- Hello, Commissioner. - All right?
Yeah, I'm OK.
I thought about your thing.
Sure you want to complain?
Commissioner, you know what they did to me?
They assaulted me.
Assault? Then you have to show your scars to a certified doctor.
- Got any scars? - Yes.
Where are they? I don't see them.
Want to touch?
LAKE BOUMANT 800 metres
Hi. All right?
- Did you sleep well? - Where were you last night?
Right here.
- Why? - I heard you leave.
You could have told me. I freak out on my own here.
I couldn't sleep. I went for a run.
- Did you sleep at the neighbour's? - What neighbour?
Your girlfriend. I saw how you were looking at her.
That's rubbish.
Is she why we came here?
- You know why we came here. - It wasn't for me.
OK.
He has trouble talking.
He's lovely, but a but shy.
He's wary of everything. Being with the horse calms him down.
Jeoffrey, can you come here a minute, please?
Do you remember Inspector Peeters?
He'd like to ask you a question.
Hello, Jeoffrey.
Have you ever seen this man at the Malausas' place?
Don't worry, Jeoffrey. You can talk.
You can trust him.
I need you to tell me, Jeoffrey. What happens in the barn?
Is that where they hit you?
You can talk, I'll protect you.
- Jeoffrey... - It's no good.
You can take the horse back.
I told you it was no use.
You can try again tonight if you want.
Here. Thank you.
You could have kept them a bit longer.
I hardly ever wear them. They're my spare pair.
- Do you know the chief well? - Geeraerts?
Yeah. What do you think of him?
- I owe him my job. - I see.
Without him I'd be in Brussels or Charleroi.
That's where they send young cops after school.
Some cops wait ten years to get a job at home.
Geeraerts got me posted here.
- He knew my father. - I see.
He's a very good cop.
He knows everyone, he's close to people.
He'll leave a big gap when he retires.
Thanks for the cow.
I'm not equipped for that. I'm a pathologist, not a vet.
Still, it's a change from the stiffs.
I emptied all four stomachs. Ten kilos of grass, amazing.
Ten kilos.
They were delighted at the lab.
- Are the results back? - Isopropanol poisoning.
- Isopropanol? - Isopropanol.
Used in industrial unblockers.
- Is it dangerous? - It's best not to drink it.
Meaning?
Meaning it's used to unclog pipes on big construction sites.
Imagine the effect on your oesophagus.
I guess so.
- How did the cow ingest it? - You're the investigator.
It doesn't grow in meadows.
Someone administered it.
Don't touch that!
- Who has access to this product? - Construction professionals.
Farmers?
Not my first thought, but if they're handymen, why not?
But small quantities of Isopropanol are found everywhere,
even in home sink unblockers.
But you wouldn't kill a cow with that.
There are two big firms in the region.
Granite here in Orbais, not too far away,
and a larger one, Daroust, in Bouillon.
We could start there. There might have been a robbery.
Yeah. Yeah, that's good. We'll do that.
You go to Bouillon, I'll go to Orbais.
- But... shouldn't we go together? - No.
We can't do both in a day. We'll save time.
We'll do as you said and meet at the office later.
- But... - What?
- Afraid you'll be mugged by a plumber? - No.
-Nothing. -Nothing?
-Remember what happened next? -No.
Everything went black.
-I must have fainted. -No, you didn't...
His memory loss, what do you think?
Hard to say for now. He's still post-traumatic.
He has reality lapses.
He mixes up the days, confuses dreams and reality.
- He forgets why he's here. - He's faking.
I feel it's too early to tell.
He's used to questioning. All his tests are negative.
- He's faking. It's obvious. - Did you see his blood test results?
He wasn't sleeping. He suffered a big emotional shock.
His memory loss could well be psychogenic.
He's taking you for a ride. You need to speed things up.
I don't think that's the solution. I'm gaining his trust.
And he's gaining yours.
He shouldn't be here. He should be in prison.
You asked me to get into his head.
If you want a quick result, ask someone else to do it.
Inspector, you know that without a confession we've got nothing on him.
Do you think he's faking?
If he is, he'll give himself away.
You have one week.
- You soon got yourself noticed. - What?
Didn't you see the guys in class? They were drooling.
- You're crazy. - No, I swear, real groupies.
This is the country. They think Christmas has come early.
- There are other pretty girls. - They're taken.
In a small village you can't hang around.
- How long have you been with your guy? - With Micka?
- It'll be two years in May. - I see.
- You got a guy? - Not really.
"Not really"? That's a Brussels answer.
It's complicated.
I asked my friend about the party tonight.
It's cool, but he wants to meet you first.
Meet me?
I told you, he's a bit special.
If it's too complicated, forget it.
No, it's not complicated. He's just a bit weird.
Just give him a nice smile and it'll be OK.
Plus, he likes blondes.
Heiderfeld FM on 88.9. And the next call comes from Josiane.
Go ahead, madam.
Good morning, Madam Mayor.
I'm 85 years old.
With your dam, my house will be flooded.
I have to move, but you don't move at 85, you die.
Is that what you want? Is it?
Mrs Fischer, your reaction?
Hello, madam, and thank you for your contribution.
I know it's not easy.
But I think we should try to put aside our emotions and move forward.
It's a complicated situation and we're seeking solutions to suit everybody.
Financial solutions?
Yes, partly.
Mrs Fischer, you do realise it's not just about money?
That's not the issue, really.
On my street there's a family.
The lady works part time, the man is unemployed.
They have two daughters aged seven and ten
and rent to pay.
Some months they struggle to make ends meet.
Besides producing green energy, this dam will create 50 full-time jobs.
This man has a real chance of finding work.
I understand people's confusion and panic.
But I have to look forward
and see the whole community, that's my role as mayor.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
And now we'll take another call.
Is anyone there?
Yes?
Hello, sir?
Are you there?
It's a very bad line, sir. What's your question?
No doubt the work of a prankster. Go to the break.
They couldn't trace the call. The number was withheld.
- You don't say. - Do you think it's the same guy?
Yes. He called yesterday when I was leaving Jean-Jean.
He was watching me.
- You saw him? - No.
He was hiding in the woods.
- You should call the cops. - No way.
I don't want him to know I'm scared.
- Are you sure? - We stick to the plan. OK?
- Mr Pera, sorry to keep you waiting. - The cops stopped my pollsters.
It's for the investigation. Just until Friday.
- Friday? You said the case was closed. - It is.
But that's where the body was found, so the road's blocked.
They still need to take samples from the crime scene.
I hope you know what you're doing, Mrs Fischer.
You have more to lose than me in all this.
Isopropanol.
March 23rd at 5pm.
Serge Willems.
"The night of the 16th I saw Robert Malausa's pick-up near my land.
"Someone standing in the back emptied a jerry can into the trough.
"The next day my grass was burnt
"and a few hours later I found a three-year-old heifer dead.
"Analyses revealed poisoning.
"The product found in its stomachs is the one that burned my land, etcetera."
- Sign here. - I never said that.
- You said that it was them. - I said I thought it was.
- Do you want us to find the culprit? - Yes.
Then don't worry. We're just speeding things up.
We'll keep you informed.
What are you doing here?
You lied. You said you were going to Orbais.
- I'm going. - Don't take me for a fool.
I know your little game.
- What the hell is this? - Wait...
I need it to get into the Malausas' place. I was going to tell you.
You're crazy!
I'm sure they're connected to Driss's death.
It's the only way to get into their barn.
The chief was right, you're nuts.
If we don't find anything, there's no harm done.
The warrant means there are no risks.
I need you to come with me.
Another Operation Berger? No, thanks.
- What's that? - I know all about your methods.
You don't know what you're talking about.
Jeff's innocent and you know it.
Having him in jail suits everyone.
If we do nothing, he'll get 30 years. You think that's OK?
Forget the code and trust your instincts.
That's what being a good cop is.
- I'm calling the chief. - Wait.
Wait.
Here's your chief.
- When did you take this? - Last night.
I need you on this one, Drummer.
Can I trust you?
That's his bike.
There he is.
The tall blond one near the bingo machine.
OK, good luck.
- You're not coming in? - I have to go.
Anyway, it's you he wants to see.
All right, see you tonight.
- What did Zoé tell you? - That there's a party at yours tonight.
Nothing else?
So what do you want?
I know exactly what you want. I'll give you a chance.
- There are rules in this group. - I know.
No, you don't.
Whatever that slut said, she's clueless. Is that clear?
You seem more mature. I think we'll get on well.
Yeah...
- What's your star sign? - Leo.
A carnivore! I knew it. You look wild.
First rule, I set the rules.
Second rule, there's a test to get in.
Third rule, there's no third rule. Just two rules. Is that clear?
- OK. - OK.
- Ready? - Yeah.
We'll do your test. Stand there.
- Show me your nips. - My what?
Your breasts.
You want to come to this party?
Hold on.
OK.
See you tonight.
It's Sunday, all the shops are closed,
you live in a lovely village deep in the Ardennes.
Come with me...
Think it'll work?
I think so.
I know Judge Renkin. She's flexible.
And with Willems' statement it shouldn't be a problem.
We'll get our warrant.
What happened on Operation Berger?
You went in without a warrant, right?
Operation Berger is a complicated story.
We were tailing a drugs gang.
We staked out their building.
We watched their movements.
They kept coming and going. It went on for weeks.
But tiredness caught up with us and we got careless.
They spotted our surveillance vehicle and then it was chaos.
They shot at us.
We didn't expect it and we panicked.
There was a school trip.
They took a kid hostage in the building.
We had to act fast.
I chose not to wait for back-up.
People talk about a fiasco
but we saved that kid.
I lost four men, but he was saved.
Did I make the right choice? I don't know.
I think about it every day.
Hello?
Good afternoon, Judge.
Stop! Stop! Wait!
Stop! What's going on? What are you doing?
- We have a search warrant. - Is this a joke?
Stay back. We have a warrant.
Is it because of Willems? We have nothing to do with it.
- Do you use Isopropanol on your farm? - No.
Really? That's odd because we found this at your place.
- Are you serious? - Open this door!
This is private property. You've no right to be here.
- Open this door. - Enough!
Get out of here.
Are you crazy?
You sons of bitches!
You'll regret this.
Bastards!
You're both dead! You'll be unemployed by Monday.
I forbid you to open it.
Don't go in there!
Boss, come and see this.
Peeters!
What's this detergent business?
And don't tell me...
The pathologist diagnosed Isopropanol poisoning.
- Are you kidding? - No. We found two cans there.
Release these people immediately.
I can hold them for 24 hours. I have a warrant.
Renkin gave you 24 hours for cows?
I know they're hiding something about Driss's death.
You're a shit-stirrer.
You've been here four days! Where do you think you are?
- This is none of your business. - Why were you there last night?
What?
I think you should let me talk to them.
Look, Peeters, I don't know what you think
but the Malausas had nothing to do with Driss's death.
They hide things, they throw sadomasochistic parties,
they sleep together, but that doesn't make them murderers.
It doesn't make them innocent either.
Look, I know them well. They had nothing to do with it.
You never really know people.
I want to see the commissioner. Fetch him.
The commissioner can't do anything for you.
Do you know Driss Assani?
No.
Where were you the night of the 14th?
- At home. - In your barn, I imagine.
That's some set-up you have in there. You won't get bored at the weekend.
Does it excite you to hit men who are tied up?
- It's none of your business. - On the contrary, it is my business.
My brother and...
We organise parties for consenting adults.
That's our absolute right, it's our private life.
That's good. Your private life is precisely what interests me.
Tell me about your parties.
What happens?
Who ties up whom?
Who insults whom?
Who hits whom?
Who pisses on whom?
- Inspector, please. - What?
That's not what you do?
- Piss on each other? - You've gone too far.
I know Driss worked for you and I know you shot him.
That's rubbish.
- You like fishing? - I want to see the commissioner.
I love it. There are some very good spots around here.
Do you know Lake Boumant?
I assume you recognise this weapon.
Driss worked for us.
He did odd jobs to earn some cash.
- Did he come to your parties? - No.
I invited him to take part several times.
Robert was excited about being dominated by a big black man.
Driss always refused...
until last week.
It's all there.
He wanted 1,000 euros.
That's much more than we usually pay.
He wanted to be paid up front.
It made Robert so happy.
He arrived around ten o'clock.
He was very tense.
He went to get changed in the toilet...
and ran away with our money.
Son of a bitch!
Let me go!
Robert went crazy.
He fired once before they stopped him.
It was dark. We didn't think he'd been hit.
It was only on Sunday that we heard he was dead.
He didn't mean to kill him. I swear it's true.
And then?
Then what did he do?
- Nothing. - He chased him, right?
No.
What about this?
And this? And this?
Did he do that to himself? Did he?
Was it between consenting adults?
It took the pathologist six hours to list all the wounds.
He was butchered. Your brother was like a beast.
- Robert didn't do it. - You know what this is called?
An act of barbarism.
We just shot at him, that's all. I swear.
Robert didn't hit him.
He didn't leave the house all night, I swear.
You're lying.
He wanted to chase him but we stopped him.
He was drunk. Incapable.
You can ask the regulars.
They'll confirm it. I can give you their names.
I swear, my brother never did that.
I knew nothing about it, Peeters, I swear.
In the village, parties like this...
We're talking about murder, Commissioner.
Yes, I know.
I know. All I wanted was to preserve their privacy.
There is no more privacy.
I want to know everything about this village. The most shameful secrets.
We'll dig up everything until we find who did this.
You can count on me.
This is a bit later, around 9:50pm.
- That's him. - Go back.
Pause it there. Can you zoom in?
- He looks frightened. - Stop.
- He had a bag. - What?
There. He had a bag. Where is it?
It may be in the Semois.
With 1,000 euros inside, the killer would have taken it.
- Anything else? - No.
They're the last images of him alive.
What is that? Is this live?
- Yes, it's the street right now. - Go to full screen.
The light there. Someone's in Driss's apartment.
Oh, yeah.
Wow, la bomba!
- Looking to pull? - Shut up.
You look great. Nice shoes.
They're too small. I shouldn't have worn them.
No, you should have. You look lovely.
I asked Matthieu to pick us up. Where's he got to?
- How did it go with Tim? - OK.
- What did he want? - Just to see my face.
Like I said, he's weird but he's not a bad guy.
Matthieu, where the hell are you?
We're freezing our tits off here.
You're the pits.
OK, we'll go without him.
- What's that idiot doing? - I'm coming.
- What is it? - Is someone in Driss's apartment?
The light's on, is someone there?
- No, no-one. - Can we take a look?
- Now? - Yes, now.
Wait here, I'll get the keys.
Out of the way.
- You licking pussy? - In your dreams.
Guess who just came by.
The sandman!
Stick out your tongue.
Go on!
Baby!
You'll see, it's fantastic.
What the hell is that?
Translation: Gill Parrott