TELL NO ONE
You guys free next weekend?
I told you we'd wake her.
Let me hold her!
You want a cuddle with Alex?
Give her the pacifier.
Non-peacefully, even?
The country, what a drag...
I think he's ready!
After 9 years of med school, a kid's the last thing he needs!
Why not?
They annoying you?
You feed her exhaust fumes all day long!
No worries, I know what she likes.
Wrap the blanket round her.
Lake Charmaine
Francois! Francois!
Daddy! Daddy!
Let's go.
Stop that!
Looks good.
- Did you call your sister back? - No.
Why are you being like this with her?
Like what?
I don't know.
Last night, you totally ignored her.
- Because she won't sell the farm? - It's crazy!
It costs us a fortune. She doesn't even want to live there.
You think your dad would've wanted to sell?
That's irrelevant. She's a rider not a manager.
Who'll run the stables? I don't have time.
- Don't get mad. - I'm not.
You always take her side.
You're right. I'll butt out.
Margot, it's not that. Look, I'm sorry.
I'll let the dog out.
I'm sorry!
Margot?
Alex!
Eight years later
Okay...
I think I've seen enough to contradict your family doctor.
We'll take her off cortisone. It won't cure her eczema.
What will help her...
is if you let your child enjoy her life.
Get off me!
You know what I would suggest when she doesn't have school?
Cartoons in bed,
fries for lunch. Friends to visit
all afternoon, and Barbie, chocolate and the whole shebang!
Call him, I said!
And lots of TV, of course. Excuse me.
Let go of me!
Let go of me or I'll pop you!
- Call him! - Calm down...
Get lost! Who the hell are you?
Get lost, I said!
- Calm down. - He hit me!
Bruno, what's wrong?
He fell off the couch!
I told them to call you!
I called ER first!
- He's your patient? - For 3 years. Hemophiliac.
Bruno, give them your son.
- No, why isn't it you? - It's not my unit.
Fuck that! I want you.
Nobody touches my boy!
Okay, Bruno.
Your son probably has internal bleeding.
Give him to me. I'll take him in if you want.
Stand back!
What you staring at?
Two bodies unearthed in Rambouillet forest
Shit, that's good!
Julie, show Mr. Rossignon to table 9.
- I love lunch with you. - Sorry.
Summer's usually quiet but we're overrun by tourists.
I'll have the sole and turn the air-con up, it's sweltering.
You got plans tomorrow?
I promised Margot's mom I'd stop by.
Alex, don't you think it's...
It's been 8 years!
I'm not saying turn the page,
but I don't see why you always celebrate this morbid anniversary.
Celebrate?
Whatever...
You've nothing to say to them. You see them once a year
to commemorate her death.
I'm sorry...
It's just I thought we'd spend the evening together.
I'll come by after.
If you shut me out, you'll shut everyone out.
Talk to me, okay?
How you doing?
Going nuts, sitting doing nothing.
I can imagine.
Unfortunately, it's the only option.
They'll call you when the operation's over.
Now, you're here, I'll take a walk.
Call me if there's news.
Sure.
Thanks.
What? Take it back.
You'd prefer a DVD player?
Plasma TV? A sweet plasma?
I don't want anything. Take it back.
I'll call you.
Click on the link. Anniversary. 6:15 pm.
Doctor! Mrs. Offenstein...
Click on the link. Anniversary. 6:15 pm.
Server not found
A problem?
Not at all. Show her in.
Rambouillet police called. Sergeant Lavelle.
He said it was urgent.
What are you staring at?
I love watching you ride.
- Come more often then. - Yeah, I should.
I'll be right there.
Excuse me.
Can you tell me when you went
to Lake Charmaine last?
I was down there last year.
Doctor?
8 years ago.
Like I told your brother on the phone,
workmen laying pipes dug up 2 bodies near the lake.
She heard it on the radio.
Yes, the press caught us with our guard down.
- You've identified them? - No, we're running tests.
All we have is 2 Caucasian males
shot dead over 5 years ago.
You said the bodies weren't on our land. So why speak to us?
I'm getting to that. We may have to excavate farther,
so I'd need permission to...
You have it.
- Anne? - Of course.
- You need a signature? - Yes.
Both your signatures.
Sorry to drag this back up. I know your wife's killer was tried...
Cut the crap!
You thought I killed her!
You were her husband. Family members are often...
If not for that, you might have found her alive!
My colleagues had to examine every possibility.
Thank you.
I'll need one last thing.
What?
A blood sample for a DNA test.
When your wife was abducted, you said they hit you...
Yes.
Well, we found a baseball bat with the bodies,
with traces of blood on it.
B positive. Just like you.
You are type B positive?
Of course, they could be victims of Frank Serton,
except serial killers rarely change their M.O.
Neither body shows signs of torture.
They'd been buried. There were no animal corpses.
And Serton's victims were all women.
So?
So, it's all a bit fuzzy, Doctor.
Let's talk again when it's not.
That's precisely why I need your cooperation.
I'll give the sample, but I told you all I knew back then.
Yes, I read your statement. Your wife screams...
You get hit, fall in the water. Wake up in the hospital.
And the rest is still a blank.
We bought that version.
But if it is your blood, the discovery of these 2 bodies
means we'll reopen the investigation.
I'll get it.
We'll try to get some answers to all those questions,
like why were you found unconscious on the dock?
Who made the anonymous 911 call? And above all...
How did you get out of the water when unconscious?
Ms. Vigne is a nurse. She'll take your blood sample.
I thought you'd prefer...
to do it right here.
Céline, I'm not taking calls.
Yes, Doctor.
Tomorrow, same time + 2 hrs. Message for you.
User name: Concert. Password: Olympia.
TELL NO ONE. THEY'RE WATCHING.
Are you seeing anyone?
I'm sorry, Alex.
You don't have to tell me, it's none of my business.
There's no one.
I mean, nothing serious.
Alexandre...
We all miss her so much.
But you have a life to live.
Don't feel guilty about seeing other people.
I don't. I mean, it's not that.
I'll check the lamb.
How are you?
Good. And you?
Retirement!
I wake up every morning and make like...
Drink?
Jacques?
I have an important question for you.
I want to know...
Margot... What did she look like when you found her?
What?
I keep thinking about it. Maybe it's the anniversary...
I need to know.
I never asked you for details.
Was she beaten?
Why are you doing this?
I really need to know.
There were bruises, yes.
Where?
On her face?
Yes.
- Her body, too? - I didn't see her body.
I was there as her dad not a cop, to ID her.
Did you identify her easily?
Easily?
You said her face was bruised.
Screw you and your questions!
If you could please identify the body?
Her left eye was swollen.
Her nose was flattened and broken.
Her face was slashed, probably with a box cutter.
Her jaw was dislocated, tendons ripped out...
I'd like you to leave.
Already?
- They kick you out? - Yeah.
European Championships 1996
To conclude this tribute, I'd like you to applaud
the President of the Children's Trust
organizer of tonight's show in memory of his son,
he's going to lead the riders out.
Please give a warm welcome to state senator...
Gilbert Neuville!
Four short strides. It's tight.
So at 8:15 tomorrow, you get another message, right?
Right.
Where's that?
Don't know. Not in France, it's still light.
How can you think it's her? You can't see shit.
Don't go there, Alex.
It'll drive you insane.
I know.
How did it go?
I placed second!
- Bed for me. I'm wiped out. - I was just leaving.
You want some food, sweets?
It's nothing. We had a fight.
She thinks I'm banging one of the waitresses.
Lose that and get back to the emails.
You knew the 2 guys at the lake?
Show me the other.
Same sender?
Anonymous. Who knows?
I do. It's the same person.
You tried the passwords?
The account doesn't exist.
The sender will set it up at 8:15.
I'm hooked up to both his computers.
As soon as he's online, we'll know.
I think I know enough already.
Dr. Beck?
Detective Meynard, Versailles police.
Can you follow me?
What's going on?
Excuse me a second.
- Where'd you go? - Wash my hands.
Captain Eric Levkowich, Versailles PD.
What's all this about?
It'll be easier to talk at the office.
Mr. Beck...
Who is Juliette Langlois?
Will you stop that?
Does the name Juliette Langlois mean anything to you?
Juliette is my wife's middle name.
And your middle name?
Arnaud.
So let's imagine that I ask you if the name...
Arnaud Ripper means something to you.
You'd say, "Actually, Arnaud's my middle name"?
My wife grew up on Rue Langlois.
That's why I said it was her middle name.
It reminded me of her.
Did your wife ever use that name?
In what way?
"Hello, I'm Juliette Langlois, I booked a room..."
Or to get an ID with that name, see?
No, it was a game we played when we were kids.
Did you ever beat up your wife?
Let me repeat the question.
Did you ever beat up your wife?
What's wrong with you?
Slapping your wife's no crime.
Pretty natural even, huh?
No, it's not natural!
I never beat up my wife. Are you listening to me?
You think I did that?
I promised your friend Hélène
I'd help you, but I need you to tell me all you can, clear?
The car accident story... Is it true?
Of course, it's true.
Were you with her?
I was doing my internship in Bordeaux.
- I'm warning you. They'll check. - Let them.
I know what I'm saying.
Maybe she took the photos for the insurance. Seems logical.
No idea. I never saw them before.
Are you forgetting anything?
No. What happens now?
8 years on, it's a bit late for a wife-beating charge. This stinks.
Okay, go for it.
Love it!
Now, let's get a little wild.
This is really good.
Hold the duck in front of you, like it's your thingy.
Your tongue out like you're gonna lick it.
That's great!
Fred!
And again! More tongue!
Love it!
Hold on...
I don't get it.
You came to ask me that?
That's all you have to say?
I'm sorry.
I don't give a shit about sorry!
That's not the problem.
I was grieving too, you know.
I needed you there.
You never called. You never took my calls.
I couldn't.
I swear... I couldn't face calling you.
I thought I'd pull through alone.
But I just went under.
Tell me what happened.
I don't know.
Weren't you with her?
One evening, she came by covered in bruises all over.
She said she'd had a car accident.
If anybody asked, I was to say we'd been together in my car.
If anybody asked?
I think she meant you.
She wouldn't tell me anything else. Nothing, honestly.
- You took photos? - Of?
Her. Her injuries.
Why would I do that?
No reason.
What's wrong?
I've no idea.
She was my best friend.
Look at me, please.
I swear she never lied to you. It was the only time.
You gotta believe me.
Ferrault Et Gamblin...
May I to speak to Mr. Ferrault, please?
He's in court. Can I take a message?
We found no trace of an accident...
in either the insurance or police records.
Alex never hit Margot.
He couldn't have.
Can you leave us alone?
Captain...
If your son-in-law decided to kill your daughter...
He loved her, why'd he wanna do that?
For 200,000 euros. Her life insurance policy.
That's absurd!
With all the holes in the official story, compare it to this...
Beck drives her to an isolated locale where there'll be no witnesses.
There,
the two guys we found last week kidnap and kill her.
Serton's on the loose. It's in all the papers.
They make it look like she's one of Serton's victims.
With dead cats and dogs all round.
Easy as that. He takes the rap.
Serton confessed to 7 murders, not your daughter's.
This is ridiculous.
Alex was assaulted. He was in a coma for 3 days.
He had to get hurt.
How'd he explain a couple scratches?
He was on the shore. How'd he get out of the water?
All the doctors who saw his file say it's impossible.
Didn't that ever intrigue you?
Who gave you those?
In some way, I'd say it was your daughter.
We found a key on one of the 2 corpses.
To your daughter's safety-deposit box.
Box 174.
Registered to one Juliette Langlois.
Her middle name and this street name.
The photos were inside.
Your son-in-law said he never saw them.
Why would she hide them from him?
You talked to Alex?
- What else did he say? - Nothing.
He left with a lawyer.
Not just any lawyer. Elisabeth Feldman.
That sound like an innocent man?
Stop it now, that's enough.
It's impossible. It's the cops,
trying to manipulate you.
They can do anything with computers.
She looked older.
Age progression software. They use it for missing kids.
Mommy!
If they think I killed her, why send me emails
as if she's still alive?
Think about it.
To get me to confess, it sucks.
If I killed her, I know it's a trap.
- Alex, not now! - It doesn't make sense.
If they wanna trap me, send me emails from a guy who saw me kill her.
You see?
If daddy says yes, we'll go this weekend.
C'mon, sweetheart,
it's time to sleep now and don't give her a hard time.
Sleep well, princess.
Where's Margot?
I asked you a question.
Nina!
Go away! Basket!
Cut it out!
Fuck it!
Hold on, let me try.
I've been trying for half an hour!
It doesn't work.
Nothing works!
Fucking thing!
What's that up there?
What is it?
It means you're connected to another computer.
And?
And I only have one computer here.
Someone's connected to my computer.
They're watching me.
Fuck it!
Okay...
The Basque.
The chick's bailed and Beck's out
walking his dog.
He'll keep in touch.
She told us all she knows. Let's go.
Hit the lights.
You asshole!
C'mon, Nina!
You can't bring a dog in.
You were first.
Number 15.
Hello U2. You have 1 new message.
Parc Monceau, tomorrow, 5pm. Near the bandstand.
Be careful. I love you.
Parc Monceau, tomorrow, 5pm.
Be careful. I love you.
8 years ago, my wife, Margot Beck, was brought here.
She was one of Serton's victims.
Frank Serton... Yes?
Did you do the autopsy?
Yes.
Do you photograph the corpses?
Yes, we do.
So you photographed my wife's autopsy?
- Most likely. - I'd like to see them.
I don't have them here. The case is closed.
But I can see the report?
Sure, but not today.
You have to request to see it. There are forms, a procedure.
Okay, I'm making the request.
Capt. Barthas, Crime Squad.
My partner's here with the witnesses.
In the kitchen.
He was the last person you saw?
Yes.
- What time was it? - I don't know. Around 2 pm.
She introduce you?
She tell you his name?
Alexandre Beck.
- We found this. - Where?
A trash can downstairs.
He's going down. It was a pleasure working with you.
A doctor has latex gloves in his trash can, big deal.
We'll send it to the lab, though. Karim, take care of it.
Fuck! Check this out!
Springfield 45.
Patrick! It's all yours.
Look.
It still smells.
But that's not the green one.
Let's look for the green one together.
Is that the green one?
It is?
That's not green.
- It's orange. - That's orange?
No, that's blue.
- That's orange. - Very good, that's orange.
Can you find the green one now?
If I don't answer, I'm busy.
Put her through.
Yes, counsel?
Last night? Why?
Because she was shot dead last night at her studio.
Listen to me.
The murder weapon was in your apartment. You'll be arrested.
The murder weapon?
That's bullshit. What were they doing in my apartment?
Later. They're going to take you in.
I'll try to beat them there.
- Well? - Coming.
If I get there after them, stay evasive.
Keep your answers vague, is that clear?
Are you there?
That's the green one.
Just sit tight. They'll be there any minute.
Not now. No can do.
I'll be right there!
Barthas for Levkowich.
The beltway!
Round the other side!
Four, that way! Vincent, go with them!
Hello, Bruno?
Not at all. In fact, he got in early today.
Did he seem at all nervous?
Nobody mention anything?
Only Mrs. Abidal after he jumped out the window.
- He take any private calls? - Yes. Ms Feldman.
You talked to him?
- What did you say? - I told him to sit tight.
- Who tipped you off? - I don't tell the DA my sources.