Alpha Team.
Observer in position.
House, 300 metres.
All quiet.
Descending west side.
No movement. We're moving in.
Target at 100m.
Bravo, close in.
At target.
Bravo here.
Ready.
Go!
Allahu akbar!
Go!
Go, go!
Grenade!
French Army! Stay calm!
Negative target.
French Army!
Hostage secured.
Safe and sound. We have her.
Under fire!
Protect hostage.
Go! Go!
Shit!
We've lost connection.
SPIN
BETRAYALS
Yes.
They're in Lebanon.
At least 3 terrorists killed.
All of ours safe.
Well done, you two.
Congratulate your men for me.
I will, Mr President.
Intelligence will have Mrs Vremler back home
later today.
Perfect.
Thank you.
This remains
secret at all levels.
- The Home Office Minister? - No.
No way.
Hello. Annie Vaneck, Intelligence.
We're going to do a few tests. Are you OK?
No.
Try to stay focused, please.
I'd like to see you try.
There are fewer women.
No.
That's her.
You're sure?
Aïcha. Her real name is Jennifer.
Exactly. Jennifer Voisin,
left for Syria 2 years ago.
Did she talk about her return to France?
Yes.
How did she seem?
Happy, almost fanatical, and determined.
Did she say what she'd do here?
- She didn't tell me her plans. - But you talked to her.
She hates us and everything we represent.
Did you see him?
Yes. He was 1 of my guards.
He executed
the German hostage.
He was her husband: Amine Sassi, 24.
He died in the raid.
We'll take a break.
Mum. Mum!
Are you OK?
I'm glad to see you two.
You took your time.
Mrs Vremler. Please.
- My new prison guard. - We'll wait.
The Prime Minister and Home Office Minister.
We've rescued Apolline Vremler from ISIS.
She's alive.
And safe in Paris.
You'll resign.
For medical reasons. We'll announce it later today.
Not very constitutional.
You force me to form a new government
3 weeks after the last.
You've undermined our actions
and you've damaged the integrity of the Republic.
Can we discuss the statement's wording,
why I'm leaving?
No.
The tiniest slip-up
and it's the High Court
and public shame.
Mr President.
Élisabeth M. I'm still alive. How about you?
I must go back to Miami tomorrow. Sorry.
Apart from toothache and a fine, Mum's safe now.
Clémence I miss you so much
Yes. It's me.
I miss you too.
Where are you?
I was too far away, too lonely.
Stand in my shoes.
6 months isn't long.
I won't make it.
I can't bear this any longer.
I need to be with you. The baby does, too.
Alain, this is your child in here.
It needs you, needs to hear your voice.
It's complicated right now.
It'll get worse.
Why don't we tell the truth?
People
will be excited to know you're going to be a father.
It may even be good for you, for your image,
for the campaign.
Why not make our relationship official?
A wedding and a baby always make people happy.
The Élysée is up shit creek with Parodi's pregnancy.
Marjorie's down in the polls.
Deleuvre's still in my way for the primaries.
He still has
a lot of support.
He thinks he can win from his armchair.
Well,
we'll tip him over.
It won't be easy. He won't let it happen.
You'll have to be good.
I am good.
But that's not enough.
We must find something else to destroy him for good.
How about those compromising photos ages ago?
Never published.
But they exist?
Imagine our good Catholic, family-oriented voters discover
that this good family man, sweet grandpa and loving husband
is, in fact, as queer as a coot?
He might lose a few points.
The opposition wouldn't go there.
That was years ago.
It could backfire badly on the sender.
We're not irreproachable.
If we want to win, we must oust him in the primaries.
Time is short.
It's the most radical way.
But not the classiest.
Do you want the Élysée?
The latest polls put you slightly ahead of Carrère.
That must upset her pretty little ego.
She'll start getting busy now.
You need extra votes to fall back on.
Militant Catholics, great provincial families
support you far more than her.
They dislike
the chaos the far-Right might cause.
What she loses, she may gain from Morlaix's voters.
If the primaries are open to far-Right voters,
she'll win.
They don't vote in primaries. Her haughtiness
doesn't help her.
So, it might turn out to be our big night.
You'll be President.
We're celebrating Timothée's birthday.
Louise would like you to be there.
Favourite grandson?
To the house, please.
Mr Gérard Voisin?
Yes.
Intelligence.
Is my daughter OK?
She's alive. Can we come in?
Er... yes.
I'll start recording.
Sit next to your husband.
Your daughter's back in France.
Tell us,
where might she stay? Who were her friends?
Where did she like to go?
We really need to find her.
Her last phone call was 6 months ago.
It lasted 30 seconds:
she said she was happy, we didn't need to worry...
She'd never come back
and was sorry we lived among infidels.
"Infidels" is her word.
You knew she was married?
She married a Tunisian jihadist.
He's just been killed on the Lebanese border.
Did you know she's now called Aïcha?
How did you know she converted?
She didn't say. We guessed that...
she was changing.
She no longer saw her friends.
She'd lock herself in her room.
She was on Facebook.
She never said she'd joined IS?
We only realised the day we got a letter from Turkey.
She said she'd converted to Islam
and was off to save Syrian Muslims.
This has happened to others too.
You think she'll come here?
No way of knowing.
I'd like to see her room, please.
Through there.
The hideout address: in the GPS.
Park in the street. Then get rid of the SIM.
Allah be with you.
We've bugged the kitchen and their bedroom.
The phones are tapped.
We'll do the rest and the car tonight.
Stay on them. Another team will take over tonight.
Thanks for coming but I know the way.
If I decide to kill the President, I'll warn you.
More humiliation?
I'm dragged here like an enemy!
I need to talk to you.
You weren't about.
You should've sent a lion tamer
with a whip. That would've been fun.
I appreciate the circus now.
I want a divorce.
The expectant mother wants a photo, eh?
Holding her baby on the steps.
You'll need to get re-elected.
We can't carry on this lie. It's not like me.
Really? You should've been a comedian.
Don't make things harder than they are.
This was inevitable.
In fact, why not?
Excellent idea.
I can escape this palace of woe, forget it exists.
We'll do it after the election.
Ah no!
Stuff your strategy!
We divorce now!
It'd be very complicated, politically.
- Now! - Be reasonable!
Act like a man!
Wait just a few weeks!
She's turned you into her teddy bear!
We announce our divorce now.
Please don't make a public statement.
I hope you'll be very happy!
I love this city.
I want to sit outside a café,
have a coffee and a huge, buttery croissant
and just watch people go by.
I dreamt about it.
Little things like that kept me going.
The bedding's over there.
I'm sure you've already tried it.
Take your time. I'm just here for my things.
- I'm sorry. - You, "sorry"?
You look anything but sorry.
You're delighted. You've got what you wanted.
Enjoy it.
You're wrong.
I've always really admired you.
I know that I can never take your place.
Nor do I want to.
And now I'm a saint, am I?
Will you be sprinkling holy water around?
Or are you looking for a good spot
for the cot?
I can't help you there.
He never wanted to hurt you.
But he's so happy to have this child.
It's a chance for him.
Stop talking nonsense!
I don't know any woman
who gets pregnant by accident.
You wanted him from the start!
I understand your jealousy.
I'm not jealous, I'm sad.
And angry.
Angry that I didn't see you coming
with your sweet airs of devotion and kindness.
You're a social climber,
an ordinary little woman.
You can have him.
You've made his life hell for years.
Look at you, you're sick.
You love no one.
How could anyone love you back?
Choose him some less ridiculous ties than the ones
he wears for you.
And watch his socks.
Lionel is sure I'll win the primaries.
He knows the party better than anyone.
I hate these primaries.
It's like a beauty contest. It's pitiful.
What matters is the win.
You've never been in such a good position.
I hate competing against that pest. She'll do anything.
How can a social climber aspire to lead France?
She's no match for you. You're our champion.
You really think so?
I've always believed in you.
I'm proud of you. I'll always be here.
As will Lionel, of course.
Will he be long?
He's preparing his speech for the Medef meeting.
But he has so many speech writers!
I prepared the meeting.
We've given you all the notes.
He likes to write the speeches.
It doesn't always work.
Type this up, please. Size 16.
Yes, Mr President.
People won't
swallow the Palissy news.
He'll confirm it himself.
It'll look odd.
Here's a distraction: I'm getting divorced.
Seriously?
Yes. I've lied enough.
We'll make it official: the affair,
the baby. You can sugar-coat it.
We said we'd keep quiet.
My wife's announcing our divorce.
- It'll destroy our strategy. - I'm sick of lying, cheating!
I'm sick of Élisabeth!
Do you understand?
You decided to lie.
I made a mistake.
I was wrong.
Yes. I'm here.
- Hello. - Thanks for seeing me.
This is my hideout.
Kelner gave me the keys.
I feel like I'm 17 and I've just run away.
What were you like at 17?
Not serious at all.
More often in cinemas and museums than school.
Have a seat.
Too early for Sancerre, eh?
Tea?
Tea can't hurt.
Sit down.
How are you?
I don't know whether I want to die, get revenge,
disappear or really hurt Alain.
I can't stand this power farce.
I still need you.
You or him?
Neither of us. France.
Alain can make you believe anything.
God will recognise his own.
Marianne Joly still faces a long prison term.
Only you can help her get out.
Your attitude touched the public.
She only has you.
What can I do?
Kelner intervened, the case has stalled.
- You know that. - Yes, but...
Who else can get what they want from the President?
You're suggesting blackmail.
No. An exchange.
You wait 2 months to announce the divorce.
Keep acting as 1st Lady.
You're obsessed.
I couldn't open my mouth without wanting to scream.
Your image'll be enough. No need to say anything.
I'll sort it.
No need to live at the Élysée. Just pretend.
In return, the President
settles the dispute: Marianne is released.
He needs you.
I have my doubts.
Who will it help most?
- Marianne. - You believe in yourself.
Yes. And in you.
Forget tea...
It's time for a drink.
Alain's very lucky to have you.
I'm not so sure.
I spoke to your wife.
Lucky you.
She's agreed to postpone the divorce.
In return for?
You talk to the Emir of Sorfah
to secure Marianne Joly's release:
no shabby justice.
What do I give them?
The military partnership they want.
They'll be glad to be on equal terms with the Saudis.
Are you getting into geopolitics now?
I'm trying to save your presidency and candidacy.
The polls are bad. Your image is damaged.
Palissy's resignation will be tricky.
We really need Élisabeth.
Thank you.
It'll be hard for me to give them what I refused.
That's politics. Both sides have interests.
You're getting cynical.
I'm learning.
Convincing your wife
was hard. You've really hurt her.
Securing Marianne's release will give her purpose.
The partnership was always going to happen, anyway.
- You're late, sir. - Tell them I'm coming.
Is she that upset?
Obviously.
Marianne's release and her homecoming
will garner you public support.
It'll also distract people from Palissy's resignation.
OK. Get the ball rolling.
He'll be a bit late.
I'll sign
whatever my wife wants. But I won't see her.
Ah, Simon...
Simon...
Thanks for all you're doing.
I know I sorely test you,
but I count on you.
And you can.
Ah, Beaugendre.
I haven't much time.
No food for me?
I didn't know you wanted any.
I'm resigning.
It'll be announced in 2 days.
And?
I'm free.
I can back your candidacy, as will my supporters.
They hate the plan to dissolve the Senate.
Is that all you can offer?
A few sissy MPs who only care
about their Senate lunches?
Last week, they were all going to vote for Marjorie's bill.
People never do as they say.
Typical you!
I knew about your sacking.
Why has Marjorie sacked you?
Policy disagreements.
He's on edge. He knows he'll lose.
- He's lost his nerve. - Do you think I'm stupid?
Marjorie is a smart, fine politician.
He's fired you for a reason.
You were useful to me as PM.
Sacked, you're worth nothing. Nobody'll join you.
Do a good job
on your handover speech tomorrow.
OK?
It'll be entertaining.
What's so urgent?
No idea.
Yeah, yeah...
I assure you, Hélène. No idea.
No smoking, ma'am.
Why did I vote for that ban!
The President will see you.
About time.
Thanks for freeing up time.
Did I have a choice?
Teetotal, are you?
There's a fine Japanese whisky.
- Thanks for thinking of me. - That, we were!
I want you to replace Palissy.
He has resigned.
It'll be announced tomorrow.
Fuck...
Seriously?
- Can I think about it? - No.
Only you can hold the fort till the elections.
We're in the shit.
- And Palissy? - Health problems.
Think I'm a fool?
Did he leak the affair?
He was the man in charge of your security.
You'll be sworn in right after.
Bataille will propose
some cabinet members.
We'll pick new people.
OK. I want to pick a chief of staff for each ministry.
I want Richard, my assistant,
and Julia, Party Secretary.
Given the situation,
I'll need people I trust around me.
I'm OK with that.
We need someone sound to steady the ship.
It'll be a rough ride up to the elections.
Are you still keen on that troublesome bill?
He has something better.
People don't want these little deals.
Neither do I.
We'll propose something else.
We've got an idea.
A referendum?
You're nuts!
Not really.
Kapita will show you the polls.
The people are in favour of institutional change.
Too many officials, poor representation.
That'll get one hell of a response!
Your head'll be on the block.
You really want it chopped off!
You're nuts.
- We'll be goners. - Scared of risks?
I hate referendums.
20 years, I've been an MP.
The voice of the people
is parliament.
The Swiss like referendums!
Our referendums always become plebiscites:
for or against.
De Gaulle came a cropper in '69.
Hélène, a good scrap to finish off my term,
why not, eh?
You know me too well!
Doing nothing is far more risky.
France has stood still for 30 years:
let's get it moving.
We'll act, regain control
and nail Beaugendre too.
How about that?
He's starting to know me well too.
Two Down!
Yes?
Heard the radio? Palissy's resigned.
Yes. Punch and Judy at the Élysée. Do you know any more?
Nothing yet. Maybe he really is ill.
The way he stuffs himself,
he must have high cholesterol.
I'll know more this evening.
It's very bad for Marjorie and great for you.
Your home-loving ways will be tested:
I'll arrange meetings with regional lodges.
They support you.
If you come with me,
I may feel a little less homesick.
Separate rooms and pyjamas firmly buttoned up.
Be friendly at the meeting.
- I've arrived. - It'll annoy Carrère.
Count on me. See you in a bit.
OK. Is everyone here?
Let's begin.
For the primaries, do we all agree on the 10th December?
Is that a yes?
Perfect.
Nominations still remain open, but I think
the situation is clear.
Now, will we have a TV debate?
If so, which channel will we use?
I...
I think the agenda no longer concerns me.
I'm withdrawing.
A good decision, Philippe.
This is extremely damaging.
Hello, everyone!
Thank you.
- Congratulations. - Thank you.
I'm really glad it's you.
Managed to make it? I'm flattered.
- Congratulations. - Thank you.
You're here?
I'm still a member of the cabinet.
I admire you.
I'm surprised too.
Are you upset the primaries are so near?
No, I'm fine. More so than you, I'm sure.
I see that Alain's half an hour late again:
it just shows how much he respects his party.
You're too impatient:
never good in politics, poppet.
Right. It's good to see you.
Good morning, everyone.
Philippe, I...
I'm devastated.
We've had some great years together.
Hold onto that.
So despicable!
The ugliness of the world
is never far away.
You won't let them get away with it?
What are you going to do?
Nothing.
What can I do with people like that?
You can't stop now. Politics is your whole life.
Making a fuss leads nowhere.
I'm finished.
It had to happen one day.
I can't believe it.
We should stop seeing each other for a while.
You'll see me as responsible for your downfall.
That would be unbearable.
It'd destroy us.
We need to take a step back.
Louise can do some gardening in the countryside.
She loves it.
Take care.
I'm 10 points ahead in the polls.
Two re-shuffles in 1 month:
people think you've lost control.
The scandals from your private life have shocked the people.
On behalf of the Party and our values,
I ask you not to run in the primaries.
I'm not the first President
to have a stormy love life.
Made public.
But that's not the issue.
I wanted institutional reform
to get France moving again.
You opposed it. I've had a think.
When politicians agree on inaction,
it's up to the people to take control and decide.
So I've decided to consult the people directly.
I'm proposing a referendum on this bill. To happen ASAP.
You didn't ask me.
So we don't get a say? This is an abuse of power.
It's in the Constitution. It's my privilege as President.
If the people reject my reform,
I won't stand for election.
It's a ploy to distract voters,
sham democracy.
The PM will send you the dates
so you can prepare. This is a big battle for the country.
Hélène.
- Good morning, everyone! - Good morning.
I have good news for you.
Your editors will be pleased.
The real reason Palissy resigned?
Centrists
are tricky cases to diagnose.
Is this a crisis?
Beaugendre, Palissy. 2 changes in 3 weeks.
Can we no longer trust politicians at all?
That's exactly why I'm here.
The President realises people are confused
and wants to ask their opinion.
He's offering the people of France a referendum
on institutional modernisation,
new parliamentary representation.
And the primaries?
No longer relevant.
What if people refuse?
The President knows the stakes.
Will he go if he loses?
The fishing season starts very soon,
I believe.
We'll give you a precise statement later.
Is this to distract us from Parodi?
Wouldn't that be a bit over the top?
Will Mrs Sacco do both jobs?
Two men have done it, so why not a woman?
Have some lemonade.
Simon! Please!
Palissy's resignation is killing them.
I want you to find out the real reason.
His referendum's a real gambit.
It distracts from Parodi and the re-shuffles.
It's a great move.
A referendum always goes for or against whoever calls it.
I'd be surprised if he wins, given his ratings.
Marjorie's sinking fast.
I'll soon be President.
I never thought you could
stoop as low as your dogsbody here.
You'll reek forever after.
- Have you lost your mind? - Cut the act.
You should've taken care.
I never strike below the belt:
I've always stuck to that.
There's a line of decency and respect
that I never cross.
You have. In the most abject way.
You're finished.
I'll get the Party nomination.
That's what pisses you off.
You think you've won, but you've lost.
Your vileness will drag you down. You'll never recover.
Go away and stop moralising.
Don't use words you don't understand.
Jennifer Voisin. Now known as Aïcha.
The journalist identified her.
She was caught on CCTV
at Istanbul Airport and at a train station here.
She's hiding in Paris.
What's she up to?
We intercepted a message,
but there were no details of any plans.
Accomplices?
All potential contacts are being watched 24/7.
- Something'll appear. - The President knows?
Same as you. And we keep him informed throughout the day.
Find her.
Don't give this mad fanatic a chance to act.
Apolline Vremler
She should be dead.
What happened?
Those French Army dogs got her out
Your husband Amine has been martyred
May Allah be with you on your mission.
Subtitles: Eclair Media