01x03 - Episode 3

[bunniefuu]

Yes?

Sorry, I didn't mean to
wake you up.

I don't believe it.
Do you have something to tell me?

You are very beautiful.

The kitten wants milk.

He scratches at the door.

None of that, right?


dare to touch you.

I am pathetic. Me and my ideas.

Forgive me for waking you up.

Now I won't sleep again.

Have you changed your perfume?

Adolph?

Marguerite?

What is going on here?

Mom?

Everything is fine, dear.
Father is a little anxious.

- Go back to bed.
- What's wrong with him?

Dad?

- What did you do to him?
- To bed!

Come on, sunshine.

Artists let their nerves go,
is sensitive.

Adolph!

Open!

- She always belittles him! She is cruel!
- What are you talking about?

Lie down, it's late!

I want to talk to him.
He's going to do something to himself!

Dad!

Enough of that! You are a child,
You keep quiet and listen!

I used to soothe my mother,
When she was your age.

Even more stubborn
than you.

It's okay.

Good night, love.

Let us talk!

Enjoy.

Adolphe!

Says the mother-in-law, do you hear?

I know you are tired.

You've been overworking lately,
you've been living under pressure, it's no wonder.

But I want to tell you,

That your latest paintings
are very successful.

Very!

I really think so!

I think that this time
you will be very successful!

He's done sulking, he'll leave.

What a night!

Since it is impossible to fall asleep here,
I'll have a cup of tea.

What ails the painter?
Did he break a finger?

I'm on my way.

Is she the one?

At this time?

- What does he want from you?
- I don't know. Her husband is out of his mind.

- I have to go there.
- Now?

It's trouble, there's an opening.

- I need to talk to Marthe.
- If I were you, I would wait.

He tends to consider him
as a victim and you as a scrambler.

Will you finally say,
What did you do to the poor guy?

He changed the perfume.

Mr. Fiersi.

Here comes the cattle.

- Where is it?
- At his place.

- And Marthe?
- Also at home.

Just no rabble!
I barely calmed her down!

And the old one can't be closed?

Will you open it?

Don't you regret the door?

Lives.

Call a doctor.

Opening canceled.

Have you seen Rosalie?
How is she doing?

Fullness of form. She is putting out baskets
With her girlfriends. Thriving.

What do you think?

Have you talked?

Yes, the law firm henceforth
represents.

What did she look like?

On resigned.

Buy one!

I prefer yours.

Do you know what's limping into the case?

Chronology.

First detention:
January 16, 1904.

Sylvain was born on June 13.

She was pregnant when they put
her card.

She knows who the father is. He infected her.
She didn't tell me.

I was accosted by a guy from customs.
Guichard.

He was a bit too nice.
Would you ask the female customers if they knew him?

They will guess that you are the one asking.

Meaningless. Let us know.

Mr. Judge is waiting for the closure of the
Lasek suicide case.

Commissioner Cochefert said,
that you are the one to edit the report.

Here are Dr. Socquet's conclusions

And my anthropometry report,

To participate in which you
you forced.

- What about the identity of the deceased?
- Anyone curious about this?

If you'll excuse me, I'm conducting an
investigation.

And there you go!

If someone is coming from the right,
it is impossible to see him.

- Have you seen me?
- No.

No. Here's the thing.

As for pedestrians,

Imagine: a machine
weighing 700 kilograms,

accelerated to 40 kilometers
per hour!

Forty! The force of inertia,
the collision of metal and flesh...

I identified the one from the Forest.

Paul Cétinet, 23, meter 78.

I compared the prints
from the weapons - that's him.

I remember it, I measured it myself.
He was...

challenging.
I didn't find it pleasant.

Thank you.

Automobile traffic, Messrs,
is a real threat.

If it fails to be regulated....

there will be slaughter.

I put stitches.
The wrist wound is shallow.

Change the dressing every day.

Of course.

As for the rest - the husband has problems
Health.

Those marks on his skin are nasty.
He should get himself examined.

Don't worry,
it has already been done.

Do you know Dr. Verlot?

Verlot?

An excellent doctor. Specialist.

Your husband is in good hands.

Dr. Verlot?
Marguerite Steinheil said.

You prescribed an ointment for my
husband.

Adolphe, yes.

An accident happened,
the jar broke.

Can it be purchased at a pharmacy?

No, the husband is not feeling well.

He is very... nailed down.
For two days now.

Shock...

Yes, I understand.

What to say to encourage him?

That I forgive him?

Sorry, I slept badly,
slow thinking today.

That I forgive what specifically?

Yes, we will send someone to get the ointment.

And we will make an appointment.

Thank you very much, doctor,
see you later.

Sweet these models.

Did you know he was a f*gg*t?

And you send him to paint in the Forest?

You have caries - don't work
in a candy store!

Adolphe has syphilis.

The doctor told him.

And he came into my bedroom!

He knew!

I felt sorry for him, I let myself
touched, kissed!

I am with you.

He entered me!

We will take care of it.

But first we isolate Marthe
and the old woman. Yes?

Yes.

Prefect's Office.

Louise Lépine here.

I am in the prefect's apartment.
His office door is closed.

Your father is at city hall.
At the budget committee.

I know!

City Council.

Will you open the door?

Since he closed them, he had a reason.

You're the one who shut them down!

- I assure you...
- You will not open?

I will use the stairs for the servants,
I'll go into the lobby and take a look at the master.

I will take the key out of your desk,
From the drawer on the right.

In a moment I am.

Today's post.

Thank you.

Hector...

My mother spoke about you
many good things.

Faithful Hector.

Efficient Hector. She valued you.

With reciprocity.

It is missing from all of us.

If you'll excuse me, I have work.

Surely you were cleaning up here
After the funeral?

Naturally.

I can't find my mom's stuff.

Among them was a portrait,
you know, of Steinheil's brush?

Something I recall.

Your father did not like it.

I don't think it was destroyed?

I don't think so.

It was hidden with the rest.

Do you know where?

I don't stop. I close behind me.

How are we doing, man?

I'm hungry.

Normal after blood loss.

The gentleman is hungry.
Please prepare something for him to eat.

A piece of glass?

You got down to it like a
a boarding school girl.

You need such a tool.
Sharpened.

You start from here, under the wrist.

You press

And you drive in the vein up to the elbow.

Then it will be for real.

Then you have to count half an hour.

And if you want it faster, you poke in
here, behind the jaw, under the clammy jaw.

A short cut from ear to ear.

And it's over. In two minutes.

See? If you want to, you can.

Now. We're ready.

Marthe chose a gray dress,
agreed.

Father asks you.

He can't talk for a long time,
needs to rest.

I hate you.

Dad...

I don't want to leave.

I prefer to stay with you.

Be good, will you?

Listen to your grandmother.

Dad did something stupid,
But it's okay now.

We will see you soon.

I love you!

I know, and so do you.

Input.

Report to Suicide in the Forest.

We know the identity, I took the liberty
to notify the family.

This is Paul Cétinet, who has been detained
in two cases.

November 1903: sowing scandal,
dismissed.

April 1904: questioned
for m*rder.

The name of the victim?

Cronier, Ernest.
Case unresolved.

Quemener! Cronier, April 1904!
File with me later today!

That's right.

What do you know about the environment
of these perverts?

It's bigger than one thinks.
An embarrassing affliction.

Not everywhere.

I could show you some places
on the boulevards with the gentlemen themselves.

They do not hurt anyone
And they don't hide.

Without shame, there is no blackmail.

A declared pederast
is left alone.

But the latent should beware.

It is known.

The customs brigade
keeps a record.

Yes...

This is a very effective police
tool.

I would love to read
Cétinet's chart.

But none of us will ask for it.
Cétinet's case is closed,

So I am assigning you
Cronier's case.

Unsolved.

As ordered.

How is your little Angéle doing?

Okay, please.

I am very happy about it.

Thank you.

Food for you.

I think Mrs. Steinheil
would like to take a bath.

It feels stale.

Let us know when he finishes.

What do you do?

Shhh... Not while eating.

Do you grease the tartine on both sides?

What's in it for everyone.

But what measures me
And it's profound,

is the gift you tried to
to give to your wife.

Tell the lady that we are waiting
In the studio.

No, stop, I am sick.
Injured.

Whose fault is this?

There!

- Mr. Fiersi said...
- Heard.

Adolph?

We'll talk about painting.

Fear not...

mommy is on her way.

Cronier's case.

Quemener!

Inspector Jouin is not well-liked,
But he is a good police officer.

Picking up colleagues is in my
a poor way to have a career.

Yes? Jouin?

Inspector Jouin, Investigation Brigade.

- Félicien says.
- Who.

A walker from the Forest, remember?

I remember.

This corpse from under the tree....
I know something about him.

I asked people. They know where they were from.

Today after work at the
same place.

His name is Paul.

I don't know the name.

You didn't draw it in the bushes.

The gentleman maintains a love nest.
The address?

Bagatelle.

Pardon?

This palace.

The owner is an Englishman,
does not frequent the place.

The property is probably for sale.

And your Paul has the keys.

He offered to show me the park.

The only part of the Forest that no one
hasn't been painted in thirty years.

It was wonderful.

And then.

He said he could
let me into the palace.

It has been fifteen years since I was
with a man. He gave himself to me.

And I succumbed.

Bagatelle.

In customs they call
such places as couches.

They are such hotels for hours,
only that for f*gs.

Quite an expensive tabernacle.
How did you pay?

After the openings, I bring the money
To the bank. I nibbled along the way.

How much?

I don't know, I didn't count.

A total of some 30,000.

Expensive for catching the franc.

This dumpster is sleeping with all of Paris,
and just now I got sick!

Is that fair?

Let him do it, it will be simpler
for everyone.

He is Marthe's father.

It's useful while it paints.
It won't touch you again.

For me it's not enough!

You can't get enough of everything!

He has suicidal thoughts.

The first time it didn't work out for him,
the second time it will succeed.

Joseph...

I also have a family.

- You, where to?
- Home.

Even this gorilla has a conscience.
Beautiful!

Agree with this, my dear.

You have to do everything yourself.

- Did it go well?
- Wonderful.

City council committee
is always a delight.

I took out the kulak and got
a handout - they will vote on the budget.

You can go now.

Good morning.

Why?

I liked it.

You look nice, dignified.

I found in the basement,
in my mother's things.

Doesn't it bother you?

I think my time is coming
to resign.

- When?
- I don't know. Soon.

Why?

Rosalie Dantremont.

See? You also forgot.
Like the others.

A young woman was detained.
Her child dies.

They put her in jail.

- To protect what?
- The police?

Yes, the institution.

No, it's time.

Is that the only reason?

Do you need something more?

Giving up is easy.
Mom would say...

Don't speak for her!

Right.

We are leaving the prefecture,
so there is an opportunity,

To think about your future.

- Are you fed up with me?
- I didn't say that.

Since you lack courage,
I'll make it up to you: you have...

Not true!

I am very happy that you live
with me. This is your home.

I tried to help,
But you can see I'm getting in your way.

Good night.

How are you doing?

She fell asleep. Finally.

Did you ask the commissioner
For a godfather?

Not yet.

I have to go out, I'm meeting
with someone on business.

You had a phone call today.

From the woman, Miss Chauvin.

He says he is a lawyer.

It's true. I know it.

Do you have time to eat or do you immediately
leave?

Welcome, Mr. Inspector!

Mr. Dubreuil.

You in that case?

No, the investigation is closed,
suicide.

You have put on quite a show for us
spectacle.

These automobiles are terrible,
City Hall should ban them.

A horse this time, and what's next?
A baby?

- The price of progress.
- Yes, progress...

Do you come here often?

No. I'm looking around.

There is a different mood in the evening.
The Lord will take a look!

They don't even cover themselves.

Fajranto at the factory, a worker
ticks off the exit and begins.

All this debauchery. Pathetic, huh?

- Any trouble with the bike?
- An oversized wheel.

- I'll take a peek, I like the mechanics.
- Thanks, it's still spinning.

The Lord will show.

You have rounds.
I am not stopping you.

Of course, sure.

For a walk it is better to go north.

Thanks, I will remember.

Inspector.

Félicien!

Félicien!