Tell. - Found an hour ago.
We don't know anything else yet. -Hello, fancy a strawberry fritter?
Morgane, how many times do I have to say that?
I prefer them with apricot.
It squirts out.
Shit.
What are you still doing here? -I didn't hear my alarm clock.
Am I not the only one who hasn't woken up?
What are you doing? - Argue with my bread.
Is the power off? - Of course the power is off.
Well done.
Thai, Vietnamese or Korean tonight?
Do you think I save myself with chopsticks? -Of course.
Good day. Call if you need anything. -Yes of course. Bye, Commander.
You look bad. You're not sick are you?
No, I slept badly. By a dream. Well, a nightmare.
What kind of nightmare?
I do not know anymore. Something with food. Well, tell me.
Alex Viniali, 46, divorced, real estate agent.
The youth team found his body in the locker room.
Do we know what he was doing here? -He played soccer on Tuesday night.
According to his team, he would close.
Listen. We've been a little casual at a crime scene lately.
Not anymore. All gloves, no food and no babies. Over there?
Who had an interest in Viniali's death?
The perpetrator is still missing, but one thing is certain: the football stinks.
What is that? - Morgane's daughter.
Yes, but what is she doing here? -She's doing an internship.
She's walking with us this week. I told you that 10 days ago.
Théa, come film the trainer. Really a piece.
I don't know if she would have told you that.
Are you okay, Commander? -Just checking something.
Working.
Smashed wall bone.
He was punched and then banged his head against something hard. That clothes hook.
Do you want to keep ten meters away? -Then I don't see anything.
Exactly.
Time of death? - 10:48 PM.
That is very precise. - Look at his wrist.
Smartwatch with heart rate monitor.
How does that work? - Just give.
What are you doing? - Gloves.
I already have overshoes. - Gilles, gloves.
I do it with my nails, look.
Aha.
Wet towel. He had showered.
You are not at the sauna. - Hold on, Karadec.
Upon which?
Over there. Look.
Those are your victim's buttocks...
and these are the hands of his conquest.
Just like in 'Titanic', remember? That scene in the car.
Good. Suppose sex happened here, who's to say the victim was?
His smart watch.
Half an hour before his death, his heart is racing, as if during an effort. Here.
At 10:14 p.m. Within 30 seconds, his heart rate goes from 70 to 95.
Predict.
The excitement builds slowly.
And at 10:25 PM it gets serious.
His heart is racing: 110,112,115,120.
He gives everything again. 123.125. And 10:32 pm:
Orgasm.
And who says he wasn't just playing sports?
According to his watch, he didn't take a step.
Those things aren't right. I had given my mother one.
Every Thursday she has a sky-high heart rate.
So what does she do on Thursday? -Not much. She's just at home.
And that kid from the supermarket brings her groceries.
I have some.
'For Josepha'. - Who is that?
The victim has a 17-year-old son.
He reported his father missing this morning. We're going to him.
Sure, yo. Have a nice time...
Stop that thing. -Why? Do you have something to hide?
He slept badly because of a dream.
What kind of dream? - He has nightmares.
What kind of nightmares? - He doesn't remember.
Definitely something erotic. - No.
How do you know if you don't remember?
Look, he's blushing.
Not at all. It was a nightmare.
My followers say it was something erotic.
Followers? Are you filming live?
Karadec is hot Karadec is hot
hot under his clothes
Karadec is hot Karadec is hot
hot under his clothes
Is that necessary?
This is the police, not daycare.
You stop that thing and you stop eating in my car.
And since when do we share my private life?
I'm very sorry for you.
Hélène and I are here for you, you know.
I am his godfather. He called that his dad hadn't come home.
Did you find that out when you woke up?
Yes. He often drank a beer after training.
I wasn't immediately concerned.
Your father was a real estate agent?
Do you know if he had any enemies? At work or elsewhere?
No, it's not a wrangler. I would be surprised.
I understand.
Does the first name Josepha mean anything to you?
No? - No, who is that?
A lead we're tracking.
Say, I'd like a cup of coffee. -I'll take care of it.
You are quite at home in this kitchen. -That's right.
His mother ran off when he was five. Without leaving an address.
Alex had a hard time then.
My wife and I then came to help him with Hugo.
Did she never show up again? - No.
But then Alex recovered. He was a super dad to Hugo.
Handsome guy does. Was it successful with the ladies?
No, he only had one priority: His son.
He had just met someone.
Josepha? - He never introduced her.
He didn't want to go too fast for Hugo either.
How is the little one doing now?
He has no one.
I can catch him.
For this work you have to bite your teeth, you have to take initiative and persevere.
You see the worst of humanity every day. Then you must be strong.
Mentally and physically, Théa, this profession is really not for everyone.
Wait a minute, this is annoying. There's something under my lens.
Do you have lenses? - No.
Then you're lucky. So I said: Mentally and physically...
Are you no longer filming? - It's almost empty.
I do have a charger in the car. -Does not have to.
You're in Mr Viniali's place.
He probably won't mind. -Law enforcement. You are?
Law enforcement? There's nothing serious, right?
Yes, he is dead.
Death?
How come, dead? - Watch the cake.
Do you mind if I record this?
Your name is Myriam Versant?
And you are the manager of the clothing store opposite the brokerage?
That's how we met.
He came to buy a shirt.
I immediately saw that he had size L.
But he insisted on XL.
He did that to have to trade so we would see each other again.
And then we saw each other a few more times and then it got serious.
Did his son know about your relationship with Alex?
He wanted to introduce me, but he didn't know how Hugo would react.
He was waiting for a good moment. - Soon?
We wanted...
Marry.
Do you know if anyone was after Alex and wanted to kill him?
Take your time. - Yes.
I know Alex was involved in some shady business.
How so?
I've seen him come back a few times with blood on his face.
As if he had been beaten up.
I begged him for an explanation, but he wouldn't say anything.
Myriam's cake looks delicious. Gilles?
Yummy.
But ham? - Sexual.
And chocolate? - Sexual.
So everything is sexual in dreams? -Everything. Everything is sexual.
I sometimes dream about my police exam. That it's tomorrow and I haven't learned.
Fear of failure, fear of innocence: Hypersexual.
Say, did those white suits actually find anything in that shower room?
That is true. No nothing. Yummy pie, Morgane.
Go out and about. - Sure.
Oh dear. Be right back.
If you come up with anything else, give me a call. Does not matter what.
Slip of boxer? - Pardon?
Your sweetheart Alex. Was he the slip or boxer type?
Rihanna or Beyonce? Was he carrying left or right? Scrambled or fried eggs?
Say it. - No, she can't.
They weren't together. Why else did she bake him a cake...
while he couldn't tolerate gluten?
So?
We weren't together...
but he would soon find out that we were made for each other.
I'm keeping her here because she has no alibi.
Daphne, do you have more about her? - A charge.
From someone she stalked. She was diagnosed with an erotomaniac.
Is that like nymphomaniac? -No, more of a romantic delusion.
She meets a nice man and is sure that he likes her too.
That could take months.
And how does something like this usually end?
She may become suicidal or violent out of disappointment.
Then it could be that our victim ran into the famous Josepha...
and that Myriam got that. -And then things can go wrong quickly.
She feels cheated and molests Viniali. -Do you know more about Josepha?
She is not in his contacts and the next of kin do not know that name.
He did a lot with Hugo, especially football stuff.
Then you meet few women. - So keep looking.
Do you hear that?
I do not hear anything.
Silence.
No Alvaro.
Eliott, your mother is here. - I'm coming.
Won't you come in? - No, we have to go.
Did it go well? - Yes fine.
Chloé has some trouble with vegetables, but she can't help it.
Eliott, are you coming now? - I'm coming.
So again tomorrow at half past eight? - Of course.
Say, your son's itching on his head.
Doesn't he have lice? That's how they got them from friends.
Eliott isn't that big with boyfriends.
Right. Right.
On the other hand, that doesn't surprise me.
How so? - He's a little weird.
Always in his own bubble, no contact at all.
That's how he is when he's bored.
Don't be so mad, I'm saying it for him. Has he been to a speech therapist?
I'll find another solution for tomorrow. Eliott, I'll be waiting in the car.
Bye, sweetheart. - Bye, Mom.
At home it's Gaspard before and Gaspard after all the time.
Wouldn't it be nice to spend a day with his best friend?
I don't know Charlotte. -No, Eliot. That doesn't mean anything to you?
Mrs Nivard, with Morgane Alvaro. - Morgane who?
Nice, isn't it, what company?
Hi, Melo, it's Morgane. Everything good?
How long has it been? Four years? - Seven.
With Mrs. Alvaro. Can... Thank you.
This number is not in service. -Can I have your mom? Oh, she's not here.
Ludo, with me.
It's nothing to scare you, but Eliott isn't feeling very well.
Maybe he'll recover from a day with his father.
Nice try, the emo blackmail. Are you having a hard time?
Yes, I'm in trouble. -I know you, don't I? But it is good.
Chloe too? - Of course. The more souls...
Awesome. I owe you. Thank you.
Your erotomaniac was at home that evening and called several people.
So if he didn't have an accomplice, it wasn't her. are you filming me?
Yes, the light is on.
She didn't kill Alex. And which was also true:
Alex has been stitched up a few times in the emergency room.
And Bonnemain has seen more old injuries at the autopsy.
I hate seeing myself on screen. Don't you want to film me?
Morgane, your daughter.
Not at all, Thea. Not so irritating.
So Alex Viniali was in trouble. Do you already know more about his work?
Yes, nothing weird. - And Josepha?
There are 17 in the region. I called them. Not one knows our victim.
Alvaro, do you have any ideas?
Maybe it's an anagram? Shuffle the letters and you get...
Hep in Soy.
I can't make more of it. -So not a genius idea from Alvaro.
It's not a woman's name.
Josepha is not the name of a woman but of an industrial estate.
One of my followers comes by every day.
I told you not to share any of the research on the internet.
Come on, Daphné.
There is indeed an industrial area Josepha. 50 km west of Lille.
An industrial estate as a motive? - I've got some.
A video on YouTube. 'Mats on Josepha'.
Five days old. - Let me see.
Mats on Josepha
Totally disturbed.
There, that black and white coat.
The same coat as our victim the day of his death.
He. That's Alex Viniali.
What is this? - Fighting football supporters.
Dan is Alex Viniali...
A hooligan.
These are two groups of FC Lille supporters, the Red Dogs and the Vikings.
They're for the same club, but fighting each other?
Football is a good excuse. They met at Josepha five days ago.
Also the victim. -Yes, Viniali was a member of the Red Dogs.
And he didn't hold back. Watch.
The one with the black and white coat is Viniali.
Bohemian.
Boy. - They meet through social media...
and meet briefly but violently. Two, three minutes.
Once a group gains the upper hand, they stop.
That guy on the floor that Viniali is having fun with...
is known as a hooligan. Frederic Van Haert. He's from the Vikings.
He was in the hospital for three days and came out the day before the murder.
Do you know where he is?
Come on. popping. hop.
Alvaro?
No, the other.
-And?
Is Frédéric Van Haert around? - Yes, in the back.
Fred, it's for you.
Research, Commander Karadec.
And they? - My advisor and her daughter.
I want to talk to you about Josepha.
We have footage of you taking part in a street fight.
That's between consenting adults. What's the problem?
Disruption of public order. Your dates are illegal.
Are you sure you imitate 'Fight Club'? -There are rules. We are not savages.
As? - No minors or women.
To go down is to stop and fight with fists.
That iron bar wasn't exactly sporty.
Those Dogs are disrespectful bastards. -Shut up, Jean-Marc.
You were beaten up by Alex Viniali. Do you know?
He was murdered the day before last night.
The day after you got out of the hospital. Can you explain that?
I have nothing to do with that.
Why didn't you file a report? -We keep the police out of it.
What were you doing the day before last night? -Watch TV at home.
Only? - Yes.
Hey Jean-Marc, can you run the garage on your own when your boss is in jail?
How so? - I know the commander.
If he has a suspect, he won't let go.
The Vikings have nothing to do with that.
Your boss is beaten by Viniali and no one is going to avenge him?
You are relaxed types. How do you do that? meditate? To knit? Interesting.
A few wanted to avenge Fred. But the leader of the Dogs came to Fred.
He would deal with Viniali. Because the Dogs solved such a thing among themselves.
They would get the job done. -The job? What does that mean?
Normal banishment and a good beating, but maybe... I don't know.
And who is that, the boss of the Red Dogs?
The leader of the Dogs is Big Daddy. Colleagues say he's a tough guy.
And smart. He has never been identified. -You don't have more?
Not yet, but I put Daphné on it.
We'll see where the Dogs meet. They must have a place somewhere.
And Frederic Van Haert? -I want to keep an eye on him.
He has no alibi. We look further at the Dogs, but he remains suspicious.
Are you sure that is necessary?
Oh, alright.
What is it?
Well, since you ask about it:
The chief wants grades from me. That arrangement with Morgane was a test.
For three months. - Some sort of trial period?
And? - The chief wants to see numbers.
As? - Cost-benefit. That's what it comes down to.
It is tax money.
And when will we hear that?
He will let you know at the end of the month whether the arrangement will be continued.
I have to go to him now.
End of the month.
Say, do you want to be alone with my mother, that you don't want me around?
What?
I also have my files.
You look at her all the time. - What nonsense.
What about the rules about relationships at work at your place?
How old are you again? - 15.
There are no rules.
And your mother interests me as much as curling.
Do you already have enough for your internship report? - Yes, I understand the methods of power.
Well. - We do everything and they watch.
You get it.
You are kidding me. Say...
We have nice police.
Think a little about the planet.
Do something. You are going home. - How so?
I'll be right there. Are you going to relieve Ludo? - Do I have to be careful again?
I am in an internship. Think about my future. -Stop.
No, I don't have time to drop you off. Take the bus. I'll be right there.
Hi guys.
Don't mind me at all.
Have a beer.
Do you like football? What's your club?
FC Lille of course. Are there more than that?
A real fan? - Pretty, yes.
I have a Dog tattoo and I won't tell you where.
We, we.
Did you want to challenge me? Bring it on.
But if you're wrong, you have to drink. -And if I win, you pay.
Two shots.
An easy one to start with.
How often champion? - Easy.
Four times?
Wrong. Three times.
Wait. You count '46, '54 and 2011.
Yes, but hey. Also in 1933. Back then they were still called Olympique Lillois.
Now I. He is now a right striker. But what was Victor Coresco first?
He was defender.
And the winner is: That cute red one.
We have a new mascot. Welcome to the Red Dogs.
What do I actually have to do to become a real Dog?
You come to the stadium in our colors and you sing.
Red Dogs the club is in our hearts
show your teeth Red Dogs Red Dogs
Be a bit of a supporter, okay. But how do I become a real Dog?
A real dog.
Do not laugh. I can fight.
That's not happening. No women.
How about an exception? What is your leader's number?
Big Daddy? I wouldn't disturb that. - How so?
It's not really the easiest.
Is it about me?
I know you right?
I am his godfather. - Their leader is Big Daddy.
Suckers, are you talking to the police?
Come along.
No, I feel like I'm interrupting. -You know what we do with cops?
I'll be back. I still have to go to the store. It really doesn't matter.
Help. - Alvaro?
Karadec, here. Here I am.
Here. - Here I am. Are you OK?
Top. - Not injured?
Just get me out.
Can I put on some gloves? - Of course.
Stop. Get me out.
Come on.
You are my hero, Karadec. Help me.
Just lean on me.
No, I don't want to.
Good gracious.
Yes, that's how it works. hop.
Are you OK? - Yes.
I know who Big Daddy is.
Cyril Prigent, Hugo's godfather?
He's in the car.
With handcuffs.
Cyril Prigent alias Big Daddy.
During the week, manager and brawler at the weekend.
My colleagues will be happy that the legend finally has a name.
You take care of things at the Dogs, right?
A witness says you visited Fred the night before the murder.
And that you promised him to deal with Viniali personally.
Do you remember that conversation?
Of course not.
But how can you molest Viniali in the evening and be the sweet godfather in the morning?
I didn't kill him. - What about Van Haert?
I said that to calm him down. I would never touch Alex.
It wasn't him who beat up Fred.
I see?
Who was it then?
His son.
Hugo.
Was it illegal for minors?
Hugo had stolen his father's clothes.
I couldn't see it because of that hood.
I didn't realize it was him until later.
Hugo will come to the station in the morning.
Is there mayo on yours?
That kid was lying hard and hitting someone in the hospital.
Oh no? No mayo.
Suppose his father discovered that Hugo had pretended to be him on Josepha.
A little arguing, okay. But then you wouldn't kill your father, would you?
I'm going crazy with those guys. This is the third time already. They will hear that too.
Are you listening? - Yes.
Well? - You don't kill your father for that.
And you actually have a lot. Ready. See you tomorrow, Karadec.
Are you leaving already? - I have kids, don't I?
Did you stay?
Yes, Chloé couldn't sleep.
Don't you warm that up? - Do not feel like.
Yummy. Did you make it? - Of course.
You've improved since we've been together.
Just about the holidays. What if I take Thea with us too?
Would she like that? - Is there Wi-Fi?
Crazy.
Thank you. - Of course.
How was your date the other day?
Wasn't that weird with the kids? - Well no.
It was fun.
Very nice even. She's a pediatrician. We hit it off with Eliott.
Awesome.
I can not tomorrow. I have to take driving tests.
Okay?
All right, I'm going. Kiss. - Kiss.
We hit it off with Eliott. She's a pediatrician.
Do you want to see my internship film?
Thea, come on. I'm still sleeping.
Come on.
Let's see then. Oh dear.
I'm Thea and I'm taking you with me
for a study on sex and violence among hooligans.
Catchy text.
Weren't those images confidential?
Wait. Back a bit.
Look. How crazy. It's like Hugo isn't attacking that man in front of him...
but walks around him to the man behind it. Like he's his target.
There, look.
Is he going straight for Frédéric van Haert?
Yes, but why?
Perhaps Frédéric and Alex had had problems before...
and his son wanted to avenge him. - Not bad.
So what do we do now?
Ask Hugo? - No, the police would.
Hugo has already been interrogated and remained silent. He won't just suddenly start talking. But...
We know another person who knows everything about the victim.
Mythomaniac Myriam.
Are you okay, honey?
Hi Hi.
Bye, Mimi. Listen, I'm not kidding.
You're crazy, grinding, rascal. But you can make up for that.
Since you've been stalking Alex for weeks, you can help us find his killer.
No, Mimi. Hey, take heart. Repack.
You can do it. Wait. Here. Blow your nose here.
Come on. Stay strong. You can do it.
I'll do anything for my Alex. - Great.
Do you know him?
Mom, look. Does he look good on me? -Careful with that. That's felt.
Yes. Put that back immediately. -And him? Do you know him?
Nice little shop for Henri. This is nice for a present.
A home?
Although, slightly above my price range.
I've seen that shirt before.
I immediately saw that he had size L, but he insisted on XL.
Those are your victim's buttocks and the hands of his conquest.
Your godfather says you took your father's clothes.
Why did you pretend to be your father in that fight?
I wanted to show that I was not afraid.
Above all, I wanted Cyril to be proud of me.
Is your father okay with that?
He said the Dogs were family...
and that he wouldn't forbid me.
You're hiding something, Hugo.
But I'll figure that out. -Say, I discovered something.
Alvaro, not all three.
Théa's internship goes a long way, but there are real limits.
Eliott, lay back. -It's because of Henri's fishing competition.
I don't want to know. Come back if you have a babysitter.
There's bound to be a site for that. Save yourself. Stay off that sign.
Are you already allergic to children?
This isn't a crèche, but the criminal investigation department.
It's because of the school holidays. -You're not the only one with kids.
Van Haert wants to kill Cyril. He's at the Dogs' bar. Maybe armed.
My godfather. I have to go there. - Sit, you.
Karadec, wait. Hugo absolutely has to come along.
No way. Act normal. - Believe me. He has to come.
Please. - Okay, the other kids stay here.
No, you're not leaving them with me, are you?
Here. In extreme need. And Thea knows the rest. Bye Bye.
Walk, you.
Gone, you.
Quiet.
How did you find out?
Gone, you.
Look, the whole police mess. Tell them you killed Alex.
I didn't kill anyone. -What are you doing, Frederic?
He killed him. - Put your weapon away.
He killed Alex. - Why?
He had found out that Alex was gay. A dirty gay man. Like me.
No, don't do weird things.
He knew about us. - I swear I didn't know that.
Cyril didn't know, but you did, huh?
You understood that your father and Fred loved each other and you didn't like that.
That's why you went to Josepha. To get rid of Fred.
And that's what your father found out. Say it.
Don't waste your life, Frédéric.
It was me.
Stand still.
When Dad heard what had happened to Josepha, he wanted to leave the Dogs.
He said he loved you and wanted to leave with you.
But I didn't want to leave Cyril and the Dogs.
He killed him. - Shut up.
I didn't want to leave, it was a fight and he hit his head and was dead.
But I didn't want to kill him. I didn't want to kill him.
Let go of your knife. Let go, I say.
Hands.
Be strong, Hugo. I will always support you. Good?
Laat me them.
Are you coming?
She will be happy when you come back. -Chloe? Thea will manage with them.
No, I mean Daphne.
How did you know he had a relationship with the garage owner?
Thanks to Myriam and her checked shirt.
So you went to those bars without permission...
behind my back to a suspect. Don't you learn from your mistakes?
I would love to say yes. -Then I know, I can get used to it.
Is that all? - How so?
Not even 'unbelievable' or 'I'm warning you' bladibla?
You've been acting weird lately.
Is there something going on? - No, it is not.
I just can't find my keys.
With Mr Karadec's secretary.
Day. You must be Morgane.
And then you are, let me guess, Karadec's brother. You look like each other.
That's not too bad. For starters, I have more muscle, more charm...
and I have more wheels. And above all, much more humor.
Ready. I'll be there in an hour or two.
Don't forget the groceries. - See you later.
So that's your roommate?
Do you go home on time for him every night?
Alvaro, my private life is none of your business.
What? - Nothing. It's good that you're taking care of your brother.
End of interrogation.
125,126... - What a sweat.
How is it going? - Great.
Say, what a piece, Morgane.
Morgana? She is above all loud, vulgar and shameless.
She seemed funny to me. - Sometimes.
Morgane is kind of a leech.
Just like those weeds that overgrow everything and always come back.
And she also interferes with my private life. Even in my dreams.
So you like her. - Sure, dude. Of course.
Good.
Did you wash your hands? - No, why?
Wait.
I don't feel like a fourth. -If that's the procedure...
Gloves, Morgane.
Good gracious.
I'm Théa and I'm taking you on a detective...
for a study on sex and violence among hooligans.
Get rid of that thing. - Something to hide?
Harassment. - Stop.
Unwanted intimacies. - Everything is sexual.
Abuse of power. - This is the worst of man.
That can go wrong quickly.
And the leadership ignores it or even encourages it.
Popping. hop.
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