05x08 - Un.mariage.et.quatre.enterrements

[bunniefuu]

-What kind of questions are these?

Don't you trust me?
- Should I?

- Stop it!
- Nico, I know

You're such a f*cking cop!

-Stop everything,

we can avoid
so many deaths...

I'll cover for you, I promise.

Don't disconnect,

my love.

-Don't call me that!
Detonation.

Nico!

Nico ?

Nico! Nico!!!

She's crying.

-Cut!

Indistinct mixed messages.

- Thanks!
- How are things?

-You were great.

-Now you've got me!
Bravo, that was great!

-Shouldn't we double it?

-No, perfect.
Back after the break!

[Good appetite!
- Let go of me!

- Are you coming?
- Yes, coming.

- Paul! Come and have a look.
- What now?

-Don't contradict me in front of the team.

-Mathieu,
no need for an extra plug.

You weren't good, you were excellent.

-You think you're clever? This film
has been made in my name, I can

get you fired whenever I want.
- OK... We'll do it after the break,

How's that?

Closing the padlock.

- Do you want your infusion?
- I'd love one.

-The scene was great.

"Don't call me that!",
you were intense!

-What are we sh**ting this afternoon?

-After that, it's reunion time.
Check it out.

-Yeah, that's it.

-Yes, it's going to be great.

- I love it.
- Here you go!

Madame is served.

- Thanks for your time.
- Here you go.

Whew! Oh là là! Busted!

- I'm going to take my little nap.
- I'll walk with you,

this time.
- Wake me up

if I can't hear it.

-Of course. Hop!

[Melody?]

He sighs.

...

Opening.

He sighs.

...

[Alarm clock.
- Mm...

She sighs.

Oh...

-Hou...

I'm having less and less success.
These naps. Did you sleep?

-Slightly drowsy, yes.
But it felt good.

-Thank you.

-Weapon loaded, ready to fire!

-Come on, silence! Engine requested!

-It's turning to sound.

-131 out of 4. Premiere... 2 cameras.
Clap.

-And action!

What's with the questions?
You don't make me

Confidence?
- Should I?

-What are you talking about?

Stop!

-Nico, I know

you're such a f*cking cop!

-Let's stop everything, we can avoid

[So many dead.
[I'll cover for you, I promise.

Don't disconnect,

MY LOVE!

-Don't call me that!
Detonation.

-Mathieu!

Mathieu!

Mathieu! Call for help,

dammit!

- What the hell is going on?
- Mathieu!

-He's dead.

...

-You've added an element
to your table.

Did you remember anything?
- Yes.

This riding school instructor
seems to be related

to all my memory gaps.

-Denis Chartreux.

-A procedure concerning him
for worrying disappearance

Was initiated on July 23, 2004.
It has not been found.

May this man be linked to the moments

That I forgot
looks like a coincidence.

According to Raphaëlle,
coincidences don't exist.

It's Raphaëlle...

Vibrator.

Yes ? Hello?
♪-Astrid?

-Raphaëlle.
♪-Mathieu Marnier,

♪is this speaking to you?
- I didn't read that name

In a folder.
♪-No, at the movies.

-I never go there.

♪-M. Marnier, the actor.

[He's dead.
[It looks like an accident.

♪But given the magnitude of the media coverage,

♪we are asked
to untangle the false from the true.

-The false of the true. All right, then.

-Astrid, did you see

Costumes?

Incredible!

Good morning, gentlemen.
Commander Coste.

Is Captain Perran
on site,

Please?

-I'm sorry,
but we're extras,

Actually.
- Ah, aren't you from the police?

Oh! It's really

well done! Where is

The film set?

Hello.

Hello. Could we see
Paul Gérard?

-Paul!

-Hello.

-I'm the director,
Paul Gérard.

-You have two first names.

-No, it's not.
Gérard is my surname.

-I don't like this,
it's not practical.

Hello, Mr. Gérard.

- Pleased to meet you.
- Commandant Coste.

Lieutenant Nielsen.
- You'll want to see this,

Can you imagine?
- Oh yes!

He sighs.
- It's really

A tragic accident.
- Ah!

-For me, Mathieu was
more than just an actor:

[My best friend.
- What happened

past, precisely?
- In the scene, Mélodie Duplessy

Had to sh**t down
Mathieu's character.

She was there...

And when she fired, well...
It wasn't a movie anymore.

Mathieu collapsed... Dead.

-Do you work
with real weapons?

-Yes, but fake ammunition.
All in order.

Our accessory maker is renowned

and experienced. We shot

A pack of blanks
no problem.

-Hello, Dr. Fournier.

-Good morning, Lt Nielsen.

- I don't get it...
- There must be

An explanation.

A real b*llet
among your blank cartridges?

-With precautions

that we take, impossible.

- Were there two shots?
- No, only one.

- A bag of fake blood.
- My bad.

It's going to be hard
to sort out what's real and what's not.

-Let me get this straight,
the crime was filmed?

-More like an accident.

- Yes... If you like.
- Would you like to see the images?

-With pleasure!

-On this screen,
I put this morning's images.

Here we go.

♪-Mon amour...

♪ -Don't call me that!

♪Nico !

♪Nico!!!
- And here,

Images of the incident.

♪-Don't give up, my love.

♪ -Don't call me that!

♪Nico! Nico!!!

♪ -Mathieu!
Call for help, damn it!

♪-But what's going on?

- It's hard...
- I couldn't tell the difference

between the catch
where he dies for fake

And the second.

How you did it

To understand so quickly
that he wasn't acting?

-Mm... Experience, Commander.

Working
with actors,

Distinguishing the true from the false
has become my job.

-That's mine too.

-Mr. Gérard...

-Yes?

-Would it be possible
to view simultaneously

Both takes?
- Great idea!

- Please.
- Yes, please.

♪Detonations.

♪ -Nico!!!
♪Nico !!!

♪ -Mathieu!

-Ca ne va pas.
M. Marnier's shirt

is unbuttoned

one button to the right,
two to the left.

Zips are reversed: open,

Closed. Closed, open.

The lamp on the desk is
oriented differently, there and there.

-Well,
if you ever change jobs,

I'm hiring you as my script girl!

-No thanks, I... I haven't finished yet.

The weapon is not the same here as there.

- What's that?
- The weapon is not the same there and there.

-Excuse me. Can you pause
pause on this screen?

-Yes... This is it.

-Go back.

Stop !

-It's the same g*n!

-These are two Beretta 92,
but two different models.

At the crime scene,

on the right, the g*n

is a Beretta 92A1.

The weapon on the left screen,
a Beretta 92FS.

-How do you see it?

-The groove on the barrel of the 92A1
is intended for installation

a laser sight. The Beretta 92FS

Don't have any.

-So, we have

Two different weapons
between morning and afternoon.

How do you explain that?
[Well, I... I don't know.

Let's go see the props man,
he'll explain.

[Photos.
- Voilà.

-What do you mean, two Beretta 92s?

-A Beretta 92FS
and a Beretta 92A1.

-Mr. Gérard says you have

of an entire armory.
- Yes,

But from a single Beretta 92.
- Have a look.

Lieutenant Nielsen

pointed out

that this weapon had a groove

Under the cannon.

You can see it as you get closer.

Mm?
- Yes, indeed.

-Did you load
who loaded the g*n?

-Yes,
it's part of my mission.

I loaded it before lunch
and checked

Loader contents.

But... The g*n that k*lled Mathieu
was not mine,

Someone must have made the
made the switch during the break.

-This weapon is not

in a safe place?
- Yes, it is,

in a padlocked box,

but I'm not so paranoid
to attach the key

Around the neck.

-Thank you, sir...

Accessories.
- You're welcome.

-What do you think? What do you think?

-Trust me, Mr. Gerard,
I've got a nose for these things.

Your actor's death
is not accidental: he was

m*rder*d.

See you soon, Mr. Gérard.

-See you soon.

- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

-This guy oozes

Guilt.
- Are you sure of yourself?

-There is a cluster
of concordant clues.

-Absolutely not, Major Coste.

At this stage of the investigation,

There is no concrete evidence
to conclude that he is guilty.

-No, I'm talking about
concordant clues.

It's coming from the belly!
- You're moving around a lot.

-We're going to need some elements

More tangible
than your own personal conviction.

-He got up too fast
after the shot:

He knew what was coming.

-Don't you understand
the meaning of "tangible"?

-When Astrid realized
that there were two weapons,

he braced himself:
he hadn't considered the difference

Patterns
and it could lose him.

-What do you think, Astrid?

-I don't always understand
the way Cdt Coste

reflects. But experience
has taught me not to denigrate

His fanciful reasoning.

-I'll take that
as a compliment.

- OK.
- OK. Find something solid and I'll call

The proc.
Notification.

-Dial the number, boss:
it's Fournier, we've got the goods.

Short laugh.

-These are metal fragments
found at

In the body
and supposed to come from the casing.

With the blank cartridge,
it accredits

Accident theory.

- Except that?
- Except that...

I found this

In the wound.

-A bone fragment.

Probably a loose shard

of the victim's skeleton
on impact,

Phenomenon commonly recorded
in forensic reports.

-Remember my words:
"the true, the false"...

-I have nothing

understood.
[This... This is a femur fragment.

-What was a piece of shinbone
doing in his chest?

-It's not a fragment
of the victim's skeleton,

This is the projectile

who k*lled her.

And it's ingenious.

We used a piece of bone
to make a ball.

A simple surface check
would have concluded that it was an ordinary piece of bone.

-So it wasn't an accident?

-It can't be. This is m*rder.

-Melody? Here you go.

Hm...

- Are you going to stop me?
- Why should I?

-I k*lled Mathieu Marnier.

-You pulled the trigger,

But it was the b*llet that k*lled him.

For now,
you are a witness.

For lunch, you weren't
in the canteen with the team,

But in your dressing room.

Is this usual or exceptional?

-It's always like that,
I don't eat much at lunchtime.

I'm taking a nap
during the break,

it makes me feel better.

Usually, it does me a world of good.
- Not this time?

-I felt

not good, waking up.

I was a bit groggy,

like I'm coming down with something.
- And your husband joins you

In your dressing room often?

-It happens sometimes,

But it's also important
that he eats with the team.

So, most of the time,

He eats at the canteen.

[font color="#ff00ff"]♪Classical music, piano.

-A fragment of femur
as a lethal projectile,

I'm sure I've
I've read this before

In a folder.

...

-Astrid !

Well,
what are you doing here?

[Everyone is looking for you.
[Whinnying.

Don't force me

give you one...

What are you going to do
with this?

Do you think this will protect you?

Come on, let's go!

Go ahead, stick me!

What do we do now?

Go ahead, don't be afraid. Stick me.

Come on!
Go on, do the show, there!

Come on! Go, there!

[Go for it!
[He frowns.

Come on!!! Come on!

He neighs.

Come on, now!

...

-Thank you, sir.

-For the 37 and 42,
we can do without the character.

I can try
rewrite the scenes.

For 78, impossible.

- And with a lining?
- We don't have

the choice.
- Sorry...

Am I interrupting?

-No, no, we're reviewing

worktop.

If it were up to me,
I'd stop filming,

but the investment is

too heavy...
- Ah yes, I can imagine...

Uh, I have a

Or two questions for you.
Do you have a minute?

-For you, Commander,

Of course! Would you like a coffee?
- Yes, please.

Machine running.

-And that's it!

Let's hear it.

-Uh... I heard your wife.

And what bothers me a little,
is that...

His statement
doesn't really validate your alibi,

since she was asleep.
- Ah, I see! Oh, I see!

In this case,
it works both ways.

I was also asleep
and therefore cannot confirm

his alibi.

And even M. Marnier :
he was alone

in his dressing room,
so no one can

Confirm his actions.
- Suicide.

You think he switched
the two pistols himself?

That's clever!
I hadn't thought of that.

You're right. Mm...

Ah!
- What are they doing here?

-A search
to find the other weapon,

The morning's catch.

The actors' dressing rooms, this way?
- Yes, this way.

- Go ahead, gentlemen.
- Do you mind

Should I attend?

Professional curiosity.
I shot so many...

It may be instructive to see

How it goes... in real life.

-Let's go.

What's up? You're not too disappointed?

It doesn't look as good as it does in the cinema.
- No, it doesn't.

That's... very instructive.

-When?

You're right...

Very instructive.

-People are using
secure messaging

thinking they're protected,
but it's hardly more difficult

To crack.
- Did you find it?

-Mobile.

-Oh!

Oh... Oh! Oh, Norah, thank you!

Call

Mr. Gérard,

Commandant Coste.

I had a thought...

Would you like to

A behind-the-scenes look
of a crime squad?

To satisfy
your professional curiosity...

I have succeeded
to solve the Hanoi towers.

Thanks for coming, Sami.
- You're very welcome.

-I have an important question.

Do you remember

if Denis Chartreux
had been guilty

of abuse

to certain students
of the equestrian center

-I don't... I don't know...

I don't know anything about it.

-Ah?

-I have to leave.

He's moving away.

-Your book... Sami,

you forgot your book.

-Mr. Gérard! Welcome to our booth!

I won't offer you coffee,
it's disgusting.

-Have you ever thought
being an actress?

Because you have potential,

Believe me, I have the eye.
- Oh, how flattering!

-So, this is it?

-Yes, here it is.

There, the commissioner's office.

This is the open space
where we work on files.

This is my office,
the messiest.

The meeting room.
And, icing on the cake...

The audition room.

With the famous one-way mirror!
Great!

Anybody home? Ha ha!
- This room makes people talk.

-I believe it!

- Have a seat.
- OK.

-All in all,

It's about asking
the right questions.

- Yes...
- For example,

if I were to interview you,

the first question
I would ask you is:

"How do you explain
that your partner Mélodie

"woke up
particularly exhausted

"after his nap
lunch break?"

- I don't get it.
- If I told you

that I asked
the brigade doctor

to make him

a blood test

and the analysis revealed

Traces of sedative?

-Well, I'd say
I'd say you did the right thing

and I'm not surprised:

She takes sleeping pills
to sleep.

-You seem to know
to know her so well

that you need to know,

For his connection.
- What connection?

-Her affair with Mathieu Marnier,
since

at least six months.

We've got miles
of torrid exchanges!

- Enough joking...
- Have your wife's lover k*lled

by his wife

and make him bear
the guilt of the m*rder,

Now that's
a director's m*rder.

-I would have risked screwing up
the biggest movie of my life

because some as*h*le was banging

my wife?
- He's not your best friend anymore?

-Well, I've got a movie to finish,

With a story
than yours.

You're going to put me

In custody? No ?

Have a good evening, Commander!

...

She cuts the contact.

Your m*rder scenario

Cost me a fortune!

It had to be the perfect crime!
- And whose fault was that?

This habit of changing the script,
rewriting everything,

You can't help it.

-How it works

of the m*rder*r,

the femur fragment
in a blank b*llet,

I had already read it somewhere.

-Did you find the file?

-I had read it in a book,

"Blank b*llet
for a man in black",

Mystery novel by Eric Ernest.

- Alias Alain Lamarck.
- Yes.

He escaped from prison
two years ago.

-Why

to throw yourself on the victim so quickly?
- It seemed to me

That's more like it.

He laughs.

-More accurate?

It's a good thing I'm here

To fix your nonsense.

-Thank you, sir.

-What a sense of observation,

in any case!
For a director,

it's a real plus.
- What do I do now?

mister criminal mastermind?
With the lunar blonde

and the stubborn brunette
who stalk me...

-A blonde...

A lunar blonde
and a stubborn brunette?

Now that's interesting!
- Yes, very!

Lt Nielsen and Cdt Coste...

-He entered a building
ten minutes ago.

♪-He must have sensed we were following him
and sowed you.

-I asked the guard.

There is no other way out,

Neither in the back nor in the cellars.

-So, what do I do?

-When the going gets tough,

We need to eliminate
as quickly as possible.

And it is clear that,

in our history,
the weakest link, I'm sorry

to be so tactless...

It's you.

-What's up?

-[Surprise!]

[Wait for it,
[He's not going to fly away.

Fracas.
- Oh !

♪-Norah ?

♪Hello?

♪Hello?

♪Hello, Norah?

-Damn...

♪-What's going on?

Train inverter.

-Wow, two days in a row
on the same case!

We're never apart...
- The law of series, Fournier.

-This time it's
a fall from a building

6 stories tall
- No trace up there

Another person on the roof.

-I guarantee

That no one else
in or out.

-Astrid, come and see...

Am I mistaken or is it a...

Beretta



-Mm.

Exactly.

Well done! The groove is missing.

-Looks like a proof

[Guilt, that.
- And even a confession,

Like you do before a suicide.

-Cdt Coste,

there, in the pocket...

-Yes...

Yes. A subway ticket.

Ticket cancelled at the exact time
of M. Marnier's death.

This is the station

answering to the code "2012".
I'm looking for...

Oh...

-What's up?

Astrid, what's wrong?

-The 2012 code...

This is the Lamarck station.

-Alain Lamarck is linked
to this story?

-This ticket isn't here by chance.
It's his kind of charade.

-Why draw
attention to him?

-For fun! We know
he's no ordinary criminal.

We've dealt with him before.
- The D.A. will still

close the file.

-What are you so upset about,
Astrid?

Wedding preparations?

It's okay to freak out.

But, in the end,
we always manage.

-About this
this pre-wedding tradition

that is so close to your heart...
- The funeral

De vie de jeune fille!
- There you go.

"Bachelorette
bachelorette party",

A singularly funereal name.

-Never mind, we'll change...

Let's say... "Protocol

"de clôture de vie de jeune fille",
Is that all right?

-I did some research
about this tradition.

Videos show

young women
drinking far too much alcohol

and adopting
inappropriate behavior

In s... Summaries.

If the exercise seems to suit
to your personality,

for me...
- Astrid,

tomorrow, this protocol
for the end of a bachelorette's life

Will be perfect.

Nobody will be naked, I promise.

-Actually, I'm not
that's not what's bothering me.

-Is this the Alain Lamarck case?

-This is the
the Paul Gérard case.

I can't figure out

how Alain Lamarck
was able to leave the building

when it was secured.
- Astrid...

The prosecutor may be right,
Lamarck may not have been there.

Paul Gérard m*rder*d Marnier

inspired by
Lamarck's book,

then committed suicide. Case

ranked.
- Nothing proves

That Lamarck is connected to the case.

-This is it.

-But there's also no evidence
that it isn't. There you have it.

She sighs.

Mm.

-Hello, Astrid.

Oh,

did I scare you?

- You don't scare me.
- I'm not afraid of you. I would never do anything

to the only adversary worthy of me,
my role model.

Without you, the...
Life has been a bore.

-What was

Your involvement
in the m*rder of M. Marnier?

-Just like you,
I became a consultant

criminal, but...

On the criminal side.

Do you understand?

-Absolutely.

-m*rder specialist,
expert in assassination...

It would be a shame

Not to pass on
this know-how.

Gérard wanted to k*ll his wife's
but he was a novice,

So I provided him
a valid scenario.

He ex*cuted it badly

But, thanks to him,
our paths cross again.

I found the experience
fascinating.

What's the point of writing fiction

if we can write

for life, Astrid?
- How did you do it

To escape the police
for two years?

-I have a lot of money,
it really helps.

-Criminal escaped from prison,

You're going back.

-Prison is not for me,
I've already given my all.

But I brought you
a little gift.

-I don't like presents.

-You'll love this one,

believe me.

You can't resist
a good riddle.

I heard it was
congratulations!

All the best.

What a piece of news!

-Ah!

Commandant Coste! Delighted

of this reunion,

really!

You never change. Lovely.

He's moving away.

-Raphaëlle...

♪-Astrid, I've sent a team!

[It's going to be okay, all right?
[They'll be too late.

-No.

No.

Astrid, opening this envelope
is to play his game.

If we do this,
he sets the rules.

-But opening it
might also allow

To avoid another crime.

-Not wrong.

But, for that, you have to try
to solve his riddle, right?

All right.

-Mm!

I have to get back
to crime documentation.

-All right. But don't forget:
tonight, 8pm, at the workshop

Social skills.
- In 10h.

-This little break
will do you good.

- I have to solve the riddle.
- But 8pm!

Everyone has come.
- Yes, everyone.

Except Sami.

An obstacle, perhaps.

-It doesn't matter now:
Astrid isn't coming.

I don't understand, William.
I did everything right.

-A few years ago,

Astrid was petrified
at the idea of offering you

A birthday present.
- I remember it.

We had just met

and she offered me a thimble.
- I told her

that, sometimes,
to please someone,

you have to choose the gift

Who looks most like him.

It may be the same with

A party.

Someone's coming in.

A person in heels
approaching.

-It is now 9:34 pm.

I was supposed to meet you at 8 p.m.
at the social skills workshop.

I'm 1 hour and 34 minutes
behind schedule.


You don't want to be late.

I forgot to set an alarm...

-Astrid, it's not you.

This is me. I beg your pardon.

This party was making me

More pleasure for me than for you,
in the end.

-That's exactly right.

-But I suggest

anything else.

And if we study

Lamarck's enigma
all together?

-Cuckoo!

-All right.

The first puzzle
is cryptographic,

incomprehensible text
of numbers

And letters.

We need to find
the encryption key.

Your scientific skills
will be an advantage.

The second enigma
is a pictorial one.

We need to find the link
between these images.

Cne Perran, Max, Angèle, Vincent,

Your broad general knowledge
will do you a lot of good.

The 3rd riddle is

An abstract image.

Once the pieces are cut out,
it's a puzzle.

My experience will help me
find the solution.

With Raphaëlle, we will
take charge of its resolution.

The solution to the riddle
must be

In the junction
of the three solutions.

Time is running out.
Let's get to work!

...

This protocol
protocol

Suits me perfectly.

Laughter, shouts of joy.
- That's it!

-That's it!

I'm so sorry.
- You screamed.

The solution: Johannes Vermeer.

The objects are

All represented
in his paintings.

The pearls
in "The Girl with the Pearl",

The view

Du port de Delft inspired
one of his most famous canvases.

The sheet has

The same motifs
as in "The Astronomer".

-A painter,
geographical coordinates...

-And my portrait.

-Lamarck is
a f*cking manipulator.

-If the coordinates were

m*rder?
- Here we go.

Call the brigade
and ask for a team on site.

Astrid, stay here.
[No.

I have to come with you.

I'm part of the puzzle.

-Stay behind us.

-Are you following me?

...

-I think I've been in this house
in this house before.

-Hey!

Come and see for yourself.

-The Girl with the Pearl.

Hollow sounds.

- Sounds like an invitation.
- Yes, it does.

-Astrid, stand back.

Put on your helmet.

-OK?

He strikes.

There's a trick behind it.

Shots.

...

- It's almost a mummy!
- The body

could have stayed there for decades:
we're halfway there

between an airport

and a church
a listed church,

so we can neither demolish

this house,

Neither sell it nor live in it.

- Well, Fournier?
- On the back of the shoulder,

An injury caused
fractured ribs.

But the cause of death
must be this, here...

These localized tears
correspond to

To lesions
on sternum and ribs.

Unless he received



equidistant,

we'll see at the autopsy,

but, for me,
this man was pierced

by a fork.

Inspiration.

[You've had a fainting spell.
[A man is missing.

A riding school instructor.

This man is linked to every
of my memory gaps.

- Is that him in the wall?
- The date of his disappearance

corresponds to the period

where my epileptic seizures
started,

Seizures that can be provoked
by shock.

Other memories
came back to me,

I've never told
to anyone.

This man has shown

Of mistreatment towards me.

Physical violence,

verbal abuse...

I saw myself
very clearly

With pitchfork in hand
facing him.

Fork that,

according to the initial findings
by Dr Fournier,

Is the potential m*rder weapon.

Raphaëlle... I think so

That I am guilty
of this m*rder.

- No...
- That's why I underwent

a shock that caused
my epilepsy and amnesia...

- But no.
- And that a

Pieces of A. Lamarck's enigma
is my face.

-Don't let Lamarck
by Lamarck!

No proof

that you are guilty!
- But there's no proof

That I'm not.

-It's not like you
to follow such a flimsy trail.

- I think I k*lled a man.
- Don't do that.

The first thing to do
is to go and see Sami.

He must have hidden
something.

Bell.

-Mr. Gourmet, good morning.

Here is Cdt Coste.

We want to talk to Sami.

-The police?
I'm worried sick!

Sami hasn't given us any news
for two days.

Door opening.

-Sends his report
to all teams,

And Lamarck's.

[Yes, I'm with her.
[I'll be in touch.

We're going to prove that you had
nothing to do with it.

-What will you do if I'm guilty

Of this m*rder?
- I don't know.

Vibrator.

Aren't you going to answer it?

-Ah...

This number is unknown to me,
I refuse to answer.

- Please answer.
- Uh-uh.

She picks up on speaker.

♪-Miss Nielsen...

-Hello?
♪Clicking continues.

♪-This story
is my masterpiece:

♪"Astrid Nielsen guilty

♪"of m*rder!"
- What evidence do you have

To affirm it?
♪-Sami entrusts everything to me.

♪He didn't dare reveal to you
[That you were a criminal.

♪He lied to you out of delicacy,
this charming

[Good boy!
- Do you know where Sami is?

♪-Ca, that's the next riddle.

♪Call this number
when you have the solution

♪of my charade. No use trying
to trace me. Good luck!

[He hangs up. Notification.

-No, no way!
We're not answering his question here!

It's out of the question
to play his game again.

I told you not to open

This envelope.
- You said yes to opening it.

She sighs.

-He's playing with us,

We are the characters
in his story.

We will

reverse things,

Taking back control.
- Whose hand?

-Only thing is,
we need to know where they are.

-I know where they are.

Raphaëlle,
I know where they are.

- Are you sure about this?
- I'm not sure.

But since the death
of Paul Gérard,

I'm trying to understand
how Alain Lamarck did

To leave the building.

-And what did you find?

-Nothing, precisely.

I have concluded
that if I can't find out

how A. Lamarck
left the building that day,

He hasn't left it.

The building has


He could have bought one
under a false name.

-Yes. We continue
the building,

But there are still apartments
whose owners aren't there.

But it's still very hypothetical.
- Uh-uh.

Absolutely not.

Cliquetis.
Raphaëlle, listen...

Here.

-It's the clatter

that could be heard during the call.

-So, it's not far.
Shall we have the building searched?

-No. I said:
we're back in business.

Astrid, I'll call Lamarck.

Your phone, please.
- Are you sure?

-Yes.

She presses the call button.

Lamarck!

No, it's not Astrid.

We don't feel like playing anymore,
Lamarck. Look at

through the window,

Lots of cop cars.

We're on the roof.
So, what do we do?

Are we picking you up
or are you joining us?

-I'm here, Major Coste!

-Sami...

-You've disappointed me, Astrid.
Instead of solving

My riddle, you cheated.

- I didn't cheat.
- Big mistake,

Miss Nielsen.

You're just like the rest of them,
without faith or law.

-It's over, Lamarck.
The building is sealed off, no way out.

-Yes, there is a way out.

A flamboyant finale.

The bouquet
of my last fireworks display.

Do you remember the
Reichenbach Falls?

sh**ting

You always spoil everything,
Cdt Coste.

What a finish

vulgar!

We'll meet again soon,
Miss Nielsen.

All the best...

Portal opening.

-Sami!

-It wasn't Astrid
who hurt D. Chartreux...

This is me.

-Sami, useless

For trying to protect me.

I saw myself very clearly again
with a pitchfork in my hand.

-He's telling the truth.
But it was an accident.

-What happened?

exactly?

-He was going to hurt Astrid.

So I took the fork
from Astrid's hands.

I wanted to scare him
so he'd stop.

I couldn't...

-Something incredible
something incredible happened:

The horse kicked as if it wanted to protect
to protect the two children.

-Le coup de sabots

threw him forward,

And he impaled himself on the fork.

His eyes were wide open,
as if remembering

From something.

And then...

He fell.

-He was dead.

Sami called me...

What could I do?

Sami had the profile
ideal culprit.

As for Astrid, I quickly realized
that she was in a state of shock,

unable to say anything.

- What next?
- I knew the house,

Having worked on the
airport project.

No one would go digging there.

I was right. I am

I've been in this house before.
- Yes.

We've been there before.

I was the one who took you
you there.

-Even if it's not

m*rder,
I can't close my eyes.

I will testify on your behalf.

-How far would you go
to protect those you love?

-I didn't k*ll Denis Chartreux.

A bell rings.

- You wore my socks.
- Yes. They're woven

in the same material
as my socks

Usual.
- Yes, I'm careful.

Le chouchou serre pas trop?

-I don't mind.

Raphaëlle...
- Yes?

-Before you die,
A. Lamarck said: "All the best,

"Miss Nielsen.
See you soon."

I don't get it...

-Lamarck, who cares?
We're done.

He's not going to ruin
your happiest day.

- He can't come, he's dead.
- It's your wedding,

I'm so moved.

Are you ready?

I'm in. We're off!

-I speak on behalf of your families
and all your loved ones

wishing you well

[A lot of happiness.
[She's crying.

But it's in the days of trial
that love, presence,

communication

and everyone's involvement will have

all their value
and their importance...

I am happy to unite you
and congratulate you.

I wish you a long life.
and much happiness.

In accordance with the law,
I will read you articles 212,

213, 214, 215 and 371-1
of the Civil Code...

- [Do you have the rings?]
- [Well, yes!]

She sniffs.

-"Article 371-1.
Parental authority

"is a set
of rights and duties

"having as its purpose
the interest of the child.

"It belongs
to father and mother

"until the child reaches the age of majority,
to protect the child's safety,

"his health and morals..."

- [Raph!]
- [Oh, shush!]

Ah! Ah...

-"The respect due..."

She breathes
weaker and weaker.

Lamarck... Oh, man...

-What's up?
Raph, what's wrong?

-Son of a b*tch.

Poison...

Tintements.

- Raph!
- Oh!

-Raph! Call for help!

Raph...

Stay with me! Answer me!

She was poisoned.

Raph ?