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What you want to know?

Just a second,

Ready.

So the way you describe

It's disturbing to read,

Do you think to write something

Vem. Pule!

Week.

Polish, come on!

Week! Week!

...it takes me
to an interesting story,

and I decided to include it in the book
that I'm writing. Just that.

Just it.
You are in my book.

And yet,
I do not know you.

- All I know is my interest in you.
- Even so,

you had to know me
first.

I am real,
I'm in front of you now.

Yes you are.

Then,
so you can start inventing,

you need
of something real first.

Your books mix
truth and fiction.

It makes us wonder
what each thing is.

- Continue.
- Was that your goal?

What...

Okay, get out.

Come on, Snoop. He comes.

Come, let's dry off.
You are clean.

Without any dirt.

What would you write about?

It's Samuel working upstairs.
My husband.

So what's your interest?

What makes you angry
to the point of wanting to explode?

- Forget your thesis, your studies...
- I don't want to be a writer.

Okay, no need to write,
Just talk, like we're talking.

Don't want to continue
with my questions?

Of course I want.
But we can chat too.

We can each
ask a question,

so that no one gets frustrated,
like in a normal conversation.

- Are you really interested...
- What are you interested in? Clear!

I never see anyone,
I work here all day.

You come see me.
Of course I'm interested.

I run.

Is
one of my favorite things.

Leave me up,
like I was high.

And what do you know
about drugs?

That's the next question.

Important matter.

- Better not to write everything down.
- No no.

Certainly not.

I said, we should have done this
in Grenoble.

All good.
I will write down your answers.

But I have many questions.
Maybe you don't have time.

Don't worry about time,
time is not the issue here.

Beauty. I would like to discuss
our narrative...

I do not like sports.

That's the first thing.

Walking could be, perhaps.
No running!

Okay, I got it.

Then...

you are...

It's not possible anymore, is it?

Yes, it's complicated.

I think we are obliged
Stop it, Zoe.

I'll be in Grenoble soon,
I'll call you, how about that?

Right.

Sorry about that.

- See you later.
- Until.

- See you soon.
- Clear.

Slowly.

Let's go.

Wait, wait.

That's very good!

Let's go.

Father mother!

Mother!

Mother!

Mother!

Mom, come quickly!

Mother!

Mother!

Mother!

Sim...

He doesn't... I don't know.

I didn't move it,

He's not breathing,

Please come.

No!

No, he's not even moving.

Samuel Maleski...

found dead

Let's go virá-lo.

Full portrait.

Approximate.

I will dictate the initial ideas.

You can insert them
before completion.

Superficial parallel abrasions
on the hands and forearms

suggest that the body slid
1 or 2 meters after falling to the ground,

before the position in which it was

The left temporal hematoma

indicates collision

or a blow of great violence

The injury is inconsistent

so that the impact occurred

In conclusion,

whether the injury resulted

It is formally impossible

the involvement

Then, the usual.

Cause of death:

forensic cause...

accident and/or intervention

Toxicological analyzes

to clarify the truth.

ANATOMY OF A FALL

Thank you for coming.

It's very weird
see you again like this.

Really is.

I hadn't realized
that it was so tall.

So it is.

Come.

You live here
long time?

It's less than two years old.

It was Samuel who
grew up here.

And the...

How are we going to do it?
You ask me some questions and...

I'm sorry my French isn't better
than when we first met.

- It's okay to be in English.
- Right.

How many times
were you interrogated?

Once here, by the police,

and once
by the investigating judge.

Can you tell me what you told
tell them about the day of his death?

Clear.
I told them everything

about when I was

until the ambulance arrived.

I was on a meeting

and Samuel began

blaring music
to irritate me and make her leave.

Is that what you told them?
That the song was supposed to annoy you?

- No.
- No?

I just said he put the music
very loud and we had to stop.

Because she was recording
the interview and it was no longer possible.

Necessary
you to be specific.

Tell me everything exactly
like you told them.

Yes.

I told them
that I ended the interview.

And that she left.

And I went up to my room

and that's when I saw
Daniel goes for a walk.

Wasn't he at school?

No, he only goes two days
per week to Grenoble.

How old is he?

He is eleven years old.

AND...

After the girl
left...

Samuel went to my room
to see me

We talked a little
about what we would do that day.

It was not a big deal,
really, and...

He... went back up to work
in the attic and I worked from bed.

You wrote?
In your computer?

Yes, I finished a translation.

I translate for some weeklies
Germans, for extra income.

AND...

I heard him working
up there and playing music

about,
I think they must have been...

ten minutes.

Then I put
ear protectors

because I wanted
take a nap.

AND...

I fell asleep.

Until an hour later,
I believe,

I heard Daniel scream and...

One of the protectors must have fallen,
because I woke up.

The music was still playing,
I ran downstairs and...

And that.

I called an ambulance
and they arrived within 30 minutes.

Right.

- Can I take a look around?
- Clear.

Where do you want to start?
I must explain...

- something...
- Yes maybe.

Right. This is where...

This is where we eat.

- Sorry.
- Calm down.

Then...

Was he working there?

Yes he was
isolating themselves in the attic.

And while you dozed,
Was he right on top of you?

- That.
- Right.

He was going to attack it
right away.

We wanted rooms
to rent.

Was he working there?

These days, yes.

And the window,

Do you remember when
the ambulance arrived, was it open?

Yes, it was.

He used to
keep it open?

I'm not sure about that,
why...

sometimes he aired the room

to remove wood dust.

Was he reckless?
Has he ever taken risks while working?

No, he was cautious,
meticulous, worked slowly.

Some reason why
he would

leaning out the window,
for example, to call you

- or Daniel?
- No, when he worked,

especially
When he listened to music, he...

he isolated himself from the world.

He never called me
or Daniel from up here.

Anyway,
with the height of...

breastplate...

- Window sill.
- From the window sill.

- Had he been drinking?
- No, never during the day.

Mainly
when he worked.

Candy...

Come take a shower and get dressed.
It's daytime, you need to get up.

Baby, I know it's hard.
It's difficult for me too.

And it will be difficult for a while.

But we have to try to do
the things we did before...

Monica came to see you,
She made tiramisu for you.

Can't spend the day
without leaving home.

It's beautiful outside
and Snoop needs to leave too.

Daniel,
Are you coming to eat with us?

I want to sleep.

Okay, first come down with us
and then I let you sleep.

I don't understand.

Nobody understand.

We can't understand.

I have to understand.

Remember the medium
that I went to see,

of which I told you
When did Alain die?

Monica.

- I would like.
- I'd rather you didn't...

He helped me a lot.

But he is a child.

Do not confuse things.

- Let's talk to Monica.
- He has helped children.

Do you want some?

What you need?

Anything. I do not want anything.

Even if you don't believe it,
It might do him good.

He has a gift for feeling things
that we don't have.

Vincent,
an old lawyer friend,

Monica, Daniel's godmother.

- Hello.
- Hello.

- I call.
- Tell me if he ate.

- The dishes?
- Or.

I'm so tired
to cry.

It's so ridiculous,
I am exhausted.

- Do you want parmesan?
- Yes, perfect.

- I don't know where the pepper is.
- I'll take care of it.

How do you know,
the autopsy was inconclusive

about the cause of death.

The pathologist had not
sufficient concrete elements.

But...

What can we argue...

It's a fall
from the attic window, with him...

bouncing
on the shed roof.

His head may have hit
some edge here.

See?

Thus, he would have
reached the ground,

more or less here.

Looks like he had strength
to crawl a few meters

before fainting
in this final position.

This explains
the blood in the snow.

But there are problems: first, nothing
It was found on the roof, DNA, nothing.

And there are 3 blood splatters
on this wall.

Seems incompatible
with the impact of his head on the roof.

The judge asked an expert
to clarify this.

When you see this,
What do you think?

I don't know, I'm not
splash expert.

But... I know a really good one.

I'm going to get her opinion.

There is one last problem
for us,

that bruise on your arm.

It may seem like the result
of a fight, an argument.

- When did they see it?
- They examined me that night,

my sleeve was folded,
they saw.

Did you explain it right away?

I knew exactly
what there was.

- I can show?
- Yes please.

When I'm in the kitchen,
I bump my arm here all the time.

When I move.

It's ridiculous, it happened several times
that week.

I told them
that my skin marks easily

and you can ask Daniel, because
he hears me bumping into everything.

All good.

As you can see, it will be difficult
defend an accidental fall,

given the height
from the window sill.

So that's why
that there is an investigation into...

more suspicious.

And you are...
suspected death.

You are a direct witness
because I was the only person here.

Right.

And, of course, you are his wife.

Search for a stranger
that comes in,

kill him while you sleep
and Daniel walked

It's a shitty strategy.

- Samuel had no enemies...
- Looks like it!

I didn't kill him.

That's not the point.

Serious.

We have to analyze
Samuel's personality.

What was he going through?

There is something that would seem consistent
with suicide?

I thought about it, obviously.

I just can't imagine it
jumping with Daniel so close.

I just can't
put this in my head.

Yes, but it's probably
our best defense.

In other words, if they accuse you,

It is our only defense.

But I think he fell.

No one will believe this.

I do not believe that.

I need a cigarette.

Vincent.

There's something I want to tell you.

About six months ago,

I wonder if...

Samuel did not take
some pills.

I found him passed out,
drunk on the floor.

He had vomited.
It was very early in the morning.

There were some white spots
in vomit

and I remember wondering
whether they were pills.

- Really?
- Yes.

You two

No, he didn't want to
talk about it.

- Daniel saw this?
- No.

- And you didn't call a doctor?
- No.

No, I didn't notice that
at the time, but looking back now,

looks like it might have been
a suicide attempt.

- Does anyone know about this?
- No.

- Okay. I'll call you later.
- Yes.

- Bye.
- Goodbye.

Is the light too bright?

Do you want me to lower the blinds?

For me it's fine.

- Same?
- Yes.

Returning from the point about
your parents' fights. How was?

Like this? I really
I don't remember fights.

When they start to scream,
I prefer to go out.

You can tell me
Who was more angry?

No.

That's why you left
the day your father died?

No, I just felt like it
to go for a walk.

All good. You say
What did your parents listen to when you left?

Do you remember the conversation?

More or less.
It wasn't a fight.

I couldn't hear the words,
but it wasn't...

If you didn't hear the words,
I couldn't tell if it was a fight.

Okay, but...

you could hear
that it wasn't a fight.

Daniel, the music was loud
and you were out there.

They were in her room,
two floors up.

How can you be sure
the tone of voice?

I wonder even
if you could hear them.

I was just below
of the open window.

Anyway, I know...
I know what I heard.

Very good.

It ended?

How can you be so sure
where were you from?

Because I touched...

Scotch tape
in the woodshed.

Scotch tape?

When we moved,
Dad put duct tape

with different textures
everywhere,

so I could
locate me.

I don't need them anymore,
but I have a habit of touching them.

Each piece is different to play.
I wouldn't go wrong.

I played the tape
from the woodshed.

So, I was
under the window.

Right.

- I compiled what you told me.
- But I didn't speak French.

Volume is what matters here

and French
It's easier for everyone.

Helene, start the music.

- Was everything okay?
- Yes, nothing special.

- What are you doing this afternoon?
- I don't know, I'm tired.

Need to work,
So, I'm going to rest.

Won't ask
what am I going to do?

I assume it will continue
working in the attic.

Father to music

Father to music

And there?

Did you hear anything?

Let's go again,
but this time louder.

Higher? But I won't scream.
I didn't scream at that time.

The purpose of reconstitution
is to determine a reliable volume.

Vincent, I never screamed.

She didn't speak louder.

Her son says
that the voices were calm.

This doesn't hold up.
The music drowns them out.

My client didn't scream.

She won't scream now.

Miss, please
replace Mrs. Voyter.

Let's go.
Come on, please.

Play music.

Start the music!

- Was everything okay?
- Yes, nothing special.

- What are you doing this afternoon?
- I don't know, I'm tired.

Need to work,
So, I'm going to rest.

And there?

Again, much louder.

- Was everything okay?
- Yes, nothing special.

- What are you doing this afternoon?
- I don't know, I'm tired.

Need to work,
So, I'm going to rest.

Won't ask
what am I going to do?

I assume it will continue
working in the attic.

Father to music

Now, they listened.
Excellent.

You realize
that was ridiculous?

I don't need your comments.
He arrives.

It wasn't like that,
they were calm voices.

But see, you wouldn't have heard them
if they spoke calmly.

What do you think?

We can try one last time,
Do I get out of here?

With calm voices
like at the beginning.

We can.

I was wrong.

Cut the music.

This is the tape I played.
I was inside.

I got confused.

It wasn't that
that you told us.

Additionally, Zoe Solidor saw

you leave home
after she left.

And your mother said she spoke
with your father after you leave.

I got confused.

You got confused.

This afternoon was difficult,
it was not?

I'm angry with myself.

I thought I was sure,
and then...

But you didn't lie, did you?

No.

I don't want you to change
your memories.

You have to tell them
exactly as you remember.

It will never hurt me.

Give me your hand.

Trying?

What do we do now?

Do you want a drink?
Whiskey?

Come here.

Sorry.

All I can say is...

that the interrogation
It's not over

and it looks like it will continue
for a while longer.

She's been there for 8 hours.
Is she having difficulties?

Sandra Voyter
is not having any difficulties.

She maintains her innocence

and there will be no confession
because she is not guilty.

You are confident,
but we heard

of new elements
in a recording.

Are they incriminating?

You're not listening
what I tell you.

Sandra Voyter was not indicted,
there is nothing incriminating.

And this so-called video
It's a myth until now,

because no one had access to it.

So you confirm
What is a video?

No, I don't confirm anything.
I said precisely the opposite.

If there's nothing new,
Why this new call?

I don't know what to tell you.
I can not explain.

For us it is incomprehensible.
Thanks.

Thank you for coming...

for the declaration
of the Prosecutor's Office.

So, Sandra Voyter was indicted
this morning at 8:30.

The investigation revealed elements
that justify this decision.

Three elements in particular.

Blood spatter analysis
do Sr. Maleski,

found
at the couple's residence,

indicate
that he may have received

a violent blow to the head

when I was on the porch
from the third floor.

Right away,

the reconstruction carried out
three days ago

brought to light
some inconsistencies.

And finally,

a file found
on a pen drive

belonging to the deceased,

of which the only thing
What can I say for now?

is that it is an audio recording
of the couple,

made the day before
of his death.

As I'm trying to tell you,
She can't come and sign

because at the moment she is
retained by the courts.

Then it will be me, her lawyer,
Vincent Renzi,

that I will take
the documents for her.

No, I can't go at 11am.

Can I be there in 20 minutes?

All good.
Thank you, see you soon.

We have good news.

This afternoon's judge
It's not Da Silva, it's Bolléne.

- I'm going to the bank now.
- What about the mortgage?

It's less than we expected.
They have financial problems.

Unpaid loan, etc.

The bank says it's ok
for 50 thousand...

The bail will be more,
it will be above 50 thousand.

Her son is a witness.

He will testify in court.

Obviously, there is a risk
of her putting pressure on him.

As a consequence,

release on bail
is not an option.

I ask that Ms. Voyter,
while awaiting trial,

remain in provisional detention.

Thanks.
I give you the floor, Mrs. Boudaoud.

Your Honor, as we can imagine
that she will run away,

when she is responsible
for your son?

It makes no sense.

With a child
visually impaired?

And it's all over the media.

Separating them could worsen
a trauma to them.

He had an accident
at four years of age

which damaged his vision.

He is fragile,

both psychologically
as emotionally.

Mrs. Boudaoud, your impressions?

The judge's decision
It's rare enough

to deserve praise.

A judge who refuses
to give in to repressive reflections

is a healthy sign,
especially in this case.

We feel that
release under judicial supervision

highlights the fragility of the case.

Is your client relieved?

This is a very rare decision
on a murder charge

and it feels like a repudiation
to Judge Janvier.

I recently heard intense reactions
in the courtroom hallways.

I quote: "This decision is dangerous,
it's not up to the judge to do that."

“The suspect will meet
with an important witness."

“It’s a real concern
for the continuation of the case.”

Why did not you tell me
about this?

I didn't know
that he had recorded.

Even so!

You had a fight
the day before he died.

That recording

it is not reality.

It's a part of it, perhaps,

if you have
an extreme moment,

an emotional peak
what you focus on,

and of course,
it destroys everything.

It may seem like irrefutable proof,
but in fact, it distorts everything.

It's not reality.

These are our voices,
but that's not who we are...

I do not care
for what is reality, right?

You need to start seeing yourself

the way others
will see you.

Judgment is not
about the truth...

I didn't know
that there would be a trial.

But have.

Now,
what really counts is...

who you have with you.

There is no one with me.

Yes, there is Daniel.

Daniel is important.

And you and Samuel
They didn't have friends, anyone...?

We should never have come here.
I did not want.

I was so happy in London!

It was him, he insisted so much.

Said there wouldn't be
more distractions from work.

What would solve
our financial problems.

I got out of my hole in Germany
and I stuck myself in his hole.

It's bloody absurd, isn't it?

- Hello.
- Hello.

Hi kitty.

This is Mrs. Berger,

appointed by the Minister
of Justice.

Good morning!

Vincent Renzi,
I work with Nour.

She will be here regularly,
with...

with Daniel and with you.

The frequency will be determined.

She is here...

to ensure
May everything go well.

And let no one try to influence
Daniel,

or make him say things
that he doesn't mean

at trial.

The judge said you must
speak French in her presence.

All good.

That's it.

Can I speak to Daniel
em particular?

All good. Let's go?

I call.

Your mother will leave us for a while
to know each other.

My name is Marge.

See you later
frequently.

Do you understand why I'm here?

Do you agree with this?

You can consider me
like a friend.

Or not.
You are not obligated.

What do you think?

Okay, I don't...

I don't need us to be friends.

I'm here to protect
your testimony,

I was sent by law and...

and the law cannot be a friend
someone.

If I were, I couldn't be friends
from someone else, it is not possible.

The law must be equal
for all.

So you're right,
I can't be your friend.

You just have to tell me
if something seems strange,

if things don't go well,

whatnot,

for example, with your mother,

regarding the trial.

I often discuss these things
with my friends.

Right.

Maybe this time
you have no choice.

- ...with chocolate chips
- with chocolate chips...?

- and raspberries.
- and raspberries.

I know it doesn't exist,
but it's what I want.

I know it doesn't exist,
but it's what I want.

The Archduchess's socks...

And arch's socks... What?

- The Archduchess's socks...
- The pee arch's socks?

He was one of the only people
that I met

that when entering a place,

something changed,

the atmosphere changed.

And I suppose that's charm,
it is not?

I fell in love with his charm.

I spent my whole life not understanding
my family and friends.

And then he appeared
and listen

who understood what he was saying,
the signs he sent me.

Not necessarily
we agreed,

but we had...

We had things to say
each other.

I realized this later,
when it was already over.

Don't say it's over.

Just focus on him,

how they met.

When we meet,

he had just found a job
at a university in London.

So we moved there
together.

He was an excellent teacher.

He had a way of doing it
everything seems alive and accessible,

it was wonderful.

But in fact
that wasn't enough,

then...

deep down, what he really wanted
to do was write.

He had been writing a novel
years ago.

I watched him struggle,
it was difficult.

And I came to realize

that his relationship
with time,

with work, it was...

complicated, different from me,
for example.

No, stop comparing yourself
with him.

Just get back into the relationship
yours.

Our relationship
revolved around

of intellectual stimulation,

even if it meant
neglect everything else.

Everything else?

Daniel?

We should mention Daniel
right at the beginning.

The accident.

Right. I did not know
that this was so...

- All good?
- All good.

It's just that I didn't know
that this was so...

like this. All good.

Everything changed after the accident.

Daniel was 4 years old.

That day, Samuel
I should pick him up from school,

but he was writing
of course, then...

called a babysitter at the last minute
and she arrived late.

As they cross the street,

a motorcycle hit Daniel.

His optic nerve was
permanently damaged.

After that,

Samuel became obsessed with it,

he blamed himself all the time.

If he had gone,
If you caught him right away...

He was overwhelmed
by guilt.

Maybe he never escaped
truly this feeling.

We spent that whole year
not hospital

like Daniel

We started to have
financial problems

and Samuel began to take
antidepressants.

We can keep this out,
Vincent?

I would like to protect you
and his image

and spare Daniel.

We'll try.

But it will be like this, I have to...

I have to admit things.

You have to prepare
to tell everything

and the challenge is to do this
in French.

He is well.

ONE YEAR LATER

ONE YEAR LATER

Are you really interested in...

What interests you?

I never see anyone,

You come see me.

I run.

It's one of my things

Makes me feel connected,

What do you know about drugs?

Important matter.

- Better not to write everything down.

Of course.

I said, we should have done this

All good.

I will note your answers.

Confirm that this recording
It's your interview

How to Mrs. Voyter?

I confirm.

She gives the impression
who doesn't want to talk about themselves

however... that's why
that you came.

I didn't come to talk about her,
but her work.

Right. But getting off topic
that you went to treat there,

what she was looking for,
according to you?

We hear.
She asks about me.

She seemed to appreciate it more
talk about me

than her own.

Do you think she encouraged you?
talking about yourself?

Inciting...

No, I wouldn't say that.

She didn't manipulate me,
I was just relaxed.

It felt natural.
She seemed to enjoy the conversation.

You said "relaxed".

You can hear that she served you
wine at 1:45 pm.

She was drinking
before you arrive?

I think so.

Altogether it is possible to say
that she did everything

to make you feel at ease,

more than would be expected
from a writer

which he went to interrogate
about your work?

No, I wouldn't say that.
Eu...

Instead, I had the impression
that Sandra... Mrs. Voyter,

I needed to escape, to de-stress.

- Escape?
- AND.

Did you know that Sandra, as he calls her,
Are you bisexual?

No.

Did you realize at that time?

No.

Listening to the conversation now,
in retrospect,

there would be a game
of seduction on her part?

I felt it, and she herself told me,

that she didn't have
lots of social life

not many opportunities
to talk to new people.

I suppose you could call that
in a way of seduction, yes.

If you want to call it that.

The court needs to know
if you would call it that.

The word seduction
has several meanings.

But the word "seduction"
always implies something...

seduction.

The witness's response
is clear enough

as to what she means
with "seduction".

Mrs. Voyter was expressing
her interest in you.

She wanted to do the interview
in Grenoble. Didn't she notice...?

She answered the question.

Not very clearly.
Answer, Ms. Solidor.

Could you call me "ma'am"?

I don't like being reduced
a um marital status

Clear. It wasn't this
my intention.

I didn't feel seduced
that moment.

Then he asked himself
posteriorly?

I found it atypical, nothing more.

How did you interpret the song
that Samuel Maleski played?

I felt tension
around the noise.

Samuel Maleski
imposing his presence

without showing off.

And Sandra's reaction...

What was her reaction?

She was a little irritated.

And when the song started again
shortly thereafter?

He played it over and over again.

Obviously...

is the conclusion
that is required.

But how did it make her feel
that moment?

It was part of what it was
strange.

I felt my presence
It was less...

A little less relaxed.

So clearly
felt tension.

- Do you play with words?
- No, just clarifying.

Did you feel tension?

I felt it.

He felt that Mr. Maleski,
through that song,

I wanted to disturb,
or interrupt this interview?

It was my first thought,
sim.

But it is very difficult to interpret

the desires
of someone you can't see.

Just let me say
that I get paid for this.

Sandra Voyter

you sought complicity

to divert the topic
of the interview.

Do you agree with this?

The question is too much
inductor.

There was no seduction.

My question concerns
to complicity.

It looks like on the recording
what do you propose

an approach,
laughing, drinking wine.

You were looking to relax
of a difficult daily life

creating a pleasant connection
with this young lady?

Mrs. Voyter did not take
the initiative of the meeting.

Please respond, Ms. Voyter.

Yes, I found it surprising.

I didn't meet anyone,
long time.

And yes, I needed it
of a drink.

And this person was smart
and pleasant, nothing more.

Do you agree that the interview
would hardly be enough

to be the basis of a thesis?

It is her right to give
a laugh with a student

whose questions
they didn't excite her.

Agree that music
that Mr. Maleski played

so violently

indicated that he was
jealous of you,

or from Miss... Mrs. Solidor?
Sorry.

The song was a version
de "P.I.M.P.", do 50 Cent,

a song that can be classified
Like really misogynistic.

It was an instrumental version.

Answer please.

Could the chosen song
could testify

Your husband's jealousy?

Yes of course.

He listened to this song
frequently,

it was not intentional,
I think.

He loved listening to music loudly,
It calmed him down, and...

He had installed
on purpose...

- How do you say speaker?
- Sound box.

a powerful speaker...
sorry.

He worked a lot,
it was noisy...

Ms. Solidor declared therefore
You have finished the interview.

- Is not true?
- No, she never declared that.

If the defense continues
reacting to each question,

I will be very angry.

Mrs. Voyter,
answer the question.

The music was just
very tall

and when he started again,
at first,

I understood that this
wouldn't stop.

And... that made it
It's a complicated conversation, isn't it?

And then... I... I...

I preferred to stop.

Plus, I was tired.

And I felt a little...

dizzy from wine.

But after leaving
of your guest,

I didn't want to know why
Did he play the music so loud?

Like I said, it was usual.

No no.

You receive someone
young and attractive,

serves wine, while he
worked upstairs,

It wasn't usual, you said,
not neutral

because he knew your taste
by women

- and had recently betrayed him.
- It does not matter.

And it's sexist.

I would have said the same thing
if he were an attractive man.

Sorry, but it's the conflicts
of this couple matter.

But there's something a little strange
in this situation.

you said
who went up to his room

to work and sleep.

Just below the attic
with the deafening music.

Music that made, just before,
your interview is impossible.

In a huge house,
Did you choose that place?

Yes, that's where I work.
I always work in bed.

AND...

When Samuel went to speak
with you, didn't you complain?

Deafening music
It's hardly normal.

I am used to it,
does not bother me.

I wanted to work,
it had ear plugs.

It was normal.

I can work
in any situation.

You said you were tired,
a little tipsy from the wine.

Then the interview ended
and wanted to work?

I wanted. And I worked.
Not for long.

I had to deliver a translation.

I wanted to finish it
before resting.

As I already said,

I can work
in any environment,

- in any condition.
- Apparently,

you can also rest
in any place or state.

It was okay,
in the best of all worlds.

I finished.

No more questions.

Daniel, that wasn't it

Zoe Solidor saw you leave

And your mother said she spoke

I got confused.

You got confused.

In fact, there is a problem, Daniel.

Do not you think?

You couldn't be
in two places at the same time.

I think I got in again.

What bothers me
It's how safe you were

before reconstitution.

You said in your statement:

"Each part of the duct tape
It's different.”

"When I touch them
It's impossible for me to be mistaken."

E: "I was just below
from the open window."

"I heard it and I know what I heard."

Then, in the reconstruction,
said something totally different.

How do you explain this?

I thought I remembered
from where I was, but...

Maybe the shock of what happened
then confused me.

A psychiatrist who treated Daniel
confirmed

that the emotional shock
may have changed

some memories.

It is clear.

Remember now why
did you come back in?

I think I must have forgotten
my...

my gloves or cell phone.

But not sure?

I don't remember exactly.

Then it passed from absolute certainty
to uncertainty

as for memories
that day.

It's about embarrassing, isn't it?

Focus on a detail
from his memory

to tell us what?

What is doubtful
of all his memory?

What do you want us to believe?

That the shock also transformed
screams in calm voices?

You insinuate that he lied
to protect the mother.

No.

I'm just pointing out
the witness's uncertainties.

But yes, that takes us
to ask ourselves.

Daniel Maleski diz
that as soon as

parents started to fight,
he left.

So that day
apparently by chance

he left just when everything
I was ready for a fight.

Therefore, he heard nothing.

I didn't leave by chance.
I left because of the music.

He didn't say he didn't hear,

In fact, it is very accurate
about what you heard.

And he never hesitated about it.

The specialist psychiatrist
visually impaired

observed that Daniel has
excellent auditory memory.

Mrs. Clerk, could you,
please display now

the evidence provided
by Mr. Balard?

We're listening to you, sir.

The decisive evidence here
are the 3 splashes of blood

in the shed,

as indicated in the drawing,
here.

We can zoom in
in the shed?

The shape is typical of sprays
projected from above.

They are long and narrow.

The longest measures 4 cm,
which is pretty big.

So, according to our tests,

these sprays could only
be there

if Mr. Maleski had been
hit in the head

on the 3rd floor balcony.

He would have to be leaning over
over the balcony balustrade,

with your head out
when the blow was given

for the spray to end up there.

There is no other explanation.

And it was the violence of the coup
What made Mr. Maleski fall?

The most probable,

would be the combination
of a violent blow

and a deliberate push.

I would say that the attacker was
in a state of extreme fury

to cause a fall
after such a violent blow?

A state of fury, I would say.

It's hard to imagine anything else.

In these states, physical strength
can multiply.

The balustrade
It is 1.20 meters high.

Like this.

Mr. Maleski was 1.82 meters
Tall

and weighed about 85 kilos.

So push it
over the balustrade

would require the push
which he spoke of

was very deliberate,
no?

It is the set of the act
which was very deliberate.

A blow like that
it is always intentional.

What I mean
very deliberately...

well coordinated, methodical.

Based on his weight,
we can brag

that it would be necessary to raise
as pernas do Sr. Maleski

to make it fall,
which hardly suggests fury.

Fury does not exclude will.

And it is likely that Mr. Maleski

was already
unbalanced in the void.

He may have fallen

both with the violence of the coup
and due to the unstable position.

Like I said,
We have material evidence...

Except the 3 drops of blood,

everything else explains
The drops are speculation, right?

I agree, but the only explanation
That's what I gave.

You didn't explain,
he merely issued a hypothesis.

In fact, two hypotheses,

with and without
an intentional push.

According to these hypotheses,

what type of object was used
as a weapon?

A heavy object,
probably metal

or solid wood,

no doubt,
with a corner or cutting edge.

You have examined one or more objects
So, found on site?

The weapon was not found,
but it can exist.

It's easy to hide.

Thanks,
no more questions.

There are two possible explanations
for the 3 sprays.

Or did they come from here,
after a violent blow,

or resulted when the skull
hit this edge of the roof,

approximately here.

The first hypothesis
is unlikely.

It is inconsistent with the form
and the movement of spray.

If we focus on the second hypothesis,

we must take into account
a ricochet

caused by impact
at the edge of the roof.

I'll show you a video
of our tests in place.

Here it is. Look.
As you can see,

in our reconstruction
with a doll,

such an impact causes the body
turn abruptly.

And during this roll,
or spin,

a fraction of a second
after impact,

these 3 sprays are designed

on this surface.

The thesis that is imposed

is that Mr. Maleski
fell from the attic window.

It's the only way,
according to me,

to explain the ricochet
over the roof

and such a wound
in the head.

You said cautiously
“according to me”,

So it's just your opinion.

How does the lack of DNA explain
or fabric

at the point of impact,
or "ricochet", as you say?

Exactly.
I'll show you the images.

We carry out a test

under similar conditions.

At the time of the incident,
there was a layer of ice

under a thick layer
of snow.

We can watch the snow warm
then melt.

And it turns out,

after one hour and 50 minutes,
that the flow

takes with it the waste that we
we embedded it at the point of impact.

Mixed with the blood
already present

down here.

You say the hypothesis
of violent coup is unlikely.

Would you say it is impossible?

No, but highly unlikely.

If it's not impossible,
it's possible.

How is it possible that one day
I am president of the republic.

I know the definition, thank you.

It's unlikely for a reason.

In your hypothesis, in order to explain
the projection angle

of these 3 sprays,

we need to imagine
that Mr. Maleski's head

was hanging right out,
about 80 cm beyond the balustrade.

To mean
that the attacker had to force him

to lean from coasts
over the void,

pushing him
against the balustrade,

with the entire torso thrown
back.

The attacker would have to be
strongly leaning forward

while holding
a heavy object

and violently hit the victim
making a strong push.

All these elements,

together with body mass
of the accused,

make this hypothesis
highly unlikely.

But not impossible.

Listen, Daniel,
I received you because...

I know you have a strong interest
in this case.

Until now, I have allowed you
witnessed the trial.

But tomorrow will be

much more complicated.

We will address issues
much more disturbing for you,

so I decided
that you won't.

I think I can hear
anything.

Countryside?

I think I can hear
anything.

- Trying?
- I'm ready.

Can hear, but can handle
therefore?

We have a job to do.

We need to be able
to work calmly.

I never disturbed the trial.

No, but disturbing...

Disturbing is not the point.

We need to be able to evoke
the facts crudely.

We need power
address everything,

without fear of hurting you.

I've already been hurt.

And that's why I need...

listen, so I can
overcome this.

The purpose of the trial
It's not like you hear it.

It is about establishing
the truth,

without being forced
to self-censor ourselves.

Sorry, but who
are you self-censoring?

Even if you forbid me
to go,

I will find the information,
I will know what happened

on TV, radio,
through the Internet.

I will be obsessed.

Mrs. Voyter, you claim

that her husband attempted suicide
6 months before he died.

He remembered this much later
which is surprising in this case.

Can you describe in detail
the episode?

I can.

It happened a few weeks ago
after he stops the medication.

I found him lying on the floor,

early in the morning,
in his bedroom.

He had...

had drunk a lot

the night before,
and had fainted.

He had vomited
and I saw aspirin in the vomit.

The pills
were almost dissolved.

At first I didn't understand
what were.

But later, I found...

empty pill packs
in the kitchen trash.

I cleaned everything
and put him to bed.

Later,

when he felt better,
He didn't want to talk.

I just said I had stopped
his treatment too soon.

Did you have separate rooms?

It was his office
and he usually slept there.

I understand. What made you come in?
in his room so early?

I wake up quite early.
Him too, sometimes.

We spent this time together,
talking.

At 6am?

Yes, if I saw the light on.

We didn't sleep anymore
in the same bed,

but we were very close.

I often...

ended the night with him,
on the office bed.

I had gone down
to make coffee

and I saw that the door was
ajar and...

I saw him lying on the floor.

No one else witnessed this?

No.

Very good, thank you,
you can sit down.

Mr. Promoter...

- Did you know that?
- No.

Which antidepressant
Did you prescribe?

Escitalopram, 20mg per day.

- Did he decide to stop?
- Yes.

About 7 months before he died,
he wanted to free himself.

I recommended a release plan
gradual with weekly assessments.

Was he suicidal?

No, Samuel was not depressed.

I prescribed Escitalopram
as an emotional shield

to help you deal
with his son's accident.

The sudden withdrawal
for a low dose

can provoke
a suicide attempt?

Everything is possible in theory,

but why would he have
asked me for help to free yourself,

and then stop without telling me?
Does not make sense.

And don't even talk about it
in our weekly sessions?

Have you ever had a patient
who committed suicide,

or attempted suicide?

In French, "commit suicide"

It means trying and succeeding.
It's the action.

Thanks
for semantic precision.

No patient of mine
committed suicide.

Tirando o Sr. Maleski,

since we are here
to deliberate his case.

Anyway,

we cannot consider it
a suicide expert,

failed or successful.

You stated that your husband
refused to speak

attempted suicide with you
or someone else, apparently.

Why, do you think?

Because he was ashamed.

He had a lot...

It is complicated.
Can I change the language, please?

Thanks.

I think because
he was ashamed.

Samuel had many
problems with shyness.

It is complicated.

He...

He was frustrated as a teacher,
it has become a burden,

and he wanted to write.

He was working
in a romance for years,

before and after
of Daniel's accident.

I read everything he wrote.
I thought it was really good and I told him.

But from one day to the next,
he just...

I couldn't write anymore
and stopped. AND...

It made him feel
like a coward.

He belittled himself. AND...

He ended up convincing himself
that I couldn't write

because of dependence
of the medication.

He wanted to free himself from this

and he couldn't,
of course...

Sorry, I'm not finished yet.

He couldn't speak
about the suicide attempt

because the feeling of failure
it was very painful for him.

He never talked about it.

- Not once.
- No.

He blamed you for addicting him
on medication from the beginning.

It drove him crazy.

He and I decided together.

It's trying to get out of the equation,
but it is the center of it all.

I started taking care of Samuel
because he felt very guilty,

but mainly
because you blamed him so much.

He described his behavior

as quite emasculating.

You made him pay

for the responsibility
of the accident,

forcing him to sacrifice
what mattered most to him:

to write.

You played it
on an emotional rollercoaster.

On the one hand, it's true,

you encouraged him to write,
I wanted him to succeed.

But if he had succeeded,
it would have been unbearable for you.

That is the problem. It may have been
unconscious on your part.

And all the difficulties
material and psychological

resulting from the accident,
he was the one carrying it.

It's as if you told him:
“That’s your problem.

The responsibility is yours.
Turn around.

I want to free myself from this,
to continue writing.”

What called
of material bales

were treated
so much for Mrs. Voyter

as well as her husband.

We have all the extracts
their bankers,

medical expenses,
of schooling...

I'm not just talking about the money,
I'm talking about the emotional burden,

of responsibilities,
of meaning of life,

I speak of anguish.

In this sense, Samuel felt
an unbearable imbalance.

So what do your patients
what they tell you is the truth?

As a psychoanalyst,

you never asked yourself
se Samuel Maleski

needed to imagine, invent
this unbearable imbalance

to stop yourself
of writing?

With time,
we ended up doing

the difference between
what is real and what is not.

Lucky you.

Sorry to interrupt. But...

I don't know, you come here,

maybe with your opinion,
and tell me...

who was Samuel
and what we were going through.

But what you say is just...
only

a little part
of the entire situation. He understands?

I mean, sometimes,

a couple...

It's a kind of chaos

and they're both lost, aren't they?

Sometimes we fight together,
sometimes we fight alone,

and sometimes we fight
one against the other, it happens.

And I think it's possible
that Samuel

I needed to see things this way
that you describe them, but...

If a therapist
was accompanying me,

he could be here too

and say horrible things
about Samuel.

But would these things be true?

Mrs. Voyter...

resented her husband
after your son's accident?

We were both dealing

with very different emotions
that moment.

Yes or no?

Yes, for a few days.

- Daniel was under his care.
- Just a few days?

Your child practically
lost his vision

and you just felt resentful
with him for a few days?

Yes, because of his responsibility
in the accident. Yes.

It is clear.

The doctor said earlier
something about a tragic situation.

I immediately refused
to see it this way.

I never saw Daniel
as deficient, you know?

I wanted to protect you
of this perception.

Because as soon as you expose
a child like that,

you condemn her

not to see life
as if it were his,

and he should feel
which is the best life

because it's the only life he has,
and it's his.

He...

He reads books,

he has social media
like any other child,

he plays piano,

he dreams, cries, laughs.

He is a very happy boy.

He is fine.

So maybe I...

I resented Samuel

for projecting his pain
no Daniel, yes.

Thanks.

I want to drink
the whole night.

And me too.

I will drink.

- To forget.
- Now you go.

You are the only lawyer...

Okay, one more time.

No, seriously, you're the only one
lawyer I know.

It's a great reason to put
your life in someone else's hands?

- And that?
- No, but you're good too.

Right? You are good.

- I don't know.
- What it is.

You look like a dog.

How it is?

No, a beautiful dog.

How do you say?
A basset.

A basset?

Funny to say that.
I can't trust someone

if I can't imagine
the head of an animal on it.

Same? So what am I?

I'm still not sure.

- How not?
- I don't know.

After all this time,

Don't you know yet?

Right.

- Vincent.
- Sandra.

Do you remember me
when we meet?

Yes, I remember, of course.

I do not remember.
How I was?

You were a little lost,

as far as I remember.

Alone.

AND...

ambitious

And I was
madly in love.

I can't remember anything.

Right.

But I'm innocent.
You know that, right?

Yes.

It's true, I am.

I don't know
what are you thinking.

I think about many things
that I won't tell you.

- Otherwise, you would fire me.
- No, Vincent.

In your head,
You are thinking...

Sometimes when you
look at me, like now,

I can feel
who is judging me.

I don't know what you think.

Sandra, I believe in you.

I'm not judging you.

My love,

I just want you to know that...

It is not me...

I'm not that monster,
he knows?

Everything you hear
at the trial,

it is...

It's distorted, you know?

And... it wasn't like that at all.

Your father...

Your father was my soulmate.

We choose each other
and I loved him.

But how to prove this
to you?

I just wish you were
protected from all this,

what could I do...

that I could do
children's things,

that could be a child
Just a little more.

Everyone stand!

You can sit down.

We'll start calling
the Chief Investigator to the stand.

He insists, it's important.

You can sit down.

Well done, Chief Investigator
has certainly arrived,

so let's start with it.

Clerk,
please display Exhibit 31.

And Mr. Bailiff,
prepare to distribute

the transcription of the recording
to the jurors.

That.

Clerk?

What can I do?

You need to reorganize yourself.

- I'm not cancelling.

You know we need

I won't leave Daniel alone

Leave him with Monica,

Three days a week?

We have no conditions.

I need time.

Not just a few hours.

And yes, take time for me
throughout the year.

For me it doesn't work like that anymore.

Organize your time appropriately
different, it depends on you.

When was the last time
Who helped you with your homework?

There are so many things
that you don't care,

but it's at that time
what I'm referring to.

Baby, the book just came out.
You know well it's just this once.

It's always "just this once."

Whether you launched
a book or are writing,

or do you need space
to think about what to write.

I've been following your lead for years!

I can't do anything
with my time.

He understands?

It's not my time, it's yours!

Do I force you to be a teacher?

I force you to teach at home
for Daniel?

Nobody forces you to do anything.

If you want more time for yourself,
I never stopped it.

Damn, are you serious?

I cut my workload
in half to have more time

and it's still not enough.

I have to finish the renovation

and I still have to take care
from everything else!

Why do you refuse
talking about it?

Why don't you admit that this is
How do we divide things?

Because you are wrong.

I don't owe you any time.
I do my part.

Let's not take stock of life,
please.

Let's Chill.

I love you.

When you decided
teach Daniel at home,

I told you to be careful.

It's a beautiful and generous choice.
I am gratefull for that,

but you didn't have to.
I said it would force you...

What?
Spending more time with my child?

I'm happy with this choice.

Or I wouldn't have the relationship
that I have with him today.

The relationship I don't have with him,
to mean?

- I did not say that.
- No.

I'm saying maybe,

who knows things will be
a little unbalanced between us.

And I want you to look at this.
Why is it so difficult to discuss?

I don't believe in the notion
of reciprocity between couples.

It's naive and frankly,
depressing.

That's right.

And I think discussing this
It's a waste of time,

considering your mood,
sincerely.

All this blah-blah-blah
and time passes.

All this time
of small talk

could be spent in silence
doing whatever you wanted,

If you knew what you wanted.

I want time to write.
The same as you.

Write.

Writers don't stop
because they have children,

a house
and market purchases.

Stop complaining
your lack of time

and stop blaming me
for what he did or didn't do.

I live with you.
I plan my life with you.

If I imposed on you
what you impose on me,

none of us
could write.

Don't worry,
I always find a way to write.

Excellent.

Perfect. If you guarantee yourself so much,
adapt, that's all I ask.

I adapt.
I take Daniel to school.

- Once a week.
- We have Monica on Tuesdays.

Sandra, don't be dishonest.

- You are very detailed.
- I gave too much away.

Too much time,
too many concessions.

I want that time back.

And you owe me.
Be fair!

Sorry but no.
You are crazy?

I don't owe you anything.

Serious.

The question is
your relationship with your child.

And self-protection and comfort,

because you fear
put yourself in that position.

It was your choice to come here
and initiate this reform.

It's your own trap!

- Okay, so...
- It's your own trap. No.

I don't steal your time,
you who waste yours!

I want things to change now.
I want time to write again.

Excellent. Go ahead.

If you want my advice,
take back the one you threw away.

Is that your advice?

Resume the book
that you stole?

Now it's been stolen.

We talked.
Did you give up.

You caught
the best idea in the book.

As I
simply resume?

You realize
How are you being cynical?

Post your own version.
Tell me you inspired me.

I admit.

If something must be written,
Someone has to write.

You have animal vision.
Pretends to be pleased, but...

Look at you.
Even your false moralism...

What it does is false moralism.

Yes. It's another way
of you wasting more time.

You should feel flattered
for inspiring me.

This is life,
things move around, you know?

- AND.
- AND?

And frankly, I wanted
that he would be inspired by stealing from me.

You are not alone in your jungle.
I live in it, but you impose everything.

You impose your rhythm,
your use of time, even your language.

Even when it comes to language,
I graze on your lawn.

We speak English at home.

It's not my lawn.
I don't speak my native language.

not mine
even though I live here.

It's neutral territory,
in truth.

Because I'm not French
and you are not German.

So we created neutral territory
so as not to go on someone else's lawn.

English is a meeting point.
Don't blame me for this.

But we live in France.

This is our reality.

Daniel hears a language
that has nothing to do with his life,

because it was your imposition,
like everything else.

We're on your lawn,
all the time.

In your country!

Every day I have to accept
that we live in your hometown.

The people you grew up with
they belittle me

when I don't try
to smile at them.

Don't you think living here
Is it like being on your lawn?

- You never smile at anyone.
- AND.

That's why
that you love me, don't you?

If you wanted a dumb bitch
who gives a hard time to his friends,

I would have chosen someone else.

You really aren't ashamed.

It's a superpower that allows
that you only see yourself.

I see you very well.
Just not as a victim.

You impose your way
to live, speak,

eating and even having sex.

I never managed to get her to have sex
another way.

You want me to follow your command.
It's your notion of a couple.

I do not do this.

I don't have a clue.
I don't give a shit about couples!

So you're saying
that I stop you

to have sex
the way you want.

- Serious?
- Yes.

Be sincere. Who refuses
having sex since the accident?

You know what I mean
before that.

What I have already refused
to do in sex?

All.

All. I still have to accept
that you have sex with other people.

I don't have sex
with no one else.

- Don't deny it.
- Just once!

And you hold on to it
to suffer!

- You cheated. Several times.
- You play the victim!

I'm not a victim.

I'm a man who was betrayed.

Robbed and betrayed.

I can live without sex,
but not forever.

So it's my fault?
Am I frustrating you?

The question is not who,
who who...

who is blaming
or frustrating the other.

The frustration is there
and we are dealing with it.

I personally,
I refuse to rot inside.

So, I look for solutions.

At this point, sex was just
a matter of personal hygiene!

Yes, but you impose
your solutions

that serve only you.

Don't care if it hurts
me or Daniel.

Leave Daniel out of this.
This has nothing to do with him.

I don't impose anything on him.

You made us live here,
next to the goats.

You complain about life
that you chose yourself!

You are not a victim.

Not at all!

Your generosity
hides rot and evil.

Unable to face your ambitions
and he has a grudge against me for that.

But I didn't put it here
where are you.

I do not have anything
to do with this!

You're not sacrificing yourself,
how do you say.

You choose behind the scenes
why are you scared!

Because your pride
makes your head explode

before getting
not even form an idea.

Now you wake up at 40
needing someone to blame.

Blame yourself!

He is petrified
by its own standards

and the fear of failure.

That's the truth.

You are smart.
You know I'm right.

And Daniel doesn't have

nothing to do with it!

It seems!

You are a monster.

Even Daniel says this,

Take back what you said,

He told me several times

He is saying

He feels your guilt

Don't you understand?

Never left

You are cold.

Thing you have too much

I can't take your ice anymore

- You are violent!

Then...

Can you tell us
where did you find this recording?

Num pen drive
belonging to the victim.

There are several dozen recordings
coming from his cell phone.

After six months, he got used to
recording moments of your life.

Maybe for a literary project.

He transcribed
all recordings?

Yes, except this last fight.

Your investigation connects
this last fight with his death?

Yes. It was 20 hours apart
and there are common topics.

At night he criticizes
her infidelity.

A beautiful girl
arrives the next day...

Then a student
about literature

to interview Sandra Voyter
about her book.

There must have been tension in the air.

The pleasant atmosphere
between the two women

while he worked hard
do not walk on top.

This fight can be considered
like something repeated the next day.

Can you tell us what you hear?
in this explosion of violence?

We heard knocks.

A physical fight and the blows given
by the accused on her husband.

What allows you to reach
to this conclusion?

Visibly she is
angrier than him.

Speak to the court, please.

- Forgiveness?
- Speak to the court.

Visibly she is
angrier than him.

The last words, phrases,
she screams

at the end of the audio
are the last step

before the aggression
become physical.

The confusion that comes next
is difficult to analyze,

but we heard knocks
given on a body or face,

and the muffled screams we heard
are from Mr. Maleski.

You mentioned injuries
in Sandra Voyter,

show picture 9,
please.

This photo was taken
on the day of her husband's death.

How did she justify it?

Initially, she told us
which bumped into the kitchen counter.

We emphasize that the injury
gave a pulse at times

and it seemed very
with a sign of struggle.

Then, after listening to the recording,
she changed the version.

She said it was
no moment

in which he fought for an instant
with the husband.

So you recognize that you lied?

Yes.

Because I feared that,
If you mentioned the fight...

I knew it would be suspicious
and I was scared.

And you didn't know
that he had recorded the discussion.

So he lied twice.

Regarding injuries and hiding
the fight from the night before.

In my view,
it was just a lie.

Being honest about the injuries,
I would have mentioned the fight.

And I didn't want
be seen as guilty.

No guilty person wants to.

We can define
the time of the injuries?

The doctor examined her
the next day after death.

It was too late
to determine when they occurred.

So it is possible
that the injuries were caused

for a second fight
the day Mr. Maleski died.

What exactly did we hear
at the end of this discussion?

The first noise
of broken glass

it's me throwing a cup
against the wall.

A glass of wine
that was on the table.

After that,
I slapped my husband.

That's when he grabbed my wrist,
violently.

It's the fight we can hear.

Then I tried to stop him
of throwing picture frames on the floor,

but I couldn't, so
we heard the shrapnel.

In addition to the slap,
Did you throw punches at him?

No.

What We Hear Next

It's Samuel hitting himself in the face
and head several times,

and then punching the wall.

It's still possible
see the dent.

There are some
scattered throughout the house.

It wasn't the first time
that he did that.

Years ago,
he broke a finger

punching the wall
during a crisis.

We have photos
those dents in the walls.

Thanks. There...

And the X-ray photo
of his fractured finger,

taken in June 2017
not Grenoble hospital.

It's fair to say

that your analysis of violence
at the end of the fight

It's an interpretation
and not an objective conclusion?

She lied several times
during the investigation...

It is about accreditation
or not believe.

It's a subjective opinion,
based on an ambiguous document.

Let's go back to the connection you make
between this fight and the day of death,

calling it a "dress rehearsal".

Do you have any direct proof?

The recording is direct proof
of a violent fight.

I'm talking about the day of death.

Without witnesses or confession,
it remains to interpret what we have.

This violent argument
It's ghostly, in fact,

because it only exists in fantasy.

You propagate the idea,
the prosecutor does the same,

somewhere, above, or...
distorting the facts,

making the idea ubiquitous
in this court, but...

The danger is to become
this fantasy a reality,

simply
because there was a fight

the night before
death of Sr. Maleski.

Cannot be replaced the next day
for the previous day.

We cannot replace
the gaps with assumptions

simply because we heard
sounds coming from one and not the other.

Mrs. Voyter, did you know about the recording?
before finding out here at the trial?

No, but I knew he recorded it
moments of our life.

He didn't warn you
recordings?

What exactly were they?
these recordings?

Initially,
he used to warn.

After a while,
started doing it in secret.

He recorded conversations,

Daniel's piano lessons

and sometimes himself,
talking alone.

I think he wanted to gather material
to help you get back to writing.

Now, analyzing it carefully,
seems possible

that maybe he provoked
this fight

just to record it.

Wait, are you implying

that you are the victim
of a disturbed man?

Serious?

He records it in secret.
It's a valid question.

You forget the perversity
of the situation.

Now the victim
is being judged!

No, but my client
you're right.

Can you explain what he
What do you mean by "treason"

and how did he find out?

He searches my cell phone
and discovered messages

of a woman I knew
earlier that year.

What do you mean
with "met"?

It was sexual, we slept together
twice.

- Twice?
- Yes.

In the recording you said
just one time.

I meant just one person.

hope

Samuel mentions several cases
in the past.

It seems like you cheated
constantly.

This is not true.

I had some flirtations
the year of Daniel's accident.

It wasn't cheating
because Samuel knew.

Did he find out each time?

No, I told him.

It was a complicated year.

Want us to believe
What did he agree with?

I'm not saying that,
but I was honest about it.

Interesting view
of "honesty".

But the year he died,
You stopped being honest.

Why?

Things were different.

I felt like it would hurt him so much
At that time.

Because you had feelings
for that woman?

No, I felt like I would hurt him
because he was fragile and...

like I said,
with her it was just sexual.

The person I had
feelings was Samuel.

Interesting view
about "feelings".

I'm trying to understand.

At first you agreed
with an open relationship,

but then, no more.
And that?

I don't even know
What does that mean, sorry.

No, we never had
this type of agreement or anything like that.

After the accident, we were both
trying to feel better.

I needed to be close to him

and I was honest about it.

But then she stopped being honest,
he found out and charged for it.

In the recording,
he doesn't look "fragile".

- Do you admit that he was jealous?
- Admit.

Right.
And that made you obsessed?

No. I don't know.

He was hurt, it's true,
It is...

Sometimes when we fought,
he talked about it,

but he didn't think about it
all the time.

According to your logic,

all of Samuel's problems
they were my fault.

This is not true. His pain
it came from a deeper place.

According to his logic,
It's your fault, as we heard.

What is he referring to when he says

of the theft of his work?

No, there was no robbery.

In the book he abandoned,
there was an interesting section.

An excerpt?
How many pages?

About 20.

27.

It was just a preliminary sketch.
I thought the idea was brilliant.

Can you summarize it?

It is necessary to start
a literary debate?

This is not literary,
It's concrete.

It is the soul of the conflict between them.

I don't know how to present this
to jurors otherwise.

Me neither. Proceed.

It was about a man imagining
what life itself would have been like

without the accident that killed
his brother.

One day he wakes up and finds himself
in two different realities.

In one, the accident is the center
of his life.

In the other, the accident
never happened.

I told Samuel
who loved it.

At the time, he made me read
everything he wrote.

Soon after, he abandoned
the entire book.

I asked him if I could use
the idea and he said yes.

No.

He couldn't have agreed,
He says it was robbery.

It's a discussion!

People exaggerate and alter facts
when they argue.

It is no exaggeration to say that
his book

became his, "Eclipse".

No?

All I got was this idea.

My characters
are a woman and her daughter

and developed the story
in more than 300 pages.

I must explain the difference
between a sketch and a novel?

He agreed to this.

And when he read it,
I said I did something very different.

Sometimes yes,
when we discussed

the subject came up,
why...

he was upset
because I couldn't write.

The only thing we know
what is certain is that it “surfaced”.

You two argued again

come in tonight
and the moment of his death?

Because there was a lot of tension
between you.

We were...

both quite shaken.

We avoided each other,
and Samuel was...

I don't know, something was over.

He was exhausted,
his energy was gone.

In the audio, I hear Samuel Maleski
arguing energetically.

I hear a determined man

to regain control
of life itself.

In no way the man
who had decided to give up.

Yesterday your psychiatrist said

that he was combative
in the last sessions.

Someone kills themselves after fighting
for time and self-esteem?

Someone kills themselves after pleading
so fiercely and energetically

for balance and justice in the couple?
No.

This is the biggest inconsistency
in the theory of suicide.

You say he looked
"exhausted".

That his energy was gone.

Can I read an excerpt
from a recent book

from Mrs. Voyter, "A Casa Negra"?

We judge facts, not books.

Excellence,
this is a dangerous situation.

In 2017, Sandra Voyter stated,
and I quote,

"All my books are linked
my life

and those who are in it."

Protest! She always said
that her works are fiction.

The first book is about death
from her mother!

The second, about a feud
with the father.

The third, about the accident
of the son, etc.

Her books are part
of this trial.

Her life is in them,
especially the couple.

Continue, but keep it brief.

This is a wife
talking about her husband.

“He had stopped complaining.
He had given up.

"She watched him
and his resignation revolted her.

“An idea then sprouted,
as a beginning of liberation.

"The possibility
of his disappearance."

Where is the context.

Further up,
"How to kill?

“What to do with the corpse?
His weight?

"She looked at him
and that's all I thought about.

"She saw him dead, his body
an already unwanted pile.

"That body she loved

now it was an obstacle,
should disappear."

I'll give the context,
something you didn't do.

This passage is delirium

of a minor character,
going crazy,

which is nothing more than delirium
the execution.

A romance is not life!
An author is not his characters.

But an author can express himself
through the characters.

You marked this section.

How not to associate this...

Stephen King happens to be
a serial killer?

His wife turned up dead
under suspicious circumstances?

Stick to the facts!

Dr. Renzi, I strongly advise
let it calm down.

Prosecutor, I advise you to follow
Dr. Renzi's first advice.

Stick to the facts.

Apart from this slap

that you admitted,
Have you ever attacked your husband?

- No.
- No?

- Never?
- No.

- Was it the only time?
- He was.

You were always there at all times
this good, admirable soul,

altruistic, sensible,

who tries to stop the other
do yourself harm,

except in this recording?
Not a chance!

Any more questions
for the witness?

I have one or two more,
if possible.

I would like to know if Maleski
sent the transcripts to someone.

Yes, I sent it to an editor friend,
Paul Natchez,

scheduled to publish
his first novel.

Email dated August 9, 2017:

“I started writing again.
I want your precious opinion.

It's preliminary,
looking forward to talking."

To Nachez's response:
“Of course. Send it, I'll read it quickly."

Until his death, Maleski
sent 4 texts per week.

What was the communication like?
between them?

The editor never responded.

Apparently it was busy
did not invest in the project.

We can imagine
that this friend's silence

what did it represent
for a man seeking self-esteem.

He felt humiliated.

When we read all the texts
that he sent,

It's hard to pinpoint a plot.

It is, at most, a project.

Maleski era
a "man of projects".

The first novel
he abandoned, "The Cottage"...

Since we were asked to mix
justice and literature,

to imagine what we don't know,

let's imagine what it is
o último ano de Samuel Maleski.

And am I flirting with fantasy?

Give me half the time
that you spent reading a book!

Go straight to the point.

How was last year?
de Samuel Maleski?

After several years in London,

where they got into debt
with exorbitant health costs,

he insists on returning
to his hometown.

He finds a cottage to renovate
and rent to pay debts.

He stops teaching and starts
writing full time.

The reform is proving complicated.

They have to take
a loan.

From there
it's a vicious circle.

Samuel needs the salary
of teacher.

The reform drags on.

A year and a half later
of change,

he feels cornered.

He's an injured man.

Son's accident,
the abandoned book,

and woman publishing
one book after another.

He has to write!

He stops antidepressants
and starts recording his life,

embarking on a species
autofiction,

perhaps inspired by the method
from Sandra.

And why not?

She borrows
of their lives.

She borrowed
his idea.

Save this
for your closing argument.

It's a flight forward,
but refuses to realize

that the transcription is not written.

The silence of the editor friend
humiliates him.

What we heard
in the fight on March 4th?

The energy, the obstinacy...
What is that?

The energy of despair.

The final push
before giving up.

What marked the last few months
in this man's life,

it's not a war
at your wedding.

It is the observation
of a personal defeat.

If Sandra Voyter is guilty
Of something,

was to be successful
where her husband failed.

Despite appearances,
That wasn't the final argument

I give Dr. Renzi.

Samuel wasn't like that.

It's Friday night, we have
one weekend ahead.

Before closing,
I have a statement.

I decided to call Daniel
to testify on Monday.

He has new information
relevant.

As the witness
is the son of the accused

and lives with his mother,

I ask everyone to refrain
to contact you.

Obviously.
If contact is unavoidable,

refrain from talking
about the trial.

Sra. Berger,

will stay with Daniel
throughout the weekend.

Make sure these rules
that I have dictated are respected.

I insist that no one,
absolutely nobody

you can talk to him
about his deposition.

Have a good weekend,
rest.

The session is closed.

- Come warm up.
- Ready in 10 minutes!

All good?

I think I want...
I think I want to be alone.

All good.

- You can eat in your room.
- No.

I want to be alone
in this weekend.

Before sports

Alone? Just you and me?

And that?

He is sure
What is this you want?

We can find other solutions.
It's a big house.

I want her to go away.

Sandra.

I just spoke to Daniel.

He would like to stay here alone
this weekend.

Until the end of the trial.

Daniel?

This is what you want?

It's because of what you heard
today?

Before I couldn't speak
with you about all of this.

It wasn't allowed...

Please, Sandra!

Can not talk
of the trial.

I know. I'm just saying
with my son.

I understand you need
of tranquility.

I can mind my own business,
keep quiet.

I won't talk to you,
if you do not want.

Can we try this?

You shouldn't talk to him
in English.

Daniel, can you speak
with me.

How about we talk
and then you decide?

I think he already took
his decision.

Yes, I'll get my things.

Someone said:

Of course the money
doesn't make you happy,

but it's still better to cry
in the car than on the subway.

- Who said that?
- I don't know.

Sorry.

Or.

With the.

Snoop...

Snoop.

Snoop.

Marge!

Marge. Quickly, please!

What it was?

I just gave him aspirin,
it was a mistake.

- Gave what? Aspirin?
- Aspirin, yes!

How much?

8 or 10, I don't remember.

It was too much.

Make him vomit.

Why did you do that?
Snoop?

Make him vomit!

- Please!
- Ok, hope.

"How to do it
a dog vomit."

hope

We need salt water.
Sal, I'll be right back.

He doesn't move anymore.

Daniel, help me.
Help.

Open his mouth.

Devagar, devagar.

There!

Oh, my Lord!

Here it is.

Come on, how are you?

That.

It's getting better.

Very good,
is waking up.

- What is happening?
- Wait, he's going to vomit.

That.

He'll be fine.

Very good.
Here it is.

Good dog.

That. That.

That. Like this.

Yes, okay.

He's fine, he's breathing.
Looking at us.

Will you explain to me?

You know, I...

I had never heard of...

of attempted suicide
from my father.

I had never heard of...

the psychiatrist, the medicine...

from vomit and aspirin.

When my mother talked about this,
I remember one thing

from that time.

One Morning,

Snoop was lying on the floor
of my room.

Stopped.
He smelled like vomit.

I thought it was him
who had vomited.

I cleaned his snout.

I figured he had...

I don't know, I caught a virus
or something like that, because...

for several days
he acted strangely.

He only slept or drank.

He understands? Now I think
that maybe

he has eaten
my father's vomit,

and "it" poisoned him,

and my mother tells the truth!

That's why I used aspirin
as experience

to see how he would react.

And did you see the reaction?

He slept 14 hours. Now
just go to sleep and drink water.

It smells exactly the same!

All!

Everything is exactly the same!

But since...

Since yesterday, I don't know anymore
whether I believe her or not.

I knew they fought,
but...

Was not...

It wasn't to that point,
not so violent.

Your certainties are memories

and will tell the jury
because they are very important.

But you,
It's just a witness.

Do you think she could
did you kill him?

It's not for me to judge.

I know that, but could you
at least tell me!

I can't answer that.
My role is to protect you...

But damn, help me!

In truth,

when we are missing an element

to judge something,
and this lack is unbearable,

all we can do is decide.

He understands?

To get rid of doubt,
sometimes we have to...

decide to lean one way
and not for another.

Now when you need
believe in one thing,

but you have two choices,

you must choose.

So you have to invent
your belief?

Yes, well... in a sense.

So that means
which I'm not sure...

and you're saying I need
Pretend I'm sure?

No, I'm saying "decide".

Is not the same thing.

What impresses me is that

- The author or the character?

Voyter plays with the confusion.

In fact, her second book

counting like your father

It is undoubtedly true.

Now imagine

and force her to leave her city,

We feel that she has

of his anger,

I found this quote disturbing

"My job is to cover the tracks,

so that fiction can

Yes, and what excites

with the case of death

is what it all seems like

That this has already been written

Even the uncertainties of this death,

The personality

your amoral victim side,

She seems to be exaggerating...

It all seems

I don't think it matters

The fact is that the idea

who murders her husband

It's much more interesting

than that of a teacher

If I imagine my mother doing this,
I don't understand.

But if I imagine my father...

I think I can understand.

Mr. Attorney,
any question?

The experience with your
Dog doesn't prove anything.

To mean,
nothing is documented.

More problematic are
these providential memories,

arising from the influence
of testimonies

during this trial.

No dates or events
included in the probationary calendar.

The period invoked, 6 months
antes da morte de Maleski

comes only from testimony
provided by the defendant itself.

I wonder...

Daniel,

Have you ever asked yourself

vomited aspirin overdose
by your father

may not have worked
of a suicide attempt,

but give it a try
of poisoning by your mother?

Please be clear that this is not an accusation,
just a rhetorical argument.

So, based
in these speculations,

Why did you choose this thesis?
instead of another?

Your memories inform
consequences, not causes.

Yes. I thought about that, but...

I don't see why
she would have done it.

It seems that when
proof is missing

to be sure
of how something happened,

we have to look around,
how the trial is doing.

When we look everywhere
and we still don't understand

how things happened,

I think we have to ask
Why did this happen.

Thank you, Daniel.
Have you finished?

No.

I want to say something else.

How my dog got sick
for several days,

My father and I
We went to the vet.

And in the car he was silent
the entire route.

He didn't even play music.

This never happened,
He always played music.

After a while,
he started talking about Snoop.

He told me,
“You know, he could get sick.

Even die. You know it.
Prepare-se."

I didn't want him
said that.

I saw that Snoop was better.
He wasn't that old.

He was never sick.

I told him
that he wouldn't die.

But he continued
even so.

He said:
“You need to be aware.

It will happen one day
for sure.

“And no wonder
May Snoop get tired.

“He’s not that young.
in canine age.

“Can you imagine
What is his life?

“He’s not just any dog.

"He's a great dog.

"A remarkable dog.

“Think about it.
He understands what you want,

"predicts your movements,

"everything that brings danger
for you.

"He spends his life
wondering what you want,

"thinking about what you
can't see.

“Maybe he’s tired.

"Always looking out for others.

"Until the day
where you can no longer.

"This can happen."

And I remember that in the end,

He said, "One day,

"When the time comes for him to go,
He will go. It's like that and you...

“You won’t be able to do anything.
Get ready, because it will be difficult.

"But it won't be
the end of your life.”

In fact, he spoke
from yourself.

Now...

Now I know he
he spoke about himself.

I ask the jurors
that they keep in mind

this testimony
it is extremely subjective.

In no way qualifies
as an element of evidence.

Yes, Serge, we are still
in front of the Grenoble court.

The trial was scheduled
to end on Friday night,

but little Daniel,
son of Sandra Voyter,

insisted on testifying
again this morning.

The jury is still out...

Daniel!

Sandra Voyter, Mrs. Voyter,

after being acquitted?

I think there were too many words

I have nothing more to say.

I want to call my son

Obviously thank you

who always believed

Dr. Renzi, you are relieved

I make a point

What did Sandra Voyter see?

- What do you think?
- Excellent.

Great!

Marge, it's Sandra.

Yes, it's amazing,
we are relieved.

Daniel wants to talk to me?

Of course, he must be tired,

I understand.

Does he care if I come back
home tonight?

Either you prefer tomorrow or...

We will have dinner and then I will come back
home. See you soon.

I need a drink.

Another!

Very well, say.

You always...

When you win,
do you always do this?

We never win.

This is the first time
in our life we win!

- No!
- Yes of course!

You told me it is
a good lawyer.

- No, it's not true!
- It's not spicy.

Need to try this,
in truth.

- We ate too much.
- I am gonna puke.

A cigarette first.

Be right back.

You first.

- It's not that easy, is it?
- No. Damn.

With all the bones, and...

After that, shall we?

Ready to go home?

I can drive,
I can take you.

Another.

For the road.

Of course, for the driver.

Okay, the same?

I'll just take...

two more of these?
Thanks.

- To you!
- To you!

All good?

Say.

I just, I thought...

I thought I would feel relieved.

This isn't coming soon enough.

Clear?

I am not sure.

It's just that when you lose,
you lose.

It's the worst thing
what can happen,

and if you win...

you expect some reward.

But there are none.

It just ends.

Maybe sometimes
we demand too much.

Yes maybe.

Goodnight.

Sorry.

He wanted to wait up,
but fell asleep.

I am going.

- Don't you want to stay here?
- No, I'll leave you alone.

- See you later.
- See you later.

I didn't know
if you came back.

Me too
I was afraid to go home.

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