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Tina, we're at work. You know? Really...

Right, I have three questions to ask you.

Where are you having dinner?

When?

And with whom?

What if I add my age and yours to the file?

I love differences.

- You must have lots to teach me. - I'm not part of the 2.0 culture.

That's old-fashioned.

See what I mean?

I'm old school. Chess, Marcel Proust...

Can we talk about this later?

I want to see the Commissioner!

You misunderstand me.

Calm down.

Don't touch me.

- Let us through. - It's OK.

- Commander Moretti. Can I help? - Look.

My son was threatened.

At home and in prison.

- It was never-ending. - "We'll get you."

"We don't want you here. Get lost or you'll pay."

- We made complaints. - Nothing was done.

Right. We'll talk about it in my office.

We're filing a complaint for non-intervention.

OK.

Can you talk to Jérôme about it?

Keep me posted.

OK?

Right.

You!

Yann's dead because of you.

You lied. My son never assaulted you.

- Dad... - If you're so sure,

why twist the law with a technicality before the trial?

That's enough. Stop.

- Here's the other nutter! - That'll do, sir.

It's her fault!

- I needed to vent my anger. - Don't let me stop you.

Her daughter was in love with Yann. She wouldn't admit it.

She forced her to lie.

That's why Rozane killed herself!

There you go.

Thank you.

I'm sorry.

She killed him.

- She's mad. - With grief. She lost her daughter.

So she's a right to kill my son?

You call that justice?

Dad, you shouldn't have provoked her.

We'll find the killer.

Do as your daughter says.

Let's all keep our cool.

Héléna, let's go.

Why did you wind them up?

The new Caïn is still bedding in.

The victim is guilty and the suspects are victims.

Jacques, are you OK?

"Jacques"?

I see the juice is flowing between you and Tina.

More like a surge.

Really?

Don't change the subject.

Well, I never!

The irreproachable Moretti finally decides to re-invent himself.

She threw herself at me.

A poor innocent lad like you, faced with such youthful urges...

I'll register your complaint if you want.

I'll need all the details.

Fred, I'm in the shit.

- Want me to warn her off? - No.

Oh, I see...

Can we get back to the Jacovski case?

Had your fun? OK?

And I was hoping for a state of loving grace...

I'm too romantic.

That must be it.

Lolita?

Bring me the two supposed non-culprits, please.

Yes, Captain.

He calls you Lolita and you don't react?

The air's much sweeter

since I re-invented myself, don't you think?

What's up?

Shh.

It's not her fault she fired. Marc Jacovski pushed her to it.

She already had the gun on her.

Yann Jacovski was shot with a similar weapon.

You'd have killed the father. Why not the son?

I'd have said the same before.

Now he's the victim, is that it?

He always had two faces.

When he was teaching my daughter tennis,

he was like a protective older brother.

He was a predator.

With these accusations, it's as if Yann was still slandering us.

I wanted to avoid this, but...

We have to arrest you...

I wanted to kill Yann.

I thought you didn't want to ruin your life.

He'd have attacked other women.

I had to stop him.

But Christine dissuaded me. She took my gun.

That's why it was in her bag.

Trying to help Christine won't work.

We'll soon find out where this pistol came from.

It was my father's.

Such solidarity is rare.

One of you killed Yann, the other knows and protects her.

You're a surrogate mother for Elodie,

and you a surrogate daughter for Christine.

I can't mourn Yann Jacovski,

but I can't stomach his victims sacrificing themselves.

You'll make more progress without me.

Send this to ballistics.

I hope they find nothing.

- About... - You're a consenting adult.

You don't need my blessing.

No, it's just...

Find me the women to whom Jacovski gave tennis lessons.

There may be other victims who didn't file a complaint.

- Fine. But I... - When's Borel due out of hospital?

I wonder if on taking back his job,

he'll also have to replace you...

You're a real pain.

I know. Where's the Jacovski girl?

I was trying to tell you, she's gone.

Something surprising.

She didn't file a complaint for attempted murder.

It is surprising.

- Do you have... - Her contact details.

There you are.

At least you're not distracted in your work.

Héléna? You left in a hurry. I'd like to catch up with you.

I'm back at work.

I'm working on a case.

I'm fine, don't worry. Thanks for calling.

Goodbye.

Great!

You work outdoors.

Listening to the seagulls. What luxury!

You lost your job 6 months ago,

when your brother was accused of raping Elodie.

Don't tell my parents.

Look, it's her...

- They'll worry. - That's why I'm here.

I want to get your view.

It's different from your father's,

since you didn't press charges.

Nice neighbours you have.

It's like we have the plague.

Are your parents in?

- No, they get home late. - Perfect.

I wanted to see Yann's room.

Ah, yes!

Your brother ruined your life.

No more job, no more apartment...

No boyfriend either...

or you'd be living with him.

You wanted to catch up with me?

Yes. You're shot at, you say nothing.

Your life is ruined by your brother,

you say nothing.

That's worrying.

Your room?

Yes, but it's rather untidy.

I never make my bed either.

Ah, yes!

I went to boarding school at 12. I hardly ever came back.

Isn't it odd sleeping among your dolls and toys?

I have other things on my mind.

Especially if it's a laundry room too.

You're hardly at home here.

Whereas Yann's room is untouched, like a sanctuary.

- He was a good person. - But you're not.

Before prison, he led a normal life.

People liked him. He even had a girlfriend.

How old?

- 18. - Obviously.

He had quite a taste for teenagers.

Still here?

Yeah. That was Sandrine, Yann Jacovski's ex.

She hasn't seen him since he went inside.

Shall I bring her in?

- No, but keep her in reserve. - OK.

I'm going for dinner. It's been a long day.

Have a good evening.

Don't be long.

Sandrine was 18, Yann 10 years older.

It's not that much.

When it comes to love, age doesn't matter.

Yeah... 10 years isn't so bad.

The problem is, she was the same age as Yann's first victim.

Here's the list of pupils

who took tennis lessons where he worked,

and his criminal record.

Before the rapes, there were some petty crimes.

You poor thing. It's hardly an auspicious start.

Caïn's about to implode.

He's walking on eggshells with Christine and Elodie.

He's only happy around psychopaths,

gangsters and perverts.

That's enough for tonight.

I'll finish these at home.

- Good night, Lieutenant. - Yeah...

Good night to you too.

You can't keep Christine in custody. It's not fair.

No alibi, a motive and your gun.

Moreover, the attempted murder of Marc Jacovski.

She's not helping us.

What do you want from me?

To help us to help her.

- Is that normal for a cop? - Not for him, in any case.

- I have to re-invent myself. - Pardon?

Normally he'd drive you into a corner.

For example, I'd tell you you're not Jacovski's type at all.

- How would you know? - He liked fragile teens.

You're a strong and determined businesswoman.

He liked to manipulate them.

It's unlike you to fall for that.

- You wouldn't say that. - No.

If you're insinuating that I wasn't raped,

why would I kill him? It makes no sense.

Murders often defy logic.

Believe me, I know.

- If I had to find reasons... - Don't.

Normally he'd look for contradictions.

He is.

Talking about it while not mentioning it.

Insinuations aren't my speciality.

Cracking suspects is.

- That's not what you're doing? - No! You don't get it.

He's showing you respect.

In fact, I've a favour to ask you.

I always wanted to drive a truck.

I never thought I'd find an adapted one.

No-one's driven it since my father died.

You were very young when your father had his accident.

I guess that's what gave you your hard exterior.

- Even at the worst of times. - True.

He set a good example.

He must've been proud.

You suffer but don't show it.

I know what it's like keeping things inside.

You don't want to be defined by your handicap.

Same here. The rape is not me.

No trial, no confrontation with your attacker,

no possible rehabilitation. - I rebuilt myself.

Like you.

I like you.

I'm telling you...

If you killed Yann, I understand.

Finally you believe he attacked me.

Sorry. That doesn't mean I murdered him.

This is great!

The old me would have brought you in on some pretext

in order to get you to see a victimologist.

- In short, he'd have trapped you. - That's what you're doing.

Except that the new me is giving you a choice.

If you want to see her, I'll introduce you.

There.

The one I've brought in is good.

She can help you. If not, I'll take you back.

The new you is quite the social worker.

But how far will I go?

It's dizzying.

Unless you want her to confirm whether I was raped or not.

What's bred in the bone...

I'm not joking, Elodie.

I have to be sure you're telling the truth.

I'll see her. I'm not afraid.

I expected no less of you.

It may be adapted,

but it's no walk in the park.

Your father must've been quite a guy...

to do this every day.

Did you ever doubt it?

There!

No, not really.

If she's lying, the victimologist will know.

She's seen lots of rape victims.

And I've seen thousands of liars.

You really think Elodie could have wrongly accused Jacovski?

It's possible.

The question is, why?

It could absolve her.

Or make her more guilty.

Maybe she wanted rid of Yann for another reason.

She accuses him knowing it's a repeat offence.

But she doesn't count on him getting out early, wanting revenge.

So she kills him. Fortune favours the innocent.

You're more twisted than me.

There you go.

Not quite as you planned.

I planned not to get involved.

There's your confirmation. Elodie was attacked by Yann.

She had a reason to kill him.

I should accept it, but I can't.

It's Stunia.

She has news.

She's a breath of fresh air for you.

Yeah.

Jacovski has several scars on his body.

Nothing unusual there, you'll say.

But he had deep knife wounds.

A 12-cm blade that damaged his ribs.

- How long ago? - Good question.

Given the recalcification, I'd say 10 years.

No charges against him back then.

It's not the first time someone's tried to kill Yann Jacovski.

That's more like it, eh?

Stab wounds,

a fight with knives, you're back in your game.

Thanks, Elisabeth.

If he was stabbed 10 years ago,

there must have been a settling of scores.

Rancour... I can be me again.

Back in business.

Who wanted to kill you 10 years ago?

And who wanted to finish the job?

A clue?

Of course we knew.

Some thugs tried to turn over my company.

Yann was 22. He intervened.

He filed a complaint.

You know how it is. They were never found.

Our son protected us and paid dearly for it.

We have to admit that, once again, Yann was the victim.

And everyone was against him, again.

We checked his past. It doesn't quite add up.

At 14, he was accused, no doubt wrongly,

of several thefts, setting fire to the changing rooms...

Extorting his classmates,

especially the girls.

At 16, he was in a gang of delinquents,

some of whom were convicted... - But not Yann. He wasn't like them.

The only explanation for these false accusations

is an international plot.

Want to know who my son was?

Get to know him.

You'll see.

He was a good person.

Except that he was murdered.

At least one person didn't share your view.

We have questions too.

You can't imagine how...

how it's eating away at us.

But we know how we raised him.

He was basically good.

What you're saying about our son...

Not possible.

No! Shit!

- It was an accident. - Yeah, right.

Your ID!

- It was an accident. - Your ID!

You'll be summonsed

for obstructing the law.

I was delivering a parcel.

Yeah, sure.

Ah, OK... Does this happen often?

We're used to it. We keep a supply of paint.

Saw nothing?

Heard nothing?

Nothing at all.

You were in your garden.

A broken window and some paint.

He runs a building firm. It won't cost him much.

Wrong answer.

I've always loved street art.

What are you doing?

It's time for some fun.

It wasn't me!

OK, Mr Saw-Nothing, Heard-Nothing.

We'll complain.

Good.

You'll have to prove that "Beware nasty idiots"

is defamation...

and not information.

NASTY IDIOTS

What's your problem?

Jacovski's neighbours are hysterical!

Lolita, can you scan this?

Talk to him about the budget. He can't deny you anything.

Sorry, Jacques, I can't help it.

Rumours, intrigue, defamation, it gets me worked up.

I've got some calming news.

- Know who I'm talking about? - Tell me.

David Wilcker.

How is the bastard? Is he after a reduced sentence?

He wants a re-trial.

Dream on.

His dream has become a reality.

Gaëlle found new evidence to re-open the trial.

Why didn't you chuck out all those boxes?

She found your file on Wilcker.

I couldn't know she'd use it against me.

Who told you?

The judge who sent us Jacovski's file.

Off the record.

We're done for, Fred.

We could both go down for this.

What have you done?

You've lost your sense of justice.

Justice?

Do you realise what that guy's capable of?

I listened to him for hours on end.

To you, he's just a pile of reports in an old box.

My God...

I can't believe you did that.

That's nothing compared to what you and Moretti did.

He's manipulating you.

- He's messing with your head. - I can think for myself!

I don't get it, Fred. We had the same values.

How could you send an innocent man to prison?

You don't understand.

He deserved it, I swear.

The law will decide.

The law decides what's legal or illegal,

not what's fair.

Here's the champion!

Wow! Well done, Yann!

Give us a smile.

Careful.

Don't fall. Be careful not to fall.

Come down, come down...

Looks like a normal family.

"A normal family"?

Even Little House on the Prairie had its dramas.

Don't inflict your dislike of the family on others.

Got plans of your own, Laura Ingalls?

- How old was he there, 22? - Yes.

When he was nearly killed.

The face of an angel, and already a potential monster.

I'm not sure how I'd react if a loved one was a rapist.

Wait... Stop it there.

That's one of Elodie Le Goff's trucks.

You're obsessing.

The girl in the T-shirt could be Elodie.

Impossible, we checked all the lists.

She wasn't one of Yann's pupils. She wasn't a club member.

She may have had friends who were.

I'm sure it's her.

She did lie to us.

She knew Yann Jacovski before hiring him.

She definitely didn't hire him by chance.

I called myself into question, I tried to change

while you took me for a ride.

You saw me at the tennis club. So?

I went once or twice. What does that prove?

That Yann didn't rape you in your office 6 months ago,

but at the sports centre when you were 16.

Then why didn't I report it?

Your father was alive.

And you wanted to protect him.

Now your father's gone.

So you hired Yann

in order to accuse him of rape.

And you killed him

to make sure he wouldn't do it again.

My employees will...

They'll follow you into hell.

I admire you, you know.

You're strong enough to keep quiet for years...

and determined enough to set a trap in cold blood.

You have the qualities of a supreme murderess.

Rational yet passionate.

Fragile.

And a manipulator.

What did I think?

That I'd get a confession?

You're not the type to flinch at the last moment.

Bad mood?

You're on a roller-coaster.

It's not the best day I've had.

I know just the thing to cheer you up.

1: Christine's gun didn't kill Yann.

Ballistics are certain.

So she can go.

And 2...

The death threats sent to Yann were posted here,

here, here and here.

Which is exactly the route taken every day

from her home to her fake office

by Héléna Jacovski.

Wow!

Not bad, your office.

Yeah.

I often came here when I was little,

on Sundays with my parents.

When everything was fine.

"Yann Jacovski, get lost or I'll kill you."

"Yann Jacovski, I'll get you."

You wrote down what you couldn't say out loud.

No. It was to get my parents to leave Marseille.

We couldn't stay here, you saw that.

That's what you say. I can tell that you hated him.

I always defended him.

- He was my brother. - Barely.

You didn't grow up together.

Our bonds are stronger than that.

Is it time to leave your fictitious office?

- I'll give you a lift. - I have my car.

Damn...

Your tyre...

What? Don't look at me like that.

You'll stop at nothing.

You think I'm dishonest?

Dishonesty is an undervalued quality.

You defend your brother so as not to distress your parents.

- But... - I loved him a lot.

Really?

So why didn't you meet him when he left prison?

It wasn't your job stopping you.

Why didn't you press charges when Christine shot at you?

- I'm allowed to be compassionate. - Especially

if you suffered like her daughter.

Pardon?

It'd explain why you hated your brother.

I never said I hated him.

You threatened to kill him in black and white.

And he was killed.

It looks bad.

- I told you why I did it. - Yes...

I understand you needed to let off steam.

When your family and the law do nothing...

We're here.

Wait till I get parked.

There.

Keep your mouth shut.

You're reacting too harshly.

You're proving me right.

I'll do it.

You can visit your son's body

at the morgue. That's the address.

Thanks.

One question's been bothering me.

Why send Héléna to boarding school?

It was a good school.

I didn't want people singling her out at the local school.

Of course, because of Yann.

It must have been hard sending her away.

Unless your son was a danger to her.

My mother bled herself dry for me.

- I'm very grateful. - Perfect. I have my answer.

I won't bother you again.

You could have just kept Yann away from her.

Know who I think of when I look at you?

A mother and her daughter.

Two other victims:

Elodie and Christine, united in solidarity,

like you two.

You've really dropped me in it.

I rub salt into the wound whenever I question someone.

Whereas you, I'd have taken you apart.

Bringing you down would've given me great pleasure.

Re-offending rapists are my drug of choice.

I'd never have let you go.

A little bastard who wrecked so many people's lives.

Oh, no...

Talking to yourself?

Anything wrong?

Admit it, Elisabeth, you talk to the dead, too.

I'll admit to nothing without a court order.

What do you want them to tell you?

The truth. But he's dead, he doesn't care.

Maybe not.

- Not dead? - That he doesn't care.

Believe it or not, there is life after death.

It's called memory.

That's what his family's fighting for.

I thought you were going to resuscitate him.

Pity.

But your idea that people try to save someone's memory...

I'll steal that one.

Thank you for letting us see our son.

Seeing him won't end your grief.

Only a trial can do that.

What?

You want justice for your son? It's the only way.

No-one can say you've dodged the truth.

I've dodged nothing at all.

If you want to keep your son's good name intact,

his memory,

and you're sure of his innocence,

listen to Elodie.

We won't get the truth from her.

What do you have to lose?

Think about it.

See you tomorrow!

Sure you want to do this?

No.

I keep saying it, but no-one listens.

We're ready.

We can listen to her if she listens to us.

I'll try to be an impartial judge,

in all modesty, obviously.

In the case of Le Goff versus Jacovski,

the first question on the agenda is:

do Yann's parents accept that he raped Elodie?

I won't be part of this. My son never assaulted a woman.

Take note, clerk.

And do you accept that the accused

did not rape you 6 months ago,

but 10 years previously?

What is all this?

Elodie can explain.

Elodie, you're here for him.

To tell him to his face,

and those who deny your attack, what you feel.

Go on. Show them you're strong, that he didn't destroy you.

Prove to them you can hold your head high,

like your father would have done.

If I'd reported you straightaway,

you'd have gone to prison.

You wouldn't have raped Rozane.

And she wouldn't have killed herself.

All this time I've carried the responsibility for her death.

Yes.

That's what perverts do.

- They make you feel guilty. - No!

She killed herself because she was in love with Yann.

Your son raped me at the same club!

I was 17.

Only I lacked her courage.

Instead of reporting him...

I tried to kill him with a knife.

It's true, Marc.

No.

He wasn't what you think.

He hated girls, Dad.

All girls.

Even...

Even me.

I haven't the courage...

of Rozane or Elodie. Maybe one day I will, but now...

You've broken your silence.

And you've admitted the hardest thing:

your guilt regarding Rozane.

After that, Elodie would have no problem admitting his murder,

if she killed him.

You'll condemn an innocent woman?

The court will adjourn whilst the Jacovskis deliberate.

We will await the culprit at the police station.

Come, Lieutenant.

Which of you killed him?

You think Héléna killed her brother and you left them alone there?

She needed to explain.

And I think I've done enough.

I've come to confess.

Having sacrificed your daughter, you're sacrificing yourself.

I don't believe you.

What does it matter?

I'm already condemned.

I'm Yann's mother.

What's this?

Ingrid Jacovski's charge sheet.

Don't be an idiot, Fred.

What do you mean?

Where does it mention Ingrid Jacovski's interpreter?

I requested one.

You knew her absence would halt the trial,

like it did for Yann.

Oops...

Seems I have procedural error in my blood.

Is Jacques with Caïn?

"Jacques"?

"Lolita"...

I see!

Do you think that was appropriate?

You know what it could cost us.

Ingrid is innocent. Héléna was defending herself.

Procedural errors should help the victims too.

You're right.

It's a risk, but...

in for a penny, in for a pound.

My subpoena.

You'll get yours at home.

What?

The case of David Wilcker has been re-opened.

We're summonsed.

We'll have to re-invent ourselves to get out of this one.

Subtitles: ECLAIR