Chrysalis

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Stop it!

I don't intend

to accept his invitation.

- You're wrong.

- No, but...

He's nice. It'll do you good!

Manon, it's too soon.

Honey, your father and I,

you know...

Besides,

I'm in no mood for that.

I understand but...

You should think

more about yourself.

- It's dinner, no more.

- My work is all I need.

Just a dinner.

Yeah well,

you know what that means.

He's good-looking.

Yes, he is.

Stop it, you're teasing me!

It'll get you out of your clinic!

We'll see.

Whatever...

I'm old enough to know

when to get out of the clinic.

Don't push me.

Okay? So cut it out.

Leave me alone.

- And you...

- You never go out.

I love you.

Stay here. Don't move!

It's sealed off.

No trace of Nicolov.

Hurts, doesn't it?

Door open

You won't answer the phone

so I decided to come by.

Are you okay?

Holding up?

And your arm?

We found the body of a girl today.

Barely twenty.

With marks, like the others.

It's not over, David.

The retinal scan is negative.

Anthropometrics got us nowhere.

She's not on file.

Want my opinion? Illegal alien.

The state of rigor mortis

and brain tissue

puts the death back three weeks ago.

No sign of rape.

Given her state...

Just kidding.

- And these?

- Scratch marks.

No idea.

Could be from a bear.

A baby bear.

Just kidding.

Maybe an eye-lid retractor.

What kind of apparatus?

Can't tell.

The water ate away at her flesh.

I found brain damage

but no bruises on her scalp.

Coma?

Honestly...

it's more like

her brain received...

electrical shocks.

Really strong ones.

Like it was nuked

in a microwave.

Just kidding, Captain.

First time he left a body behind.

No, not the first.

David, Sarah's death affected us all.

Now I need you

to find Nicolov

and put him behind bars.

Marie...

Lieutenant Marie Becker,

your new partner.

Hello.

The check on the fingerprint

came up negative.

I forgot to tell you.

I found prints.

She's not on file.

Please...

We'll start with this.

Identity unknown

Beautiful.

Prettier than before.

The calcification is perfect

and almost no visible scarring.

So tell me...

When do we get married?

Hello, Jacques.

Hello, Clara.

Jacques is a true artist.

You're gorgeous.

- You can thank him.

- Thanks.

Can I look?

Of course, go ahead!

You see, it was worth it.

I have to go.

I'm operating in a few hours.

I'll see you out.

They put the chip in me.

Damn, it hurts!

Welcome to the club.

- But I have to say, it's cool.

- Cool?

The European Police

has been my goal.

Ever since I became a cop.

When I found out

I'd been accepted, I...

Actually I didn't do anything.

But I was happy.

I did 3 years

on the Vice Squad. You?

Any relation to Becker

at Intelligence?

Yes, he's my uncle...

Hold on.

I waited two years for my transfer

and I took the exam like everyone.

- And you ended up with me.

- Doesn't say much for nepotism.

What are you doing here?

So she's next?

Enough!

Cool it!

Where do we start?

We'll visit a friend.

This one's taken!

Stay out of this.

Hear you're back in town.

Tell me when you leave.

You broke my nose.

You're hurting me, David!

She's an illegal.

You know her?

Tatiana.

Her name's Tatiana!

- Tatiana what?

- No idea!

She disappeared two months ago

with her sister, Elena.

They vanished.

That's all I know.

I swear!

- Has he surfaced yet?

- Who?

Nicolov.

No one's seen him.

He manages to scramble the scans.

Get moving, Yuri.

Shake down the sector.

I want results.

You have 3 days. You hear?

Or I'll ship you back home.

Hold on...

Show me again.

Come see something.

This old guy disappeared

six months ago.

We found him the other day.

His hard drive crashed!

He can't remember a thing.

Not a thing!

In countries like yours

with huge distances,

the usefulness of such a system

is immeasurable.

Tele-surgery offers

a multitude of possibilities.

While linked to the same network,

surgical teams separated

geographically can operate in unison.

The hologram is broadcast

via the monolith.

Excuse me...

I'm very sorry.

What's wrong?

Your migraines?

I'll give you

stronger pain-killers.

I want to go home.

Honey...

It's too soon. You need rest.

I'm fed up.

Fed up with the exams

and the scanners...

I'm suffocating.

Don't worry.

Things will slowly

fall back into place.

It's just a question of time.

It's all confused in my head.

It's worse and worse.

I can't remember a thing.

Sometimes I even feel

that you're a stranger.

I'm sick of it.

I can't feel a thing.

You know...

Your father would be proud of you.

Don't worry, sweetie.

Don't worry...

Come here... Oh honey...

Things will be fine.

You just need to be patient.

How's it going with Hoffman?

It's going.

He's not too talkative.

I do the talking for both of us.

Beware of him.

I'm not wary by nature.

Beware of him.

Apparently it's the right model.

I tested it on the amnesiac.

But it's no help.

Standard model.

Every eye doctor has one.

What's that stuff?

Personal items

belonging to Tatiana and Elena.

Is it a diary

you keep under your pillow?

Can I read it?

It could help us

with your treatment.

I don't have much left, Clara.

No, that stays mine.

When will you stop

biting your nails?

Did you know him?

Just before he died.

Do I look like my father

or my mother?

One thing's for sure:

You have your father's eyes.

Good evening.

So?

How did the afternoon go?

Pretty well.

Thank you, Clara.

You can go now.

I have plenty of time.

No need.

Good evening.

Goodnight, Manon.

I'm exhausted.

Want to watch a movie with me?

Sure.

Christine is wanted in room 208.

Are you upset?

What are you doing here?

Come on, it's time for bed.

Stop! You're always kissing me!

Let go!

He's going to come!

See that bike?

What the hell?

I came for a bike?

I swear, man! It's his!

He had it pimped here.

He's coming back tonight!

Don't bullshit me.

Not you, never.

Get lost.

Yuri!

The sister, Elena...

I want to find her alive.

We're supposed to trust him?

And me?

Am I supposed to trust you?

Otherwise,

you got a wife? Kids?

It's none of my business.

You're right.

Let's not get personal.

No, no wife and no kids.

And you?

Nothing at all.

No husband, no kids...

and no more boyfriend.

So obviously I have a cat.

Great.

Don't move.

Stay here.

Don't move, he says.

Officer 125614. Requesting

back-up in the industrial park...

Hands in the air!

In the air!

Come here, slowly. Move it!

Stop!

Stop!

On your knees...

Shoot.

Shoot!

B*tch!

No balls?

All alone, Clmence?

- I'm bored.

- You're bored.

- Want to go for a walk?

- I'm not allowed.

Me neither.

Sometimes I get bored,

sometimes not.

I'm climbing the walls.

What's that?

Those are...

scars from my accident.

You never said

you had an accident.

Girls.

It's bedtime.

I'm going to eat you all up!

Go on, Manon.

Dr. Brgen is wanted in room...

Marie, you'll run the interrogation.

David, you're off the case.

Is this a joke?

Go home now. End of discussion.

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