Paris Police 1905 - Second Season

24th December 1904.

White male, 20 to 25 years of age.

Clothes made of canvas, middle-class, but...

...of mediocre quality.

His pockets are empty, no money, no keys, no documents.

Lebel revolver, 1892 model. Common.

Quality gun, made in France.

The pride of our soldiers.

This one is in the right hand of the deceased.

An apparent suicide.

But...

Bullet wounds.

One. To the temple. Off course.

Tore through the scalp.

Two. Crosses the mouth from right to left.

He loses a tooth.

Three. In the left eye socket.

Four.

Enters through the mouth.

And... and...

And exits through the back of the head.

The fatal shot.

Four bullets, gentlemen.

Four.

And he wants us to think it was a suicide.

He doesn't know Bertillon.

So, our verdict is...

...murder.

Obvious motive: theft.

The killer is clumsy...

...and thinks we're fools.

You'll introduce him to me, I hope.

Don't forget the tooth.

Don't forget the tooth... I'll show you teeth!

Dear me! Step back, gentlemen!

Step back.

You can look as much as you like, but don't touch.

Gentlemen.

There's a tram stop on Avenue du Bois de Boulogne.

As it takes about two hours to reach I'Île de la Cité...

...and runs every 15 minutes...

...I'll see you in my lab in two hours.

The crank handle, Bournazel.

Your letters.

Requests and complaints.

The Assistance and Public Hygiene Council's Christmas ceremony...

...is this afternoon.

You're making a speech.

Republican unity, Christian Charity...

Should I write a draft?

I'll improvise, I'm used to it.

Private.

Monsieur Louis Lépine Paris Police Prefecture.

Chief Superintendent Fondari.

Commissioner.

The vice squad's weekly report, sir.

Brothels and such. It's been quite a week.

Some interesting names have come up.

The city council is harassing me.

Paris, city of depravity, lenient police...

People don't want to see prostitutes in the street on Christmas Eve.

We've been asked to organise a raid.

Excuse me.

As we were saying, a raid on Christmas Eve.

It will be done.

Hector.

Put this filth with the rest, would you?

Do you have something to say?

When your wife was alive, that door was kept locked, sir.

And with my daughter, it's not.

That's progress.

Dear Monsieur Lépine.

My thoughts are with you and your family...

...at this time when Christians convene.

My husband's latest works...

...will please you, I hope, if you come to see them.

I am at your disposal for a visit at your convenience.

Marguerite Steinheil.

I've lanced the abscess.

Here.

Oh Lord.

It's you, madame.

That taste, that smell...

Part of you is rotting.

We must pull it out.

Clove oil. For the pain.

Don't you have anything stronger?

That'll be 200 francs.

We're holding a private view on Wednesday...

...for Adolphe's latest collection.

Friends can stay behind.

We have dice...

...a deck of cards...

Your private views and games are the talk of the town, Mme Steinheil.

It's a bit of fun.

I don't know if I have the means.

You're too modest.

I'll deduct your fees.

Next Wednesday.

Yes?

Is everything ok?

I've sent out the invitations for the private view.

Will you be ready?

What choice do I have?

- What is it? Don't you like it? - Well...

I didn't say a word.

That son-in-law of mine takes everything the wrong way.

Marthe! Marthe, my darling!

Where are you?

You'll be late for your piano lesson!

Every morning at six, I do the rounds.

I start off in the Jardin d'Acclimatation...

...and take Allée de la Reine Marguerite.

It takes about an hour in all.

Did you see the body from the alley?

It's an infamous spot. We find all the bodies there.

You see?

The hangman's tree.

Five last year.

Yes.

Some places just attract death.

Where do you think he came from?

Depends what he liked.

To the north is the Pré-Catelan.

They're going to build a restaurant there.

Further on is the Chateau de Bagatelle...

...but that's private, for the rich folk.

To the west...

...you have the girls, working evenings when the factories close.

And to the east, more girls, but they're the old hands.

And to the south?

We don't go south much. That's where the freaks are.

The inverts. The pederasts.

Lord...

I really can't deal with that lot. I was told it's contagious.

It is.

Quemener, go back to the Prefecture.

Bertillonage, dactyloscopy of the gun...

...and ask Dr Socquet if he can determine the time of death.

Good morning.

Chilly today.

Indeed.

Out for a walk?

Behind the waterfall is a pretty spot.

Do you like caves?

I love them.

Shall I show you?

It's very tempting, but...

I'd prefer a cell in the Prefecture.

Antoine Jouin, research brigade.

No. Not that. I'm married.

So am I. Move.

ID.

What do you do, Félicien?

When you're not out walking.

I work in a bank. Crédit Lyonnais.

I've never been in any trouble with the police.

Listen...

I have a bit of money. We can make a deal.

I heard that...

You could make a deal with the police?

No, no. I'll...

Do you ever come here at night, Félicien?

Sometimes, when my wife is at her parents'

A young man died here last night. Shots were fired:

Someone must have heard them.

I don't know. I wasn't here yesterday. I...

- I'm just... - Out for a walk.

I have your name and address.

Soliciting a sworn officer. Cottaging.

Sodomy.

- Will you make me visit your family? - No.

I'll help you.

I often come this way.

It's on my way to work.

I know people who work in the woods,

I'll ask around.

You have three days.

If I don't hear from you, I'll pay you a visit.

At your house.

Ok.

You're early.

The nativity scene isn't ready.

I prefer to pray in an empty church. Stops me feeling like a sheep.

Bitterness doesn't lend itself to prayer, my son.

You like your churches full. We're in different lines of business.

Blasphemy.

Poor sinner.

Your troubles could be eased by two Catholic traditions.

Firstly...

- ...a good confession. - And secondly?

Bread and wine.

I've been the Paris Commissioner for six years.

I make speeches...

I write circulars, I negotiate budgets...

I keep the Prefecture running.

It would do just as well without me.

Working in the police is a noble career.

I should introduce you to some of my men.

If you don't enjoy it, resign.