04x03 - Meurtre parfait

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Maniac!

Let me get to my desk, Captain.

I haven't been a captain
for a while, Adeline.

Delmas?

Forget the rank,
you can call me Sylvie.

Since you're investigating me

perhaps we should have lunch?

When and where?

Today, o'clock,
Théodore restaurant. Know it?

See you there.

- Hello.
- Hi.

- Here.
- Thanks.

I don't have to be at the school
until .

- So...
- This is when the phone rings.

- Really?
- Yes. But who cares?

Cherif, I've left messages.

Did you forget you're working today?
Call me.

Don't worry,
Captain Briard will look after you.

She's a woman.
But she's very good.

The Perfect m*rder

We can't get hold of Cherif.

Maybe his alarm didn't go off.

Last time he didn't turn up
he had amnesia.

Who's the victim?

Karim Bosquet, years old,

no record.

He had a fight with a car,

and he lost.

Two witnesses saw the car
go that way.

- Got a make?
- Just the colour, grey.

Check if the neighbours saw anything.

Ah, Adeline!
A feast for the eyes.

Are you on a diet?

You noticed?

I've lost g.
I'm aiming for a kilo.

- Are we missing someone?
- Sleeping.

Don't worry,
I know what Kader would say.

The car came from here.

The driver didn't see him,
he hit him.

Look.

Marks on the road.

The driver must be praying
no-one saw his car.

No, there's no doubt.
I can see straightaway.

- It was an accident.
- A hit-and-run?

I doubt it.

There you are! OK?

Yes, fine.

Your theory is good
but there are tyre marks here.

Someone put their foot down.

I bet the tyre marks over there
are the same.

The driver moved off
when he was crossing?

That would explain the swerve.

The driver braked after the impact

to make sure
the pedestrian wasn't getting up.

It's m*rder.

I'll stick to my job.

I was late,
to make sure you'd all miss me.

I'll say it again,

the world does not revolve
around you.

You're saying that
because you have news

on Delmas and your brother.

I'm saying nothing.

Nice car.

They don't make them like that
any more.

How can I help?

Police.

Are you Mr Bosquet?

Yes.

It's about your son, Karim.

Can we talk in private?

I must tell his mother.

We're divorced
and we don't get on, but...

I don't want her
to hear it from someone else.

She'll blame me.
When she moved to Marseille

I insisted
that Karim stayed in Lyons.

A teenager needs a father
to keep him in line.

I know Karim thought
I was hard, but...

I thought he'd be fine
at the garage.

Did your son have problems?

Last week,

he got into a fight
with Pierre Murat, a mechanic.

It was strange
because they're mates.

Pierre was furious with Karim.

- Why were they fighting?
- I don't know.

I tried to talk to Karim
that night, but...

he wouldn't tell me.

Where is Pierre?

He's taken a car out.
He won't be long.

What time did he get in?

I don't know,
I was opening our new garage.

It'll be recorded.

You mean he clocked in?

No. We fill in cards.

Like this one?

Yes.
When a client brings their car,

we note the time, who works on it
and the time spent,

for invoicing.

Who fills it in?

My wife used to do it...

but now everybody does their own.

Pierre Murat has a record
for car theft.

Is that him?

- Pierre Murat?
- Yes.

Your working day is over.

- What?
- You're coming down the...

I'm placing you in custody.

What's the problem
between you and Karim?

There is no problem.
We work together.

Come on,

tell us why you threatened him.

Did he come crying?

He won't get the chance.

Where were you
between and : this morning?

- She asked you a question.
- I didn't do this.

I've known Karim for years.

He got me a job at the garage.

We argued over something stupid.

Right.

Why did you run
when you saw we were police?

Fine.
You can stew in the cells.

A chance to think.

We'll find out
why you were angry with Karim.

It'll take longer,
and it'll cost you.

I do work on the side
when everyone's gone.

I've got a set of keys,
so I repair cars at night.

Without worrying about
the vehicle ownership?

It's to make ends meet.
I'd like my own garage,

but I can't get a loan
with my record.

And Karim?

Well?

The victim found out
about his mate's scheme

and was going to tell his dad.
He suggested a deal.

Karim would keep quiet
in return for a payoff.

Does he have an alibi?

He filled in a card for : .

We'll check he was there.
If so, we'll let him go.

He'll be prosecuted
for illegal working.

Very well.

The car, a grey Polo,
stolen last night,

was found an hour ago,
burnt out.

Where?

Waste ground near Rillieux.
No witnesses.

Nor security cameras?

It was well planned.

Why go through such trouble
to k*ll a young mechanic?

Thanks.

Murat's colleagues
confirm he was at the garage.

It's not him.

You seem intrigued.

Do you believe in coincidences?

No.

May I?

There.

No clues.
Hands on the buzzer.

Come on.

Ready?

I'm a year-old man,

from Lyons, a lawyer,
criminology professor,

and my wife mysteriously
disappeared.

I was a suspect,
and placed in custody. I am...

Adeline...

I am Xavier Lamarre.

I've been away from Lyons.

That's true.

OK.

The lead investigator is convinced
Lamarre used his own car

to get rid of the body.

He asked for it
to be searched.

They found nothing,
and let him go.

What's the link?

Look.

Karim Bosquet
cleaned Lamarre's car.

What does it prove?

You're investigating
the disappearance of Mrs Lamarre,

and the man who cleaned
your suspect's car is k*lled.

You don't seem excited.

I was convinced.

They didn't find anything
in the car,

no DNA, not a drop of blood,
nothing.

- End of story.
- And at the house,

nothing, either?

Nothing unusual for a couple
who'd lived there years.

How does the husband
explain her disappearance?

Quite simply:

, people disappear
each year in France,

most of their own free will,
which is what his wife did.

He filed a complaint.

Wrongful arrest, defamation.

If he could, he'd have complained
about the colour of his cell.

The boss must be happy.

He's next up for promotion
and wants to stay that way.

He closed the case.

No body, no m*rder w*apon,
no witnesses...

You dropped it.

I brought everything I have.

The guy k*lled his wife,
no doubt.

He's a k*ller
and a pretentious bastard,

but he's clever.

If you can get him for Karim Bosquet
that's a start.

If you get Lamarre,
dinner is on me. OK?

OK. Thanks for the file.

Right.

I can't wait for him to buy dinner.

Christiane Lamarre, wife of Xavier,
, yoga teacher.

On Friday, she calls her sister
to say she wants a divorce

and will tell her husband
that evening.

Since that call, she's vanished.

Her sister goes round the next day.
Xavier is alone.

According to him, his wife left.

- It's a possibility.
- Not without money.

There's been no activity
on her account or her phone.

Lieutenant Roudès
spoke to the neighbours.

That night,

one of them saw Lamarre's Audi
go out around AM.

That's when he got rid
of his wife's body.

What does he say about the car?

- Nothing.
- He doesn't deny it either.

What did he say?

"I don't remember what I did.

"I was upset by my wife leaving.
I may have gone out in the car."

You can track him with his phone.

He left it at home.
We don't know where he went.

Lamarre slipped through the net,

but why go after Karim Bosquet?

Lamarre's arrest was in the news.

Karim may have made the link
between the car he cleaned

and the missing woman.

If he contacted him,
Karim was a thr*at to Lamarre.

Pay him a little visit.
Tread carefully.

As always.

Excuse me.

I'm waiting, Adeline.

I'm investigating a m*rder.

You need
to get your priorities right.

Tonight, PM, at Théodore.

Don't be late.

You didn't tell me Adeline
was seeing someone.

Didn't you know?
When you take someone to Théodore,

it isn't to talk business.

You're such a romantic, Joël.

You go to Théodore's to score.

Who's scoring?

Anything wrong?

No.
We need to talk to Lamarre.

He's giving a lecture.

I'd like to k*ll
birds with stone.

Solve the m*rder of Karim Bosquet

and the disappearance
of Christiane Lamarre.

- I don't want to hold you back.
- That's not your style.

We can't bring him in
for questioning

about his wife's disappearance.

But we can ask him about Karim.

If he wants to confess
to k*lling his wife,

we won't stop him.

I'm having people for drinks tonight.

You're obviously invited.

"Obviously." You know
very well I'm not free tonight.

Oh? That's a pity.

I saw Baudemont telling you.

Who are you meeting?

I've got a lead
relating to Sébastien.

Do you need backup?
I can cover you.

It'll be fine.
Thanks for offering.

Assuming it hasn't changed
since I was here,

it'll finish in minutes.

And miss this?
Are you serious?

Always the same question
at the heart of the investigation:

where is the body?

If the police don't have a body,
they have no case.

Give me cases

where the lack of a body
meant the accused was acquitted,

despite the evidence.

Dimitri Bellanger case.

He disappeared at sea
and his wife was acquitted.

Very good. Another?

Come on.
No one?

Really?

You disappoint me.
What about me?

You know the police think
I k*lled my wife.

Two of their elite
have come to join us.

You look like a cop.

Remember what Saint-Hilaire said:

"A criminal case is determined
not by the accused,

"but by the accuser."

I hope this week's subject
will inspire you.

"Police interrogation techniques."

I want you to explain
how to counter them.

We'd get good marks together.

You've already got a teacher.

Sorry?

Déborah. She's a lawyer,
she could teach you.

Good recovery.

Captain Briard and Captain Cherif.
We have some questions.

I'm honoured,
but I don't have time.

Remember!

Don't let your guard down.

That's what I say every morning.

Have you heard from my wife?

No. Have you?

That was cruel.

If I'd heard from her,
I'd have told the police.

You know I don't have
to answer your questions.

We're investigating a m*rder,
Karim Bosquet.

Not one of my students.

He worked at
One Automobiles garage.

What's that to do with me?
This is a m*rder, right?

A premeditated m*rder?

Lesson time is over.

Where were you this morning,
say, between and : ?

I'm accused of k*lling my wife

and now someone
who works at a garage.

Wow!
I'm that disturbing?

Disturbing is strong.
We're just trying to understand.

"Understand."

There's nothing to understand.

A professor
who teaches his pupils

how to counter police methods
is better locked up, no?

You overestimate us.

You should come to our office.

You can review your lesson
on interrogation methods.

I don't think you have anything
to teach me.

How about neither yes nor no?

You win, we leave you alone.
You lose, you come with us.

- Captain...
- Cherif, season , episode .

I accept.

You're interesting.

- Full name?
- Xavier Samuel Michel Lamarre.

- Age?
- .

Profession?

Lawyer, law professor,
specialisation criminology.

- Married?
- Exactly.

- Widowed?
- Not to my knowledge.

- Did you k*ll Karim Bosquet?
- Absolutely not.

Did you k*ll him
to cover up a m*rder?

I answered that already.

- Where were you between and : ?
- I don't remember.

- You can do better.
- I was at home, alone.

Have you lied during this game?

No idea.

That's it.

The goal is to obtain
straight answers.

By not allowing me
to answer yes or no,

your method was bound to fail.

Maybe.

I know exactly when you lied,
and gave yourself away.

Wondering where
I gave myself away proves I lied.

Yes.

Let's go. We'll do
the nd round at the station.

I've already been held
for hours.

I don't need to remind you
what that means.

We can't hold you
for the same charges.

Good answer.

But what interests us
is the m*rder of Karim Bosquet.

Ah yes, young Karim!

Whom I k*lled?

And for what reason?

Because he cleaned your car

the day after your wife disappeared.

It all makes sense.

You'll need more than that.

Captain,
here's what you wanted.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

Right.

So...

Regarding your alibi
for this morning...

Yes?

You don't have much luck
with your neighbours.

They saw you leave home
at : .

Which is unusual.
Where did you go?

Since my wife left,
I don't sleep well.

I get stressed,

so I go out walking early.
I find it relaxing.

Do you have a favourite spot,

where you walk?

Can you write down
your movements today,

hour by hour,
from the moment you...

I didn't k*ll this Karim.

Nor did I k*ll my wife.

What your colleague brought
is statements from neighbours,

gossip,

tittle-tattle, half-truths.
It's disgraceful.

Yes, starting with how you weren't
the perfect husband.

I agree.

No, I plead guilty to that.

Maybe Christiane is with a lover.

- Who knows?
- I hope so.

Sooner or later, she'll show up,

and then you'll have to apologise

for the way you've treated me.

Excuse me.

No. No, you're not going
to believe me.

It's my wife.

"Stop calling,
I need time. Christiane."

Hello. This is Christiane.

Leave me a message
and I'll get back to you.

Hello.
This is Captain Briard.

We need to speak to you, urgently.
Call me back. Thank you.

- She won't call.
- I know.

It's Lamarre.
He has an accomplice,

or he sent the text.

You're sure he was never
out of your sight?

Sure.

I've asked for the call log.
We'll know where it was sent from.

Unless we can prove
the message is fake,

he'll say Christiane is alive.

If she's alive,
he had no reason to k*ll Karim.

Yes... Such synchronicity
isn't a coincidence,

it's provocation.

Maybe, but we have no choice.
Tell him he can go.

Can you do it?
I have to go.

Me too.

Anything I should know about?

I hope not.

- Thank you.
- Thanks.

Please come this way.

Here you are.

I'm not sure
why you're so interested in me.

You left Lyons months ago

to go back to Paris,
you question my former colleagues

and look into my cases.

You were Sébastien's
head of department.

You initiated the investigation
against him. Why?

An informer made a complaint
against your brother.

He was taking a cut
on his dealing.

No one found any proof
to those accusations,

except the officer
who heard the complaint,

one of your officers.

- Yes. So?
- I tried to talk to him.

Not a word,
like all the others.

They have a duty of confidentiality.

Are you ready to order?

A seafood platter
and chicken Célestine for table .

- Hi.
- Hello.

Take a break.

The silence made me want
to find out more.

He was working on a property case?

That's not a secret,
it's in the file.

He was working on several cases.

I blame myself
for overestimating him.

He wasn't up to it.

That case was his death warrant.

I understand your brother's death
is difficult to accept.

su1c1de always is,
but it's been years.

Move on.

Don't tell me what to do.

All his cases were taken over
by your colleagues,

except the property one.

There was nothing to it.
I closed the case.

I disagree.
There was a lot of money involved.

You know what they say:
Just follow the money trail.

"Follow the money trail."

You're chasing ghosts,
Adeline. Be careful.

Your brother committed su1c1de.

See you again soon.

Hello. I don't know
how much dinner cost,

but the bill is going to be steep.

Captain Kader Cherif.
You should have joined us.

My reputation precedes me.

Delighted to meet you,
Commissioner Delmas.

Your reputation is not an issue,
but thank you.

- For?
- Saving me contacting you.

I'm worried about Adeline.
The past is the past.

Help her turn the page.

Really?

The fact you're here alone
shows Adeline doesn't know.

Help her see reason.

I'll be clear, Commissioner.

Stay away from Adeline Briard.

And in case of doubt,
that was a thr*at.

Alright?

Here already?

How was your evening?

Nothing special.
How about you?

Dinner in front of the TV.
There was a series on.

A cop monitoring other cops.
I didn't see the end.

I've got news
on Christiane Lamarre's phone.

The text was sent
from the Lyons-Marseilles train.

The transport police
checked the video,

she wasn't on the train.
- And the phone?

Turned off after the text.

How did Lamarre do it?

Maybe it was one of his students.

A student with a crush
on her prof?

I know what to do.

We do have specific open days.

I'm not sure I can help you.

It's for our son, Balthazar.

It's hard choosing the right college.

Isn't it, darling?

Yes, my love.

Our son would like to study
in the United States,

but his father isn't keen.

Young people!
We have good courses in France,

but they want to go.
It's nonsense.

You see? I told you.

Librarians know
more than you think.

Is Professor Lamarre
a good teacher?

Yes, the students love him.
They have a lot of case law to read,

but he gives them
practical cases.

What do you mean?

The last exercise
was a hit-and-run accident.

- When was that?
- Last week.

They took the town plans

to find out where surveillance
cameras are placed.

And where there aren't any.

Do you have a list of the students?

Well...
Who are you?

We'll check their phones
and see who was in Marseilles.

Ah, phones!
Your speciality, Captain.

I'll let you get started.

Dinner with your mother?
Talking to Sarah?

Both.

- Hello, Déborah.
- Hello.

Thanks for coming.

The day before my honeymoon.
Only for you!

- Come on.
- OK.

I made enquiries about Delmas.

She's a living legend.

HQ, Legion of Honour, Interpol.

Her career path is quoted
in every police college.

Is my case against her viable?

Don't say I spent months
in Paris for nothing.

It's worth a try.

We'll have to be discreet.

She invited me to dinner last night.
She knows.

You shouldn't have gone alone.

If I can prove she's involved...
what's the matter?

The head of Interpol is corrupt
and wants to shut you up.

- So?
- Talk to Cherif.

- No.
- He's a good cop.

- It's my business.
- Adeline.

You're better
when you both work together.

Hi. How are you?

Kader has gone for pizza.
Come in.

I'll wait in the office.

Come on.
He's on his way. Come in.

OK.

Something wrong?

Just an update on a case.

Mixing personal and business.
Nothing changes.

I wouldn't say that.

- Want a drink?
- OK.

So, Captain Briard,
why did you come back to Lyons?

There's no need for us two
to be formal.

No, it's fine.

Listen, Adeline,
I'll be honest with you.

I'm jealous of your relationship.

There's no need.

So...
You have two children, right?

Yes, two boys,
and .

- Kader must be their hero.
- They adore him.

After my divorce,
I went through a bad time.

Meeting him was...

Now you're never apart.

It feels like
I'm sharing him with you.

You always say what you think?

Yes. It's important to say things.

Yes, quite.

- You, for example...
- Yes?

We could have been friends.

If we didn't both want Kader.

The Cherif special!

- OK?
- Just getting to know each other.

Let's eat.

- I'll be off.
- No, Captain.

You can't refuse a dinner invitation.

None of Lamarre's students
were tracked in Marseilles.

Lamarre knows a mobile
is as incriminating

as DNA.

Don't worry.
After discussing it with Justine,

I know how he's communicating
with his accomplice.

Since signing the convention
against t*rture in ,

France has committed
to not using in court

proof obtained

through inhumane,
cruel or degrading methods.

So that's years...

Hello.
Please,

carry on, Professor.
- Here are

our police officers.
Please sit down.

Thank you.

Do you mind?

Let's look at police harassment.

Take the case of the professor
accused of k*lling his wife.

Still no body?

No, but soon.

He is now accused
of k*lling the mechanic

who cleaned his car.
Except his wife sent a text

when the professor
was being questioned by the police.

What does that mean?

Lucie.

You'd win the harassment case.

Unless it wasn't the person
who disappeared who sent the text.

Ah yes, the accomplice.

Yes, the accomplice.

Who risks being found guilty
of obstruction,

concealing proof
and accessory to m*rder.

You've checked my phone
and my students'.

Have you found anything
to prove your theory?

No.

We weren't looking
in the right place.

- The ENT, for example.
- Quite.

What is the ENT?

- Yes?
- A virtual work space.

It enables you to communicate
with your teachers.

What is your relationship
with Mr Lamarre?

Lucie Martins, it's : PM,
I'm placing you in custody.

Remember article of the law
of May .

- The right to silence.
- This way.

You should change teachers, miss.

Goodbye.

You will be charged
for accessory to m*rder.

That's the end
of a promising career.

I deleted all the messages.

That's what aroused our interest.

Everyone else kept
their messages from Lamarre.

Leave him alone. We might have
feelings for each other,

but it proves nothing.

Very true.

You've got it all wrong.
His wife's disappearance

is the worst thing for us.

He can't have a relationship
until he knows where she is.

That's why I sent
the text from the train.

Is that what he told you?

Have you seen the film
where a wife pretends to be dead

to get revenge on her husband?

It's the same thing.

His wife is the nasty one,
not Xavier.

How did you know
when to send the text?

You had it planned
in case he was arrested?

When you came to the class
I knew straightaway.

It was my idea.
Xavier told me

his wife had left without her phone,

and I offered to do it
if he was arrested.

Xavier was very impressed.

And once in Marseilles?

I threw the phone in the sea
and got a lift back by car.

You don't understand.

Xavier would never do such a thing.

He's brilliant.

If only you knew.

That girl will get done
for obstruction,

and he'll carry on with his life.

Maybe not.

Lamarre didn't plan on k*lling Karim.

That's the key.
He lied about his car.

But they didn't find anything.

Yes. Yes...

The absence of proof
is the proof.

Take a look.

Does it help us
knowing the tyres were "old,

"with wear on the outside
causing alignment issues"?

Probably not,

but "new rear axle",
that might help us.

If it had been changed,
it would be on the invoice.

Maybe that's what
we're looking for.

It's Cherif.
Call One garage.

I need Xavier Lamarre's bill.

Thanks.

I'm not sure I follow you.

The invoice lists everything.

Oil change, cleaning,
changing the filter,

but no mention
of changing the rear axle.

That's why Karim was k*lled.

Lamarre wrapped his wife up,

but blood got on the axle.

Lamarre didn't change
what he couldn't see.

Blood on the internal parts.

Karim saw the blood
when he serviced the car,

and decided to blackmail Lamarre.

Who kills him.

There's your motive.
There are two possibilities.

Lamarre, before k*lling Karim,
found the blood-stained part,

and got rid of it...

Or it's hidden somewhere
and it's our proof.

I understand.
Get to work.

You said you had some news.

You know who k*lled Karim?

We're not sure,
but we have a lead.

We need to search your apartment.

Why?

Karim may have hidden
something there.

I hope you're right this time.

Pierre is still upset
at being accused of the m*rder.

Pierre Murat, the man
who argued with your son?

- He came to see you?
- Last night.

He's sorry about what happened.

He and Karim had resolved things.

He said he felt responsible,

that Karim was a good lad,

and I shouldn't believe otherwise.

Maybe his son wasn't involved.

May Karim and Murat
were in it together

and Murat wanted the part back.

We'll do the search.

Why does Murat feel responsible
for the death of Karim?

There's no need, unless
he's involved in the blackmail.

We've assumed
Karim was blackmailing Lamarre.

Because his name is on the card.

That's what Lamarre thought,
and why he k*lled him.

Someone could have used
his name as cover.

Someone filled with remorse

because his best friend d*ed
instead of him.

Pierre Murat.

Hello, Pierre.

Have you missed us?

And it nearly worked.

You tried to blackmail Lamarre,
but it didn't work.

He refused to pay

and wanted to find out
who knew.

He suspected Karim,

since he usually
looked after his car.

But it was you.

Wake up!
Karim is dead because of you!

I didn't think that would happen.

I put the car on the ramp
to do the service.

I nearly missed it.

When I saw the article
in the paper,

I realised I had the only proof
against Lamarre.

And it would be worth
a lot of money.

Yes. Why not?

I could have started
my own garage.

I put Karim's name on the card,

so Lamarre wouldn't identify me.

I didn't want it to go this far.

Now it's too late.
Where are the parts?

I asked you a question!

We'll be filing a complaint
with your superiors.

It's going to be a long process.

Really?

I think there'll be a -week trial.

Yes, because we can link
the m*rder of your wife

and that of Karim Bosquet.

Another of your games!

That could come from any car.

No, it couldn't.
We checked.

There are few examples
of your client's car.

These parts were ordered
and fitted months ago.

We found the invoice.
In your name.

Very good.

You can't prove I k*lled my wife.

No body, no witness.

You can't do it.

We have a witness.

Here's your statement

from when Lieutenant Roudès
questioned you.

You said your wife left
during the night

of Friday to Saturday. Correct?

Correct.

You remember a witness
saw you leaving in the car?

And?

The car you took
to the garage the next day

to be cleaned.

As long as nothing was found,
you'd get away with it.

But now...

we have your wife's DNA
on parts from your car.

That proves she was in the boot

and bleeding heavily.

End of lesson.

I can see a journey...

cold, and hot too.

Cheat. You know Mum is going
on honeymoon to Lapland.

Not at all.
I assure you.

I get it from my grandmother.
She had the gift.

- Really?
- Yes.

It's true, I promise.

Did the cards say I was coming?

Guess what?
I drew travel and study.

- It's a sign.
- Really?

It's good we're all here.

About your study trip,
it's still no.

- Why?
- I've listened to you all,

I've considered it. You're too young
to go so far away,

for so long.
- But the others are going!

If one parent agrees,
can I still apply?

No, I can only do it
if both parents agree.

You'd do it
if you weren't going out.

You've gone too far!

Let me talk to him.

- You always agree.
- Where are you going?

Grandma's.
I need some air.

I'll handle it.

Kader, I don't understand.
She's ready to go.

I should go home.

No.

- Do my cards?
- If you like.

You might give me
some good news.

Choose three.

One more.

I didn't shuffle them.
We'll do it again.

Off you go.
Take three.

- What?
- This isn't a good idea.

Hold on.

I've heard of
"the luck of the devil",

but your face suggests
I won't be a millionaire.

What are we having for supper?

Don't change the subject.
I want to know.

I don't know how to tell you.

I missed the end of Game of Thrones?
Just tell me.

You're going to die, Kader,
tomorrow.