04x01 - Jusqu'à ce que la mort nous sépare

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I've no intention of losing you.

I've loved you since I met you.

I thought that if you'd worked
with your brother,

you could have saved him.

Pascal, it's me.

I've had a think,

and I'll come to Paris with you.

Stop! Don't move!

- I have to go.
- Stay.

I can't, I...

Let me go.

7 months later

In consecrating your union,

I draw your attention
to your obligations,

as enshrined in the articles
of the civil code

determining the respective rights
and duties of married couples.

Article 213:
"Spouses are collectively responsible

"for the material
and moral guidance of the family.

"They shall provide for the education
of the children

"and shall prepare their future."

Article 371-1:

"Parental authority

"is a set of rights and duties
to protect the child's welfare.

"It is vested in the parents
until the majority..."

Dad!

Wake up!

Come on, wake up, please!

I was having a lovely time.

Wake up.

We need to fetch the saucepans
from Gran's.

Saucepans?
What are you on about?

For the wedding.
Come on, wake up.

- We've loads to do.
- I know, I know.

Rehearse the wedding song,

wrap the sugared almonds,

fetch my suit
from the dry cleaner's...

Yes, and lots more besides.
Hurry up.

I know the list by heart.
Calm down.

We've got time.
Why are you...

There are other things.
We're short of time, hurry up.

About the table plan,
is Adeline coming?

Since going to Paris,
she's only sent messages to you.

For my birthday.
Since Mum invited her,

I thought she might come.

Adeline left 7 months ago
and she's not coming back.

Yeah, you're right.
I don't know why I'm still hoping.

You've managed to get over her.

Hello, ma'am.
Where's your husband?

Upstairs.

Either of you want any tea?

Is that Adeline?

People only call you on cue

in TV series.

Yes, Baudemont.

Yeah, Cherif.
A homicide in Sainte-Foy.

A heart att*ck gone bad.

- I'm off duty today.
- The woman who reported it

is Isabelle Vanier,
the one they call the Black Widow.

My instinct tells me it's fishy.

The Black Widow...

Tempting, but no.
I'm not the only cop in Lyons.

No, that's true.

I don't know
how to tell you this, but...

That's Captain Briard.

An ex-colleague.

Joël.

Joël?

Should I kiss you or tell you off?

Right, come on.

Till Death Us Do Part

You knew Adeline was coming back?

Did you?

She must have seen Kojak.
She could've told us.

The victim is Antoine Cochin.

A luxury-watch tycoon.

No heirs.

The Black Widow's in the lounge.

She's drop-dead gorgeous.

What about Adeline?

Yes, we'll talk later.
This is work time.

You have to...

How long have you been married?

Please.

- Sorry, what was that?
- How long...

Cause of death?

No sign of a struggle.
Looks like a heart att*ck.

Are you back for good,
or will you leave again?

That's what we'd all like to know.

But I doubt
we'll have the answer just yet.

Am I wrong?

Hello, Kader.

Hi, Adeline.

We found some medication
on the chest of drawers.

For the heart.

You disappear for 7 months,

you don't get in touch,

and all you can say is:

"We found some heart medication
on the chest of drawers"?

This is a crime scene, Cherif.

Cherif?

You want to keep it work-related?

OK.

Is her fireman with her?

I doubt it.
No wedding or engagement ring.

The victim divorced his first wife
23 years ago

and married Mrs Vanier
8 months ago.

Really?

Tell me, Dejax.

Viagra and heart problems
isn't a good mix, is it?

It's not recommended.

It's a prescription medicine.

I can see why he took the risk.

With a wife like Mrs Vanier,
I'd be tempted, too.

I can't understand
why you're single again.

All the same, it seems unlikely
he opened the box.

They're all opened in the same way:

left-hand side
with the name uppermost.

Except this one.

The murderess just had to slip
the pill in with the others,

and the deed's done.

The murderess?

Steady on.

You already know
who k*lled Antoine Cochin, Captain?

I don't know
what we'd have done without you.

My husband's heart had been fragile
since his heart att*ck.

When I found him this morning,

I knew it was over straightaway.

We're very sorry.

Mrs Cochin...

No, Vanier.

I prefer to use my maiden name.

For convenience's sake.

Call me Isabelle.

Isabelle...

Right.
Have you finished?

Since when did your husband
have erection problems?

I didn't know he did.

Men don't talk about those things
with their wives.

You think I k*lled him?

Be honest. I'm used to it.

You've been accused
of m*rder twice.

Correct.

And the case was dropped.

Twice.

Can I go?

No.

Stay with the lady.

Captain Cherif.

So, the Black Widow?

Deadly.

We'll pull her file
and continue questioning her.

Did you try to reach me?

Kader, let's be honest.

After 7 months, Adeline's return
surprised me as much as you.

She interrupted her unpaid leave
for personal reasons.

It's her right.

And I've no reason
not to take her back.

Why not?
There are other departments.

Is that what you really want?
That I transfer her?

No.

Where's my whiteboard?

Since you ask,

I kept it for 3 months.

Then when you renewed
your request for leave...

You got rid of it.

I don't blame you.

I'm pleased.

You have a right to be angry.

Angry?

Me?

Actually,

I just want to understand.

And I understand that.

But right now,
I need my board.

Locker room.

Thanks.

She really has some nerve.

3 marriages, 3 deaths.

15 years ago,
she married Dimitri Bélanger,

a rich bookings agent.

They loved sailing.
One day she came back alone.

Bélanger disappeared at sea.
His body was never found.

No charges could be brought.

No body, no inheritance.

She'd have to wait 10 years
to get the money.

We're talking a million euros.

3 years later,
another marriage.

François Leroux, 66, heart condition,
boss of a food-processing firm.

Let me guess.

Skiing accident?

- Horseriding?
- Better.

Heart att*ck.
Same as our victim.

Still no charges.

Hold on.

Let's say our Black Widow

k*lled her first 2 husbands
for their money.

Why do it again?
How much did she get last time?

Nothing as yet.

Charlotte Leroux,
the 2nd husband's daughter,

contested every item in the will.

Hence husband number 3.

Antoine Cochin, our victim.
I'm bringing in Charlotte Leroux.

She can tell us more
about her ex-stepmother.

My turn.

What I'd really like to know,

Captain...

That day,

our famous kiss took place.

You leave for Paris.

And 7 months later,

you return to Lyons.

So, Captain?

Can you sum up
the previous episodes?

We could talk about it tonight.

I'll take you to dinner.

Tonight,

I'm busy.

But lunch would be fine.

You were right about the pills.
No prints.

But it was the Viagra
that k*lled him.

Mixed with his medication,
a big bang.

But not the kind
he was hoping for.

Did you find out
who bought them?

Yes, then I washed the floors
and windows.

- Anything else you need?
- Joël.

No. All I have
is the name of the pharmacy.

Rue de la République. The big one.
I'm on my way.

Ah! Hold on.

I've got some important information.

I wrote it down.

"It's really good to see you
back together, my lovelies!"

I never thought I'd say it,
Baudemont, but I've missed you.

Really?

Your husbands had heart problems

and took conflicting medications.
Surprising.

So I k*lled them both
in the same way?

That would be rather stupid.

It's quite common.

Almost a textbook case.

Criminals
who escape the police once,

even twice,

develop a sense of impunity.

That's why we always
end up catching them.

You're remarkably well informed,
Captain.

But a young widow
unaffected by her husband's death

is rarer.

Yes.

I grew up in a home.
They don't console you there.

Sorry if it shocks you,

but I won't pretend
just to put you at ease.

Your election to the board
of your husband's firm

took place a week before his death?
- Yes.

Antoine asked me to accept it.

And since I can't refuse him...

Do you know the big pharmacy?

Yes, it's next to my gym.

The Viagra that k*lled your husband
came from there.

One of the staff may identify you.

Proving what?

It's the biggest pharmacy
in Lyons, right?

Am I staying the night,
or can I go?

We just need you
to stay available to the police.

And...

a point of contact?

I've a little house in Tassin.

I'll leave you the address.

One last question.

How did you meet
your first 2 heart-case husbands?

I volunteer for the Foundation
for Cardio-Vascular Research.

May I?

Wait, allow me...

"You're remarkably well informed."
She has a way with men.

Don't say you believe her?
She's having you on.

Find me one reason
to doubt her guilt.

Where are you going?

- You k*lled him!
- Let me go!

You k*lled him!

Let me go!

Calm down!

Bitch!

I'm OK.

You're releasing her?
She k*lled my father!

Calm down.

All right.

Your father?
Who is your father?

Antoine Cochin.

I thought he had no kids.

I tried to dissuade Dad
from marrying her,

but he was hooked.

You're not really
Antoine Cochin's son, are you?

My mother married him
when I was a kid.

He raised me till they divorced.
I was 14. He's my father.

You were close.

He made you his number 2
at the firm.

Yes.

After his first heart att*ck,

he became worried
about the firm's survival.

He wanted it to stay in the family.

He asked me
to succeed him when...

He was gone?

That's almost exactly
what your stepmother told us

with her succeeding, obviously.

Except that she insisted
on joining the board of directors.

She did the same
with her last husband.

Her last husband being...
François Leroux?

Yes.
Just ask her daughter.

Charlotte Leroux.

- How do you know her?
- She came to see me

to warn me of the danger.

We experienced the same thing.

Did you see your father
in the last 24 hours?

No.

Please write down
your movements in detail.

Listen.

My father and I
had our disagreements,

but I loved him.

You're wasting your time
investigating me.

I'll be expecting you, Mrs Leroux.

Did you notice Isabelle and Bastien
used the same defence?

Each accuses the other.

- You think they're in cahoots?
- No.

Isabelle has no alibi,
whereas Bastien does.

Shall we have lunch, then?

Charlotte Leroux
will only come in an hour.

With pleasure.

I can't wait for you
to spill the beans.

You were right.

At least,
you weren't entirely wrong.

I went to Paris because...

Because I thought
Pascal and I had a future together.

And I was wrong.

Say something.

I'm sorry.

Really.

And I meant it when I kissed you.

It's me who's sorry.

Kader!

- Why did you come back?
- Adeline?

Sarah!

Are you here for Mum's wedding?

Oh, yes!
It's this weekend, isn't it?

So you didn't come back for that.

- Why are you here?
- I'm back at my job.

Is that all?
Is that why you went off?

- Sarah, we're working.
- Yeah, right.

She's back, I come later.
See you tonight.

Oh, yes!
Justine will bring me home.

I'm babysitting
while she buys a nice dress.

Have a good day.

She's grown up fast.

She does babysitting now?

Yes, for her headmistress.

Right.
Charlotte Leroux will be here.

She's done it again.

- You let her do it again!
- It's not their fault, darling.

My wife has met
a lot of police officers,

and none has been able
to stop the Black Widow.

Why did you contest
your father's will?

He d*ed 3 weeks after changing it.

She left me only the legal minimum.
My father wouldn't want that.

She kept the family firm,

but Isabelle is claiming the rest:
the jewels, the cars...

Even Charlotte's childhood home,
in Tassin.

- She's merciless.
- She didn't come to the funeral.

- The woman's a monster.
- Calm down.

Tell us all you know
about their relationship.

Where they met, their habits,
the doctors they saw...

The slightest detail might help, OK?

Thanks.

Excuse me.

Charlotte is still fragile.

Don't make her relive it.
She'll never recover.

There's a new victim.

Isabelle is clever,
but she's not infallible.

Well?

Still convinced
of the Widow's innocence?

If it is her, we've no proof.

She'll have to confess,
and that's unlikely.

- Bastien's alibi?
- Checked and confirmed.

He spent the night at work.

It's odd that a woman like her
didn't think to fabricate an alibi.

- Yeah?
- Is Adeline back?

She started work this morning.

- What did she say?
- Nothing.

What do you mean, nothing?
Did she explain?

- I'm on the case.
- I can invite her, then.

Is that a good idea?

Yes! Everyone will be pleased
to see her.

Of course, you said nothing to her.
Kader?

- It's not the right time.
- When will you both grow up?

We're thinking about it.

I have to go. Bye.

Any news?

I should be asking you that.

So, is Adeline
still part of a couple?

She's single.

- Oh, that'll complicate things!
- I don't know what you mean.

It's not as if millions
fantasise about you both.

Is this a private conversation?

- We were waiting for you.
- For 7 months.

Any news on what k*lled Cochin?

I spoke to his doctor.

His name was on the prescription
we got from the pharmacy.

And?

It was a fake.
I guessed it would be.

No doctor would prescribe
sildenafil citrate

to a patient
with nitrate derivatives.

In English?

He was treating Cochin
for heart problems.

He wasn't about to prescribe
sexual stimulants.

I love it when you talk dirty.

That's not all.
Fellow doctors talk.

Isabelle called the doctor
2 weeks ago

to ask if her husband
could take Viagra.

He was clear about the risk
to Cochin.

She said she didn't know,
but she did.

That's not enough.

There's no proof she was behind it.

We need to link Isabelle
to the phone. That won't be easy.

OK, but start with that.

The doctor remembers
the call came between 3 and 3.15pm

because of a patient
with lymphangioleiomyomatosis.

- Thanks, Philippe.
- You're welcome.

Americano with no sugar,
if I'm not mistaken.

Yes, I'm still here.

On the 19th at 3.11pm,
there's a call from a mobile

with an unregistered chip,
used only once.

- Do we know where it was bought?
- Yeah.

Avenue Charles de Gaulle,
Tassin.

Tassin... That's where Isabelle's
gone to live, right?

Thank you.
I'll have the place searched.

No need, Captain.

We'll do like in Hart to Hart,

season 2, episode 8.

Jonathan Hart throws himself
into the claws of the murderess.

Yes, letters rogatory
for a residence in Tassin

relating to the m*rder
of Antoine Cochin.

Yes, I'll hold.

Right.

Where are you going?

I told you.

- We need the Prosecutor's approval.
- No, no.

You do. Not me.

See you later, Captain.

Stubborn so-and-so.

No, no, not you.

Can you call me back when
the Prosecutor agrees? Thanks.

Any chance of a drink?

- Did you come alone?
- Just a courtesy visit.

May I?

I don't have much time.
I'm due at a charity gala.

But do come in.

It's rather funny, isn't it?

Me, the little runaway
from the Foyer des Innocents,

invited to a reception
with a prefect and a minister.

Does your colleague still think
I k*lled my husband?

Maybe she's just scared
I'll seduce you.

Captain Briard is very shrewd.

I often incite jealousy
in other women.

I've never understood why.

I don't think she stands a chance.
Am I wrong?

I must go and change,
or I'll be late.

Make yourself at home.

Do you mind fastening my dress?

I love this music.

Well?

Have you formed an opinion
about me, Captain?

Do you think

I'm a psychopath or a victim?

One can be both.

If you k*lled them,

you won't get away with it.

There's always a way.

What?

Am I interrupting?

Do you have a judge's authorisation
to come in here?

Yes?

Thank you, Mr Prosecutor.

Thank you.

Now I do.

Here, put this on.

You'll catch cold.

This is the phone used
to call the doctor.

The call you never made.

It was in the funeral urn
on the mantelpiece.

Well?

No explanation?

Let's check for prints first.

Pardon?

Can I talk to you?

Are you making fun of me?

OK. You're under arrest
for the m*rder of Antoine Cochin.

I'm innocent.

You decline a lawyer, yes?

Yes, but I'd rather speak
to Captain Cherif.

I'm sure you would.

Unfortunately
Captain Cherif is busy.

How do you explain the presence
of this phone at your home?

I can't explain it.

You'll have to do better than that.

I've been trapped.

Why would I keep a phone

that indicates my guilt?

To sum up, someone planted
an inadvisable medicine

in your husband's pill box.

The same person hid the phone

in the house you had moved into,
correct?

If you say so.

You're the policewoman.

I'll continue in the morning.

Fine. A night in the cells
will make her think.

Where's Cherif?

In your office.

How did the interview go,
Captain?

Did the Black Widow
confess to her crimes?

I'm guessing no.

She'll cr*ck.

Forgive me,
but that's what I thought

when you arrived
as I was questioning the suspect.

Questioning her?

Is that what you call it?
Some things never change.

Bursting in without authorisation
isn't like you at all.

You've changed your methods.

Not at all.

I thought you were in danger.

Why?

You think
she only kills her husbands.

Anyway...

I think I've found something.

The printer.

Yes, I saw you taking them.

Interested in interior design now?

The window's just been replaced.

And?

I found these shards of glass.

I don't think you'll like
what comes next, Captain.

Isabelle?

Isabelle?

Where did you go?

I wasn't far away.

You replaced a window
in your lounge.

Was that after a break-in?

Yes.

I didn't say anything
as nothing was stolen.

Even if I had,
no-one would've believed me.

Except you,

maybe.

You remind me
of a friend I had as a child.

I know I can count on you.

Can't I?

When was the break-in?

8, 10 days ago.

I reported it for the insurance,
but as I said,

nothing was taken.

Maybe they didn't want
to take anything,

but to bring you something.

You mean that's how
they hid the phone at my place?

I still say it's ridiculous.

Captain,

admit it's possible.

A jury would take it into account.

It wouldn't be the first time
someone's been set up.

2 years ago with Customs,
or the shrink k*lled in his pool.

OK, just for argument's sake,
who profits from the crime?

Charlotte Leroux and Bastien Lefèvre,
who want to get rid of her.

I need a coffee. Want one?

- No, thanks.
- I will.

- You sure about this?
- Yes.

Everything points to Isabelle Vanier.
Adeline's right.

I know.

But as it stands,
a judge would acquit her.

The file's too thin.

Baudemont?

- Got a minute?
- No. What do you need?

A list of all the customers
at the pharmacy.

- OK, I'll see to it.
- Thanks.

Lemon tea for me.

Hello, Déborah.

Hello.
Can we talk somewhere quiet?

I came to tell you

that the wedding invitation
still stands

and that I'd be delighted
to see you there.

Thanks, but I don't want
to spoil the atmosphere.

No-one could do that.

Everyone wants you to come.

- My return's caused quite a stir.
- Not your return. Your departure.

Yes, I realise that.
I didn't want to hurt anyone, but...

It's easier not to get in touch
than to explain.

Well put.

If you need a good lawyer,
you know where I am.

See you tomorrow, then?

If you were my lawyer,

would everything I told you
be confidential?

Obviously.

You couldn't tell anyone?

Are you serious?

You're worrying me.

Will you be my lawyer, Déborah?

You have problems?

I will soon.

I have to tell you why I came back.

We've concentrated
on who resented Cochin...

- Your coffee.
- Thanks. Here.

What if the real question was:
who resents Isabelle?

Charlotte Leroux is a customer
at the big pharmacy?

She's obsessed
with punishing Isabelle.

She may have plotted it all
to trap her.

Charlotte Leroux
broke into her father's house

to hide the phone, OK.

But how did she get into
Cochin's place to poison him?

Bastien Lefèvre,
the son of husband number 3,

and Charlotte Leroux,

the daughter of husband number 2,
know each other well.

He could have copied the keys,
or she could have.

Your view, Captain?

He wants to cover all angles,

but Isabelle Vanier
is still my principal suspect.

OK.
Question Charlotte Leroux

as a witness
and see what happens.

My childhood friends said
you arrested her in my house.

Did you search the house?

Did you find something?

In your house?

On paper
it's Isabelle Vanier's, isn't it?

For now.

But when she's convicted,
I'll get back what's mine.

How far would you go
to achieve that?

What do you mean?
We want justice, that's all.

She's under arrest
for k*lling 3 people.

She's the one
you should interrogate.

The pills that k*lled Cochin

were bought
at the big pharmacy in town.

You're a customer there.

What are you talking about?

Everyone goes to that pharmacy.

That's it, darling.
We're going.

If you want to question Charlotte,
it'll be with our lawyer.

She's conned you as well.

Is a night in the cells all she gets?
She always gets away with it.

Are you totally insensitive?
I told you about her mental health.

I had her hospitalised last month
because she was suicidal.

If anything happens to her,
I'll hold you personally responsible.

Well?

Quite frankly,
Charlotte's honesty favours her.

She hides nothing,
however incriminating.

So you don't think
she's guilty either.

I didn't say that.

But it's obvious we'll have to
release Isabelle Vanier.

You call me,

I come running.

Just like old times.

Seems I've forgiven you
for abandoning me.

I'd like to know,
as a keen psychologist...

Well, you've studied psychology.

Yes, I specialised
in criminal psychopathology.

When someone's obsessed,

do they often act on it?

Depends on the obsession.

Let's say my obsession
was you, Captain.

I'd like to act on it,

but it's not essential.
- Highly unlikely, even.

And yet you've never
thought about su1c1de.

- As an obsessive, I mean.
- No. Never, no.

People who suffer
from obsessional neurosis

devote all their energy
to their fixation,

not to themselves.

Charlotte is channeling her anger
at Isabelle Vanier,

which enables her to bear it.

So why does her husband
maintain she's suicidal?

Cyril Rocher.

Troubled adolescence.
Several court appearances,

various foster homes.

- He was raised by Social Services.
- Yes.

At the Foyer des Innocents.

Like Isabelle Vanier.

Isabelle and Cyril have known
each other for 20 years?

I'll get someone to pull their files.

I'll go outside.

Hello, Mum.

- All right, son?
- Hold on a minute.

How are you?

Why am I the last to know
that Adeline's back?

I should have put an ad in the paper
so everyone didn't call me.

Everyone? I'm not everyone.

- That's not what I meant.
- But you said it.

Kader, I'm worried.

- I like Adeline, you know?
- Yes.

But it's too late.
Tell her you're unavailable...

Cherif, I...
Sorry.

Is that Adeline?
Put her on, I'll tell her.

Mum says hello.

- Say hello to her.
- She says hello.

I have to go

because I've got work to do.
I'll call you, OK?

- Kader, it's not...
- Mum, I love you.

That's nice.
I love you, son.

La mamma.

Cyril and Isabelle?

Yes.

She said she had a friend
who helped her survive her childhood.

Their files say they ran away
to meet each other.

Cyril met Charlotte
when her father married Isabelle.

She made sure Charlotte fell in love
with Cyril and married him.

Between them,
they stood to inherit everything.

So now Charlotte has to die.

And if she dies, they can blame
Cochin's m*rder on her.

That's why he mentioned
her suicidal tendencies.

He's going to k*ll her.

Captains Cherif and Briard.
We called you.

She slashed her wrists.

10 minutes later
and she'd be dead.

Was there a note?

Yes.

- May I?
- Of course.

Thanks.

"I k*lled Antoine Cochin..."

It's a confession.

Charlotte!

This is your fault.

You're under arrest for
the attempted m*rder of your wife.

The hospital says
Charlotte's out of danger.

It's not over yet.

We'll have to confirm
the signature is hers.

Her husband got it somehow.

Nothing proves
Charlotte was manipulated.

She'll go to prison
and Isabelle will get away again.

- We need her confession.
- Isabelle won't talk.

Even to you, Cherif.

Captain...

You shouldn't underestimate
my charm.

Where are you going?

I'm going home...

to freshen up.

Thanks for coming.

I have bad news for you.

Charlotte slashed her wrists
this morning.

Unfortunately for you and Cyril,
she's going to be OK.

What are you playing at, Kader?

Your plan was almost perfect.

But two things gave you away.

Sit down.

First of all,

the break-in business.

You were keeping it in reserve
in case things went wrong.

Your lawyer
would have brought it up at trial

to back up the theory that...

"I'm being set up".

You'd have sown doubt
in the mind of the jury,

and your acting talent
would have done the rest.

And the second?

You said two things.

Know how you recognise a guilty
person after a night in the cells?

They're sleeping peacefully
in their cell.

Like you
when I came to see you.

Believe me, I know.

You don't sleep
when you're wrongly accused.

You should've told me before.

But it's not too late.

Let's say the policeman
conducting your inquiry

had succumbed to your charm,

and had mislaid
some important evidence...

You'd be acquitted,

and free as a bird.

I suppose I'd have to find
a way of thanking him.

Only there's a problem: Cyril.

He'd be arrested.

And he'd end up talking.

He wouldn't talk.

If all this was true,
he'd go to prison for me, right?

Even if you left him for another?

I married three times
and stayed faithful to him.

This time I could pretend.

I could visit him in prison
and say everything was like before.

He won't suspect a thing.

But how would I know
it's him you're lying to

and not me?

Because you can obviously
read me like a book.

Cyril is a child.

And you're the kind of man
I'd have loved him to be.

I need a man like you.

I want to share
my inheritance with you.

Not him.

She never kissed
her husbands like that.

I'll give you my confession.

It's simple. It was her.

She planned it all.

Down to the smallest detail.

Franck,
can you take his statement?

Come with me.

Cherif, he's confessed.

Che...
Kader!

Don't shout like that.
I'm fine.

Work calls.

"Whoever thinks manipulating others
is a science is wrong.

"It's an art."

Do you know the series Profit?
One season only, episode 5.

What matters is that Cyril confessed.

Yeah.

With 3 inheritances,
they'd have shared 7 million euros.

Not bad.

They could have run away together.

We got our Black Widow.

You always suspected her.

I never said she was innocent.
But we didn't have enough proof.

And you thought
it'd be a good idea to add some.

I'd forgotten about your mischief.
I thought you'd fallen for her.

Impossible.

I'm a one-woman guy.

Why did you come back to Lyons?

Saved by the bell.

Hi, Adeline.

All right?

Are you OK, my darling?

- Hi.
- Hi, you OK?

Adeline, this is Justine.
Justine...

You're exactly as I imagined you.

- So, you're back?
- Yes.

I'd better go.
I have boxes to unpack.

- Sarah.
- Have a nice evening.

- Pleased to meet you.
- See you soon.

- Shall we go?
- Yeah.

If my friends knew
my headmistress was helping me out!

Is that how you met her?
At school?

Nothing escapes you.

All the same,

I can't say the same
about you and your return.

- See you tomorrow, Cherif.
- See you tomorrow, Captain.

Sophie Delmas
First female police chief

Guilty