01x03 - Episode 3

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PREVIOUSLY

Zoé Isabelle Levy, 45 years old.

-Why is he acting weird?
-They found his wife on this beach.

-You have the Zoé Levy file?
-Be careful.

Mélanie?

It's 2025.

'98.

Am I really going to die in 11 days?

We can stop it from happening.

That ring with the pearl on it.
It's not mine.

It wasn't an accident.

You were m*rder*d.

-Do you recognize this ring?
-Zoé didn't wear rings.

Mélanie and Zoé may not be
his only victims.

Nolwenn Gakou.
She died on February 3, 2020.

-Shall we brief boss lady?
-Boss lady?

My captain is called Le Goff. Now we have
a woman called Yasmine Ben Salem.

She seems to know me well,
but I have no memories with her.

There must be loads of butterfly effects.

-This is Éva.
-Did you and Flo split up?

I ruined Nathan and Florence's life.

If we change the past,
I could lose my wife and son.

Someone said Ludo would rebuild his life.

She told me his wife's name.

Sir, I need information
about a young migrant.

I only know her name.
She's called Parvana Rabani.

Go, France!

Hey, Mélou!

Mélanie Béguin,
as a French soccer specialist,

your prediction for tonight's final?

3-0 for France.

Don't take my computer without asking.

You got that?

Sam?

Go get dressed. We're running late.

You don't need to hide them. It's okay.

You're allowed to look at your memories.

The night of the final,
I told Mélanie I wanted another child.

A boy.

I wanted us to call him Zizou.

What did she want to call him?

I don't know.

If you could go back in time

and warn your family about the b*mb,

would you do it?

Of course.

But if they'd survived, I wouldn't have
come to France. I wouldn't have met you.

And we wouldn't have had Mbappé.

Parvana Rabani, please follow me.

Are you sure this isn't a big risk?

The investigation has stalled.
This is all we have.

Fine. We'll send you the report.

Have a good day, Your Honor.

Don't worry, Forrest, I'm on it.

Captain, where's Casseron?
Isn't he doing the interview?

No, he's at the hospital.

His wife's waters broke
when the final kicked off.

He was fuming!

And where's Nathan Leroy?

Ludovic can't do the interview.
He's not working on this case.

And we're married.
We can't work together. It's not ethical.

But this is down to you.
You wanted it to happen quickly.

We're stuck. Leroy is on vacation.

There's only Ludo. What can I say?

Parvana Rabani. Is that it?

Okay.

Can we get you a coffee?

No? Nothing?

-What are you doing?
-The lab found prints on Nolwenn's ring.

And? Any matches?

f*ck. No. Nothing.

Agathe?

-You digitalized Nolwenn's file?
-I gave it to my imaginary colleague.

Meet Jean-François.
We were at college together.

I give him a call
when I have too much work.

Well, no.

I'm working on Mélanie's file.
I can't do both at the same time.

-I only have one pair of hands.
-I know we're asking a lot.

I really appreciate all your hard work.

But…

-You're the best VR technician in Brest.
-The only one.

That too.

These old files take ages.
They didn't have drones.

I have to scan all the photos
to put the images together.

I have to re-encode the videos
and digitalize them.

-Reconstruct the crime scene--
-Got it.

-How long before Mélanie's file is done?
-Two days.

-Two days?
-Two days.

Should I prioritize Nolwenn's file?

-No.
-Yes.

Yes. We need it.

We're not going to find anything new
with Mélanie.

No, I don't agree. No.

Mélanie was most likely the first victim.
The guy was inexperienced.

He must've made some mistakes.
We're more likely to find something.

Okay. What do I do?

Keep going with Mélanie.

Yeah, go ahead.

I'm going. Jean-François, you coming?

Ms. Rabani, you're 18 years old.
Born in Kabul, right?

Did you come to France with your family?

They died in a b*mb attack.

-Is the coffee for you?
-Yes.

-Thanks.
-Do you know him?

Yes, he's my neighbor.

He's your neighbor.
When was the last time you saw him?

I don't know. A month ago, maybe.

I don't remember.

Do you know what he does for a living?

No?

He steals goods from containers
then sells them.

He did it again three weeks ago.
It went wrong and someone died.

You still don't know anything?

No.

You're not helping us.

You're waiting to get
your residence permit?

That can take time.

If you send me back there, I'll die.

Ludo? Come here.

Stop the interview. I got it wrong.
She has nothing to do with Omar.

Is this a joke?

You requested this interview.

Yeah. I messed up, like I said.

Hang on.

Tanguy calls me this morning,
the day after the World Cup, no less,

even though I'm not involved in the case,

because you asked him to,
and now you change your mind?

Mélou.

I know you.

What's going on?

Is this case stressing you out?

It's not work. It's something else, right?

No, it's this g*ng business.

The investigation stalled ages ago.
It's hell.

I had this girl called in for no reason.

Okay. See you at home tonight?

Hey, Mélou?

We're world champions!

Have you read Nolwenn's medical file?

Bruising, fractures, fractures, bruising.
This girl spent her life in hospital.

She gives some dumbass explanation
every time. A domestic accident. A fall.

-Her boyfriend was beating her up.
-For sure.

Seen the name
of the guy who went with her?

Sébastien Brisset.
What do we know about him?

He was her boyfriend.

He's on file for sexual as*ault.

What's the charge?
Do we have fingerprints?

No, just a logbook.

Why the f*ck didn't they question him?

He has an alibi.

He was at the markets.

Off the books.
He might not even have been there.

f*ck!

There's a Brisset jeweler's, Siam Street.

Do they sell the pearl ring?

-They don't have a website.
-Let's go.

If we get his fingerprints, we'll know.
Kim, find Brisset's phone number, please.

Let the judge know too.

Your Honor.

So, the Afghan girl?
Did you get what you wanted?

Yes.

I booked a table for our lunch.
On the 18th.

I thought we could go for a drink
before that?

Sorry. I don't have time.

Hold on. I don't quite get
what you just said there.

I go out of my way for you, and nothing?

I'm married, Nicolas.

I gotta tell you! Last night was so great.
The guy was lovely.

Intelligent, good-looking.

And at the third goal, he kissed me.

Yeah. Just don't get too carried away.
You know you do sometimes.

It might not have meant anything.

-But the feeling was there…
-Did he ask to see you again?

No.

He has my number. He'll call.

Up to you.
I still think you should meet Nathan.

Nathan? Ludo's douchebag friend?

Yeah. First, he's not a douchebag.
Not really.

-He's not, I swear.
-Didn't he make a move on you?

That was five years ago. He was drunk.

-We're just friends.
-Yeah?

He was disappointed you didn't come.
He was on my case the whole night.

-Really?
-He's a great guy.

He's handsome, exactly your type.
He's funny.

And he has a motorbike.

He's looking for something serious.

I don't know… I mean…

The four of us could go for a drink.
With Ludo.

We could even go for dinner.

JULY 13, 1998

Tomorrow night?

Okay.

Who's it for?

It's for…

a friend.

-May I?
-Yes. Of course.

Thanks.

-This design sells well?
-Yes.

Our clients really love that ring.

-Have you been selling it long?
-Since the business opened in '98.

It's our own design.

-Kind of your signature design.
-Right.

When was the last time you sold this ring?

It sells very often.

Is that your son?

Sébastien? Do you work together?

-Sometimes.
-It's nice to work with family, isn't it?

I've always found
that family businesses have a soul.

I HAVE NOTHING ON BRISSET

You can see it in the product.

-Don't you think?
-Yes, absolutely.

Do you happen to know the ring size of…

Commanders Béguin and Leroy.
We need to speak to your son.

-Where can we find him?
-Wait, but why?

I'm sure my son's done nothing wrong.

We'll check.
Can you give us his phone number?

I can't help you, sorry.

Meaning?

You don't know your son's phone number?

I must ask you to leave now. I have work.

-Of course. Thanks anyway for…
-What are you doing?

This is a m*rder case!

Obstructing an investigation is a crime.
What's the pin? 1234?

What are you doing, Ludo? Stop it!

Sorry to trouble you, madam.
We're leaving. Thanks.

What got into you? You blew our cover!
Why did you tell her?

She's jerking us around!
She knows where her son is!

-We're going back in.
-Stop your bullshit. You're staying here.

-What are you doing?
-Calling the boss. We need a warrant.

This is against procedure!

Who cares? We're this close
to nailing Brisset. We can't wait!

Wait for what? What do you want?
To close this case in two days?

Where are you going?

Is that him?

Yes.

With the warrant,
we can interview his mother,

find him, and get his prints.

You can't do that by the 17th.
We only have four days.

At least we have a lead.

We have a suspect.

We can do this.

Were they already together in '98?

Yes.

I can push her
to file a complaint against Brisset.

No.

-Yes.
-No, you can't do that.

Yes. That way you'll have prints in 2025.

You can compare them
to the ones on the ring.

I don't agree.

What if you meet him?
He could be your k*ller.

It's too dangerous.

I can't do nothing.

That woman was m*rder*d, like me.
She has a right to know, a chance to live.

In '98, Nolwenn was
a psychology student in college.

She was first hospitalized that same year,
in March. Four months ago for you.

Ludo? The boss wants to see you.
Judge Ifrah is here.

-Is there a problem?
-I have to go.

Meet you here at 11:00 p.m.? As usual?

Mélou.

Be careful.

Honestly, I'd love to know.

What did you think would happen?

Yes, that's right! Warrants are pointless.

You can just go
into old ladies' jewelry stores

and steal their phones!

That lady's brother is a lawyer.

Too bad. You should've taken her phone.
She wouldn't have called him.

-If we'd had the warrant earlier--
-Commander Béguin understands his mistake.

He agrees
to meticulously follow procedure.

From now on.

This is more than a procedural error.

You use force. You reveal
details about the investigation!

You damaged the case!

I'm sorry,
but I want you off this investigation!

No, wait.

I messed up.

In five days,
my team has already found a new victim,

fingerprints, and a suspect.

But you've lost perspective, Béguin.

You're too close to this.

You can't deny it's good work.

We're talking about my wife's m*rder.
I care more than anyone!

What I suggest is for me
to brief you on the progress of the case.

Commander Béguin will go home.

He'll take tomorrow off.

To get a bit of distance
before he goes back into the field.

Sound good?

Béguin.

-You okay?
-I just got sent home.

Parvana?

Parvana?

Parvana!

Parvana!

Sam!

-Juju?
-Dad? Why are you back now?

This can't be happening.

I'm taking a little break.

You have no idea
how many resumes I sent this morning.

You live here?

Honey, I--

The number you have dialed
is not in service.

Morvan Hospital.

Yes. Hi, I'd like to speak
to Parvana Béguin, please.

Béguin.
There's no one here by that name, sir.

Yes, there is. Please check.

Hold on.

Parvana Rabani.

Yes. Parvana Rabani, yes. Who is calling?

REGIONAL UNIVERSITY HOSPITAL

Hello. Parvana Rabani, please.
She works here.

Yes, you are?

A friend. A close friend.

She's in the OR.
You can wait in reception.

-It'll take a while.
-No.

I'm a police officer.
Which room is she in?

The third-floor operating room,
at the end of the corri--

No, sir, wait, please!
It's for medical personnel only! Sir!

RESTRICTED ACCESS

Sir?

You can't stay here, I'm sorry.
Family members stay in the hallway.

Sir?

Sir, stay with me. Do you hear me? Sir!

For f*ck's sake, Nolwenn!
You're always reading. It's annoying!

-Do you want a drink?
-No.

Let's get out of here, then.

-I'm just going to the bathroom, okay?
-Okay.

-Are you okay?
-Yes.

-Would you like a tissue?
-No, I'm fine, thanks.

I went through the same thing with my ex.

What?

He'd hit me.
Then he'd say sorry and do it again.

It went on for years.

It won't ever stop.

You have to report him.

I can come with you.

No, thanks. I don't need help.

-He's going to k*ll you!
-What?

Hello?

I'm in the bar at the port.
A woman's being assaulted. Come quick!

Hey! Does it turn you on to hit
your girlfriend? To mess up her face?

What? You're nuts!

Leave it. Let's go.

I know you're the reason
she was in hospital in March.

-Are you mad?
-You say you love her, but you don't care!

Shut the f*ck up.

Stop it. She's crazy. Let's go.

You sorry loser.

A coward! A piece of sh*t!

-Stop! Seb!
-Let me go!

Stop it!

Stop it! That's enough!

Seb, stop!

Let go of me!

Calm down! Please, leave her!

Feeling better?

-Here's your glass of water.
-Thanks.

Call if you need me.

-Hello?
-What the hell are you doing?

Ben Salem suspended me for the day.

What? I'm with Kim.
We've been waiting at the surf club.

At the surf club?

Nolwenn's. We have to interview
the people at the club.

-We're starting without you.
-Hold on.

-You're not looking into Brisset anymore?
-Brisset?

Nolwenn's ex?

His prints don't match. It's not him!

We have Brisset's prints?

Have you had a stroke?
He was in our files!

Mélanie reported him in '98.

Right. Of course. I remember.

What was the charge again?

For as*ault, Ludo. Hey, wake up!

We'll interview them without you.
We'll fill you in.

-He makes no sense!
-Yeah, he's all over the place.

He owes me 50 bucks
for the gift we got the boss.

And so do you.

Shall we go?

It didn't work?

It did, but it's not Brisset.

Let me see.

How are you feeling? Does it hurt?

It's nothing.

It's no big deal.

What have we done?

I've lost everything.

Parvana…

She doesn't know who I am.

I've lost my son.

f*ck.

We must have messed up somehow!

I don't know what it is, what we did,
but somewhere, we really messed up.

Did…

did something happen?

Mélou.

Did you do something?

Did you do something to Parvana?

I brought her in for a criminal case.

I'm sorry. I didn't think it…

You interviewed her.

You did what?

You brought her in?

I didn't want this.

Why did you do this to me?

I just wanted to meet her.

But you didn't take her out for coffee.
You brought her into the station.

And we discussed this.

We discussed this. You promised me.

You did it on purpose.
You wanted her to disappear!

You wanted her out of my life!
That's what you were trying to do! f*ck!

I gave in!

I wanted to see your future wife!
My daughter's stepmom!

Know what your daughter's become
with your bullshit?

When Parvana was in my life,
Juliette was doing well. She was a doctor.

She was independent. She was happy.

Now, at 27 years old,
she hasn't left home yet.

She spends her time holed up in her room,
wearing pajamas.

She smokes joints all day. Guess why!

Because Parvana raised your daughter!

Put yourself in my shoes.

My life is ending in a few days' time.
I panicked!

Try to understand me.

I'm sorry.

Do whatever you need to do.

But you get me my wife and son back.

Do you understand?

You get me my wife and son back, damn it!

You met when she was burgled, right?

I checked. She was never burgled.
She moved out of her apartment beforehand.

The interview must've made her worry
about her residence permit.

I'll make sure she goes back
to her apartment. I'll fix it. I promise.

You'd better.

Mélou! Are you okay?

Are you hurt?
Tanguy told me you'd been assaulted.

f*ck! Who is this guy?
Why did he beat you up?

I'm exhausted. I'm going to bed.

Tell me what happened, damn it!
Who is this as*h*le?

Why did he do this to you?

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to get angry.

I'm sorry.

I'm not angry.

I was just really worried.

You know what we're going to do tonight?

We'll have a TV dinner.

TV dinner with a little hot chocolate,
just the way you like it.

Can we watch Forrest Gump?

You're unscrupulous. At every opportunity.

ANTR'AIDE MUTUAL AID ASSOCIATION

THE RIGHT TO LIFE IS PROTECTED BY LAW
WE'RE ALL CITIZENS

Can I ask you for a favor?

Listen, the state your face is in,
of course you can ask me for a favor.

Plus, you brought croissants.
I'm listening.

There's a young Afghan woman.

She's a witness in one of my cases.
I need to talk to her.

I don't know where she's gone.
She has no papers. No one.

I need to find her.

You could try swinging by
the squat in Recouvrance.

I was wondering…

if I find her,

can you help her get her residence permit?

Is that all? Her residence permit.

I don't get it.
Since when do judges care so much?

Is this new?

Please. She's 18. She's all alone.

Who is this girl to you?

Well…

Forget it.

Hey, it's okay. I'll help you.

I mean, I'll see what I can do.

Not right now
because right now I don't have time.

I have a croissant to finish.

After that, I'll get to it.

Thanks.

Are you feeling better today, sir?

Are you here to see family?

My wife.

Is that kabuli?

Yes. You know it?

My wife is from Afghanistan.
She likes cooking.

I know it.

I like it because
she always adds preserved lemons.

That's funny, me too.
It's my favorite part.

You remind me of her.

You have the same expression.

Resolute.

Like our son.

But he prefers fries.

I get his point.

-I'm trying to learn Dari.
-Really?

I'm not at that level. I haven't…

I just know a few words.

"I love you, my love."

Your pronunciation is excellent.

-Hello.
-Hello.

Hello.

Parvana?

Who are you?

I'm an examining magistrate in Brest.

I told the police. I don't know.
It has nothing to do with me.

I know. I'm sorry.
We shouldn't have called you in.

You can go back to your apartment.
The police won't bother you.

I'd rather not.
I don't want to be connected to Omar.

I guarantee you won't have any problems.

I took your name off the file.

Here.

This association will help you
with your residence permit.

Can I drop you there?

Why are you doing this for me?

Maybe one day you'll help me?

Aren't you getting Sam?

f*ck.

f*ck!

-I've missed you!
-I just went to get some sugar!

-f*ck, I love you!
-Me too.

I love you.

I love you. I can't live without you.

I love you!

I love her! She's my wife!
She went to get some sugar!

Are you going to get Sam?

Yes, I'm going.

-See you later. Yes?
-Yes.

-Okay.
-Bye?

I'm going.

How are you, darling?

I'm fine. How about you?

Well, I'm fine.

No, I was just calling
to see how you're doing.

And how is Noémie?

Sure, she's fine.
I can't really talk now. I'm on duty.

On duty? At the hospital?

Yes, at the hospital.

Great! Okay, I'll call you back.

Yeah. Take care.

See you later!

Yeah. See you!

Come here!

Dad, you're embarrassing me.

Who is she?

That's Nora, my girlfriend.

Just like that? You made up your mind?

Yeah, Capucine was a no-go.
She wants to live on a farm.

So what? Farms are no good?

Well, no. I want an RV, like Nora.

I think we're made for one another.

Sam?

Am I supposed to receive
little love messages from Nora to you,

on my phone?

Buy me a cell phone.

Little prick.

That's it. I won. She's asleep.

Aren't you ready?

Ready for what?

-The evening with Nathan and Flo tonight.
-sh*t, I forgot!

-You were the one insisting on it!
-Yes!

Stop. You're in no fit state to go out.
I'll cancel the babysitter.

But I'm gonna have to go,
or Nathan will k*ll me.

No, stay here!

That way, they'll be alone.

You know, my love.

I don't understand why
you're set on setting those two up.

It'll never work.

Nathan likes motorbikes and beer.
Your friend likes yoga and tomato juice.

Have you seen my yellow sweater?
I can't find it.

No. I haven't seen your yellow sweater.

But your ugly red sweater is there.
It's red. It's ugly.

You'll see about Nathan and Flo.
I'm sure they're already getting it on.

What do I want…

What should I get?

What the hell are they doing?

I'll have this.

Well, yeah, no.

July 14 menu.

They'd do anything to charge more.

For that money, you get
three tricolor flags stuck in your burger.

Typical Ludo. He's always late.

-Same for Mél.
-Yeah?

You might as well show up
30 minutes later.

But, well, as it's Mél,
she gets let off the hook for everything.

-A great match.
-For sure.

I bet they forgot to call the babysitter.

We never do anything
now he has a kid. I love Juju…

Seriously. She's like my niece, you know?

-He never goes out. We never see him.
-Same for Mélanie!

They're preoccupied with the baby.

-Enough already. It's a baby!
-Exactly!

If I had a kid, I'd take him everywhere.

I'd bring him here.
Two cushions, a little beer.

Just chilling with us.

-Should we order?
-Yes.

Excuse me?

Mélou?

-Good evening.
-Good evening.

Did it work?

-Did it work or not?
-Yeah. It worked.

Thank you. Everything went back to normal.

-What are you doing?
-Can you teach me?

Did you steal my service weapon?

I'm scared. What am I to do?

It's dangerous.
You don't know how to use it.

Exactly. Teach me.

-Did you load it?
-No.

I have the b*ll*ts.

The person you are trying to reach
is unavailable.

Leave a message after the tone.

Mélou, it's me. Where are you?

Don't tell me you've gone running.

Call me back.

Okay, now close the cylinder. Great.

Well, show me how you'd take a shot.

Can I aim at the rock there?

No. What if it ricochets?
You'd get hit in the face.

So, where do I aim?

I've missed your fits of temper.

Aim towards the horizon.

Great.

Perfect.

Align your hips with your shoulders.

Relax your shoulders a little.
Loosen them up.

Try to control your breathing.

Great.

Now you're going…

Eyes on the target.

Do you know how to c*ck it?

And now,

with the first phalanx
of your index finger,

you gently caress the trigger.

And very gently…