HPI Haut Potentiel Intellectuel (2021–…): Season 3, Episode 2 - 18 carats - full transcript
Morgane is in prison charged with a murder she did not commit. As she tries to adjust to the prison environment, also tries to solve the investigation of her case. With the help of Karadec and the rest of the team, she does everyt...
METAL DETECTOR BEEPS
- From where?
GUARD 1: You there--
earrings, bag, shoes, belt-- everything!
- Seriously?
GUARD 2: Welcome home, ma'am.
- Watch it, that's fragile.
- Last name, first name.
- Morgane Alvaro.
- Have you got a nickname?
- I've had plenty...
In CM2, I was Yellow Force.
Then I was Lady Carrot.
Afterwards, there was a whole period--
Axelle Red, Larusso,
Mylene Farmer*-- you name it.
- No, no, stop.
* ACTOR-SINGER-WRITER
Date of birth.
Place of birth.
"Chewing gum."
- But it still has its flavor.
-Your family situation?
- It's complicated.
- Number of children?
What is your level of education?
- Hard knocks.
- Your most recent occupation, Ms. Alvaro?
- The most recent isn't
the most representative
of my...
Fine. Housekeeper.
- Residence?
- It's at Henri's mother's.
- 'Henri's mother's.'
Person to notify if...
- No. No.
- '051202' is your number.
- Yes, I've seen movies.
- It's your identity for
the time of your stay with us.
HIGH INTELLECTUAL POTENTIAL
- I asked you to hand them to me,
not throw them.
The little top too.
- But it's not beeping!
- The boss isn't down with them.
I'll get you the proper outfit.
- Whoa, no, there's no way while I'm alive
I'm putting those on
- Alvaro, to the visiting room,
there's a policeman for you.
- No! There's no way!
- Hello, Morgane. How are you?
- Eh?
I can't hear.
- Hello, Morgane.
How are you?
- Very well, I'm on fire.
And you?
- I spoke with the SR* team investigating
* LITERALLY, 'RESEARCH SECTION'
the murder of Emilie Fontaine, your ex-boss.
Neighbors saw you argue with her,
and wandering around the neighborhood.
Can you explain why?
- It's fine, I don't need you,
I can manage everything.
- You, 'manage'?
- Yes. Perfectly.
I can prove my innocence.
You're wasting my time.
Have you finished?
Can I get back?
- Morgane, don't you see, you're
under investigation for murder.
You risk life imprisonment!
That's 20, 25 years minimum!
- You good, you're done?
Maxime Fontaine killed his first wife!
Oh yeah!
Before Emilie, he was married
to an Andrea who committed
'suicide' when he was in Cape Town.
But he wasn't in South Africa.
I can prove it because of the phases
of the moon!
- Morgane, the day of the death
of his first wife, Mr. Fontaine was not
in Cape Town, South Africa.
He was at Cape Ferret, in the Gironde.
We have confirmation of
more than 20 witnesses.
- In the Gironde?
But Gilles told me about
Cape Town on the phone,
nothing about Cape Ferret!
- Gilles is not supposed
to tell you anything at all!
If I understood correctly,
you were investigating for Emilie
before her death?
- Yes.
- Why? Was she being threatened?
What did you discover?
- Lots of things...
A guy taking pictures of her,
okay? That was very weird.
- If you're talking
about the guy at the motel,
nothing was found in his room.
And his plates aren't in our database.
I'm sorry. What else?
Hey, Morgane...
Don't lose hope.
From what I've read,
there may be a promising lead.
When the police questioned
Maxime Fontaine, he said some jewelry
disappeared from his home,
an 18-carat solid gold bracelet,
with six rubies,
belonging to his first wife.
This bracelet is worth
approximately €15,000.
So, if the killer entered Emilie's to steal it,
she could've surprised him,
it could've gone wrong.
EMILIE: Collect your belongings
and get out of this house!
-Well, well...
I'm going to get my things back, and how!
- You see?
- Yeah.
Yeah... Maybe I know something-
- It may seem thin, but it's
a rare piece, easy to identify.
If we find the bracelet,
we may find the murderer.
- Awesome. Awesome.
Uh, do you want
to call Thea for me please?
The children will start worrying.
Come on, seriously!
- You're on speakerphone.
RINGING
- Hello, honey?
- Hello, Mom? You all right?
- Yeah.
- I left you messages.
Four cops are searching the house.
- Okay, uh...
Good. Everything's good.
But here, now,
it turns out that that I'm in jail.
Just for a few hours.
- 'In jail'!?
- Yes, but it's nothing serious.
Listen, I need a big favor.
Go into my bathroom, OK,
and get a bracelet
that you don't know about,
because I haven't had the
chance to wear it, it's brand new.
In short, it's really important
that the cops mustn't find it-- okay?
I'll describe it: it's gold
mounted with big red stones, you hear me?
- Morgane!
- You get it-
- Hey, ho: you stole
this jewelry from the victim?
- I THOUGHT IT WAS FAKE, OK!?
Who walks around with such a thing,
aside from the Queen of England?
- Fuck! Fuck!
No! NO! NO!
It's not possible
to do that!
- Is that Supercop?
- OK, now we have to inform
the judge, Morgane! This worsens your case!
- THEA, GET
THE BRACELET!
- STOP THAT!
Don't touch anything!
-What?
-They're searching the floor,
what do I do?
- OK, OK.
If I tell the truth to your judge,
do you think he'll believe me?
NERVOUS LAUGH
- Figure it out
so no one finds the thing.
-Thank you. OK? Thanks.
- I don't want to be mixed up in this!
- I have to go to the bathroom bad.
- No no no, go downstairs, I'm not done.
-I have my period, I need a tampon.
-Ah.
Uh... one minute, huh?
- OK. Eliott, are you coming to help me?
- Yeah, yeah...
- Thanks!
(Yes. Thank you so much.)
I got it. What do I do?
- Uh...
- ARRGH! What?
- We just have to attach it to a pigeon
out on the gutter.
- Anything else?
We have 10 seconds.
KNOCKING
- Everything all right? Hurry up.
- Yes, I'm almost done!
A second !
Okay.
I have what I need, thank you.
The SR will take over
the case if the judge agrees.
But before deciding
let's remember 2-3 things.
Morgane never says thank you,
she puts those around her
in the shit,
and the last time we risked
our jobs for her, she left us.
Knowing all this,
who in this room is ready
to commit to helping her?
I'm sure she'll send us
chocolates for bailing her out,
Commander?
- Our victim's name is
Emilie Fontaine, 34 years old,
trained biologist,
unemployed in recent years.
Per investigators, she was killed in
the early evening the day before yesterday.
We found her body buried in her garden.
Her husband came
home from work at 9:30 pm,
according to him the house was empty.
- He have an alibi for the time of death?
- Nothing conclusive.
Let's keep an eye on him, his first wife
also died under troubling circumstances.
CELINE: Yes, please?
-Ethically, you seem to know Morgane well.
Isn't that a conflict of interest?
CELINE: Excellent objection.
Put it all in writing for me.
Gilles, you and Karadec
watch the husband.
Daphne, you focus on the motel guy.
And I will undertake to
take the case to the judge.
- Are you going to talk to Judge Caron?
-Yes; yes.
- Is that a good idea?
Because t he last time you
worked together, it ended badly.
- Yeah, you called him a big
psycho-rigid fascist in front of everyone.
- Yes, well, given his opinions he
took it as a compliment. I will lay low.
Don't worry; I'll keep a low profile.
- Okay.
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- Come on!
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- Come on!\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- Yes, I'm going!
INMATES: The redhead is in the airlock.
I repeat,
the redhead is in the airlock!
ECHOING LAUGHTER
- I'm going to gut you like a chicken!
- Wait, is that me
they're talking about?
- This way.\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h
- Wait, no... I thought of something.
You may not be aware, but last year,
I worked a little for
the cops, alright?
If that info ever leaked,
that'd be bad for me, right?
- Listen, Alvaro:
the director has read your file,
we're putting you in the 'chicken coop.'
- What's that?
- The 'chicken coop' is
Keller's cell, an ex-cop.
Well that's good!
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- This way!\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- Okay, I'm with an
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hex-cop, that's fine!
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- Okay, I'm with an
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hex-cop, that's fine!
Wait wait, no! Wait!
'Keller'? As in 'Laetitia Keller'?
- Open this door, bitch!
I said open! I'm going to kill you !
SHOUTING
No no no, wait, wait!
It's not in my file because
I had IGPN* on my ass at the time,
* INTERNAL AFFAIRS
but it turned out
that chick is a killer, okay?
A big psychopath!
We have to warn the director!
Hey...
Crazy meeting here, huh?
If I'd been told...
FORCED LAUGH
You know what?
No hard feelings!
Everyone deserves a second chance.
Uh... you were stressed out. I...
I understand.
You know what we're gonna do?
'Magic slate,' huh?
We erase everything.
And then we start off
on a good basis--
huh?
LAETITIA: If you snore,
I'll make you swallow your toes.
- (OK.)
KNOCKS
CARON: Come in.
- Pierre-Emmanuel?
- Celine.
STAMMERS
To what do I owe this pleasure?
- I figured I'd come see you.
-Mm-hmm?
- Listen, I’m not gonna
beat around the bush here.
I know we had our little
disagreements, you and me.
- 'Our little disagreements...'
Go on.
- Our professions have rules.
What I'm about to ask might be
considered borderline by some people.
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hI was wondering if-
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- We could have
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hI was wondering if-\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hdinner together.
- 'Dinner together'?
- Have a drink?
No, let's do exactly what
you want, I'll shut up.
Finally, a woman
who takes the first step, nice.
I have my own #MeToo.
AMUSED
Anyway, it's all good.
- Awesome.
On an unrelated subject,
I'm here in relation to
MOBILE RINGS
a file on a consultant I have
who is in a bit of a problematic position.
- Well, how did it go?
CELINE: It's good,
we got the case back.
But he refused a judicial review,
meaning Morgane stays in prison
until her innocence is proven.
And the surveillance on the
husband, how's that going?
- He left 20 minutes ago,
we're tailing him.
But Daphne didn't find anything
on the guy at the motel
who was watching the victim.
- (Okay.)
ADAM: Celine? I have to break off.
The husband is stopping,
I'll call you back.
ADAM: What's he doing?
GILLES: He has a pack,
is he going somwhere?
- Where are we?
- The Saint-André a la Croix Bridge...
'a la Croix,' that sounds familiar.
'Saint-André a la Croix Bridge...'
- Is it related to the case?
- Maybe... 'the bridge,' 'the bridge'...
The bridge! It's where his
first wife committed suicide!
- Are you kidding?
- No!
- (What the hell is he doing?)
(Oh fuck!)
SHOUT-GASP
GASP
SIREN
...
How are you?
I'm Cmdr Karadec, of the crime squad.
I've taken over the investigation
into the death of your wife.
That bridge is there
where your first wife died?
- Yes.
When the police called me to say
what Andrea had done,
I couldn't believe it.
We had just gotten married.
We were trying to have a child.
I didn't see it coming.
She was in a bad way
and I didn't help her.
- She didn't leave
a note explaining her actions?
- It was on that bridge
that I met Emilie.
- Hmm?\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h
When Andrea died, I was complete mess.
One evening, I went back there...
to join her.
I wanted to end it too.
As I put my leg over the railing,
I heard a woman
scream behind me.
- It was Emilie?
- She took me home.
We talked a lot.
She was so sweet.
So attentive.
I even believed it was a sign.
Saint Andre sent Emilie to tell me to...
to keep going,
to live, to move forward.
Emilie said she-
that she was very lucky.
If her store hadn't closed late that night,
we would never have met.
-Her store?
She wasn't a biologist?
- 'Biologist'?
Where do you get that from?
No way.
INMATE YELLS
DISTANT MUFFLED VOICES
BREATHES
-You're under investigation for
murder. You risk life imprisonment!
Can we forget what happened?
It didn't mean anything.
LUDO: You know, Morgane, I love you.
But sometimes
it's tiring living with you.
- Emilie's husband is convinced that
when they met she
was working in a furniture store.
Except we double-checked,
at the time she was working
as a biologist at an LCC* lab.
* COORDINATION CHEMISTRY LAB
She was even one of the founders.
* COORDINATION CHEMISTRY LAB
- She lied about her job. Why?
- We don't know.
- She also hid it from her relatives.
- Wait, it gets better. Daphne?
- According to the victim's phone records,
the CEO of the lab called her
for 45 minutes last week.
- So: she hides her old job from everyone,
but when her associate from
those days calls her, she's killed.
TEXT ALERT
A coincidence indeed!
CARON: I WAS THINKING FOR TOMORROW:
A coincidence indeed!
THAI FOOD.
DO YOU LIKE ETHNIC CUISINE?
- Is that Judge Caron?
OTHERWISE THERE'S THIS IRANIAN:
Something new?
- He wants to know where we are.
-And where are we?
OR CAN WE HAVE A DRINK HERE?
-And where are we?
OR CAN WE HAVE A DRINK HERE?
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- Pardon?
- Pardon?\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h
WHAT TIME SHALL WE SAY?
- Uh- EXASPERATED
Um,
CHINESE?
Um,
CHINESE?
JAPANESE?
- Uh, you're going to see this lab.
CHINESE?
JAPANESE? ITALIAN?
Keep me posted.
CORSICAN?
Keep me posted.
CORSICAN?
- These new...
INDIAN?
- Yeah.
- ...the mobiles,
sure vibrate loudly.
- Quite.
VEGETARIAN?
- Quite.
VEGETARIAN?
GLUTEN-FREE?
- So... vibrates...
- There we are!
- So... vibrates...
- Hmm?
GILLES: Sure vibrate... a lot.
There is a "silent" mode.
- I did my ethics report-
(I did my ethics report.)
My ethics report in writing
-Eh? It's what?
The report requested by
Commissioner, about Ms. Alvaro.
Shall I put it on her desk right now?
- Uh, but it's handwritten.
- Well, yes.
- Yes- no, the commissioner hates that,
it gives her opthamalic migraines.
- Really?
- Yes.
- What do I do? I don't have a computer.
- Well, go home and type it.
I'll cover for you.
- OK, I was looking for the toilet,
I- it must be over there.
- Come on, chicken,* we don't say hello?
* SIMILAR TO THE WORD FOR 'POLICE'
- Yes, of course,
* SIMILAR TO THE WORD FOR 'POLICE'
hello, hello madam...
miss-- maybe, I don't know.
I'll come back later.
BRIENNE: Don't go like that!
We need to get to know each other.
Tell me about your
experience with the cops!
CRIES OUT
- WAIT! Wait, wait!
No, wait!
You know martial arts?
Is it- is it tai chi?
Capoeira?
No, because-- let me explain--
it could help me identify a guy
and help me get out of prison.
- You think I'm actually going to help a cop?
- Wait, a bit.
I have a way to pay you. I-
- How so?
-I have... a special coloring for
roots... chestnut...
Anti-fungal polish...
And...
an autograph of Robert Pattinson. OK?
I can get you that in 24 hours.
- Organic?
- What?
- The coloring and polish, organic?
Because I'm super allergic.
- Majorly!
All organic, all...very organic.
And... if I show you a hold, would
you be able to tell me what it is?
- I do boxing.
Sorry. But I can
introduce you to friends.
- OK.
Well, we'll break down
the movement, OK?
I grabbed his wrist,
he grabbed my wrist-- THERE,
that's the first move that hurt,
the second move hurt like hell,
and then he threw me
against the wall!
So. Well? What do you think?
Kung Fu? Capoeira? Tai Chi?
Krav Maga? Ju-jitsu?
Judo?
PANDA: No no, that looks like aikido.
I don't know much about it, but
I think Ingrid is dating
a guy who does it at the club.
Your guy and him
may have crossed paths.
- Okay, thank you Brienne, thanks,
that was adorable. Who is Ingrid?
- I dunno. Sometimes,
I have memory lapses.
- OK, what do you want?
- So, I want blue Air Star sneakers,
with white stripes
and a small box of dental dams.
- OK. Make a note: a pair of sneakers,
blue Air Stars with white stripes.
OK? And a box of dental dams.
- What was that?
- Keep up. Make a note:
Two cherry flavor refills
and the Locker Room
special feature from the Lille Courier.
Right. So, can you call your guy?
- He's a dead end.
INGRID: He got arrested for robbery.
We can't talk to each other. Sorry.
- Seriously?
Go ahead and cross out the refills.
- Hold on, hold on, hold on.
Affida, who is sexting with a guy in H24,
he's incarcerated in the same place.
However, you need
a sketch of the guy.
Van Gogh !
VAN GOGH: No no, you add purple ink,
then go ahead and glove up.
After that you can tell me about your guy.
- Yeah, it's not bad.
- Good or not bad?
- It's good!
Hey!
Here, it's him.
You send him the photo?
AFFIDA: (Yes...)
TEXT ALERT
LAUGHS
- What?
Do you have a name for me?
TEXT ALERT
- Hold on.
...
- He wants a picture
to remember you by.
- (Oh, I swear...)
SIGH
CAMERA SHUTTER
ARIANE: We started this company
together, Emilie and I,
but she quit 3 years ago
to devote herself to her private life.
- Why did she never speak to her husband
about her link with your company?
- No idea.
I thought she'd always
very proud of our work here.
- What do you do exactly?
- DNA sequencing.
We've created an innovative
analysis technique, labs around the world
call on us to
outsource their testing.
Sorry, I don't really
know how I can help you.
Emilie and I
haven't spoken in 3 years.
- According to our sources, you
called her last week.
What was the subject
of your conversation?
- I'm in the process of seeking
partnership agreements.
Emilie is still in one, I needed
her consent before launching.
- I see.
MOBILE RINGING
It's mine.
...
Nothing else?
...
- No.
...
- Yes?
INTERFERENCE
Hello?
- Hello?
- Hello?
- I don't hear anything. Hello hello?
INTERFERENCE
- Hello?
- (Morgane, we're not supposed
to talk to each other.)
- Yes yes, I know.
But I found the guy: Lorenzo Dustang.
- What guy?
- The guy from the motel,
the guy who whacked Emilie!
- How do you know that?
- He does aikido in a club
in Lezennes, heavyweight category.
But you, are you working
on my case? It doesn't look like it.
- Yes, well I'm on the job Morgane, OK?
You're not supposed
to get involved, alright?
You want one more
charge for obstruction of justice?
- No, but don't worry. It just so happens
I came across the info totally...
by chance-- "voila."
However, I'm not gonna lie,
life here isn't free.
I made you a list.
Do you have something to write with?
So, I'll need
Six boxes of sanitary napkins,
a panettone from Lombardy, ten-
INTERFERENCE
- Hello?
INTERFERENCE
Morgane? I can't hear you.
GARBLED
- ...a certain 'David Millot'- wait,
I'll explain.
- Hello?
GARBLED
GARBLED
- ...the guy got together with a girlfriend
LORENZO, SECURITY, SG SEQUENCING
of Brienne's after she fell for him.
- What's the name of that guy?
- Lorenzo Dustang- fuck,
you don't take notes?
Hello?
- Show me your hands,
show me right now!
On your knees.
On your knees, hands on your head!
- Hello???
DISCONNECT SIGNAL
DISCONNECT SIGNAL
Uh... he was in
a hurry to go, he hung up.
- Did he write it down? Or...
- He wrote it all down.
He'll do it in several
back-and-forths.
Ah!
Many thanks!
I'm not gonna hide from you that
I was fed up with all that gray!
You see, I feel better already!
- When are you getting out?
- Wha-? You tell me,
have you seen Gilles?
- Uh... well, yes.
- And?
- The investigation is at a standstill.
- How is the case at a standstill?
I gave them the culprit!
I can't do any more than that!
CHLOE VOCALIZES
Can you take care
of her for 2 minutes?
I need to talk to your mother.
- Okay...
- Right. Supercop questioned
your Fernando, is that him?
- No no no: 'Lorenzo.'
'Lo ren zo'!
- Yes.
- And?
- He gave nothing up.
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- He gave nothing up!
- He gave nothing up.
Lorenzo Dustang admits he spied on Emilie
but refuses to say why.
The lab assures us it has nothing more.
- Hold on-- what lab are we talking about?
- SG Sequencing.
- What?
- The genetic analysis lab
where your victim worked
before meeting her husband.
- I didn't question
anything from the lab where
the victim worked before
meeting her husband.
They refuse to say why they
were watching Emilie and Wajdi. THPPT
- Timeout, timeout.
'Wajdi'? Who is this Wajdi?
LUDO: Give her the juice.
- Are you alright?
You shouldn't have had kids
if you didn't want to take care of them.
- Oh! Hey, hey! Yoo-hoo!
KNOCKS
WHO'S WAJDI?
- I don't know, the other guy
that your Lorenzo was taking pictures of.
CHLOE: Oh wow.
- The other guy? What other guy?
Oh...!
Okay, okay. The other... okay.
Well?
DAPHNE: Emilie wasn't the
only person Lorenzo was photographing.
In his hard drive, I came across
hundreds of pictures
of another guy and his family.
I was able to identify him
through his vehicle.
It's registered in
the name of Wajdi Avignon.
No... Sauvignon.
(Sauvi-?) Sausage. Sausage...
Martignon?
- Martignon?
Ah- Pattinson!
- No, seriously? You can't
retain two pieces of information?
- Uh- I...
SHEESH
- (I swear!)
OK, uh...
'Martinon'!
OK, that's it.
'Wajdi Martinon.'
- Wajdi Martinon!
- Wajdi Martinon, 35 years old,
married, one child.
At first glance, no
connection with the victim.
- Has he been summoned?
- Yeah, he's never- OH NO--
- CHLOE! Oh...
LUDO: (Fuuu...)
Excuse me, Morgane, but I have
lots of stuff to manage at the moment.
I'm taking care of 3 children whose
mother was arrested for murder.
You were supposed to have them this week!
- All the more reason to get me, the
mother, out of here! OK?
So come on, focus! Think!
Right. Listen, if I understood correctly,
we have this lab, okay,
who hired Lorenzo,
to watch Emilie,
and this famous Wajdi, OK?
- Yes.
- Why? What's the link between them?
- Well...
It's not exactly clear.
WAJDI: No no, I've never seen this woman.
Why are you asking?
- Emilie Fontaine, our victim,
was being surveilled by this man.
When we arrested him,
we found these photos
of you on his computer.
Is that your wife and daughter?
- Yes.
I don't understand,
why was he watching me?
- We're trying to find that out.
We think he was working
for the company SG Sequencing,
a biotech company specializing in genetics.
Does it mean anything to you?
- No, I'm a mason.
- You don't know the victim
or the man who watched both of you?
- No, I 'm sorry.
CRYING
- What's wrong with you?
- Is it your teeth? What?
- MAMA!
- Come to me, come, come.
- Sweetie!
- Sorry, I've told you everything I know.
Come. Daddy will give you
paracetamol, it'll be fine.
- Tell me-- are we good on everything?
- Don't worry, I can manage.
- (Cool!)
BUMP
Pssh!
How's it going?
So... Wajdi...
((Ow.))
- How are you?
WEDDING CLIP
AFFIDA: Hey Ginger!
Don't use up all my 4G.
- I'm not...
- Fine, whatever.
ALARM
GUARD: Outside time over!
ALARM
- Give it to me.
- Ah!
BED SQUEAKING
...
...
...
THPPPT
BED SQUEAKING
...
- Make you bed squeak again
and I'll make you eat your pillow, OK?
- No, hold on, I'll explain it to you.
I'm stuck on something, alright?
When I get stuck on something
I can't sleep. Like so.
In fact, there are 3 big suspects.
But nothing about the 3 speaks to me,
know what I mean?
- I don't give a fuck!
- Okaaaaaaay!
THPPT
The muscle? I don't think so.
Unless he killed her on behalf of the lab.
The lab, I'd buy that.
What does it have to do
with this Wajdi? Huh?
Oh fuck !
Fuck, the library, girl!
C, A, G--
the books Emilie moved in her sleep.
We thought that she put them away randomly.
But not at all!
She sorted the books
by whether the first letter is C, A, or G.
And C-A-G is? Huh? Huh?
C-A-G, come on!
C-A-G?
- They're initials.
- Are stupid or what?
Obviously they're initials,
but above all, they're three of the four
nucleotides that make up human DNA:
cytosine, adenine, and guanine, OK?
There is also thymine,
but she didn't mention it.
In other words, the girl puts away
her books in genetic code mode!
And all this in her sleep!
- OK.
- Of course, said like that
it looks weird, but
she worked for years in
a genetics analysis lab-- so, no.
On the other hand, with these 3 letters
dozens of combinations are possible,
and she was happy to reproduce
the same identical combination 36 times!
Seriously? 36 times!
36 times! 36 times!
36 times!
36 times!
- Enough! What you've
realized is awesome, is that it?
- Ah! In humans this
C-A-G combination is found
on chromosome 4 in particular,
which encodes the huntingtin protein.
Right, so if the combination
reproduces between 6 and 35 times,
OK, that's awesome, but--
if it reproduces 36 times
or more, then there, boom,
huntingtin is all miscoded.
in short, it's the mess,
and we end up with-- with?
Come on!
- Huntington's disease.
- Well there you go!
See, you are interested!
Well, I know what you're going to say:
'What does this have to
do with this Wajdi guy?'
- I really wondering
when you're gonna shut it.
- No, this is the great part, imagine:
Huntington's disease is also
called 'Huntington's chorea,'
the reporting of
involuntary movements, and
it just so happens
that Wajdi has early symptoms.
Ahh! And there you go!
That's the link between
Emilie, the lab, and Wajdi:
Huntington's disease!
Ooh! See? That was all right.
Right, okay.
Ah... good night.
MORGANE: Hello? Karadec?
- There is indeed a link
between Emilie Fontaine and you.
Five years ago
you were tested for Huntington's disease.
This is the data.
KARADEC: This test was subcontracted
to your company, SG Sequencing.
- It came back negative.
However, your symptoms have continued.
You didn't think there'd been an error?
ARIANE: In 2017, Emilie called us
and one of the other partners.
She'd discovered she had
made a serious mistake a year earlier.
She had sent the bad test results
to the patient, Wajdi Martinon.
- And you kept it to yourself?
- The patient had just had a little girl,
at risk of carrying the gene like him.
Our lawyers advised us to say nothing.
We were in the middle of
fundraising, so a trial at that time...
- Except that Emilie had regrets.
You were afraid she would
tell everything to Wajdi Martinon
and you decided to put
both of them under surveillance?
- Emilie contacted me.
She said the test that I had
done at the time contained an error,
that I had Huntington's.
And maybe my daughter had it too.
That I had to have her tested.
- Why didn't you say this yesterday?
- Because...
after Emilie's call,
I had a visit from a lawyer.
He offered me money.
I was thinking of my wife,
and my daughter.
- You offered €500,000 to Wajdi Martinon
in exchange for his silence.
I imagine that Emilie couldn't be bought.
Is that why you killed her?
- No. I swear I didn't.
We paid the patient, it's true,
But kill Emilie? Never.
- ♪ Guess who's getting out tomorrow! ♪
-Cool! They know who did it?
- Yes. The laboratory.
Well, nobody's talking, but they
will soon, there's to be a search.
TAPPING
Well, nobody's talking, but they
will soon, there's to be a search.
TAPPING
\h
What are those noises?
- I called Henri
to send a plumber,
but he refused to hear it--
cuz normally it'd be
at the expense of the owner!
HENRI: It's done!
- It is? It's fixed?
- Like before.
- The toilet flushes?
- The toilet? I fixed the ventilation!
- Stop, Henri, it wasn't broken!
- People always want more!
- Mom, you have to do something!
Henri is so stingy!
- Seriously, it's a trait! You knew that.
- He says we don't need
to have electricity in all the rooms,
and so many outlets
is for yuppies. And now he's
looking at the roof.
- Oh fuck. I wish we still
had the €15,000 bracelet.
- We didn't throw it away.
We didn't?
Didn't we throw it away?
- It's under the barbecue.
- Fuck, under the barbecue?
Girl, you're a genius! An evil genius,
but I'm proud of you.
- I know.
- ...And writers, authors,
prefects, DAs,
LAUGHS
presidents-- well...
but I have colleagues
who spend more time
to check that they have
feminized all the titles
of their rulings
than time asking
whether the defendant is indeed guilty.
-I see.
Where's the waiter?
I want another drink.
-It's like changing that title from
Agatha Christie. Doesn't that shock you?
We don't even have the right to say
'Ten Little-'
SHE COUGHS
SHE COUGHS
...
Right. Uh...
Will you stop taking me for a fool?
I- I've been provoking you for an hour
and you say nothing.
Are you bored or what?
- It's... No, not at all, well...
You say sensible things
which are not my ideas,
but no... well,
neither is it...
-Listen.
I know that Morgane Alvaro and you,
have a... particular relationship.
And if you just accepted
having lunch with me
to get her out of trouble-
no, I can't blame you, but me,
it's two days I've been
waiting for this moment.
Not- not for you to agree
to everything I say,
but because you are one of
the smartest people that I know.
And one of the only ones with whom
I question myself.
I'll ask for the check.
It won't affect the case.
- Wait... We...
A-hmm...
CLEARS THROAT
I saw there are frozen margaritas
on the menu.
We could have one.
- Well... no, but... yes!
MOBILE RINGS
Hold on.
MOBILE RINGS
Excuse me.
MOBILE RINGS
Yes?
When?
OK, do a new search of the place,
and go through everything
with a fine-toothed comb this time.
- A problem?
- Your consultant's cellmate has contacted
my service, Celine, with information.
That Morgane Alvaro did it.
I'm sorry.
- Is that it?
- Yes, that's it.
-That woman ratted
on me to block my release!
That bitch!
- Céline got the judge on the phone,you
will go to the Assizes for murder.
He lacked a reason before to
conclude his investigation, now he has it.
- No, hold on, they're
stopping the investigation?
- Mm-hmm.
- But there are still plenty of suspects!
Everybody at the lab!
- We checked, they all have alibis.
- ALL?
- Yes.
Yes, an evening with their investors.
And Wajdi Martinon was with the family,
he didn't kill Emilie either.
With the team, we've collected
to pay for a good lawyer.
We'll be there for you, whatever happens.
Now if you were to have a flash, an idea,
an intuition, it's time.
So...
- Yes- well no, not that!
Turn it!
- Ah. Pardon.
Go ahead, concentrate.
Find something?
- Stop looking at me,
it blocks me!
-What? Yes yes, okay.
-Turn it.
No, you're pressuring me,
pressure, I can't.
It's not like you weren't taken in either.
Go on, turn it!
- Pardon?
- Yeah.
You put more energy
into finding alibis for the suspects
rather than trying to
get me out of here. There!
- What nerve !
We went all out for you, Morgane!
I even made myself an accomplice.
You stole this bracelet,
and here we are!
- I told you, I thought it was fake!
Do I have to repeat it?
- Well no, it's solid gold.
What?
- ('Solid gold'...) That's it!
Oh fuck!
- What?
- What?
- 'Solid gold'! OK--
I was right. It's the husband
who did it. Look at his first wife
in this photo, look at her wrist.
There's a mark, a mark from oxidation, all right?
The metal oxidizes,
from perspiration, it's normal.
- All right.
- OK-- except, solid 18 carat gold!
And BAM!
Oh, nice!
You know where
the word 'carat' comes from?
RAGTIME MUSIC
O SUSANNA
- No, I don't know.
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- From 'Karadec'! I'm kidding.
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- Very funny.
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- It comes from
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hthe carob tree.
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hA Mediterranean tree,\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- Yes...
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hwhose seeds were used
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hin ancient times to
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hweigh precious metals.
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- Okay.
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- Awesome, right?
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- Okay.
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hIn fact, one carat is
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hthe mass of a seed of carob.
Pretty nice, right?
-Yes.
-And the word stuck. There you go.
- Could you get back to the facts?
- OK.
- Yeah?
- Sorry for wanting to teach you a couple things.
OK. Facts, the facts.
Solid gold.
So, solid gold is the only metal
which does not oxidize
in contact with the skin. OK?
- Yes.
- So there, the problem.
It's not the metal,
it is the skin of the lady.
- Her skin?
- Yes. Right--
- in people who are very deficient in iron,
the skin can get marked
by contact with gold, OK?
The doctors don't all agree,
but the dominant theory,
is the hemoglobin in the blood.
- Yes?
Lacking iron, it
migrates to the bracelet
to nab the iron by inflating the
vessels, hence the marks. "Voila"!
All this to say that Maxime's
first wife was iron deficient.
Look at the test results
the lab mistakenly sent to Wajdi.
- To Wajdi?
- The Wajdi analyses.
You showed them to me!
- Wajdi, OK... OK.
'Huntington's disease, negative.'
- Perfect.
- She has an iron deficiency.
- So. SO?
- The results received by Wajdi
are those of Maxime Fontaine's first wife?
- I'm saying that Andrea must have also
had an exam done-- and
who but Emilie does a bullshit thing,
running two tests that day, and
switched Wajdi and Andréa's tests.
And she sends each of them
the other's results.
- Okay.
Wajdi received
negative results,
even though he was carrying
of the Huntington gene,
and Maxime Fontain'es first wife...
- Received positive results,
(when she wasn't sick!)
Look at the date on which
she received the results.
- October 4, 2019.
It's the day of her suicide.
- And BOOM!
- There is the mother
of your first wife, Andrea.
She died from Huntington's disease
when her daughter was 17. Did you know?
- Yes.
- We contacted the doctor of your wife,
according to him she was
terrified of ending up like her mother.
So she refused to be tested for years.
When you decided to
have a child, she needed to know.
Except that the lab sent the
results of another patient by mistake,
and your wife mistakenly
believed that she was sick.
It seems it was your
second wife who made the mistake.
Your meeting on the bridge,
it was no coincidence.
Emilie was there
for the same reasons as you.
She felt responsible
for your wife's suicide.
She pulled herself together
when she saw you.
I'm telling you this,
but you know it, right?
- I felt lately that Emilie
was hiding something from me.
I was so scared
to lose her too.
I begged her to tell me,
she cried.
She said she had to
confess something to me,
that I should no longer feel
guilty over Andrea's death.
It wasn't my fault
she had jumped off the bridge,
but hers.
- She told you everything?
- Yes.
The test...
Her mistake.
Her lies.
I didn't understand anything.
I was- I was swimming
in the middle of a nightmare.
She asked me to forgive her.
She begged me.
She swore to me that she didn't want
to lie to me. She told me she loved me.
I heard this little voice in my head.
This little voice who said...
'She killed Andrea.
She killed the love of your life,
and you married her.'
I just wanted her to shut up.
Do you understand?
I wanted her to shut up.
- Right, well me, I'm outta here.
Thanks again for snitching, bitch.
- It was nothing.
On the other hand, I got
6 more months, we're not quits.
- You know, you're so rotten inside,
nothing can be done for you.
I'm off. No hard feelings?
- No hard feelings.
If you come back here,
I will be less nice.
I'll rip your fake nails off
with my teeth.
Yeah. OK. We'll
do it like that.
I'm off.
VOICEMAIL: You have one new message.
BEEP
- Yes. Yes, it's Ludo.
Listen, Chloe threw up in the car,
I'm dealing with it, but we're on our way.
- Hello, Morgane.
Have you made friends?
- Many, as you can imagine.
They're a bunch of great chicks.
Can we get them out?
- Morgane...
what happened last year between us...
Yes, OK, I know,
it didn't mean anything. OK.
- No no, in this case you
were right, it meant something,
and that's the concern.
I care about you, Morgane.
And I know I hurt you.
But losing you as a colleague,
as a friend...
this is my biggest regret. And...
and I'm not the only one.
Gilles and Daphne miss you.
Céline too, even if
she'd find it hard to admit.
Yeah, so then, would there be
a chance, however small,
you'd consider coming back?
Take time to think on it.
Welcome home, Morgane.
ROXANE: Hey there.
- It starts in 20 minutes, want a sandwich?
- Hey. With pleasure.
- Alright?
You look knackered.
- It was a big day.
- Hold on, I wanted to show you this,
look, I found...
Do you know Agatha Christie?
- Ah, no.
- She wrote detective novels...
GILLES: She's the assistant.
CELINE: You don't know- CROSSTALK
- Hello Hello!
GILLES: Good morning.
- I was stuck, my osteo
couldn't take me,
The assistant wasn't confident that
it would work,
and look: I couldn't do that.
You see?
- Oh, yeah. CROSSTALK
- Sorry for the delay,
there were no more coil bindings,
I had to buy them myself.
But, here is my report.
Arial 14, printed in landscape format,
the way you like.
- Great. Uh, thank you.
- I really feel better.
And no need for acupuncture.
- No need?
PEN CLICKING
♪ ANTISOCIAL BY TRUST ♪
PEN CLICKING
DOOR SLAMS
- Well?
What do we have today?
♪ You work all your life
to pay for your headstone ♪
♪ You mask your face
by reading your diary ♪
♪ You walk like a robot
in the corridors of the metro ♪
♪ People don’t touch you,
you have to take the first step ♪
♪ You want to talk
without passing the buck ♪
♪ You can’t walk without
your bulletproof vest ♪
♪ You would give eyes to justice ♪
♪ You can’t rape a woman full of flaws ♪
♪ Antisocial, you lose your cool ♪
- From where?
GUARD 1: You there--
earrings, bag, shoes, belt-- everything!
- Seriously?
GUARD 2: Welcome home, ma'am.
- Watch it, that's fragile.
- Last name, first name.
- Morgane Alvaro.
- Have you got a nickname?
- I've had plenty...
In CM2, I was Yellow Force.
Then I was Lady Carrot.
Afterwards, there was a whole period--
Axelle Red, Larusso,
Mylene Farmer*-- you name it.
- No, no, stop.
* ACTOR-SINGER-WRITER
Date of birth.
Place of birth.
"Chewing gum."
- But it still has its flavor.
-Your family situation?
- It's complicated.
- Number of children?
What is your level of education?
- Hard knocks.
- Your most recent occupation, Ms. Alvaro?
- The most recent isn't
the most representative
of my...
Fine. Housekeeper.
- Residence?
- It's at Henri's mother's.
- 'Henri's mother's.'
Person to notify if...
- No. No.
- '051202' is your number.
- Yes, I've seen movies.
- It's your identity for
the time of your stay with us.
HIGH INTELLECTUAL POTENTIAL
- I asked you to hand them to me,
not throw them.
The little top too.
- But it's not beeping!
- The boss isn't down with them.
I'll get you the proper outfit.
- Whoa, no, there's no way while I'm alive
I'm putting those on
- Alvaro, to the visiting room,
there's a policeman for you.
- No! There's no way!
- Hello, Morgane. How are you?
- Eh?
I can't hear.
- Hello, Morgane.
How are you?
- Very well, I'm on fire.
And you?
- I spoke with the SR* team investigating
* LITERALLY, 'RESEARCH SECTION'
the murder of Emilie Fontaine, your ex-boss.
Neighbors saw you argue with her,
and wandering around the neighborhood.
Can you explain why?
- It's fine, I don't need you,
I can manage everything.
- You, 'manage'?
- Yes. Perfectly.
I can prove my innocence.
You're wasting my time.
Have you finished?
Can I get back?
- Morgane, don't you see, you're
under investigation for murder.
You risk life imprisonment!
That's 20, 25 years minimum!
- You good, you're done?
Maxime Fontaine killed his first wife!
Oh yeah!
Before Emilie, he was married
to an Andrea who committed
'suicide' when he was in Cape Town.
But he wasn't in South Africa.
I can prove it because of the phases
of the moon!
- Morgane, the day of the death
of his first wife, Mr. Fontaine was not
in Cape Town, South Africa.
He was at Cape Ferret, in the Gironde.
We have confirmation of
more than 20 witnesses.
- In the Gironde?
But Gilles told me about
Cape Town on the phone,
nothing about Cape Ferret!
- Gilles is not supposed
to tell you anything at all!
If I understood correctly,
you were investigating for Emilie
before her death?
- Yes.
- Why? Was she being threatened?
What did you discover?
- Lots of things...
A guy taking pictures of her,
okay? That was very weird.
- If you're talking
about the guy at the motel,
nothing was found in his room.
And his plates aren't in our database.
I'm sorry. What else?
Hey, Morgane...
Don't lose hope.
From what I've read,
there may be a promising lead.
When the police questioned
Maxime Fontaine, he said some jewelry
disappeared from his home,
an 18-carat solid gold bracelet,
with six rubies,
belonging to his first wife.
This bracelet is worth
approximately €15,000.
So, if the killer entered Emilie's to steal it,
she could've surprised him,
it could've gone wrong.
EMILIE: Collect your belongings
and get out of this house!
-Well, well...
I'm going to get my things back, and how!
- You see?
- Yeah.
Yeah... Maybe I know something-
- It may seem thin, but it's
a rare piece, easy to identify.
If we find the bracelet,
we may find the murderer.
- Awesome. Awesome.
Uh, do you want
to call Thea for me please?
The children will start worrying.
Come on, seriously!
- You're on speakerphone.
RINGING
- Hello, honey?
- Hello, Mom? You all right?
- Yeah.
- I left you messages.
Four cops are searching the house.
- Okay, uh...
Good. Everything's good.
But here, now,
it turns out that that I'm in jail.
Just for a few hours.
- 'In jail'!?
- Yes, but it's nothing serious.
Listen, I need a big favor.
Go into my bathroom, OK,
and get a bracelet
that you don't know about,
because I haven't had the
chance to wear it, it's brand new.
In short, it's really important
that the cops mustn't find it-- okay?
I'll describe it: it's gold
mounted with big red stones, you hear me?
- Morgane!
- You get it-
- Hey, ho: you stole
this jewelry from the victim?
- I THOUGHT IT WAS FAKE, OK!?
Who walks around with such a thing,
aside from the Queen of England?
- Fuck! Fuck!
No! NO! NO!
It's not possible
to do that!
- Is that Supercop?
- OK, now we have to inform
the judge, Morgane! This worsens your case!
- THEA, GET
THE BRACELET!
- STOP THAT!
Don't touch anything!
-What?
-They're searching the floor,
what do I do?
- OK, OK.
If I tell the truth to your judge,
do you think he'll believe me?
NERVOUS LAUGH
- Figure it out
so no one finds the thing.
-Thank you. OK? Thanks.
- I don't want to be mixed up in this!
- I have to go to the bathroom bad.
- No no no, go downstairs, I'm not done.
-I have my period, I need a tampon.
-Ah.
Uh... one minute, huh?
- OK. Eliott, are you coming to help me?
- Yeah, yeah...
- Thanks!
(Yes. Thank you so much.)
I got it. What do I do?
- Uh...
- ARRGH! What?
- We just have to attach it to a pigeon
out on the gutter.
- Anything else?
We have 10 seconds.
KNOCKING
- Everything all right? Hurry up.
- Yes, I'm almost done!
A second !
Okay.
I have what I need, thank you.
The SR will take over
the case if the judge agrees.
But before deciding
let's remember 2-3 things.
Morgane never says thank you,
she puts those around her
in the shit,
and the last time we risked
our jobs for her, she left us.
Knowing all this,
who in this room is ready
to commit to helping her?
I'm sure she'll send us
chocolates for bailing her out,
Commander?
- Our victim's name is
Emilie Fontaine, 34 years old,
trained biologist,
unemployed in recent years.
Per investigators, she was killed in
the early evening the day before yesterday.
We found her body buried in her garden.
Her husband came
home from work at 9:30 pm,
according to him the house was empty.
- He have an alibi for the time of death?
- Nothing conclusive.
Let's keep an eye on him, his first wife
also died under troubling circumstances.
CELINE: Yes, please?
-Ethically, you seem to know Morgane well.
Isn't that a conflict of interest?
CELINE: Excellent objection.
Put it all in writing for me.
Gilles, you and Karadec
watch the husband.
Daphne, you focus on the motel guy.
And I will undertake to
take the case to the judge.
- Are you going to talk to Judge Caron?
-Yes; yes.
- Is that a good idea?
Because t he last time you
worked together, it ended badly.
- Yeah, you called him a big
psycho-rigid fascist in front of everyone.
- Yes, well, given his opinions he
took it as a compliment. I will lay low.
Don't worry; I'll keep a low profile.
- Okay.
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- Come on!
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- Come on!\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- Yes, I'm going!
INMATES: The redhead is in the airlock.
I repeat,
the redhead is in the airlock!
ECHOING LAUGHTER
- I'm going to gut you like a chicken!
- Wait, is that me
they're talking about?
- This way.\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h
- Wait, no... I thought of something.
You may not be aware, but last year,
I worked a little for
the cops, alright?
If that info ever leaked,
that'd be bad for me, right?
- Listen, Alvaro:
the director has read your file,
we're putting you in the 'chicken coop.'
- What's that?
- The 'chicken coop' is
Keller's cell, an ex-cop.
Well that's good!
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- This way!\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- Okay, I'm with an
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hex-cop, that's fine!
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- Okay, I'm with an
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hex-cop, that's fine!
Wait wait, no! Wait!
'Keller'? As in 'Laetitia Keller'?
- Open this door, bitch!
I said open! I'm going to kill you !
SHOUTING
No no no, wait, wait!
It's not in my file because
I had IGPN* on my ass at the time,
* INTERNAL AFFAIRS
but it turned out
that chick is a killer, okay?
A big psychopath!
We have to warn the director!
Hey...
Crazy meeting here, huh?
If I'd been told...
FORCED LAUGH
You know what?
No hard feelings!
Everyone deserves a second chance.
Uh... you were stressed out. I...
I understand.
You know what we're gonna do?
'Magic slate,' huh?
We erase everything.
And then we start off
on a good basis--
huh?
LAETITIA: If you snore,
I'll make you swallow your toes.
- (OK.)
KNOCKS
CARON: Come in.
- Pierre-Emmanuel?
- Celine.
STAMMERS
To what do I owe this pleasure?
- I figured I'd come see you.
-Mm-hmm?
- Listen, I’m not gonna
beat around the bush here.
I know we had our little
disagreements, you and me.
- 'Our little disagreements...'
Go on.
- Our professions have rules.
What I'm about to ask might be
considered borderline by some people.
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hI was wondering if-
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- We could have
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hI was wondering if-\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hdinner together.
- 'Dinner together'?
- Have a drink?
No, let's do exactly what
you want, I'll shut up.
Finally, a woman
who takes the first step, nice.
I have my own #MeToo.
AMUSED
Anyway, it's all good.
- Awesome.
On an unrelated subject,
I'm here in relation to
MOBILE RINGS
a file on a consultant I have
who is in a bit of a problematic position.
- Well, how did it go?
CELINE: It's good,
we got the case back.
But he refused a judicial review,
meaning Morgane stays in prison
until her innocence is proven.
And the surveillance on the
husband, how's that going?
- He left 20 minutes ago,
we're tailing him.
But Daphne didn't find anything
on the guy at the motel
who was watching the victim.
- (Okay.)
ADAM: Celine? I have to break off.
The husband is stopping,
I'll call you back.
ADAM: What's he doing?
GILLES: He has a pack,
is he going somwhere?
- Where are we?
- The Saint-André a la Croix Bridge...
'a la Croix,' that sounds familiar.
'Saint-André a la Croix Bridge...'
- Is it related to the case?
- Maybe... 'the bridge,' 'the bridge'...
The bridge! It's where his
first wife committed suicide!
- Are you kidding?
- No!
- (What the hell is he doing?)
(Oh fuck!)
SHOUT-GASP
GASP
SIREN
...
How are you?
I'm Cmdr Karadec, of the crime squad.
I've taken over the investigation
into the death of your wife.
That bridge is there
where your first wife died?
- Yes.
When the police called me to say
what Andrea had done,
I couldn't believe it.
We had just gotten married.
We were trying to have a child.
I didn't see it coming.
She was in a bad way
and I didn't help her.
- She didn't leave
a note explaining her actions?
- It was on that bridge
that I met Emilie.
- Hmm?\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h
When Andrea died, I was complete mess.
One evening, I went back there...
to join her.
I wanted to end it too.
As I put my leg over the railing,
I heard a woman
scream behind me.
- It was Emilie?
- She took me home.
We talked a lot.
She was so sweet.
So attentive.
I even believed it was a sign.
Saint Andre sent Emilie to tell me to...
to keep going,
to live, to move forward.
Emilie said she-
that she was very lucky.
If her store hadn't closed late that night,
we would never have met.
-Her store?
She wasn't a biologist?
- 'Biologist'?
Where do you get that from?
No way.
INMATE YELLS
DISTANT MUFFLED VOICES
BREATHES
-You're under investigation for
murder. You risk life imprisonment!
Can we forget what happened?
It didn't mean anything.
LUDO: You know, Morgane, I love you.
But sometimes
it's tiring living with you.
- Emilie's husband is convinced that
when they met she
was working in a furniture store.
Except we double-checked,
at the time she was working
as a biologist at an LCC* lab.
* COORDINATION CHEMISTRY LAB
She was even one of the founders.
* COORDINATION CHEMISTRY LAB
- She lied about her job. Why?
- We don't know.
- She also hid it from her relatives.
- Wait, it gets better. Daphne?
- According to the victim's phone records,
the CEO of the lab called her
for 45 minutes last week.
- So: she hides her old job from everyone,
but when her associate from
those days calls her, she's killed.
TEXT ALERT
A coincidence indeed!
CARON: I WAS THINKING FOR TOMORROW:
A coincidence indeed!
THAI FOOD.
DO YOU LIKE ETHNIC CUISINE?
- Is that Judge Caron?
OTHERWISE THERE'S THIS IRANIAN:
Something new?
- He wants to know where we are.
-And where are we?
OR CAN WE HAVE A DRINK HERE?
-And where are we?
OR CAN WE HAVE A DRINK HERE?
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- Pardon?
- Pardon?\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h
WHAT TIME SHALL WE SAY?
- Uh- EXASPERATED
Um,
CHINESE?
Um,
CHINESE?
JAPANESE?
- Uh, you're going to see this lab.
CHINESE?
JAPANESE? ITALIAN?
Keep me posted.
CORSICAN?
Keep me posted.
CORSICAN?
- These new...
INDIAN?
- Yeah.
- ...the mobiles,
sure vibrate loudly.
- Quite.
VEGETARIAN?
- Quite.
VEGETARIAN?
GLUTEN-FREE?
- So... vibrates...
- There we are!
- So... vibrates...
- Hmm?
GILLES: Sure vibrate... a lot.
There is a "silent" mode.
- I did my ethics report-
(I did my ethics report.)
My ethics report in writing
-Eh? It's what?
The report requested by
Commissioner, about Ms. Alvaro.
Shall I put it on her desk right now?
- Uh, but it's handwritten.
- Well, yes.
- Yes- no, the commissioner hates that,
it gives her opthamalic migraines.
- Really?
- Yes.
- What do I do? I don't have a computer.
- Well, go home and type it.
I'll cover for you.
- OK, I was looking for the toilet,
I- it must be over there.
- Come on, chicken,* we don't say hello?
* SIMILAR TO THE WORD FOR 'POLICE'
- Yes, of course,
* SIMILAR TO THE WORD FOR 'POLICE'
hello, hello madam...
miss-- maybe, I don't know.
I'll come back later.
BRIENNE: Don't go like that!
We need to get to know each other.
Tell me about your
experience with the cops!
CRIES OUT
- WAIT! Wait, wait!
No, wait!
You know martial arts?
Is it- is it tai chi?
Capoeira?
No, because-- let me explain--
it could help me identify a guy
and help me get out of prison.
- You think I'm actually going to help a cop?
- Wait, a bit.
I have a way to pay you. I-
- How so?
-I have... a special coloring for
roots... chestnut...
Anti-fungal polish...
And...
an autograph of Robert Pattinson. OK?
I can get you that in 24 hours.
- Organic?
- What?
- The coloring and polish, organic?
Because I'm super allergic.
- Majorly!
All organic, all...very organic.
And... if I show you a hold, would
you be able to tell me what it is?
- I do boxing.
Sorry. But I can
introduce you to friends.
- OK.
Well, we'll break down
the movement, OK?
I grabbed his wrist,
he grabbed my wrist-- THERE,
that's the first move that hurt,
the second move hurt like hell,
and then he threw me
against the wall!
So. Well? What do you think?
Kung Fu? Capoeira? Tai Chi?
Krav Maga? Ju-jitsu?
Judo?
PANDA: No no, that looks like aikido.
I don't know much about it, but
I think Ingrid is dating
a guy who does it at the club.
Your guy and him
may have crossed paths.
- Okay, thank you Brienne, thanks,
that was adorable. Who is Ingrid?
- I dunno. Sometimes,
I have memory lapses.
- OK, what do you want?
- So, I want blue Air Star sneakers,
with white stripes
and a small box of dental dams.
- OK. Make a note: a pair of sneakers,
blue Air Stars with white stripes.
OK? And a box of dental dams.
- What was that?
- Keep up. Make a note:
Two cherry flavor refills
and the Locker Room
special feature from the Lille Courier.
Right. So, can you call your guy?
- He's a dead end.
INGRID: He got arrested for robbery.
We can't talk to each other. Sorry.
- Seriously?
Go ahead and cross out the refills.
- Hold on, hold on, hold on.
Affida, who is sexting with a guy in H24,
he's incarcerated in the same place.
However, you need
a sketch of the guy.
Van Gogh !
VAN GOGH: No no, you add purple ink,
then go ahead and glove up.
After that you can tell me about your guy.
- Yeah, it's not bad.
- Good or not bad?
- It's good!
Hey!
Here, it's him.
You send him the photo?
AFFIDA: (Yes...)
TEXT ALERT
LAUGHS
- What?
Do you have a name for me?
TEXT ALERT
- Hold on.
...
- He wants a picture
to remember you by.
- (Oh, I swear...)
SIGH
CAMERA SHUTTER
ARIANE: We started this company
together, Emilie and I,
but she quit 3 years ago
to devote herself to her private life.
- Why did she never speak to her husband
about her link with your company?
- No idea.
I thought she'd always
very proud of our work here.
- What do you do exactly?
- DNA sequencing.
We've created an innovative
analysis technique, labs around the world
call on us to
outsource their testing.
Sorry, I don't really
know how I can help you.
Emilie and I
haven't spoken in 3 years.
- According to our sources, you
called her last week.
What was the subject
of your conversation?
- I'm in the process of seeking
partnership agreements.
Emilie is still in one, I needed
her consent before launching.
- I see.
MOBILE RINGING
It's mine.
...
Nothing else?
...
- No.
...
- Yes?
INTERFERENCE
Hello?
- Hello?
- Hello?
- I don't hear anything. Hello hello?
INTERFERENCE
- Hello?
- (Morgane, we're not supposed
to talk to each other.)
- Yes yes, I know.
But I found the guy: Lorenzo Dustang.
- What guy?
- The guy from the motel,
the guy who whacked Emilie!
- How do you know that?
- He does aikido in a club
in Lezennes, heavyweight category.
But you, are you working
on my case? It doesn't look like it.
- Yes, well I'm on the job Morgane, OK?
You're not supposed
to get involved, alright?
You want one more
charge for obstruction of justice?
- No, but don't worry. It just so happens
I came across the info totally...
by chance-- "voila."
However, I'm not gonna lie,
life here isn't free.
I made you a list.
Do you have something to write with?
So, I'll need
Six boxes of sanitary napkins,
a panettone from Lombardy, ten-
INTERFERENCE
- Hello?
INTERFERENCE
Morgane? I can't hear you.
GARBLED
- ...a certain 'David Millot'- wait,
I'll explain.
- Hello?
GARBLED
GARBLED
- ...the guy got together with a girlfriend
LORENZO, SECURITY, SG SEQUENCING
of Brienne's after she fell for him.
- What's the name of that guy?
- Lorenzo Dustang- fuck,
you don't take notes?
Hello?
- Show me your hands,
show me right now!
On your knees.
On your knees, hands on your head!
- Hello???
DISCONNECT SIGNAL
DISCONNECT SIGNAL
Uh... he was in
a hurry to go, he hung up.
- Did he write it down? Or...
- He wrote it all down.
He'll do it in several
back-and-forths.
Ah!
Many thanks!
I'm not gonna hide from you that
I was fed up with all that gray!
You see, I feel better already!
- When are you getting out?
- Wha-? You tell me,
have you seen Gilles?
- Uh... well, yes.
- And?
- The investigation is at a standstill.
- How is the case at a standstill?
I gave them the culprit!
I can't do any more than that!
CHLOE VOCALIZES
Can you take care
of her for 2 minutes?
I need to talk to your mother.
- Okay...
- Right. Supercop questioned
your Fernando, is that him?
- No no no: 'Lorenzo.'
'Lo ren zo'!
- Yes.
- And?
- He gave nothing up.
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- He gave nothing up!
- He gave nothing up.
Lorenzo Dustang admits he spied on Emilie
but refuses to say why.
The lab assures us it has nothing more.
- Hold on-- what lab are we talking about?
- SG Sequencing.
- What?
- The genetic analysis lab
where your victim worked
before meeting her husband.
- I didn't question
anything from the lab where
the victim worked before
meeting her husband.
They refuse to say why they
were watching Emilie and Wajdi. THPPT
- Timeout, timeout.
'Wajdi'? Who is this Wajdi?
LUDO: Give her the juice.
- Are you alright?
You shouldn't have had kids
if you didn't want to take care of them.
- Oh! Hey, hey! Yoo-hoo!
KNOCKS
WHO'S WAJDI?
- I don't know, the other guy
that your Lorenzo was taking pictures of.
CHLOE: Oh wow.
- The other guy? What other guy?
Oh...!
Okay, okay. The other... okay.
Well?
DAPHNE: Emilie wasn't the
only person Lorenzo was photographing.
In his hard drive, I came across
hundreds of pictures
of another guy and his family.
I was able to identify him
through his vehicle.
It's registered in
the name of Wajdi Avignon.
No... Sauvignon.
(Sauvi-?) Sausage. Sausage...
Martignon?
- Martignon?
Ah- Pattinson!
- No, seriously? You can't
retain two pieces of information?
- Uh- I...
SHEESH
- (I swear!)
OK, uh...
'Martinon'!
OK, that's it.
'Wajdi Martinon.'
- Wajdi Martinon!
- Wajdi Martinon, 35 years old,
married, one child.
At first glance, no
connection with the victim.
- Has he been summoned?
- Yeah, he's never- OH NO--
- CHLOE! Oh...
LUDO: (Fuuu...)
Excuse me, Morgane, but I have
lots of stuff to manage at the moment.
I'm taking care of 3 children whose
mother was arrested for murder.
You were supposed to have them this week!
- All the more reason to get me, the
mother, out of here! OK?
So come on, focus! Think!
Right. Listen, if I understood correctly,
we have this lab, okay,
who hired Lorenzo,
to watch Emilie,
and this famous Wajdi, OK?
- Yes.
- Why? What's the link between them?
- Well...
It's not exactly clear.
WAJDI: No no, I've never seen this woman.
Why are you asking?
- Emilie Fontaine, our victim,
was being surveilled by this man.
When we arrested him,
we found these photos
of you on his computer.
Is that your wife and daughter?
- Yes.
I don't understand,
why was he watching me?
- We're trying to find that out.
We think he was working
for the company SG Sequencing,
a biotech company specializing in genetics.
Does it mean anything to you?
- No, I'm a mason.
- You don't know the victim
or the man who watched both of you?
- No, I 'm sorry.
CRYING
- What's wrong with you?
- Is it your teeth? What?
- MAMA!
- Come to me, come, come.
- Sweetie!
- Sorry, I've told you everything I know.
Come. Daddy will give you
paracetamol, it'll be fine.
- Tell me-- are we good on everything?
- Don't worry, I can manage.
- (Cool!)
BUMP
Pssh!
How's it going?
So... Wajdi...
((Ow.))
- How are you?
WEDDING CLIP
AFFIDA: Hey Ginger!
Don't use up all my 4G.
- I'm not...
- Fine, whatever.
ALARM
GUARD: Outside time over!
ALARM
- Give it to me.
- Ah!
BED SQUEAKING
...
...
...
THPPPT
BED SQUEAKING
...
- Make you bed squeak again
and I'll make you eat your pillow, OK?
- No, hold on, I'll explain it to you.
I'm stuck on something, alright?
When I get stuck on something
I can't sleep. Like so.
In fact, there are 3 big suspects.
But nothing about the 3 speaks to me,
know what I mean?
- I don't give a fuck!
- Okaaaaaaay!
THPPT
The muscle? I don't think so.
Unless he killed her on behalf of the lab.
The lab, I'd buy that.
What does it have to do
with this Wajdi? Huh?
Oh fuck !
Fuck, the library, girl!
C, A, G--
the books Emilie moved in her sleep.
We thought that she put them away randomly.
But not at all!
She sorted the books
by whether the first letter is C, A, or G.
And C-A-G is? Huh? Huh?
C-A-G, come on!
C-A-G?
- They're initials.
- Are stupid or what?
Obviously they're initials,
but above all, they're three of the four
nucleotides that make up human DNA:
cytosine, adenine, and guanine, OK?
There is also thymine,
but she didn't mention it.
In other words, the girl puts away
her books in genetic code mode!
And all this in her sleep!
- OK.
- Of course, said like that
it looks weird, but
she worked for years in
a genetics analysis lab-- so, no.
On the other hand, with these 3 letters
dozens of combinations are possible,
and she was happy to reproduce
the same identical combination 36 times!
Seriously? 36 times!
36 times! 36 times!
36 times!
36 times!
- Enough! What you've
realized is awesome, is that it?
- Ah! In humans this
C-A-G combination is found
on chromosome 4 in particular,
which encodes the huntingtin protein.
Right, so if the combination
reproduces between 6 and 35 times,
OK, that's awesome, but--
if it reproduces 36 times
or more, then there, boom,
huntingtin is all miscoded.
in short, it's the mess,
and we end up with-- with?
Come on!
- Huntington's disease.
- Well there you go!
See, you are interested!
Well, I know what you're going to say:
'What does this have to
do with this Wajdi guy?'
- I really wondering
when you're gonna shut it.
- No, this is the great part, imagine:
Huntington's disease is also
called 'Huntington's chorea,'
the reporting of
involuntary movements, and
it just so happens
that Wajdi has early symptoms.
Ahh! And there you go!
That's the link between
Emilie, the lab, and Wajdi:
Huntington's disease!
Ooh! See? That was all right.
Right, okay.
Ah... good night.
MORGANE: Hello? Karadec?
- There is indeed a link
between Emilie Fontaine and you.
Five years ago
you were tested for Huntington's disease.
This is the data.
KARADEC: This test was subcontracted
to your company, SG Sequencing.
- It came back negative.
However, your symptoms have continued.
You didn't think there'd been an error?
ARIANE: In 2017, Emilie called us
and one of the other partners.
She'd discovered she had
made a serious mistake a year earlier.
She had sent the bad test results
to the patient, Wajdi Martinon.
- And you kept it to yourself?
- The patient had just had a little girl,
at risk of carrying the gene like him.
Our lawyers advised us to say nothing.
We were in the middle of
fundraising, so a trial at that time...
- Except that Emilie had regrets.
You were afraid she would
tell everything to Wajdi Martinon
and you decided to put
both of them under surveillance?
- Emilie contacted me.
She said the test that I had
done at the time contained an error,
that I had Huntington's.
And maybe my daughter had it too.
That I had to have her tested.
- Why didn't you say this yesterday?
- Because...
after Emilie's call,
I had a visit from a lawyer.
He offered me money.
I was thinking of my wife,
and my daughter.
- You offered €500,000 to Wajdi Martinon
in exchange for his silence.
I imagine that Emilie couldn't be bought.
Is that why you killed her?
- No. I swear I didn't.
We paid the patient, it's true,
But kill Emilie? Never.
- ♪ Guess who's getting out tomorrow! ♪
-Cool! They know who did it?
- Yes. The laboratory.
Well, nobody's talking, but they
will soon, there's to be a search.
TAPPING
Well, nobody's talking, but they
will soon, there's to be a search.
TAPPING
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What are those noises?
- I called Henri
to send a plumber,
but he refused to hear it--
cuz normally it'd be
at the expense of the owner!
HENRI: It's done!
- It is? It's fixed?
- Like before.
- The toilet flushes?
- The toilet? I fixed the ventilation!
- Stop, Henri, it wasn't broken!
- People always want more!
- Mom, you have to do something!
Henri is so stingy!
- Seriously, it's a trait! You knew that.
- He says we don't need
to have electricity in all the rooms,
and so many outlets
is for yuppies. And now he's
looking at the roof.
- Oh fuck. I wish we still
had the €15,000 bracelet.
- We didn't throw it away.
We didn't?
Didn't we throw it away?
- It's under the barbecue.
- Fuck, under the barbecue?
Girl, you're a genius! An evil genius,
but I'm proud of you.
- I know.
- ...And writers, authors,
prefects, DAs,
LAUGHS
presidents-- well...
but I have colleagues
who spend more time
to check that they have
feminized all the titles
of their rulings
than time asking
whether the defendant is indeed guilty.
-I see.
Where's the waiter?
I want another drink.
-It's like changing that title from
Agatha Christie. Doesn't that shock you?
We don't even have the right to say
'Ten Little-'
SHE COUGHS
SHE COUGHS
...
Right. Uh...
Will you stop taking me for a fool?
I- I've been provoking you for an hour
and you say nothing.
Are you bored or what?
- It's... No, not at all, well...
You say sensible things
which are not my ideas,
but no... well,
neither is it...
-Listen.
I know that Morgane Alvaro and you,
have a... particular relationship.
And if you just accepted
having lunch with me
to get her out of trouble-
no, I can't blame you, but me,
it's two days I've been
waiting for this moment.
Not- not for you to agree
to everything I say,
but because you are one of
the smartest people that I know.
And one of the only ones with whom
I question myself.
I'll ask for the check.
It won't affect the case.
- Wait... We...
A-hmm...
CLEARS THROAT
I saw there are frozen margaritas
on the menu.
We could have one.
- Well... no, but... yes!
MOBILE RINGS
Hold on.
MOBILE RINGS
Excuse me.
MOBILE RINGS
Yes?
When?
OK, do a new search of the place,
and go through everything
with a fine-toothed comb this time.
- A problem?
- Your consultant's cellmate has contacted
my service, Celine, with information.
That Morgane Alvaro did it.
I'm sorry.
- Is that it?
- Yes, that's it.
-That woman ratted
on me to block my release!
That bitch!
- Céline got the judge on the phone,you
will go to the Assizes for murder.
He lacked a reason before to
conclude his investigation, now he has it.
- No, hold on, they're
stopping the investigation?
- Mm-hmm.
- But there are still plenty of suspects!
Everybody at the lab!
- We checked, they all have alibis.
- ALL?
- Yes.
Yes, an evening with their investors.
And Wajdi Martinon was with the family,
he didn't kill Emilie either.
With the team, we've collected
to pay for a good lawyer.
We'll be there for you, whatever happens.
Now if you were to have a flash, an idea,
an intuition, it's time.
So...
- Yes- well no, not that!
Turn it!
- Ah. Pardon.
Go ahead, concentrate.
Find something?
- Stop looking at me,
it blocks me!
-What? Yes yes, okay.
-Turn it.
No, you're pressuring me,
pressure, I can't.
It's not like you weren't taken in either.
Go on, turn it!
- Pardon?
- Yeah.
You put more energy
into finding alibis for the suspects
rather than trying to
get me out of here. There!
- What nerve !
We went all out for you, Morgane!
I even made myself an accomplice.
You stole this bracelet,
and here we are!
- I told you, I thought it was fake!
Do I have to repeat it?
- Well no, it's solid gold.
What?
- ('Solid gold'...) That's it!
Oh fuck!
- What?
- What?
- 'Solid gold'! OK--
I was right. It's the husband
who did it. Look at his first wife
in this photo, look at her wrist.
There's a mark, a mark from oxidation, all right?
The metal oxidizes,
from perspiration, it's normal.
- All right.
- OK-- except, solid 18 carat gold!
And BAM!
Oh, nice!
You know where
the word 'carat' comes from?
RAGTIME MUSIC
O SUSANNA
- No, I don't know.
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- From 'Karadec'! I'm kidding.
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- Very funny.
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- It comes from
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hthe carob tree.
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hA Mediterranean tree,\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- Yes...
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hwhose seeds were used
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hin ancient times to
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hweigh precious metals.
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- Okay.
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- Awesome, right?
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- Okay.
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hIn fact, one carat is
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hthe mass of a seed of carob.
Pretty nice, right?
-Yes.
-And the word stuck. There you go.
- Could you get back to the facts?
- OK.
- Yeah?
- Sorry for wanting to teach you a couple things.
OK. Facts, the facts.
Solid gold.
So, solid gold is the only metal
which does not oxidize
in contact with the skin. OK?
- Yes.
- So there, the problem.
It's not the metal,
it is the skin of the lady.
- Her skin?
- Yes. Right--
- in people who are very deficient in iron,
the skin can get marked
by contact with gold, OK?
The doctors don't all agree,
but the dominant theory,
is the hemoglobin in the blood.
- Yes?
Lacking iron, it
migrates to the bracelet
to nab the iron by inflating the
vessels, hence the marks. "Voila"!
All this to say that Maxime's
first wife was iron deficient.
Look at the test results
the lab mistakenly sent to Wajdi.
- To Wajdi?
- The Wajdi analyses.
You showed them to me!
- Wajdi, OK... OK.
'Huntington's disease, negative.'
- Perfect.
- She has an iron deficiency.
- So. SO?
- The results received by Wajdi
are those of Maxime Fontaine's first wife?
- I'm saying that Andrea must have also
had an exam done-- and
who but Emilie does a bullshit thing,
running two tests that day, and
switched Wajdi and Andréa's tests.
And she sends each of them
the other's results.
- Okay.
Wajdi received
negative results,
even though he was carrying
of the Huntington gene,
and Maxime Fontain'es first wife...
- Received positive results,
(when she wasn't sick!)
Look at the date on which
she received the results.
- October 4, 2019.
It's the day of her suicide.
- And BOOM!
- There is the mother
of your first wife, Andrea.
She died from Huntington's disease
when her daughter was 17. Did you know?
- Yes.
- We contacted the doctor of your wife,
according to him she was
terrified of ending up like her mother.
So she refused to be tested for years.
When you decided to
have a child, she needed to know.
Except that the lab sent the
results of another patient by mistake,
and your wife mistakenly
believed that she was sick.
It seems it was your
second wife who made the mistake.
Your meeting on the bridge,
it was no coincidence.
Emilie was there
for the same reasons as you.
She felt responsible
for your wife's suicide.
She pulled herself together
when she saw you.
I'm telling you this,
but you know it, right?
- I felt lately that Emilie
was hiding something from me.
I was so scared
to lose her too.
I begged her to tell me,
she cried.
She said she had to
confess something to me,
that I should no longer feel
guilty over Andrea's death.
It wasn't my fault
she had jumped off the bridge,
but hers.
- She told you everything?
- Yes.
The test...
Her mistake.
Her lies.
I didn't understand anything.
I was- I was swimming
in the middle of a nightmare.
She asked me to forgive her.
She begged me.
She swore to me that she didn't want
to lie to me. She told me she loved me.
I heard this little voice in my head.
This little voice who said...
'She killed Andrea.
She killed the love of your life,
and you married her.'
I just wanted her to shut up.
Do you understand?
I wanted her to shut up.
- Right, well me, I'm outta here.
Thanks again for snitching, bitch.
- It was nothing.
On the other hand, I got
6 more months, we're not quits.
- You know, you're so rotten inside,
nothing can be done for you.
I'm off. No hard feelings?
- No hard feelings.
If you come back here,
I will be less nice.
I'll rip your fake nails off
with my teeth.
Yeah. OK. We'll
do it like that.
I'm off.
VOICEMAIL: You have one new message.
BEEP
- Yes. Yes, it's Ludo.
Listen, Chloe threw up in the car,
I'm dealing with it, but we're on our way.
- Hello, Morgane.
Have you made friends?
- Many, as you can imagine.
They're a bunch of great chicks.
Can we get them out?
- Morgane...
what happened last year between us...
Yes, OK, I know,
it didn't mean anything. OK.
- No no, in this case you
were right, it meant something,
and that's the concern.
I care about you, Morgane.
And I know I hurt you.
But losing you as a colleague,
as a friend...
this is my biggest regret. And...
and I'm not the only one.
Gilles and Daphne miss you.
Céline too, even if
she'd find it hard to admit.
Yeah, so then, would there be
a chance, however small,
you'd consider coming back?
Take time to think on it.
Welcome home, Morgane.
ROXANE: Hey there.
- It starts in 20 minutes, want a sandwich?
- Hey. With pleasure.
- Alright?
You look knackered.
- It was a big day.
- Hold on, I wanted to show you this,
look, I found...
Do you know Agatha Christie?
- Ah, no.
- She wrote detective novels...
GILLES: She's the assistant.
CELINE: You don't know- CROSSTALK
- Hello Hello!
GILLES: Good morning.
- I was stuck, my osteo
couldn't take me,
The assistant wasn't confident that
it would work,
and look: I couldn't do that.
You see?
- Oh, yeah. CROSSTALK
- Sorry for the delay,
there were no more coil bindings,
I had to buy them myself.
But, here is my report.
Arial 14, printed in landscape format,
the way you like.
- Great. Uh, thank you.
- I really feel better.
And no need for acupuncture.
- No need?
PEN CLICKING
♪ ANTISOCIAL BY TRUST ♪
PEN CLICKING
DOOR SLAMS
- Well?
What do we have today?
♪ You work all your life
to pay for your headstone ♪
♪ You mask your face
by reading your diary ♪
♪ You walk like a robot
in the corridors of the metro ♪
♪ People don’t touch you,
you have to take the first step ♪
♪ You want to talk
without passing the buck ♪
♪ You can’t walk without
your bulletproof vest ♪
♪ You would give eyes to justice ♪
♪ You can’t rape a woman full of flaws ♪
♪ Antisocial, you lose your cool ♪