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It’s here,

at the Château de Biron, in Dordogne,

that I invited 20 personalities

to take part in a cruel game of lies

and betrayal.

From the very beginning of the game, I secretly designated

three traitors: the host Laurent Ruquier,

the content creator Crazy Sally,

and the actress Frédérique Bel.

- Now, I'm going to play a real villain. I love it.

- Their mission: to eliminate all the other players, the loyal ones,

before they can unmask them. - I want us to turn on each other,

that there be blood,

that it be cruel. It's the game.

- To win, they must have no qualms about betraying.

And to lie, because the loyal ones are hunting them down.

Non-stop. - I've burned out.

Two who get nervous as soon as I arrive or when things get shaken up.

- Alert,

sound the alarm.

Stomy knows me.

I have to be careful not to get caught.

- And I have to say that so far, my traitors have impressed me,

especially Sally, who managed to convince all the loyal ones

that the actor Jean-Christophe Bouvet was a traitor.

- I might be speaking as a criminal lawyer,

but there’s one thing we learn

from criminal profiles: it’s how we absorb crime.

For me, Jean-Christophe, I found that your stoicism bothers me

just a little.

- I had doubts about Stomy, but there have been revelations

and now I doubt Jean-Christophe.

- My doubts

were about Jean-Christophe,

but Sally’s demonstration

has made me even more...

convinced.

- I’m a loyal.

- Damn!

- That was obvious.

- So my traitors are leading the game for now. The only problem is:

I asked them to name a fourth traitor

on their side, and the choice was a tough one.

- Stomy, I feel like he knows I’m a traitor.

- Yes. - Because he knows me.

- He’s on your case. - Yes, I can feel it.

- I’m afraid of Romain.

He’s a good investigator. He found me right away.

- It’s true, my dear,

he caught you red-handed.

- As for Laurent, who came into the game as a couple,

he’s facing a cruel dilemma

because his partner Hugo has blackmailed him.

- I know very well that you’re a traitor.

I know it. - I’m loyal.

- No need, I know you’re a traitor.

If he doesn’t choose me, I’ll spill the beans.

- Wow!

I’m falling apart.

- No, what’s with this pressure? - No ultimatums.

- No blackmail.

- Did the girls give in to Hugo’s blackmail

and choose him as the fourth traitor,

or are they leaving it to Laurent?

The risk of being exposed?

- No way!

- "Join us."

"The traitors."

(Yes!)

I'm so happy.

Damn, I hope I'm going to be good.

I really need to be good, damn it.

- I'm here! - What are you doing here?

- Demonic. - What are you doing here?

Sally? No way, Sally!

I observed every person,

every profile. I looked at Sally and thought:

"What a beautiful loyal one! She even looks dangerous."

"What if I eliminated her with my traitor friends tonight?"

So, seeing her here seems crazy to me.

It's incredible.

"You're so strong!"

- Thank you! But in my head, I’m really loyal.

- But you’re a genius.

- I appreciate that.

- No, but you, we need to have a debrief.

- You see. - We need to debrief.

- Why don't the others see it?

- I know you.

- Oh, that's crazy. - As soon as we took it off...

our headbands, I got it.

It was instant. - But what?

- Well, you didn't look at me for a single second.

- Excuse me, but that's an admission of betrayal.

- Actually, it's confirmed, I can't lie to Hugo.

I thought I could, you know, every now and then.

But that proves I can't. I can't lie to Hugo.

- And I'm doing well because he sees it right away.

- But Frédérique...

I... I knew it

as a loyal person.

I knew it. - Alright.

- Why didn't the loyal ones vote against her?

- I wonder about that.

- Why? My name is going around, I know.

- And you’re lucky

that I am no longer loyal because I would have handled things differently

against you. - Oh really?

- There are a few little things... We can do a debrief.

- I'm almost a bit disappointed because he’s not surprised to see me.

I’m not taking it badly because I don’t have an ego

and it’s just a game, but he’s not very cool.

We are the leaders and someone comes in

criticizing my way of playing. Plus,

he didn’t even say thank you.

- Nice, the atmosphere among my traitors.

I feel like we’re going to have a lot of fun with them.

- It’s time

to ban a loyal one. - In any case,

on this point, they all agreed.

- Is it a good idea? - We don’t have

a thousand options.

What we’re doing is the wisest choice. - Yes, I believe so.

- There you go.

- It makes me sad, but... - We’ll see the damage tomorrow.

- We had no choice.

- It’s the right choice. - It’s the midnight demons.

- This third day at the castle

promises to be superb, rich in lies,

betrayals, and manipulations.

Tonight, a new traitor has discovered their compatriots

and a loyal one has been banished.

- What cruelty!

Yesterday,

there were 18 who could win the game.

Today, there are only 17 left.

That means there will be fewer croissants for breakfast.

A breakfast that promises to be complicated

for my traitors.

- We’re the first.

- We’re the first?

- I’m so bummed.

I’m so bummed that Chris

got eliminated.

Quick question, Gwen. I know

you have a close bond with Sally.

- Yes. - But I didn’t understand

her stance yesterday against Jean-Chris.

- I thought

you had a very stiff attitude, like a wax figure at the Grévin Museum.

There you go, your stoicism.

Makes me a little uncomfortable.

- Sally, coincidentally, at the round table,

she threw Jean-Christophe into the arena.

I find that suspicious.

So, I’m going to stay alert anyway.

At some point, we need to unite against the traitors.

I’m Maxime Mermoz,

a rugby player, French champion, European champion,

and vice-world champion. Competition,

I know it well, and I hate to lose. This game...

reminds me of a match.

You have to manage the pressure, have a strategy, adapt,

and never back down, always get back up.

As a loyal player, I will stay true to the values of my sport

and try to rally everyone as much as possible.

- Wait, wait, I hear some noise.

- Hello there.

- OH!

- Hello there.

They’re shouting.

- Gwen... - Happy, happy, happy!

- Well!

- How’s it going? - Yeah, we’re here.

I’m happy, but since I know there’s one or two moles...

- In your opinion, who got banned last night?

- I had a concern for myself.

I thought... - No, you were...

Useful to the traitors.

You put everyone on Jean-Christophe.

- Oh really! Are you that sure of yourself already?

Wow. Wow, wow, wow, wow,

wow, wow, wow, wow, wow. Wow.

I already feel guilty for having influenced

the vote against Jean-Christophe, and on top of that,

right from the morning, I’m going to have to untangle all their doubts

because they’re staring at me.

Now, this is becoming difficult to handle.

I understand what you mean, but I don’t agree with you.

Those who play the game, get involved in the investigation, suggest names,

and create a momentum...

I’m sorry, that’s just not right. In that case, no one investigates.

We stay silent, and the game is over.

I try to keep a poker face,

but it’s really hard to be a traitor.

- AH!

- Thank you, traitors,

for not having banned me.

Thank you, thank you.

- For the first time in this game, Hugo and I are...

a couple, the two of us, the duo, two traitors.

I tell myself, "What we’re experiencing... I’m having fun, I find it exhilarating."

- Funny theory, if you want,

for that matter. - Go ahead.

- Some people think that there is...

a traitor in a couple, right?

Then I listened.

Hugo's version:

"No, it's a bit...

"too easy. There isn't a traitor...

"in a couple."

I thought of a third possibility.

There are a couple of traitors.

That wouldn't be bad,

a couple with two traitors. - That would be unprecedented.

- Oh, you mean Laurent?

And Hugo, right? That's it?

- That would be really cool.

A little pressure. As the new traitor,

I have to show that the traitors made the right choice in picking me.

I really need to defend myself well.

If we're being clear,

maybe I messed up.

A sign of naivety, but in a moment of certainty,

I assumed it was absolute innocence.

- Laurent, do you think Hugo is a traitor?

- Are you trying to stir up trouble? - No,

but I'm trying to be honest. For now,

I don't see anything,

at least nothing that would make me say who is a traitor.

- Well, look at me... - Hugo,

you two are the ones I know best among all the players

in this game, so if he is a traitor,

which I really don't think he is, you can start

your career as an actor.

-That's clear. No, but it’s true.

Thank you for your naivety, Valérie. I'm doing just fine.

- It's okay.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa!

- Danielle,

Frédérique, Arthur!

- How are you, Danielle?

- Yes. - Did you sleep well?

- Not at all.

- For psychological reasons or is your bed terrible?

- No, but every time

someone walks by in the hallway...

- To come to your room? - No, of course not.

Well, you came by.

Every time that... - Was it good?

- Oh yeah, but if I'm pregnant, you’re taking responsibility.

- I think I’m going to

remove myself from this awkward situation.

- You, Danielle, do you think

who has been banned? - Bruno H.

- Because you eliminated him?

Did you ban him? - Oh, come on! Stop it! Oh!

- They’re going to find out quickly

because only 3 players are unaccounted for.

- Ah!

- That's good. Well, there you go.

- Oh damn,

it’s Bruno.

- "Bruno H, we ban you. The traitors."

I’m disappointed

to leave so soon. I thought I needed to

get involved in the investigation right away.

I hope the loyal ones will avenge me and that they will win the adventure.

- And who did Bruno investigate the most?

- Bruno and I were focused on you.

- I know.

- I made a little alliance with Bruno

because we saw the same thing. At breakfast, she slipped up.

- Danielle, who got eliminated?

- I voted for Julie.

- You eliminated Julie? - Yes.

- You shouldn't say that.

- Oh damn, no! - You eliminated Julie?

- I eliminated Julie.

- Now, it's Bruno who has been banished by the traitors.

It aligns with my feeling

that she is a traitor.

- Oh, oh...

- AH!

- Here comes the big one.

- Dear traitors, dear loyal ones,

you will all have noticed

that a new loyal one

was banished by the traitors

during the night.

It is a magnificent investigator,

without a doubt, Bruno Hourcade.

Bruno takes with him his suspicions, a few clues,

and a bathrobe

which will be added to his bill.

- And the slippers.

- Today, you can make up for it

by earning extra gold bars for the communal pot...

By shouting, but be careful!

- OH. - This crazy guy...

- Today, I’m taking you to a truly charming place...

that’s delightful.

- Delicious.

The neighbors

are impeccable. They are quiet.

- What?

- Not a word louder than the other.

I’ll see you later.

Have a good day.

- See you later.

- Have a good day. - Have a good day.

With the challenge that I have in store for them,

That’s not going to happen.

One thing is for sure, my traitor, Sally, who is already under attack

at breakfast, will continue

to arouse suspicion.

- Me, a person I completely trust

in this game... - Is it me?

- No, it’s the one I suspect.

- Oh really? - Because...

Because the traitors are going to be brilliant,

manipulate you, lull you to sleep,

make you swing.

I have a lot of confidence in Sally.

You’re smart, you speak up when necessary,

you don’t accuse too much.

Sally? - Yeah?

- It’s you, the traitor. - Oh my God.

Do you really think that too?

In the car, I’m tired of looking

my loyal friends in the eye

and saying to them: “Oh no, do you think it’s her?

“Do you think it’s...” while I know

who the traitors are. And in the end... Wow.

Stomy has me in his sights.

I’m going to have to, once again,

lie from A to Z.

As for me, I’m just playing my game calmly,

and I take the time to observe and understand.

I operate on the principle that those who talk a lot,

I watch them.

- You know that if you’re a traitor,

it’s not going to be good for your image, right?

It’s really not going to be good at all. - Why?

- Because you have the image

of an activist, someone who speaks the truth,

who denounces, who is sincere, who is straightforward.

Just be careful, Sally, about what game you’re playing.

- Stomy's comment, in this case,

it hits like a cold shower because I think:

"Actually, he’s right. Maybe...

"Maybe being a traitor isn’t really for me; people

"are going to think that in real life, I lie too

"and that I’m a traitor."

It starts to weigh on me. I feel like I’m doing

something wrong.

- Ah, it’s not so easy to wear the cape. There you go, Sally caught

in the throes of the double game of traitors.

And I don’t believe

that my next challenge is going to give her any respite.

- "Training for healthcare professionals."

We’re at the morgue!

- Welcome, dear traitors, dear loyal ones, to the abandoned hospital

of Villeneuve-sur-Lot.

I really take you to some beautiful places, don’t I?

- Abandoned hospital.

The atmosphere is grim.

- There are 4 of you who are going to relax today,

who will be lying down, calm, locked

in the fridges

of the morgue.

- Ah!

- Oh no.

- Not only did I just get slapped

in the car, but now we’re in a morgue.

Now we’re going to see corpses, dead people

as if that’s what I needed.

I’m getting chills. But well, I need

to pull myself together.

- Look on the bright side because if there’s an accident or anything,

you’ll be right there.

- Well, yes.

- During this game,

you will be able to accumulate

up to 15 ingots today.

- That’s a big deal. - Then,

the winning team will also have

access to the antechamber, so for one of the players,

the chance to win an amulet

that will protect you from the traitors tonight.

- We’re eager to play because we know that this game determines

our good night, and at the same time, this challenge

is also a moment to observe

each other to gather clues to track down

the evil traitors.

- How do we win this challenge?

You have to free the 5 people who will be in the fridges.

To avoid jealousy, I drew lots for 4 non-volunteers

for the confinement. Gwendal, Danielle,

Stomy... - Oh my God.

You know very well that I’m claustrophobic.

- And Hugo. Hugo, come here, step forward.

I can tell you’re thrilled. - I’m going to end up lying down

in some sort of coffin, a mortuary thing,

something that freaks me out.

I’m not handling this well at all.

- Oh come on, no panic,

they’re super comfortable,

my lovely mortuary fridges.

- Oh! Oh no! - Take your position here.

- But it’s small! Are you serious or what?

- Danielle,

I’m going to open your little room. Oh no, it’s already...

It’s occupied.

- Damn!

- Oh man!

Oh my God!

- I really got them

with my plastic skeleton. Don’t worry, everything here is fake.

(Well, maybe.)

I’m sorry, excuse me. I didn’t expect

it to be occupied. Excuse me, ma’am, sorry.

- I can’t get in there!

I know morgues because I used to be

a nursing assistant. We put the dead

in a morgue drawer.

But I’ve never gotten in one, even for fun.

Oh no.

- Let’s go. Here we go.

- Oh my God. - Oh my goodness.

- This image is horrible.

- Good night. - We love you, Danielle.

- Lock, please. - Lock?

She’s breathing heavily. - It feels weird

when you’re locked in there.

Hurry up, hurry up

and free me.

- Gwendal,

we’re going to go. - I thought it was

an American fridge: "Hello, I’d like a Coke."

I didn’t realize it was in a morgue.

Great.

As usual, Eric welcomes us in places

where life is clearly no longer present.

Now, fridges where you have to lie down,

feet first,

head completely enclosed, that doesn’t reassure me at all.

Damn...

Oh! Damn, no...

- See you later.

Hugo?

- It’s very low.

- Yes, because generally, people don’t move.

- Wait... - Breathe. Breathe deeply.

(-Oh, damn...) - Have a good evening, Hugo.

(-This can’t be happening...)

(Oh damn...)

It’s still a very unpleasant, very intense feeling,

of pressure, of anxiety...

Oh my God!

Oh my God!

- I’ve prepared our most beautiful room for you.

Are you claustrophobic? - I’m extremely claustrophobic.

It’s my nightmare,

to be buried alive.

My heart is racing, I’m stressed,

I’m starting to feel fear, apprehension, panic.

We’re doing this for a charity, so...

I can’t, I can’t let myself down.

Oh my God... - Sweet dreams!

There you go! My fridges are locked up,

and you need codes to get in. I’ve divided the players

into two teams: the reds and the blues.

The team that finds the most codes will win.

Oh dear...

Admit it, my game is deadly! Oh, excellent!

And we’ll start with Azzeddine and Bruno for the blues

against Laly and Laurent for the reds,

who will have to team up, because I’ve handcuffed them together.

They have to free Danielle. She will give them clues,

hidden in her mortuary fridge.

- So, 42...

There’s a phone.

With one hand.

- With what? - A hand.

- That is to say, the hand,

she has the phone.

- Damn...

- There are two lungs... - WHAT?

- Two lungs!

There’s a scar.

- The pairs will discover the body that corresponds to the clues.

The identifying number of this body is the code for Danielle's lock.

Those with sensitive souls can rest easy, these dead bodies

are played by living actors.

(Well, for now.)

Don’t move, okay!

Good luck.

- A scar...

The scar...

Damn, the 42... - Isn’t that the number?

The slipper, the slipper!

42, I’ve got it! I think it’s that one.

(Go for it.)

(Go on, go on.)

The scar! I have the scar!

- The 42, the scar...

- Two clues out of four.

The reds are on the right track, but they’re not the only ones.

- He has a scar.

- 42... - He has a scar.

Asthma... Asthma affects the lungs.

- The blues also have two clues.

So, which of these two bodies is the right one?

- That’s it! It’s him!

What’s the number? 532. Come on!

No, no, no, no! You’re thieves!

You have... Damn, run, run!

- Yes, but we won’t get in front of them.

- Stroke of genius.

Since we’re both tricksters,

and since we’re more physical than they are, we’ll push them down the hallway.

- 532, 532, 532! - We're getting to the locks.

While being certain.

- Let’s check.

That’s not the code.

- Damn! Oh yeah...

We got played by a bunch of losers

who themselves had no idea. So, we lose.

- And so, Laurent and Laly lose too,

they had the same code.

The answer was corpse 163.

- Alright...

- Indeed, body 163 matches all the clues.

There’s a phone

and a lung radio near his funeral table,

his leg has a scar, and he wears size 42 shoes.

Too bad for Azzeddine and Bruno, who were on the right track.

They shouldn’t have copied!

Lost.

- What idiots they are!

They’re so annoying, damn it!

- No one won. Danielle stays locked up.

- Oh no!

I’m at the end of my rope!

- That’s one way to put it. Carla and Arthur, on the red team,

will face Emy and Maxime, on the blue team.

They have the tough task

of freeing Stomy, who isn’t doing so well.

- Who’s going to free me?

Get me out of here!

- Stomy, excuse me,

but your predecessor didn’t complain as much.

Stomy,

please, give the clues.

- Damn, there’s a weird bird!

Then, there’s a hand.

Of a woman with red nail polish...

A radio of a broken arm...

The last clue is a kind of small red bubble

with "zero plus" written inside.

- Wait, wait, wait! (-It’s O+!)

- Okay, but... - Yes, like blood?

- Be careful... Here we go.

- Oh damn!

- Oh wow!

- We need to look at the nails, there you go.

- Okay, now, they are red. - The nails...

- The red nails...

Broken arm radio...

- We need someone who has a fracture and red nails.

- A broken arm... - Look, he has a broken arm.

He has a broken arm... Note. The broken arm, 805.

(There, there, there, look.)

- Okay...

- I come across pipettes with blood,

and it’s Rh factor O+.

In front of the pipettes, there were five or six numbers,

including 805.

This is the second time we've seen 805.

For me, that's the code,

but I prefer to check

with a third clue.

- Wait, she also has

some red there. - The hand...

The red bird...

- There, there... Go ahead...

We come across a corpse

covered in tattoos.

He described a bird,

which reminds me of a drawing. On his toe, there's a tag

with 805 on it.

805...

Come on, come on, come on, it's good!

For me, I've got the code.

That's three times 805. - OK, OK, go ahead, go ahead.

Are you sure about this? - It's three times!

- Will the blues put an end to Stomy Bugsy's ordeal?

That's the right code!

- Maxime, my man!

My man, Maxime!

Thank you, friends. Thank you, thank you. Not even dead!

- One point for the blues.

It's Hugo's turn to be freed. The blues:

Bruno and Azzeddine, against the reds: Laly and Laurent,

particularly motivated, and for good reason.

- How's it going, Hugo? - It's a bit intense right now.

Laurent, please give it your all, okay?

- Hugo, it's your turn to describe the clues.

- Uh... Three waves.

The number 48.

Next, a car from the 1940s,

And then, the symbol of the woman.

A circle with a small cross,

below. - I'm listening to the clues.

The car, the waves,

and of course, importantly, the female symbol.

- Let's go.

- A woman. We need to find a woman.

Where is there a woman?

Here, perfect! So...

It's the cards we need to look at.

I immediately understand that where we need to search

is one of the reclining women.

Never the guys!

It's not her, but we'll take the number, 163.

We're going to be methodical.

The first one, nothing.

Second room.

Let's focus on the only woman in the room.

It's Hugo this time,

that I need to deliver, so I'm motivated.

- Well, well?

A driver who drowned at 48 years old?

Could Laurent be on the right track?

- We won, I'm sure of it! - Let's go!

- I'm sure it's 724.

- Then it's me who will try the locks.

Well done! Bravo! - Yeah!

- Bravo!

- Hugo,

I was strong on this one!

We win.

And I'm pretty proud

to have freed my partner.

- The reds equalized with the blues.

So the teams are tied at 1 all.

Everything will come down to the last player

that no one has tried to free yet.

Gwendal, you're next.

- Ah, thank you, Eric!

- After him, is it over?

- Oh, damn!

- For this final round,

it's Valérie and Romain for the reds,

Sylvie and Sally for the blues, who will try to find

the clues given by Gwendal.

- Uh, I don't know if it's a castle or a church,

but it's a monument.

There's a golden statue

at the tip.

Then, the number 56.

After that, there's

a reward

at the theater called the Molière.

Really, like a golden reward.

Then, a smiling mask.

- Go for it!

The team that wins this last round

will gain access to the antechamber and their amulet.

The two pairs are going to give it their all.

A little too much... Ouch!

- Are you okay? - I'm stressed.

I need to win the amulet!

I'm under so much pressure that I'm tripping...

- Born in Montreal, a victim of a backflip

after receiving a Molière.

- We need to look at the sheets,

find which detail corresponds to which clue,

and all of this with dead people.

Well, not real ones, but it looks like it.

There's the group

next door, who is also making progress.

It's a complicated challenge.

- 56 years old. The victim performed a backflip

after receiving an award... I have Molière.

- I'm 56 years old. - Me too!

Mine,

died on stage,

just like Molière. - I don't have the theater.

You’re 56? - Yes, he’s 56.

Is that it,

the statue? - 532.

- 532. - Come on, quick!

Don’t fall, Sally!

- No, I won’t fall, I won’t fall.

They laugh.

- Is it the right number?

- 532.

- Bravo

to both of you. You freed

Gwendal.

The blues have won. All the bodies have been freed.

- What are they doing?

- Oops, I forgot Danielle!

- Damn...

Yes, yes, yes!

- Let’s free Danielle... - Ah, yes.

Yes, yes, yes!

I was really happy when they freed me. Oh yeah.

Relieved.

- Danielle won’t have suffered in vain,

because she and her fellow captives gain access to the antechamber.

Just like the winning team!

The blues!

And that adds 6000 euros to the common pot.

Cheers of joy

- Emy, for me, is overacting.

We just won the World Cup here. I feel all of this

is a bit fake.

- It’s not thanks to us!

- I feel like

there’s a traitor pretending to be happy to get

almost immunity.

We’re getting there. I’m starting to have my suspect.

I’m A. Ahmed-Chaouch,

I’m a political journalist, and I dreamed

of participating in "The Traitors."

These are things I love: uncovering, investigating,

tricking, getting into people’s heads...

As a loyal,

I will do everything to reveal the truth.

I’m trained for that.

- It’s wonderful. The waltz of suspicions resumes.

Azzeddine suspects Emy, and guess who Emy suspects?

- I have a feeling that Azzeddine deliberately lost.

Because he wanted to get rid of someone from the blue team tonight.

As for me, I’m Emy.

I started on the Internet as a content creator.

I’m also an actress,

I’ve done a bit of film work, and on top of that,

now I’m a TV commentator.

I consider myself competitive,

but I won’t be one of those who use

hate, bitterness, or cruelty.

I hope that this year, the nice people win.

The bad guys can go in the trash!

- What do you think?

- As for me, he’s in my sights.

- For me, Azzeddine has been recruited by the traitors.

And then,

his behavior at the round table... - But he was

in such a state...

We mentioned his name,

and he turned all red. His cheek was twitching all over the place.

- What’s your vote for tonight?

- Azzeddine.

- He was so nervous next to me. I said, "Are you okay?"

- Tonight, it’s going to be a tomato red, then!

- Oh no!

- How cruel they are, those loyal ones, among themselves!

Azzeddine must have his ears burning.

As promised, back at the castle, the winners of the challenge

enter the antechamber.

The immunity amulet for the traitors is hidden there.

Which of the 10 winners will get their hands on it? If it’s a loyal one,

they will sleep well. If it’s a traitor,

they can banish without mercy.

Amulet, sweet amulet,

who will find you?

Mystery!

Night falls over the castle. A few hours before the round table,

the minds are in a frenzy.

The crow caws.

Loyal ones and traitors conspire, starting with Romain,

determined to strike the final blow

against Danielle tonight.

- I have lists and clues.

For me, it’s Danielle.

- You’re not giving up? - Of course not!

My name is Romain Puértolas,

I’m a writer and a former police captain.

I’ve written 10 novels.

My main specialty is observation,

and my other specialty

is to focus on a person, not letting go

until I have everything I need to wrap it up.

- Ah yes, Danielle, for me, you are a traitor.

- Oh! - I own it.

Yesterday, at the round table,

I had made an alliance

to vote against Danielle. I saw my alliance

go up in smoke, and Danielle...

who stays, who successfully pulled off her act of a sweet little grandma.

The best cover in the world! Well done, Danielle.

- He has been against me from the start.

- No, that's not true.

I have been against you

since you messed up at breakfast.

- Romain is a bad investigator.

Since I told him I was loyal,

he could be asking himself, "Did I make a mistake? Did I not?"

But no! Damn, this is not possible.

Danielle, Danielle, Danielle! Incredible, right?

Tonight, if I get eliminated, you’re eliminating a loyal one.

- For me, it’s worthless; there’s no argument to support it.

- It's true that you went to ENA (the National School of Administration).

- It's a game.

- No, but it annoys me. - Yes, I know.

- It annoys me, I... - No, no, no...

- If I get eliminated, he knows me,

I'm going to slap you

right in the face.

I'm sure that guy is a traitor.

That cop over there.

I'm going to do everything

to expose the traitor tonight.

Ah well, for me,

I only have my word. - Be careful, don’t mess with me.

I saw you, you’re a traitor.

With that, go screw yourself. - Danielle, stop!

- You’ll be in for

a surprise.

- The loyal ones are tearing each other apart. I'm on cloud nine.

We're dealing with the worst loyal ones

in the history of the loyal ones. - He’s not wrong, Hugo,

especially since it only takes one name to create paranoia!

- I’m lost about

the round table.

- We talked about the doubts regarding Emy

because she’s a good actress. With every attack,

she takes refuge in emotion.

This lead is completely ridiculous. I'll add more

fuel to the fire.

I'm having fun!

- She’s shady,

she never gives her opinion. I think Emy is the traitor.

- Oh really?

- She’s not investigating.

- So, this is the worst-case scenario, because Frédérique decides

to blame Emy, who is my friend in this adventure.

I feel the pressure

of my status as a traitor.

I really have to defend her.

From my side, I haven't really seen anything in particular,

that she was trying to attach herself to different groups.

We often... - Which gives the impression

of not investigating.

- Since everyone agrees, I’m going to go in that direction.

- I won’t vote against her.

- I see Sally trying to defend Emy,

and I don’t understand.

Well no, actually, you’re a traitor!

You’re not here to save people but to kill them. Help!

- What’s with that face?

- Huh? - Are you okay?

- Yeah, I’m listening, but I have a headache.

- Sally is looking at you like that...

- I can’t pretend anymore, I can’t stay in the game,

I don’t want to lie anymore.

I just want to leave. I think

I can’t take it anymore.

My breathing is speeding up.

- No matter how much I tell myself

that it’s just a game, a role, maybe it just wasn’t meant for me.

It’s too much.

- She should elevate her feet.

Sally is hyperventilating.

- Sally needs reassurance.

She’s had a big wave of fatigue.

It’s a time when things are complicated for her emotionally.

It worries me, and I wonder

what’s going to happen.

She’s not reassuring me.

- Indeed, overwhelmed by emotion,

Sally is resting in her room.

Who would have thought that the formidable Sally would be brought to her knees?

In any case, her treacherous allies won’t be able to count

on her at the round table.

Because the time has come for the loyal ones to vote

against the one they suspect.

- At the round table, our comrade

Sally is missing.

I hope this doesn’t turn everything upside down.

- I’m quite impatient. I’m not really worried about myself.

I’ve managed

to throw them off the scent.

It’s exhilarating,

as a traitor. - For now,

it’s a total fiasco, our work as loyalists.

We’re not getting anywhere. The traitors are good at hiding,

and I keep thinking: “We’re finally going to unmask

the first traitor, and it will be Emy."

- I really feel

in danger, but I’m not defeated.

And Azzeddine, I won’t let go.

Tonight he’s going down,

and he knows it.

- During this roundtable,

there will be the face-offs between Romain and Danielle, and Azzeddine and Emy.

And I’ll take the safest route.

- Good evening, dear traitors and loyal friends.

We are facing an exceptional situation.

Sally is absent due to feeling unwell.

Exceptionally,

she will not be at the table but will return

to the game tomorrow morning.

But even in her absence, you can, if you wish,

vote against her.

You can even eliminate her

in her absence.

You have spent another day together.

You have been able to gather information,

accumulate clues, and perhaps even form a conviction.

Loyal friends, you need to unmask the traitors,

eliminate them,

before they eliminate you during the night

for good. So, who is lying to you?

Who is manipulating you? Who is playing you?

And above all, who will dare to speak up?

Who will be the first to speak up tonight?

Azzeddine?

- My doubts today are directed at Emy

very strongly.

For three reasons.

The first is related to yesterday's vote.

When the majority chose to eliminate Jean-Christophe,

there were people who, for me,

made an opportunistic vote by trying to latch on,

without providing any arguments for what was starting to resemble

a majority vote. Emy was part of that.

The second important point: I saw her trying to hide.

And the third is subjective.

I found her particularly happy, in my opinion,

a bit forced when we won the challenge.

I suggest, if I may,

something.

We call that in politics

a vote of no confidence.

If you want to vote against Emy,

and if she is loyal,

then the next day, vote against me.

I can't be clearer than that.

- Wow.

That's quite a risk to take.

- But Azzeddine!

You should run for office! You're perfect for it!

- If I may, I will try to be thorough.

I have no problem with the fact that

people try to convince others, but we need to be careful.

I think you led

a campaign with a bit of fervor.

I find that this attitude can seem very suspicious to me.

- I'm listening, Gwendal.

And that confirms my feeling: Azzeddine, you're ready to do anything

to convince us that Emy is a traitor,

but your arguments are weak.

To me, you are a traitor

and you don't know how to get out

of this situation.

- It's not something that came out of nowhere.

I'm almost certain of it.

That's why I'm taking this risk to sacrifice myself.

Otherwise, I wouldn't find it enjoyable.

- I'm a bit fed up right now.

This thing is taking on a life of its own. I am loyal.

That's how I am in life. I like to be expressive.

Your arguments are your own.

However, I suggest you ask the production team.

Which seat do you want on the train? You'll be there tomorrow.

- The argument lacks depth, but okay.

- You talk a lot, actually.

You're on a propaganda mission.

What do you want me to say? Yesterday, I found you nervous.

You say I'm not investigating.

A guy as stressed as you are

who is so relentless, confirms what I think of you.

That's all.

I am loyal.

Follow your intuition.

Those who speak loudly

are the ones who have the most to prove.

It looks like bluffing when a guy has weak cards

and goes all in.

- One thing is for sure:

if he messes up and it's still a loyal player,

tomorrow, if Azzeddine is loyal too,

we'll eliminate another loyal player. The traitors

will win like that. - I agree.

- I'm starting to think we're getting played

for fools. Wake up!

- Carla, for me, she's the loyal who's

the smartest, and those who think they are the greatest

strategists, you're way off base.

Little Carla is much more...

observant and sharp than you are.

- We're alone; we're not a team!

- If the group starts to follow

what Carla says, the traitors are in danger.

- Emy, I know her well.

I don't think that she is

a traitor.

On the other hand, Mr. Romain,

you're hurting me a lot by saying that I'm a traitor...

- Yeah, but then...

- Be quiet, I'm talking. I'm loyal.

And are you convinced that I'm a traitor?

And who'sto say you're

not a traitor? You, you're the traitor.

Excuse me.

- We need to make a distinction... - I’m not done!

There you go, I'm sorry. You say...

that you're an investigator. Stop! What kind of writer are you?

- We're in a game.

I don't know you,

but I never said anything against you

in normal life. I'm attacking you in the game.

- What are your arguments? - Actually,

she messed up.

And then, I observed you.

That's all I did, and I saw that you were...

- I'm happy that a man is watching me. It’s been 40 years.

- We had a heated debate

because she took it as an attack. - It's harassment.

All day long, we only talk about Danielle!

We're wasting time; there are loyal ones dying!

- "Loyal ones dying!"

- No, but it's true! I think Danielle is taking too much heat.

I won't let you do that.

I'm upset.

- So we're not playing anymore?

- Why does that make you cry? - Because...

- It's not harassment.

- I can't take it anymore, I swear.

I'm kind of

doing my Danielle: "I'm really hurt!"

There you go.

I'm exaggerating, showing that I hate

injustice

so that no one suspects me.

- She's not going to die for real.

- I can't take it anymore... Change your target, come on!

- I thought I knew everything

after going through political life,

but it's way worse here. Laughter

here, it's much more diabolical.

I'm not at all sensitive to Frédérique's tears.

She's an excellent actress.

I don't believe her tears.

I think

she's defending Danielle in a strange way.

My doubts are starting to shift towards her.

She's overdoing it.

- You're a good investigator,

you're a former cop, and you're in a dead end

in the sense that you only have one target.

- Is it... - We expected more from you.

- Stop harassing Romain.

- You two are traitors, and you're ganging up on me.

- No, but... are you crazy?

- Damn, that's aggressive.

I'm a competitor.

I'm used to playing this game.

Insult me, I don't care.

You're angry, you've lost your cool, you messed up,

so I won.

- Romain, sorry, either you're a traitor...

or a very bad investigator.

At no point,

or maybe I'm wrong, but at no point,

damn it, do I think Danielle is a traitor, or we’re in a madhouse.

I'm surprising myself. I realized that to not

seem hesitant, it's better to assert things.

I understood that if you raise

your voice, you're more convincing.

- Take your slates and write down the name of the one

you think is a traitor.

- I feel like I've managed

to convince those who might have

had some doubts, so I'm thinking I'm on the verge

of outing the first traitor, and this move will give me

strong credibility for the rest of the game.

- At the moment

I take the slate, I'm definitely thinking

about Az to possibly

get him out, hoping he's really a traitor.

- Now,

I need to write down one of my suspicions.

I'm tired of being influenced and fooled.

- Azzeddine, who did you vote for tonight?

- I'm going to stay true to what I said: Emy.

- Good.

Emy, who did you vote for?

- I hope we’re not two loyal ones.

There you go.

- Sylvie? - If you mess up,

I won't change my mind.

Sorry, Emy.

- Gwendal? - Azzeddine, because...

coming up with such a strategy to eliminate a loyal one

is a problem for me.

- Maxime.

- Right now, clearly,

I have a fear, it's of leaving.

There's a little apprehension

that the votes might turn against me.

- Romain,

who are you voting for tonight?

- I hope I don't shock anyone, but obviously, Danielle.

- Frédérique, who did you vote for?

- I voted for Romain...

because...

we expect a lot more from you

as a former cop.

- I'm giving it my all, Frédérique.

- Danielle, who are you voting for tonight?

- What a surprise!

- Laurent,

who are you voting for?

- Excuse me. We’re dealing with a great writer,

but either he’s a traitor,

or he’s really a bad investigator.

- Well done.

Ha! Take that.

You’re not a good investigator,

my friend, because I already told you that I was loyal,

and you didn’t believe me. There you go.

- Laly?

- You didn’t manage to convince me.

- Hugo,

who are you voting against tonight?

- I’m voting against Emy.

The more votes there are against Emy,

the more my vote against Emy gets lost

in the crowd. It allows me to swim

with a lot of other loyal ones and avoid getting caught.

- Carla, who are you voting against tonight?

- I had decided

to vote against you, Emy,

but at this round table,

Frédérique, I found you very strange.

- Again? This is just relentless.

- I’m not the majority, and I’m raising

suspicions about Frédérique. It’s too obvious.

She has an extreme ability to turn

people’s minds and manipulate them.

Guys, seriously,

can’t you see it? We need to stop

being under the influence.

- Stomy, who are you voting for tonight?

- I’m voting for... Laly.

I tell myself: until the end,

I won’t let myself be influenced.

Laly would be the perfect traitor for me

because she has this neutral side.

You trust her completely, like giving the benefit of the doubt.

We have confidence. I don’t want to be fooled by that.

- There are three people left.

Anything is always possible. It all depends on your votes.

- To all three of them.

Bruno,

Who are you voting against?

- I’m voting against Emy.

- Arthur, who are you voting against?

Did you vote? - Emy, I didn’t add my heart,

but I wrote down your name

In very small letters, because it hurts me

to vote against you.

- Valérie, you are...

The last one to vote.

- I’m doing it without cowardice,

maybe by mistake.

If we’re wrong,

It's certain, tomorrow,

Azzeddine, you'll leave

and your reputation will take a hit.

- Dear Emy, you didn’t manage to convince...

- Yes. - Your comrades.

Of your loyalty.

It's you who will take the spot

over here, please.

- As for me, I had

a good time, and I think that leaving at a moment

where I like everyone and where everyone

still appreciates me,

even when there are

campaigns, it’s cool. - Emy, are you

a traitor or loyal?

- As I’ve been saying from the beginning, I am loyal.

- There you go, there you go. - I told you!

- Thank you for playing with us. - I told you!

- Goodbye. - Thank you all,

Goodbye and have fun, everyone.

I’m sad

to disappoint my team.

It’s terrible, it’s terrible.

Damn, the traitors,

but right now, they’re having tea.

Now, you’ve got to own up,

friends, because the loyal ones aren’t fools this year.

- What a waste.

What a waste. - That’s the game, right?

- Tomorrow, we’ll know who to vote for. We gain a day.

- This is a shock because

all my beliefs were built on nothing.

I went from "I’m going to be the great savior

who will find the traitors" to a little puppet

who got manipulated

by one, two, three, or four traitors

to go eliminate

a loyal comrade.

It's terrifying.

- How can someone let themselves be manipulated like that,

In just an hour?

- Because we don't have any certainty.

The traitors are really good at what they do, what do you want?

Maybe it's you, maybe it's Laurent...

I didn't think someone could be fooled to that extent.

The traitors are really, really strong.

We have them right in front of us; we're with them.

All day long, and they're fooling us.

I need to wake up and take action against

a traitor. We’re not going to let ourselves be walked all over like this until the end.

- Tonight, another loyal one

will pack their bags. Tomorrow morning,

you will be

even fewer in number.

Good night.

Are the traitors the ones who are brilliant?

Or are the loyal ones the ones who are useless? That is the question.

In any case, tonight, the banishment of a loyal one

will take place again in complete calm, well, almost,

because there is a returning member at the traitors' council.

- Ah, hello there!

- How's it going?

I see Sally,

and I have chills because, among the traitors,

she is the one who doesn't raise any suspicions.

So it comforts me

that we are all here, the four of us.

- I had time to rest, and it's true

that it was tough

today. I realized I had formed real

friendships with people

to whom I lie

a little...

to their eyes, you know.

It threw me off balance. I felt like

I was doing something

wrong.

I didn't expect it to be so difficult,

for me to question myself about my own values,

while I’m just playing a game,

that it’s a role, that it’s not real life.

I didn’t think it would shake me up like this.

- I understand that it’s difficult. Don’t cry.

- It was difficult today.

- We're here, there are four of us.

Sally is

completely disappointing. She shows up, crying.

We have to console her. We have other things to do

than comfort people who are afraid of killing others

because they think they’re at a holiday club.

If we hire the right guy, the brute, and the con,

and I ask you to play the con,

you’re not going to stop me in the middle of the film and say:

"No, but actually, I think that, after all,

"the con isn’t nice."

Well, no, actually.

It’s your job. You have a mission.

I’m desperate.

- If you had been there

tonight, you would have seen

once again

that the loyal ones are worse than us.

- They killed each other!

- Listen.

- Excuse me, the loyal ones are worse than us.

- There was an "Emygate."

Azzeddine, we don’t know what happened,

he went on a crusade like a politician,

ready to do anything to bring Emy down.

- Are you telling me

that it’s Emy who got eliminated?

- She took it well. - She didn’t cry.

- Emy, as I suspected,

Emy was eliminated by the loyal ones tonight,

and once again, this is a tough blow,

and honestly, it really puts me...

It really unsettles me. It really throws me off.

- Do you feel strong enough to continue on this path,

which is still very long, with us?

- I need to think,

and that’s why, for this banishment,

I’m going to give all three of you free rein.

I’m going to step back.

The only thing I’ll ask of you is,

is, in any case,

if you could avoid banning Gwendal or Arthur...

- For tonight,

maybe, but we won't be able to keep going for long.

- The banishments are crucial.

If we take them off the list...

because you care about them, honestly,

we're shooting ourselves

in the foot

for the future.

Sally has great qualities as a traitor,

but what could work against her is her emotions.

Choosing based on personal connections while convincing yourself

that it’s for a strategy is a dead end.

- I would go even further. Make sure

that we will eliminate Gwendal and Arthur. We will definitely eliminate them.

It’s now or never that you need to decide

if you want to continue

being a traitor or not.

Sorry, I’m pushing you a bit, but it’s important.

I don’t want you to crack.

And it’s now that you need to be strong.

The longer this goes on, the harder it’s going to get, I’m sure of it.

I’m being very honest:

either she leaves now, or she stays with us

until the end. Now is the time to decide.

- Sally, I hope that tomorrow,

you’ll join us, because I really don’t feel

like going all the way if we don’t have a fourth traitor

like you with us.

- Plus, you can win for your organization.

- And that means

helping us win.

- I feel bad because

I feel like I’m abandoning them,

like I haven’t really played my part.

I don’t know if I can keep going.

I...

I can't see myself, in any case, continuing.

I don’t know. I really don’t know if I’ll come back tomorrow.

- What will Sally decide?

To keep lying while looking her loyal friends

straight in the eye,

or to abandon her treacherous friends?