All language subtitles for Cain s03e04 Miss Amore.eng

Is that you?

Not speaking?

Say something.

Nice stride. You're in good shape.

All alone today?

No stepfather?

What do you care?

You look pale.

I'm sleeping badly,
worried about stuff.

Not me, I hope, I'm fine.

Great.

So you quit dealing?

- Says who?
- No matter.

But I'm your father,

and I can't just ignore it.

And as a cop, what do I do?

Arrest me.

It drives me crazy!

What does? Me being independent.

Call that independence?

I'd have helped you with money.

Yeah! "Mind giving me 500 to take
Amandine away for the weekend?"

Anyway, I quit dealing.

What more do you want?

You spoke to Ben, it went badly.

We're getting to know each other
too well.

Ludovic Cottet, fortyish.

His cleaning lady
found him this morning.

Bachelor, has his own business,
a major womanizer.

Very active on a dating site:

dare-to-love.com.

Sure it wasn't an accident?
An S&M scene that went wrong.

I doubt it... the crushed windpipe
suggests the killer was in a rage.

Very motivated.

From his computer.

One of them might be vengeful?
That's a lot of suspects.

Only we have a lead: Lovely Agathe.

He met her on the site.
According to the messaging,

he was meant to meet her last night.

"Looking for love,
a man who will change my life."

Imagine if she'd been looking
for a one-night stand.

These bachelors, hogging the bed!

Who said I was done?

No one.

But the morning rain
has probably washed away evidence.

So...

Ludovic had a date with Lovely Agathe.

She found him bound and naked.

He left his door open...

donned his mask...

and bound himself.

Why do you say that?

Maybe he had a gun to his head.

When you're forced, you don't
tie yourself up with a slip knot.

A slip knot is prepared in advance,
it's the only way to tie yourself up.

So he awaits his guest...

- Climb on top, Lieutenant.
- What?

Don't be shy.

But...

That's it.

I love it when you're on top.

So, the guest comes in

- Ludovic is expecting a wild night -

and strangles him.

But was it Lovely Agathe who came in

or someone else?

Yep.

So nothing about the sealed evidence?

Only what I've told you.

And nothing about the 20,000 euros?

We're grilling the whole department.

We'll trawl through your archives,
PCs, phones...

We'll find it.

You can go now.

She threw you out of your office?

What do they want?

Secret case. Procedural.

She wants to see us all...

and examine
our ongoing investigations.

You must know why they're here.

Tell us what you know.

Stop it, Fred.

That's an order.

Respect!

Thrown out of your office,
under investigation...

Yet you still dare give orders.

A real soldier.

Dare-to-love.com
has organized a mixer evening.

Guess who signed up.

Agathe?

Might be nice to see her in action,
luring her prey.

Nothing on TV tonight.

Speed-dating? Not for me.

It's an order.

Wow, you should go speed-dating
more often!

It suits you.

No frills, I want to be chosen
for what I am.

You should try that line later.

Did it go so badly with Ben?

I had his flat searched.

What!

He says he's quit dealing.

I thought I'd better check though.

Supposing you'd found drugs?

I don't know...
I don't know what to do.

Playing the cop with him
won't get you anywhere.

The thing is, that's all I know.

So what next? Tap his phone?

Why not? It's a good idea.

Borel! What brings you here?

Stunia says he can't use
the Cottet DNA samples.

You could have called.

Caïn was right,
there's nothing on TV.

Yeah, sure.

Good evening.

The daretolove.com meetings
are about to begin.

You'll be meeting the people

best suited to you.

Change tables when you hear the bell.

Have a great evening!

It's really hard to find someone

who'll commit.

Would you commit?

What is that, hiding behind your eyes?

Maybe boredom?

You don't do guys in wheelchairs?

Sometimes.

Ding! ...Is the correct answer.

So you're a police officer?

Yes, like I said.

How about you?

I work in sales.

I'm glad you're not put off

- by age difference.
- Are you 18?

Well, yes.

I know I'm not on your list

but may I?

With pleasure.

Only 7 minutes.
Long enough for you to beguile me?

I make you smile?

I don't know. What do you think?

You smile at all men?

- Don't you ever smile?
- Quite.

You're not a nurse, are you?
There's loads of them around.

I'm a mature student.

It's been a while
since I dated a student.

Oh?

- Laurent Delgado, osteopath.
- Hi.

How do you do.

So you like to wrestle.

Frankly I don't have much time
for a normal love life.

Then there's you.

Wow!
A declaration in under 3 minutes.

You gave us a lecture a month ago.

I believe you didn't leave
empty handed.

Student in criminology?

You were fascinating.
I lapped it up.

What else is there to say?

Depends.
Are you ready for this?

Depends.
What do you have in mind?

Since my cover's blown
and you're a budding cop,

let me be frank.

How was it with Ludovic Cottet?

Jealous already?

He was found dead this morning.

Dead?

I had a date with him
but I didn't go.

I didn't feel like going out.

Instead of cancelling,
like most people would,

you opted to kill your date.

Radical... and practical.

So, you were at home.
Can anyone confirm that?

No, I was alone.

Well, did you meet Mr. Right?

Love at first sight?

Didn't your heart flutter,
not even a little?

Yes, one guy was passable.

But he has an ex-wife and kids.

My ex and Ben aren't a liability,
you know.

Laurent Delgado.

An osteopath.

He's got a villa with a pool,
and a yacht.

Yeah, a man in a wheelchair
is no match for a man on a yacht.

How about you?

Lovely Agathe has no alibi.

So we'll get a statement from her.

Say, Lieutenant...

Yeah, I see it too.

Borel's good!

I want you.

You were right,
7 minutes isn't long enough.

To beguile me?

You're beguiling.

Plus you suspect me.

Two good reasons to beguile you.

How did you find my address?

Do you reveal your informers?

Oh, I found this at the speed-dating.

To drown your sorrows?

You're referring to Ludovic?

He didn't deserve it
but what's done is done.

Time to move on.

Didn't deserve it?

No one deserves to die... do they?

You tell me.

To the future.

And how do you see the future?

The immediate future?

In your arms.

And the distant future?

We'll all be dead in
the distant future, Captain.

As well you know.

I told you I'd soon be in your arms.

In our experience, a lapse is
usually down to bad orders.

Where do I come in?

You have access to evidence?

Yes.

Well, no.

With permission from my superior.

Captain Caïn, your friend.

My colleague.

Whatever.
Does he sometimes go solo?

No.

Can we be quick?
My witness is waiting.

Does the name Carsenti mean anything?

Yes.

I feel like I'm at the execution post,
waiting my turn.

Does your mom know
you stayed out all night?

Was it so good?

A student in criminology

questioned about a murder.

Useful experience.

At what price?

First off, what do we call you?

Agathe or Cécile?

It depends.

Agathe is for friends,
Cécile is for paperwork.

I prefer my middle name.

I think the Captain likes it too.

The night of the murder...

As I told your superior last night,

I was at home.

And yet your neighbor heard you
come home at 4am.

The crazy woman?

She'll go down well in a courtroom.

Let's say you were home.

What about these unanswered calls?

I sleep at night.

You had over 20 calls
from a hidden number.

Who was it?

The other day in class,

we did a mock suspect interview.
It was nothing like this.

Our cop knew what he was doing.
This is so vague.

Seriously.

Motive, alibi, method...
none of it is admissible.

Captain?

You had more to say
last night on the beach.

Sorry, I didn't know I was
treading on anyone's toes.

Ludovic Cottet was found naked,
bound hand and foot.

His PC shows it was a fantasy of his.
Was it yours too?

It's lots of people's fantasy.

So you say.

A man like Ludovic could have...

Forced me? No.

His dissoluteness wasn't a turn-off.

Anyway, no sexual positions
are against the law in France.

Are they?

Captain?

No... as long as there's consent.

I consented.

Like you, last night.

So...

can I go now?

I don't imagine you intend to hold me.

I've a class to attend.

The psychology of murder.

Fascinating.

So you wanted some pre-interview
pillow talk?

Nothing happened.

Why don't I believe you?

You must be crazy.

She knows her stuff,
she could get our case thrown out.

She's trying to divide us.

You think I'd fall for it?

Trust me, Lieutenant,
I know what I'm doing.

She's dancing to my tune.

You know Internal Affairs
found cash at Carsenti's place?

- 20,000. It was under seal here.
- What?

They're here to find out
who took the money.

Fuck, where is he?
Wait till I see him.

Where is he?

This 20,000 euros
has nothing to do with Ben...

Say it.

Ben owed Carsenti 20,000.

So you paid it off from cash
that was under seal?

I didn't have time to pay it back.

That fool Carsenti
keeping it at home...

Why didn't you tell me?

Got any more secrets about my son?

What's the problem?

You scared Ben might disappoint me,
make me feel overwhelmed?

You make it look like
I don't appreciate what you're doing

for Ben and me.

What's left for me now?

Nassim Borel!

You were right, Lucie.

That osteopath wasn't for you.

He's spinning love's sweet dream
with Lovely Agathe.

That's weird,
I didn't see them together.

Maybe they'd already met.

Delgado and Cottet were rivals?

With two cocks in the pen,
one always kills the other.

If he's the killer,

why did she lead me to him?

To provoke you.

Check out this guy's pedigree.

Are you alone?

Not anymore.

Make yourself at home.

I see you don't need to be told.

How many men are there in your life?

Do you count as one?

Is Laurent Delgado...?

Your investigation
is making progress.

He's a friend.

Do you often kiss friends
on the mouth?

You're living proof that I don't.

Seems the Captain
is a jealous man.

And you like that.

What, calling you Captain?

Making men jealous.

Yes, I like it when men fight over me.

What, fight duels?
First to kill the other wins?

Is that what happened
with Ludovic Cottet?

Delgado killed him in a duel?

Are you serving up a murderer to me?

What is it you want?

How about you?

What is it you want, coming here?

Careful... in a game of cat and mouse,
the cat always wins.

Supposing the cat's female?

It was Delgado who called 20 times
the night of the murder.

GPS data says he called

from the crime zone.

You're next, Mrs. Lussac.

Sorry, I'm an emergency.
Mind your feet!

It doesn't work like that here.

Oh, and how does it work?

Captain Caïn, crime squad.

We have a few questions.

Hey, good to see you again!

Of course, you've met
Lieutenant Lucie Delambre.

The department's most eligible girl.

Actually, she's the only one.

You're a cop?

Yep. Don't you just love it?

We want to ask about the murder
of Ludovic Cottet.

Got an alibi?

What's this about?

Ludovic Cottet, strangled in
the early hours of Wednesday.

Former boyfriend of Agathe Moreau,

the girl you were necking
on campus at lunchtime.

I w-was home,
the early hours of W-wednesday.

Does the stammer mean you're lying?

- That's good to know.
- I have work to do.

So do we.
Mr. Delgado, you're under arrest.

- What's this?
- I won't introduce you.

Marie, isn't it?

Yes.

Could you tell us about life with
your former husband Laurent Delgado?

He monitored my every move,
the mileage in my car....

timed my absences,
geo-located my phone...

Threatened to kill
anyone who touched me.

His jealousy was boundless.

My life was hell.

Are you stupid or what?

See?

We're getting divorced, she'll do
anything to get custody of the kids.

I filed for divorce because
you're obsessively jealous!

I lost my job after he punched
my boss, who I was lunching with,

thinking he was my lover.

And he wasn't?

No!

Taking your boss as a lover
isn't out of the question.

- I agree.
- Oh, shut up!

You shut up!

We've heard all the arguments.

You obviously have issues
with each other.

Thank you.

Right.

Why did you call Agathe 20 times
from the scene of the crime?

Well?

You knew she was cheating on you.

You were spying on her every move.
Child's play for you.

You wanted to keep her
away from him.

You couldn't bear her
being with Cottet.

She ignored your calls

so you took matters into your
own hands and killed Cottet.

Answer me... Answer!

It's true.

I called to try to stop her.

Why did she want him
when she could have me?

I was there but Agathe never showed.
I had no reason to go for Cottet.

You scared her out of going.

Agathe was ignoring your calls.

She only answered one:
in the morning.

It lasted 5 seconds,
long enough to say:

I killed Ludovic.
If you tell anyone, I'll kill you too.

I couldn't say that because
she didn't answer.

- Who did?
- Her twin brother, Franck.

Odd guy. If you want a killer,
you should check him out.

He tried to attack me one night.

OK, I've got it.

Franck Moreau, Agathe's brother.
He's a sculptor.

He has a record:
insulting behavior, fights...

Where can we find
this charming fellow?

Wait...

He gave fake addresses
whenever he was interviewed.

I'll check the addresses out,
you handle the sex-texts.

What?

Sex messages - text messages.

Surely not to your pretty mom?

Have fun, Borel.

Captain...

The Internal Affairs girls asked me
about you and Moretti,

who has most control
over evidence under seal.

Thanks, Borel.

Hi, it's Ben, I'm not around,
leave me a message.

Ben, it's Dad.

Maybe I was a bit heavy-handed
about Amandine and her parents.

Anyway, I...

Perhaps we should get together
with the Zuyckers.

For dinner sometime.
What do you think?

A new partner. Laurent got held up.

Getting in?
Maybe you'd rather drive.

I've been doing some research
on twinship.

Fusion, jealousy...
You must be familiar with it.

I've done a lot of work
on criminal twins.

I know lots of anecdotes.

But they're often clichéd.

Clichéd but accurate... Where was
Franck the night of the murder?

Ah, now you suspect my brother.

Franck, the evil twin.

He slept at my place,
as he sometimes does.

But you said no one
could confirm your alibi.

Maybe you're protecting your brother,
telling me he was with you.

That's for you to find out.
You're the cop.

Good evening!

This is private property.

- The door was open.
- You're cops, you should know better.

Agathe warned me you were coming.

Impressive.

No way did you have
a happy childhood.

I won't offer you any.

Did you start sculpting
at St. Paul's orphanage?

I painted.

The sculpting came later.

You use your bare hands?

Better than a trip to the gym.

It helps release your frustrations.

Among other things.

Your wheelchair inspires me.

I make you angry?

Anyway, we're not here
to talk about art.

Ludovic Cottet.

Where were you the night
he had his neck twisted?

I slept at Agathe's.

I sometimes do.

I sleep on the terrace
but when the wind gets up,

it's freezing here.

Why, you think I killed that loser?

Nothing ever surprises me.

Why would I?

To avenge your sister, protect her.

That "loser" had no respect,
especially not for women.

You taught him a lesson.

As you did throughout those years
spent with Agathe.

Orphans look out for each other.

- You're well-informed.
- I know what it is to be different.

- You know Laurent Delgado?
- By name.

He says you attacked him.

He's violent, jealous, hassles
my sister, yet I'm the aggressor?

I don't know him.

Amazing how much you can say
with a look.

But police work calls for a statement,

so a few words might come in handy.

What can I say?
I told you, I don't know the guy.

He attacked me one night.

And a liar with it.

With what?

Take your pick: compulsive liar,
loser, arrogant sonofabitch...

I talked to you once,

that night, after your 20th call.

Why were you hassling Agathe?

I w-wasn't...

Here we go! Mister st-st-st...

Stammer!

It's symbolic.

I could sculpt it, give it pathos
and sell it for a fortune.

My sister's such a humanitarian.

Let go of him!

The guy's crazy!

Get off!

Let go of me, I didn't do anything!

Let go of me!

I told you he was crazy!

Obviously you don't approve of
any of the men around Agathe.

My sister falls for losers.

It's not my fault.

You're worried she'll ditch you
for a loser.

He hasn't been born yet.

Or he's already dead.

If you say so.

Here.

For you.

Frame it, stick it in the john.

Yeah, sure.

What now?

Do we keep Delgado?

And him...

We've nothing solid.

Looks like we'll have to release them.

Take vitamins and get some sleep!

Mr. Zuycker... Fred Caïn.

Call me Valentin, please.

May I call you Fred?

Fred, this is my wife, Alexandra.

And Amandine, who you've met.

We've spoken, yes.

It's nice of you to call.

Can I get you a drink?

No, thanks.

Don't tell me you're on duty.

Nice place you've got.

Nice?

Check it out, Dad.

It's heaven on earth!

Maybe I'll have that drink.

- You didn't say hi to Dad.
- Give me a break!

Say, Valentin, what does
a place like this cost?

Why, do you want to buy it?

Amandine!

You do too much.

It's fatigue.

You need rest.

You must be joking!

What she needs is a spell in rehab.

What?
What are you talking about?

Dad!

She takes coke, she can barely stand.
What's your thing, alcohol?

I'm guessing yours
is high-class hookers?

Did you come here to stir up shit?

Fuck, Ben!
The house, the dough...

You're being had.

You're their puppet, they use you

- and you lap it up.
- We're in love.

Is it so surprising
a girl like that loves me?

I'm saying just the opposite!

You can do better than her!

What? Did Ben call his dad?

He refuses to see you.

It's like being in a threesome.

Can't I yell at my son
without you intervening?

I told him what you should have:
that family is toxic

and stinks of death.

You played it all chummy.
Did it do any good? No!

- May I?
- Go ahead.

Looking at deaths in recent months,

we turned up another victim
from daretolove.com: Charles Brun.

Why only now?

There was an issue
regarding cause of death.

He fell from his balcony,

naked and drunk,

but the accidental death verdict
was challenged.

The victim's sister says Charles
had a girlfriend.

Agathe Moreau?

That's so good.

You'd make a great assistant.

After a night in jail,
it's the least I can do.

Don't ever make me crazy
like that again, you hear?

Who was that?

Unknown number.

Why did you want to meet me here?

You lived here as a child.

You and your brother grew up here.

That's what touches you.
The poor orphan girl.

No.

No, what touches me...

is seeing that the little girl who
lived here lives on within you.

She seems sad.

Afraid.

I want to know who you are.

Know about your relationship
with Franck and Delgado.

There's nothing to tell.

Nothing to tell about
Charles Brun either?

He was found dead.

Like Ludovic Cottet,
he used daretolove.com

and he had a date with you.

They said it was an accident.

Are you sure about that?

I wish it was the guy I like
who was here,

not the cop fixated on his obsessions.

You know very well
the two go together.

I don't know.

I've nothing to say.

It isn't possible.

Two boyfriends, murdered.
You must know something.

Why did you bring me here?

This orphanage was worse
than a prison, it was a cage!

A cage you never escape from.

I can't bear being locked away,
tied up.

I want to be free.

Why are you protecting Franck?

Delgado?

What about you?

Why are you protecting me?

Set me free.

Stop it.

You say you want to understand me.

- Kiss me.
- Stop it.

You bastard!

Bastard!

Delgado!

Lucie...

Lucie, I have a problem.

A fucking problem.

OK, OK...

Delgado went crazy.

Calm down.

Put an APB out on him.

That won't be necessary.

Why?

Given the modus operandi
and the violence of the act,

I'd say it's whoever killed
Ludovic Cottet.

Franck!

Or Agathe?

You were out for half an hour.
She had time to do it.

She couldn't have,
she tried to defend me.

Why would she kill Cottet
and Delgado?

- Cottet was a pervert.
- Delgado was pathologically jealous.

So what was Charles Brun?

If she was a psychopath,
she'd have killed me.

Maybe she intended to

and his intervention saved your life.

It's Franck!
Turn that bastard's studio over.

I can't keep you out of custody
for long.

You need to talk.

Remember the cat teaching
the seagull to fly?

Sometimes I feel like that fat cat.

A fat cat who promised a seagull

that had just died on the balcony

to hatch its last egg,
to protect the chick

and teach it to fly.

Only I'm starting to realize...

that Franck will never be able to fly.

She won't turn in her brother.

We need to find him.

I've put an APB out to hospitals,
public transport

and police officers in Marseille.
No luck yet.

- The search?
- Nothing.

Search the place again,
from top to bottom.

We'll check Agathe's place.

Is this Franck's room
when he's here?

Yes.

Where do you sleep?

On the canopied bed.

So who sleeps here?

It's a room I sometimes let out.

You interviewed the neighbors?

No one mentioned a third person.

Come here.

So we didn't find anything.

We can't just let her go.

We ought to,
what with Franck on the loose.

He won't go anywhere
without seeing her first.

So we let her go and tail her?

Yeah.

She could open a pharmacy
with this lot.

The prescription is for
Cécile Moreau.

Dr. Bach, psychiatrist.

I'll call right now.

I think the lab guys screwed up.

They report a single type of DNA
in Agathe Moreau's apartment.

As if only one person lives there.

Cécile has been my patient
for years.

Cécile and Franck
were very close twins.

Franck killed himself aged 15,
when Cécile began taking lovers.

There is no Franck.

Cécile blamed herself
for her twin's death.

Her guilt created two monsters:
Agathe and Franck.

Two personalities living
in Cécile's body.

He's alive but unarmed.

Agathe seduced men,
who Franck killed out of jealousy.

Given her progress,

we wrongly stopped Cécile's treatment
a few months ago.

Agathe and Franck
committed their crimes.

Cécile?

Who are you?
Back off or I'll shoot!

Cécile?

Who are you?

Captain Fredéric Caïn,
Marseille Crime Squad.

We mean you no harm.

What have I done?

Tell me or I'll shoot!

Franck did it.

Cécile, it's me, I'm here.

You're here.

- I'm scared!
- I know.

I'll help you, you'll be fine.

OK?

No, I'm sorry.

- I'll never manage.
- Of course you will.

We came close, we'll make it.

I promise.

No!

Don't do it... whatever you do.

It's pointless.

I wanted to die, thinking
nothing could be the same again.

You're right, nothing ever is.

Life is what you make it.

Don't do it.

I'm tired.

Tired.

I can't live anymore in a body
that doesn't belong to me.

But...

But it's over now.

Don't come too close,
I'm a curse right now.

Something might happen to you.

Fuck.

I used to think I knew
what was good for people.

Now it's the exact opposite.

Because you feel responsible
for everyone.

Ben and Moretti have made choices,
as adults.

As for Cécile...

she was both a criminal
and her own executioner.

How were you to know?

You never really know people.

Especially those you love.

Thanks.

Why are you here?

Apparently Internal Affairs
want to ask questions.

And when people ask me things,
I tell them.

Hang on, Elise.

This couple may well be nice
but I don't know them.

They find me cute?

What? All four of us?

I think we should call it quits.

Sorry but when I sleep with a woman,
I fall in love with her.

I gave the 20,000 under seal
to Carsenti.

Tell us about it.

It was tit for tat.

To reassure Carsenti,
who was leading me up the food chain.

No one else knew about it,
not Moretti, not anyone.

Shit!

Commander, quick!

What's he up to?

Mr. Carsenti, can you enlighten us
about the 20,000 euros at your place?

What was your relationship
with Captain Fred Caïn?

Like I said, my informer.

Someone who passes on tip-offs.

You twig, or have you been
off the force too long?

Stop it.

This has nothing to do with Caïn.

I'm the only one with access
to evidence under seal.

Here are the keys,
the papers I had forged...

and the codes

End of story.

Carsenti!

You may be out
but you're not done with me.

You made my son a dealer.

Don't be stupid!

My boss is out of a job.

Guys like you stir up shit

so they don't stink so bad.

But I won't shoot you
'cause you saved Lucie.

Thanks to you, I got to know her.

So now you're even.

You can say she saved your life too.
Now beat it.

Beat it!

Well?

Provisionally suspended.

Till when?

Let's skip the hugs.

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