The Sentinels (Les Sentinelles)

I asked about Colonel Mirreau.

- Did you find anything? - I stopped looking.

Even mentioning his name put me at risk.

Ferreau's wife has decided to write a piece on our activities.

I'll handle it.

We're looking for information on the Sentinels program.

I don't work for the Germans. Too dangerous.

What if I told you we can help to find your protégé, Gisèle?

Get me information on this man and I'll help you.

The body was burned, sir. It was identified too hastily.

- So, what now? - The Sentinels, sir.

- They're the only option. - Two days.

Once Mazauric is sent to Germany it will be too late.

I wish I could have spared you this mission.

Because it's suicide?

WOLXHEIM PENITENTIARY FORT GERMANY

Your laboratory is too rudimentary.

It's impossible to make Dyxenal in these conditions.

I know that, Professor,

that's why we're transferring you tomorrow.

But first, there's someone I'd like you to meet.

Professor.

Thank you.

Commander.

Once again, we need your help with our research.

This is the French scientist who is running

the Sentinels program.

He has agreed to help us and will be needing some samples.

What for?

If the Professor can determine what makes you so...

unique...

he will soon be able to build you an army.

The Professor already knows what makes me unique.

THE SENTINELS

ROAD TO WOLXHEIM FORT GERMANY

Get ready, gentlemen.

There's a roadblock up ahead.

Halt!

Check their pass.

Pass, please.

Where are you going?

No idea. Hollenburg.

I'm carrying fuel for the 8th Division.

General Lüttwitz.

Your pass has expired.

- What do you mean? - The date.

Turn off the engine, please.

What is it?

The pass is expired.

- What's he carrying? - Fuel.

Fuel?

Something wrong?

Get out, please.

- Is there a problem? - Requisition.

I'm taking two fuel canisters.

I'm sorry, but...

I can't let you do that.

Excuse me?

I have orders to deliver it.

If anything's missing when I get there...

Then explain it to them.

That's an order, soldier.

Open it.

De Clermont!

Ferreau, give me a hand!

Henri?

I think I've found something.

Any news from our soldiers?

Not yet.

They must be close to the German fort.

It's too soon to worry.

We won't know until tomorrow afternoon.

At the earliest.

They'll bring back Mazauric. I know it.

A letter from your wife?

They're in Nice now.

Etienne, you should know,

if our mission fails,

the Sentinels program will likely continue...

I hope.

But you and me?

Joffre won't have much trust in us.

Last night, I made sure you can be transferred to the base at Toulon.

To be closer to your family.

And you?

Me?

I'll face the consequences.

They will succeed, Colonel. I know it.

Until then, the program proceeds at full speed.

Bring in the next test subject on the list, today.

And our surveillance?

Carry on.

Mirror! Get your Mirror! News from the front!

- Did you find anything? - Yes, but I risked a lot.

Too much. This is the last time we'll meet.

This is Mirreau's military file.

Gabriel Ferreau.

An inspector recognized him.

He used to "work" for the Ménilmontant Dogs.

The son of Paul Charpentier.

Charpentier, the card player?

A card player

with an unfortunate habit of beating his wife and children.

He was shot down by police,

one night when he flew off the handle.

I knew him from Ferrazzi's place.

- A scam artist. - He cheated?

He claimed he could control his opponents' minds.

- So he was cheating. - Probably, Commissioner.

What happened to his hoodlum son?

Nobody knows.

He left the area, stopped causing trouble.

Calmed down.

Any address? Is he married?

I can look into it.

After that, you and I are quits.

We'll see.

Faster, damn it!

Stay with me. Just hold on.

Talk to me.

Talk to me!

Ferraud! Get a fucking move on!

Hang in there.

Stay with me.

Fuck.

Open your mouth.

Go on, drink.

That's it. Calm down. You're okay.

- Sergeant? - Yeah?

Let's risk it.

Leave him. I'll take him.

De Clermont, look at me. Come on!

Come on!

Are you alone?

- What? - Sit down.

Sit down!

Alright, I'll sit down.

Check nobody's here.

Back soon. Stay with us.

What's wrong with you?

Nothing.

Give him more Dyx.

De Clermont!

Open your mouth.

Swallow!

Hold on, hold on...

I can do it.

You stay there.

I can do it.

He's going to live.

No, you don't!

Hold him still.

Hold his legs!

We need to disinfect it. Get more cloth.

He's going to make it.

Everything is fine.

You're going to live.

You just need rest.

It has to work this time.

Is this Djibouti's hormone analysis?

The most recent that we have.

If we change the eluant we can make a second separation.

Which means we could identify the hormone.

It's the best option in the time that we have.

Colonel.

She's here.

Her name is Aria Sainte-Rose.

A prisoner from Bordeaux.

Sentenced to death for murder.

You know we're not ready yet.

We have no choice, Marthe.

With Mazauric captured we have to speed up the program.

Did she volunteer?

Not yet.

Thank you, Etienne.

Please, have a seat.

Why am I here?

You are soon to be executed,

I believe.

We're offering you a second chance.

If you join us,

you'll be allowed to live.

What do I have to do?

We wish to know how you respond to a medical substance

that we manufacture here.

Once the serum is injected into your body,

your combat abilities will be significantly improved.

So you're the army, is that it?

Yes.

An army laboratory.

Is it dangerous?

It's possible you won't be able to cope.

And?

It could kill you.

You have to decide.

Decide what?

Get my head cut off or try your serum?

Is that the choice?

Is there a chance I won't die?

Yes.