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The left-hand side is the most damaged...

but the areas of blistering seem to have stabilized.

Excuse me...

The problem is bitumen of Judea all over the painting.

Sorry...

And since last year, we've noted that the painting has darkened.

Have you made any real headway in combating this?

Not yet. We're still looking.

You mean the painting will get worse while we're helpless?

Instead of the sea engulfing the Raft...

Delphine, are you OK?

It's the bitumen of Judea. Excuse me.

Are you all right?

Darling! Delphine!

Mrs Etiemble, can you hear me? Call an ambulance!

Do something!

Delphine, darling!

She's dead.

THE ART OF CRIME

A WORK IN BLACK

There. It's done.

We're divorced.

Yeah, right. It's done.

What's the matter?

Nothing. Just that...

I can see you're stoked to have had your day in court.

It's been dragging on for a year. Isn't this better?

If you say so.

It's a new chapter.

Since I spoke to my dad, I feel... lighter.

My phobia is much better.

The vertigo has gone.

- You have made progress. - Yes.

What about your father?

He's sulking.

But I think he's understood.

No more interference in my OCBC investigations.

Now

it's each to his own.

Well, then...

bye.

Bye.

Hello.

Yes?

OK, I'm on my way.

Hello!

Hello.

What is it? Theft? Fraud?

A murder?

Is it me or are you more unpleasant than usual?

It's you.

Well, I don't care. I'm in an excellent mood today.

And I have good news for you.

My acrophobia is gone. I'm cured!

Great. Brilliant.

You don't see what that means.

No more vertigo.

No need for counterphobic objects. You're as free as a bird!

Where are we going?

The Louvre.

The Louvre!

You know her?

I didn't know her personally.

When I need the lab, I work mainly with Hugo.

Delphine Etiemble was the big boss.

And president of the Society of friends of...

I wrote it down... Géricault.

Who painted The Raft of the Medusa.

It's a small group of enthusiasts.

They hold conferences,

symposiums. What?

Already fans clubs aren't my thing,

but schmoozing in front of a painting for hours to reach a verdict...

Well, each to his own lunacies.

Yes. And that lunacy is my job.

Hello.

Are you OK?

Over there.

It's the last thing she saw before she died.

The Raft of the Medusa?

The last thing she saw was The Raft of the Medusa!

- No. Which one is it? - That one!

But you don't know the story of the Medusa.

It's a ship that foundered in 1816

and 149 people were abandoned on a raft.

149 on a raft!

Most died awfully.

- That's very interesting... - Yes.

But it changes nothing if she died in front of this painting or that one

Fifteen were left, all half-mad.

What have we got?

She drank this before dying.

What was in it?

I ran a test. Cyanide...

Cyanide?

OK, thanks.

Mr Etiemble...

Mummy!

Let me go! Mother!

Leave me alone!

Let me through, damn it!

Mother!

I need to talk to you. Now!

- To me? - No, the pope!

Can't I at least comfort him?

I run into him in the museum.

This is a criminal investigation. Don't get involved.

But his wife is dead!

It's just a human gesture, can't you see that?

Stop mixing everything up. Just stay close!

You're asking me to stay close! What's up with you today?

Are you all right?

I'll show you Delphine's office.

Yes. Lead on.

Did she always carry a thermos?

Always. She drank from it all day long.

She made her tea here.

Yes?

OK.

Did you notice anything special this morning?

No, nothing.

I opened the offices. There was no one here.

So the murderer poured cyanide in the flask last night.

You know what time she left?

No.

I finished before her.

She often works late.

Come on!

Did she have any enemies at work?

No.

She wasn't always easy

but she did her job well.

How was her marriage?

Fine, I think.

Why?

Because apparently she intended to divorce him.

I swear I knew nothing of this.

Is that so?

Look...

things weren't always rosy. My wife could sometimes be...

...hard. But I'd never have imagined that...

She wanted to drag him through the mu to get custody of their child!

Why would she reveal this? My client knew nothing of it!

You work at the Louvre because of your wife.

You were going to lose your son, your job...

Your wife kept you and apparently you spent her money

with a pretty blonde. Very nice.

We met at a conference. We went for a drink.

She took me there, to that casino.

Who is she?

I don't know.

I tried to call her once.

I saw she'd given me a wrong number and probably a false name.

But I swear to you I didn't kill my wife.

She'd been preparing this behind your back for 4 months.

Last night you met her and added cyanide.

You have no proof!

20 years' marriage,

5 years' procedure to adopt your son,

she was going to ruin all that?

You think I don't know?

- All the shit, the lies, the waste.. - Hang on.

Half of all marriages end in divorce!

And not all divorcees kill their wife Did you kill your wife?

Have you finished your bullshit?

Antoine! Antoine!

No.

But it seems like a subject dear to your heart.

Antoine... Stop it!

Are you trying to be clever?!

Get out of here!

I'm calling the Bar right now. You won't get away with this!

What?

I signed my divorce papers this morning.

I understand.

That's good.

Because I'm having trouble.

We're really sorry.

You can go home. We'll be in touch.

You're letting him go?

We searched his place. Nothing.

No divorce papers.

Nothing proves he went to his wife's office last night.

He doesn't even have an alibi!

I managed to talk his lawyer out of reporting you.

But you have to make an effort. You need to see somebody.

Some dickhead in glasses? Forget it!

You'd rather a psychologist appointed as part of your suspension?

Right. Do you know anyone?

- Yes, I know someone. - Then see them. Today!

Captain...

Sorry, but it doesn't point to Jacques Etiemble.

The murder is somehow linked to The Raft of the Medusa.

It's nothing to do with the divorce.

Where do you get that from?

Delphine Etiemble was killed

in front of a painting representing death, agony, suffering.

You think that's a coincidence?

Death has never been painted with such realism!

You know what Géricault did?

He brought corpses to his studio to use as models!

Yes, it's true that the stiffs are captured pretty well.

Can I ask you something?

Why do you never listen to me?

A case is based on objective elements

That's the best I can tell you.

- Objectivity. - Yes.

And you never even taste the coffee I make. Is that objective?

Nothing to do with objectivity, just survival.

You can think on that.

I've something to do.

Your objectivity in the interview roo was evident!

You know I see Madame Chassagne...

I don't want to be your patient. I just need a receipt.

A receipt?

A paper with a stamp on saying I came to see you.

The rest is fine, thank you.

Can I ask you something?

Go ahead. But quickly, if possible.

Before your... "spat" with the lawyer

Madame Chassagne said she no longer needed you to calm her phobia.

Is that right?

Yes. And?

How did you take that?

You think I liked having her follow me everywhere like a dog?

In a way, she rephrased what your ex-wife said to you this morning.

Two women saying they don't need you is a lot to take, isn't it?

Can I have this fucking stamp or do I try someone else?

What?

He buys a Louis XVI clock stolen in France, sold in Belgium,

resold in Germany then resold in Switzerland

and claims ?200,000 from the state for its return?!

OK, I'll call the Quai d'Orsay. Bye now.

Who's that joker?

A former Italian prime minister.

He'll be demanding the Mona Lisa next

Did you get your appointment?

Yes. Here...

Did it go well?

Yeah, great. I'm cured and everything.

- Antoine... - What?

Did it go well?

If you don't believe me, call her. The number's there!

The forensic pathologist wants a word...

Great!

Right.

You say a stronger dose of cyanide in her tea wouldn't have been noticed

Usually we see overdosage but this is the opposite.

So he wanted her to die later, in front of the painting?

The idea did occur to me. I'll let you decide.

- Thank you, Doctor. - You're welcome.

Didn't I say it was linked? That's what you call flair!

Soon I won't need you on my cases!

Why would someone want her to die in front of the painting?

So that she saw it before she died. I don't know why.

What do you think?

Hey, Antoine!

Yeah, I don't know. I'll keep digging.

Still digging?

I just want you to feel good here, Antoine.

I'm not sure your scene with the lawyer was about your divorce.

What are you on about?

I don't think you've settled in at OCBC.

I'm not a good enough cop? You don't trust me?

No, you don't trust yourself.

I think the problem is that culture freaks you out.

What are you on about?

You still haven't begun your artistic training. You rely on Florence!

- Not at all! - You do!

All I know is, without that baggage,

Chassagne or not, you won't feel right here.

I don't want to pick any more lawyers off the floor! That's all.

On that note, I'll let you carry on digging.

But why The Raft of the Medusa?

I needed a grandiose subject for the Louvre's 1819 Salon.

They knew they wouldn't survive with 149 on the raft.

They fought, killed each other, threw them overboard.

So the 15 survivors were 15 murderers

But you preferred to show them on the point of being saved.

Had I painted the carnage, the Salon would have refused my painting.

It's crazy... we see nothing but it's all there in front of us.

The axe there, the red fabrics there, there, there,

representing the blood.

And men's madness, here, with this man holding his head.

And the leather bags they tried to ea

before devouring the corpses from hunger.

Such is man's nature. A monster lies within him.

A monster that demands to be released

I've been thinking about Géricault.

- You taught me to say hello first. - Hello.

Listen up:

The Raft of the Medusa recounts the death, agony and suffering.

But also the crime.

In a way, it tells us anyone can become a murderer.

You mean if I'd been on the raft, I'd have thrown you overboard?

Do you intend to become tolerable one day or not?

You know the Etiembles met because of The Raft?

What?

It was the first painting they worked on together at school.

- No. - Yes.

I think he killed her under The Raft

because he wanted it all to end just where it began.

Etiemble knew what he was doing.

- What's he doing here? - Oh shit. I don't know.

- You didn't call him? - No.

- This isn't my fault, Florence. - Oh, that's reassuring!

If you don't want to see me, leave OCBC and go back to your research.

No but... art history lessons for Captain Verlay?

You've never taught beginners!

It's like asking a Ferrari to do laps of a parking lot.

Yes, but the Ferrari was convicted of fraud.

So it better lap or it'll be scrapped

Excuse me, is it really 150 hours of community service?

Is it my father being punished or him?

Antoine, when you see cubism isn't a building block game,

a new world will open for you. Get to work!

If he calls you stupid or incompetent

or thick, don't take offence.

He can't help it.

Good luck!

I brought some reproductions

to see how the land lies.

What kind of art do you like,

off the top of your head?

Art? I don't know. Nothing!

Do you lean more towards painting, sculpture...?

Classical, modern, contemporary?

Does electric guitar count?

We'll have a look...

So how was the lesson?

Guess.

Anyway, you were right about Jacques Etiemble.

He did pick up his wife the eve of the murder.

Fabien Delessert saw him.

Delessert? What was he doing there?

Apparently consoling Delphine over her failed marriage.

You believe him? He was shagging my wife instead of looking after my son!

How long had this been going on?

It was just the start.

Delphine came looking for me, in fact

She seemed lost...

Is that right!

You, 20 years younger, went after her, you little shit!

Come on, sit down.

Where were you hiding?

Just behind the office door.

In your underwear?

No.

Could you see the flask from where you were?

Unfortunately I didn't see him add cyanide.

For the simple reason that I didn't!

Yet you had a motive.

And a good reason to make her pay by dying just there.

Beneath The Raft!

What?

You killed her because she abandoned you.

Like the Captain of the Medusa,

who promised to save all these poor guys.

That's enough. Stop.

You'll be taken to the judge who will formally charge you.

Tomorrow is my wife's funeral!

Then you'll go and be taken into custody afterwards.

You could be more discreet, at least for the boy.

We have no choice.

Shall we go?

I'll keep my eye on him.

If he runs away, I'll scream. OK?

Help!

What's that?

Stay there, OK?

Down there!

It'll be all right.

Call an ambulance!

Hello?

A man's been stabbed!

Père Lachaise cemetery!

This can't be down to chance.

Someone targets a woman and her lover

and you invent theories about Géricault?

We're not even sure that the cyanide was precisely dosed.

OK, but...

You know who's buried here? Proust, Balzac, Delacroix...

Even Jim Morrison! Delessert was attacked there. Well?

Two deep wounds, perhaps affecting his vital organs.

And the knife?

No prints.

Of course!

Verlay, just do your job.

Is that too much to ask?

- No, it's not, ma'am. - Fine! Excuse me.

Is she blind or what!

The killer obviously had to attack Delessert on Géricault's grave!

But the gardener was attending to the grave this morning!

- The gardener? - Yes.

I checked! Look...

As he couldn't attack him on the grave,

he waited in a quieter place... here!

That doesn't tell us why Fabien Delessert!

That's right.

Yes, Alex?

Just been bawled out by the prosecutor.

She's really getting on my tits.

I know.

Should I call the Crime Squad psychologist?

- Daubracq? - Yes.

He could take a look. What do you think?

Yeah, why not. It can't hurt.

OK, I'll do that.

See you later.

Who is Daubracq?

A criminologist. He may be able to help us.

Géricault's fine but there comes a time

when I need a lead, a suspect,

you see? Right now I have nothing.

But it's the start...

Huh!

I'm sorry!

Tragic death at Louvre

Why are you always unpleasant?

It's like you're blaming everybody.

You really want to talk about this now?

This is the end of the road.

I don't want to work with you.

Wait, Madame Chassagne...

You spoil everything.

You even called your old boss in Crime Squad a dickhead.

How do you know that?

I told her.

Isn't she your partner?

At least try to keep her. Not like with your wife.

By no means certain!

She did call him a primate!

Perhaps my lessons will awaken your artistic sensibility,

but I doubt it.

You must understand him.

Captain Verlay had a difficult childhood.

His father would never see him.

That's no reason not to believe in him.

Maybe I should to what your dad did and get rid of you.

Yes, yes, yes...

Thank you.

You want another paper with a stamp?

No, I need some medicine to keep me going for a few days.

Can you tell me any more than that?

Since I've been at OCBC, I've become a bad cop. Now will you help me?

Is this linked to Madame Chassagne?

Sit down.

Look, I don't know why she and I work well together, but we do!

If she doesn't want to work with me, I'll never find anyone else!

Who says she wants to stop?

Did she tell you that? What did she say to you?

Look, sit down or lie down,

just settle down for a moment, OK?

Oh, fuck. I was better off in Crime Squad!

At least I could do what I wanted and didn't need anyone.

Would you like to return?

Yes, but that's not really on the cards.

Now I'm after a flake who thinks ther weren't enough deaths on the Medusa.

I'm sorry.

Hello.

No, I didn't see his face.

And you don't know who could have it in for you and Mrs Etiemble?

No.

We think the attacker wanted to kill you in front of Géricault's grave.

In front of The Raft of the Medusa?

Like Delphine?

Why Géricault?

I've no idea!

Could it be linked to your society, the Friends of Géricault?

What the hell is this? There's no connection.

The only thing I was accused of was the ?300 that vanished!

- Wait... - What is it?

Accused of theft?

It wasn't me and they never found out who it was.

What are all these questions?

Wait just a second...

What is it?

The killer...

He doesn't just kill in front of The Raft.

What?

He's following a series of paintings.

What do you mean? What is all this nonsense?

Come and see, I'll show you.

On The Raft, Géricault painted men who were half-insane.

Here... he's holding his head in his hands.

You see?

He is in despair...

- This one, with his... - It's OK. I get it.

Your father calls me an ignoramus. I get it.

- Yes, sorry, I understand. - Yes.

It's thought that Géricault was inspired by the mentally ill

in the poorhouse.

He painted a series called Portraits of the Insane.

Five of them.

Look...

Insane Woman, or Envy...

Woman with a Gambling Mania...

Man with Delusions of a Military Rank...

A Kidnapper...

and...

Portrait of a Kleptomaniac.

Theft... as in Fabien Delessert?

Exactly!

Next...

Delphine Etiemble,

adopted her son Arthur, right? - Yes.

So he wasn't her son at first.

- Child kidnapper. - Exactly.

I get it.

And who was caught gambling with a blonde?

Jacques Etiemble!

The killer studied Géricault, he must know the Portraits of the Insane.

So Jacques Etiemble may be the next victim.

Right.

We have to protect him.

This Géricault business is getting on my wick!

Pardon?

You have no proof.

Say what you will, Delessert wasn't attacked by Géricault's grave.

But if you check the map, Géricault's grave is...

You know how much protection costs?

Etiemble isn't answering his phone, no one knows where he is.

So at least a geolocation order...

You think we can follow just anybody?

Who do you think I am, the Stasi?!

Shit, there's a crazed killer at large!

You must be stupid to take the risk!

This isn't the first time you've insulted a superior.

Go and do your job.

Get out of here.

Come on.

Insane Woman, or the Hyena of the Salpétrière.

She had no idea that Géricault would make her famous.

You're sure about organizing this visit with the Friends of Géricault?

- Don't you want to wait? - No.

It meant a lot to Delphine and I'd go mad if I stayed home.

I have to be strong for Arthur.

I understand. Don't worry, I'll see to it.

Excuse me.

Yes?

OK, I'll be right there.

A problem with an order.

Be right back.

The driver must have got lost. They'll call back.

Jacques?

Jacques?

No one saw a thing, of course.

But I do have this, look.

CCTV footage from the entrance.

There. Looks like it's a woman.

Is this all we have?

Yeah.

May I?

Bitumen of Judea.

Géricault used it to give patina to his work.

Géricault again?

Yes. Géricault again.

He must be totally sick.

We need to talk.

The murder happened 2 hours after I warned you.

That's called non-assistance to persons in danger.

What do you want?

Immediate protection for Arthur Etiemble and Fabien Delessert.

- You have it. - Wait, I'm not finished.

I want to return to Crime Squad.

I hope you're joking.

A new boss at Crime Squad doesn't erase your file.

It's that or I tell your superiors exactly what happened.

I'll see what I can do.

But if you don't solve the case, I'll find it difficult.

Did you get what you wanted?

What? What did I want?

A protection order!

Yes! Yes, no problem.

What if it doesn't stop here?

There are two portraits left.

Pardo is busy looking

for a military link to Delphine Etiemble or the Friends of Géricault.

What about envy?

Envy? I've no idea.

That could be anyone.

There's no need to get upset.

All we know is the killer knew his victims well. As for the rest...

we have to see our expert in lunacy.

You seem to like that word!

He'll take time out to tell you what to do.

No, but I can...

This is Bruno Daubracq,

psychiatrist and criminologist,

criminal profiling specialist. Florence Chassagne.

- Delighted. - Hello.

Was it you who wrote the article on "Paint Crime"?

Yes.

It was remarkable.

- Thank you, that's nice of you. - Really.

- Hello. - Are you interested in painting?

Yes, when I have time.

But I can't match these gentlemen.

We work at it!

Shall we start? This way, please.

The M.O. doesn't give me much.

You're right, the killer may be a woman

or a man pretending to be a woman.

Killing isn't enough. She needs Géricault to speak for her.

- The painting reflects her suffering - Excuse me, can I say something?

We know the bitumen is gradually damaging the painting.

When the killer pasted it on Jacques Etiemble's face,

is she saying: "I'm making him disappear

..."like The Raft will disappear"?

I came to the same conclusion.

I think Jacques Etiemble is someone special to her.

He brought out the strongest symbolism.

Why attack a woman, her lover and her husband?

The motive question depends on whether our killer has,

as I believe, a psychiatric disorder.

What has meaning to her may mean nothing to us.

We're looking for someone close to the Friends of Géricault

who's spent time in psychiatric wards?

Who goes to the Louvre.

What?

Isn't this painting in the Louvre?

Yes.

So the killer must have gone to see it.

Yes.

And if she's that crazy,

she can't have gone unnoticed.

No.

So who's going to the Louvre?

Go on. You never know.

Daubracq's nice. Have you known him long?

What do you mean, "nice"? Because he's well-spoken?

No, because he's friendly and nice and considerate.

Working with you, I'd forgotten about all that.

Yeah, but politeness doesn't solve crimes!

But it's not unpleasant.

The lottery ruined her.

Her mind was locked in calculations, number combinations...

Back then, no one wanted this picture.

Why wasn't this portrait as worthy as the rest?

Because she was insane?

I didn't paint the illness,

I wanted to paint the person. These are victims, after all.

But sometimes killers too.

This loony put her hands all over the painting.

You let her do it?

The guard was in another room. More cameras, fewer guards.

It was last week. I warn you, it's quite peculiar.

It's a woman too.

What's she up to there?

Can you do a close-up on the book, please?

A little more...

From the Louvre library.

Borrowing books requires an ID card.

You mean they can get us the name and address?

Who deserves a thank-you?

She took out everything on Géricault.

Maybe she's just a fan. It doesn't make her a killer.

Emilie Bazin, here.

If you get promoted, don't forget me.

Don't change a winning team!

After you.

Thank you.

Here, put this on.

I've never had any problem with her.

What has she done?

We don't know yet.

No one here has ever complained about her.

Yes, Greg?

You can leave us now. Shut the door behind you.

Go on...

Subject is Emilie Bazin,

chemist, worked 2 years at the Louvre

with Hugo Prieur. - What?

Her contract ended six months ago.

We're looking at her file.

Hired as disabled. She's schizophrenic.

Spent time in psychiatric hospitals.

Also one of the Friends of Géricault. Resigned last September.

It's got to be her.

We're on her trail.

We'll see what we have here and get back to you.

Bye.

See what you can find in the bookcase.

Bitumen of Judea.

She's seeking a solution to save The Raft from damage!

I don't know if she found it, but we certainly have.

Tragic death at Louvre

Come and see.

What?

Why did she put up a photo with Hugo?

No idea.

Insane Woman!

Yes, and...?

Hugo is ambitious.

He's always openly coveted Delphine Etiemble's post.

Pick up, Hugo. Pick up!

Emilie, what are you doing here?

Am I disturbing you?

I want to talk about bitumen of Judea.

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