César Wagner (2020–…): Season 1, Episode 1 - César Wagner - full transcript
(Background conversation,
radio chatter)
You'll get used to the smell.
I see that.
You don't want to wait downstairs?
Isn't the group leader
supposed to be here?
Yeah.
He must have got lost, the asshole.
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Hello, Captain!
-Hello.
You found the victim?
-Affirmative.
I was one of the
first on the scene.
I have to warn you,
it's bad in there.
The guy has been
dead a long time.
I won't go into his current state.
He turned up the heat full blast.
He must've missed Africa.
-A foreigner?
No, a doctor, of the humanitarian type,
back from the Congo, I believe.
Where they have Ebola.
I don't know.
You can imagine, if it's contagious
(high pitched whine begins)
we'll all have to put
on suits and all that.
Shall I let the others
know you've arrived?
Captain?
(High pitched whine stops)
Captain?
Captain?
I forgot something, at the station.
What were the radiators?
I don't know. An
extra thing, fuel oil.
Were his nails cyanotic?
-Were what?
Have Forensics check for tropical diseases
and carbon monoxide.
-Okay.
How are you, Police?
Hi Patrick.
Who's that?
Dr. Beaumont, medical examiner.
Fuck, what is he doing?
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There are 20 minutes left for
Strasbourg to come back.
-Yes, Eric,
they're still trailing 1-0
and haven't found
an offensive solution-
-this failed to put them back in the game
Come on, score, score.
Oh no!
-What a mistake!
-and now it's Babacar who loses the duel.
And the dead man this morning?
Routine carbon
monoxide poisoning. Mmm!
It's a pity. You missed something.
-What?
It was a beautiful body.
Even if the state of decomposition
was a little too advanced for my taste.
When you can't touch
anything because it falls apart
(High pitched whining starts)
is my limit; the jaw
came off in my hand.
(Whine stops)
Sorry! Excuse me, I know
it's a little difficult for some
but don't worry, it will pass.
Not me, I'm not a cop who's... normal?
Eric, we haven't seen a great
game from Strasbourg so far,
Someone is down,
Nicolas, it seems to me-
The referee has stopped play.
What's going on?
Strasbourg's Babacar Sy, I
think he collapsed on his own
And yes, the replay confirms it.
Who is it?
-Babacar.
We have to realize he was very thin tonight.
Eric, he's being taken
off, it looks serious.
Let's hope it's not bad.
(Elise laughing)
But seriously: why have
you come back to Strasbourg?
Tired of tracking down
white collar criminals?
To tell you the truth, I
asked for nothing at all.
Ah.
A change?
Sleep with the wrong person?
-If only!
Actually, they used a problem
I had in Lyon to transfer me.
So I got this posting;
it's kind of my last chance.
A problem?
-An exit.
A health problem; sometimes
I get these butterflies-
I don't need to know.
On the other hand,
we can ask for the bill
and then go play
doctor, if you want.
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(Elise presses Stop button)
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What's the matter,
are you claustrophobic?
No no, that I don't have.
Is it my mouth?
I've had no complaints-
-No no no, it's beautiful, your mouth.
So, what then?
Have you ever had mononucleosis?
Huh?
Er, No! Why?
-An illness, a bit...
Sorry, sorry!
Please forgive me,
it's not you, sorry.
What a shame. I love elevators.
Too bad!
(High pitched whine in his head)
I know it sounds strange, but I have
a problem with diseases in general.
You? I hadn't noticed.
Well, we can relax a
little and start over.
OK.
-OK!
(Both mobiles ring)
Hello, where is it?
-In there.
What imbecile moved the body?
It's too complicated
to wait for the coroner?
Good evening doctor. It's me,
the fool. Maybe you'd rather
we had left the body on the
field in front of 25,000 fans?
Yes M. le Substitu, I
would have preferred it, yes.
I could have done the
moving according to the rules.
Captain, may I present Lt. Saskevitch.
Lea.
This is your first day with us?
-Second.
You'd have seen her this
morning, if you had come.
Of course.
We have where it happened?
Yes, this way.
At 6 pm?
Yes, I arrived a bit before.
I walked around the stadium.
Good evening, gentlemen.
Good evening, Captain.
-Good evening, Lieutenant.
Well what do you say?
Greg!
Over here, please.
Boss?
This is Luc Tomasso, he's
in charge of the training center.
I know him.
You know him? I
thought you were new.
It's a long story.
I'll leave you.
How are you?
I can't believe it,
he was a great kid.
From Neuhof, is that it?
A role model, and not the
only one in his neighborhood.
A really good one.
Damn. He had a future, hopes
for the France 20-under team.
The royal road; he was on his way.
-Ah, here you are.
Excuse me.
You were conspicuous by
your absence this morning.
Sorry, I didn't feel well. An
arrhythmia problem, I don't know.
I came to the scene
with Dr. Beaumont.
I don't care about your private life.
I just want a 100% group leader.
This footballer is a hot potato.
The press and everything
will be on our backs.
So solve this fast and well.
-Okay.
See you tomorrow at the autopsy.
Good night.
-Good night!
As usual, please,
we'll keep it simple.
There are a lot of people for an autopsy.
-(Doctor) A 23 blade.
The boss is in charge.
(Doctor) Thanks.
-I bet she'll say she finds something
in 5 minutes.
I never bet.
Pity.
And there it is.
There. As I thought.
Notice the abnormally large left ventricle.
Ventricular hypertrophy:
this caused cardiac arrest and death.
Natural causes, Dr. Stern?
Professor Stern.
My conclusions will
be in the full report, but
yes, hypertrophy is a frequent
pathology in young athletes
and often not detected in time.
I believe all are satisfied with
this conclusion, thank you professor.
M. le Substitu, you'll inform the press?
-Yes.
Excuse me, but will you continue
with the toxicology analysis?
You know the difference
between us, Dr. Beaumont?
I even see 2 or 3.
I know how to control costs.
That's why I'm
department head, not you.
Cause of death is obvious. I'll not
embark on a costly and unnecessary
toxicology analysis.
-Very well; let's go.
Bye!
Bye.
What's the matter with you?
-Nothing.
I just don't want to miss something.
This is my autopsy.
You don't have to question
my every diagnosis. Clear?
Very well; later.
-See you later. Thanks.
Must be a change from the
Financial Brigade, that's for sure.
Offshore accounts
don't have this effect.
With crime, we have to
steel ourselves a little bit.
That won't make me a better cop.
At least try to create some distance.
Yes.
And with your people, how are you?
It's going well.
I'll step in if that's not the case.
Being a group leader in CID is hard.
I know what happened in Lyon.
-That won't happen again.
I hope so.
Otherwise your career as group
leader will end as suddenly as it began;
whatever your connections.
Unchecking the boxes doesn't
mean there's nothing else.
What are you thinking?
I don't know, but he wouldn't be
the first athlete to have a nose full.
Not all athletes are doped up.
No, but it suits everyone:
city hall, the team, your bosses;
and certainly not the reputations
of our circus performers.
You're not into football.
Frankly, guys chasing a
balloon with a hairdressing budget
that exceeds
my annual salary?
No.
You talk with the dead?
I already have trouble with the living so-
Excuse me, I have to sew him up.
What you're looking at is the stomach,
next to it the liver.
-And behind it the pancreas.
You studied medicine?
-As an amateur.
Doctor?
-Hmm?
This intestine doesn't look right.
Indeed, it's not common.
He ingested something.
Romain, a 2 micron please?
The inside is green;
instead of translucent.
Do you have time
to find out what it is?
I'm sorry, sorry, but I have
to close, Prof. Stern's orders.
(scoffs)
Very well, I will share your conclusions
with the city council next Thursday.
Thank you gentlemen.
-Thank you.
M. le Substitu ?
Madam Mayor?
I was at the stadium last night.
Is there news on
the player who died?
The coroner concluded
it was an attack.
It's really bad.
For the family.
That's between us.
Obviously I feel sorry for the family,
and we had bet a lot on this kid
who was a success
story for his heighborhood.
A star and legend.
But you are sure there
is no question of doping?
None.
Thanks.
-Thanks.
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Hypertrophy of the ventricle.
I can't understand the question.
Hy-per-tro-phy.
-I can't understand the question.
Hello.
Hello.
Hello.
Boss?
Can I have 5 minutes to
talk about my role in the group?
Yes-
-(Sneezing)
Sorry.
15 drops, 3 times a day.
Great for colds.
Thanks?
-It's nothing.
Boss?
Anyway.
-(Elise) How are you, Police?
Hello.
-Thank-you.
I'm trying.
I like it. Firm.
We could do incredible
things on a chair like this, no?
Certainly.
You came to give me
the autopsy report?
Stern's report? Who cares?
I anticipated you and took the intestines.
And the burial permit?
I have no info on that.
I found poorly digested plant residues.
Want to smell?
-No, no, I'm good.
What is it?
Once it goes through the digestive
system it's not easy to identify.
Mmm.
-I smelled an herbaceous odor, but what?
What?
Like I know? But Paulo would.
Paulo?
A horticulturist.
We had a thing.
We finally got to roll in his
plants, and he had a lot.
In any case, lemongrass made Paulo beefy.
Am I understanding
you're telling me it's poison?
I think so.
I'd need to screen for toxins.
Your boss already said no.
The boss is a drip. Oh yes.
She doesn't look past the first thing found.
Ventricular hypertrophy; the kid
could've lived a long time with that.
Okay; so...
If I understand correctly, you
want me to investigate further
to validate your theory.
-That's it!
In the meantime I've sent a
sample to a botanist friend.
Paulo?
-Paulo's a horticulturist.
Antoine, a botanist.
From a dating app. Very
nice, but fixated on bondage.
Me, a leg of lamb-
No no no no, that's okay.
Careful, jealousy is bad for the
intestines, liver, the stomach in general.
I'm not jealous.
So much the better.
Better.
-Mmm hmm.
Is this car police-issue?
It's as clean as a cash
register from my mom.
I wash it from time to time.
It's soap.
According to a study
it limits asthma attacks.
You're asthmatic?
No, but 23% of men report
asthma around age 40.
What are we doing here?
To see the Sy family
-The footballer?
For what?
To see where he lived, his friends, his
wives, his enemies, who knows?
Okay;
but we're not supposed
to work on this case?
Come on, get out of here.
I'll be fine, I'm used to it.
This is Euro Disney, next to Marseille.
Are you planning to shoot someone?
No, putting on the
pressure like normal.
Are you going in there?
Yes, I don't want
fridges thrown on us.
What do we do, offer them
ice cream? A football match?
We won't get information
with a gun, OK?
I'm going in alone.
-Huh?
Are you kidding?
So I'll wait in the car?
Sure. Whatever.
What are you doing?
Where are you going?
Uh, I'm Dr. Schweitzer.
I got a text to come
see Babacar's mom.
Your card.
Cops have cards, not me.
Your car and your shoes
don't look like a doctor's,
you got a medical bag?
It's just a visit-
Hey doc: How many bones in a hand?
He's a cop.
-He doesn't know!
-He's lying.
Well, first there are 14
phalange, 5 metacarpal;
there's the scaphoid;
the trapeze; the trapezoid, of course-
Okay doc, you can go.
Thank you sir.
27!
-Huh?
All together. There's 27.
He's special.
Hello?
(Crosstalk)
Madam Sy?
Hello, I'm Cesar Wagner,
I'm the officer investigating
your son's death.
I wanted to offer my condolences.
-Thank you.
An investigation about Babacar?
To try and understand.
Bissap,
tea from hibiscus flowers.
It's very good, try it.
It's all Babacar drank.
Thank you.
What kind of boy was he?
The best.
Everyone loved him.
When he was little I knew
he would do great things.
Babacar was a role model,
it made him happy.
Did you know he
was sick? His heart?
No.
-Did the club do medical tests?
I don't know.
I should have done it,
taken him to the doctor
who might have treated him.
There's no reason
to reproach yourself.
Thanks to you his dream came
true, to become a footballer,
that's not given to all kids.
Thank you.
If something comes back to you about
Babacar, the stadium, or anything else,
here's my card;
someone holding
a grudge, for example.
He didn't die because of his heart?
You know something?
I don't want to miss anything.
Maybe Marko- Markovic!
Someone from the city?
I'm not clear on
Babacar's story with him,
but last year he
threatened to kill him.
Thanks.
I know you can't
tell me everything,
but Babou is all I had.
I would know the
truth, however it looks.
I promise.
So, I want everything you have on
a certain Marko or Markovic, OK?
He's some big shot.
Let me.
Jordan Markovic, on file for
all kinds of trafficking in Neuhof.
Everything is in his file.
-Thanks.
OK, except that the charges
are for the BAC, we can't touch him.
No no, I just want to talk to him.
Good luck, because he moves
between Belgium and Germany.
Captain? Excuse
me, but a guy like him
is like playing with a
gas can and matches.
And I don't need to tell you
if we set the estates on fire
it won't please the
boss, or city hall.
I don't actually understand
how Markovic is involved.
Babacar's death is suspicious,
Marco and he had a dispute,
that could constitute a motive.
Sorry, but there's no
"Babacar case," and we
don't do informal inquiries.
Or am I not seeing it?
OK, message received.
In that case, finish the official part.
We need to finish the paperwork.
I want your progress reports
on my desk, shall we say,
before tomorrow evening.
That's how we play it in Lyon.
Well done, bravo. Happy?
Come on, we've got to do
paperwork because of you.
Guys, explain something:
why do you make him miserable,
because he was made group
leader instead of you, is that it?
You're disappointed, but hey.
Look, Lea, it wasn't right.
He got special treatment.
It'll all come out.
Who by?
Where do you come from?
Mars, or what?
North Marseille, mostly.
Ben, run a check on Wagner
before he came to Strasbourg.
Are we acquainted?
Cesar!
-Yes?
Philo! Philomene
Fischer! Sturm High School!
Yeah! Yeah yeah yeah yeah.
It's been so long.
You came back to Strasbourg?
-Yes.
What do you do here?
I'll guess: medicine? Lawyer?
Go-go dancer?
-Something like that, yes.
Cesar Wagner! This
is such a pleasure.
You know, you were my first guy.
Behind the gymnasium?
Oh, that, that.
-'That'!
Yeah.
-Yeah.
It was during the last summer.
-Agreed, it sure was.
It was your cousin I wanted,
but she didn't look at me,
so you were my fallback.
Ah, yes.
A sacred experience!
Can I get you something?
Green tea.
-I'll get it.
(Truck reverse beeps)
Fuck!
(Truck reverse beeps)
Impound? Captain Wagner,
Regional Judicial Police.
Yes.
Can you send me a tow, quickly?
Today the ice caps are in danger.
Human activity-
HI ANTOINE! HAVE YOU
EXAMINED THE PLANT RESIDUE?
(Text alert)
-CAN YOU PLAY A LITTLE?
I'M IN AN AUTOPSY.
AND MY SAMPLES?
-YOUR PLACE OR MINE?
Asshole.
Understand now?
-Yes.
He didn't get the job classy,
but we have to do our job.
What am I supposed to do,
lie down and accept it?
No, but we're a team. If you have a problem
a problem with the paws not the cat,
you don't tell anyone.
If you have a problem with
the boss, don't tell me.
It's not personal, but this guy's
got no skills, just between us, frankly.
How can you back him?
I support no one.
Enforcing the law, helping people;
there, that means something to you?
I'll tell you something,
if it's who works hardest
versus who goes the
farthest, I'm not interested.
(Text alert)
It's the boss.
-What does he say?
"Send him to me when he arrives."
Send who?
Marco?
Where you going?
-Impound has my car.
A cop says I have to sign
something to get it back.
Which cop?
Commissioner Weiner, I think.
Come in.
Thanks.
Jordan Markovic?
-I want to get my car out.
I have a few questions.
-Ask, I'm not talking
without my lawyer.
The impound paperwork may take a while.
What do you mean 'a while'?
100 euros says Marko tells
him to fuck off in 5 minutes.
OK.
Here we go.
No smoking in here.
Why, you gonna impound
my cigarettes too?
With me.
Better?
Babacar Sy, did you know him?
Babacar Sy?
Everyone knew Babacar.
A role model, it seems.
Well, yeah.
Around here you can
only make it with sports or rap.
Suddenly you resented him.
You can't understand.
I can try.
You know the code?
You're from the ghetto?
It's true I was not born on
an estate, feeling stuck there.
I signed at FCS, but in my
community that isn't done.
Rich people problems.
-Of course.
It doesn't make it more
bearable if you're a kid.
Babacar would have
ended up with problems too.
Babacar already had
rich people problems.
How's that possible
on his trainee salary?
He was buying an
apartment for his mother,
not a studio in Neuhof.
For real, he paid cash.
Why did he threaten to kill you?
He said it was war between you.
War?
You don't understand.
When we're born in the
same shit, it's useless.
We shot at each other,
but I needed to be respected.
That evening, he came over to eat.
Look.
Babacar was my friend.
My only fucking real friend.
Good, they were friends
and Marko was in Amsterdam.
So we forget about it.
There's no crime, the guy
had a heart attack.
Beaumont detected poison.
-Not what the autopsy found.
Poison? Really?
-Yes.
Why not a spell?
What's going on here?
The prosecutor wants the
final report on Babacar Sy.
We have a problem.
The captain invented a crime not in
the autopsy, and is questioning suspects:
Markovic.
Wagner, let's have a one-on-one.
And if you speak to a
superior officer like that again
I'll stick you in Traffic.
Beaumont is confident
the kid was poisoned.
Stern was the one who did the autopsy.
Just that, without completing it.
I should ask for further investigation
because Beaumont is writing a screenplay?
There's Babacar Sy's income,
he paid cash for an apartment.
I need a search warrant,
to investigate the team.
I knew you'd be a nest of shit.
Fine, you're going to wrap up
this case-that-isn't-a-case.
Fast.
What are you going to do?
Right now?
-Yes.
Since my investigation is over,
I thought I'd go see an old friend.
Who fucked up these hitters?
Guys, I'm mad too,
but that's not a reason to
run like chickens.
Come on!
Always so scary with the kids.
Oh. Cesar Wagner.
Biggest regret of my career.
And mine, I always dreamed
of being tattooed.
You'd have made a hell
of a collector. Too bad.
But I imagine it's the cop
who's come to see me.
What do you want?
-A routine investigation.
Don't con me.
Show me his room?
Come on, squeeze! Squeeze!
Brings back memories, huh?
I slept in the one next door.
I remember.
He was wise, any enemies?
No.
A little difficult, but adorable.
Yeah.
The day before matches, you put
the players up here?
No, at a hotel by the stadium.
You stay with them?
-Yes, I keep an eye on them
when they mix.
And the pro group; the day
before, nothing weird?
No, then for once I went home,
a little party with the family.
But nothing abnormal to report.
Was he close to any other players?
No, apart from Theo Grandchamps.
And-
Where can I find Theo?
He left the center last
year due to an injury.
He went back to Neuhof,
I think he has some
kind of food truck.
Cesar?
We know each other?
Christian Haas, club president.
We've crossed paths,
but you preferred football
to your mother's friends.
Yes.
She said she got you promoted.
She said that?
Are you here about Babacar?
I thought that case was closed.
It's going well.
-Good,
my players need calm.
One question.
The club wasn't aware of
Babcar's hypertrophy problem?
We don't test all our trainees.
No, we do that
when they turn pro.
So it would have been
with his first contract;
bad luck.
Sorry, I'm expected.
What can I get you?
-Are you Theo?
I'm taking a break, it
smells too much like chicken.
Melanie.
Sorry, her brother's in the slammer,
she doesn't like cops.
-No one's perfect;
Babacar Sy, did you know him?
Yes, he came here often.
He liked kebabs, an athlete?
No, he came to see me.
You almost turned pro, is that it?
Nothing to do with Bab.
He was a god, even
though there were-
Problems?
Babacar died from his heart, right?
They said so on TV.
He didn't want that to be known.
He knew he was ill?
He wanted to hide it,
but he couldn't with me.
He was in pain.
If those bastards at
the team found out,
they'd have fired him.
Like you?
Like me, yes.
Now I'm here.
But Bab, him, he never
let go of me.
He was calling me, coming to
tell me about his future.
He invited me to the stadium.
You were at his last game?
No, normally I'm on the VIP list,
but that day the
guard turned me away.
Thanks, Theo.
The biggest you ever saw?
-Like that.
That's huge. You'll show me one
one day?
Because I'd like to see an internal cirrhosis.
You'll exhibit it?
I'll close shop!
That's clear!
Ah, the best-looking cop in 6-7.
You're a cop?
Are you blowing up the PV?
Uh...
-I'm kidding, relax.
Something to drink?
-Yes.
And stay awhile, yeah?
So, where are you?
-And you?
Not great. They want me to
complete the investigation.
But I'll continue without
saying anything.
We should know what killed him.
Men, always in a hurry.
I can't run random scans.
I need to know what I'm looking for
to target the right test.
And your botanist?
Antoine? That's dead.
I wouldn't drop my panties
for him, he won't help.
I need a way to force the
prosecutor's hand.
I'll manage;
maybe in Paulo's greenhouses.
You do like men with a green thumb.
Because I am a beautiful plant.
Yes?
-Boss?
I can't anymore with
the paperwork. (Sneezes)
Fuck.
Ah yes, "15 drops."
I'd like to help you.
If you want.
OK.
You still think it's murder?
Because I thought with all the
money around, that could be the motive.
Keep looking for rumors
in the sports press, OK?
OK.
-Thank you.
Madame Sy? Cesar Wagner.
The policeman, that's it.
No, still nothing.
I know, I promised,
but I need your help.
They want to bury the truth!
The police know things
about my son's death,
but the prosecutor
doesn't want to do anything.
Can you explain?
I'm not responsible.
And?
It's between poisoning of Babacar
or the money he was expecting.
-It's not that the death of
this young man isn't a tragedy,
but stirring up a storm over it?
And the truth?
For his family, for kids for
whom he was a role model?
If you're so smart, Captain, tell me:
should we set this city on fire?
Over a simple hypothesis?
To be honest, in this matter
I prefer the certainty of peace
to a hypothetical truth.
This youngster is dead
due to a heart defect.
A kid with a big future
ended up in the ground.
I don't know who killed him or
why, but it wasn't a natural death,
of that I'm certain.
-Hypothesis!
What about the autopsy?
Stern's examination found
nothing suspicious.
If the media find proof
before we do, M. le Substitu,
it won't be a question of honor,
we'll end up exposed.
All of us.
Thanks for supporting me.
-That's OK.
I don't intend to serve as a fuse.
Oh, your mother says you will
make yourself see her, this evening;
"and you will tell him there
is no engraved invitation."
(High-pitched whine starts
in his head)
(High-pitched whine ends)
That's fine, you can get dressed.
My god.
The pain starts here, and spreads.
What do you think? I thought
ventricular hypertrophy maybe.
It happens with athletes.
Yes, you have a problem.
Serious?
Here's the address of a colleague.
A shrink?
I'm not the right person
to solve this problem.
Have you seen someone
about your hands?
They're swollen, a
sign of hyperthyroidism.
So it's either Grave's
Disease or a tumor;
but I'm not a doctor.
There it is, I'm off.
Paulo?
Elise?
It's been ages!
Yes, it's been a while, since
you left me, actually.
I'm happy to see you again.
Me too! It's so beautiful here.
And you're still beautiful.
Flatterer!
Can you do me a little favor?
I suspected it wasn't my beautiful
eyes that brought you back.
I need your help identifying this.
What's this?
A plant, but I can't
figure out which one.
Smells like vomit.
Yeah, it was digested a
little, but don't you smell
a little herbaceous
aroma under it?
Listen Elise, I can't pretend.
Take this thing and go.
-But Paulo,
-You don't realize the harm
you do to those around you.
You're a vampire, Elise, a vampire!
You drink people's
feelings, then let them die!
You possessed me!
You tore out my heart!
How is this used?
-Against rodents.
Highly effective.
And what is it?
Thanks.
Is it true you've received
more information?
Yes. The prosecutor
said I should warn you.
I was assured it was a heart attack.
There's more this evening:
it could be a criminal
act of poisoning.
That's horrible!
If it's criminal, things
will heat up in Neuhof.
All the opposition will be
on me at the next council.
Who's leading the investigation?
Not a cowboy, at least?
(Mobile rings)
Hello.
-Hello, boss?
I reviewed the bank accounts.
Could they have bought Babacar
so he doesn't make the team?
What are you thinking?
Frankly, it's bad everywhere.
I found a trainee who at 18
earns €3000 to €5000 per month.
which is normal when you're not pro.
So?
He has €250,000 in his account.
The money came from Bank of
Luxembourg, a company on Jersey.
I called Finance, they laughed.
I remind you, I came from Finance.
I completely forgot.
Yes, of course.
So we have a recognized footballer
being paid from a tax haven.
I called the club;
it's impossible to get his contract.
€250,000 is not a small amount.
It smells like an unofficial bonus.
Good, Do you want to meet
somewhere and discuss?
It can wait until tomorrow,
tonight I have an unamusing
obligation.
What kind? Dentist?
-Worse.
Good evening, Marie-Ange.
-Good evening, son.
A month since your return,
you could have come to see me.
I've been busy.
Too busy to answer my calls?
My new job is busy.
Ah.
Here we are.
I sense a reproach.
It wasn't easy to get you
out of the trap you got into.
Now I have to send
the elevator back down.
I didn't ask you for anything.
-Ha!
You should have, and sooner.
I could have told you that
you were making a mistake.
I denounced a big crook.
-And not just any!
Your superior!
What's the difference?
He was using seized money;
should I have done what he did?
That's not what I'm saying.
My son, you don't have
an ounce of political sense.
I'll leave you.
Ah, well not precisely, you left,
otherwise we would not be here.
And with what result?
He got a few months
of suspension. And you?
I paid for my mistakes.
-There it is!
You know what I mean.
After we play vigilante, we don't
have the right to make mistakes.
I missed a search,
it wasn't a mistake.
I had a ruptured aneurysm.
Ah.
Your 'illnesses.'
I had all the symptoms.
in any case they served.
Why am I telling you this?
No, fine, Cesar, you're right.
Let's not bicker.
Come on.
Sit down.
Are you living downtown?
-Mmm hmm.
There's a place for you here.
You know?
Good evening.
Do you remember Christian,
the owner of the Fever?
We saw each other briefly.
-Evening, Cesar.
Good evening.
I took the liberty of inviting you both;
I think we had better talk together.
Sorry, I can't discuss the case with you.
No, of course; we're both professionals.
Listen, I know politics
hold no interest for you,
of which I despair,
but we worked a lot with this young man,
and it is starting to bear
fruit for his neighborhood.
How does this concern me?
Well, we do a lot of social
work, city hall and the team,
it'd be a shame to spoil it.
Death from natural causes
would be better.
Yes.
No.
-If it was an illness...
It's not that.
Listen, Cesar: do your investigation,
find the culprit, if there is one.
But without delay, please.
It's quiet right now in the neighborhoods,
I wouldn't like an
accident to cause violence.
It won't bring him back.
And so close to the
election. I'm going.
I'll do my job: no more, no less.
Good evening.
Flowers? How nice.
Word of warning: these
leaves can kill a footballer.
It's oleander, Paulo
uses them for rodents.
Death to rats, is that it?
Right,
ordinary smell, bitter taste,
it's poisonous when infused or
swallowed, and can even burn;
it's dangerous.
Do we spend the evening in the hallway,
or will you invite me in?
Are you sure it killed him?
-Yes.
I found traces of oleandrine,
a cardo-toxin from laurels.
It was an extract of this plant that killed him.
Could he have gotten it in bissap?
It's possible,
the acidity of the bissap could
have masked the taste of laurel.
Where is this laurel found?
That's exactly the problem:
it comes from the local florist,
but it is also found
in all garden centers.
Don't move.
Some research with Paulo?
It's not what you think.
And the time of the poisoning?
A few minutes to a
few hours before death,
depending on the dose absorbed.
With his hypertrophy
he had no chance of escape.
What's going on?
I think I have
hypertrophy like Babacar.
Oh, it makes you laugh?
You don't have any
symptoms, that's for sure.
It's not funny.
Cesar, no!
-It's not funny.
Hello.
-Hello.
You've been absent.
In the space of 3 days you did
everything to launch an investigation,
you succeed, and you disappear.
At the station people
are hostile or sick.
Or both.
Did you get what I asked for?
-Yes.
Greg unlocked it.
When do you come back?
-When I find it.
OK.
Come on, let's apply!
In, out!
There you go, good!
Miss the atmosphere?
Babacar was going to sign in England.
How did you know?
There's money in his bank account,
then he downloaded some
apps to work on his English.
The club had settled on
his departure for Wigan,
the table was set.
For Babacar it was a lot of money.
I disagreed, sports-wise it was bullshit.
The club sold him to the highest bidder.
I know.
I tried to convince them to stop.
We don't see a lot
of kids like Babacar,
and they sold him off.
But with his illness,
I understand better.
You didn't know about his heart?
No; no no no, of course not.
But, considering the price
at which he was leaving,
the people in charge
should've known.
It's Haas who decides transfers?
-Yes.
Is there something else I should know?
No.
Hello Dr. Beaumont.
Yeah, I need a favor.
Two in fact, besides des clous.
No, you don't need to use
your relationships.
Thanks, yes. Thanks so much.
Babou.
Oh Babou.
Babou.
Babou.
Thanks for what
you're doing for me.
Babou.
I would like to do more,
but the case is far from over.
Babou.
-It'll be okay.
Wow. You really know how to
console a grieving mother.
I know the theory, the
practice is more complicated.
Fine, that was the first favor,
what's the second?
The club ran medical tests
on Babacar.
In Germany: in a very discreet
sports clinic in the Black Forest.
He couldn't leave for England
without a medical check-up.
Is there a time for the poisoning?
Ah, that. Stern is upset,
therefore it slows down my requests.
I imagined-
-I've set it aside
and we'll discuss it after.
There it is.
I assure you, your support will
be an added value to the club--
and I don't say that
to all our sponsors!
See you at the signing?
Captain Wagner, police.
Sorry Mr. Haas, I
have some questions.
If you prefer we can go to the station.
Very funny, Cesar.
Christine, would you
take the gentleman home?
It was a delight, thanks. Bye.
Sit, please.
A coffee?
You concealed facts in
a homicide investigation.
Fine, let's go.
You knew Babacar Sy was ill,
and the English, did they know?
Listen, Cesar: we may not like it,
but it is money that decides.
When we offer 10 million to one of our nuggets,
we order a health check,
and then we sign them.
And Babacar's tests
revealed his heart problem.
Yes, that was bad for the sale.
Nicely said.
The English are also pragmatic.
They maintained their proposal, but lowered the price.
How much?
2 million.
It's still a lot for a youngster
inexperienced and sick player.
So we accepted.
I will need a copy of the
contract and your schedule.
No way, not without a
rogatory commission.
You suspect me of having
killed one of my players? Why?
For the pleasure of losing 2 million?
I make that in a month.
(Scoffs)
(mobile vibrates)
Excuse me, but I have a club to run.
My best regards to your mother.
Ah!
Very well, and you?
I found something.
Look.
Babacar comes out of
the locker room.
We are 15 minutes before the match,
then down the hall.
He goes out of camera view
for 2:19,
and comes back to the
locker room.
We found nothing suspicious
in the locker room.
No trace of oleander.
OK, so he took the poison
during those two minutes.
Yes, that means it
was someone he knew.
He wouldn't have drunk anything.
Theo, his friend, was turned away.
Ah, wait.
Is that him?
-Yes.
He left. And Haas the president?
He arrived after Thomassot.
Another thing, Thomassot lied.
-About what?
He went home the day
before the match, then after,
he goes to Neuhof, around midnight.
He'll talk in custody.
No, Thomassot can walk
around where he wants, at night.
What's the problem?
He alone could
approach Babacar,
you defend him because
he's your friend?
I believe him incapable of killing.
Otherwise, I'm flexible,
friend or not, OK?
Now I want to know
everything on what Babacar did.
So everyone get back to me, thanks.
So, you ate something in
particular before the match?
No, we used to eat
the same thing together.
He had his drink, the bissap.
The bissap.
-It's authorised?
Before the match, it's forbidden.
He was hitting the wall.
He went out?
He said he was going back to his
City, but he had a story to sort out
with his girlfriend.
I was told you were here.
-Yes.
How are you?
You have news?
Yes, I have two, a
good one and a bad one.
OK.
-I am summoned by the council
of the Order of Physicians.
But with my demonstration
on oleander and
cleavage, it should pass.
You thought to apologize?
And the good news?
So, I was finally able
to do some calculations:
According to me, he ingested the poison
15 minutes before the match.
-15 minutes?
There. you should make
me a love declaration.
Sorry, thank you.
No more fever, chills.
Th th th thank you.
Okay.
He went to see a girl from
his city, Melanie N'Diaye.
It must have been important.
Thomassot was there.
-It's a lot.
Wait. I found it.
I logged her at Neuhof,
I'm sending it to you.
OK, thanks Greg. Where's the boss?
I don't know.
We won't wait for him,
let's go for it.
Isolate on the girl,
we're going to nab her.
Hello.
-Hi
I'll have a kebab with
white sauce, beef.
And; a bottle of water.
-Fuck.
And fries!
Police, stop!
Damn, slow down!
Let go of me!
Stop!
-Fuck!
Calm down!
Why are you struggling?
Easy, I tell you!
Calm down, calm down.
Stand back!
Step aside!
Come on, move away, it's good.
Is there a problem here!?
What's she doing?
-Put that away.
Move away!
Calm down!
-We'll meet again.
That's it, yeah.
You all right?
Stop, it's OK.
-Fuck.
Play cowboy in the city, it can
end badly.
I'm sorry.
OK thanks, I'm waiting for your report.
Hello.
Do you remember me?
I'm sorry for the manner of
your arrest;
but I'm informing you that
you are not in custody.
I know that you don't like the police,
but you can help me,
for Babacar.
Were you together?
He went to you that night. Why?
-Because I asked him.
You're not helping me here.
Did you fight?
I didn't want him to leave.
We were told he was very
emotional after.
Why?
What did you say? It can
be important.
That I was pregnant.
And... how did he take it?
That night, we didn't have
time to talk.
His coach came and took him away.
At the stadium he told me
he wasn't leaving
That we were going to be a family.
Boss?
Thanks.
What?
-I found this in his bag.
In his bag?
Good, go ahead.
Melanie?
Melanie;
We found €5,000 in your bag.
You can explain?
It's my savings.
-Sure, savings.
So this is it: We will take
you into custody,
the judge will give you
a warrant of committal,
and you will end up in a cell.
In prison, there are those who
will love your braids.
Who gave you that dough?
Look at me, answer me!
Who gave you that dough?
Who gave you that dough?
Where did the 5000 come from?
Thomassot.
OK, Thomassot. Why?
What is the relationship, why
is he paying you?
WHY? Why did he give it to you?
He didn't want Babacar to leave.
OK, but he asked you to do what,
why is he paying you?
Melanie, why did he pay you? WHY?
-To say I was pregnant.
Lieutenant. Thomassot is yours.
They really killed Bab?
I'm sorry, I can't say anything.
But tell me at least how did he die?
They made him drink poison.
(Footsteps)
Professor?
I'm sorry, I was wrong to run
analyses without your consent.
Save your excuses for
the disciplinary commission.
You will find something else to
do when you have been struck off.
In the end, he was poisoned.
I was right.
Well, you can put it on your CV.
They're waiting for you.
I found this in Thomassot's
computer.
It was in seized items, I missed it.
Fuck.
I would like you to question him.
-Me?
Mr. Luc Thomassot, you are
in custody;
it is 4:17pm.
I assure you it will be brief.
Fine.
You confirm having given money
to Miss N'Diaye?
I wanted her to help me convince
Babacar to stay here.
€5,000 is quite a sum.
How did that concern you?
I found Babacar, they were going to
take him from me.
Do you know where Wigan is?
No one knows.
And we sold them Babacar.
I imagine you saw that
as a betrayal.
How couldn't I after that?
That doesn't make him a killer.
-Obviously.
The rancor, it grows worse.
How many years has your client
been finding wonders without
really profiting?
It must be hard.
Babacar arrives, an exceptional
kid, your life could have changed.
A beautiful story.
Mr. Thomassot-
-Wa wa wait, I have more.
Do you see this email?
It's a contract.
Your client could not let Babacar go.
You talked about him and
a Spanish club.
It was a golden opportunity for
Babacar, there was money
and a real sporting challenge!
-Calm down.
OK, I think you must have
wanted it for yourself,
a post in Spain, with a little commission
off the top while coaching, OK?
Babacar was also to get a
bonus of €250,000
The pregnant girlfriend story,
that didn't work,
So you got the genius idea to
create a story.
And you told Babacar to worsen
his performance facing the English;
it could have worked.
But there was a problem of dosage.
Babacar has atrophy.
And he dies.
-No! I swear, I didn't kill him!
My client has an alibi.
It could not happen before
the match, you can check.
We will check.
I assure you, Cesar, I wanted
only the best for Babacar.
The kid was practically like my son.
You were right. He killed no one.
Boss?
The questioning of Melanie,
there's something.
She says she saw Babacar at
the stadium,
but she was not invited.
Have you seen her on video?
-No.
She lied?
Or she went home avoiding
the cameras.
She saw Babacar before the game.
We need to ask her; where is she?
-I looked, but she ran off.
Did you say something to her?
Maybe I mentioned the poison.
OK, find her for me.
Boss?
We got the insurance contract.
-OK. Thank you.
Hello, Cesar.
-Hello.
You want to speak with me?
-Yes.
Christian Haas says you've targeted him.
-I'm doing my job.
And you do it so well.
I think so.
But you are wrong about Christian.
He does a lot for the city
and I appreciate it.
Hmm.
-No, he's just a friend.
You choose them badly, your friends.
-And you judge them a bit quickly.
Listen, Cesar.
I know to get to me that you
take it out on him.
So, forget about it.
Even if he's guilty?
-Impossible.
Why? He lies, he obstructs
my investigation,
he has no alibi for before the game.
-Hmm.
You know why he didn't
give you his alibi?
No.
-To protect me, it's me,
I'm his alibi.
We had dinner and he drove me
to the game.
He's more than a friend, then.
-Let's say he could become that.
He's smart, funny, honest,
and upright.
Do you know what this is?
An insurance contract.
Haas took it out when he found out
Babacar was ill.
He sent an edited medical report,
a lucrative little scam.
It will reach several million.
Don't enjoy this too much.
Hi!
-Hi. He's down there.
It's not as bad as the office.
-I risk seeing my mother there.
And Melanie?
-No.
but we see her on a stadium
video, she was
in the boxes.
-She didn't lie.
No, no but the rest-
2 months ago, she had another guy.
I don't know who he is.
And then, she snags a football star.
Then it's only her who says
he was going to stay.
-She kills him because he abandons her?
Angry, yes, but poisoning
is premeditated.
No, it's important, now there's
a third person, the ex,
Babacar's story was about ass.
Of heart.
-Of heart.
I have to check something
with Beaumont.
Watch the food truck
and find out who her ex is.
OK. Wait!
What about Babacar's medical records?
-Ask the insurance company.
What the hell are you doing!? Open up!
I know you're there!
Open!
Elise?
Are you OK, Elise?
Were you crying?
I'm dead.
I'm going to be fired.
Is it Stern?
-Mmm.
I should make her eat her pearls.
Good, I'll say it's all my fault.
No, I'll ask my mother
to intervene.
You have a sense of sacrifice.
Yes, it's in my nature.
I need you there.
Me too.
No, professionally.
What do you want to know?
There's something I don't
quite understand.
When I told you I had hypertrophy-
-Mmm.
you laughed-
-Yes.
but you said that I didn't
have the symptoms.
Mmm.
But I found nothing on symptoms
of hypertrophy.
In fact, I said: "If you had the symptoms,
I would know."
I don't get it.
-It's simple.
There are no warning signs,
not like having a heart attack.
So Babacar couldn't complain
of pain to Theo.
No.
Thank you, doctor.
Are you kidding?
Sorry?
-I'm coming with you.
OK.
You stay here.
-Sure.
If I haven't come back in 10 minutes, call my team.
Please.
Please.
Theo?
Theo!
(Mobile ringing)
Fuck, he never answers.
Theo. What the hell are you doing?
I'll get you out of here.
-Leave me.
Don't say anything; breathe.
I want to die.
I killed him.
-I know I know.
I killed him.
Beaumont says he's at Theo's.
Alone?
-He's Melanie ex.
Fuck, go for it!
OK, guys! Greg!
Olivier, you're coming.
Theo, why did you do that?
Theo?
I just wanted him to miss the match.
-Why?
Why? Theo? Tell me why, please.
Theo-
-He already had everything.
But she; he had no right
to take her from me.
Who is she? Melanie?
Was that your girlfriend?
It was through her that you
made him take the poison,
in his bissap?
He was suspicious of everything.
And she understood too late.
Now it's over.
-Over?
Theo?
-We'll die like him.
Together.
-Stop. Theo, stay with me.
Theo?
What kind of smoke?
Oleander?
Where is Melanie, tell me?! Theo?
-What is happening?
Who is Melanie?
-Babacar's girlfriend.
I can't stay here.
Take care of him.
-Theo, are you OK?
Melanie?
No, Cesar!
Melanie!!
(Sirens)
Are you OK, boss?
Theo? Melanie?
They should be fine,
we evacuated them.
It was them?
-Then they confessed?
No, it was just Theo.
He used her to give the poison
to Babacar. In the bissap.
Enough, let him breathe.
It's a bit of a stretch to get a
complete check-up at the hospital.
The hospital, certainly not.
With all the diseases lying around there.
I won't let you avoid it.
You passed out.
-I have a promise to keep.
Are you coming with me?
What, are you leaving Strasbourg?
-No, just the police.
But that's completely stupid.
-Yeah, completely stupid.
I'm not able to do this job.
I almost left Theo and Melanie
in that house.
What cop would have done that?
But you saved them.
And what cop could have solved this case,
and identified so much with Babacar?
What cop would have stood up to
his men, to his chain of command,
and his mother, above all?
-My mother? Not many people.
What you say is nice.
Me too, I have something to celebrate.
-Ah!
Stern withdrew her complaint.
No!
-Yes!
How did you do that?
I hit a sensitive chord.
At this moment she is in a
press conference with Mondenian
who is saying how much the
intervention of sterling was instrumental.
Basically, I saved my butt by giving
her the oleander.
Freedom rather than fame.
-But expensive freedom.
What is that?
-It's me.
I've done all the tests.
So if you want to know my state
of health before having a drink;
Everything's there.
Cremant?
It's not as good as a pastis, but I think
I could get used to it.
Cheers.
I want to apologise, you
were right.
I want to thank you.
Without you, I would have
died of suffocation.
You would have done the same for me.
I hope so.
For sure.
I found this on my desk.
It's your handwriting, right?
Yes, I thought it would be-
-That's your problem, you think too much.
Yes.
And what do you think?
There's a style to a letter
of resignation.
Welcome, captain.
Thank you.
Right. I wish you all a
good evening.
One last drink!
-What, already?
I don't feel very well. Have fun.
Oh!
-No, no, how fun, good night.
(Mobile rings)
ANSWER?
-I'LL CALL YOU BACK LATER.
(Text alert)
ARE YOU PROUD OF YOURSELF?
ARE YOU PROUD OF YOURSELF?
I AM PROUD OF YOU.
ARE YOU PROUD OF YOURSELF?
I AM PROUD OF YOU.
MOM.
♪
Yes, Elise.
♪
♪
I was wondering,
♪
♪
if your proposal still holds?
♪
♪
Let's start with a drink.
♪
♪
Yes, it's normally like that.
♪
♪
radio chatter)
You'll get used to the smell.
I see that.
You don't want to wait downstairs?
Isn't the group leader
supposed to be here?
Yeah.
He must have got lost, the asshole.
♪
♪ ♪
Hello, Captain!
-Hello.
You found the victim?
-Affirmative.
I was one of the
first on the scene.
I have to warn you,
it's bad in there.
The guy has been
dead a long time.
I won't go into his current state.
He turned up the heat full blast.
He must've missed Africa.
-A foreigner?
No, a doctor, of the humanitarian type,
back from the Congo, I believe.
Where they have Ebola.
I don't know.
You can imagine, if it's contagious
(high pitched whine begins)
we'll all have to put
on suits and all that.
Shall I let the others
know you've arrived?
Captain?
(High pitched whine stops)
Captain?
Captain?
I forgot something, at the station.
What were the radiators?
I don't know. An
extra thing, fuel oil.
Were his nails cyanotic?
-Were what?
Have Forensics check for tropical diseases
and carbon monoxide.
-Okay.
How are you, Police?
Hi Patrick.
Who's that?
Dr. Beaumont, medical examiner.
Fuck, what is he doing?
♪
There are 20 minutes left for
Strasbourg to come back.
-Yes, Eric,
they're still trailing 1-0
and haven't found
an offensive solution-
-this failed to put them back in the game
Come on, score, score.
Oh no!
-What a mistake!
-and now it's Babacar who loses the duel.
And the dead man this morning?
Routine carbon
monoxide poisoning. Mmm!
It's a pity. You missed something.
-What?
It was a beautiful body.
Even if the state of decomposition
was a little too advanced for my taste.
When you can't touch
anything because it falls apart
(High pitched whining starts)
is my limit; the jaw
came off in my hand.
(Whine stops)
Sorry! Excuse me, I know
it's a little difficult for some
but don't worry, it will pass.
Not me, I'm not a cop who's... normal?
Eric, we haven't seen a great
game from Strasbourg so far,
Someone is down,
Nicolas, it seems to me-
The referee has stopped play.
What's going on?
Strasbourg's Babacar Sy, I
think he collapsed on his own
And yes, the replay confirms it.
Who is it?
-Babacar.
We have to realize he was very thin tonight.
Eric, he's being taken
off, it looks serious.
Let's hope it's not bad.
(Elise laughing)
But seriously: why have
you come back to Strasbourg?
Tired of tracking down
white collar criminals?
To tell you the truth, I
asked for nothing at all.
Ah.
A change?
Sleep with the wrong person?
-If only!
Actually, they used a problem
I had in Lyon to transfer me.
So I got this posting;
it's kind of my last chance.
A problem?
-An exit.
A health problem; sometimes
I get these butterflies-
I don't need to know.
On the other hand,
we can ask for the bill
and then go play
doctor, if you want.
♪
♪
(Elise presses Stop button)
♪
♪
What's the matter,
are you claustrophobic?
No no, that I don't have.
Is it my mouth?
I've had no complaints-
-No no no, it's beautiful, your mouth.
So, what then?
Have you ever had mononucleosis?
Huh?
Er, No! Why?
-An illness, a bit...
Sorry, sorry!
Please forgive me,
it's not you, sorry.
What a shame. I love elevators.
Too bad!
(High pitched whine in his head)
I know it sounds strange, but I have
a problem with diseases in general.
You? I hadn't noticed.
Well, we can relax a
little and start over.
OK.
-OK!
(Both mobiles ring)
Hello, where is it?
-In there.
What imbecile moved the body?
It's too complicated
to wait for the coroner?
Good evening doctor. It's me,
the fool. Maybe you'd rather
we had left the body on the
field in front of 25,000 fans?
Yes M. le Substitu, I
would have preferred it, yes.
I could have done the
moving according to the rules.
Captain, may I present Lt. Saskevitch.
Lea.
This is your first day with us?
-Second.
You'd have seen her this
morning, if you had come.
Of course.
We have where it happened?
Yes, this way.
At 6 pm?
Yes, I arrived a bit before.
I walked around the stadium.
Good evening, gentlemen.
Good evening, Captain.
-Good evening, Lieutenant.
Well what do you say?
Greg!
Over here, please.
Boss?
This is Luc Tomasso, he's
in charge of the training center.
I know him.
You know him? I
thought you were new.
It's a long story.
I'll leave you.
How are you?
I can't believe it,
he was a great kid.
From Neuhof, is that it?
A role model, and not the
only one in his neighborhood.
A really good one.
Damn. He had a future, hopes
for the France 20-under team.
The royal road; he was on his way.
-Ah, here you are.
Excuse me.
You were conspicuous by
your absence this morning.
Sorry, I didn't feel well. An
arrhythmia problem, I don't know.
I came to the scene
with Dr. Beaumont.
I don't care about your private life.
I just want a 100% group leader.
This footballer is a hot potato.
The press and everything
will be on our backs.
So solve this fast and well.
-Okay.
See you tomorrow at the autopsy.
Good night.
-Good night!
As usual, please,
we'll keep it simple.
There are a lot of people for an autopsy.
-(Doctor) A 23 blade.
The boss is in charge.
(Doctor) Thanks.
-I bet she'll say she finds something
in 5 minutes.
I never bet.
Pity.
And there it is.
There. As I thought.
Notice the abnormally large left ventricle.
Ventricular hypertrophy:
this caused cardiac arrest and death.
Natural causes, Dr. Stern?
Professor Stern.
My conclusions will
be in the full report, but
yes, hypertrophy is a frequent
pathology in young athletes
and often not detected in time.
I believe all are satisfied with
this conclusion, thank you professor.
M. le Substitu, you'll inform the press?
-Yes.
Excuse me, but will you continue
with the toxicology analysis?
You know the difference
between us, Dr. Beaumont?
I even see 2 or 3.
I know how to control costs.
That's why I'm
department head, not you.
Cause of death is obvious. I'll not
embark on a costly and unnecessary
toxicology analysis.
-Very well; let's go.
Bye!
Bye.
What's the matter with you?
-Nothing.
I just don't want to miss something.
This is my autopsy.
You don't have to question
my every diagnosis. Clear?
Very well; later.
-See you later. Thanks.
Must be a change from the
Financial Brigade, that's for sure.
Offshore accounts
don't have this effect.
With crime, we have to
steel ourselves a little bit.
That won't make me a better cop.
At least try to create some distance.
Yes.
And with your people, how are you?
It's going well.
I'll step in if that's not the case.
Being a group leader in CID is hard.
I know what happened in Lyon.
-That won't happen again.
I hope so.
Otherwise your career as group
leader will end as suddenly as it began;
whatever your connections.
Unchecking the boxes doesn't
mean there's nothing else.
What are you thinking?
I don't know, but he wouldn't be
the first athlete to have a nose full.
Not all athletes are doped up.
No, but it suits everyone:
city hall, the team, your bosses;
and certainly not the reputations
of our circus performers.
You're not into football.
Frankly, guys chasing a
balloon with a hairdressing budget
that exceeds
my annual salary?
No.
You talk with the dead?
I already have trouble with the living so-
Excuse me, I have to sew him up.
What you're looking at is the stomach,
next to it the liver.
-And behind it the pancreas.
You studied medicine?
-As an amateur.
Doctor?
-Hmm?
This intestine doesn't look right.
Indeed, it's not common.
He ingested something.
Romain, a 2 micron please?
The inside is green;
instead of translucent.
Do you have time
to find out what it is?
I'm sorry, sorry, but I have
to close, Prof. Stern's orders.
(scoffs)
Very well, I will share your conclusions
with the city council next Thursday.
Thank you gentlemen.
-Thank you.
M. le Substitu ?
Madam Mayor?
I was at the stadium last night.
Is there news on
the player who died?
The coroner concluded
it was an attack.
It's really bad.
For the family.
That's between us.
Obviously I feel sorry for the family,
and we had bet a lot on this kid
who was a success
story for his heighborhood.
A star and legend.
But you are sure there
is no question of doping?
None.
Thanks.
-Thanks.
♪
Hypertrophy of the ventricle.
I can't understand the question.
Hy-per-tro-phy.
-I can't understand the question.
Hello.
Hello.
Hello.
Boss?
Can I have 5 minutes to
talk about my role in the group?
Yes-
-(Sneezing)
Sorry.
15 drops, 3 times a day.
Great for colds.
Thanks?
-It's nothing.
Boss?
Anyway.
-(Elise) How are you, Police?
Hello.
-Thank-you.
I'm trying.
I like it. Firm.
We could do incredible
things on a chair like this, no?
Certainly.
You came to give me
the autopsy report?
Stern's report? Who cares?
I anticipated you and took the intestines.
And the burial permit?
I have no info on that.
I found poorly digested plant residues.
Want to smell?
-No, no, I'm good.
What is it?
Once it goes through the digestive
system it's not easy to identify.
Mmm.
-I smelled an herbaceous odor, but what?
What?
Like I know? But Paulo would.
Paulo?
A horticulturist.
We had a thing.
We finally got to roll in his
plants, and he had a lot.
In any case, lemongrass made Paulo beefy.
Am I understanding
you're telling me it's poison?
I think so.
I'd need to screen for toxins.
Your boss already said no.
The boss is a drip. Oh yes.
She doesn't look past the first thing found.
Ventricular hypertrophy; the kid
could've lived a long time with that.
Okay; so...
If I understand correctly, you
want me to investigate further
to validate your theory.
-That's it!
In the meantime I've sent a
sample to a botanist friend.
Paulo?
-Paulo's a horticulturist.
Antoine, a botanist.
From a dating app. Very
nice, but fixated on bondage.
Me, a leg of lamb-
No no no no, that's okay.
Careful, jealousy is bad for the
intestines, liver, the stomach in general.
I'm not jealous.
So much the better.
Better.
-Mmm hmm.
Is this car police-issue?
It's as clean as a cash
register from my mom.
I wash it from time to time.
It's soap.
According to a study
it limits asthma attacks.
You're asthmatic?
No, but 23% of men report
asthma around age 40.
What are we doing here?
To see the Sy family
-The footballer?
For what?
To see where he lived, his friends, his
wives, his enemies, who knows?
Okay;
but we're not supposed
to work on this case?
Come on, get out of here.
I'll be fine, I'm used to it.
This is Euro Disney, next to Marseille.
Are you planning to shoot someone?
No, putting on the
pressure like normal.
Are you going in there?
Yes, I don't want
fridges thrown on us.
What do we do, offer them
ice cream? A football match?
We won't get information
with a gun, OK?
I'm going in alone.
-Huh?
Are you kidding?
So I'll wait in the car?
Sure. Whatever.
What are you doing?
Where are you going?
Uh, I'm Dr. Schweitzer.
I got a text to come
see Babacar's mom.
Your card.
Cops have cards, not me.
Your car and your shoes
don't look like a doctor's,
you got a medical bag?
It's just a visit-
Hey doc: How many bones in a hand?
He's a cop.
-He doesn't know!
-He's lying.
Well, first there are 14
phalange, 5 metacarpal;
there's the scaphoid;
the trapeze; the trapezoid, of course-
Okay doc, you can go.
Thank you sir.
27!
-Huh?
All together. There's 27.
He's special.
Hello?
(Crosstalk)
Madam Sy?
Hello, I'm Cesar Wagner,
I'm the officer investigating
your son's death.
I wanted to offer my condolences.
-Thank you.
An investigation about Babacar?
To try and understand.
Bissap,
tea from hibiscus flowers.
It's very good, try it.
It's all Babacar drank.
Thank you.
What kind of boy was he?
The best.
Everyone loved him.
When he was little I knew
he would do great things.
Babacar was a role model,
it made him happy.
Did you know he
was sick? His heart?
No.
-Did the club do medical tests?
I don't know.
I should have done it,
taken him to the doctor
who might have treated him.
There's no reason
to reproach yourself.
Thanks to you his dream came
true, to become a footballer,
that's not given to all kids.
Thank you.
If something comes back to you about
Babacar, the stadium, or anything else,
here's my card;
someone holding
a grudge, for example.
He didn't die because of his heart?
You know something?
I don't want to miss anything.
Maybe Marko- Markovic!
Someone from the city?
I'm not clear on
Babacar's story with him,
but last year he
threatened to kill him.
Thanks.
I know you can't
tell me everything,
but Babou is all I had.
I would know the
truth, however it looks.
I promise.
So, I want everything you have on
a certain Marko or Markovic, OK?
He's some big shot.
Let me.
Jordan Markovic, on file for
all kinds of trafficking in Neuhof.
Everything is in his file.
-Thanks.
OK, except that the charges
are for the BAC, we can't touch him.
No no, I just want to talk to him.
Good luck, because he moves
between Belgium and Germany.
Captain? Excuse
me, but a guy like him
is like playing with a
gas can and matches.
And I don't need to tell you
if we set the estates on fire
it won't please the
boss, or city hall.
I don't actually understand
how Markovic is involved.
Babacar's death is suspicious,
Marco and he had a dispute,
that could constitute a motive.
Sorry, but there's no
"Babacar case," and we
don't do informal inquiries.
Or am I not seeing it?
OK, message received.
In that case, finish the official part.
We need to finish the paperwork.
I want your progress reports
on my desk, shall we say,
before tomorrow evening.
That's how we play it in Lyon.
Well done, bravo. Happy?
Come on, we've got to do
paperwork because of you.
Guys, explain something:
why do you make him miserable,
because he was made group
leader instead of you, is that it?
You're disappointed, but hey.
Look, Lea, it wasn't right.
He got special treatment.
It'll all come out.
Who by?
Where do you come from?
Mars, or what?
North Marseille, mostly.
Ben, run a check on Wagner
before he came to Strasbourg.
Are we acquainted?
Cesar!
-Yes?
Philo! Philomene
Fischer! Sturm High School!
Yeah! Yeah yeah yeah yeah.
It's been so long.
You came back to Strasbourg?
-Yes.
What do you do here?
I'll guess: medicine? Lawyer?
Go-go dancer?
-Something like that, yes.
Cesar Wagner! This
is such a pleasure.
You know, you were my first guy.
Behind the gymnasium?
Oh, that, that.
-'That'!
Yeah.
-Yeah.
It was during the last summer.
-Agreed, it sure was.
It was your cousin I wanted,
but she didn't look at me,
so you were my fallback.
Ah, yes.
A sacred experience!
Can I get you something?
Green tea.
-I'll get it.
(Truck reverse beeps)
Fuck!
(Truck reverse beeps)
Impound? Captain Wagner,
Regional Judicial Police.
Yes.
Can you send me a tow, quickly?
Today the ice caps are in danger.
Human activity-
HI ANTOINE! HAVE YOU
EXAMINED THE PLANT RESIDUE?
(Text alert)
-CAN YOU PLAY A LITTLE?
I'M IN AN AUTOPSY.
AND MY SAMPLES?
-YOUR PLACE OR MINE?
Asshole.
Understand now?
-Yes.
He didn't get the job classy,
but we have to do our job.
What am I supposed to do,
lie down and accept it?
No, but we're a team. If you have a problem
a problem with the paws not the cat,
you don't tell anyone.
If you have a problem with
the boss, don't tell me.
It's not personal, but this guy's
got no skills, just between us, frankly.
How can you back him?
I support no one.
Enforcing the law, helping people;
there, that means something to you?
I'll tell you something,
if it's who works hardest
versus who goes the
farthest, I'm not interested.
(Text alert)
It's the boss.
-What does he say?
"Send him to me when he arrives."
Send who?
Marco?
Where you going?
-Impound has my car.
A cop says I have to sign
something to get it back.
Which cop?
Commissioner Weiner, I think.
Come in.
Thanks.
Jordan Markovic?
-I want to get my car out.
I have a few questions.
-Ask, I'm not talking
without my lawyer.
The impound paperwork may take a while.
What do you mean 'a while'?
100 euros says Marko tells
him to fuck off in 5 minutes.
OK.
Here we go.
No smoking in here.
Why, you gonna impound
my cigarettes too?
With me.
Better?
Babacar Sy, did you know him?
Babacar Sy?
Everyone knew Babacar.
A role model, it seems.
Well, yeah.
Around here you can
only make it with sports or rap.
Suddenly you resented him.
You can't understand.
I can try.
You know the code?
You're from the ghetto?
It's true I was not born on
an estate, feeling stuck there.
I signed at FCS, but in my
community that isn't done.
Rich people problems.
-Of course.
It doesn't make it more
bearable if you're a kid.
Babacar would have
ended up with problems too.
Babacar already had
rich people problems.
How's that possible
on his trainee salary?
He was buying an
apartment for his mother,
not a studio in Neuhof.
For real, he paid cash.
Why did he threaten to kill you?
He said it was war between you.
War?
You don't understand.
When we're born in the
same shit, it's useless.
We shot at each other,
but I needed to be respected.
That evening, he came over to eat.
Look.
Babacar was my friend.
My only fucking real friend.
Good, they were friends
and Marko was in Amsterdam.
So we forget about it.
There's no crime, the guy
had a heart attack.
Beaumont detected poison.
-Not what the autopsy found.
Poison? Really?
-Yes.
Why not a spell?
What's going on here?
The prosecutor wants the
final report on Babacar Sy.
We have a problem.
The captain invented a crime not in
the autopsy, and is questioning suspects:
Markovic.
Wagner, let's have a one-on-one.
And if you speak to a
superior officer like that again
I'll stick you in Traffic.
Beaumont is confident
the kid was poisoned.
Stern was the one who did the autopsy.
Just that, without completing it.
I should ask for further investigation
because Beaumont is writing a screenplay?
There's Babacar Sy's income,
he paid cash for an apartment.
I need a search warrant,
to investigate the team.
I knew you'd be a nest of shit.
Fine, you're going to wrap up
this case-that-isn't-a-case.
Fast.
What are you going to do?
Right now?
-Yes.
Since my investigation is over,
I thought I'd go see an old friend.
Who fucked up these hitters?
Guys, I'm mad too,
but that's not a reason to
run like chickens.
Come on!
Always so scary with the kids.
Oh. Cesar Wagner.
Biggest regret of my career.
And mine, I always dreamed
of being tattooed.
You'd have made a hell
of a collector. Too bad.
But I imagine it's the cop
who's come to see me.
What do you want?
-A routine investigation.
Don't con me.
Show me his room?
Come on, squeeze! Squeeze!
Brings back memories, huh?
I slept in the one next door.
I remember.
He was wise, any enemies?
No.
A little difficult, but adorable.
Yeah.
The day before matches, you put
the players up here?
No, at a hotel by the stadium.
You stay with them?
-Yes, I keep an eye on them
when they mix.
And the pro group; the day
before, nothing weird?
No, then for once I went home,
a little party with the family.
But nothing abnormal to report.
Was he close to any other players?
No, apart from Theo Grandchamps.
And-
Where can I find Theo?
He left the center last
year due to an injury.
He went back to Neuhof,
I think he has some
kind of food truck.
Cesar?
We know each other?
Christian Haas, club president.
We've crossed paths,
but you preferred football
to your mother's friends.
Yes.
She said she got you promoted.
She said that?
Are you here about Babacar?
I thought that case was closed.
It's going well.
-Good,
my players need calm.
One question.
The club wasn't aware of
Babcar's hypertrophy problem?
We don't test all our trainees.
No, we do that
when they turn pro.
So it would have been
with his first contract;
bad luck.
Sorry, I'm expected.
What can I get you?
-Are you Theo?
I'm taking a break, it
smells too much like chicken.
Melanie.
Sorry, her brother's in the slammer,
she doesn't like cops.
-No one's perfect;
Babacar Sy, did you know him?
Yes, he came here often.
He liked kebabs, an athlete?
No, he came to see me.
You almost turned pro, is that it?
Nothing to do with Bab.
He was a god, even
though there were-
Problems?
Babacar died from his heart, right?
They said so on TV.
He didn't want that to be known.
He knew he was ill?
He wanted to hide it,
but he couldn't with me.
He was in pain.
If those bastards at
the team found out,
they'd have fired him.
Like you?
Like me, yes.
Now I'm here.
But Bab, him, he never
let go of me.
He was calling me, coming to
tell me about his future.
He invited me to the stadium.
You were at his last game?
No, normally I'm on the VIP list,
but that day the
guard turned me away.
Thanks, Theo.
The biggest you ever saw?
-Like that.
That's huge. You'll show me one
one day?
Because I'd like to see an internal cirrhosis.
You'll exhibit it?
I'll close shop!
That's clear!
Ah, the best-looking cop in 6-7.
You're a cop?
Are you blowing up the PV?
Uh...
-I'm kidding, relax.
Something to drink?
-Yes.
And stay awhile, yeah?
So, where are you?
-And you?
Not great. They want me to
complete the investigation.
But I'll continue without
saying anything.
We should know what killed him.
Men, always in a hurry.
I can't run random scans.
I need to know what I'm looking for
to target the right test.
And your botanist?
Antoine? That's dead.
I wouldn't drop my panties
for him, he won't help.
I need a way to force the
prosecutor's hand.
I'll manage;
maybe in Paulo's greenhouses.
You do like men with a green thumb.
Because I am a beautiful plant.
Yes?
-Boss?
I can't anymore with
the paperwork. (Sneezes)
Fuck.
Ah yes, "15 drops."
I'd like to help you.
If you want.
OK.
You still think it's murder?
Because I thought with all the
money around, that could be the motive.
Keep looking for rumors
in the sports press, OK?
OK.
-Thank you.
Madame Sy? Cesar Wagner.
The policeman, that's it.
No, still nothing.
I know, I promised,
but I need your help.
They want to bury the truth!
The police know things
about my son's death,
but the prosecutor
doesn't want to do anything.
Can you explain?
I'm not responsible.
And?
It's between poisoning of Babacar
or the money he was expecting.
-It's not that the death of
this young man isn't a tragedy,
but stirring up a storm over it?
And the truth?
For his family, for kids for
whom he was a role model?
If you're so smart, Captain, tell me:
should we set this city on fire?
Over a simple hypothesis?
To be honest, in this matter
I prefer the certainty of peace
to a hypothetical truth.
This youngster is dead
due to a heart defect.
A kid with a big future
ended up in the ground.
I don't know who killed him or
why, but it wasn't a natural death,
of that I'm certain.
-Hypothesis!
What about the autopsy?
Stern's examination found
nothing suspicious.
If the media find proof
before we do, M. le Substitu,
it won't be a question of honor,
we'll end up exposed.
All of us.
Thanks for supporting me.
-That's OK.
I don't intend to serve as a fuse.
Oh, your mother says you will
make yourself see her, this evening;
"and you will tell him there
is no engraved invitation."
(High-pitched whine starts
in his head)
(High-pitched whine ends)
That's fine, you can get dressed.
My god.
The pain starts here, and spreads.
What do you think? I thought
ventricular hypertrophy maybe.
It happens with athletes.
Yes, you have a problem.
Serious?
Here's the address of a colleague.
A shrink?
I'm not the right person
to solve this problem.
Have you seen someone
about your hands?
They're swollen, a
sign of hyperthyroidism.
So it's either Grave's
Disease or a tumor;
but I'm not a doctor.
There it is, I'm off.
Paulo?
Elise?
It's been ages!
Yes, it's been a while, since
you left me, actually.
I'm happy to see you again.
Me too! It's so beautiful here.
And you're still beautiful.
Flatterer!
Can you do me a little favor?
I suspected it wasn't my beautiful
eyes that brought you back.
I need your help identifying this.
What's this?
A plant, but I can't
figure out which one.
Smells like vomit.
Yeah, it was digested a
little, but don't you smell
a little herbaceous
aroma under it?
Listen Elise, I can't pretend.
Take this thing and go.
-But Paulo,
-You don't realize the harm
you do to those around you.
You're a vampire, Elise, a vampire!
You drink people's
feelings, then let them die!
You possessed me!
You tore out my heart!
How is this used?
-Against rodents.
Highly effective.
And what is it?
Thanks.
Is it true you've received
more information?
Yes. The prosecutor
said I should warn you.
I was assured it was a heart attack.
There's more this evening:
it could be a criminal
act of poisoning.
That's horrible!
If it's criminal, things
will heat up in Neuhof.
All the opposition will be
on me at the next council.
Who's leading the investigation?
Not a cowboy, at least?
(Mobile rings)
Hello.
-Hello, boss?
I reviewed the bank accounts.
Could they have bought Babacar
so he doesn't make the team?
What are you thinking?
Frankly, it's bad everywhere.
I found a trainee who at 18
earns €3000 to €5000 per month.
which is normal when you're not pro.
So?
He has €250,000 in his account.
The money came from Bank of
Luxembourg, a company on Jersey.
I called Finance, they laughed.
I remind you, I came from Finance.
I completely forgot.
Yes, of course.
So we have a recognized footballer
being paid from a tax haven.
I called the club;
it's impossible to get his contract.
€250,000 is not a small amount.
It smells like an unofficial bonus.
Good, Do you want to meet
somewhere and discuss?
It can wait until tomorrow,
tonight I have an unamusing
obligation.
What kind? Dentist?
-Worse.
Good evening, Marie-Ange.
-Good evening, son.
A month since your return,
you could have come to see me.
I've been busy.
Too busy to answer my calls?
My new job is busy.
Ah.
Here we are.
I sense a reproach.
It wasn't easy to get you
out of the trap you got into.
Now I have to send
the elevator back down.
I didn't ask you for anything.
-Ha!
You should have, and sooner.
I could have told you that
you were making a mistake.
I denounced a big crook.
-And not just any!
Your superior!
What's the difference?
He was using seized money;
should I have done what he did?
That's not what I'm saying.
My son, you don't have
an ounce of political sense.
I'll leave you.
Ah, well not precisely, you left,
otherwise we would not be here.
And with what result?
He got a few months
of suspension. And you?
I paid for my mistakes.
-There it is!
You know what I mean.
After we play vigilante, we don't
have the right to make mistakes.
I missed a search,
it wasn't a mistake.
I had a ruptured aneurysm.
Ah.
Your 'illnesses.'
I had all the symptoms.
in any case they served.
Why am I telling you this?
No, fine, Cesar, you're right.
Let's not bicker.
Come on.
Sit down.
Are you living downtown?
-Mmm hmm.
There's a place for you here.
You know?
Good evening.
Do you remember Christian,
the owner of the Fever?
We saw each other briefly.
-Evening, Cesar.
Good evening.
I took the liberty of inviting you both;
I think we had better talk together.
Sorry, I can't discuss the case with you.
No, of course; we're both professionals.
Listen, I know politics
hold no interest for you,
of which I despair,
but we worked a lot with this young man,
and it is starting to bear
fruit for his neighborhood.
How does this concern me?
Well, we do a lot of social
work, city hall and the team,
it'd be a shame to spoil it.
Death from natural causes
would be better.
Yes.
No.
-If it was an illness...
It's not that.
Listen, Cesar: do your investigation,
find the culprit, if there is one.
But without delay, please.
It's quiet right now in the neighborhoods,
I wouldn't like an
accident to cause violence.
It won't bring him back.
And so close to the
election. I'm going.
I'll do my job: no more, no less.
Good evening.
Flowers? How nice.
Word of warning: these
leaves can kill a footballer.
It's oleander, Paulo
uses them for rodents.
Death to rats, is that it?
Right,
ordinary smell, bitter taste,
it's poisonous when infused or
swallowed, and can even burn;
it's dangerous.
Do we spend the evening in the hallway,
or will you invite me in?
Are you sure it killed him?
-Yes.
I found traces of oleandrine,
a cardo-toxin from laurels.
It was an extract of this plant that killed him.
Could he have gotten it in bissap?
It's possible,
the acidity of the bissap could
have masked the taste of laurel.
Where is this laurel found?
That's exactly the problem:
it comes from the local florist,
but it is also found
in all garden centers.
Don't move.
Some research with Paulo?
It's not what you think.
And the time of the poisoning?
A few minutes to a
few hours before death,
depending on the dose absorbed.
With his hypertrophy
he had no chance of escape.
What's going on?
I think I have
hypertrophy like Babacar.
Oh, it makes you laugh?
You don't have any
symptoms, that's for sure.
It's not funny.
Cesar, no!
-It's not funny.
Hello.
-Hello.
You've been absent.
In the space of 3 days you did
everything to launch an investigation,
you succeed, and you disappear.
At the station people
are hostile or sick.
Or both.
Did you get what I asked for?
-Yes.
Greg unlocked it.
When do you come back?
-When I find it.
OK.
Come on, let's apply!
In, out!
There you go, good!
Miss the atmosphere?
Babacar was going to sign in England.
How did you know?
There's money in his bank account,
then he downloaded some
apps to work on his English.
The club had settled on
his departure for Wigan,
the table was set.
For Babacar it was a lot of money.
I disagreed, sports-wise it was bullshit.
The club sold him to the highest bidder.
I know.
I tried to convince them to stop.
We don't see a lot
of kids like Babacar,
and they sold him off.
But with his illness,
I understand better.
You didn't know about his heart?
No; no no no, of course not.
But, considering the price
at which he was leaving,
the people in charge
should've known.
It's Haas who decides transfers?
-Yes.
Is there something else I should know?
No.
Hello Dr. Beaumont.
Yeah, I need a favor.
Two in fact, besides des clous.
No, you don't need to use
your relationships.
Thanks, yes. Thanks so much.
Babou.
Oh Babou.
Babou.
Babou.
Thanks for what
you're doing for me.
Babou.
I would like to do more,
but the case is far from over.
Babou.
-It'll be okay.
Wow. You really know how to
console a grieving mother.
I know the theory, the
practice is more complicated.
Fine, that was the first favor,
what's the second?
The club ran medical tests
on Babacar.
In Germany: in a very discreet
sports clinic in the Black Forest.
He couldn't leave for England
without a medical check-up.
Is there a time for the poisoning?
Ah, that. Stern is upset,
therefore it slows down my requests.
I imagined-
-I've set it aside
and we'll discuss it after.
There it is.
I assure you, your support will
be an added value to the club--
and I don't say that
to all our sponsors!
See you at the signing?
Captain Wagner, police.
Sorry Mr. Haas, I
have some questions.
If you prefer we can go to the station.
Very funny, Cesar.
Christine, would you
take the gentleman home?
It was a delight, thanks. Bye.
Sit, please.
A coffee?
You concealed facts in
a homicide investigation.
Fine, let's go.
You knew Babacar Sy was ill,
and the English, did they know?
Listen, Cesar: we may not like it,
but it is money that decides.
When we offer 10 million to one of our nuggets,
we order a health check,
and then we sign them.
And Babacar's tests
revealed his heart problem.
Yes, that was bad for the sale.
Nicely said.
The English are also pragmatic.
They maintained their proposal, but lowered the price.
How much?
2 million.
It's still a lot for a youngster
inexperienced and sick player.
So we accepted.
I will need a copy of the
contract and your schedule.
No way, not without a
rogatory commission.
You suspect me of having
killed one of my players? Why?
For the pleasure of losing 2 million?
I make that in a month.
(Scoffs)
(mobile vibrates)
Excuse me, but I have a club to run.
My best regards to your mother.
Ah!
Very well, and you?
I found something.
Look.
Babacar comes out of
the locker room.
We are 15 minutes before the match,
then down the hall.
He goes out of camera view
for 2:19,
and comes back to the
locker room.
We found nothing suspicious
in the locker room.
No trace of oleander.
OK, so he took the poison
during those two minutes.
Yes, that means it
was someone he knew.
He wouldn't have drunk anything.
Theo, his friend, was turned away.
Ah, wait.
Is that him?
-Yes.
He left. And Haas the president?
He arrived after Thomassot.
Another thing, Thomassot lied.
-About what?
He went home the day
before the match, then after,
he goes to Neuhof, around midnight.
He'll talk in custody.
No, Thomassot can walk
around where he wants, at night.
What's the problem?
He alone could
approach Babacar,
you defend him because
he's your friend?
I believe him incapable of killing.
Otherwise, I'm flexible,
friend or not, OK?
Now I want to know
everything on what Babacar did.
So everyone get back to me, thanks.
So, you ate something in
particular before the match?
No, we used to eat
the same thing together.
He had his drink, the bissap.
The bissap.
-It's authorised?
Before the match, it's forbidden.
He was hitting the wall.
He went out?
He said he was going back to his
City, but he had a story to sort out
with his girlfriend.
I was told you were here.
-Yes.
How are you?
You have news?
Yes, I have two, a
good one and a bad one.
OK.
-I am summoned by the council
of the Order of Physicians.
But with my demonstration
on oleander and
cleavage, it should pass.
You thought to apologize?
And the good news?
So, I was finally able
to do some calculations:
According to me, he ingested the poison
15 minutes before the match.
-15 minutes?
There. you should make
me a love declaration.
Sorry, thank you.
No more fever, chills.
Th th th thank you.
Okay.
He went to see a girl from
his city, Melanie N'Diaye.
It must have been important.
Thomassot was there.
-It's a lot.
Wait. I found it.
I logged her at Neuhof,
I'm sending it to you.
OK, thanks Greg. Where's the boss?
I don't know.
We won't wait for him,
let's go for it.
Isolate on the girl,
we're going to nab her.
Hello.
-Hi
I'll have a kebab with
white sauce, beef.
And; a bottle of water.
-Fuck.
And fries!
Police, stop!
Damn, slow down!
Let go of me!
Stop!
-Fuck!
Calm down!
Why are you struggling?
Easy, I tell you!
Calm down, calm down.
Stand back!
Step aside!
Come on, move away, it's good.
Is there a problem here!?
What's she doing?
-Put that away.
Move away!
Calm down!
-We'll meet again.
That's it, yeah.
You all right?
Stop, it's OK.
-Fuck.
Play cowboy in the city, it can
end badly.
I'm sorry.
OK thanks, I'm waiting for your report.
Hello.
Do you remember me?
I'm sorry for the manner of
your arrest;
but I'm informing you that
you are not in custody.
I know that you don't like the police,
but you can help me,
for Babacar.
Were you together?
He went to you that night. Why?
-Because I asked him.
You're not helping me here.
Did you fight?
I didn't want him to leave.
We were told he was very
emotional after.
Why?
What did you say? It can
be important.
That I was pregnant.
And... how did he take it?
That night, we didn't have
time to talk.
His coach came and took him away.
At the stadium he told me
he wasn't leaving
That we were going to be a family.
Boss?
Thanks.
What?
-I found this in his bag.
In his bag?
Good, go ahead.
Melanie?
Melanie;
We found €5,000 in your bag.
You can explain?
It's my savings.
-Sure, savings.
So this is it: We will take
you into custody,
the judge will give you
a warrant of committal,
and you will end up in a cell.
In prison, there are those who
will love your braids.
Who gave you that dough?
Look at me, answer me!
Who gave you that dough?
Who gave you that dough?
Where did the 5000 come from?
Thomassot.
OK, Thomassot. Why?
What is the relationship, why
is he paying you?
WHY? Why did he give it to you?
He didn't want Babacar to leave.
OK, but he asked you to do what,
why is he paying you?
Melanie, why did he pay you? WHY?
-To say I was pregnant.
Lieutenant. Thomassot is yours.
They really killed Bab?
I'm sorry, I can't say anything.
But tell me at least how did he die?
They made him drink poison.
(Footsteps)
Professor?
I'm sorry, I was wrong to run
analyses without your consent.
Save your excuses for
the disciplinary commission.
You will find something else to
do when you have been struck off.
In the end, he was poisoned.
I was right.
Well, you can put it on your CV.
They're waiting for you.
I found this in Thomassot's
computer.
It was in seized items, I missed it.
Fuck.
I would like you to question him.
-Me?
Mr. Luc Thomassot, you are
in custody;
it is 4:17pm.
I assure you it will be brief.
Fine.
You confirm having given money
to Miss N'Diaye?
I wanted her to help me convince
Babacar to stay here.
€5,000 is quite a sum.
How did that concern you?
I found Babacar, they were going to
take him from me.
Do you know where Wigan is?
No one knows.
And we sold them Babacar.
I imagine you saw that
as a betrayal.
How couldn't I after that?
That doesn't make him a killer.
-Obviously.
The rancor, it grows worse.
How many years has your client
been finding wonders without
really profiting?
It must be hard.
Babacar arrives, an exceptional
kid, your life could have changed.
A beautiful story.
Mr. Thomassot-
-Wa wa wait, I have more.
Do you see this email?
It's a contract.
Your client could not let Babacar go.
You talked about him and
a Spanish club.
It was a golden opportunity for
Babacar, there was money
and a real sporting challenge!
-Calm down.
OK, I think you must have
wanted it for yourself,
a post in Spain, with a little commission
off the top while coaching, OK?
Babacar was also to get a
bonus of €250,000
The pregnant girlfriend story,
that didn't work,
So you got the genius idea to
create a story.
And you told Babacar to worsen
his performance facing the English;
it could have worked.
But there was a problem of dosage.
Babacar has atrophy.
And he dies.
-No! I swear, I didn't kill him!
My client has an alibi.
It could not happen before
the match, you can check.
We will check.
I assure you, Cesar, I wanted
only the best for Babacar.
The kid was practically like my son.
You were right. He killed no one.
Boss?
The questioning of Melanie,
there's something.
She says she saw Babacar at
the stadium,
but she was not invited.
Have you seen her on video?
-No.
She lied?
Or she went home avoiding
the cameras.
She saw Babacar before the game.
We need to ask her; where is she?
-I looked, but she ran off.
Did you say something to her?
Maybe I mentioned the poison.
OK, find her for me.
Boss?
We got the insurance contract.
-OK. Thank you.
Hello, Cesar.
-Hello.
You want to speak with me?
-Yes.
Christian Haas says you've targeted him.
-I'm doing my job.
And you do it so well.
I think so.
But you are wrong about Christian.
He does a lot for the city
and I appreciate it.
Hmm.
-No, he's just a friend.
You choose them badly, your friends.
-And you judge them a bit quickly.
Listen, Cesar.
I know to get to me that you
take it out on him.
So, forget about it.
Even if he's guilty?
-Impossible.
Why? He lies, he obstructs
my investigation,
he has no alibi for before the game.
-Hmm.
You know why he didn't
give you his alibi?
No.
-To protect me, it's me,
I'm his alibi.
We had dinner and he drove me
to the game.
He's more than a friend, then.
-Let's say he could become that.
He's smart, funny, honest,
and upright.
Do you know what this is?
An insurance contract.
Haas took it out when he found out
Babacar was ill.
He sent an edited medical report,
a lucrative little scam.
It will reach several million.
Don't enjoy this too much.
Hi!
-Hi. He's down there.
It's not as bad as the office.
-I risk seeing my mother there.
And Melanie?
-No.
but we see her on a stadium
video, she was
in the boxes.
-She didn't lie.
No, no but the rest-
2 months ago, she had another guy.
I don't know who he is.
And then, she snags a football star.
Then it's only her who says
he was going to stay.
-She kills him because he abandons her?
Angry, yes, but poisoning
is premeditated.
No, it's important, now there's
a third person, the ex,
Babacar's story was about ass.
Of heart.
-Of heart.
I have to check something
with Beaumont.
Watch the food truck
and find out who her ex is.
OK. Wait!
What about Babacar's medical records?
-Ask the insurance company.
What the hell are you doing!? Open up!
I know you're there!
Open!
Elise?
Are you OK, Elise?
Were you crying?
I'm dead.
I'm going to be fired.
Is it Stern?
-Mmm.
I should make her eat her pearls.
Good, I'll say it's all my fault.
No, I'll ask my mother
to intervene.
You have a sense of sacrifice.
Yes, it's in my nature.
I need you there.
Me too.
No, professionally.
What do you want to know?
There's something I don't
quite understand.
When I told you I had hypertrophy-
-Mmm.
you laughed-
-Yes.
but you said that I didn't
have the symptoms.
Mmm.
But I found nothing on symptoms
of hypertrophy.
In fact, I said: "If you had the symptoms,
I would know."
I don't get it.
-It's simple.
There are no warning signs,
not like having a heart attack.
So Babacar couldn't complain
of pain to Theo.
No.
Thank you, doctor.
Are you kidding?
Sorry?
-I'm coming with you.
OK.
You stay here.
-Sure.
If I haven't come back in 10 minutes, call my team.
Please.
Please.
Theo?
Theo!
(Mobile ringing)
Fuck, he never answers.
Theo. What the hell are you doing?
I'll get you out of here.
-Leave me.
Don't say anything; breathe.
I want to die.
I killed him.
-I know I know.
I killed him.
Beaumont says he's at Theo's.
Alone?
-He's Melanie ex.
Fuck, go for it!
OK, guys! Greg!
Olivier, you're coming.
Theo, why did you do that?
Theo?
I just wanted him to miss the match.
-Why?
Why? Theo? Tell me why, please.
Theo-
-He already had everything.
But she; he had no right
to take her from me.
Who is she? Melanie?
Was that your girlfriend?
It was through her that you
made him take the poison,
in his bissap?
He was suspicious of everything.
And she understood too late.
Now it's over.
-Over?
Theo?
-We'll die like him.
Together.
-Stop. Theo, stay with me.
Theo?
What kind of smoke?
Oleander?
Where is Melanie, tell me?! Theo?
-What is happening?
Who is Melanie?
-Babacar's girlfriend.
I can't stay here.
Take care of him.
-Theo, are you OK?
Melanie?
No, Cesar!
Melanie!!
(Sirens)
Are you OK, boss?
Theo? Melanie?
They should be fine,
we evacuated them.
It was them?
-Then they confessed?
No, it was just Theo.
He used her to give the poison
to Babacar. In the bissap.
Enough, let him breathe.
It's a bit of a stretch to get a
complete check-up at the hospital.
The hospital, certainly not.
With all the diseases lying around there.
I won't let you avoid it.
You passed out.
-I have a promise to keep.
Are you coming with me?
What, are you leaving Strasbourg?
-No, just the police.
But that's completely stupid.
-Yeah, completely stupid.
I'm not able to do this job.
I almost left Theo and Melanie
in that house.
What cop would have done that?
But you saved them.
And what cop could have solved this case,
and identified so much with Babacar?
What cop would have stood up to
his men, to his chain of command,
and his mother, above all?
-My mother? Not many people.
What you say is nice.
Me too, I have something to celebrate.
-Ah!
Stern withdrew her complaint.
No!
-Yes!
How did you do that?
I hit a sensitive chord.
At this moment she is in a
press conference with Mondenian
who is saying how much the
intervention of sterling was instrumental.
Basically, I saved my butt by giving
her the oleander.
Freedom rather than fame.
-But expensive freedom.
What is that?
-It's me.
I've done all the tests.
So if you want to know my state
of health before having a drink;
Everything's there.
Cremant?
It's not as good as a pastis, but I think
I could get used to it.
Cheers.
I want to apologise, you
were right.
I want to thank you.
Without you, I would have
died of suffocation.
You would have done the same for me.
I hope so.
For sure.
I found this on my desk.
It's your handwriting, right?
Yes, I thought it would be-
-That's your problem, you think too much.
Yes.
And what do you think?
There's a style to a letter
of resignation.
Welcome, captain.
Thank you.
Right. I wish you all a
good evening.
One last drink!
-What, already?
I don't feel very well. Have fun.
Oh!
-No, no, how fun, good night.
(Mobile rings)
ANSWER?
-I'LL CALL YOU BACK LATER.
(Text alert)
ARE YOU PROUD OF YOURSELF?
ARE YOU PROUD OF YOURSELF?
I AM PROUD OF YOU.
ARE YOU PROUD OF YOURSELF?
I AM PROUD OF YOU.
MOM.
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Yes, Elise.
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♪
I was wondering,
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♪
if your proposal still holds?
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♪
Let's start with a drink.
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Yes, it's normally like that.
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