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DANGER IN THE MOUNTAINS

Hello? How can I help?

What?

Coming back tonight?

I've come back every night for the past three weeks.

- Ok, yeah. Already? - Yep.

You're ready to tell your father you're leaving him?

- Daddy? - Clara.

We've got a body on the Adret ski lift.

- Meet you there. - Ah, OK.

I'm on my way.

Sorry. I have to go. It's urgent.

OK. So this is what it's like to live with a detective?

Yeah, correct.

It's Alexandre Diotat.

He got out of prison five months ago.

There are fibre residues in the wound.

He was dressed when he was shot, at point blank range.

It looks staged.

Is this a message?

The wolves. Livestock breeders will do anything to protect the herd.

How does Alexandre fit in?

He belonged to La Meute, a group that protects wolves.

The breeders detest them.

Open his mouth,

so I can check something.

- Damn. - Teeth missing.

The canines.

Just like they do to wolves.

We'll let you finish.

Let's go up.

- Coming, Clara? - Yep. See you later.

- I used to accompany him. - You're not the prodigal daughter.

Adret Ski Lift

Wow, it's so windy!

Apparently, he was shot here.

No trace of his clothes.

Coming here in this weather, unless you're meeting someone...

He came by snowmobile.

And forget about

finding a witness.

- I'll call forensics. - Yes.

We must inform his family, too.

His family was Sophie and Sam,

at La Meute. You'll see what I mean.

Alexandre's dead?

It can't be...

Take a seat, Sophie.

Why not question the breeders?

What for?

They had words with Alex.

When a herd was attacked last week,

we knew they'd retaliate.

- Well, but they wouldn't... - Say it: they killed him.

Its paw got caught in a trap.

Right. Let's see.

Sam, watch out!

I'll take a look.

Sophie is an ex-girlfriend of Alexandre Diotat's?

Yes. Absolutely.

Follow me.

Let the Wolves Live in the Valley

Stop Hunting Wolves

Here we are.

When he got out of prison, we let him have this room.

That's nice of you.

Excuse me, but...

you didn't mind accommodating your wife's ex?

My wife's ex, yes,

but he loves wolves like us.

He was a friend.

Don't worry, we stuck to our own beds.

No cell phone.

You remember what he wore yesterday?

No.

He had a grey T-shirt

and brown trousers.

There are white wolves in the region?

Alex promised he'd go see them one day,

in Sioux Falls, in the States.

Right. That's enough for today.

We'll leave you. Coming, Clara?

Yes.

You believe him?

"We lived with my wife's ex, and it worked fine."

No way. I see you are as old-fashioned as me.

Heaven forbid.

I'm just saying her husband might have been jealous of Alexandre.

D'you see Sophie?

Her seemed to have immense admiration for him.

Flore will check out Sam.

Let's go. She's waiting for us.

It's human blood alright, but not his.

He might've bitten his attacker, but there's no sign of a fight.

Pray that the lab technicians find something.

- You extracted the bullet? - Of course.

look. A silver bullet, home-made.

A silver bullet: the only kind that kills a werewolf.

Canines pulled out...

In the Middle Ages, alleged werewolves were killed.

Everyone's going crazy. Don't you start too, Flore.

You know the legend.

When did he die?

Yesterday, around 6:00 pm.

Last night, the moon was full.

You're saying this guy was a werewolf?

Werewolves don't exist.

No, but clinical lycanthropy does.

- What? - Clinical lycanthropy.

It's a well-known mental illness. A kind of hallucination.

The patient believes he's transformed into a wolf and behaves as such.

Alright. So, the perpetrator may be a werewolf killer?

If so, we're in trouble: the full moon lasts three days.

Flore...

Do you have more info

on Alexandre Diotat's indictment?

The only case your dad was removed from.

Really?

I thought he arrested him for the murder of Annie Verdier.

When you were in Lyon,

he had to solve the crime but lacked the staff.

The Chambéry crime squad took over and nabbed Diotat.

OK.

He never told me.

He'd do anything not to disappoint you.

So, from what I remember,

Diotat had a rave party on Annie Verdier's lands.

She wanted to stop it. They had words.

He pushed her off a cliff, it's more than words.

That's just it. Could someone have wanted to avenge her?

No idea. Was she married? Did she have children?

Annie the perfect cliché of the old farm spinster.

Only her sheep would've missed her.

If you have a moment,

could you hand me the file?

Have fun.

At least, I'm good at paperwork. Here you are.

A man who howls naked at full moon, in cemeteries.

A woman thinks she's a wolf and scratches her husband.

I dug up the cases of lycanthropy in the region.

Flore...

I'm not out to take your job.

You're used to murders. I'm not.

The Captain takes on the best.

Diotat's phone pinged local cell towers.

Coming, Clara?

This way.

So?

I don't get it. It's moving, right in front of us.

Show me.

That's it.

Wait on!

Wait on!

Wait on! Stop!

Hello. Police. Empty your skip, please.

Go ahead.

I've got something.

Show me.

Here.

Look, the the bullet hole.

Here.

The cell phone?

I've got it.

A message from Sophie.

You know very well it's mine!

You're crazy!

You told me Alexandre got out of prison five months ago, right?

Sophie? Pregnant by him?

Possible.

She'd deny it, especially to Sam.

We can find out from her doctor.

Doctor Renée Bricout General Physician

- Bye, sir. - Bye, doctor. Thank you.

Who's next?

Hi, Renée.

Well... come in.

You know everyone here.

Since when has she been pregnant?

You've come to question me?

No, I'm not questioning you, Renée.

It's confidential, Clara. You know that.

I can't reveal patient data.

I know it. I just thought

you could help me.

My God, you're a real woman, a real cop, now.

OK. Come on, tell me, don't make me push you.

He missed you, you know. It'd be nice if you went and saw him.

What's going on? You call me in to break up a fight?

It's out of hand, Georges, you have to do something.

La Meute activists and livestock breeders brawling?

OK. Take his statement.

It's the second time this week.

My bar's like a saloon.

It's the wolves. No one cares about our sheep.

Those bastards are playing with fire.

They've awoken the devil.

The wolves drive them crazy.

- You said there was another fight? - Yes.

Who was it last time?

The bloke you found this morning on the ski lift. Alexandre.

With whom?

A breeder? Do I know him?

Fine.

I won't leave until I get a name.

Who're you?

Mathieu?

Why did you follow me?

I went to see mum.

I saw you leaving her office.

Why didn't you come see me when you returned?

- I've nothing to say to you. - Wait on. I know I messed up.

No, you didn't, Mathieu.

You dumped me on our wedding day, with no explanation.

You...

You broke me.

I went away. I left my father.

You know why?

Because I'd have died here.

We were young.

I didn't realise what marriage meant.

You and the ski instructor?

I forgot that privacy doesn't exist around here.

Don't touch me!

- I never forgot you, Clara. - Stop that!

You're right. I'm sorry.

You're over it. Good on you.

Look at me: I failed my medicals,

I've never moved on. My life is my sheep.

Want to make me cry? Is that it?

No.

I wanted to see you.

That's all.

Done.

You sure?

Yes.

- Really, really sure? - "Really, really sure."

OK.

As you all know here...

I'm no good at speeches,

so I'll get straight to the point.

Clara and I are marrying.

You alright?

Daddy?

Yes?

Thibault.

Hello, sir. Delighted.

Same here.

I brought some wine. Would red have been better?

- White is just fine - Yes, perfect.

Hi, kids.

Yvan said you bought some Beaufort cheese.

Didn't want to miss the first winter fondue.

But you have company.

No, no.

I may as well give you the keys.

You bet.

So. How about a glass of wine?

"Thibault", right?

At last, an eloquent gentleman.

Add a plate, Clara.

How's the case going? Clara doesn't say anything.

Oh no,

no more talk of wolves. I can't take it anymore.

I have enough trouble at city hall,

with ski season starting.

Let's relax tonight.

Thibault, my boy, why not propose to her?

Oh gosh. I'm joking.

Well, isn't this the official presentation?

The word "official" is a bit...

Weighty?

Yes.

That's just it. We must talk about...

About combining

our living spaces.

You're going to live together?

That's the best news today.

And...

Where will you live?

My chalet is nearby, don't worry.

- You can come any time. - Really?

He foresaw the father's concerns.

Honestly, he's impressive.

I'll go and get the pie.

I'm coming.

Yes.

What's wrong? I behaved myself, didn't I?

I saw Mathieu earlier on, when I left Renée's.

Why did you go there?

I wanted info about Sophie's pregnancy.

- You know she won't say anything. - I know, I messed up.

I wanted to get over this, face all this. I don't know.

Listen, Clara,

this boy seems very nice.

So don't let Mathieu mess up your life again.

This pie looks so good.

Clara, what's wrong?

It's OK. I'm here. Everything's OK.

What's wrong?

I didn't tell you why I left 10 years ago.

I'm not asking you anything. We've all got a past. So have I.

Day 2

This is Mathieu. Leave me a message.

Mathieu, it's Georges Kessler. I must talk to you, call me back.

Don't make me come and get you.

- I'm off to La Meute. - I'll come along.

No. You stay here.

What exactly does it represent?

A pentagram.

It's to ward off werewolves.

There's a lunatic stalking us.

Why wait around? You know who's behind all this!

Don't you use this paint for your sign, too?

You serious, Georges?

You're insinuating we did this?

No idea.

I'm doing my job.

Where were you the night Alexandre Diotat was killed?

Sophie, you there?

He's better. We'll soon release him.

You're about five months pregnant, right?

Do you have children?

No. I don't want to scare my guy

right before I move in to his place.

Sophie...

We saw your messages on Alexandre's mobile.

It's not his baby.

Obviously, we have our doubts.

Your husband may, too.

Nonsense. Sam would have never done anything to Alex.

You'll have to do a paternity test.

Fine, then. Ask for your test.

- You're sure, Flore? - Yes, captain.

Two days ago, Sam Paillet was at Radio Savoie.

The programme finished at 5:30 pm. He couldn't make Adret by 9:00.

He's got a solid alibi, captain.

Well done.

- I do my best. - See you later.

So, how did it go?

Not too good.

And you?

Sam's got a solid alibi.

So, we're back to a collective hysteria

where breeders want to kill blokes who behave like werewolves.

That can't be it.

OK. I'll see you in a bit.

Why? What are you up to?

- Stuff to do. - I'll tag along.

No.

Why not?

I'm questioning Mathieu. There.

A week ago, he got into a fight with Diotat.

So, you stay behind.

Dad, I keep my personal life and professional life separate.

You're a pain.

Mathieu?

Unbelievable.

Look at this.

He makes bullets.

What's this?

Wolves' teeth?

He made silver bullets.

He kept a photo of us.

Clara.

What happened to him?

Where was that?

From up there, probably Merlet Lake.

A rifle's missing. One of his sheep was noshed.

He's gone wolf hunting.

There's a refuge up there.

He'll certainly need to stop in.

- Let's go. - No. He might be dangerous.

I know.

He's gone that way.

Dad!

Dad!

Dad!

Dad!

Dad.

Bloody hunters.

- How does it open? - Press on the tip of the trap.

Press, with your foot.

There.

Don't move.

No.

Try to open the jaws.

Yes, that's it.

Thanks.

You're hurt, Dad. We're going down.

Night's falling, we don't have time.

You're sure?

I can make it to the refuge.

Here we are.

- Tell me if I'm hurting you. - OK.

You were lucky.

Thankfully you've got good shoes.

You'll still have to go see Renée.

What are you looking for?

Here. Have a sip. It's for the pain.

Yep.

Thanks.

Don't bother.

No signal. We'll have to spend the night here.

Dad?

Yes?

Think he could have done all that?

Well, I can't say.

- I'm sorry, Clara. - Sorry about what?

What could you have prevented?

You're always there for me.

You're always there for Mathieu. You've always been there for mum.

Stay here.

Don't move!

What are you going to do?

Shoot me?

Give me your rifle.

Go on.

You serious?

What exactly are you accusing me of? Protecting my animals?

Stop it, Mathieu. We know you had a fight with Diotat.

You've got a mould to make silver bullets,

so stop lying!

Everything points to you. Understand?

I quarrel with a guy in public

and you think I'd kill him three days later.

Where were you two days ago?

In Annecy.

I came home late and got flashed on the way.

You can verify that.

Don't you worry, I will.

Where you going?

You really think we should bunk together?

OK, go.

Don't leave the valley.

Day 3

What time is it?

Shh. Go back to sleep.

Why didn't you tell me you'd be out all night?

I'd rather have been with you.

Why haven't you brought your things over yet?

My boxes are ready.

I didn't have time. They're in my father's garage.

Give me the keys.

I'll go and pick them up today.

I'm taking a shower.

I'm coming.

What's that?

A tetanus booster.

Still afraid of shots?

You know Mathieu has nothing to do with all this.

He told you?

Of course, he told you. He's got a solid alibi, don't worry.

So leave him alone. He's not as strong as he seems.

Though I'm his mum, and a doctor, I can't keep him off alcohol.

He'll get through this, Renée.

Clara came by, two days ago.

I forgot to tell her Sam Paillet is sterile.

I thought you'd like to know.

Why tell me now?

You're like me. You'd do anything for your kid.

Don't tell anyone I told you that.

Victim - Accident Report

Annie Verdier

So, Annie Verdier, livestock breeder.

Then we've got...

A photo of Alexandre Diotat at the rave party.

Headlight debris from his quad found at the scene.

Yes. It's with the evidence.

There. I guess this is it?

He was intoxicated.

He hit Annie Verdier up on the cliff,

threw her off to fake an accident.

We've got the debris.

Of the headlights.

Where did you find that?

I had the dossier sent here.

I asked her to.

What's the idea?

If you need information, Clara, about this case, ask me! Alright?

Yes, alright. I'm sorry. Forgive me.

Forget it. There.

Mathieu was flashed at 7:00 pm.

So he couldn't have been at the Adret lift at 6:00 pm.

No need for a blood test,

the baby's not Sam Paillet's.

How do you know?

I know it.

That's all.

- Hello, mayor. - You alright?

City Hall

Disperse, please.

Listen, calm down. We'll do something.

We'll increase security.

I'll ask the prefect for backup. I have no choice.

It's my case.

It's my town. I'm accountable to them.

We must calm them down.

Don't you think they're using Diotat's murder

to justify wolf hunting?

I don't care. It must stop.

It'll stop when we nab the killer.

Fine. When will that be?

Yes, Flore.

Perfect.

The blood found on Diotat has been identified.

Whose is it?

Bernard Chérasse.

He's got a record?

All the local men were tested

for a rape case.

We can access everybody's DNA, even mine.

Your stay is planned for end January.

By then, all this will have blown over.

Yes.

If you've got insurance, you can cancel any time.

Bye, ma'am.

Images are circulating on social media.

So much so, everyone's cancelling.

This murder's no good for business.

So, come to book a trip?

Not really, no.

Your blood was found on Diotat,

the young man killed, who belonged to La Meute.

But it's totally absurd.

I need to know what you did the day of the murder.

Yes. My diary...

When did you get hurt?

Two weeks ago, hiking.

Knee fracture and torn ligaments. The whole business.

Forget it. No one goes up to Adret in his state.

How come my blood was found on the body?

Well...

We'll find out, don't worry.

Has anyone enquired

about this destination, in recent weeks?

Not that I know of, but I can check the reservations.

I'd appreciate that.

I've got something.

Sioux Falls, the Valley of the Wolves.

Two plane tickets and rental camper.

Right. What name?

Diotat, Alexandre.

Thanks.

Can you tell how a volunteer at La Meute forks over 2,800 euros?

He got that money somewhere.

I agree with you.

Flore, where are you headed?

I wanted to check

all the alibis once again. Sam Paillet's no good.

In other words?

Fuck you. You know nothing about this!

So fuck you. I'm off. Care a hang.

But, Mr Paillet!

Sam left the studio, before the programme ended.

He could have been at Adret for the murder.

So you hadn't watched the whole programme?

Are you serious?

I watched the first 10 minutes, and it was going very smoothly.

There was no point carrying on. Well, I wanted to...

You wanted what? Fuck up the investigation?

I wanted to impress you! To be reactive. OK?

I wanted some appreciation from you, for my work!

You made up for it.

Oh, no. No! Especially not from you.

She hates me.

You're not alone.

What now?

Where's Sam?

A meeting. He'll be back soon.

Have a seat.

Did you know about Alexandre's plans?

He dreamed of Sioux Falls.

- I told you that. - A 2,800-euro dream, for two.

One ticket's in your name.

You knew about it.

I never said I would go with him.

Where did the money come from?

I haven't got a clue.

You had intercourse with him when he came out of prison.

You got pregnant

and told your husband the baby is his.

But Alexandre realized it was his child,

and he wanted to leave with you.

Sam knows it's not his baby.

Wrong. He's happy he's going to be a dad.

Biologically, he can't be a father.

He's sterile.

That's impossible.

You're lying.

Fuck you. You know nothing about this.

His alibi for the night of the murder is bogus.

He left the show before the end.

When do you expect him back?

He's been gone all afternoon.

Have the entire house watched.

Cover the woods,

all the entrances.

They'll take turns all night.

We're tracking his cell and credit card use.

We'll find him, Flore.

He'll eventually phone or draw out money.

Go on.

- You, Clara, go get some rest. - I'm not tired.

One of us has to question him tomorrow morning.

Welcome to your home.

- I mean, to our home. - Already?

Someone had to do it. With your investigation,

you've got no time.

- How's it going? - We've got a suspect on the run.

But let's not talk work.

You know, I've been cooking for four hours.

I'm telling you: that won't happen everyday.

I've got something on the stove. What are the plans for the evening?

- Go ahead. - OK.

Where will I put my stuff?

I left you a shelf facing the bed, there.

Oh, yes.

Oh, yes, it's...

it's spacious.

Happy birthday, mummy!

Annie Verdier was the cliché of the old farm spinster.

Only her sheep must have missed her.

What are you searching for?

You want to know if we're tracking you?

Are you related to her?

Annie Verdier had no children.

Let me explain.

OK. I'm all ears.

Annie Verdier raised me, like her own son.

At home, when I was a kid,

there was lot of boozing and smacks,

and when it got too bad, Annie took care of me,

else I'd have gone to social services.

- You understand? - Why didn't you tell me?

I never found the right moment.

- It's you? - What are you talking?

You wanted to avenge her? You killed Diotat!

- You crazy? - Where were you, Monday, 6:00 pm?

On Monday, I was at the club, with clients.

Their names and address.

Leave it be.

I want everything, I said!

Answer me!

I was with my wife.

Day 4

- Yeah, Dad? - All's well? Slept well?

Better than you, I guess.

Still no news of Sam Paillet.

I'm going to rest. Can you take over?

OK, no problem. I'm on the road. I'm on the way.

Can I help you?

I've got a few... questions

to ask about your husband.

Thibault? What's wrong?

We have to check his whereabouts.

Was he with you last Monday evening?

He's not come for over a week.

I see him less since he's sleeping with that cop from Méribel.

What?

He started lying to you too?

What did he promise you?

I must check some information.

You honestly think you're the first?

You melt silver to make your jewels?

Does your husband have keys to this place?

Our flat is above.

Thank you.

Thibault will be back.

He always does.

Have a nice day.

Same to you.

Thanks.

Come.

Georges, I swear I've got nothing to do with all this.

I love Clara. I'd never have done

such a thing to her.

You are in custody for the murder of Alexandre Diotat.

You shouldn't have gone to see her. We could've dealt with it.

How could I have been tricked like that?

You're in love.

Naturally Solène won't confirm my alibi.

We're divorcing. She wants to make me pay.

We should have separated long ago.

But you didn't do it.

I should've told Clara,

but things happened so fast...

You think she'd have stayed if she'd known?

You lied, that's all I know.

Georges, I'd do anything for her.

"Anything?" Like what?

Search her things to follow the investigation?

Emotional manipulation?

Another thing.

The day Diotat was released,

you're on video, the prison's CCTV.

And you didn't have time

to tell Clara?

You want to know if I ever felt like killing him to avenge Annie?

Of course, I did, but I just couldn't.

So we met, we talked.

He started talking rubbish

about what happened at the rave.

There's something you don't know.

Here's how Annie Verdier really died.

- What did he tell you? - Rubbish.

That he wasn't the culprit,

that he'd find him and make him confess.

- Did he give you a name? - No.

He came to the club to tell me he had a lead.

I was busy. I told him to leave.

Truly, if I wanted to get rid of him,

you think I'd have left him naked, on a lift?

We found tools

for making silver bullets at your wife's place.

You own a gun.

Clara, Sam Paillet used his card

at an ATM in Menuires, yesterday evening. Shall we go?

There's a refuge for wolf cubs, allied with La Meute, close by.

Yes.

That's his car. He must be here.

Hello. You're alone?

Yes.

I'm Lieutenant Kessler, police.

Have you seen Sam Paillet, the owner of that vehicle?

- Sam? - Yeah.

- I dunno.

Want to come with us?

Who'll feed him if we take you?

- He came to take some photos. - At what time?

I don't know, maybe 6:00 pm.

Seen him since yesterday?

No. I come here once a day.

- They're cute. - Careful. At the moment,

they're quite skittish.

Men are, too.

Catch them! They're running off.

Come here!

Come here!

Stay back, Flore.

It's Sam Paillet.

Forensics are done with Paillet. We can go in.

Clara.

You and Thibault have to talk.

What? You're letting him off? You're kidding?

Clara, his wife lied.

She was with him at 6:00 pm the day Diotat was killed.

When Paillet was butchered, he was with you.

- What else did she say? - Clara...

We got weeks' worth of their text messages.

And since she knows he wants to divorce, she's harassing him.

- He told the truth. - Maybe a bit too late.

Listen, Flore and I are going to the coroner's.

I'll tell Sophie.

Take your time. I'll see you later.

Go on.

Can you leave us, please?

You really thought I could do such a thing? I need to know.

I don't know.

I don't know who you are.

I messed up.

Should've told you everything. Sorry.

Once we're divorced, it'll be different.

For you, yes. It'll be different for you.

And for me, what's going to happen?

I can't even look you in the face.

I want to slap you.

- You want to slap me? - Yes.

I just apologised. What do you want me to do?

Clara, listen to me.

Listen to me.

What you and I have does exist, understand?

Get out.

Get out of here.

That can't be...

Wolf's fur, yes.

From the one hanging at city hall.

A pentagram,

a wolf's hide, another corpse. When will it stop?

Another silver bullet.

This time the skin was slit, then peeled back,

and the fur inserted.

Deliberately?

Yes. In the Middle Ages,

they slit the skin of men they thought were werewolves

to check that they weren't wolves underneath.

They called it the inner beast.

I think your murderer

is reinterpreting the myth.

- He's crazy. - Yes, but the incision's precise.

It was performed by someone who's skilled at it.

Thanks.

Françoise.

Another one, please.

Thanks.

Leave it. It's on me.

OK. A double.

Thanks.

I heard what happened with your boyfriend.

- I'm sorry. - Come on, you must be rejoicing.

You're wrong. I don't enjoy seeing you sad.

Why can't I fight it?

I keep coming back here, but it never works.

It's always been like that, Clara.

Neither you or I can renounce our roots,

although they hurt.

Clara,

someone's waiting for you by the door.

It's not my business,

but don't get hoodwinked. What did he want?

Nothing, Dad. Tell me where we're going?

I need you. I called Sophie to tell her the news

and I'm afraid she'll pull a stunt.

Sophie?

Sophie, you there?

Sophie?

Clara, look at this.

What's all this money?

How much's it? 10,000? 15,000?

She's leaving.

Get lost.

Don't do anything rash.

Lower your gun.

Don't move!

Stop it.

- There are police everywhere. - I'm leaving.

Who'll take care of the wolves?

I've lost everything.

Think twice. Where would you go?

Alex left me money. I'll manage.

Calm down, Sophie.

Look at me.

Lower you gun. Listen to me.

Don't you think you've suffered enough?

Think of your baby.

You can't give birth in prison.

Give me your gun.

Give it to me.

Don't worry, she'll go to hospital for a few days.

I didn't mention the gun.

All she has to do is explain the money.

Can anyone get over that?

You get over anything when you have a child.

Captain, a wolf attacked a woman. It's chaos.

Let's go. There's certainly prints on that.

I'll see to it.

Where did Alexandre find that money?

Clara, coming?

Yes.

Georges, I have no choice.

- We need to kill that wolf. - No, wait.

You sure it was a wolf?

Wolves don't bite men. Was it a dog?

I saw it. I'm not mad!

Calm down, Corinne.

I need you to supervise the hunters.

- No vigilante stuff. - Alright.

I'm feeling hot. I need some air.

- Finished? - Yes.

I'll take you home.

They say that a wolf bite makes you a werewolf.

Now don't you start.

Not me, but Corinne is nervous. If she starts thinking that,

I fear she'll pull a stunt. It's still full moon.

You gave her a sedative. She'll fall asleep.

All this suits her: she's a breeder.

Like my son. Which side are you, Georges?

It's hard to see their animals eviscerated.

I'd like your son to stop hanging round my daughter.

They're adults. Let them deal with it.

- Don't meddle. - Let them be.

After what I did for your wife, show some indulgence.

- What did you do for my mother? - Nothing.

Dad.

What does she mean? What did she do for my mother?

I can't. Not here.

Dad!

I saw your mother suffering more and more.

Day after day.

Even morphine...

had no effect on her anymore.

Renée's a doctor, but...

she was your mother's best friend.

Only she could do that.

You killed her?

She asked us to do it, Clara.

I promise. She was suffering so much.

Clara.

Day 5

Clara?

Clara?

I let you sleep on a bit.

I worked last night and fell asleep.

My parents have a studio for rent.

It's vacant now.

- Thanks. - I didn't wake you for that.

There's 17,200 euros, in there, with Diotat's fingerprints.

Plus the price of the trip to Sioux Falls,

that makes 20,000 euros.

Where could he have found so much money? Did he steal it?

There's no complaint for such an amount.

So someone gave it to him.

This is a judicial requisition for all large withdrawals since July.

I prepared the most important withdrawal statements.

Thank you.

No big changes since yesterday.

- What do you mean? - Your father came

to ask me for this information. You didn't know?

We did.

Bricout, Renée, 20,000 euros

20,000 euros, Renée.

Why did you give the money to Alexandre Diotat?

I know this interrogation isn't about the money.

Georges told you about your mum.

Sweetie, don't think it was easy for me.

- It was even worse for your dad. - The money, to Diotat. Answer!

Gambling. I was at the casino the night Diotat died.

You gamble?

Yes. But I lost everything.

- You can check the videos. - I will.

- Stop that right now. - Why?

It's my interrogation.

Follow me.

That's an order.

Remove your harness, my friend.

How about a selfie with the mountain backdrop?

OK. One,

two...

She's clean.

If you want to square things off, do it with me!

You know why she's here. You went to the bank too.

She paid Diotat, so why protect her?

You're going to be forever grateful to her?

Stay out of this!

OK, then, remove me from the investigation.

- Stop it! - Thibault's just been shot.

- What? - Shit.

Doctor?

I'm Lieutenant Kessler.

He's awake, you can see him.

But he's still weak. Don't tire him.

You'll want this analysed.

A silver bullet, never seen that before.

Good bye.

Bye.

Well, this is a nice surprise.

He aimed at the heart. Funny, eh?

It was already in pieces.

I was so scared that...

That you...

It's my way of paying for my lies.

I swear I'll find the person who did this.

Who wants you dead?

You and my future ex-wife... otherwise, I dunno.

I told your father that Diotat was about to find

Annie's actual murderer.

He must have feared I'd learn the truth.

What?

A murderer? What did you tell my dad?

I explained everything in custody.

What's wrong?

Get some rest.

Sorry, lieutenant.

You are in custody for the murder of Alexandre Diotat.

I should have told Clara.

"Anything." Like what?

Search her things to follow the case?

Emotional manipulation?

So we met. We talked.

He started talking rubbish about what happened at the rave.

There's something you don't know. The death of Annie Ver...

We found tools for making silver bullets at your wife's place.

He started talking rubbish about what happened at the rave.

There's something you don't know. The death of Annie Ver...

Victim: Annie Verdier

Charges

Transport of DNA Test, Interrogations: G. Kessler

Autopsy Report: Georges Kessler

Dad, it's me. Listen. I know what happened.

I know Diotat didn't kill Annie Verdier.

I don't know what happened back then,

but I know you tampered with evidence.

Don't make things worse, and call me back.

We'll figure out a solution.

I beg of you, Dad. Call me back.

Do whatever it takes, Flore, but locate my dad's cell phone.

I think I've figured this thing out.

I'm at Mathieu's, now.

Mathieu.

Mathieu. Mathieu. What did you do?

Clara.

How many did you take?

I'm such a dipshit, I can't even bump myself off.

No, stop it. Stop!

- Let me help you. - Go away.

Stop it. Stop.

Stop.

Mathieu, listen to me. Look at me.

I'm sorry. It's my fault, too.

I should have seen something had happened before our wedding.

What do you mean?

I thought you'd dumped me, because...

because you were afraid of commitment or that you were bored with me.

I know there's a reason why you started drinking.

You backed out

because of your guilt, you were tormented, right?

I promise you, Clara...

I didn't want things to happen that way.

You're the police.

It's your job to get them off of my land.

Out! Private property.

Sorry. I didn't know. I think I got lost.

Liar. I'm not an idiot!

The music's driving my cows crazy!

Who'll pay for the damage?

Who'll pay for all this mess?

You're hurting me!

- I'll give myself up. - Calm down, my love. Calm down.

It was an accident.

You can't do that. It was an accident.

You're doing your 3rd year medical. You're marrying Clara.

Do you really think I can live with that?

Get up.

Get up.

And I will not let you go to prison.

It's not where you belong, OK?

I'll get you out of this, sweetie. I promise you.

How?

Mum...

How?

Your blood was found under Annie Verdier's nails,

and like all the local men, you took a DNA test.

It's the only proof they had against you.

The only one who could have got rid of that proof

was my father.

Yes, Dad. It's me. Listen, I know about everything.

I know Diotat didn't kill Annie Verdier.

I don't know what happened back then,

but I know you tampered with evidence.

Don't make things worse and call me back.

We'll figure out a solution.

I beg of you, Dad. Call me back.

How could you have lied to me like that, Renée?

To me, your friend.

Two men have died;

they had family, friends, a life.

You'd have rather seen Mathieu take the fall?

Diotat was blackmailing your son, but why Paillet?

He understood and teamed up with Diotat.

Go to hell!

- You don't get it. - Fuck you.

You're going to pay, you loser.

Fuck you.

You're losing it, Mathieu, and that jeopardises our deal.

Let go of me.

Why did you rat?

You're asking too much. We can't pay you.

- Ask your mother. - Leave her out of this!

Nine years in the nick owing to you.

Isn't that worth a few euros?

Oh, sweetie.

We can't let them destroy you, Mathieu.

So I decided to bump off Diotat.

I'd already killed an innocent woman.

I know how to kill.

No, Mathieu, you don't.

You never knew.

As for Chérasse's blood, found on Diotat,

only your mum had access to it, in the hospital.

As for the incisions on Paillet's body,

they were by someone who uses scalpels.

Your mother killed them.

Nevertheless, you shot the man I love

to prove your mum innocent, when she was in custody.

And that's a felony.

Talk to me, Flore. Where is he?

What happened to you?

I protected my child,

like you have always done for Clara.

Stop all this. It's gone too far.

Everyone thinks a lunatic has decided to go werewolf hunting.

No one will connect it to us.

It's not too late.

You can still settle things. You've already done it once.

This time, I can't do anything, I promise you.

Come, now.

Turn yourself in.

Please.

Let me take my bag.

Renée, don't do anything silly.

Don't turn me in.

You helped me once. You can do it again.

Lower your gun, Renée.

Lower your gun.

Clara, stay where you are!

We're family. We'll settle this quietly, ourselves.

Family? What family?

You're alone, now. We've arrested Mathieu.

What?

Lower your guns. Enough of this foolishness!

- You must do something. - What can he do?

You condemned your son by refusing to let him confess.

Look at me. look at me, Renée.

It's your fault.

No! I stopped him from ruining his life!

He has ruined his life, and it's your fault.

You've gone crazy.

Be quiet. Be quiet!

Lower your gun.

Lower your gun.

Dad!

It's OK.

You'll be OK, Dad. It's not that bad.

I love you, Clara.

You know that I love you?

I know. I love you too.

I know you'd do anything for me,

for my happiness.

I know.

I'm not upset with you about mum, anymore.

I understand now.

Be happy, promise me.

No, stop it. We'll be happy together.

- Stay with me, Dad. Stay awake. - Clara...

Stay awake, Dad! Stay with me! Stay with me!

Dad.

I finished emptying his room.

Thanks, Rose, for everything.

Why don't you stay here, with us?

Why don't you take over his job? That would make him so happy.

There's too much sorrow here.

There's sorrow everywhere.

You're like him. You belong to these mountains.

You loved him, right?

He gave his heart to one woman,

a woman who left us over 15 years ago.

Someone's ready to share his life with you.

Give yourself a second chance.

I'll give all these clothes to a charity.

No, wait on. I'll keep this.

I think we're OK.

What d'you mean? You think or you're sure?

Let's go?

Ready?

- Alright? - Yeah.

One, two, three!

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