Notre-Dame (2022) s01e02 Episode Script
Episode 2
1
[intense orchestral music playing]
For Emmanuel Macron,
this moment is an important one.
The Great National Debate
called by him in December,
it's a way to quell
the many tensions here that
Initiated in December.
[sighs]
Okay. After four months
of consultations, conferences,
conferences and Congress,
will Macron take it
take it personally? No, who cares?
Will he be up to meeting the challenge
that he's set himself?
Okay, the Yellow Vests await a meeting
without the expectation
No, without hope. Dammit!
Without hope, without belief
[breathes deeply]
[exhales]
[mobile phone ringing]
Damn.
- Yes?
- Elena, it's me.
- Something's come up.
- Ugh. Meaning?
- We're pulling the Yellow Vests.
- What?
Are you kidding? I I'm here.
Elena, I'm really not in the mood
to fool around.
Yeah, but how It's just not fair
to pull the Yellow Vests.
They're the ones
who have forced down Macron.
There's a fire at Notre-Dame.
[scoffs]
- Oh my goodness!
- How quickly can you get there?
- Uh About, uh
- [tense music playing]
15 minutes, if I run all the red lights.
Okay. You be careful there.
Okay. Okay, all right.
I'll call you back, take care.
[tense music continues]
Okay.
- [fire crackling]
- [sombre orchestral music playing]
[Alice breathing rapidly
through apparatus]
[Taupin] Adamski!
[Alice cries out]
[fire roars]
[Alice moans, grunts desperately]
[Taupin grunts]
[Taupin yells] Fuck!
[panicked breaths through apparatus]
[Taupin] What the hell are you doing?
Are you crazy?
Taupin to command post, do you read me?
The entire frame is on fire.
Breathe!
Look at me.
- Are you okay?
- [Alice] Yeah, I'm fine.
[Taupin] Come on, let's go.
Let's go!
NOTRE-DAME
[music fades]
[tranquil string music playing]
2 YEARS BEFORE THE NIGHT OF NOTRE-DAME
These are terrible seats.
It's not a good quartet,
and the cello is terrible.
Then do what I do. Switch off.
[Catherine] Quiet, Ben! Shh.
Your wife was right not to come.
[spectator coughs quietly]
- [quartet's song concludes]
- [audience applauding]
- I'm going for a cigarette.
- Yes.
Calm down. It's just the interval.
Okay.
I'll be back.
Excuse me, sir.
Could you spare a cigarette?
But of course.
Thank you, very kind.
- You wouldn't have a light?
- Oh sure, I have it all.
[lighter clicks]
I'm surprised you smoke.
I mean, being a fireman.
First in 15 years.
Stressed?
- Yep.
- [Max chuckles]
For me, it's, uh,
it's my wife playing the cello.
Oh, the
- The cello is your wife?
- Yes.
- [Victoire] Dad? Hello.
- Victoire.
- Hi, there.
- [Victoire] Coming? About to start.
Ah, let's go.
Bye-bye. Enjoy.
You too.
- All right.
- You good?
I'm fine.
[pensive music playing]
[man 1] It's very good of you to come.
[woman 1] Five years with the brigade.
Denis saved lives.
That's very important.
Do you believe in God?
No, not really.
[woman 1] I'm sure he's in heaven.
With your son.
[pensive music continues]
[mobile phone vibrating]
[Zacharie] Hello?
Hello?
Hello?
Why do you keep calling this number?
[Alice breathing shakily]
[phone clatters]
Hello?
Hello?
[unsettling music playing]
[whimpers]
[siren wailing]
[indistinct radio chatter]
[Varèse] General, I think we should send
a fourth team to the Chimera Gallery.
[Zacharie] No, it's too late
to save the wooden frame.
And we won't be able to save the spire
from a position in the Gallery.
[Varèse] Right, but if we wanna stop
the whole vault from collapsing,
then we have to cool the roof.
Okay, up to you.
But how are things in the nave?
[Varèse] Everything looks normal for now.
Let's locate the source
and brief the unit heads.
Okay, copy that.
WHOEVER WILL SAVE HIS LIFE WILL LOSE I
BUT WHOEVER LOSES HIS LIFE FOR ME
AND THE GOSPEL SHALL BE SAVED.
[Elena] Excuse me.
- [crowd murmuring]
- [sirens wailing]
[Elena] Come on,
I'm about to run you over. Excuse me!
Excuse me, please.
Incredible.
- Sorry.
- [man 2] Can I help?
- Yes, please.
- [man 2] You are?
- Uh here.
- [man 2] Press? Go ahead.
- Yeah, press. Thanks.
- [man 2] Okay, that's fine. Thanks.
Thanks a lot. [sighs]
[mobile phone ringing]
Okay.
Yeah?
I'm good. I'm here.
- [man 3] Something I need to tell you.
- That was a pain.
[man 3] We're sending Grégoire.
He'll give his report from the forecourt.
- You're doing what?
- He'll be there in 15 minutes.
Fuck!
It's unbelievable. Okay.
What can I say? It's Mérieux.
It's his channel.
The audience
has been busting his ass for months.
He wants his star host in the field.
He wants an event within an event.
Come on, that's ridiculous, Steph.
You know that!
Grégoire is glued
to his presenter's chair.
How's he gonna get out of it?
He's never been in the field.
He'll get thrown off.
Exactly. That's the event within an event.
[whispering] Fucking seriously?
[tense music playing]
Elena.
You have to try to get ahead of everyone.
I want you in with the firefighters in 15.
[scoffs] Maybe,
but I bet you want me in the cathedral.
- If you can, that'd be great.
- I was joking, Steph. I'll call you back.
Love you, babe.
[under breath] Oh shit.
[water spraying loudly]
- [Taupin] Sit down. Get your breath back.
- [Alice panting]
Colonel Varèse, this is Taupin.
Do you copy?
[firefighter 1] Look out! Protection!
[Alice continues panting]
[firefighter 2, over radio] PS 126,
we're in position on the Chimera Gallery.
[firefighter 1] Okay, copy.
We're joining Taupin and PS 221
in the south transept.
- Copied.
- [radio beeps off]
[water gushing]
[sirens wailing]
[Varèse] How's it going?
[Taupin] The whole structure is on fire.
No way we save the rafters.
[Varèse] Keep working on the source.
We have to stop the vault from collapsing.
Can you reach the spire?
[Taupin] Hard to say.
They might have
a better view from the gallery.
But they're too far away!
- Any good from the north transept?
- No better than here.
The aerial platforms are positioning.
In the meantime,
you need to hold the ledge.
[Taupin] It's over 800 degrees up here!
If the scaffolding doesn't hold,
it'll fall right on top of us!
We should not have used the hose.
Fuck.
It's pointless! We can't even see
a quarter of it from here.
I'm gonna go see if maybe Brick's group
can reach it from the gallery at the top.
- Is something wrong?
- Nothing, I'm all right.
Sure?
Yes, I'm sure.
Okay.
- [Zacharie] Hello.
- [server] Hello. Table for two?
[Zacharie] Two, please. Thanks.
[woman 2] I just wanted to let you know
things aren't going very well with Ben.
What are you saying?
[woman 2] Well,
he and I have agreed to get a divorce.
But he couldn't bear to say it.
We actually knew
early on it wouldn't work.
Even though we both thought
we said to ourselves
it would be all right.
But there you go.
We've barely seen each other
since last summer,
and, uh, well, he's been seeing
someone else for the last few months.
And, well, so have I.
I'm so sorry.
You know, he didn't want to hurt you.
It's all right.
[pensive music playing]
[crystals tinkling]
[mobile phone vibrating]
Hello?
Hello?
Hello?
- [nail gun firing]
- [crashing]
[thug] Rico didn't like
me coming back empty-handed.
And I didn't appreciate you talking shit.
Years ago, when you were in a mess,
he helped with your business.
- Helped with the money.
- Serge, that's enough. I don't have time.
Oh. [chuckles]
You think I've nothing better to do
than chase you around, hm?
[chuckling]
- I like this car.
- It's not mine.
- Whose is it, then?
- The woman I love.
Oh the woman you love.
- Oh that's nice.
- [thugs laughing]
Does the bitch have money?
[thugs continue laughing]
You see his face?
He didn't like me calling her a bitch, hm?
[laughing continues]
[thugs scream]
[Serge groaning]
[horn honks]
[screaming]
[Max] Get out! Out! Out! Out!
So what does it feel to have this thing
pointed at your face? Answer me!
- Next time, bring a hammer! Asshole!
- [thug moaning]
Where's the other one, huh?
Where is he, huh?
Who's the bitch now, huh?
- Answer! Who's the bitch?
- It's me, it's me, it's me!
[groans] It's me! [groans]
[scoffs] Stupid motherfucker.
[thugs moaning]
- [Max] Is it broken? Take that! Asshole.
- You fucker.
You wanker!
[engine spluttering]
Come on. Start, start.
- [engine splutters again]
- Fucker.
[tense music playing]
[Serge whimpering]
[crowd singing in French]
The Lord is with thee ♪
Blessed are thou ♪
Among women ♪
And blessed is the fruit
Of thine womb, Jesus ♪
Holy Mary ♪
Mother of God ♪
[policewoman]
Hey. What are you doing here?
Hello?
Where are your parents?
He's over there.
My dad is the captain, yeah?
And he wants me to see him.
Who is your dad?
- Hamidou.
- Hamidou what?
Diallo, like me. Captain Hamidou Diallo.
Or Colonel.
Uh, he's really high up, you know.
[sighs] Well, let's see, then.
Come along.
Anyone here named Hamidou Diallo?
What is it? What's going on with that kid?
- [crowd murmuring]
- [sirens blaring]
[officer] Get back! Stay back!
My ball!
[boy] My ball, my ball!
[boy moans]
Hey! Help, people!
There's a kid drowning here!
- My ball!
- Help! There's a kid drowning over here!
He's just over there, right in
Shit!
- [grunts]
- [water splashes]
My ball! My ball!
[suspenseful music playing]
My ball! [coughing]
My ball!
Hold on.
[boy] My ball!
[Victoire] Stop!
- [boy yelling]
- Calm down!
[panting]
- Are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine.
But I lost my ball!
- Your ball?
- Yeah.
You jumped in after your ball?
Will you look at me?
You know we both could've died in there.
Yeah, but that ball belonged to my dad.
Because that's your dad's ball?
Really?
You know, you should think
before acting stupid.
Wouldn't your dad prefer
to have a son than a ball?
COMMAND POST PC3
Colonel, there's no one left
on the structure.
They've come down to the first ledge.
I need visuals.
Where are we with the drones?
[Varèse] We have to ask
the Police Commissioner for drones.
The fireboats are at Bercy.
[no audio]
[gentle piano music playing]
[Zacharie]
This is where we collect and handle
all the information
that comes in from the field,
but also anything extra from the media.
General.
[Zacharie]
Any news on the aerial platforms?
Lieutenant?
Uh, it'll be at least
another half hour, General.
And the fireboats?
Uh, they're on their way from Bercy.
How many teams are running?
[Antony] Uh, six.
Five on the way, six already in position.
They're awaiting orders, General.
What about Taupin, his team?
- [Antony] Tough, but they're holding up.
- [reporter 1] South side access is locked.
We'll deposit the equipment outside.
We'll be back as soon as we can.
[sirens blaring]
[camera shutters clicking]
Antony?
Antony!
- Antony!
- [Elena and man 1 grunt]
Beg your pardon! Sorry, miss.
- You okay?
- [Elena] Fine, fine.
Antony!
[speaking indistinctly]
Antony! Antony!
[groans] Oh man!
[Max clears throat]
Hello.
What's going on here?
Nothing. Just waiting for a footballer
to come out of his flat.
- James Larier, is it?
- Yeah.
Yeah. Up there. Top floor.
Thanks.
[door rattles]
[phone dialling]
- [man 4] Yes?
- Hey, it's me.
What you mean, "me"?
Sorry, got the wrong number.
[phone dialling]
- [James] Yes?
- It's me.
Oh it's about time!
[door buzzing]
[thrilling music playing]
[man 5] Good evening.
[James and woman 2 arguing]
- It's Victoire!
- [doorbell ringing]
Victoire! Victoire!
[arguing continues]
[pounding on door]
Victoire! Victoire!
- Fuck off! Who the fuck are you?
- [Max grunting]
Fuck's sake, who are you? Fuck! [grunts]
Where's Victoire, huh?
Victoire!
Honey, call the police! Go on!
"Honey"?
[James shouts]
- So who's Victoire?
- [Max] Victoire!
[girlfriend mutters indistinctly]
Just forget I exist. It's over! Yeah.
Just get on with your own crappy life.
Bloody transfer.
Your bloody whores
and all your other shit!
[door slams shut]
[James groans]
[Max] Where's Victoire, hm? Where is she?
[James] Who's she? Who's Victoire?
- [reporters clamouring]
- Not now. No.
- [reporter 2] Is it terrorism?
- Up there. We need somebody up there.
What is this, then?
[Zacharie] I disagree.
There are too many conspiracy theories
not to allow a reporter to shadow you.
No, no, no. There's enough pandemonium
with all the comm services
trying to secure re-election
or promoting whoever they want.
I think there's enough cameras.
They'll think we're hiding something.
Who's handling the fire? Us or Twitter?
If your team takes the pictures it needs,
we'll provide the drones.
And the Minister
will handle communications, not you.
You have just one job to do.
Save Notre-Dame.
Sorry, but we really need to tell
the police to move their cars.
- Or we'll move them. Okay?
- [firefighter 1] Copy that.
Uh, south transept,
a colleague is bringing another hose.
- [firefighter 1] Okay.
- Thanks.
This is Colombier.
We need backup to help evacuate buildings
in Quai de Montebello.
- I'll try to arrange that.
- Thanks.
Sévigné, from the third regiment.
- Oh shit, it's good to see you.
- [Sévigné] Tell me how we can help.
Right now, we need to shut off
the gas supply near the hospital.
- [Sévigné] Okay.
- Access is through the sewers.
There, there, and maybe there.
I'm not sure, you'll need to check.
- Okay, got it. Let's go.
- Thanks.
[sirens wailing]
[tender orchestral music playing]
- Hi.
- [Antony] Hi.
I can't believe it. Wow.
You haven't changed.
- [Elena] Really?
- Really.
[Elena] Neither have you.
But you're
You look in better shape.
Yeah, well, I worked out
to get into the brigade.
[Elena] I didn't know.
So you're a firefighter?
Mm, apparently.
[both chuckle]
- No, I mean, here in Paris.
- [Antony] Yeah.
[sighs] Okay.
It's been an age. [chuckles softly]
Well, yeah.
Six years.
Seven.
And a bit.
Well, thereabouts.
Um, my my channel was picked
by the Commissioner and Prefect
to report on the operation.
And they called me, as I was nearby.
[Antony] They asked you to cover this?
Well, yeah.
So, how's it going?
Here.
Images pass through here
and then the mainframe
where other channels get to use them.
Don't film anything sensitive.
Information isn't censored in France.
Know that?
Yeah, I heard that. Here.
Keep this earpiece on.
I need to be able to contact you any time.
Watch where you walk
and for anything that could fall on you.
And stay away from hot surfaces.
And do as you're told by the firemen.
They give you a guide?
Of course. Cool.
Appreciate it.
[tender music fades]
[Elena] Steph?
I'm connected to the central. We're in.
You serious? How did you manage that?
I found a way.
I knew you would.
Next job, get into the cathedral.
Call you back.
There, drink this now. It'll help.
Drink.
- You're not having one.
- [Max] No, I don't have time.
[James] Mm.
I'm pretty fucked up.
Really fucked up.
James, you have to put things
in perspective.
About six years ago,
I was the king of Paris.
I had two clubs and a restaurant.
How long have you been here?
- What, at the training centre?
- Yeah.
Maybe about six years or something.
They come and go, PSG guys.
Back then, business was booming out.
But the city decided I was a problem.
Admin checks, health inspections, audits.
Closures because of noise.
Drug busts. I had it all, until I got
permanently shut and went bankrupt.
But you see, I'm still here.
And you?
What position do you play?
- Attacking midfielder.
- You any good?
Yeah, I am.
Well, if you're a good player,
you'll find another club.
Trust me.
Right.
Now you're feeling better,
you can tell me.
What do you know of Victoire?
Here, that's her.
- That's her?
- Yes.
Well, I know her.
I was with her last night.
She's a total slut.
- She stole Hey!
- What did you say?
You had better watch your mouth.
You don't talk about girls that way.
Okay, okay.
[James talking on video]
- Take a good look.
- Yeah, I'm sure it's her.
She went and stole my Mojo.
Your what?
My Mojo. It's a it's a chain
A gold cross that has diamonds.
I always have it on,
and I wake up this morning, and it's gone.
And the other girls, who are they?
I don't know her, but, yeah, that's Raina.
- Raina? She's a friend of Victoire's?
- Mm.
Well, yeah,
she's the one who brought her along.
You have a number?
[James] Mm.
Here.
You have a car?
I have a few, so what?
["Nobody" by COUCOU CHLOE plays]
- [Max] Is this Raina?
- [Raina, on phone] Yeah, speaking.
Hi, I'm Max. I'd really like to meet.
Are you available?
- When, now?
- Yes, now would be perfect.
["Nobody" continues on stereo]
[song changes on stereo]
This music is shit.
- [choir singing classical music on radio]
- There we are.
- [crowd murmuring]
- [camera shutters clicking]
Can you manage on your own now, or not?
No.
No, you can't?
No, I can't. No.
- You sure he's over there?
- Yeah.
Why are you shaking like that?
Are you really that cold?
Well, yeah.
Okay, don't move.
I'll be right back. Don't move.
[classical choir music continues]
[pills rattling]
[pill bottle shaking]
- Here, put this on.
- What is it, a cape?
Yeah, it's like a superhero.
- What's your name?
- Billy. And you?
- My name's Victoire.
- [Billy] Victoire's pretty.
[Victoire] Yeah.
Well, don't get too attached
'cause our story ends here.
Uh, can you help me?
Do you think
it'd be possible to get through?
Because the boy needs to speak to his dad.
It's important.
- Yeah, yeah sure.
- You don't mind? Thanks.
Let's go.
Right. You wait here, okay?
- Wait, what's your dad called?
- [Billy] Hamidou.
- Hamidou, that's all?
- [Billy] Hamidou Diallo.
Hamidou Diallo.
I'll be right back.
Excuse me, excuse me.
Um, please, can I ask of you
- Just go around. You can't be here.
- No, I know.
I just need one minute.
- That kid's dad's here.
- What's his dad go by?
He's called Hamidou Diallo.
- Don't know him. Do you?
- No, I don't.
- Sure his father's with the BSPP?
- Uh, I don't.
- Is your dad with the BSPP?
- [Billy] Yes.
- Do you know what the BSPP is?
- [Billy] No.
Oh fuck. I'm sorry,
but I can't look after him, okay?
He said he's waiting here for his father,
but I've got to leave soon for a flight.
Yeah, but we're kind of busy.
Go and ask the police, they'll help.
Amazing. You're the best.
All right, listen, Billy, look.
I have an important place
that I have to be.
You need to help me. Where do you live?
Is there somewhere you can go?
In Saint-Denis with my sisters.
[Victoire] Your sisters know you're here?
Did you tell them?
- Oh, I forgot to tell them.
- [Victoire] Oh fuck.
You know,
you can't just leave your home like that.
It's too dangerous.
Billy, it's dangerous.
I haven't got the time
to take you home, Billy.
I must get to the airport.
It's okay. I'll come too.
No, that's impossible.
Come on, let's go, then.
We'll find a mobile and call your sisters.
There's no point!
I don't remember their numbers.
I don't know them.
[Victoire sighs]
- Antony, can you hear?
- [Antony] Yes, yes, I hear you.
[Elena] Tell me, whose permission
do I need to film inside the cathedral?
Mine, and I'm telling you no.
There's no way.
It's too dangerous for us,
so for journalists
We're not talking about
any journalist here.
Yeah, that's what I mean.
I'm not asking to get near the fire.
I just wanna get a few pictures.
Listen, forget it.
Hold on. Who are you with?
Are you on your own?
No, no, no.
[chuckles]
It feels so weird to hear your voice.
I mean, it feels nice, but weird.
Yeah, same.
Have you been in Paris long?
Two years.
And you don't miss La Réunion?
[tender music playing]
Sure. Sometimes, yeah.
SOUVENIR FROM LA RÉUNION
You?
I do sometimes.
[mobile phone ringing]
- [Steph] Elena, you there?
- [Elena] Yeah.
We still live over there?
Because there's no picture.
- Did you cut the sound?
- No. I, uh Well, yeah, it was glitching.
Elena, can you hear me?
What's with the new headsets?
Are they okay?
Where are you now?
Well, I'm trying to find a way
to move into the cathedral.
Are you okay?
You sound weird.
Not at all. I'm fine.
- [Steph] Are you sure?
- Yeah, I'm sure.
[suspenseful music playing]
Hang on, I could be on my way through.
Hi, there. BFM.
Could you explain what exactly's going on?
[firefighter 3] What's happening is that
that it's It's tricky.
[Elena] Tricky? What do you mean?
Uh uh, miss,
it's not really for me to say.
Sure, but could you tell me a bit
about what you were doing?
[firefighter 3] Uh, sure.
We were just in the nave
stopping the fire spreading.
So it's got to the nave?
[firefighter 1] Not yet,
but if you ask me,
won't be long before it does.
Elena, Elena, listen to me.
Do what you can to get into the nave.
Can you show me?
[producer] She has to get in.
No, no, it's dangerous.
Oh, but I've been granted full access
to film.
Just at the entrance, one second.
[suspenseful music continues]
Come on, please. Just a few seconds.
Promise.
And you can come with me.
[firefighter 1] Who's she?
[firefighter 3] She's got permission.
Wants to film the nave for a few seconds.
I'll be right by the entrance.
A few seconds, then I'm out.
- Who gave permission?
- Shit.
Hold on, hold on. Don't panic.
General Ducourt
and the Police Commissioner.
Do you want to chat with my parents too?
She can have ten seconds.
She's amazing.
[sirens blaring]
[fire roaring, crackling]
The wind's coming from the east.
It's pushing the fire towards the towers.
It means that the roof
well, it's spreading underneath.
I don't know if we can save it.
Think we should focus
on saving the towers?
Yeah, we might be able to.
But for now, they're unaffected.
I need to go back in
because I don't understand
how they connect to the structure.
What do you think is the priority?
Priority? It's really hard to say.
Okay. See that?
There's a crack in the nave.
Right above the altar, near the keystone.
And you understand
- The keystone holds up the vault.
- Mm-hmm, here.
[sombre instrumental music playing]
[panting]
[groaning]
[panting]
[door closes]
It was you.
All those calls.
It was me.
You shouldn't have put us
in that position.
What is it you're blaming me for?
Taking too many risks?
Sending men to their death?
Or killing my son?
[Alice breathes heavily]
The risk was fully accepted and approved.
A fallen firefighter isn't a victim.
He chooses his destiny.
There were people in that building
who needed saving.
We had to go in.
[Alice] Sure, nice speech.
[Zacharie] It's true.
But it can't all be about that.
Death.
And we all need a nice story to
come to terms with our mistakes.
You managed to get out.
That's what counts.
What do you want? Do you know?
You want me to resign?
I'll resign.
I want
Ben and me were very very much in love.
That's all. I just want you to realize.
To understand.
[sombre music playing]
[fire crackling]
[firemen speaking indistinctly]
[Varèse] General!
The columns near the altar are shaking.
I need another team.
We need to position them
at the base of the first belfry.
I've been fighting fires for 30 years.
Sometimes I win, sometimes I lose.
Thirty years.
My longest relationship.
I'm gonna resign tomorrow.
I have the letter on me.
And it's not just because of Ben's death.
There have been so many more.
You never get used to it. No one can.
It troubles you.
But what are you blaming yourself for?
Our lives are at risk. We know that.
Ben knew that, as well.
Knowing it is one thing.
It's another to accept it.
Varèse,
help me go out on a win.
Save the cathedral without losing a soul.
[thrilling music playing]
[Elena] It's going to collapse!
[firefighter 1] Stand back!
Get back, get back!
Get back, all of you!
Get back!
[intense music playing]
No more risks.
- [fire raging]
- [uneasy music playing]
[intense orchestral music playing]
BASED ON THE BOOK "LA NUIT DE NOTRE-DAME"
WRITTEN BY THE PARIS FIRE DEPARTMEN
AND ROMAIN GUBER
[intense music fades]
[sombre orchestral music playing]
[intense orchestral music playing]
For Emmanuel Macron,
this moment is an important one.
The Great National Debate
called by him in December,
it's a way to quell
the many tensions here that
Initiated in December.
[sighs]
Okay. After four months
of consultations, conferences,
conferences and Congress,
will Macron take it
take it personally? No, who cares?
Will he be up to meeting the challenge
that he's set himself?
Okay, the Yellow Vests await a meeting
without the expectation
No, without hope. Dammit!
Without hope, without belief
[breathes deeply]
[exhales]
[mobile phone ringing]
Damn.
- Yes?
- Elena, it's me.
- Something's come up.
- Ugh. Meaning?
- We're pulling the Yellow Vests.
- What?
Are you kidding? I I'm here.
Elena, I'm really not in the mood
to fool around.
Yeah, but how It's just not fair
to pull the Yellow Vests.
They're the ones
who have forced down Macron.
There's a fire at Notre-Dame.
[scoffs]
- Oh my goodness!
- How quickly can you get there?
- Uh About, uh
- [tense music playing]
15 minutes, if I run all the red lights.
Okay. You be careful there.
Okay. Okay, all right.
I'll call you back, take care.
[tense music continues]
Okay.
- [fire crackling]
- [sombre orchestral music playing]
[Alice breathing rapidly
through apparatus]
[Taupin] Adamski!
[Alice cries out]
[fire roars]
[Alice moans, grunts desperately]
[Taupin grunts]
[Taupin yells] Fuck!
[panicked breaths through apparatus]
[Taupin] What the hell are you doing?
Are you crazy?
Taupin to command post, do you read me?
The entire frame is on fire.
Breathe!
Look at me.
- Are you okay?
- [Alice] Yeah, I'm fine.
[Taupin] Come on, let's go.
Let's go!
NOTRE-DAME
[music fades]
[tranquil string music playing]
2 YEARS BEFORE THE NIGHT OF NOTRE-DAME
These are terrible seats.
It's not a good quartet,
and the cello is terrible.
Then do what I do. Switch off.
[Catherine] Quiet, Ben! Shh.
Your wife was right not to come.
[spectator coughs quietly]
- [quartet's song concludes]
- [audience applauding]
- I'm going for a cigarette.
- Yes.
Calm down. It's just the interval.
Okay.
I'll be back.
Excuse me, sir.
Could you spare a cigarette?
But of course.
Thank you, very kind.
- You wouldn't have a light?
- Oh sure, I have it all.
[lighter clicks]
I'm surprised you smoke.
I mean, being a fireman.
First in 15 years.
Stressed?
- Yep.
- [Max chuckles]
For me, it's, uh,
it's my wife playing the cello.
Oh, the
- The cello is your wife?
- Yes.
- [Victoire] Dad? Hello.
- Victoire.
- Hi, there.
- [Victoire] Coming? About to start.
Ah, let's go.
Bye-bye. Enjoy.
You too.
- All right.
- You good?
I'm fine.
[pensive music playing]
[man 1] It's very good of you to come.
[woman 1] Five years with the brigade.
Denis saved lives.
That's very important.
Do you believe in God?
No, not really.
[woman 1] I'm sure he's in heaven.
With your son.
[pensive music continues]
[mobile phone vibrating]
[Zacharie] Hello?
Hello?
Hello?
Why do you keep calling this number?
[Alice breathing shakily]
[phone clatters]
Hello?
Hello?
[unsettling music playing]
[whimpers]
[siren wailing]
[indistinct radio chatter]
[Varèse] General, I think we should send
a fourth team to the Chimera Gallery.
[Zacharie] No, it's too late
to save the wooden frame.
And we won't be able to save the spire
from a position in the Gallery.
[Varèse] Right, but if we wanna stop
the whole vault from collapsing,
then we have to cool the roof.
Okay, up to you.
But how are things in the nave?
[Varèse] Everything looks normal for now.
Let's locate the source
and brief the unit heads.
Okay, copy that.
WHOEVER WILL SAVE HIS LIFE WILL LOSE I
BUT WHOEVER LOSES HIS LIFE FOR ME
AND THE GOSPEL SHALL BE SAVED.
[Elena] Excuse me.
- [crowd murmuring]
- [sirens wailing]
[Elena] Come on,
I'm about to run you over. Excuse me!
Excuse me, please.
Incredible.
- Sorry.
- [man 2] Can I help?
- Yes, please.
- [man 2] You are?
- Uh here.
- [man 2] Press? Go ahead.
- Yeah, press. Thanks.
- [man 2] Okay, that's fine. Thanks.
Thanks a lot. [sighs]
[mobile phone ringing]
Okay.
Yeah?
I'm good. I'm here.
- [man 3] Something I need to tell you.
- That was a pain.
[man 3] We're sending Grégoire.
He'll give his report from the forecourt.
- You're doing what?
- He'll be there in 15 minutes.
Fuck!
It's unbelievable. Okay.
What can I say? It's Mérieux.
It's his channel.
The audience
has been busting his ass for months.
He wants his star host in the field.
He wants an event within an event.
Come on, that's ridiculous, Steph.
You know that!
Grégoire is glued
to his presenter's chair.
How's he gonna get out of it?
He's never been in the field.
He'll get thrown off.
Exactly. That's the event within an event.
[whispering] Fucking seriously?
[tense music playing]
Elena.
You have to try to get ahead of everyone.
I want you in with the firefighters in 15.
[scoffs] Maybe,
but I bet you want me in the cathedral.
- If you can, that'd be great.
- I was joking, Steph. I'll call you back.
Love you, babe.
[under breath] Oh shit.
[water spraying loudly]
- [Taupin] Sit down. Get your breath back.
- [Alice panting]
Colonel Varèse, this is Taupin.
Do you copy?
[firefighter 1] Look out! Protection!
[Alice continues panting]
[firefighter 2, over radio] PS 126,
we're in position on the Chimera Gallery.
[firefighter 1] Okay, copy.
We're joining Taupin and PS 221
in the south transept.
- Copied.
- [radio beeps off]
[water gushing]
[sirens wailing]
[Varèse] How's it going?
[Taupin] The whole structure is on fire.
No way we save the rafters.
[Varèse] Keep working on the source.
We have to stop the vault from collapsing.
Can you reach the spire?
[Taupin] Hard to say.
They might have
a better view from the gallery.
But they're too far away!
- Any good from the north transept?
- No better than here.
The aerial platforms are positioning.
In the meantime,
you need to hold the ledge.
[Taupin] It's over 800 degrees up here!
If the scaffolding doesn't hold,
it'll fall right on top of us!
We should not have used the hose.
Fuck.
It's pointless! We can't even see
a quarter of it from here.
I'm gonna go see if maybe Brick's group
can reach it from the gallery at the top.
- Is something wrong?
- Nothing, I'm all right.
Sure?
Yes, I'm sure.
Okay.
- [Zacharie] Hello.
- [server] Hello. Table for two?
[Zacharie] Two, please. Thanks.
[woman 2] I just wanted to let you know
things aren't going very well with Ben.
What are you saying?
[woman 2] Well,
he and I have agreed to get a divorce.
But he couldn't bear to say it.
We actually knew
early on it wouldn't work.
Even though we both thought
we said to ourselves
it would be all right.
But there you go.
We've barely seen each other
since last summer,
and, uh, well, he's been seeing
someone else for the last few months.
And, well, so have I.
I'm so sorry.
You know, he didn't want to hurt you.
It's all right.
[pensive music playing]
[crystals tinkling]
[mobile phone vibrating]
Hello?
Hello?
Hello?
- [nail gun firing]
- [crashing]
[thug] Rico didn't like
me coming back empty-handed.
And I didn't appreciate you talking shit.
Years ago, when you were in a mess,
he helped with your business.
- Helped with the money.
- Serge, that's enough. I don't have time.
Oh. [chuckles]
You think I've nothing better to do
than chase you around, hm?
[chuckling]
- I like this car.
- It's not mine.
- Whose is it, then?
- The woman I love.
Oh the woman you love.
- Oh that's nice.
- [thugs laughing]
Does the bitch have money?
[thugs continue laughing]
You see his face?
He didn't like me calling her a bitch, hm?
[laughing continues]
[thugs scream]
[Serge groaning]
[horn honks]
[screaming]
[Max] Get out! Out! Out! Out!
So what does it feel to have this thing
pointed at your face? Answer me!
- Next time, bring a hammer! Asshole!
- [thug moaning]
Where's the other one, huh?
Where is he, huh?
Who's the bitch now, huh?
- Answer! Who's the bitch?
- It's me, it's me, it's me!
[groans] It's me! [groans]
[scoffs] Stupid motherfucker.
[thugs moaning]
- [Max] Is it broken? Take that! Asshole.
- You fucker.
You wanker!
[engine spluttering]
Come on. Start, start.
- [engine splutters again]
- Fucker.
[tense music playing]
[Serge whimpering]
[crowd singing in French]
The Lord is with thee ♪
Blessed are thou ♪
Among women ♪
And blessed is the fruit
Of thine womb, Jesus ♪
Holy Mary ♪
Mother of God ♪
[policewoman]
Hey. What are you doing here?
Hello?
Where are your parents?
He's over there.
My dad is the captain, yeah?
And he wants me to see him.
Who is your dad?
- Hamidou.
- Hamidou what?
Diallo, like me. Captain Hamidou Diallo.
Or Colonel.
Uh, he's really high up, you know.
[sighs] Well, let's see, then.
Come along.
Anyone here named Hamidou Diallo?
What is it? What's going on with that kid?
- [crowd murmuring]
- [sirens blaring]
[officer] Get back! Stay back!
My ball!
[boy] My ball, my ball!
[boy moans]
Hey! Help, people!
There's a kid drowning here!
- My ball!
- Help! There's a kid drowning over here!
He's just over there, right in
Shit!
- [grunts]
- [water splashes]
My ball! My ball!
[suspenseful music playing]
My ball! [coughing]
My ball!
Hold on.
[boy] My ball!
[Victoire] Stop!
- [boy yelling]
- Calm down!
[panting]
- Are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine.
But I lost my ball!
- Your ball?
- Yeah.
You jumped in after your ball?
Will you look at me?
You know we both could've died in there.
Yeah, but that ball belonged to my dad.
Because that's your dad's ball?
Really?
You know, you should think
before acting stupid.
Wouldn't your dad prefer
to have a son than a ball?
COMMAND POST PC3
Colonel, there's no one left
on the structure.
They've come down to the first ledge.
I need visuals.
Where are we with the drones?
[Varèse] We have to ask
the Police Commissioner for drones.
The fireboats are at Bercy.
[no audio]
[gentle piano music playing]
[Zacharie]
This is where we collect and handle
all the information
that comes in from the field,
but also anything extra from the media.
General.
[Zacharie]
Any news on the aerial platforms?
Lieutenant?
Uh, it'll be at least
another half hour, General.
And the fireboats?
Uh, they're on their way from Bercy.
How many teams are running?
[Antony] Uh, six.
Five on the way, six already in position.
They're awaiting orders, General.
What about Taupin, his team?
- [Antony] Tough, but they're holding up.
- [reporter 1] South side access is locked.
We'll deposit the equipment outside.
We'll be back as soon as we can.
[sirens blaring]
[camera shutters clicking]
Antony?
Antony!
- Antony!
- [Elena and man 1 grunt]
Beg your pardon! Sorry, miss.
- You okay?
- [Elena] Fine, fine.
Antony!
[speaking indistinctly]
Antony! Antony!
[groans] Oh man!
[Max clears throat]
Hello.
What's going on here?
Nothing. Just waiting for a footballer
to come out of his flat.
- James Larier, is it?
- Yeah.
Yeah. Up there. Top floor.
Thanks.
[door rattles]
[phone dialling]
- [man 4] Yes?
- Hey, it's me.
What you mean, "me"?
Sorry, got the wrong number.
[phone dialling]
- [James] Yes?
- It's me.
Oh it's about time!
[door buzzing]
[thrilling music playing]
[man 5] Good evening.
[James and woman 2 arguing]
- It's Victoire!
- [doorbell ringing]
Victoire! Victoire!
[arguing continues]
[pounding on door]
Victoire! Victoire!
- Fuck off! Who the fuck are you?
- [Max grunting]
Fuck's sake, who are you? Fuck! [grunts]
Where's Victoire, huh?
Victoire!
Honey, call the police! Go on!
"Honey"?
[James shouts]
- So who's Victoire?
- [Max] Victoire!
[girlfriend mutters indistinctly]
Just forget I exist. It's over! Yeah.
Just get on with your own crappy life.
Bloody transfer.
Your bloody whores
and all your other shit!
[door slams shut]
[James groans]
[Max] Where's Victoire, hm? Where is she?
[James] Who's she? Who's Victoire?
- [reporters clamouring]
- Not now. No.
- [reporter 2] Is it terrorism?
- Up there. We need somebody up there.
What is this, then?
[Zacharie] I disagree.
There are too many conspiracy theories
not to allow a reporter to shadow you.
No, no, no. There's enough pandemonium
with all the comm services
trying to secure re-election
or promoting whoever they want.
I think there's enough cameras.
They'll think we're hiding something.
Who's handling the fire? Us or Twitter?
If your team takes the pictures it needs,
we'll provide the drones.
And the Minister
will handle communications, not you.
You have just one job to do.
Save Notre-Dame.
Sorry, but we really need to tell
the police to move their cars.
- Or we'll move them. Okay?
- [firefighter 1] Copy that.
Uh, south transept,
a colleague is bringing another hose.
- [firefighter 1] Okay.
- Thanks.
This is Colombier.
We need backup to help evacuate buildings
in Quai de Montebello.
- I'll try to arrange that.
- Thanks.
Sévigné, from the third regiment.
- Oh shit, it's good to see you.
- [Sévigné] Tell me how we can help.
Right now, we need to shut off
the gas supply near the hospital.
- [Sévigné] Okay.
- Access is through the sewers.
There, there, and maybe there.
I'm not sure, you'll need to check.
- Okay, got it. Let's go.
- Thanks.
[sirens wailing]
[tender orchestral music playing]
- Hi.
- [Antony] Hi.
I can't believe it. Wow.
You haven't changed.
- [Elena] Really?
- Really.
[Elena] Neither have you.
But you're
You look in better shape.
Yeah, well, I worked out
to get into the brigade.
[Elena] I didn't know.
So you're a firefighter?
Mm, apparently.
[both chuckle]
- No, I mean, here in Paris.
- [Antony] Yeah.
[sighs] Okay.
It's been an age. [chuckles softly]
Well, yeah.
Six years.
Seven.
And a bit.
Well, thereabouts.
Um, my my channel was picked
by the Commissioner and Prefect
to report on the operation.
And they called me, as I was nearby.
[Antony] They asked you to cover this?
Well, yeah.
So, how's it going?
Here.
Images pass through here
and then the mainframe
where other channels get to use them.
Don't film anything sensitive.
Information isn't censored in France.
Know that?
Yeah, I heard that. Here.
Keep this earpiece on.
I need to be able to contact you any time.
Watch where you walk
and for anything that could fall on you.
And stay away from hot surfaces.
And do as you're told by the firemen.
They give you a guide?
Of course. Cool.
Appreciate it.
[tender music fades]
[Elena] Steph?
I'm connected to the central. We're in.
You serious? How did you manage that?
I found a way.
I knew you would.
Next job, get into the cathedral.
Call you back.
There, drink this now. It'll help.
Drink.
- You're not having one.
- [Max] No, I don't have time.
[James] Mm.
I'm pretty fucked up.
Really fucked up.
James, you have to put things
in perspective.
About six years ago,
I was the king of Paris.
I had two clubs and a restaurant.
How long have you been here?
- What, at the training centre?
- Yeah.
Maybe about six years or something.
They come and go, PSG guys.
Back then, business was booming out.
But the city decided I was a problem.
Admin checks, health inspections, audits.
Closures because of noise.
Drug busts. I had it all, until I got
permanently shut and went bankrupt.
But you see, I'm still here.
And you?
What position do you play?
- Attacking midfielder.
- You any good?
Yeah, I am.
Well, if you're a good player,
you'll find another club.
Trust me.
Right.
Now you're feeling better,
you can tell me.
What do you know of Victoire?
Here, that's her.
- That's her?
- Yes.
Well, I know her.
I was with her last night.
She's a total slut.
- She stole Hey!
- What did you say?
You had better watch your mouth.
You don't talk about girls that way.
Okay, okay.
[James talking on video]
- Take a good look.
- Yeah, I'm sure it's her.
She went and stole my Mojo.
Your what?
My Mojo. It's a it's a chain
A gold cross that has diamonds.
I always have it on,
and I wake up this morning, and it's gone.
And the other girls, who are they?
I don't know her, but, yeah, that's Raina.
- Raina? She's a friend of Victoire's?
- Mm.
Well, yeah,
she's the one who brought her along.
You have a number?
[James] Mm.
Here.
You have a car?
I have a few, so what?
["Nobody" by COUCOU CHLOE plays]
- [Max] Is this Raina?
- [Raina, on phone] Yeah, speaking.
Hi, I'm Max. I'd really like to meet.
Are you available?
- When, now?
- Yes, now would be perfect.
["Nobody" continues on stereo]
[song changes on stereo]
This music is shit.
- [choir singing classical music on radio]
- There we are.
- [crowd murmuring]
- [camera shutters clicking]
Can you manage on your own now, or not?
No.
No, you can't?
No, I can't. No.
- You sure he's over there?
- Yeah.
Why are you shaking like that?
Are you really that cold?
Well, yeah.
Okay, don't move.
I'll be right back. Don't move.
[classical choir music continues]
[pills rattling]
[pill bottle shaking]
- Here, put this on.
- What is it, a cape?
Yeah, it's like a superhero.
- What's your name?
- Billy. And you?
- My name's Victoire.
- [Billy] Victoire's pretty.
[Victoire] Yeah.
Well, don't get too attached
'cause our story ends here.
Uh, can you help me?
Do you think
it'd be possible to get through?
Because the boy needs to speak to his dad.
It's important.
- Yeah, yeah sure.
- You don't mind? Thanks.
Let's go.
Right. You wait here, okay?
- Wait, what's your dad called?
- [Billy] Hamidou.
- Hamidou, that's all?
- [Billy] Hamidou Diallo.
Hamidou Diallo.
I'll be right back.
Excuse me, excuse me.
Um, please, can I ask of you
- Just go around. You can't be here.
- No, I know.
I just need one minute.
- That kid's dad's here.
- What's his dad go by?
He's called Hamidou Diallo.
- Don't know him. Do you?
- No, I don't.
- Sure his father's with the BSPP?
- Uh, I don't.
- Is your dad with the BSPP?
- [Billy] Yes.
- Do you know what the BSPP is?
- [Billy] No.
Oh fuck. I'm sorry,
but I can't look after him, okay?
He said he's waiting here for his father,
but I've got to leave soon for a flight.
Yeah, but we're kind of busy.
Go and ask the police, they'll help.
Amazing. You're the best.
All right, listen, Billy, look.
I have an important place
that I have to be.
You need to help me. Where do you live?
Is there somewhere you can go?
In Saint-Denis with my sisters.
[Victoire] Your sisters know you're here?
Did you tell them?
- Oh, I forgot to tell them.
- [Victoire] Oh fuck.
You know,
you can't just leave your home like that.
It's too dangerous.
Billy, it's dangerous.
I haven't got the time
to take you home, Billy.
I must get to the airport.
It's okay. I'll come too.
No, that's impossible.
Come on, let's go, then.
We'll find a mobile and call your sisters.
There's no point!
I don't remember their numbers.
I don't know them.
[Victoire sighs]
- Antony, can you hear?
- [Antony] Yes, yes, I hear you.
[Elena] Tell me, whose permission
do I need to film inside the cathedral?
Mine, and I'm telling you no.
There's no way.
It's too dangerous for us,
so for journalists
We're not talking about
any journalist here.
Yeah, that's what I mean.
I'm not asking to get near the fire.
I just wanna get a few pictures.
Listen, forget it.
Hold on. Who are you with?
Are you on your own?
No, no, no.
[chuckles]
It feels so weird to hear your voice.
I mean, it feels nice, but weird.
Yeah, same.
Have you been in Paris long?
Two years.
And you don't miss La Réunion?
[tender music playing]
Sure. Sometimes, yeah.
SOUVENIR FROM LA RÉUNION
You?
I do sometimes.
[mobile phone ringing]
- [Steph] Elena, you there?
- [Elena] Yeah.
We still live over there?
Because there's no picture.
- Did you cut the sound?
- No. I, uh Well, yeah, it was glitching.
Elena, can you hear me?
What's with the new headsets?
Are they okay?
Where are you now?
Well, I'm trying to find a way
to move into the cathedral.
Are you okay?
You sound weird.
Not at all. I'm fine.
- [Steph] Are you sure?
- Yeah, I'm sure.
[suspenseful music playing]
Hang on, I could be on my way through.
Hi, there. BFM.
Could you explain what exactly's going on?
[firefighter 3] What's happening is that
that it's It's tricky.
[Elena] Tricky? What do you mean?
Uh uh, miss,
it's not really for me to say.
Sure, but could you tell me a bit
about what you were doing?
[firefighter 3] Uh, sure.
We were just in the nave
stopping the fire spreading.
So it's got to the nave?
[firefighter 1] Not yet,
but if you ask me,
won't be long before it does.
Elena, Elena, listen to me.
Do what you can to get into the nave.
Can you show me?
[producer] She has to get in.
No, no, it's dangerous.
Oh, but I've been granted full access
to film.
Just at the entrance, one second.
[suspenseful music continues]
Come on, please. Just a few seconds.
Promise.
And you can come with me.
[firefighter 1] Who's she?
[firefighter 3] She's got permission.
Wants to film the nave for a few seconds.
I'll be right by the entrance.
A few seconds, then I'm out.
- Who gave permission?
- Shit.
Hold on, hold on. Don't panic.
General Ducourt
and the Police Commissioner.
Do you want to chat with my parents too?
She can have ten seconds.
She's amazing.
[sirens blaring]
[fire roaring, crackling]
The wind's coming from the east.
It's pushing the fire towards the towers.
It means that the roof
well, it's spreading underneath.
I don't know if we can save it.
Think we should focus
on saving the towers?
Yeah, we might be able to.
But for now, they're unaffected.
I need to go back in
because I don't understand
how they connect to the structure.
What do you think is the priority?
Priority? It's really hard to say.
Okay. See that?
There's a crack in the nave.
Right above the altar, near the keystone.
And you understand
- The keystone holds up the vault.
- Mm-hmm, here.
[sombre instrumental music playing]
[panting]
[groaning]
[panting]
[door closes]
It was you.
All those calls.
It was me.
You shouldn't have put us
in that position.
What is it you're blaming me for?
Taking too many risks?
Sending men to their death?
Or killing my son?
[Alice breathes heavily]
The risk was fully accepted and approved.
A fallen firefighter isn't a victim.
He chooses his destiny.
There were people in that building
who needed saving.
We had to go in.
[Alice] Sure, nice speech.
[Zacharie] It's true.
But it can't all be about that.
Death.
And we all need a nice story to
come to terms with our mistakes.
You managed to get out.
That's what counts.
What do you want? Do you know?
You want me to resign?
I'll resign.
I want
Ben and me were very very much in love.
That's all. I just want you to realize.
To understand.
[sombre music playing]
[fire crackling]
[firemen speaking indistinctly]
[Varèse] General!
The columns near the altar are shaking.
I need another team.
We need to position them
at the base of the first belfry.
I've been fighting fires for 30 years.
Sometimes I win, sometimes I lose.
Thirty years.
My longest relationship.
I'm gonna resign tomorrow.
I have the letter on me.
And it's not just because of Ben's death.
There have been so many more.
You never get used to it. No one can.
It troubles you.
But what are you blaming yourself for?
Our lives are at risk. We know that.
Ben knew that, as well.
Knowing it is one thing.
It's another to accept it.
Varèse,
help me go out on a win.
Save the cathedral without losing a soul.
[thrilling music playing]
[Elena] It's going to collapse!
[firefighter 1] Stand back!
Get back, get back!
Get back, all of you!
Get back!
[intense music playing]
No more risks.
- [fire raging]
- [uneasy music playing]
[intense orchestral music playing]
BASED ON THE BOOK "LA NUIT DE NOTRE-DAME"
WRITTEN BY THE PARIS FIRE DEPARTMEN
AND ROMAIN GUBER
[intense music fades]
[sombre orchestral music playing]