04x04 - Cheval de Troie

[bunniefuu]

BEEP
- Yo, Commissioner, it's Morgane.

Uh, right— it seems Gilles slipped up
about my pregnancy, heh heh,

okay then. Uh... I wanted to know

uh, whether I can get maternity leave?
BEEP

- Commissioner, it's Angélique from HR.

I remind you that Jérôme is
on part-time for therapeutic reasons,

and you've kindly agreed to respect
those scheduled times. Thanks.

BEEP
- Hello, Commissioner,

this is Dr Valent, at Lille CHU.*
* UNIVERSITY HOSPITAL CENTER

I'm calling regarding Cmdr Fred Prigent.
* UNIVERSITY HOSPITAL CENTER

He was the victim of
an accident yesterday-

CAMERA FIRING
TV: Watch. We're going to cut

the carrots into slices.

We mix well...

GILLES:
There was no cry, or banging noises?

NICOLAS: Uh, no, just the
TV blaring. It was 5 am, you know?

I rang the bell but no one answered.

MORGANE: It's weird that
Fred's missing this, where is he?

- From- No, wait,
you're interrupting, Morgane.

- Dad?

- Ulysse? Please wait in
your room, I'll be five minutes.

FOOTSTEPS
- Ulysse? Wait in your room,
I'll be five minutes.

- Commissioner? Are you okay?

CELINE: I'm not all right, not at all.

Fred was hit crossing
the street, he's dead.

GILLES & MORGANE: He's dead?
CELINE: Yes- No!

Actually, he'll be OK,

but he has 6 months on ITT,*
* DISABILITY

it's like death to me-
* DISABILITY

RELIEVED CROSSTALK

- That's not the same!

- Well don't panic, I- I'll replace him
until we find a new group leader.

That's it, it's going- going to be fine.

- Mmm! Mmm...
- I'll manage. Good morning.

Who're you? What'd you see?
- Well, I'm the neighbor.

- Yeah, we questioned him.
- The neighbor?

- You couldn't say so sooner?
- No, because, uh-

- And the body, where's the body?
- It's over there.

- Yeah, this'll be tough!
- I dreamt that he died,

is it my fault?
- Stop it, it's fine! Hey,

no one is always responsible!

- HEY! You coming?
BOTH: YES! Yes.

- It's repairable, it's nothing!
- We'll be back,

please, remain available?

The victim's name is Tristan Delvalee, 43.

He was a provisioner for a maintenance
company, meaning he went around

to companies, refilling
their vending machines.

- Very well. Bonnemain, what do we have?
KARIM: Not here.

- Finally. It's not Bonnemain.
- You are?

Dr Benzaoui, Karim Benzaoui,
pathologist. I won't shake hands, gloves.

- Where's Bonnemain?

- He's on an anthropology
internship for six months.

SHE SIGHS, WEARILY
- Don't worry, I have a degree

in forensic medicine too.

- Oh, phew!

- Very well. What do we have?

- A dead body.

Which, according to my initial
findings, was stabbed last night

between 8 and 10 pm.
Star-shaped perforation of the liver

and lesions around the spleen.

Do you follow me?
- And this, what's this?

- Facial trauma with
a contusion to the arch,

what we call a good punch in the face.

GILLES CHUCKLES
KARIM: The injury was before death,

but given the level
of healing it dates

from yesterday, but I
can't say when exactly.

MORGANE: Hold on,
can I borrow this from you?

There!
- Is that normal?

- You'll get used to it.

If I can summarize: he would have been
attacked a few hours before his m*rder.

By whom, it remains to be seen,
and when and where.

- Well wait, I can already tell you
that it took place at 3:10 pm. Look—

—he took photos of all these

vending machines when
he visited customers.

His tablet is broken and the
last photo was taken at 3:10 pm.

I imagine the tablet broke
when he got punched in the nose.

We can expect the geoloc can
tell us which company it took place at.

It was... at the Bonéné* Company?
* GOOD BOOBS

- Poor Fred. I hope it wasn't my dream.

- No, but seriously, what's the
name of the company? 'Bonéné'?

Why not 'Grololo'*? Or 'Bigtétés'*?
* BIG BOOBS

No, wait! 'Jolinichons'!* Huh?
* PRETTY t*ts

BOTH SIGH

- Anyway— 17 fractures!

- Gilles, stop with that! You
said it: he's an as*h*le!

- I never said that! You don't understand,
we no longer have a boss!

It's too much for the Commissioner,
she can't do it on her own.

- Gilles, you don't understand, all right?

For once we'll be able to carry out
investigations the way we want!

The last thing we need is a new
commander to piss us off on cases!

- Commander?

ADAM: Well... hi.

- It's great to see you!

-Well, the same, it's nice.

- Really nice!
LAUGHS

- Hello Morgane.

This is William, my new partner.

Gilles, Morgane, my ex-colleagues.
- Good morning.

- 'morning.
- Yeah.

- I told you about them.
- Right, let's go!

- You don't remember?

- What floor are you going to?
- Fifth.

- Excuse me.
- Yeah, no...

- Oh, like... us too.
- Why're you here?

- Fraud.
- Oh! Ha.

- And you?
- A m*rder.

- Oh. Well good for you.

HIGH INTELLECTUAL POTENTIAL

PROTESTERS

TROJAN HORSE

CHANTING

ANGRY CHANTING

GILLES: Whoa!
- THIEVES!

CHANTING

- What the hell is this?

- ...because waiting causes...

CROSSTALK

NOEMIE: Please, calm down!
Oh! You're here!

They've gone totally crazy since they
saw the video, I can't calm them down!

- OK, OK, what video?
Sorry, what video?

- This video.

- Where are your directors?
- Uh, yes, well, they're there,

but good luck, they're in there, they've
been blocking the office for 45 minutes.

- They're f*cking with us.
- They can't do that!

MATTHIEU: It's all under control. I rigged the
accounts so they don't have bonuses.

WOMAN: You see, right?

We're going to have a b*stard of a year!

- (Yes.) Here, pass me your megaphone.
FEEDBACK

WORKERS OF ALL COUNTRIES, UNITE!

ALL: YEAH!

- Wh- what is she doing?
-There? Oh, well...

- b*stards, b*stards,
WE'LL TAKE YOUR HIDES!

- HEY! YOU DON'T WORK HERE!

- YEAH, BUT I AGREE WITH YOU!

I'M IN SOLIDARITY!
- Right on!

CHEERING

- At the same time I'm annoyed,
your video is so completely bogus.

- What do you mean 'bogus'?

- Look, I'll explain. Look at your boss' shirt.

The buttons are on the left. Heh!

- So what?
- 'So what'-? Ha! Well, so, so?

Since the 13th century, the
buttons on men's clothes have been

on the right!

Like this guy, you see? Why?

To make buttoning easier!

It's like that since 3/4 of people are
right-handed, so they can dress themselves!

Hey motormouth, give us a demo.

Look at that! He can dress like a grown-up!
LAUGHS

But for women, the
buttons are on the left!

And why? I'll give it to you:

Because it was the
servants who dressed them!

Think about how our clothes
today still meet those old standards.

Crazy, huh?

Anyway, all that to say that the
guy on the video was reversed.

The rest is unchanged since the
PowerPoint is facing the right direction.

- It's a "deepfake"!
We call it a "deepfake."

This video is actually a montage.
This stuff, it's fake.

ALL: Nooo!

- So please, everyone disperse.
All right? Thank you.

- Seriously?

Why are you f*cking up my demo?
I wasn't finished!

I didn't even have time to
talk about the unblinking eyes!

- Morgane, it's not a "masterclass," OK?
It's an investigation.

- Dibs on questioning witnesses!

EVA: Breathe, they're
gone. (Everything's fine.)

DOOR OPENS

- All right then: Who k*lled Tristan?

ADAM: Good morning.

Excuse me. Cmdr Karadec
of the Finance Brigade.

Will you excuse us a moment?

(Morgane, there are procedures.
We were here first.)

- Yeah... so, sorry.
CHUCKLES

If I'm not mistaken, it seems to me that

m*rder is way above
a little accounting scam!

No? Am I wrong? CHUCKLES
- (There is no debate.)

- Sorry, but— who's dead?

- Just a second, sorry. Uh-
- Pardon us.

- Uh, technically, the Commander
opened the investigation, so...

- Thank you, Gilles.

(Here's what I propose:
we share our information.)

(And I'll lead the questioning.)
SHE LAUGHS

- I don't think so!
- Please-

- The guy who takes care
of the vending machines here

was k*lled in his home this morning.
- (Gilles!)

- Uh, actually there was
a violent altercation with

someone from this company.

- Well go ahead, give everything away.

ADAM: Thank you Gilles.
Well there's definitely

a lot of trouble in your
company at the moment.

Yesterday a maintenance
person was attacked,

today your employees trap
you in here. Care to explain?

- Listen to your colleague, she
just showed that everything was false.

- She is not my colleague.
- 'Me na ni mu ne leeg.'

- Even if the video is "fake,"
perhaps whoever made it

wanted to denounce-
SHE YAWNS

-a real situation.

- Oh my, that's an exciting lead!

- Wait, you don't understand,
Eva and I created the Bonéné Co.

with the values ​​of
inclusion and respect, OK?

This video is bogus from A to Z, it's crap.
- That we know of.

- Can we talk about
the vending machine guy?

- Stay focused, please.

- It was me.

- How was it you?

- I jostled him slightly, that's all.

Listen, I have 150 employees to manage, OK?

the vending machines are always broken,

I got fed up, I'm not proud of it.

I let myself get a little
carried away. That's it.

- 'Carried away,' you astonish me!

Hey, a banged-up
eyebrow, a knife in the gut!

- What?

- I wouldn't want to be there
the next time you have a paper jam!

SHE & GILLES LAUGH
- No no, wait, "stop."

Uh, Matthieu didn't k*ll that man, OK?

And Matthieu hasn't
said how this "deepfake"

isn't the first attack on the company.

Well, hold on...

There.

Our company's been
hacked for over a year.

- Can we get back to my stiff?

Because I still think that- What?

- Stop. Please stop, OK?

- Who's speaking to me here? Ha! You?

You, with your "deepfake," a fraud,
completely "deep," completely "fake"!

Like, 'I saw light
when you came along.'

Ask yourself!
- Lower your voice.

- You're no longer my boss!

- It's funny— it's funny—

the hacking dates are always
the day our victim Tristan Delvalee

was doing maintenance.
It's strange.

- Are your vending machines
connected to the network?

- Yes, why?

- All right. A moment.

(Well, there's your link.)

(Maybe your victim is the hacker.)

DAPHNE: Great, thanks for the update.

Right away.

- So, where are we on analysis
of the victim's hard drive?

- That was IT on the phone, they told me
the victim was ransoming a computer.

There's probably malware on the hard drive.

- Mal-what?
- Mal-, uh, malware.

- No, Daphne, please.
TENSE LAUGH

I'm only missing a group leader, they
changed Bonnemain on me, Jerome—

—well, he doesn't want to work
after 1 pm— and Morgane's pregnant.

So, please: your tales of 'male ware,'
'male gaze,' 'bad males' or all that—

- What?
—keep it to yourself, it's not the time!

—keep it to yourself, it's not the time!

So... we're going to plug this in,

and we're going to analyze it.
Pronto!

FLURRY OF BEEPS

DIGITAL NEIGH

BUILDING ALARM

What's happening?
DAPHNE: I DON'T KNOW!

SURPRISED CRIES
PANDEMONIUM

- WHAT IS THIS?

- MALWARE IS A VIRUS!

- See, Jérôme, the important
thing is controlling the power.

Keep it on 1.
JEROME: Setting 1.

- That way it doesn't stick much,

you want it to dry flat.

- I was at DSI,* they told me it's
* INFORMATION SYSTEMS

ultra-sophisticated encryption software.
* INFORMATION SYSTEMS

We have nothing left, we're
locked out of all the servers.

SHORT OF BREATH
- Okay... okay.

And the alarm going off every
15 minutes, can they do anything?

- Well, no, everything connected
to the network is contaminated,

even the office phones.
Normally there's a procedure.

- Yes, well, it's all right.
You know what?

Go back to IT and don't
let up until they find a solution,

it'll be OK.

(It'll be OK. Ohh...)

BREATHING DEEPLY

(I'll wake up.)

- Commissioner?
Sorry to bother you,

I- I spoke to the Cybercrime Directorate,

Mustang 23 is a repeat offender.

So, I ran all the companies he's ransomed,

and Tristan Delvalee took
care of their machines every time.

- OK. So he used his
work to hack his clients.

Did he become too greedy?

Get me a list all his victims,
and we'll summon all of them.

- Uh, but without a phone
or a computer, it'll be hard to-

- Lieutenant, what do you think

we did before the internet, huh?

We got our pencils,
we got our notebooks, and

then we pulled our
fingers out of our asses!

- Well-
- Do you really need the internet?

See Morgane, because
her phone is the only one

not connected to the DPJ* network.
* JUDICIAL POLICE

I'll tell everyone to
go through her for emergencies.

- Well, I'll do that.

- (It'll be OK.)

(It'll be OK.)

. . .

ECHO-Y
ADAM: Good morning.

ECHO-Y
JEROME: Hello, Commander.

ECHO-Y
ADAM: How are you?

ECHO-Y
JEROME: It's great to have you back.

- (Adam?)

CLEAR
- It's not the same with someone else.

- Adam? What a surprise!
- Hi, Celine, how are you?

- How's it going in Finance,
not being mistreated too much?

- No, I'm OK, thanks. And you?
I heard about Fred,

six months of ITT, uh-
CELINE: Yes.

Yes, it's terrible.

But hey, suddenly,
your spot is free if you

ever want to come back, I don't
know if that's why you're here...

- No, I'm here for my investigation,
you weren't told?

- Oh, all right.

Well, we'll help each other, of course.

Come discuss it in
my office, it'll be calmer.

I have vitality chai!

- Actually, I especially need
access to the victim's hard drive.

- Well, no problem.

- The printer still doesn't stop.
What do I do?

- You can go to the 4th, Daphne
will make you a copy of the data.

- OK, that works.

Thank you, Celine, good luck.

- Where's Morgane? The lab
and the prosecutor have to reach me

but I don't have a mobile.
- She went home,

in case the alarm
damages the baby's hearing.

SIGHS

TEXT ALERT

PIGEON COOING
- What now?

. . .

Pfft!

TEXT ALERT

You really had to put me on
the same investigation as him?

PIGEON COOING
I swear... ha ha!

That's very good!
You wanted to piss me off?

You messed up, old man. Oh yeah.
TEXT ALERT

You messed up,
because it doesn't matter.

TEXT ALERT

Absolutely nothing to see!

Oh yeah, old man, you'll
have to find me something else.

Oh yeah.
DOOR BUZZER

. . .

KNOCKING
MORGANE: Yes?

DOOR BUZZER

What?

AFIDA: Hi! How are you?

- Afida? What are you doing here?

- What am I doing here? I'm moving in!

- Huh?
- Well, yes!

- Since when?
- Well, yes!

- Hell, I thought it'd be OK.

MARIE: Aah... Hold on, I'll talk to her!

Listen, the kid just got out,
she doesn't know where to crash,

so, you can help her out.

- I helped you out and it was just
the one time! I'm not a social worker!

- f*ck, there are
two floors, it's a palace.

MORGANE:
Wait, where's she going? Hey!

- "Hey"... hello.
LUDO: Hello?

MORGANE: Oh, thanks!
- Two seconds.

Morgane! f*ck, a little privacy?

Yo! Don't talk to her like that!
LUDO: Whoa! Whoa whoa whoa!

- You don't like it, leave, as*h*le!
- Yeah- no, they're friends, it's all OK.

Heh. Friends.

- You want me to take care of him too?

- I was washing.

- Need a hand?
MORGANE: Reassure me,

you had nothing to do with what
happened to my colleague yesterday?

- Oh, the one who got run over?
No, it wasn't me.

- So how do you know
he got run over?

- Who's the hunk? Is he single?
- (Single?)

- Right! Afida, as you
can see we're already

on top of each other here.

so I'm sorry, you're going
to have to pay for a hotel!

And you: I never asked you to
run over my colleague, OK?

So, if a cop or a pigeon asks you,

no one says anything, all right?

Come on, 'bye, it was a pleasure,
to your cars, good day, go home!

AFIDA: But, my bag!

- (Wow.)

(Phew.)
TEXT ALERT

Oh sh*t...

(They're so annoying.)

AUTOPSY REPORT

Thea?
- What?

- Would you like to go out for a bit?
The two of us?

THEA:
It's OK if you're messing with me.

How many laundromats
are there in the world?

I'm supposed to be doing my homework!

- Focus on the stopped machines.

We learned from the lab that
the victim had

DETERGENT

detergent under his nails,

but he doesn't have a
machine in his place. Therefore?

- Therefore he came to the
laundromat before he died.

Give me a break, I'm not stupid.

The guy used a
machine or something.

- Yes, but the question is
what's in the machine?

Because his laundry basket was overflowing.

So what did he wash?

- Oh, whoa! This one stinks of mold!

- That means it's the right one!

There are only two things.

- It's a kid's thing.
You messed up.

- 'Ulysse'?
- 'Ulysse'? Who's that?

- Dad?

- Ulysse? Please wait in
your room, I'll be five minutes.

- My question may seem strange,

but I need your son's schedule
for the day before yesterday.

IRIS: Uh... He was at school.

Then he saw his English tutor.

After that,
he had his tennis lesson.

- What time did he get
home from his tennis lesson?

- Well, around 7pm, as usual.

Excuse me, but what is all this about?
You suspect him?

-Mr & Mrs... Duclot.

Do you recognize these clothes?

- Yes.

It's Ulysse's tennis outfit.

He told me he forgot it in the
locker room, day before yesterday.

- We found it in your
neighbor's belongings.

Did you know
they knew each other?

- Well, he didn't
hang out with this neighbor,

so you're wrong, it's not possible.

I'd be surprised Ulysse
ever spoke to him, so no.

- I understand.

But we were interested in
Mr Delvalee's IP address,

we found traces of many conversations

on social media with
young boys 10 to 12 years old.

There. Talk about manga, video games.

Sometimes he would ask to meet-

- Hold on, sorry, can you clarify a little?

What exactly are you
telling us, he hurt our son?

IRIS: It's not possible.

We were always very careful with Ulysse.

Ulysse isn't allowed to
use the computer without us,

we never let him hang around strangers.

- At the moment we're not sure of anything.

That's why I really
need to talk to your son.

GILLES: Morgane, really, I-
MORGANE: No, wait, wait-

- No, it's already been-

- It's important!
- Mine's important too,

you don't understand-
- Yes, but you'll see later!

- Oh, later?! No-
- Yes, but you'll see later!

- Yes! Timothee, hey!

Say, this new job
seems really challenging!

LAUGHS

It would be really nice
if you called me back, all right?

I'm counting on you. Kisses.

- 'Kisses!' Now can you make your
personal calls later, I'm waiting

for a call from the prosecutor,
it's super important! I swear...

MOBILE RINGS, SHE GASPS
- Wait!

GILLES MOANS
It's him. What do I do?

- Answer. Answer!
- Yes, that's it, I'll answer, yes...

Yes, hey!
LAUGHS

- Hello Ms Alvaro, this is
Agathe Delgado on the phone!

Mr Guichard wanted me to
contact you to arrange a meeting-

- (The guy has an assistant!)
Oh! Classy!

- Fine, he's not the president.
- Yes, absolutely!

Yes, it's me! Uh... this week?

I wanted to— sh**t, it's
that I'm damn busy this week-

15-MINUTE ALARM

Hold on-

Hello? Wait, I can't hear
you anymore. Hold on- Hello?

- Morgane! The prosecutor!
The prosecutor, Morgane!

- 8 pm at the
Topaz Bar, perfect, perfect!

LAUGHS
Tell him... I can't wait!

I'm delighted! All right!

Oh, send me the address,
because I don't know- Kisses!

((Uh. Nonsense.))

OK, that's done.

Oh no! It can't be. Really?
You don't have an actual office?

- Hello, Morgane, delighted to see you.

Don't worry, I'm just waiting
for Daphne to bring me

a copy of Tristan Delvalee's
hard drive. Then I'll go.

- OK, uh, Karadec...

We're working on a real
case, with a real dead person.

So we don't have
time to babysit you on

your little Club Mickey
investigation, OK?

- You're up here making
a personal call, or to jump?

- Absolutely. And you well know
you came up here to steal my ideas.

HE LAUGHS
- That's a good one!

Like I have nothing
better to do, Morgane?

I'm here because your victim is
the key witness in my investigation!

So even if the prospect of
collaborating with you

makes me want to jump,

we're going to have to find common ground.
- OK.

But we set rules.
- Very well.

- You don't touch my m*rder,

and I'll leave your budget lines to you.
Understand?

As Patrick Swayze would say:

This is my investigation space,

this is your investigation space.

I don't go into your space,
you don't go into my space.

Understand?

- Perfectly.
- ((There it is.))

- And I don't understand anything
about your references, as usual.

- Karadec, honestly? It's from
'Dirty Dancing,' it's not complicated.

SIGHS

JEROME:
All right, this is for you.

Do you want one?

- That's nice, but he
doesn't eat gluten. Thanks!

Are you hungry, sweetheart?

ALL THE BEST GAMES

Do you have apples, or rice cakes?
Or buckwheat?

JEROME: I don't know-
- Hello!

- Uh, you should go with him,
we can manage on our own.

LAUGHS

Don't worry, I'll stay with your
little angel in the meantime.

Huh? Let's go.

- All right.

- Are you hungry?

- Yes.

- Wooo!

What do we have here? Ha ha!

So, we have palm oil...

added sugar, additives...

SLURPS STRAW

And then, gluten.

Mmm! Want some?

There, go ahead, have fun.

- My mother says-
MORGANE: Hey.

Seriously, is she here, your mother?

MORGANE: Well, no!

Come on!

Just between us, you're not trying to
make me believe this is your first spread?

CHUCKLES

I don't think you complained about the big

ketchup stain on your tennis polo!

Was it with Tristan you had some laughs?

That's why he washed it, stat!

Because you're a chicken with your mother.
LAUGHS

In fact, you hang out at his place,
you don't go to tennis.

Oooh! That's not right.

- I don't like tennis.

- No wonder , it's boring.

- One day Tristan saw me
hiding in the trash room.

He told me I could
wait in his apartment.

You won't tell my parents?

- Reassure me, he wasn't groping you?

- No, I was on his sofa reading manga!

- Okay, okay. Though,
it wasn't just manga.

You went on his computer too.

Yes. We found lots of
messages to kids your age,

he didn't send them.

But still, the funniest part
is still the hacking, huh?

Have you seen the ransom amounts?

In January, 240 euros.

February, €90.

March, €548?

What are these amounts? Huh?

Then the penny dropped.
You know how?

Well, thanks to that!

This is how I caught on.

ELIOTT:
Can I have this new game?

- I realized that it matched
exactly the amount of—

—a new video game!

A new game controller!

Or—

—a new pair of VR glasses.

Wow! Jeez, I'm on the Moon!
LAUGHS

MORGANE: It's insane!

Right. Do we agree
Mustang 23 is not him?

It's you. And besides—

—it's not Mustang 2-3.

It's Mustang "du Troie*."
* TROJAN

LAUGHS
Like the Trojan Horse! Huh?

It allowed the Greeks to f*ck
the Trojans, and was created by-?

SNAPS FINGERS

You'll never guess:

Ulysses! Ha ha!

I found you out good, huh?

- Okay. Not bad.

- Right, listen good:

if you don't want to be
screen-deprived until you're 40,

you're gonna tell me all you
know about Tristan's death.

- Sir?

The lady, I don't know who she is,

she doesn't want
me to call my parents!

- Oh, the little idiot!
LAUGHS

Oh, that's wonderful!

Hey, don't worry, I'm the police—

— well, not the police— hey, I
help them out,

it's complicated.
- I don't understand her, she scares me!

- It might turn out he's a m*rder*r!
It's a question of not reversing roles, eh?

- Magali! Please call security.

- It's a misunderstanding, they'll return-

- No, let me go, I told you, I work here!

Ask them! Everyone knows me!

CELINE: It's fine, guys! It's fine!

- Are you completely crazy?

Are you OK my angel? Nothing wrong?
- Well, 'your angel, your angel'...

He's not much of an angel, your son.
He's our hacker, OK?

- What does she mean?
- Nothing, honey, nothing at all.

SHE LAUGHS
- What exactly is going on,

are you accusing my son?
What is this madness?

- So, I want to apologize
to you, we're very sorry,

my colleague made

a serious error in judgment.

Ahem. But anyway, if your son

could unblock our system,
that would really help, hmm?

- What are you on about?
- She made me eat a burger.

My stomach hurts.

DISBELIEF
- Oh, the liar! The li-

He- I tell you, he loved it.
He loved it!

- OK, we're going!

And I'm warning you: if
you bother him again

I'll file a complaint for kidnapping
and attempted poisoning!

- You can go, I'm-
I'm sorry! Sorry.

- I thought you were his friend.
Great! You're a great friend!

- She's a crazy one, let's go.

- OK, maybe you didn't
k*ll him, but in the meantime,

if you keep information you have
from us, you're protecting a k*ller!

Boo! Boo! Boo!

You're not letting
him go? He's the hacker!

- Fine! We're 'this close'
to a lawsuit because of you!

I leave you unsupervised
for what, 2 minutes?

And you- you kidnap a minor!

- I didn't kidnap him, huh?

CELINE: And I'm going to have to
check in with the prosecutor on this.

Do I tell him that my squad
has been at a standstill

for 24 hours because
of a 10-year-old kid?

Do I have something concrete
to share with him?

- No, nothing.

Oh, yes! Because I'm the
only one receiving messages,

I heard from HR.

A replacement for Fred...
won't be for six weeks.

- Well that's it.

Well, go home.

- Seriously?
- ((Yes.))

- You no longer need me?

I can go?

Okay.

ANGELIC MUSIC

. . .

- Jerome?
What are you doing this evening?

- The palak paneer is great, if you like that.

- I'll have some naan. Plain, please.

RANIR: Plain naan.
Anything else with it, sir?

- Thanks.

Did you want to tell me something urgent?

- Yes. It's about Bonéné.

I scrutinized the accusations-
- You're still on the bra thing?

I thought we'd moved on to the next file.

- Listen, I recovered—

—company documents on the
hacker's hard drive. It's all weird.

This invoice for example. OK?
It concerns an order

received on April 26
from Riyadh, Saudi Arabia.

Except that on the 26th,

it was a Friday.

In Saudi Arabia, Friday
is the "weekend."

So...

I printed their export
invoices for the last 2 years.

To check them.
I thought we could do half-and-half.

No no no no, wait
wait wait wait wait.

Remember, tomorrow we have
the hearing with Cmsr Rocco

on the Private Capital case.
I wanted to prepare for it.

- Oh, well, no problem.

- No, dig into that.
- No.

- Dig into it. I'll take care of the
hearing alone. I'm not very hungry.

- Good night, see you tomorrow.
- See you tomorrow.

ADAM:
Yes. Anyway, can I have a "doggy bag"?

- Adam?

What are you doing here?
Good evening.

- 'evening, Commissioner.

- Well... you, what're you doing here?

- I'm taking out the team, actually.
I'm taking out Jerome.

- All right.
- You're alone? Can we join you?

Come on.
- Actually, I-

Ranir! Champagne, it's my round.

Well, we must celebrate
Jérôme 's return.

- Oh really?

- I don't know, it's nice to see
almost the entire team here again.

- On the other hand, I can't drink alcohol,

because with my antidepressants-
LAUGHS A LITTLE TOO HARD

. . .

- What a joker, Jérôme!

Are you still on this case? Us too.

A fascinating investigation, eh? Right Jerome?

- Uh, yes! Yes.

But, instead, in
relation to my schedule-

- This investigation has everything:
children, hackers, pedophiles...

- Who really isn't-

- And especially, there is
a family waiting for answers.

- Mm-hmm.
- That is why we

do this job in the first place, right?

And you're fine? Your little fraud case
is progressing how you want?

- Yes, but I just need to check

false invoices, and question a witness.

I can't stay. It would've
been a pleasure. It's-

CORK POPS

- Here's the champagne!

And, wait, Adam...

- Good evening to you.

- And good evening to you.
- Your "doggy bag."

- Thanks. You'll put it on my bill?
- No problem.

- Don't drink too much, Jérôme.
- Ha, no no.

RANIR: Good evening!

-Well, champagne...

- Hey!
Hi, handsome!

AGATHE: Ms Alvaro?
Agathe Delgado, criminal lawyer.

We spoke earlier. Please sit down.

- 'Criminal lawyer'?
What is this?

Eh?

Oookay, I'll sit down.

- My client wanted to meet you
in a neutral environment,

to ask you to no longer
try to contact him in any way.

- Not...? No- no longer try to contact him?
AGATHE: Mm-hmm.

Well, Timothee, that's nonsense, huh?

- I regret it has come to this, Morgane.

MORGANE: Yes, Timothee, well,

it's me again, uh-

Look, your messaging must
have a problem,

because I got cut off again, ha ha.

So what was I saying?

Uh, we did it, what, 2 or 3 times a
week when we were together, right?

Wait, do you remember the exact days?

Obviously, what interests me
are the times when you...

'landed the m*ssile'!
LAUGHS

You know what I mean? Come on, I-

- Yeah, no, this is my daughter
who is annoying me with her stats.

So here it is: she really wanted to know

how many times you...

'popped the champagne'!

NERVOUS LAUGH

Huh?

- Yes, Timothée, it's Morgane.

I wanted to ask, I can't remember,
do you wear briefs or boxers?

- Oh, no, it's okay, I remembered:

you wear boxer shorts,
so that's wrapped up.

- 18 sexual messages in just 72 hours.

Blatant harassment, punishable
by 3 years in prison

and a 45,000 euros fine.

NERVOUS LAUGH

- What harassment?

I mean, it's nonsense,
it's- it's nothing sexual!

Timothee, tell her!

- My lawyer is saying what
has to be said. That it's the past.

I know when we broke up you suffered,

but I turned the page.
You have to accept it.

- Despite my recommendations,

Mr Guichard refuses to file a complaint.

For now, this interview is the last-

- You're going to shut your mouth.

Fine, Timothee, listen carefully: I didn't
come here to try and sleep with you again,

I came because I've found out-
- I hope you rebuild yourself, Morgane.

You're a beautiful person.

You deserve to find someone.

- What? Well... well, all right, uh...

Great.

SIGHS

- 'evening.

ALL: Good evening.
- Want to sit here? (Oh...)

Yeah...

HE SIGHS

SHE SIGHS

- You watch car racing?

- Yeah, it's a rally.

- By the way, is there
going to be child support?

- OK, let's stop that, all right?

This child doesn't need a father.

We don't need a man,
we're very good like that, period.

- Nice, I'm here.
- You are— no, you are.

You are, sweetie.
This isn't the same.

PIGEON COOS

. . .

Do you hear?

. . .

f*ck, he's taunting me!

(Taunting me!)

Give me a broom!

Come on, get out
of here I tell you!

Stop pissing me off!

Huh?

DRIPPING,
BEATING WINGS

SOBS HYSTERICALLY

GIGGLING
- Oh. The poor...

- I've had it!

LUDO LAUGHING

- He's crazy!

LUDO: I adore him!

TV:
...apply it like that!

- Hey! Red alert!

ELIOTT: Don't worry,
droppings are good for the hair.

- We're in the 21st century now!
LUDO: Arrrgh! Oh no,

TECHNICAL ERROR
TRY AGAIN LATER

it doesn't stop messing up today!
There's a problem with the box!

Morgane, please, can
you go take care of it?

- What?
- Come on Mom, please!

THEA: You got this.
ELIOTT: We want to watch the episode!

I'll handle it, I'll handle it!

INVOICE

- I contacted your distributor.
This invoice is false.

I found dozens like it, all edited by you.

- I had nothing to do
with it, I didn't know.

- You sure?

- Yes.

- I happened to discover
this is not your first offense.

You served 6 months in prison, my friend.

For credit card fraud.

- It was a difficult time.
I had a difficult spouse,

I needed money to leave him.

I made a mistake.
I learned my lesson.

- That's not the impression I have.

The company that employs you
is on the verge of bankruptcy,

and you made fakes to hide it.

- When I got out,
no one wanted to hire me.

The only one who would
give me a chance was Matthieu.

So yes, I'm not stupid,

I discovered he was
tampering with the books.

But I didn't want to
push him. Losing your wife,

then your business too.

Please, I'm trying to
regain custody of my son.

If the judge finds out about this...
- Hold on—

—how did he lose his wife?

- OK, all right. Then what do you do?

- Uh, reconnect the box, then
complete the update and it should work.

- Yes, that's what I just did,
it doesn't work.

BEEPING
Oh wait, it's talking to me.

BEEPING

. . .

. . .

. . .

. . .

MATTHIEU & EVA DAUMAS
CEO BONENE - CORRELATION
WITH VENDING MACHINES

Right! Our victim was banging the bra girl,

but don't tell Karadec, otherwise
he'll come and annoy us.

- One little second, Morgane

- He's here?

- Yes, of course! In the event
of a divorce, the lawyers would

have stuck their noses in the company's
books and discovered the fraud.

- Exactly. If his wife ran off with the victim,
there's every chance he'd end up in jail.

- Excuse me, can I know what
we're talking about?

Talking about facts?
Maybe I can help, right?

- Eva and Matthieu Daumas are here.
CELINE: Very well.

- Commander?
- How are you?

- We'll question them together, right?
- Okay, let's go. That works.

- Doing well, Gilles?

- Yes, and you?

- OK, so if everyone
doesn't care about the leads,

I might as well go home, huh?

I'll let you sort out the
phone calls with the prosecutor,

or emails from the lab, huh?

- Hey, the computers are back on!

- Oh, me too!

Yeah!

Morgane, it's great!
That's crazy!

The commander comes back and
everything starts working, it's great!

The aura of this guy!
(Wow...)

EVA: It all started
with Tristan on my birthday.

I had a date with Matthieu
at a restaurant, he stood me up.

The third time in 2 weeks.
SCOFFS

And that's when I saw him,

at the next table.

The guy who refills the vending machines.

- And he recognized you?

- After a while, yes.

He was waiting too, for a
young woman who never came.

And we said it was stupid
to have dinner alone in a hotel,

and I asked him to join me.

At the beginning he was very, very shy.
I think I impressed him.

EVA:
Then he finally loosened up, and...

we talked and talked.

It felt good to feel listened to.

With Matthieu, for 4 years we
only talked about network problems

and business plans, so...

After dinner I couldn't find a VTC,* so
* CAR SERVICE

Tristan kindly offered
to drop me off by car.

He turned on the radio and
"Hang on to your Love" was playing.

I love that song.

- I love it too.

- We started to sing.

And we kissed.

I tried to resist,
to save my marriage,

but Matthieu was off in his own world...

- Do you think at some point
he figured out what was going on?

- I think I was very careful, but you said Tristan

was attacked day before yesterday,
I think he knew.

ADAM: The penalty for forgery
and use of forgeries is 3 years in prison.

But I bet you knew that.

You were ready to do
anything to avoid a divorce.

- Divorce is annoying.
They go through all the accounts,

the judges stick their noses everywhere.

You couldn't afford that.

- Wait, what are you talking about?
- Mr Daumas, your wife cheated

on you with Tristan Delvalee,

that's why you attacked him
on your premises.

- And also why you m*rder*d him.

No, no... no, wait...

I caught this guy in
the parking lot kissing Eva.

When I came across him
again, I put my fist in his mouth!

But I didn't k*ll him.

Anyway, you just need to check,
I worked that evening until midnight.

Go ahead.

- Great, we looked at
the CCTV in the elevator, and

at no time are you seen
leaving the company that night.

As if you wanted to
avoid the cameras.

- I didn't 'avoid,' I took the stairs.

- From the fifth floor?

- Yes, well the elevator is having
problems at the moment, that's all.

I've been stuck in it,

so when I'm alone in the building
I don't take it anymore.

- So we can't check your
schedule the night of the m*rder.

How convenient.
- Very convenient.

MORGANE: Yeah, all right. OK, great!
LAUGHS

So the guy steals our witness,

our evidence, our investigation, huh?

Am I actually the only one
annoyed by that? Huh, Gilles?

It's not all right!

- Right, that's it.

It took us the night, but we
managed to reboot the system.

- Hi Daphne.

I was waiting for you,
because I wanted to resume

the conversation we were having.
- No, what?

- My bad luck, the pigeon, all that.

- Oh yes, the so-called bullshit. Karma.

- That! Yes, that.

So how does it work, exactly?

You know what? I'll put it
in your language. CHUCKLES

Imagine you have... a bank account.

- Yeah.

- And in it is a certain amount.
- Okay.

- Well, every time you do a bad thing, uh—

—you spend a little of this amount.

You see?
- Mm-hmm.

And you, you tend to do anything,

you are quickly exposed.

Currently, you're losing
on the exchange rate.

You have bad luck.

- OK, all right.

- So, to stop the losses,
we need to replenish the coffers.

And to do that, there
isn't much choice, huh?

We make...?
- Consumer credit.

- No, the universe won't
give you more credit.

You have to make deposits.

- Deposits of what?

- Oh- well, good deeds! Good deeds.

- Oh, OK! Yes, all right, is that all?
LAUGHS

All right, that isn't complicated!
I can do good deeds.

- All right, yeah. OK.
We'll talk again.

- Right, Matthieu Daumas
confessed to fraud,

but continues to deny
the m*rder of Tristan Delvallee.

What do we have on his alibi?
- Not a lot,

we see him leaving the business
at midnight with other employees

several hours after the m*rder.
So unless he went back and forth

to k*ll Tristan, without appearing
on CCTV, we have nothing.

- And this story about being traumatized
in a stuck elevator, did we check that?

- Well, maintenance noted a
major breakdown on January 19,

he was stuck for about 6 hours—

—it's credible.
- January 19?

- So once again, we start
from scratch or something.

- Mmm.

- Apple juice with sparkling
water, and whisky neat.

ADAM: Thanks.
WILLIAM: Thanks. As I was saying,

I had Judge Di Marco on yesterday.
Tomorrow he's placing Matthieu Daumas

under investigation for presenting
inaccurate annual financial statements,

you were right. Congratulations.
- Thanks.

I said it was because you did all the work!
- Thanks.

- So: to your first case,
finally solved!

- 'Finally solved'? We still
haven't Tristan Delvalee's m*rder*r.

- That's your colleagues' problem,
fortunately. CHUCKLES

I'm a little envious, you have to excuse
me for not listening to you yesterday,

I was in my own little world,
'into my thing' somewhere else.

-THANKS.

- In the Private Capital case,
the judge is OK on wiretapping.

I thought we could focus on
the CEO and board of directors,

what do you think?
- Sounds good to me.

- Okay. There was, like, who-
Wait... there was...

...that good-looking guy,
uh, what was his name?

Luigi, and then... Evan.

And the finance department too,
all right? I'll send what I have on them.

Didier...
FADES OUT

- Oh, nice form!

ADAM: Doing all right?
ULYSSE: All right.

ADAM: Are you Ulysse?
- Yes.

I've come to talk to you
about the elevator in January.

MORGANE: Hup hup hup! Hey!
What the hell are you doing, huh?

- Morgane.

I like tennis.
- My a*s—

You're quietly questioning my witness,

who has nothing to do with your case!

So clear off if you don't
want me calling his parents, OK?

- Uh, I'm going to be late-

BOTH: No, you stay there!
- Uh, I'm going to be late-

BOTH: No, you stay there!
:

- (So? I'm off duty, OK?)

(I also know Céline forbid
you going near that kid.)

(So stay in your lane, doll.)

HUFFS

- OK. What do you have?

- Hmm.
CHORTLES

That.
- A paper thing!

- The elevator maintenance
report for the January 19 breakdown.

There was suspicious activity that day.

(I think it was this little
guy who hacked it.)

But I don't know why.
- Yes! Well, I know.

Huh, Cupid?

- I'm really late-
- No no no! You stay with us.

So? What's she talking about?

- I don't know anything.
- Tell us another one!

You know how I knew?
When I saw Eva's birthday.

January 19— say! As if by chance!

You're actually the
one manipulating everybody.

You knew your friend
had a crush on Eva, and so

you wanted to play
Amélie Poulain, am I wrong?

AMELIE-ESQUE SCORE

MORGANE: On his wife's birthday,
you stuck Matthieu in the elevator,

and bam, Eva and Tristan can meet.

You just have to organize
a fake Tinder date for your pal,

to lure him there.

But Tristan's not very bright,

so you help him a little more—

—and bam! Cancel Eva's VTC—

—and bam! again— they
have to go home together!

And then, the "coup de grace,"
your masterpiece: the music.

You send Eva's favorite
song to Tristan's car.

Honestly, well done!

They didn't realize anything, but you
made them fall into each other's arms.

Good game, Mustang 23!

He's pretty good, huh?

- Is that how it happened?
You did all that?

- He looked so alone.

I wanted to help him.

Do you think Matthieu
died because of me?

- We don't know anything,
that's why we need you,

since you're the one who
know's Bonéné's system the best.

So, if you had been in his place,

how would you have avoided
the cameras the night of the m*rder?

- Morgane, is this okay?

- Oh, do you mind?
- Er...?

Don't be a coy virgin. Do
you want to sink the whole case?

- Okay.
- Good. This is it.

- So?

- I have an idea,
but it'll take a phone.

- No problem.

- Does anyone work here on Saturdays?
ULYSSE: No.

ADAM: You're sure?
- I'm sure.

- Okay.

ADAM: Ulysse?

- Yeah?

- We're in front of
Matthieu's office.

- Hey!

- So there're
cameras everywhere,

it's impossible to go down the
stairs without being filmed.

So he had to go over
the showroom railing.

- This railing? There?
MORGANE: There?

- Yes.

- OK, great!
Let's go!

C'mon, Karadec!

ULYSSE: Downstairs.

ADAM: It'll be OK...

MORGANE: Kara'! Kara'!
ADAM: Easy!

- Kara', I'm having trouble here!
I can't see!

- Easy, Morgane, wait wait... I'll hold-
CROSSTALK

- So... uh, there are two
corridors, take the left.

At 8:30 the camera deactivates
for 30 seconds to reconfigure.

- This is exciting!

- This is exciting!- Okay...

So he comes here at
8:30, that works. Then?

ULYSSE: It leads straight to the workshops.

There's an automatic door,
it opens with a badge.

I've unlocked it.

- OK.

- Karadec!

These are looms!
Did I ever tell you?

- What?

- Few people know it, but it's
the ancestor of the printer.

- Morgane...

- But I'm teaching
you something,

give you a little information!- Come on...

GARBLED

- Oh my!
- There's no time.

- There are stairs
to a service door.

He must've gone through it.

The door is filmed,

but I see a 1st floor window.

He went out that way for sure.

MORGANE: Yes! Got it!
- The 1st floor, it's no problem.

- It ends up down at the trash.

- Uh, how did he, if the
window doesn't open?

ULYSSE: It doesn't open?

- Yes.
ULYSSE: Not in the diagram.

- sh*t.

- He can't get out if the
window doesn't open,

is there another way out?

- Is there another way out of here?

- It's the only way
without being filmed, sorry.

KNOCKING

NICOLAS: Ulysse, is everything OK?
- I have to go.

- Ulysse?
- Wait, Ulysse, don't go!

- It's stupid, I really thought
we were going to catch him.

- It seems our last investigation
together was a fiasco, eh?

Because we're not going to...
- No, there's no point lying to each other.

OK, at least we didn't k*ll each other!
- Yeah! THEY LAUGH

- That's...

Your phone.

- Oh yeah.
- So, we'll go?

- Uh, yes, er...

Wait!

Wait. Karadec!
Come back! Come back!

- What's the matter?

- The executive assistant—
- Yes?

—did you question her?

- Uh, yes. Why?

No, don't touch that, we're
not supposed to be here.

- She has a kid!
- Yes.

- Well, look! Very weird:

this chick takes her vacation during
the school holidays in zone C.

But we are in zone...? B!

Weird, huh?

- Not that much, her son
lives in Toulouse with his dad.

She lost custody while in prison.

- Oh sh*t. Yes.

OK, well... False hunch. Heh.

- Nothing ventured, nothing gained.
CHUCKLES UNCOMFORTABLY

Except...

she tried to get her son back.

The judge refused her request.

Why? Because she
missed an appointment

with her parole officer
before the hearing.

Want to guess the day?

January 19, the day
the elevator broke down!

She must have been
stuck with Matthieu!

- Yeah! Yeah!

- Go ahead.

- I did everything to ensure
that the hearing went well,

so I would be given a
second chance with my son.

When I missed my appointment,
everything collapsed.

I learned later that the elevator
breakdown was linked to hacking,

because of the flowers.

Eva wouldn't stop complaining
about Matthieu's attitude.

At first, I didn't make the connection.

When she told me he even forgot
to send her a birthday bouquet

I knew there was problem.
Because every year I send this bouquet.

I called the florist
to figure it out.

He said he had received a
message to cancel my order.

A message from my mailbox.

We were all so focused
on the ransom, no one noticed.

A deleted voicemail, an
altered email, a stalled elevator.

I made the connection.

I understood that this
guy had set up Eva.

That because of him, I had
lost custody of my son, a second time.

How was I to know it was the kid?

You understand?

- I understand that you
k*lled a man with premeditation.

CELINE: You will be taken
into police custody, for m*rder.

SIGHS

- Well, that's it. Hmm.
- Hmm.

- You'll take over?
- OK, Commissioner.

- Adam?
Can I talk to you?

- Yes, of course.

Listen, for the first collaboration
between our services, it was rather-

- Sit down.

What are you doing?
- How so?

- You did everything to
tag along on our investigation.

Your place is here.

Is it really only you
who doesn't see it?

TENSE BREATH

- It's complicated, Céline.
I have to protect myself.

- From what? From Morgane?

Let me guess.

Something happened between
you, and now she's screwing with you.

"Big deal."

Are you really giving up
your vocation because of that?

- You knew?
SHE LAUGHS

- You're not the first, and
you certainly won't be the last.

Attraction between colleagues happen.

If it were up to me,
we can behave like adults

and not resign every
time something happens.

This isn't summer camp here, sh*t!

Listen,

I spoke to HR.

Your position is vacant.

It's not going to
stay that way forever.

So make up your mind, okay?

- OK, I'll think it over.

- Guys, we're in a hurry, move it!

THEA: Fine, we're coming!
AFIDA: GROANSYou all have to yell

at the same time? I slept badly
with that shitty pillow.

- Afida, excuse me?
Would you prefer prison?

You want the address?
- 'Ni ni ni'...

- Because may I remind you-

Okay.

OK, we'll make an effort, OK?
We'll try to make less noise.

As for the pillow, take one of Ludo's.

- Well, thanks.
LUDO: Hey, I hear you!

- We all make an effort, all right?

Come on, get moving!

- Seriously? It's become a hotel here,

except they don't pay
and they stay for months!

- Are you talking about me?
- Yeah.

ELIOTT: Give me a break,
she used all the hot water!

- This better be worth it,
Bird Of Misfortune,

because I can't take it anymore,
I can't take it anymore!

SIGHS DEEPLY

DOOR BUZZER

Oh, well, is that you?

- Good morning, Morgane.

Um...

I wanted to tell you in person:

It's decided, I'm coming
back to the crime squad.

- OK. All right, uh...

Céline will be happy, because...
LAUGHS

- Mm-hmm.

- And then there's Gilles.

- For us, it's an opportunity
to start from scratch,

with the right
distance this time.

- Okay, yeah.

- So, no night visits, no cold
calls, no dinners— professional.

- OK, perfect! Uh...
- All right?

FYI, I'm pregnant
and you may be the father.

Come on Thea, Eliott, we're leaving!
- Woo-hoo.

- What...?
- Hi.

♪ THRIFT SHOP ♪
BY MACKLEMORE & LEWIS

THEA: I warn you, she touches a
single thing in my room and I'm smoke.

- Morgane, wait, I... don't understand.

- Yes, well we'll buy you a
padlock, don't worry. Let's go.

- Huh.

- I don't understand.