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For that I thank you.

We are one in the eyes of God.

Now and forever.

Love, Pierre.

Mother of God, protect me, save me.

I will go to Mass every day.

I must be in a state of grace

at all times.

I am old.

My time is short.

Get out of the way!

Get out.

Colonel Roux, Judge Livi.

What can I do for you?

We're investigating Pierre Brossard.

He was staying here last month.

May I ask how you obtained

this information?

That's confidential.

So are the affairs of this abbey.

Please.

Pierre Brossard, your friend,

is in great danger.

If we don't find him,

he'll be executed.

You understand that, Father Abbot?

Executed? By whom?

By the group who tried to get him

the first time.

One of them was lying dead

in your ravine.

You think that man was murdered

by Brossard?

Yes, we do.

Is Brossard a

Chevalier de Sainte-Marie?

-Yes.

-Are you?

No.

What part do the Chevaliers

play in all this?

-They help him.

-Financially?

Each time he's visited us,

there's been a letter for him...

...containing a money order

for 3000 francs.

That doesn't sound very much.

Is that all he lives on?

No. Other people

send him money too.

-Who?

-I don't know.

Which of the houses

is likely to shelter him?

There's only one I know of

where the abbot is a Chevalier.

Where's that?

St. Michel. Near Frejus.

-Colonel.

-How are you?

This is the best I could do

at short notice.

-The moment I received your call--

-It's fine, captain.

-Toilet's in the passage.

-No one knows we're here?

-Only me.

-Keep it that way.

There may be people asking

questions. Don't answer them.

I need a team of your best men.

But they should only be told

at the last moment.

What progress have you made?

The monks say morning prayers

at 6 a.m.

We need to be there before that.

First light.

Captain, I need a favor.

Brossard was held by the police

when he escaped...

...at the end of the war.

Who was in charge of his case?

-Can you find out?

-I could try.

-But discreetly.

-I'll do my best.

Colonel.

So, colonel, we finally

get to sleep together.

I never thought you'd ask.

-Was there a letter for me, Father?

-No.

The cardinal has instructed

that no one is to shelter you.

Our enemies are closing in on me.

I need friends now,

more than ever before.

You may stay here tonight,

in the gardener's cottage.

But tomorrow you must go.

Thank you for your charity,

Father Joseph.

And God bless you, Pierre.

-Oh, sh*t!

-He ran around the back.

Gendarmerie Nationale.

Open up.

-Who's in charge here?

-I am the abbot.

We have a search warrant

for these premises.

-Looking for Pierre Brossard.

-ls he here?

Is he here, Father?

This is a religious house.

The laws of asylum

forbid me to answer.

That warrant is a legal document.

It has nothing whatever to do

with the right of asylum.

I must ask you not to enter

the monks' quarters.

Women are not allowed.

Don't use the phone, Father.

No one's to use the phone.

Check the grounds.

Hey, Mr. Pierre.

You don't have to worry,

Monsieur Pierre.

We saw your photo in the papers.

You're safe here with us.

-ls there a letter for me?

-No, not yet.

The mail hasn't arrived.

-So, what'll you have?

-A beer, please.

Okay.

Max, I have to make a phone call.

-Could you let me have a jeton?

-Sure.

-There we go.

-Thank you.

-It's me, sire.

-Where are you?

I'm in Frejus,

waiting for the letter.

It's not here.

-We sent it. It'll be there.

-I've got to go.

Go? Go where?

They're searching for me.

The army.

Where will you go?

Look, I need to know.

-Where's my passport?

-I'm working on it.

Remember, we're protecting you.

We're paying you.

Stop worrying, relax.

-It'll be all right.

-lf it's true.

Oh, it's true.

Of course it's true.

You'll be all right.

I haven't had breakfast, Max.

-Could I get a ham baguette, please?

-Certainly.

Clotilde, baguette with ham

for Monsieur Pierre.

Monsieur Pierre.

Nice to see you again.

It's been too long. Wouldn't you prefer

one of my pan bagnat?

-Oh, madame, is it possible?

-Of course it's possible.

-Max.

-Yes?

Can anybody get out

through the back way?

Certainly not.

I'd be robbed blind.

-Max.

-Yes?

Give me a jeton.

I have to make another call.

Thank you.

You're not doing anything.

Will you be long?

I was on the phone and the guy

in the toilet just shot himself!

-One pan bagnat.

-Call an ambulance!

This is obviously his stuff.

His name's all over it.

Tell us where he is.

-I don't know.

-What do you mean, you don't know?

Stop protecting him.

Colonel, there's a message

from Frejus. About Brossard.

-It's urgent.

-Bring everything.

Well, actually he was

a sort of regular, sir.

Old. Retired. Name of Pouliou.

-A cheapskate. We didn't like him.

-No, we didn't like him.

-Not at all.

-And each time he came...

...did he collect an envelope like this?

-Yes, he did.

-Was it always from Paris?

-Yes.

-What about the man he killed?

-Never seen him before.

-Never seen him before.

Just came in, ordered a beer,

and went straight to the toilet.

Colonel, we found this on the body.

You can handle it.

We've lifted the prints.

-You are welcome and God bless you.

-Thank you, Father.

Thank you for meeting me.

It's always like coming home.

Pierre!

God is good.

I want you to know, Pierre,

that we pray for you every night.

-I had no choice.

-Of course you didn't.

They're forcing me.

And I don't want to kill, Father Prior.

All I want is absolution.

I want to die in a state of grace.

I am truly repentant.

-I'm so frightened, so alone.

-You are not alone.

You are one of us.

I love France, Father Prior.

I love my country.

If you are forced into exile,

we will help.

We are all in God's hands.

Thank you.

Thank you.

We've lost him.

Christ almighty!

All we get is lies.

Disrespect.

Sh*t! Sh*t!

Sorry.

Okay.

Okay.

He hasn't got money.

Where would he go?

What would he do?

1 944. The year of

the Dombey massacre.

Why's he kept this?

A Milice captain.

Who's he?

Where is he now?

Edith Cresson was appointed

to breathe new life...

...into the Socialist Party.

Now she has been sacrificed

to save its faltering fortunes.

President Mitterrand

was under intense pressure...

... to do something

to stop the hemorrhaging...

...after the Socialists' disastrous

showing in regional elections.

Inspector Pochon, sir.

-I am not pleased.

-I understand, sir.

-Let me explain.

-What? Explain what?

Sending two incompetents

to perform an action...

...which would seem to me

to be relatively simple.

Brossard, as we know,

is very cunning.

If this Colonel Roux finds him first,

they'll do a deal.

Brossard will talk.

He'll have no problem

about betraying me.

-Or you, Pochon.

-We're doing all we can, sir.

Do more.

You've lost control.

The commissaire hopes

to contact him by tomorrow morning.

If we don't know exactly where he is,

neither does Colonel Roux.

Have you ever dealt

directly with Brossard?

I first worked with him when you, sir,

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