All language subtitles for Astrid.et.Raphaelle-S04E02-Les.1001.nuits.fre

HEAVY FOOTSTEPS
PANICKED MAN, SPEAKING FARSI

. . .

SOBBING

17*: Hello, Police Emergency Services
SHARIAR: Ma'am! Police!
* FRENCH 911 FOR POLICE

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hINCOMING CALL

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hINCOMING CALL
17: I need your address!

17: I need your address!

SHOUTS IN FARSI

SHOUTS IN FARSI
Sir, do you speak French?

Sir, do you speak French?

. . .

17: Sir-
POUNDING DOOR

Hello? Sir?

Hello? Sir, what kind
of support do you want?

SOBBING

MUTTERING

SOBBING,
SPEAKING FARSI

. . .

I must not be late, I must
not be late, I must not be late.

- Wait, I don't understand, late for what?

- For the social skills workshop.
- There's no workshop today, is there?

- Yes, William agreed
to organize the meeting

with Niels Langlais and his uncle,
at the workshop today at 3 pm.

I didn't want this
to happen at home.

- Oh yes, Niels-- Anne Langlais' son.
Did you choose to finally meet him?

- I did not choose.
I promised Anne Langlais.

- You're OK, not too anxious?
- I don't know. I promised.

- We can promise and still be anxious.

- I don't understand why
she wants me to meet him.

- He's your little brother.
- Niels is my half-brother,

we have no memories in common.

We only share a biological bond.
I don't understand

why Anne Langlais wants us to meet.
SIREN

. . .

POLICE RADIO

NICOLAS: Hi.
- Hi.

- Same top as yesterday.

- Hello, Captain Perran.
- Hello, Astrid.

- No, I didn't stay out all night,
if you want to know. I just moved.

- Fifteen days ago.
- Thank you, Astrid.

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- Thanks, Astrid.\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h - You're welcome.
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hIs this how we're
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hspending the day,

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- ...or?\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- The victim's name is
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hShariar Mousavi, in his fifties.

Of Iranian origin. Last night
he called the police for help.

RECORDING OF 17 CALL
- Too loud.

- Sorry.

. . .

- He sounds terrified.
Do we know what he's saying?

- He's saying they want to kill him.
- He identified the attacker?

- That's where it gets complicated.

According to the translator,
he spoke of an 'ifrit.'

- 'Ifrit'? What's an 'ifrit'?
- A djinn.

- A djinn? A genie? The thing that comes
out of the lamp and grants wishes?

LAUGHS
Is this a joke?

- An evil version, yeah.

- An evil version, yeah.
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hCOUGHS

In Persian culture, an ifrit
is considered a being of fire.

- A being of fire. All right.

- A being of fire.

FOURNIER: Hello, Captain;
hello, Commander.

- It's strange, ridiculous;
it seems like the...

- Yes, that the fire
left the victim's body.

- Hello, Dr Fournier.
- Hello, Astrid.

It looks like a case
of spontaneous combustion.

- No, there's no such thing
as spontaneous combustion, Fournier.

I know that.

Do you have another explanation?
- Yes.

- Of course...

- 'Wick effect.'

- Yes, 'wick effect' is a phenomenon
by which body fat is soaked up by clothes.

Slowly but surely.

ASTRID: There you go.

I have handled several
criminal files on this type of case.

- It especially affects alcoholic
homeless people who,

unconscious, drop their
cigarette butts and don't wake up.

Yes, Captain, that's a problem--
we're going to have problems.

"Primo," the victim
lived in an apartment

that was not really unsanitary.

Second-o, he was
Muslim, so he didn't drink.

- Is there a 'three-o'?
- A third. And it's not me:

no trace has been found
of anything that lit the 'fuse.'

The fire must've started somewhere. Well,

there's no cigarette butt,
no lighter, no faulty connection

causing a short circuit, nothing. Nothing.

Your wick effect, Astrid, I don't know.

- This letter. It is folded as
if it was in this envelope.

But there's nothing written on it.

- Don't tell me you don't know the
principle of invisible ink, Astrid?

Excuse me.
- ANNOYED Yes-!

- It's as old as the world.

Pliny the Elder described the
process in the first century BC.

It's very simple.
We write a message in lemon,

invisible at room temperature.

To see the message,

all you need to do...

is approach it with...

a source of heat.

- There is nothing.

- Nothing at all.

- Yeah, then it may
be a blank piece of paper.

RAPHELLE CLEARS THROAT

But-- it works.

NORAH: Victim's library is interesting.

Rumi, Hafez, Ghazali...
- Naturally. Iran: poetry. CHUCKLES

- So? Are you playing 'Pyramid'?
- In one brick: Spirituality.

- 'Spirituality'... Sufism!
- You have any stuff otherwise?

I found out about Shariar Moussavy.

He was a shepherd in
the mountains of southern Iran.

But he left the country
and applied for asylum in France.

- Because he was a Sufi, I imagine.
Sufism is a very spiritual branch of Islam.

The authorities persecute them because
their practices aren't really consistent.

- And what can you
tell me about Mousavi?

- Listen, he's...Mr Perfect.

The neighbors speak
of a discreet man,

always ready to help.
- What did he do for a living?

- He worked at Emmaus.*
The only thing he
* SOCIAL SERVICES CHARITY GROUP

did for himself was go to
the swimming pool 3 times a week.

A veritable passion.

People there remember
the day he learned to swim.

- At age 50, can you imagine?

A mountain shepherd in his
underwear at the municipal pool.

- Everyone we interviewed said the
same thing: why someone want to kill him?

- He has a daughter. She's traveling
and hasn't been questioned.

She may not even know her father is dead.
- Do we know where to find her?

- Yes. apparently she is very active

in the Sufi community in the Paris region.

- She's going to fall down.
- (Shh!)

- (She's going to fall down.)
- (No, Astrid, she's not going to fall.)

- (Yes.)

(Spinning like that
will disrupt her inner ear

and cause positional vertigo.)

(She's going to fall down.)

- Hello, um... Police. We would
like to speak to Donya Mousavi.

RAPHAELLE: Thank you.

- ((Donya,

the police want to see you.))

- Donya Mousavi?
- Yes.

- W- Well done!\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h

DONYA: Thanks. You wanted to talk to me?

- Yes, uh... Are you Iranian?

- Yes.
- Yes--

I see you're very active in
the Turkish community.

There's no Iranian Sufi community in Paris?
- Of course, yes,

but there are no
whirling dervishes in Iran.

This has become a very
important element of my practice.

- (I see.) And you came
here with your father, right?

DONYA: Yes.
When I left Iran with my father,

we were stuck in Turkey
for several months.

Sufis took us in.

We had little money and we
were at the mercy of smugglers.

Why are you asking?

- How long has it been
since you spoke to your father?

- Um... a week, why? Is he all right?
ASTRID: Uh-uhh,

he is not alright.

ASTRID: He is dead.

RAPHAELLE: I'm sorry.

We believe he was... he was killed.

GASPING

Yes...

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h. . .

MEDICAL EXAMINER

Right, Fournier,

according to his daughter
he had no enemies.

I hope you have something new
for us, because we have nothing.

We'll end up believing your
spontaneous combustion idea.

- Combustion, certainly. But spontaneous, no.

He was drugged.

High dose of tropane alkaloids--

scopolamine and hyoscyamine.

- Thank you. These are the
chemical components of belladonna.

- Oh, well that would be helpful to us,
but belladonna is rare around here.

I'm leaning more to Datura stramonium.

It’s everywhere, and
it's a guaranteed hallucinogen.

- That's why he didn't move
an inch while he was burning?

- Absolutely. If you still doubt it,
Commander, we're facing a murder,

and a rather sophisticated one.

The person who made
the Datura knew how to dose.

ASTRID: Hmm.
MOBILE VIBRATES

MOBILE VIBRATES

- Yeah?

RAPHAELLE: OK. Thanks, Nico.
Right!

Apparently there's a person who
shows up regularly in Shariar’s calendar:

a shrink. Shall we
pay her a little visit, Astrid?

- Mm-mmm, it's 2:31 pm.

- Yes...?

- I'm not going to be late,
I mustn't be late.

- Oh, that's right, your date!
Sorry. You'll tell me about it?

- Yes. This evening.
- This evening?

- Raphaelle...
- Yes?

- It is Monday.

- Monday! Of course! We're having dinner.

Uh, yes, well, tonight-

- That's all, goodbye.
- Ah huh. See you this evening, Astrid.

FOURNIER: Oh, well.
RAPHAELLE SIGHS

- Already Monday.
The week goes by quickly.

- Right, I'm off.

- Well, have a good rest of the day then.

KNOCKS
DR NAJAFI: Come in.

Welcome!

- No, there is a mistake.
I've not come to consult.

- Because you don't need it?

- I'm with the Crime Squad.
- Interesting.

And how can I help you?

Your nameplate indicates that
you are an ethnopsychologist.

- That's right.

- Do you know what an ifrit is?

- In Iranian popular belief,
an ifrit is an evil genie--

a very evil genie.

In the Koran, he sought
to burn the prophet Mohammed.

In the Arabian Nights, he
is bloodthirsty with two young lovers.

- If a man believes he is being chased
by an ifrit, what do you think it means?

- He feels guilty about
something, undoubtedly.

The ifrit is a genie reputedly
born in the blood of murder.

But in psychoanalysis,
the guilt is symbolic.

It can be linked to an impulse.

We are all subject to our
impulses, isn't that so Commander?

- Your daughter?
- Why are you avoiding my questions?

- Because it's me who asks them.

- She's a friend.

- You have a patient
named Shariar Mousavi?

- My patients
appreciate my discretion.

Mr Mousavi was murdered.

Did he seem anxious lately?

- We rarely see a psychologist
when everything is going well.

- If you have any information to
give us to help our investigation-

- I am bound by secrecy, but

rest assured that I will not hide anything
that could be useful to your investigation.

- Thank you, Ms Najafi.

Goodbye.

SMALL COUGH

CHARLES: What are you
working on at the moment?

- Spontaneous combustion.

- Pardon ?

- Spontaneous combustion.
A man was burned to death.

- Miss Nillsen, I don't know if it's

appropriate to talk about
this in front of a child.

- Oh?
- It could scare him.

- That would have no rational reason.

This kind of phenomenon
never happens without reasons.

There is something discordant,
it seems to indicate it is a murder.

NIELS: Are you going to
put the guilty person in prison?

ASTRID: You must first identify them.

What's more strange, there
was a letter next to the charred corpse.

Only... nothing
was written on it.

WILLIAM: Excuse me... uh,

Astrid, we have ice cream in
the freezer, if you need...

Astrid, we have ice cream in
the freezer, if you need...
- Yes?\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h

Astrid, we have ice cream in
the freezer, if you need...

- Oh, that's a very good idea, yes yes.

This could help start
a dialogue between you.

ASTRID: An ice cream.

For us to dialogue.

Raphaëlle eats ice cream to think.

Niels. Maybe you like
talking about ice cream?

- No, but he likes to eat it.
It's a starting point!

- A pistachio ice cream.
Two scoops in a cup,

on a cone it can fall.

- Is mom going to get out of prison soon?

- Anne Langlais committed murder.

She has a sentence of up to 30 years
in prison. Thirty years is not soon.

WILLIAM: And here you go!

Here.
- Thank you, sir.

- You're welcome.

Excuse me, there was
more pistachio ice cream.

- In a cone, it can fall.
- Oh. Yes, it's true, it can fall.

- Thank you, William.

- She does this often.

You'll see, we get used to it.

NICOLAS: The psychologist said it:

dreaming of an ifrit doesn't
mean you killed someone.

We all have impulses.

Right?

- Listen, Nico, if you have
something to tell me, tell me.

Let's not beat around the bush.
- No, but-

- Yes, I went out with a guy.
Yes, a very pretty boy, I grant you.

- Yeah-
- Don't lecture me,

I saw you kiss Emma, OK?

- Are you kidding?

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hThat has nothing
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hto do with it.

- Nothing to do with it?
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- No, nothing.

- Yes it does, it has
everything to do with it.

ASTRID: The letter. The letter.
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- You want to
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hexplain why-

RAPHAELLE: Everything to do with it!
\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- (Shh!)

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- (Shh!)

- The letter.
- Huh?

- I need the letter found near
the corpse, please. The letter.

- I'll get it for you?
- Yes.

- Captain Perran was right.
Only, he made a mistake,

he mustn't make a mistake.

You should not put bananas in
the fridge, it will damage them.

RAPHAELLE: Enough, my
mother told me that, yes.

- What's going on?

- It is indeed the principle of invisible
ink we must apply,

only, it must be applied in reverse.

Normally, heat makes the message appear.

But here, heat makes
the message disappear.

I think what makes it appear is cold.

- Okay...

RAPHAELLE: "Wow"!

- "You will pay for the blood
you have shed." It's in Farsi.

CARL: Was this revenge?
- It looks like it.

The ifrit born in
the blood of murder, and now

this letter about
blood that the victim has shed.

Mr. Perfect seems to have
a permanent stain in his past that

someone wants to remind him of.

- We received Shariar
Mousavi's record in Iran.

There's nothing to declare,
he's as white as snow.

- Well, he deceived his people.

Like hiding Mr Hyde behind Dr Jekyll.

- I suggest that we regroup tomorrow,
I have someone who can give us more.

♪ CELLO SUITE No.1 IN G BY BACH ♪

- So, Astrid--

how did the meeting with Niels go?

- Well I think...

it was during this meeting...

that I understood
the mystery of the letter.

I also found a criminal file

concerning the sinking
of an inflatable boat

carrying migrants
in the Mediterranean Sea.

- You need a place
where you can sit. There!

I don't understand, what is this file?

- An investigation was opened to determine
whether the crew who rescued them

was complicit with the smugglers.

Shariar Mousavi and his daughter
Donya were among the passengers.

- Oh! I'll be back.

GASPS\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h

Yeah... Keep going, Astrid.

Be careful, it's hot.

Hup!

Ta-da!

So, show me this.

OK...

Oh!

Listen to this:

The captain testified that one of the
passengers had not been able to escape,

and who was obviously already
dead when they arrived. Interesting.

Aren't you hungry?

- You brought the dish... with panties.

- Yes. They're clean.
- All right.

SIGHS,\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h
CLEARS\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h
THROAT\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h

There is no cutlery, nor plates.

- I didn't find the box with
the dishes. I'm sorry, Astrid.

I promise you, next time
we’ll be back to usual,

but it's a bit complicated.
- A- all right.

- What if we contacted OFPRA?

- The French Office for the Protection
of Refugees and Stateless Persons

the organization supporting
migrants in their asylum application.

- Exactly. We might just
be able to find passengers

from the boat with Shariar
and his daughter, right?

- Yes it's a good idea, Raphaelle.
- Thanks.

- You absolutely don't know how to
tidy up, but you have good ideas.

OFPRA AGENT: When migrants arrive,
they have to pass through us.

We look for an appropriate translator,

fill out forms, and
we take their statements.

- A boat with Iranian refugees, rescued
4 years ago, do you remember that?

- June 17, 2018.

- Do you know how many boats
cross the Mediterranean each year?

- We would need access to your archives.

- Let's say that our file mainly
consists of information related to

asylum seekers and their
administrative situation.

- Wait, don't you record
the information when they arrive?

- Yes, we have something, yes, we
make audio recordings of the testimonies,

which we keep as documentary value.

But they aren't transcribed.

It's like a needle in a haystack.
ASTRID AMUSED

If you want I can send you
the link to connect to our server.

- Yes.
Raphaelle, I can take care of it.

I'll let you know if I find
the needle in the haystack.

- Obviously. Thank you.
- I'll leave you then, good day.

- Don't forget the link.
OFPRA AGENT: All right.

- 'All right.'

- Commander? Hold on!

Forensics recovered fibers
from the victim's body.

The shirt was coated with
potassium permanganate.

- And does it burn?
- That's what's great: on its own, no.

But mixed with glycerol,

it creates a chemical
reaction which ignites slowly.

- Yeah, his t- shirt was full of
glycerol. That's super elaborate.

So: they drug him so that he's unconscious,

then they soak his t-shirt with-
- Potassium permanganate.

- ...and his shirt with another substance,
both together catch fire, is that right?

- Almost.

It wasn't his shirt.

We found glycerol on Mousavi,
but not a trace of permanganate.

However, when we searched
the apartment, we found this.

- Wait, you're telling me someone
deliberately stained his shirt with coffee

so that he put another
one full of permanganate?

OK; and you told me
it has a delayed effect.

When'd he change his shirt?

- About 1 hour before catching fire.
RAPHAELLE: Where was he?

- In a VTC.*
* TOURIST CAR SERVICE

- Why're you smiling like that?
It's good news he was in a VTC?

- Yes, it's good news, because
I have the race information:

the driver is a woman and she's Iranian.

NICOLAS: It's good news.

TESTIMONY

WITNESS SPEAKING

WITNESS SPEAKING
TRANSLATOR: At the border,
we waited until nightfall. We sank.

WITNESS SPEAKING
Border guards... shot at us.

WITNESS SPEAKING
We didn't see them coming,

WITNESS SPEAKING
like the birds that attacked Sinbad.

- Good morning!
JASMINE: Hello, settle in, welcome.

You can have snacks or
bottles of water in the armrest.

- Oh! I'd die for a coffee.

- At your service!

- Thanks. Ah...

Mmm! It's good coffee, what's in it?

- Cardamom.
- Oh yeah?

- A recipe from home.

- Where's your home?
- Tabriz, Iran.

- Uh huh.

Sweet. Your car is perfect.

Do you clean it often?

- I want to take care of my customers.

- Mine isn't like this. It's a mess!

It looks like you
cleaned it yesterday.

- Excuse me.
RAPHAELLE: Hmm?

- That reminds me of
the political police back home:

asking questions like that,
that seem like nothing

- I'm just curious.

- Should I drop you off at Rue Servan?
- At 54, please.

- According to Forensics,
the Datura was in his cup of tea.

- Someone came to his house.
- Likely, but there was no break-in.

NICOLAS: Maybe it was
someone who had the keys.

- Wait.

"Bingo." Look at that.

- Hmm... maybe modeling clay.
They had the key copied.

Yeah, that's how the murderer got his keys.

NICOLAS: Where are you going?

- I'm going to check something.

- Norah? I was wondering,

How did you manage to order
me the same VTC as Shariar?

- A hacker never reveals her secrets.
- Where are you going ?

- I'll know when I find it!

- Hmm.\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h

- You did the right thing
asking her to stay with us.

She's, well, she's lively,
she's cultured, she's...

- 'Hot'?

- What? Yes, no...
- Anyway...

What did you find on the VTC driver?
- Jasmine Farahani,

she's 38, came to France 8 years ago.

I'll keep digging.
What did you find about her car?

- She serves coffee to her customers;

she recently cleaned her
seats; she comes from Tabriz.

- Tabriz?
RAPHAELLE: Mm-hmm.

- Tabriz...

NICOLAS: Pretty far
from where Shariar lived.

RAPHAELLE: It's a long way.

- There's no proof they met
in France other than in the taxi.

The Commissioner will tell us it's chance.

- Or destiny.

MIGRANT ON RECORDING
TRANSLATOR: There were 2 sharks.
One of them grabbed my son.

MIGRANT ON RECORDING

MIGRANT ON RECORDING
I held onto him so hard.

MIGRANT ON RECORDING

MIGRANT ON RECORDING
I would have given my arm
to the sharks so that it would let go.

I would have given my arm
to the sharks so that it would let go.

DONYA: Without my father,
RECORDING

RECORDING
I would never have had the
courage to go through all this suffering.

RECORDING

RECORDING
Luckily my faith is higher than mountains.

RECORDING
I loved him so much.

RECORDING

RECORDING
I loved him so...

RECORDING

RECORDING
I loved him so much.

I loved him so much.

- Astrid?
- Yes.

- Nicolas has the list of people who
had access to the permanganate.

- Of potassium.
- Exactly.

Regardless, there are
no Iranian names in the lot.

We'll check each name. We'll see

if we find a link with
Shariar Mousavi.

And you? Did you find
anything in the archives?

- Yes. I identified the dead
passenger on the inflatable boat.

- That's great!

- Shariar Mousavi.

- That's not possible, because...
- Yes.

The man who died yesterday
can not be Shariar Mousavi,

because Shariar Mousavi died on
an inflatable boat in 2018.

- The victim is not Shariar Mousavi?
- That's right.

- Identity theft is facilitated
in exile situations,

the civil status of refugees and those
who left their country for political reasons

are sometimes difficult to trace.

There are several criminal files
on similar cases, I know the files.

- There's at least one person
who knew he wasn't him.

- You think the real Shariar's
daughter killed the fake one

because she found out he
stole her father's identity?

All she had to do was report him.

- Perhaps she was under his influence,
and she was trying to get away.

That would explain why she joined a
Turkish community and not an Iranian one.

- In order to hide.
CARL: The letter...

"You will pay for the blood you have shed."

She wanted to avenge her father?

- Ms Mousavi, your father died 4 years ago.

Why did you lie?
RAPHAELLE: We know everything.

Who took your father's place?

Who died the day before yesterday?

- It's true.

It's true! He wasn't my father.

But he acted like a father to me.

For 4 years, he supported
me. He protected me.

- It's no longer worth lying now.

He asked you to keep
his true identity a secret?

- No.

It was my father who
asked me. Before he died.

- Uh, I don't understand.

Why would your father ask you to
cover up for the man who murdered him?

- My father was not murdered.
The reality is more banal.

He died of exhaustion...

on the boat that brought us to Europe.

But he believed in redemption.
And on the road to exile,

Bahram led an exemplary
path of redemption.

- Who?

- 'Bahram Kazemi.'
- All right.

So the man who died the day before
yesterday was called Bahram Kazemi.

- We met on the road to exile.

By walking together,

he and my father had
become very close friends.

The border had been abolished
between the executioner and his victim.

- The executioner and his victim?

- Bahram Kazemi was a Revolutionary Guard.

- We go from the perfect
man to a bloodthirsty monster.

- Bahram Kazemi, Revolutionary Guard.

Disappeared 5 years ago,
allegedly murdered by the opposition.

In reality, he had deserted.

He was in a tricky position...

If his identity was discovered,
he would lose his right to asylum.

- In Iran, he risked
being lynched by the people,

or executed by the regime for treason.

- In the meantime, there's one
who didn't tell us the whole truth,

and who knew who he was.

- Are you sure of what you're doing?

- I'm wary of this woman.

Astrid will be more
effective than me on this one.

- OK.

- Ms Najafi-
- Yes, I knew the real identity

of Shariar Mousavi.

- Oh. All right.

- Why didn't you tell Cmdr Coste?

- The ethics of my profession
are particularly important to me.

What my patients tell
me is precious to me.

Otherwise the whole process
is called into question.

- Mm-mmm. You are an ethnopsychologist,

which means you are not a doctor.

Therefore, you are not
subject to medical confidentiality

according to article 226-13 of
the Code of Criminal Procedure.

- Do you believe that men can change,

miss? Deep down?

- I do not understand the question.

- In my office I've seen profound changes
made to people, thanks to words.

Bahram Kazemi had changed.
The monster inside him was dead.

The vestige of his monstrosity
was the guilt he carried.

It prevented him from truly living.

It's ironic that Bahram
chose the pseudonym 'Shariar,'

the bloodthirsty king from Scheherazade.

If anyone has never
felt remorse, it was him.

- Mr Kazemi didn't choose.
He simply assumed the identity

of Dounya Mousavi's
father, Shariar Mousavi.

Did Mr Kazemi tell you about

anyone who discovered his identity?

- Mr Kazemi was pursued
more by his own ghosts, miss.

- You answer questions
that I don't ask you,

but you don't answer
the questions I do ask you.

- I mean that the ghosts,

the djinns, and the ifrits,

are only the embodiment
of the weight of his guilt.

And Bahram had guilt in spades.

- "Catharsis and Purification of Trauma.'

When I don't understand something,
I just ride it out for the best.

- No, it's the title of the speech

that Marjane Najafi gave
when Bahram Kazami died.

Everyone in the community
talked about it with enthusiasm.

She wouldn't hurt a hair on his head,

there are hundreds of witnesses.

On the other had, I found
something on your VTC driver.

- Jasmine Farahani.
- That's her.

- Astrid.

She was a lawyer in Iran?
- Her final case was defending

an opponent of the regime,
who was sentenced to death.

She opposed the sentence
and denounced the trial as a sham.

- Wait, she was sentenced to 50
lashes? It's the Middle Ages!

- Guess who held the whip?

- Bahram Kazemi.
- Exactly.

- Imagine what she must have felt
when she recognized her tormentor.

- Mm-mmm.

- Well, we summon her immediately.

- Something that will interest you.
Come see!

I got the CCTV from the swimming
pool that the victim frequented.

Hup...

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\hSPEED
:
:
NORAH: There. We
clearly see Kazemi arriving.

NORAH: There. We
clearly see Kazemi arriving.

NORAH: A woman
seems to be following him.

NORAH: I'll skip forward a little...

NORAH: The woman comes out soon.

She only stayed 10 minutes.

Time to make a duplicate
of Shariar's key.

His locker was broken into.

- I'll summon Jasmine Farahani.
- RAPHAELLE: Yeah.

- Mm-mmm, Capt. Perran.
It's not Jasmine Farahani.

- No, not at all.
Her name is Mashid Hatani.

She was identified by her
transit card. She's coming in.

- Ms Hatani, what were you doing
at the Duras pool ten days ago?

- I was going to swim,
but I forgot my cap.

- 'Shariar Mousavi.' Do you recognize him?
- Not at all.

- And Bahram Kazemi?
MASHID: 'Bahram Kazemi'?

- Yes.

- He killed my father 8 years ago.

My mother and I had to flee
and leave everything we had.

Why these questions?

- Do you know where he is?

- In Iran, I suppose, where
he lives protected by the regime.

- Mm-mmm. No. He's here, in Paris.

- I fled Iran to never
see him again.

- He got into your taxi.

- I doubt that.
- The day before yesterday.

You didn't recognize him?
- I don't know Bahram Kazemi's face.

Only my back saw him.

- He died the day before yesterday--
murdered.

- That's all he deserved.

- Why go swimming so far from home?

- I don't know.
Was he murdered at the Duras pool?

- Answer me. Where were you on
September 25 late in the afternoon?

- In my taxi, where
did you want me to be?

- We'll check.
- Be my guest.

RAPHAELLE: Jasmine has a motive

and no solid alibi.
For me, she's guilty.

- Honestly, Mashid
also has a fragile alibi,

unless we prove different,
she's also a possibility.

- I know who had access
to the permanganate.

- Jasmine.
- Mashid.

- A Chloe Denecker.
- Her link with Bahram Kazemi?

- He tortured and killed her fiancé
5 years ago. His name was Kamal Nawawi.

- Two days ago we had no suspects,
now we have three. Let's go.

COPIER MECHANISM

NIELS: Astrid?

SIMON: Someone for you, Ms Nielsen.

- Oh!

- I'm really sorry, Ms Nielsen,
but I'm taking my wife

to the hospital for tests,
and I can't take Niels with us.

- Are you going to a department
where children are not admitted?

- That's it. Can I entrust him to you?

A few hours?
- Absolutely not.

Criminal Documentation is a police service,
Niels is not authorized to stay here.

- With temporary authorization
it's possible. I'll do that, Ms Nielsen.

- To be honest, I would've preferred
to entrust him to someone else,

but it's not a bother-- it's Niels.

He's not easy, and...

he only wants to be with you.

- Don't thank me,

colleagues help each other out
from time to time.

- Indeed, I- I won’t thank you.

- You'll come? Come on, man.
I'll make you a special card.

Only senior police
officers are entitled to it.

- So.

I work in this room.

You-- you stay here.
- No: It says here I have to stay with you.

- 'He must always be in the
presence of Astrid Nielsen.'

It is written.

In the room, you will
have to take off your shoes.

Mm-mmm.

The cart, then me, then you.

LAUGHS QUIETLY

\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h\h- I like you.

- Oh.

- Grown-up people always lie.

You're the only grown-up
who tells the truth all the time.

- I say how things are.

- I like people to
say how things are.

- Your chatter is distracting me.
I'm going to ask you to be quiet.

- That's not very nice.
- I don't know,

I say how things are.

NIELS: What are you working on?

RAPHAELLE: No kidding?

He dropped off the little one with you?
ASTRID: Yes.

- At Criminal Documentation?
- Yes.

- And you accepted?

- He has written authorization.

In which it is specified that he
must always be in my presence.

Only, I was so focused

that when I went to get my
phone to call you, I forgot him.

He's in the paper room. Alone.
- It doesn't matter,

I'll be there.

Did you find anything?
- Nothing at the moment.

I have asked Capt. Perran for
a copy of the current investigation file,

in order to compare the elements
concerning the 3 suspects.

I thought this might help us

to identify which of the 3 is the culprit.

- Did you see ?
It's prettier like this.

I did it like you with your clients.
I sorted the papers by color.

- Astrid? What's going on ?
- It's Niels.

- What about Niels?
- He touched the files.

The files were in a line.
He made a circle.

You must not touch the files.

- Are you... mad ?

Should I put everything back like before?
- Do not touch.

Niels was thinking outside of the box.

- It doesn't matter,

Astrid, he's little,
he didn't mean any harm.

- On the contrary, Raphaelle,

Niels went outside of the box,
he had to go outside of the box.

The 3 suspects are the 3 culprits.

They killed him together.

- All 3 suspects are the perfect
suspects because they are all guilty.

- Like 'Murder On The Orient Express'?

- But how are all three guilty?
ASTRID: All three are guilty.

Jasmine Farahani, Mashid
Hatani, and Chloé Denecker

joined together to kill Bahram Kazemi.

They carefully studied his daily life.

Chloe Denecker procured some
potassium permanganate.

She soaked a shirt with it, which she gave

to Jasmine Farahani, the VTC driver.

RAPHAELLE: After following him
to the pool to break into his locker,

Mashid made a duplicate of
Bahram's keys to get into his house

and put drugs in his tea.
ASTRID: Mashid has training

as a pharmacy technician.

Therefore she has the knowledge and
skills to synthesize Datura stramonium.

RAPHAELLE: She procured glycerol
and soaked the victim's t-shirts with it.

A flawless plan.
ASTRID: The day he died,

Bahram Kazemi put on a t-shirt,
then a shirt. Later in the day,

he went to the Turkish cultural center.

To get home, he called a VTC.

He was unaware that he was
getting into the car of one of his victims,

Jasmine Farahani.

- Can I offer you some coffee?
- Yes, please.

- She offers him a coffee-- as she offered
to me, as she offers to all her customers--

and she makes sure
that he stains his shirt.

TIRES SCREECH

- Um-- I'm sorry!
- She offers him

a miraculous solution--
she offers him a shirt.

- Let me give you this.

- Thanks!

RAPHAELLE: But this shirt
was soaked with, um, with-

- Potassium permanganate.
- Presto, he puts it over the t-shirt

prepared by Chloe.
- The murder weapon was ready.

RAPHAELLE: The countdown started.

The shirt in contact with the
t- shirt causes a chemical reaction,

but an hour later.
- During which time Bahram Kazemi

had time to make some tea,
like every time he comes home.

RAPHAELLE: Uh, tea in which
he didn't know there were drugs.

ASTRID: That's it. Thank you, Raphaëlle.

ASTRID: So, he drank the poisoned tea.

BAHRAM IN DISTRESS

BAHRAM IN DISTRESS
ASTRID: The poison began to take effect.
The chemical reaction has taken place.

ASTRID: The poison began to take effect.
The chemical reaction has taken place.

SHOUTING IN FARSI

ASTRID: He lost consciousness.

ASTRID: And he burned up, slowly.

RAPHAELLE: It's not just
the revenge of these 3 women,

it's revenge for all the victims.

- And how do you plan
to prove all that exactly?

- Exactly, we can't really prove it.

- However, it is a rational explanation.

Come on, why make
it so complicated?

Poisoning his tea was enough,

they just needed
for him to go home.

- It was symbolic.

He had to be killed by all 3 of them.
Each of them had to be a cog.

- These are just hypotheticals.

There isn't even proof that
the 3 suspects know each other.

ASTRID: You have to find the link.
RAPHAELLE: Hmm?

- We find the link, we
find the key, we blow it open.

- Exactly.

Jasmine Farahani and Mashid
Hatani did not enter France

on the same date. Nothing suggests
they knew each other in Iran.

They lived in provinces
very remote from each other.

And then you have Chloe Denecker,

she has never been
in contact with the other two.

- Astrid... What if
the key was 'someone'?

Someone who knew
the victim's habits,

someone who knew he
wore t-shirts under his shirts,

someone who knew he took a VTC
to the Turkish center on Sundays?

- Shariar Mousavi's
daughter, Donya Mousavi.

- No no, that doesn't work for me.

for a crime of this kind, it-
it’s too elaborate, too symbolic.

Or maybe... it was someone
he confided everything to.

- Yes. Marjane volunteered for
a social center managed by OFPRA:

two days a week she provided
psychological support for migrants.

- Our suspects went through this center?

- The 2 Iranian women, yes,
but not on the same date.

That is why I had not
identified this element

as a possible link
between the two women.

Chloé Denecker led activities at this center.

She was therefore able to meet
Marjane Najafi there. QUIET LAUGH

- It's the key. Yes, Astrid.
- The link.

- The key is Marjane.
- Mm-hmm.

- She didn't commit the murder,
but she pushed them to do it.

A psychologist who encourages murder...

She'd need to have a good reason, right?
- We'll find her.

- We found the link.
LAUGHS QUIETLY

RAPHAELLE: Who's she?

- A young woman who
recounted the atrocities

she experienced that
forced her into exile

Marjane wrote the preface
to her book. You know her ?

- I've already seen her
photo. And not just anywhere.

- I pushed these women to
kill their executioner? LAUGHS

Interesting theory, Commander, but

a psychologist only
pushes to kill in symbolic ways.

- Symbolic, exactly,
let's talk about that.

A man killed by fire...

like a purification of trauma? Right?

- Do you follow my lectures?
- Mm-hmm.

When do you have time
to write these lectures?

Your office almost never closes,

you volunteer a lot of
your time to help migrants.

All this explains your burnout.
- What burnout are you talking about?

- Oh, well the one which forced
you to stop working for 6 months,

three years ago.

Unless...

Whether that break is linked to trauma?

The suicide of a patient? Hmm?

You wanted to save her,
but her trauma was too deep.

RAPHAELLE: Her tormentor
had destroyed her too much.

So, when you had him in
front of you, you couldn't resist.

He had to pay.

- Those women suffered
so much because of that scumbag.

- A scumbag who had
chosen the path to redemption.

Isn’t that what you're
looking for as a psychologist?

- I told him he had a choice,

to reach the end of his path
he had to face his victims!

- Yeah. He refused?
HANDCUFFS CLICK

- You don't know
what it was like-- my god!

They didn't leave their suffering
in Iran, they carry it with them!

- You pushed them
into committing this murder.

- I have peace of mind,
I'm the only one responsible!

- She's right.

If she hadn't intervened,
hadn't felt all-powerful,

Bahram Kazemi wouldn't be dead.
- Marjane Najafi did not kill him.

- Yeah, but it's because of her.

- Yes. And she will be condemned for it.

But it's Jasmine Farahani,
Mashid Hatani, and Chloé Denecker

who killed him, together.

The crime was particularly elaborate,

which means it was premeditated.

These 3 women acted with full awareness

and the will to commit this crime.

And for that they will be condemned.

- Good work, Coste

It wasn't easy to
establish guilt in this case.

- Thanks, Commissioner.

- You should have
stayed out of it, Commander.

SOBBING
(I'm sorry.) I'm really sorry!

- Come on, come on...

- Honestly, you made the right choice.

- I don't know.

- Raph', you're the best cop I know.

You're human, fair, committed.

Despite that, you still manage
to maintain the right distance.

Raph'... It's not up to us
to judge, it's up to justice.

Right?
- Mm-hmm.

KNOCKING

- I am not expecting anyone.

There is no one.

KNOCKING

. . .

- I want to stay with you.