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Shit, where are they?

Team 4, we're right by the Metro, can we move in?

Negative, team 4. Stay put, we need you there. Roger.

Roger.

Where are you going?

- To stop them. - We have orders!

- They're right here! - I know, but...

Be careful!

Drop your gun.

Sorry, Julie.

5 days after disappearance

Thanks.

I just got the geo-tracking data for Berger and Susini.

They were together but the signal was lost a few hours ago.

OK, so they know.

Their movements?

The masts make it hard to pin down to any closer than 400 metres.

Yesterday, Lt Berger went to the suburbs,

where there's only one phone mast

for a one-kilometer circumference.

Bois d'Arcy prison.

So is that the plan?

- Meaning? - Fix up a camera and wait?

- What else? - Why would they come?

I don't understand.

There's no body, why would they come?

Where the fuck are you going?

- What are you doing? - We need bait.

- Such as? - A body!

Stick a GPS in its arse, put it in the cooler,

wait for the guy to turn up, he leads us to Julie.

Simple and effective.

Berger visited a prisoner: Nadine Bousso.

Who is she?

Mother of Thomas Bousso, who vanished in September 2013.

Berger is interested in him?

He was asking what became of her son.

She told him about a girlfriend he had.

Her name might ring a bell.

- Who is she? - Melinda Black.

Never heard of her. A singer?

Are you kidding me?

I don't have a TV.

Open your boot, please.

You need to read less books. She's a porn actress.

Ever met a porn actress?

- Never. - Me neither. Such a great job!

Let's face it, where will we find a body?

I was thinking...

The mortuary?

Forget it, they've tripled security procedures.

What about your ex? Doesn't he work in hospital?

Maybe you could talk him round, touch a nerve.

I touched them all for 15 years, there are none left.

Jean-François knows me too well,

he wouldn't help me.

He's like you, he blindly respects the rules.

He'd think I was crazy.

Not even to save Julie?

Boot, first car on your right

YOU ARE HERE

That's a going-to-sleep cry. Mine used to do that.

I know this is hard to you

but let's get back to what you told Lt Berger.

Or rather what you didn't tell Lt Berger.

You're sitting at your computer, watching your friend Thomas Bousso

get killed, a few moments later,

Julie Susini heaves into shot with a gun, right?

Anybody with her?

There were two of them... Two men I think.

Did you hear any names or nicknames?

One guy, the boss, said they had to clean up.

The other guy said he'd take care of it, then they left.

What else?

What did you do next?

I felt panicky, I called my brother and we went to Ismaël's hideout.

There was nothing, not even a drop of blood.

Thomas, the dog... they'd all gone.

The computer vanished.

His closets were empty, to make it look like he was on a trip.

His passport was gone.

- That's when we thought of Knep. - Knep?

A Cambodian trafficker who pissed the cops off too.

Things were pretty tense between him and Ismaël.

He suddenly vanished.

Crossed the border during the night, the cops said.

Which suited Ismaël,

but he thought it was dodgy.

So what happened to Ismaël happened to others too?

What you're saying is,

the cops calmed things down in the tenements with the occasional...

- What? - Spring clean?

Is that it?

That was the rumour.

That day, it was Ismaël's turn.

Thomas was in the wrong place at the wrong time.

One last question.

When you identified Julie Susini in front of Lt Berger...

how did he react?

Like he'd been hit by a bus.

I thought he was going to blub.

Is Julie Susini the cop who vanished down the drain?

I hope she dies in hell.

To save Julie, you need me to find you a body?

Yes.

What do you expect me...?

Why would they do that?

I don't know. To silence her.

- About what? - I don't know yet.

- Any proof? - A witness.

- Who? - A cop, only he's dead.

So will you save our daughter or not?

No, no... stop it.

It's always "our daughter" when it suits you.

Cut it out.

Maybe Julie just wanted to escape her shitty life.

Julie was unhappy!

She was sick of work and all the stupid love affairs.

Are you making this up to make yourself feel alive?

What?

You hated being a cop, now it's even worse.

Like a slow death.

I don't see the connection.

Since your forced retirement, you never see anyone.

Julie vanishes and you're on a mission!

Spare me the cod psychology. Julie is in danger.

If you don't want to talk to me, ask Lt Berger...

So...

With all due respect, since when do cops

want bodies from public hospitals when they have access

to the mortuary?

We're not authorized.

Who's your commanding officer? Something's not right here.

Forget it, it's pointless.

See yourselves out.

I'll see you at the car.

- Who's that? - Nadine. No relatives, she's unclaimed.

Seriously?

No, how would I know? I didn't read her biography.

She's dead, who cares?

Stroppy fucking cow.

Catherine!

My pass.

- The boot. - Open it.

Romain, would you mind?

It would have cost me my job. Not that you care, right?

So what now?

We stick with it.

What's that?

An anaesthetic.

Knocks you out cold.

Lets go.

Come closer.

Come here.

Read this.

"I, being of sound mind and body, do hereby declare

"that I take full responsibility for my present and future actions."

- What's it for? - Come here.

Come here, I said.

Are you coming?

You have two categories of weapon: close-contact,

such as knives and hammers,

or distance weapons, such as firearms.

Actually doing the deed is a big step.

Always.

Most of our clients struggle to finish the job.

The downside of a hammer is the noise: the crunch of bone and cartilage.

If you're not used to it, it can be unsettling.

The knife is another matter.

It's more the feeling when the blade penetrates flesh

and meets obstacles such as tendons, muscles

and bones.

Plus it takes around ten stabs to finish someone off.

The firearm.

Always appreciated.

Just press on the trigger. Immediate damage.

A clean death. All good.

Anyway... it's up to you.

It's waterproof, three-band, and has a range of 300 meters.

What's the matter?

I don't like it.

Let me go instead. I'm serious.

If anything happened to you...

Three things

One, she's my daughter.

Two, enough of the stupid guilt trip.

It's not your fault, OK?

He wanted her, he'd have ended up getting her.

And three?

She's my daughter.

Here, take this. They're bound to search me.

Is the transmitter working?

Yeah, it works.

- They might not come for ages. - What can I tell you?

Give me another shot.

When they come for you, I'll let him leave.

I'll give him a start, then follow him closely.

Have you got the money?

I don't like it either.

You can close it.

INSPECTOR OF QUARRIES

What's the matter? What have you seen?

Take it easy, calm down!

Calm down. What did you see?

Shit!

Lt Berger.

Lt Berger, service number 430733!

Put Superintendent Garraud on.

No... No...

The fuckers!

Come on.

All right?

Feeling better?

Let me ask you a question. I'd answer it if I were you.

Who are you?

Julie... where is she?

Right.

I dunno.

And it was such a simple question.

Do you know why we have nails?

Because we are primates.

We used them for climbing trees, scratching,

digging holes... but now?

What use are nails?

Good to put varnish on.

Which I see you don't.

So...

So, we agree. Nails...

Nails serve no purpose.

They serve no purpose.

None at all.

All done.

So, who are you?

Catherine Susini.

Who's this Julie you mentioned?

My daughter.

She came here 5 days ago.

She was alive.

Who told you how to find me?

The cop...

who brought her here: Richard Chiappini.

Is she alive?

- Tell me, please. - First, answer my questions,

then I'll answer yours... If I'm satisfied.

Who else knows you're here?

Nobody, I'm alone.

One thing you should know: that box can't be closed from the inside.

It's a pity.

We got off to such a good start.

Come on.

Who was with you?

I'll do a nail on the other side,

keep it symmetrical.

Who was with you?

- Freeze! - Don't kill him.

Don't kill him!

Don't move!

Who are you?

I don't ask questions, I just do my job.

And what's your job?

What's your job!

They bring me bodies, I bury them down there.

I don't kill people!

It's not my thing.

What about Julie? Was she alive?

Yes, she was alive.

I got mad when I realised.

What did you fucking do to her? Tell me!

It's Nox!

Nox...

Nox? What's Nox?

Cleaned bodies...

bound at the wrist with serflex, butchers' hooks...

The mass grave... it's him.

Tex.

Tex! Take Laval, Dray and Fleurot.

Go back, check the tunnels, all of them.

Be careful, he'll be armed.

What about Raphaël?

One thing at a time. Now be quick.

Shoot on sight if necessary.

No one there.

Get off me!

What's Nox?

What's Nox? What is it?!

Stop it!

We need to go, they're coming. Come on!

Here.

Look... there was a computer here.

Here, look.

The two mass graves we found.

See what I mean? All these others...

It means there may be dozens,

or hundreds of bodies down there.

You hear me?

- What's wrong? - It's him.

- What do you mean? - Our gravedigger.

The guy who saw Julie. It's him!

- Where'd you find this? - Here.

Didn't you say he was a fucking psychopath

just "helping us out"?

I thought he was.

No one must find the other mass graves.

We need to lose all this.

Find some bags, quick, before they come back!