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CRUNCH
GASP
FLUSH
ARGUING
Did you take my charger?
Yes.
Why are you taking my stuff?
Mine doesn't work anymore.
I don't care, that's your problem.
You can share a little.
No! You can share a little.
You suck.
You have two! It's MY charger!
CROSSTALK
I'm keeping it!
CROSSTALK I'm keeping it!
I'll confiscate it! CRYING
Hey, you're making Chloe cry!
CROSSTALK
There's no more.
Are you gonna eat
The banker's offering to meet at 6 pm to review loan offers!
MORGANE WHOOPS
LUDO: Hey Gilles!
Gonna do it again?
Uh, a loanWell, for what? Yeah!
CROSSTALK
A loan for what???
We didn't tell him!
CROSSTALK
We have a house.
Our dream house, okay,
a palace! -It's great.
Zero works. On the other hand,
I could repaint the kitchen. GILLES: The bank the bank
CROSSTALK
A bank has approved you?
My mom is the guarantor.
Oh, oh, yeah?
No, no, stop!
Oh, yeah, that's great. It's great!
Well, I'm a little sad, but that's great for you!
We haven't signed yet, you know.
No. Then you have to clean up.
CROSSTALK
TEXT ALERTS
Ah, business is picking up!
Robin, the city needs us!
Why am I Robin? -Times are changing, Robin!
Let's go! Put on your cape and tights!
childish!
See childish! That?
RADIO CHATTER
Hi, Gilles. How are you? -So-so.
What do we have?
Valentin Beliard, 17 years old.
Oh shit. -His ID was in his moped.
His parents' farm is 3km away.
We found his charred body in that barn.
An accident? -At first glance.
The firefighters say with the hay a spark would be enough.
We found cigarette butts in the barn. -OK.
And the moped?
What's the matter? GRUNTS
What?
"CHILD OF"
WOO HOO!
WOO!
LAUGHING
Oh fuck!
HAPPY SHRIEKING
What is this nonsense?
What is it? -What is this crap?
You've just been reinstated!
When are you going to stop your bullshit?
Wait, am I dreaming? Open to the second button?
Hiding something big? -What?
Did you meet someone?
Oh yeah?
Really? You met someone? GASP
Karadec! Damn, I don't believe it. Karadec has a girl. Wait!
Give me a push.
Asphyxiation, probably.
Carbon monoxide has a rapid poisoning effect.
I'll know more after the autopsy, but given the state of the body,
it's going to take longer than usual.
And the identification?
He had fireproof construction boots.
Something might interest you.
He has a tattoo on his right ankle.
I'll spare you the rest.
A small tribal symbol. -May I? CLEARS THROAT
SNIFFS
Have you changed your perfume?
Eh? BONNEMAIN: No, not at all.
Too close, Morgane. -What's that grapefruit smell?
SNIFFING
Oh, there it is.
Oh fuck!
Yes, it's a super-powerful surface disinfectant.
We used it in nursing homes,
with old people you don't mess around.
As far as I remember, it's super flammable.
AH! Yeah, look-- OH FUCK!
FLAMES, SHOUTING
MORGANE: I'LL SAVE YOU! GILLES: ON HIM!
DON"T MOVE!
KARADEC?
Karadec?
You there?
Karadec?
Fuck, you freaked me out. THEY COUGH
You had a narrow escape. How are you? OK?
NO, IT'S NOT OK!
You should thank me. Without me, you were a kebab!
Thank you?
You burned me!
You ruined my jacket! -Oh, it's alright.
OK, I'VE GOT IT: DELIBERATE ARSON,
IT'S A HOMICIDE! THANK YOU!
Hence my demonstration! -It's not okay!
What, it made sense!
Again, I'm sorry about the jacket. Don't sulk.
Come on, let's change the subject. So
Your conquest, you brought her to Rani?
Huh? She liked the samosas?
Wait, it wasn't Rani's?
So it's really serious. You didn't even tell me
where you met her. Eh?
And then, sexually, is it a match? Huh?
What, don't tell me you haven't
Morgane, you and me are just colleagues, OK?
Personal life remains personal. OK?
Oh OK, you haven't yet.
Haven't what yet? -What else?
Do you think this is the time?
Excuse me, I'm interested.
Hello. Cmdr. Karadec, Judicial Police,
Morgane Alvaro, consultant.
Are you Valentin's brother?
What's going on?
KARINE: I don't understand,
Val was quiet, no problems with anyone.
When was the last time you saw him?
THEO: It was
Friday night.
You weren't worried?
KARINE: No. He was partying with friends.
We're used to it.
"Get well soon."
Had something happened to him?
An accident in the grain silo.
We were scared, but he had recovered.
I'm sorry, I know it's difficult.
But I have to ask you to identify this tattoo.
Is it Valentin's?
Yes.
ADAM: Thank you.
ADAM: Morgane,
you and me, we're just colleagues, OK?
Personal life remains personal. Clear?
Who let you in here?
Where's Ninon? He's not in his box.
He was stolen 2 days ago. He was our competition animal.
Are you investigating my son's death, or Ninon's disappearance?
It's a lot. The death of your son,
the theft of your cow. There might be a link.
You don't think so?
Please get out.
It must be worth a fortune, a beast like that. At least €10,000?
Arlaud, a breeder, offered me 14.
€14,000, and you refused?
He's not for sale. Especially not to that scavenger.
OK.
Hey, I did it! Huh.
Beliard the father finally spoke to me.
As Valentin and his father refused to sell him Ninon,
Arlaud is the bad one, to get revenge,
he tells everyone the Beliards are in the poorhouse,
that they can no longer take care of their animals.
Valentin was out of his mind angry,
and at the last auction he beat him up in front of everyone.
It could end there, but we're in "Dallas."
Three days later the cow disappears.
Arlaud stole it? -Valentin was convinced of it.
He went to see Arlaud to make sure,
Arlaud kills him, and makes it look like the barn fire was accidental?
It's an option.
Let's ask this Arlaud some questions.
And Morgane, if you could avoid your usual show?
My "usual show"? -Yes.
What show? I don't know what you're talking about.
Ninon? Hooo oooo! Ninon?
Hooo oooo!
Ninon?
Ninon? Hooo oooo!
Ninon?
What's your number? MOOO
"Moo"!
COWS MOO
Ninon?
What is your colleague doing?
Answer the question, Mr. Arlaud. Have you seen Valentin
since your altercation at the auction? -No.
Nothing further?
Nothing No.further?
Or even his cow you wanted?
Nothing more, no.No.
Oh, the big liar!
MORGANE: Big liar.
MORGANE: Ta-da!
Cmdr. Karadec, may I present Ninon.
Ninon, Cmdr. Karadec.
ARLAUD: Nonsense,
that's not Ninon. MORGANE: Oh yeah?
My cows have all their ID papers.
Yes, useful things, these cow earrings.
Thanks to these,
we know the order of birth of each.
For example, she, according to the code,
she was born
the same year as the two there.
That is to say, 2 years ago.
That is what you want us to think.
On the other hand,
if we rely on the bead at the base of the horns, due to growth,
knowing that the first appears at 3 years old,
and that every year a finer one appears,
Louloute has 3, 4, 5... 6
7 years. Like Ninon.
7 years ago was the year of the N.
What happened?
Valentin showed up and things got out of hand?
No, it was Valentin who sold Ninon to me.
For stud. He needed money.
Do you have any evidence?
Well? You can see that I didn't hurt him.
I gave him his €14,000 and he left alive.
What was he going to do with it?
LAUGHS We didn't share little secrets.
We weren't really friends.
Look, he was being followed.
Are you Valentin's brother?
It's Theo's car.
By selling Ninon, Valentin cut off the future of the farm.
But the future is you. You'll carry on. Am I wrong?
This sale must not have pleased you.
I was angry, yes.
But I didn't kill him.
He explained to me.
I've known since I was little that I wanted to take over the farm.
For Valentin, it was different.
Meaning what?
He didn't want to become a breeder.
It was tense with my father. -You think he sold the cow
to provoke your father?
He told me he had an emergency.
He needed the money and he was going to pay it all back.
What emergency? -I don't know.
He didn't want to tell me anything.
Theo, if your brother was in trouble, tell me.
THEO: I swear I don't know what he got himself into.
I want to find whoever did this to Val, too.
His motive is too fragile.
He has no alibi.
We'll let him go, but watch him, OK?
You have to dig into this money story.
Why'd Valentin need it, what'd he plan to do with it?
Everyone jump in.
Right, I'll leave you. I have a meeting
at the bank. DAPHNE: Three's not that many.
This is a very important meeting!
MORGANE: Very important. -Very!
Can you please give this a look?
Morgane, I said "everyone."
Did you know that Karadec has a girl?
Oh, yeah.
Ha, it's not possible. I'd know it.
GILLES: Huh, boss? I'd know.
You told Morgane and not us?
DAPHNE: I must say. -I didn't tell anyone.
ADAM CLEARS THROAT
Get to work.
I'll be honest,
as much as the gentleman's file is reassuring,
that of Madame's is
You've been a customer 25 years, and almost always overdrawn.
Well, Morgane isn't manager of the century, I grant you,
but I'm going to help her with all that. And!
Has she told you about the CID? -Oh yes! Ho, champagne!
NERVOUS LAUGHS
Sorry, but your debt ratio exceeds 33%.
I can't approve a loan above this rate.
I understand.
However,
do you realize that we are the goose that lays the golden eggs?
The goose that lays golden eggs? MORGANE: Well yes!
Do you have any idea how much you have
earned during our 25 year relationship, Mr. I Can't?
This year, you know how much you pumped me in overdraft fees?
Well I'll tell you: €1,647.
So, with an average debt ratio
of €230 per month,
an interest rate on debit sums of 8%
in 2010, which increases to 12% in 2017.
The amount with the number of uncovered days
per year between 186 and 224,
multiplied by 25,
it makes you the tidy sum
of €49,740, Mr. I Can't.
Admit that it'd have made a good downpayment for me.
I'll let you compare with your more "reasonable" customers,
those to whom you lend without hesitation.
How much did you ding them for?
Meet with a banker, €5.
Online banking fee, then €3 for a checkbook?
Meh, Mr. I Can't.
Thank you, sir.
I want us to move on to a win-win relationship.
"Win-win." You see?
I'll let you imagine the fees
from a loan agreement and my €350 monthly overdraft.
It's dizzying, Mr. I Can't.
Dizzying.
MORGANE: So how do we do?
Fine, I'll see what I can do.
MORGANE: "Win-win"!
CHUCKLES You amazed me there.
You forget to pay the taxes, but you fuck with your banker.
I spent half my life at anti-capitalist sit-ins
it finally came in handy, eh?
Honestly, well done.
What time is it-- I have to call the notary!
(Hey.)
(Psst, psst.)
What? -What's that about?
Oh, rail networks. SHE GASPS
And you?
A burned guy in a barn. -Oh yeah? Nothing to it.
Want to switch?
OK. -So, he's a high school student
who lives on a farm. He has a moped, and every day,
he goes from home to the technical school,
8 km, okay?
Easy, it's 16 km every day.
MORGANE: Yes. But that's not all:
The moped consumes 4 liters every 100 km.
Yeah, it's something else.
After how many days does the high school student
fill it up?
Every 6.25 days.
"Yes"! Alvaro fist bump!
YAY! WOOO!
OK then,
the question is:
"Why did Valentin fill up 3 times a week?"
He didn't really go to high school.
Correct.
Where was he going?
I need more info.
I'll give you the file.
What about my homework? -You could have a flash.
Pass me your trains.
I'll do this for you in two seconds. -You're sure?
Yeah yeah, look-
OK, is that clear to everyone?
Yes. DAPHNE: Yes?
MORGANE: No? Yes? Right:
We know that Valentin
did not go to agricultural college,
but that he went somewhere every day
within a radius of 40km
from the farm.
The question is: "Where?" DAPHNE: The area to search
is too broad, how will we find the correct place?
Well you're in luck,
because I spotted his fags with a foreign customs stamp.
There was a small design on the stamp.
A knight
slaying the dragon!
Hah! Hah!
Georges of Lydda, alias
St. George, 4th century martyr.
Yeah, Elliot had a rather painful Middle Ages fixation.
He is the patron saint of Christian chivalry,
gunsmiths and
and? And? And?
Georgia.
Yeah, Georges, Georgia, the dragon.
It's Georgia which takes its name from him.
All that to say that Valentin's cigarettes were Georgian.
DAPHNE: OK, what do I do with this information?
What am I looking for? -Hey, you can participate
in the game, it's interactive.
Now then, brainstorming, here we go:
Georgia, what does it mean to us?
Not much
Their surnames often end in "-chvilli."
Meaning "child of." -Yeah?
MORGANE: We're in the ballpark.
Daphne, see if within the 40km perimeter,
we have a name ending in-
"-chvilli"! Well done, Karadec. -Thank you, Morgane.
The dream team! DAPHNE: "-chvilli".
There is a bar in Lille run by Otar Baratachvilli.
Hey!
MORGANE: Look at your jacket, it's fine.
It's a different one. -Seriously?
Yes. -Do you have two of everything?
You're creepy, Karadec.
Hi boss, how are you?
Hello. Hi boss, how are you? Hello,
can I get you something?
No.can I get you No thanks. Something?
Can we buy some cigarettes?
Sorry, I'm not a smoke shop. MORGANE SCOFFS
We know you sell on the sly to others.
Do you have to be a regular?
We're not here about smuggling.
Do you know this young man?
Yes, he's my "extra" help on Saturdays.
He lives in a studio in the building opposite.
Thanks. Well, thank you.
Very good, this Georgian sausage.
DOOR BUZZER MORGANE: Who's Lana?
I imagine he had a secret affair.
A secret affair?
LAUGHS
Ah well, that reminds me of someone.
There's nothing secret, I will not dwell on this subject.
Yes, of course.
No answer. -No.
What now?
I'll ask the concierge to let us in. -Yeah, go on.
Come on! At least tell me what her name is.
Come on, I don't know her.
Oh no, oh no, you can't do that,
telling me too much or too little.
I said nothing.
Just words, it's not nice.
I want to say
I tell you a lot of stuff. You, though
It's compartmentalized, compartmentalized.
I swear.
It's work, work.
Frankly,
we spend a lot of time together,
we could tell each other things. -Look, his girlfriend,
she's into sports.
Ah well, yeah, I'll say. -Mmm hmm.
Hey, don't move or
I'll blow your face off! -Oh fuck.
DOG GROWLING, BARKING
Let go, let go.
PANTS RIPPING
ADAM GRUNTING Well, defend yourself!
I'm calling the police!
Be gentle, be gentle.
They'll already here, the police. -Oh. Marcel, lie down.
Are you Marcel? Are you Marcel?
(Fuck.)
Ah, when I call you,
you never come, or I don't call and you do.
Last weekend I called you, there were 3 guys smoking
in the elevator, no one showed up.
MORGANE 'SCOFFS' The week before,
the upstairs neighbor and her sister
were yelling until 8:30 pm.
I don't talk nonsense,
I have the specifics, I'm checking:
8:25 pm!
You note all comings and goings in the building?
Well yes, that's right! -OK.
Do you know the couple that lives here?
Of course, very nice young people.
Very discreet, no problems with them.
Can you describe the young woman? -Brunette, a classy girl,
always well dressed.
Pretty little girl.
When was the last time you saw them?
So the young man, it was Saturday, and her, yesterday,
I passed her in the hall with my shopping.
She wasn't very talkative. -Ah.
She had a bag, I imagined
she was leaving for a weekend. -A bag? What'd it look like?
I saw it
so, a gray and blue bag
with an orange lanyard.
It's Valentin's bag, with the money.
ADAM: Now then, we know Valentin lived with a certain Lana,
who left with the €14,000 from the sale of the family cow.
What do we have on this Lana? DAPHNE: Nothing.
Her name is not on the lease, nor in Valentin's social media.
Wait, listen, listen:
"It is scientifically proven that being in love
decreases the level of concentration
and makes us less productive." Explains everything!
LAUGHS
GILLES: Lana may not be her real name.
We may be dealing with a scammer.
She seduces Valentin, OK?
Pushes him to steal his parents' cow,
kills him, then runs off with the money.
Yeah, that's not dumb.
We found a sports jersey at Lana's.
Daphne, check the sports clubs
in the region, see if a Lana is a member.
But there are 200.
MORGANE: Wait!
"At the beginning of a relationship, lovers give the color
of their clothes without realizing it."
It's funny, isn't it?
No, it's not funny. It's heavy, Morgane.
Good, okay. Come on, I'll help you. ADAM: Me, I have to go.
MORGANE: Ah well, great team spirit.
I'm already late, Morgane,
and I wanted to go home first.
Hey? We don't let up.
GILLES: Ah well, no, we don't let up.
Do you think they've
Fucked? No, not yet.
No, and with those pants, it's not happening tonight.
GILLES LAUGHS
It's clear. But most of all, who is she?
You must know her, right? -Me?
I saw him smile at Sylviane in Accounting,
or not a smile but
DAPHNE: No.
Sylviane? -No, she is
Sylviane is with Gerard from General Services.
GILLES: Who then? Nathalie, in Archives!
DAPHNE: Be serious, Gilles. -Nathalie, seriously, she's a nun!
Oh! Fuck, I know: Diego,
in BRI. -Diego?
DAPHNE: He called him 3 times this week.
GILLES: No! DAPHNE: Well yeah!
GILLES: But, Michel!
THEY LAUGH
MORGANE: Oh yeah, eh?! GILLES STUTTERS
Well it's not me, yeah?
Yeah, and he wouldn't sleep with me.
CLOCK TICKING
POLICE RADIO CHATTER
KARADEC WHISTLING
Good morning.
ADAM: How are you?
(He got laid.) -(Totally.)
PICKS UP PHONE, DIALS
PHONE RINGS - Forestier.
He got laid.
He got laid?
POURING
So, how's the investigation? Progress?
Can you come to my office when you have a moment?
ADAM: OK, that works.
MORGANE CHORTLES
Alright? MORGANE: Yeah!
And you? Alright?
Did the evening go well? -Great.
Huh!
GILLES: Astonishing.
Daphne? The research, where are we?
Uh
Uh ADAM: Good. OK, Gilles?
We called all the local clubs about Lana's jersey,
Handball, volleyball, football, curling. But nothing.
Yes. We have a Lana who bowls,
but she is 50 years old
and the club logo is different. ADAM: So we have nothing.
BOAR
FOREST ANIMALS THE BOAR
Do you have two of everything?
You're creepy, Karadec.
IMPROV MATCH
Wazemmes Warthogs vs. Bethune Hyenas
WARTHOG
Oh, jeez. The logo, it's not a boar.
It's a warthog! Lana's jersey,
it's not for a sports team.
It's an improv club t-shirt!
Jeez, that felt good!
MORGANE: Hey, doesn't it feel good?
GILLES CHUCKLES - No?
ADAM: Yes. GILLES: Mmm hmm!
Hello. OTAR: Hello.
ADAM: Hello. -Hello.
Shopping list! ALL: Shopping list!
Running. ALL: Running!
Heresy. ALL: Heresy!
Zigomar! ALL: Zigomar.
Maori. ALL: Maori.
Oregano. ALL: Ore-
"On the run"!
Right? Is this the game?
Who are you?
ADAM: Hello, sorry to interrupt you.
Cmdr. Karadec, Judicial Police.
Excuse us if we're bothering you.
We're looking for Lana, you know her, right?
Mmm hmm.
ADAM: Is she here?
Not today. ADAM: Is she here?
What do you want?
Just to talk to you.
Oh yeah?
We don't know where she is
MORGANE: We can stop searching, Lana is dead.
She's dead? -Remember the neighbor
who records the comings and goings?
So -It's obvious,
Valentin and Lana weren't together.
When one comes in the other goes out, and vice versa.
In the apartment,
there are girl's clothes, boy's clothes, shaving cream, makeup.
But only one toothbrush.
And for the first name, he didn't look far.
Because Valentin and Lana are one and the same person.
Yes, I get it. -That's it.
ADAM: Agreed.
Lana's dead? ADAM: Agreed.
Yes.
Belts. -Belts!
Presto!
How was her transition? I found this in her locker.
Female hormones, estrogen.
Valentin wanted to become a woman or just have boobs?
Her name was Lana. She was transitioning, but that's who she was.
DORIANE: I met Lana six months ago,
at the time she was Valentin.
I was her nurse.
She felt bad about herself, I thought
joining the troupe might do her some good.
I was right.
She was able to be herself.
DORIANE SPEAKING
Wait, Jacques is the bald one?
6 months, it was after the silo accident.
GABRIEL: Accident?
Is that what his parents said? -His mother said, yes.
SCOFFS
Lana was hospitalized because she attempted suicide.
Ah.
She told her parents, but her father
reacted badly. She wanted to end it.
Her parents knew?
Lana was underage,
without parental support, there could be no transition.
Hence the sale of Ninon, the money was for the operation.
Uh huh. When did you see Lana
for the last time? -Saturday. I went with her to
her parents' to pick up her stuff.
I wanted to try to talk to her father.
Give him one last chance to accept it.
Car, car -Car.
Accident. -Accident.
Toy car. -Accident.
OK, we're making a car.
LAURENT: I was there when he was born.
It was the best day of my life.
Valentin was born a boy, he is a boy.
He wasn't getting butchered to become a girl,
not my son, it's bullshit.
Why'd you hide that Lana came here the day before she died?
It's 'Valentin.'
MOO
That night,
he told me that
his decision was made.
That
He was going to continue his "transition" is what he said.
What happened then, Mr. Beliard?
You tried to set him straight?
SCOFFS ADAM: Stay calm.
KARINE: It isn't true! THEO: Mom
KARINE: What have you done to my son?
I want to know!
I did nothing, what do you take me for?
Theo told me he saw you in the barn,
you told him to stay away,
when you left you we covered in blood?
LAURENT: He hit me, jumped on me, called me stupid!
I defended myself!
Stop lying!
He pushed me!
This is the last time!
This nonsense about the barn-
SLAP CROSSTALK
Stop it, mom! KARINE: Answer me!
LAURENT: I didn't kill him! KARINE: Answer me!
I swear, I didn't kill him!
KARINE SOBS
I swear, if you hurt Valentin I won't get over it.
SOBS
LAURENT: I told him to leave,
to never come back again.
That I rather him be dead than have a degenerate son!
I wasn't thinking.
If I had known
SNIFFLING
SOBBING Valentin
Mr. Beliard,
I'm taking you into custody for the murder of your son.
Hands behind your back.
His wife think's he's guilty, no alibi, and he denies Valentin's murder.
I'm off, I have an appointment, I'm counting on you to nab him, OK?
Morgane, solving this murder case is more important,
I explained to you this morning.
I have an appointment with the notary.
Have you found a house? -Hey
wouldn't that be too personal of a question?
I'm kidding you.
I am a human being with a real heart.
And in response to your question, yes:
We sign today.
Tremendous! You're happy?
Yes!
Yes, yes, I'm happy, obviously I'm happy.
Great. -Huh? Why wouldn't I be happy?
That's not what I mean at all. -No? Well, I'm happy.
OK, but that's not what I meant. I
You and Ludo make a great couple,
if you're happy, I'm happy. -Yes.
See you soon. Yes. See you soon.
LUDO: The notary fit us between 2 morning appointments,
if we're late we're dead.
Don't worry, we'll be there in 10 minutes.
Birth certificate? -Yes.
Family Records Book? -Yes!
Great. We hit all the lights.
We'll never get there. -Calm down.
ADAM: You and Ludo make a great couple.
If you're happy, I'm happy.
LUDO SIGHS
SCRAPE - Hey!
LUDO: What? -He screwed up my mirror, HEY!
But, no!
That's my car! Are you blind?
Think you can do that, Spokes?
Something wrong? -You screwed up my mirror!
CROSSTALK - No way
I want to file a report! You didn't have the light!
Yeah? It was mine, not- CROSSTALK
CROSSTALK
WOMAN: Move your crate!
What? What?
You're pissing people off!
We had an accident!
MAN: I'm calling the police! -Morgane.
MORGANE: You call the police! Call! HONKING, CROSSTALK
MAN: Bitch! -What???
MORGANE: Aha! What did I tell you?
Cmdr. Karadec of the Lille DPJ, in person!
I've been explaining to these fat idiots for an hour that
that we work together but they don't believe me.
Well lemme tell you, you've made one hell of a blunder!
Heads will roll, you'll find yourself working in Traffic!
Right, you already do. Right, right.
What?
Uh explain?
Do I need to?
Okay.
Ludo left?
Yes.
No appointment at the notary?
Yeah, almost, if not for the excitement.
Yeah.
Oh yeah?
GILLES: We found cigarette butts NO SMOKING WHILE TAKING
Karadec: DELIBERATE ARSON, IT'S A HOMICIDE! THANK YOU!
Fuck, Lana's been taking us for a ride from the beginning.
WHISTLE
A big thank you for the improvisation on
"Jeanne d'Arc has a kebab"!
APPLAUSE
Let's welcome the Wazemmes Warthogs!
WARTHOGS! WARTHOGS! -A mixed improvisation,
duration: 3 minutes!
But to do so,
is there, in the audience,
an innocent who'll come up to draw lots for the theme?
MORGANE: Me, me!
Me, me, me, me!
Me! Go ahead, pass me the mic.
Good evening, Lille!
Are you hot?
APPLAUSE - Yeah!
I don't hear anything!
Are you hot?
I've always dreamed of saying that! Right, the lots.
So, the improv theme:
"Orchestrate a fake death"!
Over to you, Warthogs!
I'll help you, let's begin.
Come on, let's make the storyline.
You have a great girlfriend, who we'll call Lana.
She feels bad about herself because she was born a boy,
but she feels like a woman.
And instead of supporting her, her family rejects her.
So, how could we help her?
MAN: Orchestrate her false death!
MORGANE: Yeah! That's funny! OK, yes!
"Orchestrate her fake death." For this you will need
a body, a tattoo, and lots of flammable product
to set it all on fire.
The roles!
You are going to be playing
the medical student who locates
an unclaimed dead body.
You, well, this is a bit easy, but good:
You're going to be the tattoo artist
who will reproduce his friend's tattoo on the corpse.
And you, what are you going to do for us?
What are you going to play?
As far as I remember, it's super flammable.
AH! Yeah, look-- OH FUCK!
DORIANE: The nurse who procures flammable products.
The nurse girlfriend, yeah! And that's how Valentin
will be able to orchestrate his death,
and let Lana fly away!
That's all for me!
PABLO: It's no use, it's too late, you won't find her.
Ah!
There you are!
Partners from the start, eh?
It's beautiful, the solidarity between brother and sister.
THEO: How did you find us? -The numbers on your wrist.
It was neither a train nor a plane,
you'd have to show your papers.
Fine, there's still the bus.
He has nothing to do with it. If you have to stop anyone it's me, not him.
We have to let her go.
THEO: Please. -When I told my father
who I was, he told me I was sick
and needed treatment.
LANA: I can't go back there.
I need to go to the Netherlands. It can be a new start for me.
You know what we're going to do? I'll look over there,
and you will get on your bus.
And since I have heels I'm not going to run after you.
That's how we'll do it, eh?
It's over. I'll come check on you. -Yes; Take care.
ADAM: Gabriel confessed to stealing the corpse.
He'll be brought before the judge.
We don't have much on the others.
And Lana? -Took off.
She can be prosecuted for faking a crime,
but that isn't important enough for an arrest warrant.
So since she's already abroad: Damn.
Hey, where's Morgane?
No idea.
You know, she must be at home.
Yeah.
Hmm. -Yeah.
I'm going to warn the Beliard family.
Uh, and don't move,
we have something to tell you.
Are they going to make it official?
Or she's pregnant.
They slept together last night, it's physically impossible.
Ah.
Uh, yeah.
Come on, Ludo, answer.
So!
It's this:
We wanted to talk to you
to let you know
that following the very good results of the last few months,
the prefect has decided to grant us increased funding,
the equivalent of an additional patrol car.
Is that your announcement?
CELINE: It's good, another car, right?
I'm telling you, sometimes you react like spoiled children!
You didn't sleep together?
Sorry?
What? Sorry?
Oh, sorry! No! Excuse us, we thought that Finally, I
We're reassured. -I feel reassured.
CHUCKLES, SIGHS
We thought that
"LA LUNA" BY CYRIL GIROUX ET AL
OK. GILLES: Uh
Ah, yeah -See you tomorrow.
I know. It also shocked me.
It's good, the car, right?
Of course! -Sure; Of course.
SNIFFLES
Hello, it's me!
How are you?
It went well with the kids?
Mmm-hmm.
Ludo, I'm sorry, I screwed up with the notary,
but I'm going to stop -No, please.
I'll make up for it, I'll make an appointment
I will make up for it. -Morgane,
I'm going to ask you a simple question, a very simple question
Do you want to live with me?
You have doubts. -No!
From the beginning. -No!!!
I never had any doubts.
Never!
No, wait! -I'll come get
my stuff tomorrow afternoon. Don't be here.
Come on, let's talk!
Ludo! DOOR CLOSES
GILLES: You'll never guess what!
Karadec is not going out with Celine,
it's the other traitor, Roxane Ascher.
I saw Ludo, he's going out at this hour?
Morgane?
What?
Alright, Morgane? -Yes!
Yes.
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