Beat it. We won't say you were here.
Stay right there!
What are you up to?
- How do we explain being down in -2? - Who cares? Beat it!
Wait! Fuck!
Hey!
Fuck!
Don't worry, we'll make something up.
They'll have other things to do.
We found a mass grave.
Imagine if she runs into the nutjob who did that.
What were you up to with Catherine Susini?
Looking for Julie.
It was her idea.
How did you get here? Who brought you?
Nobody. She came to see me, I didn't want her to go down alone.
You're not the first to be taken in by her.
Once she gets her claws into you, she won't let go.
So I noticed.
I know her, she keeps coming back.
Keep your distance.
I know it's hard for her
but she's a civilian.
The only thing we owe her is to do our best to find Julie.
Us, not her.
Put me on the search team.
I've got other plans for you.
Shit!
- Superintendent. - Sir.
This is Lt Berger, who made the discovery.
Thoroughly fascinating!
I'll give him the investigation. If you agree, of course.
I see no reason why not. CID has other fish to fry.
So, Lt Berger... What have you got to tell me?
We have six bodies, buried in concrete.
It's too soon to date them
but the decomposition suggests they're a few years old.
It's impossible to move them so I called in an extrication team.
We'll send the remains to forensics.
It's Lt Berger's colleague who has gone missing.
You think the two cases are linked?
Too soon to say but I doubt it.
Good. It's an awful business.
Awful!
Very well, gentlemen. Keep me posted.
Pompeii!
Why? Why me?
I want you to keep a clear head.
It's time you took on some responsibilities.
What about Julie?
Raphaël... I know you and Julie are close
but involving you in the search won't be good for you.
We're doing our level best to find her,
down here, up there...
The hunt resumes in four hours.
We won't abandon her.
You'll get hourly updates.
- Now I have to see Susini. - All right.
I unearthed a mass grave, you might thank me.
It's not like you found it.
All because you sent no one to level -2.
Look, Catherine, I know you think I'm a dead loss
and you should have been promoted in my place.
But the truth lies somewhere in between.
I'm not such a dead loss
and you're no supercop.
- How many? - How many what?
How many cops have you got looking for her?
- Enough? - What does that mean?
We're doing our best.
It's already been too long, and you know it.
The early hours are crucial.
First left, I'm taking the dog back.
Did Julie tell you she wanted to resign?
No. First I've heard.
Did she say why?
She's one of my best cops.
A real handful but still.
Frankly I don't blame her.
We all have periods of doubt.
- You took a year off, remember? - After Marc died.
I know, but you've tendered your resignation 3, 4, 5 times.
Never stopped you coming back.
Come on...
20 hours after disappearance
How come you only just told me?
I didn't want to worry you.
Why weren't you with her?
We were told to stay put.
Because I was scared.
I didn't like the look of it.
You tell me to be careful, we're going to be parents, so I was.
Right... So it's my fault?
No, it's my fault, but since you want a child,
I figured I shouldn't take any risks.
I want a child?
I didn't mean that.
We want a child.
Don't look at me that way, this is hard enough.
Maybe she got lost
- and she'll resurface. - A day later?
Look, I don't know. Don't get mad at me.
I'm not.
Fuck.
I'll get ready, OK?
OK.
Hi... Captain Caumartin, to see Garraud.
Go ahead, top floor.
We've scoured every level from level -1 downwards.
No hint of a clue, fingerprint or trace of blood.
They've sent us an expert from BICS,
the Quarries and Underground Brigade.
This is Captain Caumartin...
who will brief us on level -2.
As this is a transverse operation, you'll report
to both him and me.
- Go ahead. - I know that with regard to the search
you've already been briefed
by our technical expert in quarries.
I'm going to brief you about level -2,
since that's where we'll be searching.
This level attracts a varied and particular type of "fauna"...
Thrill-seeking cataphiles, history buffs,
taggers, ravers, dropouts, and homeless people
escaping a heatwave.
Have you seen her?
For the most part,
these people are harmless enough...
For the most part.
You need to be wary. Knives, iron bars...
Some of us have been attacked.
We have to hope that if your colleague hurt herself,
she hasn't fallen into the wrong hands.
Hey, wait!
Police! It's the fucking police!
Stop! Police!
Calm down! Why are you freaking out?
Everything's fine.
You're in no danger.
Recognize her?
- Do you know this woman? - Julie?
26 hours after disappearance
Catherine? Can I help you?
Hi, Hélène, Jean-François is expecting me.
Wait, let me tell him.
What are you doing?
Last time I saw her, she was in a bad way.
She was feverish.
She said work was shitty,
she wanted to resign.
I urged caution but it's her life. I advised her to talk to you.
She said you'd tell her to fuck off.
You think something's happened to her?
Of course, she's gone missing!
I know you're upset but don't talk to me that way.
What I mean is, do you think someone might have hurt her?
It's too soon to say.
She got lost, she hurt herself...
She had an unpleasant encounter...
Any of these could be true.
- I'm cursed. - Stop it, don't talk nonsense.
You're going to find her.
Am I right or not?
Right.
What do you want? Why did you come see me?
Just to keep you posted.
No. What is it you want?
Why are you here?
Have you got a key to her apartment?
- Weren't you round there? - Yes... So have you got a key?
OK, can we start now?
- I haven't finished. - Right.
Have you seen her? If so, where?
I've never seen this girl, I don't know her.
What? But I showed her a photo, she said: "Julie"!
I was going to see a pal,
I saw him talking to some cops.
So I ran, they chased me, questioned me...
But I don't know her, I swear.
I assure you she said "Julie".
- You did! - I didn't!
We've still got teams there, we'll find her.
The quarry guys say they filled in the cavity 7 years ago.
Something like that, between 5 and 10 years.
But with the cement and damp...
Yeah, but they seem to be... in good shape.
Ever see any flies underground?
Decomposition is sped up by maggots in the cadavers, producing flies.
But it's cold underground.
No flies, no maggots to speed up decomposition.
As for the victims: bullet in the head, knife wounds,
and this one was clubbed with a hammer.
There's one common feature: all were tied up with serflex.
This guy pulled hard and his bonds tightened.
Look... see that white edge?
That's a solvent acting on the cement,
meaning they were cleaned and disinfected.
I've never seen that before.
What's that?
That little cavity?
All were punctured below the cervical vertebra.
Hung from a hook I'd say.
- He's missing two phalanxes. - Yeah.
Index and middle, right hand.
The scars look clean, almost certainly old.
If the guy has a record he'll be easy to find.
- Should I take a DNA sample? - Please.
What's she doing there?
Julie wouldn't have let her out.
You take her, she doesn't like me.
Her resignation letter is gone.
Maybe she deleted it.
Or she changed her mind.
Her history has been deleted.
Perhaps she cleaned up her computer, who knows?
Do you?
Catherine...
Catherine, if Julie is trapped underground, why are we here?
I don't know.
I sense that the answers aren't just below ground.
- Which means? - I told you, I don't know.
She wanted to talk to me, it seemed important.
I wouldn't listen and sent her packing.
What's the matter?
It's as if...
her closets have been emptied.
Please leave me now.
And the key?
I think I'll stay here.
Would you take the cat? I can't look after it.
Maybe Julie wanted to go missing.
We've put out an APB
and appealed for witnesses.
We've checked hospital admissions. Nothing yet.
The main thing is we have two teams down there,
one each on levels -1 and -2.
We're not done yet. See you later, guys.
44 hours after disappearance
So Lt Berger, Julie is your "friend"?
You have a funny notion of friendship.
You penetrate them,
missionary style.
Oh sorry, I didn't give you chance to speak.
What's to say it wasn't you
who made her disappear?
I can't hear you!
Crazy fucking bitch!
I've seen the video!
- What video? - You fucking her.
She filmed it?
She filmed it...
I just want an explanation, and it better be good.
Two years ago, my marriage was failing.
We thought we might split up.
Julie and I got along so well...
I fell in love.
It only happened once.
It was two years ago.
It was fine, we acted like nothing had happened.
I'd do anything to find Julie.
Anything!
So just fuck off.
Superintendent Garraud?
Superintendent Hadji, IGPN.
You've met my assistant, Lt De Vasselin?
Sit down, please.
Sorry I'm late, the childcare centre is on strike.
All credit to you.
- Thanks for coming. - Thanks for asking me.
As the "police of the police" I'm aware of our reputation
but we've changed a lot.
For my part, I think it's important to speak freely and boldly
when seeking the truth.
It's almost Socratic actually.
Competence, benevolence, candour...
- Socrates's conditions for openness. - Indeed.
Without wishing to sound disrespectful,
- one of my cops is missing. - Julie Susini?
- Yes. - She's the reason I wanted to see you.
We were already investigating her before she disappeared.
It's been... 48 hours, right?
Any leads?
For the moment, the likeliest scenario
is an accident.
As you properly know, we organized a search of level -1
immediately following her disappearance.
To no avail.
We're currently scouring level -2 but so far
without success. I admit I'm very concerned.
Yes, I understand.
Here...
The Spanish border police just contacted us,
they scanned her passport last night.
I wanted to reassure you.
We'll know more very soon.
Naturally, I'll keep you posted.
Perhaps you're not at liberty to tell me...
- No, please ask. - What has Julie Susini done wrong?
Nothing.
Sorry, I don't understand.
You must have had a reason to investigate her.
Ten days ago, Julie Susini called me.
She wanted to talk to me, I set up a meeting.
Only Julie didn't turn up. So I called her.
She then claimed it was a mistake.
Two days later, she vanished.
Coincidence?
I don't think so. You know...
No one knocks on the door of Internal Investigations by mistake.
All cops know that.
For Julie Susini to pluck up the courage to call me,
something was amiss.
Something important.
I intend to find out what it is.
One of the underground bodies.
- Went missing 7 years ago. - What's his name again?
Iman Niando, aka Punnakai.
Punnakai means "smile".
He's the only one we could identify.
He was checked three times.
Nothing on file for any of the others.
Illegal immigrants?
Maybe. No one gives a damn about those people.
They go under the radar.
Hi.
We're here to see Babee. About him.
What language is that?
Tamil, I think. Punnakai spoke Tamil.
Tamil? Funny word.
- Hi. - Hi.
- You're Babee? - Nilam.
She's Babee. Babee?
Hi. Do you recognize him?
Sure?
A few years back, you stood guarantor for him.
We have a few questions.
She can't speak, the acid burned her vocal chords.
His name was Punnakai, he had fingers missing.
She's old and tired and doesn't remember.
We don't want to hurt Punnakai.
Somebody already has.
They tied him up, stuck a butcher's hook in his neck,
shot him twice in the head
and threw his body 20m down a hole.
He's not the only one, other illegals suffered the same fate.
So you see, ma'am...
we'd really like to find the sicko who did this.
You, come with us. Just you.
Help me move the bed.
It started around 10 years ago.
Back then, he took in 30 or so illegals, to help them out.
Sometimes they'd wake up and one would be missing.
Then it became more frequent.
Everyone was scared.
They didn't understand.
People stopped coming to sleep here.
Punnakai wasn't afraid. He said...
"God took my fingers, he can take the rest."
Then one day, he'd gone.
Babee says he would never have left without telling her.
They walled up the dormitory.
Does she know who might have done it?
Our community blames a Yakseya, a demon.
It is said to be the most powerful and cruellest demon.
It abducts the innocent and eats them alive, like spiders.
What does she think?
She says she doesn't want to know.
If it really is a Yakseya, she doesn't want to know.
And if it's just a man, she doesn't want to know either.
Can I have a word, in my office?
This Spain stuff is bullshit.
Total bullshit.
I know you're partners, very close...
You know her better than anyone.
So you surely know that Julie wanted to resign.
You didn't know?
Why did she want to resign?
I don't know any more than you, I was surprised when I heard.
You think you know people...
Hence the IGPN summoning me?
I see.
You ought to know that in the light of all this,
the Prefect has decided to suspend searches.
- No way. - I have no choice.
If Julie is in Spain, how can I motivate staff
to find her underground? Raphaël!
Between you and me, I'd rather she was on the run in Spain
than missing down there. Wouldn't you?
Hey, Raph.
- Hi, Raphaël. - A drink?
Can I talk to you?
Sure... excuse me.
What the hell's she doing here?
What did she say?
That she wanted news about Julie
but couldn't reach you.
It's bullshit, her coming here.
Couldn't you take her call?
I can't talk to her, she's a civilian.
I don't get why you're reacting this way.
Anything I ought to know?
You don't know her, she's crazy.
- Oh yeah? - Crazy, yes!
She's her mother, I'd worry too in her shoes.
But you're not in her shoes.
Excuse me, I have to go. Glad to have met you.
- She went out. - I know.
She'll be back.
You're crazy.
Oh no, Lt Berger.
Crazy would mean my behaviour or words
were incoherent, and that's not the case.
What do you want?
Your help in finding Julie.
- Garraud put me on another case. - Fuck Garraud.
- OK. - I'm not unreasonable.
Give me a hand in your spare time.
OK?
If you do, Elsa will never know about the video.
The rest is your business.
You said you'd do anything
to find Julie, right?
There's something you don't know.
Apparently she crossed the Spanish border last night.
Computer and closets wiped clean. I don't think so.
It's bullshit.
I'm sure of it.
Look at me.
Do you believe Julie would take off without telling you,
without telling me,
to get a tan in Spain, making sure her passport was scanned
at the border? They're spinning us a yarn.
You know it as well as I do.
It's horseshit.
Horseshit!
Something's going on, we need to find out what it is.
So will you help me or not?
OK, I'm in.
I need your police badge to check something.
Let's go.
"Helping Catherine, back later."
Pretty curt, given how you treated her.
The main thing is she believes it.
More than you do anyway.
Hi, Rousseau. This is Catherine, CID.
Sorry to come so late.
No worries, come with me.
We'll take this one.
There.
So...
I've given you complete access
to CCTV footage.
We keep it for 30 days
- 15 if it's in HD - then wipe it.
Why no longer?
Because across the public transport network,
we have 30,000 cameras in Paris.
That's 40 megabytes a minute of surveillance video.
Do the maths. This isn't NASA.
- There. - Thanks.
Don't mention it. See you later.
- So what's the idea? - No ideas.
We check the areas Julie was in, look for anything shady.
In the 72 hours before she vanished,
write down where and when you were together.
Don't forget anything.
Got her?
Yes... You?
Always check the 30 seconds after Julie exits.
- You never know. - Good idea.
Ruan?
I heard the sound of a dog...
Ruan, wake up, I heard something.
Hey, get up!
I heard a dog, somewhere over there.
Ruan, get up!
Quick, get up!
Hey, you still not awake?
Ruan?
Quit messing around!
Fuck it.
Fuck it!
Calm down, Catherine.
We'll turn something up.
"Calm down"! We've got nothing!
We're scraping around like idiots
while she might be...
Shit! Shit!
How far have you got?
The night before, when I was at her place.
Green jacket, silver shoes... I've seen her before.
Green jacket, silver shoes...
Here. Camera 828, 8.32 and 11 seconds.
Camera 828...
8.32...
11 seconds.
Outside Julie's.
Outside her apartment.
Oh fuck.
EJ-00...
3-GR.
EJ-00-3-GR.
Got her.
Sir, where do we go, sir?
Sir?
Sir! Sir!