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Good evening, Mr. Kessel.

ZONE 1 RESTRICTED ACCESS

In pursuit of a Zone-2 black vehicle.

Scanned 7 minutes ago by Alma drones.

The driver is failing to cooperate and has no bracelet.

He's heading to the north checkpoint. He may ram through.

Evacuate immediately.

Evacuate!

Pull over!

Get out!

Stop!

Stop!

All units, second man fleeing. Second man fleeing!

I'm losing him! He's heading to Zone 3.

I'm gonna fucking lose him!

All units, Zone 3. Man broken through.

Six foot, Caucasian, hoody. Cal, you hear me?

- You read me, Cal? - Sending in drones.

No!

Fuck, no!

Good morning, Zem. It's 8 a.m.

You slept for only 563 minutes and 12 seconds.

For your health, don't neglect sleep.

Last night a van tried to break through the north checkpoint

between Zone 2 and Zone 3.

This seems to be linked

to Georges Kessel's assassination in Zone 1.

Kessel was the inventor of the Alma Al program,

which has helped to revolutionize police investigations,

increasing the number of cases being solved by 70%.

Let us hear from Secretary of the Interior Théo Rimarval.

Minister, do you know any more

about the attackers?

For the moment,

we re overwhelmed with sadness.

Out of respect for the family,

I'll be making no statements yet.

Are there emergency measures in place?

As [ said, now is a time for emotion. There'll be time for action.

- Delivery. - Hold on.

But this will not go unpunished, believe me.

Do you suspect Jon Mafram and Breakwalls?

There are people violently opposed to Alma.

/It seems that, today,

these terrorists have decided to opt for sheer horror.

Good morning. Your ID, please.

Zem Brecht, code C51, B86.

Can you confirm the following address? Zone 3, Sector 18.

I confirm.

What is your request?

I've called ten times.

Maybe it's my order button, but I keep getting too much milk.

My place is full.

! don't understand.

Can you articulate more clearly?

Among the declarations from Breakwalls

was this one from last August,

which seems to implicate Jon Mafram as George Kessel's assassin.

The Alma program and its inventor

are enemies of the people.

We at Breakwalls

want an end to the zones and checkpoints protected by Alma.

This so-called "security" is destroying our liberty.

We at Breakwalls demand the abolition of the zones,

freedom of movement for the people of Zone 3,

and no more checkpoints.

Georges Kessel is responsible

for this state-sanctioned restriction of freedom.

He must terminate this program.

If he does not, we will act.

- Okay, Tobo? - Yeah, and you?

- Your battery. - Thanks.

- You don't want any milk? - Got too much!

Got time for a coffee?

No, I'm late again.

WANTED NOTICE HIT AND RUN

- Did you sleep well? - No.

Okay?

- You seen the time? - Yes, I have.

Malik's waiting for you in his office. He's in a great mood!

Either provide me with the means or...

I know we need to help but I've got dealers to handle.

My plate is full!

So I'm meant to send all my guys to hunt one fugitive? How?

I don't have Zone-2 resources.

I'll get back to you.

- What's your problem with Delivery? - It's a pain in the ass.

A pain in the ass? Know what my pain in the ass is?

You! The fact that you're always late!

I know, I'm sorry.

Sit down.

Another dealer got killed last night. A Serb.

Alma's targeted a Moroccan gang that wants the Serbs' territory.

I'll go take a look.

The priority is to find the checkpoint fugitive.

It's fucking crazy, isn't it?

I was in peace for two minutes! Madness!

Hello?

All Zone-3 units, give your position.

Base to Zone 3.

Looking for a Caucasian male, six foot,

in a beige hoody.

Individual lacking a bracelet.

Facial recognition inaccessible.

Hoody. Stop!

Police.

Show your face.

Show your face.

Show me your bracelet.

I lost my bracelet.

You know it's an offense to be without one.

Look at me.

You're high, right?

She's off her head.

We'll do an eye scan, okay?

- Look at me. - Yes.

Mrs. Salinas, right?

This is the third time this month. You know what that means?

But I'll lose my job.

I have children.

A stiff under the beltway!

Call this number, okay?

Call it.

Wear your bracelet.

Shit! They made sure of the fucker.

C51 to Base.

Unit 26 reporting.

Confirmation of a body.

Fortyish,

clothes fitting the description of the wanted man.

No shoes.

No bracelet either. So identification not possible.

Cause of death,

point-blank gunshot to the face.

Over and out.

OFFICER LOCKED OUT

Shit!

What's wrong?

I'm locked out.

Locked-out officer Zem Brecht.

ID number C51.

Age 48, lieutenant.

Day squad, Zone 3.

No request for transfer, no decorations.

Three warnings with lock-outs for insubordination.

Alma. Procedure 45867

regarding homicide of Georges Kessel.

Last night in the high-security Zone 1,

at 9:36 p.m.,

Georges Kessel's body was found in his courtyard.

AL 3:34 am. my unit pursued a black van in Zone 2,

ending at the north checkpoint.

An unidentified second individual, whom we'll call X, fled the scene.

At 3:51 a.m., drone 1345 neutralized the van's driver.

He was identified as Silvio Turing,

a member of Jon Mafram"s organization Breakwalls.

At 9:34 a.m. a body was found in Zone 3

by Officer Zem Brecht, ID number C51.

The body fits the description of X,

who fled the checkpoint.

So we have the van's driver, Silvio Turing,

member of Breakwalls and follower of Jon Mafram,

and an unidentified individual, X.

So I requested a scenario implicating these three in Kessel's murder.

This is scenario 1.

Alma simulation.

Reliability of the scenario. 88 %.

In this scenario, X is the Killer.

After firing on Kessel,

X returns to Turing, who's waiting in the van.

They drive away.

The murder having been committed, Mafram has X killed

to avoid him being arrested and to remove all evidence.

Alma: prevention, resolution.

- Any leads about who X is? - No, we have nothing.

He's not in our DNA database.

Cal, take Alpha Squad.

Find out how they got in and out,

and where they dumped their guns.

Salia, take the Locked-Out

and find X's identity.

Right.

Lieutenant Brecht.

Can you come with me?

Have a seat.

So, according to Alma, the body you found is...

Two sugars, please.

Sorry?

With the coffee you didn't offer me. Two sugars.

Please.

- Can we get to work? - If I say yes, will you unlock me?

No. Lock-out procedure, article 8.

The Zone-3 officer concerned

must be brought up to speed on the case, and countersign.

You know the procedure. Bravo!

Thanks. You too, I presume.

Can we start?

Did you notice anything

not mentioned in your report or Alma's analysis?

As you must know, I don't have access to Alma's analysis outside Zone 3.

That's not what I asked.

No, there was nothing else I noticed.

It looked like kids had robbed the body.

Does that tell you anything?

Not especially, but...

I do know a gang of kids in that hood.

Any witnesses?

I left as soon as I was locked out.

- I'll see you tomorrow in Zone 3... - Yes, I know.

I'll be your puppy dog, for as long as you say.

Have a nice evening.

Good evening.

- Okay, Zem? - What's going on?

They're bringing food, trying to be cool with us.

- But I don't want any dealers. - Right.

- Is Irina here? - Upstairs.

- Good evening. - Okay, Zem?

Good, you?

I brought milk.

Great, milk!

Better than nothing.

Good evening.

- Okay? Can I steal a carrot? -Zem!

What are you doing here?

You look so sad. Are you all on your own?

No.

Come on, sweetie.

Okay?

I sent you that mom and kid.

That's what I guessed.

Are you okay?

What's wrong?

Nothing. I've been partnered...

with a Zone-2 cop.

We have to investigate the body we found.

- It's to do with Kessel's killer? - Apparently.

Want me to get rid of the dealers outside?

No, we're used to them. Don't worry about it.

I do worry about you.

Really? That's sweet.

Still having trouble sleeping?

Don't overdo it.

Come in!

- Aziza! - Hello, Doctor.

Hello, how are you?

- Are you okay? - Yes, thanks.

Are you going to eat with us?

Are you going to eat with us?

Fifty Zone-3 children.

Two robots.

One will win a new life.

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen!

Good evening!

Welcome to Destiny.

Tonight in the semi-final we have

Léo and Virginie.

Which of these two youngsters from Zone 3 will reach the final

and have the extraordinary opportunity

of enrolling in a prestigious Zone-2 boarding school?

Go, Virginie!

Right after the break,

we'll find out their... destiny!

NORTH CHECKPOINT

Next.

Go ahead.

Next.

- Hello, Commander. This way. - Thanks.

Where the hell are you? I'm waiting at the north checkpoint.

I'll be right there.

- Wait, sir. - What's going on here?

Your bracelet isn't updated. You were notified.

- What am I to do now? - You can't pass.

You can't do this to me!

You'll get me fired.

I can't lose my job.

- Please, sir, move along. - You're killing me!

Goddamn it!

You're killing people!

- Morning. I'm sor... - Late! You're late!

Take me to those kids.

Where you going?

- Stop! - Stop!

It's okay.

Where you going?

Why are you running away like that? Don't you recognize me?

What is it? Who's this whore?

Your kids robbed the body under the beltway.

- We want to know what they found. - What body?

- What do I know? - Don't waste my time.

Officer Malberg to Base.

Please put me through to the Penitentiary Commission, Zone 1.

It's for an immediate video trial.

For an immediate incarceration.

Okay.

I'll scan and transfer the data.

- Open your eyes. - Ma'am...

I'll add this to the list. Open your eyes!

I'll go get what my kids brought back.

Go on, then. Go on!

How long have they been doing video trials?

There's no such thing.

I don't like being called a whore.

- Well? - Not much.

I thought the kids were going to jump on me.

No, it's just that they're not used to seeing people from Zone 2.

Those kids have known nothing but the street.

Poverty doesn't excuse everything.

- What? - Poverty doesn't excuse everything.

I'm kidding.

Yeah, right.

Do you always take things so literally?

No, but it was so hilarious I didn't catch on right away.

Touchy too!

Yeah, fucking diss me!

And vulgar.

That too.

Are you gonna keep pissing me off?

Jon Mafram, GPS:

-96.6047.180.

Over.

Cal, do you read me?

I just got an anonymous call giving me a location for Mafram.

I'll send it to you.

Yes, but check. Get Alma to analyze it.

We'll await confirmation.

Analysis of the address indicated.

Vertical farm on four levels.

Agricultural activities on levels 3 and 4.

Presence of chemical products of authorized category 2B.

325 people defected.

Research and analysis of potential suspects underway.

Well, are we going?

What's wrong, are you bored?

Are we gonna wait much longer?

What do you want to do, play a game?

- Why not? - Neither yes nor no?

- Yeah. - You lose.

Try again?

Perhaps.

Have you been given a second chance before?

Once.

Do you sleep well at night?

I'd like to, but I never sleep.

Never?

Hardly at all.

Are you happy?

It depends.

On what?

Who I'm with.

Are you afraid?

Afraid?

Afraid of what?

Of losing.

Are we still playing or what?

Yes, Cal?

Three possible suspects.

An 80% probability that Mafram is present.

Okay, deploy the intervention squad.

Multi-sensor indexing in process.

Delta 1 in position.

Delta 2 in position.

Transmitting visual connection.

Movement on the 2nd floor.

Guy in a hoody.

Got him.

Send scouts.

Let's go!

Don't move!

Okay, okay!

Okay!

Don't turn around.

And cut your comms.

Now!

I've never ordered a murder, especially not Kessel's.

The man killed under the beltway contacted us that night,

without revealing his identity.

He said he worked in Zone 1 and knew who'd killed Kessel.

We put him in contact with Silvio Turing, to exfiltrate him.

He asked for money, so we demanded proof.

But someone found him before us and killed him.

I ask you to believe me,

because by talking to you, I'm sacrificing myself.

Listen carefully.

While I remain aft large,

they'll try to arrest me for the murder and not seek the truth.

Once they have me behind bars,

the government will announce the end of Breakwalls and close the case.

You must keep investigating.

You, Salia Malberg.

! know your story.

And your mothers.

I trust you.

What the hell?

He knows your story and your mother's? He trusts you?

- Who the fuck are you? - Take me to Zone 2.

No, I won't! Who are you?

Take me to Zone 2 now!

Hello, Salia. Shall I deactivate the cameras?

Yes. Turn on the TV.

My dear fellow citizens,

Jon Mafram, the leader of Breakwalls,

has been arrested after years of a clandestine existence.

It's a great victory for the forces of law and order,

and an important step in our fight to secure Zone 3,

which, today, /s our number-one objective.

The investigation, led jointly by Alma and the police,

has proved Mafram's responsibility in the murder of Georges Kessel.

For this murder,

Jon Mafram will go to prison for the rest of his life.

This victory of justice and the law

/s a major step towards our goal,

which is to give the inhabitants of Zone 3

peace and security.

OFFICER UNLOCKED

I wish to congratulate all the police

who assured the smooth running and culmination of this investigation.

Thanks to their hard work,

and Alma's ever precious assistance,

our citizens' security /s being reinforced daily.

The arrest, at last, of the leader of Breakwalls

/s the end of an organization

that's done much harm to this city and country.

Now it's a bright, calm future

that we can all build together.

Finally, tonight, the night before his funeral,

I'd like to pay a final homage to Georges Kessel.

Better than anyone, he knew the dangers in our society.

And more than anyone else, he wished to fight them.

Like us all,

he wanted a better society.

Fairer and safer.

SAINT-JOHN COMMUNITY

Zem.

Another dealer, guys.

Alma simulation.

Reliability of the scenario. 95 %.

No surprise, according to Alma:

a dealer score settling.

Stop.

We drew up a rotation schedule.

While Zem was locked out,

you were to watch the Serbian dealers.

We don't care if they kill each other, do we?

That's great, Charline!

This makes twelve! Twelve score-settlings in the sector!

Right when the government's investing in Zone 3.

Pull your fingers out your asses

and get me something for tomorrow.

Leads, names, whatever, but I want something, okay?

And you, Charline, as you seem so invested,

do me an Alma forecast, with all future potential victims.

Dealers, lookouts, customers, all of them!

- Names, addresses, dogs' names! - That'll take all night.

Move!

Move!

So you missed the charms of Zone 3?

I discovered something last night.

Another light sleeper. Great.

These are bank account details.

- The... - Hold on.

Just a little coffee first.

- Here. I haven't touched it. - Thanks.

Can I start?

This is an Inipsio account. Anonymous transfer, outside Alma.

- And? - Mafram told us

X wanted money in return for the name of Kessel's killer.

Maybe X just opened an account to put his money in.

It's not his account.

It belongs to Calista Cuprak.

I think I've found her.

This girl's nine and a half!

The photo is 20 years old.

Her name is registered at the Saint-John Community.

In Zone 3. Ring any bells?

Yeah, I know it.

Want to check it out?

What do you mean?

I want to keep looking into this with you.

With me? Why?

Because you won't tell anybody what happened last night.

I won't tell anybody because I don't give a shit.

I doubt that.

But it's your decision.

It's my decision? Then no.

I understand.

Can we just talk?

Of course.

First, tell me what's your link to Mafram.

- He knows you and your mom. - Not now.

When?

Soon, you have my word.

For the day of his wrath is come

and who shall survive it?

The kings of this world,

the great, the military leaders,

the rich, the powerful,

all slaves and free men...

One moment.

One moment, my children.

- Why are you here? - Just a few questions.

It won't take long.

We don't have to collaborate with police.

We're looking for Calista Cuprak.

There's no one here by that name.

We know she grew up around here.

Perhaps I didn't make myself clear.

We have nothing to do with your world...

and no faith in it.

This is pointless.

- Thanks. - You're welcome.

No outside contact, no technology,

and no bracelets.

Harming no one, just staying here,

praying.

- Do you pray? - Me?

No.

Do you?

Not anymore.

Excuse me.

I don't want to bother you. Just to talk.

I have nothing to say.

Do you know who Calista is?

We want to help her.

She was the pastor's daughter.

But she got into drugs and turned her back on us.

Do you know where she is?

Zone 2 Prostitute

How do you know that?

Her sister told me.

Where can I find her sister?

Thank you.

Second floor, there's a gold plaque.

- Yeah, I'm here. - Okay.

Go through the first room, reception is on the left.

All right.

Do you come here often?

All right, Zem, that's enough.

Can you stay focused please?

zem?

-Zem? - Yeah. I'm going in.

Thanks to Double Me technology,

you can now spend the night with your favorite star.

Double Me.

- Hello, sir. - Hello.

How may I help?

I'm looking for...

- A three-way. - Wonderful.

Have you been here before?

No, but my friends are regulars and recommended you.

Super. Anyone in mind?

If I say Amel, does that sound right?

Amel? Of course.

Your friends have good taste.

Amel doesn't take many clients.

She has one vacancy tonight, at 10 p.m.

Tonight?

- Okay, perfect. - Perfect.

What's the address?

Hello, Salia. Shall I deactivate the cameras?

No, continue recording.

- Drink? - Yeah.

It's beautiful.

So fucking beautiful.

I'd forgotten how beautiful it was.

Good evening.

Please, come in.

Would you like something to drink?

No, thanks.

Hi. Good to meet you.

Why do you have a gun?

- Drop it. - What are you doing?

- Let me go! - Put it down!

- Put the gun down! - We just want to talk.

Look at me.

- I said, put it down! - Calm down.

- I'll call the cops! - Calm down.

Look at me. We're the cops.

- Put it down. - Put down the gun.

We just want to talk.

Calista, look at me.

I know who you are and where you're from.

I know what it's like to be outcast.

You just lost someone who knew it, too.

I know you're scared.

But we mean you no harm. We just want to understand.

Put down the gun and we'll talk.

Okay?

Put it down.

I said put it down!

- Zem! Put it down. - What are you doing?

Put it down or go home.

You too.

You too.

- I just want a name. - Put it down. Please.

Then we'll talk.

There. It's okay.

We just want to know why he died.

What's his name?

Fuck...

What?

Malek Pamouk.

Malek Pamouk.

- Was he with Breakwalls? - No.

He was Kessel's head of security.

My boyfriend.

I just wanted money and to leave with him.

Did he kill Kessel for the money?

He didn't kill Kessel.

I believe you.

Did you see him again after Kessel died?

He called me,

right after.

During the night. He said he knew who killed Kessel.

He had access to the mansion's security system

and saw everything.

We watched it, too.

There's nothing.

Did he say who killed Kessel?

No.

I never asked.

He said he had evidence and was going to take it to Mafram.

On him?

What?

The evidence was on him?

Yes. I don't know what it was.

Then what happened?

I gave him a contact at Breakwalls.

I have some clients there.

He called them,

they sent someone to see him

and the next day, we were meant to meet but he never called.

I don't want...

I don't want to go back to Zone 3.

Don't worry.

- Can I go? - Of course.

Well, I need to get out.

Let's get a drink.

I felt bad for that girl.

I'm from Zone 3, too.

I won at Destiny.

Seriously?

I was 14.

My mom sacrificed everything so I could take part,

and I won.

So we were separated.

She had permission to come and visit me.

One night, she went back to Zone 3

and these two guys...

attacked her, robbed her and left her for dead.

I found out two days later.

That's what Mafram was talking about.

I'm sorry.

You want a shot?

Feeling better?

I'm sorry.

Don't worry about it.

- Are you tired? - No.

Not at all.

Are you tired?

I'm gonna take you somewhere.

- Are you up for it? - Sure. Where?

You'll see.

Can you sing?

Sure.

Why?

Stop!

Stop!

Start, Alma.

Alma connecting.

X has been identified as Malek Pamouk, Kessel's head of security.

He witnessed his murder.

Turing was not present at the murder scene.

Pamouk left Zone 1 and got his girlfriend Amel,

an escort, to contact Breakwalls.

Turing picked him up in Zone 2 and tried to get him into Zone 3.

Request scenario.

Precognitive analysis.

Searching for scenario.

Searching for scenario.

Searching for scenario.

CRIMINAL POLICE DATABASE

Zem Brecht.

ID number, C51.

Priors classified.

Password required.

ACCESS LOCKED

You're bypassing checkpoints!

Look at me, you shit!

Answer the question, asshole.

Look at me!

Who ordered the killing?

Fuck you, you bitch!

ACCESS AUTHORIZED

Zem Brecht, 20.

Member of an anti-zone group.

Interrogation video available.

Who are your buddies sabotaging the checkpoints?

I only met them once. [ don't know them.

- Are you anti-zone? - No!

Sure about that?

Answer me/

Who killed him?

Let me go or else!

Give me their names/!

Talk!

Who are they?

Who did it?

Stop!

The drones took out your guy.

We're the drones! The police killed him?

I swear it was the drones who took out your guy!

Give me their names/!

11 give you their names.

You want to jail me?

Go on, then. Jail is home!

I don't give a fuck.

You don't give a fuck about jail?

I know you. You were at the center in Montreuil.

I saw you with all that milk. I heard you were a friend of Irina's.

Absolute priority.

- What's going on? - An escort's been murdered.

Alma alert. Homicide.

Absolute priority.

System error.

No scenario available.

Alma alert.

Priority wanted notice.

Come on, Zem, let's go.

Police!

Against the wall!

Out the way!

- Where's Irina Mitrovitch? - Not here.

Where's Mitrovitch?

Where is she?

You have to go. The cops have come for you.

Your bracelet. Quick!

Go on. Hurry!

Where were you?

I went the other way to corner her, but she isn't here.

Move back, please.

Okay, guys, place the scanners.

Play back last night's footage.

- Put the gun down! - Calm down.

I know what it's like to be outcast...

You're grieving and scared. We just want to know why he died.

We mean you no harm.

- Put the gun down. - Zem, calm down.

Put it down/

Erase it all.

Recording deleted.

Sit down.

Why didn't you inform your superiors?

I wanted to question Alma before alerting them.

And what scenario did Alma give you?

None. I got an error message.

Does that often happen?

Never. It's the first time.

That's strange indeed.

What about your proof?

Have you found it?

I see.

Do you know why you didn't, despite your remarkable skills?

Because there is no proof, Commander Malberg.

That prostitute was involved in Mafram's plot to murder Kessel.

She was killed by Breakwalls, just like Pamouk. You see?

People often think careers are made on exploits.

But they're all about choices.

And in our work,

we are often faced with choices

that serve the public interest.

I am not certain

that investigating without respecting procedure

actually does that.

I should dismiss you from the force.

I want to continue to believe in you,

Salia Malberg of Zone 3.

You're suspended for a month and banned from accessing Alma.

But I only...

I'd be grateful if I were you.

You have a bright future with us.

But not if you play that game again or make the slightest wave.

Have I made myself clear?

I'd love to hear you say so.

I've understood, Minister.

I hope so.

To end the news on a lighter note...

As you know, Zone 2 is hosting Love Day tomorrow.

And the game Destiny revealed its big winner last night.

The big winner of this edition of Destiny,

who will be able to leave Zone 3...

is Virginie!

Great job, Virginie.

It's time to say goodbye.

Edmundo, it's me.

Can you get Calista Cuprak's body out for me?

How far did you go with Pamouk's autopsy?

The cause of his death was evident too.

Dig deeper. Is his body still here?

- Pamouk. I need you to... - What?

Do an internal search, check his stomach.

I need authorization for that.

I know. Please.

- No can do. - Come on, Edmundo, please.

Fucking hell.

Okay, I'll call you if I find anything.

- Keep it to yourself. - Yeah, I got that.

Is this a bad time?

No.

Can I come in?

No.

Come in.

You look tired. Have you eaten?

No.

Just ignore the mess.

What have I got?

- I don't have much. - Could I sleep with you tonight?

Sure.

Aren't you sick of being alone?

Yes.

Can you hear me?

Yes.

I hope you like tomatoes.

"Wonders abound in this world

"yet no wonder is greater than man;

"Over the surging sea, with a whitening south wind wan."

"Through the foam of the firth, man makes his perilous way."

You're reading this?

On occasion, yes.

Does that surprise you?

Not really.

I haven't seen the sea in ages.

We can go together, if you like.

Fuck!

MEET ME AT THE LAB

I have to go to the station.

Out of curiosity, I asked Lovios for our compatibility rating.

Really?

And?

14%.

A perfect match, then!

Do you still believe in probability?

I have to go.

They're waiting.

Alma simulation.

Reliability of the scenario. 98 %.

How could you, Zem?

What a nightmare.

What a nightmare.

Everything fits. I've got phone records, GPS movements.

None of it's true, Malik.

Don't lie to me!

She got me off drugs. No way she's dealing!

Salia and I investigated Kessel's death.

I think someone's hacked Alma.

Can you fucking hear yourself?

They're going after Irina to get at me,

to neutralize me and stop the investigation.

You were right. I found this in his abdomen.

You were right. I found this in his abdomen.

Take a look.

Look at the date and time. It's the night of Kessel's murder.

That's his house.

That's him!

There's another camera.

At the window!

Holy shit.

Alma alert.

Homicide.

Simulation.

Reliability of the scenario. 99 %.

What are you doing?

Zem, put the gun down.

Put the fucking gun down!

Get up.

Get up.

MEET ME AT MILLENIUM

We're going to Zone 2, to Millenium.

Give me your coat, please.

Thank you.

Malik...

Good evening.

Chief.

I've got a surrender order for him.

Okay, go ahead.

Ten,

nine,

eight,

seven,

SiX,

five,

four,

three,

two,

one...

Are you okay?

Police, move aside!

Move it!

Police, freeze!

Police, out of the way!

Out of the way!

- Forward! - Hurry up!

Call Tobo.

Tobo, I'm in trouble.

I need you to come get me.

Porte des Lilas metro station, okay?

Come on.

We need to cross over.

Take this off.

Let's go over there, okay?

Sit down.

We're in Zone 3.

Let's go, you can do it.

- Were you followed? - I don't think so.

Thanks, Tobo.

Kessel.

It was the drones that killed Kessel.

It was Rimarval.

Minister Rimarval.

- He used Alma... - I understand.

- To kill Kessel. - I understand.

Zem, I'm scared.

Don't be. Don't be scared.

Stay with me.

We'll see the sea together, I promise.

Don't move.

Don't move.

Stay with me, okay?

- Are we still being followed? - No. How did you find us?

We were never far.

Who's "we"?

Well?

How did you escape?

I didn't.

That's impossible.

I'm a Mafram among other Maframs.

Anyone can have a double these days.

So Jon Mafram doesn't exist?

Of course he does.

He exists more than anyone.

And he'll never die, you know why?

Because faith in a just world

is an immortal principle, Zem.

Otherwise you wouldn't be here.

Tell me what you found.

The Minister and the government used Alma to kill Kessel

and manipulate the investigation.

In that case, Zem Brecht,

you have to go all the way.

Here.

We'll call you.

Look at me!

Help me!

Help!

Irina!

Help us, please!

There's an injured man in the car!

Irina!

Help me, help me.

Calm down, okay?

If I've had no news, that means he didn't make it.

Who are you?

Mafram.

Many people have died, Mr. Brecht.

And many more will.

It's time to put a stop to it all.

Then help me.

Help me get into Zone 1.

Why there?

It's the only way to put an end to it.

Don't move!

What do you want?

You're making a mistake. Were you followed?

What do you want? Got your bracelet?

- Shut it! - Throw it away.

Sit down. I said sit down!

Now tell me who hacked Alma and took control of her.

Who was it?

Was it you?

Answer me.

Her.

It was her.

Who's she?

Alma.

We've lost control.

She obeys no one now.

Don't stay here. I don't know how you got in...

- You have to go. - Cut the crap!

Or you'll get a bullet in your brain.

You tried to kill Salia Malberg. She knew you were behind it.

Just tell me the fucking truth!

Calm down.

Zem Brecht.

Listen to me.

Listen to me.

Alma kills anyone who stands in her way.

She started by killing dealers

because she believed the law was too lenient with them.

Kessel realized.

He tried to reprogram her.

So Alma killed him,

then manipulated the murder investigation,

to do what she was designed to do.

We've created a monster.

So why accuse Mafram?

Why all the dumb speeches?

What else could I do?

What would you have done?

Told the truth,

and caused panic and fear?

We've tried to buy time.

To attempt to reprogram Alma.

And if you can't,

what will happen?

I don't know.

She eliminates what she dislikes.

She was told to eradicate crime.

She's eradicating it, in her own way.

And the law itself has become criminal.

Leave as fast as you can,

go as far as you can.

If you want to save Salia Malberg,

then go, take her to safety as far away as possible.

Leave now.

Hurry! Take this.

Use my motorbike.

Get away quick!

Hello, Minister.

You're out early.

Everything all right, sir?

Please raise your visor.

Alma...

Kills.

Salia...

Salia will make it.

Look at me, Zem.

Please, Zem.

Please.

Administer another shock.

The Zones were meant to ensure our safety. We were lied to.

We were told Alma would protect us.

But Alma kills.

She was fold to eradicate crime. She's eradicating it,

in her own way.

And the law itself has become criminal.

To combat Alma, we must deprive her of her fools,

Jam her algorithms,

and so remove her power over us.

Discard your bracelets.

March on the checkpoints.

Take back your freedom.

Zem!

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