HAUNTED HOUSE
I've got more or less the last one, but there's still this one left.
What's this?
It's really a haunted house.
Oh, well, I thought I saw it there.
No, no, no... Well, listen, neither musical, nor I can recommend it.
And then... Yes, why not? How long will it take?
It should take 4 or 5 hours.
Anyway, I'll call you when I get there.
Bye, Gigi.
Yes, thank you.
Thank you.
A few hours later
Accused, please state your name, first name, date
and place of birth, profession and residence.
Sophie Parlier, born November 3rd, 1980 in Poitiers.
I'm a co-owner of a restaurant and I live at 7 Place Bellefonds.
I will now read the indictment.
Tuesday, March 23rd, 2019, at 5.45pm,
the police services of the police station were requested by Mrs Malevitch-Sandy
following a shot fired by Mrs Parlier-Sophie Nestirven
on Mr Marsac-Vincent in the library of this man.
It is also evident that Mrs Parlier-Sophie,
showing a state of debauchery, did not oppose any resistance
to the authorities which led to the end of the interrogation.
Madam, you therefore compare for attempted murder on
the person of Mr Vincent Marsac by means of a firearm,
a peaceful crime of criminal reclusion to perpetuity.
Would you like to add anything, Madam?
I didn't want to kill him.
I just wanted him to stop.
Stop what?
Stop destroying my life, my family.
Well, let's start with the fact-check.
Madam Parlier, you said you met Mr Vincent Marsac two and a half years ago.
Under what circumstances?
He had just opened a library
in front of the restaurant I was running with my partner.
He quickly became accustomed to it.
We have a 20-100% natural with a dash of cassis.
Do you like it?
Yes, it's perfect.
Everything went well?
Yes, very well.
The coffee is offered by the house.
Thank you, the house.
You are brilliant today.
See you on Monday.
Ah!
The bookseller.
A smile of Botticelli.
I still prefer yours.
I think it's clear.
Did you forget that last time?
It wasn't a forget-me-not.
It's true that it bothered me.
I remind the court that the accused was married at that time.
We had been separated for six months.
It was a difficult, painful moment.
I wasn't looking for an adventure.
I did everything to preserve the children.
So it's to preserve your son that you used him to seduce my client?
I don't think I did that.
Frankly, she's too lazy to read.
Come on, we're here for two minutes, my darling.
Stop calling me darling, you're embarrassing me.
Oh my God, I'm Benjamin Parlier.
I'll never call you darling again.
Good reading.
Thank you, have a good day.
Sorry, sorry.
Hello.
Benji, my son.
Hi.
Babette's order.
So...
And you, what kind of books are you interested in?
I don't like to read.
Except mangas.
There are masterpieces in mangas.
Thank you.
Do you know Pinjo?
Yeah, a little.
He's the most powerful man in the world.
Do you have two minutes?
Yes, yes.
Come and see.
I received the last one.
Come.
Here.
I preferred his series before, but... Oh yeah?
Yeah.
I prefer this one.
Did you see the end?
Yeah, yeah, it's not bad, but... Wait, I'm going to offer you something else too.
It's not a comic.
It's an English author called Edgar Poe.
At first glance, you see, in the end, it's really a killer.
And they were all inspired by that, actually, to write the mangas.
Okay, great.
I love the Polars, too.
It's great.
Great.
What's that?
The stolen letter.
Edgar Poe.
It looks cool.
And par excellence, that of the Polar.
No, but leave it, it's a gift from the house.
Ah no, certainly not.
19 euros.
Will you tell me what you think?
Yes, it works.
You can come whenever you want, if you want to read mangas.
That's cool, thank you.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
See you soon.
Good evening.
Would it be too much to ask you for a glass of wine?
Okay, but not for long, because I was going to close.
Thank you.
White or red?
White, please.
Thank you.
Are you going to let me drink alone?
It's strange, sometimes we spend the day
looking at the world and in the evening we feel alone like a dog.
Does it happen to you too?
Not really, no.
I have my children, my family, my friends.
Yes, friends, yes.
But you're going to make friends.
Okay, I'll let you close.
As soon as I saw her, I knew she would be my wife.
And we still lived seven years of happiness.
What happened? Did she have an accident?
No, she caught a bad disease.
Guillain-Barré syndrome.
It attacks your nerves and paralyzes you.
So I hired a nurse,
I quit my job and I never left her again.
But the black hole actually came after her death.
The fact of resuming my job, waking up every morning, it was...
I'm telling you my life, right?
You must have died of sleep, right?
What was your job before?
I was in finance.
I made a lot of money, I became very stupid.
I actually became a real shark.
And you? Have you always been a waitress?
Ah no, no, no, no.
Before I was an administrative manager.
I didn't imagine you to be an administrative manager at all.
I worked with my father.
So when my mother-in-law offered to associate me, I went for it.
I needed air, life, change, above all.
I understand, I understand.
And you, why a bookshop?
Because it's a financial heresy.
And then I like books.
I like to share them.
And then when you come across a kid like your son, it's a gift.
At that age, I gave him Martin Eden.
544 pages, written small.
She's a bit strong, isn't she?
Your son is a nice kid.
Maybe it's time to go to bed?
Do you like to dance?
No.
What are you doing?
Stop it.
I don't look like anything. I'm not awake.
You're beautiful.
No, I'm not.
No, I don't like my breasts. Stop it.
I like them, you know.
Really?
Good morning.
When are we meeting again?
I don't know.
I don't know, I need a bit of time.
I'm in the middle of a divorce, I told you.
Things aren't going well?
So what?
I don't know.
I don't know what to do.
Things aren't going well?
You know a divorce that's going well.
No, it's hard.
Especially for him, because I'm the one who decided to break up.
Why?
We've been together for 18 years.
I wish we had become friends.
We have two dead children, I don't want to get involved.
Of course I understand.
But does that have to stop us from living?
Look at us, if no one knows,
we're hurting no one.
And then, night of love, clandestine.
It's romantic, isn't it?
It's exciting.
Madame Parlier, you say you broke up with Mr.
Marsac after four months, for what reason?
It was the 17th birthday of Benji.
He wanted to force things.
I told him it wasn't possible.
That's when I discovered a whole new face.
I made him an orange duck, he loves it.
And my father brings his lemon pie.
His godfather will be there too.
Candles, gifts, rituals.
I could bring champagne.
What?
It would be an opportunity to make it official.
Sophie, we've been together for four months.
It's still a little too early.
And tonight is Benji's party.
It would be brutal for him.
He invited his father too.
I don't understand.
You broke up.
You can start over, can't you?
It's not a reason to humiliate him.
In front of the whole family.
It's a matter of respect.
I wouldn't want something like that to happen to me.
Sophie, you have to tell me the truth.
Is it okay for you to play on both boards?
What do you mean?
Why do you take so long to get a divorce?
And this dress...
You put it on for him, right?
Maybe for Benji's godfather.
Saint-Onge?
He's my childhood friend.
You saw him ten times at the restaurant.
He's the only one I talked to about us.
Don't tell me you're jealous.
I'm just saying that if your love for me is sincere,
if the two of us really matter, prove it to me tonight.
What are you doing to me?
Is this blackmail?
Take it as you like.
From the start, I told you I had this priority.
And you agreed.
Yes, but now...
It has to change.
Okay.
We'd better stop talking about this.
Oh!
Where are you going?
Wait, let me through.
You want to leave me, right?
You think you're the one who decides?
Let me through.
You forgot this.
I don't know what happened to me.
Tell me you forgive me.
You scared me.
I'm sorry.
I can't imagine losing you.
Me neither.
If I get there at 8 p.m., will you be okay?
Are you kidding me?
I said no, not tonight.
Why?
I already told you, Vincent.
But I'm not good enough for you, right?
I said it's not the right time tonight, okay?
You can understand that.
I should have shut up.
I should have knocked on the door.
And the face your husband would have made.
Your big, fat, skinny man.
That's enough, Vatran.
Guess it's over between us.
Think about it.
I'll give you three hours.
All day long, he harassed me with texts of insults and threats.
It's delicious, my dear. I enjoyed it.
I'm tired, my daughter.
Go make him some water now.
I'm going to bed, darling.
No, don't worry. I'll tell him a story.
Thank you, Mom.
Good night, Dad.
Good night, Mom.
Good night.
You almost missed my birthday?
Yes.
I told them it was out of the question to miss the birthday of my beloved daughter.
And even less, the Marseille PSG on Saturday.
Happy birthday.
No.
You're the best. I love you.
Yeah, we saw that.
But I'm in a hurry.
I'm taking the plane to Dakar tomorrow.
Maybe your father could help you.
Right, Mario?
The grandfather is ready for any sacrifice.
No problem.
Can you hang up?
It's your son's birthday.
I know. Thanks.
I'm coming. Don't move.
Someone's waiting for you.
Hey, look.
He dropped it in front of the door.
This guy is so nice.
Who's so nice?
Vincent, the bookseller.
The bookseller.
How does he know it's your birthday?
What did you get?
A manga story.
You're going to learn Japanese?
A little bit.
I'm jealous now.
The cake.
3, 2, 1.
The cake.
Yeah!
Yes?
Who is it?
Saint-Ange.
It's great that you came.
Come in.
No, my taxi is waiting for me.
I just made a little detour.
I had to talk to you.
I don't know what's wrong with you, but the thing I got is... What?
What are you talking about?
The thing on your page. The video.
What video?
You know.
What is it?
It's you.
Don't you have anything to tell me?
I'll call you back.
I'll be late.
Oh, yes, it's okay.
It's okay.
Oh, yes.
Hello, you are on Mario's messaging service.
Please leave a message.
I'll call you back as soon as possible.
Mario, it's me.
If you're getting a video that looks like it's coming from... from... from...
from my account or my page,
it's bullshit, okay?
I've been hacked, so don't look at it.
You promise?
Oh, fuck.
Tell me, darling, I don't know what you sent us on the Internet,
but for a while, your father was going through the computer through the window.
You'll be nice to call me back, please.
What have you done? What is this?
Hello, Sophie.
Who else did you send these videos to?
Did you sleep well?
Who else, damn it?
Can you explain to me?
Did you do what I asked you to, Mom?
Yes, yes, I didn't look.
But you told me to block, but I didn't find the trash.
Where is he?
He doesn't want to see you.
Dad.
Dad, I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry you saw that.
I didn't send this video, Dad.
I was fooled.
Look at me, please.
No.
Dad, answer me.
Dad, say something.
Dad, please.
What's going on?
I'll show you how to block.
Where is your computer?
Wait, wait, wait.
What is it about?
Your father doesn't want to tell me.
How do you want me to help you?
I'm making a video of myself, sending myself into the air.
Are you okay with that?
Mom.
Hi, honey.
Mom.
Hello, Prisca.
Can we make ham and cheese cookies tonight?
Prisca, too, it's her favorite dish.
Okay.
Give me your card.
Did you have a good day?
Yes.
Prisca.
Come on.
Sorry, girls.
The pyjama party is canceled.
Okay?
But why?
But Mom, you promised.
Yes, well, now it's no.
There are jobs that we would have liked to see, Julien and I.
I'll let your girl explain that to you.
But what do I do, Mom?
What do I do?
Nothing, honey, nothing.
It's not your fault.
Mario, what are you doing here?
I'm going to get the kids.
There are two questions left here.
What, did you watch this video?
Yeah, great.
No, no, no, I told you I was trapped, okay?
I'm here for nothing.
And I made my lawyer follow the exploits of the mother of the family.
The judge will appreciate it.
In the meantime, I'm taking the kids.
Manon, Belgie, get your stuff ready.
No, no, you can't do that.
It's my week, okay?
I'm going to be embarrassed, yeah.
What's going on?
Manon, get your stuff ready.
Let's go.
No, I forbid you to do that, okay?
Stop.
Get out of there.
You get out.
Okay, I'll call the judge.
Mom.
What's up?
It's late.
Where have you been?
I was with friends.
Listen, it's...
If you've been on the networks, I... Why are you flirting with me now?
No, but if you... Stop, I'm bored.
If you want to tell me something... Nothing.
I got involved with Damien, that's all.
That's it.
I told myself he had spared Benji because he had affection for him.
Well, we had to hear the medical expert at the end of the day.
I learn that he is required for an emergency.
And since he is currently in our walls, I call to testify Professor Dubaud.
I protest, Madam President.
I have no choice, Master.
We are listening to you, Professor.
Mr. Marsac has been arrested.
Mr. Marsac has been shot,
which sectioned the spinal cord at the level of the high lumbar.
Paralysis of the lower limbs causes various disorders,
especially in the sphincter and urinary region,
with a consequent impact on the genitosexual function.
Absence of erection reflex, loss of sensitivity, and of course chronic pains.
Questions?
Everything has been said, Madam President.
The court thanks you, Professor.
Well, let's go back to the facts.
Madame Parlier, following the release of this
video, you filed a complaint against Mr. Marsac.
Why did you wait three days?
Because I was ashamed.
I felt dirty, guilty.
I couldn't get him out of my house.
I'm sorry.
...
Door closes.
...
I'm sorry.
Come on.
...
Come on.
Ah!
Good.
And this is the video that your lover sent to your friends,
under your name.
No, I don't know how he got it.
And how he got the coordinates of my relatives either.
Okay.
Well, listen to me, Mrs...
Mrs...
Parlier.
Mrs Parlier, here, I'll be frank.
The first reaction is to say that it was you who posted this video
and that now you regret it.
And I told you that I didn't know who was filming me.
The problem is that you are accusing a man who doesn't even appear on the images.
I know with whom I sleep at my place.
Of course, that's your word.
All I can tell you is that...
Well, take responsibility.
Move on to something else.
No.
No, I want to file a complaint.
Good.
Good, as you wish, it's your right.
But hey, she'll be buried soon.
How is it buried?
Well, yes.
If we had to offer all those who throw their libido on the net,
half of the population would be in prison.
You don't listen to what I'm telling you, actually.
I was trapped.
I didn't know I was being filmed.
How am I supposed to tell you that?
I didn't choose this situation, sir.
I didn't give my consent for this filth to be thrown at me.
I won't leave until I've filed a complaint.
Okay.
Today, almost everyone has heard of revenge porn.
But two years ago, I didn't even know it existed.
In the case of Mrs. Parlier, this cybercriminality
is aggravated by an identity usurpation
since the individual pretended to be her during her visits.
You still went to interrogate Mr. Marsac.
Yes.
No result.
I asked for a plea bargain to seize his computer.
I didn't get it.
For what reason?
We weren't able to prove his identity.
Since the individual operated via IP addresses
that pass through abroad,
identifying him would have required human and technical means
that the police don't have.
Any questions, Mr. Boulaty?
Lieutenant, you asked to visit my client's room, right?
Yes.
Can we know what's bothering you?
The decoration of the room didn't match
what we saw in the video.
Thank you, Lieutenant.
Mr. Marsac, I ask you the question again.
Did you modify the layout of your room at the time of the events?
No, Madam President.
I had no reason to do so.
This woman lies.
I would be unable to commit the acts she accuses me of.
She suffers from mythomania.
Her suffering is real since she believes everything she invents.
So, if I understand correctly, you imply that
my client
would have filmed these videos herself
and sent them to her relatives in order to harm you.
You have no decency, Mr. Marsac.
The hearing is suspended.
We'll resume at 2 p.m.
Come on, you're too late.
I don't care.
I want to go to court too.
It's not just that you have the right and not me.
You know, it's not funny to see her here.
Besides, if you came, you couldn't even kiss her.
It's forbidden.
Tell me, Benji.
Yeah?
What exactly is rape?
It's because at school, they said we raped Mom's image.
What does that mean exactly?
Well...
Imagine that without asking you for permission,
I take a naked picture of you and send it to all your friends.
I rape your image.
But you're disgusting.
I didn't do it, Manon.
I'm just explaining what the bookkeeper did to Mom.
Or worse.
I'd like to go back, if you don't mind,
to the inconsistencies of the accused's story.
First,
these threatening or insulting texts that you supposedly received,
how come we never found any trace of them in your phone?
I erased everything.
It's true that I should have screen-captured it, but I didn't think about it.
I was panicking.
I had to change my number and re-initialize my phone.
It was the only way to delete the flyer he had put in it.
Excuse me, I didn't hear.
Delete what?
The flyer.
Obviously, ma'am, you're looking too much at the Miami experts.
No, but on the contrary, it's perfectly coherent.
The spy software used by Mr.
Marsac gave him access to all the content of Sophie Parlier's phone.
His e-mails, his texts, his passwords,
and of course, his contacts.
He had plenty of time to record them.
Mrs. Parlier, please, let's dig into this fundamental point.
How do you explain that the police have declared
that they found no spy software in your phone?
Because they're undetectable when you're not a specialist.
Yet you discovered it.
No, he told me.
No, I can't do it tonight, Babette.
I'll bring it to you tomorrow, okay?
I'm closing, and I'm going to Mario's.
Okay, kisses.
Why are you going to Mario's?
To get kicked out?
Right?
I don't understand.
I know everything.
I listened to you.
You're spying on me, aren't you?
Why?
Why are you doing this to me?
I want to kiss you.
Let go of me.
I want to kiss you.
Let go of me.
No.
Kiss me.
Let go of me.
Kiss me.
Stop.
Let go of me.
Stop.
Can you prove your allegations, ma'am?
Are there any witnesses?
No, because the accused made it all up.
The so-called texts, threats, the color of the walls of the room.
Besides, it's very practical, isn't it?
A spy software to make us swallow anything.
Master.
Can I borrow your cell phone?
Madam President, it's... I only have one minute.
Here.
Mrs. Lagréfière.
Would you be so kind as to call Master Boulaty?
Go ahead, master.
Pick up.
Say hello.
Madam President, it's a big mess.
By the way, where do you want to go?
Nowhere, master.
Nowhere.
Madam President, it's a big mess.
By the way, where do you want to go?
I'm spying on you, master.
With your consent.
I'm listening to you live and I have access to all your data.
Go ahead, look for the software.
You won't find it.
The police won't either, by the way.
I guarantee it.
Very nice shot, master.
But your demonstration proves nothing that it was my client who spied on the accused.
Besides, since the beginning, the accused
incriminates my client without any evidence.
What if the accused had multiplied the lovers?
In view of the images, she has a certain appetite for the thing.
At this stage, I would like the jurors to see
the piece number 1423 of the file, please.
I protest, Madam President.
I really don't see what that would bring to the file,
except to inflict an additional test on my client.
I authorize the projection.
Huissier, please proceed.
You make me play.
Yes, yes, you make me play.
Yes, I like it, I like it.
Go ahead, go ahead.
Huissier.
I don't know how many people have seen this on the Internet.
We pray for it to stop, but it continues to circulate again and again.
I'm just asking you to imagine what I could have felt,
as well as my loved ones,
my children, my parents.
My father never put up with it.
I was his only daughter.
He couldn't stand it.
He couldn't even pronounce my name.
Not even look at me.
He died during my detention.
We never managed to talk again.
So when Mrs. the lawyer says that
the one who did this could have been anyone, I tell you no.
You don't draw anymore?
No.
I don't want to go to school anymore.
Since the trial,
everyone says that Mom is a murderer and a whore.
You know what?
You're going to introduce me to your friends,
and then I'm going to explain life to them.
I'm ashamed.
Madam, you have stated that you were filmed
in your insult during your debates.
Do you confirm?
Yes.
Madam President,
can we show the defendant
to the jury the seal number 1387, please?
Thank you.
Do you confirm that it's you?
Yes, yes, but... Thank you.
The jury will appreciate...
Thank you.
These images were found in my client's cell phone.
It has nothing to do with porn videos.
You were a game between us.
She's like satin, lace.
You're completely crazy.
I'm working, sir.
You're the one who's crazy.
Please, I want to see her.
I'm begging you.
What did my client tell you?
It was an erotic game.
So what?
We're not allowed to do what we want in private anymore?
Ladies and gentlemen, we're touching the heart of the matter.
What is the matter?
The consent.
Even if Madam Parlier had agreed that her partner
film their debates, which is absolutely not the case,
did it allow her to do it?
No, it didn't.
It didn't allow her to do it.
Did it allow her to broadcast it without her consent?
Absolutely not.
Consent or not, can you explain to us how the accused could not realize
that she was being filmed
from several angles?
Excellent remark, Master.
I asked myself the same question.
So I went to a large housewarming party and did my shopping.
Spy camera, 24 euros, with built-in microphone.
It's a wake-up call.
And since I like to vary angles, I also bought this pen for 29 euros.
The camera is right here.
You see?
There's one for everyone.
Discretion guaranteed.
All this to say, ladies and gentlemen, the jurors,
that anyone today can be filmed without their consent.
You, me, everyone.
Thank you, Master, for this very enlightening debate.
I would now like to go back to the facts.
Madame Parlier, please.
During the hearing, you stated that Mr.
Marsac crossed, I quote,
a notch in the ignominy.
When?
You learned that I filed a complaint against him.
Ah!
Ah yes!
What's that?
Ah!
Sorry.
It's her.
Oh yeah?
Look.
The bookseller?
You didn't tell me anything.
Is that friendship for you?
Shit, then.
I understand why he doesn't come here anymore.
Is that your problem?
Is that what you want?
Do you want me to leave so he can come back?
Hey, Sofia, calm down a bit.
It's just a video.
Everyone does that.
No, no, no.
Maybe you, but not me.
Not me, damn it.
When I think this fucking video is going around the neighborhood, I...
I don't know what to do.
I'm an artist.
But how do I get out?
Everyone knows me here.
Don't let yourself be attacked.
Head up.
Go report a complaint.
Thank you, that's what I did.
Look what it cost me.
The hoodlum.
Hello.
Are you okay?
Did it go well?
Yes, I'm fine.
Mom, I'm hungry.
Okay, let's go to the bakery, okay?
Oh, there's Benji!
Benji?
What are you doing here?
Aren't you supposed to be in class?
Why are you talking to him?
Who cares?
I forbid you to set foot in this library, okay?
Hey, Vincent, he's my friend.
So you're forbidden, you see?
Come on, honey, let's go home.
Why is he mean to you, Benji?
I don't know.
It's probably the teenage crisis.
I promise I won't make it.
The crisis.
Hi.
Manon is ready.
Listen, Mario, I...
I know you're shocked, I am too.
But it would be nice if we both talked, right?
Manon, I'm waiting for you.
I'm coming!
By the way, you'll be summoned to the judge's office.
I asked for an exclusive guard.
My dear.
Dad!
Mom?
I love you.
See you next week.
So this is a new video that was sent
to my workplace without my consent via a new profile in my name.
Wait.
You deleted your profile, didn't you?
Yes.
Yes, but it's useless.
Anyone can create an account in my name.
It takes 30 days to delete it.
Okay.
Well, I think we have everything.
I'll print it.
There you go.
Here.
If I show the judge that I filed a complaint,
he'll see it's not my fault.
But will he realize it?
If we get rid of the children,
I'm going to be a mother.
It's the first time I hear you speak like this.
Calm down.
We're not yet there, okay?
We'll find a way to trap him.
The ideal, if I dare say so, would be to cut
your testimony with the one of another victim.
He must have had other relations since his wife's death.
He wouldn't have told you about it?
No, I don't know.
I started to look for it in his life.
There's got to be a flaw and I'm going to find it.
Okay.
I promise you.
You know this association?
Cibarso.
People who fight cyberbullying.
Go see them. They can help you.
Take care.
I received some more.
Enjoy your meal.
Thank you.
Did you choose?
Yes.
Four dishes of the day.
With a red fish.
Very well.
Thank you, my little Sophie.
Why did you put your hand in my ass, asshole?
Because I'm a whore, is that it?
You saw me in a video and you think you can fuck me?
Come on, come on, hold on.
Oh, you want to punch me?
That's what you want, huh?
Come on, show me your balls.
Come on, you're scared now, huh?
Why don't you do anything anymore?
And you, why are you looking at me like that?
And you all, why are you looking at me like that?
It's my turn now, I'm the whore of the neighborhood, go ahead.
Go ahead, I'm ready.
You think you can put your hand in my ass?
You think you can humiliate a woman like that?
Sophie!
You get out.
OK, you get out.
You all get out.
Come on, we're leaving.
Here, let's have a little drink.
It'll do us good.
You know, maybe you should take a sick leave.
It's not up to me to get treated.
Yes, but I don't want to find you in a psychiatric hospital.
You have to save your balls, there.
Come on.
To all the clients we've lost!
But don't worry about that, we're not going to give him the gift of sinking, moreover.
This cable fart.
How did you blow them up?
It feels good, doesn't it?
You know what would make me feel good?
It's that we're going around in circles, this asshole.
I want his balls to be eaten, he's suffocating with them.
Oh yeah, yeah.
You know the bamboo torture?
You grab it with a little thumb, and the thumb, it grows, but very slowly,
like 30, 40 centimeters a day.
And there, you see, he's going to enjoy his race.
Oh, well, when we talk about the wolf.
Well, tell me, he didn't work to take care of you, did he?
No.
Well, tell me, he didn't work to replace you, did he?
The poor thing, that's what he's waiting for.
Well, we're going to give him his coming out, to this torture.
Come on, come on.
Come on.
Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up.
He's going to eat us.
So, you like it?
He's going to eat us.
Stop it, he's going to eat us.
Come on, come on.
Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up.
I'm not calming down, look how it's going.
I see.
I see, I see.
I arrived this morning, it was like that.
No, but listen, I understand you, Mr. Martin.
I understand you, but without proof, I can't do anything.
You know very well where the proofs are.
No, no, what do you mean?
It's over there.
Sandy Malevich, 30 years old,
a professor of classical letters,
a homemaker at 7 rue du Canal.
We're listening to you, ma'am.
This woman had only one goal,
to break our relationship.
It's not enough to have made her a nurse,
she has to continue to dirty it.
It's unbearable.
When I think he went so far as to write her in prison that he forgave her.
She ruined her life for nothing.
And I'm not talking about the projects we had.
He had the misfortune of falling on a pathological jealousy.
Excuse me, can I talk to you?
I don't have time.
Wait, are you the new librarian?
Yes, so what?
My name is Sophie, we had a brief relationship.
Yes, yes, I know, why are you looking at me?
I don't know how to tell you this.
It's going to seem very brutal to you, but...
Beware of him.
Thank you.
Listen to me, he's someone dangerous.
He can be violent, even toxic.
What I see is that he dumped you, and you don't digest it.
But he warned me.
That's what he told you? He lies to you, he manipulates you.
Have a good evening.
She wanted to kill him when he left her for a... a woman, let's say younger.
If he could forgive, I never.
Mrs. Malevich.
Can you remind the court the date of your meeting with Mr. Marceau, please?
February 1st, two and a half years ago.
February 1st.
The breakup with Sophie Parlier took place on January 7th,
three weeks before.
So my client wasn't dumped for...
younger than her.
And it would be mean to stop on the very small lie
of the one who calls my client a... mythomaniac.
No, what's infinitely more serious is what he did next.
When he saw my client putting Mrs. Malevich on guard.
I think we can talk about reprisals, can't we?
Are you sure he received my letter, Mom?
I've been sending it to him for ten days, Mom.
He's stuck, my poor darling.
Yet, God knows, if I tell him it's not your fault, but you know your father.
When he gets back on his feet,
and when, yeah,
he doesn't even dare go to the municipal council.
I don't know.
He doesn't even dare go to the municipal council.
Sorry.
Yes, hello?
Yeah, it's Eric. Is it Sophie on the phone?
Yes, it's me.
Yeah, I saw you on a website. You're a bomb. You're too hot.
Sorry?
You're too hot. You suck.
Wait, but who are you?
I told you, it's Eric.
I saw you on millefeuchaudes.com.
Where?
How do you know me?
On millefeuchaudes.com, I told you.
You're hot. You know what, I'm...
What is it?
You'd better go, Mom.
Certainly not before knowing what's going on, right?
Is that you?
Grandma's on a porn site.
My God, what am I supposed to do?
How did she get my new number?
Hi, Sophie, it's Christian.
Tell me, you put me in hot water
to sodomize your beautiful little old ass.
When will we see each other then?
Come on, pick up.
Hey, Sophie, I'm watching you right now.
Fuck, you excite me.
I hope it doesn't bother you that I'm 13, because I have a big one.
It's horrible, my dear.
We have to warn the police.
I'm going to kill him.
It's written, black on white.
Room number 72494.
Interrogation of the mother of the accused.
Witness of the scene.
I'm going to kill him.
And what is the accused doing?
She's getting a gun.
Where does this gun come from, ma'am?
From my father's.
Madam President,
may I have the conviction piece number 38212?
Lucier, please.
Thank you.
So you're getting this gun to kill my client?
No, no, no, it was long before.
It was to defend me after I was assaulted.
To defend you?
Yes.
But if I have to defend myself, ma'am,
I'll take a defensive weapon.
There are dozens on the free market
that have the advantage of not being lethal.
You've chosen a lethal weapon, ma'am.
And you've destroyed the life of an innocent man.
I conclude, Madam President,
that the crime of attempted murder with premeditation is proven.
Thank you.
Why didn't you say anything?
I didn't say anything.
I didn't say anything, did I?
She fooled me, the other one!
Did you see the judges' faces? I'm screwed!
The trial is far from over, Sophie. Trust me.
I warned you she'd exploit this gun story.
If I had said anything, I'd have stabbed you.
And for her, it was the highway. We spent an hour on it.
Why didn't anyone listen to me before?
Everything is against me!
I'm the one who's going crazy now!
When you found out you were on a porn site, what did you feel?
A descent into hell.
You type your name on the internet and you get a bomb in your head.
Hi, Lieutenant.
I know I'm not a priority, but...
typing my name on the internet is a bit of a joke.
Manon forgot her math notebook.
You can go now.
Wait, I can't leave you like this.
Yeah?
Excuse me, I was out yesterday, but I'm in front of my computer.
Indeed.
Your name, address, phone number...
What's your solution?
I told you about a track I was on.
I moved on.
There is another victim.
For now, the person refuses to file a complaint,
so I'll have to give myself a little more time.
I don't have time.
Give me her number.
I'll call her, I'll convince her.
No, I can't do that. I don't have the right to.
But believe me, I'll take care of it. Trust me.
Did you contact the association?
I don't care, it's none of my business.
Well, Sophie, go ahead.
You have two children who are counting on you.
Go ahead, it's an order.
I'll do the comparison.
Sophie?
Yes?
Hello.
I'm Magalie.
Leonor told me about you.
Do you mind if we talk?
What can you do for me?
The other girl refused to file a complaint.
Maybe she'll think about it.
You have to find the courage.
You're well placed to know it.
You got it.
I'm telling you, well done.
And thank you.
You're all alone, it's no use, the proof.
No, it is.
It's used to denounce.
A look at the MeToo wave, it started with a woman, who led to others.
And in the end, you have all these girls who move mountains.
Well, we too, we're going to scream.
Until the shame changes sides.
And believe me, we've got guts.
And rage.
Well, first of all, do you have a lawyer?
I don't know any.
No, the association can help you with that.
We work with Maître Shelko, he's great, he knows the song.
If you want, we can call him right now.
Yeah.
Are you ready?
We take out the war machine.
It's after the suicide of my brother that I created the association.
These cyberbullies, they always run away.
Like Sophie's.
While they are murderers.
It's up to you, the lawmen, that I say it.
Revenge porn is a sexual crime.
Revenge porn is a life-long sexual crime.
If justice doesn't move,
when Sophie will be a grandmother,
these little children will be able to fall on the images you saw.
The court hears your fight, Madam,
but to come back to Sophie Parlier,
what do you call,
take out the war machine?
It's Satele, an ant's work.
Nice to meet you, Suzanne.
You are warned that you are going to see your daughter on very inappropriate sites.
Well, you know, my daughter is my daughter.
My daughter is sacred.
And I know it's not her fault.
Well, then, me and the computers...
No, no, you'll see, it's easy.
I'll show you.
Did you bring your ID card in PDF?
Oh yes.
So.
Thank you.
Our job is to crack.
I'll show you.
I go to a site...
First operation, screen capture.
This is essential.
It keeps a track.
Toc on the screen key.
Control N, open in document.
Control V, I paste my capture.
Then, I'm looking for the host's contact.
Here, very small there, in the corner.
Sometimes he hides.
Often it's in English.
You write to ask for the removal of the post.
You join the ID card.
It proves that it's not you who put the pictures online.
Here.
And hop, you send.
Then, of course, systematically,
police station, complaint.
Do you want to try?
Yes, go ahead, darling.
No, no, no, go ahead, Mom.
Go ahead, show me if you understood.
So.
How are you?
No.
We will perhaps settle for screen capture.
Okay.
What is that?
What did I do?
We had 48 pages of sites to erase.
I became obsessive.
The night, the day.
I thought there was to erase.
Erase, erase.
It's a real spider web.
It drives you crazy because porn sites download other people's videos.
We manage to delete one
and there are ten others that appear.
Fuck, but there is no more food in this house.
Make some pasta.
But there is no more.
Well, go buy some.
Fuck, frankly, you're pissing me off.
Wait, Benji, are you okay?
Mom?
I had a nightmare.
Tell me, darling.
I want to go live with Dad.
I'm fed up with you, I'm fed up with Benji.
He's doing his thing and you're always on the computer.
You're right, darling.
I don't want to go.
You're right, darling.
It's not okay at all.
Sorry.
How about we do it tomorrow?
Both of us.
Yes.
We walked all day.
We hadn't spoken in a long time.
I had forgotten him.
I had forgotten them all.
So, did you enjoy shopping today?
A lot.
I love it when he smiles, Mom.
My baby.
You were right to talk to me, darling.
Wait, I'm looking for my keys.
Hi, Sophie.
So, are we late?
Who are you?
What do you want?
What do you mean, who are we?
We talked this morning on Freeporn.
You gave us an appointment.
Get out or I'll call the police.
Hey, you were a lot less shy this morning.
What's wrong with you?
It's true.
Run, run!
Go to Babette!
Let me go!
Don't touch me!
She's a nice guy.
Don't worry, we'll make you like it.
Stop it!
We'll give you a little brunette.
Where do you think you're going?
I'll kill you!
Sam, stop!
Let her go, guys.
Come on, it's okay.
Let her go, guys.
She doesn't want to.
Leave her alone.
You can see she doesn't want to.
Sophie!
Manon!
Why didn't you come in?
Come here.
Close the door.
What's wrong?
Close the door, I said!
What's wrong?
Call Mario.
Thank you, doctor.
Good evening.
The doctor gave her a shot.
She's going to sleep until tomorrow.
I'm going to take the three of you to my place.
You'll be safe.
Take the kids.
Don't touch me.
I'm sorry, Sophie.
I'm here now.
I've always loved my wife.
We met when we were young.
She was 22, I was 24.
And then, like in a lot of couples, there's a break-up.
And then, like in a lot of couples,
we decided to get a divorce.
Try to be a little more specific.
No one decides to break up a family without a somewhat serious reason.
Was it you
who made the decision?
Her? Together?
Her.
Let's say it happened to me to cheat on her.
I regretted it, but...
The truth is that my wife no longer had any desire for me.
Not at all.
Hence the cruelty of these images for you.
I was hurt.
I reacted like...
Well, I thought of myself.
I really, really wanted her.
And then...
There was the assault.
At that moment, you find yourself on the ground.
My little traumatized, my son who was leaving in shambles.
And Sophie.
We would have said she was dead inside.
And you?
Me? I did what I could.
I took the children and every day I went to see Sophie.
I was ashamed as hell.
An obsession.
Who did this to her?
Who is this monster?
Why don't you tell me?
Please.
I'm sorry.
I have a lot to tell you.
You don't have to be afraid anymore.
And the whole association is behind you.
I saw your little Manon yesterday.
She's doing better.
We talked, we cried, we laughed.
Psy does a great job.
Mario is a great dad.
She's strong, your daughter.
She'll get through this.
He won't have your skin.
It took ten days for her to get out.
Hello.
I received Benji's book.
You came for a coffee, didn't you?
Come on, let's go.
No, no, no, another time.
Another time.
Thank you, another time.
I suspected all men on earth, except one.
She didn't give up.
She was heroic.
Because if I had guessed, I would have been in the box instead of her.
I'm sure of it.
Ladies and gentlemen, the jurors.
My client believed in justice.
I had given the prosecutor of the Republic the 58 complaints she had filed.
Yes, 58.
It's huge.
She clung to hope to see them come to fruition.
The nightmare should have stopped.
In the rules.
In the rules?
Master?
You call that in the rules?
Do I have to remind you that your client shot an innocent man?
Don't talk about innocent, ma'am.
He was also attacking our son.
Discipline advice, Benji.
Penalty, final exclusion.
What the hell did you do?
Tell me what happened.
It's because of me that my mother is here.
No, Benji.
Let's start with the beginning, Benjamin.
When did you get to know these videos?
It was
the same day as my father,
my grandfather,
Saint-Onge, my father-in-law,
my mother-in-law,
my father-in-law, my father.
The first day, you know.
Madam Parlier,
at no time did you have any doubt.
I was in denial.
The idea that Benji saw these videos, it was unbearable to me.
Anyway,
I'm not the one who received the video.
It's my best friend, Damien.
Wow!
Wow, how he touched me there!
Hey, shut up!
It's hot in here!
Call him, call him!
Hey, Benji!
Come, come!
What's going on?
Wait, I'll check.
What's going on?
Hey, tell me.
I like your daronne, but you have to calm her down because it's a big bitch!
It's a bitch!
Fucking bastard!
Asshole!
Hey, your mother is a bitch!
Hey, you'll introduce her to me!
When I came home, I couldn't even look at her.
What's going on?
If you were on social media, I... Why are you picking on me now?
No, but if you were... Stop it, you're annoying me!
I had an affair with Damien.
That's all.
And why didn't you say anything?
Couldn't you talk about it to your mother?
On the one hand, I hated her.
And at the same time, I wanted to defend her, but...
In high school, he didn't let me go.
It was every day.
And after a while, I couldn't take it anymore and that's when I screwed up.
I mean...
I mean, I made a mistake.
What mistake?
To divert attention,
I took a picture on the Internet
and I posted it on social media.
Look!
Is it true?
Look!
Let me go, I'm telling you it's not mine!
But look, it's not a dick!
Damien, you're an asshole!
But no, it's not an asshole, it's a plagiarism!
It's a plagiarism!
When you piss, you wet your balls!
You have a little dick!
It's not mine!
I couldn't imagine that such a stupid thing would come to this.
The guys didn't care if it was true or not, but the girls hated him even more.
His girlfriend dumped him
and one day, we didn't see him anymore.
That's when we learned that he had tried to commit suicide.
After that, I went to a discipline council, that's when I was fired.
In fact, I realize that
what I did to Damien is what we did to my mother.
Did you talk about it to anyone?
Yes.
The only adult I trusted.
Tell me.
I swear,
you'll see this, but you want to throw up.
The worst thing is that she sent a friend to me, can you imagine?
We have to bury her.
I understand.
What was there in this video?
Come on Benji, let it go.
It will come out of your head.
But I can't, it's my mother!
I understand.
You know, sex is complicated.
Some women enjoy
showing off, you shouldn't judge fantasies,
even if it's your mother's.
Do you understand?
You say that Mr.
Marsac was the only adult you trusted.
What did this relationship mean to you?
I thought it was friendship.
He let me book mangas, we talked about a lot of things.
As if I was his equal.
And it made me proud because I admired him.
In short, you took him as a confidant.
You know everything.
I couldn't imagine that he was manipulating me.
I gave him my mother's 0.
6
when she had to change it.
That this young man was manipulated, there is no doubt about it.
And everyone says it's a lie.
Everyone can understand his pain.
The question is who manipulated him?
My client, who took him under his wing, who gave him time, attention,
or
his mother, a mythoman
who is not short of imagination
when it comes to pretending to be the victim.
Maybe I would have thought that if it hadn't happened what happened to you.
To know?
First, I found the files where my mother filed her complaints.
That's when I understood that it wasn't her who sent the videos.
Besides, I don't even know how I could believe it.
I still see her face when I tell her that.
It's horrible.
The poor thing.
And do you know who did this to her?
No.
But I swear, if I knew,
I would have exposed this bastard.
I know who I'm going to ask.
To Saint-Ange.
You know, my father.
He just came back from his construction site.
Why would she know?
He's my mother's best friend.
She tells him everything.
What?
No, nothing.
I can see that you're thinking about something.
Listen, it's your godfather, Benji.
It's delicate, but I would be surprised if he answered you anything.
I don't see why.
He would do anything for my mother.
All I know is that the friendship between a man and a woman doesn't exist.
You think?
Yet, I'm sure that... You know, the few times I've seen them together,
it kills the feeling.
It's horrible.
Jesus, this guy is in love with your mother, but in a rather unhealthy way, you see?
Frustrated.
And you'll see, maybe after the divorce, he thought it would be his turn.
One night, he made her drink a little too much and she, weakened, gave in.
No, but wait, it's not possible.
It's not his style.
If you knew how people can surprise us sometimes.
When did he leave for his construction site?
It was the day after my birthday.
Fuck.
You're right, that's when the video happened.
I can tell you now, but.
..
the day of your birthday, at the brewery, I surprised
him by having gestures placed on your mother.
Fuck.
Fuck, what a... Bastard!
Hey, kid.
How are you?
I missed him.
We fought, he hit me.
And that's when he told me who was the real culprit.
Thank you, Benjamin.
This episode, let's call it like that, took place
the day your mother shot at the civil party.
Is that right?
Yes.
Madame Parlier, please tell the Court what happened
on that crucial day.
In the morning, the lieutenant told me
that his hierarchy had ordered him to stop the investigation.
No video was found in the computer of...
Vincent Marsac.
It cost me a lot.
The second shot, I took it on the way to Maitre Chelko.
I absolutely had to see you today.
I received this this morning.
From the prosecutor of the Republic.
He lists all your subsequent complaints.
The crime is uncharacteristic enough.
Yes.
He didn't take the case seriously, he must have gone between two doors, I don't know.
Sorry, I'm waiting for the court.
Sophie.
The bookseller made her believe it was me.
Tell me what you wanted to do to me.
Go on.
If I hadn't had my heart, your son would have been a murderer.
Look.
You have to tell me, Sophie.
Tell me what's going on.
My name is Mario.
And the fact
that you came here is not fair.
I didn't see her coming.
She's not there.
She will be there.
Did you see her coming?
Yes.
She's the one
Do you understand now why I say that it's because of me that my mother is there?
And that I'm dying to see her in prison?
Thank you Benjamin.
Can I say something?
Yes.
I don't really know how to say it.
I'm sorry.
But...
It's been two years since it happened and I had time to think.
And now I'm telling myself that a woman has the right to make love.
And to love it.
And to show it to everyone if they like it.
He's not there, the crime.
He's there.
So how does justice work?
To judge an accused when it's first him, the victim.
If we can't get Marsa, it's going to kill Sophie.
You know it as well as I do.
And that's what's going to happen without the testimony of this second victim.
Don't insist.
I can't give you her name, I don't have the right to.
Sometimes I wonder what side you're on.
Excuse me, I'm going to make a phone call.
I'm sorry.
Hello?
Hello, Caroline, hello. I'm Magalie from the Cibarso Association.
No, no, I don't want to talk about it.
Wait, let me explain the reason for my call.
Is it about Vincent Marsac?
That's it.
Yes, if you follow the trial in the media,
you know that Sophie and you are victims of the same predator.
I don't want to hear about this story anymore.
Caroline, without your testimony... No, listen, ma'am.
I've lived years in pain until now.
Yes, I hear you're scared.
Well, I don't want to hear about it anymore.
Magalie, you have no reason to be afraid. It's over.
The court is listening.
I plead guilty.
I apologize to Sophie Parlier.
I'm sorry I was able,
quite involuntarily,
to let her believe in great love.
I'm sorry I couldn't kill in the egg her hopes of
marriage as soon as her divorce would be pronounced.
This frustration, and perhaps even this feeling of betrayal,
certainly explains
her lies
and her madness.
Of course, today I am physically diminished, but what I gained has no price.
I learned what true love is.
Pure.
Without it, without you,
I would never have found the strength to rebuild myself.
With all my heart,
I express my compassion to Sophie Parlier for the martyrdom she suffered,
and I beg her to find the true author of this infamy.
I want to get out of this room as a man of honor.
Not so much for me as for the woman I love
and who helped me so much.
The audience is suspended.
Resume at 2 p.m.
Don't hang up.
Wait.
I can't hang up.
What are you doing here?
I came to see Maître Jelko.
Wait, I'll give it to you.
Yes, so?
Sorry to bother you, Madam President.
I absolutely need to talk to you.
A witness from the last minute has presented himself.
As it is of use, I consulted the parties
and I decided that we would hear this witness right now.
Because of the distance, this person will express herself by video conference.
I'm sorry, but I have to go.
Thank you.
Madam, please state your name, first name, age, profession and home.
My name is Caroline Brun.
I'm 28 years old.
I'm a nurse and I live in San Jose, Costa Rica.
What do you have to say, Madam?
I met Vincent Marsa when he hired me to be a
nurse at home, to finally take care of his wife.
I've been living the same thing as Sophie for four years.
Even today, he makes videos of me.
It's a kind of endless collective rape.
I thought I was going to save my skin by going thousands of kilometers away, but
it doesn't take away the nightmares, the shame.
For me, this man is the absolute evil.
It was Magali who convinced me to talk.
And I'm also doing it so that we're finally taken seriously.
That the police help us, that justice hears us.
So now, we're two.
Sophie,
I don't see your face, but I would like to thank you for talking to me.
It seems that we have a little technical problem.
Madam President, this testimony of the last minute
brings no proof to the case that concerns us.
I remind you
that a jury judges facts, but the facts speak for themselves.
This woman
tried to assassinate an innocent man.
Madam President, I have the evidence.
Come in, Madam, please.
The court hears you.
There is a drawer locked in his office.
This afternoon, I broke it.
Inside, there is a computer that contains all the videos.
Shut up!
Caroline's, Sophie's, and mine.
He filmed me too.
There is all the evidence on this key.
I will send this to the jury.
Consequently,
the court and the jury, after deliberating,
sentence Sophie Parlier to the absolute majority to 5
years of criminal reclusion, three of which were served.
Given that the sentence
as soon as the formalities of the penitentiary administration allow it.
The audience is raised.
The penitentiary administration of the French Republic
is the only institution in the world
that allows the penitentiary administration
of the French people to be held accountable.
The penitentiary administration of the French Republic
is the only institution in the world that allows the penitentiary administration
of the French people to be held accountable.
The penitentiary administration of the French people
is the only institution in the world
that allows the penitentiary administration
of the French people to be held accountable.
The penitentiary administration of the French people
is the only institution in the world
that allows the penitentiary administration
of the French people to be held accountable.