01x07 - Reine d'un jour

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Excuse me, I don't want to...

- Hello.
- All right, Dad?

Today's special
is burgers Sarah style.

- Cool.
- Thanks for coming.

We don't often have lunch together.

You like yours well cooked?

- What is it?
- Nothing.

The last time you made me lunch,

you'd lost
my Peter Falk autograph.

OK. I wanted to ask you something.

I'm listening.

Excuse me.

Here we go.

Just a minute, Baudemont.
I'm listening.

Forget it,
I have to get back to school.

We'll talk later.

Baudemont?

Want to be Prince Charming?

We've found Sleeping Beauty.

But she'll be hard to wake up.

OK.

CAPTAIN SHARIF

QUEEN FOR A DAY

Received.

- Good afternoon, Captains.
- Thanks.

- Sharif.
- Captain.

The young man found the body
looking for his Frisbee.

- No-one saw anything.
- No witnesses?

None.

The victim is about 20.
No ID or phone.

Given how's she dressed,
someone would remember seeing her.

- Hi, Doc.
- Captain. It's sad.

Such a pretty girl.

Why? Is it less important

- when they're ugly?
- Somewhat.

Jade.

See if she's been reported missing.

Cause of death?

Fractured skull.
No doubt about it.

Her head hit that bench.
There are traces of blood.

She was dragged here.
She d*ed recently.

Two hours maximum.
No sign of sexual as*ault.

What's that?

Bruises covered by makeup.
There are several.

Take a look.

- A previous as*ault?
- Possibly. Or a fall.

It's recent.

As for her age...

I'm not sure.

Given
the size of her pelvis and neck.

I'll know more after

the autopsy,
but she's younger than she looks.

Younger?

1.75 metres, around 55 kilos.

New shoes,

scored so as not to slip
when walking... on a catwalk?

A model?
Are there fashion shows on?

There's the beauty contest.

My third wife loved all that.

The contest lasts all week.
On Saturday night,

for the final...

Nathalie Plessard has just reported
her daughter missing: Jade, 15.

- The description fits.
- Thanks.

A little sensuality
in your movements.

More rounded.

Remember to swing your hips.

Good.

Perfect.

Lovely smile.

It's like a cattle market.

Pretty thin cattle.

They should stay
with my mother for a while.

Can I help you?

Police.
Captains Briard and Sharif.

I'm Estelle Dionet,
president of the competition.

Have you found Jade?

Is she all right?

When did Mrs Plessard tell you
her daughter had gone?

This morning.

Nathalie immediately
thought the worst.

Mothers and daughters
often have a strong bond,

but Nathalie and Jade
were really close.

Jade's father d*ed
when she was young.

Have you known the family long?

Since they came to Lyon,
shortly after Jade was born.

She's in the cafeteria.

So you can carry on
with rehearsals.

We receive over 400 applications,
and we're down to 16 finalists.

It's months of work.

If it would bring Jade back,
I'd cancel it all.

If there's a link to the m*rder,
you'll have no choice.

Are the contestants
always accompanied?

Of course.
They are 15 - 17 years old.

They need the support
of their families.

Do you think a contestant
could have k*lled Jade?

Impossible.

Contestants share our values.
m*rder isn't one of them.

The lure of money?

I doubt it.

The first prize is a scooter.
You don't k*ll for a scooter.

- When you don't like someone...
- It's the event I don't like.

Nathalie, the police are here.

Hello.

- I'll leave you to it.
- OK.

Mrs Plessard, I'm so sorry,

- but we need your help.
- Now you're helping?

I made a statement. I filed
a complaint. You did nothing.

Nothing.

A complaint against whom?

My ex, Arnaud.

We split up a month ago
and he's been harassing me.

He att*cked me.

He said he'd make me pay.

Do you know where he is?

Yes.

Can I see her?

Please.

Did she say I was harassing her?

No. She said you k*lled
her daughter.

Jade? Jade is dead?

Where were you between 10 and 12?

At work.
I run a hairdressing salon.

Ask her, she should know.

She didn't tell you everything.

Nathalie was a client.
She brought Jade every week.

You did her hair?

Yes, for the fashion shows
and contests.

I treated her like a star.
I loved that kid.

And Nathalie liked that?

We got on straightaway.

I didn't have kids.
Jade's father had d*ed.

It was great for two years.

What went wrong?

Nathalie spent loads on Jade.

Outfits, travel, website.
It was ridiculous.

- She was putting pressure on her.
- Did Jade want to stop?

Jade? No.
She happily went along with it.

They were like Siamese twins.

One day I saw Nath stealing
from the till.

She used my bank card too.

She took over 15,000 euros.
Enough to cause me trouble.

Hence the harassment?

OK. Yes.
The car, the phone calls.

But not Jade.

She was a great kid.

We'll keep him
until we've checked his alibi.

We've questioned
all the other contestants,

their mothers, the jury,
everyone we could find.

Wife number three
would have loved it!

Contact details and their movements.

They all said Jade
had a good chance of winning.

Anything useful?

Three people saw her fall on
the stairs before the semi-final.

They can't say if she was pushed.

Hence the make-up
on her legs to cover it.

Thanks. Good work.

If you need anything else...

Start with the log.
We've an early start tomorrow.

He's right, it's late.
Go home.

I'll file it.

- Good night, Captain.
- Good night.

Hey.

- Hello.
- You're home!

- All right?
- Fine. You?

Music, TV...

Ideal for studying.

So what did you want
to talk about?

I want to live here.

All the time.

- Why?
- "Why?"

That's nice.
I just want to live with you.

That is nice. But something's up.
Have you fallen out with your mum?

I don't know what's happened,
but we need to discuss it.

We are.

I mean with your mother.

Good luck.
It's not her top priority.

Sarah, this is your mother.
She'd cut off an arm for you,

and do it happily.

Not now she has a new guy.

She's seeing someone?

Who is he?

Pierre somebody.

She's only interested in him.
Mum said I'd be better here.

She did say that.

And we'd be fine here.

Go on.

I'll think about it.

- Good night.
- Good night, Dad.

Hi, Déborah.
We keep missing each other.

I was in the shower.

Listen,
we can talk about it tonight.

Hope it goes well in court.
Bye.

She needs coffee.
Dressed in the same clothes.

- Did you get any sleep?
- Two hours.

It was worth it.
Jade didn't accidentally fall.

I found two other pairs of shoes
in her bag.

For smart-casual and evening wear.

I do my homework too!

The pair she'd been wearing
had been sabotaged.

She wouldn't have noticed it
until it broke.

Someone wanted her out of the
contest, and failed the first time.

But not the second.

You think whoever did that
k*lled Jade?

It couldn't be a contestant.

There's no rivalry
in this sort of event?

Yes.

I was competing when I was 14.
And getting noticed.

One day, a girl pushed me
off the stage.

A bad fracture.

The end of my career.

That's why I set up this contest.

So there could be
at least one decent contest.

We do all we can.

We do background checks,
we trawl social networks.

- No racy photos, nothing hateful.
- It worked well.

Don't dismiss 12 years of work
because of yesterday,

however dreadful.

We're extremely careful
when we select contestants.

Not careful enough, I admit.

Please don't cancel the final.

You can continue with rehearsals.
We'll let you know.

Thank you, Mrs Dionet.

Madam.

Sad story.

She should have known
it's a corrupt environment.

You can't protect them from that.

Were you ever a contestant?

My first case
when I joined the police

was a photographer
who r*ped teenage models.

This environment attracts weirdos.

- I understand.
- One of the jury is a photographer,

but I can't find anything on him
or the others.

- Yes?
- Captain,

Mrs Plessard is in reception.

Thanks.

- I don't understand.
- We checked

Arnaud's alibi, it wasn't him.

Did he say I was forcing
my daughter to live my dreams?

Nathalie,

all we care about
is finding Jade's k*ller.

We're not here to judge.
Do you understand?

Jade's shoes,

could another contestant
get access?

We bring the outfits with us.

Someone who didn't want Jade
to take part? A boyfriend?

No, Jade was still a little girl.

She'd never kissed a boy.

Why didn't you tell us
about the fall?

I didn't think it was related.

I told her off
when I heard about it.

When you heard?

You weren't there?

No, I was in the hall.

She was with Coralie.

Another contestant?

Coralie is her best friend.
They both entered.

She went out in the first round.

Jade was...

not only my daughter.

It was just the two of us.

Now I've got no-one.

You see?

- Are you OK, Coralie?
- Yes.

- Do you know why you're here?
- Yes, because of Jade.

You were with her
when she fell on the stairs.

Where exactly were you?

They'd just called us
for the semi-final.

There was a rush.
Jade fell.

But you were no longer
in the competition.

Nice of you to stay
for your friend.

You weren't that good friends.
We've seen your Facebook page.

I've seen the messages
you sent her.

What does that mean?

I've printed them off.

I don't interfere
in her private life.

Well, it's all on the Internet.

It's not that private.

Please come in.

There you go.

The story of two friends
who enter the same contest.

Two pretty girls, but one star.

You, Coralie.

Except you went out, and Jade
could have been in final.

Suddenly she was the star.

The roles changed
after your elimination.

That's hard for someone
used to getting her own way.

What are you implying?

My daughter pushed Jade?

She didn't need to.
She tampered with her shoes.

The heel broke

when Jade came down the stairs.

She would never do such a thing.

We find DNA everywhere now.

Yours will be on Jade's shoes.

We'll get a sample.

No. Wait. I wanted her to lose,
I didn't want to hurt her.

What?

You have no idea what it's like.

Look at you, Dad!

I don't want that.

She wasn't going to take my place.
Looking down on me

because she was still
in this sh*t competition.

Your daughter called
the sh*ts in her class.

But you went too far.

When I went out, people
started talking behind my back.

Did you fall out with Jade?

No, I pretended not to care.

She believed me when I said
I wanted to help her win.

That's how I was able
to tamper with her shoes.

It wasn't enough.

She was still in the contest.

I didn't do the other stuff.

I didn't k*ll her.

Sir?

You need to call a lawyer.

Let's leave them to chat
and see what happens.

Not interfering in her private life
is good.

But not knowing what a 15-year-old
puts on the Internet...

- I find that incredible.
- And you know what Sarah does?

It's not the same.
I know my daughter.

If you say so.

I've just received
Jade's travel journeys.

I should get her phone records
this afternoon.

Don't worry,
I'll leave you the paperwork.

Yes, Mum?

No, I never said Sarah was living
with me. It hasn't been agreed.

I haven't spoken to Déborah yet.

She called me back but...

Mum, I have work to do.
Yes, I love you too.

Kader. Isn't Adeline here?

Talk of the devil!

My preliminary report
confirms what I thought.

Jade was pushed backwards
and broke her neck.

k*lled instantly.

No traces of DNA.

So no sexual as*ault?

No, but she wasn't a virgin.

Yes, of course.
Thank you, Headmaster. Goodbye.

At the time of the m*rder,
Coralie was in class.

That confirms what she said.

She said Jade
didn't have a boyfriend.

Her life revolved around her mum,
school and contests.

We're back to the start.

Maybe not. Jade left school
early last week.

She said she felt ill
and was going straight home.

Coralie was sure she saw her
at the shopping arcade,

near the town hall.

When she asked her,
Jade denied it.

Maybe her boyfriend works there.

The shopping arcade.

There's a tea shop, clothes shop,
computer shop...

Photographer!

It's handy being a sat nav.

It belongs to Samuel Deliège.

He's on the jury.

He was seeing Jade.

Go easy.
We don't know for sure.

Captain!

I'm sorry.

I'll call you when it's over.

Did you often see Jade
outside the contest?

I don't understand.

A relationship with a 15-year-old.
Is that clear now?

My relationships are professional.
I warn you...

Is that a thr*at?

Let's calm down.

I won't be insulted.

Insulted?
After what you did to that kid?

- I'll handle this.
- You're crazy!

OK. OK.
What are you doing?

- Handcuffs?
- I'm arresting you.

Tell me,

did we enter The Twilight Zone?

I'm talking to you!
What is your problem?

I told you, I know his type.

We have nothing on him.
What do we do now?

What are you doing?

It's Jade's phone record.
He must have been in contact.

Did they call each other?

He must have had another way
to contact her.

Or we're on the wrong track.

Deliège's lawyer is here.
He's complaining

of v*olence.

Do you know what you're doing?

Don't worry, it's under control.
It's all part of the plan.

Adeline, come and see me later.

I'll do the interview on my own,
you can observe.

Captain Sharif.

I'd heard about you
and your methods.

I'm not used to violent arrests

by Captain Briard.

"Violent arrest"?

You might not know,

a child has been k*lled
and your client is lying.

Everyone lies, Captain.

How do you justify
the blows received by my client?

In front of witnesses.

What was Jade doing
at your studio?

Private lessons?

I'm a reputable photographer...

Two photos sold to the tabloids
15 years ago.

Weddings and communions
ever since.

A witness saw Jade
leaving your studio.

Witnesses are rarely reliable.

Jade's travel card confirms it.

She got off at Bellecour station
at 3pm.

50 metres from your studio.

I imagine there are
other businesses around there?

To show our good faith...

Jade came to the studio
to get some photos done.

- Without her mother?
- Yes.

Let's say she did.
And the day of the m*rder?

Was she meeting you

in the park?

The last time my client
saw the victim

was the evening-wear rehearsal.
He didn't leave the room.

The contestants who came after
Jade will confirm that.

You see?
We're on the same side.

Pardon?

My client cooperates,

and you don't waste time
on the wrong track.

Thank you, Maître.

You're staying here
until we've checked your story.

Naturally.
You'll be home tonight.

It won't take long to check.

Here's the list of contestants
who can confirm it.

I'm sure you already have it.

Thank you.

That lawyer's quick.

We'll struggle to keep
Deliège more than a few hours.

Hardly surprising given how you
let him run the interview.

What do you want me to do?
b*at up Deliege? What's going on?

Deliège is involved.

We have nothing on him,
as his lawyer will remind us.

He won't get away with it.

We're all a little stressed.
Let's take a break.

I don't remember hiring you
as a life coach.

I'm going to get a coffee.

Make an effort.

She was at HQ.

Briard. Captain Adeline Briard.

A serial r*pist.
Photographer.

Call me when you have something?
Thanks.

Sorry I couldn't come earlier...

Don't worry.
Let's get a coffee.

Are you serious?

You really want custody?

Who told you that?

- Your mother.
- No.

Sarah asked me.
She thinks it'll make you happy.

What?

According to her,
and I quote,

since you have a new man
"she doesn't matter".

I don't believe it.

She's unbearable at the moment.

"Mum, you're winding me up."
"Mum, I'm leaving."

I know that song.

Once.
One time I cracked.

I said if it's so awful here,
then go and live with you.

Since then, radio silence.
It's nothing to do with my friend.

I thought it was
something like that.

Do I know him?

A client?

No, not exactly.

I'll introduce you one day.

It's serious then?

I think so.

But you know, Kader,
no-one comes before my daughter.

We'll sort it out.
Come for dinner tomorrow.

OK.

Come in.

- Sir...
- Sit down.

Should I be worried, Adeline?

When I heard the Police Chief's
daughter was transferring here,

I did some research.

Your career, your achievements.
And the rest.

The photographer r*pist.

The Barbier case.

Only one victim would testify,

because you persuaded her.
Camille Pereira.

But it wasn't enough.

The man got off
for lack of evidence.

There were 2 more victims
before he was caught.

You are not responsible
for what happened.

Screwing up this case
won't make it right.

And so I ask,
should I take you off the case?

There'll be no further incidents.

Good.

Do not go near
the photographer.

Captain Sharif
will deal with him.

- Go home and get some rest.
- But Sir...

That's an order, Captain Briard.

Sir.

Adeline?

There are two types of good cop.

Those who follow rules,
and those work round them.

If one of the first type
tries to be like the second type,

it ends badly.
Don't make that mistake.

- Buy me a coffee?
- My pleasure.

Adeline, I've released Deliège.

Several people confirmed
he didn't leave the hall.

So it's not him.

I went to see Jade's mother.

I've got her diary,

since I was forced to go home.

I went through it and found this.

"29th March.
Meeting H. Garance."

Nathalie confirmed she came
home late that day.

But I can't find anyone
called H. Garance.

H. Garance?

It isn't a person,
it's a place.

There's a Garance hotel.

That might be the meeting place.

Sorry, I need to take this.
I'll catch you up.

Hi, Fouad.
Have you got the information?

Did Captain Briard
work the case alone?

Can you send it
to my personal e-mail?

Thanks.

That was quick.

The receptionist recognised
Jade from the photo.

She was meeting a client,
Eric Lefèvre.

He paid cash for the room.

There must be dozens
called Eric Lefèvre.

Maybe Jade's mother will know.

Thank you for coming in.

Have you found something?

Jade had a meeting

in a hotel three weeks ago,
with a man called Lefèvre.

Who is he?
An ex-colleague? A lover?

You know the name.

No.

No. I...

I don't know
an Eric Lefèvre.

No-one mentioned Eric.

I said we'd do everything
to find your daughter's k*ller.

So who is Eric Lefèvre?

Nathalie, we will find him.

We'll find out why
he's more important than Jade.

That's not true.

So tell us.

Who is Eric Lefèvre?

Her father.

The one who d*ed 15 years ago?

Mr Lefèvre,

I'm so sorry about Jade.

When did you split up
with Nathalie Plessard?

12 years ago.

We lived in Paris.

Nathalie posed
as a model for money.

I was struggling.

Jade didn't come
at the best time.

Kids turn your life upside-down.

Nathalie's career was over.

Something snapped.

Concerning Jade?

Nathalie took her to auditions
when she was 18 months old.

It became an obsession.
That was all that mattered.

Is that when she left?

One day, when Jade was three,

she was ill. I said
to take her to the doctor.

But she said she had
to take her to an audition.

We argued.

The next day they'd gone.

A new start is one thing, but
telling Jade her father is dead?

I'd just got to Lyon when Eric
turned up wanting to see Jade.

But he was drinking then.

He'd spent several nights
in the cells.

I threatened to say
he was abusing our child.

- You'd have said her father...
- Yes.

I had plans for her.

He wasn't going to stop me
raising her how I wanted.

How did you get in touch?

A few months ago,

I got in touch
under a false name.

On the Internet,
she told me all about her life.

She didn't want to live
with her mother.

When did you tell her
who you were?

A month ago,
I came to Lyon for work.

And I...

We met up.

When she realised I was her dad...

She wanted to live with me.

You dissuaded her?

I wanted to do it properly.

You don't know
what Nathalie is capable of.

He's lying.

He's lying.
Jade would never leave me.

We have proof she...

I don't care.
He's lying!

- Calm down.
- Calm down?

My daughter is dead.

Dead!

All I have left of her

is this:

a good-luck pendant.

She wasn't wearing it
at the contest?

She gave it to Coralie just...

just before
she went to the park.

Do you mind if I take it?

Eric Lefèvre is sure his ex-wife
k*lled their daughter.

Nathalie is unstable,
but to k*ll her own daughter...

It wasn't pre-meditated, more
an argument that went wrong.

This woman built her life
around her daughter.

If she'd k*lled her,
she'd have been with the body.

Or thrown herself under a bus.

Captain Briard is right.
It wasn't her.

Release the parents,
but check what the father said.

If Jade wanted to leave,
there'd be evidence.

I checked what Eric Lefèvre said.
Jade had contacted a lawyer.

Probably to start the process.

She'd win the contest,
sell the scooter and move to Paris.

There was no guarantee she'd win.
It was a gamble.

What's with the pendant?
Been on a tryst?

It's Jade's good-luck pendant.
She always wore it.

Good luck? She wasn't wearing
it when she was k*lled.

That's what intrigues me.

Nathalie gave it to me earlier.

Jade gave it to Coralie
before she went to the park.

May I?

- Trying to break it?
- No.

I found the lucky charm.

Kader? Pizza!

There you go.
Thanks, Gino.

Kader?
I'll just park up.

OK.

I'll be back as soon as I can.

- Did you invite someone?
- Surprise!

- OK?
- Yes.

Hello, darling.

Nice of you to invite me.

What's the idea, Dad?

This "idea" is your mother.
So be nice.

It's a mother-daughter evening.

The pizza is served!
Bye!

So, Captain?

What does the memory card tell us?

Captain?

You're so pretty.

Relax. Don't worry.

Everything's fine.

We'll arrest him, quietly.

Adeline!

All the girls confirmed Deliège
was in the hall at the time.

Are you listening?

Adeline!

Sorry. Emergency.

Adeline. Deliège r*ped Jade,
but didn't k*ll her.

This won't bring back
Camille Pereira.

Don't get things all mixed up.

Our victim is Jade Plessard.

Not Camille Pereira.

It can't have been easy
getting her to testify.

And it was pointless.

If you'd seen the smile on his face
when he left the court.

And her tears.

You did your job.

To start with, I called her,
then I got too busy.

One case, then another,
then another.

One evening I got a call,

she'd taken some pills.

She'd called me.

I was in an interview
and didn't answer.

You couldn't have done more.

Don't move!

She's crazy.

Don't move!
Don't move!

Tell them you k*lled my daughter.

Put your g*ns down.

Confess what you did.

g*ns down!

Pascale, put it down!

Coralie told me she saw Jade

coming out of the shopping mall.

Nathalie, don't...

Deliège didn't k*ll Jade.

He r*ped my daughter.

He told me.

You're right.
He's a bastard.

If you don't do it,

I will, with pleasure.

He filed a complaint against me.

So, what's it like
being at someone's mercy?

What's it like?

You're crazy.

She att*cked me!

No handcuffs.

We've got the video
of you and Jade.

Shall we watch it?
Come on.

I'm...

Trust me, Nathalie.

He's not the man.

- f*ck you!
- Cell number one.

I know how it looks...

It was Jade. She tricked me.
She wanted to win.

She filmed it to blackmail me.

- When did you know she'd filmed it?
- At the portrait session.

She wanted to meet me outside,
or she'd show everyone the film.

I said if the video was shown,
I might go to jail,

but she'd be disqualified.

And you mean you just carried on
with the rehearsals?

We're talking about sexual as*ault.

And accomplice to m*rder.

I told someone.

Someone who could destroy
the film

and would do anything
to avoid scandal.

Estelle Dionet.

She went to the park instead
of me, but I didn't think...

What did she do with Jade's phone?

She said she destroyed it.

When we didn't find you at home,

we thought you'd be here.

Deliège told us everything.

We know you met Jade
in his place.

He's lying.

He's just signed a statement.

Why would I do that?

To destroy this.

We got this from the phone's memory.

We found Jade's phone
where you left it

after trying to destroy it.

You're so pretty!

Stop it.

Stop it.

It's true.

I went to meet her
instead of Deliège.

I had to get the video
and destroy it.

This contest is my life.

The scandal would have
destroyed everything.

I thought Jade would understand.

But...

She refused.

She was different: cold, hard.

She said that...

She said she'd give me the phone
if I made sure she won.

She blackmailed me.

I was wrong about her.

I went crazy.

I jumped on her and pushed her.
She fell.

I panicked and thought...

no-one would believe
it was an accident.

You weren't wrong about Jade.

She'd have done anything.

But not to succeed.

To get away from her mother
and join her father in Paris.

Admit it, you're starting
to like my methods.

Bluffing about the phone was risky.

The Return of the Saint.
Episode 10. Obviously.

Sharif style.

However,

your stunt with the photographer,
I don't recognise that one.

You know nothing.

Thanks for speaking to Doucet.

I know you two spoke...
and I had lost my way.

Captain Sharif,
would you excuse us?

Of course.

What you did yesterday
required a cool head. Well done.

- Thank you, Sir.
- But it doesn't make up

for what you did before.

- I know I went too far...
- With me,

everyone gets one joker.
You've used yours.

Try that again,
and I'll have you transferred.

I don't want to do that,
you do good work.

Kader?

Thanks for the meeting with Sarah.

You're welcome. I knew you'd had
enough of a 15-year-old.

It's not her age.
It's because she thinks it's serious

between Pierre and me.

Pierre.
Is that his name?

I'm here to pick him up.

He worked here all night.

Don't say he's a cop!

Maitre Clément! Excuse me.

Sorry about your client.
You can't win them all.

Very funny.

Little things please little minds.

Let's go, we don't want
Sarah to be late.

That's what I wanted
to tell you.

Kader, Pierre.
Pierre, Kader.

- I think you've already met.
- Yes.

Good.

Bye, darling.

Have a good day.

Sharif?

Can I buy you a coffee?

So, did Doucet play his joker?

I imagine you used yours
long ago.