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It's here,

at the Biron castle, in Dordogne,

that I invited 20 personalities

to participate in a cruel game of lying

and treason.

At the beginning of the game, I designated secretly 3 traitors:

the host Laurent Ruquier,

the influencer Crazy Sally

and the actress Frederique Bel.

Their mission: eliminate all other players,

the loyal ones, before being unmasked.

-There, I'm going to play a real bad guy.

I adore.

-They also had to recruit a 4th traitor,

but the loyal Hugo immediately unmasked

her companion Laurent and blackmailed him.

-I know that you are a traitor.

This evening, you convince others

to choose me to join the traitors.

If he doesn't choose me,

I'm throwing it away. - Hugo told me

to call him a traitor, This evening.

-It's what, this pressure?

Oh no, no blackmail.

-So they were forced

to choose it against Frederique's advice.

-You're lucky

that I am no longer loyal because I would have targeted you.

-I can't find it very cool.

We are the leaders and someone arrives

by criticizing my way of playing. In addition,

he didn't thank us.

-Despite everything, the quartet has already banned 3 loyalists in secret

and thanks to the maneuvers of my traitors, the loyal ones

were wrong and eliminated 3 of their own

thinking that they were traitors.

-I am loyal.

-Oh shit!

But why?

But why?

-So since they are so gifted for the treachery, I threw

a challenge to my traitors to measure the extent of their talent.

I replaced their advice, where they have

to choose who they will ban between them,

by the cocktail of death. It rocks, doesn't it?

-OH!

-During this cocktail, they had to recover

in full view of everyone this red glass, pour a drink into it

poisoned and make her drink

loyally that they wanted to banish.

All this

before the 12 strokes of midnight, otherwise, no ban.

But things

were not so simple.

...

- Do you want a mojito? - No, thank you.

I feel sick.

- Who wants a mojito? - No, thank you.

-We are not going

get there. The longer it is,

the more suspicious it is.

Sylvie.

-No, no, no, no.

-Here, that's the thing that Fred has...

-It's what?

-That's the thing that Fred told you to...

-Well shit.

- It's too toasted. - There, it's burnt.

-Oh that's not possible.

There, we have to go.

I'll take care of it alone and find

a victim.

...

-There is alcohol or not?

-So, the traitors did they manage to make you drink?

Their poisoned cocktail to a loyal?

And if so, which one?

Biron Castle wakes up in foggy memories

of a memorable party.

But as a traitor,

no party is ever completely innocent

because last night I confided a mission to my 4 traitors:

poison a loyalist.

But did they succeed? Will anyone be missed?

At roll call this morning? I'll let you discover it.

Tea, croissants and manipulations, my favorite breakfast.

-Eh... No, we are all alone.

-Yeah!

The pink team arrives first. - So.

I was very happy to share my joy and in fact,

we are alone. - It's already great

that we are here. - I'm happy!

I talked a lot yesterday.

I accused several people,

whether during the round table, during the cocktail and that,

it's not good because you can scare traitors.

So I didn't have a good night. And there I am

very happy to be back in this breakfast room

because I thought that I would have died tonight.

-Who can be banned?

-We might get the answer. I heard...

- Ah... - Ah! I heard you.

Stomy sings.

-The traitors... The 3 traitors

are there. - The 3 traitors arrive.

-THANKS for sparing me,

Sylvie. - How are you?

- I'm better now. - How are you?

-We are happy to find yourself there,

isn't it?

-How was the evening?

-This little glass... What good he did.

- Frederique, did you like it? - I had a lot of fun.

-The cocktail atmosphere, it made to clear things out a little bit.

But having traitors in the midst of us,

it doesn't make me happy and relaxed, so that...

It's a shame because we had everything to pass

a better time.

The door creaks.

-YEAH!

-Bruno Solo!

- How are you? - How are you, friends?

Ah OK. There are fewer and fewer loyal people,

but that means it's getting tighter on the traitor(s).

Tonight we have to get one out. - We'll get there.

-It's necessary that we get there tonight.

-Attention...

-Crazy!

- How are you? - Yeah. Very well played.

-Excellent. Well done.

Who is missing? Laurent,

Laly, Danielle and... - That's all.

-Ah, there you go.

-Roman with the amulet because I don't have it and neither does Laurent.

-Please, is it that...

Bruno, you told me that Laurent...

-Laurent, yesterday, he said that he didn't have the amulet.

- Frederique said: "I don't have it." - Me neither.

-But you're crazy to say that.

Imagine he is a traitor and he said this evening:

"Laurent, he doesn't have it. Come on, let's take it out."

- Ah shit... - Fuck!

- He makes mistakes. - I felt it right away.

-For me, Laurent Ruquier doesn't make any mistakes.

-Sylvie, you know Laurent Ruquier

from the TV. OK?

I know Laurent Ruquier. The real Laurent Ruquier,

It's Mister Gaffe, All right?

So no.

-There, we have Laurent Ruquier from TV or...

-Real life.

-OK.

-He is clumsy, he says it himself.

It's very consistent. Protection of Laurent.

And Fred, I leave a little bit of discussion to be had.

I say to myself: "If I defend too much the thing, it's going to be suspicious."

-Laurent, I can understand

that there are things which escaped him

on the importance of the amulet and everything.

You, I confess that I don't understand...

-I don't know who I told. Who was that?

-I was there.

-So, I don't even remember it.

-You tell him while thinking that she is a traitor.

You voted against her and you say

that you don't have the amulet? - I don't know. At one point...

- Yeah, well... - When you're a little exhausted,

you drop stuff and then...

I didn't feel the importance

of the stuff. - Wait, you who know the game,

how can you do this blunder?

-The amulet, uh... I didn't get it,

last night. - Why did you say that?

-I don't know, because I was grilled. There you go.

-Barred as it is, It is possible that Fred announced

that she didn't have the amulet to make believe

that she was honest and in fact, she's the one who has it.

With Fred, you never know. Because she's still up there.

But I don't understand.

-Fred, if Laurent doesn't come back

because we have fun to tell

details that we are supposed to

keep...

-Laurent, he committed suicide.

-If he were alone,

it wouldn't have put him in danger like this, you see.

-Too bad for him.

Stomy laughs.

-"Too bad for him."

-For the amulet, I made a mistake.

Hugo attacks me

as if we were enemies long time

while Laurent did

the same gross mistake. I find it unfair

to pick on me. I'm disgusted, actually.

-There is no longer any lack, now, that the traitor Laurent

and the loyal Danielle and Laly. SO...

Will they, all 3, make their entrance?

-YEAH!

-They are all here. Everyone is here!

Yeah! Everyone is here!

How are you, my Laly?

How are you, my Danielle? - What's going on here?

I arrive at breakfast and I see everyone.

No one was banned apparently.

We were all happy, damn.

It's good. We're all here, right?

-You think that my traitors have failed,

that they did not succeed the mission?

Laughing You don't know me or what?

It's still a little more twisted than that.

Because the mission has indeed been noted

with dexterity and perfidy.

Oh I love them, my little traitors!

But not so much,

because I didn't tell them everything said.

They were unaware that the poisoned person would be there

This morning, in front of them.

Good foot, good eye.

Imagine their surprise and their questioning.

Laughing They're going to be completely lost.

He laughed evilly.

-How so, is there anyone missing?

-Well why?

-I know, you don't like it. To see me!

It doesn't matter. I don't care!

-I don't understand what's happening.

We should have eliminated a loyal from the game.

It smells like shit.

-They voted for Romain who had the amulet?

So there are no eliminations.

-I say to myself, what the hell is this? There were no eliminations.

All the loyal ones are here.

It's spinning in my head, and I say to myself

that the mission, she messed up somewhere,

either we didn't understand, either we missed it because of me.

-I'm trying to watch Hugo

to understand if he understood

what's happening. I don't know what Eric Antoine

reserves for us, I don't know if it was

a false mission that will turn against us, but there,

I expect the worst.

Sighs of relief

-Danielle, there's Eric.

-What a masterstroke!

- He will explain. - He's scheming.

-Hello everyone,

dear traitors, dear loyal ones.

What a pleasure to see you all again in full, this morning!

It's amazing.

Maybe in the evening,

in the euphoria of the party, the traitors have forgotten

to ban someone,

or have decided, in their infinite meekness,

to keep you all today.

ABSOLUTELY NOT!

-He woke me up well, here it is!

- While you were partying,

that you enjoy life, you were dancing...

No problem The traitors, however, were conspiring.

Someone has been

poisoned last night, during the cocktail.

-Poisoned by whom?

-By the traitors, of course, and their victim

is condemned.

-They will leave today.

-What?

-I did not tell the traitors,

dear friends, that the poison acts

very slowly.

-Who gave me a drink?

-What is that?

-What a delight, I fooled you

the traitors.

The treachery among the traitors.

Mise en abyme of manipulation!

I am an evil genius!

-We are rats in a laboratory,

and Eric Antoine manipulates us.

I feel a bit like a betrayal of Eric with the traitors.

We are all a little shocked, we didn't really understand.

-Who is going to leave today, who was poisoned?

To discover

who is already sentenced to death

without knowing it, I propose to you

to put on your finest clothes, to pay tribute to them.

I'll meet you

in your outfit the most solemn

at the foot of the castle. - Aye, aye, aye.

Wow, he is very strong, this Eric Antoine,

but there are 2 of them, It's easier with 2 first names.

It's a duet, you see?

Eric and Antoine. If he were all alone,

he would bring it back a little less, the great magician.

- I'll see you later. - See you later.

-Don't forget your tissues.

- What did they do? - They poisoned someone.

-It's not someone who proposed

glasses?

-I think so.

- What if one of the glasses was poisoned? - I drank

in several glasses. - What?

-I'm the one who made you drink a loyalist's glass.

Maybe that someone saw me,

There are eyes everywhere.

To look innocent, I look ahead.

Maybe the person

sitting right next to me was observing.

Hugo breathes. I'm starting to get gout.

I tell myself that it's going to be long nervously.

-So you must be wondering

who served you a drink.

-I was so tired

that we can very well, at one point,

gave me a drink without me remembering it,

so I'm not very reassured,

because it is possible that I am the dead one, just now.

-My mother always told me: "They never serve you a drink.

“Never take your eyes off him.” I helped myself.

-Oh, Frederique!

Frederique, yesterday,

served me a drink, and gave me some cash

mint in it.

I didn't taste it.

-Then, you insisted.

- You insisted. - 3 times!

-With mint,

and it was disgusting. Frederique laughs.

I don't know what she put in in my glass, I don't know.

Poison... poisoned...

Excuse me. I love you very much.

-There is not one who told me "is the mojito here"?

-You're talking nonsense.

-I don't know.

-The mojitos were in front of you, I wouldn't have offered them to you.

All attacks are coming, it's too early.

I am of the night, I am a traitor,

so my defense

is a bit rotten. - Who served you?

A drink yesterday? - Who poured me a drink?

When I arrived,

I sat down, and someone

served me.

I was next door... I don't know anymore.

I don't know anymore.

-Did someone serve you or not?

-Yes, I was served.

- Who, you don't know? - No.

-OK, me, you poured me a drink.

-Frederique...

I don't know if she slept badly yesterday,

because it arouses suspicion, oh there there,

there there. I think that there, between traitors,

we must do everything to try to protect Frederique today,

try to direct doubts to another loyal one.

It's hot.

-Yes, I know, it wasn't very nice, the cocktail trick,

but what do you want,

it was stronger than me. Fortunately,

the surprise i organized should go back up

morale to all.

But no, come on, let's see, we are not

in a holiday club, here.

-Oh, fuck, that's...

-Actually, it's a...

-We're going to be buried. They're going to bury us.

-We arrive in the courtyard, and we see

the carriage of death.

Big funeral atmosphere.

-It doesn't work at all I want to laugh, that.

Friends, they have real burial heads.

I'm not laughing at all anymore.

I'm afraid for my butt, but there, sorry,

I see 4 people all in black who don't laugh, head down.

It sets the mood, and I see a hearse!

I don't like it.

I don't like it!

-Oh, I feel, indeed,

a little panic

who is rising.

-Dear traitors

and loyal. - I don't like it.

-Under this sun,

our hearts cry.

A loyal one

has been mowed down again in the flower

of age.

One of you was poisoned.

Who is it?

I propose to you a funeral march.

A funeral march, It's a Nordic walk

best dressed

and without the sticks.

- Pardon.

-In whose homage will take place

this walk?

-We all stress, we try

to remember

the cocktail of the day before, if we have been

poisoned or not. Really, we are in a state of anxiety,

and we don't want to go do it this funeral march.

-I'm super anxious.

I imagine all the situations, and I'm too young to die!

-Nothing like that

than a funeral to feel alive,

but it's better when we know who the dead person is.

Players won't find out until the end of the procession.

Fear in my stomach,

they will move forward to the tomb of the deceased,

but on the road, clues will allow them

to discover, gradually,

who was spared.

So who will survive?

Who is living their last moments?

Patience.

Dear traitors,

dear loyal ones,

on the move.

Please, I ask everyone,

in respect for the future deceased,

to keep silent. Thanks.

- There is one of us

who is poisoned,

next to you, or even me,

It happens. We say to ourselves: “How will the person die?”

Are they going to die before our eyes?

Is it really, will the poison work?

The person will have spasms, vomiting?

You never know with Eric Antoine.

So we walk,

we don't know where exactly we are going.

-I'm afraid.

You tell yourself that it is probably

your last moments in the adventure.

-First stop of this funeral march.

One of you will be saved in a few moments.

For this, it will be necessary to answer to the question which is

on this grimoire. Hugo, you would have

the kindness of going to read

the question?

-"The player is safe and sound

"is the one who was immune

"against banishment

"traitors tonight."

-Do you know? Who was this person?

- Roman? - It was Romain,

indeed. Romain,

you will not be the poisoned one,

Today. Roman, you are saved.

- I appreciate it, thank you. - Roman,

for me he is loyal,

so I'm happy, and that gives me an element

interesting. Frederique didn't lie when she said

that she didn't have the amulet,

so be Frederique doesn't care about dying,

and so, she is a traitor, either she is unconscious

because she could have exposed herself to banishment if, really,

the traitors had banished rather than poisoning someone.

-You are welcome, join

the back of the carriage. You will now be able to

relax and think about who

was poisoned.

- Thank you. Good luck. - Indeed,

only those who are saved

can climb there. The others walk.

Nice hike.

-I am the 1st in the carriage,

so I know I'm saved, great, but I still wonder

who was poisoned.

-Romain was not poisoned.

We are happy for him, but it's a double-edged sword.

He can be treacherous.

-The procession sets off again,

and there we begin to hear a voice in the distance.

I tell myself that Eric Antoine is not crazy enough

to the point of bringing singers on our grave.

Huh? At some point... There is... I don't know, there is...

There is still a measure,

we're not joking that much with death, there is respect,

We can't laugh at everything.

-The choir is not nice.

You see all these...

these singing shrews as if we were all going to die.

It's a bit scary.

-There is no point in trembling,

they better listen attentively

the words of my choir. Between the false notes,

there are clues hidden there.

-There were lots of first names in their music.

Every time, there were 1, 2, 3, 4 first names,

5 first names. There were too many first names there,

they brought me down, because I wasn't at all

in their song!

-Laurent, Sally,

Bruno, Hugo, Stomy,

you are not poisoned, you are safe.

You can join the hearse.

-Thank you my...

Thank you, my little traitors, I don't know, thanks!

I am so happy. I am so happy.

Really happy.

It's more than a game to me, it's a question

of life or death.

-Banned or poisoned, we must think...

- Know who was poisoned. - To whom the traitors

wanted to see leave. - That's it.

-There are plenty of us to be saved,

we get into the carriage and we begin

to look at those who remain, and we say to ourselves that the vice

tightens on the victim.

-The condemned person is still among you.

-I feel like it's me.

I'm really pissed off, I am not selected.

When will it end?

And that I will be told that I am safe and sound?

-Well, maybe never,

because the poison does its work, and every step further

bring one of them closer of the final sentence.

-There, it's the cemetery!

-Dear friends, there is a clue

behind this grave.

Sylvie, would you have kindness, please,

to read this clue?

- "Who has not had

"access to the antechamber

"after the ordeal from the morgue?"

-Arthur, Carla,

Laly and Maxime,

you are saved. You can go up

in the hearse.

-I have all the pressure who releases.

I am happy for myself, but I stress a lot

for Gwendal, Sylvie and Danielle.

Frederique, she's not my girlfriend

from the beginning, but I don't wish it on him

to die now.

-Frederique,

Sylvie, Gwendal, Danielle, the vice

tightens.

-It stinks, because there are not many of us left.

-Who was poisoned?

It smells like burning, I think.

-The burnt one? It depends on who.

Gwendal,

you would be kind enough,

please read... - Yes.

- this funeral wreath?

-"The next one

"to be saved came

"in this game

"with his pendulum."

- Ah! - Frederique, you are saved.

-Thanks!

-I would have preferred whether it is Gwendal

or Sylvie, there, saved right away.

I'm a little disappointed, but maybe they will be

saved after. I pray, I pray.

Frederique served all glasses.

I was there when she proposed

with Danielle "insistently".

She got away 40 million bullets

in the foot. Since the beginning,

I say that she is a traitor.

-She has a lot offered glasses.

- Who wants a mojito? - No, thank you.

- Are you sure? - Ah yes, I'm sure of it.

- Do you want a mojito? - Oh no, thank you,

I feel sick.

-Have you not tasted it? He is good.

There's lemon in it. Can I get you some?

-A little background.

- Ah! Mrs. Mojito! - Mojito!

-"Do you want a mojito? Do you want a drink?

Madam barmaid, the bartender, the bargirl.

“Do you want to have a drink? Mmh! The mojito is here!"

For me, I am sure and certain that she has

poisoned.

-In hindsight, I may have played badly

This part, I haven't been super discreet,

"do you want a drink, thingy", but I didn't think at all that Eric

was going to swing. It's gonna be hot for me,

-Sylvie, Danielle, Gwendal, it's the end

of adventure for one of you three

in a moment.

-Oh my! This is very bad.

I would never have believed

that I would have been fired. The traitors may have seen

that I had a big mouth.

They said: "We will eliminate Danielle, how clever she is."

-The procession sets off again. All of a sudden,

we are going less and less quickly. We don't want the scaffold.

I only think about myself because the only fear,

she is there. She is: “Am I poisoned?”

"Is it me who will die?

-My doubts begin

to grow more and more

and I really enjoy it of this solemn moment

and quiet to prepare psychologically my departure.

-Oh, there's a hole!

Pff!

No, I can't.

-Some dream of an exit play with panache.

I decided

to offer you the exit the most spectacular

until now.

We even made coffins

custom made.

-There are three coffins. Han!

Oh no, no, no, no!

I'm not going home in the coffin!

It's not possible, it's not possible!

-The coffins, I can "ap".

Really, I can't. In Martinique,

it brings bad luck.

He's sick. I'm not going to get into a coffin!

-It's scary. They are not going

put someone in a grave,

throw him earth on it

and plant a cross, it's not possible.

-No, that's not the type from home!

You are welcome,

take a seat. - It brings bad luck.

-I can...

I will do it,

but it brings bad luck. In a week,

you will say: "She's dead."

-But no!

-I came back

in the coffin,

I said to myself:

"It's not possible!"

It's a little tight, huh.

Even when we are dead, We're still tight, though.

I hope my daughter don't go see. Oh no!

I think she's going to... She's going to be traumatized.

Oh ho!

-You understood it

Now,

the poisoned one is among these people.

Is this Gwendal,

by Sylvie

or Danielle?

It is time for contemplation. Everyone will take a rose

and drop it off in the coffin

of the one he thinks to have been poisoned.

If it is the right person,

the kitty for associations will swell by 11 ingots.

This is Bruno who opens the ball.

-I choose Sylvie. She is

susceptible to be the most

dangerous for traitors.

-Thank you, Bruno.

You are welcome.

Laurent? You are welcome.

-I will drop off

this rose on your coffin,

Sylvie, because I imagine

that you are too dangerous

for traitors.

So you go from Miss France... to Miss Earth.

-The following roses will also go to Sylvie for Maxime,

Arthur...

Romain, Laly, Stomy. Everyone is convinced

that she attracted the lightning of traitors.

-It never stops.

Suffice to say that it is

OK Corral. And go ahead.

I'll give you my rose!

-I'm going to miss you, baby girl.

-You are welcome, Frederique.

-I think that it's Gwendal...

because I would never have wanted

that my friend Sylvie

die. Sorry.

-I don't know why she does this.

I don't understand

this strategy.

Is she trying? To stand out from the crowd

to show, exactly,

that she is loyal because she thinks

differently from others?

Does she want to play the fool? Who didn't understand the rules

to continue to appear harmless?

I don't know anything about it.

-The fact that she does not do

like the others, right away,

she makes a mistake. This opens up additional signals

on her, unless she has a three-hit strategy

because she is very intelligent.

-You offered roses in the vast majority

to Sylvie.

10 roses for Sylvie,

one for Gwendal. The person

poisoned by traitors

last night,

it's about...

by Sylvie Tellier.

-Ah, that feels good when it's not us!

Oh my!

-I don't know

why is it me and I won't have the answer.

I'm replaying the scenario of this cocktail, I say to myself:

"How they got me poisoned? With what?"

I didn't eat of macaroons.

-No, but Sylvie got wet his lips in the blood cup

proposed by Hugo...

-Is there alcohol or not?

No, but try it, you'll see, it seems like there is no...

- and this, Frédérique, He didn't like it at all.

-Actually, I am in mourning.

Sylvie, she's my friend for 25 years

and it's not me who killed her, it's not me

who poisoned her was Hugo, without my consent,

without consulting me.

I feel really betrayed. I'm disgusted, actually.

-Sylvie, before that the poison does not work,

in a few seconds who come, do you have

a last word

to tell your friends?

-Since the beginning, I have tried to hide that I am investigating.

I find that...

you stick to me too much,

Frederique. Be careful.

And then, there is never smoke without fire,

watch Laly.

-Well done, Sylvie.

-Bye!

-Bye. Applause

Ladies and gentlemen...

-My death will have brought back 11 ingots,

it will be useful and it will be fine help many people,

but I'm pissed off to leave everyone

and I don't want to to bury me.

-It's not possible!

-Bye. I'll let you go,

we will finish. Thanks.

-Poor thing. Peace to her soul.

-Peace, peace, that remains to be seen because the disappearance

Sylvie's weakened Frederique.

My traitor has been losing his footing since this morning. and this rose

balanced on Gwendal's coffin

don't risk to fix things.

-Everyone had the shy ones.

-Danielle, you had zero roses on you.

-It's sad to have a grave without flowers.

Gwendal and Sally laugh.

-The coffins, it's not pleasant.

-I had pain in my kidneys and then in the ass! Oh dear!

- Who gave you a rose? - Frédérique, and her only one

justification is:

"I don't want to whether it's Sylvie",

just that. - She is really over the moon.

-I stay on Laly, even though I would like to have

confirmations about Frederique.

-Between traitors, we must do everything

to guide doubts to another loyal one,

especially Laly, always in the line of sight

of many loyal because today,

Frederique multiplies the blunders.

It will be necessary set up

a rescue strategy discreet but urgent,

that we really play in team

and we win the game.

-A few hours of the round table,

the mission "save Frédérique" is launched.

My 4th traitor, Laurent, has caught cold during the procession

and rests in his room. Hugo and Sally

will two be enough? To go out

Frederique of the rut?

-It's very annoying that she is gone, Sylvie.

- Yeah. - She was a happy girl.

- Yes, positive. - Pretty, efficient,

happy. - A fatal beauty,

a beautiful woman. - The boss.

-I didn't think so.

-I had just met her

and I will miss her. - Me too.

- Did you serve him drinks yesterday? - Never.

-You came to propose to me twice a mojito.

- I like to entertain. - She likes it.

Frederique gives explanations still convoluted. I love it!

What a wonderful actress! I am sure

that she is a traitor.

She got too mixed up the brushes.

-Nobody said... They said

that it was in the drink or the cakes?

-No. We talked of poisoning,

After, I don't really know

if it's in the drink, in a food or...

She laughs. - I love it! I love his face.

Oh my!

I served glasses, I recognized him,

There you go, you see... Well, anyway, I offered Laly a drink...

Honestly, I offered to drink to everyone,

So...

That... You see... I... Not everyone is dead, though.

Stop looking at me with your little eyes!

There, I'm not well.

All the loyal ones attack me, all traitors,

I see they are doing it to me upside down,

and there, I say to myself: "The violence of the thing!"

If I don't react, It's going to be a killing.

Pff!

-The noose is tightening about Frederique Bel,

which becomes a subject in all rooms.

-Since this morning, I have doubts about Fred

because this morning, I find that she was

so muddy in his explanations

compared to the amulet!

I didn't understand anything to what she meant.

-You who know this game well,

how can you do these blunders?

-The amulet, I didn't have it last night,

There. - Why did you say that?

-I said it because I was told cooked, here!

-I am on Laly full blast

and I'm even willing to bet you 500 euros from my kitty.

I am sure that she is a traitor.

At no point did she say: "I am loyal."

-She never said it. It's true that Laly, yesterday,

she had a quick wit, she handled the pressure,

but she never said:

"I am loyal." - We will have to

that I cling to the wagons continuing to talk about Laly,

it will lobotomize them,

they will forget all the weird little things

that there was with Fred, all that.

-I'm looking for leads

to try to press a tangible movement.

-You have the same perfume,

both, or not? - No.

-That kind of thing, It makes me paranoid.

You want to change the subject.

- Ah no, not at all. - Like what, we're going crazy.

As this is a serious thing and what's more...

- I'm like that. - You're supposed to be in the heart

of something, it begins to talk and you talk about perfume,

I don't know, you see? Do you understand my feelings?

-I am scattered from the beginning.

Well, that's my nature. - I know that people,

they talk about you and we say to ourselves that...

- But who is talking about me? - Oh well! You know it!

Yesterday, with the round table that there was!

-I am flattered, especially from you.

-I put myself in your place,

I would like to defend myself,

to say to myself: "Why? I am... I am here, I am..."

If you're loyal, you say so. Say you're... You see?

-I am loyal.

-It's the first time that you say so.

-No, I said it 50 times.

-No, you never said that.

-I know very well that, even if Frederique is a traitor,

people keep in mind that I am potentially

traitor too. How am I going succeed in making people understand

things to people who are involved in something?

-Why this cabal?

Against you yesterday from nowhere?

-But I don't know!

-Who started it? You remember who,

around the table, started saying:

"Why not Laly?"

Do you remember that?

-Can I bounce back, Laly?

Yesterday you left me alone at the front.

I was there and you didn't refuted my words.

Sorry, but tonight, my suspicions fall on you.

You were a coward.

If you are loyal, you're supposed to support me.

- You didn't defend Carla, you know. - Oh yes,

that's it, I didn't defend Carla.

-That's it, the launch of the thing.

-And there, I am criticized

not to help people. When you're loyal...

-Nobody blames me not to fly to the rescue

from Carla, or Gwendal.

-You're lucky not to be in someone's sights!

- That's very weird. - What?

-That it was not in no one's sight.

-Any theories then?

-Oh that scares me!

-That's interesting!

-There is no reason.

-I love you, Frederique!

-You love them but you told me that you thought she was a traitor.

-Yes, I'm sure. That you are a traitor.

-There, I don't want to defend myself.

I want to attack.

This glass story, I find this extremely unfair.

I really felt betrayed

by Hugo, but me, I can't let this happen to me.

Maybe I'll stay.

-And our Sylvie, left today, throwing

the shame on many people. - I'm disgusted.

- Are you disgusted? - She was my friend.

-It's funny:

you don't talk to anyone,

but do you have friends? - Well yeah!

- I didn't see you with her. - She's been my friend for 25 years.

You haven't seen us before.

And you have to stop to attack me.

- Well no, but you're in the clouds. - Stop, stop.

- Hey, are we back in the game? - He is hyper aggressive.

He humiliates me in front of people. - No, stop playing the victim.

I'm not humiliating you for anything at all.

-Vote against him, look at his face afterwards.

-She's completely crazy.

-I don't know what's going on,

but then it's cat and dog!

Psst psst...

It's tense, huh! It's very tense between the two.

What happened? I don't know.

-Fred...

- But stay in the game! - I remain dignified above all.

-Make room for him

on the couch. - No, me,

I'm going to leave. - Let's change the subject.

But no, Hugo! - Fred attacks me.

I take it with a pinch of salt.

She is in actress mode. I left at the quarter turn.

We do the thing thoroughly, I'm going off in drama queen mode.

I tell myself that the others see this

and that it will be a cover for her and me:

how two traitors could

to have such a spat as credible?

Outstanding actors.

-It's true that they are good actors,

those two, right? I believed it.

100%. Not you?

-I'll tell you what i think.

-Yes, tell me.

-I think your idea

of a duo...

- Yeah? - Is a very good idea.

I always think that Danielle is loyal,

so i think that it is not

the good duo.

-OK.

-But what is Frederique doing?

She would guide Romain's suspicions

on the couple Hugo and Laurent, there?

Oh my, but that changes everything!

In fact, my traitor was not playing not comedy at all.

She really has a tooth against Hugo!

And he doesn't suspect anything.

-I think it's going to be Laly in the vast majority.

For me, we have a chance to unmask a traitor.

In my opinion!

When I continue to observe... Just now, the thing, the perfume.

-Frederique made you angry but you stay on Laly?

-I try not to base myself

on affect. Even though I still vote against her

Tonight I love Laly.

-Is it Laly or Fred, I don't know, damn!

- I'm completely lost. - I am

on another planet, I don't know anymore.

-What planet, Danielle? Anyway, it looks like

that Hugo has succeeded again to confuse these poor loyal people,

but my traitor savior does not suspect

that the threat could come from the inside

and cost him dearly at the round table. Oh,

the evening is coming evilly terrible!

-At this round table, I am tense.

It's hot for me,

but Frederique is really in the hot seat.

Do I still have a chance to stay?

I don't really know.

-When I arrive at the round table, I know

that my name will circulate. All day,

my ears were ringing.

I won't let myself be pushed around and play with your certainties

until the last moment.

-It will be between Laly and Fred. Obviously, we protect ourselves.

Laly, Laly, Laly.

-For me, tonight,

the strategy is to vote against Laly

to save Fred and not lose a traitor.

-This round table can

to be decisive, perhaps that we are witnessing a turning point

of adventure.

-Good evening everyone.

- Good evening. - Welcome

around the round table.

You will have noticed

the absence of Laurent Ruquier This evening,

who is absent for reasons

outside the game.

You can still vote against him,

if that is your choice.

Dear friends,

you have not yet eliminated no traitor.

-Well yes...

-If you don't do it tonight, the game will become

very...

difficult.

Is there anyone

wishes to speak first?

-So, for the moment,

I would like to ask questions

to the two main interested parties who are

distinguished from the latest surveys and discussions

that I had with everyone, who are

Laly, so... and Frederique.

What is the evidence? That you would not be traitors?

Laly, we never

heard say: "I am loyal."

I decide to start the match

Frederique-Laly, and above all to guide

doubts towards Laly.

Traitors, we are supposed to be a team

and help each other, otherwise it will get very hot.

-What are the elements

what do you have against me?

-The first theory,

it was that you have the face of an angel, that you are so cute,

and the second theory... - Angel face...

-I leave those who spoke

lots of Laly... - I'd like to, I'm curious.

-During the last votes,

you voted against the eliminated person,

so always against loyal ones.

It may be stupid reasoning.

-Normally, I didn't want to vote Azzeddine.

What did he say? At the time of voting?

"I will vote against Laly."

-If I vote against you, Laly,

It's to protect me. She laughs yellowly.

-It's wonderful.

It's someone whom I trusted.

He says: "I'm going to vote against you."

-You wanted to save your skin.

-Of course, I'm saving my skin. You too,

if you're loyal, right? You are? - Yes,

Of course. - Every time you defended yourself,

I noticed,

whether it is Jean-Christophe, Emy,

or Azzeddine, their first defense,

it is: "I am loyal."

It's a sentence that you had not said.

-For you, saying that, is this proof?

-Our scenario is unfolding wonderfully, because Laly is

in the viewfinder many loyal ones.

I tell myself that finally, Frederique still has a chance.

-There is no right method to be a good traitor or loyal.

From there, do as you please.

I am loyal.

If I go out tonight

here, at this meeting,

I could tell you: "Attention,

"point such and such person."

And I'm leaving in style.

-Laly, tonight, I find it quite good.

She says and assumes: "I am loyal."

The round table is supposed to guide me.

Suddenly, once that Laly speaks,

I'm lost.

-I have doubts.

Since yesterday evening

about Frederique.

It is not necessary

that I let myself fall asleep

by your charm, your eloquence,

your acting talent, your little voice.

You're in white, well made up. - Like purity.

-What alerted me, it is the fact

for not putting the rose

in Sylvie's coffin

and play the fool.

-I think it's Gwendal,

because I would never have wanted that my friend

Sylvie dies.

Sorry.

-It could be too a little technique.

It would have been a stroke of genius. To poison your friend.

Yesterday, it's true that...

"Do you want a drink?"

You were very...

You turned into a hostess.

-It's my deformation, I was a waitress for a long time.

Whether I am a traitor or not,

I can tell you that I didn't kill Sylvie

for the simple and good reason

that she was my friend

and that even if I were a traitor, I wanted to keep her with me.

- Oh, it's the traitor! - I wouldn't have done that.

-You say that potentially, another traitor than you would have...

-No, I'm saying that in this game, people make alliances.

I would never have liquidated my partner.

-Wow... Frederique in trouble.

The galley. I don't know how we're going to do it.

To save her.

-My real question:

as a loyal, why reveal

that you didn't have the amulet? - Ah.

-You who know this game so well,

why you do such blunders?

-I didn't get the amulet. Last night.

-But why did you say it?

-Well I said it, I don't know. I was grilled.

-So really, if the loyal ones have done well

an opportunity to be on a plane on an equal footing with traitors,

It is thanks to the amulets,

so if we reveal who has it or not,

we no longer protect the team.

-It is indeed a mistake yes.

But who doesn't make mistakes here?

Many people are looking at me, I focus some attention.

Going it alone with people

who want to kill you on the right and on the left, it's hard.

So I will try to save

my buttocks, since I have no choice.

I must attack.

Hm, Romain,

he elaborated a strategy of...

find a couple.

I am about

sure that Danielle

is honest,

so you have to be loyal too. I would like us to watch

the other couple

Hugo and unfortunately Laurent,

that I would have liked to have here.

-But what is she doing?

She accuses me directly and frontally.

But why do it? Something like that?

It's stratospheric, anything.

Traitors are supposed to support each other, not blame each other.

I don't understand.

Protect yourself and protect us!

-The alliance of traitors starts to go to shit.

This is really the limit who was affected, it scares me.

How are we going to get through this?

For me, it's dead.

-A traitor who betrays

his own? Never seen before. Such a level

of treachery, I am both excited by it

and very worried. My traitors are in danger

like never before.

How far will the mischievous go? Frederique to save her skin?

Hold your breath,

we will know right away.