A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES
Flavius! Flavius!
VILLEFRANCHE - 57 BC
Flavius!
Savages...
How could they dump this treasure here?
-What are you doing? -We're keeping it.
And we'll head back to Rome, discreetly.
They could hang us for desertion!
Forget about the camp!
I have a wife...
and a little girl I haven't met yet!
You want her to live in the tanners' district
or in a palace?
Come on, let's go.
Come on!
It's not right, Domitius, it's not right.
That's two truckers now.
And the living room's a mess.
What was the killer looking for?
A treasure! He was looking for a treasure.
Cut the crap.
Check this out!
Acker and Bordier dug up the area where they found the skull.
We have footage of their digs.
There is no treasure! It was just kids being kids.
Oh yeah? What about this?
Kids being kids?
You know how much this hot tub costs?
No.
Well, I don't either.
But I'm sure they found something, and that's why they were killed.
There was nothing at Bordier's house.
Because he kept a low profile.
Hermann just called. Bordier got a house built.
He used a property investment company and paid in cash.
Well...
I even think...
the treasure could be right under our feet!
What are you gonna do?
He stewed in there all night long.
His wounds are similar to Bordier's,
but I still haven't figured what could've caused them.
What's with his pupils?
I don't know.
He could have popped a pill to relax in the tub.
-Can you run a toxicology test? -Yeah.
He's not improving...
What about you?
Feeling tired?
Yeah, I'm tired of telling everyone I'm fine.
I registered at the maternity ward this morning.
The first ultrasound's tomorrow...
I'm talking about your child!
I'm sick and tired of living with a ghost.
You can't spend all your time at the bar and the cemetery.
The grave's empty.
What are you talking about?
She's not there.
Stop.
She's not in her grave, because she's still...
in this fucking forest.
Stop it!
And it's my fault.
Marion was killed by a crazy woman
because of your dad's shady dealings.
This kid will never replace Marion,
but he needs you.
And I need you too.
Come to the ultrasound tomorrow.
You gotta take care of the living.
You don't look well today.
Thanks to the economic recovery,
Sabine has other guests now.
Loud guests...
She'll end up in travel guides.
About your truckers...
how could they find a treasure and nobody heard of it?
I don't think there is one.
Can't you be careful?
Sorry.
Okay...
There's something else to tell you.
Judge Rossi will hear Cora's statement.
She already gave it during the investigation.
What else do you need?
I think she withheld some information.
A witness saw her on a motorbike
with Roman Barthélémy on the night of August 10.
I checked her statement...
She said she stayed home all night.
I think that maybe...
If you have any hard evidence, I'll help you.
But leave her out of all this.
It's our only chance to find out what the Steiners are covering up.
The case could be dismissed.
It would put too much pressure on her.
It's out of the question.
Major.
I'm letting you know,
not asking for your permission.
-Do you have popcorn? -Yeah, hold on.
Bye.
I'm sure we'll find some clues in Acker's old reels.
Yeah, I'm listening.
I found something. The second trucker...
ingested a belladonna-based mixture before he died.
That's why his pupils were dilated.
So I analyzed the contents of the other guy's alimentary bolus,
and it also showed traces of belladonna,
but he died before it kicked in.
It's weird to find the same plant in both bodies, huh?
Do you think it's related to the sample you found this summer?
I don't know.
-Thanks. -See you later.
The kidnapper I'm after also seems to enjoy it.
I thought only druids used it.
Depending on how it was prepared,
belladonna could be used by druids to get into a trance,
or it could be used to make sacrifice victims more docile.
The murders would've been part of a sacrifice ritual?
It's possible.
In his works, Pliny mentioned the story of a legionary
who was imprisoned in Rome for deserting the army.
He thought he was one of the survivors from the centuria that had vanished.
That man was probably crazy,
but he did say...
he had looted a sanctuary in the middle of the forest.
A sacrificial site!
Can I have a look?
There is no proof of such a place...
The legionary's account doesn't make much sense.
He even mentions a monster.
But then I remembered...
your story about that young lady who'd been chained up.
It could be the same location.
I've been trying to find it for years...
I never did.
It doesn't mean it doesn't exist.
This is everything we know
about Celtic sacrificial practices.
We may find a clue that mentions this sanctuary.
I thought you were here for the books.
If we're looking for a Celticism buff,
he may have borrowed one of these before.
His name could be here somewhere.
I'll see if there are any other related books in the storeroom.
What are you doing here?
Nothing...
I found these volumes for you.
Great.
Cora?
-Hi. -Hi.
Wanna eat? I brought pizza.
Yeah.
Are you okay?
Yeah.
I don't understand why Siriani wants you to talk to the judge again.
I told him I disagreed with him.
I'm sorry.
Cora?
I didn't say everything.
-Did he upset you? -No.
You know you can talk to me, right?
I didn't lie.
They asked me a million questions,
you were at the hospital and... I dunno, I...
I didn't know how to tell them...
I was all alone.
I know.
What exactly did you tell them?
There were trucks...
and Steiner's men...
It was the middle of the night.
They were transporting...
drums of toxic waste.
Cora?
-It's a serious accusation. -I know.
If it's the only way to nail Steiner,
I don't want to pass it up.
Are you 100% sure?
That's the reason Marion's dead.
I want to go, Mom.
All right.
I'll go with you.
Okay.
Jonas, this is a bar.
He's sick.
He's gonna die.
He was poisoned.
Poisoned by his mother's milk.
I bet you're the father.
Come on, Jonas.
You should've taken him to the vet!
Hermann, get rid of him!
You don't want to understand...
Drop it.
All right.
You're home.
You're gonna go home, right?
You're gonna go to bed.
And don't you ever do that again, huh!
See what you did to my clothes?
I can't cope anymore.
My entire herd is dying.
I ain't making this up, goddammit.
Hermann, the earth is dying, and no one bats an eye.
Yeah, well, I'm sorry,
but you've also been using chlorate-based fertilizer, huh?
Did you suddenly grow a conscience?
Sorry about that... Come on, Jonas.
Go to bed.
You slept here?
For a good cause.
So, did you find that treasure?
No treasure yet...
But I did find something... that's really interesting.
Check this out.
On the last reel...
After a while, the other kids give up...
The only ones left are Acker et Bordier.
And this is where they found the skull.
Is that dude part of their gang?
Nope!
So I called Verbeck,
and the dude's name is Thibault Lombard.
He lived next door
and hated that they were digging near his property.
Lombard?
He has a record.
Insulting officers, assault... drug dealing.
He used to be a foundry worker.
But he lost his job when the factory closed.
His last job was working security for Sange's old factory.
He borrowed two books about Celtic sacrifices.
That's related how?
Leila found out that both truckers had ingested belladonna.
I talked to Verbeck yesterday,
and he says it could be part of an ancient sacrifice ritual,
like the display around Marion's body.
Hold on... You think he could be the Wood Man?
Lombard is the guy who kidnapped you?
I don't know.
You think I'm too far?
No. You know, I've recently learned...
to reassess my criteria...
Don't move! Are you okay, Laurène?
What's all this?
Okay, I make fake antiques,
but I never killed anybody.
Bordier and Acker came to me with...
the idea to sell this stuff online.
When did you start doing this?
When they got fired from the sawmill last year.
We bought the gear,
negotiated the certificates...
I make 'em, they sell 'em.
Their skull made it all more authentic.
4,000 euros for a trinket, damn...
Bordier was waiting for someone when he got jumped.
Was it you?
No.
He was meeting a buyer.
A collector who wanted to buy everything, but I don't know his name.
He set up the meeting on the website.
You can check.
Collec245...
His handle won't help us much.
Maybe he didn't like being swindled?
Try to track down his IP.
I'll talk to Verbeck. He might know some collectors.
Weren't you supposed to go to Cora's hearing?
She's with Siriani. I'll catch up later.
Thank you.
Let's see...
It's the right weight, the right pattern!
But... the patina is off.
Nice work.
But an expert would know it's a fake.
We're looking for a buyer.
There can't be that many collectors, huh?
We could check the specialized publications
and recent auctions.
That won't help me find the kidnapper.
He's not the type to set up a meeting with Bordier.
You no longer think he's the one who killed the truckers?
I don't know anymore...
Every time I feel I'm getting closer, he gets away...
Got it. The host sent us
the list of IPs that were used to access the site.
Oh, no! I thought I'd have time for a nap.
Here you go.
What is it?
Major, are you okay?
Collec245's IP is linked to a computer in Villefranche...
Damn, it comes from the library...
If I dosed it well,
the belladonna will help you relax.
However, if I got it wrong...
it's going to kill you.
He's not answering.
My mother's not here?
Don't worry, she'll be here soon...
So...
You're going to tell the judge what you saw.
I mean... It's now or never.
Cora Weiss, the judge is ready to hear you.
I saw drums... with chemical symbols on them.
The facility is only authorized to stock inert waste,
toxic waste is far more regulated.
We'll need evidence.
Roman took pictures of them.
Roman...
Roman Barthélemy?
I saw he was on probation...
Do you have the pictures?
Actually, some guy spotted us...
He hit Roman and destroyed his phone.
That's a shame.
And how did you get away from him?
The guy...
I know it's gonna sound crazy,
but he was grabbed...
by the forest.
What do you mean? From above?
No.
From the ground.
He disappeared through the trees...
I heard some growls...
He started screaming...
I see.
Well, we need to bring in the forest,
maybe it saw something.
We can't let it eat random people like that.
You don't believe me?
I swear...
And we also need to talk to the crows
that helped you in that bog, as you've claimed.
Stop it.
It's easy for you to say this here.
But where we live, it's gone to shit!
For fuck's sake...
So?
We're alone. As always.
Hey, old chap, I don't know how you operate,
but I need evidence to establish facts.
I can vouch for her.
If she saw toxic waste, it was there.
Look, old chap...
Stop calling me that!
I thought we got each other.
You're counting on your vendetta against the Steiners
to erase your mistakes.
You should go back to Villefranche, sir.
You're going to be there for a while.
Get out.
Killing two people and kidnapping a gendarme,
you've lost it.
Those two dolts tried to dupe me.
That's why I decided to kill them.
Go!
All this for a 2,000-year-old treasure.
It's history I'm interested in, not the treasure!
I lost everything to try to figure out why the Romans left.
Everything! I spent years...
rotting in that library.
There's a body somewhere,
something that would prove they were here!
What are you planning to do?
I'll keep looking, I've got nothing to lose.
You're just like me, huh?
You're also stuck with this obsession of yours.
You try to live a normal life, but...
it's been eating at you ever since you were kidnapped.
I know what it's like to look for something that doesn't exist.
The truckers devoted their lives to the treasure.
It's all in Pliny's writings...
It happened here, somewhere.
And it's also your story,
but unfortunately...
you'll never find out why.
Wait.
Hold on... I can help you.
I tried to figure out why the body had never been found.
I have an idea.
Take me with you.
You said it yourself: you got nothing to lose now!
The head could've moved away from the body.
Oh yeah? How so? It just flew away?
A stream.
It's the only river in the area.
Its bed could've moved over the millennia.
Show me the map.
There's a waterfall up there.
My leg...
It's broken...
Domitius!
Domitius! Don't leave me!
Domitius!
Don't try to delay the inevitable.
We're getting close.
Domitius!
My leg...
It's broken...
You've succeeded, now is the time to call it quits.
-You need to turn yourself in. -Oh no.
Never.
I need to figure out why the Romans left
and what scared them off.
I can't afford to stop now...
Hello?
Bertrand? It's me, Gaspard.
The judge just dismissed the case against your father.
It's over. We've won.
Hello?
-Bertrand? -Yeah, I heard you.
Can't talk now, I'm on my way...
to the maternity ward.
All right, call me back! Okay?
We'll fire up the barbecue to celebrate!
It'll be nice...
Hello?
-Are you okay? -Yes.
Is Bertrand here?
No, I haven't seen him.
That's your baby's heartbeat.
Just another beautiful day in Villefranche.
Lamb brains in my coffe this morning, and now...
I leave town for two minutes and your...
librarian impales himself on a gladius.
Come on.
They say he's gonna make it.
He's not a wimp, is he?
So he was right about the treasure, huh?
Should we all split it with Laurène?
I'm kidding. We all know it'll end up in some museum.
What about...
the Major?
It was a close call.
I wish I'd been with you for the hearing.
The case was dismissed.
I know.
I'm such an idiot.
I thought I just needed to tell the truth.
But I just fucked everything up.
It wasn't your fault.
I never should've left you alone.
I wanted all of it to be over,
so we could move on.
Gérald won't get away with it.
-Yeah, right... -Something will eventually stick.
Mom, you arrested half of the Children of Arduinna...
He won.
Give it some time.
I'm tired.
I'm going home.
I'll see you when I get back?
Okay.
You okay?
Yes.
You need to sign Jonas' ticket for public disturbance,
when he blew that lamb's brains out.
Hermann typed it out.
Come on, stop, it's over now.
Jonas Renck...
Did you know that...
my aunt's name is on one of these cards?
I know you're disappointed, but…
we'll find him. Don't you worry!
Jonas!
Jonas?
Leave me alone...
I just want to talk.
No, go away.
What's this?
What happened?
Who did this to you?
The one who controls the beasts and the seasons...
The one who makes the trees bleed...
He's coming back.
Subtitle translation by Thomas Isackson