04x08 - Coupable

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Please.

Help.

Help.

Help. Please.

Do you remember what happened, ma'am?

It's not my car.

And the man next to you, do you know him?

Is he your partner?

I don't know...

Maybe, I don't...

- We'll take you to the hospital.
- No.

I'm ok, I need to go home.
I have to go home.

What day is it?

I don't know. Tuesday?

Wednesday.

- You may have a concussion.
- No, no.

You need some tests, alright?

No.

- Did you call the police?
- No.

Police, I...

I'm a cop, that's my job.

- What is it? Is he dead?
- Yes.

But that wasn't the crash.

- He was sh*t in the belly.
- I'm on it, I'll...

I'm glad you wanted to
come with me to university.

Even if that's a detour for you.

I printed a map of the way.

I already made the journey alone
to know how long the detour is

to make sure I am not late
to the Criminal Documentation.

One must not be late.

I am capable of improvising.

As long as I have enough time
to prepare beforehand.

You are walking next to your bike.

I am.

I burst the inner tube.

I'll drop it off at the repair shop
next to university.

Can I know why you're smiling?

Because you said
'I burst the inner tube'.

Most people say
'My bike has a flat'.

Which makes no sense.

And even worse, 'I got a flat'.

Which is
a very violent and inappropriate image.

Captain Perran.

Yes?

Are you OK, Astrid?

Raphaëlle got into a car crash last night.

She is in Intensive Care.

I'm happy to see you. I must look awful.

What happened?

If I told you I can't remember anything,
would you believe me?

I do not understand.

I only came to after the crash,
I don't know what happened before that.

What is you last memory?

That, I remember perfectly.

Last night,
when you came to my place for dinner.

Raphaëlle,

we eat dinner together on Monday night.

- It is Friday morning.
- What?

- Three days? sh*t, no. Wait.
- Easy.

Can you grab my phone from my coat?

It's in one of my two pockets, Astrid.
Thanks.

It is not in the right pocket.
I will check the left.

There are many things in the left pocket,
but not your phone.

- Maybe in your pants?
- I never put anything in there.

Raphaëlle, there is no sign of your phone.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Commander Coste cannot remember anything.

I know, I saw the doctor.

She has post-concussive stress
with retrograde amnesia.

You OK?

Who are you?

You're not dressed as a nurse.

You sound friendly with me.
I feel like I know you.

- What?
- Astrid.

Is he my coworker?

He is. He is Captain Perran.

What an idiot. You're so dumb.

I know we work together.

Commander Coste
has only forgotten the last three days.

The last thing she can remember
is Monday night.

- Monday night?
- When we had dinner together.

Total blackout.

Oh yeah?

- What?
- Nothing, ok.

I can't stay here, I need to move.

I need to know what happened in that car.

No Raph, you stay here.
I'll do the legwork with Astrid.

We'll update you with any news.

- Do the what?
- Work the case.

Ah, the case, of course.

You must follow the instructions
of the medical staff.

Can we count on you?

Of course.

Are you sure?

I am.

She can't remember anything?

Not the crash,
and not the three days before that.

Nothing.

Commander Coste has retrograde amnesia.

Let's hope it goes away quickly.

I must say she's in a rather...

delicate situation.

Meaning?

Meaning forensics identified
the passenger in the car.

It's Jean-Marc Louvet.

Wait...

- The Jean-Marc Louvet or a namesake?
- No, that Jean-Marc Louvet.

- That is bothersome.
- It's f*cked up.

Right.

It's a real mess.

You're talking about
the boss of Boulogne FC?

The Louvet case, years or so ago.

At that time, Louvet wasn't the CEO
but a footballers' agent.

It is the first time I saw the name
Raphaëlle Coste in a file at the Doc.

I know the file.

Why 'footballers' agent'?

His job was to discover new football stars
in Africa and South America.

Families ready to go into debt
so their kids could

go to prestigious academies.

But he wanted crazy amounts of money.

In cash, of course.

Some kids managed to go to
big European clubs

but most of them,
the less successful ones,

were just thrown out onto the streets.

Ideal preys for all kinds of trafficking.

dr*gs, crime, prostitution.

Raphaëlle worked like hell to get Louvet.

But she couldn't get enough evidence,
witnesses withdrew.

And Louvet had reach and a lot of support.

The investigation was closed.

- Coste didn't like that, I bet.
- Not in the least.

That's when
the second Louvet case happened.

But this time,
Jean-Marc Louvet was the plaintiff.

Lieutenant Coste unethically accused him
of modern sl*very and trafficking.

She was given an injunction
that forbid her to get close to him.

Coste and Louvet are what we call
hereditary enemies.

They both keep trying to find ways
to bring the other down.

I really hope Commander Coste
didn't slip.

One of them asked for it,
it has to be Louvet.

Maybe, but he's the one who's dead.

What we think doesn't matter anyway.

Since the squad
is so close to Commander Coste,

the DA decided to hand the case over
to another department.

Hey!

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Hey.

Stop.

Hey!

Please!

Stop.

Don't, you're in no state to walk.

That man, he's getting away.

He was searching through my things
in my room.

- You have a concussion.
- No.

Listen, Doctor, I'm a cop. That's my job.
That's what I do.

Listen to me, ma'am. Look at me.

I'm a doctor. You have a concussion.

So go back to your room.
You can't stay here.

Come on.

I'll go with you.

He searched through my things.

- Raphaëlle.
- Astrid. Astrid, someone's after me.

Raphaëlle, you are out of the hospital
without medical authorization.

It is not reasonable.

- I need to talk to you.
- Raphaëlle, sit down.

Good. Come on.

At the hospital,

a guy dressed as a nurse
searched through my things.

I'm pretty sure
he put a sedative in my IV.

Luckily I woke up and left the hospital.

- I have to stay here.
- Raphaëlle, calm down.

- Help me.
- Yes, I will help you. Calm down.

I have new information.

The body of the person
that was next to you

is Jean-Marc Louvet's.

And you were driving his car.

What?

I don't get it.
What was I doing in his car?

That is what everyone is wondering.

I haven't seen him or heard of him
in years, I don't understand.

Except for one detail, Raphaëlle.
You do not remember the last three days.

The ballistic tests
revealed surprising results.

- Go on.
- Yeah.

Studying the body
confirmed the victim's identity.

It is Jean-Marc Louvet.

The sh*t was fired point-blank.

The victim didn't die instantly,
but minutes after.

- Due to hemorrhage.
- Alright. And ballistics?

- Well, ballistics...
- That's were it gets complicated.

There's good news and bad news.

- Good news is the w*apon is registered.
- And bad news?

It's Raphaëlle Coste's service w*apon.

Yes, Louvet is a bastard.

Yes, I wanted to bring him down.

But I wouldn't just sh**t him.

I believe you, Coste.

The ballistics report says he was k*lled
with your service w*apon.

It doesn't say you pulled the trigger.

Unless it was self-defense, I don't know.

You really don't remember what happened?

It's like I lost three days.

I can see myself with Astrid
on Monday night.

And the next minute, I'm in Louvet's car.

Commissioner,
we'll be in the meeting room.

Commander Coste, you already know
Commander Simoni from the Lyon police.

She's investigating Louvet's death.

She thought it was best
to work at the station.

Commander Coste.

Commander Simoni.

Please know
that I'll do anything I can to help.

I intend to do anything I can as well,
Commander.

You really don't remember anything?

Like I told the Commissioner,

the crash caused a several day
retrograde amnesia.

I'm sorry.

Sometimes, amnesia is very convenient.

And what about the ballistics report?
It should be on my desk by now.

No updates at all, sorry. I'll ask again.

But they have a lot of work these days.

But this is a priority, don't you agree?

I agree, it's a priority, yes.

Well, let's do that, ok?
I'll set up in the meeting room.

Commander Coste,
stay at our disposal of course.

Of course.

Thank you, Commissioner.

The minute
Simoni reads the ballistics report,

you'll be put in custody, Coste.

I don't always agree with your methods,

but you're the best cop
I've ever worked with.

You're the most qualified
to prove your innocence.

But I can only give you a few hours.

- You didn't have to.
- I don't have to do anything.

I trust you, Coste.

It's not the same.

Commissioner,

I promise that if I find out I sh*t him,

I'll surrender.

I'm certain of that.

Come on. Hurry, Coste, time's ticking.

Excuse me?

I know you, right?

No.

Yes, I do.

Can I help you?

I was asked to come here.
I'm Mr. Louvet's driver, Nino Muñez.

Do you recognize me?

- You worked for him yesterday.
- No, I didn't.

And I can't forgive myself.

If I'd driven him,
he wouldn't have crashed

and he'd still be alive.

- Really, you're interrogating my witness?
- Easy, Simoni. Easy.

He was asking for directions.

Yeah.

Astrid,

I only have a few hours
to get my memory back.

If I can't remember anything,

my apartment can talk for me.

- Raphaëlle, apartments do not talk.
- It's an image, Astrid.

It is a mess.

- That's not a clue.
- I know.

It is still a mess.

Raphaëlle, on the table.

There are two glasses of wine
and an opened bottle.

You were drinking.

Here.

Raphaëlle, here.

This probably means
someone had intercourse recently.

Yes.

- Maybe Théo...
- No!

No, no.

Théo is in England at a friend's.
Thank God.

No, I think...

It is possible I may be involved in using

this item.

You made bim.

Yes.

It'd be great to know who I made bim with.

I can't remember this either.

Maybe it has nothing to do with the case.

- Here.
- Yes, here.

Raphaëlle.

- Huh?
- Here.

Between the cushions.

An earphone.

- It's not mine.
- So it is a clue.

Wait, Astrid. Clues!
I have pockets filled with clues.

Look.

There. This, this, this, this. Clues.

This. This is a clue. Yes.

This, this. Yes, yes, yes.

There is a lipstick, a tampon,
your earphones, a receipt, a lip liner.

A tampon, a lip liner.

A lipstick.

A receipt.

Raphaëlle, let me remind you
that you quit smoking.

Huh? No, I don't remember.

Let me remind you, Astrid,
that I have retrograde amnesia.

Yes, but you quit smoking
more than six months ago.

Your retrograde amnesia
is only for the last three days.

You don't miss anything.

Even though you smoke a cigarette
on a plane,

and it is forbidden.

Milonga.

Raphaëlle, do you remember visiting
this establishment?

No, I don't remember anything.

That's crazy.

So this lighter is a clue.

- This lighter is a clue.
- Yes.

Yeah, let's go.

Come on.

- Astrid.
- Yes, you left the clues.

Let's go.

I don't remember, we must be wrong.
I never set foot in this bar.

Ah, there you are.
You can finally pay your tab.

Did I come here before?

Ok. It's even worse than I thought.

Commander Coste has retrograde amnesia
due to a commotion.

Commotion?

Lots of people here have commotions.

Just a huge hangover.
And you really made the most of it.

You mean I was drinking?

I'm sorry?

Even Bardas here,
who drinks pastis a day,

never saw anything like that.

You were in really bad shape, ma'am.
Totally out of it.

Could you review the events
in the order they happened, please?

Yeah.

So, you arrived around last night.

You were alone.

And then a guy came in.

Came to sit with you.

Alright...

That guy...

was that him?

No.

No, he was cuter.

And younger too.

Did it seem like I knew him?

No, at first you were cordial and polite.

Then you drank.
One pint, two pints...

Four pints and you collapsed on the table.

What happened next?

Then, the guy left.

And you finally woke up.

Well, you didn't look good when you did.

And then you left, without paying.

When I came in, did I look drunk already?

No, you were still normal.
You were sober, I know.

- With my work, I have a radar.
- Of course.

Astrid, we need to see Fournier.

- Doctor Fournier is a coroner.
- Exactly.

He needs to do some tests.
Something's wrong.

I don't get drunk with four pints.
I can hold my alcohol better.

Hey, lady!
You're not leaving without paying, right?

Don't worry, I'll come back.

- Raphaëlle you did not pay.
- Yes, well, I don't have...

You saw something.

These are posters.

Did you hear that, Astrid?

Like a...

Like a g*nsh*t.

I remember.

I heard a g*nsh*t when I left the bar.

If I heard a g*nsh*t,
that means I didn't sh**t him, right?

Probably.

Then I followed the noise.

I followed the noise to...

to here.

There is body of consistent evidence
indicating

that we found the primary crime scene.

- We need...
- Do not step into the stain.

We need to tell the others.

If something can prove I'm innocent,
it'll be here.

Astrid, your phone.

I will unlock it.

- Thanks.
- Easy.

sh*t!

Astrid, sorry.

I lost one of my earphones.

- Your what?
- Raph? Oh, it's you.

I lost one of my earphones,
I don't know where it is.

It's a struggle when I pick up,
because the other one is still connected.

- It was you?
- Me what?

The guy I had sex with. It was you?

I left my earphone in your room?

No, in the couch.

We did it there too, yeah.

How many times did we do it?

Well...

If you count the time at the station,
in your car,

that's six.

Seven times.

I don't know.

- Wait, in four days?
- In two days.

We finished the day before yesterday.

You mean...

we're a couple?

No, no.

It's more complicated.

Complicated, yes of course.
It's us, I'm not surprised.

sh*t, Nico, I'm sorry.

No, don't be.

You have others things to worry about.
We need to prove you're innocent.

About that.

We found the primary crime scene.

It's Impasse Letort, in Saint-Ouen.

- On my way.
- No, Nico.

No.

Just tell Simoni.

I can't tell her, you know?
I'm scared she'll charge it against me.

- Raph!
- Nico, Simoni needs to know.

I don't know how,
she just needs to have it, ok?

- OK.
- Thanks, Nico.

That's my phone.

It's charged.

Something is wrong.

Read the message.

Let's talk. Meet at pm in Saint-Ouen.

You sent this message to Jean-Marc Louvet.

You asked Jean-Marc Louvet to come here.

To the crime scene.

Where he was sh*t
with your service w*apon.

- You think I k*lled him?
- I do not know.

What I know is that you made it so
Commander Simoni has this address.

So I think it would be best
if we did not stay here.

Come on.

The phone, Raphaëlle.

You put the phone back.

Good evening, Coste. Give me your arm.

Clench your fist.

Go on. Alright.

OK.

- Do you mind if I smoke?
- No, no.

It doesn't work.

Commander!

sh*t, sh*t!

sh*t.

You're making a mistake.

You're accusing me of doing my job wrong?

I'm just saying that you wanting
to put Coste in custody is premature.

My mind was made up a while ago,
Commissioner.

But since you're so eager
to give me the ballistics report,

we don't seem to share
the same concept of time.

In the meantime, we found damning evidence
in Commander Coste's phone.

So let me assure you,
putting her in custody is justified.

I'll call a team to arrest her.

Commissioner.

- Ah, came to surrender?
- No, I'm bringing a key witness.

Some guy broke into my apartment.

- Where can we find this witness?
- Handcuffed to a heater in my apartment.

Let's go?

After you.

Just because I'm following you now
doesn't mean I'll go back on my decision.

- Good luck, it's gonna be ok.
- Hey lovebirds, step back.

Come on, let's go.

Please.

Thank you.

Keys.

He was there.

He was here.

I handcuffed him to the heater.
He was here, I swear.

What about the vase you hit him with?
Where's the debris?

Here, it was everywhere!

I hit him with the vase from behind,
he collapsed here.

There were papers everywhere,
he ransacked everything, I swear!

I swear I'm not crazy, Commissioner.

Well...

I'll give you the benefit of the doubt.

- Call forensics.
- OK.

If something did happen here,
there has to be evidence.

Coste.

I'll be alright.

- You think I'm crazy, don't you?
- Not at all.

I'm just trying to understand.

If you want to bring
some warm clothes with you,

or a medical prescription,
now's the time.

Can't it wait tomorrow,
she won't flee to Uruguay you know.

- Let's go.
- Take it easy, Simoni.

Look, let me go first.

Hands up, like this.

You're all armed anyway.
You should be fine.

Coste! Keys!

No one saw she took a spare?

I can't.
She must have left the keys in the lock.

sh*t.

What's this?

- Hello?
- Raph?

f*ck Nico, you're awesome.

How did you manage that?

Apparently, Simoni's thing
is putting bugs on people.

You can speak freely, it's a prepaid card.

OK.

But you being a fugitive,
I didn't predict that.

There's undercover surveillance
at Astrid's,

and not very discreet.

I know, they're at my place too.

Listen Raph, here's what you'll do.

Ah, Raphaëlle.

Excellent, you got Astrid's message.

Do you know the way
or should I tell you again?

No, William, I think I'm good.

I'll be fine, thanks William.

- You should thank your friends.
- Exactly.

That's why I'm thanking you.

Oh, Astrid.

, , , .
, , , .

- Raphaëlle.
- f*ck.

I scared you.

Do you want me to whisper?

Alright.

Alright.

Astrid.

- I'm sorry, I messed up all your files.
- Yes.

I need to leave anyway.

- I can't stay here, it's too dangerous.
- Dangerous?

- Astrid?
- Yes?

It's dangerous for you as well.
Do you understand?

Me hiding here
means you're an accomplice.

Raphaëlle,

you are innocent.

I'd love be as sure as you are.

But I'm not.

I have new information
you should find interesting.

There was a robbery, rue Francoeur,
in the th arrondissement of Paris.

What's it got to do with me?

Raphaëlle, rue Francoeur, .

- Your old apartment.
- My place.

Not anymore, you moved.

You're saying that the people who broke in
had the address wrong?

A nurse with biker's boots
ransacking your room at the hospital,

your old apartment being robbed,

someone breaking into your new apartment,

it is a body of consistent evidence.

- Astrid.
- Raphaëlle.

Alright, ok. Yes.

There is a body of consistent evidence
that argues in favor of your innocence.

That's great work, Astrid.

- You ate the bento.
- Huh?

The bento.

- Yes, it was really good.
- You did not put away your chopsticks.

- Was it good?
- Yes.

- Astrid, listen.
- Yes.

Whatever happens,
I won't let you put yourself at risk, ok?

I need to leave and hide elsewhere,
do you understand?

Raphaëlle.

You are my best friend.

There is no better place to hide
than in this maze.

The little man.

Astrid.

Hello, Astrid.

The Commander wants to speak with you.

- Hello.
- Mrs. Nielsen.

Has Commander Coste
contacted you in any way?

Absolutely not.

Well in this case,
we are going to search this place.

If you'll allow us, of course.

The Criminal Documentation
is a police department,

it is not private property.

Therefore, I cannot stop you.

However,
I will ask you to please be very careful

to the order of things,
and not alter the classification.

Archiving these took many years,

and changing it would greatly slow down
the work of the criminal police.

Of course.
Come on, search every corner.

Your blouse has many stripes.

It's normal, don't worry.

I do not like stripes.

Nothing.

Seems she's not here.

I'll let you know I have a th sense

that tells me
when people are messing with me.

- Alright.
- And it's telling me something.

That there's something going on with you,
Mrs. Nielsen.

I don't want to intrude,

but I don't see any difference
from her usual behavior.

I told you she's a bit...

different.

Let's go.

Goodbye.

We have been trying
to prove your innocence

by establishing
that you did not commit the crime.

So I did the opposite

in order to find out
who did commit it, if you did not.

I have studied every evidence
from the plaintiffs

from the Louvet case.

- Most of them have retracted since.
- They're not all here.

A lot of kids were tricked but Louvet
but didn't file a complaint.

The list of all the players
Jean-Marc Louvet said he was an agent of

is among the evidence of this case.

Look.

Among those names,
one caught my attention.

Read this article
from July th of this year.

Here.

Ten years ago, the football world
considered Diego Lasso, ,

as the new Zidane, but this bright player
didn't live up to expectations.

His life then spiraled out of control
until a tragic incident.

This morning, Diego Lasso, ,
k*lled himself,

jumping off an -story building.

Right.

Maybe someone close to this young man,
blaming Jean-Marc Louvet,

wanted to make him pay.

You think it's connected to
the guy I met at the bar?

- We need to give this to Nico.
- My phone.

It is Doctor Fournier.

- Hello, Doctor Fournier.
- Hello, Astrid.

You still like lemon pie, right?

Do I like lemon pie? Yes.

I like lemon pie
but not lemon meringue pie.

- Great, I'll be there in an hour.
- Alright.

He hung up without saying goodbye.
One must say goodbye before hanging up.

Astrid, 'lemon pie' is a code.

I think Nico told him you were bugged.

So Dr Fournier is coming
without lemon pie.

- No lemon pie, no.
- Good.

I do not really like it.

I don't think your amnesia
is just because of the commotion.

I did more analysis and I found something.

I found Chlordiazepoxide,

an anti anxiety agent
from the benzodiazepine class.

Very hard to detect but very strong.

You were drugged, Raphaëlle.

This substance is administered orally.

Maybe the person
you were seen at the bar with

put it in your drink.

OK, yeah, but it doesn't explain
why I went to see this guy

in this totally unexpected bar.

Maybe he wanted to give you something.

After you left the bar,
did you have something

that you didn't when you came in?

Yes.

Amnesia.

- Yes.
- Yes.

Apart from that.
Or something missing?

- f*ck, Fournier, your car.
- What?

- You drove here?
- Of course.

Where are you going?
What about the keys?

He is coming.

You'll never guess who's the father

of the kid
who threw himself out the window.

- Nino Muñez.
- I recognize him.

Louvet's private driver.

The kid had his mother's name, Lasso.
We finally have a real lead.

I need to show you something.
I had this in my pocket.

Cool, a lighter.

That's what I thought too. But look.

It didn't work so I pulled on it.
And surprise...

A USB key.

- And what's on it?
- A b*mb.

Every account is on it, every name:

billionaires, politicians,
footballers, jet set.

They're all here.

OK. What about Louvet?

Seems he's the coordinator of this
national money laundering network.

No wonder he wanted that key back.

So the whistle-blower who gave us intel
about the laundering

is also the dad
of one of Louvet's victims?

Well...

- Maybe we should talk.
- You finally got your memory back?

Not completely.

I'll see what the investigation reveals.

- Which one? Mine or yours?
- That's up to you.

If we can work together,
maybe we can solve it.

This guy, do you know him?

Yes, he's the one who assaulted me
in my apartment.

We arrested him, he confessed right away.

He told us
he was working for the Louvet group.

Apparently, he also robbed your old place
by mistake a few hours before.

So you believed me?

Forensics had enough evidence
for us to take this lead seriously.

But we still don't know
what he was looking for.

He was looking for this.

A USB key.

A file as dirty as
Clearstream and Panama Papers combined.

The Louvet group
is up to its neck in it.

I must have been working on this
when what happened happened.

But we still don't know who k*lled Louvet.

There is a body of consistent evidence
indicating that

it was Nino Muñez.

Jean-Marc Louvet's private driver.

We interviewed him. So what?

We think his son k*lled himself
because of Louvet.

He managed to get himself hired
as a driver.

So we can easily assume
he had something planned.

Coste.

I'm proud of you.

Calling a truce with Simoni
was a clever move.

Look Commissioner,
I'm not very good at this.

I mean, knowing what to say.

I know I owe you a lot.

The case you uncovered
will make the headlines

for weeks, months even.

Yes, I know.

I'm lucky
Simoni took over the investigation.

She's a straight one.

That's true.

We just missed him.
The coffee pot was still hot.

But we found this.

That's my w*apon.

If he's on the run, we'll find him soon.

He's not a professional,
he doesn't have the money

or the network to stay hidden too long.

Why didn't he leave with the w*apon?

It's better to have a g*n
in this kind of situation.

You're right.

Or he's not running.

He's gonna k*ll himself.

Sir, your neighbor Nino Muñez,
did you see him leave?

Did you?

I saw him go toward the bus stop.
minutes ago.

Thanks.

Astrid?

Diego Lasso,
which building did he jump off of?

Muñez!

Leave me!

- Leave me!
- No!

No, I won't.

Because of you I almost went to prison,
I lost my memory.

- Don't you think you owe me some answers?
- You were gonna mess up everything!

Mess up what?

I've been preparing for months.

You wanted to avenge your son.

It's terrible what he did to those kids,
manipulating them like that.

I set up everything,
I was gonna k*ll him next week.

And you found out about the laundering.

I was gonna bring them all down
by giving you the key

and then k*lled that Louvet assh*le.

It didn't go as planned.

You remember when we met at the bar?

You told me you couldn't let me do that.

I didn't have a choice.
I had to act before it was too late.

The drug in my drink.

It was supposed to be for Louvet, right?

To knock him out and k*ll him.

- You know the rest.
- Yes, I do.

You drugged me.

You took my g*n, my phone.

To draw him into your trap.

You know, this bastard didn't even have
the guts to ask for my forgiveness.

Nino,

look at me.

You can still change things.
Louvet is dead.

But you can tell the world
what he did to your son.

You can still do something
to stop this from happening again.

The view from here is breathtaking.

That's the last thing my son saw.

No!

It's over. It's over.

Two weeks later.

I hope they'll be here soon.
I reserved a table for pm.

Time for Raph to get ready...

I think you'd better change
the time of the reservation.

- You two seem to be going well.
- We're taking our time.

If you don't count
the two days she doesn't remember,

we've been together for two weeks.

- You've known each other for years.
- Exactly.

What about you? The same?

Wait, something's wrong with Astrid?

It's got nothing to do with her,
but yes, something is wrong.

What is it?

I don't know how to tell Astrid, but...

I lost my scholarship.

What does that mean?

I need to go back to Tokyo.

I'm finishing my make-up,
I'll just be a second.

Raphaëlle, it has been a second

for nine minutes now.

And I wanted to thank you

for agreeing to go to the restaurant
with the guys.

I know you did it to indulge me
and I know it takes a toll on you.

I am capable of improvising
as long as I can prepare beforehand.

Yesterday, in the late morning,

I went to the restaurant
to get acquainted with the place.

I studied the emergency evacuation plan

and I took a picture of the menu
in order to study it.

I have already chosen
the main course and the appetizer.

I do not know about dessert yet.

You worked hard at it.

I am doing it to indulge Tetsuo as well.

- We have never been to a restaurant.
- You two are still doing well?

I think so.

Tonight, after the restaurant,
Tetsuo will offer to walk me back.

Because he always walks back with me.

But tonight...

I will ask him to stay the night.

Sorry.
Oh, I'm gonna cry, it's so cute.

There is no rational reason
to be crying, Raphaëlle.

Twelve minutes.

Yes, I'm done.

Before we go out,
I need to ask you a question.

I do not know how I should behave
with Captain Perran.

Are you officially a couple?

You know, it's...

It's not easy to build a relationship
with someone you know so well.

As friends, I mean.

So...

We talked with Nicolas
and we decided to start it all over.

One step at a time.
Slow and steady wins the race.

I think I will have a hard time

understanding
the nature of your relationship.

Raphaëlle, the reservation is at pm.

Raphaëlle.

You are not talking.

Usually, you talk.

You are crying.

Because
I will ask Testuo to stay over tonight.

You are not crying.

You are crying.

- You are covid positive.
- No.

I'm pregnant, Astrid.
I'm...

- You are sad.
- I don't know.