Loisel et Tripp, traits complices

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PARTNERS:

May the year ahead

be kind and pleasant to you...

Happy birthday...

- Go on, darling!

- Nina!

- You seem well.

- Im fine, yes.

Thats family life for you.

I closed the deal with

the pharmaceutical company.

- Your hair...

- What about it?

- Do you dye it?

- I didnt think youd notice.

- Is it to please Laurence?

- Its...

Plotting something?

What?

Yes, hi.

When?

Im on my way.

Herv...

Ive met someone.

Why are you telling me now?

Because I need to talk about it.

Listen, I have to get going.

- Thank everyone for me.

- Okay.

Hi.

A ranger found the body.

Hes been in the water all night.

- How are you, Bianchini?

- How are you?

Hi. How long has he been dead?

Less than 24 hours.

Clear marks of strangulation.

Some scratches.

Whats that stain?

Hard to tell. Blood, maybe.

It looks like it.

Ill confirm it later.

Vincent Bouvier, born in

Saint-Etienne on 25 December 1989.

Call the station

for identification.

Get me his parents address.

I wonder if he has a police record.

- Are you listening?

- Yes.

Hi, its Bianchini...

A silver bracelet, Indian style.

Its quite deep.

Probably caused by a blunt

object like a baseball bat.

So you got what you

wanted? Are you done?

YOUR NICE ARSE READY FOR ANYTHING?

UP TO THE CLIENT. PREFER TO BE ACTIVE

BEARDLESS? YES GO A MORE RECENT PIC?

WAIT A SEC...

Excuse me, can I ask a favour?

Yes, sure.

Can you take a picture of me?

Its for a mate whos studying in the

US. I havent seen him for six months.

- Ill smile, that might be better.

- I think so too.

- Try a more natural smile.

- Wait...

Youve distracted me.

That ones good.

- Whats your name?

- Rebecca. And yours?

Vincent. Vince to my friends.

I prefer Vincent, I think.

- What are you doing?

- Chill out...

- Lets go.

- What about us?

When can we meet again?

I dont know... Would

you like my phone number?

Im listening.

06 28 90 30 53.

Have a sweet for the road.

Last time we saw Vincent

was on Mums birthday.

Where was he living?

In a mobile home at the

Lavalette caravan park.

Was he working?

He kept things to himself.

A few jobs here and there...

Is his bedroom upstairs?

Can I take a look at it?

Do you know his friends?

Nothings changed

since he left home.

Hello?

Its Vincent. Vince.

We met earlier at the cyber cafe.

How are you?

Im fine.

- Know what its called?

- Yes. Angel hair.

Got you.

- Dont you ever eat savoury food?

- No, I dont.

If its not dessert,

it makes me sick.

- What do you do?

- What do I do?

I look at you.

I mean for a job, what do you do?

- I work in real estate.

- For an agency?

I work freelance for a friend.

Is it good?

When the markets

strong it pays well.

Its a bit slow right

now but Im doing well.

- How about you?

- Im doing well in my HSC.

- What are you doing now?

- No idea.

- Is it your bedtime?

- I didnt say that.

Hi.

- Do you drink wine?

- No, it makes my mouth dry.

I prefer vodka-apple.

Ill get some apple juice.

Here.

- Its my shout.

- No way.

- You did dinner, I do dessert.

- Okay.

- Is this where you live?

- Different, isnt it?

- Especially for someone in real estate.

- Its temporary.

- Do you want a hand?

- No, Im okay.

I dont get many visitors.

Not now.

I love this design.

You can stay the night if you want.

That should be all right.

My mothers working.

- What does she do?

- Shes a long haul air stewardess.

- And your father?

- Never met him.

- You know what we need?

- No?

- A vodka-apple

on ice. - Okay.

But the fridge... theres no ice.

He was ready to leave.

They look very much in love.

There are girls

products in the bathroom.

Karine, dont touch

anything. We have to call.

The kid must have been killed here.

Look what Ive found.

Thats at least 4000 euros.

Thank you.

- I can give you a lift.

- No thanks, Im meeting someone.

- Do I know him?

- No. And neither do I, actually.

We met online. Hes a graphic

designer for an ad agency.

We chatted until 3 a.m.

He writes very well.

And now its a drink,

a lift and a shag.

Whats up? Are you jealous?

See you tomorrow.

Bon appetit.

What are you doing here?

That guy was such a moron.

All he did was brag about his

company, his job, his customers...

Not a single question about me.

- Have you eaten?

- No.

Want some?

You probably scared the guy.

- Sorry?

- See how you look?

- All this grey is so austere.

- Is it?

So I look like a granny?

Not at all. It just lacks a

bit of fantasy, thats all.

And youre the king

of fantasy, right?

- Was he your first online date?

- No.

Can we have another

glass, please, Miss?

- Thank you.

- Try this.

I think you look

very classy tonight.

Thank you.

Were colour coordinated.

Bianchini, is he seeing anyone?

- Are you kidding?

- Do I look like I am?

- Idiot...

- No!

That boys a complete alien to me.

The daily log?

- Good morning.

- Good morning, Commander.

Vincent was arrested

with this hustler.

He works in a sauna now.

40 euros per blow job.

- Can you check on him?

- Sure.

Im not buying anything.

Police. Good morning.

Can I come in?

- Is your daughter in?

- Rebecca? No.

- Do you know Vincent Bouvier?

- Hes her boyfriend.

He was murdered. Strangled.

His body was found

in the Rhne river.

He was killed two days ago.

Wed like to talk to your daughter.

I found this note when I got in.

I had no reason to worry.

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