The Madame Blanc Mysteries (2021) s04e90 Episode Script

1
[gentle melody]
[birds singing]
[car approaching]
You all look fantastic!
Thank you, Gloria.
It's a treat to have an
opportunity to really
.. make an effort! Yes,
we've been very casual
of late, haven't we darling?
We have. Where is it
you're going to again, is it
just the Christmas party?
To be perfectly honest,
I'm not sure, Gloria.
It's all very cloak and dagger!
I'm on the board of the museum,
with Gabriel Jelbart -
our new curator,
a very excitable chap!
Says he wants to put our lovely
old museum on the map!
He insisted that this afternoon
was very important
for the future of the museum
and that we all came -
especially you, Jean.
What?! Oh right.
Very mysterious. But I do like
a free drink!
Eh! And I'll bet there'll be
free champagne!
It better be. This dress
deserves more
than cheap Prosecco.
Now where is Dominic?
We really must be going soon.
I'll give him a quick ring.
Sorry sorry I'm late, everyone.
Oh, it doesn't matter, Dominic!
You're here now.
Let me just finish my drink.
Have a fab time.
You're not coming? Special invite only.
Enjoy yourselves. Oh thanks,
love. You got plans, Glo?
Yeah, Patrick is doing a Christmas quiz.
Me and Douglas have been
swatting up! [chuckling]
You smell nice. Well, I've got
my special aftershave on.
You're very lucky, actually,
because it's my last bit.
You never know, Father Christmas
might bring you more tomorrow.
Oh, that'd be a nice surprise!
Oh! Jean your bag.
Now, Dominic
this vintage dress
will not love the back
of your car.
Would you mind awfully Jean,
if I sat in the front?
- Be my guest, Judith.
- Thank you!
Don't forget me!
[pleasant melody]
[engine humming]
[car doors slamming]
It's so funny. In all the years
I've lived in Saint Victoire,
I've never been in here.
Really?
No. I've dropped Claudie off
on a school trip once but,
I've never been inside. Let's
see what you've been missing.
Ah hello there!
We are the invited guests
of Gabriel Jelbart.
I think she wants us to head
to the event room.
Ah!
Merci. Merci.
Thank you.
Et voila!
I've never really seen
the point in museums.
To preserve our history, Judith!
Give people a chance to get up
close to amazing works of art.
Well, I suppose so. But there's
so much to look at.
I find them quite
claustrophobic.
I mean, where do you start?
Hang on, darling.
What about that trip
we made to the Louvre,
when we first met?
[knowing chuckle] Yes!
How could I ever forget that.
I've never looked at a picture
of the Mona Lisa
in quite the same way again.
[both titter]
You're in your element, aren't you?
Moi?
Oh! This way.
[door creaking]
[door slamming]
[key turning]
[muffled gasp]
[tense music]
[gun clanging]
[tense music continues]
[sharp rapping]
[buzzing]
[shutters engaging]
[struggle]
Ah!
[shutter falls]
[music stops]
Do you remember the first time ♪
That my eyes set on you ♪
Your smile came from nowhere ♪
For some time never,
or some time soon ♪
The road is a long one ♪
I was only passing through ♪
I was only passing through ♪
[chatter, laughter]
Ah-ha!
At least they've got the good stuff!
Priorities, priorities!
'What a charming place!'
Lovely escutcheon.
I beg your pardon?
It protects the door being
scratched by the key.
Practical and fancy at the same time.
Oh!
Bit like me, innit?
[she giggles]
[easy listening music]
[chatter]
Merry Christmas, Jean White.
Oh!
Merry Christmas, Dominic Hayes.
[glasses clinking]
Chin chin! So
..what's this massive painting
about then?
It's very beautiful. This is
a sublime example
of a Baroque fresco.
Right. Mmm
Very popular in Europe,
but I've never seen one in
Sainte Victoire before.
It's really exciting! Yeah.
A fresco is basically a wall painting,
where the paint is brushed
straight on to wet plaster.
By someone called 'Baroque'?
Eh no, actually.
Baroque was an artistic movement
of the 17th and 18th century.
Uhm, so like
.. paintings, music, architecture.
Everything was like, big and bold
And sexy, Dominic. Very sexy.
My absolute favourite era.
Ah, so
that is Doctor Ali Pardeep.
He's head of the charity
'L'Art Change la Vie.'
What's 'L'Art Change la Vie'?
It's something about art
helping ex-prisoners.
Oh, it sounds great.
That must be his wife.
'I think her name is Sangita.'
'I've invited her to several
of my bridge evenings,
but to no avail.' Oh.
'And they're talking to
George and Aurielle Alfonse.'
Hmmm?
As in Alphonse!
From Alfonse Crush!
What the soft drink?!
Oh, I used to love that!
It kept me awake at night
when Claudie was a baby! Ha!
They're an amazing couple. They
just floated their company
last year for 100 million
euro. Lucky sods!
Apparently, they can't stand
each other,
but they can't leave, because
they are literally too rich!
[distant laughter]
A-ha!
Jeremy! Ca va, mon ami?
If you say so!
[chuckling]
Ah, and Judith
[she titters]
Mwah mwah!
Doux Jésus, will you ever age
like us mere mortals?
Oh George, you really are
too much!
Let me introduce you to our
dear friends Jean and Dom.
Very pleased to meet you.
Oh, and you.
I was just saying I used
to love your drink.
Ah well, not my drink anymore,
but thank you, Dom.
I really appreciate that.
That's very kind of you, very kind.
[chuckling]
[Dom clears throat]
Thanks for witnessing my
loan agreement, André.
Not a problem, Patrick.
I sometimes come across trouble
with financial affairs, but
.. having the Chief of Police
as my witness,
that should shut them up!
[phone sounds]
Oh no, Jean's left her phone.
I am on my way home now.
I can drop it off for her.
But she's at a do at the
museum. No problem.
That is near my house.
Oh, brilliant.
Au revoir.
Thanks again, André.
See you at the quiz later.
You will indeed.
I am bringing Richard.
She's very good at politics
questions.
Merry Christmas.
Joyeux Noel!
I never thought I'd be mates
with a copper.
[Gloria chuckles]
[both chuckle]
[chatter]
Ah, Gabriel, here he is!
Our curator himself.
Jeremy, Judy it's good
to see you, boss.
You too, Gabriel.
And this is Jean White,
delivered as promised.
[bemused whisper]
Delivered? Oh, hello!
It's a pleasure to meet
you, Mrs. White.
Your expertise precedes you.
Thanks so much for being here.
Oh, it's a pleasure.
This is my partner
Fiancé!
Oh yes, fiancé, Dom.
Yeah, it's quite a recent thing, so
Congratulations to both of you.
And this is my partner, Yves.
Oh, hi!
And your field of
expertise is Mrs. White?
I'm an antiques dealer.
Ah!
How quaint.
Shall we grab a horse's doofer
and leave them to it?
Yes.
[clicks fingers]
Pardon, Judy. Champagne
on the way, immediately.
[tittering] You are a darling, Gabriel.
I think you're going to fit
in very well around here.
Thank you.
Yes, and by the way
you threw that last glass
down your neck,
we wouldn't want you going
thirsty, would we?
Excuse me, I'm just going
to run through my speech.
Oh, Jean, this is Doctor Ali Pardeep.
We were telling you about his charity.
Oh, 'L'Art Change la Vie', is it?
Oh, it sounds like you do some
great work. Oh, he does.
Oh, hi, I'm Aurielle.
Oh, hello.
Thank you. It's a vocation that
absolutely consumes me,
I'm afraid, as my wife could confirm.
Oh!
Lovely to finally meet you.
So how did you find
this vocation?
Well, I'd been working in
prisons for a few years
as a visiting doctor, and I saw
so much artistic talent
just hidden away in the cells
that I felt compelled to, uh,
liberate it.
So I started an art club
for the prisoners
and, well, the charity just
grew from there.
How interesting.
You let criminals play at
being artists then.
You know, that's exactly what we do.
You're encouraging
the egos of murderers.
Is that what you're saying?
Don't worry, Ali.
I take care of the charity in
our business,
so you can ignore George.
Um, your husband is a very
inspiring man.
Oh, he is indeed.
Excuse me. Yes.
Have we met somewhere before?
I can't think where.
Maybe at one
of our outreach events.
Very much doubt it.
I don't do prisons or charity, dear.
[cork pops]
That's my cue.
Sorry!
[chatter]
'Thank you.'
[glass tinkling]
Thank you.
Thank you everyone for being
here tonight.
For tonight is a very special
night for the museum.
Mr. and Mrs. Alfonse
are very generously
about to invest 10 million
euro [crowd gasps]
.. 10 million euro into our
acquisition account.
It will keep the museum afloat
for many years.
Just a minute, Gabriel.
Uhm
Remember what we discussed
a couple of weeks ago
when you first took the job.
If you have what you say you have,
and it's the real deal, we are
more than happy to invest.
I want to be part of a museum
that draws people in
from all over the world,
but I need you to prove to me
that I am making the right choice.
Of course. The stakes are
very high for us.
But I have contacts all over the
world to make this museum great,
I promise.
Madame White, this is where we
could use your help.
Oh, right!
We apologize for not warning
you beforehand, but
.. everything had to be
completely top secret.
I'm intrigued.
Um, we have something very rare,
and we need you to verify it.
Uh, Jeremy and Judy told me
you're second to none in your
field, so please, will you help?
Well, I'm here now, so yeah, of course.
Thank you.
If you will excuse me for one
moment, ladies and gentlemen,
we will go and fetch our treasure.
Yves!
Oh, so that's why I'm here.
Makes sense now.
Well, Gabriel didn't tell me
the finer details,
just who I knew who I trusted
and was the best in the
business, so I hmm.
Well, thank you.
You'd better be good, Mrs. White,
and ensure it is what he says it is.
We wouldn't want any mistakes.
Well, let's put it this way,
this isn't my first rodeo.
Oh, thank you, darling.
What's your name, dear?
Ellie.
Big cash tip, Ellie, if you
keep our champers topped up,
if you know what I mean.
I'll do my best, madam, but
I've never worked here before,
so I don't know how much we
have in stock.
Good girl.
Off you pop.
[door creaks]
[door slams]
[muttering]
[clicking]
[creaking]
[beeping]
[ringing]
[clanking]
Oooh.
[clanging]
[sighing]
[door slamming]
[key turning]
[car whooshing]
[raised voices]
Oh! Urgh
George, George, so sorry, so sorry.
What happened?
I'll tell you what's happened.
This poor excuse of a waitress of yours
has ruined my bespoke shirt.
Are you stupid?
No, I
Don't speak to her like that, George!
[calmly] These things happen.
We can get it cleaned.
What's your name?
Ellie.
I, I'm so sorry.
I'm pretty new at this.
I'm actually a student.
Well, I would like
to apologise for the Neolithic
behaviour
of my husband, Ellie.
Thank you.
George, we are going to pay for
the cleaning, of course,
but I can clean.
No, just just leave it.
I can do it.
You can do it. OK, perfect.
And where's this damn box of
yours? Uhm
[gasps]
Is that what I think it is?
[birds singing]
Go on. What is it?
Oh, this is a French Ormolu -
gilt jewellery case owned
owned by, I think,
Marie Antoinette herself.
Am I right?
Yes, exactly, Madame.
Oh well, I know there's one of
these in the Museum of Tehran,
but the only other one was
bought by Russian buyers
at Sotheby's in 2007.
So how could it be here?
Um, I have been totally
obsessed with this box.
So, um, I tracked it down over the years
and persuaded them to sell.
Wow.
Well, Gabriel is right.
I mean, if you can get stuff
like this,
well, this is like such a
fantastic draw for the museum.
A game changer, really.
Well, so far so good.
[clanging]
[beeping]
What?!
My God.
Jean?
Well it looks like a
like a bomb! What?!
[worried voices]
[angry inhale]
It doesn't just look like
a bomb. It's a
.. marzipan.
Marzipan?!
I was in the army for years. I'd
recognise that smell anywhere!
What is it?
It's Semtex!
JUDITH: Semtex. What
what can that do?
Put it this way, there's enough
in there to blow this
.. whole museum sky-high.
[panicked voices]
[shouting]
[tense music]
Come on.
[beeping]
They won't move.
Well, well, what if we all
lift together?
They're locked. OK
OK, um, well, why don't we
try the other exits?
No, no, uh, they will all be locked too,
and all the windows are barred.
Oh my God, what the hell
are we gonna do?!
Stop with the hysterics, George.
In case you hadn't heard,
there is a Semtex bomb in that room.
Yes, we all know that.
[clears throat] Gabriel?
Yes!
How do we open the shutters?
As far as I know, the security guard
has fingerprint recognition.
She's the only one who can
deactivate the code.
Where is the guard?
In the security booth.
Come on, come on, come on, come on.
[door opening]
[horrified gasps]
She's gone.
JUDITH: 'Oh my God, Jeremy,
what's going on?'
[ominous music]
[music continues]
You all right, love?
Yeah, poor woman. I know.
So, one fingerprint
to control your entire security
system. Stop it, George!
Yes, I let the security team
arrange it between them.
I have only been here 3 weeks, so
It was on my to do list, but
Good grief!
So you've no idea how to deactivate it?
No, uh, no idea.
Well then?
[clears throat]
Why don't we use her finger?
George! Really! We can't.
Why not?
It's not like she's gonna
mind now, is she?
It's not that, it's once tissue is dead,
it loses its electrical charge.
Hang on.
Now, I saw this on one of
those American crime dramas
and it worked a treat. So,
let's give it a go, shall we?
Good God, George.
Oh, I see. You watched
an entire box set,
so of course now you know
more than an actual doctor.
Only saying!
Once the heartbeat dies,
the electrical charge dies.
It. Won't. Work!
[car approaching]
[brake engaging]
[voice on radio comms]
DOM: Can I ask a question, Gabriel?
The security guard.
What was her name?
It was Suzanne.
Shall we call her that then?
Look, I'm not suggesting
we sever Suzanne's finger.
George!
Leave it.
[door rattling]
[knocking]
[bell ringing]
[voices shouting]
Help! Help!
[banging]
[silence]
Help! Get us out! [furious
banging on shutter°
[silence]
[bell ringing]
Why can't they hear us?
No, no, no, because
the front doors are solid oak,
the shutters are solid steel,
and uh the walls,
it's very uh thick
Mediterranean stone.
Oh, that's just great. So is
the place bomb proof as well?
You're not helping, George.
It's OK, I'll call Caron.
Yeah.
[sighs]
Oh, there's no signal.
Ah, no, no, no, I haven't had any,
since I arrived because um
we are quite high up
and the walls are too, too thick.
OK, what's the WiFi code?
I am going to share it with you.
Yeah.
What? I know I had my phone in the pub.
I must have dropped it.
Oh God!
No, uh, the WiFi is off too.
[sighs]
But don't worry, don't worry,
I have, uh
One moment, I remember something.
Where's he going now?!
[door creaking]
[ominous music]
[frustrated sigh]
Someone has sabotaged the comms
cupboard.
It's beyond repair.
Comms cupboard?
It's where all the WiFi hubs lead to
to keep us on the internet.
All the connections have
been ripped to pieces.
Oh!
So we are completely trapped in here.
Oh.
Good God.
You have got a foolproof security system
that you don't even know how to operate.
Who's a bloody fool now, eh?
Eh?! Get your hands off him, you brute.
I'm a 4th Dan black belt in Ju-Jitsu.
You lay one more finger on him,
and I will take you down.
Do you understand?
Gentlemen, we have to calm down.
Don't suppose you serve Valium
as well as champagne.
Valium, is that a cocktail?
Never mind, dear.
So, someone knew that we were
here tonight,
and trapped us under
the threat of a ticking bomb.
This psycho must really hate one of us.
Well, it was Gabriel who wanted
us here. He sent the invite.
I don't think I would bomb
my own museum, Judith,
and trap myself inside.
OK, can we just stop sniping
at each other?
OK, can't be anyone here, can it?
I am not so sure.
What do you mean?
I do remember on my first debriefing,
they said once the shutters
are activated,
they close very fast
and there is very little time
to get out.
Do you mean that the murderer
might still be in the building?
Possibly.
[mysterious music]
Patrick, can you call Judith?
I can't get hold of Dom or Jeremy.
Obviously, I have Jean's phone
and I don't have Judith's number.
There is no answer at the museum
and the doors are locked.
Something is not right.
[tense music]
You OK?
Yeah, I think so.
Caron just asked me if I can
get in touch with Judith,
but there's no answer.
She's with Jeremy and Dom,
give them a call. No.
He's already tried and there's
no reply from them either
and no one's answering the door.
Well, I don't like the sound of that.
Nor do I.
Diane can look after the bar for now.
Electric Lady Van outside?
Yeah.
[conspiratorially]
Then let's go.
What idiot takes the job as a
curator of a massive museum
and doesn't know how to work
the security system?
I have only been here three weeks, OK?
There was so much to do
that it didn't seem like
a priority, ok?!
Well, it's a priority now,
isn't it, Gabriel?
It's a priority now!
No, no, no, Yves. It's fine.
If you're gonna say something,
say it in a language we can
all understand, eh?
I beg your pardon.
For one moment, I thought
we were in France.
[menacing]
If you have something to say,
why don't you say it straight?
You clearly have something
to hide, Monsieur.
Bullying my partner,
shouting at your wife.
Classic defence tactics.
How dare you suggest that I
Sssssh!
What's that?
What?
[static crackling]
Listen.
[static crackling]
[static gets louder]
[latch opening]
Hello, hello, can anyone hear me?
[static]
Hello, hello, hello!
[beeping]
[Dom's voice is garbled]
"Hello hello, can anyone hear me?"
"Hello hello?"
Dom, Dom, is that you?
Oh, thank God. Look, uh, we are
trapped inside the museum.
Uh, the shutters are down, the
security guard's been murdered,
and there is a bomb ticking away.
What a bomb?
OK, Dom, you need to say all
that again, but much slower.
[static then connection]
[slowly]
There is a bomb.
Someone has activated
the security shutters.
They can only be deactivated
by the fingerprint of the
security guard, but the
the security guard
.. has been murdered.
OK Dom, have you seen the bomb?
"Yeah."
What does it look like?
"Hang on."
[door opening]
Alright ok, so
It's like a big lump of orange.
A bloke in here said
it looks like Semtex.
Um, there's an old fashioned
phone on one side
and in the middle is a digital
clock counting down.
There's three wires, a blue one,
a red one and a yellow one.
"And how much time does
the bomb say you have?"
59 minutes.
I will get help immediately.
I need you to keep
this communication open.
"OK." We will get you all out.
Dom?
Dom, you need to keep
this channel open.
I'm André, I can't hear you.
Are you still there?
[crackling]
André!
[beeping]
[clicking]
[beeping]
André!
[sigh]
[mysterious music]
[dynamic music]
What are you doing?
Hang on a sec.
There's gotta be a spare
got be a spare!
Oh, bingo!
[clicking]
[clears throat]
Caron, can you hear me?
Caron!
[music continues]
Gloria stop! Stop!
Don't come in.
I managed to speak to Caron.
He's calling for help.
Brilliant.
How did you manage that?
Well, Suzanne's walkie talkie.
Oh, that's great.
Well, we can use that then.
No, no, no, it's just died.
Maybe it just needs a new battery, or?
No, no, I tried that
with no joy, so. Oh God!
Well, at least we're getting some help
from the professionals.
Something you've needed
for years, darling.
JUDITH: Caron will help us,
won't he darling?
Oh, absolutely, darling.
Uhm
Jean.
What, what's the matter?
Uhm..
.. I found this under the bomb.
For me?!
I don't understand.
Who would do something like this to you?
I've no idea.
I mean, thinking about it
.. I have put a few people
away over the years, but
[short exhale]
This is beyond the pale!
[paper rustling]
'Look at the heart,
her fruit from above,
her face like the sun,
her heart full of love,
but fate is not kind,
and her future is bleak.'
'Two attempts to survive,
one date do you seek?'
Oh, come on, Jean, think.
OK. [pants]
'Two attempts to survive,
one date do you seek.'
So? What, what do you reckon?
Well, it appears that this sicko
wants me to find a piece of art
in the museum
that matches the riddle.
'Two attempts to survive,
one date do you seek.' So,
well, I'm guessing that
you put the date
in the keypad.
To to stop the, stop the bomb.
Oh wow.
[exhale]
Somebody must really hate me
to go to all this trouble.
It's just a child's riddle.
We should wait for help.
Good grief! But what if help
doesn't get here on time?
Someone is out to get me.
This is all my fault!
I've got to do something to help.
Slay.
OK, Jean, you've absolutely
got to solve this riddle.
Come on, chaps, let's separate
and find a way out of here.
And Gabriel, you attempt to override
this god awful security system.
Well, I think we should
wait for the police.
Something you are very welcome
to do on your own, George.
I, for one, am going to help Jean.
Yeah, yeah, me too. I'm in.
GABRIEL:
Anything is worth a try.
I do tech support for the charity.
[timidly] Can I help?
Excellent.
Come on, let's go to the booth.
Be careful.
You too.
[tense music]
I think it's essential that
we keep dividing
in order to conquer.
Gentlemen, follow me.
[George groans]
[bomb-timer beeping]
OK, look at the heart.
The heart. Well
The heart could mean love.
Oh, no, that could be any
work of art. Eh, OK.
OK, think, Jean, think.
Well, um, it could be the Sacred Heart.
Especially if it's qualified
with the fruit.
Well, how so?
Well, um, Jesus in art
is often referred to
as fruit of the womb. Oh.
Yeah, let's go with that.
OK.
Face like the sun.
Now, obviously
.. Jesus was the son of God,
and the sun in the sky is often
used as a metaphor for Jesus.
So, um, fate is not kind.
Well, fate wasn't kind to Mary.
Certainly wasn't too kind
to Jesus either, was it?
Well, exactly, but her future is bleak.
Her.
I think it's got to be
about Mary and Jesus.
It's got to be.
Right,
I think we're looking for a religious
painting or sculpture.
Well, there'll be a fair
few of those, I'm sure.
Yes, but particularly
the Madonna and Child.
There are about six main rooms.
OK, let's split up, take a room
each and report back.
Right, um, thank you.
Me and Dom will take Medieval
and Renaissance.
Judith, you do Modern Art.
Um, Aurielle, you do metalwork
and Ellie,
you do jewellery and glasswork.
And, um, yeah, and remember
the Madonna and Child, OK?
Let's go, right, which way?
This way.
[footsteps clacking]
[voices on Police comms]
[car door slams]
Richard, did you contact the bomb squad?
Not great news, I'm afraid.
The nearest active unit is
Lyon, which is 6 hours by car.
They're trying to activate
a plan to get here quicker,
but it's not looking good.
What about overriding the
security system?
We have contacted the company,
but with it being Christmas Eve,
we have the same problem.
The nearest engineer
is in Marseille. Oh no!
There is no guarantee they will
be here in time.
If there was another way in,
I think I could deactivate it.
What? Before I joined the gendarmerie,
I trained in the bomb squad
at La Police Nationale.
If it is a rudimentary device,
I could deactivate it, I think.
OK, well, what about
the tunnels underneath?
Pardon?
The museum's tunnels
were part of the bomb shelter
system during World War II.
I remember the tour guide telling us
when I brought Xavier on a
visit. OK, I will go in.
I cannot put my best officer
in danger, Richard.
I will go in. You can advise me.
But Sir, I
That is an order.
Let's find a map.
Madame.
'On the count of three
we all pull together.'
Ready?
BOTH: Ready?
One, two three!
[George groans]
I hadn't finished counting!
I think I've trapped a nerve
in my shoulder.
That's a little dramatic.
If we all work together,
we stand more chance.
If we Did you just call me dramatic?
[awkward]
It's just an observation.
You like making observations, don't you?
What's that supposed to mean?
Like observing other people's wives.
I, uh, don't know what
you're talking about.
Do you think I was born yesterday?
Uh, I'm sorry, I
The charity meetings with MY wife!
The dinners.
Oh, come on, Ali.
I've been through her phone.
I know what's going on with you two.
Well, tell me I'm wrong.
[shouting]
I said, tell me I'm wrong!
[George snorts]
There you go, just about says
everything, doesn't it?
George, I, uh
Aurielle is MY wife.
Come on, George.
You haven't loved each other for years.
Even a stranger would know that.
Just our shtick.
What?
A couple's thing.
The public act.
But when we get behind closed doors,
we are still husband, and wife.
[Ali snorts]
Oh!
So you think I'm lying, do you?
Well, I don't know what yarn
she's been spinning you,
but it's true.
And I'll tell you
something else that's true.
I will do everything in my power
to make sure that you never
raise another penny
for your stupid charity!
Eh gentlemen, please, this is no time
for a bloody showdown.
Come on!
[dynamic jazz music]
[music continues]
[door opening]
Judith?
I didn't find anything.
Literally. Didn't even find
a decent painting.
We thought we had a chance
with a necklace,
but there was no reference to
the sun. We can't give up!
We still have two other rooms.
You two can go on looking, but
I'll be very honest with you,
I need a little top up of Dutch courage.
[bomb timer ticking]
What, in here?
Can you not hear that bomb ticking?
Yes, yes, I can.
But I'll be perfectly honest
with you, Aurielle,
if I am to get blown to smithereens,
I'd really rather like,
not to remember it.
Uh, let's keep looking.
Yeah.
I'll take sculpture, you
take ancient Madonna. OK.
[music darkens]
[ticking continues]
GLORIA: Thank God the library
was still open.
Right, this map dates from around 1943.
It shows the tunnels that were dug out
and used as bomb shelters
during World War II.
I think it is the map she can't
quite understand, not you.
I have always been terrible with maps.
It's a bit of an Achilles' heel for me.
That's cause you're so young, love.
We forget
we're the last generation
not to have Satnav.
Hey, speak for yourself.
I'm 20 years younger than you,
which makes me a straddler.
Pardon?
I straddle pre and post technology.
Doesn't matter what form
a map takes, I'm a dab hand.
Right, there's a labyrinth of
tunnels under the museum.
You can see the entrances
all around here,
but they can only be accessed
from the inside.
Hang on.
This one looks like it's
leading from the outside in.
What do you mean? Look! It
starts off as a small one,
then joins up with the bigger ones.
What's its proximity?
Just underneath the main entrance,
right around here somewhere.
Gloria, can you pull the van
back a bit, love?
[mysterious music]
[car door slamming]
[beeping]
[brake clicking]
OK
Lovely, that's it.
There's your way in.
You're not gonna open it
up like that, are you?
You got a crowbar in the van?
Yeah.
And, uh, a toolbox?
[van door sliding]
There's a knack to this.
Ta, love.
[box clanging]
Alright
Are you ready?
And!
[effort groan]
Ahh!
[tools clanging]
You are full of handy tricks, Patrick.
I'm not going to ask where
you learned them.
OK, I'm going in.
Richard, get me an earpiece.
You'll need this as well.
It's my head torch.
Thank you, Gloria.
Thank you. You're sure
I can't go with you?
Richard, I need you to take
control here.
You are now in charge.
Oui, Monsieur.
Gloria, take this headset.
I need you to stay on the
map and on the radio.
You will be my ears and eyes.
When I reach the bomb.
You will pass to Richard, OK?
Will the signal be strong
enough down there?
Uh, this radio is analogue.
It's like a walkie-talkie.
It works over short distances
because it doesn't need a signal
to bounce up to the sky.
OK
Be careful in there.
I will.
[sniffs]
[voice talking on Police comms]
[ominous music]
Gloria, can you hear me?
Yeah, you OK?
"I'm fine. Which way?"
OK. You're going to your left first.
Bingo.
The shutters are connected to
the museum's mainframe.
Meaning you don't need the WiFi?
Exactly. I may be able to override it
if both systems are kept connected.
Where's your main computer?
Um, it's in my office, uh,
next to the Event Room.
What's your passcode?
Yves 1234.
Yves, press your finger
firmly on this pad.
I may be able to change a
fingerprint identity to yours.
Gabriel, when a code pops up,
press enter straight away.
I will try to.
OK, I'm going to your office.
OK!
[ominous music]
[door opening]
Oh hello, what are you doing here?
[silencer gunshot]
Oh!
[high-pitched, tense music]
[closing theme]
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