It's the only solution to our problems.
For me too.
But we have to understand how risky it is.
I'm ready to accept the consequences.
Giulia?
It's fine to back out, you know?
Without me, it'll be difficult.
And I want this to end.
Good, then do we all agree?
Everyone knows what to do?
Yes.
SUMMER '36
Come over here.
You know,
it's bad for business having the police in here.
Yes, I'm sure.
We're told Mrs. Girault received a delivery here three days ago.
Yeah, sure, now and then
customers have things delivered.
Did she come to pick it up?
Maybe. I don't see it here.
It's important, huh?
This person could be linked to two murders.
What did she look like?
Look, I see a lot of people in here every day. I don't remember.
Is she…
one of these women?
I don't know, but I have seen them before.
What's that? All four?
Yeah, together.
It was just last night.
- What about her? - Yeah, her too.
They sat right there.
They stayed for quite a while, too.
- Did you hear what they talked about? - No.
But I could tell it was serious.
All set.
You're officially president and CEO of Company Pontavice-Caron.
That was a quick change of heart.
What does your husband think?
Since when do you care what Jean thinks?
I hope this means you'll finally get some rest.
I'll help Eugénie with the transition in leadership
for the first year or two, until she finds her footing.
Oh no.
Not a year, not a month, no.
You have a heart condition.
- Understand? - I'm doing what's best.
I would've stopped you from working before
if I'd known your health problems were so serious.
You should've told me, Henri.
I wanted to protect you.
Don't you dare.
I have no need of protection, as you well know.
No, the truth is, you can't accept it.
As though if we don't mention your illness,
it won't exist.
Marthe.
What do you want?
Do you want to collapse at your desk, die with your boots on?
Listen to me, Henri.
You can hardly expect me to allow that.
I have to tell you, I have to leave soon.
It's the war in Spain. They're fighting against fascism.
It's terrible. They're desperate.
They need doctors.
Come with me?
But the hotel?
What's happening out there is serious.
A hell of a lot more serious
than making sure all these bourgeois get enough champagne.
It's serious enough to make a living.
And it might be enough that my daughter can do something
other than serve champagne.
- Yes, but that's not what I meant to say-- - It was.
It was what you meant to say.
And I want her to have the same chances as a man.
That means she has to finish school.
I have to work now.
Yes. Of course.
I knew it.
All four of them are accomplices.
I can't believe that Léonie could be involved in two murders.
Think about it, Madeleine.
If it weren't the case, why would she hide
how well she knew Eugénie Berthier and Blanche Ackerman?
I don't know.
Speaking of, isn't she here yet?
She called to say she was under the weather.
Léonie Morel?
Under the weather?
No.
Goodness, I have no idea what those four ladies are up to,
but there's no time to waste.
I need to look into a few things before we can arrest them.
I'll need your help, Madeleine.
You can count on me, Captain.
What's this about?
Why did you ask me here?
Do you have another brilliant idea?
Equal pay between the sexes, for example?
I've officially taken over ownership of Pontavice-Caron.
I'm the one making the decisions, now.
And I refuse to have anything more to do with you.
Very well.
However, I am willing to sell you the factory.
And why the change of heart?
I have nothing but contempt for you and for your Nazi friends.
But I'd rather have the money right now than the factory.
In exchange?
You protect my father and my family
against any prosecution.
You want his notebook?
I want a guarantee that you'll never use it.
I'll hand it over when the sale has been finalized.
Very well.
The sooner, the better.
Let's put it in writing. I have everything we need upstairs.
Wait for me here?
Did it work?
I hope so.
- Is everything ready? - Yes. Now we just have to wait.
Oh my. All here.
Perfect.
Let's have a chat.
A very interesting read, Morel.
Twelve suspects, 12 alibis.
And 12 culprits, each with a motive.
Was it the inspiration for the murders of Adrien Jacquart and Edgar Girault?
What are you talking about?
Four diabolical women
join forces to kill their enemy, Adrien Jacquart.
A plan that was prepared well before you arrived in Nice.
However, the poor manager wasn't part of your plan, was he?
Have a seat, ladies.
I've only just started.
Go on.
Mrs. Berthier arrived from Paris
on the same train as Léonie Morel,
as well as Blanche Ackerman, just by chance.
There were hundreds of people on that train.
Yet, you're the only one who gained access to Jacquart's office in Paris.
His assistant recognized a photo of you right away.
He assumed you were an angry girlfriend.
Speaking of girlfriends,
there wasn't only one, was there,
Mrs. Ackerman?
My first suspect probably dealt the final blow.
It wasn't me.
I telephoned your… friend.
The one you addressed the postcard to.
She told me Jacquart had quite a few lovers,
and you were jealous.
You couldn't take it anymore.
You insisted that he change his vacation plans,
and instead come to Nice in August with you.
Like Eugénie Berthier,
who was supposed to go to Normandy with her family, but strangely
changed her train tickets at the last minute.
To come and visit my sick father.
After what, 17 years?
How convenient.
"You are responsible."
"You will pay for this injustice."
"You deserve to die."
These letters
were sent by you to threaten Jacquart.
He refused your father's petition,
so you took your revenge, hmm?
Afterwards, it was easy to cover your tracks…
considering you had an ally at the Riviera.
That's right, your half-sister,
Giulia Vincent.
You owed a lot of money to Jacquart, Mrs. Vincent.
I know all about your gambling debt.
You enjoy poker
and taking risks.
But then your manager became a threat.
I think he saw who killed Jacquart.
I understand he liked to watch his hotel with binoculars.
He blackmailed you, so you responded by putting rat poison in his whiskey.
Only you lost your pendant in his office.
Then you played the part of estranged sisters,
provided false evidence, sabotaged the case.
All in order to cover for each other.
And with Morel at the station, it couldn't have been easier.
Uh, sorry, Captain. Your office told me you were already here.
What's the matter?
A burglary, sir. Mr. Delaunay's safe was emptied.
He's asked for the police.
And, uh, also for the hotel manager.
Giulia, he insists that you come as well.
Go.
Right, Pastor, come with me. Laumier, stay here. I won't be long.
Do not let them talk to each other.
Yes, Captain.
I'm going to file a complaint.
You should start by questioning Mrs. Vincent.
She's the only one with a master key.
Yes, but the safe was forced. It wasn't gently opened with a master key.
Check everything, hmm.
What was in the safe?
Money? Documents?
Same as any safe.
Provide me with a detailed list.
All right, Mrs. Vincent, let's go. I'm not finished with you.
Boss!
I think I found something.
It looks like blood.
W-what is that?
Could be the weapon used on Adrien Jacquart.
I've-I've never seen that letter opener before.
We need to search this room thoroughly.
Is this the suit you wore the night of Jo Simone's concert?
Why would I remember that? Besides, it's none of your business.
These stains right here could be blood.
Adrien Jacquart was killed on the night of the concert,
so if you wore this jacket…
And what is this?
- Boss! - You're accusing me of--
- That's ridiculous! - Look at this.
It was in the bathroom, underneath the tub.
Rat poison.
That's what killed Edgar Girault.
I-I don't know where that came from.
Go on.
Mr. Delaunay,
it is the 14th of August, 1936,
at 12:10 p.m.
You are under arrest for the murders of Adrien Jacquart and Edgar Girault.
Take him away.
Wait, what is that?
Hmm.
"Police headquarters…"
This room is off limits until further notice.
Of course, we'll be sure to inform the staff.
I take it you're finished with us?
For now, yes.
But you and your little friends better stay in Nice.
Giulia. Giulia.
Sorry for what I said about the hotel and your work here.
- I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. - Don't give it another thought.
I was just surprised that you're going to Spain.
I was serious when I suggested we go together.
I told you, I have to stay for my daughter.
Let's make the most of the time we have, then.
I admire your bravery and your convictions.
But I don't want to be left to wait when you might never come back.
I'm not that strong.
It's best we let go now.
Do you know where Mom is?
No.
What's going on with you two?
I've never seen you act like this.
Don't worry about it.
It's just a rough patch.
You'll never guess what happened just now.
Jo Simone…
he came up to us after the contest.
And?
He said that me and my friends put on a really great show.
Well, me dancing the Lindy Hop, and them with their music.
The upshot is, he wants us to open for him for the rest of his tour!
What about the factory?
The factory?
I wasn't planning on working there my whole life.
Why? Because it's not good enough for you anymore?
The factory is your fight.
It's your life. It was never mine.
I want to… I want to travel, I want to play music, to finally be free!
He's right. You never acted like this when I talked about teaching school.
No, I didn't, because teaching is real work.
And dancing, music…
what's that?
Aren't they working, too?
Jo Simone gets contract after contract.
What will you do while you wait for your ship to come in?
I don't know, but I'll figure it out.
Why can't you just be happy for me for once?
Artists don't live in the real world.
So go tell Jo what's-his-name that you won't be going.
You hear me?
You know what?
You can't tell me what to do.
It's my life.
I'm packing up my stuff,
and I'm gone.
I'm getting out of here.
Where are you going?
I have the results.
- Ah. - It wasn't easy.
The lab is short-staffed because their employees on vacation,
but I convinced them it was urgent.
Our sample from the letter opener
is the same blood type as Adrien Jacquart's.
It's on Delaunay's suit, as well.
Were you having a conflict with Jacquart?
Of course not, no.
- We've been friends for years. - Sure.
But why did you give him a check for 10,000 francs?
As I already told you, it was just a gambling debt.
Can we give it a rest?
True.
That is what you said.
And what if it was payment for a service?
Or extortion?
What do I know?
I want a lawyer.
- Where did you find that? - The trash can in your room.
And surprise,
it's a summons from prosecutor Adrien Jacquart
pertaining to a fraud case you're involved in.
Interesting, isn't it?
- In my trash can? - Let's get things straight.
What happened? Huh?
An argument that took a wrong turn?
This isn't over, Raven! I'll get you back!
Mr. Delaunay, I advise you to remain calm.
You'll go before a judge and be placed in custody.
I demand to see my lawyer!
He's waiting with the judge.
- Let me go! - Come on.
- Let go! No! Hey! - Settle down!
Is there something wrong?
You solved the case, after all.
I didn't, though.
I came across the evidence purely by chance,
but some things still don't make sense.
Like?
The threatening letters that had been sent to Jacquart, for example.
I've always believed they were linked to his murder.
I don't think it was Delaunay who sent them.
What do you mean?
Where did he go?
He went off with his friends to perform with some musician on tour.
Without me?
No. That's impossible.
He would've told me.
All this talk about music has gone to his head.
And you know Gabriel.
He's sincere in the moment, but…
he's impulsive.
He-he-he didn't leave a note for me?
Are you sure?
I'm sorry.
Hmm.
Vacation's already over.
Too bad.
You'll come back soon.
But right now, you have to go to school.
You could fall behind the rest of your class.
Actually, I'm ahead of everyone else.
Yes, I know.
I'm very proud of you, dear.
Even when I make fun of Bovary?
Especially when you make fun of Bovary.
Keep your critical mind and stay ahead of your time.
I sure will miss you.
It was nice having time together.
Delaunay's driver finally disappeared.
I might miss him.
I won't.
We need to talk. It's important.
You saw Angèle?
No, why? Wait, what happened?
I told her we had to move to New York. She got upset.
Ah. And what did you say?
Well, no no, Gabriel is not her true love.
Anyway, what does she know about love at her age?
I know, I was an idiot. I lost my temper, and she stormed off.
How long ago?
An hour, maybe?
- What is it? - She's with Gabriel.
She'll come back, don't worry.
Edouard…
what you did for the Goldsteins, I've been thinking it over.
I want to do something useful, too.
I want to get involved, to do something important.
Like you.
With you.
Gabriel.
Isn't Angèle with you?
No, I was looking for her. Do you know where she is?
She could've gone to her room. I'll go look.
I already did, but she's not there.
Mrs. Ackerman, excuse me,
but I think that's your daughter out there, swimming.
She's pretty far. It might be a good idea to go get her.
Help! We need help!
Help!
Angèle!
Angèle! Angèle!
Where are you? Angèle!
Angèle! Breathe!
Angèle!
Here! All right!
All right, Angèle!
Come on!
Come on.
Yes!
Okay.
You're okay.
You're back.
You're all right now.
What did you do? Why did you do that?
What were you thinking?
You left without me.
I'd never leave without you.
I want to stay with you, always. I don't want us to be apart.
Never.
What an idea. To drown oneself for a boy.
Let me remind you, you refused to eat anything for ten days,
until Father said you could marry Henri, a divorcé.
Lulu!
Lucien, did you hear? Delaunay was just arrested.
No, really? Was he a nice guest?
Lousy. Always complained, pretentious,
and might have killed two people at the hotel.
So good riddance.
- You need anything? - No, thanks. I'm fine.
That's impossible, Marthe.
Can you believe what she said?
Keep going.
Five minutes.
I thought I would never see you again, Léonie.
Dad, I need you to tell me exactly what happened
the night Goiran's father was murdered.
Well, when I got to the printshop, he was-- The boss was already dead.
I got scared and took off.
That's it.
I swear.
At trial, Goiran's son testified that he saw you running away from the shop.
- What about you? Did you see him? - No.
But it was dark. Maybe he was too far away to see…
I'm not sure, I-I was in a panic, too, so…
He also said that he was on his way back to the shop
because he'd forgotten his glasses.
Yes, so?
Listen, Frédéric Goiran said he saw you as he arrived, so without his glasses,
only without them he's almost blind.
If Frédéric Goiran saw you, he was wearing his glasses.
So that means he lied.
And there's only one reason for that.
Morel.
I hope you haven't come expecting an apology.
I should, but no.
I wanted to congratulate you. The Jacquart case is closed.
As you know, there are still a few questions.
- It's a fake. - Absolutely.
I found it at the printshop, in Goiran's office.
Captain, Frédéric Goiran has been running a fake ID business.
And I think that's why he killed his father.
No.
Frédéric is my godson.
I've known him his whole life.
He's incapable of that.
But his testimony doesn't hold up.
I'm sure if you hadn't been devastated
by the loss of your best friend, his father,
you would've noticed.
What do you mean, noticed?
When he testified, he said he'd come back to the shop
because he had forgotten his glasses.
He said it was at that moment,
while he was still not wearing his glasses,
that he allegedly saw my father leaving the shop.
He was running, far away, in the dark, which makes no sense.
As you know, without his glasses, Frédéric can't see anything.
It doesn't add up.
So it's speculation.
There is a way that we can check.
And I know who can help.
Wonderful.
Thank you so much.
I know the deadlines are tight.
You're saving the day.
No, it's no problem at all. The Riviera is a very good client.
I'm so clumsy.
I'm sorry about your glasses.
Oh, that's all right. It's a quick fix, so…
Of course, you'll be reimbursed.
Do you know who that is?
No.
The shop is closed. Come back tomorrow, please.
How could you do something like this?
Follow me this way.
If you please.
Could you please tell us why you've called us here?
What are the four of you doing here?
Have a seat, Mother.
You too, Anne-Marie.
All right.
If Raoul Delaunay was arrested, it was because we found a way
to make sure of it.
How's that?
They searched his room and found evidence.
We planted that evidence there
to protect Adrien Jacquart's real killer.
I took a sample of his blood from the morgue.
Blanche handled the rat poison.
Next, we needed a way to get Delaunay out of his room.
Hello, sir. Mrs. Eugénie Berthier is waiting for you on the terrace.
She says it's important.
The plan was set.
All Giulia had to do was place the clues in Delaunay's room
for Raven to find.
10,000 FRANCS LOAN CERTIFICATE FROM MR. JACQUART TO MRS. VINCENT
There was only one thing we were missing.
A motive.
A reason for Delaunay to have killed Jacquart.
Giulia tore up the document
and left it in his trash can.
Then Delaunay did exactly what we wanted him to.
He was the one who asked for the police.
We didn't expect that Raven would already be at the hotel.
But why would you go after Delaunay?
Because Delaunay is a killer.
He killed the Riviera's bartender.
He murdered Félix with his bare hands.
Then got a false alibi. He will never pay for that crime, ever.
Mom, Delaunay is rotten.
He works with the Nazis.
He blackmailed Dad
to take the factory.
He kidnapped my daughter to make me comply.
He forced me to steal things for him.
With his connections, he'll serve a few years in prison.
Not much for everything he's done.
We know it was you.
We know you killed Adrien.
And we know why.
Three years ago,
Jacquart was driving and ran into a child.
A little boy, your son.
He was 12.
And Adrien left.
He left him to die on the side of the road,
afraid for his reputation.
It never seemed to bother him.
Not until the day you decided to hire a private detective,
who uncovered the truth.
I was deeply in love with a man.
A lovely one.
But he was married.
Then I got pregnant, and so Marthe found a place in Nice,
uh, to stay during…
the pregnancy, and she found a family for my son.
Whenever I came here, I…
I watched him from afar
as he grew, always in secret,
hoping against all odds we would find a way
to be together again, but…
Jacquart took him away.
I couldn't do anything officially about what he'd done,
so I started sending him threats.
I wanted him to feel afraid.
I wanted him to suffer like I did.
I wanted him to have remorse.
Then, when I saw him at the Riviera, so smug and self-satisfied,
like nothing had happened, I…
You took my copy of his key the night of the concert.
Yes.
I waited for him in his room.
I told him I had enough, I didn't care if there was a scandal.
You left him to die all alone on the road.
It was an accident. It was too late!
Nothing could've been done for him anyway.
I would've risked my career for nothing.
Your career?
He was still alive when you left him there.
- No. - He was. You're lying.
There were witnesses!
It was your cowardice that killed him.
- I'm reporting you. - Enough of this.
I won't give in to your threats.
How much do you want?
I'm listening.
Ah!
You went out the door,
so how did the key end up behind the curtain?
Back in my room, I realized I still had Blanche's key.
And, of course, I didn't want her to be accused.
What about Girault?
I was the one who killed Girault.
When Blanche became a suspect,
Anne-Marie told me the truth of what had happened.
She wanted to confess.
She had already suffered enough.
Had Girault seen something?
He'd been obsessed with Anne-Marie for many years.
Miss Meunier-Dauphin,
always such a pleasure.
Thank you, Edgar.
Always so slimy.
He spied on her with his binoculars.
Edgar figured out a reason to get her to come to his office.
Then he locked her in with him.
He said he'd stay silent as long as she cooperated.
Darling, what happened?
She begged him to stop.
She was frozen in fear.
But he wouldn't stop.
So I handled it.
I ordered rat poison to be delivered to Les Voûtes café under a false name.
I said I'd pay him for his silence,
and at the same time, I put rat poison in his glass of whiskey.
As you know, we have urgent things to discuss, Edgar.
- But… But, I don't see what… - But you know very well.
I'll meet you in your office after the party.
I have no regrets.
Except one.
Turning your husband into a suspect.
Anne-Marie was going to tell Raven, so I wanted to create a diversion.
That's all.
We all did what we had to do.
Father.
This is your grandfather.
Let's go.
Sorry about Angèle,
I shouldn't have let her go.
She could've died.
She was saved, so all is well.
All because of Gabriel. His music talk is driving me crazy.
Young people want a different future, Jean.
Times are changing.
They sure are.
These paid vacations changed things.
I'm taking over the factory from my father.
I'm doing it partly for the social progress that we dream of.
At the meeting of owners, there were only men.
While you've always considered me an equal,
they don't.
And that needs to change too.
You'll be a great boss.
Not without you, Jean.
Everything we've fought for, all these years, we can do it.
No workers under 16. And a profit-sharing plan.
A day care.
A real say for workers.
A revolutionary factory.
I love you.
Tell me you want to try.
First, I have to talk to Louis.
Tell him the truth about his father.
I love you too.
I didn't know I was pregnant when I left him.
I know it's not easy to learn about it this way,
but we had to tell you.
I don't want lies between us.
What do you mean, lies?
I-I have nothing in common with him.
The truth is, you are my dad, period. I-I wouldn't want any other.
Hey, what's wrong?
I need you to listen to what I have to say.
I'm listening.
Adrien was just a childish notion.
I was jealous of Eugénie.
I wanted to beat her.
Be better than her.
I was so wrong,
and I hurt you so much.
But now I know who I really am.
And that's thanks to you.
To your courage.
Your integrity.
And to your love.
I don't know if you'll ever forgive me…
but if you can, I want to start over.
And raise our daughter
in a country where she can be anyone she wants…
and love anyone she wants.
Yes? Come in.
Ah.
No questions, please.
I did what I had to do to get it back.
I'll run the factory my way.
No bribes. No secret deals.
And I'll succeed.
Of that, darling, I'm certain.
I'm going with Edouard and Angèle.
We're leaving for New York.
Have you spoken to your mother?
No, I haven't yet.
I wanted to talk to you first.
And to apologize.
I've been behaving like a silly, spoiled, brat.
I know you're disappointed.
I always wished I was like you.
Like Eugénie.
You're wrong, Blanche.
You're the one who takes after me.
Eugénie is like your mother.
Determined.
Indestructible.
You and I, we believe, we dream.
And we're wrong sometimes.
- Often? - Not that often.
Miss Meunier-Dauphin.
How may I help you today?
I was the one who killed Adrien Jacquart.
He was responsible for the death of my son, Jules.
I also killed, uh,
Edgar Girault, the manager of the hotel,
because he saw what I did.
What about the evidence found with Mr. Delaunay?
Yes, I planted it there to frame him for what I did.
What is it you're doing here?
Delaunay is repugnant, and a killer, but…
I don't want to see him punished for a crime he did not commit.
Yes.
And were the threats from you?
They were.
So you were the one who put the evidence in Delaunay's room?
Yes.
- Just you? - That's right.
Sorry, but I don't believe you.
But why?
Breaking into his room, laying out all the evidence.
Breaking into the safe.
You have accomplices, and I want names.
Or you did it all yourself, and I don't believe that one bit.
Well, I did do it alone.
Miss. Meunier-Dauphin,
I assure you, everything's in order.
Raoul Delaunay was charged and will have a trial.
If you want my advice, you should forget this strange story.
What a summer.
Eugénie takes over the factory, Anne-Marie's staying here,
Blanche is leaving for New York, and no one got divorced.
- Quite the miracle. - Ah.
You were right. We should take some time for ourselves.
Get some rest.
Get some rest?
Oh, please tell me you're not thinking of taking me fishing by the Marne.
Sitting around like two old geezers?
I was thinking something more exotic.
A voyage to India?
I've always dreamt of that.
Ah, give me two months to get Eugénie and Jean established,
and we're off
to see fakirs and elephants.
Two months.
Two months, and not a moment more.
I ran into Miss Meunier-Dauphin. What was she doing here?
None of your concern.
I assure you,
nothing has changed the conclusion of the investigation.
Madeleine said you're going to be an instructor at the academy.
Yes, I think the time has come for me.
If I'm any good, my students won't make the same mistakes that I have.
And you?
I'm turning in my auxiliary card.
Well, you deserved it.
Thank you, I appreciate that.
I want to be captain one day,
and I don't think people are ready yet.
So I'm going to open a detective agency in Paris.
Oh! You were made for that.
If you, uh, ever need a secretary, I'm interested.
I don't need a secretary.
But I do need a partner like you, Madeleine.
I know people in Paris.
I've put a little savings aside, too.
I wish you well.
Thank you for everything, sir.
Good luck.
Hmm.
Well…
see you in Paris.
Giulia.
Will you wait for me?
I'll come back, I promise.
Doctors aren't sent to the front lines.
I'm not risking much, but I can help a great deal.
I know.
You stay and run things here.
I couldn't imagine anything better.
It's your first time seeing fireworks?
First time.
I really loved the music. Thanks very much.
That was a good time.
Gabriel.
I did it.
I got my ticket.
- New York. - Really?
Same ship as Angèle?
Same one. Only, I'll be down in the hold.
But I don't mind.
New York!
You sure we did the right thing?