Ad Vitam

Okay.

Then this hook, and this.

Done.

- Looks good. Nice and tight. - Franck.

The new guy, Stanislas.

- He'll be replacing Dom this week. - Hey, man.

- Welcome on board. - Thanks.

- I'm Remi. - Hi.

Hey, come with me, I'll show you the anchor points.

- Okay. - Right one.

Okay, let's do this one.

That's it.

There you go. Okay.

Crack here. Got it.

- Let me know if you need to move. - Okay.

One more crack here and then we're done.

We're done.

Mr. Lazarev? We're ready. You can come with me.

So…

Here we go.

- Are you annoyed? - Well, kind of, yeah.

- Morning. Bye. - Morning.

- Hey, give me the bag. - No.

I'm not sick, I'm just pregnant.

You might not be sick, but I noticed some mood swings.

- You noticed? - Yep!

- Yeah, yeah, yeah. We'll see. - I'm serious.

What the hell? I can't believe it.

This is the second time in two weeks, and we're the only ones burgled.

The last time they stole your computer.

What are they after?

- I have no idea. - You have no idea?

What do we do now?

Go back to the police I guess.

That's it, yeah. Go back to the police.

Hey.

Ah. Good to see you.

- Coffee? - Yeah. Thanks.

They got the key?

I had no time to check, but I don't think so.

Did they take anything?

I didn't notice, but I can't be sure.

So Léo still doesn't know?

Telling her two weeks before giving birth is not a good idea.

I didn't think they'd go this far.

I think they're just getting started.

Remi, there's a few over here. Hand me the camera.

I'll take some pictures, then you can look at them.

- Franck, we're almost done. - Time to go home.

Okay, copy that, Pascal.

Keep me posted when you're done and I'll send up Remi. Let's head up.

Ahh!

You okay, Franck?

I'm good! I'm okay.

Hey! What the hell's goin' on up there? We lost Franck!

You've reached Léo's voicemail. Leave me a message and I'll call you back.

Shit!

Franck!

Franck!

Léo?

- Léo? - Yeah?

You okay?

- I'm sorry, I missed your call. - It's okay.

I just wanted to see…

if you needed anything.

- You okay? - Fine.

You want some coffee?

No, thanks. I'm good.

I'm beat. I need some sleep.

…and I see this babe. I couldn't believe it.

I know what you mean. These days, you don't know who's who.

You know, I thought only guys did that kinda stuff.

Here I am in the middle of the ocean, alone on my boat.

What are you doing?

What are you playing at?

Do you think I need this kind of bullshit now?

You don't sleep with me. You spend your nights on the roof.

I've spent my entire pregnancy dealing with your shit.

I'll always have your back, but don't take me for an idiot.

I don't say anything, but I'm not blind.

So what's goin' on?

Ahh!

Léo!

Don't touch her!

Ahh!

We're just wasting our time. He should just tell us.

We'll find it sooner or later anyway.

- It's not here! - Okay, guys, that's enough.

Give us what we're looking for or we take this to the next level.

And I can assure you, Franck, you won't enjoy it.

Why don't you just keep looking? And take off your stupid mask.

I don't understand you.

Don't you want that child?

Don't you want that nice, quiet life?

Why are you holding out?

What? You want to play the hero, huh?

Expose the truth?

But let's be honest, Franck,

exposing the truth will do absolutely nothing to erase your guilt,

your mistake.

This is such a shame.

Such a tragedy.

That this man who would sacrifice so much for his career

would end up killing his pregnant wife,

a bullet in the head, before taking his own life.

And for what?

Huh?

Some will say he was a sensitive soul,

that he couldn't handle the pressure, all the lies…

The death of his father, the trans-generational trauma, the…

You see, Franck, sometimes you have to let things go.

You're stubborn, and you're pigheaded, and you'll die stubborn.

No? Okay, time to go to the next level.

Bring me the briefcase.

NO SIGNAL

Here.

Take care of the girl.

- No! No! - Don't touch her!

- No! - Don't touch her!

- Ahh! - Don't touch her! Hey!

Don't touch her! What did you do to her?

What have you done? No!

No!

No!

Former officers, officers,

non-commissioned officers, new graduates, and families, welcome.

GIGN HEADQUARTERS 10 YEARS EARLIER

Today's graduation ceremony marks the completion

of a long and difficult training program.

Here, you have learned the fundamental values

that define us as France's elite police unit,

total commitment,

going beyond your personal limits, team spirit, and self-sacrifice,

loyalty, and much more.

See this badge as a new beginning and not as a conclusion.

Take it as a symbol of your duty to achieve excellence every day.

Joining the GIGN is a lifetime commitment.

Officers and non-commissioned officers of 2014,

your mentors will now present you with your GIGN badges.

Wear it well and be proud.

Officer Lazarev.

- Chicken Legs! - SpongeBob!

Skinny Cat!

Wear it well and be proud.

- Congratulations. - Thanks.

Bravo! Bravo!

Ready?

Ready to engage?

Hurray! Hurray! Hurray!

Hurray! Hurray! Hurray!

- Hey, you! - Ah, come here!

- Bravo, man! - Bravo to you too!

- It was tough, but we made it. - I want you to meet someone.

- Hang on. Manon? - Sure.

Well done!

- Hi. - Hi, there.

- Manon, Franck. - Franck.

- Hello. - Congratulations.

- How old are you? How old is he? - I'm two years old.

- He's two. - Two years old.

- Well, hello there. Good evening. - My mother.

- Franck and Nico. - Good evening. Pleased to meet you.

- Congratulations. You've done very well. - Thank you.

- And I'm very proud of my daughter. - True. It wasn't easy.

- It's good for her. It builds character. - Yeah?

Well, in terms of character, she's got loads to spare and more.

- Enjoy the evening. Bye. - Goodbye.

Please call me anytime, okay? Really, it's a tradition here.

As officers' wives, we're here to welcome you and help you out, okay?

- Anytime. - I'm serious, call me.

- Okay. That's so kind of you. Thanks. - We appreciate it, thank you.

- Congratulations, Franck. - Thanks.

I'm happy you're gonna be with us.

Pleasure's all mine.

I've been told you're as good a climber as your father was.

We need a few rock jocks in our unit.

That's what they told me.

Actually…

I have something from your father.

I'm pretty sure he would've wanted you to have this.

- Did my father write this? - Yes.

Thank you.

Your guard!

Holy shit.

- Keep your guard up. - Yeah.

Okay, let's go.

- Good shot for a rookie. - That's my man, Nico!

Police! Everyone down!

You did it! I told you you'd get him!

- Nico? - Yeah! Over here!

Ready team? Line up. Let's go.

- Quiet! Shut up! - Target acquired.

Top of stairs, office.

Ahh!

Target hit.

Target's taking cover.

Here.

Jacques? I've been told you want to speak with a female officer.

I'll do the best I can to help. My name is Léonore.

That's it, Jacques! Hands in the air! Keep your arm up!