All language subtitles for Art of The Crime s04e01 Le testament de Van Gogh

ARLES, DECEMBER 23, 1888.

MUSEE D'ORSAY, 130 YEARS LATER.

- Action, Julien!
- This magnificent "Arl�sienne",

It was painted in Arles in
November 1888, a few months

after Van Gogh's arrival in
the small Proven�al town.

But the painter still did not know,
that he would soon be a victim,

of one of the most famous
dramas in the history of art.

He was below this room, in
his study on the ground floor,

when Vincent cut off his ear.

But what really happened on the
night of December 23-24, 1888?

Why did Van Gogh,
before collapsing in his bed,

gave his severed ear to a
girl in a notorious part of town?

To try to understand,
our team has

meticulously
reconstructed for you...

the interior of the
painter's house,

with the help of
the best historians.

I invite you to watch it with me now.

- So we go directly?
- Yes, through the front door.

- And the Van Gogh doll?
- The prop girl is on it.

- Daniel gave his approval to the set?
- Yes, he came this morning.

Everyone ready for a rehearsal?

- The flowers are great, come on!
- A little makeup.

That is important. Thank you.

When the commissioner entered the
yellow house on the morning of December 24,

alerted by a local policeman,
he found a worrisome disorder...

- Shall I go upstairs now?
- Yes, go now.

Follow me and show the
bloodstains on the wall.

Seeing all this blood,
Inspector d'Ornano wondered...

what awaited him above.

Next to Vincent's room was
that of Paul Gauguin, who

was initially thought to
have killed his housemate.

The police, finding the body of
the Dutchman lying on the bed,

unconscious on blood-soaked

sheets, he thought
it was a murder.

Behind this door
is the famous room.

And this is what our
Commissioner found that morning.

Daniel!

Daniel...

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THE ART OF CRIME - S04E01.

No, Hugo, he should be with
me, not with that police girl.

That? Yes ok,

Appearances are one thing, but...

if he was really in love with her,

Why would he keep dreaming of kissing me?

Me!

Not at all.

He just forgot about dreams.

He forgot he
wanted me, that's all.

- If you say so.
- It's just a slight lapse in memory.

A temporary one.

I still don't know how, but...

he will get his memory back, believe me.

Captain, what did the doctor
say about his memory loss?

He said I'm fine

- I can live with that.
- Oh really?

It seems that he disappoints you.
- Not at all.

But forgetting a week of your life...

- I knew it was here somewhere.
- What's that?

- The catering menu for...
- For?

For my wedding.

With who?

- With Juliette of course!
- Yes of course.

You are the first to know.

- Congratulations.
- I am going to marry...

- The Commander calls you.
- I'm going now, Adele, thank you.

Are you okay, Miss Chassagne?

- I slipped.
- Was he hurt?

No.

Watch out, Alex already
broke his leg on his scooter.

That's enough, knock on wood.
Here.

Are you OK?

I'm fine.

- Do you know Daniel Blanc?
- The art historian?

Sure, I read his article
on Van Gogh last month.

Because?

- Will we work with him?
- No.

They beat him to
death with a hammer.

They are waiting for
you at the crime scene.

Have you been working
with him for a long time?

He was my historical adviser.

He designed this house
with the set designers.

He knew everything about
Van Gogh, everything.

His wife said that she arrived at 8:00 am.

Was there anyone else here?

No, I was filming at
the Mus�e d'Orsay.

He came here to check the set.

Did he mention any kind of threat?

- He argued with someone?
- Not that I can think of.

He was so kind, so passionate...

We'll need a statement. Noah?

- Can you take care of that?
- OK. This way please.

Are you okay, Miss Chassagne?

Everything's fine?

Yes, thanks.

The killer must have known that he
would be alone, with no witnesses.

- Murdered where Van Gogh almost died.
- Okay, and... what else?

They found him lying in a
pool of blood, just like him.

Ok, go on...

That's a lot of coincidences,
don't you think?

Is the killer trying
to tell us something?

Something symbolic?

- Symbolic, yes.
- Look at this...

I found something in
Daniel Blanc's email.

Well great.

That's what I meant
by your perception.

- It's dated yesterday, anonymous.
- "Bastard son."

- What do you know about his parents?
- Almost nothing. They are both dead.

It can be that.

- Can we trace the sender?
- Clear.

- Get on it.
- Mrs. Arnaud...

I am the producer, I have the
right to know what is happening.

Mrs. Arnaud, Captain Verlay.
I have some questions to ask you...

Me too. Is this crime
related to my show?

Will it delay filming?

Listen, I'm very
saddened by his death,

but neither my bank
nor the insurers care.

I understand you, but I
can't answer you now.

Incredible!

- Are you married?
- Sorry?

- You are married?
- Both of us? No.

Rent a room, find staff,

decoration, flowers, gifts,
coordination... Have you done that?

- But.

Well, a TV session
like this is much worse.

So if they're going to cancel
it, I'd like to tell the in-laws,

- because they already paid for everything.
- OK.

The forensic team will do their job,

and in 24 hours it
should be fine, okay?

- Good thank you.
- Adele?

Show us that email. Ms.
Arnaud, do you have any idea...

Whose could have
sent this to Daniel Blanc?

"Bastard son"?

No idea.

Ms. Chassagne,
our art historian,

needs access to
Daniel Blanc's research,

Yeah.

I'll take care of that.

Thank you, Mrs. Arnaud. You
can tell the in-laws about... whatever.

- She's a little...
- Yeah.

Still, if you ever get
married, you'll understand.

Shall we go back to work?

I know you had a feeling
about the symbolic.

She will leave you to your investigation.
Go for it!

"Go for it..."

Why kill him in this room?

She really loved this yellow house.

You left her to go to
the Saint-R�my asylum.

Nobody wanted me in Arles.

I lost my head.

I would cut off my ear.

But it was just a crisis.

We don't really know what it was.

It could have been
a form of epilepsy.

He was here... getting better.

Painting my best works.

Her request made my crisis worse.

They took me out of my house.

He locked me up in that asylum.

Wait...

Wait...

That is...

It's obvious!

- What we have?
- Thank you.

Six months ago, Daniel
Blanc published an article...

explaining Van Gogh's
internment in Saint-R�my.

A petition signed by 30
people who lived near him.

It was then that the mayor
of Arles had him admitted.

At the end of the article, Blanc
reveals that he descends...

of one of the signatories,
the owner of the yellow house.

So he is the boy, and the bastard
is his great-great-grandfather.

Who caused Van
Gogh's confinement.

Van Gogh's neighbors
cannot be blamed

for fearing someone
who cuts off his ear.

No, they didn't take him out
of the yellow house out of fear.

Daniel Blanc names 30
signatories, all friends of his ancestor.

He owned the yellow house...

and he wanted to replace
Van Gogh with another tenant.

- That makes sense?
- Yeah.

So they sent him to a
nursing home for money.

Yes, and some say that
if that had not happened...

he would never have killed
himself a year after dating.

The famous room,
symbol of paradise lost.

Van Gogh never returned to Arles.

So Daniel Blanc was
murdered in that room...

to avenge the death of a
dead painter, 130 years ago?

Exactly.

Ms. Chassagne thinks the

email has to do
with the article.

Okay, check it out.

Let's start with the witnesses.

- Alright. I'll bring your coffee.
- I will be here.

It's Juliette, I'll be right back.

Yeah?

I'll call them, don't worry.
I just found it.

Alright.
We will tell you that...

When my brother told
me that he was getting

married, I felt that he
was losing everything.

I thought he was driving me crazy.

I know.
You cut off your ear that night.

I won't do that, if you don't mind.

I'll try something else instead.

Captain!

- Captain!
- Yeah?

- Can he come with me?
- Yes, if you want it that way.

Miss Chassagne, she is very
kind, but why is she so interested...

What do you remember that week?
I feel good without...

I know. But what if I said...

that you met the Queen
of England and got naked.

You will want to know if it is true.

Of course.
It would be very embarrassing.

Well, I'm going to stimulate,

your olfactory and visual memory.

Know what it is?

It's myrrh.

- What are you...
- Trust me, she'll help you, okay?

You trust me, don't you?
Come then.

- What I do...?
- Just breathe gently.

Alright.
Now she looks at the mummy.

She tries to look at him, fixedly.

There.
You've seen this mummy before.

You even dreamed of it.

She was in the dream with you.

In a house that smelled of myrrh.

And it was fine.

And good?

I'm sorry... nothing.

Nothing?

- Nothing at all.
- Captain?

- What's happening?
- I spoke with Daniel Blanc's wife.

She said it was the
petition article that started it.

Very good. Wait.

- How did she know?
- The day she left,

Blanc started receiving
strange calls, day and night.

Did you receive threats?

He does not know it. He
didn't want her to worry...

- Can you investigate the calls?
- Clear.

Do it. Thank you.

Good job.

Did he come back?

No, I mean the article.

The guy calling Blanc was the
same guy who sent the email.

So... good job.

- Well, what is this?
- Nothing.

It's just that you've never
said that to me before.

- What's the matter?
- Don't know. Not well?

- Yes.
- Then make the most of it.

He doesn't remember wanting me...

and yet he is kinder to me
than ever, he is adorable.

- What's happening to him?
- Marriage changes a man.

He realizes that he has to
be more attentive to others.

So it doesn't mean he loves me.

I do not know but...

Dreaming of you once does
not mean that he is in love.

There is a difference, see?

- Yes.
- Look at Van Gogh.

Th�o's wedding plans
drove him crazy. And then...

he-tried to accept it.
- Yeah.

She painted it for the
birth of Th�o's son.

You're right.

I'll let him go.
He was never in love with me.

It's all in my head.

Is he.

Hello?
No, you're not bothering me.

Thanks for asking so kindly.

Yes, he is very kind of you.

Sorry?

Did you find the guy who
sent the "bastard kid" email?

Good. I will be right there.

- No, Florence...
- I know, I have to stop chasing him.

I'll start tomorrow.

Jonas Kieffer, 22, art student.

You are very active in
the networks, aren't you?

World groups, anarchist
groups, anti-capitalists...

You are also a big
fan of Van Gogh.

And?

Vincent symbolizes the individual
crushed by bourgeois conformism.

He was on the side of the workers.

So, was it capitalism
that killed him?

He was punished for being different.

Because he didn't make money.
He committed suicide because of the asylum.

So yes, the
capitalists killed him.

OK.

Did you make this video?

THEY KILLED VAN GOGH

"They killed Van Gogh".
A bit aggressive, isn't it?

Weren't they aggressive
towards Van Gogh?

We are no longer sure
that he committed suicide.

Why go back to your room
having botched your suicide?

You had the strength to walk
with a bullet in your chest...

but not shoot a second time?

He didn't want to die in the
dung in the middle of nowhere.

The trajectory of the bullet
was from top to bottom.

It's a strange
position for a suicide.

I...

I do not remember anymore.

We know you spent time
with some young people who...

they liked to handle weapons.

After leaving Saint-R�my,
you stayed in Auvers-sur-Oise.

On July 27, 1890, they
saw you leave the hostel.

After lunch, loading
your painting materials.

You came home that night,
injured and without your supplies.

Nobody knows what happened
during those five hours.

"Nobody's to blame.
I wanted to kill myself."

Those were your last words.

Because?

Were you afraid that young
people would be blamed?

It would be ironic if Daniel
Blanc died due to a historical error.

Was Daniel Blanc's
article your inspiration?

And if it was?

This email, "Bastard boy."

Was it the capitalists or
was it you who sent it to him...

to the 30 descendants of the petition?

- It was me.
- I see.

I want to denounce the descendants
of these murderers. Is that a crime?

No, but Daniel Blanc
was murdered yesterday.

That?

- Wait... you don't think I killed him?
- Don't know.

You harassed him on the phone. 18
calls over three days, even at 4:00 am.

- But no, I've never done that...
- Yes, he did.

With a prepaid phone
so as not to be tracked.

No, what nonsense!

Does this mean anything to you?

When Daniel Blanc's ancestor kicked
him out of this room, he aggravated

Van Gogh's illness, and I think
that's why you killed him on the spot.

What's happening?

- That?
- Captain Mariton brought his children to you.

- Shit, I forgot.
- He's waiting upstairs.

Good. Take charge.

Well, Goldilocks?

Sorry, I lost track of time.

- I'm getting used.
- Are you OK?

When will you get home?

I have a big operative.
I may be late.

When will you tell them
that we are getting married?

Now? Yes...
I need to think about what to say.

- I can't just drop it.
- Antoine, I think you already know.

They realize things at that age.

I'll talk to them, I promise.

It's just that I tell them, "Daddy's
getting married," it's not...

- And your turn, is it over?
- Now I'm in an interrogation.

You may have an idea.

- Hello, Juliette.
- Hello. I'm going now.

- See you tonight.
- Yeah.

Are you okay, Miss Chassagne?

I'm sorry, dad, but I can't go.

I am babysitting. Hey!

No, I wasn't talking to you.
I'll call you back dad.

- It's cultural!
- Yes, I'm sure of that.

But culture can wait.
Do you like riders? Look at this.

- Is it gold paint?
- Yeah! The original is in the Louvre.

Do you like Van Eyck?

- He says it's a wedding.
- Yes that's how it is.

This is a rich Flemish
merchant, and this is his wife.

And she is getting
married in a green dress.

She seems sad to
get married, like dad.

What do you mean "like dad"?

Juliette is nice.
But dad is not in love with her.

- Why do you say that?
- When he goes to work,

he always forgets to kiss her.

And at home, she looks sad.

He thinks he's happy with
Juliette, but it's not true.

Oh really?

- Ms. Chassagne?
- Yeah?

- Do you have two seconds?
- Yeah.

Are you okay kids?

Dad won't be long.
Be good. Come on.

We checked Kieffer's
alibi, it wasn't him.

Maybe he had an accomplice.

Like a sect of Van
Gogh worshipers?

No, but the calls started
after Blanc's article came out...

There has to be a connection.

Who didn't like it?

Maybe the other descendants?

Yes maybe.

Would you mind doing that?

- Sorry?
- I'm alone with them tonight,

- And with the wedding and all that...
- I understand.

No problem.

- Did they talk to you?
- About?

- The wedding...
- The wedding? Not at all.

It was very kind of
you to sit with them,

and making you work
alone tonight, so...

You are really great.

I'm great!

So he's especially nice to you?

Yes, with me.

And why did you tell me about your wedding?

I'm not your friend, I'm your colleague.

You've never seen us together,
so you can't imagine, but...

When we're together, there's a...
I don't know, it's...

It is not palpable, but it is strong.

Is there.

But he has forgotten that he wanted
me, and now I don't know what happens.

It's like I'm afraid of losing you.

- Unconsciously, obviously.
- Lose myself?

Marrying Juliette is a way
of denying her desire for you,

- As if she couldn't leave you.
- Of course!

It is totally logical!

- I was right all along...
- But Miss Chassagne,

her hidden desire from her for
you may not come back to him.

Especially if his desire
for Juliette is stronger.

Juliette, whom he forgets
to kiss before going to work!

Good. Now we agree...

- How do I stop the wedding?
- Sorry?

Give me some advice...

otherwise I don't see
what I'm doing here?

You're being analyzed by a
psychoanalyst, Miss Chassagne.

I am not a guru
or a homewrecker.

Yeah...

Of course.

Hello.
Captain, I found something...

about Daniel Blanc,
but I'll come back later.

No, precisely, we have
something to ask you.

Me?

Yeah?

Do you prefer beef or chicken?
Answer without thinking.

- Chicken.
- No!

I'm sorry, but chicken is not a holiday.

On the contrary, chicken
is perfect for a wedding!

- You take a thigh and you're going to talk.
- It's very elegant.

I think my presence
does not seem necessary.

- I'll be back later...
- No, wait, it's my turn.

Do you prefer a
sit-down meal or a buffet?

- This is the last question.
- We never agree, it's crazy.

- Buffets.
- Fine, I see.

I understand. They
are in cahoots right?

- That? No...
- Obviously yes.

Chicken buffet will be very good.

And you, well done.
You almost got me.

- Oh really! But we didn't...

Bye bye.

We don't talk about that,
right? I do not know anymore.

No.

Did you want to tell me about
something about Daniel Blanc?

Yeah.

Look what I found.

Blanc for his article, he
had to identify the petitioners,

so he had to compare
the 30 petition signatures,

with all those in the Arles
registry over 50 years of age.

I checked, there are thousands
of files, months of work.

- And then?
- I couldn't have done it alone.

Someone must have
helped him, except the

article about him doesn't
mention an assistant.

He does not thank
anyone, as if he did it alone.

Did Daniel Blanc steal someone's
research to publish his article?

Exactly.

- And you would kill a man for that?
- No, not me, as you know.

Although if someone steals
months of research from me,

It would possibly give him a hard time.

It's worth checking out.
Good job, Miss Chassagne. Bravo.

- Thank you.
- Answer, he is your father.

- Dad?
- Florence, you will never believe me.

That?

Did you meet a TV presenter,
Julien Qui... something?

Yes, Quignard, he is a
witness in a murder case.

He said that he saw you
and had the idea to call me.

Well and for what?

To replace the historian
with whom he worked.

And did you accept?

- Do you think I'm not up to it?
- No.

Van Gogh is your
thing, but television...

As a historian,

I'd rather teach than chase
ghosts with a dumb cop.

I take back what I said.
You're going to be great.

I will not be alone.

The technicians have painstakingly
reconstructed the yellow house.

How do you know?

Because I'm standing here.
I have to go do my makeup.

- We're rehearsing.
- To put on your makeup?

Can you bring me back the
Daniel Blanc investigation?

I'll need it for Van Gogh's
death in Auvers-sur-Oise.

I'm sorry, but I don't
have anything on that.

But that is impossible.
It's not here, so they must have it.

- As I said, I have nothing...
- Flo flo, I have to leave you,

Mr. Quignard is waiting.
I told him you'd love to help us.

- See you later.
- Dad...

He hung up on me!

Florence, about time.

- Hi, are you okay?
- Yes, thanks.

This is all the
producer gave us.

There is nothing about
Van Gogh's death.

So you've lost it.

- My daughter is distracted.
- And my father is very nice.

Would you have another box elsewhere?

He didn't tell me.
We were supposed to meet today...

to discuss the second
part of the program.

In five minutes, Mr. Chassagne.

I'm on my way, dear.
Did my organic cookies arrive?

- Yes, they are here.
- Your organic cookies!

- Do you have everything you need, Madonna?
- Julien, it's your turn.

Ok, I'm off to the stage.
See you soon.

I'm just trying to be professional.

I get it, that's normal.

Be helpful and
find that research.

Yes sir!

I've been through
Daniel Blanc's emails.

Her name is Christelle Scotto.

She contacted him six
months ago, on December 2.

She tells him that she has
identified all 30 petitioners.

She then sends him her results and
asks Blanc to help her publish them.

He replies that he will
see what he can do.

A month later, she asks
him again, with no answer.

Two months later, same thing.
No answer yet.

And a month later
the article appeared,

And the anonymous calls began.

Daniel stole Scotto's work
and wiped her off the map.

Do you have an address?

Today is my day off.

2 and a half hours less to
travel, it's like a vacation.

- Please go ahead.
- Thank you.

It's funny that you mention Daniel.

He was telling Jacques that
we would see him on TV soon.

Is he in trouble?

No, I'm just looking
for information for now.

I haven't seen Daniel
in at least 10 years.

We used to see each other
when we were students.

He continued, but I
didn't follow shortly after.

And then I met Jacques, so...

our ways parted, as they say.

- You like Van Gogh a lot.
- Yeah.

That's all old stuff, from when
he was trying to get a degree.

But exams are not my thing.
It always made me nervous.

But, I could never
part with him.

I understand.

Are you still researching
art history just for fun?

- What investigation?
- My wife is just a cashier.

Do you think he has time for art?

Do you recognize this?

It's a Daniel article, right?

You helped him write it, didn't you?

No, I did not do it.

I have some emails
you sent him about it.

- What is all this?
- His wife spent months on this,

and Daniel Blanc stole it
to show off on television.

That must have bothered you right?

The phone used to harass you was
purchased at the end of this street.

Good...

Look, forget that.

I made the calls to that bastard.

Christelle had just
been stolen by him.

It is she who should
have been on TV.

OK.

I guess you went to
tell him to his face?

Something like man to man?

What do you mean?

Daniel Blanc was assassinated two days ago.

I did not do it.
I swear I didn't.

These two self-portraits
were painted by Van Gogh...

Two or three weeks
after cutting the ear.

He is shown as he is,
weakened, with his ear bandaged.

A superb introspective
work, as if he were wondering,

about the nature of the
acute crisis that struck him.

No. he was thinking.
I'm sorry, but it's not right.

- We can't do it like this.
- Cut!

To talk about Van Gogh's
understanding of his

illness, we have
to start from still life.

Still life?

Let's go to the workshop.

Go ahead, follow it.

- I can do it?
- No, I'll do it, thanks.

- Your father is a bit...
- Intrusive?

- Yes a little.

- You could tell him.
- You'll see, you never get used to it.

You could try a little.

- I will say it, it will be better.
- If I'm here, don't you mind?

Not well.

- I can start?
- We're shooting.

Everything is here.

Vincent is doing everything
he can to understand his illness.

He paints a health
yearbook: onions for insomnia,

an empty bottle indicating
that he no longer drinks.

He wants to show that the
flame of his life is still burning.

But above all, there is this
letter from his brother Th�o,

that Vincent received
the day his crisis began.

And what did he contain?

Th�o's wedding announcement.

For Vincent, it was a cataclysm.

His dream of joining the
artistic brotherhood in Arles...

he was entirely dependent
on Th�o's financial support.

With this marriage and
the arrival of a family,

Th�o could still
support his brother?

Was he abandoning Vincent?

With this painting.

Vincent looks for the
reasons for his illness.

But mostly he was looking for...

accept the disappearance
of his dream...

destroyed by this marriage.

What do you think about that?

Was not good? Did I overdo it?

Honestly?

You were nice.

For the second part...

Quignard wants me to
talk about that stupid theory,

that Van Gogh did not commit suicide.

Idiot? Because stupid?

Florence...

the suicide thesis
has been confirmed

for a long time, by
all serious historians.

There is nothing to be
based on, for a TV show.

- I admit there are inconsistencies.
- Let's not start that again.

- They even found the gun.
- Exactly, let's talk about that.

We know that Van Gogh
never touched a gun in his life...

but to the guy who, 60 years later, said
that he was making fun of Van Gogh...

he liked them

That is grotesque.
Just give me what you found.

Dad, there's nothing in
Auvers-sur-Oise, nothing.

Are you sure
there's nothing here?

No, except for this.
This ridiculous photo...

Well done.

What's that?

This?

It's a USB drive
hidden behind the photo.

"Auvers-sur-Oise".

There is a password.

Where are you going? Wait!

My dear father, thank you very much.

Daniel Blanc hid this file and
was assassinated two days later.

Do you think it's a coincidence?

How many more times do I say it?
It wasn't us, okay?

We think you have your
investigation into Van Gogh's death.

Is this the research he stole from you?

I never did any research on Van
Gogh in Auvers-sur-Oise, only in Arles!

I spent months looking up
those names on the petition.

When would I have
time to do other research?

And good?

Behind the checkout at my supermarket?

Or crammed into
a commuter train?

Excuse me.

Daniel created a password
with a phrase to remember it.

"It hurts like hell."

Any ideas?

Do you know
what hurts like hell?

Spend five hours in a chair...

hungry for something we didn't do!

The Prosecutor says to accuse
them of the calls but not of the murder.

He wants them released,
and let's keep looking.

It is essential
to open this file.

Ad�le couldn't do it,
so we'll send it to YOU.

I'll keep looking, okay?

I can't let you keep
working alone in your office.

Why not?

Did you know? Juliette can
stay with the children tonight.

I have dinner with them and then I'll pass.

We can have a
drink while we work.

We never do.

What do you think? Is it okay?

Alright.

Hello Captain.

This? Oh, it's nothing.
Would you like to sit?

Maybe on the sofa...
No, that's not good.

Hello! No...

VERY SORRY.
JULIETTE HAS TO GO TO WORK.

SEE YOU TOMORROW.

How rude!

The marriage of others hurts.

No, it doesn't hurt

it hurts a lot.

Very much.

"Wedding"...

Alcohol didn't do you any good.

"Absinthe."

Obviously not.

The problem is that,
with the life she had,

there were many things that hurt me.

"Ear."

It has to be this. "Stir."

It will drive me crazy.

"Asylum."

No.

Nobody treats me like this.

- Hello?
- Maxime?

- Oh, Florence!
- I'm sorry but I...

I'm trying to reach your dad.

Dad already went to work.

Juliette has just left
for the museum to work.

Juliette doesn't work at the museum.

She has a meeting
at the Mus�e d'Orsay.

- Why is she going there?
- I do not know.

I'll call you back Maxime.

Yeah...

Just a second. One second!

One second!
Ok, you can come in now.

- Hello.
- Hello.

- Is it a bad time?
- No.

Not at all.

These are for you.

- Thank you for the flowers.
- They're an apology.

It took me a long time
to put the children to bed.

Don't worry about that.

Alright.

Are you sure?

Yeah...

I am used to working alone.

Aren't you supposed to be in IT?

Yes. Are you coming with me?

I just have to finish
something and I'll let you know.

I leave it here.

- Captain!
- Yeah?

That?

Is Juliette going to the Mus�e d'Orsay?

No, she's in surgery.
Why would she go to the Mus�e d'Orsay?

No, I must have been confused.

She is fine.

Put them in a vase with a
little water, the lady told me.

I'm sorry.

- Have you never come?
- No.

That's amazing.

I'm on a mission.
Do not say anything.

I'm sorry.

Damn!

- Hello?
- Ms. Chassagne?

Yeah?

I hear you very bad.

- Are you OK?
- I'm on a mission.

It will take IT two days
to crack the password.

- Hello? Are you there?
- OK.

Is something wrong there?

It's just that...

The reception is bad.

What are you doing here?

Hi darling.

I need to use the intranet
of the national museums.

Anyway, you're
stuck in the OCBC.

Please make yourself at home.

At the reception they told me:

"At least we see you every
day, unlike your daughter."

Dad...

I know you won't listen to me.
Captain Verlay is exploiting you.

And with what he
pays you, he's pathetic.

It's like being a whore for a penny.

"Prostitute"?

Just call me whore...

Okay, that's an
exaggeration, but...

Prostitute!

Why didn't I think of it before?

What is the name of the girl that Van
Gogh was going to see in the brothel?

- The young woman who did housework?
- Yeah.

Gabrielle, I think.
Van Gogh was sweet to her.

She was badly bitten by a dog.

She was the one in pain.

- What are you talking about...?
- Wait.

HINT: A LOT OF PAIN. GABRIELLE

That is!

It is the investigation that Daniel
Blanc did on the death of Van Gogh.

No need, I redid all the work.

Two seconds.

She scanned a letter
from Van Gogh written...

on July 27, 1890.

That's impossible.
His last card was 24.

What is this?
Jesus, Mary and Joseph!

Daniel Blanc found
an unknown letter.

He asks Th�o for forgiveness.
He is going to end his life.

It's Van Gogh's last letter and he
apologizes for wanting to commit suicide!

It's like a testament!

Yes it is genuine, it is
an amazing discovery!

He will silence all those
charlatans who deny his suicide!

- Indeed!
- Indeed!

I'm sorry, but I need this.

What about me?

What I am going to do?

A letter like this, with a drawing,
is worth at least 500,000 euros.

That is the motive for the murder.

You mean the killer
wanted the letter?

- Did Daniel Blanc have it on him?
- Makes sense, doesn't it?

Daniel Blanc finds the letter in
Quignard's program investigation.

But before making it public, he
wants to prove its authenticity,

- so keep it.
- And the killer knew it.

- But how did you find the letter?
- Isn't it in his USB?

No. But to authenticate it he
must have gone to Auvers-sur-Oise.

Because?

Van Gogh writes to Th�o,
who before committing

suicide made a donation
with the money he has left.

- A donation? Whom?
- To the church of Auvers-sur-Oise.

Daniel must have gone there
to check the donation record.

It's a good start.

If we go there, we might
find out how the killer knew.

It's OK, go ahead.

Juliette, it's me.
I can't contact you.

Call me when you have five minutes.

Ms. Chassagne? Sorry for
taking you out of your thoughts...

but we have work to do.

No Yes. I'm sorry.

Let's go?

Look, it's exactly the same.

It is the same church.

Yes, it's similar.
He did not paint the clock hands.

It is the symbol
of time that stops...

the night above, the day below,
as if everything were mixed up,

Like when you don't
know where you are...

- TRUE.
- What you should do.

It's Juliette, sorry. Finally!

Did you try to call me?

Sure, and several times since
this morning. What are you doing?

Antoine, with this operation,
I can't answer easily.

What did you want to say to me?

That I told the children
that we got married.

Ooh...

So are they happy,
did they take it well?

They were already suspicious,
but they took it well, yes.

It will be a great wedding.

It will be, but I have to go.
See you tonight.

- I love you.
- I love you too...

Unbelievable, she hung up on herself.

Why are you looking at me like that?

No reason.

What are you doing here?

And you? What are you doing here?

Did you think I wouldn't try to
verify the authenticity of that letter?

- I'm going to see the priest.
- Dad, it's a police investigation!

Do you put the police
before a historical discovery?

Because the discovery, of
that discovery led to a murder!

Van Gogh gives millions
of people a reason to live.

Forgive me, but I don't
understand your reasoning.

Would you like to see the
files, or am I going alone?

Good morning. follow me

We apologize for bothering you.

- That's him.
- I remember it well.

- He said he was a historian.
- Are alone.

- Dad, really...
- Stop it.

He is the one who starts.

When was he here?

Last week, to
consult the archives.

Ready. Here we are.

- But what?

- The door.
- What's up with that?

This morning it was closed.

Since when do you
not come to a file room?

Both of you please shut up!

I said nothing.

We can't even say what we
think of our daughter anymore.

Stay here.

- Dad, are you okay?
- Yeah.

- What happened?
- He pushed me and went down there.

- Down there?
- Yeah.

Shit!

You saw it?

No.

He must have dropped
this, do you recognize him?

Yes of course.

"I know you will
always be there for me."

"Your brother who loves you. R.Q."

With this marriage...
and the arrival of a family,

Th�o could still
support his brother?

Was he abandoning Vincent?

He could be Quignard.

We have to check if he has a
brother who depends on him.

- Because?
- Believe me.

The son of a bitch...

Florence, I found it.

Look. July 27, 1890,
50 francs donated...

- by Vincent Van Gogh.
- It's the day he tried to commit suicide.

He died two days later.

It is an amazing discovery.
We have to find that letter.

I have to authenticate this.

That is not the priority.

We are after the last
letter of Van Gogh,

And you still don't accept
that he committed suicide?

- It's ridiculous, dad.
- Ms. Chassagne?

- Yeah?
- Come with me, it's urgent.

Can you take this
to Hugo in the lab?

- Please! Thank you.
- Come on.

- Be carefull with that.
- Alright!

You were right, it was Quignard.

His phone was traced
here 15 minutes ago.

I can't believe Quignard
killed Daniel Blanc for money.

That letter is more personal to him.

- You have a brother, don't you?
- Yes, in a home for autistic people.

Hello?

Okay, we're on our way.

I'm sure he came here
because of his brother.

We are about to find out.
The police traced his phone.

Get out of the car.

What's going on?

- We put him in a room.
- And his brother?

He's there, on his
way to art therapy.

I'm going to finish this today.

Self-portrait with palette,
Saint-R�my, September 1889.

If you like.
Shall we continue, Rapha�l?

- With palette.
- Yeah.

1889.

I'm going to see it.

Is it there?

Thank you.

Captain, I had nothing
to do with Daniel's murder.

Can you leave us? Thank you.

- Do you have Van Gogh's letter?
- No.

Oh no?

However, did you go to the
church in Auvers to check it out?

Pierre Chassagne informed
me of its existence this morning.

Why did you run away like this?
You run super fast, by the way.

I... I panicked.

- I thought you'd never believe me.
- Believe?

I did it for my brother.
Rapha�l could die for that letter.

What do you mean die?

The suicide rate is
double in autistic people.

Rapha�l has already tried twice.

Here they try to
protect him from himself.

Let me go!

The only thing that keeps him clinging
to life is Van Gogh and his paintings.

Do you only paint
Van Gogh's paintings?

Yes. Always Van Gogh.

But mine are not as
good as the real ones.

Alright. It really is good.

He painted this one
right after a meltdown.

Yes. He tried to eat the
tubes of paint from him.

He was sick.

Like me.

He's in your head,
he never goes away.

It can be seen that it is not right.

Yeah.

And at the same
time, he is quite upright.

He holds his brushes well.

That's what you like?

Yeah.

- Hello.
- Hello.

The painting...

Vincent was brave
with his illness.

He healed himself with the paint.

Yeah.

The paint made him strong again.

It's as if he...
mastered the disease.

He was brave.

Before he died, he
bought a lot of paint.

Is it important to you that
he didn't commit suicide?

He did not commit suicide.

He wanted to continue painting.

Yeah.

He was brave.

When Rapha�l found
out that Van Gogh might

not have committed
suicide, he gave him hope.

But with that letter.

You are afraid that he will do the same.

Please let me tell you first.

When that letter comes out,
the media will be all over it.

I don't want him
to find out that way.

Put me in jail if you want,

but let me talk to him first.

It's me, Raphael.

- You're happy to see me.
- Yes and you?

I think so.

- But I don't like surprises.
- I know.

I didn't come until Saturday, but I
have something important to tell you.

I don't like surprises, I told
you. I do not like surprises.

- It's about Vincent.
- Vincent?

Yeah! Do you want to
see my new paintings?

Rapha�l...

"The starry Night"

He painted it in 1889 in Saint-R�my.
It's the view from his room.

- Rapha�l, listen...
- Look at this.

"The Lilies".

I tell you that Van Gogh committed suicide!

And first of all, you don't know anything.

You didn't even know
how to marry my daughter.

- Pierre...
- You are ignorant.

50 francs!

Exactly the amount that
Th�o sent to his brother.

Van Gogh donated everything
he had before committing suicide.

Pierre, how do you explain to
me, that whoever wrote this page...

Was it written in a different
ink, from before and after?

- Has no sense.
- Sorry?

I checked it three times.

Hello? Yes Dad.

It's false?

Van Gogh's letter
is also fake, then?

I will call you later.

And this one I finished yesterday.

Listen to me, Raphael.

- What do you think?
- Listen to me. I'm trying to tell you...

I have to talk to him now.
I'll explain it to you later, okay?

Van Gogh wrote
one last letter where...

- The letter.
- I do not like surprises!

Van Gogh did not write it.
It is false.

I do not like surprises.

- I told you, I don't like surprises.
- I know. Don't worry, Raphael.

No more surprises.
He was wrong.

No more surprises.
You were wrong.

This is "The Summer".

He painted it in 1888. Look at the sky.

It is green and the
fields are purple.

But the sun is still orange...

Yes, thanks for calling back.
Were you able to freeze the image?

If that is. A couple kissing.

10:00 to 10:15 am will be fine.
Oh no. No, it's confidential.

It's for Commander Pardo of the OCBC.
I am his assistant.

I'm on the computer.
Do it quickly, please.

Wait... I think I've got it.

It's wonderful, thank
you very much sir.

Thank you so much.

Juliette, I never expected that from you.

An anonymous note and...

I'm sorry, but I'm about
to destroy your wedding.

- What are you doing?
- Trying to fix the printer.

- It doesn't want to work.
- If you want, I have it, give it to me.

Yeah?

- I'll give it back.
- Yes, here it is.

- Well give it to me.
- Take it.

I'll help you leave her.

I'm sorry, but I can see what...

- Yes.
- She's a bit temperamental.

It's a paper jam.

And there it is.

Have.

You come? Brown awaits us.

It is common practice to
pass off records as genuine.

They falsify the
corresponding records.

They make fake
receipts for old paintings,

and add pages to old catalogues.

The story of the donation of 50 francs
gave credibility and was very intelligent.

The illusion was perfect.

If Daniel Blanc discovered
the forgery, it was game over.

He was killed to keep him quiet.

Have they identified
the victim of the scam?

No not yet.

- Quignard is a good suspect, isn't he?
- No, it wasn't him.

Ad�le is going through all the
contacts of Daniel Blanc, and the

collectors who could do something
like that, but she takes time.

- Excuse me.
- Yeah?

We have to go back
to Auvers-sur-Oise.

- Because?
- The forger must have used...

Van Gogh era paper to
make it more authentic.

- And why Auberge Ravoux?
- Van Gogh rented his room there.

Now it is a museum-restaurant.

The forger must have
taken his paper out of there.

Free Quignard and go back there.

Come on.

- Good morning ma'am.
- Good morning.

Police.

Captain Verlay.

We are looking for the block
that was used to write this letter.

A man was here five days
ago asking the same question.

A man? Daniel White?

- Is he?
- Yes it's him.

- Where is that block?
- For that you will need to see the boss.

He keeps all those things.
He'll be here in 20 minutes.

Thank you. Fine, we wait.

We may never know if he
really committed suicide.

Is the reason I
died so important?

Dying was to your advantage.

You thought you were
a burden to your brother.

He paid for everything for you.

Your painting supplies,
your medical bills.

You felt guilty.

He seemed so happy with his family.

Happiness was
for Th�o, not for me.

Your death plunged him into despair.

He died six months after you.

- Ms. Chassagne?
- Yeah?

- He is here.
- Who?

Like who? Manager!

- The man we came to see.
- Oh yes, the manager.

- Have you been robbed recently?
- Yes, six weeks ago.

- Is that about it?
- Yeah.

It seemed strange to me.
Because they didn't take anything.

Missing page 15, you see.

Do you remember anything
in particular about him?

Yeah.

He was very agitated.
He was looking for someone.

A woman, in her
fifties, brown hair.

He asked me if he had seen her here.

Thank you.

He remembered her well.
We had talked about Van Gogh.

She knew more about him than I did.

Christelle Scotto.

- It's her?
- Yes, she is.

- Is she here?
- Yeah.

- Wait for me here?
- Yes of course.

- Is your wife?
- No, she left.

- Can I check?
- I already told you, she left!

Yes, sure.

Hey!

- She is not here!
- Where is she?

Don't know!

When I came back from
the races, she was gone.

Shit.

I found this when I got back.
He left me a letter.

Yes you want to read it.

"I'm going on a trip.
I'll explain it to you when you get there."

Tell me what the hell is going on.

- How long have you been home?
- An hour ago, tops.

It is possible that she
has not yet sold the letter.

Yeah?

Alex, how is Ad�le doing
with the list of potential buyers?

We are on it now.
No one has contacted Christelle Scotto.

Boss, look.

Christelle Scotto
contacted Isabelle

Arnaud, the producer,
yesterday at 8:13 p.m.

She is the target. She wanted
Daniel Blanc to authenticate the letter.

She wanted to prove to herself
that she was smarter than him,

and that she would fall into the trap.

Alex, if Scotto sells
the letter, she's dead.

Trace Arnaud's phone,
she's in the TV studios.

- In the TV studios.
- Alright.

Wait Julien, are you telling
me that we found a letter

that Van Gogh would have
written the day he died?

What do you mean by a fake?

Wait, did the police see that letter?

No, I'm alone here.

Yeah.

Alright. Yeah.

See you tomorrow, Julien. Shit.

- Mrs. Arnaud?
- Yeah?

Good night.
I went to the phone last night.

Is there a problem?

Are you the one who killed Daniel?

Daniel was not a good person.

He was an impostor.

A thief. You should forget about it.
I have the letter.

It is an amazing document.

You killed him

Look, with this, you will be able to
sell your program all over the world,

and solve all your
financial problems.

This letter is the best
investment of your life.

Let go. That letter is fake.

You killed Daniel so
he wouldn't tell the truth.

Enough! Give me that.

Give me that!

What are you thinking?
What are they going to fuck with me again?

This money, I deserve it.

I am the Van Gogh expert!

I'm the one who should be on TV!

Give me that!

Daniel stole my life,
but that's over now.

No one is going to use me anymore.

Get out of the car now.

Get out of the car! Come on.

Sorry, but there is a
small program change.

I'm sorry, Captain.
But it's for your own good.

Yes, go ahead.

Good evening Florence.

Good night.

- Do you have a minute?
- Yeah.

I know you saw me
at the Mus�e d'Orsay.

I haven't said anything.

- Yes, that's what...
- It's not what you think.

What is it then?

I was on an undercover mission.

The guy you saw was him.

Samuel Litti.

Suspected of insider
trading for millions of euros.

And kissing him was part of the mission?

No, I didn't want to ruin the operation by
letting him show me around the museum.

I let him flirt with me,
that's all. Nothing else.

We'll catch him in two days.

You don't have to tell me that.

I know.

I should have talked to
Antoine about it, but it's already

complicated, with the
upcoming marriage, his children...

I didn't want to add anything else.

I really love him, you know.

But you're right.
It's better that you know.

I am going to tell him.

Bye bye.

Bye bye.

Th�o Van Gogh was
originally buried in Utrecht.

But years later, his widow,
Joanna, moved his body...

to Auvers-sur-Oise, together with his
brother's to reunite them for eternity.

What happened on July
27, 1890 with that revolver?

We may never know, but
it's important to remember...

that Van Gogh's life was driven
by the insatiable desire to paint.

For him, the painting represented
the hope of regaining his health.

Judging by one of his last paintings,
Van Gogh was at the zenith of his art,

and his death no doubt deprived
us of many great masterpieces.

A strong hug.

Was it his brother?

Yeah.

You just saw a first
cut of what we filmed.

And did he like it?

A lot...

thanks for the help he gave us.

- You are welcome.
- His biscuits, Mr. Chassagne.

Thank you. Have you thought
about my mug with my photo?

I think they are taking care of it.

I will miss the life of the artist.

"DATE ??OF THE WEDDING, APRIL 25".

Oh, Flo-Flo!

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