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If I find you on the path of the son of Cain,

nobody will ever find your body.

What the hell is this? He where Carsenti?

I let him go.

But you're crazy!

So, we arrest guys and you release them like that now.

We had nothing against him, I anticipated the decision of the prosecutor.

But he was going to throw all his dealers at us.

Since I arrested Carsenti, you look bad.

What are you not telling me?

Nothing. You're getting boring, actually.

Can we have a conversation without you freaking out?

You think that makes want to talk to you?

Yeah, I'll be right there.

When I was a kid, we learned to hold the door for strangers.

Now we have to close it as fast as possible

so that no one comes in the back.

It's nice here, isn't it?

The death was probably on Sunday night,

four days ago.

A priori, two stab wounds in the region of the heart.

Given the state of the corpse,

to be sure, one would have to be patient.

It would be stupid for me to put on the wrong track.

His name is Bernard Mésange.

No contact in his phone, nor address book, nor computer.

No break-in, either.

Either, the victim knew the murderer or-

- or, he surprised him at the moment when he entered.

He had lived there for six months and according to the neighbors,

he didn't talk to anyone.

He always went out with black glasses, a stranger.

As soon as the pile of bones is swept away,

you who dream of living there, you'll have a vacant apartment, that's great.

You can't be serious for a minute. What do you think?

I think nothing.

I do not know why I would take the cabbage to arrest criminals,

since they are released immediately.

Carsenti. You're enjoying this, aren't you?

You're in league with Moretti, I saw it well...

You're going to buy glasses

because you can't see clearly at all.

And if you have accounts to settle with Moretti,

well, you talk to each other, you are great.

In fact, we both played badly, we skipped the honeymoon box.

We're already an old couple stuck in the lies, the secrets,

the deceptions.

Frankly, after all this we shared,

you still believe me against you?

What did we share?

Your guy's name is not Chickadee.

Check his ID with the lab.

If he changed his identity,

he must have left a body somewhere.

Bless you for coming back to us.

Are you suddenly interested in the case?

These are your new friends.

We're going to have to get chummy with them and that excites me.

That's why you're here, right? You're in charge.

We're letting anyone into the residence.

It's always like that with strangers.

Above all, don't stop for us, we agree.

Foreigners are a dirty race.

Yes, it's true. You never know who you're dealing with.

Who could it be? A terrorist? A gangster?

A rapist?

Exactly, he was a pedophile.

That's good information, we can move forward.

And then, he raped how many children?

Well, what? What?

No one saw any children come home then?

No need to have seen them, everyone knows.

That makes me feel better because

if he had been killed because of a rumor, it would have bothered me.

And what else would you have seen, sir?

Villon. The syndic'.

Nothing. Why would I have seen anything else?

Because you have a bird's eye view of the victim's apartment.

Because you have a prime skybox

to watch a guy get stabbed in his home.

I don't look at other people's homes. My eyes are sick.

Impotent, blind and deaf.

The classic strategy of the old who won't cooperate.

Just because you play your infirmity over and over again

doesn't mean everyone else has to do the same.

Maybe you don't have pain anywhere anymore,

sitting comfortably in your chair.

But my legs, I use them and they hurt.

It's been a long time since someone has been so mean to me.

It feels really good.

OK. It's Borel, he wants to see us.

But if you want to be buddies, you still have some work to do.

I found out some real information that will help us move forward.

Our man was suspected of pedophilia.

Thank you Borel, but for the rumors, you are a bit late.

I'm not an idiot, captain. I'm not talking about rumors here.

You were right about the identity card, it was false.

His name was Nicolas Pardo. He was a teacher at Cassy.

Following a complaint from one of his students,

he was indicted for rape of a minor.

Where did this information come from?

From his sister, she owns the apartment.

She lent it to him for that he changed his life.

And he was dismissed six months ago

Good work, Borel.

Can you get us the name of the kid who was assaulted?

Yes. Mathilde Chevalier, in Cassis.

Hello.

Captain Cain. Lieutenant Delambre. Criminal Investigation Department.

Not the police. I want more. I want more.

Mathilde, wait, come back.

Franck, please come.

He was murdered, so the first you suspect is me.

You cops are wonderful.

No, we don't suspect you.

We are simply investigating.

We know what you went through.

No, you don't know anything.

No one has ever listened to us.

No one can understand what it's like.

Pardo destroyed our lives and we were let down.

I don't believe in the justice of this country anymore.

They let a criminal go free and we the victims

have been abandoned.

I would have liked to see him dead, me, that bastard,

but it wasn't me who killed him.

I don't even know where he lived anymore.

I lost track of him when he left Cassy.

"His trail"? Does that mean that you tracked him?

I followed him like that once or twice at first to see how he lived.

Then I moved on.

What's this?

An anti-pedophile association.

I'm waiting for you, I'll call Borel.

I didn't come to bother you, you know.

If someone has hurt you, I promise I'll help you.

Then you'll be free.

You know, this is what I do.

So if you want to talk to me, you don't have to be afraid.

You have no right to talk to him.

If I ever see you again near him, I will kill you.

Do you think that Pardo raped Mathilde ?

I don't know.

Whether he is guilty or not, Chevallier is sure of it.

That's motive enough to kill him.

If not, who do we have?

All 435 residents of the residence.

We've got a lot of families with children.

Any parent could have done in a fit of rage.

For fear of the rumor mill.

It promises to be a nice Sunday.

How about a pizza?

You must know a lot of people in the residence?

Especially Kevin, he delivers.

Yes, of course, from a distance.

What about Pardo? I mean Chickadee. Was it close or far?

I can't remember.

I delivered it once or twice, that's all.

The night he died?

I don't remember

It's weird because there was leftover pizza in his fridge.

Villon placed a big order that night.

Like every Friday, by the way.

It's Friday. Is this all for him?

Yes.

Still green, what was I saying?

He's having a little party.

We'll take care of the delivery.

I think we knocked on the right door.

I loved this sado-maso relationship we started this morning.

I thought we could go further.

Go to something even more bestial.

Sorry, I'm totally submissive to my captain's urges

and he really wanted to see you.

Can we invite ourselves?

Poker, my pet peeve.

Pierre, Antoine's son and Yann.

Cain and Lucie.

Cop and fliquette.

But everyone knows us since this morning, right?

Well, a new recruit. Rich, I hope.

If you are, don't tell her.

She'll have a baby on your back and then ditch you right away.

We're still missing someone here, right?

Well, you'll take the empty chair.

Two hundred.

I'm in.

Card.

What's the point of your act?

What are you trying to prove?

Because we meet here once a week to play poker,

does that make us suspects?

A man died just across the street,

with two stab wounds.

At the end of the knife, he had to see a hand.

What we would like to know, is who it belongs to?

It could belong to someone who hated him

or someone who was afraid of him, by force to observe him for example.

With the twelve surveillance cameras, you should know soon enough.

I am in the same business as you.

The cameras, the digicodes, it's me who makes them.

I sold them to the residence.

If you arrest the culprit through they'll get me some publicity.

It is me who made vote the budget by the condominium.

Fifty.

Raise it to 50.

Are you paranoid?

Imagining all this stuff,

alarms, cameras for protection from the bad guys.

You must think someone is out to get you.

It's the world that's paranoid.

Somebody has to take advantage of it.

I put myself in people's shoes and they make me live.

I take it back, you are a fine psychologist.

Is that the talk or what?

I didn't come here to do mundanities.

She's losing, it's upsetting her.

With the crisis, her real estate agency doesn't make much money.

And you, it's always the same method. Talking to destabilize the opponent.

Well, listen, if we don't play, me, I'll leave you.

My kids need me.

She has five.

Do you understand what I'm saying?

Five kids, owner of a real estate agency.

You are a modern-day heroine.

They are my whole life.

I started my own business so I could organize myself around them.

Knowing that there was a pedophile in the residence,

didn't scare you?

But who says he was a pedophile? It was just a rumor.

Beware, little children, the monster of darkness

is lurking in the city and will soon kidnap you.

Color.

Well done. Finally, a rival to me.

Yann is a master.

He likes to give lessons and make others go round in circles.

He is a riding instructor.

Do you handle the whip ? The goad? The whip?

My natural authority is enough.

This charade has gone on long enough. You have no right to be here. Leave.

Your problem,

is that you consider Pardo innocent and that blinds you.

If you would take the trouble to change your point of view,

you could direct your search to one of his victims.

A nice basket of crabs, your new friends.

I count on you to find the fifth,

the one who didn't come.

There you go again to test the bedding of the victim?

I don't suggest you come.

People would end up getting ideas.

Ideas about what? Nothing happened.

You're right. In fact, I have forgotten everything.

We had dinner, we drank. And afterwards?

I don't remember.

But well, there's no point in trying to recover your memory, is there?

And then for tonight, you're right. It's not a good idea.

We agree.

You would have said yes, I would have said no.

Lieutenant, I've changed my mind.

I wish you were with me.

Thailand.

Costa Rica.

Vietnam.

And for sex tourism.

He raped Mathilde. We need to restart the procedure.

Call the juvenile brigade, so that they come to pass all this to the crime,

but in the most absolute secrecy.

If this gets out, it will make such a mess

that it will burn up our investigation.

No.

The rumor has become reality, but that should not change your hunches.

This is still a vigilante crime.

What if Villon's goal was to get us out of here?

Because he knows that the killer is nearby.

I'm going to stay and work this out. You guys go home. It's late.

Hey, beautiful. Are you lost?

I'm here to see Carsenti.

Don't know him.

Of course I do. Tell him that Lucie wants to see him.

You wanted to add something to your commander?

He told me everything this morning.

It's settled for the son of Cain, I'll do without him.

You won't have to worry about him anymore.

He paid me the €20,000 of his debt too.

It's you I'm worried about.

Is this new?

Are you still angry with me?

Let's just say I'd like to understand

why you let me down overnight.

I covered for you back in the day and I took the fall for you.

The cops caught me and you, they left you alone.

And you never showed up again.

I was a mess. My mother took me away from all this.

When I got back on my feet, you were gone.

I couldn't find you.

I never knew you were into the stuff until.

I tried to get you out and I got caught.

You learn fast in prison.

Why don't you let me help you now?

Maybe it's not too late to get out.

You've always had a temper.

Me, on the other hand...

I've been through Chevalier's life with a fine-tooth comb.

Witnesses saw him with Pardo, but before Mathilde was raped

Which makes sense since he was his teacher.

And then, no complaint, no threat.

As for Pardo, according to colleagues at the juvenile brigade I called,

his name was not mentioned in any other case.

What about you? Did you find anything?

No.

He spent the night reviewing the 50 hours of video from the residence.

And?

Residents walking their dogs,

residents picking up their dog's poop,

residents putting their dogs' poop in their pockets.

We are the ones who are being walked.

More instructive, we visited the site Les silences de l'agneau.

You know, the association which sought to recruit Chevalier, there? Come and see.

Go there.

They first give a report on pedophilia in the world,

the increasing number of rapists,

their ability to hide under the appearances of normal people.

Then they call for denunciation.

They end up giving names and addresses.

A real file, worse than the Stasi.

Lucie warned me. Did you succeed?

No, not yet. It's only now that gets interesting.

An alias, PeterPan, says he recognized Nicolas Pardo, Cassy's pedophile,

in a building in Marseille.

Since then, there have been more than 1,000 forum connections.

This is it. The IP address of PeterPan. A certain Barbet.

A riding school, there, just next to the residence.

Come on.

I'd like to trade my horse for a real one.

But we know each other.

Not a very original nickname.

The sites continually require and I have no imagination.

If we had known last night, we would have congratulated you.

To throw Pardo on the net, a public health action.

But it is my responsibility as an educator to report these kinds of predators.

Besides, not reporting a rapist, is a crime, right?

Except that in Pardo's case, the courts cleared him.

What makes him innocent in your eyes?

Judges keep releasing the criminals you arrest.

You regularly complain about this or am I wrong?

If everyone did what I do,

pedophiles would have fewer victims, believe me.

I've seen kids destroyed by rape

who are trying to rebuild themselves by riding horses.

By the way, how did you know that was Pardo?

I saw footage of him coming out of to the judge in Cassy's case,

I ran into him in the residence and recognized him.

Dumb. He never went outside without his sunglasses.

That's right.

I had to shove him to get them off and see his face.

What were you doing Sunday night?

You think I'm stupid enough to have killed Pardo,

when I'm the one who turned him in?

I was at the club party if you want really know.

And if you want to charge me for participating in a website,

I hope you have room in your jails because

I'm not going to be alone.

We'll start by arresting the murderer.

And then, if it's not you,

we'll ask the judge who doesn't arrest to release the criminals

to prevent you from spreading your nauseating ways.

Yes.

There is movement on the side of the silences of the lamb.

I went through the cached pages and the deleted ones.

I found two that you will like.

They are from before the murder.

Mystic River says that

the security system of the residence should be reinforced to track Pardo.

To which a Lamouche replies

that it would be better to get rid of him to finish off the monster.

Both addresses are Internet cafes,

but we can put them under surveillance.

"The monster" sounds like Francine's words.

Given the security,

is necessarily Pierre Villon who is looking for publicity.

So let's summarize.

They meet every Friday at Villon's house. They get their heads together.

One of them ends up going there and does the job. The question is, who?

Barbet?

His alibi is solid. At least 50 people can testify.

On the other hand, Francine had a real motive to protect her children.

A mother, taking such a risk, I find it hard to believe.

Pierre, he is more credible.

He seeks to be noticed by all means to please.

He is arrogant, he has a violence returned.

You forget Kevin, the pizza delivery guy.

He's the ghost player from the poker game

that Lucie asked me to find.

He could have entered Pardo's house by delivering without arousing any suspicion.

Plus, he has a record, contempt, rebellion, resisting arrest.

What seems obvious is that they all know who the culprit is

and that they are covering for him.

So what do we do?

We do what they do. We'll start the rumors.

We'll play them against each other.

Eventually they'll talk and give each other away.

Hey, guys.

Thank you for coming on such short notice.

You're offering to take back from the state

what they steal from me in payroll taxes.

I have class. How big is?

Huge. Nothing works anymore.

We can beat up the suspects at will,

Amnesty International will never have any evidence.

What's up?

State of the art, 340 degree rotation, automatic diaphragm,

secure internet ordering.

Too bad Pardo didn't buy one.

He wouldn't have opened just anyone.

By the way. Your box, it belongs to your father.

He passed the torch to you because you're an only child,

but he's having a hard time letting go, huh?

Are you choking?

You called me here to talk about my father?

The cameras, were they fake?

Oh no, no. I like to know, it's my nature.

But between us, do you ever feel like strangling him?

I hate fighting. I'm too much of a coward.

And if you want me to say that my father hates me, that's another no.

He rants about the whole world, but it's just words.

He wouldn't hurt a fly. Old age is a shipwreck.

Well, well, if Borel brings him here,

it's because he has good reasons.

Kevin will empty his bag. Come, come. I prefer that he doesn't see you.

No, don't worry, we won't have for long.

I'm just typing what you told me in the car.

Your dead father, your aunt who raised you.

So.

Look, it's Pierre Villon with Cain.

You know him, you play poker with him, right?

So, Kevin. Kevin what?

Pardo would never have opened to anyone,

someone he didn't know and there was no break-in.

So, the investigation shifts to Kevin. Makes sense, right?

Except that this kid is a little girl, very sensitive.

A wounded little animal in need of a hug.

Far from the profile of a killer.

So maybe he's ratting you out.

They seem to have a good laugh.

The captain always has a bottle stashed under his desk.

And since Pierre doesn't only drink water, I don't know what they're talking about,

but Cain must make him drink.

That's what's so bad with alcoholics,

they're easy to talk to.

I hope he's not charging you right now.

Besides, this case, it's a bad time with your record.

He doesn't like me very much and he tells easily bullshit, but...

From there, to accuse me of a murder.

Or is he trying to get Francine wet?

Is he mad because he doesn't like her?

Francine? There's no one softer than Francine.

She lives in a Care Bear world.

Everyone is beautiful. Everyone is nice.

I've never seen a woman so dumb.

Hello.

Don't worry, I come as a friend.

Unlike Cain, I do not suspect you

Because he suspects me?

The way you spoke of Pardo last time.

The great monster of darkness and all that.

That disappoints me.

So your captain would be the kind of guy who only likes his humor?

He must also have trouble with children?

That's the words you find in their books.

Yeah, I know. But hey, between women, we understand each other?

Your instinct as a mother is so obvious

that you would never have risked spending 20 years of your life in prison

and abandoning your five children?

No.

Here, in fact. Earlier, I saw you with Barbet.

I'm counting on you to keep the secret.

If his wife finds out, she'll throw him out.

And I don't want him to come ringing at my door.

Men, I gave and I don't want any more.

Would you be interested in seeing his apartment in Pardo?

You're getting some strange ideas. You're vicious.

Maybe that would give you an idea to contradict Cain?

For me, the stabbing can only be a man. It's a matter of strength.

Villon, he's too old. Barbet, he has an alibi.

That leaves Kevin or Pierre.

Pierre, that show-off?

Behind his show-off, it's the interstellar void.

God knows I don't really want to help him.

But to kill, you need a little courage, don't you think?

Nevertheless, at this time, he is maybe already in custody

confessing.

Chloe, be careful with your brother. He's going to get hurt.

Are you okay?

It's been a long time.

How is Mathilde?

She misses the horse. She misses you too.

She'll go back up with someone else.

It's not very safe to come and drag where Pardo was killed.

If the cops see you, they'll jump on the

adage of the criminal returning to the scene of his crime.

They have already interrogated me. They believed in my innocence.

Good, then.

I think you killed him.

You're still crazy.

Why would I do that?

Maybe you kept investigating without telling me. Did you find any evidence?

If you found things, I want to know.

Aren't you tired of stirring things up?

You destroyed Pardo by accusing him, you ruined our friendship

You might be ruining Catherine and Mathilde's lives.

All this because you insist on wanting a culprit,

because you don't want to admit that Mathilde may have invented everything.

She did not invent everything, I forbid you to say that.

Me, I forbid you to say anything about me

to satisfy your fucking obsession!

Get the fuck out and never come back.

I can't take it anymore Yann. I can't take it anymore.

I'm at the end of my rope. I'll never get out.

I can't take it anymore. I can't take it anymore.

They've been telling each other off, as if they were innocent.

We've been screwed over again.

But that's your sweetness, Borel.

One day, you're going to have to decide to show your fangs.

No disrespect to you captain,

but Lucie, with her motherly instincts who had no children,

didn't get much more with Francine.

Borel.

At the same time, you ask her to show her fangs.

So, don't be surprised afterwards.

Then, you too, Pierre, he saw you coming with your big wheels.

You too, he took you for an idiot.

Well, well.

The only one they didn't mention was Barbet. Why do you think that is?

We bought his alibi a little fast.

Have you ever seen an innocent man give an alibi? Never.

Because alibis are things invented by the guilty.

Come on, faster.

We feel powerful and unattainable.

Faster, faster. Come on, come on.

Did you get the emotions you wanted?

At least it would have been frustrating for a first.

Say, your wife is gorgeous.

I wonder what else you can find in Francine.

Either you're really in love to imagine you're stuck with

the five kids that aren't yours.

Or, you have an idea in the back of your head.

But if I were you, I'd be wary.

Francine, she's a real time bomb.

You're slipping, Cain.

You're preaching falsehood to the true. You are manipulating your witness.

All these methods that do not bear any fruit.

But that's okay, you can't see everything.

You know the watchdogs?

The English invented that, about 10 years ago.

Citizens who help you in your job. Do the same.

Use us as auxiliary police.

We know the residence. We know what happens there when it gets dark.

And I'm sure you haven't discovered

that Pardo was part of a pedophile ring.

Really? You really think so?

Okay, you've convinced me. You're going to come with me to SRPJ.

Do you have any cold drinks? Pretty girls in uniform?

Lie detectors?

You're not far off from a miscarriage of justice, are you?

I trust you. I'm not putting you on the stand.

I arrested someone so that you can release him

as soon as my back is turned.

Mathilde's father has just committed suicide.

Barbet, it will take longer than expected. An errand to run.

For the pistachios, insist.

They never want to take them out, but there are some.

He wanted to shoot himself in the head, he missed.

A miracle, he is still alive.

The firemen arrived in time. He left a letter on the desk.

"I killed Pardo, but his death did not change anything.

I don't have the strength to take it anymore.

I'm sorry, Mathilde, for all the pain that I ended up doing to you.

Sorry, Catherine, for not knowing how to prevent this. I love you."

When he bought the gun. He admitted to me that he wanted to kill Pardo.

He absolutely had to have someone to blame.

I tried to talk him out of it, but I didn't know how.

So I tried to hide the gun.

I didn't hide it very well.

I feel so bad.

Everything fits.

The ballistics, the graphological analysis. This closes the case.

I don't believe it. Chevalier was furious against the justice system, the judges

for having stopped the investigation before having identified

the culprit of Mathilde's rape.

It drives you crazy, but it's not him who killed Pardo.

But his confession says otherwise.

If it was true, why didn't he kill him with his gun?

So you don't believe in suicide either.

Don't you think you're complicating a little bit?

It's always more complicated than we think

behind the appearances, right?

Isn't that what you're trying to tell me?

I think you're in no condition to hear anything.

Doc, it's going to be up to you to decide, we all have a different vision

of the culprit and we're going to end up by killing each other.

What's the killer's MO?

Could it be a woman? An old man?

I don't know. You're the cops. You're the cops.

Here's the autopsy report. I had the body brought out.

What I can say is that there was a violent fight,

that Pardo was stabbed with kitchen knife

and that someone tried to smother him.

I found particles of goose down in his lungs.

But the down fibers

had deeply penetrated the alveoli.

This would tend to suggest that Pardo was still living

when a pillow was placed over his face.

If both occurred at the same time, you are telling us

that the crime was committed by several people.

That would explain these necroses.

Someone was holding her ankles.

So, at least three people were attacking him

at the same time?

One who was stabbing him, another who was holding his ankles.

While a third smothered him with a pillow.

Killing alone is a pain in the ass.

But with several people, it must have been a lot of fun, right?

How did it go? Who's telling?

How did it happen?

You have no proof. We have nothing to do here. You have no right-

- I have every right, Monsieur Villon!

Who was holding his foot? You, Francine?

The pillow over his face, was it Pierre?

The stabbing, Barbet? Or the other way around?

Come here Borel.

Here's Pardo

Who hit him first?

Who gave him the blow to make him fall?

Well?

Did he resist or not?

You want to say something, Kevin?

Is that you? Come on, tell me.

Tell us, was he defending himself?

He was shouting, right? And you, you were shouting louder than him.

Did you hit him to shut him up?

You're going to talk, for God's sake! Here.

Look at this.

I couldn't take it anymore. I wanted to shut him up.

What were you shouting?

You rapist.

I didn't hear you!

Dirty rapist!

And then?

He fell.

Lie down, Borel. Get down!

And the others, where were they?

Kevin, shut up!

No, I can't lie anymore! I can't take it anymore!

It's the truth. We killed Pardo!

No, we didn't.

What isn't true? What's not true?

Come on, cheer up! You usually show off beautifully!

Why not now, huh? But speak up, damn it!

You are being accused and you say nothing?

That's your true nature, isn't it? A doormat!

I wanted to help Kevin. I thought-

- What? That Pardo was gonna kill Kevin? He was on the floor, Pardo.

Did he look like he was going to kill Kevin? Just tell the truth for once!

You were the one who took the pillow,, and you pressed it to his face.

I hated it. I just didn't want him to hurt the kids anymore.

That's it! And Barbet, he held his feet.

No, it was me. I don't know why I did it.

He was struggling and I took his feet so that he wouldn't move.

And Pierre hit him with the knife. It was horrible!

So, Barbet. It might be time to make a confession, right?

What confession? I wasn't there.

We had often talked about it with him, but that night, he wasn't there.

Whose idea was this?

One day, Barbet came to see me.

He told me that a pedophile had just arrived in the residence

and I went crazy.

I had never told anyone.

A friend of my parents raped me for years.

Then Barbet invited me to Antoine's at poker nights.

I would see Pardo's lit windows and it drove me even crazier.

One day they asked me if it would make me happy to get even.

I said yes.

Francine said we'd do it together. I said okay.

But we weren't supposed to kill him,

just scare him.

So, what crime are you going to accuse me of, Captain?

Of taking the confidence of one of my students?

Of having introduced him to Pierre and Francine?

Or of having mentioned the danger of a notorious pedophile?

They didn't need me to do what they did.

And I even admit to you that sometimes,

I regret not having participated.

Was I strong enough? Now, you calm down.

Barbet may be the king of the fuckers, but there's nothing we can do about it.

He manipulated them. It was he who lit the fuse.

He's a dangerous cynic

and you want me to let him go free?

Carsenti, Barbet. But what do you have against me?

You don't trust me anymore? I'm a bad cop, right?

Answer me, damn it!

Didn't you follow your buddy Moretti?

I'm still following you. Did you miss it?

Barbet screwed me,

but I have every intention of finding what he's hiding.

And the answer can only be there.

Gentlemen.

So, anything new?

There's some conflicting stuff.

These children are the victims of old cases.

Rapes never proven, I have myself followed some of them.

and I double-checked all the others, Pardo, every time, was far away.

But it's weird.

In his memos,

he sought to trace the of everyone involved

for the last three years.

I don't know how he amassed all that, but it's a huge job.

What if we had been influenced by the rumor mill, too?

If Pardo had ever been part of a pedophile ring,

he was looking for prey.

But what if he had been tracking a pedophile ring?

Why the fuck didn't I think of that?

Would

have been taken as proof that Pardo was a rapist actually means the opposite?

Pardo who has a dismissal for lack of evidence.

But he is the only one who knows that he did not rape Mathilde.

And he too is not satisfied with the court decision

because he knows the girl well.

He knows that she lied by accusing him, but he is persuaded, like her father,

that she was indeed raped.

He simply designated a false culprit,

probably out of fear of the real one.

So the real culprit has not been arrested.

Pardo suffers the situation of his friends, his family.

It's eating away at him.

The police closed the investigation, he takes it for his account.

He exhumes recent cases, he tracks down suspects,

he accumulates clues.

If he doesn't go to the police,

it's because he hasn't yet put his hand on the culprit.

Or that he has a suspect but no evidence.

It is necessarily among the people who have been in contact with Mathilde at Cassy

during these last years.

Barbet was an equestrian center instructor in Cassy until a year ago.

We are going to need you and your daughter,

of your courage to both.

Did you get the same news as we did about your husband?

I saw him this morning, he has not regained consciousness,

but the doctors are optimistic.

We need to know if Yann Barbet was part of your daughter's entourage

at the time of the tragedy?

Yann? Yes, we were very close. He was one of our best friends.

But at the time of the rape, Franck suspected him and they fell out.

We have every reason to believe that your husband was right.

Mathilde's assailant is without doubt Barbet.

Had your husband seen him again recently?

Yes.

A few days before his suicide, but I don't know why.

He wanted to kill Franck and make believe he had committed suicide?

If Barbet went to such lengths to protect himself, it's because he's afraid.

He must certainly be guilty of much more

than Mathilde's rape.

I had the files of Pardo transferred to the SRPJ

to have them analyzed.

We can't let this criminal go free one more day.

What the hell, we got nothing to hold him on?

Yeah, he's really smart.

He left no clues in the murder of Chevalier.

He managed not to be denounced by the other three.

His only weakness is children, his sexual urges,

when he can't hold back anymore.

It is on this that we are going to catch him in flagrante.

Even if we put him under constant surveillance

it will take weeks, even months.

We'll set a trap for him.

Pardo had listed a hidden site for pedophiles.

I'm sure Barbet has logged on.

We'll lure him with a fake ad, a fake child.

But that's completely illegal.

Not if it's a truck.

Go for it.

Dimples.

Small nose.

What if we put bangs on it?

I'll try that. Let's put the bangs? Yeah.

Nice.

Send.

There's too many connections.

It's going too fast. Make the exchanges last,

I don't have time to compare the IP addresses.

Damn, I got one. Go ahead, track that connection first.

He flashed on Gala's profile. He seems rushed and elusive.

He's been logging in for three times, and then logging out again.

Yes. It's probably him. You're on a floating address,

but I'm smarter than you, Yann Barbet.

He's hooked.

Shit.

He smelled the trap. He should have been there a long time ago.

He's not coming anymore, damn it.

Shit, shit, shit.

Oh, fuck. There he is.

Vehicle approaching.

Don't move. We want him on the hook.

Go, go, go.

Get the fuck in.

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

Come on, kid, come on.

You're not Gala.

Yes.

It's good.

You can finally tell the truth. Everyone will believe you. OKAY?

Do you recognize him?

It's Yann, my riding instructor.

Is the one I promised you to find ?

Yes.

It is Mathilde.

I arrest you for the rape of Mathilde, the attempted murder of Chevalier

and the complicity of murder on that of Pardo.

And I promise you that we will not let you go

until we have found all your other victims.

In the end, you would have been better off killing Pardo with the others.

It would have been the same price at the assizes.

And you would have had that little pleasure that you will always miss.

Well, I hope she gets better, now that she's told the truth.

By the way, I too owe you some truths.

Carsenti was like my brother when we were teenagers.

We did all the crap together.

And if it wasn't for him, I'd probably be dead by now.

When I was 17, he saved me from an overdose.

The cops investigated. He turned himself in for me.

He said he was the one who supplied me with dope. That's it.

So you know absolutely everything about me. I don't have any secrets for you anymore.

No, I'm sure I still have a lot of things to discover.

But hey, I'll do everything I can to be worthy of your trust.

What's to stop you from using this

to make fun of me every chance you get.

I also know you on the tips of my fingers, for example,

I know that you won't like it if I tell you

that I haven't erased my feelings for him.

If I tell you that I'm glad he's out.

Are you saying that Moretti released him for you?

It's for you. He's protecting you.

Two weeks ago, Moretti discovered that

Ben was supplying the Zuycker family with coke and buying from Carsenti.

He's doing it for the money, for being on a par with Amandine.

You didn't want to hear it or he didn't dare to tell you,

I don't know.

Moretti found out, Ben confided to him.

And he wanted to solve the problem by sparing you.

I know you're running to Ben, but take it out on me first.

How could you betray me like that?

I didn't betray you, I helped you

By thinking you were his father instead of me and not telling me.

With your prejudices and your stupid reactions.

You didn't understand what Ben was going through. He couldn't talk to you.

He needed you. He was confused.

And you, you were there like that, by chance.

Do you realize what he must have thought of me?

Do you realize

that he must consider me as a real shit, now!

I made him understand as best I could.and reframed him.

And what did you say to him to get him back on track?

Did you tell him not to hang out with that bitch

and that family that is sinking him?

And releasing his dealer was for him to stop dealing?

Commandants de Vergnes and Sabatier, police des polices.