Duel au soleil (2014): Season 2, Episode 3 - Le pénitent - full transcript
You're late.
The church is dirty.
We have work to do.
You take care of the sacristy
and I'll do the benches.
Sandra!
DUEL IN THE SUN
THE PENITENT
I feel very stupid.
So do I.
I wonder what's left
for me to find out.
I know what you're wondering.
I don't know if he's your son, Ange.
I've always had that doubt.
I was with someone else
when you left me, so...
I don't know.
The truth...
I spent years hiding, lying.
And now that I have
to be frank and honest...
I'd lost the habit.
There's a way to find out.
Promise me not to do anything.
Don't use your cops
to get a hair from him.
He just lost the man
he considered his father.
He's my son.
I have to deal with that.
Chief, captain.
Substitute Viard.
I'm delighted to be here.
This is terrible!
A priest murdered on Easter!
- Who are you?
- The prosecutor's substitute.
Where is your boss?
I'm on duty today.
Ms. Darcourt is unavailable.
- Good. Is the scientist here?
- Yes, and so is the forensic.
Let me warn you.
This does not look pretty.
Shall we?
I feel we'll make a great team.
Hey, wait!
Here.
One size fits all.
Is this a joke?
Any comments...?
Well... The victim.
Viktor Szarmach...
Zarmac, or Jarmac
- I'm not too sure -
was the parish priest. Polish.
He got to France 15 years ago.
6 years in Corsica.
He was beat to death.
A real carnage.
It happened by the crucifix.
He was then placed
in front of the shrine.
In the same position
as Jesus Christ.
No blood traces on the floor,
so he was picked up.
You gotta be strong.
The priest weighs 95 kg.
At what time?
Between 10 pm and 1 am.
What was he doing here
at that time?
After the Catena,
he held a mass for a burial.
- After the what?
- The Catenacciu procession.
Oh, the Catenacciu is beautiful!
A chained penitent wearing
a red hood drags a cross
and is crucified.
A real cross, 30 kg.
Chains, 17 kg.
And he walks a long distance.
Then you have
the black penitents
walking beside him...
What are you doing?
You have to wear this.
- I don't need it.
- It's the protocol!
I don't want my crime
scene all dirty!
I think...
I think you two will
get along quite well.
Yes.
Do you know whether he had
any problem or disagreement
with anyone here?
Not here, no.
But he was in charge of 5 parishes.
We don't know what
went on elsewhere.
I know why they killed him.
The mass cups used for great
events have disappeared.
They were gold.
It bears the effigy of St. Joseph.
Nobody from here would dare
to do such a thing.
In any case, when the priests
were with us,
such horrors never happened.
Hey! Come see this!
Hey! Versini!
- This is not a beach, man.
- Sorry.
Look what I found.
The penitent's hood,
full of blood.
- We have a suspect now.
- Yes.
But only the priest knows
who the penitent is.
The priest caught him stealing
and things got...
A robber would have escaped
without moving the body.
We must consider everything.
Personal revenge, robbery,
a moral issue...
Head to the bishop's.
You're in shape.
You can take him with you
if you want.
This is the priest's.
His 3 last calls yesterday
were to the same number.
The penitent's.
Wait.
Yes. Hello?
Hello?
- Lift your arm.
- What?
Lift your arm!
Oh, shit...
Oh, Ferrand!
What are you doing here?
Let him through.
Come see this.
Got 2 minutes? Come.
Does he know him?
Yes. He's been arrested twice.
They've bonded.
Were you wearing
the hood yesterday?
I wasn't supposed to say,
but yes.
It was an honor
Father Viktor gave me.
- May he rest in peace.
- That's not what worries me.
The problem is that we found
the hood drenched in blood.
It wasn't me.
I owed him everything.
Why would I have done this?
Where were you
after the mass?
I joined my wife and daughter
to have ice cream at the port.
- And...?
- I used my card. Check.
I certainly will.
Tell me about the priest.
Who was he?
- To me, he was a saint.
- To you?
Did anyone think
of him otherwise?
There's always people who say shit.
What do you mean?
They said he was too close
to the parishioners.
But that's all bullshit.
He was a devoted man.
Can I keep this?
Go ahead. I bought 4.
This is me.
The gold cult objects used
at the mass after the...
- Catenacciu!
- Right.
They were stolen.
Gold is the color
of our great festivities:
Christmas and Easter.
Father Viktor respected
the ritual.
He was an exceptional priest.
It's a terrible tragedy.
Let us pray for his soul.
We need to see his file, Your Grace.
I thought you said robbery.
That's just one idea.
Crimes are often motivated
by the victim's past.
Of course. Of course!
I'm not familiar
with this kind of...
You can imagine.
I will send the file to you
as soon as possible.
It's quite urgent.
I said I will get to it
as soon as possible.
I understand your concern,
but it's Easter Sunday
and I don't know who
has the keys...
So, for now, if you will,
I will join our community
to do a prayer.
A precious time in this sad...
and tragic hour.
We understand, Your Grace.
We won't hold you back
any longer.
Thank you for your time.
Could we get access
to Fr Viktor's studio,
or do you not know
who has that key either?
Go right ahead.
His door should be open.
There are no robbers here.
Happy Easter, gentlemen.
Your Grace.
Le Tallec, it's Easter!
Don't be so demanding!
He's hiding something.
I hope you're not thinking
he was a pedophile!
He was beat with hatred.
This was not a robbery!
Do Church matters
always have to be fishy?
They placed his body
in front of the altar,
his face covered in blood,
like that of Jesus.
It was not by chance.
There's a message there.
You have reached Prosecutor
Lise Darcourt's telephone.
Please leave a message.
I'm getting worried.
Where are you?
Call me back.
A real monk's cell.
3 polyphonic chants CDs,
one of Tino Rossi,
an olive branch cross, a Bible,
the picture of a woman...
Apparently...
his mother.
You?
Ferrand's alibi was confirmed.
What is it, Versini?
Do you have a cramp?
I want his account statements,
all his receipts...
Good luck.
In the middle of Easter!
It won't be easy.
Detailed inventory.
I don't trust that Bishop
of your at all.
- Well, lock him up.
- What?
I'm kidding. Come see this.
I asked the journal's
photographer to come.
Look at the 2nd plane.
Paramilitary soldiers.
From the same regiment as
the man who was buried.
10:55 pm.
So the murder took place
after 11 pm.
They were probably the last
to see the priest alive.
They went to greet him
after the mass
held for our comrade.
His sermon on sacrifice
was very strong.
Levenard was like
a brother for us.
We'd been together
on several operations.
We wanted to thank the priest.
It was a voluntary thing.
Levenard was by my side when
he was touched by a mine.
He lost his legs, but he
didn't die from that.
He committed suicide 2 days later.
So, no Church ceremony.
He had a civil burial.
We felt uncomfortable
so we went to see the priest
and he decided to celebrate
a mass for him
after the Catenacciu.
Did you talk with him for long?
Not at all. A big,
strange-looking guy came in,
and the priest told him off.
What do you mean?
He was bulky, around 40,
but he behaved like a kid.
Like a retard.
- Why did they fight?
- I don't know.
They walked away.
We then went back
to Levenard's parents'.
Could you make a portrait
of the strange looking guy?
- Yes.
Mr. Substitute,
you are everywhere!
It's a pleasure to see
such commitment.
- Are you making fun of me?
- Not at all.
I was thinking that,
with your authority,
you could intervene to get us
the victim's file.
I need that file,
and the Bishop
is taking too long.
He's the highest religious
authority on the island.
- Yes.
- It's a delicate issue.
I would rather leave that
to Ms. Darcourt.
Where is she, though?
Working on a tan?
You know what? You're almost
making me miss her.
Do you need someone to hold
your hand to do your job?
As soon as possible, please.
That's Corsican.
You're lucky he's not
in a bad mood.
Excuse me, gentlemen.
He was a handsome man
before the 17 facial cuts
and multiple fractures.
Plus a blow
he received in the face
with a hard, heavy object.
I think it happened in 2 parts.
These bruises tell me
he was beat up...
then killed.
He has no defensive wounds.
He could have fought back.
Unless a 2nd aggressor
immobilized him.
Unlikely.
We would have found
traces on his arms.
Well, not an easy case.
Yes, not an easy case.
Send me the audition report.
The two soldiers
came back
at around 11 pm and went to bed.
They too liked the priest.
Okay. So he was a saint.
So much so, that he didn't
defend himself.
I still think he was
hiding something
and that the Bishop
knows what it was.
The scientist isolated
a digital print
on the Church alter.
Bingo! He's on file.
Apietto Amédée, 42,
1.85 m, 150 kg.
Being drunk on the street, assault,
insults to police officer.
Okay.
Oh, gosh!
Hey...
He lives like a pig.
Oh my...!
What?
At least he didn't
make it hard on us.
Could he have been
violent with him?
He would have never
hurt Father Viktor.
He adored him.
He taught him to read.
I know, Ms. Taddeï.
I read his... notebooks.
Where is he?
In the mountain,
with his goats.
- You let him live there?
- He won't let anyone in.
I once went inside and cleaned
everything, and he cried.
I understood.
He likes to live like that.
Like an animal?
I don't judge him.
He's happy.
That's all very nice, but
Amédée has a criminal record.
- He is violent.
- No! Just when he drinks.
People from the village get
him drunk to have fun...
Sandra, go back in!
Leave my wife alone.
Hey, you...
get out!
I'll talk to them.
Is it about Amédée?
- Did he mess up?
- Maybe.
He'll be here soon
to bring his milk.
If you want to catch him,
you'll need reinforcements.
It's me! I'm back!
Amédée!
I want to talk to you!
I don't know you!
Don't move!
Put that down!
Stop! Look at me.
Calm down. Look at me.
They won't harm you.
Okay?
No. Don't do that.
You're scaring him.
Everything will be fine
if I go with you.
Put those handcuffs away.
Sandra is not going anywhere.
Take the idiot.
She stays here.
If Sandra doesn't come,
I won't go.
I'm the one who decides.
If you oppose this,
I will arrest you
for hindering our work,
you get that?
What happened to you?
I banged to punish myself.
- Who did you bang?
- The wall.
To punish yourself?
Why?
Did you do anything wrong?
You can tell them, Amédée.
I... I had not done
my writing homework.
Oh!
Father Viktor was mad at me.
When was this?
After the Catenacciu mass.
I like soldiers.
So I followed them.
But when the Father saw me,
he got mad at me.
Oh... so what happened next?
I went back home to catch up.
The homework was very hard.
But the Father was right.
I did it.
Bravo. Yes, bravo.
The Father must have been
happy, then.
- Did you show it to him?
- No. It was too late.
I was tired and went to bed.
So how did the mass objects
get to your place?
At 5 in the morning,
when I took the goats out,
I went to the church.
When I came in... I found him
lying there, full of blood.
So I wiped him with the hood
and tried to wake him, but...
he wouldn't answer.
He was dead.
Did you put him
in front of the altar?
To make him go up
to heaven faster.
Why did you take
those objects?
To keep them safe.
There was nobody else
who could do it.
- I want to go home.
- We're going.
Wait, we still have
some questions.
Sandra told me I could
go back home
if I told the truth.
I want to go home.
I want to go home!
- Hey, slowly!
- He must calm down!
Put him in jail
so he can calm down!
You made him nervous
with your questions!
Let's form a shock team.
We solved the case
in record time.
The case is not solved
until I say so.
- You can't do this.
- Yes I can.
I don't understand.
The forensic said the weapon
used was an aspergillum,
found at the suspect's house,
and he says he saw the victim
within the right time frame.
- What else do you want?
- I don't know. A motive.
The priest was too hard on him
and he took it badly.
Given his IQ,
it's possible, right?
He saw the priest and moved
him, but did he kill him?
That's enough for me to accuse him!
You have 24 hours
to prolong your arrest
and get the magistrate.
That gives me 48 more hours
to prove I'm right.
Thank you. Good-bye.
My goats! Give me my goats!
I want to go home!
I want to go home!
If he's telling the truth,
he left the priest at 11: 30 pm.
So the murder took
place afterwards.
The robbery could not
have been the motive.
- My goats! My goats!
- Shit...
- Shut up, you retard!
- Don't call him that.
- Any news from the Bishop?
- No.
- And from the Prosecutor?
- Not either.
- My goats!
- Shut up!
What should we do?
Should we burglar the Bishop?
I'll try something else first.
Did you want to see me?
Why here?
Ricciardi Family
It's calm. And discreet.
It is calm, yes.
I have nobody else to talk
about Pierre with.
18 years old. So young!
I always thought we'd share
more moments together.
But his mom sent him
to Nice and then...
he left.
Well, what can I do for you?
I need a hand.
- I need to see the Bishop.
- The Bishop?
Yes. Face to face.
Soon. Can you do it?
What are you doing tonight?
I knew I would find you here.
Did you know there's a life
after work?
I wanted to see you.
Where were you?
- Did you miss me?
- Not just I did.
Poor substitute.
You were hard on him.
You don't know what you have
'til you lose it.
You'll have other men.
So, where were you?
Not even the secretary
knew where to find you.
A family affair.
Nothing exciting.
Can we have a drink,
or do I have to beg?
This is getting uncomfortable.
Lise...
Any man would jump
to the occasion.
So I'm an "occasion" now.
I'm not 20, but still...
You know what I mean.
It's just that...
I can't be with a woman
and think of someone else.
I can't help it.
I'm sorry.
Well, you know what?
You should learn to lie.
It's sometimes better for others.
Eight on the jacks.
Three on the jacks.
This will be for charity.
Family.
Are you here for the file?
Why do you come so often?
I heard you have your man.
Don't you?
You're right.
I'm bothering you.
Keep on playing
as if nothing happened.
Sending an innocent man
to prison is just fine.
He doesn't have a family
and nobody loves him anyway...
Gentlemen.
Father Viktor arrived
from Gdansk 15 years ago,
full of strong faith and energy.
We soon adopted him.
But he got spoiled.
A parishioner from Aléria
accused him of bad behavior.
We then learned that she
was a nymphomaniac
and had lied,
but the harm had been done.
So we brought him here.
And...? Did it start over?
You know that not much
goes on in our village, chief.
Winters are long.
We received anonymous letters
about an affair
between Viktor
and a parishioner.
- Does she have a name?
- No.
I called him over.
He didn't deny he was close
to a woman in his parish,
but he assured me
it was nothing strange.
And I believed him.
However, in order
to stop rumors,
I recommended that he accept
a transfer to Bordeaux.
We were arranging that
when he died.
By the way, may I please ask
that you be very discreet
about what I just said?
I wouldn't want the Church
to be accused of covering up
for some pervert.
Okay. There's no reason
for this to come out.
I want the file.
I am aware of that.
You'll have it
on your desk tomorrow, by noon.
And now, I must keep making
money for the Church.
Take another one.
It's been ages since you last
came to have coffee.
Hey, Bati!
- How are you?
- Great.
He looks like he's not
getting enough sleep.
Do you watch over him?
Here.
No, Léti. Thanks.
I told you. I'm not going
to fall for a fiadone, no matter
how good it is.
Listen.
Anna and I are together
and it's not negotiable.
Let us at least get used to it.
Take all the time you need.
Anna and I will spend Easter
with her son somewhere.
Ange, we've never missed
an Easter breakfast,
since we were little!
Jo's going to Bruno's...
Well, we each have
our priorities.
Well, listen...
I won't promise to become
her best friend,
but come with her.
And her son.
I want a leg of lamb.
It will be the best, I bet.
I love you, sis.
My goats! My goats!
Give me my goats!
Yes, it's cool.
Okay, thanks.
A kiss.
Say hello to Lola. Ciao.
It was the scientist.
The blood on the hood
was the priest's.
It had coagulated 5 hours
before it touched the fabric.
Hey! Hey, hello!
Anyone there?
Yes, 5 hours.
That takes us to midnight.
I want my goats!
They need me!
I want to go home!
I want to see my goats!
That confirms Amédée's version.
We're saved.
I'm going to let him go.
Call the prosecutor, she's back.
Okay. It's not too soon!
Could you answer, please?
That ringing is annoying.
Please?
Hello?
Yes.
No, the father...
Mr. Szarmach is not available.
Can I take a...?
Yes. Hello.
The School Headmaster?
His son?
Prosecutor, ma'am.
What an honor!
I'm just returning your visit.
Surely to verify the exactitude
of my financial statements.
Stop this.
Did you think your henchmen
would intimidate me?
You were wrong,
and you went too far.
I will not tolerate it.
I'm sorry to learn
that you were attacked.
And even sorrier to tell you
that it wasn't me.
Do you expect me
to believe you?
Your past will catch up
with you and your son.
I will see to that personally!
As for the problems my son
had 18 years ago,
you know as well as I do
that the case is lapsed.
He's dead for good.
Keep your threats to yourself.
I don't have much to lose.
You do. Renucci.
Does he know that Anna
ran away with your son?
Or that you arranged
everything for them?
I bet he doesn't.
When you shoot, ma'am,
you must shoot to kill.
Nothing is more dangerous
than a wounded boar.
Yes, of course.
I'm also sorry.
I'll give him your message.
Thank you. Bye.
Regards.
It was from the Notre-Dame
School in Bordeaux.
They're sorry to tell us
that his son, Luc,
will not be admitted
to their school this year.
The priest's son?
The priest's son, yes.
The Bishop was transferring
him to Bordeaux.
Sandra Taddeï and the priest
were going together.
The school received a call
from a man with a heavy accent
who pretended to be the father
and threatened
to file a complaint
for kidnapping the child.
Before the day of the murder?
That's a nice motive.
What is this?
I hurt myself with a pruner.
So you maintain your version?
Will we not find traces
of your DNA on the priest?
No.
But we'll still take
a spit sample, if you don't mind.
Just to check and be sure.
Don't hate me for it.
It's my Saint Thomas side.
- You have no right...
- We don't have all rights,
but this one, we do. Sorry.
I'm get the impression that
you're starting to remember.
Okay, fine!
Sandra saw the priest too often.
I didn't like it.
I went to the house,
I found some boat tickets,
a real estate agency address,
and my kid's enrolment form!
He was about to leave
with my family!
Was I supposed to do nothing?
So, after the mass,
you went to see Father Viktor
and gave him a few blows.
- And the rage helped you...
- Okay, I beat him up!
But he was in denial.
I did not kill him.
He was still breathing
when I left.
Ask my wife.
Your wife? Sandra?
Was she there?
Find out for yourself.
On Friday, I saw
that the tickets were gone
and Doumé was furious.
I guessed where he was going,
so I followed him.
When I got there,
he was kicking Father Viktor,
who was bleeding on the floor.
When he saw me, he stopped.
He didn't kill him.
He was alive, because
I talked to him.
Why didn't you call for help?
Doumé threatened to kill me
and Luc if I did.
"Let him die," he said.
Did Doumé do this to you?
Since when does he mistreat you?
Tell me. Since when
does he mistreat you?
Had you told Father Viktor?
Is that why he wanted
to take you to Bordeaux?
To protect you?
Yes.
- Yes?
- Yes, it's true.
I told him everything
at the church,
and he told me to gather
the courage to leave.
And he was right.
Ms. Taddeï...
Doumé is violent
and always will be.
You have to finish what you
started to be free from this.
You must file a complaint.
He's my husband.
He's also a sick man
who could kill you
or your son one day.
Gentlemen.
Hello.
Prosecutor, ma'am,
I never thought I would
ever tell you this,
but I'm happy to see you.
I do have a minute. Sit down.
Oh yes... Sorry.
So, Sandra Taddeï
filed a complaint
against her husband.
Her testimony confirms
Doumé Taddeï's confession
on two points.
Yes.
Doumé Taddeï's lawyer says
that his DNA was illegally
taken in his absence,
and that this forced him
to confess involuntarily.
Really? I don't see the...
- And you?
- Not either, I...
We would never take a DNA
sample without a...
You need authorization to...
If you don't have that,
we at least don't...
You sound bad in stereo.
- Yes... but... no.
- No.
I'm accusing him for murder
attempt and domestic violence.
Will you finally set
Amédée Apietto free?
Substitute Viard had a rough start.
I wonder why.
Rough...? Not really.
- I mean, no.
- No?
No. Huh?
Maybe at first, but... No.
Okay, I'll sign
Mr. Apietto's release now.
What is it, Renucci?
It's nothing.
I was just thinking
that we'll get bored if we
don't have to convince you.
You know what bothers me?
That the real murderer,
the one who finished him off,
is still out there.
Oh well.
That will be all.
- Have a nice day.
- Yes, thanks.
Sorry, yes.
I loved rock?n-roll.
No way. Really?
- Next Thursday, same time.
- Okay.
I'd stop paying
if I were you.
I can take over if you want.
- You think so?
- Definitely.
You've made
some real progress.
- So, when are we going out?
- Tonight?
- Oh, shit! Shit!
- What?
My husband will get home
in 15 minutes.
What? Your husband?
Are you kidding?
Don't worry,
that won't change anything.
He's with the SNCM,
he's often at sea.
He's very open.
You should meet him.
Someone is here to see
Chief Renucci.
He's not here.
Really? Where is he?
Easter Thursday is like
Christmas to us here.
- Right?
- Oh yes.
Are you also leaving?
No, I can't stand to see
my mother-in-law.
- I'm okay here.
- Who wants him?
A priest.
- Chief Renucci?
- Yes...
This is from His Grace.
The file you requested.
I had orders to deliver it
to you directly.
Of course. Please thank
His Eminence for me.
His Grace is not
a cardinal yet.
I will transmit your message.
If you like the girl,
put her on your bike,
tell her to hold on to you,
and then speed up...
Then she will hold on tight...!
- It normally works.
- Right.
You see, Mom?
What I need is a motorcycle.
You have a scooter.
But I need a 500 to run fast.
No way, my son.
They get along well.
The magic of family reunions.
Family...? I can read
your thoughts, brother.
- No. I know what you're...
- What did she say?
That she doesn't know.
What...?
You're a good cop, but when
it comes to women, you suck.
What are you trying to say?
Come on, this is my life!
I've had enough!
Ange!
- I shouldn't have come.
- They can't decide that.
Nor can you.
I'm a grown woman.
There's something
you need to know.
And I prefer to be the one
to tell you.
Pierre's tomb.
Pierre?
- Hyacinthe's son.
- Yes.
It's empty.
Excuse me?
What do you mean?
Is he alive?
No, he died.
A few months ago in Saint-Barth.
Was he the one...?
Yes, we lived
all these years together.
When you left me, I lost it,
and Pierre lost it with me.
He wanted to do some
nasty drug deal.
He thought his father
would protect him.
We were both wanted.
Hyacinthe made us disappear.
Is that all?
It's a lot already.
I'm just trying to hit rock bottom
before I feel safe
to swim back up.
Apart from the anonymous
letters mentioned,
there's nothing.
Did you find anything?
He was involved
in all the Bishop's works.
He was the orphanage chaplain,
he welcomed the homeless,
and he did
all that he did for Sandra.
You're right.
He really was a good man.
He came from an orphanage
himself, anyways.
He entered the seminary
just after he came out.
Ordered priest at age 20.
Faultless trajectory.
What a vocation!
Wait... He was an orphan?
Yes.
He was a ward of the nation.
Or its equivalent in Poland.
Le Tallec, can you explain?
So...?
Orphan...
Orphan...
Orphan... Here it is.
If he was an orphan,
who is this "mama"?
That cross...
is not very Catholic.
It's more Orthodox.
Saint Theodore's cross.
You're intriguing me.
Are you able to read
the sign in the back?
Koljivo, baklava, achdar...
Hey!
- Le Tallec?
- 2 seconds!
Serbian Cuisine
It's not Polish, it's Serbian.
Serbian food!
Father Viktor's digital prints
are those of a Serbian soldier
who's been on a mission for 20 years.
Rastko Tosic
was a teacher in a Bosnian
village called Smajdin.
In 1992, he gave some Muslim
school kids to the Serbians
before executing them.
The Serbians used
the Christmas truce
to massacre them behind
the Blue Helmets' backs.
And, to top it all off:
The Interpol file says
that the village
was under French protection.
They testified at the trial
in absentia in The Hague.
One of them was a guy named...
Julien Baptiste.
9th Parachute
Chasseur Regiment
Your comrade's parents told me
where to find you.
It was faster to come
here directly.
No, I was waiting for you.
I knew you would end up
finding me.
Do you think he'll forgive me?
I'm not authorized to say.
That's between you
and your conscience.
Our mission in Smajdin
was to protect civilians.
And we had orders not to shoot.
We let those kids be killed.
There was nothing we could do.
I often played soccer with them.
I adored those kids.
Especially one...
Ljubo.
Tosic himself killed him.
So when you saw...
when you understood that...
he was burying Levenard...
I was finally able
to complete my task.
He was unconscious. I revived
him to make him understand.
And you know what?
He smiled as if
he felt relieved.
He didn't defend himself.
Did you ever think
he could be judged?
He deserved to die, period.
I was alone.
Sargent Hecht doesn't know.
Come on.
Do your job now.
We know how Tosic
took Father Viktor's identity.
Car accident,
Polish pilgrims.
Tosic was hiding among them.
The real...
Viktor Szarmach didn't survive.
So Tosic took his papers.
But, you knew, didn't you?
In a way.
He told me he'd not always been
the man he appeared to be.
That's all.
When you want
to change your identity,
it's because you have
things to hide, right?
Do you know what the Secret
of Confession is?
I never knew the war criminal,
I knew Father Viktor,
an exceptional priest
with a deep vocation.
He was the incarnation
of goodness.
Maybe because he had
experienced evil
beyond anything you or I
could ever imagine.
Do you want to speak
of true redemption?
Given our respective jobs,
we should never forget
that it is possible.
Three sixes.
Three jacks.
Ange!
Tomorrow. It's the anniversary
of Pierre's death, right?
See you there.
I wanted to tell you myself.
Or not.
I had no choice.
He was in danger because of her.
I looked for her everywhere!
And you...
never said anything!
Never. Not a word! To me!
And that false burial...!
I had to protect my family.
Why? Who am I, then?
The man who replaced
the son I lost,
and who helped me
bear not being able to see
by grandson until now.
Barthé?
Anna told you?
No, but I know it.
I hope he can survive
having such a mother.
Ange, get rid of her
while you still can.
She'll kill you,
like she killed my son.
You know nothing.
You want to rule your life
and that of others.
But my life is not yours.
And I don't take advice
from old crooks... Hai capito?
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The church is dirty.
We have work to do.
You take care of the sacristy
and I'll do the benches.
Sandra!
DUEL IN THE SUN
THE PENITENT
I feel very stupid.
So do I.
I wonder what's left
for me to find out.
I know what you're wondering.
I don't know if he's your son, Ange.
I've always had that doubt.
I was with someone else
when you left me, so...
I don't know.
The truth...
I spent years hiding, lying.
And now that I have
to be frank and honest...
I'd lost the habit.
There's a way to find out.
Promise me not to do anything.
Don't use your cops
to get a hair from him.
He just lost the man
he considered his father.
He's my son.
I have to deal with that.
Chief, captain.
Substitute Viard.
I'm delighted to be here.
This is terrible!
A priest murdered on Easter!
- Who are you?
- The prosecutor's substitute.
Where is your boss?
I'm on duty today.
Ms. Darcourt is unavailable.
- Good. Is the scientist here?
- Yes, and so is the forensic.
Let me warn you.
This does not look pretty.
Shall we?
I feel we'll make a great team.
Hey, wait!
Here.
One size fits all.
Is this a joke?
Any comments...?
Well... The victim.
Viktor Szarmach...
Zarmac, or Jarmac
- I'm not too sure -
was the parish priest. Polish.
He got to France 15 years ago.
6 years in Corsica.
He was beat to death.
A real carnage.
It happened by the crucifix.
He was then placed
in front of the shrine.
In the same position
as Jesus Christ.
No blood traces on the floor,
so he was picked up.
You gotta be strong.
The priest weighs 95 kg.
At what time?
Between 10 pm and 1 am.
What was he doing here
at that time?
After the Catena,
he held a mass for a burial.
- After the what?
- The Catenacciu procession.
Oh, the Catenacciu is beautiful!
A chained penitent wearing
a red hood drags a cross
and is crucified.
A real cross, 30 kg.
Chains, 17 kg.
And he walks a long distance.
Then you have
the black penitents
walking beside him...
What are you doing?
You have to wear this.
- I don't need it.
- It's the protocol!
I don't want my crime
scene all dirty!
I think...
I think you two will
get along quite well.
Yes.
Do you know whether he had
any problem or disagreement
with anyone here?
Not here, no.
But he was in charge of 5 parishes.
We don't know what
went on elsewhere.
I know why they killed him.
The mass cups used for great
events have disappeared.
They were gold.
It bears the effigy of St. Joseph.
Nobody from here would dare
to do such a thing.
In any case, when the priests
were with us,
such horrors never happened.
Hey! Come see this!
Hey! Versini!
- This is not a beach, man.
- Sorry.
Look what I found.
The penitent's hood,
full of blood.
- We have a suspect now.
- Yes.
But only the priest knows
who the penitent is.
The priest caught him stealing
and things got...
A robber would have escaped
without moving the body.
We must consider everything.
Personal revenge, robbery,
a moral issue...
Head to the bishop's.
You're in shape.
You can take him with you
if you want.
This is the priest's.
His 3 last calls yesterday
were to the same number.
The penitent's.
Wait.
Yes. Hello?
Hello?
- Lift your arm.
- What?
Lift your arm!
Oh, shit...
Oh, Ferrand!
What are you doing here?
Let him through.
Come see this.
Got 2 minutes? Come.
Does he know him?
Yes. He's been arrested twice.
They've bonded.
Were you wearing
the hood yesterday?
I wasn't supposed to say,
but yes.
It was an honor
Father Viktor gave me.
- May he rest in peace.
- That's not what worries me.
The problem is that we found
the hood drenched in blood.
It wasn't me.
I owed him everything.
Why would I have done this?
Where were you
after the mass?
I joined my wife and daughter
to have ice cream at the port.
- And...?
- I used my card. Check.
I certainly will.
Tell me about the priest.
Who was he?
- To me, he was a saint.
- To you?
Did anyone think
of him otherwise?
There's always people who say shit.
What do you mean?
They said he was too close
to the parishioners.
But that's all bullshit.
He was a devoted man.
Can I keep this?
Go ahead. I bought 4.
This is me.
The gold cult objects used
at the mass after the...
- Catenacciu!
- Right.
They were stolen.
Gold is the color
of our great festivities:
Christmas and Easter.
Father Viktor respected
the ritual.
He was an exceptional priest.
It's a terrible tragedy.
Let us pray for his soul.
We need to see his file, Your Grace.
I thought you said robbery.
That's just one idea.
Crimes are often motivated
by the victim's past.
Of course. Of course!
I'm not familiar
with this kind of...
You can imagine.
I will send the file to you
as soon as possible.
It's quite urgent.
I said I will get to it
as soon as possible.
I understand your concern,
but it's Easter Sunday
and I don't know who
has the keys...
So, for now, if you will,
I will join our community
to do a prayer.
A precious time in this sad...
and tragic hour.
We understand, Your Grace.
We won't hold you back
any longer.
Thank you for your time.
Could we get access
to Fr Viktor's studio,
or do you not know
who has that key either?
Go right ahead.
His door should be open.
There are no robbers here.
Happy Easter, gentlemen.
Your Grace.
Le Tallec, it's Easter!
Don't be so demanding!
He's hiding something.
I hope you're not thinking
he was a pedophile!
He was beat with hatred.
This was not a robbery!
Do Church matters
always have to be fishy?
They placed his body
in front of the altar,
his face covered in blood,
like that of Jesus.
It was not by chance.
There's a message there.
You have reached Prosecutor
Lise Darcourt's telephone.
Please leave a message.
I'm getting worried.
Where are you?
Call me back.
A real monk's cell.
3 polyphonic chants CDs,
one of Tino Rossi,
an olive branch cross, a Bible,
the picture of a woman...
Apparently...
his mother.
You?
Ferrand's alibi was confirmed.
What is it, Versini?
Do you have a cramp?
I want his account statements,
all his receipts...
Good luck.
In the middle of Easter!
It won't be easy.
Detailed inventory.
I don't trust that Bishop
of your at all.
- Well, lock him up.
- What?
I'm kidding. Come see this.
I asked the journal's
photographer to come.
Look at the 2nd plane.
Paramilitary soldiers.
From the same regiment as
the man who was buried.
10:55 pm.
So the murder took place
after 11 pm.
They were probably the last
to see the priest alive.
They went to greet him
after the mass
held for our comrade.
His sermon on sacrifice
was very strong.
Levenard was like
a brother for us.
We'd been together
on several operations.
We wanted to thank the priest.
It was a voluntary thing.
Levenard was by my side when
he was touched by a mine.
He lost his legs, but he
didn't die from that.
He committed suicide 2 days later.
So, no Church ceremony.
He had a civil burial.
We felt uncomfortable
so we went to see the priest
and he decided to celebrate
a mass for him
after the Catenacciu.
Did you talk with him for long?
Not at all. A big,
strange-looking guy came in,
and the priest told him off.
What do you mean?
He was bulky, around 40,
but he behaved like a kid.
Like a retard.
- Why did they fight?
- I don't know.
They walked away.
We then went back
to Levenard's parents'.
Could you make a portrait
of the strange looking guy?
- Yes.
Mr. Substitute,
you are everywhere!
It's a pleasure to see
such commitment.
- Are you making fun of me?
- Not at all.
I was thinking that,
with your authority,
you could intervene to get us
the victim's file.
I need that file,
and the Bishop
is taking too long.
He's the highest religious
authority on the island.
- Yes.
- It's a delicate issue.
I would rather leave that
to Ms. Darcourt.
Where is she, though?
Working on a tan?
You know what? You're almost
making me miss her.
Do you need someone to hold
your hand to do your job?
As soon as possible, please.
That's Corsican.
You're lucky he's not
in a bad mood.
Excuse me, gentlemen.
He was a handsome man
before the 17 facial cuts
and multiple fractures.
Plus a blow
he received in the face
with a hard, heavy object.
I think it happened in 2 parts.
These bruises tell me
he was beat up...
then killed.
He has no defensive wounds.
He could have fought back.
Unless a 2nd aggressor
immobilized him.
Unlikely.
We would have found
traces on his arms.
Well, not an easy case.
Yes, not an easy case.
Send me the audition report.
The two soldiers
came back
at around 11 pm and went to bed.
They too liked the priest.
Okay. So he was a saint.
So much so, that he didn't
defend himself.
I still think he was
hiding something
and that the Bishop
knows what it was.
The scientist isolated
a digital print
on the Church alter.
Bingo! He's on file.
Apietto Amédée, 42,
1.85 m, 150 kg.
Being drunk on the street, assault,
insults to police officer.
Okay.
Oh, gosh!
Hey...
He lives like a pig.
Oh my...!
What?
At least he didn't
make it hard on us.
Could he have been
violent with him?
He would have never
hurt Father Viktor.
He adored him.
He taught him to read.
I know, Ms. Taddeï.
I read his... notebooks.
Where is he?
In the mountain,
with his goats.
- You let him live there?
- He won't let anyone in.
I once went inside and cleaned
everything, and he cried.
I understood.
He likes to live like that.
Like an animal?
I don't judge him.
He's happy.
That's all very nice, but
Amédée has a criminal record.
- He is violent.
- No! Just when he drinks.
People from the village get
him drunk to have fun...
Sandra, go back in!
Leave my wife alone.
Hey, you...
get out!
I'll talk to them.
Is it about Amédée?
- Did he mess up?
- Maybe.
He'll be here soon
to bring his milk.
If you want to catch him,
you'll need reinforcements.
It's me! I'm back!
Amédée!
I want to talk to you!
I don't know you!
Don't move!
Put that down!
Stop! Look at me.
Calm down. Look at me.
They won't harm you.
Okay?
No. Don't do that.
You're scaring him.
Everything will be fine
if I go with you.
Put those handcuffs away.
Sandra is not going anywhere.
Take the idiot.
She stays here.
If Sandra doesn't come,
I won't go.
I'm the one who decides.
If you oppose this,
I will arrest you
for hindering our work,
you get that?
What happened to you?
I banged to punish myself.
- Who did you bang?
- The wall.
To punish yourself?
Why?
Did you do anything wrong?
You can tell them, Amédée.
I... I had not done
my writing homework.
Oh!
Father Viktor was mad at me.
When was this?
After the Catenacciu mass.
I like soldiers.
So I followed them.
But when the Father saw me,
he got mad at me.
Oh... so what happened next?
I went back home to catch up.
The homework was very hard.
But the Father was right.
I did it.
Bravo. Yes, bravo.
The Father must have been
happy, then.
- Did you show it to him?
- No. It was too late.
I was tired and went to bed.
So how did the mass objects
get to your place?
At 5 in the morning,
when I took the goats out,
I went to the church.
When I came in... I found him
lying there, full of blood.
So I wiped him with the hood
and tried to wake him, but...
he wouldn't answer.
He was dead.
Did you put him
in front of the altar?
To make him go up
to heaven faster.
Why did you take
those objects?
To keep them safe.
There was nobody else
who could do it.
- I want to go home.
- We're going.
Wait, we still have
some questions.
Sandra told me I could
go back home
if I told the truth.
I want to go home.
I want to go home!
- Hey, slowly!
- He must calm down!
Put him in jail
so he can calm down!
You made him nervous
with your questions!
Let's form a shock team.
We solved the case
in record time.
The case is not solved
until I say so.
- You can't do this.
- Yes I can.
I don't understand.
The forensic said the weapon
used was an aspergillum,
found at the suspect's house,
and he says he saw the victim
within the right time frame.
- What else do you want?
- I don't know. A motive.
The priest was too hard on him
and he took it badly.
Given his IQ,
it's possible, right?
He saw the priest and moved
him, but did he kill him?
That's enough for me to accuse him!
You have 24 hours
to prolong your arrest
and get the magistrate.
That gives me 48 more hours
to prove I'm right.
Thank you. Good-bye.
My goats! Give me my goats!
I want to go home!
I want to go home!
If he's telling the truth,
he left the priest at 11: 30 pm.
So the murder took
place afterwards.
The robbery could not
have been the motive.
- My goats! My goats!
- Shit...
- Shut up, you retard!
- Don't call him that.
- Any news from the Bishop?
- No.
- And from the Prosecutor?
- Not either.
- My goats!
- Shut up!
What should we do?
Should we burglar the Bishop?
I'll try something else first.
Did you want to see me?
Why here?
Ricciardi Family
It's calm. And discreet.
It is calm, yes.
I have nobody else to talk
about Pierre with.
18 years old. So young!
I always thought we'd share
more moments together.
But his mom sent him
to Nice and then...
he left.
Well, what can I do for you?
I need a hand.
- I need to see the Bishop.
- The Bishop?
Yes. Face to face.
Soon. Can you do it?
What are you doing tonight?
I knew I would find you here.
Did you know there's a life
after work?
I wanted to see you.
Where were you?
- Did you miss me?
- Not just I did.
Poor substitute.
You were hard on him.
You don't know what you have
'til you lose it.
You'll have other men.
So, where were you?
Not even the secretary
knew where to find you.
A family affair.
Nothing exciting.
Can we have a drink,
or do I have to beg?
This is getting uncomfortable.
Lise...
Any man would jump
to the occasion.
So I'm an "occasion" now.
I'm not 20, but still...
You know what I mean.
It's just that...
I can't be with a woman
and think of someone else.
I can't help it.
I'm sorry.
Well, you know what?
You should learn to lie.
It's sometimes better for others.
Eight on the jacks.
Three on the jacks.
This will be for charity.
Family.
Are you here for the file?
Why do you come so often?
I heard you have your man.
Don't you?
You're right.
I'm bothering you.
Keep on playing
as if nothing happened.
Sending an innocent man
to prison is just fine.
He doesn't have a family
and nobody loves him anyway...
Gentlemen.
Father Viktor arrived
from Gdansk 15 years ago,
full of strong faith and energy.
We soon adopted him.
But he got spoiled.
A parishioner from Aléria
accused him of bad behavior.
We then learned that she
was a nymphomaniac
and had lied,
but the harm had been done.
So we brought him here.
And...? Did it start over?
You know that not much
goes on in our village, chief.
Winters are long.
We received anonymous letters
about an affair
between Viktor
and a parishioner.
- Does she have a name?
- No.
I called him over.
He didn't deny he was close
to a woman in his parish,
but he assured me
it was nothing strange.
And I believed him.
However, in order
to stop rumors,
I recommended that he accept
a transfer to Bordeaux.
We were arranging that
when he died.
By the way, may I please ask
that you be very discreet
about what I just said?
I wouldn't want the Church
to be accused of covering up
for some pervert.
Okay. There's no reason
for this to come out.
I want the file.
I am aware of that.
You'll have it
on your desk tomorrow, by noon.
And now, I must keep making
money for the Church.
Take another one.
It's been ages since you last
came to have coffee.
Hey, Bati!
- How are you?
- Great.
He looks like he's not
getting enough sleep.
Do you watch over him?
Here.
No, Léti. Thanks.
I told you. I'm not going
to fall for a fiadone, no matter
how good it is.
Listen.
Anna and I are together
and it's not negotiable.
Let us at least get used to it.
Take all the time you need.
Anna and I will spend Easter
with her son somewhere.
Ange, we've never missed
an Easter breakfast,
since we were little!
Jo's going to Bruno's...
Well, we each have
our priorities.
Well, listen...
I won't promise to become
her best friend,
but come with her.
And her son.
I want a leg of lamb.
It will be the best, I bet.
I love you, sis.
My goats! My goats!
Give me my goats!
Yes, it's cool.
Okay, thanks.
A kiss.
Say hello to Lola. Ciao.
It was the scientist.
The blood on the hood
was the priest's.
It had coagulated 5 hours
before it touched the fabric.
Hey! Hey, hello!
Anyone there?
Yes, 5 hours.
That takes us to midnight.
I want my goats!
They need me!
I want to go home!
I want to see my goats!
That confirms Amédée's version.
We're saved.
I'm going to let him go.
Call the prosecutor, she's back.
Okay. It's not too soon!
Could you answer, please?
That ringing is annoying.
Please?
Hello?
Yes.
No, the father...
Mr. Szarmach is not available.
Can I take a...?
Yes. Hello.
The School Headmaster?
His son?
Prosecutor, ma'am.
What an honor!
I'm just returning your visit.
Surely to verify the exactitude
of my financial statements.
Stop this.
Did you think your henchmen
would intimidate me?
You were wrong,
and you went too far.
I will not tolerate it.
I'm sorry to learn
that you were attacked.
And even sorrier to tell you
that it wasn't me.
Do you expect me
to believe you?
Your past will catch up
with you and your son.
I will see to that personally!
As for the problems my son
had 18 years ago,
you know as well as I do
that the case is lapsed.
He's dead for good.
Keep your threats to yourself.
I don't have much to lose.
You do. Renucci.
Does he know that Anna
ran away with your son?
Or that you arranged
everything for them?
I bet he doesn't.
When you shoot, ma'am,
you must shoot to kill.
Nothing is more dangerous
than a wounded boar.
Yes, of course.
I'm also sorry.
I'll give him your message.
Thank you. Bye.
Regards.
It was from the Notre-Dame
School in Bordeaux.
They're sorry to tell us
that his son, Luc,
will not be admitted
to their school this year.
The priest's son?
The priest's son, yes.
The Bishop was transferring
him to Bordeaux.
Sandra Taddeï and the priest
were going together.
The school received a call
from a man with a heavy accent
who pretended to be the father
and threatened
to file a complaint
for kidnapping the child.
Before the day of the murder?
That's a nice motive.
What is this?
I hurt myself with a pruner.
So you maintain your version?
Will we not find traces
of your DNA on the priest?
No.
But we'll still take
a spit sample, if you don't mind.
Just to check and be sure.
Don't hate me for it.
It's my Saint Thomas side.
- You have no right...
- We don't have all rights,
but this one, we do. Sorry.
I'm get the impression that
you're starting to remember.
Okay, fine!
Sandra saw the priest too often.
I didn't like it.
I went to the house,
I found some boat tickets,
a real estate agency address,
and my kid's enrolment form!
He was about to leave
with my family!
Was I supposed to do nothing?
So, after the mass,
you went to see Father Viktor
and gave him a few blows.
- And the rage helped you...
- Okay, I beat him up!
But he was in denial.
I did not kill him.
He was still breathing
when I left.
Ask my wife.
Your wife? Sandra?
Was she there?
Find out for yourself.
On Friday, I saw
that the tickets were gone
and Doumé was furious.
I guessed where he was going,
so I followed him.
When I got there,
he was kicking Father Viktor,
who was bleeding on the floor.
When he saw me, he stopped.
He didn't kill him.
He was alive, because
I talked to him.
Why didn't you call for help?
Doumé threatened to kill me
and Luc if I did.
"Let him die," he said.
Did Doumé do this to you?
Since when does he mistreat you?
Tell me. Since when
does he mistreat you?
Had you told Father Viktor?
Is that why he wanted
to take you to Bordeaux?
To protect you?
Yes.
- Yes?
- Yes, it's true.
I told him everything
at the church,
and he told me to gather
the courage to leave.
And he was right.
Ms. Taddeï...
Doumé is violent
and always will be.
You have to finish what you
started to be free from this.
You must file a complaint.
He's my husband.
He's also a sick man
who could kill you
or your son one day.
Gentlemen.
Hello.
Prosecutor, ma'am,
I never thought I would
ever tell you this,
but I'm happy to see you.
I do have a minute. Sit down.
Oh yes... Sorry.
So, Sandra Taddeï
filed a complaint
against her husband.
Her testimony confirms
Doumé Taddeï's confession
on two points.
Yes.
Doumé Taddeï's lawyer says
that his DNA was illegally
taken in his absence,
and that this forced him
to confess involuntarily.
Really? I don't see the...
- And you?
- Not either, I...
We would never take a DNA
sample without a...
You need authorization to...
If you don't have that,
we at least don't...
You sound bad in stereo.
- Yes... but... no.
- No.
I'm accusing him for murder
attempt and domestic violence.
Will you finally set
Amédée Apietto free?
Substitute Viard had a rough start.
I wonder why.
Rough...? Not really.
- I mean, no.
- No?
No. Huh?
Maybe at first, but... No.
Okay, I'll sign
Mr. Apietto's release now.
What is it, Renucci?
It's nothing.
I was just thinking
that we'll get bored if we
don't have to convince you.
You know what bothers me?
That the real murderer,
the one who finished him off,
is still out there.
Oh well.
That will be all.
- Have a nice day.
- Yes, thanks.
Sorry, yes.
I loved rock?n-roll.
No way. Really?
- Next Thursday, same time.
- Okay.
I'd stop paying
if I were you.
I can take over if you want.
- You think so?
- Definitely.
You've made
some real progress.
- So, when are we going out?
- Tonight?
- Oh, shit! Shit!
- What?
My husband will get home
in 15 minutes.
What? Your husband?
Are you kidding?
Don't worry,
that won't change anything.
He's with the SNCM,
he's often at sea.
He's very open.
You should meet him.
Someone is here to see
Chief Renucci.
He's not here.
Really? Where is he?
Easter Thursday is like
Christmas to us here.
- Right?
- Oh yes.
Are you also leaving?
No, I can't stand to see
my mother-in-law.
- I'm okay here.
- Who wants him?
A priest.
- Chief Renucci?
- Yes...
This is from His Grace.
The file you requested.
I had orders to deliver it
to you directly.
Of course. Please thank
His Eminence for me.
His Grace is not
a cardinal yet.
I will transmit your message.
If you like the girl,
put her on your bike,
tell her to hold on to you,
and then speed up...
Then she will hold on tight...!
- It normally works.
- Right.
You see, Mom?
What I need is a motorcycle.
You have a scooter.
But I need a 500 to run fast.
No way, my son.
They get along well.
The magic of family reunions.
Family...? I can read
your thoughts, brother.
- No. I know what you're...
- What did she say?
That she doesn't know.
What...?
You're a good cop, but when
it comes to women, you suck.
What are you trying to say?
Come on, this is my life!
I've had enough!
Ange!
- I shouldn't have come.
- They can't decide that.
Nor can you.
I'm a grown woman.
There's something
you need to know.
And I prefer to be the one
to tell you.
Pierre's tomb.
Pierre?
- Hyacinthe's son.
- Yes.
It's empty.
Excuse me?
What do you mean?
Is he alive?
No, he died.
A few months ago in Saint-Barth.
Was he the one...?
Yes, we lived
all these years together.
When you left me, I lost it,
and Pierre lost it with me.
He wanted to do some
nasty drug deal.
He thought his father
would protect him.
We were both wanted.
Hyacinthe made us disappear.
Is that all?
It's a lot already.
I'm just trying to hit rock bottom
before I feel safe
to swim back up.
Apart from the anonymous
letters mentioned,
there's nothing.
Did you find anything?
He was involved
in all the Bishop's works.
He was the orphanage chaplain,
he welcomed the homeless,
and he did
all that he did for Sandra.
You're right.
He really was a good man.
He came from an orphanage
himself, anyways.
He entered the seminary
just after he came out.
Ordered priest at age 20.
Faultless trajectory.
What a vocation!
Wait... He was an orphan?
Yes.
He was a ward of the nation.
Or its equivalent in Poland.
Le Tallec, can you explain?
So...?
Orphan...
Orphan...
Orphan... Here it is.
If he was an orphan,
who is this "mama"?
That cross...
is not very Catholic.
It's more Orthodox.
Saint Theodore's cross.
You're intriguing me.
Are you able to read
the sign in the back?
Koljivo, baklava, achdar...
Hey!
- Le Tallec?
- 2 seconds!
Serbian Cuisine
It's not Polish, it's Serbian.
Serbian food!
Father Viktor's digital prints
are those of a Serbian soldier
who's been on a mission for 20 years.
Rastko Tosic
was a teacher in a Bosnian
village called Smajdin.
In 1992, he gave some Muslim
school kids to the Serbians
before executing them.
The Serbians used
the Christmas truce
to massacre them behind
the Blue Helmets' backs.
And, to top it all off:
The Interpol file says
that the village
was under French protection.
They testified at the trial
in absentia in The Hague.
One of them was a guy named...
Julien Baptiste.
9th Parachute
Chasseur Regiment
Your comrade's parents told me
where to find you.
It was faster to come
here directly.
No, I was waiting for you.
I knew you would end up
finding me.
Do you think he'll forgive me?
I'm not authorized to say.
That's between you
and your conscience.
Our mission in Smajdin
was to protect civilians.
And we had orders not to shoot.
We let those kids be killed.
There was nothing we could do.
I often played soccer with them.
I adored those kids.
Especially one...
Ljubo.
Tosic himself killed him.
So when you saw...
when you understood that...
he was burying Levenard...
I was finally able
to complete my task.
He was unconscious. I revived
him to make him understand.
And you know what?
He smiled as if
he felt relieved.
He didn't defend himself.
Did you ever think
he could be judged?
He deserved to die, period.
I was alone.
Sargent Hecht doesn't know.
Come on.
Do your job now.
We know how Tosic
took Father Viktor's identity.
Car accident,
Polish pilgrims.
Tosic was hiding among them.
The real...
Viktor Szarmach didn't survive.
So Tosic took his papers.
But, you knew, didn't you?
In a way.
He told me he'd not always been
the man he appeared to be.
That's all.
When you want
to change your identity,
it's because you have
things to hide, right?
Do you know what the Secret
of Confession is?
I never knew the war criminal,
I knew Father Viktor,
an exceptional priest
with a deep vocation.
He was the incarnation
of goodness.
Maybe because he had
experienced evil
beyond anything you or I
could ever imagine.
Do you want to speak
of true redemption?
Given our respective jobs,
we should never forget
that it is possible.
Three sixes.
Three jacks.
Ange!
Tomorrow. It's the anniversary
of Pierre's death, right?
See you there.
I wanted to tell you myself.
Or not.
I had no choice.
He was in danger because of her.
I looked for her everywhere!
And you...
never said anything!
Never. Not a word! To me!
And that false burial...!
I had to protect my family.
Why? Who am I, then?
The man who replaced
the son I lost,
and who helped me
bear not being able to see
by grandson until now.
Barthé?
Anna told you?
No, but I know it.
I hope he can survive
having such a mother.
Ange, get rid of her
while you still can.
She'll kill you,
like she killed my son.
You know nothing.
You want to rule your life
and that of others.
But my life is not yours.
And I don't take advice
from old crooks... Hai capito?
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