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-The right hand on the bottom strand.

Left hand on the charm. -OK.

-You loosen the self-locking and you shoot.

- Yeah, I got it.

- Go ahead, I'm looking at you. -Come on.

Maya blows. Here we go.

-Yeah. Rock'n'roll music

Begin your descent.

Come on.

-Oh fuck !

Go ahead...

- Go ahead, again, again.

- Yeah. -Great.

-It's good ?

-Do not change anything.

- By the way, I've been offered a job.

-Congratulation. What's this ? -It's in New York.

I am offered a meeting in 3 days.

-So, are you going to leave?

-If I leave, we can't go on.

That's not what I want.

- So you're staying?

-You, what do you think?

-It's not for me to decide. I'd rather you stay

but you also have to evolve.

-I just want to know where we both are.

-Me, I'm good

with you, Maya. You are the first woman

who I've been staying with since...

-Since Lisa.

-But... -I don't want

put the pressure on you.

With the arrest of January, there is

lots of moving things and I understand.

But sometimes I feel like that we're not going anywhere.

That you live with a ghost for so long

that there is no place for me.

A phone rings.

...

-Captain?

*-We need you

for a double homicide.

An unusual case.

-Send me the address.

Dark Music

...

The engine roars.

...

The tires squeal.

Intriguing music

...

Thanks.

So, what do we have?

-A jogger found some corpses

this morning, in the tunnel.

You'll see, it's weird.

-OK.

And, uh...

And January?

-Always nothing. But I don't let go.

-I need

let it end to move on.

-I say.

We have two bodies. A man, Sylvain Diop, 35,

small strike, big locker. His fingerprints stick

with the recent robbery from a pharmacy.

-And she ?

- Her, no identification.

We dig.

-Good...

In fact, it's weird.

Get to work then!

Intriguing music

...

So !

For sir,

defense lesions on hands and arms,

multi-contusional impacts on the face and on the trunk,

as well as a clear rounded wound thoracic

compatible with an inlet of gun projectile.

This gentleman had to fight

before getting shot.

For Madame...

We do not see him, it's behind.

A cranio-encephalic wound in the middle occipital region,

i.e.

behind the neck, hence the blood,

also compatible with a projectile

gun this time

shot at short distance, touching end,

even end touching supported.

Given the anatomical location,

it looks like... an execution.

The victim knees on the ground,

downward shot.

Boom.

On the right forearm,

a plague on the way

healing 8cm long,

reminiscent

strangely another plague in the process of healing

under the scalp.

The two wounds could date about ten days.

Here it is. The rest,

after the autopsy.

Balthazar hume.

It's salt.

It's consistent.

- What is it consistent with?

I can't see anything

consistent there.

-In ancient Greece, we put coins

on the eyes to pay

the passage to the afterlife

to Charon, the nightman of the underworld.

-The what ?

- The pilot of the boat.

-Oh yeah. -The Salt Circle,

it's to fight against harmful energies.

And the tunnel is a symbol of the passage to the beyond.

You got it.

Your killer believes to the occult sciences.

In the world of the living

and the world of the dead.

Dark Music

...

Generic

...

*-Well yeah, it was there.

The guy threatened me with a gun.

He tied me up and served himself in the drawers.

Still a delinquent

who feeds junkies!

-We compared the DNAs, Mme Diop.

Sylvain robbed this pharmacy. -So what ?

Did he deserve to be knocked out? -No, we just want to know

who was your husband.

you knew him enemies?

-Obviously that he had enemies.

He was playing tough he was doing bullshit.

But he was a nice guy.

-We found his body

next to that of this woman.

Do you know her? Perhaps his accomplice.

-Marion, it was not his accomplice.

It was his medium.

-Sorry ? Its what?

-Sylvain's mother is dead Last year.

And suddenly, he was going to see Marion Girard, there,

in his office, to continue

to talk to him.

I had told him

that I didn't feel it, this chick.

Dramatic Music

...

But Sylvain, he said she was doing

return to his mother and that was enough for him.

...

-OK. Thanks a lot.

And good luck.

...

Delgado sighs.

-We screwed up.

- Considering the staging,

Diop was not than a collateral victim.

Marion Girard was targeted.

Tell Balthazar we're doing a raid tomorrow

in the cabinet of the medium at 8 o'clock.

-OK.

-Ours.

Disturbing music

- You found out who did this, bro?

-No not yet.

-It is necessary, so that my wife has answers.

It's over for me. I will come

in the world of the dead and hug my mom.

-Who told you that?

Your seer?

-Medium, rather.

An intermediary between dead and living.

-It is above all a means to extract money

to bereaved people. -That's funny of you

from someone who speaks to the dead.

-You come of my subconscious.

Of the.

Not from beyond.

Now excuse me I must hurry.

I would like to go home quickly to talk to Maya and not leave

things...

to rot.

- They are already rotten. You know very well why.

You are not anchored.

You wander between two worlds. One in which

Lise would still be alive, and the other, where you would accept

to live again.

-That's not true. -You don't know what to say to Maya.

you think about life that you would have had with Lise.

You hide behind a fantasy.

-It's ok, you're going to let me go, now ?

-I am an intermediary, a tunnel,

a passage to a world that you would never have suspected.

Intriguing music

...

Close your eyes and I will show you.

Tomorrow, when you wake up, you will understand.

...

Fracas

...

(-Eh...)

(I returned.)

Balthazar sighs.

Disturbing music

The alarm clock rings.

Ouch! Ouch!

Whore ! What is that ?

-A big word, it's a piece

in the piggy bank.

Dreamlike Music

-Who are you ? What are you doing here ?

...

Is this yours?

You don't have to put anything on the plate. Mayan?

What is this mess ? Whose are these...

How many are there?

Maya, who is it? all those kids?

- Oh, I don't have time. Stop your bullshit, Raph.

Mysterious music

...

You're going to be stuck, you know ?

...

-I am an intermediary, a tunnel,

a passage to a world that you never would have suspected.

-What is...

Lise laughs.

Oh yes, darling...

(You're suffocating me.) What is...

What do you have ?

What's wrong? - Yes, it's fine, great.

-You cry ? - No, I'm not crying.

- Yes, you are crying. -Nope.

-It was Eliott who tailed you his gastro?

- Elliot?

-Your son.

Theo's brother.

Lise laughs.

I'm not amused, Raph.

You finish, kids, huh?

Moving music

...

-You are beautiful.

...

But you are beautiful!

...

-Mom ! There's daddy crying again!

- No, I'm not crying.

- Are you going to get dressed?

You're really stuck.

-I'm delirious.

What are these clothes? Reggae Music

IAM dressed.

Do you like it like this?

-Ah! You no longer put only jogging?

- Joggers? -Yeah.

Supposedly, it lets your...

-Oh yes.

Have a good day.

...

Come on, go. Go, go!

-OK, go.

...

Children are laughing.

-Raph!

Do you forget anything? -Yes excuse me.

...

- Children!

-Oh yes. The children!

-FATHER ! Funky music

-I'm first!

...

-Good luck.

-See you soon.

...

Horn

Oh yeah.

We don't have

a second car?

-You are weird today.

-Yeah.

Uh...

Where is your school?

- Dad, we're really going to be late.

- Yeah, well... I give you 10 euros each if you guide me.

I don't have them on me.

Go on.

Work well.

Ciao, children!

It cuts the engine.

OK.

I'm still a law clerk.

This is good.

Uh... I was thrown

in a universe in which Lisa never died.

We have two children.

And I have rotten clothes.

There is necessarily a logical explanation.

Yes.

Necessarily.

So...

Is there a concussion?

Uh... Head trauma?

I fell out of bed?

I had an accident ? I sleep again ?

It's not that.

Uh...

Damn, the medium.

I have to speak to the medium.

The medium? Life is good.

His phone is vibrating.

Oh fuck. Captain, you will never believe me.

Something crazy happens to me! *-You don't care

from us?

We are waiting for you like idiots.

*- Sorry. Sorry.

I had to drop my children...

- I don't give a fuck.

We said 8 a.m. at the medium's.

Gig your ass.

-OK. Yeah, that hasn't changed.

Yeah, that's a pretty good sign.

Light music

...

-Dress properly to go out

from your IML, Gabriel.

-Uh... Raphael.

I have a complicated day.

-Great. Marion Girard

shared his office with Jacynthe Lenglet.

She is waiting for us. -OK. Just sorry...

Otherwise, uh...

How are you ?

Life, the police,

all this okay?

-I beg your pardon ?

-The question will surprise you,

but... you are married, are you divorced?

-It's totally out of place here.

- Really, I'm sorry. It happens

something crazy !

-Listen to me, Gabriel. -Raphael.

-I don't know if you have still smoked too much marijuana,

but if you are here, it is to determine

if Marion Girard and Sylvain Diop

could have been murdered in this office.

Is that quite clear?

-Very clear.

-OK. Let's go.

-What's wrong ? You took trust overnight?

-It is complicated. you wear earrings now?

-What ? Hey man, Ibiza 2019.

We had a party up to 4 grams in the morning.

Well then, don't you remember?

-If I remember.

-He's stupid, that one! Hey, are you up for tonight?

It will be phew!

It's gonna be crazy! -What is that

who's going to be mad?

What's going to be crazy?

-Sylvain Diop, does that speak to you?

-I saw him in the office.

A nice boy, a little rogue,

who struggled to overcome the death of his mother.

Marion helped her a lot.

Balthazar coughs.

I don't understand.

...

-What's the matter,

Balthazar again?

-Sorry. Uh, I...

-Yes go on.

-On Marion's body, we found the traces

dating assault about ten days.

You know what could it be?

-A week ago,

she arrived here covered in blood.

She told me that she had fallen.

She stuffed her clothes in a corner

and told nothing.

-You know where or could find these clothes?

-Yes of course. They are there,

in the closet, in the bag.

-I will see

what I can get out of it.

-Excuse us, but you don't see anything else that would be useful to us?

-Marion was stressed.

Often in his thoughts.

A woman obsessed him.

The only thing

what she said to me is that this woman was called Berenice.

- Berenice? Berenice how?

-I do not know. It can be

a dead being or a living being.

Here, we don't do so much anymore

the difference. Marion was

so generous.

She gave her life to appease the pain of others.

Smash - But it's not true!

-Sorry.

I don't do this often. Whether ?

-Thanks a lot. If anything comes back to you,

you are calling us.

-Sure.

-Bye Madam.

-Let's go. -Yes.

- We must identify this Bérénice. -Yes.

The lamps crackle.

-The second night, when you close your eyes,

you will understand the message.

- Okay, two nights. I have two days?

What do I have to do ?

I don't understand.

Why am I here? You have to help me here.

- Excuse me, you were saying?

-OK, agreed.

Oh damn, Eddy!

Oh shit...

OK, a deal. I do not say anything on your clothes, you say nothing

on mine, okay?

Come on, let's go home. -But you are

stoned or what, you?

I don't fit in there.

We've always done that here.

- We... What do we do?

-Wesh...

I'm coming for your weed.

Your pleasure of the weekend.

-You... You sell...

-Yeah. -OK.

You are not a doctor?

-Oh no. I'm a kif doctor, man.

It's more profitable than your own medicine.

Me, in two years,

I get rid of my roommate,

I go to Larzac, I take a sheep,

a hut, and to me the good life!

-Okay, okay. Okay OK.

Just... And Fatim, she doesn't work with you?

- Get the hell out of here! We don't want you here!

-Relax your thong!

You take it from me, my weed?

-But no !

- How do you support it? It's okay, I'm going.

- You are 2 hours late

and you buy your weed on the parking ?

-One, I didn't buy any weed.

And two, you talk to me differently, I am your superior.

-My superior ? It's the best of the year.

I'm going to eat lunch.

You're going to take care of the stiffs.

I left you the body clairvoyant on the table.

I need to clear this before tonight. Understood ?

- Yeah, understood.

Mysterious music

Marion?

I do not understand.

Oh yeah.

I... I'm a little lost here.

Intriguing music

Marion, what am I here for? actually ?

Nope ? There is nobody ?

...

Obviously, there is nobody.

...

I will definitely find Something...

...

to identify your attacker.

...

Balthazar hume.

...

Balthazar hume.

-Thanks.

-Ours.

- Captain, we had to

that I'm talking to you. -You here ?

-Pa... Sorry... Oh !

Uh...

I have... I called you.

But since you don't my registration number...

-Wait, who are you ?

-Antoine, I present to you

Gabriel Balthazar.

-Delighted. Raphael Balthazar.

It's Raphael. -He is one of the coroners

from our IML team.

-The best, by far.

It's great that you are

still together. -What do you want ?

- Can we talk for a minute?

Two minutes ? -Sorry.

-So according to the blood on the blouse,

Marion's attacker is 1.85 m tall, roughly.

The wound on his right arm, its direction and character

unfinished indicate that the aggressor is left-handed

and that he suffers from a motor disorder of the dominant hand,

so with his left hand.

- What a speech. Have you smoked weed?

-Nope. Not for a long time.

This kind of motor deficit is often linked

to trades very specific.

For example, worker on a construction site or restorer of works.

You see, this repetitive movement of the wrist, that's what makes...

Except me,

I found oak sawdust in the shirt pocket.

-Good, Gabriel,

I am having lunch with my husband, so cut it short.

What's the trick? - That hasn't changed.

The suspect is Julien Malerba, carpenter,

living at 107, rue des Haies, in Juvisy.

-Inspector Gadget, stop saying anything

and let me go.

-Inspector Gadget ?

It's not even funny.

Bach sighs.

-Excuse me. Sorry.

The phone is ringing.

I have to take it. -Go ahead, go ahead.

Delgado? *-I have nothing on this Berenice.

I analyzed suspicious cars.

I have a rental. The guy paid in cash

and rented the car from Juvisy.

-Julien Malerba? -Bah what?

-Meet me at 107,

rue des Haies, in Juvisy. -Good, OK.

-I have to go. -Go ahead, go ahead.

I'm going... I'm going to eat.

-I'm sorry. -It's not serious.

Intriguing music

...

Doorbell

...

-HELLO. -Hello.

- We're from the police.

Julien Malerba, is it here?

-Um yes. -Bérénice, who is it?

...

Hello. -I didn't kill them,

I swear to you.

-Yet you were in the office by Marion Girard a week ago.

You attacked her, right?

Why ? What happened ?

-We discovered that our daughter, Berenice,

was going to see this freak for weeks.

She was stealing money from us and took the bus, alone, at 10 years old.

-It's true that I waited for her

to tell him not to cheat our daughter.

She said she would carry on, so I twisted.

In short, I swear to you that she was still alive

when I left.

-Where were you the night before last, in the night ?

-I was at my workshop.

I worked all night.

-You know

why Bérénice was going to see a medium?

-It's Capucine, on the left.

Our eldest daughter.

She is dead

She was 11 years old.

Wilson's disease,

do you know?

-No.

-It's a genetic disease

causing a toxic buildup

of copper in the organism.

Bérénice also suffers from it.

The doctors

give him a few months at most.

- She wanted to talk to her sister. That's why

that she was going to see this woman.

I can't cure her, but I can

protect her from these people.

- We are going to need to talk to him.

- No, she's too fragile.

She has exams.

She must rest.

-We do not have a choice, Mrs Malerba.

We will bring our doctor.

It will be alright.

-My darling...

The doctor and the police are there.

They want to interrogate you. How are you ?

Let's knock.

-I can enter ?

Hi.

I am

Dr Balthazar. I will take a pulse

voltage, temperature...

You know all that, right?

Are you sitting there?

Berenice, is that it? -Mmh.

-I love that name.

- Berenice?

Your parents told you.

Do you know why we are here?

-It's Marion. She is dead.

- We're sorry about that.

You were going to see her to communicate

with your sister ?

Berenice, you do not want to answer ?

Does it bother you, as a question?

-I'm going to tell you something I'm talking about...

never.

Me too, I lost someone i love.

Which I loved very much.

And, uh... I miss her terribly.

Not a day goes by without me thinking about her.

So, you know what i do

I keep talking to him.

There's nothing shameful about that.

-I wanted to talk to Capucine...

to know what it's like to die.

Me too, I will die soon.

-It's very hard, what you live.

It's not normal for a girl of your age have to face it.

I am sorry.

-I am not afraid.

I want to know what's going to happen.

-Yes I understand.

You have the right.

-Your parents told us that Marion was asking you for money.

Did you give him a lot?

- No, I wanted to give it to him, but it was she who did not want to.

I think she liked talking to me.

And at Capucine too.

She was nice, Marion. It's sad

may she be dead.

Maybe she's waiting for me there.

-It's hard.

Lose their eldest and know that the little one

going to die, I...

-Hey...

It'll be OK ?

-I have a feeling deja vu.

-It's necessary let me tell you something.

You won't believe me.

-OK, thanks. Well, I had the colleagues

from Malerba.

His alibi holds up. He didn't kill them.

-OK. We forget this track

and we concentrate on other customers

by Marion Girard.

Intriguing music

...

Soft music

...

Lise laughs. -You are sublime.

-I'm off. The boys are at mom's.

-Where you go ? -Very funny.

The girls are waiting for me. - You don't want to stay?

I put a lamb in the oven, we eat,

we watch a film, we discuss, we touch each other, we sniff each other,

we spend time together, we bite our navel...

- But Raph! -I missed you.

-You also. But we see each other all the time.

Come on, it's going to be fine.

Kiss!

- No, we don't see each other anymore, my love.

Ringing.

You changed your mind. -Tin!

Ready for the game?

-What is this...

Oh, the game. - Yes, the game.

- But it's been a long time that I have not walked on a lawn.

-He's stupid! Hey, aim that at me. Delgado!

Delgado laughs.

Here, ammunition.

Come on, Trincamp!

Victory at your feet

No, but that's not true!

But move on! Give him the ball!

But they suck.

You do not find ?

How are you?

You look all weird. - No, it's fine, it's fine.

-Yeah ? -Mmh.

-Nope ! Ooh La La ! At that, we almost got caught.

Ooh!

So. This is good. This is good.

-Delgado, are we friends?

-Yes. Why ? We're friends, yeah.

-I am happy in life ?

-What ?

It's a funny question.

Well yeah, you're normal.

You have ups and downs. Life, what.

Your life is more interesting than mine right now.

Between the double murder and Fibonacci,

it's not fun at work.

-Fibonacci?

-Mmh.

Fibonacci.

This sick man who kills people

because they have perfect hands.

22 victims in 8 years.

Do you realize? He comes to kill a 16-year-old girl.

Delgado sighs.

Tell that to the parents.

-Where are you in the survey?

-Nowhere.

This guy, it's a ghost.

There is nobody who can catch it.

Besides, speaking of crazy...

In the medium, guess what we found.

-I do not know. A crystal ball?

-No, he's stupid, that one.

Hair.

A lock of Berenice's hair.

The girl was so obsessed

by her that she cut him a wick.

Isn't that black magic?

So ! There you go, that's good!

Come on, let's go, guys! Let's go !

Balthazar mutters.

Intriguing music

-Where are you going ?

-I have something to do. Do

like at home.

See you soon.

-"Make yourself at home" ? It's at your house.

So ! So !

-Okay, Raphael, you have two hours. If parents

realize it, it is your problem.

I didn't help you. -OK.

Thank you, Pauline. I owe you.

-I hope so.

Berenice? I'll leave you with Dr. Balthazar.

OK ? -OK.

- It's ugly here, isn't it?

It tells you to go a walk outside?

-Uh... Yes, okay.

-Go on.

Fun fair music

- There you go, my dear. -Thanks.

-And for you. -Thanks a lot.

-Have a good day.

-I have no right to sugar,

usually. -Oh yes ?

We make an exception.

...

-I never saw fairground.

Except on TV.

Everybody looks at me like a sick person.

They say to themselves, "She's going to die, she can't do anything."

It is as if I was already dead.

I do not have the right to live my life.

-Yeah. -You understand ?

-I understand very well. I am in a good position to understand.

Technically,

I don't live my life me neither.

If, for example,

I told you that in fact, I don't come from here

that all that, there, it's a parallel world for me,

in which my wife, who really died,

well, in that life,

she is still alive, would you believe me or not?

-I do not know.

...

Marion, she arrived well talking to my dead sister,

then you see, I'm not sure of anything anymore.

- You are a wise old man. you, huh?

You are wiser than me. Want a ball?

-Oh yeah. -Hello.

-Hello. This one.

Thanks ! -With pleasure.

-Thanks. Come see.

...

Promise me...

that you will enjoy what life will give you

and you won't have of regret.

-OK. -What OK ?

I did not hear. Sorry ?

-I promise, okay. -OK.

- Do you have any regrets?

-I'll tell you.

I was dumb but I'm trying

to learn that it's useless

to have regrets and that you don't have to

be afraid to live to the full, even if it makes you dizzy.

- It's dizzy, huh.

-It's a kind dizzy.

Let's go ? -Go on !

-Hold on. You're done ?

-Yeah.

A bell rings.

-Given. -Here.

-Go on ! Be careful at the start!

- Okay, are you coming? -I'm coming.

Dynamic electro music

...

Come on, go!

...

Oh yeah ! Bam! - Oh there!

-Wow!

Yeah !

Yah!

Balthazar screams.

Bérénice laughs.

...

Open them! -Ah!

He laughs.

...

Hold on, I will do it again for you.

Looked. Hold on. -Go ahead.

Balthazar sucks gas.

- We were dying of worry.

-Mom, everything is fine. I'm doing well.

-You are a great patient.

A medical examiner

who kidnaps kids?

Distorted voice - No, that's not it.

-Come on, get out of here.

Right away !

- We get out.

But what is it, your problem ?

-Captain... - How dare you?

Who do you think you are? to land on my investigation?

- Captain, listen to me.

First, it turns out that I know you much better

than what you think that I know you.

In another life, we even...

We almost... -Whore.

-We never, huh. In short, the thing

the most important for you,

is to stop the killer and it turns out

that i'm right here to help you.

-We do not know each other and that won't change.

If they file a complaint, you go to jail,

and I am unemployed.

OK ? -OK.

-What ?

What's this ?

- A stalk of candy apple. What it means ?

I think Berenice is not sick

and that's what the medium discovered.

And I bet you

than his sister has never been sick.

She was intoxicated chronically

and she died.

We still have

hair cuts weird.

Look, it is a character who smiles.

- Do you think it's a good idea? that Balthazar questions him?

-Look, he's a doctor. In individuals

suffering from this pathology, the doctor is king.

-He's in the west.

-I think he woke up.

*-Hold. Have you been a caregiver?

*-Yes. But what's the connection?

-You know the syndrome of Munchhausen by proxy?

Nope ? It affects women

often linked in the medical community.

The mother provokes symptoms

in her child to attract attention.

-I do not follow you.

-I had it analyzed your daughter's saliva,

on the candy apple.

With Wilson's disease,

his plasma copper level and ceruloplasmin

should be particularly low, or...

Berenice is in excess of copper,

because it is administered to him.

Regularly.

Without him knowing.

The blue-gray coloring

on his hands, that's the symptom of chronic poisoning.

They are not your children who are sick.

It's you.

You need so much we pity you

that you poisoned them

to simulate symptoms of a real illness.

- No, but you are delirious.

I did everything to take care of them.

I spent whole nights to the hospital.

Doctors will tell you.

-We found copper capsules home during the search.

Dramatic Music

We're going to exhume Capucine's body.

Let's find out

that she didn't have Wilson's disease.

No more than Berenice.

...

you killed your eldest daughter.

...

You were about to kill your youngest.

Marion Girard guessed it.

She was going to unmask you and analyze

Berenice's hair.

...

But you killed her first.

...

- Let me see my daughter.

She is sick. She needs me.

- Your daughter will be taken away from you.

...

You need care.

...

Clothilde bursts into tears.

...

-The proc pursues her for child abuse

by legitimate ascendant and poisoning.

She faces 30 years.

-And the little one? - Confided to his father.

- She killed Diop and Girard?

-She is sick, but with its 55 kg,

I see her badly master Diop.

-It's not her, but it is related.

Alright, let's take it all back from the beginning.

- Captain! -Mmh?

I'm coming.

- I wanted to tell you, uh...

That's coffee, right? -Yeah.

-You drink coffee provided it is very hot

and full-bodied. -Yeah.

You hate jazz, but you love country.

Your daughter's middle name, Jane, is a tribute to Calamity Jane.

Driving scares you. You love sunflowers.

You prevent yourself to laugh at work,

but your eyes are laughing

all the same, and it shows.

And I was...

I was glad to see you there.

And, uh... I... I know you don't understand

probably not what i'm saying, but I will

see you back there, most likely

in no time, and so...

Thanks.

Thanks. Uh...

Don't be too hard on me.

With my other me. Finally, with...

With me me, what, there.

And one last thing.

Stop pretending not knowing my first name.

It's not believable.

"The pigeons stuck their heads out from under their wings and flew away

"to the countryside. The flies resumed

"their movement. In the kitchen, the fire blazed and cooked the meal.

"The Prince's Wedding and Sleeping Beauty

"was celebrated with exceptional pomp.

"And they lived happily until they die."

End of the story. Now you have to...

You have to sleep.

Soft music

...

You are great guys.

I am happy to have known you.

...

It was a godsend, these two days with you.

With the boys.

Family that we could have had.

My life is elsewhere now.

I will never forget you.

Lise moans.

...

Mysterious music

...

The alarm clock rings.

Maya!

Mayan?

Intriguing music

...

-You printed, here you go.

-Move your butt and bring me this sheet.

Eddy giggles. -You took me for your minion?

me alive, I never pick it up.

-Fantastic.

It's... It's great.

Nothing has changed. You are

exactly as before. Very good.

I'm so glad to see you. I missed you.

-Since yesterday ?

Do you remember when we saw each other? -Eddy,

it's good that you're here.

I'm proud of you.

On the other hand, Fatim,

you have tyrannical tendencies.

It's freaking out, what.

-Thanks !

We finish the file

from the mother who poisoned

his kids. She's out of the question for the double murder,

but it will pass the rest of his life in prison.

-And that what is it ?

- That's the analyzes tablets found

in the perquise of the Malerba.

- What did you find? -Sulphate

of copper that is prescribed for deficiencies

vitamins. She was able to get it

in pharmacy.

- I have to check something.

-Okay, I'll do it.

- Helen! Helen!

-You're in luck. We reviewed the file.

We have nothing. We need you.

- Do you need me here?

-Yes, that's what I just said.

Balthazar laughs.

Here, here.

-I love working with you.

I like. You are great.

Really, you are...

You are a little dry at first

but you are awesome.

-Balthazar, what is happening ?

-He is... Ah, he... The copper.

The copper.

The copper that served to intoxicate children,

it's copper that we find only in pharmacies.

So, Clothilde Malerba, she had to have an accomplice.

Someone who provided it without prescription.

Sylvain Diop, he was on the run for robbing what, again?

Intriguing music

-You lied, Mr. Dubois. Sylvain Diop did not attack

your pharmacy by chance. -I don't understand.

-That's enough. Got a gun that belonged

to your father.

And we peeled your phone records.

You were the lover by Clothilde.

You provided him copper ?

The one who served to poison his daughters?

-I did not know. Us, it was ass.

She suffered from anemia

and she didn't want go to the doctor.

Me, I didn't know what she was doing with it.

-And then, Marion Girard spoke to you

poisonings. - No, she wanted the proof

whom Clothilde poisoned Her daughters.

But that was out of the question. For me to go to jail?

-Marion Girard

asked Diop to go

look for proof,

it got worse and you killed them

both.

-I just wanted to protect myself.

Low music

I did not do anything to those kids, me.

Nothing. I didn't even know them.

-You realize killed two people

who were trying to save a child?

You realize this side ?

Disturbing music

- How is Berenice?

-Better.

Better. The doctors gave him chelation therapy

which fixes the copper and eliminates it from his body.

In a few weeks, she will be completely healed.

It will take a while before making

what happened, of course, but she will live.

And that is thanks to you.

You saved his life.

-And you believe me, now?

-All that, I could very well have dreamed it.

If it is, I am

still sleeping.

Both of us are well placed

to know how much the brain can be surprising.

-Yes. Tell yourself what you want.

What matters, that's what you did.

You will never forget the tragedy of Lise's death,

but that's what got you to become the man you are.

-Yeah.

If I hadn't had to get over the death of Lise,

I wouldn't have needed to console me by speaking to the dead,

I wouldn't have become such a good lawyer,

Eddy wouldn't be a doctor, Fatim would be a little dictator,

and with Helen, we wouldn't have been through so much.

But above all, I wouldn't looking for Lise's killer.

And the madman instead of being in jail,

he would be outside doing new victims.

-January can do no more harm. And that's thanks to you.

You saved dozens of people, Raphael.

And Maya. -And Maya.

I would never have met Maya.

Quiet music

...

Intriguing music

...

I am still dreaming.

...

Or not.

...

Soul music

...

I am sorry.

...

-It's too easy.

I waited for news all day,

and you show up with a big smile and flowers.

It is not like that that's happening.

-You're right.

You are totally right.

I am sorry. Listen,

I was a bit lost.

That's absolutely no excuse. but...

I... I thought about it.

And, uh...

...

You are part of my life, Maya.

And I want you to be a part of my future.

If we could do a long way together,

it would be nice.

...

And I found no one else

who supports the smell of shrimp.

...

Maya sighs.

-Excuse me.

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