A NETFLIX ORIGINAL SERIES
[birds singing]
[female voice] Good morning, it is 7:00 a.m. Time to wake up.
Thank you, Circé.
[Circé] You're welcome.
-Good morning. -[Dumont groans]
[beeping]
[sighs]
You're getting fat, Dumont.
[Circé] It is seven degrees in Paris, with cloudy skies.
Put on some more layers today, guys.
Come on, come on, quick.
-Thanks, Circé. -[Circé] You're welcome.
Circé, play "I Can See Clearly Now."
[Circé] I'm sorry. I didn't understand your request.
"I Can See Clearly Now."
-[Circé] Playing "I Can See Clearly Now." -See? She only listens to you.
[Dumont] Don't be jealous.
[music playing]
-Hmm! -I'm not jealous.
♪ I can see clearly now the rain is gone ♪
♪ I can see all obstacles in my way… ♪
Come on, we're late already.
Go around, sweetie.
♪ Gone are the dark clouds That had me blind ♪
♪ It's gonna be a bright ♪
♪ Bright ♪
♪ Bright, sunshiny day… ♪
[suspenseful music playing]
-Okay, it'll be a mess. -[Assane] Don't worry, Dumont.
That's exactly my plan.
[thunder rumbling]
[woman] Anything else, Édouard?
[Édouard] A neighborhood association is opposing the opening of a restaurant
with a roof terrace on the rue Vieille-du-Temple.
Three morons worried their apartment's value will plunge 15,000 euros.
[woman] They're my constituents.
[Dumont] Your constituents are starting to piss me off.
Yes?
Me?
-Excuse me. -[woman] Of course.
-What is it? -I'm from the IT group.
Yeah? So?
You have an office at City Hall?
Yeah, I've used it maybe twice. Why?
Well, your computer needs to be updated today.
-And I've found some things. -What?
[whispers] It's a little private.
[loudly] Porno.
What the fuck is this?
You think I'd come here to look at porn?
No, I think it'd be easier for you at home.
Is this some kind of joke? I don't look at porn, period!
I'm the last person to judge you. I--
Listen, pal, you're pissing me off.
I have work to do. The mayor is waiting. Erase everything and leave it at that.
No, I'm not deleting it. I'm not touching the commissioner's computer!
If you want to get rid of that porn, do it yourself.
Or don't. Either way, I have to file a report.
Hi, Commissioner. The meeting's over?
-No. Just a small computer issue. -Yeah.
Uh... where's Michael?
Hmm?
-[Dumont] Michael? -Well, yeah. Tall, brown hair.
He's usually in charge of computers.
Obviously, Michael's not here.
He's on vacation.
I'm Max. I work here too.
Hmm.
Let's see some ID.
-You wanna see my ID? -Pardon?
You're rude to me, I'm rude to you!
I don't give a damn!
It's not my job to erase your porno!
Is he serious, asking me for identification?
-You wanna be racist-- -Okay, okay. Don't get worked up!
-[Assane] I'm not. -Where's this office?
This way.
-Very well, let's go. -Okay, let's go.
Have a nice day, ma'am.
This isn't the way to my office. Where are we going?
Don't worry. We're almost there.
-You know about pressure points? -What?
[Dumont groans]
Well, now you do.
PERRÉE STREET
[suspenseful music playing]
[engine starts]
[tires screeching]
[rattling]
[Dumont panting]
[electronic whine]
[distorted voice] Sleep well?
[Dumont breathing anxiously]
-Where the fuck am I? -The question isn't where you are.
It is why.
Who are you?
Another wrong question.
You need to focus, Dumont.
Let's go back in time.
Do you remember him?
I understand.
Memory fades with age. It's normal.
But don't worry.
I'll jog your memory.
Get comfortable.
We have plenty of time.
Ah, Dumont.
How's the investigation?
Diop continues to deny everything.
Not surprised. He's a clever old ape.
[chuckles] An inappropriate expression.
I meant, if he didn't argue, I'd be surprised.
Guilty people deny.
Innocent people too.
If we don't find the necklace, we'll have to let him go.
Are you kidding? His prints are all over my safe.
He has to confess. Just do your job.
Well, sir, I am trying to do my job.
You had the necklace insurance policy increased right before it was stolen.
Why did you do that?
I spoke with a collector friend of mine who told me the necklace was undervalued.
I can give you his address. He can confirm.
Yes, thank you.
Oh, one more thing. Diop has no criminal record.
His neighbors praise him as being kind and peaceful.
Were you aware he's been raising his son by himself?
-No. -That's right.
He doesn't fit the profile.
[Hubert chuckles]
Because there's a profile?
No, no, you're right, no.
The worst criminals can be the ones you least suspect.
What are you saying exactly, Dumont?
I'm not saying anything.
I'm just trying to get to the truth. That's all.
I'll see you soon.
As soon as I find out more.
[distorted voice] And this?
Babakar Diop's deposition.
Dumont.
The investigation report.
Dumont.
The autopsy report.
Dumont.
Your name is everywhere.
So what? That's normal. I was in charge of the investigation.
[Assane] You call this an investigation?
Now, suppose you tell me why you framed him?
Huh?
What are you talking about?
I didn't frame anyone!
You didn't look long for the necklace.
And you never found it.
Because you only had a suspect.
You promised a reduced sentence in exchange for a confession. Bullshit!
Your investigation was bullshit.
It's obvious.
You… you don't know anything.
If I don't know,
then explain it.
Go on.
Why did you insist on getting that confession?
Because that guy, he wouldn't recant.
[Assane] Because he was innocent!
All right, enough.
Look, I've been a cop for over 30 years.
I've seen innocent people.
But Babakar, he was guilty.
There was evidence, a motive.
Of course there was.
He was so guilty, he committed suicide.
That's it, see? Do you hear yourself?
Why are you telling me this?
Huh?
And why now?
This wouldn't have anything to do with the burglary at the Louvre, huh?
The same necklace, 25 years later.
Is there a connection?
[music playing on TV]
INVESTIGATION REPORT - DUMONT PELLEGRINI NECKLACE 1995
Yeah. The reference?
It's 95-CF-JRT-43.
I came for the file a couple of days ago. Pages are missing.
Are you sure?
Okay, thank you.
[Guédira] What's going on?
-Dumont's been kidnapped. -What?
Okay, listen to me. We've been alerted that they can't find Commissioner Dumont.
He was at City Hall in the 3rd Division.
He was last seen there about two hours ago,
talking to a computer tech.
Is there a description?
No, not yet. You and Guédira, call City Hall and interview everyone.
Hey! I want all hands on deck. Understood?
All right, let's go!
-[electronic whine] -[Assane] Wake up, Dumont.
You've had a pretty good life.
Beautiful children, a loving wife. You've given them everything.
But I have a question.
How much does a commissioner make?
Six, seven thousand a month tops?
Even with overtime, nobody makes what you make.
So, earlier, it was Babakar Diop, and now my salary is the problem?
Ludovic Reynaud, well known by drug rings. Mostly deals in coke.
Showbiz, fashion.
Throws big parties.
Damir Cilic.
Ten years in prison for armed robbery and pimping.
His passion is trafficking girls from the East, including minors.
Not very glamorous.
Of course, the money isn't wired into your savings account.
I looked it up.
Secret accounts aren't what they used to be.
Those guys paid for a lot of your vacations.
So, Commissioner,
were you just doing your job there?
You're turning me in to Internal Affairs?
[Assane] No.
That wouldn't be very fun.
But your wife…
No, please don't.
[Assane] I guess we'll see.
Just tell me why you framed Babakar and it's over.
What do you want me to say?
I did my job, I caught the guy!
He hung himself. It's very sad. What do you want me to do?
Suit yourself.
[rapid beeping]
[ringing tone]
-[female voice] Hello? -Hélène?
Hélène, it's Gabriel.
I'm okay.
[Hélène] Hello?
Hélène, it's me!
[Assane] Save your breath. She can't hear you.
-Not yet. -[Hélène] Hello, Gabriel?
Gabriel, is that you? Hello!
Last chance, Dumont.
[Hélène] Hello!
Please answer!
Go fuck yourself! You hear me?
-You wanna rat me out? Be my guest. -[line goes dead]
Yeah, I took the money.
I didn't spend it on watches or coke.
The money was for my kids!
I'd do anything for them.
Even the horrible shit.
And Babakar...
-He fucked up for his kid too. -What? Tell me what you know.
The guy was fresh off the boat from Senegal.
He doesn't have a single euro.
There's a kid to raise.
I can understand it.
-I would've done the same thing. -[Assane] Not possible.
Someone pressured you into framing him.
They didn't have to.
Because, believe it or not, I liked my job then.
I was good at it.
[panting] Can I have water?
I beg you.
I need it.
[cell phone vibrating]
-Hey, Claire. -Hey, how are you?
I'm good.
[Claire] I wanted to ask if you'd thought of something for Raoul's birthday?
-[groans lightly] -Hello?
[Assane] Yeah?
You forgot?
[Assane] No, are you serious?
Forget my son's birthday? Give me a break.
I have an idea, but it's a surprise.
Assane, you know you said the same thing last year to me? You remember?
[chuckles] Yeah, I do have a surprise.
[Claire] This is bullshit.
What are you doing that's keeping you so busy?
It's crazy.
-I'm just filing some old paperwork. -[Claire] I'm not an idiot.
I know you're not filing old paperwork.
You don't have to lie to me.
I don't know what you're doing and I…
Well, I'm not sure I even want to know. Do I want to know?
No, you don't.
That bad?
That bad.
You know you can talk to me. I…
We stopped sleeping together, but we're still friends.
I know.
[chuckles]
Thank you, my friend.
Take care of yourself.
[Assane] I promise.
Don't do anything dumb.
[Assane] Never.
Bye.
Talk to you soon, Assane.
[bell ringing]
Have a nice day.
[boy 1] Hey, Claire.
How are you doin'?
Need help with your homework?
[boy 2] What's that?
[indistinct chatter]
[boy 1] You could tutor me.
[boy 2] Sound good, Claire?
She's so shy!
-You know you wanna. -Excuse me. Everything okay?
-[boy 3] Who's that? -New kid.
-Is that your boyfriend? -Who's yours?
What did you say?
Hey, hey, hey!
Everyone sit down and be quiet.
Fucker.
You good?
No, I'm still shaking. How can I ever thank you?
Let me tell you something.
In life, there's two kinds of guys. There's barbarians and knights.
The barbarians don't give a shit. They invade your space.
Then there's the knights, people sort of like you.
They think women are fragile little things that always need protecting.
And you know what's funny? Both break my balls equally.
-You're Assane? -Yeah.
I heard about your dad.
-I'm sorry. -[teacher] Silence!
Well, settle in, Sir Knight.
Take off your coat. Stay a while.
My name's Claire.
Hello, Claire.
[soft music playing]
-[Belkacem] They live together? -[man] Belkacem?
Okay, great.
-Okay? -All right, I might have something.
This van circled City Hall for an hour. Last seen right after the kidnapping.
It goes north and we lose it on Magenta.
I ran the license plates.
PERRÉE STREET
-Is this him? -Yeah, with the orange hat.
-Anything clearer? -[man] No.
And Dumont? Got his phone?
[man] Stopped working after he left the briefing.
Orange Hat must've gotten rid of the SIM card and the battery.
-How long has Dumont had his phone for? -Why does that matter?
They updated the chipsets on officers' phones.
Since GPSs have autonomous batteries, you can maybe track him down.
-Okay. -I could try.
Get out of the way!
-It's the same principle as the GPS-- -We could all care less. Just do it.
It's gonna take a while. His GPS battery has to be active still.
[Assane sighs]
Okay, Dumont.
[Hélène] No, sweetie, I took it.
[Assane] I know your entire life. I know your family.
"Being perfect is so much work…"
You son of a bitch!
-If you touch my kids, I'll kill you! -[Assane] Calm down.
I won't hurt your kids.
But you, Dumont…
You're getting fat, Dumont.
You're a fucking loser, Dumont.
It's called a deepfake.
It's good, don't you think?
Why don't you just tell the truth?
Corruption is my passion.
-You bastard. -[Assane] I have your voice.
Your face, your expressions, your body language. All of it is here.
I can make you say anything.
In an hour, the news can get a video of you saying you're a member of ISIS.
Or a pedophile.
I love hanging around after kids get out of class.
-[Assane] Whatever I choose. -You're fucking sick!
Tell me what you want!
I want the truth.
I've already told you the whole truth
and you don't like it!
Stop your lying right now!
You liar!
Tell me why you framed my dad!
Assane?
[electronic whine]
[Dumont] Assane Diop?
Assane,
is that you?
[Assane sighs]
[Guédira] Okay…
You know what you're doing?
-I can't go faster on 128 bits. -I don't give a shit.
-We don't have time! -The van's at Pantin. Let's go?
No, we wait. Make sure Dumont's phone is in there. The van could be a decoy.
-Where are we at? -The van went to Pantin.
Waiting to see if Dumont and his phone's there.
If Guédira figures out what he's doing, maybe we won't be here all night.
We got it!
Okay, we have Dumont. He's at Pantin!
Come on, all hands on deck!
Go! Perraud, Moretti, go! Let's move, let's move!
Everyone at Pantin! Go, go, go! Come on, let's move it!
Assane…
Are you there, son?
You know, I remember you.
I was young and trying to look tough.
I… I shouldn't have spoken to you like that.
Please, forgive me.
I'm sure your dad was a good man.
Just tell yourself he was tempted. That's all.
It happens to all of us. I know that better than anyone.
You accuse me of forcing your father to lie,
but what are you doing?
The only difference between your father and me is that I'm innocent.
I just… I just want to see my family.
You have a family too, right?
Think of them.
Untie me, and disappear.
I… I won't turn you in.
I promise.
[children shouting indistinctly]
Hey, guys. Look.
-[boy 1] Claire with the Black kid! -[boy 2] What are they doin'?
Come on!
How's the book going?
Awesome.
Lupin's like Romeo.
Meaning?
The guy's got game. Does he get the girls?
I guess he gets a… He gets around.
Okay, awesome.
No, that's not what I meant. What I like is he's always planning something.
-He's not afraid of anything. -Hey, lovebirds.
Don't move. It's like with bears. Play dead and they go away.
I don't think that's ever been proven.
-You think they've already screwed? -Yeah, looks like they have.
Assane, what did I say about barbarians and knights?
Stay calm.
[groaning]
-[Assane gasps] -Sorry.
You're a total moron.
[Claire laughs]
Assane!
-Wait, what? -"Wait, what" what?
I don't need a boyfriend. I'm just fine on my own, okay?
You say that because you don't know.
-What? -That I'm the man of your dreams.
Uh, well…
Yeah, you're my only guy friend, so, technically, you're the man of my dreams.
-Wait, wait. -What?
I'm the man of your dreams, but I can't kiss you?
Yeah, that's it, you got it. You're not that stupid.
Now let me finish cleaning this, please.
Sorry.
And stop moving!
-Wait. -[Claire] What?
[Assane] Where did that come from?
No way!
And even when Lupin loses,
he still wins.
[Claire chuckles]
-Stop pushing! -Calm down.
I'm not pushing on it. I'm cleaning it!
[sirens wailing]
[tires screech]
Still at Pantin. If the GPS battery dies, we're in trouble.
-What the hell? Move! -[horn blares]
-Move! -[engine revving loudly]
[siren wailing]
[electronic whine]
Look…
I always say…
people don't change.
But I'd like to change my mind about you.
I want to believe you.
You may not be a knight, but you're not a barbarian either.
So...
I forgive you, Dumont.
[beeping]
TIME ELAPSED
[siren wailing]
[tires screech]
Police! Freeze! Don't move, don't move!
-What do you have on you? -I didn't do anything! I got nothing!
All right, heads up!
[Laugier] Easy, easy.
[Guédira] Over here.
-[laughter] -He's just fucking with us.
It's useless.
He's been screwing with us this whole time. Now he could be anywhere.
Bring him over.
-What is this shit? -I don't know.
-Guy with the orange hat, you know him? -No, I swear. He put a "wanted" ad online.
Two hundred euros in cash to drive around City Hall and to Pantin.
-Hear this? -I didn't ask anything else.
[Laugier] We saw you with him. Where did you drop him off?
-City Hall in the 3rd Division. -Hey! Are you listening to us?
We didn't ask where you picked him up!
-Where did you drop him off? -[man] City Hall in the 3rd Division!
He told me to go around the block and he got out.
I was just supposed to wait for him here.
He isn't coming back?
All right, just get him out of here.
He's at City Hall.
-What? -What makes you think that?
The guy kidnaps someone and stays in the same place?
Who would be stupid enough to do that?
Arsène Lupin.
Arsène Lupin does that in a book.
Arsène Lupin… [chuckles]
[suspenseful music playing]
[sirens wailing]
[Laugier] Check all the floors! We'll search the basement!
This way.
Come on!
Clear!
Go, go, go!
-In here! -[cartoon playing on TV]
Here!
Commissioner, are you all right?
Commissioner, are you injured?
-We have the commissioner. -Fucking son of a bitch!
ARSÈNE LUPIN GENTLEMAN BURGLAR
Don't you ever get tired of reading the same book?
No, I learn something new every time.
I was thinking of what you said about the two types of guys.
Yeah?
I think there's a third type.
He doesn't care about anything,
except what matters.
He plays the game,
but respects the rules.
-You gonna tell me who this third type is? -A gentleman.
What?
[soft music playing]
I like being with you.
[chuckling] Don't get carried away!
It's not like that.
I just like the idea that we'll always be here for each other.
[chuckles] Sounds good.
"Sounds good"?
You told me that I shouldn't get carried away.
-Oh, a gentleman then? -Exactly.
[Claire chuckles]
Dumont gets kidnapped by a guy
that he can't seem to describe in any detail.
The guy locks him up for four hours and says nothing,
then he just leaves?
Boss, I'm sorry, but it makes no sense.
I know that you see it.
So, the real question is, why would Dumont lie?
Look, he's Commissioner Dumont, Belkacem.
He puts his own guys on the case. What can I do?
Get back to the necklace case. Where are you at?
Still on Paul Sernine.
I checked social media and his profiles were all fake.
Captain! Can I talk to you about the necklace?
Oh, no, please, not Lupin again.
The guy with the orange hat, the one who kidnapped Dumont,
I think it's Paul Sernine.
Wait. What did you say?
These three guys are the same person?
-Yeah. -Okay, what do you mean?
-What connects these cases? -The connection…
It's here.
The commissioner led the investigation when the necklace was first stolen.
[birds singing]
[door creaks shut]
[ominous music playing]
[electronic crackling]
[clatter on floor]
[clatter]
That fucking…
[Dumont sighs deeply]
I quit.
So,
you think he's innocent.
I checked his location the day of the theft. It's impossible it's him.
And the prints on my safe?
The lab guys think they were planted there to incriminate the suspect.
You don't say?
Fascinating story.
But who planted them?
I get the feeling you have a theory.
I think you're unfamiliar with the administration you work for.
I'm gonna save you a little time.
You play golf with my commissioner, have dinner with the Prefect,
you're friends with the Interior Minister,
but I'll see this investigation through.
How is your wife?
Hélène, that right?
Pediatric nurse,
various hours, lots of driving at night.
Fearless.
I'm a good investigator too.
[inhales deeply]
This is all a game, Inspector.
A game with rules.
And I'm the one who makes them.
So, here's what's going to happen.
Babakar will sign a confession.
You'll solve a big case.
It'll launch your career.
He'll never sign.
Yeah.
See? You've just had a brilliant idea.
You're gonna suggest to my wife that she ask him to sign
in exchange for a reduced sentence.
Guaranteed.
And everybody wins.
But if Babakar signs a confession without returning the necklace,
the prosecutor's gonna give him maximum sentence.
Probably,
but he won't know that.
And my wife can't know either.
Come on, Dumont.
The police are gonna need people like you.
And me,
I need you right now.
Still quitting?
For Assane.
[door buzzes]
[Assane] People don't change. But I'd like to change my mind.
I want to believe you.
I forgive you, Dumont.
[Dumont sighs]
Ah!
Good evening, sir.
[coughs]
Yes, it was quite an ordeal.
Everything's fine, thanks.
We need to talk.
It's about Babakar Diop.
There's a new party involved.
Yeah, I'm sorry, you're right.
Okay. I'll be there.
Good night, Mr. Pellegrini.
[phone beeps]
[front door opens]
[Hélène] Gabriel?
Gabriel!
My love, you're here!
You're here, you're here, you're here!
[Dumont] Everything's fine.
It's fine, it's fine.
Oh…
[Dumont sighs]
Okay, Circé. "I Can See Clearly Now."
[Hélène laughs]
[Dumont laughs]
[in French] ♪ People don't change… ♪
[Hélène laughs]
No, Circé!
[Circé] I'm sorry.
-I didn't understand your request. -She's jealous.
[both laugh]
Circé!
[Circé] I'm sorry. I didn't understand your request.
-Please, repeat-- -[distorted voice]
[Dumont] Good evening, sir.
Yes, it was quite an ordeal. Everything's fine.
Circé!
We need to talk.
-Hey! -It's about Babakar Diop…
-Stop, Circé! -[Circé] I didn't understand your request.
Stop it!
-[Circé] I didn't understand your request. -Fucking stop!
-[Circé] I'm sorry. I didn't understand… -[Dumont] You son of a bitch!
[recorded voices overlapping]
[Dumont] Yes, it was quite an ordeal.
Good night, Mr. Pellegrini.
-Good night, Mr. Pellegrini. -What…
Good night, Mr. Pellegrini.
-Good night, Mr. Pellegrini. -[keyboard clicking]
We need to talk.
It's about Babakar Diop.
There's a new party involved.