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A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES

[Claire panting]

[whispering] Go.

[suspenseful music playing]

Go, Assane!

[Pascal] Where'd he go?

[shouting] Where'd he go? Come on!

[creaking]

Are you okay? Anybody hurt you?

Who were those guys?

- Just answer me, please. - I'm fine. Papa got me. He was great.

Oh no. Oh no, I can't let you say that, honey.

- Why not? - You're old enough to know.

Your dad's dangerous.

- He uses others and he'll never stop. - Not true.

Yes, it's true!

Everything that happened is his fault!

You have no clue who your dad really is!

I don't want you to see him. You understand?

[Claire breathing heavily]

You understand?

[Claire sobs]

He's never been able to keep a promise.

You can't trust him.

This is the last time he'll put you in danger.

- [church bell ringing] - [distant shouting]

[Benjamin] You look like you're in a good mood today.

What happened?

- I can't believe she's ignoring me. - She's his mom, Assane.

Yeah, and I'm his dad. She has no right to do this.

- I haven't spoken to him in a week. - Her son was kidnapped. She was desperate.

- That's normal. - It's not normal!

She ratted me out to Pellegrini. She went too far.

Fine, okay. She had no choice.

She warned you. She didn't go through with it.

So nice that I can count on you to back me up. You my best friend or not?

You're supposed to agree, not tell me the truth.

Enough! It's not me you're mad at. It's Pellegrini.

[J'accuse barks]

[growls]

- [distant chatter] - [Benjamin sighs]

Okay, what's the new plan?

Assane?

Don't worry.

Pellegrini took it out on my son, so I'll do the same.

We've got work to do.

[suspenseful music playing]

- [cell phone rings] - Thanks.

- Hello? - [Assane] Hello?

Ganimard?

Listen carefully. Monday, ten o'clock.

Café Paul, Place Dauphine. Be there. Got it?

- Okay, I got it. - [Assane] Come alone.

- Okay. - [Assane] Alone, Ganimard.

If you tell your friends at the station, I'll know.

I bet you will.

[Assane] Oh, by the way, try cold water.

Cold water?

[Assane] The coffee stain on your shirt. Try cold water.

[Guédira breathing heavily]

[Assane] Here we go. Bets are open. Come on. Where's the ball?

Come on. As you can see, the ball is here.

We're taking bets. Doubling or tripling. Let's go.

Where's the ball now?

[Benjamin] There.

- Sure? - Categorically.

[Assane] You win this one. Well done, sir.

- Thank you. - We should've bet.

Round two. Come on, sir. The ball's here. We're doubling and tripling, taking bets.

- Right here? - Yes.

- You sure? - Sure.

Oh, you've lost this round, sir.

- [man sighs] - [Assane] Sure to get it next time.

Come on. Round and round the ball goes.

Here we go for round three.

- All right, how much? - Nine hundred and fifty.

- We didn't do too bad today. - Yeah.

- [girls chatting] - Pretty girls here too.

- Not so bad ourselves. - [girls laughing]

- Yes... Oh! - Excuse me.

Assane?

How are you?

Good.

- Juliette, tu viens? - Coming.

- [Assane] What are you doing here? - I was thinking of you.

[distant siren wailing]

[girl] Qu'est-ce que tu fais?

- Maybe we can meet here tomorrow? - Yeah, of course.

Sounds great. See you then.

See you.

Okay.

You sure don't waste time.

It's a little complicated. I'll explain later.

[Benjamin] Who's that girl? You know her?

[soft music playing]

[car horn toots]

[inaudible conversation]

[distant siren wailing]

[knocking on window]

[inaudible]

[distant horns blaring]

What are you doing here, Assane?

Stop pretending, Juliette.

Pretending what?

You can't expect me to believe this is all by chance.

[chuckles] How are you gonna try and catch me this time?

The server? That your dad's security guy?

[server] Sir, may I take your coat for you?

- No, thanks. I'm not staying. - All right.

I'm sorry. Security isn't exactly what it used to be.

[Juliette laughs]

I'm serious, Juliette.

This is going too far.

I don't know what you mean.

[scoffs] Yeah, sure.

I don't.

I know things have never been simple between our families.

But we're not our fathers.

That was between them, but not us.

I'm sick of it poisoning our relationship.

There's no catch, Assane.

You don't look good and I'm just trying to take your mind off things. That's all.

Feel free to leave if you want to.

But if you stay, the food's really good.

[footsteps approaching]

Madam?

Would you care to order?

- I'll have the salmon, please. Thank you. - Sir?

[background chatter]

Same for me, please.

[server] Very good.

[soft music playing]

- [knock at door] - Yes?

Your next appointment is here, sir. Philippe Courbet.

[Hubert] Ah! Hello, Philippe.

Sir.

Come in, come in.

- Whiskey? - No, thank you.

How about wine?

That's not why I'm here. Let's get to the point.

Fine. Take a seat.

[glass clinking]

[Hubert] So...

tell me.

[Philippe] Very well.

I've examined the financial situation of the foundation's gala attendees.

Assuming 30% of the attendees will not donate,

and presuming most donors are far less generous than they pretend to be,

we can expect around ten million euros.

Hmm...

As you requested, 15% will go to the foundation.

- And the remaining 85%... - Will go directly to my account.

It'll be transferred to an offshore account in the Caymans.

I'll just need a few days with my team to finalize the contracts.

[Hubert sighs softly]

How old are you?

And you, how old are you?

- [Hubert chuckles softly] - My age is of no importance, sir.

I charge 10,000 euros an hour.

That's the only number you should care about.

It's expensive,

but trust me, my clients always get what they pay for.

I'm told you're the best.

Me too.

- I have one question for you. - Tell me.

Is your daughter participating in this fraud?

- Let's try not to use that word, shall we? - Yes. Yes, of course.

But is Juliette Pellegrini involved in this?

No.

No, she's not.

[Assane] Do you eat alone in a lot of places?

No. I... was stood up.

Was it a date?

No, I was here to meet a...

a donor from Canada for the foundation.

And, well, he canceled.

Rich people love being philanthropists.

But when the time comes to pay, no one shows up.

Do you donate money?

A lot more than you would think, yes.

But don't worry. I've got plenty left.

Too much.

Stop it. Don't give me that "money can't buy happiness" line.

No, but let's just say my life has turned serious.

And...

there's not a lot of adrenaline left.

- You miss it? - [Juliette] Yes.

I mean, look at us now.

Hiding behind glasses of wine.

[chuckles] Back then, we never would have come to a place like this.

Yeah.

But we wouldn't have paid.

[Juliette] Hmm...

[whispering] Oh!

- Should we? - [chuckles] That's crazy.

You can't improvise that stuff.

- That's exactly what I mean. - What?

- You've become so terribly reasonable. - That's bad?

- [Juliette] Hmm. - I've changed methods. That's all.

Okay, so?

Is the table in your name?

Um...

No, it's under Velmont.

Who's that?

Horace Velmont.

The Canadian who didn't show.

[chuckles softly] Well, then...

[Assane laughs]

[Juliette clears throat]

Thank you for dinner, Horace Velmont.

[Assane and Juliette chuckle]

- Um, we'll take the check, please. - Of course.

[suspenseful music playing]

- [Assane laughing] Come on! - [Juliette] Oh!

[Assane laughs loudly]

Tiens!

[indistinct background conversation]

[engine starts]

C’est pas ton scoot, ça!

["Cuz I Love You" playing]

[men shouting]

[engine roars]

My fucking scooter!

[Assane laughs]

♪ Ya ya, ya ya ♪

♪ Got me standing in the rain ♪

♪ Gotta get my hair pressed again ♪

♪ I would do it for you all, my friend ♪

♪ Ready, baby? Will you be my man? ♪

♪ Wanna put you on a plane ♪

♪ Fly you out to wherever I am ♪

♪ Catch you on the low, I was ashamed ♪

♪ Now I'm crazy, 'bout to tat your name ♪

♪ I thought that I didn't care ♪

♪ I thought I was love-impaired ♪

♪ But, baby ♪

♪ Baby ♪

♪ I don't know what I'm gonna do ♪

♪ I'm cryin' ♪

♪ Cuz I love you ♪

♪ Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh ♪

♪ I'm cryin' ♪

♪ Cuz I love you ♪

[engine stops]

The bridge, Pont Neuf, the path on the Seine, all of that...

- You didn't do that on purpose? - What do you mean?

Well... [chuckles]

Well, I had fun tonight, so, thank you.

Me too.

If only we could stop time.

Yeah, too bad.

[chuckles]

[soft music playing]

Have a good night, madame.

[chuckles] Have a good night, sir.

[engine starts]

[engine revs loudly]

[distant chatter]

Come on.

[sighs] All right.

Oh, you're kidding me.

- [plug clicks] - [Benjamin sighs]

All right.

- [dryer whirs] - [Claire] Ben, are you there?

Oh!

Claire, what are you doing here?

Well, I was nearby, so...

- How are you? - [Claire] I'm good.

- It's so nice to see you. - You too.

You heard from Assane? He okay?

Yeah, don't worry.

- [Claire] Are you sure? - He's fine.

[man] Claire?

[chuckles] Who's that?

He's a... friend of mine.

- A friend? - Mm-hm. Wanna meet him?

Yeah.

[Claire] Marc?

Um, this is Benjamin.

- Hi. - [Marc] Hello.

- You have a very beautiful store. - You don't have to be nice.

He's a friend of Assane's, so he won't like you.

Well, we're together, but I can still like his store.

Indeed. [chuckles]

And, uh, Raoul, how's he doing?

He's great. Very good.

- Thank you. - Good.

Well, we gotta go.

Of course. I'll see you out.

Goodbye, Ben. See you soon.

[Marc] Excuse me?

I'd like to give a present to Claire. I saw that bracelet, right over there.

- Uh, that one there? - Yeah.

- Could you hold it for me? - Of course.

I'll come get it later.

- All right, I'll do that. - Thank you.

[door opens]

[Benjamin chuckles]

[suspenseful music playing]

Before it was a museum, Orsay was a train station.

And the building sheltered several prisoners during the Liberation.

I'd like you to tell that story to the children of the foundation.

- Of course. - Would you?

- Yes. - That's great.

It would be wonderful if they could have access to the auditorium.

- Is that okay? - Sure.

We could also organize screenings, we could plan concerts,

a couple of debates.

- My assistant can send you suggestions... - Alice, I'm so sorry.

- Could you excuse me for a moment? - Of course. No problem.

- We could meet outside. - That sounds great.

What are you doing here? I'm working. [chuckles]

I was just passing by and saw you.

[Juliette and Assane laugh]

- Don't believe me? - I know you.

[Assane chuckles]

Assane, it's...

Last night we both had fun.

- Today could be a lot of fun too. - No, listen, I adored last night.

But we're not 20 now.

And like you said yourself,

we just can't stop time.

I'm sorry.

I... I have to go.

[suspenseful music playing]

- You good? - Yeah.

[Marc] What are you doing?

[Claire] Working.

And how's that going?

What are you doing?

- I have something for you. - Really?

Just a small gift.

- Open it. - Thank you.

I bought it from Benjamin's store.

He recommended it.

- So, if you don't like it, be mad at him. - It's beautiful.

I love it.

Thank you.

Let's take a photo. It'll make Ben happy.

[Claire and Marc chuckle]

[Hubert] Courbet, have you met my daughter?

[Courbet] I haven't had the pleasure.

Ah, Juliette!

Let me introduce you to Philippe Courbet.

- Oh, nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you.

Philippe is building the system that will help gather donations.

Oh, wonderful. Thank you.

Compared to all you do, it's really not much.

- [Hubert laughs] - I'll see you soon.

- See you soon. - Good.

Ms. Pellegrini, a package came.

- I put it on your desk for you. - Ah!

[mysterious music playing]

TO: JULIETTE PELLEGRINI

[cell phone dings]

PISSARRO STOLEN FROM ORSAY MUSEUM

"THE SEINE AND THE LOUVRE" PAINTING STOLEN

We are all extremely devastated by what's happened, of course.

ORSAY MUSEUM CURATOR

The great sadness that I'm feeling extends far beyond enthusiasts of art and culture.

All of France was wounded today.

[Juliette gasps softly]

[gasps]

SOMETIMES, YOU CAN STOP TIME. A.

[knock at door]

Yes?

- Two gentlemen for you in the lobby, miss. - Okay, I'm coming.

[sighs deeply]

- Good morning, gentlemen. - Good morning.

- We have a couple of questions for you. - I'm listening.

Were you at the Orsay Museum yesterday?

Yes, I was.

A valuable painting was stolen from there,

so, we were wondering whether you had seen anything that was unusual or suspicious.

- Uh, no... no. - Are you sure?

I believe that you received a package today.

I... No, no, no, I just...

I... I'm sorry. I assure you...

There's no need to worry.

[chuckles] No one is accusing you.

Oh... That's good.

Well, then, gentlemen, I'm at your disposal.

- If you need anything, don't hesitate. - Thank you.

Have a nice day.

I'll show you out.

[Juliette] Assane!

[children shouting in distance]

Are you crazy or what?

You can't just steal a painting and send it to me.

[chuckles] You don't like it?

I'm serious. The cops came to my house and interrogated me.

You said we couldn't stop time. I think we can. That painting is proof.

What are you doing? Huh?

The dinner, the ride on the scooter, now the painting...

What's this for?

[Assane] You.

You made your choice. A long time ago too.

Exactly.

The wrong one.

Claire's the mother of my son, but...

nothing else.

- I was wrong about her. - Oh, stop it, Assane.

Deep down, you're like me. You have feelings you won't accept.

Why would you think that?

Look around. See any cops?

You didn't rat me out this time.

It's just the two of us.

We both want this.

Maybe it's not too late, Juliette.

Well, prove it then.

What?

Yeah, prove it.

And not by stealing a masterpiece of art.

All right. How?

Claire.

She's pretty. Pretty eyes, pretty smile, huh?

Her life looks boring...

- You don't know about her life. - Oh, I know more than you think.

You know, social media will tell you anything these days.

So, you spy on her?

Sometimes, yeah.

I noticed a few things that were interesting.

Um... she has a man.

He's handsome too.

And he gave her a bracelet.

It's pretty clear that... that she loves it.

Except so do I.

[Assane] Really?

You stole a painting from the Orsay.

You can steal a bracelet from your ex.

You can do it.

[distant siren wailing]

A rare model.

So, can you track it down or not?

Actually, for a while, I used to have that bracelet.

- I sold it. - To who?

- I could buy it back. - No, no.

No. No, no.

Okay.

- So, you sold it to Claire? - Yeah, yeah.

- Well, not exactly. - What do you mean? Did you sell it or not?

Yeah, I mean the guy she was with bought it from me. Marc.

- By the way, I didn't like him. - No?

- [Ben] Of course not. - Why not?

- Okay, the guy was super nice. - There you go.

Anyway, this bracelet is still extremely rare.

You won't find another like it.

So, if Juliette wants it, sorry, man, you're gonna have to steal it.

From Claire.

[Assane sighs]

[indistinct chatter]

[footsteps approaching]

- Where are you going dressed like that? - Nowhere.

I ran into Céleste's mother.

You were chatting with a young Black man after your class.

Céleste said you seemed to know him well.

I told her you didn't know any Black boys.

But I think I know who it is.

I forbid you to see him.

- Who said I was going... - Juliette.

We're not like those people.

You understand?

[Hubert chuckles]

[Juliette sighs]

[door creaks]

[suspenseful music playing]

[Raoul breathing softly]

ARSÈNE LUPIN VERSUS HERLOCK SHOLMÈS

[floor creaks]

[Claire groans]

[bracelet clicks]

[Marc sighs]

[Assane sighs softly]

[distant engine roars]

[distant horn blares]

[Assane] Here.

[birds singing]

Not bad.

All right. What do we do now?

[Juliette] Hmm...

I'd like to start over with a clean slate.

No lies, no more bullshit.

You're right. I think I've become a responsible guy.

I'll bring the art back to the museum, the bracelet to Claire as well.

We've never been together because we weren't allowed to be.

Oh, yeah?

You know it's true.

Not anymore.

Your dad.

- He's always been against us. - Stop this obsession with my dad.

- What do you want? - I want us to live our own story.

And you're asking me to choose between you and my father?

I'm not forcing you.

[Juliette sighs]

Twenty-five years ago, he framed my dad for stealing that necklace.

- Oh, what are you talking about? - You don't know.

[distant siren wailing]

Ask your mother. She knows.

What do you mean?

- My mother doesn't even talk to him. - That's my point. Go see her.

She'll tell you the truth about your dad.

Once you've heard the whole story, you'll do what's right.

Here.

What is this?

It's the name of a cop.

Ganimard.

He's someone you can trust.

Your mom can tell him everything.

We missed our chance when we were young.

But we can do what we want now.

[Juliette sighs]

[chuckles] Here.

You'll know exactly where to find me. Remember?

[Juliette sighs]

[suspenseful music playing]

Over here, you'll see the piece The Seine and the Louvre by Pissarro.

And behind it, you have a masterpiece from Toulouse-Lautrec.

[chuckles softly]

[sighs]

[cell phone dings]

PISSARRO'S PAINTING RETURNED TO THE ORSAY MUSEUM

[sighs]

A WEEK EARLIER

Okay, what's the new plan?

Assane?

Don't worry.

Pellegrini took it out on my son, so I'll do the same.

I'm after his daughter.

[Assane chuckles]

We've got work to do.

Hello. I'd like to make a reservation for two tomorrow evening, please.

A table by the window, please.

Perfect.

Yes, good. My name is Horace Velmont. V-E-L-M-O-N-T.

Thank you, my friend.

Goodbye.

Good job. Tomorrow morning, you'll call Juliette and pretend to be Velmont.

Right. I'll tell her she's doing amazing work.

I want to make a donation, but I'd like to meet first.

Since I'm flying to Montreal the next day, I'll offer to meet with her that evening.

You got it.

Oh, uh, yes, that would be wonderful, yes. Maybe we could grab dinner.

The rest has to come from her. That's the key.

[Juliette knocks on window]

Come inside.

[Assane] I'll need to cover my tracks, so she won't catch on.

- But if you stay, the food's really good. - Is the table in your name?

Everything has to be planned.

- No, it's under Velmont. - Who's that?

Horace Velmont.

Well, then, thank you for dinner, Horace Velmont.

[Assane chuckles]

We're gonna pay the waiter, so he won't chase us.

And pay the bill up front, of course.

[man] C’est pas ton scoot, ça!

- Hey! Hey! - Hey!

[shouting continues]

And compensate the delivery guy for the scooter.

After that,

nothing but magic.

She needs to believe I'd do anything for her.

And then she'll do anything for me.

She needs to feel totally confident

if she's going to betray her father.

Okay, I got you so far, but how are we gonna manage to steal the painting?

We're not gonna steal it.

We'll make her think it was stolen.

Look, a video about the fire in Notre-Dame.

NOTRE-DAME CATHEDRAL FIRE

We change the banner.

"THE SEINE AND THE LOUVRE" PAINTING STOLEN

Boom!

Well, we are all extremely devastated by what's happened, of course.

ORSAY MUSEUM CURATOR

The great sadness that I'm feeling extends far beyond enthusiasts of art and culture.

All of France was wounded today.

[Benjamin chuckles]

Okay, I'll send her a text right now.

[cell phone vibrates and dings]

Oh...

I have guys playing along.

- [alarm blaring] - [prisoners shouting]

What do you want with Étienne?

There's no need to worry.

- No one is accusing you. - That's good.

We just need a fake painting.

That's where you come in.

[dryer whirring]

[Benjamin] Not a problem. Don't worry.

[Assane] The key is we're not the ones trapping Pellegrini.

His daughter is.

What's the problem, my love?

Assane Diop told me to see you.

You've been hiding things for too long, Mother.

I should know the truth.

Your father needed money.

He found the perfect scapegoat.

The confession from Babakar Diop didn't change anything.

Your father lied.

But you didn't tell anyone. Why didn't you say something?

Why not?

Because he was your father.

Because you loved him so much.

I didn't want to cause any trouble and you'd lose him.

[Juliette] But, Mom...

All of this needs to stop. You have to tell the truth about Papa.

[Juliette breathes deeply]

Go and talk to the police.

[scoffs] I don't know.

Here. Go see this person.

And tell him what you know.

It's the right thing to do.

[Anne sighs]

Okay, then all this just for a coffee?

[sighs softly] Yeah.

All this for a coffee.

- [distant siren wailing] - [indistinct background conversation]

Are you Ganimard?

Uh... yes.

I'm here for my daughter. I want to tell the truth about her dad.

Okay, great, but could you tell me your name?

Anne Pellegrini.

[dramatic music playing]

If you could just sign right here...

And here as well.

Congratulations.

[Hubert chuckles]

I'm sorry, sir.

What is it?

Mr. Pellegrini, police.

We have a warrant to search the house.

You're under arrest under suspicion of fraud and obstruction of justice.

You'll also be questioned about Babakar Diop.

Are you kidding?

Come on.

[dramatic music continues playing]

My cane!

LIVE - HUBERT PELLEGRINI UNDER ARREST

ARRESTED FOR FRAUD AND OBSTRUCTION OF JUSTICE

[cell phone vibrates]

- Where are you? - I'm gonna be a little late.

[Benjamin] What are you doing? Pellegrini's been arrested. It's official!

I have to see Juliette. I can't do this.

[Benjamin] No. You can't do that.

It's over, Assane. We're done.

I promise I won't be long. See you.

[melancholic music playing]

Good evening, sir.

Good evening, madam.

[mysterious music playing]