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Morning, Roberto!

Good morning, Ms. Chassagne. How are you?

Fine when I see you.

-You OK? -Fine.

-Great. Have a nice day! -You too!

Captain! Excuse me.

No, I needed to see you.

I just got my suit. I had it altered, and

wanted Juliette not to see it.

I want your opinion.

Of course.

What do you think?

I don't usually like wedding suits, but this...

-You look... -I look good?

You look wonderful!

You scared me.

I have a favor to ask.

Go ahead.

Will you be my witness?

-Me? -Yes.

What about Pardo?

So what? I can have two witnesses.

Right.

You mean a lot to me, so...

You're more than...

just a colleague. You're...

A friend, right?

Yes,

you can put it that way.

Sorry, I don't know why, I...

I'm getting emotional.

My answer is yes. I mean...

I'll be your witness.

That makes me happy.

Do you want a photo

so you can see yourself?

OK, but I look silly in photos.

My father's calling. I have to take this.

Give me two seconds.

-Hello? -They killed Florence.

-What? -V�ronique's been murdered.

Murdered? Where are you?

I'm at V�ronique's.

Don't move. On our way.

Dad! What's going on?

Dad, answer me!

THE ART OF CRIME

HEART OF STONE

OK, that's good for me.

You must have surprised the killer.

He stunned you so he could go

without being seen.

What happened, Mr. Chassagne?

Try to remember.

When I arrived, the door was open.

V�ronique?

I could tell right away that something was wrong.

V�ronique? It's Pierre.

Did you hear anything before the shot?

V�ronique Bechu was an art buff?

Yes. She specialized in Camille Claudel's work.

How long have you known her?

For 25 years.

An old friend.

We'd lost touch, but she called me

for advice about her collection.

There are no cameras here, no alarms...

We're not out of the woods.

Thanks, Adele.

This stuff is expensive, right?

-How did she protect it? -They're repros.

The originals are in a secure warehouse.

So the only original piece...

Jesus, Mary, and Joseph!

What is it?

They stole it!

What?

The Implorer. A bronze sculpture from 1905.

The Implorer?

Why wasn't it in the store

with the rest?

She had just bought it.

She wanted to enjoy it for a few days.

This is The Implorer.

There are only six copies. Isn't it wonderful?

-It's a Claudel masterpiece. -Value?

7 to 800,000 euros. It's a very rare piece.

Sounds like we've got our motive.

The owner walks in on a well-informed thief.

He panics, and bam!

He kills her.

Come here.

Sorry, Dad. I was insensitive.

How many people knew the bronze was here?

Not many.

It was a private sale.

And she was pretty cautious.

Did she tell anyone?

Perhaps her friends or colleagues.

She didn't tell me.

Pierre! Wait!

Ma'am, you can't come in.

Jeanne!

Pierre, I was so scared! Are you OK, honey?

Oh, my love.

That's his girlfriend.

I gathered.

-Captain! -Yes?

-We found something. -Coming.

This.

And look. One of the rifles is missing.

They're Remington, 222s.

The same caliber the killer used.

OK.

Maybe the burglar was here

when V�ronique walked in, OK?

He grabs a rifle. She gets scared

and runs to her office.

He follows her.

He should be there.

OK.

I've got the rifle serials.

Should I look them up?

I'll do it. Thanks.

Thanks.

So, Captain Verlay is getting married.

It's hard to forget when you've loved.

Rodin left you.

But you realized

he'd never leave his wife.

This implorer, on her knees, about to fall - is it you?

It's you. Is it you?

I tried...

...to get up.

I was drowning in work.

This is me, too.

All this is me.

And you went paranoid.

They put you in an asylum. So no!

I won't let that happen to me!

I have to move on. He's right.

I can try to be his friend.

OK, thanks.

-Ms. Chassagne. -Yes?

Does the name Heloise Loumis

ring any bells?

-Loumis? -Yeah.

No, why?

The gun that killed V�ronique belonged to Loumis.

We should question her then.

Let's go.

It's at 8:00...

Remember? 8:00, not 8:15, OK?

I'll be there.

I said I'd be on time.

I'm sorry.

I just want things to go well,

and for Nathalie to like you.

What?

You need her permission to get married?

I can ask Ms. Chassagne's opinion.

She's right here.

Stop it, Antoine!

I have to go.

See you later.

Love you.

Who was that about? Juliette's witness?

Yeah, the woman who trained her.

They're working together again.

She's all she talks about. Nathalie this, Nathalie that.

"We've known each other ten years, she's so wonderful."

It's hell.

It must be here. Let's walk.

Wait for me!

Are we being too formal?

Formal? Do you think?

You're going to be my witness, after all.

So I feel like

we should try to be more comfortable with each other.

Still, you're my boss...

So what?

This is the 21st century,

after all!

Yes, but...

Get down!

Come on!

Don't move! Drop your weapon!

Police. Hurry up.

Ms. Chassagne!

It's a performance piece.

The shots portray personal violence.

Death in action.

"Death in action."

Apparently, it's part of Ms. Loumis's

creative process.

-It's contemporary art. -That's art?

A performance piece.

It has to be taken as a whole.

There's the gunshot, plus the work that results. See?

Know Niki de Saint Phalle?

She did the same thing.

She'd take a rifle, but cans of paint at one end-

Have you done this kind of performance at Mrs. Bechu's?

Yes, last night. There were a dozen collectors.

V�ronique's friends love the idea of shooting at art.

It's a change from golf.

You can call her. She'll confirm.

Did you know that Ms. Bechu had

a 700,000 euro sculpture?

Yes. The Implorer.

Why did you say "had"? Was it stolen?

Yes, and the thief killed Ms. Bechu

with one of your rifles.

Why would I have killed her?

She's always supported me.

There are lots of photos and sculptures

of Camille Claudel in your studio.

It seems like you really like her.

It must have been something to see her real sculpture

at Bechu's house.

This is ridiculous.

One more thing.

You're a very good shot.

Did you take lessons?

That's just art.

I know.

Death in action, right?

You had violence in you, too.

Your brother, Paul, even said that you were

"ferocious."

Yes, but I had art.

I took it out on the marble.

Not on the people who hurt me.

But you did destroy some of your art.

I was hurt too much that day.

All that violence came up all at once.

I couldn't stop myself.

Maybe she can't, either.

I told you, I was with collectors then.

We'll check that.

We must keep you here in the meantime.

Ms. Chassagne?

-Me? -Yes.

-For the party. -Oh!

Sorry, but...

This is just...

Two new things at once,

it's too much.

I didn't intend to arrest someone

the night we have people over.

I know, it's just not a good night.

It changes nothing.

I'll just have one glass of champagne,

and go.

She's a cop. She gets it.

Yeah, of course.

It's OK.

That's her!

You're handsome.

Come on.

Hey!

My darling!

-Here. -They beautiful!

You shouldn't have.

This is Antoine.

-Hi. -Hug?

Sure.

Let's put your purse in the room.

What the heck...

This is Ms. Ch-

-Florence. -Nice to meet you.

Hi!

-And Alex. -OK.

-Oh, two, OK! -OK, well...

I'm sorry, but Antoine can't stay long.

-He has work. -Don't worry, I know.

Excuse me, ma'am, you know...?

Antoine, don't be so formal!

How do you know I have someone arrested?

I'm friends with the DA. Delphine Berger.

Actually, I need to tell you something.

About...?

Don't worry.

I just told Delphine

that you're chasing the wrong lead.

That artist is

unlinked to the case.

How can you know that?

I called Delphine

about something else,

and when I told her I was seeing you,

she told me about the case,

the inquiry,

just to make small talk.

Small talk?

-Yeah. -OK.

And she told me the victim's name.

That threw me for a loop! V�ronique Bechu.

I said, I know that name. You know what?

I looked into our files. Bingo!

On the Zacharias listing.

What?

V�ronique Bechu is a Zacharias client?

-Yep. -That's crazy!

It's...

Who is Zacharias?

He's a crook.

He doesn't know it,

but we've been onto him three months.

He's a former banker.

He gets rich clients by promising them

a 15% return.

He's like the French Madoff.

Right!

So, I looked into it.

He called your victim at least ten times in two months.

So something tells me

that Bechu was onto him,

and he killed her to keep her quiet.

Thanks.

And you think he would also

steal a Claudel bronze?

-It makes no sense. -Thanks.

Darling,

that was just to make it look like a burglary.

It's a distraction.

The real crime is the

10-million-euro financial scam!

Do you realize?

Nathalie might have just solved your case!

You're amazing!

-You're amazing! -Very good!

Yep!

We're still going to go step-by-step, though.

That's right.

Antoine is going to question

our suspect, and then we promise

we'll look into Zacharias.

Of course. I was just saying that

to save you some time.

That's very kind of you.

Great!

-Yep. -It's great.

-Let's cheers. -Yes.

To the happy couple!

To the happy couple!

-Yes! -Sorry.

Great to meet you.

To have met you.

Yep.

Let's eat.

I'll have a radish.

It went great!

The marriage will be great,

the buffet is great, the parents are great...

-Great witnesses! -Great witnesses!

But no, she has to do her whole thing,

"Give me a hug, I've known you ten years,"

even though I've never met her.

I can't stand her!

She can be a bit intense.

Right.

It's Adele.

"Loumis was with buyers at the time but

"she could have

"gone to Bechu's in a one-hour gap."

Looks like someone won't be

so clever with Delphine.

I have to go question Loumis.

Find me something on her.

Something?

Something to move the case forward.

Something that's your secret.

OK.

Well, I'll...

I'll give you a ride.

No, I'm going to see my father.

He's at Jeanne's. Other way.

I don't mind.

-Come on! -Are you sure?

Yes.

-That's Florence. -I'll get it.

I can't say I really knew Loumis.

I met her two or three times.

Did you talk about The Implorer with her?

Do you want coffee?

No, I'm fine.

Dad, did you talk to Loumis about The Implorer?

I don't think so, no.

Want a coffee?

I'd love some.

I adore her.

I know.

The notary called me.

V�ronique wanted me to be the executor of her will.

She wanted to donate it to museums.

I'll be handling it.

Is it making you emotional?

Of course.

I can't stop thinking about her.

The last thing she said to me

was that I was an old fool.

You're far too young to be an old fool!

Why did she say that?

I told her I was seeing Jeanne at her place

but I didn't want her to come round.

So she told me I was an old fool, like Rodin,

who preferred his comfort

over committing to Camille.

What do you think?

I'm committing. But the house...

This is the house I had with your mother, Florence.

So no other woman is allowed inside?

Mom wouldn't have wanted that.

But we're happy like this.

I sleep here a few times a week.

You're happy. But what does Jeanne think?

She shares everything with you, and you're living part-time

with the memory of Mom.

If you want to keep her, you should open your heart

a little, or your door.

-So? -She was just let out.

She's here for questioning.

-Great. -Want some pizza?

Yes.

-How is she? -She's calm. She's waiting.

OK.

So you were with buyers at your studio,

but you disappeared for an hour. Where were you?

I went to get some of my works

from a storage facility.

One of the rifles at Bechu's house is missing. Where is it?

I have no idea. I didn't do anything.

SHARE A GREAT EXPERIENCE

ART FOUNDRY

HENRI JOLIOT

Morning, Captain!

Looks like you found something. What is it?

-I can't do this. -Need some help?

It's not this.

I can't get used to us acting like friends.

No, it's nothing.

You'll get used to it.

-So what is it? -Are you ready?

Yes.

Tada!

What is it?

It's one of Loumis's sculptures.

I just went by her foundry.

She made a whole series like this.

This one was cast the day of the crime.

When you say "a whole series,"

you mean she made others with rifles?

Indeed.

This is the fifth one. I'm sure it's the murder weapon.

Loumis made it to cover her tracks.

You know, I spent all night

trying to get her to confess,

and you bring me something that proves nothing.

That's enough!

Find your proof on your own!

And guess what?

Let's stay formal.

It's a very bad idea.

Yes, darling?

What about this morning with her mate Delphine?

Delphine, the DA.

We're on our way.

Hang on.

What do you mean, you're coming here?

I don't get it.

Yes, we're right outside.

POLICE

CULTURAL PROPERTY POLICE

Come on!

There are two suspects, honey, so it's natural for

the OCBC to work with the fraud squad.

What I suggest

is that Juliette and I question Zacharias, as we have

a big case and you have nothing.

That seems logical.

I'm not sulking.

Yes, you are.

-No! -Yes.

Stop it.

We'll be working together! It's great.

Yes, it's wonderful.

There, thanks.

This way, you can

get to know Nathalie.

Great.

-You're sulking over nothing! -I'm not sulking.

-How are ya, darling? -I'm great.

I'll let you chat.

Yeah.

Buy me a coffee?

You think that if Zacharias wanted to make it look like a robbery,

he would have taken the jewelry instead of the crybaby, right?

It's called The Implorer, but yes.

And I think this was all part of his plan.

Zacharias took the bronze because he wanted

the cultural property police on the case.

I don't understand.

Look, I don't want to snub the OCBC,

but homicide cases aren't really your thing.

You're good at tracking thieves of church items,

but as soon as it gets more serious...

See what I mean?

So Zacharias chose us

because we're incompetent?

I'm not talking about you, Antoine!

-Oh, I see. -No!

Zacharias couldn't know

that you used to be a great homicide detective.

So I think the crybaby statue was intentional.

Look,

I know Juliette is very keen on you and all,

but if I may say so, I think you're wrong.

OK, no problem!

We'll find out.

It's funny. When you smile like that,

I get the impression you think I'm an idiot.

No, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be rude.

I just know that I'm right.

And when I know I'm right, I have trouble hiding it.

I see.

That's unfortunate, because

I also think I'm right.

Let's make a bet.

On what?

If it's not Zacharias, you ask to be taken off the case.

That way, we won't argue,

Juliette's happy, nice wedding.

And if I'm right?

I'll tell everyone you were right, and we shut down our case.

Oh, no!

If I win, you say in your wedding speech that thanks to me

you're learning all kinds of things about your job!

A bet has to have some bite!

OK.

But we leave Juliette out of this, OK?

OK. Shake on it.

Zacharias is ready. You can go.

OK, darling.

How's it going in here?

We're chatting away.

Yep.

Shall we?

-I'll be there. -OK.

Has anyone seen Ms. Chassagne?

-I've not. -No.

Antoine Verlay, Antoine Verlay, Antoine Verlay,

Antoine Verlay, Antoine Verlay, Antoine Verlay, Antoine Verlay.

There you are!

Donati is about to question Zacharias.

Really?

She's quite the gambler!

A gambler?

A bet?

I had no choice.

If she stays on the case, I'll flip out!

No, this is no good for your wedding!

No, it's not.

Look, they didn't wait.

I don't understand.

My business activity is entirely...

entirely legal.

I'm on the firms list,

I have an auditor and pay taxes.

Yes, fine.

But it's not so legal

to pay out your client's dividends

with new clients' money.

That doesn't fly.

What's that called again?

A pyramid scheme, right?

Ever heard of it?

That's absurd.

Don't waste your saliva, honey. We did our homework.

We have all your clients, all your bank statements,

all your trips to the Luxembourg laundry.

So, Marc Thomas...

He's acting like an amateur.

He's not defending himself.

Right?

I can't tell whether he's bad or she's good.

I don't know what you're talking about.

We're particularly interested in one of your clients.

Do you know her?

She's a prospective client. Why?

Where were you between 2 and 3 p.m. yesterday?

I was at Le Bourget, for an exhibit.

A what? An exhibit?

-At the Garabian gallery. -Right.

With your phone off

so we can't verify that.

-Who were you with? -I was alone.

All alone!

Seeing an exhibit all alone in the middle of nowhere!

That's some alibi you've got there.

Are you joking?

It was an exhibit of a contemporary artist,

Pierre Trois Carres.

Where's his lawyer?

Soon he'll say he killed Kennedy!

They're going to tell you she died

to see how you react?

Unbelievable.

The guy doesn't watch TV.

Your friend is dead!

See?

What?

She's dead?

I have nothing to do with that.

Right. You think we're idiots?

She had no reason to suspect me.

I never even offered to invest her money for her.

She had nothing on me.

I had no reason to kill her.

Yes!

Looks like you've got your work cut out for you!

Right?

Take that! Thank you and goodnight.

The boss wants to see you.

It's a reproduction of another

Camille Claudel.

It's called The Waltz.

I think it's wonderful,

because the dress is wrapped around, like love sweeps everything away.

What matters is that it's a brooch.

It was found at the crime scene.

It had slid into a corner.

The cleaner says

it wasn't there that morning,

when she cleaned.

So maybe the killer tried to overcome Bechu,

and she struggled.

Yes.

So... two options.

Either it's Bechu's brooch, and he tore it off...

Or it's the killer's brooch.

It's Loumis's, I'm sure of it.

Are there any prints on it?

That's what forensics thinks.

They're analyzing it.

Keep me updated.

Adele!

Yes!

He's in the hot seat.

I think it won't be long now.

Really? That's funny.

I rather felt

that your motive

wasn't holding water anymore.

-We might get a surprise. -Yeah.

Let's start by checking out his statements.

No need.

This brooch was at the crime scene.

Forensics thinks the killer's prints are on it.

That's great!

Yes, my love.

I can't wait!

Me neither.

You're going to lose!

What?

I think you should call off the bet.

Are you with me or against me?

Aways with you Captain.

So this brooch.

It's noticeable, right?

Yes.

Did your dad see Loumis with it?

Right.

Go ask him.

I'll get forensics moving.

-OK. -Hop to it!

Hop to it!

It's about Ms. Bechu's collection.

This way.

Dad!

Florence!

I don't have much time.

I must check the collection.

Don't worry.

I had a thing to show you.

-I don't have much time. -Pierre!

-Hello, Florence. -Hi, Jeanne.

-The manager is here. -Great.

Hello.

Sorry for the wait.

-Please. -This way.

Do you have the code?

The notary gave it to me.

-Put it in here. -So...

Go ahead.

Thank you.

Amazing.

Rodin said about Claudel, "I showed her where to find gold."

"But the gold she found is hers."

This is pure gold, Pierre.

It's pure gold here.

And they're originals!

Yes.

V�ronique would come here to look at them.

Juliette?

We have the results from the brooch.

I feel like

it's the election result.

So, where are we?

I'm opening it.

Zacharias negative, Loumis negative.

DNA unknown.

There's not even Bechu's DNA on it.

Thank you, sir. I'll let you know when I'm done.

-Dad! -Yes?

-This is what I came about. -Right, let me see.

Have you seen this brooch?

Jeanne had the same one.

I bought it for her. She lost it.

Do you remember?

You lost a brooch like this.

That's the same one I had.

Why are you showing us this?

-Me? -Yes.

Yes, why am I showing you this?

We're not done.

You can get your things.

He's right.

You arrest people a bit fast.

OK.

Lieutenant Attias?

Still, there are thousands of brooches

like that one.

But a brooch worn by someone

who knows sculpture well,

there aren't so many.

We checked it out.

Jeanne Dulac has money troubles.

Her interior-decorating firm is on the verge of bankruptcy.

-Yes? -It's Adele.

I spoke to an employee of Mrs. Dulac's.

Bechu came by her store a month ago.

And?

He said he heard a tense talk

between Ms. Dulac and the victim, about money.

OK, thanks.

So your father introduces Dulac to Bechu.

He has no idea she's having money problems.

Dulac thinks that with Bechu,

she might have found a solution,

so she asks her to her store.

She asks her for money. Bechu says no, so she

decides to steal the bronze.

For a decorator, a sculpture

is easier to fence that jewelry.

My father will never get over this.

Do we arrest her?

-I don't know. -How so, you don't know?

I don't know. She could say that she lost

the brooch some other day at Bechu's place.

She'll maybe say

the cleaning lady didn't do her job.

Maybe we could catch her red-handed.

Is everyone here? Good.

Ms. Chassagne will call Jeanne Dulac.

She'll tell her that she trusts her,

but since the brooch looks like hers,

the police will probably call her in to take a DNA test.

-Excuse me. -Yes?

I'm not used to doing this kind of thing.

I don't think I'll be very natural.

It'll be fine. Don't worry.

If Dulac is guilty, she'll react.

She'll attempt to flee.

Then, we'll tail her.

You'll form two teams.

This is Dulac's apartment,

at 11 Leopold Bellan St.

Nathalie and Juliette,

you'll be at the main entrance. You'll tail her on foot.

OK?

Antoine and Ms. Chassagne will be in a car

in the street behind the building. You'll follow at a distance.

She knows you, so don't let her see you. Any questions?

Let's get ready. We have 30 minutes.

OK.

Are you ready?

Yes, we're ready, we're here!

It's not working.

You have the press the button.

I'll do it.

Yes, we're ready.

-Should I call? -Yeah.

It's ringing.

-Jeanne? -Yes?

-It's Florence. -Oh, hello!

I just wanted to tell you

that the police are going to call you.

What? Why?

Don't worry.

Since we found that brooch...

What brooch? I don't understand.

Like at Ms. Bechu's.

What's that got to do with me?

Jeanne, listen, I-

I am, but I have no idea what you're getting at.

-This is very confusing. -It's simple.

The brooch was found at V�ronique's house

and it's like yours.

So? Nothing to do with me!

I know, but they just want

to take your DNA so they can clear you.

I'm like a suspect.

Get off.

I have to call you back. A friend is calling me.

-Wait! -Bye, Jeanne!

Was that good?

Very good.

OK, we're ready.

If we're right, she'll come out soon.

Let's hope so.

We've got movement.

Negative. It's not her.

Copy that.

How are things with Antoine these days?

Good, why?

No reason. Just a feeling.

She's coming out the back!

OK, we're on her!

She's heading toward Greneta Street.

What's he doing?

No! Move!

Police!

What's he doing?

We can't move! We have to go around.

OK, we're going.

She's going into a pedestrian area, near Goldoni Square.

-We'll go on foot. -But she knows us!

We have no choice.

We'll be discreet.

-Come on! -How's this?

Let's go!

I'm on my earbuds. Can you hear me?

Test, one two.

-Copy. -OK.

I can hear you well.

Not too fast.

What are you doing, Ms. Chassagne?

Stay near me. Be natural.

Act like we're a couple.

A couple? OK.

She just went left!

She took the Grand Cerf alley.

We've lost visual.

If you hadn't wasted that time,

we wouldn't

have lost her.

She may be in a store.

We'll check.

Act like we're shopping.

-OK. -OK?

We look in every window, but act natural.

Natural, of course.

-She's not here. -Ms. Chassagne!

Be discreet.

You said she wasn't here!

-So I do it all wrong? -No but...

I feel like I'm with my father!

Ms. Chassagne.

You just criticize me,

and it's not easy

to be natural!

And stop the "Ms. Chassagne"!

She'll notice us!

Because...

They're some team!

How long have they worked together?

Five years, I think.

Honey, call me honey!

Like an old couple.

Honey!

Ms. Chassagne.

Oh, I call you honey?

That doesn't work.

No, it doesn't.

No, darling.

-Try "darling." -Listen,

I can't focus on Dulac and you at the same time.

Impossible.

Just walk with me

like on a date.

maybe it's not such an old relationship.

They're just acting.

For a fake kiss, it was pretty well acted.

OK, she didn't see us.

No, but we saw you.

Meet on the other side.

GRAND CERF PASSAGE

THE UNWISE BAR

She got in a cab.

Well take the next one.

Go ahead!

-Hello. -Hello.

Police.

What should I have done?

Worn my invisibility cloak?

No, but you could have been more...

less demonstrative!

The bigger the gesture, the less obvious it is.

My grandmother said so.

She's going to the Rodin museum.

Why? What's there?

Lots, including a version of The Implorer

by Camille Claudel.

She's stopping!

Pull over, sir.

Florence?

What are you doing here?

-Hello! -Hi.

It's nice to see you!

What are you doing here?

And Captain Verlay?

Real discreet.

I'm sorry, Jeanne. We had to know.

Know what?

Know what you're doing

in a room containing the same sculpture

as the one stolen from Ms. Bechu.

Hang on, I...

I had nothing to do with that.

-That wasn't my brooch! -Ms. Dulac.

It wasn't my brooch. I lost my brooch here.

Do you think we're stupid?

It's the truth!

-Hang on! -Let her explain!

I came here last week. I was wearing my brooch.

I'm sure, because I compared it with the sculpture.

When I got home that night, I didn't have it.

I checked everywhere.

It was gone.

I must have lost it here.

OK. So someone took it here

to leave it at the crime scene.

That's really terrible luck!

Ms. Dulac, did you get in a fight with V�ronique Bechu?

Did she refuse to lend you money?

Yes or no?

This is a nightmare!

I don't know what's up, but...

-Antoine? -Yeah?

-How's it going? -Where are you?

-We're downstairs. -We'll come down.

Florence, how could it be me?

-Come on. -It'll be OK.

Let's go.

I swear, it can't be me!

Please! Florence!

How was it?

-What? -The kiss.

The kiss was...

Spill the beans: your heart pounding, the taste of his lips...

My heart wasn't pounding. His lips were...

I didn't feel much.

-It was cold. -Cold?

But you threw yourself at him!

Maybe I was too nervous.

Or maybe there's nothing there anymore.

Maybe you've moved on.

Yeah.

Maybe I've moved on.

Ms. Dulac,

we just got the DNA results back.

And your brooch

was found at the scene.

-Impossible. -It's quite possible.

-This is absurd! -Come with me.

It's impossible.

-It can't be me! -See?

-Listen. -Let me through.

Pierre!

Let him through.

Pierre!

Don't leave me here!

I don't know what's going on!

Don't leave me!

You've gone mad!

-Don't leave me here. -Mr. Chassagne,

you can't stay.

Let her go.

Lisa, take her downstairs.

Let her go.

Please.

Pierre, it can't be me!

Pierre, please!

It can't be me!

It's not my brooch!

Dad, wait!

-Dad! -Why are you doing this?

-We have proof. -What proof?

What proof? You lied to me! You trapped her!

-You're doing this to hurt me! -What?

You love to give me your little advice about life,

but really, you can't stand that I'm with someone!

-Dad! -What?

Calm down. Listen.

-No! -Not that!

On the contrary!

Listen to me.

Want to know why?

Because you're alone and jealous!

The only one living like an old maid

is you!

So.

-Your father's in a relationship. -Yes.

You're investigating his partner.

At the same time, you kiss the man

you can't have.

Guilty as charged.

Got your handcuffs?

Stop dodging, Ms. Chassagne.

I don't feel anything for Captain Verlay anymore.

That seems hard to believe from one kiss.

Especially that one.

You're right.

-I need to try again. -Try what again?

You don't believe me, so I'll try to kiss him again.

Discreetly.

A little tiny stolen kiss.

-Then I'll know. -Ms. Chassagne,

do you really think you've moved on?

Can I talk to you?

Sure. What's up?

Did you really make a bet with Nathalie?

Yes, let me explain-

I don't understand.

I tried to make you two to get on.

I was so glad for you to meet her.

And what do you do? You make a bet about a homicide.

And the point is to get me thrown off the case.

No!

So you don't want to see me?

No, no.

So you can kiss Florence more?

No, stop it.

I told you, we were-

Right, you were going to be seen.

But then I find out about this bet.

So of course I'm having some doubts.

Excuse me, but it takes two to make a bet.

She bet, too. Plus she ratted me out!

I was so excited to be on this case with you!

I feel like you're not with me anymore.

I'm asking myself questions.

Hang on, what questions?

If you have doubts about the wedding, talk to me!

No. I don't have any doubts.

It was a stupid bet. I shouldn't have done it.

But it doesn't concern us.

I want to marry you. I love you.

-Are you sure? -Of course I am.

Of course I am.

Captain! Excuse me.

-You're OK. -The boss wants you.

OK.

I don't have any doubts. OK?

-OK? -Yeah.

We found the footage of Dulac at the museum.

Look.

-She has the brooch here. -OK.

Now it's gone!

-OK, go back. -There it is.

OK, so he stole it.

We have to find him.

He left the brooch there.

So Jeanne didn't kill Bechu!

No. We have to let her out.

They're here!

Do we have to tell them?

I think so.

You don't have to do anything in life.

You tell them.

-Me? -Me?

No, him.

-Me? -Yeah, you.

We went through all the footage.

We can't identify him.

This means Bechu's murder was premeditated.

The killer tried to frame Dulac

and lead us off track.

I don't understand.

The red herring here

is your theory that this is a theft

that went sideways, right?

It's possible.

If the killer framed Delac

that means he knew she had asked Bechu for money.

But she could have told

someone about their row.

Someone she saw recently, for example.

-Why? Do you know something? -I did my job.

These are Zacharias's bank statements.

He filled his tank several times at a gas station

right next door to the Bechu house.

Yep.

Maybe he was going to Bechu's.

Right. So he knew that the Implorer was there.

He knew who to frame.

He just had to steal something from Dulac

to frame her.

How silly.

If we hadn't chased after that red herring,

Zacharias would still be here.

Bring him back in here, then.

The meeting is adjourned.

It's OK, darling.

Everyone makes mistakes.

And anyway, it was a stupid bet.

One sugar.

She's right. I was led astray like a total amateur.

I missed...

-Christ! -I'm sorry,

but this Zacharias story doesn't add up.

What?

I'm sure

the motive is linked to Camille.

There's the theft of the Implorer,

the Waltz brooch, the Rodin museum room:

it's all connected to Claudel.

Zacharias has nothing to do with her.

You mean the killer didn't kill Bechu

because she was rich, but

for being a Claudel collector?

Yes, that's exactly what I mean.

When you went to the warehouse to see the artwork,

was everything normal?

Yes.

Then it's Bechu's place.

We were focused on the Implorer,

but something else must have happened,

something related to Camille Claudel.

-Right? -Right.

We must go back with your father.

-With my dad? -Yes.

-No! -Yes!

He knows the collection by heart. If anything

has been moved, he'll know.

My father...

-Will you ask him? -OK.

Thanks for the coffee.

No problem, really.

Antoine!

The head of the criminal brigade called me.

Nathalie questioned all your former colleagues.

-Are you kidding? -I swear.

About how you go fired by punching your boss,

why you got divorced, what you were like with women...

Jesus Christ.

She sure knows her stuff.

Any idea why Nathalie spent four years at

the embassy in Moscow?

She was in charge of security or something.

Yes.

She also worked the DGSE.

Her cover was blown.

She got sent out here till things cooled off.

She's a spy.

That's not the issue.

Did you hear me? She's investigating me!

She questioned my former co-workers about my ex-wife.

-Where does it end? -Look,

I know she can be a little too much,

but she's doing this because

she wants me to be happy.

-She cares about me. -She cares about you.

Are you sure she's not in love with you?

Stop it!

Still, you wouldn't understand.

She saved my life.

What do you mean?

What do you mean?

I had just gotten the job with the police.

At one of my first stakeouts,

I screwed up, and I was spotted.

A guy pointed his gun at me.

I heard the shot go off.

I thought I...

I thought I was going to die.

But the guy collapsed.

It was Nathalie who had shot.

She got shot twice

when the others started shooting.

That's how.

Why didn't you ever tell me that?

I don't know. I'm sorry.

So she has her faults,

I know, but take her as she is.

Hang on...

You have to tell me stuff like that. It's important.

-OK? -OK.

Captain!

I want to tell you about an article

I read about samurais in Japan in the 12th century.

To see if they were strong,

they were given a test: the Isawa test.

I want you to take it.

I'm just not in the mood, Ms. Chassagne.

It'll take your mind off things.

It takes two seconds. Close your eyes.

-Go ahead. -OK.

What are you doing?

Hang on, you've got an eyelash.

OK, I got it.

Are you OK, Captain?

Say...

Camille Claudin and Rodin were super in love, right?

Yes.

What went wrong?

It was because of a woman.

Christ.

It's not like with Nathalie, Juliette, and you.

Rodin had a son with another woman.

The letters Camille wrote to Rodin

were so beautiful, so passionate and romantic...

So erotic.

I can send them if you want.

Yeah, maybe.

Sorry I'm late.

The murder is connected to Camille Claudel.

The killer probably did something else here

that we missed.

Something besides stealing the Implorer.

What?

I don't see anything.

Mr. Chassagne, the killer was here,

in this office, when you came in.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have knocked you out.

You really don't remember anything?

I remember that...

-I was looking for V�ronique. -Right.

OK.

I tried to call...

The mirror, there.

What?

In my memory, it wasn't a mirror. It was a painting.

Did someone move it?

No, no one touched anything.

Wait, stop.

Come here.

-Stand here. -What?

OK.

You can see that painting reflected in the mirror.

Dad, look carefully. Is that the painting you saw?

Yes.

It's weird. There were four people, not three.

You were in shock. You're mis-remembering.

Wait, wait.

Keep looking.

OK.

Can you see me?

That makes four.

You saw the killer in the mirror.

I didn't realize.

Dad, this is important.

Try to think.

Was he tall, or short, fat, or thin?

Was he bald?

It was Helo�se Loumis!

What?

Yes, Loumis's place!

I'll meet you there.

OK.

How could Loumis kill Bechu? She owed her everything.

And what's the link to Camille Claudel?

I have no idea.

You were right about the murder weapon.

It was her gun.

Sorry?

I said, you were right about the murder weapon.

OK, I heard right. Thanks.

It's hard to forget when you've loved so intensely.

She's alone,

as though she'd been abandoned by her love.

-Like you, by Rodin. -No. We loved each other.

We understood each other. We inspired each other.

Then he asked me to get an abortion.

I knew then that he'd never leave his wife.

And that I had nothing anymore.

Nothing.

She's alone.

She's dying,

wounded by an arrow to the heart.

Right in her heart!

Like V�ronique Bechu!

Dad!

Had V�ronique been betrayed?

No.

Was she seeing anyone?

I don't think so.

But there's no connection to Loumis there.

That's impossible.

We got all we need for an affair.

Look:

The Waltz is intense romance.

The Implorer: she's begging her love to stay with her.

And then she dies, wounded by an arrow

to the heart, like the Niobid.

I'm sorry, I don't follow.

No, I'm sorry.

This can't be a coincidence.

Florence, I said I don't know!

Can we go now?

-Dad? -What?

Did you fancy V�ronique?

I don't see the link.

Dad, answer my question, please.

Did you have a relationship with V�ronique Bechu?

It was 25 years ago, Florence.

It was two years after Mom died.

I wasn't ready.

We really loved each other.

But it was too soon and too complicated.

OK.

Then what happened?

I left her.

She didn't take it well.

She fell ill.

-With what? -Leukemia.

-There's no connection. -No.

She thought it was your fault.

No, she never said that.

A fatal wound of love.

It's possible.

But fortunately she recovered.

We lost touch for 20 years.

Hang on, Dad. One more question.

-Did Loumis know about this? -I don't know.

But she killed V�ronique, not me!

He says he saw me in a mirror?

Why not a crystal ball?

He's senile!

Do you recognize him, yes or no?

I've seen him twice.

But again,

I wasn't there.

She might end up confessing.

With no proof? Yeah, right!

And she's right. I'm sorry,

but the old man is senile.

What would her motive be?

What do you think, Juliette?

I don't know,

but it's true: we don't have much.

-Clearly. -Know what?

We can't find Zacharias. He's gone missing.

Which is odd

for someone who's not guilty.

-I think I figured it out! -Here we go.

What?

V�ronique Bechu.

My father just told me

that she had leukemia 25 year ago.

So what did I do?

I called her doctor for info.

-She had a relapse? -Exactly.

Really intense, too.

She knew she was dying. She didn't want all that again.

Excuse me?

I must be senile, because I don't

see where this is going.

Neither do I.

In that case,

strap in.

V�ronique wanted to end her life. She ordered her own murder.

Assisted suicide!

I didn't see that coming.

No.

So she asked Loumis to kill her,

is that it?

Who else would she ask?

No one was closer to her than Loumis.

They were friends till death.

So they set the whole thing up together,

like some kind of scene from a play.

V�ronique?

V�ronique? It's Pierre.

It's Helo�se time.

Go ahead. Shoot!

Shoot!

Shoot!

Why would they do that?

Revenge on my dad.

My father had a relationship with V�ronique.

But she was always convinced

that her illness was triggered by their breakup.

So she wanted to get revenge on him.

She wanted him to suffer

as she hated seeing him happy.

So what was her plan?

Break up Jeanne and my father.

Framing Jeanne for murder

was the perfect plan.

OK, but if everything was so well planned,

how did Loumis let herself be seen by your father?

-I... -Good point.

Your theory doesn't work.

I hadn't thought of that.

I'm convinced that Loumis had time to get away,

but that she was in shock.

-Florence has been killed. -What?

Someone killed V�ronique.

Killed? Where are you?

I'm at V�ronique's house.

Stupid theory.

Stupid? Really, stupid?

They teach this at the Louvre?

Don't talk to her that way!

That's right!

I want to say that I've been neutral

from the start, but at this point

I'm really starting to-

We're allowed to give our opinion, too!

Let's everyone calm down!

This is ridiculous.

It doesn't hold water!

You won't tell Delphine that?

She'll piss herself!

Tomorrow, we'll search Loumis's place again.

In the meantime, everyone stays home and behaves.

OK? Have a good night.

Please make your way out.

Don't slam the door.

Christ!

I hate her!

It was nice of you to stand up for me.

It was only natural.

Jesus...

I could do without days like this.

It's terrible.

Really, I was touched.

You were right. It's that simple.

Can I give you a hug?

-What? -Yeah!

We're friends now.

OK, if you want.

-Sorry! -Wait!

I'm sorry, I tripped!

No, stop!

Let me explain.

She fell on me!

She's always tripping over herself!

Can you explain this?

She writes poetry?

"I sleep naked, pretending you're here."

What's this?

Antoine, take responsibility!

Florence sent you this.

"My ardent love for you is so pure."

I don't understand!

No, this is unrelated.

They're Camille Claudel's letters to Rodin!

She said she wanted to send them to me

to show me. That's it!

It's about the case.

I swear.

I don't know anymore.

-I don't know... -Wait!

Camille Claudel wrote it. You can check.

OK?

Sorry, but how did you get that?

Did your KGB friend hack my phone?

Is that it?

I need to think things over.

Go stay with Alex tonight.

-Or wherever you want. -Wait.

So you're going through my phone!

What are you trying to do?

Let's stop pretending. I don't like you.

Great, because I don't like you either!

I know, but you're not marrying me!

The problem is,

I'm not sure you love Juliette!

-Or not enough. -Can you explain why you think that?

No, I can't.

I just have a nose for these things.

And when I smell smoke, there's fire.

Bullshit!

You're the worst spy I've ever met!

I've got nothing to say. Work it out with Juliette.

Hook me up to a polygraph!

You must have done it hundreds of times, right?

I don't want to talk to you, Antoine!

Juliette, it's Florence.

Open up.

Come on.

Give me your wrists.

-What? -What do you think?

After ten years at the DGSE, I don't need a machine.

Your wrists!

If your pulse varies,

I'll know.

Were you fired

for hitting your boss?

Yes.

Did your first wife go

because she found you unbearable?

What the hell-

Answer the question, yes or no.

Yes.

I think I've told you everything.

I know you might be surprised,

but I'm always getting muddled up.

Not too terrible,

though!

Anyway,

I wanted to kiss him

to be sure I had no feelings for him.

I wanted you to know

that he had nothing to do with it.

Nothing ever happened between you two?

Never.

Do you love Juliette?

Yes.

And the kiss?

I'd like to know what the result of the test was.

I didn't feel anything.

I want you two to be happy.

Yes, I want to marry her,

and spend the rest of my life with her.

-Do you believe me now? -Yes.

To you two.

Please forgive me.

It's nice of you

to come and explain.

It's kind.

I'm sorry.

No, it's my fault.

Come here.

I love you.

Me too.

I love you more.

No way!

Hello.

-Pierre Chassagne? -Yes.

Hello, Pierre.

If you're watching this video, it means I'm dead.

You were the man of my life, and you killed me.

Can you take this for me?

Morning!

Sorry, Roberto, I'm in a rush!

Ms. Chassagne!

We need to talk.

We have the Loumis search.

Watch this first.

Isn't that V�ronique Bechu?

Hang on, Jeanne Dulac and Zacharias know each other!

This photo was taken five months ago.

That means Jeanne knew Bechu before your father!

I don't know.

Dad always said he met Jeanne by chance

at a conference.

The illness you inoculated in me

25 years ago has finished the job.

Love wounded me, and I never recovered.

But you,

do you really know what it means to be lovesick?

Can you truly understand

the pain of this little implorer?

So Bechu set the whole thing up.

She recruited Jeanne Dulac to seduce your father.

She wanted to make him suffer the way she had.

You must change your style.

Easy!

Jeanne doesn't exist, Pierre. I created her.

I made her in your image.

A woman who would be the extension of your thoughts,

like Camille Claudel with Rodin.

I love this bust, La Petite Ch�telaine.

It's so sweet.

It's like a Donatello. Don't you think?

Do you really think it was all a big coincidence?

Do you really believe a woman like Jeanne

could be in love with you?

That's impossible.

Jeanne was arrested.

That means Bechu would have framed her own accomplice.

It makes no sense!

But Jeanne was safe.

She just had

to lead us

to the footage from the Rodin museum,

and she knew it would prove her innocent.

She went out the back,

like she had something to hide.

She led us there, and that night, she was free.

She planned it all.

I don't understand, though.

How does this get revenge on my father?

Bechu organized all this

so that my father would worry

when Jeanne was arrested?

It makes no sense. That was only a few hours.

Then her plan isn't complete yet.

What plan?

And what has Zacharias got to do with it all?

It really pains me to say this,

but he must be involved.

Bechu recruited Delac through him.

If he did anything for Bechu,

he'd get paid for it.

Have we found the transactions?

Nothing.

Now it's your turn to be heartbroken, Pierre.

Oh, no!

-What? -The will.

What about it?

The Claudel sculptures.

They're going to steal Bechu's collection.

Chassagne is crazy about me. If I dump him, he'll go nuts.

What do we do now?

Has he let you into his place?

No.

He never will.

I want him to let you into his home.

But his house is his daughter

and his wife's memory.

Yeah, I know.

He chose them over me.

But you have an advantage over me:

he thinks you're his last great love.

-Can I smoke? -I'd rather you didn't.

OK.

The security code to the collection will be at his house.

Find it, and you'll have more than enough in payment.

I even have an idea to help you.

Pierre needs a little shock

to give you the keys to his heart.

Pierre, please!

It can't be me!

You're the first person I've let in here in 25 years.

I love you.

I want us to live together.

I don't want to lose you.

You've reached Jeanne Dulac.

Leave a message after the beep. Thanks.

This is your home now.

This is pure gold, Pierre.

It's pure gold.

How so, Mrs. Chassagne came for her collection?!

The woman who was with you last time.

She was here a half an hour ago with a warehouse employee.

Did you let her take it all?

Well, yeah.

She had signed authorization,

she had the code...

Where were they going?

-No idea. -What kind of car was it?

A gray van.

Ok, thanks. We're sending a team out.

-Le Bourget. -What about it?

Zacharias said he was there.

He was, but not for an exhibit.

What?

It's one of the few airports

that takes private jets, OK?

-Yes. -So how do you think

they can leave the country?

OK, go! I'll handle Loumis.

Go, go, go!

Go!

Let's go!

POLICE

Gray van on the left.

No, wait here.

-Juliette, come with me! -OK.

Everyone else, go around the hangar.

OK.

Don't take any risks.

OK.

Freeze!

Turn around!

Hands in the air!

Hands up!

Hands in the air!

Where's your girl?

Where is she?

-Where is she? -Take care of him.

Nathalie!

Nathalie, can you hear me?

Go ahead, shoot!

Where are the keys?

Don't move!

I don't have them.

Come with me!

Move!

-Captain! -Shut up!

-Captain! -No!

-Let her go! -Move!

Walk.

-Let her go! -Drop your weapons!

-Drop your weapons! -OK.

If you so much as scratch her, I'll blow your head off.

Do it, Antoine!

-Drop your gun! -Antoine!

OK.

Stay calm.

Now, give me the car keys!

Be nice and I won't hurt your little darling.

Is that clear? Move!

A good cop sometimes

has a second gun. Drop the gun!

Drop it!

You've reached Jeanne Dulac.

Leave a message after the beep. Thanks.

You look great.

My hands are a little sweaty.

Let's check one last time.

OK.

Is this thing on straight?

It's great.

-There she is! -Bravo!

The bouquet!

Captain, the bouquet!

I can't. Don't stop!

Keep driving!

Did you hear her? Drive!

Drive!

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