Mr Archambault?
Mr Archambault?
Ah, OK...
You've forgotten again.
I'll just read
your water meter quickly.
You know what I mean.
Mr Archambault?
Ah, OK...
Mr Archambault!
He'll be here soon.
Right. Remember the rules:
no cutting class to visit him...
Don't worry.
You tell me where you are.
- And he doesn't set foot in here.
- OK.
What counts is that I can see him.
I'll get ready.
- Hello, Kader.
- Hello.
I'm picking Sarah up.
I know.
Stay there, she's coming.
You haven't changed much, son.
It's nice to see you.
Hello, Grandad.
- You won't call me Farid?
- No.
OK, "Grandad" will have to do.
See you tonight, Dad. Bye.
- Yes?
- This is a survey.
- D'you like saunas or Turkish baths?
- Why?
We've a dead man in a sauna.
The door was blocked.
Rue d'Amboise.
- On my way.
- OK.
Christelle, come over here.
Come in here
and examine this with me.
It'll be easier.
- The heat's got to you.
- No, come on, it's important.
Blackmail
You've not said a word.
What's up?
My father's back.
And?
At least there's a m*rder
to distract me.
The victim is
Stanislas Archambault, 30:
a single photographer
working for an agency called
A Life for Two.
The agency specialises
in wedding planning:
sugared almonds,
mother-in-law, photos.
His sister, Céline, is director.
Thank you.
Hey!
Through here.
We brought him out:
I've no trunks.
What're you on about?
That I find you radiant
and that a day spent with you
is like...
It's like... Yep.
That's what I thought.
What about these marks?
He was in a fight 12 hours
before he d*ed.
Heat and the drug-alcohol cocktail
k*lled him.
Look on the table.
Cocaine, cannabis,
empty bottles of whisky and vodka.
All you need to hurt yourself.
Time of death: 5am.
Must've been out of it
when he was shut in the sauna.
Yes. The thermostats
are outside the sauna.
I know: I wanted to buy one.
I love singing opera,
naked and sweaty.
Sorry.
- At least ?10,000 there.
- Yes.
He wasn't k*lled for money.
The k*ller left lots of money,
took the computer, camera,
but left the lenses.
The k*ller was after the photos.
We must be able to find
a client list.
If I may say so,
there's one peculiar detail.
See the crosses on the floor?
Look.
They line up with the tripod.
It would be odd to take photos
inside the room from this position.
But it's perfect for taking
photos of the outside.
What photos would he take?
A neighbour, probably.
Castle, season 5, episode 19.
Or Rear Window.
We have different tastes.
So our k*ller was after
some compromising photos, then?
Christelle will find
whatever he was photographing.
Call me,
if you still have time for your dad.
Like your mother.
- Captain!
- Yes.
- Miss Archambault's here.
- Thanks.
OK. Thanks.
- Céline Archambault?
- Yes.
Captains Cherif and Briard.
Hello.
What has he done now?
My father started A Life for Two.
Stan worked for him.
Well, when he wanted to.
When my father d*ed 6 months ago,
I took over the agency.
When was the last time
you saw your brother?
2 months ago.
We had a row over...
over Lisa, a makeup artist
whom my father had hired
and whom I had to dismiss.
Stan was angry.
Was she his girlfriend?
Yes, more or less.
That's not why I fired her.
Why, then?
Lisa is a drug addict.
So was he, eh?
I thought Stan would start working
if I got rid of Lisa.
Instead, he never came back.
We'll need Lisa's details.
Excuse me, I must answer it.
Yes, Mummy.
No. No, everything's fine.
I'll be back soon.
No, don't worry.
Yes, see you later.
My mother was diagnosed
with Alzheimer's.
It got much worse
when my father d*ed.
She needs 24-hour care.
So I moved into hers
and look after her at night
and in the morning.
I don't know how...
I don't know how she'll react
when she hears Stan is dead.
Some interesting facts.
Beneath the veneer
of a 50-year marriage,
the daughter notified police
about her violent father.
What about the son?
Drug problems.
No doubt an escape
from the family strictures.
Typical...
So, the sister, Céline,
went and lived in London
till the father d*ed.
Did you check her alibi?
Alibi confirmed by the nurse.
She was with her mum all night.
Yes?
OK, thank you.
Stan's girlfriend has been arrested.
She'll be here in 15 minutes.
I'm not involved in his death.
I'm clean.
3 arrests for possession:
I've known cleaner.
We found your fingerprints
all over the flat.
Were you there yesterday?
He asked me to go over,
"help him out".
I know where his key's hidden.
I dropped the stuff off
and went to work.
I stole nothing.
Anyone know about the key?
Dunno. Don't think so.
Stan hasn't many friends left.
But a few enemies?
One night last week,
I walked in and Stan was arguing
with a cop.
A cop? Which cop?
He's called Mikaël,
from what I heard.
He and Stan were arguing about money.
Yeah?
How can you be sure he was a cop?
He was in uniform. I remember.
A Black guy, at least 6 foot 3,
with scary eyes. A cop, like.
I checked.
No officer called Mikaël
matches Lisa's description.
But the concierge did see
a Black cop in uniform that night.
Lisa's alibi is true too.
She was working at a club that night.
She left after her shift
just before... 6am.
I checked Stan's accounts:
he was desperate.
He owed a few months' rent.
But he had ?10,000 in cash
in his flat.
Were Mikaël and he dealing dr*gs?
Or blackmailing someone
with the photos he took.
I may have something.
A party venue for hire: The Patio.
Main room's visible
from Stan's window.
I asked the owner for a client list:
the agency appears a few times
in the last 2 months.
Well done, Christelle.
No problem.
He took photos from his flat
of parties organised by his sister?
Let's see.
Look: a booking for tonight.
You look lovely like that.
Don't change it.
Can I talk to you?
Have a seat.
- Farid.
- How d'you know?
The border police.
I asked them to tell me
if he came back.
I saw him leave your flat
with Sarah today.
How did he manage to come back?
His entry ban
was lifted 4 months ago.
- What're you going to do?
- Nothing.
I stopped waiting for him
when I turned 15.
I didn't think Sarah would miss him.
She wants to give him a 2nd chance.
A bit easy, isn't it?
I'm not sure
it's easy for anyone, Kader.
Sarah never said she talked to him.
- When'd he come?
- Last night.
She didn't know how to tell us.
She's looking for our lost sheep.
You told her your father's the wolf?
Mum, I keep on warning her.
Maybe too much.
Never too much. Listen:
do as you wish, but your dad
is a smooth talker. He'll fool you.
- I love you, Mum.
- I love you too.
But don't expect me to meet him.
The Patio
Private Club
Captain.
Excuse me.
Police.
Get dressed.
You can't stay like that.
So, you're a stripper
and you do hen parties.
But you spice things up
with extras: full nudity
and fondling.
Not the Archambaults' style.
When Stan found out,
I thought I'd be fired.
He told me to carry on.
Was Céline involved?
No. Just Stan and me.
I wasn't managing
on what she paid me.
Stan always needed more dosh.
He liked pissing his sister off.
And?
- And what?!
- And?
I told Stan when I had a booking.
I posed with target females.
Target females?
With jealous fiancés.
Girls unpopular with the in-laws.
Stan came, took photos and...
contacted the wives-to-be.
We did it 4 times.
How much d'you make?
3000: we split it 50-50.
It was risky.
Blackmail's not my thing:
I told Stan a few days ago.
He gave me what I was owed.
I didn't see him again.
I swear.
There was ?10,000 in his flat,
what d'you think of that?
What do I think?
Don't believe it.
He begged me to carry on our scam
because he was broke.
I don't see
how he could have made so much dosh.
Mikaël was doing a show last night
outside Lyon.
He didn't do it.
We'll keep him in
for the blackmail enquiry.
Who are the girls he blackmailed?
Mikaël gave us 4 names.
It could've been revenge.
It doesn't explain the ?10,000.
Maybe he conned others.
Excuse me.
- Sarah, are you back?
- He brought me back.
I spilt cola on him.
Can he change in here?
I'm coming!
Excuse me.
He needed a shirt.
- He did it on purpose.
- Stop it.
Believe me, I know him.
- Lovely place.
- Thanks.
- Comfortable in my shirt?
- Yes.
I have to show you:
he brought us a present.
You never come empty-handed.
Always redeeming your absence
with lavish gifts.
Olive oil: he makes it.
He has acres of olive trees
in Algeria right on the coast.
I didn't know.
You must come. It's paradise.
Glad to hear it:
it hasn't been like that for us here.
I sent money to your mother.
She never wanted it.
Your money wasn't clean.
Sarah, I don't think it was
a good idea he came here.
Farid. I'll give you a minute
to say goodbye to Grandad.
I'm guilty
without even being given a chance?
We can't make up for the past, Kader,
but why ruin the future?
I was 18 when I had a g*n
put in my hand for the first time
to free my land.
And 20 when I saw
my first suitcase filled with money.
More money than I could imagine.
At that moment, I felt important.
When I came to France,
I found myself...
in a factory
slaving away for a pittance.
To help you,
I did what I was taught to do:
I forged banknotes.
You'll say
it was for our good, right?
In 5 minutes' time,
you'll tell me
it forged my character...
seeing you turn up with handcuffs on,
cops searching all over...
You'll have to do better than that.
I loved your mother and you.
But I couldn't toe the line.
There were
no causes to defend any more,
it was just mates,
trouble and being on the run...
I quickly became involved
in organised crime.
I won't say that I regret it.
It would be a waste of time.
It's all over now.
I want to enjoy my son.
That's the problem.
It's always what you want.
You chose to leave.
Now you choose to come back.
Why should I let you into my life?
I barely have time for loved ones.
It doesn't seem
to be a problem for Sarah.
She's big now.
I can't stop her from seeing you.
Something's bothering me.
Your ban was lifted 4 months ago.
Why're you here only now?
My granddaughter contacted me.
Everyone's allowed a 2nd chance.
See yourself out.
Why did you come back?
Superintendent Doucet.
I missed France.
The land of human rights.
I don't know what you're up to,
but you won't succeed.
Leave them be.
Or else?
You'll handcuff me?
In front of my granddaughter?
What are you scared of, Doucet?
That I've changed
and want to be with my family?
Arsehole.
- Oh! You're an early bird.
- Yes. I've noticed
you're getting later and later.
I'm curious to know
who's making you late.
Stanislas, our victim.
I was questioning the wives-to-be
who were blackmailed.
Why not get them in?
How tactless, Cherif!
Stan emailed his instructions.
They never met him.
The money was deposited
as cash in a park bin.
- Husbands never knew?
- No.
2 jealous husbands,
2 passionate couples.
They could afford to pay:
?3000 for silence.
He never contacted them again.
All have alibis, but...
But?
The 4th one talked to Céline.
She even showed her photos.
- Ah, Céline saw the photos?
- Yes.
She didn't make the link to Stan?
We'll check. I've summoned her.
- Right. This calls for a coffee.
- Wait.
All 4 women mentioned
an online storage site.
Stan's email and the site link
will help forensics
access stored data.
And see if there were other victims.
Now I want coffee.
Ah yes?
We'll have to
postpone our little conversation.
I realised
my brother was behind the blackmail.
It was obvious
from the angle of the sh*ts.
He mentioned The Patio to me.
He convinced me to change venue
to make the parties more intimate.
I stupidly believed
he cared about the agency's future.
Stanislas always has
wonderful ideas.
His father and he are so alike.
What did you do next?
I left a message
saying that if he did it again,
I'd tell the police.
He never rang back.
Céline and her brother don't talk.
They were very different
from a young age.
My daughter is more austere,
more reserved, but she's a good girl.
Daddy always gave in to Stan:
to stop the family name
being sullied.
He paid for his dr*gs.
But your brother's an artist.
Your father is very proud of his son.
You make a very handsome couple.
Yes. Yes, that's true.
I tell her all the time.
We're police officers, ma'am.
After my father's death,
I thought I could spend
more time with Mummy.
I left home at a young age.
I became her guardian
and I stopped Stan's payments.
It was her money.
If he wanted to keep his nice flat
and live as he pleased,
all he needed to do was work.
Let's go!
We're meeting another nice couple.
What are they called again?
Anatole and Mimouna.
Alexandre Cazet and Naïma Belhadj.
Alexandre Cazet? I know that name.
Former news presenter.
Now he's editor-in-chief
of a magazine: Christian Word.
His wedding's in 2 days.
A very private ceremony.
A 2nd marriage.
An important client for the agency.
Did the future Mrs Cazet
go to a hen party
at The Patio?
Yes.
What d'you think?
That a father who's present
can do more harm.
Dad!
- Hi, Adeline.
- Hi.
Farid, my grandad.
Adeline, Dad's partner.
Pleasure.
Sarah talks a lot about you.
Hang on, what is that there?
Oh! Thank you.
I'll be off. Goodbye.
- Mum's interviewing.
- I know.
- Hello.
- Hi, Mum.
This is Farid.
Pleasure.
I now know
where Sarah gets her beauty from.
I know
where Kader gets his charm from.
Shall we go?
He's better than I imagined.
I was looking for you.
I met Kader's father.
Ah yes, Adeline...
Come. I have a favour to ask of you.
To do with Farid.
Forensics sent the link
to Stan's photos.
There's a folder called Naïma Cazet
and there are a lot more photos
of her than the others. Look.
Mikaël didn't mention this:
he wasn't involved.
Look at these 2 images.
Only Mikaël's position changes.
Stan must have altered
the images by himself.
A hand on your wife's breast
when you run Christian Word
is most unwelcome.
Once edited, it may be worth ?10,000.
It gives Naïma a good reason
to want to get rid of Stan.
Naïma Belhadj...
They insisted on coming together.
He got the photos in an email.
He told his wife right away.
They have no secrets.
As editor-in-chief,
he must have known
it was a photomontage.
Why did Stan
send the photos to the husband?
He has the money.
Given his job,
he had the most to lose.
How did you get them?
The blackmailer's account.
It's hard
to make photos disappear nowadays.
I had to pay to save time.
I didn't want a scandal
before my wedding.
- I'd have dealt with him later.
- Oh yes?
- You've found him?
- Dead.
Yesterday morning.
Stanislas Archambault,
your wedding planner's brother.
Is Céline involved?
No. He went behind her back.
Where were you at that time?
Why? Do you suspect us?
They're doing their job.
We spent the night at the office,
finishing a special edition.
We finished at 5am
with our usual breakfast.
We have 10 witnesses.
When did you pay Stanislas the money?
2 days ago.
I left ?5000 in the park
before meeting Naïma at the office.
5000? Wasn't it ?10,000?
No. The instructions were clear.
You can check the email he sent.
Expensive for phoney photos, eh?
You'll stay here
while we check your alibis.
Amazing, aren't they...
these couples who have no secrets?
Don't you think?
I think Cazet
is very clingy and controlling.
Not the kind of guy
who'd pay a pseudo-blackmailer.
He'd want more information.
When'll you tell me
who you're texting?
Never. Why?
I'm interested.
Any leads on Stan's stolen camera?
Texts, photos, videos...
Everything resurfaces
on the internet.
How right you are.
The camera must be linked
to the storage site too.
In that case,
the photos are saved in real time.
A skateboard.
No need for geolocation.
See the mast behind?
Rhône Swimming Pool.
There's a skatepark there.
The thief's there now. Let's go.
- Isn't that him?
- Looks like it.
A little selfie, Captain?
Police! You're under arrest.
Where's the computer?
At mine. I'll never do it again!
- I never robbed a car before.
- A car? What?
I only broke one window.
The stuff was on the back seat
of an old-style car.
Oh yes?! You'd better remember
the make. Come on.
Well?
He stole them
from the back of a beige Peugeot 403:
Columbo's car.
Adeline is checking up.
OK. Thank you very much.
3 registered.
Believe in coincidences?
- No, not really. You?
- Me neither.
1 of the 3 owners is Alexandre Cazet.
So, he'd found out
who his blackmailer was.
My client was blackmailed,
yet he's been arrested!
The victim's items were in his car.
Who says?
An 18-year-old criminal's word
against my client's.
You've never seen this camera?
Don't answer that.
We don't actually need you to answer.
Your car's rear window was smashed.
We'll compare the prints
on the camera with yours.
Any matches,
you'll be done for m*rder.
OK.
After depositing the money
in the park, I waited.
- I saw the man arrive.
- You followed him.
I wanted to get the photos,
and my money.
You got to Stan's,
things turned nasty.
He wanted a fight.
I only defended myself.
He was alive when I left.
Mr Cazet went to work:
I see no reason to keep him.
He may have gone back to Stan's
when he found
his computer and camera gone.
Mere assumption.
Naïma can vouch
for her fiancé's presence.
Leave Naïma out of this.
She's been harassed enough.
Really?
We're placing you
in custody for theft
and as*ault and battery
in a criminal case.
Just before his wedding?
You joking?
Clearly not.
I don't know.
He really looks cross with him.
I wanted them to unite them.
Maybe. We'll see.
Call you back!
- Hi, Dad.
- Hi.
- OK?
- Not bad.
- I've made you a nice dinner.
- Lucky me.
To prove I haven't forgotten you.
My only fear is that
you get as disappointed as I was.
Don't worry, Dad. No way.
Farid's really cool.
He's having a meal with old mates.
He's really happy to be here.
He's missed you a lot.
You mean well, but you can't
make people love each other.
So, what have you cooked?
- Pizzas. They'll be here soon.
- Original.
"Temporary residence
permit application."
A coffee, please.
- Here you go, sir.
- Thanks.
- Adeline.
- Got a pen?
Go ahead.
Number plate: OS 437 KA.
A tall, dark-haired man, about 30.
He gave Kader's dad a sports bag.
I don't think
it contains tennis gear.
Got it. Thank you, Adeline.
Hang on.
Someone else has arrived.
No way.
Adeline?
It's Cherif.
For a man who's changed,
you're not hard to find.
I always liked this spot.
- You haven't forgotten?
- No.
When I saw you with Sarah earlier,
I almost believed you for a moment.
Forget the past...
a fresh start.
- I can explain.
- Explain what?
That you used Sarah
to get a temporary residence permit?
Know what'll happen
if they find out
she copied my signature?
Nothing.
Unless you report her.
I had no choice.
If I'd asked you, you'd have refused.
I've a right to see
my family and my son.
Is that why you came?
Are you sure?
What's in the bag?
I'll rephrase that.
How much?
Forget what they said,
it's my money.
I'm amused you think that.
It's from your last job.
I saw the guy who brought it.
He's your partner's son.
A family matter.
I wasn't going to let the dosh go.
It's my share.
Case closed. I've been to prison,
I've paid my debt.
I came to get it
for you and Sarah too.
To pay for her education.
How much does a cop earn?
I feel sorry for you.
Don't worry.
I know who to return it to.
If I were you,
I'd leave quietly without a fuss.
See this square around us?
I bet what's in this bag
that my partner
is watching us somewhere.
And she doesn't like fuss.
- Did you have me followed?
- No.
Doucet...
I'll let you pay the bill.
I've no small change.
Kader.
Give Sarah a kiss from me.
Will you?
Incorrigible.
Police Station
Stanislas was also interested
in tattooing. Thanks.
Back when he wanted to be an artist.
He had a gift.
I wonder why he stopped.
That's funny.
Looks like the one
Stan had on his forearm.
We must be able to find
whoever has that.
Naïma Belhadj.
She had the same tattoo.
She hid it. Didn't you see?
I'll get her, on her own.
Jean-Paul.
- I put a bag in your office.
- I saw it. I'm on it.
Farid's at the airport.
I'm making sure he flies out.
As long as the bag's in my office,
he's not in trouble.
Thank you.
A fine duo, Adeline and you.
You jealous?
Naïma Belhadj is here.
Cup of tea?
Yes, I think so.
- My mother served tea like that.
- Yes?
- Where are your parents from?
- Lebanon.
I haven't seen them for years.
- They never accepted my choices.
- Like getting tattoos?
Or going out with Stan Archambault?
D'you watch any TV series?
Sons of Anarchy, for example.
Season 1, episode 1.
Or how a tattoo
can tell the story of your past.
Stan had the same one.
May I?
I...
It's nothing personal.
It's for the investigation.
A pretty heart. Not bad.
I went out with Stan 10 years ago.
Didn't seen him again till last week.
I met him in a café. We had a drink.
Why not say so?
His death took me by surprise.
Really?
Maybe you didn't want
your fiancé
to know about your liaison.
Why not? Nothing wrong
with being in love at 20.
Unless you got back with him.
No. I love Alexandre.
Stan thought he wasn't right for me.
He thought that sending photos of you
would drive him away,
disgust him.
But it strengthened
your relationship, didn't it?
He came and waited outside the office
after his fight with Alex.
He told me he'd never
got over our breakup and...
that he'd started taking dr*gs
at that point.
As if it was my fault.
He never had any chance
with that family of his.
I said I'd return
what his mum gave me.
What was that?
His parents paid me to leave him.
- Did he know?
- No.
- I told him that day.
- How did he react?
He was furious. He left.
I'm sure he went
to settle the score with his mum.
I'm not proud
of that period in my life.
I've never mentioned it.
Even Alexandre doesn't know.
Yes?
No. Let them in and stay with them.
We're on our way.
Céline and her mum
are at Stan's flat.
Thanks.
Mrs Archambault?
Mrs Archambault.
Forgive me. I'm sorry if I...
We need to know
if you've seen your son lately.
What are you doing?
My mother's tired!
You can see she's unwell!
Mummy?
Are you OK?
I'm here, all's well.
How did she get the bruise?
She fell.
I'm done. Let's go.
I'm sorry about what happened to you.
A son should never hit his mother.
Stanislas, my baby...
I pushed you too far.
Forgive me,
I only want you to be happy.
You're right.
- About Naïma?
- Who is Naïma?
Is that her?
She's your new fiancée?
She's pretty.
What does she do?
- Enough. Let's go.
- Leave your brother alone!
Stop pushing him away!
Fetch him some money
from the drawer. He's skinny.
Go on. Go and get it.
You know where your father
hides the money, don't you?
Your sister will give you nothing.
She wants it all for herself.
Right.
Would you come with us, please?
We know Stan went to your home
on the night he d*ed.
He'd gone crazy.
He stormed into Mum's bedroom,
insulted her
for pushing Naïma out of his life.
He didn't even realise
she couldn't recognise him.
And he flipped his lid!
He pushed her violently.
Like my father.
It was unbearable!
The same v*olence!
He shouldn't've made us relive that!
So you k*lled him.
No. No, first of all...
I tried to contain him
like my parents used to do.
I gave him ?10,000 to go away.
But I knew it wouldn't stop him.
He had my father's hatred
in his eyes.
What happened next?
I couldn't calm down.
I waited for Mummy
to fall into a deep sleep
and I went back to Stan's.
The music was so loud.
He'd taken dr*gs.
It wasn't very hard
to shut him in the sauna.
I felt a great sense of calm.
I thought that...
I could finally begin to live.
Dejax's friend has a nursing home.
Céline's mother
should be taken there today.
The Cazets have invited us
to the wedding.
I'll go if Capt. Briard comes.
I don't have any shoes.
I'll find a solution.
At a push, we can go barefoot.
I have some Turkish slippers.
- Got any with heels?
- Good call.
Is that your mum there?
Yes, it is.
She wanted to speak to Sarah with me.
- Come and say hello.
- I'll leave you to your family.
I'd like you to be part of it.
But I warn you,
mine is far from relaxing.
Each to his own then,
if you don't mind.
- Here.
- Thanks.
- Mum.
- Thanks.
- Has Grandad gone?
- Yes.
Yes. He asked me to kiss you.
Did you ask him to go?
Why? It was just a signature, Dad.
Sweetie, your grandad
never thought twice about
involving you in his mess.
That's why I asked him to leave.
I don't think he'll be back.
I so wanted to know him.
To know him? Why?
If it's about your roots, we're here.
Look at us.
We look the part, don't we?
Yes.
Where shall I start?
- Kader's first heartache?
- No!
She was 7. Her name was,
wait for it: Adeline.
You remember that, Mum?
Of course I do.
Mums remember everything.
But he's found the right Adeline now.
Waiting for someone, Commander?
Not any more.
03x06 - Chantages
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Captain Kader Cherif is a brilliant and eccentric detective in this addictive, long-running mystery series set in Lyon.
Captain Kader Cherif is a brilliant and eccentric detective in this addictive, long-running mystery series set in Lyon.