No Second Chance (Une chance de trop) (2015) s01e02 Episode Script
Episode 2
1 I want to intervene.
No, wait, wait! Keep me in the loop.
Do you have a number plate'! AW 661 MH.
Don't let them spot you, they could hurt the kid.
I know what I'm doing.
Looks like we're there.
Pistillo, they've gone in a warehouse.
24 Avenue de la Décroché, Issy-les-Moulineaux.
Wait for my signal.
I'm wailing.
What the hell are they up to? Pistillo, the Van's leaving.
- It's coming out.
- OK, go! I'm going! Police! Gel out of the van! Get out! I ain't done nothing! On the ground! Don't move, Police! Ready? It's empty.
Police! Don't move, don't move! Tessier? Goddamn it! What the hell is going on? They're professionals.
No cameras on the parking lot.
No way of knowing where or how they got away.
Doctor.
Dr Lambert.
It happened so quickly.
He was big Really big.
He had a goatee, I think.
And his voice? You said he spoke to you.
Dr Lambert? Would you know his voice again? He had an East-European accent.
He had a rotten 23.
A 23? His canine tooth.
It was brown.
It must have been, I don't know An infection? - Well? - Nothing.
- Vanished.
Not a single lead.
- Fuck! You should have stopped her playing their game.
I tried, but you know what she's like.
She won't listen.
You tried.
Is this the right time to come back into her life, after 15 years? Didn't you cause her enough suffering? They jammed the aquarium's security system.
We got shafted.
They always knew we'd be there.
Something isn't right.
Her husband's murder was improvised.
But here, every detail was carefully calculated.
These aren't the guys who took Tara.
They've never had her.
Who are they, then? Professionals using the situation to fleece the Delaunays.
Then why not go directly to the Delaunays? - Mothers are easier to manipulate.
- What do you know about mothers? I have some photos to show you.
Tell me if you recognise anyone.
No.
He was bigger, stockier.
More like that? Yes, a bit more like that, but But he had more hair, I think.
Like that? If we find out anything, we'll let you know.
Come on.
So where's Tara? You know the statistics as well as I.
It's been 11 days.
You know that if we find her, she'll probably be dead.
Mrs Lambert.
We'll do all we can to find her.
Yes, so I see! Come on.
What? It's better to leave her deluded? To leave her with hope.
It's different.
Hope! The source of all our suffering! little Tara, six months old, being sought by the police.
Anyone who has information or has seen this child is asked to contact the Police One, two, three! marching in support of the mother of Tara Lambert-Delaunay, who was kidnapped after the murder of her father.
Laurent Delaunay and his wife, Alice Lambert, were attacked at home in the evening of 6th October by a gunman.
Leaving the TV on all the time won't help.
Keep still.
- Nice and gentle! - Sorry.
Now you're on TV you don't talk to me? Try not to move too much.
It'll be OK.
Can you tell Mrs Delaunay I'm here? That won't be necessary.
If you're hoping for my forgiveness, you won't get it! What have you done? You had the money, why did you call the police? I don't know, I shouldn't have I'll pay you back.
The money isn't important, as you well know.
Because of you I've lost my son and granddaughter.
To get Tara back we must slick together.
- Laurent would have wanted that.
- Don't speak for him! You drove us apart.
You have no right to say that, it's unjust.
You dare talk to me about justice? Do you know what would be just? If Laurent were standing here and you were in his place! Hello.
Here, I'll do it.
- I know what you're thinking.
- I'm not thinking anything.
I feel helpless.
You blame me for bringing the cops on board? No, that was my decision.
It's a shop which receives stolen goods.
The guy is selling jewels from a hold-up at which shots were fired from the gun used to kill your husband.
Do you recognise him? Yes, he's my sister's boyfriend.
- Vince, right? - Yes.
Did he kill Laurent and lake Lara? You saw your sister again after the funeral.
What did she say? I didn't have time to talk to her.
You don't believe me? This was in a pharmacy in Paris.
Your sister bought medication with a 500-euro note.
It surprised the pharmacist.
Was it a forgery? No, its serial number was one of Mr Delaunay's.
It's from the ransom money.
They had the gun.
Now they have the money.
I know it's hard to accept, but Claire has drug problems, but to attack her own family Alice? I don't know.
And still no idea where they could be? One or the other? We're trying hard to find them.
If your sister gets in touch, this time let us know.
Excuse me.
- You could have been more tactful.
- Have a nice day Maître Barthel! Imagine how she must feel.
I'm talking to you.
The junkie and lowlife boyfriend killing by accident, OK.
But organising that ransom grab at the Trocadéro? No way.
They've got the money, though.
Richard, I told the other policemen I don't know where Claire is.
Think about it.
No friends she might slay with? No! And I'm sure she had nothing to do with taking Tara.
The police don't agree.
Claire just drops in on us three or four times a year.
And she tells us nothing.
They were such happy children, laughing for hours on end But they grew up.
And when Paul had his stroke everything got so complicated.
Richard.
Will you help her? I'll try.
I promise.
Thank you.
Come on, my love.
Louis! - What? - If Tara's with Claire she's alive.
My sister wouldn't hurt her.
At the hospital Hook a photo of Vince.
- What's that? - A badge on his jacket.
It's a gym in Bagnolet.
Maybe he trains there.
Maybe someone knows them.
Yes, it's a lead.
- Are you going to the police? - No, Claire is scared of them.
I'll talk to her.
Alice, you can't go alone, this is crazy! That guy's dangerous! - I have to find her.
- Alice, wail! Alice! Richard? I suppose you tried to stop her, right? I'll see what I can do.
Give me this guy's name.
Vincent Lopes? You're sure? OK.
Found him.
My grass reckons Lopes is lying low.
- Where? - A mall basement in Bagnolet.
- The Ring.
- I know it.
Fort Alamo! - You think he hides the kid there? - We need a response team.
With bulletproof vests, Romano.
Boss Can I help you, madam? Yes.
- I'm looking for Vince.
- Vince? - I don't know any Vince.
- He comes here a lot.
If there was a Vince who came here, I'd know.
- Are you sure? - Absolutely.
Bye.
Another grass has confirmed that Lopes is on the premises.
OK.
- Is that the right size? - It's fine.
Oh, shit! Wait You can't go.
The response team aren't ready.
It's a shopping mall, lots of people around They want to secure everything first.
And what about little Tara? A baby held in a basement? Get the picture? We don't have time! They could move her.
- They're right, boss.
- I know they're right! So what do we do? Fuck! You know what? You'd already left, OK? - I was too late.
- OK.
We'd already left! I know you.
The Lambert case? - Alice? - Yeah.
- I'm Kadija.
- Hi.
Do you know Vince? What do you want with Vince? - Know where he is? - No.
He's not here.
I'm Claire's sister.
I have to tell her something.
I've lost my sister too.
I have to talk to her! Hands off, Goldilocks! Either I find him, or the cops will! Alice, wait.
- Is this about your daughter? - Yes.
Come on, they took her kid, we can't leave her like that.
Get in.
Gel in, it's OK.
Seatbelt.
Don't worry.
What are you doing? Come on! She was looking for you.
What are you doing here? Why did you bring her here? The cops are on her! Put that fucking gun down! Where's Claire? Claire? You got all the money I had.
What money? - The million euros.
- What? Mehdi, shut it! - What's this about money? - Shut it! He's a little jerk! Did you know about this? - Well? - No.
- And You? - No! - You taking the piss? - No! - What are you doing? - Look I don't care what happened.
I just want my daughter.
I don't have anything lo do with this.
Your gun killed my husband.
That wasn't me.
My gun was stolen weeks ago.
Where's Claire? I want to talk to her.
Claire? The last time I saw her was at the hospital, with you.
- She's with some dodgy bloke.
- Who? - I don't know.
East European.
- East European? Police! Don't move! Come on! Gel in! Move it! Quick! Over there, two getting away! Come on! Don't move, don't move! - Let go of me! - Where's Lopes? - Lopes who? - Where is he? Lopes got away.
I'm talking to you! Go into the mall.
Tessier? Can't you fucking answer me? Tessier, where the hell are you? You know Lewis Carroll? A rabbit hole has only one exit.
Faster, move it! Wail, wait! This guy with the accent, is he big, with a goatee? - You know him? - Shit! I gave him the ransom.
He took Tara.
The son of a bitch! Come on! Tessier? Will you answer me? We're in the mall.
You go that way.
You, over there.
Out here.
Fuck! A cop.
Tell me where my sister is or I'll scream.
Go on, then, scream.
If the cops catch me, you'll never find your sister.
Or your daughter.
Move! Shit! I've seen Lopes! He's in the mall! I'll go to the walkway exit.
Here! Shit! What is it? Where does it hurt? No, don't do that! Oh, shit! Move it! Let me see.
In the east gangway.
One of them is hurt.
Wait, let me see.
Shit! Listen to me.
Your lung is perforated, you won't last ten minutes.
- Calling the cops? - Look at me.
Will you help me find my sister? Nadia, I need your help.
Try to breathe gently, but not deeply.
Lean on me.
Breathe gently.
Lean on me.
Slop! - Let me go.
- Dr Lambert Drop that gun.
- No, I have to find my daughter.
- We'll find her.
But put that gun down.
No.
Let me go.
Tessier, I can see you.
Who's there? Who are you aiming at? You'll never guess.
What's he doing? Don't do anything stupid.
For the last time, drop that gun.
No! Let me go! We're coming down.
That wasn't me! I didn't shoot! Tessier's down! Get help! Fuck! Tessier? How is he? Cyril? It hit his vest.
I think they went in the car park.
Give me your keys! - Your keys! - Don't hurt me! Sit up and breathe gently.
Slop! Cyril, say something, even something stupid! We'll catch Lopes.
It wasn't Lopes who shot me.
It was Lambert.
- Claire Lambert? - Alice.
Yes, I'm in the car park, where you said.
I've brought everything you need.
I can't see you.
Oh, yes! Lower the seat.
- Well? - Weak pulse.
- We must tak him to ER.
- No, the cops are after us.
- What mess are you in? - CPR! Still really weak.
Who is this guy? Who Claire's boyfriend! I need him to find Tara! You're losing him.
- Gel him to hospital! - Wait! The defibrillator.
Get the fucking defibrillator! Fuck! And the scissors.
A broken rib.
Without the vest he'd be dead.
Now hang on, Romano You're saying that Tessier is down and Lambert fled with Lopes? Yes.
The woman whose car was stolen confirmed it.
I'll deal with the Prefect and all the fallout we've got with the response team.
But you're in charge.
OK, boss.
Understood.
We have to find them.
I'm counting on you.
OK.
Shit! - All our teams are looking for the car.
- Not enough.
Gel Lopes' description to every hospital.
Get all the video footage from the area and the mall.
By tonight I want them behind bars, OK? Thanks.
Yes, speaking.
What? Stand clear.
Three, two, one.
Shit! Again Three, two, one.
OK, I've got a pulse.
He's not breathing, he's having a pneumothorax! - Insufflation? - Got a better idea? Young lady 6 euros 40, please.
- Got nothing smaller? - No.
He's breathing.
- Gel back to the hospital.
- No The cops will suspect you if they don't see you there! - And him? - I'll deal with him.
Come here.
- It's opened up.
- I'll see to it.
I'll be OK, don't worry.
- Nadia - If you thank me, I'll punch you! No, don't move, slay like that! - Slay there.
- What did you do? I saved your life.
Now tell me where my sister is.
I have no idea.
- You said you knew.
- I said what you wanted to hear.
Do you realise what I've done for you? Sorry.
- You led my sister astray! - I tried to gel her off the stuff.
Yeah I saw that in the hospital! You're wrong.
I love your sister.
We argued and she left.
- With that East-European guy? - I don't know.
She called me two days later.
She said that where she was reminded her of you.
That means she's with Tara.
Listen to me Listen! Whatever your sister has got herself dragged into, she'd never do your daughter any harm.
Police! Don't move! - Police! - He's wounded! Get out! Dr Lambert, you're under arrest.
You have the right to call a lawyer, doctor or family member.
Take her away.
She's under arrest for shooting one of our officers.
She was helping her sister's boyfriend get away from us.
I wanted to tell you before the journalists did.
Thank you, Superintendent.
Good bye.
The bitch! I'll call our lawyer.
She'll get 20 years! - Edith - No! You heard what he said! Her sister has been spending the ransom.
Our money! She shot a policeman to defend that villain! - She's been lying from the start.
- Yes, I know.
She killed our son.
- All right? - Yeah.
Keep an eye on him.
Sir, he says he can't remember anything.
Excuse me, I have to see someone.
Thanks.
I hear you're suffering memory loss.
I've told your pals.
I don't remember a thing.
They can't fix Alzheimer's properly here, bull do wonders.
Can you leave us? Thanks.
- You remember me getting shot? - I said I don't remember anything.
I was shot with your gun with your fingerprints on it.
You'll do 30 years in Dr Lambert's place.
- I don't know any Dr Lambert.
- You don't? The one who asked you to kill her husband.
Who sewed you up.
- Here.
- Fuck! - This isn't Guantanamo Bay! - A problem? We're just chatting.
I sewed myself up.
I won my medical degree in a raffle.
Like your warrant card! Don't make me laugh, it hurls.
Tell him to leave me alone.
My lawyer'll destroy you! The day of Delaunay's murder I wasn't even in France.
It's true.
Mallet checked it out.
That's me told! - Sorry.
- Fuck! Take him to his room.
- Captain.
- I'm in a hurry.
We found this at Lopes' hideout.
Claire Lambert's stuff.
- Maybe useful for your questioning.
- Thanks.
Hello, Captain.
Without the vest he'd be dead.
You won't get away with this.
It's your word against that of a sworn officer.
I don't know what happened I didn't shoot him.
Slop denying it, I was there! My client answered.
Please slay calm.
I've always thought of you as a scumbag who defends scumbags.
I'll lake that as a compliment.
Young man, I hope you noted that down.
You've already admitted you were holding the gun.
Yes.
But it wasn't me who fired.
Check it! - We are doing just that.
- Good! Vincent Lopes will testify that you pulled the trigger.
My client is innocent.
She just wants to find her daughter.
A good reason to shoot a policeman! She didn't do it! If you had proof, it'd be here.
Am I right? We'll get the ballistics results tomorrow.
We'll see who's right.
What's going on, Richard? I'm up to my neck in the Lambert case.
Exactly.
You'll get the ballistics results tomorrow.
I can tell you now.
- The bullet came from my gun.
- What? I fired the shot.
I had to.
Or Alice might have shot him in the head.
Oh, fuck! But, Richard Do you realise the shit you've landed me in? I can imagine.
Was Alice that girl, 15 years ago? I hope she's fucking worth it! I know we owe you but I won't be able to cover for you.
- You can.
- No.
Not as much as you think.
What were you trying to do? If you knew stuff about Lopes, why not tell us? Because I knew my sister wouldn't talk to you.
So you think she's mixed up in all this? No, I didn't say that.
So why help her accomplice? You helped him escape, steal a car, you treated his wound, right? You don't have to answer.
You knew how to find Lopes but not your sister? OK.
How did you get on with your husband? - I beg your pardon.
- What's the connection? Did you get on well? Leave it.
There's something I don't understand.
This sister you'd argued with, this sister who'd burnt her bridges with your family You met her before the murder and before the ransom handover.
You were very close to her alone time.
What are you imagining? Nothing, it's just a technique.
Accusing you of the worst so you'll confess.
But there's nothing to confess to.
- Can I speak to you alone? - Of course.
We're looking for your daughter too.
- What is it? - I'll be blunt.
No investigation? Nothing? The bullet was fired by accident.
Nothing else leaves this office.
He shot me, I could have died, but he resigns and it's all hushed up? Is that it? Exactly.
I had no choice.
Have long have you two been sleeping together? You told him? Fuck you! My client's been widowed and you accuse her without evidence.
- Imagine the headlines.
- I see! - Intimidation, blackmail - "Blackmail"! - Are you OK? - Wonderful! And you? As you can see.
I know where Claire is.
It's a chalet my father rented every summer.
It's only her pajamas! So find her! Find her! Two years later 3-year-old, fell off a bike, can't breathe.
- Are you his mother? - Yes.
His first time, having breathing problems? Could be laryngeal.
We'll examine him.
- We have to send him to paediatrics.
- Get him in a seated position.
- Can you treat him? - Stay with me.
Someone will slay with you, madam.
He's having trouble breathing.
We're examining him now, but he'll be fine.
- Can I see him? - Not right away, in 15 minutes.
- OK.
- Can you wait here? Thanks.
Anything for me? It's burning! Louis, quick! She's better.
Yeah.
I've had enough.
I was thinking about your house.
My friend, the estate agent, has got a proposition for you.
Thanks, Sophie.
But that's something I have to decide.
Goal! Missing Children Sorry, no new message.
It's really hard, Dad.
I tell everyone I'm coping, but I'm not.
I think every child I see is Tara.
And yet I'm not even sure I'd recognise her.
I wish you could help me.
What is it? June 2017
No, wait, wait! Keep me in the loop.
Do you have a number plate'! AW 661 MH.
Don't let them spot you, they could hurt the kid.
I know what I'm doing.
Looks like we're there.
Pistillo, they've gone in a warehouse.
24 Avenue de la Décroché, Issy-les-Moulineaux.
Wait for my signal.
I'm wailing.
What the hell are they up to? Pistillo, the Van's leaving.
- It's coming out.
- OK, go! I'm going! Police! Gel out of the van! Get out! I ain't done nothing! On the ground! Don't move, Police! Ready? It's empty.
Police! Don't move, don't move! Tessier? Goddamn it! What the hell is going on? They're professionals.
No cameras on the parking lot.
No way of knowing where or how they got away.
Doctor.
Dr Lambert.
It happened so quickly.
He was big Really big.
He had a goatee, I think.
And his voice? You said he spoke to you.
Dr Lambert? Would you know his voice again? He had an East-European accent.
He had a rotten 23.
A 23? His canine tooth.
It was brown.
It must have been, I don't know An infection? - Well? - Nothing.
- Vanished.
Not a single lead.
- Fuck! You should have stopped her playing their game.
I tried, but you know what she's like.
She won't listen.
You tried.
Is this the right time to come back into her life, after 15 years? Didn't you cause her enough suffering? They jammed the aquarium's security system.
We got shafted.
They always knew we'd be there.
Something isn't right.
Her husband's murder was improvised.
But here, every detail was carefully calculated.
These aren't the guys who took Tara.
They've never had her.
Who are they, then? Professionals using the situation to fleece the Delaunays.
Then why not go directly to the Delaunays? - Mothers are easier to manipulate.
- What do you know about mothers? I have some photos to show you.
Tell me if you recognise anyone.
No.
He was bigger, stockier.
More like that? Yes, a bit more like that, but But he had more hair, I think.
Like that? If we find out anything, we'll let you know.
Come on.
So where's Tara? You know the statistics as well as I.
It's been 11 days.
You know that if we find her, she'll probably be dead.
Mrs Lambert.
We'll do all we can to find her.
Yes, so I see! Come on.
What? It's better to leave her deluded? To leave her with hope.
It's different.
Hope! The source of all our suffering! little Tara, six months old, being sought by the police.
Anyone who has information or has seen this child is asked to contact the Police One, two, three! marching in support of the mother of Tara Lambert-Delaunay, who was kidnapped after the murder of her father.
Laurent Delaunay and his wife, Alice Lambert, were attacked at home in the evening of 6th October by a gunman.
Leaving the TV on all the time won't help.
Keep still.
- Nice and gentle! - Sorry.
Now you're on TV you don't talk to me? Try not to move too much.
It'll be OK.
Can you tell Mrs Delaunay I'm here? That won't be necessary.
If you're hoping for my forgiveness, you won't get it! What have you done? You had the money, why did you call the police? I don't know, I shouldn't have I'll pay you back.
The money isn't important, as you well know.
Because of you I've lost my son and granddaughter.
To get Tara back we must slick together.
- Laurent would have wanted that.
- Don't speak for him! You drove us apart.
You have no right to say that, it's unjust.
You dare talk to me about justice? Do you know what would be just? If Laurent were standing here and you were in his place! Hello.
Here, I'll do it.
- I know what you're thinking.
- I'm not thinking anything.
I feel helpless.
You blame me for bringing the cops on board? No, that was my decision.
It's a shop which receives stolen goods.
The guy is selling jewels from a hold-up at which shots were fired from the gun used to kill your husband.
Do you recognise him? Yes, he's my sister's boyfriend.
- Vince, right? - Yes.
Did he kill Laurent and lake Lara? You saw your sister again after the funeral.
What did she say? I didn't have time to talk to her.
You don't believe me? This was in a pharmacy in Paris.
Your sister bought medication with a 500-euro note.
It surprised the pharmacist.
Was it a forgery? No, its serial number was one of Mr Delaunay's.
It's from the ransom money.
They had the gun.
Now they have the money.
I know it's hard to accept, but Claire has drug problems, but to attack her own family Alice? I don't know.
And still no idea where they could be? One or the other? We're trying hard to find them.
If your sister gets in touch, this time let us know.
Excuse me.
- You could have been more tactful.
- Have a nice day Maître Barthel! Imagine how she must feel.
I'm talking to you.
The junkie and lowlife boyfriend killing by accident, OK.
But organising that ransom grab at the Trocadéro? No way.
They've got the money, though.
Richard, I told the other policemen I don't know where Claire is.
Think about it.
No friends she might slay with? No! And I'm sure she had nothing to do with taking Tara.
The police don't agree.
Claire just drops in on us three or four times a year.
And she tells us nothing.
They were such happy children, laughing for hours on end But they grew up.
And when Paul had his stroke everything got so complicated.
Richard.
Will you help her? I'll try.
I promise.
Thank you.
Come on, my love.
Louis! - What? - If Tara's with Claire she's alive.
My sister wouldn't hurt her.
At the hospital Hook a photo of Vince.
- What's that? - A badge on his jacket.
It's a gym in Bagnolet.
Maybe he trains there.
Maybe someone knows them.
Yes, it's a lead.
- Are you going to the police? - No, Claire is scared of them.
I'll talk to her.
Alice, you can't go alone, this is crazy! That guy's dangerous! - I have to find her.
- Alice, wail! Alice! Richard? I suppose you tried to stop her, right? I'll see what I can do.
Give me this guy's name.
Vincent Lopes? You're sure? OK.
Found him.
My grass reckons Lopes is lying low.
- Where? - A mall basement in Bagnolet.
- The Ring.
- I know it.
Fort Alamo! - You think he hides the kid there? - We need a response team.
With bulletproof vests, Romano.
Boss Can I help you, madam? Yes.
- I'm looking for Vince.
- Vince? - I don't know any Vince.
- He comes here a lot.
If there was a Vince who came here, I'd know.
- Are you sure? - Absolutely.
Bye.
Another grass has confirmed that Lopes is on the premises.
OK.
- Is that the right size? - It's fine.
Oh, shit! Wait You can't go.
The response team aren't ready.
It's a shopping mall, lots of people around They want to secure everything first.
And what about little Tara? A baby held in a basement? Get the picture? We don't have time! They could move her.
- They're right, boss.
- I know they're right! So what do we do? Fuck! You know what? You'd already left, OK? - I was too late.
- OK.
We'd already left! I know you.
The Lambert case? - Alice? - Yeah.
- I'm Kadija.
- Hi.
Do you know Vince? What do you want with Vince? - Know where he is? - No.
He's not here.
I'm Claire's sister.
I have to tell her something.
I've lost my sister too.
I have to talk to her! Hands off, Goldilocks! Either I find him, or the cops will! Alice, wait.
- Is this about your daughter? - Yes.
Come on, they took her kid, we can't leave her like that.
Get in.
Gel in, it's OK.
Seatbelt.
Don't worry.
What are you doing? Come on! She was looking for you.
What are you doing here? Why did you bring her here? The cops are on her! Put that fucking gun down! Where's Claire? Claire? You got all the money I had.
What money? - The million euros.
- What? Mehdi, shut it! - What's this about money? - Shut it! He's a little jerk! Did you know about this? - Well? - No.
- And You? - No! - You taking the piss? - No! - What are you doing? - Look I don't care what happened.
I just want my daughter.
I don't have anything lo do with this.
Your gun killed my husband.
That wasn't me.
My gun was stolen weeks ago.
Where's Claire? I want to talk to her.
Claire? The last time I saw her was at the hospital, with you.
- She's with some dodgy bloke.
- Who? - I don't know.
East European.
- East European? Police! Don't move! Come on! Gel in! Move it! Quick! Over there, two getting away! Come on! Don't move, don't move! - Let go of me! - Where's Lopes? - Lopes who? - Where is he? Lopes got away.
I'm talking to you! Go into the mall.
Tessier? Can't you fucking answer me? Tessier, where the hell are you? You know Lewis Carroll? A rabbit hole has only one exit.
Faster, move it! Wail, wait! This guy with the accent, is he big, with a goatee? - You know him? - Shit! I gave him the ransom.
He took Tara.
The son of a bitch! Come on! Tessier? Will you answer me? We're in the mall.
You go that way.
You, over there.
Out here.
Fuck! A cop.
Tell me where my sister is or I'll scream.
Go on, then, scream.
If the cops catch me, you'll never find your sister.
Or your daughter.
Move! Shit! I've seen Lopes! He's in the mall! I'll go to the walkway exit.
Here! Shit! What is it? Where does it hurt? No, don't do that! Oh, shit! Move it! Let me see.
In the east gangway.
One of them is hurt.
Wait, let me see.
Shit! Listen to me.
Your lung is perforated, you won't last ten minutes.
- Calling the cops? - Look at me.
Will you help me find my sister? Nadia, I need your help.
Try to breathe gently, but not deeply.
Lean on me.
Breathe gently.
Lean on me.
Slop! - Let me go.
- Dr Lambert Drop that gun.
- No, I have to find my daughter.
- We'll find her.
But put that gun down.
No.
Let me go.
Tessier, I can see you.
Who's there? Who are you aiming at? You'll never guess.
What's he doing? Don't do anything stupid.
For the last time, drop that gun.
No! Let me go! We're coming down.
That wasn't me! I didn't shoot! Tessier's down! Get help! Fuck! Tessier? How is he? Cyril? It hit his vest.
I think they went in the car park.
Give me your keys! - Your keys! - Don't hurt me! Sit up and breathe gently.
Slop! Cyril, say something, even something stupid! We'll catch Lopes.
It wasn't Lopes who shot me.
It was Lambert.
- Claire Lambert? - Alice.
Yes, I'm in the car park, where you said.
I've brought everything you need.
I can't see you.
Oh, yes! Lower the seat.
- Well? - Weak pulse.
- We must tak him to ER.
- No, the cops are after us.
- What mess are you in? - CPR! Still really weak.
Who is this guy? Who Claire's boyfriend! I need him to find Tara! You're losing him.
- Gel him to hospital! - Wait! The defibrillator.
Get the fucking defibrillator! Fuck! And the scissors.
A broken rib.
Without the vest he'd be dead.
Now hang on, Romano You're saying that Tessier is down and Lambert fled with Lopes? Yes.
The woman whose car was stolen confirmed it.
I'll deal with the Prefect and all the fallout we've got with the response team.
But you're in charge.
OK, boss.
Understood.
We have to find them.
I'm counting on you.
OK.
Shit! - All our teams are looking for the car.
- Not enough.
Gel Lopes' description to every hospital.
Get all the video footage from the area and the mall.
By tonight I want them behind bars, OK? Thanks.
Yes, speaking.
What? Stand clear.
Three, two, one.
Shit! Again Three, two, one.
OK, I've got a pulse.
He's not breathing, he's having a pneumothorax! - Insufflation? - Got a better idea? Young lady 6 euros 40, please.
- Got nothing smaller? - No.
He's breathing.
- Gel back to the hospital.
- No The cops will suspect you if they don't see you there! - And him? - I'll deal with him.
Come here.
- It's opened up.
- I'll see to it.
I'll be OK, don't worry.
- Nadia - If you thank me, I'll punch you! No, don't move, slay like that! - Slay there.
- What did you do? I saved your life.
Now tell me where my sister is.
I have no idea.
- You said you knew.
- I said what you wanted to hear.
Do you realise what I've done for you? Sorry.
- You led my sister astray! - I tried to gel her off the stuff.
Yeah I saw that in the hospital! You're wrong.
I love your sister.
We argued and she left.
- With that East-European guy? - I don't know.
She called me two days later.
She said that where she was reminded her of you.
That means she's with Tara.
Listen to me Listen! Whatever your sister has got herself dragged into, she'd never do your daughter any harm.
Police! Don't move! - Police! - He's wounded! Get out! Dr Lambert, you're under arrest.
You have the right to call a lawyer, doctor or family member.
Take her away.
She's under arrest for shooting one of our officers.
She was helping her sister's boyfriend get away from us.
I wanted to tell you before the journalists did.
Thank you, Superintendent.
Good bye.
The bitch! I'll call our lawyer.
She'll get 20 years! - Edith - No! You heard what he said! Her sister has been spending the ransom.
Our money! She shot a policeman to defend that villain! - She's been lying from the start.
- Yes, I know.
She killed our son.
- All right? - Yeah.
Keep an eye on him.
Sir, he says he can't remember anything.
Excuse me, I have to see someone.
Thanks.
I hear you're suffering memory loss.
I've told your pals.
I don't remember a thing.
They can't fix Alzheimer's properly here, bull do wonders.
Can you leave us? Thanks.
- You remember me getting shot? - I said I don't remember anything.
I was shot with your gun with your fingerprints on it.
You'll do 30 years in Dr Lambert's place.
- I don't know any Dr Lambert.
- You don't? The one who asked you to kill her husband.
Who sewed you up.
- Here.
- Fuck! - This isn't Guantanamo Bay! - A problem? We're just chatting.
I sewed myself up.
I won my medical degree in a raffle.
Like your warrant card! Don't make me laugh, it hurls.
Tell him to leave me alone.
My lawyer'll destroy you! The day of Delaunay's murder I wasn't even in France.
It's true.
Mallet checked it out.
That's me told! - Sorry.
- Fuck! Take him to his room.
- Captain.
- I'm in a hurry.
We found this at Lopes' hideout.
Claire Lambert's stuff.
- Maybe useful for your questioning.
- Thanks.
Hello, Captain.
Without the vest he'd be dead.
You won't get away with this.
It's your word against that of a sworn officer.
I don't know what happened I didn't shoot him.
Slop denying it, I was there! My client answered.
Please slay calm.
I've always thought of you as a scumbag who defends scumbags.
I'll lake that as a compliment.
Young man, I hope you noted that down.
You've already admitted you were holding the gun.
Yes.
But it wasn't me who fired.
Check it! - We are doing just that.
- Good! Vincent Lopes will testify that you pulled the trigger.
My client is innocent.
She just wants to find her daughter.
A good reason to shoot a policeman! She didn't do it! If you had proof, it'd be here.
Am I right? We'll get the ballistics results tomorrow.
We'll see who's right.
What's going on, Richard? I'm up to my neck in the Lambert case.
Exactly.
You'll get the ballistics results tomorrow.
I can tell you now.
- The bullet came from my gun.
- What? I fired the shot.
I had to.
Or Alice might have shot him in the head.
Oh, fuck! But, Richard Do you realise the shit you've landed me in? I can imagine.
Was Alice that girl, 15 years ago? I hope she's fucking worth it! I know we owe you but I won't be able to cover for you.
- You can.
- No.
Not as much as you think.
What were you trying to do? If you knew stuff about Lopes, why not tell us? Because I knew my sister wouldn't talk to you.
So you think she's mixed up in all this? No, I didn't say that.
So why help her accomplice? You helped him escape, steal a car, you treated his wound, right? You don't have to answer.
You knew how to find Lopes but not your sister? OK.
How did you get on with your husband? - I beg your pardon.
- What's the connection? Did you get on well? Leave it.
There's something I don't understand.
This sister you'd argued with, this sister who'd burnt her bridges with your family You met her before the murder and before the ransom handover.
You were very close to her alone time.
What are you imagining? Nothing, it's just a technique.
Accusing you of the worst so you'll confess.
But there's nothing to confess to.
- Can I speak to you alone? - Of course.
We're looking for your daughter too.
- What is it? - I'll be blunt.
No investigation? Nothing? The bullet was fired by accident.
Nothing else leaves this office.
He shot me, I could have died, but he resigns and it's all hushed up? Is that it? Exactly.
I had no choice.
Have long have you two been sleeping together? You told him? Fuck you! My client's been widowed and you accuse her without evidence.
- Imagine the headlines.
- I see! - Intimidation, blackmail - "Blackmail"! - Are you OK? - Wonderful! And you? As you can see.
I know where Claire is.
It's a chalet my father rented every summer.
It's only her pajamas! So find her! Find her! Two years later 3-year-old, fell off a bike, can't breathe.
- Are you his mother? - Yes.
His first time, having breathing problems? Could be laryngeal.
We'll examine him.
- We have to send him to paediatrics.
- Get him in a seated position.
- Can you treat him? - Stay with me.
Someone will slay with you, madam.
He's having trouble breathing.
We're examining him now, but he'll be fine.
- Can I see him? - Not right away, in 15 minutes.
- OK.
- Can you wait here? Thanks.
Anything for me? It's burning! Louis, quick! She's better.
Yeah.
I've had enough.
I was thinking about your house.
My friend, the estate agent, has got a proposition for you.
Thanks, Sophie.
But that's something I have to decide.
Goal! Missing Children Sorry, no new message.
It's really hard, Dad.
I tell everyone I'm coping, but I'm not.
I think every child I see is Tara.
And yet I'm not even sure I'd recognise her.
I wish you could help me.
What is it? June 2017