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DEDICATED TO GUILLAUME AND JULIE

The train leaves at 11:15.

Martina is always terribly afraid
miss the train.

That's why we've been stuck here for 20 minutes already.

Martina is my wife.

Note that after discharge from the hospital

her attitude to life
has changed for the better.

Thank you!

Already in the taxi she started talking
about your mistakes

about my regrets...

After departure

she will definitely tell me
about the new life that awaits us

and about the child we need,
to strengthen our union.

In short, it's 11:02 and everything is fine.

I have English glasses

American shirt and tie,
Italian boots...

And a wife who loves me.

But it wasn’t always like this.

Nice to see you!

I was afraid that you wouldn't come.

- How are you?
- Great.

Simon, maybe it's worth it
slow down a little?

How beautiful!

How long will this last?

Simon, please.

And where...

Where do you live now?

At the hotel.

And...

Do you... have someone?
I mean, does anyone live with you?

at the hotel?

Listen, Simon, let's not do this.

Someone is there. So?

So what? What difference does this make?

So there is someone.

Yes. Someone is there.

Well... Martina...

Isn't it possible to do without these?
stupid secrets?

Do I know him?

What's his name?

You will laugh.

His name is Igor.

I swear to you.

Let me go!

Monsieur!

Martina!

This is the last time you see me!

- Martina!
- Monsieur!

Martina, I love you!

I'm listening, Simon.

Do you think she's actually having fun with him?

Because it seems like lately
She wasn't having fun with me.

I'm very funny though.

Are you having fun with me?

Eh, Georges-Albert?

Yes, but this is different.

I am easy to cheer up.

Do you know the joke about the guy
who has a banana

- in the left ear?
- No, Simon,

stop torturing yourself.

Torment yourself?

Not at all...

I don't feel anything anymore.

Like being under general anesthesia.

My memory is like an eraser.

Electric eraser.

It's already half erased.

Martina.

Just one thing

is still here.

And here.

This is Igor.

Igor...

Let's go, Simon.

It's late and my pets are hungry.
I'll take you.

Get a good night's sleep
and tomorrow everything will be fine.

Oh, Georges-Albert!
You remind me of my mother.

OK. In this state
you need to call a taxi.

Chalk it all up to me.

See you tomorrow, Simon.

Yes, sure. Happily.

And one Calvados... No, one Chartreuse.

POLICE

Will there be a cigarette?

Thank you.

Hey, are you kidding?

Like this.

Good morning boss!

- Aspirin.
- Hold it.

Why are you looking at me like that?

- Never seen me?
- Don't you drink?

- For what?
- It's soluble.

So what? What's new?

- I caught Kadir red-handed.
- Yes.

He had a whole pharmacy,
everything you want is there.

For sleep, for awakening,

to clear your brain,
for special success.

What else?

There was an attack on a bank cash register.

Two robbers, small and large.
Nobody died. Everything is clean.

- Hello, weaklings!
- Hello, cretin!

I have prepared witnesses for you.

There are three clients, two security guards and one
bank worker. You'll see now.

Let's.

By the way, I saw the boss.

Will need to review
recordings from surveillance cameras.

What other records?

From the bank, I told you.

Oh, well, yes.

Nothing pleasant.

That's for sure.

...France-Brazil match...

Yes, inspiring!

- Very cool match.
- Exactly.

"Crap".
Is that exactly what you wanted to say?

Hello boss.

What's happening to you, Simon?

Nothing.

If you have any problems,
tell me.

- Fine?
- Certainly.

That is, there are no problems.

Tell me, do you know Langsfeld?
son-in-law of the prefect?

He's having problems with his store.
Petty theft.

I told him that you would come by in the evening.

But I can't now

I need to pick up my daughter, she has classes...

Do me a favor, Simon.
Drop by there for a couple of minutes.

Thank you. I'm counting on you!

They've already visited us several times.
I just don't understand how they get in here.

At some point I even became
suspect your saleswomen.

You don't have surveillance cameras,
no guards?

They are on strike and the cameras are out of order.

Just like me.

Are you on strike?

No. Out of order.

Where does it all happen?

In warehouses.

What are you doing here?
Do you have documents?

I do not feel well.

My head is spinning.

I think my blood sugar has dropped.

Damn it!

Wake up! Hey!

I was far away...

It's like you're speaking from a deep cave.

Like this. Are you feeling better?

Don't worry.
Today is my day of fasting.

What time is it now?

That's the thing, it's nine now.

Nine? Are you sure?

Well, yes, it's nine now.

I can eat in 15 minutes.

What's the matter?

They are closing.

- Who, the store?
- Well, yes.

Oh no, damn it!

Hey!

Your mother!

Hey! Are there telephones here?

Yes, but they are turned off at night.

Who do you want to call?

It's none of your business.

I want to call my daughter...

She's waiting for me at the station with a backpack
and a pair of skis.

Inspector Blunt.
What kind of picnic is this here?

What do you allow yourself?
I don't believe my eyes.

Wrap it all back up quickly.

Fast!

Toast... Not too toasted,
please.

And your wife doesn't worry
when do you come back late in the evening?

She's already used to it.

And she's okay with that?

Things weren't always simple.

It was especially difficult at the beginning.
Very difficult.

What's her name?

Her name is Martina.

How?

Martina!

Is she jealous?

Yes, she is very jealous. Very jealous.

She's so...

- The owner?
- Yes, exactly. Owner.

- Very assertive...Very...
- And very much in love?

Yes, exactly. Martina has always been
very in love.

Why are you doing this?

To make sure it's still beating.

She left you, didn't she?

OK. It's time to go to bed.

How much do we owe?

Stop here. Just for a second.

Wait for me!

Not too long?

What is your name?

If for communication, call me Violetta.

If it's not difficult for you,
I prefer to communicate on “you”.

Tell me this night I'm not doing too much
did you say something stupid?

Because now, remembering...

No, no, it's okay.

Stop!

What else?

No, that's my job.
I work in a museum.

Are you a tour guide?

No, I'm an archivist.

Archivist.

Okay, bye.

Bye.

Hey!

I wanted to ask you...

What did the archivist do?
at night in the supermarket?

I bet! With my colleagues.

Do you want to arrest me, Simon?

Ticket please.

Fifteen francs.

Crap! Yes, I don't know anything at all
about this robbery.

I was in Chambery!

Hello Simon.

I didn't understand you.

Nina!

I don't know anything about the bank!

- I was in Chambery!
- And what did you do there?

Did Madame Gomez pick you up from the station?

- How are you?
- Continue.

- Yes. You can put me down.
- I got my license there.

Where? In the printing house?

I swear to my mom!

You're kidding me.

No!

What's the matter?

-Are you offended?
- No.

Your colleagues took them.

How was your ski lesson?

In the snow.

Where were you on Friday

at two o'clock in the afternoon?

I have to tell you, Nina...

I was in Chambery!

Nothing like that

it won't last long, but my mother and I...

I'm telling you, you're kidding me.

I know. She told me everything
by phone.

Just call your colleagues!

Forward!

I'm not asking you to play

as a hero, I just ask you to find my wife.

Why don't you ask the police?

That's their job.

You have a good position
They will give you a discount.

Well, of course, there is also pride...

Landry...

Simon.

I'm tired of listening to your chatter.

In any case, this is not an option,

I no longer have a detective's license.

A license to steal dogs

in front of the bakeries, do you have any?

Maybe you can shout louder?

Not all the neighbors heard!

What will you do with the baby now?

Don't know. I don't want to go home.

And where are you going to live?

At the hotel.

Why not in the trailer?
for that matter?

No, Simon, it's not serious.

We need to take care of Nina.

She needs a routine and healthy eating.

We need someone to provide this.

- Mother.
- That's it.

I'll take care of Nina.

There is a sofa bed for you in the living room,

and as for Martina...

It will cost... 1,000 francs
per week, plus expenses.

Do you have a photo of her?

We divided responsibilities. Georges-Albert
took over the day, and I took over the night.

In any case,
I haven't been able to sleep for a long time.

Hello. Won't you fill it?

Ever seen her?

Who is this?

Whore?

Yes, exactly.

Whore.

Martina!

Oh, sorry!

I'm sorry.

Oh!

Is that you?

- Can I help you?
- No.

Better not touch anything.

What kind of garbage do you have here?

Nothing... These are my signs.

Oh yes, signs... Churches...

Well...

Do you have anything to do?

No, none.

If you want, we can chat a little.

And then you give me a lift home.

Let's chat about what?

Don't know. About Martin.

Oh no...

I liked the fact that...

Before we make love
she went to wash.

She didn't take off her clothes on top

my blouse, and I...

I imagined sounds, water, soap...

And especially her fingers.

I wish I could be her fingers.

It's funny, she always left
the door is open.

You don't think the door was open
just in your head?

I don’t know anymore... Maybe I made it all up.

Maybe we can change the subject?

Let's talk about something else, no matter what.

I have nothing to tell.

Then let's start from the beginning.

It's not difficult.

Well it all started for me
in Mozambique.

That is, I want to say...
I was almost born in Mozambique.

Actually, I was born on an airplane.

I spent my entire childhood in Africa.

Because of my father's work
we traveled a lot.

Somalia, Central Africa, Tanganyika.

Tanganyika is so beautiful!

Continue.

My favorite place was in Kismayo.

We had a big white house there,
there were aquariums everywhere.

My father was a great specialist
on the fauna of the Red Sea.

At night
we went canoeing down the river,

silently gliding through the water...

Where are we?

At my parents' place.

Ah...

If you want, we can see you tomorrow.

At 19:00 in front of the museum?

Hey!

I wanted to ask... Are you recording?

Just... Cuckold Cop -
interesting character

for colleagues from the cartography department.

Well, you understand: "his wife will return"
“no, he won’t come back”...

“Will he shoot her or not?” Right?

What did you bet on?

If it bothers you, Simon,
We may not see each other again.

- Sent.
- That's right.

...incomplete address.

Play performed...

- One more time.
- How nice.

...was received favorably.

...she was helped by...a friend.

She was able to fix the engine...

Good morning!

I wonder where you go at night

while I trample my feet.

I went to Tanganyika.

Is this a brand of vodka?

Exactly.

If you are still interested in your wife,

know that I

I visited all the restaurants in the city.

One hundred and twenty kilometers!

- And what?
- And then,

that she had been seen somewhere.

But no trace of receipts.

They pay in cash.

What's his name? Igor, what next?

Are you even listening to me?

No traces of receipts!

No receipt, no name.

By the way, you owe me a check
for the past week.

Yes, but no name, no receipt.

And what should I feed the girl?

In the lining of a coat.

The main thing is to take very fresh squid.

You clean them from the inside,
remove the tentacles

head, paws, cut into pieces,
not too large, but not small either,

you blanch them with half a kilo of spinach,

salt, pepper, brown
in a small amount of oil...

Hit with a razor or something similar.

You add two egg yolks...

What about time?

About half an hour, over low heat.

Damn, I'm not talking about the squid, Morgan.
I'm talking about him!

Well, he was still warm.

His wife found him.

Here's how.

Come here.

They sent him this two days ago.
By mail.

- Is there anything he has to do?
- Yes.

Canovas Raymond, 55 years old.

I didn't take my glasses with me.

- What?
- I didn’t take my glasses!

Was convicted of pimping
armed robbery, extortion,

in 1969 he worked in Fournier’s laboratory.

In 1978 he took up insurance.

Since then - no data.

Good afternoon, madam.
I'm looking for one of your archivists.

Her name is Violetta.

We don't have any Violetta here.

What is Violetta's last name?

Don't have any other information?

No, she's a little... She's like that...

- I'm not sure I understand...
- Hey, Simon!

Thank you.

Did you court Madame Menange?

No, I just asked her where to find you.

And she said I wasn't there?
She doesn't know anything yet.

She's only been working here for a week.

Did you doubt whether to come?

No, why? Where are we going?

The same place as yesterday.

This is the one you are looking for.

The one in the gray suit who talks
with an elderly lady.

What's his name?

Igor Malevich. He is the director of the hotel.

Where's Martina?

In suite number 408-409,
these are private apartments.

Who is this guy living with you?

This is my friend, Jean-Etienne.

Friend.

And why is he better than me?

He's younger. For 15 years.

And he also has a wonderful character.

Where's the phone?

There.

Monsieur!

This is for you.

- To me?
- Yes, the courier just left.

Thank you.

Hello!

I'm listening, Landry. I have no time.

What? Where? Where is it?

Don't go anywhere, I'll be right there!

I'll be back soon.

What's the matter?

I told you I'll be back soon!

- Good evening, monsieur!
- Kind.

Ah, Simon.

We need to think everything over calmly.

I mean, no rush.

Where is she?

Simon, I beg you,
don't do anything stupid.

- Where is she?
- Be reasonable.

This is what I suggest.

Listen to me, Simon. I'll call him

I'll hint to him that you're waiting for him at the bar.

Calm down, don't panic,

- as a prudent person.
- What is the apartment number?

Top floor. Right under the roof.
Here are those two windows.

Got it.

Go ahead, I need all the angles.
I'll go to them.

I'll smash their faces!
What is the apartment number?

Number 408-409.

I'll break their faces!

- Simon!
- Bitch!

Simon, please!

What are you going to do?

I'll be ready in five minutes, honey.

Damn it!

Quickly, the doctor is here, the doctor!

Police! Call the police!

Martina!

How are you

Honey, are you hurt?

Do you need anything?

Maybe water?

Where is he?

What?

Igor...

Where is he?

He's nowhere.

He died.

Old Igor played the game.

Four shots at point blank range.

How do you understand
there is little left of him,

small pile of manure

and a couple of his balls on top,

right in the center.
They didn't even have time to use them.

I'm aware... I made inquiries.

If you want, I can bring them to you.

What's going on, Simon?

Nothing!

The question box is closed. It's crowded.

No questions asked
no answers. Enough.

Hello Blunt... I may have
there's something about that whore

what were you looking for.

Get out, Marcel, it's not your time.

What the hell are you waiting for?

Are you going to hang around here all evening?

I told you I want to be alone!

One.

I don't want to talk.

Leave me alone.

Martina is back.

Right?

Is she back?

Yes, she's back.

Now get lost.

Let me breathe!

...Kick on goal!

It's not what happened that matters, Simon.

What matters is how a person
explains this to himself.

What's in our heads?

You always need to rethink events.

I think she was glad to see you.

She was absolutely dumbfounded

so she didn't say anything.

They don't talk in this state.

Is that how it was?

Eh, Simon?

And then she cried and kissed you...

Right?

Yes, that's right. And so it was.

She said she's sorry
and that he loves only you.

Simon, did she say that?

Yes, she said.

And you forgave her.

You did the right thing.

What's the matter with you, Georges-Albert?

This is top class, I want to tell you,
dear Simon.

For starters, we're involved in a murder.

FYI, last night

I returned home through the roof.

The block is blocked, flashing lights, etc.

so now we lock ourselves at home!

Enough already! Where is the photo?

Oh yes.

Here are your photos.

Here's your account.

Total CHF 5,872 including taxes
and fees, and that's what I'll do with it.

You don't owe me anything
and I don't owe you

We don't know each other at all!

Hey!

Your photos are no good!

My hands were shaking

I'm sorry. Not every day
it is necessary to shoot the killer.

I need to talk to you...

Later. I don't have time right now.

POLICE COMMISSIONER ANDRE FLORIMON

As far as the press is concerned,

I've got it all sorted out, your name won't come up.

However, in return I ask you
behave prudently.

What does "reasonable" mean?

Request a transfer to another location.

I will support.

Of course, this is just advice, but...

I know how everything will be here.

Your life here will turn into a nightmare.

Until then, stay away
from the investigation of the Malevich case.

Is this also advice?

Keep it simple.

I beg you.

Understood.

Good evening, monsieur.

Simon!

I want to say that everything

what's happening to you,
I care, I'm so sorry.

I hope everything gets better.

That's it.

Inspector Blunt. Are you new?

Yes.

- Can you already be bribed?
- Oh yes.

Give an amount from one to one hundred.

Well... 500.

I need a name.

October 23, 7:15.
I, the undersigned, Paul Morgan,

forensic expert examined the corpse
52-year-old man.

Inspection.

From the degree of rigor mortis follows,
that death occurred about a day ago.

Lips without signs of blueness.
Oblique marks on the back

indicate that the body
did not move after death.

Did you get the materials?

- Yes, yes.
- So read it.

- What?
- Read it!

So, Malevich Igor, 52 years old,

was arrested for pimping
in '69,

he owned several brothels.

Specialized
on highway construction sites.

He faced several charges
but they were always justified. In 1980

he bought Lennox and Mykonos,
that's all.

Crap! Cop's wife

with a pimp! What a level!

You'll have to rethink your life.

Thank you!

What else is this?

Are you already painting your nails with red polish?

My godfather gave me makeup.

How is she doing there?

We got 15 out of 20 for dictation

and 17 in geography,

and we still hope
beat everyone in math.

I prepared a number for the school
holiday. Show?

Well, of course, go ahead!

Attention ladies and gentlemen,

Circus Blunt presents
extraordinary number

with the participation of such stars,
like Balthasar and Trompet.

Super! Bravo!

How great!

Hello weaklings!

- Hello, cretin.
- Hello, cretin.

Hey Blunt. I wanted to congratulate you.

It must be great to find your wife?

I heard it was packaged well!

You're right, Malpesh.

A cuckold cop is always funny.

Here you go!

Damn it!

- Is he a moron?
- I just felt better.

When he gets better, you can try it too.

Listen.

- What?
- We may have a lead.

We found a package with a dead rat
in the hotel trash can.

Who is leading the investigation?

- Cretin.
- Oh, great.

What about the bank robbery case?

We've reached a dead end.

I have 20 hours of video recordings.

There's already dazzle in my eyes.

I took up the Canovas case.

If you want, the notes are here.

Dad!

Yes, honey?

I wrote a poem to my mother.

Did you write a poem to your mom?

Well done.

Can I take Balthazar to the hospital?

No, you cannot take dogs to the hospital.

This is prohibited.

It sucks.

Yes, I know... But as it is.

Do you want me to read it to you?

Yes, come on. Read.

- Madame Menange?
- Sorry?

Isn't your name Madame Menange?

Not at all, so what?

No... Nothing.

Do you... want to buy a ticket?

Yes, give me a ticket.

ART OF AFRICA

Good evening, Simon.

Good evening, Violetta.

Terrible day. I needed to spread out
all deeds of Charles Fontan.

We kept putting it off until tomorrow,
and now tomorrow has come.

Did your cartography colleagues not help you?

Simon, this is a completely different job!

You didn't introduce me to your parents,
because I'm a cop?

Just tell them I'm an architect.

Don't be stupid, Simon.

Would you really like to
meet them?

Yes, I think I would.

- Is it true?
- Yes.

Then come to our place for dinner tomorrow.

Why not?
Should I bring anything?

No, we have everything we need.

Good night, Simon.

Good night.

Hold it.

The machine issued
as the greatest coincidence.

Gabriel Spielmaker.

Car theft, broken windows...

There's a whole dossier here.

Hey Blunt! They say you're lucky now.

If you want to bet on the match
France-Italy, let me know.

Spielmaker Gabriel,

entered here in October 1970.
He was five years old.

The psychologist's conclusion was
not very good.

Nervous disorder
mental retardation,

very complex character.

Not in any of the foster families
he didn't stay longer than a week.

Does he have no family?

No one. He was abandoned at birth.

The social service gave it to us.
Wait!

Take a look.

Academic year 75-76.
New Year's performance.

It's on the right page.

- Do you recognize him?
- Yes.

And who is the girl next to him?

Do you remember her?

Violetta.

They were inseparable.
We played together all the time.

If Violetta was scolded,
Gabriel was offended.

If Gabriel fell, Violetta cried.

It's always like that with children.

There are smart ones, and there are quiet ones.

Violetta was one of the bright ones,

I was constantly inventing something.

She somehow inspired Gabriel,
that he is immortal.

I had to call the fire department
so that they would remove him from the roof of the chapel.

- What is Violetta’s last name?
- Reverdy.

Violetta Reverdy.

Last name, like a poet's.

Do you know her, monsieur?

Well, a little...

Tell me

Violetta doesn't have problems with the police?

- No, none.
- Fine. You reassured me.

You know, it always seemed to me that from her
you can expect something spectacular.

Is it true? What, for example?

In my time she would have become
traveler

or a test pilot.

And now what things
called spectacular?

Bank robbery, for example.

- Didn't understand?
- No, nothing.

Is Reverdy her father's last name?

No, she didn't know her father.
This is her mother's last name.

She was a prostitute.

Do you know where I can find it?

- Who, her mother?
- Yes.

She died. Died died in 1972.

In a car accident.

Is Violetta an orphan?

This is actually an orphanage,
Monsieur Blunt.

Monsieur Blunt!

I have saved
something from those times.

If you're interested.

The body of a prostitute was found on a roundabout.

July 10, 1969

Identities of the passengers of the car that
knocked down a young prostitute to death

Suzanne Reverdy, were installed.

It was Roberto Canovas
and Igor Malevich

two pimps,
known to police services.

Canovas and Malevich…

Both testified
on Thursday afternoon to Judge Pathé.

You're late. What happened?

I thought you forgot.

Forgot what?

About dinner at my parents' place.

No, I haven't forgotten.

My father, my mother.

Simon Blunt.

Very nice, monsieur.

Very nice, monsieur.

So are you an architect?

That's right.

I beg you.

I hope you like lamb ham?

Yes.

- God, what time is it?
- Half.

Excuse me, I have to run to the oven.

She's a little worried.

It's not often that we get to
use all types of plates.

What can I offer you? Scotch? Vodka?

Whiskey on two fingers
and some sparkling water.

Great!

I forgot to warn you.

It's dad's birthday today.

- That's how it is!
- Hold it.

What is this?

Lighter. Now you
not empty handed

- Okay.
- I'll go help mom.

The frog says, “I don’t care.

We all know that you are a thief..."

My mother showed me childhood photographs.

A distant relative told
about his first flirtation with Violetta.

I walked around Tanganyika again,
but this time with his father.

Because this is Africa!

Funny!

Well, I'll go get some cake.

Let me help you, madam.

I'll be right back.

What are you working on now?
Monsieur Blunt?

I must confess to you, madam.
I'm actually not an architect.

How's that? But my daughter told me...

Yes, but it was a joke.

What are you doing then?
Monsieur Blunt?

Guess.

- Are you an entrepreneur?
- No.

Official?

It's already warmer.

I'll give you a hint.

So it's three colors and it works
reassuring to honest people.

Is this a flag?

No, I said "calming."

- I have no idea.
- No?

Inspector Blunt, Criminal Division.

It can't be!
Listen, I'll explain everything to you.

She addressed us in the theater.

She offered us money.

We are actors, Mr. Inspector.

We thought it was a joke
about some kind of prank.

I'll tell the others and then we'll leave.

Oh no, go ahead.

What should we do?

Everything you intended.

I'm sure you'll get a standing ovation.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

- Thank you! Everything turned out great.
- And thank you, Monsieur Blunt.

I hope you weren't bored.

Not for a second.

I wanted to tell you that today I...

I was absolutely happy.

Good night.

Until tomorrow?

See you tomorrow.

Gabriel?

Gabriel?

Gabriel?

Gabriel?

Gabriel!

Why did you leave me alone?

I don't want to be here alone.

I'm back. Calm down.

I have a headache.

I'm with you.

I heard noise all day.

I've been waiting for you.

I have a headache.

I'm here!

Have you taken your medicine?

No, I was waiting for you.

Don't leave me alone anymore.

- Do you promise?
- I promise.

Each of the two seraphim,

whom the prophet saw
on both sides of the throne of God,

there were six wings.

They covered their feet with two wings,

which means blindness and renunciation.

Two other wings

they covered their faces

which means the darkness of their consciousness.

Are you sleeping?

And with the help of the two remaining wings

they were flying

what does flight of hope mean
and transition into the night of feelings.

Now it's time to sleep. Will you fall asleep?

MAIL

Good evening, Simon.

Good evening.

What did you do today?

Various little things.

I have something for you.

- What is this?
- Present.

Can't you wait a little?

What are you waiting for, the next notch?

I think I liked you better
drunk on the board.

Sobriety doesn't suit you.

What exactly are you looking for?

Next victim's name.

Well, yes.

And who is this?

Who is this?

You could have answered!

I'm damn tired of it
that they don’t tell me anything!

Simon!

He told me: “Come.”

I'll show you the court
over the great harlot."

Babylon the great

mother of harlots and abominations of the earth.

I saw her drunk with the blood of saints
and the blood of Jesus' witnesses.

I'll sing the rest to you
right into your dead ear.

Has your wife started rehab?

- Yes.
- And how is it going?

- Not bad.
- That's great.

Yes I wanted to talk to you
about your translation...

I have an old university friend
in Bordeaux.

His name is Henri Alard.

If you want, I can call him.
True, no problem.

Talk to your wife
and then let me know.

That's very nice of you. I will think.

No urgency here, obviously.
no, just think about it.

Bordeaux is a wonderful city.

Yes, they say.
Oh yes, I forgot to give you your mail.

I decided to bring it to you myself.

Well, thank you.

Do you need anything?

Won't you open it?

The thing is...

Do you know Suzanne Reverdy?

No.

Should I?

Can you be more specific?

Prostitute who was killed in 1972

her two pimps, Malevich and Canovas.

You led this investigation.

Maybe.

No, I'm sure of it.

Tell me, Simon...

What is this you are trying to hint at?

Because I didn't do my job well?

Did I mix the cards?

Or maybe he covered up the criminals?

This is a serious accusation.

Serious and ridiculous.

If it's so ridiculous
why don't you open the package?

I don't open it
because I know what's inside.

I receive them every day
already two weeks.

Three hours of daily curses...
Eventually it gets tiring.

And now, inspector,

please tell me
what happened to you.

Quite a banal story.

Mother is a prostitute
dies under unclear circumstances,

there's a bit of a fuss

two pimps accused, case
closed for lack of evidence.

Everything is simple here.

However, everything is not so simple

in the head of this orphaned girl.

For her, this story should have
meaning. If her mother died,

it means someone is to blame for this.

And if there are several of them, so much the better.

If the police close the case,
that means they are accomplices.

Do you want me to tell you the end of the story?

If we don't find her fast enough,
others will find her.

And we'll catch her in the port

with hands wrapped in wire,
and with a hole in his head.

If you know where to look for her,
bring her to me.

Then at least she would survive.

This needs to stop, Violetta.

Because... I can't do this anymore.

This is how we will do it.

I'll take you across the border
well there...

it will be visible.

This needs to stop, Violetta!

I can't do it anymore!

That's how it goes. Yes, it will do.

I bought you a chicken
spring rolls and vodka.

Maybe I shouldn't have.

- Do you like this?
- Yes, it will do.

Clear. Where will we go?

Directly.

Is something wrong, Simon?

Where are we going?

Directly.

Are you coming, dear?

Take me home, Simon.

I'm tired, my head hurts!

You have no idea how much
I had work at the museum today!

I'm confused, everything is mixed up for me!

I don't understand anything anymore.

I want to go home!

Enough already, damn it!

There is no home anymore, Violetta.

No more parents.

There is no more Africa. Nothing.

This needs to stop. Do you hear?

This needs to stop
because I can't do it anymore.

I'm tired.

I can't follow you all the time

and wait for it all to start again.
I can't.

And most importantly...

I don't want to lose you.

Understand?

Violetta!

Stop it!

Stop it!

If you love me please
shoot.

Murder or accident?

Author of the article: Zh.E. Strauss

The innocent give thanks
his lawyer, Mr. Broz.

He deserved it.

Damn it!

Come on, Monsieur Strauss!

It was you who wrote these articles?

- Yes.
- Here you go.

So who killed Suzanne Reverdy?

Canovas and Malevich.

Thank you, of course
but I know this even without you.

I'll ask the question differently.

Who benefited from her death?

Why did he do this?

He was Suzanne's lover.

He is the girl's father.

Blunt?

It's me.

This is Florimond.

Simon?

Are you here?

Simon!

I came alone.

As you asked.

Why didn't you answer?

Is the girl here?

Yes. She's here.

Well then...

We should hurry up.
My car is downstairs.

Where are you in such a hurry?

You still have time to blow out the candles.

Eat some cake...

Perhaps
even drink a glass of champagne.

Yes, I made that sound because...

Everything here is so old.

Sit down.

The girl isn't here, is she?

Sit down.

Marvelous.

The more I look at you
the more I see how much she resembles you.

Outwardly, of course, because
otherwise...

What do you want?

Confessions.

And what should I admit?

The truth.

The naked truth.

I'll help you.

So. This is the story of a young
ambitious cop.

He is happily married, waiting for him
a wonderful future, and then one day...

Bam!

He stumbles.

And he messes up with Suzanne Reverdy.

She is young, she is 25 years old,

and she is quite attractive.

Doesn't remind you of anything?

Continue.

Where did I stop there?

Did I mention the baby?

No, I didn't mention it.

One day the whore gets pregnant.
A girl is born.

She will be called Violetta. Beautiful, isn't it?

Well, she, of course,
wants him to recognize his daughter.

But he can’t, because he has
wonderful marriage, career and all that.

She insists.
And he does it quite rudely.

Standing under his windows with a child in his hands
and screams.

Rude, right?

Isn't it?

And what does this one do?
young ambitious cop?

And he's having a rodeo with two young guys
bandits to scare Suzanne.

But she won't be able to scare her anymore.

Can I get up already? Are you finished?

No, not really.

I want to say something else.

Until today I admired you.

There was a time
I even tried to be like you.

But that was a long time ago.

And today it's difficult for me

imagine what awaits you
such a lousy future.

I went through all the solutions in my head.

I think this is the only one
suitable exit.

Well, that's what I would do.

Good night.

Simon!

Monsieur?

Of course you're right.

You're right about everything.

The only problem is
you have no proof.

Do you know why?

Because I buried it all, Simon.

I erased everything.

You know me, I'm a perfectionist.

Now you give me the baby.

Here you go. Finally we come to the confessions.

Come on, turn on the light!

I hope I pressed the right button.

Attention, the match has begun...

Inspector, if you want to make a pair
coins, this is your last chance.

Oh yes, according to Reverdy.
I didn't find anything in the records,

at least about Suzanne.

There was one, but her name was Violetta.

She works for Cindy Ballouche.

Who's there?

- Cindy Ballush?
- Yes, but what?

Where is Violetta Reverdy?

I don't know her.

You too, and I'm getting married.

- Ten seconds.
- You are right.

You have ten seconds to
to clean up!

On your knees! Don't move!

Here!

Where is Violetta Reverdy?

- She replaces me!
- Where?

At Broz, the lawyer!
You're hurting me!

Let me go, you bastard!

Brose was a lawyer who defended
her mother's killers.

He was last on the list.

Yes?

Come.

Come here.

- How old are you?
- Twenty one.

Did Cindy find you?
Did she tell you what I like?

Yes, monsieur.

Don't call me "Monsieur".

Will this be your first time with a client?

Yes, monsieur.

The bathroom is there. Go wash yourself.

Hold me tight...

What did you come for? There's already one there.

I know, but he wanted two.

Does he like white now?

Stay here. Don't move.

Blow me.

Kill him!

No, Simon!

No!

Take care of her. And I'll take care of them.

Gabriel!

At night we crossed the border.

When morning came,
she was sleeping in the back seat of the car

baby's sleep.

She didn't even wake up
when I carried her to the hotel room.

It’s for the better.

What are you thinking about?

About you, my love.

Subtitle translation: Yulia Chekan