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Shit.

THE YOUNG MAN AND THE SEA

Thomas!

Come on, honey!

It's nearly time.

You mustn't be late the first day.

Oh no!

What do you think?

Does it suit me?

What did I say?

It's not your fault, darling, it's...

I'm very emotional right now.

I can't control myself. As usual.

What's upsetting you?

Me being a firefighter? You splitting up with Greg?

My grandparents' divorce?

Grandma saying you still love Dad?

I think that's everything, Thomas, you can stop there.

And you can stop that,

I'm not in love with Dad, Grandma's fantasizing.

Dead body at beach

I can't even make breakfast.

No worries, Mum.

Take care.

Sure.

I'm a trainee, they won't send me into a fire yet.

But you still need to be careful.

Hello. Thank you.

- Hello, Major. - Hello, Erwan.

What do we have?

He was found in the water, wearing a wetsuit.

If he was out that early,

he must be keen on watersports.

OK. Anything else?

Not yet. We're trying to identify him.

Who discovered the body?

The lifeguard, over there.

Look. He has a head wound.

The blood clotted, so he was hit out of the water.

That's why I called you.

It's odd to go surfing

with a wound like that.

You were right.

He was strangled

with the string of his kite.

We call it a line, not a string.

And a wing, not a kite.

I haven't seen Captain Marchal.

He's with your father, looking around.

He's not my father, Erwan.

Really?

I mean, technically he is,

but at work,

he's Colonel Pierre Soler.

And why is Colonel Pierre Soler

at a crime scene?

He wants to work in the field,

so he's helping Captain Marchal,

he told me.

I'll talk to the lifeguard.

Yes, of course.

Ah.

Got it.

Bingo.

Kitesurfers never take their keys out.

- Right. - Yes.

Three identical carbon surfboards,

top quality, I can tell you that.

Léa's told me about all your sporting exploits,

but I didn't know you did skiting.

Kiting, we call it.

Yes.

Ah.

I think we have an identification.

Make a search for Eric Delterme,

and get fingerprints.

- And get them to the lab quick. - Yes.

Right, Colonel.

- The door... - Yes.

Yes, of course.

I've really missed working in the field,

in the middle of things, investigating.

- Yes. - Reflecting.

We'll make a great team, you and I.

OK.

Colonel, we have a name.

Eric Delterme.

Captain Marchal does that to me.

Yes, he learned it from me. I taught him.

Seriously, what do we know?

The lifeguard said he was polite, nice, liked by everyone,

easy to get on with

and good with beginners.

That's why he had all those boards,

he's a coach.

He lived with a pupil, Mathieu Guérin, nearby.

I told the Major to go, it's on her way.

Good.

Eric had been living here for 6 months.

He rented the room upstairs.

How did you meet him?

We met on the beach.

Surfing in the same spot.

Where did he live before?

In his van.

That's why I offered him the room.

He gave me free lessons, and the rent

gave us some money.

I haven't worked much the last few years,

I suffered from depression.

Wasn't it hard, a third person here?

Not at all.

Eric brought us joy.

The boys helped me get better.

Mum's working at Natura Hérault now.

Caring for protected species in a park.

To get back to Eric,

how did he get on when he started?

I guess he wasn't the first kitesurfing coach.

He fell out with Maxime at first.

Maxime who?

Maxime Vialat.

A kitesurfing legend.

He taught us everything we know.

Yes. Thank you, Major.

Léa says Eric Delterme

stepped on this Maxime Vialat's toes.

And she says he's not easy-going.

Mr Vialat!

I guess you're here about Eric?

You don't look very upset.

Why should I pretend? I didn't like him.

I like people who don't pretend.

The bastard didn't belong among us surfers.

Why?

Did he outshine you?

No, but he transported all his stuff in his van,

so he could get around fast, and charge lower prices, right?

Yes, that's true.

Good coaches respect the rules of the sea,

the clients' safety.

Can you be more precise?

He took beginners to dangerous spots.

Is that precise enough?

So you have a motive, anger.

Do you have an alibi? Where were you early this morning?

I was surfing. And I didn't see Eric.

And I didn't kill him.

We'll check this at the station.

I love this area, I love it all.

I love the climate, I feel good here.

Mum? Is anything wrong with Lynette?

No, why? She's at nursery.

Am I not allowed to kiss my son now?

It's just a bit embarrassing.

You said you loved the area.

My granddaughter. I can't leave her.

We must find you a flat.

Why don't you come with me to my tango class?

That's a good idea.

The tango will suit you, Erwan.

Why the tango, Mum?

To have fun, relax, let your hair down.

And find a girl.

- Maybe for life. - Or for the night.

Or several girls for several nights.

Or several girls for the same night.

Well, I have work now, so...

OK, I'll leave you. See you soon.

Yes. Bye now.

I'll send the address for the tango class. It's outdoors.

I can't stand this.

Come in.

Hi.

Major.

Did you enjoy working in the field?

It was great.

I'll enjoy working with this brigade.

Did you get anything concrete?

Yes. Eric Delterme is a ghost.

There's nothing on him, no records.

Anything concrete

and positive?

Yes.

In his van we found

lots of leaflets like this.

"Maxime Vialat, French kitesurfing champion."

So the victim had

a leaflet

about his rival in his van?

But look at the phone number.

It's Eric Delterme's number.

So he tried to divert clients away

from Maxime Vialat by pretending to be him?

Is that all?

- So far. - Yes.

OK.

Major.

Major.

- Marchal! - Yes?

The door.

I was the first kitesurfing coach in the area,

and still no one else measures up to me.

In terms of modesty, for sure.

So Eric exploited your fame

and you heard about it?

Yes, but I didn't care.

I have plenty of pupils.

And we didn't take the same kind of pupil.

Meaning?

Eric was interested

in the idiots who want photographs in inaccessible spots,

to post on social media.

Why did you care?

Are you sure there was nothing else?

Oh no, no, I'm not lying.

He did stupid things with his pupils,

so the mayor was going to ban kitesurfing.

And you'd have lost your job.

So I told the mayor I'd report

all those who broke the rules.

You reported Delterme?

No, I didn't have time.

When he heard about it,

he came begging me not to tell.

He said he'd stop doing those things.

When someone's scared of being reported,

it's because he's already been in trouble.

Or wants to avoid a criminal record.

Yes.

The police checked the van's number plate.

It belonged to a René Delorme,

who died 3 years ago aged 88.

- Was it declared stolen? - No.

- His family? - A grandson.

I'm waiting for news from the main office.

Ah. That's it.

Shit.

Eric Delorme.

There we are.

The victim was using a false identity.

OK. I must go now, Mum. Bye.

Here, green tea, no sugar, just as you like it.

Are you OK?

What have you done?

Nothing! No, nothing at all,

I just wanted to know how you are

after splitting up with...

With Greg. Thanks for the tea.

I'm here if you need me.

A breakup is like losing a part of yourself.

And from this incomplete self,

from this incomplete self, you learn to mend yourself,

but it takes time and kindness.

Where did you read this?

On Psycho Blog.

A great site I discovered... They answer any question.

You understood what you just said?

Yes. Up to losing yourself,

then I got a bit lost.

You're the last person I'd want to discuss this with, Paul.

Really?

OK. Right.

Your parents' divorce

is hard too.

Your mother was really fired up at Alice's birthday.

When she said that you'd just tried things out with...

but you were really thinking of me.

It was nonsense.

Yes. Total nonsense.

And Thomas joining the fire brigade.

OK, Paul. Know what?

Your son gave me the same list, I'll soon know it by heart.

OK. He also told me you cried when you saw him.

No, no, no. I...

I didn't cry,

I don't know why he said that.

But at 12, he still needed a light

in the corridor to go to sleep, so...

He won't make a gendarme, or a firefighter.

He needs to work in a safe, secure place,

with 4 walls and a roof.

- Yes, like a house. - Yes.

That's why I came to talk to you.

I have a plan.

What sort of plan?

A plan to change his mind.

Sabine gave me the idea.

I think it's a good one.

I had to take samples from deep in the parietal lobe.

If you have any questions, speak up.

Are you OK?

As a firefighter, you'll see bodies with wounds,

mutilations, even worse. By coming here, you've got an idea

of what you'll see.

If you can't do it, just say.

No one will judge you at all.

What are these scars, like Frankenstein's?

Incisions.

To open the body and remove the organs.

It's the only way to find the cause of death.

Then we take the organs,

put them in iceboxes and send them to the lab.

- Wow! - Careful.

These lungs are amazing. Like in biology.

Look!

And I cut the sternum with this.

Can you show me?

Come on, we're not making sausages.

This is not what I expected, so...

For once, someone is really interested in my work.

It wasn't a good idea. It's a total failure.

A total failure. See you later.

Major.

- I got this. - Thanks.

Inès, anything on Delterme?

Delorme.

Yes, Delorme.

Just a few misdemeanours.

Lost his parents young,

raised by a grandfather in Cap d'Agde.

Then he was left alone.

He was an excellent kitesurfer

when he came here, already giving lessons.

Why did he leave Cap d'Agde

to hide here under a false name?

If I wanted to hide,

I'd move further than 65 km.

Yes.

Unless something or someone held me back.

- We'll send Sabine there. - OK.

- Adeline. - Yes, Major.

Can you add Delorme, please.

OK.

Dad, come.

Franck and I will brief you.

Are you OK, Paul?

Studying the lesions, Franck found a residue,

from the object the victim was hit with.

What... What sort of residue?

We don't know yet, we'll send it to the lab

and wait for the results.

No need to say more. Thanks, Franck.

So can you help me, Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde?

Go on, Thomas.

One of these tattoos.

We think he did it himself, it's not well done.

I think it's a heart.

A heart.

You're so romantic.

Don't hang around,

he's going to open a real heart.

Do we know why Delorme left Cap d'Agde

to come and hide in Montpellier?

I've just seen the cops,

and he's not in their records.

But when I asked them,

they remembered he was involved in a kitesurf accident last year.

A girl was seriously injured. Dana Marchand, 18.

Marchand. OK. He was responsible?

Apparently, yes.

I'm asking that because there's nothing in my files.

The family didn't want to pursue him.

Really, why?

No idea, and we can't see Dana till tomorrow.

So we have more work,

and I won't be back for a while.

Right.

Bye then, Captain.

Hi, honey.

- Hi. - OK?

You came home late, I didn't hear you.

I worked late, and I start early.

Apart from that, are you OK?

What have you done now, Dad?

Spit it out.

Oh, it's tricky at the moment,

your mum and Grégory splitting up,

and now your grandparents.

But I think she needs...

For you to be with her a bit more.

OK.

Anything else?

- No, I... - Are you sure?

Of course.

Yes, yes.

Hi, darling.

I knew you were hiding something.

Hello.

- Your grandpa. - Yes.

He's going to live with us, here,

for a while.

Grandpa, I...

I thought you and Grandma were for life.

No, darling, you know, we all have dreams,

desires, hopes,

but life has more imagination than we have.

Lots of imagination in our family, eh?

No way.

To life!

OK. To love, then.

To us three.

Hello.

Paul.

Why are you here so early? A problem?

No, I'm working.

- Is it Thomas? - No.

- Is it Alice? - No, it isn't.

- OK. - No, no.

I have something.

Go on, tell me.

A year ago, Eric was giving lessons to Dana

in Cap d'Agde, no problem.

Yes, I know about that.

Then one day, an accident, rescuers, helicopter,

Dana in a coma.

No complaint or charges for Eric,

though it was a danger zone.

But he said she'd lost control before she reached

the forbidden zone.

As she was in a coma, she couldn't contradict him.

Yes, but 6 months ago, she woke up.

That's your info?

The beginning of it.

- And the rest? - Yes, sorry.

The telephone records I've just obtained

show that Dana called Eric several times recently.

Right.

That's good info.

- You'll work on it? - OK.

Your partner.

No, what can I say, not your teammate but your mentor,

your new best friend.

Just friends.

Just friends.

And at the same time...

it's reassuring.

I was so scared my father

would meet another woman,

but now he's with you,

it's good.

Unless I've misunderstood...

Oh, what a thought.

- Are you mad? - No.

No, no. You can't say that.

Your father and your kids' father!

You've lost your sense of humour.

I thought you were fun.

Is it the result of your accident?

Yes, I have a few more weeks.

With a bit of training, I can kitesurf again.

Look what that brought you,

that and meeting Eric.

- Mum! - Sorry.

I didn't wish him dead.

But it's his fault.

Mum! That's enough.

The Captain and I were wondering why you called Eric

a few days ago.

Come with me, Dana, we'll have a chat.

It seems she didn't tell you she was still calling Eric. Why?

Was the relationship so intolerable for you,

Mrs Marchand?

You forced him to move from here.

Of course. He nearly killed my daughter.

You said you'd drop charges

if he went away, right?

He promised he wouldn't tell Dana.

Right.

But after a few months he couldn't resist,

he started seeing her again.

Was there no solution but murder?

I didn't know they'd met again.

But I read in the press that surfers

had killed some flamingos in a protected area near here,

the Méjean lagoon.

I was sure that he was up to mischief again.

So what did you do?

I told the guards who watch over the lagoon.

Those guys have a bad reputation.

They're ex-prisoners on rehabilitation.

You thought they'd get Eric for surfing where he shouldn't,

right?

Why did you call Eric?

To tell him that I didn't blame him.

After several months in a coma?

I know forgiveness is good therapy, but nevertheless...

Dana, look at me.

Eric wasn't just your coach.

I missed him so much.

I was madly in love with him.

When I came round, I couldn't resist calling him.

And he hadn't forgotten me either.

When did you last see him?

Yesterday morning.

On the beach where you found him.

What time was that?

About 7am.

I saw him for 10 minutes, then I had to go to uni.

What do you think of Dana?

I think she...

Excuse me. Here's where we are.

Eric offered illegal trips to Méjean lagoon.

But we only found 100 euros among his belongings,

and no bank activity.

The trips were expensive, so where's the money?

Maybe an accomplice kept it all.

What accomplice?

Avoiding the lagoon guards is one thing,

but to get into the site

there's a security gate, it's all fenced off.

Maybe a guard let him in

with his clients.

Go find out.

I'll go.

OK. Take Mauriac.

OK.

You OK, Erwan?

You look a bit down.

It's just that now it's never

Marchal and Lebellec.

Yes, but it wasn't his decision,

I gave the order, so...

- Yes. - Eh?

I never thought I'd ask this, but...

Are you jealous?

Jealous? No, no.

Not at all.

It's just that it's not how it used to be.

Well, show him you still exist,

that you're indispensable.

In the old days,

they compared us to Lethal Weapon.

- Lethal Weapon? - You didn't know?

No, I didn't.

Who used to say that?

Well...

People, lots of people.

Hey!

What are you doing? No admittance to the public.

We're not the public,

we're the gendarmerie.

Do you often use that?

Never, it's just to discourage poachers.

Or kitesurfers?

Unless they pay you to let them in?

From the hut, we can't see who's in a car.

If the barrier opens, the driver has a badge to get in.

You don't check more carefully?

I would,

but there are only 3 of us.

The badges

are issued by you?

No.

By the company that manages the lagoon.

- Which is? - Natura Hérault.

- Right. - That's it.

Natura Hérault

is where Eric's landlady Daphnée works.

Daphnée, yes. We just have to...

Natura Hérault says Daphnée Guérin

ordered a second badge,

as she lost hers.

Lost, or stolen by Eric

to get into Méjean lagoon easily.

Sabine's gone to see her.

After the flamingos' death,

the site may lose its protected status.

Daphnée Guérin should have pressed charges,

but she didn't.

Mrs Guérin!

Captain Mauriac, Gendarmerie.

Any news?

Maybe.

Can you show me your badge, please?

This is a copy.

Where's the original?

That's it.

Don't lie to me.

You gave the original to Eric, right?

He used it to organize

excursions on the lagoon.

So you're his accomplice.

You understand you're our main suspect,

Mrs Guérin?

Why would I kill him?

He led you into trouble,

just at the moment

when you were feeling better.

You could have lost everything.

That's a good motive.

Not at all.

He promised me he wouldn't do it again.

Then why didn't he give you back the badge?

I don't know.

He told me he'd return it,

he just had to find it,

and anyway I had a copy.

Let's assume that.

So he said he needed to go there

just once, for one trip?

And you believed him?

He'd saved enough to open his kitesurfing school.

He even planned to hire Mathieu.

Tell me, Mrs Guérin, you didn't take those risks

just so your son would have a job?

You don't understand.

Eric was always kind to me.

When he moved in,

I was in a deep depression.

He did all he could to help me.

Took me out, made me laugh.

He even taught me kitesurfing.

I thought it was too late, at my age.

He proved me wrong.

Was Eric your lover?

I never thought I'd experience that again.

You felt loved once again?

I wasn't just a mother, I was a woman again.

Right.

We've analyzed Eric's calls

in the last few weeks.

He asked some travel agencies for prices.

- To Rio de Janeiro. - Brazil?

Yes.

Unless there's another Rio.

No. But it's odd, using a travel agency.

Young people don't do that, do they?

Nowadays everything's online.

Unless you only have cash.

That's why we didn't find money, he'd already paid in cash.

It's likely, yes.

But this trip doesn't fit

with what Daphnée Guérin said.

Something's not right.

When my husband died...

I collapsed.

My depression stopped me from caring for my son.

This secret love affair did me so much good.

We were good together, nothing else mattered.

So I guess he told you his plans?

His trip to Brazil?

We'll tell the major.

The tickets to Brazil?

Eric paid an agency for 2 tickets

to Brazil

and a hotel booking in Copacabana.

The second ticket isn't for Daphnée Guérin.

No! It's for Dana Marchand.

Yes, Major.

Because he had 2 women in his life.

Daphnée Guérin and Dana Marchand.

He told one he was opening a kitesurfing school

to stay near her,

he invited the other to Brazil.

So in fact,

both women had betrayal as a motive.

So we have 2 suspects with no alibis.

Maybe even 4.

Anne Marchand,

Dana's mother.

She couldn't stand

Dana going back to Eric.

Mathieu Guérin, as Eric was his mother's lover.

Well done, Colonel.

With his secrets,

Eric made 4 enemies.

Major, shall we share the interrogations?

With pleasure.

Can you take Mrs Guérin?

- Of course. - Great, see you later.

Bye.

- Thanks, Sergeant. - Not at all.

It's better here, no?

Between you and me, I hate interview rooms, they're oppressive.

I prefer the open air.

I don't know what else I can say.

I didn't kill Eric.

Sugar?

Do you know Dana Marchand?

No.

Who is she?

A young kitesurfer who had lessons from Eric.

She had an accident.

Oh, yes. I didn't know her name.

But Eric told you about her?

One day,

his phone didn't stop ringing.

He said she'd been harassing him for months.

Did she kill him?

Are you OK?

Getting your bearings?

Trying to get the feel of it.

Did you know Eric wanted to take you to Brazil?

He was always promising to.

I said by the time he'd saved the money,

we'd be too old to kitesurf.

Well, he found a way to pay for it.

He'd booked a romantic trip for the two of you.

Why didn't he say?

Maybe he wanted to surprise you.

What are you doing?

It's to take off when you're alone.

You put sand on the wing.

Right, I see. Clever.

But then what do you do to take off?

You yank it up, the sand falls off

and the wing rises.

OK.

Will you find out who killed him?

Yes.

Of course.

Come in.

We can take Anne Marchand off the list.

Why?

She doesn't kitesurf.

OK. So?

We agree that, when Eric's kite took off, he was unconscious?

Yes, because of the blow to the head.

We also know he used to surf alone,

so he must have weighed down his wing to take off.

Sure, if you say so, I believe you.

It's a trick we surfers know well.

And for the murderer to be able...

To make the kite take off,

he must have known this trick

that "you surfers" know.

Anne Marchand never went kitesurfing. She didn't know it.

So we eliminate Anne Marchand. We still have 3 suspects.

Maybe you have a bright idea to help us, Kelly Slater?

You know him?

- Everyone knows him. - OK.

I need to take Daphnée Guérin out, please.

OK, later.

Right. Thanks.

Where are we going?

Didn't you hear? The plans have changed.

The colonel's with Marchal.

Anthony's fetching Mathieu Guérin to take him to the crime scene.

Why did Marchal ask you?

He didn't, he asked Anthony.

I'm just informing you.

So why ask you to inform me he's asking someone else?

Is he sidelining me, or what?

Why on earth would he do that?

Are you OK?

Yes, and don't hesitate to tell Marchal if he asks:

Erwan's fine, thanks.

Oh dear, he really needs to find a girl.

Why is everyone saying that?

Yes, I heard you.

Fine, I'll stay here, to please everyone.

I'll never go out, just do paperwork.

OK.

It's OK, darling. I'm here.

I'm here.

Why the hell are we here?

You'll soon see.

Dana, you're brave,

just hang on a bit longer, OK?

Thanks.

There's only one solution.

They're coming.

Why is my son here?

You know him.

No. Who is he?

He's already seen you, anyway.

When was it, Mathieu?

Yesterday morning? About 7am, right?

Maybe when you were talking to Eric,

right here?

Mathieu,

now's the time.

Tell us what you saw.

Mathieu, what have you done?

What have I done?

You didn't see. They weren't talking, they were kissing.

We were in love. So what?

You were in love?

For weeks, your lover was my mother's lover!

Mathieu, no.

You didn't see it.

He was going to destroy you, Mum.

Send you back into that depression.

What else could I do?

When did you realise your mother and Eric

were lovers?

It was obvious.

She started wearing makeup again, she smiled.

And you didn't want to talk to them about it?

No, if they wanted to keep it secret, it was fine by me.

I'd never seen her so happy since my father died.

Tell me what happened yesterday, Mathieu.

Eric went surfing, but he'd forgotten his phone.

He got a text from a travel agent.

2 tickets to Rio de Janeiro.

I thought it was a surprise for Mum.

I wanted to give him the phone and go kitesurfing,

so I took my kit and went to the beach.

But then...

You saw him kissing Dana.

So you waited till she left,

then went to see Eric

and asked him for an explanation.

He just shrugged his shoulders, saying

it wasn't my business, Mum would understand.

So you realized it wasn't your mother

he was taking to Brazil.

He had no right to do that!

You don't know what it's like,

having to watch your mother constantly

in case she tops herself.

Struggling to keep her alive because of this fucking illness.

What happened, Mathieu?

What did you do?

I went berserk.

When he said life goes on,

calmly weighting his wing.

Thanks for the ride.

It was my pleasure. Cheers!

It helps you take a step back.

- Reflect a bit. - Yes.

During the ride, I was thinking of something

you said to me once.

What did I say?

That your career wasn't your priority. You said that

when I was trying to convince you to become a major.

And so?

So this trip with you opened my eyes.

My career

is my priority.

It's in my blood.

My wife doesn't get it, but...

As long as they want me, I'll work.

Even if you lose your wife?

Think carefully, Pierre,

it's not a decision to be taken lightly.

Leaving the woman who shared your life

isn't... - Paul.

I can't give up my career.

OK then.

Yes, but things don't always go

according to plan, Léa.

Sure, let's say that.

And Franck says Thomas loved the lab.

He seems to have potential.

After the biology, it's not surprising.

Yes, OK, I'll make up for it.

Anyway, I've succeeded.

You reconciled my parents?

Dad told me

about the biking, and staying with you.

I couldn't leave him homeless, could I?

Why, is it a problem?

What?

Having him to stay?

Not at all, we get on well.

I love your father.

Provided he doesn't keep singing Mexico, it's fine.

- He sang Luis Mariano? - Yes.

So you made him drink?

Not at all, no.

You're lying, Paul. I don't believe that.

What did you succeed at, then?

I kept it in the middle.

What?

The egg.

What are you on about?

I succeeded in getting to you

and keeping the egg in the middle of the pizza.

- Cooee. - No way?

You used to tell the kids:

"When things are bad, there's always pizza."

Yes.

Will you let me in, or shall I swim?

You won't swim, I'll let you in.

It's better in here.

You don't say!

Here we go.

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