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(Music).

The crane operator pulled the body out of the water at dawn.

He confused high air with deep water.

Pierre Darbois, a man who made a success of his life and his death.

Darbois? He's the director

of Boat Refit, the company that repairs yachts

since the conversion of the shipyards.

I'm interested in sailing, didn't I tell you?

I've bought myself a little fishing boat, 7.80 metres, one berth...

His bottles were closed.

He should have drowned but his lungs didn't swallow a drop of water.

That means he didn't die in the water.

No kidding?

Looks like he died from repeated beatings.

Given the rigidity of the tissue, I'd say last night around 11pm.

The killer probably wanted to drown him on the high seas, but he was drowned.

forced to dispose of the body here and the corpse foolishly

on the chain.

He did it in a hurry.

No doubt the crime was not premeditated.

Or he was surprised.

And Legrand, where is he?

Last tanker launched at La Ciotat.

Yes, Mr Prefect.

I understand that.

Since the closure of the construction sites, the small town has plunged into chaos.

A hundred or so diehards have gone on strike.

They were led by Loup Rossi, an enraged trade unionist, who supported

the takeover of the site by Mr Darbois' company and who was

to use the existing infrastructure.

Very good.

It used to smell like sweat in here.

Big men were machining sheet metal on the super tankers.

Then came the strike.

105 diehard workers occupied the site for two days.

years to keep it from being turned into a marina.

They won in the end.

Now it's shining.

It smells of luxury and relaxation.

Nice uniforms, pretty matelotes.

I like this survey already.

Commander! What brings you here?

The call of the open sea or the taste of blood?

The desire for sunshine and my Monday dose of Cain.

You've recruited my deputy as your driver or you're going to bed

already together?

La Ciotat is just recovering from the conflict of the 105.

The prefect asked me to keep him personally informed about this matter.

Captain.

So, did you enjoy your dinner?

If you'd won the bet, I'd have spent the evening with you.

You're wrong.

You cheated to be with him.

That's why you're here, to show off the beginning of your romance.

I'm here for you, to find out how you feel.

I'm not happy about Tina's death,

that's not how I wanted the story to end.

I would have liked to understand why.

How she came to murder Moretti.

On the other hand, the nightmare is finally over.

I imagine his disappearance will free me.

Involved in a murder scandal.

You've sullied our name!

You betrayed your family!

It was self-defence.

I was cleared.

Cain told the truth.

The judges' place is on Olympus and you've rolled around in it.

helping that lousy cop.

You don't understand, I saved a man's life.

Rossi. I manage the site for the city.

What kind of crazy story is this?

Was Darbois really murdered?

It's terrible!

Yes, especially for him.

It's going to bring back the vampires of capitalism who bet on the

and have dollars for eyes.

Because you thought they were gone?

These yachts aren't the symbol of fair trade.

Darbois was an ultra-liberal.

Who spent his time on holiday.

His last trip was last week.

Santo Domingo.

That's what I was saying, the bosses spend all their time in

gilding their lily.

That's why we love them.

In any case, the killer must have known him well.

He used his passion for diving to try and get to the bottom of it.

disguise the crime.

What have you been doing since this morning?

You'll have to tell me what's wrong, Borel.

Mr Rossi,

This strike must have left its mark.

I'm sure if we look around a bit, we'll find some workers who

didn't like this Darbois.

You're wrong, he was very popular.

That's probably why he was killed.

A certain Berthier, licensed for serious misconduct on

last week and recycled at the mooring.

I'll let you call me when you have news.

Get me that Berthier, grand beau.

It couldn't have been a workman who did it.

Why did he do it? To be part of the

working class immune to crime?

You're one of the 105, Mr Rossi.

You were even number 1.

Isn't that right?

Yes, I am.

I fought for the old guys to be rehired as

everyone else.

You were right, this site is a real renaissance.

You were fired for breaking a piece of carbon with a hammer.

That's a serious offence.

That must have been very hard on you.

I imagine you must have told him how you felt.

A worker who makes a mistake can only blame himself.

It would have made me want to kill myself.

Are you crazy?

Last night I was at La Sirène, the old-timers' bar.

There are plenty of guys who can testify.

Were there many of you before the construction sites closed?

2,000 for 25 years.

It's like a big family.

And Rossi is the dad.

Anyway, he's the one who reassigned me here.

With a big pay cut.

It still hurts a bit.

I don't care about the money.

Dignity is what counts.

Dignity, my ass!

He doesn't say half of what he knows.

He's scared to death.

Either at the thought of spending the rest of his life in prison...

Or he's afraid of Rossi.

I'm going to take him to La Sirène.

Are you interested in the suspects' alibis?

That's a new one!

No, Borel.

This must be where their big family meets and I sniff

the smell of secrecy.

Meanwhile, you're picking up whatever you can on the docks.

I'm not against you, Sir Cain.

Believe me, you're looking in the wrong direction.

If you know the murderer, tell me. It will save time.

You're a good cop.

You don't need me.

Excuse me, Lou.

I'm in trouble.

My daughter is breaking up and moving back home.

Come and see me this afternoon.

I'll get you a truck and wire you some money.

I'll get you a truck.

Is this the den of traitors?

Yes, this is it.

You left the movement and you treated yourself to that coffee with

your redundancy pay.

Are you the shortened cop?

Yes, things get known very quickly in La Ciotat.

Doesn't it?

Monsieur Berthier said he was here last night.

That may be true, but I mostly needed to meet

someone who doesn't repeat everything that Rossi says.

Rossi would like to divide the world in two, the heroes and the traitors.

But Rossi didn't say anything, we came up with it on our own.

I have nothing against you, Berthier.

You know it.

My son's friends will always be welcome here.

But Rossi, it's no secret, helps only those who are left behind

to the end of the strike.

The others...

I thought he had all the old people rehired.

You bet!

He tried to convince people that yachts would be nice.

But they only employ skilled people, designers and IT people.

Those who don't have the training, young or old, are stuck in the water.

Is this your son?

Yes, it's Gino.

And he stayed in the water, as well?

Yes.

Is Cain telling the truth?

You and Lucie?

No.

I've been thinking about it and I don't think it would be a good idea.

Why don't you?

Lucy and Cain are made for each other.

They play the game of delaying the moment

they want to tell each other.

I'd be you, I wouldn't put my foot in it.

Hang on, hang on! Someone's in there.

Maybe Rossi was pretending to get along with

Darbois to manipulate him and use him?

How does he help people?

Is there still a strike fund?

It's not illegal.

We're police too, we've got our pots of money.

We have to show solidarity.

If Rossi has to stifle revolts so that the building sites

and he has the means to do it...

If you want to see her sing, you'll have to come back.

Morgane starts at 5pm.

Yes, boss.

We've checked the surveillance cameras.

They were cut off exactly yesterday evening at the time of the crime.

Is that why you call me, Borel? Find the one who did it

and you can call me back.

That's why I'm calling you.

Legrand has found him, he's the night watchman.

He's hiding in a container.

Borel ?

Don't move.

Well done, Legrand.

I heard you found him.

Do you know what happened, Stein?

Yes. And that the cops arrested Gino too.

Do you realise that he can fuck things up at every level?

I don't want to encroach on your domain, but we're bound to get along

if we want to keep the shipyards going.

There's something else, isn't there?

You hate me for something else.

Risking messing up my work, that's good enough.

I'm warning you, if one of us goes down, I swear to you...

I won't be the first.

You're crazy!

Why would I want to kill Darbois?

I didn't give a shit about the guy, I hardly knew him.

Cut the bullshit, we did our homework.

Everyone saw you driving his Jaguar and getting on his yacht.

when he had parties.

I met your father.

The truth is you didn't put up with him betraying the cause.

of the 105 and you were ashamed of him.

Darbois was your new dad.

At first I was attracted to him, I won't deny it.

Money, easy girls...

I was doing him favours and making him laugh, I fell down

into it.

I was his jester.

It didn't last long, he quickly threw me out.

He wanted to fire you like Berthier so you decided on him

give you a beating to get back at him and cut out the cameras.

But that's stupid!

Would you have done that?

That's the last thing I would have done if I wanted to kill him.

The system must be broken, the cameras cut themselves off.

You're being funny and you're being sentimental.

That's not going to clear you, good man.

From one day to the next, Darbois treated me like shit.

I erased him from my memory.

Not only had Darbois discovered the camera cuts,

but he had realised that it often happened after the arrival of the camera.

of certain yachts.

Like the Melody three months ago and the Jupiter 48 hours ago.

An informer was reporting to him.

They're all on yellow paper and with the same spelling mistakes.

Find me that informant, fissa.

In the meantime, Gino lied.

Things are getting complicated, Gino.

You've got to stop talking rubbish.

Darbois was hot on your heels and he knew about your little trick with

the cameras.

It doesn't prove that I killed him.

That's what the judge will think.

It's time to tell the truth.

No ?

I was getting my stuff.

I don't traffic much, it's all about getting by.

We do what we can in this shitty town.

Sometimes I cut the cameras.

When I receive clients.

It doesn't fit, you don't have the bling of a drug dealer,

your shoes are worthless.

Who are you playing for?

Nobody.

I don't believe you.

On the docks, there's no police, there's no customs.

It's a paradise for drug dealers.

You don't have the shoulders, you're dealing for Rossi.

Nothing happens there without him knowing about it.

I put this together myself, I'm telling you.

How do I have to tell you?

One night I met a captain and we got high together.

He tasted my shit, laughed at me and offered to help.

That's how the traffic started, that's all.

Saying that is accusing you of the murder of Darbois.

It's a bit stupid if you lie.

I like you, Gino.

I don't judge your drug dealing and drug addiction.

You've been there.

I know Ben's story.

The roller-cop's son caught in a drug case

still makes all the drug dealers in Marseille laugh.

You're right about my father.

When my mother left us in full during the strike,

I became the good-for-nothing son of a traitor.

Without a job, my only prospect to get by became this traffic.

When Rossi found out, he offered to help you.

In exchange, you contribute to his slush fund.

Damn! You're heavy!

You're holding out one hand to push me down with the other.

I'm telling you Rossi had nothing to do with this.

What do you do with your money if you're on your own?

I'm keeping it, I want to buy back La Sirène.

My father is at the end of his rope and I want him to retire.

I want to turn it into a fashionable place, that will be his revenge.

I can't tell what's right and what's wrong with this kid.

One second you want to protect him, the next you want to slap him.

You're fixated on Rossi.

You want to stuff yourself with the hero of the strike who kept all his humility?

Humble, Rossi?

No, anything but that.

Perfidious, yes.

Let's free Gino.

Either he leads us to his stock and to his sponsors,

or he wants to flee, it accuses him and we arrest him.

These are your methods.

For once, I encourage them.

For once, I've changed my methods.

I prefer to keep Gino on ice and deal directly with God.

than with one of his saints.

Gino's arrest report.

Thank you, Gino.

You're very welcome.

What a recruit!

Perfect in every way.

He has ideas, he follows procedure, he saves your life.

Are you tempted?

What about it? The procedure?

No.

To be in his place?

You never let go.

You don't give up either.

Why do you find my love life so tingling?

I just want to know if you're in tune with yourself.

If you want to kid me, you know you won't succeed.

I don't need Legrand for that.

As for my intentions, I don't know them myself.

I'm sure you'll manage to make it your four o'clock.

Want to bet?

This time, it's you who'll be inviting me to dinner.

Do you have a copy of the reports on yellow paper?

Here they are.

Lucie. What can I do for you?

You're going to accompany Cain, he needs you.

He has just left with Borel.

Don't leave him.

Lieutenant, a word from Cain for you.

Stay with Lucie, she needs you.

Even if she says otherwise, I know her.

How can you push them together?

I don't understand why you're doing this.

Lucie and you, it's like an explosion of light.

Legrand, it's not even a switch.

No, Borel.

Not you!

You're not going to start!

Here's the contribution to the 105 fund.

The coffers must be empty, Rossi has nothing left to give you.

His drug dealing has been discovered, no more money coming in.

Take it! No ?

What's all this about?

Honestly, do I look like a drug dealer?

We got our hands on your dealer, Gino. Paulo's son.

Cut the crap.

The conflict has created a stir in the innermost recesses of La Ciotat.

If you throw oil on the fire, it's going to blow up in all your faces.

You've already had trouble getting the old-timers to accept yachts,

when they discover that La Ciotat and the quays have become

a hub thanks to you...

Gino, his father and I, we're on the outs.

The kid could be up to no good, I don't want to know.

You, the little father from La Ciotat, you charge Gino?

How daring!

The kid is fragile.

When he finds out, he won't hesitate to rat you out.

It wasn't me who put him up in the containers or that he

employed him to look after Boat Refit.

Is that Catherine Stein?

Yes.

This is Darbois' assistant.

We interviewed her this morning, but she didn't tell us anything.

Fifth message.

Stop acting like a child, Fred, it only amuses you.

Call me back. He'll never call back.

Lucie, if I agreed to join your SRPJ, it was for you.

Not for him.

Give me a team and I'll work under you.

We can't do that.

Then take me directly as your deputy.

I'm sure I'll be useful.

Daniel, finish the control sheet.

Paul, are you on the Atinette plan?

I know who you are.

Yes, I'm an object of fantasy.

I know who you are too.

Catherine Stein.

30 years old, Swiss citizen and recruited a year ago on a

construction site in Dubai.

Why didn't you say that you were hosting Gino?

Because you didn't ask me.

You offered him a roof over his head in exchange for what?

Supply you with coke?

As soon as I arrived, my boss had made me aware of this traffic.

He asked me to put a stop to it.

And you didn't tell the authorities?

I was hoping to get hold of the culprits.

I couldn't do it.

I'm just a little Swiss girl.

Here, Florence, the control sheet.

How about a minute's silence for your boss?

A day of mourning for your boss?

Maintenance contracts expire at the end of the month.

Thank you for your time.

If I want the captains of yachts to sign up for next year,

now is the time to prove we're the best.

Damn!

You've just thrown away eight hours of work.

And you can't fire me like Berthier.

I was all for getting rid of Berthier.

I'm asked for a big turnover, not to do social work.

Are you all right, Borel?

I'm all right.

This is a treacherous machine.

I could board every yacht that arrived 48 hours before the

night of the murder until the investigation is complete, which would

would block your sites.

The Jupiter, for example.

It won't bother me.

I'll leave, I have no ties.

I meet my goals here and there and my rating goes up.

I'll sell elsewhere.

I don't think you'd dare do that, your bosses wouldn't be happy.

Politicians obey the powers of money,

you know that.

All of Marx is in its place.

I'm off to reread Capital to see how it ends.

Marx? Never heard of him.

You must be talking about an old world, Captain.

If I had been the killer, I would have murdered her.

Hello, Sir.

What's going on ?

Investigation for the death of Darbois, the investigation.

God bless him.

Do you have any leads?

I'm working on it.

I work hard.

I think story of traffic.

You know ?

Sorry. I don't understand.

All yachts, illegal money.

Women, Russian, weapons, Kalachnikov.

That's wrong.

You can get on the yacht and search.

No, I've seen your team.

Lustre all the plastics, the chrome.

I know, I won't find anything.

Do you have a letter rogatory?

A legal right ?

No, but I have a little judge.

I preferred to pass, it was easier.

Here's your letter rogatory for the seals as you told me

requested.

Thank you.

I owe you that much.

I wanted to thank you for depositing on my behalf.

Just to return the favour, you saved my life by

neutralising Tina.

It's incredible...

It's incredible, I have no remorse.

I thought I was going to have a terrible time and, in fact...

I don't even mind his death.

Careful you don't get a taste for it.

That's a terrible thing to say.

Do you feel remorse, you?

When I think I wanted to get rid of you.

That's all in the past, we make a good team now.

I'm teamed up with Lucie Delambre, the commander.

But we appreciate your help.

Anyway, don't hesitate to ask me anything.

I've been given carte blanche by the prosecutor to follow your investigation.

You should hold your captain better.

He asked me for a commission for a yacht seal.

That's going to get us in trouble in high places.

I know, I've just had a call from the prefect.

And you didn't refuse?

He had all the elements to oblige me.

Look, he's your subordinate.

It's up to you to reason with him and counter him before he calls me.

Use your authority, Lucie. He needs it.

I'll never get used to that judge.

I don't know why, I don't like him.

It's because he saved my life.

I find him efficient.

No more begging the proc' to get our business done.

Yeah, that's the point.

You should have told me about these seals before.

Why did you go over my head?

It wouldn't have made any difference, you're still following me.

I'm not following you.

I've got the Prefect on my back because of your bullshit.

We've identified Darbois' informant.

It's Berthier.

This is his handwriting and I have his address.

Let's go.

OK, thanks.

Well, the surgeon has just put him into an induced coma.

The prognosis is not life-threatening, but we don't know what condition he's in

will come out of it.

He knew things and they wanted to shut him up.

He saw the murderer.

That's why he was dying of trouble when we questioned him.

It was just an accident.

The driver says she didn't even have time to see him go by.

under his wheels.

He was pushed under his wheels.

The street was empty.

And according to the blood tests done at the hospital, he was on

antidepressants. It could very well be

be suicide.

I doubt it.

Why don't you ever want to face the obvious?

I'm going to ask you again.

The search of Berthier's house.

He was depressed, that man.

Look at his stock of anxiolytics and psychotropic drugs.

And, even more bizarrely, there were zero prescriptions.

Oh yes, I found that too.

The same note we found in the victim's office the other day.

Chrysalis. Friday, 8 o'clock.

Entomologist convention, wellness fair or shrink conference :

you have three days to find out what it is.

It's all from the port pharmacy?

Yes.

On the way.

I'm going to find Chrysalis.

Good idea, (inaudible).

It's just a relaxant.

And then you pay me tomorrow.

Alright? Have a nice day.

Bye.

Hello.

Hello. Doctors save you

and leave you to suffer.

I could use something to ease my pain.

Do you have a prescription?

What do you usually take?

Tramadol.

That's a big one.

That's good.

That's what you often gave Berthier.

Berthier used to come here to treat his arthritis and his troubled soul.

That was all.

Since he didn't have enough money to consult,

sometimes I did him a favour by giving him medicine.

And playing doctor?

No. Exactly, no.

Berthier came to see me yesterday.

He had heard about opiate sleeping pills.

But I found him too bad to take the

risk giving it to him.

So I sent him home, and I'll have to blame myself for the rest of my life.

You're the Mother Teresa of anti-anxiety drugs.

What exactly are you looking for?

Berthier probably witnessed a murder and, the next day,

he throws himself under a car.

You have to admit the coincidence is disturbing.

Borel! Come here!

Can I ask you for the key to your flat, on the first floor?

We don't have a commission and I'd hate to

the door.

Of course I will.

Do you breed butterflies?

A passion for beauty.

Papilio glaucus, half male, half female.

It's convenient.

I found a nice passport.

Last holiday in Santo Domingo.

Like the late master (inaudible).

You'll have to talk, Miss, if you don't want to visit

our own little paradise.

Illegal practice of medicine is, at the very least, 10 years.

With a total ban on practising your profession.

I did have an affair with Darbois.

Ephemeral.

Like the butterfly.

A mistake.

I thought he'd get me out of my love desert but,

once I got to Saint-Domingue, I realised that

I had gone with him for the wrong reasons.

And I came home early, because we're incompatible.

‘Incompatible enough to make him disappear?

I had nothing to do with his death.

That's crazy, me neither.

This is Gino.

But I'm stupid, you know each other.

Am I more suspicious?

Depends on what you tell me.

Berthier went under a car last night.

As far as I'm concerned, it was Clothilde who pumped her full of pills.

She was in love with Darbois.

And Rossi?

Nonsense, she was in love with Rossi!

That's news.

Thanks, Gino.

What have you done now to piss me off?

A woman.

Come on, let's drink to heartbreak.

Paulo! It's quite confidential.

I didn't see it the first time.

But if you look closely at this picture, you'll see that it's not a photo.

recognise each other.

Do you think you'll find the murderer in the people pages of La Ciotat?

If the people pages of La Ciotat concern my murderer,

why not?

So, which one of you left the other one?

You know love stories can't be explained too

as in your investigations.

I wish that were true.

But you're right, love stories,

it's complex.

Since the Garden of Eden, people have been jealous of each other,

lie to each other, deceive each other and kill each other because they deceive each other.

Mr Rossi, for example, he killed Darbois because he was jealous.

And Berthier saw you.

More perversely, you used Berthier to kill him.

Even more diabolical, Monsieur Rossi used you,

Clothilde, to seduce and win over Darbois.

You're delirious.

Why would he do that?

So that Darbois would turn a blind eye to his drug dealing?

There's something broken with you, Cain... Or do you let

too much room for your lowest moments.

Paulo, I'm sorry.

I had hoped that Mr Rossi would confess.

But he's not willing to do it, obviously.

So I'm going to have to defer your son, Gino.

And he'll pay for everyone.

Gentlemen, ladies.

Cain is full of shit.

Time to make up, Paulo.

We've done enough damage

with our bickering, don't you think?

So, do something so that Gino is released.

I'm sure he had nothing to do with it.

They'll find out and let him go.

You don't think I'm responsible, do you?

All I know is that you corrupted him.

You and your Darbois.

And I pray it wasn't Gino who ended up doing something stupid.

So you don't like my intuitions any more?

On the contrary.

It's because I love them that I ask you for more.

Jealousy and threesomes don't necessarily lead to crime.

It's true that you've become an expert on the subject.

What are you talking about?

Legrand.

You've got a nerve.

You're the one pushing me towards him.

Legrand, come and enlighten us.

What are you doing?

Since you don't believe me, I'm going to prove to you that this

slush fund exists.

Ah, Borel, come too, please.

Empty your pockets.

This is the change Paulo gave me.

And this is from the petrol pump.

Sandwiches, yesterday lunchtime.

The florist this morning.

All the same.

Two staple holes.

Right there.

Half of the notes that circulate in the corner come from

all from the same place.

I know it sounds extravagant, but Rossi organized the city

around his traffic.

And Darbois and Clothilde have something to do.

But you have no proof.

And we have a suspect here, Gino.

Has Gino revealed where his dope is?

Did we find anything?

So we don't have any more evidence against Gino.

Well, you double the numbers and then, you get your hands on it.

And that's it. Berthier is out of his coma.

That's the spirit.

I'll take you for a walk.

Where to?

You're going to make Berthier talk.

He won't say anything to me.

But you can do it.

Think about it, if you're innocent, as you say, there's only him

who can exonerate you.

Well, then?

Shit... Fucking teddy bear,

What the hell did you do there?

Shit, teddy bear.

Tell him I had nothing to do with Darbois' death.

To pin this on me, that's stupid.

If you saw someone, you have to say so.

Stop acting so stupid.

Can you hear me?

Teddy, that's not...

Come on, I don't want to spend my life in jail, do you understand that?

It's not...

Fucking bastards.

Bear, listen to me.

Only you can clear me, OK? Can you hear me?

Help me!

What are you talking about, Gino? ‘The

bastards’? What did you see

in his eyes?

What do you think is wrong with him?

A neurological disorder that leads to confusion and memory loss.

Your father will say no more.

What's in his eyes?

His pupils are completely dilated.

I've never seen that in accidental trauma.

At the limit, in some drug addicts.

Who are the bastards, Gino? Do you know who did this to him?

I don't know who did it!

The bastards are all of you!

It's you, it's those who are taking the piss out of us!

Yes ?

Stunia, I'd like some more analysis on Berthier.

I'm not sure what got him into this state.

36 hours after the shock?

I doubt I'll find anything new.

No, I don't want the new, I want clarity in the old,

Elisabeth. So zoom in,

Elisabeth.

They say there's a lot going on here. That's why the cops,

are after you.

Would you have let drugs into our house?

Accepting yachts, that's why.

Becoming a delinquent.

Anyway, guys, how long have we known each other?

How can you think that about me?

Honestly!

You always talked about solidarity and the union.

The money from the fund would be illegal?

Tell us the truth.

Yes, but put yourself in his place, too. He, who sweated blood for you.

To save your jobs.

All this, while explaining to you that repairing gentlemen's yachts

the richest men on the planet, didn't go against your

fight against capitalism.

Something had to be done, when you were left on the sidelines.

You had to be financed.

We had to buy your goodwill.

So yes, when he was offered a few kilos of drugs,

he had to say yes.

Because he was stuck.

So much so that when Darbois found out, he had to be silenced.

It wasn't him who killed Darbois.

I'm the one who did it.

Me too, I confess.

I'm the one who killed Darbois.

I did it too.

I see.

Do you want to put this city to fire and brimstone?

That's not clever.

You know, workers' solidarity, it's not an empty word.

Captain, where are you?

I saw your car in the car park.

Meet me in Hangar 7.

I found out where Gino stashed his dope.

But there's a bug.

Is that it? Is that it?

Gino only has three pounds to sell.

I really searched everywhere.

Three kilos is about 200,000 euros.

The fund that waters all this little world is bound to be better endowed than that,

guys.

What the fuck?

Money doesn't come from drugs.

But from where, then?

Right, we need to go through the whole account' of your (inaudible) again.

I've done the math five times now.

Construction site services are on average charged at 10%.

more expensive than in the whole Mediterranean area.

And what makes the difference, is the consultancy fees.

Three times a year for 1.5 million euros.

Nothing Consulting, based in Santo Domingo.

Darbois's favourite destination.

A trip every three months.

That would mean that Darbois was embezzling money that he

sent to the islands by buying fake services from the design office?

A transfer, a place, a Nothing Consulting.

The following week, Darbois takes a plane...

Santo Domingo. There he empties the account.

Conscientious little hands aggravate the notes.

A boat collects the cash, crosses the Atlantic.

Strait of Gibraltar.

Arriving at La Ciotat, we're spraying the town with all these

small notes.

This is the financial circuit, the real one, of the petrol till.

The embezzlement is definitely linked to the murder of Darbois.

Or Rossi wanted more and Darbois refused.

Darbois was tired of the quest and wanted to stop.

Well, now that we have the origin of the funds and we've checked the outlets,

you're going to ask your friend the judge for a rogatory commission for

search Rossi's house.

You two form the team and get ready.

I'd like to release Gino, if you're still up for it

with your first idea.

I know he loves you. I know he loves you

and that he will listen to you.

Teach him a lesson.

Tell him to stop his traffic.

If he doesn't, I'll have to turn his case over to the DEA.

You're free to go.

No charges have been brought against you.

Gino? My boss lacks a sense of humour.

She kept your file, and if you do it again...

So drop the dope.

That was my intention.

Anyway, you've taken everything from me, haven't you?

How do you convince your customers to pay 10% more than anywhere else?

I too was stunned when I discovered this.

I thought Darbois had a double life in Santo Domingo.

You knew about his system and you let it happen?

At the risk of ruining your career?

No. If the yachts come back,

it's because they're there.

The crews love La Ciotat.

I'm not risking anything.

A round of drinks!

My son!

They've set you free!

A new life begins!

My son!

Come here, come here!

It's 6 p.m. and you seem to see an aurora.

Do you have a heart, Catherine Stein?

You've started to play at righting wrongs by sealing things up.

Go all the way, shut down the yards and put me in jail.

But you still won't have your murderer locked up.

Who's the murderer?

Do you still suspect me?

You or Rossi.

Or both.

If I put you together in a small cage of three square metres,

what would happen?

There would be a new corpse.

No more hitting the stooges, you and me.

Do you understand that?

It's gone.

It's dead, I'm going to buy this bar back.

I'm going to give you the cabaret you deserve.

Do you remember your nickname when you were 15?

Gino Corleone, you had exactly the same dreams.

And you followed yours.

That's why I respect you.

That's why I admire you.

You know what else?

This time it's my fucking turn!

We're going to blow it up!

Legrand is with Stein driving towards you.

Rejoice, Lucie.

I'll call you back as soon as Rossi is in the box.

I know what they said about you, dad. I know what they said about me.

I've been the biggest of assholes, but I've learned.

My father, there, that man is a good guy.

I love you, Dad, you're a good man!

I'm proud of you, I'm proud of him!

After Stein, it was my turn.

Come, I've prepared what you're looking for.

Say, he paid dearly for social peace, Darbois.

I have scrupulously recorded all the money coming in.

The one from solidarity, the one from the unions, and...

A poor evolutionary on construction site activity.

It's Robin Hood.

So who's going to complain?

As you can see, I haven't made a penny.

Yes, that's quite exemplary.

You prefer to charge yourself with concealment of misappropriation

of corporate assets

and tax fraud, rather than be suspected of embezzlement

a single euro from the till.

Why are you showing me all this?

You're a bit slow today. Have you got a flat tyre?

You're obsessed with the Darbois murder.

Now, it's cahier prouf that I didn't kill him.

I would never have made the goose that lays the golden eggs disappear.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

Yes ?

He wasn't in his normal state.

He took my gun and my car.

I don't know where he was going, but he's going to do something stupid.

That's for sure!

Don't move, I'll take care of it.

Yes, yes...

Yes, Captain?

Legrand, I'm going to need you.

Never mind about Stein.

Drop her and meet me at the shipyard.

A little hiccup.

Enjoy this respite, I won't be long.

A toast and all that.

Get up! Make an effort,

Fuck! I know what they did to you.

I know what they did.

I will avenge you, teddy bear.

I will avenge you!

Search the whole yard, I'm going to the siren.

(Music).