Two hands, knees bent, feet parallel.
Decock.
All together.
Two rounds!
Decock.
Wanna try?
Do you want to try?
Can she try?
Shooting?
No, catching a bus.
Careful of the gun. Take her camera.
Snap away, Fred.
Let's make it easier for the lady.
On my whistle,
you fire two rounds.
Careful, finger's on the trigger.
Stay focused, this is a firing range.
Arms outstretched, elbows in.
When I whistle, you fire two rounds.
- It doesn't work. - Press!
Deep breaths.
You'll be fine.
Take deep breaths.
Second round.
Let's go.
What about the whistle?
A quick whistle?
To relax you?
There you go.
Relax. Let go.
Breathe out.
Let go of the gun.
Take your fingers off. Relax.
You can do it. There you go.
Evening.
My children.
And my children's father.
Evening, ladies.
- Lucie and Bianca. - How old are they?
6. They're twins.
- You ordered some food? - Yeah, pizza.
She called Pizza Hut.
Pizza Hut.
Ever had truffle pizza?
Good?
Thanks, Francesco.
It tastes a bit like marzipan.
How's Melissa doing?
She's so sweet.
Sweet Melissa!
I know the boss man well.
Beauchard.
- The chief? - He's a friend of mine.
A friend?
Not a friend. We know each other well.
So you both live here then, right?
Tactless, apparently.
We said no personal questions.
It isn't his apartment.
- I live opposite. - Not bad!
2 rents!
You've never lived together?
You're a couple?
Even with kids?
We're a couple?
Are you a couple?
It's strange us being on call on a holiday, isn't it?
Why's it strange?
I thought the night team was on call on public holidays.
They are. At night.
It's not easy to get your head around. The night team Works nights.
In the daytime, they rest up and the day team takes over.
Is it clear now?
Sure.
Night at night.
Hi, everybody!
This lady is having a few problems. I'll let her explain.
Hello, ma'am.
Take a seat.
Get the kid a chair.
Sit down next to Mommy.
Go ahead, ma'am.
I have to give you my son.
I have no place where we slept.
I don't want him to sleep in street with me.
I want him in warm place.
You want him...
- Warm. - Somewhere warm, okay.
He must sleep in bed.
Of course.
I don't want him be like me.
You see?
Sure, I understand.
- You have nowhere to sleep. - Yes.
Let's see. Are you married?
I'm on my own.
You're both on the street?
Yes.
- How long on the street? - Six months.
Sleeping hostesses. Hotels and hostesses.
Hostesses?
In hospices!
No more.
Sleeping under tents.
Sleep in tents. I not...
Yes, I understand. It's hard for you and your son.
How long since you had somewhere to wash?
Since we had... hotels...
Kicked out.
Kicked out of a hotel?
Because no money.
I'm tired and it's cold.
What's your name?
Ousman.
I must be away from my son.
I give you my son.
He wants to stay with his mommy.
Yes, but no more.
We'll find a nice place for both of you.
Somewhere warm to sleep. You understand?
Yes, I look in all hospices.
Many people, nothing.
They say no room.
But we know more hospices. We'll call other shelters.
Have you had anything to eat, ma'am?
No.
Hungry, Ousman?
Are you hungry?
Not hungry. Because he tired.
When you struggle, you not eat. That's right.
We'll call all over.
To try to find somewhere warm for you and your son.
If you no find, I give you my son.
I can't take your son, you understand?
I don't want him become like me.
I'll get them some food.
Come with us.
See you later. Leave it with us.
Okay, action.
Not before next week?
She said to call back.
I have 2 that'll take the kid.
The kid but not his mother.
You gotta talk to Beauchard.
No, not Beauchard.
So we just sit here flapping away helplessly.
You're a pain in the ass!
You're useless, fuck it!
Don't let Fred go on up there.
Hey, pops!
Why didn't you 90?
The guy makes me puke.
He hasn't got any balls. He'll never take a stand.
Fuck taking a stand, show us you've got balls!
- Me? ' Yes, you!
- Show I've got balls? - You're the boss. It's your job.
Calm down, we're not alone here. The young man's totally bemused.
You can't let Fred take the heat. It's outrageous!
Don't tell me my job!
Shut up a second. No more!
Women's Lib, can it!
Women's Lib? Stick it up your ass.
A woman speaks out and she's a radical. Fuck you!
And your grow-a-pair crap?
Mr. Coutard, you keep bothering me but I can't intervene in every case.
One phone call is all you need to make.
You're taking this too personally.
Down, Fido!
- Just put the child in a home. - Pardon me?
My last word.
That's it, your last word?
Stop it, Fred.
Calm down!
Calm down? Sure.
You know it's pointless.
You keep calm, guys!
That earns you a warning.
It won't be the first.
Pops, let's talk.
Please, give them to me 3 days.
I'll find them a hospice.
No, don't do that.
Please.
You can't do that.
Why don't you? Why don't you take them?
You or me, it's the same. You know that's not the problem.
It's not the same.
Don't make it so personal.
Is he your kid? No, so stop.
Okay, ma'am...
For now, we don't have a satisfactory solution.
We're not at all satisfied with this.
We've found a hospice for your son, but not for you together.
I knew you not find for both.
It's the best we have.
It'll be okay.
Come on, it's okay.
We'll take good care of him, ma'am.
Ousman! Calm down, kiddo.
Mommy loves you. She's not abandoning you.
She has no choice.
We'll look after you, son.
Calm down.
It'll be okay.
Mommy has no choice.
She wants to be with you, too, but she can't.
There'll be other little boys like you.
You won't be alone. There'll be other kids who are sad.
There'll be kids you can talk to.
You won't be all alone.
Can you hear me?
It's over now.
It'll be okay.
It's over, calm down.
You okay?
Feeling better now?
C'mon, dry your eyes.
You'll make lots of friends.
It's just hard to begin with.
It's tough, but it won't last long, okay?
Your mommy loves you.
You're a big, strong boy.
She wants you to be strong.
You remember?
You have to try every day.
You hear me?
- I'll drive you home. - No, thanks.
See you tomorrow.
What are you doing? Staying?
See you tomorrow.
You try to handle it case-by-case.
But no.
It won't help change the world or anything.
But it sticks in my throat, it tears me up.
I can't do it!
I have great news.
- We're all going on vacation. - Cool!
Are you pleased?
And you?
- Are you angry? - No.
Go to your room.
Your room.
Okay, come on.
What's wrong?
I can't just go on vacation. I've got photos to do.
You've got someone?
I don't know.
Great.
I'm happy for you.
Happy?
Really.
I know I can't give you the life you want.
It's my problem.
Okay, fine.
You're happy, I'm happy. Wonderful!
Let's talk when you stop pretending.
Wait a second...
Alright, you can come now.
What is this?
Just drive.
Keep your head still.
Expressionless, please.
Right, strip search.
Please, Chrystelle.
Put those on the chair there.
Okay, you can get dressed now.
- You believe your daughter? - Yes.
I know what my husband's like.
It's exactly his style.
His style? What do you mean?
You're referring to what your daughter told you?
Yes.
Can you be more specific?
It's embarrassing.
We won't find it vulgar or disgusting.
We could be talking about cooking or clothes.
What does he like? What turns him on?
Toys?
I'm sorry.
Garters and stockings?
G-strings?
Latex? Fabrics?
Leather?
Different positions? Fellatio? Exhibitionism?
I don't know, lingerie?
That's right, lingerie.
Don't agree for our benefit.
Anything more... I don't mean deviant,
but that shocked you maybe?
You have an active sex-life?
That's personal.
Here, We discuss personal matters.
We're not strangers on a train.
So, an active sex-life?
Great movie, Strangers on a Train.
Seen it? No, you're too young.
You think we're stupid?
Not at all.
We need to know, ma'am.
Your husband allegedly raped your daughter. In terms of his fantasies,
I need more detail than just "lingerie."
He'd blindfold himself.
Okay.
- He blindfolded himself? - Why?
Can you guess what he was imagining?
We'll get you a glass of water.
We'll talk when you feel better.
A bald pubis, like a little girl's.
That turns me on.
You know you're on camera?
So what?
You were saying, about little girls...
We need help with a screwed-up reverse Oedipus.
A screwed-up reverse Oedipus!
And your fantasies?
Sorry.
What do you imagine?
That I'm making love to my daughter.
Shocked?
Yes, We are.
What do you imagine?
We're not in your chair.
We ask the questions.
Do you have an active sex-life?
Who with?
Your wife perhaps.
Hold on...
I already asked.
I answered that already. Normal.
That doesn't fit.
Your wife says you haven't touched her in years.
Maybe I was being optimistic. To spare her feelings.
This isn't a sex therapy session.
Sodomy?
Not particularly.
Is that, yes he likes it or not?
No, that's not what I meant.
Let me explain. We're not judging you.
We want the truth. We don't care which way you like it.
We just want to get a picture of your husband.
These questions aren't about you, they're about him.
To find out what he maybe did to your daughter. Get that?
We don't judge, We don't care.
Sodomy?
Yes.
Every time?
Did he threaten you?
Yeah.
Yeah or yes?
Yes.
I don't rape her, I make love to her.
She gives herself to me.
Young children have a right to sexual liberty.
Quit acting like we're idiots!
You're getting 20!
I doubt that.
What are you saying, "I doubt that"?
- I just know. - You know shit!
- I take liberties, too. - That'll cost you dear.
- Pardon me? - It'll cost you dear.
Sit your ass down.
Right now!
Mathieu, please.
Let's calm things down.
- What? - You hit me.
Nobody saw a thing.
The camera neither.
The camera sees what it wants here.
Fine.
What do you mean by "I doubt that"?
You doubt you'll get 20 years?
Yes?
Okay.
I have connections.
Fine, sir.
I got a call. Go easy on La Faublaise.
Sorry?
Just treat him good.
Say something!
I treat him like a child rapist.
Do as I say.
- I do my job. - Do as I say!
- He's right. - You read the statements?
You're right, too. Just take it down a notch.
He's right, I'm right...
Don't worry about it.
I worry about winding up like you.
You realize at no stage you express any remorse?
Anyone home?
Go to the Internet section.
No, I...
The Internet section.
What's he on?
A run'll do you good.
You're shitting me?
No.
You're shitting me.
It's still my case?
No.
Wait for me.
I wanna see my daughter. I'll call you.
Mommy always gets in the bath with me.
Mommy, sure. For daddies, it's different.
Here, wash yourself with soap.
Ready?
Then the back.
Your botty. Rub rub.
Between your legs.
Your bits. Your girly bits.
That's good. Careful you don't slip. Rub rub.
You promise you won't leave again?
I'll try, sure.
If you give me a hug.
Come eat, Fred.
C'mon...
Disconnect.
Come eat.
Again! Again!
Go on, push!
And again.
Hold your breath and push!
Can I stop?
That's good.
Hold your breath and push even harder.
Stop pushing.
That's good. It's over know, sweetie.
Can I see it?
- What is it? - A little girl.
We'll just finish up by removing the placenta.
Go!
Please!
Go!
Please, ma'am, we're nearly done.
Can I have...
Can I be alone with the...
With the baby?
You want to see her?
Yeah.
- Are you sure? - I'll put her here.
I want to hold her.
You'll be okay?
Can you go out?
I'm sorry.
Can We have the baby?
Goodbye.
Where are you taking her?
A room down the hall. In a cold room to run some tests.
We'll do DNA tests to help find the man who raped you.
She'll stay in the cold room after?
A day or two at most.
And then she'll be put in a...
In a grave?
Yes, she'll be buried.
With other babies.
Okay.
In the same thing as other babies?
She won't have a...
A thing of her own?
We take photos to keep in the file.
The police officers want to see you.
They have a few questions for you.
Can't it wait?
No, it can't.
We have to take the baby and it needs a name.
By law, the baby must have a name.
For the registry. To declare the death.
I don't want to...
have to think of a name.
It's important for you to...
give her a name. It's a way for you to find closure.
It'll stay with me forever.
This baby is half of you.
She's your blood.
You have to name her.
My rapist's blood, too. I can't.
A name you don't like then.
I was raped. It'll never...
I'm tired. I'd like to be left alone.
I want you to leave.
You'll have to give her a name.
Go ahead.
Iris.
Iris, what's wrong with you?
See you, Laurence.
See you soon.
I hope I can do it.
One...
Two...
Three!
Cut it out. Save that shit for Sue Ellen!
To Nadine!
Come on!
- Sue Ellen, with me. - Sure.
No way!
A total brush off!
I don't get it.
How come we're not groovin' on my birthday?
Don't you realize?
Why do you do it?
He said he'd block my access.
Don't you see?
One tiny threat and you strip off.
You did!
Send your number and I'll send sexy photos you'll love.
If you want to see more, leave me a message.
You know what I think?
I think you're a nympho who likes banging 4 guys in a garage.
Reading your blog,
you come across as a 14-year-old whore!
He hit you outside?
That's right.
He hit you outside... I see.
What did your parents say when you got home?
I said I fell and they bought it.
So, you lie to them when needs be.
And in this instance... you needed to.
It's all about dignity. Your dignity.
You understand what the word means? You understand the difference...
between what you can do and...
Do you?
You have just seen your first "rave".
It's neither rape nor love. It's a rave.
We also have rarests. Rustody.
- Victims... - I think I get the picture.
It's not that complicated, putting an R in front.
The boy's a genius!
Back in the day,
you waited for marriage, had sex when you were 20,
but life's changed now.
The old days are gone, Louis XIV and all!
Life is this now.
Aged 14, you fuck, you suck, you live!
Watch some TV, try to get with it, get an update.
Why did Beauchard start yelling?
He says we're idealists.
Hi there! You just walk on by.
Hi, Melissa.
I'll be getting back.
I gotta go,
You have 5?
I gotta get home.
Not even 5 minutes?
I have to go, Fred.
You don't have 5 minutes?
Still no wedding band?
- No, why? - Come on then.
Okay, a treat for the lady.
Here We go!
Stop giggling.
Jeez...
Happiness really suits you.
Shit's gonna hit the fan again.
Pack and go!
It's for lawyers now.
- Can't we talk? - Lawyers.
You think it's easy?
Lawyers.
For the kid, you'll say...
Lawyers.
You and your daughter get on?
Fine. She's a good girl.
The question is, do you get on with your daughter?
Do you have a good relationship? Are you close?
If she had problems, could she talk to you freely?
Of course.
No problem.
You know you're here for child abuse?
Off the record,
she said you plan to marry her off to a cousin back home.
That's right. I'm her dad. She has to marry one day.
You think you do what you want?
I'm in charge.
You did your research before you came in.
That's in no law.
Know what's gonna happen?
After your girl's married and been raped by her husband.
Because it's rape. You force her into non-consensual sex.
And I'll be there that day.
What's your problem?
I say if there's a problem. This is the police.
I refuse to talk to you.
- There's only me. - Get the boss.
Hold on a second.
I'm the police, okay?
Look! I am the police.
I ask the questions, you answer them.
Why won't you talk to me? 'Cos I'm a woman?
Shame on you.
Go home and look after your husband and kids.
Shame on me?
Don't talk to me like that!
Respect, okay?
You're sure you read the Qur'an? Prove it.
Tell me,
if you're a man and a good Muslim,
tell me just where it says
a father can force his daughter to marry.
Show me.
You think you can teach me the Qur'an?
Where does it say a woman isn't allowed to work?
Show me! Call yourself Muslim?
You taint us.
The Qur'an teaches respect. Got it?
- Is there a problem here? - No, no problem.
There is no problem!
- You want something to drink? - Water!
Mehdi.
My father.
Is it couscous?
A tagine.
Child Protection covers lots of things like vice
and narcotics, no?
Minors get caught up in drugs.
Sure, but we mostly handle vice-related cases.
He arrests pedophiles.
Not only pedophiles.
That can't always be easy.
Isn't it tough, constant insults?
No. Thanks.
People hate the cops.
They're never there when you need them.
Okay...
What do you dial for the police?
- 12, isn't it? - No, it's 17.
Is it really 17?
What's Melissa like day to day?
It's not easy for me to talk
about Melissa with her dad.
And it's not easy to talk about someone sitting next to you.
Granddad...
Do you like my new love?
Sure.
Do you like him?
Whatever you like, I like.
Feels great, giving you stuff.
Are you pleased or laughing at me?
It's so ugly!
I was sending a text or something.
I had my phone in my hand.
And this girl comes over, like, let me see that.
So I show her and she takes it,
and I'm like...
Can you get to the...
When you met the boys.
That's what I'm telling you.
So the girl's taken your phone and you say...
They've got your phone. After that, what happened?
I ask for it back.
She's like, sure, if you give my friends head.
I'm like, okay.
Okay to what?
To blowing them for my phone.
You really liked your phone.
No kidding.
And for a laptop?
Sorry, slipped out.
Take no notice.
It's not you...
We can't do this with those two... Stop it!
Sorry, don't mind us.
In the police,
we're not usually like this.
You don't give head for a phone. You realize that?
It was a smartphone.
Sorry.
Sit down and let's finish up here.
You followed the whole group.
I need 20 volunteers for a special op.
- What kind? - That's all I have.
We'll go next door.
This is chaos!
Check it out. You never know.
Go with them and fill me in later.
Where were we?
We can talk seriously now, Caroline...
I've lost my phone.
An informer says
the Emeralds will hand the Beggars stolen jewels
worth 1 million euros.
The drop's tomorrow at 2 p.m., at Domus mall.
All we know is they'll come by car,
most likely with wives and kids. And armed.
Which one's Chrys's hubby?
Black shirt by the cabinet.
Over there?
We'll tail them, let the drop take place...
Not what I imagined.
We follow them to their cars
and we arrest them only when they're inside the vehicles.
Look at the photos. You'll get a list of car plate numbers.
As for the CPU,
I'll be honest, you're extras tomorrow.
Everybody in position?
Okay, Alex. Standing by.
Martin in position in the garage.
Copy that.
Hey, kids!
We're on a mission.
Beggars in view on the escalator, Eastern Gate.
I repeat, at the Eastern Gate.
Nadine, CPU. They just passed the desk.
Gabriel, CPU. Beggars right in front of me.
They're looking all over, on-edge.
Iris. They just passed by me.
We have them on visual. Stay in position.
Emeralds arriving, opposite direction.
The drop's imminent.
Stay alert.
Meeting outside the bed store.
Outside the bed store.
What's up?
This is it.
Stay calm, act natural.
It's them.
Be discreet.
Discreet.
Be discreet, please.
Put it away.
Hands UP!
Get down!
Everybody on the floor!
Take it easy! Calm down.
Back off!
Hands behind you!
The cuffs!
We'll take over!
Fucking CPU! What the hell happened?
Back off, I said.
We're everywhere.
Shut it!
Put your gun away!
Stop!
Where you gonna go?
Shut it!
Back up!
Stay there!
There are cops everywhere.
Back up, asshole!
He's your son!
I don't give a shit!
He's not my kid!
He's a kid, that's what counts!
Where are you going?
Stop there!
Sir!
Don't move!
Don't touch it!
My arm's numb.
Even with a vest, I still fucking get shot!
That really is dumb.
It's okay, you're not dead.
You're not dead.
- Couldn't even be an extra. - We are the extras.
Don't worry, We did a great job.
It's okay.
Don't look at it.
Sign here.
What?
Chrys!
Don't run!
Can you hear us, kid?
What?
He wants Pepitos.
- What? - Pepitos.
I'll go.
You'll get the wrong ones.
I'll take it with.
You okay, fella?
Does it hurt?
You were starving.
Don't they feed you here?
He makes such a mess when he eats.
I'm going for a smoke. I'll be back in 5.
You love me a bit, don't you?
2 wives, so you're polygamous?
- No. - What do you mean?
Polygamy means several wives.
So you'd say you are...
A bigamist.
Bigamist, okay.
What's your sex-life with your wives?
I'm a romantic.
I like fellatio.
Do you?
Fellatio!
What's that?
Shit, I'll start a fire.
Keep it down. I'm working.
Jesus!
So, fellatio, you've never heard of it?
Okay, fine.
That's it for today. I'll talk to your daughter
and be in touch. I'll see you out.
You okay? Not too tired?
No, I'm fine.
And you?
You think I don't see you on Facebook?
$0?
Don't we have work to do?
You're my boss?
Do I report to you?
I'd no idea you're my boss!
I can discuss work. Aren't we a team?
Okay, let's talk work.
I just saw the split vagina of an 11-month-old baby,
then I saw her mother,
who's suicidal because her girl's been raped for months.
Sure, let's talk work.
I'm a good cop and I do a good job
even if I'm not like you.
Let me chill with my virtual friends
before I move onto my next case.
Get off my back!
The lady speaks.
Something's bugging the lady.
Get off my case, Iris! This is not the time.
It never is.
It's always the time to chat.
Shut your big mouth.
Just shut the fuck up!
Got that?
Shut it.
You get all the tough cases, I get all the "raves"?
Cut it out, Iris.
We're partners. We can discuss our work.
We're partners?
Partners communicate with each other.
Where's the communication?
You tell me what to do and what not to do.
What I can do, what I can't do.
You grade me, you judge me...
Just get the fuck off my back
and stop lecturing me!
That's the thanks I get for listening to your troubles
and your little hassles with hubby.
But this is about work.
You're way off, Nadine, that's all. I'm just saying.
You have no right to talk about my man.
Because of you, I left my husband,
when I was partly to blame, too.
Just because you think men are all shits.
You can't give any love.
I'm ashamed I listened to you.
I miss my family. I miss my children. Can't you see that?
It's because of her, making me see him like a...
I love him.
Maybe that pisses you off because you love no one.
You're all shriveled up. No cock could ever get inside you!
You're a piece of shit!
You don't seem in control of your faculties.
Don't fucking start on that.
Just don't start telling me what to do.
Your husband's gone. He should've gone long ago!
I feel sorry for him. All these years with you.
And you making yourself puke?
You think nobody knows? We all know, you puke all day long.
It's over, got it? Over!
Stop trying to run my life!
I'll file a report.
What do you expect?
Want me to type it?
What the hell's going on?
We can hear you downstairs!
I don't care!
What's the problem? Sounds like ego issues.
Sure, the ego is dignity.
You've got no ego? Ego means I can look at myself in the mirror.
I leave my ego problems at home.
Not ego problems, one ego problem!
Be quiet when I'm talking!
Shut up now.
We'll split you up in September.
For now, button it!
Don't talk to me like I'm stupid.
I don't give a shit! l can leave!
Leave.
Do us all a favor!
Start with a piked somersault.
Let's go.
Reach for the mat. That's why you fell.
Next!
Nice but concentrate on keeping it tight,
to finish it off.
Let's keep going.
Very nice.
Solal, your turn.
Come on, Solal.
What are you waiting for?
Leave him, it's okay.
If you're nervous, don't jump.
Keep it coming.
Limited, but nicely done.
Who's next?
Good. That's called a tuck jump.
Solal?
I'm really so sorry.
I'd like to apologize to him. I hope he gets over it.
I never wanted to hurt him.
You realize now that you did?
Yes.
You didn't think about it then, but now?
We had a relationship
that was like love.
I need you to sign the statement, the bottom of each page.
Where'll he go now?
Will he be okay?
He'll receive help. He'll be well looked after.
I know other places where he can still do gymnastics.
It's important for him.
Will he
go to jail because of me?
No.
He'll go to jail for What he did.
He did it to you, but you're not to blame. He's sick.
Your teacher has a disease, you see, called pedophilia.
He's called a pedophile.
Have you heard that word before? At school maybe?
It's a disease some adults have,
which means that they do things to children
they have no right to do.
We're here to catch and punish them.
Why isn't he...
Why's he going to prison and not just...
Why isn't he going to a hospital?
When someone breaks the law like that,
they go to prison.
It's a punishment that serves a purpose.
Then, maybe he'll be able to do gym again one day,
and not hurt any more children, you see?
I feel a bit sad.
Why are you sad?
I liked him.
He was nice to me.
Morning, everybody.
What a reception!
Nice to hear you speak as one.
I hope you enjoyed the vacation.
I see some people have been in the sun, and others...
less so.
I hope school started okay for your kids...
I'll start with the new appointments
and departures.
Lt. Desgranges has moved on to the Vice Squad, as anticipated.
He'll be replaced by Lt. Géron.
Capt. Beck has joined the Fraud Squad
and Lt. Iris Langlois transfers to replace him as section chief.
Congratulations.
Now, I'd like to talk about my plans to restructure,
as everybody expected, the Internet Section.
I believe that investing resources there will help us
smoke out more pedophiles.
The pedophile at the school gates is long gone...
Can I open a window? I'm hot.
You make it sound like fieldwork's bullshit.
Subtitles: Simon John
Subtitling by C.M.C. - Paris