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ON THE SLIPPERY SLOPE

Tom, it's just a vocational guidance test. Stop it.

I'm a loyal empath,

70% intuitive, 65% extrovert.

I don't understand anything.

Anyway, no one wants me.

Yes, but be positive: you won't be a careers advisor.

The bastard

said I wasn't the academic type,

and I wouldn't cope with uni.

What remains?

A hospitality diploma.

Well, that's cool, no?

I don't want to be a butler.

You're not choosing a career for life, Tom,

you'll have to adapt and change course.

That's my only option.

If I had a dream, I could fight for it,

but I don't know what I want,

or where to look.

And our parents?

They know all kinds of people.

They could help you get an internship.

It's ringing.

Voicemail. Yes, Dad, it's me.

Just to tell you I've had the meeting

with careers guidance,

and I have good news: next year,

when Mum and Alice are far away,

you'll be here with your unemployed son.

Bye now.

- Hello, Jean-Marc. - Major.

- Where are they? - Up there.

Thanks.

- Hi, Thierry. - Hello, Major.

- Hello, Camille. - Hello, Major.

What have we got?

Isabelle Prioux, aged 37,

climbing teacher, social service volunteer

for 2 months.

- Is there a link? - Yes.

She helped problem teenagers

through sport.

She died instantly.

We have her phone, but it's broken.

OK. How do I get down there?

There's a path over there.

Obviously, the fall was fatal.

Was she skilled enough?

Her partner, Pierre Grassi, says so.

He has a café lower down.

He says she'd never climb without being... roped?

Yes, attached by ropes.

If she was roped, her sling should have held.

What's a sling?

It's a nylon loop

climbers slip their rope through, for safety.

Like this.

Look's like it's come apart.

That's not normal, as climbers check before they start.

I'm sorry, Mr Grassi.

I hear those teenagers

were a bit... difficult?

No one wants to deal with them.

Academic failure and all that.

But Isabelle was doing well with them.

They're not bad kids.

Do you climb too?

For over 15 years now, with Isabelle.

Did Isabelle often climb alone, like that?

Usually, the two of us climbed roped together.

- But this was different. - Why?

She was going to lay a bouquet of flowers.

It's the anniversary of the death of David,

an old climbing partner.

A bouquet... He died in the same place?

Five years ago.

One last question.

Who knew she'd be climbing alone this morning?

We held a memorial gathering last night.

So everyone knew, I guess.

The killer of Isabelle Prioux

seized their chance.

Right. Now we need to know why she was killed.

Could it be linked to that other death 5 years ago?

No idea.

But Erwan and Sophie are investigating.

A murder like that needs a damn good motive.

A message from Tom.

We'll keep looking.

I know you will.

I'll handle procedure.

Give my love to Tom,

if you talk to him.

Hang on, Léa.

What's wrong?

What's...

Why does Tom say you're going far away?

No, it's nothing.

You're not moving?

It's a bit tricky.

Are you moving or not? That's not tricky.

I shouldn't have told Thomas.

It's the colonel, he doesn't like me.

He's bringing a case against me.

And you're just giving in?

Not at all, Paul.

It'll all fall through.

Oh, shit!

Paul, don't you trust me?

Oh!

That blue's nice. It suits you.

It's all fine.

- Erwan. - Yes?

The guy who died 5 years ago

wasn't just a climbing companion,

he was her assistant.

OK, and how did he die?

One day he went climbing alone.

With no safety system?

No ropes, no partner.

All alone, using his bare hands to climb.

After that, Prioux stopped competitive climbing.

Here.

5 years later to the day, she was killed.

Like a revenge.

Yes, but the enquiry at the time ruled it was an accident.

Well done for finding that.

Wait. Was the assistant's name David Menoul?

Yes. Why, did you know him?

No, but I've just seen that name.

Ah!

Wait a second.

One of Isabelle's teenagers

is called Lucas Menoul.

Maybe that's no accident.

I'll call Camille.

Yes, I already knew Isabelle. She worked with my brother.

That damn mountain already took David 5 years ago.

And now Isabelle.

Did you stay in touch with her?

No. I hadn't seen her... Since the accident.

5 days ago, I met her at the town hall.

I was with the cops.

Oh?

Yes, we'd been messing around. But nothing serious.

Right.

When you met Isabelle,

she saw you were in trouble and let you join her group.

My friends too.

She really helped us.

You spent days with her.

Did you notice anything special?

Yesterday she argued with another climber, who said...

she was ruining his life.

Who was it ?

We didn't see. We were on the rock face.

Would you recognize his voice?

L'Hortus, a world-famous spot for climbing.

Climbers of all nationalities come here.

For the last 5 years, Isabelle's been a guide in Savoie.

Two months ago, she came back,

and moved in with her parents to look after them.

With her partner, Pierre Grassi.

With her partner, Pierre Grassi.

She volunteered at the town hall.

And all we have is a quarrel with an unknown climber.

For now.

Something bothers me about the idea of sabotaged equipment.

Why?

It's the tool for a perfect crime:

a faulty safety item guarantees death after a fall.

That's the thing that bothers me.

How could the killer be sure Isabelle would lose her balance

and would need to rely on her sling?

- Come with me. - Yes.

Look.

Isabelle fell here.

The only part where the rock overhangs, in a straight line,

nothing to hold on to.

Yes. That's no accident.

I don't think so.

But to be sure, we must send someone up there.

I have an idea.

Go on.

I have to say "You piss me off"?

Like the person who argued with Isabelle.

I don't believe it.

Just let us do our work, Mr Grassi.

In a loud voice, to get a clear recording.

You piss me off!

Yes... A bit louder.

You piss me off!

That's good.

Thanks.

Mr Grassi?

How many male climbers are there these days?

I'd say about 50.

Just another 49 to record.

So the teenagers can pick out the suspect.

It'll take all day.

Erwan would have said the same thing.

Then accepted with a sigh.

And set off to do his duty with dignity.

Oh my!

Why are your men climbing the rockface?

What?

Why are they climbing up there? Have they found something?

I can't see from here.

There.

Incredible!

Well?

Nothing useful, Léa.

Isabelle died from the fall.

The only mystery: she had grease under her nails.

- Grease? - Yes.

Animal? Vegetable? Engine oil?

I don't know yet.

- Excuse me. - That's OK.

Yes, Paul?

Is this a joke? Erwan on the rockface?

He's a Breton.

He loves water, not cliffs.

No, Erwan's very sporty,

I'm sure he's used to climbing.

Oh yes, he knows that to climb you go up,

to come back you go down.

He knows the basics.

I can hear you very well.

Do you know he gets dizzy changing a light bulb?

It's a way to face one's fears,

Paul.

Sure, it's clearly doing him good.

Will you get there by winter?

Paul...

Is that it? I'm busy.

- Yes. - Bye then.

OK. Take care.

I sent a mountain brigade up,

and oddly, they gave me a harness that doesn't fit.

I couldn't go up.

Oh right, it's too small, I see.

I think so, yes.

They're doing fine without you.

Captain, we found this on the rockface.

- What is it? - Grease.

- Grease? - Yes.

That's the best way to make a climber fall.

OK. Thanks.

For the first time ever, our crime scene is vertical.

It limits the suspects.

Only a good climber could put grease up there.

The first climber to try a route

gives it a score out of 9.

Major? You were asleep?

No. I was thinking about all this.

Oh, right.

I said, usually,

the first climber on a route marks it out of 9.

The one where Isabelle died scored 7a:

difficult, but OK for her.

And also: we know roughly

when the trap was laid.

Why roughly?

Last night, climbers went up with no problem.

- Did they miss it? - Impossible.

It's the only grip.

But the choice wasn't random.

It needs momentum.

2 solutions, then:

the killer was the last man down last night...

Is anyone checking?

Yes, yes.

...or he went up at night to set the trap,

but either way, he was an excellent climber,

and motivated.

- Here. - Thanks.

Here you are.

The teenagers have identified the voice.

Daniel Tulak, alias Dan. Can you check him out online?

Yes.

Well, look.

Wow!

A showoff climber.

With other daredevils, he tackles crazy climbs,

and the icing on the gate... - On the cake.

Didn't I say that? OK.

He's known to the police.

What did he do?

Have a look.

So...

Arrested for climbing monuments and cathedrals.

That's not bad.

But the judge said that next time he'd lose his licence.

That wouldn't stop Tulak,

the licence isn't obligatory.

Marchal is dealing with it.

In the meantime, let's check him out.

Dan Tulak?

My agent handles autographs. DVDs are sold online.

And I don't give lessons.

A pity. And for questioning, is it

in an interrogation room, or here?

My voice was recorded.

Yes, thanks, and it was very useful.

But I have 2 questions.

The first:

what did you argue about with Isabelle Prioux yesterday?

The second: why did you hide it from us?

Malika, my assistant.

Hello.

One, it's of no importance,

and two, to avoid being a suspect.

Well, you failed there, because you're right in my sights.

Unless you have a rock solid alibi for last night.

I was in bed.

- Alone? - Yes.

Is that a problem?

No. No, no, not at all. I love it.

Among useless alibis,

it's top of the list.

What about the argument?

She told us to go away.

She said we set a bad example.

Yet she was the first to do free soloing here.

Sorry? I didn't get that.

Can you explain?

Isabelle used to climb everywhere with no safety equipment.

A pair of shoes, a bit of chalk, and...

She'd fly, free as a bird, with no ropes.

Did you admire her?

She inspired my passion as a kid.

I'll never forget that.

Even though, since she came back, she lectured us about safety,

the need to use ropes.

She should've left us alone.

Excuse him. He didn't mean that.

It's touching, the compassion you're showing.

Enough of that.

I'm just honest.

Danger is why we climb.

Isabelle was nice, but we wouldn't stop to please her.

So you have a motive and no alibi.

You like adrenalin, you'll love custody.

Yeah.

I found something on Prioux's phone:

a text sent 2 days ago to Dan Tulak.

"I'll tell all. Your sponsor will fire you".

What's that about?

Yes, but...

Even if she made trouble for him, it's only an internet channel.

But with 8 million subscribers.

Adrenalin's the top channel for extreme sports.

There's a big sponsor, lots of money at stake.

OK.

Shutting Isabelle up could be Tulak's motive.

- Did you tell Soler? - Yes.

Shall I keep checking the climbers?

Yes.

"I'll tell all..."

We must find what Isabelle had against Tulak.

I never saw that.

You don't read your texts?

Isabelle was doing my head in.

I deleted her messages without looking.

Let's assume that.

Don't you know what she wanted to tell?

OK.

I guess yesterday's argument wasn't the first.

No.

She'd asked us to climb elsewhere.

So the kids wouldn't copy me.

I already told your colleagues that.

I can quote:

"We wouldn't stop to please her."

I'm a pro, I train 10 hours a day.

It's not my fault if idiots copy me, but aren't skilled.

I love your humility.

You refused to leave,

Isabelle decided to act,

she threatened you, sent you this text and...

If I'd read it, we'd have argued,

but I'd never have killed her.

I was looking for you.

There are 5 in Tulak's band,

and no one has an alibi.

What? No one?

They're all single, no family, don't go out?

Apparently.

The same dicey alibi as Tulak.

"I was alone in my bed."

We agree that's odd?

Yes, yes.

What did he say when questioned?

Nothing. He doesn't even defend himself.

He digs himself in deeper with each answer.

Is he putting on an act, or is he stupid?

Neither.

He's in a world of his own.

And he doesn't even know

what Isabelle had against him?

I think he's lying there.

Someone else must know too.

Really?

Say no more!

I love surprises.

I'll supervise you tomorrow.

Excuse me.

Yes.

Are you replacing Isabelle Prioux?

The town hall asked me.

- I can't abandon them. - Good.

Do you know why Isabelle threatened Dan Tulak?

Threatened? I don't understand.

Were you here last night?

I was in bed asleep.

Sure, she was asleep. And alone.

And Dan Tulak too.

That's odd, because you live together.

They must have a very big house,

with lots of rooms and very big beds.

That explains it.

Yes. Or else she's lying.

- No. - Yes.

- You think so? - Yes.

But the easiest lie

would be to say you spent the evening together.

That's a good alibi, even if it's false.

That's the thing.

You were together,

but you don't want to say so.

Why?

Why? Well, because...

She doesn't want us to know what they did.

I'm taking you to the station.

You watch the kids.

But I'm no climber.

Never mind climbing. They're kids.

Make a campfire, play some...

- You play the guitar? - Yes.

So...

I was only joking.

Tell them to go home, that's all.

OK. No problem.

Come on.

OK?

I just tell them to go home. No problem.

Here it is.

Here's what Tulak and his band were up to.

The police got a call.

Here, look.

Isabelle warned them?

She told them climbers planned to attack the cathedral?

It was disregarded.

But people called the police at 3am.

"5 masked men climbed the cathedral facade

"and then fled."

Tulak's band?

Isabelle wanted him arrested so he'd lose sponsors.

It makes sense, but we need proof.

I'll go to the cathedral to look for witnesses.

Paul! Paul!

What's this theory?

Malika told Tulak's enemy

he was planning an illegal climb?

Yes, why not?

That means Malika used Isabelle

to report Tulak.

But why?

No idea. She won't say.

I've locked her up.

OK. Now, if Tulak had found out...

He'd have attacked Malika.

Except if his priority was to shut Isabelle up.

So at night,

before going to the cathedral,

he went to the rock, knowing he'd be alone...

He spread the grease so she'd die,

before she could report him.

OK. And the sling?

He had all day to undo the stitching, secretly.

- Yes. - No, no.

- No. - Why not?

That's not their philosophy.

Murderers have a philosophy?

Not murderers, no, but climbers like Tulak, yes.

They won't commit crimes on mountains.

Intuitions are not evidence, Paul.

You're right.

And maybe we focused too much on climbers

instead of Isabelle's private life.

OK. I'm late, I have yoga.

We'll talk tomorrow, OK?

Bye, Paul.

What day is it?

It's every day now...

It's not possible.

I'll be transferred.

There's nothing to keep me here.

The kids have grown up, they'll soon be independent.

Am I a coward?

No, that's a healthy reaction.

Sometimes we just have to accept.

We waste our lives fighting things that aren't worth it.

And I can be useful elsewhere.

Let your colonel fight on his own.

You've looked after your family for years.

Now it's your turn to explore.

See you next week?

If I move, you'll lose a client.

Another reason to believe me. See, I accept it.

Coming.

Are you mad? Mum's just left.

- I'm in deep shit. - What?

First...

By midnight I must submit my project

to the school. - So?

My last models let me down.

You've plenty already.

Yes, of minorities, ages, colours, sexualities.

It's for the tattoo project.

It doesn't work without a couple representing normality.

Yes, yes.

I need... a white couple,

about 40, heterosexual.

If not, my idea about tattoos

removing differences doesn't work.

OK. I get it. It's a problem.

I thought of a solution, but...

Would your parents do it?

No way, Alice.

Mum...

Mum, please.

No, it's out of the question.

But... You have the right profile, the right age,

and you'd save Julien.

What does it cost you?

It costs me...

Your dad and I are not a couple. That's the cost.

It's only a photo.

To change Julien's life.

He can photograph his own parents.

They're too complicated.

And your dad and I aren't complicated?

It's not the same.

Darling, I'm a major, I can't just do anything.

It's just a photo in a file.

Not even printed out.

He can find couples.

There's a couple.

In the street, restaurants, shops.

They're everywhere.

It's due tonight.

Remember, if he fails to get in, I'll go to Rennes.

That's blackmail.

That's not nice, Alice.

Don't exaggerate.

I don't have time now,

so much to do.

Go and search, OK?

And tonight we'll see about it.

Thanks, Mum.

Hey, hey! I haven't said yes, Alice!

And it's not just me.

Dad? I need to ask you something.

- Hello, Camille. - Hello, Captain.

OK?

I got a text from Erwan.

Did he find something?

Dan's band came out at midnight to prepare their climb.

At 3am they climbed, then went to a bar.

The bar owner and waiter testified.

So they didn't grease the rock.

There's a but, yes?

But one person wasn't with them,

so has no alibi.

I told you I was home alone.

You didn't believe me.

That's no better.

I believe you, but you have no alibi.

I can't invent one.

What will happen to Dan?

We'll take a statement and let him go.

But for the cathedral,

it's up to the judge.

I warned him. He wouldn't stop.

That's what I loved him for.

Why? You don't any more?

Couples need to grow.

A carefree lifestyle is OK for a while.

So you told Isabelle

about the cathedral climb, right?

So she'd report you and Dan would stop?

She offered to help me.

She did it to save my relationship.

And also to put a stop

to the irresponsible climbing

she was opposed to.

2 birds with 1 stone.

Come on, why did you kill her?

It wasn't me.

I had no motive.

I couldn't set a trap on the rock at night.

How do you know about the trap?

News travels fast.

You could have set the trap.

You have the skills. We checked.

Maybe.

But I haven't taken risks for 3 months.

I'm pregnant.

Oh?

Ask my doctor.

No.

OK.

So that's also why Isabelle wanted to help you.

She said the mountain fed on heartbreak,

we didn't need more.

More what? Did she mean her own experience?

I don't know.

She wanted to help. That's all I know.

Dan keeps injuring himself,

and I know where extreme sports lead.

I don't want to raise a kid alone.

I told you.

Dan and Malika aren't criminals.

That's why we're looking elsewhere.

How long were you a couple?

Just under 5 years. Why?

- Was she with a guy before? - No.

Our life was just climbing.

It started after that guy died.

- David? - Yes.

Did they get on well?

Yes.

What's that to do with the murder?

Thanks, Mr. Grassi. We'll be in touch.

Did she have an affair with her assistant

5 years ago?

I think it's likely.

Ask Sophie to check it out.

OK.

Well...

You're well hidden.

What are you doing? Looking for inspiration?

No. I'm just wondering.

About?

Maybe the colonel's right? I'm not that efficient.

No, no, no, no.

No, he's wrong.

Would you take my place, if asked?

Me? Me?

No, thank you.

- No? - No.

Major? No.

So what did Pierre Grassi tell you?

He knows nothing.

So I sent Erwan to see Mrs Menoul.

If her son David

had an affair with Isabelle,

she may remember it.

OK.

I was thinking of Dan and Malika. A great couple.

They make a good team.

If one's in need, the other's there.

Yes. What are you getting at?

Well, Alice called me about Julien's project.

No.

Yes. It'll be fun, that photo.

And help him out.

He wants a couple. We're not plausible.

Never mind, we can pretend. Go on.

You're serious?

Think of the consequences.

If Julien goes to Rennes, so does Alice.

Then Thomas will leave too.

The colonel may make you go too.

And I'll be here alone.

Like an idiot.

I don't fancy that.

I don't want to go back to that. I'm good now.

Unless you think your yoga teacher'll be jealous

of the photo. What's his name?

Greg. Well, Gregory.

I don't like the name.

Look, Paul, you'll find out sooner or later.

Greg and I are getting married.

Bye.

Nonsense.

I can't find anything. And you?

Nothing.

Isabelle had two lives. Extreme climbing until she was 32.

Yes, I saw that. Like a female Dan Tulak.

Worse, with no boyfriend,

just mates to climb impossible cliffs with.

After her assistant died, the opposite.

There's no love affair behind the murder.

Marchal's wrong. He's confusing things.

Sorry?

Drawing parallels between his private life and work.

Yes. He's been single for so long.

He can't have the only woman he loves.

He sees love everywhere.

- Mrs Menoul? - Yes.

Lieutenant Le Bellec, gendarmerie.

I want to ask about your son.

Lucas?

No, David, your eldest son.

Can we talk inside?

My husband left me a year after the accident.

David's death drove us apart.

I was left with a broken heart and a child to raise.

How did your son get on with Isabelle Prioux and Pierre Grassi?

They got on well.

They were a band of youngsters, always living it up,

climbing mountains all day.

David didn't have a girlfriend?

He said the mountain was enough.

He was a secretive boy.

But now I wonder if he had a thing with Isabelle.

What makes you say that?

She came to see me 5 days ago.

She wanted to talk about David.

After all these years...

Was it the first time she'd visited you?

Why did the visit

make you think there'd been something between them?

I let her go up to David's bedroom.

She came back in tears.

Is Erwan still there?

Yes. He searched David's room,

and found a bundle of letters.

Love letters addressed to Isabelle Prioux.

And she read them?

Apparently. The envelopes were torn open.

There was nothing else relating to her.

- Had his mother seen the letters? - No.

Well, she says not,

and Erwan believes her.

OK.

So Isabelle discovered

that 5 years ago, her assistant was in love with her.

I see no link with her death.

We'll find one. We have a lead now.

And why didn't he send the letters to Isabelle?

Who knows? But we'll find out.

- You're confident. - Yes, as usual.

OK.

Léa, about your joke just now...

What joke?

About getting married.

- Ah! - What?

Sorry.

Soler, go on.

Yes, Erwan. Something new?

I'll read it to you now.

OK. Marchal is with me.

We're listening.

"Isabelle, if you read this,

"it'll mean I'm dead.

"I tried to show you my feelings.

"You don't want to know.

"I wrote many letters, but didn't dare send them.

"You'd only glance at them.

"All you care about is that damn mountain.

"To get your attention, I'll try the impossible:

"to climb where only you can go without a rope.

"It's stupid,

"but if it's the only way, I'll take the risk.

"If I die, at least I'll have tried.

"And the mountain will remind you of me.

"For better or worse."

Wow!

So Isabelle realized she was responsible

for David's death.

What a shock.

He wasn't that good, he was just her assistant.

It was suicide.

And you didn't know?

David never said he was in love.

We saw that from the letters.

A secret love.

Isabelle found out 5 days ago,

and you say you noticed nothing?

I saw she was upset,

I thought it was because of the circumstances.

She was laying flowers on the rock. That would make her sad.

Apart from you, Dan Tulak and his band,

no one can climb up the rockface

Isabelle fell from.

Did you check those teenagers?

Why? Would they know how to climb there?

Well, some of them do parkour.

Parkour? Oh yes, like the Yamakazi?

Isabelle said they were good,

but it was hard to teach them safety rules.

Ah! Right.

Thanks, Mr Grassi.

It'll be nice today.

We'll go to the fairy rock.

Have you got everything?

Céline, make sure it's tight.

- Yes, it's good. - OK.

You enjoy teaching.

They're great.

A bit of motivation and they're off.

Yes. And the videos of Dan Tulak?

- I decided to stop. - Good.

Go on. I'll join you.

Arthur... Take it slowly.

Yes, as usual.

I won't deprive Dan of that, but I won't take part any more.

We'll see each other in the evenings, that'll do.

Any news on the murder?

Maybe.

I have a question.

Do you think any of those kids

has the skill needed

to climb the rockface?

Shit, shit.

3 of them. Mathieu, Arthur and Lucas.

Lucas Menoul? David's brother?

- Yes. - Where is he?

He's not here today.

OK. Thanks.

Yes, Paul?

We reached the same conclusion.

Erwan and I are there now.

OK, great. See you later.

Mrs Menoul, hello. Major Soler.

Hello. What's up?

We want to talk to Lucas.

He's not here.

Where is he?

Visiting his brother's grave.

- Will you go? - Yes.

What do you want from him?

First, to talk to him.

And I'd like to see his room.

OK.

Lucas is mad on climbing.

Like his brother.

David transmitted his passion to him.

Lucas always wanted to copy him.

David's accident didn't put him off?

He tells me not to worry, that he's careful.

I know he's lying, he takes risks.

I can't control him.

Excuse me.

I've spent my life worrying about them.

We can't wrap our kids in cotton wool, sadly.

What am I supposed to look at?

The stitches on the sling.

- They're coming undone. - Yes.

Lucas practiced until he found the best way

to sabotage Isabelle's sling, without it showing.

- The perfect sabotage. - Exactly.

Let me summarize.

Lucas found his brother's letters,

read them, and found out

he killed himself for love of Isabelle. OK.

So why did he wait so long to take revenge?

Well, no.

I think it was a string of coincidences.

I think he kept the letters

unopened

out of respect for his brother.

He hoped one day he'd be able

to give them to her.

Plausible.

He told her 5 days ago,

when they met by chance at the town hall.

Isabelle, intrigued, went to get the letters.

Lucas's mother told him she'd been,

he finally read the letters,

and understood everything.

He waited for a chance to kill her.

Erwan's taken him in, but he won't talk.

We've no proof of this.

His world is his family, this ideal brother,

who died like a hero.

The kid's very emotional.

So what?

So we have to make use of that.

I think I'll make him confess.

You don't want to talk, but it's OK,

because I just want you to listen.

Mathieu...

Is it true what the police say, Lucas?

Did you kill Isabelle?

I lost David.

And now I have to lose you too?

If you are guilty, I want you to say so.

Do it for me.

Mum...

Your brother always worried about you.

He wouldn't have wanted you

to murder someone.

Still less the woman he loved.

He died because of her.

I wanted to know why Isabelle said sorry to me.

So you read the letters your brother wrote to her.

For 5 years

I'd kept the secret of David's death without knowing.

Why so much hate? Why kill Isabelle?

Don't you see, she was playing with him?

She killed him.

No.

No, I don't think she knew.

I lost everything because of her.

My brother,

my father who left,

my mother who had depression...

And you still defend her?

I'm not defending anyone, Lucas.

- Just trying to understand. - There's nothing to understand!

I saw her flirting with all the guys,

like she did with David,

posing around them, when in fact

she was happy with Pierre.

And my brother's dead and buried.

And she even wanted to honour him?

Mum, I need you

- You're pulling my hair. - Sorry.

Thanks.

I'll stand here.

The things we do for our kids!

You really want to go out with a fan of Prana?

- With who? - That beanstalk.

Greg?

I hate that name. It hurts my ears.

No, Paul, I'm joking.

Let's get it done. It hurts.

Sorry.

Take her in your arms.

Yes.

- Hold her. - OK.

No, go behind and hold her.

But...

- Yes. Hold her. - OK.

- OK? - Yes, it's OK.

That's it. It's more natural.

Wait, I...

We'll try again.

Yes.

Yes, no...

What can I say?

You're like two strangers.

We need to feel the intimacy.

Oh, right.

We'll try again.

- Ouch, my foot. - Sorry.

- Be careful, Paul. - Yes.

Like that.

OK?

No, straighten up, Paul, you're tense too.

- Straighten up? - Yes.

There. That's much better.

OK. Anyway, it's not working.

Well, change the lens,

reduce focal length, increase aperture.

The pro speaking.

The problem's not the light.

Oh, it's us?

I didn't say that.

Go back in time.

Imagine it's 20 years ago.

You've never touched.

You've wanted to for days.

You can't resist.

You think of nothing else, Paul.

You think of her mouth, you think of her body.

The tension's rising.

You look at each other...

That's it, when you want.

Thanks, that was great.

The photo's stunning too.

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