Previously
Fuck, mom!
I can't make you stop, but I can't be your accomplice either.
There is someone in the association who may not be entirely honest.
Where were you the night of November 13?
Leave. I don't want to see that in our association anymore.
- Vincent Ramiot? - Yes.
I'd like to organize a concert. March, the 27th?
Is it true that you met Iggy Pop in person?
While inspired by real-life events, this series is a work of fiction.
All personal circumstances are purely fictional.
LONDON 1999
Sorry!
- Move! - Watch were you're going, bitch!
Hey, Tommy!
Sorry!
Tom!
What the fuck? This gig is shit!
What's the problem?
You know what? I'm not putting my men on stage.
I don't give a shit!
- Tom! - I said I don't give a shit!
I want my money back!
Vive la France!
Guys, you're on soon.
Unbelievable.
What's up?
Why the long face, Vincent? Come on!
Tequila shots all around.
Are you blind and deaf?
Chris, it's hell out there.
Yeah, it's hell.
It's hell, but you're going to kill it.
You know what kind of music we play?
Of course!
You want a hot water bottle? Some herbal tea?
Should I tuck you in too?
Seriously, this is what rock 'n' roll is all about.
Get on stage. 3 songs and we split!
What? You're on now!
We didn't come to London to jerk off!
Chris, get out.
What's wrong?
I said, get out.
- Vincent, what the...? - Where's our money?
The cash we gave you for the album?
We're going to make the album.
Where's the money?
John wanted 3,000 to let you play.
Are you kidding?
Yes!
You have to start somewhere.
- Everyone does it here. - Does what?
Rip off French people?
I swear I tried to get it back.
The guy's a scumbag.
I'm so fucking sick of you.
It's been shit from the start. You said we'd play.
There was supposed to be a label and somewhere to crash.
We're not playing, we sleep in the van,
and we're getting ripped off. It's all shit!
The label was there.
Stop bullshitting us.
Just give the money back.
I'm sorry, I don't have it.
Let me buy you a beer.
We can talk it over...
Get out.
Get the fuck out!
You understand? Get the fuck out!
Chris, please get out. It's over.
Start the engine.
Dammit!
You can't be serious!
I'll pay you back.
I'm sorry, guys!
Vincent!
Look at me!
Move away!
Don't leave me!
THE CONFIDANTE
I found a great ad. A guy looking for a roommate.
What area?
The 11th. Goncourt.
Aren't we posh?
Miss Posh to you, please.
The guy looks super cool.
What's your class?
Digital law.
First night without nightmares.
Did you sleep well?
I'm going to send in my application.
I woke up thinking about you. Almost the big day!
Ready for the concert?
Are you OK?
Stop, I'm trying not to think about it.
By the way,
are we all meeting
at the office for the Paris Match photo?
Yeah, at 11 AM.
I'm afraid I'll screw it up.
You have a beautiful voice.
You're a queen.
You have to get on that stage!
I'm secretly hoping to be able to come
even if I know it will shake me up...
Excuse me.
- Are you Ms. Dubourdieu? - Yes. Léon Baquet?
I was expecting you. Follow me.
We dug into Ms. Blandin's past.
Given her criminal record, we'll check if she's on the victim list.
I don't understand. She has a criminal record?
She's already been convicted for fraud, identity theft...
If she's on this list,
what do you do, call her in?
If we have proof, we can make an arrest.
But right now, I've got nothing.
- Who have you told? - You, the police.
Don't tell anyone else until we can verify.
Excuse me?
You realize what you're asking of me?
Sorry, I have a hearing. Do I have your number?
- I'll let you know. - When?
I promise we're doing our best.
Have a good day.
Put it in this direction.
This isn't meant to last.
We're just here for a while.
Maybe until the trial.
What I can say is that being a survivor,
or in my case, being close to a victim,
is life-changing, of course.
But it's not a lifetime project.
That's it.
But I really must insist.
Please write as little as possible on me. It would be indecent.
I'll be careful.
Can you talk about this place?
It's an impressive space.
The letters and drawings...
We've been in here for 2 months.
We had a great inauguration party.
Léon can tell you more about it.
What I can say
is that survivors feel comfortable coming here and talking.
That's very precious.
- Hello. - Are you Benjamin?
I'm Léon, president of the association.
Nice to meet you.
I have a question about the photo shoot.
Can it be just us?
Who's "just us"?
Chris, who's being interviewed,
works here, but she's not a victim.
We want to highlight your collective strength.
So having a united group
will make the picture especially compelling.
Hey, Léon!
Excuse me.
- You OK? - Yes.
- Are we still on for lunch? - Sure.
Myriam has agreed.
She'll open for the Lulus.
That's awesome.
Totally awesome.
How'd you do it?
I have my tricks.
Everyone, we're ready for the photo.
- Fabien, Bilal, over here! - Pick a spot.
- I think this will be perfect. - Hi, Léon.
Feel free to sit on the chairs,
and the tables.
Beautiful. Perfect.
But, excuse me...
Sorry, Fabien, but maybe Léon should be in the middle?
Yeah, come here.
Of course.
Great. Everyone ready?
Be yourselves, feel comfortable...
Relax the shoulders, great.
That's better.
We're still a little dreary.
Let's show some "Stand for Paris" family spirit!
A little closer and friendlier!
That's perfect. Beautiful.
One, two, three... cheese!
What I want is a great concert.
And deep down, they want that too.
Anyway, how are you?
You never give up. How do you do it?
I love you guys.
I love you all a lot.
We're doing something beautiful.
Look at that.
Always #1, Mister Winner.
Come on, let's go.
Can I call you right back?
Thank you. Bye.
Your timing's bad.
Just a coffee?
There's a reason I didn't return your calls.
We won't be long.
My grandfather was an infantryman in the war.
He lived through atrocities. After, he became a civilian again.
He didn't bug anyone with it.
It was different back then.
To live, you have to learn to forget.
How do you manage at night?
Doesn't it haunt you?
I sleep less. I've gotten used to it.
Maybe Nicolas was right.
Yes, he was.
No self-pity, ever.
It sounds a bit stupid, but I'm actually fine with it.
I had to shut the door. That's how it is.
We're not here to convince you of anything.
We're just inviting you to a concert.
Not asking you to change your life.
Anyway, my uncle is coming from Montélimar tomorrow.
Why didn't you say so?
An uncle from Montélimar...
How cool!
- He's a nice guy too. - Sure he is.
Tomorrow, nougat party with Uncle!
The countdown to excitement starts now.
I see.
Understood.
Thank you, ma'am. We'll speak soon.
Thank you.
Did you hear the latest?
Bono retweeted us.
- You're bluffing. - I swear.
No way, it's a fake.
It's your ex. Bruno, not Bono.
"Like" and "retweet".
Bono, wow!
Emilie said yes.
- For what? - She's coming.
Great.
- Well done. - It was all Chris.
Can I see you for a minute?
Have a seat.
Is something wrong?
Well...
What I'm about to say is extremely shocking.
Hard to accept.
I just talked to the deputy prosecutor.
In December, Chris filed a complaint as a Bataclan victim.
She'll be awarded a hefty sum.
She said she was at the Bataclan?
It's not the first time.
She's already been convicted of fraud.
We've been conned since the beginning.
And Vincent?
Does he know?
The law cares about embezzlement of public funds.
Her lies don't interest them.
But there's no proof Vincent was involved.
Do you talk to this Vincent a lot?
I guess so, yeah.
You never felt anything weird?
That guy...
I don't know who you're talking to on Facebook.
The guy we saw in the ICU is Philippe Douvier.
I'm sorry, Myriam. I...
I don't know how she did it.
How I missed it.
And I can't fathom why she did it.
You're the only one I've told.
The prosecutor wants us to act as if nothing happened.
In time, she'll be arrested and judged.
But for now, the police need time to...
investigate.
Myriam.
You really can't say anything.
Excuse me, can I borrow that a second?
November 13 Victims The Day After
Thank you.
Music Academy
- Hi, Héloïse. - How are you, Vincent?
Fine.
Can I ask you a favor?
Sure.
Would you friend someone on Facebook for me?
- Just to check something... - OK.
- You want me to look? - Thanks.
Christelle Blandin.
Anyway, you get a good spot if you're there by 8 PM, I think.
But you already have a hotel and everything...
OK, great!
Yes, and if you need anything, I'm here. No problem.
OK.
Yeah, see you tomorrow.
Ciao!
Ciao! Bye!
Did you find it?
What exactly are you looking for?
Nothing in particular. An old friend...
Someone I had a falling out with.
Vincent, my best friend, my bro, in a coma since yesterday.
Great musician, a heart of gold. I love you. #Bataclan #Nov13
Now we know,
Jonathan was diagnosed at 7. Let's welcome him.
PATHOLOGICAL LIARS
Thank you.
It's brave of you to come and talk about it.
- What's your goal? To stop lying? - That's the idea.
Is that the truth?
Would you say you can't stop lying?
Yes, I'd say that.
That you can't help yourself?
Sometimes, I realize, but right after...
- You've forgotten? - Yes.
Why do you lie all the time and make up stories?
I don't know.
You were diagnosed as a pathological liar.
You know what that means?
Someone who lies all the time. And believes his lies.
Who believes them? Finds it hard to stop?
Yeah, that's it.
Do you have trouble seeing it's a lie? Or can you tell?
Sometimes I lie so much that I get confused.
Can you explain the difference between a liar and a mythomaniac?
A liar and a mythomaniac?
A liar does it on purpose. A mythomaniac doesn't.
... But you lie anyway...
- Hi. - Hey.
- How's it going? - Good.
Working?
Just watching stupid videos.
Did you see this?
I covered the whole campus.
It's going to be great!
Hungry? I've got enough for two.
No, I'm not hungry, thanks.
Are you sure you're alright?
Yeah, I don't know, it's...
Midterms, the concert.
It'll be fine! Come on.
You're a queen. You've got this.
Sorry, this may sound bit weird,
but are you sure you're alright?
D-1 before the show!
My heart is pounding!
I'm coming to see you!
Shit!
If you don't mind, I'm going to bed.
I'm exhausted.
Chris?
Sorry.
I'm not being honest with you.
This is too much for me.
You...
here.
I need to be alone.
- Of course. - I'm sorry.
I'm the one who's sorry, really!
I'm so sorry.
I should have understood on my own.
I swear, tomorrow I'll be gone, OK?
You're not mad?
Are you nuts? Of course not.
How could I be mad at you?
See you tonight, Vincent.
Are you serious? What's wrong with it?
Thanks, Rose!
Can't Martin do it?
Pals, we've got a problem.
Sir, I'll call you right back. Thanks.
Fouad's van won't start.
Oh, man!
- I'll call a cab. - No.
We'll rent a van for the gear and go get him.
He's in Massy. He won't make it in time.
He's in the second band. It'll work.
Relax, all's fine.
You're right, it's fine.
This is Julien, working with Magalie today.
Hello, Magalie. I'll introduce you.
Listen up, everyone. This is Magalie and Julien.
They're here to... You can tell them.
Go ahead.
- Hello, everyone. - Hello.
Some of you already know me.
For the others, I'm a psychologist at Bichat Hospital.
Julien works at Avicenne. We'll be inside the venue until closing,
even if we hope no one needs us.
We saw the venue.
To be easily accessible,
we'll set ourselves up by the bar.
How convenient!
Thank you, Magalie and Julien.
It means so much that you're here,
as volunteers, no less.
I'd like to take this opportunity to say a few quick words.
As you know, we try to thank everyone on social media,
but it's always good to do it in person.
I'll start with Didier,
who I called in a frenzy, and who made himself available.
He's filming a small piece for Arte.
He'll also film the entire concert for our members.
Thank you, Didier!
I also wanted to thank
Juliette, Bilal,
Lotfi and Fabien,
all founding members.
They'll man the door.
Everyone...
A word for our friends from the mayor's office and the police.
Of course.
The prefect's Deputy Director is with us, tonight.
He's been especially attentive and helpful. Thank you.
He deployed a filtering detail,
with security, undercover agents posted everywhere.
There's also an anti-terrorist unit.
Just for us, along the canal.
Sentinels, anti-terrorists. Can you believe?
Watch out for those wrong notes. They have good ears!
I'll stop kidding around.
Today,
I have only one thing to say,
which I haven't said often.
"Thank God for the police!"
I'll stop. No, but really...
Thank you, thank you!
- Is the van all set? - All set.
It doesn't work that way!
Do you know where Didier is?
Over there, I think.
Thank you.
- Didier. - Yes?
Can I see what you shot?
- While I was thanking everyone. - Just a sec.
Here it is.
- Something wrong? - No, all good.
Thank you.
Go ahead. Yes.
Exactly. Alright.
Was that Chris?
- She's gone? - I don't know.
Where the hell did she go?
Myriam, how are you?
- Looking for someone? - Yeah, Chris.
She can't be far. She'll be here.
Are you nervous?
Don't worry.
It'll be great.
It's sold out, I can't let you in.
I need to speak with Léon Bacquet.
I don't have his number, I sent an email.
We should go in.
Let me know when you're backstage.
Tell him Vincent Ramiot is outside.
I don't have to go inside to talk to him.
- Are you looking for Léon? - Yes.
I'll handle this. Follow me.
He's over there.
Why do you want to see him?
It's touchy. I saw an article in Paris Match.
Weren't you in the photo?
You're looking for Chris, right?
She vanished. She figured out she was unmasked.
She's gone.
You coming?
Excuse me. We're going in.
See you later.
Léon's over there with the cop.
Thank you.
Hello.
- Charles de Gaulle airport. - Come in.
Thank you.
Léon!
Have you heard from Chris? Everyone's asking for her.
- Did you call her? - Nonstop.
Should we wait? She'll miss the beginning.
We can't wait anymore.
Replace me.
You ready? It's time.
We are.
But Myriam, not sure.
You OK?
You want to talk outside for a sec?
I told them.
Sorry, I couldn't tell you.
Don't think about that now.
Think about the concert.
Let the police do their job. They went to her mother's.
- Did they go in and search? - That's what I heard.
It's time to go on.
What's it going to be, Myriam?
Vincent!
You're on in two minutes.
Hello, Vincent?
It's Myriam.
Vincent's next to me.
Léon, too. The Lulus, everyone.
What are you doing?
I'm not coming.
The police are looking for you. It's over.
But I need you here with me.
I can't do it, Chris.
She'll come.
You'll see.
Where the hell is Chris?
I don't see her.
She's not answering my texts.
Can you take a picture of me?
- What are you doing? - Nothing.
- Are you alright, ma'am? - Yes.
We're waiting for you. It's starting!
Myriam?
Here.
We're going on.
Take your time. We'll wait for you.
Hello.
We're very happy to be here with you tonight.
And very touched to see how many people are here.
A huge thanks to "Stand for Paris" for organizing this concert.
- Sir, please... - Yes?
Can you stop here?
Hi, Chris. It's started.
Open!
Open the door!
- Do you have a ticket? - I organized the concert.
I organized it. This is my concert!
Let me in! Léon, tell her.
You're not coming in.
One song.
- Please! - Wait, Léon!
Quit it. I'm done. It's over.
Please take her away.
Just one song!
Just one song, please!
It's over, Miss.
Have a heart. Just one song!
What difference does it make to you?
TWO YEARS LATER
Southern Paris Penitentiary
Goodbye.
Subtitle translation: Holly Diener
Subtitling: TITRAFILM