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Alex Hugo Like a bird without wings

Ready to jump?

Take position. Arms spread.

3, 2, 1...

How was the Adrets peak?

You should see it at sunrise. It's sublime.

Smells good. What is it?

A traditional African speciality.

I like it.

- Coffee? - Behind you.

Oh, yes.

Away 2 days and everything's changed.

Only mountains don't change.

Don't change too much, though.

Yes.

OK. I'm coming.

An accident in the valley.

Go on, then.

I'll be quick.

- It's Lisa, Leblanc's sister. - Shit.

I'll deal with him. Come with me, away from this.

Does he know?

She was at our place just a few days ago.

Joking with Émilie.

- What happened? - I don't know.

That guy over there attached her.

Oh, my mother again!

Alex, I have a problem. I must go to Marseille.

- For Leblanc... - It's OK. I'll do it.

Can you tell me?

In 10 years I've never seen that.

We check the equipment before each jump.

It was no accident. The harness was intact.

No defects, no damage.

What, then?

I don't know. She wasn't talking. She seemed calm.

Blood was dripping from her hand. Her left hand, I think.

But I saw it too late.

- This is Émilie's phone. - Yes. Just to say...

Call if you need me.

I'll see you in the café later.

She can't have committed suicide.

She was petrified of heights.

She had a fresh scarification on her hand.

A symbol, with 3 circles. You know it?

Scarifications?

That's not my sister, Alex.

That's not her.

- Is there a problem, guys? - Yes.

- Who are you? - Me?

I changed your nappies when you were a little brat.

Seems you haven't changed.

- Mr Batalla? - So you do know!

- Come to see your mother. - I can't hide anything.

And how are you?

Oh, he's a cop. OK? He's a cop.

- That was quick! - Mum.

Your son's here already.

Hi, Dad.

So?

How are you?

Not good. Or we wouldn't have called.

Mum... You know you can call me

whenever you want!

What's up?

Go and see your sister in the kitchen.

No, no way. No! I can't take him.

You're like his father.

His father's a bastard who abandoned him.

Hell, Nina! You deserved better, no?

We're not talking about me, but about Kylian.

He's in a gang. He'll get expelled from school.

With my work, I can't do it.

He'll be at home alone. You know what that's like?

Just take him for one week.

I work too.

What can I do with a kid around?

He'll take him, darling.

My Angelo has a soft heart.

Oh no, if you both start on me...

- I didn't wake you, did I? - What do you want?

A girl died bungee jumping off the Mariée bridge.

- What can I do about it? - Weren't you around?

- I was sleeping all morning. - Hang on! Come here!

- What? - I saw your fishing line there.

So tell me what you saw.

I'm listening.

OK, all right! I saw the girl.

She jumped, and her elastic came off.

- Why didn't you say? - I don't want trouble.

Not so fast! Come back.

There was a guy filming.

He was alone down there, on the rocks, beside the bridge.

He saw me.

I don't want him to come after me.

Show me. Come on.

There.

I don't remember him. I was far away.

I came to fish. I'd been drinking. I was out of it.

He was there,

and he didn't miss a thing, with his camera.

I watered her plants, picked up the mail if she was away.

I went to the factory. Did you know she had money problems?

Unpaid bills, gaps in her accounts.

No.

No, I didn't know.

She was pretty. Why did she never have a serious relationship?

Like me, I guess. She was too inhibited.

She'd smoked since she was 16.

She stopped a month ago.

Why would she stop, if she was thinking of suicide?

Closed

Two weeks ago, she was fine. You saw that.

Why do that? Why commit suicide?

I don't know, Émilie.

But we'll find out.

I'll close the bar for a few days, for a breather.

- What? Can't I do that? - Sure you can.

But I've never seen you stop working.

These mountains are beautiful.

But if you let them, they close in on you and kill you.

You're thinking of Lisa?

I will do, until I get some answers.

- Can I help you? - Yes.

I want to buy a painting.

With these symbols. Is it possible?

I saw them on someone.

Yes. I remember. Is she your friend?

- Not really. - Good. She was weird.

She asked me to paint that.

Weird? How?

She was obsessed by those symbols. Aborigine, Inca,

Celtic. Stars... comets.

All that.

- Circles, too? - Yes. "Circles"!

They had to interlock perfectly.

Perfectly.

I looked online. I didn't find what they mean.

Do you know?

I'm an artist.

It had to be very accurate.

But I did paint it.

She was always coming to see it.

Really obsessed.

I told Gabrielle not to bring more like her.

- Gabrielle? - Yes, Gabrielle.

A friend who brings me customers.

Do you have her address?

Violent Deaths Death

Facing Death

Fuck!

I can't see her!

Hello.

Can I have a word?

Sorry, no. I have a beginner's session.

Does the name Gabrielle mean anything to you?

It's easy. The observatory is there.

Take the road to Gap. But it's 10km.

You're not the first one to ask. Is it for the comet?

Amazing, for amateur astronomers.

Imagine, every 508 years!

- Last time, it was... - In 1505.

I'm learning!

Yes, a long time ago.

Anyway, you won't be alone there. Good luck.

Thanks.

Angelo.

I need to show you something on the computer.

Hey, son, move over for a minute, please.

OK?

Thanks.

Don't go too far away though.

- OK? - Right.

That story about the guy filming. I can't forget it.

I asked a friend who's good with the Internet to look for videos.

Videos showing violent deaths,

executions,

madmen committing massacres.

So?

He went on illegal sites showing extreme stuff.

Sex, violence...

I can't see that. You watch.

There's a nickname. KiIl234.

It was posted on 1st, at 12.40.

What's that? It's...

Two hours after the fall.

The disgusting thing is, it's been viewed thousands of times.

Thousands of people have seen my sister die.

The guy's a real bastard.

Can't we find out who posted it?

No. It's an East European server.

No way of knowing.

- But I'll inform Alex. - Wait...

That's not all. There's another.

Look.

Customer file Dumortier Gabrielle

It was there.

She was with a colleague. He saw her undo her harness.

It's forbidden to jump there.

And the enquiry?

The crime squad checked the equipment.

Her instructor's in the French paragliding team.

Seeing her fall like that...

He'll never get over it.

Why did she do it?

Yes, Angelo?

Another woman did the same thing, Alex.

The same guy filmed her, posted it on the web.

In the Marseille calanques?

- How do you know? - I'm there.

What exactly is on the video?

Something weird.

When she unclips her harness, she's not scared,

she seems to want to fall.

Like Lisa.

She talks before jumping.

- Still there? - Yes.

It's all very creepy.

The guy does everything to film them.

He finds the best spot.

He mocks their deaths, puts them online.

It's crazy.

Oh, shit!

- I'm fed up. - Stop it!

What?

It's my nephew. I'll explain.

Alex Hugo, you wanted to buy me a coffee?

I was happy to see you.

- A coffee, please. - Yes.

Gabrielle Dumortier. Do you know the name?

Yes, the calanques suicide.

From what I heard, the victim unhooked herself on purpose.

No professional misconduct.

An original suicide.

Lisa Leblanc, 38, a company boss in Lusagne.

She did a bungee jump, and decided she didn't need the elastic.

Have a look at this site.

Someone knows when and where it'll happen.

He gets there first, sets up his camera in the best spot.

He calmly chews his liquorice stick,

sips his energy drink. - Thanks.

Waiting for the jump.

Programmed suicides are not suicides.

Gabrielle's case needs to be reopened.

- Something crazy like a snuff movie? - It's not crazy.

There are real bodies. We must stop it.

I'll try to have a look.

Could you get me a copy of Gabrielle Dumortier's file?

Toxicology report, postmortem photos, etc.

I want to check something.

We'll go over this together.

I think so, yes.

Rack of lamb on a bed of potatoes

with a farandole of wild mushrooms

freshly gathered this morning.

- Wow! Wonderful! - Oh!

Fancy going to South America?

Chile, Argentina...

That's not next door.

Not for a holiday.

What, then? To live there?

Why not? Have a new start somewhere else.

An adventure. Life is short. Look at Lisa.

I don't want to hide myself away here. The café's not working.

Problems? You never mentioned them.

You never ask.

It's beautiful here.

I thought that after Mali, you'd had enough.

It seems I haven't.

So would you leave it all?

I... I don't know.

Think carefully, Alex. The good life's not just here.

Are you OK? Émilie?

"Hyperthermia.

"All the ribs, vertebrae fractured,

"fractures of the spinal column, the skull, flattened face.

"Aorta severed due to deceleration."

So...

"The victim was giving up smoking."

Caroline Wacquier. Speak after the tone.

Yes, it's Alex.

I'm reading the file.

Gabrielle Dumortier had a tattoo with 3 circles.

Just like Lisa.

"Presence of drugs in the blood.

"LSD and iboga."

What's that? What effect does it have? Where is it from?

Can you check if Lisa had drugs in her bloodstream?

Call me back. Thank you.

What was stolen?

Two pairs of trainers, t-shirts, a tracksuit,

glasses.

Worth at least 1,000 euros.

OK. Prepare a list.

Make a statement.

Imagine them coming up here to bother us.

They should stay in Marseille.

Who's "they"?

I don't want to offend you. I've known you for ages.

But those Roma people must stop this.

Gypsies and Roma are different.

You know, it's not only gypsies that steal.

I hear you have a family visit.

My nephew, yes.

- Was he home last night? - You're the one asking?

We had no trouble before, and now, suddenly...

You're still after me over that old story, right?

Do your job, that's all we ask!

Idiot!

Is this a raid?

What?

Don't smoke here. Got it? Put it out.

I don't like your marmots and mountains.

There's been a burglary. Anything to say?

Hey! I'm talking to you. Well?

Why are you telling me?

Are you crazy?

Know why you're here? You nearly got locked up.

Like your father.

- Don't talk like that about him. - You defend him?

Who are you to talk? My father's worth 10 of you!

If you live here, you follow the rules.

If it's like that, I'll go. OK. Give me that. There!

That's right, go!

The gendarmes are handling the Lisa Leblanc case.

Suicide, apparently. I can't tell you anything.

LSD, iboga, is that it?

How do you know?

The Mariée bridge victim had those in her blood.

- Both of them? - Yes.

The calanque suicide case too. The crime squad are on that.

We analysed a lock of hair from Lisa Leblanc.

She'd been taking small amounts of iboga,

for 5 or 6 weeks.

And tranquillizers.

LSD was found in her blood, not her hair.

In other words, it was her first fix, and her last.

How do they differ?

LSD is a powerful hallucinogen.

It gives a feeling of invulnerability.

Small doses of iboga stimulate the central nervous system,

making you more receptive to your surroundings.

It's used by shamans, to commune with nature.

How do you take it?

Excuse me, I must answer. Ask the drugs squad.

- May I see the file? - Sort that out with the gendarmes.

The lieutenant didn't find much.

Seems the LSD was to help her commit suicide.

One drop

10 minutes before, and you want to take flight.

And the iboga?

It's a crushed root that can be taken any way.

In food or drink...

It's something taken

privately.

Is it sold?

It's not common. No dealers. It's tricky to make.

Only Africans, holy men and hippies take it.

You can find LSD

anywhere there's a party.

Parties weren't Lisa's thing.

The women took the same drugs,

died the same way.

A coincidence.

- There's one explanation. - They didn't know.

I think that's it.

- The filmmaker did it? - No idea. I can't work out

what he was up to. The iboga needs investigating.

Can you check out the African communities?

That needs informers. I don't work on drugs.

Try to persuade them, OK? Let's keep in touch.

Hi, bro. It would be nice if we met up.

Things are better with the syrup factory, now, so...

Hi, bro. It would be nice if we met up.

Things are better with the syrup factory now, so...

The paperwork when someone dies is...

- Was Lisa under the influence? - What do you mean by that?

- What do you mean? - Drugs.

She'd never have touched drugs. You know that.

Look where we are. The middle of nowhere.

Lisa had a small syrup factory.

She hardly ever went out.

Cigarettes, sometimes a drink, that was all.

And you talk about drugs.

Your sister had debts, 3 circles marked on her hand.

Maybe you didn't know everything.

Stop it. I know my sister. This is nonsense.

- She'd stopped smoking? - Yes, a week ago.

Gabrielle had stopped smoking 3 weeks before the jump.

She also had drugs in her blood.

How did she stop smoking? Patches, medication?

No. She went to a local smoking specialist.

- A guy called Gambier. - Gambier?

You think it's linked?

I'm following all leads, even unimportant ones.

She was your sister, Émilie's friend.

I won't give up until I work it out.

Doctor H. Gambier

Tobacco cessation - Homeopathy Psychotherapy

Are we expected?

No. I'm supposed to be giving up smoking.

I don't have time, make an appointment.

I do seminars and lectures there:

anti-smoking, wellbeing, avoiding anti-depressants.

I have one about tobacco next week.

I even sell DVDs, if you like.

Lisa Leblanc, your patient.

I don't understand. What is it to do with me?

How long had she been seeing you?

I don't remember. I have so many patients.

- I'm a psychotherapist... - And a homeopath. It's on your sign.

I need to check my appointment book.

Check it, then.

Two months.

Is Gabrielle Dumortier in the book?

Yes. Don't tell me she also...

Strange, isn't it?

Look...

I'm sorry, but I don't see how I can help.

- How do your sessions work? - It's complicated.

I love complicated things.

I focus on personal development:

looking for causes, finding answers,

influencing the subconscious, changing habits.

I help my patients feel good about themselves.

I use music therapy, phytotherapy,

autosuggestion.

- I explain it in my lectures. - Like a guru.

Yes, sure.

And I have wizards' hats in my drawer.

Want to see?

No, but I'll take a DVD.

- It's a gift. - You're too kind.

There's a cold circle around you.

Something that keeps you apart from others,

isolates you. - You're a medium too?

The aura, the body's energy.

I think we'll meet again, Mr Gambier.

With pleasure.

...legs, feet, about 40 minutes.

We're full. It's very popular now.

Those are the hot stones we use for massage.

A very good treatment.

Matthieu Simonin, director. You like our centre?

Have you tried the swimming pools, the Jacuzzis?

We do membership deals.

- I want to stop smoking. - Oh!

Does his method work?

He's good. He's gifted at communication and persuasion.

And these symbols?

- Luc? - Yes?

Excuse me a moment.

Hello.

Can you explain the symbols on the stones?

- He's from the police. - OK. I'll be back.

Mr Florval is one of 20 professional masseurs

who also do wellbeing and relaxation sessions.

It's simple.

We use the hot stones for relaxation, detox

or reconnecting with the body, for those who reject direct contact.

The symbols add a magical dimension,

even a shamanic effect.

We've registered the patent for them.

The customers like symbols.

For instance, the trident is Elaz, strength.

The one with the flag is Wunjo, pleasure.

The 3 circles are Dakuz,

representing the stars' movements,

the link between the spirit and the universe's vibrations.

Who invented these symbols? Where are they from?

Ask the Vikings, the Incas.

As for me, I must get back to work.

Customers are waiting.

Yes?

It's my nephew.

They want to do him in. Come quick.

OK. Coming.

No!

- I'll give him what for! - I've done nothing!

I've done nothing.

Of course not, you dirty gypsy!

Shit, it came from there.

You've wet your pants! Don't come back here!

You're crazy!

The bastard's a thief!

What on earth is this?

- He needs a lesson! - You'll go to jail.

It was to scare him.

By firing at him? He's a kid.

We'll take you in.

He needs taking in. He broke Henri's milking machine.

What's wrong with you guys?

- Why would he do that? - I use my milking machine.

- It's vandalism. - Shit, it wasn't me.

- Hey! - Fucking racist bastard!

- Filthy racist! - Stop it!

- Racist! - Stop! Kylian!

So. What's your story?

I was in the stable and I heard a noise.

I always close the barn because of the dogs.

I came up and saw someone running like mad.

Was it him?

He had a khaki balaclava on. Maybe.

Or maybe it was me.

You need strong pliers to do that.

- Where are they? - He must have thrown them away.

Why was he here, if it wasn't him?

Come to the station and make a statement.

You won't arrest him?

You arrested my son for less.

For drunk driving.

He nearly killed someone.

With no confirmation, we can't.

Write a letter.

You can see those gendarmes are military men.

They want papers.

The DNA on the liquorice and drink can

has given a suspect.

- Why were you there? - I went out for a cigarette.

Don't talk rubbish. We're a long way from home.

- OK. Let's go home. - Piss off.

I've had enough. He's too like his bastard of a father.

No. He's a good kid. I think he's like you.

Are you dumb or what?

Yes?

Yes. Stay there, I'm coming. I'll be there in 2 hours.

They've got the guy who was filming.

OK?

Let's go.

Stéphane Ledru, 17, computer genius.

Why is he on file?

He hacked into a bank's database. He was 14.

Go on, go on.

- I hope we're not wrong. - Why should we be wrong?

I feel there's something else behind this.

- Like what? - Maybe a sect.

What the hell? They think they're Americans.

Wait here quietly, Hugo.

There. Go on.

Go that way. I'll get him.

Where are you going?

So, Lieutenant...

- Tired? - I'm OK.

- Let me go, I've done nothing. - Sure.

Very nice.

Not so difficult after all.

Gabrielle Dumortier. Know her?

Lisa Leblanc?

Never seen either of them.

So why was your DNA on some liquorice and a drink can

at the spots where they died?

I was only filming.

Why?

I wanted people to watch my films.

Why?

For them to get their kicks.

How did you know they'd die?

There's a forum they used to use.

They often talked of a place.

The Vérité cave.

Three circles showing the way to the final journey.

- Show us the forum. - It's gone.

We weren't born yesterday!

Deleted.

Stop laughing You find that funny?

I'd like to give him a slap.

What else?

A woman wrote she was going to jump for her final journey.

The calanques paragliders. Date and time.

I went there and filmed.

I thought I'd never do it again, until...

her famous bungee jump. That's all.

The symbols and drugs suggest a sect.

He's a red herring.

It's something like the Solar Temple.

Can you check out his background?

A smoking therapist?

Something the victims shared?

- You're 17. Month of birth? - Why? Are you an astrologer?

I can ask the judge for you to be tried once you're 18.

Not assisting a person in danger. 5 years.

- But I did nothing. - You did nothing?

Well?

What will you do if I talk?

I'll say you tried to help me.

There's a girl. Her nickname's Fleur.

She said she was taking the final journey

on the via ferrata.

That's the last message I got.

- When is she jumping? - Today.

Fleur!

Don't do it.

No!

You couldn't do anything.

That's the problem. I'll wait for your team and then go.

- What do you mean? - It's your enquiry now.

You have all the data. Nothing more for me to do.

I have no photo of Lisa.

Just this silly thing

she sold in her syrup shop.

She's in your mind. That's what counts.

My mind's going to explode.

With so many things.

The things we need,

the things we don't have.

We have nature, the mountains. We're lucky, no?

A child to look at them?

A child?

It scares you?

I know you're shocked, but a child is...

I've brought many into the world. No one's ready.

People adapt. Grow with them.

I'm going away for a few days.

Where to?

A place where I'll be looked after.

I want to treat myself, think only of myself for once.

OK.

You...

It's better like that? Breathe deeply. Look around.

But go further next time.

Hi, trout.

You can't say the rural police never catch anyone.

How did you know I was here?

You didn't pick up at home.

Wacquier said you weren't good.

There were 2 places you could be:

the stream, or here.

- Are you crazy? - Why?

- He's fishing. - I won't stay here. There's nothing.

There's us! Do you mind if we join you?

No. It's lucky for me.

- You can help me pitch the tent. - In your dreams.

I've had enough of your stupid ideas.

- Don't smoke in the woods. - You're right.

He's pissing me off, I can tell you.

Talk to him, or something.

You think he'll listen? Go on, show me.

- It can't be that hard. - Mr Teacher.

Know the one about two childless old fools

who teach other people's kids? Good luck.

Shit.

Stupid woods.

- Don't do that. - Will you leave me alone?

You don't want to respect nature?

That's what I think of nature.

Why are you so bitter? Your uncle wants to help.

My uncle knows nothing of me.

He left Marseille to hide away.

He escaped from our problems.

He didn't abandon you.

He was sick of violence, that's all.

You think I enjoy violence, perhaps?

Don't be silly. You won't find your way home.

Who d'you take me for?

Someone who'll get lost in the wilds after 100m.

Idiot. I don't need your lectures.

Come on now.

Is it ready yet?

I'm starving.

Want some more?

No, thanks. I'm off to bed.

- Did he really say "thanks"? - He did.

Did you know the Ferris comet will appear in 2 days?

It happens every 508 years.

The last folk to see it were guys like Leonardo da Vinci.

Imagine that!

Amazing.

Look at those stars.

In town we don't see them for pollution.

It's not just pollution stops us seeing things.

Come on! We said we wouldn't be gloomy.

I've spent all my life looking for truth,

and never knew what counted.

Stop it!

Everything precious I had is lost.

I'll tell you something I don't often talk about.

I was married.

Yes. To a Moroccan. A lovely girl.

When she left, for that's what she did,

I didn't see at first it was because of me.

Pride, shame, fear.

All nonsense.

I don't know why I didn't stop her going.

Anyway I learned something.

When you love someone,

you must say so, before it's too late.

And then what's left? Booze.

And the stars.

The stars are far away.

No. We said we wouldn't be gloomy.

Fuck. Where are they?

That's not funny.

What's this nonsense?

Try those.

Have a look in the mirror.

- Yes. I love them. - They're pretty.

And not expensive.

- How much? - 39.

That bastard Bravière was taking the piss!

You did it in 2 hours 30 min. That's not bad.

Yeah, right. "Not bad."

Fancy some coffee?

That's your wife?

Yes. That's her.

Call my uncle to come and fetch me.

- That's what you want? - Yes.

Magic tricks are not my thing.

OK.

Just a minute.

Yes. It's Alex.

Alex, I've been trying to get you all night.

What's up?

There were some temporary files on the hacker's hard drive.

Forum posts.

So?

There's a photo of Émilie.

- Is she with you? - No.

This is Émilie's phone.

Émilie, please call me back.

Iboga LSD

Émilie! Émilie!

I'm looking for Émilie Carpentier. Where is she?

First of all, hello. The centre receives over 300...

Wait! I'm calling security!

A man came in without permission. He's going to...

Police. Give me the register. Please! Come on.

Quick.

Thanks.

- Émilie? - What's going on?

Sorry. Émilie?

- Excuse me. - You shouldn't be here.

Get out!

My wife. She's 1m 70 tall, blonde.

- I haven't seen her. - You didn't even look at the photo.

- Excuse me, sir. - Let me go!

What's going on?

Please, sir!

Hey! Come on.

- Excuse me! - Don't touch me!

I'm looking for my wife! Let me go!

Let me go!

Stop, police! Let him go! I'll handle this.

She's not here, Alex.

Come on. She's not here.

She had problems with the café. I didn't know.

Her strange ideas should have made me think, no?

I messed up all the way, with Fleur, with Émilie.

It's Wacquier.

Is it good news?

I'm not sure.

Info on the tobacco expert.

He was struck off for gross misconduct.

He's been practising illegally, hidden in the mountains.

He's a shifty character.

Gambier, where's my wife?

How could she get into this?

Émilie's a rock. She has a mountain café.

She lived in Africa.

Exactly. Africa, holy men, trances: she knows all that.

These sects are vile. You're drawn in before you know it.

Not Émilie, I tell you. There's something else.

That's not her tea.

What is it?

It smells weird.

Could it be iboga?

It's light, subtle, but it makes my head spin.

My Émilie's been drugged.

Bit by bit, with iboga.

Don't forget.

Taking drugs is always dangerous.

Whether it's medicine, cigarettes or alcohol,

they all release chemical substances

which flood into your body.

Next time I'll talk about psychological health.

You'll see it's the basis for our physical health

and our performance...

Two hours of rubbish.

He's dead. What are you after?

Who's that? Where did he come from?

Look how he approaches her.

He talks, she smiles.

Watch his arm. His hand on her shoulder.

He's taking her away.

Gaining her trust.

I'm sure it's him.

That's how he recruits followers.

So there must be several of them.

Or the tobacco expert was innocent, killed so he'd be suspected.

Maybe.

Fuck!

- I'm not here to bother you. - For what, then?

To help you, because you and Angelo helped me.

I don't need your help. Go home.

I heard about iboga, in my neighbourhood.

I have black friends. I can help.

Come with me. This time I'll guide you.

Hi. What do you want? A haircut?

He wants to know about iboga.

This is not the tourist office.

Why are you asking me that?

Is this a joke?

He's my mate, and that's his uncle.

His uncle looks fishy.

What do you want?

- I'm after a man who bought some. - I'm not the only supplier.

Yes. A guy cleaned me out the other day.

Does he have a name?

You think he showed his identity card?

Can you draw? She'll describe him.

A broad forehead, going bald. Yes.

Thinner lips.

No, the goatee

was thinner.

The cheeks more hollow.

Smaller, piercing eyes.

The nose was smaller too. Yes.

Thinner lips.

A goatee like in American serials.

Yes, that's it.

That's him.

- Recognize him? - Yes.

Thanks.

Thanks, Kylian. You've saved my life, mate.

OK, hurry up now.

- Alex? - Yes?

Find your girl.

Mum? How are you?

I got the centre.

The masseur, Luc Florval, didn't turn up.

I'm going to his place.

No. Wait for me.

Hello? Yes, Wacquier.

Well?

Yes.

OK. Thanks, Wacquier.

Wacquier found nothing about a sect,

but she got info on the guy.

He's on file for abuse

of psychologically fragile people.

He's always maintained he has psychic powers.

He exercised these powers in a town in northern France.

Families complained he was controlling people.

He got worried, so he left.

He went to Canada, India. We don't know what he did.

Now he's back here.

He says they'll be reborn on the comet.

Classic delusions.

Yes. When they jump, they think they're flying away.

I think Lisa, Gabrielle, Fleur, were experiments.

- Before the big one, the apocalypse. - Right.

Yes, Leblanc? This Ferris comet,

when will it come closest to us?

Yes. OK. Thanks.

- In less than 3 hours. - He'll kill them then.

The hacker said the women talked about Vérité cave.

I know the cliff. I'm sure it's there.

Come on.

They were quarries, now overgrown.

30km of tunnels opening on the cliff.

It's a labyrinth.

It would take weeks to search.

I've got nothing else.

Florval will find the best viewpoint.

Where will the comet come from?

North? South? I need to know.

OK.

We'll continue on foot.

You go straight through the woods. I'll climb

to the top. - 90 minutes left.

Here.

Yes?

The comet will be in the south. The observation window...

Hello?

It keeps breaking up.

Shit, no signal.

Now, breathe deeply.

Visualise the black light full of stress.

The black light leaves your body,

you let it dissolve in the earth,

and at the end of the breath, raise your head

and look beyond the sky.

Beyond the sky.

Do you feel the cosmic energy?

Ferris, the comet of our souls,

is approaching, inexorably.

It chose us.

I never felt it so strong.

Its power is immense.

Soon it will reach its height.

Cosmic and terrestrial things will merge.

Now you will resume your supplications.

I'll leave you for a moment. I'll be back.

The light guides us. We are its fruit.

The light guides us...

OK, Émilie?

Don't worry. I won't leave you alone.

Come.

Come nearer.

The liberating Ferris will soon appear.

We'll soar towards it.

Émilie,

you'll be the first.

Come, Émilie.

Fear is leaving us.

Our souls and bodies will become as light

as the world's dust.

Don't be scared, Émilie.

You too bear a burden too heavy for this earth.

We'll leave this world to be reborn.

There. Spread your arms.

Follow me. Don't be scared.

Don't be scared.

Let her go!

Get away!

It's destiny.

No one needs to jump!

But it's time for the last journey.

I show them the way.

Émilie! Émilie! No!

The light guides us.

We are the daughters of Ferris.

Émilie, it's me, it's Alex.

It's over.

Lisa introduced me to Dr Gambier, took me to his lectures.

She had problems at work. She needed a way to cope.

That's where we met Florval.

He was a masseur there.

He looked after us. We did relaxation.

He drugged you with iboga, then LSD, before the jump.

We didn't realize what he was doing.

No one could imagine that.

I had problems, like everyone else,

but nothing special.

Florval was reassuring.

He was a simple man, quite ordinary.

I trusted him totally.

After Lisa's death, I went to the centre to try to understand.

Florval gave me tea, as usual.

When I went to my car, I think I fell down.

I don't remember.

When I woke up I was somewhere else, maybe his place,

in an old house. There were other girls.

It was as if my brain was wrapped in cotton wool.

I couldn't think straight.

After, there was nothing at all. Just darkness.

He wanted to go to his comet with some followers,

to make a better world.

- For you. - What is it?

A note, to say thank you.

I'm like my sister. Not good at talking.

Bertrand, I'm not good at talking either.

Thank you.

I think Kylian will be OK now.

- Thanks to you. - I did nothing special.

I know.

You never do anything special, but things always happen.

I've been thinking.

We can go far away, if you want.

There'll be somewhere to fish. It's fine.

Look. These mountains are beautiful.

We'd be mad to leave this place.