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Alex Hugo The Lovers Of The Refuge

- Hello. - Hello.

Go ahead.

It was in the pocket of the deceased.

When will you bring them?

When we take them down. There's no hurry now.

Isabelle and Antoine.

I knew them both well.

Antoine just celebrated his 60th birthday.

Pentobarbital, an ideal drug for assisted suicide

or euthanasia.

It's hard to find. But with the Internet...

- She was a nurse. - That makes sense.

- What about him? - He was a guide.

A mountain guide.

Give me that.

Thanks.

The coroner supposes they're dead since 3 or 4 weeks.

The cold conserved the bodies. So, it's hard to say.

They died without having possibly suffered.

OK. Listen to this.

"Léo, my sweet, first of all, you need to know

"that dad and I love you,

"but I'm suffering from MND.

"My weeks are counted, with no hope to cure.

You know this disease?

"This disease destroys my neurones, all my muscles will get paralysed.

"I will lose my mind and I don't want that."

A nasty thing.

2 bodies locked in from the inside, a farewell letter,

a drug for suicide.

If all our cases could be this easy.

Here, I found this: a memory card.

Come, sir. Please get into your car.

Mum requested a sabbatical one month ago.

Now, I get it better.

When did you last see them?

About 3 weeks ago.

We had a stupid argument. We're a family of pig-heads.

What stupid argument?

About the fact I was still a bachelor.

But I don't have time for a family.

Mum was worried about me, even more lately.

I could've tried to help her with her disease.

You couldn't do anything. Nobody could.

There's no treatment for this disease.

They always said they wanted to be cremated

and their ashes mixed together.

The letter says they want them to be strewn in the mountains.

In the landscape they loved.

What happens now?

There'll be an autopsy. It's the procedure.

The bodies will then be given back to you.

We found a memory card.

I took a look. It's photos of your parents.

I made a copy.

We thought you'd like to have them.

Thanks.

They wanted to be cremated.

Isabelle and Antoine.

Their ashes mixed.

Antoine just celebrated his 60th birthday.

2 bodies locked in, a farewell letter, a drug for suicide.

Now they want their ashes to be strewn in the mountains.

The coroner supposes they're dead since 3 or 4 weeks.

The cold conserves the bodies.

It's beautiful.

- You like it? - My word...

It's superb. Incredible.

The path is over here. It's the house that's just there.

- And this is your place? - Yes.

I understand Alex.

There's even a stream.

It's paradise !

Hi, son.

Why are you here?

Nice welcome.

He's come for a few days. I suggested he stays with us.

- I can find a hotel. - No way.

We've been here for ages, you never came once,

not a phone call.

Why are you here?

To see my son, that's all.

- Where are you off to? - I've got work. See you later.

It's better that way.

Don't worry.

The coroner supposes they're dead since 3 or 4 weeks.

The cold conserved the bodies well, it's hard to say.

When did you last see them?

About 3 weeks ago.

We had a stupid argument and didn't talk again.

We're a family of pig-heads.

What stupid argument?

About the fact I was still a bachelor.

No, nothing. No camera, no camcorder.

It's strange, but that's it.

See the snowshoes standing in the snow.

They're in the same place as where we found them,

but without the snow.

So they never left the refuge

once they went in on the 5th of April.

That way, we have the exact date of the suicide.

Don't you think she's rather happy

for someone about to commit suicide?

Look, I don't know about that.

She might have wanted to leave a nice souvenir for her son.

They'd got into words with Léo.

Why didn't they call him to see him one last time?

They love their son. Why leave without a goodbye?

Stop beating around the bush. Voice your thoughts.

If they'd climbed to the refuge just for the day.

They take photos, admire the landscape, relax...

but before they leave, someone forces them to commit suicide.

- No. Alex, no. - Wait on, I've not finished.

That person takes the camera.

If you want to die, you don't take photos.

But he's not aware of something.

Antoine's already filled up a memory card

and has put it in his pocket.

Yeah...

Yeah.

It could be, but...

the door was locked from the inside.

I've not forgotten that.

Hi, Alex.

So, tell me.

You can imagine what a shock it was to me.

Antoine was the best.

We called him the Yeti.

He could take a group to the refuge of Lazaret

and go to mount Vernet the next day.

He knew the mountain in and out.

And the refuge where they were?

It was their spot. Isabelle's and his.

There are animals there: mouflons, chamois,

quite a few birds of prey, too. He loved all that.

They went there once a month,

whatever the weather and season.

How many keys are there to the refuge?

There are two sets. Antoine always kept one.

We found this one in Isabelle's pocket.

So there must be another one?

Let's check that out.

Shit, it's not here.

Who has access to this box?

All the staff from the guide's office, colleagues,

the caretaker... That's a lot of people.

- Can I have a look at his locker? - Yes.

Did you notice any change about him lately?

I can't really say.

He wasn't the talkative kind.

No, he was his usual self. Well, I think so.

- His son, do you know him? - I don't. I've never seen him.

He always had it with him in the mountains?

Yes, it was better, just in case. At least we could find him.

Can you check for anything unusual?

Now...

Well, that's something.

He did this trip more than once. Look at the history.

We know his route well, off the beaten tracks.

Very steep.

December, January, February...

He went up a couple of times a month,

in the middle of winter.

Why would he do that, Alex? There's nothing up there.

So?

Guidebooks on Patagonia and Argentina.

Any camera?

No, I didn't find any. But see this.

A one-way ticket to Buenos-Aires. A rental car.

Look at the date. They should have left one week ago.

There's no return date.

What's that?

It looks like a stash, but empty.

Leo, if you know anything, please tell us.

Er... I don't!

I never saw this.

And I wasn't aware of the journey.

My mother loved South America, but they never left this place.

If they wanted to go, why did they commit suicide?

Right, come, let's chat in the kitchen.

I'll have the house searched, and the prints taken.

Alex, you can go home, if you wish.

I'll handle this. Don't worry.

I heard your father's here. You might want to spend time with him.

You know he's here?

OK.

Anton calling: mobile

Hello, Eddy? Anton speaking.

- What news? - I found a very good client.

Yes. Raise the bidding.

When will you be back in Casteldelfino?

Shit, don't say bloody names!

Yes, it's OK. No worries.

You're lucky they don't understand.

OK.

We're on our way. No worries.

It's OK. Get out.

Remove the blindfold.

In about twenty hours, you'll be home.

You understand? OK?

In about twenty hours.

Home.

Home.

Yes.

Hello, Eddy, the kid's worth a million.

I got the results. Go ahead.

- You sure? - Yes, go ahead.

- 100 %? - 200 %.

Hold his hands!

Leave him in the middle of nowhere! As far as possible.

I'm taking the kid!

Don't forget to give him his money!

I'm legit!

Hurry up.

There.

Thanks.

They're all from the surrounding mountains.

You're really lucky to be living here.

We don't get all this in the city.

Well, we do, but they're tasteless.

The meal was really wonderful, Émilie.

Thanks. Glad you enjoyed it.

You know, Alex, your mother had lots of qualities,

but cooking wasn't one of them.

What do you know about her qualities?

- I lived half my life with her. - You were never there.

People only cook for the ones they love.

I'm sorry.

She was a beautiful woman.

You should talk to him.

You obviously have scores to settle, the two of you.

Want me to apologise?

I didn't say that,

but no need to be aggressive each time he talks.

I don't know, give him a chance.

Come on here.

I'll try.

- OK? - Yes, it's quite a hard route.

I can't imagine Antoine Lefort did it twice a month.

Just one hour more.

According to the GPS, he came precisely here,

at the foot of this tree.

What's this place?

We call it the memory tree.

You hang up whatever you want.

It's for the good and bad memories.

He stayed here about one hour. Then, he turned back.

I don't get it.

Besides this tree, there's nothing here.

I only see one thing.

Just behind the peak, it's Italy.

I knew about Isabelle's disease. She knew I wouldn't say anything.

- You knew them well? - I did.

I did my nursing with Isabelle.

And then, we shared everything: casualties, paediatrics...

And I and her husband went to each other's houses,

perhaps, once a month or so.

What about the trip to Argentina, a one-way ticket?

You knew about it?

Isabelle always said they'd settle there one day.

They loved Latin America, the landscapes, mostly,

the open spaces.

But this time, she didn't say anything.

Leave it.

Thanks, Carole.

- I'm used to it. - Thanks.

Here, there they are.

1, 2, 3... 6, 7...

8 with yours.

The stocks show there are 2 missing.

You know it's restricted to staff only?

The gentleman's from the police.

Hello, ma'am.

Isabelle was my nurse at the operating room.

A good nurse, discreet, competent.

She worked on delicate operations.

Lately, I saw her tremble once or twice.

That's when she told me about her MND.

Later. I'm busy.

How serious had the disease got?

Quite serious?

Serious enough to know it was too late,

that she was going to die.

Hence her request for a sabbatical one month ago.

It was a discreet way of leaving the hospital...

without letting anybody know.

I knew she'd never come back.

Anybody else knew about her condition?

Certainly, but I don't know who.

One more thing:

may I have the list of the people who have access to the pharmacy?

Of course.

But I'll need a paper from the judge.

Thank you.

She threw you out?

Not at all. Quite the opposite. I'm certain we'll meet again.

She's changed.

She was a renowned heart surgeon.

She was actually one of the first women in surgery.

But she made a medical mistake that handicapped a patient.

Is it? And she still practices?

She does. The hospital managed to hush the case and keep her,

but she's done with serious operations.

Now, she deals more with haemorrhoids.

Interesting. Thanks.

And how's Leo?

It's hard to lose one's parents like this, so fast.

I'll give him a call.

Patrick, in my office.

Oh, what luck!

Signore Alex Hugo?

You've got an appointment with a guide.

He's waiting for you at Uccelli point.

He knows the region very well. Arrivederci.

OK, I'm on my way. Grazie mille.

France - Italy Customs

There, that's the head of the colossus.

It's like on the French side.

We can get up there by climbing this way.

See?

But it's very dangerous. It's not marked off.

A guide paid the price, recently.

What happened?

Mario Norte was a great, experienced guide,

but he was carried away by an avalanche.

- When was that? - End of February.

He never told anyone he was going so far up.

We searched everywhere.

His body was found a dozen days later,

when the snow had melted.

- Thanks a lot. - Bye.

The last date on Antoine's GPS

was the date there was an avalanche on the Italian side.

23rd February. The same date

an Italian guide, Mario Norte, disappeared.

The guides would meet by the head of the colossus

using impassable ways?

Each on either side of the border?

A trail that wasn't marked off,

regular meetings, even in winter...

It sounds like trafficking.

I agree. But what trafficking?

And mostly, why didn't they go by car?

It's just about 5 hours to reach the top.

Hello.

OK... Alright.

They found something at the Lefort's.

OK. I'm on my way there.

Can you get it out?

- That's a lump sum. - You said it.

- That substantiates the trafficking. - What trafficking?

Between France and Italy. Transiting via the mountain.

- May I? - Alex, where are you off to?

This is where it was at first.

And it confirms the idea of a murder disguised into suicide.

And we find the money buried in the garden.

Yes, maybe the guide felt threatened.

Thus, the motive of the murder - if it's a crime -,

is the dough.

The killer knew the money was here, he killed them,

he came back for it, but couldn't find anything.

- How frustrating! - Absolutely.

Where are you off to?

Stop that. Calm down.

- Calm down! - Stay with me!

Stay here. Stay here. Calm down!

Sit down.

Calm down.

Shit, stop it! Understand?

Look at me, stop it.

Sit down.

Calm down.

Understand?

Eat.

Eat.

They wanted to enjoy their last days.

Go to Argentina... Make the very best of it.

A bastard stopped them short.

Damn, this is beautiful!

These mountains remind me of the ocean.

I was stargazing last night, like when I was at sea.

You're with a great girl. You know that?

Yes, I do, thanks.

She told me what she experienced in Africa.

She did humanitarian work?

Yes, she did quite some missions there.

It's time we talked the two of us, don't you think?

Really? Talk about what? The mountains?

I don't know. About you, the past, the future...

OK. What do you want me to tell you? 40 years of my life?

When mum died, she was all alone.

It took you 3 weeks to come back. 3 bloody weeks!

I was on a mission in the middle of the Indian Ocean.

What could I do, bloody hell?

Think I didn't suffer? You weren't the only one.

Come off it, right?

What do you mean?

You think mum and I didn't talk?

That she didn't know who you'd meet on your missions?

I only loved your mother.

That's not what I want to hear.

I'm off. I've got work.

Shit!

Thanks, Émilie.

It's late. You should get some sleep.

Did you manage to talk to him?

He's tough.

Maybe tougher than me.

Yes, but he's not always been like that.

You know what his former colleagues called him?

Tender Alex.

"Tender Alex"?

You just have to know how to go about him.

That's my biggest problem.

The only thing I ever managed to do well was command.

You're lost?

- Serbia? - Serbia.

Give me money. Give me money.

Give.

Give! More.

More.

Come on!

Come!

Get in, you've got pals there.

Go on, get in!

Get in, fast.

Hello.

100 000.

Nice catch.

Report from the graphologist.

What news?

It's an imitation of Isabelle's writing?

Exactly.

We can't say it's a suicide for sure.

Alex, we're on loudspeaker.

OK.

We've got 2 guides trafficking. One is Italian, one is French.

100 000 euros, probably the result of this traffic,

a killer who knows about the dough

and about the disease of Isabelle Lefort,

and a murder date disguised into suicide on 5th April.

- It's very intricate. - Yes.

What about the son, Leo?

Away on business in Aix-en-Provence from the 4th to 6th April.

Who knew about Isabelle's illness?

Certainly the hospital staff, some friends, perhaps.

As we're about it,

we'd like to have the list of people who had access to the pharmacy.

The pentobarbital's from there and the doctor's not helping.

OK. I'm on it. Consider it's done.

Super.

Regarding the problem at the border I'll send someone from CCPD.

Renart will handle that.

CCPD's the Centre of cooperation of police and customs.

They handle transborder affairs.

The guy's name is Roux, he's in Modane.

OK.

- You're on it? You'll handle that? - Yes.

You've got Internet access?

- Yes, I'm off. OK. - OK.

Actually, I like Renart.

In your own way, with a wolf trap in each hand.

Exactly. Keep me posted.

Alright.

What traffic were you in, Antoine?

What traffic were you up to in the mountains?

Open the back.

Come on, sir. Come.

Wait on, guys.

- Hello. - Hello.

We'd like to see Captain Roux, please.

Customs

- He's by the customs' van. - Thanks.

Passport?

No? OK.

Give me your name.

Serbia.

My son.

Not this.

- Your passport. - No passport, no.

Hello.

We're searching for captain Roux.

Hello, I was told you'd be coming.

Sorry about all this, we're full up these days.

Refugees?

Refugees, stowaways... We're grilling the driver.

It's our job to control all this.

And then?

We do what we can with the little means we have.

Lt Renart told me about your case in the mountains.

So, I made some research beforehand.

I suppose you know the smugglers' path?

It's still passable?

For all I know it's the best way to avoid the frontier.

That's where the Italian guide died.

Since there are no more frontiers, why didn't Lefort go by car?

Because as you see, we're watching out.

We're called the flying customs.

Besides, well...

from what was found in his garden,

your guy wasn't dealing with cheese.

What then? Drugs?

No. Drugs are by boat or motorway.

Weapons to or from eastern countries, maybe.

Guides could also smuggle people.

Clandestine immigration, human trafficking.

We'll ask the Italians

about the guide found in the avalanche.

Excuse-me.

I have to go. We'll stay in touch.

- Thanks a lot. - Bye.

Yes.

Yes, alright.

It's your child? Your son?

You're searching for your son?

Catelfino. I don't understand.

You're hurt?

Let me see.

OK. Fine.

Bye.

It was Leblanc.

I've got the staff who had access to the pharmacy

and the authorization to question them.

- I'll be seeing the doctor. - There's something there.

I don't know what, but...

A passage for illegal migrants... You bet!

- We think it's a murder. - A murder?

I thought it was a suicide.

A murder disguised into suicide.

I hope you're not suspecting me?

Well... You're on my list, you know.

Like 22 other hospital staff, in fact.

What exactly do you want?

I was wondering... How much does a heart surgeon earn?

What are you getting at? I don't like your insinuations.

Where were you on the 5th April?

On the 5th April?

700 km from here, with hundreds of colleagues.

You can check.

Captain Roux?

You tried to reach me?

Yes.

Yes.

Alright.

I'll be there.

We managed to get information.

We've got his bank statements.

Norte deposited important sums, regularly:

2 000, 3 000 euros every time, for one year.

Since Antoine had been going up and down the mountain.

We counted about 100 000 euros.

Grazie, signora Norte.

They were in a drawer.

It sounds like human trafficking or clandestine immigration.

Both guides were smugglers.

One got them through, the other one picked them up

and took them God knows where.

That could explain the money.

This kind of deal could be pricey.

I don't know. The Italian side is impassable.

People who don't know the mountains

and who're exhausted won't go that way.

They'd do anything. They've got nothing to lose.

Some go through the Afghan or Pakistani mountains

on foot, over hundreds of kilometres.

So what's the Alps...

And this set of data, too:

name, first name, height, weight, nationality,

a letter signed by them.

Lots of Albanian, Serbs.

This guy was in the lorry with the others.

Yvan Karmako, I remember that.

He ran off.

Let me check something.

All we know about him is that he's from Serbia,

a widower, he has one child. The only Serb in the group.

Not one of these men was in the lorry we intercepted.

- Except for this Serb. - Yes.

Widower, one child.

Look, they're measured and weighed.

That's a blood group, right? Why do that on them?

Why do they want to know their blood group?

He was feverish. He was wary of me.

He didn't want to pass the border like the others.

He was after his son.

What?

It's about the key that's missing from the guides' box.

I questioned the staff, checked the alibis, nothing suspicious.

Right, but continue to search.

He went on saying: "catelfino, catelfino".

He was showing me the photo of his son.

I thought it was someone's name.

Here's what I found.

Just by the Italian border, a small town,

Casteldelfino,

not far from where the lorry was.

I'm sure he wanted to go there.

Rico.

Rico.

Damn it!

Come here, you.

Hurry up.

Come on!

Alex...

will you be long?

No, but I might spend the night at the office.

I've got things to do with Angelo. I must figure out what happened.

When you come back, he'll be gone.

He came to settle his scores. Fine. He can go.

No, I mean he really will be gone, Alex.

He thinks I don't know.

I fell on this when settling the guest room.

I took a glance at the results. It's stage 2.

What d'you mean? He's done?

No, he can still be operated. A bit of lung can be removed.

The whole lung, maybe, but it has to be done fast.

Why didn't you tell me?

For you to pity me?

I don't want pity, Alex.

You'll have surgery?

I won't.

We all die some day.

- Hello. - Alex Hugo?

Yes.

Captain Roux, calling.

A body's been found in Casteldelfino.

The carabinieri are there.

Signore Angelo, c'è qualche cosa.

Angelo.

Dorval, we found something.

All's settled with the Italians, the file should follow.

But the body of the father stays here to be autopsied.

The kid was here. We missed him by a few hours.

What did they do to him? Where is he?

We don't know if it's the kid's blood.

Open your eyes. Saw what they did to the father?

Think they'll bother about a kid?

Poor kid, dammit!

Forensics institute

He had this on him.

A newspaper article.

It's Serbian.

Yes, we'll have it translated.

And notes.

They took a kidney. Not long ago.

Done by professionals?

Yes, but it was quick work.

Grazie.

Now we know what the guides were trafficking.

The ad offers to earn easy money.

The two dead guides have been replaced.

That's how it starts. They lure the prey.

1: contact and transport the donor.

2: farm in Italy, kidney removal.

3: guides ensure transport via the mountains.

4: somewhere in France, kidney transplant.

5: donor sent back home.

Romania, Serbia, Kosovo...

When the victim agrees to sell a kidney,

he's taken to a clandestine clinic,

operated, kept for 3 days,

and left in the wild with his money.

It's horrible.

What happened with Karamako?

He's a widower and to his bad luck, he was with his son.

Those bastards must have tested the kid's blood group.

On the compresses, we found it's group B -.

It's very rare.

It's about 7 % of the population in Europe.

The son's a good deal, right?

Yes. They won't let him go.

The rest is yet to say. They'll cut him up.

Why isn't the graft done at the same time?

Each part is independent.

The more places and intermediaries there are,

the harder it is to catch them.

Everything is separate.

The links of the chain come together later.

2 guides died, they replaced them.

Another method, another place.

It's the same for the procurement centre?

- They'll set it up somewhere else? - Probably.

What's the relation with the false suicide of the Leforts?

I don't know.

He might have wanted to talk and he was silenced.

What will I tell the son, now?

How long had your parents been married?

It would have been 35 years.

I hardly ever saw them argue.

The journalists called them:

"The lovers of the refuge."

Where's this money from, Mr Hugo?

Did my parents do anything wrong?

They were leaving to Argentina to die together.

I mean my father, too.

He loved mum so much.

He said he wouldn't manage without her.

They might have won this money at a game,

perhaps dad was moonlighting.

It might be their savings.

I get 10 messages a day.

My family and friends,

what will I tell them all?

In the context of the terrible aspect of this organ trafficking,

I'll read you an article,

that I found amongst several others.

I found this one in a Turkish newspaper.

It was translated by one of my colleagues.

It's a very serious ad.

"Man, healthy, non-smoker, non-drinker,

"donor of his kidneys.

"All fees will be paid for by the buyer.

"Very serious ad."

We get more and more ads like this.

Things are hard to break up.

We know that traffic networks are developing...

- Alex, saw the time? - I know. It's late.

I need you.

You're already on your way?

I am. How did you get the info?

The transplant coordination centre was sensitive to my arguments.

Which card did you play this time?

I showed the photo of the father's autopsy.

He readily gave me the information.

You had a good intuition.

If you take an organ from someone, means it's for someone else.

Only kidneys could be procured in a clandestine clinic.

They could be kept about 30 hours, whereas the liver, lungs,

it couldn't have been done, there.

What's that info?

The file shows a child waiting for a kidney for one year.

He's in a critical state and he's B -.

Yes, he's seriously a potential client

and his father's well-to-do.

Thanks.

- Thanks, honestly. We'll soon know. - OK.

Don't think it was free information!

- Hello? - Mr Lapagne?

Yes.

I'd like to see you, please.

No.

No, I've never seen this child. Sorry.

- Is that your son? - Yes.

It's Mika.

- How old is he? About 10? - 11.

The boy on the photo is about the same age.

A kidney was taken from him a few days ago.

- Mika needs a transplant, right? - He does.

Since last year.

What's he suffering from?

2 years ago, they discovered he had an orphan disease.

It's now reached an end-stage kidney failure.

The transplant centre told me his state is very serious.

I'd like to see him.

Let me share my thoughts with you.

You love your son and don't want him to suffer.

The transplant was never happening and you couldn't wait longer.

I'm not here to judge you.

I'm trying to save a little boy who's unluckier than your son.

His name is Ranko.

Hello, Mika.

I'm Alex.

I talked with your dad.

You must tell me if you remember your operation.

I was asleep.

And before that, when you left?

I was in a car.

I couldn't see through the windows.

Then, I went down to a car park...

and I was taken to a hospital.

You know where that hospital is?

No.

Was it a long drive?

No. It was quick.

Can I have it? It's very pretty.

Thanks, Mika.

There were bells.

Before I fell asleep, I remember hearing bells.

Describe the man who came to pick up Mika.

Sure.

- Commissioner. - Thanks.

Alex, I've got it.

In 24 hours, we'll know who he is and we'll locate him.

When did we last toast?

What do we toast to?

To us, Alex.

You know, I never knew how to deal with you.

The number of times I left on missions,

you'd stand there watching me sadly.

And I couldn't say a word.

I wish I'd told you so many things.

Why didn't you do it?

I didn't understand how lucky I was to have you and your mother.

There are a dozen churches in Gap.

But no hospitals nearby.

We're not even sure he was operated in Gap.

It was a short drive. Gap's the only town.

- It's surely somewhere. - Yes, come and see.

The plastic surgery institute near Sainte-Mathilde.

- They closed long ago. - I'm calling Marseille.

And I'll check there.

Angelo, find info on the institute.

Heard, Leblanc?

Health and beauty

It's clean for a building under repairs.

Have it all tested.

Hello.

Possible the kid was operated here.

Thanks, Leblanc.

Guess who the institute belongs to?

How dare you!

But I'm very glad to see you.

I hope you have a good reason to be here.

An excellent one.

I've come to arrest you.

Let go of me! I didn't bloody do anything! Let me go!

Easy, guys.

Could you close the door?

It's just a matter of time, you know?

There were compresses full of blood in your institute.

We'll have it compared to Mika Lapagne's,

who had a kidney transplant.

Once it's proven it's the same DNA, it'll be too late.

Too late for what?

Each ticking minute is a longer sentence.

You can still save the kid.

- Which kid? - The Serb you took a kidney from.

If you don't speak fast, he'll end up in spare parts

or like his father.

Want to see what kind of guy you're working with?

A bullet in the chest and abandoned in the wild.

But it wasn't me.

I didn't kill anybody.

If you stay quiet, you're an accomplice.

I didn't know how it worked. I only did the transplant.

Illegally.

Maybe, but I did everything in normal conditions.

I'm not a murderer.

Besides, I heard all the donors were volunteers.

"You heard"? What about the rest?

How much were you paid for each surgery?

And who was the doctor on the Italian side?

I haven't got a clue... I haven't got a clue.

Listen carefully.

A kid might die.

So you're going to tell me all that you know!

What the hell was it?

Vengeance? You were stopped from practicing?

They had no right.

I wasn't to blame for that medical error.

A kid's dying. You're a doctor.

You save people, so save this kid!

She knows nothing.

The Captain was right. She's just a link.

Angelo's searching for you. It's your father.

What happened?

It's your father. He had a serious attack.

They're applying a drip.

- Hello. - Hello.

- Take some rest. I'll come tomorrow. - Thanks.

Alex...

don't worry.

You must get operated, dad.

You're going to play doctors, too?

No, I'm not. I'm your son, dammit.

OK.

The Italians will only be here in 10 minutes.

Eddy Lecontre.

Officially, he's got a transport business.

He launders money and deals with all sorts of trafficking.

He's got 2 bases: Marseille

and here, at the border, on the Italian side.

Stop!

Police!

Stop.

It's OK.

Show us your hands.

It's over, man.

- Come on. - Stand up.

Come on!

Don't worry big boy. You'll be OK.

We'll take care of you, now.

You're safe, now.

Don't worry.

It's over.

It's over.

You ruined my knee. I want to see a doctor.

Shut it, because we've got some file on you.

In case you don't know, you're going straight to prison.

So, as you're about it, please admit you killed the Leforts.

That would help me close the case.

It's all bullshit. You've got nothing against me.

I want to see a lawyer and a doctor.

You're damn good.

Stop it, bloody hell!

Stop it!

I'll prolong your custody for 48 hours,

just to piss you off.

You have no right.

And you had the right to mutilate children, you shitbag?

Think the judge will cry over you because you're hurt?

So, the Leforts?

I didn't kill them. Who're they?

Don't worry. We'll be spending some time together.

I'll take care of you. It'll be hell.

There's no relation between this man and the murder of the Leforts.

Or maybe he killed them to silence them.

Look, I don't think so.

Something's missing.

The refuge, the pentobarbital, the false suicide,

a guy like him wouldn't do that.

- Then what? - It's still hard to say.

You have a message.

Don't worry about the kid.

He's saved. He'll be able to live with one kidney.

Social services are taking care of him.

We did it, Alex.

- Not sleeping? - No. I'm not tired.

We can get rid of it.

But, a small drink can only be good for the lungs

the best cure ever, I believe.

I'll do it, Alex. I'll have surgery.

People can live with only one lung.

Thanks...

dad.

A supposed-to-be suicide.

The door was locked from the inside.

Both guides were smugglers. Thousands of euros each time.

A killer who knew about the money and Isabelle Lefort's illness.

How long had your parents been married?

Almost 35 years.

She might have wanted to leave a last souvenir to her son.

You know how the journalists called them?

"The lovers of the refuge."

Sorry to bother you so early.

- You arrested that bastard? - We'll be closing the case.

But we first need to check something.

You know where your parents left their wedding rings?

We can't find them.

I'm not surprised. They never wore them.

- What's the relation? - An intuition.

There's an anecdote about my parents' wedding and their rings.

When I was a kid, it was a big joke.

A friend was to get them but he got the wrong size.

They stayed here.

- Which friend? - His name's Patrick Moutier.

The nurse?

Correct.

If they'd known his problem, they'd have chosen another witness.

What problem?

Well, he forgets things, makes mistakes.

It's scary as a nurse, but he's always been like that.

Does he also happen to invert things?

He does, sometimes.

Why must we climb up here? I don't get it.

We need you to check something.

- You've never come here? - Never.

You've brought your set of keys?

- Yes. - Take it out.

Try to open the door.

- I don't get it. - Go ahead.

- It's absolute nonsense. - Go ahead.

I've never come here. How could I...?

You inverted the keys.

Wait. It's not the first time.

Thanks, Carole.

You must have taken this one when you went to the Leforts?

Have to pass.

- You OK? - Yes.

You sure?

- Hi. - Oh, Patrick.

- Nice to see you. - What are you doing here?

You showed up with your poisoned thermos of coffee?

Nice day, isn't it?

Yes, a nice hike, a nice game of cards.

- Cheers, pals. - Cheers.

You killed them. You laid them in bed.

You left the farewell letter you had written,

cleaned up everything, took the camera,

but the memory card wasn't in it.

You locked the door with your spare keys.

But, you didn't get rid of the right key.

You discarded the pharmacy key and kept the one to the refuge.

I'm not a murderer!

Bravo! You surprised me. He won't hold out long at this pace.

He spilled the beans.

Isabelle told him about her husband trafficking.

When Isabelle knew she was dying, Antoine took on organ trafficking.

He needed money to take her on a journey, far away.

- Argentina, their old dream. - She didn't know he was trafficking?

She didn't. He only told her at the last moment.

She told Patrick. Guess she needed to confide herself.

She wanted to die at the refuge

once her illness got more serious. she'd have done it.

Her husband would have followed.

Yes, they promised to die together.

Patrick says he didn't kill them. He just accelerated things.

The judge will love that.

The nurse played poker online. He was in deep debt.

Then he went to get the money from the stash,

but Antoine had hidden it elsewhere. A total mess.

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