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Eat something. You look worn-out.

What have you done today?

Cross-referenced the crime reduction charts.

It's all bullshit. It's a cut-and-paste job.

The number of recalcitrants far exceeds official averages.

As for crime...

We jail people before they commit crimes!

You'll get yourself in trouble.

- Whose side are you on? -I love you. I'm with you.

But this is pointless. You can't fight the system.

-Only yesterday you loved it. -We're being manipulated. It sucks!

NUDE

-Head or no head? -Head.

Same.

Liberty, equality...

nudity.

You have to be strong, Franck! Stronger.

Yes?

You have to be a better person.

Yes...

Go on...

It's all clear to me now.

I need someone who dominates me, who energises me,

who pushes me forward...

Have you always been violent?

I've found myself over the years.

You know... I've been blind from birth.

I feel things differently.

It makes me see things in people that no one else can see.

It also makes me very angry.

It always has.

Now I can express that anger while helping people,

combining both parts of myself.

I've found the perfect woman.

- I'm not perfect. - For me, you are.

- With you, I feel I can do great things. - You're right. Be ambitious.

- You're a lion. You have to rule. -I will rule. King Franck!

you cheat on me...

I'll kill you.

- Of course. -I know everything. I sense everything.

You can trust me.

Love must be blind.

Well eat local food. Camembert, of course...

Are you cold?

- Not really. - Your top's a bit provocative.

-I do what I want in my own home. - Yes...

You'll be happy. I'm leaving.

I'm moving in with Fanny.

It's better that way.

Yes.

How's the investigation?

I can't discuss it. You know that.

You've been suspended.

Lanvin's killer isn't in the woods.

The mayor's office may be involved. It's a cover-up.

Why else would Eva edit the CCTV footage?

Eva...

I'm staking out Ankara's Delights. Come back later.

Before or after I hand in my report on the tampering with the CCTV?

Before.

There's no tampering.

When rebels take action their images disappear from the footage.

It's clearly an edit, not a recording glitch,

as if someone wanted to conceal their true identities.

It's not very transparent, is it?

Franckie...

We got off on the wrong foot after your coma.

We should make time to reconnect.

I'm loyal. And incorruptible.

And I like having the council's balls in my own little blender.

What brand of blender?

Am I intruding?

No, I was leaving.

Goodbye, Franck.

He's far too suspicious.

Leave it to me. We have to be smart.

You're right.

Let's poison him.

I don't mean that, darling.

Castrate him?

You're Latex Bitch 69?

Yes. Well...

No... We need to talk.

You're not going to masturbate?

I wasn't planning to.

Wait...

I'm no longer with the police. I've been suspended.

- What do you want? - To shed some light on Lanvin's death.

I know the rebels aren't involved. The authorities framed them.

You're in a T-shirt. You've changed.

I'm beginning to understand a few things.

Talking of which,

tell me about yourself.

About your

I work at home. I do shitty jobs online.

I survive on delivery pizzas. Except when the drivers spit on them.

People hate us.

- Why not join the rebels? -I like my comfort.

- And they don't have good weed. -I see.

I don't know or care about Jean Lanvin. I just want to be left alone.

They know it's not you. They won't bother you.

You're cute, you know...

Come and visit me. We could be friends.

Maybe one day.

Wait. I've almost finished.

What?

Thank you.

- Still investigating? - Yes...

You should try to unwind.

You turn me on in that T-shirt. It's a bit kinky but...

Let's go upstairs.

Later?

I hope you didn't have other plans.

This can't wait.

It's quiet here.

How did you get up here?

I'll explain.

Okay, Franck... Let's lay our cards on the table.

I know you know I know you know.

You wrote the graffiti?

All right.

We did.

I've paid some young layabouts to fake a rebel plot.

It's political tactics.

Eva's deleting compromising material.

I want people scared. I'm up for re-election next year.

The feeling of insecurity will be a major factor.

That's called manipulation.

Not quite, give people what they want.

Let's not beat about the bush.

I want you in charge of security during my next term.

And I want you in my campaign

by my side.

You're a strong symbol, a brave policeman who's learnt to adapt.

I want to give you honour and power

and money.

Who knows? Maybe this city will be yours one day.

How about that?

So you want me to turn a blind eye?

Why not? Only on a couple of things.

In exchange you become chief of police immediately.

can arrange that.

Well?

Can I count on you?

- What are you doing dressed? - Going for a walk.

- Take that off. -No.

you don't, I'll have to arrest you.

Go on. Do your job, agent of the dictatorship.

Come on now...

Come on.

Strip and sit here.

I won't name you in my report.

Then you'll be free to go.

It won't be in your file.

Let's put it down to stress-induced mental confusion.

I'm fine.

The world's mad. Didn't you say so at the Cheri?

I was drunk and I like my job. And you should lie low for now.

What's been happening here?

Quite a lot. The boss got transferred.

Reconditioned as a tablet for aeroplanes, I think.

That's tough.

Who's the new boss? You?

Guess.

- You piece of shit! - You know who you're talking to?

An arsehole who's sold out to cover his ex and the guy who fucks her.

You're sickening.

I'd rather leave town.

Really?

To become what?

A recalcitrant? A rebel?

None of your business.

One day the truth will come out. It will be the end of you too.

I've already died twice.

So the end...

Small dick.

Revolution!

We have a mission for you.

Let's be clear. I'm not here to cook or clean the toilets.

I'm here to fight.

To join us you'll have to prove your allegiance.

Kill this person.

Subtitles: Odile Blandeau Robyn Fallick