All language subtitles for HPI.S02E06.S for Italy [eng]

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Uh your brother's not here?

He's good.

Ah?

I'm sorry, but put yourself in my shoes;

I wake up in an unknown place;

A closed door, I open it;

How was I to know you and your
hairy butt were hiding in there?

Hiding? I wasn't hiding, I
was taking a shower, Ok?

Usually when we do that, we're naked.

It was you who asked to sleep here.

Asked you?

The new owner calling the police
to remove you, you don't remember?

Your neighbor calling me at 2 a.m.
to get you out of trouble, that either?

Henri?
-Yes, Henri.

And my ficus?

You know what shape my ficus is in?
-Oh, must you shout?

I saw everything! I know what I saw!

Oh yes, yes, I know, I remember your ficus.

It was very pricey and nice.

Morgane,

when you're not home,

one knocks before entering a bathroom!

Yeah, it's Okay, I didn't see much.

Oh, on the other hand,

we know about that mole on your groin.

I think you should see
someone about that, it's really big.

Good morning. Ah!

Hello Gilles!

-Give me the picture.
-Yeah. Give me the picture.

Yeah. The victim is
a man in his 20s,

An Ophelie Belli,

the owner of the house, returned
this morning and found the body.

A name?

No. No ID, no mobile.

For now he's a mystery.

[S, IS FOR ITALY]

Good morning, madame.
-Good morning.

Commander.
-Hello Stephane.

I'm Cmdr. Karadec.
-Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you. Do you know the victim?

No, I was bringing in my bin and
I found him there on the ground.

I've never seen him before.

Might he be staying with
someone in the neighborhood?

No
Gilles, are you going to

sulk forever?
-I don't know.

But with your 160 IQ,
you'll figure it out in no time.

-What time was it?
-I'm not sure, but I was

focused on the trash bin,
I didn't look at the time.

Stephane will take your statement.

Thank you, madame. Goodbye.

Goodbye.

Thanks.

Quiet area,

no CCTV,

perfect for dumping a body.

Mm hmm.

A violent
blow to the back of the head;

Fatal head trauma.

Time of death, tentatively late last night.

Ok, yeah.
-The homeowner heard a car

around 3 a.m.

The killer could have left
the body around that time.

Now the important question is identification.

Bonnemain, you'll run everything?

Run prints and DNA?

- Yeah.
- Thanks.

A good bet that he was a senior executive.

A head-man, someone in finance.

Yeah, makes sense; White
shirt, jacket, party clothes,

we're talking your area, eh?

Come on, there's the musculature.

He could be in high-level sports, or a model.

Hello? Any help?

No, nothing's coming, I'm blocked.

Really blocked!

A photo would be better than this B.S.

This is really hard.

-Right, well, no sweat under the arms.
-Mm-hmm.

I imagine he gets changed after work.

So these aren't his work clothes. There, I'm out.

But especially since the
cuff of the right sleeve is open,

but the left is fastened.

As if he got his wrist
stamped at a bar or nightclub.

-Nothing there. It's all in your mind.

-Except, it's stamped on
his wrist with invisible ink.

Sorry, would you lend me your lamp?

Because I imagine that's what's
done now in trendy places, but hey!

To find out you'd have to go out.
-Uh, yeah

It's invisible ink that only
shows up under blue light.

So if it's not there

Ha!

"ART 59." It's an art gallery.

Yes. I saw him yesterday.

We had a product launch,
a new line of luxury bags,

he was the boyfriend of an
influencer who often comes to events.

She was showing off because
she met him 3 months ago,

He was an airline pilot.

Rich, sexy; Just her type.

Do you have his name?
-Him I don't, but

Vera will.

It's just a nickname; "Vera In...

Wonderland." Look.

Ooooh!

Handsome airline pilot!

They seem to get along, eh?

On social networks, yes, but in real life

What makes you say that?

Yesterday, during the party,

I went to get some champagne from the storeroom,

and he entered the room 30 seconds after me.

He pretended to be looking for the toilet, but

it was clear why he was
there, if you know what I mean.

Was he the type who'd
jump on anything that moves?

He was handsome and he knew it.

The victim's girlfriend is Vera Borgman.

I tried to reach her, but her phone is off.

But I found a video of her and her boyfriend,

from a gallery security
camera, I'll send it to you.

Okay.

After that, I lose them.

There was water in the gas tank.

Anything new on the identity of the pilot?

Not yet, but I've sent an alert to

all the airlines that fly into Lille.

We should get a fix on him soon.

Good job, thank you, Daphne.

Thank you!

See you soon.

Let's go, Morgane.

Morgane?

About what happened this morning

We took time to learn

how to work together,

I don't want this incident to ruin everything.

Oh fuck, this isn't happening!

What's the matter?

You're preventing me from thinking,
Karadec, that's what's the matter.

Every time I try to concentrate

I see you naked.

Oh, that's just great!

You violated my privacy and
you're the one traumatized,

but it's 'my world' being turned upside down!

I have a photographic memory, Karadec; Ok?

I didn't want it. You're embedded in my brain

until the day I die, you know?

It's not my fault you never learned how to knock.

He was color blind!

Karadec, our stiff was colorblind!

Remember his socks? Mismatched;

One had red stripes

and one had green stripes.

A guy who cares so much about his outfit

wouldn't miss that kind of detail.

In the gallery, the signs for

the storeroom and the toilets

were orange and green.

Thus, he didn't follow the gallery owner

to flirt with her in the toilet,

he went to the wrong door,

he mixed up the colors!

He couldn't fly, then; He'd
never pass the medical exam.

He was a paper airline pilot.

It was a lie for his girlfriend.

Yeah, he had a grease stain on his pants.

The kind typical of a bicycle derailleur.

And a lot of small change in his pockets,

like he was earning tips all day.

But no, in my opinion he wasn't an airline pilot,

but rather a delivery guy.
-For who?

I don't know. But I imagine
the napkin he gave his girlfriend

must have come from a restaurant he worked for.

Ah, "blind test"!

What does this smell remind you of?
-The sea; Shellfish; Shrimp.

Yes, Karadec, it starts with an "H"

"H", as in?
-"Homard."

Yeah! Lobster!

But it doesn't fit at all
with their rotten napkin.

This shitty paper doesn't
say 'lobster restaurant.'

Yeah, so how about lobster "fast food"?

It's a thing, right?

-It's Marvin.
-Last name?

Lacroix. He's my husband's nephew.

I'm sorry.

He worked here?
-Yes.

-For a long time?
-For...

a year?
-Mm-hmm.

He was with my sister in
Guadeloupe when she died.

He came here and I took him in.

He wanted a job,

so we took him on as a delivery man.

He's a good guy,

reliable, hardworking

An avocado, and a Cheezy!

Here he was_
I'll take one too!

Excuse me.

I want the one with the orange sauce, there.

-A Cheezy?
-That's it. A Cheezy.

It's an opportunity, I want to try it.

We're looking for his girlfriend,

a certain Vera Borgman.

You know her?

No.

I didn't even know he had a girlfriend.
-Mmm-mm.

According to our information,
he claimed to be an airline pilot.

Cheezy and Avocado, who's it for?

Yes!
Ah!

Marvin wasn't a liar,

are you sure of what you're saying?

His address, please?

Yes, it's

Can I pay you?
It'll be 12.50.

Oh yeah? It's not cheap, frozen lobster.

Thank you sir.

My condolences.

- It's not approving it.
- Alvaro?

I'm coming!

Yeah, I don't know why it won't
work, must be demagnetized.

Ok, know what? It's easier if
you send the bill to the DIPJ in Lille,

attention Cmdr. Karadec, eh?
Get the address from the Internet.

Yes.

-Thank you.
-Ok.

Thank you sir.

Yeah, this isn't really a pilot's pad.

Oh, no, actually.

Vera Borgman hasn't posted
on social media since yesterday,

and hasn't used her mobile.

Looks like she's hiding.

What I don't understand
is that on her profile, the girl

never post a picture of herself

without an expensive cocktail.

How could Marvin keep up with her financially

on a delivery man's salary?

-Good question, Morgane.
-Ah, well, thank you.

There's sand here.

Was he coming back from a beach party?

Morgane?

Don't touch anything until
"Tech Services" gets here; Ok?

Yeah, not until 'Tech Services'

Thank you.

Oh fuck, Karadec!

Listen, Mrs. Koltes,

we traced this watch to
you using its serial number.

Is it yours?
-Yes.

What is it doing here?

We found it in the home of this individual;

Do you recognize his face?

Does it say anything to you?

Yes, he's from the gas company,

he came to read my meter a few weeks ago.

Marvin Lacroix has never
worked for the gas company,

he broke into your home to rob you.

Your insurance was unaware of your missing watch,

why didn't you report it?

I hadn't noticed it was missing,

I keep it in a drawer, I
haven't seen it in years.

A watch of this value?

It's my son's.

He died 2 years ago.

I don't like seeing it, it brings back memories.

Have other precious objects
disappeared from your home since?

No.

No, but I can check.

-If you don't mind.
-Gilles!

Come see.

Man, she kills me.

Hey, psst!

Hey, what are you saying?

Nothing, it's only for if
you work in the service.

Seriously, are you going to be sulky all week?

Uh, yeah! Yeah!

No one read that article except you!

Hey;

Don't I know you?

No, no, I don't think so.

But aren't you the supercop of Lille,

who solves all the cases?

Come on; Of course!

Thank you, madame. We'll call you back.

David?

Right, well, she read it.

Yeah.Obviously.

He stole the watch, and the rest too.

Well I have a theory_

Morgane, I don't have
time today for your theories,

because we've found Vera Borgman.

Yeah!

An influencer who hasn't

posted anything in 24 hours,

there aren'tNope! 36 options.

Either she's dead,

or she's in digital detox.

I searched her history, and exactly 1 year ago,

she was doing a zero-technology
retreat at a monastery in Denan.

I called, she's there.

-She's there.
-She's there.

Nice!

Great job.

Great job.

-Great job.
-Great job.

No, seriously, you're 5 year olds.

Ms. Borgman.

You are in custody for the
murder of Marvin Lacroix.

-Sit down, please.
-Mmm-mmm.

What?

She took a vow of silence.

If she speaks, she breaks
the circle of consciousness.

The what?

The circle of consciousness.

Are you kidding me?

Given your record, I wouldn't play that.

I Am Innocent!!

Marvin had been lying to you for months.

Witnesses have seen you. A video shows

your argument before his death.

You really want to keep quiet?

I would like to speak to a lawyer, please.

Hey, Jerome, what's going on, huh?

I don't have any more money, I haven't been paid.

Is Accounting on vacation?

It must be because of your work
stoppage.

Eight weeks is a long time for someone

as essential as you.

Ok fine, so it means if we
don't come, we don't get paid?

I'm not a civil servant?

I was dumped by my boyfriend,

I needed leave, don't the police plan for that?

No!

Urgh!!

We won't get anything from Vera Borgman tonight,

We'll resume tomorrow with her lawyer present.

Ok. Come on, can we go? I'm exhausted

and I can't take it anymore.

What do you mean, "we"?

Didn't we say that I was
sleeping at your house tonight?

No, I don't think so.

Oh really?
-No.

Oh good.

Besides, Roxane is coming over later to sleep

eat, the two of us, at home, so

Except if you have nowhere else.
-No!

Lots of options, uh

lots of options, so

Ok.
-No problem.

Good, good, great.

See you tomorrow.
-Yes!

Good night, Jerome.

Good night, Commander.

Hey, 'whadaya' know, roommate?

Tell me, is there a way I
could crash on your couch?

Okay

It has the advantage of being clear.

Tell me, Jerome

I live with my mother. It's
small, there's no guest room.

Ok.

Henri!

It's good, because_

Yes? It's good, because
Yes? I was wondering

l was wonderin.

Morgane, this is a bad time.

I'm going to see my mother.

Your mother? Henri-

she's still alive?

Yes. Actually, no. She just died.

The hospital called me,

I go.

Ah, shit, so sudden, yeah

Er, how?

Accident. Car.

I said to her; "Mom, call Uncle Jules,

after 100 we don't drive anymore."

But she she she had the head of mule.

I'm sorry, Henri. I

Yes-No, was there something I can do for you?

No, er, no, no! Henri, go see your mother!

It's the last-er, yes You know what I mean.

Otherwise, you'll tell me.
-No, no

I'll figure it out.

Hey, hi honey! It's me, how are you?

Hi, mom, where are
you? Your camera isn't working.

I'm at a hotel. Wi-Fi sucks, so I

It's better without video.

In a hotel? Cool! Do you have a big bed?

Seriously! When I came back to the room,

there was a towel laid out shaped like a swan.

And there are lights in all the
closets. It's not insane, is it?

Classy. Can I come tomorrow?

No, it's not ideal because
they start work tomorrow.

It's gonna be a mess.

But see you soon.

Tell me

Are Elliot and Ludo there?

They're already in bed.

- Turn off that Tv!
- It's not done!

Honey,
I'll call you back.

Wait-Sweetie, it's room
service, I have to get it.

You mustn't stay here, lady!

- Okay.
-Kisses.

Yes, yes, it's fine! It's fine!

I'm moving.

The nerve of hotels, I swear!

I reserve, I pay, I show up at the counter,

the guy said to me; "Uh, well, we're overbooked,

we don't have a room."

What kind of world do we live in?

There are so many shameless people.

Huh! It's absurd!

Anyway, thanks a lot for helping me out because,

I won't hide it, I was a bit in the shit.

I promise; Tomorrow, I disappear.

It needs a little

It doesn't matter.

I tell you what I'm gonna do, I'll shoot them one

one of those comments
myself, and a memorable note.

I'm not a cash cow.

Overbooked.

I don't give a damn about overbooking.

I swear.

It's all right, right? That's enough?

Yeah, first-class.

I want some too, actually. Ketchup. Please.

Here.

It's delicious, but it's bland.

Can you pass me the ketchup please?

Thank you.

Mmm!

It brings out the flavors.

There you go!

Enjoy your meals, uh?

Did I do something to upset him?

He's cute when he gets angry.

We haven't closed the deal!

Come on; Cheers!

Ha, ha, ha

Ha, ha

Ohhh

We have 15 minutes.

Twenty.

Hey Kara, are you sleeping?

Ssh!

We play dead. She's going to leave.

I knew you weren't sleeping!

Oh no, no, this can't be happening, get out.

I just thought of something about
the victim we missed completely.

Marvin isn't a thief!

The items found in his home

weren't stolen to give to his girlfriend,

they were given to him!

For example; The sunglasses.

The influencer did a promo video

for them 3 weeks ago,

then she gave them to him!

And then there's the watch;

The gallery owner said she kept it at

the bottom of a drawer for years.

Yeah, but the watch runs great;

She had changed the battery

before giving it to Marvin.

That's why she didn't file a complaint!

The best part is the wad of money, the money.

I don't know if you're aware

Put down my pants!
-Wait, I'll show you.

Look.

There! I'm getting in,

Move over. Make room for me.

Look.

You see there?

That is

the serial number of the bill.

The first numeral indicates

the issuing country.

So for example, "X" is Germany.

"U", France.

Don't ask me why those
letters with those countries,

it's weird, but that's how it is.

The bills get circulated, okay?

But the really weird thing
is that in Marvin's room,

3/4 of the tickets start with the same letter.

An "S."

That means they came from?

You always like this in the morning?

Slovenia?

But, if you were listening I told you the letter

has nothing to do with the name of the country.

"S" is for

Italy!

And who have we just met

who appears to make a
lot of round trips to Italy?

Karadec!

No, I've never seen him before.

Ophelia Belli! The chick who found the body.

That makes three chicks that
have no connection to each other,

who either gave overpriced
gifts or lots of moolah

to our 25-year-old hunk.

And all lied about the info at
the time of the investigation.

So in my opinion, the Marvin didn't just deliver,

if you see what I mean.

He was an escort!

There you go! It was worth waking up to.

Can I hit you up for 20? Card
problem. But I'll pay you back.

Shall I make you an omelet?

I met him on an escort site.

I paid to see him, but

it wasn't sexual between us.

We used to do it

in my garden, in the kitchen

in the pool, too!

I saw him when I wanted.

It was more like

a nice friendly relationship.

He accompanied me to my
events without being jealous.

I just had to pay him �200 an hour. Cheap.

We went to restaurants

went for walks

We'd screw for hours.

With 75,000 followers I
can't afford to get dumped,

with Marvin I felt like I was in control.

I started getting jealous of other women.

I didn't see it coming.

It was then I realized I was getting attached.

It's been 10 days since we last saw each other.

Last week,

he showed up with bruises on his face.

He told me that he was
beaten up by another escort.

We were dancing at the Latina Caf�,

I don't know, I didn't
understand it, a guy came in

and jumped on him for no reason

I'm sure he was assaulted.

He was ready to kill him.

He was supposed to come
to my house last night, late.

When he didn't come, I texted him.

He replied asking me for my address.

Yesterday, after the
party, I told him how I felt.

He replied that I was just a client to him.

I was

so humiliated.

It seemed strange to me.

Especially since

he knew the house perfectly well.

I made a big scene.

Yes, it was a little violent.

But I didn't kill him.

He left right after!

It must have been his killer
wanting to get rid of the body,

and blame me.

We'll check the alibis for Marvin's clients.

They say he was recently
assaulted by another escort.

Suspect description?
-Caucasian, brunette, thirties.

Super fit according to the influencer,

he won't get far.

There are dozens of them in Lille.

It'll take days.

You have to make do. I would question number

12,

24,

and 36.

If not, we can go straight to the hunting ground.

What do you mean?
-Marvin got mugged

at the Latina Caf�.

It's an escort landmark.

So I was was thinking I could go take a look.

Wait.

We both go and pretend to be potential customers.

That's good, right?

Your plan is to go have cocktails and

accost good-looking brunette guys?

Why not?

It's a great plan!

Hey; "La-dies night"!

I'll take it, thanks.

You need an approach strategy.

Yeah. I'm an anthropology
student preparing a thesis on

Wooo Hooo!

It's my turn!

A thesis on shamanic divination
in South America. That's my cover.

Whoa, that's sharp!
-What's this about a thesis?

In this case, I will be a business

lawyer working on a sensitive case

and has come to decompress.

Ok, I understand. What's my cover?

You keep an eye on the table.

Wait, we went out for "ladies night,"

you're not going to be sulky!

I don't know, Morgane.

Who made you join the police?

Who covers for your bullshit morning 'til night?

Who put you up for 2 months?

It was all me! And you,

you criticize my squad in the press.

No, that's not nice!

She's so short-tempered.

Morgane, have you ever tried to apologize?

Occasionally, that works.

Sorry!

I know you're pissed off about the article!

But you also betrayed me!
-Me? Betray? Ha!

Absolutely! You had everyone befriend Roxane

when I was depressed!

She tried to kick me out!

You want to talk about the times

I fought for you?

Ha! Fought? Fought, my
ass! I got reinstated on my own!

Besides, you forced me to do a stupid internship.

Stupid internship? Show me
where you ever played the game!

Good evening! It sounds
tense here, why not relax a little?

A little privacy!
-We're talking!

Avocado, and the Cheezy.

He worked with Marvin!

Stop him!!

Fuck!

It's good, I've got him!

Well,

that's great teamwork, Morgane.

-Hello David, how are you?
-Hello, Hello David, Commander. How are you?

Hello, Thanks. Commander.
-Thanks.

Sacha?
-Yes.

Why did you attack Marvin at Cafe Latina?

The woman who accompanied him recognized you.

We also found your escort profile.

How long have you been doing this?

Did you tell Marvin about it?

Yeah, I was friends with Marvin.

I had told him that I was
an escort some evenings.

At first,

it made him uncomfortable.

And 3 months ago

he wanted to make some money,

so I introduced him to girls.

And that bastard siphoned off my clientele.

Is that why the fight, he stole your clients?

A matter of respect.

You have to mark your territory, or you're dead.

Like Marvin.

But it wasn't enough. 10 days later, you had

a rematch?

I had no reason to kill him. When we fought

he told me he was going to hang it up.

He told you that?

He told you why?
-No.

And I didn't ask.

Where were you the night of the murder?

Uh, with a client.

I imagine if you don't tell
her husband, she'll testify.

-Morgane? Have you seen the time?
-Ludo

I know. I wanted to tell you

Morgane! It's 1 am. The children are in bed,

and I have a big day tomorrow.

I wanted to apologize.

Apologize and tell you

I wasn't up to it,

and I care about you. That's it.

I care for you.

Maybe not as you would like, but

I care for you. There.

Morgane.

It's still a little early to forgive you, but

I'm working on it.

See you Friday, I'll bring
the children over, all right?

Yes.

Oh, I don't believe it.

The prefecture closed my hotel

due to a bedbug infestation.

My life really sucks, it never changes!

I put this aside for you.

That's really nice,

Thank you!

I'm starving!

I love bolognaise!
-It's arrabiata.

'Or the'?
-Arrabiata.

Okay. And Roxane, isn't she here?

No, she's with friends.

Oh good.

And our escort, what did he give up?

It's not him. He has an alibi.

Oh shit!

It's stupid.

You actually brush for three minutes?

Mm-hmm.

Every day?

Mm-hmm.

Well, speak.

According to his colleague,

Marvin Lacroix had been
a prostitute for 3 months.

But he planned to quit, soon.

But he planned Mmm. To quit, soon.

His room had the ambience of

cockroaches and holey underpants.

If he was an escort to get rich,

he would have paid for stuff.

He wouldn't have kept his
money in a punching bag,

it makes no sense.

He had a plan.

But what?

0-0-0. In his room,

there was a big suitcase
with the code 000, as if it were

brand new, that he hadn't touched it yet.

He had planned to leave.
-Yes!

Wow, there
-We make a good team.

Yeah, honestly, we do.

This time, you're not naked!

What're you doing there, Karadec?

I'm scrubbing my tongue.

-What?
-You wash your tongue?

Yeah, for

for oral hygiene.

Do you have projects or

I'll have Daphne check the airlines_
-Yes. Yes!

Do you know where you're sleeping tomorrow night?

Roxane's at her place.

Oh yeah? No, but I'll find something.

Great. I can loan you some money.

No! I have a Plan B, so

no worries.
-Ok. Great.

Good night, Morgane.
-Yes, good night.

-Remember to turn off
-No, no, of course

Meh.

You were right.

2 weeks ago, Marvin Lacroix booked

a one-way ticket from Paris to Guadeloupe.

He paid cash.

Departure scheduled for tomorrow.

I don't understand.

The guy books his ticket really early

and selects a rotten seat in the middle.

Nobody takes that when there are good choices.

Unless

he's not alone.

The adjoining seat

was booked too.
-There! So, another question;

Why is the guy sitting by the toilet?

Two options; Either he caught cystitis,

always possible in the escort
field, part of the business risk.

Or he was traveling with
someone who has pressing needs

of the female type.

Pregnant!

I would rather opt for the second version,

it explains why the guy
started escorting 3 months ago.

He needed money because he was gonna be a daddy.

Call the airlines, please.
Yeah.

Find out who this woman is.

For punishment,

I already know who the mom is.

Hee hee hee!

Hey, I wanted to ask you, does it work for you,

the anti-nausea bracelet?

Because it didn't work for me, nothing.

On the other hand, these sourballs,

I ate them at the start of each pregnancy,

I'd eat them all day until
I couldn't eat any more.

Unbeatable!

You're knocked up, right?

And the father, it's Marvin.

Not here, please.

Marvin and I never saw it coming.

When he came to Lille,

Guillaume proposed we put him
up while he looked for an apartment.

At first he annoyed me, but gradually

We did everything to resist
it, but it was stronger than us.

You fell in love.

I get pregnant every time I fall in love.

The baby wasn't planned,

at first I didn't want to keep it, I
didn't see how it was possible.

Without Guillaume, we'd have no jobs.

But Marvin knew money was a problem,

and started working odd jobs at night,

and borrowed money from a friend.

I started to think it was possible.

He'd have done anything to save.

Did your partner know you were going to leave?

No.

But he's been weird lately.

The day before yesterday, he came
home and hugged me really tight.

He was not well.

He was afraid of losing me.

You think he killed Marvin?

I had a feeling, yeah.

Ines avoided my gaze at the restaurant.

She avoided me when I tried to kiss her.

I thought it would pass,
that if she was lying to me,

it was because she still cared about me.

I was afraid if I confronted
her, I would lose her.

And did you confront Marvin?

No!

You knew he was with your woman.

I felt it was obvious that something was up.

So I

I looked at his bike's GPS.

His bike has GPS?

See, some of the delivery bikes
at the restaurant were stolen,

so I put trackers on them.

I was able to follow Marvin.

I saw he was going to my house in
the evenings, when I wasn't there.

But I swear; I swear I didn't kill him.

Can I see the app in question?

The blue dot is Marvin's bike?

Yes, that's him.

What was he doing in this lost hole?

Yeah.

Okay

It's beeping, it's beeping

-Will you stay here?
-Yeah.

Morgane?

Daphne?

Send me everything you
can find on a 'Noah Toussaint.'

'Toussaint' like tous saint, 'Noah' like Yannick.

Kick

Be here soon?
-I'm here.

Can you give me the address?

Karadec!

We found our crime scene.

The house belongs to a Noah Toussaint,

who died 2 years ago.

Look.

My gosh,

looks like Marvin's brother. Mm-hmm.

That's crazy.

Would you look at that

Is that your son Noah?

Yes.

The resemblance to
Marvin is troubling, is it not?

The house under construction was for him.

He was to live there.

After his death, I couldn't sell it.

He was my only child.

I waited for him to come back,

knocking on my door,

tell me; "Mom, they got it wrong, here I am."

Then one day you met Marvin.

The first time I saw him,

I thought it was him.

I ran after him.

It was so disturbing.

He thought I liked him.

He offered to see me again in exchange for money.

You paid to see him again,

pretending he's your son?

Have you ever lost someone, Commander?

If you could spend a few hours

with this person,

even knowing that it's a lie,

would you resist?

What happened the night
of the murder, Mrs. Koltes?

Three days ago,

he told me by text that he was leaving.

Just like that,

without explanation.

I didn't understand.

I insisted that we see each other one last time.

I was thinking

that if I offered him Noah's house,

he would change his mind.

He refused my gift.

He told me we wouldn't see each other again.

He started

to go.

You took the shovel.

I couldn't let him abandon me.

I hit him, I hit him, I hit him!

I didn't want him to go

I don't know what happened to me.

Hey! "Big up the team!"

How we managed!

No, but honestly,

between Daphne, who found
Vera all the way at an ashram,

C�line, who made a tackle worthy of the Rugby XV,

and Gilles, who made

probably a bunch of stuff

we're a tough fucking team! Eh? Come on!

'All for one'?

Come on, Gilles.

'One for all'!
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

Well, see, it's good you say that,

because I have a problem with my Carte Bleue.

It would help me out if one
of you could give me �200.

Morgane, don't take advantage.

Good evening, Henry.

I told myself

you might need some comfort,

it might be nice to bring you your favorite dish.

Veal blanquette?

Veal blanquette. I didn't make it, it's better.

Thank you, Morgane.

How are you? Holding up?

Yes. I have cousins who came from Marseilles.

Come in, have a drink with us.

No no no, I'll leave you with the family.

See you? Go on!

Be brave!

Hello? Morgane?

You okay?

Yes, and you?

Yes. Listen, I was in your

neighborhood, and I was wondering if we could

have dinner together tonight. Or not.

Of course, my dear! You can sleep at the house.

You're sure?

Of course! Listen, there's everything you need.

Besides, I bought a new mattress for your room,

in anticipation.

In anticipation of what?

Well listen

You know well.

I was hoping it would last
a little longer, Ludo and you,

but you tried, that's good enough.

Hello?

I found fingerprints everywhere;

The windows, the glass table,

the bathroom mirror.

And she gets crumbs
everywhere in the living room.

How does it get on the carpet, unless
she eats at night while we're asleep?

It's okay, she's gone.
You'll have some tranquility.

Besides, she talks all the time; Talks all day,

talks all night, even while brushing her teeth.

Are you available tomorrow,
for my sister's birthday?

Oh fuck.

What?

She left the ketchup open,

who does that after 12 years old?

Thank you.

Oh

I'm going to bed; You coming?

Yes. I've almost finished my report.

Okay.

At first he annoyed me

He's cute when he gets angry.

But gradually

I was getting attached.

"Be my baby" The Ronnettes-d"

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