Capitaine Marleau

Hi!

Captain Marleau? - Yeah!

Mario. - Nice to meet you.

We don't have a head Republican Guard?

You have a head to work in CID?

Me, I don't parade with the spiked helmets!

Is this my pony? - No.

We don't let you drive a Formula 1.

That's yours.

Equestrian segregation! - I see.

Hello. Hi, my bunny! How are you?

Go on! - Like that?

Yes, facing the horse. The other leg. Left leg! Left leg.

Left... Left leg. Left!

In the stirrup. We'll adjust the reins. - We'll adjust the reins.

Hold onto the mane. - Like this?

That's it. Foot in the stirrup. - Like that?

That's right, and: - Yeah.

grab the raised part at the back of the saddle and mount.

Yeah, but; you have to push my ass.

You're funny! - Mount the saddle.!

Really? - It can't be true.

TWO LIVES

Elodie?

Sorry? Do we know each other?

10 years,

with no news,

and you just show up like that.

I know, I blame myself, when I couldn't-

Of course you could! You could pick up a phone!

A call? You really believe that?

Can you imagine what Garance went through?

And Jonathan?

What's wrong?

Nothing.

As if. But you haven't come for nothing.

You said you were in love. What's the problem?

I love my life, but I often feel alone.

OK, so you come to see your old friend Elodie?

I missed you.

I want to reconnect with this part of my life.

All right.

And you think that part of your life wants to reconnect with you?

Hey.

You show up now with no warning?

I didn't want to bother you.

And the photos, are those of birds?

It's my lawyer's idea.

Photos could sway the judge's decision.

Go on, get off my land.

Enjoy your home, Christophe,

on Friday it's over.

Eric was here.

You let him go without saying anything?

What did you want me to do?

Something, for a change!

I saw you with Eric. What did he want?

Nothing in particular.

Same puzzle as yesterday, Louise? Not making much progress!

It's level 5!

Mind your onions.

Are you taking me to the restaurant tonight?

No, not tonight, sorry.

It would do us good. - I know, but no.

I have too many things on my mind, the farm, and all that.

Next time, okay? Yeah?

Should rain. Ground is dry above the barn.

You started sowing in the northern plot!

Your father always started in the southern part.

The land is also dry in the south. - We'll see in 10 days, when nothing

will have sprouted! - We'll see, yes.

I've seen it all, moron!

Laetitia isn't here? - Having trouble seeing?

Big ride.

Alright, comrades?

Come on, come on; it's okay, it's okay.

She's 10?

Thanks, bunny!

So?

Fuck! Was she strangled?

Are you the one in charge? - I didn't do anything.

Immediately with the prejudice!

Are there indications other than that?

Yes, bruises all over the place. - Get me a coffee, please?

Look at her.

On the back, the hips. - No, that's cellulite. Yeah.

What do you think happened?

Fell on her back: the horse reared, knocking her off.

The usual yada yada, someone goes "Waaa!"

The horse goes "Heeee," she goes bang!

Captain Marleau!

Ha ha!

Briere! - I'm happy to see you again.

What are you doing in Correze? Had enough of the seaside?

I asked for a transfer after I got commendations.

The seaside attracts cityfolk. At the slightest sign of crime,

the Paris guys are on our backs.

"Parigot," calf's head!

That's it. - Yes.

Saut Balou is my horse-friend. Now what about this good woman?

Is she baroness-of-the-hunt, privileged?

No, a farmer's wife.

Mr. Lemaire, companion of the victim. He found the body.

Dumpling,

er, my condolences. - No need to force it. Questions?

No. Did she often ride? - Everyday.

At the same time? - Mornings.

She liked to start her day on horseback.

Doesn't everyone? Yeah.

Will you excuse me, this is my friend, I haven't seen him for a long time.

Got something on this guy? - You suspect he did it?

It's the guys who strangle their wives, not the horses.

That's true; he's a farmer. According to my colleagues,

he and his wife were discreet, the kind of hard workers

dedicated to the family business. - Okay.

Shall we take him in? - No, he just lost his wife!

And we don't have any proof. - It's you who says-

You know me!

Hey...

Where is the widower? Have you seen a widower with hair?

Captain! There he is. - Where is he?

Down there, shall I go get him? - No, I know my widowers!

Sir!

You shouldn't leave a crime scene, especially when it's your wife.

It's weird. - It's a shortcut.

And where are you going? - The farm, to feed the horses.

Yeah? Your wife dies, and you think of horses?

I also think about my seedlings. - Do you have combines?

How long have you known her, the deceased?

Her name was Laetitia. Ten years.

We met at a party in Saint-Pessac, we had a drink.

She slept over at my house and never left.

What was she doing here? - She was helping.

She was a farmer's wife. - How did she help? Cleaning, sweeping,

polishing, shopping, cooking, kids,

not paid, not declared, right? What were you doing this morning?

Where were you? - On my tractor.

Alone? - Tractors aren't for passengers.

Yeah? Like coffins

on the merry-go-round of life.

I have a call, excuse me.

Yeah Briere? Do you already have something?

What do you mean nowhere? Really? Thanks, honey.

So, as I was saying. Your wife: 0 traces, 0 records.

That's impossible.

Is that her bag?

Yeah, it's not mine. - Why, are bags gendered?

Blue for boys, pink for girls?

You don't really look

upset by what's happening.

Not answering?

"I say, captain, who else should we talk to, besides these people?"

Back to work. So what's in this bag?

A wallet,

money,

business card.

Thppt.

And what is this?

A loyalty card for Pizza Loca!

We may have a punch for a free pizza.

Or overcooked pasta. A Neapolitan crime?

Tell me what you're looking for if you want me to help.

I don't know. I'm looking!

I'm looking for anything.

Something with your wife's name on it, a passport,

driving license. Even a national health card would be fine.

Maybe she had them with her

and they were stolen? - Not stupid.

Killed by the health card gang.

It's not stupid.

No more stupid than a free pizza.

The fact she's not in your files, is it a problem?

She didn't do anything wrong. - The problem is a good citizen

is a registered citizen.

Chinese proverb. Now your wife is not listed anywhere.

Neither social security number nor date of birth.

It looks like she never existed. - I don't know what to tell you.

She was very real.

Um, but come on, I know maybe where you can look.

I'm wearing you down.

It's over there.

What, have you caught the Covid?

I'll let you search. It's your job, not mine.

Do I do all the work?

We don't talk like that to a captain of the Gendarmerie!

Louise Lemaire.

Excuse my son. Respect for rank, he doesn't know.

Apologize!

Don't argue about it, his wife has just died.

That's not a reason. - Does she always talk to you like this?

He's my son, I talk to him how I want.

My son, my fight? And to his woman, how did you talk to her?

Laetitia never caused me no problem.

She was a very nice girl, solid!

You have to be, to work here.

And to stay that long with my son!

And with you, it was going well also, I imagine?

What was your son doing this morning?

He was in the fields. He should have

started with the southern plot. - That doesn't interest the captain.