Astrid et Raphaëlle

Oh!

THUD

As a result...

In the end, I don't really know where I am.

So, what do you think?

Raphaëlle, I am not a psychoanalyst.

Yes, but I don't know a psychiatrist.

And you know me well, since I was little.

I don't know, maybe you need a 'change of air.'

- What do you mean 'change of air'? - Well, travel elsewhere.

Make new friends.

Your advice is crap, doc.

LAUGHS - I'm also a pediatrician.

Well, I have to meet a friend who doesn't like it when I'm late.

Don't you want to eat? I don't like eating in parks.

Oh yeah, are you going to look in your bag?

There is an error.

- What do you mean 'error'? - An error in my bag,

there's a "fortune cookie." - Yes? So what?

"Fortune cookies" are Chinese, but

you got takeaway from a Japanese restaurant.

It's wrong.

Don't you want to open it, see what's inside?

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There. Crumbs.

'You're going to take a big trip and make connections with new people.'

An error.

I don't travel.

And I have absolutely no intention of connecting with new people.

That's not true, it's just passing along a message.

Why do you say that?

MOBILE RINGS

Nothing, nothing.

...

Yes, Fournier?

Yes yes, we'll come right away.

BELL TOLLING

Hey beautiful, want to know your future?

Oh, well you know, the future, it comes, it goes-

- You work with the dead. - It smells like Formalin, right?

I see a parenthesis, new faces...

and a garbage bag too.

Thank you very much for this clairvoyance, ma'am,

it's very interesting but I have to go, my dead await...

they tell me they won't be angry, but still.

SIREN RINGTONE

Yes, Antoine.

Yes.

Where?

In a garbage bag?

Where's the body?

- It's there. - I'm not in the mood, Fournier.

No, I assure you, the body is in the jar.

ASTRID LAUGHS TERSELY

So we're investigating the drowing death of

a small person, in a ja-

What the hell is this?

It's not hell, it's an eyeball in an onion jar.

That's it.

OK, so how did this eyeball end up in this jar of onions?

I'm trying to tell you, the lady found the victim...

well, a piece of the victim— When opening the jar. It still

had the freshness seal.

- It's a prototype. - Huh?

'Prototype' is what I call circumstances

I have never encountered before in the Crime Archives.

This is a particularly rare situation.

The eye is hanging by a piece of the nerve, therefore

I think it's safe to say that its owner is dead.

Very dead, even.

So this is a crime scene

with the body out there.

She talks to me about garbage bags, and— presto!

You call and talk about garbage bags. No,

talking about garbage bags is very rare!

Yeah.

It was discovered by a construction worker.

Look at him. They got rid of him like garbage.

Oh. Well this is original.

He had an extraction.

Yes... Is it a ritual?

Yes, with some Dr Mengele.

Because his eyes were removed with a scalpel, post mortem.

The cut was wide, apparently it was important to keep the eyes intact.

Could it have something to do with organ trafficking?

Particularly as corneas don't require

compatibility between donor and recipient.

To know more we'd have to find the eyes.

3:50 PM

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Oh fuck. They found other bit.

ASTRID & RAPHAELLE AND ALEXANDRA EHLE THEMES MASHUP

Astrid, I know all the difficulties

finding yourself 500 km from Paris represents for you.

497 km exactly. But the game is worth the candle.

Ah. A colorful expression, Astrid.

Yes, I use it even if I don't understand it.

Sir, careful with my third suitcase,

my bedside lamp is in there.

Wait, I don't get why you're bringing all this,

we're only staying in Bordeaux for a day,

we recover the body and, hup, back to Paris.

You can't be sure.

Underneath.

TAXI DOORS CLOSE

Thank you.

During the case that we carried out outside Île-de-France,

the death in Brittany, unforeseeable unforeseen events led to

the length of our stay exceeding all your forecasts.

I prefer to anticipate this possibility

and make this situation a predictable unexpected event.

- Yes yes, I remember, yes. - The ice cooler.

- Let's go, I'll let you go first. - Yes.

You could put the cooler in the trunk with the rest, it's cumbersome, huh?

Absolutely not.

It's my responsibility, Cmsr Bashert gave me the victim's eyeball.

Until further notice I cannot part with it on any pretext.

It's 9:12 am. We don't want to be late, we mustn't be late.

- The doc was right. - 'The doc'? Are you sick?

No no no no, don't worry, I'm indestructible.

No, it's just that my doctor said a 'change of air' would do me good.

Well, I found it funny.

Oh.

As for me, the air I usually breathe suits me perfectly.

Come on, an eyeless body is original.

But an eye found in a jar of onions is downright surreal.

Oh. What's all this?

- I'm scanning them for mom's birthday. - Oh yeah, right.

Oh my! No!

I collected this squirrel to give to you.

- My first autopsy! - The beginning.

Look! We looked good.

- We've aged a bit, anyway. - Listen, you look good,

and I'm not saying that because you're my brother.

I'm going back to my dead.

Oh my...

Is it possible you have a dead donkey in here?

Absolutely not.

RAPH OUT OF BREATH

- Oh, can I help you there? - No thank you sir,

that's very kind, but I can carry this fine by myself...

Yes, I'd like some help.

Ah... hello.

Hello.

- You're... looking for someone? - Uh, yes.

Ehle. Dr Ehle, the medical examiner?

She's just there.

- Thanks. - It was nothing.

Good day. Uh, thank you for the suitcases.

- Raphaëlle? - Yes? Sorry.

- Dr Ehle. - Yes, Dr Ehle. Absolutely, yes.

KNOCKS

Yes? Come in.

Hello. - (Hello.)

Hello.

Hey, well there it is!

There it is, our eye. Really— thank you, eh?

It's a long way from Paris.

- Don't touch. Don't touch. - It's getting complicated.

Astrid Nielsen. RAPH: I think there's a little

misunderstanding, Dr Ehle.

We're not bringing, we came to collect the body.

Collect the body? Like, right now?

Uh, yes.

I'm honestly not sure it will fit in your cooler.

Mm-mm, it's too small.

Anyway, I'll settle this directly

with the PJ officer in charge of the file, thank you.

You're welcome to.

On the other hand, I regret to tell you that

the eyes were removed post mortem.

The crime is therefore Bordeaux's, bad luck.

Yeah, there are crimes in Bordeaux too.

Maybe, but we found the eye first.

I am pleased to tell you that the investigation is

under the control of the Paris public prosecutor's office.

Bad luck. There are prosecutors in Paris too.

My “piece” is bigger than yours.

It's not the size that matters. Tell her, Astrid.

According to Article 39-1, Paragraph 5-

No, please! Not that old moth-eaten law stuff.

Ah ah-ASTRID: I'm not finished.

Paragraph 5 of the Code of Criminal Procedure:

'It is the duty prosecutor who decides who is in charge of the investigation.'

Anyway, it won't take long. Hi!

Oh— hello again.

Uh— you know each other?

Cmdr Doisneau, Bordeaux PJ.

So it's you who... PROSECUTOR: Come on, let's go.

Hello! PROSECUTOR: Hello.

Yes, sorry.

- May I... - Go for it!

Thank you.

If I understand correctly,

part of the body was found in Paris and the other in Bordeaux.

Mr Prosecutor, you're not unaware that knowledge of the terrain

makes all the difference in this type of local case.