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I have to leave you.

Don't move, mom, wait.
-No no no no! Don't touch me...

don't touch me

I think I'm not ready to get up.

Well, stay there...
Leo will make you breakfast.

What do you want, mom?

I'd like some...
toast, please, but

less burnt than yesterday, okay?

With more jam than
yesterday, but less butter.

And tea too, black tea,
Darjeeling. It's my favourite.

You let it rest for 4 minutes,
at no more than 85 degrees,

2 grams per 15 cl.
-Okay, I'm coming...

Very well. Also some
scrambled eggs, if you don't mind,

but English style. Because
they are so much fluffier.

While they are done, stir
them with the wooden spoon.

And you turn off
the heat before they

set because they're
not good afterwards...

Emma, can you go to the bathroom
and get my day cream, please?

You know, the one with the label
that says gratifying awakening,

or reaffirming, it doesn't matter,
I don't know. With argan oil.

And in the meantime,
if you have time to go

get some magazines,
that would be a nice touch.

Nothing more?
-A freshly squeezed orange juice.

Thanks.

It's going to be hard...

Kids!

EVIL CARRIES
REPENTANCE ON THE BACK

He is already, that's how it happened.

Killer! When I think we
welcomed you home...

Mrs. Lerbier!
-He was the one who killed your father!

Stenographer, have you got the
details of the reconstruction right?

Yes, Your Honor.

Mrs. Lerbier...
Please come closer.

Is that how she found her
husband, lying face down?

She didn't turn it over
until later, did she?

Good, captain.
You can get up, thank you.

Thanks.

What's wrong with you, my love?
What is that face about?

What is she coming for?
Do you think it's funny to see

you playing dead after what
we've been through? Come on.

Why do we do a reconstruction
if he maintains his confession?

You do not remember? At that
time, he had not confessed yet.

And the prosecutor wanted to charge him.
We didn't have time to investigate.

Yes. Because the prosecutor did not
let us reach the end of the investigation.

Because he had a
motive and no alibi.

Did they say something?

No, no, we were
just thinking out loud.

Candice, I heard you. -Yes.

Don't forget you
shouldn't be here, so...

Turn off the microphone, it will be safer.
-Yes.

Where?
I don't know where to turn it off...

Shut!

So, the blows to the victim,
the gestures of the accused,

the weapon used, do you think
they fit with the observations

what did he do when he arrived?
-Yes absolutely.

One blow to the temple,
another three behind the head.

It fits with the
coroner's conclusions.

And Vincent Lerbier was
beaten with a terracotta brick.

Terracotta we
found in his wounds.

But we didn't find
the murder weapon.

What did he do with her?

Did he get rid of her?
Did he take it?

Well, I don't know...
Yeah, I threw it away, I think.

Where? -I do not know anymore!

So he remembers everything but that.

I'm telling you I don't know!
I threw it out there, okay?

Very well. Lawyer, prosecutor,
if you listen to me for a moment...

Stenographer, the document, please.
Sirs...

Damn, careful!
They are new shoes!

They can be more careful!

It's crazy how much that
boy has changed in 8 months.

I'm not crazy, I heard a voice.
-No. No I do not...

I received this typewritten letter
from an anonymous informant.

I didn't inform them because
he wanted to avoid leaks,

but mostly because he wanted
everyone to be spontaneous.

I read it.

I am writing this letter to
you because an innocent

person is in jail. I am the
murderer of Vincent Lerbier.

I killed it with a garden brick.

He will find it in a niche
in the old sheepfold.

I knew it couldn't be you.

Who tells us that
the accused did not

ask someone to write
that to acquit him?

Don't talk nonsense!
I never asked anyone for anything!

Where is that sheepfold?
-Is not far.

He's in the field, I'll show him.

But what a pity! -Let's go.

All because the prosecutor
forced us to charge

him before he finished
preventive detention.

If not, he would have proven his innocence.

Candice, Candice! There is a
menu on the left of the screen

to mute the microphone...
-Ah, he's on the screen! Where?

Below, there are 3 ellipses.

There is usually a cartoon, a
small microphone or something.

You give it there and turn off the microphone.
-What are you doing, mom?

I'm watching a cop
series, handsome.

Hello? He has cut.
-Let's see...

Do you want to keep
working while you're like this?

Don't you know what
convalescence means?

And rest is mandatory.
The series are addictive.

You do learn stuff in
med school, it's great.

He is here, here he is.

It is very small, maximum 3 people.

Lawyer, his client will go with Mrs.
Delpech and Lieutenant Atger.

Take. -Thank you.

You stay there.
Do not touch anything.

Well, young man, can you
tell us where you hid the brick?

No, I do not know...

Does not know.
Do you know if he killed him or not?

If it wasn't you, say so.

Wasn't it you?

Let's go outside.

And good?

Nathalie is still looking for
the brick but... it wasn't him.

She made a false confession.
- Damn, I already knew!

Well, why did she accuse
herself if it wasn't you?

Come on, young man, it's time to talk now.

Tell the truth, for your own good.

So that they would
leave me alone in jail.

As soon as I arrived
they beat me up because

I refused to be the
whore of the others.

Do you know what jail is?
I see that no.

In jail they only leave those who
have done super serious things alone.

Nobody wants to mess with
guys who've already killed.

Wait. Are you telling
us that's why you

confessed to the murder
of Vincent Lerbier?

Judge, don't you know the violence
that exists in the juvenile hall?

And anyway, what
would have changed, huh?

Because for all of
you I was already guilty

so in the end nothing
would have changed.

At least that way they leave me alone.
I no longer have problems.

And they even respect me.

They were going to sentence me to several years.

And, I don't know, it was a
way of telling myself that...

it would be less hard to bear.

Poor boy! He's barely 18 years old
and he's already been through hell...

I found it!

He has traces of dried blood.

We need to do more analysis,
but I think it's the murder weapon.

Okay... Good, very good.
We return to the vehicles.

Let's go. All the world.
Come on.

How did you know where the victim
was hit and how many hits he received?

For the investigation file.

oh yeah

Candice, the reconstruction
is over. I hang up, okay?

Okay.

Are you okay? You haven't
opened your mouth since this morning.

Yes Yes. Don't worry.
Did you call your father?

No...I have nothing to say to her, 4
years without hearing from him and

she suddenly asks my mother to
call me because she wants to see Tom.

Are you going to introduce the boy?

I don't want to give you that
taste. I don't understand how

he can be homophobic and now
want to be my son's grandfather.

Already...

Your Honor, that letter does
not exonerate Emile Brejet.

Nobody tells us that he did
not have an accomplice at the

time of the events, the
same one who sent that letter.

What happens is
that he refuses to take

responsibility for having
imprisoned an innocent!

I remind you that he only
confessed once that he was arrested.

With the new elements, the
release of my client is imposed.

I understand his arguments,
lawyer, and also yours, prosecutor.

In fact, I'll order more
investigations, but in the

meantime, I'm sorry,
we'll keep his client in jail.

Keep him in prison?
It will be a joke!

Emile, grab the bike from behind!
Get the bike!

Let go!

Marquez!

I think it was you
who wrote that letter!

It was all premeditated!
-Of course not, it has nothing to do with it.

You knew the sheepfold, didn't you?
Yes, but I'm not the only one!

Everyone knows him!
Young people go there!

Well, if you know where it is,
tell us. For the good of both.

I don't know, it wasn't
premeditated at all.

He hadn't seen him
since he was arrested,

he couldn't write
to him or see him.

But she never stopped
having feelings for him.

I wonder if he was an
accessory to the murder.

Fuck. He is delusional...

He has just become
guilty of complicity in his

escape and he will
have to answer to justice.

It's his fault that he ran away.

They shouldn't send
him back to jail after what

he told them! Now they
will know that he lies!

Come on, come on, because I...

Wait, Antoine.
If I didn't shoot earlier, it was...

We'll talk about it later, okay?

Does he come with me?
You too, ma'am.

By escaping, he
faces 3 years in jail

even though he is
innocent, Antoine.

This reconstruction
has been a fiasco.

Not for the prosecutor. For
her, his escape confirms his guilt.

Okay, yes. Obviously.

She should have fought
harder for that boy.

Candice, at that
time you were fragile.

You had the IGPN on you. Nope?

If true.

But it is urgent to find it.

Why don't you check the
list of who visited him in jail?

One of them might help you.

Of course, of course. But
the most urgent thing is that

you rest, because stress
is bad for the heart, okay?

Yes.

I will call you later.

Antoine! -Yes?

If... if I didn't shoot earlier
it was for a good reason...

Hey, hey, Mehdi, I understand you,
we'll talk about it, okay? No problem.

Any word on the fugitive?
-Oh no!

By the way, you're going to help us.
-Of course. Do you update me?

Yes. It is about Emile
Bréjet, a boy who was

referred to a foster
family, the Lerbiers.

He fell in love with
his daughter, Roxanne.

And when the father found out,
there was a violent argument.

The next day, the father
was found dead in the orchard.

He has a motive and no
alibi. The judge charged him.

But we have an anonymous
letter that exonerates him.

We have to review everything,
we will start from scratch. Come on.

We've issued a search warrant.

With the motorcycle you can ride
for hours through the countryside

without going out on a road.
Where? It is impossible to know.

You can be with
your real family.

No, he was born to an
unknown father and his mother

has been in prison in
Spain for more than 1 year.

But I'm going to
call his old educator

to see if there's
anyone he's attached to.

Very well. Keep me up to date.

And the anonymous letter?
Have you reviewed it?

It is anonymous.
You know what it means?

Yes, but if it was Candice, she would
have made him talk about that letter.

She would have identified with him!

She would have listened to him. It's
what makes him see things we don't see.

Yes, but he is not here, we do
what we can with our little eyes.

Who has been following his
file since his incarceration?

No one.

Can I speak to
your last educator?

He is retired...

Okay, um... can I have your
contact details so I can call you?

Yes, yes, I hope.

This one saw it all.
He knows the killer.

Very funny.

Hugo and Léa, the two minors
who welcomed the Lerbiers at

the same time as Emile Brejet.
Maybe they know where he is.

They had to be taken to another
foster home. I can ask the ASE.

Maybe one of them sent
the anonymous letter.

They felt remorse and ended
up denouncing each other.

Candice had
excluded them from the

investigation because
at the time of the murder

they were having
breakfast with Sylvie Lerbier.

No, the only one missing was Emile.

And why did they wait 8
months to write the letter?

Let me see it.

60 gr... Extremely light.

There are some errors,
the margin is not aligned...

The typography reveals
the gender of the writer.

Traited characters are more...
round. More feminine.

Here they are straight, even stiff.

A man.
-The reincarnation of Candice.

I'll take her to the lab.
When in doubt...

Yes! Yes Yes. I have to point.

We have Hugo's
new address. Let's go.

And Leah?
-She Now she's an adult...

That puts an end to the reception
measures. Get out of child protection.

This is how most
end up on the streets.

It's going to be hard to find it.

I also left a message for the
last educator of Emile Brejet.

And tell me. -Yes.

And good? Any news on Emile?

No. Still nothing.

I called the judge, he did not
grant any permission to visit the jail.

Poor boy, on top of that he is alone.

I tell myself that we
focused on him because he

had a reason, but maybe
others hated Lerbier.

We investigate it.
We do not identify anyone.

Yes, because no one wanted to talk!
What if Lerbier abused a child?

There were no complaints.

No, but the children do not
denounce their executioner.

If they are also sheltered
and have suffered ill-treatment,

they think it's normal.

As if they were guilty
of their own misfortune.

I'm going to ask for
the list of all the children

fostered by the Lerbiers
before Emile and... we'll see...

What?

I like it when you think
and put a serious face.

I miss you.
When will we meet again?

When you stop making fun of me.

Are you okay?

Come on, rest.
I will call you later.

I miss you too.

What are we doing here?
-Wait a bit more.

We waste time.

She is alone, she
does not behave

suspiciously, she
does not hide Emile.

I'm going now

Hello Hugo.

Badou Squad Leader,
Lieutenant Atger.

Do you remember us? -Hello.

Your friend Emile has run away.
Do you know where he is?

Emily is not my friend.

You were together for almost 2
years with the Lerbiers. That unites.

Yes Yes. I even told
her that I liked Roxanne.

And that bastard messed with her.
So for me she burst.

Ok, and Lea?
Were you attached to Lea?

No. Lea only thinks of herself.

I haven't seen her since
we changed families.

And uh... did
Mr. Lerbier ever have...

inappropriate gestures
towards you, towards Léa?

If she touched us?

Nerd. No never.

Violence?
-Nope! No, he was nice.

He took care of us, he made
sure that we didn't lack for

anything, that we didn't
do silly things, but that's all.

He said his mission would
end when we turned 18.

No extension.

Voucher.

So you have come.

Pass, pass, pass. -Nerd.

Sorry. There are too many people
in your house, I kidnap you, come.

No, You can not.
-Put your shoes on.

They'll notice...
-Put on your shoes.

Put the pillow on the bed.

And turn off the light afterwards!
-Okay.

It's okay like that?
-Yes, well, the silhouette does not look good.

It is done. Let's go.

Can you help me?
-Yes Yes. Let's see, let's see, let's see...

Slowly. It is done.

That's it. -Okay, that's it.

Where are you taking me?
-You'll see... Let's go.

She closes the window. -Yes.

It's... it's beautiful.

Yeah, not as long
as I expected, but...

But at least it has
stopped raining.

I'll be careful.

It's nothing, it's nothing...

Has he already fallen asleep?

I can't hear her breathing...
-Well, she looks.

Didn't I sleep talk last night?
-Yes. And you even talked about your father.

I dont believe it.
-I promise you.

And your relatives and...

No...
- Well, yes. Because...

What's happening here? You
got me waiting for breakfast, guys.

Already. But we prefer to let you sleep.

Because last night, you
fell asleep before herbal tea.

So we thought you
needed to... recover.

Yes, that's true.
Also, I slept great.

You'll be in great shape then.
You can make your breakfast.

By the way, mom...

How do we do if an inspection

comes due to your sick leave?

Why do you ask me that?
I don't move from home.

It is true!
Why do you ask him that?

Oh sorry. -My new shirt!

I have...
- Be more careful!

If that...

She talked about her new sneakers...

Who would pay them?

It's already twice...

This is the second
time I've killed someone.

And this time it was a partner.

I no longer put bullets in the magazine.

He protects himself.

It's very serious.
Yesterday I let a fugitive run away...

I had it shot. I could
have shot the wheels.

I could have stopped it...
But I didn't do anything.

I just pretended...

I'm not sure I can go on.

If it's any consolation,
I've studied Monge's file.

And the crazy act of him seems...

an SBC, a Suicide By Cop.

It consists of
deliberately threatening a

police officer to provoke
an armed response.

A suicide?

He shot Candice!

Because she didn't have the courage...
to take her own life.

She did what was necessary
for someone else... to do it.

And she touched me...

Here you have. Length. Sugarfree.
-Thank you.

I have the list of young people
who lived with the Lerbiers and...

Most of them are already adults.

And if it happens to us like with Léa,
it will be difficult for us to find them.

I wish the scarecrow could talk.

Yeah, well, that...

I have a squatted house
where Lea could be. You come?

Yes of course.

Are you okay Mehdi?

Yeah, I'm fine, this is a little...

messy, but it's better now.

So. Ready to work.

Thanks.

Three months already...
Have you told the producer?

No... I haven't had time.
But in the end you will find out...

She goes to the car.

I have the keys.

I had to practice driving!

Did you touch his car?
You are a dead man!

Where are you going like this?

I was, I was in my room.
Right in front... of the window...

I saw the lagoon and...
I felt great.

I wanted to get
some fresh air so...

I went out, I went for a walk.
And... and... well, here I am.

Do you have to dress up to walk?

Well no... But I thought
about what you told me before.

And you're right, I can't go

out while I'm on sick leave.

And I thought that with this if someone could
recognize me, they would not recognize me.

And do you need the car...?

It is done.

I'm going there!

On going.

Sorry to scare you.
No, no, it's just that I didn't expect it.

Thanks. -All just for you?

Who are you?
-A friend who wishes you the best.

I have always wanted to say this phrase.

He must have taken me for a psychopath.
But not.

Commander Renoir
of the BSU of Sète!

Don't worry, I'm
here to help Emile.

Who?

Emily. He already knows, the
young man who wears new sneakers.

It seemed strange to me that he would
wear them, because he has no family.

I called the jail and
found out that he makes a

small income for him
every month so he can eat.

It's normal, he lived with me from 6
to 12 years old. I took a liking to him.

When I moved to Narbonne, the
ASE preferred to send him to another

house to maintain the link with
her biological mother in Sète.

It was a joke! What does
that do for him in jail? Any.

He never had a relationship with her.
Well bye.

But with you, yes...
And that's why he has taken refuge here.

Refugee? But what does he say?

I also lie sometimes. A little.

Don't make me call my mates.
They are looking for it.

Happens.

Look how good it is here.
It is his house.

Emily.

Emily, wake up!

I recognize her!

Did you call the police?
-No, she was the one who found you.

I'm here unofficially.

I can't stop you.
I'm on medical leave.

I have come to ask you to go to
the trial court and turn yourself in.

I'm not going back to jail!

They're going to convict you
anyway because you ran away!

But if you go to the judge...
-No, I'm not going!

Listen to him, Emily.

They will take into account the 8
months that you have already served

and you will not have to serve
more to escape if you turn yourself in.

You will be isolated. It's the
procedure when you've eloped.

There will be no inmates around you.

And as soon as they find the
killer and stop him, you'll be free!

Why do you believe it?

'Cause I know you
can't keep running

Listen. If you want, if you
both want, you can come back

here and live with Yasmine.
You are already 18 years old!

But surrender. Go see the judge.

Please.

Did you notice anything unusual, see or
hear anything unusual when you lived there?

I am not a sneak.

Why do you get like that?
Trust her.

She's taking a risk for you.
Tell him what you told me about Lea.

Read? She's the girl who
lived with you there, right?

It seems that all of a sudden, Mrs.
Lerbier bought him a new cell phone.

It's not that?

She told me that she had
bought it with her savings.

But I knew she was lying.

Because Mrs. Lerbier wasn't
one to give gifts, was she?

Well no. Of course not.

He always checked
that we did not cost

him more than what
the ASE gave him.

Maybe we used too
much toothpaste. Knows?

She stapled all the bills for the day.
And one day she threw one in the trash.

I took it out and it was from the mobile.

And why do you think she bought it for him?
-I dont know.

I just know that she was super
hard on Lea. She didn't want it.

But after the phone
thing, she had it all.

But why haven't
you told it before?

Because I didn't
think it was important.

Eat, handsome. Take strength.
Then we'll call your lawyer.

Come on!

She Is she sure she?
-Of course. Trust me.

She goes to see your lawyer and
she will take you to see the judge.

Hurry up because if the prosecutor
catches us together, we'll end up badly.

Have faith!

Marquez!
-Boss? What are you doing here?

Do you know that
she can't come to work

if you are on sick leave?
-But I'm not here...

Candice! -She is not here.

Nope.

Is that Léa the one who just passed by?
-Yes.

We found her at
her occupied house.

We thought it would
be with Emile Brejet.

He says it wasn't her who
sent the anonymous letter.

And we'll question
her again about Lerbier.

If I were you, she'd
check her bank statements.

Because I thought it was weird...

at that time... at that time, she
had a super expensive cell phone.

So how did she get it?

All right, boss, I'll look into it.

No, I'm not the boss, it's not me.
-OK yes.

Hello, Commander.

Commander...
-Well, let's go.

Oh Antoine! -Yes?

Emile Brejet's former educator
has called me. We have a clue.

A certain Yasmine Madid,
with whom he was very close...

Let's see if Emile
is at her house.

No. he has called me the investigating
judge. He has given himself up.

Voucher. And where was he?
-No, he told me.

Candice?

Surprise!

Surprise, yes... what...?
-You are right...

I am like a shadow in the night.
I go undercover.

Well, he is very accomplished.
Come on let's go. Come.

Let's see, going
undercover is not his style...

But come on, come on.

You have come back too soon.

You had the carpet changed.
-Yes.

Let me walk you to your car.
-No. I'm fine.

The best way to get rid of bad

memories is to create new ones.

I always forget.

Go ahead, take it.

Yes, prefect?
Yes, I hear you, yes.

Yes, yes, today, that is.

All right, I'll send
it to you right now.

Before Vincent Lerbier's
murder, you regularly

deposited money
into your bank account.

Where did it come from?

From an admirer.

You stopped admitting
him after his death, why?

Did you blackmail him?
-I do not know what is he talking about.

Do you know what I think?

Since he didn't give you any more
money, you stoned him to death.

Sure, this is crazy,
now I took it on myself?

I have been accused of
everything, but never of that.

So tell us where that
money came from.

And how did you buy a cell phone
for more than a thousand bucks?

Ask Sylvie. Sylvie?

Mrs. Lerbier?

I saw her with a man.

So I made that
bitch pay dearly for it,

since she was already
making out with us.

And my silence has a price.

Well don't look at me like that...

Where I come from, nothing is free
and nobody has given me anything.

Okay, who was the man?
-I dont know.

A white guy, his age.

If you want us to believe
you, be more specific.

I tell them I don't know, okay?
In any case, Sylvie was paying

me because she didn't want
her husband to find out about her.

If not, she would lose everything.
The house, the land, belonged to him.

Maybe she killed him.

She told us that at the
time of the murder he was

having breakfast with
you and you confirmed it.

Did you commit false testimony?

Nope!

She was in cahoots with her
lover and they blamed Emile.

I tell them she is a bitch.

Okay, okay,
Sherlock, leave it to us.

In the meantime, you
will be in pretrial detention.

But...

Blackmail is 5 years
in prison, you know?

But what are they about? Shall I
help them and they put me in jail?

But damn, what the fuck.
I want a lawyer!

Really?
Lerbier did not report the blackmail.

Yes, I know, but he committed a crime.
You have to check it.

She's homeless, if it
has anything to do with

the murder, we'll have
a hard time finding her.

Yes, okay, yes. Yes.

Commander? How long.
I'm glad to see her. How is she?

It's not me. -Hey?

I am another. It's not me.

Well, it's me, but
we'll say "she" like

she's someone else
because she's not me.

Okay. I would like to ask
if it is possible for you to be

given permission to go to the
police station during sick leave.

Shall I remind you of
the principle of sick leave?

I know, only that "my
team", or rather "her team"

of her, is in an investigation
that concerns her.

And she is sure that
she can help them.

Well, "she" asks the
doctor who treats her.

It is he who handles her permissions.

Yes. But I could say that I
need to gradually reappropriate...

of the trauma scene.
Because if not, when she comes back,

it could be a cataclysm.
It would be very violent.

And does she want to spend
more time in the sheriff's office?

Yes. In therapy.

But a therapy for
her or for the other?

For the other.

Because she, no, it's not me.
I have not come.

Nice try...

Nice try for both. Really.

What do you see?

For me, with a lemon rind.

And why don't you
get some crackers?

Yes...

I dont believe it! -Yes.

At last! -Yes.

Are you going like this to make
your engagement ring stand out?

It is not an engagement ring.

Ah, well, yes...
Did Antoine give it to you?

Yes.-He is going to
ask you to marry me.

Woman, don't! -Yes Yes.

No.

Anyway, it won't be long. -No!

Yes! -No!

Yes! -No!

How are you doing with the
anonymous letter from the coroner?

I have several DNA, and there is one
in common with the murder weapon.

But the person is not on the list.

In other words, the murderer
is also the author of the letter.

And when I analyzed the brick,

I found fluorescein particles...

Flures... Of what?

It is a powder used by

plumbers to locate water leaks.

The plumbers?

The plumbers...

Well, who was that
man Lea caught her with?

A man who made me vibrate.

That he made me want to go back to
putting on makeup, putting on dresses...

That bitch took the opportunity
to get money from me.

Those kids took everything from me!
My husband, my job, everything.

Who was she?
-It doesn't matter now.

She left me when she found
out the girl was blackmailing me.

He is also married.

Where was he the
day her husband died?

In Corsica, with his family.

We'll check it out.

Can you give us his name?
-Oh no! Nerd.

His wife will find out.

Everybody will gossip about him in the
neighborhood, he'll blow up in my face.

It's not his reputation
that's at stake!

We're talking about murder...
and his complicity!

I won't tell you his name.

Over there. Do you see?

I see my grandmother
when she was angry.

No, not that! This...

I see a nose!

What am I saying nose, it's not a
nose, it's a cape, it's a peninsula.

No, I see a faucet. -Yes...

And its copper hitch, like
the ones plumbers use.

So you know who the killer is?

Well, he's going to have
to help us, because...

What's up Val?

Hello, Mrs. Lerbier.

Can you tell us who
made the scarecrow

that was in her
husband's garden?

Well... Yves! Yves Treguier.

Yves...

Did you take him into his house?
-Yes. She left at 18.

Did she work for a plumber?
-You are right. He was an apprentice.

What? Do you think it was him?

I do not understand why. She
got along very well with Vincent.

She loved helping him in the garden.
She came back to see us a couple of times.

Well... according to
what Hugo told us, her

husband wasn't one
to play extra time. Or if?

How has she done it?

I told you that the solution
was in the scarecrow!

Tell me how he has done it!

I feel like I'm flying

that my heart goes flying,

I don't know what to call it anymore.
I dance in the milky way.

keep me with you,

Because I don't want
to regret anything.

Join me, it's not
over, I want to bite life.

Yes? -Candice, I'm with Mehdi.

You have spoken with the
plumber who trained Yves Treguier.

She went to see him recently.
Because he was looking for work.

But since he had left
the training without

warning, the plumber
gave his job to another boy.

And since then, he
hasn't heard anything.

He is not in the squatted house either.
-And Léa, is she still detained?

Yes. She met Yves
Tréguier at the Lerbier's.

But she no longer has contact with him.

We have to make him come.

And Emily? When does he appear?

Tomorrow morning?
-Yes. At the end of the morning.

Okay, do you know what we're going to do?

Thanks.

We managed to get the
prosecutor to let you out.

Oh how cool!
-Wait wait. It's not free.

Yves Tréguier may be having a hard
time. Maybe he lives on the street.

So we're going to ask
you to spread the word.

So that he knows that his
complaint letter was not enough

to exonerate Emile. -Why?

For the judge,
Emile has a reason.

And Yves Tréguier did not mention his.

And do you think he's going to turn himself in?
-He's already halfway there.

I listened. Tomorrow Emile
appears before the judge at 11.

If Yves doesn't come, Emile
will go back to jail for murder.

Ok, can I go?
Yes, but he waits.

First you'll give
me an address to

serve the subpoena
for his blackmail case.

Paris street 10.

Ok, now the real thing.

Where do you get mail?

At an aunt's house, a cousin?
A workplace?

Do you think I have a job?

The beach bars will soon open
for the summer. They are hiring.

I know the head of the Bamboo club.

Here... This is my card.
Call him for me.

Why is he so nice?

You remind me of someone.
And I don't want to see you on the street.

Let's go.

At last!
You've been out all day.

But nothing happens!
I'm very well.

Thanks to me, by the way...

I know how to take care
of myself. I even managed

to draw strength that
I didn't suspect I had.

And we?

Yes.

Also, yes, it is true, you
have taken care of me.

And he has moved me a lot...

But son, that's no reason
to sacrifice your studies.

I see you a lot on the couch.
Not so much studying.

Yeah I know...

If that? -Tell her!

Tell me what?

She has dropped out of school.

sneak! You can't stand it!
And her heart?

Mom, it doesn't matter,
I'll find something else.

Have you dropped out of school?
But since when?

The confinement.
Studying remotely is difficult.

So 1: you hid it from me!

And 2: I pay you for some
studies that you no longer do!

I'm not 10 years old anymore.
-Well, you look like you're 10 years old!

And 3...

What are you going to do now?

Let's see the positive...

Now that I'm here, I'll be able to
take care of you and you'll save money.

Give me a hug.

How long has it been
since you gave me a hug?

Oh!

What would you do if you had
to leave everything, right now?

I don't know, millions
of ideas come to mind.

Millions! -You are right.

By the time you pick
one, we'll be dead.

Seriously, tell me.

Well, you'd have to
drop everything, actually.

You should quit the police,
you should leave Sète...

Yes I listen you...

Look. There...

See all those boats?

Yes.

Well, pick one.
We get on... And off we go.

You know, I've thought about your father.

And in my opinion, you should
not get angry, on the contrary.

You should be delighted.
Now the roles have been reversed.

He is the one who is coming.

And if he wants to see his
grandson, he has to accept Marion.

You come out winning.

He is not frowned upon.

It only remains to hope that
Léa's message has had an effect.

Yes.

Hello.

Boss!

Is he!

He hasn't come all
this way to back down.

Nope?

I didn't know they had arrested you.
That's why I wrote the letter.

Why did he kill him? Explain yourself.

Because he caught me in
the garden shed, that's why.

Y?

I'm not bothering anyone!
I do not know where to go!

You can't stay here.
You're an adult, you can't stay.

Please... I'll take care of the
garden and work in return...

That's not the point. Can you
imagine if all children were like you?

I can't take care of everyone.

Why did you make me
believe that you cared more

than the others if it
was to send me to hell?

I didn't make you believe anything!
It's you who believed it!

We got along fine, nothing more.
Now go away!

And you better not
come back! Go see the

social worker, you're
not my problem anymore!

Fagot! Hate you!

I waited until
nightfall to go out...

and I left.
I hitchhiked to Larzac.

But I didn't know
anyone, so I went back

2 weeks ago and
found out about Emile.

Sorry dude.
I swear I didn't want to kill him.

Let's go.

Me too...

What I do? I can go?

Let's go see the judge.
Then you will be free.

It's done, are you done?

Ah hello. Yes almost.

We go? -Yes.

This is, this too.

Excuse me, darling...

And that's it, I'm done.

You forget your suitcase.

Nope! I've got something
to change into tomorrow.

But I've left you
an entire closet.

Do you only bring three panties?
Won't you move into my house?

But what are you saying?
I am at your house every day.

But you still keep your flat.

Because I have too many things
and they wouldn't fit in your house.

Come on! Come on, curmudgeon!

You realize? It's very obvious.
It's hard to miss.

But you see, and I
think it's a shame,

because in French
films it's always like that.

Nope! I do not agree!
I do not agree.

There is everything, there is everything.

Shut up, please.

What? Don't listen to us,
put on your headphones!

Go to your room!

We cannot be silent
while watching TV.

I'm going to take out the trash!

It's nice.

Behind the electrical
wires, it's beautiful.

Yeah, well...
If you ignore them, it's beautiful.

Yes, precious.
It's a pretty sight.

And congratulations on the car.
Yes!

At least! -Yes...

I knew that you would like.

you know me well

Are you okay? -Yes.

I'm fine.

Even phenomenal.

I also.

Goodnight. Policeman.

Commissioner Dumas?
Commander Renoir? They are fine?

We are ok.

Any problem? right.