Red...
Blue...
Fine, Anna. Now here are some shapes
for you to describe.
The Empire of the Wolves
Square...
Circle...
Oval...
Rectangle...
Very good.
Name the capital of each country.
Spain.
Madrid...
- United States. - Washington.
- Brazil. - Rio.
No...Brasilia.
Perfect.
Last test. Faces will appear before you.
Identify them, as fast as you can.
Mao Tse Tung.
JFK.
Che Guevara.
Napoleon.
The Mona Lisa.
Lincoln...
Wait!
Who was that?
Stop!
Answer me!
It was Laurent.
Your husband.
So what do we do?
- A biopsy? No way! - Anna...
No one's cutting into my brain.
Why all the guards?
Radioactive products are controlled by the army.
What products?
Oxygen-1 5.
The tracer they injected to observe your brain.
Charming.
It's harmless.
Trust Eric. He's Europe's finest neurologist.
I won't be his guinea pig.
He only took your case as a favor to my family.
- You siding with him? - We're all for you!
What's happening to me?
Dunno. We can't let it worsen.
Worsen? He never said that.
You're right.
Sorry, that was silly.
I love you. I don't want to become a stranger to my wife.
When you saw my picture, your brain didn't react.
I'll pick you up at 7 PM.
I can't face that dinner. Play host to your colleagues alone.
They'll be really disappointed.
Are you sure?
What if my problems start all over again?
Don't worry. You'll be fine.
You OK?
So? How did it go?
- Not well. - How so?
I lied.
I couldn't tell them the truth.
Why? What did you hide?
It started a month ago.
I passed Laurent on my way to the bathroom.
He smiled.
It startled me.
I didn't know who he was.
You're stressed out. Take a vacation with Laurent.
But there's more...
What is it?
That's him!
Shall I serve him?
Hello.
- What will it be? - Chocolate.
200 grams, as usual?
- You still don't know who he is? - No.
But I'm sure I know him.
- If you did once know him... - Yes?
Why doesn't he know you?
I'm going crazy.
That guy we busted at the airport...
Because we tipped you off.
A Saudi with a fake Turkish passport.
Our dumb Foreign Service even knew him!
All they do is talk shop! Aren't you bored, Anna?
It's how they get rid of stress.
I read that socializing boosts your immune system!
Anna, tell me the name
of the hotel where you honeymooned with Laurent?
La Paloma. Why?
I'm taking a lady friend there for the Easter.
It's funny, we've been friends for years,
but I don't know how you met Laurent.
We were in college and...
Let your wife tell it. It'll be more interesting.
Well...
It was...
Love at first sight.
Really?
I could swear he courted you for months!
It's just stress.
What's wrong, Anna?
Excuse me.
That wacko's still at it.
Send the body to the Coroner.
You thought about my idea?
What'll you do?
Keep combing the neighborhood?
Sweat shops, hostels, bars?
Your 3rd victim, and you don't have a lead.
I got out the file on Schiffer.
Know what they call him?
I know: "Mr Shifty."
He's a bad cop.
Schiffer may be rotten,
but he ruled Little Turkey for 20 years.
The cops call him "Mr Shifty",
but Turks call him "The Shaft."
National Medal of Valor
You OK?
Much better.
Go back. I'm coming.
They already left.
I'm so sorry, Laurent.
- I'd hate your colleagues to think... - That's no problem.
Laurent...
Why don't we have any kids?
Excuse me?
We've been married 8 years.
Why don't we have any kids?
You didn't want any.
You made me swear to it, before we got married.
I did? Why?
Your whole memory is failing you.
Don't hide things from Ackerman. Do the biopsy.
Give me a few more days.
There must be another way.
Like what?
I don't know.
Just a few more days.
OK...
A few days.
Rest Home
You're too young for lnternal Affairs.
Capt. Nerteaux, ClD, 1 0th precinct.
- How's the nabe? - Like this.
- What's that? - A Turkish seamstress.
Around 25. Illegal. Body dumped in the sewers.
So what?
You once policed that area.
She's the 2nd victim.
The 3rd was as bad.
What do you want?
Your opinion on the case.
I got scrapped.
A scrapped cop's opinion is worthless.
He smashed her feet.
X-rays showed over 70 bone fragments in her flesh.
He cut out her lips.
He sliced up her breasts. And it gets worse.
Sorry. I have responsibilities here.
Just as well.
Your file made me puke.
I should've left it at that.
"Shifty" Schiffer.
How come Homicide's not handling it?
They closed the case after murder No.1. I reopened it.
Your first serial killer? Got an investigation team?
No.
Want to nab him alone, kid?
Took you time to come see me. Pick me up tomorrow.
Pick you up?
You didn't read my whole file:
they even took away my driver's license.
Wanna search me, kid?
It's all I'm packing.
Only one cop's on active duty.
That's me!
And I'm not your "kid."
Doctor, this is...
Hi, Lopez.
We've met.
The victim is a Caucasian female.
Her muscle tone says she's between 20 and 30.
Like the first two, a redhead and short: around 5 ft 3.
- Tattoos? Henna? Pierced ears? - No.
- Any seamstress marks? - She was a manual worker.
Tell us about this.
27 slashes: the wounds get deeper.
- The torture lasted for hours. - For hours?
She resisted: her bonds cut into her flesh.
- Weapon? - Serrated blade.
I'd say a commando knife, like the first two.
And below, was it like the two others?
It was different this time.
I think he used something alive.
- Alive? - A rodent, probably a rat.
The external genitals were chewed up to the womb.
And this?
Her foot bones were mangled.
He went at them with an iron bar, or a baseball bat.
- The falaka. - What?
The falaka. A Turkish torture technique.
The face?
Clearly, it's his obsession.
Nose sliced off, lips cut out. And on all three,
the same cuts: like chevrons.
The facial mutilations were all done post-mortem.
Most killers have a ritual.
But he's different: no trace of sexual contact.
He washes his victims carefully,
even cleans under their fingernails. A real scientist,
obsessed with evil, but who never freaks out.
The term "orderly killer" used in
criminology manuals applies here.
- Is that all? - It's quite a bit!
Thanks.
Captain Nerteaux! Your report!
Want to wreck your career?
- The brass know about Schiffer? - That's my problem.
Heard of Gazil Hamet's murder?
Schiffer was cleared.
I did the autopsy.
The Turk's face was as battered as this one.
I read your report. You had nothing on Schiffer.
No one ever does.
Your partner's the Devil.
What do you think?
That the killer has a car
and dumps the bodies from it.
Why the facial wounds?
Three possibilities.
First, the killer's trying to mislead us.
The second?
Shrinks say the killer disfigures faces when he knows them.
He can't bear them watching.
I don't buy the "psycho" stuff.
Third possibility?
He's an artist.
The cuts are like cracks in ancient statues.
The killer's carving the same face.
Even dumber!
So what do you think?
- The lskele. - The what?
Iskele means "pier".
It's the Mafia network that handles illegals in Paris.
They're highly organized. Everything's recorded,
names, origins, workplace,
what every illegal owes them.
That'll help us identify the victims?
Yes. If these girls are illegals,
their bosses went to the lskele to replace them.
These murders mean lost money.
And you know these guys?
I know the boss, Malek.
Malek Djessur.
He's known as Marius.
I saw his son being born.
There you go.
Dr. Mathilde Urano - Psychiatrist
Mathilde Urano.
Anna Heymes.
Come.
Terrifying, no?
Yes, I feel like I'm inside it.
How did you get my name and number?
The phone book.
It seems your amnesia only applies to faces.
Especially my husband's.
What does Prof. Ackermann think?
He hasn't located any lesion.
He wants to do a biopsy.
Study my nerve cells.
Did he say that a shock can also cause amnesia?
A shock?
No.
If I'd had a severe shock, I'd remember it.
Maybe not. Amnesia can erase its own cause.
Why would it only concern my husband?
Is your sex life with your husband normal?
What do you call "normal"?
Bland.
Boring.
The opposite. That department's fine.
- How long have you been married? - 8 years.
- Children? - No, that's just it.
He claims I said I didn't want any.
I don't remember that.
I couldn't have said that!
Sometimes, I wonder if it's not my husband who changed.
Changed? How?
Even when I'm fine,
his face somehow seems different.
As if his features were deeply changed.
Cigarette?
Thanks.
You think I'm insane?
Quite the opposite.
You seek a logical explanation,
you cling to reason.
What if he's got a whole new face?
- It can be done, right? - Technically, yes.
Would he do it without telling you?
PIastic Surgery
Nowadays, it leaves no scars.
So it's not such a crazy idea.
When could he have done it?
You just said I'd had a shock. Maybe then?
Can you put off the biopsy?
A few weeks, maybe.
Will you come here several times a week?
Yes.
We'll try to see if your husband's part of that shock.
Excuse me, miss.
What's going on?
You were watching me?
During the night? Why?
I don't know.
Did they change you?
Change me? Change what?
Your face.
You've gone crazy.
You'll feel better.
I'll call Eric.
Tomorrow I'll take you to the lnstitute.
You need help. It can't go on like this.
You need that biopsy.
You've gone crazy!.
I'II shoW you shapes. Describe them.
It Was Laurent...
your husband.
Anna, hurry! It's 8 AM!
Coming!
Why did you lock the door?
Open the door!
I'll break down the door!
You're crazy! You'll fall!
What are you doing?
Come back!
Call a patrol, she's running away!
Hurry, dammit! We've got to catch her!
She's up there!
Come with me. The others go round!
Hurry, she'll escape through the building!
Grab her!
Shit!
Call Charlier. We need back-up.
Unless we find her, it's big trouble.
You hear?
Miss?
I have the results of your tests.
You didn't mention your accident. It affects my diagnosis.
What happened?
Was it a car crash?
Miss?
Never investigate on an empty stomach.
That stuff's too greasy.
You can't understand these guys
unless you eat their food. That's the price.
I was a narc 4 years. I didn't shoot up!
To fight evil, you gotta taste it.
What's that?
An introductory gift.
These guys like tokens of friendship.
You hate Turks, don't you?
Not at all, I almost married an Anatolian.
Is Marius in?
I got a present for his boy, Ali.
It's from the Shaft.
Salam aleikum, brother!
Aleikum salam, Marius.
I've missed you, brother. Really.
How long has it been?
Guys our age shouldn't count!
Captain Paul Nerteaux. My superior officer.
A little something...
for my dear Ali.
Schiffer, you didn't drag your ass here
to give me a present for my son.
3 women you smuggled in were found dead.
Tortured, disfigured.
Friend, what are you talking about?
Their files!
Schiffer...
you don't make the rules like in the old days.
You're not the Shaft now.
Marius, give us their files, and we're gone.
Even if I wanted to, I couldn't do that.
I destroyed them.
No traces, no troubles.
Watch the door!
Watch the door, I said!
Don't move! Hands up!
Turn around!
The files, or you're dead!
Face the wall!
Get down!
The files!
Turn around, get down!
The files, Marius!
- I swear I don't have them! - Schiffer. Stop it!
The files!
Nobody move!
In the closet!
Don't move!
Behind you!
A doctor...
Have mercy...
A doctor...
A doctor... have mercy...
Where do you think you are?
Those are fascist methods!
We're the law! You heard of the law?
I know only one law. Mine.
Screw you! Those methods are against my principles!
Marius is a scumbag!
He controls his girls by mutilating their kids back home.
Look!
Godammit! Look!
They're all alike...
They're almost identical!
You were right.
Your killer is obsessed by the same face.
How did he find such lookalikes?
With these I can question their bosses.
They won't tell you anything.
The neighborhood's protecting the killer.
Why?
They're scared to death, kid.
You'll have to rip out the truth,
the way I ripped out those files.
You need me, kid.
You never needed me more.
Stop calling me "kid".
It bugs me.
Who is it?
Anna.
What's going on?
I'm not crazy.
They erased my memory.
They erased my face.
What are you talking about?
Laurent, my husband.
Him and all his cop pals.
Come inside.
Come...
Think.
We have to find her.
And fast.
You!
You must know something about her that could help,
Prof. Ackerman.
I don't have much to work with.
We chose her because we could erase her personality
without much resistance.
Find her. You have 24 hours.
Or else...
I'm cleaning house.
Anna!
Did you tell anyone of your visit here?
No one!
Mathilde....
What's going on? What did they do to me?
I called a biologist friend.
Ackerman's institute does memory research for the army.
What kind of research?
Secret research.
Why did they do it?
Why did my husband...?
Laurent?
He may not be my husband?
Anything's possible.
But why me?
We have to find out who you really are.
How? I remember nothing.
- One thing can remember for you. - What?
Your body.
He's an old friend.
I said you had a bad car crash.
You lost your face, lD, memory.
So we don't know who you are. Got it?
Mathilde...
Why are you doing this for me?
Sheer scientific interest.
A blood test will tell us who I am?
The body remembers outside contacts.
It's like vaccines:
exposure to a virus makes you produce antibodies for years.
It works for a disease, and for the rest.
Here...
The toilets are over there.
You're wasting your time.
You pull any shit.
You'll whack me?
Sure...
So laugh...
Don't worry, change of technique.
I'll be finesse itself.
Behave, we're meeting a fine lady.
Ruya Berkes used to work here.
What can you tell me?
The girls don't dare go out.
Redheads dye their hair, the area's cursed.
What do you think?
Azrael is here, stealing our girls.
Who?
The angel of death.
His faithful are all over.
Your dumb beliefs always amused me.
Don't waste my time!
Now what?
What are we looking for?
The killer has someone working for him.
To round them up.
Basement 34, right?
Sir?
Police!
Stop!
No, Schiffer!
- Who do you work for? - Lay off! Gurdilek protects me.
Cut it out!
Screw Gurdilek! Why'd you round up that girl?
- Who do you work for? - Bozkurt!
Bozkurt!
- No, let go of him. - Don't be dumb, kid!
Never call me kid again! Shut up!
Shut up!
Stop! You heard what that guy said:
The Gray Wolves. Bozkurt! A far right Turkish group.
There's no serial killer!
Stop it, you're way off.
We must find a woman, not a killer.
What woman?
- What woman? - The one the Gray Wolves want.
They've messed up 3 times: they'll do it again!
We need the prey, not the hunter.
Look!
Their sign!
A wolf's head.
I'm sorry.
I found nothing.
You live near a nuclear power plant?
No, why?
You have a high level of radioactivity.
And the red blood cells of a top athlete.
Is that all?
You've endured extreme violence.
Well beyond human tolerance.
Look!
I hadn't noticed that spot on your nail.
Nicotine, maybe...
You noticed I smoke?
Yes, too much. But that's not nicotine.
It's henna.
My catalog of substances says
this stain is a specific vegetable compound.
A rare henna, grown in northern Anatolia.
It also explains the silicium level in your pulmonary glands.
In a previous life, you were Turkish.
Schiffer! You two hitting it off?
Fine. He tried to waste me.
Coffee?
You're worse than I was at your age.
You'll come to a sticky end.
The funeral of one of their leaders.
Is that their sign?
They're right wing fanatics.
They believe gray wolves
saved the Turkish people, centuries ago.
Ismail Kudseyi,
the most dangerous mafioso in lstanbul.
He's into nationalism,
corruption, drugs.
They say he kidnaps orphans in the countryside
to indoctrinate them.
Turns them into killing machines.
They're sickos.
Why do they want that girl?
No idea.
Disappointed?
You preferred your serial killer?
The problem's the same.
We gotta find her before they do.
Why take risks for an illegal you don't know?
It's my job.
A beautiful woman.
She your mother?
She was your mother.
How do you know that?
It's my job.
That why you became a cop?
It's not my first serial killer.
I lost my mother when I was 7.
I became a cop to find her killer.
There...
I reopened the file.
I learned to live with a ghost.
Now it's too late, I won't find him.
But for her it's not too late.
Gonna nap here? Or come see Gurdilek?
You know Gurdilek?
No, but that guy named him. You must know where he hangs out.
But finesse, remember?
Finesse itself.
Gurdilek came to France when he was 1 5,
hidden in the hold of a tanker-truck.
Sadly for him,
it was carrying acid, and the tank leaked.
The other illegals died.
Gurdilek was alive, but his throat
and lungs were burned out.
He breathes mentholated vapors all day.
It gave him the drive to become top dog.
Salam aleikum, Talat.
Sorry to disturb you during your ablutions.
The Shaft! You're back from the dead?
More like the dead brought me back.
Come closer... With Captain Nerteaux.
When will you stop the massacre?
We're in France. It's your job to protect us.
Cut the crap. You know the Wolves are here. Why?
Who are they looking for?
I run this neighborhood, not my country.
Don't disrespect me.
Who's the girl they want?
This business is rooted in the old country.
How do they pick the girls?
They have a picture.
It can't be very good:
they've been wrong 3 times!
Don't play with me. Your friend here knows everything.
Everything about what?
When the Wolves took the first girl, 3 months ago,
there was a big fuss.
The cops came.
They took another girl away.
The Wolves injured her when she tried to...