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THE ART OF CRIME

Emilie, research takes time.

Your shitty pictures take all your time!

The Raft of the Medusa is disappearing!

Don't you see? I work on it every night!

You're doing your own research?

I'm doing what you should be doing!

Nearly there?

Where are you?

On our way. Be there in 2 or 3 minutes.

We'll see you there.

I'll try Hugo again.

You really thought I'd give up?

That I'd be intimidated by your haughty boss?

The truth is, you don't care about Géricault.

You shouldn't even be here. I should!

Police! Don't move.

Hands up.

Hands up!

Higher! Back away.

The Raft... We must save The Raft!

We must save it!

We must save The Raft!

Emilie Bazin.

I'd never seen her like that.

How would I think of that? It happened 8 months ago.

Were they all there, Delessert, Delphine and Jacques Etiemble?

Yes.

Emilie interrupted their meeting.

She tried to convince Delphine to save The Raft of the Medusa.

We can't wait months for Hugo Prieur to analyze the sublayers!

Look, if you give me the resources,

I'm sure I can do it.

Gentlemen, we have with us the saviour of The Raft of the Medusa.

I don't know exactly what Delphine said.

She didn't give me the details.

But now I'm sure that meeting triggered everything.

You think she was going to kill me too?

It's a fascinating case.

Very rare.

It's a pseudo-psychopathic schizophrenia

called heboidophrenia. - What?

What's that in English?

It means she can be manipulative,

capable of killing with calculation.

As with the Etiembles and Delessert.

But she can also suffer bouts of delirium,

paranoia, where she's no longer in control.

How do you know she's not pretending?

That's true.

Everything points to her.

You have a motive, physical evidence...

What could she be hiding?

Of course.

Where the hell are you? I'm scared. The cops will find out.

Any developments, Paulo? Is your protégé still OK?

A-OK. All is quiet. He's fast asleep. Uncle Paulo's watching over him.

Don't worry, it'll be fine.

Hey, take his statement. Thanks.

The neighbours say they saw the kid around 11pm, alone.

His aunt says a bag and clothes are gone. He's run away.

Shit!

I'll put out his description.

Yes, Greg?

No geolocation possible.

But we intercepted a message sent at 11 last night.

- He's scared of cops. - OK, send it through.

Thanks.

I'll just read it.

Where the hell are you? I'm scared. The cops will find out.

Can you find the source?

No, he used Tor, which erases IP addresses.

They started speaking 8 months ago. Here's an example:

"I understand. I feel rejected too," etc.

Then Arthur gave him his mobile number.

That looks like an approach.

Eight months ago Emilie Bazin was humiliated by the Géricault club.

The message could be hers.

What would she be doing with the kid?

I've no idea. I hope it's not connected with his parents' death.

Yeah.

We'll keep in touch. See you later.

Was Arthur Etiemble talking to you?

Give it a rest! Tell me what happened. Where is he?

I don't know Arthur Etiemble.

She's under stress.

He should calm things down.

You don't know Captain Verlay.

Wasn't killing his family enough?

I don't know Arthur Etiemble. I know Jacques.

He works at the Louvre. I saw him at the society.

Look what you did to him.

Look...

Look what you did to him!

It's his own fault!

Etiemble knew and did nothing!

- He knew what? - He had to pay!

He deserved to die!

Why?

Jacques Etiemble is the father!

He had to pay!

You don't abandon your child!

She's delirious. We have to stop it.

You don't abandon your child!

There, there. Hush.

She'll become dangerous.

To herself and others.

She should be interned.

You don't abandon your child!

So what is it, her son?

Some think Géricault represents the character Ugolino.

From the Divine Comedy.

Of course.

Sorry to ask, but who is this Hugo guy?

Ugolino was one of the damned in Dante's last circle of hell.

Doesn't sound much like a comedy.

He was a count, sentenced to starve with his children.

Dante says he ate their corpses to survive.

So what does that mean?

That Jacques Etiemble ate his son?

When Emilie Bazin is raving, her world makes no sense.

I don't know what that loony told Arthur Etiemble,

but we'd better find him.

Where the hell are you? I'm scared. The cops will find out.

Hey you, come here!

I'm talking to you!

Why did you run away from home?

Tell me what you're scared of. Go on, tell me.

Antoine...

He's been talking to Emilie in a chat room.

We retrieved the messages.

He was involved in his parents' death?

No, it's even weirder than that. Come and see.

All right, son?

With the Insane Portraits, Emilie wanted to show her victims

were as mad as her.

But she had to assign the madness that suited the best.

For Hugo Prieur and Delessert,

envy and theft. With what she knew, that was easy.

She had to get to know the Etiembles,

find out their faults, their lies, their weaknesses.

She used Arthur Etiemble for that.

It's easy to make friends on internet. Swapping complaints.

There, look.

The kid handed her everything on a plate...

the casino, the adoption...

So Arthur helped her plan his parents' murder.

You can say that again. Just look.

"They betrayed me. I could kill them."

"I'll help you, Arthur."

Arthur didn't know how serious she was.

I begged her not to blame my dad.

We know.

She said it was too late.

That the messages showed I was her accomplice.

That was blackmail, Arthur.

She trapped you.

She's to blame, not you.

I wrote this about them... But I loved my parents.

Now they're gone.

They should have left me at the orphanage!

The prosecutor called. She congratulated you.

I'm honoured.

Apparently she wants you back in Crime Squad.

Really?

Don't take the piss, Antoine.

With your file? If that's her idea, then I'm a beautician.

Look, Alex, thanks for everything you've done for me

but my place is in Crime Squad.

OK. Let's say you had a problem

and you solved it your way.

See that painting?

It's a fake Egon Schiele.

The guy who did that is talented, right?

I don't know.

I always wondered why some of these talented guys were content

to be forgers. - Maybe it's easier to copy.

That's it. It's easier.

Maybe they don't want to step outside their comfort zone.

Maybe they're scared, huh?

Look, I'm not cut out for OCBC.

That's just how it is!

I know you could have been one of my best cops.

At least I tried, right?

Hey, you two!

You wouldn't celebrate without me?

- I was about to call you. - OK.

Well done, both of you. It wasn't easy.

No, in fact next time put us on something more simple,

like the theft of a religious artefact.

Something like that would do fine!

Mediaeval art is great!

I believe you.

I'll be off, then.

You OK?

I help you solve the case and you run off back to Crime Squad?

You used me, in fact!

So basically you're dumping me!

- What, are we married? - But for me, you wouldn't be here!

You'd be directing traffic!

Oh, and you didn't use me?

Following me everywhere because of your phobia!

You know why we managed to work together?

Because we needed one another.

It's like those sucker fishes carried by the shark.

- Pardon? - The shark should eat it

but it doesn't because the little fish cleans it.

You and I are just the same.

I helped you, you helped me.

There. Now we're quits.

OK, so that's all I am to you?

A sucker fish!

Look...

you and I are too different.

It can't work.

We can't be partners.

It's not possible. I'm sorry, but...

It's better this way.

Nothing's stopping you continuing at OCBC.

But without him it's not the same, it's over.

The others at OCBC would never let me question suspects!

I'll never find such a lousy cop!

- That's why he's going. - Incredible.

- What do you blame him for? - That!

Not telling me!

It's all about him. He didn't even thank me!

If he'd thanked you, you'd feel better?

Absolutely!

Look, Crime Squad is Mr Verlay's choice.

A goldfish pines for his bowl!

Can we drop the aquatic metaphors?

I'm sorry.

No... we've wrapped everything up.

Very well.

I've recommended you to Commander Guérini.

He's glad to welcome you to Crime Squad.

Thank you, ma'am.

Don't lay it on thick.

You've just time to pack. Goodbye, Verlay.

Wait.

Yes?

You should know...

we tested the shoelace used to kill Jacques Etiemble.

There were no prints on it, no trace of Emilie Bazin's DNA.

She wore gloves, like with the knife.

Yeah...

but would someone so careful take it home and not clean off the blood?

No prints on the cyanide flask either.

Don't complicate the issue, Verlay.

We've a culprit, a motive and irrefutable evidence.

You want to go back to Crime Squad or not?

Yes.

Good!

Good evening.

Good evening.

They said I'd find you here.

You left OCBC rather quickly.

Yes. And...?

And...

I wasn't sure I'd see you again.

I didn't want to part like that.

Sorry,

I shouldn't say that.

- I'm being totally clumsy... - No.

That's fine.

It's nice to hear.

May I invite you to dinner?

No.

Louvre Library

Books borrowed by Emilie Bazin Key word "Insane"

Bruno Daubracq: "Dr Georget and Insanity"

Daubracq?

Shit!

What are you doing?

Searching my things?

What about you?

Why hide that you know the Portraits of the Insane?

It's in your book. Which Emilie Bazin read.

It was a thesis on Georget, the father of criminology.

He may have commissioned the portraits from Géricault!

Why didn't you say the killer

was following the Portraits of the Insane!

Because...

I don't have your intuition. I didn't see it!

What would I say? I've just been shown up

by an art historian who never had a criminology lesson?

You're not getting that?

It's the forensic pathologist.

He's finished Jacques Etiemble's autopsy.

See? I'm hiding nothing.

Apparently he found a paper in her throat.

Open it, please.

"Dirty hyena"?

The Hyena!

Nickname of the insane woman in the portraits.

But Jacques Etiemble embodied gambling addiction.

Why would Emilie Bazin have signed his murder as Envy?

No one who knew the Portraits well would make that mistake.

Your or I wouldn't. Emilie Bazin certainly wouldn't.

She's mad. Could she have got it wrong?

No, contrary to expectations, schizophrenics are quite together.

She knows Géricault's work by heart.

Yes, the ideal culprit.

She had a motive, access to the Louvre offices,

an obsession with the Portraits, and her illness

made her potentially dangerous.

You know what this means.

All it must have taken to lead us to her?

Whoever did it is an expert manipulator.

But not a Géricault expert.

He used his resources to accuse her.

OK. So someone used her? He planned it all?

He was Emilie Bazin on social networks...

He dressed as her at La Salpétrière.

It's all fabricated, from A to Z. Is that it?

With a wig and a coat, it could be anyone.

Géricault was just for show.

- Emilie too. - Start with her.

The killer knows her well. They must have talked.

So question her in hospital.

She's under sedation. Tomorrow morning.

Shit!

I'll get to work profiling another killer.

Well I've done my duty. I'll be off.

What do you mean?

What do YOU mean?

You think I'd help you go back to Crime Squad after what you did?

What do you take me for?

- What exactly is going on? - Nothing!

Oh, well done!

That's very professional, letting your colleague down in mid-case!

Sorry! I didn't realize I was your colleague!

Is lying to a colleague professional?

You're petty.

I'm petty!? That's good to know!

You know what you are?

I don't want to see you again.

And I'm never, ever coming back.

Is that clear?

Florence!

Don't try to make me stay.

I don't care if you stay or not.

What do you want, then?

When did you know Captain Verlay wanted to go?

Yesterday. Why?

Great. So you slept with me out of frustration?

Pardon?

Listen to me, Florence.

I want to see you again. To me it's more than a one-night stand.

But if you call, call for me, not to make you forget someone else.

Well done. You lose your partner when you're back to square one.

Any more good ideas?

The case isn't about Géricault now.

I can manage without her.

Pierre Chassagne is here for your lesson.

I haven't time.

Don't try it, Antoine! You haven't left yet.

Carry on with your training.

You can hardly fire the father too!

Well done! I don't know how you managed it, but well done!

I was totally wrong about you.

What are you on about?

My daughter!

You fired her from OCBC and now you're off to Crime Squad.

That's terrific!

Don't look so glum. Crime Squad has far more of a ring to it.

Can we talk about something else? What have you brought?

This is a guitar by Juan Gris.

I brought it to inspire your interest.

Hang on, this is a guitar?

Leave it. Anyway, you won't be needing that now.

You're sure my daughter won't be returning to OCBC?

No, I think she should... she should take a step back.

A step back...

that's wonderful!

A step back!

Yes, a step back.

Terrific!

Constructing a frame-up like this requires a high degree of perversity.

He loves it, he gets off on it.

The sort of guy who'd make a great neighbour.

He could well be your neighbour.

He's socially well integrated, intelligent.

He may not have a criminal record.

Most perverts have responsible jobs.

I was thinking that.

But not many bosses suddenly kill three people!

If given the chance, he could do it unscrupulously.

He has no moral barrier, no sense of guilt.

OK, but how do I find him?

All I can tell you is, most of them have a solitary childhood,

an abusive mother

and an absent father.

Hang on... The father...

It's what Emilie Bazin said about Jacques Etiemble.

Jacques Etiemble is the father!

He had to pay! You don't abandon your child!

You don't abandon your child!

That's what I did.

I abandoned my child.

You couldn't help it.

He was the fruit of your affair with your uncle's wife.

Alexandrine.

I couldn't forget the harm I'd caused. It nearly drove me mad.

So you painted The Raft of the Medusa.

My own life was a shipwreck.

I shaved my head, locked myself away in my studio for months.

I had abandoned my son

like the captain

with his raft.

FATHER - RAFT

Father-figure on Raft of the Medusa

This reference to Ugolino eating his own children

allowed Géricault to evoke cannibalism.

Didn't he also want to evoke

the figure of an unworthy father?

Pardon?

A father who didn't protect his child...

Doesn't this echo his own son, whom Géricault abandoned?

No. I don't think so.

I'm wary of psychologizing theories that claim to explain everything

through the artists' lives.

Any more questions?

You must know the person who has accused you.

Can't you see who it could be?

No.

Everyone will always take me for a madwoman, anyway.

I'll always scare people.

That'll never change, will it?

You're the only one who can help me.

What did you mean about Mr Etiemble? He had to pay for what?

I don't know.

I'm tired, I don't remember.

You said you don't abandon your child. Did he hurt his son?

Mrs Bazin?

I spoke with someone.

Where? Here?

In a clinic.

It was a lady.

She spoke about Mr Etiemble. She hated him.

What's her name?

Anne.

Her name was Anne.

She was in a wheelchair.

What did she tell you?

I'm tired.

Mrs Bazin...

Emilie, please...!

Sorry, the sedative has kicked in. There's no point now.

Yes, it's strange.

He doesn't even try to argue.

As if he were protecting himself.

Florence...

Dad?

I want a word.

Excuse me a second.

I found us a new research project...

Are you still on that case?

I thought you were stepping back.

Stepping back?

- And you encourage her! - Dad...

- You're a historian! - Get off my case!

You're still after that policeman?

You want to ruin your career? Like Géricault?

- What?! - Yes, Géricault.

If he hadn't fallen for this courtesan,

he wouldn't haven't ruined his health and his career.

You'll end up like him.

"Mr Jacques Etiemble"?

What's this?

I don't know. I borrowed the book from Delphine's office.

- Listen... - Stop!

When did you borrow it?

The day she died.

So it stayed here.

That means it's the only thing from Delphine Etiemble's office

that the police didn't check.

Could I have some gloves, please?

Yes, Mrs Bazin stayed with us just over a year ago.

Could you see if you also had a patient named Anne?

- Anne? - Yes.

I can print a list of all the Annes we have.

Very good, thank you.

Does Dr Delessert work here?

He's our lung specialist. Surgery on Thursday afternoons.

And my list...?

It's me, Alex. Call me back, I may be onto something.

Florence, you really think...

You know Anne Montigny? 8 allée des Marronniers, St Maurice?

No.

"Jacques...

I finally found the courage to write to you.

It's been 34 years since you abandoned me and our son.

I'd given up looking for you

but chance, or providence has made our paths cross again.

I didn't think these old wounds would make me suffer so.

I just want you to know that I hate you with all my soul

and hope that yours will soon burn in hell.

And your family too. Anne Montigny"

"and hope that yours will soon burn in hell.

And your family too. Anne Montigny."

What violence!

Charming person.

You think it was her?

I have to call Captain Verlay. Thanks, Dad.

Come on, answer, Captain!

Oh... come on!

Excuse me.

So you say you met Emilie Bazin at Bellevue Clinic?

Yes.

She put me in touch with the Friends of Géricault.

We stayed in contact, more or less.

It's obvious. I couldn't believe she could be my attacker.

It seems so unreal.

It's my mother.

She's come from the day clinic.

Hello.

Thank you, gentlemen.

This is Captain Verlay, Mother.

Mrs Delessert.

Montigny. Anne Montigny.

He's here to talk about Emilie Bazin. You remember her?

She stayed at the clinic with you.

You know Jacques Etiemble?

Etiemble... Jacques...

- Jacques... - Are you all right?

He's a bad man. Bad. Bad!

He abandoned our child.

Please!

Come, Mrs Montigny.

He'll pay, one way or another!

I don't know what's wrong.

He has to pay... He has to pay!

Hello.

Hello.

I'm Dr Delessert.

What was that about?

I don't know. We began to chat about the Louvre.

The Louvre?

She knows someone who worked with me there.

I don't understand.

She said he'd abandoned her child.

He's a bad man! He's a monster!!

Calm down, Mother!

Stop her from getting up. I'll get her medicine.

- Gently... - He's a monster!

Please, she'll hurt herself!

Slow down.

He has to pay... He'll pay!

Don't worry, Mother. It's all right.

Nobody will hurt you now.

Fabien?

Who's that?

Is there anyone there?

It's OK, it must be the postman. Stay there!

Commander?

Yes, Madame Chassagne.

Come quick.

Captain Verlay is in the murderer's house.

Where are you?

8 allée des Marronniers.

Repeat: 8 allée des Marronniers, Saint Maurice.

But hurry, I'm scared for him!

I don't understand. Did you go together?

No. There's no time to explain!

Get a move on!

OK. But stay where you are.

OK, I won't move, I'll wait for you. But hurry up.

We've got plenty of time.

The bloody knife in the cemetery was you?

With surgical precision.

Help. Help!

This gets you hard!

Pardon?

Using people like puppets.

Why didn't you kill them quicker instead of all this crap?

When Etiemble left us for that woman, my mother went mad.

He made us suffer for 34 years, destroyed our family.

It would have been a shame to kill them quickly.

This "perfect" family had to be

gradually ripped apart in turn.

Why do you and Dad lie?

Lie about what?

This! And I know you have a file on him, for your divorce!

Why did you adopt me?

You don't care about me.

I needed to see them suffer.

It was much more satisfying.

You know what?

Actually, I regret killing them so soon.

I miss it.

What about Arthur Etiemble?

He'll appreciate

the delightful lot of children who have no family.

I've seen some fruitcakes but you take the biscuit.

I'll take that as a compliment.

No!

I'm sorry but I must erase all traces of your passage here.

Beginning with you.

No!

Don't move and I won't harm you.

Delessert!

I know you're there!

What are you doing?

Leave her alone!

Don't come any closer.

Fabien...

Stay where you are!

You'll regret it!

Police, nobody move!

Kneel. Hands on your head.

Go on!

What have you done, Fabien?

Mother...

What have you done?

I did it for you.

It was for you.

Just like your father.

Always giving me a hard time!

No!

Maybe you need a hand.

Don't move. This is going to sting.

One, two...

- Shit! - Hush!

The sucker fish has one last task to perform.

Move your hand away. Ready...

I'm not touching you.

There we are.

Good luck in Crime Squad, Captain.

Really.

- Look, Madame Chassagne... - No, no.

I know what you're going to say.

You can't go because I just saved your life.

Right?

More or less.

That'd be stupid.

You're made for Crime Squad. You'll feel better there.

Go on.

You deserve it.

Madame Chassagne.

- Verlay. - Madame Prosecutor.

Commander Guérini, your new boss.

Delighted.

Madame Chassagne, art historian.

She's...

She's my partner.

Well, ex-partner.

But if Crime Squad needs me, I'd be glad to help.

You never know!

Very kind of you, miss.

But I don't think so.

We have proper teams, we don't play at riddles.

Coming, Verlay? We need to talk.

What did you just say, mush?

Verlay...

Leave it, ma'am.

Captain Verlay has a right to like her riddles.

You know where you can stick your riddles?

Captain, it doesn't matter in the least.

Yes it does!

Her riddles saved my life!

Antoine...

Calm down.

I'm very, very calm.

I get this feeling you're a dickhead. Am I right?

You realize what I did to get you a transfer?

I'm not taking this guy.

Do with him what you will. Come, Guérini.

- I knew it was a bad idea. - Maybe you were right.

I've known people shoot themselves in the foot.

But you set the bar pretty high.

Captain Verlay?

As you were looking at a painting, I had my doubts.

No, it's your father. He's given me homework.

I'm supposed to see something on the left. But what?

Do you see anything? Apart from the bed. I can see that.

Don't those pillows with the two pointed ends look weird?

Take a look.

What do they remind you of in this context?

Pillows.

And the red cloth there with this slit

plunging into darkness.

No... Really, I don't know.

You do. Look.

To the right is a couple

and to the left

is the object of their desire.

Nothing. But it means everything.

Oh yeah.

Excuse me.

Yeah, right...

Well?

So you're telling me that is...

I knew it. Don't bring kids to the museum!

- No, you can't say that. - You can!

And now that's all I can see!

What do I do now if I want to bring my kids to the museum?

Do you often go to the museum with your kids?

That's not the issue.

If I wanted to, what would I do?

Tell them it's just a man helping a lady close a door?

You don't have to understand art to appreciate it.

- Yes, seen from that angle. - Yes!

You for instance.

I'll never understand you

but may one day come to appreciate you.

Here we go again!

Subtitles: ECLAIR