02x04 - Enfant de

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ALARM CLOCK BEEPING

"ALRIGHT" BY SUPERGRASS

...

CRUNCH

GASP

FLUSH

ARGUING

Did you take
my charger?

Yes.

Why are you
taking my stuff?

Mine doesn't
work anymore.

I don't care, that's
your problem.

You can
share a little.

No!You can
share a little.

You suck.

You have two!It's MY charger!

CROSSTALK

I'm keeping it!

CROSSTALK
I'm keeping it!

I'll confiscate it!CRYING

...

Hey, you're making Chloe cry!

CROSSTALK

There's no more.

Are you gonna eat...

The banker's offering to meet at 6 pm
to review loan offers!

MORGANE WHOOPS

LUDO: Hey Gilles!

Gonna do
it again?

Uh, a loanWell,
for what?yeah!

CROSSTALK

A loan for what???

We didn't tell him!

CROSSTALK

We have a house.

Our dream house, okay,

a palace!
- It's great.

Zero works. On the other hand,

I could repaint the kitchen.
GILLES: The bank... the bank...

CROSSTALK

A bank has approved you?

My mom is the guarantor.

Oh, oh, yeah?

No, no, stop!

Oh, yeah, that's great. It's great!

Well, I'm a little sad,
but that's great for you!

We haven't signed yet,
you know.

No. Then you have to clean up.

CROSSTALK

TEXT ALERTS

Ah, business is picking up!

Robin, the city needs us!

Why am I Robin?
-Times are changing, Robin!

Let's go!
Put on your cape and tights!

...childish!

See...childish!
that?

RADIO CHATTER

Hi, Gilles. How are you?
- So-so.

What do we have?

Valentin Beliard, 17 years old.

Oh sh*t.
- His ID was in his moped.

His parents' farm is 3km away.

We found his charred
body in that barn.

An accident?
- At first glance.

The firefighters say with the hay
a spark would be enough.

We found cigarette butts in the barn.
-OK.

And the moped?

What's the matter?
GRUNTS

What?

"CHILD OF"

WOO HOO!

WOO HOO!

WOO!

LAUGHING

Oh f*ck!

HAPPY SHRIEKING

What is this nonsense?

What is it?
- What is this crap?

You've just been reinstated!

When are you going to
stop your bullshit?

Wait, am I dreaming?
Open to the second button?

Hiding something big?
- What?

Did you meet someone?

Oh yeah?

Really? You met someone?
GASP

Karadec! Damn, I don't believe it.
Karadec has a girl. Wait!

Give me a push.

Asphyxiation, probably.

Carbon monoxide has
a rapid poisoning effect.

I'll know more after the autopsy,
but given the state of the body,

it's going to take longer than usual.

And the identification?

He had fireproof construction boots.

Something might interest you.

He has a tattoo
on his right ankle.

I'll spare you the rest.

A small tribal symbol.
- May I? CLEARS THROAT

SNIFFS

Have you changed your perfume?

Eh?
BONNEMAIN: No, not at all.

Too close, Morgane.
- What's that grapefruit smell?

SNIFFING

Oh, there it is.

...

Oh f*ck!

Yes, it's a super-powerful
surface disinfectant.

We used it in nursing homes,

with old people you don't mess around.

As far as I remember, it's
super flammable.

AH! Yeah, look-- OH f*ck!

FLAMES,
SHOUTING

MORGANE: I'LL SAVE YOU!
GILLES: ON HIM!

DON"T MOVE!

KARADEC?

Karadec?

You there?

Karadec?

f*ck, you freaked me out.
THEY COUGH

You had a narrow escape.
How are you? OK?

NO, IT'S NOT OK!

You should thank me.
Without me, you were a kebab!

Thank you?

You burned me!

You ruined my jacket!
- Oh, it's alright.

OK, I'VE GOT IT:
DELIBERATE ARSON,

IT'S A HOMICIDE! THANK YOU!

Hence my demonstration!
- It's not okay!

What, it made sense!

Again, I'm sorry about the jacket.
Don't sulk.

Come on, let's change the subject.
So...

Your conquest, you
brought her to Rani?

Huh? She liked the samosas?

Wait, it wasn't Rani's?

So it's really serious.
You didn't even tell me

where you met her. Eh?

And then, sexually,
is it a match? Huh?

What, don't tell me you haven't...

Morgane, you and me
are just colleagues, OK?

Personal life remains
personal. OK?

Oh OK, you haven't yet.

Haven't what yet?
- What else?

Do you think this is the time?

Excuse me, I'm interested.

Hello. Cmdr. Karadec,
Judicial Police,

Morgane Alvaro, consultant.

Are you Valentin's brother?

What's going on?

KARINE: I don't understand,

Val was quiet,
no problems with anyone.

When was the last
time you saw him?

THEO: It was...

Friday night.

You weren't worried?

KARINE: No. He was partying
with friends.

We're used to it.

"Get well soon."

Had something happened to him?

An accident in the grain silo.

We were scared,
but he had recovered.

I'm sorry, I know it's difficult.

But I have to ask you to
identify this tattoo.

Is it Valentin's?

Yes.

ADAM: Thank you.

ADAM: Morgane,

you and me, we're
just colleagues, OK?

Personal life
remains personal. Clear?

Who let you in here?

Where's Ninon?
He's not in his box.

He was stolen 2 days ago.
He was our competition animal.

Are you investigating my son's death,
or Ninon's disappearance?

It's a lot.
The death of your son,

the theft of your cow.
There might be a link.

You don't think so?

Please get out.

It must be worth a fortune, a
beast like that. At least €10,000?

Arlaud, a breeder,
offered me 14.

€14,000, and you refused?

He's not for sale.
Especially not to that scavenger.

OK.

Hey, I did it! Huh.

Beliard the father finally
spoke to me.

As Valentin and his father
refused to sell him Ninon,

Arlaud is the bad one, to get revenge,

he tells everyone the
Beliards are in the poorhouse,

that they can no longer
take care of their animals.

Valentin was
out of his mind angry,

and at the last auction he
beat him up in front of everyone.

It could end there,
but we're in "Dallas."

Three days later
the cow disappears.

Arlaud stole it?
- Valentin was convinced of it.

He went to see Arlaud to make sure,

Arlaud kills him, and makes it look
like the barn fire was accidental?

It's an option.

Let's ask this Arlaud
some questions.

And Morgane, if you could avoid
your usual show?

My "usual show"?
-Yes.

What show? I don't know
what you're talking about.

Ninon? Hooo oooo! Ninon?

Hooo oooo!

Ninon?

Ninon? Hooo oooo!

Ninon?

What's your number?
MOOO

"Moo"!

COWS MOO

Ninon?

...

What is your colleague doing?

Answer the question, Mr. Arlaud.
Have you seen Valentin

since your altercation at the auction?
- No.

Nothing
further?

Nothing
No.further?

Or even his cow
you wanted?

Nothing
more, no.No.

Oh, the big liar!

MORGANE: Big liar.

MORGANE: Ta-da!

Cmdr. Karadec,
may I present Ninon.

Ninon, Cmdr. Karadec.

ARLAUD: Nonsense,

that's not Ninon.
MORGANE: Oh yeah?

My cows have all their ID papers.

Yes, useful things,
these cow earrings.

Thanks to these,

we know the order
of birth of each.

For example, she,
according to the code,

she was born

the same year as the two there.

That is to say, 2 years ago.

That is what you
want us to think.

On the other hand,

if we rely on the bead at the
base of the horns, due to growth,

knowing that the first
appears at 3 years old,

and that every year
a finer one appears,

Louloute has 3...
4... 5.. 6...

7 years. Like Ninon.

7 years ago was
the year of the N.

What happened?

Valentin showed up and
things got out of hand?

No, it was... Valentin who
sold Ninon to me.

For stud. He needed money.

Do you have any evidence?

Well? You can see that
I didn't hurt him.

I gave him his €14,000
and he left alive.

What was he going to do with it?

LAUGHS
We didn't share little secrets.

We weren't really friends.

Look, he was being followed.

Are you Valentin's brother?

It's Theo's car.

By selling Ninon, Valentin
cut off the future of the farm.

But the future is you.
You'll carry on. Am I wrong?

This sale must not have pleased you.

I was angry, yes.

But I didn't k*ll him.

He explained to me.

I've known since I was little
that I wanted to take over the farm.

For Valentin, it was different.

Meaning what?

He didn't want to
become a breeder.

It was tense with my father.
-You think he sold the cow

to provoke your father?

He told me he
had an emergency.

He needed the money and
he was going to pay it all back.

What emergency?
- I don't know.

He didn't want to tell me anything.

Theo, if your brother was
in trouble, tell me.

THEO: I swear I don't know
what he got himself into.

I want to find whoever
did this to Val, too.

His motive is too fragile.

He has no alibi.

We'll let him go, but watch him, OK?

You have to dig
into this money story.

Why'd Valentin need it,
what'd he plan to do with it?

Everyone jump in.

Right, I'll leave you. I have a meeting

at the bank.
DAPHNE: Three's not that many.

This is a very
important meeting!

MORGANE: Very important.
- Very!

Can you please give this a look?

Morgane, I said "everyone."

Did you know that
Karadec has a girl?

Oh, yeah.

Ha, it's not possible.
I'd know it.

GILLES: Huh, boss? I'd know.

You told Morgane and not us?

DAPHNE: I must say.
- I didn't tell anyone.

ADAM CLEARS THROAT

Get to work.

I'll be honest,

as much as the
gentleman's file is reassuring,

that of Madame's is...

You've been a customer 25
years, and almost always overdrawn.

Well, Morgane isn't manager
of the century, I grant you,

but I'm going to help
her with all that. And...!

Has she told you about the CID?
- Oh yes! h*, champagne!

NERVOUS
LAUGHS

Sorry, but your debt ratio
exceeds 33%.

I can't approve a
loan above this rate.

I understand.

However,

do you realize that we are the
goose that lays the golden eggs?

The goose that lays golden eggs?
MORGANE: Well yes!

Do you have any idea
how much you have

earned during our 25 year
relationship, Mr. I Can't?

This year, you know how much
you pumped me in overdraft fees?

Well I'll tell you:
€1,647.

So, with an average debt ratio

of €230 per month,

an interest rate on
debit sums of 8%

in 2010, which increases to
12% in 2017.

the amount with the
number of uncovered days

per year between 186 and 224,

multiplied by 25,

it makes you the tidy sum

of €49,740, Mr. I Can't.

Admit that it'd have made a
good downpayment for me.

I'll let you compare with your
more "reasonable" customers,

those to whom you lend
without hesitation.

How much did you
ding them for?

Meet with a banker, €5.

Online banking fee, then €3
for a checkbook?

Meh, Mr. I Can't.

Thank you, sir.

I want us to move on
to a win-win relationship.

"Win-win." You see?

I'll let you imagine
the fees

from a loan agreement and
my €350 monthly overdraft.

It's dizzying, Mr. I Can't.

Dizzying.

MORGANE: So how do we do?

Fine, I'll see what I can do.

MORGANE: "Win-win"!

CHUCKLES
You amazed me there.

You forget to pay the taxes,
but you f*ck with your banker.

I spent half my life at
anti-capitalist sit-ins

it finally came in handy, eh?

Honestly, well done.

What time is it-- I have
to call the notary!

(Hey.)

(Psst, psst.)

What?
-What's that about?

Oh, rail networks.
SHE GASPS

And you?

A burned guy in a barn.
- Oh yeah? Nothing to it.

Want to switch?

OK.
- So, he's a high school student

who lives on a farm.
He has a moped, and every day,

he goes from home
to the technical school,

8 km, okay?

Easy, it's 16 km every day.

MORGANE: Yes.
But that's not all:

the moped consumes
4 liters every 100 km.

Yeah, it's something else.

After how many days
does the high school student

fill it up?

Every... 6.25 days.

"Yes"! Alvaro fist bump!

YAY! WOOO!

OK then,

the question is:

"Why did Valentin fill
up 3 times a week?"

He didn't really go to high school.

Correct.

Where was he going?

I need more info.

I'll give you the file.

What about my homework?
-You could have a flash.

Pass me your trains.

I'll do this for you in two seconds.
-You're sure?

Yeah yeah, look-

OK, is that clear to everyone?

Yes.
DAPHNE: Yes?

MORGANE: No? Yes? Right:

We know that Valentin

did not go to agricultural college,

but that he went
somewhere every day

within a radius of 40km

from the farm.

The question is: "Where?"
DAPHNE: The area to search

is too broad, how will
we find the correct place?

Well you're in luck,

because I spotted his f*gs
with a foreign customs stamp.

There was a small
design on the stamp.

A knight

slaying the dragon!

Hah! Hah!

Georges of Lydda, alias

St. George, 4th century martyr.

Yeah, Elliot had a rather
painful Middle Ages fixation.

He is the patron saint
of Christian chivalry,

gunsmiths and...

and? And? And?

Georgia.

Georgia.

Yeah, Georges, Georgia, the dragon.

It's Georgia which takes
its name from him.

All that to say that Valentin's
cigarettes were Georgian.

DAPHNE: OK, what do I do
with this information?

What am I looking for?
-Hey, you can participate

in the game, it's interactive.

Now then, brainstorming,
here we go:

Georgia, what
does it mean to us?

Not much...

Their surnames
often end in "-chvilli."

Meaning "child of."
-Yeah?

MORGANE: We're in the ballpark.

Daphne, see if within
the 40km perimeter,

we have a name ending in-

"-chvilli"! Well done, Karadec.
-Thank you, Morgane.

The dream team!
DAPHNE: "-chvilli".

There is a bar in Lille
run by Otar Baratachvilli.

Hey!

MORGANE: Look at
your jacket, it's fine.

It's a different one.
- Seriously?

Yes.
- Do you have two of everything?

You're creepy, Karadec.

Hi boss,
how are you?

Hello.Hi boss,
how are you?Hello,

can I get you
something?

No.can I get you
No thanks.something?

Can we buy some cigarettes?

Sorry, I'm not a smoke shop.
MORGANE SCOFFS

We know you sell
on the sly to others.

Do you have to be a regular?

We're not here
about smuggling.

Do you know this young man?

Yes, he's my "extra"
help on Saturdays.

He lives in a studio
in the building opposite.

Thanks.Well,
thank you.

Very good, this
Georgian sausage.

DOOR BUZZER
MORGANE: Who's Lana?

I imagine he
had a secret affair.

A secret affair?

LAUGHS

Ah well, that reminds
me of someone.

There's nothing secret, I
will not dwell on this subject.

Yes, of course.

No answer.
-No.

What now?

I'll ask the concierge to let us in.
-Yeah, go on.

Come on! At least tell me
what her name is.

Come on, I don't know her.

Oh no, oh no,
you can't do that,

telling me too much or too little.

I said nothing.

Just words, it's not nice.

I want to say...

I tell you a lot of stuff.
You, though...

It's compartmentalized,
compartmentalized.

I swear.

It's work, work.

Frankly,

we spend a lot of time together,

we could tell each other things.
-Look, his girlfriend,

she's into sports.

Ah well, yeah, I'll say.
-Mmm hmm.

Hey, don't move or

I'll blow your face off!
-Oh f*ck.

DOG GROWLING, BARKING

Let go, let go.

...

PANTS RIPPING

ADAM GRUNTING
Well, defend yourself!

I'm calling the police!

Be gentle, be gentle.

They'll already here, the police.
- Oh. Marcel, lie down.

Are you Marcel? Are you Marcel?

(f*ck.)

Ah, when I call you,

you never come, or I don't
call and you do.

Last weekend I called you,
there were 3 guys smoking

in the elevator,
no one showed up.

MORGANE 'SCOFFS'
The week before,

the upstairs neighbor and
her sister

were yelling until 8:30 pm.

I don't talk nonsense,

I have the specifics, I'm checking:

8:25 pm!

You note all comings and goings
in the building?

Well yes, that's right!
- OK.

Do you know the couple
that lives here?

Of course, very
nice young people.

Very discreet,
no problems with them.

Can you describe the young woman?
- Brunette, a classy girl,

always well dressed.

Pretty little girl.

When was the last
time you saw them?

So the young man, it was Saturday,
and her, yesterday,

I passed her in
the hall with my shopping.

She wasn't very talkative.
- Ah.

She had a bag, I imagined

she was leaving for a weekend.
- A bag? What'd it look like?

I saw it...

so, a gray and blue bag

with an orange lanyard.

It's Valentin's bag, with the money.

ADAM: Now then, we know
Valentin lived with a certain Lana,

who left with the €14,000
from the sale of the family cow.

What do we have on this Lana?
DAPHNE: Nothing.

Her name is not on the lease,
nor in Valentin's social media.

Wait, listen, listen:

"It is scientifically
proven that being in love

decreases the level
of concentration

and makes us less productive."
Explains everything!

LAUGHS

GILLES: Lana may not be her
real name.

we may be dealing
with a scammer.

She seduces Valentin, OK?

pushes him to steal
his parents' cow,

kills him, then runs
off with the money.

Yeah, that's not dumb.

We found a
sports jersey at Lana's.

Daphne, check the sports clubs

in the region, see if
a Lana is a member.

But there are 200.

MORGANE: Wait!

"At the beginning of a
relationship, lovers give the color

of their clothes
without realizing it."

It's funny, isn't it?

No, it's not funny.
It's heavy, Morgane.

Good, okay. Come on, I'll help you.
ADAM: Me, I have to go.

MORGANE: Ah well,
great team spirit.

I'm already late, Morgane,

and I wanted to go home first.

Hey? We don't let up.

GILLES: Ah well, no,
we don't let up.

Do you think they've...

f*cked? No, not yet.

No, and with those pants,
it's not happening tonight.

GILLES LAUGHS

It's clear. But most of all,
who is she?

You must know her, right?
- Me?

I saw him smile at Sylviane
in Accounting,

or not a smile but...

DAPHNE: No.

Sylviane?
- No, she is

Sylviane is with
Gerard from General Services.

GILLES: Who then?
Nathalie, in Archives!

DAPHNE: Be serious, Gilles.
- Nathalie, seriously, she's a nun!

Oh! f*ck, I know: Diego,

in BRI.
- Diego?

DAPHNE: He called him
3 times this week.

GILLES: No!
DAPHNE: Well yeah!

GILLES: But, Michel!

THEY LAUGH

MORGANE: Oh yeah, eh?!
GILLES STUTTERS

Well it's not me, yeah?

Yeah, and he
wouldn't sleep with me.

CLOCK TICKING

POLICE RADIO CHATTER

...

KARADEC WHISTLING
EINE KLEINE NACHTMUSIK

Good morning.

...

ADAM: How are you?

(He got laid.)
- (Totally.)

PICKS UP PHONE, DIALS

PHONE RINGS
- Forestier.

He got laid.

He got laid...?

POURING

So, how's the investigation?
Progress?

Can you come to my office
when you have a moment?

ADAM: OK, that works.

MORGANE CHORTLES

Alright?
MORGANE: Yeah!

And you? Alright?

Did the evening go well?
- Great.

Huh!

GILLES: Astonishing.

Daphne? The research,
where are we?

Uh...

Uh...
ADAM: Good. OK, Gilles?

We called all the local clubs
about Lana's jersey:

handball, volleyball, football, curling.
But nothing.

Yes. We have a Lana who bowls,

but she is 50 years old

and the club logo is different.
ADAM: So we have nothing.

BOAR

FOREST ANIMALS
THE BOAR

Do you have
two of everything?

You're creepy, Karadec.

IMPROV MATCH

Wazemmes Warthogs
vs. Bethune Hyenas

WARTHOG

Oh, jeez. The logo, it's
not a boar.

It's a warthog! Lana's jersey,

it's not for a sports team.

It's an improv club t-shirt!

Jeez, that felt good!

MORGANE: Hey, doesn't it
feel good?

GILLES CHUCKLES
- No?

ADAM: Yes.
GILLES: Mmm hmm!

Hello.
OTAR: Hello.

ADAM: Hello.
- Hello.

Shopping list!
ALL: Shopping list!

Running.
ALL: Running!

Heresy.
ALL: Heresy!

Zigomar!
ALL: Zigomar.

Maori.
ALL: Maori.

Oregano.
ALL: Ore-

"On the run"!

Right? Is this the game?

Who are you?

ADAM: Hello, sorry to interrupt you.

Cmdr. Karadec,
Judicial Police.

Excuse us if we're
bothering you.

We're looking for Lana,
you know her, right?

Mmm hmm.

ADAM: Is she here?

Not today.
ADAM: Is she here?

What do
you want?

Just to talk to you.

Oh yeah?

We don't know where she is...

MORGANE: We can stop
searching, Lana is dead.

She's dead?
- Remember the neighbor

who records the
comings and goings?

So...
- It's obvious,

Valentin and Lana weren't together.

When one comes in the other
goes out, and vice versa.

In the apartment,

there are girl's clothes, boy's
clothes, shaving cream, makeup.

But only one toothbrush.

And for the first name,
he didn't look far.

Because Valentin and Lana are
one and the same person.

Yes, I get it.
- That's it.

ADAM: Agreed.

Lana's dead?
ADAM: Agreed.

Yes.

Belts.
- Belts!

Presto!

How was her transition?
I found this in her locker.

Female hormones, estrogen.

Valentin wanted to become
a woman or just have boobs?

Her name was Lana. She was
transitioning, but that's who she was.

DORIANE: I met Lana
six months ago,

at the time she was Valentin.

I was her nurse.

She felt bad about
herself, I thought

joining the troupe
might do her some good.

I was right.

She was able to be herself.

DORIANE SPEAKING

Wait, Jacques is the bald one?

6 months, it was after
the silo accident.

GABRIEL: Accident?

Is that what his parents said?
- His mother said, yes.

SCOFFS

Lana was hospitalized
because she attempted suicide.

Ah.

She told her
parents, but her father

reacted badly.
She wanted to end it.

Her parents knew?

Lana was underage,

without parental support,
there could be no transition.

Hence the sale of Ninon, the
money was for the operation.

Uh huh. When did you see Lana

for the last time?
-Saturday. I went with her to

her parents' to pick up her stuff.

I wanted to try to talk to her father.

Give him one last
chance to accept it.

Car, car...
-Car.

Accident.
- Accident.

Toy car.
- Accident.

OK, we're making a car.

LAURENT: I was there
when he was born.

It was the best day of my life.

Valentin was born
a boy, he is a boy.

He wasn't getting
butchered to become a girl,

not my son, it's bullshit.

Why'd you hide that Lana came
here the day before she died?

It's 'Valentin.'

MOO

That night,

he told me that

his decision was made.

That...

He was going to continue
his "transition" is what he said.

What happened then, Mr. Beliard?

You tried to set him straight?

SCOFFS
ADAM: Stay calm.

KARINE: It isn't true!
THEO: Mom...

KARINE: What have you
done to my son?

I want to know!

I did nothing, what do you
take me for?

Theo told me he saw you
in the barn,

you told him to stay away,

when you left you we covered in blood?

LAURENT: He hit me, jumped
on me, called me stupid!

I defended
myself!

Stop lying!

He pushed me!

This is the
last time!

This nonsense
about the barn-

SLAP
CROSSTALK

Stop it, mom!
KARINE: Answer me!

LAURENT: I didn't k*ll him!
KARINE: Answer me!

I swear,
I didn't k*ll him!

KARINE SOBS

I swear, if you hurt Valentin
I won't get over it.

SOBS

LAURENT: I told him to leave,

to never come back again.

That I rather him be dead
than have a degenerate son!

I wasn't thinking.

If I had known...

SNIFFLING

SOBBING
Valentin...

Mr. Beliard,

I'm taking you into custody
for the m*rder of your son.

Hands behind your back.

His wife think's he's guilty, no alibi,
and he denies Valentin's m*rder.

I'm off, I have an appointment,
I'm counting on you to nab him, OK?

Morgane, solving this m*rder case
is more important,

I explained to you this morning.

I have an appointment with the notary.

Have you found a house?
- Hey...

wouldn't that be too
personal of a question?

I'm kidding you.

I am a human being
with a real heart.

And in response to
your question, yes:

we sign today.

Tremendous! You're happy?

Yes!

Yes, yes, I'm happy,
obviously I'm happy.

Great.
- Huh? Why wouldn't I be happy?

That's not what I mean at all.
- No? Well, I'm happy.

OK, but that's not what I meant.
I.......

You and Ludo make a great couple,

if you're happy, I'm happy.
- Yes.

See you soon.

Yes.
See you soon.

LUDO: The notary fit us
between 2 morning appointments,

if we're late we're dead.

Don't worry, we'll
be there in 10 minutes.

Birth certificate?
- Yes.

Family Records Book?
- Yes!

Great. We hit all the lights.

We'll never get there.
- Calm down.

ADAM: ...You and Ludo make a
great couple.

If you're happy, I'm happy.

LUDO SIGHS

SCRAPE
- Hey!

LUDO: What?
- He screwed up my mirror, HEY!

But, no!

That's my car! Are you blind?

Think you can do that, Spokes?

Something wrong?
- You screwed up my mirror!

CROSSTALK
- No way...

I want to file a report!
You didn't have the light!

Yeah? It was mine, not-
CROSSTALK

CROSSTALK

WOMAN: Move your crate!

What? What?

You're pissing people off!

We had an accident!

MAN: I'm calling the police!
- Morgane.

MORGANE: You call the police! Call!
HONKING, CROSSTALK

MAN: b*tch!
- What???

...

MORGANE: Aha! What did I tell you?

Cmdr. Karadec of
the Lille DPJ, in person!

I've been explaining to
these fat idiots for an hour that

that we work together but they
don't believe me.

Well lemme tell you, you've
made one hell of a blunder!

Heads will roll, you'll find
yourself working in Traffic!

Right, you already do. Right, right.

What?

Uh... explain?

Do I need to?

Okay.

Ludo left?

Yes.

No appointment at the notary?

Yeah, almost,
if not for the excitement.

Yeah.

Oh yeah?

GILLES: We found cigarette butts...
NO SMOKING WHILE TAKING

Karadec: DELIBERATE ARSON,
IT'S A HOMICIDE! THANK YOU!

f*ck, Lana's been taking us
for a ride from the beginning.

WHISTLE

A big thank you for the improvisation on...

"Jeanne d'Arc has a kebab"!

APPLAUSE

...

Let's welcome the
Wazemmes Warthogs!

...

WARTHOGS! WARTHOGS!
- A mixed improvisation,

duration: 3 minutes!

But to do so,

is there, in the audience,

an innocent who'll come up
to draw lots for the theme?

MORGANE: Me, me!

Me, me, me, me!

Me! Go ahead,
pass me the mic.

Good evening, Lille!

Are you hot?

APPLAUSE
- Yeah!

...

I don't hear anything!

Are you hot?

I've always dreamed of saying that!
Right, the lots.

So, the improv theme:

"Orchestrate a fake death"!

Over to you, Warthogs!

I'll help you, let's begin.

Come on, let's make the storyline.

You have a great girlfriend,
who we'll call... Lana.

She feels bad about herself
because she was born a boy,

but she feels like a woman.

And instead of supporting her,
her family rejects her.

So, how could we help her?

MAN: Orchestrate her false death!

MORGANE: Yeah! That's funny!
OK, yes!

"Orchestrate her fake death."
For this you will need

a body, a tattoo, and
lots of flammable product

to set it all on fire.

The roles!

You are going to be playing

the medical student who locates

an unclaimed dead body.

You, well, this is a bit easy, but good:

You're going to be the tattoo artist

who will reproduce
his friend's tattoo on the corpse.

And you, what are
you going to do for us?

What are you going to play?

As far as I remember, it's
super flammable.

AH! Yeah, look-- OH f*ck!

DORIANE: The nurse who
procures flammable products.

The nurse girlfriend, yeah!
And that's how Valentin

will be able to
orchestrate his death,

and let Lana fly away!

That's all for me!

PABLO: It's no use, it's
too late, you won't find her.

Ah!

There you are!

Partners from the start, eh?

It's beautiful, the solidarity
between brother and sister.

THEO: How did you find us?
- The numbers on your wrist.

It was neither a train nor a plane,

you'd have to show your papers.

Fine, there's still the bus.

He has nothing to do with it. If you
have to stop anyone it's me, not him.

We have to let her go.

THEO: Please.
- When I told my father

who I was, he told me I was sick

and needed treatment.

LANA: I can't go back there.

I need to go to the Netherlands.
It can be a new start for me.

You know what we're going to do?
I'll look over there,

and you will get on your bus.

And since I have heels I'm
not going to run after you.

That's how we'll do it, eh?

It's over. I'll come check on you.
-Yes; take care.

ADAM: Gabriel confessed
to stealing the corpse.

He'll be brought before the judge.

We don't have much on the others.

And Lana?
- Took off.

She can be prosecuted for
faking a crime,

but that isn't important enough
for an arrest warrant.

So since she's
already abroad: damn.

Hey, where's Morgane?

No idea.

You know, she must be at home.

Yeah.

Hmm.
- Yeah.

I'm going to warn the Beliard family.

Uh, and don't move,

we have something to tell you.

Are they going to make it official?

Or she's pregnant.

They slept together last
night, it's physically impossible.

Ah.

Uh, yeah.

Come on, Ludo, answer.

So!

It's this:

We wanted to talk to you

to let you know

that following the very good
results of the last few months,

the prefect has decided to
grant us increased funding,

the equivalent of
an additional patrol car.

Is that your announcement?

CELINE: It's good,
another car, right?

I'm telling you, sometimes
you react like spoiled children!

You didn't sleep together?

Sorry?

What?
Sorry?

Oh, sorry! No! Excuse us,
we thought that... Finally, I...

We're reassured.
- I feel reassured.

CHUCKLES, SIGHS

We thought that...

"LA LUNA" BY CYRIL GIROUX ET AL

...

OK.
GILLES: Uh...

Ah, yeah...
- See you tomorrow.

I know. It also shocked me.

It's good, the car, right?

Of course!
- Sure; of course.

SNIFFLES

Hello, it's me!

How are you?

It went well
with the kids?

Mmm-hmm.

Ludo, I'm sorry, I screwed up
with the notary,

but I'm going to stop...
- No, please.

I'll make up for it,
I'll make an appointment...

I will make up for it.
- Morgane,

I'm going to ask you a simple
question, a very simple question:

Do you want to live with me?

You have doubts.
- No!

From the beginning.
- No!!!

I never had any doubts.

Never!

No, wait!
- I'll come get

my stuff tomorrow afternoon.
Don't be here.

Come on, let's talk!

Ludo!
DOOR CLOSES

GILLES: You'll never guess what!

Karadec is not
going out with Celine,

it's the other traitor,
Roxane Ascher.

I saw Ludo, he's going out
at this hour?

Morgane?

What?

Alright, Morgane?
- Yes!

Yes.