Spin (2012–2016): Season 3, Episode 4 - Manipulations - full transcript

You're 12 weeks pregnant,
Clémence.

I never imagined this could happen.

Me neither, after Valentine's birth,

but miracles can happen.

- You can get dressed.
- Thank you.

Would you bring the file, please?

I won't ask about
the father's identity.

You can count on discretion
from me and my team.

Thank you, Sébastien.

Thank you for everything.

- See you soon.
- See you soon.



Take good care of yourself.

SPIN

The Minister for Justice
has brushed me off

despite my keeping her at the Ministry
against others' advice.

You're protected that way.

Blocking the investigation into Parodi
would go against you.

Not everyone within the Department
of Justice is your ally.

It would be too risky to exert
even minimal pressure.

Clémence assured me
she's innocent and I believe her.

I may have a solution.

I initiated an advanced inquiry
into Apolline Vremler

after she was abducted,

to try and understand
what she was doing in Lebanon,

and how she ended up
falling into this kind of trap.



She was in contact
with Judge Magnier,

who placed Parodi
under investigation.

The judge couldn't have done so

without elements supplied by Vremler
from Beirut.

Did you see any of their exchanges?

No, but a judge
working with a journalist

to target a member of the government

is a serious mistake.

If Clémence Parodi's
lawyer knew about it,

the whole case would crumble.

They'd just need the evidence.

- You have a green light on that.
- You're the boss.

Alain won't even answer my calls.
I may as well not exist.

Send him a text.
He'll read it.

No, I need to talk to him
face to face.

What did you expect, Mum?
He's the President.

He doesn't give a damn about you.

Sorry Mum, you're no longer
a minister. You're nothing to him.

What's it to him
whether you keep the baby or not?

You broke basic rules
on the Parodi case.

I did what was needed
to reach my conclusions.

Conclusions made
from which sources?

You collaborated covertly
with a journalist, Apolline Vremler.

You disclosed confidential information
protected by a professional oath.

- What about my phone being tapped?
- Don't go there, you won't win.

Because of you, the investigation
into Parodi has been shut down.

We need the file in its entirety.

You'll be subject to a disciplinary.
The Committee will decide.

- Any questions?
- I'll keep them for the Committee.

Nothing's happening.

- We said we'd pay the ransom.
- We've lost communication.

My contact has been
waiting for news for 2 days.

He's tried everything,
but he's getting silence.

You said your contact knows them,
and it would be easy.

- The famous Captain Mawad.
- The embassy have nothing on him.

He's not in our files.

There's been bombing in the area,
so they're suspicious.

- I don't believe this.
- I'm not aware of any strikes there.

- Do we have proof of life?
- You swore you'd get her out alive.

- So do it.
- Be patient, Simon.

Everyone distrusts everyone else.
This is the Middle East.

Is that what I explain
to my daughter?

Middle Eastern philosophy?

- Is your contact really reliable?
- Yes.

Why not talk to our contacts
in the Lebanese secret service?

- I don't trust them.
- Is there anyone we can trust?

There are others.

The Israelis, or even Fatah.

They have enemies in common
and they have a presence there.

Fatah working with the Israelis?

It's a bit dodgy,
but it could work.

OK.

SYRIA

Eat.

My ex-wife has been
taken hostage by Daesh.

They're holding her
somewhere in Syria.

If anything happened to her,

I think part of me would die too.

You're still close?

Yes.

She's the only woman
I've ever loved.

No other significant relationships?

- It's hard loving someone.
- Why?

Why?

It's a bit like this.

You have to surrender yourself.

You're right.
You have to want to do it.

- I'm not sure.
- What's holding you back?

Were you betrayed by someone?

- Just like everyone else.
- You're not everyone else.

Sorry, I must take this.

- Hello?
- Mr Kapita?

Yes.

I'm Apolline's fixer in Beirut.

This is her phone.
Do you have news?

I'm in Paris. I couldn't
switch her phone on in Lebanon.

I have her things.
We need to meet.

Of course.

You wanted to see me?

To thank me
for your million copy bonus?

- Ducasse's restaurant would be nice.
- Forget about your stomach.

Did you send me this?

- What's that?
- This was inside. I want to know.

What is it?
I don't send you anonymous stuff.

It's nothing to do with me.
What is it?

A scoop that's even more
devastating for Marjorie.

His affair with Parodi
was just the fuse...

on a bomb that's about to go off.

- I don't understand.
- It's a scan.

- The image of a baby in the womb.
- OK.

Here's the important bit.

See the name of the mother?

- Parodi?
- 3 months pregnant.

Fuck!

Everyone knows
you're not the father...

Marjorie!
What an idiot!

This is too good to be true.

The Élysée has been
feeding us a line.

The affair wasn't over.
He's still doing her.

He's lied to the whole country.

He won't come back
from this one.

To us!

Marjorie can't climb out
of this hole. He's finished.

- You bring me luck, Ludovic.
- I'm seeing Beaugendre tomorrow.

I can't wait to see his face
when I tell him.

It should permanently
divide the Left.

Beaugendre is our best bet

to eliminate Marjorie
from the primaries.

- Watch him. He's good.
- I fear Marjorie more.

I can handle Beaugendre's type.

They're brilliant,

but formulaic.
Predictable, like my husband.

I'll have him!

What do you think of me?

- What do you mean?
- Compared to other politicians.

You're much more sexy!

No, seriously.

You have that spark
the others don't have.

I want them all to respect me.

I want them to fear me.
I want to win.

You will win,
if you follow my advice.

I can't wait to see their faces
when I'm elected.

Those morons, who look down on me
for being a liberated woman.

You always look like
a sulky child when you're asleep.

Our little public confession
did me good.

I'm not angry with you any more.

This affair with Clémence,
or anyone else, doesn't matter.

I know only too well what I've
put you through with my episodes.

My highs and lows.

Especially my lows.

We've still managed to get by.

We've kept our heads above water.

Thanks to your kindness
and patience.

Thank you.

I know I'm impossible to live with.

Now we should take stock.

See where we both are.

Do we stay living together?

I don't know.

What do you think?

You calm me down.

With your intelligence
and your trust…

The way you look at me.

Like the look you have right now.

It shows your affection for me.
It does me good.

It's always good
to see a family grow.

I knew you'd be interested.

Marjorie will have plenty of time
to play the doting father.

I'm guessing I don't have
exclusivity on this.

I'm faithful to my client.

Carrère!

- Fancies her chances?
- She has every chance.

Who do you really support, Desmeuze?
I'd love to know.

Whoever's voted President.

- You're sure she'll win?
- Why else would I be with her?

How could I regret my resignation?

I disagreed profoundly
with the President's reform.

I won't be the one
who is remembered

for allowing the extreme Right
into the Assembly.

You were there when Arnaud Morlaix
was assassinated. How does that feel?

Those images will be eternally
engraved on my memory.

I've seen what blind violence
can do to a man, that's for certain.

Can you bring the majority of the
Party with you against the President

only 6 months from the election?

The best candidate will be
nominated in the primaries,

and I'm not sure
it will be the President.

- How do you rate your chances?
- Better than ever.

Marjorie has become a politician.

I will remain a statesman.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

What an arsehole!

He's toxic.

Barely twenty cowardly shits
will support him.

- Are you sure?
- Yes. I know who's voting for whom.

They'll take a beating
in the primaries.

It's a minor putsch.
That's all.

Alain has the majority
in the Party. No question.

If everyone were like you,
we'd be home and dry.

I agree that he's far
from gathering wide support.

He's got some nerve.

A wake up call at the next meeting
will soon burst his bubble.

Beaugendre is no fool.

He must have
a trick up his sleeve.

- Any idea what that might be?
- No. I'm sorry, I have to go.

Our shining knight
is off form today.

That's what I was thinking.

- It's great you could come so soon.
- I'd have come sooner, if you'd said.

I'm not a child any more.

I'm worried about Mum,
she's really in deep this time.

It's great to see you.

Do you know Mum's
Lebanese fixer?

Toufik? Yes, he stays
at Mum's place when he's in Paris.

- Was he there when it happened?
- Yes, he grabbed her things.

- I'm going to meet him. Want to come?
- OK.

So the judge asked Mum
to go to Beirut?

Your mum doesn't need anyone's
help to put herself in danger.

She was already on the case
when the inquiry was blocked.

It was quid pro quo.

The papers Mum sent over
allowed the judge

- to place Parodi under investigation.
- OK.

- Is that him?
- Yes.

Juliette, you're here too?

Thanks for getting
in touch so quickly.

Sorry it's in these circumstances.

Here are her things. It's what
she had with her at the time.

- Did you see them?
- Not really.

There was lots of gunfire.
Our informant was killed.

Maybe some of these
papers will help you.

They're likely to ask for a ransom.
They know the French pay.

You'll get her back.
Inshallah.

You made a handsome couple.

- Yes?
- Vitoz from Flash Mag.

- You need to get here straight away.
- I'm on my way.

I have to go.
See you later.

There's nothing to prove
Marjorie is the father.

The headline
will have a question mark.

On the front page.

You forget the Élysée has denied it.
The affair ended 6 months ago.

Save that line
for everyone else, please.

- How did you get hold of this?
- Anonymous delivery.

I can show you the envelope.

- What do you want from me?
- Given the impact this will have,

I wanted to give
the Élysée the heads up.

You're getting cold feet.

I'm protecting myself
and the paper.

There's no way that envelope arrived
by accident. Someone's behind this.

I don't want anyone thinking
the paper is complicit.

- It stinks, but we're not to blame.
- Then who is? Ludovic Desmeuze?

His client?

- He was flabbergasted.
- So he knows about it?

- How long do we have?
- Tomorrow will be too late.

The Élysée needs
to react straight away.

It's unbelievable.

I'd given up hope
of children years ago.

A child!

At nearly 60 years of age,
it's crazy!

Don't you think it's crazy?

What are you thinking?

I'm just watching you.
You seem happy.

- How many months is it?
- I'm not a gynaecologist.

I'd say...

around 3 months.

Can we tell if it's a boy or a girl?

It's too soon for that.

How did having
a daughter affect you?

It lit up my life.

- I have a meeting with the President.
- It's cancelled.

I've just spent an hour
on the phone to London,

the Kents are on their way.

Other councillors are waiting,
you'll do the same.

If I admit I'm the father,
it means I lied about the affair.

Not possible.

We can't let the information out
without making a statement.

I don't know.

Could Clémence have had...

an affair?

A fleeting one?

A fling? Can you be certain
that's not what happened?

Of course.

Clémence isn't that kind of woman.

Of course.

Forgive me for asking,
but are you sure she wants to keep it?

I must call her.

Don't go away.
We have to act quickly.

Hearing about
your pregnancy like this,

it's knocked me for six.
It's crazy.

Especially now.

If you'd answered my calls,
it wouldn't have come to this.

We're going through a huge crisis.

Every day there's a new disaster.
I'm just dodging the blows,

but I can't move forward.

Do you think a child
would be a disaster?

Is that what you think?

No, of course not.

I'm here, aren't I?
It matters to me.

But you know how it will be.

When it gets out, it will be
exaggerated, twisted, talked about...

You can't switch it off.

You know it'll be a living hell.

What can I do about it?

We have to counter
the announcement of the pregnancy.

We have to find a way.

An abortion would be dire
for his image.

Likewise, if she keeps
the child on her own.

Abandoning a pregnant woman, there
would be nothing worse for Marjorie.

Denial is the only solution.

Marjorie isn't the father.
The affair had ended.

We could give out names
of potential fathers.

That would be humiliating for
the President and awful for Clémence.

- The lies have to stop.
- Why do you care so much?

Meaning?

We peddle white lies all day
to satisfy our clients.

We turn losers into superstars.

We coach arseholes, and take
money from lobbyists who lie.

What do you call that?

You may be right,
but I'm beginning to tire of it all.

- Yes, Juliette.
- Mum's notebook is full of surprises.

- You've got to see this.
- Tell me more.

Not on the phone.
Come quickly, this is massive.

- Meet me at the office, love.
- OK.

I want to be understanding.

I know it's hard for you,
but put yourself in my place.

I saw you on TV with Elisabeth
playing the forgiving wife,

it crushed me.

I promise, once the elections
are over, whatever the outcome,

- we'll get back together.
- Alain, I need to know,

do you want this child?
Do you really want me to keep it?

Of course I do.

Of course.
How could you think otherwise?

It's my first child, Clémence.

I'm so happy!

Will you do one thing for me?

Tell Elisabeth.

You have to tell her
I'm having your child.

OK.

- Promise me.
- I'll tell her.

How did the press get hold
of my scan? It's appalling.

There's no way of knowing.

I'll sue them for invasion of privacy,
and the Élysée will keep quiet.

People will talk,
and it will fizzle out.

Remember
the old Minister for Justice.

She kept the identity of her child's
father a secret for years.

You'll acknowledge paternity
after the elections.

Martin Palissy is in it
up to his neck.

He's just like his arsehole father.
I never trusted him.

Yes, Mum found his name on
the Lebanese holding company's books.

He worked as their French advisor.

The firm's French contracts
track Palissy senior's career

in the regions, then in government.

When the school crumbled,
who was the regional president?

Palissy.

Your mate, Palissy. Prime Minister
and Home Office Minister.

- He was controlling it all.
- Fuck.

So you've given up tea.
Watch out, that's much stronger.

I'll have one too.

That's what Mum
was looking for in Beirut.

Then she was abducted.

Palissy had had her phone tapped.
The judge told me.

So he knew
what she'd found out.

So her liberation
is not in his interests.

Quite the opposite.

- Hello.
- So?

Have you managed
to get Apolline out?

We're getting there.
Be patient, we'll get her back.

I'm warning you, if anything happens
to her, it's on your head.

Look, I know you're concerned,
but you know I'm doing all I can.

The President's expecting me.

I've just seen the PM about
the announcement of the pregnancy.

There'll be no statement.

We'll leave the gossips
and charlatans to their devices.

The Élysée will stick to no comment.

Clémence will go after
the paper for invasion of privacy.

But I've asked Palissy
to find the source of the leak.

What's wrong?
Don't you like the plan?

Palissy is behind
Apolline's abduction.

She was investigating
the links between his son

and the Lebanese firm
responsible for the school accident,

and by strange coincidence,
we're no closer to getting her out.

Are you serious?

Do you realise what you're saying?

This is a hell of a thing to say.
He's the Prime Minister.

He's a father trying to save his son,
who's in trouble up to his neck.

Palissy has people in Lebanon,
such as Captain Mawad.

They have no interest
in freeing Apolline.

She knows too much.

Sonia, call Intelligence.

Get Annie.

We'll get your ex-wife out of there.
We'll get her back to you.

I won't see you again.
Inshallah.

I'm going back
to your infidel country.

- Our paths may cross.
- You're never going back to France.

You're going to die. The whole
world will see your execution.

While I bring Jihad to France.

You know that's not true. The French
government will negotiate my release.

The French government
has ended talks.

It's over.

- I don't believe you.
- Don't you?

In that case,
I'll show you my face.

Then you'll see I'm not lying.

Before taking the name
of the Prophet's wife,

blessed be his name,

I was called Jennifer.

It's a stupid name, isn't it?

Where are you from?

- From a rough high-rise estate.
- What about your parents?

What's it to you?

You're going to die.

OK, I'll tell you.

My father's a crane driver
and my mother's a cleaner.

See? I come
from a good French family.

Have you lost weight?

You're looking very smart tonight.

I thought I'd make an effort.

We're hosting Kent,
the world's most stylish PM.

I saw it in your diary.

You know how much
I love Andrew and Ann.

They're so much fun,
not like the others.

I hope you've arranged
the Sancerre. The 2012 Delmotte.

- What?
- His favourite wine, Sancerre.

- Do you want some help?
- I can do it.

The thing is,
with this sword of Damocles,

Britain leaving
the European Union,

the dinner is going
to be quite technical.

You usually talk after the cheese.
We'd leave you alone then.

Elisabeth, I have
something to tell you.

What's going on
in that head of yours?

You're going to declare war
on Britain? Avenge Joan of Arc?

But not in those socks,
you'll never win.

Clémence is pregnant.

You said your affair was over.

I asked you
if I could believe you

when I saw your affair
emblazoned on the news-stands.

Why did you lie to me?

To set up that TV masquerade

where I had to go public
about my illness to protect you?

That same night, I came
to thank you for your kindness

over 28 years of marriage.

I asked you
if we were staying together!

Why humiliate me in this way?

You're a pig! I'll never
forgive you for this. Never!

Alain, before anything else,
I propose a toast

to Elisabeth's courage
in supporting a countrywoman,

hostage to a mediaeval
political system.

I offer my heartfelt
wishes for success.

I also wish to toast
the entente cordiale

that has existed between
our countries for 150 years.

Long live Britain!

Long live France!

Andrew, I'll pass on
your kind words to Elisabeth,

who is sorry she can't be here.

And I'd also like
to toast our entente cordiale.

Who would have imagined
it would be so enduring?

Even if your involvement
in the EU is generating...

how should I put it,
some interesting discussions.

And this brings to mind the
celebration of our entente cordiale

between Mitterrand and Margaret
Thatcher in the '80s in London.

At that time,

a joker in the French
security service

had placed a fake bomb
in the garden.

It wasn't fused, but still,

no doubt to test the legendary
British sense of humour.

It was certainly put to the test!

This evening, Andrew,

I can assure you
that our bomb disposal service

has inspected this table

from top to bottom.

I have had all the dishes
being served tonight

tasted in advance.

And now, I myself, will taste
this marvellous champagne,

from the same year
as your marriage,

which, out of delicacy,
has been erased from the label.

Ann, Andrew,

friends, I had to see you.

I wanted to be the first to tell you
about the wonderful miracle

that has happened
in this marvellous palace.

You thought you were
dining in the Élysée,

but you are really in the temple
of the immaculate conception.

You are in the presence,
dear friends,

of a man who has been
touched by divine grace.

He is Joseph, Mary,
an all-powerful god,

who has made a woman pregnant
without touching or seeing her.

This hasn't happened
for 2,000 years!

Alain, you will be blessed
by all Christianity

for your sacred act.

Hallelujah!

Dear friends,

I leave you with this holy man,

this supreme magician,

in the hope that
you'll be spared his lies

which are both pathetic

and unforgivable.

I thought I'd put
the headline down here.

Which would give us this.

What do you think?

PREGNANT... BY THE PRESIDENT?

- That's great!
- OK.

- Let's send it.
- Here it goes.

It's gone!

- Goodbye, everyone!
- Goodbye.

First, this just in,

Ms Parodi may be pregnant
by the President.

There's no reaction yet
from the Élysée.

If this is confirmed,

it will be at odds with the affair
having supposedly ended.

We will keep you updated
throughout the programme.

What's happening?

The hounds have been let loose.

Is it you they're after?

Who else?

How can you do this job
with so much mud flying around?

I don't know.

When I started, there was
hardly any gossip press.

Can you imagine?

They were restricted
to film stars and royalty.

They've polluted the media
and putrefied politics.

It's crazy!

- Still want to be a journalist?
- More than ever.

The bar needs to be raised.

This proves President Marjorie
has lied to the French people

just as he has lied to his wife.

How will this affect
the coming elections?

There are dramatic implications
for the image of our country.

My thoughts are with these two women,
humiliated and betrayed publicly.

Their privacy has been violated.

I find this shocking.

She's good,
she'll make life difficult for you.

Not for long,
she's too predictable.

- What is your reaction?
- France's trust has been broken.

I can't see how Marjorie
can stand for election now.

It's funny,
they're on the same page.

You should suggest an alliance!

They're cut from the same cloth,
and they speak the same language.

- Is Lionel on for dinner tonight?
- He's bringing dessert.

Did you tell him it's at 8pm?
He's always late. It's a pain.

Don't look like that.

- We're like an old couple!
- Oh, please!

Captain Mawad was picked up
by our friends in Lebanon,

and they've leant on him a bit.

You were right.
Palissy took us for a ride.

Mawad had received orders
to sabotage negotiations.

The good news is that we've
been able to locate the village

where Apolline is being held,
a village on the Syrian border.

We must intervene very quickly now,
negotiation isn't an option.

- Intervene, how?
- A specialised commando unit

will be there in 3 hours.
Our contacts will guide them.

- Mossad?
- They know the territory well.

- And the Lebanese government?
- They'll be informed afterwards.

And Palissy doesn't know?

The PM won't be party to this
operation or any associated decisions.

You have the green light.

SYRIAN BORDER

Salaam-Alaikum.

A brother will meet you in Marseilles,
in the airport car park.

Call him on this.

Then throw it away.
He'll take you to Paris.

You'll be given your orders there,
by other brothers.

Even on a small sample,
in such a short time,

the effect for you is catastrophic.

You were right all along,
lying was a bad idea.

We'll turn this around, Kapita.

But no more shabby arrangements,
dubious compromises,

and short term deals.

- How?
- Trust me.

We have to revisit all our strategies.

I've let myself get bogged down
with a shopkeeper mentality

to pass a law with minimal support.

It would have been
watered down, as usual,

far removed from my true
ambition for the country.

I have to rise above this.

I have to raise my game
and my stature.

Your wife is missing.

She's disappeared.

Excuse me, Kapita.

She's taken her medication with her.

We have her on camera.
She left in a taxi at 1.44pm.

- She only had her handbag.
- Find her.