05x07 - Quand Cherif rencontre Huggy

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Sir, you can't stay there.

Sir!

Sir.

Yes, Joël.

- Mr Cherif?
- Yes, that's me.

I'm Grégoire Lasalle.

Headmaster
of the lycée Victor Hugo.

It's about Eddy.

Is there a problem?

He had a fight with another pupil.
They ended up in a dustbin.

Pardon?

It's not ideal
talking on the phone.

Excuse me, I have another call.

Joël Baudemont

Captain Le Goff.

It's Baudemont.
I have a body for you.

Don't you normally call Kader?

He's not answering.

We're on rue Ingres.
It's easy to find.

There are cars with blue lights

and the word "police"
written on the side.

- You're overdoing it, Joël.
- What?

If I don't speak to her,
they say I'm ignoring her,

or I do and they say
I'm making fun of her.

People should make up their minds.

Right?

No, don't worry.

When Cherif met Huggy

Fine. Take care of Eddy.

See you later.

- Kader not here?
- He has something else on.

What do you have?

Sex appeal, charisma...

- I meant the victim.
- Oh, that!

Pierre Turquet, an accountant
for an estate agent.

Is Kader not with you?

He had something to sort out.

What do we have?

He received several Kn*fe blows

before the blade hit the heart.

Given the angle,

I'd say she was left-handed.

Why "she"?

Look.

Those scratches are new.

The attacker scratched her victim.

Traces of nail varnish,

so probably a woman.

- Time of death?
- One in the morning.

That's a Tamara suit.
Expensive.

Doesn't fit with the car.

Maybe it was a gift.
I knew a politician.

Name of François.

Someone gave him suits
and it was fatal.

What was he doing here?
He wasn't local.

He had a date with the Grim Reaper.

- Morning, Captain.
- Morning.

Cherif not here?

No, he's not,

and it's fine.

Worse than my kids.

Do the rounds, check for witnesses.

And let his family know.

Don't worry,

next time I'll bring him with me.

- She's a feisty one!
- Yes.

I like that.

What?

Everyone missed you this morning.

How's Eddy?

Other than a black eye
and a day's exclusion, fine.

Everything's under control.

The victim's aunt just arrived.

OK. I'll join you when I can.
Bye.

I'm sorry about your nephew.

Take your time.

I need some information
that could help us, but...

we'll do it at your pace.

I don't know
who could have k*lled him.

He wouldn't hurt a fly.

Did he have many friends?

No.

A girlfriend?

He introduced us a month ago.

We met twice.

Her name's Vanessa Carpentier.

She's a legal secretary for a lawyer,
Maître Loubatières.

You'll be surprised.

Why?

She's pretty. Very pretty.

I wondered what she saw in him.

Don't get me wrong.

Pierre was very nice,

but he was miserable, awkward,

and stand-offish.

Do you have Vanessa's number?

No.

But I've got this.

She hated photos.

That's the only one I have.

I understand.

I do.

It's normal to b*at someone up
and get excluded

when you start at a new school.

Drop it.
I'm not one of your suspects.

But you live here.

And I'd like to hear your version.

He came looking for trouble,
that's all.

And he found it.

Given his size compared to you,

it must have been really serious.

- What was the problem?
- Stop it!

Be nice.

- I'm not your mate.
- Drop it.

Be polite.
Wait a minute!

You're going to Mum's.

She'll sort you out.
Your phone stays here.

You can have it
when you go back to school.

That's not negotiable.

I mean... It wasn't always easy
with Sarah, but we could talk.

He's a boy, they're different.

If you knew what mine did
for Top Tr*mp cards...

Look at these photos.

You never see her face.

Turquet's, yes, but not hers.

Oh, yes! That's odd.

I called Maître Loubatières's office:

no Vanessa Carpentier there.

- Maybe she lied.
- Yes.

Turquet! That's funny.
It's like in Starsky and Hutch.

Season 2, episode 20.

No, listen.

Huggy Bear and the Turkey.

Huggy starts
a private-detective agency,

with JD Turquet.

Shame he can't help us.

No need
when you're Kader Cherif.

Look.

That's the website of the agency
where Turquet works.

Last night there was a party
for the big fish.

Hence the dinner jacket.

We should never have
let him leave with that girl.

His death is a tragedy.

3 days before
the region's biggest property show,

the worst possible time.

I'm sure he's very sorry.

That's not what I meant.

It's just that...

The agency's struggling.

Anything to do with the fact

that the last price in your window
dates from 2012?

Yes.

Something like that.

David, my son.
Head of Sales for our agencies.

Captains Cherif and Le Goff
about Pierre.

Pierre?

- He was m*rder*d last night.
- What?

I don't believe it!

Tell us about last night
and the girl he was with.

She was his girlfriend.

They were having fun,
then things turned bad.

They started shouting

and hitting each other.

Kevin, a colleague,
separated them.

Had you seen the girl before?

No, never.

But he'd talked about her a lot.

And then?

I took his girlfriend outside.

Pierre was very apologetic

and went to join her.

We all told him not to.

Then he left with her.

I know I shouldn't have...

but I filmed it all.

She was exceptionally pretty...

And you wanted a souvenir.

You don't understand!

You're such a dork!

What are you doing?

You're totally nuts!

Is this what you mean?

Stop!

You don't understand.

- You don't understand!
- What's wrong with you?

The prints found at the scene
aren't usable.

We need another way
to link it to Vanessa Carpentier.

She has no record.

No social-network profile either.

Alain Berre has contacts.
My phone never stops.

Berre...

Like Huggy Bear.
That's funny, isn't it?

Hilarious.

And Kevin d'Aubey
is like Captain Dobey.

Kader, Kader!

Yes, the boss
in Starsky and Hutch.

Cherif from Zebra 3,
are you receiving?

As I was saying,
Pierre left the party around 12.

He was found dead
half an hour later.

Right.

Try going door to door again
with Vanessa's photo.

That won't be necessary.

Look.

If what she's wearing is real,

we'll need to visit
all the jewellers in Lyon.

It's rare,
it won't take long to find.

Find the watch,
we find her address.

OK, there's number 18.

Home of Caroline Prudholme,
the name on the watch bill.

There are two entrances.

- I'll go round.
- OK.

Who are you?

Why did you hit him?
You won't answer?

OK. We'll wait for back-up.

- Kader, are you OK?
- Yes.

Let's go.

How are you feeling?

All right.

Sure you don't want
to get it looked at?

No.

Starsky and Hutch was dubbed.

No problem, man.

Pardon?

She's right.
You're a little pale, aren't you?

Are you sure you're OK?

Do you see what I see?

- The pool?
- No. There on the seat.

The white cushion?

You're a comedian.

It's a joke, right?
You're having a laugh with me.

Right?

I'll get some more ice.

We don't know who he is.
He refuses to talk.

We didn't find the girl,
but it wasn't a wasted trip.

250,000 euros in cash.

Unusual for a legal secretary.

- No!
- What now?

What? Haven't you seen
a 1976 Ford Gran Torino before?

What's wrong?
Have you scratched it?

It's a joke, right?

You're the double of Antonio Fargas.
Even I was fooled.

And now this!

Do I look like a double?

I get it.
It's for a TV programme.

There are hidden cameras...

Kader, you really need
to see someone.

Roxane.

Can you tell me
what we're looking at?

We don't have time for games.

Please, Roxane.

Just describe what you see.

The Cherifmobile,
the same as ever,

that smells of petrol
and makes a racket.

I'll drive.

No, no!

No.

Be careful.

Yes, Commissioner.
A false name, luxury clothes.

I think it's the home of an escort.

Roxane's right.

She's a lady of the night,

and I've seen plenty in 92 episodes.

Turquet probably found out
who she really was.

Turquet?

I knew a "Turkey" once.

Maybe they're related.

Zebra 3 from Cherif.

- Zebra 3 from Cherif.
- No.

The guy wouldn't talk.

We'll question him
when we get back.

See you then.

Escort girl!

Cue the g*nshots,
car chases and stunts.

This case will be huge!

- Kader!
- Look out!

Roxane, that blow on the head
was harder than I thought.

You want to pull over?

No, no! Definitely not.

What are you doing?

I need to see Dejax, now!

A cop who lives
right across from his office.

Man, that'd make a great series!

You're a fan
of Starsky and Hutch?

Is that you?
Who's your pal?

How old were you
when you first saw me on TV?

You were a kid.
One Saturday night in 1978.

June 10, if I'm not mistaken.

Nice!

Nice apartment, also.

Word up:
tickling's not my thing, Zorro.

That was your nickname
in the school yard, right?

- How do you know?
- You know what they say:

I'm touching,

I'm talking to...

Huggy Bear.

I don't feel well at all.

I need to sit down.
I took quite a blow to the head.

You're right, you're not well at all.

You haven't been
for several episodes.

Yes!

That was a hell of a blow I took.

You nearly sold your apartment.
You were going to resign.

A week ago, you nearly arrested
the wrong person,

and today you got knocked out
like a rookie.

And this obsession with Adeline:
you see her everywhere.

Pinch me, I'm dreaming.

Believe me, you need help.

And I'm here
to put you back on the rails.

You didn't even hear the door.

I think we have a visitor.

I came as soon as I could.

This looks serious. Are you OK?

Yeah! Great.

- Are you sure?
- Yeah, yeah, great.

We have your prints.

You're Caroline's father,

Charles Prudholme.

"Released from prison 3 weeks ago
after 15 years for robbery."

I haven't seen her
since the day I was sent down.

Not for want of trying.

How did you find her?

One of her bills
was sent to me by mistake.

A furniture delivery.
Her address was on it.

I went there and she told me...

to get lost.

So out of respect to her,

you broke into her house.

I suspected something else,
so I followed her.

I soon realised
what she was doing.

So I tried to find a way

to convince her to change her life.

I wanted to talk to her.

And then we turned up.

I could tell
you were cops right away.

I'm on probation.

Tell your colleague I'm sorry
about the blow on the head.

Pierre Turquet.

Ring any bells?

I'm guessing...

you don't care about the break-in.

Your daughter
may be in a lot of trouble.

You want to help her.

Help her,

not betray her.

12 over 8.
A young girl's blood pressure.

Let's hope there's no concussion.

Yeah, right.

Everyone forgets what happened.

The advantage of being a TV cop

is that no-one remembers
what you did in the previous episode.

Keep still.

But in your case,

it's different.

That's quite a bump you've got!
Keep still.

"Thanks, Cherif."

Don't touch that!

- Did I hurt you?
- No, it's just...

A couple of painkillers
and you'll be fine.

I totally beg to differ.

Say, Philippe,
have you got anything for...

hallucinations?

Such as?

You won't get better like that.

I'll help you solve the case,

then we'll take care
of your real problem.

I...

I can see Huggy.

Huggy Bear.

You can see Huggy Bear?

Is he nice?

He's cool.

It's from all the cop shows.

- You think?
- Yes.

Drop it, or they'll put you
in an asylum, man!

In Starsky and Hutch,
there was an episode where...

There.

- What?
- Over my shoulder.

There.

Just there.

- What?
- Over my shoulder.

I can't see anything.

He's right there.

Oh, my God!

It's like I've been telling you.

You can see him now.

- Damn!
- Amazing, isn't it?

Kader.

You're on dr*gs, right?
You're on dr*gs!

You ate some magic mushrooms.

I did that once at medical school.

I thought I was
in Charlie's Angels,

wearing only a G-string
and sitting on a toll barrier.

Can you imagine?

That's crazy!

So...

I'm fine, Philippe.
You know me, always kidding.

- Really?
- I can't see Huggy, obviously.

You idiot.
I was kidding, too.

I'm always fooling around.

But don't tell anyone else.

Of course not.

Cool.

Don't worry, you're fine.

- Say hi to Huggy.
- OK.

We checked on Caroline's father.

He was in a bar with friends
at the time of the m*rder.

The girl is our number-1 suspect.

Obviously!
It's always the girl that did it.

Well, often... sometimes.

Yes?

She must be renting a room
or a flat.

We've put a surveillance car
outside her house.

She pays a subscription
for her escort website.

You want to set a trap?

So, he's your Captain Dobey.

He seems cool.

Kader?

- Kader?
- Yes, that's the idea.

Not a good idea.

You'll fall for the escort,
then she'll get k*lled.

It happened all the time
to Starsky and Hutch.

Sorry.
What were we talking about?

Setting a trap.

Yes, yes.

She must be on her guard.

A couple.

Yes, that's it.

We'll engage Caroline's services

for a couple.

I like the couple idea.

- Yeah.
- OK by me.

But not with him.

- Pardon?
- What?

Since your blow on the head,
you're acting too weird.

I am? Weird in what way?

I told you to stop looking at me.

Do you have anyone in mind,
Captain Le Goff?

Wow, they have...

I prefer small ones to...

State what services you require.

I don't know.
What shall I put?

Just say:

"Doctor, sensitive soul,

"seeks partner
for three-way loving."

Yes, that's good.

It'll work.

Clara Sheller,
season 1, episode 6.

Nonsense.

Just say you have a bad-ass ride
with a super-smooth back seat.

Huggy style in every episode.

I could say I like playing Cluedo.

Cluedo?

It doesn't concern you.
It's our thing.

OK, I'll take care of it.

"Couple seeks escort
for extended session.

"We'll pay double."
Now you're talking!

Don't laugh.

She's a pro, guys.
Save your cheap romance.

I've got a reply.

"I'm available.

"One condition:
we meet in a safe place."

No problem.

We can meet her right opposite.

Opposite?

Can I have a microphone?

That'd be good.

I said no.

- No?
- Well, yes.

Like last year.

Say, my friend, remember
you have two problems to solve.

No.

I've only got one problem:
finding Pierre Turquet's k*ller.

You're right. I have another problem:
getting rid of you.

That's my desk,

and that's mine, don't touch.

Hello, studio,
are you receiving me?

- sh*t. I can't hear a thing.
- Kader, can you hear us?

I know my job.

Philippe, remember the codeword?

- It's toll barrier.
- Very funny.

I'm on fire, man.

What's that about?

I used to work for Customs.

I had a fight with some thugs...

I held my own.

Your date has arrived.

Hello. Nice to meet you.

And you.

Professor Francis Einstein.

Adeline?

You sure ain't getting any better.

But everything's cool, right?

You have no problem to solve.

With all due respect
to my childhood hero,

what do you want?

I won't give up on you.

I've never met anyone here before.

We like it because it's in the open.

- Fresh air and all that.
- Right.

OK.

So, what's the plan?

A threesome, or just watching?

No, no, no. We like surprises.

- Yes, that's good.
- Not bad.

With body searches.

- Yes, yes.
- That's good.

- And cells.
- A cell? I see...

You've not been a good boy,
have you?

Yes, I have.

- No, you haven't.
- I haven't? I don't know...

- You've been very naughty.
- Yes, very.

Why are you doing this
in the open?

Don't worry,
it doesn't bother us.

No, we're cool.

Very relaxed.

And you, are you nice?
Very nice?

No, I'm more the nasty type.

Naughty. That's good.

Just as well.

We're going to play a game.

- We have rooms nearby.
- What? Is this a joke?

You're under arrest
for the m*rder of Pierre Turquet.

Toll barrier!
I said, toll barrier!

You'd been together a month, right?

We were never together.

He paid me to be his girlfriend.

He was lonely
and under pressure.

- From whom?
- His mother and his colleagues.

He wanted to be like everyone else.

It started going bad
when he posted the photos.

It did?

The deal was,
he'd never show my face.

Only they all wanted to meet me,

and I ended up agreeing.

Sometimes
people agree to anything,

even resigning.
- Stop it.

So, did you meet his mother?

Ah, mothers!
And what about Mummy Cherif?

- Enough. OK?
- Be cool, man.

I'm not cool.
I'm not cool!

Want to take a break?

No, I'm fine.

My head hurts
like you can't imagine.

You were saying,
about his mother.

Yes. I met his mother
and his colleagues.

I've had some odd clients,
but that was a first.

So is he.

So playing his girlfriend
two or three times wasn't enough?

No. He wanted me there
all the time.

We had to find a solution,

hence the break-up.

If I appeared mad enough,
everyone would understand.

And it worked.

It did?

Breaking up is easy

when it's not for real.
- Leave me alone.

Leave me alone!

Right.

Your colleague's off his rocker.

What did you do then?

I left.
I had a date with a DJ.

We spent the day and night
together.

I have his phone number.

Pierre was being humiliated.

By anyone in particular?

Yes, there was one.

Pierre mentioned him often.

He even put him down
in front of me.

I had to pour wine on his shirt
to get him off me.

Pierre found that funny.

Only the guy told him
he'd pay for it.

Kevin d'Aubey.

- He broke up the fight between you.
- Yes, that's him.

- We can't go on like this.
- I know.

I don't know what's wrong.

You need a scan,
you're out of control.

I'll sort it out. Don't worry.

We've got a suspect to question.

Shall I brief you on the way,
or will you talk to yourself?

On the way.

Berre is putting us under pressure.

We have to work 24/7.

Only the strongest survive.

So you need a punch-bag,

like when you were thrown out
of medical school for ragging?

Or like with Pierre Turquet.

Turquet was a jerk.

He needed shaking up,

but I didn't k*ll him.

You sent this photo
to all the agencies.

Very funny.

What are you getting at?

Did I fancy his girlfriend?
Yes.

Did I want to sleep with her?
Yes.

But I didn't want him dead.

Check out the girl,
there's nothing on her.

I looked through his things
to find information.

I found a USB stick,
but it was encrypted.

There must be something secret
on the USB stick.

Do you have the USB stick?

We're working on it.

I'm fine.

You don't need to worry.

I see you, you know.

It's in your eyes.

You see Adeline everywhere.

What you're going through
is very personal.

I understand.

I don't know if this helps,
but choosing is a way of giving up.

We both made our choice.

Hold on.

You can get cross if you like.

But I'm in your head.

I know everything you know,

even what you've forgotten.

Speak to the kid.

He needs you.

Sort out this fight thing...

and then we'll meet
by the railings.

OK.

- 10 minutes?
- 10 minutes.

You're sure you can cr*ck
the USB stick?

I did it for the Berthier case.

That's true.

- Will it lead us to the k*ller?
- I hope so.

- Can I ask you something?
- Yes.

- Why is Baudemont cross with me?
- He isn't.

I'm trying, but it's not working.

Does he have a grudge, or...

He pretends to be an idiot.

He is an idiot.

No, he's a good actor.

He struggles with change,
that's all.

Give him a little time.

Bye, Maxou. Night.

Ah, a visitor!

- Want one?
- No, thanks.

I came for an update.

And?

I've made progress
on the first file.

I'll send you an email
once I've cracked it.

The second file is harder,
it'll take longer.

So we're making progress.

Thanks, Gabriel.

See you tomorrow, Sergeant.

And be patient.

Pardon?

I mean...

You need to be patient.
For the results, be patient.

It happens.

Was the fight about your mum?

Was he disrespectful?

No.

Can I have my phone, please?

Here.

Thanks.

Where did you get that?

A kid at school saw it online
and recognised you.

I'm quite good.

It wasn't worth
getting into a fight.

They found the video.

If they know you're a cop,
they'll find out about my mother.

I have to earn their respect.

v*olence is not the answer.

Remember in Kung Fu,

Caine...

The guy who advocated
non-v*olence?

Yes.

He still hit quite a few people.

Yes, that's true.

Sometimes you have no choice.

Not necessarily.

You don't have to deal with this
on your own.

Those days are gone.
OK?

What about the video?

Baudemont, Roxane and my mother
don't know about it.

So that's fine.

OK.

Now I know who mustn't know,

we'll discuss it
next time there's trouble.

- Goodnight.
- Goodnight.

This is where it happens.

Where everything's
laid on the line?

Yes.

- There were some great times.
- Really?

You haven't slept for 2 months.

What can I say?

I miss her.

It's really hard.

No, my friend.

The truth is...

you'll get over Adeline.

You can do it.

Really?

You just have to connect
the right wires.

"Choosing means giving up."

- It's easy to say.
- You have to do it.

It doesn't mean you'll forget her.

I'll never forget her.
That's impossible.

She's a part of my life.

You're on the right track.

Now let's talk about...

what you've forgotten.

Zorro.

Huggy?

Hello.

Captain, I've almost cracked
the USB stick.

OK. Thanks.

- Morning.
- Hi.

You've been busy.

Where's the coffee
and croissants?

I've got a compote if you want it.

I've identified almost all the names
in the file on the USB stick.

They're unemployed, retired,
asylum seekers...

People in difficulty.

Not the usual Berre clientele.

- Not at all.
- I've hacked the other file.

It's plans for housing.
It's all here.

Pierre Turquet was thorough.
He filed everything,

even the documents
not in his accounts.

Recognise these addresses?

From a former life.

We think Pierre was k*lled
over these documents.

Yes.

They relate to cellars,
houses and apartments

not managed by your agency.

We used to be responsible,
but we're not any more.

At the time,
it belonged to Antoine Balutin,

convicted in 2007
for renting insanitary housing.

Antoine was my friend.

I looked after his property
for 20 years.

I refused to be a slum landlord.

Really?

We're not so sure about that.

We think the money collected
goes into your accounts.

How dare you say that?

Because Pierre Turquet
uncovered an accounting scheme

thanks to a company.

Manzoni Immo.

Manzoni?

That's the name
of my son's mother.

Where can we find him?

Right now.

David.

Patricia?
Why are you answering?

Where's my son?

He left the agency in a hurry.

Come on, go!

You see, it wasn't so hard.

Some of that housing
is near where Pierre was k*lled.

That's why he went there.

And he'll have gone back there.

Cop's instinct!

You're on fire!

Police, put that down.

Even if you burn it all,
we have the USB stick.

My lawyer said
that wouldn't count in court.

Stay back!

Cool. Stay cool, OK?

There are people in this building.

They're innocent.

No one is innocent.

Stay back!

It's not the same car.

Cherif, stay with me.

It's the one I had as a kid,
with the aerial.

Can't you see
he's going to set fire to it?

sh**t him.

- sh**t him.
- You sh**t him.

Go on.

Do it.

- That's your job.
- My job?

- It's not my job.
- You're the sheriff.

I'll burn it down!

Can't you see I'm talking?

The hero always sh**t
the bad guy.

You do it, then.

Come here, you.

Good work.
A proper old-fashioned arrest.

Great reflexes.

We need to discuss methodology.

Move it.

See that?

I know what you think.

I'm a corrupt estate agent,

an unscrupulous slum landlord.

Prepared to k*ll, too.

I had to watch
the family business fail

because the boss
wouldn't adapt to the competition.

So it's all your father's fault?

The world is changing.

You can't run the firm
like you did 20 years ago.

We were going bankrupt.

My father was scared
he'd lose everything.

So I made a decision.

It was going to be temporary.

Turquet discovered your scheme.

I arranged to meet him
at one of the buildings,

claiming I'd show him
everything was in order.

I wanted it to stop.

What's the matter, hero?

- Lost in your memories?
- Yes.

The little car.

I thought it was the one
in my office,

but it wasn't.

A memory of what I'd forgotten.

I remember now.

I was 8 years old.

I was in a shop with a friend,
looking at the toys,

but we had no money.

He wanted a Big Jim.

I saw the Starsky and Hutch car.

I really wanted it.

You didn't steal it.

No. I couldn't.

I was scared I'd be caught.

I couldn't do that to my mother.

But my friend took Big Jim,
and we got caught.

And then, the police.

I spent two hours in the station.

An officer realised
who my father was.

And he said:

"The apple never falls far
from the tree."

I didn't understand
what he meant.

But I knew it wasn't very nice.

He wanted to call my mother,
though I'd done nothing.

I started to cry.

The owner of the shop arrived.

He stood up for me.

He said I hadn't done anything.

I know.

They let me go

and didn't call my mother.

He said he was sorry,

and gave me the car.

From then on
you would fight against injustice,

hence the name Zorro.

Huggy, where are you going?

I'm going back. My job is done.

You needed to remember
how it all started.

You know what makes a hero?

Someone who gets up again
each time.

Thanks, Huggy.

Huggy!

The Torino.

Are you all right, Kader?

I am now.