All language subtitles for the madame blanc mysteries s02e04 1080p web h264-whosnext_track3_[eng]

[production theme]

[soft music]

[tap water running]

[knocking on window]

[bangs]

[soft music fades]

[glass clanks]

[sighs]

Sorry, ladies, but

you know what my son is like.

[inhales deeply]

Well, now no more.

I have changed my will.

[Robert]Don't worry,
Lela, I have

made sure you will
be well looked after.

Oh, is that why I'm here?
To witness the will?

Yes.

You have been an
excellent neighbour, Flora,

and, uh, I will miss
your beautiful face.

[laughs]

Where shall I sign?

Uh, where the pages are marked.

[pen nibbing]

When do you go?

Soon.

I'm going to
a penthouse in Paris.

It is a long been
a dream of mine.

Uh, I can give you the address,
if you're ever in town.

Oh, Lela! Make a note
of our address for Flora.

Lela's going with you?

Yes, madam.

Is it okay if I leave now?

[footsteps departing]

I will post this to
my... solicitor in the morning.

[slow music]

[car rumbling]

[hand brakes creaking]

The owner was keen
for a very quick sale.

Extra keen when I told him
he had a cash buyer.

Even let us decorate
the place before he's vacated.

Well, that's jolly nice of him.

And remember, darling...

We've got a very
important client

renting the place for
the whole summer.

They arrive in two weeks,
so time is of the essence.

Darling, you didn't tell me
it was gonna be this big.

People with your
stupendous skills

will have it fixed up
in no time.

I'm going to need help.

Well, then, we'll get some.

Well, I suppose you're right.

Do you remember the time

I chose the same wallpaper

as John Collins for
the downstairs loo.

[gunshot fired]

That, that sound like...

Like a gun shot.

Uh, please, uh, darling, um...

Wait for me.

[Jeremy]It might be dangerous.

[footsteps]

[gasps]

[screaming]

[intro theme music]

♪ Do you remember ♪

♪ The first time that my eyes ♪

♪ Set on you ♪

♪ Your smile came from nowhere ♪

♪ For sometime never
or sometime soon ♪

♪ The road is a long one ♪

♪ I was only passing through ♪

♪ I was only ♪

♪ Passing through ♪♪

[birds chirping]

[soft music]

[car door slams]

Bonjour.

[Dom]Don't say it.

I'm noy sayin' anythin'.

God forbid I insult
the immortal Madeline.

She's just not
very good on hills, that's all.

Not very good on hills?

We going that slow at one point,

I thought we were
goin' backwards.

"Thanks for the lift, Dom."
"You're welcome, Jean."

I'm sorry.

We really are in the middle
of nowhere, aren't we?

No ones going to hear
your screams out here are they?

Apparently, they didn't.

Right. How do you get in?

Over here.

[music continues]

Ah, Jean, thank you for
getting here so quickly.

There has been a--

[Judith]Oh, darling,
I said to Jeremy.

I've watched too many episodes

of The Housewives of New Jersey

not to know a gunshot
when I hear one.

What are you two doin' here?

[Jeremy]Ah, we bought the
place. As a small investment.

Oh, how awful.

[Judith]Oh, I don't think
it will look too bad

once I've worked my magic.

Victim Monsieur Robert Coste,
shot in the back.

The body has been
taken away for autopsy.

- Was it a robbery?
- We don't know for sure.

Uh, can I have a word, Jean?

Y-yeah, of course. Yeah.

[Judith] Do you like
the house, Dom?

Yeah.

I will say it again.

Thank you for
your statements, but now

you must leave immediately.
This is a crime scene.

Uh, well, maybe we should
come back later, darling.

When the police have finished.

A couple of hours won't matter.

Days. Not hours.

Alright.

[inhales deeply]

I understand.

[exhales deeply]

You are doing a very good job.

Those yoga classes are
really paying off, darling.

Namaste.

Namaste, indeed.

[sighs]

The reason I called you, Jean...

The victim...

Was clutching this.

Peacock pendant.

1930's. Mass produced.

Oh, it looked like it
could be of interest.

Not really. You can pick
'em up for 20 euros.

Oh. Uh, and the key?

Maybe... to a drawer
in a bureau.

Okay, well, uh, thank you.

We are going to set up
an incident room here.

You know, seeing as were
in the middle of nowhere.

Very wise.

I'm about to interview
the housekeeper.

Uh, Miss Lela Grech. You are
very welcome to join me.

Of course. And when we
finished...

Do you mind if I have
a look around

and see if I can
find a lock to this key?

I was hoping you would.

[Jean]There you go,
Ms. Grech.

Thank you.

Please, call me Lela.

23 years is a
lifetime. It is quite shock.

I understand.

It is true.

Sometimes he could be grumpy.
But we got along very well.

Your official job title?

Housekeeper.

Although I was
obviously more than that.

It was also part of my job

to make sure that
the food was healthy

and that he took his
medication regularly.

If it was up to him,
he would end up eating only

quiche Lorraine and potatoes.

[Jean giggles]

Does anyone else live here?

Sometimes.

Pardon?

Eric, his son.

And how old is Eric?

Oh, he is in his 40s.

And still at home?

Yes.

Was he here last night?

He wasn't when I left.

I wouldn't know if he
came back here.

I can't see the house
from my cottage.

And where is your cottage?

At the bottom of the garden.

But Eric mainly lives here?

A lot of the time.

He has quiet the...

Joie De Vivre.

He and his father
were always arguing.

- What about?
- Money.

Eric never has any.

Oh. But I'm sure he
wouldn't go with this far.

Did anyone else visit
Monsieur Coste last night?

Yes, Flora. She lives nearby.

We both witnessed his new will.

Where is this new will?

I-I don't know.

Where were you
this morning at 9:30?

I was at my cottage cleaning.

And you didn't hear the gunshot?

I always have my earphones
in when I'm cleaning.

I didn't know anything was wrong
until I saw the police car.

Very good.

Uh, Miss Grech, uh, I would
like you to stay home

until our inquiries
are complete.

- Okay.
- Thank you.

[soft music]

Right.

I've got a housekeeper
that didn't see anything,

an inherent son still
living at home in his 40s

and a mysterious will
we can't find.

I'm sure this key must be
the answer to everything.

Never get
the eyes right, do they?

What?

Taxidermist.

Everything's fine
till they get to the eyes.

Mind you, if I was
being stuffed,

that's how my eyes
would react I think.

[laughs]
Oh.

[rattling]

[Jean]Oh.

A secretary desk, now that
looks interesting.

[sighs]

And the key could be for that.

Yeah... It could be.

I bet it's got
a secret compartment.

See, you've got to think
about the Roentgens.

- Who?
- The Roentgen.

What?

Father and son cabinet makers
of the 17th century.

I thought you
were swearing at me.

Abraham and David Roentgen.

Absolute trailblazers.

Mavericks in
mechanical ingenuity.

In fact, David went on to be
the cabinet maker

of Marie Antoinette.

Oh, hey, did you know
that the champagne saucer

was actually modelled
on Mary Antoinette left--

- Urban legend.
- Really?

Yeah, well, champagne glasses
have been around since 1663.

Marie Antoinette wasn't
born till 1755, so you know.

Oh, well.

- Sorry.
- Hmm.

Right. Hmm.

[clattering]

[sighs]
Oh.

I'm sure this was
the key to that drawer.

More drawers in there.

Uh, well.

Pre 19th century
before there were banks,

secret compartments
in desks were

where people had
all the documents.

- Oh, really?
- Mmm.

Springs were another trick.

If you pressed in the
right place

then you could release
a secret drawer.

[gasps]
Oh. Hang on.

[drawer opens]
Whoa.

- That's brilliant.
- Yeah.

Is that a will in there?

Uh, no.

Hey, that's still
brilliant though, isn't it?

That's worth a few bub.

No, it's reproduction.

Too much parquetry,
not enough marquetry and, uh...

Yeah. No dovetail joints.

Yeah, yeah, that's, that's what
I was thinking. Yeah.

[chuckles]

Hey. Can I have a go at that?

Yeah.

[Jean laughs]

[mellow music]

Course.

[both giggle]

[phone ringing]

Oh. Sorry, phone.

[Dom laughs]

Umm. Uh.

Um, I gotta take this outside.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

[soft music]

Jeremy, are you okay?

[Judith]This is
absolutely disgraceful.

It is our house.

Dominic, you're on speakerphone.

Uh, Judith would like to--

Dominic, can you hear me?

Loud and clear, Judith. Yes.

I'll deal with this, Judith.

Uh, can you hear me, Dominic?

Yes, Jeremy.

[birds chirping in distance]

[Jeremy]Good. Now, listen.

Judith has come up with a plan

which I think might just work.

[suspenseful music]

You want me to do what?

Oh, come on, old chap.

Whatever you normally get,
I'll triple it.

I can't say fairer than that.

Look, I'm might be a bit skint
at the moment but...

Alright, quadruple it?

Go on, then. Hmm, I'll come over
and see you later.

[clicks]

[instrumental music]

[chain clinks]

I think I found where
this key belongs.

Really?

This is a
Burmese sewing box circa 1880.

I think that's the connection.

Uh, the peacock.

It's the national symbol of
Myanmar used to be Burma?

- Have I missed anythin'?
- No, no, watch this. Watch this.

[lock and key clattering]

This is a big house, Jean.

I think we might need
to look a little more.

Yeah.

[footsteps departing]

Hey. It's here somewhere.

- Hmm.
- Yeah.

[Stranger to Your Love
by Hague & White playing]

♪ Sweetheart you really got me♪

♪ Spinin' around in
a world called silence ♪

♪ Sweetheart you really got me ♪

♪ Holdin' on to
what went wrong my love ♪♪

That song just
gets better and better.

Its a whole lot better
if you pair it with headphones.

You're right, it does.

Hi, I'm Cooper.

- Great name.
- Well, back atcha.

Yeah, your glorious Gloria.

I am.

Uh, Nial down at
the korone said you

might be able to
take a look at my car.

What's the problem?

Well, I think it might
be the starter.

I'm gonna need
a professional opinion.

Timings great.

I'm free this afternoon.
I'll take a look.

Are you sure?

Won't Mr. Glorious Gloria mind?

Who?

[laughs]

That is my
completely inarticulate

way of asking If you are single.

[chuckles]

I might be.

Well, I'll let you decide.

And I look forward to seeing
you again in a few hours...

Glorious Gloria.

Right.

Hey.

Really great album.

[soft romantic music]

[door slams open]
Papa!

Eric, I presume that you really
need to calm down because--

[Lela]Please, please,
don't hurt him.

Don't hurt him. Eric...

Please. Please, let him go,
I am here now.

Eric.

[Eric panting]

[instrumental music]

- Alright?
- Yeah.

Come here.

[Jean breathing heavily]

[soft music]

The serendipity fair?

Yes.

[inhales]

[phone beeps]

Oh. Um, I've got to go.

Have you got a bookin'?

- Yeah.
- Here they go.

Actually, um, I'll pop up with
you. I-I've got to make a call.

[soft music]

Sorry, I've got to go, Jean.

Like I said, work is
really slow at the moment.

No, it's great. It's fine.

I was saying to Glo
the other day,

if the taxi business
doesn't pick up soon,

I'm gonna have to
spell my trip to Mars.

[chuckles]
Heaven forbid.

- Mm-mm. See ya.
- See ya!

[Jean gasps]
Oh, um, so

how you gettin' on with him?

Gendarme Richard
is keeping watch.

Eric is a very troubled man.

Yeah, I worked that one out.

Right, the only person
we've got left

to interview
is the neighbour.

"Flora Marshall."

- Would you like to come?
- Oh, yeah.

I got a few thoughts.

- Let's walk and talk.
- Hmm.

[Jean]A friend
of mine runs the

Serendipity Fair at Toulouse.

It's ticket only so
it should be pretty easy

to find out whether
his alibi stands up.

Good, now, it's clear there
is something not right

between Eric and his father.

Well, that's
one way of putting it.

Eric's got the strongest motive.

I'm assuming he will inherit
all his father's fortune.

Yes.

I spoke to his solicitor
this morning

and Eric will inherit
everything.

But what's in that new Will?

We have to find it.

Oh, here we are.

What does that mean?

[Caron laughs]

It is not
really translatable.

It means, "The happiness

of meeting again
after a long time."

Sort of.

Oh. That's lovely, that.

- Mm-mm.
- Oh.

Right.

[Dom]Let me get this straight

you want me to measure up
the entire place

where someone's just
been murdered

so you can decorate quicker?

In two weeks time I've got
Madam Reme Benson arriving.

She's heavily invested
in one of my projects,

and we've rented our new home

to her for the whole summer.

Who's Reme Benson?

Someone I don't wanna mess with.

I promised her the house.

And a daughter's holding a
wedding party and all the family

are arriving
from all over France.

It's such bad timing.

Yeah, it's not
great timing for the fella

that got shot
though either, is it?

Can you not just put her off?

Dominic, you do not
put off Reme Benson.

It's a bit intrusive, isn't it?

Dominic, we own the house.

Yes. You own the house
where a man was shot last night.

Hang on. Someone was shot

and you're renting the place out
to some well dodgy woman.

I don't
like the sound of this.

I'll give you 2000 euros.

You can't buy-- How much?

That's how much
we need you, Dominic.

Our man on the inside.

Oh, just one thing.

Don't mention this to Jean.

You honestly think I
was gonna mention

the fact I'm using
our friendship

to measure up a crime scene
for wallpaper?

- 2000 euros.
- That's what I said.

I am not happy, but I am
skint so, yes, I'll do it.

Oh, Dominic, thank you.

Good show old chap!

[instrumental music]

- Tea.
- Oh, thanks.

Thank you.

When did you last see
Robert Coste?

Oh. Last night around 9:30.

He'd asked
me to come and witness

the signing
of his new will.

And do you know
what was in his new will?

I've no idea.

He'd had a bit of
a row with Eric.

I signed it and left, I couldn't
get out of there fast enough.

How was he when you left?

Drunk.

As always.

Oh. Who's that?

Oh, that's my grandfather.
French on my mother's side.

He actually fought
in both World Wars.

I'm so very proud of him.

You must be.

And how awful fighting in one
horrific war and then

a few years later,
fighting in another one.

[melody music]

[door creaking]

- Heya.
- Heya!

Oh, coming along
the accent, isn't it?

Thanks, love.

[both laughing]

- Hmm.
- Right.

Do you mind if
I wait for Jean in here?

Of course.
You can keep me company.

Right.

[melody music resumes]

[phone ringing]

Hello.

- Hmm.
- [camera clicks]

[speaks foreign language]

[camera clicks]

Umm.

[soft music]

That's pretty.

Oh, thank you.

Hmm.

[clattering]

Whoa, whoa, whoa, mate.

No need to talk
to her like that.

Is everything alright?

[footsteps approaching]

Caron, I've had a call.
Got a minute?

[footsteps departing]

[door creaks]

My friend that runs the
serendipity fair in Toulouse...

There was no ticket booked
under the name of Eric Coste.

Maybe he used a different name?

Why?

[door creaking]

[thudding]

[instrumental music]

[grunting]

Ah!

[sighs]

I-I'll stay here.

- Find that will.
- Of course.

[footsteps departing]

[birds chirping]

[sighs]

[knocking on door]

[indistinct chatter
in police station]

[Caron sighs]

[door squeaks]

[door slams]

[instrumental music]

[sighs]

I'm runnin' out of options here.

[sighs]

[instrumental music]

[scoffs]

Of course.

Dom.

- Dom!
- Oh, hey!

- What are you doing?
- Tripped over.

- Are you alright?
- Yeah, I'm fine.

Just my plantar fasciitis
playing up, you know.

Oh, its that painful that.
Are you sure you're alright?

Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.
What's all the shouting about?

I think I found out
what the key is for.

Really?

A chained book.

Oh... like in Harry Potter.

[Jean]Well, yes

they go back to medieval times.

Oh.

The first time
I saw one of these

was in the Bodleian Library
in Oxford.

Ah.

How did you work that out?

Uh, it was the peacock pendant.

What does a peacock
got to do with the Bible?

In the ancient world,

Christians thought the peacock
was a symbol of heaven.

So Christianity, uh, plus
a peacock equals...

The best selling book ever!

Harry Potter.

- The Bible.
- The Bible's. Bible, yeah, yeah.

Yeah, well, should
we see what's inside?

Yeah!

[clattering]

Yes!

[Jean gasps]

Oh, it's gotta
be in French, isn't it?

Oh, give it here then.

Might not speak it that
well but I can read it smashin'.

- Can ya?
- Oh, ya, ya.

I do all the paperwork
for the businesses

in French all the time
over there.

Right.

Headlines. Uh...

Eric gets nothin'!

What?!

[suspenseful music]

Have you released Eric yet?
I found the Will.

Yes, uh, we had to.
We had no evidence.

Well, you have now.

Eric gets nothin'!

I'll be straight over.

So his father left Eric
with nothing.

I bet that's what
they were arguing about.

It's got to be Eric,
he's got no alibi.

The ballistic report
says the bullet was fired

from a gun made in 1892.

Maybe an antique
he stole off his father?

Hmm, I don't know.
But I know one thing...

He will be coming back
for this Will.

He will want this destroyed.

Let's clear the house

of police and set up a trap.

I guarantee he will
be back tonight.

Can I come?

Never been on stakeout.

[instrumental music]

[water splattering]

A mechanic with clean hands?

[giggling]

I often wonder whether I
shouldn't bother?

More authentic.

How do you mean?

They say you should
never trust a skinny chef.

I wonder if it's the same
for a mechanic with clean hands.

[both laughing]

Uh, did you find out
what the problem was?

- The battery needed charging.
- Really?

Don't worry, love.
We've all done it.

Should be fine now.

You have a wide range of
musical taste, Glorious Gloria.

I like to think of myself
as delightfully diverse.

Chet Baker, to Barry Manilow.

That's certainly diverse.

[Gloria laughs]

So...

You new in these parts?

Why do I suddenly feel
like I'm in a Western?

[laughs]
It's your accent.

Oh, well.

I set up a
new business in San footwall.

Divorced after 25 years
and needed a fresh start.

Pastures new.

Well, you've got very
good taste in pastures.

Did I just make yourself
sound like a dairy cow?

[laughing]

Could I take you out for dinner?

I'd love to.

- But can I ask you a question?
- Sure.

Are you asking me out to
dinner because you fancy me

and not just because I
have great taste in music?

How do you mean?

The last bloke who seemed
to be flirting

sent me a love song
that I thought

was a statement of intent.

Turns out he just
wanted me to listen

to the chord progression
in verse three.

Umm.

I am asking you out
to dinner because

you have great taste in music.

Right.

And because I think
you are gorgeous.

[romantic jazz music]

Oh.

Pick you up tomorrow at 7:00?

Lovely.

Oh.

[bunker clicks]

My new business.

[Connor] Don't worry.
Your credit is good.

[clamps]

See you tomorrow.

[romantic jazz music continues]

[camera clicks]

[message tune]

Oh, God.

[Dom sighs]

[camera clicks]

[chuckling]

[suspicious music]

[footsteps approaching]

- You alright?
- Where've you been?

Oh, I must have had
a bad oyster for lunch I think.

Oysters for lunch get you?

[door opening]

[door squeaks]

[door closes]

[glass shattering]

[switch clicks]

[soft music]

Of course.

[Caron]What exactly were you
doing in your neighbour's house?

Staying silent
doesn't help anyone.

Especially not you,
Miss Marshall.

[Jean]Can I say something?

Go on.

I can't believe
I didn't notice it before.

You and Eric are
in a relationship, aren't you?

[snikers]
Don't be ridiculous.

Oh, come on, Flora.
Don't be coy.

I remember thinking,
"What beautiful bracelet.."

[Jean]When we
interviewed you and I wondered

where have I seen that before?

And you kindly
answered my question.

When you smashed
Eric's mom's photograph.

Emeralds and diamonds,
very beautiful.

He must really love you.

[smirks]

He had his mother's necklace
made into a bracelet for me.

Robert was a cruel, cruel man.

[scoffs]
He had no idea about us.

Arrogant fool thought
had a chance with me.

[chuckles]

I had to do something about
the new Will for Eric.

I saw my chance...

And I took it.

Eric's mother died
in childbirth.

And Robert has been
blaming Eric his entire life.

Not once giving
him the chance

to be the man he is so
capable of being.

All the belittling
and patronizing.

It's really hard
to see that man...

That you love...

Being treated like a child.

[Caron]So where did you
get the gun from?

It was you that shot him?
Wasn't it?

Was it your grandfather's?

[Jean]The modell 1892.

[slow music]

Was used by the French army
for both World Wars.

Miss Marshall...

So on that night

You did see
where he put the Will.

[Flora]I did.

He thought I'd already left.

Drunken idiot.

I came back
the next morning.

[Jean]So why don't
you just take the key

and get the new Will
when you shot him?

[shot fired]

[Flora]I did try
and get the key.

But his grip...

It was so tight. Like stone.

I just couldn't loosen his hand.

[slow music continues]

[footsteps]

[screaming]

[door creaks]

Uh. Excuse me.

[hangs up phone]

- What's goin' on?
- One moment, Jean.

[slow music continues]

[sighs]

[text beep]

Et Voila!

The reason Flora
could not release his grip

is because rigor mortis
had already begun.

But she shot him.

Yes, she did shoot him
but he was already dead.

The toxicology reports
say there was an

unusually high amount
of "ramipril" in his blood.

What's that?

Uh, Ramipril is, uh,
blood pressure medication.

So he killed himself?

I don't think
someone as arrogant

as Robert Coste
would kill himself.

So he was killed twice.

I am so glad you
have caught his killer.

He didn't deserve
to die like that.

Shocking, really.

I went to prepare his dinner
yesterday evening. Such a habit.

I'm sure.

[inhales]

What can I do for you?

We just need to tie up
some loose ends.

Of course.

You told us that
you administered

all of Robert Coste's
medication.

Oh, yes.

No one has ever had it.
Not even Robert.

So you were the only one who
ever gave him his medicine?

Yes!

I even bought him one of those
boxes that measure out the days.

But he said the
letters were too small.

So I bought him reading glasses.

But he was
too vain to wear them!

The early autopsy reports

show four times the amount
of blood pressure medication.

That is what killed him.

Not the gunshot.

But you know that
already, don't you, Lela?

Lela... it's over.

Why did you do it?

Because he was constantly
playing his mind games with me.

One week, it was fabulous,
the next week he was vile.

If I ironed the shirt
the wrong way or if

the food didn't taste
the way he wanted it to...

He would use it
as a reason to bully me.

But why now?

After all these years?

Paris!

He wanted me
to move with him to Paris.

Can you imagine that?

Being cooped up in a
penthouse, in the middle

of a city I didn't know
with that monster?

I couldn't bear it.

The clock was ticking.

[suspenseful music]

[Lela]I decided
to stop the nonsense.

Peacefully end his life

and secure my future
thanks to his new will.

He would have
passed within hours.

He was an ill man

and the huge drinker.

Nobody would have called for an

autopsy if he hadn't been shot.

[soft music]

[lipstick clicking]

[music continues]

I sort of feel sorry for Lela.

I mean, that Robert sounded
like a right nightmare.

Dom, she killed a man
in cold blood, come on.

Yeah, I know that.

The sheer bullying she had
to put up with over the years.

Watching him treat
Eric like that

when she couldn't do
anything about it.

Awful!

There's always another
way out, isn't it?

She didn't think so.

Well, I'm sure
the courts will take

her circumstances
under consideration.

Hey, you know what's bugging me?

Where was Eric on
the morning of the murder?

Oh, that's a joke of it,

he was flogging
the family silver,

outside the serendipity fair.

Well, why didn't
he just say that?

Save us all this trouble?

He wasn't thinking straight.

He probably thought
the flogging stolen goods

will get him
into more trouble.

God knows where his head was at.

I don't understand why
people can't just be honest.

[instrumental music]

I must admit, I
didn't think we'd manage

it all in one day, darling.

Just the soft furnishings
and we're done.

It was all down to your
exquisite planning,

my darling, and
oh, and of course,

our man on the inside,
so to speak.

I rather enjoyed
doing some work.

Do you know I painted
a whole skirting board today.

The man only had to fill
in a tiny little bit I'd missed.

Watching you brush away

caught me quite hot under
the collar, I must say.

[laughingly]
Did it now?

Well, I could always
keep the overalls on later.

Oh, be still my beating heart.

Mwah!

- Mm, cheers!
- Cheers.

[laughing]

Oh, are we
celebrating something?

Oh, indeed we are!

And if you've got
any spare medals

they should go to Sir Dom of--

Jeremy, we've said we wouldn't.

Oh, come on, Dominic.

Credit where credit's due.

One day, and we've made
the house look fantastic!

Jeremy, please.

And we couldn't have done it
without his inside information.

Well, you see, Jean, while you
were dealing

with that nasty murder

Dominic took all
the measurements.

He did all the prep. So my team
just waltzed in and Viola!

Oh, I'm doing French again.

Did he?

[dramatic music]

Thanks.

Jean! Jean!

Look, I'm sorry but
they paid me a fortune.

I didn't think I was doing any
harm, what is the problem?

Dom, you took unauthorized
photos of a crime scene

potentially contaminating
evidence.

If this get's out,
I'm in big trouble!

I-I wasn't thinking
about that,

I was just thinking
about the money.

I'd have given you the money
if you needed it.

Me! You only had to ask!

[soft music]

[indistinct chatter
in distance]

[sighs]

[soft music continues]