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(On va voir papa.)

C'est nous. -Coucou.

Ca va, ma pépète ?

-She's happy to see you!

Ca va ?

-Oui.

-Don't worry. We're not going to let you go.

I will come to the trial on appeal with you.

Just because we're separated doesn't mean I love you anymore.

You are the father of my child and that is sacred.

-Tu sais...

I have doubts sometimes.

-Doubts about what?

-Sur mes souvenirs.

If I had an additional mechanism with Strapi,

maybe I had one with my grandfather too.

And that it was another man who raped me.

-And you would have turned him away? I find it hard to believe it.

-C'est bizarre.

But... It haunts me since the first trial.

Maybe I made it all up.

-You're freaking out, that's normal. But how could you have invented that?

Sometimes victims don't know if they were really raped.

They have doubts.

OK ?

-OK, oui.

-To ensure this, it would have been necessary

perform an anoscopy, which was not done.

Their conclusions were therefore too hasty.

The gap doesn't mean anything.

It could have been the result of scratching due to pinworm disease.

-Your colleagues from Melun had excluded him.

-Pour moi,

this is an error. The presence of this worm is common among children.

A pinworm could have existed without being noticed.

-But we said that it wasn't that!

You are stepping out of your role as an auxiliary of justice!

-What does he know? He is a doctor?

-You, no comments.

An accused cannot contact such as the public prosecutor!

Anyway,

you have rogue defense. -Remove that.

-I was speaking to your client.

-C'est extrêmement grave.

If the Advocate General does not apologize immediately, I leave

la barre. -Suspendons la séance.

Regain your calm.

-Justice took 5 years to appoint this counter-expert, and that's it

comment on le traite !

I'm going to see the President. Without apologies, I won't come back.

-It's weird because when you listen to your grandfather,

he looks sincere too.

It must be exciting being a juror. I would love to do that.

-It must be good.

-Your aunt won't stop looking at you.

She seems nice. -She is. Super nice.

I got along too well with her.

Same, with my grandfather, we were accomplices.

Which would make me really happy,

we're settling back in all three of us here in the South.

We would be good.

-We talked about it.

After the trial, we go our separate ways.

Tu vas où ? -Marcher.

-I'm coming. -I need to get used to being alone.

-Ca va ? -Oui.

-What are you doing there?

-Nothing. I'm going to go for a walk. See the sea.

-Et...

Aren't you with your girlfriend? -No.

She didn't really want to. -Ah.

Do you want me to accompany you?

-Yes. Why not?

-OK.

-Mais... attends.

We don't talk about the affair.

-Non. OK. Bien sûr.

-OK.

-The Advocate General has lost his temper.

-I didn't understand. He broke down. -Serious!

-You know, I'm mad at you for never calling me.

I've been feeling abandoned by my family here for 10 years

-Tu rigoles ?

I had neither the right nor the desire to do it.

You know very well why. -We said we wouldn't talk about it.

-No, but I'll answer you. -Yes. Sorry.

Tell me about yourself instead. What you are becoming. Tell.

-Bah écoute...

I have a clinic veterinarian in Castel.

-Bien. -C'est cool.

-Tom, ça va ? -Oui. Ca va super.

Il a 12 ans.

-Sorry? Tom is 12? -Well yes. He's in fifth grade.

-It would be a pleasure to see him again.

-And you? What are you doing? Your girlfriend is cute.

-Ouais.

We're going to separate, so... -Oh so? Why?

-I haven't had a very easy time because everything that happened to me.

It was a bit of a mess.

But the trial will allow me to pass

something else.

De me reconstruire. J'en ai besoin, là.

I would like to come back to the region.

See grandpa again. If he goes to prison, I'll go see him, I think.

I've been thinking about this for a while

...

See you tomorrow, then? -Yeah. See you tomorrow.

Bonne nuit. -Bonne nuit. Et...

See you again whatever happens, right?

-Oui. OK.

-Whatever the verdict? You promise?

-Oui.

-Je t'aimais, tata.

-L'audience est ouverte.

You can sit down.

The Court will deliver its verdict. Accused, stand up.

A la question, "M. Claude Arbona

"is he guilty of the rape of his grandson

"Lucas Arbona ?", le jury a répondu

"Yes" and sentenced him to 9 years in prison.

-Oh !

On menotte Claude.

-9 ans, c'est bien. Tu viens ?

Porte.

Jingling of keys.

-Promenade ! Porte.

Bonjour, M. Arbona.

Yesterday, we were wondering if we were going to see you again.

-Bonjour, Claude. -Ca va, Bernard ?

-On y va ? -Oui.

-Tu ne saisis pas la Cour de cassation ?

-For what? There is no hope.

Et toi ?

-Well... I too will give up if I lose on appeal.

I will request my transfer to Casabianda.

-What is Casabianda? -An open prison in Corsica.

We see the sea from the cells.

It even seems that you can walk on the beach.

-Bonjour.

Bip.

Do you have any clothes for him?

...

Monsieur ? -Claude Arbona.

Lancel wants you to go to the registry

appeal to the Court of Cassation. You only have 5 days to do so.

-Non.

I will accept my sentence

and ask to be transferred to Corsica to Casabianda.

That way, I can see the sea. -What are you talking about?

And us, what becomes of us? -Lancel says that if we want

seize the European Court, you must take all legal recourse here.

-It's going to cost a fortune

and it will never succeed. -Listen to me carefully.

As soon as you leave this damn parlour, you go to the registry

and you make your request, period!

-"Dear grandpa, we have decided

"with grandma that we would wait for your return

"to fetch the eggs Easter in the garden.

"Every evening I say prayers for you to come out,

"but it doesn't work. What a shame!

"At night sometimes, in my bed,

"I cry thinking of you.

"Be strong, grandpa. We're all thinking of you.

"Je t'aime."

-Inviter ce petit con ?

It's a joke, I hope? -No!

But his behavior is too weird.

He wants to get closer to us. That means something.

He knows we know he lied.

He's not going to throw himself into the den of the wolf.

Something very important is happening.

If I miss out, I will blame myself for the rest of my life.

-Good night! -Good night, my darling.

Sleep well. I didn't know that you were Buddhist.

-I try. We'll see. -You're right. You have to try everything.

-Bonne nuit !

-Bonne nuit.

-I saw him in front of his little altar, it was so cute.

-Tu es sûre pour Lucas ?

-Oui.

...

-Bonjour.

-Ca va, toi ? -Oui.

-Do you remember me? -Um... No.

-Moi, si.

T'as grandi, mais t'as pas changé.

-Bonjour. -Bonjour.

-Thierry. -Lucas. Enchanté.

-Entrez.

-In any case, it wasn't bad. -You saw, it's good.

Want something else?

-Please. With pleasure. -I have something pretty good.

-Un petit coup de vin ? -Moi ?

-Ton neveu ne suce pas que de la glace.

-Tu sais quoi ?

Tomorrow we're going to take him on daddy's boat.

When he was little, he loved it. So... I don't know, maybe it's okay...

do something to him. -You shouldn't have been a vet.

Mais profiler.

Genoa furler clicking.

...

-It goes away by itself!

There's nothing to do, actually.

-Pas mal ! -Oui, ça va.

...

-T'as pas perdu la main.

-You can't forget that.

-Ca doit te rappeler des souvenirs.

-Oui !

C'est quoi ?

-A letter that grandpa wrote to you.

He had no right to send it.

Want to read it?

-"Don't despair, Lucas. We will meet again.

"I promise you in this letter that I have no right to send.

"We will meet again before I ascend to heaven.

"And without having anything to say to each other, we will hold each other tight.

"So strong that the suffering and the sorrows will fly away."

-Can I keep it? -Yes. Of course.

-"And you will see, a patch of blue sky will appear.

"As blue as the day you told me

"that life was so good here."

...

-Ca va ? -Oui, oui.

It's amazing how much I missed it here.

Do you think... Is there any way that I could come back to the family?

-I don't know.

But we always got by at the Arbona's, right?

-Hmm.

-Tu sais,

here I had the time to rewatch the film 50 times.

I was wrong.

I missed the point

I was a father...

too severe, too absent.

This is undoubtedly what Pierre reproduced with his son.

I thought I could make up for it with Lucas.

By cherishing it, By spoiling it. But...

We can't make up for lost time.

Léa cuts vegetables.

...

-Tout va bien ? -Oui.

I'd like a drink. -I'll make this for you.

-Please.

Léa, I could use your computer...

Quickly, please? -Yes. Of course.

What do you want to do?

-A... Word. Something like that.

-Voilà. Ca ira ? -Nickel. Merci.

-Dinner in seven minutes.

-Euh... Léa ?

-Oui ?

-Could you help me mail a text?

Moi, je suis plutôt PC. -Oui.

-There, I don't understand anything.

-Alors...

Voilà.

Hop. Your file is in the body of the email.

You enter your address and you send.

-Ah. OK. Merci.

Tiens.

You can read that if you want.

This should make you happy.

"Madam President,

"it's been 11 years since my grandfather has been sullied, condemned,

"and I would like to be heard because I am the only one guilty.

"I will accept the sanctions I deserve,

"because I made a mistake when I was a child.

"My grandfather never raped me.

"I lied and ever since, I've been paying for it every day.

"I can no longer look in the mirror.

"I'm in pain. I hate myself.

"J'ai honte.

"My grandfather didn't deserve this.

"He must be recognized as a victim

"et innocent.

"I hope from the bottom of my heart that it will be released quickly

"to prison and that justice will be done to him.

"Looking forward for a positive response,

"please believe,

"Madam President, in my complete sincerity."

-It must have taken him, courage, to write that.

-He's here. Do you want to see it?

-Yes, of course.

...

-It's crazy, no news from the judges in 15 days!

-They don't answer. -What should I actually do?

I'm tired of waiting for him to get out of prison!

-I'll call them back.

-OK.

Putain...

-Stop there.

Wait for me, please.

Merci.

Bonjour, Lucas. -Bonjour. Merci.

-De rien.

I'll record you. I'll write this up this evening.

-Madam President. It was just brought to me.

...

Appel sortant. -Oui ?

-What is this story?

-The truth.

-Do you remember the details that you told me?

No one can make this up!

-Stop yelling! I told you it wasn't true.

-Why would you do that? -What don't you understand?

Je te dis que j'ai menti, papa. -OK. Tu es où ?

-At Léa's. -What are you doing at her house?

They are manipulating you? They paid you?

-T'es sérieux ?

Can you hear yourself? You should be glad that I was never raped.

-Tu fous le bordel

and I should be happy, and more? Damn!

-Le voilà. Il sort. -M. le Maire !

-M. Arbona,

justice took 40 days to release you. It's long, isn't it?

-Let's just say I had time to prepare my bag.

-Will you forgive Lucas? -I don't know.

I should talk to him. But we don't have the right.

-Do you blame justice?

-I am on provisional release. I cannot answer.

-Will you return to the town hall? -They are doing just fine without me.

But I would have liked to leave my grandchildren the image

of a chosen grandfather rather than that of a guilty one.

-Thank you very much.

-What are you going to do today? -Today?

I will kiss my children, my family.

Then I'll go get Easter eggs.

-In June? -I have some time to make up for.

-Mr. Arbona! This way! A smile, please!

-Une photo !

Flashes crackling.

...

-Tu as pris ta parka ? Sonnerie.

...

-Allô ? -C'est Frédéric.

-Bonjour, Maître.

-I received the judgment from the Court of Cassation.

It confirms the two previous judgments.

The good news, is that Lucas's retraction

constituting an unknown fact at the time of the trials,

we can request their revision.

-And how is it going? -It's not a sure thing.

This is a rare procedure. There have only been 7 cases since the war.

It's a new fight. But we can do it.

-C'est pas possible... -Quoi ?

-Nothing, darling. Nothing.

-Gentlemen, what's going on? -Hello, Mr. Arbona.

We've come to give you a letter from the public prosecutor's office.

-Que dit-elle ? -Vu la confirmation

of the judgment by the Court of cassation, you are expected

Monday at 9 a.m. at the remand center. I'm really sorry.

Goodbye, sir. -Goodbye.

Sonnerie.

... -Oui, Claude ?

Quoi ?

No but... What are they playing?

Voice of journalists. -A declaration!

... -A statement!

-Words fail me

pour dire mon indignation.

Where we expected justice even though she doubts, she persists

in error.

We will appeal

and refer the matter to the Court of Revision. Thank you.

Flashes.

...

-Hello, Mr. Mayor. We are sorry.

On a honte de ce qui se passe. -Merci.

Any news from Bernard? -He went to Casabianda.

I leave it open. You will tell me when you want me to close.

-Merci.

Elle frappe.

-Your appointment is here.

-Bonjour, Mme la Juge. Brigadier-chef Sylvie Charlec.

My deputy, François Cabal. -Enchanted. Sit down.

The review commission criminal convictions

ordered additional information to find out

if a 3rd trial is legitimate. You are responsible for the investigation.

It will first be necessary to verify that Lucas's retraction

was not bought by her family, because her lifestyle raises questions.

I'll let you discover the instruction file.

My clerk has prepared a copy for you.

-Your grandfather appealed again. There's nothing more we can do.

-Are they serious? It's been 1,000 times that I've said he didn't do anything!

It's stupid to leave him in jail.

-This is absurd. But they follow the logic of the Court of Cassation.

Put yourself in their place.

What proves that you're not still lying?

-Je sais.

-Judges are only there to establish the truth.

So they reopen an investigation and re-interview everyone.

-En attendant, papi reste en prison ?

-I don't know. -Yes! It's certain. I'm not stupid.

I told them I lied!

For Strapi, I lied. In boarding school I accused a student of rape

pour me venger. -Quoi ?

What is this story? You never told me about it.

-No one believed me. There was a gendarmerie investigation.

-You're going to drive me crazy, you!

It's important that you say this to new investigators.

Insist that they find this file.

-And in the meantime? I want it out.

-You did what you had to do.

It is up to justice to act.

-Super. -Capitaine Cabal, PJ de Paris.

I'm looking for processed legal cases

par le tribunal de Melun concernant Lucas Arbona.

Brouhaha. -He told us about an investigation

gendarmerie about an accusation of rape

at the Saint-Jean boarding school in 2003.

-Sur Lucas Arbona.

I would like to access his bank accounts.

C'est ça.

Whatever you have.

Lieutenant Gevrier.

-She only said it to me. So...

She will definitely know that it came from me.

-It's a police investigation. It's serious.

You have to tell the truth. -Actually...

She was raped when she was little.

-Font. We're coming to search. -Please. Come in.

What are you looking for? -We want to check your accounts.

...

-He has already asked you

for personal loans? -Never.

He never asked me anything.

-He asked you

de l'argent ? -Non.

-Did you offer him some? -Oh no!

-Has this ever happened to you to help him out financially?

On s'interroge sur son train de vie.

How does he survive?

-Yes... I happened to help him.

-OK. -Des petites sommes.

-Approximately how much? -Oh... I don't know anymore.

I can't tell you.

He was going to receive a big compensation

after his trial, so I wasn't worried.

-But he never touched it. So he paid you back?

And you continued to help him? -Afterwards, it's a spiral.

He kept asking me for more. Always more.

To study, buy materials for your evenings...

And when I started asking him to pay me back,

he admitted to me that he had started to gamble... and lose.

To give me my money back. And...

He even threatened to prostitute himself. And that...

That, for me... It was unbearable.

So I asked... my father if he would also agree to help.

And he said yes.

So we made him a transfer.

-So in total, how much did you lend him?

-I don't know.

-How much did you lend him in total?

-Euh... 20 000 euros. Pas plus.

-T'as pas honte ?

Sale petit menteur.

-Sir? What are you doing?

-I want to see the president. -Do you have an appointment?

-No. But I think that she can receive me.

-Votre nom ? -Lucas Arbona.

-Lucas Arbona demonstrates outside. He wants to see the president.

-So? What's going on? -I don't understand.

The Court of Review reopens an investigation,

but you put him back in prison.

Ca n'a pas de sens, non ? -D'accord.

But your strike won't help anything.

-If I stop my hunger strike will it come out?

-The Melun court confirmed the rape complaint

against one of his comrades.

He was very vague in his accusations

and refused confrontations. In short, the case was dismissed.

-No one made the link with the other case?

-Non. -Pas même ses parents ?

-And we found a complaint

against Lucas for fraud.

-Unpaid music equipment and resold to Cash Express

for liquid.

-Pour combien ? -A ton avis ?

-I don't know. 5,000 ?

10 ?

20 ?

-60 000 euros.

-60 000 euros ? Putain...

-Les comptes des Arbona sont clean.

-But we found some interesting things on Lucas's.

-Des chèques de Fabienne Bournel

and a transfer from his father E20,000, I know.

-Did she tell you that under oath? -Yes.

-Elle a menti.

-Les Bournel lui ont viré 90 000E.

-OK. Bon...

What does all this tell us?

That Lucas based his life on lies.

Small to attract attention, grown up to make money.

-This tells us above all that by retracting,

he gave up the 60,000E in compensation from his grandfather.

-So a priori he is sincere. -Yes.

Et toi, ton scoop ?

-Are you seated correctly?

Lucas' mother also hid things from us.

She was raped as a child. Which means

qu'en revivant son propre viol, elle a pu inconsciemment

influencer la confession de Lucas. -C'est chez papi ?

Dis-moi. Dis-moi. Dis-moi !

-Bon bah...

A bientôt.

Questions from journalists, crackling flashes.

... -M. Arbona! A little word.

-J'appelle Lucas Arbona à la barre.

Do you swear to tell the whole truth, nothing but the truth?

-Je le jure.

-Before you answer us,

did you wish to make a statement to the Court?

-Oui.

-So we listen to you.

-So here it is: since the beginning of the affair, I have matured a lot.

I know now that everything what I said as a child was wrong.

You should know that I was 9 years old.

I was unhappy in my life. My parents had just separated.

I couldn't stand it.

I lied to get everyone's attention.

To have pity, a little love.

Basically, I just wanted to break my arm,

but I was too cozy.

Like back then, we only talked about pedophilia,

I said to myself... Why not me?

Why not a story with my grandfather?

He is very famous. And above all, my father hates him.

My father was very cold.

I thought it would bring us closer.

So I made up this story about rape and it worked.

Afterwards, I saw this psychologist who told me:

"What you say is true,

"your grandfather must be punished." -He must be punished.

-Deep down, I found her crazy, for believing me.

I didn't really understand.

But this moment was very important because I no longer dared

go back.

-Tu vas t'allonger. -Après, on m'a ausculté.

There... I panicked. I told myself that he would see that I was lying.

-We'll start slowly. -Not even.

They found traces of my rape.

From there, it was on.

It was a parade of interrogations. Psys, experts...

Everyone believed me.

Every time someone believed me, my father spoiled me.

It was the dream.

As everyone believed me, I started to believe it too.

I hated my grandfather more and more.

En fait...

It was only... after the first trial,

that I saw myself again...

I saw myself again,

kid, who lied during interrogations and everything.

During naptime. I was like, “That’s not me.”

"C'est pas possible que j'aie fait ça."

So I started to hate myself.

Looking at myself in the mirror was hell.

And after the appeal trial, it was quite complicated.

I was all alone. I had destroyed everything around me.

At that time, I wanted to come back to the South.

The rest, you know it.

I would like to ask your forgiveness.

A vous, la justice.

I also ask for forgiveness from my parents.

To all those who believed me, who supported me.

I especially want to say sorry to my grandfather.

Tell him I love him.

I think it's mutual.

And above all, I hope that one day he will forgive me.

-So of course there is Lucas' retraction,

but there is also the folder.

Who says Lucas was indeed abused sexually by his grandfather.

This is the only explanation and it has been noted by all the experts.

Injury to the anus, behavior very disturbed by Lucas,

typical suicide attempt sexual abuse victims.

When Lucas recanted,

he was in debt, lived with his aunt who provided him with accommodation

and the cutlery, and all this is not neutral

as part of its withdrawal.

Then you will have understood, in my soul and conscience,

I still doubt the innocence of Claude Arbona.

Cependant,

I am not asking for his conviction.

But you're not here to please.

You are here to deliver justice.

And acquittal is not inevitable. Thank you.

-Jusqu'au bout.

-Ca fait plus de 3h. C'est bizarre, non ?

-I'll see what happens.

Excuse me.

Would you like a cigarette? -Yes.

-Merci.

Merci.

Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you. Thank you very much. Thank you.

The vehicle moves away.

C'est gentil. Merci.

It's going to be okay, actually. -The Court! Stand up.

-The hearing is open. You may be seated.

Accused, please stand up.

A la question "Claude Arbona

"is he guilty of touching his grandson Lucas?",

le jury a répondu "Non".

A la question

"Is Claude Arbona guilty of rape of his grandson Lucas?",

le jury a répondu "Non".

Claude Arbona is therefore acquitted. Brouhaha.

Applause.

... L'audience est levée.

...

-Thank you, Master. -Please.

-On a réussi.

-Come on, let's see the press.

-Merci, Maître. Merci.

-A hot reaction?

-I'm relieved that I was heard.

But right now, I prefer to talk to my family.

I'll make time for you afterwards.

-Nothing to add?

Flashes crackle. -Go near him. There you go.

...

-Viens.

Viens. Voilà.

There you go. It's over.

It's over. We won't leave each other now.

...

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