It was hard for me to relax.
Think they'll let us do it again?
In 3 months we can do it all we like.
Adrien, 5 more minutes.
I love you.
Despite the hell I've put you through?
It's almost over.
Amélie drew you this.
It's how she imagines us...
when you get out.
Have fun, lovebirds?
Next time how about a threesome?
Or foursome?
What's the plan?
You want to go out in a casket?
Why complain? It's more money for you.
Only you know where you stashed it.
You sure it's safe?
My pals could pick it up.
Keep it safe till we get out.
I don't trust your pals.
Who says I can trust you?
Nice drawing.
- Your daughter? - You and I don't speak, remember?
And we like it that way.
You know,
beauty is rare in this world.
You're right to keep it.
You two, outside.
Exercise time.
Why should I agree to go outside?
It's a nice day.
You know how risky it is for me.
Shouldn't have attacked that girl.
I told you, I'm innocent.
Oh yeah, I forgot.
You're innocent too, right?
Your twin robbed those banks?
Or maybe you did it
to pay for your mom's operation?
Can I go?
Move your asses.
Come on.
Everyone accounted for?
Let's go.
Your perv cellmate never comes.
Is he scared of us?
- That means... - Save your breath.
I don't listen to primates.
Translate that.
I'm innocent.
Justice will prevail, God willing.
I have to survive this rat hole.
They call me a pervert.
They want me dead.
I continue to pray every day
for my ordeal to finally end.
Sure about this?
Get out, no questions asked.
You don't want trouble, so scram.
You stay put.
What do you want?
You don't get out much, you need company.
Repeat what he said.
Say it.
It means thank you.
Say it whenever I tell you to.
Still turned on by little girls?
Enough.
Wanna join in?
It's degenerating!
- Stop it right now! - You, out.
Shut up. Get out.
You should've stayed out of it.
Six more months?
Just for defending that guy?
The warden had it in for me.
The temp work has run dry.
I can't pay the babysitter.
I can't pay the speech therapist.
Yet we have all that money.
It's incredible about Franck Adrien.
After his last robbery, he hid out 3 months near our place,
in Nièvre.
God must have sent him to protect me.
I'm the one protecting you, Jean-Louis.
True.
Why won't you tell me where it is?
I'll take just enough to get by.
Franck, you can trust me.
Trust landed me here. I don't do trust.
I still can't sleep.
They keep forgetting to give me my pills.
I spoke to the lawyer, he's working on it.
Think we'll get out of this mess?
Of course.
Her mother told the judge she made it all up to get attention.
He'll question her again, she'll admit it.
You'll get out, all will be well.
And we'll have a baby.
This is no place for her.
She wanted to come.
- She said so? - She wanted to see her dad.
I'm not her dad here.
Just a jailbird. I don't want her to see that.
I'm sorry, Franck.
We just miss you so much.
I miss you too.
Amélie, stop, you'll fall!
Careful!
You're so cute.
What's your name?
She can't answer.
Amélie's got a speech impediment.
She'll learn to speak.
It'll just take a while.
She's right to take her time.
Say goodbye to the lady.
Goodbye, Amélie.
Move and you're a vegetable.
You'd do that, Novick?
I thought you wanted your dough.
That's just it.
The Russian's out to get you.
I need to know where it is now.
So my pals can get to it.
They know where your girls are.
Why so quiet, Franck?
Fuck you, Novick.
Spit it out!
Remember Marco's hideout?
I'm listening.
Under the false floorboard...
Hi, Franck.
How long have I been here?
Four days.
And Novick?
In solitary.
Somehow he only got a week.
He'll be out in 3 days then.
I've got to get out of here.
Worried about your money?
What do you mean?
Everyone's talking about it.
They say Novick's after it.
Want my help?
How can you help?
I'm getting out.
The girl withdrew her statement.
She made the whole thing up from A to Z.
No more trial.
I'll give you my phone number.
Call me when you get out.
I don't think that's a good idea.
Why not?
I'll never forget what you did.
- You have to let me help. - I do not.
Of course.
You're right.
Goodbye.
Call me.
One thing you could do...
Call my wife.
Tell her I'm ok and warn her about Novick.
And another thing...
Tell her to see my dad. He'll help her.
Could you do that for me?
Sure, Franck.
You can trust me.
Nothing's changed. We tidied up for you.
- Is Novick out of the hole? - Yeah.
He says you and your old lady want his share
and he's gonna kill you.
He was blabbing so much they transferred him. Happy?
Adrien!
Visitor.
This place reeks of evil.
No color accents can change that.
No one forced you.
Manuel Carrega.
Captain of the Gendarmerie.
Is Anna ok?
Anna?
Mr. Adrien, I've come to ask you about Jean-Louis Maurel.
- I believe he was your cellmate. - Yes.
You know he was accused of raping a teen?
Everyone knew.
He was cleared.
Did he tell you about himself?
I wasn't interested.
He said he was from Nièvre. I used to live there.
Did he mention particular places or people?
Why this obsession with him?
It's not him I'm obsessed with.
It's his next victims.
I thought he was the victim.
In the eyes of the law, maybe.
I trusted that guy. What's he capable of?
Didn't the girl drop the charges?
Maurel's wife paid her a visit during her husband's incarceration.
Why didn't you say anything?
I need evidence.
I need you to tell me what you know.
Anything you may have seen or heard.
He seemed normal.
He's a manipulator.
He's clever.
He's fooled a lot of people. But I can't be fooled.
You know,
20 years ago I came to France for a woman.
She left a batterer to marry me.
When I became a gendarme,
I warned them her ex was still dangerous.
For nothing.
He set our house on fire.
She died.
I survived.
I'm back from the dead for a reason.
To root out evil others can't see.
If you remember anything...
Maybe you're a madman.
Believe me,
the madman... is not me.
This voicemail is full.
Please try again later. Goodbye.
Let's go.
Leo sent me for you.
I was expecting him. Where are we going?
Not far. He'll pay double.
Cinderella's with Big Sister. Repeat: Cinderella's with Big Sister.
Wait for Prince Charming.
Tail them, work the chain.
Ok, boss.
- Is it far? - We're here.
Are you staying?
He decides.
She's perfect.
Leave us now.
Now, boss?
Wait for the signal.
Alright.
- What'll she do? - Make sure it's him.
Let me.
You first.
Your turn.
I'm thirsty.
- Got some water? - In the kitchen.
It's Costa. Go!
Let's get him!
Police!
Back there! Hurry!
Now?
Let's go in!
Freeze!
Turn around, asshole!
Let me see your hands!
Move!
- You ok? - Yeah, it's in the vest.
The Corsican was right.
You were perfect.
Get a move on!
You stay put.
Nico, give us some privacy.
I won't bother translating.
There's 3 of you!
I can put it right.
Nico!
Open the fuck up!
They wanna kill me!
Open the fuck up!
Open the door!
I'll kill you, Adrien!
I'll kill you, asshole!
Shit!
You hurt, boss?
Get him!
What happened?
Only two to go.
The Costa family will spend Christmas in jail.
René will be harder. He's the smartest.
You'll outsmart him.
Damn straight.
The Holy Spirit came down from heaven.
He wants Claire for his angel.
And what do you want?
Forget about it.
The media loves the "convict posing as a guard" thing.
Franck Adrien. He was doing time for...
Bank robbery. I know who he is.
And?
He only had 8 months to go. He didn't plan it.
He'll make the usual mistakes. See his wife, call his pals,
dig up the loot in the backyard.
Any rookie could catch him. I'm after the Costas.
The boss wants the best.
The squad that just nabbed 3 lifers in 3 weeks.
That's you and your team.
If Adrien's so easy,
you'll be back on the Costas in no time.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Maybe you can help me. Have you seen the eggs?
That way.
Would you mind showing me?
I don't know about you, but I always get lost in these aisles.
- Follow me. - Melissa!
Come on.
Sorry.
No worries.
I'll manage on my own.
Franck Adrien, convicted for bank robbery in Aix-en-Provence,
had nearly finished his time.
The police consider him armed and dangerous.
Of course. Goodbye, sir.
Do you think he'll figure it out?
Don't worry. The police have the info now.
Christine!
We knew he'd get out one day.
I've got it covered.
He has no idea what's in store for him. Trust me.
I won't let anyone spoil our happiness.
Is she asleep?
She's so cute like that.
Thanks for giving her to me.
Never seen such a solitary criminal.
A real hermit with no friends.
Is this his wife?
Anna Martens. His main visitor in prison.
Unemployed. On her own with their kid.
She gave the prison a fake address.
And his accomplices?
They all reside in Justice Hotel.
Jérôme Novick was in the same prison.
No love lost there.
He attacked Adrien with a screwdriver.
Nice looking though. I'm interrogating him later.
- How much did they score? - Two million.
- Two million? - Imagine.
They were nabbed with only pocket money.
He'll be anxious to get his stash.
Keep an eye on places he lived, bars he frequented.
His photo's out. I notified Interpol.
I got visit transcripts and requested videos.
What's this?
People who may have seen him since his escape.
We've had 100 calls.
It was on TV. Informing is a national pastime.
Has the media mentioned Anna Martens?
No, why?
Someone called in her address in the suburbs.
Who's that?
Watch it!
Show some respect.
What's going on?
Get rid of him.
Scram!
No one comes in or out.
- Marc, stay here. - I'll cover you. Manzon, you stay.
Police, keep moving.
Keep moving!
This is it.
Police, open up!
We're going in.
Nobody.
Claire...
Come see.
Look.
We just missed him.
Marco!
Coming.
Send reinforcements. He's still in the area.
He can't be far. Let's check the stairwell.
With luck we'll be home in an hour!
Freeze!
Don't you move.
Let me go.
Sure. Any other requests?
I can't go back to prison.
Not now.
Don't move.
I learned something on the run.
You can't shoot a guy who's unarmed.
As you can see, I've got no weapon.
Everyone downstairs! Alert the others!
There he is! Stop!
Manzon!
Wait, wait!
You ok?
Tail the train, surround the next station.
If we stop it before, he'll get away for sure.
Oh my God!
Thanks.
Cover the area, block the roads.
I know, I know. Spare me.
He could be miles away by now.
Is this yours?
That dude's nuts.
Something's pushing him. Something powerful.
"Anna, wherever you are, I'll find you." So?
Maybe she took the money and ran.
- We get 2 for the price of 1? - Yeah.
The Holy Spirit will be thrilled.
Yes?
Why'd you do it, Maurel?
Franck, I knew you'd call.
How are you?
Tell me, dammit. Why'd you do it?
Why'd you kill her?
It was her fault, you know that.
God gave me the power to read people, Franck.
Believe me, your wife wasn't reliable.
She would've been a problem.
I took care of her for you.
What'd you do with Amélie?
My little girl... What'd you do with her?
Where is she, Maurel?
Did you kill her too?
She's a sweet little girl. I like her a lot.
I'd never hurt her, Franck.
Not unless you try to find me.
So?
He wants Adrien when he returns from Corsica.
- He's after René Costa in Bastia. - Lucky him.
- Find anything in Anna's stuff? - Amélie's drawings.
Naive, but she shows potential.
And Anna's unsent love letters.
Standard issue.
"I know you did it because you love us"...
"It" being the robbery.
Why didn't she send her poetic missives?
So poets like you wouldn't read them?
Forget about it.
Doesn't sound like a woman out to betray her man.
What'd you get from Novick?
Insults my virgin ears had never heard.
He thinks Adrien and his lady planned it
and holed up with the loot. He gave addresses we already have.
Except this one.
"Pré-sur-Lamure"... where's that?
Their last hideout. A team is on the way.
Martin, go around.
What's this? Come see.
What the hell?
No thanks.
- Where are your reinforcements? - Coming.
They're on gendarme time.
Expect to find Adrien's loot?
If he didn't get here first.
What's he doing here?
Robert, why are you here?
- This isn't about your daughter. - How do you know?
Go home.
We could be in Corsica.
There's something here.
- Captain, come see! - Stay put.
Look.
Take him away.
Nobody touch anything.
- His daughter? - Yeah, Julie.
Disappeared 2 years ago. He hoped she'd run away.
Whoever did that is a monster.
One of Adrien's victims?
Adrien doesn't have the profile of a killer.
He's raising a mute daughter. His wife's letters
weren't written to a killer.
Profiles can be misleading. Didn't I teach you that?
We do have some clues.
He lived around here when Julie Pascaud disappeared.
The lab found his DNA on the map and the sweatshirt.
And that's not all.
What else?
There are 2 other maps. Remote mountain areas.
There could be more bodies.
Keep it under wraps for now.
If it's a serial killer, local detectives will be assigned.
We don't want that.
- We gotta catch him now. - Exactly.
Listen, Claire.
They don't teach this at the Academy,
but next time he's in close range, don't let him get away.
Get my meaning?
Loud and clear.
Goodbye.
I won't hurt you.
Adrien, what're you doing here?
You'll help me find Maurel.
Where are your guns?
I have no guns.
Don't fuck with me. Where are they?
- Over there. - Where?
In the closet.
Go on.
Before prison, he always lived in the region.
I met him 20 miles from here, 5 years ago.
I questioned him about a girl from Dijon who'd gone missing.
Sylvie Desmée. He'd been seen talking to her.
Something was fishy from the start.
He was smiling. But he asked too many questions.
He lied about his work schedule.
He tried to confuse me.
I sensed something behind it.
Something bad. I felt it.
The girl was never found.
No body, no evidence.
The years passed. Others went missing.
Striking resemblance.
Has to be a serial killer.
But cops can only investigate facts, not potential suspects.
You did anyway.
On the sly. Came up empty-handed at first.
He seemed clean as a whistle.
No record, worked at a mayor's office, well-liked...
But never far from where the girls were last seen.
Then 2 new bodies were found, a month apart.
I called in Maurel for the first one,
but his DNA didn't match, he was cleared.
For the second one,
he tricked us.
We had a sperm sample when he was brought in.
The next day, the sample was gone.
I was in charge, I took the blame.
Then Maurel filed a complaint against me for harassment.
I was dismissed.
I'm forbidden to live within 50 km of his domicile.
You're no longer a gendarme?
No.
I lied. I do my investigations in private now.
Shit.
I thought you could help me.
The girl I'm looking for is five.
She doesn't look like these girls.
Could he hurt her?
She's not his victim type.
But he could tire of his wife playing with her.
I've got a phone number.
An ex-gendarme must still have connections.
Want some?
Good, eh?
The newspaper?
You know him?
The gendarmes found
2 more bodies at the marked locations.
Sylvie Desmée and Karine Garcia. Both missing for years.
Definitely a serial killer.
Hello?
Ok, I'm on it.
Last night a truck driver dropped Adrien off in Luzon.
Come on.
Coming.
I'm here to see Bourgoin.
Caught a serial killer, Don Quixote?
Bourgoin here, Luzon headquarters.
I need to locate a suspect.
- It's me. - Find anything?
The line's been dead for 48 hours.
He only used it a dozen times.
The last time was in Pré-sur-Lamure, in Nièvre.
One of my old hideouts. What else?
Several calls from Alpes-Maritimes in Provence.
Whereabouts?
The computer says it was within 40 km of a village,
Chasseignes.
Maybe he lives there.
Maurel regularly took these pills called Xyrhex.
He'd get antsy if the nurse didn't bring them.
Is there a pharmacy there?
Why are there cops outside? Did you rat me out?
- No. - What's going on?
You took the gun?
- I couldn't leave it with you. - Fuck that!
I never should've trusted you!
How dare you!
Carrega?
- Spending weekends here? - Where's Bourgoin?
- Supervising the manhunt. - Manhunt?
The escaped fugitive. He was spotted nearby.
- He raped and killed at least 3 girls. - What?
One of them was Sylvie Desmée.
You must remember her.
I'll go help out.
You don't work here anymore, remember?
Let's check the hedges.
Bravo 2, we're in the hedges.
Roger.
Throw your guns over. Go on.
Hurry up!
Go on!
Lie down.
Stay down or I'll...
What? Strangle me like the others?
What are you talking about?
Sylvie Desmée, Karine Garcia, Julie Pascaud... ring any bells?
- What? - We found your DNA on the maps.
In your old hideout.
Bravo 2, pass me Captain Linné.
Son of a bitch.
He fucked you over too.
Just like he did me.
Stop right now!
Alert! The fugitive is in the hedgerows!
Stop him!
Get in!
There he is!
Stop!
You ok?
- They think you killed those girls. - I know.
Who do you think did?
Maurel. I've always known.
Chasseignes is 600 km from here.
There's a pharmacy.
Here's the address.
- Fuck, they've been alerted. - Hang on.
Pull over, you're badly hurt!
Jump!
Forget about me. He must be stopped!
Think of your daughter. Jump!
The injured man was flown to intensive care.
He's in critical condition.
It's bad. They thought he was nuts, but this is a shock.
I can't deal with that now.
Did we get Adrien? No. Our work is not done.
How'd he make Carrega run a roadblock?
He's persuasive, take it from me.
Brace yourself.
Nice show, Linné. Very expensive. But this isn't a parade.
He escaped you again.
- We need time. - Time has run out.
The gendarmes are furious.
Soon it'll leak that we let a killer get away.
- I take responsibility. - I'm taking over.
I want you out of the field. Do a little crime analysis.
- Chief... - Why didn't you gun him down?
- I'm not sure he killed those girls. - What?
He could've gunned me down but didn't.
Something doesn't add up.
Write me a report on feminine intuition.
I'll get Adrien in my sights,
and I won't miss.
Roadblock at intersection D981 and D18.
Roger, Delta 3.
Tango 3 to Authority: roadblock at intersection
with D981...
Blocking D18...
No trace of the suspect...
Suspect still on the run...
The car!
You asshole!
FOR RENT
Former Gendarme Meets Tragic End
Christine...
I've never been happier.
Neither have I.
Though I can't stop thinking about that guy.
His face is everywhere.
The police will get him before he gets us.
Look.
He's the most wanted man in France.
Come, I'll buy you a dress.
Here's a pretty one.
Like it? Want to try it on?
You look like a real princess.
You're so pretty.
Jean-Louis, isn't she pretty?
Jean-Louis?
No, Jean-Louis.
You have to help me, Christine.
I gave you the kid.
It's too risky.
Keeping the kid is too.
You saw her staring at the newspapers.
Demoted, no leads... What're you doing?
Trying to match Adrien's whereabouts with his alleged crimes.
Alleged?
You think someone's trying to frame him?
He thinks so. He said, "He fucked you over too."
Meaning who?
No idea. But I know he's hunting someone.
Will you help me?
Lucciani wants me with him.
Please.
Ok... no! I don't know.
You're a pain, Claire! Go back to Paris.
Excuse me!
Can you help us? We need a doctor.
A doctor...
Our daughter's sick.
A bad bellyache.
There's Dr. Berlot.
Down the road in Verneuil.
Keep going straight, then...
Would you mind showing us the way?
I need to get home.
It'll be quick, we'll take you right home after.
This time you can help.
Hello.
My wife is sick with worry. We'd appreciate it.
Alright.
Get in front, it'll be easier.
Here.
- I'll take your bag. - Thanks.
In my car, safety first!
This is so nice of you.
How old are you?
Sixteen.
That explains it.
Girls are still nice at that age.
Do you have a boyfriend?
No.
Turn right here.
I'd rather keep going.
You don't mind?
So... you must have a boyfriend.
Yeah.
What's it to you?
It's none of your business.
I want to get out.
- Relax. - What do you want?
Let me out!
Help!
What are you doing in my garden?
Hello, sir.
Hello.
I love you.
Think they'll let us do it again?
This came for you.
From your partner in Paris.
Thanks, I was expecting it.
That's him, alright.
He came to see Adrien in prison.
You mean...
They'd met before.
How'd you miss it?
It took forever to get the images.
Carrega used an alias when he went there.
- Olivier Desmée. - One of Adrien's victim's names.
Sylvie Desmée.
Carrega was obsessed with the case.
We teased him for it. He thought he knew the killer.
- Adrien? - No, some other guy.
What was his name?
We questioned him here. Damn, I forget.
Maurel.
That's it. Jean-Louis Maurel.
Don't mind the mess.
Needs work.
Careful.
Perfect for a family.
Reasonable rent.
Negotiable.
This will be removed.
- Got it? - Didn't the Holy Spirit demote you?
Claire, if he finds out...
Just give me the address.
Apparently Maurel rented a house near Chasseignes
two weeks after his release.
He pays with checks from a Swiss bank
in Lausanne.
Give me the address! It's a 4-hour drive.
You're not going alone?
Sorry I'm so late.
Hello.
You're Jean-Jacques...
I'll fire up the engine.
Who's hungry?
Like I told your colleagues, he's the one.
Did he really strangle those girls?
Hey boss...
This lady's daughter went missing yesterday.
A girl of 16.
You must find her.
- See you soon. - Our house next time.
It's a date.
Bye.
Take care.
Jean-Louis Maurel?
That's me.
Claire Linné, Fugitive Squad. Looking for Franck Adrien.
He's a bit of a bad memory for me.
Sorry to bother you so late. May I?
Of course.
This is my wife, Christine.
Good evening.
Sweetheart...
Daddy's here.
That's about all I know.
So he hasn't contacted you?
No.
If he did, I'd call the police.
As you probably know, I fell victim to a miscarriage of justice.
I have no desire to help a criminal.
Is it true what they say about Adrien?
We're still investigating, madam.
Look again.
It wasn't him in the supermarket?
I don't think so.
What's up?
I spoke to Alex.
Claire researched Adrien's cellmate, Jean-Louis Maurel.
Feminine intuition again.
- This Maurel lives nearby. - What?
She went there alone.
Call her.
Can't reach her, boss. Shall we?
Squad on the way to Chasseignes.
I wish I could be more help.
Call if anything comes up.
We Will.
I'm glad you're here, Franck.
I've missed you.
How do you like our little nest?
It's cozy.
We got it thanks to you.
I can never thank you enough.
You're truly my guardian angel.
He has Amélie.
He'll give her back, trust me.
You know Franck...
no one understands what I seek.
No one.
You're a sick man.
Anyway,
that's the past.
We're a family now.
All together.
Not in front of her!
Drop your weapon.
I said drop your weapon!
He's here, I've got him!
He came to kill us.
Don't move!
Jean-Louis!
Go get him, he took Amélie!
- What about the cop? - I'll handle her.
Stop here.
Continue without me.
Can you keep going on foot, Amélie?
Stay close to Daddy.
Come on.
Franck?
You ok?
Maurel...
Maurel!
Freeze! Drop your gun!
I've got the fugitive!
Look, down there!
Maurel!
Hang on, help is coming!
Franck!
It's over now, Amélie's safe.
You'll get extenuating circumstances, trust me.
I don't do trust.
Try it just this once.
Who fired?
Who the fuck fired?
It came from over there.
Hurry!
- Drop your weapon! - Don't move.
Hands over your head.
Easy.
Great, I'm on my way.
Good news.
- You ok? - Thanks.
They found Maurel.
Adrien must have drifted downstream.
You know Claire...
Forget about it.
Maurel's wife spilled the beans.
He was the rapist and murderer, not Adrien.
She confessed to 8 murders.
Without Adrien, there'd be more.
Go on, say it.
Say what?
I lack feminine intuition.
Thank you, Claire.
I aimed, for once.
Let's go.
She keeps to herself, but she's ok.
She's working better with the speech therapist now.
And she's always happy to see you.
You told me to let you know if she received any mail.
She got a letter a few days ago. I made a copy.
Sent from Morocco?
Just the drawing, no note?
No.
But she's been happier since she received it.
Any idea who sent it?
Daddy...
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