01x04 - Episode 4

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Soft music



- Stop, he's going to see us!



Ouch!

He screams.

- You won't get me!

- Come back there!

- You won't get me!

- Stopped !

- Chez Fabre, at the market, the bib

has risen to 3 francs a pound.

When do you see them again,

your butcher buddies?

A real pleasure to chat with you!

Baby crying

- Police ! Come here !



- Ouch! Stopped !

- Dirty anarchist!

- Oh !

Fiersi s'exclame.

You never touch that!

Never !



A door opens and closes.

Calm music



Clock ticking







Knocking on the door



Sizzling



- Wingspan:

174.6.

Envelopes:

41.1. Head length:

18.6.

Head width: 14.1.

Right ear:

6.6.

Left foot: 25.

- To the millimeter, Bournazel.

The bertillonnage is precise.

- Left foot: 25.2.

- Professor

- For God Sake !

- The Jews finance anarchy!

Rothschild's bombers !

Buy L'Antijuif !

Street hubbub



Jews finance anarchy!

- My wife was at a charity gala

yesterday.

She didn't come home.

- Should we have her searched for?

- You want to take care of it?

Be discreet, please.

The phone is ringing.



Prefect Lépine's office.

What can I do for you ?

Professor Bertillon!

It's urgent.

- I listen.

- How to tell you ?

Sir

Imagine

We had a little astonishment.

The pulse is stable, so is

breathing.

Would still have to

bring in a doctor.

Above all, she needs rest.

- I went to this painter,

Adolphe Steinheil,

to commission you a new portrait.

He was'nt here.

I sympathized with his wife.

- You pricked yourself.

- With which product?

- Heroin.

I closed my eyes and

I woke up in hell.

I don't remember anything else.

A door opens.

A bell rings.

- Did you order the portrait?

- I said I'd tell you about it.

I have no more. Neither syringe nor product.

I misplaced my things.

Soft music

- I can count on you

not to do anything stupid

or dangerous?

We will talk again.

Tonight.



The door closes.



- Heroin is a safe product.

Excellent pain reliever.

No case of amnesia, to my knowledge.

Anyway…

Nothing is poison, everything is quantity,

as with opium and alcohol.

It's excess

A door opens.

which is a little bit harmful.

- A patrol officer

spotted her on rue Saint-Denis.

She refused to disclose her identity.

Solicitation offense.

She stayed 4 hours at the depot.

We didn't recognize her.

- I answer for my assistants.

They won't tell anyone.

Never.

Laughs

- I swear !

I saw the real Mrs. Lépine!

Half naked!



Not, corn une foldingue!

At the gnouf

with bells and turbines!



Can you imagine the old man's face?



- His jigs were 5 francs.

5 francs is not cheap,

but for the prefect's wife!

- Hey ! I would have given it to him afterwards!



- After what ?

- No cliché

I have known you to be more efficient, my boy.

Creaking door

Disturbing music

Mr. Prefect,

what is there for your service?

- I gave you an order yesterday.

Cochefert is waiting for you.



The door closes.

I was going to come see you.

All Paris has been tearing up L'Antijuif

for 2 hours.

I have been informed of troubles at La Villette.

Degradation, aggression.

We're going after the Jews.

- Send reinforcements

at the 19th district police station.

About a hundred agents.

Deterrent presence,

but no violence.

For damage,

they do not intervene.

- A showcase is replaced.

Lépine nods.

Sir

Forgive me,

but how is your wife?

- You'll find out by reading the papers.

The door closes.

Melancholy music



- I cleaned the workshop, madam.

Are you indisposed?

- There is money on the dresser.

Take it. Go to the post office.

Telegram for Melun.

My mother's address is written.

It's for my husband.

- What message, ma'am?

- Three words :

"Don't come home."

- I've seen murderers looking

better than you.

- I sleep badly.

- We wonder why.

Good.

Émile Terrail, detailed report.

- He didn't k*ll the Swallow.

He didn't k*ll himself.

We set him up.

My idea is the chimney sweep.

It's yours ?

The door opens.

She had to see a rupine to

blackmail it. Mimile was protecting her.

She knew the place.

She had a key.

I think he recognized the rupine

and was afraid.

Beefy, Mimile,

but not reckless.

He let her down.

He didn't go.

When I questioned him, he was afraid.

He gave me the key.

I had to pay it

to get the address. So ?

How am I doing?

- Not too bad.

We are not

at the difficult questions.

Late !

- I was at the post office.

A letter for Mrs. Berger

left this morning.

What is he doing there?

- Inspector Fiersi

is attached to the investigation.

That's the lesser of it.

He knew the victims.

- I have a good heart. I like to be of service.

- You sound like Puybaraud.

- You can talk to me,

I visited your room.

- Enough!

Two victims.

Two assassins.

An amateur, the rupine. A professional,

the chimney sweep.

Hypothesis:

the first has engaged the second.

The chimney sweep interests me.

Jouin leaves.

Have you visited his room?

- Gustave Pertaud,

cross representative at Joséphine.

He took over Josephine's room.

I was questioning the Dornets, he was there.

He could hear.

- Representative in what?

- Medical material.

Intriguing music



Squeaks and moans



Wait, I'm putting on the ribbon.

- You don't mind!

- Police !

You close your valve!

Fearful moans

Cover yourself, ma'am.

- What are you doing, Mrs Dornet?

- I'm paying my rent.

- Eugenie?

Eugenie, what's going on?

- Madame's husband.

- I see.

Little cry

- We are looking for Gustave Pertaud.

- The representative ? He left.

The day after your visit.

He left no address.

- We saw it.

We could paint the picture.

Fiersi acquiesce.

- The Fiersi Initiative

and the Countess of Vaudois

was a criminal.

They will be punished.

Alas,

our justice cannot pass

through the courts.

- Madame Lépine wouldn't survive it.

- Good !

Your report, ma'am.

He hardly blames you.

You redeem yourself

by denouncing your accomplices.

Signature.

- Why this report?

- Personal archives.

- Funeral ?

You don't need me to sign.

- The y aura a rapport.

Yours is more complete

than that of the countess.

His is

malicious.

Signature.

Let's talk about our anti-Semites, rue Chabrol.

You will give them momentum.

For you, madam.

Read. Learn.

- I'm quitting.

I quit!

You introduced me to the Guérins.

Me, an amateur.

I teach you nothing, you know everything.

I don't spy on them, I help them.

- You earn their trust.

- The information I give

has consequences.

Deputy Berry, committed suicide.

And Rothschild's lawyer,

what happened to him ?

- You don't give anything, madame.

You sell.

- What purpose ? Do

you blame them or do you support them?

- What does it change ?

You get paid.

- How ?

I want to know it, otherwise I'll stop.

She exclaims.

Calm music

- Patience, Mrs. Steinheil,

is the virtue of survivors.

- Looks like I've run out of yours.

She moans.

She is blowing.





- Tell the gentleman

and the little one to come home.

They are no more safe

with your mother than they are here.



Read.

And learn.

- Eyes closer together.

Undereye bags.

The eyebrows less provided.

The nose…

longer.

Aquilin.

- You don't even know what it is,

Aquiline.

- Be polite to your wife.

A door creaks.

- Bertillon !

Bertillonne me.

You bertillonné my wife,

it's my turn.

Pardon.

- You're welcome.

- Is there an inspector Jouin here?

- It's me.

- The Weidmann cabinets.

- You heard the prefect.

Gentlemen, let's proceed!

On bertillonne!

Dynamic music



It is I who will bertillon you.

- That's too much honor.

- Jeanne, is that you?

It's me, Antoine.

I think of you, we have to meet again.

- Inspector.

Here master Weidmann. Your feelings

are not the reason for my call.

Miss Chauvin told you

about a check.

Now I know why.

I ask you

not to tell anyone.

This story is serious enough

without the police confirming it.

It should not be

let this case end in a pogrom.

Panicked cries

Can we count on you?

- I want to talk to Jeanne.

- Answer.

- I want to talk to him.

- Tell him to meet me here.



- She'll be at my office

at the end of the day.

Glass breakage

Screams

Glass breakage

Screams



They are going to leave.

They will get bored and they will leave.

Glass breakage

- Comrades will come.

- No !

You will be leaving discreetly.

Sébastien and his men

will escort you.

- And you ?

- I have nothing to fear.

A policeman will come.

- JEWISH! ANARCHY!

JUIVERIE! ANARCHY!

JUIVERIE! ANARCHY!

JUIVERIE! ANARCHY!

- Right ear:

7.9.

Scary music



Skull width:

15.5.



- Just a word, sir.

- Left ear…

- Have you read L'Antijuif ?

- 7.7!

- Like everyone.

- The Guérins got the information

in a criminal way.

An anti-Semitic as*ault

that I witnessed.

- Jaw:

10, stacks.

- This is the result of the spoken portrait.

That's the chimney sweep.

- And Jouin?

- He was talking to the prefect.

They dated.

He wanted to go to court

to consult Josephine's trial.

- You have the evening.

Sleep well.

Hubbub

- My boy.

Couldn't the neighbor who pissed off his wife be him?

A story of horniness between neighbors.

- I dunno.

It really doesn't stick with the rest.

- You owe me.

For your failure with Mme Lépine.

And for many other things.

You are smart.

You have a good memory.

You know what you owe me.

- Yes.

I know.

- I'll be honest with you.

The prefect wants our skin.

We play our careers,

and maybe more, right now.

Soft music

You trust me ?

- You know it does.

- The neighbor !

Shake it well!

You will see that it is him.



Squeaks



Squeaks and barks



Barking



- Any news from La Villette?

- The situation seems under control.

Thirty arrests.

- Let me guess.

Ten vandals

and twenty Jews?

- Order is restored.

Lépine nods.

- Summon a certain Weidmann,

lawyer, rue de Flandres,

for tomorrow morning, ten o'clock.

- Good.

- That's it.

Hector gets up.

Lépine blows.

- The police don't like Jews.

Good evening, sir.

- Did you see what is written at the entrance?

- It's written all over the neighborhood.

We'll erase it.

What I told you yesterday, did you talk about it?

- I would have liked to come earlier.

I went to court.

I found the minutes

of Josephine's trial.

She was convicted

of stealing handkerchiefs.

She gave birth in prison,

where she stayed for 2 years.

According to Joséphine,

his employer was the father of his son.

Gabriel Sabran de Pontevès.

- Do you know who the Sabran are?

He takes a deep breath.

- Less well than you, it seems.

Calm music



- Three years ago, Alfred Dreyfus was

serving his sentence on Devil's Island.

France is in shock.

A German spy

in our beautiful army!

A Jew, of course!

Drumont released his pamphlet

"Jewish France!".

The public is asking for more.

Explode the rotten meats affair.

Two Jews are accused

of selling sick animals to the army.

Bellowing

In the role of investigators,

two crooks come out of nowhere:

the Guérin brothers.

Behind them,

Drumont raises the matter.

"Death to the Jews, those dirty traitors!

"They are poisoning our soldiers."

The traders

are defended by Weidmann. Acquitted.

But the army is changing

of suppliers.

Conclusion: Jews are guilty,

but protected.

Nobody asks the angry question.

Who will feed the French army?

Count Sabran seizes the market.

He was rich, he is extremely rich.

The Guérins take advantage of this.

Our two crooks create L'Antijuif,

found their League,

recruited among the butchers,

spend lavishly.

Jules becomes a star.

Louis remains in the shadows.

Cry of joy

His favorite weapon is vitriol.

The count's son,

Gabriel Sabran de Pontevès, is a colonel.

Information service.

These people

live on hate.

It fattens them.

Their appetite is endless.

- Triple draw, sold out!

To laugh

The big dailies are taking us back.

Le Matin, Le Figaro , everyone!

The Antijuif dictates the opinion!

Cheers

Yes, my friends!

We are

the leading newspaper in France.



Playful music



Everyone sings.



- The public is ready, the omens

are good, the union is near.

The power is at your fingertips.

- Leave them where they are, your hands.

- We will soon be able to purge France

of its real enemies.

Enemies from within.

- Let me guess. Who are they ?

- The reptiles.

Cosmopolitan spies,

most of which

are in the service of Germany.

- Dreyfus, again?

- The most famous.

The tree that hides the forest.

- My father fought in 1970.

We were not beaten,

but betrayed.

In 70, if a soldier was looking for

his regiment, he would ask for directions

to the Germans.

Laughs

- Who informed them?

The Jews ! Of course !

Highly paid!

These people

cannot be patriots.

Their religion forbids them.

The French brother, the German sister,

the Italian cousin.

At all times

and in all countries,

a Jew remains a Jew.

Health, gentlemen!

- Does he tire you?

- He doesn't mind me.

I was tired when I arrived.

- Everyone makes sacrifices

to serve their country.

Hanging out with Drumont is one of them.

Put on your armor, ma'am.

You are going to be taken by storm.

- Soon, my dear,

you will go to the pan.

- Warning ! Mom is watching!

She laughs.



- It was cruel.

- Poor little !

- Well done, Guérin.

Don't change anything, you are irresistible.

- Very good.

Let's talk business.

What do you have to sell this time?

- About ten deputies: 5 moderates,

2 Catholics, 3 Bonapartists.

- Depraved?

- Corrupted.

- I love you.

- It's your money that I love.

- Ten deputies, is it expensive?

- The market is on the rise. Why ?

Can't afford it?

Food costs?

- Let's introduce her to my father.

You will please him very much.

- Or not at all.

- Tell Count Sabran

that we do business when he wants.

Unlike you,

her son is a gallant man.

Intriguing music



Clock ticking

He blows.



Jerky breathing

Little moan



He is short of breath.

- I beg your pardon.

Sad music



You are my wife, Marie. I love you.

I am nothing without you.

I'm afraid of losing you.



At the question :

"

Did your wife spend the night in a cell?",

The answer is yes.

"My request."

Was it the subject

of an anthropometric sheet?

There she is.

Cries of amazement

And here is mine!

Whispers

Each agent of the prefecture

will soon have his own. Mrs.

Hubbub

- I will never forget

what I experienced yesterday.

There are still places

where we live in the Middle Ages.

- Goods.

Gentlemen,

it is high time

to reform the police.

Strong in the face of crime and anarchy,

she must remain human

with innocent citizens.

- Did you know her, Josephine?

- Barely.

- Come on! A girl alone with a kid

on your landing,

don't tell me that doesn't make you curious.

Did you sleep with?

- No.

- You slept with it.

- Not !

- So much the better, it was heavy.

Syphilis.

Fiersi bursts out laughing.



My Jeannot!



Jeannot, Jeannot!

You just made a face of guilty.

- It's not true.

I did not do anything.

Intriguing music

- I'll prove to you that it is.



- Gentlemen,

for science!

In a large vag*na

600,000 lice were fighting

To an equal number

Crabs

Who defended the entrance of the c**t!

- Out morpionibus

AND SECATIS ROUPETTIBUS

They are humming.



- Come on !



Come on, kids!



- Ouch!

- Goods.

Phtirius pubis.

Recognizable pseudo-pliers.

Ah! And here, lice head.

Two vermin found

on the victim's pubis

and on the pubis

of sir.

- Maître Albert Weidmann

and an employee of his office.

- You are the lawyer

des Rothschild?

- Yes sir.

- Very good.

We are therefore allies.

I'm trying to prevent a pogrom.

You will help me!

The check does not exist.

No one came to your office

to steal it.

- Go tell the Guérins!

- I go.

I'll have to threaten, negotiate.

If I have to say "please"

I will.

The day the leagues take to the streets,

my policemen will not stop them.

- They might even help them.

Is not it ?

- Who is it ?

- Jeanne Chauvin.

- My assistant.

- I am a lawyer.

Tell the Guérins that we are filing a complaint.

Say that Jouin will testify.

The matter is public.

We have nothing more to lose.

- Are you making a complaint?

- Not !

- The Guérins don't know.

- You fired

on one of the attackers?

- Yes sir.

- Which ?

The one using the vitriol

or the other?

Street

hubbub Intriguing music





- Lepine?

- It will be Monsieur le Préfet, for you.

- You have no rights here!

This place is a political association

and the seat of a press organ!

Do not abuse your power,

Mr. Prefect.

Otherwise, I'll claim justice

in front of the Assembly.

Lépine knocks on the door.

- Here then !

The Prefect himself!

Out of his fortress!

In what honor ?

- In your opinion ?

He plays the errand boy.

For Rothschild.

It will be for his trouble.

- Dear Mrs. Guérin,

you are just an old baked cow.

- Don't answer.

He insults me to provoke you.

He's desperate.

- Tough!

Inedible!

I want this check.

Madame Guérin bursts out laughing.

The Guérins laugh.



Mrs. Guérin exclaims.

- He's having a whim.

Definitely, the Prefect

does not know how to behave.

- He has problems

at home.

Madame goes to bed, the prefect gets angry.

She laughs out loud.



- You want w*r?

You are going to have it.

First victim: the little cadet!

Louis screams in pain.

- Jules, don't move!

- g*nsh*t wound?

Warning ! Watch out for infection!

Moans



Robbery with violence,

attempted m*rder. Two victims,

a witness police officer.

Weapon used: vitriol.

One attacker was shot and wounded.

I continue ?

- He lies !

The kites

will not dare to file a complaint.

- Why ? The matter is public.

Sizzling



You will have to choose.

Either I leave with the check,

or I leave with this one.

Louis moaned.



What are you waiting for ?

That I walk on your brother?

Shout

- Women-him!

Jules exclaims, exasperated.

Calm music



- Thank you, my good man.



Tomorrow you will publish a denial.

- Next time, Lépine,

come armed!

- And… Ah!

Well !

Laughter of children

And There you go ! Well done, Guignol!

Oh !



- He forgot to be stupid, Puybaraud.

He's using you to help the leagues.

- Never mind the secret,

I'm a credible source.

The mistress of a dead president.

- You're a fuse.

- Pardon ?

- You don't have electricity

at home?

- Not yet. It's expensive.

- It's a wire that melts

when the current is too strong.

The fuse blows

to prevent the house from burning.

- You are not like the others.

All selfish, they want to enjoy.

You are sad.

- You are good, for an amateur.

This is what will lose you.

You sense that the outcome will be fatal,

yet you stay.

Why ?

For money ? I do not believe.

I believe you're lying to yourself

pretending to be venal.

You have revenge to take.

On which ?

Scary music

Men ?

At least, a certain type of man.

Those who exploit you.

Those who take you.

- They enter me and they spit.

Should I say thank you?



- You like danger.

You are still looking for your knight.

- Attention !

The last time I made love

to a man, he died.



- Gabriel Sabran de Pontevès.

We have nothing concrete against him.

- Former lover of the victim.

- The accusations of a dead woman

They were rejected by a court.

- I'm doing what you taught me.

- Please proceed.

- Handwritten dedication.

Graphology possible.

- Ah, graphology! Good idea !

Bertillon had Dreyfus condemned

with that.

Mr. Bertillon leaves Tuesday for Rennes

to express his repentance.

- Scene of the crime ?

The Sabran have property.

Houses, apartments.

Their son may have a bachelor apartment.

And us, the key.

- Good luck finding it.

- Radius of one km around the Pont Neuf.

Archives, conservation service.

It will be long,

but it is doable.

- What else ?

- Shirt.

Either he had something to change,

or

it wasn't the one he was wearing.

I've seen these shirts before.

In the Army.

It's a uniform shirt.

- Petit with!

I'll find it, your laundry.

You will be entitled to the archives.

- Well sir.

Suspense music

If I find an address, the key…

- In my office, left drawer.



- Weidmann spoke to the prefect?

- I trusted you.

Laughs





- You want a list of the goods

registered under the name of Sabran?

- Within a certain perimeter.

It will be long.

- Not at all.

The town hall

is not the prefecture.

Sabran, Sabran

Sabran. It's crazy

how much these people have.

Rue Custine. Import-export.

Warehouses.

Not…

Boulevard Saint-Germain. A brewery.

Don't Ah!

An apartment building,

31 rue de Nevers.

Intriguing music



- Therefore…

Madame is out, she's playing.

The children are sleeping.

You will see the neighbor.

A girl alone, right next door,

you can try.

Miracle! She lets herself go.

She's in trouble, you're not.

Madame reports. You have enough to pay.

Come on, don't tell me otherwise.

Crabs are science.

It's over, you're stuck.

You stuff it well, Joséphine

And after?

Don't you want to pay?

Do you want to put it in the turbine?

You are ambitious.

You see it from here, your little stable.

But she gets angry. The b*tch!

She resists. She insults you.

How is your wife going to take it?

- Not !

I skipped it, it's true.

That's all.

It was a straw mattress.

She wanted more.

- She wanted more?

I saw your machine!

It's a child's toy.

- It's not true.

- She laughed?

- No.

- She said she didn't feel it,

you hit her.

Go!

We would all have done the same.

It’s an accident.

- Not !

- Stand up.

Assisi.

Hands on the table.

Let's talk about Mimile.

You knew him.

He came to the garni, he told me.

Your wife threw it around.

- It's wrong.

Everything is false. I didn't know him.

- 1 hour ago,

you didn't know Joséphine.

Jouin questions you.

You're scared, but you have an idea.

A butcher who cuts his b*tch,

it makes sense.

Howl

Mimile goes there!

- This is nonsense!

- You had time to do it.

- It's not true.

I know my right!

- We'll see what the prosecution says.

I already see the guillotine

above your head.



Mobile and opportunity!

You slept with it! You were there!

You had time to k*ll her

and hide her.

Hands on the table!

Moans

- It's not me. It's not true.

Howl

Tears

- Where did you hide it, tell me?

The owner knew nothing.

How did you do it?

Did you stash it in your house?

Mrs. Dornet helped you?

- Not ! Not ! Not.

- Listen to me carefully, Jeannot.

You are going to fall.

As sure as I'm a police officer,

we're gonna cut you in half.

If you continue,

your wife will go there, as an accomplice.

- We didn 't do anything !

We are poor people.

We have kids.

One does what one can.

I beg you.

- Are you begging me?

(- Yeah.)

Jeannot blows.

Pity!

- Your kids, do you love them?

- Yeah.

- And your wife, do you love her?

- Yeah.

- So save them.

Confess!

- No !

Howls



Moans



- Look at her !

Tears

Remember

she had her life ahead of her.

Remember she was alone.

She was trying to get out of it!

Remember you f*cked her

and abused her.

Reminds you

that she deserved to live!

Request forgiveness !

- Sorry.

- Stronger !

- Pardon !

- You k*lled her, say it!

- Yes !

Yes !

Yes, I k*lled her!

I k*lled her!



Fiersi is out of breath.

He is crying.



Dramatic music

"And the m*rder*r,

seized by the horror of his crime, confessed."



Good boy.

Panting breathing



He takes a deep breath.



Moan of pleasure



Disturbing music