01x03 - Episode 3

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Why am I here?

We can save your leg.

Your abilities

will be unimaginably greater.

- Then what?

- Join the Sentinels, our elite unit.

- I want to see my family.

- Your wife thinks you're dead.

Your husband did not survive.

I supervise the Sentinels.

This is Sergeant Djibouti.

You're a rookie.

What I say goes.

Our next mission?

You're in at the deep end.

They're exfiltrating the leader

that attacked the lab, Franz Gruber.

Find his source.

You said the operation

would be discreet.

You supply the information.

We use it as we see fit.

Ferraud's blood is fixing

to the Dyxenal.

- That's great news.

- It's an anomaly.

They are afraid.

That's why they crowd together

like vermin.

They are already dead,

they just don't know it.

Smile, gentlemen!

That's it! Your families will be

so proud when they see you.

Defending France!

The pride of France!

Take cover!

De Clermont,

what does this say?

THE SENTINELS

Is he awake?

Not yet.

I told you,

he needs to recover.

I want to be the first

to speak to him.

Keep me posted.

But Captain Bonnefond

has already asked

Forget Bonnefond.

If anyone speaks to him before I do,

I'll transfer you to the front line.

Is that clear?

SENTINELS CAMP

PICARDY

Sergeant.

- I'll wait inside.

- I won't be long.

Fifteen over ten.

That's not good, Sergeant.

You should take

a cardiac stress test.

Don't worry about me.

I'm not sleeping much,

that's all.

I don't think lack of sleep

is the problem.

I'm fine.

I assure you.

Not according to the results.

Dyxenal takes a heavy toll

on the cardiac muscle.

Eventually, it grows weak.

Have you found yourself

short of breath recently?

Don't lie.

I know what I'm talking about.

Doctor, I may not be

as strong as I used to be

but I can still be useful.

This w*r isn't over yet.

So let me do

what I do best.

You can get dressed.

Thank you, Doctor.

Your turn, Ferraud.

Is there a problem?

You tell me.

You were out of control

at that aerodrome.

Can I go?

If you had k*lled him,

you would have ruined everything.

I didn't k*ll him.

Armand, can you take

a look at this article?

Well?

Fit for duty. As for Ferraud

Physically, you're fine.

But I heard about what happened.

Care to explain?

I hear voices.

I see things, too.

That aren't there.

It's your f*cking serum.

- It doesn't cause hallucinations.

- Yes, it does.

There may be other factors.

Such as?

I've done some research

into your family history.

Your father.

You were 7, weren't you,

when they took you away?

I never saw him again.

I'm guessing he's dead.

Good.

Was he violent with you?

He beat my mother to death.

That's not in your file, is it?

Were you present?

You must be harboring a lot of anger.

If you lose control

What are you saying?

That I'm becoming like him?

THE DAMNED

PARIS SUBURBS

Salomon says Louis is gone.

He's moved on.

Did you fire him? Is that it?

Because he liked me?

He was always late.

I didn't like how he spoke to people.

- Or how he looked at me.

- That's for sure.

- It didn't work out.

- What's your game?

As soon as I like a boy,

you throw him out?

I won't let anyone hurt you.

- This is your home. I can

protect you. - No.

You're scared that I'll leave

and you'll go bust.

You want to make

all my decisions?

Then marry me off to Salomon.

That would help.

Did you check his insulin?

Yes, but I didn't find anything.

I checked all Ferraud's results.

Still nothing.

I'll look into different myosins.

We've already tried that.

Young lady.

Colonel.

So, how are our Sentinels?

The Sergeant's health

is deteriorating.

Djibouti is tougher than you think.

And Ferraud?

He's at 1.10.

The Dyxenal seems to build up

in his body with every dose.

- And his vital signs?

- Excellent.

Good.

Anything else?

He's having visions.

Psychological distress.

He thinks the serum is causing it.

- Impossible.

- That's what I told him.

Before I joined, did you observe

any patients having

Never.

But Mazauric mentioned

Mazauric knew his place.

So should you.

Yes.

Colonel.

MILITARY HOSPITAL

ARRAS

I'm the wife of Gabriel Ferraud.

You treated him here.

- I don't know if you remember.

- I do. You can't be in here.

-I've spent days trying to reach you.

-I don't have time.

What is it?

Maintain pressure.

I need morphine here!

I just want to know

what happened to my husband.

I remember him clearly.

Don't worry. He didn't suffer.

You told me

he was going to make it.

He deteriorated very suddenly.

There was nothing we could do.

Sorry.

- I want to see his body.

- It's too late!

You think we have time

to bury them?

Come on, keep moving!

Bring them in.

Don't look at me like that.

I had no choice.

Ferraud?

Ferraud.

Where were you wounded?

In Notre-Dame-de-Lorette.

Near Arras.

You?

I got taken out in Septsarges.

At night.

I walked right into a Maxim.

One b*llet in the belly,

three in the hand.

You'd never know.

As good as new.

Within days, my section

was down to two men.

Me and the captain.

Brossard.

Not the sharpest guy.

He would charge at them, yelling,

with his little p*stol.

He must have taken a b*llet

in the end.

All those captains, first in line

to step out of the trenches.

No armor, no serum.

I don't know

if I could have done it.

Forget that love-of-country stuff.

You'll love

what's in store tonight.

Typical Armand!

I'm glad to see you improving,

Mr. Gruber.

I'm sorry it came to this.

Sometimes my men get a little

emotional.

Colonel Mirreau.

It's an honor to finally meet you.

You just missed me the other night.

My apologies to your superiors.

But the rest of the operation

was successful.

Successful?

k*lling all those people?

Civilians, researchers

Researchers who build weapons.

Those weapons k*ll my people.

Don't be a hypocrite, Colonel.

You also have blood

on your hands.

How is their serum coming along?

Who took over from Streller?

Your spies don't know that yet?

Let me guess.

Maximilian Neuer.

Age 36, trained

at the University of Heidelberg.

You're full of surprises, Colonel.

My superiors believe

your research has run aground.

But I'm not so sure.

I'll ask you again,

what stage are you at

in your research?

Unfortunately, my scientific

knowledge is rather limited.

A spy always knows something.

I know one thing for certain.

You know nothing.

Étienne has a gift

for causing pain

without k*lling.

I'm sorry it had to come to this.

The pain

In our line of work,

we learn to love it.

But we always tire

of the things we love, eventually.

Don't we?

Now, tell me.

Are you scared, Colonel?

On the b*ttlefield,

one of the deadliest adversaries

is fear.

Shrapnel, g*nf*re,

the enemy's bayonet

They can be avoided. But fear

You can't escape it.

You can't control it.

It's there, inside you

like a black heart.

You ask me these questions, Colonel.

But inside yourself,

you already know.

You know

what is already happening.

Trust in your instincts.

Go to the front line.

Your defeat is inevitable.

You'll see.

See what? Where?

On the front line.

- Not now.

- It's Captain Bonnefond.

- To see you.

- He can wait.

Go to the front line and see.

Gruber is under my jurisdiction.

He's my prisoner.

- I have more questions.

- Ask them later.

Once you have written authorization

from General Joffre.

Find out if there have been

any unusual deaths on the front line.

- But be discreet.

- Of course.

I need to know

as soon as possible.

- It's Gruber.

- What about Gruber?

The French have captured him.

- When?

- Last night.

Outside the Paris border.

- Go and get her.

- She's about to go on stage.

Get her. Now.

Gruber, I've been hoping

to meet you for a long time, now.

Your notebooks were very

useful to us.

In different circumstances,

we might have been friends.

I made some inquiries.

You clearly take pride in your work.

You value your work

above even yourself.

I respect that very much.

I need you.

If the German talks,

we'll go to the guillotine.

You have to find him.

I ordered this machine

from the United States.

They're making progress over there.

The Sanderson Lamp.

Named after its inventor, I suppose.

I'm aware of him.

Of course.

We don't have a moment to lose.

I can't promise it won't hurt

but at least it's quicker.

Physical violence works eventually,

but it takes a lot of time

and patience.

Don't you think?

Concentrate on the photo.

What do you see?

He's too far away.

I'm going to ask you

a series of questions.

First, who let you

into the laboratory?

I want his name.

Please, Gisèle.

Help me.

Look for his heartbeat,

his scent

- Focus on his eyes.

- I can't do it.

Allow me to jog your memory.

The man you are protecting

is a French traitor.

He worked in this laboratory.

If you're as methodical

as you appear to be,

you will have eliminated him

during the raid.

This man is nothing to you.

Give me his identity.

Give me his identity.

That's it.

Get inside his mind.

I want to know. Who helped you

to access the laboratory?

Who was the mole?

Give me his name!

I don't know his name!

Why prolong your suffering?

Give me his name!

I don't know!

I was not in direct contact

with this person.

So there was a middle-man?

Is that it?

Who was the middleman, Gruber?

You have to shut him up.

Do you know?

Yes!

It's almost over.

Give me his name!

Stop him!

Nobody knows his real name.

He runs a bar in the suburbs.

k*ll him.

We have no choice.

People call him

- k*ll him!

- Tell me.

People call him

k*ll him!

Tell me!

Get out.

What is it, Ferraud?

Not your kind of party?

You know,

with Dyxenal it's common to lose

control, at first.

You'll learn.

Do you know who you are?

I don't think I want to know.

You're afraid to look?

I did a lot of stupid things.

Before I met my wife.

She set you on the right path?

She showed me

there was no right path.

You?

Why aren't you a captain,

or at least a lieutenant,

with a background like yours?

Let's just say

I have a few demons, like you.

And not the kind that our

fine institution tends to appreciate.

De Clermont!

Duty calls.

I need to dip into our stash.

I'm afraid you've used

your quota this week.

Comrade! What if we're dead

two days from now?

I don't need it next week.

I need it now, while I'm alive.

Please!

Okay.

Thank you.

Dyxenal residue.

We smoke it, it's not as strong.

We save it

for special occasions, and

I'm the one who looks after it.

Care to dance, handsome?

Sorry, ma'am.

I'm saving myself for my intended.

- Your intended will never find out!

- Of course.

And you?

Do you like to dance

or are you saving yourself, too?

Excuse me.

I need a little air, too.

Are you following me?

Don't do anything stupid.

They can't stop me

from seeing my family.

I understand. I'm not a father

but I can imagine the pain you're in.

But if I were you, I'd think twice

about upsetting Mirreau.

Lucien.

I have something

to tell you about

your father.

Mirreau will stop at nothing

to protect his program.

It's his life's work.

You shouldn't disobey him, Gabriel.

He's dangerous.

Trust me, hiding the truth from them

is the only way to keep them safe.

After the w*r is over,

you'll find them.

Coming?

He loves you like a daughter.

He feels terrible

for making you do that.

He'll make me do it again

when it suits him.

No.

Really, Crécelle?

Should I force you to say

what you really think?

Gisèle, stop.

Please.

Stop it.

Gruber wasn't lying.

A whole detachment.

Nobody's heard from them in 24 hours.

Warn the Sentinels. Nobody else.

Djib, get your men together.

You're heading out.

Why are they sending us?

Are we medics, now?

It's an order from Mirreau.

That means

the Chief doesn't know.

It means

keep your mouth shut.

Where the hell are we?

I don't like this.

Keep the motor running.

Dose up.

And you

you'd better not fly off the handle.

Djib!

What happened here?

Ferraud!

Ferraud, are you okay?

Are you okay?

I'm fine.

Careful. They could still be here.

What the f*ck is this?

You okay?

Let's keep moving.

It's a bloodbath.

Whatever did this,

it wasn't soldiers.

Don't sh**t!

Don't worry.

We're French.

We're not going to hurt you.

Calm down.

What happened?

He spoke to me

He was inside my head.

His voice was controlling me.

The captain shot him.

At least twice.

It did nothing.

He k*lled everybody.

- Just one man?

- He wasn't a man.

He wasn't human.

He was like you.

Like us, how?

He was made of metal.

Gabriel

You're destined for a different path.

You belong to the Titan race.

Soon, you will join me.

Mrs. Ferraud? I'm a nurse.

I work with Doctor Roux in Arras.

Yes, I remember.

I've been transferred.

I don't know what happened

to your husband but

But what?

Doctor Roux

is hiding something from you.