A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES
[suspenseful music playing]
[groaning]
-[Assane] Are you okay, sir? -[man groans]
-Are you okay? -My briefcase over there, please.
Hey! Hey, help me! I need that briefcase back!
-Stop him! -Hey, you! Stop!
[dramatic music playing]
[man sighs]
[Assane] All good!
Finally let go of it.
[laughs] Oh, I can't thank you enough.
-Make sure nothing's missing. -Yes, you're right.
Uh…
No, no, it's all there.
-Thank you for everything. -You're welcome.
Well, have a nice day.
Have a good day, Lucas.
[Assane chuckles]
You do know you're taking a huge risk by bringing me in?
You realize that what's happening here could cost you your career?
Maybe that's not such a bad thing.
[Laugier] Phones aren't allowed.
-Just in case Albert calls me back. -Albert?
Fontan.
Minister of the Interior.
Friend of mine.
[Hubert chuckles]
Mr. Pellegrini,
you're here charged with fraud and perjury.
Hmm.
[Laugier] You're going to have to answer our questions.
Where's the necklace's insurance contract?
I recommend you tell us if you know anything.
I'm afraid I know nothing.
I've done nothing wrong.
[Laugier] After the necklace was stolen in 1995,
you received 118 million francs in insurance.
You recently tried to sell it for three times as much.
-A lot of money. -Uh, your point?
I don't decide prices when I sell art.
Besides, I gave the insurance money back.
This man,
recognize him?
Of course I do.
He was the one who stole the necklace, just like his father did. Diop.
Diop is his real name?
His name is Assane Diop.
We had him in Normandy.
He managed to escape.
And him?
You know him?
The question is simple. Do you know this man here? Yes or no?
I'm thinking. Do you mind?
[clears throat] I meet a lot of people.
He was arrested at a train station with a gun.
[Hubert sighs]
That weapon was purchased under a fake name
with an address in Paris, near Pigalle.
We found that your name was listed as the owner of that apartment.
So what? I own properties all over Paris.
I don't know my tenants' names.
This tenant used a fake name. Do you know why?
Maybe ask him.
We will.
We believe he may have tried to, uh, kidnap Diop's son in Normandy.
[Hubert chuckles]
[breathes deeply]
Tell me who that is.
How long have you known him?
I would advise you to answer our questions.
It'll be a lot easier for everyone.
[cell phone rings and vibrates]
Ah!
Yes, hello?
Thanks for calling back.
Yes.
Of course.
Here he is.
It's the Minister of the Interior for you.
[Laugier] Yes?
Yes, hello. Hello, sir.
Uh, thanks for calling.
The Minister says we don't have enough proof to keep Pellegrini in custody.
We gotta let him go.
That's abuse of power.
At least we have the name of the guy we've been looking for.
Assane Diop.
[children shouting in distance]
[birds singing]
[Juliette sighs]
-What's wrong? -My father's out of custody.
Not a big surprise.
He knows everyone.
-What did you make me do? -Hey, calm down.
It's all right.
He'll find whatever person talked to the police.
But you're not the one who talked to the police. Don't worry.
The cop your mother spoke to is a good guy. He won't say anything.
My father always gets whatever he wants. Even from good people.
-I should cancel the concert. -No.
You can't do that.
I don't want this to damage the foundation.
He'll suspect something if you cancel the concert.
He probably already knows.
Juliette,
this concert will raise a lot of money for kids who need it.
For the foundation, these children, their future. Are you gonna abandon them?
You can't let them down now.
If you do, your father wins.
-You're a good woman, Juliette. -Oh…
You are.
[cell phone vibrates]
-I'm sorry, but I have to take this call. -Okay.
[cell phone continues vibrating]
Hey.
It's all right. Okay?
-Yeah. -See you soon.
[Juliette sighs]
[Pascal] Fabienne Bériot was buried in Lille.
I called the morgue and pretended to be a relative
who wanted to pay for the funeral, but someone had already done it.
Funerals are never free.
Clearly, her dog didn't pay for it.
[Léonard chuckles]
I asked for the name of this person to say thank you.
-And they gave me his name. -Diop.
No. B.T.A. Férel.
It's a company based in a flea market. An antique dealer.
Benjamin Ferel.
-[cup clanks] -The guy specializes in gemstones.
Good. It's proof Diop isn't working alone.
Ferel probably sent the police after me.
-I think-- -Put him under surveillance.
If he really knows Diop, he'll lead us right to him.
-Perfect. Let's do that. -I'll get started on--
No, no, no, no. Léonard can handle it.
Leave Assane Diop to him. Just give him the information.
All right, get going.
[Pascal sighs]
Pascal…
He has a lot to atone for.
This seems like an ideal occasion.
What do you mean?
Shut the door.
[ominous music playing]
-[Assane] Hello? -[Benjamin] Get over here now.
What's going on?
I can't do this. He barks every time anyone says "Pellegrini."
-There it is. -Just stop saying his name.
I tried. He figured it out. The other day, all I had to do was think of Pellegrini.
-[barks softly] -Oh!
[Benjamin sighs loudly]
And he barked. This dog can read my mind. He's really scaring me.
Okay, I'll take him back. Come to my place.
[Benjamin] Thank you. [sighs]
You're going back to your dad.
Come on.
[indistinct chatter]
[J'accuse barks]
You have a child with Assane.
Raoul. Right?
Yes.
-So, you know where he lives then? -No.
Your son's father and you don't know where he lives?
Listen, it…
Assane can be kind of, um, discreet, you know?
Do you see him regularly?
[Claire chuckles]
"Regularly" isn't something he knows a lot about.
Let's start with you wiping that smirk off your face, okay?
This is a police station. We're not here to play around.
-Who were the guys outside your building? -What guys?
Waiting for your son. They told me to take him to the Hyatt.
What did they look like?
[Guédira sighs]
Like undercover cops.
So, maybe they were undercover cops. Did you check?
[Guédira] Are you serious? Of course I checked.
None of my colleagues were sent to your building for surveillance.
Listen, they…
[Guédira] Who were the men outside your building?
Sir, I would really love to help, but I… I… I don't have anything else to tell you.
These last few days have been really difficult.
I'm just happy to have my son back and that's all.
We'll put a few guys outside your building in case Assane comes back.
If you want, but I think you're wasting your time.
Assane won't be back.
I don't want him near my son.
[distant horn blares]
Yeah. It's a dope place. I found some old editions of Lupin stories.
-You want any? -I like The Blonde Lady.
Oh, yeah, I love that one. What else?
Oh, I don't know. The Jewish Lamp?
That's a great one. The confrontation between Sholmès and Lupin is awesome.
Yeah, it's good.
You okay, Raoul?
Yeah, I'm fine, but I just feel like it's never gonna end.
Things are getting better, son. It's almost finished, I promise.
-But that's what you always say. -[chuckles] I do not.
You sound just like your mother. Did she tell you to say that?
That's how I really feel.
I have to go. See you.
Love you.
[birds singing]
[Assane chuckles]
[Benjamin sighs]
-[Assane] Come on, J'accuse! -Go on!
[Assane] Come here!
-[J'accuse barks] -[Assane laughs]
J'accuse!
-See how happy he is to see me? -Not as happy as I am.
-[Assane] All good, J'accuse? -[door buzzes]
You two don't get along? How could you not love him?
I told her she couldn't cancel the concert.
-The kids' future depends on it. -So, you made her feel guilty?
No, no, no. It's the truth.
Taking down Pellegrini doesn't mean preventing Juliette doing a good thing.
[sighs] I'm leaving.
[Assane] See you.
-Pellegrini, Pellegrini! -[barks]
Right, good luck.
-[barking] -[Assane laughs]
[needle scratches]
["Reach Out I'll Be There" playing]
[J'accuse whines]
♪ Now if you feel that you can't go on ♪
♪ Because all of your hope is gone ♪
♪ And your life is filled With much confusion ♪
♪ Until happiness is just an illusion ♪
♪ And your world around Is crumblin' down ♪
♪ Darlin', reach out ♪
♪ Come on, girl, reach on out for me ♪
♪ Reach out, reach out for me ♪
♪ I'll be there ♪
♪ With a love that will shelter you ♪
♪ I'll be there ♪
♪ With a love that will see you through ♪
♪ When you feel lost And about to give up ♪
♪ 'Cause your best Just ain't good enough ♪
♪ And you feel the world has grown cold ♪
♪ And you're drifting out All on your own ♪
♪ And you need a hand to hold ♪
♪ Darlin', reach out ♪
♪ Come on, girl, reach out for me ♪
♪ Reach out, reach out for me… ♪
[Léonard groans]
♪ I'll be there ♪
♪ To love and comfort you ♪
♪ And I'll… ♪
[snap]
♪ …be there ♪
♪ To cherish and care for you… ♪
[Pascal grunts]
♪ I'll be there ♪
♪ With a love that will see you through ♪
♪ I'll be there… ♪
[music stops]
[faint creaking]
[water running]
[Assane breathes deeply]
[J'accuse whimpers]
Hmm?
♪ To always see you through ♪
♪ I'll be there ♪
♪ To love and comfort you ♪
♪ I can tell the way… ♪
Hello? I think there's a fight going on in an apartment at 12, Trudaine Avenue.
It sounds violent. You should send someone.
The apartment's owner is named Diop. Assane Diop.
Thank you.
[phone rings]
Hello?
Yeah.
Let me write that down.
♪ Darlin', reach out… ♪
[cell phone dings]
♪ Reach out for me ♪
♪ Reach out… ♪
IT'S DONE.
♪ I'll be there ♪
♪ To give you all the love you need… ♪
Thank you.
Yes, we have an address for Diop! Apartment 12, Trudaine Avenue!
♪ To give you all the love you need… ♪
[Laugier] Belkacem! What's the address?
♪ I'll be there… ♪
Dinner time!
♪ To give you all the love you need And I'll be there… ♪
J'accuse?
♪ To give you all the love you need… ♪
[J'accuse growls]
-♪ And I'll be there… ♪ -[sighs]
[J'accuse barks and growls]
Yeah, it's not good.
[sirens wailing]
[sighs] No…
-Come on. -[whimpers and barks]
[sirens wailing]
[tires screech]
[police shouting]
[suspenseful music playing]
-[man] Un devant. -[Belkacem] I'll take the stairs.
[newsreader] Let's return to the main story of tonight
about a man found murdered in an apartment in the heart of Paris.
Police are looking for witnesses…
[Marc] Claire!
…so they can locate the owner of the apartment.
The principal suspect…
[Marc] Claire!
…in this grim affair is this man…
Yeah? What's going on?
[Marc] Look!
…Queen's necklace a few months ago.
The suspect has been identified.
According to the police, his name is Assane Diop.
An emergency number has been created
for any person who has information on this fugitive.
Police are dedicated to finding this man as soon as possible,
the most wanted man in France this evening.
[Juliette sighs]
[soft music playing]
Uh, Assane, call me when you get this, please.
[police radio chatter]
[camera shutter clicks]
He's the guy we arrested in Le Havre and let go.
The one we were gonna question.
Yeah.
Diop got him first, I guess. Look what I found.
From the Louvre.
Look at him.
Like a kid.
Laugier.
[Laugier] I'll be back.
[Belkacem] Do some work, Guédira.
-Leave us alone. -[man] Yes, sir.
-And, uh, please, close the door. -[man] Of course.
How did we even find this place?
By chance. Uh, somebody called to report a fight. Probably a neighbor.
Looks like he left in a pretty big hurry.
Good work, Laugier.
Laugier, this is a sensitive case.
I don't want people hearing about it,
so, I'd like us to restrict, um… entry to the evidence in this case.
So, from now on, only you and I will have access.
-Understood? -Of course, Commissioner.
Let me know once you've put this in a secure location.
[Benjamin chuckles softly]
[cell phone rings and vibrates]
I'm warning you, I'm not taking him back.
-[Assane] Did you hear? -What?
You need to leave the store.
They know who we are. Get all your things and get out.
[suspenseful music playing]
[Benjamin panting]
Okay…
[Benjamin sighs]
[cell phone rings]
Okay…
[Assane] Where are you now?
Uh, I… I don't know. I'm… I'm walking.
-[Assane] Sure you're not being followed? -Don't think so.
[Assane] Someone followed you when you came to my place, so make sure.
Oh, shit, yeah. There's a guy behind me.
I mean, I… I'm not sure.
[Assane] Okay. Don't turn around.
Most important, be discreet. Keep your cool.
-Don't run. -Fuck!
[Assane] Don't panic.
Is there somewhere you can sit?
Yeah, a bus stop.
[Assane] Perfect. Go there.
-Are you sitting? -[sighs] Yes.
-[Assane] Is he gone? -Uh, no.
-[Assane] Is he sitting next to you? -Yeah!
-[Assane] Can he hear what you're saying? -That's right.
[Assane] Okay, listen. Yesterday, a guy was murdered in my place.
Chances are that guy's the killer.
You might be his next target, but don't worry.
He won't do anything here.
Oh, reassuring.
[Assane] Is a bus coming?
[bell rings]
[Benjamin] Yes.
[Assane] You're gonna get on it.
Okay.
[Assane] When you get up, the guy's gonna do the same.
-But he's gonna let you get on first. -Okay.
Hello.
[Assane] When you get on, walk to the back.
And right before the bus leaves and the doors close,
get off.
[exhales] Okay.
[Benjamin breathing heavily]
[Assane] Right now!
[Benjamin panting]
All good.
I'm out.
[breathing heavily]
He's gone.
-Hey… -Oh!
Oh, shit! Oh!
-So, what now? -What now?
We disappear.
SUBWAY
Come on. Skip one step, skip two steps, skip again.
[distant conversation]
-Enjoy the tour. -[man] Thank you.
-Goodbye now. -[man] Bye.
-[woman] Hello. -Two student tickets.
Shouldn't you two be in school now?
No. We're here for our history project.
It's on the Catacombs.
Hmm. Yeah, sure.
Well, all right, you will need a map.
Oh, so many tunnels!
I know. These are the ones the public has access to.
-There's even more than that? -Let me show you something.
Here, a cataphile drew this map a few years ago.
These are the tunnels that everyone has access to
which are on your map.
This version has hidden tunnels the specialist mapped out,
but it's never been explored.
They say it's unstable and it could fall on you.
Hmm… Can we borrow this for our project?
Uh… Okay. But you need to bring it back. Promise?
Of course, madam.
And don't go down there. It's dangerous.
-Promise we won't. -Of course we won't.
-All right. Enjoy! -[Assane] Thank you.
-Have a nice day. -Have a nice day.
Bring it back here, okay?
Hello.
Two tickets?
[suspenseful music playing]
MURDER AND ROBBERY IN FRANCE
PORTRAIT OF A PUBLIC ENEMY
THIEF, MURDERER, MASTER OF ESCAPE
[indistinct background chatter]
[Belkacem] What's wrong?
ELUSIVE
You spent so much time trying to tell us Diop was the real-life Arsène Lupin.
And now that we agree with you, you're suddenly depressed.
See, that's the problem. I'm not sure that I'm right.
I'm not really sure now if this guy is Arsène Lupin.
Of course he is. It's obvious.
The guy's obsessed with him. He has all the books, costumes.
He commits the same crimes. He's just missing the top hat and monocle.
[chuckles] Now you know all about Arsène Lupin? What's going on?
I'm being serious, Guédira. You were right about this the whole time.
[sighs] But if you were really an expert on it, you would know that.
-The guy we're looking for can't be Lupin. -What makes you say that?
Lupin doesn't kill.
He's a gentleman burglar.
Maybe in the books, Guédira.
The book Lupin may not be a murderer, but Diop…
Well, Diop could be.
[reporter] Finally, the hunt for Assane Diop is still ongoing.
-In spite of the resources... -I'm not sure.
FRENCH GANGSTER
[reporter] Despite police efforts, Diop continues to evade them.
For the past two days, the narrative of the manhunt for Assane Diop
has been keeping France on the edge of a seat.
Detectives are hoping to bring…
[reporter's voice fades]
[Assane] Oh!
Excuse me.
-[beeping] -[Benjamin] At least we're safe here.
Where did you get the phone? Did you steal it from that guy?
Not very subtle. You don't have the passcode.
[Assane] Well, the guy was around 50, so that means 1970, possibly 1971.
Or maybe it's 1969…
-Boom! Check it out. -Are you serious?
-[Assane laughs] -That's ridiculous.
We deserve some good luck today.
[distant banging]
[cell phone buzzes]
B.T.A. FÉREL, ANTIQUE DEALER. DIOP'S ACCOMPLICE.
[Dumont clears throat]
[suspenseful music playing]
We're looking for the phone number linked to Diop's address,
checking his bank account, anything he bought online.
Something that could help find him.
[Dumont] Laugier!
Good work. Keep it up.
-Mm-hm? -Has the evidence been secured?
-All good. -Perfect. I have this for you.
It's a store in the flea market. We suspect Diop was fencing goods there.
Okay, I'm on it.
We need to verify an address. Belkacem, with me. Guédira, stay here.
-What? -I need you here.
But…
[Belkacem] Definitely Diop's accomplice.
So, where is he? There's got to be a clue in all this junk.
-Let's get this to the lab. -No problem.
Thanks.
[Laugier] Old sneakers, a hair dryer.
[scoffs] There's nothing here.
I think I got something.
[siren wailing]
[tires screech]
This way.
[suspenseful music playing]
-[beeping] -There's a code. Come on, we need a code.
[beeping]
-Shit! -[Laugier] Come on!
ASSANE DIOP: THIEF, MURDERER AND MASTER OF ESCAPE
[Benjamin slurps]
[Benjamin swallows]
-What are you doing? -I'm commenting on the news.
Are you kidding? We should be leaving Paris!
-I'm wanted for murder. -Exactly!
Running is admitting I'm guilty.
And I'm not guilty.
I was framed like my father.
Our plan for the Châtelet will prove I'm innocent.
We didn't do this for nothing, Ben. We're ready.
All we have to do is stay here until the show.
Fine, even if I tried to convince you,
you'd end up doing whatever you want, like always.
-Damn straight. -[Benjamin] Hmm.
We're looking for 12.
[suspenseful music playing]
Would you calm down?
Stop drinking so much coffee.
It makes you nervous.
[Benjamin sighs]
[distant bang]
[Belkacem] What do we do?
-[door bangs] -[Belkacem] It's locked.
[Benjamin breathing heavily]
[distant bang]
ARSÈNE LUPIN VERSUS HERLOCK SHOLMÈS
[footsteps]
All good?
-What's that? -Arsène Lupin.
My dad gave it to me.
Aren't you a little old for that stuff?
No.
What's it about?
Depends on the book.
Okay, so, what's the one you're reading?
The Blonde Lady.
It's about an escape.
Police! Nobody move!
What the fuck is this?
That's it?
Well, thanks to the blonde lady,
Lupin has the building plans, so, he's always one step ahead.
[Belkacem] It's still warm, boss.
They must have just left.
Shit! Where'd they go?
And every time you think he's gonna get caught, he manages to escape.
Same thing for his friends.
In fact, wherever he is…
he always gets away.
[Laugier sighs loudly] What the hell is this?
[Belkacem gasps softly]
Sounds pretty good. I should give it a read.
[distant wind whistling]
[Belkacem breathing heavily]
[distant clatter]
NEW ARTICLE ABOUT ASSANE DIOP
THIEF, MURDERER AND MASTER OF ESCAPE
[Guédira sighs]
[Guédira tapping keyboard]
GANIMARD ONE MINUTE AGO
[Guédira chuckles softly]
What are you trying to tell me?
[mysterious music playing]
The lamp.
Lamp…
The lamp, Jewish… The Jewish Lamp!
THE JEWISH LAMP
[Guédira chuckles softly]
[Guédira taps keyboard]
The Jewish Lamp, The Jewish Lamp.
Okay…
Oh, shit.
[Belkacem] Do some work, Guédira.
Thank you.
[suspenseful music playing]
[water running]
What the fuck is this?
[Belkacem sighs]
[whispering] Boss!
What do we do?
We go down.
[sighs] All right.
Come on, Belkacem.
[Belkacem sighs]
[Laugier] Come on.
[loud crunch]
[Belkacem gasps]
[Belkacem breathing heavily]
Oh, no.
Oh, shit!
Boss!
Come on. There's somebody over there.
[man talking in distance]
A wall surrounding Les Innocents collapsed, spilling corpses.
That year, Paris transferred the remains of more than six million people…
Police! Nobody move!
Excuse me. Have you seen a man pass through?
Tall, Black, short cropped hair, probably armed?
[chuckles] What? Do you mean Assane Diop?
-Are we close to Denfert-Rochereau? -Yeah. Yeah, yeah.
All units, we need backup near the Catacombs in the 14th district.
Call reception. No one comes down here.
-Okay. -[Belkacem] The Catacombs!
Uh, stop people entering.
We're not letting people in. Assane Diop is reportedly inside the tunnels.
The Catacombs are closed. Nobody else goes in.
Move along. We're closed. No more tours!
The Catacombs are closed to the public.
Ladies and gentlemen, go home. Clear the area. This is an emergency.
[indistinct chatter]
[dramatic music playing]
-This isn't it. -Are you sure?
-We've been walking a while. -I'm sure. Come on.
-[loud clank] -Oh, fuck!
Hey, Belkacem, come on.
[distant rumbling]
[Benjamin] Did you hear that? We gotta hurry.
[Assane] Hurry! They're getting close.
Look familiar?
Yeah. Good work.
[siren wailing]
[tires screech]
It's here.
-Okay… -All right.
[Benjamin grunts]
Come on now.
All right.
Hurry!
[Assane panting]
[Benjamin panting]
[Assane] Oh, that's so cool!
We're here.
[siren wailing]
[tires screech]
-[man] On descend. -[woman] Okay.
-You all right? -Yeah.
We're halfway there.
[Laugier] This way. Come on!
[Assane panting]
[Benjamin] That's so cool. It took us pretty far.
[Assane] Come on.
-Here. -It might be useful one day.
Let's go.
[Benjamin sighs]
-[Benjamin breathes heavily] -Ben.
For the blonde lady.
-[siren wailing] -[indistinct chatter]
[Benjamin exhales deeply]
[distant chatter]
For you, madam.
As promised.
Thanks again.
What is this?
[woman gasps]
[key rattles in lock]
[whispering] Shit!
[Guédira panting softly]
Yes!
To the origin of the world, Courbet.
Money.
-[Hubert laughs] -[knock at door]
[Hubert] Yes?
Sir?
Ah, Dumont.
[exhales]
[Dumont sighs]
Uh, can we speak in private?
We're all friends here.
Right?
Come in. Have a seat.
[Dumont sighs]
Sit down.
[Dumont clears throat]
All right, tell me.
Well, we gathered all of Assane Diop's stuff.
All evidence that could lead back to us is in a secure location.
-We just have to destroy it. -Good.
[whispering] Okay.
[Guédira breathes deeply]
What is this?
There…
[Guédira panting]
Oh, shit.
I, uh, also made sure that we had dropped any charges that were held against you.
Well, that sounds perfect, Dumont.
Absolutely perfect.
[Hubert laughs]
Huh?
You still need to be careful, sir.
My men are asking a lot of questions.
They've been getting closer.
[Hubert] Hmm…
[Hubert breathes deeply]
[Guédira panting]
What is this?
Relax, Dumont.
The only thing you need to do is attend the concert,
and in 24 hours, you'll be almost as rich as I am.
Savor it.
The money is on its way.
It's the beginning of a new life.
[dramatic music playing]
No way.
You were planning to write a novel, right? He wants to write a novel.
[Hubert chuckles]
Well, there you go. You can quit your job and go write.
Yeah.
You deserve it, Dumont.
[Dumont chuckles softly]
[Benjamin] I thought we were gonna get caught this time.
[Assane] And yet here we are.
We did it, Ben.
[Benjamin] Yeah.
In 1911, the Châtelet put on the first stage play of Arsène Lupin.
Oh, yeah?
And tomorrow, it's our turn.
It'll be our last show.
And Pellegrini will be finished.
[mysterious music playing]