01x08 - Episode 8

[bunniefuu]

Look, it's fine, okay?
It's only property damage.

Nobody got hurt.

-[grunting]
-Hold him down!

-The situation was under control.
-Why are you doing this? Stop it!

Why the hell are you doing this?

If ERIS hadn't provoked them,
there'd have been no incident.

Sabryina!

[inmates yelling]

So, uh... this was all their fault.

Hello.

Uh, so I spoke to the judge.
It's all set. Hearing's moved.

Bad news is, it won't be till next month.

So don't make
any stupid mistakes till then.

-Huh? Okay?
-Thank you.

There's one thing you can't break.
The inmates' trust.

And I think I've still got theirs somehow.

[door buzzes]

[prisoner] Officer!

MINIMUM SECURITY

What do you mean, an inspector?

We shouldn't be under investigation.
Investigate ERIS.

Look, don't start, okay?
He's just coming to ask a few questions.

But this is outrageous, okay?
Look at him. They even injured an officer.

I swear to God, I don't talk to feds, man.

I'm this close to suing 'em already,
so don't send 'em my way.

I didn't know that you had such a temper.

Yeah, you don't wanna mess with me.

-Can I pick him up at the station?
-No, it's fine. I'll take care of it.

Look, it's protocol, okay?

After a riot, they send an investigator
to find out what happened. Okay?

It's normal.
There's nothing to worry about.

The cigars, the cigars!
Watch the Rothko. Watch the Rothko!

-Careful, careful. It's fragile.
-Anything else, warden?

-Golf clubs. Get them.
-Okay.

Okay. What did I forget?

I almost forgot.

And make sure to keep quiet
about Jonathan. Okay?

-Jonathan?
-Well, Maillard. My son.

-Jonathan Maillard is your son?
-Shh! Oh!

[whispers] My bad. Sorry, boss.

Hello.

-So JP, can I count on you?
-I should have known it. Damn it.

-Maillard, Maillard. Same--
-That's enough.

-Stop saying it.
-Okay. Man, that's wild.

-I said not a word.
-Not a word about Jonathan Maillard.

-Good, JP. Get lost.
-Yeah.

Wild.

The last thing I need
is that investigator seeing us together.

Look, I'll just take the bus home, okay?

[sighs]

Where the hell is this coming from?
I haven't met anyone.

Okay, I'm sick of this already. Hey.
Just don't come pick me up. Okay?

Cut this sh...

[Jeff] Well, I guess some people
are getting nervous, huh?

I'm clean as a whistle,
so I can't wait for the inspector.

And I fully intend to help him
sniff out the bad apples.

No, I have nothing against inspectors.

I just know exactly how
this whole thing plays out.

It's gonna be another blowhard coming in
to tell me how to do my work,

when all he does all day is sit
tucked away in his little office in Paris,

arrogantly typing reports.

[scoffs] Give me a break.
Not my fault he hates his life.

[clears throat]

[grunts] Sorry.
I gotta get my car inspected.

I'm not gonna lie, money's been
pretty tight these past few months.

[laughs] I understand.

Corinne, I'd like you to meet Corinne.

-Oh, same as me? That's funny.
-[laughs]

-Nice to meet you.
-Nice to meet you.

You're not wearing your uniform?

-Uh... no. I prefer not to.
-Yes, I understand.

It's not exactly flattering.

Yeah, and I feel like it puts up a...

-A bit of a barrier. Oh! Oh!
-...a bit of a barrier. Oh! Oh!

-[laughs]
-[laughs] That's funny.

-We said the same thing at the same time.
-At the same time.

Oh, my-- Wow! Well, this is quite...

I don't know why, but I think, um,
we're destined for friendship.

Incredible, Corinne. That's incredible.

Look at her over there,
with that detective coat on.

You can tell right away she's trouble.

Yeah, she looks strict. I'm into that.

-Oh, yeah? That's your type, huh?
-Oh, yeah.

All strict and everything like that.
She looks like a history teacher.

Oh, yeah. The inspector?

I swear, if she wants to inspect me,
uh, no complaints here, family.

[chuckles]

And did you know that 74% of people
meet their partner in the work place?

You know that or not?

Let me reassure you, I'm not here
to tell you how to do your work.

-[both laugh]
-[Jeff laughs]

[laughs sarcastically]

We're just trying to understand what
happened so it doesn't happen again.

That's all.

Here, I printed out my report
with a full hour-by-hour breakdown.

I've also got a PDF
if you'd like it via email.

Wow. This is incredibly detailed.

-[Jeff] Mm-hm.
-Thanks. Um...

Muller. Jean-François Muller.

It's got the same ending as Hitler.

[laughs]

Thanks. And you are?

Kouakou. Jean-Patrick Kouakou.

So, hey, um, what I'd suggest, Corinne, is
we start with a quick visit to the garden.

That way you'd get to see
the kind of projects we do.

-That's an amazing idea, Corinne.
-Right?

But just to get my bearings,
I'd like to sit in on the hearing

for those who were involved in the riot.

-If you don't mind.
-Uh... yeah, of course.

No problem at all with that.
Of course we can do that.

-Wonderful!
-Mmm.

Come on, I saw you.
You're the one who threw the plant.

-You almost k*lled me.
-Uh, sorry, ma'am.

You know how it is. I followed the crowd.
I mean, it was calming down.

-Then Maillard threw--
-Up, up, up!

I don't wanna hear your excuses.

When you mess up,
you face the consequences.

-True.
-No, I know that, ma'am.

-I'm just saying, it was Maillard--
-We've heard that before.

Same old story.
It wasn't me, it was the other guy.

-It's not some guy. It's Maillard--
-Stop! That's enough for now.

And Maillard has nothing to do with this.

-Who's Maillard?
-He's the one who broke the window.

Why isn't he on the list of inmates
who are up for this disciplinary hearing?

Uh... Uh, no, but that's nothing unusual.
No, he wasn't involved at all.

It's just an unfortunate coincidence.

He was in the wrong place
at the wrong time, but, uh...

He's really a model inmate.
Everything's fine.

Yeah, no, and, besides,
he's a really good kid.

-Huh?
-Mmm.

Excuse me, Corinne.

Why don't we go grab a cup of coffee
on the way to the vegetable garden?

That's kind, Corinne, but I'll walk
around a little, take a look around,

talk to people, get a feel for the place.

But you can't just go
wandering around like that.

Somebody has to stay with you,
if only for your own safety.

Well, Jean-François kindly volunteered.

Ah. Okay.

Well, that's great, then.
You're very organized.

I guess.

Well, then, I'm gonna go check
on the garden.

All right, that's enough, now!
Just answer the questions!

Calm down, cuz.
I just wanted to know if she was--

-We're not here for that!
-Calm down, Jean-François.

-This guy's crazy.
-I'm asking Jean-Patrick questions.

-It's only fair he asks me some too.
-Exactly.

So, my response to your question is...

yes, I am single.

I mean, you know how it is.
It's pretty hard meeting people in prison.

-Mm-hm. Ain't that the truth.
-[inspector] Hmm.

[laughs]

It's almost too easy.

And what about you?
What do you think of inmate Maillard?

Well, I think if he had your smile,
for starters,

I'd spend more time with him.

Uh! [laughs] That's sweet of you.

Oh, yeah, I'm real sweet, yeah.

And where were you born?
Guadeloupe? Martinique?

-Ivory Coast.
-Ah, Africa.

Yeah, Africa, yeah.

Yeah. Yeah, Africa.
Africa's great. I also love Africa.

But what I'd like you to tell us is
who opened the gate for the inmates?

Would you mind telling me
why you're being so aggressive?

'Cause he's nuts, that's why.

Thank you very much, Jean-François.

I'm going to continue this interview
in private.

Yeah, thanks. Get lost.

Ah. Hmm. Okay.
Should I wait outside for you?

-No, no, no, don't bother.
-No?

I'm in good hands with Jean-Patrick.
So, go. We'll be fine.

Well, that's perfect. You know why?

-I've got really big hands.
-[laughs]

Thank you. [laughs]

Oh, Corinne! Perfect timing.

I wanted to show you
the inmates' newspaper.

-Ah.
-Did you see?

The Jailbird Gazette. [laughs]

-[half-hearted laugh]
-I came up with the title.

That's actually really funny.
No, that's hilarious.

Uh, tell me, Corinne,
while I've got you here,

could you get me the file
for inmate Maillard, if you don't mind?

The one they gave me was empty.

No problem. I can do that, of course.
Yeah, yeah.

But don't you wanna go grab lunch first?

Every Friday,
we have the inmates' ratatouille.

They make it themselves
with the vegetables from the garden.

-It's wonderful.
-That's kind of you, Corinne.

But I'll just grab something quick.
I've got some work with Jean-Patrick.

-Yeah.
-Sounds good.

I'll leave you to it, then. See you later.

-See you later, Corinne.
-See you later, Corinne.

[JP] So, you were saying
you've been to Ivory Coast?

How do you take it? Small or large?

-Large. Never small.
-I meant the coffee.

-Yes, of course. [laughs]
-[laughs]

-Cheers. [giggles]
-Here's to new beginnings.

So I can turn it like this.
Works like a shield.

Say he throws something...
[makes whipping sound]

-Whaa!
-[gasps]

[both laugh]

This is dangerous.

-Huh!
-[screams]

-Large coffee with rum? Hmm?
-[laughs]

[laughs sarcastically]

-For the nerves. Strictly medicinal.
-[Stéphanie] Yard time.

[JP] Comes with the Jean-Patrick special.
-[inspector laughs]

-So, you want one?
-Yeah.

[JP] That's what I'm talkin' about.

Everything good over there?
Hope we're not interrupting.

Because if you don't mind,
I'd like my colleague back.

We've got inmates to escort to the yard.

-And you are?
-Stéphanie Moreno. Why do you ask?

You think I'm scared of you?

Like, ooh, just because you dress nice
and smell good, talk all proper, huh?

Do you think you're above the rest of us?

[scoffs] Gold digger.
Come on, come help me out.

I can't just leave her all alone. I--

No, go ahead, Jean-Patrick.
I'll stay with her.

Uh...

Careful with this guy, okay? Six months
under me and he's still a disaster.

-I already read your report.
-It's all an act with him, okay?

Don't believe a word
that comes out of his mouth.

Oh, really, now?

So you didn't use excessive force
when you shot Maillard?

What?

You didn't trigger a riot by refusing
an inmate the right to wear shorts?

You got it wrong. The riot was JP!

Oh, right. Blame it all on JP, huh?

Come on, you can't seriously believe him?

He's a liar, a damn slacker
who'd do anything to avoid work.

-He's just like them.
-Don't be lazy like that, man.

So it's true.

Jean-Patrick told me you were r*cist,

but I thought you'd at least have
the decency to pretend otherwise.

What? Huh? No, not at all.

What I'm telling you is,
he doesn't belong with us.

Doesn't belong?

Well, nice. Well, this is gonna look
just great in your file. Hmm? Exceptional.

Uh, Jonathan Maillard is Corinne's son.

What? Her son?

Oh, come on.
Okay, this is getting out of hand.

You can't believe
every rumor you hear.

-[knocking]
-[warden] Come in.

Who is this?

Do you know her? Some kind of connection?

-Personally?
-[nspector] Mm-hm.

Her name's Corinne Brigitte
Bénédicte Maillard.

Her maiden name's Garcini.

Born May 5th, 1980,
in Vendôme, central France.

She has a cat named Poppy.
And she's my mother.

[scoffs] We don't even look alike.

[Corinne scoffs]

I was just doing my job.
Sorry for actually doing it properly.

Then she even said we'd go find her
in Africa, just the two of us.

[Corinne groans]

Such an imagination.

Hey, hey, hey!

That's not allowed.

She's the one who gave it to me.
She even sent me nudes.

-Obviously they weren't hers, though.
-[warden] Show me.

-They're in your messages?
-Yeah, Sabryina94.

[warden] Oh. Sabryina.

Oh, right. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Oh. Oh, wow there. [chuckles]

Oh, yeah. Well, I'll be damned.

-Corinne, what were you thinking?
-[sniffs]

Every single day it was,
"Let me see your p*ssy!"

I wanted him to stop asking!
Everything I did was for his well-being!

Without Sabryina,
he'd never have gone back to school.

He'd never have graduated.

Maybe Sabryina was a lie, but
every word she said, I really meant it.

[whimpers] I'm proud of you,
and I really do believe in you.

Thanks. Take him back to his cell now.

Go ahead and take him.

Kids are too coddled these days.

That's why they think
they can get away with anything.

I was abandoned when I was three,
and look how I turned out.

Senior officer. [chuckles]

Proof a family isn't all that necessary.

[inspector] So, not only
did you commit a serious breach,

you also put your son's life in danger.

In just one year,
he went from petty crook to full-on thug,

-and you helped get him there.
-Oh, come on, he's made a lot of progress.

He's got a job lined up
and a place to live.

During his incarceration,
he was dealing drugs,

attempted to break out,
took a person hostage.

According to several witnesses,
he also started the riot.

So he'll face a disciplinary hearing
like any other inmate.

I'm sorry, but you can kiss any chance
of early release goodbye.

No, I'm begging you, please!
Anything but that!

No, don't punish him.
It's me. It's my fault.

You're right.
You share some responsibility.

That's why you're suspended.

Pending the outcome
of my investigation, of course.

[Corinne sobs]

Uh... excuse me.

[Corinne continues sobbing]

And so, uh, who's replacing her?

And you say there's nothing
between you and Stéphanie?

No. [laughs]
No, there's nothing with Stéphanie.

She's like my sister.

That being said,
we did kiss at the Christmas party,

but she was wasted, so that doesn't count.

Plus, I know her boyfriend.
You don't do that.

We go way back in this place.
There's a code. You know what I mean?

What do you mean? He worked here?

No. He was an inmate.

Ah.

-Ah, Stéphanie! Perfect timing.
-Sorry, I don't have time.

No, no, no, no. One second.
Just a tiny second.

I wanted to let you know, I've learned
that you're dating Samir Fayed.

Since he's an ex-con, that goes
in the report. There'll be an inquiry.

Anyway, I won't keep you any longer.
Have a nice day.

[Corinne grunting and yelling]

[screams]

[Corinne] No, my father and I
don't speak anymore.

He was always telling me
I wasn't cut out for this job.

[sighs]

No, come on, don't let her get you down.

Don't let that stupid b*tch
push you around.

Whoa, easy there. That's a bit much.

Yeah, sorry, it's just...
something about that creepy woman bugs me.

-Oh, yeah, I hate her.
-Mm-hm. Mm-hm.

Well, I see what's going on.
You're a bit jealous, aren't you?

-Jealous?
-Yes.

-Of what?
-Oh.

You think I don't see
what's going on with you and JP?

-[laughs] With JP?
-Yes.

-[laughs] No, no, no, no.
-Hmm.

No, not at all.
Besides, I already got someone.

[door opens]

Here, Corinne. I brought you
a cardboard box for your stuff.

What? Yeah, okay, relax. I'll do it later.

Oh.

The thing is, um,
as interim head of detention,

I'm gonna need to commandeer the office
right now, if you don't mind.

Uh...

Yeah, but...

Speaking of which,
I wanted to talk to you.

-Mm-hm?
-Um...

About Jonathan's disciplinary hearing.

-Hmm.
-If you could go a little easy on him.

Okay? Because he's up
before the judge next month.

-I wouldn't want this going on his record.
-Sure, sure. I hear you, I hear you.

Unfortunately, as acting head
of detention, I have to make my mark.

You understand? If I want people
to respect me, I have to be ruthless.

I'll make him an example.

There you go.

Yeah, she knows about me and Samir.

I didn't say a thing, man.
On my mom's life, on the Quran, I swear.

I know you didn't.
It's gotta be Jeff, for f*ck's sake.

Jeff, yeah.
f*ck, that guy's such an as*h*le.

-[groans]
-Come on, don't stress.

I'll straighten this out.

What are you gonna do, threaten her?

Don't worry about it.

[Stéphanie grunts]

Thank you.

Knock it off. I mean, come on,
we're coworkers, that's all.

He's pretty cute, though.
Don't misunderstand me.

[giggles]

Oh, well.

Hmm.

-Oh! Good evening, Stéphanie.
-Good evening.

-How are you?
-I'm okay.

You owe me one.

Ah.

Come on, Corinne.
This is ridiculous. Time to clear out.

No, I will be staying put.

-This is still my office.
-But you've been suspended.

It's only precautionary.
We'll have the findings tomorrow.

[clattering]

Oh! [grunts]

-Hey, 109! Get that guy from Marseille!
-Yeah, the squatter!

DEPUTY DIRECTOR
MRS. MAILLARD

[officer] Control,
inmate movement to medical.

I was looking for Jean-François.
What are you doing here?

[Control] Medical transfer received.
Go ahead.

-I'm waiting for your conclusions.
-Are you, now?

-Mm-hm.
-Well, turns out you're not the only one.

The head of prison administration's coming
to make a personal appearance.

I'm glad you stuck around.

No, because my original plan
was to expand the north wing, you see.

-Mm-hm.
-But you know how it is.

So, if you could put in a word
with regional management...

Right? Maybe get us
a little funding. Yeah?

-JP?
-A million, million and a half?

-Shh, shh.
-[warden] For them, it's next to nothing.

-But for us it'd make all the difference.
-Yeah.

-Hello, hello. Hello.
-[officers] Hello.

Jean-François Muller, acting
head of detention. It's an honor, sir.

-Yes, hello. Which way is it?
-This way.

It's a childhood dream. For reals.

We're talking about
the head of prison administration here.

That means there's no one...
no one else above that.

"The concealment
of that family relationship

not only endangered those involved

but also undermined
the integrity of the institution."

"Therefore, I recommend
the dismissal of Ms. Corinne Maillard,

effective immediately."

[sighs]

Okay, you done? Can we move on now?

Uh, yes.

And just for the record, what exactly
do you know about... about prison?

Huh?

No, because you come in here with
your big ideas and your big principles.

What do you know about
what it's really like out there? Huh?

I'm not your... some fancy academy
graduate. I started at the bottom, okay?

First I was a correctional officer,

then a senior officer,
then head of detention.

And then after that,
I became prison governor.

So just let me tell you something.

If we start firing everybody who's
even remotely connected to an inmate,

there won't be anybody left
to run these prisons, believe me.

Wait, I mean, come on. There was still
a serious security breach, wasn't there?

[high voice] "A serious security breach.
A serious security breach."

Of course there are security breaches.

A prison without flaws
isn't run by human beings.

At the end of the day,

we're talking about a mother
trying to protect her son here.

Uh, the parenting part already went wrong.

Give her a chance
to get the rehabilitation part right.

-Right? Okay.
-She committed a serious offense.

-She has to be forced out.
-Sure.

And I suppose you're the one
who's gonna replace her?

You don't think we've already got
enough trouble recruiting staff as it is?

Give me a break.

This facility has the lowest
recidivism rate in the whole damn country.

-Amen to that, sir.
-You don't change a winning team.

And if we had just a tiny little bit
more money, we'd work miracles.

-Anyway...
-[inspector] Mm-hm.

-Mm-hm.
-It's still going in my report.

Yeah, sure, be my guest.
Put it in your report.

Then leave it on my desk
when you're done. There.

All right, thank you everybody.
Keep it up.

-You're all doing excellent work.
-Thank you, sir.

Before I go, though, I'd like a quick word
or two with this inmate Maillard, right?

-The one behind this whole mess.
-Of course. I'll... I'll take you to him.

-Thank you.
-Follow me.

Yes.

Well, I hope you have a spectacular day.

-You too. Thank you very much.
-Thank you.

-Thanks.
-Thank you so much.

Anyway, it's a real honor
to have you here, Mr. Garcini.

Yeah.

You'll see
he's not the sharpest knife in the drawer.

Yeah, well.

-Hey, Grandpa, what's goin' on?
-You got yourself in trouble again.

Corinne!

Corinne. Corinne.

I'm really sorry
things turned out this way for you.

Let's not end on this note.

So what do you say
we go grab a little drink?

And with everything that went on,
you never even got to see the garden.

Oh, please. You don't see
what's happening here, Corinne?

Again, you're escaping
the consequences of your actions.

It appears your son's gonna escape
the consequences of his actions.

You really think
you're doing him a service?

It's no surprise he's in prison today,
with a mother like you.

Goodbye. Safe trip home.

Well, good riddance.
I thought she'd never leave.

[chuckles]

By the way, boss, about yesterday.

Everything I did
was just to throw her off the scent.

Of course, if the kid had been up
before the board,

you know me,
I would have helped him out.

[door buzzes]

-So, the gold digger finally gone?
-[Jeff] Yeah.

And she won't be back anytime soon,
believe me.

Congratulations, Jean-Patrick.
You're promoted to senior officer.

-Thanks, boss.
-Oh, don't mention it. Happy to do it.

This is a nightmare.

CHENOISE DETENTION CENTER PRISON AREA
NO ENTRY

[sighs] What do you say we grab a drink,
just me and you?

[horn beeps]

Uh... Sorry, but I've got other plans
tonight. If you know what I mean.

Anyway, have a good night.

-You okay?
-Yeah.

-You gonna put it in the trunk?
-Yeah, let's do it.

[sighs]

[sighs]

{\an8}DISCIPLINARY COMMISSION

"Due to mitigating circumstances,

no charges will be filed
over your involvement in the prison riot."

"However, due to a conflict of internet
caused by the presen--"

-Conflict of interest.
-It says "internet."

Okay. Oh, yeah.

"However, due to a conflict of interest

arising from the presence
of a member of your family

on the administrative staff
of this correctional facility,

we are required to transfer you
to another facility, effective tomorrow."

"We hope that you will view this measure
not as a punishment

but rather as an opportunity
for a fresh start."

"Please accept the expression
of our warmest regards."

"I love you. Your mom."

[♪ emotional music]

Well, yeah, I'm hopeful.

I think now he'll stay out of trouble
and have a chance to turn his life around.

That's why we do this job.

-I wish you the best, man. Later.
-Thank you.

-To help people change.
-I'll let you know, don't worry.

Thanks a lot.

[Corinne] Anyway, now...

Sign here.

...it's not in my hands anymore.
He's an adult.

Here you go, chief. Large black, no sugar.

[JP] All set?

I gotta let him make his own choices,
his own mistakes.

In a way, it's almost like he's free.

[Corinne sighs]

Mmm. [kisses] Go on.

That's what prison is, really.

[engine starts]

Doors opening, doors closing.

Pages turning.

Stories being written.

And us, uh... we stay here.

[♪ emotional music]