lights on?

Have I heck!

You've put Vaseline
on the lens then.

What are you on about?

I'm just saying
you scrub up well on camera.

Shut up.

No, I won't. You do.

So do you.

[groans]

[Jean laughs] Right,
I'd better go scratch this itch.

Make sure
to turn on that camera first.

[chuckles]
I'll see you tomorrow.

Indeed you will.

[Caron] I don't understand.

It's all about the ambergris.

Jean, I don't know
what you're talking about,

but I do not have time
to go through another theory.

I have less than two hours
to charge Cooper.

We've just found that he bought
that perfume for Gloria

minutes before Raffy was killed.

New information
has come to light.

You bought a bottle of perfume
from Ozanne's perfumery

minutes before the robbery.

Why didn't you mention
this before?

[snickers]
I said I was shopping.

So you were there
just before the robbery

and you were found
in possession of this mask,

which is identical to the one
worn by the Toulouse robber.

Look, what I'm saying is true.
The damn dog dug it up.

It looked freaky
so I thought I'd keep it.

This morning, I also found out,
Monsieur McGraw,

that you have a police record
back in the US.

You're seriously
hanging an entire case

on something that happened
in Ohio when I was a kid?

Please, Jean,
it's all circumstantial.

I'm sorry, Cooper,
there is nothing I can do.

[knock on door]

[Cooper]
This is against my human rights.

and I bought
a bottle of perfume!

[raises his voice]
I demand a lawyer. Now!

Cooper, calm down,
this is evidence!

Caron, we need to go.

What are you talking about?
I am interviewing a suspect!

We have to go now!

[fast-paced music]

Cooper, I'll sort this.

We only have one more hour left
with this suspect.

Jean, what on Earth
are you doing?

Trust me,
I'll explain on the way.

[Caron exhales]

[Raimund speaks French]

[Raimund speaks French]

[Raimund speaks French]

Raimund [hums].

How was your relationship
with your brother?

Like any family,
we were up, we were down.

He could be difficult, [exhales]

but I loved him.

I never had a brother.

He was all I had in the world.

Were you close growing up?

Well,
we were very different people.

There are lots of myths
about twins.

In fact, we were quite
the opposite in most things,

but we always got on.

So you loved him?

Of course I loved him.

Then why did you kill him?

Kill my brother?

You saw
on the surveillance cameras.

The Toulouse robber came in,

took my brother's life,
and I saw him run away.

The Toulouse robbers
have been caught.

They were nowhere near here
on that evening.

Also, we only have
your statement

that you saw
the robber run away.

There were no other witnesses.

We spoke
to everyone in the square,

but no one saw anything.

Have you anything to say?

Okay.

This is how I see it.

You left the shop
and told your brother

that you were going to answer
a phone call upstairs.

You went into the back office

and you cut the phone call off.

You then changed your clothes

and ran out of the back door.

As he was about
to lock the front door,

you forced your way
into the shop.

You then put the fatal tape
round his nose and mouth,

knowing full well

that
with his hypoxemia condition,

he would be dead
within 30 seconds.

You then made a pretense
of stealing things

and went out the way you came.

You changed your clothes back.

And you ran back in the shop,

making a big deal
of reviving your dead brother.

But you forgot your tie.

Rubbish.

You have no proof.

- There is this.
- Ah, yes.

[bag rustling]

The Arlecchino mask.

I think

you would find it
hard to dispute

that this
is your personal fragrance.

[Caron] And I expect
we will find your DNA on it,

Raimund.

I bet you thought
you had buried it forever.

You've got a little doggy
to thank for that.

You buried it on wasteland
on the way home.

I mean, who on Earth
would find that?

What you've got there, Douglas?

Come on, boy!

And I bet
if we searched your house,

we'd find the ambergris.

Because that

is what all this is about,
isn't it, Raimund?

Explain to me again, Jean.
What is ambergris?

It's basically whale vomit.

A waxy mass floating in the sea.

But it's worth 25 000 euros
per kilo to a perfumer.

Isn't it, Raimund?

Why is it so expensive?

Well, it's a rare commodity

that enables the perfume
to stay longer on the skin.

And it has a much purer effect
than its synthetic counterpart.

And that's why Judith's perfume

smells slightly different,
isn't it?

You used the cheap stuff.

I suspect

that you wanted
to sell the ambergris

and pay off all your debts.

But Raffy didn't.
He was having none of it.

So you killed him for it.

How could you possibly know?

The rock lamp.

It wasn't salt rock, was it?

It was a huge lump of ambergris.

And now

it's missing.

Raffy was impossible.

Always the favorite,
the better looking one.

Always the joker, the genius.

He's the one who inherited
mother's skills as a perfumer.

[inhales] Oh.

The picture of you
as little boys was...

my final clue.

The rock lamp in the picture

is much bigger
than the one in the shop.

There is only one reason
that lamp can get smaller.

'Cause little pieces
were being chipped away.

[inhales sharply]

My mother left us this business

and it was always drummed
into me that he was the talent.

Go on.

She said the ambergris
would last us a lifetime

and never to sell it.

She used ambergris
in half of her perfumes.

But fashion changes.

In America,
ambergris is illegal.

It became so rare and expensive
that Raffy would only use it

in the best,
most expensive perfumes.

Like the one you make
for Judith Lloyd James?

Yes.

But I made hers
without the ambergris this time

and Raffy became incandescent.

I said
she was just a silly old lady,

she would never notice.

He just didn't understand that
we had to sell the ambergris,

otherwise we'd be ruined.

He flat out refused.

[inhales]

And then

he sold Mother's perfume bottle,

and that meant the world to me.

That was the last straw.

[melancholy accordion music]

Who knew whale vomit
was so valuable?

Well, I'd heard of ambergris,

but it was only
when I did my homework

that I realized
it was so expensive.

[hums]
A little swot, aren't you?

Always have been.

I used to hate homework.

[inhales] I used to come
with the most elaborate excuses.

Example, please.

"The budgie set it on fire."

[chuckles] Shut it!

That was true that one!

We had a budgie
that had a penchant

for my dad's lit cigarettes.

One day, out of his cage,
he swooped down,

nicked the fag out of his gob,
drops it on my homework.

Poof! Went up like kindling.

- Course it did! [laughs]
- It did!

- Of course it did!
- It did!

[laughs]

You've got to face the music.

Got you, sister.

Cooper, I just wanted
to say how sorry...

Jean, you have nothing
to be sorry for,

you got me out of that jail.

It's not your fault, Jean,
basically it's Douglas' fault.

He always creates drama
when he's on a diet.

A bit like me. [giggles]

Hey, how about we try
a pint of that Irish stout

Niall keeps banging on about?

Sure, that sounds great.

Go on, I'll join you.

And me,
though I need to warn you,

last time I drank that stuff,

I was on a hen night in Dublin

and they wouldn't let me back
on the plane home. [chuckles]

So we're in for a good night.

[chuckles]

[telephone chime]

[hums] Just be a minute.

[melancholic piano music]

[electronic beeps]

[inhales sharply] Well...

It's time for me to dress you up

for the special occasion,
my darling.

[tense music gets louder]

Hello, Barbara.

Not my Simon and Halbig doll.

It took me ages to source that.

Oh, the old linseed oil,
self combustion trick.

Very clever.

How did you know?

So you were going
to set fire to our shop

with me in the back
and Charlie upstairs?

[Caron] Richard!

Barbara Kingsley,

I'm arresting you for the murder
of Albert Gilbert,

the murder of Rory White,

the attempted murder
of Jean White

and attempted grand arson.

[cackles] You have absolutely
no proof, you fools!

You!

No!

Caron came to see me
when I started my sentence.

[Simone] He told me
that if you ever visited me,

I should let him know.

And I did.

[Simone] You confessed
everything.[snickers]

You could not help
but show off.

I was wearing a wire
every time we spoke.

[Barbara] I killed
him with a lighter

that she gifted him.

Quite poetic, don't you think?

It's over, Barbara.

It will never be over.

Why did you only tell me
this afternoon?

I always believed you, Jean,
but we had no evidence.

I had to get it
and this was the only way.

I could not let you know before,

it would have been
too dangerous.

Thank you,

thank you very much.

She was a right nutter,
wasn't she?

Yeah.

- Hey, are you okay?
- [inhales] Yeah.

I don't know why I'm crying.
I'm really happy. [inhales]

Relief?

The fact
she's finally been arrested?

Yeah!

- [Jean inhales]
- You're safe now.

[sniffles and exhales]

Come on.

[final credits music]