$0?
Vincent Descombes, our agent in Egypt...
- Yes? - Was he reactivated without me knowing?
He left the bureau 3 years ago.
He left Turkey last Wednesday.
I was bored, so I decided to clean up.
I noticed Boit-sans-Soif's papers had disappeared.
Rubin didn't touch anything.
Vincent Descombes' passport and driver's license are gone.
I did some research
and asked around.
I found a Vincent Descombes
on a Kartal Airlines flight from Istanbul,
Wednesday at 9 PM.
Flying where?
Tirana, Albania.
Then what?
Nothing. No sign of him anywhere.
- Either he's still there... - No, he's already gone.
He chose Albania because anyone can go in and out.
What do we have?
Debailly stole Bois-sans-Soif's papers
before leaving to blow up Chevalier.
He hid them in Turkey,
in the event he survived the mission.
When he escaped,
three days ago,
he traveled from Lebanon to Syria. It's not hard.
Then he entered Turkey,
which is even easier,
and went to Istanbul to get his stolen papers.
End of story.
Good reconstitution.
Any other papers missing?
I already checked. Not in those lockers.
I have to search the archives.
We can launch an official search for Vincent Descombes.
We couldn't for Paul Lefebvre or Guillaume Debailly.
Everyone would know we'd lost a hostage and an agent.
But no one knows Vincent Descombes.
Let's alert Tirana.
Send out a search bulletin to all desks.
And see if any other IDs are missing.
I will.
- We won't find him. - Why not?
He's better than we are.
Marie-Jeanne.
Why are you here, at this hour?
Insomnia.
Watch a TV series.
Marie-Jeanne...
I'm not going to reassure you at 4 AM.
You're not responsible. I am.
I should have never let you greet Guillaume.
Yeah, but...
Everyone thought he'd like a familiar face.
It should have been mine. Things would be different.
I'm sorry.
We're on your side.
No one blames you for believing him.
How could you imagine, after what he'd been through,
that he'd find the strength to escape?
Exactly...
So go back to bed!
- It's me. - I was leaving.
Not yet. Find me someone who speaks Farsi.
I want to trap Samuel Gendron.
Nadia el-Mansour's assistant?
That's the one.
I have good news.
Hi there.
ISIS doesn't have your dad. He was freed.
He was?
How is he?
He's fine.
Tired, but good.
- Where is he? - Somewhere.
He needs to recuperate. Then he'll get in touch.
The ordeal's over.
- When will I see him? - I don't know.
He's going to call me?
I think so.
You think so?
That's all I know.
Not much, obviously.
You want more?
I don't know.
It's a complicated situation.
- You read the notebook he left you. - I did.
What happens now that he's free?
You'll arrest him?
We need to talk to him.
Don't you think?
He'll recuperate and then we'll talk.
Are you talking to him now?
No, it's too soon.
What will happen to him?
I don't know.
I imagine that...
We have to work out the issue between us and him.
Is what he did serious?
I don't know.
You're smart. You understand.
What?
I'll say this only once.
If you say I told you, I'll deny it.
Your dad is free.
He's safe, but they don't know where.
I gather he doesn't want to talk to us.
And I understand. So he escaped.
I think you're entitled to know.
Aren't we being listened to?
I'm not stupid, you know.
The bosses say secret things in this room.
It's not tapped.
- Does that mean... - No.
I've said what I have to say. That's it.
I like your dad.
What do I do if he calls me? Do I tell you?
Do what you want. What you feel is right.
If you call me,
not them,
be discreet.
Okay.
It's great, isn't it?
Francis will show you out.
Brussels Belgium
European Commission
Of course.
Yes, he went too far...
Maybe we should be more flexible.
Maybe we should just listen.
Yes.
So...
Of course.
Paul Lefebvre was freed
Excuse me. I'll call you back tomorrow.
How do you know?
My new Iranian source.
Confirm it with the French embassy.
I have. They don't know.
- They don't? - No.
Then it's just a rumor.
My source doesn't feed me rumors.
Thank you.
I'm listening.
You have any news of Paul Lefebvre?
That's why you urgently needed to see me?
I was told he's been freed.
Who told you that?
- Is it true? - I don't know.
So it's not true.
Who told you?
Is it important?
I'd like whoever told you to come tell me.
You must know whether or not it's true.
I assure you that if Paul's been freed,
I might not know.
Can I see Mrs. Anselem?
That'll be very difficult.
She'll know.
Perhaps.
But she won't be able to see you.
I participated in the talks to get him released.
I attended several risky meetings.
I've earned the right to know.
And as you know, it concerns me on a personal level.
I know.
So please tell me.
I'm truly sorry.
But I can't tell. I don't know anything.
Let's go back.
See you soon.
Goodbye, Ms. el-Mansour.
We'd like to see him too.
Call Prune, his daughter.
She has news?
If she does, she won't get fired for telling you.
Thank you.
Poor woman.
Any news, Samuel?
Nothing more. No one knows anything.
I even spoke to some recently arrived refugees
about the French hostage. Nothing.
Did you call your source back?
He confirmed the info. But he can't tell where he got it.
I think it's from their intelligence services.
It's definitely not a rumor.
Thank you.
Why won't they tell me?
Excuse me?
Nothing. I was thinking out loud.
Hello, Prune? This is Nadia el-Mansour.
Baku Azerbaijan
Did you pick one?
It was hard. Poor animal.
But it's so delicious.
We're allowed to dine together like this?
We met,
enjoyed each other's company and decided to have dinner.
And then I left.
You're leaving again?
Your mission's over.
Over?
You were perfect. I was right about you.
How do I eat this?
The shell is for decoration.
Your contract ends in three months, right?
Very good.
You'll fulfill it. The work's interesting, isn't it?
Very.
If they offer to renew, you refuse.
You're homesick. You have another job...
Whatever... When the contract ends,
you quietly disappear.
No further contact?
Sure, just not too actively..
Like kids after summer camp.
At first, you write every day.
Over time, you lose touch.
It's natural.
I'm Jessie.
Do we know each other?
A friend of yours sent me to celebrate your success.
Pnmppe?
You have glasses?
How does this work?
I'm yours for the night.
Afterwards...
That's it?
You want me for longer?
- That's all you were told? - No, there's more.
For you.
It seems I'm paying you.
You need to check the bus ticket for Makhachkala.
There may be a problem with the reservation.
Apparently it's just a detail, but it should be checked.
What reservation problem?
I wasn't told.
What's to check?
You're leaving?
- I have to sort this out. - Are you sure?
It didn't seem...
all that urgent.
You can stay.
I'll be waiting.
A ticket, please.
No tickets here.
Where can I get a ticket? Internet?
Internet? No.
At the office, over there.
After 7 PM, it's closed.
I can't buy a ticket now for this bus?
Where were you off to?
Makhachkala, I think.
Sorry, I panicked.
I chose the first bus that showed up.
From: Camille Daudet Re: Your mailing address?
From: Samuel Maika Re: Nana's party
It's nice to see you again.
How are you?
I'm okay. What about you?
Pretty good.
Any word on your dad?
Don't they tell you anything?
Don't they update you regularly?
Who?
I don't know...
The government? The DGSE?
A little, but...
There's nothing new?
I have some news.
But it's not official.
My job gives me access to certain information.
I heard he has been freed.
You have?
I asked for official confirmation, which I don't have.
But no one's denying it either,
which gives me hope.
I figure that for security reasons,
they're waiting before officially announcing it.
I don't know why, but I...
I feel something's up.
Something's changed.
Don't you feel it?
I do.
You too? So, I'm not crazy.
No.
They told me stuff.
But I can't discuss it.
Good stuff?
But I really can't tell you.
Don't worry...
I don't want to bother you.
Please don't feel uncomfortable.
I just needed some kind of sign.
Don't tell me anything.
Can I drop you somewhere?
No, I'm waiting for a friend.
- Bye. - Bye.
Hi, it's Prune.
How are you?
So-so.
I just saw my dad's girlfriend. Nadia el-Mansour.
I told her stuff.
- Where are you? - In the tearoom.
Don't move. I'm on my way.
Okay, thanks.
What exactly did you tell her?
Nothing. That I knew stuff I couldn't tell her.
That's good.
She asked if it was good stuff. I said "yes".
That's fine with me.
- It is? - Yeah.
Shit, I freaked out. I thought I'd messed up.
She seemed really concerned.
Does she know about the notebook?
No.
Nothing?
Nothing about what he told me?
The Americans and all the rest...
Shit...
Don't tell her.
Of course not.
But it's pretty crazy...
She really loves him, doesn't she?
Yeah.
She's really pretty.
If your dad calls, tell him.
Tell him what?
That she worries about him. No one's told him.
They haven't?
I think he'd like to know.
Okay, I will.
Right, then...
Nothing's new except that your dad's out of danger.
That's all I said. That's all you know.
Okay.
Thanks, Mule.
No problem, Sausage.
Hello?
It's Marie-Jeanne.
What are you doing?
I'm...
Come to the Crisis Room. Now.
- I'm on my way. - The quicker the better!
Is there a problem?
We'll see. Come quickly.
Malotru fled with the ID of Vincent Descombes,
alias Boit-sans-Soif.
Take a seat.
Continue.
An archive search revealed
that Malotru stole the IDs of 3 other agents.
So...
Philippe Asselin, alias Bachi-Bouzouk, was in Slovakia.
He checked into a Bratislava hotel.
Nicolas Flahaut, alias Anacoluthe,
booked a hotel room in Turin.
And Lionel Thouvenin, alias Coloquinte,
was in Grenoble, two days ago.
Since then, nothing.
He used all the fake IDs he had stolen.
He's in France.
For now, we don't know where, or under what name.
We could issue an alert with his photo
but we want to avoid going public.
Don't we?
Are you waiting for me to ask you how it went?
Can we speak privately?
$0?
Everything's fine.
Meaning?
I gave the daughter a message.
She's to mention Nadia to her dad.
How did she react?
Pretty well, I think.
So, why do you look upset?
I'm not used to this.
To manipulating people?
That's right.
And it bothers you?
It does, with the daughter.
You'll get over it. You'll see.
Why did you pick me?
You have the right look.
What does that mean?
You look trustworthy.
Baku Azerbaijan
You scared me!
Come in.
What's wrong?
I've been waiting for you.
In my room?
Is something bothering you?
You touched my things, didn't you?
I had laid out my things in a special way.
Maybe it wasn't you.
What were you afraid of?
I don't know. Counterintelligence spying on me?
Anyone could get into this room.
I'd rather know. It's reassuring to me.
It's very dangerous to do that.
I noticed it. If they do, they'll think you're a pro.
Professionals do that.
I'm no professional.
You're not?
Of course not.
But I am tired. Can we discuss this tomorrow?
It's going to take a bit longer.
Sit down.
You lied to me.
When?
One lie usually leads to others.
You see what I mean?
Why were you going to Dagestan?
I told you. I got scared.
Of what?
I thought I was being followed.
You were being followed.
In Paris too, by the way. By my agent.
Okay.
You seem good at detecting a tail.
Maybe they're too obvious.
And my agent lost your trace when you walked into that clinic.
You had an appointment?
With whom?
A doctor. It's my personal business.
We practically sleep in the same room. You work for me.
You have no personal business.
I'll ask again. What doctor?
An endocrinologist. I have a brain tumor.
It's benign, but...
Without hormone treatment, I'm sterile.
You want a child?
We're thinking about it.
Who's "we"? You and your boyfriend?
The one who visited you while I was away?
He stayed 24 hours, just long enough for a quickie.
He couldn't stay any longer.
It was the right time of month.
I was fertile.
What was in Dagestan?
I just wanted to be far away from here.
On a whim?
You already had the ticket. You're lying!
$0?
Sorry, I...
I lied. Why's it so important?
I didn't tell you. I got a ticket, just in case.
I wanted to be able to pick up and leave anytime.
But in the end, I didn't go.
So, why does it matter?
Scream and we both go to jail. You cool with jail?
No.
So shut up.
This isn't happening!
It can't be! Shit!
What?
SHUT up!
Unbelievable! You're an agent?
- From the start? - No.
Who do you work for?
Do you work for the DGSE?
I don't understand.
Yes, I work for the DGSE. I work for you.
SHUT up!
What?
I bet they laughed when I said I was DGSE.
Aren't you?
Now the bitch is making fun of me!
You told them everything?
How did you manage with the USB key?
Your "boyfriend".
That's why he came. He's not your boyfriend.
Is he DGSE too?
3 years of work, and I've screwed my own government.
I got them into deep shit.
How could I have been so stupid?
So stupid!
Stupid...
Philippe?
Are you okay?
Set the room for the night, please.
Thank you.
What time is it?
Shut up.
I have to call my mother. She'll worry if I don't.
She'll call the police. She frightens easily.
She must already be wondering.
Call your mother.
Hi Mom, it's me.
Hi, honey.
This isn't your regular number.
My battery ran out. I'm using a friend's phone.
I see.
You okay? Did your day go well?
I'm okay.
Is your tummy better?
I have a friend who knows a French doctor...
I'm better. I already told you, it's nothing.
Thank goodness.
I'm exhausted. I just wanted to say hi.
I'll call you tomorrow. Okay?
Okay, honey. Have a good night.
Thanks, Mom. Speak to you tomorrow.
I'm better. I already told you, it's nothing.
Thank goodness.
I'm exhausted. I just wanted to say hi.
Okay, honey. Have a good night.
Thanks, Mom. Speak to you tomorrow.
I'm exhausted. I just wanted to say hi.
Okay, honey. Have a good night.
Thanks, Mom. Speak to you tomorrow.
"I love you."
- Good morning. - Good morning.
- Smells good. - It's for my daughter.
She doesn't cook.
How's the little one?
Good. He's sleeping through the night.
I'll see him tomorrow.
That's perfect timing. I have a favor to ask of you.
Sure.
Could you drop off a gift at a bar near your daughter's?
- Fine. - It's a surprise.
- Consider it done. - Thanks a lot.
Hey...wait.
What is it?
I just got a message saying...
How weird!
It's for you.
Prune, meet me at the bar where you met the tennis teacher.
Remember? 6 PM.
You know who it is?
A childhood friend. He must have made a mistake.
And texted me instead?
Weird, I know.
Erase it. I don't care about him.
Excuse me?
One minute.
- Hi. - Hi.
Someone left me a message.
- What's your name? - Prune.
Right! Happy birthday.
A lady dropped it off for you.
Thank you.
You want a drink? It's been paid for.
A Cosmopolitan.
We followed Prune Debailly, through her phone's GPS.
The yellow dot.
The red dots are all the phones at that location
that ping the same cell tower.
I think Malotru will call her soon
in a crowded place, like this.
If he calls her phone, we can track him.
If he calls another number,
we won't know right away.
It'll be one of those red dots.
Should I go in?
The Mule is on site.
No. He needs to call, so they can speak.
No interruptions.
It's Daddy.
Daddy...
How are you, my darling?
I'm okay. How are you?
I'm okay. I'm good.
Did they hurt you?
Everything's fine now. I promise.
I thought you'd never come back.
I know.
But here I am.
Where?
I can't tell you. But I'm not far.
Is it because of what you did?
Yes.
You read the notebook?
I read it. Will they leave you alone?
No.
I don't know.
I doubt it.
I'm sorry.
I'm really sorry.
Don't be.
It's good to hear your voice.
When I was in captivity, I talked to you.
I pretended you were there, with me.
It made me feel better.
We would bicker.
And laugh.
Really?
Thank goodness you were there.
But I wasn't.
You visited me in my dreams.
They're looking for you, Daddy.
How do you know?
The Mule told me.
It makes sense.
You can tell them I called, and how.
It's alright. It's not a problem.
Don't lie to them or hide anything.
Who can I tell?
Only them.
We're better off keeping it private, for now.
Can I tell your friend?
My friend?
Your Syrian friend.
I saw her.
She worked really hard to free you.
She did?
She met with people.
She even went to Turkey. She told me about it.
How did you meet her? Were you introduced?
She wanted to see me. No one knew.
I think she's really worried.
They won't tell her anything. They told me, but not her.
That's normal.
Will you call her?
I'm only calling you.
I have to go.
No... just a little longer.
I'll try to call you again.
But I'm fine. Okay?
No more worrying. Everything's fine.
I'm sending you lots of love.
Me too, Daddy. Lots of love.
- It's Clement. - I'm not done yet.
Should I wait?
I don't think so.
I'll go home then.
- Wait just a little longer. - Okay.
- It's Joshua. - Yes?
She just received a very quick call.
She left and asked me not to come with her.
Did you tape it?
Yes, but the Sound's not good. I wasn't in the room.
Send it to me, now!
I will.
- A file came in from Brussels. - Send it to me.
I understand.
Okay.
Adaptation: Holly Diener
Subtitling TITRAFILM